...that there were more Myncies outside! Many more Myncies!
"Has everyone in Neopia been turned into a Mynci?" Leandira asked, wide-eyed and her mouth agape.
"Apparently not," Kyra replied while pointing at a rather terrified young Acara running away from the surrounding Mynci horde.
While the idea that his master plan had yet to be executed came as a relief to me, it certainly did not ease the two girls, who were still in much danger. I tensed, almost feeling their anxiety. I knew, however, that my previous owner had to be stopped despite the costs.
In an instant, though, Leandira and Kyra were surrounded by the cluster of creations. A yellow Mynci wearing a lab coat stepped forward and spoke in a voice that made my hinges cringe.
"Greetings," the professor said in a low voice. "State your names, you vile two."
A hesitation. The world seemed so still, so quiet, almost tranquil -- save the domineering crowd of Myncies.
"Er, Kyra," the Lenny finally spoke, very hesitantly.
"Leandira," the Cybunny said afterward with slightly more confidence than her companion.
The professor nodded. "Until a time when we are better acquainted," my previous owner continued, "you may call me 'Professor.' Now..." he trailed, a smile coming to his lips, "do you wish to work for me or against me?"
I really hoped they would say for -- then, at least, they would survive, even if everyone including themselves became Myncies.
There was another pause. "Er... for," Leandira responded, a slight quiver in her voice. She did have a tiny gleam in her eye -- I hoped she had some plan for escaping his clutches.
"Splendid," the professor said in his low voice. "Follow me, then, and be changed into a Mynci," he finished before stepping back inside me. His Mynci horde followed.
The walk through my dilapidated corridors was fairly uneventful, until Kyra piped up. "So... nice sum of Myncies you have here, under your control."
"Oh, these aren't real Myncies," the professor replied. "These are just robots, constructed to obey my command." He then smiled.
Wait, these weren't real Myncies? These aren't walking, talking, living Neopians? An idea struck me... a horrible, horrible idea. I quickly cast it aside, though it kept returning. I sighed, my beams loosening with the heave -- I would have to execute it, for the sake of the world.
Leandira quickened her pace. She now walked right alongside Kyra. "Kyra," she hissed in a voice barely above a whisper. "We're going to escape."
"How?" the Lenny responded. She realized that the professor was far ahead -- in no way would he be able to hear them.
"While I was studying the machine in the basement -- if, pray Fyora, he takes us there -- I noticed a breaker switch box on the wall. If we can get to it and flip the switches, the lights will go out and the basement will be plunged into darkness, providing us with time to escape." Leandira smiled. Kyra returned her grin.
Leandira stood by the machine, bathed in a warm glow. An ominous laser was pointed right at her head. "This won't hurt, right?" The Myncies were watching her; Kyra sneaked quietly to the switch box. The Cybunny hoped Kyra would get there in time to power down the house.
"Oh, I didn't promise that," the professor said, grinning mischievously. His fingers hovered over the keyboard. "You are about to be the first mutated Mynci in my master plan." His finger touched the button...
And the power went out. I felt a sudden tired feeling, having all the electricity surging though my vessels cut off. I knew what I had to do, though. I just had to wait for the right time.
Leandira and Kyra fled from the scene, with the Myncies -- including the professor -- chasing them down.
They ran past my peeling wallpaper, dashing through the creaky corridor and then fleeing up and down the flights of sagging stairs. Finally, I saw a Cybunny and Lenny leave my door, the Myncies not ten yards behind them... that's when I executed my plan.
Crash! I just released myself, let myself go. Beam after beam, plank after plank, nail after nail -- I collapsed myself, crushing the robot Myncies as well as the professor. It didn't take much for me to fall; I was already having a bit of a tough time supporting myself up.
As the last shingle fell from the sky and the dust clouded all around me, I knew it was done. I had stopped the professor. I, too, was done, though. With one final lament, I winked out of existence and became no more.
Kyra was the first to speak. "That house collapsed! Thank Fyora we got out in time." She turned and faced Leandira. "I told you this house was no good -- it should have been condemned."
The Cybunny came forward and gave the broken wood a little kick. "No..." Leandira started, facing her companion. "The house crushed the enemies, but let us pass safely through. It's almost like it saved us." She observed the mangled lines of cables from the broken robots.
An officer came up from behind them, startling the two. "Hello," the Skieth said. "I spoke with a young Acara, who said something about a whole horde of Myncies at this address?" He looked questioningly at Kyra and Leandira.
"Yeah, there was," the Cybunny started, "but then the house fell, destroying them all."
All of a sudden there was a groan from beyond the wood. The officer came rushing over to find a badly hurt yellow Mynci in a torn lab coat.
"That's their leader!" Kyra said. The Skeith nodded and handcuffed him. A call went out for medical help, and the officer left soon after the professor received treatment.
The girls stood alone, outside the lot. "I'm going to buy this lot," Leandira said firmly. "I'm going to put a house on it, and live here quite contentedly for the rest of my life."
Kyra smiled. "Alright. You go do that. But first, we have to clean up this mess."
"Mess?" Leandira asked. "I'm going to use as many good beams from this old house as I can... to honor it, in a sense. You know, breathe old life into the new." She smiled. "Let's start going through the pile, shall we?"