Rex transforms painfully into a raptor after drinking tea poisoned by a stolen formula.

A collaboration I set up between  rexequinox and  Slasinth

Story by  Slasinth
Art by  rexequinox
Character belongs to  rexequinox

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With a smug, yet agitated look on his face, John, the man's client, snorted and uncrossed his arms and placed them on the table. "What took you so long, Robert? I've been waiting here for over an hour. This is only a drop off, not a damn dinner date," John said sternly. Robert gave a slight smirk and reached into his pocket, retrieving a small clear vial with a clear liquid inside. Trying to keep it from full view, he carefully pushed it towards John.

"Sorry this one took so long to obtain. The geneticists were having a hard time getting the two DNAs to accept each other. But it does work," Robert said, loosening the nonexistent collar around his neck. His nerves were shot. He had narrowly escaped from the lab without being noticed. He sat on the edge of the booth, constantly looking at the door, waiting for them to walk in. John picked up the vial and swirled the contents around before slipping it into his coat pocket.

"What is the time period from injection?"

"3 hours by injection, 6 to 8 hours if ingested. Though I don't recommend ingestion."

"Why not ingestion?" John questioned.

"The test subjects had heightened pain during the change. Sporadic changing and other complications arose during the initial stages. Also, it has a tendency to change the subject from the inside out."

John cocked his eye at Robert. "Meaning?" His agitation was clearly present.

"Some of the subjects would grow out of their own skin. Very painful, some of the subjects didn't survive," Robert said, clearing his throat. John shivered slightly and shook his head.

"Injection then." John looked over at Robert hard and leaned forward. "Is everything okay?" Robert cut his eyes from the front door, back over at John and chuckled lightly.

"No, nothing…nothing wrong…" John glared at him and then over at the door. As he did, he watched two men dressed in black tactical clothing enter the pub. John closed his eyes and sighed, gritting his teeth.