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“You’re not an ordinary human or are from around this dimension, are you? Also how did you get in here anyways?”

*Shadow steps back* “How did you know I have a .45? A-And what I mean is this universe. I’m pretty sure you’re from another universe…”

“Lucky guess mostly, besides it’s also what I have. If that’s the case I’m gonna have deck Charon when I see him next, how am I supposed to handle the Syndicate when you put me back in the wrong universe? Anyway, names’ Kirell.”

“Call me Shadow. It’s my codename. Anyways I got 3 questions. What pistol do you got, Glock 41 or a 1911? Who’s Charon and what’s the Syndicate?”

“The old Colt 45 has never failed me! It’s nice to see someone else carry one. Charon sounds pretty interesting considering his position. As for the Syndicate, I need some more info on them and if they have activities across the Multiverse.”

“What info do you need? Maybe we could work something out.. Anywhere to sit down around here? I’ve had to be on my feet for longer than I care for.”

“Uh, There’s a bench in the back of the hangar.” *They walk there and sit down* “I just need to know how they’re structured and how powerful they are.”

“Pretty standard for the most part. Head honcho at the top giving orders, the veterans who train the newbies, etcetera. They have different branches, one for every country, almost every act of terrorism or ‘random shooting’ or ‘mugging gone wrong’ is usually them picking off a target. Everyone who goes rogue or doesn’t have the guts to do as their told are killed, just like I was. I’ve met one of the bosses, goes by Balaam, he has the reflexes of a cat and can feel you coming no matter how you try and attack. He’s a good person to be allied with, which is why he’s my first target. We met again during our test to be resurrected, and although he makes me want to barf with some of the things he says, I need to make sure he’s on my side.”

“Keep them away from this timeline. I don’t want them to know we exist. What do they know about the Multiverse?”

“Nothing, at least that I know of anyway. Even if they knew Multiverse theory is true, I doubt they would do anything with that knowledge.”

“That…might cause some problems. If they aren’t threatening the Multiverse in anyway then there isn’t much we can do. Unless…what’s the state of monsterkind in your world?”

“Monsterkind? What is that, some sort of band or something? How does that relate to the conversation?”

“You don’t have monsters in your world? Where the hell are you from?”

“Earth? Where the hell am I?!”

“No What universe are you from? I don’t think you’re even from this cluster!”

“Uhh. The Milky Way? I don’t even know how to answer that question..”

“Let me explain. The Multiverse is like a cluster of stars. Each dimension has its difference. We’re in what’s known as the Undertale cluster. You look like you came from some place completely different.”

“Yeah.. I’ve never even heard of that. Can’t you like, track down my origin with my DNA or something? I do want to get back ya know, places to be, people to kill.”

“My scientist buddies can help you with that but considering how far your native timeline is, getting back won’t be easy…”

*The medics inspect the wounds. “Not bad…” *The medics use healing magic on the wounds.* “That should prevent it from becoming infected. On the tablet there should be the locations for the operating rooms. You need to get patched up better though.” *Shadow replied* “I can’t argue with that.”

“You think you can get there on your own?”

“I’d like to show you around! There’s a lot to see here.”

“That works out well then. So, according to doctor’s orders. First stop, operating room?”

“Yup! While you wait I’ll ask my scientist friends to figure out where you came from.”

“Great, let’s walk and talk. I wouldn’t mind some morphine right about now, my chest still hurts like a bitch.”

“I bet!” *They walk off* “How do you think you ended up so far away?”

“I never would have guessed he had the power to sling someone off that that far. Why would he want to spite you?”

“That makes sense…” *He texts someone* “What are you gonna do when you get back?”

“First, I’m gonna meet that one guy I mentioned earlier, named Balaam and try to get him on my side. Next I’m going to devise a plan to eradicate the Syndicate. They made me this way and they’re going to pay for it.”

“I’ll try to help you as much as I can. Is there anything you want me to do?” *They arrive, he opens the door and steps inside.*

“I’ll see what I can do. For now lay down on that bed over there.” *He points*

Kirell did as he asked, slowly laying down on the bed with a deep sigh.

*several doctors enter the room. One of them says.* “I’ll need to take a close look at those wounds.”

*he inspects the knife and the pistol* “Who’s the manufacturer?” *One of the doctors injects a mild anesthesia into her right arm.* “You’ll still be awake, you just won’t feel anything.” *He answers.*

“Heh! Nice! You’ll be up before you know it!”

Kirell mumbles something before closing her eyes and letting the doctors do their job.

“You’re not an ordinary human or are from around this dimension, are you? Also how did you get in here anyways?”

*Shadow steps back* “How did you know I have a .45? A-And what I mean is this universe. I’m pretty sure you’re from another universe…”

“Lucky guess mostly, besides it’s also what I have. If that’s the case I’m gonna have deck Charon when I see him next, how am I supposed to handle the Syndicate when you put me back in the wrong universe? Anyway, names’ Kirell.”

“Call me Shadow. It’s my codename. Anyways I got 3 questions. What pistol do you got, Glock 41 or a 1911? Who’s Charon and what’s the Syndicate?”

“The old Colt 45 has never failed me! It’s nice to see someone else carry one. Charon sounds pretty interesting considering his position. As for the Syndicate, I need some more info on them and if they have activities across the Multiverse.”

“What info do you need? Maybe we could work something out.. Anywhere to sit down around here? I’ve had to be on my feet for longer than I care for.”

“Uh, There’s a bench in the back of the hangar.” *They walk there and sit down* “I just need to know how they’re structured and how powerful they are.”

“Pretty standard for the most part. Head honcho at the top giving orders, the veterans who train the newbies, etcetera. They have different branches, one for every country, almost every act of terrorism or ‘random shooting’ or ‘mugging gone wrong’ is usually them picking off a target. Everyone who goes rogue or doesn’t have the guts to do as their told are killed, just like I was. I’ve met one of the bosses, goes by Balaam, he has the reflexes of a cat and can feel you coming no matter how you try and attack. He’s a good person to be allied with, which is why he’s my first target. We met again during our test to be resurrected, and although he makes me want to barf with some of the things he says, I need to make sure he’s on my side.”

“Keep them away from this timeline. I don’t want them to know we exist. What do they know about the Multiverse?”

“Nothing, at least that I know of anyway. Even if they knew Multiverse theory is true, I doubt they would do anything with that knowledge.”

“That…might cause some problems. If they aren’t threatening the Multiverse in anyway then there isn’t much we can do. Unless…what’s the state of monsterkind in your world?”

“Monsterkind? What is that, some sort of band or something? How does that relate to the conversation?”

“You don’t have monsters in your world? Where the hell are you from?”

“Earth? Where the hell am I?!”

“No What universe are you from? I don’t think you’re even from this cluster!”

“Uhh. The Milky Way? I don’t even know how to answer that question..”

“Let me explain. The Multiverse is like a cluster of stars. Each dimension has its difference. We’re in what’s known as the Undertale cluster. You look like you came from some place completely different.”

“Yeah.. I’ve never even heard of that. Can’t you like, track down my origin with my DNA or something? I do want to get back ya know, places to be, people to kill.”

“My scientist buddies can help you with that but considering how far your native timeline is, getting back won’t be easy…”

*The medics inspect the wounds. “Not bad…” *The medics use healing magic on the wounds.* “That should prevent it from becoming infected. On the tablet there should be the locations for the operating rooms. You need to get patched up better though.” *Shadow replied* “I can’t argue with that.”

“You think you can get there on your own?”

“I’d like to show you around! There’s a lot to see here.”

“That works out well then. So, according to doctor’s orders. First stop, operating room?”

“Yup! While you wait I’ll ask my scientist friends to figure out where you came from.”

“Great, let’s walk and talk. I wouldn’t mind some morphine right about now, my chest still hurts like a bitch.”

“I bet!” *They walk off* “How do you think you ended up so far away?”

“I never would have guessed he had the power to sling someone off that that far. Why would he want to spite you?”

“That makes sense…” *He texts someone* “What are you gonna do when you get back?”

“First, I’m gonna meet that one guy I mentioned earlier, named Balaam and try to get him on my side. Next I’m going to devise a plan to eradicate the Syndicate. They made me this way and they’re going to pay for it.”

“I’ll try to help you as much as I can. Is there anything you want me to do?” *They arrive, he opens the door and steps inside.*

“I’ll see what I can do. For now lay down on that bed over there.” *He points*

Kirell did as he asked, slowly laying down on the bed with a deep sigh.

*several doctors enter the room. One of them says.* “I’ll need to take a close look at those wounds.”

*he inspects the knife and the pistol* “Who’s the manufacturer?” *One of the doctors injects a mild anesthesia into her right arm.* “You’ll still be awake, you just won’t feel anything.” *He answers.*

“You’re not an ordinary human or are from around this dimension, are you? Also how did you get in here anyways?”

*Shadow steps back* “How did you know I have a .45? A-And what I mean is this universe. I’m pretty sure you’re from another universe…”

“Lucky guess mostly, besides it’s also what I have. If that’s the case I’m gonna have deck Charon when I see him next, how am I supposed to handle the Syndicate when you put me back in the wrong universe? Anyway, names’ Kirell.”

“Call me Shadow. It’s my codename. Anyways I got 3 questions. What pistol do you got, Glock 41 or a 1911? Who’s Charon and what’s the Syndicate?”

“The old Colt 45 has never failed me! It’s nice to see someone else carry one. Charon sounds pretty interesting considering his position. As for the Syndicate, I need some more info on them and if they have activities across the Multiverse.”

“What info do you need? Maybe we could work something out.. Anywhere to sit down around here? I’ve had to be on my feet for longer than I care for.”

“Uh, There’s a bench in the back of the hangar.” *They walk there and sit down* “I just need to know how they’re structured and how powerful they are.”

“Pretty standard for the most part. Head honcho at the top giving orders, the veterans who train the newbies, etcetera. They have different branches, one for every country, almost every act of terrorism or ‘random shooting’ or ‘mugging gone wrong’ is usually them picking off a target. Everyone who goes rogue or doesn’t have the guts to do as their told are killed, just like I was. I’ve met one of the bosses, goes by Balaam, he has the reflexes of a cat and can feel you coming no matter how you try and attack. He’s a good person to be allied with, which is why he’s my first target. We met again during our test to be resurrected, and although he makes me want to barf with some of the things he says, I need to make sure he’s on my side.”

“Keep them away from this timeline. I don’t want them to know we exist. What do they know about the Multiverse?”

“Nothing, at least that I know of anyway. Even if they knew Multiverse theory is true, I doubt they would do anything with that knowledge.”

“That…might cause some problems. If they aren’t threatening the Multiverse in anyway then there isn’t much we can do. Unless…what’s the state of monsterkind in your world?”

“Monsterkind? What is that, some sort of band or something? How does that relate to the conversation?”

“You don’t have monsters in your world? Where the hell are you from?”

“Earth? Where the hell am I?!”

“No What universe are you from? I don’t think you’re even from this cluster!”

“Uhh. The Milky Way? I don’t even know how to answer that question..”

“Let me explain. The Multiverse is like a cluster of stars. Each dimension has its difference. We’re in what’s known as the Undertale cluster. You look like you came from some place completely different.”

“Yeah.. I’ve never even heard of that. Can’t you like, track down my origin with my DNA or something? I do want to get back ya know, places to be, people to kill.”

“My scientist buddies can help you with that but considering how far your native timeline is, getting back won’t be easy…”

*The medics inspect the wounds. “Not bad…” *The medics use healing magic on the wounds.* “That should prevent it from becoming infected. On the tablet there should be the locations for the operating rooms. You need to get patched up better though.” *Shadow replied* “I can’t argue with that.”

“You think you can get there on your own?”

“I’d like to show you around! There’s a lot to see here.”

“That works out well then. So, according to doctor’s orders. First stop, operating room?”

“Yup! While you wait I’ll ask my scientist friends to figure out where you came from.”

“Great, let’s walk and talk. I wouldn’t mind some morphine right about now, my chest still hurts like a bitch.”

“I bet!” *They walk off* “How do you think you ended up so far away?”

“I never would have guessed he had the power to sling someone off that that far. Why would he want to spite you?”

“That makes sense…” *He texts someone* “What are you gonna do when you get back?”

“First, I’m gonna meet that one guy I mentioned earlier, named Balaam and try to get him on my side. Next I’m going to devise a plan to eradicate the Syndicate. They made me this way and they’re going to pay for it.”

“I’ll try to help you as much as I can. Is there anything you want me to do?” *They arrive, he opens the door and steps inside.*

“I’ll see what I can do. For now lay down on that bed over there.” *He points*

Kirell did as he asked, slowly laying down on the bed with a deep sigh.

*several doctors enter the room. One of them says.* “I’ll need to take a close look at those wounds.”

“You’re not an ordinary human or are from around this dimension, are you? Also how did you get in here anyways?”

*Shadow steps back* “How did you know I have a .45? A-And what I mean is this universe. I’m pretty sure you’re from another universe…”

“Lucky guess mostly, besides it’s also what I have. If that’s the case I’m gonna have deck Charon when I see him next, how am I supposed to handle the Syndicate when you put me back in the wrong universe? Anyway, names’ Kirell.”

“Call me Shadow. It’s my codename. Anyways I got 3 questions. What pistol do you got, Glock 41 or a 1911? Who’s Charon and what’s the Syndicate?”

“The old Colt 45 has never failed me! It’s nice to see someone else carry one. Charon sounds pretty interesting considering his position. As for the Syndicate, I need some more info on them and if they have activities across the Multiverse.”

“What info do you need? Maybe we could work something out.. Anywhere to sit down around here? I’ve had to be on my feet for longer than I care for.”

“Uh, There’s a bench in the back of the hangar.” *They walk there and sit down* “I just need to know how they’re structured and how powerful they are.”

“Pretty standard for the most part. Head honcho at the top giving orders, the veterans who train the newbies, etcetera. They have different branches, one for every country, almost every act of terrorism or ‘random shooting’ or ‘mugging gone wrong’ is usually them picking off a target. Everyone who goes rogue or doesn’t have the guts to do as their told are killed, just like I was. I’ve met one of the bosses, goes by Balaam, he has the reflexes of a cat and can feel you coming no matter how you try and attack. He’s a good person to be allied with, which is why he’s my first target. We met again during our test to be resurrected, and although he makes me want to barf with some of the things he says, I need to make sure he’s on my side.”

“Keep them away from this timeline. I don’t want them to know we exist. What do they know about the Multiverse?”

“Nothing, at least that I know of anyway. Even if they knew Multiverse theory is true, I doubt they would do anything with that knowledge.”

“That…might cause some problems. If they aren’t threatening the Multiverse in anyway then there isn’t much we can do. Unless…what’s the state of monsterkind in your world?”

“Monsterkind? What is that, some sort of band or something? How does that relate to the conversation?”

“You don’t have monsters in your world? Where the hell are you from?”

“Earth? Where the hell am I?!”

“No What universe are you from? I don’t think you’re even from this cluster!”

“Uhh. The Milky Way? I don’t even know how to answer that question..”

“Let me explain. The Multiverse is like a cluster of stars. Each dimension has its difference. We’re in what’s known as the Undertale cluster. You look like you came from some place completely different.”

“Yeah.. I’ve never even heard of that. Can’t you like, track down my origin with my DNA or something? I do want to get back ya know, places to be, people to kill.”

“My scientist buddies can help you with that but considering how far your native timeline is, getting back won’t be easy…”

*The medics inspect the wounds. “Not bad…” *The medics use healing magic on the wounds.* “That should prevent it from becoming infected. On the tablet there should be the locations for the operating rooms. You need to get patched up better though.” *Shadow replied* “I can’t argue with that.”

“You think you can get there on your own?”

“I’d like to show you around! There’s a lot to see here.”

“That works out well then. So, according to doctor’s orders. First stop, operating room?”

“Yup! While you wait I’ll ask my scientist friends to figure out where you came from.”

“Great, let’s walk and talk. I wouldn’t mind some morphine right about now, my chest still hurts like a bitch.”

“I bet!” *They walk off* “How do you think you ended up so far away?”

“I never would have guessed he had the power to sling someone off that that far. Why would he want to spite you?”

“That makes sense…” *He texts someone* “What are you gonna do when you get back?”

“First, I’m gonna meet that one guy I mentioned earlier, named Balaam and try to get him on my side. Next I’m going to devise a plan to eradicate the Syndicate. They made me this way and they’re going to pay for it.”

“I’ll try to help you as much as I can. Is there anything you want me to do?” *They arrive, he opens the door and steps inside.*

“I’ll see what I can do. For now lay down on that bed over there.” *He points*

Kirell did as he asked, slowly laying down on the bed with a deep sigh.

“You’re not an ordinary human or are from around this dimension, are you? Also how did you get in here anyways?”

*Shadow steps back* “How did you know I have a .45? A-And what I mean is this universe. I’m pretty sure you’re from another universe…”

“Lucky guess mostly, besides it’s also what I have. If that’s the case I’m gonna have deck Charon when I see him next, how am I supposed to handle the Syndicate when you put me back in the wrong universe? Anyway, names’ Kirell.”

“Call me Shadow. It’s my codename. Anyways I got 3 questions. What pistol do you got, Glock 41 or a 1911? Who’s Charon and what’s the Syndicate?”

“The old Colt 45 has never failed me! It’s nice to see someone else carry one. Charon sounds pretty interesting considering his position. As for the Syndicate, I need some more info on them and if they have activities across the Multiverse.”

“What info do you need? Maybe we could work something out.. Anywhere to sit down around here? I’ve had to be on my feet for longer than I care for.”

“Uh, There’s a bench in the back of the hangar.” *They walk there and sit down* “I just need to know how they’re structured and how powerful they are.”

“Pretty standard for the most part. Head honcho at the top giving orders, the veterans who train the newbies, etcetera. They have different branches, one for every country, almost every act of terrorism or ‘random shooting’ or ‘mugging gone wrong’ is usually them picking off a target. Everyone who goes rogue or doesn’t have the guts to do as their told are killed, just like I was. I’ve met one of the bosses, goes by Balaam, he has the reflexes of a cat and can feel you coming no matter how you try and attack. He’s a good person to be allied with, which is why he’s my first target. We met again during our test to be resurrected, and although he makes me want to barf with some of the things he says, I need to make sure he’s on my side.”

“Keep them away from this timeline. I don’t want them to know we exist. What do they know about the Multiverse?”

“Nothing, at least that I know of anyway. Even if they knew Multiverse theory is true, I doubt they would do anything with that knowledge.”

“That…might cause some problems. If they aren’t threatening the Multiverse in anyway then there isn’t much we can do. Unless…what’s the state of monsterkind in your world?”

“Monsterkind? What is that, some sort of band or something? How does that relate to the conversation?”

“You don’t have monsters in your world? Where the hell are you from?”

“Earth? Where the hell am I?!”

“No What universe are you from? I don’t think you’re even from this cluster!”

“Uhh. The Milky Way? I don’t even know how to answer that question..”

“Let me explain. The Multiverse is like a cluster of stars. Each dimension has its difference. We’re in what’s known as the Undertale cluster. You look like you came from some place completely different.”

“Yeah.. I’ve never even heard of that. Can’t you like, track down my origin with my DNA or something? I do want to get back ya know, places to be, people to kill.”

“My scientist buddies can help you with that but considering how far your native timeline is, getting back won’t be easy…”

*The medics inspect the wounds. “Not bad…” *The medics use healing magic on the wounds.* “That should prevent it from becoming infected. On the tablet there should be the locations for the operating rooms. You need to get patched up better though.” *Shadow replied* “I can’t argue with that.”

“You think you can get there on your own?”

“I’d like to show you around! There’s a lot to see here.”

“That works out well then. So, according to doctor’s orders. First stop, operating room?”

“Yup! While you wait I’ll ask my scientist friends to figure out where you came from.”

“Great, let’s walk and talk. I wouldn’t mind some morphine right about now, my chest still hurts like a bitch.”

“I bet!” *They walk off* “How do you think you ended up so far away?”

“I never would have guessed he had the power to sling someone off that that far. Why would he want to spite you?”

“That makes sense…” *He texts someone* “What are you gonna do when you get back?”

“First, I’m gonna meet that one guy I mentioned earlier, named Balaam and try to get him on my side. Next I’m going to devise a plan to eradicate the Syndicate. They made me this way and they’re going to pay for it.”

“I’ll try to help you as much as I can. Is there anything you want me to do?” *They arrive, he opens the door and steps inside.*

“You’re not an ordinary human or are from around this dimension, are you? Also how did you get in here anyways?”

*Shadow steps back* “How did you know I have a .45? A-And what I mean is this universe. I’m pretty sure you’re from another universe…”

“Lucky guess mostly, besides it’s also what I have. If that’s the case I’m gonna have deck Charon when I see him next, how am I supposed to handle the Syndicate when you put me back in the wrong universe? Anyway, names’ Kirell.”

“Call me Shadow. It’s my codename. Anyways I got 3 questions. What pistol do you got, Glock 41 or a 1911? Who’s Charon and what’s the Syndicate?”

“The old Colt 45 has never failed me! It’s nice to see someone else carry one. Charon sounds pretty interesting considering his position. As for the Syndicate, I need some more info on them and if they have activities across the Multiverse.”

“What info do you need? Maybe we could work something out.. Anywhere to sit down around here? I’ve had to be on my feet for longer than I care for.”

“Uh, There’s a bench in the back of the hangar.” *They walk there and sit down* “I just need to know how they’re structured and how powerful they are.”

“Pretty standard for the most part. Head honcho at the top giving orders, the veterans who train the newbies, etcetera. They have different branches, one for every country, almost every act of terrorism or ‘random shooting’ or ‘mugging gone wrong’ is usually them picking off a target. Everyone who goes rogue or doesn’t have the guts to do as their told are killed, just like I was. I’ve met one of the bosses, goes by Balaam, he has the reflexes of a cat and can feel you coming no matter how you try and attack. He’s a good person to be allied with, which is why he’s my first target. We met again during our test to be resurrected, and although he makes me want to barf with some of the things he says, I need to make sure he’s on my side.”

“Keep them away from this timeline. I don’t want them to know we exist. What do they know about the Multiverse?”

“Nothing, at least that I know of anyway. Even if they knew Multiverse theory is true, I doubt they would do anything with that knowledge.”

“That…might cause some problems. If they aren’t threatening the Multiverse in anyway then there isn’t much we can do. Unless…what’s the state of monsterkind in your world?”

“Monsterkind? What is that, some sort of band or something? How does that relate to the conversation?”

“You don’t have monsters in your world? Where the hell are you from?”

“Earth? Where the hell am I?!”

“No What universe are you from? I don’t think you’re even from this cluster!”

“Uhh. The Milky Way? I don’t even know how to answer that question..”

“Let me explain. The Multiverse is like a cluster of stars. Each dimension has its difference. We’re in what’s known as the Undertale cluster. You look like you came from some place completely different.”

“Yeah.. I’ve never even heard of that. Can’t you like, track down my origin with my DNA or something? I do want to get back ya know, places to be, people to kill.”

“My scientist buddies can help you with that but considering how far your native timeline is, getting back won’t be easy…”

*The medics inspect the wounds. “Not bad…” *The medics use healing magic on the wounds.* “That should prevent it from becoming infected. On the tablet there should be the locations for the operating rooms. You need to get patched up better though.” *Shadow replied* “I can’t argue with that.”

“You think you can get there on your own?”

“I’d like to show you around! There’s a lot to see here.”

“That works out well then. So, according to doctor’s orders. First stop, operating room?”

“Yup! While you wait I’ll ask my scientist friends to figure out where you came from.”

“Great, let’s walk and talk. I wouldn’t mind some morphine right about now, my chest still hurts like a bitch.”

“I bet!” *They walk off* “How do you think you ended up so far away?”

“I never would have guessed he had the power to sling someone off that that far. Why would he want to spite you?”

“That makes sense…” *He texts someone* “What are you gonna do when you get back?”

"First, I'm gonna meet that one guy I mentioned earlier, named Balaam and try to get him on my side. Next I'm going to devise a plan to eradicate the Syndicate. They made me this way and they're going to pay for it."

“You’re not an ordinary human or are from around this dimension, are you? Also how did you get in here anyways?”

*Shadow steps back* “How did you know I have a .45? A-And what I mean is this universe. I’m pretty sure you’re from another universe…”

“Lucky guess mostly, besides it’s also what I have. If that’s the case I’m gonna have deck Charon when I see him next, how am I supposed to handle the Syndicate when you put me back in the wrong universe? Anyway, names’ Kirell.”

“Call me Shadow. It’s my codename. Anyways I got 3 questions. What pistol do you got, Glock 41 or a 1911? Who’s Charon and what’s the Syndicate?”

“The old Colt 45 has never failed me! It’s nice to see someone else carry one. Charon sounds pretty interesting considering his position. As for the Syndicate, I need some more info on them and if they have activities across the Multiverse.”

“What info do you need? Maybe we could work something out.. Anywhere to sit down around here? I’ve had to be on my feet for longer than I care for.”

“Uh, There’s a bench in the back of the hangar.” *They walk there and sit down* “I just need to know how they’re structured and how powerful they are.”

“Pretty standard for the most part. Head honcho at the top giving orders, the veterans who train the newbies, etcetera. They have different branches, one for every country, almost every act of terrorism or ‘random shooting’ or ‘mugging gone wrong’ is usually them picking off a target. Everyone who goes rogue or doesn’t have the guts to do as their told are killed, just like I was. I’ve met one of the bosses, goes by Balaam, he has the reflexes of a cat and can feel you coming no matter how you try and attack. He’s a good person to be allied with, which is why he’s my first target. We met again during our test to be resurrected, and although he makes me want to barf with some of the things he says, I need to make sure he’s on my side.”

“Keep them away from this timeline. I don’t want them to know we exist. What do they know about the Multiverse?”

“Nothing, at least that I know of anyway. Even if they knew Multiverse theory is true, I doubt they would do anything with that knowledge.”

“That…might cause some problems. If they aren’t threatening the Multiverse in anyway then there isn’t much we can do. Unless…what’s the state of monsterkind in your world?”

“Monsterkind? What is that, some sort of band or something? How does that relate to the conversation?”

“You don’t have monsters in your world? Where the hell are you from?”

“Earth? Where the hell am I?!”

“No What universe are you from? I don’t think you’re even from this cluster!”

“Uhh. The Milky Way? I don’t even know how to answer that question..”

“Let me explain. The Multiverse is like a cluster of stars. Each dimension has its difference. We’re in what’s known as the Undertale cluster. You look like you came from some place completely different.”

“Yeah.. I’ve never even heard of that. Can’t you like, track down my origin with my DNA or something? I do want to get back ya know, places to be, people to kill.”

“My scientist buddies can help you with that but considering how far your native timeline is, getting back won’t be easy…”

*The medics inspect the wounds. “Not bad…” *The medics use healing magic on the wounds.* “That should prevent it from becoming infected. On the tablet there should be the locations for the operating rooms. You need to get patched up better though.” *Shadow replied* “I can’t argue with that.”

“You think you can get there on your own?”

“I’d like to show you around! There’s a lot to see here.”

“That works out well then. So, according to doctor’s orders. First stop, operating room?”

“Yup! While you wait I’ll ask my scientist friends to figure out where you came from.”

“Great, let’s walk and talk. I wouldn’t mind some morphine right about now, my chest still hurts like a bitch.”

“I bet!” *They walk off* “How do you think you ended up so far away?”

“I never would have guessed he had the power to sling someone off that that far. Why would he want to spite you?”

“You’re not an ordinary human or are from around this dimension, are you? Also how did you get in here anyways?”

*Shadow steps back* “How did you know I have a .45? A-And what I mean is this universe. I’m pretty sure you’re from another universe…”

“Lucky guess mostly, besides it’s also what I have. If that’s the case I’m gonna have deck Charon when I see him next, how am I supposed to handle the Syndicate when you put me back in the wrong universe? Anyway, names’ Kirell.”

“Call me Shadow. It’s my codename. Anyways I got 3 questions. What pistol do you got, Glock 41 or a 1911? Who’s Charon and what’s the Syndicate?”

“The old Colt 45 has never failed me! It’s nice to see someone else carry one. Charon sounds pretty interesting considering his position. As for the Syndicate, I need some more info on them and if they have activities across the Multiverse.”

“What info do you need? Maybe we could work something out.. Anywhere to sit down around here? I’ve had to be on my feet for longer than I care for.”

“Uh, There’s a bench in the back of the hangar.” *They walk there and sit down* “I just need to know how they’re structured and how powerful they are.”

“Pretty standard for the most part. Head honcho at the top giving orders, the veterans who train the newbies, etcetera. They have different branches, one for every country, almost every act of terrorism or ‘random shooting’ or ‘mugging gone wrong’ is usually them picking off a target. Everyone who goes rogue or doesn’t have the guts to do as their told are killed, just like I was. I’ve met one of the bosses, goes by Balaam, he has the reflexes of a cat and can feel you coming no matter how you try and attack. He’s a good person to be allied with, which is why he’s my first target. We met again during our test to be resurrected, and although he makes me want to barf with some of the things he says, I need to make sure he’s on my side.”

“Keep them away from this timeline. I don’t want them to know we exist. What do they know about the Multiverse?”

“Nothing, at least that I know of anyway. Even if they knew Multiverse theory is true, I doubt they would do anything with that knowledge.”

“That…might cause some problems. If they aren’t threatening the Multiverse in anyway then there isn’t much we can do. Unless…what’s the state of monsterkind in your world?”

“Monsterkind? What is that, some sort of band or something? How does that relate to the conversation?”

“You don’t have monsters in your world? Where the hell are you from?”

“Earth? Where the hell am I?!”

“No What universe are you from? I don’t think you’re even from this cluster!”

“Uhh. The Milky Way? I don’t even know how to answer that question..”

“Let me explain. The Multiverse is like a cluster of stars. Each dimension has its difference. We’re in what’s known as the Undertale cluster. You look like you came from some place completely different.”

“Yeah.. I’ve never even heard of that. Can’t you like, track down my origin with my DNA or something? I do want to get back ya know, places to be, people to kill.”

“My scientist buddies can help you with that but considering how far your native timeline is, getting back won’t be easy…”

*The medics inspect the wounds. “Not bad…” *The medics use healing magic on the wounds.* “That should prevent it from becoming infected. On the tablet there should be the locations for the operating rooms. You need to get patched up better though.” *Shadow replied* “I can’t argue with that.”

“You think you can get there on your own?”

“I’d like to show you around! There’s a lot to see here.”

“That works out well then. So, according to doctor’s orders. First stop, operating room?”

“Yup! While you wait I’ll ask my scientist friends to figure out where you came from.”

“Great, let’s walk and talk. I wouldn’t mind some morphine right about now, my chest still hurts like a bitch.”

“I bet!” *They walk off* “How do you think you ended up so far away?”

“You’re not an ordinary human or are from around this dimension, are you? Also how did you get in here anyways?”

*Shadow steps back* “How did you know I have a .45? A-And what I mean is this universe. I’m pretty sure you’re from another universe…”

“Lucky guess mostly, besides it’s also what I have. If that’s the case I’m gonna have deck Charon when I see him next, how am I supposed to handle the Syndicate when you put me back in the wrong universe? Anyway, names’ Kirell.”

“Call me Shadow. It’s my codename. Anyways I got 3 questions. What pistol do you got, Glock 41 or a 1911? Who’s Charon and what’s the Syndicate?”

“The old Colt 45 has never failed me! It’s nice to see someone else carry one. Charon sounds pretty interesting considering his position. As for the Syndicate, I need some more info on them and if they have activities across the Multiverse.”

“What info do you need? Maybe we could work something out.. Anywhere to sit down around here? I’ve had to be on my feet for longer than I care for.”

“Uh, There’s a bench in the back of the hangar.” *They walk there and sit down* “I just need to know how they’re structured and how powerful they are.”

“Pretty standard for the most part. Head honcho at the top giving orders, the veterans who train the newbies, etcetera. They have different branches, one for every country, almost every act of terrorism or ‘random shooting’ or ‘mugging gone wrong’ is usually them picking off a target. Everyone who goes rogue or doesn’t have the guts to do as their told are killed, just like I was. I’ve met one of the bosses, goes by Balaam, he has the reflexes of a cat and can feel you coming no matter how you try and attack. He’s a good person to be allied with, which is why he’s my first target. We met again during our test to be resurrected, and although he makes me want to barf with some of the things he says, I need to make sure he’s on my side.”

“Keep them away from this timeline. I don’t want them to know we exist. What do they know about the Multiverse?”

“Nothing, at least that I know of anyway. Even if they knew Multiverse theory is true, I doubt they would do anything with that knowledge.”

“That…might cause some problems. If they aren’t threatening the Multiverse in anyway then there isn’t much we can do. Unless…what’s the state of monsterkind in your world?”

“Monsterkind? What is that, some sort of band or something? How does that relate to the conversation?”

“You don’t have monsters in your world? Where the hell are you from?”

“Earth? Where the hell am I?!”

“No What universe are you from? I don’t think you’re even from this cluster!”

“Uhh. The Milky Way? I don’t even know how to answer that question..”

“Let me explain. The Multiverse is like a cluster of stars. Each dimension has its difference. We’re in what’s known as the Undertale cluster. You look like you came from some place completely different.”

“Yeah.. I’ve never even heard of that. Can’t you like, track down my origin with my DNA or something? I do want to get back ya know, places to be, people to kill.”

“My scientist buddies can help you with that but considering how far your native timeline is, getting back won’t be easy…”

*The medics inspect the wounds. “Not bad…” *The medics use healing magic on the wounds.* “That should prevent it from becoming infected. On the tablet there should be the locations for the operating rooms. You need to get patched up better though.” *Shadow replied* “I can’t argue with that.”

“You think you can get there on your own?”

“I’d like to show you around! There’s a lot to see here.”

“That works out well then. So, according to doctor’s orders. First stop, operating room?”

“Yup! While you wait I’ll ask my scientist friends to figure out where you came from.”

"Great, let's walk and talk. I wouldn't mind some morphine right about now, my chest still hurts like a bitch."

“You’re not an ordinary human or are from around this dimension, are you? Also how did you get in here anyways?”

*Shadow steps back* “How did you know I have a .45? A-And what I mean is this universe. I’m pretty sure you’re from another universe…”

“Lucky guess mostly, besides it’s also what I have. If that’s the case I’m gonna have deck Charon when I see him next, how am I supposed to handle the Syndicate when you put me back in the wrong universe? Anyway, names’ Kirell.”

“Call me Shadow. It’s my codename. Anyways I got 3 questions. What pistol do you got, Glock 41 or a 1911? Who’s Charon and what’s the Syndicate?”

“The old Colt 45 has never failed me! It’s nice to see someone else carry one. Charon sounds pretty interesting considering his position. As for the Syndicate, I need some more info on them and if they have activities across the Multiverse.”

“What info do you need? Maybe we could work something out.. Anywhere to sit down around here? I’ve had to be on my feet for longer than I care for.”

“Uh, There’s a bench in the back of the hangar.” *They walk there and sit down* “I just need to know how they’re structured and how powerful they are.”

“Pretty standard for the most part. Head honcho at the top giving orders, the veterans who train the newbies, etcetera. They have different branches, one for every country, almost every act of terrorism or ‘random shooting’ or ‘mugging gone wrong’ is usually them picking off a target. Everyone who goes rogue or doesn’t have the guts to do as their told are killed, just like I was. I’ve met one of the bosses, goes by Balaam, he has the reflexes of a cat and can feel you coming no matter how you try and attack. He’s a good person to be allied with, which is why he’s my first target. We met again during our test to be resurrected, and although he makes me want to barf with some of the things he says, I need to make sure he’s on my side.”

“Keep them away from this timeline. I don’t want them to know we exist. What do they know about the Multiverse?”

“Nothing, at least that I know of anyway. Even if they knew Multiverse theory is true, I doubt they would do anything with that knowledge.”

“That…might cause some problems. If they aren’t threatening the Multiverse in anyway then there isn’t much we can do. Unless…what’s the state of monsterkind in your world?”

“Monsterkind? What is that, some sort of band or something? How does that relate to the conversation?”

“You don’t have monsters in your world? Where the hell are you from?”

“Earth? Where the hell am I?!”

“No What universe are you from? I don’t think you’re even from this cluster!”

“Uhh. The Milky Way? I don’t even know how to answer that question..”

“Let me explain. The Multiverse is like a cluster of stars. Each dimension has its difference. We’re in what’s known as the Undertale cluster. You look like you came from some place completely different.”

“Yeah.. I’ve never even heard of that. Can’t you like, track down my origin with my DNA or something? I do want to get back ya know, places to be, people to kill.”

“My scientist buddies can help you with that but considering how far your native timeline is, getting back won’t be easy…”

*The medics inspect the wounds. “Not bad…” *The medics use healing magic on the wounds.* “That should prevent it from becoming infected. On the tablet there should be the locations for the operating rooms. You need to get patched up better though.” *Shadow replied* “I can’t argue with that.”

“You think you can get there on your own?”

“I’d like to show you around! There’s a lot to see here.”

"That works out well then. So, according to doctor's orders. First stop, operating room?"

“You’re not an ordinary human or are from around this dimension, are you? Also how did you get in here anyways?”

*Shadow steps back* “How did you know I have a .45? A-And what I mean is this universe. I’m pretty sure you’re from another universe…”

“Lucky guess mostly, besides it’s also what I have. If that’s the case I’m gonna have deck Charon when I see him next, how am I supposed to handle the Syndicate when you put me back in the wrong universe? Anyway, names’ Kirell.”

“Call me Shadow. It’s my codename. Anyways I got 3 questions. What pistol do you got, Glock 41 or a 1911? Who’s Charon and what’s the Syndicate?”

“The old Colt 45 has never failed me! It’s nice to see someone else carry one. Charon sounds pretty interesting considering his position. As for the Syndicate, I need some more info on them and if they have activities across the Multiverse.”

“What info do you need? Maybe we could work something out.. Anywhere to sit down around here? I’ve had to be on my feet for longer than I care for.”

“Uh, There’s a bench in the back of the hangar.” *They walk there and sit down* “I just need to know how they’re structured and how powerful they are.”

“Pretty standard for the most part. Head honcho at the top giving orders, the veterans who train the newbies, etcetera. They have different branches, one for every country, almost every act of terrorism or ‘random shooting’ or ‘mugging gone wrong’ is usually them picking off a target. Everyone who goes rogue or doesn’t have the guts to do as their told are killed, just like I was. I’ve met one of the bosses, goes by Balaam, he has the reflexes of a cat and can feel you coming no matter how you try and attack. He’s a good person to be allied with, which is why he’s my first target. We met again during our test to be resurrected, and although he makes me want to barf with some of the things he says, I need to make sure he’s on my side.”

“Keep them away from this timeline. I don’t want them to know we exist. What do they know about the Multiverse?”

“Nothing, at least that I know of anyway. Even if they knew Multiverse theory is true, I doubt they would do anything with that knowledge.”

“That…might cause some problems. If they aren’t threatening the Multiverse in anyway then there isn’t much we can do. Unless…what’s the state of monsterkind in your world?”

“Monsterkind? What is that, some sort of band or something? How does that relate to the conversation?”

“You don’t have monsters in your world? Where the hell are you from?”

“Earth? Where the hell am I?!”

“No What universe are you from? I don’t think you’re even from this cluster!”

“Uhh. The Milky Way? I don’t even know how to answer that question..”

“Let me explain. The Multiverse is like a cluster of stars. Each dimension has its difference. We’re in what’s known as the Undertale cluster. You look like you came from some place completely different.”

“Yeah.. I’ve never even heard of that. Can’t you like, track down my origin with my DNA or something? I do want to get back ya know, places to be, people to kill.”

“My scientist buddies can help you with that but considering how far your native timeline is, getting back won’t be easy…”

*The medics inspect the wounds. “Not bad…” *The medics use healing magic on the wounds.* “That should prevent it from becoming infected. On the tablet there should be the locations for the operating rooms. You need to get patched up better though.” *Shadow replied* “I can’t argue with that.”

“You think you can get there on your own?”

“You’re not an ordinary human or are from around this dimension, are you? Also how did you get in here anyways?”

*Shadow steps back* “How did you know I have a .45? A-And what I mean is this universe. I’m pretty sure you’re from another universe…”

“Lucky guess mostly, besides it’s also what I have. If that’s the case I’m gonna have deck Charon when I see him next, how am I supposed to handle the Syndicate when you put me back in the wrong universe? Anyway, names’ Kirell.”

“Call me Shadow. It’s my codename. Anyways I got 3 questions. What pistol do you got, Glock 41 or a 1911? Who’s Charon and what’s the Syndicate?”

“The old Colt 45 has never failed me! It’s nice to see someone else carry one. Charon sounds pretty interesting considering his position. As for the Syndicate, I need some more info on them and if they have activities across the Multiverse.”

“What info do you need? Maybe we could work something out.. Anywhere to sit down around here? I’ve had to be on my feet for longer than I care for.”