Return of Zinc (Episode S2)

[zinc]

The hustle and bustle of the ordinary people and Shamans alike went on, during Zinc's absence. No-one seemed to have noticed he had even gone.

The last time he had been sighted was by Gus, when Zinc had met up with Nihao. Nihao was no longer a threat to anyone.

The truth of the matter was that Nihao was also only a puppet. The one pulling the strings was a man by the name of Seigyoki Noyo-Wamushi. Nihao was dead. He was too weak to pose the threat he had hoped.

Seigyoki had then taken control of little Zinc, as his new apprentice. Zinc was on his new mission, to spy on strong Shamans.

The small Patch looked out at all the people going around, before setting foot back into the village. He didn't expect a warm welcome, nor did he want one.

He just wanted to feel useful. His kitty ears gave a twitch, his tail giving a swish. He gave a small sigh. "I'm home."

((Ah, here we go. Zinc's comeback. And... A way of getting rid of Nihao, and making a villain who actually doesn't bend the rules.

BTW, his name means "Controller of weaklings".))

[Gus]

Gus walks out from his alley, chewing on a toothpick.

"So... you think you can just walk back in here, eh?"

"Wha...? What do you mean?"

"Don't act innocent, you damn punk-ass little brat. I saw you with that murderer. I know your deal."

"I- you saw that? It was nothing! I-"

"Yeah, shut the hell up. You try and pull any of that bastard's shit, I'm gonna f*ck you up. I swear to God, I am not kidding."

The small Patch boy looked down. He hadn't expected a warm welcome, but... this was almost too much. If people found out, his plan would be ruined. Best to play it safe...

((Is this all right?))

[zinc]

((Yeah, you even knew that there was a plan involved. And you didn't make Zinc curse. Quite a few people do that.))

He looked up at Gus, with a rather hateful stare. "I would advise you to be keep quiet about this." He clutched his pendant, on which blades had been welded, by Seigyoki. Upon doing this, he expanded the pendant to its shield size. One of the Cerberus Hitodama Mode spirits Oversoul'ed into the blades, making them spin round like a buzzsaw.

"Understand, Gus?"

[Secretofmana]

Biggs floated around randomly. "Such a nice day today....I think I'll float outside some more......."

"-_-;; Master, you're dead. This is all you can do!" Nano sighed. He just wished his master could take things more seriously.

"Waghhhhh! Being dead is BORRRRRRIIIIINNNNNGGGGG!!!! >_< Isn't there something us ghosts can do to pass the time? Like maybe......help Zinc who just emerged out of nowhere and is no being picked on by....Gus?!?"

And sure enough, Gus was picking on the poor Cat-Boy.

"Hmmm........Gus does have a reason for picking on Zinc..."

Nano gleamed at Biggs. Biggs' hearing must have improve if he can hear what they're saing down there, he thought....

".....After all, when I was still alive, I heard Gus was shot by Jr.'s team leader because of poor Zinc!"

On second thought.....Maybe not. -_-;;

"Hmmm....now just how should I save Gus-I mean, Zinc. Speaking of saving, how the heck did Gus survive that bullet?! I mean, I was told Gus didn't have oversoul-"

"Master......"

"Now then, the speed of the bullet....minus the awesomeness of Gus' trenchcoat.....plus the girl....Erm...I think her name is Lovely......=

"MASTER!!!!"

"Huh? Aw man, there go my calculations! ;_; Maybe Gus can give me some insight on this matter...Now then, time to go find him....."

"He's below us, master. Picking on Zinc...who's now picking on him......~Master?"

Biggs floated towards Gus.....About to bring up a topic that would NOT help the situation.

"MASTER!!!!"

"Gus.....How did you survive that bullet that Lovely shot at you when you picked on Zinc a long time ago? Oh, hi Zinc! I'm glad to see you two are talking and oversouling and getting along so well!"

And thus, once a moron, sometimes a dead moron, ALWAYS a happy moron.

[Gus]

Gus waved off Biggs icily. "Not now, kid. I'd love ta hang with ya, but... now just isn't the time."

Never one to let the other seem more agressive, Gus did the only thing reasonable.

He oversouled.

The wings, now white and blue, sprouted out of his back. They flapped a bit, their razor-sharp pinions almost touching the small Patch boy's cheek.

"Heh, you're a retard if you think you scare me. I'll say what I want, and no one's gonna stop me. Least of all some snot-nosed little punk like you!"

[Secretofmana]

"Wa...WAGH!!!!! Gus! Stop!!! You won't improve your awesome reputation by KILIING Zinc! This town already has enough dead shamans floating around!!! Like me!" Biggs floated in-between the two shaman and stuck the dramatic pose of DON'T DO IT!

"Wait...." Biggs put his hand on his head and struck a pondering pose. "Can oversouls hurt ghosts? Wait! Of course they can if a ghost is what activates them!" Biggs punched his fist into his open palm with a happy look of realisation. "Wait...I'm a ghost......Aww crud! ;_;"

[zinc]

He noted that Biggs was now a ghost, but it did not surprise him. He had no time for surprises. He needed to act fast if he was to get his plan to work.

"I want both of you to keep quiet about what I'm going to tell you."

He stared at the two Shamans- Well, the one Shaman and the one ghost- before continuing.

"Nihao, the man who did this to me is dead. The man who is weawwy in contwowu is a man by the name of Seigyoki Noyo-Muwashi. He wants to make evewy Shaman he can find his swave.

I owi... Owig..." He sighed, still not able to say the word "Originally" yet. "The weason I joined Nihao was to get back at him, for cursing me wike this.

But, then, I found out that he was merewy a cweation of Seigyoki. He told me his pwans to enswave all the Shamans, and told me if I joined I'd be... Exempt?" He attempted the word, that Seigyoki had said to him. "Exempt fwom it."

His eyes started to fill with tears, and he was forced to look away from Gus and Biggs. "I don't want that to happen. Some people may not have been nice to me in the past, but I don't want them to be his swave wike me!"

Despite himself, he hugged onto Gus, him being the only solid person there. He wouldn't have, under normal circumstances, but now, he was too upset to care.

[Secretofmana]

Biggs looked shocked, but then grinned. "Heh, don't worry, Zinc! We'll find this person and teach him not to mess with an officiant! Nano! OVERSOUL!!!!"

But naturally, nothing happened.

"Master.....How many times do I have to break it to you, you're DEAD! Kaput! Flamed! Splish-sploaded! You can't oversoul! And besides, there wasn't even a reason to oversoul there! I mean---* Master?" shouted Nano, informing the poor Biggs.

Biggs was floating around, asking a few random shamans if they would allow him to integrate with their bodies. None said yes. "Daaaaaarrrrrnnnnnnn it!I want a body~~~! T_T" Biggs quickly zipped back to where Zinc was.

"But yeah! Once Gus and I find him, we'll make sure he comes back from his evil deeds! Or...maybe just Gus will...>> But that's aside from the point! Right, Gus? .....Gus?"

Gus was completely silent. He raised his head to say his desicion. He spinned around to strike a dramatic pose of total Gus-power. Biggs was sent flying by accident by the still oversouled pinions on Gus' back.

"-_-;; Sigh..Master, You'll have to learn to be more careful around shamans with oversouls...."

"Ow ow ow ow OW! Gus~~~~~~ Be more careful with your oversoul! ;_;" cried Biggs. He floated back carefully above Gus.

[Gus]

Gus looks down at the whimpering boy clutching his waist with a look of disbelief on his face. He smacks him in the face, and the little boy goes flying, landing facedown on the ground.

"You... little... BASTARD! If you know that punk's gonna kill all the shamans, why the f*ck would you join him! It's no damn excuse! He's a murderer, you little freak! How the hell is that any better than helping Hao? It's not! When that kind of shit happens, that's when you FIGHT! Stick up for yourself, kid! God damn!"

The boy on the ground let out a tear. "I... I was scawwed. I thowt that he'd hurt me... I wasn't stwong enough to beat him!"

Gus looked down at him, his expression lightening. "I... get up, kid. I'm givin' ya a chance ta redeem yerself. Come with me, and we can whip this punk. Either that, or...

Well kid, if I ever see you help to kill anyone... I'll make ya WISH you was burning in hell."

The small Patch boy thought it over carefully...

[zinc]

His brief moment of thought was very quick. "YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!" He shouted, a rarity from Zinc. People were starting to look at him.

"I joined him to help stop him! I wanted to wet the other Shamans know, so they could help me stop him!" He started to choke, with tears.

"If you want to help me, tell evewy Shaman you know that I need to talk to them!"

With that, he ran off, for another direction, to find the Patch officiates.

[Gus]

Gus stared after him, grinning. "So... the kid's not that bad after all..."

He turned to Biggs. "Well, you heard him. Go find people."

"What!? I thought he was talking to YOU!!"

"Yeah, he prebly was, but... as a ghost, you can get around easier...

...and I'm pretty tired right now. Gotta sit down for a bit...

*snore*"

Biggs rolls his spectral eyes. "Well then, I guess it's up to me..."

And he flew off to find some shamans.

[Secretofmana]

"YAY!!! A mission, Nano, a mission! Us ghosts rule!!! And he complimented the ghosts!!! Did ya' hear what he said?!?"

"as a ghost, you can get around easier..."

"Well then, Nano, let's go find people! An army! Zinc will thank us!!! HURRAY!!!!!!" Biggs shouted as he increased the pace of floating. Nano sighed and followed.

A short while later.......

((OOC: Sorry Vas!))

Mr. Trenchcoat had finally finished cleaning up the cafe. Every single inch of it. "Finally!! Every....single...part...cleaned!!! Now, the resterant serves me 1 cup of tea! Ah, bliss.....sweet bliss." He sat up on the wooden chair carefully as to not get it dirty. He put his hand on the table and turned to the ordering place. "Ok! I cleaned up every inch of this place!! I want my tea!!!"

A waiter brought him the one cup of tea and placed it in front of him. Mr. T stared carefully at the tea. He started sweating fast as if something bad was about to happen. He clenched his hand. He slowly extended it towards the tea cup. He looked to the left slowly, then spun his head to the right. He saw no one. His head began sweating as well, and he glanced upwards. "AHAAA!" He spun off his seat and struck a combat pose. The ninja janitor jumped off the ceiling, lunging for the tea which he was desperate to have, being on the same terms with the staff as Mr. T.

Mr. T lunged at him and stopped him in midair. "You must NOT dirty the floors!" Thus began the greatest mid-air battle EVER. In the end, Mr. T was victorious. He held the ninja in his hand and placed him carefully on the floor. The ninja was knocked out from the battle.

Mr. T looked around, straightend out his Trenchcoat, and resumed to his tea. He did all the process as before and then stared-down the tea. "Nothing is going to stop me now from my tea......Not even that zombie brat~~~AGGGGHHHHHH!!!!"

The "zombie brat" emerged out of the tea slowly, putting on his best creepy ghost face. Mr. T had an auto reflex and his hand shot out at the ghost. All he hit was the tea, sending it flying everywhere. He fell off the back of his chair, breaking it, and then rolled backwards.

"GA- GET AWAY FROM ME, YOU OVERPOWERED FREAK!!!!" He threw a chair at Biggs. It passed right through him and broke in half upon contact with a table. He stumbled up and hit his head on another table, which he then crawled under. Biggs floated under the table as well and began speaking in his best haunted spirit voice.

"I have risen from the grave to punish you, Mr. Trenchcoat! You are the reason I died during the match!"

"You d-d-died?! I---I---I'm sorry!! Aghh!! Just don't hurt me! Please!!!" Mr. T crawled out from under the table and knocked it over on Biggs.

"You can't hurt me...I'm a ghost!!!" Mr. T found himself trapped against the wall. Biggs loomed over him.

"WAHHHH!!! DON'T KILL ME!!! I'VE GOT A TRENCHCOAT-WEARING WIFE, 5 TRENCHCOAT-WEARING KIDS, AND A CLOAK WEARING BROTHER!!!!"

"It's too late....You'll have to join me!!!"

"NAGHHH!!!!IN DEATH?!?!?"

"Join me in my cause to defeat someone!"

"Ok! Ok! I'll do anything!!!"

A while later....

It was quite that day. Like the entire planet had stopped spinning. And then....A rise to arms call went throughout Patch Village.

"TRENCHCOATS UNITE!!!!!!"

Thousands of lurkers and other people and shamans throughout town heard the cry and responded with their battle cry as they charged to the place where the cry had come from. Mr. T was there, with his relatives, standing there triumphantly. He gave a battle speech on what to do.

Meanwhile....

Biggs had recruited another shaman to the cause! "I will not let anyone harm something so cute!" He threw Biggs' very poor drawing of Zinc up in the air. "I shall join the cause!!" Biggs grinned and then thought out loud.."Now to find Zinc!"

[zinc]

"Enslave, you say? Well, we don't know what to say, young Zinc. You did run off, after all. And with Nihao."

"But, surewy, you understand... I went to get back at him, for cursing me."

"That may be so, young one, but even so, we need to know where your loyalties lie."

"If my woyalties waid with Seigyoki, would I be tewwing you this?"

"I suppose not. Very well. You may have your job back, temporarily. After this 'Seigyoki' ordeal is over, you shall receive your punishment for leaving."

Little Zinc nodded, and turned to walk away. However, he turned again, to the Patch he'd been talking to.

"I have a pwan... And I need you to know about it."

[Secretofmana]

"......And that is why we need you to help our cause!" finished Mr. Trenchcoat. A mighty cry came from the crowd and they charged to find Zinc. Mr. T and his relatives beemed and were happy untill....

"No one can skip their duties as a cleaner!!!" The staff of the cafeteria charged and grabbed Mr. T. His relatives glared and oversouled.

"No, stop, my relatives! I have neglected my duties and must pay the price! Carry on my work...!" And Mr. T was carried away and placed back in the cafe.

THe relatives were sad....untill the young Mr. T piped up. "Like he said! Let's continue the mission!"

"YEAH!!!!"

((OOC: >_< Sorry Vas.....))

[Gus]

((Hmmm, if we got every trenchcoat wearer on this SITE, let alone Patch Village, we'd have an army the size of China!))