006, the Flying Machine, removed it's loinshredder from the decrepit carcass of the goddess bear. He was just following orders.
From the body of the bear poofed a fiery plume of dissolved presidents' bones, and when it settled, sticking sexily to the shimmering gasoline-blood of the goddess bear, it revealed a large boy. A boy born literally of the stars. His muscles oozed through his multifaceted dik-dik skin spandex, veins tearing at the cage of dwarven cloth. The boy's eyes were thousands of cubic miles of compressed nebulae, his mouth a steely maw of trains and human ribcages. The boy was Kid Dynobite.
"My Leige." 006 said in it's robotic voice. It was sounding rusty because it hadn't been lubed with centipedes yet today. "What would you have me do next?"
Kid turned his neck, making a popping sound like a trillion and eight balloons, and said in a voice not unlike the history teacher from Ferris Bueler's Day Off, "The planet. You know the one. Take me there."
006 dipped it's metallic head forward in submission. Kid Dynobite clambered his way into the cock pit, his boots made out of entire wolverines (6 each) tearing at the antimatter-enforced titanium plating of 006's hull. 006 was in immense pain from this tearing, but his worship and love for the Satanic prince distracted him from it.
Kid tossed a couple children into the engine to give 006 enough juice to activate warp-ultra speed, and then the machine erupted vapors and fire from its anus, projectile-vomitting it and Kid Dynobite into space, blowing a crater the size of Eurasia into the planet, and obliterating every reproductive system in the galaxy, thus committing slow genocide thirty-six-billionfold.
They shot through the dimensional plane, penetrating through time's very intestines, giving birth to new timelines and black holes along the way. After only twelve seconds of flying, the machine landed on the surface of Earth. A small bird, a raven, was eating corn where the machine was landing, and was crushed by one of the ten thousand legs protruding from 006's underbelly. The leg obliterated the raven so accurately and forcefully that it was shoved into history, changing from it's bird form into the shape of a tall bearded man who wore a top-hat and emancipated slaves.