There was no way out of this.

Chimera bit her lower lip as the laser reached a point, her brain working a thousand miles per hour just to come up with anything to come out of this situation.

Will I survive a laser? We never tested Crimson R for that, and even then, what happens if I get sliced in half?

She had a wound, the enemy in front of her had a laser and other gadgets most likely, and if Dr. Zlo had some kind of relationship with these bastards, the gas was likely an option too.

If only…

Wait!

Guess it’s now or nothing!

She rushed forward, switching to her blob form just as the laser discharged and blasted behind her. Shifting caused her wound to reopen, and she spent a millisecond patching that back up again.

She was within tendril range, the wolfman apparently unable to see her with the laser discharging in front of her.

Chimera rolled past the wolfman, shooting out a tendril that spawned a series of webs and webbing.

So glad I ran into that orb weaver!

Within a second, she bounced into the air, shooting a piece of webbing behind her with a stinger on the end.

Please, Hit!

The tendril landed just below the spot she was aiming for, right on the back of the werewolf’s right shoulder blade.

Damnit!

That got the monsters attention as he turned to stare at Chimera floating in the air with webs shooting out of her.

“The hell? How did you…!”

She shot another tendril at him, the gooey appendage landing on his chest before Gideon ripped the thing off.

She was bleeding from a new hole now.

Not good…

She couldn’t afford anymore damage until she figured out how that gas harmed her, but luckily this wound wasn’t scarred by the stuff.

She forced it back inside her, closed the wound with another covering and kept the tendril sealed inside her.

It wasn’t a perfect fix but at least she wouldn’t bleed out.

She battled with the monster wolf, lashing out with her tendrils and claws while he blasted at her with lasers and claws.

Her tendrils and limbs did come off of her when the lasers landed, but it seemed as long as she didn't use her true form underneath, she could regrow them as long as she had energy.

Gideon roared at her as he shot off the floor, claws outstretched and maw opened wide to pop her open.

She pulled one of her tendrils and launched herself back into the warehouse floor.

Once she landed, she bounced from the impact, and launched herself against the warehouse wall.

Chimera figured at this point she must have been made out of rubber or some silicon to achieve such height, yet she distinctly remembered it never showing up in her tests.

Focus you idiot!

She shook herself as she saw the man wolf launch at her again, digging his claws into the warehouse wall to reach her new height.

She tried to web to another location, but just as she was in mid-swing, Gideon launched a noticeably smaller laser at the line.

Chimera was now free falling straight down, right into Gideon’s claws.

Crap!

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She thought of how she could stop the monster from eating her, right until she came up with something even, she felt was mean.

He’s trying to kill your dumbass; mean is not off the table!

With a bit of a wince she shifted into a ball, now complete with several sharp needles courtesy of a friendly quillback she met in the park.

The results were satisfactory.

The maw closed tight around her, and she felt her wound try to rip open despite her efforts.

In exchange though, several quills were now jammed into the wolf man’s jaw, face, and gums.

She heard a roar of pain escape her as the maw opened up to free her.

Chimera didn’t miss the chance though, as she reached around to stab the spot just in the middle of her target’s shoulder blade.

She landed with a hop, shifting back into her human form.

The wound finally couldn’t take it and opened back up, painfully making her wince and cry out.

“Stupid, why did I do that?!”

She covered the wound with her inner self once more, trying her best to seal in the damage.

To her surprise, it worked, and she also felt the scarring on her back start to slough off of her.

Is it only temporary then? Either way, I’m not getting near that stuff again until I figure out what it is.

Chimera looked back at her opponent as he desperately, and tenderly, tried to remove the quills.

In her moment of panic, she had inadvertently added some reticulating spines to her quills, in the same way a boa constrictor tooth is.

In other words, each pull took a bit more of Gideon’s flesh with it.

“It’s over Gideon, give up now or else.”

The last of the quills were on the floor as a mutilated Gideon growled at her.

“Oh, you think so? I see you dropped the cute act too, how fitting. We were both wolves among sheep it seems.”

She scowled, “I know you're stalling Gideon, but it won't matter in a moment.”

He had the gall to look unimpressed, “despite the pain, this,” he motioned to his face and mouth, “is nothing. My body will heal in time, but yours is already bleeding from the look of it.”

She placed a hand over her wound, and sure enough, the seal wasn’t working anymore. Despite the scarring disappearing, the wound she sustained in the fight, the one she got from Gideon, wasn’t repairing.

“It’s a bit of a design I placed in my claws you see, a poisonous solution that breaks down coagulation. I like to see my prey bleed from within until they leak everything out, you see.”

She tried to use more of her inner self to close it, but the solution simply ate at that.

Chimera was going to bleed out if nothing was done.

“Well, seems we think alike Gideon. You see, I left something on you a while back too. It should be kicking in right now.”

Gideon’s smile was soon replaced with a look of worry, a line of black veins creeping along his left side.

“What did you do?!”

Chimera made a vicious smile, showing her serrated teeth, “just a little something that I took from your precious daddy. It was rather malignant when it was swimming around in one of my friend’s bodies, so I decided to give it back.”

She noticed Gideon take out a vial and jam it into his side, transparent red liquid shooting inside him.

The veins retreated for a bit, until they slowly started coming back.

“You… you changed it! This formula should have destroyed my father’s Leukemia!”

Chimera laughed at him, “I figured you bastards had a cure, so I modeled it into something else. Added a bit of the drugs used in Chemotherapy as well. Turned into a right monster, that it did.”

Gideon’s cool visage was replaced with panic.

“W-What the hell do you want? Whatever it is, I’ll give it, just name it and get this shit out of me!”

There’s the ticket.

“Give me your data on that gas, and where your sisters and brothers are, then I’ll knock you out and give you the cure.”

He snarled, “bullshit! You’ll just leave after you get what you want!”

Chimera’s face turned into a grimace, “you’ll just have to trust me then. I might bleed out, but not before you die. So, what’s it going to be Gideon?”

Gideon’s face was filled with fury, until it was replaced by worry and fear.

A wince of pain escaped him as he finally knelt down.

“You win, I’ll give you the data on both.”

“Good boy.”

He had the brains to not glare at her as he took out a chip the size of a fingernail.

“This has the data, among other important details about the whereabouts of my sister Monica and Brother Toren. I don’t have the data on Crysa or Aura, but they have a base somewhere in south New Terra, though I don’t know where that is.”

He took out another chip.

“This is the research my sister Monica had on Pink Mist, that gas that you saw earlier.”

She smiled as she took the chips.

She also jabbed two tendrils into each of his arms.

“There’s your sleep cocktail Gideon, and once you wake up, you’ll be cancer free in no time.”

He actually looked like he was confused by her, but Chimera… or Sarah at least, didn’t feel right leaving that ‘monster’ she created inside one of Pox’s death children.

Knowing the bastard, he would find a way to make improvements on her batch and that nightmare should never come to be.

Soon the wolf man was asleep, snoring as soon as he hit the floor.

She absorbed the chips within her and knelt on the floor as she pumped the homicidal bastard with the cure to her chemo-virus.

He’d feel like shit later, but he would be cured.

Chimera then pushed out the tendril she had been cut with, stretching the appendage as far as she could.

The thing looked like a tentacle from the void, black and glistening with droplets of poison.

This… is gonna hurt so much.

She made a pair of claw scissors, placed them at the base of her connection with her body, and snipped.

She screamed, she bled, she closed the wound.

Thankfully, the wound was no longer trying to reopen, and now that the gas wound had finally healed off of her, she was back to normal.

Except that she was starving from that fight.

Going highspeed, making multiple shifts to different forms, and creating new matter and tendrils to fight off Gideon exhausted all of her saved energy.

She looked at her unconscious adversary.

…He won’t miss those dead cells and bodily stuff.

Chimera deep dived into her enemy, looking for a meal.

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