Things moved quickly after that. It took only a little while, really, before Bane had what he wanted, provided by the royalties on certain inventions. Bane had come up with them in their homeworld, but had never been able to sell them there.

What he'd wanted was an underground lab, a la high tech scientist decor. A version of mad scientist decor... the kind you'd expect laser guns and booby traps...

There actually weren't any, and right now, all that could be heard was a soft beep-bop-beep noise. The main room, with its throne like chair, and big monitor that doubled as a huge TV was utterly deserted.

In a small side room, though, there was a huge poofy couch, several comfortable chairs, a mid-sized TV and a video game console set up. Rock was sitting cross legged on the floor, tapping buttons intently. Bane was curled up in one of the chairs, watching the game idly.

"How did stegosaurus mate?" Bane suddenly asked, for no discernable reason.

"...." Rock shrugged, playing his game.

"Because you'd think those spikes would really get in the way. Maybe they lay on their side?" He mused some more.

"Bane, am I giving you the impression that I care?" Rock finally said. He was really trying to concentrate. Bane looked a little offended.

"Gee, sorry." And they lapsed back into silence...

hr

In various places, around the world... but mostly on the internet...

_Bane_ puts a bullet through Drew's head.

"Sheeeeeeet!" The player Drew, a college student in UCLA exclaimed.

_Bane_ puts a bullet through Io's head.

"Son-of-a..." A pre-pubescent girl, sitting at her parents computer, groaned.

_Bane_puts a bullet through Rock's head.

And the young robot Rock glared at his screen for a moment.

"Bane, would you stop sniping??" He snarled at his friend. Bane just giggled.

"Hehehe!" Unreal Tournament 6 was a beautiful game...