After that Moto got tired and headed back and put on a green and black train outfit. It was green and using science to make the green fade to black in the shade is kind of complicated but that's what a big underground laboratory gives you. Then Nate walked to him. "Hey, I know I put a crystal ball that had something in it; it's in the basement. Could you get it for me?" Nate asked, smiling. "Why don't you get your staff to get it?" "Because the ball will attach and whoever touches it first will be the host and I can't take any risks; I want it to be yours."
Moto thought about it, then nodded. "Yeah, sure." Moto turned around but then got jumpscared again by Marco in fox form, which annoyed him more than anything. He ignored him and continued to walk to the basement. "Come on, I was just joking!" Moto ignored him and Marco eventually gave up sour.
He saw marvelously white steps in a dark hallway and went down. When he reached the bottom, he saw the glowing blue sphere. He walked one step onto the ground from the stairs "You Moto?" the voice was right by him Moto jumped back scared. The man had green hair sticking out of a white ripped robe with a brown belt to carry actual human skulls and, of course, some black hiking boots.
"Chill, it's me, Everen." Moto looked at him surprised. "I thought you were a priest?" "That was a cover-up because I'm running a cult and I don't want it risking not being able to get stuff. Also, I'll kill you if you tell anyone." Moto's heart jumped to his throat. "Don't worry, I won't." Moto held his hands up. "Also I was just looking at that. Go on, take it," Everen said calmly, a bit too calmly.
Moto looked at him, a bit nervous but slowly walked to the sphere and held his hand on it. Then a fishhook impaled his hands and he got dragged and slammed into a wall. Dropping down. Everen was looking at him smirking. "You really are a dumbass; some guy sent me to assasinate you so I'll just kill you now." He showed a cruel smile. Moto tried to get up but then a fishhook came out of Everen's mouth and hands.
You're trying to use force power on me right now. You put a small bit of your spit on me to speed up my flesh off. Then the hooks went up the ceiling Moto heard a scream and dropped down; it was his friend Marco. "I think I should show you a ritual we practice." Then the hooks stretched Marco and he screamed until he was some type of molten green flesh. It shaped into arms and body parts and talked like it was a part of Everen.
"I can use your friend as a part of me for my fishhooks because of your little argument that made him a pinch mad and unbearable." He said, licking his fishhooks, his eyes turned green from pleasure. Moto wondered how he would get out of this, considering this was his fault after all.