#capnofilluminati

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Chapter 6: vapour

It had been a week since S and Damien had been attacked by a mysterious man named cactus joe. The strange nature of the opponent still lingered in the heads of the group.

“Hey Mohzah vake up.” Nicklas poked at M’s face. “Vake up Mohzah, it is ze morning.”

“Nick, no.” M turned over in her bed.

“But mohzah, i saw zhat guy leaving his house today. You want to meet him no?” Nicklas asked.

“Damien’s up already? But it’s only… 12:00?!?!” M flailed about trying to get out of bed, falling to the ground in a heap of blankets.

“Well good morning M. Looks like a normal day here.” S teased.

“Shut uppp.” M got up and scrambled for a change of clothes. Suddenly there was a knock at the door.

“I got it.” S opened the door. Standing there was one Damien Dragon, M&S’s neighbor. “M will be ready in a minute. Or five, give or take.”

“Classic M..” Damien leaned onto the doorway. “So… About that guy..”

“What about him? He shot at us, we blew him sky high.” S looked at him skeptically.

“Well I mean… The Avian that M fought.. That one was unmatched.” Damien shifted a bit. “Unmatched effectively run on animal instinct, but Raspy Hill… He was matched. He knew he was attacking us fully. Just…why?”

“Maybe he was just crazy. Who knows?” S replied.

“OOH CAPTAIN’S HAT!” M shouted from her room.

“You seem pretty okay with a guy shooting at you.” Damien sat on the couch.

“You’re one to talk.” S shot back.

“I’ve had tons of things hurled at me for a good while, and my form can handle the abuse. What’s you’re excuse? A .” Damien settled in.

“I’m up! I’m up!” M rushed out of her room dressed in a long blue jacket, and pair of pixel patterned pants, and of course, her captain’s hat. As she stopped herself, her scarf covered his face.

“Well good morning sleeping beauty.” Damien teased.

“Quiet you.” M struggled to get her scarf out of her face. “I don’t need your sass. I gotta deal with Nick already, and i’m ready to toss him off the roof.”

“Good job Nick.” Damien smiled.

“So what’s on the agenda for today?” S asked.

“Well I don’t know about you dorks, but I’m going to the old factory a little ways from here. I’ve been seeing some weird fog around there recently.” Damien got up. “So i’m gonna go see if there’s an unmatched hiding out there.”

“Can We come too?” M asked.

“I’d say no if it made any difference.” Damien replied.

The steel doors of the old factory creaked as the group pushed them open. Beams of sunlight streamed from the collapsed upper floors. Ventilation shafts hung from the ceiling, clinging to their decaying threads.

“Well what should we look out for?” M asked.

“I’m actually not sure…” Damien said.

“So… We just look around?” S looked towards her friends. Damien nodded in agreement. The three transformed and went about the grounds.

“I’ve looked high and low and all i found are more of those weird eyes.” M said as she crawled out of a broken water pipe. “Maybe it left already.”

“Yeah can we go? The fog’s starting to roll in.” S floated in from an upper floor.

“Wait… It’s only 2:30..” Damien checked his pocket watch. “The fog rolls in at 4 at the earliest.”

“It’s getting thicker!” M tried waving away the fog. “Why won’t it go away?!”

“I think the fog IS the creature… But.. All this has to come from somewhere..” Damien looked around, hoping to find the source.

“I can’t breathe!” S retreated into a small closet. M and Damien followed suit.

“We have to get out of here!” M said as he caught his breath.

“Wait, i’m seeing stuff!” S suddenly cried out. Damien looked outside, scanning for their enemy. His gaze stopped as he saw one of the eyelike structures on the upper floor moved.

“S! I think you’re seeing out of those giant eyes!” Damien turned to her.

“I can do that?!” S exclaimed.

“Seems a bit out of left field..” M quipped.

“S, try finding something that’ll help us.” Damien closed the door.

“Gimme a minute here..” S began to focus. “There’s some vents… There’s the water pipe..and..” She slammed her face into a wall. “HOW DID WE MISS THAT?!?”

“Miss what?” S opened the door and turned damien towards a wall across the room. “You are kidding me..”

“Wait, what?” Both parties dragged M to the door and pointed her to the wall. “That was there the whole time?”

“Well enough looking like idiots, let’s show this thing who’s boss.” Damien made a run across the room, as the fog tried circling him, and hit the power button for the ventilation systems. “Thank goodness these still work.”

The fog rushed into the shafts and out the roof. Eventually, a small, circular vase was picked up by the suction and caught in the vent.

“Well it looks like we found our fog machine.” Damien said. “Well no time to lose, time to take a pitch!” He wound up for the throw, and snapped forward, sending the vase sailing into the distance.

“I’m no referee, but i’m pretty sure that’s outta here.” S chimed in.

“Well what now?” M asked.

“Well I’m gonna go get some food. M, you wanna come with?” Damien asked

“Free food? Aw yeah!” M hopped alongside him.