Guest 4: Maybe I will put that in there, good idea! An updated wedding, however, will come in Book 3. :)
ASDFGHJKL IT'S FINAL BATTLE TIME! :D WHO'S READY TO SEE THESE TEAMS CLASH?! I KNOW I AM!
P.S: Here is the anniversary spoiler!
The sequel, a.k.a. final book in this saga, will be released some time in February 2018.
Dart was perched on his saddle, which was placed on Den's back as he sailed through the sky, Diesel 10 using the boosters in his claws to keep up with the dragon. The final battle had been a long time coming, and it was finally here. And they knew this time, they were gonna win.
"Hey, Diesel 10," said Dart. "You ready for this?"
"Yes, yes I am," Diesel 10 said. "There is no way we shall lose."
"Diesel should be proud that he has a world conqueror for a father," Dart commented.
Diesel 10 looked at his second in command, and smiled an evil grin.
"I know he is," the maniac said. "And I am proud, that one day, he will inherit the family business."
Dart couldn't help but be slightly agitated at these words. He had always wanted to take over as the leader of the villains one day.
Then again, it did make sense that Diesel would take over.
But in Dart's world...
Did things ever make sense?
It had been five days since the announcement of Diesel 10 and Dart's early arrival, but the Steam Team were not going into the biggest fight of their lives without preparation. Arry and Bert were prepared to take down their former boss, as well as Splatter and Dodge. Technically, the latter two were the only reasons this was even happening, but so long as they helped their eighteen allies, all would be well. Emily had sworn she was going to take a stand and fight Dart herself, as a compensation for all those confrontations he had over-powered her in. Not this time.
Thomas, meanwhile, had an entire battle layout ready to be looked at. He would then announce who he would be taking into battle as well.
And now, everyone was standing in front of him. All nineteen of his allies. He smiled boldly at them, and tried to keep that face, regardless of the possibility of their potential incoming doom.
"Good afternoon everyone," Thomas said. Everyone looked at him, confidence across all their faces. "Now, as i am sure you all know, we will be entering the biggest battle of our lives, so far, within the next two hours. I just want to give my thanks to everyone here, for supporting me. And now, here is who I will be taking into battle."
Everyone held their breath as Thomas slowly, but surely, announced who he would be taking into the heat of battle.
"Gordon."
"Proud to stand by you little bro!"
"Edward."
"I'll always fight beside you brother."
"Percy."
"I'll use this wingsuit wisely!"
"James."
"Count on my bow and archery skills to stop Philip."
"Oliver."
"Shaka Vinnie won't know what hit him."
"Henry."
"I have some unfinished beef with Spamcan and Bowler, which I intend to settle."
"And Lady... I want you to assist me in fighting Diesel 10," Thomas' big blue eyes looked sincere as they met Lady's beautiful hazel eyes.
"Of course I will," Lady responded. Thomas smiled, but Toby then spoke up all of a sudden.
"What about the rest of us?" the young geek asked. "Are we just going to sit around?"
"Nope," Thomas said, smirking. "Toby, as a matter of fact, you will be leading a backup team. You will lead Donald, Emily, Duck, and Douglas into battle when called."
"Awesome!" The Scottish twins exclaimed.
"Sounds nice," said Duck.
"I am still going to mess Dart's crap up," Emily declared, earning her a warm smile from Gordon.
"Axel, Paxton, and Skiff will be the snipers," said Thomas. "If things get heated, or if we just want to have some backup, fire away."
"YES!" Paxton shouted.
"I've always wanted to be a sniper!" Axel exclaimed.
"Yessir I will be!" Skiff exclaimed.
"What about us?" Arry asked. "Are us four going to do something?"
"Since you four have betrayed Diesel 10, and we trust you will not betray us," Thomas began, "I am giving you four the most important job of them all."
The four held their breath, and as Thomas began to speak, everyone began to get antsy.
"You four... will be our runway repairmen."
"Uhh, what?" Bert asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Me, Gordon, and Edward have spoken. And we will be taking the most dangerous part of this battle," said Thomas. "We will be getting one of the planes, which is Diesel 10's jet he placed beforehand, and be crash landing it into the Atlantic Ocean. We will also make sure he tailgates us, and then, he will meet his ultimate fate."
"What about the rest of the villains?" Splatter asked.
"Do we kill em? Tie em up? Take them out for supper?" Dodge asked.
"Do the second option, but spare Den," said Thomas. "That dude needs a chance to experience some real life instead of just a metal shell."
"Oooooh," all of the rogues chorused.
"Well team, let's get ready," said Thomas, heading towards his shield.
"We have a battle to end."
It was time.
The hour had arrived.
The final battle was upon them.
Thomas would be heading up first, and Oliver would be beside him. Henry had taken position behind a truck that would allow a surprise attack. James and Lady were in a parking deck so they could catch up and reunite with Thomas. Gordon, Edward, and Percy were going to confuse the villains and run through a terminal. The B-Team was preparing to hide, and the RM-Snipers (as they had dubbed themselves) had taken their positions on the rooftops. The Rouge Repairmen had also begun to check for cracks and/or faults in the runway, and promised they would do good.
Now, Thomas stood with Oliver, Gordon, and Emily, but the ladder two were just saying goodbye to each other.
"I will come back to you," Gordon said, holding her tight in his arms. "I promise."
"I know you will, because I will too," said Emily, raising her head to look at him in the eye. "I love you, Speedy."
"I love you too, Emerald," said Gordon. Then, the two shared an intense and passionate kiss before Gordon sped off to the terminal, and Emily raced away on her bike to catch up to the B-Team.
"Are you ready dude?" Oliver asked.
"Absolutely," Thomas responded.
The two nodded to each other, and began their pursuit to a chopper, to which they had planned on using as a potential backup getaway vehicle.
However, a small piece of tech was tossed at the chopper, and it caused the thing to burn out. Thomas and Oliver looked up, and saw two familiar faces.
Diesel and Diesel 10. Diesel 10 was using the boosters in his claws to fly, and Diesel now had on a jet pack. The two, after smirking, flew down to "warmly" greet their opponents.
"Ah, Thomas!" Diesel exclaimed. "My sandbox opponent! How does it feel to be in this position?"
"Very weird," Thomas said.
"Oh, let's just cut the crap," said Diesel 10. "Be a good little boy, unlike back in the high school courtyard, and reveal where your friends are hiding."
As he said this, Thomas just stared at his enemy, while Oliver looked off to the side and growled when he noticed Shaka Vinnie, with two bottles of a weird purple liquid strapped to his knee.
"I will NOT ask again!" Diesel 10 bellowed.
However, all Thomas did, was say...
"Henry, NOW!"
Henry then did a back-flip over the truck he was hiding behind, and tackled Diesel 10 to the ground.
"DAD!" Diesel shouted, pointing a gun at Henry. However, Thomas used his shield to knock out the gun, which resulted in Diesel yelling and taking to the skies as Thomas pursued him.
"OLIVERIUS!" Shaka Vinnie yelled angrily, charging towards the Roman-clad teen.
"Oh, Shaka! To what do I owe the disappointment?!" Oliver screamed, drawing his sword and racing to fight Shaka Vinnie.
However, as their fight had only just begun, Dart soared overhead riding Den's dragon shell, and Philip was right behind him on a separate saddle.
And they was heading for the terminal.
Gordon and Edward had merged into Fusion, and Percy was utilizing his wingsuit to the best of his ability to fly across the terminal.
"Man, wish something would happen around here," Percy muttered.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY?!" Fusion boomed.
"I said-"
At that very moment, Den crashed down through the roof of the terminal, and while Dart hooked on to a latch on the dragon's neck with his hook, Philip got off.
"Be careful what you wish for!" Philip exclaimed.
"GET THEM!" Dart screamed.
Fusion charged at the dragon and former bounty hunter and Percy lunged at Philip on his feet. While Percy didn't necessarily have the same grudge against Philip like his brother James, he still hated the wimp. At only 15, the kid was already a villain. Gordon and Edward, however, hated Dart with every fiber in their bones.
But they were going to make sure he was alive by the end of the battle.
Why?
Because death, in this situation, would end his suffering.
He didn't deserve that.
"You always ruin everything for me!" Dart yelled as Fusion was knocked down.
"Thing is," Fusion began, popping his neck, "I would tell you to go to hell. But I think, with the way you are, you would probably enjoy it."
Dart screamed and motioned for Den to vaporize them, but something interrupted him.
Philip, out of nowhere, came flying into Den, and knocked the dragon and Dart over. Percy, who was the one responsible, put his feet back on the ground.
"Wow," he muttered, while Gordon and Edward split off. "Did I do that?"
"Evidently," said Gordon.
"Hurry, we need to get to Thomas," said Edward.
"Am I the only one having serious Déjà Vu right now?" Percy asked to no one in particular, before speeding off to catch up to the inhuman brothers.
James and Lady weren't inside the parking deck, they were just running about twenty feet away from it.
However, just as they had expected, they had to go through some bad dudes.
What they hadn't expected... were it to be Spamcan and Bowler.
"Well well well," Spamcan muttered.
"Are you sure they will put up a fight, brother?" Bowler asked.
"I played golf once," muttered James. "Played and shot eighteen, scored twenty one. If you can't tell by that, I never miss."
As he said this, he fired an arrow behind the two, and it missed them.
"First time for everything," Spamcan said.
"Ha!" James exclaimed. "Made you look."
All of a sudden, Lady started pulling cars from the parking lot down towards Spamcan and Bowler. Turns out, James didn't miss. He had just shot an explosive arrow into a window, and that's how a forecast with a 100% chance of cars was here. The villains, in an attempt to save themselves, jumped away, and it worked. But they still felt awful.
"What do you know," said Lady. "They really are weaklings."
"OW!" Bowler screamed.
James and Lady then ran off, and as they rounded a corner, saw a plane that was in a hanger on the opposite side of the airport.
"Look! There's Thomas' ride out," Lady said.
"His brother's way out too," said James.
"We'll make sure they get there!" Percy exclaimed, running alongside them with Gordon and Edward next to him.
"We will get there, I guarantee!" Gordon shouted.
"And together, at that!" Edward yelled.
Suddenly, Thomas, Oliver, and Henry sprinted alongside their allies.
"COME ON GUYS!" Thomas screamed.
"Right behind you dude!" Oliver bellowed.
"Heads up!" Henry screamed.
Suddenly, a blue laser beam came down in front of where the heroes were, and as they looked up...
They saw Den, and Dart was on his back.
"LAST CHANCE TO SURRENDER!" Diesel 10 then came flying out of nowhere, and Diesel was next to him. Dart took his place on the boss's right, and dismounted Den. Philip then ran up to them, Shaka Vinnie in tow. Spamcan and Bowler were the last to arrive, but they stood their ground firmly as they entered their team's side.
Meanwhile, Percy, Oliver, Henry, James, Thomas, Lady, Gordon, and Edward had regrouped on the opposite side of the airport, away from the jet and villains.
"So, what will we do Thomas?" Percy asked.
"I said it before, and I will say it again," said Thomas. "We. Will. FIGHT!"
Then, the two teams shot forward at each other.
There was no walking.
Den, Diesel, Diesel 10, Percy, and Edward shot off into the sky like bottle rockets.
Gordon looked at Dart with a malice of a man who had lost everything, and getting Dart was the only way to get it back.
But the rest of the present fighters...
The rest were all just as livid.
And as they collided, sparks began to fly.