I snickered and the lights went off, the expanse radiated a soft red underneath us and we looked around.

  Gasps erupted as we floated in the room, all of us were out of control while it developed into an ocean, bubbles escaped my mouth as we saw unusual merpeople.

With the head of snappers and bluish-grey humanoid bodies with gills on their sides.

Unlike us, they were very much harmonized to the water.

"How are we supposed to fight these things if we can't even throw a punch?"

Shadow Recruit: Mutant Madness

 They walked into the elevator and she hung her bag, her eyes shifted to his hoodie with blots on it from the sand and blows "Sorry about that" 


"I found this garment a bit too plain" He pulled it up sniffing "And graveolent" 


"Forty-two hundred" He explained and her eyebrows rose. 


He ruffled his hair "It's eighteen in earthling years" 


Silence. He raised her red gloves "You bypassed these apparatuses" 


They met Quinn in the living room and he frowned. She winced at his expression 


"You simply have to leave, you can stop by at Darcy's place" 


 Her eyes dilated when Nova held her shoulders, "Aren't your demands rather too severe?" 


"No, I already let her use my gym" He flicked his hair. 


 Nova and Emma exchanged looks about the sandbag torn out of its seams. 


 "I concur with the neutral one, you must leave" 


Chapter 39: Menace