Fanon:The fall of Twinbrook-Chapter Twelve

Thomas was held up and his eyes were opened to witness Clover's last breath. She was placed in the chair and was strapped on tight. The straps on her arms were tight enough to cut off circulation, Clover was pleading for Nova to spare her.

Nova: SILENCE! You sold my mother out to Atlas....you killed by family....your nothing but scum to me...how in the world do you think I'm the scum? I'm only paying you back for what you did......flip the switch son.

Bot21 did what he was told and Clover was frying on the chair trying to break free from the straps that held her hands and feet down to the it. She was screaming for her life and Thomas cried for someone to come save him. Nova flipped the switch off and Clover was now nothing but a clump of dust. The sound of the Grim Reaper came up and up from a large dark smoke was the Sim himself. He called for Clover's soul but before he could take it away Nova appeared in front of him and pointed her finger in his face.

Nova: You! You need to repay me for the soul I gave you years ago!

Grim: MPH! MRRMPH! MRPH MR MERAMPH! MEH!

Nova: Oh really?....let us not recall the soul you didn't take from the Lotharios who was suppose to die when he was a teen.

Grim: MPH! MRMAMPRH! MRMERRRRRR....MREMIPHMEH! PHM! *Now slamming his scythe on the ground repeatedly and yelling at Nova with words no one should hear.*

The Grim Reaper started to chant a spell and whisked Nova away into the smoke he vanished in as well. No one really knew what was Nova planning but Zola knew it was now the time to take Thomas back in time with her to set the big plan in motion. Crystal cuffed Thomas to Zola and the two entered the time machine. Izcrazi was waving at them wishing them a far well and to be safe. Noah took everyone home and fell back to sleep until the next day.

-To Marshall-

The shine of the sun peered its rays through the curtains and onto Marshall's face. The day was new but Marshall felt so old, he didn't kiss his wife good morning and rushed off to work with out even wishing everyone a good day. Everyone at work was expecting him back to investigate the green slime that was recovered ta the plant a couple of days ago. The green was taking shape now and every shape was life like, like a picture of the plumbbob or a llama. This slime was even edible but made patients to go through a seizure or make them act crazy.

He rode up to the plant and was greeted by Noah who was walking inside with a smile on his face.

Noah: Ah Mr. Curious...lovely day huh? *he hummed a tune and walked inside the building*

Marshall: Yeah uh...

What is his problem? Act like nothing happened the last couple of days.

TBC