The aftermath of the Lorwardian invasion had created the busiest days ever for Global Justice's extraterrestrial research division: Area 51. They had managed get a hold a plethora of the debris from the alien Walkers that had rampaged all across earth. Recently however, the real prize had presented itself. The mostly intact control center and engine room of Warhok's spaceship, roughly 24 miles off the initial site of craft's explosion. Four massive research domes had surrounded the ships crash site for use as laboratories and temporary homes for the world's greatest scientists, which had been brought in for the mission. Between of them were dozens of green army tents holding the many soldiers that were brought in for the security. Grime green and brown choppers landed and took off at chalk-marked landing sites and black stealth jets circles the skies.
"Incredible." Doctor Miles Bortal whispered to himself while studying one piece of the alien technology.
"Indeed! It makes that fancy pants battle suit of Kim Possible's look like a children's toy!" barked a thick German accent from behind him.
Bortal turned around, startled and gazed upon the sight of Professor Dementor.
"Come now, I'm not tying to kidnap you like usual, doctor." Dementor said casually. "No need to appear so frightened."
Bortal calmed down a little at that, remembering that until civilization had been completely rebuilt, most villains would be working with the U.N. (after all, what's the point in ruling the world if there's nothing to rule but rubble?). Still he wasn't very happy that assigned to the same mission as the man often considered as the world's most dangerous supervillian.
"Y-y-yes. It is a marvelous piece of technology, isn't it?" Bortal stammered.
"Yes, it's very good that the United Nation's finally came to their senses and agreed to let me in on this project." Dementor commented, remembering how reluctant the U.N. was on bringing him in. In the end though, the idea of Dementor's genius on their side overruled the threat of what the mad scientist could do with the alien technology.
"Why didn't that Drakken fellow come along as well?" Bortal asked, despite his fear. He had wanted to meet the genius that invented the one thing capable of defeating the Larwardian death machines.
"He said he had had things to think about." Dementor responded with a shrug.
The rushing of military soldiers to the ship's center interrupted the two's conversation.
"What is going on here?" Bortel asked Professor Chen as he ran by.
"They found something. Something big."
Sharing confused looks, the two rushed to see the commotion. Pushing their way passed a plethora of military personnel the two reached the center where two nine foot tall figures lay unconscious aside the wreckage.
Warhok and Warmonga.
The impact and resulting explosion had clearly affected the aliens. Clothes torn, bloodied (curiously Larwardians have blue colored blood), and their bodies were contorted in positions that anyone with a high-school knowledge of biology could tell were caused by several dislocations and broken bones. Globs of dirt and mud stuck to their bodies, making their skin look almost brown. It was almost impossible to recognize them as the powerful intergalactic despots who briefly conquered the world.
The many scientists and military personnel stood frozen for a few minutes, unable to think.
A large explosion from behind brought everyone back to reality. Soldiers scattered, getting into tanks and grabbing any weapon they could find. The jets took aim from above at the cloud of dust at the heart of the explosion.
Appearing from the dust cloud was a Warlordian Walker. The death weapon fired an electrical blast from its hull at the gathering of people around Warhok and Warmonga, most of which scattered in panic (aside from a few who did mot make the blast sadly).
The stealth jets and helicopters locked on the alien machine and fired. Soldiers shot guns, lazers, to even throwing knives at it.
The aftermath of all the weapons firing left the Walker…completely undamaged.
"AHHH!" screamed (in a very accurate impression a little girl) a rather muscular soldier before running away.
Similar shouts of terror and panic arose.
"Did no one bring Drakken's plant formula?! AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO NOTICES THESE THINGS?!!! You fools are as bad as my Idiot henchmen!" Dementor yelled angrily.
The scientist and mad scientist ran as the one of the machines giant legs crashed down near them on top of a now destroyed army jeep in the process.
The monstrosity followed after them firing a few blasts at the two, all of which they narrowly dodged.
'Wait, are those electrical? If so then maybe I can...' Dementor pondered running further until he and Bortel ran inside a small opening in the ship's hull. The larger machine crashed into the outside of it.
Dementor looked around at the array of advanced technology in what appeared to be the main control center.
'Yes, this will do. Yet I cannot do such a thing myself in such a short timeframe.'
A loud BOOM came forth from directly to the side of him and he saw a large inward indent of the wall.
'Or distract that thing long enough to build it.'
"Dementor, listen." Bortal called out to him, snapping the mad genius out of his thoughts.
"What are you-" Dementor asked annoyed.
"Just listen."
The Professor (or so he liked to call himself) heard some mutterings off down the hallway to their right. The two looked at each other in confusion for a moment then ran down the corridor to the voices.
At the end of the corridor was a large room holding quite a few of the scientists and soldiers talking in hushed and panicked voices.
"How are we gonna get outta here?" One yelled.
"We're all gonna die!" screamed the same muscular soldier that had been the first to panic earlier.
"That thing's got to have some weakness." A skinny-looking private said.
"We're all gonna die!" the same person screamed again.
"We just need to-"
"We're all gonna-" SLAP!
"Shut up man!"
"Excuse me gentleman, but I think I might know of such a weakness." Professor Dementor stepped in with Bortel a little behind him.
CRASH! Debris broke down from the ceiling and the people ran out of the way.
"We will need some way to distract that machine long enough though." Dementor pondered.
"We did find some weapons here." Various people held up alien looking laser weapons, "though nothing that could really stand up to that thing."
"Defeating it is not necessary, I have a plan. All scientists come into the control room and follow my directions, the rest grab those weapons and distract those things!" Dementor commanded.
"And why should we follow some criminal terrorist?" resonated a military private.
"Do you have a better plan for defeating that machine?!"
The group exchanged uncertain looks at each other.
"No? Then follow me!" Dementor said angrily, his face blue with anger (he could almost pass for a shorter Doctor Drakken).
Bortal then decided to make his presence known and defended the mad-genius. "Look, look, I know that the Professor does not have the, um, most spotless reputation but I think we can trust him, he needs to escape as much as us after all."
The support of a publicly renowned scientist seemed to at least reduce their fears somewhat as they complied with the mad-professor's wishes.
"Looks like a 408-Grd scenario. Rescue from alien attack by criminal genius." General Simms said to the private at his right.
The Walker prepared another laser strike at the hull when a small blast pierced its right. The alien machine turned to its right assessing the situation.
Target(s): Standard Humans.
Weapon(s): Lorwardian-nano-annihilatron, Disintegration Cannon, Standard Munitions Energy Pistol.
Action(s): Immediate Termination.
It shot a blast at the General Simms who dodged barely and fired his weapon at the Walker, which caused a small-sized hole in one of the machine's leg but otherwise caused no real damage.
A private shot his Disintegration Cannon at the Walker hitting the same leg, the combined damage of the two weapons managed to cause the Walker to wobble, barely able to catch itself before it fell. It started to process this new anomaly.
Adaption Sequence: Initiated.
Magnetic Frequency: Installed.
A shrill whining emanated from the Walker, and all of the group's weapons instantly flew from their hands and stuck on the death weapon's exterior.
All the people stopped dead in their tracks. The machine fired another shock at them narrowly missing again and shooting the ships exterior blasting it away. In surprise the fighters watched as the now exposed ship's side showed what Professor Dementor and the other scientists had been working on. It was somewhat shoddy looking, but undeniably the same as the weapon Dementor used to almost hold the world's entire electricity hostage a while back.
"Now alien machine, tremble before the might of Professor Dementor! Hit it!" the vertically challenged villain yelled.
Dr. Vivian Porter initiated the start up sequence. Suddenly a huge bolt of electricity flowed from the Walker and into the former-doomsday device. The Walker swayed trying to focus on its task, but found it increasingly difficult.
Power: 30
Drain: 70
Power: 15
System Termination: Imminent.
"The device cannot hold so much power!" Professor Ramesh called in panic.
Simultaneously the machine exploded and the Walker crashed, now completely offline.
"Take that Drakken! I can defeat the extraterrestrial war machines too! AND I DID EVIL PLANTS FIRST!!!"
Before Professor Dementor could continue his rant, an electrical surge appeared from his back and the mad scientist fell to the floor unconscious.