The Rocket Papers - An Alan Becker Fan Story

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Chapter 6 The Mercenaries had just arrived to work earlier than usual for an important meeting that was suddenly called by their boss. "I have two announcements to make." Victim said folding his hands. "I'll start with the most serious issue first. One of the gray workers has rebelled against our company and let our prisoners free." He continued. "Didn't we have a backup plan if one of them glitched out?" Primal asked. "Yes. We do. But I came up with a different plan. Either we use the neutralizing protocol or we use the runaway to track our escapees." Victim answered. He started typing something on his laptop and then connected it to a larger screen. "This is what the worker sees right now." He said. "Boss, it looks like they gave him a name." said Agent Smith. "They seem to be calling him 'Cadet' now." Victim looked closer and listened more carefully and saw that he was right. "Cadet, huh? I'll be watching you." Victim said under his breath. Alan wasn't going to escape his grasp anytime soon. "Oh, and one more thing. There's a gala to introduce all of you as the Security Corps. I have ties for all of you to wear." He said aloud, handing out a blue tie to everyone. "That's all. You may all continue your day's work." The Dark Lord was still wandering through the thick forest. He had the Virabot from before still sitting on his shoulder. There were branches everywhere and It was hard to get past them. TDL knew that he could always just use his Virabands, but it hurt. It hurt like when The Second Coming nearly led him to death. He couldn't take his Virabands off though. It hurt too, but instead of The Second Coming's power, it was his power against himself. "I'll find a way out of this mess. I'll find The Chosen One and I'll stuff his dirty betrayal ri-" Before TDL could finish his plotting, the Virabot was crawling all over his back, which was weird and gross to him. "EWW! GET OFF ME! YOU'RE WALKING NOW!" The Dark Lord exclaimed, throwing the spider on the ground. TDL let out a huff and continued walking. "Wait... Can't I just..." He then realized that he could have just flown this whole time. But that hurt too. Walking hurt, talking hurt, using his powers hurt, being mad hurt, being happy hurt, everything hurt. "Go find The Chosen One." TDL said to the Virabot. The red spider scurried away and once he was out of sight, The Dark Lord fell onto his knees and started to cry. Not like a cliche, mean girl cry. Like an "I-can't-freaking-take-this-anymore" cry. He felt like a child crying like this. "Chosen... The only reason why I'm like this is because of our stupid deal. That stupid, stupid deal. Now I have to resort to my original mission. To get rid of you." He said. His crying was now laughing in anger. Deep down though, The Dark Lord knew that all he wanted was to not feel so alone. That's why he made the deal. More hot tears rolled down his face. He missed when someone wanted to be his friend. Now all he has is a Virabot that... found something?