Chapter Thirty-eight: Prophecy Part 2
STOMP-STOMP-STOMP-STOMP!
Experiment 6 nears Heinous.
The scientist shivers as it grows colder and colder and colder and colder.
"Just let me explain!" Heinous pleads.
"There's nothing to explain!" the monster growls.
"Dr. Heinous' life was in jeopardy. Experiment 6 was going to kill him then and there. But Heinous persisted."
"Don't you wanna know your propose?" Heinous quakes even more. "Why I made you? Why you're here?"
The monster stops. It stands menacingly as it asks, "What is my purpose?"
"To defeat Chairman Drek!"
"Heinous explained everything about the galaxy's fate. How a blarg named Drek was going to take pieces of several planets and join them together, creating a new planet………but destroying many others. He described him, leaving out no details."
Experiment 6 is still not satisfied. "Is that it?.! Then what?.!.?.!"
Heinous fumbles for words.
He takes a deep breath and explains past mistakes.
"Dr. Heinous told Experiment 6 about the other experiments. He mentioned them in order. He even bothered telling what they looked like and what species they were. He implied that they were dead and E6 was the last one. He lied though, telling that all the other experiments died fighting Drek."
"Now you're talking," E6 said. "I shall go and fight Drek, but…"
It leans in closed to Heinous.
The scientist gets colder and he flattens himself against the wall.
"…if Drek is already dead. Or he doesn't exist. OR he's not doing this, then you will DIE!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!"
Heinous gulps.
E6 turns and makes for the lab's exit.
"Wait!" Heinous calls. "How will you find Drek?"
"I have my ways."
"But I haven't even told you about your abilities!"
"I will figure them out for myself."
"Experiment 6 already knew what abilities it possessed. Heinous was afraid then."
SMASH!
E6 breaks the lab's door down and leaves.
Heinous is left alone.
The coldness stops and he relaxes.
He then gets up and presses a button located on the wall.
WUUUUUUUR-CHINK!
A second sliding door covered the exit E6 leaves through.
The scientist runs to the Evolver and takes a DNA sample.
He then starts working on something.
"While Dr. Heinous toiled away, Experiment 6 went looking for Drek. It had no idea where Drek would be, but it searched. It eventually found out when it saw a commercial about the destruction of Planet Veldin. It stole a ship and traveled to Kyzil Plateau."
E6 stands above a giant stalagmite.
It watches a battle commence above the Deplanetizer.
A lombax with a robot-like backpack is using Gadgetron weapons against a giant robot.
E6 knows who's in the robot.
Ultimate Supreme Executive Chairman Drek.
Once the robot defeats the foolish lombax and robot, E6 will jump in and do what the lombax couldn't.
However, things don't go as planned.
"The plan didn't go as intended."
A missile is shot at the giant robot.
It flips backwards and lands on a semicircle-shaped edge.
The sudden impact causes a rotating piece of the Deplanetizer to turn.
The semicircle-shaped edge on the other side is going to squash the robot…along with Drek.
E6 stares.
Suddenly, the robot shoots skyward.
E6 watches as the robot becomes smaller and smaller, heading towards the artificial planet.
There's a small puff of smoke on the part of the planet where Drek disappeared.
The laser is pointing up.
The lombax stared, mesmerized.
The robot notices something. He tugs the lombax's leg and says something.
E6 watches, curious.
The lombax says something.
The robot points.
The lombax notices that a switch to fire the Deplanetizer is visible.
"Experiment 6 watched as…"
With the robot on his back as a jetpack, the lombax runs to the button. He jumps on it, jumps up, his jetpack's thrusters point upward and ignite, causing the lombax to wham his rear-end into the button, activating the giant laser.
"…its mission was foiled."
The laser shakes, a yellow glow forming at his tip.
Then--
ZAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!
--a huge, yellow beam emerges from the laser's mouth, traveling up to the fake planet--
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!
--causing an explosion.
E6 watches as the planet Drek is on is blown up.
Several pieces of the planet collide with Veldin's surface.
None of them collide with E6.
It's no longer looking at the lombax and the robot.
Its eyes remain focused up.
"However, E6 was determined to finish its goal. Believing Drek was still alive, it got into the stolen ship and traveled to the remains of the planet. It had to be quick though, because the surviving pieces were heading for the sun."
Plant.
E6 lands in a piece of a stolen forest.
There is still atmosphere on this planet, but it is slowly diminishing…….even though it's not important.
Before its feet, lies a blue object.
E6 picks it up.
"…………"
It examines it.
A ball stuck to a string.
Upon closer inspection, E6 realizes what it is.
Someone's eye.
E6 throws the eye over its shoulder and treks.
"It was its purpose."
E6 finds something.
"?"
It looks like the robot he saw earlier.
Drek must have moved it out of the way.
It was determined."
It jumps to the robot's head and looks inside.
The cockpit's empty, its two levers broken.
"But…"
The glass is broken.
There's a trail.
A trail of blood.
"…things…"
E6 follows.
It sees glass shards as he goes along.
It finds an expensive shoe.
It moves on.
"…went…"
E6 moves through a bush.
And it sees him.
"…wrong."
Chairman Drek is on his front.
Not moving.
Missing a hand.
Hair all messed up.
Suit stained and scratched with shards of glass.
"Heinous' fear made him forget about the whole 'train and clone' plan. All he said was for Experiment 6 to defeat Drek. Leaving out the part when it's too late to save the galaxy because Ratchet and Clank are busy doing it………"
E6 turns the body over.
It looks at Drek's face. Or rather………what's left of it.
The eye he found was definitely Drek's, because the right half of the head is missing.
E6 concentrates and 'feels' the air.
"…………"
There is no ounce of life left.
E6 lets the carcass fall.
It'll eventually be destroyed by the vacuum of space.
E6 growls.
E6 tenses.
"………Heinous had signed his own will that day."
E6 screams.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!"
"Heinous was going to receive a visit……………and he probably knew it."
Heinous sighs in relief as he finishes his latest invention.
He holds a remote control with a single, green button.
He smiles at himself.
"With this, he won't get me. And by the time it wears off, I'll--"
He stops as he realizes the room is getting unnaturally cold.
He can see his own breath.
"?.!.?.!.?.!.?.!.?.!.?.!.?.!" he backs up against a wall.
SMASH!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!
The second door is broken through.
"Anyone could guess that E6 was bent on revenge. But Dr. Heinous was ready, however……"
E6 marches towards Heinous.
"He was already dead," E6 says simply before continuing to advance.
Heinous holds out a shivering arm with a remote in it.
E6 doesn't stop.
Heinous presses the button.
E6 screams as he clutchesits head. An unknown sound is banging at its drums.
Ite screws his eyes shut and retreats.
Heinous relaxes.
"……things wouldn't last forever."
Somewhere in the Solana galaxy…
…E6 sleeps in a cave.
The remote has weakened him.
It covers himself in a cocoon and slumbers.
But one thing's for certain.
Experiment 6 will be back.
"Although Dr. Heinous had managed to ward away Experiment 6, it wasn't permanent. Experiment 6 covered itself in a cocoon and is now hibernating. It will return though. And it'll have a new death list. The other experiments, Heinous, Ratchet, Clank and anyone who's involved with them."
"Experiment 6 shall return one day," the glowing thug Leader said, "and it'll come after the experiments……including you."
Slim heard every word said to him from the other side of the hall. He was silently taking it all in.
"Once done, it will go on a killing spree, truly earning the name of Death."
"So……," Slim said as he looked at the Leader. It took him until now to notice that the man's left eye wasn't twitching, "….you want me to join your side to defeat this monster thing?"
"…….," the thug just nodded his gold-outlined head.
"Well, all I have to say is…………"
The Leader waited.
"………no……..stinkin'…………way."
The Leader blinked.
"We've never met. I don't even know you as much as you think you know me. There were the commercials, but that's it. You can't just walk up to me and ask for--!"
"'Yes' or 'no', E5?" the Leader said patiently.
"No," Slim said.
"I'll say that I'm disappointed with you, E5," the Leader said. The yellow glow increased. "I'll just have to convince you."
TWOOOOOOOOOOOSH!.!.!.!.!.!
He blurred at Slim.
The tyhrranoid was ready this time.
TH-TH-TH-TH-TH-TH-TH-TH-TH-TH-TH-TH-TH-THWAP!.!.!.!
The man from Snivelak unleashed a fury of punches at Slim's arms which were held in front of him in an 'X' shape.
Slim blocked and walked backwards.
His dorsal fin came in contact with an automatic door.
The thug Leader pulled back and swung a fist at Slim's middle eye stem.
Slim bent his middle optic.
CRUNCH!
The thug's fist flew through the door.
Slim swung his foot at the Leader's belly.
CLUTCH!
The lizard man caught it and--
SLAM!
--slammed Slim onto the floor behind him.
Slim tried to manipulate the current situation, but failed; the Leader was too strong.
WHOOOSH!
Slim was hurled at the damaged door.
SMASH!
He broke it down and--
WHAP!
--crashed into a railing.
He took two seconds to observe his surroundings.
He was on an observation balcony. To the right was an elevator that led to a catwalk which over looked a huge processing plant of sorts. Steam hissed and machinery parts cranked all around. There where conveyor belts, robot arms, moving platforms, pulley systems, rattling chains, and all sorts of fancy devices constructed for the mass packaging of a mysterious material. And that mysterious material turned out to be raritanium. Before Slim's eyes, a shipment was being prepared.
"Nice, isn't it?"
Slim turned around.
The Leader walked through the door way. He glowed as he stood over the broken door. He hadn't even broken a sweat.
"This is the raritanium Jeremiah is so obsessed with."
Slim blinked.
"Heinous wants all this to power a weapon he has built. Yes, E5, it's finished. It was finished by the time Heinous arrived to Bogon. The weapon will turn all organic life-forms into robots. You're familiar with the Biobliterator, aren't you?"
"Yeah," Slim uttered.
"The weapon Jeremiah has planned will be far more powerful than the one Vincent used one year ago."
"And you don't care?" Slim clenched his fists.
"Heinous only wants Solana," the Leader said.
"Besides using organics to help him destroy organics--again--he's been mind-controlling your thugs," Slim sneered, hoping to get a shocked reaction.
"I know."
Slim's eyes widened.
"Your own thugs? How could you?.!"
"It's no trouble, really. They're perfectly normal now. We've even erased their memories about it and changed them to thinking that they did their best and failed. It's a small price to pay."
"All for the Bolts?.!.?.!"
The edges of the Leader's lips dropped.
"I do not care about money in the least."
SHOOOOM!
He ran forward.
Slim side-stepped.
The Leader reached a blind hand out, grabbed a handful of white skin ("Aaagh!") and threw the albino freak down towards the catwalk.
Thump!
Slim landed on his back.
He rubbed the skin where a purple hand had grabbed.
And speaking of which…
CRUNCH!
The Leader's bare feet formed dents as he landed on the catwalk effortlessly.
Without looking, he grabbed the lever of a nearby console, broke it off and threw it at the white one.
While still on his back, Slim caught the lever between his feet.
He threw it up, stood up and caught it just in time to block a--
CLANK!
-- glowing, gloved fist from the thug.
The Leader swung his other fist.
CLUTCH!
Slim caught it.
WHAP!
He was kicked in the shin.
Slim let go of the lever, and hopped back.
He grunted and blurred at the Leader with a raised fist--
THWAP!
He kicked the Leader in the stomach.
The glowing man didn't even teeter.
He grabbed Slim's foot and threw the tyhrranoid over the railings.
Slim's white fingers caught the edge.
STOMP!
The Leader stepped on them.
"AAAAGH!" Slim had no choice, but to let go.
He landed on a conveyer belt.
He readjusted his pants as he drifted under the catwalk.
As he came out from the other side, we waited.
But no one came.
Slim narrowed his unnatural blue eyes.
WHAM!
He was kicked in the rear.
He stumbled forward, stopped on a big piece of raritanium and turned around, glaring.
The thug Leader glared back. He glowed nefariously as he said, "I guess I was the one who kicked butt."
A smirk would have most likely appeared on a normal person.
But the thug wasn't normal.
He just stared, his yellow glow never dissipating.
Slim reached behind him with both hands.
"NNNNNNNNNNNHHHHH!" he managed to lift the big piece of raritanium.
The thug's eyes barely widened.
"HAAAA!" Slim threw the element.
WHAP!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!
The Leader backhanded it.
The boulder flew and--
CRUNCH!
--dented another conveyer belt.
"How….?" Slim was at loss of words.
"Like I said……………Experiment 3."
"Rrrrrrgh!"
WHOOOSH!
Slim ran at the thug.
The thug side-stepped.
Slim passed him.
He kicked backwards.
The Leader bent his husky body to the left without looking.
Slim did a tornado kick.
The Leader ducked, grabbed a pale ankle and flung it over him.
Slim flew, reached a blind hand out and--
GRAB!
--grabbed a robot arm.
He swung forward, flipped and perched on the same robotic limb he caught. It was easy to keep balance, because the arm was only moving up and down like the others on this side of the large room.
Slim looked in three different directions.
"…………"
Only the sound of machinery.
THUNK!
"?"
With all three of his tentacled eyes, Slim looked left.
A piece of raritanium had flew and created a crater in the wall.
From the right--
THUNK!
Another piece of raritanium.
Slim sweated.
WHOOOOOSH!
He saw a yellow streak on the other side of the area.
The Leader was perched on another catwalk which was exactly at Slim's level.
He held a clump of raritanium in his gloved palm.
He chucked.
Slim ducked.
THUUUUUNK!
The wall above him was impacted.
More pieces of raritanium flew at him.
Slim jumped to another robotic arm as the one he was on before was destroyed.
The Leader moved along with him, chucking more and more.
Slim jumped forward, arched forward, ducked, jumped, jumped forward, grabbed a moving hook, and dangled.
THUNK! TH-THUNK! THONNNK! TH-TH-TH-TH-TH-TH-TH-THIUUUUK!
Every shot missed.
No more came.
Slim let go and landed on a small monitor on a catwalk one story above the previous.
He waited.
He frowned.
GRABBBBBBBB!
He caught a fist that was meant for his right side.
He swung the thug Leader's body.
The snivlakean caught a railing, spun vertically and zoomed at Slim.
Slim jumped, allowing the monitor he was perched on to be--
CRACK!
--broken beyond repair.
Slim landed in a nimble squat.
The thug Leader pulled a piece of glass out of his cheek. His eyes didn't even tear.
The wound bled, but was ignored.
"Do you not see it, E5?" the Leader spoke. "The power I have, which was copied from Experiment 3. Imagine an entire army with this power, capable o' fighting off Experiment 6. But it's still not enough. You're the last Experiment I need, E5. Together, you, the other experiments and I will save the universe from Death."
"Shut…..the……Hell……..UP!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!"
Slim ran forward with a raised fist.
The Leader caught it and threw the tyhrranoid over his head.
Slim grabbed the railing, held onto it and swung his feet forward.
The Leader ran to the other side of the bridge.
They where five feet away from each other.
The Leader sighed. "You leave me no choice."
He raised one hand. It glowed yellow. It was even brighter than the rest of his body. His eyes glowed a hot gold.
And then--
FLASH!
--a curved blast of pure yellow shot out of the Leader's hand.
Slim gasped and jumped.
CLAAAAAA-AAAAAAK!
The railing he was at was cut where the yellow blast hit.
He looked at the Leader dumbly.
The Leader still had no humorous expression.
"Experiment 3 is very powerful," he said.
Slim bared his teeth.
FLASH!
Another wave of yellow.
Slim ducked quickly.
He panicked and made a run for it.
He ran to the railing and jumped off.
FLASH! FLASH! FLASH! FLASH! FLASH! FLASH! FLASH!
More golden blasts flew at him.
Slim managed to dodge them all by spinning his body around in midair, finding the wall with his feet, and kicking off it to land on the next bridge.
He panted as he looked up and realized that this was the top bridge.
'How'll I beat this without a weapon?' he thought.
"You're fast, E5," the Leader's voice droned from one story down.
Slim panted some more.
"But I'm faster."
"!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!" Slim's eyes bulged. The thug Leader was right behind him.
He felt an increase in temperature.
He back-flipped.
FLASH!
A wave of yellow flew under him.
He landed and--
WHUP!
--was punched in the side.
He teetered.
WHOOOOSH!
The Leader blurred at him and…….kept going.
Slim looked at where his opponent went. The glowing man was standing in front of a pile of crates. Occasionally, a crane would come and pick a box up.
The Leader twirled something in his hand.
Slim did a double-take.
His fake eyes--which Slim had forgot where still in his pants' pocket--where in the Leader's hand. They must have been pick pocketed within a ten-second span.
"I saw these in a commercial," the Leader said. "I always did wonder how you made them move. You used these to hide your true identity. You should be proud of it and show yourself."
"And what?" Slim barked. "Be known as a freak?"
"There are no tyhrranoids in this galaxy."
"So?"
The Leader sighed. He tossed the eyes back at Slim.
They were caught and pocketed.
Just the perfect distraction.
FLASH! FLASH! FLASH! FLASH! FLASH! FLASH! FLASH! FLASH!
Eight flashes of yellow were hurled at the white freak.
Slim ducked, jumped, side-stepped, flipped, rolled, jumped, crouched, and side-stepped.
WHOOOOOSH!
The Leader blurred at him.
SHOOOOOM!
Slim also blurred.
The Leader caught him by the sides and threw him at the stack of crates.
Slim twirled his body. His feet found a crate and he kicked off it.
FLASH! FLASH!
The thug released two glowing blasts of yellow.
Slim gasped and tried blocking them.
WH-WHAP!
His arms were singed, but he succeeded in avoiding the blasts without dodging--
WHUMP!
--only to crash against the cold floor as a result of the Leader side-stepping.
The Leader stood over Slim. His eyes were no longer yellow, but he was still glowing.
"Very good, E5," he droned. He frowned. "But not good enough."
He prepared a fist--
WHUPPPPP!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!
Slim kicked the thug in the crotch.
"…………….," the Leader didn't even flinch. He actually raised an eyebrow. "Are you that desperate?"
"Are you castrated?" Slim asked with a weak smirk.
"No," the Leader said. He grabbed Slim's ankle and tossed the tyhrranoid across the bridge. "You were too low."
That was it. Slim knew he couldn't beat this without a plan. He didn't have enough time to think, because the Leader was advancing on him. Slim got up, charged away and--
CRASH!
--crashed through the door behind him.
He didn't bother looking back.
WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH!
He just blurred.
SMASH!
He turned right and smashed through a wall.
SMASH!
Another.
SMASH!
Another.
He passed two halls.
SMASH!
A bathroom.
SMASH!
A hall guarded by suddenly startled thugs.
SMASH!
Another hall.
He turned left.
SMASH!
He ran forward--
GRAB!
--snatched a thug's gun right out of his and ("Hey!"), and aimed at the ceiling.
FWOOOOOOOM!
SM-SM-SM-SM-SMASH!
The missile launcher he stole broke through five stories of the ship before exploding in a small ball of fire.
Before the other thugs could aim, Slim jumped with all the strength he had in his albino legs.
He reached the last floor before a ceiling with no hole and ran.
SMASH!
More startled thugs.
SMASH!
A small cubicle section.
SMASH!
He could have sworn he saw Nefarious in his peripheral vision.
SMASH!
An ordinary computer was rendered useless.
Slim stole another gun and aimed down.
PHWOOOOOOOM!
SM-SM-SM-SM-SMASH!
He jumped down the new set of holes and fired some more.
PHWOOOOOOOM!
SM-SM-SM-SM-SMASH!
PHWOOOOOOOM!
SM-SM-SM-SM-SMASH!
He was given a view of a gold sky.
Slim threw the big gun down.
CLANK!
It landed over the hole and acted as a 'bridge' for Slim to land on.
Slim ran down the hall of the ship's bottom floor. It was the same kind of place as he, Qwark, and Skrunch where in on Planet Tabora. The dark, blue, cloudy sky was visible through the many identical windows on his right.
Slim stopped running to catch his breath.
"Too fast," he said.
A beat.
"I couldn't agree more."
Slim's eyes widened. He looked behind him.
The thug Leader stood there, still glowing. And as deadpan as ever.
"Why do you run from the truth?" he asked.
"I don't know how you do it," Slim lost his temper, "but I'm so gonna finish this!.!.!"
"On the contrary," the Leader said, "I'll be the one finishing it."
"You've told me all this crap. How do you know, and why are you telling me?"
"You're always asking the same questions," the Leader said a little louder than usual. "Haven't you wondered what your purpose in life is? You're so stubborn."
"Shut the bloody Hell up with all the frikking riddles!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.! HRUAGH--!"
Something happened.
Slim was glowing a very faint white. It was like a silver outline. He suddenly felt stronger, faster, carefree, but at the same time……weak.
The thug's lips parted. He then spoke, "The hidden power. A supernatural force that increases the already increased agility, strength, etcetera. Another feature by Dr. Heinous. You're the last one I've seen who could actually tap into it."
Slim had more questions now.
"Because you became 'Slim Cognito', you had no idea that you held such power. I see that yours is built on Determination and Rage, the two emotions you're feeling most. The other experiments can also tap onto the power of the Spectrum and unleash their power."
"I'm not sure if any of that bullshit is true," Slim said, "but I'll try anything once."
"Good," the Leader said as he squatted. "Now, we can have a fair fight."
Slim shot his arm forward and…….
……..
………nothing happened.
"Huh?"
The Leader noticed. "While every experiment can tap into their power the same way, each power is different. You can't throw blasts as far as we know," his hands glowed yellow as head said, "but I can."
FLASH! FLASH! FLASH! FLASH! FLASH! FLASH!
Slim held both forearms out in an 'X' shape.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP!
Every wave was blocked.
The thug jumped at him.
Slim caught the thug and threw him over his head.
He landed on his feet after twirling himself.
FLASH! FLASH! FLASH! FLASH! FLASH! FLASH! FLASH!
Slim ran up a wall, avoiding the waves and heading for more.
FLASH! FLASH! FLASH! FLASH! FLASH! FLASH!
He jumped, backhanded one yellow curve and rammed himself into the Leader.
WHAM!
The Leader skidded back, clutching his stomach. His teeth showed as he felt pain silently. His other hand shot more streams of yellow.
FLASH! FLASH! FLASH!
They were aimed poorly.
Slim figured that the yellow power his opponent was using was soon going to run out.
He ran forward with a right hook.
The thug ducked and swung his foot low.
Glowing faint silver, Slim jumped, pushed off the ceiling with his hands and flew at the snivlakean.
THWABB!
Bare, pale feet met armored back.
The Leader stumbled forward.
Slim blurred around him and punched at his face.
GRIPPPPP!
The Leader caught it and--
WHAM!
--threw Slim against the wall.
Slim spat and ducked.
CRUNCH!
The Leader's fist dented the wall.
Slim swung his foot at his side.
The thug caught it.
Slim bent himself backwards, touched the floor with his hands and attempted curling into a fetus possession.
TWOOOSH!
The Leader had seen through the stunt and let go.
Slim ended up standing on his feet.
FLASH!
Slim ducked the yellow blast, blurred and--
THWAK!
--punched the Leader in the upper chest.
Some of the armor was broken off, revealing a dark shirt.
At one point, his wheezing body fell on the floor. He gasped…struggling for breath and yet somehow keeping his emotions in check, save for an awkward slice of desperation: "Y-You have passed the test, E5. A-Allow me to live and I c-c-can help you!.!"
Slim gritted his teeth and punched again.
The Leader rolled to the right.
DENT!
Slim created a crater in the floor.
The thug stood up. He was having trouble with it.
"Your past……… I can tell you everything about it. I can explain everything. Every truth I learned!"
"HRUUUUAGH!"
POW!
The Leader's right shoulder blade was shattered by a pale fist.
He teetered back, the yellow glow fading.
"I c-c-c-can help you……..," he wheezed, "find them….E5."
Slim stopped.
His lips quivered.
The silver glow began to fade.
The Leader leaned against a window, panting. His face was scrunched up in pain and exhaustion. He continued, "The experiments……I-I can help you u-u-unite."
The silver glow grew.
Slim's heart grew cold.
"LIAR!"
The tyhrranoid charged straight at him, his body exploding with a silver aura.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!
The thug Leader spat blood and saliva from the punch in the cheek. He groaned and fell towards the window…..headfirst.
SHATTER!
The window broke and the Leader fell through.
"!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!" Slim ran forward and shot one arm through the opening.
CLUTCH!.!.!.!.!.!
Slim grabbed a handful of the Leader's shirt that was bare through the missing armor. The thug dangled over the cold clouds. His and Slim's breaths were visible. The yellow glow died out as he said it would, resulting in the thug's left parts dangling even more. His eye twitched as usual. At the same time, Slim's silver glow dissipated, meaning that tyhrranoid was even weaker. He had lost all of his strength in the power up and now could barely keep his grip.
Slim was used to conditions such as these.
But the Leader couldn't stop shivering.
He spoke with a hint of sadness, "You're more alone than I thought, E5."
His right gloved hand reached into his pocket and pulled out a watch. Slim's watch.
"I believe this is yours," he said as he threw the device into the ship.
One of Slim's eyes followed the watch. It landed on the floor and was temporarily forgotten.
"But perhaps not for long," he whispered as--with the same hand--he reached into another pocket and fingered the hilt of a knife. "You still have Heinous to stop."
"What?' Slim strained.
"This ship was only a distraction," the Leader said as his left eye twitched. He shivered more and more and would have been frozen to death if it wasn't for the ship's force field. "Heinous has secretly sent another ship to collect raritanium."
"Where?' Slim tried to sound though.
"The Wupash Nebula. He's already halfway done. He might even be leaving the galaxy as I speak."
He pulled the knife out.
Slim squinted at it.
The Leader took a breath, the last breath he would ever take. "Alas, such is the consequence of fate. It clips us of our wings…and sends our dust settling back into the heartless streets."
Slim's lips parted.
"Good luck with Experiment 6," the Leader's last words, "you'll need it."
RIIIIIIIIP!.!.!.!.!
He cut through his shirt with the knife.
Slim gasped and reached down for him……but it was too late.
The Leader fell through the cold air. But……..he didn't scream. He didn't flail. He didn't look afraid. He just kept his red eyes locked on Slim's unnaturally blue ones. He was soon absorbed by the thick clouds.
Slim sighed. The piece of shirt in his hand flapped like a flag. The reason he didn't go back to his watch was that it was already too late to save the thug's life.
He sauntered over towards his Storage Watch and tied it around his wrist.
He equipped a communicator and was bout to call, when it beeped.
"Jack here," Slim said.
"Slim, this is Ratchet. Don't worry, I'm not in public. I just got a call from Nefarious. He and Qwark have set up a detonator in the control room. It'll go off in five minutes. I've called for a ranger dropship to come and pick us up. I know your location, so hand tight."
"And I know where Heinous will be striking next," Slim said.
"W-What? Um, good. Tell us when we meet."
Slim sighed and slumped down against a wall. "I here you. Slim out."
This story has less than ten chapters to go, I think. Review, please.