Takes place after chapter 5 of Theta the pigman
Every story has a beginning, no story truly ends.
But this story, never happened.
This. Is. A. tangent.
Something that could happen, but never will.
Theta gave up searching, sat, and brought out the teleportation orb from his pack, grasped it between his palms. He focused on a place, and vanished, leaving nothing behind except a faint smell of bacon.
But this time, it goes wrong.
A blur of images passes through theta's mind.
A human, sitting on a blow up giant banana playing the ukulele.
A strange black creature in a flask.
A different black creature that stared at theta for a few seconds and then was right in front of him.
A group of friends choosing characters for a table top rpg.
Teens exploring a factory.
Children stealing red clothes in a rocky backyard.
A monster with a white mask was fighting a black robed person.
A tall tower being struck by a flying machine.
A black haired man climbing a sheer cliff in a snowstorm carrying an orange haired woman.
The visions stopped and theta sat up. There were pigmen around him, but not proper pigmen. Theta didn't know how or why, but he realised that he had been transported to another dimension.
Theta immediately stood up, and ran.
The pigmen gave chase. Theta ran past a corner and waited till the last pigman pasted him. Grabbing the last pigman, theta knocked him out, and took the orange jumpsuit. Susintero had once again transformed, but it wasn't a weapon, it was a golden bracer. Theta slid the bracer onto his arm and realised that the pigmen had found him. But weren't being aggressive, they obviously weren't very bright.
"What is the Problem?" a buzzing and robotic voice said as what looked like a copper bin with bobbles rounded the corner. The pigmen stood to attention, and theta did the same. It was obvious that the can was extremely dangerous if these de-evolved pigmen feared it.
Theta had played along with the group of pigmen; it was obvious that the copper robots, or Daleks, as they were called, were very technologically advanced, and just as hostile. One day however, something changed.
A small group of humans came down into the sewer tunnels... one was a man with a peculiar accent; another was a black human woman and 2 park-dwellers of the type that the pigmen often snatched when they explore the tunnels.