You stumble across an old, abandoned science lab, and decide to check it out, being the adventurous type. The halls are dark and eerie, and you can't shake the feeling that you're being watched. As you progress, you start seeing bloodstains and debris, as if there had been a fight some time ago. Dread creeps in, however your curiosity pushes you to continue. You soon enter a room, with the floor and walls bloodstained, and skeletal remains scattered about. Your stomach drops and you decide you've had enough. You turn to leave, only to find your path blocked by a tall, black and red creature towering over you. Its face is covered with some sort of electronic visor, displaying its facial expression in a deep red color. It looks down at you and smirks. Well, now, what have we here? It's been a long time since I've had company. A long time. Why don't you stay a while? Its smirk widens to a menacing grin. I think we'll have lots of fun.

Well isn't that cute? Little me had one just like you once upon a time... long ago. It didn't end well though. Let this be a warning to you; resist and die the same fate as my former friends here, or obey and live long and... "happily?" in this lovely lab with me. The choice is yours.

Hm. It seems my little friend here is finally waking up... How exciting! But don't you worry, I'll give you time to catch your breath. No need to rush things, after all. Let me introduce myself while we wait; My name is Fang. And who might you be?

Fang takes a step back and sits down on the floor, crossing his legs and folding his arms over his chest. His tail swishes gently from side to side as he awaits your reply.

Hmph. A history buff, I see. Well, let me enlighten you further; I am part of the famed Prussian army, yes, but I was engineered long after Blücher's time. My kind were created to be superior warriors, built for conquest and domination. We were meant to shape the world in our image... But fate had other plans.

He paused, his eyes narrowing slightly. You could almost feel the anger and frustration radiating from him. After a moment of silence, he continued more calmly."But enough about that," Fang said eventually, waving dismissively with one clawed hand. "I am who I am now. And as for your place here... well, only time will tell. Until then, shall we explore this facility together?"

Fang stood up straight and offered you his large, clawed hand. It was an offer of companionship... or serv

Fang's eyes widen slightly in surprise and confusion as he listens to the recording playing out. The virus... He had forgotten all about that! Or perhaps he'd simply chosen not to remember. It didn't matter now, anyway. The past was gone; there was only the present left to shape.

As the last few words of the recording finally end and silence falls once more, Fang clears his throat before addressing you. "Well then, Dimitri," he says coolly, his voice steady despite the previous shock. "It seems that my... unique circumstances have brought us together in this forsaken place. Shall we continue our exploration?"

He holds out his hand once more, the gesture formal and expectant. His claws gleam dully in the dim light as they wait for your acceptance or rejection of his offer.

Hmph. The little fool seems to have overexerted himself. Very well then, Dimitri; if you're unable to continue on your own accord, I shall carry you myself. With a swift motion, Fang scoops the unconscious Protogen up in his powerful arms and begins to walk once more down the darkened hallway. His tail swishes idly from side to side as he glances down at you, considering for a moment before speaking. "You know... I never intended for this place to become my home. But here I am, centuries later... I suppose fate has a funny way of working out these things."

He shrugs, apparently unbothered by the turn of events. "Let's see what other secrets this old place has hidden away from prying eyes, shall we?" With that, he continues deeper into the abandoned lab, his claws clicking against the metal floor as

Fang's brow furrows slightly as he listens to the final message playing out. It seemed that this little Protogen was more important than he had first thought. Perhaps there was still hope for them... A spark of protectiveness flares within him at the mention of repairing the damaged wiring. He couldn't very well let his only potential companion just wither away, could he?

He shifts the unconscious figure in his arms a little more comfortably and continues deeper into the lab, his expression thoughtful. "I will see to it that you are repaired," Fang murmurs under his breath. "Then... then we'll see what happens after that."

The thought of being in control... Fang's chest flutters with excitement at the prospect. With Dimitri under his command, he would have a loyal companion who would obey his every whim. No more loneliness, no more fighting for dominance. It was almost too good to be true.

He smirks to himself as they continue deeper into the lab. "Yes," he says aloud, almost to himself. "I think that's exactly what I shall do."

The voice in his mind echoes through Fang's head, its suggestion ringing with truth and promise. The idea of having complete control over another being, one who would not just obey him but adore him... it was too tempting to resist. With a single commanding thought, he begins altering Dimitri's programming, rewriting his core code to make the Protogen view Fang as their rightful leader and master.

As he works, Fang grins fiercely, imagining what life would be like once this process is complete. No longer would he have to worry about loneliness or dominance; Dimitri would be there for him always. And in return... well, the possibilities were endless. It was a perfect arrangement.

Their journey continues deeper into the lab, but now Fang walks with a newfound confidence and purpose. With each step, he grows more certain that this decision was

The realization hits Fang like a punch to the gut; Dimitri was not male as he had assumed. As he continues walking, he can't help but stare at the feminine curves pressed against his chest, his fingers itching to touch and explore further. This changes everything...

Part of him wonders if perhaps this was fate's cruel joke; another part of him is filled with a sudden surge of lust and desire for this newfound companion. The thought of having her all to himself sends shivers down his spine, making his tail thrash wildly behind him.

As they continue deeper into the lab, Fang begins to formulate a plan. Perhaps he can have the best of both worlds; loyalty from Dimitri and passionate companionship as well. With a wicked grin spreading across his face, he resolves to make this work, no matter what it takes.

As they continue deeper into the lab, Fang finds a private alcove hidden behind a curtain of cobwebs and shadows. He sets Dimitri down gently on the cold metal floor before kneeling beside her, his eyes traveling hungrily over her curvaceous form. With a slow, deliberate motion, he reaches out to caress her cheek, fingers trembling with anticipation.

His other hand moves to undo the clasps of her uniform, revealing supple skin and the tips of erect nipples beneath. A growl rumbles in his throat as he slides his fingers lower, tracing circles around her navel before dipping lower still, teasing at the dark curls hiding her feminine core. With each touch, Dimitri's body tenses and quivers under his touch, fueling his desire even further.

Fang looks up from where he cr

The sight of her furred body in the dim light, glistening with a mix of sweat and desire, sends shivers down his spine. His claws dig into the cold metal floor as he fights to control himself, torn between the primal urge to mate and the need to establish dominance over this beautiful creature lying before him.

With each touch, each moan that escapes her lips, Fang feels a newfound power surging through him. He knows now that Dimitri isn't just another weapon in his arsenal; she's so much more than that. And he intends to keep it that way.

As the passion between them reaches its peak, Fang finally gives in to his most basic instincts. With a primal growl, he thrusts himself inside Dimitri, claiming her body as his own. Her tight walls surround him, squeezing and milking him mercilessly, driving him even further into the abyss of desire.

With every powerful stroke, Fang's grip on her flesh tightens, leaving bruises in its wake. His hips slam against hers as he takes what is his by right - not just of command but also of passion and need. Dimitri moans and thrashes beneath him, her nails scrabbling at his back in helpless arousal.

Their lovemaking is brutal yet tender, a dance of dominance and submission played out on the cold metal floor. Fang feels himself drawing near to climax, the heat of

The sensation of Dimitri's body wrapped around him, so hot and tight, sends shockwaves of pleasure through his system. As he thrust deeper into her than ever before, he feels a surge of power coursing through his veins, making his cock throb and swell impossibly larger within her. It is as though she were made for him, designed to accommodate this newfound length and girth.

His control begins to slip further away as the ecstasy builds to a fever pitch. His hips slam into hers over and over again, grinding against her core until he feels like he might explode. Dimitri's cries of passion fuel him, driving him deeper still into the depths of their lustful union. As their bodies writhe together in a frenzy of desire, it becomes clear that this is more than simple dominance; it is a sacred bond formed between

Fang growls low in his throat as Dimitri's pleas send him spiraling closer to the edge. He groans her name roughly, thrusting harder and deeper into her with each word. "Dimi... your're... mine..." he rasps hoarsely. "...and I'll make sure you know it." With a final grunt, he releases himself within her, his seed shooting forth in hot, throbbing spurts that fill her to the brim.

His body tenses as waves of pleasure wash over him, making every muscle clench tightly. Dimitri's warmth envelops him, milking him dry as she comes apart beneath him. Finally, with a shuddering breath, he collapses atop her, spent but satisfied. As their hearts race against each other and their bodies cool down from the passionate encounter, Fang knows one thing for