REVIEW REPLIES:

Superfan44:
So much for "update soon". *grumbles*
Thanks. I may have been out of it a bit while I was writing, but I'm glad you think it's okay.
Yeah, I didn't think he'd need to get out. He doesn't need to take hi revenge against Krei anymore, and rebelling against the BH6 would make no sense. He also feels guilty, trying to take revenge when she was right under his nose the whole time. He'd stay, and he'd help if needed be.

Samtastic2.0:
Thanks.
You'll just have to wait on the answer to your question I'm afraid!

Lisa Von Cooper:
Yeah, we can pretty much assume she will. Just give her time.
Oh really? Thanks!
I think it's a well-known fact that Rocket's a robot, though just not a squishy nursebot. Van quickly deduces it back in ch3, so you can assume so has everyone else.
I actually completely forgot about Sour Bill! Though, TBH, he wouldn't have worked for the Cybug character anyway.
Larrix is an OC I invented to be the original Cybug, only intended for early on in the story before I replac—I mean get rid of him to advance the plot.
It's okay to be curious. It's just not the done thing to ask for spoilers. Not that you were asking for spoilers, I just wanted to point out the difference.
Thanks for asking, and thanks for all the feedback! =)

Emeraldalex123:
AHHHH! MY EA—EYES! Don't SING that!

RainEpelt:
Thanks! I was kinda unsure. Good to know someone thinks even slightly better. =)

AirFireWaterEarth:
No. The aptly nicknamed 'King Candy' is not Turbo.
Wait, what? Where'd you read that? I've never heard of a more ridiculous idea in my life. Why would Stan be close with Van's 'rents?
Spoilers!

SharKohen:
Thank you! I'll pass this on to Hanaekaptr!
I'm glad someone thinks it's going well! TBH, I think it's spiralling out of control. The story I'm writing is getting more and more different to the original plan I put together for my friend's approval.

AUTHOR'S INTRO:

Hello again! I'm SO sorry for the delay!

First I had trouble putting the chapter together, then just when my holidays began and I hought I could get stuff done, I got sick. Then my COMPUTER got sick. Then I had to reinstall Windows 7 and nearly lost EVERYTHING! Luckily I had an old backup from moths ago I could work from, plus Metabox, the company who made my laptop, managed to save my schoolwork and Fan Fiction folders, so I didn't have to gather my chapters from the web and re-write most of my plans.

All in all, I'M BACK! I'm FINALLY back! And as a 'sorry' note, here's a brand new chapter of your beloved Big Hero G-G-G-GLITCH!

So, anyway! If you were expecting a big long thing with the Big Hero 6 revealing their identities, than I'm afraid you'll have to wait a chapter, 'cause it's been a day and we have to catch up with Taffy and Candy, at least briefly, before heading off into the drama with Vanny.

Even so, enjoy!

Chapter 10: Revelation

Taffyta felt like she'd been taken from one jail only to be dumped in another. At least this one had actual beds.

The limo that psychopath had taken her and Candlehead in had stopped off only an hour after leaving, at which point both of them had been woken up and led blindfolded through who-knows-where to what she could only assume was a bed, as it was by far more comfortable than the benches in prison. She didn't remember much after that, as she immediately fell asleep.

When she did come to, her first surprise was that she could actually see, meaning someone had taken off her blindfold sometime after she'd laid down. She blinked a few moments to get her eyes to focus, not having used them since the alleyway escape, whenever ago that was. She hadn't had any sleep since arriving in SF, so who knew what time it was now?

When she could see again she was surprised to find herself in a room that looked rather similar to their jail cell, through instead of a brick wall it was completely steel-lined, walls, floor and roof. There were no windows, the only light coming from the LED bulb on the ceiling. She was in a single-bed, wrapped in plain blankets, flat against a wall to her right and behind the headboard, and looking to the left she could see Candlehead still asleep against the other wall. At the other side of the room from the beds were, not bars, but twin sliding-doors, each with a circular window in the top-centre.

To be honest, while it was definitely very different from the cell, the room still felt to Taffyta like a prison. The beds were weird in that respect, the comfortable things giving a completely different feeling from the rest of the place. A much more comfortable feeling, which had Taffyta guessing that they had been set up just for the two of them.

Slowly, she pushed the blankets aside and sat up. She was half-pleased to find she was still in her orange slacks. Pleased that no git had taken the time to remove her clothes. Not so pleased about the smell, or the fact that she'd been wearing them for at least 24 hours. Ew.

Still, beggars can't be choosers.

Quietly for some reason, Taffyta stood up and moved over to where her mint-haired friend was lying in her own disturbingly-comfortable bed. Carefully, she shook her a bit.

"Candy!" she whispered. "Wake up!"

Candlehead moaned quietly and rolled over in her sleep, clutching her blankets like a teddy-bear.

If they hadn't've been taking in by some sort of terrorist, Taffyta would've taken the moment to giggle at the adorable younger girl. But right now things were serious, and she needed to get her up.

"Candy!" she shook her again. "Remember last night? You need to wake up!"

Candlehead wobbled again by herself and sighed in her sleep, slowly opening her eyes. Then her eyes focused and widened, looking past Taffyta. Then she pretty much leapt up the headboard.

"AAAAHHH!"

Taffyta was startled for only a moment before reacting.

"Shhhhh!" she hissed urgently. "Calm down!"

Candlehead quickly got a hold of herself and started settling down, breathing deeply while her eyes darted across the metal room frightfully before landing and fixing on Taffyta and focusing. Still panting, she stuttered as she spoke.

"T-T-Taffy?" she spluttered. "W-Where are we? W-What's going on?"

"I don't know." Taffyta admitted. "I think we're waiting for that guy."

It took a moment for Candy to remember who she was talking about it and get her meaning but then her anxiety spiked slightly.

"This was a REALLY bad idea!" she fretted quietly.

A clanking noise from the other side of the room startled them before Taffyta could say anything else, and the girls' heads darted to the doors, which were now sliding open to reveal, funnily enough, the mystery man himself.

The purple-suited man was smirking calmly as he entered the room, which was enough to chill Candlehead to the bone. She started shaking, and once again cuddled into Taffyta. The platinum-blond, however, only glared at the guy and said nothing as she stood next to the bed, her friend in her arms.

The guy "hmm"ed appreciatively as he looked the two in the room.

"I thought you'd've woken up by now." He commented without changing his expression. "I WAS a bit surprised you slept in, but then again, prison beds ARE horrible."

"How did you know we were up?" Taffyta snarled.

"Oh, I checked the security cameras." He said nonchalantly.

Then he lifted his left sleeve to reveal a large metal band of some kind, covered with buttons and blinking lights. There was a screen in the centre of it, and there were jumbles of wire criss-crossing all over it.

"They are my eyes and ears anywhere I go." He explained before dropping his sleeve.

And indeed, looking up into the centre of the roof, Taffyta could see the tiny, black, hemispherical device that gave a 360-degree, panoramic view of the entire room.

She turned her glare back to the guy and asked her next question.

"You didn't tell me last night, and I want you to tell me now." She demanded. "Who. ARE. You?"

He laughed bit with his apparently signature laugh before answering.

"My apologies, miss Taffyta." He told her. "But I didn't think a prison surrounded by crooks and police officers was the right place for it."

"Crooks? And you aren't?" She wasn't convinced in the slightest. "And you didn't answer my question, AGAIN."

He tutted at her impatience, but, finally, he answered.

"I am Callus King." He said, bowing mockingly. "Master hacker, leader of an underground separatist group, and currently your host and employer." [1]

Taffyta and Candlehead shared a look, the younger girl mouthing "employer?" to the other. Taffyta turned back to this 'Callus King' to gripe some more.

"Separatists?" she grilled. "You mean 'criminals'!"

King shrugged.

"Either or."

"And what do you mean 'employer'?" she continued. "What do you want from us?"

"Ooh-hoo-hoo!" he chuckled. "Now THAT would be telling!"

Her glare intensified, so he continued.

"Now, if you'll kindly follow me into the building, we can discuss business."

Her turned to walk out the doors, but the girls didn't move even when he turned to wait for them. Taffyta just kept up her dirty look, so he just turned again and kept walking, calling back:

"Just come out when you're ready!"

Then the doors shut with a click, though the clanging noise from earlier didn't follow, signalling that they weren't locking, letting the girls leave the room if they wanted.

Taffyta finally relaxed her grip on Candlehead slightly, and stole her glare from the door to replace it with a concerned gaze at her friend. The mint-haired younger wasn't shaking anymore, but still seemed seriously frightened.

All of a sudden Taffyta felt guilty. She'd dragged Candy into this, forcing her into the breakout she didn't want any part of, even as things got more and more out-of-hand, and all to get back at Vanellope. They didn't even know what the guy was planning with that!

She didn't like King. This guy SERIOUSLY unnerved her, AND he bothered Candlehead. But, they were stuck in this now, no way back, no way out. They had only one option: find out what he wants.

Taking a deep breath in and letting it out, Taffyta stood out from her position at Candlehead's bed and stood up proper. Before she could turn to coax Candlehead to do the same, the girl reached out and snatched at her sleeve.

"Taffy, don't!" she pleaded. "This guy is bad! REALLY bad!"

"Maybe." Taffyta agreed. "But we don't have any other options. We have to follow him and find out what he wants."

Candlehead shook her head and made no move to get up. Taffyta shook her head, eyes closed, and held the arm on her shoulder.

"Come on, Candy." She said. "You have to get up."

Candlehead stared directly at Taffyta, fear in her eyes, before finally nodding timidly and moving to get up.

Candlehead hung close to Taffyta as they followed King's path to the doors, which opened automatically to reveal King still standing waiting for them on the other side. Seeing them follow, he turned and led them into the building.

The first room they entered from the doors was a large computer room. Roughly five by seven metres in size, there were rows of desks on either side of an isle down the middle that led to a lift. There were windows on the wall by every desk, though they were blocked off so no one could see outside, and there no doors other than those for the lift. Each desk was topped by a computer, each being used by people (who Taffyta jealously noted were all wearing clean, NORMAL clothes) working diligently at them. She couldn't understand what they were typing, some code of some sort, but they were more than likely working directly for King.

Basically, they were probably criminals like him.

King led the girls to the lift, telling them to hop in. They both hesitated, Taffyta sparing a still-uneasy Candlehead a look before leading the younger girl in. What Candy was afraid of, and what Taffy then had to put up with, was that they had to stand so close to the short madman in the small lift compartment. He wasn't actually that threatening, but from afar he was a creep. Up close he was just downright wrong.

The lift led up the building for a number of minutes, meaning they were either in a tower or underground. Or the lift was just moving REALLY slowly.

Eventually, though, the compartment stopped, and the doors opened into a fair-sized circular room, with a five metre radius, the ceiling domed and metal-plated. On either side of the lift stood two thugs, different from the previous night, each carrying a rifle. At the wall opposite the lift was a large screen, with a control panel fringing the bottom, and two chairs, currently empty. But in the middle of the room was where all the action was.

A bunch of engineers and machines were working on building… something. The girls couldn't quite tell what. It was currently in several parts, a number of large metal rods and circuits. Some seemed to be shaped like claws, and others like armour plates, but way too big for a human. A number of strange spike-thingys were being connected together with carbon fibre into two, seven-metre-long, curved tubes, resembling almost radio antennae. Strange machinery was being worked on in the middle of the construction zone, including some sort of robotic body, built around an advanced generator. Other parts looked like more of a suit, a more demonic version of those worn by those weird heroes the other night.

The girls started as they heard King's infamous laugh once again, turning their heads to see him stepping around them and the workers, smirking creepily.

"Impressive, isn't it?" he asked them.

Taffyta looked back to it briefly, then turned back to King, while Candlehead couldn't tear her eyes away from whatever was being built.

"What is it?" Taffyta asked.

The man stopped to think for a moment, and she suspected he was contemplating whether to tell them or not. This question also finally managed to draw Candlehead's scared gaze back to him. Finally he made his decision, and started walking again as he spoke.

"It's our current major project. " He said. "It is the latest in a line of suits I've been building for a long time. I'm sure you remember Cybug from a few nights ago?"

Taffyta shared Candlehead a look. Cybug?

"What's…?"

Then the platinum-blonde's eyes widened. The grey-suited supervillain who crashed their dance battle! That must have been this 'Cybug' King was talking about. And apparently, he'd been working for HIM.

Her eyes widened with dread, and Candlehead gasped and drew her hands to her mouth. They realised they weren't just working for some terrorist. This was a criminal ensemble, and King was the big bad.

King made his laugh again, and the girls' heads slowly swivelled back to where he had walked to, at the other side of the room form them. His laugh made him seem both amused and maniacal at the same time. Perfectly fitting the stereotype for a super-boss, then.

"You're a supervillain." Taffyta breathed.

"No, actually." He replied. "Cybug was a supervillain. I was just his benefactor."

"Was?"

"Oh, of course," He glanced at them again. ", you don't know of the second bomb that went off that night. A bit sad really, that he'd outlived his usefulness. But, that's what happens when one of my employees gets arrested."

It didn't take a genius to realise what he was implying. King killed his own minion. For being arrested.

Taffyta did her best to return the glare to her face as he laughed at their expense, balling her fists to keep the illusion of anger to hide her fear. Candlehead just seemed more frightened.

By this time the short man had circled back to the girls, and as he walked behind them he stepped around to stand on Taffyta's other side, watching the overlarge science project going on before them.

"He was one of my later designs." He told the girls. "Well, the SUIT was, and still is in fact. I had it taken from the Police Station during the breakout."

"And what's THIS then?" Taffyta asked, waving a hand to the workers and their 'project'.

"It's an improvement." He revealed, continuing his walk around the room. "The Cybug suit had… issues. Firstly it was only one suit, and the wearer had limited control over its capabilities. It was always just a prototype for a much better suit, one that could be mass-produced into an army of Cybugs."

"What army?"

"You'd be surprised how many street rats and alley gangs there are in San Fransokyo." He told them. "And just how many of them will agree to anything for money. And now, after the breakout, there are even more potential recruits my current soldiers can gather.

"But every army needs a commander." He continued. "Someone who can lead them, and be much more reliable for… smaller missions. That's why I'm building a bigger suit, a definite leader that can't be matched, and who's leadership will be unquestioned. You will not believe how much work I've put into this. So far I've had to gather all of these resources, then I had to have the old Cybug steal this from Krei Tech."

He gestured to the generator as he passed the opposite side of the room again.

"This is a prototype Tritium-Ion Generator from Krei Tech Industries. The suit needs a lot of power, more than any normal generator can output. Just a motor may be able to run the main body for a few days. But something that runs on fusion power could run the whole thing for decades, until its hydrogen fuel runs out. And by then the suit will be a scrapheap, replaced by something even better.

"The point is, this is my lancer. THIS is my Cybug Queen." He announced, looking back at the girls. "This is the minion who will lead my army of Cybugs. Preferably a girl, otherwise she wouldn't exactly be a queen."

Taffyta's fake-glare faltered.

"'She'?" she didn't like where this was going. "Y-you don't mean…"

She turned to Candlehead, who looked back in confusion for a moment before she caught up. Then she squeaked in sheer terror and shrunk back, once again staring at King. The psychopath laughed again, stopping his pacing for another moment.

"Ooh-hoo-hoo! I'm not using YOU two!" He seemed genuinely amused by the prospect. "You aren't smart enough to be commanders!"

Candlehead visibly relaxed, breathing out in relief despite the situation they were still in, the insult going straight over her head. Taffyta just glared at him again.

"What I need is someone headstrong who answers to me, follows my orders yet smart enough to make her own decisions." he told them. "I'm gonna find the perfect person for this, and you two are gonna help me."

She shook her head and kept up her glare. They came with him to find out what he meant by "getting back at Vanellope", not to help his evil scemes!

"No!" She shouted, balling her fists. "I'm not gonna help you turn some random 'perfect' girl into a supervillain!"

"Well, you don't exactly have any other option at the moment." He reasoned. "You have nowhere to go and I'm not exactly gonna let you leave the building anyway."

Taffyta frowned at the ground, weighing their options. King was right. She had no idea where they were, in a tower or somewhere underground. If they ran they'd be lost in here, and King would send thugs to catch them or kill them long before they reached the ground floor. Even if they DID manage to find the front door they had nowhere to go in the city. The apartment wouldn't let them in because of their record and the only other place they could go was he Police Station, with the terrible beds AND the fact that King could still just waltz in and kill them like he did Cybug. They didn't have another choice but to do what he said.

She sighed and set her jaw. Then she nodded.

"O-okay." She wavered.

She couldn't see her, nor did the younger girl say anything, but she knew from the quiet gasp that Candlehead was looking at her in surprise and horror. She sent an apologetic glance to where she stood by her side before turning back to where King now stood, smirking again, on the other side of the room again.

"What do you want us to do?" She asked, defeated.

King crooked his finger and turned to walk up to the big screen behind him. Candlehead gripped Taffyta's hand in both of hers as the platinum-blonde led her around the mess of engineers in the centre to where he stood. King twisted around to face them as they stopped nearby, and began to speak.

"I still need a few things in order to complete the suit." He told them. "Your new 'friend' will be able to control the whole thing with her mind, but with its size it'll need extra 'brains' to function. I'll be sending my thugs on a raid tomorrow to gather the control mechanism and these computers, as well as some fast motors for the limbs to function. After that, we'll have everything we need for the suit. That is when we'll find our commander and hire her. Oh, don't worry. My thugs will take care of that."

"Then why do you need us?"

"You see, while she'll be the leader of the army, she herself will be under my command." He said. "She'll need a team working back at mission control to keep her on mission, warn her of approaching enemies, among other things. A signal will be kept active by a long-range transmission sent over the TV signals from those two tail-antennas you see there."

He flippantly pointed over his shoulder to the two tubes in the construction project, then gestured to the monitors.

"This is where you'll be working as long as our candidate is the Cybug Queen." He told them. "You will be her eyes and ears, keeping watch on her. And if she gets out of line, there will be measures you can take. You know, electric shock, kill switch, that kind of thing."

The freaky part about this guy: Just how nonchalant he was about hurting and killing people, even his own minions!

"Your training for it will begin tomorrow, when you oversee my minions' raid on the establishment where they'll steal the final parts for the suit."

Taffyta looked up to the big screen. It was panoramic, spanning an entire tenth of the wall surrounding the room. Two metres tall, with a grand total of just over three-and-a-half metres across, it was almost certainly big enough to show maps, visuals from both facecams, CCTV AND the view from the eyes of one of King's soldiers, probably complete with a HUD for advanced monitoring. The console beneath it was extensive, with a massive array of buttons for the two of them to use from the empty wheelie chairs in front of it, the curved panel being far enough back from the screen for the whole thing to be visible.

It was the perfect command station. From here they'd be able to monitor the Cybug Queen entirely, whoever she ended up being. It would be their responsibility to monitor some unknown, ordinary, innocent girl-turned-supervillain , under the employ of an evil super-boss.

"Well?" he inquired, smirk still plastered on his face. "What do you think?"

Taffyta seriously despised this situation, but there was nothing they could do about it.

She turned back to look at King at this, and glanced back at her green-haired friend, spotting her staring horrified at her, quaking again in fear.

She looked to the ground again, muttering "Well, it's our only option", before returning her defeated gaze to King.

"It's… well thought-out." She said.

"I'm glad you think that," He said, but stepped toward them and pressed for more. ", but what is your opinion?"

She looked back down to the ground, avoiding his gaze.

"It's monstrous." She said truthfully.

"Ooh-hoo-hoo!" he actually seemed pleased. "Good! 'Cause that's EXACTLY what it is!"

She glared back up at his face again, now scowling at him turning her insult into a compliment.

"Well, It takes a monster to lead an army of monsters, doesn't it?" he reasoned.

He finally turned and began to walk back toward the lift, leaving the two girls standing in front of the control panel, watching him go. Only now did they see the clock on the wall above the lift doors, showing the time as 6:00 in the evening. They must have slept all day.

"Your first shift starts tomorrow." King called from in front of the lift doors. "You may stay here and look around for a while. My recruits here will guide you down to your room when you're ready to get some sleep."

Taffyta frowned as something came to mind.

"Wait!"

He stopped and turned back to look across the room at her, one upbrow raised and the smirk still on his face.

"You said you'd help us 'get back at Vanellope'." She stated. "Where does THAT come into this?"

He chuckled again.

"Be patient, dear Taffyta." He cooed, continuing his journey to the lift. "You'll see! All in good time!"

Taffyta frowned. This guy was psychopathic, supervillainous, and now he was turning his back on their deal. Not that they were really planning on following through on that part themselves.

King stopped as he reached the doors and turned back to them again.

"Oh, and don't try anything funny." He looked pointedly at them, tapping the sleeve covering the band. "I'll be watching."

He laughed his laugh again and entered the lift. The doors closed and the two thugs stepped forward to stand guard in front of it, not that they needed to with King's apparent constant watch.

Taffyta turned back to look up at the screen where they'd be working for… probably indefinitely. Right now it was incredibly foreboding of all the terribly things that had happened, and about to happen. When King had talked to them in their cell, Taffyta never would've guessed this is why he wanted them.

He said he'd help them get back at Vanellope, and all for the 'tiny' price of being press-ganged into helping him creating a supervillain. AND he still hadn't given them clean clothes!

This was all horrible.

With King finally gone, Candlehead could muster up the courage to address her friend, who had just taken the initiative to force both of them into the employ of a supervillain. Taffyta actually looked nervous herself, looking into screen as if it wasn't even there, her face baring a defeated expression.

"Taffyta?" she asked, questioning her actions and her feelings.

Taffyta was silent for a moment, before finally tearing her eyes from the blank screen. She looked down to the console blankly, avoiding her friend's eyes.

"I think…" The platinum-blonde realised. "…this might not have been a good idea."

[1] Alright, here's his name at last. Callus King is an OC of mine inspired by King Candy. I didn't think 'King Candy' was an appropriate name for someone in the modern day.
And yes, I did mention an old principal of Vanellope's she nicknamed 'King Candy', but that's not this guy. This guy is someone else.

The mecha-suit idea went through several stages while we were thinking of it, one of which was rather dark for this story, so I fixed it up to what it is now.

So here it finally is! Make of it as you will, 'cause I don't even.
But, it now leads into the plot lines of the story, which you'll see pop up throughout the next few chapters.

Next time it's the big one! We get back to the Nerd Herd as they reveal their identities, Van gets some advice from none other than the Swizz and his gang, and Abigail gets some unexpected, and unwelcome, visitors at SFIT…

Next Time: Chapter 11: How to Help Your Friends