A G Corporation guard walked down the deserted corridors of Earthopolis Heavy Detainment Compound One. He was the only guard on duty in sector 10. Not a good sign. He was taking deep breaths as he walked up and down the corridor; peering into each of the tanks. In every tank was a person, hooked up to all kinds of wires and cables. To ease his nerves, he was muttering the numbers on each tank to himself.
"...X-Nine...X-Ten...X-Eleven...X-Twel- oh no." the guard said as he came to a stop at an empty tank.
Specimen X-Twelve was not in his tank. There was water on the floor around it. The guard stood rooted to the spot in front of the tank. There was a sign labeled "Extremely Dangerous" on the bottom of the tank. The guard gulped and raised his gun. Then he heard a quiet noise. He froze and strained his ears to be able to tell what it was.
Pat pat...pat pat...pat pat. Then he realized what it was, but by then it was to late. He felt the looming presence behind him. Slowly, he turned around. Standing behind him was a tall boy with bright green eyes, very long blond hair, pale white skin, grimy looking clothes and bare feet. Specimen X-Twelve. The guard backed up against the wall.
"S-stop, I'm armed." He said frantically.
X-Twelve rolled his eyes and advanced on the guard. "Did you hear me? G-get back! Now!" Said guard, trying to raise his voice.
The boy ignored the raised gun and put his hand over the guard's mouth. The guard tried to pull the trigger but was paralyzed with fear. The boy's hands were cold and clammy. The guard struggled frantically but it was no use...
Meanwhile, miles away, at G Corporation HQ, Mullet Fingers was sitting, alone, in an empty room. The man had tricked him. It turned out that the person he'd met in the woods had been Gorganzorg. He'd been such an idiot. At the moment, he was eavesdropping on a shouting match taking place in the room above.
"HE WAS BEING KEPT IN AND EXTREMELY HIGH SECURITY COMPOUND! HOW THE HELL DID HE ESCAPE?" A voice shrieked.
"Please sir, we made an error in our staff hiring, my apologies. We'll have him back within the hour." Gorganzorg's voice came.
"I've heard that before. You told me that two years ago, when Travis Bridger escaped. Did you get him back, Gorganzorg? Hm?" The other voice asked furiously.
"Be reasonable, Zidian. I've issued a planet-wide alert for the boy, he is to be killed upon sight." Said Gorganzorg.
"KILLED? Killed! Do you have any idea how much damage that would cause? Why the hell would we have kept him prisoner for the last eighteen years only to kill him when he escaped? I want him found. I want him alive and I want Travis Bridger dead." Said Zidian's voice.
"Consider it done."
Beatrice met Roy back at Travis's shack. "I couldn't find him anywhere." She reported.
"Neither could I." Said Roy.
"I'm worried, it's not like him to disappear when there's trouble." Said Beatrice.
"You don't think Gorgan-whatever got him, do you?" Roy asked anxiously.
"Hey, who're they?" Beatrice asked suddenly.
Two men in suits were standing outside Travis's small shack. "Roy Eberhardt and Beatrice Leep?" One of them asked.
"Yeah." Said Beatrice.
They opened the door for them. Inside was Travis and- the President of the United States? The two were sitting at the table, talking in undertones. Beatrice and Roy joined them at the table.
"Beatrice, Roy, this is John Kresc, he's a friend of mine." Said Travis.
Roy shook hands with Kresc. Roy shook hands with the President!
"We couldn't find him anywhere." Said Beatrice.
Travis sighed. "It's as I feared. Gorganzorg's taken him. John, we've got to, there's no other way." Travis said.
Kresc hesitated. "Alright, fine. But maybe you should explain to the kids about where Gorganzorg and his corporation is first." He said.
"Right. G Corporation isn't on planet Earth. In fact, it isn't even in this world. It's in a different dimension. A city called Earthopolis. It's a clone of our world only dead. Gorganzorg is the one to blame for that. Caused too much pollution. The atmosphere dissolved, the planet was engulfed in acid green clouds. The oceans dried up, all wildlife died, nature withered away. The entire planet is one huge, hi-tech city." Said Travis.
"But...it's impossible for anyone to live there then. No atmosphere." Said Roy who'd learned that topic a few days ago in science class.
"Smart boy. True, there was concern for the lives of Earthopolis's citizens when the atmosphere was on it's last legs. But Gorganzorg is a genius. He ordered the construction of the A.A.S.T.'s. Artificial Atmospheric Stabilization Towers. Massive towers. It took ten of them to reconstruct the entire atmosphere. And that's how Gorganzorg controls his citizens. He was the off switch for those towers in his office. He works from a building in a section of Earthopolis called the Central Expanse. If the towers go offline for any reason a shield goes up around the entire Central Expanse and protects Gorganzorg and his employees. He has the power to control an entire planet in the palm of his hand." Said Kresc.
"So...Mullet's in Earthopolis?" Beatrice asked.
"One would assume so. Gorganzorg's army is not human, they're cybernetic life forms, meaning he can't bring them here. And I know from experience that Gorganzorg never travels far without his personal guard. If he did come to get Mullet, he wouldn't have stayed long." Said Travis.
"So how're we getting there then?" Roy asked.
Travis and Kresc exchanged unsure looks. "That's what we've been debating. We have the technology for Inter-Dimensional travel but we're hesitant to use it." Said Kresc.
Beatrice stood up. "Why are you hesitating? Mullet's stuck in some far off world! He's your son! I say we bust into G Corporation HQ and get my stepbrother back. It's like Mullet always says 'we gotta start thinking like outlaws'." Said Beatrice.
Travis jumped up. "Spoken like my son's true stepsister!" He said.
Roy got up too and stood next to them. "That makes three of us." He said.
Kresc smiled and got up. "Four. Now come on, let's go show Gorganzorg just who he's messing with!"