(My group reaches Candy Cane Forest and spots General Grievous battling Vanellope and her friends)
Grievous: You may be trained under Skywalker and Kenobi, but you're still children.
Kenny: Says the walking trash heap of a general!
Grievous: (Growls in anger) How dare you insult me!
(Grievous prepared to strike Kenny with his lightsabers until Wasabi blocked the attack with his plasma blades)
Ralph: Nowhere to run, Grievous! Call off your droids and leave!
Grievous: Not without the Element of Magic!
Rancis: Why do you want the Elements of Harmony?
Grievous: That's for me to know and for you to find out, not that it matters since you'll never be around to know!
Me: Don't be so sure about that, Grievous!
(We engage the Separatist general)
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Dastardly Squad
Prologue
Belle Reve Prison, a penitentiary located deep in Louisiana where the most ruthless and deranged criminals are locked up. The security and various guards are keeping watch over the many criminals of Belle Reve; one among them is the leader of BPS Strike One, Nikolai Dmitri Bulygin, who's working the sandbag. Some of the guards approach the door to Nikolai's cell.
"Hey, Nikolai, step up to the door! Dinner time!" One guard told the BPS leader. Hearing him, Nikolai steps up to the door.
"Only my soldiers call me Nikolai." He glared at the guard in a thick Russian accent.
"Well, they're not here, Nikolai." The guard countered as he gave the cybernetic leader of the BPS a small piece of loaf on a plate. Nikolai groaned and looked at the guard.
"What is this?" Nikolai questioned.
"That is called loaf." The guard said in reply.
"A loaf…" Nikolai muttered.
"It's got a bit of pasghetti in there. Toenails… rodent poop." The guard said. "Everything a growing fella needs, like you."
"Come here. I've got something to tell you." Nikolai instructed him. "Can I tell you a secret?"
"Yeah." The guard replied, wanting to hear what he has to say.
"One day… somehow, some way, I will get out of here." Nikolai said. "And when I do, I will rain down on you faster than a snowstorm in Mother Russia."
"Dude, you just threatened a staff member."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah, you did."
"And what will you do about it?"
"I've got an idea." He smirked as the other staff members grabbed Nikolai and pin him to a chair. Other inmates hear what is going on from their cells and cheer on the guards as they beat him in the torso with a baton. The noise echoed across the prison.
In another part of the prison, a certain sheep by the name of Dawn Bellwether is doing her usual routine before several guards approach her isolated cell with caution.
"Open the damn gate!" The lead guard shouted, urging the ones standing guard to the prisoner to open the gate.
"Come on, guys. Don't waste my time." Another guard said.
"Sector C! Pull your heads out of your ass!" The lead guard shouts again. "The boss is on deck!" Some of the guards spread out to surround her cell as the lead guard approaches her.
"Open it!" The lead guard commanded.
"Bravo 14, open perimeter fence." Another guard commanded the operator to open the surrounding fence.
"Stay back. If she moves, fire her up, all right?" The lead guard instructed as the cell door opened. They see the prisoner doing hanging sit-ups from the top of the cell.
"Are you going to come down from there or what?" The guard asked her. She notices the guards surrounding her cell and comes down like a gymnast.
"Having fun?" Bellwether asked the guard with a snide grin.
"Depends on your definition of fun." He countered.
"You know, I was having a lot of fun being the assistant mayor back home in Zootopia." Bellwether paced around in front of the guard. "Sure Lionheart treated me like I was unimportant compared to him, but at least I was making progress."
"If you consider darting 14 predators and turning them savage with the intent of turning the prey against them progress." The guard grinned. "Face it, little lamb. You're just jealous."
Hearing his remark made Bellwether stop pacing around and she places her hoof-like hands on the bars. "Say. That. Again." She dared him with a chilling glare.
"Don't have to. The tone in your voice says it all." The guard replied. "Your plan never worked before and it never will again."
She growls in anger and hatred. The guard simply smirked as he spoke into his communicator. "Alright, Alpha One. Hit her." The security guard presses a button on a terminal, sending a small but strong electrical shock to the bars of Bellwether's cell, sending the former assistant mayor back and forcing her to land hard.
"The perfect combination of pretty and crazy." One of the other guards commented on Bellwether's mental status.
Somewhere in New Orleans, a jeep stops in front of a restaurant. Its two passengers exit the jeep.
The driver was a Hispanic muscular man with black hair on his head and chin with a red bandana wrapped around his head. He wore a red shirt with tears on the shoulders, black leather pants, black boots and white tape wrapped around his wrists and knuckles. A thick chain is wrapped across his chest and back.
His companion is a young woman around the same race as the muscular man with black hair tied in a puffy ponytail by a two-tailed band. Her attire is comprised of an orange shirt over a white undershirt, beige pants and dark tan shoes.
People can tell from the attire that they are known as Shank and Corina. "As worlds change, so do its inhabitants." Shank narrated in his mind. "When one hero falls, another rises to finish what they started. And that is where I came in." He walks in alongside Corina to meet with an anonymous source so that they can discuss what he has planned.
(We're badly wounded from the battle, but we managed to drive away Grievous and his army)
Gogo: Well that was unexpected.
Vanellope: I'll say. Why would Grievous want the Element of Magic in the first place?
Me: We can worry about Grievous' intents later. Right now we need to find the Element of Magic.
Hiro: Baymax, can you scan this forest for any anomalies?
Baymax: Scanning now… Anomaly located.
(The red armored robot looks toward a candy cane tree surrounded by taffy. We see a crown with a lavender pink six-pointed star on it dangling at the top)
Vanellope: Hey, that's the tree Ralph climbed when we first met.
Hiro: Good job, Baymax. Now fly me up there so that I can grab it.
(Hiro climbs onto the robot's back and he flies up to the top. He grabs the crown and they fly back down to us)
Hiro: Got it!
Me: Great work, Hiro. Now let's get it back to base. I've got something that needs uploading.
Swizzle: New story?
Me: You know it, Swizz. I've been waiting to put this thing together, but I never got the chance. But after seeing this movie called Suicide Squad, the idea just came to me right away.
Rancis: Cool!
Me: You better believe it is. Now let's get going. You readers may leave a review if you enjoyed it. Archer out!