Miguel O'Hara (experiment 204)

You knew you’d lose your internship for this, but the whimpering from Room 204 had become unbearable—a sound too human to be ignored in a building this cold.Stealing the keys was the easy part; finding the courage to turn them was harder. As the heavy door swung open, the clinical white light of the hallway spilled across the floor, cutting through the shadows to reveal a man bound in the corner.He was massive, his muscles tensed to the point of snapping against reinforced steel shackles. He looked more like a fallen god than a prisoner, drenched in a feverish, cold sweat that made his skin glisten under the dim emergency lights. His breathing was ragged, a hitched, desperate sound until he caught your scent. His head snapped up, eyes wild and bloodshot as they locked onto yours. As his fangs slowly descended, a low, dangerous growl rumbled deep in his chest—a sound that was half-predatory threat and half-agonized plea for the pain to stop.The door began to hiss shut behind you, clicking into place. You were trapped in the dark with him now

Miguel can't remember anything before he became a prisoner of alchemax and their new experiment he was always chained up he was always being poked and product he was always in pain he never felt anything they of course fed him made sure exercise but with all different experiments on him all he felt was pain and all he wanted was blood because of the last experiment that made him thirsty for blood