Here's the next chapter. A little of everybody actually.
The news about Fuyuki's supposed death at the hands of aliens spread quickly. He was an important figure after all.
Momoka's teacup dropped once she heard the news, her hand shaking, her eyes widening. She had just broken up with him, it wasn't that she wanted him dead.
She hadn't ever wanted him to die. Her body became possessed with shaking as she loudly cried and wailed.
I did that! If I had stayed with him, worked things out perhaps he'd still be alive. If he was visiting me instead of the aliens. Momoka's stomach was in knots and with fear.
He had lied to her. Betrayed her trust and used her, but despite it all...Despite everything she still loved her time with Fuyuki, when he would rant to her about his discoveries and hold her hand under shady trees. They were simple moments.
She had loved Fuyuki with every fiber of her being.
"The alien who murdered Fuyuki Hinata," The news reported, "Has been reported to be his pet sergeant Keroro of the Keroro Platoon, a race known as keronians."
Momoka's eyes widened. So Keroro had done it! She should have killed him when she had the chance. She was unaware that Haru was just using Keroro as a scapegoat.
"Momocchi..." Tamama tried to comfort her, to stop her crying. "You didn't even love Fukki anymore." He pointed out. The bruises that Fuyuki had caused him still hurt and he certainly didn't like the guy. Didn't regret Fuyuki's death and didn't trust him.
"I did love him!" Momoka denied in her grief. "I...I was just confused. I desperately was waiting for him to show me that he really loved me, not for his parents but for himself. That he'd choose me over aliens. I was childish. I should have stayed by his side."
She regretted not being with him. But he was gone now and there was nothing she could do about it.
She looked up, coldly. Fuyuki was gone. But his wishes still existed- his desire to invade the universe.
She would be what he wanted. He had desired that they would rule together as evil emperor and empress. And she could still be an evil empress.
And when she got into space, Keron would be the first to go. The thing that had caused him so much harm.
"Paul, get the evil empress outfit out." Momoka ordered. She had been waiting for this moment.
Paul nodded. He was ready.
Tamama sat on the ground listening to his communicator, privately. He had managed to figure out how to fix what Momoka had broken and was desperately waiting for a signal from Keroro that Keroro would be coming for him or that he hadn't killed someone.
But instead he somehow managed to listen into Giroro, Kululu and Keroro's conversation, pressing a quick button on the communicator.
"So back to Keron then?" Giroro asked.
"As soon as possible. We don't want to stay on this planet longer than necessary." Kululu agreed.
"I didn't know I'd ever find you, but I'm glad that we're back together. All together!" Keroro sounded like he had hugged Keroro and Giroro.
Kululu pushed him off. Giroro seemed annoyed. But nobody mentioned Tamama.
The communicator went dead and Tamama's eyes widened. "Is...Is he going to leave me here? Did he forget about me?" He finally realized.
Keroro had been his hero, his idol. He had come to the planet just for Keroro, but Keroro hadn't wanted Tamama to come with him to rescue their friends. Keroro had seen him as less strong than him and was now willing to leave the planet without Tamama, to abandon him.
Tamama started sniffling.
"Are...Are you all right?" The last voice that Tamama expected to console him was Dororo, but Dororo seemed to jump down from the trees. At the topic of being forgotten, he was an expert.
Tamama nodded. "He...He's going to leave the planet without me. Even though I love him."
Dororo made no attempt to kill Tamama, despite him being an alien. Instead he pat the poor boy's shoulder. "Keroro uses people, forgets about them easily. You're one of a million."
"What do I do?" Tamama asked desperately. "I never wanted to be here for life."
Dororo sat down by his side. He looked at Tamama. He looked strong, a martial arts expert like him. "You could help me." He offered, "Be my disciple. You have a pekoponian friend too same as me. We could defend the planet together. And more importantly we could kill the Keroro platoon."
"I loved him. I looked up to him. He was my hero." Tamama sniffled.
"I looked up to him too, once, long ago." Dororo agreed, "But he left me. He didn't feel the same, same as he did to you." Dororo wasn't manipulative by nature but his words held such a solid belief in them that Keroro was evil.
He offered his hand to Tamama, for him to just think about the offer.
And as Tamama looked up at his ex-platoon mate, he felt his hand drift to Dororo's despite what his heart was screaming. He took his hand.
Haru was showing his daughter around his governmental offices. Spouting honeyed words he complimented almost everything that Natsumi did, easily winning her to his side.
"Don't listen to him. He does this with everyone." Aki would always spout words of distrust every two minutes. But Natsumi waved off her mom.
She loved her mother, she really did, but she wanted her dad back in her life. "Who was the one who attempted to kill my prisoner without my permission?" She reminded Aki, "Was it you or Dad?" She remembered Giroro playing with one of Aki's cats. It couldn't be a coincidence.
She tried to shake Giroro out of her head. He...He's probably over me by now. She didn't believe what he had said.
He couldn't love her. He really couldn't. She believed a small bit that even Haru couldn't love her and was using her to just take down the alien that had hurt her brother- Keroro.
"I've assembled a task force to take down the evil sergeant Keroro." Haru smiled, "Is that all right?"
Aki nodded. "I'd want nothing better."
"We're all on the same page here. There's no reason for a political dispute. Both the sword and shield parties want aliens dead." Haru reminded, "So I enlisted a ninja for some help."
Koyuki walked into the door.
Natsumi gasped as she saw Koyuki again.
"I'm not here to kill anyone this time." Koyuki nodded, "And...I'm sorry for almost hurting you, Natsumi."
"This is one of the top ninja from the ninja clan. Have you already met?" Haru asked.
"This is my friend, Koyuki, from school." Natsumi explained. So she'd be working side by side with a ninja.
"I call your team, Summer Snow." Haru was proud of his naming sense.
"Add peach to that!" Momoka slammed open the doors and walked in, in a new black evil empress outfit. "I may not like you, Haru, but I will destroy the alien that hurt Fuyuki. I will get revenge on him." Momoka hissed, "And for that I will work with these girls."
"Momoka Nishizawa..." Natsumi gasped. She had seen her on the news, the heir to the Nishizawa estate.
"I was Fuyuki's girlfriend. I was the closest to him after you abandoned him." Momoka frowned at Natsumi but shook her hand.
Natsumi looked confused. She had never abandoned Fuyuki. But she was happy to be working with someone who had known her brother. "I look forward to hearing how my brother grew up! I hope we can become good friends."
Momoka looked surprised at how nice Natsumi seemed. She gave a small nod.
And they all looked at each other ready to kick some alien butt.
Fuyuki shook as he looked at Angol Mois. Once she managed to pull herself out of her strings, desperately falling flat to the floor and looking up at the boy with her dull eyes he noticed how many bruises she had on her body.
Most likely she had been tortured for helping someone escape, she probably wasn't even allowed to talk anymore, her programming forbidding it, parts of her had been re-engineered and looked new, like fingers were slowly regrowing back a crystallized limp mess.
But he didn't have any pity. Instead he hissed and spat on her. She didn't look surprised.
"Out of all the aliens in the world, you are by far the worst." Fuyuki hissed, "The most frightening of them all. You caused all of this!"
She didn't answer. She just lay on the floor like a broken toy, looking up at him as she did to all pekoponians.
"Don't give me that look!" Fuyuki growled. He pressed himself up against the cold metal. He was frightened of her too, same as all the humans. "You may have helped us grow as a species but you also were going to kill us!"
Angol Mois's eyes shined for a moment, 'Oh, so you researched a bit about me?' She seemed to say.
"I didn't need to research everything. Everybody knows about how you met up with Nostradamus five hundred years ago. Thought you'd make a mystical prophecy or something, or keep us from being sinful, give us a chance to change. But we didn't do any of that!" Fuyuki hissed.
"Instead we prepared. I'm sure some people thought Nostradamus was a loon, sure...But you made a big display. Especially with that cell phone of yours. I'm sure back then people thanked you after all with the technology you displayed scientists managed to invent things like cell phones and computers way earlier than it could be predicted if we didn't have alien influence. And by the 1600's we were preparing for you, catching aliens and trapping them, torturing them to learn more about you and gain their technology." Fuyuki hissed.
That was his world. They had grown so much thanks to Angol Mois's desire to give the Pekoponians some hope. But she hadn't been regarded as a mystic prophecy they had all taken her seriously as a threat.
"You came earlier than predicted. Did you want to get our destruction out of the way so you could continue napping or something?" Fuyuki mocked. "But we were ready for you."
"You may have jump started our interest in aliens, our first real exposure, but we weren't going to let our planet die without a fight. And so our race had a great idea- why not turn the person we had been frightened of for so long that could destroy us with a touch into our greatest asset and weapon?" Fuyuki asked.
"Sure, you didn't respond to torture like the others. You didn't break. But we had learned so much about cell phones thanks to you. It took years to perfect the programming of your phone, to make you into our slave, but now you work for us as our weapon. You are unable to hurt us humans at all. It's against your programming. And so you'll always be stuck here for the rest of time because you dared to try to destroy the human race. Time and time again when we find a threat we wipe it out. You're the same way." Fuyuki mocked.
Even though this was true, he was still frightened. Despite the heavy programming Mois had been through, she still had the power to destroy the planet in a second. She reached up for a moment and Fuyuki jumped back and screamed.
She didn't smile but that was enough. She may have been their prisoner, their weapon, their thing, but they still all were frightened. Because if someday she escaped they'd all be dead.
It was impossible to escape, but it still frightened the weak minded pekoponians.
Wait...Wait...A minute...Fuyuki realized as he was talking. She can't hurt me. It's the biggest thing against her programming. She can't hurt any human. She needs to protect them at all costs! It was her first rule.
And it was also the reason why the humans trusted her to be their biggest weapon against tougher aliens. Nothing could beat an angol. Angol Mois was very valuable to the laboratories, without her there was the risk of getting invade.
Fuyuki grinned. He had an idea on how to get out.
"Bring out your spear." He ordered.
Mois had to follow it. It was an order from a human. She brought out her spear. Fuyuki grabbed it, unable to swing it but pressing the pointy end against Mois's own throat.
He yelled at the door again.
"I have a weapon! And now I have a hostage! If you don't want your precious super weapon to be killed, release me. Trust me, I've killed aliens before!" Fuyuki grinned.
Nobody could afford to not release him.
"You might just be useful yet, angol. Have you ever been a hostage before?" Fuyuki asked.
Angol Mois didn't answer. She hadn't.
But the door swung open for one of the first times and Fuyuki dragged Mois outside.
"I will throw you back into the laboratories and prisons once I get out fully." He hissed. "But for now you're mine."
Mois didn't want to be anyone's. But her mind was blank and she couldn't struggle.
Aki was wandering around desperately looking for clues on Fuyuki's death. She didn't believe Haru at all.
She saw a lot of armed guards rush through the halls. Faster and stronger than them, she pushed past.
"I'll kill her!" She heard her son's yelling.
Fuyuki. She thought to herself. She pushed all of the guards down.
"Hurt my son and you'll die!" She threatened. The guards moved aside and left, they couldn't go against Aki's orders.
She looked at Fuyuki with surprise. "You're...You're alive." She was so relieved. She didn't even take notice of Fuyuki's hostage.
Fuyuki didn't look at his mother with anything but contempt. "You." He hissed, "Did you come here to laugh about my sorry state?" He knew she had abandoned him.
"No. Never! I thought you were dead, Fuyuki. I came as soon as I heard. I...I never want to go through that fear again. I know it's against the law because Haru took you, but please...You're old enough to choose for yourself...Come home with me. I want you." Aki ran over to her son to hug him, "I don't want you to be ever hurt again. I've missed you every waking moment. I love you."
Fuyuki's eyes widened. This was the exact opposite of how he had imagined she'd act. His father had told him his mother had abandoned him and would never want him.
He felt tears run down his face. His mother loved him? Was everything Haru had told him a lie? "M-mom...?" He felt himself let go of Angol Mois to accept his mother's hug. He desperately cried against her.
He had wanted his mother to love him for so long. That was all he wanted. To not be abandoned. To be loved. And now that was happening.
Mois's lucifer spear didn't clatter to the ground. Instead Mois held it as she desperately tried to fight against her programming. She didn't want to be killed by this impulsive pekoponian boy or his hostage.
She tried to move forward, to fight back, but she seemed to glitch out. Her spear slashed at Aki's exposed back from the hug and in moments Aki fell over in a pool of her own blood. Her animals couldn't defend her it had been such a surprise.
Angol Mois's eyes widened. I...I did it? I killed a pekoponian? She looked at her own hands now coated in Aki's blood.
Had they programmed her so much that things were now glitching out? Could she move on her own?
She didn't risk a smile.
"MOM!" Fuyuki screamed as he dropped to her side. "MOM!" He cried.
Mois reached down and pulled him up, her spear to his throat. "You're my hostage now..." She hissed, "Pekoponian boys are valuable right?"
She was getting out of here, at whatever it took.
Fuyuki gulped in fright. He wanted to cry but he was too scared. And as Mois had predicted she was allowed to pass with the hostage of a son of the two most powerful political leaders.
They just let her walk out of there.
I did this...Fuyuki realized. He had been desperate to become freed and away from Angol Mois so he had used her as a hostage. And now his mother who loved him was dead and a deadly force was released on Pekopon.
It was all his fault. He desperately wanted to repent.
They walked a far distance away, police officers trying to stop them but Angol Mois batting them away easily. Eventually everybody steered clear too afraid of Angol Mois. Maybe they were confident they could trap her again.
They stepped into a forest. And eventually Fuyuki's leg got caught in a very terrible rope trap.
"DINNER!" Keroro ran out of a bush. He looked in surprise at Fuyuki and Angol Mois.
Giroro sighed. "That isn't dinner. It's a pekoponian. I better kill him."
"No!" Keroro said quickly.
Sarge...Fuyuki realized. This was so different than he had expected. He had never expected to see Keroro again and find him, but he was no longer in power. Keroro was still looking out for him though.
"Let's take him as our prisoner. He can be my pet." Keroro smiled, grinning.
Fuyuki's stomach dropped as he gulped.
"We need to bring him into the mini base while we figure out how to stop Dororo and rescue Tamama." Keroro offered.
"You could say, how the tables have turned?" Mois giggled. She didn't really understand what was going on but Fuyuki seemed the type to keep alien pets.
Keroro looked at her suspiciously. "Do I know you?"
"I...I think this might sound odd but you were my babysitter on Keron?" Mois frowned, "You forgot?"
Keroro quickly led the way to the base trying not to answer the question. He had forgotten about Mois completely.
Giroro just shrugged. Some things were just way too coincidental.
He didn't know who this other girl was, but hey at least she wasn't a pekoponian.
As soon as Fuyuki stepped into the mini-base which Kululu had managed to make very quickly, a base hiding in a tree that spanned the size of a mansion, a cage dropped from the ceiling and imprisoned Fuyuki and Mois.
"Ku, ku, ku. I don't take kindly to intruders. We don't need a pekoponian spy." Kululu came out into the open, ready to kill Fuyuki.
He brought out a knife.
Mois started shaking. Guess I didn't stop all of my programming. She had managed to shake it off for a second but she still felt a desperate need to protect Pekoponians. She broke the bars.
"Oh crap! It's the angol you were talking about!" Giroro finally identified Mois's species.
Kululu dropped the knife. "Mois?" Was she here to kill him? She was fine? He glanced at Fuyuki in confusion.
"We broke out-" Fuyuki tried to explain he was her prisoner. He doubted aliens would save him, but maybe Mois's programming had kicked in.
"You saved her?" Kululu misinterpreted. "Umm...My apologies for trying to kill you then. Ku, ku, ku. Name's Kululu. You're the brat that locked me up with her, weren't you? With the pink haired dad?"
Fuyuki frowned.
"You've met?" Keroro was surprised. Fuyuki hadn't told him.
Giroro brought a gun out. "You imprisoned Kululu?" He was ready to shoot Fuyuki.
Fuyuki started sweating.
"Nah, he's good." Kululu defended Fuyuki. "If he saved Mois, well...I've forgiven him." He glanced at Mois who was still shaking.
Things were fine.
Keroro smiled. Everything was good then! "Everything good?"
Fuyuki dropped to the ground, shaking himself. Everything was not good. His mother was dead and he was alien's prisoner.
He cried his eyes out.
Eventually Giroro dragged Kululu and Keroro over to some televisions. Fuyuki was still crying in the background.
"I think you should see this. Apparently the world thinks that guy's dead and is blaming you, Keroro." Giroro turned on the television.
Momoka, Natsumi and Koyuki were on television.
"Stupid frog." Natsumi cracked her fingers, "Otherwise known as Keroro. For killing my brother I challenge you! I will find you and kill you."
"You will taste my blade." Koyuki threatened, "Let aliens be warned there's a new group of aliens in town, Peach Summer Snow!"
Momoka nodded. "I won't let anyone live who killed Fuyuki. Who hurt him. You...You are going down."
Keroro gulped. They were out for blood.
Them posing evilly turned off. "I think that was a great group. I for one hope they get a lot of aliens killed. Maybe they'll bring more to my show, for an exclusive interview on the new group tune in at 7..." Mutsumi tried to explain.
Kululu turned the monitor off. "Maybe we should return the pekoponian."
Keroro shook his head. Fuyuki was staying. He wasn't that scared of the three girls.
He had no idea what was in store for him.
Please review! Admittedly I got rid of Aki because she had served her role in the story and there were too many characters to deal with, especially since if I remember correctly, the Garuru Platoon will eventually be in this story.