The obligatory plot-exposition chapter! Not long, but very informational.

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A Society's Tale.

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"What do you mean, we have no idea?" Tash demanded, stepping forward.

Retsa frowned. "Exactly what I said; you have no idea."

"A little more specific perhaps?" Harriet this time, stepping forward and waving her cricket bat menacingly.

"Hmm…." Retsa smiled. "How's this; As soon as I die, my life-force will be converted into it's original state of Suergy, which will be drawn into that ship up there, or as you wished me to be more specific, into a large container inside the ship. After the ship itself is absorbed, the container will become a powerful bomb. When said bomb goes off, it will instantly purify every fandom and sub-fandom universe in existence, by which I mean completely erase all life within such in a horrifically detailed manner."

Michael blinked.

"Okay…that's a little too specific."

"Question."

Everyone turned. At the back of the Society, Tyler was raising a hand. He had actually been doing so since the second after the Ubers had vanished, but nobody had noticed him, as they had been facing Retsa, who couldn't see him from her current position of slumped against a convenient rock.

Retsa raised an eyebrow. "Yes?"

"Seeing as we've been dealing with you guys for 10 of my author's fics, and additional fics from other authors over time, can you shut up about your evil plan for a moment and explain about how you came into existence, seeing as you're the last surviving PCMSPS member, and as such, when you die, the knowledge is going to be completely lost, and everyone will have to wonder what the hell caused you guys, along with how this fic relates to anything previous?"

Total silence. Retsa smiled.

"You want to know how I came to exist….and that other stuff? Very well then…."

OBLIGATORY PLOT-EXPO FLASHBAAAAACK…..GO!

"Heh…." A soft chuckle from Saito drew everyone's attention to the man, where he was leaning against a wall. "You're all worrying unnecessarily. If your claims to be the Librarian's friends is true, then you know exactly what his reaction will be…" He slipped a cigarette into his mouth and struck a match before lighting it.

FLASHBAAAAAAAACK…..END!

"The secondhand smoke drifted through the Library for a while, and began absorbing trace amounts of Suergy from the environment. Eventually, it gained limited sentience, and escaped into the Twilight fandom. When Willowe was imprisoned there, the massive amounts of Suergy released by her Prohibition combined with the natural Suergy of Twilight and the secondhand Sue smoke that happened to be nearby."

"This sounds oddly familiar…." Ben mumbled.

"Anyway... the force of the explosion formed me. However, there was still a great deal of spare Suergy condensed into a single form. As a negative copy of Aster, I was intelligent enough to build my own Plothole Generator….and spaceship…..out of tin cans.

"Hey!"

"Quiet. I quickly escaped to this fandom, a story that, though planned, was never written, hence the rather uninteresting surroundings." Retsa gestured toward the infinite desert.

"After only a short while, some of the Suergy inside me escaped, forming Relyt and Ekard. Both, like myself, were perfect opposites to their Society counterparts."

"Question."

"What now?"

"Why create the Ubers?"

"I'm getting to that! Anyway, as more and more Protection Society Agents were formed, we realized that, although we were many, you were…..uh…..more-many."

"That's not a word."

"Shut up! We decided that we needed a weapon, a way to end this war in our favor. By coincidence-,"

"Proving that my author fails at creating good Xanatos Gambits…"

"What?"

"Never mind."

"STOP INTERRUPTING! This was at the same time that Faya began her plan to take over using the Ubers. When Shade killed Faya, we took our opportunity, convincing the Ubers to side with us. We quickly worked out how to create them faster, although it did come at the cost of some reduction in their fighting skills."

"You mean making them total cannon fodder," Drake interrupted.

"Whatever. Kidnapping Tyler was merely an attempt to test our newly created Ubers on the field of battle, along with a new gadget we called the Negatizer Magnet. After that, we began Operation Final Perfection. Several Agents were sent into fandoms, with the goal of finding Sues and bringing them in to absorb their essence. After we had finished, we allowed a massive Suergy signature to escape through the ship's dampers, alerting you to our presence, and you came. And then…." Retsa gestured again, although this time less expansively.

Aster stepped forward. "So….what now?"

Retsa smiled and pointed upwards. As the Society raised their heads to stare into the skies, they beheld the PCMSPS ship. Only…..it was different. Maybe it was that the edges were slowly pulling towards the center. Maybe it was the brilliant golden light shining from inside it. Or maybe it was the thunderous mechanical voice announcing, "FIVE MINUTES LEFT." After only a few seconds, the ship, like everything else, had dissolved into golden light, revealing a large football-shaped capsule, that, like everything else of the PCMSPS seemed to, glowed with a golden light. It descended to the ground, embedding itself in the sand. Retsa grinned.

"You heard the voice. Five minutes left."

Tash took another step toward the PCMSPS leader. "What makes you think you'll succeed? We're going to stop you!"

Retsa smiled, and then did something that nobody expected. She placed her staff against the ground, using it like a cane, and stood up.

"Wrong. I'm going to stop you." She raised her staff.

"Haven't you ever wondered about my counter to Aster's soul power is?"

"Nope."

"Not really."

"Nah."

"No."

"Well, I'm going to tell you. I have control over the powers of life and energy. I've only used them once before, to produce the Ubers. However, if I can give life….I can take it away as well. Now….I'm going to destroy you all." She twirled her staff, preparing to annihilate the Society…

"No."

"Hm?"

Aster had advanced on Retsa, staff raised, pointing at the last PCMSPS Agent. "You aren't going to hurt anyone."

Retsa sneered. "And how you you propose to stop me?"

"Like this."

Before anyone could do anything, Retsa was lifted into the air. Around her feet, sand began to swirl. As the Society watched, the sand whirled up, hiding Retsa in a veil of grit and dirt. The miniature sandstorm spun faster and faster, and began to close in. Retsa's screams of agony were drowned out by the rushing wind and the noise of sand tearing through her skin, muscle and bones, shredding her to pieces. By this point, most of the Society had turned away, not wishing to watch Retsa be torn apart. Aster, however, remained completely focused on the execution. Several long seconds later, the sandstorm died down, and what bits of Retsa were left dissolved into the customary golden dust, and was absorbed into the capsule. Once again the voice spoke.

"THREE MINUTES LEFT."

Tash raised Nepthys in the air. "What are we waiting for? We've got a multiverse to save."

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Up next; The Final Finale ™.

As per, what Shakespeare play is the title of this chapter based off?