Supernatural: Chronicles of the Order 4

Chapter 20: The Greatest Prank War Ever Told

(DISCLAIMER: No, I don't own Supernatural because it belongs to Eric Kripke and Warner Bros. So, enjoy the show! Rated M for graphic violence, adult content, and adult language.)

Visenya was busy getting the laundry done as she put her load of washed clothes into the dryer, which was on delicate cycle. After spending her hours getting her chores done, she wasn't ready to face off against the upcoming pranks yet as she noticed a bunny slipper sticking out of the dryer next to the sink. When she opened it up, she saw the bunny slipper expanding into a much larger one as it was big enough to lay on a carpet. By the time Dean came into the laundry room, he was in a pranking mood as Visenya wasn't too happy with him right now, for the prank war that went on all over the Kurokage was about to get much worse in mind. It was something that occurred so far, but the incident with the bunny slipper was just the worst of what would go on next.

"Don't you have anything better to do than put bunny slippers into the dryer?" she said.

"It's better than being bored out of my gourd all the live long," said Dean.

"You've been on a roll lately. I bet that Magda's gonna flip when she sees you causing lots of trouble on the horizon."

"I got bombarded by water balloons earlier by Magda, but I'm not out of the game of being in this prank war just yet."

"Does Sam know about this?"

"He's too busy being stuck in the sickbay, but we're having fun before we hit Nedegratys where that second factory is placed at. Still, I wanna hit Darbus where it hurts after what he did to Sam and his family by kicking them out almost seven months ago. He even killed Ippei Mitani, who was not only an Elder of the Order, but a close friend who didn't deserve to get killed at the hands of that arrogant son-of-a-bitch."

"I heard all about what happened to Ippei, Dean. The guy was known for not only his mental abilities, but he once overthrew the mayor of New Capua on Claudius three hundred years ago when he was in his prime back in the day. He had his friends with him: Cletus MacVicker, Tythonus and Marthonus Vallon, and even his own brother, Kazuo, who became the Medic General of the Medical Corps. Oh, they survived such dangers coming from the mayor's men and gladiators that were chucked in the colosseum back in the day."

"And I'm hoping to have Sam survive this prank war if need be after what happened to him at the hands of Rodney Grellis. I'm more than glad that he got his due when he's busy rotting in Belbe Citadel on Gehenna. As for General Truax and his son, they're getting it coming when I tear a new one in them 'cause their loyalty to Darbus will fade away the moment we all get done with them."

Dean made his point clear as he was itching to eliminate Darbus Toller and his supporters. As for Visenya, however, she was staring at the bunny slipper that filled the floor as she had a feeling that the prank war that started up would be getting much worse along the way. Still, it was a brand of fun that kept Dean busy as he was ready to pull a fast one on everyone that was there in the Kurokage. The memories of past prank wars filled him with such excitement as he would soon go on a rampage with plenty of stuff at his disposal, for it was something that got him out of his boredom so far...

I was up and alert as I was back in my quarters after all. When I was sitting on the bed, I was relieved by the sense of the humorous show that Dean and Kevin subjected me to yesterday as I didn't have any problems with what I was going through. By the time I noticed Reiko coming into the room, she had Carly with her as she was crying her eyes out the moment I saw whipped cream on her head. I had a feeling that a prank war would be brewing as I had to do something about it in which I suspected that one of the other children other than the twins and the girls were behind it,

"Dirk and Gyatso were picking on me!" I heard Carly cry as she was sticky with the whipped cream on her head. "They wouldn't quit, either!"

"You took the full brunt of the whipped cream attack, didn't you?" I said as Carly nodded. "I'll talk to the boys about this and tell them not to do it again, alright?"

"But it wasn't Dirk or Gyatso this time," said Reiko.

"But I know that they did it!" yelled Carly. "They should be sitting in the corner for it!"

"Calm down, fusspot; I'll deal with the calamity on this ship the sooner I get to the bottom of what is going on so far."

I went out of my quarters as I saw Dean coming at me with the whipped cream in his hand. In that moment, I was caught in the crossfire as I felt the whipped cream be nozzled into my face. I noticed Dean staring at me as he was grinning like a Cheshire cat with what was left of the can of whipped cream in his hand. In a bizarre sense, I was caught up in a prank war as it wasn't about to end quietly the moment I had to keep the peace around the Kurokage in midflight to Nedegratys, which was the location of the second factory where Darbus Toller's artificial creations were being generated and manufactured. Still, I had to deal with it as I wasn't about to hear the end of it anytime soon, for I couldn't let this escalate too much the moment I was ready to put my foot down.

"Gotcha, Sammy!" cried Dean as he was giving the thumbs-up. "I bet that you would shave with that foam all over you!"

"Very funny!" I yelled. "What you're doing is causing a prank war that can escalate if you're not careful on this ship!"

"C'mon, you gotta lighten up somehow or else you'll end up back in the sickbay again. Besides, you can't just put yourself in a boring sterile environment forever, you know."

"You asked for it!"

"Yeah, and I got the whipped cream at my disposal, Sammy!"

"There he is!" yelled Dirk as he had Gyatso tailing him the moment the two of them were covered in whipped cream. "You shouldn't have done that, Dean! Magda's gonna be pissed off that you made off with the whipped cream for tonight's dessert!"

"Son-of-a-bitch..."

"Well, you wanted a prank war, but I'm gonna be the one who will end it," I said. "Even though you started it, I'm gonna be the one who will finish it."

"Just let me drench him in chocolate first, Sam," said Dirk.

Dean was done for as he noticed Dirk armed with a bottle of chocolate syrup in his hands. Sweet revenge came in the form of a bottle of chocolate as I noticed Dirk squirting Dean with it. And so, I was stuck in the middle of the prank war, and this time..., no one is safe from the stuff that is hurled at us on the Kurokage so far. At that moment, I felt the whipped cream and chocolate sauce being hurled at me as I was caught in the middle of the prank war that wasn't about to end very quietly, for I used my raw power to cause a chain reaction to the sweet toppings that blew up everywhere and we were drenched in it big time. When Reiko saw this, she was most likely to put us through the ringer as she was most likely to tell us what we had to do.

"It's bathtime for all of you," she said.

"You heard her," I said.

"I bet that we're not going for the chocolate sauce and whipped cream for a while," said Gyatso.

"It was fun until it got a little too much," said Dirk.

"Yeah, but it was well worth it, too," said Dean. "Besides, we can't just be depressed while being on this hunk of junk all the live long. As soon as we get to Nedegratys, the better we rest on our laurels so we can party onwards."

It was a prank war that was lively until we had to go towards the bathhouse unit to take a bath after what went on earlier. Still, we had fun, but it would soon come to an end the moment we all got cleaned up, for it was something that kept us occupied while cruising all over space like that...

Two thousand years into the past...

Sam was busy getting a shower in after Dean was out in the open in their hotel room as he was fully dressed up in his clothes for the night. After dealing with the debacle about them going into a different dimension that featured them as actors on a television show, both of them were still ready for anything as they had to deal with what went on after getting Sam's soul back several days ago. Just as Sam was about to get ready for bed, he saw Dean armed with a can of whipped cream in one hand and a bottle of chocolate syrup in the other in which there was a prank war that could never be avoided not one bit. As usual, he didn't like to participate in this prank war as he wasn't used to it these days since he got his soul back on the sly. Once again, he was itching to repair the past mistakes he made while going soulless at the time, but he was being further barred from doing so in which Dean was on him like a fly to manure.

"You're not trying to bail out on me, are you?" he heard Dean say as he was caught trying to avoid such fun in the long run. "You can't just go back to hunting half-cocked, you know. You already kicked at that wall in your head twice, but there's no third try this time."

"Go bug someone else," he said as he went towards the bathroom. "Why don't you pester Castiel for once instead of me?! You two already have a good chemistry together."

"Cass ain't here right now, Sammy. All I want is for us to patch things up whether you like it or not."

"Forget it! I did you and Bobby wrong, remember, or have you two ever forgotten? Even though I'm barred from fixing my past mistakes, I can't ignore them forever, you know."

"Sorry, no can do." Dean was ready to do his worst in this prank war until he was stopped directly by Nimi, who came into the room to see what was going on. "You're coming with us for the best prank war in the world, so I suggest that you get strapped in and enjoy the ride."

"No..."

"And what are you gonna do about it after you got your soul shoved back into you?!" yelled Nimi as he was standing firm. "I know exactly what you would do the moment you would get singled out for being known as a coddled crybaby in which you're regretting having your soul shoved back in. I even heard that douchebag, Malcolm Hofstra, bitching about you for not measuring up to the rest of us 'cause he preferred the T-1000 model instead of the same old bitchface we all know and love."

"Perhaps I should've had my soul yanked out so I wouldn't get bullied all the live long... In the end, no one wants a coddled crybaby like me anyway. Why was I put here? I was put here to be kicked around like a ragdoll and that's exactly the way I deserve! The coddled crybaby is nothing but excess baggage and everyone knows it."

"Well, it's better than having a soulless dickbag around! For God's sakes, Sam! You still feel guilty for your past discretions during your work for Crowley and Samuel Campbell by looking for alpha monsters just to open up Purgatory and all you do is feel guilty about having your soul stuffed back into you?! We're doing you a fucking favor by bringing on this prank war that's been going on in this hotel, so I suggest that you play along with it!"

"And if I refuse?"

"Then you'll be labeled a wet blanket by wearing a shirt of the same name, so I suggest that you get off your ass and throw some water balloons or something. You can't just go without having a little fun forever, you know, so I suggest that you revel in the camaraderie before you decompose."

Sam reluctantly agreed as he was being bombarded by chocolate sauce and whipped cream. Still, he didn't want any part of it as he was coated in what was being thrown at him until he noticed a certain nuisance come into the room. It was none other than Malcolm Hofstra himself as he wasn't too happy with Sam for being around in which he had the itch to pummel him again, even when he got his soul back. Both Dean and Nimi had nothing but disdain for the man with blond hair and blue eyes coming in here as he was more of a genius than Sam in which he preferred the "my way or the highway" approach.

"We should get a move on into looking for answers about the Mother of All, not play in an all-out prank war!" they heard Malcolm yell as he was also glaring at Sam in a nasty way. "I see that the coddled crybaby's back instead of the new and improved, which complicates things. Maybe he'll be useful after all when he's nothing but buckshot fodder!"

"You better watch what you say, Malcolm," said Nimi defensively. "Can't you see that he's been through enough after you berated him all the live long when he got his soul back? Hell, he's already feeling guilty about his actions, but you can't let him bust up that wall in his head."

"Someone has to remind him of his past discretions."

"Like what, exactly? Running around without a soul just like T-1000?"

"He was fine without his soul because he was a much sharper hunter that fit the description of 'saving people and hunting things.' If Dean left well enough alone, then none of this would've happened. Sam with his soul back in him is practically useless! Now that he's got that damn thing back into him again, I had to make him clean up his mess back in Bozeman."

"Yeah, and he kicked at that wall in his head twice: once in Bristol, Rhode Island and the other one that you mentioned earlier, so knock your shit off!" Nimi glanced at Sam briefly as he noticed his fists clenched as if he was about to hurt himself. "As for you, you got a long way to go before you go up against the Mother of All right now, so I suggest that you quit your bitchin' and start participating with the prank war that's going on in this hotel."

"I preferred the soulless model instead of the coddled crybaby because he was a lot more efficient than the sad sack in this room!"

"Oh, really? If you prefer the soulless model, then you should see him be like that guy from The Shining when he broke through a door and yelled out, 'Here's Johnny.' Sam did say he was sorry for his actions towards Dean and the old man, but you're adding in more fuel to the fire when I traced your messages in Rhode Island and Montana the moment you decide to punish him like that. Why can't you accept him the moment he paid for all his sins?"

"To put it bluntly, one who commits too many sins doesn't deserve sympathy or forgiveness. It's the only way to make one deal with his or her mistakes. We can all do without Sam's whining for a while, and besides, we're better off without him on this one so far. He's nothing but damaged goods and an abomination that shouldn't be alive right now!"

Sam went into the bathroom and closed the door behind him as he didn't want to hear any more of Malcolm's rants against him. When he stripped off his clothes and stepped into the bathtub, he turned on the water as he felt it from the shower nozzle wash away the whipped cream and chocolate sauce from his head. When he laid in a fetal position, he felt the water pouring all over him as he wanted it all to just go away after hearing Malcolm berating him in both ways. It was something that bogged him down as he just wanted to do away with himself so badly. When he heard the bathroom door open, he ignored it as he heard footsteps coming towards the bathtub. When he sat up, he saw Dean standing next to him as he turned off the water from the shower. He was concerned for his little brother as he didn't want him to suffer too much.

"You're stuck in the funk again, aren't you, Sammy?" he said.

"You should've never shoved my soul back in me in the first place," he answered as he felt tears streaming down his cheeks. "I'm nothing but damaged goods anyway, so I should be bullet fodder for all of you to begin with."

"And you believe that drivel?"

"And you say that my life is on the line... It's never been on the line to begin with and it's better that I'd stay out of the way."

"I told you before that past stays past, you got that? Anyway, I prefer the coddled crybaby instead of the soulless dickbag 'cause that's you in a nutshell. Before you got your soul back, you were arrogant, aloof, and a total dickhead who had no regard for anyone but yourself. After you got your soul back, you're emotional, sensitive, and full of life and nothing will ever change that."

"Are you sure about that..., Dean?"

"I'm positive 'cause you being the proverbial bitchface is a hell of a lot more better than the soulless dickbag any day. Still, you should be having fun here in this hotel 'cause the commotion outside had people up in arms into wielding things in this prank war,"

Sam got up from the bathtub as he put on a white robe and left the bathroom in which he went straight to bed. He didn't want anything to do with the prank war that was going on in this hotel as he went to sleep afterwards. Being berated for having his soul back by Malcolm had already sown seeds of trouble looming towards him, but it would soon be dashed the moment the ongoing prank war will continue as planned. Still, he wanted to just stay away as it wasn't about to be easy in the long run, for he would soon think of a prank to spook everyone in this hotel the moment he felt berated next time...

Two hours later, Sam woke up to Malcolm coming into the hotel room as he was glaring at him for no apparent reason but to cause harm to him. The sending of text messages to both Bristol and Bozeman caused the wall in Sam's head to crack, but there were safeguards that weren't about to be shattered anytime soon, but all of that was going to change sooner or later. When Sam sat up in the bed he slept in, he was staring at Malcolm as he was feeling the heat of the constant bullying he was put through, for it wasn't about to end soon enough.

"You have a nice nap?" said Malcolm.

"What the hell do you want?" asked Sam.

"I want you to clean up your mess while you went soulless for a whole year."

"But Dean said that I can't kick that wall in my head again, alright?"

"You will do it!" Malcolm seizes Sam by the scruff of his robe as he was itching to punch him in the jaw. "I heard of your brother talking about how your soul was in Hell and it was longer than he was the moment his own soul got dragged there after his year was up. Now, if you don't mind, I suggest that you come with me to clean the rest of your mess!"

"Past stays past, Malcolm! I won't risk into kicking that wall in my mind again!"

"Your brother got your soul out of Hell, but I'll be the one who will put it right back in there, so I suggest that you do as I tell you! Now, move your ass or else I really will put your soul back in Lucifer's cage. Sooner or later, you'll have it that way after what you pulled, so I suggest that you get up and go."

"This is insane, Malcolm! A lot of bad things will happen if I kick at that wall again."

"Shut up! You got yourself into this predicament, you can get yourself out of it. In the end, it's a win-win situation that is useful after all."

"Hey! Back the hell away from him!" yelled Nimi. "Didn't you hear Dean tell you that he's better off not looking into the rest of his past while he ran around soulless?"

"He needs to learn by example or else he'll end up causing more problems, Nimi!"

"Let me remind you that he spent a year and six months in Hell and that's a hundred and eighty in Hell years. I'm telling you that he's better off not looking into other mistakes 'cause if Yashamaru found out, he'll tell Dean and the old man about it, so I suggest that you lay off of him!"

Malcolm storms off from the hotel room as Nimi was exuberant into having his say. Still, Sam was shaken as he was bogged down by the harsh words that were thrown at him. By the time he laid back down in his bed, he covered himself in the blankets of the bed as he wanted to just end himself so badly. Even though he was eager to do so, he noticed Nimi staring at him as he wasn't about to let him slide at what went on earlier, for he needed more than just encouragement to get back in the game after what he went through.

"Good riddance..., for now, that is..." he said.

"I doubt that he'll leave me alone," said Sam.

"He will... All he has to do is to just sit on it for a while."

Nimi smiled as he was sensing a prank coming on. As for Sam, however, he was ready to hatch a prank of his own as he would soon get the last laugh in this prank war soon enough...

Later on in the evening, Dean and Nimi were back in the hotel room after having their fair share of pranks being pulled by the staff and guests earlier. When they noticed that Sam wasn't there, Dean was getting suspicious as his little brother was nowhere to be found until he noticed his hand sticking out of the sandwiched mattress and box springs. Nimi had a feeling that Sam would end up taking his own life with something like that as he touched at the hand that stuck out of the box springs. It wasn't long until he saw the hand grab his wrist as he wanted it to let go right away, for he noticed Sam letting go and coming out of his hiding place while standing up on his feet.

"You crafty nerd!" yelled Nimi. "I heard of pranks being complex, but the hand trick took the cake!"

"I couldn't resist," said Sam as he laughed so hard. "The hand in the bed was my idea the whole time and you fell for it!"

"You sure had us spooked, Sam," said Dean. "Besides, you got the pranking down pat."

"Well, you better wrap it up before the resident douch nozzle comes back and he's fully determined to kick Sam's ass all over the place," said Nimi. "As for the hand in the bed trick, he better not try that shit on the old man when we get home. Still, Sam's gonna have to watch his back with Malcolm dogging him every single time since he got his soul back."

"I have a bad feeling about that one," he said as he stopped laughing. "After this, I'll be the same proverbial punching bag to Malcolm's rants against me."

"Malcolm ain't gonna do a damn thing to you 'cause I'm the one who slipped a little something in his coffee," said Dean as he fished out a bottle of "Turbo Lax" from his coat pocket. "You see, you may feel bogged down by Malcolm's bullying that caused you to kick at that wall in your head again, but I'm not gonna let him get his way just so he can force you to relive your past discretions over the past year. Anyway, I got your back and it's like you said when Satan left the building."

"Perhaps it's best that I had my soul back, but there are times that I wanted it out."

"Hey, you're not gonna contemplate on having your soul yanked out 'cause that's the thing that keeps you from going into robo mode without emotions or pity," said Nimi. "Besides, you can't just back out on your happiness forever 'cause Malcolm Hofstra's gonna be occupied at this moment..."

Sam slowly walked out of the hotel room as he was dreading another bout of Malcolm's bullying towards him, but all he heard were footsteps approaching. When he noticed Malcolm sprinting back to his own room, he closed the door behind him as the footsteps were rushed into the bathroom. The sound of flatulence and diarrhea were heard as it was something that Sam noticed so far. He had a reprieve from the onslaught of Malcolm Hofstra's anger towards him as he was smiling for the first time in a long while. It was a rough night of pranking, but it was also well worth it as the fun didn't stop until it was over soon enough...

Meanwhile, back in the present...

I was in the bathhouse unit with Dean, Dirk, and Gyatso as we were busy cleaning ourselves after being hit with whipped cream and chocolate syrup earlier. When we were cleaning ourselves near the wash basins, we were soapy all over as we didn't get sticky too much after this brief prank war battle that put us in a bit of a pickle. By the time we were all rinsed off, we went towards the bathtubs as we were lounging around after a brief string of pranks not too long ago, for we would soon talk about what would happen next when it came to having a prank war on board the Kurokage.

"I never expected to be attacked with chocolate sauce before until now," said Dean as he was soaking in one of the tubs. "I bet that our past selves must've had fun going all-out in something like this before we even existed."

"Hey, you're the one who started it," said Dirk as he was in another tub. "You attacked us with whipped cream and Carly took the full brunt of it."

"I bet that your past selves had fun with something like this," said Gyatso as he was soaking in another tub. "They must've had a lot of fun doing it, too."

"Not likely," I said as I was soaking in another tub. "Even though the prank war was started up in the first place, we all know that Reuben's not gonna handle it very well."

"What makes you say that?" said Dean. "Reuben relaxed his demeanor of the prank wars that start up and this one ought to be one for the record books. Besides, aren't we all entitled to have a little fun before going to work on shutting down the next factory on Nedegratys?"

The words about the second factory made me clear to go up against Darbus Toller and his Master Race as all of us were most likely to be nipping them in the bud one slow step at a time. Soon enough, the final factory on Maugrim will be destroyed along with the target in front of us as we couldn't let Darbus and his Master Race take over the entire Ashizoka System without a fight. Even though I noticed Dean and the boys there talking about the prank war on the Kurokage, I couldn't get the images of Darbus and his artificial creations out of my head as they really had to go sooner or later. After nearly seven months of hiding away, I was taking root as I wasn't about to shirk my duties again anytime soon.

After we got out of our tubs, we drained the water from them as we dried off with towels and dressed up in robes before going towards our quarters. By the time we left the bathhouse unit, we were on our way to our designated quarters as we were most likely to be enduring another volley of countless pranks so far. By the time I got to my own quarters, I sat down on the bed as I didn't want to move not one bit. When I noticed Reiko coming in here, she was dressed in a robe after taking a bath in the ladies' part of the bathhouse unit earlier. Like me, she was also caught in the middle of the prank war that wouldn't go away quietly anytime soon, for the two of us were most likely to be facing something a lot more worse than what we were in right now.

"I take it that you weren't safe from the prank war, were you?" I said.

"No, but we to got a stern lecture from Paninya after I noticed some of the crew members all caked with whipped cream and chocolate sauce," answered Reiko.

"It's ironic that the two of us are most likely to be stuck in the middle of this prank war, but after all of this, we're going back to work as usual."

"I never expected the ship to be this lively before, but we've gotten there so far so we wouldn't be bored on this trip. As for Brother and the boys, they surely learned their lesson after attacking people with chocolate sauce and whipped cream earlier."

"It's ironic that we're up there with such a predicament in mind, but our journey to return home will be a lot harder than normal. I just hope that everyone hasn't succumbed to Darbus' false promises..."

Those words coming from me were a time to worry as I didn't want anyone else falling victim to Darbus Toller and his Master Race. The ongoing obsession about going against him was the tip of the iceberg as it was something that I had to deal with the moment I was on my way home to Alecrast. Still, I was ready for another volley as the prank war wasn't about to end so far, for I would never the very end of it the moment I would soon participate into some pranks of my own...

Ginryu was in his office at the Order's main headquarters on Alecrast as he was looking at the file about the first factory's destruction on Trost. With the news about Darbus' popularity slumping to new lows after that incident, it was time to move onto the next step into stopping the second factory on Nedegratys as the time to stop Darbus and his Master Race was in full swing the moment it was out on display. When he was about to call it a day, he noticed a familiar archangel coming into his office as he was bored out of his gourd like everyone else here on this planet.

"I knew that you would be here, Gabriel," he said.

"It's been almost seven months since Sam and his family left this popsicle stand and all I see is nothing but boredom," he answered. "It's so lame that they aren't back yet, but Darbus still holds the reins on power so far and nothing can ever sway him."

"According to this report coming from Shion, the first factory that Darbus placed in her part of the Ashizoka System got blown up and there are two more that are about to get destroyed as well."

"That's some good news to hear, but Darbus ain't the type of fool that can take the slump, that's for damn sure. Anyway, everyone has gotten fed up with Darbus after he kicked out Sam and Reiko nearly seven months ago. Sooner or later, the king bee of his plastic dolls is coming to and end with his plans."

"Speaking of Darbus's plans coming to an end, the Kurokage's on its way to Nedegratys to blow up another one of his factories that are in Shion's part of the Ashizoka System," said Nimi as he appeared out of nowhere. "Anyway, Sam's return home ain't too boring 'cause there's a prank war going on in the Kurokage."

Nimi was up in arms as he was grinning like a Cheshire cat while sitting in one of the chairs in Ginryu's office. He was also grateful that my return was a godsend to those who needed me the most as the time to put Darbus in his place once and for all. When he stared at the fresh snow falling down from outside, he was ready to welcome me the moment I touched down here on Alecrast. With Gabriel and Ginryu also welcoming me forth to go home, they were also getting fed up with Darbus Toller's machinations over the past seven months so far, for my return was lingering in the process.

"You sure look like you've been bogged by watching too much of The Gilmore Girls again," he said.

"There's nothing to do anymore since Sam and Reiko left this planet seven months back," answered Gabriel. "It sucks that I have to watch the propaganda machine about Darbus being exuberant like Donald Trump running for president."

"Don't get me started on that misogynist dickbag 'cause there's someone a lot worse than that idiot with his wealth."

"The three factories in the western part of the Ashizoka System aren't the only factories there," said Ginryu as he was looking into his files. "There are others around the galaxy that need to be dealt with, but some of Nimi's friends have already blew up one on Gethos and freed the slaves that were there operating it."

"The Tower Punks are a group of Arrancar allies that fought alongside everyone during the Elder Days. All five of them are known to kick ass and take names like the rest of us and according to the data I got from Kuze and Oniwaka earlier, they made short work of that factory on Gethos while Wabisuke took out the guards in that other one on Trost. It's a win-win, but we're putting the hurt on Darbus soon enough."

"And what makes you so sure?" asked an Arrancar boy as he came into Ginryu's office.

The boy himself was a lot older than what is perceived to be as he had teal hair and silver eyes while he dressed in white Arabian clothing. With a hint of charisma, the boy was known as Kuze as he was also one of many allies that fought against many forms of evil during the Elder Days. This time, he was ready to stick it in Darbus Toller a little bit more as he was itching to stop his machinations about taking over the entire Ashizoka System. Still, there was a lot more to go up against as the time to sink Darbus' popularity when the time was right.

"You sure came right on time, didn't you, Kuze?" said Nimi.

"After what Oniwaka and I did in that factory on Gethos, it's about time that those artificial things got it coming," he answered as he gave the thumbs-up. "As for Sam Winchester, he's probably coming back home, but he has to take out those factories on Nedegratys and Maugrim before he goes home."

"It's bizarre that we're all in this powwow, but we should check the news," said Gabriel as he turned on the t.v. "Look at Darbus and his sour face. It's priceless!"

Everyone saw Darbus on screen as he was trying to dodge the reporters that were dogging him for the past few days. Nimi was even giving the thumbs-up as he was happy to see the arrogant aristocrat get a taste of his own medicine. The sight of Darbus all angry at everyone on screen was a sign of his popularity beginning to take another nosedive the moment many of us who supported the Destiny of Worlds were on our side after all. It was a huge improvement for the righteous, but the worst would be yet to come sooner or later...

I was in the mess hall as I was busy feeding the twins while everyone else was having their dinner like the rest of us. The smell of roast beef and vegetables was more than enough to get us all in here as we were eating as a family and such. With the prank war on hold, I was relieved that there weren't any whipped cream or chocolate sauce attacks as I was having my own dinner that kept me satisfied until it was time to clean up the mess hall and kitchen. When I noticed Reiko coming here, she was bringing in her own plate as she was hungry like the rest of us, for we were all eating like family together, even if it meant by having a temporary truce from the prank war.

"I see that you have your hands full with the twins," she said as she saw me feeding Aora his pureed baby food. "It's the least you can do after what we went through with what was going on so far."

"I kind of used my raw power to splatter everything and everyone just to teach them a lesson about the prank war that wouldn't go away," I said.

"I never expected you to take the cake before, but there's no whipped cream or chocolate sauce to make banana splits with."

"There's plenty, but I put them up out of Dean and Dirk's reach so they won't cause another prank war for a while."

"Guess what!" yelled Visenya over the intercom. "We're in Degran airspace, so stop what you're doing and get your asses to the bridge! As soon as we land on Nedegratys, we'll show Darbus and his cronies who's boss!"

"It's time to get a move on," said Dean as he got up from his table. "We've got a factory to blow up, so we better get going."

The news about the Kurokage heading towards Nedegratys was more than enough to get us motivated in which we finished our dinner, put any form of leftovers up, and cleaned up the mess hall and kitchen. I was on hand to do the cleaning as I had so much to do the moment I was ready to get busy with what was there on the Kurokage. Just as I was about to do so, I felt a hand grabbing me by the scruff of my kimono as I was dragged by Dean the moment we left the mess hall and onwards towards the bridge. I didn't want to shirk my work right now as I also didn't have any say into being dragged towards the bridge to see Nedegratys on screen.

"You knew that I had work to do, didn't you?" I said as I was getting testy towards Dean.

"Hey, you can't just shirk your other duties on the sly, Sammy," he said.

"There are chores in the mess hall to be done, you know."

"And there are responsibilities at hand into stopping Darbus and his cronies from taking over the entire Ashizoka System. Once we land on Nedegratys, we'll replenish our water supply on this ship and find that factory just to blow it up. It's a win-win situation so far, so I suggest that you start thinking about what's going on all over."

"Dean, there's a message coming in," said Nicholas. "It's from someone with the initials, 'T.M.' put onto it."

"'T.M.,' huh? Well, that's something new..."

"The coordinates to the factory in the Pelennor Mountains, but it's freezing up there in the region it's in. Sometimes, we have messages like this, but the one we got takes the cake."

I turned on the speakers as I heard garbled noise coming from the communicator. I sensed that the distress call was a call for help as the time to stop Darbus was getting more intense than normal. With the message on the communicator filled with static, it was starting to become clear as it was most likely to be a call for action instead of distress so far.

"...Anyone...who gets this...," said the voice on the communicator. "We're... in danger right now... This factory is keeping us prisoner and the one who is running it... is not allowing us to leave it just to provide for the artificial creations there... We need help... We need to get free... We need-"

The communicator was turned off as I sensed dread coming from the call that appeared earlier. Our mission to destroy the factory on Nedegratys was about to begin as the battle to stop Darbus from having his Master Race populating the entire Ashizoka System was still going. I was ready to stop the threat in the form of soulless dolls as I didn't want them to cause havoc all over the galaxy, for my help was needed on the field. Little did I know was that Dirk was there on the bridge as he was stunned to hear the voice on the communicator earlier, for it was someone who was familiar to him so far.

"I know that voice," he said as I was staring at him.

"Are you sure of this?" I asked.

"It's... my dad..."

"It's strange to hear the voice of your father, but we'll find him and bring him back to you."

"It's been so long since I last heard from him, but I hope that he's okay..."

Dirk's words stunned us as the mission to destroy the factory had now become a matter of rescuing that can soon have us going further against Darbus and his supporters so readily out in the open. Still, the mission still stood as it was something that needed to be done in order to stunt Darbus' popularity a little bit further along the line...

To be continued...