"Now, it's personal." His forearm extended as an octopus's tentacle but his fist was intact but blue and orange and he he punched him towards the shoreline and Cancer pulled up when the hermit crabs crawled all over him in hundreds folds. "Ah!" Their pincers clicked voraciously. The army of hermit crabs clinched on Cancer's body and he yelped as his pain scale escalated from 'moderate' to 'worst pain possible', even though he could blow up any living organism into smithereens, he was in no condition to do it. He was getting buried in myriads of crabs and his first instinct was to dunk himself inside the water. Maks turned on the other assassins, he actually called for backup and he was absolutely rabid like a cornered rat, they came at him in tens, he chucked a head off his body, his hand turned orange and blue and he clutched another's arm paralyzing him with his poison dart frog toxins. The next tried to stab him with a katana, he grabbed the end and swatted the butt on against h

Maks kept up with her, and she grinned. As they hiked to the river. "Why is Meg being probed?""That was over hours ago and Rex can't talk." "You two poisoned Rex Rodriguez?" She poked."It was an accident." He said. "Meg would never do that...unless of course, she knew and just forgot." Watching the river currents. The med park was scanty. "Artemis found her lip balm and put it on her lip. "You could use this." "No thanks." He muffled when she swabbed his chapped lips. He thought this was the equivalent of being judo-flipped. "What are we looking for?" "Nothing, I just presumed you should go out more." She said while screwing the cover shut. "We're going to have karaoke.""You mean karate?" He was stiff-necked now.Artemis laughed. "You're so funny, man." "I left my homework because of you." He said. She stared at Maks as though he were talking gibberish. She fiddled with her swiss army knife. She wore a jean jacket, a green tube dress, and red baseball boots."Okay, let

"It's April the 5th." Maks let out. She blinked when he turned on the lights.Artemis noticed that he was being a bit too harsh. Sometimes, he was a bit too judgemental."April? I was here since 30th March.""What's your name?" Maks said."It's Harriett." She said weakly. They found a safer spot, although not big enough but safer to rest in, away from the bacterial filled water, frankly, the walls looked like they had oil spilled on them, they would continue their journey later. If only there was a way out and if only they could ration their meals. He was worried about his classes, his gig that he was going to miss. All because she was dragging him to do things that he wouldn't originally do on his own on a regular basis. She would be disappointed if she found out that he was just living off her and she wouldn't stop dragging him until god knows when as Harriet would put it. He wasn't in touch with his emotions, because they wouldn't solve anything. Even if Meg prodded him to talk a

They drifted and he rubbed his arms, they felt as though they were going to fall off. Artemis looked back at what she would call Jiang Shi island, (Z*mbie island was already taken.) They were helped by a few people who had a motorized boat. Harriet was unconscious and handled by healthcare professionals. They were hospitalized and he had his shoulders disinfected. ... The authorities had a lot of questions about their whereabouts and the events that took place. Artemis came up with a lot of stories about mountain lions, and the flood, however, Harriett was skeptical about telling them about the Jiang Shi and she went with it. The school heard about their ordeal, the island was closed down for good. But he reckoned there would be some daredevils besides him trying to get on what this was all about. The assistant coach was missing and his body was never recovered. Maks felt small against the official proprietor of Griffin University, Mister Gael Griffith with well-combed grey ha

[Cyanide poisoning?] He thought. The aerosol can make sense, the culprit must have thought a blunt fork would not do the trick. It took less than thirty minutes to kill a human being with that. The CSI agent spoke to the cops who lingered to take heed. Maks stayed in the background afraid to put one foot in. At least he knew the cause of his death. He got closer and the cleaner in a blue boiler suit whistled swabbing the cleaning solution off his cart. His eyes closed in on the aerosol can in the cart's compartment.Meanwhile, the students were not allowed to roam at the school quarters past eight pm at night. He thought about Francis waiting at home and the cleaner, he had to resign from his little stakeout before 8 pm. He flapped home and the cleaner went upstairs to check on the halls. The students were asked a few questions if they heard any sign of struggle before his demise. The fellows looked unnerved. When the cops asked who the last person to visit Jason was, (with a gua