Authors Note: All characters belong to Hussie. Picture by Princessskykes. Story by Solkayt and Princessskykes. Please enjoy. More chapters soon sorry to keep you hanging with this one, the others are longer and better! Heads up arrow thingies (what are they even called its like the flippy red flag on a mail box!) are not recognized by fanfiction so imagine in your head that the equal signs have a arrow like in the comic! Happy Reading! ;)

== Intro

Your name is Karkat Vantas, today is not your wriggling day, nor will it ever be your wriggling day again due to events that shall take place on this day… Which is not your wriggling day.

Chapter 1:

== Capture the Loww8lood

You walk up the cement sidewalk leading to Karkat's house. Your Trollian account goes off, it's that dork Eridan again, wondering if you've done it yet.

CA: havve you done it yet?

CA: wwe need to eliminate the anemone

CA: this is important! answwer me at once!

CA: oh my cod. i wwant to knoww

You completely ignore this douchebag and continue in your work, walking up to the door and knocking three times rhythmically.

== Karkat: Answer door.

Karkat opens the door grouchily, "What the fuck do you want?"

Vriska stands at the door. She glares at him and mumbles something about… Mucus?

"What?" Karkat demands, "Can you be a little fucking quieter? I couldn't hear you over the dead librarian next door."

Vriska rolls her single creepy blue eye. "I said, are. You. A…" She takes a deep breath and shouts, "MUTANT?!"

Karkat freezes and quickly stutters, "N-no!" before trying to slam the door on her.

Vriska is faster, she jams her sword between the door and its frame, pushing it back open with the blade. She slashes at him with the weapon, hitting his arm with its sharp edge. Bright red blood slips out of the small injury, contrasting brightly against the dark gray skin of Karkat's arm as it slides downward. "Liar!" she roars as the other troll takes off down the hallway. She kicks the door the rest of the way open and races after him.

As Vriska is tearing down the unfamiliar hallways, Karkat's large crab lusus jumps out of a doorway that she hadn't previously noticed and lands in her path. Slightly startled and boiling with anger, she slices at the creature, straight through its thick neck. As it dies it falls to the ground with a loud thud, revealing a terrified and heartbroken young Karkat standing at the corner of the turning hallway. Vriska steps over the fallen corpse and continues after the mutant, when her Trollian goes off again.

CA: one more thin vris

CA: dont krill the lowwblood if you do find out hes a filthy mutant

Vriska decides to finally grace him with a reply.

AG: what?! why not? I thought that was the whole reason I c8me here!

CA: wwe need him to go on trial!

CA: wwe cant just krill him wwithout havvin some fin

CA: besides if wwe krill him wwithout provvfin that hes guilty ter wwill havve our heads

AG: ugh! fine!

Vriska looks up from her mobile husktop, shoving back in her pocket angrily as she realizes that Karkat has disappeared. She storms around the corner and down the rest of the hall, shoving open every door she passes and looking into the rooms. "Kaaaaaaaarkaaaaaaaat!" she calls in a coy voice down the hall. "Where aaaaaaaare you?" she flings another door open and is about to dismiss the seemingly empty room when she notices his recuperacoon shaking. "Gotcha," she whispers, moving towards the large vat of sopor slime. "Oh, Karkat…" She looks into the slime and grins wickedly. "Come on out, I promise I won't kill you…" Under her breath she adds, "Yet."

After a few minutes of waiting, Vriska frowns and sighs. "You'll have to come out eventually to breathe," she points out.

Right on queue, the slime jiggles, and Karkat sticks his head out with a big gasp for air. He backs away from the female troll and stares at her in horror. "What do you want?" he whimpers.

"Only justice," she answers, putting on her same wicked smile. "And in the name of fairness, I'll give you a choice: You can come quietly with me, or I can kill you now."

Karkat looks broken. Hes covered in green sopor slime tinted with red blood and he is breathing heavily. He climbs out of the vat, head hanging in defeat. "Where are we going?" he asks quietly.

"Court."