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

 She cut it pronto and changed into her suit, the purple tracks altered to black and she touched her earpiece. "I'm on my way" 


She heard gunshots and slid down the steps to meet him. 


"I won't be long, Quinn won't be home either" 


 She jumped down and phased at the gunshots and Quinn sprawling over a crate to roll down on the floor shooting at the marauder in black. 


 The supply line was filled with them, she ducked when the shooter on the elevated bridge shot the glass sporadically over them. 


"Don't leave this fucking place without anything!" The man yelled to the others, pulling the mask up from his mouth loading up a jeep. 


 She blasted him off and Quinn shot at the ones close by, they groaned, tumbled and others hid. 


 He pulled a pin out from a hand grenade with his teeth and threw it above the crate. 


Chapter 42: Fighting Style