GATHERING OF NERDS I MEAN HEROES

It was a quiet normal average day around the world, when it happened! A mysterious object originating from a spicy cesspool at the foot of a volcano came blazing across the sky. Who created this device, what is it's purpose, and how will it affect this story?


Megadale the Hamdon Residence

Guy Hamdon (a.k.a. Shezow) along with his best friend and part time sidekick Maz, sat in the livingroom carefully going the large catalog on the table. Carefully looking though each and every page. "This is it Maz," Guy gulped as he held the valuable book in his hand. "After everything we've she-ndured. All of our effort and hard work is finally going to pay off! Shezow is finally going to become a GRAPHIC NOVEL!" *Cue Angel Choir* Guy raising the comic catalog above his head showing off the article of the new graphic novel.

"Dude, we've finally hit the big time!" Maz congratulated. "Too bad it won't be on sale for another three months."

"What! Oh shut the front door!" Guy cursed looking at the sales date. "Hey, they selling advance copies during the Mega Ultra Super Hero Comic Con."

"That's she-riffic! Oh but wait that's all the way in Norrisville." Maz pointed out. "There's no way we can go all the way over there unless..."

"Unless..." Guy seeing what Maz was getting at.

"ROAD TRIP!" the boys cheered as they got up ready to leave.

"Ahem," Guy's sister Kelly coughed suddenly appearing right in front of them.

"Hey Kelly," Guy gulped "Uh, we're just going to you know, right Maz?" Maz shrugged and shook his head unable to come up with a good excuse.

"Let me guess. You guys are planning to use the shehicle to go to Norrisville in order to attend that comic convention." Kelly figured.

"No," Guy cowered nervously. "Yes," he soon admitted. Knowing that it is pointless to hide stuff from his sister.

"Yeah well I just have one thing to say to you," Kelly glared at her brother. "Shotgun!" she yelled excitedly.

"Huh?" the boys said in confusion.

"I managed to book a special appearance for Shezow at the convention," Kelly explained showing the boys the request form.

"Special appearance huh," Guy eyed her suspiciously. "So what do I have to do and will I have time to enjoy the convention?"

"Oh nothing you are not used to. Q/A panel, an autograph session, a demo of your abilities..." Kelly went off on her list causing Guy to worry. "So no you won't have that much time I'm afraid." Guy and Maz enthusiasm began to sag. "Not without these Premium Gold Plated VIP/Staff passes anyways!" Kelly waving the tickets in front of their faces.

"They're so beautiful," the boys drooled. As they reached for their passes, a loud rocket noise roared overhead shaking the house. "What was that?" Guy said as they rushed out of the house. Looking up they saw a long smoke trail across the sky.

"What ever it was it's long gone now," Kelly noted. "Let's ask Sheila to track it."

Inside the She-lair, Sheila their super-computer, confirmed that some kind of high speed rocket flew above the city but left almost as quickly as it came. Since it is out of their jurisdiction they couldn't do anything about it other than inform the local authorities of wherever the it lands in.


High in the sky the Fenton Specter Speeder hurried along to it's destination. "This will be the best weekend ever!" Danny Fenton (a.k.a. Danny Phantom) declared to his friends.

"You said," Tucker agreed reading the pamphlet for the Mega Ultra Super Hero Comic Con. "They're going to be showcasing the new X-station 720! What a beaut." Tucker swooned reading off the features of the game console and the game that are expecting to be released for it.

"I just want to see the sneak peek for the new movie Trinity of Doom II," Sam said.

"What they're making another one!" Tucker gagged. He didn't care for the first movie that much. "How? They were all killed in the end!"

"Actually after the credits they had a scene where Terminatra, Nightmerica, and Femalien merged into one huge monster," Sam explained.

"That's a terrible plot for a sequel," Tucker criticized. "So please don't invite me to see that one."

"Fine more popcorn for me and Danny," Sam sticking her tongue out at Tucker.

Danny gulped nervously. He really hates being the middleman of his friends arguments, especially since he also didn't want to go to that movie either. Before he could say anything a rocket came zooming pass them causing their Speeder to swirl out of control. "What was that?" Danny asked after stabilizing the Speeder.

"You think someone was trying to shoot us?" Tucker suggested.

"I don't know but it looks like it flew off in that direction," Sam pointing at the trail of smoke. "Maybe we should investigate," she suggested.

"But the convention, the line must be a mile long now!" Tucker whined. "Maybe even two!"

"Good point we buy our tickets first then we investigate," Danny decided. Sam rolled her eyes wishing that Danny would take his super heroing a little more seriously.


An unsuspecting bus pulls into the Norrisville Bus Station and a boy of Chinese/American decent with spiky hair jumped off.

"This is going to be the HIZZLE!" Jake Long (a.k.a. the American Dragon) cheered as he exited the bus.

"You said it, it's going to be off the chain!" his good friend Trixie agreed.

"I can't believe that gramps hooked us up with VIP passes," Spud added kissing at the prepaid receipts.

"Yeah thanks Gramps," Jake thanking his grandfather who paid for this trip.

"Anything for my grandson and his friends," Lao Shi said happily.

"Okay so now that the formalities are done, why are we really here?" Jake asked suspiciously.

"What, can't an old man do something nice for his grandson to celebrate his second birthday?" Lao Shi gasped. Second birthday is what they call it when Jake first became a dragon.

"Yo gramps, no offense or anything but your idea of celebrating my second birthday is to take me and Fu Dog to an all you can eat noodle restaurant and eat until we get sick," Jake pointed out.

"Best day of the year," Fu Dog commented wiping a tear from his eye.

"Besides, I've been the American Dragon long enough to know when you're up to something," Jake accused.

"Hum, you've grown well my young dragon," Lao Shi complimented. "Very well, you are right. We are here on a mission."

"My sources tells me that several possible mystical items may show up here at the convention," Fu Dog reported.

"Whoa, that is whack man," Jake interrupted. "Why would magical items be at a comic con?"

"Several such items sometimes fall into the hands of artist and what not and they use them for inspiration in their work," Fu Dog explained. "In fact a lot of these super hero and villains in these comics actually are seen with such items, albeit being used incorrectly. I mean look at this! That lightning shaped stick is a mountain trolls' backscratcher not Zeus's sword!" Fu Dog showing them a comic where Zeus is giving the hero his lighting bolt shaped sword.

"So you're saying that some of the props here just might be real deal and you want the AmDrag to go and fetch them," Jake figured.

"Precisely," Lao Shi confirmed handing Jake a small scroll. "This is a list of possible magical items and the instructions on how to test them to see if the displays are in fact authentic or just cheap plastic knock offs. Now don't dilly dally! The convention only lasts the weekend." Lao Shi warned.

"No prob, I should have this done before the day is..." the scroll unrolled revealing a list ten feet long. "Aww man." Jake was so depressed that his weekend was ruined that he failed to noticed the rocket flying in rather low.


At the Norrisville at the convention ticket counter two friends eager waited in line to finally purchase their tickets. "This is so Bruce! Howard my friend after weeks of saving our allowance, washing windows, and mowing lawns. We've finally have enough money to attend the event of the century!" Randy Cunningham (a.k.a. the Ninja) declared as he and his best friend waited in line for tickets.

"You said it Cunningham, I even had to give up on eating McSquidles for a week." Howard cried. "It was the worst week of my life, but it will be soooo worth it once we get into the first Mega Ultra Super Hero Comic Con. Held here at the brand new state of the art McFist Convention Center. An event so big that it makes the San Diego Comic Con look like a yard sale!"

"And the best thing is that Shezow is going to be here!" Randy directing Howard's attention to the giant Shezow display at the entrance to the convention hall. "Look at her Howard, one day the Ninja will be as big as she is."

"Whoa, what? Don't tell me you have a crush on that overly pink girly super hero! Besides isn't she a little too old for you?" Howard confronted his friend.

"What noooo, that's not it!" Randy denied. "Look Howard, Shezow is a world famous hero with her own comic. If we can get her to agree to let the Ninja make an appearance in her comic then maybe just maybe we might become popular enough to have our very own comic series. Who knows we might even get our own Saturday morning cartoon show!" he said excitedly.

"Yeah Saturday morning doesn't work for me," Howard said as he likes to sleep in on weekends. "I prefer Friday night prime time."

"Dare to dream good buddy. Dare to dream." Randy preached.

"You guys are idiots," Flute girl who was standing right behind them said. "Do you really think that the real Shezow is going come here. Trust me she's just going to be some two bit actress look alike they use for general appearances."

"Oh yeah, just check that out," Randy countered directing their attention to the poster where is says that 'see the REAL Shezow in person making special a guest appearance'. "See it says right there in black and white, the real Shezow is coming! Boo Ya!" Randy and Howard high five each other in celebration of their victory.

"Whatever," Flute girl scoffed refusing to get into an argument war with them. At that moment a strange object flew across the sky crashing a few miles away from them.

"What the juice?" Randy asked to no one in particular. "Howard..."

"No way Cunningham," Howard objected. "We've waited in line too long for you to screw it up!"

"Oh come on Howard, hey?" Randy noticed that his Ninja-Nomicon was glowing. "Can you at least hold my place in line while I use the bathroom?"

"Fine but only for five maybe ten minutes tops," Howard warned.

Randy quickly ran into the bathroom and opened his sacred tome. As always his body went limp as his mind got sucked into the book. Inside he saw the images of ninjas partying with a monster in the background:

"A ninja must not get distracted from the task at hand"

"Okay so I get it should investigate whatever that thing was that crashed instead of trying to go to the Con right, that's what you're telling me?" Randy asked the book. "I was going to do that anyways so you really didn't need to bring me in here." The book then showed him the ninjas attacking the monster only to discover it to be fake; and the place they were partying at was attacked while they were gone:

"Sometimes the threat you see is not the threat you should fear"

"Okay so now you're telling me not to go after that thing," Randy asked feeling very confused and conflicted. "Can't you give me a straight answer for once!" The Ninja-Nomicon just ousted him from it's pages, as usual. Back in the real world Randy returned to his place in line.

"So aren't you going?" Howard asked his friend.

"No the Nomicon told me to stay here," Randy replied.

"Ha, it finally gave some good advice," Howard laughed.

"Yeah," Randy agreed reluctantly. Worried that if what the Nomicon told him to be true, then that means that this Convention won't be as much fun as he and Howard expect.


Inside McFist Industries Main Office the diabolical CEO grinned with anticipation. "Look at them Viceroy, all these sucker coming to my new convention. This is my best plan ever!" Hannibal McFist gloated as he watched the lines growing ever longer. Estimates already showing that he's made over 1 billion in ticket sales alone.

"Yes, your genius knows no bounds," Viceroy said rolling his eyes.

"So what is my plan exactly?" McFist asked.

"The entire convention hall is an escape proof trap. Complete with my brand new adaptoid computer integrated into the auto-security system. It can make adjustments accordingly to adapt and counter any of the Ninja's tactics. So once we confirm that the Ninja is in there"

"We trap him like a bug! Brilliant!" McFist interrupted stealing Viceroy's thunder and credit again.

"Yes but I do question the fact that you invited this Shezow person. Another super hero could cause problems." Viceroy pointed out.

"Super hero, please." McFist scoffed. "Like the real Shezow would actually bother to attend something as trivial as this. Trust me Viceroy, she's just going to be some two bit look a like that they use for guest appearances."

"If you say so," Viceroy replied but not convinced. After all he has heard that real Shezow does make public appearances. Suddenly the alarm sounded.

"Viceroy what is that?" McFist panicked.

"Proximity alarm. It appears to be some kind of unidentified object flying towards Norrisville," Viceroy reported after checking his scanners.

"Well shoot it down!" McFist demanded.

"Oh don't get your knickers in a bunch, it already crashed in an unpopulated area." Viceroy said. "I'm not detecting any explosives or anything so it's not a bomb. I'll just send a clean up crew to take care of it."

"Yes you do that. Meanwhile I've got to get ready for the convention," McFist ordered.


Meanwhile inside a large smoldering crater in an empty field, stood what appears to be a giant robotic arm. A loud banging noise could be heard inside the giant fist. Pretty soon the fist broke apart and a small boy dressed as a cat came roaring out. Followed by a little girl with large red goggles on her head. "Curse you Senor Siniestro I will make you pay for that!" Manny Rivera (a.k.a. El Tigre) yelled shaking his fist up to the sky. "This I swear!"

Yes folks, it seems that mysterious device that has had everyone curious is in fact Senor Siniestro's rocket arm! Designed to send El Tigre far far away from Miracle City! Oh and Frida accidentally got caught in it as well.

"Hey Manny look! He just dropped us off right at Norrisville where they are holding that Mega Ultra Super Hero Comic Con!" Frida said pointing to a billboard advertising the convention.

"Senor Siniestro, I will forgive you just this once," Manny still yelling into the air.

"Are you done yet," Frida asked impatiently.

"Give me a second," Manny said. "But next time I won't go easy on you!" he yelled into the sky again.

"Now can we go to the convention?" Frida asked.

"Of course lead the way," Manny said as they happily ran towards what they think will be a weekend of fun and excitement.


Not too far from the convention center a strange figure was spying on these robot gorillas bring in supplies into the convention hall. His eyes widen when he saw them carting in a normal looking box with a weird crest on the side. "Yes there it is. I finally found it. It won't be long now. Soon I will have it. Soon I will have the power to destroy all of the heroes in the world!"