Crumple Horned Snorkacks Novels & Stories

Chapter 53: The Pressure Gradient The ROV, nicknamed “The Kraken” by the laboratory staff who had helped Julian build it during his final undergraduate year, rested on the launch cradle like a sleeping beast waiting to be awakened. It lacked the sleek curves and polished exterior of the expensive commercial remotely operated vehicles owned by the Union. There were no corporate logos painted across its hull, no decorative design choices meant to impress investors. The Kraken was pure function. Every bolt, every plate of titanium, every layer of syntactic foam had been chosen for one purpose: survival in the abyss.

Luna wouldn't notice the ants on the ground, but Ethan Brooks could feel a burst of mental fluctuations coming from them. They seem to be showing off! Could they have done it? The crabs, all belly-flopped and on their backs, their legs tied solidly by a strand of hair, their mouths spitting bubbles.

My face feel all wrinkled up and folded like a used up paper, like the used tissue paper I'm currently squeezing in my tightly clenched fist. "Drink a little, I'm not asking you to drink everything." Silas cajoled softly, shaking the plastic bottle of water in my face, a few droplets flew out and landed on my face toy distaste. "Stop sprinkling water on me, it's fucking cold." I snapped, wiping my face with another roll of the tissue paper before blowing my nose again. What's with my nose now? This is one thing about crying, my nose would probably keep running till the end of today.

BOOOOOMMM.. RAAAARRRRRRRR…. At the critical moment, a handsome man appeared in the Kraken’s bag and immediately stomped on it. The impact was far from the gentle sensation the Kraken had expected; it felt as though it were being trampled by thousands of creatures the same size and weight as itself. In fact, because of that stomp, it was immediately submerged into the ocean, and Mu Huanhuan, who was about to be swallowed by it, was captured by the man with great ease.

Gills appeared on his neck and his hands developed fins protruding from his arms and the middle of his fingers. Trei raised a brow at me cockily before reaching out to close my gaping jaw. But when he looked behind me, it was his turn to drop his jaws. I followed his gaze and saw Max squeezing himself through the cracks of the cave. His long tentacles reach out to grab the ships in front of us before sending it flying to the back. In no time, all the ships were destroyed by Max the kraken. Byron raised his fist and started to cheer silently in the water as he could not talk while Max let out a loud roar that shook the cave.

It sizzled against the wool of his coat. "Move!" Tristan shouted, shoving Saoirse forward. The ceiling exploded with movement. Five pale, spindly shapes dropped from the darkness. They were humanoid, but elongated. Their limbs were too long, with extra joints. Their skin was translucent, showing the black organs pulsing beneath. They had no eyes, only gaping mouths filled with needle-teeth. Crawlers. One landed directly on Jora, the scout. It didn't bite her; it wrapped its long limbs around her, crushing her ribs with a sickening crack.

Little Bob just looked at him and motioned for him to get in the boat. Wren climbed in the boat and looked at the creature tied to its side. Its skin was pink and slightly transparent with a smooth texture. It was coiled and looped where they had secured it to the boat, but Wren estimated it to be ten to twelve feet long. The mouth was different from what he had seen on any other creature before and reminded him of a lamprey. He also noticed that it had multiple holes in it. “So,” Wren began as he stepped out of the boat. “Who shot it?”

The footsteps stopped close to him. Jayden opened his eyes a crack and peered around him. It was eerily quiet for a while. Then he saw the creature. It was huge. It had bat-like wings with a single horn in the middle of its head. There was another creature. This one made his skin crawl. The creature was a mass of rotten flesh crawling with worms. It had a skeletal face and two large horns on its head. The odour emanating from the creature was terrible.

No one know how it's look, that's all myth but maybe some information at this moment. Chirp… chirp… chirp… The sound echoes, tempting, urging them to run. Barely make a sound, it's head poking from the grass, black shiny curved head, a hard and thick shell wrapped around it's skull, with a feature crawling like a crocodile, it's easily surpass the man's height himself, it's head as big as a human size before reaching its horned spine that run along reaching its spike tail. Slowly advanced toward the ripped jeans clothes man.

Without even moving from her seat, Susan immediately said, not even giving enough time for the rest of the table to raise their hands. "Ms. Lovegood." "Luna Lovegood, first year. Where can I find a Crumple-Horned snorkack?" Erik laughs, but not because it's a funny question. He laughs because it's a different one, and one that he had never received. "Small pig-like creature, with a hairy purple body and small crumpled horn on its head?" Luna, with her adorable face and big eyes nods her head at the description of the elusive creature.