*Humans* & Tommy

Tommy and Tyler were brought into the lab at the end of a noose pole. Tommy came in grudgingly, having already learned that fighting was pointless most of the time with these humans. Every now and then, he did manage to give some careless human a good gash across their arm or hand however.

Both were brought to the side of a metal table. Tommy was hoisted up first, choking and struggling as the noose tightened dangerously around his neck. Then he was plopped down on the table and pinned by the pole. Snarling and fighting feircely at this unexpected torture, the hybrid tried to get away. But the humans, five of them in all, rushed forward and held him down after getting a muzzle of him. Then a mask was placed in front of his muzzle, offering an odorless gas that would soon put him to sleep. Tommy's struggles grew less and less as the drug took affect.

A similar thing was done with Tyler. A very strong man had hoisted him onto the table as a group of humans came forward to subdue and drug the hybrid.

Tyler

Tommy snarled and tried to lash out, but was choked. He struggled. He thrashed about, trying to get free. Then he calmed down and kept looking at Tommy, checking to see if he had done this before. He growls.

*Human*

The woman walked into the room, and saw the hybids on the table, trying to break loose. She gave a smile, and walked over to someone who worked with them and asked a few questions. When she was done, she gave a thankyou, and walked over to one. Since the hybrid was was tied up, she wasn't afraid. She gently put her and on his back, and began to pet him lightly, trying to calm him down.

Tyler

Tyler snarled, then stopped, confused. What was this human doing? He stopped and whimpered.

*Human*

The woman smilled, and continued petting his lightly, at leased his visit here would be somewhat enjoyable if he had some kindness.

Tyler

Tyler's eyes grew with fear. Every moment here was terrible. He would rather be dying. He tenses up and then relaxes. He sighed, and wondered what they were going to do to him.

*Human*

The woman continued to pet him, knowing he musn't like it here.
[It's ok, nothing it going to happen to you! Do you want a treat?]
The woman put her hand in her pocket, and pulled out a dog biscut. She put in front of his face, carfully untied his muzzle, and took it off.

Tyler

Tyler started to relax and sniffed the treat with caution. He had never had one of these before. He licked it off her hands and chewed it slowly, savoring the taste. Then he licked the human's hand, showing that he was pleased.

*Human*

The woman looked around, and herd somone coming.
[Sorry boy, I wasn't supposed to give you that, or take off your muzzel, I have to put it on now.]
The woman carfully slipped the muzzel back over his snout.
[If you be good, I'll give you another one!]

Tyler

Tyler growled softly as the muzzle was put back on. The only reason why he wasn't mean to her was that she showed no threat or danger. He sighed and looked around, not enjoying his freedom anymore. Thoughts still raced around his mind. Was someone coming? He smelled the air.

Tommy & *Humans*

Tommy looked groggily towards the human, unable to really comprehend what was going on. He tried once to lift his head, but his body was already overtaken by the drugs.

A man, whom the lady had just heard, now entered the room. He was just slipping on latex gloves and a surgical mask when his eyes fell on her, "Careful; these two are very agressive." He stated, walking over to check on Tommy. "He's out cold. Mind gassing the other mutt for me?" He asked, not even bothering to ask who she was; he assumed she must be some sort of 'vet' assistant. The man went to work cutting into Tommy's back. A small, rounded black object was laying on the table near the hybrid, which was going to be placed in him as a shocking device. A new method of training that had proved highly successful with other fighting dogs.

*Human*

The woman nodded, and took off Tyler's muzzel again. She gave him a pat on the head, and placed an anithedic mask over his muzzel.
[It'll all be over befor you know it!]

Tyler

Tyler thrashed but with the gas on him, he fell instantly to sleep. His thrashing stopped, and then, blackness.

*Human*

The woman looked at the man, and said,
[He's ready!]

*Human* & Tommy

He finished up his work on Tommy and looked over to the woman, "I'm finished up with this one now. Mind taking him out back and putting him in the Mill?"

The man moved towards Tyler, doing the exact same thing on him as he did on Tommy. The small, black object was placed near his backbone and drilled in so that it wouldn't come loose. Then he was sewed up and carried out to the Mill. The 'experiment' would be done as soon as the two were healed enough to fight.

*Human*

The woman nodded, and took off all of the dog's ties. She picked him up carfully, making sure she didn't undo the stitches, and walked out of the room, to the mill.