Orchestrated By C.M. Rich (Magnetman)
By Hunter, Cyros
NEAR BERGEN
The Fatalists felt the detonation more than they saw it : riding a
bionic shark is no easy task, even for such a strongman as Lento. Once
they were away enough from Bergen, Lento directed the beast to the
land, through the method of a good punch on the head.
While Riff was calling back the Castle, the remaining Fatalists were
trying to control the overgrown fish from getting away : Wily would
sure like to work on a proof of "unusual robotic activity"...
"I have to say, this was a very good idea, Riff." said Warpman.
"Quite awesome, as well."
"Heh, thanks." replied Riff. "That will give us something
to brag about... Riding a robot shark..."
They disappeared in a beam of light, along with their animal companion.
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SKULL CASTLE--------------------
Things were looking pretty grim right now. The Warriors were waiting
for the Doc’s arrival, under careful guard by several dozen Joes. After
what they just did, it was understandable, but it didn’t mean they
had to enjoy it.
Airman glared at one Joe that kept staring at him, saying, “What?”
before the Joe decided to move somewhere else. Another Joe took his
place and began staring like its predecessor; Airman sighed, thoroughly
annoyed.
Quickman and the rest had a similar experience with the Joes, feeling
their cycloptic eyes on their chassis’s. The scarlet speedster was
getting anxious from the waiting. Surely Wily would have done something
to them by NOW. And there was the fact he didn’t scream blood murder
the moment they came back, which was completely normal. The only way
he would be that calm was if he was VERY angry. There was no mistake
that they were all uneasy as a result.
The tension finally broke when the old doctor himself strolled on in.
His face was twisted into a venomous scowl as he looked over his creations.
He looked upon each one, finally ending with his gaze upon Quickman.
Laughing nervously, the speedster asked rhetorically, “Eh, what’s up
Doc?”
Wily was not amused. With two pairs of Joes flanking him, he approached
the tall robot and stared into his eyes. “Tell me, Quickman… just what
where you thinking when you decided to betray me like this?”
Quick didn’t have a reply to this. Nor did he have time to make one
up as Bass stormed in, fully repaired and buster charged to maximum.
“Bass!?” Wily shouted in surprise. “What are you doing-” The ebony
robot shoved Wily aside forcefully and unleashed his rage on his target;
the blue and yellow form of Flashman.
“DIE.”
Flash heard Quick’s warning a split second too late as plasma filled
his vision.
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