All Chapters of The Tales of the Legendary Mimic : Momo: Chapter 21
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What's in there: FIGHT OR RUN
In a section room filled with broken gadgets, a trio quested to salvage a few with use. “Hey, Sarah, what do you think about the hero guy?” Henrik teased, leaning over her shoulder.“Do I have to shove this drive in your mouth to make you quiet down?” Sarah shot back without looking up.She sat cross‑legged on the floor in front of a secure console, picking up a drive to manually disable the security base code. Layers of encryption folded and unfolded on the screen, fighting her every step of the way.Henrik snorted, unfazed. “Touchy.”“Annoying,” she muttered.Rios, a few meters away, knelt in front of a power box mounted low on the wall, its casing half‑melted, cables exposed. A pale panel on the side pulsed faintly with stored solar charge."Rios remembered that slot box we saw on our way here, yes? Why not get a few snacks before getting everything going ei? “well i dont know.... shouldn't we get this over with, then fun, that's soldier discipline,” Rios called, screwdriver betwe
Everyone wishes to be home
“Alright,” Jane said quietly, looking around at the faces that had chosen to stay. “Since you all agreed to complete the mission, I’ll have my cadet inform Command to withdraw the rest of the soldiers. They deserve to be with their families. This mission shouldn’t take that from them.”Her voice was steady, but there was a tired weight behind it. She turned away, tuning her walkie‑talkie and stepping aside.“Cadet, listen up,” Jane said, forcing herself to sound composed. “Relay to Quarters: remaining platoons are to withdraw to the outer perimeter and prepare for evac. My team will continue the operation with the remaining mercenary squads. Confirm.”“Haven’t the mercenaries already fled? Why cover for them, Captain?” a shaky voice asked.“Just do as I told you,” Jane sighed in one breath, closing her eyes.Static crackled, then a faint affirmative came through. “Yes… sir…!”She continued, “And also…”There was a pause—too long, too fragile. Jane swallowed, then added, more softly, “
whatsoever we take home, becomes a part of it
Her mind roared, but her body hung helplessly.The muscular pillars around the gem began to move.They converged, thick cords of living flesh curling inward like a closing fist. The gem vanished inside a sudden knot of pulsing mass.When the flesh peeled back again, the gem was gone.In its place, a single enormous eye stared at her.The sclera throbbed with faint veins of light. In the centre, the pupil had been replaced with a grotesque, puckered sucker—like a leech’s mouth fused to the iris. From the outer edge of the eye, intestinal tentacles unfurled, thick and sinuous, writhing out into the fluid around her.Siri felt a strange warmth spread through her underwear—fear tearing straight through to humiliation. Terror had pushed her body beyond its threshold.The sucker‑pupil extended on a short, fleshy stalk and began to probe the fluid around her, sniffing without a nose, tasting the space.“Move,” screaming her head as her lips were frozen as well. “Move!”She forced everything s
side dish
Max felt the air change before he heard anything.The corridor narrowed as they followed Lorne’s lead, walls closing in with old stress fractures and black scorch marks. Emergency lights blinked along the ceiling in slow, uneven pulses, painting the squad in alternating red and shadow.Goo shifted in his pouch at Max’s hip, forming a slight bulge against the fabric. The mimic quivered, not in excitement, but in a subtle, uneasy ripple.“Easy,” Max muttered under his breath. “If you’re nervous, I’m nervous.”“Eyes front,” Jane said quietly. “Chatter minimal. We’re not alone in here.”"I agree, with her we have to maintain utmost vigilance, whatever is here won't accept us with open arms.'Garfield reasoned wisely,“Definitely not,” Lorne agreed.He moved with the calm economy of someone who’d spent too many years following trails left by people who never came back. His flashlight remained low, not sweeping wildly, but tracing deliberate paths—corners, ceiling seams, floor edges. The rifl
Mission Acomplished
“So… what do we do now?” Sarah asked.There was no monster in sight except the cocoons filled with fluids with people in them, but these changed the moment they got within less than a meter of the cocoons; something unseen rippled through the air. A wave that didn't give a sound or raise heat slid into their skulls like cold rims clouding their perceptions.The world shifted, affecting their vision, and the chamber soon lacked all the gruesome entities. changing from a room filled with fleshy walls and hanging cocoons. It looked plain like any abandoned lab. The pods were gone. The veins on the walls had vanished. The pulsing flesh receded, revealing bare, unremarkable concrete. All there was was broken glass, leaking chemicals, and specimen samples in contact with most of it. There was even an eyeball that rolled away from its broken formalin jar and rested on a split brain.According to the info Captain Jane had, this was a secret project used to study a wave a new VR-controlled mil
Kran
Dr. Colosso's day was taking a dive he was dealing with a lot of pressure lately. Casualties had increased, and so had his workload. As if that wasn't enough, there were new diseases even more complicated than the previous. he was called to an emergency by the commander. The patient was placed in an enclosure to quarrantine said to have been exposed to a mutation.The enclosure was built on a hill called Kran ,so the name was called Kran prison before apocalyopse.they drove to the edge where an elevator took him and the commander to the top ."Wasnt this meant for keeping criminals." Dr Col asked feeling disturbed being these close to deadly criminals."it still is, or more precisely its meant to hold threats.""so i am treating a criminal...?"getting more confused col probed."Not exactly,you will..... see."the commander slowed down on the last line.raising his head letting his sight focuss above. at this time the elevator arrived on board the hill. Entering the facility, soldiers
PAST BED TIME
Outside of the lab looked a lot different with the absence of the military fleet; a sole military jeep sat on this devil's terrains. Lorne was in charge of driving, but he was adjusting something beneath the vehicle. Sir Garfield was asleep, such straineous battle were to extreme for his frail body. Captain Jane and Sarah were mapping out the best route back to Zuru town.Zuru was managed by the military when the apocalypse occurred. Some commoners harbored concerns about it due to the level of safety and reassurance, while others evaded to avoid tension or hide their dirty paws.Max was busy eating the rations he had ransacked from the rest, while everyone else ate after they retrieved the core, which was now in a box held to the chest of the sleeping professor. He seemed to be a heavy snorer; it was obvious from the disgruntled expressions on the faces of Marc and Henrik, who were reading a novel and a magazine, respectively. Henrik's eyes were glazed over, though he hadn't been hims
god or monster I
The storm raged outside, wind howling like a banshee as the team huddled together in the dimly lit warehouse of the abandoned paper factory. The kid who had brought them there had already left, refusing to stay the night. Max couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. The way the boy stammered his excuses and hurried off—as if granted amnesty—only made it clearer. Under Max’s gaze, the kid’s innocent façade had cracked.The scene shifted to the boy’s point of view.He ran through the muddy street, the wind clawing at his rags. When he reached the spot where he’d first met Max and the rest, it was almost deserted now; everyone had gone indoors to prepare for the storm.He was just about to head home when a door creaked open to his left.“Follow me,” a man in a patched cloak hissed, grabbing him by the wrist and dragging him inside.The room he was pulled into was crammed with wretched people—some wrapped in filthy cloaks, others in what had once been normal clothes, now stained
ONlY KRANTAN
Dr. Col’s eyes widened as the realisation hit him.He rushed closer, placing a trembling hand on the cracked surface of the ice. His breath fogged the slowly warming surface as the last of the nitrogen cleared.“Hang on, Siri… I’m here,” he whispered.Fine fractures spread through the ice cube with sharp, delicate crackles. Chunks began to loosen and fall away, sliding to the floor with heavy thuds.Her swollen belly moved.Not like a normal baby’s kick.It twitched, then crawled under the skin, like something searching for a way out.“Siri…” Dr. Col swallowed hard. “I’m going to help you push, alright? Just breathe… if you can hear me, breathe.”Her eyelids fluttered, heavy and slow, as if glued together. Her lips parted slightly, a strained sound slipping out—more air than voice.He moved his hands to her abdomen, feeling the grotesque tension of her overstretched skin.“Come on… come on…” he muttered. “If we don’t relieve this pressure, it’ll tear you apart from the inside.”He app
god or monster II
A flaming shadow struck it on the back of its skull, slamming it to the ground.BAM**Jane snapped her head toward the direction the shot had come from—and there was Max, in a strong suit the goo had transformed into, it's easy to tell because items that goo transforms into are always purple, tainted with glow.It made Max look like a mecha, but it only covered his upper body, helping him carry the cannon more easily. From her angle, she saw him give her a two‑finger gesture: from his eyes to the sky.Something was up there.Not sure she understood the signal, so he yelled, “Heads up!”By now, the monster was already using its wings to gain height, but they had prepared for this. As for that preparation: a man in a torn vest was already in a smashing stance, both arms raised, all his body weight about to come crashing down.The unmistakable blue veins, like lightning strands, appeared whenever he used his ultimate. Paired with that signature eyepatch, it made it easy for Jane to recogn