Ah, he was awake now. His eyes searched the room and the doctor smiled, gazing down upon the multitude of monitors that captured every angle of his new subject. He was seeing something in this setup, as the doctor had hoped, and it was causing his heart to race. Every single bit of this experiment would be recorded, everything about it scrutinized later for further research. He had everything ready, everything perfect. Now it was time to bring the boy genius up to speed.
"You know who I am, Brainiac 5, just as you know why you are here," he said, one finger pressing down on the intercom button. The cold edge to his voice suddenly melted and it seemed as if the doctor was distracted as he began to speak again. It was unclear whether he was speaking to himself or to Brainiac 5, although his questions were most certainly directed at him. "Perhaps the better question is whether or not you are the right subject for this, hm
( ... )
It was oddly tempting to laugh at that, at the implied concern in the doctor's words. But if he started laughing, he wasn't sure if it might turn into crying, so Brainiac 5 clamped down hard on that impulse, pressing his lips together and concentrating on his breathing and the distant feeling of the thing the doctor had put under his skin
( ... )
"A little of both," the doctor replied, watching Brainy for any signs that his body was rejecting the hardware. A completely Coluan body would have been better, but then, if he'd been completely Coluan, the experiment would have been unnecessary. They would have done the reverse, actually. Pulling him apart to reverse engineer what made him tick was so much easier than creating from scratch. "The technology is very expensive and you are the most compatible host. It would mean the scrapping of the entire project and the loss of an important research tool if you were to die
( ... )
"And the last thing I'd want is to inconvenience you like that," Brainiac 5 managed dryly. He sincerely doubted that they were here to actually help him in any way - at best, their words meant that somehow this would benefit them while also giving him some minor benefits - but he could at least accept that the doctor didn't seem intent on killing him, accidentally or otherwise
( ... )
He was so glad Brainy understood. It would be such a pain to lose a subject after going through all this work. The others, they'd known quite quickly whether their bodies would take to the implants. They'd perished after the first was inserted. To insert all three only to have the subject turn to ash upon the wind
( ... )
Energy cannot be created or destroyed, only transformed. The same principle is true for information. It was one of the first, most basic lessons he'd learned on Colu, considered an underlying reason for why Coluans had decided to transition to inorganic forms all those years ago
( ... )
"Can't, can't, can't. What a negative way of thinking." One that had understandable and proven roots and reasons, but the doctor was never one to be daunted by such silly things as facts and past failures. Those could be overcome with more data and the right tweaking of the genetic code. He could force anything together if he knew the right sequence to splice or change or drop altogether
( ... )
"You know who I am, Brainiac 5, just as you know why you are here," he said, one finger pressing down on the intercom button. The cold edge to his voice suddenly melted and it seemed as if the doctor was distracted as he began to speak again. It was unclear whether he was speaking to himself or to Brainiac 5, although his questions were most certainly directed at him. "Perhaps the better question is whether or not you are the right subject for this, hm ( ... )
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