Gideon: Rise to Power
By: 41naF_redipS
Chapter Ten
En las cavernas de la mente
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters or other story-related elements of the Scott Pilgrim series. All of these belong to Bryan Lee O'Malley and Oni Press Comics. This is not for profit
Gideon stood before the familiar star indented door. The hair on his knuckles and arms stood straight and attentive. He reached for the doorknob as he memorised the coordinates in his head and stepped in the mass void of the collective minds and astral energy of every being in the world.
Earlier
"One second, Todd" Gideon said to the third ex. The other four monitors were turned off already after the brief morning moment of Matthew Patel, who failed to make a mark on the minds of the scorned lovers of Ramona Flowers.
"Yeah, what is it?" He inquired
"I know of your band, one of the best bands in the world currently, is it not?"
"Heh. That and more. What about us?"
"Still touring with the Pixies?"
"These gdbs, yeah. Real mean to travel with on the road"
"So I've heard. Almost finished?"
"Yeah"
"How would you like a gig at the Chaos Theatre?"
"Holy crap, that would be awesome!" said an ethusiastic voice from offscreen the camera...
Now
As the other dimensional weirdness passed by him, He continuously walked and walked. Time felt fast but slow simultaniously. Still, he pressesd on. It was just a mere few feet that he found the door. He drew a deep breath, and opened the door...
He was in the apartment. The apartment of Scott Pilgrim. He put on the GGG Heavy Industries brand miniature night-vision goggles to scope out the layout. In short, a pigsty. Much clothes were tossed around, some leftover food sitting on the floor that had some flies and a mouse swarming to it. There were not many rooms on this floor, before he realised that this was a small, very cramped apartment. He turned towards the right and saw an odd sight;
Why the hell is Scott sleeping in the bed with some other guy, smelling of liquor! This is the right house, But who is this queer? Is Pilgrim a bisexual?
Gideon was caught off guard with this fact, and the way one of one of the men in the bed was turning. The man did not get up, just rolled over to his back. Gideon had to pper to see which one was Pilgrim.
Okay, the one that just moved wasn't Scott. The one on my left must be him. His shook his hands, hoping to get the same effect as he did with Roxie. He couldn't punch him on fear of him waking up. He cursed silently as he never got around to experimenting his powers lately, due to this Scott buissness. He shook harder and harder like his hands were cheap flashlights until they were shining a dim, blueish glow. He had to act fast.
He took his hands and cusped Scott's forehead, right below his greasy hair. Scott mumbled in his sleep;
"Buuurhh... Wallace... I'm not bacon..."
... Okay
His hands were slightly brighter now, as he managed to make a portal appear again in a victim's head. He was, again, being pulled into the void...
Earlier
"Yeah, I guess babe" Todd to the voice. Gideon knew who that was, as did anyone who listened to Todd's band, Clash at Demonhead.
"Hi, Gideon, is it?" said Envy Adams, the lead vocalist of the band.
"Yes, nice to meet you, Envy" Gideon said with a catlike smile. Her couldn't help but smile at Clash at Demonhead's lead vocalist with her crimison hair, the eyes of someone who won't rest until a job is done and the body that god made sure to track down and kill everyone involved in making her mold in a convulted conspiracy.
"So, after the Pixies tour in, say..."
"Two days" replied Envy with her sultry voice of a classical lo-
"Are you ok, boss? you're drooling and staring like a mentally defecint guy" said Todd
"Yes, of course. When you come down to New York the day after tomorrow, we'll break down a contract?"
"Can't wait" said Envy. "No offense, we don't come too cheap. You're are going to have to really want me and the band down there"
"Same here" as he tried to be suave. Ingram raised his eyebrow at Gideon's remark and just turned off the webcam.
Gideon was slightly red in the face from interacting with Envy.
Did I come on too strong? He wondered. He then stood up and turned to see who just entered the room
"What is it, Caroline?" he said, slightly peterbed at the interuptance of Carol, the maid.
"I was going to see, if you wanted some coffe before I left for the day, but it looks like you were happy to see me"
"What?" He enquired. He looked down and saw what she meant.
"Son of a bitch" he muttered while Carol left the room, laughing.
Now
As he entered the portal in the piss-poor pundit Pilgrim, he was uncertain of what lay ahead. Like in Roxie's mind, he may be trapped in there and the fact that each mind is different could mean he would be stuck indefinitely.
He got out of the portal to arrive at a desert. A vast, endless looking landscape of nothing but sand, rock and cacti. Very barren. He took a step and tripped on a rock, which cased him to swear and see an unusual sight.
There looked to be a trap door. Much light was sprouting from a few cracks in the doorway. The strange part was that it looked like the light was a physical object, like an animal, trying to budge the door away. And there were more of these doors scattered about and looking very menacing, like the person rarely wanted to admit things about their past.
No memory monitor room in sight. But what if these trap doors have something I could use...
He opened the trap door infront of him and before he could step in, the light dragged him into it, forcibly by the heels. As he opened the door, it made a growling sound, like it was angered or pleased by his appearance. Gideon couldn't help but not scream.
A/N: To be continued is all that's needed, I guess...