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BANG!
A beaten up MVP agent rolled out of a weird looking pod. He instantly went to check his face and stared at the result in horror.
EW! UGH! That's horrendous!
He tried speaking, but only coughed up blood and mucus. The uneven breathing, due to his nearly-burned-off face and neck, made him sick to his stomach.
He reached into his bag and grabbed out a familiar-looking red mushroom and devoured it. He smiled as the wounds went away, but couldn't bear to speak. The unhealed wounds in his throat told him not to.
Okay… find the client. Find. The client. Bring him back. Simple! Easy! I just…. Am mute until I can get help! What am I saying, I might be this way forever!
He flicked on an MVP-grade tracker. I got this. I got this. Do it for the future.
The agent(who's codename happened to be Shallows,) looked around.
...where am I, anyway?
He looked around again and found… not much to look around to, sadly.
I mean, a desert doesn't hold much anyway. Shallows sighed and turned on his receptor. No immediate residue of any nearby portals shone. He meant to sigh, but instead released a terrifying cough.
I already hate this.
Shallows advanced.
A long time later…
Shallows crumpled to the floor. YES! I made it!
He looked at the receptor. Faint portal readings made him release a (sound that's supposed to be) a laugh. I DID IT! I LIVED! OH MY GOD!
Shallows reverted back the remnant to open the portal and jumped in.
He landed in an MVP facility. Or was it a Gamma facility? Shallows didn't have the time to determine such differences. He ran. Any MVP/Gamma base always has a way to get to either sides' bases.
That assumption of his remained, sadly, VERY wrong.
He paused and ducked into a hiding spot.
"There you are. You got it!"
The little toad with a metal backpack stood, facing someone Shallows just couldn't make out exactly.
"Yup. Here you go, fresh from the facility."
"You're REALLY saving my bacon with this, you know that? I'm gonna hafta pay you back somehow. Remind me, I will."
"Sure thing, pal! One more thing... if you ever talk to an Agent 3... give her my regards."
"Sure thing, pal! Also... who ARE you?"
"...do you really want to know?"
Shallows remained quiet, whilst they sat in silence for a second.
"Well... uhhh... Thanks, old chum!" Billy caught something. Some canister. Shallows didn't bother looking inside.
They left. Or at least one of them did. The other sat there for a second.
Shallows stepped out of his hiding spot. This is a Gamma base. CRAP!
He turned. Billy?
Shallows continued. He stopped in a shipping bay. He nabbed the nearest key and opened up the nearest Gamma ship. He blasted off, in high hopes.
During his flight, Shallows approached an MVP base. Specifically, the megabase.
Shallows' stomach dropped the second he caught eye of the approaching MVP ship.
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Shallows shook himself awake. A searing pain on his face urged him to jump to his feet.
He stared in awe at the blood on his hand. He looked at himself in the nearest puddle. He stood and held back tears. I've been beaten. Taken down. W-why?
He turned to his bag. I sent out the signal. I DID! They must not have noticed... I've got to save the future. I've got to save them.
Shallows looked up. The scattered remains of the ship he flew littered the trees nearby.
Crap…
A few days later...
Shallows stood, giving off nothing but a cold stare. He stood over the body of a masked character he didn't know. They laid there, lifeless. Was that… me?
He reached down and picked up the mask. I've killed a man. I mean… you kill plenty of men in this line of work, but THIS… this guy didn't deserve that…
Shallows sat down. All I wanted was to save the future. All I wanted to do was save them.
He grabbed the body and pulled off the cloak. I'm going to find that horrible excuse for a superior.
Shallows put on the mask and stood. And he's not going to like what happens next.
After he ensured someone would find him there, Shallows turned on his distress call and waited.
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Ouch..
Shallows stood. A few agents had started searching for him. Unfortunately, they blew up the forest by accident and made Shallows have to do everything himself.
Shallows took off the mask for a second. They could be my chance. My chance..
When the agents went back into their ship, Shallows ducked under the seats and waited. Right as he decided to escape, they all screamed. The agents ran and alerted the nearest person. Who alerted everyone else.
You're kidding. MOTHERF-
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Shallows stood right there. His goal was literally backed into a corner.
You're right here.
Alpha stood in the corner. "Hey! HEY! We can talk this out like… Normal creatures!"
Shallows resisted screeching or releasing some threat.
Ohohohoho! IT'S TIME! I'M GOING TO ENJOY THIS!
Shallows grabbed Alpha and flung him across the room.
Right as Shallows went to "pull" the final stunt, Alpha retorted. With a metal rod.
Ouch.
Shallows retracted, quickly.
"HA! Take that, copycat! That's what you get for-"
Shallows grabbed Alpha. Before he knew it, Alpha had HIM. Alpha held Shallows in a headlock.
"You give up, pal? I'd hate to have to break your neck!"
Shallows sat there for a second. I can't do this. I've done enough. I dismembered so many people to get here and I can't even do it.
(Finally! A moment where I actually say how much time passed!) A few days later…
Alpha leaned on the glass to Shallows' containment cell.
"Hey, buddy. Can't help but notice your badge there… who's team are you with?"
Shallows remained silent.
"HEY! I'm talkin' to you!"
Shallows looked up at Alpha. I can't even answer him. That's disappointing. Truly disappointing.
"You mute, or something?"
Shallows nodded.
"Oh, ok… I can't help but feel as if I've seen you before. What's your codename?"
Alpha mask-palmed. "Riiiight. You're mute. Here."
Alpha passed a small marker and dry-erase board to Shallows.
"There. Now, tell me, what's your codename?"
Shallows slowly wrote. "I can't say that."
"You serious? Alright, listen. Remove your mask. I can't take you seriously with that stupid piece of styrofoam on your face."
I wish I could laugh at him right now.
Shallows wrote, "Right back at ya."
"Not cool. I'm going to be right back. You escape again, and I won't hesitate to kill you, next time."
Shallows watched Alpha leave. I'm going to escape. And I WILL get my revenge. That Travis fellow seems to have known what he was doing. How's about I pay ole T-Bone a visit…
Present, with our friends…
Simon and the masked man gave each other a weird staredown.
"I seriously feel like I've seen that funny mask before."
The man picked up the board and wrote something. "Shallows."
"Shallows? H...how do you know my last name?"
"I know you. How else, stupid?"
Simon felt a weird chill. "Why'd you say that?"
"We know each other."
"Well, Mr… uhhh… can I call you Masky? Well, Mr. Masky, I DON'T know you."
Masky stood up.
"I wish I could say how."
"How we know each other? I'm sorry, I don't remember where the heck that mask came from. But it's creepy."
Masky sat back down. He looked up. Simon felt another chill, like those eyes weren't real. Little did he know…
Meanwhile…
"It's gotta be here. Someone's been here. I can tell."
"How?" Queried 3.
"Because," Stated Luigi, "there are literally fresh footsteps here."
"I knew that."
Luigi dropped to the floor, grabbing 3's hanging tentacle and yanking her down with him.
"'D you hear that?"
"No."
"Well, shut up! Someone Is definitely here!"
They(specifically 3,) felt very disappointed when Billy strutted through the terrain, as if he knew the place.
"Lah-dee-dah! What a grrrrrrrreat day to cause villainy!" He sang(horribly).
Billy opened a secret door in a nearby(and weirdly out of place) tree.
"My, MY! I wonder how my specimen is doing. It's only a matter of time before I have to…"
He trailed off, as he descended.
"Quick, Roxy, we have to follow him!"
"Roxy?"
"I heard Simon say that once, I'm just copying what he said- the door is closing!"
"Well, I don't like it."
Luigi tossed them both into the doorway. This ended up with him stuck in it, of course.
3 sat there, staring.
"You need help, or are you good?"
"I'm STUCK. I'm NOT good!"
"Here." 3 ducked under Luigi and stood in the doorway. "Give me your hand."
3 grabbed Luigi's hand for him and yanked him forward.
Both of them rolled down the stairs.
When they hit the bottom, Luigi sighed in relief.
"He didn't hear that?"
Billy skipped around the facility, wearing earmuffs.
"3, we have to be quiet, to not alert him!"
Luigi blanched at 3's sudden absence.
"Oh no."
Luigi waited, before sneaking out and slamming right into 3.
"Hey. L. Look at that."
A huge chamber, holding a strange-looking amalgamation inside stood before them.
"It's making so much progress. My magnum opus." murmured Billy, "My greatest life's work. I HAVE to do this. A perfect artificial human! With no problems or malfunctions or disorders or…. Anything! It's a perfect man. Only thing is, I would have preferred other skin colors. But that's no biggie! I can't wait! I CANNOT WAIT!"
Billy twirled and danced. "It's all going to work out in the end. Do you know what I had to risk to get this?! A LOT! But I finally got it!" Billy giddily chuckled. "And NO MVP scum to get in the way!"
3 and Luigi blanched. "Oh,"
"You're so beautiful. My creation." Billy mumbled, again, "And nothing let tell you different. I had to go insane to get you here and I'm never gonna let you go." He turned, barely missing the two behind him, ducking into their hiding spots.
Billy started cutting off the lights, leaving the two inside in the dark.
Luigi stepped out, right after Billy left.
"3. What's he gonna do with that…?"
"From what I got, he impregnated a human and that's his deformity he calls a son."
"EW! That's not it! He said that it was artificial… maybe he made it himself?"
"Ya think? Can toads even impregnate other species?"
"Yes, in a weird event that got on the news...he plans something REALLY big with this, clearly. But what…?"
L snapped a picture of it and turned to 3. "We have to get this to Alpha, ASAP!"
"Whose DNA is he using… should we search for samples?"
L paused. "If we had a sample… maybe we could find a way to fix this guy?"
"What if I'm right, what if it IS his son?"
L paused again. "Well… he deserves what comes to him, sadly.."
"YOU'RE GONNA KILL IT?!"
L slammed a hand over 3's mouth. "Quiet! I think he's still in th-"
Shortly after 3 blurted out, Billy darted back down the stairs, with a shotgun in his chrome arms.
"WHO'S THERE?!"
They ducked into another hiding spot.
"Did you have to wear the flexible uniform?!" Snarled L, who remained squished into a hiding spot.
"Hey, I've gotta be ready to fight comfortably! Besides, I'm bigger than you!"
"Get your feet outta my face!"
Billy cocked the shotgun. "Nobody touches my specimen. Even a touch could kill it. I can't let that happen." growled he, "So come out, unless you want me to blast your heads off!" He maniacally laughed, afterward, "I don't need trespassers!"
Billy patrolled the facility. "Was it just me again? Aww… I wanted to blast out some brains! Darn it!"
Billy stormed out.
Luigi threw 3 out of the hiding spot.
"EUGH! When was the last time you took a shower-" Luigi quietly dry heaved. "Seriously! That was worse than the time I got captured and threatened to be put down! Smells like rotten seafood!"
"No joke."
"That's not the point. Anyway, away from your odorous activities, we have what we need! Let's g-o GO!"
Back at base…
"WHAT IS THAT?!" Cried Simon, disgusted. "Looks like the 'baked' chicken my mom made last thanksgiving!"
"It's some sort of artificial human, in a chamber made for… something!"
"NO, IT'S A RAW, UNBAKED CHICKEN."
"He's incubating an artificial human to do something drastic. What's he pulling?" Mumbled the captain, "Also, where the heck is 3?!"
"She's at home, taking a shower. Since we don't have one here."
"Why is she taking a shower, she hasn't taken a dang shower since we got this base!" countered the captain.
"Well, she smells and deserves a shower. A long shower."
"OKAY, but we still don't know what the heck Billy's planning to do with an enlarged baked chicken!" blurted Simon.
"Whatever it is… it doesn't look good."
"Nope. Could use some more time in the oven-"
"SIMON." Snapped the captain, "Stop roasting the baked chicken."
A quiet snicker from everyone behind him made the captain turn. "Stop! What's so funny?"
"Never mind.."
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Billy smiled at the growing body inside of the chamber. "Very soon. Very soon, I get what I want. MVPs think they're so smart. They think they're at the top of the worlds. I'm here to show them. Clever leaders always have a hard fall. And I'm that fall."
The strange incubating man didn't stir.
"Ah… don't worry. You don't have much of a purpose. After you serve mine, I'll probably keep you forever. Or until I find a way to properly exterminate you and save the power."
He started pacing. "But you're still mine. MVPs know that. They have the pics, they have the proof! They know of your existence. But you're whose?"
Billy waited for an answer.
"MINE. Speaking capabilities aren't exactly at their finest, but that's because you're a braindead husk."
Billy turned on his comms. "Rejects! This is GreenSpots, gimme the status report!"
"GreenSpots, this is SlickEyes, we are currently preparing the Luigi disguise."
"Good. Don't leave until that scumbag arrives! I need to talk to him."
"Yessir."
Billy shut off comms. "You stay here and keep growing, now. I've got business to attend to."
The next day….
Alpha gagged.
"OH GOD! What the heck is THAT?!"
"It's a bake-"
"It's a grown man in a fetal position inside of an incubator."
Alpha snatched up the picture and shivered. "Ugh! Look at the eyes- EW! It's like they have nothing but pupils! EUGH! That's the most disgusting thing I've ever seen!"
The captain sighed. "Whenever you stop being disgusted by it, we have to go there."
"NO YOU DON'T!" Called Luigi, "Because WE did!" He paraded a canister of some sort.
"What's that?"
Simon blanched. "It isn't another thing that's gonna make us puke, right?"
"No. I think." Luigi opened the canister.
Alpha reached in with a glove over his normal gloves and yanked out a bag.
"This one's labelled samples. Maybe we could do something with this?"
Right as he went to say anything, Alpha found himself being rudely interrupted.
"SECURITY BREACH! Another break in!" Screamed 3, followed closely by Luigi.
Everyone paused.
Alpha looked at the two Luigi's in the room.
"Alright. What the heck?! Seriously? I hate these situations!"
Both Luigi's looked at each other.
"Uhh… this is really weird…"
3 grabbed the nearest Luigi. "Alright, I'm going to break your neck if you don't tell me if you're the impostor!"
Alph walked in, wearing some supreme ;) jacket everyone stared at for a few seconds, before turning back to the impostors.
"Which one of you is the real Luigi?"
"I am!" Both of them screamed, in unison.
The captain moved Alpha out of the way.
"I'm going to ask you this. Luigi. What did I say yesterday that was super weird?"
The one not being strangled shrugged. "You didn't say anything yesterd-"
3 transferred to choking the other Luigi.
The captain stepped forward. "What about YOU?"
"I don't remember."
The captain turned to 3. "Get him." and she tackled the other one.
"I DIDN'T say anything weird. You are the real Luigi. But who's that?"
The fake Luigi attempted to dodge the fist being prepared to lock with his face.
"I'm the real Luigi, trust me!"
"Nah. I've grown up, I know who to trust and who not to trust, see? Now, hold still and let me punch you!"
20 minutes after being socked…
"Owww…."
"Hey! I know that was a hard punch, but you shouldn't be dead!"
Luigi leaned up. "What the heck?" An ice pack on his head startled Luigi.
"Yea, that other Luigi was the real impostor." sighed 3, "So he's now in containment."
"Oh."
Alph came in. "Hey. We have a bigger problem! Everyone in the central area is knocked out!"
"What?!"
They darted to the central area. Indeed, everyone lay on the floor, asleep. Including Alpha.
"What happened here?!"
In the cell where the faker Luigi sat, held nothing but the air he breathed and fresh footsteps.
"What the heck…."
Luigi looked down. The canister once used to hold something like samples no longer sat on it's rightful spot.
Not far from there…
Mick uncloaked himself.
"Ah! Safe at last! Brilliant! Now, then, Marco! Operation: Slow Your Roll is in phase two, ya got that?!"
Marco and Arris glanced at each other.
"Ready!"
Small note here, when I said the wraith incident, 1, I DO mean pikmin, 2, it might be a future chapter so get hyped now fam. AND YES THAT WAS A DRIP JOKE ALPH CANONICALLY HAS DRIP.
Name: (Current name and the only one we have for him,) Lucifer Greenes
Age: 37
Height: 5' 4'
Weight: 122 Lbs
Alias: Lucifer, Captain
Species: Toad
Gender: Male
Preferred arms: Hammer
Ranged weapon score: 65%
Self defense score: 75%
Blade & knife score: 50%
Blunt Weapons Score: 178%
(This was made by his crew)
S)The captain is a respectable being who is small and fast. Where his impeccable arm strength came from baffles me.
3) ⸮no ϱnioϱ ƨi ʞɔɘʜ ɘʜɈ ɈɒʜW
L) I live in the same town as the captain, and we still can never see eye to eye. Maybe I should kneel down.
A) He makes good fruit meals sometimes... I wonder if he'll ever consider being a cook, after he retires?