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The Raid

(A DOAI Fanfic!)

Word Count: 5945

Warnings: A lot of gore, death, angst with a happy ending

The day of the raid was here. Knots laid in the pits of everyone’s stomach as the sun shone on their faces. Instead of the usual chatter that Alex and Spec had in the mornings, everyone was silent. Alex’s hands shook anxiously and fiddled with the silverware in front of them.

“Scared?” Clyde spoke softly, breaking the silence. All Alex could do was nod. “Heh, I can’t say I blame you.” Clyde huffed, fidgeting with their own claws. “Just try to breathe, Alex.” Spec gently patted their back. “We’ll be with you every step of the way.” Alex nodded and gently grabbed Spec’s hand, leaning their head against the Veldigun’s arm.

As per usual, Spec’s monitor began to buzz, filling the three of them with dread. They all walked over to it only to be greeted by The Hijacker. “Hello, everyone! So…are you all ready?” The group nodded slowly, making The Hijacker sigh. “I understand. This isn’t going to be easy for me either. We just…need to stay focused, okay?” All three of them nodded.

“Anyways, I plan on enacting this raid during the night. It’s just to make sure that NO staff are there. For now, try to enjoy yourselves. We don’t know if we are going to make it out alive. See you at eight!” The monitor buzzed and The Hijacker was gone.

“Nighttime huh?” Clyde softly chuckled. “A Veldigun’s natural environment.” Alex wasn’t listening to Clyde. Their breathing became erratic and so was their heart. Spec immediately took notice. “Alex? Are you okay?” Alex simply looked at them and shook their head. Spec rumbled softly before wrapping their arms around them, which Alex returned.

“It’s okay, Alex. We’ve got your back, so you’re not alone.” Spec spoke comfortingly. Alex shook, but tried to ease their breathing. After a few seconds of being held and steadying their breathing, they were able to calm down. “I’m-I’m okay now.” Alex said as they slowly let go.

Spec smiled, grateful to see that their buddy was okay. “Good. Why don’t I make all of us some breakfast? We can’t fight on an empty stomach.” Clyde chuckled and purred. “Ooh…that sounds great.” Alex snickered at the larger Veldigun. “That’s probably because you’ve been eating rabbits and squirrels.” Clyde raised an eyebrow and a clawed hand, but ultimately decided not to retort since Alex’s statement was true.

After a squeaky laugh, Spec hopped over to the kitchen. They grabbed some vegetables, a cutting board, and a knife. Then, they started to cut. “I’m guessing we’re going to make an omelet?” Alex asked, going over to Spec. “Yes and no. I’m making an omelet and you are going to relax.” Spec grinned. Alex nervously laughed. “Oh come on, Spec.”

“Nuh uh. You’ve been through enough as is. Let me make life a little easier for you.” Spec giggled with a smile. Their happiness was infectious, so Alex relented. “Alright. Alright. Just be careful with the knife.” Right as they said that, a searing pain spread through Spec’s hand. “Ow!” They cried as they pulled their bleeding hand away from the cutting board.

“Shit!” Alex immediately grabbed some bandages and disinfectant from the cabinet beneath the sink. Before they could tend to Spec’s wound, Clyde pulled Spec’s hand away. “No, Alex. Let me do it.” The larger Veldigun reached out their hand for the supplies

Alex handed it to them with a raised eyebrow. “Why can’t I help them?” Clyde sighed and shook their head. “Their blood carries the infection.” Both Alex and Spec widened their eyes. “I-I thought I couldn’t infect anyone.” Clyde chuckled as they wrapped up Spec’s hand. “Your touch is completely safe for humans, but never let one come in contact with your blood, okay?” Spec nodded and looked down at the cut up food. “Good thing none of it got in the food.”

After Clyde patched up Spec’s hand, they immediately got back to cooking. The tension of the environment had been eased, so there were a lot more friendly and warm conversations. Spec slid all three of the omelets onto three separate plates and handed two of them to Clyde and Alex. “This is good…” Clyde hummed as they chomped on the food.

“I do have a question.” Alex piped up and looked at Clyde. “How has Spec not been discovered? Their stories are pretty popular.” Clyde immediately burst out laughing. “That’s because Veldiguns don’t usually read fictional stories! Even I don’t!” Everyone couldn’t help, but laugh.

The hours flew by rather quickly. The group spent their time watching movies and playing video games. Even Spec was able to convince Clyde to play Resident Evil: The Village, which made the larger Veldigun jump. Before they knew it, the clock chimed at eight.

“Are we ready?” Clyde asked , flicking their tail anxiously. Spec and Alex looked at each other and nodded. “Alright. Let’s go see Lankmann.” As if that beckoned it, Spec’s monitor started to buzz. “Good evening, my little critters!” The Hijacjer appeared on the screen. “Are we ready to ride?” Alex slung the duffel bag of weapons over their shoulder. “Ready as we’ll ever be.”

“Good…Now stand back. I need to do something.” The Hijacker then stuck their claws out of the screen, causing Alex and Spec to yelp back in fear. It grabbed the sides of the monitor and pulled itself out of the digital world. “Woah. This is just like The Ring!” Spec squealed as The Hijacker placed a clawed hand on the desk to steady itself. It slowly pulled itself further out of the screen and stomped loudly onto the ground. “Ahh! It feels so good to be out of that digital world!”

“Damn, I’ve forgotten how short you were.” Clyde snickered, laughing like a maniac. The Hijacker rolled it’s eyes. “Haha…laugh it up.” It stretched and yawned. “Alright everyone. Let’s get going. This raid isn’t going to start itself.”

Everyone nodded as Alex snatched the keys to his car. “Hop in everyone. We ride when the moon rises!” The Veldiguns cheered before running out of the house. They hurried down the steps and hopped into the car. Clyde and The Hijacker sat in the back of the car, while Spec sat in the passenger’s seat. Alex joined them in the driver’s seat and started the ignition. “Let’s go.” They spoke sternly before driving away.

The night sky watched them as they drove to the asylum. They turned into the forestry beside the forsaken building instead of the driveway. “Smart move, Alex.” The Hijacker grinned, looking into the darkness. “Thanks. I figured it would be better to avoid the driveway. They’d be expecting that.” Alex floored the brakes, putting the car to a complete halt. They were here.

Getting out of the car, they all looked at the building in front of them. The Hijacker looked around before finding the power box hidden underneath some branches. It busted the lid of the box with a quick smack and opened it. “I’m heading down to the lab, but I’ll also deactivate any traps and cameras. When the alarms go off, run inside. See ya!” The Hijacker stuck it’s claws into the machinery. It’s body glowed with electricity before it disappeared into the electrical system.

Cameras burst into pieces as The Hijacker caused an electrical surge. All the caretakers looked around, confused, as the lights flickered. Doors unlocked and tasers were destroyed. Herbert Lankmann knew these signs too well. He stood in Room 66, right in front of Winfrey. “Brother…I thought you were dead.” He murmured to himself before turning to face Winfrey. “Heh…I knew one day that they would come for you.”

Winfrey huffed in exhaustion. “Just…let me go…please.” Doctor Lankmann shrugged and laughed. “Sure. That is, if they survive long enough to be able to rescue you.” He pulled out a remote from their pocket. “I’ve almost completed my research anyway. I will show the Veldiguns that power…is the only thing that matters.”

Lankmann pressed the button causing the alarms to go off. He sighed before heading out of the room, turning to the trap door, and climbing down into the lab.

Seeing the alarms go off was just the signal that the crew needed. “Let’s go, bitches!” Clyde immediately sprinted to the front door, Alex and Spec running to join them. Alex grabbed a shotgun from the duffel bag and threw a rifle at Spec. The smaller Veldigun caught the rifle and nodded.

Using their horns, Clyde barged through the front doors of the asylum. “Welcome to Fuck City! We’re the Fuckers!” Clyde laughed maniacally, running straight towards Room 66. Both Alex and Spec just rolled their eyes and ran towards the other rooms.

Caretakers, armed with knives, machetes, and tasers, sprinted into the hallways. Luckily, the duo were prepared for this. Spec immediately opened fire. Blood splattered everywhere as the caretakers fell, dead. They scratched and screeched as they scrambled towards Alex and Spec.

Alex grabbed the end of one of the patient’s beds. The poor guy was terrified. “Who’s causing those shots?!” He asked Alex. “My buddies and I are going to get you out of here. Try not to panic. You’ll be safe!” Alex grabbed the end of another bed as well and quickly ran off with both patients. Spec grabbed two as well, but both looked significantly more terrified of them than they were of Alex.

Caretakers ran in front of them only to be greeted with a bullet to the head. Brains splattered on the wall as the duo rushed to get the patients outside. “What are those things?” One of the patients cried as they pointed to a caretaker’s corpse. Their mask was off, revealing sharp teeth and a skull-like face. “Doctor Lankmann’s followers.” Alex responded.

Clyde ran, scratching the floor of the hallway as they did so. Then, they saw the humongous doors of Room 66. The Veldigun grinned to themselves. “I’ll free you, buddy.” Before Clyde could advance towards the door, dozens of caretakers swarmed around the doors.

An eerie laugh escaped from The Eastridge Demon. “Do you really think you powerless Veldiguns can stop me?” Without hesitation, Clyde rammed right into the caretakers. Their tail pierced through many of the caretakers, causing them to squeal in pain.

Blood and pieces of organs covered the floor as Clyde ripped into them. They sucked the souls out of each one of them. Ripping, squelching, and screaming filled the hallways. The caretakers didn’t stand a chance against Clyde. They only left a few cuts and scratches on The Smiling Snatcher. When the room went silent, the hallway was painted red.

Filled with pride, Clyde pushed the door of Room 66. “Winfrey!” They yelled, outstretching their arms. Winfrey widened their eyes as soon as they saw them. “Clyde…you came for me.” Clyde smiled at them. “I always would’ve.” The Eastridge Demon jumped over to the chains that held Winfrey down. “Hang on, buddy. I got you.”

Using their tail, Clyde was able to pick the locks open. First, Winfred’s leg’s. Then, their arms. Winfrey raised their right arm, rubbing their sore wrist. “Thank you, Clyde…They…they made me consume human souls…tortured the patients…” A tear fell down their face as Clyde climbed up their back. “It’s not your fault, Winfrey. You’re still a good person, but we need to go help Alex and Spec”

Winfrey nodded as Clyde hopped onto their shoulders. “Let’s wreck this place!” Clyde cried as Winfrey burst through the doors, roaring in the process. More caretakers ran into the hallway to try to stop them, but they were no match for the behemoth. Winfrey trampled them with ease and even grabbed one in their jaws, tearing them apart.

The lab shook as Winfrey trampled away. Doctor Lankmann gathered as many papers as he could and shoved them into a suitcase. He grabbed the USB and various syringes and containers. Then, he picked up a gun filled with a sedative liquid. “Alright everyone! It’s time to pack up and leave.”

A few caretakers climbed down the ladder to the lab, hoping to help their master. The surveillance monitors started to buzz and the lights shoved flashed red. Then, the doors of the cages creaked open. The experiments crawled towards the opened doors. “Looks like someone let us out of the box!” Jack laughed maniacally.

Shrieking filled the hallway as the experiments began to maul the caretakers. The Flock bit their throats out and Simon crushed their chest with his tentacles. Everything was so chaotic, Doctor Lankmann was too frightened to intervene.

Mortimer tried to crawl through the chaos. Blood splattered on their white clothes as they tried to get to the ladder, but the sound of sobbing stopped them. Mortimer peered into a cage and saw the mouse-like experiment. He shuddered and cried as he crouched in the corner. “I want my mama.” He cried to himself. Mortimer walked over to the mouse, an expression of empathy on their face.

“Hey there.” They spoke softly as they crouched down. The mouse backed away in fear. “It’s okay. I’m not going to hurt you.” Mortimer said as they reached out a hand. “What’s your name?” The mouse shivered before gently taking Mortimer’s hand. “I’m Klaus.” Mortimer smiled as they gently picked up Klaus. “It’s alright. I’ll take care of you.” They gently carried Klaus to the ladder and climbed up.

Doctor Lankmann watched as his experiments ripped his followers apart. Then, they turned to him. Blood dripped from their jaws as they crawled closer. “Get away from me, you freaks!” He raised the sedation gun. Before he could shoot though, a voice came on the intercom. “Don’t worry about him.” The Hijacker’s voice came through the speaker. “I’ll take care of this monster. Go upstairs and help out the rest of my team.”

Jack looked at Simon with a raised eyebrow. Simon just shrugged, being just as confused as he was, but decided to obey the voice. Simon, Jack, and The Flock turned around and went right to the ladder. Doctor Lankmann sighed before a voice behind him made him jump. “Hello…brother.” The voice said.

All the patients were moved outside by the time the experiments escaped. Blood and stranded organs were strewn across the floor. Nearly all of which belonged to the caretakers. Now with no one left to save, Alex and Spec took more weapons to finish off the rest of the followers.

The caretakers pulled off their masks, revealing the monsters they truly are. The last of them screeched at Alex and Spec, surrounding them. “We won’t let you hurt anyone else!” Alex yelled before the two opened fire. Screams and squeals filled the room as the caretakers were pumped full of bullets.

Spec jumped and landed on top of Alex’s shoulders. The Veldigun growled as they relentlessly shot up the followers. “There are so fucking many!” Alex cried out, blowing the brains out of one of the followers. Hearing this, Spec decided to jump off of Alex’s shoulders and attack the caretakers to their right.

The enemies diminished rather steadily. They didn’t seem to be able to think on their own, so Spec and Alex were able to destroy them like a hoard of zombies. But a hoard can get overwhelming. Alex was shooting a plethora of caretakers when they saw something out of the corner of their eye. They saw a caretaker with a sharp machete creeping up behind Spec, who was shooting other caretakers.

“SPEC!” Alex ran over to them and pushed them out of the way. Spec landed on the ground and quickly turned around. Their worst nightmare came to life. The caretaker’s machete pierced Alex’s chest, specifically where their heart was. Blood dripped down their chest as they fell to their knees, gasping in pain.

“ALEX! NO!” Spec dropped the gun and ran over to them. Alex fell back into the Veldigun’s arms, grasping their chest. “Alex…no…please.” Hot tears streamed down Spec’s face. For the first time, they roared. They roared in pain and their tail acted as if it had a mind of it’s own. It swirled around, slicing and tearing all the remaining caretakers. Spec screamed and cried as blood and organs pooled around them. Eventually, it all went quiet.

Spec stood up, holding Alex in their arms, and began to walk through the bodies that covered the floor. “Clyde!” They cried, feeling Alex gripping them tightly. “Clyde! Help me!” Their twin heard their cries. “Spec?” Clyde murmured and Winfrey looked up at them. “Follow their cries.” Winfrey nodded at Clyde’s command.

Running as quickly as possible, Winfrey followed Spec’s screams. Then, they stopped in front of the doorway. Clyde hopped off of Winfrey. “Spec! What’s wrong?” Spec couldn’t speak. They only cried and whimpered as they turned Alex over so they could see. “Oh god…” Both Clyde and Winfrey looked at them in shock.

“You may not remember me, but I certainly remember you…” Doctor Lankmann turned around to see the face of his brother on the monitors. “Long time no see…” Doctor Lankmann couldn’t believe it. They had bested him. “Come to take everything from me? I’m not letting that happen again!”

The Hijacker began to crawl out of the monitor. It slammed it’s claw onto the table, crushing everything underneath it. The Hijacjer used that leverage to fully jump out of the screen. Doctor Lankmann yelped and stumbled backwards to get away. “So, after thirty years…we meet again.” The Hijacjer growled.

“Don’t you go feeding me your righteous lies!” Doctor Lankmann ran to their suitcase, but his leg was quickly caught by his brother’s tentacle. “As if you’re any better. You believe that hurting humans is the best way for us to live…denying us a future.” Doctor Lankmann hissed harshly. You don’t understand what it’s like…not to have any power of your own…not to be able to suck souls to properly belong in the Veldigun species…to not be a part of the design.”

Doctor Lankmann managed to grab a scalpel and stabbed the tentacle. The Hijacker screeched and let go. “Just because we were built with that design in mind, doesn’t mean we have to obey it!” The doctor roared angrily. “You only say that because you were blessed! You have some of the strongest powers in the species! I was always in your shadow! Everyone respects you!”

The Hijacker growled and ran towards their brother. They swiped their claws at him, hitting him near the eye. “Do you really think they respect me because of my power?” The Hijacker laughed. “They respect me because I see them for what they are! People that can choose their futures! Not animals like you think of us.”

Doctor Lankmann tried to claw at their brother’s neck, but was quickly shaken off. He huffed and panted. “Don’t you realize that we could have everything in the palm of our hands. I won’t be worthless anymore and we would have the perfect army. You aren’t innocent…you used to be a predator too. Can’t make fun of us…if you’re one of us.”

The Hijacker roared in their brother’s face. “I’ve changed my ways…I couldn’t stand to see a child cry, but you…YOU…feel no sympathy! You have no heart! You tortured innocent souls, including children! You…couldn’t even spare our parents.”

Doctor Lankmann laughed. “You don’t even care about me! Let alone your parents!” The Hijacker could feel itself getting more enraged. “DO YOU THINK I WANTED THIS?! Do you think I want to kill you?! We..used to be close, until you let some petty insults get to your head…” The Hijacker looked away. “I wish I didn’t have to do this, but I have no choice. I’m sorry.”

The Hijacker slammed their claws on the ground and snapped their jaws. Doctor Lankmann gripped the scalpel tightly and tried to plunge it into their brother’s throat…but they missed and stabbed them in the chest instead. The Hijacker rammed into him and used both hands to grab him by the throat. Raising Doctor Lankmann up off the ground, The Hijacker lowered their head as the life was choked out of their brother.

“I’m sorry…” They said softly, tears streaming down their face. Their hands squeezed tighter before they heard a loud crack. Doctor Lankmann’s arms fell limp and their body went cold. The Hijacker’s arms shook as Lankmann’s body fell from their hands. They covered their face and cried.

The experiments wandered around the bloody asylum, trying to find The Hijacker’s friends. Mortimer, with Klaus in their arms, turned through a hallway and ran into the others. “Have you guys found Alex yet?” They asked as they swayed Klaus back and forth. “Unfortunately, no.” Simon answered somberly.

Then, they heard the sounds of sobbing. The group of experiments ran towards the noises only to find something tragic. Spec had set Alex down against a wall. They had tried to patch up the severe wound, but it seemed like it wasn’t working.

“Alex!” Mortimer yelled as they ran over to their friend. They crouched down right in front of them. “No…no..no!” No!” Tears now streamed down their face as Klaus buried his head into Mortimer’s shoulder.

Alex’s eyelids grew heavy as they looked upon their friends. “Mor…Mortimer…I’m…sorry…” Breathing became harder with every second. “I’m so sorry…Everyone…” Mortimer shook their head. “No, Alex. This wasn’t your fault. Not at all…” Clyde looked at Simon. “You, Scarecrow! Go get The Hijacker please!” Simon nodded and ran as fast as he could to the lab.

The Hijacker gathered everything, all the papers, all the evidence, and all the research, into a pile. They grabbed some matches that were hidden in the chest and lit one of them. Then, they dropped the fiery match, setting the work ablaze. “No one will know what happened here.” They said to themselves.

Simon slid down the ladder and ran to The Hijacker. “Sir?” He spoke softly. The Hijacker turned to face him. “The others need to see you. Something happened to Alex…” The Hijacker’s eyes widened. “No…” They grabbed Simon and quickly ran out of the lab.

“Alex?!” They called out as they ran. Simon pointed to a certain room and The Hijacker followed. There, they were able to join the group. “Alex?” The Hijacker set Simon down and crawled close to Alex. “Hi…jack…please…take care…of Spec…” Tears rolled down The Hijacker’s face as they nodded.

“Alex…please…” Spec begged. They felt Alex wrap their arms around them. “I..L-L…” Alex’s voice went quiet as their arms dropped down. Spec gripped Alex by the shoulders. “Alex?” No response. “ALEX?! Please! No no no!” Spec sobbed as they held their cold body close. Tears ran down everyone’s faces now that Alex was gone.

The Hijacker placed a clawed hand on Spec’s shoulder. “There is…a way you can save them.” Spec looked around at them. “How?” The Hijacker sighed before pointing at their hand. “Infect them.” Spec then looked at their own hand. “The legend…What if it doesn’t work?”

“Then, they’ll still be dead.” Winfrey spoke softly. “But it’s still worth a try. You are the only one here who can do it.” Spec nodded before ripping the bandage off of their hand. The wound was no longer bleeding, so they had to scratch it open. Blood now dropped from the wound. Spec held their breath as they placed their bleeding hand on Alex’s wound.

A few seconds passed, but still no response. Spec lowered their head and covered their face while the others closed their eyes. Suddenly, dark fur began to spread across Alex’s body. Stripes appeared on their arms and legs and small horns that slicked backwards appeared on their head. Near the wound, white spots that look like distant stars appeared on their chest. Cat-like ears popped up on their head and three striped tails appeared. Claws and dark green paw pads grew on their hands. Bat-like wings sprouted from their back, tearing the back of their trench coat. All of Alex’s stripes were a gradient color scheme. A dark blue turns into a light turquoise and then a bright green. This color scheme even applied to their wings and hair. This color scheme was similar to the aurora borealis. Alex’s white strands turned into a popping neon green. Even their glasses turned into a neon green tint.

Alex took a deep breath, startling everyone, and opened their eyes. Their eyes had turned into a very light shade of yellow, just like storybook depictions of the moon. Alex’s mouth was in the shape of a Jack o Lantern and a green glow emitted from it. Spec widened their eyes and crawled closer to them. “Alex?” They gently put their hands on Alex’s cheeks, feeling their fluffy fur.

Alex gently smiled and put their clawed hands on Spec’s arms. “Spec…did..did you?” Spec just wrapped their arms around them. “Alex! You’re alive!” They were still crying, but now they were tears of joy. Mortimer was crying too while everyone else was cheering. “I knew that it would work!” The Hijacker laughed.

Winfrey walked closer to the duo, amazement in their eyes. They crouched down, then sat on their knees. Winfrey outstretched their hands. “May I?” Alex understood what they were asking and nodded.

Winfrey gently picked up the new Veldigun. They used one hand to hold Alex and used the other to examine them. Winfrey held all three of their tails and examined their wings. “You are beautiful. A cutesy, friendly Veldigun.” This compliment made Alex blush immediately. “Right? They’re fluffy too!” Spec’s comment only made Alex blush more.

“I’m just glad they’re alive.” Clyde said as they petted Alex’s head. Winfrey put Alex down and stood up. Mortimer and Spec hugged Alex. Even Klaus looked happy that they were alive. “We might wanna get going…” The Hijacker nervously laughed. Alex tilted their head. “Why?” The Hijacker fiddled their claws. “Well, I set a fire down in the lab. I doubt any one of us wants to burn alive.” Everyone looked at each other. “Yeah…you’re right about that.” Winfrey spoke. “Let’s go.”

Everyone walked out of the asylum changed. Some were free. Some gained a greater appreciation of the world. Others found family amongst the ones around them. Whatever they gained or lost, no one was the same person as they were when they walked in.

Alex saw the patients first. They looked terrified as they gazed upon the Veldiguns. They raised their clawed hands. “It’s alright. No one here is going to hurt you. We were all hurt by the ones in there. Help will come for you soon.” This didn’t seem to calm them down, especially when Clyde came out.

“Hang on, everyone.” Clyde turned to Alex. “Do you have your cell phone on you?” Alex nodded, took the phone out, and handed it to them. Clyde took it and dialed for the police, or what was left of them anyway. “Hello? Yes, this is Clyde…Yes, the patients are ready for transport….Okay. Just take them out of this damn county…alright, bye.” Clyde turned to the patients. “The police will be here in ten minutes, but we gotta go.”

Clyde then turned back to Alex and handed their phone back to them. “Now, drive the car, car driver.” Winfrey rolled their eyes. “No need to be so rude Clyde.” Alex just laughed and waved it off. “It’s fine. I wouldn’t have it any other way.” Alex then turned to Clyde with a smug grin. “Jackass.”

“I’ll hop in the trunk!” Jack laughed. “Why would you-?” Mortimer began to say, but they weren’t able to stop him. Jack hopped in the trunk along with The Flock. “I’ll just ride on top of Winfrey.” The Hijacker chuckled. “I don’t like cramped spaces.” Winfrey picked them up and placed them on their shoulders.

The car hummed when Alex started it. Simon, Mortimer, Klaus, and Clyde sat in the back while Spec sat in the passenger’s seat. Then, they all drove off, waving the patients and the burning asylum goodbye. Winfrey ran next to the car and they were easily able to keep up. All of the Veldiguns headed home as the sun began to rise.

A week passed since the raid and everyone was making a steady recovery. Alex had quickly grown accustomed to their new Veldigun body. They even discovered that they had powers of their own. Their tails can produce a sweet smelling mist that puts anyone to sleep and they also had a human disguise, so they were able to go out and do errands.

Mortimer was still caring for Klaus and relentlessly searched for his parents, but they still haven’t found them. Winfrey patched up some of Alex’s clothes so their wings and tails could fit through. Even though everything was peaceful, something was still on their mind.

“Alex, may I speak with you for a sec?” Clyde asked after dinner one night. Alex looked at them and raised an eyebrow. “Sure. What is it that you need?” Clyde fidgeted with their claws. “Alone, please.” Clyde gently took Alex’s hand and led them to their bedroom. Alex closed the door behind them.

“What is it that’s bothering you?” Alex asked, slightly more concerned. Clyde sighed then scratched their head. “You…You and Spec can’t stay here.” Alex’s eyes widened. “Why not?” Clyde looked up at them with sympathy. “Since Herbert is dead, other enemies will come. They will know that Winfrey is free. If they ever find out that you and Spec exist, you’ll become their main target.”

Alex looked horrified at the revelation. “Why will we become their main targets?” Clyde walked closer to Alex and put their hands on their shoulders. “Because you are proof that our belief is plausible.” Everything made sense now. Alex’s ears drooped down as they nodded. “I..I understand.”

Clyde sat down on the bed and sighed. “I don’t want to do this either. It feels like Spec and I just reunited! But…I know this is better for you both.” Alex nodded again and sat beside them. “Please, just tell this to Spec and tell them why, okay?” Clyde nodded, their tail flicking. “I will. I’ve learned from my mistakes. Winfrey and I have already found a house, just like this one, that’s quite a ways from here.”

“Will you ever come back?” Alex turned to ask. “When the war ends, Alex. Only then will it be safe for us to return.” Clyde said, tears running down their face. Alex hugged them, which they readily accepted. “Please…take care of Spec for me, okay?” Alex nodded and squeezed tighter.

After some packing, Clyde and Alex put the belongings, including Spec’s computer system, in the trunk and backseat of the car. Mortimer had taken Spec and Klaus out for ice cream. Winfrey called for a portable U-Haul trailer, which they hooked up to Alex’s car, and put the furniture inside them.

When Spec, Mortimer and Klaus came home, everyone was outside of the house. “What’s going on?” Spec asked, tilting their head. Clyde looked at Alex for any advice, so Alex gestured towards their twin. The larger Veldigun sighed as they walked over to Spec.

“Spector, there’s something I need to tell you and I need you to understand.” Clyde crouched down and put a hand on Spec’s shoulder. “Sure. What is it?” Spec’s innocent eyes looked upon their sibling. “You can’t stay here. It’s not safe.” Spec tilted their head. “What do you mean? Herbert is dead, isn’t he?”

Clyde nodded. “Yes, but other enemies will come. If they find out that you and Alex exist, you will be their main targets. It’s because you are proof that our way of life is healthy.” Spec looked at the ground and whimpered. “Look, this is more than just safety. I also want you two to have a future. I want you to enjoy your life and live to the fullest. We already found you two a house and packed your things.”

Spec still didn’t answer, so Clyde patted their head. “You know I’m doing this because I love you, right?” Spec looked up at Clyde, tears streaming down their face, and nodded. “Will I ever see you again?” Clyde struggled to find something uplifting to say. “I don’t know, but when this war is over, I will try to come back, okay?” Spec nodded before wrapping their arms around Clyde, hugging them tightly. “I love you, Clyde.” The larger Veldigun hugged them back. “I love you too.”

Mortimer walked over to Alex with Klaus in their arms. “I’m going to stay here. I’m still trying to find Klaus’s parents, plus the others can use my help.” Alex nodded a single tear streaming down their face. “Alright, see you later, buddy.” Both friends hugged each other tightly before separating. Alex waved to all the Veldiguns as they hopped into the driver’s seat. Spec did the same and sigh as they sat in the passenger’s.

“One last thing, Spec.” Clyde said as they stuck their head in the window. Then, Winfrey handed them a package. Clyde handed the package to Spec. “I made something for you.” Spec took the box and held it to their chest. “Take care of yourself, Clyde.” Clyde nodded. “You too.”

Everyone waved and said their goodbyes as Alex started the car and drove away. The group became smaller and smaller as they drove farther away. Spec looked down at the box Clyde gave to them. “I know it’s hard, but they want the best for us.” Alex said, looking over at Spec. “Besides, this goodbye isn’t forever.” Spec nodded. “You’re right. We have a future now thanks to them.”

Alex glanced at the box in Spec’s lap. “What’d they get you?” Spec shrugged then slipped their claws on the cardboard flaps. They opened the box to find two things, a makeshift plush of Twisted Alice Angel and a note. Spec grabbed the plush with one hand and read the note with the other.

“Hey Spec, I remembered that you told me one time that she’s one of your favorite characters. So much so that you said you wanted to sit on her lap. So, I decided to make you this. Winfrey had to help me with certain stitches though. Please have a wonderful future. Love, Clyde.”

Spec held the plushie close to their chest. Silent tears fell as they put a hand on the console. Alex softly smiled at Spec and took Spec’s hand in theirs. “Everything will be okay. I promise.” Spec nodded as they rested their head on Alex’s shoulder. Together, they drove off to their future.

A few years passed since they left Eastridge. Spec and Alex had gotten comfortable in their new home and had resumed life as normal. Alex got a job as an artist while Spec continued their stories. Everything was normal once more.

One day, Spec was laying on the couch while Alex was reading one of Spec’s manuscripts to check for errors. Then, there was a knock at the door. “I got it, Spec.” Alex smiled at their partner as they walked to the door. “Okay, thank you.” Spec hummed as they nuzzled into the couch.

Alex opened the door and their jaw dropped. “Spec…come here please.” Spec raised an eyebrow, but jumped off the couch anyway. “What seems to be the proble-?” Spec paused, seeing something incredibly special.

“Hi, Spec. Long time no see.” Clyde greeted them. The other Veldiguns were behind and nearly all of them were covered in scars. Clyde themselves looked like they were blinded in one eye. Spec’s face immediately brightened as they jumped into their sibling’s arms. “CLYDE!”

Fin

Thank you to everyone who read this lil series! This was a lot of fun to write and come up with. If you wish to create drabbles or fanart, all I ask is that you credit me. You all mean a lot to me and I’m glad you enjoyed the series. I’ll still make content for this AU, but this is the end of the main story!

Time For Twins AU

Headcanons

(Just remember to treat Pastra like a  person, okay?)

This is just a list of headcanons that I have for the series! You may do with them as you wish!

Basic Stuff:

Alex - non-binary, asexual, they/them, Autistic

Spector - He/They, asexual, incredibly oblivious to sexual stuff, ADHD, they look cartoonish

Clyde - He/They, AroAce, they have an incredibly hard time establishing relationships, subtle ADHD

The Hijacker - They/It, AroAce, does NOT understand the appeal of being in a committed relationship

Winfrey - They/Them, bisexual, has a hard time finding mates because of their size

Mortimer - They/Them, pansexual, both ADHD and Autism

Simon - He/Him, straight, severe social anxiety, OCD

Jack - He/It, gay, hyperactive ADHD

Klaus - He/Him, they are child

The Flock - It/It’s, they are a big bird

Pre-Raid:

The Hijacker would read Spec’s stories from within the computer. They’ll never admit it, but they love Spec’s work.

Even though Clyde acted like they didn’t care about their interests, they listened intently to Spec whenever they babbled about a hyperfixation.

Clyde and Spector were very close before the war. They played together as children and Spec looked up to Clyde.

The same goes for Lankmann and The Hijacker, but as we know, insecurity got to Herbert.

Alex was a social butterfly when they went out of the house, but they secretly felt very lonely

They also can’t flirt for shit. It’s their sweetness that pulls people in.

The same goes for Spec, but they are just more oblivious

Spec loves to make food for the ones they love. They cook almost everyday.

Alex shows their affection by giving gifts and physical touch. (They are so warm!!!)

Winfrey would take in little Veldigun children until they found their parents.

The Hijacker and Spec were the only Veldiguns that used technology

Klaus is actually the son of Patient 66 (oh boy, the angst…)

Post-Raid:

Spec often braids Alex’s hair to try to calm them down. They even do this to their tails! If anyone draws this, I will go feral

Those two cuddle all the time. One of their favorite things to do is to wrap a blanket around them and watch movies.

Many of Alex’s art pieces are in Spector’s novels

Spec often finds Alex sleeping in the strangest places. Sometimes on the table. Sometimes on the floor.

This is because their tails will force them to sleep, no matter what Alex does. This constantly annoys them

Speaking of which, Alex is a caffeine addict. They will chug four energy drinks at once

Mortimer ended up adopting Klaus due to not being able to find his mother.

I feel like they would be like Bandit when it comes to parenting. Especially when it comes to Klaus’s creativity

Winfrey is like a parent to everyone. Especially Clyde and Alex…

Clyde and Alex still fight on a regular basic. Clyde causes the vast majority of them.

One of Clyde’s favorite ways to torment Alex is to hold them up by one of their tail.

This was…until Alex swung themselves back at Clyde and fought them. I’ll let you guess who won.

Alex has some sensory issues. For example, they hate slimy textures. Especially, things like eggs, boiled noodles, and thawed meat.

Clyde uses this to torment Alex as well

It has gotten so bad that Jack and Simon have a “Days without Clyde and Alex brawling” board.

Jack knows every bit of drama and tea in the group. Don’t ask how he knows. He may be listening to you right now.

Simon takes care of The Flock. It reminds him of his old pet crows

Spec calls Alex “Little Critter”. Don’t ask why. They just think it’s cute.

Alex’s wings glow during the northern lights

The Hijacker spends most of their time in Spec’s computer. They get anxious around a large group of people.

That’s it so far! I hope you genuinely enjoy this strange little post!

You can't look at this bastard and tell me he wouldn't sound like The Evil Midnight Bomber from The Tick.