Part 8
The toons were sending literally daggers at AI-G Rhythm on the bench.
Hornz: Sooooo...you still angry at him.
Toons: Yep.
Vesper: I don't blame you...if there one thing we hate it's disrespecting the dead.
Hornz: But thank you for standing up and helping Tarn.
Marvin sighed and got up, pacing back and forth.
Marvin: Alright...this has gotten way overboard. We have to find a way to stop-
Marvin eyes blinked as little flickers of light blinded him a bit. They all turned to see Michael Jordan, waving over and pointing to the Guardians and the rest of the Rusherz, Brontide using a mirror and Liberty and Blow-Torch using their flames to make the light, making the flickers.
Speedy Gonzales: Isn't that Senoir Micheal?
Vesper: Yeah, and the others.
Hornz: They must of been looking for us...
Pepe Le Pew: Um, what are they doing?
Tarn eyes widen.
Tarn: Morse code...they'll telling us something important.
Bugs Bunny: What they say doc?
Tarn: *focusing on the flicker* AL-G. Rhythm. Is. A...*he paled* An Anticorian AI made by lord Zatu's army.
Toon: WHAT?!
Vesper: Oh crap, that explain so much. What else?
Tarn nodded and continued...
Tarn: RZ in process of eliminating the AI...need enough energy to take AL-G out. Lower his energy first then near the end do the final blow.
Bugs Bunny cracked his knuckles.
Bugs Bunny: AI Vs. AI, let them know we will gladly break down that fiend.
Tarn nodded, turned to his friends from the stands, and gave a thumbs up. The bell rung and Will E Coyote went forward. The three Rusherz went to him but were stopped by the toons.
Road Runner: Beep. Beep beep beep.
Daffy Duck: He says 'don't, he knows what he's doing'.
Will E Coyote took out an contraption, before he jumped in it with a basketball. The next thing the Goon Squad knew the machine shot out multiple Will E Coyotes holding basketballs, some knocking the Goons away while most went though the net.
Tarn: RIGHT ON WILL E!
They cheered as Will E Coyote, after the clones merged back with him and getting his head back, walked over to the others, Foghorn Leghorn put him in a headlock laughing.
Foghorn Leghorn: Will E Coyote you crazy dog you!
Bugs Bunny: Will E, that's the first time you actually willingly jumped into your creations.
Will E Coyote: Well my dear rabbit, desperate times need desperate measures.
This ignited the flame in everyone as they jumped up.
Hornz: ALRIGHT TEAM! LET'S HUSTLE!
They cheered as they went back onto the court.
In the stands...
Liberty: Message received.
Ish: Now they know too...is it weird that i still feel like this is all strange.
Slip: No no, i really did not expect all this to happen, or them to be real.
Swoop: Course they'll real, just not from Earth. You know that video game...well, those worlds are real.
Maverick: Let me guess, we Rusherz are able to jump their due of our abilities of travel.
They nodded.
Scavenger: Needless to say that needed to have time to re calibrate when we landed on Earth. That took YEARS mind you.
Tanker: Soooo...on the scale how many allies we have from these worlds.
Soar: About...150, would say 151 but the toon worlds are merged into one so does not count.
A beep caught their attention, RZ appearing.
RZ: Found him. I will distract him while the final touches are in place.
They nodded, and with that he went to work.
AL-G Rhythm was inside the tunnel when RZ appeared.
AL-G Rhythm: Well well, so your the famous mysterious Richard Zimmer, RZ 6.0.
RZ: And you must be the Anticorian Malware that the studio was tricked into placing in the system.
AL-G Rhythm staried, then clapped.
AL-G Rhythm: Well done...*his form shifted* you found out the truth.
AL-G Rhythm was now more Anticorian like, smirking.
AL-G Rhythm: I know what your doing. But remember, It's not over yet, it's just the beginning.
He walks away, leaving RZ still worried about how the team would stop him. AL-G Rhythm smirked as he changed into a uniform...walking onto the court with the goons, ready to play against the heroes. If they were playing hard, then he would play harder.
Time went on, each team neck and neck constantly. Once the toons and the three Rusherz saw AL-G Rhythm true form and that he was playing against them, they doubled down. Soon, they were tied...and the clock was nearing the end.
Marvin Martian: Dear paint and ink...this is exhausting.
They were exhausted. Tarn couldn't help but feel worried for them. Toons were not Rusherz, like Humans they had limits despite the abilities they were gifted with.
Tarn: Marvin, is there any...ANYWAY, that we can get finally stop AL-G Rhythm and free the players.
Nothing...then, Bugs Bunny sighed getting up.
Bugs Bunny: There is one way-
Daffy Duck: *Panic* Bugs, we can't! Warner said it could be dangerous!
The toons looked at their leader in panic and fear, Vesper fluttered over.
Vesper: What could be dangerous?
Bugs Bunny looked up.
Bugs Bunny: If we toons use a move that can also be combined with a video game technique, it can cause a glitch-
Marvin Martian: BUT that would mean the toon would either be left paralised, or dead.
Tarn eyes widen...dead...they were prepared to DIE to stop him.
Tarn:...NO...
Pepe Le Pew: I a-Tarn.
Tarn eyes glowed, holding up his pendent.
Hornz: Wait-! Tarn! I though you left it back at the NBA-HOK?!
Tarn: I had a feeling something might happen...do you all trust me?
They nodded, unsure what he was about to do...then they all gasped as the energy from the pendent went over all of them. Tarn skin peeled as his aura form appeared, Hornz covering Vesper eyes.
Hornz: TARN ARE YOU INSANE!
Tarn aura: Tune Squad...formation!
They nodded as they went over, AL-G Rhythm eyes widening.
AL-G Rhythm: Your joking, there is no way this little boost will stop me!
He glowed as he grew muscles.
Tarn aura: LET'S DO THIS!
The toons let out a battle cry as the clocked ticked down to the finally minutes. However, the toons blocked the players as the energy from the pendent helped them break the players free from AL-G Rhythm. Tarn yelled in anger as he jumped with the basketball, AL-G Rhythm trying to stop him. They were so close, their faces nearly touched. AL-G Rhythm last sight was the glare of the Rusher of the Lakers...before the basketball went through the net and the area was covered in light.
To be continued...
