In the outskirts of Bliz City, a factory stood still and silent.
Then it wasn't silent anymore.
BOOM?!!.
In an explosion of green that completely took out the factory and any other living inhabitants near it spread out and covered 20 Kilometres of sea and land.
A few hours later, approximately 72 hours. The place was surrounded by signs that said safety hazard and some people In chemical suites, a piece of debris shifted and a pale brown stick like arm pushed it up.
Then a tall figure, taller than an average humans it resembled a stick figure usually drawn by children but it had flesh, it had skin, it could bleed.
The being had no face, it had no mouth, it's hands and legs were that of a stick figure with light brown skin.
The stick figure felt an overwhelming pain all over it's body, it was irritating and worst of all he could not breathe but at the same time he could. It hurts like fucking hell and he could not scream because it had no mouth.
This individual was once Sandy Newtman and now he was a perfect stick figure with deep large black eyes.
It raised it eyes in confusion, Sandy felt different—Scratch that, he was different. Everything felt slower and at the same time his vision was reaching far.
"M–monster?!!." One of the men with Hazmat suits shouted, pointing at Sandy.
Sandy blinked, he looked to the left and saw nobody, he looked to the left and also saw nobody, he wondered who was that man pointing at.
He looked at the man's finger and saw it was facing him, Sandy pointed st himself confusingly and the man nodded.
(—)In the outskirts of Bliz City, a factory stood still and silent.
Then it wasn't silent anymore.
BOOM?!!.
In an explosion of green that completely took out the factory and any other living inhabitants near it spread out and covered 20 Kilometres of sea and land.
A few hours later, approximately 72 hours. The place was surrounded by signs that said safety hazard and some people In chemical suites, a piece of debris shifted and a pale brown stick like arm pushed it up.
Then a tall figure, taller than an average humans it resembled a stick figure usually drawn by children but it had flesh, it had skin, it could bleed.
The being had no face, it had no mouth, it's hands and legs were that of a stick figure with light brown skin.
The stick figure felt an overwhelming pain all over it's body, it was irritating and worst of all he could not breathe but at the same time he could. It hurts like fucking hell and he could not scream because it had no mouth.
This individual was once Sandy Newtman and now he was a perfect stick figure with deep large black eyes.
It raised it eyes in confusion, Sandy felt different—Scratch that, he was different. Everything felt slower and at the same time his vision was reaching far.
"M–monster?!!." One of the men with Hazmat suits shouted, pointing at Sandy.
Sandy blinked, he looked to the left and saw nobody, he looked to the left and also saw nobody, he wondered who was that man pointing at.
He looked at the man's finger and saw it was facing him, Sandy pointed st himself confusingly and the man nodded.
(—)
Sandy's stick-like fingers curled inward as the realization slowly crept in. Monster. That word rang louder than the explosion itself.
A surge of panic gripped him. He took a step back—but it wasn't a step. It was a blur. One moment his foot touched the ground, the next he was several meters away, the dirt scorched beneath his soles. The air cracked with pressure, and the hazmat crew stumbled, guns raised.
"Hold your fire!" one of them barked. "It's… it's not attacking."
But they didn't lower their weapons.
Sandy looked at his trembling hands. His flesh—it flexed like rubber, but his bones didn't break. His blood, dark and sluggish, oozed from a jagged tear across his forearm, but the wound wasn't bleeding out.
(￣ー￣)
The hell did he become?!!, This was definitely not normal but before he starts to find out what he became, he blurred once more disappearing from the eyes of the Hazmat suited men.
A few minutes later, Sandy was staring at his own reflection crossing his arm while his head is tilted.
He was a stickman, a brown or orange stickman. Like the ones from those animations on Yuutube.
He took in a breath of fresh air and silently screamed as he had no mouth.
＿|￣|○
Now he was on all fours on the ground trying to male sense of what happened.
He remembered cleaning the radioactive salt chamber, then feeding the mutated rats and then going into the BZR chemical room and turning off a switch.
Wait...
Sandy stood up and stared at a wall. He then hit his head on it making small cracks appear near the crater.
He made the factory explode...
There goes his job...and also his humanity.
Sandy was upset, his head still implanted on the wall. For some strange reason he couldn't feel pain...nor the sound of his heart beating and the usual emptiness in his stomach...
He could also, obviously not talk which sucked because that means he can't eat because he has no mouth too?!!.
Well....this his new life, he pulled himself from the wall then looked to his right, then he looked down. A kid was staring pointing a toy gun at him.
BOING!!.
The next second a toy dirt was attatched to his forehead, he blinked, pulled the dart from his head and snapped it in half in front of the boy.
As he was about to go attack the tentacle. The ground rumbled and another tentacle emerged from the sea, each tentacle was the size of a bus.
Sandy tilted his head, did the spaghetti evolve. Suddenly the see rumble once more.
( -д-)
The hell is up with this overgrown squid?!.
Suddenly the sea began to rise up and a deep grumbling roar came as the water parted to reveal a giant head, it was a squid with multiple large green eyes, rapidly looking around.
On top of the squids head was a man in a black raincoat with squid like eyes. He looked human and his legs were crossed as he looked at Sandy with a smile.
"Hello friend I have finally finished my evolution."
(<>...<>)
Sandy squinted his eyes, he wondered who this fucker is to call him friend and what did he mean by evolution.
Did he also get effected by BZR?.
The man on top of the squid sat with a lazy grace, his legs swinging slightly over the edge of the beast's bulbous head. His raincoat shimmered like oil on water, and his smile was wide—too wide, almost splitting his face. The squid beneath him bellowed a wet, rumbling cry, sending tremors across the poisoned shore.
Sandy didn't move. He just… tilted his head further, body slack, but every muscle ready to strike.
(╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻
What the hell was going on today?
"Ah, confused? Expected. You always were a bit slow, Sandy," the man said, voice smooth and distant as though echoing underwater.
Sandy's nonexistent eyebrows twitched. He knew his name?
"You don't remember me, huh?" the man chuckled, standing up. His eyes—hundreds of them—opened across his coat and neck like blooming fungi. "We were both janitors at the same factory. You were assigned to the radioactive salt chamber... and I? The BZR storage vats."
Sandy's hands twitched, his fingers curling into sharp claws.
The man spread his arms. "When the explosion hit, your body changed. Mine merged. I didn't just survive the BZR compound, Sandy… I bonded with the cephalopods it was testing on. The ocean itself became my flesh."
( ʘ̆ ╭ʖ╮ ʘ̆ )
Okay, this was now beyond his simple thing. Sandy facepalmmed and then pointed at the sea and then at the city.
The Squidman then said."Oh you're saying I should stay in the sea and you stay in the land...that's impossible...hey should I tell you something, three people were mutated in that explosion five years ago, Me,You, and the annoying bitch that you occasionally see in the sky and she is our enemy too, she works for the government."
Oh yeah, he did hear about something like that, something about shooting down meteors on countries that are in war with the Russians or something.
He made a hand sign saying.
Can you read sign language
The Squidman chuckled. "What do you take me fore, Uncivilised?."
Considering your on a giant squid, yeah,
"...OK, anyways I just wanted to say high and thank you for keeping my pet active these years. Goodbye friend." The man waved his hands and returned into the ocean below him.
Sandy scratched his head and shrugged, he didn't know two more people were there when the factory exploded...well that does not really concern him.
Within a blur of motion he disappeared from where he was and within over two minutes, he was now in front of a store hidden amongst the alleyway.
He opened the door and saw a mam looking at the ground with blank hopeless eyes. "Sandy, today...THEY are coming, my people there here to take me back to Grinimel, I don't want to gi back to that tyranny, no I hate it, I want to stay on earth, please save me, please get rid of them."
This was the only friend Sandy made in the last five years, though he did say strange things like him being an alien and able to read his mind but Sandy just brushed it off as him being mentally and partially insane.
But...today he didn't have that smile on his face, Sandy could feel it, something was wrong with him.
Yinte, what he calls himself was shaking.
Sandy signed.
***You Really aren't joking huh?***
Yinte nodded. "Yes, I am not they will soon arrive here and...that chemical that turned you into that, yeah we have diluted amounts of them powering our ships, Pure ones are harder to obtain...but the one that made you mutate...it was the purest."
(..)
**You knew about BZR and you didn't tell me**
Yinte chuckled. "Bizarre, that is the name of the chemical, a liquefied energy founded by our great ancestors, I do not know how exactly it was discovered on this world but it truly isn't a good thing for your kind, earth could be in grave danger."
Sandy's eyes twitched, he scratched his round, bald, head and sighed, despite not having a mouth.
He signed.
**When will they arrive?**
Yinte turned to look at him. "Two days from now, what do you plan to do?."
He signed.
Of course get some help and also yoi are fighting too since you're probably stronger than a normal human...but we might need to get the government involved
Yinte sighed. "Thanks sandy, I owe you one."
***You actually owe me 53***
Yinte chuckled with a relaxed smile. "Of course."
Sandy waved his hands and came out of the store, he sighed, what the hell was going on, after five years something interesting seems to have began.
Suddenly Sandy split into two, like cells going through mitosis, then he did it two more times and now there were three of him, they of course weren't sentient since he can control them.
His purpose in doing this was to go to the government office and ask them to see the sky bitch or he would cause massive problems for them.
The other Division was to go meet the Squid guy and convince him that his 'Flesh' might be in danger, the other division was just brought out.
You would wonder how he could divide his consciousness in three without becoming mentally ill...well that's the thing, his consciousness felt vast and unreadable to the point he could somewhat read the emotions near him.
Actually he noticed his strengths increased as the years passed. Might be because of the Pure BRZ, then that would mean both the sky bitch and thr Squid basta4d would become stronger as time went on.
Well...that may be troubles, it could lead to three of them fighting to see who has reign over the world, though sandy would probably just go to Mars if he could.
Maybe he should raid nasa one day?.
Well whatever, he willed it and the two divisions left and now Sandy was staring at the entrance of Yinte's store...looking at his division...
...Yeah he got nothing to do.
The first division ran through the city with unnatural speeds that made whoever witness him see a shadow pass by.
Soon he was in front of the government building, the security looked at him, the guns in their arms were shaking. "Shit it's the stick figure?!!."
One of them said out of instinct.
(ToT)
Really...Stick Figure, like some on even Human stickman was better than this shit?!!.
Sandy crossed his arms and tapped his feet, his eyes showed he was gloomy.
"Hello Sandy, you seem to be Intimidating these poor humans." Sandylooked above him at the voice.
There was a girl floating above him wearing a black super suit with a white cape, on her chest wa an inverted V under a normal one.
She had black hair and one of her irises were a normal obsidian abyssal black and half gray.
Even her hair was that colour. In all his five years, he had never seen this person before.
He used sign language and said.
**This is our first contact yeah,are you someone I knkw in the factory, were you also a janitor?.**
The girl chuckled. "Nah, I was just a teenager exploring a creepy factory with my friends...then well everything became dark and here I am...here we are."