*Chapter 1: Some People Just Don't Quit*
Lights in a large cavern were lit. There weren't so in a very long time. In fact the entire subterranean complex hadn't been occupied for quite some time. Its owner silently walked around it in a brooding fashion. A lot of things were on his mind, but one thing was causing him to draw closer and closer to virtual insanity. And that subject rested on a certain project of his that failed miserably. The girl.
Dr. Vlad Frankeninni almost literally looked like hell. He had lost a lot of weight and appeared bonier than usual. The bags under his eyes were redder and almost unsightly and his eyes were mostly blood shot. He had not eaten much for months since the Incident occurred. He kept going over various plans that he himself had created and designed, but none fully satisfied him. So he crumpled them all up and tossed them into the now overflowing garbage can.
Frankeninni was hell bent on getting revenge on Rem Roth. Is was all he could think about. He was just itching to get his hands on her.
She'll pay. She'll pay dearly!
A drone walked over to him after performing its previously assigned errand.
"Complex up and running, sir." the drone said.
"Good. Get me whatever arsenals that are still functional." Dr. Frankeninni demanded.
"Yes, sir!"
If there were any arsenals still fully functional, he could scrap them together and make a better and bigger one.
This time, you won't escape me, little girl!
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At the Warner Bros. Studio, the Warner siblings were doing their usual gags inside their Tower. Dot and Yakko were at the kitchen table with Dot at a laptop and Yakko was reading a magazine while sipping some cola. Wakko was going around collecting random items to build a new contraption of his. Meanwhile, Rem was doing her usual reading of Devine Comedy whilst lounging on the couch. That is until Wakko decided to make the couch a part of his contraption. Rem plopping to the floor with a thud.
"Oops, sorry Rem." Wakko apologized.
"It's cool." the teen muttered. "I can see that we're gonna have pizza again."
"Yup!"
The middle Warner zipped off to complete his contraption while Rem let out a very heavy sigh. She had been in an irritable mood since the two weeks before. Rem went over to her bed and tossed her book onto it.
"Hey, what's eatin' ya?" Dot called out.
"Nothing..." Rem murmured. "You mind if I go out for a sec?"
"Oh yeah? Where ya off to?" Yakko asked as the teen opened shield-shaped front door.
"Somewhere that's nice and quiet."
"Oh, I get it." Dot said. "She needs her quiet time."
"...Right. So I'll be back shortly..."
With that, Rem exited the Tower and zipped out of the Studio without Ralph noticing. Only a few seconds after she had gone, Yakko stretched an arm out, grabbed a phone and dialed a number.
"This is Slappy Squirrel here. I ain't home so go away! If ya like to fax me, press the star key."
"Huh, looks like Slappy isn't home." Yakko said after hanging up. "Oh well."
Then Wakko took the phone and ran off.
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Rem walked into the park, silently hoping that no one else would be there. She needed to meditate. Badly. Or at least engage in some yoga. The weather outside was at least pleasant enough to help her cool off a bit. The warm wind never felt this good. Finally, she went to a spot at the base of a tree and laid in the grass. In her usual hobby, she stared up at the sky, watching the clouds above slowly move with the wind. Rem breathed in a huge and deep sigh, letting herself relax in the warm grass. Truthfully, she wanted to sort out the emotions that managed to get out and drive her mad and put them back aside. Then, Rem rose to her feet and began performing Zen Yoga. The sounds of nature put her mind at ease as she gracefully moved about. However, the memory of dancing with Yakko put a screeching halt to inner Nirvana. Which really irritated the hell out of Rem.
She let out a cry of fury, whipped out her katanna and sliced off a whole branch off of the tree behind her. The crashing sound of it landing onto the ground awoke a certain trio of pigeon snoozing on a bench.
"Zzzzz*snort* Eh? Wha-what's all the noise?" Bobby mumbled tiredly.
Rem took a look at her 'handy work' and scowled at herself.
Great. Now Mother Nature's gonna get back at me...
The teen got back into position and resumed where she left off. A few seconds later, she was met with the Goodfeathers who had gone to find what had caused the loud noise from before.
"Hey Rem, nice to see ya!" Bobby greeted.
"'Sup?" the teen answered.
"Eeeh, no hard feelin's about the super slicer right?" Pesto asked.
"Sure. I'm good."
"Now that ya mention it, we haven't see them Sparrows since then." Bobby pointed out.
"I see."
The pigeon trio watched the teen perform her Zen Yoga exercises in interest.
"Are ya doin' ballet, Rem?" Squit curiously and innocently asked.
Rem froze in place and made a thoroughly disgusted face with her left eye slightly twitching.
"Uh...no." she muttered. "It's Zen Yoga."
"Yeah, it's Zen Yoga! Ya demented ding-dong!" Pesto snapped at Squit before whacking him on the head.
"So is this for recreation?" Bobby inquired.
"Sort of." Rem replied. "It reduced my stress level."
"Heh, Pesto here could use some of that."
Pesto lowly growled at his blue headed associate's crack. Then a strange little event occurred in Rem's mind. She seemed to begin to recall some humor into her inner psyche. That instantly vanished when her sixth sense suddenly kicked in. A huge mechanical hand appeared out of nowhere, grabbed the tree by the trunk and ripped it out of the earth it was rooted to. Rem and the Goodfeathers jumped backwards out of pure reaction and instinct. Whilst Rem stood her ground, the trio of mob pigeons frantically fluttered their wings about in a panic. Then standing before them was a giant arsenal. Rem instantly recognized it as being Dr. Frankeninni's.
"Huh, I was wondering what that jerk was up to..." she said thoughtfully.
But unlike before, this arsenal was programmed with an A.I. There was no pilot operating inside of it. It had been given instructions to search and capture a specific target, and now it had found its target. Rem, quickly seeing the arsenal's intentions, whipped her sword out again.
"Bring it on, asshole!" she barked.
The arsenal launched its appendage at her, but the teen dodged it. Then she attempted to slice through it, but the arsenal managed to slip it past her.
"Shit!"
Meanwhile, the Goodfeathers had been watch all that from a safe distance.
"C'mon, you guys!" Squit said. "We gotta help Rem!"
"Squit's right." Bobby agreed. "We always help out a friend of a Goodfeather."
"Yeah!" Pesto piped in.
The three birds flew at the arsenal in an attempt to attack it by pecking. Rem looked on in disbelief.
What the hell are those buzzards thinking?!
She leapt from the ground to try another chance at damaging the huge hunk of machinery. But in a matter of seconds, the arsenal swiped the Goodfeathers away and grabbed a hold of Rem. She struggled in its hold in order to free herself, but it was no go. The hand was too tight.
"Urrgggh! Dammit!"
With its target now captured the arsenal started to go on its way with Rem in tow. The Goodfeathers, who were pulling themselves together, watched helplessly.
"Ah...fazooli...now what?" Pesto groaned while rubbing his head.
"I know!" Squit said with determination in his voice.
Then he quickly took to the air and flew as fast as his wings could carry him. Bobby and Pesto exchanged glances and followed him shortly thereafter.
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Back at the Water Tower, Dot was still at her laptop, while Yakko had moved on to the couch that Wakko had put back once his pizza was ordered. His mind never left Rem since she had left. Heck, not even Final Jeopardy could distract him. The elder Warner started to question how he truly felt about her. And now that he thought about it, Yakko just realized that Rem was wearing his favorite color. Lavender.
Is it just me, or had Cupid started wearing what Rem would call stealth camo?
Then there was a knock at the front door, which caused Wakko to become excited.
"It's here!" he exclaimed.
The red capped Warner rushed to the shield-shaped door and swung it open. But instead of finding the delivery guy, he found a two of pigeons, nearly ready to drop dead from their energy draining flight.
"Hey, you're not the pizza man." Wakko scolded.
"...huh...help..." Squit rasped.
"What's with you guys?" Yakko asked curiously as he and Dot joined their brother.
"...rem...kidnapped...by big...robot thingy.." Pesto gasped.
"...bada-bing!" Bobby croaked.
"Big robot thingy?" the Warners said altogether.
"Hey, you don't think that crazy doctor is up to his old shtick again?" Dot said.
"It looks like it, sister sibling." Yakko replied. "But at any rate, we've gotta go help a 'sort of' fellow Warner. And now for our Rem Tracker. Wakko, if you please."
"Right!" Wakko declared. Then he turned towards Rem's bed and sniffed around like a search hound. Then suddenly, his head popped up. "I GOT IT!"
The middle Warner zoomed out of the Water Tower, carrying his two other siblings along as they held onto a leash. Meanwhile, the Goodfeathers, in spite of being exhausted from their previous flight, tagged along.
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The arsenal that had captured Rem, took its prisoner back to the caves where Dr. Frankeninni was waiting. Upon arrival, the teen was dumped into a glass tube that was immediately sealed shut.
"Well, well, well." Frankeninni sneered. "If it isn't the little angel of death."
Rem made a face.
"I'll pretend I didn't hear..." she said under her breath.
"You've caused me a lot more trouble than you're worth!" the mad scientist cursed.
"Throwing salt into the wound are we?"
"Silence! Although it goes against my better judgment to just get rid of you and be done with it, I still think you're useful to me. I can syphon your abilities to the rest of my drones. Then that wretched Plotz doesn't stand a chance!"
The teen made a disgusted face.
"Are you still going on about that?!" she cried. "Hell, I don't even think he knows you exist anymore."
At least he chooses not to...
"Heh, once I'm through with him, he's going to wish I never existed."
As he evilly cackled, Rem was just having enough of him already. She looked at the glass surrounding her and flicked it to test its density.
This thing's not very thick. So much for genius...
While Dr. Frankeninni began tinkering with his new machine, Rem sat down and got into a meditating position. When an opportunity presented itself, she'd be able to free herself.
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The Warners and the Goodfeathers found their way to the caves. Somehow the Warner siblings weren't too surprised that Dr. Frankeninni had defected here.
"Well, looks like Frankendweeb's starting from scratch." Yakko quipped.
"Isn't it an irony? Coming back to the place where we first met Rem." Dot mused.
The Goodfeathers looked at each other in surprise.
"You mean this is where Rem came from?" Squit asked.
"Eeeeeeh, sort of." Yakko replied.
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Meanwhile, Dr. Frankeninni noticed through a computer screen with surveillance footage on it, that the Warner trio and Goodfeathers starting to make their way through the caverns.
"Well, it looks like the Warners are aware of my little scheme." the mad doctor sneered. Then his voice suddenly turned dark. "WELL I CAN'T HAVE THEM SCREWING THINGS UP!"
Then, the scientist went to a console and pulled a large lever. Unleashing a depth charge-like quake into and throughout the caverns.
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"Just wait until I get my wings on that mook!" Pesto angrily ranted. "I'll peck him so hard I will!"
"Don't flap yourself unconscious, Pesto." Bobby told him.
Suddenly, the group felt the ground violently shake and just enough for the stalactites above them to come crashing down. The Warners and Goodfeathers scrambled to get out of the way and avoid getting buried in rock. Unfortunately, during the ensuing panic, the group got split apart. When the shaking finally stopped and the last bits of rock and debris came tumbling down, Yakko found himself separated from his siblings by a wall of broken rock. Picking himself up, he ran towards the barrier.
"Hey! You guys okay over there?" he called out.
"Yep! We're fine." Wakko assured his older brother as he helped Dot up.
The Goodfeathers on the other hand, were groaning dizzily with a ring of stars floating around their heads.
"I'm going on ahead." Yakko said. "You guys try to clear some of this stuff out."
"Got it!" Dot replied.
"Meanwhile I shall unleashed my secret weapon on Frankendope."
Yakko, after rummaging around his pocket, pulled out a paddle ball and began playing around with it as he proceeded through the caverns.
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