** From Whispering Rocks to Whispering Minds **
Disclaimer: I do not own Psychonauts or any of the characters, all rights belong to Tim Schafer and Double Fine.
Author Notes: So this is my first fanfic, it continues on from where the game left off. If you haven't played the game, close this page and go buy it now.
I'd appreciate any comments on how to improve this, especially corrections on anything I might have got wrong.
While I'm not doing this for reviews, I would appreciate knowing what you thought of it.
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** Chapter 1: Team Aquato is Go! **
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The sun was setting as the four PsychoNauts, plus one PsyCadet, made their way to their destination in the jet, a specially designed aircraft for psychics. On the outside, it looked like a replica from a popular series that included swords made of light, but on the inside it was filled with chrome and cargo netting, giving it the appearance that the future had warped into a military camp.
The first to speak was a short man in in a military suit, with a metal helmet topping his head. "We had to leave Ford behind, the battlefields no place for a retired veteran, especially when that veteran is just as likely to shoo them out of his 'kitchen' as shoot them."
Agent Ford Cruller was the previous head of the PsychoNauts, but had been forced to retire after a psychic dual had left his mid shattered, and he now spend his days as the Whispering Rock Psychic Summer Camp as the janitor, and the chef, and the park ranger, and the 'Admiral' at the boathouse dock, and the mission operator for Agents Nein and Vodello, unbeknown to the rest of the PsychoNauts organisation. The confusing part, however, was that all of these jobs were done by different people, who were all him.
Both of the agents, Sasha Nein and Milla Vodello, where on-board the jet, Sasha with his formal suit and tie, as well as the sunglasses he wore at all times, even indoors, and Milla with her 60's style dress, high heels, and hair that would go past her knees if it was straightened. "Come now, the only reason Ford had to stay behind was because he can't very well keep coming back for more Psitanium every time it runs out, and what if it stopped during a fight?" Milla responded, in a tone that would have been used on a child saying someone smelled bad, to the military nut Coach Morceau Oleander.
"That's what he said, agent Vodello," replied Sasha, with monotone indifference.
"Sasha!"
The three agents continued to argue, while the fourth agent ignored them, focusing on the PsyCadet next to him. Agent Razputin 'Raz' Aquato, sitting in his newly acquired the official PsychoNauts uniform, a thick green fleece, trousers and gloves, but with his old red lens goggle, which he had decided were necessary after his fringe had decided that gravity was important and had started covering his face unless held up, though this was mostly an excuse, as he felt unprotected without his signature headwear, was the youngest person ever to become a PsychoNaut, at the age of ten after obtaining all of his merit badges, saving the camp, and possibly the world, from a psychotic dentist, and his own coach Oleander, who had been insane until his mind had been sorted out by Raz in the process, and the events were all water under the bridge, so long as he stayed on the bridge away from the water, all in one day.
Raz sat quietly trying to guess what the girl next to him was thinking, which was made considerably easier by being telepathic. Lili Zanotto was the only non-agent aboard the vessel. She was the same age as Raz and had gone to summer camp with him. She was wearing a short skirt, sleeveless shirt, knee high socks, thick boots and some fingerless gloves. Her dark auburn hair, the same shade as Raz's, was tied back into two long pigtails that went down to her waist. She had a worried look on her face, which was understandable, as five of them where on their way to save her father, Truman Zanotto, the current head of the PsychoNauts, from his kidnapper.
'Don't think, don't think, don't think, it's bad enough as it is without him noticing how much this has gotten to me…' was what Raz picked up. It wasn't as if he was reading her thoughts on purpose, in fact he didn't even know how he was doing it, but he could hear none the less. He said nothing and put his arm around her shoulder, hoping this was the right thing to do. They may have been such a good match for each other they started going out the day they met each other, but they had only being going out for the weeks they had been together at the summer camp.
Lili let out a barely audible sight, but it was still enough for the three arguing agents to stop there conversations. Oleander made an excuse somewhere along the lines of "Have to go… formulate backup plans…" before wandering over into the next compartment.
"Darling, everything's going to be A OK, you'll see, there are four of the PsychoNauts finest agents here, and even more already heading there, you'll have your father back in no time, especially with our resident 'Anti-kidnapping' specialist," Milla finished, with a grin at Raz. This seemed to cheer Lili up a bit, as her lips curved slightly upwards, but it lost its natural look and became forced after a few seconds. The female agent looked as if she was going to try and comfort her more, but before she could start, she was cut off by Sasha.
"We're approaching the destination, we'll be landing in a few minutes" , to which Raz was at first relieved to hear, he was closer to putting a real smile back on his girlfriend's face, but was then filled with questions as he thought about their mode of travel.
"Uhh… how do you know that? You didn't even look at a… hey, there isn't even a control panel, or even a wheel handle joystick thing? And there's no-one in the cockpit…" which to Raz's annoyance was met by a rare smirk from the formal agent.
"Ahh, young Razputin, still so much to learn. This is a jet for psychics, so of course the controls are managed psychically, and agents as powerful as myself, Agent Vodello or Oleander, can pilot it from anywhere within." Lili was about to point out that he could only do this because the other two were helping power the engines so he could focus on steering, but a loud yell from behind cut her off.
The last thing they heard was Oleanders yell of "INCOMING!" before light, sound and vibrations exploded around them.
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