Shattered Mind Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Megamind slowly sat up. He could hear the alarm from the brainbot in the room. While still on the ground, he turned to looked at small robot, smiled and patted it's dome.

"I'm okay." Suddenly from within his mind he could hear a very popular nursery rhyme being sung slowly. *twinkle, twinkle little star* He looked around and the singing just stopped.

He glanced over at the machine behind him. It was smoking a little. He sighed, annoyed. Standing, he looked over at the time. He was slightly shocked when he realized that three hours had gone by while he had been unconscious. What had happened? Megamind shook his head slightly. He could feel the beginning of a throbbing headache. He turned and saw Newton lying lazily on the sofa.

He looked up as his alien owner spoke. "You look alright; I should really go and have Minion look me over." He raised both hands and started to rub at his temples. "But first, I need to figure out what happened to us."

He went over to the monitors and sat in the chair and looked at the three screens not far away. He hunched forwards in the chair. He could feel the headache had grown to a migraine just by looking at the bright screens. He started typing on the keys and then clicked on the video and began to replay the last three hours.

He stopped the video just as the machine was shown exploding in sparks and a flash. He raised eyebrow and started to play it at normal speed again he watched as a random bolt of electicity hit him and Newton and both seemed to fall to the ground. His eyes widened. He leaned closer to the screen. The migraine was now roaring away in his head and yet he still watched as minutes later the image of himself stood up off the ground and walked away from the camera.

By now he was blinking back tears of pain from the migraine. He pushed back away from the monitors and let out a moan. "Oh, now I need to call Minion. Something's wrong." He continued to rub his temples.

Suddenly there was a knock on the front door, startling him. He sat back in the chair, wiping his face. He looked at the second monitor, which showed who was at the front door.

He could still feel the powerful migraine but he let a faint smile cross his face. Then he rolled his eyes. It was Wayne.

He pushed out of the chair, walked over to the door and opened it. "What are you doing here?" he called, slightly annoyed, but this mood wasn't because of his ex-rival. His eyes were now very sensitive to the sunlight. He turned away from the light.

Wayne stood in the doorway and looked at him, watched as the blue alien turned his head away. "Well, hello to you, too. Do you know I've been looking for you for hours?" He looked back outside. "How many places around this city do you have?"

"Not saying." The blue alien turned and waved his hand for him to come in.

Wayne slowly came into the house. From the outside, it looked just like all the others on the street but within it looked completely different. As Wayne looked around, he could tell Megamind had been heavily influenced by 17th, 18th and 19th centuries styles. All the inner walls had been taken out. It was now a large open space on the ground floor; four large supports kept the roof up.

Closing the door behind him, Wayne took a few steps in side and then spotted something he never would have linked with Megamind. Curled up on the sofa was a silver tabby cat. He looked over at Megamind, surprised. "You have a cat?"

Megamind looked back at him over his shoulder and noticed the surprised looked. He turned fully to look at Wayne starring at the small ball of fur and he smiled. "Yeah. Newton's a good friend. Nothing like Minion, but he's company." The blue man sighed again. This migraine was really started to worry him.

Wayne looked at him. "You named a cat Newton." The genius nodded slowly. The ex-hero laughed lightly.

At the calling of his name, the silver tabby stood up on the sofa and miaowed, getting the attention of his master. Megamind walked past the other alien and over to the cat, which jumped up onto the armrest and started to fuss against the blue hand.

Wayne felt like an intruder and at the same time like he had landed in an alternate universe where Megamind had been the good guy all these years. He looked away after a while.

Megamind couldn't take the pain of the migraine any more. He walked into the kitchen and opened a cupboard. He grabbed a small bottle; taking three tablets, he swallowed them. He and Minion had made a whole rang of medical items for themselves over the years.

After a few minutes he could feel the effects of the migraine fading, knowing that it wouldn't be a quick fix; he would need to have Minion scan him later. He walked back to Wayne and asked, "Okay, which one of them sent you looking for me then?"

Wayne still hadn't turned to meet the others eyes. "Roxanne." He heard a sigh and he fully turned to the other. "Why haven't you called them? It's been two days."

"I've had something -" the blue alien turned his back to the man and looked at the failed machine. He didn't want to tell him about helping Bernard's mother. "I needed to be alone," he lied.

Wayne sighed; he knew there was more but didn't push. "I understand that." He walked closer. "Just call them, please." He gotout his mobile and held it out. "If you don't call, I think Roxanne or Minion will use that DNA-gun with my powers and come looking for you."

Megamind grinned at the idea of a super powerful girlfriend; his daydream was broken by Wayne forcing the phone into his hands. He looked at it, sighed, opened it up, scrolled through the numbers until he saw her name and pressed it.

On the north side of the city a different story was taking shape. When the first few police officers had appeared at the large crater, they soon realised they couldn't do a whole lot and had called in the military.

That had been 24 hours ago; the site had been closed off to the public and was being watched.

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Major General Alan Greenfield had served the army for 57 years. He'd been in a lot of wars, seen and heard a lot of odd things over the years, but coming to Metro City was, in his mind, one of the most relaxed times in his life. Everyone before him who had taken this posting had hated it mostly because of the two super-powerful beings that lived in the city. Megamind's and Metro Man's fights were just too much for them to handle. But all that had changed in the last few months. Since Megamind had changed sides, the people were confused with how the villain-turned-hero had changed his attitude towards the armed forces because of the appearance of Major General Greenfield. The ex-criminal genius didn't just come and help the police now but also he came to aid any soldiers under the command of General Greenfield. None of the public knew why the Major General and Megamind seemed to understand each other so well. To them it was totally confusing. Both Roxanne and Wayne had tried to get the blue alien to talk about it, but all they got was silence. They had even tried talking to Minion about it and got the same reply. It was all too confusing.

Alan Greenfield had always kept his family and military lives apart and for many reasons he had kept his family life a secret. Only his bosses and a few well known people knew the truth. General Greenfield had a younger brother who had changed his name for his own protection, to Chris Fowler. The reason for all these secrets was that his younger brother had been looking after the ex-criminal genius since he was a baby; Chris Fowler was the Warden at Metro City Prison for the Criminally Gifted. So when Alan got a call from his brother months ago telling him that Megamind had changed to the good side, Alan had taken the post at Metro City to help the blue hero. General Greenfield had sent orders for his best team of soldiers to head to the crash site; this group's codename was well known within all the world governments: Theta. Three members of this elite group stood around talking. Markus Sparrow, the leader of the team, was a tall, light brown man, heavily built, with dark eyes and hair. Greg Colman was the pilot of the team, the one that flew them to their locations. He was thin and pale, with blue eyes and sandy brown hair. Then there was Katie, the only female on the team. She was a pure military woman. She had short sandy brown hair and her eyes were very dark brown. These were three of the eight members that made part of this very well know elite group.

The male who was sat on a stack of boxes was Greg. He spoke. "Markus, why are ours orders to come here and babysit some police?"

"Yeah, Mark," added Katie. She turned to the other man and sighed. "I heard the General's thinking of calling in Megamind to help on this."

"Yeah, and that fly boy faker, too." Greg spat. The two looked at each other.

The large male sighed heavily "I'll never understand why-"

Greg leaned back on the boxes. "I'm not sure why he came out of hiding like that; Afeeke can handle himself."

The female laughed, interrupting him. "Greg, I would shut up. You don't want Afeeke of all people on your back."

"Aw, come on, Katie. How's he going to find out?"

"Greg, he's been a member of our team-"

Suddenly the group heard someone shouting madly, "MONSTER! MONSTER!" They watched as the man came running past. The group of three soldiers looked at each other grinning insanely; finally, some action. The three ran around the building, only to stop dead at the sight in front of them.

~~

An hour early Jeremy Autumn had watched as the army had moved in on the half-mile-wide crater site. He had been sent out of Metro City limits to cover a story about an asteroid hitting the earth.

As usual, he had made a scene in the news room to his boss about going to cover something as low as this. Carl had told him, if he didn't go, he would be out of work.

So here Jeremy was in the hot summer sun. Standing at the edge of the army blockade, he could just make out the still-smoking rock being lifted out. It was a third the size of a car and it was slowing cooling down but parts were still giving off heat, glowing a mixture of reddish-orange shades. It looked like lava. Every now and then, flicks of green flame could be seen.

His cameraman, Tod, came up to him. "The army's telling all news crews to leave now." He held his camera in his hands. "Oh, yeah. Got a call from Carl. He called us back; told me to tell you to go home." He shrugged. "Heard on the radio about the cops involved in a high speed chase with two of members of the Doom Syndicate."

Jeremy looked at him. "Who's covering that?"

Tod didn't look at him; he already knew the reaction he'd get. "Wilson."

Jeremy looked at him with fury in his eyes. Then he began to make his way into the army-controlled site.

Tod looked around at a few soldiers who had appeared. They were watching the reporter as well. Tod hissed out, "Jeri, what are you doing?"

"Taking a closer look." He kept walking.

Tod had a very bad feeling growing in the back of his mind. He reached into his pocket and got his mobile out and started to call a number.

Jeremy was only halfway there when suddenly green flames flared up and in his direction, covering him in green fire. Many others screamed out the reporter's name and some of the soldiers that were closer tried to get close enough to help him.

Tod had dived for cover behind the news van, only to come face to face with three members of team Theta.

"Have you got a phone?" The cameraman nodded, dug it out and handed it to the larger man, who keyed in a the number he knew well. As he put the phone near his ear, it started to ring, then almost immediately it was answered.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Minion, been a long time. It's Markus."

"Oh hello, Mr. Sparrow." The fish sighed happily. "How have you been?"

"Look, sorry I can't talk long. We're under orders." Markus's tone lowered "Can I talk to him?"

"Oh I'm sorry, too. He's not in."

"Ah. Any idea when he'll be back?"

"No." There was a slight pause. "But can I help?"

There was some muffled talking then Markus's voice became clear again "Oh! Yes, you can."