His growing eyes scanned the route to the testing room to record the way into his servers. Meanwhile his software conducted a private analysis of the new interns. They stood by the entrance room to the monster. The camera recording their heights, providing a reading of their heart beat, and quickly displaying their file for NX-1 to read on their resumes and work schedules. He noted that neither of the two interns were relevant to his mission. He approached stoically returning to his original programming.

The young men turned their heads in surprise when the android stood near them.
"Whoa. You're an NX-1," one of them said with wide eyes. His mouth opened in confusion, he turned to his coworker. "I thought they usually work for black market clients."
The other friend punched him in his gut, "Are you entering Experiment Six's room?"
Ignoring the intern coughing and glaring at his friend, NX-1 closed the files.
"Yes, I am. Could you tell me how the previous interactions went?" NX-1 replied.
"Fucking scary- I felt I was about to see it transform into that monster thing. I could see a spike start to come out" the blonde guy grimace. The android blinked noticing the intern had called the subject by her pronoun. He smiled hearing the intern while the intern stared at him with confusion, the android began to walk past them hopefully. His servers recorded his steps forward. The heavy metal doors opening to the lit room; the white walls blinding his receptors as the code and brightness readjusted automatically. The starling blue hue to his eyes glowed past his long eyelashes.
"Are you sure you going to come back, NX-1?" the intern asked in awe as he watched the human-like droid look his way. With an arched and sculpted nose and pouty lips, the android sent the nervous male into a daze. The blue hue to his eyes were the intern's reminder, the man in front of him was one hundred percent machine.
"Would you like an estimate on the rate of success for this task?" the android stated before stepping through the short passage way into the isolation room. The interns watched in nervousness. The blonde's voice spoke through the channel on his main channel, "Sure, what percentage is it?"

The android's smile fell when the passageway merged into the white room and his subject laid on the wall on the other side of the room.
He waited a moment, his servers looking in the direction of the window. Doctor Catherine stood there; observing.

"Twelve percent success" he stated.
In the silence, no information flowed into him. A lost space in this building. An android could only rely on the information file given to him. The subject laid with her body curled into the wall. A black skin tight suit over her body; a technically advanced fiber covering her human skin from the cold air vents. When the last reinforced door open, the subject's foot twitched. The android's heavy shoes clicked on the metal floors; exposing him before he could be anything to conceal himself. The subject must've sensed his gaze; her body lifting from her wall. Her movements sluggish while she huffed, her chest rising and falling while her hair fell on one side of her face. His video feed played quickly through the recording of her initial capture. Searching for any tricks in her human behavior to indicate danger, he didn't search fast enough. A sudden weight landed on his chest; his scanner detecting the subject's body, his body signalling damage on his chest plate when his back slid on the ground.
Subject six loomed feet away with an annoyed expression. Her stance protective of her new home; her heart pumping in her ears in anger. Her growls sneaking out of her lips. They were gradually growing as the skin suit seemed to be resisting more against her skin.

Doctor Catherine continued to watch bemused. Her red nails tapping the window while her eyes trailed the android before Subject Six stomped the area he sat. The ground gave in with debris flying and hitting the walls. NX-1's scanners quickly glowed blue when her movements began to match the video. With a punch coming down to his face, his hand gave the edge of her suit. The fibers interacted with his code quickly morphing and becoming heavier. Six stepped away from his hand, the weight pulling her closer when she growled in frustration.

The suit's new setting spread rapidly through her body until she was dragged down to the floor. Her breathing was erratic; a heaving pant that fuelled her anger even more. Her back arched as she growled at the floor. Her eyes not looking the android's way. His steps calculating her movement right when she hissed at him. Her eyes blackening as the pupil expanded and the veins on the side of her face pushed her fangs out. The darkening of her nose began to morph her face into her animalistic side right before him. His blue eyes scanned outward, the software touching her face before she hissed at him once more.
He shook his face before grabbing her neck without warning.

"NX-1 disengage!" Hogan commanded through the intercom. There was a moment of silence and befuddlement when NX-1 had the girl's throat in his hand and stared into her eyes.

"Permission to speak" NX-1 responded. From the monitors his grip was firmly on the monster's neck, her claws surfacing and scratching at his grip. Eyes full of havoc while she stared up at NX-1 from her kneeling position. Her legs falling to the ground to try and kick him.

"NX-1 disengage now."

"I must decline Joana. I am here to successfully communicate with experiment 6" the android spoke slowly. His voice seemed soothing and relaxed for the situation his program registered.

"Disengage now NX-1"

"Six will attack if I do not introduce myself properly. I am here to succeed this project," the android responded. A flash of assurance ensured NX-1 when he felt the scratch become distracted as the girl's eyes dilated in curiosity.

With the silence following the intercom, he shut off communication with the observation room and paid complete attention to subject six. If he ran his hand closely to her nose for her to approve of him, he predicted seventy percent success. He reasoned if he loosened at all, his success will lower to forty.

His sensor touched and registered the grime on her skin the moment he touched her. His eyes secretly scanning her body for ailments and injuries.

"What a good girl, Six" he softly whispered when she abruptly used a strong amount of force to release her throat. His hand remained at her neck.

"I am NX-1" her eyes stared at his glowing eyes blankly. Her brain sparked with rays of electricity moving to her ears and nose. She was smelling him willingly. In response to this knowledge, he brought his gripping hand from her neck to her mouth up to her nose.

She relented with a soft growl, her nails digging into his arm when the blue blood made her eyes go to it.

"I am your personal interpreter Six" he began again. Steadily whispering while his sensors could hear the footsteps nearing the vault.

"We will be seeing each other very soon."

Her eyes went to his in response. The deep brown round eyes reflecting his electric sparks through them. In the silence, he could hear the men about to rip lock off the vault. Their blue outlines through the metal vault, his scanners quickly gave him their names, age and height. His mannerisms seemed to be representing him to be dominating around her. Information following through his cybernetic processor about survival behaviors and animalistic mannerisms within the animal animal kingdom many that this girl had adopted. He knew what she was planning to do the moment the clanking of the vault began, her teeth sunk down into his wrist before growling at him.

The officials paused at the sight.

NX-1 watched the blue blood ooze from his extended hand before his other ejected a syringe into her upper arm. With a gasp she stared at him with her teeth latched onto his hand, her body not showing signs of drowsiness.

"NZ-1 put experiment six down" the official clicked their guns to Six. His eyes looked over to them wordlessly before her teeth released their hold on his hand and her legs gave out.

With the syringe in hand, he lifted it to the officials, "By my calculations, the doctor will be needing this" his sensors monitored the distasteful look on the officials before they nodded their heads.

Benjamin Sanchez was the first to look to the girl now asleep on the floor.

"The doctor will like to see the sample NX-1" he sighed irritatedly. They walk automatically the way they came. NX-1 heavy parts clicking against the vaults flooring until the gates shut closed.