KishuXIchigo4Ever: Hello, everyone! . Sorry it's been so long! My friend and I are working on a lot of other stories together, and then there's house chores and homework so I'm kept pretty busy... But, yay! Chapter 4 of "The Ultimate Predacyte"! I just realized that I didn't do the disclaimer for the last chapter, so this time I'm doing it for both chapters! DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN TOKYO MEW MEW, MEW MEW POWER, OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS!! Now, on with the chapter! XD
Zoey opened the front door to a crack, and let one anxious, magenta eye peek through. It was strangely quiet, and the house appeared to be empty-but that's what worried her the most. Zoey took in a deep breath.
'Well, this should be interesting...' she thought in her head 'let's see who pounces on me first- mom or dad...'
The door creaked as she opened it, seeming louder than it actually was, and she took her first step inside.
"... Hello? Is anyone ho-?" Zoey was cut off as someone hugged her from behind. "Eh?!" Zoey squeaked, as the grip tightened.
"Oh, Zoey! We were so worried about you!" her mother's familiar voice sobbed. So that's who was hugging her. Zoey unwrapped her mother's arms gently from her waist, and turned to face her.
"Mom... I'm-"
"No! Don't say you're fine! You were gone for ten hours overnight! Your father and I had no idea what happened to you! You can't just expect us to be fine as soon as you stroll in through the door after that long! I-I though something terrible had happened to you!" her mother gasped hysterically.
"Your mother's right, Zoey." Zoey's father said in a serious tone, as he came out of the kitchen to the front door. Now it seemed to be his turn to yell at her. "What's your explanation?"
"I, um..." Zoey struggled for words.
Her father's face hardened, but Zoey could still see the lines of worry that seemed to be permanently marked on his forehead.
"Are you going to explain? What happened? Did they keep you overnight at work? Did you sleep over at one of your friends' houses without telling us? What is it, Zoey?" he demanded, gripping Zoey's shoulders in his strong hold. Zoey turned her head to the side, tears building slowly in her eyes. "Zoey! Tell us!" he ordered again.
"I-I'm sorry, dad..." Zoey whispered, as she jerked out of his grasp, and dashed up to her room. She slammed the door behind her, out of breath.
"Zoey!" her father roared furiously. Zoey's mother placed her hand on here husband's shoulder for support.
"Just let her go..." she murmured in a quiet voice.
Zoey let herself fall back stiffly onto her fluffy bed, and sighed. "Parents can be so difficult sometimes. They don't know what it's like to be a superhero... I'm so glad Elliot and Wesley gave me the day off." She yawned ," Maybe I'll take a little nap..."
Darkness surrounded her. A faint whispering filled her ears. The voice was… Dren's? But, it was hardly recognizable. It was shrouded in something that made it come out as a sharp hiss. What was it- Anger, Pain, or maybe helplessness? The room started to spin, and the disguised voice became louder. She closed her eyes shut to keep the visual image out, but her mind taunted her- making images of Dren's face, normal at first, twisted and warped; giving his soft eyes a crimson red tint and the slit pupils that belonged on a demon's face, not the gentle alien's.
"What'sss the matter, kitty kat? Aren't ya gonna attack me?" The twisted image hissed, its lips parting to show jagged fangs that didn't match up to the normal rounded ones, "Or, are you too ssscared?" A scream escaped her lips, as she covered her ears, eager to tone out the vicious voice. Her face became hot with tears that trickled down invisible paths. "Come on, kitty kat. Attack me." the image of Dren hissed, bloodthirstiness evident.
"No, I can't! I won't! I can't hurt you, Dren! I just can't!"
Even her own voice came out slaughtered in the sinister dimension, translating it into jumbled wails. The transformed alien opened his mouth to say something, but instead of the mutated voice, a weak, scared voice came out in a terrified, pleading whisper.
"Zoey... please help me... Zoey... I need your help..."
A stabbing pain sliced through Zoey's body as she tensed up. She twisted her head in all directions, but the Cynaclon was nowhere to be found- only the monster was present in the murkiness.
"Dren? Dren?! Where are you, Dren?!" she panicked.
She tried to urge herself forward, but her feet were motionless, her legs were paralyzed- they didn't seem to belong to her.
"Dren?! Where are you?!" she repeated again, resulting in a shrieking wail of a ghost.
Helpless, she faced the monster, searching for help. But, it simply stood there with a toothy smirk, its dagger-like teeth now dripping with ruby-red blood. Shocked, she glanced down at her body to see two long punctures in her neck that were gushing blood like rivers.
"Please..." Dren's faint, scared voice whispered again, now farther away.
"Nooo!"
Zoey woke up panting, a thick layer of sweat covered her whole body. Her head spun for a short while, then relaxed. A relieved sigh parted her lips.
"It was only a dream..."
- With the Cynaclons -
"That's a stupid idea!" Tarb growled, glaring up at Dren. But, the older alien didn't seem to care; he just shrugged.
"That's your opinion, little guy. Besides, I happen to think it's a great idea."
"Then, you thought wrong!" Tarb argued.
"Nah... I know what's going on."
"Huh?"
Dren put one hand on his hip and the other under his chin. "You're jealous because you never get to come up with the plans!"
Tarb looked outraged. "That's not true! I am not jealous!"
"Sure you're not, shorty..." Dren agreed sarcastically, a twinkle in his eyes.
"But, I'm nottt!" Tarb whined, stomping his feet on the ground.
"I said you weren't, didn't I?" Dren replied in the same sarcastic tone.
"No! You said that I was jealous!"
"But, then I said that you weren't."
"Nuh uh! That's not what you said! You said-"
"I know what I said shorty, now stop moaning."
"Not until you-"
"Both of you stop!" Sardon yelled, finally pushed past his breaking point. Both Dren and Tarb looked up. "We have to get a plan, and soon! We shouldn't be arguing- especially you, Dren. Did you forget that Tarb's younger than you are?"
"Yeah, did ya forget?" Tarb prodded.
"I meant you, too. We have to act serious. I admit that Dren's new plan is rather foolish and reckless. It also lacks basic strategy-"
Dren made an irritated face. "Yeah, yeah. Could we stop pointing out all of the flaws in my plan? If you're so good, then why don't you think of a plan yourself?"
"I would, but we have limited time. We'll just have to follow through with Dren's plan for now."
"But, Sardonnn..."
"No 'but's. Let's go get the girl."
- With Zoey -
Zoey threw on a pair of fresh clothes and looked around to make sure she wasn't forgetting anything.
"So much for my day off..." she sighed, as she started torwards the door, "Well... I just have to get to the Mew Mew Cafe. I won't be able to relax anyways, not with that dream stuck in my head."
Just as she opened the door, her cellphone rang.
'Huh? I wonder who that could be?' she wondered, as she withdrew her hot pink cellphone.
The screen read 'Mr. Know-it-all'.
"Oh, joy... Elliot." Zoey muttered to herself, as she opened the cell, "Hel-"
Zoey was cut off by Elliot's frantic voice. He was speaking so fast that she could only make out three words- 'Kiki', 'kidnapped', and 'Cynaclons'.
KishuXIchigo4Ever: I hope you liked it! Well, you know the drill- comment and review! .
