Now for the next chapter.
Special thanks to Tracker78, Fangface the Second, and Fanatic97 for their ideas! :D
Joshua: …is that a good thing? Should I be concerned for my life?
Tracker: *roughly patting him on the shoulder* Just. Wait.
Me: Traaack- keep in mind it's just a story!
Tracker: I know. *still giving Joshua a suspicious glance* I'm just 'rehearsing' for in case it really DOES happen.
Fanatic: *having baseball bat* Can I help?
Joshua: …Uh, I have to rehearse too! *takes off in a sprint*
Tracker: Josh, we were kidding!
Fanatic: …We were?
Me: *motions to friends* …My siblings, folks XD
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Shizuo stood in the alley. His chase with Izaya had ended two hours ago, and he recalled his thought of returning to the alley.
No new clues. Not that any would still be lying around a month after the incident.
He turned down the street, deciding to go home…
That's when he heard crying.
He looked around, seeing someone on the sidewalk, crying over a body. He rushed over. "What happened?!" he asked. It was a young boy, standing by an old woman.
"My grandma… w-we were just walking home from a movie, when suddenly… suddenly she fell, and blood started coming out of her head! I-I don't have a cell-phone... c-call an ambulance or something!"
Shizuo did so, giving the destination. He watched as the boy cried over the body… weeping about how his grandmother was the only one who could take care of him…
…
It looked the same as the one from the video the twins showed him.
He looked around the area… then took out his cell-phone, sending a text message to Celty.
[Tell the flea the bastards are back in the city]
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The group entered the Kirijo mansion half an hour later. Mitsuru met them in the corridor, having some files in her hand. "There you are. I've been going over some records sent to me from the lab," she said, giving a smile. "And I have some good news. The scientists said that the effects of the Destabilizer are only temporary; depending on the dosage, it should wear off in a matter of three weeks,"
"But… it's been a month now, and my powers haven't returned." Joshua replied.
"Same," WG added.
Mitsuru pondered a bit. "Luna-san," she looked at WG. "As I recall, you had a Persona in highschool. You also developed laser-vision in your teens, as well as the ability to make portals. There is also the fact of your amazing strength…"
"She also knows magic, has a Familiar, and getting hit by a truck barely phases her." Swaine added. Everyone looked at him. "…What? I was making sure she knew everything."
"Wait wait wait WAIT- Wherever Girl had a Persona?! When?!" Fangs questioned.
"Her senior year at Gekkoukan High… She hasn't written the story yet," Junpei said with a shrug.
Mitsuru cleared her throat. "With all these traits in mind," she said firmly, before someone could distract from the subject. "Your attackers may have used a large dose on you, so it may be a few more days before your powers return."
"No kidding," WG muttered.
Mitsuru turned to Joshua. "Phrygianos, exactly what kind of powers did you possess? Perhaps once they return, they will be of use for our mission. Surely if it has been this long and they have yet to return, your skills must have been of great magnitude."
Joshua gave a smirk. "Well, I'm not one to brag, but I AM a powerful Qwaser-" he began to boast… though noticed WG giving him a hard look. He paused, heaving a great sigh as he shook his head. "Actually… I'm a Roentgenium Qwaser."
"Qwaser? Please elaborate."
"It's almost like Avatar: The Last Airbender… only not as well-written and most of the characters are horrible." WG replied. "Rather than just having the four basic elements of earth, wind, fire, and water, Qwaser abilities involve elements from the periodic table."
"So… it's like a chemical right?" Fangs grinned. "What does it do? Knock people out? Make things explode?"
"You slept through chemistry class in high school, didn't you?" Puggsy commented.
"From my understanding, roentgenium is an unstable compound; since it is not found in nature and has the stability of 3.5 seconds, it is rather useless." Mitsuru said.
Joshua stood there in chibi-annoyance. "…thank you for your commentary…" he groused.
"But if his power isn't that strong, why would they use the drug on him at all?" Junpei questioned.
"Well… at the end of Season 2 he manages to get the powers of Gold- but in the manga he ends up 'unworthy' of using the power and ends up getting his arm cut off before it can kill him." WG said, then turned to the audience. "For any Seikon no Qwaser fans reading this, sorry for the spoilers."
"I don't think that had anything to do with it…" Joshua said, trying to think; he shut his eyes tight, grimacing as he developed a headache, trying to think back. "There was some reason they used it on me… but I can't remember. Dammit!"
"You'd better get that memory of yours working," Freddy sneered.
"I'm trying, alright?! My mind's just so fucked up right now... every time I try to think back, my memory gets hazy and I develop a migraine. It's like trying to remember what all you did after getting drunk!"
"Well unless these bastards spiked your drink, I see no reason why you shouldn't remember any important details!" Tracker sneered.
"Unless someone warped his mind," a voice said.
"Unless someone warped your mind!" Tracker paused, then looked over. "What the…?"
"KIFF!" Puggsy exclaimed, seeing his son walking in. He rushed over, giving him a quick hug before gripping him by the shoulders. "You need to go back to America. There's a couple of-"
"Rape-loving sadists running around Japan… I know. I had the displeasure of meeting them." Kiff interrupted.
"W-WHAT?!" WG cried out, rushing forth. "Sweetie, are you okay?! What happened?! What did they do to you?!"
"They didn't do anything to me- but they did try to make Spike Spiegel have foreplay with a school-girl. I was flying overhead when I spotted the scene, and managed to cut in before they could get his pants off. I was going to fry their asses, but they got away." He bit his lip, his eyes watering. "…I read their minds… I saw what they d-did to you…"
"Oh, Kiff…" Puggsy said, wincing.
Kiff shook his head. "But I learned some things about them. They have their own powers- the man has this kind of 'brain hack' ability. He used it to make Spike… do something… to this girl."
"So they can control minds!?" Junpei exclaimed, clutching his head.
"No one's getting their hands on MY brain!" Fangs said, covering his head with his arms.
"You two don't have any, so I think you'll be fine." Swaine commented. Tracker elbowed him.
"Not exactly… Spike was still in there- I mean, they could make him do stuff, but he didn't want to do it. That's how I managed to get in his head and help break the guy's control." Kiff said.
"Kiff, you have telepathy, telekinesis, laser-vision, portal-powers, the ability to fly… and due to an imprint from FF2, you're part Time Lord." Fanatic said, then threw his arms up in the air. "SO WHY THE HECK DIDN'T YOU KILL THEM?!"
"I was GOING to…!" Kiff clenched his fists. "After seeing their minds… seeing what they've done… I wanted to… But the woman has this power- it's like the man's, only rather than hacking a mind, she can make the brain implode from the inside. She almost did it to me until Spike shot her!"
"So one kind of controls minds, and the other makes brains explode… Geez, sounds like a devilish-duo from a comic-book!" Junpei commented.
"Again, I don't want you here right now." Puggsy said, gripping Kiff by the shoulders once more. "Go home until we let you know it's safe. I can't let anything happen to someone I care about, again!"
"…gee, glad I'M a priority…" Fangs muttered.
"There's no way in hell I'm going back. I'm sticking around until these sadists are wiped off the face of the earth!" Kiff sneered. "I mean c'mon, Dad- they made Joshua rape mom. You think I'm gonna let them get away with that?"
"Mom…? Dad…?" Joshua repeated, then developed a shocked look on his face. "GAAAHHH! YOU TWO HAVE A KID?! WHAT THE FUCK, WG?! I THOUGHT YOU WERE A VIRGIN!"
"I'm his SURROGATE mother, dumbass! Geez, we explained this in a previous chapter!" WG snarled, face-palming.
"Seriously? You'd think I'd have sex with WG?!" Puggsy said, grimacing in disgust.
"Yeah man, even for Fanfiction that's too weird. I mean, think of what their kid would look like!" Fanatic remarked. He paused, turning to Kiff. "…whoops."
"Kiff-san, did you learn anything else about the culprits?" Mitsuru asked.
"That's all I managed to get. However…" Kiff paused, thinking. "They dropped a pair of pink sunglasses. I don't know why, but I sensed they were important to them,"
"Pink sunglasses…?!" Joshua repeated, rushing over to Kiff. "Did you grab them?"
"No, I let Spike take them for a clue- it's HIS bounty after all."
"Dammit, they're an important asset! How are we supposed to learn what the big deal is about them if you didn't care you bring them along?!"
Kiff looked intensely at Joshua. "Because I know Spike is working for Izaya; Edward can analyze the glasses, send the feedback to the informant, who can tell us later. Plus I know Mitsuru wouldn't know anything about them, as they weren't made in the lab."
Mitsuru looked at him, stunned. "How-"
"Mind-reading."
Mitsuru glared. "I would prefer you not prod into others' mentality, Kiff-san."
"Note taken, Mitsuru-san." Kiff looked at Joshua. "I do have another solution. If I can get into Joshua's mind… well, maybe I can undo what that man did. He obviously did something to your mind so you couldn't recall anything- perhaps I can use my powers to restore it."
"You can do that…?" Joshua said, then gripped his head. "W-Will it hurt?"
"Nahh- it only hurts when I want to make your head explode."
Joshua gulped.
Kiff grabbed his head, pulling him down to eye-level. "Now hold still- and stop having panicky thoughts, I need to concentrate." He shut his eyes, beginning to delve into Joshua's psyche…
'Are you there?'
"Whoops, hang on, got a mental-message!" Kiff said, turning away.
"Mental what…?" Puggsy questioned.
"There's another person who can… well, she knows how to brain-hack, so in a way we can communicate telepathically. Hold on," he began to concentrate, voicing himself in order to keep his thought-process clear. "Yes I'm here… no, I had to stop and see them… thanks for understanding. Oh! By the way, your boyfriend is here…~" He paused, looking at Junpei. "Your girlfriend says 'Hi',"
Junpei's eyes widened. "CHIDORI?! You're psychic-pen-pals with my girlfriend?!" he questioned.
Kiff was already back to his mental-conversation. "Ha ha, yeah he's freaking out. … Okay, see you soon." He blinked a couple times (perhaps a sign to show he 'hung up'), and turned to the others. "Sorry, Chidori was worried about me after I had an emotional breakdown an hour ago."
Everyone exchanged looks. "Um, okay then…" Freddy commented.
"So, back to the whole memory-restoration thing…?" Vincent stated, motioning his finger in a loop-fashion for emphasis.
Kiff turned to Joshua, trying to do the process again… then sighed. "Joshua… it's kind of hard to search your mind when you're mentally begging for forgiveness over and over again."
"Excuse me for having a lot on my mind," Joshua muttered, then lowered his voice. "In case you didn't know, everyone here hates me- your mother especially! (and I'm pretty sure your dad wants to kill me in my sleep),"
"Listen… I know they don't really hate you. They're just trying to get over what's happened." He put a hand on Joshua's chest. "I can read hearts too… I can tell they don't harbor hatred towards you, and I can tell you would never do something like this- maybe have a few perverted tendencies, but never hurt anyone."
Joshua winced. "…you must see something we don't."
"It's a gift." Kiff walked around him. "We can try again tomorrow. In the meantime, I think we should all rest," he turned to Mitsuru. "In the meantime, do you have any information I should know about Gekkoukan High, Mitsuru? I read the pamphlet, but I thought I'd ask in case there was something more I should know,"
"What?! You're going to Gekkoukan High?!" Vincent exclaimed.
"Yeah- they had this exchange program so I signed up for it for my senior year,"
"(Like mother like son)," Swaine commented.
"(Please don't say that)," Puggsy muttered in response.
"Suh-weet! We can be Dorm-Mates!" Junpei exclaimed. "Hey, Kiff-"
"No I am NOT going to read the teacher's mind and send the answers to you telepathically during class," Kiff cut him off.
"...dammit. Why not?!"
"Let's. Just. Go to bed." Swaine said, firmly.
"I agree. It's getting late. We can continue our discussions in the morning," Mitsuru concurred. "I will have a spare-room prepared for you, Kiff-san."
"Thanks, but I'll bunk with my dad- he wants to give me a long lecture about jumping into the situation, as well as getting involved in an 'M'-rated story without his consent." Kiff replied with a shrug.
"Stop reading my mind before I can chew you out. C'mon!" Puggsy sneered, grabbing Kiff by the arm and walking off with him.
Kiff smirked, deciding to put on an act. "But Daaaaaaaad! I wanted to help! You never let me join in when things get gritty! I'm 18, I can handle it…!"
"Shut it or I'll show you a mental image of your mother and I's wedding night!"
"Alright alright! Geez…! How can I show my maturity if you won't let me get involved in mature stuff?"
"When you prove your maturity I'll let ya…!"
Everyone walked to their rooms. "Poor Kiff," Junpei commented, grinning and nudging Joshua. "Good thing we already come from M-material and don't have to deal with that grief, right?"
"Think again," Swaine said, having a hand on Junpei's shoulder and shoving him forth.
"Ow! Hey, watch it!"
WG followed behind. Vincent walked beside her. The authoress was uneasy, still remembering what she had said to him in Ikebukuro…
"You passed your room," the Black Alchemist said.
"Huh?" she responded, looking over at him standing by an open door. "My room's down the hall…"
"Not anymore." He nodded to the doorway. Hesitantly she walked over…
Seeing Joshua was already in the room. The two looked at each other and back at Vincent.
"Vince… What's going on?" WG questioned.
"Isn't it obvious? You two will be sharing a room," Vincent said, shrugging. "Under supervision of course."
"WHAT?" Both victims shouted. "You're making me stay with him?!/She hates my guts!/Have you lost it?!/What kind of therapy is this?!/I can't be around him or anyone right now!/This can't work!"
Vincent snapped his fingers, intensely enough that the two quieted themselves. "I understand there is no time limit for grief. I know you both are still deal with this dilemma… but the problem lies with your choices. You are choosing to harbor this sense of guilt and hatred, and it's eating you alive, letting it overshadow your minds."
"Oh like you never felt the same way!" WG sneered.
He gave her a dark look. "I have, and that's precisely why I'm doing this. I know what happens when you let darkness control you- letting your hatred and grief overtake your heart, changing you for the worst. Soon you think it's the only way to settle things- get into fights, make others bleed, lose control and let your rage take over… and losing a part of your humanity.
"Is that what you two want? Do stoop to their level? I want to catch them as much as you do- I want to make sure they can't hurt anyone ever again… But if you let their actions affect your mind, then- even if you kill them- they win. That's their end goal- to screw you up with hatred, guilt and grief, to make you feel you have no control, to make you feel weak.
"I know we're all making progress in tracking them down… but neither of you are making progress in recovering; you keep letting them get in your heads."
"So… how does making us share a room help?" Joshua questioned.
"If you two can manage to stay in the same room without snapping from anxiety, it will be a start in overcoming your trauma." Vincent said, looking at Joshua. "You can't keep holding yourself responsible- there wasn't much you could do. What matters now is your help," he turned to WG. "And you can't let your hatred control your actions- you must seek peace more than vengeance."
"I guess you have a point…" WG muttered.
"It will take time. I know that. But you can't just linger like this. You have to make the first step sometime." He then began to leave the room. "Tracker and Freddy are going to stay with you tonight. If you need me, I'll be next door."
By this time, Tracker and Freddy walked in. "So what do you think of your new living arrangements?" Freddy joked.
"…I think I need a drink," Joshua said, uneasily.
"I think I need a cigarette," WG groaned.
"You don't smoke!" Tracker scoffed.
"Now's a good time to start," WG walked out onto the balcony.
Tracker growled in frustration. Freddy rested a hand on her shoulder. "I'll go with WG. You show Joshua to the kitchen," he calmly told her. She nodded.
As Tracker and Joshua walked out of the room, Freddy stepped out with WG. "Let me guess- stop beating myself up and get over it?" the authoress asked.
"More like, 'Stay strong and clear your head'. I'm on the same page as your boyfriend. Although…" he leaned in the doorway. "It will be hard for all of us to overcome our hatred for those two. Thankfully my exoskeleton is steel so they can't drug me, and rather than having a brain I have a data-chip in my skull… so unless they know how to take down a robot, they're gonna have a hard time dealing with me."
WG nodded.
"But I'll worry about them when the time comes. Right now, I want to make sure you can get over this."
"That's what everyone wants! Honestly, their concern only makes me feel worse…"
Freddy arched an eyebrow. "Would you rather we not give a fuck?"
WG sighed. "I don't know… I just… I want everything to go back to normal, even though I know it will never be the same again…" She looked over the railing, having a view of the beach. "Do you think I can move on?"
"That is up to you. You won't know unless you try," Freddy walked back into the room.
WG sighed, sitting down on a chair and looking up at the stars. Try, huh? …Exactly, how? She wondered. She stuck her hands in the jacket pockets- realizing she had yet to return Swaine's jacket, having forgotten she was wearing it.
She shifted, feeling something in one pocket. She pulled out a small stone with a little angel inside it. A Healing Stone- FF2 had given it to her for Christmas one year… She winced- she would have to speak with him again and make amends.
She would have to make amends with everyone for her behavior…
The other thing she found was a wallet… but it wasn't the thief's. How did he get it?
She stood up, deciding to return it before she would forget again.
It was one way to start making amends with someone.
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Joshua and Tracker stepped into the kitchen, the older woman walking over to the cabinet and grabbing a glass, pouring cold water in it. She then set it on the table, standing on the side adjacent to where Joshua stood.
The Qwaser rubbed his arm, uneasily. She was being too… calm.
"Go on. Take it. I won't bite." She said, coolly.
Joshua looked at her, then hesitantly reached for the glass-
*BAM!*
"Gah!" He yelped, as a robotic paw suddenly slammed down, clamping on his arm.
"Keep in mind- I don't like what you've done to my sister." Tracker snarled, her she-wolf eyes glowing yellow.
"I-I told you! I didn't want to do it! It was-!"
"For your sister. I know, and I can sympathize… but you should have done more to fight back! A knife, a gun- something you could use to at least TRY to stop them…!"
"YOU THINK I DIDN'T TRY?!" Joshua snarled, tears rolling down his face again. "Kiff said they warped my mind… I know I tried- I must have done something, otherwise they wouldn't have done that! I knew something they didn't want me to remember… maybe… maybe I knew their weakness- I don't know! I tried using my powers, despite my weakness… I tried to fight… but I wasn't strong enough!
"There, I said it! I was too weak, so I did the only thing I could to make sure all my siblings would be okay… I had no powers, no weapons, no strength, no plan… so I had to do what they wanted. They fucked up my mind, I lost control, and became a puppet for their sick game! Now everyone hates me… your sister hates me- and she was a fan of mine!" he hung his head. "…you have a right to hate me. Like Mitsuru said… I'm worthless."
Silence lingered. He wondered if she were even listening.
Her grip remained on his arm.
In the reflection in the glass, he could still make out her hard gaze.
Finally she spoke. "You're only worthless if you don't try." She let out a sigh. "…I suppose I have no room to talk. There were times I felt too weak to do anything- I always felt useless… and I'm a werewolf-animatronic-hybrid! But every time things got tough, I wanted to give up. My old family barely supported me, I lost my husband, and it was hard to go on…
"But I never gave up. WG and the others always helped me pull through- we always helped each other out when times got hard. …That's why I'm so upset now- my little sister is going through something I wouldn't even wish on my enemies, and when I offer my support… she responds with hostility. I'm hard on you because…"
"I was involved. I understand." Joshua sighed. "Vincent is right… we're all letting this hatred cloud our minds, aren't we?"
"Yeah… I still hate what you did, but… I'll find it in my heart to forgive you. I'll try to let up."
"You are kind, Tracker. …now, um, can I have my arm back? I just got it back after the manga-series,"
"Oh, right!" Tracker released his arm, showing a large red mark where she had gripped him. She rubbed the back of her neck. "Sorry, I guess I don't know my own strength,"
"Heh, be lucky you have some," Joshua rubbed his arm.
Tracker leaned against the table. "So, how many siblings do you have? Are they all at that school?"
Joshua shook his head. "Only Jita. My other siblings are home."
"What about your parents?"
Joshua shook his head. "It's just us. Being the oldest, I took it upon myself to provide for them as best as I could."
"And you're okay with leaving them alone while you're gone?"
"They know how to take care of themselves, and we keep in-contact in case anything happens. …It's not easy, I worry about them every day, but I also have to trust that they'll be alright without me."
"How many do you have?"
"Four. I have a picture in my-" Joshua began to reach into his back pocket, then froze. "…shit, where is it?!" he checked both his pockets, his jacket. He began to hyperventilate. "M-My wallet is gone…!"
"C-Calm down! It must have fallen out somewhere,"
"Crap, I must have left it in Ikebukuro!" he rubbed his head. "What if someone took it? …Shit, what if those bastards found it?! M-My little brothers and sisters could be in danger…!"
"Joshua, calm down! We'll just retrace your steps and find it…"
"It's already been found." Came a voice… and they saw WG standing in the doorway.
Tracker blinked. "How long have you've been standing there?"
"Long enough…" She set the wallet on the table. "It was in Swaine's coat pocket. He must have found it,"
"Oh, thank God…" Joshua said, sighing with relief as he made sure everything was still in his wallet, counting all the pictures.
WG turned to Tracker. The two stood in silence.
Joshua grasped his wallet. "Um… you said Swaine found this? I should go thank him…"
"He's out like a rock now," came a voice as Junpei entered. "I should know- his snoring keeps me up,"
WG took off her jacket, handing it to him. "Here, you can give this back to him," she took a gun out of one of the inside pockets. Everyone looked at her. "…He said I could keep it until my powers returned."
Junpei put his arm around Joshua's shoulders. "C'mon, dude. If you're not tired, I can show you around."
"Um… okay…" Joshua said.
"Mind if I tag along?" Kiff asked as he entered. "Dad finally got finished reading me the Riot Act and said I could help with 'Joshua-Sitting' for the time being,"
"Oh, geez…"
"Sure. I can tell you all about Gekkoukan- mostly the girls that go there," Junpei said, nudging Kiff with his elbow while bouncing his eyebrows. "With me as a wingman, all the cuties will be lining up to meet ya!"
"…Namely to get away from you, right?"
Junpei gave him a look. "Very funny. …By the way, how long have you've been talking to my girlfriend?"
They walked out, leaving Tracker and WG alone.
Silence fell again.
The only sound came from down the hall as the two 'sentinels' spoke with one another (mostly Junpei demanding what all Kiff said to Chidori and vice-versa, and Kiff claiming they mostly made small-talk… if not teasing him with Chidori bringing up some 'secrets'). Joshua, they could imagine, was probably in the middle of the two, feeling uncomfortable.
Tracker looked at WG.
Her little sister looked uncomfortable as well.
"I'm sorry… for what happened on the boat." The authoress said at last. "I don't mean to be a bitch, it's just…"
"The sympathy makes you feel weak," Tracker guessed.
"…yeah. I want to get over this, but it feels difficult with everyone always smothering me with concern and reassurance and compliments… when really all I want is to move on. It just reminds me that it happened, y'know? …I appreciate the support. I do. But you have to give me space to breathe- let me get my thoughts together. If you keep showering me with sympathy, I'm just going to keep feeling sick."
"So what am I supposed to do? Act like everything is normal? That nothing happened?"
"…sort of. I mean, focus on finding those two assholes, but stop focusing on what they did to me. If you do… if WE do… then nothing will be alright. Our goal is to make sure it never happens again, right?"
"R-Right... But I also want to make sure-"
"I'll be okay, but it won't help if you keep worrying about me." She looked at the stone in her hand. "It won't be easy… but I'll get over this in time. For now, let's just make sure those bastards don't cause anymore hell."
Tracker sighed. "Alright, if you say so," she rested a paw on WG's shoulder.
The girl flinched. The she-wolf began to let go, until she grabbed her paw. "I-It's okay… Like I said, I'll be fine. I'll be fine." She then began walking. "Let's get back up to the room and get some sleep."
Tracker nodded, following her. Well, it's a start. She thought.
They were cut off in their path by Puggsy, who had a pissed-off expression. "Could you two help me find my whack-job of a son? He opened a portal and scrammified when I asked Brielle why she didn't tell me about his transfer,"
"What was her reason?" WG asked.
"She didn't know about it either!" Puggsy shook his head. "Kids these days- they turn 18 and suddenly they think they can go anywhere they please!"
"Pugs. You're 18… and you and my dad travelled the world dealing with monsters since 1978!" Tracker pointed out.
"Hey, my parents knew!"
"…Before or after you wound up on the 6 o'clock news?"
Puggsy groaned in exasperation. "Just help me find that rebel!"he pointed at WG. "I swear he gets it from you!"
The trio paused when they heard a duet of Flo Rida's "Turn Around" coming from the karaoke room.
"…I'm going to guess he's this way," Tracker quipped.
"You're gonna be singing 'My Funeral' when I get in there, young man!" Puggsy called, racing down the hall.
Tracker and WG exchanged a glance. "Well… at least things are getting a LITTLE back to normal," the she-wolf stated with a shrug.
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~Meanwhile…~
The two masked villains stood there. Only one of them wore pink sunglasses. They were standing in front of someone…
They were back in that alley…
"Now you're going to regret interfering with us-!" the man was saying. "And no one can save you this time!"
"Yes… no one even knows we exist. No one can stop us!"
*CRASH!*
A giant, reptilian foot came crashing down on them as Godzilla stomped on them.
"Surprise, motherfuckers!" the famous monster shouted… in the voice of Samuel L. Jackson.
ATF gasped, sitting up after the strange dream…
…
Only it wasn't entirely a dream, was it?
He looked around the room. All the girls were asleep. Quietly he slipped out, stepping outside and taking out his cellphone dialing.
"C'mon, pick up pick up pick up…!" he whispered in impatience. Finally someone answered. "Vincent. It's me. I know where they're going to strike next!"
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A/N: …Fanatic came up with the Godzilla twist XD I figured I'd include a little more humor in this chapter… but the drama is beginning to pick up again.
So we're starting to make [a little] progress in the recovery field… but question is, how long will it take?
Cameos *mentions*:
-Chidori (Persona 3)
-Brielle (my OC)