Winner: The discovery of ElementsGratz!
Little Odysseyby slovenc555
It woke up. It realised, it was trapped inside a shell. It tried to brake free, and brake free it did. It looked around and saw a beautiful world, coated in a strange orange glow. It gazed up and saw two orbs, one silver, one gold. It felt the intense heat and it liked it. It felt its wings for the first time in it's life. It tried to fly, but nothing more than the heat produced by the friction between its wings and its skin. It didn't care, it just wanted to know what it is. A sudden memory came to it's mind. It went to the nearest pile of ash and tried to eat. It coughed, as the hard volcanic ash scraped down its throat. It was agitated, and started moving it's wings with greater force than before, and the heat caused its body to burst into flames, which were hot enough to lift it off the ground.
It flew towards an unknown goal, that was closer that it ever thought. At first, it lost some height, as it wasn't used to the cooler atmosphere away from its birth place. As it descended, it saw a moving landscape of a royal blue color, and it wanted to touch such a magnificent surface. As it did, the cold from the surface transferred to its otherwise warm body and it shivered, with surprised and afraid. But it flew on, towards its goal, with the same height as before. As it looked down once again and saw a dark figure approaching, and flew away just in time, any later and a crawler of some kind would grab it.
So it flew as high as it could, from a cold and dangerous landscape to a place, where everything seemed to be made out of pure light. It landed, tired from the flight that literally lasted most of its short life and noticed, that the ground was just warm enough for its comfort. It looked around and saw regions that were a bit darker the rest of the landscape. It went to see, what are these strange places, and as it touched one of those, it shivered.
It flew away from the shining landscape and saw a weird deserted place with seemingly no life at all. It looked up towards the sky, and saw lots of creatures flying around. It went up and saw flies using not fire, but air to fly. It asked the flies to show it to a place to rest, and the flies showed it to a white fluffy structure. As it rested, it realized that those flies weren't so different at all. But before it could ask them anything, they flew away and it had to continue its journey towards it's goal. It was soon that it saw even bigger flies, some producing light, some producing fire, not for flight, but for illumination. It first saw it was flying into a ever darker twilight than too.
All the life in the sky suddenly vanished. It looked down and saw the same landscape than before, but this time there were creatures there. It went down to see them. As it came, a creature tried to attack it. It fought back, but as it looked away the creature split into two. It didn't like this creature, so it flew away. It flew over dunes, some frozen in time, some moving like for the future and some in reverse. It was confused by all this, and it wanted to leave. It saw even more creatures like the one that was attacking it.
It quickly flew over, leaving the twilight and entering complete darkness. The only source of light in the landscape it has found was the fire that let it fly. It was afraid of every single sound, expecting to be killed any second. It stopped, and the light went out. It was more tired than afraid. A sudden sound woke it up, it felt nibbling on its leg. It could not se anything it this eternal darkness, it didn't even think of flying. But because of the fear, it was shivering and that was enough to reveal the dull landscape. It thought that it saw something move, but it thought it was nothing. As it calmed down, the shivering stopped and the nibbling began once again. This time, it began flapping its wings suddenly, and that revealed over fifty centipedes going back to the shadows and the ones that were close started screaming it their last pain and died.
It was scared and went up, up as far up as it could. It arrived into space. It saw nothing but stars. It felt lonely. Soon, it saw another being just like itself. It flew towards the creature, and the creature flew towards it. They met and gestured each other. It saw an asteroid coming towards them and jumped to save its new friend, and the creature jumped towards it. It closed its eyes, prepared for a collision... And nothing happened. It just went trough what he thought was a creature like itself. It now realized, that it's new friend wasn’t anything more than a reflection, perhaps from another dimension.
It flew away, freaked out from the meeting and landed in a weird landscape. It has known, that it was near the place where the centipedes attacked it, since it was in the weird twilight it known prom it's previous journeys. It landed to rest. The ground was hot, even for it, a creature of fire, but when it looked down it saw ice. It quickly walked away from that weird spot and rested where was cool enough for it to stay. It woke up realizing that it's stuck. The ground it was previously sleeping on was now a liquid. Strange creatures were surrounding him, obviously first time they saw such a creature. It tried to fly, but it was stuck. When the creatures surrounding it saw that, they started pulling it out of the ground.
So it gratefully flew away, towards its unknown goal. It flew over a sickingly gray-greenish landscape, where it saw movement, but sensed no life at all. It landed on a round rock, to drink the lavafolw, it hasn't drunk in days. When it looked up from its object of interest, it saw that what it thought was a landscape, were moldy bones. It looked at the rock it was standing on, and saw two un-dead eyes gazing at it. It felt that he must not stay here, or it will die. But it was a long trip and it was still thirsty.
It drank a bit more and flew over bones of dead creatures to a place, it could no longer fly. It felt like it was three times heavier. It could barely walk, let alone fly. It was lucky that the terrain around it was the same color as its skin; otherwise one of the many creatures it has seen would have killed him, for they were all bigger than any other it has ever seen.
It walked for days in this hell, but finally made it to a rocky landscape where gravity was back to normal. The landscape here was dry and lifeless, so it didn't have any interest to descend. But the second sun has taken its toll and its little body was overheating. It needed a cool place to stay for a while. So it descended down, chose one of the many caves and went to rest inside. It woke up with the sound similar to the one it heard when he encountered the centipedes and started flapping it's wings to make light. It saw that it was a completely different creature. Not an aggressive creature of darkness, but a friendlier creature of earth. It had no reason to attack, so it left the cave to continue its journey.
It flew over the sun scorched lands and saw a green landscape and with curiosity descended down. It tried to land on a green, oval rock, seemingly floating above the others but fell down as the rock moved aside with a gust of wind. It realized that the rock was a part of a different structure. It heard something that seemed relaxing, until some of the same substance it encountered when it first left its home touched it. It was cold, scared and agitated, so it tried to get as far away as possible.
It came out of the scary green environment and found itself back home. Some other beings just like it were coming out of their shells, just like it did. As it saw the others it realized what it is. A Brimstone Eater, a part of a community where everyone did their job and everyone was happy.
The discovery of Elementsby Gl1tch
Tom's suit beeped rhythmically, reminding him he was alive. Not much else did. The emptiness of space was daunting, and where he was, there were no stars.
There were no stars!
Tom flipped around, grabbing his stabilization tether for support. Just where was he that there were no stars? It was like all matter was concentrated on this solar system, and nothing else existed. And staring into the abyss, that feeling of being dead returned. There was no temperature, no feeling, no breeze like he was accustomed to on his barn back home in Tennessee. No gravity meant there was no down, and no stars meant there was no up.
No stars.
His suit beeped again bringing him back down to Earth. Well, not back down to Earth, he thought with a laugh, but it refocused him. He used his radio again.
"If there is anyone out there," he said, repeating his call for help, "anyone out there at all, I have exited the anomaly, I have arrived somewhere in space. Please respond, over." But it wasn't really a call for help. Not yet. It hadn't really sunk in just how far from home Tom really was. Only one thing was sinking in at this point.
No stars.
Tom whistled inside his helmet, creating a chord with it's rhythmic beat. "Well," he thought, "this has to go somewhere". He began climbing down the cable he was tethered to.
The climb was difficult at first, as the cable was twisted around his ankle, and he got caught more than once on the carbon nano-tube cord, who's physical properties were suddenly all over the map. It began to have a fractal-esque design, like thousands of carbon snowflakes had been stacked on top of each other, in beautiful spiraling patterns that made absolutely no sense. Running his fingers down the cable, Tom remembered that if his suit was punctured, he'd be dead, but somehow that didn't phase him. "No stars..." he thought, and his suit beeped as though sharing in his contemplation.
The faint pull of gravity began to take hold. Grasping on to his cable, Tom allowed his legs sling in front of him, so that it looked like he was straddling the cable and facing downward. The wrap around his ankle caught again, and Tom found himself entangled. He bent over himself, with his bottom half right-side up, but his body redoubled at his waist. This awkward position only lasted for a second, as he fell backwards, so that his upper half was now the one that was right side up, and his head was aligned with his knees. Moving as quickly as one can in such a clunky suit, Tom grabbed on to the rope again, inadvertently grabbing on to a section of the rope that was below his ankles, and leaving him thoroughly wrapped in the rope. Quickly fixing his ankle tangle, Tom realized he was sitting on the rope. The cable rose up from the planet in front of him, passed between his legs like he was sitting on it, and then rose up behind him. Lifting his left leg up and over the tether, he suddenly found himself right side up and sliding down the rope again.
Looking up at the top of the rope, he saw that the cable was still caught in the strange anomaly that had brought him here. He assumed that it was still connected to the other side. His suit beeped once more, perhaps angry he had called it clunky earlier, or perhaps agreeing with his idea, and Tom threw one of his flares through the anomaly. While it wouldn't light, it was a signal. It was the flare that gave off yellow flames. A tentative maybe.
To his surprise, the flare he received in return was a red flare. "What danger," Tom thought, "could be on the safe side of the anomaly?" But Tom's thoughts were misguided, as the anomaly itself was the danger, and it quickly collapsed. The cable was no longer taught, and now that gravity was in effect, it would no longer prevent his free-fall. And fall he did.
Now plummeting rapidly, Tom found himself descending through the lone planet's atmosphere. Suddenly concerned with where the other end of the rope was, he had difficulty seeing as the air whipped past his visor. Squinting to see, Tom stared at the landscape below him. He was approaching a vast island in an apparently endless sea of water, and he could see glorious geography similar to the rock back home. Vast shoots of lava shot from volcanoes in violent geysers, streaming down the mountainside in such extreme amounts that the island had to be growing on one side at a visible rate. This volcanic activity had caused many mountains, and vast deserts stretched along the globe. Glancing in a haphazard manner, Tom noticed jungles, caverns, and a strange land of pink rock way off to one side where he could barely see it. He had just noticed a vast swamp when he fell through a cloud. Wiping his helmet clean, Tom saw the next row of clouds had buildings upon them, like a society living in the sky. Awestruck, Tom saw that the creatures there were staring at the end of his rope, and one of the children kicked it comically. But he didn't have much time to look as he zipped past, falling just to the side realizing that the whiplash from the tether would surely kill him, especially in it's new strangely thorny shape. Tom let go of his last remaining connection to the world he came from, and began to tumble in descent. Slowly flipping, he found himself with his back downward, and his limbs and head floating lazily behind it. It was in this position he hit the water. And with that extremely forceful collision, he blacked out. As they said it back home, he began to see stars.
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When Tom awoke, an angry wind blew across his face.
Wind blew across his face!
Tom sat up frantically, feeling his head. Where was his helmet?! He'd die without air! Where were his gloves?! His suit? His radio... his...... where was he?
The angry wind blew across his face again.
Looking around, he was on a small island, stranded. The natural foliage looked quite similar to the palm trees growing on the beaches back home, and Tom almost thought he was home, when he heard a voice.
Someone giggled.
The voice was carried on the angry wind, so Tom had no idea how far this strange giggling person was away. But after pausing to get a sample of the soil and water, before cataloguing the tree and taking a seed, Tom had forgotten about the strange giggle.
Until the wind blew again, angrier. And the giggle was carried on the wind again.
Concerned now, Tom looked about his tiny island. It was more like a sand bar caused by rocky terrain nearby, so the island was tiny. There was no seismic activity that could be detected. As far as Tom could tell, the island had been formed because the submerged mountains caused a quiet spot in the ocean where this island was, and though the mountains were long gone, somehow the sandbar stayed.
The wind furiously tried to destroy the island. Or was it trying to destroy Tom? And why was the wind giggling?
And that's when Tom saw her. Floating above the water not too far away from him was a beautiful woman, with streaming locks of hair that sparkled as the wind blew. But the wind didn't blow around her. No... she was causing the wind to blow! And with a grin filled with a double row of sharp teeth, the strange woman hissed at Tom ferociously before lighting a match.
The large explosion nearly killed him.
Now blown far into the water, Tom would have bled out if the fire had cauterized his wounds instantly. Still, he had severe burns on his stomach and arms, and several chunks of skin were missing from when his leg had hit the tree. And far away, by the island, the strange woman burst into hysterical bouts of laughter.
A joyful wind blew across Tom's face, and he could hear the sound of her laughter dying down. But Tom knew what the wind meant around here. And he was scared to death of it.
He painfully did the backstroke towards the woman, trying not to cause too much exertion, but she playfully flew away, annoyed he'd escaped her pocket of flammable air. Tricking her, he navigated so that the island was between the two of them. When she lit the match, the gas hadn't quite made it to Tom, and instead of blowing backward, both of them were sucked in by the undertow of air and water. Once cool air had replaced the warm air from the fire, and water had replaced the now combusted island, the floating woman found Tom right up close to her. And so, with great difficulty, he grabbed her ankle. She hissed and barred her teeth again, preparing to strike, but Tom was too quick for her, burying a needle into her leg.
The sedative worked wonders.
Examining the strange woman, he saw that she was humanoid except for her neck, which had extra holes for exhaling a strange chemical. Tom placed a teleportation pad on the small of her back where she wouldn't feel it or be able to reach it, and then looked for land once more. What he saw made him even happier.
His rope.
Draping the unconscious body on the trunk of the alien palm tree, Tom swam towards his rope to safety. Exhausted from his wounds, Tom grabbed onto the rope to start climbing. But he found he couldn't pull himself up and fell instantly. He tried again, tugging once more, but failed. He then tugged the rope twice, to check his handhold, when the rope started lifting itself. Tom climbed just high enough to wrap his legs around the cable, and waited to reach the city in the clouds. Below him, he heard the faint giggle of his lovely flying friend, before hearing a tremendous roar at his feet.
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Tom arrived at the city in the clouds after a half hour of floating. He'd been pulled up by thousands of airborne insects, about the size of his torso. They seemed to be receiving signals from their leader, who had a bioluminescent abdomen. Staring at the wonderful creatures, Tom realized that they all had bioluminescent abdomens, but their leader's light was caused by a small flame inside them, instead of a strange chemical reaction. The creatures seemed to hesitate when the heard the roar from below, but they pulled anyway. Eventually they carried Tom to the top, where a humongous flying antlike being greeted him.
This new insect was about twice the size of Tom, looking far sturdier than anything he'd encountered so far. It clacked it's pincers rapidly, and Tom's rescuers flew away. To Tom's surprise, the ant being spoke.
"You are not the nymph!" it barked.
"I'm sorry?" Tom said.
"The nymph! The one sent to kill you"
"Well, I'm sorry to have disappointed you..." Tom said wryly, "but I'm afraid I'm still alive."
"Hmph!" snorted the firefly's supreme leader. "I can see that. This is no good! You may not stay here! You must go! Go! Back to where you come from! Up there! Go back! We do not want you here!"
"I'm afraid I don't know how to get back. This strange portal opened in the sky, and I fell..."
"My queen..." said the firebutt who'd carried Tom upward, "there are three theories about the intruders origin. Some believe he is a fallen angel, or perhaps a strange aetherian man who portaled out of confusion. It has been suggested he be sent to the aetherian temples to get this sorted out...."
"No good!" said the firefly queen. "Entropy!" And with that, strange flying beasts grabbed Tom by his arms and flung him off the cloud.
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Tumbling downward to his doom, Tom saw he was flung towards the pink rock he had seen from afar. And, to his horror, he saw he was going to be rescued. By another nymph.
Panicking, he saw the strange pink nymph grab him.
"There there ma boy," it said, "Mommy's here now." It then promptly kissed him.
Startled, Tom shoved her away.
"But Mommy!" said the nymph, "I want to PLAY!!!" She shrieked the last word, beginning to cry. But as quickly as the crying began, it ended, and the nymph dove towards the ground, pounding Tom into the surprisingly soft soil. But the nymph's mood swings struck again, when it shouted "Stay here, I'll protect you!" before kicking Tom in the groin and flying away oblivious to him.
Tom was very confused.
He was even more so when several large wolf creatures charged toward him. They were foaming at the mouth as though rabid, and they looked albino, like a thick layer of pink skin covered their whole body. And when they reached Tom, he heard a fierce shriek from his Nymph friend, and the wolves promptly began tending to his wounds. "Away with you!" shouted the first sane voice Tom had heard on this planet, and quickly the strange pink beings walked, or flew, away. A man dressed as a gladiator in cyan robes peered down at Tom, smiling.
Tom realized he was insane.
"No no!" said the warrior, "you aren't insane. Let's get you home." The warrior lifted Tom up and started sprinting towards the sound of buffeting wind, way in the distance.
It was a strange pink portal, occasionally closing and opening, causing the buffeting sound. The being set Tom by the portal, smiled once more, and handed Tom back the teleportation pad he had discretely placed upon the warrior's back. Not knowing what he was doing, Tom walked into the portal.
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"TOM!" cried his shipmates, running over and hugging him, for he was mysteriously back on the ship. "Are you okay?!" one asked.
"Errr, yea, I guess. That was the weirdest thing that ever happened to me."
"Did you get any data?" asked one of them, excited.
"Yea, loads, it's all right... here?" Tom felt his suit, which was now empty of his samples. The teleportation module said no pads were calibrated. In fact, he found all of his pads back in his suit.
"I... I guess not." Tom said, slipping his thumbs between his thighs and belt. "But I've got all kinds of things to tell you. And... you guys will think I'm crazy, but I've got the strangest idea for a card game..."
Simon's Storyby Hobnob5000
Simon was a Rustler. Every day was the same for him. Wake up, photosynthesise, go for a walk, photosynthesise, go back to sleep. He had no friends, but he didn't need them, he was content with his solitary life. There was only one problem with his life: the scarabs. They were cowards, afraid to attack on their own, but when they were in a group, they bullied him, pulling on his leaves, biting his tail, and so forth. That was, until the fateful day.
One day, when out on his daily walk, a bright light seemed to appear out of nowhere. Now usually, Simon would have ignored this and continued walking. But there was something odd about this light. It seemed to draw him towards it. As he got closer, he realised all the trees and objects around him were becoming bioluminescent, even the dragonflies were now flying around with glowing tails. As Simon got closer to the source, he realised that his leaves were sucking in the light without him even willing them to. As they did, he felt pure power surging around his body. What could this be?
As he advanced further, the light started receding. There was definitely something inside the light, a humanoid figure, appearing to manipulate the light, extending, shaping, channelling it.
"Hey!" shouted Simon, hopefully trying to grab it's attention, "Hey you!"
The being seemed to take no notice. It just floated there, manipulating the light.
"HEY!" yelled Simon, and he picked up a stone and threw it at her. It wasn't a very hard throw, but all of a sudden, all hell broke loose. The figure started screaming, and the light surrounding it seemed to be absorbed back into its body, before exploding outwards, knocking poor Simon off his feet. The figure was still screaming.
"Hang on!" shouted Simon, as he struggled to make his way towards the figure. It took every ounce of his strength, but he eventually got there, and touched his leaf against the figure. She immediately stopped screaming, and fell to the floor, with an ominous glow around her.
"Are you ok?" Simon asked.
"Yeah, I'm good. Thanks for that, I would have died if I had stayed like that for much longer"
"No problem" said Simon, who appeared to be blushing. There was also a strange feeling running through him, a nicer feeling than anything he had ever experienced. "So who are you?"
"I'm Eleanor, a Light Nymph from The Realm."
"Whoa, a Nymph? No seriously, a real Nymph?"
"Yes. Now I need to go, there's plenty for me to do. Thank you... what was your name again?"
"Oh, it's Simon."
"Bye Simon."
Simon didn't sleep well that night. The thought of Eleanor kept running through his mind, her beautiful face, her lovely voice, the light she emitted. She seemed perfect, why did she have to go?
The next day, Simon grudgingly got up, and went to the usual spot where he photosynthesises. When he got there, to his dismay, there were Scarabs leering at him. But it wasn't just Scarabs. For behind them, was a huge creature that seemed to be making more Scarabs as he watched. Simon sighed, and turned around to find another spot to get his energy, when he found his escape route blocked by more Scarabs. One of them advanced.
"Nowhere to run, eh? Trying to coward out. Well lemmie tell you something. You aren't getting away this time. Brothers, it's time to feast!"
And then they were upon him, attacking all parts of him. One was biting his foot, another scratching his face. Soon, you couldn't see him under a horde of green bugs. He was in agony, one of his leaves was ripped to shreds. He began to give up hope, he wasn't going to survive this. Anything could be better than it. A light began to bathe the area, covering all.
"And that's an Archangel coming to take me to heaven..." he thought. Suddenly though, the Scarabs were backing off, looking up at something in the sky. Simon looked up too, and saw the most beautiful sight of his life. 12 beautiful beings, lead by Eleanor, the White nymph. And all were looking particularly angry at the Scarabs.
"You think you can attack this poor Rustler, after he has done nothing to you?" bellowed a stony brown nymph.
"Maybe we should teach you a lesson" shouted a watery blue one. She raised her arms, and it started raining. Heavily. The ground was quickly covered, and rose quickly. Soon, the Scarabs were struggling to swim. One of them jumped up to take a bite out of one of them, but was burned up by a red nymph. The Pharaoh leader tried to throw a punch at one of them, but in mid punch, he started decaying, and died. Soon, no more Scarabs were attacking, they were struggling to survive.
"We will let you live on one condition. You leave Simon alone." bellowed .
"Wha-whatever. Please, let us go!" cried the Scarab who initially challenged Simon. And at a wave of the Watery Nymphs hand, the waters receded. Immediately, the Scarabs ran off into the surrounding woods.
"Guys, you - you saved me..."
"It was Eleanor's idea," said a Purple coloured nymph. "She sensed your troubles, and sent off to help you. Naturally, we followed suit.
"Simon, I know we only met yesterday, but...." She then burst into tears and went down to hug Simon. Suddenly, he was bathed in a light. Not normal light, and not like the light from yesterday. He could feel is tail growing, his leaved extending, his bill lengthening. He was no longer a Rustler.
He was a Leaf Dragon. The Light Nymph floated down.
"I never should have left you. I will stay by you forever."
And that she did.
On the way home, they were both eaten by a grue
The Women of Chaosby zac333
There are many tales of small strange beasts, or large mythical creatures in this world. This is only one of the thousands. Many years beyond our current point in time, a group of scientists, known as Zanz Corp., were researching a mystical power in an underground laboratory. This strange power was illuminating from an ancient artifact dug up many miles away. A relic, of sorts. The Zanz Corp. didn't believe that this power was anything to fear. No longer did the people of this world believe in fairy tales, make-believe stories that children fell asleep to. This was a brutal, cold world that only let science lead themselves into the future. Some people say that this is regrettable, as without a faith or belief, nothing could truly, morally advance. Unfortunately, the people of Zanz Corp. didn't care for anyone but themselves. As one of the leading scientists, known as Scared Girl, carefully placed this relic in a large round tube filled with a thick gelatinous material, she closed and locked the electronic lid. She then proceeded to raise her thumb, signaling her friend Jmizzle7 to send several volts of electricity to the gel. Suddenly, in a burst of light, appeared an older, beautiful woman with a skull tattooed on her arm. He hair was floating as if she were standing in a spring breeze. Her head lie in one arm, her face muffled into the shoulder of her dark grey gown. Amazed, Scared Girl released the woman from the tube. "Who are you?" demanded Scared Girl, "And how did you get in that object?". Little did Scared Girl know, this Woman did not like being yelled at. Her eyes sparkled and glowed with a bright dark-purple light, and before you knew it, Scared Girl was shot across the room by a beam of light. She wriggled, paused, and her movement had ceased.
It was at that moment that Jmizzle7 had thought the worst of poor Scared Girl, but that was the least of his worries. In a blink of an eye, the glowing purple woman looked up at Jmizzle7. He quickly slammed his fist on the red emergency button, locking all doors and windows. The woman was locked away, and away from him. That was all he had worried about. A small group of Scientists, Icybraker Puppychow and Gl1tch, jumped at the alarm. "What does that m-mean?!" Icybraker Shuttered.
"I don't know, but calm down.." said Puppychow softly, "..You'll be fine."
Gl1tch remained silent. It was a scary silence, as not only was he quiet, but he was frozen. He was just in a blank stare. Icybraker shook him, then realized something had happened. Looking past Gl1tch's frozen body, he saw a bruenette woman in a brown tattered robe. Her eyes glowed dark brown, and before you knew it, Puppychow halted all movement as well. Icy, feeling brave, Looked about, and found a fire shooter. In a bolt of fire, the woman was hit and killed. Icybraker rushed to his friends' sides, making them drink a strange blue liquid. All of a sudden, they sprang back to life.
Gl1tch gasped, "Uh! What...What happened?!"
Puppy followed with, "You froze. Then I froze. Then..I'm not sure..."
It was Icybraker's turn to fill in the gaps. "That woman, over there. I killed her. She somehow froze you, but I got her with a fire shooter. I gave you both the healing blue liquid."
In utter disbelief, Gl1tch burst out with, "Thats insanity! Impossible! A bunch of damned lies!"
At that moment, they all went silent. Gl1tches rage soon ended, when the Red haired woman with the burnt gown appeared behind him. Then Puppychow and Icybraker soon followed him. They had died. Jmizzle was left alone with these insane women, all alone. No escape. Just survival.
Jmizzle7 quickly realized this when he had made his way to the security room, and saw more crazy women all over the laboratory. He paused, as he heard the breath of someone behind him. It was a glowing pale woman with a bright-white and clean dress. She spoke to him,
"Jmizzle7. Do not fear. I am not like those others. The golden one and I are not your enemies."
"What do you mean, golden one?"
"She is like me, but she has different abilities than I."
"Where is she?"
"That is my fear. I have lost her in this maze of metal and electricity. We're running out of time! We must find her!"
Jmizzle7 nodded, grabbed his map, and set out with the pale white woman. Many minutes of searching, avoiding the others, and running about, they had found the golden woman. The three decided they must defeat the others to escape. The golden woman closed her eyes, and said,
"The Black Dress Woman is behind that door", and she pointed forward. Then, strangely, an odd metal ball with a small hole in it fell from nowhere. He picked it up, and moved onwards to the room. She turned quickly and spit a strange acid at him, luckily missing. He aimed the ball at her and it shot out lightning, killing her on instant. After many more predictions and strange items appearing, all were dead but the three. At that moment, Jmizzle got an impulse. He turned, and quickly used lightning on the golden woman. She lay collapsed on the floor. Dead. The white woman began crying, sobbing at what Jmizzle had done. He realized he made a mistake, and tried to apologize. It was too late, nothing could revive her. Then, from nowhere, the white woman began glowing. She floated into the air, and swooped down for a devastating strike on Jmizzle. It was at that moment that Jmizzle had shot up, looked around, and heard a familiar voice. It was Scared Girl. She said,
"The test is complete, Jmizzle. Thank you for your participation. We now know that this drug causes mental hallucinations, and violent impulses. We can now fix this and put it on the market."
"What? It was...a chemical test? It was all a dream?"
"Yes."
"What about the crazy women?"
"All figments of your imagination."
Stunned, Jmizzle began laughing uncontrollably. He laughed until he could no longer breath. He could not regain his breathe, and died of a heart attack. This was the end, for Jmizzle. Later, the drug was enhanced and produced on the market. They named it "Mizzalto", in honor of Jmizzle7, who died for it.
