A huge MVP base came into view. The four, technically five, prisoners inside exchanged glances. The fifth prisoner was a spotted, green, mushroom with legs. The agents in the ship watched them closely. The prisoners being a young man standing tall as a leader and barely older than 25, a dark-skinned girl with red streaks in her hair and an eyepatch, a hooded character, wearing a mask that covered his face and another girl with blue eyes and red pigtails and a crystal-esque skirt that went barely past her knees.
The agents turned to the base in the windshield and the hooded one disappeared, leaving only the handcuffs behind. He reappeared, seconds later, and started attacking the agents beside him.
The second agent got up, but the eyepatch girl nabbed his taser and shocked him in the side with it.
The fourth and fifth agents turned to get kicked repeatedly by the other two.
The pilot barely paid them any attention. He paid the hands that snapped his neck a LOT of attention.
The hooded one grabbed a key off the wall and started undoing their handcuffs. "Pfft… not the most valuable players anymore, huh?"
"What do you suppose we do now? We're on a ship, on its way to our eventual deaths." Said the eyepatch lady.
"We could, you know," said the man,"drive it?"
"Does anyone here know how to pilot an MVP ship?"
The man tossed the MVP body aside and sat down. "I've flown Gamma ships before, doubt there's much of a difference."
"What do we do about the bodies- and Gary?"
Said the other girl, pointing to the walking mushroom in the cage.
"Gary's fine, he's probably happiest when he's in there. But these agents are definitely a roadblock in our-my plans."
The hooded one cackled slowly as he noticed the escape pods.
"Hey, guys. I have an idea."
Meanwhile…
"Alpha, sir, we found a ship, right outside."
Alpha stopped spinning like a child in his swivel chair to watch his assistant approach his desk.
"What's the team, we know em?"
"Yes, they were sent to get the remaining Gamma recruits, the-"
"The rejected ones, I remember now. There were four, right?"
"Yes. Anyway, they've returned. Would you like to see them returning?"
"Sure thing."
Alpha stood, straightened his suit and walked to the parking bay.
To his surprise, there was no ship, just a crashed escape pod, packed tight with five MVP agents.
"What? Where's the ship?" Mumbled the assistant as she glided to the pod.
"There's all the agents… where are the targets?"
The agents inside of the pod started piling out, one by one.
"At least they're okay." Alpha declared.
"What happened to the mission?"
The agents all exchanged glances. "Well… we took our eyes off them for two seconds and they attacked."
The glint of a ship jumping into hyperspace nearby startled everyone in the room.
Alpha sighed. "That's the third team, failing the mission. Get some rest, don't feel bad about it, your jobs resume tomorrow."
The agents shamefully trudged off, but Alpha remained there.
"Alpha, do you want me to find another team?"
"No. I have the perfect idea. Get Mr. "Lucifer" Greenes on the line- no, his whole team. It's about time we got the professionals in on this… got that?"
"Yes sir."
In another, highly familiar MVP base…
The crew of uncanny yet powerful agents fought over who got to answer the call, to the point where a sad Alph was thrown across the room.
Finally, Luigi made it to the messenger room and answered the call. Much to his surprise, their superior appeared.
"Alpha!" Luigi quickly saluted.
"Yes, yes, good to see you, blah blah blah aaaaaaand... where's your captain, is he here?" Said Alpha, hastily.
"Ehhhh... yes. He's right there, getting choke- do you mind if I muted for a sec?"
Luigi muted the call and screamed at 3 to stop killing the captain.
Shortly after, Alpha heard the captain run up.
"Hi, sir, what do we owe..." The captain finished panting and gasping for air to finish his sentence. "Ahem. To what do we owe this... surprising visit?"
"Well, there's a problem. You guys seem to be good at solving those. You see, recently, a team was beaten, due to a menacing group of four- FIVE. They are fired Gamma members and are VERY resilient and powerful together. Much like my f- Omega and his unfinished suit. You think you could get on that?"
"Where's the files on them?"
Alpha tapped a button on his desk in his room and the nearby printer in the agent's base cut on, scaring poor Luigi.
"Right there. Only one of them, we don't properly have the full file on. Anyway, hope you fellas had a nice break, I know I did. Welcome back, friends." Alpha took a bow and disappeared.
The captain grabbed the files and started reading aloud.
"Mick Aroris... 5,3... Unknown species but evidence points toward human, robot, parasite, or octoling(which is the least possible outcome).Likes to mysteriously disappear and reappear behind you. Uses weapons like kunai and katanas to get through a battle. The most excitable and laughs at his opponents."
Luigi had one too.
"This one is... [REDACTED.] So, we don't have a name for him, then. [varies] Uses dual blades and tosses them and they return, as if wired to always return to him. The self-appointed leader, hates being insulted and loves leading them."
"Marco [UNKNOWN] and Arris Lurican... Driver and Blade, Marco's the blade, Arris is the driver, 5,9,missing an eye and wielding a battle axe. Somehow is the queen of seducing agents- five in a row. Marco. 6,4, extremely cocky and seemingly the strongest. Doesn't feel a thing, a scratch to a whole limb, can shake it off and come back either with a whole new arm or without a simple cut."
The agents looked around. "He said there was a fifth one?"
They shrugged it off and sat the files down. The captain yawned. "Ok. I'm going to bed. The mission begins tomorrow, we start searching for... anything we can find. Ya got that?"
Most of them nodded. MOST of them.
About several hours later, in the remnants of a flaming forest...
Mick sat himself down, under a shelter. "So... our "client" is here, I guess?"
"That's what he said... this forest. I wonder... who lit it up?" Replied Marco.
"Some kid, Bacon, I think it was..." Called Arris, who was poking a dead squirrel.
"Porky, and we want nothing to do with him." Said the leader, "He's way too much of a casualty to just kill, unlike, say, Robin. He was an easy kill."
"Wasn't Robin just as important?"
"Not if he's a female in the timeline where we found him as a male."
They sat down.
"But he was a tad tough-"
Mick laughed. "Marco, that's because he was trying to kill you!"
Marco sighed. "Ok, but I wasn't being targeted because of my stupidity, but because of SOME idiot who tried my patience and got punched, like right now."
Mick shut up.
The four screamed when a bomb landed between them. It created a portal, which they fell through.
The leader hopped to his feet first, drawing his blades. "Who's there?!"
"Woah, whoa, pause the fighting, pal!" Called a shrill voice. "I'm just here to chat!"
Mick hopped to his feet as well. "Dear Lord, his voice is shrill..."
Marco was helping Arris up, while Gary just sat on the ground.
"Here, let me help you with the suspicions..."
A green toad opened a door to the black void they sat in.
"Hi, I'm-"
He screamed as Gary was thrown at him.
They glared at Arris. "What, he's creepy!"
"Ngrr..." The toad threw Gary away. "Anyway. before you guys rudely interrupted me, my name is Billy. I'm fired from the once great Gamma corp and was Omega's head-"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, repeat that," Called Mick, "you say you worked for Gamma?"
"Yes, as the head engineer and scientist-"
"Ok, you fit the head, but not the engineer-"
Billy slammed the door behind him. "DO NOT-...Please do not interrupt me, okay?"
"No."
Billy took a step. "Ok. Here's my proposal. I'm the client that invited you out here. Easy, right? Now, I want to work with you guys to exterminate someone, alright?"
They nodded, all slowly.
"Good! So, this someone, this someone, is the Alpha of-"
"THE MVPS?!"
"Yes, how'd you know?"
They all backed away. "Listen, we've been arrested enough by them," called the leader, "I'm not sure that's what we want-"
"And you keep the money once I'm in control of the MVPs. That would be 7 or more billion dollars in every currency known to the multiverse. Would that be enough?"
The group huddled up.
"Ok, he's definitely got a point, we could win it BIG here..."
"Yeah, but we could also get arrested again..."
"But we could get more than we ever need to hunt for! We'd be able to disband- No more Mick!"
"Please shut up. We'll need to work together to achieve this goal, anyhow!"
"Oh, don't trust the toad, he's loopy!" Billy cried.
The group turned. Billy was in the huddle. "What?"
"What do you think guys, are we taking the deal?"
The group exchanged glances, before turning back to Billy.
"That's a yes. And, if we end up arrested, you're gonna die so bad, you're gonna wish that you'd have burned alive."
"Cool!" Exclaimed Billy, "Now, first order of business with you chumps, follow me."
The group looked at each other. "We DO have a group name, you know..."
"And that would be? I have no idea what your name is, because I've only ever seen you in action..."
"We are the Rejected Ones. Ones that Gamma wouldn't have. Too bad, they would have won the war..."
"Cool, nice name." He said, sarcastically, "Now, keep following!"
In the MVP megabase…
Alpha was examining the scar on his face and trying to clean it, when he got a knock on his door.
He threw on his mask.
"Yes, what is it?"
"Hi, Alpha, sir," Called his assistant, "the team you called earlier are here.."
"Oh, fun… let them in."
The captain peeked his head in. "Hi, Alpha, sir.."
"Good to see you in person again, Mr. Greenes! As well as the rest of you."
The team smiled and waved and fanboyed(Simon).
"So, it's been one day, any leads toward our little… Rejected issue?"
"No, because we just woke up, sir."
Alpha turned, slowly. "Don't make me reduce your paychecks…"
"UHH, Sir, We'll be RIGHT ON IT!"
Alpha laughed, under his mask. "I'm kidding!"
"Really?"
He halted and turned the captain around. "No. Better get busy…"
Everyone but one agent had left the room.
"Ah, there's one more, what would YOU want?"
"Did you… happen to, I dunno, along with that huge amount of prisoners, bring in any green Inkling, perhaps?"
"Uhh…. I can check, but I doubt it highly, they were stingy about hires, especially Inklings- No offense."
"...Ok." 3 turned and looked back one more time, before shutting the door and leaving Michael to examine his scars again. He was making good progress, until the phone rang.
"Alpha of the MVPs, what do you-"
"Sir, an agent was brought in from a solo mission, the one who stays here, the girl? She was brought in with several accumulated-"
Alpha was already out the door.
He was moving FAST.
The agents at medbay watched Alpha enter and lock a room.
He swung back a curtain, fuming.
Amber, the sister of our favorite superior and/or Michael, sat in her little hospital bed, looking tired.
"Oh, Michael, it took you forever to get here-"
"Ok, listen to me good and well, while the doctors aren't trying to examine you, okay?"
"Geez, no need to be mad, I'm fine!"
"Well, for your info, I am NOT fine! This is the third time you've gone after whatever you said you were looking for, and came back with an injury! Last month, you broke several bones! Earlier this month, you got a whole bunch of cuts and slashes, what now, you've gotten yourself nearly concussed!"
Amber sighed. "I'm FINE, Michael, it's not THAT bad! At least it wasn't what happened in January-"
"Do not remind me of that, that was horrible."
"Anyway, you're being too tense about this, I'm OK!"
"The near concussion says otherwise, Amber."
"I'm not a child-"
"You were the one who did me in to wear a mask for the rest of my life, due to poor decisions. There are countless other examples of your ignorance."
Amber sighed. "What now, you're gonna lock me in my room?"
A knock on the door came. Alpha turned to the door and turned back.
"I think I have a plan. For now, you get some rest until I can put this plan into action…"
"I'm not a baby!"
"Yeah, yeah, I know. If you die, Dad's gonna be real pissed with me, in heaven…"
Alpha opened the door and walked out, still quite annoyed.
Right as he went to continue examining the scar on his face, an alarm went off.
"Security breach, intruders in the medbay!"
Alpha threw back on the mask, pissed as he could be.
His assistant raced in. "Alpha, we have a problem!"
"The alarms say so, what are we looking at?"
"Four adversaries from the papers you gave Lucifer- they're here and they are demanding to see you."
"Darn it. I'm going to go in. Fetch me the… the thing."
"Yessir."
Alpha opened the door to the docking bay and saw four people standing there.
"Ah! Our guy's here, fellas! Alpha, I presume?" Called the leader.
"Yes, that would be me. Say… you guys… I can't help but recognize you…"
"Well, we are known far and wide, feared even-"
"Oh, you were the trash I picked off my lawn earlier. Get it? Cuz' you're trash?"
The leader frowned. "Ha. Ha. Very funny, masked boy. Sadly, Dedede beat you to the gag."
"At least I don't look like my costume was bought from Party City™."
He looked offended. "Enough talk. Talk is cheap, actions speak louder than words…"
Alpha turned. His assistant was holding something.
"True, true, actions speak louder than words. So, how long would you keep a hitman locked up before you killed him?"
"Well, due to my lack of regrets, 3 days, maybe even 1."
He grabbed the thing from his assistant. "Just what I needed to hear."
The thing his assistant held was a breathtaking, magnificent, outstanding, communications system, used for calling other agents to a job, not any actual weapon.
"So, hey, Mr. Greenes… yes. Oh, you heard? Yeah, they want me dead or something. Are they listening? Of course they are. What do you mean, run? They're FINE! Besides, you guys should have this in the bag."
"Uhh… are you talking about us?"
Alpha turned. "...hold on. YES, I AM TALKING ABOUT YOU."
The leader frowned and turned to the others. "Get a load of this guy."
The others frowned and one even booed.
"Oh, by the way, during our little taunt session, they were not on the phone, therefore I have tricked you, and watch out because here they come."
"Why you son of a-"
The assistant grunted really loud, likely due to Alpha's openly-complained-about dislike of profanities.
"Oh. Sorry. You son of a.. A… Argh, I don't know! We're supposed to be fighting- what is this?!"
"Somebody wanted a fight?" Called our favorite captain, in front of our favorite crew. "Here it is."
Alpha sniggered. "You guys are SO dead…"
Behind the four adversaries stood the team we know and love.
The leader turned. "You! Don't go anywhere," he growled, "Arris, Mick, you guys get slinky and sword guy. Marco, you get… whatever you are… and I've got the marshmallow."
Mick unsheathed the katana. "Ohoho, you're gonna be in pieces after I'm done with you…"
Simon looked at the sword. "Oh, ok. You'll be weeping, seconds after you're feasting your eyes on THIS!"
He unsheathed his sword as well. "Looks like a duel. Are YOU a fair fighter?"
"Well, not exactly, the rules are to just don't die. Other than that, prepare to be cut into giblets."
"Right after the cows come home, mate."
Meanwhile,(yes this is happening at the same time,) Arris pulled out a metal staff. "Hey, you seem like a nice guy. I'd hate to have to murder you."
"Me neither, but talking's really not much of a choice anymore…" Replied L, readying his smoke bomb arsenal and loading up his weapons.
"Well, maybe we CAN talk…" She replied, smoothly.
ALSO meanwhile, Marco cracked her knuckles. "Finally, a worthy opponent! Our battle will be legendary!"
3 frowned. "What's with the vibrant getup? Looks like you just came from the circus."
"Hrm… you are already the most annoying thing I've faced, I can tell. Ok. What's with the suit? Did you just wanna wear plate armor to go meet your superior?"
"Least I don't look like God threw up on me. Keep talking like that, all you're gonna get as a reply is a face full of fist."
Marco laughed. "Ok. Heel kick. Heard those could knock out a fellow. Of course, I shouldn't do that, it'd end the battle too fast."
The captain and the leader both stepped forward. "So… you're the one everyone's so scared of in the gamma remnants? It was YOU who killed Omega, correct?"
"Yes, it was us. That reason is why I still wonder… what are you gonna do against us?"
"You're gonna be real surprised. Go ahead, try me. On three, team, we attack."
"You heard him, guys. On three." The captain mumbled.
"One."
Arris and Luigi readied themselves.
"Two."
3 was SO ready to break Marco's neck.
"ONE."
Simon got into a defensive stance.
The leader drew two blades of light, each one short enough to swing with one hand.
The captain drew his hammer.
"Go!"
Oh. OH NO. IT'S BACK. OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
That's where I've been, all last week(besides school).
A certain green fellow comes back this season. Not our favorite green fellow, but a green fellow... ;)
Greetings! And FAREWELL! Catch you in chapter two of MVPs-season two!