Parasite

The End

Dr Tirror watch from cameras attach on vests of the soldiers. He scribbles notes that now made pages blue. He will rewind parts of video seeing spines would pierce into the vest with speed. Seeing blows that are powerful fail to fracture. He smile that can only be describe as only those that are fascinated by pain conflicted by the fact they are not the one giving it. In green Dr Tirror writes theories. Theories of the outer shell are not just made of calcium however maybe like diamond carbon structure. Making the shell not strong but hard, becoming an almost imperturbable amour. This alone can be useful. Only if he can get his hands on one of them will make all the differences.

With a glance of his watch show that time was running out as it reach a fifty-five minute mark. There has been no process of getting one of the subjects. Looking outthe camera he can see them stand. Though they are almost inscrutable they are tired and how they hold themself show signs of damage not being hidden by instinct to fight them-selves out. As the camera jumps forward they move out of the way reviling a blur of red and yellow crash turning the screen black. The screen shakes as Toby comes into view. Spines curling back ready to shoot forward ready to strike just like cobras. A smile of full teeth and an incredible stretch as limbs become longer.

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Toby can see the world; he can also see a snake type creature with spines just like his and long strings connecting to him. The snake chuckles, "We should fight."

His body move without his say so, as he faces the person with deep blue and red. Eye large stare back at him as glassy refection show were the others are behind him. Toby found that he could not speak.

The person attacks, moving fast. For split second Toby take in information from the moment the unknown intruder entered. A coldness as if slow drops of water trickle down his back. One on the stings yank just as the creature connected to him, moving him out of the way.

Casey look at the fight her predictor trying to latch on. Too many possibilities, if not hopeful that Toby would win and come back to his normal self. Bo-Peep as she can see, her spines clicking together making sound like a plague of crickets. Tadashi starts to do the same. She can read that they are stress an instinct start to take over. D eyes watch closely at the fight.

Toby can feel a sticky substance with a colour of milk coat over his spines and squelch between his fingers. He can feel them burn and become numb. At times a cold tingle sensation will climb up with every punch.

The snake creature will comment as the snake creature pull on strings making Toby bend just as strange little people made of wood that bend twist at odd angles when a button push underneath. With a tackle Toby traps frog person only for them slip from Toby grasps. A hand rubs into his eyes. Pain of hot red needles drill; if trying to reach the back of his own head. Snake creature cried in pain as does Toby.

D flitch as Toby screams; wild are his spines thrashing to keep everything away. He can see Toby opponent grab a pot, ready to strike Toby down. It did not hit as a large grasp escape from their lips, as a spine from D puncture deep into side. A sound of a plug being removed made a gurgle from a drain as D spines move from wounds made. A red so bright that nothing can match it move down the frog person as dry water beds fill with water.

Casey pours water from her hands as she was away, she could not do much for the pain. With heat her hands dry. Her eyes fixated on frog person as they kneel over. Her oath demanding that she saves lives. From her leg she pulls bandages and compression bandages. Bo-Peep containing over three centenaries of knowledge pull Tadashi and D away.

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Dr Tirror limbs stretch long as he tower over two meters tall. Anger as full his action. His arm flings down with forces that the table concave just slightly as light curve with the indent. He stares at the five standing there; a desire to break for its sound boils deep within him.