In that chaotic coma, Rand saw Vincent.
They stayed together in the sun room where they spent time as children, and Vincent, who held Rand tenderly in his arms, looked very young and healthy. His hair had grown long, and those strands of hair glittered in the sunlight, making him look like an angel, while his chest was cold, like a corpse.
Rand felt that something was wrong in the chaos. He looked at Vincent in confusion, and some reached out and stroked each other's cheeks in disbelief.
"Vincent? Are you healed?" he said, his voice as immature as a child's, "I've been worrying about you."
Rand felt that his body was wet, and the cold feeling became more and more obvious. The sun room that was supposed to be warm became cold without him knowing it. Rand could even see himself from the mouth every time he spoke. Spilling cold air.
A damp, fishy smell permeated around him.
Rand subconsciously thought it was slime... no, no... Vincent wasn't Munster.
He blinked his eyes and suddenly came to his senses, and almost at the same time, the fingertips he touched on Vincent's cheek showed bright red traces...
A strand of fresh blood slowly flowed down Vincent's cheeks as white as bone china.
Rand subconsciously lowered his head...
"Oh god..."
He screamed and broke free from Vincent's embrace.
blood.
The sticky blood soaked the soft carpet of the sun room in his memory. Rand saw Vincent's body hidden under his long hair. occupied by creatures. Oh, in other words, his lower body has completely turned into an alien creature that is different from human safety - as thick and plump as a water anaconda, under the fine pure white scales, the bulge of the muscles can be clearly seen, and the fin-like membrane from Emerging from the sides, the membranes splayed between the spines reflected rainbow-like light in the sunlight.
Under the film, dozens of white, sturdy human arms are symmetrically distributed, tearing apart the flesh that is prototyped as "human" with thin white and slender fingers.
Rand's sight is littered with human remains.
"Rand... my dear, dear Rand..."
Emotional murmurs overflowed from the terrifying creature's lips.
"Vincent" stared at Rand, his eyes were clear and transparent, and his face was so serene and calm... It was impossible to imagine his lower body, those arms seemed to grow on the body of some glutton without human reason, rude and rude Crazy shredding the human remains to the size of their mouths and then they shoved the bloody chunks of flesh into the chasms that opened and closed from time to time between the scales.
Rand had seen with his own eyes those dark red fissures with tiny nail-white teeth on the edges, now, of course, they had been stained pink with blood.
Rand was so frightened that he was almost soft to the ground. What he saw was completely beyond his imagination, and what was even more terrifying was that Vincent's face...
God, he had the face of Vincent, and the expression he looked at was exactly the same as the man Rand knew.
Rand almost retched out, but at this time Vincent appeared in front of him like a ghost, and countless hands hugged Rand's body, and they felt like a cold corpse to the touch.
"I'll find you, Rand, and I swear I'll come to you and we'll be together forever... this time no one will ever separate us..."
Vincent groaned, his bloody lips pressed against Rand's forehead...
Rand opened his eyes sharply.
A pale face filled his field of vision.
"No - Vincent!"
Rand screamed subconsciously, and the face of Vincent in the dream completely overlapped with the one he saw.
"Looks like you've had a nightmare, Rand."
The man licked his lips and made an expression of deliberate concern, but he was clearly not a good actor, and that expression seemed more like sarcasm or arrogant contempt to Rand.
Rand found himself trapped in a transparent container that looked like a coffin, but contained a lot of sticky gum. It was very difficult for Rand to even move his fingers, and as long as he moved a little, he found that every cell in his body was screaming for pain. Looking out from the inside of the container, Rand found that it was not the clean and cold laboratory he imagined.
In fact, it is dark and damp here, the sewage is gurgling in the black pipes not far away, and the eyes of a few mice are flashing red, they are not afraid to wander beside the sewage, of course, out of survival instinct, They have never approached Rand, or rather, the base where the "Prince" is located. If Rand hadn't been trapped inside the sealed medical chamber, he could even smell the strong stench wafting from the pipes.
It's hard to imagine that in so many Hollywood movies, superheroes will set up their base camp in this kind of place-
Oh, yes, seeing this, most of them should know where it is.
This is the underground sewage pipe of a certain city.
A row of rudimentary instruments is randomly stacked against the wall, and they are powered by the subway track circuit that passes from above. Next to Rand's medical warehouse, Munster's head is inside a large "broth". float.
A white spine protrudes from its neck, and some blue "silk threads" are attached to the newly formed bones to mend up, and the pink muscle tissue is forming bit by bit.
"boom… "
Rand's fist slammed into the inside of the container, shaking violently with pain.
"Munster... my god... what did you do to it? Also, who the hell are you..."
Rand stared at the man and asked.
He couldn't help looking at the strange man's face - he finally realized why he looked so familiar.
Vincent…
He looks very similar to Vincent, even though he has concealed it with his hairstyle and some makeup, but Rand will not mistake the pair of eyes that belong to Vincent.
However, Vincent's eyes will never have such cruel and tyrannical eyes, and he will never show such numb indifference to Rand's pain.
"Me? Oh, it's a long story."
The "Prince" smiled slightly, he nodded to the side, and Laisha immediately handed him a chair quickly.
He sat down in front of Rand.
"Take it easy, Rand, we'll have a short time to get acquainted with each other. And your little monster..."
The "Prince" gave it a quick glance.
"Trust me, it's going to be okay, at least I need it to be. I'm sorry those Poseidons are always so rude..."
He watched Rand's expression as he spoke.
Then he quickly sensed Rand's deep hostility towards him.
No matter what he said, Rand wouldn't believe he had no ill will towards Munster - well, at this stage, it did.
You know, the "Prince" is now the most hopeful person in the world who hopes that Munster can recover as soon as possible.
"...Ahem, in fact, my genes came from someone you are familiar with, oh, it looks like you've seen it." The "Prince" spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders at Rand.
"That's right, Vincent Sivers... I'm his clone."
"what?"
At the beginning, Rand even thought that the "Prince" had a broken head, but the face of the other party so similar to Vincent was a strong evidence.
"I know you must think it's absurd, but it's true, your brother has always protected you well, Rand, so you don't know anything..."
The prince said to Rand with a malicious smile.
And then he told Rand everything one by one in front of his face.
Red Scales, Blue Scales, Arctic bases, biological experiments, cloning, and of course, what Vincent did to him. "... You know? Your brother has nurtured a lot of people similar to me, or rather, creatures, he treats us as his replacement factory, countless times, I watched him take away a companion's living The heart, and next time, the kidneys...they all died later."
"fraud… "
"Oh, oh, seeing how anxious you are..."
The prince made a sickening noise, and then he stood up.
The human face began to collapse and deform like a hot candle—a few seconds later, Rand saw what looked like the creature emerging from a nightmare. The long tail has scales and, of course, the iconic four eyeballs.
"You, you too..."
"Yes, I'm human, but I'm also a siren, I'm a clone, a monster... Do you think it's scary? I look like this?"
The "Prince" suddenly rushed over, and his steel hair and slender claws "clicked" against the cold and hard shell on the surface of the medical warehouse.
At this angle, Rand could even clearly see the rows of tiny teeth in the opponent's mouth.
"Your brother, Vincent, took too much from me," the "Prince" said to Rand through gritted teeth, "so I was thinking maybe I should get some back too..."
The "Prince" has been planning this capture for a long time.
From beginning to end, he has been monitoring the whereabouts of Rand and Munster... Whenever the "Poseidons" lose their tracks, it will be just right to remind them of the target.
After that, it and Laisha directly killed all the members of the Poseidon special forces who infiltrated the building, but deliberately pretended to be "Poseidon" and approached Rand and Munster.
The "Prince" knew that he could not face Munster head-on... After all, the latter was a red scale, and the bathroom was designed to allow "Poseidon" in another building to use a heavy weapon, making Munster temporarily lose his mobility.
Last but not least, the post-action response is always the weakest moment of defense.
After sneaking into the helicopter in a "corpse" state, it easily killed the humans on the helicopter in flight.
"...and then, I got you."
After the voice of "Prince" fell, he applauded himself.
"I don't know… "
Rand shook his head slightly.
"After doing so much... Are you trying to kill me? Revenge?"
"No, no no no... how come, I'm not the kind of person who doesn't know how to cherish... "
"Prince" said immediately.
It knocked on the outer shell of the medical bay.
"You remember how badly you were wounded, right?" it said, then lowered his head and looked at his watch pretendingly, "It's only been ten hours, why don't you look at your own wounds? "