A/N: Hey everyone! This is my first fanfic! I'm open to all reviews and as usual, I don't own Battle Force 5. Hope you enjoy it!
Zemerik warily noted the slight spike in the electronics system of his Sark army network. Zug stood nearby, busying himself with polishing the metal on his vehicle. The Sark leader tapped a few buttons in his Zentner and watched the replay of the rather casual surge of energy.
Someone was perusing through the system, not even concerned about detection. Zemerik leaned back in his seat. No damage done. It was simply snooping around. Obviously It was back and now sizing everyone up. Things were going to get much more complicated. Even the Battle Force 5 wasn't safe from this menace.
Kalus roared, swinging a spear above his head. His loyal hordes cheered as he held the rough blade of the weapon at Krokomodo's scaly neck. The alien crocodile hung his head, grudgingly declaring his leader the winner… again. The crowd chanted Kalus's name as the lion kicked the loser aside, red dust spewing into the heavy air.
The fur on the back of his neck rose. Kalus whirled around, frightening several of the Vandals that were within his intense gaze.
"Is something wrong, Captain Kalus?" Sever asked somewhere beside him.
Kalus blinked. "Something has changed."
Krytus glared angrily at the red screen in front of him, not even remotely concentrating on the maps on the display. There was not a doubt in his mind; it had returned. It was there in the Shadow Zone, just out of his eyesight. He knew that It understood what could have possibly happened. Krytus could have destroyed the entire Multiverse, but reason was none of Its concern. Nor was the Multiverse it seemed. He hated that thing. Hated more than the Battle Force 5, more than Sage even. Krytus had no idea why it was created or what exactly its abilities were, but he knew one thing…
No one was safe from it.
