Into the Prison!
The Three Evil Humans?
"Finally, some actually good looking girls," grumbled Xander as Bridget, Melody, and Helena finally caught up to them. The crew looked over at Mischa, the only other female meister that was with them at the moment.
"I'm fine with that. If anything its a compliment to me," said Mischa as she brushed her long purple hair out of her eyes. The gang took a few more seconds to stare at her in disbelief and try to figure out what she meant by that. The girls tried to figure out whether or not it was an insult.
"Now that we are all here, let's go get May!" commanded Michael. He paused as he looked back on them. Despite them all being together, it was clear that none of them were on the same page. Semper looked rather uninterested in the mission and clearly more interested in returning home and Mischa wanted to get going and seemed rather impatient. His eyes drifted over to Melody and her group.
Her eyes were ready for the fight, but her body obviously wasn't. She was using a makeshift walking stick and splint and she was drooped down low, obviously exhausted from all the problems they had encountered while on this mission. Bridget had an unbridled enthusiasm as well as the physical state to back it up, but she had some sort of cockiness to it. She looked like she thought the rest of the group was holding her back and right now Michael didn't blame her. Helena was the worse so far in terms of enthusiasm, she may be in better shape then Melody, but she looked like she was exhausted. Despite just catching up to them for a few minutes, she was sitting on the ground with an expression of half sleep and half bored.
That left just him and Ash. Ash didn't seem to be in a very great state. He had fought for a long time just to make sure they got here in time and the fatigue was showing. Not to mention their close run-in with Vigrid was obviously wearing down on him. The sudden mental shock of Vigrid's Madness Wavelength probably destroyed the hardened mentality and the rush of adrenaline he had from charging through the base and killing the large horde of Evil Humans.
The only person left in question was Michael. Luckily, his artificial body didn't quite feel fatigue, but like all machines too much activity in such short time wasn't good for their components. He pushed his weight forward and onto one foot and immediately noticed the difference. His body was far from its optimum processing. He had been doing a lot of close combat lately too, something his body and mind weren't used to. The stress from it was showing.
The thought had been weighing on him ever since they heard the news about May's execution. Would Vigrid just let that information leak? It seemed fairly important and he didn't think Vigrid was stupid...Lord Death seemed to hold him in high regards, so he should too. If that was the case this could be a trap. It made sense. Get them heated up over the news, make them rush in recklessly and then boom! Deal with them all at once...if that was the case they'd need all the energy they could muster...buuuttttt...Vigrid was gone. If they waited and passed up this opportunity of Vigrid's absence from the prison they would be the stupid ones, especially if there wasn't a trap.
"Come on!" shouted Bridget at Michael, snapping him out of his thought process. "We came here to save May and unless I'm missing some brilliant plan standing here and doing nothing isn't saving her!"
Michael looked at the rest of the group and they all nodded in agreement. They moved forward towards the prison cell and pressed it open. As soon as the door was halfway open there was a brilliant flash of white light. The group backed up, stumbling over their own feet as they closed their eyes and threw their hands in front of their faces to block the light. Michael flinched as he heard something slam into the ground with a thud, followed by a scream from Helena. She must've been knocked down. He tried to regain his senses, but couldn't as another thud was heard and another as his teammates slowly began to be taken down and knocked to the floor.
Michael had just barely recovered in time to see a red blur run into him. Michael hit the ground with an even louder thud then the others. "Crap," he heard a voice hiss, "it looks like we got wrong information. I heard about three kids running about and making a mess, but I count seven! What the hell, Vigrid, lousy information network...I guess some Evil Humans just can't count all too well."
Michael tried to stumble around and stand up again, but then he heard something else, a low buzz. He tried to place where he had heard it before, but couldn't as he lost his footing and fell back down to the ground. He didn't remember being hit, but then again his feeling of pain was greatly dulled. "What's happening who are you?"
"'Who are you?' he asks," mocked a voice. A second slightly chipper voice chimed in, "should we tell him? Huh, huh, huh, should we tell him?" The original voice the one that talked about the information network hissed back, "he's just a lowly human. He doesn't deserve to hear about us!"
Michael paused for a second as he thought about it. There were three voices...they said they had only heard about three intruders. Vigrid put them here in order to trap them. The flash of light only helped to further aid that. Once knocked down they could easily take them down as long as they stayed standing. They needed to stand-up too if they wanted a fighting chance. Michael struggled to his feet, his vision still hadn't returned, but he saw two familiar blobs, that he assumed were Bridget and Mischa, also trying to stand, but once more he was knocked down. Something was wrong though, the way he was knocked down was weird. He didn't feel any pressure or power being blown into him, its more like he just lost his footing.
"They are still trying! Look at the little cute meisters," said the mocking voice, this time with the same annoying tone you would use with a baby or puppy.
"Ooh, yes, yes, yes!" chimed the last voice again. "They are still trying! I say we finish them here and now! No reason to wait, no, no, no!"
"Quiet you two!" hissed the voice. "Don't you know anything? Vigrid wants us to capture them! They could become valuable bargaining chips later on! We should just separate them...put the weapons in one room away from the meisters! With them we'll have fourteen hostages! There's no way Lord Death would let that many students die, he'd have to admit to some form of exchange!"
Michael blinked as his vision started to return. The blobs that were his friends had gradually returned to regular humans with arms and limbs. They were still blurry, but he was capable of telling them apart through the colors of their clothing or hair. There didn't seem to be anything severe about them from what he could tell there was no blood or missing limbs. He just needed to focus on the Evil Humans for now.
He brought his attention forward. He was immediately taken back, he tightened his guard and swiveled his head from side-to-side. Was he losing it? He could've sworn he had heard at least three voices, but in front of him was only one man. The man was slender and was wearing a bright red skin-tight jumpsuit. His face was hidden by a mask with three separate holes for eyes, but there was only a light behind one of them. His hair was similar to Mischa's, but rather then just two colors it had three. He had a short blonde on the left, the hair in the middle was long and a fiery red while the one of the far right was black and kind of scraggly.
"I thought I heard three voices," questioned Melody beating Michael to the punch. Michael nodded as did a few of the other students.
"Its just him!" shouted a fourth voice. The gang swerved their head over to the side. It was May! She looked a little bit worse for the wear with a couple of bruises and whelps, most of which seemed recent, but other then that she seemed to be in good enough shape. "He's been there talking to himself all this time! He's freaking insane!"
"MAY!" shouted the crew as they noticed her. They all tried to get up, they succeeded, but as soon as they took one step, they all collapsed back down to the ground, their feet getting tangled up as they moved. They all thudded to the ground. They paused and checked their feet and legs as they tried to figure out what happened. They shouldn't have fell.
The mask on the Evil Human moved slightly. The single lit-up eye rotated around to another hole, lighting it up. "Why? Why do you choose to insult us so," chimed the last voice with a slightly depressed tone. "Why do you monkeys call us insane?"
The small lit-up eyes moved to yet another hole. "Its cause they are jealous! Jealous of how awesome we are! We the three brothers who murdered over 21 people! The DWMA never got wind of our antics and we were able to do whatever we wanted to our poor victims! We are the Triple Killers!"
The name registered briefly in Michael's head. "I heard about you! There was a case awhile back in some small town about a killer. I don't know the specifics, but the rumors said that what would happen is there would be no action for awhile and then three bodies would show up beheaded in the town's cemetery."
"That's right," said the Evil Human, with its cruel hissing voice, as the third hole in his mask lit up brightly. "My brothers and I all have our own unique tastes, but we do everything together, so it became hard to kill. We needed to abduct three women, one for each of us, and then we killed them together! Just like a family should!"
"Pretty messed up family if you ask me," mocked Xander. "Couldn't you just play a video game together or something? I can suggest a couple if you want." Melody quickly slapped him aside the head. They still weren't on their feet, so it was a very light tap, but it still got Xander's attention.
"You, uh, haven't put it together yet, have you?" asked Melody. Xander looked over and glared at her. Melody shook her head and went on to explain. "There's only one Evil Human here, not three brothers. And I never heard of three people fusing together before, have you?"
"Only in anime," responded Xander with quick quip.
"Urgh...anime aside, humans don't fuse together. If I remember they said the Triple Killers...the main suspect was three brothers that lived on the outside of the town...however, when they went there to arrest them they found two dead bodies," said Melody. "The police assumed that those two chickened out and wanted to quit with killing and the third one didn't want them to, afraid they were going to turn him in, he killed them."
"I didn't kill them!" shouted the Evil Human with his hissing voice. "I didn't kill my brothers!" The light switched to the other one. "He didn't kill us," he chimed. "Its just the stinking cops' side of the story. There's no way he'd do that! He's our big brother."
"Yup..." muttered Xander, "he's insane."
First off, there is no such thing as the Triple Killers...at least I don't think. If there is I really am psychic! I shall use these powers for evil and not good!
Also, I plan on switching my profile pic later on this week! Good idea?
