"Mr. Sandman? Are you going to get the fame all by yourself, or why are you here?", Boogie stared at the armored tiger alien, who withdrew his shield via nanoparticle and then stood in front of the gray alien with his chest out, "No..." Then it happened fast. A tremendous kick rushed from the big one against the skinny one, who was thrown far backwards by this force. James had his strength and armor to thank for kicking his opponent all the way to the other end of the small town, then turning his attention to the two lombaxes, "Are you two all right?"

"No...my shoulder," Ratchet was still holding his dislocated shoulder before suddenly the gangster got down on his knees and held both paws against it.

"This is going to hurt for a second!"

"What do you mean...AHHHHH."

In one move, James snapped the lombax his shoulder back into it's place, briefly alarming the others in panic before silence fell again, "OUCH WHAT...hey, it's fine again!"

"You're welcome," the orange one still felt some pain, but was able to move and extend his arm normally again, which also made Rivet and the two bots breathe a sigh of relief, "Say, why did you come back?"

"...So we can finish this guy together," before either of the couple could say anything to the gangster, a fireball was hurled against his back, which directly activated James' helmet again.

Boogie stood back on his feet with an angry and sinister look, posing of course, and had his arms outstretched with the bracelets, "You're a traitor, James! For that I must now inflict your punishment, Kitty!"

"Shut the fuck up and just do it," both gangsters ran, and the big one tried to land a hit with his fists, but Boogie dodged the blows again, dancing. "MHM, is this all you can offer, baby," the old one tripped the tiger, slamming him head first into the nearest wall of the building, giving the grey one a chance to open another element pod, "Let's make a mighty windstorm then!" The air escaped, formed a small tornado around his bracelets and was about to fire it at the other gangster.

But James quickly straightened up.

He fired his sand cannon against the wind, causing it to swirl and shoot against the elite gangster's face. "NOOO, MY HAIR," was the only thing that worried Boogie as he stopped and held his face from the burns. The younger gangster took advantage of that and rammed full body into the grey one, landing with him against the nearest small craft.

"Ratchet...he's helping us," the female rebel continued to watch the fight, and her boyfriend one with the injured shoulder also stared at both gangsters, "He honestly always has..." Faster than the hero could react, his white girlfriend raised her hammer and straightened up with a determined look.

"Then we should return the favor!"

By now Boogie was in control of the fight and was pressing against the big tiger alien's neck with both hands, slowly feeling the air escaping his lungs. "The boss is going to be really pissed, James. So I better spare you the pain and end it here and now," now the bracelets activated again and slowly the fire came up, creeping closer to the other gangster's helmet. But before it was burned down something small flew from behind against the afro skull of the dancing thug. Rivet had slammed her hammer into him and then helped the other gangster back to his feet while Boogie staggered to the side. Ratchet also joined in, blaster in hand, as he saw the Tigeralien standing upright again, "Ah...nice punch, kid!"

"I don't need your praises," as concentration fell on the elite gangster, whose hairstyle was ruined and an even more aggressive look adorned his face, "Oh now you've taken it too far!" Suddenly, lightning shot out from the bracelets directly at the heroes and James, whereupon they immediately performed an avoidance maneuver, and then were again spread separately on the field.

"He must have more tricks up his sleeve than I thought," Ratchet watched as Boogie once again retrieved rocks from the earth pod, but this time they were pointed and built like thorns. "Catch this," the projectiles flew in all directions, causing the heroes to take cover and wait for the shooting to end. James then took a risky move and ran towards Boogie despite the sharp stones, and grabbed the dancing man's bracelets with his paws, squeezing them tightly and slowly destroying them.

"LET GO, YOU FLEE BAG" and then the fatal hit happened. One of the spiked stones rammed into the side torso of the tiger alien, causing him to let go of the elite with a yelp and tumbled backwards. The armor was pierced and his green blood was now spreading to the spot as he sank to the ground, taking the pain as the lombaxes cried out in panic, "JAMES!" Boogie stood with triumphant smile in front of the gangster lying on the ground, but this hit was not without a victim. The bracelets had been completely destroyed by Mr. Sandman and now there was no way to use the elemental force in his capsules, but did the old alien still have a blaster at his disposal, which he now aimed at the head of the tiger-like one whose helmet had deactivated, "Well, Jamie boy. It was a good time having you in the gang, until you betrayed us. Say hello to the other dead gangsters in hell!"

"HEY, ASSHOLE!"

"Ratchet...what are you doing," Rivet yelled after her boyfriend, who was now standing unarmed in front of the gangster, waiting for his reaction. Boogie accordingly turned to face the lombax, who was not carrying a weapon and still had Clank at his back. "What do you want, plushie? First he dies and then...", suddenly the words were taken out of his mouth. Not only he, but also Rivet, Kit, Clank and James looked stunned at the orange hero, whose hip suddenly began to sway rhythmically, placing one hand on it, while the other pointed at the elite gangster.

"What are you doing?" the old one was also puzzled by the dancing lombax, who hummed a tune to his movement and put more and more intensity into his performance.

"You like to dance, huh? DANCE OFF, YOU AND ME!"

He finished his part with a breakdance on the sandy floor before looking challengingly at the old alien, who was still staring confusedly at the lombax and his beloved was about to smack his forehead with his mechanical hand, "Ratchet...this is suicide..."

But suddenly Boogie moved rhythmically, smiling wickedly, "You call that a dance? LET ME SHOW YOU HOW IT'S DONE, BABAY!" Now the old alien was in his element, dropping the blaster and showing the lombax everything he had. Ratchet had really managed to trick the gangster and get him involved in this little duel, where Boogie even really got into it. But what he didn't notice was how James stood up and got back behind the Elite Gangster, who was oblivious to it.

"OH YEAH, I'M THE KING OF THE DANCE..."

His breath was caught as the two muscular arms grabbed around his neck and forced the air out of his throat. James kept a tight grip on the old one, who tried to break free before finally lashing out for the final blow. Both lombaxes heard a loud crack as the tiger alien snapped the grey alien's neck and threw his now dead body to the ground. Breathing heavily, the still living gangster held onto the bleeding area and sat down on the rocks nearby before pulling out the spike with a tug. "...Argh, I'm getting too old for this shit," with the sand he sprayed against the wound, whereupon his face contorted, but quickly returned to normal.

"Hey...thanks," it suddenly came out of Rivet, who had developed a great distrust of the tiger alien all this time, but now that he had almost sacrificed his life it was slowly broken.

"Hmm...you're welcome. I thank you, for the distraction...", actually James wanted to end this sentence with that, but his mouth finally released the other thoughts in his head, "...and for the trust. I know I made you guys do dirty work, but I never would have gotten this far without you...Thank you."

"No problem, buddy," Ratchet extended his hand to the thug, who shook it with a grin, then got back to his feet, "So, now we have to..."

"James, it's Rihan, there's a problem!"

His chip heard his partner's voice, which he immediately followed up with, "What's up?"

"A big ship with the bodyguard robots is here. Must have dropped off the two elites. Those guys are waiting with guns for them to come back. What's the situation?" the question was answered with a determined look from the big one before he answered the radio again, "Get ready! We'll be right there!"

"Oh, let's bruise some robot butts, huh," Rivets cheeky grin had reappeared, but which then caused Clank to raise his green optics, "I don't know if that choice of words was appropriate around me." This was followed by a laugh from the group before getting ready and striding to the meeting place, but the gangster stopped both Lombax once again.

"Here, put these on! I had them made up for you!"

Outside the small town it has slowly become foggy. The robots of the boss stood with weapons ready in front of the big ship, which you used to come here with the elite. The bodyguards were already waiting a day for the return of the two gangsters, who would hopefully emerge victorious and then finally the boss could be back to normal without the next one arriving with death threats. "What's taking Monstah and Boogie so long? Isn't it about time for the elite to be back here," one of the robots was a little nervous, but his colleague, on the other hand, was more composed, "Those two are professionals. They'll be fine."

"I don't want to be the next one to be made into a ring," a total of ten robots were circled around the ship waiting for a sign of life from someone.

"Hey, up ahead...what the..."

Out of the fog suddenly stretched mysterious figures that were not Boogie or Monstah. There were ten of them too, striding towards the ship, armed and menacing, which immediately alerted the bots, who clung even more nervously to their blasters, "That's not Boogie and Rex!" Now they also realized that two of them were very small with big ears and were also wrapped in a suit. This was in each case black with white stripes, gang logos on the shoulders and on the chest was engraved a phrase.

"LOMBAX IN DA HOOD?"

"DON'T READ WHAT THEY..." this bot was suddenly hit by a shuriken, however, whereupon he went down shaking, leaving his colleague only more panicked. The other bodyguards were also now in high panic as the group of ten stepped out of the mist. "Wait a minute...these are...", they saw correctly. Some of them were gangsters working for the Boss, led by the tiger alien himself and the two lombaxes in their suits, all of whom were now readying their weapons together and striding menacingly toward the ship.

"Remember, no witnesses!"

The boss sat on her expensive chair comfortably and drank again from her alcoholic drink out. She was sure of victory this time, because the elite could not loose and already now she was waiting for the two gangsters with the lombaxes in tow in her office, "Ah...splendid."

"B...B...Boss," one of the bots stepped into the large office. Kneeling, he approached and lowered his head in front of her, who immediately put down the glass and looked at the robot in a rage, "Don't say what I'm thinking about now!" Not a word followed, but the bodyguard pulled out something from his pocket that resembled a piece of ship and was enough for the pink lady to know what it meant, "T...This is the only thing left of the two of them."

Silence followed. The robot heard nothing and already wanted to thankfully make his way out of the room. But then he hadn't counted on the crowbar hitting his head, and the boss continuing to beat the bodyguard with it. "FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK," She didn't care if her floor or dress was stained by the oil that shot out of the robot's head, after each blow. She had only one thing on her mind.

This means war!