Interlude 1: Sirius Rising

Cityscape. Bright lights. The vast infrastructure of Capitaltown sprawls itself out before the dark figure standing atop one of its tallest buildings. The harsh wind knocks his cape and his floppy ears about, but he stands firm, watching the monorail below twist its way around the city as it prepares to shut down for the night, a small series of blinking lights across a vast luminescence. I didn't cross the galaxy to let a minor breeze bother me, he thinks to himself, cracking a smile. After so long, we're so close...

Another figure approaches and falls to his knees.

"You summoned me, Lord Nefarious?" he says nervously.

The dark figure turns, using his nose to sniff out the identity of the interloper. He catches the scent and his ears perk up, content with what he sees through his non-patched eye. He nods slowly, the rough leather of his eyepatch bending outward as he does.

"What news?" he says in a low growl. The one on his knees looks up excitedly.

"My lord, I have located the Idol." He looks up, fishing for a compliment.

"Good work," Lord Nefarious replies. "And have you proceeded to recover it?"

"Not yet, sir," the figure says, his voice breaking, "but my reconnaissance indicates that it's in a place called Fluffytown."

"Fluffytown...I see. And do you have a plan?"

"Of course, my lord. The double agent should be arriving even as we speak."

"Excellent." Lord Nefarious claps one fisted hand into the palm of the other. "So, we shall have it soon."

"We shall, my Lord."

"This is a good day for the the Dogstar empire," Lord Nefarious says, lifting up his hands. "For decades, our progress toward superiority has been checked by the meddling Galactic Nations and their insistence on such outmoded concepts like 'not stealing your mother's weight in gold' and 'not blowing up defenseless planets for amusement.' Once we have our Idol back, we will shirk off their oppression and show this galaxy the true might of Sirius!"

"Y-yes, my lord."

"Can you feel it?" Lord Nefarious chuckles. "Even now, this pathetic planet, oblivious to our presence, trembles before our might anyway. Can you imagine the entire galaxy submitting to us?"

"Y-yes...uhh, Lord Nefarious?"

"What?" Lord Nefarious rolls his eyes.

"Can I go now? I need to use the bathroom."

Lord Nefarious sighs. "Fine. Go. And then we will crush Fluffytown."

"Y-Yes, my lord." The figure spun and retreated quickly from the room, his ears perked wide up as he wobbled away. Lord Nefarious watched him go and then dialed a button on his comlink.

"Yes, Lord Nefarious?" came the voice from the other end.

"Ready my transport, please. I must pay a visit to my friends at SPOOK International."


(Author's Note: I love ending on cliffhangers. XD

Unfortunately, it's that time of the year again, where final exams rear their ugly paper heads. They're not going to be over until next week, so Episode 5 is going to take a little longer than usual to get put up. Look forward to it!)