"I just hope I'm not too late to save them," Josh said as he used the scanner he had to locate the signals of the other five Omega Morphers while riding his Extreme Gear.

"I so knew that giving the morphers an upgrade was smart. The others just couldn't see the genius of having locator chips in their morphers so we can track each other. The fools."

Elsewhere, a giant satellite dish was being built by the enslaved Mobians from last night. After disappearing from the coliseum, they were sent to an open field before being ordered to start construction of the satellite. Right at this moment, Serena and one of her Sirens were supervising the work.

"It seems that the satellite is well on its way, Serena," the Siren said.

"Seems that way. I hope they finish by this evening," Serena said.

"With the speed they're going, we might be done by the end of the afternoon."

"Excellent. Soon, this sorry excuse for a planet will belong to me and we'll continue to spread our music to every corner of the galaxy."

"That is if this operation goes off without a hitch," the Siren said.

"As if it'll go wrong," Serena said before another Siren ran up to her.

"Ma'am, it seems something has come to my attention," she said.

"What is it?"

"It seems that we only have 299 slaves."

"What's your point," Serena asked.

"Last night, the crowd was up to 300. Someone must have had an outside music player in their possession and wasn't put under your musical spell like everyone else," the Siren said.

"No!"

"You just jinxed the operation, Serena."

"Find that missing audience member before I decide to get evil," Serena ordered.

"Yes, ma'am." The two Sirens then ran off to fulfill their mistress' order, leaving Serena to supervise the construction. They were all unaware that five of the slaves were being tracked at this every moment in time.

"Okay, almost there," Josh said as he got closer to the source of the Omega Morpher signals. Before he could make it to their location, Josh sensed someone close to him. He looked around before seeing a shoe for a split second before it disappeared behind a nearby boulder.

"Uncle Frost." Josh then walked over to the boulder before lifting it and revealing Frost.

"What the hell, Uncle Frost? I was sure Dad told you to stay out of my way," Josh said.

"Sorry, Josh, but I needed to make sure you were safe," Frost said before Josh set the boulder down.

"Well, I am safe. Now go before I decide to do something I'll regret."

"Fine. I'll go."

"Good. You too, Uncle Scorch," Josh said before Scorch popped up from behind another boulder.

"Fine," Scorch said before he and Frost walked off.

"Good. No more interruptions. Now I can find where the others went." Josh then walked ahead while reading the scanner, unaware of the fact that he was being followed.

"Looks like a few more meters," Josh said before being hit on the head and falling to the ground. Standing above him was the Siren that had supervised the construction of the satellite dish with Serena.

"Gotcha, Slave #300," the Siren said before dragging Josh off.

"My head. What hit me?" Josh awoke to find himself locked in a cage with Serena looking straight at him.

"So, you're the one who got away from being enslaved."

"And you must be Serena, the one who kidnapped my friends," Josh said.

"That's right. They're part of my task force now and you will be too soon enough along with the rest of this pathetic world," Serena said.

"In your dreams. All you've got is one satellite. That won't be enough to enslave an entire world."

"You're right on that count, which is why I'll be building eleven more satellites after this one is complete. Then the sound of my music will spread far and wide and enslave every one."

"You're insane if you think I'll let you get away with this," Josh said.

"Oh, I think you will once you're put under my spell and turn into my final slave. Open the cage," Serena said before the Sirens standing on both sides of the cage opened the door, allowing Josh to run as fast as he could.

"In all fairness, you weren't being smart when you didn't shackle him," Siren #1 said.

"Great. Now he'll report back to his superiors. No matter, it seems this satellite is nearing completion. Even if he does report back to his leader, it'll be far too late for this world."