Romans & histoires The Mutant

Luna is holding a pen and a paper waiting for what I will say next. “No!” I screamed. I don’t know what to do and I am starting to panic. What if I can’t go back to my body anymore? I am not ready. Please don’t. I tried to touch Devon again but I couldn't really touch him. Same with Luna. How can I go back? I saw the mirror was gone and the crystals too. Means I am not protected anymore and the door is gone. So there’s a possibility that I will be stuck here. I ran to the door but I couldn't open it because I couldn't even touch the doorknob. I suddenly heard the voice whispering in my ears again…

"You could have turned. That's what normal people do." "Oh! Maybe I'm not in the normal people league. Anywhere. Your body is gorgeous. I couldn't stop my eyes. I thought you had something different on you." "Why? Why would I? Why would you think that?" "Well, because you are a mutant. You know, like those that are in the movies. They usually have um... what is it? A bad reflex. A disorder... An umm.... Yah. Entropy." "I have nothing like such. About the Mutants. You father didn't just experiment on my team. He also experimented on teams before mine. See that guy from yesterday. Armstrong?

Then that shell would break to let out a creature that was hideous and scary and weird. In the process of trying to drive him away, they somehow ended up gravitating towards each other. Finding comfort in the unexpected company, deep secrets tumbling out in the middle of the night. The guy who got stranded for sightseeing was suddenly showing her perspectives she had never seen before. The girl who barely talks was suddenly telling him the things he needed to hear all his life. But at the end of the day, you should never ever trust a stranger. Soon the creature would enclose itself completely for the second time, never to be seen like that again. It was a period of transformation.

“You are my mate, so you absolutely can be.” “No. I mean I can’t be the Pack Luna.” She clarifies, referring to the formal title of an Alpha’s spouse. “It’s not possible. I’m a mutant, a freak.” “What did you just say?” I snarl, my wolf roaring in outrage. “I’m a –

Prophet Rufus is looking everywhere for answers, but to date, no one has a clue how to reverse the mutations. It’s not all that bad, though. We seem to have longer life spans now. While others suffered terribly, a few benefited greatly from the mutations. The one person who benefited the most is Alpha Theo, our king, as he calls himself. He and his friends were disgraced, banished, powerless rogues before the explosion. He became indestructible after it. Apparently, no bite, spear, spell or weapon goes through him. That’s why he was able to take over every pack in this town and make himself our king. The Indestructible Steel King is what his friends call him. He is the most cruel and ruthles

We were all standing facing this more than macabre and repulsive sight as I covered my nose and mouth. As Aisha so aptly surmised earlier, these mutants seem to have a limited period, if I'm referring to them appearing until they die, I'd say no more than 24 hours. But 24 hours is long, very long even to allow them to commit a real slaughter among humans. It wouldn't be nice to witness that in real life, a real apocalyptic image.

Although they also have eyes and noses, they are entirely deformed, unable to see their original form. My heart was filled with fear. 'What creatures are those, after all?' While I was thinking, the other two mutants rushed into battle. They mainly use force from their arms; their arms are solid, and they can lift a block stone easily. Contrary to their large bodies, they move extremely fast and agile. But there is a unique point: their eyes do not seem to see; they only use their ears to listen and rush to the enemy.

Exuding a lethal presence, Gideon replied, "This is far more powerful than Demonbreaker. I have no desire to kill you, but I warn you not to provoke me again. Next time, it won't be your fist—I'll crush your head." Aryella clenched his jaw, feeling a sense of dread. With a sudden sneer, she declared, "My fist will regenerate. It might take as little as half a minute or as long as three months. But you won't last here for 49 days." Gideon stared in disbelief. "It can grow back? Are you human or some kind of ghost?" Aryella responded, "I'm just a mutant from a failed experiment." "A failed experiment? Are we talking about genetic engineering here? Does Zonia Sect dabble in that, too?"