Sprout House
The site in question appeared old. Too old to suggest any recent activity. For that matter, too small to think that it could possibly be any place to harbor, built, or otherwisely keep any giant robot. Realizing that much, the group was angry.
"This is just unbelievable!" Al shouted, "Did we waste all of our time looking for this old dumb?! I can't believe it."
"Unless that man didn't tell us the whole truth." Snake reasoned, "He wasn't exactly the brightest person I've ever met, and I've met two presidents."
"And this place reeks!" Ginger almost had a hard time breathing when saying this, "Ugh... I always fucking hated sprouts!"
"Then again, don't you remember what Struyss said?" Max reminded everyone, "He said that people have been seen going to this House, but that doesn't mean that they actually went IN the House."
"You thinkin' this house is just a red herring?" Snake asked her.
"I'm not sure. It makes sense." Max replied.
"So if people only pass through here, then where exactly do they go?" Al wondered.
Ginger suddenly got tapped on her shoulder. She turned to talk to Jason: "What is it, Jase?"
Jason pointed to footprints that were made in the dirt. Since Jason pointed this out, everyone looked.
"They're not mine." Ginger said, "And if Jase points them out, they're not his either."
"Or mine." Al added.
"So if these prints aren't ours..." Snake reasoned.
"Then they must belong to those disappearing people." Max decided "So all we must do is follow them and see where we end up."
"Then what the fuck are we waiting for?" Ginger wondered, "I'd be glad to get out of this stench!"
The footprints lead them to an entrance to an underground tunnel. Unfortunately, in here there were only two could see anything: Max and Al, when the latter had changed into Spawn. Ginger, however, could smell an exit, or could smell an air that didn't contain any scent of sprouts, so she could find her way out, guiding her friend Jason out. The other three... if they weren't already pissed that they hadn't found their final destination, they would not have acted towards each other the way they were at the time.
"I wish they would have given me some night-vision goggles." Snake complained.
"Who needs that?!" Max sounded somewhat arrogant.
"Maybe you don't, but I do." Snake replied.
"You got a problem?" Spawn asked him.
"You seem to have forgotten that we came all the way to that House, only to go somewhere else again." Snake snapped back.
"Who needs that!?" Max complained about Snake's complaining.
"YOU got a problem?" Spawn directed himself to Max.
"Somebody's a little ticked off." Max laughed.
"I'm surprised that you're not." Snake remarked.
"Who needs that?" Max asked in return.
"Since when are you so optimistic?" Snake asked.
"That's not what you said last time." Spawn said to Max.
"Exactly." Snake agreed.
"Somebody's a little ticked off." Max sounded annoyed this time.
"I thought we established that already." Snake reminded her.
"That's not what you said last time." Spawn remarked.
"Because it didn't matter at the time." Snake told him.
"You got a problem?" Spawn suddenly wondered.
"You know, you've said that one too many times by now." Snake suddenly started, "YOU got a problem, maybe?"
Spawn said nothing else after that.
Jason and Ginger heard how their conversation went. But since only Ginger could talk, she said: "And we're supposed to stop some guy from destroying the world with those three. Honestly..."
At the end of the tunnel, there was light. The closer they came to that light, the more they could all see that the tunnel was in fact once used for trains to run through.
"Already thought the whole place was a maze." Snake remarked, "We ended up in the subways."
"No." Max told him, "These tunnels haven't been used in a long time."
Jason disagreed, as he shook his head and pointed to more footprints.
"Maybe not used by trains, but there's been some action here." Spawn agreed.
"Don't tell me we have to go all the way in again!" Snake complained, as the prints pointed back into the tunnel.
"I don't think that'll be necessary." Ginger said, as she pointed to something outside.
Not everybody has sharp senses as either Ginger or Max, or Spawn who could make some kind of binoculars appear on his eyes, but everybody could definitely see something moving, at a distance. But they all had to come outside to have a better view of what it was. Whatever it was, it was far away, but at such a distance, it would have to be a giant in order for them to see it at this distance.
"That... is huge." was all Spawn could say.
"I guess they weren't kidding when we were told about a 'giant' robot." Max remarked.
"No shit." Ginger agreed.
"And where's our own when WE fucking need it?" Snake snarled.
All that the five could do at the time was watch, as the robot ran amok in the small town near Brussels. It didn't do much, aside from stomping it's way through, arriving at a bank, using it's lasers to break it open, as though it were an egg, and use something that looked like a vacuum-cleaner to suck out all of it's money and whatever other valuables it contained. What not many people saw, was that a girl in a pink suit appeared out of nowhere, almost as though she teleported there. In that same way she disappeared again, which somehow caused the robot to stop moving.
The five could see that the robot stopped moving.
"This is our chance." Spawn decided.
He allowed his chains to appear, with which he grabbed hold of the other four, so Spawn himself could fly towards the robot.
"You can fly?" Ginger wondered.
"I can do lots of things." Spawn explained, "But if you mean to ask why I didn't do this before, it's because it drains too much energy from me."
"And what happens when you've drained it all?" Max asked him.
"Fucking hell, that's what happens." Spawn answered.
Once they arrived, however, the robot started moving again. But shortly before it did, they saw something being tossed out of it. That something was that pink-suited girl, whom had apparently teleported herself inside the robot.
"Who's that?" Ginger wondered.
"She almost looks like one of those people that call themselves superheroes." Snake answered.
"Maybe she tried to stop that robot herself." Max reasoned.
"It clearly failed." Spawn remarked.
"I wouldn't say that." Max said, "It stopped moving, didn't it?"
Shortly after she was tossed out, something else flew out, while the robot itself flew in a different direction.
"What is that?" Snake asked.
"Krimson." Max answered, as she could see his face, even at the distance they were at.
"Best not let that fuck get away." Spawn realized, as he sped up to follow him.
The five followed Krimson, causing a sort of airshow, to eye-witnesses at least, the likes of which none of them had ever seen before. Still, despite the five's best efforts, or rather because the best efforts of at least one of them (namely Spawn, who's energy got drained too much for him to continue), Krimson could still escape.
"Damn!" Spawn cursed, as he forcibly landed, and changed back in Al, "Why does that always happen at the worst of times?!"
"At least we know where to look." Max sounded optimistic about this.
"Yeah, and you remember how far away we are from that tunnel now?" Snake asked her, "We can't fly over there to stop him from fixing his robot."
That's when something from Max's pocket started beeping, after which she said: "Maybe not."
"You have a pager?" Al wasn't aware of that.
"Thirteen thought we might need it. So I can tell him where to drop off our own robot." Max explained.
"I always hated those things." Snake hissed, "Pagers, cell-phones,... for our comfort, but they're a pain in the ass to carry."
"I don't know." Max said, "I like this thingy. When this is over, I'll change it's number, so neither Thirteen or anyone else can contact me again, so I can use it all I want to. But if you'll all excuse me, I got a call to make."
