"My baby..." Miriam said "Where's my baby...?"
"What is she even saying?" One of the cops wondered out loud, weirdly enough more baffled by her words than by the fact that there was a 400+ ft tall woman right before him.
"Do I look like I speak Italian?" Another one angrily replied.
"It could be French" Yet another cop said.
"Does it matter? Fire!" The first cop said, and the 3 unloaded their handguns' entire cartridge on Miriam, aiming at her toes and shins, but to no avail, as like before, the bullets simply flattened upon hitting her, as if they were striking an unmovable wall.
Zuleima's widened, not only she knew what Miriam was saying, she also remembered those exact same words and tone, it was a long time ago... Shortly after you were born, Miriam was ecstatic that she finally had a child of her own, a biological one, which her friends found cute, as she was a first timer and the youngest of the bunch, Dolores, Sheila and Zuleima herself were already on their second child, so there was a lot of playful teasing largely directed at Miriam.
Zuleima remembered how they joked that Miriam acted like a little girl who had just gotten her dream doll, and how she panicked over every little thing. She seemed to be wanting to prove herself a good mother, which Zuleima herself suspected may have stemmed from some kind of inferiority complex towards her mother-in-law, but she couldn't tell for sure. What she could remember for sure was that sometimes Sheila or Dolores took baby you from your crib cradled you in their arms and Miriam instantly flew into a panic, failing to notice that her baby was right before her eyes.
It was a guilty laugh, as it seemed slightly mean, but thankfully they didn't do it too often and Miriam herself was a good sport. But she knew that in that first moment, her panic had been real, and it was the very same tone of voice she was using right now, which also confirmed her suspicion, she knew what she was looking for.
More and more police cars surrounded Miriam, as they noticed that she was unwilling to advance while surrounded and tried to capitalize on it. A helicopter was called to try and take her down, in addition to several SWAT officers atop roofs, armed with powerful sniper rifles taking aim from several hundred meters away, across entire city blocks. But not only did these attempts utterly fail, they enraged the already scared Miriam, who raised her foot and angrily stomped down in retaliation, pulverizing many police cars in a raging explosion. Despite the violence of that act, she had targeted empty cars to try and scare them off, but the officers didn't relent and continued their attack.
"WHERE.IS.MY BABY?!" She yelled, her voice alone being powerful enough to make glass windows rattle.
"Is there no one around that knows what she's saying?!" An angry cop asked while covering his aching ears. The officers around all shrugged.
'Idiots' Zuleima thought and decided to go get what Miriam was looking for, or more appropriately, who she was looking for. Unwilling to risk grabbing a taxi or using a similar service, she went to the nearest car rental shop instead...
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"And that's what's happened so far..." Zuleima sighed, trying her best to outmaneuver the still crazed panicked traffic. At this time, the city, or at least the streets had become an anarchy, then again, anyone capable of enforcing the law was busy trying to confront and contain Miriam.
"Holy hell..." You said with the widest eyes ever from shock. Never in your life you imagined that your mom somehow would become the closest thing to a real life Godzilla, which, in a sad and ironic twist, she was quite a big fan of (and by consequence you, as you watched the movies and series with her as a kid).
"Wait a minute! You're taking me to her?!" You felt like your eyes could pop out of their sockets at any time.
"Yeah, I just told you, she's looking for you..." Zuleima replied "And by how things are going she's gonna flatten the entire city before she gets anywhere near her own house"
"But if you say that her brain is acting weird then she might not even recognize me... She could eat me, or crush me..." You shuddered. Zuleima took a deep breath, but she understood, it was normal to be afraid in a situation like this, plus, you were already keeping surprisingly calm for someone your age, she knew that teenagers could be much moodier due to all the hormones boiling and mixing within them.
"Listen, Blaise... I know this isn't the easiest to understand, but I'll try my best" She said "Motherhood is something else, it's something that transcends our species itself, it goes all the way back to the first mammals, or even earlier than that... But my point is, it's something very primal, something deeply ingrained into our subconscious as women, and even I as a scientist don't believe that she can ever forget about it unless she suffered actual memory loss, which thankfully it's not the case, it's something else, but even with her thoughts muddled, she's still thinking about you, in fact, right now you're probably the only thing on her mind. She won't attack you, I can swear upon it, or I'll eat my labcoat" She laughed a little at her own joke, but she was successful in reassuring you. Even if she wasn't usually on the same level of familiarity as Sheila and Dolores, you deemed her trustworthy until proven otherwise.
You two eventually reached the last unblockaded section of the city, so she parked the car and would continue by foot. People were still fleeing in a panic while some daring ones kept filming, in hopes of earning their 15 minutes of e-fame. You stuck close to her and ignored them, following her into a skyscraper that at this point was abandoned, though fortunately the power was still running. It seemed to be a corporate building, but you didn't get the chance to really look around, as you hastily got on the first elevator that you found.
While on the way up, you checked your phone just to have something to do, feeling like Zuleima was already pretty tense and you didn't want to make her mad or stressed. People were clipping stuff from the news, as they offered better and more complete footage. You couldn't help but wince, your mom was huge, easily seemed to be well over 500 ft tall, but she looked scared and was surrounded by the police, who were firing at her. She kept asking in Spanish for "her baby", which made you blush.
'If they know it's me my reputation at school is gonna be so murdered...' You sighed in resignation. You didn't get the chance to dwell on that thought for long as you saw your mom stomp on several police cars, which looked smaller than Matchbox ones to her and effortlessly destroyed them, flattening them under her foot and making some explode. As the police's aggression against her only intensified, your mom headed for the Police's HQ and, like with the cars, pulverized it in a single retaliatory stomp. Most strangely, the comments on the video weren't hating on your mom, which is what you expected yourself.
"That woman's huge but she looks scared, why are they attacking her?"
'Huh?' You thought, and checked more comments.
"Does seriously no one in the police dept speak Spanish? The lady's looking for her baby! #dumbpolice"
"I wonder if this wasn't the result of some illegal experiment? The lady looks confused"
"Ten bucks say the CIA is behind this"
Of course, soon enough you found the more typical comments calling her a monster, and some more saying that this was all part of one big conspiracy from the federal govt to steal more money and whatnot, but most of them were similar to the first ones you read, expressing their sympathy for her, and their disdain for the way the police chose to handle the situation. Your train of thought was interrupted, though, by the elevator's "ding!", signaling that you'd reached the highest floor. You and Zuleima got off and walked upstairs to the roof, the ground shook and quaked from your mom's footsteps, making you gulp in fear.
"Alright, the moment of truth has arrived" Zuleima muttered as she grabbed her work tablet and tapped on some icons in an interface you'd never seen before. The OS didn't look like neither Android nor iOS, so it might be some customized one, but there was no way you could tell for sure.
"Miriam! Zuleima here, can you hear me?" She spoke. Immediately, your mom, who was still trying to get the officers away from her, stopped and looked at the building whose roof you were on. She began walking towards it, ignoring the police. As she got closer, a reality dawned upon you: She was even bigger than you first believed, the skyscraper itself was easily about 500 ft tall, and it only barely came up to your mom's chest level, her shadow easily covered the whole roof and it gave you dangerous, ominous vibes. She could be roughly 700 ft tall, if not even larger.
It wasn't something you normally paid attention beyond acknowledging, but at this scale and up close, it was impossible not to see that her chest was really big, the fleshy twins, merely clad in some simplistic but skimpy-looking black bra were larger than most houses, and they looked heavy enough to be able to demolish this entire building themselves.
"Do you still understand what I'm saying?" Zuleima asked, wondering if she'd have to switch back to Spanish at this point, since her tablet's readings indicated her mind had decayed further, but in a rather pleasant surprise, Miriam quietly nodded.
"Well, I brought you your baby, as you can see" She said in a more relaxed, even if she was this big, she was still talking to her old friend, and her eyes lit up when she said that, immediately locking her gaze onto you, with such a sudden intensity that you got startled. Before you could speak, she reached for you with her hand, whose fingers were each comparable to trailer trucks in size and length.
What happens next?
"What is she even saying?" One of the cops wondered out loud, weirdly enough more baffled by her words than by the fact that there was a 400+ ft tall woman right before him.
"Do I look like I speak Italian?" Another one angrily replied.
"It could be French" Yet another cop said.
"Does it matter? Fire!" The first cop said, and the 3 unloaded their handguns' entire cartridge on Miriam, aiming at her toes and shins, but to no avail, as like before, the bullets simply flattened upon hitting her, as if they were striking an unmovable wall.
Zuleima's widened, not only she knew what Miriam was saying, she also remembered those exact same words and tone, it was a long time ago... Shortly after you were born, Miriam was ecstatic that she finally had a child of her own, a biological one, which her friends found cute, as she was a first timer and the youngest of the bunch, Dolores, Sheila and Zuleima herself were already on their second child, so there was a lot of playful teasing largely directed at Miriam.
Zuleima remembered how they joked that Miriam acted like a little girl who had just gotten her dream doll, and how she panicked over every little thing. She seemed to be wanting to prove herself a good mother, which Zuleima herself suspected may have stemmed from some kind of inferiority complex towards her mother-in-law, but she couldn't tell for sure. What she could remember for sure was that sometimes Sheila or Dolores took baby you from your crib cradled you in their arms and Miriam instantly flew into a panic, failing to notice that her baby was right before her eyes.
It was a guilty laugh, as it seemed slightly mean, but thankfully they didn't do it too often and Miriam herself was a good sport. But she knew that in that first moment, her panic had been real, and it was the very same tone of voice she was using right now, which also confirmed her suspicion, she knew what she was looking for.
More and more police cars surrounded Miriam, as they noticed that she was unwilling to advance while surrounded and tried to capitalize on it. A helicopter was called to try and take her down, in addition to several SWAT officers atop roofs, armed with powerful sniper rifles taking aim from several hundred meters away, across entire city blocks. But not only did these attempts utterly fail, they enraged the already scared Miriam, who raised her foot and angrily stomped down in retaliation, pulverizing many police cars in a raging explosion. Despite the violence of that act, she had targeted empty cars to try and scare them off, but the officers didn't relent and continued their attack.
"WHERE.IS.MY BABY?!" She yelled, her voice alone being powerful enough to make glass windows rattle.
"Is there no one around that knows what she's saying?!" An angry cop asked while covering his aching ears. The officers around all shrugged.
'Idiots' Zuleima thought and decided to go get what Miriam was looking for, or more appropriately, who she was looking for. Unwilling to risk grabbing a taxi or using a similar service, she went to the nearest car rental shop instead...
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"And that's what's happened so far..." Zuleima sighed, trying her best to outmaneuver the still crazed panicked traffic. At this time, the city, or at least the streets had become an anarchy, then again, anyone capable of enforcing the law was busy trying to confront and contain Miriam.
"Holy hell..." You said with the widest eyes ever from shock. Never in your life you imagined that your mom somehow would become the closest thing to a real life Godzilla, which, in a sad and ironic twist, she was quite a big fan of (and by consequence you, as you watched the movies and series with her as a kid).
"Wait a minute! You're taking me to her?!" You felt like your eyes could pop out of their sockets at any time.
"Yeah, I just told you, she's looking for you..." Zuleima replied "And by how things are going she's gonna flatten the entire city before she gets anywhere near her own house"
"But if you say that her brain is acting weird then she might not even recognize me... She could eat me, or crush me..." You shuddered. Zuleima took a deep breath, but she understood, it was normal to be afraid in a situation like this, plus, you were already keeping surprisingly calm for someone your age, she knew that teenagers could be much moodier due to all the hormones boiling and mixing within them.
"Listen, Blaise... I know this isn't the easiest to understand, but I'll try my best" She said "Motherhood is something else, it's something that transcends our species itself, it goes all the way back to the first mammals, or even earlier than that... But my point is, it's something very primal, something deeply ingrained into our subconscious as women, and even I as a scientist don't believe that she can ever forget about it unless she suffered actual memory loss, which thankfully it's not the case, it's something else, but even with her thoughts muddled, she's still thinking about you, in fact, right now you're probably the only thing on her mind. She won't attack you, I can swear upon it, or I'll eat my labcoat" She laughed a little at her own joke, but she was successful in reassuring you. Even if she wasn't usually on the same level of familiarity as Sheila and Dolores, you deemed her trustworthy until proven otherwise.
You two eventually reached the last unblockaded section of the city, so she parked the car and would continue by foot. People were still fleeing in a panic while some daring ones kept filming, in hopes of earning their 15 minutes of e-fame. You stuck close to her and ignored them, following her into a skyscraper that at this point was abandoned, though fortunately the power was still running. It seemed to be a corporate building, but you didn't get the chance to really look around, as you hastily got on the first elevator that you found.
While on the way up, you checked your phone just to have something to do, feeling like Zuleima was already pretty tense and you didn't want to make her mad or stressed. People were clipping stuff from the news, as they offered better and more complete footage. You couldn't help but wince, your mom was huge, easily seemed to be well over 500 ft tall, but she looked scared and was surrounded by the police, who were firing at her. She kept asking in Spanish for "her baby", which made you blush.
'If they know it's me my reputation at school is gonna be so murdered...' You sighed in resignation. You didn't get the chance to dwell on that thought for long as you saw your mom stomp on several police cars, which looked smaller than Matchbox ones to her and effortlessly destroyed them, flattening them under her foot and making some explode. As the police's aggression against her only intensified, your mom headed for the Police's HQ and, like with the cars, pulverized it in a single retaliatory stomp. Most strangely, the comments on the video weren't hating on your mom, which is what you expected yourself.
"That woman's huge but she looks scared, why are they attacking her?"
'Huh?' You thought, and checked more comments.
"Does seriously no one in the police dept speak Spanish? The lady's looking for her baby! #dumbpolice"
"I wonder if this wasn't the result of some illegal experiment? The lady looks confused"
"Ten bucks say the CIA is behind this"
Of course, soon enough you found the more typical comments calling her a monster, and some more saying that this was all part of one big conspiracy from the federal govt to steal more money and whatnot, but most of them were similar to the first ones you read, expressing their sympathy for her, and their disdain for the way the police chose to handle the situation. Your train of thought was interrupted, though, by the elevator's "ding!", signaling that you'd reached the highest floor. You and Zuleima got off and walked upstairs to the roof, the ground shook and quaked from your mom's footsteps, making you gulp in fear.
"Alright, the moment of truth has arrived" Zuleima muttered as she grabbed her work tablet and tapped on some icons in an interface you'd never seen before. The OS didn't look like neither Android nor iOS, so it might be some customized one, but there was no way you could tell for sure.
"Miriam! Zuleima here, can you hear me?" She spoke. Immediately, your mom, who was still trying to get the officers away from her, stopped and looked at the building whose roof you were on. She began walking towards it, ignoring the police. As she got closer, a reality dawned upon you: She was even bigger than you first believed, the skyscraper itself was easily about 500 ft tall, and it only barely came up to your mom's chest level, her shadow easily covered the whole roof and it gave you dangerous, ominous vibes. She could be roughly 700 ft tall, if not even larger.
It wasn't something you normally paid attention beyond acknowledging, but at this scale and up close, it was impossible not to see that her chest was really big, the fleshy twins, merely clad in some simplistic but skimpy-looking black bra were larger than most houses, and they looked heavy enough to be able to demolish this entire building themselves.
"Do you still understand what I'm saying?" Zuleima asked, wondering if she'd have to switch back to Spanish at this point, since her tablet's readings indicated her mind had decayed further, but in a rather pleasant surprise, Miriam quietly nodded.
"Well, I brought you your baby, as you can see" She said in a more relaxed, even if she was this big, she was still talking to her old friend, and her eyes lit up when she said that, immediately locking her gaze onto you, with such a sudden intensity that you got startled. Before you could speak, she reached for you with her hand, whose fingers were each comparable to trailer trucks in size and length.
What happens next?
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May 12, 2023
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