Hi! It's WhiteOwl74, here, DUH! Well, I'm here with a Secret Saturday's Fanfic. I don't own The Secret Saturdays AT ALL, even though I wish I did. This story is about a gender swapped world clashing with the actual Saturdays.
Chapter 1: Meetings, Part 1
In an airship, a strange meeting was being held. Well, at least the attendants of the meeting where strange. A mammoth green Komodo dragon sat under the table, its tongue flicking in and out, while a creature that looked like a mix of a gorilla and a cat with long tan fur and red eyes leaned against a wall. A member of the thought to be extinct Tropheognathus family, with almond shaped purple eyes and a mane, was perched on the table, cawing to the final member of the meeting, who was currently locking the door. It was just a boy, not even fifteen, with salt and pepper hair and an orange shirt with a serpent in the form of an S. Clipped to his belt, a staff-like device with a claw dangled. His hair is truly the most confusing part about him. It's mostly black with a tuft of white-blonde hair in the center that is untidy and sticks out in all direction.
Satisfied that the door was closed and locked, the boy turned his attention back to the creatures.
"Okay…You all know why we're here. It's been exactly two months since we fought Argost and the Nagas. Two months since the world was saved. Two months since the power of Kur was destroyed." At this the boy paused and gripped the staff that hung from his belt. "Or so we thought."
The immense gorilla-cat rumbled and pointed at the boy, lacing his speech with grunts and growls.
"Yes Fisk, my powers have returned. And I'm worried they won't be going anywhere soon."
At this, Fisk, (as the gorilla-cat, or more commonly known as a Fiskerton Phantom, was named), and the other creatures let out anguished cries and squawks. The boy spread his arms out in a calming gesture.
"Please guys. I know this is difficult to understand, but my powers are really back, and their more powerful than ever."
The Komodo dragon hissed at this and flicked its tail about.
"Yes Komodo, that incident in the Rockies with that Bigfoot was my powers returning."
Fisk starts to grunt and expresses something with his hands.
"No! You're kidding right? I'm not going to tell Mom and Dad!"
At this, the Tropheognathus lets out a squawk and a shriek.
"Zon, if I told Mom and Dad, then somehow the other Secret Scientists would find out and you all know how that ended up."
At this, no one speaks. Then Fisk held up his paw, pretended to shoot something, then gave a soft yelp.
"Uh, I don't think I'm going to tell Uncle Doyle about this either."
"Tell me what Zak?"
At this, the boy and the creatures all turn to the source of the sound and are surprised to discover a muscular man with a red Mohawk and a jet pack leaning against the door that had been somehow unlocked. He had two earrings and a tool belt with lots of gizmos.
"Doyle! Get out of here!" Zak shouts, fear in his eyes.
"Sorry mini-man, can't do. What's all this about a secret Zak?"
"Well…" Zak turns to Fisk, Komodo, and Zon. Fisk gives him an encouraging nod, signaling it's okay to tell the man.
"Okay, you probably want to sit down for this." Doyle rolls his eyes. Zak crosses his arms and says, "I'm serious." Doyle again rolls his eyes, but sit down in one of the chairs that circle the table.
"Okay Zak, I'm sitting. Now what is it?"
"You remember two months ago, right?"
Doyle snorts and rubs the back of his neck. "How could I forget? What with Argost turning out to be the Yeti that killed my parents, him trying to take over the world with an army of cryptids, Rani Nagi killing Van Rooke, and you sacrificing your powers to save our family. Oh… and Argost imploding after absorbing your powers. That's not easy to forget, kid. What's your point?"
"Well, you know how easily we dealt with that Bigfoot in Rockies yesterday?" Doyle nods. "See…There's no easy way to tell you this but…" Zak pauses and looks at the cryptids in the room. Zon and Fisk are gesturing with their arms/wings for him to continue. Komodo lets out a rumble and beckons with his tail. Zak lets out a slight gulp, then mumbles, "…My powers are back."
Doyle's eyes widen and he nearly falls out of his chair, but he manages to catch himself before tumbling to the floor. He coughs and says in a disbelieving voice, "But…how?"
"Not sure really. But the pulse of energy from yesterday is stirring up cryptids all around the world. You saw the readings Mom and Dad were getting on the computer. The cryptids KNOW Kur's back! It's only a matter of time before the Nagas come after me again. Dude…For all we know, Zak Monday and Argost could still be alive!" Zak sits down in a chair and holds his head in his hands. "I don't know what to do…"
"Well I do kid." Zak looks up to find his uncle standing in front of him, a look of determination on his face. "We're going to your parents…Don't argue with me kid", he adds as Zak starts to object. "It's better for you to tell them than them to find out another way. Second, we're all going to start looking for anything out of the ordinary. If there is a chance for Zak Monday to still be alive…"
"I was dead for three minutes when Argost took my powers," Zak says with Fisk rumbling beside him.
"Well, if you two get in close proximity, funky things will start to happen. Matter and Anti-matter don't mix."
Fisk gives a chuckle and then hunches down and gives a cackle. Then he lifts his hands quickly and lets out a soft "Poof!"
Zak smiles at this and says, "Yeah… Argost wasn't very smart about mixing Kur and an Anti-Kur together, huh?'
Doyle chuckles and says, "Well, he sure wasn't a scientist. But if he's still alive, you can't bet he'll be looking for you. As for the Nagas, as long as we stay away from snakes and waterways, I don't think they can find you. But we better tell Doc and Drew, mini-man. I understand you don't want them to know, but it's better that they do know."
Zak frowns, and then he nods, a smile spreading across his face. "You're right Doyle. I bet Mom and Dad can help find a real solution to this Kur problem." Zon shrieks happily and Komodo nods and lets out a grumble. Zak starts to head for the door, with Doyle and the cryptids in tow, not knowing that the entire conversation was being listened to. A small snake was hidden in a potted plant, already sending a report to its mistress, Rani Nagi, Queen of the Nagas. A strange manta ray like creature that anyone familiar with the once hit T.V. show Weird World would recognize as a Neural Parasite, a cryptid that could take control of someone's brain waves and l mind control a host, was perched in the corner, hidden from view by a curtain. This little nasty cryptid are one of Argost's favorite little pets.
Elsewhere
In a cave in the remote regions of the Himalayas, a white beast crouched, with a monitor with a high antenna on top of it in front of the creature. The beast wore a blue and white cloak, black boots, and pants. It had a disturbing face, with narrow yellow eyes, sharp teeth, and a squashed nose. It glared at the screen and let out an evil laugh, one that echoed through the mountains.
"So…Kur has returned. Well, well, well… I believe it is time for round two, Zak Saturday. And I believe you have something I wish to have." At this, V.V. Argost let out his trademark evil laugh again, the snow streaking across the night sky.
Again Elsewhere
In the deep waters of the Chao Prang River, an ancient evil lay. They were a mixture of snake and human, the worst of both creatures. They were the Nagas, and they were in such a stir that night. A group of Nagas swam through the river, heading to the Naga's Nest, many of them discussing why they thought their queen was calling them to return.
One blue Naga exclaimed, "Rani Nagi called a meeting tonight. I haven't seen her this excited since Kur was revealed!"
"Perhaps Kur has returned!" This caused the Nagas to hurry forward to their nest, an underwater system of caves that linked to the Chao Prang River. Soon, deep in the caves, a crowd of Nagas slithered about, waiting for Rani Nagi to speak. The Queen of the Nagas was waiting impatiently for the other Nagas to assemble. She had for arms, two that resembled human arms while the other two had pinchers, and a massive, spiked tail. She is an image of complete terror, at least to me, I despise snakes. She hissed to the crowd and all the cryptids went silent.
"My fellow Nagas, I address you tonight for a very important announcement. Many of you fought in the War of the Cryptids, only two months ago now, I believe. We all thought it was the end of Kur and the rebellion against humans, but I have something that will spark the end of the human race again. Kur has returned!"
Immediately, the hisses and shrieks of excitement and joy roared through the cavern, while many Nagas cried out, "Long live Kur! Long live Kur!"
"Who is the host? Is it the boy?"
"Indeed, Zak Saturday has become one with Kur again. We all felt the stirrings of great power yesterday. I was suspicious, so I sent out scouts to find the calling. One of them reports that the boy sent out the pulse of energy in the Rockies. He doesn't know what will happen or what he should do. But we do!" Rani Nagi's face adopted a sinister smile, (or should I say snarl?), and raised her arms to cry out, "He will start the war again!"
Again the cries of the Nagas roared everywhere and even the humans heard the hissing joy of serpents that night. A very young Naga, no more than a hatchling really, slithered towards Rani Nagi, its little eyes shining. "Is our lord and master truly returning Rani Nagi?"
The great slithering serpent-woman looked down at the young one, smiles at it, and said, "Yes, and the end of the human race has once again begun!"
Another Elsewhere
In the thick forested jungles of Mexico, a boy walks around. He wears an orange shirt with a serpent forming an S and he looks almost exactly like Zak, but he has a different hairstyle. Instead of a white-blonde tuft in otherwise black hair, it's a black tuft in white-blonde hair. He holds a large, heavy stick in his hand and looks nervously about. Positive nothing is nearby, the child climbs a mammoth tree and starts to eat some fruit that was perched high in its branches.
The boy, Zak Monday as he is known in this world, (we don't really know the parallel Saturday's last name, they were dubbed Monday by Zak), thinks to himself as he eats. He knows that a war was fought and won two months ago, but he doesn't know who won. He knows cryptids were used. He growls at an image he thinks of. He imagines Zak Saturday with his family, while he is forced to live in this dank, dark jungle. How he ended up here, he wasn't sure. But he knew a few things. With his newly returned powers, (he too had felt the stirrings of power yesterday), he would punish Argost and the Saturdays, and then find a way to return home.
Home…Monday thought. Even if we always fight, Mom and Dad still care about me. I miss riding in our airship. I miss the daily small fights. I even miss bossy Komodo! I really miss Fisk and Zon, their always fun to play with. I want all that back, that life I once had, before that Mirror.
He reaches for the last piece of fruit and stops as he sees a Bunyip also reach for it. The Bunyip looks hungry with big eyes and a whimper builds up in it as it thinks that the boy will take the fruit. Instead, the Bunyip is surprised to see the boy hand him the fruit, a look of understanding in his eyes.
"You have a family little guy?" The boy asks the Bunyip. It nods its head as it holds the fruit in its hands. "Me too little guy. Go share that fruit with your family, while I try to figure out how to get back to mine. I save some fruit for you all, okay?"
The Bunyip nods happily, and it races off to its' hollow tree with its family. Zak Monday smiles at this devotion to family. I may learn a thing or two here while I think. Until the day I go home, I swear I'll get back at Argost and the Saturdays. Well, I'll try for the Saturdays, but maybe they'll help me get home, if I'm lucky. Which I'm never am.
Honestly what did you think? I hate Argost and the Nagas, personally since he's an evil psychopath and I just plain don't like snakes. There will be a better chapter to come, I promise, but the next will seem a little repetitive. Only because it takes place in an alternate reality. Until the next chapter everyone, Peace Out!