Authour's Note: No, I have no clue why I stuck this in my story.
Pierce turned over another cargo box and leapt out of the way as a deformed bone suckler exploded. He sighed in frustration. The cure for most of these poor creatures was so close, but they needed to test it. And catching a sample creature was proving to be a lot harder than expected. They had ruled out the healthy ANMCs, they were too dangerous. So now Pierce was left checking the shelter for a semi-docile, and apparently highly elusive, ANMC. He swung open the next door and was greeted by a small "heh!" and a thump.
At his feet was a Mad Chaser, which had flung itself at him with all it's might. And, naturally, missed. Pierce pulled on a thick leather glove, as the Mad Chasers tended to bite. This one did not. In fact, it stared up at Pierce imploringly as he bent over it and wiggled his fingers in front of it's face. "Finally!" he muttered, picking up the ANMC carefully. It let out it's bizarre laugh, almost causing Pierce to drop it. "Stop that." He told it, then placed it in the transport crate and made his way out of the shelter.
He reached his SUV safely, and secured the crate in the back before getting in the driver's seat and beginning the long drive home. The jostles from the ride must have been bothering the Mad Chaser, because it was giggling almost nonstop. He tried turning on the radio to soothe both his and his passenger's nerves, but the transmission this far out was pretty terrible. So he turned off the radio and began talking.
"Hey, don't complain so much! We're gonna turn you back into a human. Well, we're gonna try, anyway. Won't that be nice? No more living in the shelter, no more eating people. no more giggling, thank God.
Y'know what the cure is? It's this big cocktail of DNA: human, so you've got the right basic instructions; Stranger, 'cause they can change back and forth really quickly, so it won't take you months; and then a bunch of other stuff. And stabilizers and painkillers and stuff so changing back won't be so hard on you. The whole nine yards. And the DNA's all packed onto a little virus, just like the stuff that changed you in the first place.
Boy, think of everything you'll be able to do once you're human again! Walk and talk. Hey, I'll bet you have a lot you've wanted to say for a long time, huh? Tell you what, as soon as you can, you talk my ear off, alright? It's only fair, I've been doing it to you the whole drive down. Wait 'till you meet Aya! She's a knockout. But no stealing, okay? I've been trying to catch her eye for a long time. If you even are a guy. Hey, I never thought of that.What if you're a girl? I mean, that wouldn't surprise you, but truth be told, it's kinda hard to tell right now. No hard feelings, right? Oh, here's our stop."
Pierce turned over another cargo box and leapt out of the way as a deformed bone suckler exploded. He sighed in frustration. The cure for most of these poor creatures was so close, but they needed to test it. And catching a sample creature was proving to be a lot harder than expected. They had ruled out the healthy ANMCs, they were too dangerous. So now Pierce was left checking the shelter for a semi-docile, and apparently highly elusive, ANMC. He swung open the next door and was greeted by a small "heh!" and a thump.
At his feet was a Mad Chaser, which had flung itself at him with all it's might. And, naturally, missed. Pierce pulled on a thick leather glove, as the Mad Chasers tended to bite. This one did not. In fact, it stared up at Pierce imploringly as he bent over it and wiggled his fingers in front of it's face. "Finally!" he muttered, picking up the ANMC carefully. It let out it's bizarre laugh, almost causing Pierce to drop it. "Stop that." He told it, then placed it in the transport crate and made his way out of the shelter.
He reached his SUV safely, and secured the crate in the back before getting in the driver's seat and beginning the long drive home. The jostles from the ride must have been bothering the Mad Chaser, because it was giggling almost nonstop. He tried turning on the radio to soothe both his and his passenger's nerves, but the transmission this far out was pretty terrible. So he turned off the radio and began talking.
"Hey, don't complain so much! We're gonna turn you back into a human. Well, we're gonna try, anyway. Won't that be nice? No more living in the shelter, no more eating people. no more giggling, thank God.
Y'know what the cure is? It's this big cocktail of DNA: human, so you've got the right basic instructions; Stranger, 'cause they can change back and forth really quickly, so it won't take you months; and then a bunch of other stuff. And stabilizers and painkillers and stuff so changing back won't be so hard on you. The whole nine yards. And the DNA's all packed onto a little virus, just like the stuff that changed you in the first place.
Boy, think of everything you'll be able to do once you're human again! Walk and talk. Hey, I'll bet you have a lot you've wanted to say for a long time, huh? Tell you what, as soon as you can, you talk my ear off, alright? It's only fair, I've been doing it to you the whole drive down. Wait 'till you meet Aya! She's a knockout. But no stealing, okay? I've been trying to catch her eye for a long time. If you even are a guy. Hey, I never thought of that.What if you're a girl? I mean, that wouldn't surprise you, but truth be told, it's kinda hard to tell right now. No hard feelings, right? Oh, here's our stop."