I realize that I haven't given much description on B3 or B4. Like B1 B3 looks similar to stitch. However, B3's facial features are more like 625, his fur is a lighter color of blue and he has rotating blades encircling his wrists that generate some of his air currents and small retractable wings on his back for when he's flying. B4 looks more like 624 except she's got chocolate colored fur, her arms look like a mole's arms and her antenna aren't as long. Also, I may not be able to portray 552 that well so please tell me if I mess up.

Shendo

Chapter 15

B3 POV

I limp across the hall towards the Lab again. This stupid injury hasn't healed fully so I have to be careful, so as not to aggravate it. I meet up with 555 and stitch and we all walk towards the Lab together. You see, AL has created yet another experiment and he wants to show it off to us. He's really proud of this one. According to him, it's the best experiment he has ever made. As we walk through the door I glance at B5 and can't help but chuckle. He looks like a cyborg monkey. He even has a monkey tail. Half of his face is covered with metal and he even has a robotic eye. His left arm has been replaced by a robotic one but its shape is identical to his right arm. This is the creature AL got so worked up about?

"Ah, I see you all are here. Everyone, meet B5, the son of metal!"

B5 opened his eye, looked around, jumped behind B4, grabbed her, and stuck his left arm, that had somehow morphed into a blaster, in her face.

"Nobody move or the girl gets it!"

I swear, I wanted to kill him right there and then, but the logical part of me stated that if I attacked, he'd shoot her. All I could do was watch and wait.

"B5, relax. They're my earlier, inferior experiments.

"INFERIOR! I AM NOT INFERIOR TO THAT HUNK OF JUNK!"

B5 immediately aimed his arm/blaster at B2. At the same, I time felt something squeeze my arm. I looked down and noticed B4 had it in a death-grip. This was understandable, seeing as she was still pretty young and timid but it was embarrassing none-the-less and I blushed a little.

"B2, B5, calm down. The last thing we need is another squabble."

B2 stormed, or whatever it is you do when your really pissed and you have a broken leg, out of the room.

"Sorry guys. I may have made B5 a little bit too protective."

"Nah, really? Ya think?"

AL glared at me and then turned to everybody else and started explaining all of B5's powers. I tuned him out while I thought about various things like flying, playing video games, exploring, B4 and I curled up together next to a warm fire. Hey, how'd that get in there?!

"…and that is why B5 is better than all of you put together."

Oh, yeah. He's so full of himself. He'll probably say the same thing about the next experiment he makes. I feel I've had enough of his bragging and so I leave, making sure to go easy on my injury.

(B1 POV)

I can't take it anymore I've got to get out of here. Suddenly my arms morph into squirt guns and ice shoots out of them shattering the glass.

"D-did I d-do th-that."

No, I did

"B-but how?"

Your body belongs to me now and now the game gets a little more interesting

"Stop! Why can't you just leave me alone?"

Because, my child, this is how the game works. If you are weak, you die. If you are strong, you become my pawn

"You're sick!"

You have no idea

My legs carry me out of the room and I spot B3 walking out of the lab. I can clearly see a blaster wound in his side. He slowly walks down the hall towards us. He looks up and sees me.

"B1? Is that you?"

Let's add a new player to our game

"No, leave the others out of this!"

B3 looks at me curiously.

"Who are you talking to?"

He does not understand. Go and open his eyes to the horror of 552

I walk toward him and punch him in the face. He tries to get up but I grab his feet and toss him into the wall. My arms morph into hoses and I blast him at full power. I stop and morph back. He falls to the ground, motionless.

"I-is h-he d-dead?"

No, he lives but soon you will all die

I go into the kitchen and grab a carving knife. I walk over to where B3 is and shove the knife into his wound. Blood splurts out of his side and I touch some with my finger and lick it. I use the knife to carve a symbol of a wave with three slashes through it.

Soon, both of you will leave this plane, and you will sing the song of sorrow together

R & R.