CHAPTER 9

A week later, it was early in the afternoon. With the exception of increased number of robberies happening throughout Tech City, things had been fairly quiet especially with the Chaotix detectives.

At Margaret's house, Margaret was in the kitchen putting away the clean dishes that she had just washed. She glanced behind her and saw Charmy who was sitting at the kitchen table with a screwdriver in his hand. She noticed that he was taking apart a blender and then putting it back together. She sighed heavily, "Why do you keep taking my blender apart and putting it back together?"

His eyes glanced over to her and then had focused back on the blender, "…It keeps me busy."

"That's your third time doing it though."

"…So what?" He spoke in a bitter tone.

When she realized that he wasn't in the best of mood, she wanted to talk to him more. She wanted him to open up to her. "You're not working on any new inventions?"

"Why bother? I have no reason to."

She gave the bee a nervous look. Ever since the incident, she noticed that there was a drastic change in his attitude and it worried her. "…I see." While she continued to put away the dishes, she heard Charmy speak out to her.

"…I'm meeting up with the team tomorrow."

She turned back to the bee with a shocked expression on her face. "Wha? Shadow? And the rest of the Chaotix?"

He made a slow nod, "Yeah. Where the agency used to be."

"Everyone had been apart from each other for weeks. Why the sudden get together?"

The bee shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know. Shadow sent out a text to everyone and said that the meet up was mandatory."

She blinked in disbelief that Shadow had wanted to meet up with everyone especially when it had been so long when everyone had last seen each other. "What could he possibly want to talk about?"

He tightened his grip upon the screwdriver he was holding. "…Who knows."

Later that day, Nack was bolding walking up a fairly big bank. He stood in front of the huge double doors and sighed in frustration. He turned and yelled back at the two figures walking behind him. "Maxcell! Zena! Hurry up!"

The brown male chipmunk and green squirrel rushed over to the impatient purple weasel.

Nack gritted his teeth angrily at the two. "You two are impossible! I hope you two had some kind of sense when you were following around that damn android I built!"

After his comment, Zena had remembered back when she, Maxcell, and Appex had took orders from their previous leader Lance, who they later discovered was a robot built by Nack.

She quietly whispered over to Maxcell, "I'm starting to question who was nicer to us. Lance or Nack?"

"I think the robot had more sympathy than Nack", the chipmunk whispered back with a chuckle.

The two were then silenced by Nack's yelling.

"Shut up! Now listen! We've been doing good with these robberies ever since the Chaotix has been off of our dicks! Let's keep this shit up!"

The two watched as Nack stormed inside of the bank. They went on to follow behind him. When they got inside, they saw Nack standing at the doorway with his mouth hung open while he stared at two other figures standing across from him.

"What's going on?" Maxcell studied the two figures who were standing in front of the bank teller counter pointing strange guns at the woman behind the counter.

One of them was an orange male beaver and other was a male brown monkey. They both appeared to be around their early twenties.

Nack angrily stomped his foot to the floor. "What? I don't believe this! Someone beat us here!"

The beaver nervously looked over to the monkey while he never took the gun away from the frightened woman behind the counter. "What's going on, Damon? Who are they?"

The monkey looked at the group standing in front of them in annoyance. "Who knows and who cares, Razi? All I know is we were here first!"

"What!" Zena shouted in disbelief, "Don't you nerd wingers got a date with Dungeons and Dragons or something?"

"Yeah!" Maxcell added, "You have no business here!"

Damon arched an eyebrow towards them, "You have no room to talk! You filthy street people! We were here first so go rob some other bank!"

"Why don't you go rob some other bank!" Zena shouted back.

"First come first serve, losers!" Razi spat back.

The people who were standing around in the bank were awkwardly listening to them exchanging insults back and forth. They didn't know whether to run and scream or stay put because they were still armed and considered dangerous.

"What!" Nack shouted full of anger.

"With our superior minds and talents, Razi and I will have the entire world eating out of our hands and we won't let people like you get in the way!" Damon pointed his gun at Nack.

Before Nack could move, Maxcell and Zena prepared to fight the two as they drew handguns from their pockets.

They were suddenly stopped when they heard multiple police sirens outside of the building.

A sweat drop appeared on the side of Razi's head, "Oh crap!"

"This isn't good!" Damon saw a man beginning to yell for help. "Oh shut up!" In annoyance, he took the end of his gun and hit him in the side of his head with it, knocking the man out cold to the floor. Afterwards, he turned to Nack, Maxcell, and Zena in anger. "This is all your fault!"

Zena had pointed to herself, "Our fault?"

Razi began to slowly step back towards the back door. "Uh, Damon? We gotta go…now."

As much as Damon wanted to fight the group standing in front of him, he sighed in an agitated tone, "Fine!"

Nack's mouth hung open when he saw them quickly running out the back door, "Wait a minute! Get back here!"

Maxcell and Zena saw Nack running after the two and quickly followed behind. Once they made it outside, they followed Nack until he had cornered Damon and Razi at the end of a narrow alley.

Nack stood in front of them with his fists clenched, "I got your asses!"

"What do you want with us?" Razi asked in a nervous voice.

"It's just money, you greedy weasel. Go on and take it", Damon spoke in a bitter tone.

"I don't want your money." Nack's eyes wandered at the strange guns they had both held. "What kind of guns are those?"

Razi looked down at the gun he held in his hand. "Oh this? These are special laser that have enough juice in them to melt the toughest of material. Steel, metal, titanium…"

Nack placed a finger to his chin in interest, "Where did you get those cool toys?"

"We made them", Razi spoke in a dignified tone.

Damon shrugged his shoulders, "We are geniuses after all."

"Why are a couple of super nerds like you going around robbing banks?" Zena asked.

A smirk appeared on Razi's face, "Because we're evil duh!"

Damon rolled his eyes over at Razi's answer. He crossed his arms, "That and we don't have to worry about those annoying detectives anymore."

"Detectives?" Nack repeated blankly. "You couldn't be talking about those Chaotix fools would you?"

An intrigued look formed on Damon's face, "So we do have something in common…"

"This give me an idea", Nack spoke. "With your intelligence and my amazing leadership, we can turn this city upside down."

Razi arched an eyebrow, "You want us to team up with you and your gang?"

A hesitant appeared on Damon's face, "I don't know. The last time we did a group thing, a motherfucker got himself skinned…literally." He could still remember the gruesome way his friend and ally had died.

"If you work beside me, you'll have so much money and power, you'll be rolling in it." He held out his hand for Damon to shake. "Do we have a deal?"

Damon looked at his hand for awhile before he decided to shake it, "…Deal."

In The Next Chapter…

Tikal: What's wrong with Charmy? He's acting so different…

Shadow: That unfortunate day just…happened…

Ker: What's going to happen to us?

Shadow: We can't let something like this tear us apart. I won't allow it to happen…