The house was filled with tons of different types of food and decorations arranged all over the place. Everyone was working on it except for Rachel and Marshall who walked in the others working. "Mom? What's going on?" Marshall asked Nuri. "Your dad was chosen to host this month's Grand Criminal Meeting." Nuri answered while setting up some decorations on the walls. "What's that?" Rachel asked. "It's when all of the crime bosses meet to discuss their moves and other interests." Neyla answered setting up the defenses with Marty "You two should stay in your room during the meeting. It's not safe." Marty said setting the alarm systems.
The nigh
At the Rising Sun research base, Alpha was trying to conduct some experiments on plants and humans while Richard was bringing in more terrified test subjects. "Alright so this is your supply for today. Are you okay Alpha? I never seen your suit let out liquid like that." Richard said as Alpha was leaking liquid from all around his diver's suit like if he was sweating. "I'm fine. Just getting a few flashes." He answered still concentrated on his research. "Flashes of what? Are you sick? Do you want me to get the doctor or the guys from HR again?" Richard said concerned. "Just a few memories. From before the suit." Alpha said and Richard looked
War stories: The jungle. by asktheimmortalteam, literature
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War stories: The jungle.
"Dad! Do you have any good war stories?" Rachel asked sitting next to him while he was on the couch reading a newspaper. "I've been on the army for more than 500 years. Of course I have some good war stories." He said and put the paper down. He took a photo album and opened it on the middle. A picture of him along with other several soldiers was seen on it. "This is me and my unit during the Contact War. I was posted there to lead a forward team so we could establish a forward operation center in the jungle." Richard said pointing at the picture of him with the soldiers. "There were several good men and women there. All willing to fight for h
The newspaper came to the team. Elections were drawing near and the propaganda was all over the papers. “Can’t believe it’s time already. I hate elections.” Richard said looking at the paper. “Why don’t you like elections dad? You don’t vote?” Marshall asked. “Special Tactics is banned from voting after we did that incident during a sushi party for the japanese ambassador. One of the guys from team 5 used a fork and 2 people died while 45 others got injured. Since then we are banned from every kind of political decision. Except if it involves our properties or friends.” Richard expla
A huge spaceship landed right next to the team’s house. humans all dressed in gray military outfits came out. One of them had a megaphone “Attention immortal Team! You are all under arrest for crimes against the entire galactic community! Please surrender yourselves for trial!” The man shouted and every soldier pointed their guns to the house.
"Fuck! The space goofs found us." Richard said as everybody took cover in the defensive positions. "Why does the galactic community wants you guys dead?" Rachel asked hiding behind the kitchen counter with Marshall and Nuri. "After your dad got stuck in a sputnik and thrown into spac
Charlie came running to inside the house. "Guys! You won't believe what I saw!" He shouted to everyone. "A psychiatrist? Please tell me you saw a psychiatrist." Walter said to charlie mocking him. "Of course not. You know psychiatrists can't handle Charlie." Neyla said to Walter joining the mockery.
"I saw a giant tree walking down the street." Charlie shouted in awe. "A giant tree? Charlie this is beyond your usual hallucinations. You didn't accidentally put mushrooms on your beer again right?" Marty asked Charlie a bit in disbelief. Everybody wasn't believing Charlie but he kept trying to tell what he saw.
"Come on guys. We could at least
It was another typical morning for the team. Richard was cooking breakfast as usual when suddenly a hole started to form right over the kitchen counter. It looked like lava.
Richard: I knew it was a bad idea to put the kitchen under Charlie’s room.
He quickly went up there to see what was going on. Charlie was holding Sparks hand while she seemed in pain.
Sparks: Honey mead… I think my water broke.
Charlie: I don’t know what that means!
Richard: The baby’s coming. We need to get her to Doc.
Charlie carried her while the rest of the team woke up to the siren alarms of Charlie’s room being opened. They all ra
The team was fighting a serious necromancer. After battling several undead minions using guns, blades and Popsicle sticks they have reached the leader. They fought for a long time but none of the two sides seemed to die. After hours of fighting the necromancer threw a blade that hit Charlies leg and escaped. Charlie fell on the floor and made the place tremble.
Richard: Charlie! Goddammit.
Walter: Rich, this doesn’t look good.
Richard: it’s necromancy. The wound is unable to heal even with his regenerative powers. If that thing reaches his heart or his brain we will have to find another Charlie.
Neyla: What can we do? It’
Stomach training. by asktheimmortalteam, literature
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Stomach training.
At the team’s home. Richard had some food in the table and the team in front of him.
Richard: Alright people. Since you all failed poison training. Apart from me and Charlie. I figured we can try something a bit more extreme. In this table there is a plate of food. You have to eat a spoonful. Only that.
Neyla: So what? It will be poisoned?
Walter: It doesn’t seem too bad.
Richard: Nuri cooked this.
The team started sweating in fear of the food. They knew what was going to happen. But they had to do it. They each took a spoon and started to shake as the food was brought closer to their mouth. They each ate it and quickly swall
Richard and Nuri arrived at home with some groceries. They put it on the kitchen counter and everybody rushed in to grab what they asked for. Incredibly speaking Charlie asked for a strange bottle only found at the black market. Richard handed him the bottle.
"May I ask why do you need an anesthetic potion again?" Richard asked. "You see… It’s to see things." Charlie answered in his drunk voice. "It’s not like you see enough things." Richard said sarcastically but Charlie ignored. He quickly put the potion in his beer and drank it. Suddenly he started feeling dizzy and quickly turned into a woman.
"You look just like Charl