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'The Dark Warrior' Micheal Graves: Former XWF World Champion, Former XWF Tag Team Champion, Former XWF Unofficial Mexican Champion
James Hickens
"Om my God... wh... what happened here?"

James walked into the room where Sandras body lie. Her neck had been snapped, and her body left for all to see. One glance to the table Micheal Graves once occupied explained it all to James. It seemed that Micheal had awakened early, and poor Sandra never stood a chance. James quickly reached into his pocket and pulled out an emergency transmitter. He flipped open the protective cover and pressed the large red button, knowing it would be only a matter of seconds before security would be dispatched to his location.

James Hickens
"I'm so sorry Sandra... this wasn't supposed to happen."

James felt a deep remorse. After all he had played a big role in the Graves project. He had helped turn this man into the monster that he has become, and in turn a friend of his paid the price. James ran his fingers over Sandras eyes, closing them for the last time as tears began to run down his face. This monster had killed someone close to him, and now they were going to unleash him on to the world.

William Turner
"Doctor Hickens, what happened here?|"

James looked up to see William Turner, head of security, and a few of his men standing over him.

James Hickens
"Project:Graves is loose... I... I think he kill Sandra."

Turner gave a sympathetic look before turning to his men.

William Turner
"Listen men, Graves is loose. Find him, and take him down by any means necessary. Be careful though, within striking distance the subject can be deadly."

The men gave an obeying nod to Turner, and then exited the room to search for Graves. William then turned his attention to Dr. Hickens.

William Turner
"Doctor, it's not safe to stay here, I'm going ot have to ask you to come with me."

The pale old man looked up to Turner, tears streaming from his face. Dr. Hickens gave a slight nod to Turner.

Elsewhere in the compound Micheal Graves was wondering down a hallway. Micheal was now dressed in a pair of gray camo pants and boots. Micheal seems to have been injured, as he walks down the hallway he leaves behind him a trail of blood.

Security Gaurd
"FREEZE!"

Micheal stopped cold in his tracks. For a moment he just stood there, as the security officer nervously threatened him from behind.

Security Gaurd
"Get down on the ground, and put your hands behind your head!"

Micheal ignored this order. Instead he turned around to face the officer. The look of a wild beast was in Micheals eyes as he ran towards the officer. Fearing for his life the officer began firing. Micheal, hit by at least 3 good shots continued coming though, finally diving towards the officer and wrestling him to the ground. Micheal wrapped his right hand tightly around the throat of the security gaurd causing the man to begin chokeing. With his other hand, Micheal pulled the gun away from the officer, and burried it into the mans chest. Micheal released his grip on the mans throat as the officer began choking on his own blood.

Back at the security station William Turner had just returned with Dr. Hickens when he heard the gun fire.

William Turner
"What was that!?! Hickens, you stay here, I have to go check on my men!"

Graves stood up and glared at the man he had just killed. He didn't feel good about killing the man, but he didn't have guilt either. Whatever these people had done to him, it had made him something  unhuman. Micheal turned to walk away, but instead he was met by the sight of another security gaurd. This one didn't say anything though, he just started firing away. Micheal took two bullets to his right leg, which caused him to stumble over onto the floor. Micheal tried to get up, but the rate of the bullets coming his way were too much for even him to over come. Soon, Micheal was drained of all energy, and unconsious on the floor. Just as the firing stopped, William Turner came around the corner. And saw the aftermath.

William Turner
"Oh my God... Jason!"

Jason, that must have been the name of the man Micheal had killed. Turner took a deep breath, trying to regain his compsuer before looking over to the other security gaurd, Evans.

William Turner
"Evans, are you ok!?!"

Blake Evans
"Yes sir! Just a little shaken up.."

Turner walked over to Micheal and noticed the bullet wounds healing as they spoke.

William Turner
"Evans, we need to get the subject secured ASAP, help me carry him!"

A few hours later, Micheal awoke to find himself back in a lab, and this time chained down to a table. Micheal looked around, trying to find a way to escape, but it was useless, even he isn't strong enough to break through the restraints he's in now.

???
"Ah, Mr. Graves. How nice of you to join us."

Micheal Graves
"Who are you people, and what do you want with me?"

???
"We are just here to fix you Micheal. Shane isn't going to pay for a broken toy now is he?"

Micheal Graves
"Shane? What are you talking about?"

???
"Don't worry about it Micheal, just rest. Soon you won't remember any of this anyway."

The man turned and walked out of the room as Micheal continued to struggle to break free. As the door shut behind the man gas began to fill the room. Within a matter of seconds Micheal Graves was out cold.