Revenge of the Mutant

by Light Seeker 001

Based off of the game and the book by R.L. Stine. Skipper thought he was done with comics for good especially after being pulled into a comic and forced to fight a super villain, the Masked Mutant. But now the Mutant's back and ready to rule the world. But there's a new villain, and one that even the Mutant fears. And he's hiding something far more evil.

14. Chapter 14

"So, how are the plans going?" the guest said to no one in particular. Frightmare looked over at him and snarled. "Listen, I know fully well that Skippy kid is out there right now pulling a few stunts with his new pal, Molecule Man, but that gives you no excuse to steal everything that I've worked so hard on!" "I didn't steal," the guest replied, drumming his fingers on a nearby table. "I simply lent it to you. All I did was take a few things back for my own plans." "And yet you tell me nothing of them!" A loud booming sound interrupted him. "Sounds like his friend is already here. I'll leave it to you." Frightmare snarled at him and his words. "Fine. I'll do it. But let me tell you something: Frightmare won't take orders from anyone, even if you are who you say you are!" The guest was gone. He was alone. "I hate it when he does that."

"What kind of plan was that?!" I coughed up cold water as I clung onto the surface of an ice island. Molecule Man pulled me out. "We got away okay? Can we just agree with that," I asked. I looked around. "Do you think she...?" A yellow boot floated down the stream. I picked it up, recognizing it as Chinchilla's. "Nope." said Molecule Man. "She's dead." I placed it in my bag. "Why did you put a really ugly boot in there?" I shrugged. "It might come in handy. You never know." He shook his head with a sigh. "Now, how do we get out of here?" I looked around and said, "That door seems out of place." I pointed to said door, a wooden one on the wall. "So, where do you think it leads?" Molecule Man asked. I shook my head. "I don't know." Well, it was the only way out. What choice did we have?

Opening the door, we found ourselves in a kitchen. "What?" I asked. I turned around to face the door...only to find a fridge. "Were we in a kitchen refrigerator this whole time?" "Not my problem," muttered Molecule Man. "And I'm not sticking around to fix that problem. I'm out of here." "WHAT?!" I was flabbergasted! "Why ditch me?!" "Hey, I only agreed to help just to get out of that ice box. But now that I'm free, I don't need you by my side now! The Mutant's your problem! Go play super hero with the League of Good Guys; I'm going after the real menace, Mister Fear. He's mine for tearing me apart!" I slapped him good and hard across his face. "And where do you expect me to find them?" I asked. He sighed, rubbing his red cheek. "Like I said. Not my problem. Why don't you just go get a drink of water and cool down?" He transformed into a cloud of molecules and flew threw the air vent.

I angrily slammed my fists against a table and choked a sob. I hate comics! I hate them! I was an idiot reading the one that brought me to this world! It's like Molecule Man said though, it's my problem. "HOW IS IT MY PROBLEM?!" I shouted to no one. Someone handed me a hankie. "Thanks," I muttered, wiping my eyes. Wait. Who gave me this? I spun around. No one was here. This place was seriously getting on my nerves. I sighed, pocketing the hankie. I walked out of the kitchen, and walked back into the halls of the Mutant's headquarters. That's when I heard fighting coming from one of the floors down the hall.

I rushed towards the sound, and caught sight of the Galloping Gazelle fighting Pinkie Flamingo. The Gazelle kicked the artist in the chest, but he recovered and grabbed the Gazelle's leg when he tried to kick him again. To my horror, he began erasing the leg! The super hero stumbled back and landed on his posterior, now worried as the grinning man approached him with his eraser finger tips. Suddenly, they both turned to face me when I shouted, "Catch, Gazelle!"