Falling: Chappy 4
"Now be quiet, Roba. One scream out of you and we're all caught." Mako said.
Roba nodded, loading in the blue crystals that kept his raygun working. The four walked through a previously-made passage (courtesy of Weevil) to a dark room.
"Anyone bring a light?" Rex asked, trying to feel around the room for a lightswitch.
"Rex, that's my crotch!" Weevil snapped.
"Sorry!" Rex apologized.
"I've got an idea!" Roba said.
"The apocalypse MUST me coming." Rex sighed.
"Very funny. Everyone, keep an eye out for a lightswitch. I'm gonna fire a shot from the raygun, that'll light up the room for awhile. Look for anything of interest." Roba fired a shot, and like he said, the room lit up. Weevil spotted a light switch and immediately turned it on.
"We're in the foyer. Is there a map to this place?" Mako asked.
"Yeah. If we go left, we'll go to the various labs....right is the offices, and straight is the conference room- do you mind?" Weevil said, staring at Rex, who was now sniffing the air straight ahead.
"DONUTS!" Rex said, running towards the conference room. The others followed, hoping that Rex didn't just do himself in.
"Look, guys! Donuts!" Rex said, picking up a box of frosted donuts. He picked one up and ate it, drooling frosting and cream filling everywhere.
"Someone's hungry.." Mako said, rolling his eyes.
"Someone's coming!" Weevil barked, hiding behind a soda machine.
A burly man in a security uniform walked in, immediately spotting Rex.
"Hey, you don't belong here!" he said. "And those are my donuts!"
Rex stared at him as if the man just killed his best friend. The security guard snatched the box, taking a maple donut (Rex's favorite, coincidentally) and eating it. Rex's eyes widened as he watched the poor, defenseless donut become nothing more than history.
"Maple...donut...must....control....anger..." Rex said, pulling out the dagger. He pulled the trigger multiple times, screaming, the security guard now nothing but a pile of charred bones, organs and blood. Rex took out another maple donut from the box and chewed happily as if nothing happened.
"Dude, you're screwed up." Mako said, giving Rex odd glances. Rex just smiled, dipped the donut in a puddle of blood, and continued.
"We should head to the testing labs without any more interruption!" Weevil said, glaring daggers at Rex. Rex just blushed.
Inside the labs, there were many different devices being tested. One man stood alone, working on a new Duel Disc system. Mako crept up from behind and grabbed the man by the neck. He placed Rex's dagger to his throat.
"Tell us where the crystal is, or I'll slice your head clean off!" Mako ordered. The man just nodded, looking terrified.
"Ye-yes...yes, of course!" he said with a gulp.
He led them to an isolated lab, farther from the rest. There was nothing there.
"Is this some kind of a joke, man?" Weevil said, stepping toward him with an angry glare in his eyes. The 'hostage' just laughed, pulled out a gun, and pointed it at Weevil, grabbing the boy by both wrists. He put the gun up to the bug-boy's head, and laughed.
"I knew you'd come back, Rex and Roba." He said.
"You're one of those guards from that other night!" Roba said, pulling out the raygun. The man laughed again, and cocked the trigger of his gun. Weevil, scared out of his mind, winced.
"Don't even try, or your friend here will be deader than that chicken in the fridge upstairs!" the man said.
Mako, out of his sight, put him in a headlock and moved his gun arm. He gun fired, but just grazed Weevil's shoulder. The sleeve ripped, and blood ran down Weevil's shoulder. He gasped, dropping to his knees and whimpering, holding his shoulder.
"Weevil!" Rex cried, running to his comrade. Weevil smiled at him, and assured him he was okay. Rex, however, wouldn't hear of it.
"Dammit, Underwood, don't give me that! You've been injured! We have to help you!" he said, taking off his hat and wiping off the dripping blood from the wound.
"...thank you." Weevil said, looking from his shoulder to Rex in surprise.
"Don't mention it. Now, we've got to find that crystal, even if we have to look ourselves." Rex said, getting off the subject. He ran towards Roba and Mako, Weevil lagging behind for a moment.
"Did....did Rex Raptor just help me out? Rex Raptor, of all people?" he asked himself.
"Hey, Weevil! Come on! You are SO slow....." Rex said, beckoning for him to follow.
"We've been in nearly every lab in this building, Rex. Can't we just ask someone else?" Roba asked, signs of fatigue prominent.
Rex looked at the tired ESP duelist, and felt guilty for having brought him along.
"Come here." Rex said to him.
".....why?" Roba asked, suspicious.
"Trust me."
Roba hesitantly approached Rex, who without warning, picked him up.
"Aww, a prince and his princess." Mako teased.
"Shut up." Roba said, face turning red. "Rex, you don't have to-"
"I don't mind. And you're tired, and we have no use for a tired ally. Don't make me sling you over my shoulder like a backpack."
Roba grinned. "Thanks. Can I sleep, then?"
"Be my guest."
Roba yawned, then rested his head against Rex's shoulder. In a matter of seconds, he was asleep.
A shot awoke him, as well as the shout of, "Stop right there!"
"Now be quiet, Roba. One scream out of you and we're all caught." Mako said.
Roba nodded, loading in the blue crystals that kept his raygun working. The four walked through a previously-made passage (courtesy of Weevil) to a dark room.
"Anyone bring a light?" Rex asked, trying to feel around the room for a lightswitch.
"Rex, that's my crotch!" Weevil snapped.
"Sorry!" Rex apologized.
"I've got an idea!" Roba said.
"The apocalypse MUST me coming." Rex sighed.
"Very funny. Everyone, keep an eye out for a lightswitch. I'm gonna fire a shot from the raygun, that'll light up the room for awhile. Look for anything of interest." Roba fired a shot, and like he said, the room lit up. Weevil spotted a light switch and immediately turned it on.
"We're in the foyer. Is there a map to this place?" Mako asked.
"Yeah. If we go left, we'll go to the various labs....right is the offices, and straight is the conference room- do you mind?" Weevil said, staring at Rex, who was now sniffing the air straight ahead.
"DONUTS!" Rex said, running towards the conference room. The others followed, hoping that Rex didn't just do himself in.
"Look, guys! Donuts!" Rex said, picking up a box of frosted donuts. He picked one up and ate it, drooling frosting and cream filling everywhere.
"Someone's hungry.." Mako said, rolling his eyes.
"Someone's coming!" Weevil barked, hiding behind a soda machine.
A burly man in a security uniform walked in, immediately spotting Rex.
"Hey, you don't belong here!" he said. "And those are my donuts!"
Rex stared at him as if the man just killed his best friend. The security guard snatched the box, taking a maple donut (Rex's favorite, coincidentally) and eating it. Rex's eyes widened as he watched the poor, defenseless donut become nothing more than history.
"Maple...donut...must....control....anger..." Rex said, pulling out the dagger. He pulled the trigger multiple times, screaming, the security guard now nothing but a pile of charred bones, organs and blood. Rex took out another maple donut from the box and chewed happily as if nothing happened.
"Dude, you're screwed up." Mako said, giving Rex odd glances. Rex just smiled, dipped the donut in a puddle of blood, and continued.
"We should head to the testing labs without any more interruption!" Weevil said, glaring daggers at Rex. Rex just blushed.
Inside the labs, there were many different devices being tested. One man stood alone, working on a new Duel Disc system. Mako crept up from behind and grabbed the man by the neck. He placed Rex's dagger to his throat.
"Tell us where the crystal is, or I'll slice your head clean off!" Mako ordered. The man just nodded, looking terrified.
"Ye-yes...yes, of course!" he said with a gulp.
He led them to an isolated lab, farther from the rest. There was nothing there.
"Is this some kind of a joke, man?" Weevil said, stepping toward him with an angry glare in his eyes. The 'hostage' just laughed, pulled out a gun, and pointed it at Weevil, grabbing the boy by both wrists. He put the gun up to the bug-boy's head, and laughed.
"I knew you'd come back, Rex and Roba." He said.
"You're one of those guards from that other night!" Roba said, pulling out the raygun. The man laughed again, and cocked the trigger of his gun. Weevil, scared out of his mind, winced.
"Don't even try, or your friend here will be deader than that chicken in the fridge upstairs!" the man said.
Mako, out of his sight, put him in a headlock and moved his gun arm. He gun fired, but just grazed Weevil's shoulder. The sleeve ripped, and blood ran down Weevil's shoulder. He gasped, dropping to his knees and whimpering, holding his shoulder.
"Weevil!" Rex cried, running to his comrade. Weevil smiled at him, and assured him he was okay. Rex, however, wouldn't hear of it.
"Dammit, Underwood, don't give me that! You've been injured! We have to help you!" he said, taking off his hat and wiping off the dripping blood from the wound.
"...thank you." Weevil said, looking from his shoulder to Rex in surprise.
"Don't mention it. Now, we've got to find that crystal, even if we have to look ourselves." Rex said, getting off the subject. He ran towards Roba and Mako, Weevil lagging behind for a moment.
"Did....did Rex Raptor just help me out? Rex Raptor, of all people?" he asked himself.
"Hey, Weevil! Come on! You are SO slow....." Rex said, beckoning for him to follow.
"We've been in nearly every lab in this building, Rex. Can't we just ask someone else?" Roba asked, signs of fatigue prominent.
Rex looked at the tired ESP duelist, and felt guilty for having brought him along.
"Come here." Rex said to him.
".....why?" Roba asked, suspicious.
"Trust me."
Roba hesitantly approached Rex, who without warning, picked him up.
"Aww, a prince and his princess." Mako teased.
"Shut up." Roba said, face turning red. "Rex, you don't have to-"
"I don't mind. And you're tired, and we have no use for a tired ally. Don't make me sling you over my shoulder like a backpack."
Roba grinned. "Thanks. Can I sleep, then?"
"Be my guest."
Roba yawned, then rested his head against Rex's shoulder. In a matter of seconds, he was asleep.
A shot awoke him, as well as the shout of, "Stop right there!"
