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Legend:

"Someone is talking."

'Someone is thinking.'

"A technique is being used."

Chapter Fifteen:

Sam's tired eyes slowly opened up only for them to snap shut from the bright florescent light that was shining down on her face. Irritated, she tried to turn over and get away from the bright light. She was too tired and did not want to get up just yet. Eventually though she noticed something.

As soon as Sam had attempted to move, she found out that her body appeared to be much heavier than before. She struggled with it for a couple of minutes before she finally managed to turn over slightly, hands brushing across warm skin.

...Wait, skin?

Sam's eyes snapped open only to realize that this was a bad idea. Light stabbed into her eyes like little needles, forcing her to close her eyes out of reflex. She rubbed her shut eyes for a few seconds before she tried again. This time she made sure to take it slow, so her eyes wouldn't be overwhelmed by the light.

With her eyes open, Sam found that she was lying on the floor in the middle of a gym, her school's gym to be precise, with Tucker lying beside her in a very deep sleep. She was confused for a moment, wondering how she could have possibly gotten in this position, when it all came rushing back to her.

She remembered Peten's attack and how she and her friends had lured him to the gym so that they could fight without any distractions. She remembered watching Danny fight Peten with relative ease until Peten called him a monster. She remembered watching Danny freeze up before she and Tucker acted, beating Peten and saving Danny. She remembered how Sidney sucked Peten into the Fenton Thermos and the feeling of bride that came with defeating their first ghost without Danny's help, mostly. Then she remembered those SWAT guys arriving on the scene just as they were about to leave. Danny tried fighting them until she had discovered that the enemies were human. Then Danny could no longer raise his fists against the enemies and they obviously took advantage of that fact. Using that strange device the SWAT guys captured Danny and knocked her and Tucker out.

She remembered it all in oh so horrifying clarity.

"Tucker!" Sam forced herself to get onto her feet despite her bodies protest, somehow knowing that it was a side effect of whatever she had been shot with. She shook Tucker's shoulders urgently as she tried to wake him up, "C'mon, Tucker! Tucker, wake up!"

Tucker groaned a bit before he mumbled something, "… But mom, I don't… I don't wanna give the flamingo my meat…" Tucker said as he rolled over away from Sam.

Sam's eyebrow twitched once, then twice at the fact that only Tucker could have a nightmare about his meat being stolen. Spotting her practice sword on the ground near her, Sam grabbed it before bringing over her head in a basic stance for a downwards slash.

"Get up, Tucker!" Sam yelled as she brought the wooden sword down on Tucker's head with a satisfying smack

Tucker yelped like a kicked puppy as he recoiled from the sudden blow to his head as his hands darted towards where Sam had hit him. He began a soft mantra of "ow" for a couple of moments as the pain slowly dulled away to a slow throb.

"Are you done yet, Tucker?" Sam demanded as she rested her sword on her shoulder.

Tucker opened his eyes just to glare at Sam even as he continued rubbing his now sore head, "Why did you have to hit me of the forehead? Didn't you know that I was having a good dream?"

"Oh, I'm sorry that I interrupted your 'good dream', Tucker. Why don't you just go back to sleep while I try to deal with the fact that—" Now standing with her fists clenched, Sam looked down at her friend. "—DANNY HAS BEEN KIDNAPPED!"

Tucker managed to get out a "What are you talking" before everything came back to him in an instant. As soon as the sudden onslaught of memories had stopped, Tucker gripped his hat with a panicked expression on his face.

"Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man! This is bad! This is VERY bad!" Tucker babbled as he grew increasingly more panicked over the situation. Turning to Sam with a lost expression on his face, Tucker frantically waved his arms around as he continued babbling. "What are we going to do? Danny has been kidnapped!"

Sam hit Tucker with her practice sword again, instantly shutting him up and forcing him into a fetal position as he had to deal with the pain of another headache. After a bit of time nurturing his aching head Tucker looked up at Sam and was now somewhat calmer, though he still remained on the floor.

"OWW! Why do you keep hitting me?

Sam rolled her eyes slightly before she grabbed onto the fabric of his shirt and lifted him onto his feet.

"You keep panicking and right now that's the last thing we need. Do you think panicking will solve anything here, Tucker?" Sam demanded before continuing on, not allowing for any response Tucker could've made. "No, it won't! It won't help us find where Danny is or getting him back!"

"How are we going to find him?" Tucker asked.

Sam paused. She thought about how they could track Danny, maybe they could do what they did before, with Skulker, though she realized that plan wasn't viable. Those guys didn't use spiritual energy so she wouldn't recognize their ribbons if she saw them and Danny had been sucked into that rubix cube so his ribbon may have been hidden.

If they couldn't use their new powers to find Danny, then how were they supposed to find him then?

Sam let go of Tucker's shirt as the depressing truth settled on her, "I… I don't know, Tuck."

Then, when all hope seemed to be lost, a small piece of paper in the shape of a butterfly fluttered down in between the two teenagers. Having seen it first, and not considering any possible consequences that may happen from his actions, Tucker grabbed onto the butterfly and unfolded it.

"Tucker—!" Sam protested.

"Relax, Sam; it's nothing dangerous." Tucker said after a moment of skimming through its contents. "It's from Sidney." He looked up from the note and straight at Sam. "He went after them."

Sam snatched the note out of Tucker's hands, ignoring his startled "Hey!" of protest, before she began reading it.

Dear Sam and Tucker,

By the time you've read this letter I'll have been gone from the gym...

XXXXXX

(One hour ago—Casper High—Gym)

All Sidney could do at the moment was just lay there with a blank expression on his face—unmoving—as his mind and emotions reeled from what had occurred. What was still occurring.

Sidney had never expected for those weirdly-dressed people, Humans if Sam's earlier warnings were to be believed, to have arrived so soon after they had beaten and captured Peten. He hadn't expected for Danny to freeze up at the revelation, or be captured by a multicolored cube so easily.

Sydney decided that he should play plushy when he saw Tucker get shot down by three strange darts which had dug through his shirt and into his back. Whatever was in those needles must've been pretty potent since he had then fallen forward, dead to the world, straight away.

Sam had just appeared next to the fallen cube and tried to pick it up only to be felled with five of the same darts that had brought Tucker down.

As Sam fell down, the Human that was missing his helmet picked up the rubix cube before storing it in one of his vest pockets. "The target is secured… returning to the labs."

After a few seconds pause, one of those black-garbed Humans began walking over towards Sidney's location. Inside the plushy, Sidney began to freak out, wondering if they knew he wasn't just an ordinary plushy, though, on the outside, the plushy was completely inanimate.

"Secondary target…" The Human began as he stopped directly before Sidney. He then began reaching down, gloved hand poised to pick up Sidney.

'No, no, no, no! Don't grab me you crazy cat! I'm just an ordinary doll! La-la-la!' Sidney thought as his panic rose, sweating slightly inside the plushy. 'I'm just a doll! Don't pick me up! DON'T PICK ME UP!'

The Human then proceeded to grab the Fenton Thermos, which was lying on the ground near Sidney's head. With that done, the Human withdrew and said something to his comrades, though Sidney didn't hear exactly what was said.

'He didn't grab me! He didn't grab me~!' Sidney thought happily.

Internally Sidney was dancing over his sudden luck, though he stopped when he heard the Human speak again. "Secondary target… Peten has been retrieved. Returning to labs…"

With that said, all of the Humans quickly filed out of the gym, whereupon Sidney stood up on his peg-legs. He looked around the gym—at the slightly cracked floor, at Sam and Tucker's fallen forms, and where Danny had stood.

"What should I do now?" Sidney mumbled aloud, looking scared. "I'm… I'm not like Danny… I'm not that strong…" An image of Danny shooting a Cero and destroying his mirror flashed through his mind. "Danny… He helped me." A determined expression came across his face. "I can't just let this happen… I have to try and help him!"

Sidney then quickly summoned a small scrap of paper before he took out a small, though huge to him, pen from the pouch around his waist. He then began to write on the paper at a furious pace. Then, once he was finished, he threw the paper into the air where it folded itself into a paper butterfly.

With that done, Sidney nodded to himself before he took off after the Humans. He needed to get to following them before they got too far away.

XXXXXX

This paper should lead you to me and I should have found where thy have kept Danny.

-Sydney

As soon as Sam had finished reading Sidney's letter it leapt out of her hands and refolded itself back into a butterfly. It then proceeded to hover in the air for a couple of seconds before it began to fly towards the exit of the gym.

Sam and Tucker looked at each other for a moment before they nodded to each other. Then they disappeared in flashes of green light as they followed the paper butterfly.

XXXXXX

(Meanwhile—With Danny)

When Danny finally returned to consciousness, he knew that he was not at the school's gym anymore. He slowly tried to open his eyes but closed them a millisecond later as bright—way too bright—light stabbed into his eyes. He repeatedly opened and closed his eyes slowly, allowing them to get used to the light. Then, once he was fully used to the light, he looked around himself to see just where he was.

Danny found himself inside some kind of conical, egg-shaped device. He was restrained with what appeared to be hundreds of wires that were wrapped around his body, binding him to the machine that he was inside of.

Confused and not fully aware of himself yet, Danny tried to upright himself into a sitting position. This proved to be a terrible idea since not even a millisecond later what felt like one hundred thousand volts of pure electricity poured into his body, making him scream bloody murder.

"AAAARRRGGGHHHH!"

Eventually the electricity stopped flowing, which Danny was infinitely grateful for. He then flopped back into his former position, reeling from the aftereffects of the sudden surge, while sucking in huge gulps of air. His skin tingled and hurt very badly while other portions of his body simply ached.

When the pain his body was in fully dulled into where he could actively ignore it, Danny heard a noise in the background. Listening closer, he realized the noise was actually laughter; someone was laughing at his pain.

Danny swiveled his eyes, for he did not dare move his head, towards the area where the laughter was coming from and saw what he assumed to be his captor. The ghost, because Danny seriously doubted it could be anything else, had green skin with a shock of white hair—styled in the standard "Mad Scientist" look—and black sunglasses. The Ghost was wearing what appeared to be a newly ironed white lab-coat and eerie, elbow-length gloves that were stained with an assortment of oils and fluids.

"I suggest that you don't try that again." The white-haired Ghost advised as he floated over to a control panel by Danny's pod. He then leaned forward until his face almost touched the glass separating him from Danny. "I don't want my precious power supply to be damaged, after all."

Danny's eyes narrowed at the ghost, "What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about the fact that I'm going to be using you to power an old invention of mine, boy." The Ghost answered as he flipped a switch, causing green gas began to emerge from a side panel in Danny's pod before it began to fill it.

The instant that Danny took a breath of the gas, he could feel himself getting drowsy. He tried to fight it but he still had to breathe, leading to him taking him more of the gas, which caused him to get even sleepier.

The image of the grinning Ghost was the last thing that his eyes saw.

XXXXXX

(Later—With Sam and Tucker)

After following Sidney's butterfly for twenty minutes, the butterfly suddenly stopped at the top of Peter's Hill. The sun had set a long time ago and the cold of night began to win over the leftover heat of the day. The full moon hung in the sky as it illuminated the landscape in an eerie low light that cut through the darkness.

Some distance from the bottom of the hill was a massive facility that appeared to be double the size of Casper High. The facility itself was composed of one main building, five smaller buildings, and two hangers. Each hanger had an average-sized, lighted runway, though the first runway was empty while the second runway possessed a couple of planes. From this distance, Sam and Tucker could barely make out the movement of guards that patrolled the perimeter.

"Is that where Danny is?" Tucker wondered aloud, his voice cutting through the silence of the night.

"Yes." A familiar nastily voice said from behind the two.

Startled by the sudden, unexpected answer, both teenagers quickly turned to see who had snuck up behind them. Each of them got ready to battle whoever had snuck up behind them, Tucker sliding into his Muy Thai stance while Sam unsheathed her practice sword.

When they fully spun around they scanned the area for the enemy, though what they saw surprised them. Instead of a highly trained assassin like they expected, they saw a plain old cardboard box resting on the ground. It was sitting there as if it it wasn't out of place in the wide empty field.

Sam's grip slackened on her practice sword as she spared a weary glance at Tucker, "Tucker…"

"Yes Sam?" Tucked asked as he lowered his fist and knee.

Sam then loosely pointed her sword at the box, "Did that cardboard box just talk to us?"

"I believe it did Sam."

Earlier this year, either teenager would probably have remarked about the box "talking" to them, but not now. They had been through some unusual things lately so a talking box wasn't that farfetched.

The cardboard box then moved a little bit, causing Sam and Tucker to tense up and re-ready their fighting stances. They relaxed though when a small flipper came out from underneath it. The front of the box was then lifted by said flipper, whereupon Sidney's crouching form was revealed.

Relieved that it was Sidney instead of somebody, or something else, Sam and Tucker let down their guards.

Sidney!" Tucker greeted his friend with a faint grin before he turned his attention to the upturned box. "Why were you hiding underneath that box…?"

Sidney rubbed the back of his head with a flipper, "Well, I couldn't maintain my invisibility for that long… and I found this box lying on the side of the road not far from your school…" He paused so that he could fold up the box and put it away in his fanny pack. "It's amazing how little attention the people I saw on the way here give an ordinary cardboard box."

"Talk about a low-tech disguise…" Tucker muttered.

Sam ignored him, "Sidney, have you found Danny yet?"

"Yes. Those nefarious cats have him inside that main building, over there." Sidney answered as he pointed to the largest of the buildings. Sydney then lowered his head in shame as he continued talking. "Unfortunately, I can't tell you what room he's being held in, the security became too tight for me to slip through."

Sam could see that Sydney was really beating himself up over this so she quickly comforted him, "At least you found at where he was Sidney."

While this was happening, Tucker was busy fiddling with his PDA. His stylus pen was a blur of motion as he rapidly worked on his PDA, a bright green glow illuminating his face.

"Aha!" Tucker's sudden exclamation startled Sidney and Sam, causing them to turn. Tucker was smiling at them, holding up his now-normal, non-glowing PDA. "I got it!"

"What are you talking about, Tucker?" Sam asked.

Instead of answering verbally, Tucker handed over his PDA so Sam could view what was on it. She spared a confused glance at her friend before her eyes began to scroll through what appeared to be a set of blueprints. Sam was confused at why Tucker downloaded some sort of blueprints onto his PDA until she spied the buildings name in the corner of the plans. No, that couldn't be. Tucker didn't even know the name of the facility! "These are the blueprints to Axion Labs."

Those buildings down there were the Axion Labs? Axion Labs was a research facility/factory that mainly focused on developing military aircraft, though its reach did extend into other fields. Fields like stealth, radar, and even weapon's development.

Now, that Sam thought about it, it was rather obvious that facility was the Axion Labs. She had heard about it around town, after all it was a major part of the community, though she had never known exactly where it was before.

However, that wasn't important right now. What was important was a group of armed men had kidnapped Danny and had taken him here. Though their reason may have been unclear to Sam, Tucker, and Sidney they knew that they would have to break into the labs to find Danny.

Sam's eyes hardened with determination before she turned her attention back to Sydney, "Can you point out the area where you got into the building Sidney?"

When Sidney nodded, Tucker bent down before he allowed the paper-manipulating Ghost to look at the blueprints on his PDA. Sidney looked between Axion Labs and the blueprints themselves for a couple of minutes before he nodded to himself.

Sidney then proceeded to open his pouch and a virtual river of paper surged forth into the air. Twisting and turning, the paper collided with itself before it slowly began to take shape. It was a larger version of the blueprints for Axion Labs that was on the PDA but with a single entrance colored a dark grey.

"So…" Panting, Sidney removed a small sharpie from his pouch and uncapped it. He then jumped up onto his map before he made a small mark near the darkened entrance. "This is where I came in…" He then began to draw a line, "And this is where I followed them."

Sidney the proceeded to trace through the corridors of the map, paused a couple of times, and drew a couple of small, big-headed zombie-like things.

"What are those?" Tucker asked as he eyed the drawn zombies on the paper.

Sidney looked up at Tucker's question, "All of the people inside of the lab aren't normal; they have grey skin and green, circuit-like markings all over their bodies… It was rather creepy, watching them move around like that."

"I'll bet." Tucker muttered to himself.

"Do you know where Danny is in the building?" Sam asked she tried to commit the map to memory.

Sidney shook his head in the negative, "I'm sorry, but…even if I stayed hidden underneath the box I would've been caught since the number of guards kept increasing." He drew a multitude of zombies through the hallway he had followed Danny's kidnappers through before he made another line going backwards.

Once Sidney had finished, both Sam and Tucker overlooked his work. It seemed that there were fewer of those zombies near the entrance—besides the patrolling guards—though more of them continued to show up the farther one went into the facility.

So, using this information, it could be assumed that getting into the facility would be easy. However, with all of those zombies, merely getting deep enough into the facility to find out where Danny was would be quite the problem.

Tucker frowned, "Guys… We need a plan."

XXXXXX
(Amity Park—Axion Labs—Room #110)

Within the bowels of Axion Labs, Technus was watching one of the floating screens as it floated above his hand. "So…" Technus muttered to himself as he looked at a small screen, frowning slightly as he watched the three interlopers from one of his spy cameras. "I knew that his friends had begun to manifest powers of their own… but, to completely throw off the effects of those tranquilizers so soon…"

Sighing, Technus waved his hand as the screen flew off to join the others. He then moved over to the array of controls that connected with the Arrancar's containment unit. He fiddled around with the dull-colored buttons and nobs for a few seconds, and then turned around to face the Arrancar's pod. A light gray-colored smoke had begun to pour into the Arrancar's pod and obscured Danny from view.

"Everything is working as expected. However, those friends of his could prove to be quite the little nuisances if they manage to get here…" Technus muttered as he tried to think of a solution to his problems.

Technus' gloved hand then darted over to the side of his control pad before he grabbed hold of a black lever and pulled it down. With his task accomplished, he moved over to the side of the lab as the hum of machinery grew louder and louder. After a bit the tiles in the middle of the room moving aside as something came up from the lower levels.

His machine, now fully upgraded thanks to today's modern technology, slowly emerged from the dark abyss until it fully emerged into the room. Its main body now resembled a large super computer mainframe as its control panel and display screen ready for use. Connected to either side of the main body were the two large glass tubes that were securely fastened with hundreds of strong cables and wires.

The tubes were now filled with a dark-red liquid that almost looked like blood. Finally, sitting on the control panel, were the two golden pyramids that he took great precautions with in securing.

After gently taking the pyramids into his hands Technus pulled a lever on the side of the machine which then caused the lids of the two tubes to fly open. He then placed one pyramid inside each tube and watched them float to the bottom of the liquid, before resealing the tubes.

"Now… what to do about those children?" Technus mused to himself for a moment before sighing heavily. "It would complicate matters if they were to die—who knows if they left a note or such?—but I cannot allow them to interfere!"

Thinking about it, Technus soon had a moment of enlightenment. With his modifications to Axion Labs and all of the Humans under his control, it should be a simple matter to corner those children and then capture them. After their capture, he could always use that memory-manipulator that he had developed for the Humans under his control. Then, after wiping their memories, he could send them off to their regular lives, thinking that their friend had simply run away.

Technus frowned, "Or I could simply get rid of the brats outright and be done with it." The Ghost then paused for a couple of moments before he nodded to himself. "I don't have time for all of the details involved in memory-replacement anyways to many chances of messing with their personalities and then someone would know something is amiss."

Decision made, Technus took the next few moments to contemplate on how he would get rid of the two teenagers. Various scenarios ran through his mind, each more elaborate than the last, but he rejected most as them, as they would require his presence and in some cases a shark tank filled with sharks with lasers on their heads. Eventually though he came up with a solution that didn't need his presence and fulfilled the necessary flare that all his plans required.

"I'll just lead the brats to my newest invention. That is, if they manage to get past the Humans…" Technus mused as he flipped a switch on his control panel.

Technus' machine then slowly powered on, causing the lights to flicker momentarily before they fully illuminated. After a moment the machine shook to life as steam began to pour out from the bottom of the machine's vents.

As the screen came to life, Technus pushed his glasses upwards with a forefinger. "Let the games… begin."

XXXXXX

(Meanwhile—Axion Labs)

From the southern exit of Axion Labs, near the second hanger, came two guards on their standard patrol. Like most of the other guards these two were decked out in the full SWAT gear that hid the green circuitry that covered every member of the facility.

"Patrol the lab…" One of the black-garbed people rumbled slowly as he and the other guard began their rounds.

The other took a step forward, crunching the gravel underneath his feet as he did so, "Capture and destroy… intruders."

The two guards continued on until one of them heard gravel being crushed underfoot around the next corner. Alerted, both guards drew a pair of high tech looking handguns and slowly advanced to the corner. Hands on the trigger, they went to confront whatever had made that noise and eliminate them.

Turning around the corner, the two guards vanished from view. After a couple moments of pure, unnatural silence there were came two flashes of green-colored light followed by the sounds of a struggle, but there was no sounds of gunfire. After a few minutes of silence two figures wearing the guard's uniforms walked out from the corner and made their way to the door.

"So, what's the next part of the plan?"

Tucker removed a keycard from the pocket of his new vest—having found it when disabling the two guards—before he swiped it at the keypad near the door. With a hiss, the door slid open, revealing the brightly-lit hallway beyond.

"We go in, find a room where I can hack into the security cameras, use them to find Danny, rescue him, and kick the buts of anyone that gets in our way." Tucker answered.

Sam looked at him, "So… where are we going to hack in? The control room?"

"No." Tucker said, shaking his head. "The control room would be the first place they would expect for us to go. Not to mention that, according to the blueprints, it's on the other end of the building. No, I think a storage room would be good."

"Why?"

"Well, storage rooms aren't usually that well-monitored unless they contain REALLY important stuff." Tucker responded. "Also, some storage rooms have electrical panels or other such things that I can hack into."

Sam looked at him strangely, "How do you know all of this?"

"Well… the blueprints were really helpful… that's all." Tucker answered.

Further conversation was stalled when the two teenagers saw another two uniformed men walking down the hall. Sweating slightly, both of them made sure to match the slower pace that the guards walked at, hoping that they wouldn't be discovered.

The guards quickly approached Sam and Tucker before the slightly taller of the two began to speak in a slow monotone.

"Intruders? Any problems?" The guard grunted out as he stared at Sam and Tucker. Sam looked at tucker for a few seconds as if asking him what to do before she turned to look at the guards.

"No." Sam grunted in a weak attempt to mimic the guard. "No problem… no intruder."

The guard was silent for a while, making Tucker and Sam sweat underneath their disguises. Eventually the guard spoke up,

"Good. Resume patrol." The guard ordered before he and his companion began to resume their own patrols, the action relieving both teenagers.

Sam and Tucker hadn't gotten very far when the loudspeakers around them, and throughout the entire building, crackled to life. Then, someone with what appeared to be a Russian accent began to speak:

"Testing… testing… is this thing on…? Of course it is on… I adapted the technology, after all…" The voice muttered. There was a brief pause. "Attention all mindless peons under my command, I just wanted to take this moment to thank the one person who brought this all together. The one man, whose unsurpassed intellect and hip fashion sense to do the impossible...ME! But I know that you peons played a small part in helping me complete my hip plans. So why don't you all give yourselves a round of applause?"

The Guards and controlled scientists stopped what they were doing and, very slowly, clapped three times.

"Okay that's enough of that. Now on to the main event!";

With that, the voice stopped talking. Instead a bloodcurdling scream was sent through the loudspeaker, severely shocking and alarming both teenagers. Both of them recognized the voice that scream belonged to.

It belonged to Danny.

Omake: Who is the craziest scientist, the game show!

"Welcome to 'Who is the craziest scientist!', with our host Chash123!"

Stepping out from behind a red velvet curtain was "Chash" Chash123, who was wearing a very dapper-looking blue tuxedo. Chash's hair was slicked back, revealing the small, plastic headset that he was wearing over his right ear.

The crowd roared.

"Thank you all for coming out for tonight's edition of 'Who is the craziest scientist'!" Chash called out, punctuating each word of the game show's name with a punch to the air. "Now, let's meet our three mad contestants!

"Here, straight from the 12th Division of the Soul Society, is our first contestant. He enjoys dangerously gruesome experiments, has created his own child in a tube, and enjoys long walks in the rock gardens. Please give a big welcome to Mayuri Kurotsuchi!"

A light was then fell upon one Mayuri Kurotsuchi, who was standing behind a small podium, which caused him to smile as he waved to the crowd. "I only came here because he promised me access to the Ghost Zone." His grin grew sinister. "I can't wait to begin experimentation."

"Next, we have the Octava Espada and Head of the Arrancar Research Institute, Szayel Aporro Granz!" Chash announced. "He enjoys experimenting on any living or nonliving creature, furthering his own scientific knowledge, and spending time practicing the opera!"

Another light fell, revealing Szayel Aporro Granz to be standing behind a small podium next to Mayuri. Szayel smirked, the light that glinted off his glasses making them appear as white screens. "Why don't you just give up already? I am the perfect being after all."

"Finally, we have the self-proclaimed Master of all Technology; Nicolai Technus! He enjoys taking control and modifying technology, gloating, and practicing the modern lingo!"

"I don't enjoy gloating!" Technus growled out from his podium as light revealed him floating, arms crossed in front of him. "I just like to let me enemies know how out-classed they are. For I am Technus, the hip Master of all Technology!"

Chash ignored him, "And now, our judges!" Lights came down to reveal a table with three shadowed figures. "First, we have Ichigo Kurosaki, Substitute Shinigami of Karakura Town!"

"Why am I here again?" Ichigo muttered to himself as his spotlight came on. He looked up. "… Let's just get this over with already."

"We also have one of two self-proclaimed "Last Quincy"; Uryū Ishida!" Chash announced.

Uryū Ishida turned to Ichigo as his light turned on, "We'll see who is the craziest scientist and then go back home." A thin smile came across his face. "After all, who is to be a better judge than someone who has seen these scientists at work?"

"Hm… I should've eliminated you when I had the chance." Mayuri said thoughtfully. He frowned. "After all, there should be no survivors from my experiments…"

Uryū glared, "I will have my vengeance, Shinigami! Just you wait."

"And finally… we have the Lieutenant of the 10th Division of Soul Society, Yachiru Kusajishi!" Chash announced with a dramatic little wave as the spotlight shone down on the little girl.

"Hi! I'm here cause Kenny couldn't come to play! And…" She held up an enormous cookie. "Slick gave me a cookie!" She took a huge bite. "It's so good!"

"Alright!" Chash called out—drawing everyone's attention to him—as he turned around to face the three scientists. "Now, here is your question: if you were to build a doomsday device, what would it be?"

Technus was the first to speak, "My doomsday device would involve creating a line of super powerful, sleek robots in which would eliminate the Humans! They would control all other machines and then terminate all of those un-hip humans"

"Hm. A doomsday device?" Mayuri said, tapping his forehead with a finger. "But… I have so many… I guess I would simply poison the food supplies of every nation with a modified Superhuman drug. All those that would eat the contaminated food would become a Zombie or fall under the effects of my Superhuman drug."

Szayel thought about it for a moment, "I would invent a machine that simulates a black hole before using it on the earth. That way I could get millions of new souls to study upon."

"… Wha…?" Understandably freaked out, Chash backed a little bit away from the three scientists. He cleared his throat a couple of times. "Well… judges? What are your opinions on the contestants' doomsday devices?" Ichigo jumped onto the judges' table—Zangestu unsheathed—before he pointed it at the three scientists, "You three will stay the hell away from my sisters! If you don't, I'll use Zangestu here to personally destroy each and every one of you sickos!"

"You are all monsters." Uryū said as he manifested his Quincy Bow, joining Ichigo. "And, as a Quincy, I have a responsibility to kill monsters such as you."

Yachiru actually cheered, "Yay~! Zombies" Jumping out of her seat, she began to run around. "I gotta tell Kenny! Kenny likes to fight Zombies!"

"We'll you heard them folks!" Chash announced to the audience as the judges got ready to slay the contestants. "Review and vote on my newest poll to tell us who you think is craziest scientist!"

"Take this, Shinigami!" Uryū shouted as he began firing barrage after barrage of spirit-arrows at Mayuri, who quickly vanished with Shunpo. Frowning, Uryū followed. "You're not getting away this time!"

Chash bowed to the audience. "Thank you and goodnight."

A/N; Author's Note: Whelp. That's it for Chapter 15. Tell me what could be better along with what you guys think of it. Also, me and my delightful Co-Author/Beta Sharkteeth will be taking a brief Hiatus as we update A.I.A. and P.E.C. This revision is to make sentences flow better amongst other things.

Also, I'm sorry that it's taken so long for this chapter to come out. I have had to prepare for the stately BioExpo that I am competing in. Wish me luck you guys, cause I'll need it when I'm presenting my project!