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Sectarium Palace

Land of Hildroy

He stood up from his seated position to look upon the newest arrival to his cause. He was called Lord Froik, and he wished to destroy mankind. He knew, however, that he could not do it alone, so he decided to gather help. His first test proved successful as he looked down upon it. The creature he had called here was a pathetic excuse for a human being. The skin of his face was a red-black pattern and horns came out of his head in different places. He had once been called Darth Maul, and his name would remain that way.

Maul looked up at Lord Froik with a feeling of hate.

"Why have you brought me here," he asked with anger. He jumped to his feet and lit his light saber.

"There is no need for that, my friend. You were dead, so I brought you back to life. Now, you must help me with a task that must be done."

"I will not help you. I have my own business to attend to. Send me back to kill the pathetic Jedi."

"You will get your chance with the Jedi if you help me with what must be done first. I have a very important job for you when the rest of our new friends get here."

The home of Ronald and Hermione Weasly was normally a quiet one at 2 AM, but on this particular morning, Ron was awake and in his home office. He had just received an urgent letter from someone who worked with him in XZL. XZL was a private agent network that had the task of securing Voldemort and his death eaters. This current letter was from an employee known as Loriam. The letter read:

Sorry to have to write at this time of night, but an emergency has just presented itself. An invading force has just entered our world. There are four of them, all with huge electronic packs on there back. They are headed to your home. Maybe you can set their heads straight.

Loriam

"Send them here," Ron thought. "What is he thinking?"

There was a loud knock on the door at this time, and Ron threw the letter upon his desk. He left his study and started down the hall to the front door. Hermione was coming down the stairs in her night robe.

"Who is it at this time of night, Ron," she asked curiously.

"I don't know, but I'll soon find out."

Before he could open the door, however, it was blown inward by an incredible beam of electric energy. Ron and Hermione were thrown backwards by it. As they lay on the ground, four men entered the house.

"Sorry about the door," said one of them as he helped Ron and Hermione to their feet. Ron looked at him. He was tall and had dark skin and black hair. A small patch on his suit referred to him as Zeddemore.

"My name is Winston," he said. "Don't even bother trying to say my last name. These others are Egon, Ray, and Venkman."

"Where do you strange people come from," Ron asked.

"Hey buddy," said Venkman, "Watch who you're calling strange. We are perfectly normal unlike you."

"Anyway," said Ray interrupting Venkman, "We were on top of this apartment building facing a creature known as Gozer. The next thing we know, we are here. I have no idea how."

An owl soon flew through the door and dropped a small note in Ron's hand. He unfolded it quickly and read aloud:

Trouble here. Those four aren't the only strangers to our world. I got some little guy here who claims to have been a great warrior. He also has this incredible wand that lights up and can cut through anything. I sent him to you.

Loriam

"Not another one," Ron said as a small green creature walked through the door.

Who are you, little one," Ray asked.

"Size matters not," he said. Yoda I am. Master Jedi and lost for now."

"All right," said Ron, "What's going on here?" A baby cry followed this announcement.

"I'll go check on the baby, Ron," said Hermione. "See if you can find out what all of this is about." She left the room and headed up the stairs. Ron repeated his question.

"A great gathering, I see, of enemies in a place far, far from here," Yoda said. "Destroy the places we know, they wish to."

"Meaning," asked Egon.

"Yoda looked at him with sad eyes. "Destroy us, they will."

Lord Froik looked at his now gathered forces. Before him stood Maul, Gozer, and numerous other villains from numerous dimensions, all ready to do as he bid. He looked at the one known as Voldemort and laughed hideously. Soon, they'd be ready.