Mighty Med Vs Lab Rats Part 2 Novels & Stories

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.

I averted my eyes to Morgana for confirmation and she nodded. “I will begin with the potion, but you know it will need you to…” She trailed off. I nodded my head, “I understand, start on it, and by the time I come back, I’m sure I’ll be able to use some of it.” “Some of what?” He asked with narrowed suspicious eyes. “Black Magic.” Morgana answered, “The Cleansing spell takes days to be ready, Earth Magic can’t quicken the process.”

Felix withdrew his gaze, opened the back door, and helped Mia into the car before driving her to school. At eleven o’clock that morning, Miranda received a call from Zion, asking her and James to come to his lab. He said he had made a new discovery. Miranda and James did not hesitate and headed straight for the Rhino Laboratory. Inside the lab, both of them put on protective gear. Zion had obtained some unusual new data patterns from the test mice. After they left the lab, Zion immediately held a one-hour discussion meeting. In the conference room, five people gathered around, going into depth about the latest experimental results.

he asked, guiding Emily and the others into the heart of BioTech, where the real work—and the real secrets—awaited. Emily walked through the sleek, modern corridors of BioTech, her eyes sharp as she took in every detail. The absence of Miller was conspicuous, but she wasn’t about to ask directly. Instead, she followed the group into the heart of the research facility. As they entered the lab, Emily’s eyes widened ever so slightly. Instead of human specimens, the room was filled with various animals—crocodiles, rodents, and aquatic creatures—all housed in reinforced glass enclosures. The sterile environment, combined with the unexpected presence of these animals, set her on edge.

I ordered. The masculine figure strode into the laboratory, his footsteps echoing off the sterile walls. The air was thick with the scent of antiseptics and something else... something wild. He approached the feminine figure, who stood poised in front of a massive cylindrical container. The tube hummed with a soft blue light, illuminating the shadowy forms within. "Ah, perfect timing," she said, her voice husky and confident. "We're nearing the final stages." As she spoke, the masculine figure's gaze was drawn to the tube's contents. Wolves, their fur a mesmerizing dance of grays and blacks, prowled the confines of their glass prison. Their eyes gleamed like lanterns in the dark, radiating a

A noise report. My jaw tightened. I felt it then…heat crawling up my neck, rage licking at my control. “There’s nothing down there for you,” I said evenly. “The basement houses laboratory specimens. I have permits.” “Specimens?” he echoed. “Yes,” I replied without missing a beat. “Genetically sensitive laboratory rats. A special breed. Highly reactive. Harmful if mishandled.” It wasn’t even a lie. Not entirely. The officer didn’t look convinced. “I’ll need to verify that,” he said, stepping closer. “Unlock the door.”

She parted her lips to say something, but before she was able to, Leox and Domonique entered the lab through a door. "That's our lab rat. Can we start now?" Dominique said in a rude voice which made Braelyn annoyed, but before she could say a word, the doctor interrupted. "Yes, we can. As long as you promise that I can play with her if she survives this." The doctor said while staring at Braelyn with a strange look that made Braelyn feel weird.

Lei Bao went around rampaging savagely with his lightning-based magic as if he was a lightning storm himself, moving towards a bunch of giant mountain rats right after dispatching the pack of hyenas. These mutated rodents looked horrifyingly large, being at least one meter long, and their long incisor teeth, sharper than even the keenest blade, gnashed against each other, ready to grind and chew on human bones. Scores of warriors had fallen with their limbs being bitten off or maimed while fighting them.

"There were pages on blood stability. They were trying to figure out if they could bottle the magic, keep it shelf-stable like wine." He gestured vaguely with his free hand, shaping the air into a terrible box. "They had babies in cages," he said, his voice cracking. "Rows of them. Stacked like inventory in a warehouse. They didn't look like children in the drawings; they looked like lab rats. They had feeding tubes. They had monitors hooked into their spines. They drained them, Mom. They drained them dry just to see how long the spark would last in a vial before it went cold."

Our chief of security assured me that breaking into our labs was next to impossible, but it didn't help dispose of the restlessness inside me. A few more days had passed, and we had another reason to celebrate. We cured our lab rats, and although none of them had a disease as problematic to treat as cancer, we could now officially declare that our method passed the second stage. We had our little party inside the laboratory right after reading the final test results. The next day, Callan took me on another date so we could celebrate my success—just the two of us.