ATTENTION. THE BULKHEAD IS PREPARING TO OPEN. PLEASE USE CAUTION WHEN EXITING.
"Now, listen up! Right outside these pair of teeth lies a city that needs to be conquered! Your Lord will be proud of you if you succeed. Please don't disappoint him!" Commander Peepers stated. "Now, go!"
The set of teeth to the skull ship opened and out came hundreds of Watchdogs. The tongue lowered them down to a forested area which was burning in the background.
"HATE'S GREAT. BEST VILLAIN."
The soldiers held their guns in their hands and repeated this eerie chant. Rows and rows of boots hit the ground below them as they marched into the unknown territory.
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Sylvia let out a long sigh, her eyebrows narrowing down showing how frustrated she was. So many people in one place really irritated the Zbornak. Wander, who was still perched on the saddle, was looking around for any nearby shops.
"I don't see any shops that would sell Orbbal Juice." Wander uttered in a little bit of disappointment.
"Hey, I have an idea. Why don't we split up and maybe we can find a shop faster?" Sylvia spoke up. Wander smiled and patted her head, letting her know that was a great idea.
"Good idea! Here!" Wander reached up inside his green hat and pulled two can phones out. "In case if one of us finds some, we can call and let the other one know!"
Sylvia smiled and took the can from her best friend. "I'll let you know if I find any, alright?"
"Alright, same here!" Wander said while walking away. The star nomad rubbed his chin and looked around for several minutes. He began to smell something burning and he looked at the forested mountains in the background, ablaze. Helicopters zoomed overhead and were headed into that direction.
"Oh no.." Wander gasped. "I hope everyone is outta there..."
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Lord Hater smiled devilishly as the fires grew and turned the trees to black ash. His wave of destruction was now starting and there was plenty more on it's way. Soldiers continued to pour out of his ship and chant. Trees were blasted with their laser guns, some of them fell down to the ground and rolled down the hill.
"Sir, your army of doom is on it's way to the city. We shall invade and take over in no time!" Commander Peepers reported.
"Aahhh yes. Good!" Lord Hater rubbed his yellow gloves together. The fires reflected inside his relishing green eyes. Hater began laughing maniacally while his first in command just stood there, staring at him as if he were crazy - oh wait.
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Wander roamed the sidewalks, passing by people; trying not to get in the way. He cautiously shifted to his left or his right at times so he wouldn't bump into anyone.
"Excuse me. Sorry. Pardon me!"
The orange spoon walked on by a television store that displayed many televisions in the window. There were plenty more inside. Wander paused and watched the TVs. Even though the audio was hardly coherent, it didn't stop Wander's attention on what the spokesperson was saying during a commercial. The screens displayed a new fruit snack that was hitting the market. Multiple colors flashed on the screen, followed by vibrating pictures of fruit. Citizens who were trying samples ate them and smiled while enjoy the new edible snack.
Soon after that little scene, the broadcasting system alarmed and popped up on each television in the window. Words ran across the screens and the annoying beeping noise continued to ring inside the store. Wander has never seen something like this before. The channel suddenly flickered and began to show what seemed to be Watchdogs marching into the outer parts of the city. People were flooding the streets, screaming and carrying their young. Wander continued to look on. Houses in the background were set ablaze by the evil army. The camera began to shake violently as the camera man fell down to the ground, being marched on by red boots.
The nomad looked up at the darkening sky. Wind was blowing the smoke from the burning forest and home, pushing it closer to the downtown area. Sirens were heard as ambulances, police cars, and firetrucks made their way to the troubling scene.
Army boots echoed off of the pavement and got closer to Wander. He began to panic and rushed into an alleyway behind the TV store. A dumpster was the closest thing Wander could hide in. His blue shoes kicked against the green dumpster, trying to get inside the filthy and smelly place. Cardboard boxes and black trash bags surrounded him and flies swarmed on the inside. Outside the dumpster doors were Watchdogs who were marching down the alleyway, causing havoc. Some of the soldiers filled the streets, firing their guns at citizens who decided to flee. Some people stayed and were on their knees, with their hands behind their heads.
Wander remained silent, holding the tin can phone that could be the most important thing to him as of now. But the thought of messaging his best friend would be risky. The phone would ring and blow his cover.
"This is just like my dream. This is just like my dream!" Wander repeated to himself in his mind. He began to rock back and forth, worrying of what might happen to him and especially Sylvia; as well as the thousands of people in this city. Anxiety began to take over his little mind and caused him to think terrible things while he was trying to develop a plan on getting the heck out this situation.
"Now, where in the world is it?!" Sylvia huffed impatiently. Her hands slammed down another product on the shelf. She sighed. "At this rate, I'm never going to find any."
Sylvia pulled out the phone and began to call Wander. It began to ring.
"We'll see if Wander has any luck in finding any. If he hasn't, well then, I don't know. We'll figure something out."
Ring Ring Ring.
The sudden sound alarmed the nomad causing him to jump. The sound bounced off the metal walls and went through each hole, alerting the many soldiers who were passing by. Their pupils turned to face the foul-smelling dumpster. Wander remained quiet but the phone continued to ring, gritting his teeth with fear.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
One of the dumpster's side doors came flying open. A Watchdog looked inside and spotted the orange fuzzy creature.
"FREEZE!"
Wander smiled and laughed nervously, "Now, now, don't do anything you would regret!"
The eyeball squinted. A soldier on the outside muttered a question. The soldier pointing the laser gun to Wander turned and answered his question. Wander took this advantage to distract him for a couple of seconds by throwing a black trash bag filled with slimy trash at him, smacking the soldier point blank. The soldier fell down to the ground, rubbing his eye. A couple of soldiers came to his aide, helping him up. They looked inside the dumpster to only find the piles of trash and a tin-can telephone that uttered "Hello?"
Sylvia heard faint talking in the background, but couldn't make any sense of it.
Outside the store, army boots were heard. The sounds of chanting were heard by the Zbornak.
"Watchdogs." Sylvia angrily muttered.