The Adventures of Spyden: Book One
Disclaimer: HA!! I don't own Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends (or any characters in it). However, I am the creator of Spyden, who is a main character in the story if you couldn't tell.
Author's Note: YAY my first fic. This actually contains two story lines that eventually cross. So, I'll be switching storylines from time to time so be sure to pay attention!!!
Anyway, please R&R.
Rated PG-13 because I have no Idea what people might think.
Prologue: Beginnings of Rage
She looked out her bedroom window. She saw an eight-year-old boy running across the yard. How she despised him. He was the reason that she was still in this run down, disgusting building. That boy had created the one imaginary friend, that stupid blue blob, which had ruined her chances at getting adopted. Then, that boy and his new found friends of Foster's had to ruin her chance at destroying that blue nuisance once and for all. Because of him, she had lost most of her control over the Exstremeosaur that had nearly done herself in. But most of all, now she had the torture of hearing him and his friends as they wreaked havoc throughout the house.
But she didn't care, at least not for long. She had a feeling that things were going to look up for her in the near future. She couldn't explain why, but she knew a second chance was coming. A second chance to destroy them all...
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"What a great day; I can't believe you got today off school, Mac." a VERY tall red imaginary friend said.
"I know, who knew they took off for National Milkshake Day." a brown haired boy replied. Actually, the school was being fumigated due to a recent Stink-Bomb incident. This just happened to land on Milkshake Day.
"So what do you want to do, I'm getting bored." a blue blob chimed in.
"Coco." This bird-airplane-plant-thing named 'Coco' laid what looked like a plastic Easter egg.
Bloo rushed over and opened it and bubbles floated out.
"That's IT!!! You make me run all the way over here for some measly bubbles!!" he fumed.
"Hey, that's it! We could make bubbles!" Mac ran inside to get some of that bubble-making stuff.
"Great idea, Coco." The tall one (named Wilt) added.
Mac returned with a few bottles of bubbles and looked around for a moment,
"Where's Ed?"
"Oh, he locked himself in his room. He said that he had a bad feeling about being outside, that something really bad is coming. Anyway, since we can't get into the room, let's blow bubbles."
Bloo had already started but wasn't having much luck. Coco swallowed the bottle and started burping up bubbles every few seconds. Soon, the sky was filled with soapy spheres.
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In an Alternate dimension...
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Bubbles...
'Why are they there? Where am I? There's glass, all around me...Why?'
He closed his eyes, trying to remember how he had gotten there, in this tank, suspended in a green liquid. He thought hard, bringing back many past memories, but none that could answer any of his pressing questions.
He heard voices, outside.
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"I'm telling you we must install the control program first, before the RB device is even put into his brain." A scientist insisted.
"And I'm telling you that if we had time to do that, we would; unfortunately, the President wants this done ASAP or we'll lose our funding." A second scientist countered. The latter of the two was obviously the leader, because the first quickly kept his mouth shut as he spoke. Until a screen appeared from the wall, revealing the head of a figure, most likely the President.
"Good Day, sir." The head scientist instantly put on a smile as he spoke.
"Progress report, Now." The President boomed.
"We are almost finished, sir. All we have to do is install the--"
"Spare me the details; my patience is wearing thin, get my weapon done by the end of this week, or you'll wish you had never been born!!" he quickly signed off and left the scientists scurrying to prepare for the operation.
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Bubbles...
'The bubbles are gone. Where am I now? I don't understand this at all.'
A teen lay strapped to the table. It was a cold, hard metal underneath him. All around him were all sorts of menacing tools, like the ones you would see in the emergency room, only the tools looked about ten times sharper and were more advanced in technology.
The scientists entered the room, wearing something like a haz-mat suit.
Suddenly, he felt his body go numb. As he tried to move, every inch of his body gave no response. He saw the scientists loom over him as they opened his skull to provide access to his brain. Now partially cybernetic, they inserted a chip into his brain.
A 'click' sounded. His memory instantly returned to him, a little too quickly. His past surged through him until something blocked his path.
"I'll take it from here." The being smiled. "It's time we taught some people a lesson, don'tcha think?"
"What are you talking about?" now feeling slightly uncomfortable around him.
"You weakling, you have no idea what they are doing, do you? Ned is taking over!" Ned lifted up is arm and shot the one standing in front of him. He flew back into a wall and found himself in chains, nearly unconscious. He saw Ned morphing his surroundings. Ned gave a smile and bellowed.
"And thus, the reign of terror begins!"
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A/N: Okay, well, there you have it. I feel like this is crap... but maybe that's just because I'm nervous. Oh well, please review. If you don't like it now, check in the next few chapters, it might get better. BTW, when 'a click sounded' the rest happens in the teen's mind. That might clear some confusion.
NEXT CHAPTER: Spyden's Awakening: not much Foster's in the next on or two chapters; think of it as an extended prologue. .;