Lord Air Bud banged his head against the wall as the portal suddenly disappeared.
"Damn." He said. "Not here."
As the canine sidled down the steel wall, his eyes stopped burning with vengeful anger. He had lost the last memory of his brother he had, and now the only trace of his spirit was held in the theoretical museum of Lord's many victims. Just another soul violated by the early embrace of death.
Lord cringed at the thought of his biggest mistake, and tried to shake away his nightmares. He had to think rationally. First off, what do I do now. Well, this is where Lord got stuck. He didn't really have a plan except to find the embryo and hope for the best...
The embryo! That's right! Lord sniffed furiously, searching for the key which he had held dear for all those years. Although it was a literal key, it was also a metaphorical key to Lord's last hope to initiating his honorable tyranny. Lord used his sniffer to locate said key, and the scent led him to the teleporter.
Well, this doesn't make sense. Why would the key be in the teleporter? Unless...
No. Oh no. It can't be.
"Bakana." Lord coughed in frustration.
Suddenly, everything came together. He recalled the glint in one of the kid's right pocket. He must've... Had the key...
But how? How did Lord lose the key? Lord's eyes flared a bright yellow once again, as he slammed his head against the wall. Lord, worked up in anger, typed furiously on the control panel to reactivate the portal. With his Megadrive knowledge, he was easily able to navigate his way through the primitive human computer and searched through the portal history to find the last teleported location. Selecting the displayed universe, the portal was up and running again, and Lord leaped through it to find the key: his last hope.