JebadiahKerman

William still insists on carrying on, "Bit still, it doesn't make sense," he implored "Every organism has to eat, drink and excrete!" I reply After this interesting conversation, we headed for the assault course bit, the sort of thing you see in films like full metal jacket and the like, only indoors, and not full of commanders shouting at you but hey ho. I easily obliterated all of the times set before hand by my good (yet recently deceased) friend Alex, who was with me when the blast happened. Oh yeah, the blast, er, well that was the last thing that u remember before....this happened, bit late recalling it now I know but as they say bett

I look down to see my hands a darker shade. Wierd, I  thought. Soon I was jolted by a strange sensation in my lower back. Then, with a screech of pain, I'm thrown to the grown as a new appendage grew from my back, while this is happening my hands begin to develop what feels like black scales. As my hands get fully engulfed, they seem to fuse each finger together and great black, glossy claws grow from where my nails once were. Now the scales travel up my arm and all over my torso, when they get to my spine, an almighty crack is heard as my spine is snapped into a new position. Great pressure began to build up around my shoulder blades and wit

"So," Myles began "it appears that our statement on Dennis' disapperance and, well death was.....incorrect..." A universal gasp was heard around. "Yeah," now Michael, "er, we had full reason to believe that our most successful, most dedicated operative to have been killed in action." I said,  as I say this , some of the lights flickered into life and my sleek, stealthy body was silhouetted against, my shadow thrown across the room. The gasps that followed were...wel absolutely hilarious if I do say so myself. Forgive me but....LEL! I started again,  this got a few nervous laighs from around the room, After, an interesting retelling of my r