The Adventures of Spyden: Book One Chapter 9: Friendship knows no bounds: part 1, a foster's home for imaginary friends fanfic

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) Brion, Taylor, and Ned.

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. And check my out my other stories and my Bio…

Not so much Foster's in this chapter, I'm going to start having fun with it though. The Foster's stuff will slow down again, just to let you know.

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Now on with the story…

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Chapter Eight: Friendship knows no bounds, part 1

The cage outside rumbled violently, Mac never felt very safe around here, but he had found the keys out here from upstairs. Bloo rushed outside with his anxious, impatient, high-pitch tone, "Did you find the keys?"

"Yeah, here they are." He held out his hand to reveal the golden keys.

"Very Good, Master Mac. Now this house may rest knowing its keys are found. I was beginning to expect someone stole them." He took a glance a Frankie, "So, Miss Francis, where shall we put these keys so that you won't lose them again."

"WHAT!! Listen here, Peter Cottonbutt, I haven't touched those keys in a long time, and the last time I did, I put them back into that drawer."

"Did you lock drawer?"

Then the light-bulb flipped on in her head, "How could I lock it if the only set of keys were in the drawer!!!"

"Don't question my methods, Miss Francis." And with that, he hopped inside to return the keys to their rightful place. Wilt, Ed, and Coco had finally caught up with Frankie; not having sleep for over 24 hours will definitely slow you down.

"Hey guys, you all look really tired. Were you looking all night?" Mac asked.

"Si, Senor Mac." A tired Eduardo slurred out.

"Cocococococococococococococo…"

"Yeah, and he didn't let us even rest once. Ed and Frankie were getting really tired and needed it the most." Wilt added. Frankie would have complained as well if Mac hadn't have been dragged away by a spiked-ball tentacle coming from the container behind him.

"HEEELP!!!" he screamed, as he was carried of the ground. Ed was the first into the fray with his head slamming into the steel box. However, a second tentacle had forced its way out and flung itself at Eduardo, who barely dodged. Frankie had run to get the keys from Mr. Herriman and some meat for the rampaging monster. Meanwhile, the second tentacle had snagged Bloo by accident.

"Ok, do as we planned…" a voice from inside the cage whispered. A split-second later the tentacles soared into the sky with their prisoners firmly in their grasp. With a powerful rush of energy, the tentacles threw Mac and Bloo over the great mansion.

"MAC, BLOO!!" Wilt cried rushing after them with his long legs as the tentacles retreated back into the black prison. Wilt rushed by Frankie who was trying to retrieve the keys.

"Wilt? Where are you going?"

"To help Mac and Bloo…is that okay?" his voice sounded in the distance, Wilt had covered more ground than Frankie thought he could have. She rushed after him, stopping to get a First Aid kit, 'just in case…'

The two had landed in the trees nearby, actually, on the ground. They had gone through the branches.

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The Forest inside the plains

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Bloo opened his eyes to find himself in a forest, but not the one near Foster's. He sat up to notice two people, one with a large sword and the other with metal hands and pistols of some kind. And they didn't look happy, like they were ready for battle.

He was about to witness a battle…a gruesome fight.

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Taylor had stopped fighting after she had heard the screams of soldiers outside the forest. She noticed a solitary figure approaching them slowly into the forest. "Is that Spy?" she asked angrily.

"It looks like him…" Brion answered. However he then had a feeling that maybe that wasn't the Spy he knew. His aura had changed; it nearly gave him the chills. "Hey T; do you remember anything from the bombing?"

"The only thing I remember was running…oh, and that brown-haired kid," she lied, she knew a lot more than that, "Why?" Her eyes still on the figure walking towards them.

"Spy went to the ruins; he seemed to connect with it somehow. Do you think that he was that kid you saw?"

"There were only three survivors of that incident, and the government wanted anyone that had…They dragged that kid off with them." She put it together and said, "But I doubt that that kid is him." Brion thought differently, she didn't see him at the ruins. He knew that he was struggling with some memories there, but he didn't know what he was going through. Spyden approached them, his swords still drawn covered in blood. His silver eyes glowed ominously, filled with hatred, revenge, and mostly rage. An evil smile crept across his face (again) like a starving lion spotting a meal.

"But what if something's controlling him; what if the real Spy isn't in control?"

"Has that EVER happened outside your crazy imagination?"

"Well…umm…"

"Look," she held up her sword for him to see clearly, "if he is good my sword shouldn't be able to touch him. I can't say the same if he weren't though." Taylor's sword was no ordinary sword, it had the ability to judge weather that one it 'cut' is destined to live or die. If destiny says that their time has come, each blow she makes will hit its mark. It is fittingly called the Judgment Blade. Spyden stopped just out of the reach of Taylor's sword, still smiling.

"Didn't your mother ever tell you; play with me and you're bound to die?!!!" he shouted at her.

"Man, what was that SUPPOSED to be, because if that was a clever action phrase, it was horrible." She rolled her eyes and lifted her sword and prepared for combat. Spyden's smile only grew, as he leapt into combat against his foe. Taylor spun to avoid his vertical attack and brought her sword slicing down into him. Spyden was able to dodge most of the attack, as the sword cleaved through his side. Spyden quickly recovered, slashing her front diagonally.

Taylor fell to the ground, a pool of blood already forming. Spyden stood looking down at her. He charged his laser and chuckled in his victory. He would've gone on laughing, if it hadn't been for a metal fist slamming into the side of his head. Spyden was knocked back a good 30 feet, which eventually sent him crashing into a tree, which fell on impact.

"NOBODY, hurts my sister!!" Brion stooped to her sister's aid. It didn't take a genius to figure out she was badly injured. Spyden struggled to get up, Brion had packed a surprisingly powerful punch. His wrist still glowed with the energy for the laser. He lifted his arm as best he could, taking aim for Brion.

"And NO ONE makes a cheap shot on me and gets away with it." He said under his breath as he fired the laser.

Many things happened in the split seconds that followed. Inside Spyden's mind, Samuel was fighting for control of his body against Ned, which he had won…after the shot was fired. Taylor had seen the blast coming and kicked Brion out of the way. Brion watched as her sister was enveloped in the red light of the laser. The light faded to reveal only a sword, the Judgment Blade.

"No…" Brion whispered in horror.

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Foster's

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Bloo woke with a start a slight scream came from him as he caught his breath. He looked over to see Mac in the bed next to him, pretty much mirroring his actions. Wilt came into the room.

"Oh, you're awake. That's great. How do you feel?"

"Uhh, fine I guess." Mac and Bloo caught the other's glance, "Yep, we're fine." Bloo finished.

"You guys are going to have to stay in bed for a while though, is that okay?"

"That's fine Wilt. Thanks." Mac replied

"You're Welcome." He said with a smile.

"Um, would you mind leaving us alone for a bit Wilt?"

"Sure thing." He quickly left the room.

"Did you see, what I saw?" Bloo asked.

"I think I did, Bloo, I think I did…" his voice trailed off near the end.

A/N: HI again!! Not really much to say…other than to… ;D Please review!!

Next Chapter: Friendship Knows No Bounds part 2: Taylor is gone and Samuel's back, but will Brion even give him a chance to defend himself?

FIND OUT IN THE NEXT CHAPTER. AND PLEEEEEAAAASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Bye ;D