Floating indefinitely through the void of space, the yellow-eyed canine started to descend onto the green-blue planet below. Checking his pocket, he confirmed that he still had the yellow sphere his brother had made over 70 year prior. Although he was fully aware that he had killed him, and he did kinda hate him, the thought of his company was comforting to the vicious bud.
Flames rushed around the bud as he rocketed through the atmosphere. With a huge crash, the dog comet landed in the grass. Lord Air Bud half-expected somebody to come up and punch him in the face while spouting "welcome to earth", but sadly, that didn't happen. Peeking out from the crater, the bud saw a suburban town with humanoid creatures just walking around in their cars.
Taking a few cautious steps, Lord noticed a large van coming straight at him, a large ANIMAL CONTROL banner on the side.
Suddenly, a huge net rocketed towards him, preparing his qwirkle technique, he got ready to fight, only to find himself completely out of gigawatts since his outbreak. Ballz, he thought. This is the end.
The bud sat in the back of the van, trapped in the latticed net. The creature squatting next to him wore a smug smile, to which Lord growled.
When they arrived at the pound, Lord was hauled into a crowed cage next to a bunch of other creatures that looked like buds. Lord tried to communicate with them, but he knew that they weren't buds, as their eyes were black and lifeless.
And so, for weeks, Lord was helpless in his prison. Then, one fateful day, a tall man in a ridiculous outfit entered the pound. Leaning down to the cage, he gestures towards Lord, and within minutes, Lord was sitting within the evil clutches of this man.
"You're going to be perfect for our act, Old Blue." Said the ringmaster. Lord growled in response, and he was absolutely thrilled to see what his circus-filled future would hold.
END OF PART 1