Slime-Cycle (Humble Beginnings)

25. The Deal

Charlie stopped.

He glanced down at Google maps on his phone. It pointed forward.

Looking up from his phone, he stared into the dark alleyway infront of him.

He sighed. He had followed the address given to him on the sticky note and it led him here. Directly into a dark alley on the east side of the island.

Truly, he had no idea why the Syndicate wanted to talk. Slime had suggested that maybe they wanted to make sure he'd stay quiet. Whether that be through an agreement, or by other means.

He desperately hoped it wasn't the latter.

Somewhat defeated he entered the alley. Taking a slow, cautious step in while keeping a close eye on his suroundings.

Now, charlie was quite familiar with dark and gloomy alleyways. His only hope was that maybe he wouldn't also die in this one.

As he went deeper, the noise of the busy street slowly became distant. It got darker, and the alley seemed to just keep going.

Charlie gripped onto his bag. His anxiety never helped in these situations. And unfortunately he's had a slight abundance of them recently.

At occasions, a strange shuffling noise could be heard from above him. Like something on the roofs of the buildings was watching him. He kept going.

Eventually, he stopped.

The alley made another turn. But as he looked back down to Google maps, his destination was right behind it.

He leaned up against the wall, quietly shuffling towards the edge as he peeked around the corner.

There was a door. Stood at the end of the alley. But stood right beside it, was Martian.

Martian was a fairly well known villian. In terms of publicity, they were up there with villians like The Doc, or Rose Thorn. Their power on the other hand was a lot more interesting.

Martians power alloud them to change the state of any surface he touched. Giving it a strange bouncy like texture. It gave him the ability to completely immobilize a battle field, or just mess with any heros he was fighting.

The villian was leaned up against the concrete wall beside the door. He wore a black and purple suit, that was reminiscent of Apollos. The only difference being a hood that sat over his shoulders. He had purple mechanical gloves and boots with light green accents, that literally glowed. And finally, a purple and green helmet sat atop his head. It looked almost like what a biker would wear, but a little more high tech. There was a screen where his eyes would be, and it seemed he was doing something on it from the other side. Two green antenna were placed on the helmets forhead. Exactly what gave him the name Martian.

Charlie stared at him for a moment, before cautiously leaning back again and sighing nervously.

"Ok.." he whispered. "Uh.. I guess I'm ready.." he spoke quietly as he bit his lip. He pushed himself against the wall as he shut his eyes almost expectantly.

Ok..

Just breathe, this will only take a second.

Slimecicle spoke slowly.

Charlie tensed, ready for whatever was about to come. He flinched when he felt it begin to crawl up his ankles.

A slimy feeling crept up his legs, covering them in less than a few seconds.

It slithered up his body, covering his lower half before wrapping up and around his chest. At his feet however, it dissapeared.

The slime washed over him like a wave. As it got farther up, it dissapered at the bottom, revealing red convers and black dress pants.