Balan Wonderworld: The Rusherz ACT
Act Two: Introductions
Chief groaned as he slowly sat up, rubbing his head.
Chief: Owwww, did-did I pass out?
He stopped when he felt the new gauze around his head, as well as the feeling of stitches on where the wound was. He shot his eyes open, seeing that he was not in the HOK, or anywhere familiar. He was in a what felt like a Victorian style bedroom, but a Cirque du Soleil style feel to it. He saw that his cloths were changed into new and clean clouths, noticing his own was folded on a chair. Looking over, he saw that his clothing had a bit of a spark to them, new shoes that look like it could be use for dancing. He sighed in relief when he felt his scarf still around him.
Chief: Thank goodness, but-who-
Red Tim: Cheeep!
Chief turned to the side seeing the same red fluffy bird, flapping it's tiny wings in joy as it jumped into his arms, nuzzling him. Chief smiled warmly as he patted the creature's head.
Chief: Why hello there. Did you get help for me?
The red Tim peeped as it jumped off bouncing to the door. Chief was curious as he put the shoes on and headed to the door, opening it. He poked his head out seeing he was still in the theater as he began to follow the fluffy bird. Looking at the posters he saw that the stories of the old fairy-tales were on there. Counting them, there were ten as he read them out loud.
Chief: Hansel and Gretel, Rapunzel, Little Red Riding Hood, Rumpelstiltskin, Beauty and the Beast, Sleeping Beauty, The Elves and the Shoe Maker, The Little Mermaid, Pied Piper, and Snow White-wait a minute?
Upon closer observation, the characters looked likes...the other Rusherz and Guardians, and giving the background they did showed a magnificent scene of the medieval and Cirque du Soleil. Soon he had reached a door with the red fluffy bird, which then open the door a bit heading in. Chief peeked inside seeing the red bird chirp at someone.
?: Oh, he's awake.
Chief opened the door seeing the tall lean individual, mouth agape at the site of him. The being turned to him and grinned.
?: Ah, and you brought him here.
With a whirlwind spin he bowed to Chief.
?: WELCOME CHIEF THE RUSHER!
Chief: *Surprise* Y-You know me?
?: If course! Allow me to introduce myself, I am Balan the Maestro of Balan Theater!
Chief eye rose at that...where has he heard his name before? Balan went down to him and looked his injury over.
Balan: How are you feeling?
Chief: I-I'm alright, was it you who helped me?
Balan nodded.
Balan: You had cause quite the stir when you collapse, is everything alright?
Chief chuckled nervously.
Chief: NOT REALLY, but it's could be much worst like last year. As much as falling off a white building onto the ground three months ago is painful at least it wasn't caused from an anger man who had been wanting to harm you for years, just some people in anger about change.
...
Balan: *Shock* THREE MONTHS!
Balan eyes were widen in shock as he stared at the Rusher.
Balan: That injury is three months old!? Why have you not told this to anyone?
Chief: W-Well, I w-was worried about how the others would feel, especially if i told them how I got it...
Chief looked away, eyes filled with worry. Balan eyes soften as he sighed.
Balan: Is it because of WHAT COULD happen inf they find the truth?
Chief nodded. Balan waved his hand over Chief chest, reveling his heart. Chief looked at it in awe, but also sorrow seeing it's condition.
Chief:...didn't think it would be this bad...
The Maestro could see the tiredness in his eyes. Had this Rusher been holding it all in?
Chief: I mean...it's worse than expected. Makes the whole team name change ordeal look like a normal choice...
Balan: Chiefthis is serious...
Chief: I-I know but-imagine what would happen if the others find out, especially the other Rusherz. They would go BALLISTIC on them if I told them and that would make things even worse. I-I can't get involved them. Besides, if i did it would be an inconvenience.
Balan: Then, how do you cope with all this?
Chief smirked as he did a small samba before posing.
Chief: Lasso told me to express my feelings through dancing. It's very therapeutic.
Balan smiled at that.
Balan: That's good...though i wish you would have told your friends of your plite. BUT perhaps I might be able to help ease your mind.
Chief cocked his head. Before he could ask he was picked up and in a speed he swore was like Steed's, they were in the main room with a stage, surrounded by tables and chairs. Balan quickly clean the place up before setting Chief down, his jovial spirit showing
Balan: IT'S TIME TO START THE SHOW!
-Balan Wonderworld Theater song number (Opening movie song)-
With a snap, the lights came on as he was on stage and the music started. With some dance moves, he multiply himself, the Tims bouncing onto the stage as he spun around Chief, who found himself on a chair watching the Maestro dance and merge with his clones before poseing sending a way of teardrop colorful gems down. A wave of rainbow wind went up against Chief as he starred on awe. The next thing he knew Balan was swimming in a tank before jumping out to a city scene, doing a split making two building go back before Chief was taken THROUGH the scene into a background of gems and light. He landed on a flouty in a water like area, Balan looking at the glass of water before drinking it. Chief appeared beside him as he spun revealing doors.
Balan: NOW! LET'S HEAL THAT HEART!
The Tims jumped in joy as the red one lept onto Chief's head as Balan lead him through the door.
Balan: A JOURNEY TO WONDERWORLD WE SHALL EMBARK UPON!
With that the door closed behind them. The journey had begun for the two.
End of Act 2