Chapter 1: Prologue
"Location: Caen, France, 1944."
"I suppose you would call me a vagrant of some kind." a voice said.
Lieutenant Brooke leaned against the wall of an interrogation room as a black suited fellow began his explanation. Brooke and a group of soldiers had found him hunkered down with a squad of German soldiers in the center of Caen, so command had ordered that he be questioned.
"Particularly well-dressed for a vagrant." Brooke said.
"I said I was a vagrant, not a peasant. In fact, you'll find that I'm a man of wealth and taste." the man said.
"Right." Brooke said, unconvinced.
"Tell me, Lieutenant. Did you visit Germany in the 1930's? Can you explain why the German people wanted such an... extreme leadership?" the man asked.
"No, why?" Brooke asked.
"It was a personal gift. Every now and again, you have a person with such an electrifying personality that, for better or worse, you simply must follow them. How else would you explain the rise of Napoleon? Washington? Joan of Arc? Or Caesar?" the man asked.
"Your point?" Brooke asked.
"Every one of those men had their own little yes man hiding in the shadows. Never noticeable, never cared about, yet essential to success." the man replied.
The man stood up and placed his hands behind his back.
"I am the yes man, the chancellor, the scheming minister in the background. Loading the dice, ensuring that the right men succeed and the wrong ones fall. I am the architect of your whole history." the man explained.
"Nonsense." Brooke sneered.
"Far from it, Lieutenant. I was there when Rome burned to the ground. I watched Constantinople fall. I saw the storming of the Bastille. I am older and wiser then you will ever know, and one day, sooner then you expect, my plans will come into fruition. I am the instrument of your destiny, Lieutenant. Humanity exists for me." the man sneered.
"Your a nutter. The MPs can deal with you. I'm getting Sergeant Arthur to take you down to them right..." Brooke started to say.
"Sir! Sir!" a voice cried.
A soldier burst into the door, looking frightened.
"Sergeant Arthur? What the heck is it?" Brooke asked.
"The sky! Look at the sky!" Arthur replied frantically.
Brooke ran out of the room and to the nearest window. His eyes widened and his jaw dropped in shock. Above them was an endless void of purple, broken up by red star-like dots. It had taken everything within about a 200 mile radius of them, after which the ground cut off, as if they were floating on a giant flat rock. He turned away from the window. The man was standing behind him.
"Believe me now, Lieutenant?" the man asked.
He tipped his hat and vanished into thin air.
"Location: Litwak's Arcade, The World Of Disney, July 2nd 2109"
"Get it into the lab now! Citrusella, watch your hea... never mind, just put it on the table!" Vanellope ordered.
Vanellope ran into the lab, followed by Swizzle and Citrusella, who were carrying a highly damaged robot. The two racers quickly and gently put it down on the table as Adorabeezle attached a cable to her head. Information began to appear on the computer screen.
Man... in the... Suit... plan... fruition...
"The Man in the Black Suit." Vanellope whispered.
A date began to appear on the screen. Adorabeezle looked at it and gasped.
"No. That can't be." Adorabeezle whisperes.
"What? What's wrong?" Swizzle asked in confusion.
Adorabeezle turned to face him.
"That's tomorrow." Adorabeezle replied.