Chapter 1
The mobile city of Lungmen had just fought off a massive invasion from Reunion. The terrorists caused great harm all across the city, and even took over the H.Q of the police department. It took the combined efforts of Rhodes Island and the L.P.D to evict the Reunion out of Lungmen. While they celebrate their victory, a new terrible organization rises from the depths...
It was just another day at Lungmen. Stalls sold seafood so fresh that it might as well be raw, children played recklessly near the traffic clogged streets, and the desperate fmade makeshift homes on the sidewalk.
Meanwhile, two of the top members of the L.P.D, Ch'en and Hoshiguma, were taking a casual stroll threw the city. It was mostly the idea of Oni; Ch'en was raving to get revenge on the Reunion for capturing her H.Q, but Hoshiguma knew that her superior was over exerting herself. Reunion was also rather quiet after their eviction, so they didn't need to worry about any major attacks for the day.
Or so they thought.
"See Ch'en, you needed this break!" Hoshiguma spoke to her partner. "I really didn't expect you to go nuts over the kalmari though."
Ch'en responded with a muffled "no", and promptly stuffed more seafood. The Oni couldn't help but laugh at her appetite. It reminded her of that one Penguin Logistics sniper who couldn't stop talking about pies.
One of the children on the sidewalk got alittle to close to the edge. She begun to lose her balance, but Hoshiguma grabbed the kid just in time.
"That horn... Your Ms Hoshiguma!" The kid cheered as the Oni carried her away from the street.
"Your welcome, young lad! Just be more careful next time." She warned the child as she joined her friends.
Hoshiguma returned back to Ch'en, who had finished her food.
"I got to admit, taking time off is as bad as I thought..." Ch'en told her partner. "But I can't be the only one who is angsty about Reunion. They have been way too quiet since the attack."
"I agree, boss. You usually hear at least four different riots from the news by now." She scratched her chin in thought. "They could be up to something nasty. But we can save that for tommorrow. We have the entire day to ourselves; we shouldn't waste this opportunity!"
Suddenly, a horrible gurgling sound came from one of the street's drainage grates. A putrid smell, even worse than usual, fills the area with an auora of rot. Everyone goes silent.
"Everyone, stay put!" Ch'en almost instantly switched into her work gear. "The Lungmen Police Department will get things in order!"
"Geeze, nothing even happened yet..." Hoshiguma whispered under her breath.
"Hoshiguma."
"Okay, okay! I'm serious now!" She quickly replied.
The two walked closer to the grate, with what seemed to be the whole world watching them. Dark green slime began to ooze out from the grates, causing the two the recoil from the pungent smell.
"Could this be a bioweapon made by that psychotic Reunion medic?" Hoshiguma questioned while holding her nose shut.
"This isn't his style. It usually involves more dead bodies."
"Well, this sure smells like Death to me."
"Our reports say that Reunion doesn't have the capabilities to build any bioweapons. Just what in the hell is happening to my city?"
Ch'en quickly got her answer. A humanoid figure crawled out from the grate, armed with a frying pan out of all weapons. It was definitely not Reunion, there was too many different trends. Instead of a white mask, it wore a deep black ski mask with a red mohawk popping out. The frying pan had an emblem with salmon on it, instead of the stylised Reunion X. The mask had large holes cut for the creature's sickly yellow eyes and crooked mouth. Its body was pale white, and the only thing it was wearing was green rubber used as a crude bra.
The most particular thing about the creature was that her lower half was a red salmon tail. It was covered with the same material as her "clothing", but it was worn as overalls. It didn't reassemble any other known species on Terra, and the animal traits mixed in, which where usually just horns or cat ears, where one a much more grotesque scale.
"Hoshiguma..." Ch'en was in total shock. "What in the hell did Reunion create!?"
"Why should I know?" The Oni shouted back. "Why would Reunion just slap people on salmon?"
The thing slithered up to the policewomen with surprising speed. Ch'en quickly drew her blade to keep the monster at bay.
"You are under arrest for the destruction of Lungmen propriety, fiend!" The dragon lady threatened the creature.
It just laughed in response. "Ohhhhh... I'm sooooo scared..." It's voice was raspey, and just oozed with repulsiveness. "You think you have power in our new breeding grounds, home skillets?"
The gutters erupted a stream of ink as if they were geysers. Lungmen citizens begun to panic, some even exiting there vehicles just to escape.
"Madam Ch'en! Madam Ch'en!" Swire called from the dragon's radio. "Combatants are pouring out from the sewers! We don't know if they are Reunion or not, but they're causing a crap load of damage and kidnapping civilians!"
"Call Rhodes Island! We need all the help we can get!" Ch'en ordered urgently.
"On it, Madam! Over and Out!"
The creature started to laugh even more, heaving out the slime that covered her tail.
"Heh heh heh heh... Your friends won't be enough..."
"Shut it, fiend! Do you know that I alone can smash your skull in?" Hoshiguma threatened the creature.
"There are millions waiting to replace me!" It spat back. "Once we Salmonoids start rocking out, the party never ends!"
The gutters nearby starting pouring out many more of the salmon monsters, each in different sizes and shaped. Most concerning, they brought heavy duty machines with them.
"Shit! They have armor!" Ch'en swore
"Oh dear, they have artillery, boss!" Hoshi pointed to one of the machines, which was two recycling bins connected to a flying cockpit. The bins opened up, and green, slim objects lined the inside of the bins.
Missles.
"Let the Salmon Run begin!" The Salmonoid gave a war cry. "Fry these fools to death!"
Meanwhile at the Reunion occupied city of Chernobog, Talulah organized her leadership to a very, very important meeting. W and Crownslayer were already at the scene, while Patriot told her in advance that he would be running late along with his daughter. But there were two leaders that she knew where coming late...
"Mephisto and Faust." She spoke in a disappointed tone. "You can't be bothered to show up on time, huh?"
"Well, dear leader, I know you..." Faust shot Mephisto a stern glance.
"Not now." He whispered in a shrill voice.
"... I know you try each and everyday to bring equality to Terra! Bravo!" He complimented.
Talulah sighed, then moved on with her conversation. "Leaders of my Reunion movement, I have finally uncovered the superweapon hidden in Chernobog. First, we start with Urus Empire, to hoist those bastards by their own creation. Next, we destroy the hypocritical nation of Lungmen. With the two big players out of our way, freedom for all infected will be achieved!"
Talluah raised the dusty coffin she brought to the meeting to the sky (With a surprising amount for such a thin body), as if it were the savior of the world. The thing she found? A telephone.
It was not even one of the origium phones that were such a buzz with adolescents. It was far more old fashioned, with a hand crank, metallic bells, and a cone phone.
"WHAT UP, HOMIES!" It screeched in a hip voice. "Oops, sorry. You punks aren't those dimwitted Inklings. [DISABLING TEMPORARY SPEECH MODE] I'm Commander Tartar, a highly advanced a.i built 12,000 years ago."
"Kaltst screwed my company over for a damn phone?" Crownslayer muttered as she shook her head. "What makes him so special?"
"Observe, Ms Fox!" The phone exclaimed, shooting a glob of blue ink at Tallulah's head.
The slime started to encroach on her entire. However, Tallulah started to scream in terror, and dropped Tartar to the ground.
The rest of Reunion drew their weapons. While most weren't truely loyal to Tallulah, Tartar's betrayal wasn't something that could go unnoticed.
"Fools... FOOOOLS!" It shrieked like an insane Sarkaz, playing some creepy carnival music on the side. "Agent 8 wasn't nearly as stupid as you hideous abominations!"
"Abominations? That's a new one for us infected." W replied as nonchalantly as over.
"Oh, how much you... How many [INSULT_NOT_FOUND] names do you even go by? Sarkaz? Cactus? Ursus? Aslan? BAH! You're all the same in the end!" The phone jerked wildly, as if it were possessed. "I am a foreigner in your sad, sad parody of the great planet Earth. My prime directive was to pass on the knowledge of its dominate species, humanity, to the next worthy lifeform. When a terrible flood wiped them out, I moved on to the new rulers of Earth, the inkljngs and octarians. But I was DISGUSTED by their behavior, waging wars over minor genetic differences and a truely nonsensical need to stay trendy. It was an INSULT to the legacy of mankind, an INSULT to my professor. So, I created a new prime directive, wipe out Earth and start anew!"
"You destroyed your own world?" Crownslayer responded with a hint of respect. "Damn, you put Mephisto to shame. You would fit right in with us, but you choose to make an enemy of Reunion."
"Quiet, abomination!" Tartar creeked in response. "When I got defeated by Agent 8, I awoke the world of Terra. I was almost immediately locked up in a lab, under relentless research from this world's scientists in an attempt to unlock my secrets. Thankfully, a young version of one of those bear folk snuck me outside, where I got plenty of time to analyze this world. And guess what. YOU DISGUST ME MORE THAN THOSE [ERROR] INKLINGS! Instead of getting into battles over who has the best clothes, you exploit, kill, and discriminate each other over a petty cancer!"
"But why must you butt heads with us?" Mephisto questioned in a concerned tone. "You basically have the same ideals as Reunion."
"Don't compare me to you idiotic animal trash!" The phone retorted. "That company that calls itself Rhodes Island pretends to help, while licking the boots of the people causing the decline of your race at the same time. Reunion, on the other hand, has potential that I admire. There was just on small change I needed to do..."
The crud that Tartar spit on Talulah had finished its work. Her gothic clothes and hair were now a light shade of blue, the same color of the slime Tartar spit. Her eyes also switched to that very same color, but looked more washed out as if she was turned into a zombie.
"I've had plenty of time to exaime your Reunion Movement. It has all the right ingredients, but you indecisive, bumbling, divided fools are dragging down your own organization, over your own petty desires. So, I'm hijacking your leadership so I can blend your Reunion into a real movement! Try to resist, you mutants! My supreme DNA, harvested from my brightest test subjects, will already transform you into my ideal beings. Those Ursus fools thought that they could use me to brainwash the Infected into cheap labor and soldiers... Well, I'm basically doing the same to you guys, hmm?"
Tartar shot a glob of his dna at Crownslayer's face, causing her to writhe in pain.
"Gah! Get this shit off me! Anybody!" She desperately called out for help.
"Nice knowing you, Crownslayer." W dropped a smoke bomb, escaping under the cover.
The assassin screamed in anger, trying to rip the sludge off. Faust tried to assist Crownslayer, but her was quickly grabbed by his brother.
"Faust, I won't let that phone get you. Please don't go!"
"We will be the only leaders left if we let her get brainwashed. Do you really think we can lead Reunion by ourselves?"
"FAUST DON'T GO!"
"There won't be a future left for the Infected if that phone completes its assimilation!"
"I DON'T WANT TO LOOSE YOU!"
Faust knew that there wasn't any reasoning with his delusional brother anymore. He took aim for Tartar, and shot him right between his eyes."
"GRAaAaAaAaAaAAAaAAH!" That definitely wasn't the phone's usually voice as it crashed to the ground. It sounded like horrific screaming, as if someone was being blended alive...
"D-Did you get him, Faust?" Mephisto whimpered. Faust didn't respond, watching the phone closely. He heard a soft, gurgling sound coming from Tartar...
Faust shoved Mephisto out of the way of Tartar's sludge. The thick, sticky substance knocked him down and quickly over took his body.
"N-No... I'm sorry, Faust..." Were Mephistos last words before he got silenced by Tartar.
The phone would've smiled if his professor gave him lips. "Kamabo Corp is back in action! Look out, Terra. Your true savior has just arrived!"
Meanwhile, from a safe distance, two icy figures observed the entire disaster.
"It seems that the Reunion Movement has officially ended." A Sarkaz in outrageously thick atmor sighed. "Whatever good intentions that were buried under Talulah's madness are gone, overwritten by that antique's reign. Who knows if he will come up with something worse than NILS."
"There is only one last sustainable option for my brothers and sisters." The white rabbit spoke in a pained voice. "Grizzco."
Welp, It's been quite awhile since I last updated. Don't worry, COVID-19 hasn't really gotten in the way of my stories, there has been too much awesome games coming out recently. Including, Arknights, with its vast amount of interested characters, got me brainstorming many ideas for this story. Don't think that I abandoned by GFL crossover, it's just that this story ate up alot of my time. For now, stay safe everyone. Still praying the Summer heat will purge the Coronavirus...