Experiment of NIMHHer head was pounding as her small body was being tossed about helplessly down the ventilation ducts. The strong air currents were the final barrier between Two-Tone and her long awaited freedom, from the mad experiments that took place within the cold walls of N.I.M.H. Flailing her arms desperately, Two-Tone finally found something to grab onto, her tumbling nightmare had ended. Slowly she opened her eyes and found herself clinging onto the loose electrical wire sticking through the cracked vent wall.Experiment of NIMH4 years ago in Short Stories
Two-Tone heard the cries and please for help from her fellow mouse escapees, but knew she could do nothing to help them. She watched through teary eyes as the last of her bretheren were blown into the dark abyss of the ducts, knowing they could never escape.
Using all the strength in her upper-body, Two-Tone climbing paw over paw up the loose cable, turning her face from the relentless wind trying to force her back. Though weak and t
Abigail and the Rats of NIMH - Chapter 1Abigail and the Rats of NIMH - Chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters
It is 15 years since our departure from NIMH; and 11 years since our departure from the Fitzgibbon's farm to Thorn Valley, where we have lived undetected and in peace. As their leader, I have brought prosperity to the Rats of NIMH. Under my leadership we have built an entire city underground, beneath the thorn thicket, where neither human nor predator can reach. We harness electricity at the nearby river. Thanks in part to Mrs. Brisby, we were able to start a new civilization. And yet I sense our troubles have not yet ended, that they may never permanently end, as long as NIMH exists. No one, no rodent on Earth is completely safe anymore. The humans will never stop searching for us. They'll never leave us be.
As Justin wrote in the book Nicodemus once used, his gaze turned to the open chest on the desk beside him, where he kept a round, red jewel. He picked it up, and gazed at his own reflection in it, deep in meditation.
There has been a catastrophe, east of here, several d
Logan and The Secret of NIMH Chapter 1Logan and The Secret of NIMH Chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters
*Somewhere, there is a speck of land with a ton of acres. This was the Fitzgibbon farm, a farmland owned by the Fitzgibbon family. On one corner of the property sits a seemingly abandoned threshing machine. Over by that area, what appears to be a tiny shooting star falls just over the machine. Simultaneously, there is an explosion that shakes the machine and smoke begins to rise from its seams*
Female Voice (OOV): Mr. Ages? Mr. Ages, is anybody home?
Male Voice (OOV): Go away!
*Inside the threshing machine, a small mouse garbed in a red cape looks around nervously. This is the mouse simply known as Mrs. Brisby*
Mrs. Brisby: Mr. Ages!
Mr. Ages (OOV): What is it?
Mrs. Brisby: Mr. Ages, may I please speak with you?
Mr. Ages (OOV): What?
Mrs. Brisby: I said, may I please speak…
*Suddenly, in the midst of her request, Mr. Ages pops up from inside the tangle of machinery behind Mrs. Brisby. His coughing causes Mrs. Brisby to while about with a gasp of surprise. The mouse known as M
Logan and The Secret of NIMH Chapter 5Logan and The Secret of NIMH Chapter 53 years ago in Introductions & Chapters
*It is the very next morning along the Fitzgibbons farmhouse. In the front yard, Mrs. Fitzgibbons is hanging out the wash. Unnoticed by her, a baby's baptismal gown suddenly comes to life and heads off across the yard towards the rosebush. It pauses as it passes Dragon, the creature is on his back sound asleep. The figure pulls the hood back, revealing itself to be Jeremy. He pauses to suppress a sneeze or two, and continues*
Jeremy: Mrs. Briz! Fellas!
*Jeremy reaches the rosebush and trips over a low branch. By chance, Mrs. Brisby and her friends just happen to be there*
Jeremy: Oh, excuse me, pardon me.
Mrs. Brisby: Jeremy? What on Earth?
Jeremy: *theatrically* I'm in disguise. *cackles diabolically*
Logan: *sarcastically* Really? I could hardly recognize you.
Mrs. Brisby: Jeremy, please, not now!
Popeye: Yeah, we're tryings to finsk the entrance. These thorns are denser than the mindset of a blubbery brute… Oh wait, that was Bluto.
Jeremy: Here, let me help you
Logan and The Secret of NIMH Chapter 2Logan and The Secret of NIMH Chapter 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters
*Meanwhile, up in the sky, a silver spacecraft glides through the clouds. It is the Trimaxian, or as its more commonly known: Max. Sitting on the pilot's seat is Logan, kicking back as Max flies through the sky. But he is not alone on this maiden voyage. For other than his friend and mode of transport, Max, a new crew member stands by his side: Popeye the Sailor*
Logan: Steady Max. I can see the ground just below us. Let's make sure we have a soft landing this time.
Logan: *looks to Popeye* How're you holdin' up, Popeye?
Popeye: I must say, this is no boat that I'm used to! When you said we'd be leaving on a "ship", I'd assume you meants the kind with anchors and planks and what-not.
Logan: Don't worry, you'll get used to it. I know I did. *turns back to Max* So Max, how far away are we from New York?
Max: Only about a couple of kilometers from our current position. According to my navigational readings, we appear to be out along the countryside of the desti
Logan and The Secret of NIMH Chapter 4Logan and The Secret of NIMH Chapter 43 years ago in Introductions & Chapters
*It was the very next morning along the FItzgibbons' farm. All of a sudden, Mrs. Brisby is awakened by the sound of an engine trying to stop. She gets up and clasps her hands to her chest as the fear strikes. The noise stirs both Popeye and Logan, who were asleep in the same room with Brisby*
Popeye: *groggily* Hey Logans, tell the neighbas to turn down the lawnmowers. It's too early.
Logan: *snores lightly* Popeye… When do mice use lawnmowers? *eyes widen* Lawnmower?
*Brisby shushes Logan, immediately quieting him down so as not to wake Timothy. With a nod, Logan and Popeye follow Mrs. Brisby out of the house to investigate. They climb to the top of the large stone next to her house, and look around while Mrs. Brisby sniffs the air. Behind them, the Shrew approaches and they whirl to face her*
Logan: Oh, look who it is.
Auntie Shrew: *ignores Logan and turns to Brisby* What did I tell you? Moving Day!
Logan & Popeye: Moving Day?!
Mrs. Brisby: It can't be!
Auntie Shrew: It ce