Gale nodded his head at Seiichi, and glanced nervously at the scene before them. There were bloodstains on the floor, and a few spent shell casings on the floor around the crates. Bullet holes peppered the pillars and walls. Even if they weren't coming back, Gale did not feel safe around the place.
"Don't go there," whispered Gale. Seiichi walked towards one of the crates, clearly ignoring what he said.
"No, don't!" yelled Gale. He rushed forward, and as Seiichi placed a hand on one of the black crates, a needle sprang out of the black crate and pierced Seiichi's hand. He yelped loudly. The sight prompted Gale to look at the position of the other crate, which was just beside him at this very moment.
"Bugger," whispered Gale. The hypodermic needle from the other crate sprang out, the needle shining off a small ray of sunlight as it pierced his arm. He screamed. The needle shot a green liquid into his veins, and he could feel the cold liquid in himself. It paralysed him, though perhaps most of that was out of fear. As the needle emptied, it backed out of his arm and pointed itself away from Gale, a little drip off the tip almost like a spit of disgust that followed a man turning his head away.
Gale looked at the hole the needle left in his skin, and sighed. He thought about seeing his doctor later, and his father would probably get angry at Gale for getting jabbed by random needles. Seiichi probably needed to see a doctor too, considering that he just fainted from the injection. He ran towards Seiichi and bent down to at least, drag him out by his arms. Gale's strength was just below average for a man, and he considered lifting Seiichi up to be impossible.
"Strange..." mumbled Gale, looking at Seiichi's head. He wasn't sure, but it seemed like Seiichi's hair was growing. Longer and longer. He placed his hand upon the strands of hair, and in a few moments the hair upon Seiichi's head grew to engulf his hand in red hair. Gale reached to his own head, grasping the back strands of his hair.
"Nothing."
When he looked back down again, the hairbands that appeared on Seiichi's head rang alarm bells in his head. Injections might be able to grow hair, but growing hairbands was definitely out of the question. Gale looked up and down Seiichi's body and saw all the changes. Seiichi's face had shrunk, and grown more feminine. His hands became smaller, and smoother, and his arms and legs had shortened as well. A bulge upon Seiichi's chest made Gale press his own hand to his chest to check, but it didn't bulge any more than usual. He sighed in relief, and looked back at what was left of the guy he knew.
It was the part about the clothing that scared Gale. Turning into a girl was bad enough, but having your clothing change with yourself seemed like something from the realm of fantasy.
Seiichi seemed to stir a little, groaning in a soft, girly voice that never matched Seiichi's male form. With a sigh, Gale plucked out his own smartphone, switching on the front camera. He glanced quickly in his own image, smiling at his own masculine face. Gale frowned, though, as he pushed the camera in front of Seiichi's face. If this girl was still Seiichi, she, or he, would hate to see what happened.
"S—Seiichi?" whispered Gale.
"Don't go there," whispered Gale. Seiichi walked towards one of the crates, clearly ignoring what he said.
"No, don't!" yelled Gale. He rushed forward, and as Seiichi placed a hand on one of the black crates, a needle sprang out of the black crate and pierced Seiichi's hand. He yelped loudly. The sight prompted Gale to look at the position of the other crate, which was just beside him at this very moment.
"Bugger," whispered Gale. The hypodermic needle from the other crate sprang out, the needle shining off a small ray of sunlight as it pierced his arm. He screamed. The needle shot a green liquid into his veins, and he could feel the cold liquid in himself. It paralysed him, though perhaps most of that was out of fear. As the needle emptied, it backed out of his arm and pointed itself away from Gale, a little drip off the tip almost like a spit of disgust that followed a man turning his head away.
Gale looked at the hole the needle left in his skin, and sighed. He thought about seeing his doctor later, and his father would probably get angry at Gale for getting jabbed by random needles. Seiichi probably needed to see a doctor too, considering that he just fainted from the injection. He ran towards Seiichi and bent down to at least, drag him out by his arms. Gale's strength was just below average for a man, and he considered lifting Seiichi up to be impossible.
"Strange..." mumbled Gale, looking at Seiichi's head. He wasn't sure, but it seemed like Seiichi's hair was growing. Longer and longer. He placed his hand upon the strands of hair, and in a few moments the hair upon Seiichi's head grew to engulf his hand in red hair. Gale reached to his own head, grasping the back strands of his hair.
"Nothing."
When he looked back down again, the hairbands that appeared on Seiichi's head rang alarm bells in his head. Injections might be able to grow hair, but growing hairbands was definitely out of the question. Gale looked up and down Seiichi's body and saw all the changes. Seiichi's face had shrunk, and grown more feminine. His hands became smaller, and smoother, and his arms and legs had shortened as well. A bulge upon Seiichi's chest made Gale press his own hand to his chest to check, but it didn't bulge any more than usual. He sighed in relief, and looked back at what was left of the guy he knew.
It was the part about the clothing that scared Gale. Turning into a girl was bad enough, but having your clothing change with yourself seemed like something from the realm of fantasy.
Seiichi seemed to stir a little, groaning in a soft, girly voice that never matched Seiichi's male form. With a sigh, Gale plucked out his own smartphone, switching on the front camera. He glanced quickly in his own image, smiling at his own masculine face. Gale frowned, though, as he pushed the camera in front of Seiichi's face. If this girl was still Seiichi, she, or he, would hate to see what happened.
"S—Seiichi?" whispered Gale.
