The Bean Brigade #8
"Time's Up pt.1"
Hannibal had called an emergency meeting, so every member of the Bean Brigade was now present in the council room.
"What's the plan this time boss man?" Jack asked "please tell me we're laying the smackdown on those monks."
"Spicer my boy, when this plan succeeds, those monks won't be bothering us ever again" Hannibal replied.
"Well don't keep us in suspense" Temblor said.
"Yeah, spill" Ember added.
"I've noticed that all of our attempts ta conquer this planet have failed due ta one factor; heroes. My plan would allow us to defeat these heroes once and for all. As y'all might recall, I still have the Sands of Time in my possession. With them, we shall travel to the future, obtain a stockpile of futuristic weapons, and use them ta help us conquer the world. With technology like that at our disposal, even the greatest of heroes will be no match for us."
"We're not going back to that place with those Looney super heroes, are we?" CF asked.
"I'm not sure when that is" Hannibal replied "no, I think 98 years into the future should be enough. Now, let's get prepared."
As the villains left the table, Jack made his way over to CF.
"Do you think this plan is going to work?" he asked "what if we rip a huge hole in the space time continuum so that I'm not born or something?"
"Time travel is quite risky" CF said "but if it can supply me with the equipment to take down the Titans, I'm not going to complain."
After a few minutes, the villains returned, ready to travel to the future. "Remember" Hannibal said, "we don't know what dangers we'll face in the future. So be ready ta shoot first and ask questions later."
Seeing that everyone was ready, Hannibal held the Sands of Time aloft in his vine-like hand.
"Sands of Time!" he shouted, resulting in all the villains disappearing in a flash of light.
New York City, the year 2105.
The villains rematerialized in the future, and quickly found themselves falling to the ground, no doubt due to the changes in air and gravity in their new surroundings.
"We can barely move" Jack said, "how are we supposed to steal weapons like this?"
Hannibal noticed that both Ember & Gearhead were unaffected by the problems. "You two, find out how people in this society survive and return to us."
"We'll be right back," Gearhead said, as he and Ember found a nearby alien.
"Start talking ET, how are you breathing so well" she asked "answer the question or you won't be!"
"You must excuse my sister" Gearhead said, holding Ember back "the air here is messing with her brain."
"That happens to some people" the alien replied "anyway, you'll need to pick up an enviro-pack, gravity regulator and wrist translator. Nearly everyone in the future has one."
"And where would we obtain these items?" Gearhead inquired.
"They sell them at any major store" the alien replied "although you two seem to be getting along fine without them."
"Thanks for the help" Gearhead said as he and Ember walked off.
"Why didn't you let me waste that loser?" Ember asked angrily.
"If we start calling attention to ourselves now, the whole plan will be shot" Gearhead explained "once we've gotten settled in, I'm sure Hannibal will let you have a little fun."
"Sounds good" Ember replied, "I wonder if my powers work on aliens."
"I should've known from Galaxy Wars that future worlds would have inadequate air supply," CF said, as he lay pinned to the ground.
"Shut up" Temblor said, "if I could lift my arm, I'd smack you."
Just then, Ember & Gearhead arrived, carrying what appeared to be small breastplates. "Sorry we're late, we had to pick up a bunch of these" he explained "they control air flow or something."
"Less talk, more air" CF replied.
Soon Hannibal and the remaining BB members were outfitted with the necessary devices.
"Who'd figure that this little doohickey is all you need to survive in the future" Jack mused, "technology sure is wonderful."
"And it'll be even more wonderful when we're finished" Hannibal added, "now keep yer eyes peeled for someplace we can make our weapons."
Soon the villains made their down the New York streets, amazed at all the changes that had occurred since their time.
"Hard to believe humans will eventually create all this" CF said in wonder "really makes you think."
"Enjoy it, cause once my plan is put into effect, the future's gonna have a slightly different look" Hannibal said "one that glorifies me!"
After a few minutes, the villains were no closer to their goal then they had been earlier.
"Oh for the love of Pete" Hannibal said, "ya think someplace around here would manufacture lasers or something."
"Did I hear you say you were in the market for lasers?" said a mysterious voice.
The villains turned to locate its' source; it belonged to an alien, clad in a light blue cape and hood and a purple bodysuit covered with blue lines.
"I know where you can pick up a whole mess of weapons" the alien said "but they're not cheap."
"Then lead the way my boy" Hannibal said, "I'm certain I can find a way to 'afford' them."
A few minutes later, the villains were being led down an alley.
"I don't like this" CF said nervously, "this is exactly how Capt. Stargazer and his team were trapped in Galaxy Wars episode 67."
"Would you knock it off with the sci-fi crud?" Ember asked, "man are you annoying!"
The alien led them to the end of the alley, where a collection of other alien and humanoid beings waited, each wearing the same cape and hood.
"And what do we have here?" asked a high-pitched voice "some new customers for our liquidation sale?"
The BB members noticed that this speaker was a human, with orange hair that stood up like a pencil tip.
"So what we can do you for?" the man asked "we've got the finest in illegal weaponry."
"I appreciate the offer, but I'm gonna need more firepower than y'all possess" Hannibal explained "I was wondering if there was a place around here where I could build my own weapons? Or at least, obtain more of them."
"The only place I can think of is O'Neil Tech, and good luck getting in there" the pointy haired man said, "the security is top notch. I've gotten in a couple of times, but that was just lucky."
"Then perhaps you'd be willing ta help us Mr… I'm sorry, I don't believe we were properly introduced."
"Name's Jammerhead" the guy said "and I might help ya, but what's in it for me?"
"How about the chance to be part of a new world order?" Hannibal asked.
"I'd rather have credits" Jammerhead replied.
Mikey: Hi kids, it's your old buddy Michelangelo here. Before I mention what happens in the next chapter, I just wanted to explain that our show didn't steal the 'New New York' name from Futurama. But, if Mr. Groening isn't satisfied, tell him I'll be willing to fight Bender for the rights. Anyway, next time me and my bros show up, and much pizza is eaten, I think. Oh, and somebody gets taken prisoner. Who is it? You'll have to read on to find out dudes.