"Okay, preparing to overtake the Mothership," Grean said through the comlink. "If people shoot, you know the drill: shoot back with whatever you got!"

The screams dialed down in intensity and volume until there was nothing but the clamor for weapons and some muffled curses from Gold.

Grean increased the ship's speed through render space and stole alongside SonicXX's ship. In contrast to the black of space, SonicXX's F.E.A.R. Mothership looked like a large hulking whale, although Grean knew he'd be hard-pressed to find a whale two miles long.

What was that face looking out of the foremost hangar bay? Grean saw it, and tried to look away, but it was unmistakeably SonicXX, and he was grinning. He put his food down in a burst of speed that made his hair stand on end and the world turn unfocused and pixelated.

In very little time they were in front of the massive ship, and Grean soon realized that that was a mistake. On the very front of the ship sat a huge rotating laser cannon, with about a hundred barrels. Each of these spat searing copyblocks at the ship, which glanced off the outside armor but took a large chunk out of the engines. Grean felt the ship start to sink as it flew, towards the planet in front of them which was definitely not Robloxia but a gigantic heaving sun. In seconds the engine was completely gone, and the ship plummeted through space like a lead brick.

"Okay, everybody just keep calm," Grean shouted, "everything's going to be just fine!"

The ship had now descended from render speed and into normal speed again, but it wasn't any less thrilling.

Suddenly Grean thought he could see a blue speck below, and his heart sang. A planet! They were going to crash on a planet, not a sun! The blue speck grew ever closer at phenominal speed, until it was right below them and the atmosphere swallowed them.

With a crash the ship belly-flopped onto a desolate, ice-covered and rainy planet, a dark blue sky hanging like a canopy over the land and the beached ship.

Grean poked his head out of the ruined control room window, and surveyed the land around him.

"We crashed," he pointed out through the intercom, which still worked.

They stepped out onto the surface of this world. The rain pounded their heads and dripped down their clothing. Blackrose held the XLR gun protectively to her, and her little cat ears on the top of her head waggled a little. Ketsuban held his pocket knife in front of him like a swordsman held a saber. Overseer 2 had a copy wand, famed to be the only tool in the universe that could actually create other matter (actually, it was stealing it from another dimension, but that's a whole other story). He used it, as they walked, to slay a large, black rabbit-like thing with a block of stone, just to show he could.

After a while of slogging they stopped at a flat-topped hill to rest. Truth be told, they didn't know why they had come out in the first place and started walking.

Grean studied the hill they were resting on. He frowned. He touched the ground tentatively. It felt hard and rough, like stone. He started to tear off the grass on top of the ground, and discovered a crack. It intersected with another crack, then another, and another. Soon Grean could see a rectangle. It was a brick, a brick made of weathered blocks one blox wide and two blox long.

"I think we're on some sort of ruin," he said to Blackrose and Ketsuban, who were experts on ancient ruins, having blown up one themselves (the Lighthouse of Old Uhtblok).

"I wonder who could live on this desolate pit," Ketsuban wondered.

"People with manic depression?" Overseer 2 hazarded.

"Look over here," Blackrose said suddenly, pointing to the floor. They crawled over on their hands and knees and looked at where Blackrose was pointing. There were old runes scrawled on the bricks. They looked ancient.

"They're code letters," Overseer 2 gasped. "They contain power. Whoever writes with code is a god..."

"That's an old story," Blackrose said derisively, "and anyways, I don't think these contain power. They're written in charcoal and are very very blurred. Besides, isn't magic supposed to be written in gold ink?"

"It could," Overseer 2 said. "That's just there to make it look good. It's the important bit."

He studied the strange letters, which included a capital O with three dots above it and some odd upside-down symbols.

"It's a spawner," he announced. "For something called... Dominus?"

"Like the hoods?" asked Blackrose.

"Probably," answered Overseer 2, "although in my opinion this was before the hoods were made, so it's either a pre-scripting or something really powerful and magical."

"Hey," Grean interjected, staring at the brick across from the writing. The brick was glowing. He stepped back and got to his feet. The rest moved back as well. With a scream a beam of light sprang from the brick. The brick's edges wavered. With a pop, a figure stood inside the beam of light, a figure wearing a hood and cloak. He was blue, ice blue.

"I," the figure began, "am Dominus. How did you summon me, Grean Overseer?"

"I didn't," Grean explained. "It was an accident."

"No matter," Dominus rumbled. Already Gold and some of the Overseer Family soldiers he'd brought with him were staring openmouthed up at Dominus. "I have already made my decision to help you," the deity continued (it had to be a deity; nobody else could stand like that inside a beam of light while speaking words that sounded godlike in and of themselves). "I made it a few days ago when the minion Dalax vanStone came over here with a request for me: a request to kill Grean Overseer. I wiped you from my speech, and told him that I did not know of you. Dalax is already dead; he was melted to death that very day."

He gestured to the sky.

"SonicXX shall come soon, in his metal hulk, and look for the Code. However, I have granted you access to the code labyrinth." He touched the ground with a finger. The brickwork opened slowly like a hatchway, onto darkness. Dominus stepped back over thin air. "It is done," he said. "Go." Dominus vanished.

Grean stared at the hole. It looked big, and deep. He turned back to Overseer 2, Blackrose, and Ketsuban, as well as Gold and his host of soldiers.

"Do any of you have a torch," he asked.

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1x1x1x1's machine was being loaded onto the landing craft. SonicXX stood by, as always, and watched it being pushed up the ramp into the cargo storage area. Then he made his way up the ramp himself. The Overseer greeted him.

"Greetings, master," he boomed. "Are you well?"

"Better than you can possibly imagine," grinned SonicXX. "I will have the code before long, and soon the universe shall be mine, after all these millions of years of waiting." He wrung his hands in glee. "Forged from time, bound together by the creator of Robloxia, and set adrift. It ends here, Grean. It all ends here."

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Grean stepped carefully into the hole, torch burning in one hand. The pit was indeed deep, but ringed with stairs, so it wasn't completely un-navigatable. He backoned for the others to follow him, and took the next step, then the next. His steps echoed.

When they had all made it down about fifty steps, Grean stopped to listen. The faint, echoing sounds of an engine came from above.

"Aw, really," Overseer 2 said indignantly, "he just had to come and crash the party now!"

SonicXX jumped down behind him at that very moment. Grean and the rest quickly hid in the shadows. Overseer 2 looked hurt, until SonicXX said, "Hello Grean."

Overseer 2 gave a cocky grin and turned around.

"Hi there," he said, and kicked SonicXX over the edge and down the center of the stairwell. There was a large crash from below, and then the sound of running feet.

"He's gonna get the Code," shouted Grean, and pelted down the stairs as fast as he possibly could, which was, when you thought about it, pretty fast.

"What's the Code," asked Gold.

"It's the ROBLOX Code," Overseer 2 said as if it were no big deal. "I'll tell you later." He hurried off.

Down at the bottom of the stairs there was a small crater and a partially broken metal door. It looked as though it had been punched through. Grean leaped through the door and found a stone corridor leading to another metal door, which was also punched through. He dashed through the corridor. A spash of water fell on his shoulders but he gave it no heed; he just kept on going.

Overseer 2 stopped at the crater. He looked down into it. A small blob was growing and morphing into a vaguely humanoid shape. As it grew, it resolved itself into an undead, with a bent back and large clawed hands. It leaped at Overseer 2, claws outstretched. Overseer spun away, and the thing smashed itself against a wall and died again, this time for good. He motioned for Blackrose and Ketsu to follow him down the corridor, while the soldiers would stay there and guard.

The trio hurtled after Grean's retreating form.

As a rule, there is, on every planet in the known universe, at least one temple, shrine, assorted collection of religious artifacts, or entire "Vatican City" setup. For example, the two dimensional people on the planet Toodee have a shrine to their six-sided god Hex. The people on Toodee are ranked in society by how many sides they have. Triangles are the lowest and pentagons are the highest in status; single lines are deemed an anomaly and promptly shot. Hex is a six sided god, and to have six sides means divinity, hence the building of a temple. Apparently every planet has at least one deity, meriting for at least one temple. The ice world has Builderman, Telamon, Bazsucki, and last but not least Admin, a mysterious god who is said to have created the ROBLOX Code out of time and sent it out to a random planet. The people who used to live on the ice world (before they all commited suicide at the eve of the 2010 F.E.A.R. war) found the ROBLOX Code nestled inside a hill, and therefore decided to build over the top of the hill and then, underneath, build an unneccesarily large temple, at the far North end of which is the ROBLOX Code, housed in a blast-proof shrine. They also created a key for the Code with the help of Bazsucki, and had that relocated to the possession of Gharm Overseer just for the sheer fun of it.

When Grean arrived at the blast-proof shrine, he found it already occupied. SonicXX stood with a stupid grin on his face as The Overseer unsheathed his blade beside him. There was also a plain looking man with a knowing half smile on his face and a capsule-like device behind him on a handcart.

"Ah, so Grean arrives finally," SonicXX said smoothly, like a buttered duck sailing over a lake of oil. "I assume that was your brother back there who kicked me very hard in the chest?"

"Yes." Grean tried to hide a smile, but bits of it slipped through. SonicXX didn't slap him; he merely continued with his monologue which Grean had heard before in some different wordings.

"I'm about to win, Grean. You realize that, right? I'm about to claim your universe, the one you apparently want to keep safe. The one that made your pretty friend shoot me in the head the first time. The one that made you so bent on fighting back when I activated Mount Bloxxar. The one that made you try to stop me, both on Javion and Akmardt. But every time you've failed to wipe me out, and that must really irk you, Grean. I also have here to help me this fine evening The Overseer, your great-grandfather; as well as that I have 1x1x1x1, and you already know about him. So you're outgunned. Plus, I have at my disposal ninja assassins, undead warriors, brutes from the nethers of the nethers of Robloxia and Korbloxia, and a few other things, too."

"Speaking of a few other things," a voice came from behind Grean, "eh... we sort of scraped 'em up." It was Ketsuban, holding up an enormous Trollmech with the help of Overseer 2, while Blackrose pointed her XLR at The Overseer's head.

"And we warn you, you, you little... can't think of a word bad enough," Overseer 2 said tiredly, "we are gonna drill you till you crack like a plastercast and let us fix the broken arm of the universe!" He looked around for general approval. The Overseer raised his middle finger at him.

"Yes, totally outgunned," SonicXX said lazily. "Kill them, Overseer, and make it quick." The Overseer put down his middle finger and strode over, which is why at that precise moment Ketsuban put the Trollmech in front of them. The clang of a God Sword on finest class Robloxicorp Supertitanium Diamondium Burningstone Bedrock Armor was something you had to be there to hear. For starters it cut right through it like butter.

Ketsuban looked at Grean.

"I swear it worked earlier with the psycho swordsmen down at the door," he said.

The Overseer took another swipe and the tip of the sword caught Ketsuban on his shoulder. There was a disconcerting crack. Ketsuban screamed and clutched at his arm. He was also thrown backward through the metal door and onto his back on the floor beyond. Grean took out his deletion hammer and whacked The Overseer's sword with the prongs. The Overseer tried to attack again, but Grean parried, just barely. Using the angle of the parry, however, The Overseer swung down with the middle of his sword, but merely hit the ground as Grean ducked and rolled to the left, into a statue of Telamon.

The Overseer watched as Grean climbed the statue and finally stood on top of the monumental head, brandishing his hammer and keeping a somewhat steady balance. Blackrose started to scream at him to come down. The Overseer reached back and punched both Blackrose and Overseer 2 into the right hand section of wall. With his sword hand he cut one of the statue's legs off, then aimed for the other, but SonicXX said, "That wouldn't be fair," as he tried to open the Code's safe with a laser cutter.

Grean slashed suddenly with the prongs and they caught The Overseer's sword edge, chipping it. The Overseer stared for a half moment, then roared with anger at the chipping of his sword and lunged at Grean. But Grean had also, at the moment of chipping, leaped and come to rest on The Overseer's giant shoulders. The Overseer tried to figure this out, and groped madly for the small man clinging to his mighty shoulder. Grean moved to a diferent location, somewhere near the nape of his neck. A squeeze somewhere in that region made The Overseer give a grunt. He swung the sword wildly around in the air for a second, then fell sprawling onto the floor. Unfortunately, this caught Grean in the space between the giant's shoulderblades, and he wriggled to escape.

Blackrose limped over and tried to lift The Overseer up. She couldn't, not on her own. She sighed heavily.

"Grean," she said to Grean, "I'm going to need your help with this."

Meanwhile, away from the fighting, SonicXX was getting desperate. He'd tried a sledgehammer. It obviously did not work, as this safe was designed to withstand explosions up to a supernova's scale. He cursed and tried to open it with dark sparkling fireballs. Of course it didn't work.

"You know, you could just use this key right here," said Overseer 2 from behind him.

"Wha-how did you get behind me so fast?" SonicXX asked, genuinely surprised.

"Maybe listen next time," Overseer 2 said. "How's that bruise on your chest, big guy?"

"I have eliminated the bruise," SonicXX snarled. "And soon I shall do the same to you, you insolent little-"

"Uh, uh, uh," Overseer 2 chided. "I'm the only one who knows which pocket I put the key in." SonicXX withdrew the cloud of blistering dark fire he was preparing to launch against this suicidal man.

"Hand it over," he said, trying to sound evil.

"You have to guess which pocket it's in first," Overseer 2 challenged. "It's a little habit of mine." SonicXX tried to hold down his rage.

"Fine," he accepted, "I'll play your little game. Okay... left pocket?"

"Nope," Overseer 2 said. "Too vague."

"Bottom left?"

"Nah, too east to step on."

"Top left?"

"I know what a thief is, y'know."

SonicXX, after finally guessing all the pockets he could, asked in exhasperation, "WELL WHAT POCKET DO YOU USE, MAN?!"

"I actually switched the key from my pocket to Ketsuban's on the flight over here," Overseer 2 grinned. "Nice seeing ya." He vanished into the shadows as a stream of fire came from SonicXX's hands towards the place he'd originally been. SonicXX strode over to the broken form of Ketsuban, and turned him over. Ketsuban whimpered. SonicXX sought in the pocket, and came out with the trowel. He grinned at it, and strode back over to the safe.

Blackrose and Grean struggled to move The Overseer's prone form, and had at last moved him to within an inch of Grean's boots. Grean decided he'd be sent to Banland if he kept the boots instead of going and saving everything in existance, and popped out of his boots and onto his feet.

"Thanks, Blackrose," he said. "We need to get the key back from SonicXX. He's over near the safe."

SonicXX eased the key into the lock mechanism of the Code vauld, reached his hand in, and pulled out the Code itself. It was a pyramid of some shimmering iridescent stone or crystal, inlaid with some goldish material and glowing with a pulsing blue light. SonicXX held the Code up so he could see, on the underside, the writing of the code. He stared at it for a few seconds. A smile pulled across his lips. From his position on the ceiling, Overseer 2 saw it and sighed in exhasperation. He always was the one for creepy smiles, wasn't he?

"I have won now, Grean," SonicXX said, pointing the Code Key at Grean and Blackrose like a gun. "The Code is in my posession, and the universe shall soon be mine. But first, let's all enjoy the doomsday machine my talented friend 1x1x1x1 has created. 1x1x1x1, do show us how it works."

The veteran hacker cleared his throat.

"The doomsday machine functions on exploitation," he explained. "You can exploit a quadrant or server to do whatever you want, and in this case the doomsday device contains the correct code to burn everything in every quadrant, in every part of the universe. The universe is infinite, but I have figured out an infinite number system for the doomsday device which does indeed allow it to count up to infinity. Therefore it is failsafe." He stopped speaking and unlocked a hatch in the machine's front. Inside was a lever. It was red, and simple looking.

Grean reckoned that if the lever was pulled, the room would catch on fire and he'd die along with Blackrose and Ketsuban and Overseer 2 and all the rest of them. He reached out and clasped Blackrose's hand. At least the universe would end with them together.

1x1x1x1 grasped the lever and pulled it down with a clunk. There was ear-splitting silence. Then the machine hummed and a small red light on the top came to life. The room started to grow warmer by degrees. Grean shut his eyes and squeezed Blackrose's hand. Then, miraculously, the temperature dropped. There was a sputtering sound and Grean opened his eyes to see the machine was, gently, on fire.

SonicXX slowly turned his head and looked at 1x1x1x1.

"You said it would work," he frowned.

"I used it on another dimension and it worked perfectly," 1x1x1x1 said.

"Which one?"

"The Great Infinite Grasslands... sir?"

SonicXX took a step forwards and raised his fist.

"If I ever get revenge-" he stated, but then 1x1x1x1 blew up in a black shockwave that knocked SonicXX across the room and into the far wall. Unluckily for him, he fell onto the statue of Clockwork, which was unfortunate, because Clockwork, in his lifetime, was very fond of spiky armor.

Grean stared at the corpse of SonicXX hanging by his chest, impaled on a knee spike. The Code rolled over the floor, quivered, and stopped, resting point-up on the ground. Grean walked over and picked it up. A small scream and escape of red vapor was being sucked into the Code's tip, dissapearing and unforming into individual droplets a hair's breadth across, which soon vanished themselves. SonicXX's soul was being reclaimed. The Code had weakened him enough for him to become mortal.

Ketsuban was just waking up. He groaned and clutched at his arm as he walked. Grean was almost about to set the code in its safe, when a thought struck him.

"Ketsu," he said, "do you mind if you lend me your arm for a bit?" Ketsu shrugged with his good shoulder and exposed the damaged shoulder. Grean held the Code up to the wound. The skin knit together again, making a seamless whole. Grean, with a new idea buzzing around in his head, ran back along the corridor, up the stairs (this took him a while) and out onto the desolate landscape. He held the Code up to the tortured sky. The sky grew brighter. The rain stopped. The landscape, after eons of getting no sunlight, relished it and sent the clock of life spinning at a million times the normal speed. Trees grew. Grass sprung up. Random birds met other random birds and made lots of little baby birds.

As Grean stared, a shuttlecraft came down through the trees and landed in a clearing which had housed a colony of rapidly aging rabbits before the ship had squashed them all. A ramp opened and Builderman stepped out, followed by Telamon, Bazsucki, Shedletsky, and Dusek. All the admins stood in front of the ramp of the ship. Then as one they saluted.

"We will take you back to Robloxia, when you are ready," Builderman said to Grean. Grean nodded, then, his work done, ran all the way back down to the suddenly brightly lit and rabbit-infested temple and gently placed the Code back in its safe. He then locked the doors to it, and said, "Blackrose, all you, including Overseer 2 who is on the ceiling, we should probably be going now."