“Will do, human friend.”
“It’s Gonzales.”
“I doubt I will remember that, but thank you.”
I swallowed a snort of laughter and went about scanning the nearest plants. There were violently purple flowers with orange speckles along the hand-sized petals, the twisting, winding roots of the trees towering above us. Rocks that were a sparkling blue or a light, shimmering gray.
We spent what felt like ages quietly roaming around the clearing, scanning one by one by one. It was tedious, it hurt my lower back, and I couldn’t help but feel that there was danger just lurking over my shoulder.
“I think I might have found it!”
We all stood and looked to Bahn, who was standing over a fuchsia plant with strange looking pods dotting it. Almost like one mind, we rushed over to his side and read the output of his scanner.
“That looks like it to me,” Gonzales said with a smile. “Let’s all take a sample just to make sure.”
We did, and after a few minutes, telltale beeps sounded from our devices.
“This is it! Everyone load up as much as you can into your enviro-packs, and then we’ll get this to quarantine to make sure it’s safe. Any luck on your end, Mimic?”
My shifter friend held up a singular pebble no bigger than an ancient earth quarter. “This has a few trace elements of the compounds I need. It is better than nothing.”
“Here,” I said, extending my hand to her. “I’ll make sure it gets into the enviro-pack for you.”
“Thank you, that is much appreciated.”
We shared a smile then I tucked it away. We couldn’t risk it getting lost. Even if it was the equivalent of a single bite of food, I couldn’t stand the thought of her losing it.
“Alright, let’s get out of here before our luck runs out.”
“Hear, hear,” I agreed, turning back toward the direction we came from.
We got a total of about six steps before I heard a low, ominous growling.
“Did anybody else—”
“Yes,” Ciangi whispered tersely as we froze in place. “We all heard it.”
“So, what’s the plan here? Make a break for it, walk calmly and hope it leaves us alone, or fight it with our blasters?”
“Considering only two of us have blasters, I don’t think that’s the best idea.”
Surprisingly, it was Mimi’s calm voice that answered.
“The four of you will make a break towards the ship. I will follow close behind.”
“What, are you serious—”
“Now!”
Her harsh order jolted us into action and we raced forward.
It was difficult to run in an enviro-suit, the thick material making undue friction between my thighs and under my arms. But none of us were letting that stop us, and we raced as hard as we could toward the ship.
That ominous growl turned into an outright roar, and I heard something erupt from the trees behind us. Despite knowing better, I glanced over my shoulder to see what was chasing us, and immediately wished I hadn’t.
It was a creature, alright. One with a strange mix of fur and gelatinous-looking skin. It had six legs that it ran on, catching up to us way too quickly for any of us to get away, and spiked tentacles whipping around on its back. When it opened its mouth to roar again, I saw several rows of sharp, jagged teeth that looked like they still had bits of flesh tucked between their serrated edges.
I kept running, but I felt utterly mesmerized by the sight of it as it crouched, then sprang forward. It sailed through the air toward us, its shadow sweeping across our running figures, and that was when I knew this was the end for us.
But before it could land on us and eviscerate our comparatively tiny bodies, something slammed into its side.
The two creatures went tumbling into the foliage, breaking branches and trees alike until they skidded to a stop.
As much as I wanted to look at the strange beast that had saved our life, we couldn’t stop running.
“Was that…Mimic?” Bahn asked breathlessly as we raced towards the ship.
“I think so?” I answered. “Otherwise, the timing is awfully convenient.”
“Well, remind me to thank her if she gets back on the ship.”
“When,” I said firmly. “When she gets back on the ship.”
“Right, right. Of course, that’s what I meant.”
I probably would have argued further, but the ramp we had descended came into view, sunlight glinting off the metal surface. I risked another glance behind to see the great monsters still going at it, snarling and slashing and biting.
I could only make out flashes of whatever Mimic was. She had oily-green skin that glimmered rainbow when the light hit it just right. Instead of front arms, or legs, her front limbs just had scythe-like claws.
All in all, it was a pretty terrifying spectacle and I could only hope that we all survived it.
We reached the ramp and everyone sprinted up it, racing to get to their seats in the cabin and start up the ship. I, however, stopped at the top of the slope and looked back.
“Mimi!” I called.
I wasn’t sure what I expected. I just wanted her to know that we were safe and she needn’t risk her life anymore. I didn’t even know if she would hear me over the clamor of the battle she was embroiled in.
The oily monster’s head craned towards me, and its two scythe-appendages slammed into the front of the furred creature, sending it flying backward. Turning tail, she ran toward me, form shrinking and morphing as she went.
I felt the rumble of the engines come to life below me, but it wasn’t enough to distract me from the bizarre and horrifying transformation of the beast to Mimic’s much more human form.
Its arms went first, shrinking from deadly weapons into pale, borderline scrawny limbs. Then the head shrunk, growing hair as it went.
By the time she reached me, she was almost human. Her skin was still largely the wrong color, and she had four eyes instead of two, but it was enough for me.
“She’s safe!” I cried, pulling her in and slamming the console that retracted the ramp and closed the hatch. “Punch the engines!”
“Gotcha. I’d recommend holding onto something.”
I didn’t take the warning lightly and hauled Mimic back toward our seats. I had just about enough time to strap her in before the first engine kick rattled us and I felt my balance quickly shifting.
There was no way I would have time to get to my own seat in time. My eyes flitted around, trying to find some sort of solution. But instead of straps, or seats, or buckles, I felt several tentacles wrap around me.
My first response was to jerk away in fear, but I felt Mimic rest her head against my chest.
“I have you, friend. Do not worry.”
I wanted to tell her that even if she did suddenly have twelve arms, it probably wasn’t going to be enough to hold onto me during an atmospheric exit, but there didn’t seem to be much of a point. So instead, I wrapped my arms around her too and held on for dear life.
The ship bucked and kicked as we skipped across the forest floor, trying to gain momentum. While I was no engineer, I knew enough about ships to know that general transport vessels were not meant for atmospheric entry and escape in a short period. And yet that was exactly what we were doing.
It was déjà vu all over again as my head fought to whip this way and that. I tucked my chin down to my chest and tried to focus on not biting my cheeks or tongue into oblivion. I had never been one for the taste of blood and I certainly wasn’t going to start enjoying it now.
“Gonzales, are you trying to take us on a tour of the landscape or are we going to actually get altitude at some point?” Ciangi asked, stress apparent in her voice.
“Do you wanna drive this thing?” she snapped. “Because I assure you, it is not as easy as it looks!”
Ciangi opened her mouth like she had a reply, but then suddenly we were jettisoning over the side of a cliff and all that made it out was a shaky scream.