In the city of Zaun, strange murders have been occurring at the H.I.V.E. labs frequently, cancelling their efforts to create a method to reuse the sewage waste for the good of Zaun. Efforts have been made to track the murderer down, but all efforts...
The body blew up.. The blasted human blew up! His shadow exploded in an array of sticky flesh. Served him right! Sneaking around MY kingdom like that! But what about his stuff.. The stuff that now belongs to ME! The stuff that he most likely stole! LIKE EVERY SURFACE DWELLER!
I scurry over to the area, sniffing on the hard humid ground for the scent of blood. Nothing. Nothing! My ingredients.. My sludge.. Now gone somehow! Not even a head or blood. IT WAS A FAKE! I kick the wall in frustration. The feet numb from the pain, but that didn't matter. I quickly move to the crack on the walls where my roachmen, my beloved subjects, lie.
"YOU!" I shout to one, stepping back nervously. He knew what would happen if he talked back to his superior. "Tell the others to search around! Search every aspect of my kingdom! My sewers!! Twitch believes we have a stupid human among our midst.. and I want to be the one to skewer him.. No one plays tricks with the first Plague Rat..." The roach nods in agreement before he skitter away to tell his brethren of the demands. I slowly camouflaged to my dark surroundings, looking rapidly left and right, up and down for any signs of the surface-dweller. They're here to ruin everything again! They always do! I know it! At least, I got something for it..
I open my pouch to see what appears to be a series of green blobs. The dummy. Sniff. It wasn't made of rat poison. Sniff. Sniff. Smells like the sludge of home.. but.. different. Weird chemicals.. Could this be..
I jerk my head about rapidly before I leave without a trace. The faster I go to the safety of my beloved lair, the better...
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I ran to the center of the sewers and kept my ear up for any signs. Around these deep caverns of mine, the footsteps echo in the distance, giving an indicator of a pesky surface intruder. I raise them up only to hear the comfortable rushing toxic water of bile, feces, and chemicals. The smell always comforts me.. The tunnels grow wider and wider with every step towards my lair. The tunnels then reveal rusty arches. These arches leading to what seems to be the inside of a tower. A tower where all of the sewage runs to the bottom. Where all tunnels end in a green pool of waste. Where all pipes lead to home..
I reveal myself, feeling the comfort of the toxins I sniff, jump into the pool and swam to the inside of a gigantic pipe at the bottom of it. The pipes twist and turn until finally a small, dim, green light is seen above him.. I hop out of the water and steps into the metal bracing of the entrance. The area's a complete mess. Paper and knickknacks strewn about. Books and glass litter the floor. I push all of it away, grabbing a blender from a stack of journals. I look down at my pouch again where the green blobs lie. This will work.. I know it..
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Everything was black. The poisons that ache my flesh sucked all of the energy I had. I can't open my eyes. I can't move. All I felt is a hand grabbing me tightly, carelessly, nails digging. I would've fought back. I was in the hands of a killer! The murderer! But.. I couldn't. All I could do was make out small details in the void. The feel of bouncing around in some small containment... Something leathery. But what!? I want to get out.. I just want to get out.. This was a mistake! Mom.. Dad..? Please let this be a dream. Please pinch me. I spoke too soon.
Suddenly, the hand grabs me again, choking my very being. I try to scream, but it was too low. I try to squirm but nothing work. I begin to look at the other perspectives I had, but one by one they were all grabbed. We got shoved into something.. Something metal.. and sharp.. With a weird warm liquid.. So sticky.. Something mushy? Something.. living? Kicking? I felt my skin tingle.. Not good..
I need to get out of here! He's torturing me.. He's holding me hostage! I can't be the captured here. I won't let some villain win! I can be the hero.. If I can just... reform.. We're so close..
The metal blades spin.. and spin.. and spin.. It wrecked havoc upon me.. A sharp pain embodies me! The color of green forming in my eyes.. Was that my blood? In the distance I heard his heinous cackling. He laughs at my torment! I know it! I'll show him.. I just need to reform.. My vision begins to turn green.. The color of what could be considered my blood and flesh.. I can't die here. I won't be another victim!
I can feel my multiple selves, my bloblets, touching each other. The metal chopping us up one by one.. Gotta endure the pain.. Almost there.. Electricity began to surge below me. Smoke turns my skin brittle.. I won't die.. I won't die! Just.. keep it together!
The bloblets become one. When I emerged, the place was filled with electricity and smoke..
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Pain. Pain was all I felt when I was me again. My arms and legs hurt to move... I'm scared to move.. My head felt dizzy at it all. My throat burns as if a fire was building inside of me.. Whatever surged beneath me got to me that time. I can't open my eyes... I can't feel my senses.. I can't talk.. I can't think.. Where was I? Someplace.. empty. Hollow. I could hear my breathing. So hard. So loud.
Suddenly, something wrapped around me. Something furry and sticky. I try to fight back at its grip, but I was severely weakened. "You're.. You're so goopy.." it said in a raspy, out-of-breath voice. "And big.. and tough..." My effort to escape began to dwindle as I heard this creature's voice. It felt.. Happy. Caring. Full of pride. It's rare to see those in Zaun.. Can this guy be the murderer? Is he really?
I slowly open my eyes.. The smoke begins to fade away to reveal what seems to be a mutated rat hugging me sweetly like some teddy bear. The plague rat himself.. The stories were true.. The inclination to fight back is immense, but I couldn't. I didn't. I didn't see a murderer or a sociopath of a rat, but.. something that was just happy I was here. I just look down at Twitch. Was this really the guy who poisoned everyone.. Who killed a good amount of people..? I don't know.. I just don't know..