Ch7: To shadow-Rose99: Thanks for the props. I assume you're one of the many Rev fans out there. If that is the case than I feel it is my duty to say that this may make you and others like you weep. That's all I'm gona say. CadillacJack: first, awesome name. Next, very nice comments. Dr. jekyll and Mr. Hyde, that's a great idea…I mean that's what I meant to do the whole time…(clears throat) any way that's about it. Keep on R&Ring ok.
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Tech had spent all night researching and had learned a lot about this doctor. He was finally ready to tell the others by the next morning. He put his wrist communicator to an open channel and addressed all the loonatics, "Attention every one. I know who has been attacking the city with the robot. Meet me in the briefing room ASAP."
A few minuets later every body had been assembled and were waiting for Tech to start his presentation.
"Well come on. Lets get this bore fest over with." Duck blurted out. Recently he had been showing an ever-greater lack of tact. Every one just ignored him (as usual).
"So Tech, what did ya find?" Ace asked expectantly. He was very frustrated with the situation. The person, or persons, who built the robot had been continually out smarting and humiliating his team. He had been unable to figure out a way to stop the thing, and had been forced to rely on Tech's 'toys' (which all failed).
"Well Ace…" Tech was finally done setting up and began the presentation. "I have discovered that the person who built this robot is a man by the name of Randal T. Watruba III."
"And that would be…?" Lexi asked.
"He is a very…controversial doctor and scientist. You see, he started his career as a sociologist and was very promising. He conducted a great number of interesting, if not some what frivolous, experiments concerning mainly how people interact with each other." He paused and looked around and saw only confused stares. "Its like this. One of his more famous experiments was where he would take a group of subjects ranging from 3-10 people and put them in a room. He would then bring in a tray with cups of water and ask that they drink all the water. What they would discover is that there would always be extra cups. Sometimes there was one, sometimes five depending on the size of the group. He would then simply sit back and observe how the subjects reacted to, and handled the situation."
"This guy sounds like a creep." Duck stated and Slam nodded in agreement.
"Technically that was his job, but yes it is a little strange. Well eventually his experiments became more and more extreme. Soon a growing number of people said he was a heartless madman. He was only able to avoid legal action by claiming that all of his subjects were willing volunteers and that he told them before they signed up that they would be put into 'extreme and intense situations of conflict as well as other stressful situations'. This turned out to be true...as far as anybody could tell"
"I suppose that makes sense. Than these robot attacks could all just be apart of some sick experiment?" Ace asked as he worked to get inside the mind of this new adversary.
"Yes, that is possible." Tech confirmed.
"Well what are we waiting for? Lets go get this guy and throw him in jail already." Said Duck.
"I'm afraid it's not going to be that easy. Even though he was never formally prosecuted, he was still ostracized by the general scientific community. Nobody would agree to publish his findings and he was banned from attending any scientific or medical congregations. Finally, when he was fired from his position as researcher at the Acmetropolis institute of psychology, he disappeared. That was seven years ago and as far as I can tell, nobody has seen or heard from him since."
"Well that's great. Now we know who is behind this, but we still cant do squat about it. " Duck threw his arms up in the air exasperated.
"He must be some where." Lexi said to Duck.
"Right. Maybe Zadavia will be able to find him." Ace said as he stood up with a determined look in his eyes. "We're finally gona catch this guy and put a stop to that rampaging metal man!" He was finally back on the hunt. No more waiting around to be attacked and then failing to do anything to stop it. Every one brightened up as they saw their leader turning back to his old self. Just then Slam looked around and noticed something.
"Gllargbbleg Rev?" he asked, having noticed the roadrunner was not present. The others looked around and saw this.
"Hey ya. Where is that rapid fire roadrunner?" Said Duck.
Oh right. That. Thought Tech. With all the researching he had completely forgot about telling the others about Rev leaving. Well better late than never.
"Ah well…he left." Tech began rubbing the back of his neck.
"Why?" The other three said at once.
"He said…he needed some…time away." Tech said with a sheepish grin. He mentally kicked himself for not thinking of a better way to tell them. "He's at his parents house."
"Oh sure. He gets to take a vacation and we get to deal with the crazy doctor and his unstoppable robot killing machine. This is just…" "Can it Duck!" Ace snapped. "And you just let him go?" he asked the coyote with a little anger.
"Well…I didn't want him to go, but its not like I could catch him." He made this little joke to lighten the mood some. It did not work.
"Well I'm gona go tell him ta get his feathered behind back here..."
"He left his communicator here." Tech informed Ace. He had already tried to contact his friend, but had found Rev's uniform in a corner of his room on the floor. Ace rubbed his eyes exasperated. He did not need to deal with this now. But never the less, he had to make sure Rev (and everybody) knew that they could not just take off when ever they felt like it. Especially not during a crisis like this.
"I'll call his parents house then." He did so and had a quick discussion. He found out something very disturbing. "He's not there!" He almost shouted. He was angry. Now he's lying to people about where he's going! When I find him I swear I'll...
"That's strange. With his speed he should have been there in no time." Tech suddenly got a bad felling in the pit of his stomach when he said this. Lexi seemed to mirror these feelings.
"You don't think something might have happened to him do you?"
"I'm sure he's just playing hooky." Duck waved off their worries with utter carelessness.
"I, actually, have ta go with Duck on dis one. Revs probably fine. We'll worry about him later. Right now we have to find this doctor before he gets somebody killed!" The others reluctantly agreed.
Ace is right…Tech thought. Rev is probably just fine.
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Rev was not 'just fine'.
He had finished his dinner several hours ago and was now lying down in his cot. He and Randal had had a nice conversation. Rev could feel himself warming up to the doctor. For a kidnapping evil scientist, he is very accommodating. Rev was even debating if he was actually evil. Compared to other criminals, he's a saint. On the other hand he is putting lots of people in danger. Well I'm just glad he's in charge and not that psycho Nero. Just then as he lay there in the dark staring at the ceiling he heard footsteps. He felt another presence near him. He then heard the sound of masking tape being pulled off its role. His eyes widened but before he could react further he felt his beak clamped shut and taped so it would stay that way. He then was flipped over and had is hands bound behind him. In his growing panicked state all he could think was I hope that this tape doesn't rip out my feathers. That would make me look stupid. These thoughts were shoved out of his mind as he was again effortlessly flipped onto his back and saw, standing over him smiling, Nero. Well to be honest I kind of expected it to be him. But that doesn't make me feel any better.
"There we go. Now were ready." Rev could tell two things about what was about to happen: 1) it was going to be painful and 2) Nero was going to enjoy it…a lot. "You know…" he continued in a quiet voice "I've been beating people for a long time. So long in fact, I like to think that I have worked it into an art form." That settles it. This guy is absolutely insane! Rev tried to hide the fear he was feeling. He could tell it was not working when he heard Nero chuckle. "You can relax. I'm not going to kill you…yet. First we're going to have some fun." He finished by cracking his knuckles. "Like I was saying, I've learned that if you really want to make a beating stick you have to make it last just long enough so that it still hurts and they don't get desensitized to the pain. That's why I always work the stomach the most. First it doesn't show damage as easily as the head does, and in this case that is important. Well I guess that means that the doctor doesn't know about this. That doesn't really surprise me. "And second, if you work the head too much than the person gets hazy and they lose consciousness too easily. Not to mention the possibility of a concussion. Any way…" then he suddenly brought his fist down onto Revs completely vulnerable stomach with devastating force. Rev lurched up then back down. Ouch. Nero stopped and rubbed his chin. "No this won't work, not at all." He then grabbed Rev's shoulders and lifted him out of the cot. He dragged him over to a wall and stood him against it. He then punched him in the gut causing Rev to double over onto the floor. "There we go. This is much better." He picked Rev back up and pinned him to the wall with one hand as he began pounding his stomach with punishing efficiency.
Rev didn't know how long it lasted, it could have been minuets, it could have been hours. All he knew was that when Nero had said he worked out the best way to beat people, he was right. His blows rained down and hit the same spot over and over again. This increased their effectiveness greatly. Then suddenly it stopped, and he felt himself being dragged back over to his cot. Nero then threw him down onto it. He removed the tape from Rev's hands then from his beak. Rev began to groan but had his beak shut again. "Shhh. We wouldn't want to wake the doctor, now would we? On that same note, don't say anything to him or else." He squeezed Revs neck a little. "Get the picture?" He added harshly. Rev nodded and Nero removed his hands from his beak and neck. "Good. Sweet dreams, and don't worry. We'll do this again real soon." Then he walked off to go to bed. Rev was left only to curl up into a tight ball cry himself to sleep.
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Ok there we are. Before you ask, I have no personal problems with Rev. Actually I don't think I've ever had a 'problem' with a cartoon. Wait, I take that back, Buster Bunny from Tiny Toons (shudders). I HATE that guy. Any way, R&R wont you.
