Sorry. It's been forever since I did anything with this But on the bright side, I found a fish pun for this chapter! Yay!. Well, here it is at long-last, the rest of the Fishface fic.
"Alright, Xever, get ready to walk." Finally, after weeks of his world being diminished to a tank below the Shredder's throne room, Xever was going to be able to get out. Too bad that he had to rely on a nerd like Baxter Stockman for his dream of the last few weeks to come true. He almost couldn't believe that he was going to walk again, as he carefully stood up on the robotic legs. Here he was, standing on his own two legs! Well, sort of. It was close enough. He tried to take a few steps, and was met with more joy than he'd ever felt as his robotic legs took a step forward. And then; everything fell apart. The legs started going haywire! They ran everywhere, dragging his body along for the ride. When he finally stopped moving, the legs were kicking him in the face. Stupid Baxter! He got them all wrong!
"Fix these, or I will bite your head off!" he yelled as he tried to ward off the attacking feet. And he could, too. After that time biting Dogpound, as the turtles apparently now called Bradford, Xever had realized that his jaws were strong. While the turtle Leonardo's katanas could barely scratch Dogpound's skin, Xever's teeth had gone right in, and stuck for a while. It wouldn't be very hard, biting through the neck of someone as scrawny as Baxter Stockman.
And, as a bonus, according to Baxter he had been mutated with a venomous fish. Dogpound had found that out before, though. He had almost died from Xever's venom when he bit him. Good thing that Shredder had found him, otherwise he might have died right then and there.
He mentally sighed in relief as the legs turned off. Then Master Shredder came in and started threatening Baxter, but Xever hardly listened. He was thinking about how much he wanted those legs to work. Then he could get out of here…
"Alright, Xever. I've tweaked the controls a little, and it should be working now".
"They had better" he threatened. Then he stood carefully up for the hundredth time that day. At first, the legs seemed to be working, he was able to walk in a square around the throne room. But, like all the times before, the legs suddenly grew a mind of their own, and ran all over the place. Xever could hear Bradford's howling laughter coming from behind him. "I could watch this forever!" he said through his laughter.
Xever grimaced, from where he was dragging behind the robotic legs. "Go. Chase. A mailman!" he yelled in-between hits on the floor. He needed to hit Bradford, or should he say Dogpound, where it hurt, and mutation was defiantly a nerve. Especially with Dogpound, there were so many insults that could be thrown at him. But he must not have heard, because he kept on laughing, until he was interrupted by Karai's entrance, as she slammed some metal-looking man onto the counter. "I've seen the robots up close. They call themselves the Kraang." Xever stopped listening after that, he had been so close this time! That idiotic Baxter couldn't do anything right.
"This exactly the sort of neuro-interface that I've been trying to develop!" Xever's interest peaked, that sounded something like progress. Maybe he'd still be walking yet.
Finally, the legs were done. Stinkman….er, Stockman, had finally had the Purple Dragons steal enough of this Kraang stuff that the legs now moved the way that Xever wanted them to. Standing carefully up, he stomped one of them, and tried them out, doing a kicking move that he used to do often as a human, but with a twist. It worked perfectly; maybe even better than when he was human, because instead of having to work on twisting his hips the right way, his legs could just go right was strange, but deadly affective. He smiled an evil smile to himself. Now I can finally get some payback from those turtles that did this to me. "What has two robotic legs, and loves to stomp turtles?" He didn't even bother waiting for an answer. "This guy!" he exclaimed, pointing both thumbs at himself. He waited back in the shadows, waiting for the turtles to show, which he was sure that they would. Right on cue, he heard Leonardo doing his "heroic" voice.
"Baxter Stockman, whatever you're up to with those robotic parts, it ends now!" Xever couldn't wait to show them what he was working on. He smirked from his place from the shadows, ready to make his dramatic entrance."You want to know what I'm working on? Where here it is!" Then he snapped his fingers, the signal. Xever jumped from the shadows, doing some flips on the way, before landing right in front of the turtles. He looked at them with an evil smile, expecting them to be afraid of his return. He was a little disappointed as they all burst out laughing. "Look, sushi that delivers itself!" Were they insulting him? Xever scowled, and showed them just what his new legs could do, by kicking cart up and into the wall on the other side of the room. He looked at them, expecting them to now realize what a threat he was. He gave a satisfied smirk as he saw a trace of fear on their faces. "Man, Fishface is a little sensitive!"
"You're calling him Fishface?" asked Leonardo, clearly amused.
"Well, it was that or robocarp." Fishface? Robocarp?! Had they completely forgotten that he was Xever? That couldn't stand. Embarrassing name or not, the newly christened Fishface would show them. The turtles had better watch out, because this dangerous (not to mention ticked off) fish was released from his tank, and had a thirst for vengeance.
Yeah, yeah. I know this sucked. But I got lazy. R&R but don't kill me!