The Five Kaus: Part Six
Within a day, Red Metonot had learned all the details within
Commander Garoo's operation on the Virtupets Space Station. It was simple, but
cunning and deadly. And now with Metonot on the squad, they were three times that.
Nay, countless times. With him leading them into battle, there was nothing they
But that would have to wait, as Garoo would
soon find out. While Metonot sat upon one of Garoo's personal bean bags, Garoo
was going to find out a lot.
"We are ready to seize the Space Station whenever
you are ready, Metonot," said Garoo as he was done pepping up the troops.
"Then we are going to wait awhile, as I don't
feel like moving yet."
"It seems you misunderstood. What I meant was
we are ready to go right now."
"No, YOU misunderstand! We aren't going anywhere
because we don't need to! Jacob is coming to US!"
Commander Garoo rubbed his forehead with frustration.
He was beginning to be annoyed by this talk of Jacob, even though he himself
wanted to exact revenge against him for what happened in Faerieland. Priorities
had to be set though, so he played along just to enlist the help of Metonot.
"How can you be sure Jacob is coming here? We
have no equipment surveying the outside of the Virtupets Space Station, and
you made it clear that no one has tracked you here."
Red Metonot got a distant look in his eyes and
said, "I feel it. I don't know how to explain it, but I feel him getting closer.
Or something is. Either way, we are waiting here until it gets within the Station,
THEN we shall strike. After that, do with me as you will."
Never in his life did Garoo feel so insulted.
A powerful yet still lowly Neopet was calling the shots on his operation? And
all because he had a "feeling" that someone was coming?
"No you listen here, Metonot. You do not call
the shots around here. I do!"
"Wrong!" said a sinister voice to the side.
"I do, so you better not escape you bounds, Commander."
Both Garoo and Red Metonot turned swiftly at
the voice, and all thoughts of arguing faded. Stepping out from one of the many
secret entrances was Dr. Frank Sloth.
"When did you arrive at the Station, Dr. Sloth?"
said Garoo as he bowed.
"I heard this place was in shambles after an
enraged Kau broke in," said Sloth as he looked at Red Metonot, who was snarling
at him. "I used the confusion to sneak in. I heard you were in need of some
"Yes sir! I have assembled a small army of Mutant
Grundos in your absence, and-"
"That is enough, Garoo," said Sloth with a wave
of his hand. "I do not need the details of what you have done. I am sure you
have made a very formidable squad. I'd expect no less from you. And this," pointing
to Red Metonot, "is the Kau I spoke of, is it not?"
"You bet I am," said Red Metonot. "And you better
watch your tone with me."
"Feisty, aren't you?" laughed Sloth as he turned
back to Garoo. "We shall do as Metonot asks. We shall await the arrival of Jacob,
as I have a score to settle with him as well."
"As long as I get at him first!" said Red Metonot.
"Of course, Metonot. You shall get you chance,"
at which Sloth began to laugh.
Sneaking into the Space Station was fairly simple
to the other four Metonots. They didn't even have to hide in a ship's cargo
to get inside. The entirety of the Station was in shambles, and the security
was more concerned with finding the perpetrator than keeping others out. They
slipped into the infrastructure of the Station unnoticed.
Now they were navigating the ventilation system,
feeling the pull between them and Red Metonot grow stronger by the second.
"How much longer do we have to walk," said Blue
"Not that much farther now," said White Metonot,
pondering the quickest path for them to follow. "I measured how much stronger
our attraction to Red Metonot became with every step we took. And if my calculations
are right, we should be within a mile of him...maybe even closer."
"Finally. I'm tired of walking for so long without
"It's going to get worse before it gets any
better, Blue Metonot. These secret paths within the Space Station are not safe
as I'm sure they are inhabited by fringe survivors of Dr. Sloth's army."
All the Metonots looked at Yellow Metonot upon
hearing that, but were surprised to see that he was only shaking a bit. It was
to be expected though. Being this close to Red Metonot not made them all feel...like
Metonot not again.
Suddenly, the walls in front and behind the
Metonots burst forth and a mob or Mutant Grundos had them surrounded. They were
all battle ready within a second, knowing they could defend themselves against
this squad as they did Faerieland's troops.
"Get out of my way, you stupid Grundos!" said
an angry but oddly familiar voice coming behind the wall of Grundos. Several
of them began to be thrown into the air as the voice got closer. "You hear me,
Jacob! I'm coming for you! You hear-"
Red Metonot broke through the ranks of Mutant
Grundos and stopped, completely stunned. Before him wasn't Jacob as he hoped,
but four differently colored Kaus. Not only that, but Whooper, his Avabot, was
"You're ambushing us with Sloth's Mutant Grundos?"
whined Blue Metonot. "Why are you doing this?"
"Be quiet, Blue Metonot," said White Metonot,
who then focused back on Red Metonot. "We've come to being you back, Red Metonot.
We need you to make us whole again."
"Who are you?" whispered Red Metonot. He was
beginning to shake with fear at what his gut instinct was telling him to do:
join them, and stop being angry. He couldn't do that. He had every right to
"We are YOU!" cried out Yellow Metonot. "Please
come back to us! I don't want to be scared anymore!"
"SHUT UP!" yelled Red Metonot, broken from the
trance he was going under. "I don't know who you are or why you are here, but
taking my Avabot like it is your own is something I will NOT tolerate. Get over
Whooper made a few beeps and fired his laser
beams at Red Metonot's feet. While Red Metonot tended to his burned feet, Whooper
danced upon the back of White Metonot.
"I always knew you were a defective piece of
machinery," said Red Metonot when he settled down. "It's about time I do what
I should have done ever since you first danced on my head. Destroy you! Attack!"
Commander Garoo had heard word that Metonot
came into contact with Jacob (or whoever it was), but was concerned with his
own matters at the time. While a large chunk of his forces were with Metonot,
he was with only a small force to fend off an attack that was breaking deeper
into their base from the other direction.
He now lay in wait with his troops in a wide
room used exclusively for ambushing. When whoever was attacking arrived, they
would be surrounded without escape.
The entrance to the room was busted down, and
Garoo was filled with fear to see that it was Judge Hog, followed in by someone
else he didn't recognize, save that he seemed to have the style of dress as
his master: black.
"We should expect an ambush in here," said Judge
Hog. "Be on your guard, Jacob."
"If the troops here in this 'ambush' are anything
similar to those we faced earlier," said Jacob, "we shouldn't have that much
to worry about."
'So this is Jacob?' thought Garoo. 'It would
seem Metonot was wrong on where he would appear. No matter. He is mine now.'
And when Jacob and Hog were in the center of the room, Garoo and his Mutant
Grundos had them surrounded.
"Surrender now," mocked Garoo, "and you may
be able to escape with your lives."
Judge Hog smiled. "You are in no position to
make threats with me, Commander Garoo. I am perfectly capable of taking you
out on my own, so don't-"
Judge Hog was cut short by a punch from Jacob.
"What do you think you're doing?" cried out
Judge Hog in disbelief.
"The way you were going there, I didn't think
I could let you see reason any other way," said Jacob as he looked straight
at Garoo. "Leave Garoo and his goons to me, and go find the Metonots. I'll catch
up with you when I can."
"Jacob, if you should be harmed-"
"Do I have to punch you again, Hog?"
Grunting in frustration, Judge Hog dashed through
the wall of Grundos, swatting them away as if they were flies. As he dashed
off deeper into the Station, the opening was quickly closed off, leaving Jacob
alone against Garoo and his Grundos.
"You honestly think you can best us in combat?"
"Maybe, maybe not," Jacob said as he smiled.
"At least I can satisfy your urges to have a duel with me."
"That you can," said Garoo as he placed his
war mask on. "I've waited a long time for this. Ever since you foiled Dr. Sloth's
attempt at conquering Faerieland, I've wanted a chance at fighting you. I'm
really going to enjoy this."
"I have a feeling you are going to be really
disappointed, Garoo," mocked Jacob, hands still at his sides. "Give up, or you
are going to regret ever coming face to face with me."
"Will I now?" He raised his axe and shield.
"We shall see who regrets what when I defeat you!" He rushed forward at Jacob,
axe raised over his head.
Jacob stood still until the last second and
made a quick slide to the right, dodging Garoo completely. For several more
swings this was how it went, till Garoo swung a little too wide and Jacob was
able to throw in a punch. Garoo smiled and merely raised his shield, which absorbed
the blow. His smile faded however when he realized that he was flying into the
wall of his Grundo troops.
He crashed into them, knocking them off their
feet. Those that tried to help him up were shoved off angrily. Receive help
from a lowly Grundo? He was Commander Garoo! He needed help from no one! Turning
around, he saw Jacob holding the shield that used to be held in his hands.
'He grabbed my shield after his punch, using
my strong grip to it against me!' thought Garoo with outrage. 'He moved so fast
I couldn't stop him!'
Jacob smiled and threw the shield aside, where
it landed in front of some Grundos on the other side of the ring. They made
a move to pick it up, but Garoo cried out, "Leave it be! I do not need my shield
to defeat the likes of this one!" and pulled out his blade from his belt, holding
"Do not expect the same trick to work twice,
Jacob. I am not that foolish."
"I never said you were…yet," and he got into
a battle stance.
Garoo's next assault was incapable of being
countered. When he swung his axe and seemed to leave himself open, he followed
through with a slice of his blade, which in turn he swung his axe again, repeating
the process over again. Yet even though this was the case, Jacob made no moves
to attack. He kept dodging with the same fluid motions as before. This continued
for thirty seconds or so till they stood near Garoo's discarded shield. Seeing
an opportunity to have the battle turn in favor of his master, a Mutant Grundo
kicked out at the shield, sending it sliding under Jacob's moving feet, tripping
Garoo cursed under his breath. He wanted this
battle to be his own victory, and not have any credit given to a lowly trooper.
He would deal with the insubordinate later. For the moment though, it would
have to wait. He had more pressing matters. While Jacob with sprawled out on
his back, he swung his axe down with all his strength.
And Jacob stopped the blow, slamming the palms
of his hands on opposite sides of the axe blade, mere inches away from him.
Before Garoo could retaliate with his blade, Jacob fiercely pulled the axe to
his side, sending him to the ground as well. Garoo quickly got to his feet,
and saw that Jacob was now holding his axe.
"What do you know?" said Jacob. "It seems the
same trick can work twice. Guess that means you really are foolish."
Garoo cried out in fury and rushed at Jacob,
blade raised. He stabbed down but cut nothing but air as Jacob jumped backwards,
taking a swing of the axe as he went. The axe struck the blade, knocking it
out of Garoo's hand, leaving him speechless and defenseless in front of Jacob,
who dropped the axe to the floor and punched him right in the face. Garoo flew
once again into the ranks of his Grundo troops as his mask went clattering to
"I'll get you yet!" screamed Garoo as he got
himself up. "Just you wait!"
He was silenced when Jacob kicked his dropped
mask right at his head, knocking him unconscious. The Grundos surrounding Jacob
all began to murmur to each other, wondering what to do next now that their
leader had fallen.
"So who else wants to stop me?" said Jacob,
raising his arms to them in challenge. "Do any of you think you can take me?"
Thinking this was an order, they all began to
charge at Jacob.
"I suppose you guys aren't smart enough to be
intimidated. Oh well."
To be continued...