Chapter 3
A building appeared. It looked more like a green warehouse then a headquarters. I looked in awe, as a secret opening was revealed for the train to enter inside. We were in a much more modern station, except it looked more like a mall then anything. There were windows on the celling, letting the sun go through, and giving the building a blue appearance.The train stopped here. Chuck signaled me to follow him off. Right when we got off, the train speed away again...going extremely fast, as it did during my pickup. I looked around, curiously. There were inventions all over the place, as well as odd people working on them. All of these people were wearing black jackets, much like Chuck's.
We wandered into an elevator of some-odd that went, not only up and down, but sideways. The elevator twisted along, now going any way it pleased. This entire experience was making me quite noshous. Finally, the doors opened.
"Welcome..." said Chuck "...to the DFN headquarters!"
It was huge! there were creatures everywhere! Machinery lined the walls, which held transporter-looking devices. Many of these creatures, I now could identify. They were all wearing white jackets, with little, engraved (in red) DFN logos on their pockets. I saw the Terminator (looking extremely funny in such a unpersionalised getup). There were also many children of strange species. Some older, some smaller then me. One of the kids had a strange, brown puffball on his shoulder, who had wings and (was apparently) talking to him (for he was talking to it). Another girl had a Patamon (an orange Digimon with wings for ears), who was walking next to her.
It seemed that, if you were to combine every movie, book, and fantasy ever thought up, not thought up, or combined together, this is what you'd get. I was now very excited, and yet, nervous. If anything was real here, any fantasy, fear, imaginative creature, then (in so many stories that used t slogan, but are not quite true) Anything was possible here, literaly. I wondered, If someone here was wishing for me to explode, would it happen? I looked back up at Chuck nervously. He answered my question, as if he could read my mind.
"Imagination has few boundaries, but they do exist."
This settled my nerves a bit. We walked along heading toward a desk, which had a very small bee-like robot working the counter. I recognized this robot as the counter-clerk from the second book of the "Hitchhiker's guide to the Galaxy"series. There was a small line we had to wait in which consisted of, a strange, bubbling, dark-green alien, Catdog, and The Three Stooges.
As we waited in line, (I know of it a bit rude), but I couldn't help listening in on the line's conversations (for I had known from reading the books, that this was a very frustrating robot to work with). First the alien walked up, speaking in some tough I had never heard before. He spoke for about ten minutes, before the robot blurted out for all to hear: "SORRY SIR!!! I CAN'T UNDERSTAND YOU!!! YOUR LANGUAGE DOESN'T COMPUTE WITH MY SYSTEM!!! GO TO THE NEXT DESK!!!"
The alien, frustrated with having to explain his problem all over again to another person, walked away gloomily.
Next, came Catdog. Cat was the spokes person in this case, having Dog stand on his fronts, to get Cat as tall as the desk (for they were conjoined at the waist). I had never seen a animated character before. This was going to be interesting!
Cat waved around a small peice of paper, and whammed it on the desk.
"This last check you sent us bounced! If you don't mind, could we trade it in for cash?"
Dog replyed with his normal goofy laugh, and a:
"You tell her Cat!"
The robot staired at Dog for a second before screeching:
"FREAK!!! FREAK!!! HEY EVERYONE!!! LOOK AT THIS WEIRDO!!"
Cat, (embarrassed), took the check in his mouth, while some people who had heard the robot's words, pointed and laughed at them as they walked pass. I wached in sorrow as they went directly by us.
"It's not their falt..." I thought to myself.
Cat saw my glance, looked up at me, and replyed my sorrow with a "What are you looking at?!?"
Cat stuck his head up, and trotted away in a huff. I felt very bad for seeming like one of the immature crowd, and nothing more to them.
"Great!" I thought."I've only been here for fifteen minutes, and already I've made an enemy!"
Next The Three Stooges came up, and had only been standing there for 2 seconds, before the robot said:
"YOU'RE UGLY!"
to Curly's face.
"Actually, he's the ugly one. said Curly signaling to Moe.
Before I knew what was happening, all three of them were wresting, and beating on one another all over the floor! They rolled,and soon the fight was being fought, right next to one of the elevators. The elevator's door opened, the fight rolled inside, and off they went...on that same nauseating ride I had just been on.
"NEXT!!!" yelled the robot, impatiently.
Chuck and I walked up to the stand, me more hesitant then him.
"What are you doing here.......BUCKIE CHUCKY?!"
I jumped! The robot's insult had surprised me. The robot looked down at me with those huge bug eyes. I gulped."HA! HA! A NEWBIE! HEY EVERYONE!!!! COME OVER HERE AMJ MAKE FUN OF THE NEW ROOKIE!!!!"
I watched in horror, and embarrassment as the robot chanted,
"NEWBIE!!! NEWBIE!!! RUNS AROUND NEUDY! EVERYONE MAKE FUN OF HER SMALL WATT!!! SHE DOESNT KNOW DIDDLEY-SQUAT!!!!!!".
Soon the entire place was chanting the words to the insult, in perfect sync, within all of the different languages of the beasts, cartoons, and humans combined. I began to feel hot Something inside was saying one thing, and one thing only,
"Kill the robot, kill the robot, kill the robot,...."
but I didn't kill the robot. I didn't swear, or say anything for that matter. A single tear went down my face.
"HEY LOOK!!! EVERYONE!!! SHE'S GOING TO CRY! JUST WIKE A WITTLE BABY!!!"
Everyone grew silent, waiting for me to bawl by eyes out. But instead of this, I was surprised to hear myself chant:
"NEWBIE!!! NEWBIE!!! RUNS AROUND NEUDY!!! EVERYONE MAKE FUN OF ME AND MY SMALL WATT!!! I DONT KNOW DIDDLEY-SQUAT!!!!!!!"
Everyone stared at me in surprise. It was obvious that no one had expected me to make fun of myself, and to tell you the truth, I was just as surprised as they were. There was a murmur between people, as they stared at me. The bug was starring too, She was flabbergasted, and couldn't think of anything to say. Chuck cleared his throat.
"A-him! Yes! Well, now that thats over, could we get Molly here a registration form?"
The bug, looking frightened for reasons beyond me, squeaked "Yes sir! Right away!"
She flew under the desk, and reappeared a moment later with a paper.
"Sign this!"
The bug through a pen toward me, obviously to scared to get near. The form said the following:
Dear (Sir/ Madam/ It/ Borg/ Aile),
It has come to our attention that you have been chosen specifically for the DFN (Dreams Fighting Nightmares) association. In this program you will come across many enemies and other things. Your job is to help us when called upon, no hesitation. This document also insures a health plan, dental plan, and dubs as a legal license for you to choose whoever/ whatever/ and however many partners you will need for your journeys. You were given a scan putting your DNA in our data base's computer when getting off your route of transportation. This info will conform that you are an agent, and this will also give you access to any place in our world that you desire. There are a few rules in the association as follows:
1. Don't communicate of tell our secrets to the land of nightmares, no matter what the cost.
2. Don't start a war.
3. Don't hurt innocent bystanders while on journeys.
4. Dont eat strange, or unknown foods.
5. and USE YOUR HEAD!!! DONT BE A DUMB DUMB! (OF COURSE STUPID!!!!)
The president of the DFN association
djioeureilhgtuigyb djuhytui
Sign here I you are prepared to do this:
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After reading this strange document, I signed it. Just like that. The bug snatched it away quickly, and put it away into a folder.
"Welcome, Welcome." she said, bowing.
Your pod awaits."
"My pod?" I asked, confused as I looked up at Chuck, hoping to get some feed back.
"You see those machines over there?"
He pointed at the wall with all the rounded macanics.
"Well, one of those should be yours." I looked up at him.
"Will you be coming to show the way?"
"Nope! Sorry,... I'm afraid that you have to do this on your own,....Don't worry! You'll learn along the way!" he said quickly after seeing my helpless face. He began to walk off.
"I have to get back to work! see you later! Don't worry! You have the right stuff in you kid! Trust me!" and then he went off into the elevator, and disappeared.
I stood there for a few seconds before a voice on the intercom said
"Molly! Your riding pod #56. Please go immediately!"
I slow-jogged through the line of macanics, until I found #56. It was flat on the end facing me, with a rounded edge on the other side.
There was a hatch. I turned the wheel and climbed inside. There were buttons, levers,
and knobs everywhere on the inside. I sat down in the only chair. It was so small on the inside, I barley had room for myself. A instructor's voice came from no where.
"Choose a destination"
A series of buttons lit up in front of me. they were labeled as follows:
DFN Headquarters
Tulipway
The city of darkness
The City of light
Brookland Dr.
Doomph
Angorf
Bengteoff Forest
The place you don't want to go to
Random choice
Other options
I couldn't decide where to go. The buttons labeled "The city of darkness",and "The place you don't want to go to" didn't sound very safe, and I had already been to the "DFN Headquarters", and "Brookland Dr." I covered my eyes with my hand, careful not to press the buttons I didn't want, and chose something random. The pod shot out of the building like a torpedo, except faster. I was going up! up! up! This went on for about five minutes. Then, the pod began to drop with incredible speed! Too suddenly, The pod slammed it's self into the ground. My head hit the side, and everything went black.
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NEXT CHAPTER: SONIC & INUYASHA APPEAR!!!
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