Prologue: Plans

The meeting was set. All the men- or in some cases, boys- were assembled around a long table in a dark room.

Near the end, towards the biggest chair at the end, was an old man. His skin was blue, and he wore a crown on his head. His name was Ice King.

Sitting to the right of him was a Latino. He was cunning, and to a lot of girls (and some boys), he was hot. This was Alejandro.

A boy dressed in white with some shiny stuff on him was next. He was pretty chubby. His name was Bling-Bling Boy.

Next to him, again, was a tall kid, wearing glasses, and was known to have an annoying laugh. Mandark was his name.

At the far end, there was a dark shape resembling another man, slim, and holding a pipe. This was Father.

Across from the nerd, there was a guy with a red lightning bolt across his face. He wore a blue hat and other commanding blue suits. General Skarr was his name.

The last three were all in a row, just before the large end chair. The first was a large green alien with tentacles, and was named Vilgax. Middle man was a guy with a gold arm, and was called Van Clyse. The last was a robot with a dome on his head, named Frankenbot.

And their leader; can't forget about him. They would know who he is…if he showed up.

Together, they were an unstoppable force of the greatest villainy possible: The Society of Darkness.

Suddenly, there came a bang near the doors, and a tall, goggles-wearing man strode in, quite briskly. "I do apologize for the delay," he says. "There were some technical difficulties. One of my devices needed tweaking."

"Forget that," Ice King snapped. "Why are we here?"

"Ah, yes. The main purpose of our joining." He clapped his hands. "Down projector!" A large screen dropped down, as well as a projector. The first slide came down, featuring a logo. "Now, as we all know, we are villains." Cheering. "Yes, yes, thank you, but the problem is that we constantly lose. Even more embarrassing is that the victors are no more than children." This man pressed a button, and the slide changed to a face. "We hate them. Full to the point. So our archenemies are Johnny Test…" The fiery-haired preteen on-screen. "…Chris McLean…" The celebrity reality TV host. "…Finn the human boy…" The kid with an awesome hat. "Dexter…" A orange-haired, small kid. "Numbuh One…" A bald kid with shades. "The Grim Reaper…" The skeleton with a scythe. " Ben Tennyson…" The green-shirted teen. "…Rex…" Another teen, but with an orange shirt. "And my personal archnemesis, the Ambassador." A superhero teen with messy black hair. "We have constantly lost, one way or another, and it is seriously pissing me off. So…"

"That speech had NOTHING to do with our goals," Alejandro commented. "Why are we here?"

"Response 1095: Shut up, Alejandro." Frankenbot responded. "Master has yet to finish Plan Number 7509."

"Thank you, Frankenbot. As I was saying, we lose constantly alone. However," He smiled. "With a team effort…"

"You wish us to join forces to eliminate each of our nemesis, is that it?" Van Clyse realized.

"I refuse! Human scum should not be on the same side as me!" Vilgax yelled.

"Van Clyse, Vilgax, calm. Vilgax, please refrain from calling anyone here, particularly me, 'human scum'. It's degrading. Further, the both of you were created by the same man."

Silence.

"Now, then, this plan that I've created is a multi-stage plan. Phase one is completed already. May you guess where we are?"

No response.

"We are in the Cartoon Network corporate headquarters."

There was shock.

"Impossible!"Mandark cried.

"How did you get it?" Skarr demanded.

"Peace, people. I merely raided this facility for my purposes. I do need to get the powers that be under my control." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a walkie-talkie. "Send him in."

Two Grunts, robots under the command of this mysterious man, walked in, dragging another man bound in ropes along with them.

"Ah, yes, the CEO of Cartoon Network," the villain began. "As you can see, we have become victorious. Your network has fallen to us. I will not hurt any of you if you follow our orders. Become our lackeys. Assist in any way possible."

"Heck with that," the CEO spat.

"Mr. CEO, don't be childish. You obviously have no bargaining chip. What's to gain by refusing to us?"

"My sanity, my freedom. Don't pretend you aren't going to kill us. Besides, I'll never help the villains."

The tall, unnamed villain frowned. "I did not want to have to do this." He reached under the table and brought out a large canister.

The CEO gaped. "Is that a—?"

"A Black Matter Bomb, correct."

"Do you have any idea how dangerous that is?"

"Honestly, I haven't the foggiest. Maybe it goes according to plan. Maybe it absorbs us all. Maybe it just explodes. In any case, the result is the same, and we all go down to Hell in the same elevator. Do you want your corporation to suffer like that?"

The CEO considered his options.

"I surrender," he hangs his head down. "Just—just don't hurt anyone who works here."

"So long as they do not try to escape." He then turns to the Grunts. "Take him away." Then to the rest of the villains.

"So, gentlemen, you now see my power. I have successfully constructed a robotic army. I have taken an entire corporate headquarters…and that was a solo endeavor! Imagine what sort of power we would have in a joint effort. So," the man smiled, "Shall we team up and eliminate those annoying heroes and the universes they live in once and for all?"

Father was the first to speak. "For starters, I like your style. If you can bend the Kids Next Door to me, I'm in."

"Get me a ton of princesses," Ice King bargains, "and you've got yourself a deal."

"Only if I can get a date with Susan Test!" Bling-Bling demands.

"And me with…Dee-Dee," Mandark sighs.

Then everyone shouts out.

"I wish for a million dollars to make up for those lost in the World Tour!" Alejandro says.

"The power of the Grim Reaper!" General Skarr.

"Destruction of Providence!"

"Ruling Earth!"

"All of that will be yours," the tall man promises. "All that and more! We shall show the world that the villains shall control!"

The cheering was deafening.

(Ah, yeah, this doesn't look good. What shall the villains do to control? Who is the mysterious villain leader? What will the Black Matter Bomb do? All these questions may be answered soon! Also, if you have a particular show you'd like to be referenced, go ahead! I'll probably do it later on in the story, but it's good to be early! Please review!)