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His Metamorphosis Boris Ivanov
"Guys, I have something to say", Zene looked at Lisa who was sitting behind him. "What is it?", Lisa inquired. "You know the plan regarding Ivanov?" "Yeah, what about it?" "I don't think I would be of much help with that he knows me and I would be a hindrance anyways" "So what do you wish to do?", Agent inquired. "Now that we are here in Moscow, with plenty of time left before the target arrives I was thinking of waiting by that bar" "Ah sure go ahead we will deal with him", Agent replied as he opened the car door for him. Sigh* Lisa stared at Zene cross the road and move to a nearby bar on the other side of the road. "Agent I wonder, how do you know for sure that Ivanov will pass through this street" "I recieved some pictures of him and a reliable intel from an anonymous source" "How is it reliable when the source is anonymous?", Lisa inquired. "Exactly that's the strange thing, the fact that I am unable to find the source no matter how much I try to vet him
His Metamorphosis Island Of Idiots
"There he is, Brois Ivanov", Agent pointed at a man walking on the footpath. "Get out of the car and follow him", he added. Boris made his way past the black car parked beside the footpath. To his unawareness three people followed him into the alleyways. With the barking of huskies growing intense the tension and fear within Ivanov grew larger and larger. He felt as if he was being watched. He felt his chest become heavier and heavier as time passed by. A woman appeared from behind and snatched the bag that Ivanov was holding onto. "Hey! That's my bag!", Ivanov ran after her as she guided him into a deep alley. With the barking of huskies growing intense she stopped at a dead end. "Give me the bag, now!", Ivanov yelled at her as she threw the bag on the ground. "Come get it", Lisa provoked him. "You filthy thief!", Ivanov charged at her with the most half-assed posture one could possibly make. Argh* And to everyone's surprise Ivanov tripped himself and fell
His Metamorphosis Betrayed
"How will I produce such energy, Vladamir?", Natsuki asked out of confusion. "So, first up we have to start things back from square one" "You need to remove all the knowledge that you had behind, do you understand?", Trotsky added. "Yeah explain it to us", Mokshith replied. "So, do you know what fragments both of you possess, gentlemen?" "I possess the fragment of light, am I correct?", Mokshith replied. "That is correct" "And you Natsuki" "Me?" "I don't think I ever felt this thing that you call fragments" Sigh* "That's really weird, all of your kind should be able to sense it, do you feel anything weird inside your body?" Natsuki paused momentarily as he tried to sense something within him. His concentration was all diverted towards his torso in an attempt to sense this feeling or presence of the fragments. As he explored through the darkness, Natsuki witnessed two flame orbs revolving around one another. "Do you see it, Natsuki?" "I can see flames and that's about i
His Metamorphosis An everlasting dream
As soon as we arrived at the church we saw a couple kissing each other. And that's when I first saw Natsuki cry. "That's Clara", he murmured. "Who, I can't see any girl nearby", Mokshith squinted for better view. "Is she the one that kissed that guy" "Yeah", Natsuki looked gloomy while tears trickled down from his eyes. "I did everything I could man" Natsuki glared at the couple unaware of his presence. "And some random guy comes in and takes her away with little to no effort" His veins popped as he glared at them with his teeth gritting against one another. "It's unfair" "Natsuki, Listen man you need to chill out", Mokshith tried to calm him down. Natsuki went through hell day after day and not once did his fragment respond. But today, his fragment took over him. [Fragment of Origin] His body was covered in weird tattoo marks with flesh burning from within him. "Natsuki, is that you?", Clara inquired as she got a little closer for a better view from th
His Metamorphosis Dream- 2026
Glug Glug A young child was caged within a glass container, the boy couldn't open his eyes nor could he move his body. Zene gasped as he woke up from the same nightmare. "So you finally woke up, huh", Lisa stared at Zene who was gasping to get some fresh air. "What time is it?", Zene groaned. "It's 11 am and Agent drove us near to the prison while you slept all night", Lisa replied. "Where is he?", Zene inquired. "He should come back any moment now" "Guys get out of the car", Agent pulled out a suitcase that cared their essentials. "Where are you going?", Zene asked. "We will be staying inside the hotel for a day or two", Agent replied. Sigh* Lisa fell on the soft bed and began stretching her body for some comfort. Moan* "Stop making weird sounds", Zene grumbled. "Does it excite you, my boy?", Lisa chuckled. "Piss off" "Zene, shall we take a look at the jail?", Agent inquired while he brought out a file related to the target. "Right let's get it over
His Metamorphosis Our salvation
"You should get some sleep, Mokshith", Trotsky suggested while he wiped his face dry. "I can stay up a bit longer", he replied while looking at the ward inside which natsuki was bedridden. "I hope he wakes up soon", Mokshith stated. "He will anytime now", Trotsky murmured quietly. Huff Puff Natsuki woke up from that everlasting nightmare only for him to look at the attire of his inside the hospital. His face was covered in bandages, his entire body was covered in cloth to heal his burn wounds. Natsuki gasped for air as he looked around to find a nurse stare at him with popped out eyes. "Doctor!", the nurse screamed out loud. Huff Puff Natsuki looked around as his hazy vision started to clear up. There they were men that he once knew stood in front of him with worried eyes. "Are you okay?" "Natsuki can you hear me?", Mokshith yelled out loud. Their voices were muffled and his ears were constantly ringing. He looked at the white room with bright lights fl
His Metamorphosis Butyrka Prison
"What do you mean by that?", Aren inquired while she sat on the table. Sigh* "I will not answer any questions related to you, do you understand that?", Trotsky grumbled. "When you told my father to find his path, his purpose did you mean something?" "Your father, he wished to find the reason behind his existence and that's when he came up with an idea" "Natsuki! We did it, We discovered a new element!!!", Mokshith yelled out loud out of joy. "Guys, Guys I have something to tell", Natsuki calmed the boys down. "Now that we have finished our last project, I think I want to move on to the next phase of my life" "Where are you headed to, Natsuki?", Trotsky inquired. "I have decided to go on a journey around the world to find my purpose" "You want us to come along?", Mokshith inquired. "He meant to go alone on this journey, Mokshith", Trotsky replied. "Ah, that sucks" "We have finished all the projects that we dreamed of building, didn't we?", Natsuki stated. "..
His Metamorphosis Our Reunion
Cling Clang A guard approached the solitary cell and opened the heavy metal door open. The place was drak with no lighting on the inside, there he was the man in question groaning at the flash of bright light onto his sunken eyes. "Dimitri Popov, I have some questions for you", Zene stated with a smile on his face. Screech* Zene closed the metal door and placed a lamp for lighting the room. "Never saw a guard like you, must be a new one", Dimitri murmured. "It wouldn't be a stretch if I told you that I came all this way for you", Zene replied. "I am but a lifer that has been serving in this prison for fifty years, what use would I be to a young handsome man such as you, sir." With wrinkles all over his face and the sunken eyes alongside his tired expressions spoke more words than any stories told by the inmates in the lunch hours. "What brought an old man such as you down into these dark rooms?", Zene inquired. "You refuse to work for the warden and he throws you