Mighty Med And Lab Rats Crossover Novels & Stories

That was when I knew what they’d done. They’d started the fire with the wolfsbane, the plant that made them sick so they wouldn’t be able to attack. Their howls were now sorrowful purrs that stabbed at my heart like a million knives, causing a sharp pain in my chest. Zander stuck by my side, purring, and continuously rubbing his fur in me.

I've tried all sorts of creams and herbs, but it just isn't working. After mixing the whole thing, I watch the whole thing come to a perfect blend. I grab my two test rats from their cages. "I'm so sorry, guys, but I really need your help," I smile apologetically. Hesitated before placing the poisoned cheese in the cage. What if they actually die before I could give them the cure but I brush the though away and get it to them anyway I watch as they rushed to take bites of it. It took less than three seconds for them to collapse.

The metallic tang in the air intensified, sickly sweet and nauseating. He lifted the flaps. This time, I didn't close my eyes. I couldn't. The sight that greeted me was even more gruesome than the day before. The box was again filled with dead rats. But this time, they weren’t just dead. They were mangled. Some had been stabbed repeatedly, small, dark wounds marring their fur, still oozing fresh blood. Their tiny limbs were contorted at unnatural angles. And the worst part, the part that made my stomach lurch violently, was that some of them were still twitching. Their bodies spasmed feebly, their eyes glazed over, indicating they had been killed only moments ago.

Several blood slaves came to offer themselves, and Sigrid selected from them, sending the others to Meguitte, Luos and Willa. Reaching his chamber, they moved to the chairs by the window, away from the busy attendants and Thaelen fed from the wrist of the blood slave. Once the slave had moved away, he turned back to Sigrid. “I need to contact the miners,” he told her. “The miners?” She raised her eyebrows. “When I was coming through the tunnel from Etrait, I encountered… vampire rats,” he explained. “Vampire rats,” she repeated slowly. “That is… surely a crime against nature.”