Jubileena walks up to me.
Jubileena: Hey Rep, can I use your closet?
D's Rep.: I don't think that's a good idea.
Jubileena: Why not?
D's Rep.: You don't wanna know.
Jubileena: I'm pretty sure that's not tru-Wait, why is there blood flowing from under the door?
D's Rep.: Looks can be deceiving, young one.
Jubileena: D…what is it?
D's Rep.: Can I convince you that it's V8?
Jubileena: No.
D's Rep.: Tomato juice?
Jubileena: No.
D's Rep.: One of my mutation formulas?
Jubileena sighs.
Jubileena: D, what the heck is it?
D's Rep.: (Sigh) It's strawberry jam.
Jubileena: Oh yeah, then taste it.
D's Rep.: Can I lap it all up?
Jubileena: …Sure.
D's Rep.: My hair can taste your fear.
Jubileena: Are you high or something?
D's Rep.: I don't GET to be high, because D won't let me into the lemonade closet anymore.
Jubileena sighs, then points that the red ooze.
Jubileena: Just drink the fudging strawberry jam.
D's Rep.: Hooray!
I scoop up some of the red ooze and eat it. Some covers part of my mouth but I lick them with my tongue creepy.
D's Rep.: Mmm, tasty.
Jubileena: Then let me try.
Jubileena scoops up some of the red ooze and eats some.
Jubileena: Wow, it is actually good. But you haven't explained why I can't use the closet.
D's Rep.: (Sigh) Fine, I'll show you. Rancis!
Rancis comes into the room.
Rancis: Yes, you creepy psycopath, what is it?
Me: Go open that closet door.
Rancis: …Something fudged up is in there, isn't it?
Jubileena: That's my guess.
D's Rep.: Fine then, how about this? If Rancis opens that door, I'll sneak Jubileena a barrel of rootbeer from D's stash. Deal?
Jubileena and Rancis stare at each other with wide eyes before turning to look at me.
Rancis: Are you serious? I don't get anything for doing this.
Jubileena slaps the back of Rancis' head & grabs the scruff of his shirt.
Jubileena: Oh no…you're going to do this. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, one that I will NOT miss.
D's Rep.: Yeah Rancis. Also, this means you'll be involved in something that will…uh…help get…her.
Rancis: Fine then, I'll do it!
Jubileena lets go of Rancis.
Rancis then walks up to the door, opens it, and gets shot several times all over his body before falling on the ground.
[R.G.S. Count: 1]
Jubileena: What the fudge is wrong with you?! You just killed him like D does!
Me: Actually, I'm was the one that talked him into it.
Jubileena glares angrily.
D's Rep.: Hey, think of the bright side. Now you know why I didn't want the door opened.
Jubileena: Wait a second…
Jubileena looked inside the closet.
Jubileena: Why is Taffyta's dead body here?
D's Rep.: Easy, I killed her.
Jubileena: Are you sure you didn't just release a wild bear on her? Because it sure looks like it.
D's Rep.: …Sure, let's go with that.
Jubileena: You sick son of a batch…pyscho got style.
Jubileena gives me a high-five & a ghetto hug.
Jubileena: But seriously, we should fix this. D'll be mad.
Me: And that's why I have the magical Holybeans.
Jubileena: The wha-?
I put white-colored/glowing jellybeans in Taffyta's and Rancis' mouths and make them eat the beans. A rainbow aura enveloped them after the beans were fully eaten. They rose as soon as the aura faded away.
Rancis: What happened?
Jubileena: You were practically grapeshot.
Taffyta: Again Rancis?
Rancis: It's not my fault. He said if I did it, he would-
I chloroform Rancis.
D's Rep.: Go to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep…
Taffyta jumps in shock.
Taffyta: Oh fizz, it's that creep that watches D's every move!
D's Rep.: Hello there little girl, wanna come into my NEW YORK ALLEYWAY?
Taffyta: Oh Glob…
Taffyta faints.
I hand Jubileena a rootbeer.
D's Rep.: Deal's a deal. Remember don't tell anyone.
Jubileena: Thanks!
Jubileena then leaves the room.
D's Rep.: Mmm…dat hair.
I watch the door for a moment before turning toward the unconscious couple.
D's Rep.: What to do with these sugar bags now...
I smile evily.
D's Rep.: Oh, I know EXACTLY what to do to them.
{A/N: Hey guys, got a challenge for you. I dare you to read Ralph Goes Beserk & not be disturbed by it.}
Chapter 2: The Viral King
"Who are you?" asked Vanellope as she shrunk back into the other side of the tram.
"Who am I? You don't remember little, old me, do you?" asked the black-hooded figure.
"No, I've never seen you in my life," answered Vanellope.
The figure chuckled darkly and said, "Oh, Mister Turbo screwed up your memories more than I thought. I guess I'll re-introduce myself. I may have had a different name in that sugary Purgatory, but now I am now known as Necron." The figure stood in a menacing stance, glaring at Vanellope with its blood-red eyes. "But you may refer to me as the Viral King," it finished.
"Viral?" asked Vanellope.
Necron sighed. "As in virus," Necron said in an annoyed voice.
Vanellope's eyes widened as she remembered what her friend Sergeant Calhoun told her.
Flashback-
Tamora & Vanellope were sitting on a bench near Fix-It Felix Jr.'s port, waiting to meet up with their men. "Hey Sarge, can I ask you a question?" asked Vanellope.
"Sure kid, shoot," answered Tamora.
"What's a virus? I keep hearing about it, but I don't know what it is," asked Vanellope.
Calhoun sighed. "You remember those big bugs that attacked your game?" asked Tamora.
Vanellope nodded.
"Well, those are viruses…sort of," said Tamora.
"What do you mean by 'sort of"?" asked Vanellope.
"Actual viruses are very different," responded Tamora.
"How?" asked Vanellope.
"Instead of eating and multiplying like Cy-Bugs, they just infect the game and its characters," explained Tamora.
"What do you mean by 'infect'?" asked Vanellope.
"You know what zombies are, right?" asked Tamora.
"Yeah…" answered Vanellope.
"Think of that. Then think if it was mutated into a monster," explained Tamora as she watched Vanellope's expression turn into a disturbed one, "After its 'change', it only lives onto spread its disgusting disease onto more innocent characters."
"That's horrible," said Vanellope.
"I know. But that's not the only thing that changes," said Tamora.
"What do you mean?" asked Vanellope.
"If the main virus is allowed and able to, it will infect the game's very code. Once that happens, everything changes. Everything," explained Tamora.
"It changes into what?" asked Vanellope.
"A twisted and dark version of what it used to be. Beyond recognition," answered Tamora as she noticed her husband & Ralph enter GCS, "Come on, our boys are here." Vanellope grabbed Tamora's free hand, causing Tamora to look at Vanellope, who was clearly frightened. Tamora just smiled & lead Vanellope towards the rest of their family. "Don't worry Vanellope, if that should ever happen on my watch, we'll get rid of the nasty virus. You can count on it," said Tamora as her words filled Vanellope with hope & happiness. As they neared the others, Tamora thought, "I just pray that it will never happen to around you."
"What do you want?" asked Vanellope, who was now extremely worried.
"I want what I earned," answered Necron.
"Well I don't have anything. So go creep someone else out!" demanded Vanellope.
"Oh, what I earned was not a 'thing'. No, it was something else," explained Necron.
"Well I don't care, because I don't have it, fudge off jer-Gack!" said Vanellope before her neck as grabbed by Necron.
"Now-now- now, you would want fall off the tram, would you?" Necron asked darkly before he thrusted Vanellope by the neck into the wall of the tram. The wall quickly broke off, leaving Vanellope's upper torso to dangle outside of the tram. "Now are you going to be a good girl and hear me out, or do I have to…" asked Necron as it grinned darkly, "…punish you?" Necron started moving Vanellope towards the streams of electricity as slowly as he could.
Vanellope saw what it was doing & starting nodding her head as quickly as she could.
"Good," said Necron before he tossed Vanellope back into the tram, not even looking back. "Now…" said Necron as it dusted off its hands, "Let's get back to business, shall we?"
Vanellope coughed violently as she tried to stand back up. "What are you, crazy?" asked Vanellope.
"Yes I am. I thought I clearly established that part," answered Necron in an uncaring tone.
"You almost killed me!" Vanellope yelled angrily as she pointed an accusing finger at Necron.
"Key word, 'almost'. Also, I wouldn't have killed you. Electrocute you to either unconsciousness or an extremely weakened state, but definitely wouldn't have killed you," said Necron.
"Fudgin' psychopath," Vanellope grumbled under her breath.
"Now that that's over, I guess I should explain the situation that you're in," said Necron as smirked evilly, "You have meet the notorious character of this arcade, Mister Turbo, haven't you?"
"Of course I did, he took over my game and tried to kill me," replied Vanellope.
"Do you know how he did it exactly?" asked Necron.
"Did what?" asked Vanellope.
"Take over your game," answered Necron.
"Oh, well, he hacked it," answered Vanellope.
"Yes, but do you want to know how he learned how to do that?" Necron asked darkly.
"No," Vanellope answered in worried tone.
"An easy answer actually," Necron said darkly as it walked up to Vanellope and whispered into her ears, "I taught him."
"You…what?" Vanellope said, shocked at what the virus just said.
Necron backed away from Vanellope as its grin became wider. "You heard me. I am the reason that Mister Turbo took over your game. I am the reason you were bullied for 15 years without a second thought. I am the reason that you are here. I am the reason that all the characters that tried to 'save' you, have met a horrible dimise!" declared Necron before rushing up to Vanellope & whispering in her ears, "And you know what?"
"Wha-Wha-What?" stammered Vanellope. "Wait, there was people who tried to save me?" thought Vanellope.
"I loved every second of it," said Necron as it grinned in pure enjoyment as Vanellope's expression became a horrified one, "All their screams, their agony, their absolute sadness as their very code degenerated into nothing pleased me. I will never regret making that deal with that pyscho-racer."
"Wait, what's this deal about?" asked Vanellope.
"I'm glad you asked," said Necron with a demonous smile as he pulled out a piece of paper & handed it to Vanellope, "This is my contract with Turbo. As it clearly states, I teached Turbo how to hack games as long he promised me something that I lost long ago."
"What was that?" asked Vanellope, who was now freaking out mentally.
Necron smiled darkly and started walking toward Vanellope as she started to back up and said, "Why my dear, it was you."
"…Me? Why me?" asked Vanellope, who was now shocked.
"Because I want to help you," Necron said unusually calmly.
"Help me? By the way your hand is formed, it looks like you want to kill me," said Vanellope as she looked at the sword-hand.
"Kill you? Ha! You're much too valuable to me to be killed," said Necron as it showed her its sword-hand, "This is only if I need to…disable you."
"Wait, can you answer me one question?" asked Vanellope.
Necron stopped. "Hmm…I guess that makes sense. Go ahead," answered Necron.
"Why do you want me?" asked Vanellope.
"…Interesting question, but has an easy answer. Because who wouldn't want a nine-year-old girl who's so sweet, caring, and tomboyish, but has been mentally dramatized by those around her?" answered Necron.
"No, I mean, why am I valuable to you?" asked Vanellope.
"Oh, you want to know that. Sorry my dear, but don't worry, you'll find out soon enough," said Necron as it turned its other hand into a needle, "Now don't make this hard on yourself and let me take you."
Vanellope grabbed the gun from behind her back. "Not today!" screamed Vanellope as she pulled out the pistol and shot Necron in the arm & chest.
"Cl-le-le-lever g1r1," said Necron as its body cracked with white lines, "An anti-i-vira1 gun. Well p1ayed." It started staggering towards the open end of the tram. "S33 y0u 1at3r 1 gu3ss…" Necron said with a smile as it fell off the tram and neared the cord. The electric flares shocked Necron, causing it to scream before exploding into black pixels.
Vanellope breathed repeatedly and slid down into corner of the part of the tram she was in. She got up when the tram stopped at Tappers. She got out of the tram and put the gun in her hoodie pocket as she walked into the game. There, in Tapper's usual place, stood Turbo who was helping himself to some rootbeer.
"Hey there kid, glad you could make it," said Turbo as he poured her a glass, "Man, I missed this stuff. You should try some, it's Turbotastic!"
"Shut it Turbo! What the fudge is going on? Mind telling me what I just faced out there?!" Vanellope demanded as she jumped onto a nearby bar stool.
Turbo's expression suddenly became serious and worried. "So I guess you met Necron, huh?" Turbo asked in an ashamed voice.
"Yes, and I almost died," said Vanellope as she took a swig of her drink, "Are you going to explain this deal of yours with him?"
Turbo immediately stopped and froze.
"Are you okay?" asked Vanellope, as she became worried.
"That deal…was the worst mistake I've ever made in my life," Turbo said as he stared 'off into space, "It was definitely not Turbotastic." Turbo slid a glass of rootbeer towards Vanellope before taking a big swig of his. "You might as well sit down kid. This is going to take a while," said Turbo as he began to tell his story.