NOTES: This chapter will contain swearing and violence. Pretty much standard really.

Chapter 9

Carol's body then lifelessly limped on the wooden floor.

KO: Mom…? Ugh…

Just the, KO went into a deep sleep, going limp in Fink's arms.

FINK: KO?! KO?! NO, NO! THIS ISN'T HAPPENING! THIS ISN'T HAPPENING! NOT AGAIN!

Cosma wasn't that surprised that Fink was crying for her loved ones. A fierce woman who accepted the green rat into her son's love life…and of course, KO…who the green villain loved with every inch of her body. Limp in her arms…this has happened on so many occasions and yet…this felt like the last time that Fink would feel his warm body. She cried into her boyfriend's chest. Cosma watched on curiosity.

COSMA: I'm surprised a villain like you would ever go out with a pathetic hero, like him!

FINK: (Looks up at Cosma, tears down her cheek) You don't know anything! You don't know what KO meant to me. He loved me…he would-

COSMA: (Interrupts) Die for you.

FINK: (Sobs) Yes….

COSMA: I can see that. (Shakes her head) But what does he get out of this scarifies? Nothing. Just look at him. A painful death. What a loser.

FINK: Shut up! SHUT UP!

COSMA: His life lead up to this. What a waste. Imagine what his life would be like if he had never met you. Imagine his life without a spoilt little brat villain.

FINK: SHUT UP!

Fink clenched her fist and it quickly glowed….she span and shot a purple fireball towards Cosma, who simple rebounded it with her arm…not causing any harm and hardly flinched in panic. Fink was too overwhelmed and exhausted to do anything else as she fell to her knees. Cosma just smirked…and just looked at Fink as a common rat and nothing else. There was nothing special about this rat.

COSMA: Even with nothing to lose you are pathetic. A word I will keep using until I kill you. Pathetic.

FINK: I have got something to lose…I have a child.

COSMA: A child, eh? With this…human? My God, it must be an abomination…

FINK: Fuck you, Cosma. He's beautiful. He's beautiful because…(Sobs)…m-me and KO created him through love. Love gave him life. And then there's you…you ugly snouted cunt!

COSMA: And that, my pathetic friend, is why your child is going to die, right after you!

Fink instantly regretted that "cunt" remark, as Cosma, pulled out her cube, clicked it and it transformed into a rifle. She clocked it back and pointed it at Fink. Hand on the trigger, ready.

COSMA: You don't deserve any last words!

VOICE: WAIT!

Cosma and Fink were both startled by this. They both, of course, completely forgot that they weren't the only ones in the dojo. They looked over to where the voice was. It was Boxman and he was holding a flask, with purple liquid in it. Shannon and Darrell were hidden behind him.

BOXMAN: Cosma! Put the gun down!

COSMA: Hmm. Does it matter if I don't put the gun down?

BOXMAN: Yes. It will! I've made it. I've made the formula that can give us a second chance of life. A Shadowy of ourselves. It's right here, in my hand! And if you don't lower your gun, I'll drop it…and let the liquid soak into the wooden flooring.

COSMA: You wouldn't dare!

BOXMAN: I would. The paperwork for the formula has been destroyed…and it's now up here (Taps his head). I'm now the only one who knows how to make it…and yet, I have the real deal right here in my hand. So, lower your gun!

COSMA: Are you negotiating me? I am impressed…normally you couldn't negotiate out of a paper bag.

BOXMAN: I have my ways.

COSMA: Give it to me!

BOXMAN: That's not how it works!

COSMA: Oh yes, it does! If you don't give that flask to me, I'll shoot this little rat's head off!

BOXMAN: But…b-but, w-wait a minute-

COSMA: Never negotiate with anyone who has a gun, you stupid fool! (Points the gun back at Fink) Now give me the flask!

CHILD'S VOICE: MOMMY!

Fink was taken back at the sound of her name. The baby jumped out of Darrell's grasp and ran on all fours towards his mother. The baby leapt into Fink's arms and hug an embrace. Fink was gobsmack on how quick the child had grown…the growth spurt certainly kicked in, especially as the child can talk. Tyi looked like a baby, white Fink.

TYI: Why are they hurting you? Why are they hurting daddy…?

Fink was speechless…she wasn't prepared for answering awkward questions, especially the situation they were in. Fink tried to keep cool and calm. Cosma just rolled her eyes.

FINK: D-Daddy's…sleeping at the moment…

TYI: (Looks down at KO) No, he's not. He's hurt! He's dying.

FINK: I…I promise he'll wake up…

Suddenly Tyi's eyes started to glow purple…Fink noticed this straight away. Just then, the same was happening with her…she looked down at KO, who was lifeless…and yet, something was changing. Cosma and Boxman tried not to get distracted and focused on the flask that Boxman was holding…not looking at Fink and Tyi.

COSMA: I'll say this for the last time…give me THE FLASK!

BOXMAN: Okay, okay!

Boxman reluctantly stepped forward…and then a few more steps closer to Cosma. The weight of the gun was nothing to her, as she kept her finger teasing the trigger and stuck out her other free hand to retrieve the flask. Boxman started to shake…even more so when he saw Carol's lifeless body on the floor…the others were still knocked out cold. Cosma then noticed a drop of sweat flow down Boxman's face. She then removed her free hand.

COSMA: So…that stuff your holding? Is this the exact same formula that gave Venomous his power and…alter ego, the second chance of life?

BOXMAN: Oh, yes, ma'am.

COSMA: Hmph. Really…?

BOXMAN: Yes, it sure is…

COSMA: Have you tried it yet?

BOXMAN: Oh…w-well, not yet, but-

COSMA: And why not…?

BOXMAN: Oh, I'm just…stuff like this makes me gassy, you know…?

COSMA: Oh. But how do you know if you haven't tried it yet? This is, after all, the power for a second life. I'm surprised you didn't take up the opportunity and drink it all to yourself.

BOXMAN: Oh…uh, w-well…

COSMA: I mean, there's enough there for both of us, isn't there. So, why don't you take the first sip?

BOXMAN: The first…s-sip…?

COSMA: Yes. I insist.

BOXMAN: W-Why…don't you have s-some first…?

COSMA: What's the matter, Boxman?

BOXMAN: N-Nothing, I just-

COSMA: Then…drink it!

BOXMAN: But…

COSMA: Drink it, Boxman!

BOXMAN: No. N-No…I'm not…thirsty…

COSMA: (Angry) Drink. It. Boxman!

BOXMAN: W-Why d-don't you go f-f-first…? As they s-say, ladies first!

COSMA: DRINK IT!

Boxman yelped. Cosma eyes stared into his. Boxman started to shake as he looked at the bubbly drink…he started to whimper as he bought the flask closer to his mouth. He frightingly gulped…as he could smell the vile bile. He tipped the glass, as a droplet was about to touch his lips.

SHANNON/DARRELL: DADDY! NO!

Boxman stopped, almost gasping in relief.

COSMA: I knew it! It's not the formula, is it? This is fake!

Cosma snatched the flask out of Boxman's weaken hand and took a sniff. Her face scrounged up as she took a whiff. It smelt like rotten vegetables with a hint of flammable alcohol of some sort. She gritted her teeth as she breathed fire over the flasks rim and it caught fire, making a blue flame dance on the top. Cosma then chucked the flask onto the floor and it exploded, making dark burns around the impact of the smash. She slowly turned her angry expression towards Boxman…who just nervously smiled back.

COSMA: If I was to drink that…knowing my breath can cause flames, I would've combusted…wouldn't I?

BOXMAN: Oh…it w-wasn't supposed to do that…?

COSMA: Do you really take me as a fool, Boxman? God, I should've had you killed years ago!

Fink, Tyi and KO were now glowing faintly…but somewhat unnoticeable by the others.

COSMA: It means, you still have the formula on you, Boxman. (Laughs) Which means, I don't need this rat!

Cosma then shoots Fink in the head. Boxman screams in horror, as does Tyi.

TYI: Mommy!?

Fink's head was pushed back by the bullet…and then she falls back. Tyi tries to hold his mother up but he's too small and she was heavy. Cosma then went to attack Boxman…but the two faithful robots intervened. Shannon produced her buzz saws from each hand…and Darrell, tried to produce a canon from his chest, but as he steps forward, getting in the way of Boxman and Cosma…the orange dragon grabs his dome, though already smashed, Cosma makes it worse….and pulls the brain out, as it wetly snaps from his body…his one eye makes a few static screens, before falling to the ground and out of commission. Shannon screams for her brother…and while she does spin and nick Cosma on the face with her spinning blades, it wasn't enough to be fatal, as Cosma grabs one of Shannon's arms, and forcibly pushes the spinning buzz saw into Shannon's head…Shannon's screams where short lived…as sparks flew out of her head and her eyes disappeared, as she was terminated. Cosma then kicked the orange robot, pushing her away and slamming into the wall…lifeless. Boxman tried to run away. But Cosma was faster. Tyi stayed with his dead mother…shaking them, tears flooding his face. He turned angrily at Cosma.

Cosma backed Boxman into the corner. Boxman whimpered.

COSMA: The formula is on your person, isn't it?

BOXMAN: I…

COSMA: It doesn't matter. I'll find it one way or another. As you can see…I can't be stopped.

Without hesitation…Cosma produced claws from her free hand and stabbed them with great strength and force through Boxman's chest…ripping the flesh like butter and breaking part of the rib cage like twigs. Cosma could feel his warmth inners, as he gagged…but she reached something that was beating at an extreme rate.

COSMA: I have your heart in my hand now, Boxman. (Boxman gags and coughs up some blood) Can you feel my hand, Boxman? I can only imagine the pain you're in right now. But…you did lie to me and you almost deceived me. You will now know only pain…as I rip your heart out!

Boxman knew his time was up…so he used the last of his strength and weakened breathe, to have his last say.

BOXMAN: (Coughs through blood) There's…s-something you…s-should know…

COSMA: Oh…and what's that?

BOXMAN: I…m-made the formula, the r-re-real one…b-but…I…g-gave it to…s-someone…to pass…pass on.

COSMA: Who? WHO?

BOXMAN: (Struggles) To…t-to…the…bonds of…g-good and e-ev-evil…!

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End of Chapter.

NOTES: For those wondering why Tyi can speak. Well, he has a growth spurt as he's half rat and Human. Yeah, it doesn't make sense but hey, that's life in a nutshell. One more chapter to go. Yeah, it's a shorter story. Sorry.

Thanks for the repeated reviews Zoryan.