Disclaimer: The events of OPERATION ZERO still happened but slightly different, the difference being The K.N.D doesn't know about the Galactic K.N.D and Numbah never joined the Galactic K.N.D, The DCFDTL are not the missing Sector Z and never got decommissioned. Grandfather is still feared even though he's been gone for a long time, becoming something of a campfire story among the K.N.D.
*This story takes place about 4 months after the events of the alternate OPERATION ZERO.*
Grandfather had come back somehow, no one knew how or why but he came back. And he came back stronger and even angrier than ever before. Grandfather hadn't turned everyone into zombies like he'd done before, he seemed to have lost that power from getting decommissioned the first time. But Grandfather had destroyed the terrian, taken Father, The Delightful Children and Sector V hostage and was currently fighting Numbah 1 in a desolate and isolated battlefield.
Grandfather fired a few massive fireballs at Numbah 1, the bald boy was barely able to dodge in time, retaliating with a few blasts from a laser gun he'd managed to sneak past Grandfathers prying eyes. Numbah 1 already had a few bruises and scratches on his face and knees from dealing with Grandfather but other than that Numbah 1 was uninjured. Benedict "Father" Uno, the rest of Sector V and The Delightful Children were stuck in three separate, massive cages that seemed to be enchanted by some kind of dark magic. Father was in his shadow suit form and had tried multiple times to burn the bars away to no avail. The Delightful Children and Sector had both tried to bend or break the bars but it was useless since Grandfather had stolen all their weapons away when he'd taken them hostage.
"Stop running you little brat!" Grandfather growled, "Never!" Numbah 1 snapped back. Numbah 1 knew he had to rely solely on himself for the moment, Sector V, The Delightful's and Father were rendered useless for the moment and the rest of the K.N.D and Numbah 1's parents, Monty and Mary Uno were too far away to help. Numbah 1 kept firing out laser blasts, running around in an erratic pattern until Grandfather used telekinesis to rip the laser gun from Numbah 1's hands and throw it aside, temporarily distracting Numbah 1. Grandfather readied a huge, painful fireball and flung it full force at Numbah 1, a wicked smirk of satisfaction spreading across his face as he watched his grandson scream in pain as the fireball smacked Numbah 1 right in the chest and threw him backwards, leaving him splayed out on the ground, laying on his back and wheezing.
"Numbah 1!" Sector V cried out in unison, helplessly watching their friend lay on the ground as Grandfather started to walk towards the dazed child. "Leave him alone you big bully!" Numbah 4 of Sector V yelled out to Grandfather, causing Grandfather to stop walking towards Numbah 1 and turn his attention towards the kids. "Oh, put a sock in it you little brat!" Grandfather snapped, rolling his eyes at Numbah 4. "Yeah, leave Numbah 1 alone!" "The only person who can harm him is us!" The Delightful Children yelled out at Grandfather in unison, joining in with Sector V. "You shut up too!" "Or you'll be joining Numbah 1 as a heap on the floor!" Grandfather bellowed angrily at The Delightful Children, he didn't feel an ounce of love towards either of his sons and he certainly didn't love his grandchildren.
Grandfather scoffed and rolled his eyes at the kids, he could deal with them later. Grandfather turned back to where Numbah 1 was lying to find that his grandson was gone. Grandfather scanned the area, furious that the boy had somehow slipped out of his grasp. "Ugh...where is that little brat?" Grandfather growled underneath his breath, flames pooling in his hands. A sharp pain in his back made Grandfather turn around as multiple laser blasts assaulted his face like tiny bits of hail scratching his face. Numbah 1 was hovering about 20 feet away from Grandfather, firing out more laser blasts. Numbah 1 was definitely worse for wear, he was panting and had a massive burn mark at the front torso area of his red turtleneck sweater. Numbah 1 charged towards Grandfather, preparing a massive attack with his laser gun, Grandfather simply rolled his eyes and used telekinesis to grab ahold of Numbah 1 and hold him still, Grandfather turned around to face the three cages, Numbah 1 in front of Grandfather and furiously squirming around in an attempt to get free, but it was to no avail.
"Lemme go!" "You're horrible!" Numbah 1 growled at Grandfather. "Tch, no respect, just like your father." "I ought to teach you to respect your elders boy!" Grandfather snarled at Numbah 1, a small electric current forming at Grandfather's right pointer finger, Grandfather pointed his finger at Numbah 1 and let the electrical current loose, a ray of electricity mercilessly zapping Numbah 1, causing the boy to let out a wail of pain, accidentally dropping the laser gun from the intense agony. "NIGEL!" Both Father and Sector V screamed out in unison as Grandfather stopped electrocuting Numbah 1 and flicked Numbah 1 to the ground like someone flicking away a fly. Numbah 1 was thrown into the ground with a sickeningly loud thud, a cloud of dust surrounded the child as he hit the ground.
When the dust cleared, Numbah 1 was laying face down on the ground covered in dust, he was somehow still conscious and breathing in slow shaky gasps but in too much pain to move. A stunned and horrified silence overwhelmed Sector V, The Delightful Children and Father as Grandfather slowly walked towards his downed grandson, grinning evilly. "Poor boy, he never stood a chance." Grandfather taunted as he walked towards Numbah 1, Numbah 1 tried to move, whimpering softly as his body trembled slightly in an attempt to move but pain wracked his body and made every effort at movement a new wave of pain.
Father felt a wave of fury wash over him, all this time he'd been terrified as he helplessly watched the fight play out, but now he was mad. No, not just mad. He was absolutely boiling over with white hot rage, he was more angry then he'd ever gotten in his entire life. He wasn't mad that Grandfather was the one hurting Numbah 1 and not him, he was mad that Grandfather was hurting Numbah 1 in the first place! Father might not be a man of many morals, but if he was going to fight Numbah 1, at least he would make it a fair fight and he certainly wouldn't torture the child like this! Father's body started to shake, not from fear, but from an overwhelming protective rage that he didn't even know he could feel. Flames started to swirl around Father in a hurricane motion as the man started to grow bigger and bigger until Father was larger than the cage, effortlessly breaking free from his prison. Flames continued to swirl around Father, the fire slowly growing hotter and higher as Father continued to grow in size until Father was the same height as Grandfather.
Grandfather was stunned, stumbling backwards in shock, he didn't expect this from his youngest son. All these years he'd considered him a coward who was unable to fight back. Father silently locked eyes with Grandfather, smoke was billowing from Father's pipe like a factory smokestack and his yellow orb eyes were glowing intensely, Grandfather didn't miss that Father's fingernails were turning into long sharp claws. "You... big...JERK!!" Father screamed in rage, rushing towards Grandfather, ready to attack, fireballs pooling at the palms of his hands. Before Grandfather had a chance to react Father raised up his right hand and used his new claws to slash Grandfather across his right cheek. Grandfather stumbled backwards from being slashed and ended up falling on his butt, scrambling away from Father. Grandfather put his hand up to check the damage and a splatter of yellow covered almost his entire hand when he brought his hand back down. A huge gash across his face consisting of three large scars across his face at a 90 degree angle, dripping with yellow blood, since in the shadow suit form any cuts or bruises presented itself as little yellow marks on the body and any blood shed presented itself as yellow liquid.
As a stunned Grandfather sat and inspected the damage to his face the dark cages holding The Delightful Children and Sector V fizzled away, the two groups of kids huddling together, all of them equally stunned and awed by the events unfolding in front of them.
Father dropped to one knee as he started to take on the appearance of a dragon, but it wasn't his regular dragon form. No, this form was much bigger and much, much more scary looking than his regular dragon form. Grey smoke lazily poured from the dragons mouth like a living furnace, it's massive yellow eyes glowing like embers and it's tail nonchalantly swaying back and forth. A low growl emanated from the Father-Dragon as Grandfather slowly stood to his feet, the dragon's scaly nostrils flaring with small puffs of grey smoke escaping them as it breathed. "B-Benny!" "I'm so sorry, I should've never doubted you!" Grandfather whimpered, feigning mock kindness as he held one hand to his slashed cheek. "I never knew you could transform like this, I'm quite proud of you Benedict." "In fact, I'm so proud, me and you should make a deal?" The Father-Dragon raised an eyebrow, stopped growling and went back to breathing normally. Father knew that Grandfather was lying, telling him what he wanted to hear to win him over and trick Father into letting his guard down so Grandfather could defeat him. Although Father was too curious to not hear Grandfather out.
"My deal goes like this, you give me Nigel and I leave you and your 5 little bra-uh, precious children alone." " Does that sound like a deal Benny?" Grandfather coaxed, his tone of voice sugary sweet with a hint of malice under the surface, Grandfather catching himself saying "brats" at the last minute and changing it to something more pleasant. At this point Numbah 1 had regained the strength to stand, the pain was still there but it had subsided just enough for the bald boy to be able to stand up straight, although he was a bit wobbly. Numbah 1 was shocked by the situation he'd found himself in, he'd missed out on the Father-Dragon transformation but he picked up on everything else. Numbah 1 was standing just out from underneath the massive dragons scaly head, he looked up at the beast towering over him before looking to Grandfather and then back at the dragon. "Is Ben really going to give me to Grandfather?" Numbah 1 thought to himself, the Father-Dragon contemplated Grandfather's offer for a moment or two, then the older man stepped forward a bit. "C'mon now Benedict, let me take Nigel off your hands." "I hate to have him slowing you down." Grandfather said, the malice in his voice showing a bit more as he glared daggers at his grandson, making Numbah 1 take a step back, he was just about able to stand, let alone fight in his condition, if Father-Dragon decided to give him to Grandfather, he wouldn't stay standing for very long.
At the mention of taking Nigel off of Father's hands the dragons demeanor changed from questioning to angry. The dragon put one of its massive scaly talons in front of Numbah 1 and pulled the child backwards and underneath the head of the dragon, baring it's teeth and snarling as grey smoke started to pour from the beasts mouth again, the Father-Dragon lowered it's head down and used one of it's massive glowing eyes to look at a shocked Numbah 1, the child feebly reached out a hand to touch the creature, he could faintly see his reflection in the glowing yellow orb. Before Numbah 1 could touch it the Father-Dragon raised its massive head back up to glare at Grandfather, shaking its head no. Numbah 1 peeked up from behind the talon to see a now visibly frustrated Grandfather, the kind facade gone as the elderly villain's face was twisted into a bitter scowl and his hands were balled up into flaming fists.
"You little-ugh!" "I knew you were a mistake!" Grandfather growled, his facade of sugary sweetness gone in a flash as a mound of fire swirled to life in one of Grandfather's hands, he charged at the Father-Dragon. Without missing a beat the creature snarled and threw itself upwards onto it's hind legs to meet face-to-face with Grandfather, it's massive talons slamming into Grandfather's shoulders and clawing into him, drawing more yellow blood, the Father-Dragon opened it's firey maw and clamped it's jaws around Grandfather's neck, Father-Dragon bit down not hard enough to kill the man he hated most, but just enough to make him yellow blood trickle down from the jaws wrapped around his throat and cause him immense pain. Grandfather shrieked in pain and grabbed ahold of the beasts wings in an attempt to pry the dragon off of him, the Father-Dragon suddenly let out a huge stream of fire from its mouth that hit Grandfather in the throat and sent him flying backwards, landing on his back.
The Father-Dragon went back down to standing on all fours, shooting out another jet of flames from it's mouth so that just as Grandfather had gotten back on his feet the turrent of flames hit him square in the chest and sent him barreling backwards even further, getting knocked flat onto his back again. In the mist of all the chaos, Numbah 1 was scared out of his mind, stuck between the two massive superpowers, he was tossed around like a ragdoll and kept getting knocked off his feet during the fight between Father-Dragon and Grandfather, all he could do was scramble back and forth to the best of his ability and pray that he wasn't accidentally squished flat like a pancake.
The Father-Dragon letting out an overwhelmingly loud victory roar that caused Sector V, The Delightful's and Numbah 1 especially to cover their ears and squeeze their eyes shut, the dragon's roar was terrifyingly loud, it sounded like something from another world entirely. After a few seconds the Father-Dragon stopped it's celebration to view it's handiwork from afar, Grandfather was alive and breathing but he was definitely pretty shaken up, his ego had absolutely been knocked down a few pegs. Numbah 1 was laying on his back as he'd been knocked down during the fight between Grandfather and Father-Dragon. He took a few seconds to regain his bearings as he pushed himself up onto his feet, his lapis blue eyes wide with shock and his hanging open slightly, he was white as a sheet from fear, the pain surging through his body still present but taking a backseat to the craziness of what he'd just witnessed.
"Woah..." Numbah 1 mumbled out loud, being pulled from his stunned state by a gentle yet firm nudge from behind. Numbah 1 turned around to see the Father-Dragon gently nudge Numbah 1 forward with it's scaly snout, exhibiting an almost puppy-like curiosity, grey smoke no longer pouring from its mouth and the beast breathing normally once again. The Father-Dragon nudged Numbah 1 again, as if the beast was trying to make sure the child was okay, Numbah 1 found it in himself to giggle a bit from the absurdity of the situation, Father was being so gentle and careful with him dispite being a massive dragon. "Ben, I'm fine, I'm fine!" "Really, I am!" Numbah 1 reassured, a small smile working its way onto his face.
The dragon opened its mouth slightly, showing off sharp fangs as its head came towards Numbah 1. Numbah 1 panicked and turned on his heel trying to run away from the Father-Dragon but was suddenly dragged backwards and raised into the air as the creature carefully picked Numbah 1 up by the back of his red turtleneck sweater and lifted him up into the air, turning around and going back over towards the stunned Delightful Children and Sector V. The Father-Dragon slowly lowered Numbah 1 down towards one of the Delightful Children, the tallest Delightful with brunette hair covering his eyes whose name was David, Father-Dragon very carefully placed Numbah 1 in David's arms, before releasing it's jaw and tilting it's head back up, glaring at Sector V and the Delightful Children for a moment or two.
The beast then turned and walked away from the children, making a beeline towards Grandfather, who at this point was starting to stand back up, breaking into a run. Grandfather had gotten up onto one knee when the Father-Dragon lunged at him, shooting a burst of fire from its mouth, Grandfather was barely able to dodge in time, clumsily getting back on his feet just in time for the Father-Dragon to double back and charge at him again, Grandfather readied a few fireballs in his hands as the scaly beast jumped up and grabbed ahold of Grandfather's throat with one of its talons, slamming the older man into the ground. Grandfather used his left hand to hold Father-Dragon's smoking maw away from him by the horn and used his other hand to try and burn Father-Dragon's face, Father-Dragon swerved its head and avoided the flaming hand with ease before ramming it's head into the side of Grandfather's face, Grandfather's head slammed to the ground as he grappled with new pain surging through his head and face, yellow blood trickled from where his nose should've been.
Father-Dragon started to use its free talon and its other free extremities to claw at Grandfather, a wave of satisfaction spreading through him as he scratched and clawed into Grandfather's torso and shoulders. Grandfather tried to escape the beast but it was useless, his monstrous son had him in a death grip that he wasn't getting out of anytime soon, the more he would squirm the tighter the talon around his neck would squeeze. Grandfather's shadow suit form started to shift and fizzle away, causing Father-Dragon to stop clawing up Grandfather and get off of him, retreating to catch it's breath as Grandfather started to shrink and his shadow suit melted away and Grandfather shrunk from a terrifying dictator to a feeble old man who would be better suited for a retirement home then taking over the world. Grandfather sat up and scooted away from the beast standing over him.
"Benedict...I'm sorry..." Grandfather rasped, his eyes wide and full of fear as he stood up. Father-Dragon glared at Grandfather, seemingly savoring up the moment of Grandfather being afraid. Father-Dragon slowly walked over to Grandfather and pointed to Grandfather and then pointed behind him with one of its talons. The message was loud and clear. Get. Out. "Benedict, can I at least see my grandchildren, just for a second?" Grandfather asked. Father-Dragon rolled his yellow orb eyes and raised up his head, he let out a terrifyingly loud roar and shot out a massive beam of fire. "Okay, okay!" "I'm sorry, I'm going!" Grandfather cried out in fear and quickly hobbled away.
Once Grandfather hobbled away out the area Father-Dragon turned his attention back towards Sector V and The Delightful's, he walked back over towards them, slowly becoming more sluggish and weak the further he walked, eventually falling down onto its stomach with a weak groan. "Father!" The Delightful Children yelled out in fear as they rushed over towards their adoptive father, at this point David had put Nigel down, Nigel and the rest of Sector V ran over to Father as well. A swirling cloud of grey smoke started to rise around the beast, incasing the dragon's body, after about 10-20 seconds the smoke cleared at reveal Father back to his normal self, still in his shadow suit form. "Ughh...that took more out of me then I expected." Father groaned as he sat up, Father felt sluggish and woozy, suddenly being hugged by The Delightful Children.
"Father!" "You've returned to us!" The Delightful Children said gratefully, Father hugged back without hesitation, embracing his sweeter side for once. "Are you alright children?" "Are any of you hurt?" Father asked, "No Father, we're okay." The Delightful Children replied. Father turned his attention to Sector V. "I knew you could turn into a dragon but I didn't know you could do that." Numbah 2 said, "Yeah, I can turn into a dragon whenever I want, but that time got mad and it just sorta happened." "I don't turn into a dragon very often because I don't need to very often and it's incredibly taxing energy-wise compared to what I get out of it." Father explained as he stood up and brushed himself off, The Delightful Children standing around him.
Sector V and The Delightful's were calling Numbah 362 and Numbah 86 to come pick them up via a radio that Numbah 5 had snuck past Grandfather but had been unable to use to during the fight between Grandfather and Father-Dragon. Numbah 362 was horrified by all the action she'd missed on while Numbah 86 wanted every detail of the fight between Father-Dragon and Grandfather. Father and Nigel were standing off to the side, out of earshot of the main group.
"Hey Ben?" Nigel asked aloud. "Yeah?" Father replied.
"Thank you." Nigel said, Father was stunned speechless, taken aback by Nigel's thanks.
"What?" Father asked,
"Thanks for the save back their Father." I... probably wouldn't have survived it if it wasn't for you, so yeah, thank you." Nigel said, "No problem kid." Father said nonchalantly.