[Location: Unknown Skies in New World. Time: 7:23 P.M.]
Jack Spicer and Control Freak were staring at the odd robot called G.I.R.
"You know," C.F. started. "I expected alien robots to be…"
Jack and G.I.R. blinked.
"Bigger… and cooler…" C.F. finished. "I mean I've seen some really wicked looking aliens in the forms, especially those 'Robots in Disguise' forms," C.F. quickly turned to Jack. "You seen those?"
"They perked my interest, but for some reason this military faction called G.I. Joe has some heavy firewalls protecting the real juicy info. I mean, I can hack through those things, but I'm not really that interested in robots that double up as vehicles." Jack responded.
"I believe that you are referring to the Cybertronians, an alien race of bio-mechanical beings capable of altering their forms to match any form of metal or machinery located in any planet." The little robot noted.
"So they are real!" C.F. pointed.
G.I.R. beeped. "Correct; however, with current data, I hypothesize that there are two factions that exist in your dimension where the Decepticons are not led by Mega Optimus, where as the Autobots are similarly not led by Tron Prime."
"I have no idea what you just said," C.F. told the bot as he scratched his head.
"Do you wish for me to elaborate?"
Jack slapped the air while making a 'pssh' sound with his lips. "Nah, we're good… but do you think you can hand me a copy of your weaponry or software?"
G.I.R. played a rather loud noise that scared the two boys back. "Access denied. It is against Irken protocol to give any information about our technology to any foreign species."
"Oh, come on, why not?" Jack whined.
"Because in the first place, not all of it is Irken tech, it's also comprised of combined Vortian Tech from our brother planet, Vort, and smaller parts of planets that volunteered to join our cause. We want our enemies to think that only we have the capability so we hide the secret of our technology to protect our allies."
Jack and C.F. looked to the cockpit to where the voice came from. Apparently, Zim had just answered them.
G.I.R. quickly voiced its opinion, "Sir that information is—"
"It's alright G.I.R. we need these two to trust us, and if we're not going to break the rules, there are at least the small rules we can bend," Zim's voice reached them, but back at the pilot seat he was still checking his instruments every once in a while to make sure they weren't followed. "But while I'm still talking we're going to reach our destination soon. You can see it from the starboard window."
"Starboard window?" The two evil geniuses repeated in confusion.
"It means right."
The two humans looked out the small window and found themselves high above the clouds. The sun finally shone brightly, which momentarily caused the two to cringe, but they adjusted quickly.
What they saw was a beautiful mountain filled with many ancient Chinese or probably Xiaolin designed buildings and archways.
But as they flew over, they saw many people and probably areas that looked like they didn't belong.
Peacekeeper Zim disengaged the cloaking mechanism and sent a message out. A few seconds later, one of the cliff sides opened up to reveal a hidden dock.
Zim made his ship land in the docks. There, they saw a bald man wearing some odd gold and black armor.
Jack pointed to the man looking right at them. "Hey… isn't that Lex Luthor?"
"Wait, you mean THE Lex Luthor, the man who pretty much almost destroyed the world in more than one occasion and is a little on the cuckoo side?" C.F. asked.
Zim laughed. "You two must remember we are in a parallel world. Whatever is true in your world is more than likely the opposite. Our Lex just so happens to be the greatest hero of us all, and has saved the world in more than one occasion. He is also the current leader of the Justice League." He got out of his cockpit and motioned his two visitors to follow him.
As soon as the hangar doors opened, Spicer and CF saw the hangar around them teeming with life. There were different styles of aircrafts and other vehicles with humans mixed with what looked to be alien creatures and magical or mythical creatures as well.
If anything, the two nerds were in awe of such exotic sights and such mixture of cultures and unbelievable tech in front of them.
There seemed to be a tall and strong image of a man wearing a golden and black armor that walked towards them as they all excited. His presence seemed to shine like a beacon of hope and inspiration to those that saw him; this man was this world's Lex Luthor.
They all came out of the ship and were greeted by Lex Luthor. "Zim, it's good to see you safe. I'm glad you were able to…" His voice trailed off after he looked over to the two teens behind him. "Who are you two?"
"Lex," Zim caught his attention. "Season and Freedom's mission to gather this next Shen-gong-wu had… complications..."
Lex's expression hardened. He looked at the two strangers then put two and two together. "So these two are the aftermath of the new Wu?"
Jack quickly hid behind C.F. as the latter nervously waved at him. "Err… hi, Mr. Luthor, sir…"
The next few seconds felt like an eternity to the two boys as they waited for him to pass judgment like some kind of great being.
"… Call me Lex, Mr. Luthor was my father," He smiled, allowing relief to fill back into the two boys. Lex then turned to Zim. "Is there a particular reason why you brought them here?"
"We need to meet Miss Wuya, Lex." Zim responded before looking back at the two beings from a different world. "G.I.R. Please show our guest to a room. They must be tired as of now."
"Sir!" G.I.R. complied and grabbed both of their wrists—which hurt the two lesser people because they weren't expecting such a tiny robot to have vice like grips.
The two teenagers moaned and complained as G.I.R. lead them away.
"Zim…" Lex stated monotonously as he saw them off. "Is there a particular reason why you dismissed them so quickly?"
Zim replied, refusing to look suspicious to gain attention. "It's about the latest Wu… we might have a repeat of the Siege of Legion Swamp all over again."
[Location: China, Jack Spicer's living room. Time: 3:23 P.M]
"Oh this is just… fantastic! And you wanted to destroy this little guy, Season!" Freedom Freak cried after eating Yesbot's home cooked pot roast.
"Yeah…" Jack Season looked out the window, still in disbelief at the sight right in front of him.
Freedom Freak sighed. Who knew his own warning from a few hours ago was true? Then again he is the Shoku Warrior of Thunder, one of the chosen ones to help save their world. These types of things happening to heroes in his story books aren't too farfetched.
They lived in a world where no one was safe, the strong ruled over the weak, and that same strong did whatever they wanted, whenever they wanted, not caring for the consequences others would suffer for their actions.
That included the planet they were on.
Their planet was desolate, dying, ruined. The last strong hold of heroes tried their best, but their world was on the brink of dying and they were fighting a losing battle with little to no hope.
But here?
The skies were the most beautiful blue that the two outsiders had never seen before. For the first time in a long time they got to breathe fresh air straight from nature that didn't have to be purified by several layers of filters due to the smog leftover from all the fighting. And the planet was so full of life: the Jack 'Spicer's' garden was filled with some of the most beautiful flowers the two had ever seen, and every once in a while some humming birds would come and freely drink from their nectar.
This was all so foreign to Jack Season, a hardened warrior… and almost nothing more.
"Jack, you need to eat. You always eat less than me and this Spicer fellow has a lot of food." F.F. told him again.
"But it's not ours, it's his!" Season quickly responded.
F.F. rolled his eyes: Jack Season was a boy scout, but he was still human. F.F. needed Jack to be at full strength and top mental capacity if they wanted to figure things out and Jack starving himself was not going to be an option. "I'm sure he wouldn't mind too much."
"I'm not stealing someone else's food. Even if there is enough to go around!" Season stated as he turned his gaze back to the window in order to continue staring at the world outside.
Then Yesbot flew to Season with a tray of soda and a cheese burger. "Hey bossman, how would you like some soda and cheeseburgers?"
"You haven't eaten in a day remember?" F.F. quickly called out. "You're being too hard on yourself Jack, and no one wants you when you're not in you're A-game… may I remind you about a certain event?"
"Fine, fine!" Jack threw his hands up in the air in defeat. Then he pointed to the Robot. "As for food, give me something vegan. I'm not eating anything industrialized."
"Right away sir!" Yes bot then flew away to who know where to prepare food for his master.
"Alright, now that he's gone," F.F. started. "What are we going to do about the Wu here?"
"We go after it of course. For some reason, the Gaia Cross isn't working anymore, and since we're stranded in an unknown place… finding some familiar ground, AKA hunting Wu, would probably be a good start to get a hold of our situation." Jack noted.
FF smiled and slapped Jack's back. "See! Relax, you're far more use to everyone at your best!"
Jack sighed. "Even when I'm at my best I can't save everyone…" Jack Season tightened his fist, electricity sparked as he clenched it tighter.
FF sighed. That was just Jack Season's personality: quick to share credit, first to take all of the blame. "By the way I went over the map of this place," FF explained as he took out a paper diagram of the planet. "From what the robot told me, where around here: China." He said as he pointed to the far right corner of the map.
"China? This isn't China. China was a desolate wasteland after the Dark Avengers and Crime Syndicate fought over China's projects on restoring the planet using nuclear energy they got from Korea," Season pointed out to the beautiful scenery behind him. "This… isn't China!"
FF clicked his tongue several times. "I'm starting to think that we might be in a different China. Do you remember the name of the Wu we recently acquired? The Gaia Cross: Gaia meaning 'Earth' and probably Cross to 'Crossover'."
Jack's stance suddenly stiffened. "Earth… crossing? You mean another dimension? As in… just like the Siege of…"
FF nodded solemnly. "To think one of the mystical artifacts could do that… so easily."
Season raised his fist and quickly smashed the living room table. "What was the point of that fight if there was a Wu like this!? DANG IT!" His body roared with electricity and all house old appliances suddenly started flickering on and off.
"Season!" FF slapped his ally, snapping him out of his rage. "Calm yourself!"
Jack snapped out of his rage and immediately calmed his powers. "S-sorry…"
"We need to get back. Our Gaia Cross isn't working and we need to figure out why. You are right about the Wu gathering, if we can get the Wu from this world, it might help us find out what's wrong with our Gaia Cross and help send us home." FF rationalized.
"Yeah, yeah, OK…" Jack stated.
"Well it was a good thing I quickly grabbed the map before that little episode," Freedom freak took out a purple hardcover book and out came another table, but simpler in design. He placed the map back on the table and continued his first thought. "As I was trying to point out earlier, we are in 'China'… and that Dimsdale place the robot detected the Wu was around… here." FF pointed to America on the map.
"We have to cross the ocean? How are we going to do that? We don't have the Silver Manta Ray here, in fact, I don't think my version has that Wu, or it never revealed itself here… or it doesn't exist here—the point is it's not here!" Season complained.
Just then, Yes-bot hovered out carrying some kind of combined soup salad. "He-hey~ Boss man! Here is salad with all that vegan stuff I uploaded into my mainframe. Will you be taking the jet or the new Omnitrekker to get to Dimmsdale?"
"What in blazes is that?" FF asked as he looked at the odd fusion of soup and salad… with chunks of tofu?
Yes-bot then handed the bowl to Season.
Season shrugged his shoulders and tasted it. "…. Hmm. Not bad. Thank you, Yes-bot."
Disgusted, FF acted fast. "OK, I'm changing the subject now. You! Bot, talk more about Spicer's Jet and Omni-thing you just said!" FF pointed dramatically at the smiling robot.
"Follow me!" He cried out as he floated out. FF paced quickly behind him while Season took another half slurp and bite with his mysterious vegan soup.
The two were brought to an underground hangar, and woohoo boy! If they thought they couldn't be surprised anymore, they were now proven wrong.
"I call shotgun!" Season cried as he raised his spoon.
[Location: Dimmsdale. Time: 7:53 A.M.]
"Yaaaahhhhh!"
A young boy wearing a pink hat, a pink shirt, blue jean pants, and had surprisingly strange beaver teeth ran across the side walk while trying to avoid being blasted by laser shot by strange tall aliens wearing white space armor under a bright and sunny day.
A somewhat intimidating looking being with black armor and a cape, laughed somewhat foolishly as he chased after the smaller boy and pointed towards him. "Go! Go, my Weather Troopers! This shall be the day that I defeat my arch nemesis, Timmy Turner!"
The young boy, named Timmy Turner by the strange dark cloaked man, jumped and ducked over the lasers expertly then proceeded to talk out loud to himself. "Aww, Man! Wanda and Cosmo were taking Poof to visit his grandparents! If only there was some sort of mystical object of power that I could use as a substitute to save me from this predicament! … What the heck have I been watching recently?" He realized before screaming again at the top of his lungs as he headed towards home.
Speaking of said boy's house, said boy's dad was standing proudly on the lawn trying to plant a tree.
"You know, with days like these, I feel like speaking out loud as if they were a group of invisible people needing exposition!" the Dad proudly stated to no one in particular. "Because of my eternal hATRED—of the Dinkleburgs, I decided to by this…" He took out a glowing, Chinese-designed, and flower shaped green pendant. "… From the internet! It's called the Sister Nature, a fancy Chinese new gizmo that allows me to control all plant life within a hundred yards!" Timmy's Dad said as he suddenly pointed the pendant towards the ground where he had just planted a few seeds and then a giant tree suddenly sprouted out of the ground spouting money from its branches.
"Gasp! A money tree! Now I can give this to Vicky next time she babysits my son, Tommy!" Timmy's dad cried as he raised his hands triumphantly. Then he looked over to see said beloved son wailing as he sprinted and ran behind his money tree.
"What the—I thought I already got rid of this money tree!" Timmy realized as he looked at what he assumed was his previous wish of getting more money to buy the newest comic saga of the Crimson Chin and Crash Nebula: Tennis Tournament Trouble!
"Tommy!" Timmy's Dad cried his son's name wrong again. "I see you're also interested in my newly scientifically manipulated freak of nature: the Money Tree!" Then he pushed his son away from it and out back to the side walk.
"But, even though I used this new fancy Chinese super gizmo called the Sister Nature to control all nearby plant-life," Timmy's Dad showed off the shiny and glowing magic flower pendant. "This tree is Vicky's payment the next time she comes!"
Timmy looked at the glowing mystical object of power that his father was practically shoving in his face.
Timmy smiled. "Well that was convenient!"
Suddenly two laser blasts were shot and hit the Money Tree, instantly setting it ablaze and turning it into ash.
"Well that was inconvenient!" Timmy yelled as he saw his enemy Dark Laser and his two Weather troopers closing on him.
"KYAAAHH!" Timmy's dad squealed like a little girl, dropped the Sister Nature, and ran to scoop up the ash of the money tree. "NO! You were like the son I never had! WHYYYYY!?"
Timmy saw the so called 'tool' that his father used to summon the scientific impossibility of a money tree then quickly looked back at Dark Laser and his men.
"Why is your aim so bad!?" Dark Laser complained to his lackeys. "That Money Tree was nowhere near the big buck toothed pink kid of doom! Where did you get your training!?"
"You try aiming a laser rifle when someone tints your mask visor pure black!" One of the Weather Troopers yelled back.
Timmy took the Sister Nature and pointed it towards Dark Laser and his henchmen. "Come on work you—strange thing! …" Nothing happened as Dark Laser and his men simply decided to run menacingly towards Timmy Turner instead. "Come on, what did dad call you? S-Sister Nature?"
At that response to its name, the Sister Nature glowed brightly and out of nowhere, a giant tree root came from the ground and ensnared Dark Laser and his henchmen before whipping them into the sky and throwing them far into the horizon.
"Woo!" Timmy Turner cheered as his father continued crying in the background behind him. "Another crisis solved thanks to quick thinking and Dues Ex Machina!"
However for poor Turner, he didn't realize the poorly labeled, 'Not a Spying Van' was parked literally right across the street.
In side said inconspicuous van, was his homeroom teacher, Mr. Crocker, who was insanely obsessed with fairies and all things magical. (Though to be fair on his part that was the fault with Turner messing him up by going into his past and screwing over his childhood. A mistake on Turner's part yes, but the irony of Timmy accidentally causing one of his greatest enemies to existence was a bit of comedic irony.)
"Hmm, it appears Turner has gained a mystical plant controlling object," The teacher with his ears found on his neck stated the obvious as he spied on the younger child with surprisingly well made-homemade equipment. "If I were to guess his—FAIRY-GOD-PARENTS!—must have supplied Turner with the ability to control plants so that he could cheat in the upcoming biology test! But little does he know that I, Denzel Crocker, will steal his mystical object of power in the most cunning and well thought out way imaginable and not use said object to bring back to life all of mother's daffodils that I accidentally destroyed! … Man, is everyone in the mood to randomly monologue today? It must be the work of—FARIES!"
With amazing tactical precision, Mr. Crocker performed his mission to steal the artifact from his sworn enemy in expert covert finesse.
"EHEHEEHEHEHE!" He ran out of the van, madly laughing, went up to Timmy Turner who was stupefied at the action of his teacher coming out of nowhere, and then Crocker snatched the Sister Nature from his hands just to quickly fall back into his van and drove away while continuing his mad laugh.
Timmy stood there for a few seconds as the weight of what just happened clicked in his mind. "Aww man."
To his dismay, he heard an odd rocket sound. When Timmy looked back, he saw that Dark laser and his men were flying back towards him with a mini sphere like ship.
"AH-HA! Timmy Tuner, today is the day that I end you!" A robotic voice cried out of the ship as two missiles where shot towards the ten year old boy.
"AAHHH!" Timmy screamed as he closed his eyes and prepared for the worst.
"Repulse The Beast!"
Timmy opened his eyes at the sound of a new voice. His jaw dropped at the fact that some white ninja with a thunder embalmed on his chest had jumped in front of him, and deflected two missiles back at the ship with nothing but his own hands.
"You alright, Kid?" The taller red haired, white robbed ninja asked.
"That was sooooooo COOOLL!" Timmy gushed with eyes sparkling at the redheaded ninja.
"He seems fine, Season. But where is the Wu?"
Timmy turned around to see a buff and handsome looking teenager wearing a long purple trench coat and wearing some kind of black with golden laced fedora. Said teenager gave Timmy a smile, "Hey kiddo, by any chance did you see a mystical Chinese artifact?"
Timmy actually seemed surprise, besides Vicky, he assumed all teenagers were huge jerks. But these two guys were amazingly cool and surprisingly nice. Heck, one of them deflected missiles like it was nothing! Wait…
A loud coughing noise caught the attention of the three people minus Timmy's dad still crying over the money tree. It looked like Dark Laser and his cronies were getting back up from the debris of his mini TI Fighter.
"Curse you, Timmy Turner! I will have my revenge!" Then his expression took an 180-degree turn. "Right after we run away screaming from that ninja that can deflect missiles. HAAA!" Dark Laser and his cronies screamed as they ran away.
Season and FF were sincerely flabbergasted at the event that just transpired.
"Whoo, thanks for saving my behind there, guys." Timmy called out in relief.
"Err, what exactly was that all about… Timmy Turner… right?" Season asked.
"Oh, yeah that's my name. Oh and don't worry about him, he always tries defeating me once his work schedule lifts."
"Hold up," FF asked. "Are you telling me that an alien with at least level grade 4 tech is attacking a seven year old kid anytime he has freetime?"
"Hey, I'm ten!" Timmy cried. "And I've kicked his butt more times than his cronies keep missing their targets."
"… Then… why didn't you do the same today?" Season reasoned.
Timmy realized he made a huge mistake right then and there. His fairy godparents were the reason why he easily defeated his annoyance of an enemy and they currently weren't with him. But he couldn't tell these two about them because that would be breaking one of the most important rules among the fairies: don't tell them of their existence.
"Errr…" Timmy stammered. "Hey, I heard you guys were looking for a Chinese mystical Artifact, right?"
Season and FF looked at each other before laughing, surprising Timmy.
"Sure thing, Tim," Season said as he rubbed Timmy's head. "Alright, tell us more about the thing we're looking for." He finished with a wink.
Timmy raised his brow at the action. They weren't going to find that suspicious? They were just going to drop it like that? OK, they were definitely not like his parents who were oblivious and gullible; these two knew he was hiding something from them, but they didn't care at all… actually it looked like they respected his wishes to keep it to himself…
'Wow, if I ever do become a teenager, I wanna be these two guys.' Timmy thought in his head.
Timmy then explained about a device his father, which he pointed at who was still crying about the 'son he never had', was using before Timmy took it and used it to defend himself from the enemies that just ran away. He then explained that his estranged teacher came out his van and just grabbed the device maniacally from him before running driving back home to his mother.
"… By the expression of your face, I'm just going to ask: stuff like that is a normal day here in Dimmsdale?" FF asked.
"Yep," Timmy nodded. "But I know were my teacher lives, but we might have to walk a bit."
"OR," Season emphasized. "You could carpool with us. Omnitrekker!"
A powerful roar was heard that snapped even Timmy's dad from crying over his money tree. A sleek, and powerful looking car drove in front of the Turner's residence and opened up its doors as if it was inviting anyone to enter inside it.
"This is our ride, the Omnitrekker 1000, the ultimate vehicle in existence…" Season said as he slightly held back the urge to snicker at the shocked expression on Timmy's face. "Wanna ride shot gun?" He asked the boy in pink.
'OK, it's official, I want to be these guys when I grow up.'
[Location: Dimmsdale, Crocker Residence. Time: 7:56 A.M.]
"What!? We're here already!?" Timmy cried after swallowing a bite of the best burgers he's ever had. "But I just got this burger and the movie just started!"
"The luxury functions are cool and all, but this car is mostly used for other purposes, Turner," FF said in the driver's seat as he put off the luxury functions. "Come on, we have to get the Wu back."
Timmy reluctantly got out of the cool state of the art car with his burger only to look shocked as he, and the other two came across a plant infested house.
"Are you sure this is the place?" Season asked.
"Yes?" Timmy said almost unsurely. "But that thing did give me the ability to control plants."
"The thing is called a Shen-Gong-Wu, or Wu for short. Don't ask me what it means because I forgot." Jack Season dismissed.
Suddenly a strange laughter filled the air.
"EHEHEHEH!"
The ground shook violently, and out of the ground sprouted a large giant monster flower. The flower bloomed—
"MY TEN YEAR OLD EYES, THEY BURN!" Timmy yelled and fell to his knees.
"I cannot unsee this horrid image. Curse my hypermnesia. CURSE YOU HYPERMNESIA!" FF cried as he started pulling his own hair in frustration.
Season, on the other hand, was disturbed, but thankfully not so much as his two companions. "Err, are you Mr. Crocker?"
"You will refer to me now as Poison Ivy, King of the vines!"
"No." Season stated quickly.
For some reason the power had gone to his head now… and his body. Croker now had green skin for some reason and was wearing nothing but a speedo.
That was some nightmare fuel.
"Oh, and that name is already taken," Season stated as he was the only one not mentally incapacitated among his friends.
"Then call me Wildvine!" Mr. Crocker cried as he spread his legs further apart from each other and posed.
"That name is also taken," Jack impassionately stated as he took a look at his two friends cringing in pain. Then he took a fighting stance, "Actually, I'm knocking you out cold for the sake of sanity for my two friends."
"Foolish, surprisingly healthy looking red haired ninja! You stand no chance against the power of… Sister Nature!" Crocker cried as he took the artifact from somewhere unmentioned and made its power shine.
Many thorny roots sprouted out and quickly attacked Season, but the Shoku warrior of Thunder quickly weaved around the plants and headed straight for Crocker.
"Wow, that some well choreographed movements…" Crocker watched as he ignored and avoided the thorns expertly. Crocker also ignored Season jumping in front of him and back handing him unconscious with one hit.
The amulet flew into the air, only to land into Season's right palm. He sighed at the damage to the house and the mental scars his friends were now living through. "Better undo all of this madness first… Sister Nature!" Season cried as all plants started sinking into the ground. Using the still active effect of the Wu, Season pointed it at Mr. Crocker and turned his skin back into that pale dark-ish color.
Season put the Wu in his pocket and walked casually to his cringing friends.
"Guys, it's over. You can open your eyes now."
"Not now Season, I'm doing my absolute best to recall all the things I do enjoy to overshadow my recent memory!" FF said as he still cringed on the ground.
Season looked at Timmy who seemed to be huddling to himself and sucking his thumb.
You know, he couldn't help but notice that, if taken out of context, he would look like he had just knocked out three innocent bystanders, totaled a house, and was now looming over a fallen man like a villain.
Season chuckled. What was the chance of someone misinterpreting—
"Stop right there, scumbag!"
…
Season slowly turned his head and groaned at the sight.
There were a good nine people facing him right now with weapons, magic, canons, mystical artifacts, and martial stances... all aimed at him.
"Déjà vu…" Season muttered under his breath.
"Jack Spicer, prepare yourself for another most humiliating defeat!"
[Location: Season's World, Justice League Base# 4 Time: 11:59 P.M.]
Chaos, pure Chaos.
The remainder of the Justice League was under attack by a faction known as the Heylin Knights.
This time; however, they assisted in their assault by the Teen Tyrants.
Nine figures pointed their martial stances, mystical artifacts, canons, magic, and weapons at two shivering nerds.
"Jack Season, prepare yourself for glorious battle!"
"I'm getting the worst case of Déjà vu!" Spicer cried out.