Chapter Eight: Minions are stupid, a partial escape and Phantom Renegade to the Rescue! Ya Henry, go save your girlfriend!!
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"Who are you?" Bunny asked her newly acquired roommate.
"I am called Seaslug. High ranking member of the notorious Rubber-Robo gang!" If the said Seaslug was expecting a certain reaction, he certainly didn't get it…but then, Bunny often doesn't react like most people.
"What's the Rubber-Robo gang?" She asked, feigning confusion. Henry had told her about them, saying that they were utterly pathetic, but Rokusho had countered saying that they shouldn't be underestimated, even if they were a little pathetic. She decided that for her own safety, she should play along, but play on their stupidity as well and find out what was going on.
Seaslug fell off of his chair.
"What do you mean, what's the Rubber-Robo gang?! We're only the most evil, ingenious, notorious non-profit organization in the world!!"
"Non-profit? You mean like the Red Cross?" That non-profit part kind of threw her for a loop for a second before she realized that this minion was particularly unintelligent. Seaslug simply fell over again.
"Did I say non-profit? I meant non-pathetic. People often call us pathetic ('Smart people' she thought.), so I guess it just sort of slips out once in a while." Now Seaslug was confused…what was he talking about? Oh yeah, the greatness that is Rubber-Robo. "We're the most evil, evil organization in the world. In. The. World.!!" He restated that last part for emphasis on how great they were.
"Oh." Bunny, though unimpressed, continued to pay the part of cute but ignorant (kinda like Karin does). "Oh! That Rubber-Robo gang! Now I remember." Bunny put on an innocent look, which she was very good at, having had plenty of practice as a child. "But what would such a fabulously evil, powerful and great organization want to do with tiny little insignificant me? I'm nothing compared with greatness that is the Rubber-Robo's." She put on her cute face. Seaslug was blushing at the compliments he was receiving from this prisoner. 'Pretty prisoner too.' He thought. Then he recovered, and was all business.
"You're not insignificant. In fact, you play a very important part in our plans for world domination." He added to boost her confidence. 'Poor thing, has no self-esteem at all.' He thought privately.
Bunny managed to pull off a glowing expression that made Seaslug melt.
"Me? Wow! It's always been a life-long dream of mine to take over the world." Bunny was being sarcastic, but Seaslug didn't seem to catch it. "Oh, my!" she exclaimed. "It's such an overwhelming feeling when you know you're dreams of world domination are going to finally come true. You know?"
"Oh absolutely, knowing that all your hard evil work is going to pay off...Hey, you okay?" Seaslug suddenly wondered if all of this wasn't too much too soon for the fragile looking young woman. Bunny, to her credit, was acting fabulously.
"Oh dear, I think I'm going to faint." Bunny fell forward towards the floor, and Seaslug jumped up to catch her before she hit the ground. 'The boss would kill me if she got injured.' He thought. Just as he had caught her and was about to place her back on the bed, Bunny suddenly moved, knocking Seaslug across the head with her elbow. Seaslug slumped to the floor; completely unconscious and surprised…well at least he'll be surprised when he comes to.
"Idiot." She said quietly, tossing him onto the bed.
Bunny darted to the door, and it was unlocked. She looked carefully into the hallway and there was no one around. It looked like she was in some kind of military base. 'Some facility.' She thought to herself. 'They must not think much of me to leave it so unguarded. Bunch of morons. No wonder everyone has such a low opinion of the Rubber-Robos. With their level of intelligence, they probably don't even have guards, let alone intelligent ones.' She ran down the hall, with no idea where she was going, but only knowing that she had to find a way out of here. She just hoped that Rokusho and Quicksilver would find her. What she didn't know was that Quicksilver was in the facility also (I'll bet you never knew she could be so assertive, eh?). As she ran, she resolved to herself that whatever the Hell they wanted her for, they wouldn't get it…but what did they want her for? In hindsight, she mentally smacked herself for not interrogating the insignificant and moronic minion.
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Much like Bunny, Quicksilver had no idea where she was, except that it was dark, very dark. So dark that her eyes were the only source of illumination in the room…or wherever she was. Her luminescent optics gave the room an eerie shadowed haunted-house-vibe. From what she could tell, it was a small room, perhaps five or six square feet in diameter, with no visible door. Quicksilver assessed her situation.
'Alright.' She thought. 'Small room, no light, door most likely steel and completely sealed from the inside. I'm still operational so they want me for something…whoever "they" are. Is Bunny here? Probably. Somewhere else, most likely doesn't know I'm here, she'll try to escape. Good, she'll get help and then come back to get me…but I should try to escape anyway…'
A space in the wall opened (otherwise known as the door), flooding the room with light, which appeared more like a closet than a room. Four large and powerful looking medabots entered. Quicksilver realized with a start that she recognized the type.
'Devil type…like Belzelga…shit! I'm in trouble.' The Belzelga clones surrounded her, and then a person entered. A diminutive person but seemed very assured of himself…at least she thought it was a he. He seemed to have some sort of a soother in his mouth, which gave him a comical look, but his bearing suggested that if anyone were to point that out would be very dead, very quickly. He spoke.
"Greetings Quicksilver. I am Rubber-Robo two-five-six,(can you believe I remembered that?) but my friends call me Shrimplips." Quicksilver decided that there was no need for her to reply with any sort of etiquette.
"Then what the Hell am I supposed to call you?" She answered rudely.
"As I am instructed to be polite to you by our great and illustrious leader, you may also call me Shrimplips, or you do not need address me at all. I don't care either way." Quicksilver wondered why he was ordered to be courteous, but didn't quite want to ask at the moment. The infant sized Rubber-Robo stood sideways at the door and beckoned to her. "Come this way please, and do not attempt to escape, for I assure you that Daemon's one through four," indicating the Devil-type medabots. "will prevent you from doing so, and we require you to be in top working form." Quicksilver realized that she would have to co-operate with them until she could figure out a way to escape, find Elizabeth, or both. She put on a prim and cool manner.
"Very well, it would appear that I have no choice but to co-operate. May I inquire as to what I am needed for?"
"You may inquire, but you will not receive an answer at this time."
"So you don't know either?" If Quicksilver had a mouth, she would be smirking. Her comment however, was ignored.
The room far behind, there was nothing but endless corridors that all looked the same. Strangely enough, with the length of the hallway, they passed no one. After walking 54.7 meters and a time frame of 7 minutes and 26 seconds (Quicksilver had been mapping as much as she could into her memory just in case she needed it later), they had reached a rather large and obvious door, unlike the previous ones, which had been hidden. A sign next to the door stated in large letters; Main Control Room.
'Well, they certainly aren't worried about infiltrators. Still, they must be quite stupid to place the control room so obviously.' Quicksilver thought as she entered the room with her full escort.
Rubber-Robos were all over the place, at computers and milling about doing whatever it was they were doing. The room itself was enormous with a high, domed ceiling, and rows of electronic equipment that went on for several hundred meters. A giant computer screen took up an entire wall with streams of data covering it, but when notice was taken of Quicksilver and her entourage, all sound stopped and the computer screen lit up with something new. The streams of data had disappeared to be replaced with a face, a particularly unattractive face. Every Rubber-Robo in the room stood at attention in silence, waiting to be addressed.
"Greetings Quicksilver." The face began. "I am Doctor Meta-Evil. As of this moment, you and your partner Elizabeth Munroe are my prisoners and will play a pivotal role in my plans of world domination!"
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Henry, or the Phantom Renegade as he was currently disguised as, raced through the night, accompanied by Rokusho. They were currently on a mission: save Bunny. They had found a stray Rubber-Robo and were in the process of following him to the Rubber-Robo hideout, without the minion in question realizing it, of course.
After a long, impatient hour of following the Rubber-Robo to the grocery store, post office (he was mailing a letter to his mother), and for some odd reason, the pet store, Henry was about ready to kill something. But finally, they entered a forested area, and they had reached the hideout. Shockingly, it was a place they all recognized.
"The Miyama Ruins?" Rokusho questioned. "Why would they come back here? This was their first hideout and we destroyed them." Henry scoffed.
"Actually it's quite brilliant if you think about it. True, we've defeated them in this place before. So no one has given this place a second look since then. Logically, one would think that they would be stupid to come back here, so, they've hidden in the very place that we would least suspect them to hide in. I guess Meta-Evil is learning." Rokusho was worried.
"If the Rubber-Robo's managed to outsmart us like this, we'll have to be very careful indeed, or who knows what they'll do."
"Right. Let's go." The two leapt into action, circling the ruins for a way to slip in undetected. Finding a small ventilation duct, just large enough for the both of them, they crawled inside the Miyama Ruins, former and present hideout of the Rubber-Robo gang, who seemed to be becoming more crafty by the minute.
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So…what exactly is Dr. Meta-Evil planning to do with Bunny and Quicksilver? I haven't quite figured that part out yet…why else do you think I haven't updated for three months? Actually, I think its been longer than that.
Oh well, don't hold your breath, this could take a while.