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Funkipedia: Lost (sometimes shortened to "F:Lost" or just "Lost") is a story created by CyanSeleste. In this AU, The Funkipedia wiki is represented by a vast metropolis after the event known as the Funkipedia Wiki Move
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Prolouge
“I’m surprised that you guys really turned up,” Cyan said sheepishly. ”I haven’t thrown a party for a long while.”
“Don’t sweat it Cyan. We’ve all been due for some relaxation after the move.” I said, sighing.
It’s been 3 whole months since the move from Old Funkipedia, and we’ve all been starved for a good bit of fun. All the regulars from the old wiki were here too. Neon and West were over by the punch bowl, discussing an art trade, and Rainbow and DDR were discussing writer’s tips. Random was doing a cool trick where he lit the tablecloth on fire, and Immediately it went out. 
	A round of applause went up as Random smugly bowed. UnusedCode then walked through the door with a box, with a solemn look on his face. West and Cyan looked at each other, pale determination covering the complacency that was just recently there.
	“I’ve come to make an announcement,” Cyan said. “So take a seat.”
	I took a seat next to Rainbow and Nya as he started: “For too long, we’ve suffered the same monotony, the same old Funkipedia, over and over.” He glanced over at West, who nodded for him to continue. “I believe that there is a need for a… return to chaos.”
Just then, Ashlynn walked into the room and put on a gas mask. “That’s why we released a nerve gas that will essentially cause you guys to become mindless super soldiers”
	In response, a sharp smell permeated the air, and some users fainted immediately, twitching in pain as they mutated into what could only be called inhuman.
Mare looked up from their book and saw that everyone was spazzing out and said, “That’s my cue to leave i guess-” and then fainted.
Rainbow had her hand over her mouth as she led me and nya out of the building, where Cyan and West were looking at us in disdain. Cyan was holding a flare gun, and looking at us with… remorse?
“So you have immunity to the nerve gas.” West sneered, unclipping his mask. “No matter. That’s why we have plan B in store.”
Cyan hit the trigger, sending up a red flare into the sky. Little did we know that was the beginning of the end.
		
The building collapsed as it was hit with shelling fire, leaving a huge cloud of dust, and some… dazed users? They were slowly getting up, and they bruised themselves off, seemingly unharmed. That’s when the next wave hit. It rained heavy fire, decimating more buildings and leaving rubble in its wake. Cyan and west had seemingly disappeared, leaving us to our own devices. The wiki users were now wide awake, but something was off…
All of the ones who were exposed to the nerve gas now had a black x on their neck, or in neon’s case, on his shoulder. They were also more built and defined, and they had a dead look in their eyes.
	“Rainbow, Nya, we gotta split before anything else happens.” I whispered. They nodded in agreement, but then Neon ran up to a random user and slashed, effectively blocking them. Permanently.
That was the last straw. Now all the other affected users were going feral, tearing at each other with whatever they could find. Rainbow and I tailed it out of there, with Nya not too far behind. Some other users that didn’t attend the party were screaming for their lives, giving us good cover and soon, we were on the far outskirts of the city.
“What will we do now?” Nya asked. She had grabbed a hockey stick from a nearby store and was now practicing swinging it like a staff. 
“We survive, that’s what.” Rainbow brandished a sick looking bat and continued, “Obviously, we can’t stay here, unless we want to get deleted from this plane of existence. We should head east, to the old city and see if we can find something, anything that’ll return the others back to normal.”
	I pulled out my knife, a gift Cyan had given to me a while back while we were still in the old city. “Well, all I know is that the pay comes due. They will pay for what they’ve done. To all of us.” Rainbow and Nya nodded in agreement. We left the city soon after that, never to see it again.
That was 6 months ago. Now, returning to what was left of the city, on an anonymous tip, we gasped in shock. All the main skyscrapers were decimated, with the exception of the announcements building which had screens on all sides. The smaller buildings were lush with vegetation and flora, being untended for half a year, after all. There were still signs of life, as I saw lights in houses flicker and people working on the roofs. 
We were sitting at a porch balcony when a familiar voice rang through the air. 
“Well, well, well, it seems the birds have returned to the nest.” I whipped my head around to see Mare and Random perched on a roof, looking almost as they did 6 months ago. Mare was now rocking a camo army jacket, and black jogging pants. “Don’t worry, we’re not gonna rip you to shreds-”
	“Yet.” Random said enthusiastically. His once styled hair was now a shaggy mess, covering his eyes, and he was sporting a tattered gray jacket, making his smile ominous. “We’ve come to warn you 3.”
	“Wait… where’s Neon?” Rainbow asked. She raised her most recent weapon, a sick looking pair of solid brass knuckles. “From what I've heard, the most volatile of you travel in 3’s.”
	“Oh, him.” mare said, her face tight with pain and disdain. “He’s still licking his wounds from Cyan and West’s… announcement.”
	“Cyan?” I asked. “And what announcement?”
“Oh you don’t know?” Neon swung down from the awning above us, with visible battle scars, the most prominent one being that his eye was completely gone. He noticed us staring and said, “I’ll be fine. The mutation sped up my healing factor by 10. Ill be as good as new in the morning.”
	“We didn’t come here to catch up, Neon.” Nya said fiercely. “Say what you have to, and leave us be.”
	“Jeez, someone’s had a rough 6 months.” Random said with a chuckle.
	“Enough Random.” Neon looked over at us and said, 
 “You’ve all been put up for a bounty.”
Chapter 1
“Bounty? I asked. “We’ve at most been a minor nuisance to them, not a threat would allow us to have a price tag-”
	“That’s what we’re trying to find out.” Mare interrupted me. “But if I had to guess, it's for your blood.” she slid her hand across my arm, sending a shiver down my spine. “You three were the only ones who seemed to have no major effects from the gasing, so you might have something of an antivirus in your system.” She looked at my now lethal tail and horns, Rainbow’s heightened vision as she read the billboards miles away, and Braids now uncanny ability to spin her knife at record speed, as she was doing now, and said, “No major effects.”
	I remembered back to the beginning of the plague where West had distinctly told us that we seemed to be immune to the nerve gas. “So they plan on turning us into the bad guys here, and claiming full credit when they develop the cure?”
	Neon solemnly nodded. His minor scrapes and cuts were almost completely gone by now, and now his eye was starting to reform. Not a pretty sight. “More than that. They plan on executing you by firing squad to set an example to others.”
	Rainbow paled, white-knuckling as she clenched her fists. Braids had a different reaction, muttering some things I won't repeat. She had pulled out her knives and seemed ready to stab anyone who got to close with a silent fury.
	“That’s why we’ve decided to give you the tip. The enemy of our enemy is our friend, after all.” Random said, stopping at the door. He knocked twice, and the door slid open.
	The inside of their base camp was massive, with tunnels leading in every direction to who knows where. I saw some familiar faces among the crowd. Floral, who was a famous artist before the apocalypse, was fixing up the retired banner of the old funkipedia, which seemed to be their flag. Marbles was running routes with some newer users, teaching them the best way to infiltrate a base camp and effectively loot it. Most surprising of all was Pink, who seemed to be running the entire place, sending people out and about to keep this operation running.
	She saw us and waved us over. “So glad you guys could make it here before the volatiles picked up your scent-” she looked back at neon, mare, and random hiding in the shadows, grinning mischievously. “Before less compliant volatiles picked up your scent.” 
“While we know you’ go for a vast sum of money and insurance on the black market. I think we can put you 3 to work.” she smiled sadly thinking back to when the worst thing we had to worry about were vandals and corrupt trolls. “I even think we can help you with your… problem.”
She continued by explaining that if we wanted her help at all, we had to prove ourselves worthy of it. “Our newest base, Alpha quadrant, has gone mysteriously silent after Cyan and West made their little… proclamation. We’re sending you three out to scout it out so I can adequately send troops. Do this, and I’ll see what I can do about your situation.”
We reluctantly agreed, seeing this as the best option as of right now. We were then sent over to intelligence to get the scope and layout of the base. DDR, as intelligence, headed up the conversation with Gati translating the signs. “Alpha quadrant is a vertical base designed to enhance our communications and help us radio in from the outskirts of the city. Recently our radio tower on top of the camp fizzled out and we lost communications with them.” DDR made the sign for ‘urgent’ “and gati said. “You have to regain radio control of the tower so we can safely send out people without being in the dark.” 
“So we just need to sneak in and fix the tower?” Braids asked. She had put her knives away, but her glare made up for the sharpness. Whatever she was thinking of, it wasn’t good. “Because if that’s so, me and the girls call that light work.” 
“That’s great and all, but from what our scouts have told us, Ashlynn is heading up the camp, and shows no mercy to our people.” Marbles walked over, steel bat in hand. “If you get caught, game over.”
“We just won’t get caught then.” Rainbow said. “But can we get an upgrade to our gear? I don’t see myself incapacitating someone easily with these brass knuckles.”
“That’s up to me.” they said, smirking,“Come back alive, and we’ll trade.” Marbles said.
	A few hours later, we arrived a few miles from Alpha quadrant, ready to give them living hell.
Chapter 2
“Red, give me a status update.” I paced the wall around the now captured rebel camp, where I felt that something was bound to happen soon. “Red, do you copy?”
	Hidey finally picked up. “Sorry, I had my radio on one-way. The base is clear, and the guard rotation is happening now.” She held the radio away as she barked orders for the guards to be on their toes. “All quiet down here.”
	When she sounded off. I took a seat on the wall and thought way back to after Cyan and West bombed the city. Those who knew what went down formed the resistance, while we quickly seized power over the area and promised immunity to those who fell under us. Hidey and Coach were the first to pledge loyalty, and with their combined prowess of ruthlessness and strategic thinking, they seized Alpha in a matter of hours.
	A user radioed in with a report. “I’ve got some static on my 5, it seems that there’s a mild discrepancy in our energy field-” The user suddenly sounded like he was choking, and they went dark.
	Alarmed, I radioed in a Class A Lockdown, and ran as fast as I could to command, where Unused was absolutely livid. “How did someone get past the outer defenses? We have TWO whole identity checks-”
	“When you stop ranting about your flawless security, can we check the cams to see who’s choking our people to death?”
	Code scowled, but he reluctantly pulled up the security cams to see a girl with brown hair slam someone into the ground with her tail and bind them so they couldn’t radio in. She was then joined by 2 other girls, and they ran off toward the radio tower.
I quickly identified them as the girls on the wanted list that West and Cyan put out. Apparently, they were the key to creating a cure, or at least reverting some of the more… distasteful ones back to the right side.
“Coach, what’s their location?” I asked. Silence. “Coach, do you copy?” More silence. “Seems he’s gone dark.”
Hidey radioed in. “We’re being chewed up and spit out over here, so can we get some assistance? Coach’s radio was destroyed by one of the girls, so he can’t radio in from his channel-”
	Her radio was then bombarded with static and grunts as a scuffle took place between her and the one they called Braids. While Hidey had more than a few years of practical combat on her belt, Braids seemed to be holding her own. She is very physically able, as shown by how she was dodging and blocking the strikes with relative ease. She especially impressed me when she blocked Coach, who was wielding a battle ax, with a well placed jab. 
The other girls were no slouches to a fight either, and were holding their own against some of the other guards until Hidey dropped her weapon, a rapier, and shot one of them in the shoulder. She went down, her blood staining her lavender colored shirt.
“The fact you don’t wear bullet-proof armor under your clothes makes me wonder why we go through all this trouble to catch you three.” Hidey said. Shegrabbed the one I now thought to be Rainbow of the ground and sneered in her face, “It’s obviously not for your brains.”
	Rainbow just smiled and said, “That's what I wanted you to think.” She then revealed she had rigged explosives in the camp, and had just hit the detonator. Hidey faltered for a second, which allowed Rainbow to bash her head into her face, breaking her grip… and her nose.
	The girls ran off to the east, where Code had sent troops to block the exits, but they weren't going for the exits. They veered right to our hangar, and after a good few minutes, they burst out with an armored jeep, and ran through the crowd and through a wall! These women had no fear, or were extremely stupid.
	I slid down the wall to go check on Coach and Hidey, who were treating their wounds. Coach got away with only minor scrapes and bruises, and maybe a cracked rib. Hidey however, took the brunt of her damage from Braids and Rainbow, having multiple knife gashes and a scar on her face, and was bruised and bloody. Add on top of that a broken nose, and I could see why she was now seething with rage.
	“Hello, oh wise and helpful commander. It was so helpful when you dropped in and captured these delinquents- oh wait, you didn’t, did you?” 
	I winced. “That’s not my job, and you know it. You’re the one who prides herself on combat, oh wise and all-knowing red leader.” She knew I had her there. “This wasn’t all for nothing at least. We know how they fight, we know they’re allied with the resistance, and that they’re pretty good at espionage. The one who said she planted explosives lied to your face Red.” The anger on her face was amusing as I continued, “coach, go and repair that wall. Hidey, go and get medical care and stop bleeding all over the floor. It attracts the volatiles-”
	Code burst through the gate with a pale look of fear on his face. “Volatiles are the least of our worries.” They pointed outside and on the horizon, I could see hundreds of resistance soldiers storming us, ready to take back their camp.
Chapter 3
	“Alright everyone, I want you on high alert. While we just got here, I want them to have ample ground if they mean surrender- Rainbow, get your butt down to a medic and stop bleeding so close to my map” She mock saluted and scurried away, tailed by Marbles, who had said that there would be an upgrade in the works for her. All of the girls were due for an upgrade, seeing as they’re smart enough to hold their own.
	“Our main plan of attack is currently attack plan delta-3, a pincer position which leaves very little room for our enemies to breathe. In 20 minutes, we’ll form this plan, and take back our base. Am I clear?” A resounding “YES MA'AM” rang out. 
	I dismissed them and went to go check on my commanders, who were being briefed on the weak points of the base by Braids, who was now pointing over at the jeep she drove in. “There’s now a giant hole in the east wall, but you’d be more prone to a chokehold attack-”
	“Yeah but if moved our soldiers in from this side of the pincer, we’d ease fire from the wall-”
	“This is all fine and good,” I said. “But what happens when they realize that we’re storming through a jeep-sized hole?” 
“Braids, come with me.” I led her toward the armory, where Mare and Marbles were suiting up in the armory. “I need you to go with Mare and Marbles up to our other radio tower, and establish this relay so we can open communication as soon as we take back our base.”
	“No problem, but why me and not your soldiers?” Braids asked. “I literally am the definition of confused.”
	“To make things short, we put our tower on your house, it’s surrounded by mindless, bloodthirsty-” I caught a look from Mare. “volatiles, and you know your place better than anyone here, other than maybe your old friends, like-” 
	“We don’t speak his name unless he’s begging for mercy.” She said. I could see her starting to white-kuckle her knife, a gift that I knew was from Cyan, as my weapon of choice, a lightweight assault rifle, was also a gift from him. “I still wonder how he was swayed so far into the wrong.”
	“We can’t dwell on that now.” I said. “Right now we focus on the mission, and then we can think about how we ended up where we are, alright?” she nodded. “Good. Now suit up, you leave in 2 minutes.” she smiled, thought of her old home, and ran off back into the armory.
	I spent the rest of my time in the infirmary, checking up on Rainbow, who seemed to be getting better quickly. She was recounting a time where she and the girls had narrowly passed through a swarm of volatile trolls so they could uncover her brass knuckles. “ so we were halfway through, right? And we’re all just holding our breath as we shimmed through the horde, because one wrong move and we all end up candidates for deletion-”
	“Hi Rainbow.” I said, cutting into her story. The users that had gathered around her gave us space so I could speak. “It’s time to put you to work.”
	“So soon?” she asked.” i haven’t even finished being treated-”
	“Regardless, the job you’ll have doesn’t need to be started right now. You’re good with mechanical things right?” she nodded. “Very well then. Effective immediately, the jeep you bought is now yours. I need you to modify it to be stealthy so soon when I send you girls out into the field, you won’t be straggling for an escape.”
	“O-ok then.” she said with a grin. “Quick question, how many smoke bombs will you allow per square foot?”
	Laughing, I went to go find Nya, who was practicing with Caramellio, our combat specialist. Despite her obvious extra lethal appendage, she was getting wiped by him. “You need to have more flow in your movements,” he said. “How do you expect to get your tail in an attacking position if you act like it isn’t there? Use all your strengths.” She changed her stance to be more loose, and she also discarded her weapon of choice, twin mallets for a battle-axe on the wall. She then went over to the training dummies and used more of a martial style, relying more on dertexity and less on power. She was able to slam a dummy with her tail and fling it into the air, using the axe to cut it cleanly in half.
	Nodding, I finally went to go find Neon, as to see if he was willing to give us cover for this raid. Ever since he demonstrated his heightened ability over lightning, he occasionally gives us raid cover. He was outside, looking at the sunset. It looked astounding, highlighting the natural light and the luminescence of the city.
“Feeling homesick?” I asked. He turned and looked at me in surprise. “The ‘Mid old days’ seem like paradise compared to this, huh?”
	“Yeah.” he said. “I miss the days where all i had to worry about was if there was a small bit of drama or a troll trying to stir up havoc. Now i have to worry about getting eaten alive, getting stabbed to death, who’s arm i’ll use as a weapon… whether my friends are evil masterminds-”
	“You seem to have a lot on your mind.” I say with a chuckle.
	“Not as much as you, though. I can sense your nerves firing on all synapses, Adriana.”
	“I do have a lot to think about, but I have to be ready for whatever comes my way. People look up to me as the grand commander, so I’ve got to keep my personal problems under wraps.” 
he nodded and looked down at his hands, sending a spark between them. “I’ll provide cover for your raid, but something’s up with my lightning-”
An explosion went off in the distance, and I perked up to see where. It was off to the west, well into enemy territory, and by the look of the smoke and the deafening roar, it seemed like someone burst a gas tank. A streak of light pierced through the sky and landed somewhere near the west side of our base of operations.
We raced down to see whatever landed so close to our camp. A crowd had gathered around, but they parted so I could see what was there. And oh boy, of all the things i thought were going to be in that crater, i still was completely dumbfounded by what, or as i should say now as i slid down, WHO was in the crater.
Cyan, seemingly unharmed, spare for his arm which was in a sling, stepped up and said: 
“Anyone got a mint? We’ve got a lot to discuss.”
Chapter 4
“Here we are, home sweet home.” I pushed open my door with a creak revealing an unassuming apartment building. It was still the same as I left it, and the wall was now dusted over with age. I walked over to see that all of my pictures were still there. “So where’s this relay point?” i asked
“All the way at the top of the apartment complex.” Mare said, looking around “I pulsed the building before I got here, and X was right. There are 3, maybe 4 ‘Mindless volatiles’ out there, and we’d be better off avoiding them.”
Marbles was busy surveying my room, and they were going through my cupboards, my drawers, and basically any compartment in my space. “What? You won’t find anything good, if you don’t look.” They pulled out some copper wire from my junk drawer. “Score!” They then spent the remainder of it and wrapped it around Rainbow's old knuckles. Soon, after a couple of batteries and some insulated tape, Marbles now had a much bulkier, but now electric, brass knuckles.
“Well, when you’re done rummaging through my drawers, go through my window to the fire escape. It’s a straight shot to the roof from there-”
A body crashed through my window.
They slowly stood up, surveying their surroundings, and strangely, it seemed to focus on me the longest. Before I could identify the person, it let out a guttural shriek and Mare collapsed on the floor. It then busted down our door, and proceeded to run toward the fire escape. In the sun’s setting light, we were finally able to identify our attacker:
“Son of a gun, it’s Cart!” was all Marbles was able to get out before he was thrown through a wall. Mare was now up, but a little groggy, and they were only up for a few seconds before falling back down, clenching their ears in pain.
“You gotta do something, and quick. Cart is calling all local volatiles to this location, and soon, you’ll be torn apart.” they then proceeded to run out of the room, calling back to us, “i’ll meet you back at the rendezvous point.”
Gathering my wits, I turned back to Cart, who was making ample work of Marbles, who seemed to be able to keep them from hitting fatal blows. He weaved under a colossal swing and got a good sucker punch in, activating the electric knuckles.
Unfortunately, it seemed to have no effect, as he was grabbed by the leg, swung over her shoulder like a rag doll, and taken to an upper level. She looked back at me with a hint of… begrudging understanding(?), and looked up toward the roof. They then nodded toward my door, and that’s when they realized they weren’t signaling to me.
A quick blow was landed on my neck, hitting a pressure point that I call the blackout point. As i lost consciousness, a familiar voice said, 
“Honey, we both know you went a little overboard there-”
And then I blacked out.
Chapter 5
Deep underground, I winced as Braids went down. Dacc had hit Braids really hard, and she went down on some pretty solid floor. She should be fine, but she was going to wake up with a nasty headache. Besides, this wasn’t going to be the worst thing she’s faced.
	Retracting my senses from that scene, i backed out and told my gang what i saw. Thy winced when i said Braids was hit with a blackout slice, but we all agreed not to interfere. “She’s pretty strong,” Naomi said, unruffling her jacket. “Plus, we have a much more pressing matter to discuss.”
	She was right. I reached out my sensory abilities to infinity headquarters, where West, Unused, And Ashlynn, were discussing Cyan’s sudden departure. Ashlynn was at the head of the table, and had retained the top hat from before the incident, but she has swapped out the softer clothes for more of a midnight color scheme, now rocking a royal purple bandanna, flowing black lab coat, and, lab goggles. Unused was the most visually demeaning, as his iron shoulder plates and steel tipped gloves gleamed in the sunlight. 
West was by far the most grand, sporting a gold crown with a ever color changing Cyan and magenta gem in it’s center. He was sporting a black cape with golden tassels, and his military outfit seemed to suck in all the light that touched it.
Code was currently badmouthing their former, co-director: “THAT CONNIVING SON OF A-” Code said, breaking a glass on a table. “HE TOOK THE FILES!”
	“Code, calm down-” Ashlynn started, but they went on:
“FIRST, HE STARTS ACTING SUSPICIOUS WHEN WE MENTION THE CURE PROGRESS, AND THEN HE STEALS ONE OF OUR FEW COPIES OF THE PERFECTED-”
“Code, with all due respect, please shut up. Raging isn’t going to get us anywhere.” West started, silencing him. When west spoke, he carried a power very few had. “We did put his friends, as well as his beloved up for execution with a price tag. We should have expected him to defect sometime after.” He held up a vial. “This doesn’t change things, we still move on with plan omega, and end this scheme.” At this point, Silver and Hidey accidentally walked in on lunch break, and they slowly walked backward to escape this conversation, but with an unhuman display of strength, West grabbed them both by the collar.
I backed out in a cold sweat. “So he did really defect with good intentions.” West didn't openly show it, but he was actively fuming over whatever Cyan skedaddled with. I had to ruminate on that later, when i had a clear head, 
I finally turned my focus over to the resistance, where they were holding a council about their new captive. While Marbles was absent, there were still a good amount of people at the table. Adrana and Caramellio made up the heads of the table, with DDR, gati, and Tammy were on the left, and neon, random, and an empty seat for Marbles was on the right. 
“He’s lying.” Adriana paced around the room, “he miraculously falls from the sky, claims he had a cure, and asks to speak to our wanted assets? Plague cure my a-” 
“Personally, i want to hear him out.” Caramellio sat at the other head of the table, twiddling his thumbs. “If he’s really not spitty lies out of his front end, he’s a pretty priceless asset, and if not, he’s a REALLY good bargaining chip.”
	Ddr was furiously signing something to gati, who quickly translated:
	“We could run a lie detector on him., see what he’s lying about, and what he’s actually here for. If he’s telling the truth and being genuine, we’ll hear him out. But if he lies about being here to help us, we can bargain him off to another organization for an alliance in the future.”
	
“That’s… actually not a bad idea.” Tammy finally spoke up from the far right. “It’s not like he has very many chips to play, and by coming to us, he’s backed himself into a corner.” she grabbed one of her worms that was taking a corner out of the table. “I say we go with it.”
The others nodded in assent, and X adjourned the council. I was about to pull my senses back, but DDR hung back. He seemed to be looking around for something when he lingered on where i would have been standing. He stared directly at me for a second, and then seemed to shake off whatever he was on, and walked out.
I pulled back from that, slightly sweating. No one should see me when i’m in my clairvoyant state, right? I relayed this back to my team, which had finally decided it wasn’t fun to hide in the shadows anymore, and we’re on the couch burning things in a small fire.
“I say they kill him.” ISANT tore off a bunch of pages from NuSky’s reference section and tossed it on the fire, sending sparks into the air. “If what we know is true, he’s more trouble than he’s worth.”
“Eh, i believe he has room to redeem himself.” Shaoji sat in thought, selecting pages for deletion. When they hit the fire, it turned green. “Some of these people can change on a dime, and he’s no exception.”
“Either way, it’s not our decision to make. We observe and ruminate, only taking action when necessary.” Logan sat deep in thought before speaking again: “There’s a reason we didn’t go onto the forums that often.”
They all shuddered, thinking of the unorganized chaos that was the forums. The opinionated bias that grew into red hot anger at the snap of a finger, the people pretending to be what they’re not, and worst of all, the people who knew what they were doing was wrong, looked us in the eye, and continued.
“Anyways,” I said, pulling our minds back here. “I’ll continue to watch the scenarios with my clairvoyance, and report back so we can build a bigger picture of what’s happening, because if we’re going to spectate, we might as well spectate right.” I grabbed my notebook, which has almost everything I have observed until now, and said, “This doesn’t make me a stalker does it?”
	
…Silence. 
We all burst out laughing, ready to return to whatever messed up sitcom we were in.
Chapter 6
Darkness. I knew I was asleep, but it felt as if the darkness was real, and it made it hard to breathe. I looked around, but everywhere was void. It ‘s been this way for about 3 months now, right after the nerve gas attack. While encroaching, the darkness was also comforting, and it gave me a mindless thing to do while I slept.
To my left, void. To my right, darkness. Behind me? Some kid in the darkness- 
	“Wait what? Who are you?” I asked. “You’re not supposed to be here.” I sat down, head in my hands, “No one’s supposed to be here.”
	“Neither are you. You eventually have to get out as well.” They said, sitting next to me. Even up close, I couldn't recognize this person. “You have some really important work to do, and soon, you’ll have to make a very important choice.” 
They finally looked over at me, and my heart felt like it sank lower than my chest.
	
“We’re rooting for you, boo.” Cyan said.
I woke up in a cold sweat. I was still in the infirmary, and it was still as calm, pristine, and toneless as usual. I let out a sigh of relief. He wasn’t here. Despite the fact that he had litterally bombed an entire city, my heart still was with him, as it had this sick fantasy that he’s still a good person, deep deep down.
I noticed all the wires and tubes were gone, as well as my old outfit. I was in patient slacks, and on the dresser, there was a new outfit, as well as a note:
For when you (eventually) wake up -Nya
I smiled and finally got out of bed. Based on how shaky my legs were, I wondered how long I'd been out. A few hours, maybe a day? Either way, I still had things to do, and places to be, so I headed down to the mess hall to grab a snack.
The mess hall was bustling with life and activity, and I grabbed a protein bar and sat down at the outskirts to observe what was going down. People were sitting in groups, chowing down, and I could recognize that some people were uneasy, like something bad was going to happen soon. 
Nya was sitting with Marbles and Tammy, going over what seemed to be a map of somewhere in the south of the city, and based on their faces, it wasn’t a good sign on what was going to happen. Marbles looked especially guilty, and that’s when Adriana walked into the room. 
The room went silent for a few seconds, and started up again. 
She saw me over at the outskirts and hastily walked over to my spot. “Good to see sleeping beauty up and about.” She was also uneasy, but for a different reason. “Look, after you finish up, I have to break some bad news to you. There’s good news, but mostly bad news.”
“Ok, alright then…” I said warily. “I still have some basic chores to do, and then i'm gonna go work on that thing you assigned me yesterday-”
“That was 2 weeks ago.” She said blankly. “You’ve been in a coma for 2 weeks.”
—
After that surprising revelation she gave me the rundown: after i was bedridden, Braids went on a mission with Marbles and mare, but she was captured and is currently off radar. Recently though, word had popped up of a bidding war for a “nimble-fingered knife-wielding mercenary” (Their words, pink said). She was planning to buy back Braids, but before we had to cough up the cash, we’d split. Nya had been working with Tammy and Marbles, and that's what the map was for.
There was still something she wasn’t telling me, and no matter how hard I pried, she wouldn’t open up. I bid her a good day and headed down to the auto shop, where she said my jeep was parked. 
I heard the room long before I saw it, as it sounded like someone was cutting through a steel door. It smelled of machine oil, and it was pretty cozy looking. I poked my head through the door, to see a guy working on a pretty rad looking bike. It was a solid black, but as he worked, the glossy paint shimmered, and it became a camo print. 
“Woah, that’s so cool!” I said. He jerked suddenly, and hit his head on the bottom of the frame. I laughed a little and said, “you seem new around here, have you gotten a tour?” he slowly shook his head. “Alright buddy, let’s see if i can give you a look around-”
Caramellio, Marbles, and Tammy were at the door, with what looked to be an apathetic look on their face. “It seems you’ve met an old acquaintance. Tammy said, restraining her worms. They were actively trying to bite this guy, and they seemed even more feral than usual. “I take it he’s introduced himself?”
I shook my head and he flinched. Now that he wasn’t under the bike, I got a good look at him. He was wearing a gray bandanna with a red stripe on it, and a black t-shirt littered with oil spots. He lifted up his welder’s mask, and my heart skipped a beat. Whether from excitement or terror, i couldn’t tell.
“It’s good to see you again boo.” Cyan wiped the sweat off his face as he put the mask down. “I was about to re-introduce me after you had time to process-” 
	
That was all he got out before I slugged him in the face.
“HOW COULD YOU?” I yelled, tears brimming my eyes. “YOU CAN’T JUST BOMB A CITY, PUT A PRICE TAG ON MY DEATH, AND TURN US ALL INTO THIS-” I motioned to my friends at the door, who went from unconcerned to a bit scared as i was yelling, “ AND EXPECT TO BE WELCOMED ANYWHERE NEAR US! NEAR-” I faltered. “Near me.”
“Well according to DDR, you might want to change your perspective on what you believe is the truth.” Apparently X was in the hall, and she stepped through the door, eying both of us. “Cyan, I understand that you’ve been able to file a debriefing?”
“Yes commander, i’ should be able to present it later tonight, when everyone’s back.” Cyan said. He wouldn't meet me in the eye, but even i knew the look on his face:
Grief.
“Alright, we’ll all meet in central command at 2000 for your report.” Adriana turned on her heels and walked out. “Oh, and Rainbow? Be a little nicer to the boy, he broke an arm and betrayed his faction for you.”
I shrugged with indifference, as I walked over to the people at the door. “How long have you been in on this?” I asked. “Because unlike me, you guys might have been altered for the worse.”
“He arrived shortly after you were bedridden.” Caramellio started. “He arrived in a blaze of glory-”
“Literally.” Tammy said. “He fell out of the sky.”
“Let me finish-”
“Fine.”
“Alright, so yeah, he arrived in a comet, yada yada yada, he climbed to have information about the faction he and west started, The Dark Order, as well as some pretty bad news on the nerve gas.” he moved the hair out of his eyes and continued. 
“We obviously didn‘t believe him, so we put him up into a lie detector, or polygraph, to eke his motives out of him. He was initially pretty quiet about everything until we asked him why he left. His answer was as clear as day.”
	“He said he did it for you.” Marbles sighed. “It was really romantic and crap. He then immediately proceeded to spill his guts.”
	“Can i pitch in on my own situation-”
“No.” 
I had to go get some fresh air, so I headed up to the roof to clear my head. It was getting really hard to take all of ths in, and it was really taking a toll on me. I was feeling a bit woozy, like i was about to actually spill my guts, which based on the height of the building, would not be good if i did.
Marbles walked through the stairwell door, scanned the roof, and he seemed to understand that I needed space. He sat down next to me and asked,
“Are you doing alright?”
Silence. 
“I know you’re upset, and you have every right to be. But you need to look back to move forward. What’s really holding you back?”
“What is holding me back?” I pondered for a second, unsure on how to wrap my head around it, but Marbles intervened.
“You don’t need the answer today. We’ve got a meeting soon anyway, so let’s grab some grub.”
“Y-Yeah i guess so…” I started, but then I noticed the small but prominent black trickle from his mouth. “Are you leaking or something?” I pointed to his face.
“Oh no.” Cyan was at the door, gasping for breath. 
“It’s begun.”
Chapter 7
-COMING SOON-
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== Trivia (General) ==
* This story was based on the announcement that the Funkipedia Mods Wiki may have been moving to the Wikidot website.
* There are currently 6 parts, with each of them being written with no prior structure whatsoever.
*The story takes place from a different point of view per chapter.
*The ages of all the characters are all shifted by 6 months, making all of them slightly older than their original age.
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