ZP: Mission 9 PrologueZ-Parasites Mission 9
Prologue: A situation to regret
----------------------------------------One month after the Christmas Ball-----------------------------------------------
“Hey Ganagan, I think you should have a look at this…”
Surrounded by the light of computer screens, a Hispanic man dressed in a fancy brown velvet suit adjusted his rectangular, golden-rimmed glasses. He leaned forward and scratched his chin as he observed the surveillance recordings before letting out an audible sigh. From the looks of it, a large convoy of government cars and trucks were driving on the road leading to his residence, heading straight towards him.
“Let’s follow the usual protocol. Close down everything and arrange for a nice, polite welcome. We’re used to this by now, so there’s no need to panic. We got two hours on our hands.”
A nervous cough followed.
“Umm, sir? They manag
ZP: vs Caracal
Silence lingered in that abandoned part of the city, the only thing disturbing the usual inertia in that place was the movement of the ex-Tamed. In a simple disguise, with his inner nose and ears transformed, essential oils over his body to mask his scent. Emmett made sure not to let his guard down for a moment, analyzing each sound and scent reaching him. It had already been a while, now the Harmony member was done with his business outside, he needed to return to the base as fast as possible. He couldn't help but feel a bit vulnerable, no matter how careful he was.
"Emmett, run." His parasite warned. "There's an infected following us."
The host got a chill down his spine, he shifted to his symbiote form and sprinted before his clothes could get completely absorbed into his storage belt. Now with his senses at full function, the rebel could hear his pursuer's steps getting closer and clos
The inseparable bondThe inseparable bond
Loud thuds are heard as my knuckles thump against the rough and heavy punching bag before me. The mission is starting in just a few minutes yet I find myself completely unable to pull myself out of the training hall. Is it fear? Will to grow stronger? A mix of both? I have no idea, but I do not plan to find out. I try to walk away, but the feeling of fists hitting leather is satisfying, intoxicating even. It was then I heard sound coming from behind, followed by a firm hand grasping my shoulder before pulling me back in a rather rough manner.
“Hey Millard, for how long were you planning to rot away here man? Dude, we’re going to miss it if you don’t hurry up. Hadrea’s gonna have our heads if we wait any longer.”
I look up. It was Harry. Dressed in his usual red shirt and yellow trunks, the black-haired man looked at me with a tiny smile. Ever since
The fires of courage are started with a spark of courage. |
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Order of the HatAs a member of the Hat, we solemnly swear,
To not do harm, or give the children of the world nightmares.
We shall play and have fun so children can hear,
Our laughter and jokes, and to let out a tear.
We bring joy to every child's home.
We shall send back the evil feelings of boredom and sorrow.
These feelings will not settle there and will continue to roam.
In addition, if you are luckily we shall come back for fun Tomorrow.
After the pledge was said, the members of the hat went back to Their homes.
However, without them knowing, watching quite carefully a Creature quite small.
The creature was quietly hiding in the far wall.
When all was gone, he jumped to the middle of the floor and made Some slight groans.
"I'm the Spidrat", said the creature, as he licked his fur.
"Welcome to the tour of the Hat, I shall be your tour guide," said the Spidrat.
Everyone excitedly waited for the tour to concur,
And when the Spidrat was ready, he walked off the mat.
Their first stop was at the Goat in
Wolf's Bane - Act 1It was a quiet piece of blacktop in the middle of a densely wooded area somewhere just within the town limits of Samhein. The sun was trying to break free from the heavy foliage of the area, but having a tough time doing so early this morning. As the sun was rising, small specks of light beamed their way down towards the pavement below, creating a strange, unnatural world as light and darkness blended together in a world of natural and unnatural. Several broken branches laid over the yellow line dividing the road in two, their leaves broken off and smashed flat down as they found a place to rest. A couple sounds of the forest could be heard off in the distance if one would listen carefully: the chirps of a few crickets, the final hoots of an owl before calling it a day, the small traces of a babbling brook that runs its way through the forest. But soon enough, another more mechanical sound began to break up the peaceful serenity of the scene. It was the sound coming from a large red, w