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Deleted Chapter 1: Bert Withers.
Crypto navigated the vibrant streets of Santa Modesta with his true form, his presence undetected by the bustling townspeople. The lively town was a picture of mid-century Americana, with the sights and sounds of a seaside getaway. Praxis, the Yautja strategist and Crypto's superior, had advised Crypto to locate Bert Withers, a radio host known for his controversial broadcasts. However, Withers had seemingly vanished, possibly due to the recent incident involving the man Crypto had dealt with the previous night.
Praxis's holographic projection flickered into view beside Crypto, his slender muscular form and bright yellow eyes conveying a mix of frustration and determination. "Alright, Crypto. For the further cause of this invasion, we need to find Bert Withers. However, he has gone into hiding. Perhaps he got wind of what you did to that guy last night, you murderous fool." Crypto, the Yautja hunter on a mission, shrugged off the remark with a mischievous grin. His colossal build and muscular frame adorned with battle scars exuded a menacing presence. "Don't worry, Praxis. I'll track him down." Crypto began his search by gathering intel from the townspeople, relying on his keen senses and stealth to remain undetected. He listened to snippets of conversations, piecing together clues about Bert Withers' whereabouts.
At a local diner, Crypto overheard two men discussing the radio host. "Have you heard about Bert Withers? He hasn't been on the radio for days," one man said, his voice filled with curiosity. "Yeah, I heard he's laying low. Some say he's hiding out in a cabin up in the hills," the other man replied. Crypto's interest was piqued. He knew that finding Bert Withers would be crucial for their mission. With his destination set, Crypto made his way toward the hills, determined to track down the elusive radio host.
As Crypto was talking to Praxis via the holographic communicator, a lone human with tinfoil on his head approached Crypto and the holographic image of Praxis. "Excuse me, are you an alien, are you not?" the man asked, his tone earnest and excited. Crypto rolled his eyes. "How did you guess, monkey?" The strange man clapped his hands in delight and began to sing his praises. "I knew it, I knew it! My prayers have been answered. On behalf of all the nations on Earth, I welcome you, oh friend from another world!"
Crypto, always one for a bit of fun, decided to humor the crackpot scientist. "Jeez, thanks. Means a lot." The man continued, stepping uncomfortably close to Crypto. "You mentioned Bert Withers, right? But I need to ask more questions—" As he reached out, trying to touch Crypto's arm, the large Yautja swiftly shoved him away with a powerful hand, causing the man to stumble back. "Ugh, he touched me," growled Crypto, his voice dripping with menace. The crackpot human, unfazed by the rough treatment, bowed deeply and still treated Crypto like his master. "Oh yes, of course, my apologies, great one. Bert Withers is near the lighthouse, guarded by Majestic. But I know where all the guards are stationed, and there is a chef that goes in there to deliver food."
As they continued their journey, the crackpot repeatedly invaded Crypto's personal space, each time receiving a more forceful shove. "I can help you navigate around the guards, great one! Just follow me," the man insisted, his excitement undeterred by Crypto's evident irritation. Crypto's patience wore thin as the man continued to fawn over him, stepping far too close for comfort. "Monkey, one more grab and it will be your neck!" Crypto warned, his tone deadly serious. Despite the warning, the crackpot couldn't help himself and once again tried to get closer to Crypto. Finally, after the human had shown Crypto the positions of the guards and the route the chef used to deliver food, Crypto decided he had enough.
With a swift strike, Crypto extended his wristblades and dealt with the crackpot in one decisive move. The blades sliced through the air with deadly precision, piercing the man's chest. The crackpot let out a gurgled gasp, his eyes widening in shock before collapsing to the ground, lifeless. Crypto looked down at the fallen human, a smirk playing on his lipless maw. "One less problem to worry about," he muttered, retracting his blades. Praxis's holographic image flickered with approval. "Good. Now use the information to your advantage, Crypto. Infiltrate the lighthouse and find Bert Withers. The success of our mission depends on it." With a nod, Crypto set his sights on the lighthouse, ready to put the gathered intelligence to use. The night was far from over, and the secrets of Santa Modesta were about to be uncovered. The hunt for Bert Withers continued, and Crypto was ready for whatever challenges lay ahead.
Crypto, the large Yautja hunter, moved stealthily through the shadows, approaching the heavily guarded lighthouse base. His mission was clear: find Bert Withers and extract him for interrogation. The information provided by the crackpot human had proven invaluable. With his advanced stealth technology, Crypto slipped past the Majestic guards with ease. His keen senses and experience made him a master of infiltration. As he navigated the base, he detected a faint sound coming from one of the rooms. Following the noise, he found Bert Withers cowering under a desk in his bunker. Crypto cornered Withers, his imposing figure blocking any chance of escape. Withers looked up in terror. "Please don't hurt me, I'll do whatever you say," he pleaded, his voice trembling.
Crypto smirked, grabbing the man by the throat and lifting him into the air effortlessly. "Oh, you can count on it. Now, say goodnight, Crypto," he growled, his voice filled with menace. With a swift move, Crypto darted Withers in the neck, rendering him unconscious. As Crypto prepared to leave with Withers slung over his shoulder, the alarm suddenly blared. "Oh crap," Crypto growled, realizing the situation had just escalated. Majestic agents poured into the room, their weapons drawn. Crypto's instincts took over, and he activated his plasma caster. The room filled with the sound of energy blasts as Crypto expertly eliminated the agents one by one. His combat skills were unparalleled, and within moments, the room was cleared of any threats.
With Withers over his shoulder, Crypto made his escape from the base. He navigated the treacherous terrain, evading more guards and using his advanced technology to remain undetected. The night was filled with danger, but Crypto's determination never wavered. Finally, Crypto reached the safety of his concealed spacecraft. He secured Withers inside and activated the ship's cloaking mechanism. As the vessel ascended into the night sky, Crypto couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. He had successfully captured Bert Withers, and now it was time to extract the crucial information he held.