CLAPTRAP COMPLETE SYSTEM DESTRUCTION IN 13:20:14:59
Two hours, felt like four, had passed. No method of escape had been found and both Nisha and Claptrap were listless. Nisha had unloaded and reloaded all of her guns and Claptrap played all the silly games he had downloaded a month ago and hadn't touched since then. Nisha had already checked the kitchen area for any remaining food that were still edible but only came up with cobwebs, spiders (The generic type with no species name or unique marks; just a black body with red eyes and eight black legs) and dust. Claptrap could eat the latter, as far as Nisha cared.
At least the monsters had been quiet, whatever they were. But that didn't mean much nor did it meant anything good. Doc Alpha did all the research he could about these creatures, but he came up with nothing. At least Claptrap and Nisha got to hear another variation of Alpha's 'I'm stuck in my lab' routine.
About the only thing Nisha really did of any use was to poke a peek hole with her small knife into the wall next to the barricaded door to look out into the hall to track the monsters. So far, only two of those things had come back to check if the door had been unblocked. They acted like dogs as they scratched at the door expecting to be let in. Nisha growled at the sight and really wanted to murder them all. Perhaps setting fire to the place might be the answer…but Nisha really wanted to raid the place for anything cool and/or useful. And they probably should look for a boat or some sort of useful transportation before that.
"Claptrap." Nisha deadpanned. "You think you can use your to get that Torque Fiesta going? Grenade spam might be our best way out of here." She started to shove aside all the junk blocking the door. "Let's get this going, I'm getting antsy."
"I haven't used it yet, and I'm pretty sure it's still as random as before." Claptrap admitted. "But I guess I can try!" He got off the floor and back onto his wheel. "Running defragmentation…locating action package…" Nisha hoped that whatever happened before with the healing laser would pop up again and get the proper package in time. But of course not would it work! Why, Nisha wanted to bang her head against the ceiling as she started to bounce uncontrollably thanks to the ducky safety ring that suddenly wrapped around her stomach. Here's hoping that the beasties found bouncing to be something confusing. But knowing their current run of luck, they probably enjoyed the taste of rubber.
"Thanks a lot!" Nisha growled out loud as she knocked over the last bit of furniture in front of the door. Claptrap attempted to fix that by bowling himself into a cabinet, but the cabinet bounced him back instead. The tall, large wooden cabinet didn't even bounce or wobble. Nisha found that strange, so she hopped on over to it. To keep the bad luck going, the action package ended while she was in midair and she flew straight into the cabinet, again proving that the thing was far more stable than the one-armed woman and the clumsy machine.
"Why didn't I think of that?" Nisha muttered to herself as she pawed the cabinet. "A mansion this big is got to have at least three secret passages per room!" She let out a tiny nervous laugh as she felt a small switch underneath the third row shelf. A flip and the entire cabinet slid to the left to reveal the dark passage behind it. "This is our ticket out of this dump! Come on!" She waved to Claptrap as she ran into the passage. Claptrap wisely decided to block the door again before joining Nisha.
"Maybe there's a old dusty map down these corridors!" Claptrap loudly wondered.
"Or maybe there's more monsters that have already found the secret passages and have set up nests!" Nisha shot back. Claptrap wisely kept his trap clapped shut and followed behind her. The passageway became very dark within seconds, thankfully Claptrap acted like a nightlight. Nisha kept her pace slow and quiet to make sure she wouldn't be detected by the beasts and so she could hear them instead. Sounded quiet…for now. Nisha readied a revolver and prepared to shoot anything that dared to walk around the corner.
But a solid three minutes passed without encounter. Nisha put down her gun to her side as she went around the corners of the near endless passage. If Claptrap could sweat…he would be rusted by now. But still, in such a small corridor, any fight would end quickly.
But at long last the corridor came to an end. A old door laid just ahead of the two. Nisha suddenly broke out into a run as saw the door and threw it open with a powerful swing. She let out an incredibly nervous laugh as she witnessed the one thing she always wanted to see since the beginning of this ordeal. The garage! With swamp boats! A DOOR! The way out at long last! Nisha continued to laugh like crazy as she jumped through the garage, examining the tool bench like it had candy in it. Claptrap still remained on alert, rounding each corner with a gun pointed forward. Nisha jumped into one of the blue boats and checked it out.
"It's warm." Nisha muttered out loud. Claptrap turned towards her as she examined the boat. "This thing is not only up to date on all the necessary parts…" She then tapped the hull. "But this thing is solid. The hull has been recently repaired and there are no holes in this thing. Armored too. And this gun…" She reached down and pulled out a foldable chain gun. "This sucker is at least a year old." She bended over the other side and looked at it. "The Slushie Puppy? Stupid name…but it does mean this boat is owned by someone."
"A puppy lover?" Claptrap questioned.
"Good, more of a reason to kill for this boat." Nisha muttered under her breath. "Still, we shouldn't try to be that hostile towards the boat owner. For once, we shouldn't try to shoot up everyone we come across. Let's try doing the smart thing for once and see if we can make peace."
"Can't we just hotwire the boat? I know you can hotwire!"
"Nope. It has one of those CON3 V-Ace engines. Can't hotwire that."
The universe looked upon the situation the two were in and decided that they were having too much good coming at them at once. Feeling that they deserved to fight another wave of monsters, the east wall of the garage burst open and out came two monsters from before. Nisha yelled out loud as she turned to them, emptying her pistol into the first creature. The bullets entered into the body, going by the thin mist of red emitting out of the creatures, but it didn't slow the monster down.
Claptrap rushed forward with his shotgun ready and fired both barrels at the same one Nisha had targeted. It flew back several feet into the wall, but managed to get back onto it's feet. Claptrap reloaded as fast he could, but another creature pounced on him and pinned him down. Nisha, still lacking a second arm to reload properly with, ran over and kicked the creature in what she assumed was the rib section. Regardless, it did allow Claptrap to escape and finish off the creature with another double barrel of buckshot. Nisha kept going towards the other creature and too kicked it down. It allowed Nisha and Claptrap a chance to reload and finish off the second creature. They had managed to take out two of the monsters without much problem, but they decided to hightail out of there in case more showed up.
More did, of course! Four more burst from the outside, though at least one stopped to eat the remains of the dead two. Nisha and Claptrap rushed back to the secret passage, with Claptrap shoving a tool shelf behind them to block the passageway and Nisha closing the door after Claptrap jumped in. "We need to try one of the other passages!" Nisha shouted as she raced ahead. Claptrap jumped and followed behind her best he could.
They kept turning through the corners, quickly arguing about which they should go without going back the way they came in. They kept running and running until they found a older passageway full of cobwebs and dust bunnies. The two silently agreed to go down this path, figuring that they could hide from the monsters in an older part of the mansion. Nisha panted as she darted down the old passageway in the hopes of escaping these hardy monsters.
Dust and web-covered walls greeted the two as they reached the end of the path. Going by a barely visible big barrel in a corner, Nisha figured that they have arrived in the wine cellar. They continued forward, a bit slower to make sure they don't disturb the obvious giant spiders waiting for them. Claptrap recalled a tidbit that Lilith brought up during a recent campaign of Bunkers and Badasses. Spiders! Burn them! Claptrap swapped his shotgun with a Maliwan SMG that fired incendiary rounds.
Nisha turned a corner and found two things of note. First, a wooden staircase that would have lead up, if not for the giant gap between the first rung and the last one at the top leading to the first floor. And second, a great big hole leading even deeper underneath the mansion next to the staircase. Nisha could tell that this hole had to been made with a powerful explosion to rip out the mixture of modern-day cement and stone. And those black marks made it clear that the hole had been created recently.
"Dare we go even further into the pit of hell?" Claptrap asked.
"I think I just heard more of those creatures!" Nisha let out a grunt and jogged straight through the hole's entrance. Claptrap followed.
This passage was much shorter than last. In fact, both of our heroes (Well, Nisha isn't really trying to be one, and Claptrap needs a lot of help to become one.) wished that the passage had been longer so they would have time to adapt to the twisted insanity they had come across.
Before them sat a man on a throne made out of rotten wood furniture. A man with a twisted face and a large unibrow. He cackled upon seeing his guests. Despite his rather creepy looks, he did wear nice clothes with the only stain being the wet bottom part of his pants leg, most likely obtained when he was embarking/disembarking the boat. The mysterious man continued to chuckle as his guests continued to stare at him.
"In case you're wondering?" He asked with a clear voice. "I happened to be the owner of this base. I used to have a rather droll normal name, but you may call me by the name I picked out a while ago. The Drako King."