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“What are these grotesque creatures, Stockman!?” Oroku Saki growled from his throne.
“Before you dismiss these things, allow me to explain their use.” Stockman replied eagerly from his wheelchair.
Oroku Saki just snarled in disgust. The so-called project Stockman was creating for the last four months was Worms; Large, wriggling, slimy worms with pointed heads and a metal like band at the base. The pointed head would open up like a flower but its mouth was just as hideous looking with a long tongue that would writhe around in its enclosure pod.
“These creatures. These worms are capable of entering a host and connecting itself to the host's brain stem and forcing them to bend to their will. I modified them with control modules so whatever they want is in accordance with whoever is in control of the command center. What we want is what the worms want and the host will do as it's told.” Stockman explained, “The Brain Worms are what I wish to call them.”
Saki took some time to process the information. So these ugly things can control a person or several persons. Not a bad idea in the grand scheme of things. This would make getting dirty work done far more efficiently and ensure absolute loyalty. You can't betray someone if they own your mind, body, and soul.
“Do these…things work?” He questioned, folding his hands.
“In theory, yes. They've been tested on several livestock animals and have shown to be quite malleable to commands…but I have not tried it on humans yet…” Stockman admitted, “So I would like to request a trial run.”
“You don't need me for this!” Saki bellowed.
Stockman had access to human test subjects. Plenty of them.
“I…actually, Master Shredder…I have a proposal for you and it requires your expertise you see.” Stockman started slowly, “You might find it quite enticing when it involves your greatest enemies, Master.”
Saki raised an eyebrow to this point.
“Go on…”
Stockman cleared his throat before giving another long winded speech.
“I would like to test these worms on the turtles, Master Shredder. Imagine it: Turning them into your puppets if these worms work on them!”
“....And what if they don't?” Saki questioned sternly.
“The worms would only remove themselves if the host was either dying or already dead, Master Shredder. They will not want to leave their new toy…and if they do end up not serving then well…no hard feelings.” Stockman replied as he shrugged his shoulders.
Saki did indeed like this proposal. The thought of having Leonardo in particular under his control greatly pleased him. He turned to one of his foot ninjas near him.
“Assemble my best men to capture the turtles alive and take a special interest in the one called Leonardo.” Saki ordered.
The ninja left swiftly to deliver the orders. Saki then refocused his attention on Stockman.
“Prepare your lab, Stockman. Your test subjects will be arriving soon.”