Ferb and Vanessa:
Vanessa was chasing the robot around the room, throwing her shuriken every so often. Seeing the robot turn around a corner, she chased after to find that he wasn't there. "Where did that stupid robot go?" but then looked around and added, "Hey, is it me, or is this room larger than it seemed like earlier?"
"Well, actually, we're not in that room. This is a room that I created with my Replici-Inator and my Gigant-Inator!" the robot announced loudly, surprising Vanessa.
"Where are you so I can kick your butt!" she yelled, looking around.
"Oh, don't worry. I won't go anywhere," a gun shot heard in the distance. "But you will!" a bullet aimed at her. But she threw her shuriken just quick enough that it sliced the bullet in two, speeding towards the wall and making an indent in it.
"And that's a steel wall also," Roboshmirtz informed, another few shots aimed at her.
Meanwhile, Ferb was approached by a group of lions, who charged at the Brit with their fangs ready to bite. But he took his bow and stunned a few lions with his arrows. There was still one more that he didn't shoot that charged at him, reaching for an arrow in his bag on his back. But to his suprise, he didn't feel an arrow, turning towards the bag.
But before he could turn around, he heard a *gush* sound in front of him, seeing that his blood was spouting up from his neck. He quickly pressed a button on the back of his bag, restocking arrows and shot ten at the lion that bit him out of frustration. The lion then went down without resistance, unable to move from the blow.
He then took a step back lowering his head, allowing the lions to charge. But the moment he heard their footsteps, he grabbing as many arrows as he could and shot them at the charging lions, many going down within the first two blows. The others kept charging, trying to defeat their enemy. But seeing that he had another handful of arrows in his hand, there was no hope for the robotic lions as Ferb took down all of them with his remaining arrows.
After defeating the robots, he looked around for Vanessa, only seeing an open door leading into a room of similar complex. Seeing no other way, he jumped in, hoping to find Vanessa.
Vanessa was running, unable to find her eneny who was shooting at her. Bullets were flying through the sky, Vanessa barely able to dodge the blows. But unable to keep running any longer, she hid behind a wall, hoping to rest for a few moments. But she did not notice that her enemy was up in the sky, hidden by a fake cloud. "I've got you now," shooting a bullet straight at her.
Hearing the bullet, she turned to see the bullet within seconds of hitting her. But before she could react, the bullet was shot by an arrow, shocking both Vanessa and Roboshmirtz. "HUH?" the two shocked by the sudden appearence, arrows flying towards where Roboshmirtz's voice was projecting from.
But the fake cloud was just a blimp, falling towards the ground when the arrows were shot. When he plummeted to the ground, he was caught by the two, standing defeated. Ferb then pointed to Vanessa to finish him off, which she did in a quick manner.
After the robot was defeated, Vanessa said, "Thanks. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be here right now," Ferb giving a thumbs up.
"It's no problem. It's all in a day's work," he said, putting away his bow. The two then walked through the door, Ferb saying, "From what you were asking before, my name is short for-" but the two felt a short fissure across the hall.
"What was that?" she asked, Ferb unsure also. The two then decided to run towards the area, opening the door to the next door to find a gold human-like figure standing in the middle of the room.
Buford and Django:
The robots continued to charge forward, despite being outclassed by Buford and Django. "This is just starting to get sad," Buford said, slicing a robot that was charging behind him.
"It seems like we don't even have to try anymore," Django said, a robot trying to slice his head. But he ducked down and stabbed the robot six times, falling to the ground. But the two then felt a sudden dark vibe arrive in the room, the robots feeling it also.
"It seems that we're too late," the leading robot said, a golden knight on a black stallion entering the room. "He has arrived."
"I still don't get what's so great about this guy," Buford said, but just as he said that, the golden knight turned towards him for a second. But then disappeared, every robot on the battle field falling to the ground, defeated.
The knight then appeared right behind them, surprising the two of them. "You wish to know my greatness? Well, allow me to introduce myself. I am Artur, King Artur the Great. Known by all as He," Django and Buford turning towards him.
But when they turned towards him, they suddenly felt an urge to bow to him, trying to resist it. "Why are we trying to bow to him?"
"Hey, Arthur!" Buford yelled.
"It's Artur," Artur said, frustrated.
"Man, it seems hard to remember. Don't people usually get confused with your name?" Buford asked.
"Oh, don't tell me about it. It gets ridiculous at times. Anyways, there no resisting it. All will bow to me, and all who bow to me will fall under my spell. Just resisting will be a war," holding up a golden sword. "But there is also the fight to live," lowering it towards Django's neck.
But his sword was blocked by an axe, Buford standing in confidence. "How are you able to prevent yourself from bowing?"
"It's easy. I only follow the bully code," Buford answered, swinging his axe.
"So, it seems that you are a lowly pest to royalty," Artur said, pressing force onto his sword. Buford couldn't repel the force, falling back towards the wall. Getting up, he watched as Django struggled to stay up from the ground.
"Django! Don't give up! Resist! Don't let him beat you," Buford exclaimed, Django slowly falling towards the ground.
"Man, I should've taken those body-building courses with Phineas and Ferb last summer," Django said, panting hard as he could hardly hold the position.
"That's right. Just keep falling. Fall to temptation and become my servant," Artur exclaimed, putting a foot on Django's back. He continued to struggle while Buford ran up to him, holding up his axe.
"I'm sorry bud, but I can't hold on any longer," falling to the ground. When he fell on the ground, his eyes turned crimson red, standing up and facing Buford with a creepy smile.
"Hah! Your friend has now fallen under my control!" he exclaimed in laughter, Buford charging at him out of fury. But right when he was about to swing his axe, Django moved between the two, causing Buford to stop in his tracks. Django just punched him in the gut, causing him to take a few steps back from the pain.
"Just try to fight your friend. But let me tell you this. Both of you will die no matter what, because you can't defeat me!" he exclaimed, riding his stallion towards Buford, who got up and spit on the approaching knight. "You dare attempt to disgrace the Great Artur?" he yelled in anger, ordering the brain-washed Django to fight.
Candace, Stacy and Jeremy:
AllenE swung his weapon at Jeremy carelessly, the attack being blocked by the blonde as Stacy and Candace stabbed the robot with their lances. The robot then took a step back and charged again, but this time at Candace, who was still excited about her earlier hit.
"Candace! Look out!" Jeremy yelled, getting Candace's attention as she ducked down to dodge his attack. Jeremy then rushed up to them and flung his flail at him, breaking the head of the robot.
"Ow, that hurt a lot!" AllenE exclaimed.
"How can you talk without a head?" Stacy asked, the three shocked when they heard his voice.
"I just can, okay? Sheesh, you people are ridiculous," charging towards them, trying to land his attack. But his attack was blocked by Candace, throwing the robot onto the ground with the force of her block.
"Man, doesn't it feel weird to destroy a discomboluated robot?" Candace asked, stepping on the robot on accident.
"Ugh!" he exclaimed, upset that he got stepped on.
"Well, that's even more reason to destroy it, so you can put it out of it's misery," Jeremy said, about to destroy the robot on the ground. But before he could, a giant shadow loomed above them, taking the robot and and crushing it into thin air. Seeing the robot disintigrate, the three saw a giant sphere-like figure run away from them.
"HEY!" Candace yelled, taking chase after the shadow, Jeremy and Stacy going after her.
Phineas, Isabella and Arik:
Lasers flew through the air, as the robot shot multiple lasers at every moment. Phineas rolled to the right, trying to find an opening in the robot's defenses. The robot lost sight of the kids for a moment, allowing Phineas to quickly charge at the robot, about to swing. But the robot left a bomb behind it's previous spot, exploding at the moment Phineas swung. But when he blew up, he saw a stamp on the back of the robot that said 'R2D2', rolling towards the others.
"Are you okay?" Isabella asked, Phineas dusting marks off of himself.
"I hope so. But you know, you just need to keep moving forward so you can achieve your goal," Phineas stated, adding, "Wait, Isabella. Do you remember a character in something called R2D2?"
"R2D2? I loved that little robot! It was so cute!" Isabella exclaimed. "Almost as cute as my Phineas," she whispered to herself.
"Anyways, I'm pretty sure that thing is R2D2," Phineas speculated, shocking her and Arik.
But their conversation was cut short, a laser zooming between them, catching their attention. The kids then charged at different directions, Phineas charging directly, Arik moving to the left and Isabella moving to the right. But their plan was foiled quickly as R2D2 shot lasers in each direction, hitting all three of them. But Arik whipped the robot with a gust of wind, sweeping it off of the air for a moment. But it would shoot a giant sphere of black energy towards Arik, slamming him through three rooms.
"ARIK!" Phineas and Isabella exclaimed, but then saw R2D2 created multiple black energy spheres that the robot shot at them. Unable to find an escape route, Phineas moved out infront of Isabella, taking the blow from the attacks that went their way. When she looked up, she saw Phineas slowly fall towards the ground. Seeing her love injured, anger filled her eyes, shooting an electric fireball at the robot, causing a direct hit to the robot.
"PHineas, are you okay?" Isabella asked, helping Phineas up.
"Yeah. Thanks, Isabella," he said, beeping sounds heard by the two as R2D2 shot lasers all around the room, the two ducking to avoid the attacks. But the robot couldn't keep up the attack much longer, pausing to reload. But it left an opening for Arik, who entered the room flying on his floating boots and slicing the robot, breaking a few bolts and screws.
"Man, I wonder what will happen now," Phineas wondered, knowing how one screw or bolt could make the difference between a sucessful project and a failing one. But this wouldn't go to their advantage, R2D2 gaining long limbs to help him fight.
"Oh shoot. That doesn't look goo-" Arik started, R2D2 slamming him in the gut with his legs. R2D2 then walked uncomfortably towards Phineas and Isabella and shooting more lasers at them.
"This is going to get ugly," Phineas said, he and Isabella raising their weapons to fight.
Gerald and Annabeth:
Sounds of the revolver held by Irian was heard throughout the room, Gerald and Annabeth unable to get close to their opponent and having to hide behind a metal wall from their earlier battle. But when the sounds disappeared, Annabeth loaded her crossbow and tried to shoot a few at their opponent. But all it did was give out their location. "Hah, cocky bastards! Thinking you can damage me with those week attacks?" taking out a chain saw.
Hearing the chain saw, the two ran from their location, looking back to see Irian slice down the wall with his chain saw. "Good thing we escaped that," Annabeth sighed in relief.
"But we haven't even gotten anywhere in this battle," Gerald said, looking back to see Irian. The robot tried to attack the two with his chain saw, but his attack was blocked by Gerald's scythe, then taking out his revolver.
But unable to dodge the attack, Gerald just closed his eyes, fearing the worst. But only a few of the blows hit him, opening his eyes to see his sister defending him. "Annabeth?"
"Well, at least I can rest knowing that I made it up to you," smiling before she fell to the ground unconcious. Seeing her fall, Gerald took her body and put hers next to James' body.
"Well, are you still willing to fight?" Irian asked, losing sight of his opponent. "Where did he go?" he asked, Gerald right behind him, slicing the back of his body. But the robot turned around, enraged. "OH, you've done it now!" taking his revolver and shooting carelessly, Gerald rolling just out of range of the attacks.
Damn it! How could I let my little siblings be injured like that? Now, I just have to make sure to defeat the person they were hurt by he thought, seeing the robot back up towards the door.
"Looks like there's no way to sneak attack," Gerald whispered to himself, Irian shooting aimlessly with his revolver.
"Come out, you stupid human!" the robot yelled, destroying the room and damaging the building.
Head Chambers:
"Anything so far on the battle?" Rodney asked, drinking his soda.
"No sir, but if there's anything I can report, I can say that we are down to the core of our army," the robot answered, Rodney spitting out his soda.
"How can we be losing?" Rodney asked, jumping out of his lounge chair.
"If you want to look at the reports, go look. But we still have one more key to our army," the robot informed.
"What is it?" Rodney asked, taking another sip of his soda.
"There is one more of the Special Forces going into battle soon," causing Rodney to spit out his soda again.
"WHat? There was one more from the Special Forces?" Rodney asked, a bit of the soda sticking to him. "Gosh, I hate when that happens."
"It is as I said. The last of the Special Forces arrived yesterday on order from the Future Emperor," the robot answered, a devious smile appearing on Rodney's face.
"Go tell them that they should go find my friend Doofy and his platypus sidekick," Rodney ordered, the robot heading out.
"Man, if they don't delay time, this will not turn out good. There are still plenty of hours left till the Inventor's Key charges," he said, sitting back down on the lounge chair.
Doofenshmirtz and Perry:
"You know, I actually like the decor that Rodney made in here. It looks more evil," Doofenshmirtz said, Perry glaring at him. "What? I have a fasion sense also." the two kept walking until they hit a dead end.
"Great. He just had to make a dead end for us," Doofenshmritz said, when suddenly, they heard the Star Wars theme song in the hall way. "What's with the Star Wars theme? Rodney's sense of music is so last year," when suddenly, a hooded figure with a dark cape walked towards them.
"Papa?" Doofenshmirtz asked.
"I am not your father," the shadowed figure said, taking out a red light saber and attempting to stab Doofenshmirtz.
"Wow, you have one too?" he asked, taking out his light saber and fighting the black figure. The two clashed light sabers, each forcing each other to take steps backwards. Sparks were flying between each blow until the friction from each blow caused Doofenshmirtz to lose his grip on his light saber, the dark figure having him at death point.
"Surrender, or else you will not die peacefully," the black figure said, inching it's light saber closer to Doofenshmirtz's neck.
"Hey. Watch it. You're getting a bit close to my neck," he said, starting to sweat.
"That's the point," the hooded figure said, about to slice his neck off when Perry jumped up and pushed the figure off of Doofenshmirtz and cut off his hood, revealing his face.
"What? You're real?" Doofenshmirtz asked, shocking him and Perry.
Well, that's the end of this chapter. I hope you enjoyed it! I'd like to thank Rachpop15 for reviewing and to Pohla for adding a story alert! Also, thank you to everyone who looked at Jinxyl's drawing from my story. Don't forget to R&R!
Expect Date: I will probably not work on this story till after November 15 because of camp, so maybe around November 25? I'm not sure if I can update by then, but I will try my best.
