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Robo-Z Gold's Secret
Devo, who wore a costume identical to a blue knight's uniform from Suikoden 2, sat on the roof of a fake building used for the next scene in the movie. It was already morning and Heat still hasn't arrived. Yet he didn't show any signs of getting impatient.
"You're not worried that Heat didn't come?" Kitty-N asked as she sat on the plastic glass roof of the building.
"I figured it was probably pointless anyway. You know how much he hates 'Litter Box Warriors 5'. I'm not exactly going to just FORCE him to come over." Devo said, "Anyway, what's taking the director so long getting out here?"
"Beazel's being an idiot again. He says finding some stupid crystal is more important than continuing the movie," Kitty-N grumbled, "I don't know why they chose him to be the main villain of this movie."
A squat...thing resembling a charcoal skinned version of Babidi had locked himself in a pitch dark trailer. The only light in the room was a piece of a chipped crystal, big enough to see a face.
There was an image in the crystal that replayed what happened before Frida and company where abducted by the Circus Gang. As they showed the motorcycle leaving the cave, Comet's image seemed to glow a fuzzy green color. This made the figure grin sinisterly.
"Yes. Soon, I will have the crystal that was nearly broken a million years ago." The figure laughed, "so many years in exile has installed more hatred in me than body fat. But that will all change once I get rid of those other humans."
There were several bangs on the door, catching the figures attention.
"Hey, Beazel!" the director shouted, "What's takin' you so long!? We've got a movie to shoot!"
"Go away, I'm busy!"
"Not busy enough to come out here and do one measly little scene, now get a move on!"
"You are much too tense. Why don't you come inside and cool down a while."
The doors to the trailer opened, and instead of what the director was expecting, a glob of red liquid jumped out and grabbed him, pulling him into the trailer as the door slammed shut.
"Sit back and relax. I'll take care of everything." Beazel said with a laugh that echoed throughout the studio.
Strike, Frida, Comet and Icy hung from shambles screwed to the ceiling of a base somewhere in the mountains. Blade paced from one person to another, looking at each of them with a grin. He then walked back to Strike and got into his face.
"So, you gonna tell me what you stole, Strike?" Blade asked.
"I ain't got nothin' that's considered, 'valuable'!" Strike snapped, "Now how about lettin' us go and bother someone rich!?"
"That's a very good excuse, Strike. Only a robber can come up with something like that. I'll just have it take the torment up a notch!" Blade said as he tossed a sheriken past Strike's face. A bit of blood seeped out of the cut on his cheek.
"You do realize that the more ya mangle me, the more likely I'm gonna kill ya later on." Strike grumbled.
"Gee, I'm so scared. But it looks like you'll be the first to test out the most tormenting machine known to man." Blade grinned.
Strike was stripped down to his boxers as he was strapped to a machine with a million feathers, all running up and down his body. He began snickering before he burst out laughing. He laughed and laughed until he cried while trying to gasp between laughs.
While the chaos continued, Icy looked up at Blade who was just standing there, laughing sinisterly at the "torture" Strike was receiving.
"Ooooooooooh...he's so cute and sexy." Icy said as tears streamed down her face and her eyes turned into pounding hearts.
Blade shuts off the machine after an hour of waiting. Strike calapsed, gasping for air and completely drenched with sweat.
"So, ready to spill it?" Blade asked, getting down to Strike's level. Strike remained motionless and barely managed to say two things.
"Fuck...you..." he gasped. Blade scoffed.
"So that's how you wanna play it. Very well." One of the clowns pointed a pistol at Comet. She responded by screaming in fright.
"Hey! Leave my sister out of this!" Frida demanded.
"I'd like to see which will spill first," Blade said, "the beans or her brain."
Frida snarled and swung at the clown, kicking him away from Comet. Blade immediately turned around and threw a black spark ball at Frida, shocking her until she passed out.
"So the kid knows how to fight back," Blade grumbled, "You'll regret dealing with me and my crew."
It was dark...and surprisingly warm. Heat wasn't sure how long he'd been out, but as he began to regain consciousness, he slowly felt something covering his body, and it wasn't just his clothes.
Opening one eye, Heat realized that he was lying in bed with three thick blankets covering him. He looked around to find himself in a room that looked like it came from an old tugboat. How did he get here?
The metal door creeked open as Heat threw the covers off him, sat up and turned to see who was coming in. A man in an old, 18th Century captain's uniform walked in with a cup of hot tea.
"Ah, you're awake." the captain said as he walked towards the bed Heat was now sitting on and handing him the cup. Heat looked at it for a moment before drinking it.
"I'm amazed on how you recovered from the cold so fast," the captain said, "if you'd been stuck out in the cold any longer, you wouldn't have made it."
"I've been through worst." Heat said, as he took another sip from the cup.
"I was beginning to worry," the captain said, "Edgar would be upset if anything happened to you." the last sentance made Heat spit a mouth full of tea on the floor in shock.
"Y-you know Devo!?" he stuttered, "but he didn't mention anything about you. How..." Heat trailed off when he looked at the cup, seeing the same "F" symbol on both sides. His eyes widened as he looked at the captain again, "W-wait...you can't be..." the captain slowly nodded. Heat was now completely speechless as the captain turned around.
"Secret X had transfered Finchit's brain into me just so they can keep using his plans for evil," the captain said, "But what they didn't realize was that Finchit also had some fond memories when he quit. That's why I had escaped from their clutches. As long as they don't find out how to activate Finchit's latest creation, the world may still be at peace."
"But...I thought they already release it," Heat said as he got up, "That towering pile of circuits tried to kill me last night."
"Kill you? I don't think that's what its true intentions were," the captain turned his head towards Heat, "do you remember when you beat Robo-Z during the Bust A Groove competition last year?"
"Well, all I did was see Robo-Z explode. At the same time, this strange light shot out of it and landed right on top of me. But what does that have to do with me?"
"Has anything happened after the competition? Did you feel anything strange over the past year?"
"Well...when I started dancing, I felt like I was fazing out or something. Then my whole body started to glow..."
"Robo-Z's soul seems to have possessed you in someway," the captain interupted. Heat blinked, seeming a bit confused. The captain continued, "Robo-Z was originally designed to travel into another body with strong power. Other contestents have outdanced Robo-Z, but their powers matched what it wanted. But when you appeared, your power was so great that when Robo-Z began to explode, part of its soul left the body and tried to take over yours. When you start dancing, Robo-Z's soul takes over your body. Robo-Z Gold was designed to track that soul and take it, even if it meant killing you in the progress."
"No wonder Devo didn't want me to get involved with the cometition. I thought he was afraid I'd burn everyone to death."
"You were lucky Robo-Z's soul didn't completely take you over. If that had happened, then not even your friend can save you. But you're still a target for Robo-Z Gold." the captain turns and walks towards the door, "Until we can find a way to get his counterpart's soul out of you without killing you in the proccess, I'm afraid I can't send you back to Japan." Heat's jaw almost fell to the ground.
"But...but I have to get to Toyama before Devo worries about me." the captain stopped and turned to Heat.
"You do realize that if I send you to Japan with Robo-Z's soul, you'll more likely be a danger to your friends than if I have to keep you here," the captain said, "Would you want that instead?" Heat opened his mouth to say something, but then shuts it, being at a loss for words. The captain smiles, "I'm sure you'll run into him eventualy. But for now, you'll have to stay here."
Heat watched as the captain walked towards the door, opens it and walks out. Once by himself, he plops onto the bed, looking at the cup in his hands. How is Devo going to understand that he's stuck out in the middle of the ocean, waiting for some robot's soul to be yanked out of him?
Devo, who wore a costume identical to a blue knight's uniform from Suikoden 2, sat on the roof of a fake building used for the next scene in the movie. It was already morning and Heat still hasn't arrived. Yet he didn't show any signs of getting impatient.
"You're not worried that Heat didn't come?" Kitty-N asked as she sat on the plastic glass roof of the building.
"I figured it was probably pointless anyway. You know how much he hates 'Litter Box Warriors 5'. I'm not exactly going to just FORCE him to come over." Devo said, "Anyway, what's taking the director so long getting out here?"
"Beazel's being an idiot again. He says finding some stupid crystal is more important than continuing the movie," Kitty-N grumbled, "I don't know why they chose him to be the main villain of this movie."
A squat...thing resembling a charcoal skinned version of Babidi had locked himself in a pitch dark trailer. The only light in the room was a piece of a chipped crystal, big enough to see a face.
There was an image in the crystal that replayed what happened before Frida and company where abducted by the Circus Gang. As they showed the motorcycle leaving the cave, Comet's image seemed to glow a fuzzy green color. This made the figure grin sinisterly.
"Yes. Soon, I will have the crystal that was nearly broken a million years ago." The figure laughed, "so many years in exile has installed more hatred in me than body fat. But that will all change once I get rid of those other humans."
There were several bangs on the door, catching the figures attention.
"Hey, Beazel!" the director shouted, "What's takin' you so long!? We've got a movie to shoot!"
"Go away, I'm busy!"
"Not busy enough to come out here and do one measly little scene, now get a move on!"
"You are much too tense. Why don't you come inside and cool down a while."
The doors to the trailer opened, and instead of what the director was expecting, a glob of red liquid jumped out and grabbed him, pulling him into the trailer as the door slammed shut.
"Sit back and relax. I'll take care of everything." Beazel said with a laugh that echoed throughout the studio.
Strike, Frida, Comet and Icy hung from shambles screwed to the ceiling of a base somewhere in the mountains. Blade paced from one person to another, looking at each of them with a grin. He then walked back to Strike and got into his face.
"So, you gonna tell me what you stole, Strike?" Blade asked.
"I ain't got nothin' that's considered, 'valuable'!" Strike snapped, "Now how about lettin' us go and bother someone rich!?"
"That's a very good excuse, Strike. Only a robber can come up with something like that. I'll just have it take the torment up a notch!" Blade said as he tossed a sheriken past Strike's face. A bit of blood seeped out of the cut on his cheek.
"You do realize that the more ya mangle me, the more likely I'm gonna kill ya later on." Strike grumbled.
"Gee, I'm so scared. But it looks like you'll be the first to test out the most tormenting machine known to man." Blade grinned.
Strike was stripped down to his boxers as he was strapped to a machine with a million feathers, all running up and down his body. He began snickering before he burst out laughing. He laughed and laughed until he cried while trying to gasp between laughs.
While the chaos continued, Icy looked up at Blade who was just standing there, laughing sinisterly at the "torture" Strike was receiving.
"Ooooooooooh...he's so cute and sexy." Icy said as tears streamed down her face and her eyes turned into pounding hearts.
Blade shuts off the machine after an hour of waiting. Strike calapsed, gasping for air and completely drenched with sweat.
"So, ready to spill it?" Blade asked, getting down to Strike's level. Strike remained motionless and barely managed to say two things.
"Fuck...you..." he gasped. Blade scoffed.
"So that's how you wanna play it. Very well." One of the clowns pointed a pistol at Comet. She responded by screaming in fright.
"Hey! Leave my sister out of this!" Frida demanded.
"I'd like to see which will spill first," Blade said, "the beans or her brain."
Frida snarled and swung at the clown, kicking him away from Comet. Blade immediately turned around and threw a black spark ball at Frida, shocking her until she passed out.
"So the kid knows how to fight back," Blade grumbled, "You'll regret dealing with me and my crew."
It was dark...and surprisingly warm. Heat wasn't sure how long he'd been out, but as he began to regain consciousness, he slowly felt something covering his body, and it wasn't just his clothes.
Opening one eye, Heat realized that he was lying in bed with three thick blankets covering him. He looked around to find himself in a room that looked like it came from an old tugboat. How did he get here?
The metal door creeked open as Heat threw the covers off him, sat up and turned to see who was coming in. A man in an old, 18th Century captain's uniform walked in with a cup of hot tea.
"Ah, you're awake." the captain said as he walked towards the bed Heat was now sitting on and handing him the cup. Heat looked at it for a moment before drinking it.
"I'm amazed on how you recovered from the cold so fast," the captain said, "if you'd been stuck out in the cold any longer, you wouldn't have made it."
"I've been through worst." Heat said, as he took another sip from the cup.
"I was beginning to worry," the captain said, "Edgar would be upset if anything happened to you." the last sentance made Heat spit a mouth full of tea on the floor in shock.
"Y-you know Devo!?" he stuttered, "but he didn't mention anything about you. How..." Heat trailed off when he looked at the cup, seeing the same "F" symbol on both sides. His eyes widened as he looked at the captain again, "W-wait...you can't be..." the captain slowly nodded. Heat was now completely speechless as the captain turned around.
"Secret X had transfered Finchit's brain into me just so they can keep using his plans for evil," the captain said, "But what they didn't realize was that Finchit also had some fond memories when he quit. That's why I had escaped from their clutches. As long as they don't find out how to activate Finchit's latest creation, the world may still be at peace."
"But...I thought they already release it," Heat said as he got up, "That towering pile of circuits tried to kill me last night."
"Kill you? I don't think that's what its true intentions were," the captain turned his head towards Heat, "do you remember when you beat Robo-Z during the Bust A Groove competition last year?"
"Well, all I did was see Robo-Z explode. At the same time, this strange light shot out of it and landed right on top of me. But what does that have to do with me?"
"Has anything happened after the competition? Did you feel anything strange over the past year?"
"Well...when I started dancing, I felt like I was fazing out or something. Then my whole body started to glow..."
"Robo-Z's soul seems to have possessed you in someway," the captain interupted. Heat blinked, seeming a bit confused. The captain continued, "Robo-Z was originally designed to travel into another body with strong power. Other contestents have outdanced Robo-Z, but their powers matched what it wanted. But when you appeared, your power was so great that when Robo-Z began to explode, part of its soul left the body and tried to take over yours. When you start dancing, Robo-Z's soul takes over your body. Robo-Z Gold was designed to track that soul and take it, even if it meant killing you in the progress."
"No wonder Devo didn't want me to get involved with the cometition. I thought he was afraid I'd burn everyone to death."
"You were lucky Robo-Z's soul didn't completely take you over. If that had happened, then not even your friend can save you. But you're still a target for Robo-Z Gold." the captain turns and walks towards the door, "Until we can find a way to get his counterpart's soul out of you without killing you in the proccess, I'm afraid I can't send you back to Japan." Heat's jaw almost fell to the ground.
"But...but I have to get to Toyama before Devo worries about me." the captain stopped and turned to Heat.
"You do realize that if I send you to Japan with Robo-Z's soul, you'll more likely be a danger to your friends than if I have to keep you here," the captain said, "Would you want that instead?" Heat opened his mouth to say something, but then shuts it, being at a loss for words. The captain smiles, "I'm sure you'll run into him eventualy. But for now, you'll have to stay here."
Heat watched as the captain walked towards the door, opens it and walks out. Once by himself, he plops onto the bed, looking at the cup in his hands. How is Devo going to understand that he's stuck out in the middle of the ocean, waiting for some robot's soul to be yanked out of him?