Creepy Rufus The Mole Rat Novels & Stories

Suddenly a pungent smell hit him, causing Mole to sneeze violently. When Mole sneezed, the entire crowd burst into laughter again. "Hey, Elder Mole, is there really anything to see here?! This kid obviously just whipped up some old mudball to fool us." "Exactly! You're taking it so seriously and making yourself look bad. In my opinion, this is just a mudball. There's no need to look any further!" Listening to the chaotic voices around him, Mole's expression turned slightly unpleasant. Originally, he had a faint hope in his heart regarding Frank's pill. But after such careful observation, he was disappointed to find that this pill... no, this mudball had nothing remarkable about it.

“What happened…? I had the coffee, then I was working, then I… I felt really bad, then…” The moment when his friend opened the door flashed in his mind. He remembered the some of the sounds and part of the sights, but what he recalled most was a sweet scent, an attractive smell. It overwhelmed him and his mind blanked out in no time during that period, and he couldn’t stop his body from moving towards the source… “OH NO! NICO, ARE YOU HURT?! I THINK I DID SOMETHING!” he said as he sat up again and grabbed Nico. At this point, he didn’t quite realize yet that his body had spontaneously changed into something more beastly.

Cole asked. “Rufus used to be purely a human trafficker, but for the past five years, he has been hunting for creatures humans considered mythical. At first, I thought perhaps he needed them to work for him, something more powerful than a regular muscle. But then I found out his youngest son is bedridden with some kind of disease that makes him immobile. According to my source, the doctor predicted the boy had a little time to live—” “Source?” Cole asked, holding his gaze. Jason shrugged.

After saying so, he used internal strength to shatter the head on the ground. Suddenly, there came a scratching sound from the other end of the tunnel. The sound became denser and denser as many unknown creatures in the darkness rushed toward the three people. Xiao Han's face froze. "Watch out! It's the corpse-eating mole cricket!" He sent out some internal strength from his hand and shattered some crickets as their blood splashed.

Howard waved him off before continuing, “I heard you talking about the old hag who took Miss Norris. I happen to know something about it.” “Huh?” All three of them turned to look at him. Howard said, “When I was helping to cure Mr. Yardley from the venom, I found out that it was the venom of the Nefarious Roach.” “Venom of the Nefarious Roach?” Finn and Iris looked bewildered. It was the first time they had heard about this. Chase cut in, “The Nefarious Roach is a low-level spiritual beast. It’s shaped like a little green snake and is very agile in movement. It understands human speech and its venom is particularly lethal. It would cause instant death for an ordinary man with one touch.”

Anxious anticipation mingled with dread as I approached, my curiosity warring with a growing sense of unease. With each step closer, my heart hammered in my chest, and a sense of impending horror gripped me. Inside the transparent enclosure, I saw shapes that made my stomach churn and my skin crawl. They were once human beings, transformed through an experiment they never consented to. The mutation had distorted them into grotesque creatures that resembled the mythical werewolves of old tales. Their bodies were covered in thick, matted fur, their muscles bulging with unnatural strength. Their eyes, once filled with humanity, now glowed with an unsettling, feral light.

“Put him unconscious in the hospital and he’d still be able to be a rat on the street. Trust me. His abilities of rat-hood know no bounds.” “Rat-hood?” “You know what I mean. Slime of the earth. A weasel.” She was getting heated, throwing down her pen. It bounced back up, hitting her on the chin. “Agh!” One of her hands flailed for it, but the pen was gone. It eluded her grasp, rolling to the edge of the desk and falling to the carpet. It ended near her foot, and if I was starting to get to know Molly Easter, she was going to somehow kick it forward. It would careen off her desk and end up impaling itself in her leg.

Others preferred to call it stubbornness, but Phiri didn't mind it at all. "Well, brace yourself then." She didn't get to shift because they were interrupted by a sudden laughter. They both turned their heads to see that it was Rufus and he was leaning on the door frame. The big man suddenly took two steps forward and jumped. By the time he landed on the floor, he had transformed into the biggest wolf Calvin had ever laid eyes on. The size, the snarl that bared it's vicious teeth and the murderous look in this creatures eyes were enough to make Calvin stumble backwards at least, but he remained unmoved. The creature before him stood upright, intimidating Calvin with it's volume but the man d

From memory they definitely didn’t seme this skinny and almost alienlike. Long nails, yellow and brittle looking, but fiercely sharp. Waxy white skin, covered in a soft down of ugly hairs, on arms and legs and weirdly oversized rib cages that are not in proportion to their bodies in any way. They’re uglier than I thought like this. Bony, no connections to the human qualities of Darrius. “Various degrees of DNA dilution. These are mongrels. Or as Darrius would call them, Gutter rats.” Leyanne points out as Carmen and Sierra turn to human to join us. “Wings are common in pure, just not so much in rats.”

Oh, what a boring and uninteresting creature? The rat, apparently a little freaked out because they don’t want to eat it, but only snort with displeasure, tilted its head a little to one side, carefully examining the newly-made and completely unexpected companion. - Well, what are you staring at, rat? What's the fun in catching you if you don't run away? (To which the animal only vaguely squeaked, but still continued to sit, watching Amy.) Oh, miserable, I wouldn’t eat you, you’re too squishy. And terrible. (It seems that the rat squeaked with displeasure, narrowing its eyes.) And there is nothing for me to squeak here. The most sickening to be in this nasty place. And in general, I can’t st