The Adventures of Spyden: Book Two: Time is of the Essence

Disclaimer: HA! I don't own Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends (or any characters in it) JtHM and all characters relating to Jhonen's fabulous works. However, I am the creator of Spy, (who is a main character in the story if you couldn't tell) Brion, and Ned.

Author's Note: This is the second book in my Spyden series. I highly recommend you read my other two fics first as they both tie into this storyline.

I would like to thank DanMat6288 for inspiration…and also deviantart's "Paradoxal" for inspiration as well (not to mention the look of the character in question).

A Special hello to Sparky1, duckmasta2020, and Ulrich n for reviewing to my story.

And Sparky1, you are probably my biggest fan! (who I don't know in person)This Chapter is for YOU!

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Now on with the story…

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Chapter six: July 1st part four

"BLOOOOOOOO!" the cry was heard throughout the entire house.

"Mac?" Spy asked himself…kinda.

"No, I'm pretty sure he said Bloo." Spy gave Brion an un-amused look before continuing.

"We have to find Mac."

"We have to find BLOO." Brion intervened again, "If I'm getting this straight, if BLOO dies we're in trouble." Spy shot him a glare.

"If EITHER die it means trouble; you go find Mac, I'll get Bloo."

"Sounds good to me," he started to go up the stairs when he stopped, "What about your shoulder?"

"I shouldn't have to use it," Spy lifted himself a few inches above the floor, "Besides, all I have to do is grab Bloo and get out."

"All right, break a leg!" Brion dashed up the stairs, following Mac's cries for Bloo. Spy winced.

"Couldn't have picked a better term, could ya?" as he flew off through a window to get to the roof quicker.

Ned rose from the room he had been kicked into. His smile was fading for a moment, then he regained its Cheshire appearance. He flew up the stairs, silently following Brion.

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If it was raining before, it was a downpour now. Lightening and Thunder flashed and clashed in the stormy skies above the house; Spy, unfortunately happened to be caught in this downpour. He was flying in the harsh weather when he noticed…he wasn't flying, he was falling.

"What the…" his air shoes had completely shut down and Spy soon collided with the roof of Foster's. He slid down the roof and finally found himself clutching to the gutter overlooking the ground several stories below him. "Wow, this place is…really…tall." He said in a strained voice.

'Why did my air shoes shut down?' he thought and then the reason came to him. "I guess my AIR shoes can't handle WATER very well. What a rip-off…and I didn't even ask for these 'shoes' in the first place." Spy growled to himself as he drew his swords and started to slowly scale the roof, wincing at the sharp pain in his shoulder each time he moved up the roof.

'I have to get to Bloo…' he hoisted himself over the top of the wing he was on. He got a clear view of the little fenced in access to the roof. Duchess came out of the door swinging a…paddleball, followed by a blue blob that was following the ball swing back and forth. Duchess grabbed Bloo by the 'neck' tossing the paddleball off the roof. He followed fall, seeing it bounce off of a black shadow underneath Duchess. 'away from that THING!'

He slid down the shingles toward Duchess and Bloo and jumped onto the tallest tower of the building. His jump got him about a quarter of the way up. He latched onto the side of the building with his swords and started to climb up to a height where he could catch Bloo without using his shoes.

He had a long way to go…and Duchess didn't seem to be very patient.

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Duchess brought Bloo up eye-to-eye, making sure that Bloo had to look up to her. She opened her mouth to say something when…

"MY PADDLEBALL! You threw it off the roof!" Duchess positioned herself so Bloo was dangling over the edge of the roof.

"And soon you'll be taking the same journey!" She screamed at Bloo. He seemed to snap into reality and started to struggle to get free.

"Let Me GO! You--!"

"—Underappreciated work of art! Prisoner of this pathetic excuse of a mansion! You should all be taking orders from ME, not that decrepit old HAG! And it's all because of YOU that I had to stay in this dump, you and that stupid boy of yours! So, if I get rid of you, that boy will stop coming here, AND they'll have to get me adopted! If not, I'll just keep tossing the pride and joys of this place into oblivion!" Duchess held out Bloo with one hand.

"Can I just say that you have some SERIOUS ISSUES! I mean come on! It's not like we've done anything BAD to you or anything." Bloo tried to pry open the death grip Duchess had on him. "Okay, sure there was the blow-dryer/flour incident and the lip-stick/glue thing. But really, is that really worth throwing someone off a building." Bloo's words were becoming harder to say near the end and he noticed Duchess was nearly beet-red.

"Right?" Bloo managed to wheeze out. Duchess looked as if her head was about to explode. She brought up her free hand and snapped. Bloo heard something from underneath him. He strained to look down.

He saw one gleaming red eye on a black shadow; it opened its mouth and roared, a roar that Bloo knew very well.

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Spy was finally able to get to the height he needed to save Bloo…he hoped. He readied himself to launch himself (via his legs) to intercept Bloo's fall. Then something caught his eye. In the sky of lightning and rain, he thought he saw something blue appear in the midst of the storm. In the next instance it was gone and he quickly brought his attention to Bloo.

He was already halfway down his decent to the Extremeosaur's mouth.

"NO!" He quickly launched himself, creating a noticeable dent in the wood behind him, and shot like a missile toward Bloo. That's when it became clear to him, he hadn't launched far enough fast enough, not only was Bloo going to be a meal…so was he.

And then a bolt of lightning flashed in the sky, followed by the clap of thunder, followed by a shriek. Not from Bloo, but from the monster. A blade had imbedded itself in the Extremeosaur's forehead, shining brilliantly. A moment later the monster disappeared in a flash a white light. Spy started to fall downward and found himself even with Bloo. Spy grabbed the imaginary friend and miraculously catching the vine-fence on the side of the house…which quickly broke, leaving Spy and Bloo lying on the wet ground, groaning.

Spy looked around to find Bloo starting to get up holding his head. Spy also noticed something jutting out of the ground, faintly shimmering white. He noticed the elaborate gold hilt attached to the large blade.

"The Judgment Blade?" he said in disbelief. His eyes widened and his jaw dropped even further when the sword lifted itself out of the ground and shot back up into the sky.

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Mac watched in awe as the great beast vanished into thin air, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Spy grab Bloo. He fell to the ground and sat up with his arms propping him up.

"Bloo's safe…" he stopped mid-sentence when a chill flew up his spine. He turned and backed up against the wall under the window, his eyes focused on the door, trying to keep as quiet as possible.

Mac waited…He heard footsteps down the hallway, soon they stopped as well. He got up and took a step trying to steady himself from his slow rising off the floor.

The wooden floor shattered into splinters near the door as Ned flew up into the room, his trademark grin on his face, swords drawn.

"I wish I could say YOU are safe, but I would be lying…" a pause, "On second thought, you ARE safe…" Mac shook in fear and stepped back to the wall again. Ned took another menacing step forward.

"I WILL have my empire!" Ned finally said as he leaped at Mac.

Suddenly, a flash of light shone in the room blinding both Mac and Ned, forcing Ned to stop his attack. A gentle but firm feminine voice sounded from the fading light.

"You might want to rethink your plan, Ned."

"WHAT!"

She stood clothed in white pants and a slightly loose, white long-sleeved shirt; the Judgment Blade in her right hand. Her red hair was pulled back into a ponytail; her hazel eyes glaring at a bewildered Ned. Mac was the first to try to identify her.

"Frankie?" Ned was next.

"What'sherface!" The door opened to reveal Brion.

"There you are MaaaaAHH! NED!" Brion drew his pistols and aimed at Ned and then noticed the person standing in front of Ned. He dropped his pistols and pointed with his mouth agape.

"t-t-Taylor? Is that you? But…But…But…" Ned finished his statement

"You're supposed to be DEAD! I OBLITERATED YOU!"

Taylor hoisted the Judgment Blade and aimed its point at Ned. "Obviously you didn't, 'cause I'm standing right here." Ned took a step back, Taylor took a step toward him. "And just to make sure we're on the right page, you're never going to break the gates."

Ned charged at Taylor swiping his swords horizontally at her. He took a step back and lunged forward with the Judgment Blade. Mac quickly closed his eyes as Ned was skewered on the Blade. Even Brion had to wince at that fatal injury. A few seconds later, Ned vanished into a puff of black smoke and dissipated.

Brion stood there, gawking at his sister. Mac was peeking open his eyes to see if the fight was over…and if there was a mess left behind of a certain red fluid.

Taylor sheathed her sword behind her back "Boy, I feel welcome."

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