When Derek awoke the first thing he noticed was the massive headache right behind his eyes. The second thing he noticed was a beautiful blonde nurse with a clipboard taking notes. He was confused for a few moments before recalling what happened in the ring.....

  He had an idea, and It was worth a shot... he had started to run when both Chey and Wey readied themselves. he slid on his knees swinging his wooden sword at Chey's legs. He felt a sharp pain in his head. As his conscious faded a notification appeared on his heads up display.

Nonlethal bludgeoning damage sustained: 110. You have been knocked unconscious!

  Derek scowled and cursed his bad luck the nurse looked at him with a confused look written on her face. Derek groaned and the nurses look quicky switched from confused to authoritative look. Glancing at her clipboard she said "Subject 112... uh, Derek, please lie back. You dont need to be moving, there are a few more tests we have to run before you can leave."

  Derek was raidly becoming more and more confused. He had just noticed the bare white room he was currently in. He was lying on a bed. One might describe as a medical bed. There was nothing else in the room but a hanging bag next to his bed that could be water, but it ran down some sort of tube and into his arm. The door seemed to be made of iron which Derek had never seen.

  "Whe... where am I? Why am i here? Wh... Whats going on?" Derek stuttered out. He hated his stutter... The blonde nurse put on a pleasant expression "Please Derek, I need you to lie back, can you do that for me?" He wanted to ask where he was again, and why he was here, but the Nurses voice was just so sweet and soothing. "I guess it wont hurt..."

Will save failed! You are charmed for 3 minutes.

  The notification appeared in his HUD, which he had since birth. Yet he felt no alarm, all he felt was peace. He was doing what the nurse asked, she was so sweet... and her curves.... luscious, sensual curves accentuated by a skintight nurse's outfit that perfectly fit her...

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  She sauntered over to where Derek was lying and handed him something and a glass of water, he glanced down and found a pill in his hand. "Uh... What is this?" The Nurse narrowed her beautiful green eyes at him and said, "You must be a little thirsty right? At least take a drink..."

  Keen to avoid her ire, he quickly drank down the liquid, it burned and after a few seconds and he felt himself drifting off. "Wha... Tha' whashn't water...." zzz.... The nurse took the empty cup from the young boy's hand and stated in a clear voice "You have the go to begin the procedure on subject 112." She then exited the room. She stopped for a moment in the doorway and rolled the empty glass between her hands... "Good luck... Derek"

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  "Subject One-twelve, Derek. A lowborn, fighting to earn money to help his dying caretaker, a woman of low birth. His personality matrix matches what we need." A Handsome man in fine clothing examined the file of subject 112.

Subject 112 Derek Ironborn Class Warrior

Strength: 8

HP: 110/110

Nonlethal: 45/110

Age:16

Dexterity:12

Stamina: 120/120 Magical resistance(Arcane):5

Vitality: 8

Arcane Mana:0 Magical resistance(Divine):5

Endurance:9

Divine Mana:0  Physical resistance: 5

Intelligence:6

Fortitude save: 9  

Resistance: 5

Reflex save:12  

Faith: 7

Will save:7  

Wisdom: 7

Perception: 4  

Charisma:12

Charm: 7  

  The  man handed the file to his assistant, "How goes the procedure?" The young blonde womans eyes unfocused for a moment, probably to read the file she had memorized. "Subject 112, Derek Ironborn. The procudure to augment the muscular system is on track. We have resloved to monitor subject 112 after the procedure and collect data on his physical prowess." A look of worry came over her face, "Sir, he is our only chance isn't he?"

  The man interlaced his fingers and looked thoughtful. "Getting attached now are you Evelyn? Leave me. You have work to do." Evelyn nodded, "Yes sir." As she was closing the door the man looked up and said softly, "Evelyn. Your right. He is our only chance."