Editing Lab Rat (section)

===Background===
Young Lab Rat was exposed to his sister's brutal serial killings. Unable to resolve this with otherwise 'perfect' behavior of his sister he started slipping into delinquency and borderline derangement. After a while, he confronted his sister, but it only made her more blatant and shameless about her murders, since he was too far gone to expose her and be believed. Eventually, his sister murdered his younger brother, presumably, resulting in Lab Rat's [[trigger]].<ref name=II10.y/>

Lab Rat was working in secret to develop his formulas, testing them on local homeless and on isolated individuals when the homeless ran out.<ref name="homeless">Lab Rat, conversely, had worked in secret, developing formulas that could transform people into monsters.  He had used formulas on the homeless, then when the local homeless ran out, started picking off individuals that were isolated, out for jogs in the early morning or new visitors to his town.  It wasn’t clear just what he was searching for, in developing the formulas.  What ''I'' found myself wondering was whether he’d been testing his work on his test subjects before using them on himself, or if it was the other way around. - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/08/20/ Excerpt] from [[Extinction 27.3]]</ref> He heavily contributed to the [[Parahuman Asylum]] population, since not every one of his victims was able to recover from experiments.<ref name="Asylum"/>

Despite his low-profile work he was able to reach the position of the second most wanted villain by [[2003]] and fought off [[PRT]] top teams thrice with moderate success. Eventually, he was caught mid-experiment and imprisoned.<ref>PRT’s second most wanted, 2003.  Seventh most wanted if counting international threats.  He’d fought the PRT’s headliner team three times.  One win, two draws- he’d lost both those times, technically, but he’d gotten away, and he counted that as a draw.<br/><br/>Then they’d caught him, found him mid-experiment.  He’d been a prisoner in a regular prison, until they’d grown lax.<br/><br/>Then the Birdcage.  Baumann Parahuman Containment Center.  Seven years of cameras and eyes watching his every move while he was contained.  He could imagine the fingers tapping on the glass.  Dragon handled the announcements, but he could imagine the other staff watching.  No one woman could do all of the watching.  A hundred eyes… - [https://www.parahumans.net/2018/12/11/interlude-10-y/ Excerpt] from [[Interlude 10.y II]]</ref> His workshop was sealed.<ref name="animal_shelter">Defiant looked at Lab Rat.  “Your old workshop is still there, sealed off.”<br/><br/>“No.  I’d be spending more time cleaning up than working, and the samples would be dead, if you haven’t tampered with them.  Something else.  A room in a hospital would work.  I can stay out of the way.”<br/><br/>“We’re not giving you access to humans,” Defiant answered, his voice hard.<br/><br/>Lab Rat frowned.  “Animal shelter?  With the animals still present?”<br/><br/>“Fine,” Defiant said.  “Thirty-seven minutes.  If you’re going to contribute, you should get started.  Door, please.  To an abandoned animal shelter on Bet.”<br/><br/>The door opened.<br/><br/>“Mm,” Lab Rat grunted.  “I’ll figure something out.”<br/><br/>Then he was gone. - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/08/22/extinction-27-4/ Excerpt] from [[Extinction 27.4]]</ref> Later, after regular prison proved to be unable to properly contain him, Lab Rat was transferred to the [[Birdcage]], where he became a cell-block leader and quite a moderating influence.<ref name="pacifier">He had no plans.  Or rather, he had a hundred.  He’d spent seven years thinking about what he would do when he had a chance, a real chance that didn’t use food byproducts and what he extracted when he performed procedures on his cell block inmates.  The mentally ill, the suffering.  Take from one, give to another, level out serotonin, reduce aggressive urges.  Now and then their parahuman overseer would get upset at him for building up too much of a collection, demanding he dump it.  Until then, he had some freedom.<br/><br/>
He kept a cell block of people quiet, when they were of types who had no reason to be quiet, and in exchange, they left him alone six days out of seven.  Another of the seven days was reserved for dealing with disputes and talking to other block leaders.- [https://www.parahumans.net/2018/12/11/interlude-10-y/ Excerpt] from [[Interlude 10.y II]]</ref>

Lab Rat's country of origin is unknown, but he swears in a language Taylor is unable to recognize.<ref name="death">Lab Rat, who had apparently realized the futility of trying to move, wasn’t running at all, but was rearing back, a device the size of a baseball in his hand.  He threw it, aiming to put it over the water.<br/><br/>Not enough.  Lab Rat wasn’t one of those prisoners who’d packed on muscle in prison.  The ball fell short, then started rolling slightly back towards him.<br/><br/>He swore in a language I didn’t know, started to run towards the object.  Too slow.  If he wasn’t going to make it over the edge and get to safety, he wasn’t going to reach the object.<br/><br/>My bugs hit the object as a mass, rolling it.  It tipped over the edge.  Lab Rat stopped.<br/><br/>The bugs around him caught one word.  “Angel.” - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/08/24/extinction-27-5/ Excerpt] from [[Extinction 27.5]]</ref>