Beatrice, and her boyfriend Daniel, were unsure of how to react to the sight they saw. "Bea... do you want to"
"No, your less likely to break every window within a mile," Beatrice said to Daniel.
"Well you can control that, can't you?" Daniel asked.
"I could, but this is too weird and too creepy to not scream at," Beatrice said.
"WILL YOU STOP TALKING ABOUT THIS?!" Persephone screamed as she was merged with her boyfriend, Beuergard Flynn.
"For the last time, I'm sorry Percy!" Beauregard said as he fiddled with his Seperatortron 2100 with his arms. "Just stop squirming and this will be over quicker." The two teenage lovers had been combined into some sort of multi-limbed abomination with two heads.
"How about we both scream? Honestly, this isn't even the weirdest thing I've seen. But it still warranted my contribution." Beatrice suggested.
"On three. One... two... three!" Daniel and Beatrice then screamed at the horrific abomination that Bearergard had turned himself and Persephone into. Thankfully Beatrice's screaming didn't break any glass within a mile, only cracked it.
"Okay, I've got the Seperatortron calibrated." Beauregard aimed the device at himself and Persephone, separating the two teenagers into separate beings again. He then created an arcane glyph in his hands, not unlike the ones that Persephone could use.
"There... you got my magic powers. Are you happy now Bo?" Persephone asked tersely.
"No... no, I'm elated that you're less likely to magically explode." Beauregard said with relief. "And I can't apologize enough for merging us like that."
"Well... that splitting headache is gone, now it's just the normal migraines," Persephone said as she rubbed her forehead.
"Okay... wasn't there an easier way to help her without turning yourselves into an abomination?" Daniel asked.
"To be honest, I panicked. Persephone's forehead was... behaving oddly like something was trying to burst out, I wasn't sure what it meant, I thought a scan would take too long, and I merged us so that I could take some of Titania's leftover magic." Beauregard explained.
"Really?" Beatrice asked suspiciously.
"Look I know I often have ulterior motives for doing things. But I would NEVER do something like that regarding Percy." Beauregard said defensively.
"Still here... now about that double date we all talked about earlier? Before my headache almost literally became 'splitting'." Persephone said.
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"Well, that date still went better than the last time we went with Bea and Dan," Beauregard said to Norman as the green BEA-Droid was typing away at a high-tech terminal. "At the very least we didn't learn that anyone was possessed by alien pixies. Just that the head chef at that Polish restaurant has no self-restraint regarding his scorn for vegans. After that... well one thing kept happening after another. We went for a walk in the park, and for some reason, hippos stampeded, and carried us across town in different directions." He explained. "It wasn't until AFTER we got home that we figured out that it was Murphy's Law at work, Mr. and Mrs. Murphy were at the restaurant, and Veronica was playing with Mordred in the park. I mean... again it wasn't as bad as when we learned about Titania. But Persephone has spent pretty much every day since that incident to keep her arcane powers under control, and I just wanted to help her overcome that."
"Well, that's very kind of you... although now I'm curious if there are more efficient ways to acquire magical powers than a Seperatortron 2100." Norma commented.
"Well obviously there are, but how would you react if you thought you're girlfriend was going to die a horribly painful death right in front of you, and that was the only way to avert it?... sorry I've been talking all this time, what exactly are you doing?" Beauregard asked of his cousin.
"Well ever since we captured Titania, I've been scanning for any signs that her husband Oberon was in fact coming to Earth. For the most part, my scans haven't picked up anything out of the ordinary... except now there's this weird energy signature in orbit over Mars. The same kind that seems to be connected to Titania and her arcane Void Fae powers." Norman explained.
Beauregard felt a cold chill across his entire being, both software and hardware. "Call the other BEA-Droids together. If that means what I think it means..."
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Several hours later, the BEA-Droids, from Alpha to Zeta arrived through a portal to Mars in their power armor. "Yep, that is definitely a magical storm." Beatrice transmitted to the others as they all looked up at the arcane storm.
"Just keep your guard up, we've got no idea what has happened since Norman picked this up." Beauregard transmitted. The teenage robots then entered a factory, filled with giant war machines. "Okay... it seems that all of the Draco-Bots are intact." He said as he scanned the dragon-like robots. Beauregard then noticed that his own son, Draco looked anxious. "What's wrong kiddo?"
"Me Draco am scarred of Robo-dragons! They look like Drago, but they asleep!" Draco answered, transmitting to his aunts, uncles, and his creator.
"It's okay Draco, it's just... an empty... dark... factory that seems to have been left in a hurry," Beauregard noted.
"Yeah... now that you mention it. This place is not only a mess but this factory's production line is deactivated." Beatrice said. "How could hit have-"
"Halosche!" Yelled a strange red creature. It had three eyes, one on top of the other. An antenna, two small ears around the lowest eye. And it was small and pudgy looking. The BEA-Droids were caught off guard and reacted accordingly. Panicking and firing their weaponry haphazardly. "Well this is underwear, no-manatee I throw dance party at the people." The strange red creature observed regarding all of the lasers going off around.
"WAIT!" Norman shouted. "It's just a Neo-Martian!" The BEA-Droids calmed down from their panic.
"Who are you, and why is this factory not producing?" Beatrice asked.
"Funny story, I am Four-Man! I super-visage all of the worker-bees to make robutison." The red Martian said.
The BEA-Droids looked at each other in confusion. "It's... it's a weird quirk of the Neo-Martians. Since the terraforming they've mutated... which in addition to them turning from green to red, also gives them... a rather bizarre grasp of reality." Norman transmitted.
"But then earlier in the Davy Jones Locker, purple happened! Applications went Hemingway. All technology went-" the Martian then started burbling his lip. "-next thing you know, we're up to our armportals in space ghosts."
"Those would be Void Fae, ancient and dangerous aliens that seek to return to the material plane," Beatrice explained.
"But I've got plane material right here." The Neo-Martian said, pulling out a piece of meat-loaf, and making it into a paper airplane.
"I'm not even going to ask how he did that," Beauregard said. "Look all we want to know is, have you seen any spectral creatures running around here?"
"Didn't I just say that?" The Neo-Martain said indignantly. "Seriously! Use your rears to listen to the worlds that are coming out from my mommy! Look, there's one of the space ghosts right there!" He said, pointing at one such creature.
It was a ghostly creature, purple in color with bright glowing eyes. At face value, it looked Human in posture, until you looked at its legs, and of course, it had wings.
"You are too late... Oberon is here... Oberon is angry... Oberon shall claim retribution... and we will not be denied, creatures of soul and silicon." The Void Fae responded in its ethereal voice.
"See! Space-ghost! It make my toaster toast my walkmen, and is in the turning of dragon robots into slugs!" The Neo-Martian said.
"I'm not even going to ask what that means." Jessica Johnson said irritably.
"He's saying that we turned the factories break room appliances against the Martian workers, and we're inhabiting these... majestic artifices of war." The Void Fae said, then the robot dragons began to stir, purple energy emanating from them. "Honestly, as bizarre as Neo-Martian speech is it isn't too difficult to figure out." The Void Fae creature then left as the Draco-Bots activated.
"So... is this normal?" Krishna Tjinder transmitted.
"Outnumbered and outgunned? Pretty much, yeah." Jonah Underwood transmitted.
"Please tell me you've got the overrides for these bots," Beatrice said to the Neo-Martian foreman.
"Yes!... is what I would spay if moment didn't tea me that lieing was bag. I already trialed that, in fact, I am in progress of doging that left now." The Neo-Martian said, pressing a button on his tablet. "Any mommy now, they will go to the sleepy-bye-bye." He said, completely ignoring the chaos that was unfolding around him.
The Draco-Bots were designed for armored combat, about the same role as human-operated tanks. This made them dangerous for the BEA-Droids, not helped by the fact that the Draco-Bots were enhanced by the magical energies of the Void Fae.
"And a-now, I go like this." The Neo-Martain foreman said.
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"And a-now, we're back." The Neo-Martian foreman said, his scene change completely skipping the entire fight between the BEA-Droids and the hijacked Draco-Bots.
"That... that was the most... most intense fight, I've ever been in." Beatrice transmitted to her cousins, brother, and nephew.
"Me... me Draco thought that... that fight in Andromada was tiring," Draco said, his arms were torn off during the chaos of the fight.
"Okay... how many other factories like this are on this planet?" Veronica Murphy asked.
"I'm running a scan right now." Jessica Johnson transmitted. "I should be getting results right about- OH JEEZ!" Jessica said in shock, she then transmitted the results to everyone else.
"Well... I would've said 'things can't get any worse,' but... I'm not that cocky about our luck." Jonah Underwood transmitted.
"They've already taken control of all three-hundred weapons factories on this planet!" Norman transmitted.
"We can all see the numbers, Bo!" Beatrice transmitted. "We're too late... now what are we supposed to do?" She then got a caller request on her HUD, it was from her dad Phineas. She picked up the call.
"Beatrice! Some kind of Arcane portal has opened over the PFD Technologies Main Lab! Where are you and the other BEA-Droids?!" Phineas said in a panic.
"Of course there is... we went to Mars to investigate a similar series of storms over the planet. Long story short, we went into one of the factories, we learned that the Void Fae are possessing Draco-Bots, probably other combat robots." Beatrice answered.
"Well, there's a portal directly above the PFD Technologies Main Lab!" Phineas then showed one such portal. Out of it emerged a giant, he had purple skin, black eyes, a pointed beard/mustache combo, and ornate and gaudily colored robes.
"I. Am. Oberon. Where. Is. My. QUEEN!?" The giant bellowed.
"And everyone said I was crazy about Oberon coming." Beauregard transmitted.
"Dad... just get us a portal back to Earth. We've got damaged, and we are too exhausted to move." Beatrice said, and a portal did open, and out came Talos robots that moved the BEA-Droids through the portal back to Earth.
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In a holding cell in the PDF Technologies Main Lab, Titania, Queen of the Void Fae was brooding her poor luck. However, this brooding came to an end when the earth seemed to shake.
This was caused by her husband Oberon, punching his way into the PDF Technologies Main Lab. The booming sounds of his fists grew louder and louder as he got closer and closer to his beloved wife. "Yes... just a little while longer." Titania said to herself.
Eventually, Oberon crashed into Titania's cell. It had been created specifically at the lowest floor of the PFD Technologies Main Lab to hold someone of Titania's caliber... though considering she had been robbed of her powers thanks to Bearergard and Persephone, why they still made it is anyone's guess.
"Titania... when I heard word that you had been captured. I feared for the worst. Have these... Mayflies harmed thee?" Oberon asked tenderly to his wife.
"I have been down in this dark pit for months, these Humans have poked and prodded me in ways I dare not reminisce on, fed food that honestly wasn't as bad as I had feared but they wouldn't give me any utensils so I had to eat like a common animal!" Titania ranted. "And to just rub salt into that wound... they took my magic."
"WHAT?!" Oberon bellowed in outrage.
"Yes... the one named Beauregard, son of Phineas. Used a contraption that separated me from my Human host, and with that same device gave Persephone my magic powers. " Titania said.
Oberon was literally ablaze with rage. "My beloved... you have my word, this world will burn for this affront! A race of Human will remember this day, as the day they learned that one does not tangle with the Fae-Ire Wrex'agar, and lives long enough to revel in that glory!"
"Wait my love... there's one thing we must attend to. The Human known as Phineas has also created a device that could allow our race to be properly reborn. We no longer have to exist as just as fleshless spirits, and we can finally take our revenge upon the Spaa-Chronous in earnest!" Titania said.
"Then I shall claim this Phineas as a prisoner. We shall rip this knowledge from his very soul if need be. And we shall forge a new future for our people." Oberon declared grandly.
"Oh... I've all but forgotten how much I love it when you swear vengeance," Titania said flirtatiously.
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In the Flynn house basement, Phineas was working on repairs for the BEA-Droids. So far, Beatrice was the only one he could completely fix. "Just hold on guys. I would've gotten you all down to PFD Technologies Main Lab for repairs... but right now a fairy king is turning it into a pile of rubble." Phineas said.
"Which brings up yet another elephant in the room," Beauregard spoke up. "Where would you backup all of that data? As well as Machina Argus Indomitus?"
"Come on, you know perfectly well that the Primary Servers are on Venus," Beatrice said. "That's actually where MAI's consciousness is stored all together, as well as a comprehensive backup of almost the entire internet. Pretty much enough to keep people's personal information from being completely lost if the net were ever to be compromised."
"How long should these repairs take? There are hostile aliens on Earth!" Jessica said.
The earth then began to shake, thunderously. "By my calculations... not soon enough," Phineas said. "If had to guess... that's Oberon, and he's after me personally." He said grimly.
"Of course he is, no doubt it's about the same technology that Titania went after she was exposed," Norman said.
"And most of are in tatters!" Veronica said in a panic. "What are we supposed to do?"
A determined look went across Bearergards face. "I... may have an idea." He then used his Arcane powers to make prosthetic limbs for himself, covering up his damages. "But... I'm going to need everyone to trust me. Now, I know I've given you all little reason for that. But it might be the only chance we have to save the world from the Void Fae."
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"-no to you're right, no that's left," Titania said, standing on her husband's shoulder directing him.
"This search grows wearisome my Queen... where is the home of this Phineas Flynn?" Oberon said.
"Look, I never saw the house from this height. I know we're in the right neighborhood though." Titania said.
"Hey! Titania!" Phineas said he was being flown around by Beatrice. "Looking for me?"
"That's him! That's Phineas and his brat daughter!" Titania yelled.
"Hey! I can be a bit overbearing at times but I'm not a brat! I just have deep-seated psychological issues!" Beatrice said defensively.
"Hmm... this makes our hunt that much easier. Come, Phineas! I wish to speak with you!" Oberon said, Beatrice flew off with her father in tow. "Well... you best make this a truly merry chase!"
"Okay Bo, I've got Oberon on my tail. Now what?" Beatrice transmitted.
"Well, first we've got to get everyone fixed up. Oberon and Titania likely want to extract fathers knowledge for their own purposes, so just keep him out of their hands until I can properly put the rest of my plan into motion." Beauregard transmitted back.
"What?! But that could take hours! You were there, you know the kind of state everyone is in!" Beatrice transmitted.
"Not if I use my Arcane powers to speed up the process. If you do need help, I sent a text to our friends. Humans, robots, and aliens alike drop whatever there doing to come and help us. Basically everybody we personally know in the Tri-State Area." Beauregard replied.
"Okay, that's better than nothing. Just hurry up, I'm pretty much running on fumes, and dad's weight is not helping!" Beatrice transmitted.
"Yeah, I've been telling him to go on a diet for weeks but he won't listen." Beauregard transmitted.
"Just focus on getting the others fixed before things get worse. This is YOUR plan after all, so just do your part bro." Beatrice answered.
TO BE CONTINUED...