A/N: I'm not dead! OMG! Stuff just had to be done first… like graduation so.. anyway this is about eleven years later. So Tim and his friends from DImmsdale are about 26-27 and Lawrence, Mario and Yuki are 28-30 with Lawrence being the oldest. Dwight and Molly are about 26-27 also. Also because they are older, there will be more adult themes (which is why it is rated 'T.' Not super adult but just a warning.) And please Read and Review

Years have passed... How many? He didn't know. However, he did know that life had drastically changed since that fateful day years ago. The day he stopped keeping track of time in numbers and started keeping track of how many uprisings there were a day.

Crocker pounded in fist on the window railing. "Damn that boy! He is always a thorn in my side, even in this life!" He wanted to kill Turner; rip his head off and then drink the blood. The only problem was that he didn't know where the boy was. Timothy Turner was a common enough name for a less than common person. Even with the newer laws of security enacted, it would be hell looking for the kid. "He isn't even a 'kid' anymore. He is a man now... How long has it been? ten years? Eleven?" Crocker sighed and slouched back into the darkness of his chamber, away from the window. "Whatever... Victoria!"

The not-so-young dictator entered. "Yes, Cocker?"

Crocker looked at her. She hadn't let herself go, but the stress of when Dimmsdale had been revealed had set in; Victoria had nearly lost her sanity. She became sadistic and even more unstable than even Crocker had expected. Not that he was complaining, however. "Send a raid team through the cities. Try again to fish out Turner."

Victoria squinted at him, "Really? What good will that do? Hmm?"

Crocker was taken aback by her unusual response.

"We won't accomplish anything like that!" She plopped down on the floor like a child. "It's useless."

Crocker sighed and then snapped his fingers. "Maybe that is what you believe." Two guards ushered in a forlorn-looking man "This man was one of the resistors!" He pointed at the poor man. "We are making progress!"

Victoria looked at the man before her. Something told her that this man was never a part of the resistance. Hell! The man didn't even look like he had a clue what was going on. But she pushed the thoughts from her mind. No, he has to be a part of them. HE is an outsider, can't be trusted. "Kill him."

The two guards looked at each other.

Victoria leapt up and grabbed hold of the prisoner's ragged shirt. "Never mind your failures, I will do it!" She drew out a knife and stabbed through the man's neck.

He gurgled shortly then collapsed, the knife still in his throat. Victoria stood over the fallen man like a wild dog looks upon its prey, her breaths came in hot, short spurts. "Clean this dead fool up."

Crocker looked at his adoptive daughter with a certain fear. She was going nuts.


"Honey! I'm home!" A young man in his mid twenties closed the door to his Spartan apartment.

"Daddy!" Two children, around ten, ran out of their bedroom and attacked their father with hugs and kisses.

"Aww ha ha, hey, kids!" The father fell back into a chair, his grey-blue eyes laughing.

His wife came out from the kitchen nook with a worried look on her face. It quickly melted into a reassured look and the gave a half sigh, half laugh. "Kids, get off of your Father. He has had a long day." She gently pulled one child from her husband. "Besides, I haven't gotten to say 'hello' yet." As soon as both kids were off, she pulled her man in close and laid a short but passionate kiss.

"Ewww!" One of the kids, a boy, exclaimed.

"Hey, Tommy. One day you will meet the girl of your dreams and be laying smooches on her preety face."

The other child, a girl, giggled.

Embarrassed, Tommy blushed furiously and turned to his sister, "Shut up, Tammy!"

"Tommy…" His mother warned her child.

"But, Mom, she is laughing at me!"

Tammy laughed more then ran into the bedroom.

"Come back, you!" Tommy ran after his twin sister and soon their parents were alone in the main room.

The husband set his briefcase on the desk. "This is it."

"Oh, Timmy, should you really be doing this?"

Tim sighed and looked in the full length mirror. He and Trixie had it lucky along with many of their friends from the resistance. Because he had helped Tootie, she had helped set them up with rooms all over the country that were 'broken.' Rooms that had nearly no surveillance. "Look at me, Trixie. I think it is for the best that I do this."

From the briefcase he removed a thick cloth Dark Soldier uniform. "I know it might seem like it is against all we have fought for, but I feel this could be the once chance to end it all and right things." He put the uniform on.

Of course, he wouldn't be the first in the Resistance to be an undercover Dark Soldier. There were tales of a legendary spy in the Vickstralia branch by the name Mario, Tim hoped to meet him one day and ask "What possessed you to stay undercover so freakin' long?'

However, Tim would be the first undercover Resistance member to be more than a Dark Soldier: he was going to be a Genome Warrior. His training had unlocked his warrior genome to the fullest extent and he finally had his heat vision under full control.

Trixie wrapped her arms around Tim's body sadly. "What about the children?"

Tim bit his lip.

He and Trixie had gotten married at twenty-one years of age, but didn't have kids the conventional way. That would mean two things if they had: A. Trixie would be out of operation for her pregnancy and B. She and Tim would have had to have screwed at age nineteen. That would have been a complete killjoy of many things for them, namely kicking evil's ass. They opted to adopt and not go through the rigors of childbirth.

When they went to the adoption agency, they didn't even have to lie. It was common for people to adopt so that they would have more time to work for the 'benevolent ruler.' Tim and Trixie chose to adopt a set of twins. Of course it was more work than one kid, but these to, Tommy and Tammy, reminded them so much of what they were fighting for.

"This is all for them." Tim sighed. "It's all for them."


Mario looked beside him; Yuki was asleep still. Oh he loved that innocent face of hers, even the cute scar that ran down the let side of her forehead where she had been slashed by a knife in her days as a Dark Soldier for Victoria.

Mario quietly stood from the bed and began to look for his shirt. It wasn't easy to find it, after all it was more than just his clothing on the ground. Finally he found it, hidden beneath a plasma cannon and Yuki's skirt. Woah, Yuki's shirt? He looked back at the bed, That was some night. The twenty-nine year old pulled his shirt on then opened the door and stepped out. It was time to find some breakfast.

Yuki awoke with a start, mainly because her hands had reached out and grasped nothing. "Mario?" She sat up in bed and a chill went across her naked body. This wouldn't be the first time her boyfriend would have left her alone in a bed, but she trusted him and knew from previous experiences that her was getting food. It's sometimes the only thing that gets him out of bed, either that or a new weapon design. She laughed to herself as she got out from the bed.

"I've come so far from where I've started…" She had come to the Resistance base as an injured. Apparently Mario had told his friends about her but thought she was dead. She was glad that he had told the story or else she would have been dead as soon as they had recognized the worn-out Dark Soldier suit she had on.

-flashback-

The rocks were coming down around her and the only thing she could think of was Mario's safety. Was he okay? Was he okay? Was he okay? She screamed as a rock crushed her life support unit. The air being supplied to her would soon run out. She had to find a way to escape the death trap.

At the last second she saw an opening in the ground. Not knowing where it would end, she jumped in. The slide down would have been fun if her life wasn't dangerous. Finally it emptied out to an underground cave. "Oh my Fate…" The underground cave was beautiful: there was a large pool in the center with an island made of pure crystal sticking straight up into the air. There was light in the cave, but from where it came, she didn't know.

In desperation, Yuki ripped her helmet off and collapsed by the water. She removed a probe from her gauntlet and stuck it in the water. The health rate was off the charts. She looked at the multi-colored crystal island jutting out from the water. "Mineral water." Then she started to guzzle the mineral water down. If she ever got out, she would remember this place as a place of refuge.

-flashback ends-

Mario returned with breakfast just as Yuki finished making the bed. "You aren't gonna put on anything?" He smirked at his love.

"Why? Embarrassed?" She smiled seductively as she popped a strawberry in her mouth.

Mario laughed as he ate a fruit, too. "I swear on my mother's grave, as soon as a minister is found on this large island, we are getting married."

Yuki laughed knowing full well that finding a minister to marry them was a nearly impossible task. As soon as Dimmsdale and Tim's memories were revealed to the world, the 'benevolent leader' snapped. One of her many outlandish laws was making marriage illegal. But not just marriage; any allegiance to anyone except for Victoria was illegal. 'Everyone belonged to everyone else and everyone belonged to Victoria' that was the rule of law. Everyone worked for Victoria and if any one liked someone enough, they could just have them, as long as the other person was willing. No loyalty to anyone else except for the leader.

"Hey, don't laugh, silly girl!" Mario kissed her forehead lightly. "And get dressed; Lawrence has a new mission for us."

"Alright, alright. Geez, you just can't wait for me to cover up, huh?" She teased.

Mario just winked.


Thirty minutes later, the two entered the main room of the Vicktralia Resistance branch bunker. It was the securest location on the island.

"What's up, Law-man?" Mario asked as he plopped down on the large semi-circular sofa.

Instead of smiling, Lawrence sucked his teeth. "Your former brother in arms has killed off a reconnaissance party. Think he might even have prisoners."

"Shit." Mario bolted up. He hadn't heard from 78 in a very long time. "That was Dwight's group right?"

Lawrence nodded. "I don't know who is dead and who is alive, that is going to be your job." He threw Yuki a digital tracker. "In there is the location of where the party was attacked. Get out there and find out what you can."

"Once question." Yuki spoke up, "How do you know it was 78?"

Lawrence flicked a couple switches. On the overhanging screen was the feed from a camera. "This feed was sent to us just after the attack was reported."

There was a helmeted figure. No features on the helmet except for a messily painted on '78' I bright white letters. He looked into the camera. "I'm coming for you, Mario."


"What have we got?" Tim entered Chester and Chloe's apartment.

Chloe spoke first. "There seems to be a problem with A. J.'s communicator."

"Problem?" Tim asked.

"He's been captured."

"No…" Tim turned from his friends and looked out the window on the city of Dimmsdale. "How could he be captured? No one goes to that side of the city anymore."

"Except for bounty hunters. Some merc has our bald friend and is going to turn him over to Vicotria for a handsome amount… That is after he tries to drain information from A. J.'s head."

Trixie looked over the cityscape: somewhere out there A. J. was going through what she had gone through ten years earlier, maybe even worse. "We have to get him."

"I concur." Tim spoke up, but Chester stopped him. "I think Kristen should go this mission, okay?"

Tim exploded, "What? He's my best friend! How could you do this?"

Chester tried to restrain his friend's frustration. "These are orders from the top, dude!" He pushed Tim back into a couch. "There is nothing we can do about it."

Tim sucked his teeth. He couldn't disobey Shade's orders, but A. J. was his friend. "Fine, I'll roll with this punch this time, besides I know that I have a more pressing mission. But, and I know you are listening Shade, don'e expect me to put my friends on hold to keep this mission safe, every time."

"I believe it." Shade replied from a phone that was off the hook.

Tim stormed out of the room and back to his apartment. He had to work that night anyway.


"I can't believe this." Dwight was in trouble. But 78 was like a brother to him. If he tried to save Dwight, he'd no doubt have to kill 78.. But he wanted to save 78, too. Mario hung his head. "Molly," he asked. "What would you do?"

But Molly wasn't there.

A/N: Short chapter, but I want you go get used to the new timezone. I tried to give each side a cliffhanger! O.o So let's do a recap

1. Victoria is nutzoid

2. Crocker is getting scared

3. Tim and Trixie are married illegally by one of the few ministers left alive

4. Mario and Yuki have reunited (though tension will be there soon to come)

5. How did 78 realize Mario was still alive O.o dun dun dun dun

6. Where is Molly? =O