Author's Note: So, after four years of not being able to write a decent CB fanfic that I could be mildly satisfied of, and to commemorate Crash's speaking voice, I decided to rewrite my very first finished fanfic, Upheaval. A lot of people loved it back in the day but the English was purely terrible, plus the characters in that version are not the same anymore so the plot will be different as well. I'll try to keep it as humorous though, even when I'm not very good at it.

Oh and yes; this story will feature Crash from that Skylanders Academy episode, with the exact same 'Australian' accent and everything (except that he won't shout "Extreme!" every now and then, because even I found that to be as corny as a 90's catchphrase). Therefore, if you're not a fan or can't tolerate this version of the character, please avoid this fanfic at all costs.

Thank you and enjoy :)

Chapter 1

Inside the newly built space station, not too far away from Earth's orbit, the atmosphere had already reached the dangerous point. The more excuses the short-structured scientist gave to validate his failures, the more the self-proclaimed evil voodoo mask Uka Uka was willing to give another tantrum, and this in front of the other scientists and minions, notably Dr. N. Gin, Dr. Nefarious Tropy, Dingodile and Tiny Tiger, who were enough to cover almost entirely the conference table.

"You fools!" Uka Uka scolded to the four winds. "Morons! Nincompoops! Can't you mutton-heads do anything right?! I'm tired of seeing that bandicoot alive without a single scratch ever since he stepped out of that castle!"

"With all my due respect, Uka Uka," Doctor Neo Cortex interfered, swallowing. "He has been scratched, we just hadn't the chance to properly kill-"

"It was a euphemism, you idiot!" He shouted. "Jesus, you all look like your brains are working half the power!"

"Uka Uka!" Trying to convince him, N. Gin crossed his fingers. "P-Please, believe us, we all tried our best... I don't know if it's pure luck or simply improbable physics, but even we scientists don't know how Crash always gets a way to escape our brilliant schemes!"

"I'll tell you why he always gets a way..." Uka Uka approached the table. The scientists, including the minions, all began to swallow even harder upon the thought of the mask turning them into dust with his powerful magic. Instead, he calmly replied. "First, you all take too much time in coming up with overly complicated plans. Why bother creating a specific invention to kill Crash Bandicoot when any of you can simply buy a laser gun and disintegrate him? Second, all of your schemes have more flaws than a broken control remote. For a bunch of scientists with extremely high I.Q.s, you guys are anything but straightforward."

"It's not our fault that Cortex decided to create a failure of a general, either," N. Tropy cut in, his arms folded. "And all because he didn't feel like listening to N. Brio who, at the time, knew that the Cortex Vortex wasn't ready to be tested yet. I say in my own defense and everyone else in this room, that Cortex should be the one to take care of his own problem alone."

Not surprisingly, the rest of the crew – except Tiny who obviously wasn't smart enough to understand the conversation – cheered up loudly and raised their hands in support. In response, Cortex slowly drowned in his own chair, thinking of the high possibility that he was going to die in complete humiliation.

"Since everyone in this room voted for Cortex to finish the bandicoot by himself," Uka Uka spoke. "Then I'll be honored to finally kick him out of this base."

"Wait!"

Despite not being allowed to counter the votes, Cortex won the courage to take a deep breath and give his opinion. Everyone then shut their mouths, albeit against their will, and let the yellow-skinned scientist to speak up.

The mask sighed in annoyance. "What do you have to say in your defense, Cortex?"

"Uka Uka," Cortex began, his hand carefully placed on his chest. "I know I've failed countless times in the past, and I know that I'll keep failing more unfortunately, but the truth is... I've recently created yet another invention."

"Here we go again..." Dingodile sneered.

"You're five seconds away from being thrown without a space suit towards Earth and just now you're telling me that you've done another useless creation of yours?!" Uka Uka's temper began to rise. "What is it this time? Another Crash Bandicoot clone? A clone of you purposely created for this timeline so that you can save your skin by jumping into another dimension?"

"Close, but not quite." Much to the mask's confusion, Cortex smirked. He picked up what seemed to be some sort of control remote from his lab coat's pocket, and pushed the button. Moments later, a cryogenic chamber appeared in everyone's eyes; their expressions suddenly turned to shock when they realized that the newest creation was, in fact, another bandicoot. Female, her fur color was black with medium-sized auburn hair; she apparently had a short tail, which was unusual for evolved bandicoots, and her facial features were also shorter than Crash's. Her claws were long and sharp; her body shape was elegant and almost weightless, and her eyes were brown instead of the common green seen in her brothers and sisters. And last but not least, she was wearing a jet-black, fully-clothed assassin outfit with the "N" insignia on her belt. When she was finally defrosted and walked out of the door, she put her hands on her hips, looking at the crowd as if they were a bunch of flies.

"Meet Amelia," Cortex smiled. "A southern brown bandicoot who was successfully evolved by the Evolvo-Ray."

"That's... that's not possible." Uka Uka stuttered. "I refuse to believe that the same idiot who created Crash Bandicoot just decided to create another one of the exact same species just to eliminate the first one!"

"It's like déjà vu," Dingodile remarked. "Y'know, with Crunch? Like when he was also totally evil until he turned good in the end?"

"I can safely assure you that this is not case." Cortex said proudly.

"How?" Uka Uka insisted. "There's absolutely no difference between her and Crunch when it comes to the brainwashing process!"

"Ah hah, but there is!" He grinned, pointing his finger upward. "And the little difference that resides in those two is no other than the fact that Amelia didn't even need to subject herself to the Cortex Vortex."

"Impossible!"

"You blatant liar!" N. Tropy gritted his teeth.

"Oh, so you don't believe me." Cortex chuckled. "That's alright; I already knew that you guys wouldn't buy another word coming from my mouth."

"Get HIM!"

Furious at his ludicrous statements, the crew jumped from their chairs and ran towards the short scientist, while Uka Uka stood afloat watching. Realizing their intentions, Amelia also ran towards them and began to kick every single one, from ordinary kicks to punches and even straight-out scratching with her bare claws. In the end, though, it was pretty obvious that she won the fight.

Uka Uka had no choice but to give in. "Alright, alright! If you're still delusional about defeating Crash with this creature, go ahead! But just remember one thing, Cortex..." His tone changed from despair to threat. "You only have three days to get rid of the rat."

Cortex didn't seem to change his attitude whatsoever. "Or else...?"

"Or else I'll throw you to the ice age again and leave you trapped in there forever. Sounds good to you?"

He looked at the coldly-staring Amelia before closing the deal. "Perfect."