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Memories of the Mangled, Chapter 3
Memories of the Mangled, Chapter 3,
After Imad put the bellicose Harans down, Issam approached & asked Gargorey:
“Woman, what’s that stunt you pulled moments ago?” –“Think of it as breaking a hole in space as another one forms elsewhere,” she replied, “and before you ask, she resumed, while I don’t know how it happened, moments after waking up, info about those new powers started flooding my brain, which gave me a headache.” –“Just like with me minutes ago,” Imad said, stirring his friends’ curiosity, “though “headache” is a MAJOR understatement.” Perplexed by this statement, Jazzuffa asked his friend telepathically: “What else happened when the pain seized you?” The latter answered: “My head too was pumped full with data of my new powers, but also vivid images of corpses scattered all over.” –“Hm, the genius pondered, I wonder why you saw said image
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Memories of the Mangled, Chapter 2
Memories of the Mangled, Chapter 2
Alongside everyone else, Imad looked awestruck as the explosion formed a thick dust cloud, no one understanding what just happened. But before the lad could analyze things properly, he experienced to a head-splitting pain in his brain. He tried keeping the pain in check by squeezing his mineral head between his hands, but he soon realized it was of no use when the pain came back with a vengeance, causing him fall to his knees and start screaming in agony. “AAAAH! H-HELP ME!” The others looked scared and confused as he squirmed & flailed around, unaware of what was going on. But then, they all looked simultaneously towards Sylvie, the woman famous for casting powerful curses whose effects were attributed to the “evil-eye” phenomenon. “Let go of my student this instant!” Issam furiously yelled as he got back up. –“Don’t look at me, she hastily retorted, annoyed. “I’ve lost my powers to
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Memories of the Mangled, Chapter 1
Memories of the Mangled, Chapter 1
(NOTE: Read “Innate Horns” first to understand the context of this story and avoid spoilers. This series is a pseudo-sequel that elaborates on events not touched on by the first story.)
Early 21st century, a global conflict erupted when Jolandia declared war on its neighbor Looboan. Allies of both nations were soon joined by other greedy parties worldwide for the slaughter. Imad Hars fought valiantly over Looboan turf against both Jolandia & the Loob militia to protect Haran citizens; knowing the nuclear warhead was about to drop, he booby-trapped his giant Mech to violently react with the weapon of mass destruction, creating a huge dome of destructive energy which engulfed Looboan before making its way towards Jolandia & turning the nation into a wasteland as well, while its allies and overseas soldiers survived Imad’s death trap. But unknowingly to all parties, the Infinity Toonite deep underneath Looboan had also reacted with the
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Twi-Blight: Ch 3, Pand-Demon, Pt 4
Twi-Blight; Chapter 3: Pand-Demon Part 4
Needless to say, the slimes momentarily froze in fear before backing away slowly. "I won the battle, but the war still rages," Rhapsody thought before facing Khellou through a bot and saying: "I demand you tell me all you know about those creatures and their relation with you." -"You ain't my boss, you glorified rusty ape!" Khellou defiantly yelled; Rhapsody promptly electrified him by stabbing him across the sphere with a special reddish energy blade. "Your current position says otherwise, the A.I. coldly replied. Must I repeat my question?" After recovering from the shock, Khellou grumbled and said angrily: "Fine, you made your point ("you degenerate piece of scrap," he mumbled). A couple of weeks ago, I was taking a stroll in a nearby field - the Plumbers had freed and brought me back here 3 or so days before. So while I walked around, I head a huge noise nearby closing in on me; at first, I did the smart thing attempting a tactical retreat,
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Twi-Blight: Ch 3, Pand-Demon, Pt 3
Twi-Blight; Chapter 3: Pand-Demon Part 3
Looking near Haratropolis' zone, more precisely the district Khellou lived in: the neighborhood had become largely unrecognizable, the slimes having torn most buildings down and remodeled the whole block into a massive cinder block castle, now surrounded by countless guards. Inside, Khellou was slouching complacently over a cushioned throne of stone amidst a dozen slime servants waiting to fulfill his every whim. "This is the life, he cackled; I answer to no one, and all bow to me!" As he snatched grapes from a nearby platter, he said "Some fun would go well with these." He briefly clapped & slimes escorted 4 chained humans in strange clothes to him. Khellou smugly addressed them: "Buffoons, amuse your king and I'll consider giving you good beds." The scared slaves cleared their throats, and the one wearing a giant eggshell on his head pompously spoke: "Good news, everyone! Blue bitch and I found a new way to stroke our swollen egos!" A woman wi
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Twi-Blight: Ch 3, Pand-Demon, Pt 2
Twi-Blight; Chapter 3: Pand-Demon Part 2
Rhapsody then made a few copies of his recording on CDs which he stored in various places via robots - you see, in the 10 days that passed since the slime invasion, the A.I. has been quite busy. Unbeknownst to all, as soon as Jazzuffa gave the alert, he had started reviewing the entirety of data stored in Harans' private networks, as knowledge is power. He was particularly interested by the data Jazzuffa acquired by scanning Imad healing the virus demons ("Ultimate Struggle"), hoping to modify it into a counter for the slimes. When the connection between him and his free comrades was cut, he entertained the possibility of being the universe's last hope. Recognizing the immense intellect of aliens such as Galvans didn't make him forget the possibility the Slimes might belong to a field most scientists were unfamiliar with, such as with the extra-dimensional demon. He rationalized that should Khellou be behind this (based on their past history wit
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Twi-Blight: Ch 3, Pand-Demon, Pt 1
Twi-Blight; Chapter 3: Pand-Demon Part 1
The combined lasers attack obliterated Pearl's spaceship into smithereens. Aboard the medic/soldier ships, the crew watched sadly as its debris drifted into the void of space. -"Such a shame it had come to this," one of them said. -"The commander & her crew knew of the risks, another continued. They remained admirably brave soldiers to the very end." -"Our mission isn't yet over, a third one intervened. We must retrieve the infected ship's debris to prevent diseased fragments from entering Galvan's atmosphere." While the retrieval team was getting suited, a mechanic started hearing strange noises coming from the exit room. Alarmed, he immediately informed his superiors about it. Not taking any chances, the captain told the retrievers to standby while a soldier troop inspected the hatch room alongside the engineers. With the soldiers right behind them, the engineers warily approached the spot from which the noise came to examine it with their too
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Twi-Blight: Ch 2, Out-Bleak, Pt 4
Twi-Blight, Chapter 2: Out-Bleak, Pt 4
A thought germinating in his mind, Issam said in panic: "Good lord, do they really intend to help us, or kill us?" Grasping Issam's thought process, Pearl rushed worried to the command board, but before she could do a thing, the other vessels broadcasted a message loud and clear on her ship's system: "Attention infected ship! All attempts to leave will be deemed criminal acts and be responded to with firepower! Hold your position, open the hatch to our plague units when given the order!" Anxious, Pearl turned towards her friend and said: "Listen closely: don't defy their orders or give them reasons to kill us. But should they mean any of us harm, we fight to the end." Issam nodded and tried regaining his composure while his alien friend waited for the signal. A minute later, she was contacted again on her ship's radio: "Our units are standing before your ship's gate; open the hatch to let them in." Readying her own weapon in anticipation of the wo
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Twi-Blight: Ch 2, Out-Bleak, Pt 3
Twi-Blight, Chapter 2: Out-Bleak, Pt 3
Issam rushed to the opening, carrying his injured friend. Finally feeling the sun's warmth, they saw Pearl's spaceship stationed right above them. Said ship's tractor beam activated without warning, engulfing and dragging both humans away from the battleground. Still on the lookout for any incoming slimes, Issam soon found himself and Jazz safe inside the ship as the hatch closed after them. Pearl, who was eagerly awaiting them near the hatch, hugged them both tightly before letting go to examine Jazzuffa; gasping at the sight of his wound, she said: "We have to prevent any further infection Asap! Bandages first..." Jazzuffa raised his palm to her face and muttered: "First, lock me somewhere I can't escape... No matter how i beg, don't let me out." Him and Pearl shocked to hear that, Issam said: "Take it easy Jazz, the pain's playing tricks on you." -"No, the wounded man retorted, stepping away from them. The monsters probably multiply by infectin
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Twi-Blight: Ch 2, Out-Bleak, Pt 2
Twi-Blight, Chapter 2: Out-Bleak, Pt 2
As they went further into the corridor, Issam readied his retractable Bo just in case. Stopping at a dead-end, Jazzuffa placed his hand on the wall, triggering a recognition system and opening a path to a spacious room, an arsenal with a variety of weapons. "Coming from you, this surprises me no longer, old friend," Issam told his ex-disciple as they both grabbed some weaponry. "Assuming nothing interfered with my transmission, Pearl will arrive somewhere around 20 minutes," Jazzuffa told his friends. "We'll go out in the open only when she arrives." But just as he finished talking, a siren went off alongside flashing red lights in the room. "What's going on?" Rhapsody asked worried. "It's a breach, Jazz replied, looking tenser than usual. Whatever's outside forced a way into the passage." Placing the A.I.'s PC in his pocket for safekeeping, he told Issam: "We probably need to force our way out. Be on your guards, Sensei." The duo carefully exited
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After Imad put the bellicose Harans down, Issam approached & asked Gargorey:
“Woman, what’s that stunt you pulled moments ago?” –“Think of it as breaking a hole in space as another one forms elsewhere,” she replied, “and before you ask, she resumed, while I don’t know how it happened, moments after waking up, info about those new powers started flooding my brain, which gave me a headache.” –“Just like with me minutes ago,” Imad said, stirring his friends’ curiosity, “though “headache” is a MAJOR understatement.” Perplexed by this statement, Jazzuffa asked his friend telepathically: “What else happened when the pain seized you?” The latter answered: “My head too was pumped full with data of my new powers, but also vivid images of corpses scattered all over.” –“Hm, the genius pondered, I wonder why you saw said images.” –“Technically, Imad interrupted, it’s not quite “seeing images” as much as “sensing” my surroundings, for lacking better terms; a complex alien sense that helped me locate these two nearby,” he designated the 2 former escapees. Hearing this, Issam asked eagerly: “Wait, you can sense every object & person around? Then…” –“I’m sorry old friend; Imad cut his master off in melancholy, having guessed his question. But apart from us, I can’t feel anyone’s vitals in the vicinity.” The martial artist despondently stared down, his student guessing correctly his state of mind despite the mask. “How wide is the radius of your new sense?” Jazz asked. –“Can’t say for sure, Imad replied; as my brain’s getting new input, my field of pseudo-vision is still expanding, slowly but surely.” A spark of hope reigniting inside of him, Issam said: “Then maybe people outside your field survived too, he said; after all, the sewers are quite spacious.” The Lin brothers approached the trio, the rest following behind.

“We’ve been discussing a few things together,” Cruncha said in a ghastly voice, mist coming out of his mouth. “As you see, we’ve all somehow survived the nuke & morphed into new forms with strange powers; each of us eventually suffered a painful headache, their brain processing info about these new bodies & how they worked. Seemingly, Imad doing the Harlem shake was that too.” –“For the record, Faffa added gruffly, expelling smoke, “Lil’ bro & I both can bounce high, but while he breathes out freezing mist, I spit fireballs instead.” –“You’ve already seen what the rest of us could do, Gargorey grumbled, so enough with the formalities. Now what?” Issam asked his student: “I’im, what about now?” The latter sadly shook his head then said: “Sorry, I still can’t sense any more survivors nearby,” much to his mentor’s disappointment. Establishing a telepathic connection with everyone, Jazzuffa told them: “We’re seemingly all that’s left of Looboan; we must organize our tasks by order of importance. We must 1st scavenge whatever sustenance we can find out there. Imad,” he added to him, “can you help us by locating any food around with your new sense?” The boy nodded, then closed his eyes and focused. After a while, he said: “I could be wrong, but my sense stopped growing: I clearly “see” the entire zone where Haratropolis once stood, as well as half-a-mile wide ring around it. Irradiated corpse remains don’t qualify as suitable food, right?” He added mockingly, to the rest’s annoyance. Issam concluded: “Jolandia’s nuke has ravaged whatever food was left anywhere across Looboan, realistically. We must find a healthy zone far from this arid wasteland; otherwise, we’ll starve.” As Imad audibly gulped, the others looked suspiciously at him, with Sylvie asking: “I don’t like the sound you just made, but whatever’s on your mind, spit it out now.”

Thinking for a minute on how to phrase it, Imad explained: “I doubt there’s any nearby patch of intact land left. You see, before the nuke fell, I’ve set my Mecha to violently explode as to take out everything & everyone in a wide radius, which hopefully included the entirety of Jolandia.” As most of the others looked at him in shock, he added hastily: “But there’s still a chance to get somewhere far, really far I mean, before starving. Gargorey can open us portals leading to a good place. You can do that, right?” He asked his aunt. -“I should be able to do that, she said a bit unsure, but I’m not very good yet with setting the destination, let alone for faraway locations. Give me some time to experiment & it should be feasible.” The others thus let the woman be, leaving her to train quietly. In the meantime, Juju asked Cruncha: “Cuz, on your way to the sewers, did you happen to spot any of our common acquaintances?” –“I’m afraid I don’t know, the spheroid replied. I was too busy trying to stay close to Faffa & Auntie amidst hundreds of panicking folks to notice.” –“Same here, Faffa added. Sorry to disappoint you, Cuz.” Feeling let down, Juju then bounced towards Alamonia & asked him with optimism: “Hey Alan, while hiding underground, did you happen to spot Harans we both know?” Mildly annoyed, the bat simply said a cold “No”. In the meantime, Issam, Imad & Jazzuffa were discussing what to do next. “Assuming the blast was strong enough to spread over a radius that includes Jolandia, Jazz said, south-west Europe might be spared.” –“But don’t forget about the ones still alive there, Imad added. Before the war ended, Rhapsody told me Europe fell into utter chaos at the hands of the middle-eastern fanatics & their local converted spawns. Warping there while they still breath could be suicidal.” –“Did Rhapsody tell of you of a relatively safe zone nearby?” Issam asked his student. –“Rhapsody did say North-Africa’s troops were all wiped out by Jolandia, Imad replied; but the latter’s soldiers might currently be occupying the zone.”

Growing tired of waiting, Sylvie yelled: “Are we getting the food or not, you lazy nincompoops?!” Annoyed, Imad turned around and shouted back: “Unless you’re contributing to the preparations, shut up so we can focus on them!” –“Easy for you to ssssay, Alamonia hissed; your sssstomach isn’t growling like mine! I haven’t even had breakfasssst at home!” –“Knowing you, Cruncha intervened, you did it intentionally to stuff yourself for free at your workplace’s buffet.” Faffa chuckled & added: “You took your doggy-bag like every other day, right?” Glaring at them both, Alan retorted: “Well you fucking Barrax sssstole my trick, putting countless buffets out of businessss!” Enraged, he brothers fired simultaneously streams of fire and ice at the Chekhi, only for a wall of dirt to rise in-between & intercept the blasts. “Oh, come on! Faffa yelled frustrated. Can’t we kill him just a little!?” The wall started twisting & turning around various times, until finally rearranging itself as an amorphous, barely distinguishable “NO.” As Alan cackled mockingly, Imad tossed the dirt around some more through terrakinesis until eventually molding it into a grotesque middle finger, silencing him & making the Lin brothers snicker. Minutes passed, but the trio & Gargorey didn’t make much progress. Juju let out a loud yelp: “Auntiiie! Cuuuz! Are you ready yeeet?” Gargorey and her dirt nephew turned around & yelled ticked-off “NOOO!” Imad sighed then resumed frustrated: “Juju! We can’t just get food on a whim! We wouldn’t be devising complex plans if I could simply point my hand at the ground to magically sprout a tree that bears nutritious fruit!” As he said this, he wildly gesticulated in frustration. Needless to say, everyone’s jaw dropped when little after the youngster finished venting his anger, a bizarre alien tree bearing crimson balls suddenly came out of the ground.
Memories of the Mangled, Chapter 2

Alongside everyone else, Imad looked awestruck as the explosion formed a thick dust cloud, no one understanding what just happened. But before the lad could analyze things properly, he experienced to a head-splitting pain in his brain. He tried keeping the pain in check by squeezing his mineral head between his hands, but he soon realized it was of no use when the pain came back with a vengeance, causing him fall to his knees and start screaming in agony. “AAAAH! H-HELP ME!” The others looked scared and confused as he squirmed & flailed around, unaware of what was going on. But then, they all looked simultaneously towards Sylvie, the woman famous for casting powerful curses whose effects were attributed to the “evil-eye” phenomenon. “Let go of my student this instant!” Issam furiously yelled as he got back up. –“Don’t look at me, she hastily retorted, annoyed. “I’ve lost my powers to “bless” others! As proof, the two buffoons following me around are still unharmed!” –“Wait a sssecond you hag, Alamonia angrily growled at the woman; you’ve tried cursssing me!?” In the meantime, Issam and Jazzuffa had rushed to their friend agonizing on the ground to offer any possible form of help. Sensing the tensions rising between the others, Issam said: “We’ll first take Imad away, in case the buffoons start a civil war with their superpowers.” But he soon realized he couldn’t get a proper grip over Imad’s friable, sandy limbs which kept simply slipping through his metallic hands and arms.

Peeking inside Imad’s head seconds earlier, we see images of skeletons & corpses engulfed in dirt flash before him as coordinates force themselves into his brain. “Images” was however an inaccurate term, as the boy was actually developing a completely new alien sense and the pain was merely a side-effect of his once-human mind adapting to it. He was gaining “sight” of the confines of the ground beneath him. But back to reality, as Issam predicted, Sylvie had gotten in a violent scuffle with Alamonia & Furball, and was firing lasers aimlessly around to gun them down; some lasers flew dangerously close to the trio and Barrax – who were now awake but still too drowsy to properly dodge the beams. Back to the trio, Jazzuffa used telekinesis to lift his sand friend up and telepathically told Issam: “I got him; now let’s dash!” But just as the two comrades carried their incapacitated buddy away, giant earth tendrils suddenly emerged from the ground right around Sylvie and her assailants. Before the latter could express their surprise, one soil tentacle crashed violently on Sylvie and pinned her to the ground under a cocoon of dirt. Another wrapped around Alamonia and put him in a tight squeeze he was unable to escape from before lifting him high in the air. A third swirled around the panicking fuzzball and solidified eventually as a tall cylinder, trapping him inside of it. The fear clear in his voice, Issam told Jazzuffa: “Leave! I’ll try & rescue…” –“No need for that,” Imad suddenly spoke in a calm tone, surprising his 2 friends, “I’m in full control,” leaving them speechless with that last part.

“Thanks for the lift Jazz, but you can put me down now,” he added to his floating friend, who let go of him - albeit hesitantly. Imad marched back to the scene with the other Harans, accompanied by his cautious friends. He addressed out loud the three incapacitated Harans: “You three! Consider this a time-out. I’ll free you only after you calm down & postpone killing each other.” –“Sssso it was you! Alamonia hissed from above, still bound. Put me down or elssse…” –“Can you see it from up there?” Imad asked nonchalantly. –“Ssssee what?” The bat said confused. –“The irony of making demands in the situation you’re in,” Imad snarked, annoying him. After heading to the giant cylinder, he asked: “You, spiked furball; who are you?” –“I’m called Juju B.B. – and don’t ask what the double B stands for, it’s a foreign name.” –“Cousin Juju?!” Imad shouted bewildered, leading to the confused ball of fur to reply in disbelief: “Cousin?! Wait, who are YOU?” –“Imad Hars,” the young man said. –“Seriously? Juju replied. If so, why’s your voice different?” –“I mutated just like you, Imad replied. I became the walking dirt pile you saw moments ago.” –“Pardon me, Sylvie said behind the dirt cocoon, but GET ME OUT ALREADY!” She shouted. –“OK, you’re free to go, Imad said. But if anyone - including you Barrax,” he added facing them, “tries something funny, they’ll regret it.” As he dismantled the dirt constructs, Gargorey said in frustration: “You cannot give us those kinds of orders! We’re not in your city, and…” –“Probably quite true, Imad retorted, but I can still kick your ass in all unfairness if you displease me,” he added sprouting a few more tendrils all around. He resumed: “Also, you’ll be free to slaughter each other to your heart’s delight AFTER we ensure we survive this hellhole.” His aunt angrily grumbled, but acknowledged his points’ validity.

“Fine, let’s get this over with quick,” she said. “Issam and Jazzuffa had escorted the boys and me, along with countless others, to the sewers. After a long wait, a flash of light suddenly blinded me, my ears bled from a loud BANG and I fainted. I don’t know how much time had passed before I regained consciousness, but it was completely dark, and it stank even worse than before. I thought maybe I’ve ended up in purgatory, but then I heard nearby what sounded like Cruncha and Faffa, though they sounded a bit different.” Imad suddenly turned around and stretched his hand at Alamonia, who had snuck behind the Lin Brothers (Faffa and Cruncha) and was about to bite them. An earth tendril formed right below the bat & and struck him in the jaw, also alerting the Lin brothers what was behind them. Realizing what just happened, Gargorey moved towards Alamonia with ill intent, only for a wall to emerge right between them, blocking her way. “STAY OUT OF IT! She furiously yelled Imad. THAT’S FAMILY BUISNESS!” –“As much as I’d like to see him crushed, her nephew drily retorted, surviving through all the help we can get is more urgent.” Eying him in anger, Gargorey clenched her four fists (her 2 extra arms protruding from her back and chest) as they became engulfed in a strange glow. Without warning, she violently flung her fists at the wall, but instead of damaging it, she tore open a pair of weird-looking wormholes in front of herself as a third similar anomaly appeared just behind Alamonia. Not leaving the others any time to react, she grabbed the Chekhi through the interconnecting portals & dragged him towards her, and finally leaped with her “hostage” into the second hole next to her. As soon as she did all that, the space-time anomalies collapsed over themselves.

Seconds earlier, a wormhole appeared a couple hundred feet away from the mutants over in a similarly ravaged zone. Almost instantly, Gargorey leaped out of it with Alamonia in her grasp, then turned around and punched the portal with a glowing fist, causing it - alongside the other 3 portals - to collapse simultaneously. Fulminating, she lifted the bat by the neck to face her eyes burning with rage then said: “You’ll regret trying to lay your filthy paws on my nephews, & your kind ever crawling out of the muck!” Like before, Alamonia extended his dagger-like fangs & bit the woman’s hand once again, making her grunt in pain and let go of him. He tried scurrying away, but the woman caught his stinger tail with another hand and slammed him hard right back next to her. But she didn’t learn the lesson enough, as the bat contorted his stinger and struck her in another arm. Gargorey started jumping around as she unleashed a torrent of insults alongside a scream of pain. Alamonia used this opportunity to skitter away on all fours, but before he got too far, earth tendrils came again out of the ground beneath the two Harans, seizing them tight before dragging them away in the same direction. “Once I’m free again dirtbag, the woman said enraged, you can kiss your bones goodbye.” –“Yada yada yada,” he mocked her, only to be slapped silly by a mini-earth tendril, much to his surprise and her delight. In a matter of minutes, they were back where the Harans first gathered. Imad approached the bound mutants and yelled annoyed: “THINK FOR A SECOND, YOU IDIOTS! For all we know, we could all die without all the help we can get! So for the sake of us all & those who might still be out there, set aside your petty strife in favor of surviving the apocalypse and live to disagree another day! Understood!?” A moment of silent filled with the disdain of Alamonia and Gargorey for each other as well as for Imad passed, before the former two finally nodded half-hearted in unison.
Memories of the Mangled, Chapter 1

(NOTE: Read “Innate Horns” first to understand the context of this story and avoid spoilers. This series is a pseudo-sequel that elaborates on events not touched on by the first story.)

Early 21st century, a global conflict erupted when Jolandia declared war on its neighbor Looboan. Allies of both nations were soon joined by other greedy parties worldwide for the slaughter. Imad Hars fought valiantly over Looboan turf against both Jolandia & the Loob militia to protect Haran citizens; knowing the nuclear warhead was about to drop, he booby-trapped his giant Mech to violently react with the weapon of mass destruction, creating a huge dome of destructive energy which engulfed Looboan before making its way towards Jolandia & turning the nation into a wasteland as well, while its allies and overseas soldiers survived Imad’s death trap. But unknowingly to all parties, the Infinity Toonite deep underneath Looboan had also reacted with the nuclear blast, unleashing worldwide a strange energy which fried every last piece of circuitry, trapping the war-torn world’s survivors in the Stone Age, cut off from the rest of the world. “Innate Horns” sheds light over how things turned out that way. This story focuses on the decades following the golden age of humanity.

Jolandia's massive military strike, chemical weapons and nuclear bomb had left Looboan entirely a sterile deadland. No matter where you looked, the landscape was littered with debris and what little remained of its citizens, good & evil alike. Over more than half the globe, the sky was obstructed with clouds of residue caused by launching many nuclear bombs. The zone once housing Haratropolis suffered the most, having been hit directly by the nuke. The remains of Imad’s Mech towered over the lifeless area under the form of a giant, unstable pile of scorched metal. CHANKH! A deformed human arm covered in dirt sprung out from the rubble, just beneath the Mecha. A humanoid shape also covered in dirty slowly emerged from beneath the burnt junk covering the zone. After panting, it spoke then yelled: “Rhapsody, do you hear me? ARE YOU THERE!?” Desperately awaiting a reply, the wind’s howl was the only answer it got. The creature gazed around to assess the situation. The more it witnessed the ravaged surroundings, the more its body shook in rage, not even noticing the ground itself also shaking in synchronicity. As its anger slowly dissipated, it noticed and gawked at its own hands horrified, saying: “What the hell happened to me? Is this all a bad dream or what?” The creature fell on its knees from the sheer shock, its hands over its head.

Moments later, as the being mulled over its thoughts attempting to make sense of them, a manhole was blasted upwards with a powerful explosion underneath. The soil guy fell back from the surprise, and watched what looked like a miniature Lovecraftian horror float out of the hole. Struggling in fear at first, it got back up and assumed a fighting stance, facing the hovering brain-like creature. Putting its fists up yet slightly trembling, “Sand” addressed menacingly: “Whatever you are, I warn you: stay back or suffer the consequences!” Seemingly understanding, the “Brain” froze in place then contorted over itself, unsettling Sand. Suddenly, the latter heard inside its head a voice scrambled with static: “…Voice… You… Imad?” Grasping its head and stepping back in confusion, the soil thing muttered: “Who s-said this? Was it you?” it asked the Brain. It apparently nodded while contorting, then answered telepathically: “Yes… So are you… Imad?” This time, the voice was clearer than before, ringing a bell in the dirt being’s mind. But it didn’t get enough time to dig through its memories, as a vague shape leaped from the hole before landing close to “Brain”. “Sand” apprehensively stepped back upon identifying a metallic humanoid covered from head to toe with sharp blades, an eerie mask covering their face. “Fear not…” The voice inside its head spoke again. “Friend… pacifist…” Brain added, designating the metalloid with a tentacle. “Soil”’s beady black eyes widened as he finally recognized Brain’s voice and heard its statement. “Jazz, Issam!” It exclaimed emotionally. “Are those really you!?”

“Indeed we are, my pupil,” the metalloid replied rejoiced, his emotionless mask hiding his glee. As moss formed around Imad’s rocky eyes, another nearby man-hole was violently blasted upwards alongside a good chunk of the floor, and from the new crevasse emerged four enormous crimson arms in a cross pattern. The 3 could only watch as a red behemoth with a deformed third eye pulled itself out from the rubble. As soon as it did, another chunk of ground was head-butted high into the air by a huge whitish sphere sporting a giant creepy face & four spider legs. The same thing happened again, but with a different creature, a bizarre frog-like spheroid with granulated brown skin, a huge maw and dorsal fin. Strangely, Imad, Jazz and Issam didn’t seem too fazed by this sight. Seeing the 3 mutated friends, the red giant protectively spread two arms in front of the living spheres and clenched its fists. “Stay behind me boys, it said angrily while cracking its knuckles; Auntie may have to bust some skulls.” –“I can safely assume you three are Faffa, Cruncha, and their aunt Gargorey Barracks, correct?” Issam declared calmly, surprising the 3 new mutants. -“Who the blazes are you 3 circus rejects?” A dumbfounded Gargorey asked. Imad bluntly replied: “You’re one to talk; did the mirror shatter when you looked at it?” The red colossus looked furiously at the similarly defiant boy and said: “Imad, still a smart-mouthed brat of a nephew I see. So the other 2 must be your ass-lickers Carrot-head and Kilt-creep.” –“It’s called a “Kimono,” you uncultured chocolatière,” Issam retorted annoyed, infuriating her further.

The reunion was cut short by – surprise – a new intense detonation accompanied by huge pillars of light and followed by a thick layer of smoke filling the zone. A big coffin-shaped silhouette obscured by the fog approached the spot the six mutants were standing with an unnerving sound of glass clashing on metal. As the fog dissipated, the others saw a blue, grotesque crystalline structure covered all over in giant red eyes and sporting tiny spider legs. “Welcome to our freak show, Imad snarked. Who might you be?” Before the walking chunk of glass could reply, two more entities joined it from behind: a huge furball with a disproportionately big nose using its tail as a spring, and a winged, deformed skeleton with a stinger tail sprouting from its spine and huge claws at the end of its limbs. “Is joining you now safe, Mrs. Sylvie?” The furball asked worriedly. –“S-Sylvie Evileye?” Cruncha (the white spheroid) muttered in fear before backing away alongside his brother; after all, the woman was famous for her ability to cast powerful curses, at least before her mutation. “I knew all Barracksss were gutless butterballs,” the bat-skeleton disdainfully hissed at the brothers. “Don’t be ssso sssurprised,” he added at their bewildered expression, “You two lard bucketssss barely changed.” –“Alamonia,” Faffa murmured in disdain, recognizing the Chekhi bully (Chekhis and Barracks had a deep family feud). The bat replied: “You betcha, fatasss-AOKH!” He didn’t notice Gargorey stretching her huge arm and grabbing him by the throat until it was too late. “I’ll teach you manners you sewer vermin!” She angrily grumbled, but Alamonia sunk his huge fangs in her hand, causing her to roar in pain and toss him at Sylvie, knocking her back. The blue crystal angrily flailed around trying to get back up. “FUCKING JERKS!” She yelled furiously. “Stand still so I can turn you all to a barbecue special!” –“ALL OF YOU, CALM THE FUCK DOWN!” The furball shouted, annoying the feuding parties. “We miraculously survived death, yet you wish to finish what Jolandia started?” –“SSSTAY OUT OF THIS, FILTHY MACAQUE,” Alamonia shouted as he got ready to attack, “or elssse you’re going down too!”

Meanwhile, Imad whispered to his 2 friends: “Guys, I suggest we get away from the crossfire & leave them to sort their differences.” As soon as he finished his sentence, the 3 Barracks had leapt on the Chekhi all at once & dogpiled him underneath their heavy mass. “Time for you to pay for all your filthy brethren,” Gargorey growled. –“STOP IT, ALL OF YOU!” The fluffy beast yelled in tears. Suddenly, its hair went up and launched like quills at the Barracks. “ARGH! Gargorey shrieked in pain as a few quills lodged themselves in her arm, Faffa’s exposed tongue and Cruncha’s body. You little runt! I will… I’m gonna…” The three became drowsy and quickly passed out, as if asleep. Alamonia snickered, shoved their bodies off of him and said: “Thanksss, runt; thisss ends now.” The bat prepared his claws for a fatal strike much to the hairball’s horror, but Issam leapt at him with blinding speed and knocked him down violently with a strike to the face. As Alamonia stared in disbelief, the martial artist said drily: “I won’t allow for such underhanded blows against fellow Harans.” Furious, Alamonia blasted Issam up-close with a full-force sonic shriek, nailing him hard on some debris. Enraged, Imad jumped in, only to witness the skeleton floating in the air, looking just as confused as him. He was then slammed repeatedly across the junk ground before getting tossed aside. The sand-man pieced the parts together and turned around to face Jazzuffa, who told him telepathically: “You guessed right; telekinesis.” But hearing an eerie sound behind his back, the man turned around and saw Sylvie’s crystal body glowing as she faced the Barracks, Alamonia and Issam. Getting a bad feeling, he instinctively reached out for his friend despite the distance between them. Microseconds later, Sylvie fired searing light beams from her many eyes at the lot, intending to enact bloody revenge over getting knocked over. But to everyone’s surprise, a giant soil hand emerged between her and the would-be victims from the rubble and intercepted the blast, ensuring no one got hurt before then exploding.
Memories of the Mangled, Chapter 1
a pseudo-prequel of some sort to the fanfic series "Innate Horns" : this one expands on the story of the mutants.
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Innate Horns Mutant EXTRA - Beartrap
The third, perhaps final additional mutated Haran to the universe of "Innate Horns"; The young, energetic but naive boy known mostly as Electronico severely mutated under the effects of nuclear and toonite radiation. Originally a living ball of lightning, his energy structure destabilized and bonded with nearby scrap metal, turning into a somewhat humanoid abomination the human survivors dubbed "Beartrap." This monstrosity consists of 4 big bear-traps as limbs, connected with high voltage electrical arcs to a torso made of the same, rusty metal. "Floating" atop is a deformed head with a beartrap maw, inside of which goes Electronico's sustenance before being converted into suitable energy. However, the brain / consciousness is actually housed inside the sealed torso. This entity is driven by an increasing, ravenous hunger for metal.
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Innate Horns Mutant EXTRA - Bomb
Don Monstrovitch, the corrupt businessman Haran with a slimeball alien symbiote attached to his lip, was also exposed to nuclear + Toonite radiation and turned into a hideous freak of nature, which the survivors called "Bomb." He became a floating sphere of stitched fleshy parts, which is also enveloped in strange, acidic gel that hurts anyone but itself. That monster can blow itself up, scattering its acid covered body parts all over the place for massive damage, but doesn't die doing so; it can even regroup its dispatched gibs into one pile to reform good as new.

However, this mutation also had a side-effect: the alien symbiote, which until now had a minimal grasp over Don Monstrovitch's psyche and actions (taking full control only when its prime instincts tell it to) has grown tremendously in power and is now roomates with the Haran in their new home, sort of like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, but with both existing at the same time and neither being much better than the other.

Worm Ugly of Yugioh and Glalie of Pokemon  (but especially the first) served as inspiration.
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