Henry looked around. He swore that the air was colder, but maybe it was just the cold, unsettling atmosphere. The atmosphere that made you think that someone was watching you. Like there were a million pairs of eyes, set on you.
"Come on out, guys! They're one of you!" Helen called into the darkness.
Slowly, five familiar-looking faces slinked out. One of them looked exactly like Macklemore, but with longer hair. He spoke first. His voice was gruff, and gravely.
"How do we know we can trust 'em? What if they're the guys that're after us?" He hissed.
"They came through the scanner before they came in. They only have a key on them." Helen promised.
Henry looked up at all of them. They were all so much taller than him. He looked so much different...
The man with the long hair grunts approvingly. "Fine." he said simply. "I'm Mackcoy. 1960's song writer. Well, I was... until I got sucked into a strange vortex while up on stage."
Henry nodded and mumbled a quiet 'Nice to meet you'.
"Oh, cut it out with the tough guy shtick, Mackcoy." Another man, who was shorter than Mackoy, spoke up. He had red hair, and was in desperate need of a shave. "You're scaring the kid."
"I-I'm not scared-" Henry stuttered. "Just... Intimidated-"
Mackcoy let out a bark-like laugh. "By us? Or just by Mack? His beard is pretty frightening, I'll admit."
Before Henry could speak, a woman spoke up. She was the only girl. "Guys. Focus. Ask them why they're here-"
"...That's Mackenzie." Mack huffed. "She's pretty level headed."
"Hey!" Mackenzie started to protest.
"She's right." The last man finally spoke. "We do need to figure out what they need. Maybe they can help us. I'm Mackie, by the way." He held out his hand for Henry to shake, which he did.
"Uh- We need help getting a new key- I broke this one-" Henry held up the broken remains of the key. He was met with wincing.
"..." They all looked up at Macklemore.
Macklemore sighed heavily. "I know, I know... A heist."
Henry's eyes widen.
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Macklemore: Into The Mackleverse
ActionMacklemore falls into a bit of trouble when he falls into an experimental device that can travel between realms. It's up to young Henry to make things right. --------------- My best friend, Makenzie, bet that I wouldn't make this story, over an enc...