Opening File: Ultrabot 2000
Created to be the perfect robot, Dexter designed it have to the same level of intelligence as himself by 'copying' his own brain and thus Ultrabot 2000 was born. The machine's purpose was to assist Dexter in pursuit of science and knowledge while also helping Dexter become an even greater hero than both Major Glory and his sister, Dee-Dee.
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Opening File: Infinity Sided Dice
The Infinity Sided Dice(#106 as labeled Ford Pines) is a type of apeirohedron die that was brought back by Ford from another dimension. These type of dice are outlawed in 9,000 other dimensions due to the properties of their roll. Because of their infinite sides, anything can happen when one of these dice are rolled.
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"You know the old saying about karma: what goes around comes around. Well, that can indeed happen even if you never realize it. Be careful of how you treat yourself and how you treat others because when you rack up your points you better hope they are good points because you never know when karma really strikes." TOM said as the file closed.
Xxx
Muriel was humming away as she swept for dust, stopping at a picture and picked it up. While Eustace would never look at it he never tried to get rid of it.
"Mom?"
Muriel turned around, seeing Alexis and Raven enter the living room while Eustace was reading the paper. "Ah, Alexis, Raven. Are you both managing well?"
"We're fine." Alexis looked at the picture and frowned. "Guess it wouldn't be nice to at least notice a man on his birthday."
"Ah yes. I admit, I do miss him." Muriel admitted, looking at the picture.
"I don't." Eustace said, looking at the paper.
Noticing Raven's curious look Muriel explained. "This is Horst, Eustace's brother. The two of them never got along and today is his birthday."
"And like all selfish jerks, the bum died without telling where he left his money. So happy birthday…" Eustace stood up and headed for the door. "To nobody."
Alexis sighed as her father walked outside. "Mom, I know you and Uncle Horst got along better but is it really a good idea to bring him up around Dad?"
"Sorry, dear. I know it's too much to hope for but I always wished your father and his brother would settle things." Muriel put the picture down. "Come on, Alexis. The boys are working to fix the windmill. Maybe we can see if they want some refreshments."
In the meantime Raven followed Eustace to his truck as he popped the hood. Because of the snowy weather that was appearing out nowhere Eustace had his truck moved into the shed where it would be safe.
"You know a thing or two about trucks?" The farmer asked, taking out a screwdriver.
"I helped my friend rebuild his car once. I have my share mechanics." Raven looked at the old engine. "This one's….a little different."
"Figures." Eustace rolled his eyes.
"What was that back there? You never talked about your brother's money when I was around. More like his mistakes." Raven commented.
"His entire life was a mistake. He was the best at everything and he let everyone know it, including me. Ma and Pa favored him but never lifted a finger to help me. Apparently talent is something you're supposed to be born with in the Bagge family. What did I do?" Eustace started working on the engine. "Ran off, tried to be a Hunter. Failed the exam several times before Muriel stepped up and trained me, showed me how to do it right and suddenly I was good at it but that still wasn't enough for me folks since my brother never needed help. Got himself rich, rich and even more rich before he got himself killed. And he left absolutely nothing behind for me…or for Alexis."
"Alexis?" Raven raised an eyebrow. "Are you mad he never left something for you or are you mad about Alexis?"
"Hmph…" Eustace raised his head. "You know that thing where you know what's going on in people's heads can be annoying, right?"
"You're lucky you're talking to me and not some of my other friends." Raven said with a small smile.
"Though I have to ask what's with the white now." Eustace gestured to Raven's white cloak and leotard. "I thought blue was your color."
"It is…but I think I'll get used to it." Raven shrugged. "I went through some changes with Scotty."
"Yeah, that'd do it." Eustace nodded. "As for Alexis…She's only good thing I've ever done in this life. The best thing I could ever do in the eyes of Ma and Pa. Luckily she's got Muriel's heart and me folks' brains so she's pretty much the best of us and I don't have anything to leave aside from this lousy trunk and farmhouse."
"You mean an inheritance." Raven realized.
"Any good parent leaves something behind for their kid to hold on to, something they can be grateful for or something that can make things easier." Eustace replied. "What can I give her beyond an old rotting farmhouse?"
Raven looked at the old farmhouse for a moment. "It'd be more than anything my parents left me."
Eustace stopped and watched as Raven walked out and over to the windmill, using her powers to lift up the wood and help rebuild as Extor assembled the windmill back together.
Xxx
Kevin was in the garage of the house him and the rest of the group were staying at, as Kevin was working on his brand new bike. Of course it was no longer a simple peddle bike, it was now an awesome motorcycle that Kevin was tinkering with and improving. As much as he didn't exactly care for the Huntsmen style his time at the Hall of Heroes gave him…a little perspective, especially since they saved him from those Gem aliens and it was enough he went to Rolf to had his Aura unlocked and did a little working out and training in secret while everyone was focused on other stuff. While many of his fellow Cul-de-Sac kids and friends had their own Semblances, that Nigel kid had Frostfire, Nazz had super powers she got from the sun, Jonny could control wood, Eddy could stretch himself, that Abby chick can make herself invisible, and many of the rest have unique Semblances of their own.
He had a unique one.
Inventing, specifically with vehicles.
While in GrimmFall, he never had the chance to use his Semblance. But the second he got back home, Kevin went to work immediately. Building his new bike he got from nothing but scrap. And thanks to Dust, he built his new bike to be a state-of-the-art Thunderchild with a ton of new tricks and gadgets, and built to be nigh-indestructible. He already knew with all the craziness that happens in his world, his bike would usually be thrashed at least once a month.
But now that he's seen what was out there, there's always going to be a new Grimm or nutjob who's gonna thrash his bike. He made sure his new bike would be perfect.
The bike itself was an armored black Chopper with green neon flames on the sides.
Kevin was still working on his bike, screwing in a new bolt with his Ratchet (which doubles as a night stick and a gun, of course), all the while listening to radio. As Kevin finished up, he stood up and walked over to change the radio station. As he made it over, he changed the channel to some kind of racing commercial. After Kevin was done with his bike, he stood back up as he walked over to a coat hanger where a black and neon green jacket was hanging.
"Hmm... Let's see what kind of protection this mix of Dust is gonna do for me." Said Kevin as he put on protective gloves and goggles as he picked up a crow bar.
As he then walked over to the jacket he pulled back the crow bar and swung it at the jacket. As there was a green bolt of lightning and a mini explosion of green fire as Kevin stumbles back.
"Woah!" Kevin looked at his Dust jacket as he saw small bolts of green electricity zap across the jacket as the green flames started to shrink and die.
Kevin looked on in amazement, as he looked down at his crow bar that was melted with a green burning glow as it was melted and hanging by a string of molten metal.
"... Rad. That'll protect me alright." Said Kevin as he dropped the melted crow bar and took his Dust coated jacket off the hanger and looked at it.
"Hm, pretty sweet." Said Kevin as he placed his jacket on the work bench and looked over at his Dust coated skull painted helmet with the green design of a skull on it and his Dust coated leather pants.
"I just need a little more Dust and a few more parts and I'll finally be done." Kevin said as he reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet, as he looked inside it with a moth flying out. He looked in his wallet with a disappointed expression as he saw his wallet was totally empty.
"Aww man!" Groaned Kevin in annoyance as he put his wallet away. "Damn! I already spent all my Technos on these motorcycle parts and Dust. How am I gonna get the money now?"
Just as Kevin asked that, one of the commercials came on the radio. "ALL YOU MOTORCYCLE ENTHUSIESTS BETTER PICK YOUR EARS UP AND PAY ATTENTION! BECAUSE TONIGHT 10 PM SHARP! ALL THE BEST MOTORCYCLISTS ARE GONNA BRING THEIR BIKES FROM ALL OVER PEACH CREEK IN THE RADICAL RACE TO WIN 100,000 TECHNOS!"
"A hundred thousand Technos?!" Kevin exclaimed.
"THAT'S RIGHT! 100,000 TECHNOS! THE RACE WILL TAKE PLACE IN WESTCHESTER STREET BY THE PEACH CREEK MOUNTAIN! 100,000 TECHNOS WILL BE OFFERED TO THE WINNER OF THE RACE! AND REMEMBER TO NOT BE LATE!" The announcement ended as Kevin smiled at the radio, as he looked back at his new bike he made with a smile.
"Hahaha... Oh, yeah... That 10,000 Technos will be all mine!" Said Kevin as his Dust covered combustible jacket slipped off the counter and hit the ground with enough force to start a small fire. Kevin looked over with a surprised expression on his face.
"CRAP!" Kevin quickly picked up his the fire extinguisher as he sprayed the fire for a good seven seconds before the fire died and Kevin stood over the extinguished jacket.
"Yeah, should probably tone down the amount of unstable Dust on that thing..." Said Kevin as a tiny fly flew over and landed on the sensitive jacket, causing another fire to erupt as Kevin gave the jacket one more quick spray with his fire extinguisher.
Xxx
It was 9:58 PM as on the dirt road that would usually be devoid of anyone accept for some wild life, was packed with motorcycle enthusiasts with several dozen spectators and only a dozen people on motorcycles on the dirt road as they were revving their motorcycles and waiting for everyone to show up. The audience was cheering and clapping as the people who were hosting the race was still waiting.
The very second it turned to 10:00, the main announcer looked at his watch one more time, standing up as he aimed the microphone to his mouth as he started speaking. "Well, ladies and gentlemen! It is 10:00! All riders on your Choppers, Trackers, and Bobbers get ready to start your engines!"
But the announcer stopped as he and everyone else saw one more biker on a Chopper roll in and join the lineup of bikes.
"Woah! Hold on now... Looks like we got a new competitor joining us!" Said the announcer as the new rider parked in the lineup of other bikers.
This new rider was on an armored black Chopper with neon green flames on the sides while the rider himself was in leather black pants, boots, and jacket with neon flame designs on them as well. Everything was black and green except for his helmet which was black with a red skull design painted on it.
Almost everyone 'Hooed' and 'Awwed' at this new biker who joined the race. The new biker remained silent as the announcer spoke once more. "Well... Looks like we have a new contender! Right on time it seems! Hey- Umm... Skull-head-guy, did you fill out all the paperwork and everything?"
The new biker nodded as everyone cheered.
As the announcer started to speak again, one of the loud fat bikers sitting on his bike next to the new biker looked over at him. The biker next to the new one was on a Bobber that was gold and white, he was wearing a golden motorcycle jacket with the black and white emblem on the back with the words reading on the bottom 'The Golden Gang.' The man was overweight, wearing sunglasses, was bald, and a black beard. He was laughing as he tossed his empty beer can aside.
"HAHAHAHA! Would you look at this? The new BADASS rider for our little race. HAHAHAHAHA! So, you hoping to win that 100,000 Technos, buddy? Well I'm sorry to say it junior, but all that mullah is MINE! But, maybe if you do win, you'll be able to buy a little pink pretty dress for yourself, Princess" Said the man as he and all of his friends who wore golden jackets just like him were all laughing hysterically while drinking beer. Kevin groaned in anger under his helmet, but he didn't come here to fight anyone. He just wanted to win the money, and leave.
"HAHAHAHA! Oh, look, I'm sorry, man. Look, here's a little peace offering." Said the fat man as he pulled out a can of beer and held it out for Kevin to take. Kevin looked over with his helmet covering his face as he stared at the peace offering.
'Hmm... I'm definitely not going to drink that... But, maybe he's a nice guy who was just joking around?' Thought Kevin, but as Kevin was thinking this, the fat man smiled as he reached out with his other hand and opened the shaken up can, spraying beer all over Kevin.
"HOW'D YOU LIKE MY PEACE OFFERING, PRINCESS?" The fat man asked as he laughed hysterically with his friends.
Kevin sat on his bike, soaking wet with beer as he slowly looked back at the laughing fat man.
"Oh... It is SO ON you dork..." Kevin growled as he turned his eyes back on the road as the announcer started to announce for the race to begin.
"RACERS! START YOUR ENGINES!" Said the announcer as all the bikers did was he said, as the sound of motorcycles roaring ripped through the air. "IN FIVE, FOUR, THREE, TWO, ONE... GO!"
Announced the racers, but the second before anyone could've began to ride, Kevin activated his green Aura, thus activating the Dust on his clothing and bike to light up with green fire as the bikers and spectators around him blocked their eyes as the large exhaust vents from the sides of Kevin's motorcycle spit green fire as Kevin rode like the wind and instantly hit 55 MPH. Many of the bikers that were left behind were in shock, especially the fat man in gold. Be he and the rest of the bikers growled along with their engines as they rode down the road.
All the motorcyclists rode down the mountain and into the city of Peach Creek. All clocking in around 65 MPH as they group of motorcyclists were riding through the streets of Peach Creek through mostly vacant streets. Dodging cars as Kevin was way ahead of all of them, the intensity of the racing was growing bigger and bigger as the motorcycles shredded the pavement and dodged cars.
Only a few minutes later, the group of speeding motorcycles made their way back to the road where they all started at, luckily avoiding any authorities that would pull them over. As the rest of the bikers made it back and stopped, they looked over and saw that Kevin was standing on the side, with his helmet still on as he was being handed the 100,000 Technos in a suitcase by the host as he smiled and nodded at him.
"Here ya go my good sir! 100,000 Technos for coming in first place!" Said the man as Kevin opened the suitcase and looked inside it to count his earnings. As Kevin was doing this, the announcer continued to speak.
"You know... How you just out sped all of the other bikers and how you maneuvered out of their way was just INCREDIBLE! Where did you get a bike like that?" The host asked.
"Umm... I actually made it." Said Kevin still counting his earnings at the man's jaw dropped.
"You... Made THAT awesome motorcycle?! By yourself?" Asked the host as Kevin counted up the last of his earnings.
"Yup..."
"Woah! That is unbelievable!... You know... I run a small motorcycle shop on the east side of the Peach Creek city, you want a job making motorcycles?" Asked the man as Kevin shut the suitcase and looked back up at the host.
"Umm... No thanks, Man." Said Kevin. "I was really just here to win the money I need to complete the construction on my bike. But thanks anyway for the Technos."
But as the host was about to renegotiate, Kevin and the host both heard a yell as they both looked over and saw a group walking towards them.
"Hey you little punk! You cheated! Those Technos are mine! Give them back or I'll break your damn legs!" Yelled the fat man with the golden jacket from before with the rest of his posse was walking behind him to back him up.
"Oh! Uhh- Sorry, dude. But I gotta get goin'!" Kevin said as he ran back to his bike before the host could stop him, getting on it as he revved up the engine as his bike roared away down the road.
The fat man in the gold jacket stopped with the rest of his posse, growling in anger. Knowing that he and his crew won't be able to catch up to a bike like that. He growled once more as he reached in his pocket and took out a Tablet as he dialed a number and put it to his ear.
"... Yeah, no it's me, David. Yeah- No- No I did not get the Technos to pay back Midas yet!... Yea- NO! This stupid guy on this stupid motorcycle took it and drove off! No I cannot go after him because he's too fast! But look- Just listen! This guy rode in on some awesome Dust infused motorcycle and beat everyone! It was nothing like I ever seen before! And I overheard he built it himself! Yeah... I know I can't get him but... What about that paramilitary group Midas has?" Said the fat man talking on the phone as his smile grew.
On the road, Kevin was riding his bike as he passed several streets and was closer to home. But that's when out of nowhere, a helicopter shined a spotlight down on Kevin as he was riding, Kevin looked back to see that it was a black helicopter following him, with no insignia of any type of police or authorities on it.
'What the-!? What is this guy's problem? Why is he on my tail if he's not the cops?! Nevermind... If they're cops, that's bad news. If they're NOT cops, that's really bad news... Gotta lose them!' Thought Kevin as he sped up and drove down multiple streets, trying his best to lose the helicopter.
But it was no use as the helicopter was hot on his tail. But as he was about to ride faster, he looked back to see two black van's following him, as they drove closer and tried to ram him and skid him off the road.
'Ugh! What the-!? You know what? Screw this! If these dorks wanna fight, I'll give it to them!' Kevin thought as he made one more turn and turned into a dead end alleyway.
He parked there as he put the stand up and left the bike standing there. Stepping off the bike and standing in front of it. As Kevin stood there, the black armored vans pull up as the black helicopter hovers over Kevin with the spotlight.
Kevin stood there as the doors to the vans open up as men in body armor holding automatic weapons get out and aim their weapons at him. One of the men, most likely the leader, stepped forward as he pulls out a megaphone.
"Get on your knees and show us your hands or we will shoot!" Said the man as all the other men ready their guns, aiming them at Kevin.
"What do you want from me?" Asked Kevin but the men didn't answer his question.
"LAST WARNING! HANDS AND KNEES... NOW!" Yelled the man, as Kevin noticed there was another behind him carrying a black sack, rope, and duct tape.
"Tell me what's going on before I decide to tear through you dorks without a seconds thought!" Yelled Kevin as only half a second passed, before all the men start opening fire on Kevin, spraying him with bullets.
Only one more moment passed before the gunfire halted as Kevin fell to his knees then on his back.
"Ugh... Damn it! Midas is gonna be furious with us! He wanted that guy ALIVE to build more bikes like that!" Yelled one of the men.
"Suck it up, will ya? We still got the guys 100,000 Technos and his bike. Midas' guys will just figure out how it works then build more of them." Another one of the paramilitary men said as all the men marched forward towards Kevin's bike.
As the men started to touch Kevin's bike and was about to dig through the holsters on the sides to find the 100,000 Technos he rightfully won.
"Hey!" Yelled a voice as the paramilitary men outside the vans, and around Kevin's bike, stopped and turned around to see Kevin himself standing there with his hands curled into fists. "HANDS OFF MY BIKE!"
The paramilitary soldiers looked at him with shock and confusion as Kevin's green Aura powered up and activated the Dust infused with his clothes in helmet. His suit glowed and burned green with fire as his helmet glowed a crimson red color with the skull markings glowing. The paramilitary men looked at him with fear for only a moment, before pulling up their guns and aiming them at him.
Kevin quickly pulled out two of his Ratchet weapons as he held them as nightsticks. As the men fired at Kevin, the bullets simply bounced off of his armored jacket as the kinetic energy from the bullets only fueled Kevin's jacket as it burned hotter. Right before any of the paramilitary soldiers knew it, Kevin thrashed his nightstick around as he instantly knocked one of the thugs through a brick wall, quickly dashing to the rest that were around his bike as he trashed his now burning Ratchet's around and causing all the thugs to get knocked down and back into the wall.
But as one of the men aimed their guns at Kevin's head, he pulled his trigger as the bullet reflected off of Kevin's helmet. Kevin simply swung his Ratchet down as he broke the thug's gun in half as he kicked the man into the wall.
"Load up and let's get out of here!" Yelled one of the men near the van as the other thugs loaded up as the vans backed up and peeled off.
Kevin growled in anger as he walked back over to his bike, got on it, and followed after the paramilitary soldiers. As the soldiers drove with the helicopters above them, the paramilitary soldiers looked back as they saw Kevin was speeding down the highway right behind them in a wave of green and red flames.
"What are you idiots waiting for!? SHOOT HIM!" Yelled the driver of one of the two vans as the soldiers opened the back and leaned out the windows to shoot at Kevin.
But as the bullets hit him, they just bounced off as the energy from the bullets only made Kevin burn hotter and hotter. But that didn't stop the soldiers from unloading their rounds into Kevin.
BRATTA! TATTA! BRATTA! TATTA! BRATTA! TATTA! BRATTA! TATTA! BRATTA! TATTA! BRATTA! TATTA! BRATTA! TATTA! BRATTA! TATTA! BRATTA! TATTA! BRATTA! TATTA!
'Alright... You dorks wanna mess with me and run away?! I don't think so...' Kevin thought as he pressed a few buttons on his console, making the barrel of a cannon bud out of the front of his bike.
Kevin reached into his pocket as he looked down and saw two green 50 caliber bullets with Kevin's red Ratchet emblem at the bottom of the bullet. Kevin loaded up the cannon as he aimed it at the first van.
"EAT THIS YOU VAN FREAKS!" Growled Kevin as the cannon fired.
BOOM!
And literally tore one of the entire vans in half as the two pieces of the van fell and stopped as Kevin jumped the destroyed van.
"HOLY CRAP!" Yelled the remaining van driver as he looked into his rear view mirror.
Kevin didn't stop there as he started tail gating the other van.
"Oh my Glob! No! No! I'm not going down like this, Man! And now this... this... ghost rider is going to take us down!" Yelled one of the men in the van.
"What are you!? Stupid!? No! It's not a ghost rider! That's stupid! He's like a... HOT ROD!" Yelled another man in the van.
"Will you two shut up and shoot this guy!?" Yelled the driver as the soldiers poked their heads out of the car once more to see Kevin was still gaining on them, but this time he was whipping around a green burning chain in the air with the end of it attached to one of his Ratchets, the whipped it forward as the chain wrapped itself to the undercarriage of the van, specifically to the mechanisms moving the wheels as Kevin pulled hard and ripped the rear van wheels off, causing the van to skid out of control.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" All the men in the van screamed as the high-rise freeway as it broke through the concrete barrier and fell off as Kevin stopped his bike and looked at the broken wall with his face concealed by his helmet showing an expression of guilt.
"Umm... Maybe those twerps survived?" Asked Kevin.
BOOM!
The van exploded as Kevin could see the fire and smoke rising from where the crash happened.
"Uhh... They were bad people anyway, so no harm done... Right?" Asked Kevin out loud as suddenly out of nowhere, a sniper bullet his Kevin in his helmet as it bounced off. Kevin looked back and up to see the same black helicopter from before hovering above him with the spotlight as the sniper that leaned out of the helicopter took two more shots at Kevin.
All to no effect.
"YEHAH!" Yelled Kevin as he spun his burning chain and Ratchet around, thrashing it forward and wrapped the chain around the skid of a helicopter, pulling it down with surprising strength as the helicopter tried to fly away.
"Woah... When Rolf said Aura can make you stronger, he wasn't kidding." Said Kevin as he pulls the helicopter close enough so he can communicate with the pilot on the inside who looks terrified.
"What's your deal, Man!? Why'd you chase me down?! Why'd ya shoot me!? And why'd you wanna take my bike!?" Yelled Kevin.
"Oh! Umm- Well- We were told that you were able to create you bike by hand. Something nobody has ever seen before! And we were sent to either take you in, or kill you and take your bike in!" Said the pilot.
"Who's your boss?" Asked Kevin.
"No! I can't do that! He'd kill me!" Said the pilot as Kevin pulled the helicopter down again.
"And what makes you think I won't?" Asked Kevin.
"AHHH! Okay! Okay! Okay! His name is Midas Goult! The leader of the Gold Gang! He's just looking for a new weapon to take over all of Peach Creek!" Said the pilot.
"... If your boss wants me, I'll come to him! There are too many morons trying to take over by hurting innocent people! Tell you boss, I'm coming for him! Now get out of here! Your startn' to piss me off!" Yelled Kevin.
"Yeah! Yeah! Okay!" Said the pilot fearfully as Kevin spun around the helicopter several times until the chain unwrapped itself as the black helicopter flew away.
Kevin looked back at the black van that was split in half, as he then started to hear police sirens. Kevin saw that cop cars were driving a distance away towards him. Kevin wasted no time as he got back on his bike and drove away with his tire tracks burning in green flames.
Xxx
Within the mansion of one of the biggest crime bosses in Peach Creek, was the main room of the mansion or just the 'throne room'. The 'throne room' itself was a pretty vast room with a long hallway running down the middle with two sets of stairs leading to the second floor that over looked the first floor of the 'throne room'. On all sides of the room, it was lined with golden statues of Beowolves, Griffons, Ursai, and even statues of what appears to be police officers and a few that appeared to be Huntsmen. The high ceiling above everyone was also hanging with golden statues of man-sized Nevermores, that had wiring running through them with lightbulbs sticking out of them.
The 'throne room' was also surrounded by men and women dressed like gang members wearing gold and black, carrying semi-automatic weapons and looking over their leader who was sitting in the 'throne' itself, a golden throne.
The fat man who was with the crew of other gold wearing motorcyclists, walked down the hallway with several of the paramilitary men who survived the encounter with Kevin. As they walked up to the man in the chair, they stopped as they looked up at him.
"Mister Goult..." Said the fat man in a respectful tone as the man in the throne stood up and walked over to him.
The man himself stood around 5'6 tall, he wore a gold and black leather armored jacket with designs all over it, a golden tie, several tattoos across his face and neck that include a crown, a skull, barbed wire, and other threatening symbols. He wore sunglasses, had short black hair, wore black pants, black shoes, had a scar on his left cheek, and had a golden kingly crown on his head.
"Bibiano... You still have the money you owe me after gambling away all the money I kindly provided for you?" Asked Glout, looking at the fat man with a dangerous look.
"Well, Mister Goult, you see, I was in a bike race to win 100,000 Technos to pay you back all the money I borrowed. But that's when this freak showed up who was on fire and had a motorcycle that could go so fast that-
"I already KNOW you imbecile... And I already know you made a call to my paramilitary group to go after this guy and lost several men. I've been trying to find a way to take over this entire city for good... And you not only managed to let this new compañero slip through your fingers with this new valuable technology, but also to let this man make a fool out of my forces... And NOBODY makes a fool of my forces!" Yelled Midas as Bibiano nodded fearfully.
"Umm... Well sir, I-"
"But there's no need to worry about it." Said Midas smiling as he wrapped his arm around Bibiano's shoulder like they were old friends as Bibiano nervously smiled back.
"But... Aren't you mad, sir?"
"Ha! Me? Mad? Of course not! I'm much more sophisticated then that!" Said Midas as he led Bibiano to behind the gold throne where a white door was.
"Look... You found a new potential way for me to enforce the streets and take over this city for good. And for that, your debt is paid in full!" Said Midas leading Bibiano to the door. "In fact... I want to give you a reward."
"Wow! Really? That's so nice of you." Said Bibiano as Midas led him to the door and opened it, revealing a dark room as Bibiano walked inside with Midas following him.
"So... Are we really cool?"
"Golden." Said Midas as he shut the door. "Oh... But you forgot one thing, Bibiano... You didn't even try to go after him."
Through the door as all the guards and other paramilitary soldiers in the throne room could hear the horrific screams of Bibiano.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Everyone in the room had frightened looks on their faces as the screams suddenly stopped, as it was then followed by silence.
Only a second passed before there was a snapping sound coming from the room as Midas walked back out of it with an unhappy expression.
And holding something behind his back.
He then walked over to the remaining paramilitary thugs who tried to capture Kevin as Midas walked over to the leader and glared up at him.
"Give me your hand." Said Midas as the lead thug held out his hand as Midas dropped what he was holding behind his back into the leaders hand.
The severed forearm of Bibiano that was now pure gold.
"Find this... Hot Rod... Rob a bank, vandalize, and kill. I don't care what you have to do to draw this guy's attention, just capture him and bring him to me. I'll teach him that nobody makes a fool out of me. And that his fancy technology will be mine." Said Midas.
"Yes, Mister Goult." The thug responded.
Xxx
SCANNING BRAIN ALGORTHIMS
COPYING INTELLIGENCE
DOWNLOADING INTELLIGENCE
INITIATING MATRIX
ACTIVATING MODEL 2000
There was a flash of red light as the plant like device lowered itself down and spat out something covered in green goop.
"My baby!" Dexter leaned over, seeing his reflection in the goop before it was removed to reveal the machine underneath.
It was a rather simple design consisting of metallic grey oval body with an antenna sticking out of its head, arms that ended with three fingered hands and a sphere shaped wheel at the bottom for movement. It had a single glowing red eye and a mouth piece underneath for a 'face' but Dexter wasn't interested in facial expressions.
"Well, what do we have here?" Dexter asked as he slowly paced around the robot. "Not as good as the original but I guess you'll do."
The robot turned and faced him. "Greetings, Dexter. I am Ultrabot 2000."
"I know who you are. I created you." Dexter gestured to himself and then at the floor. "And you can start by cleaning up this mess you made."
Ultrabot held up its right hand and folded into the arm, changing into a vacuum that sucked up all the goop instantly.
"Yes well…Robot, the reasons I created you is because I need someone to assist me in pursuit of knowledge and science and to prove I can be a better super hero than my sister." Dexter scowled at the memory of Dee-Dee becoming Major Glory's sidekick("Apprentice!" Major Glory corrected) and his senile grandfather and charlatan uncle actually supporting her. "To that end, I have programmed you for-"
"Solving situations such as the world hunger, prejudices, the problem of the Grimm and protection from outer threats. Peace on Earth." Ultrabot finished for him.
"…Yes." Dexter cleared his throat. "For pursuit of knowledge I like to begin with something that was inspired to me. Follow me."
Ultrabot followed Dexter to the main computer and Dexter brought up the plans for his greatest invention. "The Neurotomic Protocore."
"Yes." Dexter nodded with a pleased smile. "Now shall we get to work? Our first job is preparing my new invention for this year's science fair."
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"Okay. We've got everything we need to watch the season finale of Duck-tective tomorrow." Mabel held up a box full of food with a ramp. "I even made mouth-ramps so we can pour food into our mouths without taking our eyes off the screen." To test it she poured some food into her mouth. "Nom nom nom."
Stan stapled a turkey head to a beaver's body. "And I recreated the main character out of some spare taxidermy parts." He said, and started imitating Duck-tective. "Quack quack. I'm the duck detective! Who stole my bread loaf?""
Mabel laughed. "Hahaha! That is so messed up! Dipper would LOVE that!"
"Heh. Yeah. Where is the little squirt anyway? I haven't seen him all afternoon." Stan realized.
"Last I saw he was out in the backyard playing the Dungeon game." Frida said, shoving some popcorn into her mouth.
"Seriously? By himself?" Stan shook his head. "Maybe we should get him in here so he won't be so lonely."
"Before or after the show starts?" Zoe asked, sitting down on the couch with Frida and Mabel.
"Eh…We'll check during the commercial break." Stan said, not even bothering to look out the window to see the snowy weather with high winds that was shown as a dwarf was blown past it.
"AAH!"
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Ford held the dice around his fingers. "Alright. You've entered the chamber. Princess Unatainabelle beckons you. But WAIT! IT'S A TRAP!"
Dipper gasped.
"An illusion cast by Probabilitor the Annoying." Ford finished.
"You know his weakness, right?" Dipper asked and then answered along with Ford. "Prime-statistical anomalies over 37 but not exceeding 51!"
He then rolled the dice.
"Yes! Uh! In your face, you cardboard wizard!"
Ford held up the picture of Probabilitor. "Hm. The old boy looks a bit different than he did back in my day."
"Mmm, yeah, they change the art every few years. Thankfully you missed the period when the creators of the game tried to make it 'cooler.'" Dipper said and shivered. "Must have been dark times, those 90's."
"Yeesh. Sounds like a good time to be stuck between dimensions." Ford commented.
"Great uncle Ford, I've been meaning to ask you: where were you before you came out of that machine, and what have you been doing down here? Are you working on something behind that curtain?" Dipper couldn't help but ask.
"Dipper, it's best if you and the family stay away from that subject. Honestly, I'm not sure any of you could handle the real answer." Ford replied.
"But, but I can handle it-"
"Ah-ah! But I can show you something I brought back with me." Ford said and dumped out the contents of his bag and opens a box. "An infinity-sided die."
"Woah... that's so cool. And... impossible!" Dipper exclaimed.
"These things are outlawed in 9,000 dimensions. You wanna know why? Look at those symbols. Infinite sides means infinite outcomes." Ford held up the dice for Dipper to see. "If I rolled it, anything could happen. Our faces could melt into jelly. The world could turn into an egg. Or you could just roll an eight."
Who knows? That's why I have to keep it in this protective cheap plastic case. Now, back to the game! You've got Probabilitor on the ropes."
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DING-DING!
With a simply ringing of the smell bell, the walls and floors of the Northwest Mansion split open, even flipping so that up was now down, causing the three to fall as the mansion began splitting itself apart and remaking itself with the rooms moving themselves all around.
"Let's play a game." Preston Northwest grinned as he rung his bell again.
DING-DING!
Double D looked up and saw a giant block falling towards him. Armatae immediately activated the rockets and Double D flew out of the way.
Warning, Preston Northwest is able to alter the interior of the mansion and can even tamper with the physical laws in here.
"I can see that!" Double D exclaimed as he dodged several more blocks.
DING-DING!
Preston rang the bell again and a door appeared under Miss Spell and Phan-Tone, both of them falling into separate rooms. "Now they are out of the way."
Inside both rooms were something big and scary, likely monsters summoned or brought here by Bill Cipher himself.
DING-DING!
A door appeared in front of Preston and it opened to reveal…
"Mother! Father!" Double D exclaimed.
Behind the door were Double D's parents, chained to walls and heavily bruised, likely from being starved, beaten and even tortured.
"You monster!"
Preston only chuckled. "You have this one last chance. Use that armor to kill Miss Spell and Phan-Tone and I'll release your parents."
He's lying. My scans detect his micro-expressions and heartbeat.
That's when Double D started to become mad, curling up his fists as Armatae showed the scans of not only Preston lying but also because of the scans of the injuries his parents had suffered and knew that Preston was just going to kill them even if Double D did do as he said.
"YOU LIAR!" Double D yelled. "YOU SAID YOU WOULDN'T HURT THEM! THAT IF I STEPPED ONE TOE OUT OF LINE YOU'D HAVE THEM KILLED! BUT NO! YOU IMPRISONED THEM! TORTURED THEM! YOU WERE EVEN PLANNNG TO KILL THEM!"
Preston smiled as he pulled out a remote. "Uh-uh-uh, if you try to hurt me I press this and a bomb goes off. Not only do your parents die but you along with Miss Spell and Phan-Tone go up in flames."
Double D raised his hand and fired a blast at the remote.
ZAP!
Preston grunted as the remote was blast out of his hand.
"I don't care…You hurt my family, you will pay!" Double D growled. "How long did you think you could keep me as your slave anyway? Until I died."
"Heheh…That was the plan." Preston chuckled, making Double D angrier. "But I'm not an unreasonable man. Get on your knees and beg for my apologies like a dog and maybe I won't have your parents executed."
Double D was taken back for a moment…and then roared in anger as he shot forward at Preston who rung his bell and conjured another door. Double D stopped in mid-air just before flying into the door and Preston rung his bell again. The armored genius flew out of the way as a massive block fell from above that was meant to flatten him. Preston continued ringing his bell, conjuring blocks and spikes to try to skewer or flatten Double D but the boy was fast enough to dodge incoming strikes. However he was not fast enough to get a direct shot at Preston.
His bell is what allows him to control and manipulate the environment. Destroy it and he loses control.
"Any idea how we can get close enough?" Double D asked, dodging a door that was meant to slam him into the wall and likely squish him to death.
None at this time.
"Terrific." Double D sighed he fired another blast at Preston who blocked it by summoning a stone column.
"I hope you know you're going to die here boy. And nobody's going to save you." Preston said with a smile.
"Why are you even serving Cipher? He's going to kill us all!" Double D yelled.
"Correction, he's going to kill you and those other brats…Though for me." Preston said as he held up his bell. "I'm going to live…Too bad the same can't be said for your parents."
DING-DING!
"NO!" Double D shouted as the door leading to his parents slammed shut and he could hear their screams.
"That would be the sound of them screaming as the floor beneath them opens to an eternal black abyss." Preston said with a pleased smile as he rang his bell.
DING-DING!
Double D, left in stunned horror by the deaths of his parents was crushed by a stone column even as Armatae urged him to move while the pillar was crushing him.
Preston laughed as he watched the column press down on the boy. "Time to die, little boy."
"EDDWARD!"
Double D's head shot up, spotting his parents in the arms of Phan-Tone while hovering in the air. "Mother?! Father?!"
"What?!" Preston gaped, seeing the two captives alive. "But you couldn't have reached them in time! This mansion has barriers to keep you from phasing through!"
"Which was why we came prepared."
Preston gritted his teeth as Miss Spell came out of a portal behind Double D, lifting the column up with her red psionic powers. "You…"
"Before we entered this mansion I created magical duplicates of myself to act as decoys, having suspected you would try and force this boy to try and kill us again." Miss Spell said with a stern face as Phan-Tone came down, softly placing Double D's parents on the ground. "And we were right to suspect you'd have something up your sleeve."
"Grr…DAMN YOU!" Preston rang his bell multiple times summoning multiple columns and spikes down on the group with walls surrounding them to keep them from escaping. "DIE!"
Double D shot forward, the Armatae armor boosting at full speed and reacting enough he could dodge each strike until he was in striking distance of Preston and slugged him in the stomach before grabbing the bell, crushing it in his hand.
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!" Preston screamed as Double D dropped the broken pieces onto the ground.
As soon as the bell was crushed, the entire mansion began to shake and collapse.
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There was a flash of purple light followed by a vortex of swirling energy that brought the ingredients together.
"It's alive, IT'S ALIVE!" Pericles exclaimed with dark laughter in his tone, watching as a child like shape appeared in the center of the circle.
"Really?" Nyx raised an eyebrow.
Pericles shrugged his wings and chuckled. "What can I say it's a classic line that every evil scientist wants to say at some point, and I am a fan of the classics~"
Whatever Nyx was about to say next was cut off as the room began to shake, the ground and wall cracking.
"Oh great." Nyx sighed in frustration. "What's that idiot up to now?"
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"Eddward, we have to go!" Miss Spell shouted as she and her husband picked up Double D's parents and quickly used her powers to clear open an exit.
Just as Double D turned to fly out with them, Preston jumped onto his back. "Hey!"
"I won't let you leave here alive!" Preston growled as he tried to pull Double D down. "If I manage to get rid of you, the Great Cipher will reward even if I die!"
Initializing Defense Protocol
An electrical current traveled through Double D's armor and zapped Preston, blasting him into the wall just as a door opened. He let out a scream as the door led to a black abyss, the same abyss that he tried to drop Double D's parents into and fell into it, never to be seen again. Double D had no time to react or mourn as he shot through the collapsing mansion and managed to reach the door as the mansion began to collapse and literally sink into the ground.
The great home of the Northwest family was completely gone in a matter of minutes with only pieces of debris sticking out of the ground as proof of where it once stood.
The three stared for a few seconds before Double D turned to his parents, seeing how injured they truly were. "Mother, Father, are you all right?"
"Eddward?" His mother asked, seeing the armor around that slowly receded to reveal her son. "Wh-what-?"
"Best left for another time. You need to get to a hospital." Miss Spell quickly said.
"Well, well, well. What happened here?"
They looked up to see Nyx floating above them, her hair twirling around her body as she landed and looked at them with a soft smile and then looked at the remains of the Northwest Mansion. "So, Preston went down with his house. Well, I guess I should thank you for that since he was always an insufferable twit. I can't say even Pacifica will miss him."
Miss Spell sensed the great magic within this newcomer and knew what she was. "You're a Lady of Chaos."
Nyx then turned to regard Miss Spell. "The great Sorceress Supreme here to save the day from the mean old insane triangle and all his allies, tsk what a joke."
"You have me at an disadvantage, I'm afraid. Miss…" Miss Spell replied.
"Of course, how could you possibly know me? It's a shame that you're five years late, honestly I can't believe my mortal self looked up to you! You're supposed to be one of the world's greatest heroines and one of if not the most powerful magical being as well. But really your record seems to show an abundance of threats that you allow to do as they please, or let other heroes do your job." Nyx replied with an angered smile. "It doesn't stop at Cipher or Sammael either. Gunmar, Morgana, Gramma Stuffum, Crom Cruach. I could go on but the questions remains the same how many times have you failed in your self-proclaimed duty?"
She spread her arms out, making a dramatic pose.
"In a way I myself stand here today as a monument to your failures as sorceress supreme! If you had been there when my mortal self needed a hero most than not only would Cipher not be on the verge of his Weirdmageddon but Klarion would have never have gotten his claws into me, turning me into the Lady of Chaos that stands before you." She chuckled. "The Magical Elders might be a bunch of manipulative old bastards, but I can see why besides greater power and influence they wanted to use June by turning her from Te Xuan Ze into your replacement."
Miss Spell didn't know this woman but could tell she placed a great deal of blame on her for all things in her life.
Before she could say anything, Double D stepped forward. "And yet she stands here today, having done something you couldn't have been bothered to do."
"And what is that?" Nyx asked with an amused smile.
"Saving my parents." Double D gestured to his parents. "She helped me save them from Preston whom you are allied with along with Bill! Knowing the kind of magical being you are you knew he had them and didn't lift a finger to save them and you dare to lay blame on Miss Spell for helping me save them as soon as she knew what was going on?"
"Preston was no ally of mine." Nyx scoffed.
"But you still knew what he had done and did absolutely nothing about it. You're just as much as the pathetic piece of trash that Preston Northwest was! The only difference is instead of being extremely arrogant you are incredibly cowardly! Despite all the power you have, you won't lift a finger to help people like my parents and just stood by and allowed them to be tortured while having the nerve to call out everyone else for whatever mistakes you perceive!" Double D said as he summoned back his armor.
Nyx growled, eyes flashing purple. "Coward huh?"
"How else do I describe someone who looks at the people around her and only sees their mistakes?" Double D asked rhetorically. "Now are you going to leave or shall I assume you wish to fight?"
Nyx glared and then shrugged. "Fine, have your victory, sock head. It'll probably be the only one you ever get."
With that, Nyx vanished in a flash of purple flames. Once she was gone, Double D turned back to his parents, his armor vanishing.
"I don't suppose you can portal us to a hospital." The genius asked Miss Spell.
"Actually, I can." Miss Spell replied, conjuring a portal to GrimmFall Hospital. "Best get your parents as far away from here as possible."
"Agreed." Double D said, helping his mother stand up while Phan-Tone helped with his father.
All of them entered the portal, eager to leave this dreadful place behind.
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Name: Kevin Ratchet
Species: Human
Aura: Green
Semblance: Hot Rod
Description: Possessing a sixth sense for biking intuition Kevin is able to not only assemble his own bike with the appropriate tools but he can improve it beyond normal standards. He is likely able to do the same for all modern vehicles.
Weapon: Ratchet(He decided to name his main weapon after the tool it was based on)
Description: A modified ratchet tool that doubles as a nightstick and gun.