The morning started with Beatrice being woken up by her husband. "Happy Birthday my love." Said the wheelchair-bound Daniel as he brought breakfast to his wife.
"Morning Daniel," Beatrice said as she took the tray, on it was waffles, eggs, and sausages.
"Got any plans for us today?" Beatrice asked as she ate her food.
"Well, I got reservations at Little Duffers. You know the old mini-golf place, your family has a lifetime discount... for some reason. Not sure why I asked but they didn't give me a straight answer. So anyway I thought that-" Then a beeping noise cut him off.
"Oh no, not today of all days!" Beatrice said as she picked up an electronic device off of the nightstand.
"Should I even be surprised? Every time we try to do something nice, that alarm goes off. It never fails." Daniel said in disappointment.
Beatrice quickly swallowed her breakfast whole, got up from bed, and donned her Silver Automaton armor. "I love you, Daniel, I'll try to be back before nightfall." Beatrice then quickly took off the helmet and kissed her husband. "And remember to keep your legs on... I know you hate them, but I'd really appreciate it if you wore them for the party tonight!" Beatrice left the house. "Okay Cricket, what do we have here?"
"Scanning... there is a Sym'ian battlefleet on the outskirts of the Sol System. The Earth Defence Legion has already been mustered. And it seems that the EDL didn't get the memo that you were planning to take your birthday off." Cricket responded, displaying an outline of the sensors. Showing the fleet in question.
"So... Prince G'reet, Vo-Kaa, and their cronies are back, eh?" Beatrice asked.
"Negative, I'm not picking up those particular bio-signatures. Plus, you disintegrated them during the War for Earth. So there's no logical way for them to return." Cricket explained.
'EARTHLINGS!' Roared the familiar voice of Prince G'reet over her helmet's communication system. 'The Sym'ian Star Kingdom has returned! Over thirty years ago, my cousin and I, sought to conquer this world to prove our merit to our King. At first, we succeeded in subjugating your insignificant planet. But then we were driven off by the Silver Automaton... or as it is known in my private circles. Beatrice. Galatea. Flynn." G'reet could be heard laughing under his breath. "That's right you stupid monkeys... the First BEA-Droid was your precious savior all along!" He then laughed maniacally, then continued with his speech.
"They must be going into this invasion blind. If they knew anything, they'd already know that you and the rest of the BEA-Droids revealed you're secret identities when you decided to become parents well over a year ago." Cricket explained.
'-for ten years. My cousin and I lived as exiles until we joined ourselves with the Eternal King's service.' G'reet continued. 'We chased you vermin into your holes... but then, yet again! THAT SOULLESS BRAT TOOK OUR TRIUMPH FROM US!'
"It's nice to see that Sym'ian myopia is still a thing after all these years," Beatrice said sardonically.
"Indeed... if nothing else, this could be easier than I'm calculating it to be." Cricket said.
'-But now... after years of being dead. My cousin and I have returned. We have marshaled the Star Kingdom of Sym, every Sym'ian in the galaxy for this purpose. Literally, every single Sym'ian is here for the specific purpose of ending your civilization." G'reet gloated.
"Interesting... this will likely be a repeat of the Void Fae Incursion, only it'll end before anything happens to Earth," Cricket said.
"That sounds about right. We need to link up with Bo and the others, then take the Sym'ian fleet apart from the inside out." Beatrice said, eventually she arrived at PFD Technologies main lab. At the lab, were most of Beatrice's friends and relatives.
The friends she made in the Young Superheros Initiative. Felicia Uinta her husband William Kasai, Duncan, and Sir Meanqy jia Leelash. The friends she made in High School. Jessie Bryne, Persephone Amar, Mathew, and Jessica Amberwall's BEA-Droid doppelganger. The other BEA-Droids. BEA-Droid Beta, Norman Flynn. BEA-Droid Gamma, Jessica Johnson. BEA-Droid Delta, Jonah Underwood. BEA-Droid Epsilon, Veronic Murphy. BEA-Droid Zeta, Krishna Tjinder. BEA-Droid Draco, Draco Flynn. The Elven princess, Ha'deer. Among other allies and friends.
"Beatrice, we've got the portal set close to the Sym'ian flagship, the Glory of Sym," Beauregard said, clad in his own black-colored variation of the Silver Automaton armor.
"Understood. Everyone into designated boarding craft." Beatrice said. 'And Bo... you wouldn't happen to know anything about the alarm, would you?' She said transmitted to her twin brother.
'Look I'm sorry. I know we agreed that your birthday would be your day off... but with the Sym'ian's here. I figured that you'd want to a piece of the action despite that.' Beauregard transmitted. 'Also, where's Daniel? He's got as much reason to personally drive these monsters back.'
'You remember why... you were there when Emmy was almost eaten alive.' Beatrice responded.
'Oh... right. I'm just happy that there was enough of her left to repair. It took me almost a week to build her in the first place.' Beauregard transmitted. 'We can talk more about this after the mission.'
Everyone got into shuttlecraft, and the portal opened. Then the shuttles launched one by one through the portal, into space. "We've cleared the portal, the Sym'ian fleet is distracted by the EDL, and the stealth fields are active... now let's fight some monkeys," Beatrice said, the ships flew into the Glory of Sym's hanger bay. "BEA-Droids out first! Everyone else, follow after!"
The BEA-Droids stormed out of the shuttles and quickly overtook the hanger from the Sym'ian's crewmembers. "We've got the hanger," Mathew said when they finished.
"Yes... we did the grunt work." Jonah said.
"Jonah, don't be rude." Veronica admonished.
"Cut chatter! We need to get to the bridge of this ship! Kill monkey creatures! Save Christmas!" Draco roared, and he charged down a hallway.
"Draco! Big guy! The bridge is the other way!" Persephone said, pointing in the opposite direction.
"Oh! Thank you, mommy!" Draco said as he went running in the opposite direction.
"No Draco, you were going the right way the first time, I've downloaded schematics of the ship. We'll follow those until we get to the bridge." Beauregard said.
Persephone scoffed in disbelief. "I can't believe you're doing this again!"
"Doing what?" Beauregard said in earnest ignorence.
Persephone huffed in frustration. "Showing me up in front of Draco, making me look like a-"
"BY ASIMOVS SIDEBURNS... I was just correcting your directions. They were wrong, that's it. You've never been good with directions and you know it!" Beauregard admonished.
"Look we're on a limited timetable here. You can argue about this latter." Beatrice said and the band of heroes made their way through the ship. Fighting their way through the Sym'ian's and the Cya-Naa's that stood in their way. Moving ahead room by room, section by section. They eventually arrived at the bridge. "Placing charges," Beatrice said as she laid several breaching charges across the door.
"Everyone with heavy weapons, be ready to open fire after the doors are blown off. Everyone else, keep clear until we're ready to move in." Beauregard said as he armed his rotary cannon.
"Looking forward to it," Mathew said as he hefted a rocket launcher over his shoulder.
"Charges are set!" Beatrice ran from the door. "Take cover!" The charges detonated, disintegrating the door. Followed by haphazard weapons fire into the portal, this lasted for roughly fifteen minutes. "-I SAID! HOLD! YOU'RE! FIRE!" Beatrice shouted over the sound of explosions and gunfire. When it stopped, everyone saw that there was a wall behind that door.
"Oh... that wasn't on the schematics. This... this should've been a simple smash and terminate." Beauregard said as a smug grin played across his wife's face. "Persephone, wipe that look off you're facing. We're on the job!"
"Bea... do you think they know we're here?" Jessie asked.
"There have been explosions going off outside of their main command center for over a quarter of an hour. Sym'ian's in my experience are obnoxiously dense, but even they should have noticed the earth shatter noise. Move-in." Beatrice led her friends onto the bridge.
It was in chaos as Sym'ian's were running around, trying to do their jobs but we're so overwhelmed by everything going on that they couldn't.
"You! Who are you! What are you doing on my ship?!" Said a particularly large Sym'ian, at least three times bigger than the average Sym'ian. Of which, they're about the size of a normal monkey.
"You cannot be-... we've been blasting our way through this ship for the last hour, which includes the last fifteen where we were blasting INTO A WALL WITHOUT REALIZING IT!" Beauregard roared, irate at the Sym'ian's apparent obliviousness to what was happening on the ship.
"Of course it's you." Prince G'reet grumbled.
"Yay! I get to fight the BEA-Droids again!" Prince Vo-Kaa said excitedly.
"You! You're son and nephew were killed roughly twenty years ago. Explain why there alive!" Beatrice demanded.
"Now, now Mrs. Flynn-Pakaru... you of all people should know better than to talk to a King like that." Said an oily, ancient-sounding voice. "Though considering you're history with this specific race, I can hardly blame you."
"Cor'up..." Ha'deer, the elven princess from another dimension said with a clenched fist.
"Now, a bit of context. I actually survived the end of the War for Earth, with nothing but the clothes on my back, and DNA samples of the Princes and their coterie. I wandered a while before I arrived on Sym... and King Rak'ar-Zharvis was furious when I filled him on what happened to his family." Cor'up said.
"And I gave him the resources he needed to clone my son and heir, my nephew, and their friends. Among other works." King Rak'ar-Zharvis said. "Specifically, raising an army to restore the territory that the Fellowship took from my people!"
"I see... and what about you're navy? And was G'reet right when he said that your entire race is here?" Beatrice noted.
"Yeah, including cloned Sym'ian auxiliaries and undead. Do I look like I'm a liar?" G'reet said defensively. "And who cares about a navy? We Sym'ian's are the strongest race in the entire universe! We don't need a stinkin' navy!... save for really long-"
Beatrice and her friends started laughing wildly at this claim. "Okay... here's a reality check for you. First, while you may have occupied Earth. That only lasted for three months. Secondly, since before, and after that mess, I personally have fought off worse alien races. Third... you're treating this entire affair like a wrestling bout, rather than a proper war. Which is what you have started." Beatrice said menacingly. "And what we. Are about. To win."
"But we just got here!" Prince Vo-Kaa exclaimed. "How could you win so soon?"
"Fireteam Gladius, are the charges in place?" Beatrice said over a com channel, out loud.
"Yes BEA-Droid Alpha, we're on our way back to the hanger. The charges are online and ready to be detonated by you." A Talos Robot responded.
"Understood... dead or alive. You're coming with us." Beatrice said.
"Though in Cor'ups case, I'll take 'dead'," Ha'deer said with venomous contempt for the necromancer who destroyed her home and killed everyone she ever cared about and also at some point seriously messed up her face.
The fight began, and Beatrice and her friends and family fought the bridge crew of the glory of Sym. This fight, while not the most intense ever faced by this collection of heroes. Was still rather long and draining.
As the Sym'ian's, despite their seemingly willful inability to learn from their past mistakes. Still had their impressive psionic abilities at their disposal. "Gentlemonkeys... I'd say this was-" Beatrice then laughed. "Sorry, I can't even say that with a straight face. Anyway... detonate bomb code: Simian Exterminatus." The Glory of Sym rocked violently.
"What did you do?!" King Rak'ar-Zharvis bellowed.
"That was a bomb, deactivating this ship's fusion reactors," Beauregard said as the lights and holograms started shutting down. "Similiar bombs are going off on every other ship in you're fleet... well that's kind of an overstatement. It's limited to battleship, cruiser, and destroyer-class ships-"
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!" Prince Vo-Kaa roared in outrage. "All I've ever wanted from you people... was a good fight." He said as he shook with rage. "But at every turn, you've cheated me from that fight-"
Then a hologram of Ferb Fletcher appeared on the bridge. "Are you BLOODY KIDDING ME!" Ferb shouted. "Okay... you invade Earth, eat us out of house and home, disintegrate my niece, crash Santa's workshop, throw in you're lot with the Eternal King!" Ferb ranted. "And now... even after taking an honest to goodness necromancer under your wing, you're openly threatening to exterminate humanity... you still believe you're the wronged party in this entire affair. Even though HUMAN LIVES, HAVE BEEN LOST BECAUSE OF YOU'RE CHILDISH ANTICS!?" Ferb ranted.
Everyone was surprised by Ferb's outburst. "Wow... Ferb," Phineas spoke up. "That has to be the most I've ever heard you say at once. I mean I remember how angry you were back when the Sym'ian's first came to Earth but-"
"Brother, I am not in the mood to talk about this. Point is, I'm baffled that a species this stupid was ever a threat to our planet in the first place! They don't even understand what a 'moral myopia' is, or that there doing- IT'S LIKE THE BLOODY DIGITAL DARK AGES ALL OVER AGAIN!" Ferb ranted.
"My sentiments exactly, Uncle Ferb. These monkeys need to be put in their place." Beauregard said.
"Well... then we're going to give you the fight of you're lives... THE LAST ONE! MAKE THE PSI'VATAR OMEGA!" King Rak'ar-Zharvis roared, and just like that. Every Sym'ian in the fleet, which also constituted their entire race, flew off into the void of space.
"What are those... oh no. Bea, I'm picking up readings similar to the ones we got from the Sym'ian's during their raid on the moon. But much... MUCH bigger." Phineas said over the BEA-Droids COM channel.
"Dad, how big is this Psi'vatar?" Beatrice responded over the COM channel.
"At its current rate of growth, and with so many Sym'ian's providing Psionic energies to form it... I'd guess that it would be slightly bigger than Australia." Beauregard answered over the COM channel.
And there in the void, a giant purple monkey was forming. "Persephone, you and the others are to get back to the hanger bay, and you're going to retreat to Earth," Beauregard said to his wife.
Persephone looked at the titanic Psi'vatar that was forming. "I'd argue... but I think that even for us a monkey made from psychic energy that's the size of a continent is out of our league," Persephone said, she and the rest of the organics retreated out of the bridge. "Also, how come the Sym'ian's suffocating out there?"
"Honestly, Sym'ian physiology is... baffling from what I've studied," Beauregard responded.
Then the BEA-Droids, Beatrice, Beauregard, Norman, Jessica, Jonah, Veronica, Krishna, Draco, and Jennifer Amberwall's BEA-Droid doppelganger, joined in the BEA Combat Tactical Network. Joining their minds as one. "Primary Objective: Terminate entity, designate: Psi'vatar Omega. Activate, Draco Fenris protocol." They all said in unison.
They then merged, transforming their bodies into raw nanobots that joined together into a truly impressive sight in its own right. Transforming themselves into a giant dragon/werewolf hybrid. "Draco Fenris: Online." The gestalt entity said, and as if on cue. Warships of the Fellowship of Yoral arrived.
"This if Fleet Master Kar'a Vulugar to all Human military forces in the Sol system. The Fellowship of Yoral is here, to fight by Humanity's side once more. All vessels, engage the Psi'vatar!" Fleet Master Vulugar's fleet engaged the giant Psi'vatar.
"This battle must be ended swiftly. Scanning Psi'vatar Omega for weaknesses." Draco Fenris scanned Psi'vatar Omega thoroughly for any weaknesses that could be exploited. "Primary weakness detected. The form is being maintained by entity designated: Cor'up." Draco Fenris flew towards the elven necromancer at high speeds.
"NO! The ritual must be maintained!" Cor'up said in a panic as Draco Fenris attacked him.
"Ha'deer would wish to be the one to deal the killing blow... engaging cryo blast." Draco-Fenris then froze Cor'up in a block of ice.
The Psi'vatar howled in pain, and the psionic creatures shrank in size till it was roughly half of its original size, and the undead Sym'ian's turned to ash in the void. "We have an opening! All ship, open fire on the Psi'vatar Omega!" Phineas commanded. Every EDL ship opened fire on the psionic monkey.
Draco Fenris flew towards Psi'vatar Omega. "Scanning for further weakness's in enemy designate: Psi'vatar Omega." Draco Fenris breathed great bolts of plasma as hot as a hundred stars at Psi'vatar Omega. The battle was long, but eventually. Psi'vatar Omega was vanquished, its remaining Sym'ian's were either dead, knocked unconscious by the strain of maintaining Psi'vatar Omega, or we're just barely able to stay awake. "Psi'vatar Omega has been neutralized. What shall be done with the survivors?"
"We shall keep the survivors in stasis until we can work out a deal for both the Fellowship and the Earth government," Phineas said. "Before we do that, however... I believe that a special girl is going to be having a birthday tonight."
Later that evening, Beatrice's birthday party was in full swing. Everyone was enjoying themselves, celebrating the gynoid superheroine. During the party, Beatrice went into a child's bedroom. "Hey... mommy's home." She said, looking in the direction of a cradle. "Ah... my little Robo-baby is asleep. That's unusual." Beatrice looked at the small baby boy in the cradle. He was a BEA-Droid like Beatrice, though unlike his mother and his assorted aunts and uncles, he wasn't created with a Quantum Android Forge.
Rather, he was created in the uh... normal fashion for Humans. However, this moment of bliss for Beatrice was interrupted by the sounds of heavy breathing and heavy footsteps. Beatrice formed a laser cannon, expecting some sort of intruder.
"Calm yourself, Beatrice... I'm not here to hurt you or your's." Said a familiar voice.
"Ty'raka? The heck are you doing here?" Beatrice said, surprised that her oldest enemy was here.
"Well, I heard there was a party... and I wanted to give you something." Ty'raka gave an ornate-looking sword to Beatrice. "This is a Batal'sala'staab. These blades are only given to heroes on behalf of the Fellowship of Yoral,... and on behalf of the Regent of Yoral Primaris, Dena-Tor. I am here to give this to you. And if you're wondering why you're getting this twenty years after the War for Earth... well we're a traditionalist and ceremonial folk. Honestly, I would've thought it would take twenty-five years before this thing was ready."
Beatrice took the sword in her hands. "This... this is beautiful. But what I meant was 'what are you doing in my time period'?"
"Ah... well, to put it simply. I'm Exiled. Exiled to the twenty-first century (by Human Reckoning) to pay penance for my crimes, against the Fellowship of my era, against my friends, against my family... and you." Ty'raka said. "The Spaa-Chronous tribunal singled out the emotional and physical scars I inflicted on you... a fair point of contention, but the Errant Traveler didn't need to draw that point out for over an hour."
"So a broken spine wasn't seen as punishment enough... also, why didn't you come through the front door like everyone else?" Beatrice said.
"I figured that your friends wouldn't take my presence well, and misinterpret my gift. It's been many long years since those dark days, but scars like that never truly healed, they can be overcome and ignored. But healed... never." Ty'raka said.
"Too true... I still remember when we first met." Beatrice said wistfully.
"Are you thinking of The real first time? Or the first where you caused the Vow to jump forward a decade?" Ty'raka said.
"Both... I was terrified of what I stumbled upon. Aliens from the future, here to exterminate Humanity. Me, the only one who could do anything to stop them. My friends, those I cared about. Put into danger that I could barely wrap my head around." Beatrice listed.
Ty'raka sighed in resignation. "I was younger then... naive, and so driven by anger and hate. I couldn't see beyond myself. By my pain... it's frankly a miracle that my fortunes changed as they did... also should we be talking out loud like this? A babe is sleeping."
"He's fine, once the little guy goes into sleep mode. Almost nothing can wake him up." Beatrice said. "Why don't you come downstairs? Join the party. We've got ice cream!"
"I would stay... but I'm not much for parties, even before my fall." Ty'raka left as abruptly as he arrived.
"Well... might as well get the little man downstairs. It's almost time for cake." Beatrice said as she got her robotic son up from his nap.
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The teenage Beatrice sat in a chair. "Well, that's it for my story. I hope you all enjoyed it." She said with a smile on her face. "There might be some other stories to tell from my past, but for now. We're done. Goodbye everyone, hope to see you again!" She waved to you, yes you, the reader.
"And, cut." An offscreen cameraman said.
Beatrice then slumped in her chair from exhaustion. "I need a vacation... a long one." She said in resignation.
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Authors Note: Well this is a first... a series that I actually finish. Normally I'd just leave the fics hanging and never actually finish them.
Anyway, this is the last chapter of the main Phineas and Ferb: The Adventures of Beatrice Flynn the Robot Girl series. But keep an eye out, as I do have some ideas for some offshoot content covering Beatrice's backstory. But I don't plan to cover that any time soon.
As ever, Beatrice Flynn belongs to SketcherIda of deviant art, and not me. Phineas and Ferb belong to their respective owners. All OC's that originate within this fanfic belong to me. Any characters from other properties belong to their respective owners.
THE END.