..haha...I think I don't have to explain myself anymore. After all these years, this is probably the 5th? 6th? 7th? time I have gone on a hiatus that lasted 5 to 6 months. Well, anyways, heh...
As one of my readers, firekai, once said, "The thing I like about you is that even if you go on a hiatus for months, you never give up on a story." And that is true. I made it my heart's mission, since this story's beginning, to NEVER, ever give up on you readers. No matter how long I go away...I just want to thank you all for having continued having faith in me. Faith in my stories. Faith in my writing. And thank you, to my readers, for coming back, even after such long periods of absence. Hopefully (and sadly as well!) ...this will be my last hiatus anyway.
Anyways, there was a reason why this update took so long. I pretty much re-wrote a large majority of this chapter. It was WAY too simple. The players were simply hopping from mission to mission. No trouble. No obstacles. So I thought: what else can I add?
Anyways, this super-long chapter was split into TWO shorter chapters! So instead of one incredibly-long, tiring chapter, you get two shorter ones! Ahoy yay! I personally think the story flies better with these chapters being split and separated. You'll see why. And I figured that you guys wouldn't enjoy another delay, haha.
SUPER BONUS!
In my last update, I only offered seven people the crucial clue to the Mole's identity. Now, I will give one more chance at receiving that clue.
Out of the reviewers of the latest chapter, Chapter 42...four more reviewers will receive the most crucial clue of this story. And it is a clue...that may give you that final inkling towards the very identity of the Mole. (cough...only actual, genuine reviews will be considered...please).
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And now, we continue...after all these months of waiting...with the next installment of The Mole: Agent's Elevation.
The Final Episode (PART 5)
97 Minutes Remaining…
The players had arrived in a sea of endless grass and green. Hidden danger awaited to end their game.
"I can't believe we finished the second game!" Tiny shouted, relieved and looking around the expanse of the green field. She was disoriented, but she was the least affected by the brutal boat throw among her teammates. Tiny saw Eclair standing next to her on a patch of dirt.
And then she saw Eclair get hit by the dart.
"No...Eclair!" Tiny cried, running up to Eclair's side. The princess let out a gasp, and the princess fell to her side without warning. Tiny ran up to her, desperately trying to hold up Eclair's body.
"Are you okay?!" Then, it was Tiny's turn to freeze. In the corner of her eye, she saw the square-shaped machine situated on a patch of dirt in front of her.
Tsst….tstt…. On the Zb June's edge, a tiny appendage seemed to mechanically turn, as if detecting movement. Now, the machine had aimed its tranquilizer dart directly towards the two players.
The machine prepared to shoot. Tiny screamed.
"Not...today!" Piantissimo yelled, and with a large rock in his hands, smashed the stone down with full force directly onto the head of the metal machine.
CRASH!
With a loud crash, the rock tore through the Zb June, sending pieces of machine in the air as it was mercilessly split in half. In its dying breath, the once-deadly machine sparked out its last electrical malfunction, and then ceased to move. The machine was destroyed, and Piantissimo turned to the others.
"Oh, my gosh…" Tiny covered her face from the frightening predicament that had almost taken place. She had been saved from the machine of ruin.
"I…saw it coming," Piantissimo said, breathing heavily and sounding slightly scared at first. Then, after a few seconds he grinned. But as he saw Eclair and Tiny on the ground, his face changed to one of disconcerted feelings.
"Was she hit by a...oh no," Piantissimo said worriedly, going to Eclair's side. The princess was still awake, but her face showed heavy fatigue. All three of them, including Eclair, now all knew what had happened.
"I...I couldn't avoid it," Eclair whispered. Tiny shook her head in disbelief and anger.
"And as soon as you arrived in this land too...I mean, that's so...ugh!" Tiny looked away, and the others could see that there were tears of frustration in her eyes.
Tiny: As soon as we arrived in the land, Eclair was hit by a needle. She had no chance to avoid it at all. No chance to even run. It wasn't fair for any of us. This whole game...just was never fair at all. I was just so angry...SO, SO angry...at the Mole.
Piantissimo looked at Eclair, his face blank and lost, as if thinking of what to do next.
"Do not worry...it's just one dart," Piantissimo voiced, trying to speak in a reassuring voice, but he still looked worried. "There isn't much tranquilizer in them...at least I don't think there is."
They were in a land of danger and open green. Tiny, Eclair, and Piantissimo could only look with dismay at the deadly land ahead of them, a world that seemed to go for miles and miles. Now cognizant of their land's threats, they all saw little boxes of metal that scattered the land ahead of them sporadically, almost like unwanted weeds. Far in the distance, they saw a tall tower, standing grand upon the empty land. Upon seeing the bell tower, almost instantly, the three of them knew which mission they were in.
"The Bell of Endurance game," Tiny said, nervously facing the others. The bell in their distance seemed to taunt them, swaying very gently above the land of deadly grass.
Tiny: Those first two games we played? The Cliff Springs mission? The Boat challenge? Those were the easy ones. Now I knew how hard this final mission would be.
Piantissimo: Welcome to the real games.
"The next instructions?" Piantissimo said with a suspicious voice, seeing the scrawlings on a piece of paper to their side. Slowly taking in a breath, they read it together:
The Bell of Endurance
The players in the 5th episode never made it to the bell tower in this game. But now, you can fix their errors.
Each of you have a key. Bring all three keys to the bell tower, and unlock its doors. Climb to the top, and ring the bell together, And closer to the end of Season 1 you'll be.
P.S. The darts however, not the bell, should be your foci.
"Keys…" Piantissimo opened the envelope, and within it, he poured the three keys out into his hand. "We each need one. To open the tower, and ring the bell!"
"Do you think you can get up?" Tiny asked, helping Eclair stand to her feet. "We'll help you. I'm sorry you were hit...but we have to keep going."
"Okay...yes," Eclair voiced weakly. Slowly, the princess got to her feet. She was standing, and as Tiny gently let her go, she wobbled slightly, but remained fine on the shoulder of the other female player. Just a hundred feet away from them, the three of them could see a wall of metal, letting off odd, momentary flashes of blue. They stared at it in silence.
ZOOM! A dart whizzed by their feet. The players tried to run into the area in front of them full of grass, and with every step they took in the field, they were followed by another machine, designed to take them down. Each dart made the same zoom sound that whistled across their ears.
"Run...run….run!" Piantissimo shouted, trying to make his way across the grass as fast as he could. All three players kept their eyes peeled as they ran hurriedly across the dart-filled war zone. Just a few feet ahead of them, the wall of electricity shined.
Tiny: I could HEAR them….the darts just missing me by inches. But all I did was keep on running. And make sure that we made it to that wall.
"Oomph!" After just three-hundred feet, the players fell to the base of the wall with a thud. Facing up, Tiny looked up at the high length of the blue-flashing wall. Seeing the length of the wall tower over them at twenty feet high, and also seeing that just a single rope ladder existed by the wall's side, Tiny looked distressed.
"Help…" Eclair tried to let out a sound, but it was weaker than before.
"I...don't know how Eclair is going to make it," she said, shaking her head. She looked at the rope ladder on the wall's side, and then at Eclair with defeat.
"I…don't know how I'm going to make it," Tiny sighed, and she slowly dropped to her knees as well. The three players were huddled, almost in a moment of uncertain surrender on the grass. As they looked to the sky, they saw something pasted in the blue above them that made their hopes drop even left. It was their time limit, slowly counting down: 81 minutes remaining.
Tiny: The game was already one-third done...but were WE done?
"Eclair can't…even walk," Tiny began, and she seemed despondent as small tears appeared in her eyes. "And we have this tall wall to climb." She looked at her teammates.
"Do we just...stop here?" Tiny said in a desperate voice. Hearing this, Piantissimo turned to her, shaking his head furiously
"No...we can't just quit! Of course not," Piantissimo replied strongly. "That's what they did before in this game. We're not going to do what the players did, back in Season 1." Tiny turned to him with surprise, and saw that his face was passionate.
"Will we quit, like those first players had done when they played this game over three years ago?" Piantissimo said in question, "or will we go on? As winners?" Tiny looked at him, then at the ground. Piantissimo smiled a little.
"One of us may be the Mole," Piantissimo said in a resolute voice as he smiled, "but I'm sure that he or she, whoever they are, still wants us to win this game. To make this season better than the others played before." He nodded, almost slightly to himself.
"To fix their mistakes, and make the game of the Mole great again. Wouldn't you think so too?" he finished. Tiny looked at him, then at Eclair. Then, she turned back to the wall, a look of tiredness but determination on her face as she let out a large sigh. It was a sigh of hope.
"I'm...I'm sorry. I won't quit. You're right," Tiny whispered. ""I'm...I'm so stupid. I'm quitting, and neither of the two of you are. I'm…" Eclair touched her hand softly, as Tiny faced her.
"We won't let you do this alone.," Eclair spoke. "We will all succeed together. The other two helped her get to her feet, and after a few seconds, she was able to make her footing in the dirt. The princess was standing, but she wobbled once more as Piantissimo caught her in his hands. She closed her eyes, then opened them again.
"I can...climb this wall," Eclair said, her voice resolved. "But if I do...I do not know how far I can make it after this."
"If you climb this wall, then I promise, I shall carry you myself all the way to the end," Piantissimo told her. At her determination, Piantissimo couldn't help but grin.
"You can do it!" Tiny said, nodding. "I can do it too...we all can. Just one wall. One measly...little...wall." The other two players nodded, and carefully, they positioned Eclair to go first over the blue-lit barrier. The princess got a grip of the rope ladder which dangled like a string ahead of her, and with a nod, she held on strongly. As she made her first climb, it was as if she was using her last ounces of strength to climb the rope ladder to the other side of the electric-blue wall.
"Oomph..." she said, slightly in pain. Eclair tightened her grip once again on the rope ladder.
Eclair: I had cleared my mind. It was numb. I was blocking out pain. I did not know what compelled me to climb. It was a force I cannot explain. An imminent feeling of personal success that kept me going on. I was happy in myself for climbing that wall.
Piantissimo went next, using his arms to support Eclair's legs as they made it up each rung. Tiny, eyeing them nervously and hesitantly, played the expectant role of catching them in case one of them were to stumble backwards and fall dangerously back to the ground. But neither of them did.
Tiny: After we all made it to the other side of the wall...what existed after this? This couldn't be the end of our troubles...and I was scared for that fact.
"Careful….ah!"
As they all let go off the ladder's second side, they all knew one thing: they had all made it to the other side. Eclair fell to the ground, her energy depleted. Tiny looked around, exhausted as well.
"Guys! Look!" As soon as they had reached the other side of the metal fence, they noticed that something else awaited them, sitting on the grass. It was a metal box, but to their relief, it was not a Zb June designed to end their game.
"What is...that?" Tiny asked, peering at it from a distance. Before them, sitting on the breeze-filled grass, the metal container glistened in the sun. On its front, a faded symbol was present: a logo of a snake, wrapped around a single pole. From familiarity, the players knew that it was a logo of a medical sign, but they were still hesitant in approaching it. Cautiously, Tiny walked over to it to lift its cover, as the other two stared at her in silence. Then, the box was opened, and its contents became visible to them.
Eclair: And we could not believe what we saw.
To their surprise, a single, transparent bottle was in the box. As Tiny picked it up quickly, she saw that within the small bottle were little blue pills, snuggled inside. On its label, the players saw a single phrase: Tranquilizer Cures. Tiny gasped.
"No way..there was a cure?!" Tiny said silently, and then she started smiling. "For the darts...there was an antidote in this game the whole time!"
"An antidote?..." Piantissimo said, walking over to it and looking at it with surprise. Eclair, tired but still awake, looked in shock towards the box. Piantissimo turned around ecstatically.
Piantissimo: It was a surreal part of this mission. What was this box doing here? When we all watched Season 1 on TV, there was no never a mention of a medicine box in this game! So where did this come from?
"Eclair, take these! They will help, I am sure!" He picked up the container, opening it up and handing the pills into Eclair's hand. The princess opened her eyes fully, confused, but she took a pill and placed it into her mouth in trust.
Eclair: I did not care what it was. I was so tired. Anything that promised to cure my body, I was eager to take.
Five minutes passed. They were all sitting down, huddled on the grass ground once again. As the players waited for a few minutes, they all contemplated in silence. Minutes ticked by, but they were necessary.
"I mean…" Tiny looked at the ground, smiling.
"All the players had to do in the first season was just...climb over the wall to discover these pills," Tiny continued with realization. "They would have discovered the antidote box. The antidote to revive all the other players in the game! Lakitu could have discovered it, and given it back to Blooper, and Peach, and Toadette, and Luigi….and they all could have won." Eclair's eyes lit up.
"But they simply quit," remembered Eclair. Piantissimo nodded slowly.
"This...this little antidote box…I guess us three are the first people to ever know there was an antidote box in this game, huh?" They all looked at each other.
"The players in Season 1 never knew..." He turned to the box, mystified.
Piantissimo: Nobody in the world knew that this secret aspect of the game...this antidote box...existed. Until now.
"If only they had not quit in the first season." And they waited.
"You're standing again!"
A few minutes had passed, and the princess had already gotten to her feet. But as soon as she stood up, she swayed a bit. Tiny and Piantissimo grabbed her hands steadily.
"I am okay," Eclair said, and she smiled to the two of them. "Thank you…" They looked ahead of them. More machines existed.
"I'm keeping these pills, …" Piantissimo began, slowly putting it into his side pocket and coughing. "You know, err...just in case we need them again.
"Hopefully there won't be a 'just in case' needed for us," Tiny added, both nervously and humorously.
And together, the three of them started to walk. Their game, with just 71 minutes remaining, still remained to be finished.
Piantissimo: We had to do it, yes...but we didn't know what would be coming next.
"The bell tower is right there!" The three of them went on, and it took them just another minute to finally reach the tower's wooden door. The bell tower was an immense structure, old-fashioned and made from robust stones that stacked high enough in order to create the grand construction. But the second they saw the three locks on the front of the tower's old door, the players knew just which devices they needed to use to open them.
"The keys…" Eclair said. She took out her key from her pocket, then Tiny took hers out, and then finally, Piantissimo. Simultaneously, they fit their keys into the three padlocks which were positioned adjacently to each other, holding the door shut. At once, the door seemed to creak open, and as it did, the players looked inside. Their eyes stared in awe at the tall and stone-filled interior of the bell tower. It was a beautiful sight.
"Hurry!" Seeing endless stairs, they traveled their way up. The spiraling of the stone steps seemed to travel up forever, but each player was invigorated with new energy due to their approaching finish. With determination, they tirelessly ran up the steps of the tower.
As they slowly reached closer to its top, their eyes could make out the yellow, metal structure that hung high above them, one which they had since the beginning of the game eyed from miles away. The light from the sun above got brighter, and so did the shine of the bell before them. At last, they reached a circular platform, and in their center was the grand object which they had to ring to secure their win.
Eclair: This game had almost defeated me. But I had beat it. And I will not let anything else defeat me. I would win, for the others who had played before me.
Hanging from underneath the large bell's bottom, a large rope dangled freely like an invitation. Reaching forwards, Eclair grabbed the rope from under the bell, and turned around to hand the long rope length to both Tiny and Piantissimo. They all grabbed it.
"We ring...together," she said softly, and the other two nodded. Together, they all gripped the long string, as if waiting to pull a prize..
"One...two…!"
DONGGGGGGGG!
DONGGGG!
DONGGG!
DONGGG!
With each violent ring of the grandfather clock, the pendulum swung even more. The walls of the house seemed to shake as well with each dong that was made.
Tiny, Eclair, and Piantissimo all covered their ears, then slowly opened their eyes after the ringing had stopped. They felt a carpet below them, and looked around to see furniture, dust, cobwebs, and rusted, antique objects sitting around the house. A seven-foot knight statue existed on one side of the wall, and the players tensed up. A fireplace, glowing lightly from the wall across from them, was the only source of light that served to expose their eyes to the uncanny surroundings of the living room.
"Yikes..." The severed heads of a deer, bear, and moose were stuffed and hung above the fireplace, like trophies. To the players, it seemed like a warning.
A strange aroma of cotton-island scented candles was in the air, and the Mole knew exactly whose house it was. As soon as the players took their first steps on the floor, the wood below their feet immediately creaked. It was the setting of someone's house, and its interior was both unwelcoming and haunting. The living room overall was dim, as if it was purposely made to be not well-lit, but it was the least of the player's worries. In the corner of the room, sitting on a long couch, were various porcelain dolls. The three players couldn't help but shudder at the figures of perfect human replica, the dolls' marble eyes reflecting the blaze of the fireplace.
"Sixty-seven minutes left…just above an hour left of this darn, final game," Piantissimo said. The grandfather clock, alongside its faded, metal hands, had a digital counter that flashed softly below its face. The players saw that their game's time limit was ticking down: 67 minutes remained for their game.
And finally, they saw the large, glass-framed diplomas littered on the wall besides them. A single name was printed on each certificate in fine cursive: MASON COLES HALLYBOO.
"I...I think I know where we are," Eclair said, her voice holding fear.
"Yes, me too," Piantissimo commented, wrinkling his nose and looking around the house. "Unfortunately."
"This is someone's house...and he had sent us here," Tiny spoke nervously, looking around and eyeing everything with a little bit of uncertainty. She was careful not to touch any of the mansion's dusty interior.
The players immediately saw that on the wall, in large embroidery that seemed to be stitched and quilted with highest finesse, was a message waiting for them upon a beautiful quilt:
McHallyboo's Funhouse
Welcome, welcome, welcome, to my beautiful funhouse. I hope you have as much fun here as the rest of them did.
Do you like my dolls? They're very pretty.
Unfortunately, at the cost of 40,000 coins, the guests have already left this house. But not all of them have gone.
Show affection towards her. Toadette never did. And you may, with permission, move on from this house of frighten.
Piantissimo folded his arms, reading it again. "Not all the guests have left?" he repeated, reading the message and facing the wall. He shrugged.
"I understand that we may have to do something, yes. But what does it mean, to show affection towards her-?"
"AHH!" Eclair immediately covered her mouth, having turned around to face what had suddenly appeared in the middle of the parlor floor. It was a large creature, and Piantissimo and Tiny cautiously backed up against the wall as well for their safety. Its eyes gleamed out to them, and the creature's scaly skin and evidently-sharp teeth made them all know that they were not welcome.
The crocodile took one snap of its jaws, and Eclair screamed again.
"Shh!" Tiny immediately jumped to Eclair's side, holding her hand up to stifle her scream. "Don't panic! You'll scare her! I've...I've seen crocodiles like this one before. They're...relatively harmless."
"I am sorry..." Eclair slowly calmed down, looking slightly embarrassed.
Tiny: Being from the jungle, I see crocodiles all the time...but I knew it wasn't the same for my teammates.
"Do not panic?" Piantissimo repeated with incredulity, backed up against the manor's wall with nervousness. "It is a breathing, absolutely-hungry crocodile!"
"That's-that's normal...!"
"Zzzzz..." All of the sudden, they heard a strange sound from the dark hallway behind them. They all jumped, suddenly hearing the slight buzzing sound, faint in volume but strong enough to catch their attention. The three of them turned around simultaneously to face the empty, vast hallway behind them that existed. From its darkness, they heard another buzz, but this time, louder.
"Zz...zz...zzzzzzzZ..." The buzzing got stronger and even more loud, and the three of them exchanged glances nervously.
"Do you believe…" Eclair spoke slowly with a gulp, "that perhaps the flies have escaped as well from the meat locker?"
Piantissimo: Oh no...if I were to remember just a single occurrence from this episode, it would when the winner Luigi was tortured by those one thousand and one fiendish, winged devils in a rotting meat locker. I simply could not wait to escape this house.
"We will escape...but how?" Eclair said, looked at walls of the parlor.
"How do we get out of here, before we are turned into fly food?" Piantissimo wondered, and faced in front of him just a little nervously, at the glaring crocodile on the carpet floor.
"Or perhaps...crocodile food?" he finished with a voice of dislike. Tiny's eyes lit up.
"Pet the crocodile...that's how we win!" Tiny said silently, and the other two players turned to her. "That's it! That's the game."
"What! Pet it?!" Piantissimo faced her with a glare of disbelief, then back at the crocodile in front of him with fear.
"Just listen to me!" Tiny declared. "I'm sure that's our way to secure a win. We must show affection to the crocodile. Toadette cost everyone the 40,000 coins...and made Luigi and Blooper's efforts useless...because she chickened out and ran away from the gator. That is the mistake we have to fix." Piantissimo and Eclair turned to each other, slowly nodding.
Piantissimo: She remembered everything so clearly. It was good, of course, because it was helping us win. But it was truly a miracle, and a little odd, that Tiny remembered all these details so vividly.
"Showing affection to a crocodile and petting it isn't the same as surviving an hour in a flooded glasshouse full of plants," Tiny said, smiling a little, "but...I'm sure the Mole and McHallyboo would see this as an act of equal value to redeem Toadette's cowardice. We have to do it." Piantissimo and Eclair turned to each other, and then back at Tiny. They nodded.
"Zzzz….zzzzZZZ…." At hearing the sound of the flies getting louder, the players looked more panicked. Tiny stretched out her hand towards the crocodile on the ground. With a quick nod, Eclair knelt down and did the same as well.
"If we must, then I am willing," Eclair said slowly. She rolled up her dress arm sleeve.
Eclair: I had already faced the dread of death from a hungry klaptrap the day before...and a dart today. A crocodile would not bother me.
"I...still have a few reservations," Piantissimo admitted. Tiny looked at Piantissimo with a small frown, but he still continued on.
"One of those BIT ME while we were in the sunken gloom of that ship!" Piantissimo protested. "I…" But Tiny faced him, as if pleading for him to agree and do the same with them. With a sigh, Piantissimo reached forwards his hand as well. The other two did the same.
Zzzzzzzzz…. The intense sound of buzzing got stronger from behind them. At this noise, the three players looked at each other in panic, and nodded. Side by side, their hands were just inches away from landing on the nose of the crocodile.
"zzzZZZZZZZZZ!" To their horror, the flies began one by one entering into the parlor. In soon time, the hoard of bugs would infest everything, and the players knew that they did not have time left. Tiny screamed, seeing the formation of insects appear like a black orb from within the darkness of the hallway behind them. Eclair gasped, seeing its shape.
"ZZZZZZ!" the buzzing continued, and they faced back to the creature in front of them.
"Now!" As the players put their hands closer to the crocodile, it opened her mouth slightly. Her teeth, visible to all of them, gleamed brightly in the chandelier's light. Even at that instant, Tiny felt a little bit of fear.
As soon as their hands pet the crocodile's head, the flies infested the parlor, and nothing else in the parlor could be seen.
"ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!"
"ZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzz-roooooooooooom!"
It was an abrupt transition of their location. Before they could think, they felt wind hitting their faces at unbearable speeds.
Piantissimo: It was truly painful, the wind...but perhaps most of all, it was very confusing. Just what was going on?
Their ears were assaulted by a roaring vibration that seemed to emanate from high above them, and they witnessed all around them a perpetual blue, both near them and in their distance. The tremendous and deafening sound continued to exist over the players, even when the three of them were now hundreds of feet away from the vibration's original source. The large whirring sound that continued to ring in their ears was similar to that of the engine of an airplane, and the players felt as if they had been placed not only into another world but onto another level of their planet.
The first thing they saw were a flurry of clouds below them, and looking up, they endless atmosphere above them.
Eclair: The second thing we noticed was that our feet were no longer touching the ground. And that we were not standing on anything. We were falling.
...Welcome to Season 2! : D
Haha!
Anyways, the story continues next chapter. See you there!
Reviewer Hall of Fame!
(dedicated to every reader who reviewed my last chapter, months ago. You deserve this :D
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The Man Who is Truly the Mole
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Always the Fastest, Forever
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A Reader and Reviewer who is Truly on "Fire!"
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Anddd, lastly! I wanted to give a shoutout to Perianth: That was...a BEAUTIFUL memory lane of every character through all 3 seasons. I can't lie and say that I didn't get emotional reading your flashback lineup x) You even went back to my favorite players that I forgot about...and boy, was that a ride that gave me bittersweet feels. You nickname because of that? PERIANTH THE HEART-STRING PULLER!