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Agent watches from the shed as a red stick figure - resembling The Chosen One - walks towards H4CK3R, his boss and lifelong friend. He watches as the stick figure makes an offer for the impossible - Mitzi's return. He watches as H4CK3R accepts the deal.
What is he thinking? He mutters. This stick could be dangerous! And we both know that Mitzi's return, although we both want it, is impossible.
Suddenly, his tools vibrate. Cursing, he rolls under the desk and answers the call. Primal's face fills the screen.
"Primal to Agent, the FSF are at base, I repeat, the FSF are at base!"
"The boss and I are on a misison. He is engaging in negotioations, so keep your voice down."
"Yes sir, but the FSF are at base, and -gah!"
Agent frowns, and peers at the screen. A flash of blue and the screen fills with static. A red 'Signal Lost' glares at him from the screen. He tries a different screen - Hazard. No signal. This was becoming concerning. Ballista - a flash of red, bombs flying down the hall, before he can get in a word, the signal is cut. Uh oh. He dimly thinks, just as darkness floods the shed. He scrambles out. The new stick and H4CK3R are walking away, chatting like they've been friends forever. He sees H4CK3R glance towards him, and ducks back under the desk. He feels guilty, but knows that if he's seen or sensed, his new mission is over.
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He crept silently in the trees, stalking the duo. H4CK3R looked relaxed, but Agent knew him. He was tensing, ready to attack at the next disturbance, whilst TDL walked gently, strolling as if in the park. It would be so easy to take him out right now, but he recognised this guy from Yellow and NO ONE's memory footage. It was 'The Dark Lord', a villainous stick that was created with the job of destroying NO ONE but eventually allied with him, and the duo had caused chaos in the othernet. On his own, he was very dangerous without a 'The Chosen One' to restrain him. He was even beginning to develop a theory about Mitzi's death, but that would have to wait.
Where in the Othernet are they going? I don't fully understand the terms of their deal, but I assume it involves H4CK3R doing something for TDL, something bad. He mutters to himself.
"I don't understand though. Why in the name of the Animator do you need me to wreak havoc on the Stick Gang? My mercenaries are handling them, their strategeist is locked in 'The Box' and their leader is in a maximum security cell." H4CK3R was saying. So his guess had been right.
Agent gripped the trees tightly. A mental slideshow began to play - Primal being knocked unconsious at best, no signal from Hazard, and Ballista flinging bombs. The Second Coming in a cell. Yellow in 'The Box'. NO ONE at the bottom of the bay. He shook his head before he could see what he knew was next - Mitzi's final moments, trapped under a burning rock, running not fast enough to save her. He had to stay on task. They were drawing ahead, and Agent couldn't let them get away again. He lept into the bushes and darted through the undergrowth. Soon, he came close enough to hear the two muttering. He slowed down and listened.
"So all I have to do is eliminate the FSF and TSC, and then you'll bring back Mitzi?"
"Yes."