Mister Gunderson glanced at him and he fooled around reading posters and walked past him. "Morning sir.""It's afternoon." He said. "It was a military greeting but good to know." He retorted and pursed his lips leaving."Anderson." Mister Gunderson watched the bee beelining toward him and onwards. "I'd be careful if I were you."...He hobbled along after that, it was his last shift for the week. The sun was setting and gardeners worked on the shrub hedges, cutting out the flowers and one of the staff stopped a kid from snatching apples from a tree. He stretched after a hard day's work, staring at the remainder of bees stalking, he took slow deep breaths, Mister Gunderson was acting a little stranger than he was before. Drifting past them, he glanced up at the sky and saw a thick black smog moving in one specific direction, which was toward him. He took cover and his system closed in on them, calculating. [ Africanized honey bees: known for their aggressive nature, though few death
Maks zipped out and picked up running. They mimicked his speed running too, he overlooked how creepy it was to be fighting himself and he nudged them off his side counting, enraged that he was getting multi-maimed, the road stretched out in front of him, he didn't have to outrun them.[...19...20...21...] If he was able to make the clones burn out then he just might slow them down before they could do any more damage. He got a sense of his environment, he reached a sunny boulevard of trees, blue sky and clean apartment buildings with brick red bases, he braced himself before 23 and he leapt up to a tree. The copies slid past him uncontrollably surpassing 23 seconds and they died of exhaustion. He stayed aloft with a raven's aura on him. He held on to a branch. The flight of the raven felt more like antigrav than flight, he had no wings but all the same, he turned himself over and latched on to a thick branch and pulled himself down, he touched his shoulder, huffing and watched them
And the oppressive sun. The trees wafted the hot breeze. There were no promises of fall this August."Nothing as bad as you in Bermuda shorts." Victor snorted and rolled his eyes grinning."I'm going to go change." He said and trudged to one of the large stalls and disappeared. He bit his lip. "Me too." He said grinning. The adults were keeping company with the kids in the paramecium pool. Victor shoved a tuft of sand. The grass looked scanty and dry. Teen slid on a mat covered in oil and they tried to beat each other's speed record. He cleared while one sailed into a tree groaning. He wondered where Maks went. He stayed by a pine tree with a fibrous rope around it and sloped."Boo!" He appeared with his human face, the body of a squirrel and cute antlers.Victor fell over and his expression dulled while he chuckled. "Too much?" He said. Victor sighed. "Nice try, but I refuse to be terrorized by one wittle creature." He gave him one affectionate chuck under the chin. "Touch me l
Polymorph touched his face and ran over to the distance he split up ten times over. Each with elemental and sub-elemental powers. He wouldn't get lazy. "I need more." Reyna, their leader with firepower bounded in shooting projectiles at them. He escaped and she rushed over to where Streak lay. Her eye watered at the bloodstain on her stomach. "Why does this always happen to me?" She said in a strained voice.Her chest heaved. "You're a soldier, it's what you signed up for...Artemis, don't do anything rash."Her lips thinned. "They're gonna get to P.A.S.S. Who knows how many people he's cloned.""We'll figure this out." The other lookalike Huli jing, the youngest in the group lurched after him, drawing water. They made simultaneous hand motions and the waves swerved and caught them in a sphere. Polymorph struggled in the current. The first clenched her fists and the water toughened up like cement. "Any time now." She said to the second who lifted them off the ground. He grew gills
The awakeners stepped away while the glitchy ones came after them. "Enough already." The impatient one said and they paused. "We can't fight back.""More for us." Martha said with brown tails. Maya held up gallons of river water by her side. "It's those little demons again.""We just met." They flinched while the water drilled past them to the polymorphs. The awakeners fought back and a guy conjured pieces of metal and turned the sharp edges firing into several of them."Don't let them touch you." Maya said."Screw this!" He conjured destructive power and they went out of him like razor-sharp rings. Beheading others.... Maks detected the hunks of flesh moving amidst the crowd splitting, he witnessed two of them replicate a melee fighter and he shot at them before they shuffled, they roared and slid on the grass smoking up to nothingness. He nocked two arrows and shot at the gooey creatures. He found a blind spot where the girls used to sit."Huh?"He paused when he saw a co
"Yeah, me too." Artemis said. They had little time left before they would become goddesses and their tasks would be over soon."That's good." She added. ... He could not overlook the minor patients that were making a lot of commotion at the ward, he would have to be patient, he read to a bunch of three year olds. The others jumped over beds, fought on chairs with rubber tubes like pirates and they made snappy comebacks, trying to suppress each other, he wondered where they were getting all that energy from. The nurse opened the door and fumed at them."As much as I'd prefer you bubbly little bugs, right about now but do you mind!?" She looked around when they paid no heed."QUIET!""You're no fun." One of them said and they giggled at him.Her lip pursed. "And get to bed, it's almost time for your siesta. If you want to get stronger, you kids may as well sleep right so your conditions don't get worse." They muttered their protests retiring from their squabble and Maks chuckled."T
Galaxy studios. They said the owner gained a reputation when he took larger space and took students into his studio. It was a reminder of his roots, he was pleased to be putting up with more of them."You know, I'm glad I listened to my dad for once and went to college." Erin chuckled while they shuffled through the halls. They ogled at the images of musicians that they endorsed on the columns and walls. Irma folded her arms. Mark Stone appeared with the other two. The girls squealed unable to hold in their excitement. Irma held her hands together flustered while they flocked them."Not exactly as impressive as they look on the cover but who cares?" Lucy said. "Pleased to meet y'all." Erin shook their hands."You guys, we're in a studio this enormous. I'm never going to live it down." Kendall said."Juice?" Mark offered her a glass of juice and Kendall took it. "Thanks." "Girls, we have the gadgets covered. Just get in your positions." She downed her glass and dropped it."Th
"Thanks for keeping it warm for me, Victor." She tore up the book. "Unlike you, I can boldly foretell that one of you three will die." They were dismayed by the fact that she just tore up the chronicle. Their only chance to uncover what was happening to her. They also knew that she was able Mark as a tool to write a portion of a grimoire to summon herself back into the real world. That was the kind of spirit they were dealing with."Tell me you have a plan.""I don't know, I did not remember enough details to cover up...""WHAT?"He tapped his temple and reimagined the pages. "She's...possessed, it's an enchantment spell. It foretells about death so she must be a banshee...who has the ability to possess the living. There's also the part where she can't talk so she's lending a voice.Artemis paled. "You can tell about death too, does that make you a banshee?""That's not the point." Victor said."You knew one of us was going to die." Maks said."She's just playing mind games. Just ta