3 went to work the next day, clearly tired because she was forcefully asleep the entire day, finally woke up at 6 am in the morning, and was up all night.

3 blinked and was quickly grabbed and moved. "Oh, hey, you're here now." Simon said, as he hid in the doorway. "We've been up all night because our cohort wants us dead."

"What…?"

Simon covered 3's mouth and looked around the corner. Something was making a loud noise at the end of the corridor.

Once the sound had gone away, Simon let go and whispered. "So, it wasn't a good idea to go into work today, because Janet is trying to kill us!"

"What?"

"Do you know what happened, because I sure as heck do not!"

They heard a thud resonate from the gear room. "And he's in the bombs now."

They heard a scream and a green blur went past them. Luigi was now hiding beside them. "3, thank goodness, the captain is not here and Janet is-"

"Trying to kill us, I think I know that now."

"Then you can help us before he reaches the end of the corridor."

3 sighed and thought to herself, This is just some sick joke.

She went out from the hiding spot and locked eyes with the white-haired guest. Janet's eyes were bloodshot and he looked sad.

"Janet, what are you doing-"

3 ducked right as he fired the pistol he held at her.

Ok, he's trying to kill us.

Janet reloaded the gun and, with a shaky hand, pointed it again.

Janet turned to see the captain walking down the hall. "Hey, Janet… what's wrong?"

The captain's eyes went wide as Janet aimed the gun at him.

3 tackled Janet before he was able to pull the trigger.

The captain fell over.

30 minutes later, Janet finally woke up. The agents had tied him to a chair.

"Where am I… Who are you people?"

The captain came in the room with his phone out. "So… Alpha has absolutely no idea what's happening. We have to figure this out ourselves."

"How about I slap him?" 3 said, rubbing her hands together.

"No, that'll probably mess him up worse. What's wrong with him?"

"If it weren't evident," Said Simon,"we don't exactly know."

Janet started squirming in the seat.

"Can I slap him now?"

Luigi pulled out a finger prick. "Maybe we could send a sample to medbay for a checkup?"

"Maybe that's not-"

Janet raised his hands, which were tied up before.

"OH-"

Janet grabbed the nearest blunt object, the wrench Alph forgot to pick up yesterday, and swung it as hard as he could, but they dodged it. All, except for 3. 3 got hit directly in the jaw with the wrench.

The wrench-wielding Janet went to hit 3 again, but Luigi grabbed the wrench and tried to take it. Janet dropped the wrench on Luigi's foot and tried to run. He ran directly into Simon, who tried to calm Janet down. Janet shoved over Simon and ran away again.

They found Janet in the lounge. "STAY. AWAY." He demanded.

They complied until Alph entered the room. "Hey guys, what's goin' on-"

Janet threw the nearest object, the lamp on the desk nearby, and threw it at Alph.

Alph moved right in time to not get hit in the head with a desk lamp.

Janet backed into the corner. He was trapped. "Don't come any closer, fiends!"

They took a moment to think about that. "Fiends…?"

Janet ran forward, his eyes bloodshot and his face determined. He punched 3 in the jaw, there was already a bruise there, so she instantly dropped and clutched it. Simon tried to grab Janet, but he ducked and threw Alph at him. Simon fell over and Alph as well. Luigi pulled out the taser and charged. Janet narrowly dodged the taser and grabbed it. He smiled. "Goodbye." Janet turned the taser around and dug it into Luigi's chest.

The captain ran up, but Janet reared back his leg, as far as he could, and soccer-style kicked the captain across the room.

Janet ran away again. Luigi was making sure that 3 was okay, while Simon chased after Janet.

Simon found Janet in the deck, where the ship was. Janet held the gun up again. "Please… H-help me."

He pointed the gun toward himself, as tears rolled down his face. Simon slowly stepped closer.

"Janet, please do not shoot yourself, you're, like, 17, and we need you! Doesn't your family need you?"

Janet remained silent

Oh my god, can you be any more compliant?

"You still are needed in the mortal plane, just until you're probably 70, in which that is the perfect time to leave the mortal plane. But you are needed now, so please do not shoot."

Janet didn't seem to be listening. At all. Instead, he smiled, as if in intense pain.

"The green man. I see him everywhere. I think I'm insane. You think I'm insane."

"Well, you're not wrong- uhh- no, you're just distressed from…" Simon had to think for a moment. "Sleep deprivation…?"

"Tell my cousin to end the family here." Janet said. After he said that, Simon ran to stop Janet. Janet, who had said his basic final words, wasn't paying any attention. Simon tackled Janet, knocking the gun away. "What are you doing, I am supposed to be dead!"

Simon blinked and Janet had grabbed the holstered hunting knife on Simon's vest.

"You need to stop the green man…. Before he kills you next-"

Janet laughed and plunged the knife into his chest. Simon put his hands over Janet's.

"OH NO! Ok, just hold still, we can still fix you-"

Janet proceeded to jerk out the knife. Simon watched, hopeless and confused, as Janet's body rested.

30 minutes later...

"JANET IS WHAT?!" Alpha yelled into the comms.

"Yes, sir, he- uhh… went mad and stabbed himself." The captain sighed, clearly embarrassed.

"And… how?! What'd he do, just get up and say, 'oh I want to die' and stab himself?"

"...that is an… accurate… description, yes…"

Alpha sighed loudly from the other side of the comms.

"Ok, just…" He sighed again. "I'll see how fast I can be there."

Alpha shut off the comms and fastened his mask. Janet, you knew better. Something is amiss here.

One hour later…

Alpha finally appeared. "Oh GOD you would not want to know how long that took- where is Janet?"

They led Alpha to the medical platform. "Ok, I will take him to the morgue, you fellas... " He took a moment to think. "Can I be real with you for a second? Janet was the only immediate family that did not want me dead. Everyone else in my family, my dad, my sister, they hate me. Now you know the urgency of everything. I… must go now. Keep working on that Gamma case."

The next day….

Amber walked into work the next day to Billy with a crooked smile on his face.

"Ah! The Kinder Omega arrives! Good, good, I have something cool to show you."

Billy was bouncy and energetic that morning, not that Amber questioned it.

Billy walked them to a testing chamber with a prisoner in. The prisoner was just a Pokey. It had two spiky spheres and seemed content at the moment.

"Ok, so I took the bananas and noticed that they were already really… radioactive. As it turns out, my studies are right! If any organism eats the bananas at a daily rate, their size grows 5 times the speed of a normal creature of their species! This is the Pokey we have today."

Amber waved.

"And then here comes my experimentation. I took it down to a molecular level. I opened genes and structural pathways that supercharged the nutrients of these bananas. Now, this is the Pokey who has been fed the normal, radioactive, bananas."

Another Pokey, quite a bit larger in size, was revealed.

"And then, if you'll follow me…"

A larger cell with a Pokey about… 15 feet? A 15 foot Pokey was in the cell. "The benefits of the supercharged bananas!"

Amber got excited. "So, I just eat one of those and-"

"Suffer ten tons of diarrhea? Exactly. I'm trying to find a way to get them to grow faster. Humans cannot directly consume them. Otherwise…" Billy made a fart noise with his elbow.

Amber shuddered and they left the room.

"So, in theory, I could make a growth serum. This would be ideal to… taking over the universe. Unfortunately, we only have one way to get it… in your system. That being, orally. If I had a human test rat, however… things may be different."

The unfiltered excitement of being a toad's test rat blew up in Amber's mind.

"How about ME?"

"No, you're the boss now. If this were to kill you, your dad would cut off my spots and eat them in my face."

"Exactly, I am the boss. You do as I say. And I say that you have me as the test rat."

Billy sighed. "So, if I were to tell your father, I would say that you wanted me to test on you first."

"I will take full blame."

"Well…" said Billy in a hushed voice, "not if you're dead…"

Billy laughed a little, before picking up a banana. "Ok, test rat, eat it."

Amber peeled the banana, stared at it for a second or two, and took a bite. "Nothing's happening-"

Billy was wide-eyed and smiling. "Oh YES. What's your height?"

"5,9."

"Ok, because I could safely guess that you are 6,1 now. Also, please escort yourself as fast as you can to the nearest bathroom."

Amber felt a horrible crap in her stomach.

"Note to self, add some Pepto Bismol into the liquid formula. Or just remind humans not to drink it."

Billy awkwardly laughed as Amber ran to the restroom.

1 hour later…

Amber returned, drained entirely.

"Ok, now that you're back, may I run some tests?" Billy smiled as he strapped on a latex glove.

"Why should I trust you again?'

"Well, I've studied human biology for… 3 years? And if I hadn't dropped out of school on the last day, I'd have a degree."

Amber sighed. "Is that true?"

Billy rolled his eyes. "Let me run the tests. It's not pedophilia if I'm several years younger than you."

"How old are you?"

"Travis told me you're 25? I'm… 19."

Amber's eyes went wide. "Technically, there isn't a pedo here."

"Smart girl. Now let me run the test."

"My dad will kill you and then probably me."

"Last I heard, this was your choice, so he's probably still gonna kill me."

Billy rummaged through a cabinet for a second. Amber caught the end of a glare. Billy sat something in his coat and led her away. Billy sat Amber on the very comfortable "platform" as he called it.

She did not feel it until it had happened, it being the moment he put her to sleep with a sedative.

During the sequence of her eyes shutting, Amber saw Billy strap on a mask.

Billy smiled a crooked smile, under his mask. Who said I wasn't interested in just my job?

Billy strapped gloves to his chrome arms as well. "Now, let's see what you've done to yourself."

He lifted himself onto the operation table, using the chrome arms. He laughed a little. "Oh, her dad's SO gonna kill me. Just know I'm dying FOR SCIENCE!"

Billy cackled.

2 hours later…

Amber groaned as she mustered the strength to open her eyes.

"Billy…?"

Billy was still wearing the gloves and had a devious smile on his face.

"Ah, the wonders of human biology… It's really fascinating, when you think about it."

He laughed as he pulled out a little vial. "This is your blood. Or, should I say, WAS your blood."

He pulled out another vial. It was normal colored, but Billy held it with extreme caution.

"This is the blood I got from the three hours of you sleeping… along with the studies."

What studies?

Billy saw the discerning look on Amber's face. "Oh, don't worry, that's for later. Right now, we're focusing on the blood. It's literally warming up in this glass and I'm incredibly scared."

Amber was still in the clothes she was in before she was asleep, but had a little bandage over her finger and was in an entirely different place.

"Hey, focus on ME. And get up, I use that table for other things, you know!"

"Other things..?"

"Yes, good girl, now get off."

Billy resorted to dragging her off. It was easy, except for the fact that she went limp entirely, making it hard to go anywhere. Two minutes later, Billy had set her in her own bed and had left. Something was off, though. What did he do to me?

Billy strutted down the hall, that creepy smile still on his face.

I love human biology.

He sat down at his desk and sat a paper on it.

Billy took a camera from the cabinet, set it up in front of him, turned it to record, and spoke.

"Ms. Omega is a very complex character. Her goals astound me. But I did something very wrong. She was willing to be a test subject. Maybe I should have thought the feeding thing through, because she's on a direct crash course to the end of everything her dad worked toward…"

Billy held up a picture with a graph on it.

"The energy detector nearly blew up upon scanning her! Those bananas are jacked up. What I plan to do next is very simple. All I want is physical evidence that anything other than her height is changed by them… but that's gonna be hard. I would either have to literally monitor her every two seconds or probe her… which would probably get me killed. It is worth a try, though. I just wish to see the true extent of everything, and Ms. Omega is an ideal host, oddly. Testing resumes tomorrow."

Billy turned off the camera and went home.

Alpha walked through the halls, his stance giving off mean vibes.

His assistant came up from beside. "Sir, Janet is properly cremated, where should we put him?"

"Please do not mention that, but put it on the desk in my room."

The assistant walked away.

Alpha reached his office and sat down. After making sure that his room was secure, he removed the mask and sighed. Amber's got it better than me, right? Her and dad…

For a second, he took a second to remember the good days, as he called it.

4 years ago.

"Son, we're close to it. Our ultimate goal."

Meryll smiled as he looked between his 21-year old daughter and his 24-year old son.

"It took years. Finally, we made an intergalactic base. It's so large…"

They walked through the base. "Your mother would be proud."

Michael, the son, laughed. "And yet this was only possible because of her research…"

They all laughed. Michael left to explore everything.

"Father," Said Amber(yes, Amber,) "Will you tell him?"

Meryll sighed. "Well… the army isn't exactly at it's best shape, so… not until it's complete. Now, you're going to help with that, but Michael is NOT to be included in this, alright?"

"Ok, but he's smarter than we think, he may as well be told beforehand."

"It's ok, I know what I have to do."

Amber sighed and walked away.

Meryll frowned and remembered what his wife said. "An empire made of the entire galaxy. They will bow to us."

"I will not fail you."

Present…

Alpha looked in the mirror. A nasty scar ran through his left eye and ended nearly level with his chin. Alpha threw on his mask and trotted down the hall, to the cell hall. Many different prisoners cowered or taunted or called names when Alpha arrived. Most of them were cowering. And then there was Omega. Alpha commanded the guards to drag him into the interrogation room, where Alpha sat down and motioned for the guards and watching people to leave.

"Son, why are you doing this?"

Alpha took off his mask. "You know good and well why I am here. Now tell me, where is Amber?"

"She'd have taken my spot by now. She is the new," He waved his hands in the air. "Omega."

"That's not good, for her reckless self…"

"Yes, but she was the only one there for that task."

"Stop shaming me for leaving, you know why I left. Now tell me. Where is she?"

Omega scoffed. "Like I'd tell you."

"Or I could send out a message to everyone in this corporation and she would have a 50/50 chance of being brought in as a corpse or alive."

"Son, you wouldn't kill your only sister-"

"But you killed Jan. What else? Did you kill Mother too?"

Omega sighed."One day, you will realize that you have made a grave mistake."

"The only mistake I made was not taking more with me when I left."

Omega refused to say more, so Alpha put back on the mask, and left.

Almost as if he had suffered a direct failure, Alpha trudged back to his room.

3 days later…

The captain walked in, seemingly tired.

"Ok," The captain yawned. "I missed several hours of sleep because there was a signal coming from somewhere nearby-" He yawned again. "And then I tracked it for several hours-" he yawned a third time. "And this is where I got."

The signal was a long way away, but it was worth a try.

The captain yawned again. "And we're going there… probably tomorrow."

Since the captain himself was tired and homesick, they all went to their homes.

Simon opened the door to his house. A mess awaited him. A huge mess. This mess had been there since he left in… chapter 2?

Since he did not stand for a mess, Simon hung up his jacket, rolled up his sleeves, and got busy.

There were a bunch of clothes in the floor of his room. He had a lot of clothing. There was a lot, so much, in fact, that most of it didn't even fit in the closet. After cleaning his room (only) he laid down on his bed and stared at the ceiling as he thought about everything.

How I miss the days when the MVPs were more than this. Now, we're mostly what the worlds have to count on, Alpha has basically lost hope, no one else from the- what? Five teams left, wants to do this job. A ragtag team of creatures fighting a losing battle. Maybe I'm being too pessimistic, but we're basically doomed! Last time, the captain got himself beaten to near death by a toad with an extra pair of chrome arms! What will we do now, hm?

From here on out, we are in the Act 2 of the MVPs. Congrats!

The ending is in a measly 8 chapters. Technically, 7 1/2...

So- uhh... how was your day? I am running out of creative things to put at the end of these, I swear-

Why did the chicken cross the road? It didn't, because it became roadkill. Haha funny.