Heads up! This is not a prewritten chapter just because the last one I posted was yesterday. I was just really close to finishing this one when I posted the last one. In other words, this chapter is hot off the press! And that also means it may have some typos I might've overlooked. But I doubt it.
Have fun with the VOODOO LADY! :D
Bleu Leather
Chapter 21
What a state.
Megan was a half-Shadow. Annabelle had been beaten to a pulp. Megamind was marred with the wound from the arrow, and the ugly patch of skin on his torso that looked like it had been burnt.
It itched. And Roxanne was the only one that had gotten away with only a few bruises.
"Megamind, stop scratching that rash. It's going to get worse."
" It itches, it itches, it itches!" he whined to his girlfriend, and tried to scratch again. Roxanne took hold of his skinny wrist before he could, and examined the skin further.
It wasn't as bad as anyone would think, but it was still pretty bad. The skin was purple in some places, and red in others. The burnt patch was all bumpy and dry now that it had oxidized.
"I'm going to ask Annabelle to give me a shirt. This skin is all… rgh, it's ugly!" Megamind exclaimed in disgust. He yanked his cape across his chest to hide the burn that had become uglier because of the scar that was right next to it. Roxanne gave him a compassionate look through her sky eyes thatindicated she was extremely sorry for the pain he had endured.
Those Shadows had ben horrendous to both of them. They had freaked them both out with their zombie forms, and at one point, had taken out both the gems in their eyes.
Megamind never wanted to see another rotted optic nerve in his life. Nor did he want another freakish spider leg to fry his previously perfect skin down to the dermis.
He remembered the time he had almost burst with rage when his Shadow tried that on Roxanne.
It only took a lift of the spindly black leg to set him off. He found a strength he didn't know he had, and finally broke out of the durable spider silk only to endure another agonizing sting of the poison atop his breastbone.
And then only to know that he was to die in a matter of a day from a poisoned arrow?
Megamind was aghast.
He forgot all about the shirt he wanted to ask Annabelle for. He gave Roxanne a sober look through his lurid eyes.
"We can hopefully ask the Voodoo Lady for help. She just might be able to… heal your…"
Roxanne's voice cracked off and she started sobbing. She buried her face in the supple blue skin beneath Megamind's chin. He felt warm tears trickle down his chest, and pretty soon, he was crying as well.
Megamind didn't want to die. And so quickly. There had been many close shaves, but this time it was official. Harmful poison had been introduced to his body; a poison that would kill him in only a matter of time.
He hugged Roxanne close to himself. It might be the last time they would see each other again if he could not get help soon.
So he came a little ways apart from the embrace. More tears trickled down from his green orbs when he saw Roxanne's devastated look. Her cheeks glistened with her crystal tears.
So Megmind leaned forward and kissed her. He kissed her sweetly, but sadly. It would most likely be one of the last kisses they shared if he died.
If air weren't a necessity, he could kiss Roxanne's lips forever. They were so soft and they tasted sweeter than anything. An he thought Roxanne was the most beautiful thing in all creation. And that, coming from the last alien of his kind, was a lot. Roxanne was probably the only one Megamind could ever love.
He had only experienced it for… a month.
Reluctantly, Megamind broke the kiss. He gently brushed his long, square thumb along Roxanne's cheekbone to wipe away the tears she had been crying. Why did this have to happen?
Why?
"Uhm…" Megan interrupted the couple's moment hesitantly. "If I may, please… we should start looking for the Voodo Lady before she—"
And suddenly Megan flashed again. First she was a Shadow. Then she was herself. Then the dark form, and back to herself again. She winced as if she was been electrocuted. "I can't believe I—NAUGH!—kissed that Shadow Aidan", Megan said, flashing to a Shadow again. She still had that aftertaste of hot blood, and rancid meat. The blood part tasted like a rusty spoon. The meat part was worse.
"You shouldn't have done that", Annabelle said from next to her friend. Megan looked over at her. Her left eyes was swollen to a quarter of its size. Purple blood was still left at the corner of her white lips where she had been punched. Half her hair had been sheared off, so now it only came to her shoulderblades.
"I need to stop being forgetful, because I knew the results of being partnerized with a Shadow. Good thing I'm only a—ARRGHH!—half Shadow. You would've otherwise lost me", Megan said inbetween flashes.
"Well, we don't need that", Megamind sniffed, trying madly to wipe away the trails of tears left upon his face.
"No. In fact, that would've ben the worst possible fate you could have. The whole lot of you."
The voice rang out from nowhere. Megamind got a bit startled, and he held Roxanne a little closer to protect her. Annabelle veered her head in the direction of the voice and tilted her faintly lilac ears so that they would pick up the sound further.
And then she appeared.
"Hello, Rebels", The Voodoo Lady crooned. Megamind gasped a bit at the sight of her. She looked quite eccentric. She was a black woman with short, curly hair that was tied up in the back with a unique-looking hairpeice with a glistening amethyst on the top. She was dressed almost entireley in purple. The whole bit was on with her: Gloves, strapless bodice with pinstripes, a miniskirt that was mostly black, and lilac stockings that finished off with chunky golden heels.
"You… you are the Voodoo Lady, right?" Megan murmured.
"Who else would I be?"
"I don't trust you."
The woman smirked as if this didn't bother her. Then, as if on cue, Megan flashed into a Shadow and back again, and rather painfully.
"Oh, I've seen this before", she tok note of Megan's state, and of everyone else's states.
"Come along, and I will help you all."
Megamind still hung back, clutching onto Roxanne. Something about this doctress just didn't seem right to him. There was just a knowing glint that caught in her pastel green eyes sometimes that seemed to warn him about something he could not place. This woman semed iffy.
But then again, they needed that Staff.
Where was it, anyway?
"Come along, Megamind. You too, Roxy. That Shadow poisoning looks severe beyond normal repair",the Voodoo Lady purred. There was something almost seductive about her airy tone.
"Where are we going, exactly?" Megamind asked, finding his voice at last. He let go of Roxanne to follow the doctress across the barren room they had fallen into when they had overcome their nightmare worlds. It didn't even look like a room. It looked spectral; as if they were nowhere at all.
So where were they going?
The Voodoo Lady, as if she could se right through Megamind, suddenly had a staff in her hand seeming to come from thin air.
In fact… it was probably the Staff itself.
The woman turned around, her body language suggesting that she was showing the Staff off. It was almost teasing; tempting.
The Staff was crafted to excellent beauty. It was long and streamlined, with blue feathered snakes coiling up around the neck. Atop the maple wood was a purple orb. Taking a closer look, Megamind saw that it was actually purple smoke swirling aroud the inside of the smooth, clear glass as if it desperately wanted to escape.
"You require this, do you not?" The doctress asked in her indefinable accent like flawless smooth chocolate. She waved the Staff particularly in Megamind's face almost like a childish game of keep-away. He drew back, now with an annoyed expression hovering over his thin eyebrows.
"I believe so…" Megamind trailed off. Glancing to his left, the blue genius glimpsed Annabelle trying to disguise a venomous look in her violet eyes.
Then, as if she seriously couldn't hold back her thoughts, music suddenly blared out of her helmet. She winced as a violin solo started to play…
When the devil is too busy
And death's a bit too much
They call on me, by name you see-
CLONK. Her helmet fell to the floor with a tremendous clatter as she banged it rather harshly to get it to shut up. She took in a deep breath through gritted teeth, and then applied a plastic smile to her white face.
"Dreadfully sorry about that…"
The Voodoo Lady eyed Annabelle with a glare that could send chills down a monster's spine. Yet she maintained her tough composure.
With a flourish she turned around,and shaped long rectangle in the air with the Staff. Then she traced a circle around in the middle, and a splintery purple door appeared out of nowhere. She opened it, and it protested with a loud, high squeal.
"Come inside, and settle down", The Voodoo Lady persuaded, putting both her arms around Megamind and Roxanne. Megan and Annabelle followed her lead inside what would probably be her chamber.
She pushed Megamind and Roxanne suddenly forward, and with a snap of her bony fingers, the room came to life with light.
Megamind gazed upon the room which was like something out of a fairytale. It was small, but almost every inch of the walls were covered with cool-colored tapestries and shrunken heads.
And that was only a short corridor. Where it really seemed to focus was around a platform that Megamind assumed was where she held tarot card readings and séances. A long, sleek table beheld what seemed like stacks upon stacks of potions and strange mixtures. Another shelf had old-looking spellbooks and odd, sometimes disgusting ingredients that couldn't even be named.
What kind of scared Megamind were the voodoo dolls, and spiritual artifacts in miscellaneous places all around.
He even spotted some dolls that looked like himself, Roxanne, Annabelle, and Megan. On the left side of each of the stuffed chests were little pieces of red fabric that marked where their hearts were.
A cluster of pins was awfully close by them. Megamind shuddered. If you stuck a pin in a voodoo doll, the person it looked like would die if it was through the little fabric heart, simple as that. And so sudden.
"Come. Would any of you girls like some tea? You lovely couple, would you like some chardonnay?"
"Tea", All four of them answered at once in unison. Megamind still clearly remembered Antony's warning to take the tea if the Voodoo Lady offered any to them.
And then the reason dawned on him at once. If this doctress was anything underhanded, she would probably tempt her victims with chardonnay, and most likely wind them up drunken and with no sense of what they were agreeing to. That was quite clever.
The Voodoo Lady gazed at the four. "Wise choice. I can see you're not at all very gullible, Megamind", she purred.
"How did you—"
"Let's just say I'm sort of gifted in the telepathy field", she said with a flirtatious wink. Megamind was near gagging point as she did so. Female villains always casted such a wide net.
The doctress snaked over to her enormous table of mysterious concoctions. Almost immediately, she snatched up a small vial filled with ghostly green glowing liquid.
"Unwrap that cape, Megamind. We don't want to add more fuel to the poison by letting that scald stay on your torso", she ordered. Megamind kept his cape tightly wrapped around himself, thought he didn't know why. Maybe it was due to the state of the burn that was even slowly getting worse underneath the fabric.
But it was probably for the best anyway.
With a sigh of defeat, the cape fluttered away from his chest. Even Megamind was shocked by how the maladie had worsened.
He kept his hand clapped over his mouth to keep from making sick noises. The previously small bumps that only itched had turned into cysts shining with unidentafiable fluid. And now they burned.
The humiliated blue alien quickly scrambled to envelope his midsection in his cape again. Roxanne, Annabelle, and Megan all looked kind of green in the face. He was exeedingly ashamed, and magenta blush started to slither up his whole face.
"Oh dear, it's worse than I thought", the Voodoo Lady murmured. She yanked the cork out from the vial she held, opened up Megamind's cape, and thrust the contents onto his skin.
There was a sickening sizzling noise as it contacted with his skin.
"OWWW!" Megamind howled as he stumbled backwards onto the ground with searing pain swirling through his system. It only lasted a second, though.
Then he peeled away the cape and his skin was a pearly robin-egg blue once again.
"Well, what did you expect, ointment?" the doctress exclaimed, emphasizing that that had been no regular treatment.
Megamind stood up, but then immediately put a hand to his skinny pelvis in pain. He deflated. Even if this Voodoo Lady was incredibly powerful, she probably didn't have an antidote for death.
"Megamind, dear, there is no antidote for death. But there is one for imminent death", the doctress explained, reading his mind again.
"Give it to me…please?" the alien said immediately. He couldn't disguise the desperate tone in his voice. He gave a sober look at Annabelle, Megan and Roxanne.
But mostly at Roxanne. And she mirrored him, both anticipating that there was some tiny spark of hope that he could be cured.
Without a word, the woman waved the Staff in front of a cabinet reaching all the way to the ceiling, and the doors roughly flew open to reveal cauldrons, bottles, vials, and ladles of all sorts.
She pointed her Staff sharply to the other side where the ingredients resided, and almost bumped Megamind's nose. Then she flicked it back on the ground, and random materials floated to the table she stood in front of. Megamind gagged. Among her ingredients was a box of black widows.
"So, your purpose for finding me was to obtain my Staff, was it not?" She asked as she twisted open a flask of sickly brown liquid.
"Yes. And we heard you drive a hard bargain", Roxanne piped up, finding her voice at last. It still took some getting used to to be amid this magical hoopla.
"Oh, right you are Miss Ritchi", the Voodoo Lady affirmed. She tossed what looked like beetle wings inside her small cauldron where she was brewing Megamind's antidote. The blue genius looked like he would rather cuddle a tarantula than take that mixture.
"It will take one offering from each of you to reach my deal. This Staff is quite a powerful thing."
Roxanne was about to say that they were going to use that Staff to defeat Narcissa, but caught herself just in time. She still didn't know whether to trust this woman just yet.
"Be careful what you think, m'dear Roxanne", the doctress crooned, momentarily pausing from sprinkling what looked like pieces of fur inside Megamind's potion. He was starting to turn green as the mixture. Roxanne's jaw stiffened. She kept forgetting about this Voodoo Lady's prying mind.
"I'm sorry, but it's hard to really confide in anyone when so much evil has been happening… I've only just gotten used to being around anything out of a fairytale yesterday."
"I understand, m'dear", the Voodoo Lady sighed smoothly.
Megamind flinched (more like shuddered) when she spat a wad of saliva into his potion. Then she ladled it up and used a funnel to pour the mixture into a flask. After that, she used the Staff to direct some sort of incantation on it, and then handed it to Megamind.
"Use this potion wisely. It will cure any ailment execpt for open wounds and death. And It will take away Megan's half Shadow", she explained. Megamind, sensing no other thing to do, started to bring the bottle to his lips.
"Ah ah ah", the doctress chided gently. "It only works when I am not present. Come, sit and we will discuss the deal I have for you all."
Some unseen force pushed at Megamind's back firmly, and it sent him stumbling for a chair at the Voodoo Lady's table. She seated herself at the flat side of the half-moon shape of it, and her chair automatically scooted in for her. She rested her smooth chin in both her manicured, bony fingers.
"Please hurry up with this, Lady Gaga. I don't know how much longer I'll be able to keep my—AAGH!—Light form intact", Megan said. She flashed betweeen a Shadow and back to herself again, but the Shadow jump lasted longer this time around. Megamind had to grab her by the shoulders to hold down her evil rampage not brought up on her own at all.
"Relax, all of you. It will work better if you relax…" The Voodoo Lady crooned, and with a swoop of her hand, everyone had cups of tea in front of them as she had promised.
"What will work better?" Megamind murmured curiously.
"You will see soon enough.
"But on different matters, why do you all require my Staff?"
The Rebels racked their heads for answers. If she really was an ally of Narcissa, then Megamind didn't want to let loose some information not to be open with people not to be trusted.
So they all erased the very important from their current thinking, in case the Voodoo Lady was scanning their minds at that very moment.
Which made something else come to mind.
"Voodoo Lady?" Megamind asked slowly. "Do you have a real name?"
"Alas, I do not", she said. "But I have given myself one. I am now to be known as Lady Andromeda, and nothing else."
Why was Megamind not surprised? She had to come up with something as mysterious as Andromeda.
"So Adromeda, we need to make that deal, and the reason why we need your Staff is—"
"I know why", she said. Andromeda added a wink of her long lashes for good measure. Megamind almost choked on his tea, which he also hoped was not drugged like the alcohol in chardonnay.
"Narcissa does fear the Staff. You were wise to come to me. I can play nice this time and be… generous."
"Does that mean you'll also give us Eboni?" Annabelle asked, eagerness brimming momentarily in her violet eyes.
"Perhaps", Adromeda said gently. On the outside, she maintained her calm composure. In her eyes, though, she was teasing all of them terribly.
"You. Are you ready to negotiate first, or do I need to come back for you after I'm done?" Andromeda pointed at Megamind, and he drew back from her bony finger a bit.
"As ready as I'll ever be", Megamind said, a confident smile growing across his face. He looked equally dramatic with his neon green eyes slitted through his coiling black leather mask, making him look overall very smoldering.
"Ok. First, I'll be nice and give you these."
Megamind gasped in happy surprise when Andromeda handed him his Dehydration Gun, and his Disguise Generator that Narcissa had also confiscated before.
"How did you find these?" Megamind could only ask as Annabelle conjured up a holster for his gun. He put it safely there, happy to now have that comforting weight against his skinny thigh that he almost forgot about. And then he buckled his watch around his thin wrist like he usually did. He had missed these things, and now he could put them to large use with what he was dealing with.
"So that's what Narcissa stole from you…" Megan said, examining his inventions from across the table. She flashed to a Shadow and back, then weakly said, "…cool."
"So what do you want from me?" Megamind asked, steepling his fingers almost unconsciously, like he did sometimes when he was serious, or mischevious.
"Well, I know you are a superior mechanic…capable of devising a machine for almost anything. Except for that reset button, you're right the science is impossible…" Andromeda said, reading the alien's mind.
"And you want…?"
"Yes, well, those brainbots of yours are quite capable, are they not?"
"Of course!" Megamind boasted. "I have brainbots that specialize in particular things. Patrolling, nursing, even some that are like little maids. Plus they love to fetch wrenches."
"You have thousands", Andromeda stated.
"Yes. Like thousands of robotic dogs, I may add", Megamind informed the doctress. He was actually starting to enjoy talking to her, to his own surprise. He was trying to obtain a Staff here.
"Well, I would like one to help me organize potions, keep track of my potion recipies, and spellbooks, and also order my magical artifacts."
It didn't take long for Megamind to process the type of brainbot to specialize in that area.
"So you need one that is a master at organization", Megamind finished.
"Exactly. And it's plasma ball body will have purple sparks inside. It will have an excellently crafted crest made of either bronze or silver. It will have no spikes or fins. It's claws will have blue studs of any kind of stone, even artificial. Please note, I'm being nice to you on this", Andromeda explained what she wanted for her customized brainbot. Megamind merely nodded at her likings.
"Anything else?" he offered just to make sure.
"A device capable of labeling unknown substances would be perfect."
"Done", Megamind agreed, feeling smug. He could do all of that, no problem.
"Very good."
Megamind suddenly started to feel something creeping across his skinny thighs. He was afraid to look down, but did anyway.
He let out a strangled cry.
There were two blue snakes, thin and streamlined, coated with sapphire feathers slithering across his lap. Their long forked toungues darted in and out, and Megamind felt a few more snakes tickle at his bare chest and waist and both his arms.
They tightened around him, strapping him firmly to the upholstered chair.
Everyone stared at him, including Andromeda. And she had a strangely smoldering look in her creepy eyes.
Megamind grimaced.
"What the Tesla do you think you're doing, Andromeda…?"
But she didn't hold the look for long. Soon the others were entwined in anything from the same colored serpents to gross-looking tentacles.
"What the heck, Andy?" Megan cried, wriggling in her hold of a fiery red anaconda, suspisciously suggesting to squeeze the daylights out of the fairy at any given moment. It raised its scaly head and hissed menacingly in her ear.
"You know how I said I needed one thing from each of you to reach my deal?" Andromeda asked with a rhetorical tone that was also quite sneaky.
No one answered.
"Well." She stood up from her chair, and everyone else's chairs automatically swiveled to face the main part of the room.
"I lied. So yes, you get the Staff, and you get your little Rebel friend back."
Andromeda pointed to a statue of a strange girl embossed in the ceiling. The statue was life-sized, and Megmind could'nt quite make out all her specific features, but he did see she had a sunken face and short hair. Her eyes were closed, her arms stuck out in a crucifix.
She stuck her Staff out at the girl, and a purple beam shot from the orb at the top of the stick. It hit the statue, and the wood started to almost melt away as the girl was further revealed. When the wood was completely gone, the statue came to life as the girl yelped in sursprise and fell to the floor.
She raised her head.
"What the bloody crucifix happened… Annabelle? Megan? Who are these guys? Why did Andromeda set me free all of a freakin' sudden?" the girl said. That must've been Eboni. Her hair was tousled, and black streaked with stripes of white. She wore very heavy purple eyeliner, a cropped top, raggedy skirt, and combat boots all in black or gray. She was very emo-looking.
Megamind could glimpse two sharp fangs brushing against her bottom lip.
"Eboni, no time to explain fully—"
Annabelle was interrupted of her warning when Andromeda directed her Staff at Eboni, and she was thrust roughly into an unseen chair next to Megan. Black feathered cobras immediately encircled her.
"I have important matters to deal with you, Megamind", Andromeda practically purred as she approached him.
She slapped a bony hand atop his head firmly. Her nails dug into the skin of his blue scalp, making Megamind yelp in pain.
"I have something I should tell you, Blue Boy", Andromeda said with a sly undertone. What was she up to?
"Roxanne doesn't want you."
"What?"
"What?" Megamind could only murmur from shock at this statement that came without warning. "But that's not possible she said—"
Megamind's pupils dilated when Andromeda pushed her hand harder on his head. She was…brainwashing him.
"Megamind! Don't listen to her! She's—rgh—forcing you into it!" Roxanne cried in desperation.
"Why are you doing this, Andromeda?"
"Just to see the outcome", the doctress said with a wicked smile. Her fingers curled into his blue scalp even harder, until little beads of blood started to appear. Megamind didn't flinch. He sat stock still, as if nothing were happening at all.
His eyes started to stain purple.
"She doesn't really love you in your alien body", Andromeda hissed into his ear. Megamind didn't react, but it wasn't his fault when he took the words into account.
"DON'T LISTEN TO HER!" Roxanne screeched.
"She'd like you much better if you were… normal. No oversized head. No blue skin. Just a normal man, for her to have a normal life with…"
"That's not true!"
But Megamind couldn't listen to anything else but Andromeda.
"Listen to me", Andromeda growled, snatching his chin in her bony hand.
"Roxanne doesn't love you."
Andromeda finally took her hand off of Megamind's head, and he started gasping for air. Then all she had said to him started to sink in, even though it was all lies.
"Roxanne… you don't… love me?" Megamind almost whimpered as the neon green snapped back into his irises. The eyes looked at Roxanne with newfound sadness; forced sadness, actually. They even looked shiny with the tinge of oncoming tears. Roxanne almost died when she connected the exact same look with the night she had dumped him in the rain; all those harsh words and anger. They had just poured out of her, and onto Megamind. Poor, misunderstood Megamind.
She could see his Adam's Apple bob as he swallowed the lump in his throat. From time to time, purple flickered across his green eyes, indicating he was still under enchantment.
"You don't love me."
This time, Megamind simply stated it instead of asking her disbelievingly.
"She doesn't, Megamind, you're right", Andromeda said silkily as she sidled up to the decreipt-looking alien and stroked the back of his neck in mock comfort.
"I knew it. I knew it… all along." Megamind mused. His eyes flickered again.
"I'm… I'm an alien. She's a human. Chemistry between us is highliy unlikey."
It was what he had said all those weeks before to Minion. What he had let go mere moments after saying it, but now it was all coming back to settle in his mind, even though these feelings were being forced.
All the Rebels in the room gasped, while Eboni merely sat idle, unable to digest what was going on. Roxanne wanted to clap a hand over her mouth, but they were bound by coral snakes.
"You hear that, Roxanne!" Andromeda exclaimed with a phsychotic smile She stalked over to the poor brunette and jerked her chin upwards with one swift movement of her Staff.
"You… you…" Roxanne couldn't come up with harsh enough words to say to the witch doctress. What she had just wreaked upon Megamind was absolutely despicable beyond description.
"NYAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Andromeda cackled wildly as she removed the Staff from underneath Roxanne's chin and nimbly hopped down the short steps that led to her séance table. Her chocolate hand glowed pink, and then equally pink smoke began to emanate from the palm.
She flicked her had downwards, and in a shower of blinding fireworks, shiny betles spiraled up from where the smoke pelted on the carpeted floor. There was an eerie sound playing somewhere while she did it; almost as if it were a planned movie soundtrack.
Three vials with the most disgusting liquid inside one could ever imagine rose up from the floor without warning amidst the smoke.
Andromeda snatched a particularly disgusting vial from the small collection and waved it in Megamind's face. He stared at it blankly as ever. There was something almost ghostlike about his lifeless expression; something that was beginning to break Roxanne's heart.
"I guarantee this will fix your dillemma, Little Boy Blue", Andromeda grinned.
"Now listen to me. Take this potion when you leave my chamber. Be amazed at the results. Roxanne will love you once again."
"Roxanne will love me once… again… ARGH!" Megamind parroted in a flat tone, but then tried to escape from the hold of the trance.
It was futile.
"Andromeda, whatever you're going to do to him, it's not going to alter how I care for him! I love him just the way he is! Is there something wrong with that?" Roxanne exclaimed, writhing in the grip of the coral snakes.
"No, nothing wrong my dear Miss Ritchi!" Andromeda said, becoming more insane-looking by the second. "Just a little experiment, is all!"
"Why does the stupid experiment have to be on mine and Megamind's relationship, anyway?" Roxanne was legitimately baffled.
"Don't you know evil when you see it?"
That voice. It was familiar… it wasn't Andromeda…
It sounded like a twisted Roxanne.
The pink eyes were an inch from her blue ones in a second.
"You again!" Roxanne breathed.
The Shadow's pink eyes suggested she was smiling evilly.
"AAAAUGH!"
Roxanne looked down the line of Rebels pinned in their seats. The whole lot of them were screaming, for their shadow forms loomed over them…
In their zombie forms, bloodied and gnarled, and gem-eyed. Now they had an appeal more like a demon the way they were smiling like a person all but insane.
Megamind's Shadow, Roxanne could see, was flailing his spider legs all around in attempt to spook the real Megamind. It worked, and occaisionally the Shadow lashed his slimy, dripping, tencacle-like tongue out and flicked it about in front of Megamind's face. Occasionally, he reacted and grimaced, but when the purple came back in his eyes, he was ghostlike.
"Evil… yes, Miss Ritchi, you should know when you see it."
Andromeda, with a wave of her wrist, freed all the Rebels from the hold of the snakes and tentacles. Everyone's Shadows disappeared into thin air. They all fell to their knees, for the chairs had vanished as well.
"Here", Andromeda thrust the Staff at Megamind, who caught it just when his eyes turned green again. He frowned at her, now knowing that she had something up her sleeve… but what? She was almost as clever as Narcissa.
Andromeda yanked Megamind to his feet, and slipped the mysterious potion inside the holster where he had his newly found Dehydration Gun.
"Take this potion if you ever want to be happy again", the crazed doctress murmured into his ear.
Before Roxanne could so much as say one word of protest, Andromeda snapped her fingers loudly, and they all disappeared into a mass of (guess?) purplish smoke.
The doctress stood her ground, pleased with herself. She had taken care of her first victims in a long while. And they had simply fallen into her lure, hoping to uncover some help. And they did get some, but it also came with a curse.
For Megamind had no idea what the potion was about to wreak upon him.
"Did you do it?"
Andromeda had been expecting her. The doctress spun around on her heel to face the candy floss-haired Narcissa.
"Of course, milady", Andromeda purred as she drew the fake Staff out from nowhere. The absolutely powerless purple smoke swirled inside the orb just as authentically as the real one.
"Those filthy little Rebels don't stand a chance against me now. Not that they ever did anyway", The trillionaire sighed as she took a puff of air from her skinny pipe.
"So do I get the throne next to you when we rule the world?" Andromeda smiled, leaning against the fake Staff.
"Maybe, my dear. Maybe."
So whose side is Andromeda on? To tell you the truth, none. A made her a sort of... Malinche, if you know what I mean ;)
Trust me, there will be more Eboni, and more Eckere in the chapters that follow... for now, I need to get to work on Megamind drinking that mysterious potion...
What do YOU think it'll do to... ok... that was retarded. There was a hint in there that said it would turn him human -_- Sheesh, I'm so distracted.
Warning: next chapter may be a bit gross, following Megamind's painful transformation. CURSE YOU, SALAD FINGERS! YOU HAVE SCARRED MY MIND FOREVER!
So now there's two things to search for if you had no idea what I meant. Look up salad fingers on youtube...Malinche on Google...if you possibly DARE! *shivers from mental scarring*