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Project Xero had seen his progress since he first came to the Asylum. At first, he had been willing to fight back, but now, he was as obidient as a dog. She let out what could be a sigh as she watched his progress. No doubt they would be sending him off to another country. More than likely it would be either Japan or America. Both of them seemed to be having their own troubles for the time being.

Xero could hear him, she could hear everyone within the walls of the Asylum. Ontop of that, she was a master at telepathy. 'You've gotten much better. I've no doubt they will be giving you your new name and your next assignment once you are finished cleaning up..'

Her voice held within it sorrow. She had seen many die while they were perfecting 3258. It always happened, and all she could ever do was watch. It wasn't as if she could help if she tried. She had no way of moving her limbs because of the drug that was constantly injected into her bloodstream.

Xero continued to watch as he moved through the halls and rooms. 'Proceed directly ahead, and then take another right. You'll come to two guards, but don't worry, they will allow you to pass. Head up the stairs and you'll come to the room where the Master sits. He will tell you of your next mission and give you your project name. Good luck 3258.'

Xero's voice was gone as quickly as it had come. She never did stay for too long in the minds of others. Instead she turned her head up. The door opened up and a man came in to take Xero out and into the office where the Master was waiting for Product Number 3258.

"Go ahead and enter 3258." The voice that came from the other side was commanding and cold to boot. When the doors opened, and the young man stepped inside, he was finally able to lay his eyes onto the Master of the Asylum. Dr. Victor Bronstein, the head of the organization since Ernest Smith died. He was a man standing about five foot nine, with a medium build. His eyes held their own sense of torment and insanity, but that was all kept under wraps by his intellegent nature. He had keep a close eye on 3258, feeling he would be a valuable member of the "family".

Beside him, sitting in a chair, and looking like a maniquen, was Project Xero, the eyes of the Asylum. She didn't move at all safe for the up and down motions of her chest as she breathed. The woman didn't turn her head when he entered. She knew he was there. But now, she was completely silent.

Dr. Bronstein looked to his new project, he was nearly complete, but there were two tests that 3258 had to endure before he was allowed to join the ranks of the Handlers in this place. "3258, you've done incredibly well in your training. I am very pleased to see how far you have progressed in the time you've been here. You are near the completion of your training, but I am afraid there are still two more tests for you. Are you ready to take the last step?"

"I am glad to see your confidence. You're tests will be held right here in this room." Dr. Bronstein turned and nodded to the fellow handler in the room. He in turn, saluted the master and left the room, but only for a few moments. When he returned, he pushed a young boy through the door.

Dr. Bronstein walked around 3258 as he spoke. "You're first test, is to show me how well you follow orders. This boy was a product for the Asylum but he must be eliminated as he is of no use to us. Kill him, and show no mercy."

The command seemed simple enough, and was for those who were completely broken. This was a test to make sure that 3258 wouldn't betray an order.

Dr. Bronstein looked over at the corpse. His guards stepped over to it and began dragging it away. With a smile he looked back to 3258. "Excellent ma' boy. You pass the first test with flying colors. Now, the second test. This will ensure that you never question my judgement. Doing so would cause problems for our happy little home, and I don't like problems."

He held his hand out, and grabbed a long whip with studs on the end of it. He moved behind 3258 and continued. "I'm going to hit you now, and each time I do, I want you to thank me for the privledge. If you do not comply, you will be restrained and taken to a holding chamber. Now, I expect great things from you 3258." He pulled his arm back and let the lashings commense.

Dr. Bronstien smiled to his soldier. He hit him a few more times, ripping into his flesh. Still, the soldier thanked him. It was a test of will. Those who were not completely broken always stood up in defiance against being hit and thanking the Master for it. This one was completely broken though. Obidient, it was a great quality that ensured a long life here in the Asylum.

Dr. Bronstien handed the whip over to his fellow guard who took it. He moved around to 3258 and held his hand out, helping him up to his feet. "Excellent work! You've earned the privledge to gain a name. From now on, you shall be known as Project Bloodhound. You've proven your loyalty and how far you are willing to go to keep the Asylum going. Congratulations. If you follow the Handler to your right, he'll escort you to the next room where you will be given a barcode tattoo on the back of your neck."