Salem: Yay new chapter! I really like this one, and hope you enjoy it too! Please R&R but refrain from the flames. Thanks! :)

(Bird Brain's Mansion, Petropolis Outskirts. 9:34pm)

Bird Brain stormed through the front doors of his mansion. Zippy was sitting on his shoulder still weeping for her lost power of flight.

"Will you be quiet Zippy?" Bird Brain scolded. "I'm trying to figure out a plan!"

Zippy sniffed, narrowed her eyes, and leapt to the floor. She stomped her tiny talons on the ground. "If you had been on the lookout for those agents none of this would have happened!" she cried.

Bird Brain was taken aback. Never before had the hummingbird shown any sign of a temper.

Zippy continued. "All these...These...these failures!" she threw her wings in the air. "And now thanks to you I can't FLY!" She turned and walked into the control room.

Bird Brain sighed. "I'll figure something out after I stop those agents!" he retaliated.

Zippy rolled her eyes. "Sure you will! Just like how you figured out this 'master' plan?" she said sarcastically.

Bird Brain gritted his teeth. "Don't test me Zippy!" he barked. "I said I would fix it!"

Zippy didn't say anything else. She simply shook her head and looked out through the giant glass window before settling down on a desk and tucking her head under her wing to sleep.

Bird Brain combed back the thin layer of feathers atop his head with his fingers. He paced back and forth across the floor. Plots flooded into his head. Maybe he could pull a prank? No that was too low grade for a villain of his stature. He rubbed his forehead. He was going to need help from someone who was a master in the field of stealth if he was to pull of anything successful. He glanced across the room at the desk where Zippy lay resting. A fat tan book sat next to her. He strode over to it and, careful not to awake his colleague, picked it up. It was a codex of every villain in Petropolis. Maybe he could convince one of them to help him.

Bird Brain sat down at the desk ad opened the book. He had never opened it, seeing as how he had never asked for help, and was quite shocked to see how packed full of information it was. Inside was a detailed profile of every villain he had come in contact with and then some. He flipped through the pages. Madam Catastrophe's page caught his eye and he read over her qualifications before deciding she was not fit for the job. He had always found her annoying anyway. He continued through the book stopping on Francisco, a shady character named Rowan, and even Snaptrap himself. He sighed. None of them seemed right. He needed someone sneaky. Someone who was able to bust into T.U.F.F. without getting noticed and act out Bird Brain's plan...once he had one.
Bird Brain sighed and rested his chin in his wing. This process was too tedious. He flipped the page once more and blinked. The Chameleon's picture stood out among the sea of his many references. Bird Brain straitened his back slightly and poured over the text.

"The Chameleon's area of expertise is stealth. He is able to transform into any object with the help of a specially designed suit that conforms to his exact body shape. He comes highly recommended by the Diabolical Order of Mayhem and has a 67% crime success rate."

Bird Brain stopped reading and frowned. Only 67 percent? That was a horrible rating! He looked back down at the picture. The Chameleon sure had the appearance of a villain. His bulging watery eyes looked in two different directions at once and the corners of his thin mouth were twisted up into a crooked smile. It was a difficult decision, but Bird Brain decided to go after this mysterious lizard. He kept reading to see if he could gain contact information.

"The Chameleon's means of contact are limited. He is always on the move, but seems to reside near the edge of the Petropolis Waste Facility or PWF."

Bird Brain nodded to himself. He knew exactly where that was. He glanced over at Zippy. The feathers under her eyes were stained with tears. For a moment he feared that she wasn't breathing, but the gentle rise and fall of her tiny chest reassured him. He was sure she would be fine on her own until he got back, and he expected his visit to the dump to be a short lived one.

(Petropolis Waste Facility, Petropolis. 10:26pm)

It was darker outside then Bird Brain had expected. The only light came from the streetlights that illuminated the heaps of filth that was piled in the dump behind a tall chain link fence. He was continually stepping in gooey mud and on tin cans that sliced up the bottom of his feet. In his mind he punished himself for stepping out of the comfort of his home. This place was absolutely horrid and he didn't understand how even a villain could reside here.
He kept to the chain link fence, grasping the rusty metal in his hands as he made his way through the night. There was no sign of The Chameleon anywhere. Not even a single scale that had shed from his skin. He blinked and thought back to the information he had read in the Villain Codex. It had stated that The Chameleon could shift into any object he pleased. Bird Brain's shoulders slumped. That narrowed it down to just about everything in the area! He had no time to go dumpster diving for a villain with a 67 percent crime rate. He leaned his back against the fence. What if The Chameleon wasn't even there? He would have dirtied his hands for nothing. He stood back up and took a few steps forward, but the faint clinking of the metal fence behind him made him freeze. He slowly turned around. No one was there. Bird Brain was beginning to feel uneasy. He glanced down the dark street. Still nothing.
He swallowed. "Who's there? Show yourself!" he demanded.

Someone cleared their throat and Bird Brain looked up. A thin green lizard sat on top of the fence. He had not been there moments before and Bird Brain had no idea how he had gotten up there so quickly.

The lizard crawled down the side of the fence. His eyes flicked from side to side. "Trespasser!" he hissed in a nasally voice.

Bird Brain quickly realized that he was standing in front of The Chameleon. "I'm here to ask you something." he stated firmly.

The Chameleon blinked. "Go away. I don't want any." he said clearly mistaking the bird for a salesman. He turned around and began to climb the fence, but Bird Brain rushed forward.

"Wait! This is about two T.U.F.F. agents!" he spoke quickly.

The Chameleon stopped but did not turn. "Go on." he said slowly, still clinging to the fence.

Bird Brain smiled, satisfied that he had captured the villain's interest. "What were their names?" he thought a moment. "Agent Puppy and Agent Katswell I believe."

The Chameleon winced when he heard Dudley's name. The puppy had fallen in love with one of his personas, Fifi the poodle, in the past and had kissed him by force. Defiantly not something that he wanted to remember.

"Do you know them?" Bird Brain asked through he rancid air.

The Chameleon climbed down the fence and nodded. "Yes I know them...I know one of them a little too well." he shuddered. "Why?"

Bird Brain cleared his throat and told The Chameleon of what the two had done to his blimp and how they had rendered Zippy flightless. He told him of how they had mocked him before flying back to T.U.F.F. and how he wanted revenge.

The Chameleon didn't seem interested. "Why are you asking me?" he asked casually.

Bird Brain sighed. "I need stealth." he explained.

The Chameleon snatched a fly with his tongue that had been buzzing around his head. "Do you even have a plan?"

Bird Brain swallowed. "W-Well..." he rubbed the back of his neck. "I'm working on that." he said slowly.

The Chameleon laughed. "I'm not interested." he said.

Bird Brain's eyes widened. He couldn't lose this opportunity. "No please! I need your help!" he thought quickly. "I want revenge on both of the agents. If we could find out what they hold near and dear to them, then we could take it away and watch them suffer."

The Chameleon pondered this concept for a moment. "Agent Puppy's prized possession is his bacon, so he won't be that hard."

Bird Brain nodded and gave a silent sigh of relief. He had recaptured the villain's attention. "And what about Agent Katswell?" he asked.

The Chameleon shook his head. "I don't know. She doesn't really have anything."

Bird Brain growled. "She has to have something!" he began to pace back and forth, and an idea struck him. "Break into her apartment."

"I'm not for hire, so don't tell me what to do." The Chameleon said hotly.

"I'll pay you." Bird Brain suggested.

"How much?"

"1,500 dollars."

"Done. Now what were you saying?"

Bird Brain restated his plan. "Break into her apartment and see if there is anything in particular that she would never want to lose." he explained. "Then we will go from there."

The Chameleon nodded. "Meet me here tomorrow night and I'll tell you what I find. Bring the money." he added quickly. His figure wavered and slowly disintegrated into the night's cruel shadows.

Bird Brain nodded in satisfaction. The Chameleon was a difficult one to win over, but he felt that he would play a valuable role in his plots. He grinned and began to walk in the direction that he came. He had obtained his pawn, now all he needed was to throw him onto the board.

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~With love, Salem Marionette