"So, did we find out who did it?", Oscar says as he entered the lab where Patelliday was repairing his suit's life support.
"Er, did what, Sir?", the bespectacled fish asked with genuine curiosity.
Oscar facepalmed and let out a long, exasperated sigh. "Did anyone find out who leaked Alex's secret?", this earned a look of understanding as he shook his head.
"Whoever did it must've covered their tracks pretty well, every lead we had was a buss.", Patelliday says as he remembered the general annoyance from Blukic and Driba before they argued for an hours straight. "It all led to dead ends, so whoever's behind this isn't an idiot."
"Nothing can be easy now huh?", Oscar says as he looked at the time on his wrist watch. "As it stands, nothing too bad is happening now. The only things of note is the disappearance of Doctor Viktor and Animo."
"We've narrowed down their location, or at least I think we have. So many problems occurring now for some reason.", Patelliday sighed as they have quite a lot of work to do, not just with two prisoners vanishing either. "Looks like we've got our work cut out for us now."
Oscar just smirked as he turned around. "You can definitely say that again."
"Looks-"
"It's an expression, Patelliday."
A yawn exited Blazemash's mouth as he sat ontop of an elderly bearded redhead man who wears a steampunk armor suit and maroon pants. He seems to wear armor around his arms that appeared to be made of some sort of copper, his body restricted by thick vines. "Say, you're Steam Smythe right? Ain't you one of Ben's villains? What the fuck are you doing over here?"
"If I were to stay in a single area, I wouldn't be bringing back the past now would I?", Steam Smythe looked at him as if he asked one of the most ridiculous question known to man.
"Alright. Now tell me the actual reason."
Smythe didn't say anything at first before letting out a sigh. "Being beaten by a ten year old is very discouraging, now I realized that a teenager is even worse.", he couldn't think of anything more humiliating than seeing a teenager so easily beat him. If anything, his pride was more wounded than his body.
"Well, now you know.", Blazemash comments with a shrug. He taps the Omnitrix emblem embedded into his chest and tapped it, nodding with a smile. "Thanks for letting me try the Omnitrix out on you, worried it was damaged again"
Steam Smythe just snarled at this, he's always found Ben genuinely insufferable but at least he played fair, this one was just flat out mean. "I'd like to go home now, please?"
Blazemash rolls his eyes before leaping off and detransforming, looking down at his jacket and groaning. "Man, and I just got this.", he sighs wiggling his finger through a small hole. He was met with a strong gust of wind that startled him at first until he noticed it was a helicopter. "I feel like I should've heard that, eh whateves."
A well built man stepped out donning sunglasses, he appeared to be balding and had a goatee. He wore a purple button-up underneath a white blazer, white pants and black loafers. "Alex Tennant!", the man says as he took off his glasses. "What a marvelous fight! You're even more impressive in person!"
Alex stared at the man in annoyance, he'd rather just go home after a rough day at school but nope, apparently not. "What do you want?"
"My name is Oliver Thompson, world famous video game producer, and I want to be in business with you, Alex 10nnant.", Oliver could immediately tell that the name Alex 10nant was not his favorite, but he did also notice a bit of intrigue. "We're gonna make you a star of your own video game!"
"Yeah I'm down for that.", Alex says with a nonchalant shrug.
"That does not seem like a good decision.", Steam Smythe stated with a slight side eye, he noticed the killing intent from the blue eyed teen and looked away.
Charmcaster, as usual, sat on Alex's couch but rather watch anything random she actually had a book. Not a spell book, but more like just a regular book you'd find anywhere. "Okay, I can at least read some of this.", she had been trying to teach herself to read English, the spell she used to speak and understand English only applied orally.
"What the fuck am I reading?", Hope mutters as she just grabbed a random book, and now that she can recognize some of the words... she had no idea what she has in her hand.
"Yeah it's a pretty shitty book", Bradley says as he glanced at the book from the kitchen. "Not a fan of the author either."
"What's wrong with the author?"
"It's better if I don't tell you.", Bradley says nervously, which made Charmcaster retract her curiosity. Even then, Alex bursted through the front door with a smile on his face.
"Guess who's getting his own video game!", Alex exclaims as he pointed at himself with both of his thumbs. "This guy."
"Congratulations.", Bradley says with a completely dead expression on his face as he just ate a meat stick.
"Would it be expensive? Just a little curious.", Charmcaster inquired as she sat up.
"It'll be pretty costly when it comes out, but when shit dies down it'll be cheaper.", Alex says as Bradley facepalmed
"That's not how that works."
"What are you- dude that's exactly how it works.", Alex just rolled his eyes. "Whatever man, you're driving me over there, so get your keys shithead.", Alex says pointing at his brother before walking right out the door.
Bradley just sighed as he went towards the staircase. "Fine.", he says as he looked at Charmcaster. "You wanna tag along?"
"Mmm, nah, I got stuff.", Hope says with a shrug.
"That's a first.", at this remark, Hope pouted.
After a very long drive, much longer than both Alex and Bradley had expected. They made it to the building where Oliver was waiting for their arrival, after showing him to the sound stage, a large and windowless room with the further back wall being covered in a blue and white striped screen, with the walls being lined up with cameras.
"Okay, Alex Tennant. Are you ready?", Oliver asked as Alex stepped out of the curtains wearing a blue skintight suit with white balls placed on certain parts of his body.
"So, what type of game is it gonna be? Platform, handheld, or PC? What else, FPS, RPG or an MMO?" Alex asked curious as he now felt extremely itchy with the suit on.
"Heh, dork.", Bradley says with a smirk.
"Oh look who's fucking talking, Mr. I play Craft of War for four hours.", Alex shot back with a playful smirk, in which Bradley nodded in defeat.
"Well, before we can make any game we need to scan your movements into the computer. Your motion capture suit will help with that.", Oliver says as Alex tilted his head. "Meaning whatever your transformations can do, the suit will capture that movement.
"Ahhh. Gotcha.", Alex looked at the Omnitrix, the watch covered by the suit, the moment Alex pressed the activation button he could perfectly see the usual glowing green flow. He scrolled through his aliens and slammed down once he found the icon.
After the brilliant green flash nearly blinded everyone there, Extinction stood there with a shrug. "Y'know I was going for Muscle Bound, but this can work.", he grins as he decided to do a little shadow boxing. As Extinction began his attacks, those at the various computers were tracking his movements.
"And stick to your actual moves, we want to make this as realistic as possible.", Oliver says as Extinction gave a thumbs up as he slammed his tail into the ground without any form of force.
"Have fun making it realistic.", Bradley says as he looked around.
As Extinction through left hook after right book, he heard something hit the ground, his yellow eyes traveling down he saw one of the balls rolling away. With some struggle, he managed to pick it up. "Uhh... one of my balls fell off.", Extinction points to his shoulder.
"That's alright, try another transformation.", Oliver says with a smile as a green flash erupted, Mach Manta standing in his place, who, much like Extinction, wore the same motion capture suit.
"Hmm...", Mach Manta hovered in the air. "Is this good?"
"Besides the horns and arms, we can get a decent scan of this.", Oliver gave a thumbs up as Bradley looked at him. Mach Manta on the other hand was doing flips in the air. "You've become so famous already, but now you'll be famous and RICH!"
Hours had passed from the initial scan, the employees had taken off for the night which left Oliver at one of the consoles. "Did you get em?", said a familiar harsh voice as Oliver turned around.
The screen behind Oliver showed the aliens Alex had used for the scans such as Extinction, Mach Manta, Blazemash, Cold Soar, BassBoost and Trench Monkey. "Oh I got them, Mr. Harangue.", Oliver said without any accent, his hair and goatee had vanished. "Everything you need to destroy him is right there."
"Don't mocap performers get like a script of the game first?", Alex asked as Bradley nodded. "Hmmm... weird."
"And I'm pretty sure the motion capture wouldn't be too good with one of the balls missing.", Bradley states as the entire thing didn't necessarily feel too legitimate. "Say, when are you gonna learn how to drive? Like, seriously."
"When the Plumbers start paying me."
"THEY DON'T PAY YOU?!", Bradley stomped on the break as something slammed down onto the road in front of them. Both of the brothers eyes widened as a large figure stood in front of them, it had a large central body that resembled a sort of insect in a strange way, with four long and thick legs extending from the sides, ending with two prongs sticking out of the front of the legs to mimic talons. It was also red and black in color.
Without another word, Bradley turned the car around and sped off. Alex looked behind them to see the large robotic creature following after them. "I got this.", Alex says as he activated the Omnitrix, quickly scrolling through the aliens.
A green flash erupted from the car as Trench Monkey crawled out. "Make sure you it steady dickhead!", the monkey-like alien exclaimed as Bradley rolled his eyes in annoyance.
Trench Monkey stuck himself onto the roof of the car before he aimed his tails at the robot, unleashing a stream of webbing that hit the robot and covered its large body. However, much to his shock the webs began to melt away. "Okay, that's a problem.
A compartment opened up on its front, showing a silver barrel that began blasting at them. Bradley kept swerving out of the way as Trench Monkey used his webbing to clog the barrel to stop it for a few seconds at least.
"Road work ahead!", Bradley called out as Trench Monkey nodded, transforming into Refracture and looking at the road work. His crystals cycled through every color before streams of energy came from his crystals, forming a hardlight bridge that built as fast as Bradley drove.
"When the fuck could you do this?!"
"Apparently always according to Tetrax!", Refracture said as his one orb-like eye rolled back to look at the robot, he let out an annoyed sigh as the robot persisted in chasing them.
"Ugh, c'mon man! Just one day without any bullshit is all I'm asking!", Refracture yelled out in annoyance as he transformed into Blazemash, his hand splitting in half as he unleashed a powerful blast of fire at the robot. Blazemash ceased this and frowned the moment he saw it was unharmed. "Fine then, how about this!"
Blazemash pulled off seeds from his arms and threw it at the road, the seeds digging into the ground like sand before erupting out as thick plants to wrap around its four legs. "C'mon c'mon c'mon.", he silently prayed as a platform lowered on its underside, a pole with four hoses wrapped around it as it spun, shooting acid at his plants.
"Motherfucker!", Blazemash let out an annoyed snarl as the hoses shot out acid that burned through his plants. "Fuck the speed limit! Pedal to the metal man!"
"You have aliens that can fucking fly, you should be the one getting off it!", Bradley yelled back as the four legged mechanical menace had stopped in its tracks, turning and going away from them.
"Huh?", Blazemash looked over to see the robot had started chasing after another car, which just so happened to be the same model as Bradley's, a 1973 Camaro. "Not very smart aren't you?", Blazemash mockingly said as he stretched his head to the driver side window. "Get your ass out of here, I'll deal with this annoying bastard."
"Don't need to tell me twice!", Bradley said as he applied a bit more pressure to the gas pedal as Blazemash back flipped off the car and transformed into Mach Manta, closing the distance between himself and the robot almost instantly.
The six legged robot began shooting at the Camaro, the couple inside looking panicked as the car tilted a bit to far to the left. Mach Manta flying besides them, playfully waving as he smacked the car back down on its four tires. "Get the fuck outta here, what're you waiting for?!"
The red robot began firing again but was countered by the blast of energy from Mach Manta, using his tail he sent an electrical shock to the torrent sticking out of its head. Firing another energy blast, a mirror suddenly popped out of its face and reflected the energy right back into his head.
Thankfully, Alex survived this but was sent hurdling into the ground, grabbing his head in pain. "Ugh, I hate self reflection.", Mach Manta groaned in both pain and anger as he looked up at the robot, which stared at him for a brief second and walking away.
"Ugh thank god.", Mach Manta let out an exhale as he got up, detransforming and rubbing his head. "I'm gonna need a fuck ton of aspirin later."
"Why did you recall the stalker?! It was winning, it countered his attacks perfectly, we were gonna win! Why did you recall it?!", Harangue angrily spat at his assistant, who had gotten so used to this that he didn't even look bothered by this.
"It mistook an unrelated Camaro as his brothers car. It's automatic control settings just aren't smart enough.", Oliver says with a shrug. "I guess our supplier isn't as reliable as you say he is.", the bald man looked at his employees with a disappointed look.
"Oh he's reliable alright, he gave us the evidence of his identity to begin with. Have a little faith will ya?", Harangue states, waving off his complaints. "And besides, he said there's manual controls, not just an automated control setting."
"What are you implying?"
Harangue had a wide grin on his face. "Simple. Just let me drive."
Alex sat on his couch, tired from the night before with an ice pack strapped to his forehead courtesy from his dear mother. "My head feels like it's gonna fucking split apart.", the Omnitrix wielder groans at the throbbing pain he was currently experiencing.
"Let's see what your biggest fan has to say about that.", Bradley says as he was behind the couch holding the remote, he flipped through the channels before stopping at Channel 12.
["Tonight on The Harangue Nation, exclusive footage of Alex Tennant's latest rampage.", Harangue sat at his usual desk before it flipped to footage of the damage caused the night before. "This carnage is typical of the destruction he leaves everywhere he goes. Well I say it's time to stop him, I've spent fourteen million dollars of my own money to make sure that the menace of Alex Tennant is stopped. I'm calling you o-]
"What kind of News Anchor makes fourteen million dollars in their own salary?", Bradley had shut off the television as he could basically feel anger boiling from his brother.
"Man, and I really wanted that video game.", Alex says with an annoyed expression, he slumped on the couch and let out a groan. "How pathetic do you have to be to have a hate boner for a teenager? I mean c'mon man."
"Maybe he's got nothin better? I mean he does being in the views.", his older brother commented with a yawn. "Now if you don't mind, I need to get my car checked out just in case I got it fucked up last night."
"What a coincidence, I was about to go to on a Mr. Smoothies with Hope.", Alex says with a smug smile.
Bradley looked at him with a confused expression. "I thought you hated smoothies."
Alex shrugged. "They made a line of smoothies based off my aliens, I'm gonna check it out of course.", his older brother looked at him with the most amused and befuddled look before just walking out the door.
Mr. Smoothies, a run of the mill restaurant franchise that quickly gained popularity. In under five years it got multiple locations in several states, Pennsylvania being one of them. It was competing with another good joint called Greasy Burger, which by the name earns a few health code violations but that's another topic.
Ben was someone who recommended it to Alex, to which he just shrugged this off. But here he was, sitting at one of the benches located outside with Hope who happily consumed a 'Gut Grinder Cheesecake Shake'.
Alex on the other hand consumed a 'Drag Racer Energized X-Treme Blueberry'. "This ain't that bad actually.", the Omnitrix Wielder commented to himself with a smile.
Hope nodded her head excitedly in response. "I just wished they made this stuff sooner!"
"You really like sweets don't you?", Alex says with a smile as she looked embarrassed. "I'm not saying it's a bad thing, just making an observation."
"I mean, I've never had anything so... great.", Hope states as she regained an almost childish smile. "I wished I knew about this cake stuff before.", the sorceress says before she consumed the rest of her shake.
Alex just smiled as he looked at his smoothie. "Y'know, Ben was onto something.", the teen says as he rubbed his forehead, still feeling that stinging pain of a neuroshock blast.
"You okay?", was a sudden question Hope asked while looking at him.
"Eh.", Alex had taken a moment to actually think about a response to this as he consumed the smoothie. "I've been thinking a lot honestly, it's crazy how I went from just doing passing heroics during the summer to being known world wide. Don't get me wrong, I don't mind helping others but it just feels like it's coming out of my expense."
Hope was confused by this, tilting her head to emphasize it. "What do you mean?"
"Im struggling in school, struggling to hold a social life outside of the people I already know because I know I'd bail on them to deal with some bargain bin supervillain of the day. Most importantly not being the most... optional boyfriend.", Alex says using his fingers to list them off the top of his head.
"I don't think I can personally relate to that, mainly because I don't really have anyone else besides you guys and my uncle.", Hope started to which Alex just slowly nodded. "Sometimes it hurts yeah, but I join you sometimes so it doesn't really feel like a date was interrupted, y'know?"
Alex just let out a soft laugh at this. "You make a pretty solid point there.", they jumped out of their seats the moment they an explosion, seeing a cloud of dust and fire not too far away. Alex let out a sigh as he saw the familiar red body of The Stalker standing right in front of the dust cloud as bystanders scrambled to get away.
"This hunk of junk again.", Alex comments as Charmcaster looked at him. "Fought it the night before, it's Harangue's recent stunt in trying to kill me.", he says as he selected an alien, within a green flash he transformed into Crash Course. "Try to clear the area, I'll deal with this guy."
"Man, why do you get all the fun?", Charmcaster sighed as she flew up into the air, a blue aura.
"You can join when you're done with that. Easy.", without another word, Crash Course rocketed forwards with enough force to create small prints of his feet. The Stalker blasted at him with some form of bullets that bounced off his skull, with a grin he collided with the main body, sending the red robot skidding back.
His excited grin grew wider and wider as he jumped away from a strike by one of its legs, once he landed on the ground he jumped right back at it. Flipping in mid air, he drop kicked the Stalker with enough force to leave a dent in it.
"Huh?", Crash Course's eyes widened as he felt something grab his tibia. "Ah man.", he sighed before a sudden hit to the tibia sent him hurdling backward. "Right, forgot about that. Let's see if you find this attractive!", he slapped the Omnitrix on his stomach, a green flash erupted and Magnexus flew out.
He pointed his pincer-like hands at The Stalker and sent a magnetic pulse at the robot, he waited for a reaction but just... never got one. "Oh and you're made of a non-magnetizable metal, huh? Which one is it? Tin, Lead, maybe even Titanium?", the Stalker tried grabbing his head with a cable but he flew out the way with a smirk on his face.
"Oh my bad, being made out of any of those metals doesn't make you repulsive.", Magnexus' said as he threw one of the metallic benches of Mr. smoothies at one of its legs, sending it crumbling down and losing its balance.
Before Magnexus' could try anything else his head was grabbed by that cable again and thrown into the side of a car. "Rude.", he slapped the Omnitrix once again and erupted in another green flash, this time he had transformed into Cold Soar.
"I think it's time for you to chill.", Cold Soar hissed before flying into the air, he took a deep breath and unleashed a torrent of cold air. Before the Stalker could attack it suddenly began to slow down, thick layers of ice began to entrap it.
He kept doing this until he needed to stop and catch his breath, coughing out snow as he heard a sizzling. Cold Soar looked in front of him to see a red glow coming from inside the ice. "Oh you gotta be kidding me.", the ice cracked before exploding off the Stalker.
Cold Soar turned intangible to evade this, the chunks of ice harmlessly passing through him as he created claws of ice. Returning to his tangible state, he saw something zoom to him, lodging itself into his chest and releasing a jolt of electricity into him.
The moth-like Alien let out a scream of pain for the next 20 seconds, those seconds felt like minutes with the amount of pain he felt coursing through his body. Once the jolt had ceased, Cold Soar flopped onto the ground groaning, within a red flash Alex laid there with his back to the ground.
The Stalker looked at him for a moment before being met with a blast of pink energy to its side compartment, smoke began to escape the small hole made by the blast. In which The Stalker took that as its cue to make its escape, which it did by making giant leaps away.
Charmcaster landed into the ground with an angered expression, she was tempted to chase after it as she was confident that she'd easily catch up. "Shit.", the sorceress sped over to Alex who just looked up at the sky with a blank expression. "Al-"
"I can fuckin hear colors."
"You had him, why did you leave?", Oliver asked confused, still in the same building with Harangue at a console with two joystick-like objects. "You could've ended him right there."
"I know that, dumbass, but the Stalker got damaged and I need to bring it back for some repairs.", Harangue says as he pointed at a separate screen that had the Stalker, a small part of it glowing. "Besides, every time I fight Tennant, my ratings break records."
Oliver wasn't shocked to say the least but he was annoyed that Harangue prioritized ratings. "The longer you draw this out, the better chance he has to figure out a way to beat the Stalker."
Harangue just let out a laugh. "Oh please, not even Tennant could escape the grasp of Justice. His time runs out tomorrow, it'll be the television event of the century. The end of Alex 10- live, I can see it already."
["More exclusive footage of Alex 10nant on the rampage. Reckless disregard for people, easily the most dangerous man - or should I say kid- in the world.", footage of the fight between Roach King from a while ago, a giant octopus with several eyes being burned alive by Sunburn and the most recent fight with the Stalker"]
"God this guy gives me a migraine.", Hope says as she rubbed her temples.
["Even worse, our kids are emulating him. That's why I put thirty six million dollars of my own money to put a stop to him. Tomorrow night Alex Tennant, eight o' clock PM, Washington Mall. I'm calling you out"]
Alex yawned as he stretched. "Welp, looks like I know what I'm doin tomorrow."
"You're not serious.", Bradley looked at his brother with a shocked expression, Hope even more so. "Why show up on his schedule? Why show up anyways?"
"Because I know he'll be there at eight PM, plus I wanna make those precious thirty six million dollars to waste.", Alex said with the most nonchalant, unbothered expression in the world.
Bradley looked at Alex before looking at Hope, suddenly, a switch flipped in his head. "Will Harangue edits any footage of what you do to make it seem like you're intentionally causing damage right? What if it doesn't have anything to do that?"
"What you're saying is to get some damage control? That's not a bad idea actually.", Alex said as he looked at Hope. "You up for it?"
"If it means he doesn't have any good footage to use? Fuck yeah!", Charmcaster exclaimed as her eyes burned with pink mana.
The theme of the Harangue Nation played as its sole host hurriedly took at seat at his usual desk, tapping the papers he held to be a bit more presentable. The camera man gave a thumbs up, to which Will nodded. "Welcome, America, to a special live edition of the Will Harangue Nation. America, you've seen all week, exclusively on the Will Harangue Nation how dangerous Alex Tennant can be and is. Somebody's got to stand up to danger America."
Harangue pushed himself away from his desk, rolling his chair over to a control console that had a set of joystick-like objects. "And Will Harangue, is that somebody. Alex Tennant's reign of terror ends now!"
At the Washington Mall, Alex rested against a trash can as he consumed the last bits of a bigger he and Hope brought with them on their way there. "We should try the Heart Attack Challenge when we stop by Greasy Burger.", was what Alex commented randomly.
"Absolutely not.", Charmcaster firmly stated as they looked up once they were illuminated by a purple light, the Stalker descended rapidly before crashing against the soil.
The Stalker stood on its lanky legs, two panels popped up and slid to the side showing a red screen that flashed into life, showing off white lines to mimic Will Harangue's face as fire works erupted from behind him. ["Any last words?"]
"You should kill yourself.", Alex started bluntly without, the 'face' contorted into an annoyed expression. "Oh and, clever of you to use those video game scans. Real clever."
Praise? That wasn't something Harangue expected to hear after Alex told him to end himself. "But, you should really triple check next time.", he shoot's him with a sick grin before erupting in a green flash. Harangue didn't need to shield his eyes as almost instantly the Stalker was throttled by a sudden punch from Muscle Bound.
There was an audible grunt as the Stalker quickly regained its balance before sending several missiles at Muscle Bound. He grinned as he simply held his hands up and caught the missiles before throwing it right back at the Stalker.
The face on there changed to shock as it jumped out the way, the missiles flew passed and exploded once coming into contact with a wall made of pure stone. "Huh?!", the Stalker turned to see Harangue's shocked face, the wall seemingly slinked back into the ground.
"Figured you'd edit any footage to make me look bad, so I got my lovely girlfriend here to be on damage control.", Muscle Bound pointed to Charmcaster, who waved at Harangue with a grin on her face.
"I got shit to do later, so I'll make it quick.", Muscle Bound got on into a sprinter stance and transformed into Drag Racer and seemingly vanished. The Stalker tried tracking his heat signature only for Harangue to find the robot being sent hurdling back by a high speed object crashing into it.
Wrecking Ball unrolled and transformed into Aux Cord as the Stalker shot a gooey substance at him, using his jet propulsion he flew into the air before transforming into Sunburn and rocketing towards Harangue. The Stalker in response shot out a foam that was quickly evaporated by the sudden flash of blue flames as a green flash replaced it, Crazy Diamond punched the screen so hard it nearly shattered.
The Stalker attempted to use a sound wave blast from two speakers that suddenly popped out only to be met with another green flash, then nothing. "Shit!", the voice of Harangue cursed the teen as blue electricity pushed from the Stalker.
Weedstalk popped his head from underneath the Stalker before erupting as Extinction, instantaneously growing to full size and uppercutting The Stalker away. "Hey! Take it down a notch!", Hope exclaimed as she was currently multitasking from the amount of unintentional damage he was causing.
"Sorry.", Extinction scratched the back of his head with a sheepish smile. He looked up to see missiles coming from above, Alex shrugged as he allowed the missiles to hit him with full confidence in Extinction's durability. The missiles did indeed hit sure... but so did a Gatling gun of energy blasts.
Extinction let out an annoyed growl as flames erupted from the Stalker. The screen sputtered but he could definitely see Will grinning, with a grin of his own, Extinction slammed his tail against the ground to create a powerful shockwave that sent the Stalker flying back.
["Where'd that come from?!", a long pause was notable as the Stalker began spinning around randomly. ["What?! I don't want that thing rampaging around with my face on it!"]
"Although this is pretty funny, I gotta figure out how to deal with this.", Extinction tapped his chin as Charmcaster flew up and landed on his shoulder.
"Alex, it's a giant machine.", these very few words Hope said made Alex feel like the biggest idiot on the planet.
"Oh yeah! Right!", Extinction slapped the Omnitrix emblem on his chest, within a green flash of light Charmcaster caught herself in mid air. She looked down to see Battery Acid laughing maniacally as he zipped across the ground.
The Stalker still spun out of control, missiles and lasers alike being shot out of every compartment where the weapons were located in. Hope continuously used shields to block and negate the damage.
Battery Acid turned into a bolt of green electricity as he cackled, diving straight into the Stalker, green electricity violently sparked from its main body. "Hah! Nice thirty six million dollars you got here! Real fancy!", suddenly, the Stalker stopped moving completely and fell to the ground.
["What's happening? Are we still on-", Will's voice was heard before being cut off by the Stalker shutting down.
Harangue let out an exasperated sigh from his studio as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "Look on the bright side sir, the ratings were fantastic! And if the police managed to salvage what's left of the robot we could get him to rebuild it.", Oliver said with a smile on his face.
"I guess you're right, it's not beyond repair, just a little banged up.", Harangue started to feel a bit better about this situation. Sure he didn't get too good of footage but he could always try again...
Until he saw two giant blue orbs staring at him from the window, a smile as visible on VastMass' face as he held up the Stalker robot. "This yours?", his booming voice almost shattered the glass as he crushed the small-in comparison robot in his gigantic hand, then just dropped it. A car alarm began blaring shortly after. "Oops.", he flipped him off as Oliver looked at Harangue.
"Is that... your car?"
"I don't want to think about it right now."
["So, at the end of it all, Alex 10nant tried to frame me for the damage at the Washington Mall! That's the way his kind twists the facts.", Harangue's voice layered over what footage he got from the night before.]
"STOP SAYING ALEX 10NANT I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD!", Alex grubbed the couch's arm rest with a angered expression.
"Sorry I couldn't get em all.", Hope says a bit disappointed as she let some strays fly by.
"Eh, you're fine.", Alex says as he yawned. "Honestly you did pretty damn great."
["But I'm not angry about that or the one hundred and seventy million of my own money of my own money that I spent. It's a small price to pay in the pursuit of freedom. But his childish vandalism of my 1970's Cadillac shows what kind of sick and deranged-"]
Bradley shut off the TV with a surprised smile. "Seriously? His car?"
"You're not questioning the fact he spent over a hundred and seventy million? Where the fuck is he getting this money from anyways?", Alex says as he stood up and popped his shoulder. "C'mon Hope, let's go."
"Go where exactly?"
"No where in particular."
Will Harangue walked through a hall, passing by several doors and opened areas as other men in lab coats passed by him. He made it to the end of the hall and knocked on the door in a strange manner, an automatic lock was heard as he opened the door to be greeted with the sight of an empty round table with only one man sitting at the far end.
"You wanted to see me, sir?", Harangue says without any of his confidence before.
"Viktor and I explicitly told you that the Stalker was a work in progress device.", the man says as he looked at Harangue angrily. "You told us you'd use it to kill the boy for us, but rather that you'd prioritize your ratings and reputation over than true Justice."
"Listen, there's still some salvageable parts left( you can-"
"Silence.", The man pointed a sword that suddenly grew in length to point just right at Harangue's Adams Apple. "It's obvious you don't have the drive to see the world freed from his grasp, it's sad truly, I thought you'd be a fine candidate for this. Turns out I was wrong."
"I understand sir but-"
"Do you truly understand? I doubt you really do.", the man looked up at him completely to show his face, showing George with trimmed beard and longer hair. "You don't understand the evils of his kind, you never did care about helping the humans of the world besides yourself. Now get out of my sight."
"Yes, sir.", Harangue turned around as the sword began to contract back to the hilt as he left the room with an angered expression on his face.
/End/