Four Stories Later
Mystery Begins
The moon's glow was slowly eaten by the dark fog of a cloud. A few drops of water fall from the sky, beginning to wage war against the earth once more. Wally stared at the figure who had shot the attacking killer, who's name was apparently Jason. A bead of sweat trickled from Wally's forehead, but it was knocked away by a falling raindrop. He clenches his teeth together and pulls himself upwards, fighting gravity and slight fear. Who knows how many of those darts this kid had left over?
"Wh-Who are you!" Wally demands, forgetting to unclench his teeth and the result of his voice sounding much more dangerous then he had originally wanted.
"There's no need to be alarmed. My name is Jimmy Neutron, I mean you no harm." answers the scientist look-alike, a bead of water from the intensifieing rain falls off the curl in the boys hair.
Wally stared at the boy for another moment, waiting for him to make a move. His hands found themselves forming a fist, even though no prescense of agression or hostility could be sensed. Jimmy simply walked past Wally, and into the house, next to the body of Jason Voorhees.
"Now it's raining, and I'm not strong enough. Could you help me bring him back to my lab? I need to run a few experiments on him... why is he so powerful?" Jimmy asks Wally, barely turning to look at him.
"Eh.. oh, sure.." Wally says, loosening his fist and walking over to help carry the attacker.
The two find themselves infront of a small tool shed in the town park, only a little ways from Wally's house. Often Wally had wondered who used the shed, but never ventured into it himself. The paint was chipped for the most part, and the woods rot could clearly be seen. A broken weathervane could be seen hanging limply on the roof, like it was preparing to suicide dive. The door was hung crookedly, a hinge knocked out. No visible knob was seen on the door at all.
"Eh, how do we get in? Do we just rip the door off?" Wally asks, walking up to the rotting door, placing a hand on an open space at the top.
"No!" Jimmy shouts, yanking Wally's arm down, away from the door.
He pulls a piece of brown hair off the ever-wonderous loop and holds it up to a crack in the filthy window to the side of the shed. A red light zaps through the crack from inside the shed and a mechanical voice declares "DNA code accepted."
"DNA code...?" Wally asks, staring at the door, half-expecting it to open.
Such is not the case. The ground beneath their feet is pulled away, sucked beneath the ground to the side. Jimmy, Wally, and the unconsious body of Jason fall down into the earth. Wally screams at first, but is silenced when he realises he's landed on nothing more then a tube slide. He turns around in time to see the fake earth take it's place again, blending the entrance with the rest of the park. They continue sliding in darkness for another minute, turning through unseen bends and twists. Several times Wally knocked his head against the wall.
At last a circular light could be seen, it was almost blinding from the time spent in darkness. All that could be seen of Jimmy was his curlycue hair, a black silouhette against the approaching light. Then the hair entered the light and disappeared. Wally entered soon after, temporarily blinded. His vision slowly returned and he found himself in a brightly lit room. The room was filled with beakers and bottles, all of which contained strange chemicals of all colors.
Tables contained strange technological gadgets. Helmets, guns, satellites. All sorts of interesting things. In the center of the room was a mechanical circle, twice the size of Wally. The portal was lifted on a platform, and three metal stairs rose into it. The center was hollowed out, so it looked like a giant, metal donut in which you can see the area behind it.
"There will be time for me to give you the grand tour later. For now, could you kindly strap Jason to the table over there? Make sure the locks are nice and tight." Jimmy says, motioning to a metal slate.
Wally grabs the masked figure and drags him over to the table. With a grunt he tosses the heavy killer onto the slab of gray and straps the locks: ankles, knees, arms, elbows and neck. There was no possible way for Jason to break out of this. Jimmy walked over with a strange helmet, which he placed onto Jason's head. Three wires, red, yellow and black, trailed from the top of the helmet and connected to a massive computer which resembled a giant keyboard with an equally enourmous screen to match. Humoriously an average computer mouse was used, Wally chuckled at the thought of Jimmy shoving a giant computer mouse around the room.
"What are you going to do with him?" Wally asks.
Jimmy doesn't turn to answer, instead he continues to work on connecting the helmet to Jason's head, "I want to figure out why he's alive. According to the police data files, he's died at least 9 times. I also would like to know a bit more about him as a person, and what the extent of his abilities are. This device will help me tap into his memories and dreams so I can view them on my computer screen, like movies."
"I see... Guess I'll be leaving then." Wally says, walking towards the slide and trying to find a way to climb up and out.
"Wait, there's another reason I asked you to come here." Jimmy says, this time looking up from his work. He pulls a remote control from his labcoat pocket and pushes a red button. A screen unfolds from the cieling.
The screen shows a chart. Hundreds of names and dates are written on the chart, and the image begins scrolling to show even more. Wally's confused expression asks his question before his mouth can, and Jimmy answers.
"Deaths and the dates of those deaths in the last five years. Look at the increase. There's an unbelievable increase in deaths during the past five years." Jimmy says, he walks over to the large metal donut, "This is an inter-dimensional portal I built to travel between different worlds. While exploring I found a world that humans have known to exist for hundreds of years. I found the Underworld. In the Underworld I also heard rumors, rumors that the people in charge of the Underworld are STEALING the souls of the living before their hourglass is empty. I found a unique radioactive signature on everything in this world affected by the Underworld. All of the names you see have had their souls stolen before their time. Jason also had the signature, I belive they were using him to harvest more souls. I've brought you here because I need your help saving these souls from the Underworld, and preventing them from stealing any more souls."
"What would make you think I'd want to help you?" Wally asks, intentional rudeness spitting from his voice.
Thunder crashed outside, rain could be heard pelting the roof of the lab, trying to break in and steal its secrets.
"I think you will..." Jimmy said, pushing the remote again.
The screen flipped and enlarged on one name: Kooky Sanban, July 9, 2001.