The stairs led down into a simple hallway, exposing Dr. Zlo to concrete and not much else. Pale, fluorescent lights dotted the ceiling, washing the hallway with its sallow glow. The corridor's end held a sturdy metal door, a symbol of a double helix emblazoned on its side.
"I thought there would be guns?" Cass questioned.Ne/w novel chapters are published at novel35.com
The mouse rolled its eyes and squeaked, gesturing a paw towards the wall as it did. Dr. Zlo opened his inventory and pulled out a metal cube he got back when he still had the disassembler. He tossed it in front of him, watching the walls as the metal bounced away. Hidden panels flush with the concrete opened up, revealing sleek rifles of smooth material.
The guns fired at the metal, turning the cube into a puddle. "It seems the guns are in the wall and react to movement," Dr. Zlo answered. Cass stiffened, doing his best to keep still. Mabel rolled her eyes.
"How do we get past, boss?" Cass asked.
"An excellent question. I think we should use" Dr. Zlo rummaged through his inventory again, moving his hand as if he was searching through a pile of inventions. "This!"
The villainous doctor pulled out his hacking machine. The smartphone-sized device glinted in the light and whirred to life after a quick press of buttons. Dr. Zlo held the device up to where he remembered the guns appearing. "Drat, these walls are stopping my ingenious device from targeting the turrets," Dr. Zlo cursed.
Cass gulped, then readied himself. "I can take a step forward, boss. So you can target the guns."
"Don't be silly, Cass," the doctor scoffed. "Who would make my martinis if you got hurt? No, I have a better idea."
Dr. Zlo turned to his other minion, "Mabel, go find that janitor. I think he would do nicely as our trap catcher."
Mabel smiled demurely at her leader, "You got it, hon."
She came back moments later with the janitor, a rather impressive looking young man for someone who cleaned halls all day, at least in Dr. Zlo's opinion. The blue coveralls, while baggy, did nothing to hide the man's athletic figure, and the windswept brown hair helped complete the look. Dylan felt like this man would look more at home in a boy band or on some sports team. He walked into the area stiffly, Mabel's mind control hard at work keeping him around.
"I-I shouldn't be down here," the janitor started. "T-they told me I should never come down here."
"A first time for everything!" Dr. Zlo answered. "Just like it's my first time using a hostage as a trap checker. It's quite exciting. Mabel, if you'd do the honors?"
"Alright, dear. Walk ahead of Mabel for a second and make sure nothing's going to hurt us."
The janitor stiffened, and Dr. Zlo aimed his hacking device. Once the young man took a few steps forward, the walls opened once again. Dr. Zlo quickly aimed the device at one of the turrets, smiling in glee as he saw the entire system was linked together. It would take a minute to hack into the system, but Dr. Zlo had all the time in the world. After all, his distraction had kept anyone of importance from discovering his true intentions.
"Taste the might of my sound cannon!" shouted the Zlobots.
Waves of sound erupted from the three's instruments, flying up toward Singularity. The chrome villain responded with a barrage of bullets, which all three Zlobots dodged by dancing out of the way. Quartet stood nearby, doing his best to lure Singularity away from his leader.
"F*cking go fight someone else!" John yelled at the hero. "This fight is mine! I'm the one who's going to teach him a lesson!"
"You got some serious problems," Fursation muttered. He kicked again at the copter, striking the stabilizer and sending Singularity into a spiral downward. He crashed into the field goal at the end of the field, shearing off the top and sending it flying. The metal sailed straight at the final group of retreating civilians, and for a second, Psy-ops feared the worst.
Then, one of the teachers crackled with lightning. She pointed at the falling metal and unleashed a blast of electricity so strong it knocked the pole back into the sky and straight into the river. Psy-ops watched as the electricity covered the woman, somehow changing her clothes into a bright red uniform with a double helix symbol pasted on the front. The other teachers followed suit, their various suits and dresses falling away to reveal the same red jumpsuit.
The NPC heroes rushed to the field, the electricity woman jumping up next to Psy-ops. "Thanks to you, we limited casualties to a minimum," she started. "I'm Electri."
"Psy-ops," the hero said, taking the woman's offered hand. "And we were only doing our job."
"Still, it takes courage to face against two villains with a small team like yours. I commend you on lasting this long. But not to worry, the Helixers are now here to help."
"Uh, thanks," Psy-ops replied. He never could get over how arrogant some of the NPC heroes sounded.
Electri turned back to the field, watching over her teammates as they split into groups. One side went after the Zlobots and their minions, while the other dealt with Singularity. The latter villain had already shifted back into a humanoid form, kicking the last bits of dirt from the crash off his body.
"Fine," the chrome villain conceded. "I knew that others would come, which is why I paid good money to get something special."
The villain turned to look at the Zlobots, yelling past the approaching heroes, "You should feel lucky! I got the idea from one of your videos!"
With that announced, Singularity's body shifted, becoming blockier. Just when the man hit 8-bit resolution, the body opened to reveal a gaping chasm. Singularity bent down, grabbing a pile of dirt and shoving it into the maw. His torso chomped down, crushing the material to paste and then molding it. A light ding sounded as the process finished, revealing a moth shaped robot.
Psy-ops stared, confused. There was no way a little thing like that would be such a big deal. And then he saw the moth land on the ground. Straining his eyes, Psy-ops watched as the moth opened a mouth of geared teeth and chomped down on the dirt. In less than a second, the robot had eaten its weight in earth, and Psy-ops could see the body swelling. Suddenly, the body popped in a shower of sparks.
No, not sparks, smaller moths! So many Psy-ops couldn't count them. Immediately, the smaller moths cannibalized the remains of their mother and went to work eating more dirt. In seconds, the creatures grew and swelled, and Psy-ops realized what was going on. This villain had made self-replicating bots, and they multiplied aggressively.
Before the villain could create more, Psy-ops pulled out his strongest explosive and linked it to the villain. With the smooth motion of a baseball player, Psy-ops threw the grenade straight at Singularity. The 8-bit villain saw the object sail towards him and jumped out of the way to avoid it. To his surprise, the object followed, curving in midair to match his jump.
Psy-ops's grenade exploded, sending force and plasma directly at Singularity. The villain's armor quickly evaporated, forcing Singularity to eat the helicopter for armor. But the grenade still burned, so the villain used the missile launcher, then the disassembler. Finally, the grenade stopped, leaving John barely standing.
The same couldn't be said for the field around him. The plasma scorched all the grass in the area and even burned away the layer of topsoil nearby. The force of the blast had sent the closest heroes flying, and the replicating moths crumpled under the assault.
"Nice try," Singularity breathed. "But I ain't about to go down that easy."
With that, the villain grabbed another clump of dirt and went to work making more robots.