The moment the needle exploded, I had to run quickly to the Goopy One as possible. The diversion has been set up! I almost got him.. The human that tried to take everything away from me. Stupid aiming! I camouflage myself, trying to make my way to the nearest box to the green giant. As I sneak, I heard the sounds of gunfire roaring in the background. Hah! As if bullets could do anything to the Goopy One! I remember them merely bouncing back, but as the roaring continued, I realize I couldn't stay for much longer. I can't murder him. Not with his slaves everywhere! I need to regroup.

The moment I reach the box behind my green friend, I felt a green arm reach up to me. Pulling me away. "AAH!" I scream, biting the arm down rapidly. I can't be exterminated! NOT NOW! But none of my biting helped. The camouflage wore off. Now I felt surrounded by a familiar substance. A gooey substance.

"Twitch! I thought you left!" The Goopy One cries out. "I thought you left with them! Where did you come from!? You.. shouldn't have co-"

"Goopy One! Hands off your king! You ruined his cloak of invisibility.." I growl angrily. It takes a few minutes to refresh it again. They didn't have a few minutes! "If you must know.. Twitch escaped through that vent!" I shout pridefully. "It was harsh, but nothing can stop Twitch! But I can tell you the story when we get back to the lair! We nee-"

"Wait? Escape?" ZAC asks, confused. "What do you mean? You.. You came back here right? You lead my parents to safety and you came back! Right?"

"What.. what are you talking about!? Twitch didn't do anything to your creators.. That man.. The chem-baron.. He tortured them! Killed them! I saw! We need to go!" The gun began piercing through the wooden crates. He felt its surface weakening. They had to leave.

"They.. They can't be.. I saw them in the lab.. The screen.. Everyth-"

"Well! I saw them! And Twitch doesn't lie! Let's go! Come on stench.. Work with me! Goopy One! Throw yourself out! Through one of the many windows... That's the only way now.. We can make it! We'll leave.. There's no time!" The blob looks back at the vent questioningly. The crate starts to groan even more. "HURRY UP!"

"I'm sorry pal.. but I can't leave without them. I need them. Leave without me!"

"What.. NO!" But it was too late, the crate gave out. The bullets went through. I hopped back to a smaller box next to it, crouching for dear life. I peek out of my hiding spot, and see the Goopy One running rapidly for the very vent that I escaped from. "Idiot..." I grumble. I try to reach him, but he's too far, and the thugs are already after him. Twitch could very well die if he runs after him, but I couldn't leave them to take my friend.. But I couldn't... No matter how much I say this, I reluctantly heeded his words in the end. I snuck to a manhole and finally felt the comfort of my domain, but I never left that spot. Not until I see the Goopy One back again.

It's funny how someone as sneaky as Twitch still left very visible tracks. In the vent are sediments of chemicals and liquids that help make a trail to my parent's cells. I couldn't believe him. The fake bodies and the sighting at that lab; they had to be alive. Had to. There's no way. Twitch probably rushed in his conclusion when he find them due to panic or just randomly assumed that they were dead somehow. It just couldn't be true. Besides, it's already too late for that. Can't turn back without them now.

At the end of the tunnel, I open the already loose vent and found my way into a blue green fog.. I can barely make out anything in here. Probably security gas measures when Twitch escaped. I scramble around to find a wall, but as I did, I hear their voices.

"Help us! We're over here! Help us!"

"Mom? Dad? Where are you?" I shout in the dense fog. I walk towards the voice. On my way, I found one of the numerous containment capsules here. A tan man sleeping in a capsule with green liquid inside. Numerous scars are shown, especially a large one down his eye and left cheek. As for the eyes themselves, they were.. all white.. I step back in fear. What is this place? Gotta be quick. No one seemed to be here.. Not yet..

"Mom? Dad? Where are we?"

"That's not important! We're over here!"

I run towards them in panic. I suddenly see their shadows. "Mom! Dad! Twitch told me you were dead, but I knew it was a misunderstanding! I kne-"

Crack!

I hop back in reaction. What did I step? What did I do? Did I trigger something. I went on the ground, having my hand quickly probe around. I feel.. a face.. Hair.. A body? "Help us!" They beg. "We know a way out.. We've been in these lairs before! But.. we can't move.."

"I'm coming! Just hold... on?" I lean forward to see my dad's face. My dad's old wrinkled face. It gained numerous fresh scars, yet it's still fresh when I last saw him , but when I felt his chest, I feel no heartbeat. His neck. No pulse. I look next to him. My mom with scars and stitches. I imagine her always being cheery and happy, but there's nothing in her either. I look back at the shadows begging for help again. "Who... who are you..?"

"I'm your mom sweetie. Help us please.."

My fists began to clench. They keep lying. "NO YOU'RE NOT!" I shout, driving my fist at the shadow. On impact, I felt something hard. Something hot. Suddenly, a small light begins to appear in my view. A spark... turning into a flame. It gets bigger and bigger. I hid my antenna in my flesh quickly and close my eyes. My arms cover my face as I became a lit. Everything around me became hot. Super hot, but it didn't harm me. I'm supposed to withstand all of this heat. I can't melt easily. It's nothing.. It felt relaxing if anything.. Like a hot bath.

When the fire died out, I open my eyes to see the fog somewhat dissipated. I can see everything now. Around me are containment unit capsules with their own experimented, seemingly dead victims. On the far end is a desk with a large computer. Upon further inspection, I found a sign...

Deceased Extraction and Experimentation Program Containment Unit 258A

They were dead.. I've.. never heard of this. No one spoke of this.. Not even rumors...

I look at where the shadows were. They are nothing more than broken capsules whose circuits have been exposed open by my fist. Abruptly, glass walls fall down rapidly from the ceiling. I took my arm away quickly as it formed a large trap around the broken units. I could've been caught.. Suddenly, footsteps and voices are heard. I look at the doorway to the unit itself. I grab the ceiling of the unit and immediately tore it down to cover myself. The floor rumbled as I forced the concrete to block my entrance. I didn't have time, but I'm not letting my parents rot down here like some guinea pig or replacement for human experimentation. Dead or alive. But how can I get out with them..They can't fit into vents or go through pipes like I can.. There has to be some way..

Suddenly, banging is heard from the rubble. What do I do? What do I do? I look to my parents for help, but their limp faces didn't give much indication. No matter what I think, I'm alone now. I have to do this on my own. I look up at the containment units and the computer. The gas.. I can't get them out. I can never get them out. I can never give them a proper burial, but I can't let them do this to the ones I love. I can't let them do this to anyone..

As the banging grew louder and louder, I began to shatter more and more containment units, the gas grows bigger and bigger, It eventually seeped through the cracks of the rubble outside the room itself. As it continues to surround me, I heard more voices.. More begging..

"Save me!" Mom cried.

"We can help you!" Dad shouted.

I have to ignore.. I have to.. I trudge carefully to the computer at the end as the cries for help continue to pierce my mind. They get louder and louder as the gas seeps into my senses. Help us. Help us. Help us. Get us out. Get us out.

I reach the computer screen and found the system, for it. The rubble got blasted away. More shadows revealed themselves as thugs begin to flood an area that was originally hidden from them. I close my eyes and shove my antenna into my flesh again. "Goodbye mom. Goodbye dad," I said as I begin to slam my fist on the computer. The electricity sparked alight. The fire filled the entire warehouse. The haunting voices are gone. All of the corpses and the thugs turn to ash. It began to spread all over the room as the smoke begins to suffocate those that are above us. Those that tricked me into a deal.. That tried to con me.. Use me..

But they're all gone now.. Everything is gone now.. I felt nothing but the ensuing flame that warms my skin. When the fires finally die down, I quickly made my escape through the pipes, unwilling to see what I have done.