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"Ugh...Alex...you idiot! Gh-gyaaaaaagh!!" Hane, too injured to move quickly, was engulfed.

Any unshielded clothing the group members were wearing were reduced to ash, along with any non-leaden equipment they carried.

Then came the mutations:

Felicia, being the largest, absorbed the most radiation. She cried out as her body warped and twisted, her skin hardening and splitting into thick silver scales. Her legs knotted together and grew, thrashing into a long serpent's tail. The pain knocked her from the sky, and she crashed painfully to the floor, falling down into the missile pit.

Alex felt his head throb, as it began painfully duplicating itself, until a perfect and fully functional copy of his lupine head rested atop his left shoulder.

Hane's back pulsed and ached, as a bevy of spines shot painfully out of his cheetah back, like huge porcupine quills.

Szon felt the pain in his spine, as a long thick tail began growing from his coccyx. He soon realized to his horror, when he felt the end of the four-foot long tail flex, that it was not a tail, but a large arm!

Raleigh had pulled back his knives just before the blast, and felt a pain in one of the hands of his middle right arm. He realized the fingers and thumb had taken on the properties of the knives, indeed had fused with them, becoming living jointed knives.

Meanwhile, the radiation burst left Biohazard looking visibly weakened. He stood barely five feet tall now and looked almost emaciated, and fell to one knee, gasping for breath.

It served its purpose, however, as the missiles inside the launch area began to shake violently...

(Ha ha! Now Szon's an Aipom!)
Raleigh gave a screech of pain as the explosion went off and his hand mutated, but then flexed his new knife-fingers and grimaced. "We don't have much time before those things blow! Any ideas? Any coolent left?"

Raleigh stopped staring in horror at the missles and seized Felicia with all of his hands, except the knife-like one. He managed to pull her back onto the ledge, but just barely. "Ow." He said, landing hard with her on top of him.

"Someone, how do we disable the missiles in any way?" He growled loudly as he grasped biohazard with his extra arm.

"I've got two ******** heads! HEAAAAAAAAAAAAADS!"

"Cut the WE stuff! I could refer to myself as we! I've got two heads! Why couldn't it have been a prehensile p***s or something?"

Biohazard hauled himself back up to a vertical base, and ripped a large pipe from the wall. He shoved away the grip from Szon's tail-arm, which had mutated into a crab-like pincer from the radioactive contact.

Felicia heard the screeching crunch, but concentrated on pouring on the petrification. "Guyssss, get back...on the clock! I can't finish thisss...if he...tearsss my...head...off..." She was visibly weakening as she put more of her vital energy into the eye beams. The missiles were more than half turned to harmless stone by now. They would no longer propel if a launch was attempted, but the warheads remained, and could still be detonated.

Biohazard bellowed, and lunged toward Felicia, pipe overhead, prepared to smash her head to atoms.