Agura's Notes Chapter 3: The Inception, a hot wheels: battle force 5 fanfic

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Agura's Notes

Chapter 3: The inception

Beep-beep-beep-beep-beep!

The groggy Zoom, turned to the clock on his left side shelf.

3:55am,

As much as he was tired, his smirk seeped through his drowsy position, fighting to get up, "The time has come," he tried to twist, "Com'on Zoom let make it happen!" He hopped out of his bed in his black pajamas that he so happed to put on for this occasion. He snuck out of his room, crept across two doors, down a flight of stairs; his excitement became more potent, drawing nearer as he passed two more doors until he found it. A door with the green sentient special opp. Symbol on it, it also had green lines around the door's edges. Tempted to squeal, he deactivated the bomb within him, before too long the door slid open, by then the scout already disappeared in the shadows.

Agura would come out for her morning jog, she walked out in her green/black jump suit.

He looked at his watch and it told him 4am, "Yep, right on time."

But wait, two hard sniffs and she picked up a scent, and he was very close by. She cocked her brow, "Now I know you can't be crouching at me!"

He then realised he had to make a few tracks if he wants to keep his operation on the green; so he casually walked back up towards the stairs.

Sensing his leaving, she shook her head, heading out to her jog, "You should leave the stealth skills to the ninjas."

Assumed that the coast was cleared he headed back to her door, miraculously override the system and head right in.

It was later on in the day, and thankfully no stormshocks interrupted his nap; nor his final act that he was about to make thereafter. In his hand was a plastic bag. He knew that if this plan has to work it must be alone with its target and to be sure to do it one at a time so no one could discover each other's notes. He also knew where everyone would be at each point of the day, and that his nearest victim... I mean, experiment right now is in the game room.

It wasn't too long before he started hearing beeps and pings from behind the archway. By then he saw the back of a large couch with Spinner's back head on top. He was blasting spaceships to bits with the new "slugbots frontier "game; but then without warning he paused his game and got up. Zoom, not wanting this fun to end, dashed behind the nearest potted plant in ninja style. Spinner headed to another arch on the couch's right, much to Zoom's relief; most likely heading for the kitchen for a snack. This was more than enough time. From the plastic bag, he pulled out a green envelope with "Spinner" written big and fancy on it. He placed it right next to the game controller on the couch, and looked for a VIP hiding spot. He took a spot behind between another potted plant, and a bookshelf next to the TV ensuring for a good look at the player's reaction.

Later Spinner came in with a plate of 'Za in one hand and a can of soda in the other. He looked at his controller to find next to it, a green envelope with "Spinner" large and fancy next to it. He placed his food on the coffee table, pushed the controller aside and picked up the envelope. From the moment he started reading he was blank, no frown, nor smile, nor anything, he seemed completely unfazed. Zoom wondered if he had failed his mission. Just then Spinner put down the letter, face keeping the same theme but with a hint of blush on his cheeks; leaving everything behind as he slowly walked out like he's under some trance. Zoom carefully went after him thought he didn't seem to noticed him. Spinner headed to the restroom, he went through the door and locked it up.

The bug-eyed Zoom covered his mouth with both hands to hide his cackle, "Oh man!" he hissed, "Note to self: don't take any food from him for a couple of days." He quickly retrieved his compulsory and rubbed his hands in a mischievous way, "Next stop: Vert!"

That same day, Zoom was behind a suite case on top of Vert's closet in his room. Vert was at the edge of his bed reading his little green letter; his eyes were transfixed to the page. At one point, he pulled his red/white shirt collar from his neck, an anxious huff escaped his lips. "Ouuuu!" Grinned Zoom, "getting a lil fired up aren't we 'Crimson one'!"

It was a peaceful afternoon in the garage, the Buster tank was up for its next tune up. Sherman just couldn't believe what his eyes were telling him. In his hand was a little green note, with a content that's making his shirt soaked in sweat, on one occasion all he could do was gulp. Underneath the Reverb, Zoom averted his chuckle from blowing his cover.

Now to get to AJ was a little tricky at first, for he just became a part of the team. It took him awhile but then he heard an announcer from the TV. AJ was listening to the Winter Olympics (of course). Zoom crept up to the couch and slipped the note right on top of the remote, hopping he would pick it up, which he did. Moments later he could hear a big "whoa!" exploded out of AJ's lips. His grin spread ear to ear.

Now Tezz was a little easier, he could either be in four places, with Sage, the kitchen, his room or his lab. Sense he's in neither of the first three, he could only be in one place. As forecasted, Tezz was in his lab, zoom smirk at himself, "Tezz isn't the only genius around here!" He was standing by the radio listening to some Russian music, "So weird who's this 'kalinka'" he pondered, "anyway, I crept up to him ounce and I can do it again!" He placed Tezz's letter next to the nearest desk hopping he'd pick it up and crept further into his lab. When Tezz saw his letter he took a seat, put on his reading glasses and started to read. Within each passing minuet his smile grew and grew till the point where he laughed with a burning in his eyes. "I'm a genius!" thought Zoom, "That's five down; one to go!"

It was getting late in the evening, and Zoom finally manage to caught him, "Heeere's Stanford!" In his room, reigning supreme on his turntables; Stanford wave his hand like a possessed man in one minute then clapped them like a flamingo dancer in the next, and then at one point out of nowhere giving a booty slap to the air. Zoom eye twitches at the site of him, "Stanford: love his music,hate his dancing!" Overtake by his own masterpiece he moved from his turntables to do 'his' freestyle dancing. This was Zoom's cue to make a dash for the turntables, drop the letter and dash back to his hiding spot before Stanford gets back. When he saw his letter, he let his music take five and stopped the system. When reading he cocked his lips and brow, in the end, he let out an 'eh' put the note in the pocket of his jacket and went back to business as usual. Zoom's eyes popped, "hold on, he didn't take the bait!" but then he shrugged, "Oh well, five out six shouldn't be too bad, right?"

Once again Zoom met up with his bed, he had a fun day looking at the different test subjects in his little experiment, and seeing how they'd respond. "Tomorrow, I'm gonna put a little something extra into the mix," he crawled to his bed.

The next day Zoom came back to the hub with a grocery bag, hopping he doesn't come across anyone on his way to the kitchen. Once there, he took out from the bag, two big bags of popsicles, with many different colors in them. He put them in the freezer, "At this point my job is done." He left a trail of snickering as he moved on, "I just hope I get to see something 'epic' today."

~To be continued~