I know this is earlier then usual, but...oh well! :D
This chapter is fifteen pages long, has a biblical reference, has a long winded ending and script format at the very end. Despite this, I'm really proud of it.
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31/10/10 – The Conclusion
"…we can now confirm that all contact outside this area of the country has been lost," the news anchor explained, "Casualties in Sydney are still not available, and we are unable to receive any informa-"
The television went dead.
Vlad shook his head, and got up off the lounge in his Australian villa's study. Walking outside, he took in the air, smelling ash and sulphur.
"Damn it," he snapped.
Out of the corner of his ear, he heard the sound of a motor. Turning, he raised an eyebrow as a bus made its way up the driveway, coming to a halt in front of his property.
The door opened, and the Bus Driver climbed out, dragging Dr. Insano with him.
"I need somewhere private," he explained, "I'm going to strangle this guy."
"Why so?" asked Vlad.
"I don't know what he's done, but the world seems to be ending," growled the Bus Driver.
"I have noticed," nodded Vlad, "But you'll find it is not his fault. That said, the garage is free if you wish to murder him."
Dr. Insano gulped.
Then there was sound of rockets, and the Rocket Car zoomed over the roof, landing in front of them with a loud 'thud.' The doors opened, and Spoony fell out of the back seat, landing face-first in the dirt. Linkara followed him, glancing at his friend on the ground.
"You're licking the dirt?" he quizzed.
"It's never tasted so good!" exclaimed Spoony.
Linkara shook his head as Iron Liz and Pollo got out.
"…and you're here for…what, exactly?" asked Vlad.
"The car GPS led us here," shrugged Liz, "Why?"
"This is private property," snapped Vlad, "Nobody gave you permission to come here…"
"Vladdie!"
Vlad buried his head in his hands as Jack Fenton parked the Spectre Speeder nearby and climbed out.
"When did I give him this address?" moaned Vlad in anguish.
"Looks like we're apocalypse buddies, huh?" grinned Jack, putting an arm around his 'friend.'
Vlad gritted his teeth.
"How did you get here?" he demanded.
"The GPS led us here," snapped Maddie, nowhere near as accommodating as Jack, "Care to explain?"
"I have not meddled with your GPS," sighed Vlad.
Maddie raised an eyebrow.
"…recently," added Vlad.
Any further conversation was interrupted by the opening of a wormhole in the villa wall. Two soldiers, dressed in the uniforms of American GIs of World War Two, stepped through and aimed their rifles at Vlad and Jack.
"…and you are?" sighed Vlad.
Three more figures stepped through the hole, flanked by more soldiers, both American and British.
Rommel raised an eyebrow at his companions, who were looking around in nervous wonder. He walked confidently up to Vlad and extended a hand.
"Generalfeldmarschall Erwin Rommel," he introduced.
Vlad looked apprehensive for a few seconds, while Jack gave a grin at Maddie.
"Told you I called Eisenhower," he grinned. Maddie rolled her eyes.
Vlad nodded, and took Rommel's hand.
"Yes that's all quite nice," he nodded, "Now, if I may ask, what's next in this constant parade of interruptions!"
There was a loud crash as Zim's ship collided with the bus, causing it to explode.
Vlad facepalmed, the Bus Driver gave a horrified yelp and Dr. Insano cheered.
Vlad paced his overcrowded study, explaining the story so far.
"ReGenesis was an effort by certain individuals to create a super-soldier," he explained, "It was made with a combination of Reaper technology and magic. The project was headed by Professor Membrane and funded by the Globex Corporation, who expected a being that could tear dimensions asunder, destroy continents in the blink of an eye, and essentially achieved godlike power."
His look darkened.
"They succeeded," he snarled, "And now they're all dead."
He continued.
"Membrane was obsessed. I remember seeing him a few months earlier, with his son, Dib. He wasn't content – not at all. I think he considered the project his way of building a new, perfect son."
Vlad turned around, and looked his audience straight in the eye.
"We are most likely the last living things on Earth," he snapped, "If we want to survive this, we're going to have to co-operate."
He turned a special glare to Danny, who was giving Vlad a very murky look.
"ReGenesis may seem powerful," continued Vlad, "But it has several weaknesses. Among them, it is believed, is ectoplasm. With that said, I suggest that myself and Daniel will move as an advance guard with a unit of ghosts and Montgomery's creatures to take on ReGenesis in a decisive battle. The rest of you – think of a backup plan."
"Why Danny?" asked Maddie, suspiciously.
"Does anyone else want to co-ordinate an army of ghosts against a godlike creature?"
There was a long silence. Danny nodded, and stood up.
"You're not taking my baby boy against that…that thing," snapped Maddie, climbing to her feet, "At very least, Jack and I are coming."
Jack blinked.
"Uh, yeah, what she said," he nodded.
Vlad gave a curt nod.
"Very well," he decided, "You may come."
There was a knock on the door. Vlad walked over, and answered.
"You ready, boss?" Skulker asked, seriously.
Vlad gave a serious frown, and motioned for Danny, Jack, Maddie and Montgomery to follow him.
Zim, Linkara and Timmy (who had accompanied me in stowing away on Zim's ship) sat outside the villa, glancing over to Montgomery, who was looking into the distance through binoculars.
"Drat that stinky ReGenesis," snapped Zim, "He's destroying the world! That's my thing!"
"Remind me again why I'm working with you," sighed Linkara.
Timmy looked over to Linkara, glancing at his holster.
"I see you've still got that Magic Gun," he noted.
"Yeah," nodded Linkara, taking it out, "It hasn't failed me yet."
"There he is," noted Montgomery, seemingly to himself.
The other three looked into the distance. Across the valley, atop a rise, stood a shadowy figure. The figure simply watched as the ghosts and legendaries surrounded him, the silhouettes of Jack, Maddie and Vlad edging up to it, ectoguns drawn.
"That's it?" demanded Zim, "That's ReGenesis? That destroyed your pathetic planet? You humans su-"
ReGenesis extended its arms.
The entire mountainside was blasted by a wave of red energy so powerful that the entire hillside was deforested in seconds. The legendaries and the ghosts braced as they were hit, crumbling into dust before their very eyes.
Then there was nothing, save for ReGenesis and a few dead tree-trunks.
Linkara, Zim, Timmy and Monty stared, jaws dropped.
"We…" began Zim.
"…are…" continued Timmy.
"…funked," finished Linkara.
ReGenesis walked slowly forward, heading towards the villa. Monty, pale as a ghost, gave a shaken order.
"Get inside," he snapped, "Give this to Rommel."
He handed a small, red-and-white ball to Timmy.
"But…" began Linkara.
"Go," ordered Monty.
He pulled a revolver from his pocket, shakily aiming at ReGenesis.
Timmy and Zim pulled Linkara inside, shutting the door behind them. Monty clicked the revolver and gave a breath, shutting his eyes before he fired.
Inside, chaos had erupted. Many of the two-dozen or so people to invade Vlad's villa were attempting to flee out the back, with a few trying to restore order.
"Form a line on the door," snapped Patton, "Don't let the bastard in!"
Linkara, Zim and Timmy ran up to him.
"What did you see?" demanded Patton, "Where the f**king hell is Monty?"
"He's…covering the retreat," replied Timmy.
Patton gave a nod.
"Limey bastard," he nodded to himself, "Never thought he had it in him."
He shook his head.
"Alright," he snapped, "I want my troops at the door, now! Anyone else who wants to stick around, grab a weapon. The rest of you, get upstairs and get ready for a clusterf**k!"
Linkara began to draw his Magic Gun, only to be stopped by Timmy.
"You need to give that thing to that German guy, remember," he reminded, "Someone else can stay."
"Well volunteered!" blurted Zim, throwing him the Ultra-Doom Annihilator before running upstairs.
Timmy began to complain, but then he sighed and turned around.
"Get going," he snapped to Linkara.
Linkara gave a sad nod, and followed Zim.
Patton glanced over his defenders. The World War Two soldiers, Timmy, the Nostalgia Critic, Chester and AJ were waiting nervously for ReGenesis.
Patton heard gunshots from outside, followed by a wet cracking noise. He loaded his revolver and gave a whisper.
"This is it," he chuckled to himself, "The soldier's death."
The door blasted open.
Linkara entered the back room. Downstairs, he heard the sounds of gunshots, which lasted all of thirteen seconds before they were silenced.
"OK," he said, seriously, handing the ball to Rommel, "We're gonna need to stop this thing. What've we got?"
"I've still got the Anti-Magic Tommy Gun," I replied.
"Where did you get that?" demanded the Nostalgia Critic.
"EBay," I shrugged.
"I've got my Magic Gun," nodded Linkara, "And Rommel's got…whatever's in that pokeball."
"My what?" asked Rommel, confused.
Linkara just waved it away.
"Right, I've got an idea," nodded Dr. Insano, "We shall blind ReGenesis…with SCIENCE!"
He pulled out the Fiddley Thing, causing the Critic, Spongebob, Sandy, Sam and the Bus Driver to wince.
"Put that thing away!" snapped Sam.
"Wait a minute," I thought, "Blinding… flash-bang grenade! We can blind it, and I'm a pretty good thrower."
"Let me guess," snapped the Critic, "You have an Anti-Magic Flash-Bang Grenade, right?"
"Well, it's not Anti-Magic," I said, sheepishly.
Linkara stood outside the back door of the room, which led to an outdoor trail up the mountain. Rommel stood next to him, the pokeball ready, while Zim stood well back, having realised that he'd given away his only weapon. The others stood at the front door, ready to fight.
The door crashed open.
I threw the grenade.
The throw was utterly pathetic, and it landed at our feet.
There was a great, white flash, and everyone in the room was blinded.
"YOU FOOL!" bellowed Spoony.
Rommel buried his head in his hands as the sounds of desperate shooting and crashing echoed from the room. Spoony (who had stolen the Anti-Magic Tommy Gun), Insano, Jazz, Spongebob and Sandy managed to pile out the back door – nobody else did.
"Run for your lives!" yelled Jazz.
"Wait…what about Pollo?" demanded Linkara, "What about Liz! I'm not just gonna leave…"
"RUN, WORMBABY!" bellowed Zim, dragging him behind them.
Rommel glanced at the door, before pressing the button on the ball. He threw it before him, and it erupted in a white flash.
Mew floated before him, staring down ReGenesis, who was emerging from the villa.
"You shall not pass," growled Rommel, pulling out his Luger.
The escapees reached a rocky clearing, stopping for breath on some rocks next to the pass. Linkara buried his head in his arms.
"I just…I just left them!" he exclaimed.
"Easy," reassured Sandy, "You couldn't have done anything to help."
Linkara shook his head.
"What can we do?" he lamented, "What can we possibly do against that thing?"
"Escape the planet," shrugged Zim, "Watch Earth burn while eating waffles!"
"How?" demanded Dr. Insano, "You wrecked your ship, remember?"
Zim stared.
"Oh yeah," he said at last, "Oops."
"All we can do is keep running," sighed Jazz, "We can think of something later."
"Guys…"
Spongebob pointed behind them. ReGenesis was walking slowly up the path, and they could see it clearly for the first time.
It was a small, big-headed boy with pale skin, pulsing with darkness. His eyes were sunken and pale, but they glared at them with a strange, disconcerting fire.
Zim's eyes widened.
"Dib?"
Dib looked at Zim, and growled in animalistic fashion.
Linkara did a double-take, remembering Vlad's speech earlier.
"I remember seeing him a few months earlier, with his son, Dib. He wasn't content – not at all. I think he considered the project his way of building a new, perfect son."
"…he experimented on his own son?" gasped Linkara, horrified.
"If we know who he is, we can reason with him!" grinned Spongebob, walking up to ReGenesis.
"Don't!" snapped Jazz, "There's obviously nothing left of Dib in there, you'll just…"
Spongebob offered his hand.
For five seconds, nothing happened.
"…is it working?" quizzed Spoony, confused.
His question was soon answered. ReGenesis grabbed Spongebob by the arm and smashed him against the rocks. He gave an animalistic roar, and leapt onto the poor sponge.
"SPONGEBOB!" bellowed Sandy.
The others averted their eyes, hearing only the sound of screaming and biting, before all was quiet again.
"Run!" yelled Dr. Insano, "Run like the wind!"
"Spongebob," gasped Sandy, shaking her head in horror, "N…no…"
She was dragged off by Jazz and Linkara, as Spoony prepared to follow.
Then, ReGenesis spoke.
"Mortals…you are in my way."
Spoony turned around, his face red.
"You son of a B***H!" he bellowed, opening up with the Tommy Gun.
Linkara shut his eyes as he ran away, before the firing stopped, leaving eerie silence.
Zim, Linkara, Sandy, Jazz and Dr. Insano reached a cliff, in an area where the snow still lay. There was nowhere left to run. From their vantage point, they could see far into the distance – everything, the trees, the animals, the plant life, everything was dead.
"It's the end of the world," breathed Jazz, "Everybody's dead."
"Oh, now you notice!" snapped Dr. Insano.
Sandy sat on the ground, curled into a ball and cried, Jazz sitting next to her with a hopeless expression on her face. Dr. Insano looked at his feet, and Linkara shook his head, completely lost at what to do. Only Zim maintained any coherence, looking to be deep in thought.
At last, he spoke.
"I wonder if I can ask him for pointers?"
There was the sound of footsteps in the snow, and ReGenesis stepped forward, crossing his arms as he reached the escapees.
"It's over," he snarled.
Linkara gave him a sad glance.
"I know what you're feeling," he said, softly, "Your father tried to meld you into something your not, and you tried to take revenge."
He looked at his gun.
"But you don't need to, anymore," he continued, "Professor Membrane's gone, everyone's gone!…but you can fix it. You have the power."
He looked ReGenesis in the eye.
"Please."
ReGenesis gave a roar and extended his arms.
Linkara was thrown back, right off the cliff. Dr. Insano watched, before pulling out the Fiddley Thing and pointing it at ReGenesis. The monster thrust out his fist, and Insano clutched his chest, falling lifeless to the snow.
ReGenesis turned to Jazz and Sandy, waving his hand in their direction. The earth shook, and their part of the ground snapped from the cliff. They fell.
ReGenesis turned to Zim, an unpleasant grin on his face.
"It's just me and you, Zim," he growled.
Zim blinked.
"Well, this is bad," he gulped, "Err…parley?"
ReGenesis roared, and raised his arms.
"Now, that's not particularly fair, isn't it?"
ReGenesis and Zim turned, to find a lone man walking up the pass, his overcoat blowing in the cold breeze.
"If you kill him, you're all alone," the man explained, "And let me tell you, you don't want to be alone."
"Who are you?" demanded ReGenesis, an infuriated scowl on his face.
The man grinned, and shrugged.
"You humans are an odd lot," he shrugged.
"Yes, I can see it now!" he laughed, "First Fanfiction, then the WORLD! AHAHAHA…"
"What are you doing?"
"Your ideas…"
Calamitous scratched his chin, an idea formulating in his head.
"…your emotions…"
DF: But I…I just watched. It-it took all my willpower to bring that [PROFANITY REMOVED] in alive…I just wanted to cap her right there and then.
"…your ingenuity…"
"See," grinned Mr. Krabs, looking at his handiwork, "You can do anything with enough sticky tape and glue!"
"…even your darkness," the man finished, seriously.
"Because it was fun," it replied, "And these kind of people deserve it, don't they?"
The man began to pace, speaking casually to ReGenesis.
"Sometimes, you can be stupid. I mean, really stupid."
"Oh my god," I gasped, "You scammed my scam, you magnificent bastard!"
"You mess with things that shouldn't be messed with…"
It's dead, alright…but dead gods can still dream.
"…you write things that shouldn't be written."
…here's a little critique of another of E350's old shames," he grinned, nastily, "This is the Nickdale Tales Episode Two: Pizza and Stuff. Enjoy."
The man gave ReGenesis a dark look.
"Sometimes you pay dearly for it," he warned.
Getting up from her seat and dashing to the bathroom, Sandy cowered over her sink and looked in the mirror.
"Why am thinking about that stuff?" she demanded, "What the heck's wrong with me?"
The man stopped, and gave a grin.
"But humans!" he exclaimed, "You can improvise!"
"OH MY GOD, WORDS HAVE APPEARED!" I yelled.
"You can be heroes!"
"Students!" the Principal declared, "You are standing in the shadow of the three of the greatest superhumans in our history."
"You can stand against anything!"
She began to glow, as did the entire crowd of copies. They turned into light and began to combine. We watched in horror as they formed into a single body, a single Witch Ember, ten times her normal size and towering over my house like a…really big person.
"…and you can kill," he man finished, his face falling.
Hitler marched about the room, throwing accusations out seemingly at random. As he had his tantrum, Chester caught a glimpse at the report on the table.
"You can go from compassion and humour…"
It's the Anti-Depression Song,
Find your own tune and sing along,
When everything is just going wrong,
Sing the Anti-Depression Song!
"…to absolute cruelty and destruction."
Behind him, he heard the high pitched wail of an air-raid siren, and the crowds around him erupted into panic.
"…uh, it seems like an attack is inevitable," he stammered, "We-we'd like…the thirty-minute warning is-is now in eff-effect."
Lance hurriedly dotted down orders for the population at home, shaking more and more every second, until at last, he was openly weeping on screen.
"I…I just want to thank…thank you all," he shuddered, "And…and to my daughter…I want you to kn
The man looked ReGenesis in the eye.
"Humans," he stated, philosophically, "You're poor…"
This is Chester A. Bum saying…CHANGE? YA GOT SOME CHANGE? COME ON, HELP A GUY OUT, WILL YA? COME ON, CHANGE?
"…you're rich…"
The Prosperity Party was headed by Vlad Masters, and ran on a platform of national richness, increased employment…and a healthy dose of election fraud.
"…and you'll all unite against any evil. And you'll triumph!"
"One question," I asked, "Isn't hanging out the side of a car hanging fifty-odd feet in the air a bit dangerous?"
"Don't you know it!" grinned Sandy, "Get ready!"
"Sure, you have some nutters among you…"
"I am good at making a façade," shrugged Lancer, "Let's put this simply; Private…I'm raising a god."
"…but you'll adapt to anything!"
"I'm a…werecat?" she mused.
Sam blinked.
"Awesome!" she cheered, raising her hands in the air.
"You'll stand united against oppression…"
Before long, Spongebob, Patrick and Sandy had joined in. The soldiers became confused, anxious and irritated as the frenzy of rock throwing spread through the crowd. Before too long, even Wanda had joined in.
"…no matter how idiotic you can be!"
"Long story short, the Ashanti rebelled, a war broke out, and three thousand people died."
The Critic paused.
"This happened over a f**king stool!"
The man beamed, somewhat proudly.
"You're heroes!"
It's all normal, all well and good,
But they know something rather crazy,
That this town's protected from all evil,
By its own hero…Mecha-Sandy.
"You're artists!"
I counted sixteen instances of sexualisation and one blockage. There are twenty-four results on the page.
"You survive everything!"
Machine gun rounds ripped through the squad of troops, tearing them apart. Danny cringed and yelped as several rounds hit him in the torso, sending him sliding back into the dirt.
The man stopped grinning, now giving ReGenesis a pleading look.
"So please," he begged, "No matter what you've seen…"
This is…I'm gonna need a lot of soufflé to block out this.
"…no matter what they've done…"
Membrane stands over a tank, waiting for it to open. He has a crazed look, his eyes heavy and bagged. Around him, exhausted scientists and security guards watch, waiting.
"…you're still human."
Squidward held on for dear life as the Giant Death Wallaby hopped down the road at high speed, Dr. Insano laughing manically as he steered.
"Don't destroy your world…"
"Residents of the Dakotas, Iowa, Missouri, Arkansas and Minnesota are now on high alert, with likely infestation within the next few hours…"
"…save it."
An eldritch abomination is just like any other monster – only much bigger. They can also break your mind, your property and your planet.
The man stopped talking.
ReGenesis – Dib fell to his knees.
"What have I done?" he gasped, horrified.
"You kinda destroyed the world," replied Zim, unhelpfully.
The man walked up to Dib, and put his hand on his shoulder.
"You can still fix it, Dib," he reassured, "Do what humans do best."
He gave a huge smile.
"Be magnificent."
Dib looked up, and save a serious nod. He held up his hands, and bellowed out.
"LET THERE BE LIGHT!"
And there was light.
Sandy opened her eyes.
She was lying in the snow, next to the cliff. Didn't she fall off that cliff?
She sat up and looked around. The area around her was lush and alive with plant life again. Linkara, Dr. Insano, Jazz and Zim were looking around, confused…
…and Dib lay on the ground, unmoving.
"Well, he restored the Earth," shrugged Zim, "Big deal."
He picked up a stick, and poked Dib.
"Wake up, you stupid worm baby, I want to fight you!" he snapped.
Dib didn't move.
"Dib," growled Zim, "Get up."
Dib still didn't move. Zim poked him even harder, getting angrier and angrier.
"Come on, you big-headed fool," he demanded, "Get up! Get up or I'll doom you!"
Sandy looked at her feet as Zim kept poking.
"Dib, you idiot, get up! Come on, get up! GET UP!"
From a short way down the trail back to the villa, the Doctor looked back for a few seconds. He shook his head sadly, and continued to walk.
Not everybody lived.
The End.
I turned on my chair, looking towards the camera.
"Well, gee, that was sad," I shrugged.
I shook my head.
"Well guys," I shrugged, "It's over. It got a bit long-winded towards the end there, but meh. Dues Ex Time Lord, can't say I've ever seen it done."
"Anyway," I grinned, "I'd like to thank you all for reading this. I could not have done it without your support and your generous reviews. They really make me feel better."
I rubbed my chin.
"I could just thank you and be done with it," I mused, "But that wouldn't be good enough. Instead, I feel it's time for a musical number. Hit it lads!"
The camera panned to Spongebob, Zim, Danny and Timmy on various musical instruments, and they started to play. I grinned, and picked up a microphone.
ME: Proposition, Ritual,
DANNY: Robot, Situational,
SPONGEBOB: Wagon Trail, Dark Side,
EMBER: Scammers in Scammicide.
AJ: London Reaper, Riffing,
SANDY: Indoctrination, Padding,
LINKARA: Super school, Ember's rule,
MONTGOMERY: Monty's got some Legendaries!
ALL (yes, that includes you): We didn't start October,
It's some science glee,
And we don't have degrees,
We didn't start October,
But one thing can be told,
Because it's all E3's fault.
DANI: Pick-me-up, World War Three,
CARTOONIAC: Bum Reviews, History,
ZIM: Really Big Irken Guns,
VICKY: Port Arthur Convict Gods,
INSANO: Insano's banned from a bus,
SAM: Trouble in the Gold Rush,
NOSTALGIA CRITIC: Stupid people, Mecha-Sandy,
TIMMY: DeviantArt Crapography,
MOVIE-BRAT: Immortals, crappy stuff,
ZIM'SMOSTLOYALSERVANT: ReGenesis and Aussie Pubs,
SPOONY: Universes, Public Service,
DIB: END OF THE WORLD!
ALL: We didn't start October,
It's some science glee,
And we don't have degrees,
We didn't start October,
But one thing can be told,
Because it's all E3's fault.
We didn't start October,
It's some science glee,
And we don't have degrees,
We didn't start October,
But one thing can be told,
Because it's all E3's fault.
"In all seriousness," I grinned, "Thanks, thanks to all of you! Now one more verse!"
ALL: We didn't start October,
It's some science glee,
And we don't have degrees,
We didn't start October,
But one thing can be told,
Because it's all E3's fault!
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