Evan's POV
"Moo! Hurry open up we got the serum!" I frantically shout as I bang mercilessly on the door to the medical room. The excited atmosphere dissipates the moment the door creaks open, and Moo peers through, looking mauled to death. How in the hell did he manage that?
"Oh shit Moo!" Terroriser sprints to the scratched up man's side, inspecting and feeling for major injuries.
"Relax. Hand me the drugs, we have almost no time left." Moo finally speaks, grabbing at the container we brought before pulling back into the room.
When I see what's going on inside, I instantly get how Moo got hurt. Delirious is pulling at the restraints keeping him pinned to the bed. His eyes glare into mine. No, this isn't him. My heart drops as glowing toxic green eyes continue to stare me down. A snarl rips out of his throat.
"Delirious did this to you?!" Terroriser's voice raises, and Moo bites back.
"That's not him, it's that stupid drug that's manipulating him." Everyone in the room remains silent as Moo opens up the container.
"Jeez how many did you grab!" Moo looks at us incredulously.
"Hey, we were being thorough!" Cartoonz defends.
"Okay well now you all need to leave so I have no distractions and can hopefully cure Delirious before he is too far gone."
"Moo," Terroriser gazes intently into his eyes, "you're hurt." Moo replies with a soft smile.
"I have rapid healing, it's fine. Now all of you, out." He proceeds to shoving us towards the door, and we reluctantly file out of the room, closing the entrance behind us.
My particular animal is a predator, territorial, and also dominate. I'm like an alpha, which pisses me off because certain things set off those alpha instincts. Right now my blood is boiling and I'm itching to kill whoever did this to Delirious. At the same time, I'm fighting the urge to rush to his side and shield him--let no else go near him or touch him. Why is my animal acting up so much? Never in my hybrid years have I reacted so strongly towards someone else. This is bad, and I feel like it's only going to get worse. Just what has this raccoon done to me?
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Brock's POV
I sift through all the medications, and my eagle-eye vision singles one out. Bingo! A slow smile spreads across my face as I pull out the glowing green liquid. Now all I need to do is create an antidote to counter the mind drug. I get to work, grabbing different concoctions and mixtures I predicted would help. Sliding some of the drug under a microscope, I proceed to mix it with other things. I sigh a couple of times in frustration when sometimes I would cause the drug cells to multiply instead of eliminating them.
After what felt like hours, I am ready to give up. I grab my last combination: a pale pink liquid and add it to the petrie dish. I quickly peer into my microscope, before gasping in delight as I watch the pink cells erasing the green cells, ending with no traces of any harmful substances.
I swivel my chair to face the bed. Delirious is still struggling, but even with his eyes being unnaturally green and his body beyond his control, his little face is twisted in agony, torn between being manipulated and being himself. My face sets into a determined look, and I swiftly grab a clean syringe from my desk. Estimating how much serum Delirious has in his body, I underestimate slightly with the antidote to stay on the safe side. Don't need to overdose the guy with something else because that will probably worsen things. I hover over him as he glare daggers at me, and decides to put up a greater fight. I don't know if this will completely work, or how long it will take to cause an effect. Please work! I use my body weight to hold him still as I carefully inject the pink liquid into an artery. The moment of truth.
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Jonathan's POV
All I can remember is something soft touching my head, and the soothing words of someone familiar. Then I see myself attacking Moo, hissing and snarling. Soon everything is black again, and the occasional voices ring in my ears but my mind is too foggy to identify them.
For the first time in a while, my body feels attached to my head as I feel liquid fire flow through my veins. Whatever it is, it's both soothing and painful. A whimper cuts through the silence, and I realize I made it. My body quivers as the pain fades, leaving me feeling way more exhausted then need be. Trying not to drift, I reach for my face to rub my eyes and squeak in surprise when I find myself just a little bit tied down. I squirm, now fully awake, and open my eyes slowly while squinting at the bright lights overhead.
"Are you ok, or still psycho?" Moo's quiet voice ripples the silence, and after fully adjusting, I turn my head to its source. Glad I have my body back, but I really need to apologize to Moo for trying to turn him into a shredded bald eagle. Even if it wasn't exactly me. I don't need to nod my head, for one look into my eyes and Moo relaxes, a tired grin stretching his face apart.
"Thank god, I didn't want to be your scratching post again."
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The Project (H2OVanoss)
FanfictionDISCLAIMER: This was written before all of the stuff came out about Lui and Mini. The only reason this is still up is because they aren't the main focus of the story, however I do not condone any of the things they've done and I refuse to promote th...
