Miss Benson's Beetle Novels & Stories

"Nothing! or do you expect me to run after her, idiot! let's just wait for another meat to get trapped inside the condor." Mrs Benson was driving faster she was trembling everywhere was dark she doesn't even know where she's heading suddenly she started hearing sounds of zombies growling and the sound was so deep, Mrs Benson slows down and turns on her car pointer. She saw millions of zombies coming in her direction and they block the road. "holy shit!!! what the fuck is this!" Mrs Benson begins to tremble as place her hand on gear, put it on the reverse and reverse back speedy she turn and drive back towards that street but she did not stop or slow down when she gets to that place.

Ben Carter climbed with the surprising agility of a man who has run away from many angry creditors. Below us, the sea of silver crashed against the walls. The beetles began to pile on top of each other, forming living pyramids, trying to reach us. "Shoot them!" Haley shrieked, clutching her backpack like a life preserver. "Marcus, shoot them!" Marcus racked the slide of his heavy assault shotgun. BOOM. The buckshot hit the swarm. A dozen beetles shattered, sparking as their micro-capacitors exploded. But it was like throwing a pebble into a woodchipper. The swarm didn't even pause. They simply ate the lead pellets and kept climbing.

Bernard’s eyes narrowed slightly, clearly still not fully trusting me. “What kind of offer?” My heart pounded a bit as I approached. “Last night, I couldn’t sleep. So I spent hours researching the beetles that have been plaguing Crescent Moon. And I realized something—they have no natural predators here because they’re an invasive species.” “We knew that already,” Bernard said somewhat dismissively, but a sharp look from his daughter caused him to soften a bit. “But… Thank you for trying.”

“Lux Corp is already in debt, isn’t it? You said so earlier!” “Yes!” I squeezed the pointer in my hand. “It’s the worst thing to admit. But I’m afraid that Lux Corp will very soon become an empty shell.” ***** [Harold Lux’s POV} The Pheropsophus Verticalis, known commonly as the Bombardier Beetle, helps humanity by returning the remains of the dead back to Mother Nature. It’s generally harmless—almost invisible. But when backed to a corner, the quarter inch insect is a self-destructive bomb that kills anything five times its size.

Of course, life-saving was more important now. So Ward and Keagan retreated first. But in the next second, something happened again. As soon as the door opened, the red beetle quickly crawled out. But everyone was afraid of being bitten by it and kept screaming. They were too panicked to catch it. But Professor Heist reacted quickly and ordered, "Catch it quickly. We can't let it escape." That was a Venomous Insect Overlord! It was invaluable. More importantly, it would be very helpful to their research.

"What else could this wall be? Or the spiders? What else is dualistic in nature here? What aren't we seeing? Wait, why aren't they biting me?" "Because they're not spiders," Jinx said with a sigh. He brought one of the little red things up close to his eye. "They have six legs. They're grave beetles. They spin webs but don't bite. Unless you're dead. Which we're not. Yet." The bugs were said to be messengers of the gods. The old, old gods. The old as fuck, no one has worshiped them in generations gods. Jinx picked up his cards. "I know what it says."

Dylan asked. As Melissa looked and studied her books Dylan seemed human but as his sleeves were lifted, his skin was covered in spots. Melissa had a thought and checked Dylan’s back before consulting her books. He was a spotted tortoiseshell beetle. “I’ve seen a few like you. A regular beetle would hide inside its translucent shell when enemies approach but insect humans like you would just summon the shell when needed.” Melissa explained.

I release. The death is instant. The deer falls to the ground, cracking twigs and old leaves beneath it. Keenan gives me a reassuring smile. ''Nice shot, ladybug.'' I release the breath I was holding and slowly go to the animal. It's small, still thin after the harsh winter. ''Yeah, let's get it back home'' I say, looking at my brother, smiling softly at the nickname he's given to me when I was a toddler. Keenan comes to the animal and lifts it easily on his shoulder. I furrow my brows.

Porcupines, I hope it’s the first one. Anyway, I move to the desk as Bethany perches herself at the office window—where she has a clear view of the entrance to the school and will thereby have fair enough warning if Davison or anyone else should come a-callin’. I slide underneath Davison’s desk and remove from my purse what I refer to as my ‘Box of Bugs.’ It’s a small case, about the size of a small screwdriver set, and stocked full with every kind of mini-bug a PSK could ever need. I pick the smallest one—the same kind we planted in Derek’s backpack. I jot down the bug’s serial number so we can synch it up with the micro ear monitors we’ll be receiving from I.T., and then fasten it securely

David sighed and ordered the rats to start gathering the useful parts of the minerals while he closed the notifications of level up that keep popping out now and then. The rest of the mining operation was mostly uneventful. Antonella managed to level up his mining to 15, and the rest of the ants to 10. The beetles and snails managed to hunt a Swamp snake and a couple of cockroaches. The first was a fine addition to David's evergrowing hunting team. The seconds got relegated to beasts of burden for the time being. Then, everyone returned home with their first bounty of minerals.