CH 12. The Good, The Bad, The Squid

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A large van that was heading toward the back had been hijacked by a few well-coordinated thugs. filled with money, the armored van drove through the highway with police close behind. In the air, a news helicopter in the air, the reporter and her cameraman watched from outside the window

"We're live on the scene of a high-speed police pursuit of an armored car stolen earlier today from the federal reserve in Denver. It is believed the thieves also have a hostage"

The armored vehicle's driver was left surprised when he saw a small yellow car driving toward him. Turning to his boss who was in the passenger seat, he asked him what to do "Ram 'em. We're in a well-fortified van, we'll be fine"

A few feet away from them hitting the car, it broke off into sections before the sounds of metal grinding against metal replaced the noise of its engine. Flying through the air, you slammed your feet against the van's hood, before jumping off. The vehicle was sent out of control due to the action, and while the driver tried to gain control again, it ended up crashing against the sides of the highway

"Wait, what's this? It looks like we have another alien sighting"

The leader of the group got out of his seat with a rifle in hand. Loading it, he was about to open fire on the police when something big picked him up by the back of his shirt. The expression he made was priceless when you brought him up to your vision, once you got your fill, you tossed him to the police who caught him

The driver was incapacitated so the only one left was the one holding the hostage. He got out of the truck with a pistol held to one of the original driver's heads. Shouting how he wanted safe passage, he was confused when the policemen just pointed behind him. When he turned around, he saw you aiming your arm cannon at him. Seeing the blue light emanating from your weapon, he let go of the hostage and held his hands up in surrender

"We don't know where these strange creatures are coming from, but they seem to be here to help"

Saluting to the police, you transformed into your vehicle forms and drove after the Rustbucket

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Back in space, Vilgax was connected to America's news feed and watched these acts unfold from his rehabilitation chamber. He hated it, every second of it. While he had plans for the Omnitrix for intergalactic domination, it was instead being used for the good of civilians

"The Omnitrix...Wasted on pointless heroics!"

"Shall I call for another bounty sir? Lockdown has been made available recently"

"No..." He growled as gas began to release from his chamber. With mist now covering the machine, a light came from it when the door opened. Two red eyes pierced through the mist as two loud thumps were heard. Standing in his full glory, Vilgax clenched his fist while eyeing the screen that showcased Bumblebee

"I will see to this task myself!"

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"Uh...Grandpa...What is this?"

Sitting in front of you was a steaming bowl of tentacles. This was your breakfast for today, at least that's what Grandpa said. In reality, Ai and Gwen ate the rest of the cereal, so Max had to scramble and make something for you to eat

"Sorry, Y/N. I promise we'll get you something better when we get to Washington" He said in a tired voice

You winced at the sight, you could've sworn one of them wiggled. It wasn't like you thought eating it was nasty, you'd seen stuff like this in some stores back in Bellwood, but it wasn't your kind of taste. Gwen, seeing your hesitation, tried to make you feel better

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