Ninjago Tox Novels & Stories

"Delivery system for what?" "Silver-based neurotoxin," Sebastian said from the corner, his voice like ice. "Aegis doesn't take chances. They don't just watch their assets. They have a kill-switch. One push of a button from a boardroom in the city, and the toxin dumps directly into your spinal fluid. You’d be brain-dead in ten seconds. The twins wouldn't last five."

"The bunker is currently turning into a slag heap, but these women are still freezing. This toxin is independent. Find the antitoxin, now!" "I'm working as fast as the processors allow, Jax!" Miller whispered, tapping a complex molecular map on his screen. "This isn't a simple sedative. It’s a wide-spectrum neuro-inhibitor. It’s designed to paralyze the cellular response in any host—it doesn't care if you're a wolf like Elana, a human like Ginny, or whatever Leela is. It’s locking down their nervous systems at a molecular level."

“His skill is quite good. He wears cowboy style clothing, he even has that hat! He looks pretty cool. And his party is not bad either, I can feel each of them are really good.” “Ah~ that one, yes, yes, I also think that they are pretty good. Their teamwork is efficient as well.” Said Niji. “For me, I like the pair of guys with red hair and the other one had a weird mustache. One of them was using a disc with a string attached and the other was using a pair of gauntlets that changes forms. They don’t really have teamwork, but individually, they are both strong.” After Niji was done, Jin told his opinion. “I don’t really know, but I think I like the team with a shark type beast astra and the f

I watched the veins in his neck, like black rivers spreading down towards his heart and fear tightened its hold on my throat. Zane carried Nico from the car to his bedroom. He lifted him up like he weighed nothing, and I couldn’t help but admire his strength. His mouth was set in a hard, tight line as he watched Nico’s still body. “There must be something we can do?” I looked at him with my heart in my eyes. Please, say there is hope. “There is no antidote for Naga venom.” He said quietly. Sal came into the bedroom and pulled me aside. “Darina, what about the guy that helped you? What’s he called – the Dhampir.” Sal frowned, glancing at Nico. “We have to do something.”

he says lowly. I'm not sure whether to burst out laughing or toss Tochi out of my hand. "It's not a joke, Nor. Her venom is deadly to all species but one," he peers at me. "But one?" I ask, looking down at Tochi and rubbing her back. I lift her lip and peek at her teeth, not seeing any fangs, but before I remove my finger, she releases her fangs and glides her spiky purple tongue across the tips. "Whoa," I murmur. "Aren't you full of surprises?" I chuckle.

I did not want to be reminded of what I had lost. “I will destroy him, Jenna; he has to be killed,” I promise her. Nodding in agreement, “I know, and I agree; he is too dangerous to be left alive,” she says. “Once we find out from Doctor Rivers what the toxin is, I want to try and remove it from your system. I just need to get a sense of whether it will hurt the pup or not first,” Jenna says.

Rachel turned the screw. "Miyako, did you give Pamela that box of matches?" Caprica glared at the ninja. "Matches? Matches are 'Old School'. Ninja's use encapsulated chemical reagents to generate flames," Miyako enlightened us all. "They even work underwater." Caprica looked down and coughed. When she looked back up, she was shaking her head and grinning. "I concede," she sighed. "Students," she called out.

Jerson who was about to touch the body was immediately stopped by Vishnu. “Don’t touch the body. He drank poison," Vishnu said. “You heard about Vuintor Poison, right? It's in demand in the underground business. It is the best use in mass murder as the poison transfers to your body if you touch the person who was affected.”

my patient wheezed. Sh*t! That would explain why his healing wasn't kicking in. That would also mean that whoever did this to him wasn't just anyone; no random thug could afford silver nitrite. That material was exclusively used by law enforcement and the military, or someone rich enough to buy it on the black market. "Okay, stay with me," I said calmly and soothingly. I took out a vial of monkshood, an incredibly toxic substance in its raw state but with exceptional medicinal properties if refined correctly.

"When you take the Spire, do you become the new Council? Do you start auctioning off girls like me?" Jago’s eyes softened, just for a second. "I was a Scrapper before I was a Commander, Zora. I don't want a throne. I want the Spires to fall so the sun can finally hit the slums again." I didn't believe him. Not entirely. But I didn't have a choice. Every second I spent negotiating was a second that Dante was losing a piece of himself. "Show me the vein," I said. The descent into the cooling system was a journey into a neon-violet nightmare. Jago gave me a "Breather"—a small, obsidian device that filtered the Void-liquid directly into my lungs. It tasted like battery acid and old copper.