Well folks, here's chapter 4, fate of the Giant Breadbug. You wouldn't expect much from the Giant Breadbug so I decided to make it more interesting. I don't know. it's 7 pages over here, so…

Chapter 4: Fate of the Breadbug

So… has anyone seen Beady?

Don't tell me he…

The world doesn't feel safe anymore. Many animals are dying around the world and no one wishes to do anything about it. My neighbor, the Beady Long Legs, met his fate yesterday. I haven't seen him or the other bugs that much, and now they're gone. I missed the days were we would play hide-n-seek after a two hour plead, though they always managed to win. But they're all gone, all but a few animals. The Toady Bloyster may have an idea of what happened, but I can't bring myself to talk to him; he and I don't get along very well. Still, though, it's my only lead as to who killed them off, since I am curious as to who did him in. If there's any shred of dignity in me, I'll have to swallow it and ask the Bloyster himself. I just hope he doesn't make fun of me though.

I walked on over to the giant pool of water that housed the Toady Bloyster and his neighbors. Minding his business, he waded around the water preying on anything edible. I reminded myself I just had to know what happened yesterday and I knew he'd be the only one with an idea. He could already tell I was there.

"Yo fat stuff, what brings ya here?" he said.

I ignored his words and wanted to leave, but curiosity got the best of me as I asked him.

"Listen, I know we don't get along well, but can you at least save me the trouble and tell me what happened?"

"Hmm, you were probably back in your hole devouring something bigger than you, correct?"

"Please…the other Breadbugs helped me."

"I'm sure they did. Anyway, all in all in curiosity, I guess someone even like you deserves to know."

I listened in to the words that came out of his mouth…hole…sucker thing.

"The pikmin are rebelling," were the only words that left his clam mouth as I stood there.

I have heard that the pikmin had achieved their takeover sometime before, having successfully killed off the King Bulblax and all. What bothers me is, why would they start again? After a time, their numbers went down after the mass predation movement. Pretty soon, they were down to 15 pikmin in a matter of days. Some unknown force made them the unstoppable killers we feared days ago, but when their numbers dropped why didn't they fight back? Was there one pikmin who commanded them to fight back? Was that one pikmin assassinated by a revenge seeking enemy? Has another pikmin taken his place?

"So, Beady and the others…they're all…?" I said.

"Yes, the pikmin killed them. They harvested their bodies for scrap nutrition and now are coming for the rest of the battalion," the Bloyster said.

So it was the pikmin who killed off Beady. They probably killed off the Wollywogs and the Bulbears that hung around near the Citadel. They were innocent victims, but they did fight back. They must've been outnumbered. Soon, word of this will spread throughout the land. But there're way more of us then there are of them. Just then, something hit me: what if we outnumber them?

"Hey, what if we fight back? We could gather our forces and bring them together to take down the pikmin," I asked.

"As if anyone would agree to that, Bread butt. Not many predators are willing to fight for something as measly as pikmin. All that matters is food, shelter and population," he bluntly said.

"Well, Bloyster, isn't it the pikmin who are harvesting us as food? And isn't it them who are taking away our shelter? Wouldn't that affect our population?"

"To stop the pikmin once and for all would be impossible. To stop them completely, they must be extinct. And that is an act against the law," the Bloyster said sternly.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. No one cared who would be the next meal for these monstrous creatures. Once, they were at the bottom of the food chain. Scraps for anyone who'd even bother wasting their time on these little appetizers. But the tables are turning; it is the pikmin who are dominating us. But still, I somewhat refuse to think that pikmin would bother with anyone who isn't in their way. It's not as if I have something of value to them. Honestly, it seems like they're looking for nutrition and treasures.

"They're simply fighting back because they're numbers went dangerously low…" I said.

Just then, another thought hit me.

"But why would they bother with the Underground Warlords?" I asked.

"Hmm, that is a good point. If the pikmin wanted to repopulate, why would they bother with the Underground Warlords?" the Bloyster confirmed, "They're onions don't follow them into the hole, and there's no way they'd be able to haul something as big as an Empress Bulblax."

"So, what do we do?" I asked.

"I really hate to say this, but it seems as if you've provided valuable information. I'd better report this to the Land Council," he said.

I found myself shuttering at the name of the unspoken words. Land Council. Was there really any need to be involved in this? Either way, I didn't want to be involved in anything with the Land Council. If the information I provided was indeed valuable, I may be presented something special. But if the information I have was instead inconclusive…

"T-Toady, i-is there really any need to speak of this to the L-L-Land C-Council?" I stuttered.

"The pikmin are considerably a threat to the Land Council, since all 5 of them are predatory to the pikmin themselves. Either way, the pikmin have messed with two of them already," he said.

"Already? How?"

"They killed the Empress and Beady. You know how much Raging is protective of his little brother. And killing the empress is considered an offense to the Bulborb tribe. I think they're a much more threat than we see them."

"Hasn't this been reported to the Council yet?" I asked.

"No. I was entrusted this, but I haven't done so lately. The Antennae Beetle has yet to arrive."

I knew now why the Toady didn't like me so much. He was of such high priority that he didn't want me to get in the way. But I ignored this and discovered that I've become ignorant and wasted his time by chatting with him for subjects of stupid things. My talks could've affected any objectives he had to do! I hope the Council doesn't know of me…

"You'll make them mad by simply prolonging the information," I pointed out.

"As if it was my fault. But there's no reason for you to be getting involved in this. Until now."

"Wait, you're not gonna tell them I told you this, will you?" I hesitantly asked.

"If you'd be kind enough to crawl back into your hole, then do so now!" he ordered.

Obediently, I walked back to my respective hole, refusing to do so may have angered him. I really didn't want to be a part of the conversation that would take place between him and the messenger Antennae Beetle. I would know too much. Still, however, if I were to have provided the right information instead of a leading one, I probably wouldn't get as much of anything. But then again, I may anger them by bringing them useless information, but how is that possible?

Still, though, I do know one thing. I have practically nothing that the pikmin want, so I'm safe, at least. All I can do now is go back into my hole and search for scraps of food. I was getting hungry anyways, and the sun's almost up. The pikmin probably won't find me in a cleverly hidden hole. Although the big blitzing gates near it is a big giveaway…

There's food everywhere!

Those Breadbugs were really greedy.

All those bugs back there didn't help either.

This place is full of Anode Beetles!

Isn't it funny when a Breadbug carries a bug we killed?

What's so funny about that?

Hey! Look over there!

That one is definitely bigger…

I didn't realize how tired I was after scavenging for food all night yesterday. The other Breadbugs were tired too. I took a nap in resolve to the exhaustion, but the other Breadbugs had woken up before me. Although we had gathered a unique assortment of food, for some reason, I ate this white soft material before the other delicacies. I really didn't know what I was thinking, honestly. I thought the stuff looked promising. Anyway, I was glad to see that the other Breadbugs have yet to devour the food condiments before us, but my real concern was the sudden grouping of Anode Beetles before us. I knew they wouldn't be interested in our kind of food, so why did they choose to gather at this spot? Was it because of the electric generator's that stood in our field? Or was it…

I shuddered at the colorful creatures that stood to the right of me. Right there, under a red floating triangle, were the dreaded attackers of our civilization. Red, the armor of fire, Yellow, the voice of electricity, Blue, the walker of water, White….

'Wait, I don't remember two extra colors in the assortment,' I thought.

There were two more colors added to the group. One of them was white, which was a smaller one and had bug-eyed red eyes. The other color was purple, pretty fat for a pikmin but it looked stocky for a pikmin. I couldn't tell from this distance, but there seemed to be hair on the pikmin. Still, there count was abnormal. I estimated about 95 pikmin with them, since if it were 100, it would be bigger. Anyone can tell.

I reminded myself that I had nothing that the pikmin wanted. All I had to do was mind my own business. And my business was food. However, the Anode Beetles I walked past seemed to eye me weirdly. As if I was in there way. They caused sparks to flow from their abdomens that seemed to be aimed directly at me, but I didn't feel the sting of electricity or anything. I knew something was wrong, but where are the pikmin in all of this?

Off to the side, I heard a cry. I looked to my left to see pikmin swarming in one area while two weird looking ones watched. When the creature gave off a deathly gasp, I hoped it wasn't one of the Breadbugs that lived here. Thankfully, the sound of dying static was heard as the pikmin moved out of the way so that I could see that it was an Anode Beetle. The Anode Beetles beside me seemed to flinch at the death of their brethren while the other Breadbugs only saw a hearty meal. Of course it didn't matter to me, but seeing the fearful power of the pikmin in clusters…

…The poor thing suffered in only a second.

Was this the power of the pikmin in numbers? Either way, it's not as if swarming would work on a Breadbug. We are, how should I say this, a hefty bunch. Only-

This time I heard a familiar grunting noise to my left. I turned to see a Breadbug aching to haul its meal to its hole, but the pikmin were refusing him to do so. The pikmin had obviously overpowered him in numbers as they easily made their way to under the red triangle and-

My heart skipped a beat as the Breadbug was lifted along with the Anode Beetle carcass. He wasn't sucked in with the body but only crashed onto the floor with a painful shriek. It definitely looked painfully, but the Breadbug managed to stand up again. I feared that the Breadbug would've been sucked up along with the carcass, or a much worse fate. Our skeletal structure isn't as strong as a Hermit Crawmad, but our fat could protect us well. It's just that hitting us where it hurts is the key to defeating a Breadbug, and toppling a Breadbug isn't that easy.

To be honest, I knew he was a bit stubborn when it counts. But trying to overpower a mass number of pikmin…

…that's how the Empress died…

…that's how Beady died…

Was there any point in trying to challenge the pikmin in the first place?

I heard more grunting to my side and saw that the same Breadbug was trying to pry a dead Anode Beetle from the grips of numerous pikmin. They were already close to the floating red object, and the Breadbug was losing the tug-o-war. If only the idiot would just let go of the food…

He floated upwards to the top of the red object. His cranium collided with the object's red surface. He pounded onto the ground with a painful shriek. And after that, he lied still…

No…

They…they…killed him…

'They harvested their bodies for scrap nutrition and now are coming for the rest of the battalion'

I remembered those words the Bloyster told me. It doesn't matter who isn't in their way. They're going to kill us all and no ones gonna do anything about it! I can't do anything to fight back against the pikmin, but I won't let my subordinate succumb to an even worse fate.

I hurried and grabbed the carcass of my fellow Breadbug, dragging it away into my hole, where it will be disposed of the Breadbug way. The pikmin, however, had different plans. They surrounded the carcass and dragged it back to the floating pyramid. I tried my best to 'out-drag' them, but their strength overpowered me as I slowly floated up to the red objects way. The carcass disappeared from my mouth as I fell to the floor.

THUD!

Tremendous pain spreaded throughout my body as my innards suffered from the collision of the ground. My stomach ached, my intestines were in pain, had the landing have been more painful I probably would've been bleeding. I refrained myself from choking out of fear it might've been blood as I tried to walk. My walking pattern was slightly disoriented, but I could still lift and drag. My breathing was still normal, a bit shallow, and I could still see with no problem, it's the fact that I could've died. Maybe I grabbed something they wanted, I mean, even if it was my family, I shouldn't try and stop the pikmin from harvesting their corpses right? Well, at least I should prevent them.

I looked over to see another Anode Beetle perish by the pikmin. The pikmin walked away from the carcass as if it wasn't of any use to them. Thinking, I thought I should try and regain my strength so I grabbed the beetle and headed back to my own hole. Along the way, one white pikmin attempted to drag the beetle away from me but I easily outmatched it in strength. The pull of the white pikmin felt nothing more then a petal on the shell of a Cloaking Burrow-nit in mid-hunt. I noticed that the electronic generators were off as I dragged on further to my hole. When I got near to my hole, the entire pikmin squad ran over to me. I was scared for a moment but a loud whistle from one of the pikmin recalled the white one before I dragged it into my hole.

It was a while before I resurfaced, seeing that most of the place had been cleared off of electricity, Anode Beetles, and Breadbugs. There was only one left, not counting myself, and I pitied myself for having to take so long for a snack. I turned to my right to see a large white puddle of a solid concoction with a mysterious yet seemingly nutritious yellow center. The entire thing looked delicious and I got hungry just by looking at it. I told myself it was too dangerous too eat outside so I decided to drag it into my hole and eat it there. I grabbed the white delicacy and began to walk backwards.

I noticed that this tasty meal was where my other Breadbug family member had buried his hole. I didn't think he'd just-

Before me, an assortment of red, purple, white, blue and yellow had grabbed the meal in front of me and began pulling in the opposite direction.

I realized what was happening by the time we left the large circular disc I housed on that these pikmin were dragging this thing and were gonna take me with it. I didn't know why pikmin would be interested in something as grotesque as this, but the fact that my life was at stake told me to let go of the delicious platter. But my mouth wouldn't listen and instead clamped harder, my legs pulling backwards. It was as if my body refused to listen to common sense. Pretty soon, it told me that I can out these pesky runts, and I listened. I began to pull with all my energy, hoping to drag it back to my hole for me to eat. But I was losing and I was still clinging on to the large white treat.

I guess this is why you can be too stubborn for your own-

The awkward laser sound of telepathic lifting was heard, followed by a hollow poof.

THUD!

…oh god! My insides… my…cough…stomach! This…can't be!

The force of the blow from me colliding with the ground caused me to spat out the white object I had ingested earlier. The crash did more than make me regurgitate, my insides had jolted for the last time. My breathing had stopped since my lungs felt out of place, my stomach was burning since it felt like it was pierced, and my entire skeletal system was broken.

I felt my conscious fade away as my physical from was deprived of motion. My eyes go blind as my large body was lifted by the bringers of my death. I died at their hands, and I disappeared at their hands.

All I wanted was food and shelter and life and they took it away from me. I thought I was safe from their hands since I had nothing of importance to them but apparently not. All those who stand in their way are doomed from the start, and I learned the hard way. Would my information help those before they meet their fate? Or would they just die an inevitable death?

If only my words were heard by the Land Council…

If only I hadn't died in their name for this cost…

To die in their name is dying inevitably.

GASP! Plot! Well folks, I honestly didn't see that coming. So to all readers, I hope you don't hate me as much as I hate Gatling Groinks.

Anyway, as you would all know it's after this point in the game where you can go to any hole after. So, I'm letting you decide who should be the next victim- er boss. It's either:

A.) Emperor Bulblax

B.) Man-at-Legs

C.) Pileated Snagret

D.) Waterwraith

R&R!