Beastfire: HALLO, PEOPLES OF FANFICTION! Here's chapter 7!
Chapter 7- Just Wondering
Back at the Super Robot, Antauri could sense something amiss. It had been several hours since they'd seen Ivy, Frus, and the triplets. It was unsettlingly quiet there.
"Where are they?" asked Gibson. "It's unsettlingly quiet here."
GRR! I WISH THEY'D STOP SAYING THE SAME STUFF I SAY!
"Where's that big booming voice coming from?" asked Otto.
"Otto, what big booming voice?"
"Uh…nevermind."
"Yeah," agreed Nova, "It IS too quiet around here. Do you guys think something happened to them?"
"It could have, Nova," Antauri said. "They're now parents, and we remember what happened with Malachite, then Zakuro…"
Yes, he was launching into the old "children are open targets" speech again, putting special emphasis on his daughter Zakuro and what happened to her…but that's overprotective dads for ya.
While the team wondered what had happened (and fell asleep from Antauri's sermon), Frus was regaining consciousness, and his arm was burnt pretty badly. He found himself surrounded by metal bars. The mongoose laughed to himself, thinking 'Do they really think this can hold me? It's only iron!'. But when he tried to use his power over metal, nothing happened. He looked at the spaces between the bars, and he could have easily walked right through them. That was when he noticed the collar around his neck, connected to the center of the floor of the cage with a chain. Even if he could get too the bars and get out, his neck would eventually snap. An evil laugh was heard. Frus looked to see Lorena coming at him.
"So, you're the infamous Lorena Spellieran?" he asked, trying to keep his cool.
"Yes, I am, mutant," she answered.
"Actually, I'm not a mutant. I'm a-"
"Look. You have freaky powers and aren't a wizard or anything like that, AND your genetic makeup is weird; therefore; you're a mutant."
He knew that there'd be no getting through to this woman, so he decided to change the subject.
"What is it you want with me?"
"Revenge."
"I never did anything to you!"
"Not against you…but against your little girlfriend. Do you know what she did to me? She conned her way into Jedi training and killed me with those two lightsabers she had. If not for that cult or whatever, I wouldn't be here."
"So, what, you're using me to lure her here? Is that it?"
"No. You see, some friends of mine have also gotten her and your children."
"What's your plan?" he was almost afraid to ask.
"Well, at first it was going to be distracting the whole Monkey Team and you two with a video loop while the Magog ravaged through everything to see if that little freak kept a diary, but something went wrong. This is Plan B, where we make all of you, except for her, starve to death and force her to watch as you suffer!"
Lorena began to laugh psychotically. Frus, meanwhile, started to swear at her in Tserofese, as well as some Italian that he picked up from Ivy.
At this time, Tyr looked at where he was. He was at Mandarin's new lair…which was pretty much a cave. The baby looked at a large picture that Mandarin had on the wall of himself and Skeleton King riding a rollercoaster…and Skeleton King getting sick on him. He had no idea where his parents or brothers were, either, but it was the picture that made him break into tears. Mandarin was beside himself in confusion and anger.
"What is your problem, child?" he growled.
"There's two scary, ugly pelicans in that picture!" Tyr sobbed.
"You dolt! Those aren't pelicans! That's me and Skeleton King!"
The kids cries got louder and Mandarin growled in utter frustration.
Meanwhile, Dylan was sitting on a lab table, with Bloodstone watching him.
"Tell me a story," the child said.
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"I WANNA HEAR A STORY!"
"You want a story? Okay…how about the one about the little boy who helped get revenge on his mother by starving to death?"
"Uh…boogars?"
Bloodstone began to cry like a baby, already annoyed with him.
Seamus looked at the snake that was slithering off with him.
"Are you from the IRS?" he asked.
Naithair was clueless. "What's the IRS?"
"I don't know. I was hoping you would!"
"Well, I don't!"
"Really?"
"Yes, really."
"You sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure."
"Because my mommy says the IRS is evil."
"So?"
"You're evil too!"
"Uh…no I'm not!"
"That's not what my daddy says!"
"Who cares what your parents say?"
"Me!"
"Well, I don't!"
They continued to argue back and forth.
The glove compartment opened, water pouring forth and Ivy coming with it. Since the compartment had been running out of air rapidly, she needed the water to breathe (being both an air and a water breather). Unfortunately, that was all she could do; her flame hurt way too much to do much of anything else.
Ivy quickly found herself being chained to a chair. Tony and his two large friends crowded around her. She asked the first thing on her mind.
"How'd you find me?"
"It was hard at first, but then I met a good friend of your mother's. I think you know Lorena?"
Ivy looked beyond shocked.
"We hired her," continued Tony, "to hunt you down. Imagine our happiness when she found you…my little girl."
By now, he was holding her face in his hand and she pulled away.
"I am NOT related to you!" Ivy spat venomously. "Just because I got your DNA? I never asked for it! You want revenge on someone? Go look for those doctors! Blame them!"
Tony glared at her and whispered the revenge plan in her ear. Her eyes widened in horror. She yelled at him in Italian, calling him things that, for the sake of censorship, will not be translated into English. Before he took her to a different room, she used the rest of her strength to send a telepathic distress signal to anyone she thought would listen.
Beastfire: And that's it! Next chapter, the message is received. How is everyone else doing, by the way? Find out next time!
Frus: (anime vein throb) Do you enjoy messing with my mind?
Ivy: (reads chapter) Dude! I say we kill the boss!
Frus: YEAH! (whips out a sword, while Ivy takes out an assault rifle)
Beastfire: Oh, crap! Uh…please review! (runs for her life) Hey, Emec, do ya still have that tranquilizer gun? 'Cause I'm outta ammo!