Chapter 4

Metamorphosis

They all crept back into the garage, crawling through the vent with Raptor leading the way forward.

Upon climbing out of the hatch he led them on a mad dash across the room to where some food was stacked on a shelf.

Slash and Kopek dived straight in almost causing the shelf to tip over, Raptor hissed at them for their impatience and climbed up himself and then cautiously flicked a bag of dog biscuits calmly over his shoulder onto the ground. His siblings swiped theirs and shredded them open.

Raptor began to eat and shoved as much as he could manage down his throat, around him Slash and Kopek did the same, he continued to munch away without realising that something out of the ordinary was happening.

He spun around curious and discovered that his comrades were lying on the floor unconscious, they also appeared to be covered in a weird thick slime that was slowly spreading, consuming them.

Raptor couldn't believe what he was seeing and neither did he understand it.

However before he could figure out what was happening he felt himself losing awareness to his surroundings, his head started spinning and images flashed by, he could feel a chill wrap around him fiercely. He asked himself "Where the fuck am I?" then he could feel nothing and he blacked out.

Meanwhile Billy and Gizmo were searching their house for any trace of the other mogwai. Gizmo was very shocked by what had happened and Billy was trying everything he could to deal with the scenario.

He checked the kitchen and everywhere possible inside his house to find them however there was no sign of them.

"Were out of luck" Billy thought and he began sealing the doors so he could barricade all of the exits. If they were still somewhere inside then they could easily stop them from escaping.

As Gizmo was pretty much distressed, Billy consoled him, putting his arms around him adoringly, "You're a brave guy, we'll get through this" he said.

Gizmo managed a weak smile as Billy carefully examined the blockages he had set up around the house and beckoned to him.

"Come, it's dead late, I'll try and put things right tomorrow, maybe they won't be much of a threat". Billy said hopefully though he was feeling a little too optimistic.

Together Billy and Giz went upstairs for some quiet night's rest. Billy was praying that all would be well tomorrow.

Later that night Billy awoke sweating feverishly, his breathing was quicker than normal. He looked over to see if Gizmo was alright, he was sleeping peacefully enough.

Billy was depressed and started wondering what they might encounter the next day, he couldn't help thinking they would soon be in deep trouble, Billy hoped things would go smoothly tomorrow and he rested his head on the soft pillow, he just thought about his commitments in life and soon drifted off back to sleep.

"Wah Wah Wah" Billy's alarm clock sounded and he reached out with his hand to cut it off, Billy having just awoken felt quite groggy as he slowly climbed out of bed his memory of last night slightly blurred but he was still feeling nervous about today. Gizmo stirred in his bed and yawned glancing over at Billy who was wearing an anxious expression and Gizmo knew fearfully what he was reflecting on.

Billy tried to push away from his mind all thoughts of deviant little monsters and attempted to put a brave face on the situation, he slowly rose from the bed and staggered over to the door, he grasped the handle expecting something to dive out in front of him from its hiding place behind the door. Billy looked fixedly down the stairs then made a move when he felt certain it was all clear.

Billy cooked up breakfast for himself and fed Gizmo, then prepared to have a wash and change into his clothes for work. Gizmo sat in a chair at the table thinking what could possibly happen, "It might not be pretty but Billy better not get hurt if anything". He sighed feeling sad and brushed against the chair gazing up at the bedroom door, longing for Billy's return.

Then there was a door opening and Billy walked down the stairs straightening up his shirt. He checked his watch as it was getting near the start of his shift.

"It's nearly time Giz, I'm taking you with me today, just in case" he explained. Gizmo shot up with excitement and gave Billy a cuddle for his kindness.

"It'll be okay, we'll be home for about 6" Billy continued "Hey I'd better go and check everythings alright before I lock up the house, wait here for a sec".

Billy went outside to check the garage as it was part of his daily routine before leaving the house, the gravel outside scraped against his trainers as he strided down his front yard.

As he entered the garage however he could tell that something was wrong, there was a weird atmosphere in this place since last night and Billy tried to not think about what that could mean.

Billy braced himself and slowly approached the shelf at the far end of the garage where something looked out of place, then he saw them, covered in a kind of slimy webbed cocoon. Billy was stunned and fear penetrated his senses, a viscous liquid spilled out of one the cocoons menacingly.

A short while later that morning Billy was sat at his workplace, Gizmo positioned close to him and opposite Billy sat his best mate Pete Fountaine. They were talking about the recent events in his life. "So you see Pete, I'm afraid it's going to happen again".

"Nah I Doubt it, tell you what tonight after work I might be able to get some grenades from a pal of mine who is employed by the army, plant one of them underneath and blow the lot of those critters up, that's what I say" he replied.

Billy just sighed that was the typical things Pete came out with being a bit on the wild side and having a healthy addiction to things blowing up.

"Well this was sometime last night they ate all right so I say if it usually takes about 18 hours for them to hatch then I need to do something before let's say 6 o'clock" Billy concluded.

"Don't worry I handled them well before or more like I should say you and Gizmo should get outta there before they hatch" Pete went on with a bored expression, "Okay sorry mate I didn't mean that really" he said as Billy looked deadly serious and apprehensive.

Billy glanced down at his feet and examined his work, biting his lip as he did so. Pete stared at the floor bored and sighed heavily. He slowly lifted himself from his chair and muttered incoherently something about getting on with his work.

"Okay I'll call round soon after work in case they try to get away, just look after yourself that's all" said Pete as he rushed off leaving Billy to dwell on the potential consequences.

Gizmo exchanged nervously glances with Billy who spoke suddenly, "We'll stick together Giz and team up on them, we'll be ready when they hatch".

With a new found confidence Gizmo gazed up at his human friend Billy and gripped his hand tightly with bravery and determination.

Later that evening back in Billy's garage the cocoons began to crackle and slow movements erupted deep inside, steam spurted out and the cracking continued rapidly. A reptilian hand with sharp claws grasped around the outer shell.

The creature forced the shell with its thrusting movements and it began to spilt. There was a moaning noise coming from the creature it appeared reluctant to rise up out of the cocoon concealing him.

There was a pause then the creature reared it's ugly head, on top was spikes, yes the metamorphosis had caused spikes to form in place of fur during the evolution process, now it was looking over at the other cocoons.

The creature snarled menacingly and he freed himself entirely from the cocoon and stepped out into the shadows waiting for the others to hatch from their cocoons.

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(Looks like it's getting very troublesome now for Billy and Gizmo doesn't it)