Level 1 Cutscene 5 - Martha?!

After the Prius shot it thirty times and rammed it three times, the killer car flipped upside down while flying in the air, and crash landed. The cloaked figure got out of the car, crawled on their knees and panted.

The trio got out of the Prius, with Brian seething and marching to the figure.

"The game's over, murderer," Brian addressed. "Now who are you and why did you kill me in this universe?!"

The figure got up and removed the cloak. Brian gasped, his anger changed to horror, as the person who killed him in this universe was revealed to be none other than...

"Martha?!"

"Yes, Brian," Martha, his former co-worker at the suicide hotline, replied. Blood was dripping from her mouth. "Or, should I call you, 'd0gbackwards' the Twitter pariah?"

"I don't go by that nickname anymore," Brian shrugged. "I'm 'wh1te_labrad0r' now. The name 'd0gbackwards' was a name that lived in infamy. But I don't understand. I met you in 2017. Why would you kill me four years earlier?"

"For revenge, that's why!" Martha shouted. "It was a living hell in the prison I was sent to after you planted the drugs on me!" She pointed at him menacingly on this. "My employer Bertram, who happens to be a ginger baby, bailed me out and sent me back in time so I could kill you, so I wouldn't want to go back to jail! And now it's payback time, you ungrateful son of a bitch!"

She pulled out a gun and aimed it at him. As she was about to pull the trigger, Brian flinched before a gunshot was heard. However, after opening his eyes a few seconds later, he saw no bullet wounds on his chest, and he was relieved. Martha, on the other hand, was not very lucky, as she saw a bullet wound on her chest, and blood was forming from it. She looked on then, horrified, as she saw who shot her.

"Why... Bertram?" she asked, voice breaking.

The baby in question held a gun in his fist.

"You have failed me for the second and last time, Martha," he replied. "And never call me 'ginger'."

He pulled the trigger again, and the bullet flew right to Martha's forehead, killing her instantly. The trio turned to him.

"I see you two brothers have finally met each other," Bertram addressed the two dogs. This information brought shock and surprise to them.

"Wait, we're brothers?!" Brian and Vinny said to each other.

"Yes," Bertram replied. "And I still have plans to take over the world." Holding his Multiverse remote, he taunted the trio, "Catch me if you can."

With another cackle, he pushed the button on his remote and teleported away.

"This doesn't look good, guys," Stewie feared. "We've stopped Bertram's army of himself before, but there's no telling what he's going to do once he achieves world domination. And now that I know that the two of you are brothers, I have a hunch that you two are going to help me on this new mission."

"Very well, Stewie," Vinny replied. "You have that remote this universe's Stewie gave you, so you lead the way."

"And I will be your guide on this mission," Death's voice said from inside the remote.

"Death?" Stewie said, surprised.

"Bertram stole my scythe," Death replied. "That's what he used to revive himself with. And I have a hunch that he's going to revive someone else that you've killed in the past, Stewie."

"Who?" Stewie asked. "Is it Dianne Simmons?"

"You'll see," Death replied. "Right now, I have the coordinates of where and when he's going to next. As you're not the only person whose modified their Multiverse remote to travel through time and space. I'll talk to the three of you later."

Static was then heard on the remote.

"You know what this means, don't you, Brian?" Stewie addressed.

"We're going back to the Multiverse... again?" Brian guessed.

"Yes," Stewie replied. "And we have an added member in our group."

"Okay," Vinny shrugged. "But just so you know, I still don't get all this scientific stuff."

"You will, Vinny," Brian replied. "You will."

And with that, Stewie pressed the button on his Multiverse remote and teleported away with Brian and Vinny, leaving a still-lifeless Martha behind. After quite some time, Joe Swanson took notice while passing by.

"Oh, crap," he gulped. "Another dead person report."

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