Awake Again

by freedragon

Gorillaz. 2D is captured and saying he is suffering is the understatement of the millennia, Noodle is missing, Murdoc is drunk, Russel is a giant, and there are supernatural creatures hunting Plastic Beach. What happens next? Possible 2DxNoodle.1st story.

4. Chapter 4

Hey, Dragon here, so lets keep moving yeh? Thanks to all you awesome people that review!

Cool, so just a heads up: In this story, the Album the Fall wont be made by 2D during their tour in US (Because it will make the story very confusing). However, he is recording it by himself at this point in the story. Also, Gorillaz haven't gone in their world tour yet. That's it. Lets move on to the story.

Chapter 4- Singer of the Soul

2D

2D was in his underwater room, playing with his iPad again after a long day exploring the beach. He had found in the last few weeks four secret locations just for himself. The first one, of course, had been the Oak Base of the North: Gull's Nest. The second had been found in the West, it was found on the cliff wall that held plastic beach mansion and it was about a thirty foot climb to reach, but it was nice and cozy inside the cave. It was nothing more than a hole on the wall of the cliff, but the inside was a circular area of maybe fifteen feet in diameter and at its center there was an old, dusty large couch 2D had aptly named it the Rock Base of the Bear's Cave, since he imagined that it was more or less what a bear's cave would look like.

The third place he had been to the South, it was a literally a pile of trash with natural trees growing over it. The small hill of trash was close to the cliff, and in fact it connected to the cliff, and it was covered from the base to its summit by the vegetation that grew around it and on it. It wasn't very tall, standing only maybe twenty or twenty five feet tall if you excluded the height of the trees growing on it. 2D had been exploring it when he found a huge hole on one of the sides of the hill by mistake. The hole had been covered by branches and leaves and when he had tried to lean against the cave's opening the branches gave out and led him into a huge cave, maybe fifty or sixty feet in diameter, with a small pool of water that was of in a corner, probably filtered by the trees and rocks. This dark and large cave 2D named the Wild Base of the Dragon's Cave.

The final spot had been an just another tree on the East of plastic beach, near the pier and Big Rick's Black Record Shack, the only difference with Gull's nest was that this tree seemed more like an elm tree and it was a natural tree. This place had been named the Elm Base of the Pelican's Nest.

2D had been pleased with himself with his findings and had retired to his room due to both, himself been tiered and because his "Out time" was about to be up. So he had returned to his room to play with his iPad. He had been playing with recording features, making his own little songs with out concentrating to much, just letting loose and singing what came to mind.

He had already recorded several like "Revolving doors", and "Little pink plastic Bag" which he had thought were nice, even if he hadn't focused too hard on them. And now he sat in his bed, staring at the iPad, trying to start a new one to add to his collection of tinkered and random self recorded songs.

After a long moment of staring at the iPad void of any feelings, something inside of him clicked. It was similar to what had occurred in the re-recording of the Stylo video, all the feeling he had locked inside of him started to stir, flowing with power from his very being. If anyone, or anything with eyes for that matter, had been observing him at the moment, they would have said that there seemed to be a sort of aura around him that seemed to emanate from him, a soft glowing but slowly intensifying radiance about him that wasn't possible to fully describe. An Aura would have stirred the hearts of those around him.

But he didn't notice, nor did he care at the moment. His mind already revolving around the two bright lights that now dominated his dark world; Noodle and Cyborg.

Suddenly he heard a click and a soft bang. He quickly turned to the door, but saw nothing but a fallen old action figure in the darkness of the room. Paying no mind to it, he quickly returned to his previous mind frame. Absolute silence engulfed the room again, and his thoughts focused on their light, the bright light of cyborg and the brighter one of Noodle.

The room now gave off a feeling of Melancholy and Hope, along with Regret and Desire. Those four feeling were so intense that it seemed that even the whale that watched 2D, which constantly could be either seen or heard around 2D's room, seemed to fall submit to the silence and stillness that 2D's Aura demanded.

He closed his eyes, his finger moved on the iPad, setting it to record and start and adjusting its settings at an alarming speed. Within a minute he had it set to the side of the bed, ready to start recording and he had his customized Casio Keyboard on his lap.

And with a touch of his finger, the recording of his improvised solo symphony began.

"The mountains are all waiting…

The full moon to come…

I got lost on the Highway…

Don't ask were I've been…

Or what I have done…

Oh Lord sent me a transmission…

Forgive me for what I've become…

The sun has come to save me…

Putt a little love into my…

Lonely Soul

The sun has come to save me…

Putt a little love into my…

Lonely Soul

Oh don't you know why

I need their loving do you?

Its no desire."

And with skilful hands, he guided the song to its sweet and uncertain end. And with a sigh he concluded his recording and laid himself to sleep in the cold underwater room that Murdoc had forced him to live in. He rolled on his side to face the door way, and a lonely tear ran down his cheek, and he fell a sleep, unaware that someone had observed his lonely and improvised performance.

Cyborg

Cyborg stayed still as a rock, crouched, peeking into 2D's room through his door which was opened just enough to see 2D's performance. She had been stunned. Once again 2D had shaken her to the very core of her being. She had unconsciously recorded his performance in her important memory files when she realised he was about to sing, but she saw and heard more than she could have possibly imagined.

By now Cyborg had realized that she was developing feelings for 2D, though what those feelings were, she wasn't sure. So she had opted for finding out more about 2D. Today she had decided to talk to him, but when she was about to open the door, she felt something. A strong wave of emotions and pressure which made her stop in opening the door more than the small gap she had already opened it.

Unfortunately, it caused an action figure to fall in 2D's room, but he paid no mind to it, thank God. She crouched down and observed. The first thing she noticed was a feint light illuminated the room slightly in a blue light, however she did not expect to find that it was him who was the source of the light! It was a feint ghostly light, it seemed almost an allusion, something that was but wasn't there at the same time, it was undefined in shape seeming to gather more around his back, chest, and his head than the rest of the body. And it also, for some unknown reason, made her want to cry and hope at the same time.

Her second surprise occurred shortly after wards, when he began to sing and play. This time, like the last time, she cried at his song. She couldn't help it, as much as she tried to force herself to control her emotions and tears, it proved fruitless. She could only cry in awed silence as she heard his song.

And the last surprise of the night for cyborg was what she saw as he went to bed. The pure Melancholy, Hope, Regret, and Desire of the man that she knew was 2D was clear on his face, and in the single tear that he shed that night. This only served to intensify the all her feelings, towards him, towards herself, towards Noodle, and towards the whole world.

The power created by the sheer energy of the emotions that he emanated, combined with the weight of the new emotions she now felt, was tremendous. It was so great, so powerful, that even the stubborn feelings of jealousy that had began to grow in her towards Noodle since a few weeks ago were stamped out and shredded mercilessly within seconds.

At that moment, Cyborg was sure there couldn't be a more melancholic and yet so very hopeful person in the whole world. It was like looking at an angel whose wings had been injured so badly during a fight with a demon that it couldn't fly. It might have defeated the demon, but it couldn't fly. It was caged. And all it could do was sing and play his music until he was healed, hoping he would heal, until he was free, until he could be reunited with the heavens.

For a moment she felt a sudden urge to rush in and comfort 2D however she could. The urge was strong, but she managed to hold it down. This urge was followed by a second urge to runaway, which she also resisted with difficulty.

She felt and thought all this in the fifteen minutes that it took 2D to sing and fall into a deep sleep. It took her another extra five minutes to finally be able to stand up and go to the lift, and another ten to stop crying completely.

She finally entered her cupboard, her room, and connected herself to the charging wires, though Murdoc said she wouldn't need them soon, since she was becoming human and all that.

As she hooked herself up she played the song 2D had just sang over and over in her head, she couldn't get enough of it. It was the most haunting yet beautiful song she had ever heard. The lyrics danced in her mind and his keyboard's notes imprinted themselves in her consciousness.

-How can any man suffer so much in his life and yet hope with such fantastic strength?- She thought, recalling all she knew about 2D and his past.

In particular, there was one thing that sent mixed feelings through her. And that was Noodle. It was very plain that 2D loved her dearly, every account said so; all bibliographies, stories, statements, and emotions demonstrated that beyond any shadow of doubt. But why did 2D keep hoping if everyone else knew she was dead? It only made him suffer more. It also made her feel something like…jealousy to some degree, but she also felt something like hope and exhilaration at the idea of ever meeting Noodle. After all, at some level they were the same, right? Same DNA, and she supposed they both felt attraction for 2D.

-I wonder what would it be like to meet her in person…?- was Cyborg's last thought before she slipped into her slumber.

Murdoc

(three days later)

"Damn it!" Murdoc Growled as he ran a few tests on Cyborg the next morning.

"What is it Mr. Murdoc?" Cyborg asked.

"I'll tell yew whot it is! What's happening is that- wait, yew called me Mr…? Ah, ferget it. Anyways, remember that check I did on you a few weeks ago?"

"Yes Mr. Murdoc."

"Well, I had detected acceleration of not just yor emotions, but also of yor body growth. It seems tha' somehow, your emotions, which are making yew much more human, have also started to make yew and ADULT! Bloody hell in a pig's basket, I mean, I EXPECTED this to happen, and I have NOTICED changes in your body, hell, who wouldn't? But I didn't expect you to advance this much!"

"What do you mean Mr. Murdoc?"

"I mean that I made it so yew were just 16 in appearance up until just a few months ago, yeh? But yor emotions and everything was locked away so to speak yeh? So when the Dullard, yes I KNOW it was the Dullard Cyborg, Unleashed them, and how he did that I'll be damned if I know, they began to develop with an outstanding speed; All of it; your heat, soul, and emotions, to catch p with your body. But it seems that that also caused your body to go somewhot crazy for a while! I've been monitoring your growth every two days fo that reason Cyborg. As it turns out, Yew had a super growth spurt starting a few weeks ago, but it seems that now its starting to slow down, and it should end by the end of the week. BUT by the end of the week yew will be the equivalent of nineteen years old, almost twenty in fact!"

"But Mr. Murdoc, how is that a bad thing? Its even better since I will have better control of my body and I will be stronger and able to protect you and island better. Is that not so?" Cyborg asked confusedly.

"Yes that's true, but that's not the problem!"

"What is it then Mr. Murdoc?"

"The problem is that I hafta buy yew new clothes! Yew haven't grown much height wise, but yor other parts have grown, as in your hips and jugs, I mean, breasts! Do you have any idea how weird its gonna be fo me, Murdoc from Gorillaz, Future King of the World, to go and order Women's underwear, even if I did it online? Oh heaves help me… Oh damn! Not again, I mean HELL help me... Anyways, that's why!" Murdoc said with irritation.

Cyborg processed that for a minute before nodding in understanding of what Murdoc had said. It was true, she had grown, maybe not so much in height but she had definitely more feminine. In fact, she would have been now an exact replica of the original noodle, if the real Noodle had gotten the proper nutrition up to date. Right now, the real Noodle was rather scrawny, due to the fact that when you are in an alternate dimension where most things don't have a physical body there tends to be little things you could eat.

"Alright then," Murdoc said, "I guess we will order 'em tomorrow."

And with that, he turned off the advanced computer and machinery that he had used to examine and test Cyborg for over an hour with Cyborg's help.

"Right then." Murdoc grunted. "Looks like it's all good now don't it? Great, lets go upstairs then. Get your semi-automatic machine guns from the counter over there and lets go." And without an other word, he turn to the door and went up the steps of his secret evil layer that led all the way up to the study with Cyborg close behind.

Once they reached the top of the stairs, they came up to a wooden wall, which on the other side was a bookcase, at which point Murdoc stopped and searched the wall to his right for a minute before pressing a protruding rock, which caused the wooden wall to move, revealing an archway into the study. They crossed into the study, the secret door closing smoothly behind them.

"…Mr. Murdoc?" Cyborg began, "Why is 2D able to hope with such unearthly strength? Why does he not fall into absolute despair, like everyone else would have done in his place? Why is he not consumed by hopelessness? Why does he not give up? Why is he so…"

"Strong." Murdoc finished for her with a hushed voice.

The single word response startled Cyborg, making her look at him with curiosity and surprise. Never, ever, before had she heard him call the black eyed singer strong; a couple of weeks ago she would have checked him for any deadly virus which he might have contracted that was causing him to say that. Now, however, she just listened and watched attentively.

"…Yes." She responded.

Murdoc sat down on his armchair behind the oak desk were he kept his mutant octopus and leaned back on it, bringing together the tips of the fingers of one hand with the ones of the other, and leaned his head back, looking into the ceiling.

"…That's a good question Cyborg. A very good question… He has suffered my tortures and abuse, two car crashes in which he was hit in the head with enough force to destroy a concrete wall of a foot or two in thickness, if not more, a fall from a tree directly on his head when he was a kid, kidnapping twice by courtesy of me, a piece of his liver stolen by me and I had forgotten to put anaesthetics on him that time." He chuckles at the memory and continues.

"What else, oh yeah; attacks from zombies, imps, and ghouls, forced addiction to painkillers, heart broken at least twice when he really cared for someone and was stabbed on the back by them, and he even survived and he survived the explosion from 'El Mañana', even though he took most of the blast for noodle, and he is even somehow managing to cope somewhat with his fear of whales. By all standards he should be insane, or at least depressing and hopelessly lost, even more bitter than, perhaps, even me in my darkest times, and yet…He isn't… He could have easily been amongst, hell, he could have been the most bitter, depressed, and hopeless person on Earth…"

"…But he isn't." Cyborg said in hushed voice.

"Exactly." Murdoc continued, "Why, or how he is able to do that, or even what causes him to go on like he does… Even I haven't been able to figure it out yet. At first I thought it was because he was simply a Dullard, that he was so stupid that he didn't even register that he was miserable. But after about a year or two of him joining my grand band scheme, I dismissed that because by then he had been cheated on by Paula, betrayed by me, hit with a car in the head going at over 80 kilometres per hour, hit his head on the curb of the road at about that same speed, broken both eyeballs, suffered several zombie attacks, and the loss of two or three family members. The only thing that might have happened that was truly good for him that occurred to him during that first year and a half was the arrival of Noodle, besides joining my band of course.

So after wards I thought it was because he had been taught to always be as happy as he could, but by then he had already experienced more than enough misery to break any habit like that. Then, later I figured that it was because he always saw the bright side of things. I also dismissed that quickly, immediately after the 'El Mañana' actually, for obvious reasons. So I have no clue what keeps him going. It's surreal, honestly. It's one of the most damn amazing things I have ever seen….And you know, now that I think about it, he is the weirdest one in the band, even compared to me, and that's saying something. Hell, I remember that the demons wouldn't ever go into his room for some reason too. I guess that's part of why Noodle always went there when she was scared, huh. Ah, sodding hell. The bottom line is that even I don't know Cyborg. Why did you even bring that up?"

"…Here Mr. Murdoc, I will show you this new song he was just singing out of the blue. He hadn't practiced or anything. He just… sang." And with that, Cyborg Noodle walked over to the jukebox music player, opened the CD reader and placed in it the CD that she had burned from her memories. Within seconds the song began to play out, with the same intensity as when she had heard it, though without the visual effect of 2D in his dark room, but that she wouldn't only show if she ever felt there was a need to do so. Otherwise it was her private memory, which for some reason she didn't want to share.

When the song's last note finally died out, the room was in absolute silence, and Murdoc was hunched over his desk. It was still early in the after noon, only three PM, and the light was more than sufficient for Cyborg Noodle seeing him, Murdoc Nichols, one of the toughest, meanest, most ruthless, cool headed, cold hearted and uncaring bastards out there, struggle furiously to keep his emotions in check. After five minutes of an ultimately unsuccessful attempt to bring his emotions in check he quickly turned around and wiped his eyes, complaining loudly about some "Bloody bastarding fumes and crap in the air of this forsaken trash pile island," or something along those lines.

With a final blasphemy, he finally he turned back to cyborg and said, "I swear, that man is the Orpheus of our modern era."

Cyborg just raised an eyebrow and asked "Who?"

"Orpheus! Orpheus you bio-electronic face-ache! I thought I had programmed that in ta'yew, but I guess I must have forgotten or something… Probably the rum's fault… Anyways, Orpheus was a Greek hero, he was the greatest musician and poet of Greek myths ever. His songs could even charm wild beasts and coax even rocks and trees to move. In fact, his music was so powerful that in one of his adventures, during which he went to retrieve his dead wife from the underworld, he lulled Cerberus into sleeping, and trust you me, that dog ain't no joke, he is one mean son of a bitch." He chuckled at his own joke and continued.

"And what's even more amazing, he played so well, he was so good, so full of emotion and power and soul, tha' he even made Hades, the king of the realm of the dead, shed a tear. Anyways, look up the story if you wanna know the whole thing, the point is tha' he was so good that he would have only been rivaled by the angels. You know, I even heard from a nymph I once summed by accident called Eu…Eury…Eurydils? Eurykiss? Nah, nah… I think it was Eurydice? Yeah that sounds about right, anyways I heard from this Nymph Eurydice that his actual hair color was blue, but I never found out if that was true or not."

"Oh." Was all that cyborg said, and quickly nodded her head in understanding. That was definitely a good comparison to their blue haired singer. Though she would have liked to know if that Orpheus fellow really did have blue hair, it would be interesting to know, it could be-.

But her thoughts were cut short by some phenomenon acting on the room which immediately made her and Murdoc alert. The room had suddenly become colder, a different air, a different aura even, settled around the room. They both knew this feeling from experience, more so Murdoc than Cyborg though, as he had experienced it many more times than her. It was due to something paranormal, Cyborg knew that much. But Murdoc knew even more, this was the air of an specific sort of demon, and not a lowly imp or anything like that, this felt familiar… Very familiar…

Murdoc stood up slowly from his chair, making as little noise as possible and whispered to cyborg loudly. "For now yew come with me up to the roof will yew? I want yah to make an area scan quickly and make sure we don't have anymore of those sodding, regular low-life pirates or anything worse like that. Have your Guns ready. If it's the boogie man or anything like that, is better to have them handy."

"As you wish." Cyborg answered and with a short bow followed Murdoc up the newly repaired spiral stairs that led from the study up to the balcony on the very roof of the Plastic Beach Mansion.

Soon they reached the trapdoor that lead into the balcony, and Murdoc stopped for a second before he quietly opened it with his left hand, first cautiously looking around the balcony. And right in front of him, the boogie man stood wearing his dark robes that covered his skeletal green body and his black glass mask with red eyes from where a long and pointy rotting green nose protruded.

With his right hand, he quickly made a signal to Cyborg that let her now that they had company, and immediately slammed the trap door all the way open causing the grotesque being to spin quickly towards Murdoc to face him. An scowl of defiance was very clear in the face of Murdoc and for a second, the Boogie Man was disconcerted and frozen.

One moment was all that Cyborg needed. She quickly come up from the opening in the balcony's floor, right besides Murdoc. And in a flash she had her Uzi guns aimed at him, a crooked smile on her face. She still loved using her guns. And she fired. A swarm of bullets headed towards the Boogie Man, who had already recuperated from his short confusion and had jumped over the railing of the balcony, and dashing across the patio.

However, Cyborg Noodle wasn't originally Murdoc's bodyguard for nothing. Despite the superb speed the Boogie Man possessed, she was able to follow him from the balcony all the way through the patio with a hail of bullets that were literally brushing the skin of the heels of his feet. He tried hiding behind some ugly Statue of some demon Murdoc had put up in the patio, but it quickly became apparent to him that it would last very long, seeing as it's wings and sides were already being decimated by Cyborg's assault.

So, he jumped. Jumped from the very high patio to the ocean which was easily forty meters beneath him at the least. The impulse of his running jump, along with the acceleration due to gravity and his own propulsion from his own darker powers allowed him to go very deep, deep enough, in fact, that 2D, who had just finished recording another random beautiful song saw him out of his only window when he turned his head towards his window.

Quickly the Boogie Man corrected his trajectory and began to swim out at sea, leaving 2D to watch him move away with surprising speed. Within a few minutes at most, the Boogie man was out of the range of the Uzi's that Cyborg had used, and now was boarding the old abandoned ghost pirate ship, The Glitter Freeze.

With an inhuman leap, the boogie man landed on the deck of the ghost ship. A dark shadow set over his gas mask, and it was possible to tell, even without the terrible oppressing feeling that he gave off, and with the mask that covered his whole face except his nose, that he was furious at Murdoc.

He slowly turned his head upwards and looked towards Murdoc, and lifted a long bony green hand and pointed it at him. Murdoc just stared out back at him from the distance a confused and dumfounded look in his face while Cyborg was already heading downstairs towards her cupboard to get herself ready for the counter attack.

The Boogie Man mad a quick motion with his hand and drew his cape with the hand that he had being pointing at Murdoc. Murdoc and him quickly had a flash back, by the way of the Boogie man's magic, about something that occurred years ago. A dessert the four horse men of judgement day running some drills and creating some havoc in the isolated wasteland of the dessert's fields. Behind the cloud of dust raised by the Horsemen, there stands the Boogie man on his mule, looking at the Horsemen. He is called sometimes "The fifth Horseman" but really, he is more of a trainer and an embodiment of the current world's evil.

Then Murdoc appears, walking in from a cloud of sand. Their eyes lock. A deal is made. And they shake hands upon it. Murdoc's face as they seal the deal is one of victory and thankfulness. And the flash back ends.

The Boogie Man now looks at Murdoc's face. It might have been four or five hundred meters away, but he sees it perfectly; he sees Murdoc's eyes glistening, his long tongue sticking out to the side as he gives a toothy smile with his mouth open, his head slightly inclined forwards and his expression one of victory and mocking.

Dream On. Murdoc mouths the two words at the Boogie Man mockingly. Murdoc owed him his soul, but the Boogie Man wasn't about to get any time soon. Not now, or ever. Not with out a fight at the very least.

While they glare at each other, Cyborg blows up the main door to plastic beach, causing it to come of its hinges, surprising the Plastic Beach collaborators that were all ready for battle in the beach outside the mansion. Murdoc's guest had arrived maybe a week ago, for the filming and recording of Plastic beach. However, though Murdoc had warned them about pirates, he had 'forgotten' to mention that they might encounter t the Boogie Man, or ghosts, or any other supernatural creatures which the members of Gorillaz dealt with routinely with.

At any rate, they were all geared up and ready, and they witnessed Cyborg Noodle in action. From a cloud of steam and dust from the explosion, slowly Cyborg Noodle walks out, and she is more geared up for war than Rambo. An Uzi on each hand, her favourite shot gun strapped to her back along with an AK47 machine gun and a katana sword, and, of course, two grenade and bags of bullets hang from her belt.

She loads her guns, a fierce grin painted her face as she does so. Quickly she instructs the Plastic Beach collaborators to ready for battle and to find a good place for aiming and taking cover from incoming attacks. -This one looks like its going to be a fun one- she thinks to her self with a mixture of bitterness and excitement, quickly finding herself a nice thick tree to use as cover. She prepares herself mentally, and readies her 'mask', a facial expression which is meant to frighten, confuse and deter her enemies.

Meanwhile Murdoc watches the proceedings with approval. –Good. She is doing her job well.- He thinks to himself, Quickly returning to observe the boogie man.-What will you do now, eh, you bloody anorexic rotting green bastard? It's just you versus me and my guests. One skinny green man on a gasmask who is on an abandoned pirate boat versus one or two dozens or people that are armed up to their teeth with cover from plastic beach, you are not getting me today. Not now, not ever!- Murdoc thinks smiling at himself.

The Boogie Man then brings his hands up- making his black robe part in the front which reveals the body of an skeleton with green skin hanging from it and not an ounce of meat or organs line his trunk- and throws his head back as if in a silent scream to the skies, his smile vanishes in an instant. -What is that anorexic green wanker planning now? No… he can't be…!- Murdoc observes in silent rage as a thick black fog starts to emanate from the Boogie Man, dragging its self close to the ground away from him and then rising from the ground, forming columns of fog and smoke on the deck of the ship.

Soon the columns begin to swirl within themselves, twisting and churning viciously and quickly begin to take a more human shape. The general shape of heads and limbs start to become visible, sunken eyes begin to show, ears and fingers start to become visible, greyish white skin begins to appear, and within a few more moments, the smoke columns take the shape of sailors that lack any appearance of kindness or forgiveness.

Murdoc suddenly curses loudly, -Hell fire and Damnation! I know what he is doing! Damn that sorry excuse of a bloody anorexic corpse of those horsemen! He is summoning the damn souls of dead pirates and giving them a physical form!- Murdoc grinds his teeth as he watches the black fog also summon a couple of pirate jets, pirates in outdated air planes of the two World Wars.

"Bastard!" Murdoc growls angrily, but his anger is quickly replaced by surprise as he sees on of the pirate jets already rushing towards him and firing its machinegun with gusto.

Murdoc's fleeing instinct instantly kicks in and he turns around in a flash, diving head first for the trapdoor in the center of the balcony and avoiding by the skin on his teeth being filled with as many holes as a Swiss cheese by the bullets of the pirate jet.

He lands heavily on his side at the bottom of the stairs, but quickly stumbles up and throws himself behind his working desk, just as the jet drops and incendiary bomb on the balcony, the force of the blast sending flames in through the entrance of the trapdoor, breaking most the glass windows of the study and charring a bit of Murdoc's arm and completely incinerating the sailor's hat he had on.

Meantime, 2D was shaking and still trapped in his underwater room as he had been for the last week. He now only had two hours of sunlight weekly, just because Murdoc felt like he had been getting too much outside. But now he could feel Plastic Beach trembling and he could distant echoes of explosions. He knew that an other fight of large scale was going on the surface, but that only made him feel worse. The Beach had NEVER shaken this much before, even when the pirates bombarded them with cannon balls. Could it be that the pirates had modernised and were now using TNT and other explosives to attack Plastic Beach? Was that figure, that thing that looked human and yet felt like it was something much darker and sinister, somehow related to the attack?

Suddenly a high pitch sound, a wailing and moaning sound rang across the room. He froze instantly. He knew that sound. He had heard it many times over his last three years in confinement. It was only recently in the last two months or so that he had heard it less due to his more frequent visits to the Beach, but it still haunted him from time to time.

Stiffly 2D turned around on his bed to face the only window in his whole room. And he saw what he most feared he would see. The whale. And he did the only thing that he could think of. He pulled his mask down. The mask was the one Noodle had made for him a long time a go, the mask of a smiling clown with white face, red lips, long pointy nose and bulging eyes. He, in turn, had made her a similar mask, but the clown had a purple fat round nose, and two purple balls of hair. That mask had been torn by the zombies long ago, but he still had his.

Through the small round window, 2D saw the whale rushing to wards him, its large maw open and revealing large teeth that could easily chew him apart. The animal who was a monstrous being in 2D's eyes swam towards him with amazing speed, quickly closing the gap between him and 2D's small underwater room. If that monster closed its jaws around the room at that speed, it would probably tear half of the room right off, and probably 2D along with it, into more than fifty meters under the ocean or into the whale's mouth.

Soon the whale's mouth was only a few feet from tearing the room apart, and 2d was able to count all the teeth the whale had at that distance. Then suddenly the jaws were abruptly pulled back just as the whale started to bite into the outer walls of the his room, as if a giant had just yanked the whale back from before it could do any real damage.

And then 2D passed out. The stress from the whole island shaking, been confined in that room for years with only very brief and very few trips to the outside of the his room, let alone the PB Mansion, and the fright of a whale, something he was afraid of almost death, nearly tearing him to pieces along with his room was too much for him, and made him pass out.

Russel

Russel grabbed a whale that was attacking the under water side of Plastic Beach, sensing that there was something happening on the surface, and judging by the slight trembling of the Beach, the flying shadows he could see, and the rotting pirate ship that was near the Beach, he could take a very good guess at what was going on above water.

Deciding on taking quick action, he decides that the whale would be a good way to frighten the enemy out of their wits and launches him self out of the water and throws it at one of the flying objects, which turned out to be the pirate jets, which immediately collided with the whale and sunk it into the ocean.

The resounding explosion from the broken pirate jet and the whale crashing back under water brought the fire to a complete stop from both sides. Everyone becoming quickly aware of a third party which had entering the fray, and watched in awe as Russel made his way towards the shore of Plastic Beach, his gigantic head alone was at least a good four or five meters tall, his hands each wide enough to grab a full sized car in its palm.

At the sight of him the Boogie man and his ghostly henchmen immediately escaped the fray, before the giant decided to throw an other whale at them or anything of the sort. However, Russel had no interest in them as he finally reached the shore of Plastic Beach and rested his arms on the island's shore and leaned forward to observe the guests of plastic beach and Cyborg, his face unreadable.

Not that the people that now stared at him realised it, they were all with their jaw hanging open, their eyes as wide open as they could go, weapons dangling from their hands, and an expression of absolute shock clearly visible on their faces. The disappeared Gorillaz drummer had arrived to Plastic Beach. And he had become about twice the size of the whale that had just sailed across the sky and literally made an impacting entrance to the Beach. How could they not be in awe?

But soon they were met with yet an other surprise. Russel then slowly opened his mouth, and a small figure stepped out of it. It was obviously a woman, seeing as the person had breasts and wider hips, but she was maybe only five feet in height, with a bonny and somewhat sickly frame. She wore a Japanese cat mask, a dress of mostly white with red pockets, and black and white stripped stockings.

Slowly Russel brought his hand up to help her come down, and as she stepped in his hand, she took a couple of deep breaths and lifted her mask up, revealing the missing Gorillaz member, with a bruised right eye. Noodle was now lowered to the ground and staring at the people before her. She quickly pulled her mask back on, making sure that none had seen her blackened eye, but had seen enough to recognise her as Noodle of the world famous band known as Gorillaz. A complete silence engulfed the Beach now, and it stayed that way for several moments until finally Noodle spoke. She didn't talk loudly, in fact it was a bit weak if anything, but everyone heard her.

"We are back." She said from behind her mask. And then, she collapsed and passed out. The tension of the moment was lost in a second. Everyone rushed towards noodle to help her get in the Mansion, not without getting a warning from the now enlarged Russel to not lift her mask up or else they would have to deal with him.

At last, Russel, the heart of Gorillaz, and Noodle, half of the body and half of the soul of Gorillaz, had arrived to Plastic Beach. The final missing pieces of the gigantic phenomenon that was Gorillaz had finally come.

The Ogre, the Dragon, the ferocious and powerful being that was known across the world as Gorillaz had begun to stir again.

-Tada! What do you people think? There are some parts I don't like that much, but I think it came out decently at least. Its harder to write a story out of the Rhinestone eyes story board than I thought though -_-'. Anyways, Let me know what you people think.