Masterminds: A Waverly Place Fanfiction Story With Surprise Characters From Different Shows

Part 16:

Three days earlier, not long before the mental bang event...

Alex wondered in confusion, "what are we even talking…about?"

Justin realized, "oh, Alex! Don't tell me you…"

Alex glanced down at her untouched food in depressing confirmation.

Justin lashed out, "you are so in trouble this time! I wouldn't be too surprised if you were sent to boot camp after we clear all this up."

Alex's tears resurfaced in sorrow.

Justin tried to apologize, "Alex, I'm deeply… Hard sniffle! If only…communicated… Hard sniffle! Your mind…"

But... Alex retracted her hand in her current drowning state of mind.

She started pulling out her wand.

In growing sorrow of his own?

Max was getting teary eyed himself.

Max insisted desperately, "this is the only time I've gotten a secure future, and I'm not going to let either of you ruin it!"

They were about to start a furious wizard battle with their wands at the ready.

Unfortunately... An explosion sounded before they could.

The redder cyborg called out in a freaky deep voice, "get out!"

And... In a differing but just as mutated voice?

The other cyborg insisted, "while you still can."

The food court plunged into flames.

Smoke rose from the many food stalls.

The flames started to form a dome like wall of heat.

More explosions went off.

The workers dove for cover...including Jerry and Theresa Russo.

People ran and screamed for the nearest emergency exits across the lobby.

And... Again?

The Russo siblings were cloaked in isolation.

Alex couldn't take it anymore.

She ran for the way out.

A trail of tears were trailing behind her feet.

Justin called out in alarm and worry, "Alex! !"

Presently, a dream quarter of an hour after the prism run...

Justin's spirit awoke with a startle.

Warm sounding... A voice checked, "you all right?"

And... Standing by a jewel framed bed?

There stood the figure of Maddie Fitzpatrick.

Only... She looked quite different than Maddie.

She had sparkling ruby bracelets and bright silk wrapped around her spirit tighter than a bath towel.

Justin was lying down on the bed.

He was trying to adjust his eyes to his surroundings.

Justin nervously responded, "ye…yeah. But, who are you?"

The figure insisted, "you go first."

She inched closer towards the bed.

She smiled.

Justin revealed in a daze, "I'm…Justin. At least, I think I am."

Suddenly... The other figure's smile quickly faded.

She noticed something distorting in shock.

She deduced in worry, "your image… It is blurring!"

Justin moved an arm with difficulty towards his vision.

And... The distortions around his arms were grimly confirming the suspicion.

Justin was coughing hard.

The other figure looked worried.

Between some coughs... Justin suggested, "is…it…something in the air?"

The figurative princess tried to assure bitterly, "but… It just got fresher."

She pouted.

Then... Justin began having a coughing fit.

The princess tried to push down on his mind heart to get the thoughts running smoother.

She was teary eyed.

She called out in concern, "come on! Come on Justin! Don't dis...appear on me now."

That's when she felt an invisible body in the way.

The being attempted to absorb her fingers.

But... The princess kicked off of the creature.

At the same time... She was going, "ahh! ! Get away from him!"

The semi-transparent monster blob child cried in mental pain.

It was retreating from Justin's mentally drained and fluctuating spirit.

With the passing by whirlwind left from the blob child?

The princess whirled her hands around in reaction.

The princess was trying hard to find a support to even out the momentum.

She swung off of a second energy drainer.

And... The princess leaned her hands down on the igloo like floor.

She sighed with partial relief.

She got back up.

She dusted herself off fast.

Justin sighed with mixed relief.

His spirit form was no longer fluctuating.

He responded, "thank you, miss…"

Justin smiled. The princess smiled wide.

But... Their smiles quickly faded.

The second drainer spun a limb at the only window in the room:

Right where the princess used to be a dream second ago.

The princess inputted, "Ivana Tipton-Fitzpatrick. Brain? Get us out of here!"

The window smashed apart...giving into a spread of blinding light.

Justin and Princess Ivana Tipton-Fitzpatrick shut their eyes on impulse.

And... For the two of them?

Shrieks of the duo of evaporating invaders pierced any immediate sense of peace.

A wormhole took Ivana Tipton-Fitzpatrick and Justin out of range just in time...before both could be destroyed along with the mind disrupters.

And... On the other side of the colored glass window?

There was a second lookalike of Maddie.

But... She had much duller clothes made up of torn shreds that were barely cloaking her person.

There was a small metal room making up the lookalike's surroundings.

Pillars made up the walls. Only a locked door was the way out.

The door had exploded in response to the shaken window:

As if the two were actually merged as one item.

A cold voice called out, "evaporate this!"

It was Max.

Max thought a lightning bolt into existence...which was zapping through this room.

Apparently... His spirit still had the power of dream manipulation:

With or without being in his brain...as long as it was intact.

The mystery lookalike Maddie exclaimed in worry, "what's going on?!"

She reactively covered her eyes from the flash of lightning.

Max all too casually smiled.

Max tried to insist, "don't worry Marilyn. I'm the lifeguard."

The energy overloaded some nearby mind disrupters out of existence.

Marilyn muttered back under her breath, "more like needing supervision."

Max slightly glared at that.

Justin used the distraction to make a wormhole in time.

And... At the same time?

Max made his own wormhole...transporting a reluctant Marilyn with him.

Much more mind stalkers were beginning to chase after the four of them:

Like hunters on their trail.

The mind stalkers had their own self generating wormholes.

Corridors were forming and shrinking all at once around the mind avatars.

Wormholes intermixed with intersecting disruptions.

Max tried to blast another thought drainer away with a wind gust.

But... Nothing happened.

He exclaimed in frustration, "bunk!"

Marilyn concluded, "so... Only physical actions can happen between brains?"

And... Almost as though they were linked by a mindset group?

The four of them ran through corridor after corridor to try to slip past the nightmare cave in.

Fortunately... Since the wormhole paths were merely the path a traveler intends to take forward in mentality?

Intersecting paths sped up deterioration behind travelers and not in front of them:

Because travelers did not want to crash into each other.

Justin wondered in amazement, "h...how did you know we're in dreamscapes?!"

Marilyn solemnly sighed.

She was teary eyed.

She deduced, "too much time to myself of outweighing which possibility is the best fitting."

Ivana Tipton-Fitzpatrick urged in frustration, "yeah. Uh-huh. How about concentrating on the possibilities of getting us out of here alive?!"

She slightly glared.

Max deduced, "it already has been calculated."

And... From around the corner out of impulse?

Max punched an incoming drainer.

He knocked the surprised monster down into the deterioration of its own wormhole.

The drainer kept going past the spatial decay...launching itself by its own wormhole out of range.

The creature shrieked out of frustration.

It was struggling to get up and return to the spatial network.

And... In the same spatial network?

These thought absorbers seemed to be more clear, bigger, and yet still transparent bodies:

By enough adjoining disruptions to bend enough light upon them to give them an big outline.

The shapes were humanoid. But, no other features seemed to be noticeable.

Marilyn smiled in partial amusement.

She realized, "there is a plan to this?"

Suddenly... Ivana Tipton-Fitzpatrick frustratedly and exhaustedly sighed.

She was grabbing both edges of another intersection...kicking upward with heightened momentum.

And... A second drainer catapulted out of the disruption ceiling.

The drainer's distorted crash was distorting the intersection.

Ivana Tipton-Fitzpatrick complained, "I can't keep this up! I'm a heiress! !"

Max and Marilyn sighed in frustration at her.

Justin called out grimly, "this way! !"

He led Max and the two Maddie lookalikes in a leap.

They leaped across the deterioration in front of them...tumbling into another corridor.

Justin had harder trouble of getting up.

And... Marilyn had to help him up to get up quick enough.

All four kept running from the drainers nearly overtaking them.

They were turning into another corridor.

They were all taking deep breaths to catch their breaths.

Between deep breaths... Justin concluded, "must be…the small…overdose…of hormone…rations…going into…partial withdrawal."

The four of them look wide eyed in fear.

Mind stalkers seemed to surround them from everywhere...closing in for their finale.

Then... All gravity broke loose.

Countless wormholes struck the same intersection.

They were transforming the corridors into an anti-gravity bubble shaped chamber.

Justin nervously asked, "Ivana? Just...just try at least once more for me?"

Ivana Tipton-Fitzpatrick smiled at that.

Ivana Tipton-Fitzpatrick casually added, "okay."

Max smirked a little.

With a sudden advantage with anti-gravity?

Ivana Tipton-Fitzpatrick and Max hurled some of the mind stalkers against each other.

The mind stalkers shrieked some at that.

Their features were seeming much more normal in form due to intensely bent light.

Suddenly?

Many mind avatars were coming all around the drainers.

And... The drainers too were growing in numbers.