Spyro and his friends were engulfed by the smell of bacon grease and fried chicken as well the sight of melted cheese as Big Nasty jovially guided them through the kitchen.
The smell was enough to make Zircon gag, though Sheila patted him on the back to comfort him.
Normally, Big Nasty wouldn't do something like this during work hours, but considering the recent lack of customers, he figured it wouldn't do much harm to business.
"Sssso what'sss thisss all about?" asked Spike Tooth.
"Yeah, what are you hiding?" asked Toadstool.
Big Nasty clapped his hands excitedly. "You're about to find out!" he answered giddily before he stopped in his tracks. "OK, fellas, here it is!"
Spyro and the others looked at each other curiously as Big Nasty motioned his hands at a door.
"Uh...that's a door,'' said Hunter, thinking that was all Big Nasty wanted to show them.
Spyro and the others all stared at Hunter with slightly annoyed faces.
"It's what behind the door that's the surprise," Big Nasty explained before opening it.
At his request, Spyro and the others followed him through the door, which led down a flight of stairs. As they walked down, it got much darker, which caused Agent 9 to stop.
"Um...say guys. Maybe I should stay here and guard the entrance. You know, make sure no ugly gnorcs or rhynocs rear their ugly heads," Agent 9 said, holding up his blaster, slightly shaking.
"Aren't you curious as to what Big Nasty has to show us?" asked Bentley.
"Nah, I can wait. You guys just go on. One monkey too many, you know!" Agent 9 said.
"Wait...you're not afraid of the dark, are you?" Elora asked with a slight smile.
"Afraid of the dark?! Me?! HA! Are you kidding?! I eat the dark for breakfast! Every morning, I have a bacon and dark sandwich!" Agent 9 said enthusiastically.
"Then come on," Elora suggested.
"Don't really feel like it today. I'll just guard the entrance. OK?! OK!" Agent 9 quickly said before rushing back up to the entrance.
With that, Spyro and the others continued.
"Sheesh, never pegged that monkey to be afraid of the dark," Spyro said to Elora who giggled.
Reaching the bottom, the group found themselves in an underground basement. It was so dark, they almost couldn't see their noses in front of their faces.
After coming to the center of the room, Big Nasty told them to stay put before he rushed over to a light switch and turned the lights on.
"Tada!" Big Nasty shouted profoundly.
From out of nowhere, Agent 9 appeared before the group. "So uh..area's clear..yep," Agent 9 said.
Spyro and Elora just rolled their eyes, before Agent 9 gasped at what he saw.
With the lights turned on, the now lit basement revealed before Spyro and his friends what looked to be a series of vehicles. Though these vehicles were of strange design, almost like each one was like multiple vehicles mish-mashed together, albeit somewhat intimidating.
One was a large bathtub with monster truck wheels that had twin machine guns in the front. Connected to it from the right and left sides were sidecars with mounted turrets.
Another was a red car with metal spikes out the front and grey spikes all around it. It had small wheels at the front and big wheels at the rear and at its front was a large machine gun turret.
There was a vehicle with the front of a hummer and the back of a big rig truck with a machine gun at the top.
Another vehicle was a car with large drills in the front and spikes.
And there was a big rig truck with machine guns, turrets, and cannons.
In addition, there was a multitude of different kinds of cars and trucks, each with unique designs.
Agent 9's eyes bulged open at sight of these vehicles. "Wowee!" he exclaimed.
"Wowee indeed," Big Nasty responded.
Spyro and his friends stared in awe.
However none were more shocked than Toadstool. He knew Big Nasty could make a mean cream cheese cheese steak, a wicked double fried stuffed mushroom, and a sizzling bacon stuffed hot dog; but never in his wildest dreams did he ever think he was capable of something like this.
"Boys, next to my Nasty Burgers, these are my greatest creations," said Big Nasty.
Toadstool's jaw was wide open. "Nasty, you made these?!" he asked in shock.
"Hey, I'm not just a pretty greasy face, you know," Big Nasty chuckled. "I've been working on these bad boys for some time and I just recently finished them. I've just been looking for some brave souls to kick em into gear and I think I found said souls."
Agent 9 jumped with excitement.
"I don't know, Mr. Nasty. Those seem dangerous," Zircon said incredulously.
"Relax, they're perfectly safe," Big Nasty assured. "They're just harmless ole vehicles with mounted death machines is all."
This comment made Zircon tremble.
Toadstool and the rest of Cold Blooded analyzed the vehicles thoroughly and couldn't help but be impressed by what they saw.
"So wait, you're saying that these can help us get into the city and deal with those creeps?" Slither asked.
"Pretty much. If ya'll are willing," said Big Nasty.
"Don't have to ask me twice!" exclaimed Agent 9.
"Nor I. Reporting for duty, sir!" Sgt Byrd said with a salute.
"As am I. I am prepared to eliminate those dastardly rapscallions!" said Bentley.
"You can count on me, mate," said Sheila.
"Well if Miss Sheila is willing to go, then I guess I am too," said Zircon.
"I'm in too," Spyro said firmly.
It seemed the entire gang, Cold Blooded included, were more than willing, so with a big smile, Big Nasty directed both gangs to a desk where he pulled out a map detailing the layout of War City. The map had four specific locations marked out with a red 'X.'
"Alright, now, over the past few days, dem gnorcs and rhynocs have made their homes in these four parts of the city; the power plant, the Fortress, the factory, and of course, the city itself," Big Nasty said.
"That looks like a lot of land to cover," Cleetus said, observing the map.
"I'll say. And I'll bet those spots are more than heavily guarded," Sheila speculated.
"You'd win that bet," said Big Nasty.
"Then we'll have to split up," Spyro suggested.
"Agreed. We can cover more ground if our forces are separate," Bentley concurred.
So with that, it was decided that the group would split up into teams and each would take a specific location. Big Nasty assigned the teams; Agent 9, Dirtbag, Sheila, and Zircon would take the power plant; Bentley, Slither, Sgt. Byrd, and Cleetus would take the Fortress; Spike Tooth, Elora, Hunter, and Bianca had the factory; much to Spyro's annoyance; and Big Nasty, Spyro, and Toadstool would secure the city.
With the teams made, Spike Tooth walked over to Elora. "Well, I hope you're ready for sssssome action," he said, raising his eyebrows at her.
"We're alwaysss-er, I mean-always ready for action," Elora responded.
Spyro rolled his eyes and sighed with slight aggravation as Toadstool walked up to him.
"Hey! If you guys are gonna ride out there with us. You gotta look the part first," Toadstool said, addressing Spyro and the gang.
With those words said, Cold Blooded took Spyro and the others to a small town location just beyond the cafe, bringing them to a tiny clothing shop. There, they gave them each a set of clothes for them to wear.
Spyro had a black leather jacket and a green mohawk.
Hunter also had a black leather jacket, light blue jeans, a red bandanna, and an earring on his left ear.
Bianca had her ears tied together with a skull, black lipstick and eye shadow, a black skirt, a black shirt with a pink broken heart in the center, and black high heeled boots with spikes.
Elora had pink spiky hair, black and pink nail polish, a black crop top and black skirt.
Sgt. Byrd had green elf ears, a black leather hat, and a black leather sleeveless jacket.
Sheila also had a black leather hat, leather jacket with spikes on the shoulders, black sleeveless gloves, and a silver skull which hung from her tail.
Bentley had a lion skin fur coat and black jeans.
Agent 9 had a metal hockey mask, and a black leather jacket.
Zircon was given long metal claws, three spikes on his back, and a black bandanna over his mouth.
Finally, Cleetus was given a leather jacket with brown fur lining, an orange mohawk, and piercings on his nose and across his left eye.
After getting their makeovers, the gang all looked at themselves in the mirror with Cold Blooded observing.
"Not bad, if I do say so myself," Toadstool said, beaming with pride.
Hunter shared Toadstool's sentiments as he posed in front of the mirror. "Hmmm, I am one good looking cheetah!" he said, flexing his muscles.
"What about me?" asked Bianca as she stood next to Hunter. "You don't think this is too much, do you?"
With an approving whistle, Hunter gave his girlfriend a thumbs up. "No way, babe. Black is definitely your color," he said, making Bianca blush.
"I'm more partial to brown, but for you, I think I can make a change," Bianca said with an awkward chuckle.
Bentley however did not reciprocate. "Personally, I find these garments to be rather unruly, but our current objective is the top priority," he said.
Agent 9 hopped on top of Bentley's shoulders enthusiastically, admiring himself. "Speak for yourself! This is soo cool! Those gnorcs and rhynocs better watch themselves, because I am not the monkey to play with!" he said.
As for Spyro, Elora, and Cleetus, they were indifferent.
Zircon noticed Sheila looking at her tail in the mirror and nervously went over to get her opinion. "Um...what do you think, Ms. Sheila? Are the spikes a...little much?" he asked timidly.
"No, not at all, Zirc," Shiela answered before looking back at the mirror. "What about me? Is the skull too much?"
"Absolutely not, Ms. Sheila. It uh... accentuates the shape of your..um...feet?" Zircon answered awkwardly.
For a few seconds, Sheila didn't have a response until a smile burst from her face and she gave Zircon a tight, squeezing hug. "Thanks, mate!" she exclaimed.
"Well, it's not any worse than when Hunter made us dress as tree sap for Leaf Blessing Day," Elora said with a shudder.
The last to come out was Big Nasty and he was sporting a football with spikes coming out of the shoulders and a black football helmet with an orange mohawk.
He gritted his teeth and pounded his chest as he stood before both groups. "Thanks for the getup, Toadstool! This reminds me of my youth as linebacker in the War City Explosive Football League!" Big Nasty.
"Explosive Football?" Spyro asked with concern.
"Yeah, it's like regular football, except the footballs are filled with nitro glycerin," said Big Nasty.
"I see," Spyro said with a nervous chuckle.
"Alright, fellas! Get out your big boys gloves, because it's time to go to war!" Big Nasty proclaimed.
So with the makeovers done, it was indeed time for Spyro and the others to head out. It would no doubt be extremely difficult, but they were more than ready to take it on. They rushed back to the cafe and mounted their respective vehicles, setting their sights on one thing and one thing only; taking back War City.