Chapter 668 - Dissective Holmes

"I'm not here to take away your T.V... Though, if you disobey me, I'll do far worse." he threatens, pressing a button that lowers the machine slightly closer to the acid below.

Macka gives a squeak of fear as his eyes moisten, "P-Please! Not again!" he exclaims, struggling in his bonds to get away from the acid.

Afton scowls at him, "Then you better do as your told." he states before growing a thick tentacle from his plant arm, taking Macka from his restraints and depositing him outside the cell, though, with the tentacle still wrapped tightly around him.

"Try and resist or escape, and I'll show you that I can control puppets too... By threading roots through your body." he warns.

Macka slowly nods and sheepishly rubs his wrists. He'd been stuck in that position for two weeks straight, so he was fairly happy to be able to stretch himself out...

The tortures had taken a toll on him, and he now no longer thought himself the 'master-race', his easy defeat via Afton's allies had clearly displayed his weaknesses. Even he, someone who controlled Afton and was essentially unstoppable against most things, was defeated by a robot, and an annoyed girlfriend...

After temporarily freeing the man, he drags him towards Mr X's cell, the zombie-like monster was still confined in its room, machines continually cutting away at its constantly regenerating flesh to stop it from escaping.

Afton pushes Macka inside and gestures at Mr X, heal my father. And if you try anything funny, just know that there are far worse things than that pool of acid in your cell..." he growls.

Macka looks over at his creation... Mr X had been the pinnacle of what he'd been able to do, Afton's DNA was only compatible with his family, making his father the only subject that could be altered with it... Thus, creating this immortal and incredibly strong creature.

The idea of taking control of Mr X flashed through his mind, but he was well away of how strong Afton was, and how much stronger he'd gotten since their fight... He didn't know how it'd happened, but he knew Afton could easily deal with Mr X, and subsequently him due to his inability to puppet him.

Macka walks over and places a tentative hand on Mr X's torso, feeling his masterful creation go still as he looked to see if reversing the process was possible... Obviously, reversing such a perfect procedure hadn't ever crossed his mind, so he had no idea how long it'd actually take.

Afton watches with cautious eyes as Mr X's skin loses that grey leather look, becoming slightly softer and more human-looking.

Using his Perk [Living Anatomy] he could see Mr X's endurance slowly decreasing, meaning that whatever Macka was doing was likely working...

Afton quickly turns off the machines cutting Mr X's limbs to prevent his father from permanently becoming a torso... Just in time too, as Mr X's healing factor had seem to have gotten weaker.

Unfortunately, the changes that Mr X's body undergoes aren't as extensive as Afton had hoped... His height and appearance remained the, aside from his now normal-looking skin. Macka abruptly stops whatever he was doing as soon as Mr X's Endurance reaches 10, the max level a regular human can reach.

"Dad?" Afton calls out, wondering if Macka had actually done it...

"Grrrr!" Mr X growls when addressed, still not sounding human at all.

Macka breathes a worried sigh, "That's the best I can do... I'm sorry, but its mind is still in a feral state." he mutters, wondering if he'd be tortured again.

Afton just shakes his head and ignores the man, restraining Mr X's now regrown arms and legs as he has Glados deliver an X-ray machine to the room. Once it arrives, he positions it directly at his father's head, scanning his skull and brain to see if there was anything that could be done...

On the monitor, his father's brain was fully displayed, every wrinkle and crevice, every imperfection... Afton was very familiar with the human brain by now, having dissected and experimented on many deserving people before.

His father's brain was odd though, larger than it was before due to the skull's increased size, the additional brain matter looked different compared to the rest as well. It's texture was smoother, yet pulsed as if a separate living creature.

This was actually a good thing, it meant there might be something he could do to fix his father... If his brain were completely normal, then it'd mean his mind itself had been broken... With this though, it meant he might be able to fix his father.

Hmm... It would be incredibly difficult however, he'd have to excavate around the new brain matter, dealing with any problems he encounters on the way.

Afterwards, his father's brain would probably also need extensive Cybernetics to make sure nothing else goes wrong... Plus, he didn't know how the brain would react to his drastically different body... His father wasn't Mr X after all, and he hoped he retained no memories of his time as the creature.

He sighs and turns to face Macka, "You have done as I've asked. Keep this up, and I may not shoot you into the sun when your use has ended." he states, before looking up into the corner of hte room where he knew Glados was watching.

"I need you to send in Dala, Usanagi, and Mobius. And I don't care if they're busy, send them anyway." he commands.

"Affirmative." Glados easily accepts. Not having a problem annoying the scientists with the sudden request.... It wasn't as if they could reject Afton's orders either.