Chapter Seven
Kyd Wykkyd stared at the huge screen in front of him which was currently filled with about eighteen different windows, all accessed by See-More who was typing away at the keyboard in front of him.
After they made the heist, they returned back to H.I.V.E. Five headquarters and See-More had immediately gotten started on the "project" that Red X gave them.
Turning on his computer, See-More found that he had an email from Red X that contained a picture of a book and underneath it was text that read "What can you find out about it?"
Taking it as a challenge and the first thing received, See-More had instantly chat-boxed or e-mailed every known villain that could provide him with useful information. Which was why he had about eighteen different windows opened and was replying to every single one of them.
A hand tapped on See-More's shoulder and he turned.
Maybe we should do this later. Kyd Wykkyd signed to his best friend, and made a concerned expression.
See-More only shook his head vigorously. "Nah. I think this is gonna be a good one and I've only just started."
Well, maybe if you take a break then you might do better. Kyd Wykkyd signed. I bet Mammoth made some pancakes or something—let's go eat them.
But See-More only shook his head. "No thanks. You go on ahead—I'm going to keep trying."
Giving up, Kyd Wykkyd sighed and walked out of See-More's room and into the kitchen.
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"Hey, what's up Kyd? That See-More doing stuff again?" Billy Numerous asked while munching on a sandwich.
Kyd Wykkyd shrugged. He's just working on something. What's there to eat?
"You can make yourself a sandwich like Billy, or grab some muffins I made." Mammoth replied, and Kyd Wykkyd reached over and took a muffin from the oven.
Delicious. He looked around. Where's Gizmo?
"Huh? Gizmo?" Billy Numerous shrugged. "Dunno where that little bugger's been."
"He's working on another project of his." Mammoth said.
"He's always working on a project." Billy Numerous said.
"Yup! And that See-More too!" Another commented.
"We should get out and go make a heist. Force 'em outta their rooms!" Another Billy said, raising an arm up.
"I agree to that, Billy!"
"He's only just started." Mammoth objected in Gizmo's defense.
"Eh, that's what they all say, Mammoth! Whaddya gonna do—fall for it again?"
"No, but-"
"Yeesh, you'd usually be all up for this sorta thing. Better him out then blind, right?"
While Mammoth thought about it, a Billy turned to Kyd Wykkyd.
"Whadda 'bout you, Kyd? Gonna get See-More?"
I would, but he'll probably say no. Kyd Wykkyd signed.
"And when have you ever let that stop you?"
Kyd Wykkyd shrugged. I don't, but it seems like he's really into it. You can try if you want to though. The villain was half-hoping that the older man would indeed go into his friend's room and dragged him out, but won't that disappointed when Billy Numerous shook his head.
"Nah, I suppose that you do know him best. And knowing Gizmo, it's probably best we have another person here to watch him."
Mammoth, who had finally finished thinking, spoke. "Knowing the both of them, I suppose it's better that they stay since they wouldn't easily deterred from anything of interest. I doubt we'll be gone long enough for anything major to happen anyway."
"Awesome!" Billy Numerous gave Billy Numerous a high five. "Now let's go steal some cars and money!"
Kyd Wykkyd and Mammoth inwardly groaned. Billy's recent re-obsessions with cars lately had caused him to thieve eighteen automobiles in two days, one of them a police car. Though this wasn't in any way a problem, it certainly was tiring and bothersome since they really had no use for cars.
How about some antiques instead? The youngest villain in the room offered. There's a new artifact at the Downtown Museum.
"That'll be fine." Mammoth said quickly, walking out the door with Kyd Wykkyd following, leaving Billy Numerous no choice but to follow.
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In the darkness of his room, the small genius was concentrating on the machine that he was currently making. The blueprint for it wasn't complete, and he still needed a lot of other parts, but it would all be worth it, he was sure. That was the way with his plans. And he had a clear idea in his head and there was a model next to the bigger thing to test on if he needed it. Usually, he never needed it, but sometimes he did, so it was good for him to keep in case. He was sure that this latest project of his would be great.
Atop a stool, the boy continued to tweak the work in front of him, using tools from his backpack whenever he needed it. The sparks from the drills connecting with his work and the light from the computer screen behind him was enough brightness in the room to work with. And it wasn't as if he always worked in the dark. He used plenty of light most of the time because he actually cared about his eyes. Face it. No eyesight meant that nearly nothing could be accomplished. Well, things could be, but he found that it was far easier to complete things with his eyesight intact. The only reason that he chose to remain in the dark while he was working was because he had figured it would trick the others into thinking he was already asleep so they wouldn't constantly interrupt him with their concerns for his health. And it had worked, for a while. But they caught on quite quickly, of course. They always did. So Mammoth and See-More and Jinx and Kyd Wykkyd and even Billy Numerous knocked on his doors. That much had not changed when Jinx left them, of course. And he would do the same for any of them as well.
He gave a start at the sudden beep from his computer. Giving his work a last look over, he jumped down from the stool and made his way over to his computer, moving the green goggles on his head upwards to rest atop of his head where it usually was except when he was working.
The noise from the computer was an alert, and in noting who it was from, Gizmo clicked it interestedly, wondering just what the sender wanted.
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Kyd scowled. The trip had lasted longer than they had imagined. Yes, they did manage to acquire the museum's newest artifact, but then Billy had landed them into a bigger mess by openly grabbing one of those fancy automobiles straight off the road while they were passing by a racecar contest. They had hurriedly made an escape before the Titans arrived.
Mammoth and Kyd Wykkyd glared plenty at Billy Numerous but Billy was all laughs and excuses. "Don't blame me! Now let's get back to the base!"
Instead of teleporting back, the three villains walked, taking a long route away from the crime scene and changing into more suitable civilian clothes. After that, they split—Mammoth went to buy some food, Billy went to survey some other possible hit sites, and Kyd Wykkyd left to wander where he wanted to go, while holding onto the artifact because he alone could teleport.
And an hour had passed as the young villain walked around alone and undisturbed. He wondered how See-More was doing with his research, and hoped that little progress had been made, but sincerely doubted it, knowing his friend. Of course, thinking of See-More's latest project brought back thoughts of the messenger, Red X. Not for the last time that day, Kyd Wykkyd found himself frowning. Just how had the other villain found out about Trigon's apprentice? No one knew about that. Absolutely no one.
Suddenly, the boy was jolted with a thought. While they had been gone, only See-More and Gizmo had been left. And though it was assumed they would not be gone long, they had indeed been away for a while. Quickly, he composed himself and teleported back to the base to find the information See-More had gathered while he had been away.
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Returning to the base, Kyd Wykkyd discovered that though Mammoth was back already, Billy Numerous had yet to arrive. After putting the newly-stolen artifact in the glass case for storage before they found out where to sell it, Kyd Wykkyd entered See-More's room, curious to examine his friend's progress.
He came into the dark room and stood behind See-More's chair as a dark presence, staring at the screen before him interestedly. It held various windows from all over the world with texts coming in as different languages.
Suddenly speaking, See-More's voice sounded loud in the quiet room that was full of keyboard tapping. "So how was the heist?" Without waiting for an answer, See-More plunged ahead into the conversation. "I've contacted about half my list of people on V1."
Was there any clues? Kyd Wykkyd signed, not wanting to talk.
See-More, whose eye saw all, shook his head partially. "Yeah, there was a couple of things, but we've gotta wait for results since I've got people checking for something that they're sure they know, or should know, but at the same time not, since I never told them the exact details of what I was looking for. But don't worry! Its cool 'cuz I'll be running analysis on everything!"
Kyd Wykkyd gave See-More a supporting glance, and signed, Let me see everything later. I want to check it out too.
"Sure!" See-More said, continuing to tap away at the keyboard as Kyd Wykkyd exited the room.
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A/N: Soo, I'm sorry for not updating in a LONG while... There's proabably no good excuse out there for me to tell you guys. But, I just want to thank you guys out there for sticking to this story. I won't promise quick updates anymore, because it makes me feel bad when I don't update, but I WILL finish this story, so for you readers/reviewers who stick to it until the end, well, I appreciate your support a lot.
Super special thanks to all the reviewers-you're the reminders that tell and motivate me to write more!