Project: Titan (Skibidi Toilet Fan-fic)

Chapter 6: Alliance

—30 years ago—

Professor Ottoman is restless when it comes to viruses. Every time he would call for Agent to show him his new findings. Every. Single. Moon-blasted. Time. He stood in front of the metal doors, words which say 'Viruses and Cures'. Agent touched a hidden keypad on the right, which opened the doors. Smells of burnt chemicals and grass flooded out along with some crashing of glass. Suddenly a blur of blue smacked into Agent, luckily he didn't managed to fall. Agent grabbed the person's arms and was met with a blue Sony photography camera stare. Photoman. Agent thought, mentally pulling out a file about it.  The professor had this old model of a Cameraman as his assistant. However sometimes it makes... mistakes.

"I DO NOT WANT TO SEE YOU PHOTOMAN BACK IN HERE UNTIL DAWN! OR ELSE I WILL DISSECT YOU ALIVE!!!" Professor Ottoman bellowed within. More ominous crashing and a string of very interesting curses spewed out. Trust the Professor to call you unwanted things.

"Hello Photoman. I see you are causing trouble as usual." Agent nonchalantly said while Photoman peeling itself off him and made apologetic gestures. He looked down and saw a bright colour splat on his suit. During the crash it must've stained his shirt. Photoman made more panicked whirs and attempted to clean it up. Agent shrugged him off. "Nah who cares anyways. Thanks for giving me an excuse to avoid...ah the virus idiot."

Photoman made a stifled snort, attempting not to laugh. Agent turned and walked away but then...

"Ah Agent you're he—" Professor Ottoman popped out, his lab coat stained with random colours. "PHOTOMAN!"

The poor thing let out a robotic shriek and scurried away down the hallways. The Professor literally had a dissection knife in his right hand and a multicoloured cloth in his other. He then looked at Agent with a pleasant smile. "Ah good I was—"

Agent vanished. In those few precious seconds he took out a pen and opened the cover. He then dripped his hand in dark blue ink and vanished. That was one of his latest inventions, invisibility ink or pen. His actions was worth the look of pure confusion on the Professor. He might consider making another and giving it to Photoman, which will get loads of argument. But who cares? After all...

He's not like the others.

—Maisie's POV—

I woke up sweating and screaming. "AAAAAAAAA—mph?!" I screamed but a familiar finger shushed me. I looked up and saw Titan Cameraman's comforting blue glow. He was literally cradling me in his right arm. My face started to burn in shame as he lifted his finger up and looked away. Titan Cameraman was nodding, grunting and waving at someone else.... My world came to focus, there was a metal roof above us. We were in some kind of well-lit white box, metal walkways scattered all around us on the walls. And on those walkways were Cameramen.

No, like a lot of them. Most of them were wearing white lab coats while the rest wore black. I thought I saw one wearing a brown one but it vanished into the crowd. Looking around I realised all of them were staring at us. At me. I quickly wrestled against his beating chest and forced him to put me down. My right arm was wrapped in a blue cast, slung over my shoulders. So I used my other arm to smack his fingers away. Then I looked at the crowd of watching Cameramen. 

Deafening silence hung around us. My face finally calmed down and I managed to work up the courage to speak.

"Uhhhhhhhhhh... does anyone here talk at least?" I asked, looking around.

"I do." A completely black Cameraman leapt down from 13 floors up. He somehow managed to land perfectly and stare at me. He had two plungers fasten on his back along with a sense of intense authority. Probably the one in charge I thought nervously. He was around Minor's height and kinda look like him except that his glow was blue. Like Titan Cameraman's....