A/N: Here's another chapter, hope you enjoy it. Hopefully you're all enjoying this. *Cough* Sometimes I wonder because of the lack of reviews.

"Omicron Persei eight declared war on the DOOP today as well as the DOOP's sworn enemy the COOP. When Lrr ruler of Omicron Persei eight discovered that the bank where he keeps his money was robbed. The majority of his savings were lost and the bank could not refund all of his money so he declared war on the DOOP for failing to protect his assets. He declared war on the COOP a few hours later when he learned it was a communist that held the bank and made off with his money." Fry looked away from the television at his hand, How could I forget to take the communist career chip out?

"Destiny perhaps." Nibbler answered, as if reading his mind, "Things have been set in motion and not even you- the mighty one can stop it… until the clash of the seven armies begins."

Fry pulled the communist chip out of his palm and tossed it into the nearest trash can. He breathed heavily for a few moments then looked at the tiny alien, "So what happens next?"

"Two armies have yet to rise up."

Fry rolled his eyes, "Let's say that these two armies already exist and they're out there… what happens then?"

"A battle the likes of which the universe has never seen."

"Then what?"

"If evil emerges victorious, the universe will be consumed by a reign of terror that culminates in the universe's destruction."

"Who's the bad guys though?"

"That will be up to you Philip."

Fry wasn't used to being called Philip, even his own mother referred to him as Fry, the only people that didn't call him Fry were his parents, and of course Yancy, "Let's say I chose the good guys, then what happens?"

"Well… with all evil destroyed at its roots I'd have to guess that a long period of peace would ensue."

"How long?"

"Not sure… maybe a thousand years."

"That's a long time…"

Fry sat and thought about how nice that would be, no evil in the universe for a thousand years. Leela stirred in her bed and he snapped out of his trance, she rolled over to face him and opened her eye. She squinted at him then spoke, "Fry, you look like you just came out of a warzone."

"Long story, anyway how do you feel?"

Leela looked at him for a moment, obviously assessing her situation, "I've been better."

"You still look amazing."

Leela blushed and batted her eyelash, flattered by Fry's straight forward response, "Thanks Fry."

She reached out and hugged him, Fry wasn't prepared for this and it took him a moment to relax and hug her back- the burglary had really put him on edge. I have to tell her. Before Fry could confess his crimes to the purple haired mutant the television did so for him, "Again… the criminals' names are Philip J. Fry and Bender Bending Rodriguez. If you have any information on the whereabouts of either criminal the police are offering a one million dollar reward."

Leela raise her eyebrow, "Fry… what did you do?"

"Um… uh… Leela… please don't be mad."

"No promises."

"Bender and I… we… robbed a bank to pay for your surgery."

Leela's eye widened, "Fry, I'm flattered… but… why? …What surgery?"

"Because you kinda got shot and your surgery cost two hundred thousand dollars so we kinda had to steal it."

Leela took the news surprisingly well, she didn't hit Fry; she didn't even yell at him, "You robbed a bank for me?"

"Yup, and I'd do it again, but that would be it coz it was hard."

"That's so sweet."

She kissed him, this didn't seem like the best time for Fry to be kissing her but he didn't care, he gladly kissed her back. Before it had any chance to escalate Bender entered the room, "Hey Meatba-", he paused at the sight of Leela and Fry kissing, "I'll just pretend that I didn't see that."

Fry and Leela pulled away from each other, Fry gave Bender a slightly disgusted look, but addressed him anyway, "What Bender?"

"I counted the dough and it seems that we still have three hundred million. Let's go already!"

Fry turned back to Leela, "How long do you need to pack?"

"Pack?" Leela asked, wrinkling her forehead in confusion.

"Yeah, we have to go… the cops will be here soon."

Leela considered what fleeing with Fry would entail. She'd be a fugitive, on the run from the law for the rest of her life, she'd have money, but what kind of life would she have. Her only company would be Fry- which didn't bother her- and Bender. What kind of life would their children have? Oh lord, she was thinking about children. She was snapped back to reality by a sudden outburst from the Bending unit by the door, "We don't have time for this."

Leela looked at Fry, "Fry… I can't go with you... I can't do that to my parents. I'll always cherish the time we spent together, but I can't go with you."

"But Leela", Fry fought back tears, "If you loved me you'd come with me."
Leela didn't answer him- how could she? She didn't have time to anyway as Bender grabbed Fry by the back of his collar and dragged him out of the saying, "Okay you got your answer let's go!"

Fry dug his heels into the tile flooring in a futile attempt to stop Bender, How could she say no? She said she loved me. How can she do this to me? Bender dragged Fry into the elevator and out into the parking lot where he broke into and hotwired a car. Bender opened the passenger seat and threw the dazed Fry into it. Fry watched Bender make his way back around the car towards the driver seat. Out of the corner of his eye he saw someone running towards them, someone still in their hospital gown, her purple hair flowed free of its usual ponytail and she held a tiny black alien in her arms, "Wait!"

Bender stopped in his tracks and spun his head to see who was shouting at him, of course it was Leela. She slowed to a stop near the driver side door, "I'll drive, you do what you need to do to make sure we get where we're going."

"So you're coming with us?" Fry asked, suddenly filled with energy.

"Yes, without a captain you wouldn't get halfway to Saturn." She smiled, and then kissed him again.

Bender situated himself in the back and readied his heavy machine gun. Leela released Nibbler onto Fry's lap and started the car. She yanked back on the wheel and stepped on the gas pulling out of the hospital parking lot, "We'll steal the Planet Express ship."

Bender and Fry exchanged looks then nodded in agreement, Leela had it all figured out- she'll get us out of this. Fry buckled himself in then checked to be sure that Leela was also buckled in; he didn't want what happened to Roberto to happen to her. There was no heat on the trio so they were able to make their way to the Planet Express building without any trouble. Once they entered the building was when the trouble began, Fry scanned his hand on the front door to the building. That was probably a mistake. Immediately alarms sounded throughout the building as the trio made their way to the hanger. Fry and Bender began to prepare the ship while Leela- along with Nibbler –ran off to get clothes from her locker, after all she was still in a hospital gown. Fry was in the bridge, firing up the engines when he burst in through the front doors, armed with a laser pistol and accompanied by four DOOP soldiers- the infamous Zapp Brannigan. Fry ran to the ship's armory and snatched up a laser pistol of his own, he raced out of the bridge and down the stairs. He had to get to Leela before the lunatic playboy did. He sprinted through the building into the locker room, to find Leela pulling her tank top over her head. She saw the panicked look on his face and asked, "Are the police are here?"

"Worse", Fry managed to blurt out in between breaths, "Zapp Brannigan."

"Him?"

"Yeah, him", Fry took her hand and began to pull her along when Zapp burst into the locker room.

"Well if it isn't the lovely Leela", he turned his attention to Fry, "And the communist scum."

Fry didn't respond, his mind was busy concocting a plan to get out, or at least get Leela out. Fry still clutched the laser pistol and he pulled Leela in close to him and pointed the gun at her head, "Go along with it", he whispered in her ear. She immediately put on the most terrified face she could manage and waited for Fry's next move.

"How communistic of you to use a woman as a human shield", Zapp lowered his pistol, "Only if I'd figured you out sooner."

"Move away from the door Brannigan." Fry said as menacingly as possible.

"Do it Zapp, he's nuts." Leela chimed in, doing her best to sound helpless.

Zapp didn't budge, "Not without Leela, it'd be a crime to let the communist get the girl. When this becomes a movie I want to get the girl, so let's just let her go… whatever your name is."

Fry's expression hardened, "You're seriously worried about a god damn movie? Her life is at steak you idiot."

"Zapp, he's going to shoot me if you don't move."

"Calm those luscious lips Leela."

Leela rolled her eye and crossed her arms, which looked a little ridiculous with Fry pointing a gun at her head. Damn, he's not going to move. Fry realized that Zapp was dead set on 'saving' Leela. His mind quickly began searching for a plan that would save Leela from any harm. Leela would be safe if I left her behind, they don't even know she was helping me. Fry whispered in Leela's ear again, "Leela, I love you more than life itself, and I can't let you take the fall for my actions."

Fry threw Leela forward as gently as he could manage, it hurt a little watching Zapp catch her, but at least she wasn't going to die- or go to prison. He pushed past Zapp- who was far too preoccupied with Leela to give chase immediately –and out the locker room, tears building in his eyes. Stupid Zapp, he ruined everything. Fry climbed the stairs to the bridge, threw himself into the pilot's seat and pulled back on the yolk, lifting the ship out of the Planet Express building's hanger. Fry looked down, into the now empty hanger; Zapp had finally chased after him and was barking orders into a communicator on his wrist. Leela was close behind him, she waved at the ship, and Fry could see that she too was crying- he'd wanted her to come along so badly. Fry thought about going back for her, but a horde of police cars made him rethink this.

I hate Zapp Brannigan. With every fiber of my being I hate him. He slept with Leela, twice. Fry realized he'd slept with her more times than Zapp, but the thought still bothered him. Just the thought of Zapp touching her, let alone sex- Fry cringed at the very thought. Fry didn't hate Zapp when he first slept with Leela. That was of course before he himself fell for her. However, from the moment Fry longed for Leela to be more than a friend on he despised the blonde haired idiot who captained the Nimbus. You took Leela from me. Now I'll never see her again. If you ever give me the chance I'll kill you. I'll fucking kill you.

Fry turned the ship onto square root sixty six. As usual it was bustling with traffic, hover cars and spaceships darted this was and that. Fry was terrified, but at the same time overjoyed at what he saw ahead of him in the opposite side of traffic, the Nimbus. He switched on the communications line and a few moments later Zapp's image appeared on the screen; Fry instantly shut it off, he'd seen all he needed to see, Brannigan is on the Nimbus. Fry poured on speed and maneuvered the tiny frigate into the far left lane of traffic, adrenalin coursed through his body. It looked like he was going to get his wish, I don't know how, but I'm going to kill him. In one swift motion Fry switched into the opposite side of the starway. Oncoming traffic zipped past him. He jerked the yolk this way and that, the ship perfectly in tune with his every move. It was like dancing, fluid and free flowing. Eventually ships began to avoid him on their own and he had to do less maneuvering. The Nimbus was several kilometers away and closing quickly. Fry opened up the throttle and aimed directly at the massive starship, "Bender get on the turret and don't fire until I say." Bender took a drag of his cigar and mounted the turret; Fry continued his course for the Nimbus, beckoning Brannigan to rise to the occasion.

"Fry old buddy, you're going to change course right?"

Fry narrowed his eyes and tightened his grip on the yolk, but didn't answer the robot.

"Fry?"

Still Fry did not speak, he was too fed up in the moment to be bothered by talking to Bender, right now he was focused on the bigger picture.

"Kiff isn't that the bank robbers' ship?" Zapp stood from his seat and pointed to a tiny green ship on the horizon.

"Yes." Kiff said with a sigh.

"Then it is time we show them that crime doesn't pay. Fire torpedo one on my mark, Ten…"

"Sir wouldn't it be easier to just fire the torpedo now rather than counting down?"

"I'm the captain Kiff, and I'm right. As I was saying, Nine…"

Fry pushed the yolk in as far as it would go, warning lights flashed all over the bridge- alerting him that the ship's structural integrity was being compromised by the breakneck speeds it was traveling at –but Fry ignored them all, his eyes fixed on the Nimbus.

"…Eight…"

"Bender, the first torpedo tube is on the Nimbus' right side. Aim there." Fry shouted over the sirens warning him of the imminent collision.

"…Seven…"

The Nimbus was growing closer; Fry swerved to avoid some oncoming traffic that chose not to get out of his way, but quickly came back to his original course. He was seeing red, maybe it was hate. Is it even possible to hate someone this much? His mind asked him. Yes. Fry answered himself, keeping his eyes trained on the Nimbus. No, that's not it… well at least not entirely. It's her. You just love her that much. Fry realized just how right his brain was, he really did love Leela that much, and he was finally about to get her all for himself when Zapp came along and stuffed it up. And I almost had her too. Zapp needs to pay, he took her from me. He waggled the ship back and forth in an effort to taunt Zapp.

"He's teasing us Kiff, can you believe that? If he wants to play like that I can skip a few numbers… five… four…"

Fry continued his trek toward the massive starship, not budging from his suicidal course.

"Oh god Kiff, he's not turning! …Three…two-one-fire!" Zapp shouted, standing up and pointing at the Planet Express ship, "Blast those Commie bastards off my starway."

The Nimbus was only half a kilometer away and Fry was beginning to worry that the idiot hadn't seen him. Suddenly the torpedo one tube came to life as a torpedo flew from its depths. In that instant Fry knew he'd won, that imbecile had done almost exactly as he'd expected. "Fire!" Fry shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice coming out higher in pitch than he'd intended. There was a brief moment where nothing happened, a moment of absolute silence save the warnings flashing all over the bridge. Fry held his breath, better not miss Bender. Bender pulled the trigger and a volley of laser rounds peppered the torpedo, causing it to detonate prematurely. The explosion rocked the Nimbus, it was like the Fourth of July and Freedom Day put together. The explosion was just so massive. The torpedo had set off the other torpedoes, waiting patiently in their tubes, and those torpedoes set off the ship's ammunition cache. The Nimbus' entire right side was engulfed in a fireball, and although it quickly died out it still had enough time to wreak havoc on the starship. Most of the right side of the side was destroyed, black smoke vented from a multitude of gaping holes in the ship's side. Fry couldn't see what had happened to the bridge through the smoke, but he opened the communications line up for a split second to shout out in victory, "Fuck you Zapp!"

He'd knocked the Nimbus out of commission, but not its aircraft. A squadron of fighter jets emerged from the black haze. "Bender, Fighters!" Fry shouted, slowing the ship down as he turned the ship back onto the correct side of traffic. The Nimbus had stopped in its place, blocking traffic on the other side of the starway and even Fry knew it'd be idiotic to stay put. Fry pulled into the middle lane of the starway, trying to blend in, but they fighters must have been tracking him- they too turned onto this side of the highway. Fry put the throttle back to the firewall and maneuvered into the left lane, the fighters immediately gave chase. A missile whizzed over the roof of the Planet Express ship, slamming into an innocent car in front of him. They're killing innocent people! Bender fired off a few rounds from the turret, but stopped when a truck came between the Planet Express ship and the jets. Bender has morals? No he must just know that the odds of hitting the fighters through the truck are little to none. However, to everyone else on the starway it seemed as if the criminals had more morality than the DOOP. The jets pulled up and began to fly over the truck, Bender put the lead fighter in his corsairs and squeezed the trigger, hammering the jet with laser fire, it exploded and Bender picked a new target. As he opened fire on the next jet, the flight dispersed. He couldn't follow them as they weaved in and out of traffic, firing off bursts of gunfire as they saw fit. Bender sporadically fired back, whenever another ship was not in his line of sight. A salvo laser rounds from one of the fighters found its mark, peppering the Planet Express ship's hull just forward of the engines. Fry knew that the ship could not take much more of a beating and began looking for an exit ramp he could take. He found none. Then it happened again, the world seemed to freeze, flash black and white… then go back to normal. He scanned the area again, remembering what had happened in the bank earlier. There it was, no more than a kilometer ahead of him- and exit ramp. It hadn't been there just a second ago. Beyond it was a wormhole, a purple swirl that brought light to the expansive darkness of space. Fry couldn't give this much more thought as a maelstrom of bullets rained down on the ship. Fry jerked the yolk to his right and the ship responded smartly. It cut across all six lanes of the starway. Ships swerved and franticly slammed on the brakes to avoid hitting the battered frigate that was cutting them off. Fry pulled the ship out of its turn as it got onto the ramp. The fighters had to choose; they could let Fry go- knowing it was their fault he escaped –or they could pursue him onto the exit ramp where Bender would have a clear, unobscured shot at them. Two of the three remaining fighters chose the latter. They followed the Planet Express ship as it pulled off of the starway, spraying it with machinegun fire as they went. Without any other ships in the way Bender was able to dispatch both jets in almost no time and the two friends were once again alone. As the ship neared the wormhole Fry glanced at the fuel gage. It was less than half full; he looked back at Bender who had now joined him on the bridge.

"Bender, you should go." Fry managed in between breaths; he was whipped out from the intense space battle that had just transpired, he felt awesome- like Captain Kurk. Bender gave him a bewildered look.

"What do you mean? We're buddies- crime buddies now."

"You should take your cut and go… I'm just going to weigh you down." Fry barely knew what was driving him to say this; he only knew it had something to do with his destiny.

There was a dull clank as Bender crossed his arms, "I'm not leaving you, you're my buddy… and collateral if the cops catch me."

Fry realized that Bender really didn't want to leave him. What does Bender care about more than his friends? Money. Fry stopped the ship since there was no longer any heat on the duo; he crossed the bridge to the navigator's seat where Bender had thrown the duffle bags. Fry took the bag with Bender's cut and added some money from his own bag to it.

"Will this get you to go?"

The robot hesitantly shook his head no. Fry, still holding the bag walked across the bridge to the airlock and stuffed the bag in it, "Fry are you crazy?" The robot bolted across the room, but Fry had already ejected his money into space, Bender knocked him over and sprinted out of the bridge. Fry could hear the ship decompress as Bender threw open the side door and jumped into space after the duffle bag shouting, "Daddy's coming baby!" Fry eased the yolk forward and the ship trudged into the wormhole, just as it closed, leaving Bender alone- drifting after a bag of cash it was impossible to catch.