Wasteland Rules: Die Fighting (The World After Book 4) Read Online Free

table. A rubber mouthpiece was shoved in his mouth and Tom felt a
doctor at his neck remove something. Within a few minutes he began to feel the
pain. It started as a few pinpricks, then it moved to thousands of stabbing
needles, and then it became a white hot flame that seemed to burn along the nerves
themselves. He screamed in agony as it reached a crescendo. He seemed to
dissociate from his body as the pain became overwhelming. White light started
to creep in from the edges of his vision and it wasn’t from the operating room
lights.
        Alarms began beeping on the equipment, and Tom
heard a doctor yell that they were losing him. That triggered something deep
inside him, in the primordial part of his brain. He began to claw his way to
reality, fighting the lights, focusing on his hatred for Storm and how much he
wanted to live just to spite the man. The alarms slowly subsided and he could
feel the pain begin to recede. It slowly faded to nothingness and he started to
relax, trying to regain his breathing.
       “That was just the beginning.” He heard the
faceless man murmur. “Now the true test begins.”
       New pain wracked Tom’s body. Adrenaline surged
throughout him and he flexed against the restraints, his body bending awkwardly
against them. He could literally feel the skin closing over and healing, and
nerves and blood vessels rebuilding themselves. Then the true pain hit him as
his bones themselves began to grow and stretch. He screamed as the pain touched
every inch of his body, inside and out.
       The pain was so intense he began to black out, but
Tom remained focused on his hate for Derek Storm and fought it back. The pain
lasted for what seemed like an eternity before it began to be replaced with a
sense of euphoria. Then he felt a sense of power and his body entered another
stage of the process. Muscles bulged as they grew to obscene proportions, some
in places he never had muscles before. The restraints snapped as he began to
metamorphose and his body grew suddenly at an alarming rate.
       Tom burst free with a bestial roar. The doctors
fled in terror, but one didn’t move fast enough and Tom grabbed him. In a fit
of rage he tore the man apart and flung his wrecked body to the side. He was
not sure why he was angry, but he was filled with uncontrolled rage. Panting
like an animal, Tom looked for more victims, his bloodlust not sated. Finding
no other victims he destroyed the operating room, smashing everything he could
find. Finally, his rage subsided and he began to become aware of his
surroundings.
       Spying his reflection in a metal tray, he moved in
for a closer look. What he saw startled him. His handsome features had been
replaced by bestial ones. He now had thick cheekbones and heavy brows. Fangs
poked out from beneath his newly thick lips. Thick black hair, like fur,
covered his head and parts of his face. His nose was much large and flattened
against his face. His skin was leathery and had a slight brown tinge. He looked
like a monster.
       “What did you do to me?” Tom growled.
       “I gave you what you wanted.” The faceless man said
from behind him. “I made you a killing machine capable of taking out Derek
Storm.”
       “I’m a monster.” Tom argued.
       “No. You are your true self.” The faceless man said
smoothly. “This is what has lurked inside you for your entire life. Now the
surface matches your personality.”
       Tom knew instinctively that what the man said was
true. And did it matter what he looked like? He now had the ability to finally
make Storm pay. He looked over his new body and flexed his muscles
appreciatively. His new body stood over seven feet tall and was thickly
muscled. His massive hands seemed capable of crushing anything. The thick cords
of muscles up his neck gave him a hulking and intimidating appearance. His new
appearance would strike terror into the hearts of any who saw him.
       “Tom is gone now.” The man