O.O UPDATE! YES! FINALLY! I want to say that this chapter is written especially for thelivingtunic and SlGirl, and also Calm-Waters. I have epically failed at updating for about a month now, and I'd like to thank each and every reviewer and alerter for reading this! Of course, I thank the regular readers as well. :D So, enjoy this snap-tastic chapter. I hope it's good and not confusing. Also, Negative Kit will be known as Negative Kit while regular, positive, normal Kit will be known as Kit. (Not using the bold.) Enjoy!
Kit made sure the Clockwork was cloaked when they entered the battle zone. "Uh, guys…?" Zoom piped up, looking at their surroundings. Another day…another battle zone. "Um… I think we're back in that weird zone with our doubles." Vert shook his head, although he thought the same thing. Kit pressed a few buttons on the scanner and rolled her eyes. What were they talking about, doubles?
"Well, we just need to find the crystal that Sage sent us here to look for," Vert replied. Since they already had this dimension's battle key, they needn't worry about it. Sage needed a certain crystal that only grew in the caves of this particular zone, however… "Alright, let's go!" He took off, followed by Zoom and Agura. Sherman and Spinner followed after them, with Stanford bringing up the rear.
Kit stayed farther back, finally veering off course. She could see a few little bleeps on her radar, and out of curiosity, she drove towards them. Parking behind a rock formation, she hopped out of the car, not even bothering to un-cloak it. The cars coming forward were gray and had weird little symbols painted on the front. They looked like bona fied pieces of trash.
The cars stopped and the people inside stepped out, which was when Kit understood what Zoom had meant by "doubles." They were the complete opposites of the regular BF5, though. An orange car that mirrored the Clockwork joined the group, and Kit's "double" stepped out. Her double was dressed the same way, except her clothes were gray and black, while Kit's were orange and tan.
Kit's double went over to Stanford and stood with him. She thought for a moment. If everything was opposite in this dimension, that meant that love interests were opposite, right? If so, then she was supposed to be with Sherman. Of course, that was the logical way of thinking. "Whatever," she muttered under her breath, going back to the Clockwork. Then she realized she had forgotten to un-cloak it. Muttering a string of curses under her breath, she felt around for it.
"What's that?" Negative Vert asked, hearing a faint-yet-distinct noise. Kit stopped dead in her tracks and ran towards a small cave. The negatives prowled around, looking for the source of the noise. "There's someone here!"
"But there isn't, like, a car," Agura replied. "Wouldn't, like, they have a car?" Negative Zoom walked around but slammed into the Clockwork.
"Ow!" he exclaimed, rubbing his knee. "There's something in the way."
"Let's blow it up!" Sherman piped up. Negative Kit knew that it was the Clockwork, only because her own car had a cloaking device.
"It's the Clockwork," she put in. "Not mine, but someone else's. Didn't you mention our goody-two shoes counterparts?"
"Yeah," came Vert's reply. "Now, where's the goody-two shoes Kit?"
"Right over…here…" Negative Kit said, walking towards the cave. She stepped in, and the real Kit ran out. "A-hah!" The group converged on her, but Kit ran towards her Clockwork. She jumped in it with some effort and peeled away from the group of negatives. "Follow her!" Before she knew what had hit her, she was being followed by the evil doubles.
"Crap, crap, crap, crap!" Kit exclaimed, swerving onto another path. She looked back and watched as Negative Kit cloaked her own Clockwork and followed after her. "If I'm right, she should be able to see me on her radar, and I should be able to see her on my radar, since us both being cloaked cancels the ability out." She gunned it but she could see Negative Kit's red bleep coming straight towards her. "I need backup, but I can't let the rest of the group know that I'm here… Oh… What am I gonna do?" Kit asked herself. She knew that if she switched her comlink on that she'd be found out, but if she didn't…well, she didn't want to think about that. "Oh…screw it!" She pressed the button and her comlink went on. "Sherm, Spin, I need backup!" she said. There were a few gasps on the other end as the rest of the group realized that it was really her. "Seriously!" she said in a panic as she saw Negative Kit's little red bleep getting ever so close. "Hurry, before she fries me!"
"Kit!" Spinner half-screamed. "Now everyone knows!"
"You knew this whole time?" Vert asked, half-annoyed, half-alarmed. "And you didn't tell us?"
"Uh, Spinner," Sherman said, making a u-turn, "now would be a wonderful time to explain things."
"OK, so basically Sage called Kit to come back so that she could join the BF5, but Kit didn't want to see anyone. I found her and Sherman and I promised we'd hide her. We've been hiding her for a year," Spinner said, his words a rush.
"How'd you hide her for a year?" Agura demanded. "That's almost impossible!"
"It wasn't really that hard," Sherman cut in. "You all didn't think to look in our room and you were never up early enough to see her leave the base. Plus, her car is cloaked. She's been helping us get more battle keys."
"And you didn't say anything?" Stanford blurted out. "That's my ex-girlfriend!"
"Whoa, whoa, we were never boyfriend-girlfriend," Kit jumped in. "Now seriously, I need some help here!"
"We promised," Spinner retorted, ignoring Kit.
"Traitors!" Stanford shot back.
"Uh, hello? Guys!" Kit yelled, but she was being ignored – still.
"We are not traitors! You're the one who almost let us die when Hatch shot that bazooka!" Spinner argued.
"That was a bloody year ago!" Stanford returned hotly.
"So?" Spinner said in a childish manner.
"GUYS!"
"I was mad and I wasn't thinking! I was jealous!" the red head blurted out. He had never thought he'd actually admit it out loud. He had been denying it for over a year now, but he couldn't take it. Even Stanford has a conscience. "What have I done…?" On the other end, Kit had stopped the car completely. She couldn't believe Stanford had said that. But did he mean it? Of course not, she thought. How could he?
She hit the gas pedal again and kept driving. She was barely able to avoid being rammed into by her negative counterpart.
"Alright, Stanford, Spinner and Sherman, you go find Kit," Vert said after a moment of silence. "Zoom, Agura and I will try and get the crystal." They split up and the cars took off in different directions.
Negative Kit chased Kit into a cave that she knew had a large drop-off. The negative was chasing her counterpart right into a trap, a trap she'd never come back from.
"Kit, un-cloak the Clockwork," Sherman instructed over the comlink.
"Wha – why?"
"Because we have no idea where you are!" Stanford cut in. He sounded a little worried, but managed to keep it under control for the time being. Kit hesitated but pressed the button, revealing her car. Negative Kit, however, did not do this. Sherman could see her location on the map now, and luckily they were relatively close to that particular cave.
They Reverb and the Buster Tank headed into the cave as Kit doubled back. Negative Kit glared and made a u-turn, following after Kit. They both weaved around the bends until they came to a dead-end. Negative Kit un-cloaked her car and jumped out, approaching the regular, burnt orange Clockwork. Kit appeared and looked down at her evil counterpart. The two stared at each other for a minute. Kit noted that Negative Kit had a small clock symbol painted under her left eye, just like the others had their own symbols painted under their eyes.
"Your little friends comin' to save you, or what?"
"I dunno," Kit replied vaguely, looking past her counterpart.
"Well then I'll let you go, as long as you don't say anything about me. You positives shouldn't know I'm here with them, and you definitely shouldn't know that I'm in a relationship with Stanford," Negative Kit replied.
"OK, but you have to tell me something, first," Kit replied.
"OK, shoot."
"Since we're opposites and we live in opposite worlds, would our love interests be the same, or different?" Kit asked. She could not believe that she was asking her evil negative counterpart about this. "I'm rather confused…"
"Well," Negative Kit began thoughtfully, "I'd always imagined that they would be opposite. Say, if I was with Stanford, you'd be with Sherman, and if I was with Sherman, you'd be with Stanford. However, I'm not sure. Which one were you with first, if at all? Or, better yet, which one were you attracted to first?"
"Stanford."
"Ah, see, for me it was Sherman."
"So we're opposites," Kit replied. "So…yeah, I'd assume I'm supposed to be with Sherman, then, right?"
"Possibly. The odds are leaning towards that assumption," Negative Kit responded vaguely. "However, stranger things have happened."
"You don't seem like the others," Kit suddenly said. "They're evil, and yet, you're not."
"Kit, in your world, you're good. And you want to do good, but you're not afraid to beat the crap out of people if you deem it necessary," Negative Kit replied. "You, at first, willingly joined the BF5. You wanted to be a part of that group. I know it. You know it. We all know it."
"I see. Go on."
"I'm evil, don't think I'm not. But I didn't want to be a part of the BF5. And now…I do, so I assume now, you don't."
"Yeah, I'm not too big of a fan on being a part of the BF5," Kit responded.
"And if you want to, I won't want to. If you don't want to, I will want to, get it?" Negative Kit explained. "And me…well, I'm not as rude and crude as you are and not as mean as the rest of the negatives are."
"Makes sense."
"Now, don't tell anyone," Negative Kit said. The two shook hands, and the negative went back to her car and hopped in, cloaking it in the process.
"So…Sherman? Or Stanford?" Kit wondered out loud.
Speak of the devils, here they came. She sat on the hood of the Clockwork like nothing had happened. Stanford and Spinner rushed her and bombarded her with questions. Sherman appeared a few moments after his older brother, approaching the small group.
"You apparently got out of trouble on your own," Sherman said. "I saw another dot on the radar. And then it disappeared. Who was that?"
"Nobody. You must've picked something else up," Kit lied. She looked over at Stanford, who had quieted down, surprisingly enough. "Umm…long time no see…?"
"Long time no see? That's all you've got to say?" Stanford asked.
"I'm really at a loss for words right now."
"Obviously," he replied, emerald-green eyes looking hurt. He'd been expecting an apology of some sort, and then for her to say she wanted him back and then a movie scene where the couple kisses would ensue, or something along those lines, but that obviously wasn't going to happen. And Stanford wasn't about to apologize, even if he felt the slightest bit of remorse. Well, OK, about a year's worth of remorse, or what he'd call stealing the ice cream out of the fridge to take his mind away from the apologetic thoughts. He'd gone over it a hundred times in his head – what he'd say when and if he ever saw her again. But that was just fool's play because he'd never really apologize.
There was an awkward silence until Kit said, "I feel bad."
"Why?" Spinner asked.
"Because I didn't know what I wanted and I let it get in the way," Kit responded, looking down at the ground. "I'm sorry Stanford, and I'm sorry, Spinner. But most of all, I'm sorry Sherman. I should've just left. That would've been much easier for everyone."
"Hey," Vert's voice came over the wrist-watch comlink of Sherman. "We've got the crystal. You know where to meet us, right? That is, if you've got Kit." He sounded annoyed so Kit just smirked, even though she was a little nervous. But she was definitely leaving for the second time. There was no way around it. Not after all this crap she'd put everyone through. For her own personal gain, all because she didn't want to get caught. Getting caught a year ago would've been a thousand times better than this. Agura, Zoom, and Vert already disliked her enough – after this, they'd definitely dislike her more. Not that it bothered her at all, it just made her feel a little guilty.
Sherman and Spinner went back to the Buster Tank. Spinner was oblivious to what Kit had meant, while Sherman knew and understood completely. Stanford paused and looked at Kit curiously before walking back to the Reverb, unsure of what she had meant. But the one thing he did know, he wasn't going to let her leave again. And he highly doubted that Sherman and Spinner would let her leave again. And once he was in the Reverb, he quietly admitted to himself and himself only that he didn't want Kit to leave. They were even. Pain had been exchanged on both ends; it was basically taking an eye for an eye without even realizing it until now.
And the four left the cave, silence engulfing them like a tsunami engulfs a small, seaside village and all its inhabitants.
I finally freaking updated! I was playing around on Power Point and I made a slide show of all my stories. I put a pic of Stanford and Sherman and Spinner on two different slides and just by looking at those pictures, my writer's block totally disintegrated and floated away on the wind!
