A/N: I HAVE BEEN A WRITING FREAK LATELY! so this was initially a roleplay, but I decided to take it upon myself to write the rest since it wasn't going anywhere. Bubz (Mr. Gar) and Emm (Kaio and Enid) and I (TKO) were stars in the beginning for the first few lines, but ya know, a solo story is a solo story. I was alone for the rest. I hope you enjoy, and please review! I love reviews!


Alternate "TKO"
Chapter One: The Beginning of the End

A scraggly-haired, edgy boy lay upon the Bodega's sign, his legs dangling, lazing about even after he'd just destroyed the marquee with a sword-like power beam. He grinned down at those who opposed him, those who wouldn't leave him alone and thusly made him mad, glowing a very dark, dangerous purple, and chuckled sinisterly. "You still think you can take me on?"

Someone deep in the corridors of a vile, alter ego's mind was pleading to stop whatever madness possibly went on in the outside world. Kaio cried out and screamed to be let out in a frantic mess inside quite a cramped up, dimly purple cage.

"Someone help!" he shrieked, with a noticeable crack in his voice. He had to do something. Somehow.

Enid had stared up towards the insane, temperamental, power hungry child who had taken Kaio's place, with a twinge of confusion and dread on her face. Never had she expected her closest friend to just suddenly get an attitude shift and lash out at her and those closest that way. There was no mistake that he wasn't quite himself. What's gotten into that kid? she thought to herself.

Mr. Gar soon came running in, noticing his workers were just lounging around. "ENID! RAD! KO!" he stomped his way to the three. "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE-" He stopped dead in his tracks once he saw his tiny employee on top of the ruined Bodega. "..doing?" His voice cracked.

TKO laughed, and leaned forward, tilting his head at the muscular man. "What's the matter? cat got your tongue? bet that was a 'good hustle', huh?" he sneered at his boss.

Mr. Gar gulped slightly, and took a step back. The sheer amount of power radiating off the boy was fierce. Was that even Kaio? so, nervously, he called out, eyes small behind his sunglasses, "K..Kaio?!"

"IT'S TKO TO YA!" the long-haired boy shouted, nearly rumbling the entire place and causing everyone present to stumble about. A skeleton and anthropomorphic bear were off to the side, recording the whole thing.

Enid took a deep breath, and turned to her still hurting coworker who had managed to stand up. "Are you able to get the kid's mom?"

He only gave a weak nod and limped to the Dojo. TKO noticed but didn't stop him, choosing to stare them all down with a sinister, angry grin. He scoffed, "Like mom will be able to handle me."

"K..TKO, can't we talk about this?" the winja began, staring up at her friend pleadingly. She didn't wanna fight him. That's why she'd been avoiding his attacks and running away. It was hard to fight someone she cared about.

"Huh, funny comin' from someone who wouldn't leave me alone an' called me cute," he narrowed his purple eyes, lounging on the sign like he owned the place. "I don't think so."

She noticed out of the corner of her eye the blue alien re-entering the scene with Carol in tow, and smirked sadly, "Well, your mom won't leave you much choice."

At this, the boy rolled his eyes, clicking his tongue irritably. Three, two.. one.

"Oh cob, my baby! what have you done?"

There we are… he sneered at her as she came to the front like the rest stood. "I ain't your baby. The name's TKO."

The blonde gasped and pursed her lips. Something had to make him angry - he was fine this morning. She then turned to Eugene, and set her hands on her hips. "Eugene, tell him how you feel."

"What?" he finally shook himself out of his stupor, and pinned a terrified stare on her. "B..but.."

"Gar, please, he needs to hear this! and what better for it to come from you!?" she insisted, her brown eyes shimmering.

"Okay.." the muscular man turned to TKO again, and took a deep breath. Everyone awaited what he'd say. Hopefully something that helped. Instead, this tore out of his throat, "I LOVE YOUR MOM!"

"WHA?!" this snapped TKO out of his funk, shocking him as he stared at the man with wide eyes. The entire plaza looked at the man too, especially Rad and Enid.

Carol shook her head simply and elbowed him, "Not that, you wet noodle!"

Nonetheless, TKO seemed willing to listen and not scoff everything off now, still pinning Mr. Gar with a deer-in-headlights expression. The nudge shook the man out of his thoughts, and he blushed hard, ashamed and embarrassed. He rubbed the back of his head, "Uhh.. what I meant to say, K..Kaio.. is.. you did a good job out there.. keep up the good work.. you.. you mean a lot to us.."

Unfortunately, TKO sensed it was just being pulled out of Mr. Gar's behind, and he snarled, "I don't believe you. You still think it was just a good hustle! well, I'll show you a good hustle!" He hopped up, levitating now, and delivered another cruel wave directly towards the muscular man.

Mr. Gar was slackjawed, and couldn't move. He had to be pushed out of the way. By Rad. He suffered the blow instead and was out, sprawled on the ground.

"Rad!" Enid yelped, rushing for him and kneeling down next to him, and TKO blinked, seeming to regret that for a moment, but a grin soon spread across his face.

Carol then stepped up, her foot sending rumbles through the plaza, and her hands were on her hips as she stared at her boy with disapproval and pain. "Okay, that's enough! you know I support you, but this phase has gone too far, Kaio!"

Something cracked within TKO then, and he started to shudder with more rage. "It's not a phase… and it's TKO!" he roared, sending out a purple shockwave that put everyone to their knees. He shot towards his mom first of all, fist powered up and ready to end it all.

Carol scooted away a step, eyes wide. That was a mistake, she realized. And now she was about to die by her own son. She braced herself, raising her arms to her face, but the hit never came. She opened one eye, and saw that his fist was frozen inches from her face.

"Wh.. what's going on?!" the scraggly-haired boy was shocked for the second time today, as he watched his fist shake and bend inward, slamming him right in the face and knocking him out.


TKO popped into the mindscape, and his eyes were wide with near fear as he beheld it again. No. He wouldn't be trapped again. He'd make sure of it.

On the other side was Kaio, standing directly outside of the cage. It would be so easy to push him back in…

The boy took some steps closer, frowning with an indescribable emotion. "You were about to hurt mommy… I couldn't let you do that."

TKO rubbed at his own face, growling, "You still think you're the one in control, huh?" and flew towards Kaio, readying a fist, "well, I have a few things to say about that!"

The brushheaded boy yelped as the punch socked him in the nose. And then a few more came, aimed at his sides. They all hurt like hell. He blocked the last one with his arms, and pushed TKO off.

"It was their fault, ya know," the villain began casually, glaring at his other half. "All I wanted was to be left alone."

"You could've handled that better and just said so!" Kaio rushed the edgy boy this time, and delivered a series of punches and kicks.

"Not my style!" TKO dodged quite a few of them, countering one with a toothy smile, and he tossed Kaio a few feet away, towards the cage. The pure boy landed closer, but not close enough.

Kaio huffed, rubbing at his head. He looked back for only a second and saw how close that dreaded prison was. If he entered that again like this, he could tell it would be all over. But what could he do?

"Let's face it, Kaio," TKO stomped over to him, cracking his knuckles. "I'm stronger, faster, and definitely cooler than you." He picked him up, and started dragging him towards that prison, intent on tossing him in.

The hero in training had to think fast, taking deep breaths, until he fell upon one word. Focus. Both his mommy and Shadowy taught him how… and maybe he could.

He started glowing a golden color, and TKO let go out of shock, gazing at this new development. The pure boy shook his head, "No. Cool people don't attack and hurt their friends and family!"

Kaio grabbed the kid, and twirled around, tossing him eventually. The cage was only a moment's distance away. TKO noticed, and started to shake and tremble with a different emotion. "NO! I WON'T LET YOU TRAP ME AGAIN!" and he flew towards Kaio again, both fists at the ready.

This went slightly ignored, as the glowing pure boy dodged every single attack and caught the last by the arm. He seemed unsure now though if this was the right choice.

"I won't let you.. it's hell in that place," it was a power struggle now, with Kaio and TKO locked and fighting to push each other back. And the former was winning. TKO grew more desperate, his power fist glowing even stronger, slight tears welling up too, "I don't want to go back!"

Kaio started shaking, his look of determination faltering. They were only an inch away from the open cage now, its maw demanding a sacrifice. Is this the right thing to do..? TKO hadn't even done anything bad these last two days…

Are you kidding? he nearly killed your mommy! he hurt your friends and nearly destroyed the plaza! he deserves this!

TKO watched as his other half's expression kept switching between sympathy and indignation. He could totally take advantage of this, he realized, but he didn't, choosing to just stand there arms locked. His anger seemed to have been lost to the wind in favor of sorrow and confusion.

Eventually, he heard a sigh, and Kaio shook his head. "Okay.."

And before he knew it, their roles were reversed and the pure half was stuck inside the cage again. TKO stared, shocked. The brushheaded boy simply smiled, "Have a nice life. Don't do anything I wouldn't do..."

This.. this kid.. it was stupid what he'd just done. But he found himself appreciating it. TKO reached an arm out to the boy, mouth slightly open. He finally spoke, furrowing his brow, "You realize you won't be able to get out ever, right, chump?"

Kaio stared, and simply nodded, tears in his eyes. "Tell them I love them."

The gruff kid gagged, and scoffed, pulling back his hand, "Don't count on it."

And then the cage slammed shut.


A/N: Well, that's the end of this chapter, huh? as you can see, this is an alternate plotline for the episode TKO, focused on what would happen if TKO won. And usually since it's an adaptation of an episode some people would leave it like that, but worry not! that's not all! :3 I'll update this weekly, or if I'm able. Ta ta, guys, I hope to see you in my emails!