Yes, I did post this picture in IMAGE MANIPS #5 but I think there should be some kind of twist in which Rufio is actually Tarvos from another other universe or something whom plays the role as a superhero, but then suffers a painful death from a supervillain. SUPPOSEDLY VRISKA AS THE PIRATE?
@Resf: Now that you've posted here, you can never escape.
@kaotic: I loved your fic.
@frostedWarlock: Dat Plush Rump.
@Flamecannon: Nice, Dapper Gentleman shall find a place in the TrollCops AU. I guarantee that.
@Kayak: Hello there Mr. Pupa....@_@... I'm still amazed we've turned Tavros into something so malevolent.
The troll known as the Marquise Spinneret of the Mindfang Pirates slowly opened her eye and looked around the room she found herself in.
It was bright and sterile. A hospital room? No, there was something different about this room.
She tried to sit up, but found herself unable to prop herself up. Something was wrong with her left side.
She laid back down and reached over to see why her left arm wasn't....there....Vriska felt her face and found a bandage over her left eye. Most of her left side was covered in bandages and ached.
She looked around to find someone to help her, but the only person here was some boy curled up in a chair next to her bed.
Wait a fucking moment, that was Egbertman...no, he had his hood down...it looked like that guy who worked at the University that she'd see help the APD occasionally when it needed expert advice on something.
She glared at him and tried to speak, nothing came out but a weak squeak. But apparently that was enough for the man to wake up.
"You're awake! Good, do you need anything Vriska?"
She mimed drinking something, he nodded and left the room quickly.
She looked around the room. Definitely not a hospital room, the hall outside the door was different. So where was she?
After a couple of minutes, Egbertman returned with a glass of water. He propped her up in her bed and handed her the glass. Thank gog she was right handed, otherwise this would have gotten awkward. Vriska took a drink and washed the gunk from Alternia Bay out her throat.
"Where am I?"
"Uh, I really can't tell you that considering this place is supposed to be secret and all that."
Vriska cocked her only available eyebrow at him. Secret, huh? There were only so many groups with secret bases in even this city. If Egbertman was here, it narrowed down that list considerably.
"How long w8s I out?"
"About three days-"
Vriska spat out the water she was drinking to speak again and stared at Egbertman in terror.
Vriska started to tear at the wires and cords that linked her to the various bits of equipment that monitored her health. Egbertman tried to calm her down as a soft alarm sounded in the room.
"Vriska! Vriska! Calm down!"
"I c8n't I c8n't I c8n't-" Cerulean tears poured from her right eye, her left one just stung horribly.
A troll woman bolted into the room, "What Is Going On Here John? Why Were We Not Alerted That Vriska Had Woken Up?"
John His name is John turned to look at...oh gog not her.
Vriska froze as she realized who the troll trying to get her to lay back down while she checked the bandages was.
"Hello Vriska. It Has Been A While Since We Met Face-To-Face Like This."
"Ten ye8rs...I knew you worked at the APD Headquarters as a Medical Liaison...but I could never 8ring myself to say hello..."
"To Be Honest, I Would Not Have Wanted A Visit From You. I Knew What You Were Up To."
Vriska looked away from the troll she once loved in shame. You ruin everything for yourself, you worthless 8road.
Vriska looked up at Kanaya again, "Wh8t happened to me?"
"According To Egbertman, You Were Caught In The Explosive Blast Of A Cueball And The Resulting Force Threw You Into The Waters Of Alternia Bay Where You Would Have Drowned If It Was Not For The Foolish Actions Of This Hero."
"Wh8t do you mean?"
"He Was The One Who Convinced Myself And Some Others-"
Those people Vriska could barely remember arguing while she was semi-unconcious, that was John defending her from a quick execution?
"-To Treat Your Wounds And See If We Could Find Other Ways To Help You."
Kanaya walked over to some counters and pulled up a tray. She brought it over to Vriska, inside it she say her engagement enslavement ring and wedding ring.
"We Agreed To Do So Due To This Artifact We Found On Your Former Left Hand. A Mind-Slaving Ring. We Now Know What Tavros Did To You. So We Could Not Bring Ourselves To Say No."
John grimaced angrily as Kanaya talked about the ring.
Vriska started to hyperventilate as Kanaya told her about the ring and its effects. She remembered. She remembered what Tavros did to her and how that infernal thing forced her to love him for it and to agree to everything.
Vriska batted the tray out of Kanaya's hands, sending the rings clattering away.
"Was John telling the truth when he s8id I w8s out for three d8ys?"
"Yes, But What Does Th-"
"L8t me go! I need to g8t 8ack to Nitr8m M8nor!"
Vriska started to scream this repeatedly in terror as John and Kanaya tried to restrain her.
"What's so important there Vriska? Why do you need to get there so badly?"
Vriska paused and stared at John, the man who was looking at her with so much concern in his eyes.
"8ecause if I don't return, he'll kill our 8a8y."
John and Kanaya froze and stared at Vriska.
"A Child? You And Tavros Nitram Have A Child?"
"A-a8out two ye8rs..."
"He'd murder his own child if you didn't return?"
Vriska looked into John's eyes and saw the pure righteous rage that burned within them and she nodded. He looked at Kanaya and she turned to meet his gaze.
"Tighten her bandages so she can travel. I'm going to help her save her child."
"DAMMIT KANAYA! THERE'S A CHILD IN DANGER, THIS IS NOT A FUCKING TIME TO ARGUE WITH ME!"
Kanaya stepped back from the suddenly very serious and very angry superhero. She'd never seen him like this before. He was shaking with rage. He pointed at Vriska.
"Patch her up, I'm going to get another hammer and then we're going to leave the base."
"But What About Rose And Dave?"
John paused at the doorway and looked over his shoulder, "Let me worry about my sister and those smug pricks."
He stalked out of sight, leaving Kanaya and Vriska alone.
"Wh8t's going on?"
Kanaya smiled knowingly and just settled with patting her former lover on her right shoulder.
"John Is Just Being The Man I Have Always Known Him To Be."
Vriska didn't like the blindfold, but she calmed down when John said it was a safety precaution forced upon him by Rose. Secret location and all that bullshit. But after what felt like a minute of flying through tightly constricted areas, John removed the blindfold so Vriska could look over the city.
"8eautiful isn't it?"
"Wh8t are you talking a8out?"
John sputtered and blushed, "The city...I was talking about the city..."
Vriska would have smiled, but she was too concerned about someone else.
For the first time in her life, Vriska was truly concerned about someone other than herself.
She looked down and watched what must have been the upper reaches of The Settlements and The Narrows pass underneath them far below. Nitram Manor wasn't far away. She looked north and could just barely make out the infernal place perched upon the cliff that gave it an incredible view of the city.
It was lit up and looked like it was expecting company.
Mr. Pupa knew something had happened and he had made plans.
"There's going to 8e a fight..."
They landed on the upper back porch that led to Vriska and Tavros' suite. There was no one outside.
Odd, usually the Manor grounds were crawling with Nitram's 'personal guards'. Something was wrong.
Vriska opened the door and she and John entered her bedroom. It was dark and quiet.
No one was there.
She started to hyperventilate, but John reassuringly placed a hand upon her shoulder and squeezed it very slightly. She turned and looked into his eyes. So caring.
They walked through the suite and opened the door that led into the room where the young Mrs. Nitram slept and played.
Vriska closed her eye as she opened the door and walked in.
Vriska burst into tears as she ran up to her little girl and embraced her.
"My 8a8y! You're alright!"
The little girl with large horns looked up at her mother and started to tear up.
"mOMMY HURT? wH8T HAPPEN TO MOMMY?"
Vriska carried her girl over to John, "Nothing happened Portia, nothing at all. In fact, Mommy has never felt 8etter..."
The girl hugged her mother tightly, causing her to grimace when the girl touched the areas where she was burned from the blast. Vriska looked at John and smiled, he smiled back at her and wiped away a tear. Was he crying for me?
"Is that everything?"
"No, I w8nt to give you and your group something. Some of Pupa's Artifacts."
John's eyes widened and he smiled grimly. He nodded and retrieved his hammer as he followed Vriska through the quiet mansion.
Something is wrong you idiot!
Vriska shook her head to knock the thoughts from her head. Of course it was too easy. Tavros had planned something, better to cause shit on his turf than allow him to chase her down.
There was no escape from his wrath. At least this way Vriska could inflict some wrath of her own.
She, her daughter and John reached a hatch that she opened easily. They got onto the elevator and it traveled down into the earth.
John was nervous, but he tried to hide it. He looked over at Vriska's daughter who was eyeing him nervously.
"What's your name?"
The girl buried herself in her mother's hair. Vriska sighed and looked over at John.
"Her n8me is Portia."
"That's a pretty name."
"She's n8med after a genus of intelligent spiders."
"It's still a pretty name."
Vriska smiled a she jostled her girl to try and get her to into a more comfortable position.
The doors of the elevator opened with John standing in front of Vriska with his hammer held at the ready. Nothing happened.
They walked into the dark corridors of Mr. Pupa's inner sanctum and found it empty.
"Something is wrong..."
"Yeah...usually criminal bases have more angry thugs trying to keep me out. I'm not used to this. Which way to the Artifacts?"
Vriska led John down the dark corridors and to a vault door.
Dammit, Tavros never told her the code. She kicked the key panel and snorted angrily. John just smiled and walked forward. He swung his hammer at the door and the entire base reverberated loudly. Clanging echoes sounded from deeper in the base.
The superhero reached into the hole he knocked into the supposedly unbreakable door and gripped something. He grimaced as he pulled back and removed the entire door. Vriska and Portia ogled him as he tenderly placed the door off to the side so they could enter the room.
John smiled when he entered the room and saw all the artifacts laying around. This was going to be too easy. Vriska glanced around nervously, this wasn't the entire collection. It should have been, but many of the spots in which items were stored were empty.
Tavros expected this...
"Grab what you can, we need to get out of here now."
John nodded, pulled a sack from the satchel he had and quickly loaded up everything in the room. Vriska was amazed he was able to do so. John crumpled the still empty-looking sack back up and placed it in his satchel. He smiled at her.
"Bag of storing, Kanaya found it in Police storage. I think the Karkat Gang was using it during their kitty heists."
They quickly left the room and made their way back to the elevator, only to find that the corridor was blocked off by a blast gate. John knocked on it and shook his head.
"Any emergency exits?"
Vriska started to breath heavily as she realized they had fallen into a trap.
"Yes, it's this way."
She led John deeper into the base, towards the emergency exits that would have led out the base of the cliffs.
But they stopped when they walked by and open hangar. One Vriska had never seen before.
They looked inside and saw several glowing liquid filled tubes and tons of medical equipment and computers. John walked towards the tank and touched it.
From inside the tank, a fist punched the containing glass. The room echoed with the thunderous noise. Portia screamed.
The noise continued as something else slammed into the glass repeatedly. Reddish bursts of light erupted with each bang.
The glass shattered, spilling the green fluids across the room.
Vriska backed up in horror, trying to shield her daughter from what very well may be her doom. John backed up, confused. He glanced back and forth between Vriska and the being that was inside the tank.
"What's wrong? What's going on Vriska?"
He looked back at the figure that emerged from the steam and smoke that erupted as the fluids caused small electrical fires within the nearby equipment. She was clad in what looked like leather armor with a definite pirate flair, much like Vriska's Marquise costume.
She just floated in the air silently and stared at Vriska, smiling. It was a smile that promised horrible things.
"Hell0 there Vriska. L0ng time, n0 see."
Oh fuck, shit's about to get very real.
But I need to take a brief intermission for another bio that I'll either do tonight or tomorrow morning. >:]
Hope you all are enjoying this and I really hope you weren't expecting the ending too much despite my spoilers.
Oh yes, the once imaginary shit has most definitely become real. Wigmund, you're like the lifeblood of this thing. Without your fics and ideas it wouldn't be half as awesome as it is now. But damned if the rest of us ain't trying to make it more awesome with sprites and OCs! I love this thread.
This was a page or so back but can I just say I LOVE the way you characterized Deuce. I get so tired of everybody writing him as a stupid goofy manchild.
thanks. him being an idiot seemed like a really bad idea for the fic, plus i don't really know how to write an idiot, so i tried to just make him a simpler dude then everyone else. glad you liked the fic!
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This was a page or so back but can I just say I LOVE the way you characterized Deuce. I get so tired of everybody writing him as a stupid goofy manchild.
thanks. him being an idiot seemed like a really bad idea for the fic, plus i don't really know how to right an idiot, so i tried to just make him a simpler dude then everyone else. glad you liked the fic!
I loved your fic as well and Clubs being a simple dude instead of an idiot works good for this RP. Though he still needs to be a bit of a scatterbrain. Nothing fancy, he just occasionally loses his train of thought.
Slick was teaching the kid when Droog walked into the Sanctum. The kid - Karkat he said - was sweating profusely and bleeding from innumerable cuts all over his body. He didn't even notice Droog enter the room. All his concentration was on the switch-blade Slick was steadily waving in front of him. Droog stood by to watch. Slick wouldn't want to be interrupted when he was fighting.
The kid looked beaten. The weird (but not spectacular) red blood was streaming down his face and probably getting into his eyes, and his hair was plastered to his head from the sweat, but he never stopped following the knife with his eyes. He had learned the hard way to never blink. The kids strikes were pretty fast to. The lunge he pulled of was almost perfect, not over-extending himself and keeping the scythe level. Slick was just faster. The kid fell to the ground clutching his shoulder as it began spurting blood and his scythe clattered against ground. Slick didn't even look at him as he said “Go get the bandages.”
Slick approached Droog and sat down on the bench. “ Why're you here? You usually avoid this place like the plague. Finally got over your suit fetish?”
Droog watched as Karkat got up with the help of those two kids that hung on him like flies and practically dragged him to the cabinet with the medical supplies.
“Jack Noir is in town.”
Slick went rigid. Slowly he relaxed and when he spoke again all humor was gone from his voice.
“Deuce has him locked in a warehouse by the docks.”
Slick brushed past him on the way out of the sanctum, not even pausing to get some extra blades like he usually did. Droog watched the kid get his head bandaged by the sopor-one and his shoulder disinfected by the cat obsessed one. Then he turned on his heels and followed Slick.
Clubs had Jack tied up and hanging from a hook in the roof. The little man was glaring at the carapace who was suspended and shouting obscenities at him, but stayed still until Droog and Slick entered. He scrambled up, trying to exchange some greeting but Slick brushed past him and walked right up to his hanging double. Seeing his mirror stare at him from under the hat seemed to have finally shut him up.
Droog padded up and stopped next to Clubs. Together they watched Spades and Jack glare at each other until the uncomfortable silence became to much for the short man to bear.
“So, where's Hearts any-”
“I thought I was smarter than this.”
Slick palmed his knife and slit Jacks throat open so fast that Droog barely registered it. Slick wiped the blade on the thrashing and gurgling carapaces' clothes before stalking out of the building.
Clubs looked stunned for a second but let out the small breath he had been holding since he had spied Jack on the street.
“I guess we're not waiting for him then.”
“Shut up, and help me get the body down.”
While they busied themselves moving the body into the waiting tarp Droog heard the tires of the car Slick had driven them here in screech. He looked down at the little man who was lifting the body's feet and raised his eyebrow in an unspoken question.
Clubs looked up and gave a little smile. “Don't worry, I'll give you a ride. Hey, how about we call Boxcars and tell him to meet us at a bar in a little while. Make it up to him for finishing the show early, huh?”
Droog didn't answer until they had thrown the body into the ocean and both gotten into the the little rustic Corvette Clubs called his baby.
“Yeah. Drinks sound good right about now.”
Clubs grinned and started the car after the fourth try. As they ambled down the concrete road he asked, “How's Mary doing”
“Fine. She says she wants to adopt one of those troll orphan brats from the sun thing though.”
“Really? Wow. And you didn't shoot her down again.”
“No. Not this time. I couldn't”
Clubs was quiet again until he pulled out onto the crossroads and stopped for a second. He then turned around and looked Droog straight in the eye. “I think you'd make a good Dad, you know.”
Droog looked at the half-moon that served as Clubs' air freshener for a second before answering.
By now i have fuck-all idea when all this shits happening. I am relatively sure that what i just posted will contradict in some way with what i will post in the future but I really dont care about that right now. Lets just say that the title corresponds roughly with some years on some point in the time line and leave it at that. Anyway, yeah, this did originally start as a daddy droog fic but by now i think its just a Droog pov midnight crew fic. So yeah, there you go. Hope you enjoy. Please comment and criticize if you can.
Bio : Nonnace is an artist who resides in an apartment in the middle of the city. He wanders amok the city looking for things to draw. He is described as lonely and nice. Knows almost everyone. He is found at a lot of crime scenes, and as a witness, is able to draw how the suspect looks like. Considered joining the police forces, but from a review, he has said he "just doesn't have the horns for it."
JASON ZIODYNE - RESTAURANT MANAGER
Bio : Works as a manager at SOLEIL CHRYSANTHEME, a 5 star restaurant that serves exotic cuisines. Once a waiter, he has been shown to have very good social skills. He has a tendency to laugh at almost any joke, funny or not. Enjoys puns, music - doesn't have a specific genre, and spending time with friends. Crime scenes will occaisionally happen at the restaurant.
SAMUEL ELLIOD - EGBERTMAN FAN
Bio : A huge fan of EGBERTMAN. Works as a cafe brewster. He enjoys coffee, computers, puns, and especially - EGBERTMAN. He isn't that social but can be at serious times. Considered to be geeky and uninteresting. He is usually seen at his cafe, and at the park. Is enemies with ELLIOT SANSFONT. He is attracted to danger, because if there's danger, there's EGBERTMAN.
ELLIOT SANSFONT - CROW BRO FAN
Bio : A huge fan of CROW BRO. Works as a bartender. Enjoys fine wine, video games, jokes, and especially - CROW BRO. He cannot see without his shades, due to a strange eye problem. Is very social. Considered to be mellow and free-spirited. Usually at the bar or at the park. Is enemies with SAMUEL ELLIOD. Usually stays up all night to catch glimpses of CROW BRO.
TARIA ARCANA - MYSTERIOUS FORTUNE TELLER
Bio : A mysterious woman who lurks in the shadows of the city. She isn't known to have an official job, unless you consider a fortune teller as a real job. She enjoys music - preferably jazz, arcane artifacts and unusual mysteries. Her personality is considered to be shady and awkward. She isn't seen that often at crime scenes.
EDWARD SLIM - LAWYER
Bio : A dark proscecutor who brings the suspects to justice. As a lawyer he is occasionally seen with ERIDAN AMPORA. When he's with ERIDAN he usually ignores him and solves the case himself. Enjoys music - preferably rock, and art. Usually is a calm and collected person, but will lose it once in a while. Is obviously at the crime scenes collecting evidence.
REBECCA CRUIX - FASHION DESIGNER
Bio : A women's fashion designer who is known throughout town labeled under the company of REBU. No one has seen her, except by the people she works with. From co-workers and models that work with her, she is a tad shallow, and seems to suffer from depression for some reason. Rumors say the reason she is depressed, and why she doesn't show herself in public is because of her looks. She resides on a lone island that is unoticable due to optical illusion. Is never seen at a crime scene. She is the older sister of ALYSSA CRUIX. They do not communicate at all.
ALYSSA CRUIX - TRAVELER
Bio : A wanderer whom "retired" and settled in the city. She was a traveling photographer whom stopped due to unknown reasons. Enjoys spending time with friends and gambling. She seems to have a close relationship with SAMUEL, but he apparently "doesn't get the hint." Neighbors and friends with NONNACE MALF. Spends time at the cafe and at the park. Friendly and nice. Is rarely seen at a crime seen, but her gambling habits may prove otherwise. Is REBECCA CRUIX's younger sister. They do not communicate at all.
KARRIE BOLERA - GAME NERD
Bio: Loves video games a lot. Spends some time playing multiplayer games with ELLIOT, but isn't that social. Is kind hearted and shy. Enjoys video games, art, and sleep. Is somewhat prone to danger due to being too focused on her game.
ALLEN COSTANTINE - LADIESMAN
Bio : The life of the party! He is man who no one really knows. He drifts among place to place. He is always seen at the bar, and never seems to get drunk no matter how much alchohol he consumes. He is known to be cheerful yet, he seems hollow too. He enjoys women and alchohol, but we don't know much else on him. Is apparently good friends with ELLIOT SANSFONT. He is sometimes at crime scenes.
ANICE SATONA - INNKEEPER
Bio : Owns the JASMINE BLOSSOM, an exotic inn that is on a mountain. It's exotic as it is mysterious, as several past murders have happened here. The inn itself does not get that much money. Anice spends her time cleaning all of the rooms in the inn and serves as the hostess of the inn. She is described by most visitors creepy yet welcoming. Rumors say she is a robot due to her monotone voice. Anice never leaves the inn, except on extremely rare occaisions.
DAISY MALOUNDE - PRESS WRITER
Bio : A fast talking news lady for the DAILY MEMO. The paper itself gathers the latest scoop, which makes it very popular among people of all ages. Very sharp, yet seems to always be in a rush. You'll always see her at the crime scenes talking to witness and pulling info from others. Enjoys politics and coffee.
This list is evergrowing so be sure to check at it for updates.
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My god, you actually made me like Vriska. You actually made me like her. You have just done the impossible (seen the invisible, ROW ROW FIGHT DA POWA).
You, sir, are magic. Never stop.
Ach! Hans, run! It's the lhurgoyf! AVGN Quote of the Moment-I-Have-Time-To-Update-It: "When we heard that a Ghostbusters game for Nintendo was coming out, we were so excited, we shit our pants! Literally, shit came out our asses and we rocketed through the roof! "
@Wigmund: I am doomed, doomed! Little Troll!Cops are already invading my MS Paint along with a little Vriska pushing Mr Pupa down the stairs. She was never seen again.
Also, that fanfic. Just. That fanfic. I am in awe.
@Deeum: Ohgosh Sollux and Feferi look so cute. Warm cuddly feelings everywhere.
@Flamecannon: I really like the idea of Egbertman having a fan, with all these super heroes running around it makes sense they'll have something of a fanbase.
I gave up on trying to get it right.
JOHN + HOODIE - GLASSES = HERO
My god, you actually made me like Vriska. You actually made me like her. You have just done the impossible (seen the invisible, ROW ROW FIGHT DA POWA).
You, sir, are magic. Never stop.
I'm just worried that I'm changing her personality too much. But right now she's freaked out due to trying to save her daughter, having her left arm and eye blown off and is now facing a very angry revived Aradia. Her usual bitchiness (toned down a bit due) will return later.
...15 years ago...
The ram-horned girl clutched her head and screamed as the horrifying pain echoed with it. Maroon tears streaked down her face as she fell to the floor of the Captor household where she had gone to help a little boy who had fallen into a rose bush when the Disaster happened moments earlier.
"Honey! Are you alriight? Don't worry, Doctor 2cratch ii2 on hii2 way here to look at 2ollux. He'll help you two dear..."
Mrs. Captor's voice faded away as Aradia passed out from the horrible pain.
She woke up later to find a man in white leaning over her, peering into her eyes.
"Are you fine, my dear?"
"Yes sir...what happened?"
"Not sure, I imagine we'll all find out later."
Aradia sat up and looked over at the couch where Sollux was still asleep, but his head was bandaged up.
"Is S0llux 0kay?"
"Ye2, he ii2."
"Something happened to his eyes, so we've bandaged them closed until we're sure he's alright."
Doc Scratch got up, nodded to Mrs. Captor and left the house. He was going to busy, so many in the city needed help. Aradia got up from the small love seat she was on and walked over to Sollux. She looked at him worriedly. She jumped when she felt a hand on her shoulder.
"Don't worry dear, II'll let you know when he wake2 up and ii2 feeliing better. Then you can come by and 2ay hello to the boy you ju2t helped."
Aradia looked up at Mrs. Captor and smiled, the woman smiled back at her. Mrs. Captor knew the Megidos well, and they all saw how the two kids acted whenever they got into close proximity. This was going to be a good thing for both them.
...11 years ago...
After the Disaster, she made sure she was there for Sollux. She wanted to be there for him no matter what. They loved each other. Sure, they were just young teens. But it was love.
Aradia cradled Sollux who was going through problems with the psychic powers they and other trolls had started to manifest as they aged after the Green Sun Disaster. He cried in pain, his head ached and his eyes burned. Her head hurt as well, but his pain concerned her more.
"It's alright S0llux, I'm here f0r y0u.
I'll always be here f0r y0u..."
...9 years ago...
As the years passed, Aradia found herself volunteering to help people at the hospital. She enjoyed helping others.
It was there she first met Tavros Nitram, sole survivor of the massacre that wiped out his family. He was severly wounded, but thankfully the city had one of the best cyberneticists working on him.
But now he needed help and Aradia was there to help him. They were the same age and Tavros' face lit up every time she walked into the room.
...8 years ago...
Aradia was a marvel. She volunteered to help the needy, she was kind, she was beautiful, she was intelligent.
She was graduating high school a year early with the boy she loved and together they were going to enter the police academy. Together, they would follow his father's footsteps. Mrs. Captor was so proud of them, as were Aradia's own parents.
Even Tavros Nitram was there to congratulate her. Despite his prosthesis not working, he made an effort to come see the girl who had done so much for him. She introduced him to Sollux, she didn't see the pain and sadness in Nitram's eyes.
Six months later, they all met up again when now Recruits Captor and Megido graduated from the police academy and were accepted into the Alternia City Police Department.
She cried as Mrs. Captor hugged her and Sollux and wished them well.
"D0n't w0rry Mrs. Capt0r-"
"Plea2e, call me 'Mama'. After all you've done for my Honeybee you've earned that."
Aradia beamed at the woman who cared so much for the girl her boy loved.
"D0n't w0rry Mama, I'll keep S0llux safe. I pr0mise..."
...5 years ago...
It was a dark night on the docks when Officers Megido and Captor were sent in to investigate reports that the Mindfangs were raiding yet another warehouse.
She and Captor used their powers to silently enter the area to surprise the pirates while they were preoccupied with their loot. They split up so they could find the criminals.
That was a horrible mistake.
As Aradia silently moved down an alleyway, there were people waiting for her. She found herself surrounded. She started to ready herself for a fight when a shot rang out.
Aradia looked down at her chest and at the maroon stain growing on the front of her uniform. She collapsed to her knees and clutched her chest as the pirates closed in on her. She would have screamed for Sollux, but the first blow knocked her out cold.
Sollux would find her an hour later. She could sense him nearby, but she couldn't see him. She couldn't move. Please Sollux, don't leave me.
For months, she would feel his presence next to her. He was always there. Holding her hand, talking to her, crying. He wouldn't leave her. She didn't want him to leave.
But then, the others came and took him away.
They told him to give up hope.
Please Sollux, don't give up on me.
Please. I'm still here.
Don't leave me alone in the darkness.
...3 years ago...
One day, someone came into the room and put something on her head. There was a crowd nearby. Some metal clanked next to her.
What was going on.
They were talking to each other, but Aradia had been alone in her mind for so long she couldn't follow them. If she had, she would have told them to stop.
She didn't want her soul ripped from her body. It hurt so much when it happened.
Aradia awoke and looked at her new body. Sleek titanium composite, enhanced joints and reinforcement. She was alive again.
But she couldn't feel anything.
She couldn't feel anything anything at all. No hot, no cold, no pain, no joy, no sorrow, nothing.
But she was alive again.
That was all that mattered they told her. So she believed them.
Aradia imagined she should have felt regret when she watched the morticians take away her former body, now just a dead shell. But she couldn't, she just watched them pull the sheets over her former face, now gaunt from years of laying in that bed, and drag the bed away.
Later that week, she returned to her former job.
That caused a commotion. She was okay with that. Even though it was Sollux Captor throwing the biggest fit, she was still okay with that.
Where are they taking her? Her soul still hurt from whatever it was that machine did to her. She could remember the crowd being so happy when the metal thing next to her moved. But then they took her away.
Don't bury me.
I'm still alive.
Please. Someone help me.
Please, I don't want to die.
...1 year ago...
Officer Aradia Megido, now one of the commanding officers of the Division Of Overwhelming Force, was fine with working with Sergeant Equius Zahhak. She just wish he would stop sweating every time he was near her. She was not okay with that.
She was a model police officer. Her metal frame made her the best option for dealing with armed criminals. Though her cold emotionless face made it hard for her to get along with the citizens of Alternia City. That made her regret not being truly alive. She remembered being able to talk to anyone without any trouble.
Everyone had loved her back then. Now, they were suspicious of her.
But, she was okay with that. At least they stopped sticking magnets to her while she shut down nightly to run systems diagnostics.
It was green.
Where was she? She couldn't move, her body hurt. Her mind hurt.
She could hear a voice coming from somewhere. It reassured that everything was going to be alright. She was going to be okay.
...6 months ago...
Officer Megido sat on top of a nearby tower and watched the carnage erupt inside the Nakdoofenpap Tower. It was always interesting to watch Sergeant Zahhak at work. He took it so seriously.
She activated her internal transmitter/receiver systems and used those to hack her way into the terrorists' radio system. They seemed to enjoy teasing her with information. But once she was able to contact Equius again, they switched off their radios and started to use another method of communication. It took her quite some time to find the correct frequencies to even listen in.
She was mildly curious as to how a terrorist group obtained such technology. But that was going to have to wait, she had to help rescue the hostages when Zahhak alerted her to the building's impending doom.
For the first time in years, she worked directly alongside Officer Captor and they had to talk to each other. He always avoided her. He despised her. She wished he wouldn't.
She was still Aradia...
Over time, she could see outside of the green liquid that she was floating in. She could see her savior.
She loved it when he would come and visit her. They loved talking with each other...well, him talking, her communicating using a specially built keyboard inside the tank she could use her powers to manipulate.
But still, they loved talking to each other. He would spend hours down there with her. He told her about what had happened since that horrible day nearly 5 years earlier. He told her how everyone but him had given up hope on her and had built a robotic shell that they copied her soul into.
He told her about how Sollux had forgotten about her and moved on to another woman.
He told her about how the police were woring with that horrible mechanical monstrosity.
He told her about who was responsible for her near-death.
She was not okay with all that was going on. She was not okay with it at all.
Officer Megido was feeling 'weird'. It was the best way she could describe it.
She found herself wanting to smile whenever she spoke with her fellow police officers and citizens she helped out on patrol. She would have if her face could move.
She wanted to cry while watching sad movies that she put on during her nightly shut-downs.
She wanted to laugh whenever she heard the others joking.
She wanted to blush whenever Sergeant Equius would smile nervously at her. She wanted to get to know him better.
She wanted to do so much.
She needed to talk to someone.
She needed an upgrade.
She heard everyone in the lab leave in a hurry when the alarms sounded.
What was going on? The alarms were quickly silenced and it was nothing but darkness and quiet.
Then she could hear thunderous echoes from somewhere else. Creaking metal reverberated through her fluid-filled tube.
Something was wrong.
Then the doorway to the lab in which she resided opened. Someone entered.
Two people, no three. One person was holding a smaller person.
She could barely make them out.
Then they walked closer.
She didn't recognize the man who put his hand on her tank.
But she recognized the woman.
That bitch was going to die.
I wanted to drop this off before heading onto Disentangled Part Three.