Author's Note: This is my second SRMTHFG fanfiction and I just want to say Thanks for reading my first one. Anyway, this story has been up for a while but I'm just going back and fix it up a bit.
Prologue
A rebirth of orange, evil shall it do
Will corrupt the wish-maker of blue
Darkness on the plant of Orbs will bloom
Then all will fall in eternal doom
Far away in the cold depths of space lay a small planet, corrupted by what's left of the dark worm. Those who lived there abandoned the planet to get away from the final battle between a giant Robot and the Dark Worm.
Though, the Worm was defeated it was not safe to return to the planet knowing that the remains of the Worm were still there, fresh and tainted. There, in the deserted planet, laid the remains of the Worm, surrounded by its own purple goo and torn pieces of flesh.
But sadly, it wasn't dead.
With the last single bits of its power, the Worm coughs up the first thing it ate when it was free. With the rest of its power it shot its energy to the thing he coughed up then died instantly.
The pile of goo started to move then a hand popped out of it and dug its claws into the dirt. It pushed itself out of the purple goo and stood on its knees and hands. After taking a few breaths of air, it stood on his knees as the goo started to slide off on it. Its eyes started to glow an orange-reddish color as it stares down at its hands.
(My robotic hands) It thought as his hands started to shake.
(Robotic hands!)
It crawled over to a pile of purple goo and saw its reflection in it. He sat there, staring at the orange robot monkey, the monkey before he was working with Skeleton King, the monkey before his brothers exile him to out of space. He looked just like his brothers did back when he was part of the team.
(You're given another chance to destroy the Hyper force) a familiar evil voice said (don't fail me this time, Mandarin.)
(Another chance) Mandarin thought as the memory of the last minutes of his life before he died poured back into his brain.
He remembered, the moment he was pushed into the Dark Worm's egg and swallowed up by the hideous pink thing itself.
(Another chance)
Mandarin stood up, a little wobbly at first, and stood still and looked up at the sky of this empty planet he was on. There was a village near by, he can find a ship, get off this planet, head back to Shuggazoom, and complete some "unfinished business" with a certain team.
(I'm alive) He thought, slowly grinning evilly.
Reborn . . .
Isis shivered and wrapped her blue blanket around her tightly. She woke up from a weird dream about some orange thing coming back to life which was odd since the only thing she ever dreams about is her getting her small claws on a cookie.
She sat up in her new little bed; the one Otto made her and look to her left to see Gibson, sleeping peacefully in his bed.
She extended her wings and flew over to where he was and laid down on top of his head, the only place where she felt safe and fell back to sleep again.
Chapter One: Clingy: Gibson isn't liking the idea of Isis being around him all the time.
