Ok here is all of chapter three, i hope everyone likes it. Thanks for the reviews i just hope you are having as much fun reading it as i am writing it. I apologise if this chapter is a bit sciency, i am a huge nerd and Dr Cockroach is the perfect form to express my love for everything science.
Oh and if any of you were wondering the song from the last chapter is called 'Dr Sin is IN' by the amazing Lordi, it is what gave me the idea to write this fic in the first place.
Susan's large azure eyes fluttered open, slowly at first blinking back the residue from sleep before she could see. "What a strange dream" the thought flashed through her head like a neon sign the instant her conscious mind reconnected the link with her body. It had been The dream again, the same one she had been having every night since defeating Galaxar, but this time it was different. Oh it started just like the others; she was trapped inside a dark room, scared and alone. Imprisoned inside a laser light prison that usually wouldn't have fazed her but try as she might she couldn't get free. Her powers we gone and she wasn't Ginormica any more, she was just Susan; a plane Jane who had nothing to live for and was spectacularly unspectacular. Like always she could feel the intense prickling feeling as the hair on the back of her neck stood on end. She was being watched, but from where or by whom she couldn't tell. Her human eyes were almost blind in the darkness and the soft red glow of the laser's weren't much help, the small arch of light it provided was only strong enough for her to see her own scraggily features. She dared a peak at her body and felt a jolt of despair shoot through her like a bolt of lightning. Her hand was so small and fragile that it looked like the tiny hand of a porcelain doll. It looked to delicate to touch, she feared if she flexed even one solitary digit then her skin would shatter like glass. In fact now that she looked closer it was exactly like the hand of a doll, her skin tone had a sickly pallor to it instead of its normal healthy glow.
Susan let out a cry of desperation and sank to the cold metal floor of her prison cell, all too aware of how her bones crunched and popped beneath her miniscule weight. She hoped that the coldness of the metal would give her an iota of relief but instead it bit at her skin, stealing her warmth as it left angry red mars on her skin. "This is it" she thought to herself "i am going to die here in a cage like an animal or a monster" if she had been in any other mood she would have laughed at the irony. It would have been quite apt for her to die like a monster when she was no longer one of them. She let out a bitter laugh as she banged her head on the harsh metal floor.
She lay there for a few minutes just soaking in her depression and the sheer hopelessness of her situation when she began to fell an odd sensation across her skin. It started off as nothing more than a mild tingling sensation, like the one you get when your feet fall asleep before it then developed into something more sinister. A prickling burn began to spread up her spine until it reached the nape of her neck, where it stayed making the tiny hairs on the back of her neck stand on end. It was crazy but she could swear someone was watching her in the darkness. Using her elbows to support her minuscule weight, Susan sat up and gingerly looked around. Though she could feel eyes on her skin, ogling every curve of her body through her suit even though she could see none; yet just because she couldn't see them didn't mean that they weren't really there. Her Ginormica suit suddenly felt flimsy and wafer thin as if it were made of paper, the suit was a little too big for her but that was to be expected due to her rapid change in size. Though her suit fit more or less in her now tiny state in reality however her suit was large enough to house a whole Ethiopian village and the Russian state circus with room to spare, it made no logical sense that it should still fit her. It was at that very moment that she realised she was in fact asleep and dreaming, which meant that the rules of logic and the universe no longer applied.
She shrugged her mini epiphany off as it really didn't matter. She couldn't control the dream no matter how much she tried, after all the only reason she was even self aware was because she had re-lived this series of events in her mind so many times over the last few months that the feeling of déjà vu was sickening. Usually by now Galaxar would show himself only to taunt the fact that he had stolen the Quantonium from her. He would usually brag about how easy it would be to kill her and how her planet was doomed. He was all talk and no action which pissed her off more than anything. She could feel her skin begin to itch with rage as she thought about Galaxar watching in the darkness. He was no doubt stalking her, watching her squirm uncomfortably in her cell. Sizing up her weaknesses only to use them to his advantage, then make her feel as if her very worst fear were becoming reality. Like a predator stalks it's pray he would taunt her for a little bit more before going in for the kill once he got bored with her. However it would not be Galaxar playing the part of the elusive and dangerous predator but rather someone rather unexpected, to Susan at least.
A huge pair of amber rings began to glow ominously in the distance, the strange luminescence growing bigger and bigger with every second as they came closer to Susan's personal prison. The rings moved at a painfully slow pace as if it was done deliberately to tease her or prove some kind of reaction out of her. Susan pushed herself up against the humming, red bars of her cage hoping that the little illumination the lasers provided would be enough for her to see by. It wasn't, but she did have a better view of the strangely hypnotic rings as they moved. She was captivated by the way the amber colour seemed to swim and sparkle picking up hints of burn umber and sienna in the crystalline rings. They moved in a strange way, bobbing and weaving ever so slightly as if they were dancing through the air. Every now and then the light would be extinguished but this was only for a nanosecond or two, the frequency of the flickering seemed so familiar and the colour of the rings as well only made the feeling of déjà vu increase. However she knew that this part of her dream was new, she was experiencing everything a fresh this time and she couldn't help but feel a shiver of pure excitement run up her spine. This beautiful shiver was short loved however as she realised that this new situation could also be dangerous and in her newly weakened (human) state she wouldn't be able to defend herself from an attack.
"Come on Galaxar i know it's you, it's always you. Now quit hiding in the dark like a spineless coward and face me" Susan said trying to sound as confident as she was when she was Ginormica despite feeling incredibly weak and vulnerable. The radiant rings of light were suddenly extinguished along with the glow from the bars of her cage throwing Susan into darkness. Susan let out a small whimper and screwed her eyes shut in a vain attempt to shut out the all encompassing darkness around her. She had been afraid of the dark as a little kid but she thought she had conquered that fear years ago when she reached the cusp of adolescence. After all she had slept without a light on for years and she hadn't felt even the slightest pang of panic at the lack of the lamps cosy illumination. It was only now that she realised that this never ending dark was something quite new to her even though the pair were very old friends. You see Susan had lived in the urban heart of Modesto for most of her adult life and as the city never slept there seemed to be flashing neon light and bursts of activity on each corner. Even with black out curtain placed squarely at the window you could never experience real darkness there was always just a smidgen of light coming from under a door or from the stars themselves. Never had Susan experienced such all encompassing darkness before in her life and the fact that she was now surrounded by it scared her more than anything.
The sound of a deep malicious chuckle could be heard from somewhere behind Susan and she unconsciously shuddered at the sound as it was like a whip breaking the eerie silence in the room. She quickly spun spin round or her heels her eyes springing open so she could confront whatever creep was trying to play mind games with her. However it was still too dark to see anything, not even her hand was visible as the darkness seemed to engulf everything it could.
"This isn't going to work you know" Susan said to the darkness as her heart rate increased exponentially.
"Now that would be a shame now wouldn't it and to think i got your little heart fluttering for nothing" the voice was deep and smooth and had a very unmistakable English accent attached to it. The voice had a strange affect in Susan, she felt quite weak at the knees and her heart raced even faster still in the odd mixture of fear and excitement.
"My heart isn't fluttering" Susan lied, her bottom lip quavering ever so slightly, the tale tell sign of deception.
"Oh really isn't it?" the voice said, this time coming from behind her and she could feel a hot puff of breath tickle the nape of her neck. "Are you sure it isn't increasing even now? I know you are trying to figure out who i am and what i want from you." The voice said and this time Susan could feel the heat from a body, so close to her she could have reached out and touched him if she had wanted to. However she was too scared too and just stayed stock still wishing that whoever it was would just get it over with and kill her. She wished she could hate all the cat and mouse stuff and playing banter with the enemy but in reality it made it so much more exciting. Even if the 'enemy' just ended up being so poser in a parker it was still worth it in the end.
"You see the game is a foot and i do hope that all the chasing will be with the wait. I have waited for so long to do this to you my dear, don't worry you it won't hurt a bit. Trust me I'm a doctor." he whispered as the large amber rings appeared in front of Susan and they were larger than ever, it was strange but they looked almost like eyes to Susan now. They looked as if they were made out of liquid copper as the colour shifted in them and they seemed to silently scream at her to respond to their terrifyingly hungry look. Something about what he had just said stuck in her mind, the way he had said 'my dear' was painfully familiar and along with the piece about being a doctor, it couldn't just be a coincidence. Yet this wasn't like him, he wasn't evil he wasn't even mean so it couldn't be him could it?
"Doctor Cockroach?" Susan asked astounded half hoping that it wasn't her dear friend that was tormenting her like this.
"The very same" he all but purred his antenna twitching slightly due the excitement he must have been feeling. Mere seconds later the lights turned back on and the laser beam bars of the cage shot back up, trapping the pair inside the rather confined space. Susan was blinded for a moment but when her vision returned she could see her friend standing before her, his brilliant eyes boring into her. A radiant smile fixed itself on Susan's face at the mere sight of her strange companion before the smile faded and was replaced with a look of hearty derision.
"What the hell are you doing here?" she asked angrily resisting the urge to pummel her friend into the ground. "Trust you about what and what isn't going to hurt? i..." she was cut off as Doctor Cockroach pushed her up against the bars of the cage, grabbing her wrists in one of his large, strong hands and holding them securely above her head. She couldn't escape, she couldn't move either as his body was pressed firmly against hers so all she could do was stare daggers at him. A moment or two passed as they stared into each other's eyes in silence, one was seething with hatred and the other was overcome by a different emotion that was far more powerful. The next move Dr Cockroach made was so unexpected that she would have gasped if she could have. In one smooth motion the doctor slid his arm around Susan's waist, drawing her closer to him before he cut off any protest she had by planting a fiery kiss on her lips.
Susan had wanted to thump the doctor, do something, anything but her objections died the moment his lips met hers. She froze in shock for an instant before the beauty of his caress kicked in and she felt as if she could melt and become lost in his kiss. His lips left hers as he pulled away only to hear Susan moan in disappointment and frustration. He chuckled into her neck, pressing one chaste kiss upon the bare skin of her neck.
"Oh Doctor Cockroach" Susan moaned as his caress made her skin tingle. The doctor didn't let Susan say anything further as his mouth found hers again and they shared a passionate kiss full of longing and lust.
Once the fog of sleep had receded from her mind Susan slid out of bed, stretching to relieve the tension in her sleep addled bones. The dream was still in her mind and she couldn't help but feel disappointed in both the fact that it had ended but mainly because it hadn't been real. It had been so vivid she could swear she could still feel the ghostly imprint of the doctor's lips on hers, branding her lips with his lust. A large part of her felt relieved that nothing had actually changed as she valued their friendship above anything else. The thought that their relationship could become anything but what it was currently kind of scared Susan a bit though she wasn't really sure why.
Straightening up so her bones cracked a little she moved over to her dresser so she could pick out her clothes for the day. As you can imagine being over fifty foot tall did limit her fashion choice and so the contents of her wardrobe was just the bare minimum. The dream had left her feeling playful and mischievous so she decided to wear one of her slightly more risky outfits and so settled on the suit Galaxar had made her wear. Yes it reminded her of a time where she was vulnerable but the suit was such a wonder that she couldn't bear to part with it. It looked as if it was made out of some type of metal yet it was stretchy and soft to the touch. For some reason the pattern on the mysterious fabric reminded her of the galaxy, perhaps it was just because it had come from space or perhaps there was some other reason for it. The glowing white lines embossed onto the suit looked as if they could be from some intergalactic star chart even though they seemed to form the pattern of a corset around her waist stopping just below bust level. If one followed the lines down it looked almost as if it had a flowing skirt attached to the corset even though it was a jump suit and so a corset and skirt would never be incorporated into it. She liked the illusion though, it complimented her slim hour glass figure and it looked exotic and yet elegant at the same time.
She dressed rather quickly slipping into the suit with ease before staring at herself in the reflection. A pail figure with wild silver hair stared back at her in the mirror with interest. She began admiring the suit she had on, it did look stunning on her and the vertical lines were very slimming indeed. Yes she was happy with her attire today but what about the rest of her? She would need to brush her hair that much was for certain as it was all scraggily and looked a little bit like a rats nest but it was nothing a good brushing wouldn't sort out. Now Susan began to focus on her complexion, a thing that as a normal sized human had caused her more than a bit of concern. She constantly had dark bags under her eyes due to stress and lack of sleep, wedding stress hadn't exactly helped the situation and she had known for a while that her and Derrick's relationship had been in trouble. He was constantly belittling her and making her feel like nothing, he had said on several occasions that no one else would put up with her and that he was doing her a favour by choosing to be with her. She had found herself wondering 'why am i marrying this man' on several occasions but then her brain would answer back 'because nobody else will' and so she dismissed it as pre-wedding jitters. She had genuinely thought that she loved him, she knew he used her and took her for granted but she figured that he was just under a lot of stress with his job. Everything would change though when they were married, he would start treating her right and he would turn into the prince charming she thought he could be. It had taken being hit by an asteroid for her to realise what a self centred narcissistic jerk Derrick actually was.
As she gazed in the mirror Susan noted how her skin had a radiant glow to it that simply wasn't there when she had been human and there wasn't a bag or blemish to be seen. Her skin was perfection on flesh and always seemed to look the same no matter how much or how little sleep she got. She half wondered if she would stay like this forever, if the Quantonium in her veins would keep her looking young and radiant forever. Did monsters age? Did they get sick and die like regular people? She thought of the doctor who must have been at least 50 and yet he looked like he was his late 20's or early thirties. Though to be honest it was quite difficult to judge the man's age as his skin didn't crease or wrinkle like humans skin. She had always wondered about the man's real age and his origins, what was his story? She knew that he had been experimenting with cockroach DNA and combining it with that of a human's when something went wrong. That much was obvious but what she couldn't figure out was why, what could have caused such an act? Was it all in the name of science like he claimed or was there a deeper motive to his experiment? Sadly the doctor seemed to develop a rather nasty form of selective hearing when it came to do with anything involving the experiment or his past so she let the subject be.
It was only when Susan looked back up again she noticed a small bottle of gold liquid sitting in the middle of her dresser. "Odd i don't remember this" she murmured to herself picking up the bottle which looked tiny in her giant hand. There was something strange about the substance in the bottle, when she held it up to the light it seemed to glitter and glow like liquid gold. It reminded her of Doctor Cockroach's eyes except that his had more of a coppery tone to them which this bottle lacked. Upon closer examination Susan could see that there was a little label tied around the neck of the bottle with string. The card was labelled on both sides, in handwriting that was quite unfamiliar to her so the sender was a bit of a mystery. On the front of the card were the words 'Drink Me' in fine swirly lettering that reminded her of calligraphy. Susan turned the label over in her hand to see the words 'So your dreams may come true' written in the same fine script. "What that's it?" Susan asked out loud turning the label over in her hand again in case she had missed something but the words 'Drink Me' simply stared back at her.
"I'm not going to drink you, you could be poison" she whispered as she stared doubtfully at the little bottle. "Then again it would take an awful lot of the stuff to kill me" she said shaking the bottle slightly before she uncorked it. A sweet citrus aroma like crushed oranges and honey suckle wafted up from the neck of the bottle. It was truly delicious smelling and she couldn't help but wonder if it would taste just as good. As she pondered about the strange liquid a strange feeling of déjà vu hit her. "I've read about this, I'm sure i have" she said to herself as she began to remember images from her childhood. "If one drinks much from a bottle marked 'Poison', it's almost certain to disagree with one sooner or later" the words reverberated around her head as she remembered the scene from one of her favourite stories as a child. The story carried on going in Susan's head as she noted that the bottle in her hand was no unlike that which little had once stumbled upon.
Neither bottle was marked as `poison,' which was a relief so Alice ventured to taste it. The flavour was pleasing if not somewhat confusing, (it had, in fact, a sort of mixed flavour of cherry-tart, custard, pine-apple, roast turkey, toffee, and hot buttered toast,) all of which she drank until the very last drop had reached her lips. It wasn't long before Alice begun to feel a strange sensation like she was shutting in on herself like a telescope. It had been her favourite book as a child because of how wonderfully bizarre the book was. Of course the world painted in the book was too strange, to impossibly extraordinary to be true. Then again if someone read a book about Susan they would think it impossible and extraordinary that she was over 50 foot tall and had help stop an alien invasion of earth. So perhaps such wonderful things could happen to the most unlikely people.
Susan smiled to herself as she stared down at the bottle in her hand "curiouser and curiouser" Susan whispered to herself half hoping that she would find a strange at the bottom of the bottle. "There's only one way to find out" she thought to herself raising the bottle to her lips to taste the sweet nectar inside. It tasted almost exactly how it smelled the citrus zing hit her tongue first exploding over her taste buds before being washed with a layer of flavourful honey. Her taste buds sang and she wished for more as she experienced the last lingering traces of the liquid, a strange sweet after taste that reminded her of burnt caramel or molasses sticking to the back of her tongue ever so slightly. The liquid left a trail of warm kisses on her throat which was quite surprising as she hadn't expected the pleasant warming affect but now she waited to see what else would happen. She waited for several minutes and nothing, just the warm tingle at the back of her throat from the liquid's warm caress and she couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed. She had expected something spectacular and magical to happen, having nothing happen was more than a slight let down. She was about to give up on the wait when she began to feel dizzy and light headed all of a sudden. The room spun wildly as if she was on a merry go round at the fun fair that just wouldn't stop. She closed her eyes and just concentrated on her breathing as she tried to ride out the wave of nausea that had taken hold of her. She really was starting to feel like Alice now as she felt as if she were folding in on herself getting smaller and smaller with each passing second. There was a rush of movement and the room seemed to grow larger until her bed and all her possessions were towering over her. She opened her eyes and screamed as she saw that she had in fact shrunk back down to normal human size. It was quite miraculous that the suit she was currently wearing had actually shrunk with her but then again what did one expect from a slightly ominous space suit.
Susan inhaled deeply as she tried to wrap her head around the new situation she was in. She still felt like Ginormica, she still felt strong and unstoppable even with her new diminished size. Her hair was still the same shade of starlight silver and her skin still glowed radiantly. The only thing that had actually changed about her was her size. She was hit by the realisation that she could do things she hadn't been able to do in months, like eat a normal portion of food rather than by the truck load. She could sit in a normal chair instead of it appearing as doll furniture to her. She could live out life as a normal person if she wanted even though she did still possess all her monstery powers.
A large grin that can only be compared with one of the Cheshire cat's stretched its way across Susan's face. She hadn't realised quite how long she had wanted this moment, she had made the best out of a miserable situation but now she could do anything she wanted and be seen as a hero rather than a freak. She knew she had one person to thank for her miraculous transformation and he seemed to be unwittingly playing the role of her white rabbit.
Doctor Cockroach was sitting at the dining table when he heard Susan's panicked scream, he scrambled to his feet instantly fearing the worst. What if something had gone wrong? What if she had an unexpected reaction to the formula and it was killing her. He was racked with guilt, how could he have been so stupid to give his beloved Susan an untested drug. He scuttled towards Susan's room, mentally preparing himself to see the worst case scenario but when he reached her door he couldn't bring himself to open it. "Susan my dear are you alright?" he asked softly from the other side of the door. His hand shaking as he reached for the door handle, yet as he reached the door opened on its own merit as if it was possessed.
He wasn't quite sure quite what happened next but he found himself on the floor with a rather ecstatic human sized Susan on top of him. "Oh doctor thank you" she whispered with tears of happiness brimming in her eyes as she looked at her friend with nothing but love. She buried her head into his shoulder allowing a few tears to stain the white cotton of his lab coat before she tried to collect herself. She got up, suddenly aware of the fact that she had been on top of her friend. Her friend who not more than a few hours ago had been the key character in the erotic dream she had been having. Susan blushed profusely and held out a hand to help him get up, avoiding all eye contact with him for a moment utterly embraced.
"I'm sorry, i don't know what came over me i was just so happy with this" she said gesturing to herself as the doctor rose to his feet, dusting off his jacket in an attempt to look smooth.
"It's nothing, don't worry about it" He said with a warm smile, things had turned out well after all and Susan had taken the change better than he had ever hoped. He had never seen her this happy before and knowing that he was the one that had made her happy made his heart soar.
"No it's not nothing, you could have done anything you wanted... anything but instead you decided to spend your time working on how to make me small again" she beamed staring up into Doctor Cockroach's brilliant copper eyes. He was about a foot and a half taller than her so he had to bow his head ever so slightly to keep eye contact with Susan. He couldn't help but smile at how ironic the situation was; usually it was he who had look up at her not the other way around. Yet he rather liked it this way round, his mind was filled with rather 'interesting' thoughts on what he could do to Susan now she was normal sized again.
"Well quite frankly i wanted to do something to make you happy. You hide it well but i knew you weren't happy like that so i decided to try and figure out a way of suppressing the growth hormone in your system while leaving the Quantonium present in your system" he explained as he looked down lovingly at Susan's adoring face. He stiffened slightly as he felt Susan's arms snake their way around his neck her now tiny fingers tickling the back of his neck ever so slightly. He coughed and tried to ignore the beautifully warm hands on him. "it's not permanent though, i have made an antidote so you can become Ginormica again whenever you want to" he failed at ignoring Susan's presence inching closer to him and his heart began drumming rapidly in his chest.
"Oh Doc that just makes it even better, you are so kind what did i ever do to deserve you?" she asked and she was about to say that he was her hero when another thought struck her. "You're my white rabbit Doctor Cockroach" she with a smile that would have made the Cheshire cat jealous.
"White rabbit?" Doctor Cockroach asked a look of pure puzzlement forming on his face. Yet his confusion was erased as he felt Susan's lips brush against his jaw line, as she was now too short to reach his lips. It was just a little kiss, more of a peck than anything but it warmed his skin like nothing else and you could practically see the sparks between the pair. Her act surprised him but he didn't fail to recognise the want in her eyes now as they stared back at him. The pools of azure blue looking more alluring than ever filled with longing and he knew she would see the same want in his own giant eyes.
He felt Susan push on the back of his neck slightly in a sign that she wanted him to lean closer to her. He obliged without question and was gifted by Susan's soft lips meeting his, locking them in a passionate kiss. His own lips responded on their own accord and his hand reached around her waist drawing her closer still so she couldn't escape him. He had dreamt about this moment since the moment he first laid eyes on the radiant goddess currently in his embrace. Now that he finally had her he would be damned if he would let anyone take her from him. He kissed her back feverishly wanting her more than oxygen in that moment. Susan felt she could quite happily stay like this forever in the strong, safe embrace of Doctor Cockroach as he showered her in kisses. Nothing else in the world would matter to her as long as she was with him.
This feeling however was short lived as a loud cough sounded from behind her. Susan broke away from the kiss though it pained her to do so only to see Link standing behind her a smug expression on his scaly face. "Sorry if I'm interrupting anything..." link drawled enjoying the fact that he would be able to torment the doc about this for weeks perhaps even more. Susan jumped and quickly untangled herself from the Doctors arms, her face turning a spectacular shade of crimson. "No... You're not interrupting anything" Susan said guiltily though saying this physically hurt her. The Doctor glared daggers at his 'friend' and made a mental note to kill him in his sleep.
"Good because i would hate to come between you two but i thought you should know that we have new orders. Monger will be her in about... oh say ten minutes" he enjoying the look of hatred the Doctor was giving him, it meant that he now had found a way to get under the his skin and he was planning on exploiting that fact as much as he could.
"By hawking chair" Doctor Cockroach exclaimed angrily "Yes Link you are interrupting something as you are well aware and i don't give too shakes of Schrodinger's cat's tail if we have orders. We are busy" he growled angrily before turning his attention back to Susan in hopes of continuing their embrace. It was pointless however as the moment was gone as was Susan who had run off to her room.
"I'm going to kill you for this Link" the Doctor said between gritted teeth, the urge to pummel his friend into a bloody pulp was almost uncontrollable.
"See doc i told you that your moustache would scare away all the girls" Link replied with a dismissive laugh just as a familiar alarm began to ring and General Monger appeared in the room equip with jet pack.