It seemed, the more she learned of the team that had created the C.H.E.M.s serum, the more it seemed that they hadn't really had a clear idea of what they were doing. Truly putting the "mad" into mad science. On top of the hybridization project, codenamed MOREAU, there had been other attempts as well. Gamma radiation, cloning, and bio-mechanical grafts all had their wings, mostly failures. One area, deep in the bowels of the complex held promise. Project INFINITE.

Using [Insert complete technobabble], the scientists of INFINITE believed they could pull warriors, perhaps whole legions, out of their own respective universes and use them as a limitless army to conquer the world. The project was an utter failure of course. To the idiot scientists who thought that bombarding each other with radioactivity would make them unstoppable rage monsters. They were not her. And she was going to make this work.

Entering in the factors she wanted, she took a step back, admiring her work on taking that final step to fixing the machine. The candidates profiles lit up the screen before her. Her supply of C.H.E.M.s was ready, her dart gun at her side for when she needed it. All she needed to do was press the last button.

Press Start to begin?