BEHOLD THE FIRST NEW REWRITTEN CHAPTER OF SUEMAGGEDDON-Nah it's still somewhat the same as the old one. But don't worry, you will pick up on the improvement of this very early into this. I hope you'll enjoy the chapter as much as me and Bml1997 have while editing this!
She quickly ducked down behind a trash can as the sound of high-pitched girlish squeals moved towards the alley she was in. The sound faded as the owner of the said squeals ran off. But that didn't mean that it was safe yet. The penguin stayed where she was. She counted out her heartbeats until she reached ten before she dashed out of hiding. She had to find others. Others that could help drive out the menace and help find the real denizens of this city before it was too late.
But it seems luck was not on the penguin's side. Just before she could reach another hiding place, she heard another high pitched squeal. This one came from right behind her. She picked up her pace as she tried to evade her pursuers. But it was no use. The squeal had alerted others of its kind up ahead. They answered with squeals of their own and suddenly the penguin found herself surrounded.
"What did you do with them?!" she demanded, bravely in the face of her certain doom.
"Them?! Eeee! Oh, I love them! Don't you?!"
The others squealed in response and said things like, "Oh mah GAWD. They are the coolest!" and "Totally! You can tell which one I love the bestest, right?"
The penguin thought that she'd go mad if she had to listen to much more of these squealers. "Where are they?! Tell me!" she screamed, interrupting their inane chatter.
"Wouldn't you like to know," answered the one who seemed to be the leader.
All of them grinned maniacally before they then moved in for the kill. In her last moments, the unfortunate penguin prayed that someone would come along and stop this horror before the entire world became overrun with Mary-Sues.
Meanwhile, a fairy penguin, who had a small scar, had been monitoring the progress of the other and had heard what had happened. She was not pleased. "What?! No! NO! Agh! Y'all gotta be kiddin' me! Those...Those...AGH! I can't even think of something terrible to call 'em!" Fede stared ahead in frustration. "They will not get away this. Not if I have anything to say about it."
Krystal heard the older penguin's scream of outrage. She looked over, wondering if she should ask.
However, before she could say anything, there was a terse reply of, "She's dead. The Sues found and cornered her. She shouldn't have gone out alone."
Krys gasped at this. Everyone knew it was dangerous, but what choice did they have? They had to do something. If they didn't, it would mean the end of everything. She stiffened her spine and her resolve. She would find them...And she'd take down as many of the enemy as she could along the way. "We'll win. I know we will."
The other merely huffed at that. "Yeah, well. We'll see. I intend to gut a few of them before this is over anyway," the fairy penguin said grimly.
With Krystal...
Krys sighed. Ever since the Sues had arrived, everything had been out of balance. A sort of Sue, Soph Milliana, had stabbed her own kind in the back from the start and had joined the Resistance when she was...how long ago? Krys lost count. Now Soph was 14 and she had been trained to despise Sues to the core, despite the fact that she was one herself. She was one of the few of the Resistance who knew how to wound a Sue mortally. Krys smiled as she knew the latest deceased agent now had a heaven to live in, far, far away from Sues. Krys walked out of the computer room, where Fede and a few others were hacking away, passed the training room, where Trixy and a few others were training, the lab, where her Second Lieutenant NYC and a few others were working, then walked into the door to her office, if it could be called that.
The 'office' was a small room, having only a plastic chair, an old children's table, and a now battered and faded Barbie clothes closet. The chair and the table were the main desk and the Barbie closet had been slightly renovated to hold files, a few parts of equipment, and a tiny box. As Krys opened the closet to write a death certificate for the newly deceased agent for her file, her eyes were drawn to the box. Krys stared at the box for a time that felt far longer than the few minutes it actually was.
Placing the deceased penguin's file on her 'desk', she picked up the box and opened it. She gazed at the contents inside the now falling apart box. She carefully picked them up and stared even more at them. They were photos that she had had with the original penguins before they vanished. One of them was of herself and her cousin Skipper, flippers on each other's shoulders, grinning like idiots. Another one was of Rico and herself, ambushing Julien with water guns. A third was of Kowalski and herself, working on chemicals. A fourth was of herself and Private friendly hugging each other at the movies and eating popcorn. The photos went on and on like this, but the last one pushed Krys to the brink of tears. It was of all of the Resistance, standing straight and tall in their own type of best outfits, with the penguins, lemurs, and Marlene at the bottom. Swallowing back a wimper, she placed the photos back into the box and started the deceased agent's death certificate and eulogy.
Meanwhile...
If she had to choose between her friends and her life, the choice would be obvious. Screw her little Sue-ish life! She'd sacrifice herself within an instant if she had to! As Soph punched the bag, which looked like the worst mock Sue one could think of, which was of no insult to her, her students Trixy, DB, Ramses, Katherine, Spilla, Amber, Flora, Madison, and Sara did the same, each ending with their own styles. Trixy tackled the dummy down with Madison. DB punched his off the hook after someone spilt his coffee and blamed the punching bag. Ramses ripped the dummy to shreds with his teeth and claws. Katherine kicked hers, leaving it upside down. Flora stabbed herswith her sharp staff, which Soph had been on the wrong side of with no idea of how she had gotten there. Amber slit hers open with an axe. Sara stabbed an arrow into hers. And lastly, Spilla slammed hers down headfirst.
"Okay, you guys," Soph called. "That's enough for today. Class dismissed."
The fighting students making a dash for the door. As soon as they were gone, Soph made her way to the bathroom. Once she reached the mirror, Soph groaned. Not again. This just had to happen once a day, didn't it?
When she woke up in the mornings, Soph was in her usual human form with brown eyes, tan skin, and brown pixie-cut hair. She was wearing her t-shirt that read IMMA SUE KILLA, cargo pants, and her black combat boots. But at that moment, she had blonde hair, blue eyes, and a lighter shade of tan skin. Her clothes thankfully didn't change, unlike usual. Soph willed herself back to her usual style and grinned. Better.
Lilith was walking around Blowhole's lair - or well, at least a replica of his lair - when one of the original lobsters that wasn't in hiding came up to her. '' Agent 12!'' He said.
She looked at him. ''Yes, Red 10?''
"Agent 18 requests your presence. She's on Screen 5.'' He pointed his claw a at a computer.
She gulped. Agent 18 was Jonie, one of the toughest Agents around. ''Do you know what about?''
Red 10 shook his head. ''No, but she sounds upset.''
She then sighed. Even if she could avoid Jonie then, she would eventually find her and beat her silly. '' Fine.'' She threw up her hands and walked over to a computer. Lilith selected Screen 5. Jonie's face quickly filled the screen. She had medium length choppy straight dirty blonde hair and brownish green eyes that were hiding behind aviator sunglasses.
''Hey, Lily.''
Lilith winced. Jonie knew she hate being called Lily. ''What do you want, Jonie?''
She raised an eyebrow at me. '' Nice to see you too.'' The Australian commented sarcastically. She leaned back in the swivel chair. ''Listen, mate, we got a problem.''
She leaned forward. ''What is it?'' Jonie never got worked up easily. If there was a problem then...
Much to her dismay, she shrugged. ''How would I know? I just got the message and was told to pass it on. Anyways, there is a meeting in two hours. Be there or else.'' The screen went black.
...
Mad was practicing her fighting when Lilith came running in. She glared at her. She did NOT appreciate people barging into her room. ''What do you want?''
She looked down nervously. ''I-I-...uh.. there's a meeting in two hours.''
She looked at her curiously. ''What for?''
Lilith shrugged. ''I dunno, but it must be bad...Even Jonie seemed worried.''
Mad knew that meant it was bad news and nodded. ''Okay. Now, don't take this the wrong way, but get out.''
She nodded and quickly hurried out. Mad grinned, in spite of herself. She was scared! She was actually scared! For bad guys, that's a good thing. It takes a while to be so evil that people out there actually are scared of you. But Lilith was scared of everything. Still, she liked it. She then turned back to the dummy.
...
Alex was practicing archery in his room when Mad came walking in. He looked at her. ''What is it?''
The carnivore grinned. ''There's a meeting in two hours. Must be something bad, even Jonie's scared.''
He raised his eyebrow at her. ''Jonie was scared, huh?''
She nodded. ''Yup.'' She thought for a second, the grinned again.
''What?'' He asked.
She shook her head. '' Nothing.'' She chuckled, and walked out.
Alex shook his head. Mad could be so weird sometimes...
He went back to his archery.