Emmet, Wyldstyle and Wolverine managed to find a fire escape down the side of the building, and they were currently working their way through the streets; which seemed strangely quiet, and lacking of any kind of life.
"Where is everybody? I thought that this place was supposed to full of life," said Wolverine, looking around slightly as he walked along behind Emmet and Wyldstyle.
"I'm not sure; maybe they've all heard of Anti-Builder and the gathering from the Bad Guys and shuts themselves away," said Wyldstyle, before turning to look at Emmet and asked, "Emmet? What do you think?"
But she didn't get a response; Emmet didn't seem to hear her, as he continued to walk along the path.
"Babe?"
Emmet snapped out of it when he heard Wyldstyle's voice again and felt her hand on his shoulder pad, trying to gain his attention.
"Hmm? Oh, yeah?" asked Emmet.
"Are you alright Emmet?" asked Wyldstyle softly, a concerned expression in her eyes.
"I'm fine, Lucy…trust me," said Emmet, trying his best to put on a reassuring smile.
But Wyldstyle could see the hollow look behind his smile.
Emmet gently shook off Wyldstyle's hand and walked down the path further.
Wolverine suddenly stopped and turned his head around, before he ran at Emmet with sudden speed. "Get down!" he shouted, tackling Emmet to the ground.
Emmet was given his reason when one of the sides of the building he was walking past suddenly exploded, sending debris across the path and onto the side of the street; luckily, Wyldstyle was on the opposite side of the when it exploded, and Wolverine had pushed Emmet out of the way.
As the dust cleared from the now present hole in the side of the building, a large foot landed outside of the building, seeming to have walked through the hole in the wall. It had a rusted purple colour to it, with a few scuff marks.
The more the dust cleared, the foot was shown to be simply the tip of the iceberg. Leading up from the dark purple that made up the first, leading up to a dark blue coloured leg and torso. As more of the torso was revealed, it revealed dark and battle scared blue and purple armour plating, with a golden chest piece.
Its arms were soon revealed, going in the back and forth motion not unlike that of a slow marching soldier, continued to keep the dark blue and purple colouring, with dark and battle scared purple fists; though they seemed to be turning silver, with the battle scars taking over the purple.
Its head was the only thing that didn't keep to the colour scheme of the rest of the body; it had a golden-coloured face, surrounded by a dark and scarred purple helmet, exposing the face.
Its red eyes looked down at its feet, before scanning the area around it; it stopped turning its head when he spotted Emmet and Wolverine, and he scanners picked up Wolverine.
"Mutant detected," said a robotic voice coming from the larger than life robot, as the fist on its right hand was turned around and replaced with what appeared to be a plasma cannon.
Wolverine growled and got to his feet again, his claws sliding out of his hands once again and he quickly got ready to move at the drop of a hat.
"Move!" he shouted back at Emmet, to which the Master Builder did so quickly; scrambling to his feet and running around the Sentinel, who seemed to be paying no mind to anyone but Wolverine.
Emmet joined Wyldstyle and they both watched the Sentinel stare down Wolverine, pointing its plasma cannon arm down at the mutant.
"Surrender or die, mutant," said the Sentinel, priming its plasma cannon as it prepared to fire at Wolverine. But Wolverine just growled and glared at the mutant-hunting robot.
Not getting a response, the Sentinel did what it was programmed to do; it fired a charged shot at Wolverine, causing explosions to kick up from the ground.
But before Emmet and Wyldstyle could shout his name or grow shocked, Wolverine jumped out from the centre of the explosion, a few burn marks on his yellow suit. Roaring in anger, Wolverine jumped at a height that only super-humans could reach, and towards the head of the Sentinel.
With a swift kick to the head to the Sentinel, Wolverine followed that up with a swift double strike with his adamantium claws to the joint where the neck met with the head, he severed the outer metal plating of the Sentinel.
Thrown off balance, the Sentinel, with Wolverine attaching himself to the neck of the giant robot with his claws, hit the ground, kicking up a bit of dust from the sudden crash into the ground. Though Wolverine was relentless, clawing away, layer after layer, of the armour plating of the Sentinel's neck, getting closer to the vital interiors.
The Sentinel suddenly grabbed Wolverine, and lifted him up from the neck. But Wolverine wasn't one to give up without a fight; he dug his claws into the final metal plating of the neck of the Sentinel.
The more the Sentinel pulled, the more pressure Wolverine's claws put on the metal plating; something had to give.
And something eventually did.
The final layer of metal ripped off from its place on the Sentinel, exposing its internal electrics and workings. Wolverine acted quickly; he ripped his claws from the metal plating, which fell onto the Sentinel's face and left its face a bit scared, and sliced his freed claws through the fingers of the Sentinel.
As the large fingers of the Sentinel fell to the ground and the robot looked at the fingerless hand, Wolverine dropped out of the grip and with a downwards strike, struck the Sentinel down in the exposed wiring.
Arcs of electricity and wires flicked everywhere, as electric shocks coursed through the entire body of the Sentinel, making its limbs flinch slightly and twitch, before it finally came to a rest and stayed still.
Wolverine, with a low grunt, pulled his claws out from the electronics and scraped off any wires that stuck on the claws.
"That…was…AWESOME!" exclaimed Emmet, coming out from hiding in the nearest alley that he had been hiding in during the fight.
Wolverine turned to face Emmet and Wyldstyle, and simply grunted in response.
Wyldstyle turned her head slightly down the end of the street that they hadn't been down yet, and her eyes widened.
Taping Emmet's shoulder, she said, "I…don't think we're done yet…"
Emmet raised an eyebrow and turned around to see what Wyldstyle was talking about; only for his eyes to widen and his yellow skin to pale.
At the opposite end of the street, which was effectively the other side of Bricksburg, across one of the main bridges that were in Bricksburg, was an Army; and not a good kind of Army.
At the front, there was row after row of people from several different Universes; there was a front row of Storm Troopers, followed by a couple of rows of Shadow Troopers. Behind them, there was a row of Skeleton Drones, with guns primed and ready.
After them, there were a couple more rows of Storm Troopers, followed by a row of Dr Inferno's henchmen; obviously, their alliances lay with the dollar and promise of power.
Behind them, there were at least three rows of Alien foot soldiers; all with their alien guns, glowing slightly with charge.
Finally, behind them, there were two rows of more Sentinels; yet these ones were cleaner and less battle scarred than the one that had attacked Wolverine.
Hovering about them, there were several Alien UFOs, as well as a single low flying Imperial Star Destroyer above them, releasing several hundred TIE Fighters, swarming around the skyscrapers of Bricksburg and above the Army of Badness.
"Ha! That's a play on Army of Darkness, isn't it?" said Deadpool, suddenly appearing off screen and clapping his hands in excitement, before slipping back out of shot.
One more thing just fell into place; jumping down from the Star Destroyer, and creating a small dust cloud when it landed, something landed at the front of the Army.
As the dust cleared, it revealed the one person Emmet wanted to end more than anyone else.
Anti-Builder; with his Anarchy-symbol adamantium shield in one hand, and in the other hand, what Emmet guessed was Darth Maul's lightsaber, as it had red swords extending from each end of the hilt.
"Well, well…looks like it's time," growled Anti-Builder, spotting Emmet in the distance and holding the lightsaber in a fighting stance, the red glow reflecting off of the shield.