Eight's POV
We left Deep Cut at the entrance of the rocket and called in Agents 1 and 2. The rocket took our weapons in one part, but we were able to get them back pretty easily. With all the Agents there, climbing up the different areas in the rocket was a breeze. Conversation was still feeling pretty tense, though. No one could just forget what Ahato tried to do.
As we got closer and closer to the top, closer to the creator of the Fuzzy Ooze, we were able to get more and more information out of him. Apparently, he had been...expecting us? Yeah, that sure wasn't strange or suspicious at ALL.
And finally.
We reached the top.
Would we fight? Would we talk?
Would we win, either way?
...
I suppose all we can do is go ahead and find out.
We approached the boss.
"Hello. You may call me Mr. Grizz."
We were shocked. He...was actually...a bear? A real, live bear? But we had no time to think.
"Hey," I said. "What do you want from us?" we all said at the same time. (Deep Cut had superjumped to us about now, too.)
Mr. Grizz laughed. "I only need one of you. To send us all into space." Ahato almost stepped forward, but I grabbed her sleeve and she stopped immediately. "Enthusiastic?" said Mr. Grizz.
"W-we're not gonna help you!" I said. "Why d-do you want to go to space? Why do you need one of us?!"
Mr. Grizz laughed. "All you sea creatures are special. You evolved with the power of all those-" he pointed to the wall of Alterna- "crystals on the wall." He stood up straighter. "Now. I need one of you to give me your power from those crystals. As you absorbed them, their power changed. They are much stronger now, and I need that energy!"
Ahato stepped back up. "No," she said. "We'll never help you... You made the Fuzzy Ooze, didn't you?!" Ahato shot him a fierce glare.
Grizz nodded. "Yes. That was me. I hope to restore this world to its former glory, Agents, but you still refuse... Let me make this more clear: You're not going to win here no matter what happens. If you leave, I will simply find another person to take the energy from. Perhaps your beloved Cuttlefish, or DJ Octavio, or-" Three cut him off. "No. No one's getting this energy taken away, at least not on my watch. As the Captain, I won't let you!"
I don't remember what exactly happened after that.
But I think Three told us to attack, and after that it was a blur of ink and slashing of claws. Maybe even an eel or two. But...we lost. Grizz knocked us all to the ground in a few swipes, and then grabbed Marie.
"MARIEEEE!" Callie cried. Marie wasn't going to have this, though. She quickly transformed into her other form and slipped through Grizz's hand before he could react. She charged up her Hero Charger and shot at an odd glowing spot on Mr. Grizz's fur. He roared and retreated to the rocket.
And that's when he said it. "Well then. I am going to launch this rocket into outer space, whether I make it back alive or not."
We could only watch as the ship blasted off. But then, Frye came running up. "WAIT! Quick! Ahato, Agents, change your ink color to mine!" Before we could ask why, she summoned a bunch of eels to form a pillar of ink that led up to space. We all quickly changed color, and sped up.
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Author's note: Finally! Another chapter...I SWEAR THE NEXT ONE WILL BE LONGER!
And maybe the next one...will be the last one! What happens to Ahato? AHAHAHAHA! *writer mode has been turned on, Coco is searching their brain for bad ideas*
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#7 - Sanitized
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