(Here it is everyone. Part 1 of the finale of Act 1. After the next chapter, things will be completely different. New characters, new storyline, same villainous plot and villains. Let's go!)


A pawn shop named Volker's was relatively empty during the morning of this day, having only two customers since it opened that morning. Today was a quiet day as well which also helped with the slow business. Volker's would soon get another customer when a familiar, short stature man in a lab coat with a dinosaur head casually walked down the sidewalk before entering the store. The first thing Dr. Z did once he entered the store was examine his surroundings, spotting various items ranging from junk to expensive valuables. He also spotted what appeared to be a golden grenade launcher on the wall next to a golden frying pan.

Immediately to his left was a stuffed bear statue, currently in a roaring position though this didn't scare nor startle the mad doctor anyway. Instead, he poked it with his hand before approaching the counter where the owner of the store was shown reading a magazine by the cashier. It wasn't until he noticed Dr. Z's bizarre head that caught his interest, having a difficult time looking away from him.

"Uh-"

"Don't ask." Dr. Z immediately stops, knowing what the owner was about to say. "I'm looking for something."

The owner said nothing before snapping himself out of the bewildered daze. "Yeah. What're you looking for?" he asks.

Dr. Z suddenly reached inside his lab coat and pulled out a list of items. "I need these items for a project of mine." he replies, sliding the list across the counter.

The owner took the list and silently read the list before looking back up at the mutant doctor. "I only have some of these items." he replies back to the old man.

"Sure. That's fine. I can buy the other items off the internet." Dr. Z replies as he leans on the counter.

"It's obviously your first time here." the owner tells him. "How bout this? I have some home movies that I've been meaning to sell for a fast buck. Interested?"

"Is it your kid's birthday party because I already have one of my kid's 12th birthday party and it didn't end so well." Dr. Z dryly replies.

"Nononono." the owner chuckled. "They're 'special' movies. I'm talking some amateur shit. Doggystyle. Missionary. Mating press."

"You mean porn?" Dr. Z asks with a raised eyebrow and an unamused look.

"Best porn in town." the owner adds.

"Yeah, I'll pass." Dr. Z dryly replies as he turns around, facing away from the cashier. "Just get me my items and I'll be out of here."

The owner shrugged in response. "Alright." he says before heading into the back room.

As the owner went into the back room to gather the items on the list, Dr. Z opted to just look around the store, spying various items from unknown origins. The crazed doctor suddenly began to pick his fangs, pulling out a chunk of raw meat with fur on it, having caught a raccoon for breakfast that morning. Ever since he turned his head into a dinosaur head, he found himself having prehistoric, hunting instincts and has chosen to hunt and eat various animals. Ranging from raccoons, rats, and even deer at times. He has become a full carnivore and has fully adapted to his predatory instincts, though he still retains some humanity in him. He suddenly spotted what appeared to be a single flash bang on one of the shelves, prompting him to pick it up and wonder what exactly it was doing in some random pawn shop.

After a few minutes of waiting, the owner came out from the back with a box full of items, which all appeared to be various parts of machinery. "Here's the stuff you wanted," he replies. "Like I said, I didn't have all of them so this is all I could find. I hope that's alright."

Dr. Z placed the flashbang in his pocket out of habit before suddenly pulling out a wad of cash and tossed it on the counter before taking the box full of items, wanting nothing more than to just leave and head back to his lab. "Keep the change," he tells the owner.

The owner glanced back down at the wad of cash before looking back at Dr. Z, whom was currently heading towards the exit. "You know," he says in a sly tone. "you did overpay. How about this? I throw in some of the home videos for free to cover the change."

"I already said no, buddy." Dr. Z once again denies as he continues to head to the exit.

"Aw, come on!" the owner whines. "I got some good ones here! Asian. Latina. Black. Interracial. Maybe you like oldie but goodies. You look old yourself so it might work out."

"Fat chance." Dr. Z once again declines the offer.

"Aaaaaah, I see. You like them young. I got some young ones in here. I have one where she's 13!"

Dr. Z suddenly stopped in his tracks after hearing this comment. This owner had homemade porn of a 13 year old. The crazed doctor stood there in silence before carefully setting his box full of items on a nearby table. Without saying a single word, the mutant doctor suddenly reached for the door handle and locked it before closing all the windows and covering them with the blinds. The owner however took this as a good sign.

"Yeeeeah, now I've got your attention." he says in a triumphant tone. Dr. Z continued to say nothing as he turned around and slowly approached the owner, an emotionless expression on his snout. Not when Bartholomew was fighting to come out at this point. "We can negotiate the price depending on how many you wanna buy. You want five or the whole volume?"

Dr. Z suddenly took off his lab coat and gently placed it on a nearby coat rack as he continued to glare daggers at the owner. Staring dead into his eyes, he cracked his knuckles before blinking his eyes. When he did, his eyes went from human-like to reptilian-like, allowing Bartholomew to take full control of his body as he began to lick his lips. Obviously, once the owner saw this, he began to get worried.

"Why are you looking at me that way?" he asks the mutant. Bartholomew said nothing, instead pushing aside a statue that was in his way, knocking it over as it broke into pieces. The mutant doctor suddenly jumped on top of the counter as he began to loudly growl at the owner, drool escaping from his mouth as it dripped onto said counter. "He- Hey. I- I was just offering. I don't mean any harm."

But Bartholomew didn't listen. He continued to growl down at the owner as he started to show his razor sharp fangs. Now the owner was beginning to get scared as he began to back up into the backroom.

"L- Look man. I was just trying to make a fast buck." the owner pleads as he backs up into a stack of boxes.

When he did, he knocked not only the boxes down but himself. Now on his back, he started to crawl backwards as Bartholomew hopped off the counter. The mutant dinosaur continued to loudly growl as he continued to slowly approach the scared owner who had now backed himself into a corner, having nowhere to go.

"Wa- Wait! Wait! I was just- I was just trying to sell some videos!"

Bartholomew suddenly roared out loud, scaring the owner so much he started to wet his pants.

*ROOOOOOAAAAAAAAR!*

"Please, man! Wait! Wait, hold on! No! NOOOOOOOO-"

*ROOOOOAAAAAAR*

At that moment, the sounds of flesh being teared and ripped were heard followed by the sound of bones snapping, all while the owner screamed bloody murder as he was devoured alive in the backroom of the closed pawn shop.

"NOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGH! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! NOOOOOOOO-"

*ROOOOOOAAAAAAAR!*


*Who Are You by The Who starts playing...*

*brief instrumental*

MAX TAYLOR

Whoooooooo are you?

ZOE DRAKE

Who, who, who who?

REX OWEN

Whoooooooo are you?

REESE

Who, who, who, who?

URSULA, ZANDER, ED

I really wanna know! (Whoooooooo are you?)

DR. Z

Oooooooh!

ROD AND LAURA

AND SOME OTHER PEEPS

Come on! Tell me who are you! You! You! AAAAAAAARE YOOOOOOOU!

Dinosaur King: Prehistoric Peril


GRAND MASTER'S HIDEOUT, UNKNOWN LOCATION

Inside the unknown building where the Grand Master was using to launch his nefarious schemes, many thugs could be seen roaming the place, doing various tasks like moving crates or moving rocks from one location to another. Ever since who knows how long, the Grand Master has tasked his men in finding various rocks all across the world for some unknown reasons, using Él Matacho as his smuggling officer to smuggle the rocks across borders and under radar. Outside, a white box truck approached the wired gate where two guards were shown guarding, one of them walking towards the driver's side as the window was rolled down. The two exchanged talk before the driver entered the base where none other than Nick Roscoe, aka the 'Vegas gangster' as everyone refers to him much to his chagrin, rode in the passenger side.

The box truck entered the base which appeared to be located near a body of water of some sort, a warehouse the hideout may have been. The box truck entered the large open spaced building where both Nick and the driver got out, the latter heading towards a group of thugs while Nick approached Ungaro and Él Matacho, whom were sitting on crates conversing with each other. The two noticed the young man walking towards them, Ungaro hopping off the crate to greet the hoodlum like man while Él Matacho continued to smoke his cigar.

"Have any troubles?" the poacher asks the young man.

Nick shrugged lazily in response. "All was quiet. Just as the Grand Master predicted." Nick replies before sniffing and wiping his nose. "Why does the he want these rocks anyway? Seems like no matter who I ask, no one has the answer."

"And you think I do?" Ungaro rhetorically asks the man with a raised brow.

Nick glanced over to Él Matacho's direction. "What about-"

"Not a clue." the middle aged man interjects as he takes another puff from his cigar.

Once more, Nick sniffed loudly before scratching his nose, something Ungaro noticed immediately. "Are you on coke?" he whispers to him.

Nick once again sniffed loudly. "Maybe." he shrugs off lazily. "It's this new stuff Big Bear made. He's selling it all over the Alphabets. He swears the DEA are gonna bust down his door any second now."

"I thought dealers don't use their product?" Ungaro questions.

"No, cooks don't use their products. Dealers have free game."

Ungaro was silent for a brief moment before asking, "Do you have any?"

"No, I don't have any!" Nick replies in a bewildered tone.

Ungaro raised his hands in defense. "Hey, I was just asking."

"If you wankers are done chit chattin'," says a familiar Australian accent. The three suddenly looked up to see Jericho standing on the catwalk above them. "we've been summoned."


And summoned they were as the four all met in the office of the warehouse hideout they were in where Seth was shown sitting at the office table, currently writing something on a piece of paper. "Glad you could make it, Nick." he greets without even looking at Nick's direction, still writing whatever was on the paper. "We've been trying to contact you for weeks now. You keep avoiding us. Another week and I was just gonna consider you dead on some street."

"Thanks." Nick sarcastically asks as he sniffed loudly some more.

Seth finished whatever he was writing on the piece of paper before setting it aside, finally looking at the group in the eyes. "The Grand Master has summoned us. He wants to talk to us about something important." he tells them.

"Is it about why he keeps having me and my men smuggle old rocks across borders?" Él Matacho asks with a hint of annoyance in his tone. "Because I don't see why we need to smuggle rocks of all things. I'm pretty sure it's not illegal to smuggle rocks."

"It's not about legality, it's about concealment." Seth replies. "Anyways, no that's not it." The blue haired man stood up from his seat and looked his colleagues in the eyes. "Follow me."

With that, Seth walked passed the four whom all glanced at each other in confusion not knowing what was about to happen. The blue haired man opened the office door and led the five men down the stairs, entering the noisy warehouse where many of the thugs were doing their duties. However, unbeknownst to anyone in the entire warehouse, one of Dr. Z's Spy Flies had snuck into the warehouse, passing off as just a regular fly, as it followed the five men down the stairs. As it did, it passed by a group of thugs currently watching TV.

"Spell 'red'."

"Red? L-S-T-E-R."

"Pffff HAAAA! It's funny because it's not even remotely right." cackles one of the men out loud.

Seth opened a door that led to a dark room in the warehouse, letting the four men inside before closing it; he turned on the light to reveal an elevator shaft to which he walked inside before motioning for the four to follow him. "Don't be shy." he tells them.

Once again, the four turned to each other before approaching the elevator. "I don't do good in elevators, man." Nick mumbles as he steps inside.

Once all five men were inside the shaft, Seth pressed a button which caused the elevator gates to close before finally lowering the five men underneath the building. They rode the elevator for a good 10 seconds, passing by layers of concrete and dirt before finally reaching what appeared to be an underground lab of some sort. A lab similar to that of Dr. Z's lab where he used to create move cards. Various tubes of colored liquids and engines roaring were scattered all over the room as multiple tables full of lab equipment filled said room while a single man in a lab coat could be seen at one of the tables. The elevator stopped as the gate opened, Seth being the first one to step foot out of it while the other four were too mesmerized by the large lab underneath their hideout.

"Where did this come from?" Jericho asks the blue haired man.

Said man turned to his colleague. "It was an old underground facility before the Grand Master turned it into an underground lab." he answers.

"And what shit is being concocted in here?" Nick asks, tapping a large tube with a dinosaur embryo floating inside.

"Things that'll help the Grand Master with his grand scheme of course."

"And that is?"

Seth turned to the young man and gave him an emotionless expression in response. "That's classified." he tells him.

"Right. Like everything else." the Vegas man rolls his eyes. "You know, I'm starting to think you don't even know what the Grand Master is planning as well."

"Who said I do?" Seth reveals, surprising the four.

Unbeknownst to any of them, the Spy Fly had flown into the lab via the elevator duct, currently scanning every face it could see. "So you're just blindly following this guy's orders without a care in the world, not knowing what he's planning?" Ungaro could be heard through the Spy Fly's microphone. "Sounds dumb to me."

"Seconded."

"Trust me." Seth ominously says. "When you've seen things the Grand Master has done, you wouldn't want to disobey a single order from him. For your own sake."

"Waaaaaaait a bleedin' minute." Jericho suddenly spoke up. "I thought you said back in Kenya that you were tryin' to create a new world under your domination."

"That is all the Grand Master has told me. How and why is beyond my understanding and believe me," Seth then gave the four a dark look. "I would not be here if I had asked."

The four men all stared blankly at the blue haired man in silence, except for Nick who sniffed once more. Seth turned around and approached the man in the lab coat. "They're here." he tells him.

The man in the lab coat turned to Seth, his face obscured because the rhetorical camera was facing his backside. "Excellent." the lab coat man says. "I'm glad you all joined me here today."

"Who's this egghead?" Jericho asks, pointing to the lab coat man.

"He's helping with the scheme." Seth replies. "He has extensive knowledge on these dinosaur cards and combined my knowledge with his, we were able to create a different kind of dinosaur. You see, each dinosaur has a corresponding element. Fire. Water. Earth. Lightning. Wind. And Grass. What we did was create a new element: Shadow."

"You lost me at 'dinosaur cards'." Nick replies before sniffing loudly again.

Seth squinted his eyes at the man before putting two and two together. "Are you high?" he asks him.

"Pfft. No." Nick replies in a smart ass tone.

"I don't mean marijuana, jackass. Did you snort coke before you came here?"

"There was a little left over. I figured why not." Nick shrugs.

Ungaro suddenly looked behind Nick and grew a surprised look. "He's lying! He's got a bag of coke on him right now!" he points at Nick's behind.

"You fucking snitch!" Nick yells at him.

"Alright. Calm down! Both of you!" Seth yells at the two. "For starters, why the hell did you think it was a good idea to snort coke before coming here and why did you keep a bag on you? You could've been arrested on the way here."

Nick struggled to find a response, instead shrugging his shoulders after a moment of silence. "I dunno." he lazily says.

Seth gave out a loud, tiresome sigh as he rubbed his face in annoyance. "I'm dealing with idiots. I swear." he mumbles before regaining his composure. "As I was saying."

Meanwhile, the Spy Fly had flown above the group and zoomed its camera on the four men, capturing all of their faces while extracting any background information about them.

"We have managed to create a brand new dinosaur element," Seth continues. "and we even created our first prototype: the Atrociraptor. However, because it was the first of its elemental kind we underestimated the primitive and wild nature of the dinosaur. Immediately, it was reckless, untameable, and extremely dangerous. For that, we have forever locked it away in its card. Since then, we have perfected the experiment and have created at least four more cards of the Shadow variant. And before you ask, yes, they have been tamed. If and when you summon them, they will be under your full control."

"Pass." Nick immediately declines.

"Ditto." Ungaro agrees.

"I don't care." Él Matacho quickly adds.

"A dinosaur killed off me men and broke me arm. I'm not too fond on raising one." Jericho adds his piece.

Seth sighed heavily in response as he hung his head down low. "Why did I even bother?" he asks himself before looking back up. "Point is, these new dinosaurs will prove to be essential to the scheme. These new dinosaurs will be unstoppable. Walking titans you might call them."

"And where do we come in since we don't care about this crap?" Ungaro asks, sticking his finger in his ear, scratching it.

"You all have your parts in the grand scheme and I know all of you are constantly questioning why the rocks are important. Believe me, you'll find out eventually." Seth reassures them.

Above them, the Spy Fly had already taken photos of the individual men while also sending their background information to the Backland as they spoke. It also ran facial scans on all of them before taking a photo of all four of them together before flying behind them, running a facial scan on Seth as well. The lab coat man however had his face turned away from the Spy Fly so it was unable to retrieve any information about him at the moment.

"So is that why the Grand Master summoned us?" Ungaro asks aloud. The lab coat man flinched his head at the sound of the name for a brief second before returning back to his work. "To tell us about these 'Shadow Dinosaurs'? Cuz if so, it seems like a waste of our time since we want nothing to do with those things. We don't want to control them or take care of them."

"Yeah, I've got shit to do in Vegas later this week. I got shit to do, like, tomorrow." Nick comments as he sits on top of a lab table.

Seth quickly smacked the back of Nick's head, forcing him off the table as he scowled at him. "I hardly think selling drugs on the corner counts as 'shit to do'." he tells him.

"I do other things than deal drugs, smart ass." Nick retorts as he rubbed the back of his head.

"Anyway," Seth continues on with a hint of annoyance. "the real reason why the Grand Master summoned you four is because you four have been promoted. You will now be Lieutenants of the Grand Master's Grand Army. While Ungaro has, unsuccessfully, captured dinosaurs these past weeks," Ungaro growled in response. "and Él Matacho bringing in our supplies and Nicholas funding our operations with… drug… money."

"It pays the bills." Nick shrugs.

"You live in a motel. I've seen it." Él Matacho retorts as he looked down at the young man.

"With the new Shadow Dinosaurs being created, we have successfully moved onto Phase 2 of the Grand Scheme." Seth continues.

"And what's Phase 2?" Jericho asks, playing with a tube of unknown liquid out of boredom.

Seth grew a dark, yet sinister grin in response. "Rebuilding a new world." he says.

The lab coat man suddenly turned around, though his face was still obscure from the metaphorical camera. "The last Shadow Dinosaur has been completed, Seth." he says.

"Goooood."

The Spy Fly now had a clear view of the lab coat man's face and immediately began a facial scan. After a few seconds of scanning, a green light flashed in the lens, indicating that it had found its primary target. In less than a second, the Spy Fly has sent the newly information to the Backland before flying away. Unfortunately, it has accidentally flown into Él Matacho's face, prompting him to swing his hand to swat away what he thought was a fly.

"Mosca estúpida. (Stupid fly)." he mumbles, successfully swatting the Spy Fly from his face.

The swat was strong enough to completely destroy the Spy Fly as it crashed to the ground with Él Matacho stepping on it afterwards. "When can we finally meet the Grand Master anyway?" Ungaro asks the blue haired man in curiosity.

"You've already met him." Seth ominously says before turning to the lab coat man. "Keep those cards in a secure place so they won't get stolen. If it all goes down… you know what to do."

"Right." the lab coat man agrees.

Seth left the group to go do whatever he was going to do in the lab, leaving only the lab tech and the four men to themselves. "You gonna share that coke?" Ungaro asks Nick, gesturing to his back pocket.

"Ah, fuck it. Why not." Nick replies as he grabs the back of cocaine from his back pocket. "Matacho, you want some?"

"Is it any good? I only deal with Columbian." Él Matacho tells the young man.

"I mean, Big Bear put some laxatives in it. That's what makes it so special in Vegas." Nick replies. He stuck his hand in the back and snorted some of the coke, gaining a large burst of energy shortly afterwards. "WOOO! Aaaaah, that's good. AAAAH! That's good. Shit. Is my nose bleeding? I think it's bleeding. Anyone got a tissue?"

Jericho rolled his eyes in annoyance as he watched his colleague consume the illicit drug. "Stupid, bloody druggo." Jericho mumbles in annoyance.

Down below on his pants cuff, the tracking device that Jackson had planted on him from the Black Eagle raid a few weeks back began beeping, going completely unnoticed by anyone in the room. "Who are you calling 'bloody'? I do have a bloody nose?! Don't I!"

"You're about to have one, wanker."


BLACK EAGLE'S SECOND BASE, SOMEWHERE IN THE MIDWEST

Unbeknownst to Jericho, Black Eagle Security were already tapped into the tracking device that Jackson had planted on the Australian. In a control room-like room, a single soldier could be seen monitoring the wall of monitors which was currently showing security feeds of their new base and just like last time, a sports game was shown on one of the monitors. This time a football game featuring the Eagles vs Giants, yes I looked this up to be as accurate as possible, and just like last time, DeLaney was in charge of monitoring the feeds while simultaneously listening to the conversation Jericho was having. However, unlike last time, DeLaney was actively listening to the conversation instead of watching the sports game.

After taking a minute to listen to the conversation, he started typing on a laptop near him; shortly afterwards, coordinates popped up on the screen followed by a map of an unknown town. Said coordinates followed: 47.258728, -122.465973. DeLaney smiled in triumph as he finally found the headquarters of their new enemy, the Grand Master.

"So," he says in an ominous tone. "that's where you're hiding. Well 'Grand Master', you will soon find out that your biggest mistake was getting in the way of Black Eagle. What you did to us, we'll do to you 10x fold. Prepare yourself Grand Master because we're coming after you."

"DeSean Jackson GETS A BLOCK! ARE YOU KIDDING?! DESEAN JACKSON… still not in and now in for the touchdown! No flags! Un-believable! No time left! Eagles win!"

DeLaney suddenly turned to the screen to just witness the final touchdown of the game. "WOOOOO! YEAH! THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT JACKSON! YOU THE MAN!" DeLaney cheers as he knocks over his seat.

At that moment, Jackson, the Black Eagle guard, suddenly popped his head into the room after hearing his name. "What happened?" he asks his colleague.

DeLaney however was too busy celebrating the Eagles' victory to even notice his colleague's presence.


Dr. Z trudged through the forest that surrounded Sanjo City which had a name but it had yet to have been revealed so I'll just name drop it right now. The forest surrounding Sanjo City was named Morningwood Forest. Anyway, Dr. Z trudged through the forest carrying a bag of the recently bought items he had procured at the pawn shop. His snout was also coated in blood due to ferociously mauling the shop owner the past hour although he didn't even care at this point. He did however lick some of the blood on his snout and consumed it, the Calamosaurus side of him showing itself in that moment.

The mad scientist approached the crashed Backland where the same homeless man could be seen sitting beside it, having a depressed expression on his face. "Hello, doctor." the homeless man greets with a sudden smile and a happy wave.

"Afternoon, Bernard." Dr. Z greets back as he heads inside the Backland.

Inside the Backland, Reese was currently helping Dr. Ancient with whatever project they were doing along with Ed whom also had some expertise in engineering as well. "Pass me the screwdriver, Zander." Reese says as the tall, lanky man gives her said tool.

The automatic doors opened as Dr. Z dragged in the nap sack full of bought items into the room. "Phew!" he sighs in relief. "Good thing I'm 25% dinosaur otherwise that would've killed my back. I am slowly taking control. Oh, shut up!"

"Greetings, Dr. Z." Reese greets the scientist.

"Yeah, morning. Sure." Dr. Z shrugs her off as he drags the nap sack across the room. "Don't help me. I'm just fine over here… No, really. Don't help me. I honestly have this. Just continue with what you're doing. Don't let me distract you."

"What do you have, doctor?" Zander asks his adopted father in curiosity.

"More importantly, why is your snout covered in blood?" Reese asks in a disturbed tone.

Dr. Ancient turned around and had just now noticed Dr. Z's bloody snout, though he thought little of it. "Oh, I didn't even notice that." he says before turning back to the workbench. "I'm so used to him being part dinosaur now that it's just become normal for me to see him maul a wild animal."

"Actually, it was a pawn shop owner." Dr. Z corrects as he dumps the pile of machine parts on his respective work table.

Dr. Ancient looked up with a disturbed expression on his face before he suddenly glanced back down at his bench, the expression disappearing as fast as it appeared. "I'm not even gonna ask." he says with a head shake.

"To answer your question, Zander," Dr. Z replies as he rummages through the pile of parts. "these are parts for my Alpha Superizer Machine. The latest of my inventions that I 'appropriated' from that loser Wrench from Black Eagle's base that will revolutionize dinosaur science FOR ALL ETERNITY! Do not get your hopes up. It will fail. Awww."

"The Alpha Superizer Machine? What's that?" Reese asks the crazed doctor.

"As we all know, Spiny has been vastly upgraded since Black Eagle." Dr. Z replies. "He's much stronger, faster, and has a higher endurance than before. From the beautiful, tasty data I stole from Black Eagle's main server, I have engineered a machine that will grant the rest of our dinos similar effects to Spiny's upgrade. Call them the 'Super' versions of themselves. If we're going to be battling both the Fist and the Grand Master, we are going to need some serious upgrade. And since somebody," he glanced over to Rod and Laura's direction whom were doing their homework at the table. The two simply whistled innocently in response. "lost the Element Boosters, we are no longer able to strengthen our dinosaurs."

"And this machine will help strengthen them, I presume and hope." Dr. Ancient asks with skepticism in his voice.

"Precisely, Danny boy!" Dr. Z confirms with a mad grin. "But not just for a short while. No, no, no, no, NO! Once this machine is complete, ALL OUR DINOS WILL BE PERMANENTLY STRONGER! NYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I love my job."

"Dr. Z," Dr. Ancient strictly says. "how many times do I have to tell you? You shouldn't be experimenting on our dinosaurs for your own gain."

"What part of 'battling the Fist and the Grand Master' did you not understand, Ancient?!" Dr. Z yells back. "For once, I'm not creating dangerous equipment for just me and my Alpha Gang. I'm building it for us all! You included, Ancient. If you want the rest of your cards back into safe hands, you are going to want this. Otherwise you will find yourself losing more cards than finding! You weren't there when we went to rescue, Spiny. The Chimera mopped the floor with us. This isn't some experiment, Dan. This is a necessity and it's going to happen!" His eyes suddenly transformed into reptilian eyes. "For once, I recommend listening to this pathetic excuse of a doctor. I can literally read his mind and he is telling the truth for once. You don't have to be so mean." Dr. Z finishes in a sadden tone.

Dr. Ancient gave the crazed doctor a skeptical look in response. He and Dr. Z never saw eye to eye and the fact Dr. Z literally tried to get rid of him and his family two years ago only just strained their relationship even more. Even though they were undoubtedly on the same side now with the Alpha Trio helping the D-Kids out on missions now rather than opposing them, that still didn't mean Dr. Ancient fully trusts the mad doctor. Although he had to admit that the mutant had numerous opportunities to steal back his cards and run off with them in the past, yet he was still here. And Dr. Z didn't seem like the type to plan that far ahead, let alone be patient for a long term backstab.

"If I find out that your Superizer harms any of the dinosaurs in any way, I won't hesitate to take you off the team." he warns the doctor.

"Relax, Ancient. You're not even worth betraying anymore. You've just become so… cheap." Dr. Z responds, not knowing the proper insult.

"I'm hemorrhaging money as is, just trying to keep this place fully functional!"

"You're a multi-billionaire, Dan. Money should be the least of your concerns."

"Wait, you're a billionaire?" Reese asks the dirty blonde doctor, looking back behind her.

"$80 billion to be precise. Would you believe me if I said he's only #17 of Top 20 Richest People In The World by 2129?"

Dr. Cretacia suddenly rolled into the room while sitting on a rolling chair, singing out a loud tune. "This is the Changing The Subject Sooooooooong! It's the Changing The Subject Sooooooooong!" she sings in a perfect pitch as she rolls by her husband. "Where's our son, anyway? I hope he's not trying to stick his cookie in the cookie jar. He knows those are for desserts only."

"Wait, those are yours?" Dr. Z asks in slight surprise before his primitive counterpart took over. "We have been eating them as midnight snacks since the Ancient human forbade us from hunting at night. He does not realize that's when I hunt best. The dino speaks facts, Dan."

"Believe it or not," Dr. Ancient replies. "he's at the school right now getting ready for the dance tonight. Max and Rex are there as well."

"Oh yeah. That's right. Ed said something about a dance tonight." Dr. Z reveals aloud.

"Why would Ed know about the dance?" Reese asks the crazed doctor.


"Hey! Hey, students!" the principal of Sanjo High School yells into the microphone in the school auditorium. "Are you all ready for the dance tonight?!"

"Get off the stage!" yells a student from the bleachers.

"Screw you, Marty!" the principal yells at the student.

"Screw you!"

"Baaaaaah!" the principal waved him off before continuing with his announcement. "Anyway, kids. I would like to thank each and every one of you for buying your tickets and attending the dance! Just don't go doing the nasty behind the outside bleachers. I'm looking at you, Sarah, you skank."

"Well her name is Sarah the Skank after all." Francis lazily jokes with a sly grin. "Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha- OW!"

A shoe was suddenly thrown at Francis' face, presumably by Sarah, knocking him to the ground as he fell off his bleacher seat. Sitting next to him was Todd, whom quickly took a photo of the knocked over Francis while having a shit eating grin.

"And because this dance is super special, I have hired a professional DJ for tonight's dance!" the principal exclaims in glee.

On the bleachers sat Max, Zoe, and Amy from left to right in that order. "Oh boy. I wonder who the DJ will be." Max enthusiastically says. "I wonder if it's Eminem. Or Snoop Dogg! Or Ice Cube!"

"You don't even listen to any of their songs." Zoe mumbles with lidded eyes.

"He's the host of the most popular radio station in Sanjo City, Alpha FM. It's DJ EDDIE!" the principal announces as he greets the fat man.

Ed and a chibi sized Tank suddenly slid across the auditorium stage wearing an outfit that consisted of a black leather jacket with black shirt underneath along with a gold dollar sign chain. On his black shirt was the red Alpha Gang symbol except the large dot in the middle was turned into the head of an antenna as four lightning bolts emitted from the Omega-like symbol. Most likely Alpha FM's logo. Down below, he sported a pair of baggy purple cargo pants along with a pair of Timbs. Finally, up top he wore a purple bucket hat with Alpha FM's logo on it along with white barred sunglasses.

"Heeeeeeey, everyone!" he enthusiastically greets into the microphone. "I'm DJ Eddie of Radio Alpha FM! Everyday at 9-7 on channel 108.5 DBSM! I am going to make this the best winter formal you kids will ever have! I'm talking rocking tunes, tasty food, and sick dance moves! Who's ready for the dance! Can I get a heck yeah?!"

The sounds of crickets was his only response as literally no one said anything and sat in their seats in silence. The sound of someone coughing followed by a tumbleweed blowing passed the room was the only sign of life in the auditorium for that brief moment. Ed however just awkwardly stared at the kids and a bead of sweat dripped down the side of his head.

"Where'd that tumbleweed come from?" asks a random student.

"Is this thing on?" he asks as he taps the microphone.

"Ed as the school's DJ? Man, things have changed between us." Max mumbles as he slumps in his seat.

"I wonder if he'll play any romantical songs." Zoe wonders aloud. A thought cloud suddenly formed above her as she began imagining her slow dancing with Francis at the dance, both wearing a yellow dress and a tuxedo respectively. "Aaaaaah, what I'd give to slow dance with Francis. Oh, that'll be sooo dreamy. A dream come true."

"More like a dumb nightmare." Max mumbles under his breath.

Unfortunately, Zoe heard said mumbling. "What did you say?" she asks in curiosity.

"I said uh, 'I wore a plum nightwear.." Max lied

"Oh." Zoe bought said lie. "I always knew you wore dresses in your sleep."

"And joining with me today is my very own assistant! Dr. Rexy!" Ed loudly greets as he gestures his hand to the house right side.

Rex was suddenly pushed on stage by the chibi sized Tank as she too had a pair of sunglasses along with four mini Timb boots. Rex's outfit was nothing more than his default one added with the same gold dollar sign necklace and a black beanie. "Yo?" he greets in an unsure tone, not knowing how to be a DJ. "I- I didn't sign up for this."

"I'll see you all here later today at 7 so we can get this dance started! Yeah! I'm ready! Is anyone else ready?" Ed asks the audience with a hyperactive grin.

"Eat a salad, fatty!" yells a random teen. In response, Tank suddenly lunged herself forward and began to scratch and bite the teen for insulting her partner. "Ow! Ow! Ow! Hey! Quit it! Ouch! Help me!"

Todd simply began filming the student getting attacked on his phone with the same shit eating grin on his face. The principal suddenly snatched the microphone away from Ed as he made his exit. "No school for today, kids. Today is dedicated to decorating the gym for the dance!… That means scram."

With that said, everyone got up from their seats to exit the room while some members of the staff as well as some students brought out some stuff to help decorate the gym next door. Max stretched after standing up, having been sitting for a while, while Zoe jumped over her seat to meet up with Francis.

"You ready for the dance tonight, Francis?" Zoe asks her crush with a flirtatious expression.

Francis shrugged in response. "Eh. Dances aren't really my thing. I'm only going for the free food to be honest." he replies.

"Based." someone says in the distant background.

"So you're not going?" Zoe asks, feeling a bit disappointed deep down.

Again, Francis shrugged. "I mean, if someone asks me then I'll go. I won't go alone because I'm not some loser who goes to dances alone." he responds.

"You ARE a loser, Francis." says a random student walking by.

Francis blankly stared at the kid before looking down depressingly. "I know." he depressingly says.

"Well," Zoe says as she shifts her hair behind her ear. "I'm going tonight and I bought an extra ticket. You wanna… come with me?"

Her crush smiled in response. "I mean, you're asking me? Sure, why not." he agrees.

"Yeah? You want to go?" Zoe continues to tease him.

Francis just stared blankly at her in response, not understanding she was flirting with him. "I already said yes."

All Max could do was just observe from the side, scowling at his love rival getting flirted with by his childhood best friend and now crush. Amy noticed the brunet scowling towards the other male teen as she was standing beside him. "You really like Zoe, don't you?" she asks him.

"This crush just snuck up on me and now here I am, watching her flirt with some guy! A guy I don't even like!" Max loudly complains. "I swear, just seeing Zoe being near him makes me want to vomit."

"Maybe you can ask her to dance at the… dance." Amy meekly suggests.

"It's too late, Amy. She's gonna be dancing with Francis all night. It's not even worth it." Max says as he crosses his arms and pouts.

Amy studied Max's expressions and attitude, picking up that her being with Francis obviously and inadvertently hurt him and his feelings. "Max." she suddenly says in a soft voice. The brunet turned to the other brunette. "I-... I'm not good at this kind of stuff." she starts off hesitantly. "Before I moved here, the only friend I had was Hana, my pet lizard. I didn't really interact with anyone at my old school. Never had any 'real' friends. I mean, I hung out with people but it's not like they noticed me. What I'm trying to say is that I'm not good at comforting people… but I am good at knowing a lot of them just based on observing them. And right now, I can tell you're hurt… and I completely understand. You're not the only one with a crush on Zoe." she reveals with a slight blush.

Max suddenly gave her a disgusted look. "You're a lesbian?!" he exclaims in shock. Amy meekly shook her head in response as Max gawked at her with a disgusted look on his face for a few seconds… before raising a fist and growing a laid back smile. "Right on. Good for you."

Amy fist bumped Max back before continuing on with what she was going to say. "Point is," she continues. "I know that what the heart wants is different than the mind and sometimes you gotta follow your heart and sometimes you gotta follow your mind. But it all depends on you. I know in your mind you want Zoe to be with Francis,"

"No, I don't."

"And I know deep in your heart you want to tell Zoe you like her."

"No, I don't… Okay, yes I do."

"So I'm not telling you to tell your feelings to her… but I am gonna tell you to do whatever you think is best. Me, personally… I think you should tell Zoe how you feel before it's too late. If not for her but for you. Just so you can move on and feel better about yourself."

Max sat back down in his seat as he laid his head against his hands, conflicted with what he should suppose to do. "I don't know, Amy." he says in a conflicted tone. "I mean, just look at those two." Max says as he gestures to Francis and Zoe.

Currently, Zoe was clinging onto Francis' arm as he just stood there scratching the tip of his nose, completely oblivious to Zoe all together. "Does your nose ever itch for no reason?" he asks. Todd, in response, took a quick photo of him with his phone, the light flashing in his eyes. "Damn it, Todd! I told you to stop!"

"How am I supposed to compete with… that." Max rhetorically asks in a dramatic manner.

"You mean 'him'?" Amy questions.

"No." Max replies with lidded eyes. The teen sighed heavily as he rested his chin on his hands. "I'm gonna have to think about this. I'll need a second opinion… Luckily, I know a doctor for that!"

Amy was silent for a brief moment with a confused look on her face. "For… romance?" she questions.


Inside the Taylor household, Spike was conversing with Dr. Drake and Mrs. Drake inside their living room while the chibi dinosaurs were out in the backyard, with Chomp chasing Ace around while Paris slept underneath the tree. Inside, Aki had brought in a tray full of freshly brewed coffee and placed it on the living room table where each of the guests took their respective cups. Mrs. Drake took a quick sip from the cup and smiled warmly in response. "As always, Aki, you brew the best coffee." she says in a sweet tone.

"Being a barista did pay for my college intuition after all." Aki reveals with a wink.

Dr. Drake took a sip from his coffee as well, also earning a smile from him. "Mmmm. I haven't had this good of coffee in ages. Not since the coffee shop burnt down." he says in a reminiscent tone.

"I heard the owner burned it down as an insurance scam and moved to Hawaii." his wife replies.

"Thank you again Aki for inviting us on our day offs." Dr. Drake thanks the woman. "It isn't often that the vet clinic gets a day off given how many animals there are in Sanjo City. Why, just yesterday I had to examine a lion!… I nearly lost my arm!" Dr. Drake then laughed out loud at the memory.

His wife however gave him a questionable look. "Uh, Mike." she says. "That was a tabby." Dr. Drake's laugh immediately stopped as a blank look popped on his face. "You haven't been using your mega needle on yourself again, have you?"

"I told you I kicked that habit years ago… My brother however is still in rehab. I wonder how he's doing."

"Mike, your brother overdosed five years ago."

Dr. Drake was once again silent for a moment before glancing at his coffee. "Aki, what did you put in this coffee?" he asks her.

The moment was suddenly interrupted when Spike's cellphone began ringing in his pocket, prompting him to place his cup of coffee on the table to answer it. "Hello. Dr. Taylor of the D-Lab speaking." he answers.

"Hey, dad." Max's voice was heard over the phone.

"Aaaaaah, Max my boy! How are you? Are you excited for tonight's dance?" he asks his son.

"Actually, that's what I was calling you about."

Spike raised a confused brow in response. "Really?" He suddenly gasped dramatically. "You're not thinking of not going are you? I already paid for your tickets! And we already rented you a nice suit as well."

"We did?" Aki asks, hearing this for the first time.

"What? No, I'm going! It's just… Well…"

Spike immediately realized what his son was trying to say. "You're afraid of asking her, are you?" he asks.

A short silence followed afterwards before Max meekly replied, "Yes."

Spike chuckled in response. "I knew this day would come." he says. "The day my boy becomes a man and asks his crush to his very first dance. So what's the problem? Butterflies in your stomach?"

"No. She's, um… She's already going with someone else."

The father grew a surprised look in response. "Really? With who?" he asks.

Meanwhile, Dr. Drake sniffed his coffee once more, still feeling like something was off about it, before shrugging and taking another sip from it. "A kid named Francis. And she constantly gushes all over him and I'm just so sick of it! What does he have that I don't?! I just… I just want to tell Zoe… I like her."

"Wait, you're talking about Zoe?" Spike says aloud.

"What?"

Spike suddenly snapped to the Drakes' attention as they were suddenly giving him a dirty look once they realized he was talking about their daughter. "Uuuuuuuuh. You sure it's Zoe, kiddo? I thought it was Amy you were talking about." he whispers to the phone.

"No, she's a lesbian."

"Really?… That's so cool of her." Spike says with a smile.

"Anyway," Max continues. "I called to ask… what should I do? Should I tell Zoe I like her or… or let her go?"

"Well, me personally I just told Aki I liked her and that worked… Well, not at first but you get what I mean." he replies. He suddenly began to ponder on the situation. "Hmmmm. You sure are in a pickle, kiddo. Have you tried following your heart?"

"Amy already told me that."

"Darn!" Spike exclaims in defeat. "Beat me to it. Love can really be difficult to understand, Max. Sometimes its straight forward, others you have to take a really narrow, jagged road just to get to it. If you really want to tell Zoe how you feel at the dance, go ahead. But I'm not gonna guarantee she'll reciprocate back. Remember, you have to think about her feelings as well."

"Yeah. I guess you're right. Thanks, dad. For helping me."

Spike warmly smiled in response. "Anytime son." he says.

With that, he pressed the button on his phone and ended the call. "So," Mrs. Drake could be heard, startling the man. "what was that about our daughter and your son?"

Spike turned to Zoe's parents whom were both giving him death stares as he practically shrunk in his seat. He was going to have a tough time explaining Max's situation to his crush's parents after accidentally opening the can of worms.


BLACK EAGLE'S SECOND BASE, SOMEWHERE IN THE MIDWEST

Several Black Eagle soldiers all wearing the same outfit were shown lined up inside the warehouse, all with serious expressions on their faces as they firmly gripped their weapons. There were some soldiers that had little body armor but were equipped with assault rifles while others were heavily armored with the same assault rifles. Other variants of the Black Eagle army were Juggernaut like soldiers with bulky, impenetrable armor fitted with MK46 heavy machine guns while a similar variant stood next to them, this time with fireproof and bulletproof suits with a portable M2 flamethrowers from the World War 2 era. There were also Black Eagle Snipers fitted with Barrett .50 calibers sniper rifles as well as some Black Eagle soldiers that held RPGs. Needless to say, Black Eagle were well equipped for an all out war if they had to join.

At that moment, the automatic doors opened as a single person stepped out, except this person was neither the Fist or McCallum, instead being a red headed female with emerald eyes. Her outfit consisted of a skin tight Black Eagle combat suit fitted with combat boots as well as a knife and a pistol holstered next to her. Her red hair was also designed to look like blazing flame. The female marched her way towards the lined men as she began to expect them all carefully before standing tall in front of them.

"Atten-hut!" she yells loudly. Simultaneously, the soldiers clapped their boots and stood straight. "You have all been selected by General Sullivan himself! You are the finest soldiers he has picked. He is absolutely confident in your abilities." Each of the soldiers smiled at the compliment in confidence. "But the general is not here right now! You are stuck here with me! My name is Commander Blaise! And I am here to tell you that you are NOT fine soldiers! You are all a bunch of pansies with guns! Scared little girls! There is no room for scared little girls in my ranks! I am your commanding officer out in the field! And you will follow my orders without question! Your main objective is to complete the main objective! Soldiers are meant to be defenders of the homeland! And if we have to, we will attack other homelands as a means of safety and protection! If I find any of you fleeing from battle, you will die! If not by the enemy but my me personally! Do I make myself clear?!"

"Ma'am, yes ma'am!" shouts all the soldiers at once.

At that moment, the automatic doors opened once more, this time with three men walking out from as they approached the newly made Black Eagle soldier. "Ladies and gentlemen, the General." Commander Blaise announces as she salutes Sullivan. Sure enough, the three men that came out of the elevator were the Fist, McCallum, and Wrench.

Every other soldier saluted as well as the Fist inspected his armed armada. "I see choosing you as the field commander was the best choice, Commander Blaise." Sullivan says to the red headed woman.

"I'm the ONLY choice, sir." Blaise smugly replies.

"She's more uptight than you, Sebastian." McCallum whispers to Wrench.

"Screw you." Wrench grumbles in response.

Sullivan began to examine his men, passing by Black Eagle Assaulters, Defenders, Snipers, RPG Shooters, and a single Black Eagle soldier that stood out from the rest. This person wore a Black Eagle colored closed trench coat with an RPG symbol on his arm, as well as a belt around his shoulder with two hand grenades on them. Down below he sported a pair of dark brown trousers with military combat boots and finally, the focal point of his outfit was his loose WW2 era styled helmet that obstructed his eyes.

"I see all of you have been well trained and well armed by your new field commander. I expect nothing but success from all of-…" Sullivan suddenly stopped pacing as well as his sentence all together. Without looking, he slowly backed up to the aforementioned soldier, wielding his RPG beside him. Sullivan silently glared at the man, examining the odd one out of the army before turning his attention to his second in command. "Blaise, who the hell is this?"

Blaise glared at the soldier, getting close to his face. "Name and rank soldier!" she orders him.

"Jane Doe! Corporal! At your service!" the Soldier loudly announces.

"Hold on. 'Jane' Doe?" Sullivan asks in a confused tone.

"Affirmative!"

Sullivan blankly glared at the Soldier, whether confused or stupefied is unknown. "Um," McCallum speaks up in a confused tone. "isn't Jane Doe referred to as a term for an unidentified female corpse?"

"That's correct, McCallum." Sullivan agrees without taking his eyes off the Soldier.

"Yeah, he- he's not either a female or a corpse… and he's clearly identifiable."

"Blaise." Sullivan glanced to his second in command.

"Look, I- I didn't question it on his papers." Blaise annoyingly replies. "He came highly recommended by," She took out a clipboard and ruffled through several papers. "Mann Co…. Oh, for fuck sakes."

"You know what… Forget it. He's fine the way he is." Sullivan shrugs, not even wanting to bother with the inconsistency.

"Hooah!" the Soldier cries out in triumph as he forms an L with his fingers on his forehead.

"As I was saying," Sullivan continues. "you all are expected arrive head first into enemy territory. Our target is the leader of a criminal organization known as the Grand Army based on my sources. The leader's name and age is currently unknown, but they go by the title 'Grand Master'. Your only main objective is to retrieve any or all dinosaur cards you may or may not come across. They are essential to our plans. Your optional objective is to eliminate the Grand Master and/or capture him. Dead or alive. Do you all understand?"

"Sir, yes sir!" shouts all the soldiers simultaneously.

The Fist turned to his second in command. "Commander Blaise," Sullivan says, earning his attention. "you are in charge. Take Wrench with you. He'll prove to be resourceful with his weapons."

"Sir! With all due respect, Sebastian is not combat appropriate for front line combat." Blaise firmly replies.

Wrench adjusted his glasses as he smirked at the woman. "Brains have been proven to be more effective than brawn, you know. Spend enough time with me and you will certainly see… Scarlett." Wrench smugly smirks while revealing Blaise's actual name.

A Black Eagle Defender suddenly stifled a laugh upon hearing Blaise's real name. In response, Blaise herself suddenly jump kicked the Defender to the ground, completely cracking his armor, showing just how strong she was. After knocking one of her own men down, she glanced back to Wrench, glaring daggers at him. "You will address me as Blaise, Sebastian. Do I make myself clear?!" she yells at him.

Wrench simply smugly grinned in response. "Last I checked, we're both on the same side as well as equal rank in regards to the Fist's inner circle. Which reminds me. McCallum, why don't you have a code name?" he asks the former paleontologist.

"I do, I just don't use it." McCallum replies.

"Medic." mumbles the injured Defender from the ground as he raises a shaky hand.

"Commander Blaise," Sullivan suddenly says, causing Blaise to stand up straight and tall out of respect. "I do not care what he calls you. You are to take Wrench to the AO to complete the operation. Understood?"

Without hesitation, Blaise saluted in response. "Sir, yes sir!" she agrees.

"Good." Sullivan then turned to his men. "Gentlemen. Get ready. Operation Falcon… is a go."

"Left face!" Blaise shouts at the soldiers. All at once, the Black Eagle soldiers turned to the left. "Forward march!"

With that, every single soldier began to march out of the hangar bay they were towards several helicopters outside where they were to presumably get in and ride out. Sullivan watched his men walk out of the hangar before addressing his second in command. "Blaise."

"Sir."

"I expect nothing short of success from you."

"I will not let you down, sir."

Wrench however walked passed the two. "Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Whatever. Let's get on already. I wanna test out my toys on some live targets as soon as possible." he sinisterly says as he walks away.

With that said, Blaise followed suit while the Fist and McCallum walked the other way, heading back to their base as the Black Eagle soldiers all entered their respective vehicles. Inside the pilots turned on the engine and flipped several switches before closing the helicopter doors. "All personnel accounted for. Preparing to lift off. ETA to hostile territory in 3.5 hours." says one of the pilots.

Inside one of the Chinooks were Blaise and Wrench, both strapped in as they sat adjacent from each other, both glaring daggers into one another. And with that, at least 17 aircrafts that were combined of Chinooks, Cobras, and Lockheed Cheyennes flew past the base and towards their next destination:

The Grand Master's hideout.


*Winter Formal music: How Would U Feel by David Morales*

Do you feel you're in a dream?

Is it real or hardly what it seems?

Can your heart decide again?

Do you stay or burn me in your flames?

It was that time of the evening. Sanjo City's Winter Formal! And so far it was a full house! The gymnasium was practically spilling out students as a long line was formed that extended all the way to the parking lot, though this was mostly because of the couple at the very front having trouble getting in.

"What do you mean our tickets are fake?!" shouts the female kid as her boyfriend awkwardly stands next to her. "I guarantee you these are legit tickets that I bought two weeks BEFORE the dance! Ask the teacher I bought it from!"

"Sorry, but I can't let you go unless I go in with you." says the Ticketmaster with a flirtatious smirk.

"Up yours!"

"You do realize you're trying to use baseball tickets to get in, right?" her boyfriend asks with an awkward look as a swear droplet dripped down the side of his head.

Inside the actual gym, it was divided into two: one side to hang out and the other being the actual dance floor. Many of the students were currently dancing with their dates or their friends in the dance room while some sat around on the side. One of the students was Todd, the silent stoner that always hangs out with Francis, whom was wearing a simple black T-Shirt with a tuxedo design on it followed by his signature orange beanie. He quickly glanced around the area before suddenly pouring something in the punch bowl, a mischievous smile on his face as he did so.

Ed, meanwhile, was busy at the front stage currently doing his duty as the DJ of the dance, playing various songs while also dancing a bit as a chibi sized Tank sat on a vinyl, slowly spinning around with it. "Alriiiiiiight, how is everyone doing tonight?" Ed asks the audience through the microphone. "I hope everyone is having fun at this dance. No smooching. Keep that until the slow dance of the… well, dance."

"Nice setup." says a voice beside him, prompting him to turn around to see Michelle flirtatiously staring at him. "You DJ often?"

Ed suddenly blushed before scratching the back of his head as a nervous smile appeared on his face. "Oh! Well, I AM the host of Radio Alpha FM. I always wanted to be a DJ. I was always good at computers."

"Hmmm, you can DJ at my place anytime, cutie." Michelle flirted with him with a teasing smile.

Being that this was the first time ever that a girl has flirted with Ed, or even shown interest in him in some shape and form, he instantly became flustered as his face became red as a cherry. He began to nervously chuckle while glancing away, his heart beating a mile a minute as he couldn't even dare himself to look at the pretty woman in the eyes. Then, a sudden thought occurred in his head.

"Are you drunk?" he asks her.

Michelle suddenly wobbled forward. "Someone spiked the punch but I don't care because I need to let loose! Mama needs some fun in her life! Anyway, play that one song that goes 'Ba ba ba ba da na'!"

Ed just gave her a confused look in return, his heart rate returning to normal in an instant. "I uh- I don't know what you mean."

Michelle scoffed in response. "Hmph! Men. You're all the same." she angrily grumbles before walking away.

Ed looked down in a depressing manner. "It was nice while it lasted." he sadly says to himself.

So far, Max and Amy were in the hanging out area watching a student tell a joke on the stage. "And so then I said, 'Boomer, I barely know her!'" the student joked on the stage.

"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

"Ooooooooh brother! This guy STINKS!"

"YOU SUCK!"

"GET OFF THE STAGE!"

"BOO! YOU STINK!"

Do you wanna remember?

Did it last forever?

Was it what you imagined

Or did it feel like magic?

Only for the audience to boo at him as they threw various items at him like cups of punch, fruit, a chair. Even a student threw himself at the stage as he crashed right into the failed jokester. Sitting near the side was Max and Amy, with Amy watching the poor guy getting booed off while Max looked like he could care less.

"I've heard that joke so many times." he grumbles.

As stated earlier that day, Max was wearing a rented tuxedo for the winter formal along with the D-Team badge on his collar. Of course he didn't wear his visor and even slicked back his hair a bit with some jell. Amy however wore a simple pink dress with white stocking and pink tennis shoes. She wasn't much of a formal person to be completely honest.

Max suddenly turned to the other side of the gymnasium where the actual dance was being held where he could see a large group of people dancing to the music. In the midst of the crowd, he spotted both Zoe and Francis dancing together, both having smiles on their faces. Zoe was currently wearing a light green dress with a prominent V-shaped collar that pretty much wrapped around her shoulders as the end of the dress went to her thighs. Down below she sported a pair of green heels and for her hair she, surprisingly, didn't tie it into a ponytail. Instead letting it flow down as she curled it a little bit to give a wavy look.

Francis meanwhile wore a simple white buttoned shirt with a black suit vest over it along with a red tie. Down below he sported a pair of black suit pants as well as black loafers and to top it all off, he also wore a pair of black gloves. His hair remained the same however. Currently the two were dancing individually together side by side, not holding hands or anything romantic like. Yet, Max was still overflowing with jealousy as he spies on his love rival dancing with his crush. All while a rhythmic song played overhead.

How would you feel, how would you know if it was truly love?

How would you feel, how would you knoooooooow

Just by looking at the two, Max felt disgusted, loudly grumbling as he pouted the opposite direction, something Amy had noticed. "Max," she softly says. "remember what we talked about? About your feelings?"

"Yeah, yeah. I remember." Max shrugs off.

"Have you… Have you figured out what to do?" she hesitantly asks.

The brunet sighed as he momentarily hung his head low before turning back to the short haired teen. "Not yet." he answers. " I mean, I want to but at the same time I don't want to ruin our friendship… Or, not think of her own feelings. It's like something deep inside me is trying to claw out of my chest and the only way to let it out is to tell Zoe how I feel. But… i- it'll just be awkward if I tell her in the middle of her dancing with Francis."

"Why not tell her during the slow dance?" Amy suggests. "It's cliché but it works from what I've seen. Both in television and experience."

"You got confessed to during a slow dance?" Max asks in genuine surprise.

"I said 'what I've seen' not 'what I've done'." Amy repeats.

"You know." Max suddenly says. "Maybe I will tell her during the slow dance. I mean, I can totally beat Francis in a fight so I don't have to worry about him! Guy Triceratops are known to fight other guys in order to get the girl! This'll totally work!"

With that, Max ran passed Amy, leaving her alone at the table with a confused look. "W- Wait! I didn't say that!" she calls out only to land on deaf ears.

Meanwhile, Rex could be seen at his DJ table currently playing with some of the vinyl while Tank sat on top of the record he was continuously scratching; the chibi Saichania going around in circles though because of her sunglasses, no one could tell if she was enjoying it or not. Ed suddenly walked onto the main stage, still in his DJ outfit as he spoke into the mic.

"Alright everyone, it's that time of the night tonight. The slooooooow dance. Hit it, Dr. Rexy!" Ed points to Rex with an upbeat smile.

Rex however had a more annoyed expression as he hovered his fingers over the laptop. "I told you not to call me that." he mumbles before pressing play on another song.

Exactly on cue, every couple on the dance floor began to couple up so they could all join in on the slow dance. Including Zoe and Francis. Max however soon found himself in a mosh pit when everyone began to dance in his direction. "Hey, move it. Watch it buddy. 'Scuse me. Hey, nice shoes." Max says to the many attendees in his way. After rudely shoving people aside, he finally spotted his two targets: Zoe and Francis, whom were in the middle of slow dancing.

A part of Max's heart sank once he saw the pinkette dancing with his rival, sank so far that he stood there with an utterly shocked face. Shaking his head to snap himself back into reality, Max continued to march his way towards his crush/friend. Zoe was too far in her own mind to even notice the brunet approaching them until he suddenly tapped her shoulder, breaking her out of her day dream.

"Huh?" she says, turning around to face Max.

"Excuse me, Frankie. I need to talk to Zoe real quick." Max says in an obvious hostile tone.

Francis meanwhile didn't even react to the tone. "Oh, good. You're here. Can you occupy her real quick? I reaaaaaally gotta take a leak. KOKBYE!" Francis frantically says as he runs towards the washroom.

The two teens blinked in confusion before turning to each other. "What now, Max?" Zoe asks in an angry tone. "I was enjoying that dance you know!"

The brunet wasn't in the mood to deal with Zoe's anger at the moment. Instead, he grabbed her wrist and dragged her out of the gym so the two could have a more private talk without music blaring overhead. "Sorry." Max apologizes.

"You better be." Zoe harshly replies with crossed arms. "The slow dance had just begun too! It's the most romantic moment for any girl! Dancing with their Prince Charming, leaning into his body, oh, kissing him under the moonlight." The pinkette suddenly opened her eyes to see Max glancing nervously at the ground. That's when she put two and two together. "You want to talk about him don't you?" she asks with a raised, skeptic brow.

"Actually…" Max suddenly blew out a refreshing sigh. "I came… to… talk… about us."

Zoe blinked in confusion a couple of times, perplexed as to what he meant. "About us?" she repeats.

"You see…" Max's heart pretty much skipped a mile a minute and everything in his head told him that this wasn't a good time. Then again, Max wasn't really known to follow his head, his gut instead. "Zoe," he starts off. "we've known each other for years now and every year I grow more fond of you. Now, I'm not one for mushy stuff like this so… so I just wanted to say… You're always in my head. The way you smile, the way you laugh, the way your hair swings in the wind. Truth be told, Zoe, I've never met a more beautiful girl before in my life. But your looks aren't the only thing I like about you. I like how you're hard headed and you don't take nothing from nobody. I like how even though you're rock hard as steel when it comes to serious situations and sweet and gentle in others… And I know you're dancing with Francis but I just had to get this out! That… That I have the biggest crush on you the size of a Tyrannosaurus' footprint!"

Zoe stood there in silence as she gawked at her brunet friend. Never in her life has anyone confessed their feelings to her and she last expected the first person who would was Max. She was completely caught off guard in that moment, not even knowing the appropriate response for this situation. However, she did remind herself that Max was a lifelong friend, meeting him ever since preschool. Not some run of the mill guy. As much as she wanted to get angry at him, she couldn't. Because she knew Max better than this and knew full well where he was coming from. So instead of growing an angered look, she grew a heartfelt smile with a massive blush on her face.

"Max." she coos. "That's the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me. Especially from you. I-I'm not gonna lie… I also had a crush on you." she says with a smile as she shifts her hair behind her ear.

Max's smile slowly turned into a surprised frown. "'Had'?" he questions.

Zoe then suddenly grabbed Max's hands. "Any other time I would say yes. A thousand times over. But… But now… I've fallen for Francis now." Max's surprised expression completely collapsed into a defeated manner. "The truth is… You took too long. And I- I'm not saying that it's your fault! I swear! E-Even whenever I hung out with Francis I still held a small sliver of hope that you would confess before I finally answered my question."

"What was your question?" Max asks.

Zoe closed her eyes before she suddenly let go of Max's hands, allowing them to fall limply to his side as she held hers behind back. "Who should I choose? Max or Francis… And I chose Francis." she timidly says.

The two of them said nothing, the only sounds audible were the muffled music and a few crickets. "When did you choose him?" Max suddenly asks.

"When we came to the dance." she says above a whisper.

Max stood there in utter silence, having realized that Zoe had always wanted to be him if he had asked. He took too long… and it was all his fault. Zoe on the other hand avoided eye contact as she rubbed her arm nervously. Both were completely out of it, Max in shock and Zoe in instant regret. The moment couldn't get ruined given how complex their emotions are right now.

The gym door suddenly opened, revealing Francis with his phone in his hand. "Hey, Zoe!" he calls out, earning their attention. "I hate to do this but I gotta go somewhere. It's very important. Like reeeeeaally important. Like I can't miss this even if it was my own wedding type important. I just wanted to let you…" It was then Francis noticed Max standing beside her. "…know. Is this a bad time?"

Laughter could be heard on the other end of his phone, earning a glare from the teen. "No, Frankie. It's fine. If it's important then go take care of it." she says with a soft yet defeated smile.

"Aw, really? Thanks, you're so nice. I'll make it up to ya! I make a mean omelet! Have fun at the dance, and Max!" He suddenly pointed at the brunet with a glare. Max's heart suddenly stopped when he saw his love rival menacingly pointing at him. "Take care of her, alright? Make sure no one makes her uncomfortable, okay?"

This caught Max off guard. "Sure." he tiredly says, not even meaning it.

"Thanks, you two." Francis says as he puts the phone back in his ear. "Where'd you say? In Windy Acres? That's all the way in the east…"

The door closed before they could hear the rest of his sentence. The two stood in front of each other in silence, both in awkward positions and not knowing how to better the mood. Alas, it seems to the both of them that they needed some time away from each other to gather their feelings and figure out how to proceed next.

"I'm… I'm going back inside, Max." Zoe softly says, still avoiding eye contact. "I wouldn't stay out here long, though. You might get a cold."

And with that, Zoe left Max outside in the cold as she went back inside the gymnasium to at least enjoy the rest of her dance without a partner. Max however stood out in the cold as light rain suddenly started to drizzle onto him, getting his gelled hair wet in the process.

"I hate the rain." he mumbles sadly.


While the D-Kids were trying to enjoy the winter formal dance, things in the Backland were going as slowly as ever. Reese has retired for the night while Ursula and Zander went off to do their own thing and as for Dr. Z, he continued to work in his lab. Dr. Cretacia was also hard at work as well, and by that I mean sleeping in front of the computer while she was watching a meme compilation.

"Hey, there's Jeff Jarrett."

"Beetlejuice. Wassup?"

"Hey, there Slap Nuts!"

"Whatchu call me?"

"Slap nuts!"

"Do you know who you're talking to?"

"Yeah. You. Slap Nuts."

"Motherfucker."

Jeff Jarrett suddenly slammed a guitar over Beetlejuice's head as he fell to the ground. "OH MY GOD! Down goes Beetlejuice!"

"It's MISTER Slap Nuts to you!"

A notification sound suddenly emitted from the scene as a PNG of an envelope with a 1 on the corner popped up on the screen. ~You have uno new email.~ W.E.S.L.E.Y. says over the screen. ~Congratulations. You're now popular enough to get e-mails. Be sure to accept the $10 million from the Nigerian prince while you're at it. And be sure to click on those side ads on those porn sites. Those tricks really work lolol~

"ZZZZZ- Huh?" Cretacia says as she wakes up and looks at the screen.

Dramatically, she slammed her arm against the desk, knocking a stack of papers and empty soda cans onto the floor. She suddenly grabbed a joystick and began to thrust it forward, causing the computer mouse which was the style of a chibi Paris, to move forward as well. She clicked on the notification and the news that was given to her woke her up in an instant. On the screen read:

FACIAL SCAN MATCH

L. MILLS FOUND

LOCATION: 47° 15' 31.4208'' N, 122° 27' 57.5028'' W

"Ho. Ly. Jaysus." Cretacia gasps dramatically. "What is that?! WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!"

W.E.S.L.E.Y.'s face suddenly popped up on her screen. ~its the location of a key character to the story lol~

Cretacia suddenly, and violently, pulled out a desk drawer and pulled out a pack of "Camel Crap Cigarettes" with a note that said "DR. Z" indicating that it was his. The hyperactive doctor suddenly grabbed a tiny golden bell and started ringing it and within seconds, a chibi sized Terry with a tray of Panty & Stocking DVD's balancing on top of his head came walking into the room. Terry stopped and stood beside the desk only for Cretacia to suddenly pull Terry up and hovered him over the pack of cigarettes. She then suddenly placed a hot pepper in the dinosaur's mouth and within seconds, Terry started spewing fire onto the pack and set it ablaze. Cretacia suddenly tossed Terry aside and glared at the wall behind her where a large pink stuffed bear with a depressed expression holding a heart that said "HUG ME I'M LONELY" was against the wall.

For a bizarre and unknown reason, Cretacia threw the flaming box of cigarettes into the stuffed bear, instantly setting it on fire. "Wow!" Cretacia gasped with a smile. The smoke then activated the fire alarm, causing an old fashioned bell alarm to start ringing all across the Backland. Unfortunately, the bell suddenly fell off the wall and crashed to the ground, earning an unamused look to be plastered all over her Cretacia's face. All of a sudden, she kicked the side of the desk as a button that said DO NOT PRESS ME! (that means you Ed) under a plastic lid suddenly appeared on the table. She quickly opened the lid and literally slammed her face on the button and fell to the ground.

Once more, the alarm started to blare all around the Backland, most notably inside Dr. Z's lab where a 10 x 10 panel of various alert signs with three of them lit up. "EMERGENCY ALERT! MR. MILLS HAS BEEN FOUND!" Cretacia's voice booms over the mic.

Dr. Z suddenly gawked at the panels. "Mr. Mills has been found?!" he repeats before bolting out the door, not before grabbing his Alpha Scanner which was hanging on the wall for some reason.

"REPORT TO THE WAR ROOM!" Cretacia booms over the intercom once more as Dr. Z ran down the hallway.

"We need to report to the war room!" he loudly repeats to no one.

"Hey! A little help here?!" shouts a feminine voice, prompting the old doctor to crook his head to the side where he saw Ursula struggling to own the door.

He shoved her aside and glared at her. "Stand back, nimrod. I got this." he says as he hovers his hand over the number panel. "1! 1! 1! Uuuuum, 1!"

*fart sound* ~lol u suck~ W.E.S.L.E.Y.'s says over the panel.

"Any other bright ideas?" Ursula sarcastically asks her adoptive father. Dr. Z said nothing, instead staring at Ursula with a deep in thought look, which only scared Ursula. "Wh- Why are you looking at me like that?" she mumbles in fear.

Meanwhile on the other side of the door, Reese and Zander were shown casually walking down the hallway to the war room like they were instructed. "You're from the future and you still use a mechanical bell for an alarm system?" Reese asks the tall man.

"Dr. Ancient is a very cheap man. He gave me a raise of $5 one time." Zander replies with a shrug.

"Wait, you use dollars?"

The door suddenly smashed opened as Dr. Z suddenly ran into the hallway carrying Ursula in his hands, using her as a bartering ram. By this point, he had already picked up speed and it was too late for him to stop unless he broke through another door. "INCOMIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!" Dr. Z yells as he charges toward the two.

The two adults looked behind and screamed in terror once they saw the mutant doctor charging at them with their friend in his arms. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Ursula, Zander and Reese screamed simultaneously.

The actual collision was unseen though as Dr. Z suddenly barged into the war room as he and the other three crashed onto the floor in a pile. Except for Reese who was sent flying into the room where she slid on the table where Cretacia, Ancient, Helga and Jonathan were standing by. "Hi." Reese says in a muffle due to being face first in the table.

"Hey." Ancient casually says.

"Would you stop stepping on my toes?!" Ursula asks loudly in the background.

"Sorry about that, Ursula. I didn't mean to-"

"Gimme your toes." Dr. Z suddenly interjects.

A short silence followed afterwards before Ursula spoke up once more. "I'm sorry, what-"

"Where's my scanner?" Dr. Z interjected once more.

"Don't just change the subject! Tell me what the hell you just-"

"EVERYONE!" Ancient suddenly yells, earning the rest's attention. The three Alpha Gang members stared at their employer like deer in headlights before they suddenly sat in their seats at lightning speeds, halos forming above their heads for dramatic effect. "Good. Wait… Where are Ed and the kids?"

"They're at the school dance." Reese answers, taking a seat next to Zander.

"Why is Ed at the dan- Oh yeah. He's the DJ. I forgot."

"Don't worry. I'll send them a text to meet us here immediately." Cretacia says as she pulls out a futuristic phone.


Back at the dance, Ed continued to DJ the party, currently bobbing his head up and down to the song currently playing. His phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket, prompting him to pull it out to read the message. "Wait? Now?! Of all times?!" he gasps after reading the contents.

He glanced over at Rex whom also received the text at the same time, the two meeting eye contact before the fat man turned his attention to the crowd. "Uh, excuse me everyone!" he calls out, stopping the music and the dance altogether. "I'm afraid I'm going to have to leave suddenly. Something important came up."

"Like what? Your 8 o'clock snack break, fatty?" insults a student.

Ed simply stared blankly at the student in silence before saying, "My dad died." A lie he thought up on the spot. Something that will DEFINITELY not happen in the future of the story. Seeing how Ed's dad is Dr. Z, he'll never die. Absolutely 50%!… That's called foreshadowing.

"Oh. Ok. Sorry." says the same student in an absolute emotionless tone.

Back on the other side of the gymnasium, Zoe had decided to sit with her other friend Amy to watch students bomb their comedy acts. Her phone suddenly vibrated in her dress pocket, prompting her to pick it up. "Hey, Amy." she says, earning her friend's attention. "I've gotta leave. It's super important."

"Sure." Amy replies as Zoe walks off.

Outside in the rain, Max was slumped up against the school wall when his phone vibrated in his pocket as well. He quickly checked it and sighed in defeat, picking himself up as he trudged his way to the school exit. The two of them both unexpectedly bumped into each other as they were heading to the exit, instantly making the moment awkward as Max glanced away while they exited the school. As they did, they passed the same girl trying to pass off baseball tickets to the dance at the beginning.

"These tickets are valuable! You should let me in!" the girl shouts at the ticket master.

"If you want to go to a Yankees game, sure." the Ticketmaster says.

"Me and my boyfriend are practically VIPs here!"

"I uh- I don't know her." her boyfriend lied.

Max and Zoe approached the parking lot where a black four door sedan with a yellow door drove up beside them with Ed as the driver and Rex sitting next to him. "You guys need a lift?" he asks the two. Without saying anything in response, the two entered the back of the vehicle and avoided eye contact. "So how was the dance?" Ed asks like a nosy dad.

"Just drive, Ed." Zoe mumbles.

Ed immediately took the hint and didn't even question their odd behavior and drove out of the parking lot.


Meanwhile, an awkward silence loomed over the war room in the Backland where everyone was currently waiting for the rest of the team to join them. Currently, Cretacia was filing her nails while Ursula was braiding her hair out of sheer boredom. Dr. Z was impatiently tapping his foot on the ground while Ancient was drinking a cup of coffee. After taking one taste of it, he squinted his eyes before suddenly pouring some whiskey into his coffee to give it some oomph. Zander meanwhile was busy scrolling on his phone.

"Did you hear about that building that blew up, like, two weeks ago?" Zander suddenly asks aloud.

"I- I heard of it but I wasn't here- It- It's pretty hard to not notice a missing building in the city." Ancient monotonously replies.

"Yeah, it, like, blew up for some reason. I don't know what happened."

"Did anyone die?" Reese suddenly asks in a calm tone.

"I mean, all they said was that a bunch of Russian mobsters died so it wasn't, you know, that bad."

Once more silence loomed over the area before Ancient awkwardly replied, "Okay?"

The automatic doors suddenly opened as Ed and the D-Kids entered the war room, with Max and Zoe having conflicted expressions on their faces. "There they are!" Cretacia exclaims in glee. "Look at my baby boy, dressed up for the winter formal… in… a beanie… What?"

"Ed, WHAT are you wearing?" Dr. Z asks with a cocked eyebrow. His dinosaur side suddenly took control. "You look absolutely ridiculously."

Ed however grew a smile on his face. "You like?" he asks. "It's my DJ outfit. I like it!"

"You look like you just came from the bargain bin." Dr. Z dryly says before his second personality took over. "You look like an idiot."

"Awww." Ed depressingly says as he hangs his head down low.

"Mom!" Rex suddenly cries out.

Cretacia turned to her son and practically shrieked once she saw her son dressed up, albeit not in a suit. "Oooh, look at my baby boy! All dressed up for the prom!" she excitedly yells.

"Winter formal." her son corrected.

"Tomato, potato. Anyway, where's you suit? You look like a DJ."

"I made him my assistant." Ed happily responds with a smile.

Cretacia just smiled even more. "Eeeee. My baby boy is a DJ! Where's the gold record, Rexypoo?"

"Rexypoo?" Max repeats in a mocking tone as he held in a laugh.

Rex merely blushed in embarrassment. "Moooooom. I told you not to call me that in front of my friends." he whines in a whispering tone.

"Ooh, I can't help it." she replies as she pat his head.

"Anyway, is it true? You found Mr. Mills?" Rex asks his parents.

In just a split second, his parents both grew serious expressions. "Not only have we found him but we have his location as well! We have his EXACT coordinates!" Ancient firmly says with a closed fist.

"Not just that, but we also got some new intel on the Grand Master's posse." Cretacia enthusiastically exclaims as she presses a button in her hand. At that moment, a hologram appeared in the middle of the table in the war room, featuring the photos the Spy Fly took of. "This," she says, pointing a meter stick to the picture of the unknown scientist in the lab coat. "is Mr. Mills. The facial reconstruction scan is a 99.9% match. But that's not all. Just look a little to the right."

"Why? What's on the right?" Max asks as he shifts his attention to the right, immediately spotting the photo of Seth. "It's Seth!" he shouts.

Just by saying his name, the Alpha Trio all shuddered in fear. "Not good." they say at same time huddling close to each other.

"Now we have confirmation that Seth is indeed back." Ancient replies as he takes the meter stick from his wife. "It appears that Mr. Mills is working for the Grand Master along with Seth. We have no idea why but this photo is confirmation nonetheless."

"So Mr. Mills betrayed us?" Rex asks in a visibly shocked tone.

"Well," his dad replies in uncertainty. "I'm not sure what his role or if his alliance with the Grand Master is legit or not but so far, we have confirmation that Mr. Mills is alive and in this time period. Along with Seth. Though how he was able to get back in this time period is a mystery."

"Ah!" Zoe suddenly exclaims, earning everyone's attention.

"What is it, Zoe?" Rex asks his friend.

Zoe quickly took off her goggles and handed them to Rex's father. "Remember that picture I took when the Backland was stolen and came back? The one with the two people flying?'

"I think I know what you're talking about." Dr. Ancient says as he lays the goggles on the table as said photo immediately showed up in hologram form seconds after. "One of them could be Seth. But the other one we still have no clue who it is."

"Maybe it's the Grand Master." Reese theorizes. "Think about it, we have solid proof that Seth is back and the only way for him to get back is through time travel from the photo Zoe took. If Seth is working for the Grand Master then we can probably assume the second person in the photo is the Grand Master."

"So the Grand Master took the Backland? Wouldn't that mean he was in this time period to begin with? And even so, how did he know how to work the Backland?" Ed asks, bringing up various good points.

"Wait!" Zander suddenly shouts, a horrific thought forming in his head. "You don't think… Mr. Mills is the Grand Master?! Do you?!"

"I never thought of it until now. Yikes." Ed whimpers in fear.

"No." Dr. Ancient immediately denies the theory. "I know Mr. Mills and he's not the type of person to help someone like the Grand Master let alone be him. My guess is that Mr. Mills must be helping the Grand Master out of necessity for his own life. Like he's being held hostage."

"That jerk!" Cretacia suddenly booms. "Forcing one of our friends to help with their evil goal! I just wanna tear the Grand Master a new one! And then fill it up and tear it down again!"

Ancient merely gave his wife an awkward look. "I really hope that doesn't have an adult themed meaning behind that." he says in a shivered tone.

"What about these guys?" Zoe asks, pointing to the four men in the other photo.

Ancient quickly isolated their faces and zoomed in on them before separating them into different photos showing only their faces. "The Spy Fly sent over some background information on them as well." he says, pulling up their personal information. "We all know Jericho. Apparently his name is Jericho Jones, all the way from Sydney, Australia. Leader of a notorious gang called the Dingos. Known for extorting the locals. They're pretty much the school yard bullies of the city. Says here he was arrested for grand larceny and did some time in prison… It also says here he escaped from prison and has fled Australia."

"Maybe that's why he was in Montana. Escaping from the law." Rex responds afterwards.

"The second one is also a bad puppy." Ancient continues, zooming in on Él Matacho's face. "Anselmo Ibarra, otherwise known as Él Matacho. Leader of the Mala Noche cartel in Mexico City. He mostly smuggles drugs, weapons, and even people, across the border from Mexico to Texas. He's apparently #15 on the FBI's most wanted list. Also says here the Mala Noche are an extremely violent gang yet Él Matacho tends to not hurt innocent people. At least he has a conscience. Doesn't help he's wanted by the FBI."

"Yeah, and working for the Grand Master provides him the best protection ever." Max spits out as if it was venom, a sinister tone in his voice as he angrily glared at the photo.

"Next is Ungaro Csonka." Ancient continues, moving over to Ungaro's picture. "Originally from Hungary who became a poacher for hire in Kenya. Apparently he's been imprisoned multiple times but somehow keeps getting out to poach more animals. Nothing interesting about him."

"What about the last guy? I've never seen him before." Ursula asks, pointing to Nick's face.

"Hey, that's the same guy I saw in Costa Rica talking to Él Matacho about the Dilophosaurus card." Max reveals, recognizing his face.

Ancient promptly tapped Nick's holographic face which brought up his rap sheet along with his mugshot.. "Name's Nicholas Roscoe." he begins. "Arrested for assault with a deadly weapon. Possession of a controlled substance. Dealing of a controlled substance. Possession of a concealed firearm. Known associates are the 5th Street Demon gang in Las Vegas. Small time dealer and did 7 out of 10 years at Southern Desert Correctional Facility and was released out on parole for, get this? 'good behavior'. His parole officer is gonna have a field day with him once he finds out he's been in and out of Vegas for a while. Apparently his nickname is 'Doc' for some reason."

"Soooooo… What's the connection between the four of them?" Reese asks the doctor.

"Other than all having records, nothing." Ancient replies. "They're from all over the world. Australia, Mexico, Kenya, Las Vegas. They're paths would never cross."

"So why are they now working together?" Dr. Z asks as he strokes his beard in thought.

"We know both Jericho and Él Matacho were working for the Fist in Costa Rica but now they switch sides." Zoe responds as Max plays with the hologram with his finger out of boredom.

"Yes, and why is that?" Dr. Z again asks.

"Maybe they were forced to? I don't know." Rex replies.

"Oh, hold on." Ancient suddenly speaks up. "I think I just found a connection between Roscoe and Jericho. They went to the same prison, except Jericho broke out two years before Roscoe was released."

"Maybe they were cellmates." Max scoffs.

"Either way, you should be expecting them when you go to rescue Mr. Mills." Ancient tells the two teams.

"And where is Mr. Mills anyway? We were called here because you found his exact coordinates." Max says.

Ancient quickly brought up Mr. Mill's photo as well as the previous coordinates. "He's currently in Tacoma in the state of Washington." he replies.

Zoe perked up once she heard the state name. "Washington?" she asks. "That's the first destination we teleported to to get the Calamosaurus card when you guys came back from the future. Except it was Monroe, not Tacoma."

"I remember it clearly." Bartholomew suddenly says, taking over Dr. Z's body momentarily. "The forest was perfect for hunting unsuspecting prey, pouncing them, mauling them, consuming their flesh as their blood drips from my snout." Bartholomew suddenly licked his lips before drooling uncontrollably. "You're making me want to go back to hunt some of those 'deer' you mammals call."

"Ooookaaaay, entered a new level of sadistic uncomfortability. Remind me to never get lost in the woods with Dr. Z." Ursula shudders in fear as she scoots a few steps back.

"Do you think that's a coincidence?" Rex asks Zoe in response.

Zoe rubbed her chin as she went into thought, though her answer was interrupted by Dr. Z, whom suddenly popped up in between them with the same flash bang he stole from the pawn shop earlier in his hand. "Nevermind the coincidences." he interjects. "What matters is that we need to get Mr. Mills so he can continue working on all of my projects I need help on! And speaking of projects." The crazed doctor went to press a button on his Alpha Scanner only to realize he was holding the flashbang in his hand, preventing him from doing so. "Here, hold this." he says as he carelessly tosses the object to Max, whom fumbled with it momentarily. The crazed doctor suddenly pushed a button on his Alpha Scanner, instantly turning Terry into a card. "It's time to test my new Super Alpha Upgrader on our boy Terry."

Dr. Z approached a giant machine covered in a blanket that he quickly ripped off before powering it on as the engines purred loudly. "What is that?" Max asks the scientist.

"This my boy is my brand new invention that will surely help me with my goal to become Dinosaur King! Nyahahahahahaha! Oh, and uh, upgrade our dinos too as well." He lazily adds with a wave of his hand. "I 'appropriated' that idiot Wrench's designs and perfected them to create a machine that will amplify our dinosaurs' elemental and physical capabilities. Much like Spiny we should be able to 'superize' as I like to call it our dinosaurs to become stronger, faster, and more endurable. And what better way than to test it on Terry! Let's go!"

Dr. Z suddenly slammed the card into the machine's slot and quickly pulled the lever, instantly turning on the machine as a mad smile grew on his face. "Hehehehehehe. Hahahahahahaha. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" he laughs maniacally.

The machine lit up as Terry's card suddenly began to glow inside it while the engines continued to roar as loud as possible. By this point, everyone hid either behind Helga, Jonathan, or the table to avoid getting blasted by the inevitable explosion. Dr. Z meanwhile continued to laugh like an absolute madman as the machine's glow reflected from his eyeballs.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HAHAHAHA! HAHA! Ha! Hahahaha…" Dr. Z's enthusiasm slowly left as he too embraced himself for the explosion, quickly turning his head the other way.

The machine continued to whir loudly before suddenly the light died down followed by a DING! sound like that of a toaster oven. Dr. Z opened his eyes to see his machine was still intact, a bright smile forming in his face afterwards. "Ooh, that looks good." he says happily as he opens the machine.

Everyone else peeked out from their respective covers and observed Dr. Z pulling out Terry's card which appeared to look normal and unchanged. "Weird." Ursula mumbles, confused by the lack of an explosion.

"BEHOLD!" Dr. Z shouts, revealing Terry's new card.

Instead of a red Tyrannosaurus appearing on the card's picture, Terry now had a new change of color scheme of orange, yellow, and black with the colors designed to look like flames all over his body. Needless to say, this went unimpressed by everyone in the room, aside from his three lackeys.

"You've done it again, doctor!" Ursula praises the man.

"Hurray for Dr. Z!" Ed and Zander cheered simultaneously.

"You changed his color. What? You had a problem with his skin color before?" Max asks, purposely trying to provoke the doctor.

Instead of yelling barbarically at the teen, Dr. Z just blankly stared at him for a few seconds before saying, "Shhhh. You. Shh."

Ancient suddenly spoke up. "Forgive my skepticism, doctor-"

"No." Dr. Z instantly interrupted.

"-but how does changing Terry's hide color make him stronger?"

"Ahhkk!" Dr. Z scoffs in response. "As usual Dan you have no faith in me nor any sort of patience. Typical. You should be ashamed of yourself. Calm down, Bartholomew. Anyway, Danny-boy, once Terry is summoned, he will be much stronger than he was before. And what perfect way than to summon him on this mission! Ursula! Zander! And Ed. Make good use of Terry and complete your mission!" He orders, shoving his Alpha Scanner and Terry's card into Ursula's chest. "If I find out you failed in the slightest, I will not hesitate to stop Bartholomew from chewing on your bones once he's done eating you!"

The Alpha Trio gulped in utter fear at the same time in response before putting on brave faces. "You can count on us, doctor!" Ursula nervously exclaims as the three salute their leader.

"Excellent! Dan!" Dr. Z shouts at the paleontologist.

"What is it?" Ancient tiredly asks.

"Let's hurry up and 'rescue' Mr. Mills so I can continue with upgrading the rest of our dinos. Let's go!" Dr. Z enthusiastically exclaims with a pumped fist.

However, no one moved a muscle nor said anything in response, only blankly staring at the crazed doctor with empty expressions. "Are you supposed to-"

Dr. Ancient was suddenly knocked to the ground by a book thrown by Dr. Z for some obscure reason.


The lights to the D-Lab were suddenly turned on as all the computers came to life with Reese immediately getting behind the main supercomputer and starting it up. Instantly, W.E.S.L.E.Y.'s dumb grin showed up on the computer monitor, the D-Lab's A.I. coming to life as well.

"W.E.S.L.E.Y.," Reese begins. "start the teleporter."

~wat is the password?~

"The password is 'shut up and start the teleporter." Reese angrily replies to the A.I.

~i'm sorry but that is not the password.~ Reese suddenly slammed her fist on the side of the monitor, briefly glitching the A.I. for a short moment. ~access granted.~

"Alright everyone," Ancient begins. "this is going to be serious. Rex. Max. Zoe. Ursula. Zander… oh and Ed, this will be the biggest mission you guys will ever be on… Okay, well not as big as saving the universe from the Space Pirates but it's on the scale. You are presumably going to the Grand Master's main lair. No doubt it will be heavily guarded with not only the Four Horseman but also the Grand Master's men. So be careful and remember, bring back Mr. Mills."

"Who's the Four Horsemen?" Ed asks with a raised hand.

Ancient just lidded his eyes in response. "It was- It was Cheryl's idea."

"It fits so well!" Cretacia could be heard in the background.

"Teleporter is ready. Just stand on it and you'll be good to go." Reese tells the two teams.

Zander suddenly grabbed her hands, causing her to slightly blush in response. "Don't worry, my angel, I'll be back sooner than you know it. My love for you will guide me through the battlefield to safety. And I will-"

A book was suddenly thrown at the tall man, knocking him to the ground as well as interrupting his speech. It was revealed that Ursula had thrown the book with Zoe looking up at her with an impressed expression. "Thanks." she tells the greenette.

"Don't mention it." Ursula replies.

"Remember," Ancient says once more. "I want Mr. Mills back alive. Do whatever you need to do to bring him back. I don't care what it takes… You guys come back home in one piece."

"Yes, sir!" the A-Trio simultaneously cry out while saluting.

"Don't worry, Dad." Rex says with a confident grin. "We're gonna bring Mr. Mills back and we'll finally have everyone back together again. Believe in us."

Ancient knelt down on one knee and placed a comforting hand on his son's shoulder. "Rex," he says with a smile. "I always believe in you."

Rex smiled warmly as did his father, the two momentarily embracing each other in a hug that only lasted a few seconds. "Do it, Reese." Rex firmly says to the blonde.

Reese looked down at the control panel and hovered her finger over the teleport button, ready to teleport the two teams to the Grand Master's hideout and rescue the last of the Backland's crew.

All it would take now was one push of a button.


While the two teams prepared themselves for the rescue mission, things at the Grand Master's hideout were still as slow as ever with many of the guards not really guarding and mostly screwing around. By now, Seth had already brought out the 'Four Horseman' as Cretacia dubbed the four from the secret lab and back on top of the surface. "The Grand Master is expecting all of you to put it into double time if he wants his operation completed within the due limit." Seth instructs the four as they walk through the main floor of the warehouse.

"You're acting as if it's a school project." Ungaro sarcastically tells the man.

"Aw man. I'm too high to work on a school project." Nick says as he asymmetrically blinks.

"The Grand Master has a tight schedule and it's mostly for his own worries… Don't ask why. I don't know either." Seth replies.

"Question." Ungaro says with a raised hand.

"What is it?"

The poacher lowered his hand. "What happens if things don't go according to plan like they usually do?" he asks.

"Amigo brings up a good point." Él Matacho compliments.

"Then we try to keep on track and try not to get distracted." Seth answers, turning to face the men. "However, due to the Grand Master's tight security as well as isolated location, I highly doubt the plans will change. Nothing short of the unexpected can ruin the motion in these plans."

As if God was listening to him, the D-Team and the Alpha Gang had teleported right in the middle of the warehouse, immediately startling everyone as all eyes were now on them. As per usual, the teleported had teleported them ten feet above the ground, except Zander was the only one to not land on his feet, instead crashing to the ground.

"Ow." he mutters.

"Alright!" Ed enthusiastically exclaims with a confident grin. "We're here at the Grand Master's hideout! Nothing can stop us now!"

At this moment, the six humans realized where they were.

"Crap." Ed mumbles immediately afterwards.

Needless to say, everyone was caught off guard by the sudden intrusion of the group of six, not even expecting them to teleport right in the middle of the base let alone teleport in general. Even the two teams were taken surprised by the fact they were immediately surrounded by thugs with dumbfounded expressions on their faces.

"Um…" Zander stupidly says, not knowing how to break the awkward silence.

Rex immediately grabbed his DinoShot and readied it, quickly examining his surroundings to see if they could take on this amount of people. He scanned the area until he eventually met eyes with… him. The two males stared at each other, never imagining they would ever see each other again, and yet here they were in the same room staring at one another again.

"Seth." Rex mutters in a venomous tone.

The others turned to where the blonde was staring at, only now noticing the blue haired man with a slight stubble in an overcoat staring right back at them. "Rex Ancient… How've you been?" Seth asks in his usual, mysterious tone.

"Not that great since you've returned." Rex grimly replies as he readies his DinoShot.

"Hmm." Seth hummed in response, as if he was amused by the teen's reply. He turned his attention to the other five members. "Maxwell… And Zoe. It's been too long since we last saw each other. I'll admit I missed you three."

"It's- It's Maximus not Maxwell… you stupid idiot." Max insults harshly for no other reason than it being Seth.

"I wish we could keep it that way." Zoe spits out like poison, her day already ruined just by looking at Seth's face.

"Ursula. Zander. And even Eddie himself. My old friends." Seth greets with a smile.

A smile the three did not return. "Save it, Seth!" Ursula shouts at the blue haired man.

"Yeah, we don't care about you anymore after you betrayed us so many times!" Zander yells as well.

"I'm indifferent to be honest." Ed reveals, earning a smack from Ursula. "Ow!"

"You… know these guys, Seth?" Él Matacho asks his ally.

Seth kept his focus on the two teams in front of them. "We were once allies… But that was in the past and this is the present. Times have changed."

"Can't say the same for you." Rex responds, glaring daggers at the man. "Stealing back the dinosaur cards for what? For your twisted dream? What is this time, Seth? Rule the world with dinosaurs and have you as it's king? Whatever it is, we'll stop you."

"It's nice you still kept your sense of humor. Because from where I'm standing," At that moment, every single thug aimed their rifles at the six members. "you won't be able to stop what'll be coming to you in a few seconds. Don't worry, Rex… I'll be sure to tell your father you didn't suffer. I'll tell him personally and you'll see him again… Just not in the land of the living."

The army of thugs cocked their guns while some grinned menacingly at the six humans, some even giggling as they hovered their fingers over the triggers, waiting for the orders to open fire at them. Even though he didn't want to admit it, Rex knew they were pretty much screwed, not having time to even summon a dinosaur to help defend him and his friends. There was absolutely nothing they could do.

However, only three men looked opposed to the idea of killing the two teams. "Uh, Seth." Ungaro speaks up. "You uh, you sure this is a good idea?"

"They have kids, dude! Are you crazy?!" Nick shouts at the man.

"Amigo," Él Matacho sternly calls out. "do NOT do this. It will be on your conscience for the rest of your life. At least spare the niños. We don't need their blood on our hands."

"You're the head of a cartel, Anselmo… Since when did you grow a heart? Besides…" Seth leaned into the man's ear. "it's not like I want to do this. Believe me… I would spare them if I could… but we have our orders… This is the Grand Master's doing, not mine." he whispered into the gentleman's ear, making sure no one else heard him.

Él Matacho was taken by surprise by the sudden shift of morals from Seth of all people, so much that he spaced out to figure out what the blue haired man meant. "Oi!" shouts an Australian voice, stopping everyone in their tracks. "If anyone is gonna give the order to shoot, it oughta be me. I've been waitin' for this moment for a long time, drongos." Jericho sinisterly says to the group.

The six members huddled up together, with the Alpha Trio shielding the D-Team to at least take some of the bullets in order to protect the kids. A noble act by their once enemies, an act they didn't think twice about and acted out of instinct, their morals kicking in as they stood their ground. Although they looked to be fearless, deep down, they were scared to the bone, yet they still kept their fearless looks on their faces. Max turned to Zoe who was shaking in her place, currently hiding behind Ursula while the other two covered the remaining members of the D-Team. The last thought that Max wanted to have was about Zoe with a smile, so he turned his head away to avoid seeing her like this. Not like this he thought to himself, not like this.

"Ready!" Jericho shouts at the thugs. The armed men all aimed their rifles at the group once more. The D-Team shut their eyes as tight as possible while the Alpha Gang glared daggers towards Seth. "Aim!"

"It's been nice knowing you kids." Ursula tells the D-Team with a smile. "Persistent enemies to valiant allies… I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble in the past."

"Sorry for calling you an old lady… Ursula." Zoe responds back as a tear escapes her eye.

A tear escaped from Ursula's eye as well before returning back to defend the three kids from the barrage of bullets that were about to come. Max instinctively placed his hands inside his pocket where he suddenly felt something inside. Pulling out the object, he realized that it was the same flashbang Dr. Z gave him before he left, having long forgotten he had accidentally kept it in his pocket. As soon as he saw the grenade, an idea sparked in his head and pretty much like every single one of Max's ideas, he had no thoughts in his head and instead just took action.

He suddenly stood up from the middle of the group and pulled the pin of the flashbang. "Brosaju stan granatu! (Throwing stun grenade!)" Max yells out in Russian as he tosses the flashbang high in the air.

The grenade landed directly in front of Jericho a few thugs, the sudden appearance and shouting having distracted them long enough to halt the execution. For a while, silence loomed over the area as everyone just blankly stared at the flashbang, at first not knowing what was lying in front of them until the very last second.

"Is that a flash-"

*BAAAAAAAAAAAAAANG!*

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" shouts various thugs as they were immediately deafened and blinded at the same time.

"Son of bitch! Aaaaah!" Nick yells as he grabs his ringing ears.

Every single thug in close proximity of the flashbang were instantly incapacitated as they fell to the ground to hold their ringing ears, having dropped their weapons while some fell to the ground due to the blast. Rex quickly stood up with his DinoShot in his hand. "Quick! Summon your dinos!" he yells as he quickly summons his carnivorous ally.

"Here we go!" Max yells as he and Zoe summon their partners as well.

As soon as the armed men gained consciousness again, they were immediately greeted by prehistoric beasts, either roaring in their faces or swinging their tails to knock them away. "What the hell?! Now THEY have dinosaurs?! What's going on?!" Nick yells as this was the first time seeing a dinosaur other than from Seth.

"Shoot the beasts!" Jericho orders his men. Unfortunately for him, the armed criminals were too scared by the dinosaurs as they quickly ran away from the scene, much to Jericho's anger. "What're you doing?! Shoot the damn thing!" He quickly turned around only to be greeted by Ace roaring directly into his face, but instead of cowering away in fear, he glared directly into the carnivore's eyes and sternly stated, "I'm not afraid of death."

Jericho was suddenly pushed into cover by Ungaro as the two hid behind a couple of boxes before the poacher quickly retreated, smart enough to not get in a one on one with a dinosaur. Eventually, the entire room was cleared as only the dinosaurs were present, the armed criminals having retreated deeper into the building to either cower or bunker down or to retrieve weapons for defense. Instead of retreating himself, Seth instead began to slow clap to his enemies, applauding them for their sudden surprise that saved their lives.

"Impressive, I might say." he compliments before suddenly glaring down at the group, pulling out his black version of the D-Team's Dino Holder. "But not impressive enough. I find it a bit unfair that you three have your dinosaurs out on the field while we're left with none… until now. So, let me introduce you to our own dinosaur we have in our ranks! Something that will surely bring the fear of God in you all! Albertosaurus, come forth and destroy!"

Seth slashed a Fire card into the Dino Holder as a fully grown Albertosaurus was suddenly summoned onto the field, roaring into the air to announce his entrance. "Where did he get that card?!" Zoe loudly asks at the sudden appearance of the carnivore.

"Kenya." Nick mutters, recognizing the dinosaur from the country.

"That's not all." Seth says with a smirk, pulling out a Fire move card. "Allow me to demonstrate Alberta's raw power. Go, Flare Sword!"

The Albertosaurus glowed red before conjuring up a literal sword made out of fire from it's mouth before slicing Paris with it which resulted in her immediately getting turned into a card, showing just how powerful both it and it's move card was. "Paris!" Zoe cries out as she goes to retrieve her partner.

"What move was that?!" Max loudly questions, never having seen that move before.

"An all new kind of move card. One that plagiarizing moronic doctor of your would never come up on his own." Seth explains while insulting Dr. Z, whom wasn't present at the time.

Something which angered the Alpha Trio. "Hey! Don't insult Dr. Z when he's not even here!" Ursula yells at the blue haired man.

"Low blow, Seth! Even for you!" Ed yells as well.

Rex just dumbly glanced at the trio. "Are you for real?" he asks them, wondering if they had forgotten the worse acts that Seth has committed in the past.

Seth suddenly turned to Él Matacho. "Call the Grand Master and tell him we have visitors." he orders the man.

Él Matacho pulled out a walkie talkie and quickly turned it on. "Gran Maestre. Those niños are here with their dinosaurios. What do we do?" he asks his boss.

And a response quickly came from him. "I think it's time we release those three from their cells. They've been cooped up there long enough. It's time we get our much needed muscle." the Grand Master answers.

Él Matacho grew a startled expression upon hearing this. "Señor, are you sure?" he cautiously asks. "Those winged demonios look terrifying. Especially the red one."

"That's not a suggestion. Do it." the Grand Master firmly says.

Él Matacho gulped in response. "Sí, señor." he obliged as he puts his walkie talkie away.

With that, the middle aged man quickly retreated, leaving the battle back to the D-Team and Seth. "This ends now, Seth! Whatever you and the Grand Master are planning stops here!" Rex yells at the man.

"Naïve, child." Seth harshly replies. "This is only the beginning of the Grand Master's Grand Scheme."

Max pointed to the man. "Since when did you follow orders? Last time you betrayed both the Alpha Gang and the Space Pirates! Now we're just gonna believe that you're following some random guy's orders without betraying him?! Tell us, what do you have in store?!"

"You only know half the puzzle, Maxwell… I have the full picture… I'm sure you'd understand if you did the same." Seth vaguely replies.

"Like hell! Chomp, send that Albertosaurus back to the Cretaceous period!" Max orders his Triceratops, whom yells in response.

"Not so fast! Flare Sword!" Seth cries out as he activates the move card again.

Once more, the Albertoasurus conjured up a sword made out of pure fire but this time, Max had a plan to counter it. "Lightning Strike!" he yells out as he activates his own move card. A ball of electricity formed in between Chomp's horns before he fired it at the carnivore, successfully interrupting the fire attack while also knocking it away into a wall where it roared in pain.


While this was going on, Él Matacho had reached the basement of the hideout, having entered a dark corridor where he approached what appeared to be a large jail cell. He pulled out a set of keys before banging on the bars, waking up the unknown prisoners inside. "Wake up." he tells them as he unlocks the cells. "This is your lucky day… You're going to help us and if you're smart, you'll know not to disobey the Grand Master. You've seen what he can do and how fast he can take a person's life. So get up, you're much needed muscle is much needed now… piratas."

The prisoners suddenly opened their eyes, revealing that were three of them: a woman, a large muscular man, and a lanky fellow with glowing yellow, red, and blue eyes respectively.


Back at the dinosaur battle, Chomp and Ace were thrown hard against the wall while the Albertosaurus roared triumphantly in the air. "This is bad." Rex mutters.

"No doubt Seth engineered that dinosaur to be stronger than before." Zoe spits out like it was venom.

"I assure you I did no such thing." Seth reassures the teens.

"Yeah, right. Like we're gonna believe you!" Max yells at the man. "Alright, Chomp! Let's give it our all! Let's do a fusion move!"

"Right!" Rex exclaims as he grabs his move card.

Unfortunately, before they could activate the fusion move, the floor started to shake like there was an earthquake, knocking the Alpha Trio off balance as they fell to the ground behind the teens. "What's that?!" Zoe yells in confusion.

Right at that moment, the floor suddenly exploded as three winged creatures flew high into the air, their silhouettes behind the smoke. Despite their appearance being masked by the smoke, the two teams instantly knew who they were based on the wings alone.

"Are they-?!" Max wonders loudly in shock.

"No, it can't be!" Rex dumbfoundedly says.

"Oh, but it is." says a familiar nazily voice as the smoke dissipates.

When the smoke cleared, the three figures were eventually revealed to be none other than the Space Pirates. "Shear!" Zoe yells out.

"And Foolscap!" Rex announces.

"And Gabbro!" Max finishes.

"But how?! How are they here?!" Ursula exclaims in shock as Ed and Zander embrace themselves in fear.

"Does that mean Spectre is here too?!" Zander quivers.

It wasn't just the D-Team and Alpha Gang that were taken by surprise by the sudden appearance by the aliens. Even Seth's own allies' were taken aback by their sudden appearance. "What the hell are those things?!" Nick yells, being the first time he's ever seen the Space Pirates.

"Demons! They're demons! They came straight from hell!" Ungaro shouts in fear as he hugs Nick for comfort, much to the man's chagrin.

"Get off me!"

"What the bloody hell…" Jericho mutters as he stares up in awe at the floating pirates.

"Did you miss us, human brats?" Shear arrogantly asks with her signature smirk.

"Yeah, we're back and we have a vengeance for you, landlubbers." Foolscap taunts the humans.

"No amount of screaming and yelling will stop us from pulverizing you." Gabbro states as he cracks his huge knuckles.

The Alpha Trio gulped in response. "What're they doing here, Seth?!" Max yells at the blue haired man.

"Same as everyone else around here. Working for the Grand Master and his grand scheme." Seth answers before turning to the humanoid aliens. "Speaking of which. I think it's time you show off our other new dinosaurs in our ranks."

"Ranks? What ranks? All I see are a bunch of puny looking humans with guns." Gabbro asks as he scratches his head.

"He means our dinos, knucklehead." Foolscap insults as he puts on a gauntlet-like device.

"Since we don't have our summoners anymore, we'll just have to use these gauntlets the Grand Master gave us." Shear says as she puts on hers as well.

"Oh right. I forgot." Gabbro says as he too puts on his gauntlet.

"What're those things?" Rex asks in shock.

"They're called the Elemental Gauntlets." Seth replies. "Engineered and created by the Grand Master himself, able to summon any dinosaur of any element. Pirates, why don't you demonstrate this to the enemy?"

"We don't take orders from you, Seth." Foolscap rudely spits out.

Seth glared at the humanoid. "Do you want me to bring the Grand Master here instead?" he threatens.

A threat that was successful as the three Space Pirates suddenly froze in fear just by the mere mention of the name. "Uh, n-no! That's quite alright!" Foolscap nervously replies.

"Y-Yeah! No need to get him involved!" Shear adds.

The D-Team couldn't help but get confused on why they were suddenly afraid in a split second. "Are they scared of the Grand Master?" Zoe wonders.

"Just who is he that 's able to make those guys scared like babies?" Max also wonders.

The three Space Pirates suddenly pulled out three dinosaur cards from their pockets. "Time to test this bad boy out." Shear says as she slashes her dinosaur card into the gauntlet. "Come out, Chasmosaurus!"

"Let's not forget my Scolosaurus!" Foolscap adds as he activates his card as well.

And finally, Gabbro summoned his own dinosaur as well. "And to spice things up, I'll summon this Giganotosaurus as well." he says as he activates the card.

Three colored lights emitted from their gauntlets as the three dinosaurs were spawned into existence, all roaring into the air: the Chasmosaurus, Scolosaurus, and the Giganotosaurus.

"Wait! Those are the cards that were stolen from the Backland!" Rex recognizes in an instant.

"And there's more!" Shear exclaims as she and the other two summon three more dinosaurs.

Shear summoned the Corythosaurus while Foolscap summoned the Irritator and Gabbro summoned the dreaded Dilophosaurus. "Like our new dinos, kiddies?" Foolscap tauntingly asks.

All six dinosaurs roared into the air as both Chomp and Ace backed up in fear, due to being heavily outnumbered. "They have the stolen cards!" Ed yells out as he points to the dinosaurs.

"Can things get any worse?!" Zander rhetorically asks as he and the other two embrace themselves in fear.

As if God had answered his question, the muffled sounds of helicopters approaching were heard as everyone went quiet to get a better hear of it. "Are those helicopters?" Ursula wonders aloud.

"What's a helicopter?" Gabbro asks as he scratches his head.

Right at that moment, a thug came running into the building with a terrified expression on his face. "Seth! Seth! We got choppers flying towards us! They look military!" he informs the blue haired man.

"What's a military?"

Foolscap and Shear facepalmed in response to their colleague's idiocy.

All of a sudden, the doors of the building were blasted open as several Black Eagle soldiers began to raid the warehouse, all armed to the teeth. "Breaching! Breaching!"

"Go! Go! Go!"

The ceiling of the building suddenly exploded as several Black Eagle soldiers rappelled down into the building as several helicopters hovered overhead. Soon, the entire warehouse was full of Black Eagle soldiers as they instantly aimed their guns at the dinosaurs, deeming them the most dangerous out of everyone else in the building for obvious reasons.

Ursula however glared at her adoptive sibling. "You just had to open your mouth, didn't you?!" she yells as she slaps him upside the head.

"Who are these guys?" Foolscap wonders as he looks down at the soldiers in black clothing.

"Attention, hostiles!" shouts a booming voice from above. Everyone looked up to see Blaise standing at the hole of the ceiling wielding a megaphone in her hand with Wrench standing next to her. "My name is Commander Blaise of Black Eagle Security! I am under direct order of the Fist to either detain or neutralize you all! Surrender your arms and dinosaurs or you will all be executed! You are officially being raided! May God be with you all!"

With that, Blaise carelessly tossed the megaphone aside as every Black Eagle soldier cocked their weapons at the enemy. It wasn't just Seth and the Space Pirates the D-Team had to be worried about now, but also Black Eagle as well. In just a second, every enemy the D-Team had encountered were all in the same room… and they were completely surrounded.

"Now what?" Max wonders to his best friend.

"I… I don't know." Rex replies.

With Black Eagle surrounding them from all sides and the Space Pirates sudden appearance with their new dinosaurs as well as Seth and his Albertosaurus, the D-Team and Alpha Gang were completely outnumbered.

It would take nothing short of a miracle to save them now.


(Part 1 of Act 1's finale is here and oooooh boy it's a doozy. The Space Pirates are back and Black Eagle have made their move. At this point, it's a Mexican standoff between the two enemy factions and the Grand Master has yet to reveal himself… for now.

Next chapter will be Part 2 of Act 1's finale. Get ready folks cuz this is where things start getting intense.)