CHAPTER 5 Victim woke up later than usual. It was 9:34 AM and he had to be at work by 6:30 AM. He was late. As Victim tried to recuperate last night, he remembered hearing Agent Smith's voice. "Did he... Carry me back home..?" Victim asked himself. He chuckled at the thought and then checked his phone to see a voicemail from Agent. "Hey Boss. You fell asleep at your desk last night. It looked like you were working hard so me and the Mercenaries took you back home." Victim was grateful for their act of kindness, but a bit mad about how they got into his home. It didn't matter though. Victim got in his car and started to drive to work. He was almost... attracted to Agent's generosity. "No Vic, you can't fall in love with your own employees!" He thought. When he arrived, he called out for the Mercenaries. "Agent, Ballista, Hazard, Primal! I need you here!" The group came running to their boss in a hurry. "What is it sir?" Ballista asked. "I have a job for you all." Victim said. "Go find a red hollow head. His name is The Dark Lord." The Dark Lord was lying in a large ditch that looked like it was created by a meteor or some big space rock. He awakened to see one of his Virabots poking at him, trying to see if he was still alive. "Alright quit it." TDL said in a tired voice. He sat up straight and looked around. There wasn't much to see considering the fact that there was 5 feet of dirt surrounding him. The Virabot crawled up TDL's leg onto his shoulder, poking at his face. "My God do you really have to be annoying?" TDL groaned. He pulled himself out of the ditch, finding himself in some meadow near the forest. He still had his virabands on from the showdown somehow. "Stupid, stupid..." He muttered under his breath as he tried to take them off. But they didn't. The virabands wouldn't come off! The Dark Lord struggled to get them off his wrists but they always snapped back. "Whatever... It doesn't matter anyways..." He thought. He let out a sigh and headed into the forest. A terrorist couldn't be seen out in the open like that. Hopefully he might find a house... Near the woods.
After this one I might have to enter my winter arc (I'm such an alpha) TDL: The Dark Lord TCO: The Chosen One TSC: The Second Coming Agent: Agent Smith
