Previously on The Rise of Toontankamen...

The Toons were prisoners! The trio looked at their captors to find the Traitoons.

"Okay," said Wonderbump, "We need to rally more Toons."

"We can't. They're all captured." Flippy argued.

"Not ALL of them."

"Alright. The plan is ready, so get a good night's rest. You're gonna need it." said Flippy.

'Hmm... Everyone's already asleep... The Toons are clueless about what lies ahead. I need to protect them by eliminating most of the obstacles...'

Now on to Chapter 4.

Chapter 4: Journey to the Center of Toontown

Bubbles and her group woke up in the morning. She looked next to her, where Wonderbump was sleeping, but she found a rude awakening in her surprise: Wonderbump was gone! The other Toons quickly noticed and stared in shock.

"Wonderbump! He's gone!" Professor Pete shouted in hysteria.

"Thanks, Captain Obvious," remarked Li'l Oldman, being a tough bunny like always.

My brother... gone... Bubbles thought. "I never knew Wonderbump for long," Pie Power said, "but I can tell life will be hard without him."

"Look, we can't just give up," Flippy said,"I know we all miss him, but we have to save the mourning for later. We need a new leader."

"Well," began Pie Power, "you seem fairly confident about the situation; I can see why you're the mayor. I think you should lead us. You guys agree?" Everyone nodded.

"Alright then, it's settled," stated Flippy.

After that, the Toon Militia had breakfast and Flippy explained what had happened. Then, they traveled to the Ancient Flippicus Monument. Then, at the center of the monument, Traitoon mystics were opening the portal to the Toontown Underground. A few heavily-armored Traitoons seemed to lead the way as they ventured down into the tunnel. What they didn't know was that the Toon Militia were in pursuit, and were swiftly defeated using intense-power squirt guns.

"They're out cold," Flippy said, "but more Traitoons are already deeper into the maze. We have to hurry."

The Toon Militia continued on their way, when Bubbles asked, "Flippy, when the CEO attacked, he was made of solid gold. Why do you think that was?"

"Well," Flippy began, "the Traitoons must now have possession of a Golden Gag, which makes things a lot worse, then used its power on the CEO, in the hopes of eliminating me, being the new mayor and all."

"I see."

The Toon Militia continued on their way, but what they didn't know was that a dark, stealthy figure was racing down the cave ahead with the greatest of ease.

Yes. The figure thought. Keep walking... your doom awaits soon... very, very soon... An Elite Traitoon was walking down the cave alone, being a fellow of arrogance, thinking he could brave the maze on his own and meet up with his comrades at the core.

The figure raced across the caverns, appearing only as a fast, unnatural shadow. It waited on the roof... then, it leaped onto the Elite Traitoon. The known enemy tried to fight off the figure, only to be chained at the corridor without warning, being caught by the surprise. the Elite Traitoon struggled to free himself of the metallic bonds, but the figure went in front of him, letting him see him clearly.

The figure was a Toon, for sure, and it wore trim yet muscular battle armor that was black like the night, its ability to blend in with the environment made obvious. The Elite Traitoon looked up and saw its helmet, covering near all of its head, excluding enough eye space for it to see and the edge of the nose, making the species clearer and more confusing at the same time. Its ears were covered by metallic blades, with small spikes protruding from them.

"W-W-Who are you! What do you want!" said the Elite Traitoon, knowing fear for the first time.

"I am IRON HOG," the figure said, "your kind has been a nuisance to us since time immemorial, a considerable amount to me, but now, with you dead, I will be one step closer to eliminating you all. NOW YOU DIE!"

With that being said, the Iron Hog made a series of lightning-fast slashes and odd powers, putting an end to the Elite Traitoon's life. Things are coming along nicely. Iron Hog thought. I am serving my allies well. Now, to continue with the mission.

Iron Hog stood for a few minutes, possibly having thoughts of regret, but quickly set those thoughts aside as it continued on its way.

Suspense says it all, guys! What does the mysterious figure Iron Hog want? What will become of the Toon Militia? Hopefully this won't last too long; I'm already starting on my next chapter. Stay Toony, my friends.