Chapter 14: Heavy Arms
"It's not so much that she's mentally unstable as it is that she's mentally unstable with a shit load of power. If she's anything like Aunt Neko and Uncle Chaos said, this plan, this 'blitz and run' plan, will fail and one of us will get captured." - Heavy Arms
We were in the lab, the same lab that we totally trashed this morning. While Zero, Sandrock, Shenlong and I did the heavy work, like standing up and fixing the large tanks and structures of the confusing, scientific kind, Juno, Epyon and Deathscythe were cleaning up the chemicals.
"I can't believe she's making US clean this!" Epyon griped as she mopped up some chemicals from the floor.
"We did make the mess, it's only logical we clean it up." Juno said, matter of fact-ly, picking up the glass from the counter tops, her silver hair shimmered in the light from the white glow stones, giving her a very surreal look.
"We're lucky that nothing exploded." Deathscythe said, wiping down the surfaces of the countertops.
We worked in silence for a little while. Sadly, that silence wasn't long lasting. "There's a stranger in my house. It took awhile to figure out. There's no way you can be who you say you are, you gotta be someone else!" Epyon sang, loudly.
"Because he wouldn't touch me like that, and he wouldn't treat me like you do! He would adore me, he wouldn't ignore me, so I'm convinced, there's a stranger inside you." Deathscythe belted out, singing into her sponge.
"Pop quiz, tell me where we first kissed, tell me where my spot is, tell me if I liked it, loved it. Or could it be, that the stranger is me? Have I changed so drastically? Is it I want more for me, while you remain the same?" Juno sang, softer than the others. I studied Juno. Her green eyes were the greenest eyes to ever be on a human, her sliver, almost white hair fell to the small of her back. Under her ripped jeans you could see fishnet stockings (she calls them her little "fuck you" to the grunge groupies who have who's-more-suicidal contests and such foolishness) and the tops of her 20-hole steel-toe combat boots. Her t-shirt was black with "Little girls are dangerous" written on it in white letters. I guess the loss of silence wasn't in vain.
The snapping of fingers brought me out of my trance, "Yo! Heavy Arms! I asked you a question." Shenlong said, smiling. I shook my head and blinked at him. "Can you help me with this?" he indicated the rather large Plexiglas tube, luckily didn't break when it was knocked over. I nodded at we went to work.
Once it was righted, Sandrock swore. "Fuck me over, what the hell is that thing?"
"It looks like a wad of snot." Epyon said.
The thing that was floating in the watery substance did look like a wad of "snot", as Epyon so unceremoniously put it, and was about a foot and a half long, but there was something inside of it, so the mucus-like substance was probably like a yolk or something. What was inside the mucus was a baby of some sorts.
"It looks kinda like a Mewtwo, look at the tail." Shenlong said, having been forced to see all three Pokemon movies by Altlong. Luckily, he passed out after the first one because he was sick.
"It's a wad of snot with a tail." Deathscythe said, rolling her eyes.
"What ever it is, it's growing. The life signs are stable, according to Aunt Neko's notes." Juno said, flipping through the papers. "It says here that it's a power source of some kind."
A familiar black haired boy looked in at us, "Guys? What are you..... oh, don't tell me you had another sugar-induced pillow fight?"
"Yes Trent. We did. What do you want?" Deathscythe asked, looking over the notes.
"Altlong."
Everyone looked at and blinked. Next thing we knew, Shenlong had Trent's back against the wall and was holding him off the ground, "What do you want with my little sister?"
Trent, although he looked like his air supply was cut off, remained calm, "Where is she?"
"What do you want with my sister?"
"I need to know where the Animorphs are."
"And why is that?" Shenlong said. I think he's a tad overprotective of his little sister. Don't you?
"I have to know something."
"Fine. Last I saw her she was with Aunt Neko." Shenlong let Trent drop to the floor and walked out.
Trent took a couple of deep breaths, "Shit, what's his problem?"
"He's just over protective of his imoto-chan." Zero said, stretching. I could hear some of his bones cracking into place.
"His what?" Trent looked a little lost. The only Japanese he knows is greetings, yes, no, and a few curses.
"His little sister." Juno supplied, washing her hands in the sink with Deathscythe and Epyon.
"Oh. Thanks. See you at dinner guys." Trent walked out. The only thing we forgot to tell Trent was the reason WHY Shenlong's overprotective of his sister, but he's a smart kid. Trent will figure it out that he's in love with Altlong. Someday.
"It's not so much that she's mentally unstable as it is that she's mentally unstable with a shit load of power. If she's anything like Aunt Neko and Uncle Chaos said, this plan, this 'blitz and run' plan, will fail and one of us will get captured." - Heavy Arms
We were in the lab, the same lab that we totally trashed this morning. While Zero, Sandrock, Shenlong and I did the heavy work, like standing up and fixing the large tanks and structures of the confusing, scientific kind, Juno, Epyon and Deathscythe were cleaning up the chemicals.
"I can't believe she's making US clean this!" Epyon griped as she mopped up some chemicals from the floor.
"We did make the mess, it's only logical we clean it up." Juno said, matter of fact-ly, picking up the glass from the counter tops, her silver hair shimmered in the light from the white glow stones, giving her a very surreal look.
"We're lucky that nothing exploded." Deathscythe said, wiping down the surfaces of the countertops.
We worked in silence for a little while. Sadly, that silence wasn't long lasting. "There's a stranger in my house. It took awhile to figure out. There's no way you can be who you say you are, you gotta be someone else!" Epyon sang, loudly.
"Because he wouldn't touch me like that, and he wouldn't treat me like you do! He would adore me, he wouldn't ignore me, so I'm convinced, there's a stranger inside you." Deathscythe belted out, singing into her sponge.
"Pop quiz, tell me where we first kissed, tell me where my spot is, tell me if I liked it, loved it. Or could it be, that the stranger is me? Have I changed so drastically? Is it I want more for me, while you remain the same?" Juno sang, softer than the others. I studied Juno. Her green eyes were the greenest eyes to ever be on a human, her sliver, almost white hair fell to the small of her back. Under her ripped jeans you could see fishnet stockings (she calls them her little "fuck you" to the grunge groupies who have who's-more-suicidal contests and such foolishness) and the tops of her 20-hole steel-toe combat boots. Her t-shirt was black with "Little girls are dangerous" written on it in white letters. I guess the loss of silence wasn't in vain.
The snapping of fingers brought me out of my trance, "Yo! Heavy Arms! I asked you a question." Shenlong said, smiling. I shook my head and blinked at him. "Can you help me with this?" he indicated the rather large Plexiglas tube, luckily didn't break when it was knocked over. I nodded at we went to work.
Once it was righted, Sandrock swore. "Fuck me over, what the hell is that thing?"
"It looks like a wad of snot." Epyon said.
The thing that was floating in the watery substance did look like a wad of "snot", as Epyon so unceremoniously put it, and was about a foot and a half long, but there was something inside of it, so the mucus-like substance was probably like a yolk or something. What was inside the mucus was a baby of some sorts.
"It looks kinda like a Mewtwo, look at the tail." Shenlong said, having been forced to see all three Pokemon movies by Altlong. Luckily, he passed out after the first one because he was sick.
"It's a wad of snot with a tail." Deathscythe said, rolling her eyes.
"What ever it is, it's growing. The life signs are stable, according to Aunt Neko's notes." Juno said, flipping through the papers. "It says here that it's a power source of some kind."
A familiar black haired boy looked in at us, "Guys? What are you..... oh, don't tell me you had another sugar-induced pillow fight?"
"Yes Trent. We did. What do you want?" Deathscythe asked, looking over the notes.
"Altlong."
Everyone looked at and blinked. Next thing we knew, Shenlong had Trent's back against the wall and was holding him off the ground, "What do you want with my little sister?"
Trent, although he looked like his air supply was cut off, remained calm, "Where is she?"
"What do you want with my sister?"
"I need to know where the Animorphs are."
"And why is that?" Shenlong said. I think he's a tad overprotective of his little sister. Don't you?
"I have to know something."
"Fine. Last I saw her she was with Aunt Neko." Shenlong let Trent drop to the floor and walked out.
Trent took a couple of deep breaths, "Shit, what's his problem?"
"He's just over protective of his imoto-chan." Zero said, stretching. I could hear some of his bones cracking into place.
"His what?" Trent looked a little lost. The only Japanese he knows is greetings, yes, no, and a few curses.
"His little sister." Juno supplied, washing her hands in the sink with Deathscythe and Epyon.
"Oh. Thanks. See you at dinner guys." Trent walked out. The only thing we forgot to tell Trent was the reason WHY Shenlong's overprotective of his sister, but he's a smart kid. Trent will figure it out that he's in love with Altlong. Someday.
