"Almost a whole century had passed and America was no longer standing, in 2635 America had become a hollow shell of its former glory. Deep underground DreadCorp managed to survive and maintained high ranks. Even deeper underground they kept their one experiment hidden. Inside the medical bay a man with purple hair, floated in hydrational fluid Inside a pod. Doctors and Scientists looked over him day and night. He twitched and convulsed inside the pod. Doctors looked upon his vitals. "Never seen anything like this, his immune system is somehow bonding with the virus, this is incredible". One of them said looking at the monitor others proceeded to look watching the cells of the man merge with the cells of the virus creating new cells altogether. Each cell spreads, hitting his bloodstream and nervous system. Doctors are baffled as unidentified cells run like hungry gremlins through his entire body. "This gentleman is the needle that we've been trying to find in the haystack, watch him further I need to know why his body is doing this, I need to know how". Head Chief Administrator Zale said. He's sitting among the other doctors in a black uniform, coat and hat carrying two pistols at his side like a law official. He stared blankly at the pod. Soon monitors began to blare their siren. "Zale, he's waking up". One of the doctors told the Administrator. "He's waking up after eighty years"? Zale responded with a question. He looked inside the pod to see the man had opened his eyes. One was missing and the other was yellow from his iris to his cornea. He struggled against the current of the hydration fluid smashing his fist on the glass. "Whoa, whoa RELAX"! Administrator Zale tried as he could to calm the man down. It was no use the man broke the glass of the pod spilling himself out onto the floor. The man struggled on the floor eventually standing up right, a six foot four man completely naked. "GET THIS MAN SOME CLOTHES DAMN IT"! Administrator Zale barked at the others. The man just stood there almost unaware of his surroundings trudging and swinging himself around the room. "Eh...ehh..ehh". The man was trying to speak, his own words lost in the barricade of his mind, the hole in his eye dripping black fluid. "I need you to take it slow". Administrator Zale said to the man and the man only breathed the following words in a deep menacing yet childlike voice looking at Administrator Zale: "EY THERE SKINNY BONES"! And collapsed on the floor. Others began to laugh at his voice. "He sounds so uneducated" they all snickered, Administrator Zale kept the most serious look. "His brain probably isn't working right after all this time, eighty years its probably mush in that chrome dome". Administrator Zale said tapping his head a hollow sound rang through the room. Other doctors and scientists surrounded the man, he was heavy to carry because his muscles had grown eight times the size of a regular human. "MY BALLS ARE ON FIRE"! The man yelled half conscious. The others looked at him in confusion. "Christ, he's braindead". A woman who was five feet three inches tall stepped forward wearing a white suit of armor. "Knight Lazlo" they all bowed in respect, her black hair swaying in the dense air of the room. "This is what we've been waiting for, a braindead vegetable"? She says raising a white sword to the man. He looks up at her. "PRETTY LADY"! He yells Knight Lazlo's face got red, she grew nervous yet intrigued he grabbed her hand. "GET OFF ME PSYCHO"! She yelled kicking him in the head. "PLAYING HARD TO GET"! The man responds getting up running after Knight Lazlo. "AHHHHH WHAT THE HELL, ZALE GET HIM SOME CLOTHES SHOOT A TRANQUILIZER SOMETHING"! She screamed as the man continued running around the room climbing on walls to try to get to her. "SHOOT HIM"! Lazlo yelled firing her gun at the man, blasts of red lasers fired in every direction hitting the man but he seemed not phased by the injuries. "DAMN THIS IS HOT"! The man yelled almost close to Lazlo, Zale came from behind and struck him in the head with a heavy steel club knocking him out.
"What the hell"? Zale asked shaking his head. "A fucking brute" Lazlo says kicking the man on the floor in the head. "Yep there's no question he's braindead". Zale said reaching into his pocket pulling out a laser rifle the size of a regular AK-47. He puts it to the man's head. "WAIT, WAIT DON'T DO THAT"! a scientist with a messed up afro wearing beaten Dreadcorp fatigues steps forward. "Springweed, not another one of your crackpot theories were at war here". Zale sighed rubbing his eyes. "Don't you see what this is"? Springweed asked almost chuckling. "Another failure in a lost list" Lazlo said coldly. "No, evolution, a way to fight back" Springweed responded coming over to examine the purple haired man. "Look at his body, his muscles are too large for any man to handle, but his body seems to have grown accustomed to his muscle structure, he survived a shot from your Laserlance .8, Lazlo not just one but several shots". Springweed said. "GET TO THE POINT WEED"! Lazlo hollered. "I'm saying, let me study him, let him live he seems like a brute but trust me it's the only thing in eighty years that might provide a clue as to stopping this, the virus restoring our world everything". Springweed said. "Have it your way Springweed, you are responsible for him from here on out". Zale said sternly. "Done" Springweed says boldly without hesitation. "And get him off my for for Christ sake, he's bleeding everywhere". Zale points to the man lying on the floor snoring, his eyehole bleeding black sludge continually on the floor.
The man awoke again on a gurney, Springweed was wearing a contraption on his head with multiple examining tools. He looked through the magnifying glass. "Uh huh" Springweed said, the man stood up in shock. "KEEP YOUR HANDS TO YOURSELF FLESH SACK"! The man hollered. Springweed grabbed his face. "Listen try to think with that thick skull of yours, they were going to kill you I told them to let you live". Springweed said, the man sat down as if to understand. "Now let's get you right here" he says poking what once was the hole in his eye now replaced with an inferred eye. Springweed poked it, it moved like a normal eye should. "I CAN SEE, I CAN FIGHT"! the man yelled getting up again running into the wall creating a hole in it he became stuck. "We have a long way to go to axcel". Springweed said shaking his head "AXEL"! The man yelled inside the wall, he pulled himself away and chunks on the wall fell on the floor. "Axel, okay". Springweed smiled. "Axel Dread" Springweed said looking at the man and also at a poster of Dreadcorp: Bring Dread To The Enemies Of America, Do your part and join Dreadcorp today we can all make the world a better safer place.