Billy looked at the Rejected, a weird smile forming.

"Our plan, Slow Your Roll, came to an end. I have another plan. Take this into quick consideration that this may be the ending battle of a war between two sides."

"We're going to die?"

"YEAH! We can win this!"

"Where's the bathroom?"

*mushroom noises

"Do I get to kill anybody?"

"Yes, we will win, no, we won't die… probably, the bathroom's to the left, down the hall, I have NO idea what YOU'RE saying, and yes, Gary, you are important in this plan."

Arris flashed a frown.

Billy turned to the incubator.

"It's been a long journey. Truly it has. The MVPs soon will fall. And we win! Now, without further ado, with a lot of thought, this is my plan…"

With our friends…

A nearby signal scared the crap out of everyone standing nearby.

"What the heck?!" The captain darted over to the screen, "Billy's signal is right there, shining brightly… Everyone, get ready, prepare for trap procedures..."

Amber(who literally walked in seconds BEFORE the captain said a single word,) looked around, confused.

"What the heck are trap procedures?"

3 giggled. "You'll like it. A lot."

"Yes, but WHAT is it?"

Simon tossed Amber her gear.

"I can see that Alpha didn't teach you my least favorite procedure. Trust me. It sucks."

"I mean… I WOULD take your word for it… but WHAT IS TRAP PRO-"

A snort from a sleeping E. Gadd shut her up.

"Let's just say…" Alph began, "You have to be VERY lucky."

"Lucky? That's not even right, I thought it would be like serpentine, or something."

"I mean… it's NOT serpentine," remarked Luigi, "but close enough."

"...none of you are helping."

Signal Site - 8:00 AM

Everyone exchanged glances.

"Alright… you guys ready for trap procedures?"

"No one told me what the heck trap procedures are!"

The captain leaned forward. "Well, Ms. Alpha's Sister, you stick your hand out, and on 3, not the agent, the number, we make a different move with our hands and when you-"

"We do Rock Paper Scissors."

The captain sighed, "Yeah… That."

"Oh, I'm the best at that! Y'all are ALL about to lose!"

Everyone exchanged glances.

Everyone huddled together.

In the first round, Simon got out.

In the second round, 3 AND Luigi both got out.

In the final round, the captain and Alph lost, declaring Amber the winner.

"HAH!" She celebrated, "I WIN!"

She turned to the team.

"What do I get?"

A few minutes later…

Amber trudged out of the hiding spot.

I hate winning. A lot.

The location of which said signal emanated from remained silent, due to it literally being a whole forest.

Amber slowly through the forest. Shrapnel from a crashed Gamma ship lay everywhere.

Amber halted at a sudden noise.

"Team, what the heck was that?"

"That was me." Called Simon, not far behind her.

"Why are you following me?"

"Because nobody trusts you."

Amber grunted. "You serious?"

"Yes. Cap said that you like me the most, so I'm coming with you."

Amber cracked a smile. "Good. Then we're goi-"

Simon interjected, quickly. "At a distance. You're still going ahead."

"Dammit."

"Language!" Called a steamed captain, over the comms.

Amber halted again.

"Look at that."

The strange tree Billy cascaded down a chapter or two earlier stood in front of them.

"This is DEFINITELY a trap." murmured Simon.

"Then why in tarnation am I going in?"

Simon sheepishly chuckled, "Because you won the procedure."

"Would YOU like to go ahead, instead of me?"

"That's not in the procedures." Stated the captain.

Simon smirked. "You're trying to butter me up, or something?"

"I mean… I could pay you back…" She bit her lip, intentionally trying to butter him up.

Laughter blared on the other end of the comms.

"HEY S!" Called 3, "Nice goin, you got yourself a wife, invite me to the marriage!"

"Wow, someone's finally going to take out the trash!" Spewed L, through hysterical laughter.

"Can this wait until AFTER we've arrested the adversary? I understand, you love each other, I get it! But we're ON THE JOB."

"I've worked with these bozos for years." growled Simon.

"Well… I mean…" Amber began.

"ALL OF YOU SHUT UP!" Demanded the captain.

"K-I-S-S-I-N- Okay…"

Amber turned and descended down the passage.

At the bottom, Simon paused and saw Amber, staring directly at the incubating man.

"It's so… strange. Why would he need this?"

"We have no idea. But maybe-"

"IT'S MINE?" hollered an angry Billy.

"I hate this guy…"

Billy skipped to the incubator and paused right in front.

"So. Amber. My old squadmate, so good to see you again with… that guy. You dating, or something?"

"Yes."

"No."

They exchanged glances.

"No."

"No."

Billy smirked. "Lovebirds, eh? Okay. Well, jot this down, birds of a feather fly together."

From behind him, the chrome arms brandished a shotgun.

"But, in this case, birds of a feather DIE together."

Amber and Simon drew their swords.

"You have a measly shotgun, we ha-"

Amber cried out as Marco (wearing the bulky Omega suit from ch24) scooped her into a bear hug.

"Need a hug?"

Simon slammed the distress beacon.

"And THAT is why we use trap procedures!"

Simon turned in time to see the smoke bomb being hurled toward his face. As the smoke poofed out, Simon felt himself go light.

A few seconds later, Amber felt the barrel of the shotgun touch her forehead.

"...I remember a time when we were friends, best of mates, you know? Like peas in a pod with our buddy Travis like the main man of all of us. Whatever happened to those good old days?"

"You stayed stubborn to that stupid corporation and wanted to terrorize a multiverse."

"Indeed I did. Sadly, your team's about to find your guts on the floor. Any last words- WAIT."

Amber choked back her last words.

"Why do I feel like giving you a chance to talk is just gonna bite me in the hind later?"

"Because it happens all the time?"

"Exactly! Anyway…"

Amber braced for the bullet. Nothing happened.

Billy screeched in anger.

"DANGIT! I left the safety on!"

Behind him, 3 reared back her leg.

"Hey, megaton head!"

Billy turned and his eyes went wide, as he watched a swinging leg fly his way.

Marco maneuvered Amber into a headlock.

Mick darted over and grabbed a limp Simon, holding a katana to Simon's neck.

"What are you gonna do?" taunted Mick, "You save one, we kill the other."

"Look, what's that?!" Hollered Luigi, who came out of nowhere.

Everyone looked to the direction in which Luigi pointed.

Luigi took the time whilst they looked for something to their left to yank Simon from Mick's grasp. Meanwhile, Amber kicked Marco's leg out from under her, causing her to lose balance and let go.

Amber and Luigi stood, back to back.

"There's three of them, four of us. We can take 'em."

3 and Simon jumped into the circle.

Cleats and Arris dropped in.

"Not three, FIVE!"

The captain rolled in, joining the circle of backs to each other.

"What formation do you guys think we should use? There's five of them, six of us."

"Six?"

Alph dropped in.

"Yeah, six!"

"Ok… then we'd better use Division."

"Division? I mean…. It DOES make sense.. Okay team… take your picks. Who're you goin' for?"

Simon pointed his sword. "Mr. Samurai's about to get it."

"That crystalline crackhead's MINE." Hissed 3.

"Billy, you'd better brace for a very painful beating." Threatened Amber.

"Alright, well… guess the Limey's mine." Mumbled L.

Alph moved closer to L. "I'm with you."

The captain took a step forward.

"Kid… when we win, none of the multiverse will remember you. You're not the menacing villain you think you are. Might as well give up."

Billy sharpened the metal claws on the set of chrome arms.

"When I win, nobody will let you forget it. You're one team out of fifty. ONE TEAM. I'm sure that failure of a leader can make amends if you die. But I'll make sure, before I kill you, that Satan shivers at how I did it."

A small "ooh.." came from 3.

A gunshot interrupted them preparing to attack.

The incubation chamber fizzled out of existence.

"IT'S A FAKE!" Cried L.

Billy turned and cracked a scowl.

"Dang it…"

Billy turned back to the team. "Get them!"

And they attacked.

Arris hit the floor first, due to Luigi and Alph's double-teaming.

Alph ran to help 3, by grabbing Marco and putting her into a chokehold.

Meanwhile, The captain smacked Leader silly with the hammer, then went to help Amber.

Billy, unfortunately, held Amber against the wall with a metal claw. "Even if I lose, I'm not losing alone."

"What makes you say that?"

"Your little Michael doesn't seem to trust you right now… Wonder why that is?"

"Are you trying to get inside my head, because if you are-"

"I calculate that he's about to come down with an army. So I'm going to do THIS!"

The captain swung, and Billy whirled around.

The second that the captain's hammer neared them, Billy held out Amber, like a human shield.

Amber, not knowing any better, threw her hands in front of her face, leaving her chest open.

The hammer hit her chest area, sending Amber into the wall.

"Ooooo!" Billy chortled, "Right in the ribcage! That's gotta hurt!"

Amber moaned in pain, coughing up what looked like

Simon jerked a knife out from Mick's shoulder and turned to Amber.

"Ah crap! I got her! You guys deal with the rest!"

Marco, currently, stood whilst everyone tackled her.

"Hey, you're gonna be okay. I think." Reassured Simon.

"I think I broke something."

"You think, huh?"

"Mikey's still gonna strangle you." Amber groaned, through strained breaths and her own blood.

"Let's hope not."

Billy turned to the captain.

"So… what are you going to do about THAT?"

"That doesn't matter," he groaned in reply, whilst handcuffing Billy, "you're done for."

"You may have gotten me in containment… but you can't get all of us in one sitting."

Mick had grabbed Arris and Gary and bolted off.

Marco remained, toppled over and deemed perpetually harmless.

Billy turned back to the captain. "Hehe… I bet you wonder, what the heck happened to that incubating man, hm?"

The captain sighed.

"It was a fake?"

"NOPE!" Jeered an unfamiliar voice.

Billy chuckled, weakly. "You guys have really messed up..." Billy's eyes went stagnant as he hit the floor.

"WHAT THE?!" 3 yelled, as a giant metal arm shot out and grabbed her.

"It was only a ruse for one reason…"

A man, wearing a dark green vest with spikes dotting it, fingerless gloves and army-grade boots stepped out. He sported dark sunglasses and a huge mark on his face that overlapped with his blond hair, thus creating a black star shape that sat on the left side of his face.

"To pave the way. He paved the way for greatness!"

"Who even are you?!" Screamed 3.

The man tore off his sunglasses, revealing black eyes with green pupils. He released a terrifying laugh.

"Hah! You don't know who I am?! You seriously don't know who I am?"

The man skipped over to a limp Billy.

"Look at him. WEAK. Useless. You'd wonder… would HE be able to create artificial life? The answer? Yes! Of course!"

"What are you talking about, punk?!" Barked 3.

The man turned to 3, who remained suspended in the air by his chrome arm.

"Oh! YOU… A special someone told me to tell you… Travis says Hi.."

3's demeanor flipped to a fearful one. "...oh no…"

The man threw 3 across the room and turned back to the team.

"Now that that useless toad's out of my way, nothing impedes on my reign supreme!"

"We exist." Grumbled Alph.

The man looked at Alph, a slight bit of annoyance scuffing up his handsome countenance.

"I know. Bold of you to assume you were nothing more than toys in a greater plan."

"Were we?"

"Yes. Now that we know each other, it's time to up the ante a bit…" The man reached into his pocket and yanked out a remote. "I suppose you know what a bomb remote is. You guys have…" He checked a watch on his hand, all of a sudden, "5 minutes to BEAT IT."

"Or what?" Sassed L, "You'll blow us up?"

"Yup."

L blanched and felt the captain slap him.

The man scooped up a limp Billy.

"Aw. He's dead."

"Wait he's-"

The man turned back to them. "He's dead. And you will be, if you don't get moving!" With that, the man opened a portal beneath him and dropped in.

Marco sighed. "He left me here, dangit! Welp, guess I'm getting arrested! I HOPE THIS WAS PART OF YOUR STUPID PLAN!"

A handcuffed Marco trailed behind the team as they made their way out.

Outside, Signal Site, 10:30 AM.

Alpha sighed. "The technicians are working on defusing the bomb inside. We're whisking away the knockoff Miku. I'm taking our friend here to the medbay. Is there anything else you did today that I have to clean up after?"

The captain spoke it out with Alpha, while 3 and the others sat by the ship.

3 shook and trembled at the mention of a certain name.

Alph remained shook at how fast Billy just died, as well as Luigi.

Simon sat in the medbay, with Amber, likely comforting(or "helping") her.

The captain plopped down near the remaining mates.

"We...uhh… had a little issue back at base."

"Yeah?"

"What is it?"

"I'm hungry."

The captain sighed. "The dinky professor seems to have called Alpha's fleet here. Mayhaps to help us, I don't know, but we need to get back ASAP."

Meanwhile…

Mick and Arris stopped paying their respects to Marco to watch the new guy walk in, through the portal.

"Aah! You guys polished this place, since I last have been here…"

Arris and Mick drew their weapons.

"Who the heck ARE you?!" Queried Mick.

The man, with a weird smile, slowly made his way over to them.

Mick shrunk in fear, in reaction to the man's height.

"...uhh.. Do you want some tea?"

Mick backed up some, as to not have to endure that.

"So… you two don't know who I am?"

"Nope."

"As far as I'm educated, you're Billy's son."

"Dead wrong. Come here, come closer. I'll explain"

Both of them leaned in, and jerked back when they heard the horrendous truth.

"UGH! That's REVOLTING."

"That is the most disgusting thing I have ever heard."

"Shut up, I know what I did, that poor toad deserved it!"

"Yeah, but… WHY?"

"That's unimportant!" The man declared, "For now, to confuse them, you will call me Polo."

Arris frowned. "Hey! This isn't just some trick to try and woo MY girl, is it?"

"It IS! Wow, how'd you get it?"

Arris drew a whole rocket launcher.

"YOU'RE about to get it in a minute…"

"Friendly reminder that you will have worked your rear ends off for nothing, if you quit."

Arris begrudgingly lowered the launcher.

The next day…

Marco looked up at the weird man in the cell with her.

"Hi."

The man waved. The freakish eyes under the mask he wore sent her chills.

"...can't you say anything?"

He shook his head. So she doesn't remember me... Ah.

"Huh. Mute. I see…"

The man grabbed a nearby dry-erase board and started writing.

"Your name?"

"Me? I'm Marco."

The man wrote out another message.

"I am Shallows."

"…do I know you from somewhere? I've heard that name before…"

Shallows held still. She remembers me?

He wrote one last message, before sitting the board on the floor.

"You don't remember me."

"...Shallows… I've heard that name somewhere before…"

Shallows stood and made a weird, scratchy cough. That's IT.

He slammed a hand on the alarm and sat back down.

He wrote, as fast as he could, "We're going to escape. Help me or get left behind."

WAAAAAY earlier…

Billy picked up a weird device, strapping it to his chest.

"...you're not even showing a pulse. PERFECT. Just how I like it."

The man, of whom Billy just finished clothing, didn't stir.

Billy plucked out a replica of the same device and placed it on the man's chest.

"Soon, you and me are going to be the same. Think the same. Act the same. You still don't know what I'm talking about. I bet it feels empty inside, for you, without a soul. I can fix that, very soon. Beware, very soon."

Billy cracked a devilish smile as green flickered to life within the void of the man's black eyes.

"And now… for the MVPs to arrive and meet their new friend."

SHUT UP I CAN HEAR IT FROM A MILE AWAY "oh i thought that travis isn't in this season" That's what I call a red herring. Or just my own stupidity.

Name: Travis Timothy Squaller

Age: 25

Height: 5" 4"

Weight: 120 Lbs

Species: Inkling

Blades Ranking: A+

Self-Defense Ranking: A

Guns Ranking: C

Blunt Weapons Ranking: A+

A wanted serial killer off the job, a battle-refined lieutenant on, this homicidal being uses a vast knowledge of... a lot of things, to use to your disadvantage. He's great at being fake, acts cold and emotionless when he's NOT faking being sad or happy. Does a lot of people dirty when he betrays and kills them on the spot. Last I heard, he pretended to be gay, just to lure someone away and kill them shortly. MVPs hate this guy. A lot.