The Archer And The Arrow- An Odd Squad Fanfiction

Chapter One- The Archer

Otto stumbled out of the tubes in a drunken manner. He had never gotten used to the tubes, even after working at Odd Squad for so long. Olive followed close behind him, perfectly stable.

They were here to stop Archer Anne, a villain who was using a variety of arrows to cause oddness. He scoured the landscape closely. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Archer Anne. And so did Olive apparently, because after a single glance she darted off towards her. Otto followed her.

"Odd Squad, Odd Squad- stop right there, Archer Anne!" Otto cried out in unison with Olive.

"Heh, never! Not with this aim!"

The archer drew her bow. The partners ran.

"Where are the shields?!" Otto screamed frantically.

"We left them in the lab," Olive responded.

Arrows surrounded by a sort of blue aura kept missing them, creating a variety of different colored patches of grass. They kept running, almost oblivious to these changes.

But people can only run for so long. No matter how much they wished to run continously, the layout of the city would prevent it. They eventually came to a blocked off passageway. Desperate, they turned around- only to look straight into the archer's green eyes.

The archer laughed an evil laugh and lifted her bow up...

Time slowed down for Olive.

Toothbrush-inator....Un-freeze-inator... Plaid-go-bye-bye machine...none of these things would block the arrow- assuming she shoots one. Of course she's going to shoot one. She's an archer, a marksman, a hunter; if they lift their bow, they're not going to dry fire.

Slid the arrow into the bow...

Otto paralyzed in fear with nowhere to run...

Nothing I can do. Nothing I am able to do. I don't have enough gadgets to combine them, either. Not sure I have time. Otto's going to die. Or be severely injured. I've never seen Dr. O fix anything that wasn't odd, how do I know she'll be able to fix it? One possibility- die maybe or be injured definitely.

Pulled back on the bow string...

Wait. There's two.

...

There's two.

Suddenly it became clear to her. Anne fired the bow.

Everything was returning to normal speed now, everything was surpassing it, going faster and faster, thoughts running through both their heads, everything was black and white and grey and-

stop thinking you don't have time just do it!

All Otto could see clearly was the arrow penetrating the left side of her chest.