Unlikely Allies: Prologue pt 3

“Look who’s waking up!” A muffled voice breaks in.

The alien girl blinks her eyes, slowly as she awakens. She groggily tries to get up, but seems to be unable to balance herself and she falls back down a few times before giving up on trying to stand back up.

“Dr. Garibaldi, is she ok?” another voice asks.

“She should be, the anesthesia is still in effect but it should wear off soon.” Dr. Garibaldi answers.

The girl’s vision came back but had to squint a bit as the bright light in the room hurts her eyes. In front of her, she saw three people, all wearing clean white lab coats. The one in the middle and was clearly the one in charge, Dr. Garibaldi, is a very attractive young women with sharp emerald green eye and her blonde hair tied back to keep it from contaminating lab specimens. She had a mean look to her that had a sinister charm to it.
The other two with her are a young Hispanic man and a mousy brunette woman in glasses, nothing too special about them.

“So, what exactly is she?” The man asks.

The monster girl had her clothes removed and are being examined in another section of the facility, so she was nude in her containment cell. She is a pale white colored female humanoid with a strange inhuman beauty to it. Her body wasn't exactly smooth as it had hints of gigerish designs on it, and some ribbed tissue under her armpits and her inner thighs, with a black piece of natural bone armor on her cleavage. Her hands had three pointy fingers without nails and two fingers growing on her wrists, it also is the same for her feet with long pointy toes. Her eyes were glowing yellow reptile eyes with an almond shape, with three black streaks going down underneath them. Her hair was crimson color and was messy, but her bangs were covering her right eye. On each side of her head where two long elven ears to hear. On the back side of her head, she has four black tendrils that flow around

“Come over here and I will tell what I got on this rather interesting specimen.” Dr. Garibaldi directs them to a table nearby.

The alien gets up but still has her eyes half closed, as they are more suited to the eternal night of her home realm. She notices something wrong, very wrong when she looks over to her right side.

Her arm was gone! Her right arm had been severed off at halfway on her biceps, and all that was left on her is a short stump. At the end of it was wrapped in wet bandages, leaking out blood. In reaction from this was at first fright, but that quickly turned to anger as she looked around her surroundings.

She was trapped inside of glass box that barely had any room for her to maneuver in, and in the corner of it was a bowl filled with meaty paste in case she got hungry and a teddy bear to play with. She looks around, again and again, to see if there is any way to escape, all it was is extremely thick heavy glass she couldn’t break by brute force alone. She turns to the scientist and sees where her arm is at, on an operating table where it has been dissected open. This has made her furious and starts to yell at the scientist outside of her clear prison.

Her muffled roars caught the attention of them, but they just turned back to look at the opened up arm on the table.

“She seems very agitated, and her wound is bleeding.” The lady nervously reports.

“Well, I would be pissed too if I woke up without my arm.” Dr. Garibaldi remarks quickly before showing them the severed limb. “I don’t know where to quite start here so I am going to start from the surface to the core.”

She points at the arm’s pale skin first.

“She seems to have two layers of skin, what would most likely to be her epidermis is here. It’s extremely smooth, and on a closer look, she doesn’t even have pores. Also, it lacks any pigmentation, but we ruled out her being albino as her hair and eyes do not share similar symptoms.”

“But couldn’t her hair been colored?” The man argues. “The report says that she’s from a very technological advanced realm that shade of crimson is certainly not natural.”

“I did think of that, but tests show that her hair color is natural despite looking like the same crimson color a teenager would buy at the store. Weirder is that it came out to be “human” hair if you can believe that.” Garibaldi goes on. “But back to the arm, under that is this second layer of skin.” She points at a black oily layer underneath the pale white. “This what we guess is the dermis, and let me tell you, this is hard as a rock!” She explains as poking the layer, which it doesn’t fold. “Strange too is that all over her body you can just see it exposed.” She points at the alien.

The girl is now very pissed as she’s banging desperately on the wall with an enraged look in her eyes and hissing as well having the black tendrils from the back of her head thrashing savagely in fury. Under her arm, inner thighs, calves have the same black layer of skin with ribbed texture to them.

“I’m also rather interested in know exactly how resilient this is. If this could stop bullets, then imagine if we gave our B.O.Ws this as an endoskeleton or even as skin!” Garibaldi says with a small smirk. “But under that, she muscles tissue similar to us, though her blood vessels are rather thick and have odd colors to them.” She explains as she prods a few vessels that seem more like cables that belong to a computer in the hues of red, yellow, green, and black.

“What about her blood?” The man asks.

“Here’s the shocking thing, she’s type O.” Garibaldi answers.

“You don’t mean…” The Lady starts to say.

“Yep, she has human blood in her. So this could mean anything, as from those knucklehead’s report said that there are indeed normal humans in that dimension. So she could be a mutant or maybe a subspecies of humans in her home.”

Garibaldi walks up to the glass cage, face to face to her specimen. While she remains calm and even grew a shit-eating smirk, the creature on the other side was infuriated as she growls to her. The alien girl’s lower jaw splits into too, a strange way to indicated anger as it continues to growl and have a pissed look in her eyes. But something has caught Garibaldi’s eye.

She looks down at her specimen’s left to see her hand, which has her pointer finger pointing up with her other two fingers clutched in a fist and the fingers on her wrist wrapped inwards. It takes her a moment to figure out what this means, but when she realized that the girl isn’t pointing up but has her hand facing her, Garibaldi knew what was up.

“How cute.” She chuckles to herself.

Then the creature turns away as if it gave up in attempts to protest and goes to the corner of her container and sits down in a fetal position. This action stuns the scientists wondering what’s the deal with the change in behavior change. Then to make them even more surprised, four pink thick tentacles covered in green slime slithers out of her back and coils up around her. They wrap around her and form a glowing gooey cocoon that is slightly transparent, and inside they could see her in suspended animation but slightly twitching here and there. But it was hard to see her as the tentacles cover her up inside.

“What’s going on!” the man shouts

“What if she transforms!” The women nervously comment.

“Just wait, let's observe to see what will happen. But just in case, get security. But tell them to not be “gung-ho” on this.” Dr. Garibaldi says.

The man gets his walkie-talkie out to send in two security guys in, which didn’t take long for them to show up but they were all equipped with basic armor and pistols. They all stood there and observe their specimen in her cocoon for 15 minutes until the creature oozes out of it.

She crawls on the floor drunkenly and the tentacles slither back inside of her as she smears green slime all over the floor of the glass container. But something surprised the scientists; her right arm has completely grown back. This has caused the gears to turn inside of Dr. Garibaldi’s head.

“Did the green slime regenerate her whole limb?! If we had our hands on that, we will dominate the medical business with the greatest “medication” breakthrough in science history! Or imagine if our B.O.Ws had such healing abilities….”

“Dr. Garibaldi, if that green slime is what regenerates her body we should just keep her and milk her for it.” The man suggests

“Yeah, Imagine the profit we get out of her!” The lady agrees.

She grabs a syringe off of the table and hands it to the security.

“Give her this before she fully regains herself, its anesthesia. I want to collect a sample out of her.” She orders.

The men go to a side of the container then unlock it. The container actually does have a handle and keyhole that’s impossible to see from the inside due to an optical illusion, this design is chosen as it could make whomever inside feel hopelessly trapped. When the door opens slowly, the monster girl notices that her window of opportunity (quite literal) has opened for her to escape. Wasting no time she spawns a tentacle out of her lower back, but this time at the tip it splits into three fingers.

The security men see the slimy appendage and try to close the door as fast as the can, but tentacle has fast reflexes and grabs one of the men by his head. Before the other man could close the door all the way, the tentacle yanks in the entrapped one’s head. So when he slams the door shut with the intention of keeping the specimen contained inside, instead he smashes his partner’s neck in, instantly killing him.

With the corpse now jamming the doorway, the creature girl spawns the other three tentacles and goes to the door’s exit. Before the living security guy could pull out his gun to shoot, a slimy tentacle tightly coils around his neck and snaps it, and he falls down to the ground dead as she leaves her glass prison. The two scientists try to make a break for it, as they scream in fear on their way to the door without noticing that Garibaldi went hiding behind a table.

But before they could make it to the door, both them get impaled by tentacles that burst through their chests at the same time. The tentacles slither out of their gory ruptured torsos as their bodies lifelessly fall to the floor. Now the room is silent, the monster girl stands still and perks her four ears up to listen in her surrounding and her tentacles slightly swirling around her. She looks around, and slime is dripping from her tentacles onto the floor making quite a mess.

“Hey, blonde bitch! Where are ya? Didn’t you want to cut me up a bit more, huh?” The creature yells out with an intimidating and angered tone.

Obviously, Garibaldi didn’t say anything as revealing herself would be suicide after witnessing what the girl is capable of. But she was quite shocked to hear the girl that’s from another universe to speak perfectly good English, if not a bit foul and with slang in it. Garibaldi stays kneeling down, with her fists clenched in case she needs to fight.

The creature walks around the lab room a bit but thankfully misses her target. She quickly loses interest and mumbles something to herself, which Garibaldi could only make out some rather harsh words, and clings her tentacles to the ceiling around an airshaft, which she crawls into. Garibaldi stood still for a minute to make sure the coast is clear before standing up.

Pulls out her walkie-talkie and reports in that her