Chương 11: Chapter - 11
Deep in the vastness of space. A single ship, carrying a single warrior. A giant of a woman, who has a reputation based in her strength and ferocity in battle. Which makes what happened next all the more embarrassing. Her ship was struck by a rouge asteroid. The damage so extensive, Warmonga entered the escape pod and was flung to the closest habitable planet.
Her pod hits the ground, it's night and it's raining. Warmonga activates her distress beacon, only to be annoyed to find it's not working. A quick examination showed there was nothing wrong, it was just being jammed.
She muttered, "I'm impressed that there is something on this mudball that can actually match my tech. Let's see you counter this." She pulled out a radar gun, it would help her track the signal jammer, and then she could smash it.
Sure, she could simply take the beacon out of the jammer's range but was hardly the warrior's way. Besides the jammer wasn't far, about 200 meters from her location. Warmonga quickly followed the signal, she soon found herself at a building, or more specifically the loading dock. The doors were sealed, but she wasn't going to let that stop her. Grabbing the handles, she began to pull. She struggled at first, the doors were proving to be an interesting challenge, but soon it slid open.
'Glad those doors gave way; it would have been annoying to go through the wall. I can save that for my way out.' Warmonga thought, before giving a boisterous out loud laugh. The radar gun started to beep indiscriminately indicating that the signal jammer was very close.
Observing her immediate surroundings, Warmonga suspected she was in some kind of kitchen. She was about to start destroying things at random, but she started to hear music from the next room.
'That must be this dwelling's inhabitants, I can force them to tell me where the jammer is. Then after that I can have fun breaking everything else.'
She entered the next room, standing up straight so that they could see her imposing figure. Only, when she entered, she didn't see any lifeforms, just brightly colored robotic entertainers. It became quickly apparent that this place was some sort of establishment for entertainment.
She just wanted to start wrecking things. Suddenly Warmonga's warrior instinct was sensing trouble. Without warning a burning pain was felt in her leg, and she reflexively dropped to one knee. In the same instance she immediately swung her arm, striking her assailant.
Warmonga expected her attacker to go flying through several walls, but instead they only slid a few meters. The numbing sensation in her arm told her that she just struck something that was both heavy and durable. As she stood up, her attacker began to laugh. Then he took a stick and stamped the floor twice.
A piece of the floor opened up, about ten meters from her spot. Then four grotesque machines were raised up. They looked like withered versions of some of the other machines. That was when Warmonga noticed, all the colorful robots from earlier were all gone.
The four nightmares began to charge at her. Warmonga reached for her weapon, no matter the odds, she was determined to emerge victorious. But her hand found nothing, her weapon was missing! In a split second her eyes darted to the one from earlier. He stood there, holding out her weapon like a trophy.
When no time to spare, she changed her strategy. She would fight with no weapon, only her fists. She tried to build momentum by charging at the nightmares. However, they had proven to tenacious to overpower bare-handed. If she had a weapon, then Warmonga could've taken them out with ease.
Despite her best efforts, the fight ended with Warmonga's limbs broken and torn. She was laying on her back. The Nightmares closing in intent on finishing her off. Suddenly, a ball of light drove them off, forcing them back down the hole the came out off.
Her would be savior was also the one who responsible for this outcome. After he approached and placed something on her head. Then he said, "You are very lucky that you are pretty." Then a burning sensation could be felt on her forehead, and then everything faded to black.
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The Happy Man was finishing up the clean-up of his latest acquisition. Dismantling the crashed pod and distress beacon turned out to be a prudent decision. Not five minutes after everything was cleared out, there was several government types searching the area. As long as they didn't try to force their way in here, then H.M. wasn't going to pay them anymore attention then needed.
The other animatronics were gathered around, waiting to hear the result of Foxy's procedure.
"Good news first, the procedure was a complete success." As those words were heard the others were showing signs of relief and excitement. Then H.M. continued, "Bad news, is that the procedure consumed two-thirds of the material collected, now that one that was just collected might be enough for another procedure, emphasis on might, but a lot more harvesting will be needed for everyone else. So, please have patience."
The others' mood was slightly tempered by the second half, but the fact that the procedure worked was enough for now. They dispersed, each wondering when it would be their turn.
The Happy Man understood their excitement. A procedure that would give them the ability to smell, taste, touch, and actually eat food, not out of necessity but for fun, especially after so long, was exciting. Now comes the hard part, it would be one thing if the material could be made from any human, but alas the material could only be synthesized from female tissue.
So, he has to collect either people nobody would miss or at least when nobody suspects it of being anything other someone running away. He checked his drones, for anything available tonight. One caught his attention, Dr. Ann Possible was working the night shift of her hospital.
'Interesting, this is not something she normally does, especially since this appears to have been done last minute.'
Records indicated that Ann was covering for a fellow doctor. H.M. began to make the necessary preparations, it is a little last minute, but Kim is still sniffing around, and even has gone so far as to ask others for help. This time however, instead of discouraging her, he planned on making her more obsessive. After all, she had plenty of female associates in which he could harvest from.
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Kim and Ron were approaching the secret ninja academy. With Ron's help they were expecting them, and willing to meet. While Kim was positive this was the right move, and while she had assisted them before, it didn't automatically mean they would help no questions asked. The doors open and Yuri came to greet them.
Yuri spoke first saying, "Greetings, Possible-San and Stoppable-San." Kim and Ron returned the greeting and were escorted inside. After tea was served, Kim talked about the problem she was having. Yuri quietly listened, not saying anything till the end.
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Kim and Ron were on a flight back home. The meeting had gone better then Kim had hope. Yuri had helped her figure out the best method to find the answers she seeks. Since her goal was an investigation then a crowd would be ideal for cover. That led them to decide that the upcoming concert would be the best time. As an added cherry, Yuri decided to help out.
Kim's communicator began to ring, she answered expecting Wade to have a new mission. She was surprised to find her father on the other end. The look on his face told her this was not good. Kim said, "Dad? What's the problem? You look like something horrible just happened." Her father asked, "Where are you right now?' Kim answered, "We're on our way home, we should be back in about forty minutes. Dad, what happened?"
Kim's father let out a sigh and said, "There was an incident at the hospitable... Your mother is missing." Kim's world was threatening to spiral, a single fact was keeping her from going over the edge. Kim asked, "You said she was missing, so, they haven't found her body, right?"
Kim's father nodded, and said, "Yes, your friend Wade is trying to pull whatever he can to find her. The police told me there was a small explosion in the room she was in. the damage was light and there was no sign of her. Apparently, the blast was just big enough to blow a hole in the wall." Finding her mother was about to be her new priority, Freddy's could wait as far as Kim was concerned. Kim was going to find her mother.
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Wade was fervently typing on his keyboard. He believes he had a breakthrough. While he couldn't break the encryption and show the culprit, he could however follow the path they took.
He was successfully following the trail across Middleton, and then he hit a dead end. Wade managed to track them until they got near Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. Then he encountered a cyberspace dead zone.
It wasn't surprising, the security system there was either analog or closed circuit. No way to remote hack it. Good news was because of that they might be able to identify the culprit. He would just need access to the cameras.
Wade began to contact Kim in order to relay the information. She wouldn't be happy about the delay, but the fact that they had a lead would keep her focus.
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Warmonga's eyes shot open. The room she was in was small, clearly not meant for someone of her size. She smiled because that would mean it wasn't built for someone of her strength.
She immediately reached for the door, intending to rip it from its frame. Only she couldn't, whenever she was a few inches away, her arms would freeze. In fact, any time she tried to break anything her body would freeze.
As she knelt down to inspect the mirror, just to see if there was anything on her to explain her inability to act. What she saw made her blood boil. She had a collar around her neck like she was some kind of pet. She wanted nothing more to rip it apart. But just like everything else, she was unable to.
Then Warmonga heard the distinct sound of a door being slammed shut. Then she heard voices. The first one said, "Well, that was the last one, thanks again for the help."
The second one responded saying, "No problem, but you did grab a lot, aren't you concerned that they might trace them back here?" The first responded, "Thanks to the upgrades I secured from are new alien guest, any curious party would come only to ask about Dr. Possible."
"I also double checked the police bandwidth the only concern they have right now is the abduction of Dr. Possible and the sudden mass breakout of several dozen high threat prisoners has their full attention. And yes, four different women suddenly running away would raise eyebrows, it will be months or even years, if ever, before anyone suspects anything."
Then the conversation begins to steer towards her. With the second asking, "Oh, that reminds me, the alien, how is it going with her?" The first responded, "Interesting to say the least. The machine wasn't built with someone her size in mind. So, I honestly don't know how long before her new body will reshape itself to the appropriate size. When it does, she is sure to awaken immediately. Until then I have the others to tend to. Oh, before I forget, with the recent collection, plus the alien, we have enough for Mangle, Bonnie, and Chica to undergo the procedure. You're next after them."
The second said, "I'm sure I won't have to wait too long at the rate you're going. I'll let the others know. By the way, who are those four we just brought in?" The first answered, "If you want their names they're; Bonnie Rockwaller, Amelia, Tara, and a Zita Flores. Don't ask me about Amelia or Tara's last name I didn't bother to find out, that being said, Ms. Rockwaller did have two older sisters that could be worth collecting later, but for now any future harvests will have to be done with people who are from out of town."
There was no response, so, Warmonga assumed the second one nodded. Then footsteps could be heard walking away. Warmonga began to examine herself, the way they talked, they did something to her, and it wasn't just finding a way to restrain her. No, her instincts told her it was something more serious. Beyond the lack of clothing there was no sign that they did anything to her. As much as it pained her to do so, she decided she would half to wait until the next time someone came by. Since it was likely that she wouldn't be able to threaten them, she would have to rely on her cunning.
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