The Individuals

The Very Boring End

She sat all alone in her small bedroom. The room was dark and trash littered the floor. Rain could be heard pattering on the roof. Cracking her fingers, a large warped smile grew on her face.

" Let's begin."

In front of her sat an opened notebook. The pages crinkled slightly as she wafted her hand near. Reaching over, she grabbed a pen that sat beside the notebook. Without any further delays, she began to write. She wrote and wrote, and wrote and wrote. For every word she wrote on the page, she intently watched and read them over twice.

Coming to a sudden stop, she stared down at what she had written. Her smile creaked. The ink in her pen began to boil and bubble with rage. In one quick motion, she struck the page with her pen, leaving a black streak over what she had written. Over and over, she repeatedly slashed, all the while holding a chaotic smile on her face. The page she struck began to wail in pain.

" Evil..."

" Evil..."

The air in the room began to grow hotter and hotter. Finally, after a few moments, she came to a sudden halt.

" I'll save them all..."

"...no matter what it takes."

After taking a deep breath and letting her pen cool, she gently hit the page once more and continued on. The trash she sat atop crinkled beneath her feet.

Suddenly, she paused once more. Her smile creaked.

***

Sharky sat there on the floor, her vision fading. She could see Dr. Weinberg's grinning silhouette standing over her, laughing as he watched her succumb to the poison. Desperately, she tried to move, but couldn't even manage a finger.

" This can't be how it's going to end...! I have to save Sexy Cat...!" She thought in her final moments. At this point, all she could see was black and she was barely conscious. " I can't...let things...end this way..."

Strike

Checking her pulse, Dr. Weinberg let out a sigh and stood up to his feet.

" It really is such a shame that things had to turn out this way..." Reaching into his lab coat's pocket, he pulled out his phone and flipped it open. " I better call someone to come clean this mess up."

Turning away, he started to dial someone's number. Unbeknownst to him, from behind, Sharky rose up off the floor. Silently looming over him, bloodlust filled her eyes and ever so slightly, her razor-sharp teeth tapped together.

***

" Again..."

***

Looking up at the blown-down door, Marina and Dougal stood there frozen with fear. From the smoke, they could see three large robots proceed to force themselves inside. Turning, they attempted to run, but the robots swiftly snatched them up in their hulking arms.

In horror, Kid Cadet watched from the closet with Skip huddled close to his chest. Tears flooded down his cheeks. Holding his hand over his mouth, he did the best he could to stay quiet. After taking one last long-winded look around the room, with Marina and Dougal ensnared in their arms, the robots turned and began to clunkily make their way out of the door.

Strike

All of a sudden, smoke filled the room. Kid could hear the robots whir and step around in confusion. Trying to figure out what was going on as well, he leaned up closer to the slits. For a split second, he could've sworn he saw something move within the smoke. Whatever it was, it was no robot.