While they were at Section 8 showing Marx, Lamni, Reflec, Talpi and Tro the sights, as if right on cue, the squad heard an exploding sound and saw 5 figures flying into the air… right before starting to come down towards Daruizen!
"Shit, look out!" Voidlon tried to warn him. But unfortunately, it was to no avail. Try as Daruizen would run out of the landing zone, he was brought to the ground when the newcomers crashed on top of him. The squad winced at the impact. "Ooooh… that's gotta hurt," Dabi said.
"Ok, what are we looking at now?" Mystle asked as they stared at the newcomers.
One was an anthropomorphic duck with white plumage, a yellow-orange bill, legs of the same color, light blue eyes, and a short tuft of feathers on his head, visible under his hat. He wore a blue hat, which resembled a beret, had a belt in place of a normal brim, and sported a zipper that spanned the length of the hat. His high-collared jacket was navy blue with sky blue lining and cuffs. There were three pouches, all of which were blue with yellow lining, along the middle of the jacket; the center pouch was secured by a flap, while the other two used silver zippers. The middle pouch was framed by two other silver zippers that spanned the entire length of the jacket, from the top of the collar to the bottom. He had a short, blue cape with yellow lining that he wore draped over his shoulders, kept in place by a silver strap. He also wore a thick, gold bangle on each of his wrists, and had on no pants. Another was a green alligator with yellow eyes. He wore a purple pinstripe suit, with a matching top hat adorned with several unique playing cards. He carried a cane made of black material, topped with a glowing skull. Another is a tiger with orange fur striped with black markings. The pads of his hands and feet are covered with white fur as well as the bottom half of his muzzle. He wore a pair of grey ataman pants, forest green shoes with sage socks, and a long jade hooded robe with a darker green border and bright highlights on the shoulders and back. Around his waist he wore a sash decorated with a serpentine dragon. Another was a goblin that was surprisingly beautiful. And the last was a man with red skin, dark brown hair and a similar coloured beard. Both his hair and beard appear to have flames at the tips and wore a simple white shirt, black trousers which are held by red suspenders, and red boots. He also has a long chain bound to each arm via a shackle. And with them was a clown, hippoman, slime monster, long-eared girl with black hair, and a pale dusty monster. The last was a girl with long, grayish hair, as well as fair skin, blemished with freckles on her face, and pink eyes. Her attire consists of a red dress donned with black feathers and black, thigh-high boots.
The duck appeared dazed from the fall, but the moment he recovered as the other nine woke up and stumbled around, he saw Voidlon's sword and exclaimed, "The key!"
Just, then, the girl woke up and looked at the squad, before giggling. "Yes! Yes! Yes! I finally get a chance to finish Jude's little group off! And it's not even my birthday!"
But before more could be said, the entire group felt the ground shaking beneath them. Then, large pillars emerged from the ground, blocking all exits and trapping them inside. And atop the pillars appeared more Soldiers! Finding themselves surrounded once more, the group readied themselves for battle, and the duck did the same, wielding a staff; the handle was black with a gold pommel and a white ring near the tip and base. The lower half of the staff's head was bent and blue and had a blue "collar" with white edges folded over it. The upper half sported a brown hat with a long, curled tip and a black, silver-buckled belt around it.
"You kids should stay back!" The duck told the other four, a rather raspy voice coming out of his beak. "I'll handle this!"
"Shit! The fuck did Pierre put in the drinks?!" The gator man said, charging a spell in his staff.
"We can handle ourselves just fine!" Daki replied. "Oh great, here comes the clown parade."
"Wait, let me guess Red Dress' name! Is it Nadia L. Travis?" Voidlon said, as Agria frowned. "It's Agria the Shadowless, of the Chimeriad now!"
The others wouldn't have even bothered to turn and look for the bright flash of rainbow light behind them. By the time they'd all refocused their attentions, Marx had changed entirely, now about the size of a large bat, with bugging eyes and a slick tongue. Wings of bone ripped their way out of his body, filling themselves with hexagonal feathers of multicolored light.
"I haven't had new toys to play with in so long!" Marx cackled.
The fight commenced as it often had before, with the squad bum rushing anything in sight, as they shot, burned and slashed their way through the enemies, taking out some, but not all, of the Soldiers. That was before the duck assisted them by firing fireballs from his staff as the goblin started stabbing at random as a small owl/bear thing started ripping apart the Heartless, taking out the Soldiers in one hit each time as Marx shot beams of light or explosive beach balls at any Heartless in the way.
"Outstanding!" Ridley actually was impressed by the duck's weapon of choice. "Seems you have magic too."
"Thanks, I– wak?" The talking mallard was about to reply to the space dragon before being confused by what he said.
"We'll talk later!" Ridley told him. "Just keep firing."
Eventually, thanks to their combined efforts, all of the Soldier Heartless were wiped out, and a mess of green spheres alongside yellow-and-blue spheres were left in the wake. Collecting them to recover their worn spirits, the entire group gathered together once again, newcomers included.
"Please tell me that we got the leader in all of that." The red man requested after wiping sweat from his brow. "Cause if not, I'm gonna be pissed!"
"Um…" Hime was looking up and shaking. "I think the leader just arrived!"
Everyone looked up and gasped in alarm. Falling from the sky were five pieces of large armor pieces that clanged on the ground before floating in the air. The pieces ended up coming together before landing on the ground with a stomp once again. The body was divided into several pieces — a body, two arms, and two legs — none of which were directly connected to each other and all of which could apparently act independently of the other. The torso was vaguely hourglass-shaped and was violet with a lilac, diamond pattern around its waist, and light black additives. The Heartless emblem was emblazoned in the center of the armor. Both of the gauntlets were violet with wide wrists and three lilac, segmented fingers. The legs were short, violet and ended in large, hammer-like, black feet. All of the pieces of the armor seemed to be hollow. Then a helmet landed on the torso, forming a head and completing the menacing dark knight-like appearance. The helmet was violet, spherical, and sported three silver spikes and a silver faceplate with several holes in it.
"Ha! Called it, we're dealing with a classic knightmare!" The clown said.
"Yeah, I think that's it." Agria definitely could tell with this giant metallic monster. "Now then, let's dance."
"Damnit, Chuckles, why did you say that you called it?!?!" The red man shouted. "I told you I'll get wine to hell if you kill Klutzy!"
"I propose we murder Chuckles." The slime said.
"Honestly, we could, but he's useful, in that we need more morale boosters." Voidlon said.
"Watch out! Here it comes!" Roman warned as it stomped towards them.
[ oh fuck ]
[where we going?!]
[aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa]
[what? Where they go?]
The giant armor took heavy steps forward, and the whole party split up in different directions in order to attack it from all sides. The ranged fighters and the duck were already firing at its legs as the melee fighters tried going for the arms. However, it seemed damage was minimal, as the armor didn't show much reaction to getting hit. Instead, its gauntlets began orbiting around the body, spinning fast enough to knock the four melee fighters away, even cutting at them with its sharp fingers. Sadly, not even range seemed to work for the other three as the armor's pieces all suddenly shot into the air before crashing near them to hit them with the impact as well.
"Geez, what's it take to put a dent in this thing's metal hide?" Voidlon asked.
"We'll need to limit its attacks!" The tiger had also been observing the giant Heartless the whole time, trying to get a good read on it. "Try aiming for the Guard Armor's hands first!"
"'Guard Armor'?" The duck asked.
"It's a large set of armor based on knights. Fitting, huh?" The tigerman replied.
The gauntlets then clutched its fingers, forming fists as they began punching the ground and making their way towards the ranged heroes. However, Yuina fortunately managed to deflect one of the blows and send one of the arms to the ground, stunned. This gave the group an opportunity to whale away at it. After enough blows, the gauntlet was finally destroyed, turning to smoke and leaving behind a mass of green spheres, which the group desperately needed.
"Alright, we know our plan for this!" Iona found this to be a good sign. "Stun one of the limbs, then keep going hard on it until it's destroyed. We do that and take all the green spheres it leaves!"
Taking care of the other arm turned out to be slightly easier, although the Guard Armor seemed to catch on to their plan and retracted the arm before sending its feet forward to stomp at them. But sadly for the Guard Armor, the method for the gauntlets appeared to work just as well for the legs, as a well timed hit from BlueBlaze, knocked one to its side, and the group attacked it all at once, destroying that one as well. By now, the Guard Armor seemed odd to look at, having only one gauntlet and one leg. But seeing as both seemed to move without needing their other half to act in tandem, clearly it wasn't out of the battle yet. And our heroes had yet to actually win.
The Guard Armor didn't seem to learn that much from its mistakes, however, and let its one gauntlet spin to try and claw at the heroes. But one hand did not have as much reach as two, and it ended up getting easily deflected and destroyed in an all-out assault. The same with the other leg, being stunned and ganged up on left it destroyed as well. Soon, it was only the torso and the helmet left, just hovering over the ground. Apparently helpless.
"Alright, now it's got nothing else to fight with!" Monty cheered. "Let's take it out!"
"Hold on!" The duck held him back. "Why's it spinning like that?"
Indeed, the torso was starting to spin in place, moving faster and faster it began dashing towards them!
"Shit!" Kanade exclaimed. "The torso's a whirlwind!"
"Dodge!"
Everyone avoided the torso as best as they could. However, Voidlon found himself its apparent target and found himself turning intangible to avoid being hit. Sure enough, it worked… but then he found himself inside the torso proper. He blinked, seeing how hollow it was for himself. He also looked up, seeing the helmet right above him. That's when the devil's spawn saw that he was glowing, and saw someone looking at him. He was dressed all in black – tunic, trousers, feather-edged cape. Several belts were draped around his waist. His hands and feet were encased in obsidian armor, leaving his head the only part exposed. His hair was dark, definitely black but perhaps with a glitter of blue and white depending on how the light hit. His face was smooth, youthful, and altogether undeniably handsome. His olive eyes were done in heavy liner and mascara, which looked all the more prominent thanks to the surrounding black wardrobe. There was but one imperfection to his visage: a jagged scar over the right eyebrow. Well, that and the disgruntled pout of boredom he was firing to his new vessel.
"So, you're Vholran, huh? Guess Ozpin has a new roommate." Voidlon retorted.
"There are no shirkers in Ganath Haros," Vholran stated. "All who trespass upon this Underground are my property just as much as the Underground itself. A pity I cannot extend that grip to the living, but is it worth crying over spilled water?"
"So, have any ideas?" Voidlon asked.
"I will let you utilize my artes," Vholran spat. "As far as I can see, it's another case of someone attempting to become my consort and asking far, far too much of me."
"Okay, Sir Pain-in-the-Butt," Voidlon came up with one of his quips as he got his hands glowing cosmic, with a light aquatic tinge, "let's see how you like getting hit from the inside!"
Voidlon thus began hitting it with blasts of cosmic energy, punches, and kicks, making the torso rumble as the helmet seemed to shake in utter confusion. This actually gave the other heroes all the time they needed to recover and watch their boss at work. Even helping along by shooting and hitting the torso, doing extensive damage! To top it all off, Voidlon let himself float down to the floor and aimed Vholran's sword up through the hollow torso at the helmet.
[the power of no scope]
GLaDOS: [What is that monkey doing now?]
MistressofAllEvil: [His best.]
GLaDOS: [It would be more efficient for him to spread his power throughout his whole body.]
[and waste chances like this? I don't think so]
GLaDOS: [I hadn't considered him wasting a chance to be cool--]
"And now," he went for another quip, "headshot."
And it took one last cosmic shot, as well as a blast of green energy, to finally finish the job, hitting the helmet and piercing right through it. The entire torso and helmet then began to rumble heavily before the helmet just shook itself from the torso and fell to the ground with a clang. A light suddenly appeared from the top hollow end of the torso, and emerging from it in glorious sparkles was a heart that disappeared into the night sky. Its main source of power gone, the Guard Armor, torso and helmet, dissipated into mist and glass. All that was left behind was an accessory. A silver necklace bearing a silver sword with a red jewel on the hilt. Voidlon thus picked it up and pocketed it.
With that taken care of, all that was left was taking care of a few matters to resolve.
"So, you were looking for me?" Voidlon asked the new allies, who nodded in response.
"Oh, is that so?" A voice tinted with a thick German accent broke in. "My shot simply worked like a charm. Then again, when one is trapped in the Negative Zone, one is not picky about where one is taken by a teleporter, so long as it is not anywhere else in the Negative Zone."
This one wasn't wearing armor whatsoever. No, he was a fashion disaster. A head-to-toe purple bodysuit, mask included. Yellow gloves, a golden belt, and what almost appeared to be Dalmatian fur making up the gaudily fluffy epaulets.
Noting a particular implement at this man's waist, Mystle chuckled; "Well, this man has a sword."
[he be like that one guy from that one movie!]
[that is so vague that I somehow managed to get it through sheer confusion]
[wait is that]
[oh my god]
[ YO IT THE FUCKING ZEMO! THE PURPLE GERMAN MAN! ]
[Godspeed you magnificent bastard, Godspeed]
"Albeit, a nerd sword. Mine has all sorts of capabilities that make it not allowed in conventional warfare!" Voidlon sputtered. "And now I have another!"
"Ah, I see!" the purple-suited man commented. "A sword of great power to make up for a lack of skill."
"The FUCK did you just say to me?" Voidlon snapped.
"This broadsword is, indeed, old-fashioned," the purple-suited man explained. "Perhaps primitive. Which is exactly why I carry it. Because in my hands, it is an instrument of murder."
"Now, you, I think I like," Mera commented.
"And what's your name, pal?" Voidlon asked.
Though his face was hidden, it was clear his expression beneath the mask was nothing short of playful. "Why, Baron Heinrich Zemo, of course. But you may simply call me 'Baron Zemo.'"
"That's not a nickname," Mera pointed out.
"It isn't meant to be," Zemo told her sharply. "It is meant to be a title of respect. After all, I can only assume I was called here to command this motley team."
"Donald Duck." The duck put one feathered hand forward. "And you can't come along looking like that. Understand?" The duck also told him, shaking a feathered finger. "No frowning. No sad face. Okay?"
"Whattado, name's Kremy Lecroux, I love unicorns! The rest are Gideon Coal, Gricko Grimgrin, Chuckles, Rett, Dandi, Pyke, Laboosh, Hootsie and Morning Frost." The gator man, Kremy, said.
"So you gotta look crazy. Like us!" Hibiki laughed.
"This boat runs on happy faces." The duck added, encouraging Sunny to buck up. "Is that a new Gummi?!" he asked, looking at the large device lying behind an old armchair.
"Nope, but it's close," Sunny replied. "That's a working replica of a jet glider from Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind, although I wouldn't bet on its airworthiness. Me and Exumun actually wanted to try it, but when Neo told me that she'd send the video to the Darwin Awards guys, I decided to reconsider. At least until I find a willing test subject."
"Have you tried some forums for weebs?" Satsuki suggested.
"Several." Exumun shrugged. "Turns out, most of them aren't that stupid. Or willing to work with someone known for torturing people in their dreams."
"Ah, hello, Hootsie." Frost pats the owl bear thing's fluffy head with his furry paw. Hearing this, Gricko rushes over to Hootsie to give her a good morning hug. "Mornin' Hootsie! Did ya have a good sleep?" Hootsie nods and stops eating to answer her papa's question, already halfway done with the pancakes "Good dream!"
Gricko blinks owlishly at the answer. "Frosty." Frost turns his attention away from his book and to the goblin. "Please tell me ya heard that." Judging by the puzzled look on his face, he looks at Hootsie. "Hootsie, who am I?"
"Papa!" Taken aback by this, Frost tugs at Gideon's suspenders to turn his attention to Hootsie. "Gideon, Kremy. Did we happen to have drugs in the pancakes? Because I think I just heard Hootsie talk and apparently a demon escaped the Hells."
Gideon chuckles "What? That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard you say and I've heard ya say a lot of dumb things." Kremy, taking this a little more seriously than Gideon, walks up to Hootsie and kneels down next to Gricko. "Do you want some more pancakes?" Hootsie excitedly sits up "Yes please!" They all blankly stare at the owlbear.
"Hootsie… You're talking!?" Gricko was first to break the silence which makes sense, Hootsie was his daughter and hearing her talk for the first(and probably last)time is a big moment that he thought he would never get the chance to experience. The happiness that was showing from the small humanoid was basically what you expect to see if the sun came crashing down, bright and blinding. "Wait, wait, wait, wait, say "Sad innit" for me please!" Hootsie has heard her papa say that a few times but never knew actually tried to say it herself. She tilts her head slightly "Sad innit?" She has the same accent as Gricko and it made her sound absolutely adorable. "You sound so cute! I mean you always sound cute but you sound even cuter right now! This is the best day of me life!" Gricko hugs Hootsie tightly with tears in his eyes, his daughter is talking! And even better, she has his accent! Even though how they were talking to each other was perfectly fine since he could understand her by her movements but actually hearing how she sounds when she talks is 10x better! He could finally hear her actual opinions and know what she's thinking!
"I can't believe my niece is talkin'... Hey Hootsie, what do ya think 'bout me? You can be completely honest." Of course the first thing Gideon asks is about what she thinks of him. "Uncle Gideon is strong and loud." She happily answers him "He can pick me up!" Gideon just smiles and pats her on the head. "You ain't wrong but that wasn' the answer I was lookin' for. What 'bout Kremy and Frost? Whatcha think 'bout them?" The gang's now curious about what the owlbear thinks of everyone.
Hootsie stares blankly at Kremy. "Uncle Kremy's kinda mean but has yummy food." The mentioned lizardfolk puts a hand on his chest in an offended manner. "Kremy, I'ma be honest cause yer my husband." Gideon softly puts a hand on Kremy's shoulder. "Ya are kinda mean." Kremy, being even more offended, gasps. "Bein' mean and tryna get money are two different things, Gid! I'm only bein' "mean" to be nice to you fuckers so y'all could eat and sleep! If it weren't for me bein' that way, we'd all be dead!" Kremy rambles for a little longer until Gideon calms him down. "Yeah, Yeah, we know darlin', no need to explain yerself. We love ya for taking care of us with yer cooking and everything" The fire genasi kisses the warlock's snout and cockily smirks when the lizardfolk freezes and mumbles words that don't seem to be actual words. "Now Frosty?"
"Uncle Frosty is the best! Like a second papa! Lots of cuddles and snacks!" It was very clear that Frost was trying to keep his happiness under control but eventually he cracked. Frost smiled, showing his sharp fangs with his tail softly going side to side, and looked like he was going to cry from joy. "What 'bout Gricko? He is yer papa." Seeing that Hootsie's eyes sparkle with excitement, now it's Gricko's turn to get his heart overfilled with love. "You can be completely honest with me and say if I've been a bad papa to ya, okay?" Hootsie only nods before taking a big inhale.
"Papa is great! He's nice, funny, brave and cool! He gives nice tummy rubs and head scratches, sings me lullabies, and reads bedtime stories! It's like in the stories when the prince saves the princess, papa helped me!" She pants a bit since talking common was a lot more than just saying hoot a few times but that didn't matter, what mattered was that her papa could finally know how happy she was to be his daughter. Gricko's eyes started to water, his daughter loved him. Seeing this, Hootsie thought she said something bad and quickly added "I love ya!" to make sure Gricko knew that she meant well, as the group got dragged into another portal, Kremy shouted swear words not found in any dictionary as Brandon, Eddie, Hiraldo, Beddy, Lupin and his gang and Zenigata leaped away immediately to the control center.
When the squad woke up, they realized they were increasingly small, almost super pint-sized, and about some squad members short.
"They gotta be around here somewhere." A voice said, as they immediately hopped to their feet.
"What was that?!" Mystle said.
"Oh, this brings back memories." Marx said, before shuddering. "Very strange ones."
"Yeah, but they're camouflaged to blend into the grass." Another voice said.
"Shit, we've been shrunk, and someone's after us!" Mera realized.
[OH FUCK WE SMOL!]
[OH SHIT]
"There! Grasshopper!!!" The first voice said.
"Crap! Follow the Green Hopper, guys!" Voidlon said, following the grasshopper he found to go anywhere but here, as the squad followed him.
"No! Not so fast, little hopper!!!" The first voice said. "Where are you hopping to??"
"Anywhere but near the two giants on our ass!" Roman screamed.
[MOVE X-SQUAD]
[MOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE!!!]
"Doesn't this guy ever sit still?" The second voice said.
"That's what they do. Hop!" The first voice said.
"Nope! We prefer not to die!" Cronus retorted, before the squad tripped and clung to the grasshopper in hopes of survival, as they saw... measuring tape?
"Got the start!"
[AND HERE COMES THE GIANT FIST!]
The grasshopper leapt, the squad holding on for dear life.
"Got the finish!" The second voice said, as if he was giddy about something. "An 18 inch leap!"
"Hey now, we ain't no project for you to study!" Voidlon snapped, flying up to their faces, which would have been intimidating had he not been small enough to squish, as he felt himself and the squad growing bigger.
"Wow...we need another!" The one in green said.
"Whoa... there he goes!" The one in blue voice said, as the two giants chased after the grasshopper and squad, only to trip and tumble, accidentally putting the X-Squad in the ball too as they crashed into a catapult, with the X-Squad letting go of the grasshopper and growing to normal size.
"Okay, are you the Kratts, and are we alive?" Kanade said, dizzy after the squad tumbled into the catapult.
"Yeah, sorry everyone. We were chasing grasshoppers." Martin, the one in blue, said.
"And chasing us, too!" Agria snapped.
"Yeah, we figured out that a grasshopper can jump about 18 inches in a single bound." Chris, the one in green, explained. "That's over 20 times the length of his body!"
"Yeah, yeah, we know!" Kremy retorted, before whipping out a stapler and started shooting indiscriminately, murdering the Kratts, as well as anyone in the range of his bullet hell, as the X-Squad discreetly hid the bodies inside Marx's stomach (aka they let the jester eat them), with Zemo telling them that they never speak of this again, and headed off.
[yo Kremy got dem mad skills]
[he's john wick's successor]
[death by pencils to staple murder]
[john wick has a run for his money]
[didn't know Marx indulged in cannibalism]
[fuck it, we ball]
Meanwhile, with Megafin, Birch, Kronos, Calamity, Ink Blotch, Circe, Zora, Yoomtah, Killia, Dr. Destiny, Enmu, Lamu, Tira, Tsukima, Noxmar, Xone, Thorkell, Lützow, Atar, Alpha, Beta, Omega, Audrey and Gilgamesh, they were trudging along the forest, with some almost getting tired.
"I must say, Zora," Zeron Alpha chuckled, "you have even more prowess than Varvatos Vex. I'd like to pit you against him."
"I'd be happy to help you get rid of him," Zora replied. "Especially after that display of skill."
"I'm sorry," Noxmar said, "is no one going to talk about how I lassoed Doggo from across the room and brought him close for the knee shot?"
"Don't call me 'Doggo,'" Alpha grunted.
"It isn't any use," Gilgamesh sighed. "You're never going to hear your preferred name out of his mouth again. I believe, however, that the test of skill settled my curiosity. You are more than skilled enough to accompany this mission."
"Oh, uh, hi," said a little black triangle, about the size of Megafin's head, with a pair of wiggling, feathery antennae, that flopped in front of them, its voice high and nasally. "Good thing you came along when you did. I was getting anxious stuck in there, and I was starting to think I'd be trapped there forever – WAH!"
Gilgamesh dangled it by one of the antennae. "What manner of beast are you? Are you even useful?"
"Useful – of course of course of COURSE I'm useful PUT ME RIGHT-SIDE UP!" the creature screamed. Only when Gilgamesh set it down did it calm down. "Phew. Okay, so the thing is, I don't fight, but I know things. That's my job. I'm a Helpsie, which means I can guide you guys to whatever it is you're looking for. Anything at all! You name it! Or ask me a question and I'll answer based on the information I have."
"Where's the nearest villain?" Gilgamesh barked. "WHERE?"
"Calm down, okay?" the Helpsie panted. "You're making me nervous! So the thing is, there's three, one's a reaper, one's a zombie, the other's some chef...poacher...guy.."
"Consummate liar here," Kronos broke in. "How do we know we can trust this thing?"
"Because if I lie to you, you could very easily kill me, and I don't want that," the Helpsie replied. "Okay?"
"Not sure I buy it," said Kronos, "but for now, let's just roll with it."
Just then, they saw a hole in the ground, small enough to fit a bullet with smoke coming out of it, they then heard...humming.
"You know this song?" A new voice asked.
"Nope." Kronos said. "Can't say I have."
"How tragic." The owner of the voice said as she leapt down, revealing a girl with blond hair, blue eyes, a beauty mark on her left lower cheek wearing an outfit with qualities of classic gothic lolita, such as the heavy use of make-up, the color theme being dark colors with white. The pouches around her waist are adorned with crosses. Her outfit and weapons, strangely enough two scythe/rifle hybrids, all have a grim reaper motif, as the Shadow Hunters prepared for a fight. "Then let me teach you."
"Okay, Margaret Moonlight, if, of course, that's your name." Killia snarked.
They were prepared for a duel as a burly arm erupted out of the Helpsie, planting on the ground. Then a second arm, and the Helpsie's triangular body was expanding, a fang-filled mouth splitting open, when suddenly...a rotting figure dressed in the remains of men's evening wear. One of the shoes is gone, and a tattered cape hangs down in back, as they looked, they saw a withered, shrunken horror, with angry red eyes set deep above parched cheeks. His teeth were helter-skelter, and his goatee and mustache hung in shreds. His top hat resembled a dented tin can, and its upper surface had fallen open. His voice was slow and rusty from several decades of disuse, but still carried forth smoldering fury. It also has perhaps a bit of a Russian accent.
"You will die!" groaned the zombie. "It is I, Abra-Kadaver! The Zombie-Magician, come back for my revenge! And once I finish you off, NOTHING will stand in the way of my vengeance!"
"Not exactly, buddy boy." Helpsie said, his voice a low growl. "Now, let's dance."
"Ahhh, the perfect time to dream up new recipes for cooking up endangered species." They turned around and saw the oddest sight, a man with a huge upper body, big and hairy arms, a small English mustache, grayish green eyes, thick and black eyebrows, a shaved head, and an abnormally large and bulbous nose with visible nostrils. He wore a droopy white chef's hat, a white chef's jacket, a dish rag across his belt, hiking pants, and black boots and sunglasses. "No worries. No bothers."
"Huh, seems like someone's dreaming good dreams. How about we mutate him?" Zora said, pulling out a crocodile tooth and a vial of mutagen, slightly surprising the reaper girl.
"What, didn't he basically say he's a poacher?!" Margaret said, terrified that they'd be basically giving a poacher an advantage.
"Что за дерьмо?" Abra-Kadaver said, slipping into his native Russian as he witnessed the chaos in front of him.
"Don't worry, we know what we're doing." Megafin bluntly said, laying the tooth on his belly, before searching his jet to find a dough gun and some cooking utensils to put on top of him, and began pouring the mutagen over him, as the man didn't even notice as he started glowing.
"Huh, Shredder said they usually scream in pain, but this guy doesn't even feel bothered, he didn't say anything either. He's literally frying alive!" Birch said, surprised by the chef's resilience.
"Frying..." The chef mumbled as the mutagen spilled off, as he stood up, now a saltwater crocodile mutant with a dough launcher hand and cooking utensils growing out his back, as he turned towards the villains. "What, is there something on my face?"
"Well..." Calamity started, before pulling out a giant mirror to show the chef his new look, and somehow, he chuckled. "Well then, maybe a little saute, some authentic pepper flakes and some barbecue sauce, this croc can be an...oh, that's me." The chef started, only to realize that the croc in the mirror is him. "Well, at least I look delicious."
"Hold up. Now that you're a mutant, ya need a name."
"What do you mean 'I need a name'?" The crocodile chef asked in confusion. "I'll have you know my name's Gaston Gourmand!"
"I wouldn't bother, when Kronos puts his mind to something, it'll happen. Just ask his family, oh wait, they're dead." Yoomtah explained.
"Besides, Gaston Gourmand's a cool name, but since you're a mutant now, you need a mutant name. Lucky for you, I happen to know the perfect one. Chef Cajun Caiman!" Kronos said.
"Cajun Caiman, I like it." Gaston said. "It's kinda silly, but I did cook some caiman before, so it fits."
Then, a phone started ringing, as Gaston, now Cajun Caiman, picked it up (which was hard to do with one hand) and answered. "So much for no bothers."
"Gaston Gourmand?" A new voice said.
"Well, it's Cajun Caiman now, but yeah?" Caiman said.
"Zach Varmitech, here. You know, the animal robotics expert and scientific genius." Zach Varmitech, a middle-aged man with a very thin build and very pale skin, with black, shiny hair and green eyes, sporting a small goatee and dressed in a black sweater and grey pants with black shoes, said.
"I know who you are." Caiman retorted.
"Yeah well, have you heard of one Paisley Paver?" Zach said. "If not, she's new and kinda like us. Big ideas. Said she wants to pave the whole world or something like that."
"Huh, what kinda plans do your pals make, Cajun?" Kronos said.
"Usually involving animals in some way, but besides that, we usually do things our way." Caiman explained.
"Anyway, a great new villain doesn't come along every day, so we need to make sure she's up to speed on these annoying Wild Rats." Zach explained.
"Oh, pretty sure the X-Squad met them already, and if those gunshots and chat about taking 'Creature Power Suits' told us anything, the rats ain't gonna be a problem." Birch said as she made air quotes when she said 'Creature Power Suits', Cajun and Zach looking at her in shock. "What? You said that you had a wild rat problem. And before you ask how I heard that, let's just say getting scrap metal and wire in your jaws at prom night sometimes does freaky things with your senses."
"They're not really rats." Cajun clarified. "At least rats are tasty. With some oregano and a touch of hot sauce."
"Oh, you meant those Kratt brothers that Phil talked about. Yeah, pretty sure they're dead." Birch realized, as Zach gawked at the thought of this 'X-Squad' basically doing what they couldn't. "We'll be there, gotta go." She tapped the hang up button.
"Now what little beastie can I cook up fast and easy?" Cajun wondered, as he saw some grasshoppers and started getting some ideas.
"So, what's this?" Margaret said, picking up a canister grey in the middle and green on the sides, as Cajun sniffed it.
"Smells like those Wild Kratts. Welp, ours now!" Cajun declared, laughing wickedly.
As the squad walked around the Tortuga, after contacting Brandon and explaining what happened, the squad found some vests and gloves, and learned that these are the Creature Power Suits, and therefore decided to take them out for a spin.
"Okay, grasshopper power, activate!" Marx said, touching the grasshopper, as the vest, which covered his face and the gloves put on his wings, morphed to resemble a grasshopper, as he sprung around. "Oh yeah, now this, this is stuff I can get behind!" He laughed as he bounced higher and higher, eventually seeing a pink jet and grey and yellow cargo plane. "Huh, don't see that every day, seems sus."
[ yo my jester boi gunning for the stars ]
[i don't care what universe you're from, that's gotta be badass]
Paladin Head: [what the fuck?! I'm not even sure that even Emet-Selch can do that!]
GLaDOS: [And why do you think that?]
Jafar: [Oh dear.]
OogieBoogieMan: [I'm pretty sure whatever's on that jet is going to eat us alive.]
MistressofAllEvil: [Damn right. we snaccs~.]
Smoke: [I call bone bruises in the morning and us limping the entire day tomorrow, we putting money down or what?]
[betting on limping XPog]
[XPog]
[XPog]
[XPog]
[XPog]
[XPog]
[XPog]
[XPog]
[XPog]
[XPog]
RatZeu: [squeak]
Smoke: [Rat says pog]
"Welp, in the name of our blatant curiosity for everything, let's go." Jay said.
[How in god's name are we gonna find where they heading?]
[…you're new aren't you?]
[I missed something very important didn't I]
"More than you'll ever realize, chat." Zemo said.
[go go go get hunting!]
[why did i hear that to the tune of the power rangers theme?]
Zel: [sdsoiudfhpa sfefh saJDFHUHDASdpoAD ASDHAOSIUJDH]
[...bro did you just have a stroke]
Zel: [no]
Zel: [everyone say hi to my cat]
Zel: [her name is princess and she picks the most inopportune times for pets]
[CAT]
[hi princess!]
[show us her majesty!]
Smoke: [I shall now introduce the bastard]
Smoke: [g]
Smoke: [the bastard has spoken]
[g]
[g]
[g]
[yo how tf are we gonna follow]
[some of us are only four feet tall!]
Bathory: [Actually, Moonfish is around twelve-foot-three, but due to his straitjacket, he slouches.]
[oh]
[it'll still be funny to see tall cannibal getting smacked by possible swole mook]
[How i feel after pulling an entire dungeon fr]
[lol]
"Off, to the V Tower!" Mystle said, as the squad clung to Roman as he sprung after the jets.
"Okay, now that everyone is here at the illustrious headquarters of Varmitech Industries, you're probably wondering why I called all of you here on this day?" Zach said, as Cajun, a middle-aged woman of notably short stature, with platinum blonde hair, pale skin, and light green eyes wearing a long-sleeved gray suit with a dark gray shirt underneath, as well as a skirt and black heels with glasses, a middle-aged woman of noticeably high stature with maroon hair, golden eyes, and tan skin wearing a reddish-pink shirt adorned with dots, with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows, along with long, blue-green earrings and umber brown pants which are worn up to the waist, a purple-haired girl decked out in a gray business suit, a clown girl dressed in pink, green and blue jester garb and an androgynous figure dressed as if they listen to Evanescence, or My Chemical Romance, as Kiko kicked her feet up on the table in front of her.
"Okay, what is it, Zach?" Cajun asked.
"Well, Gourmand did tell us..." The maroon-head, Donita, said.
"We are welcoming a new member to the Cabal of Natural World Exploitation." Zach explained. "Ms. Paisley Paver, CEO of Pave Nation Inc., and paver of all natural things- whether they need it or not. Are you or are you not?"
"Yes, not precisely, but in the interest of my precious time, it'll do." The platinum blonde girl said.
"Good, we'd like to wish you luck in all of your dastardly endeavors and warn you to look out for the Wild Rats." Zach said, growling at the mention of the Kratts, with Donita shuddering and Cajun snapping his teeth at the mention.
"Really, wild rats?" Kiko asked. "Why can't you just call an extermina-" Kiko started, before staring at the clown girl.
"Kratts. It's Wild Kratts. They come in green and blue. It's a shame, the boys could be stylish if they'd just let me give them a makeover." Donita specified.
"There's Aviva too, she's the inventor. Well, really she just gets lucky sometimes - I'm much better than her!" Zach ranted.
"Oh yeah, I ran into those two. They've wasted my time before, not appreciated." Paisley retorted.
"Ya think they'd know by now to not mess with my music vids, but no, they just keep coming!" The pop star, Mallory Maddox, ranted.
"Well, at least some of us here know what we're doing." The purplette, Umila Von Beau, said, shrugging.
"Wait, why's Snow Girl looking at me like I'm a parrot?" The clown, Mariana McGregor, asked, before Kiko rushed up to her.
"Ilikeyourhair!" Kiko rapidly said, as Mariana blushed as this punk girl is making her realize that she really, really, really likes girls. "Wha?"
"I like your haircut! I don't recognize it. What's it called?" Kiko said, now giddy as she can be.
"Well, um, I dunno if it HAS a name. I just got it from that barber in Guam…" Mariana said, trying to play it cool, as she's still blushing.
"So then, while we figure out how to get rid of them, would anyone care for a drink?" Cajun said, whipping out a tray full of cups with mutagen laced with a different animal DNA inside.
"Hmm, sure." Zach said taking one and guzzling it, as Donita sipped hers, Paisley drank hers, Umila downed hers and Mallory swigged hers, as Donita's assistant, Dabio, and Paisley's assistant, Rex, drank their respective cups.
"Wait, Cajun, did you just gave them MUTAGEN?!" Atar asked.
"Mutagen?" Zach asked. "What does that do?" Right after he said that, he felt a sharp pain in his stomach and dropped to his knees. Then his left arm and hand grew big, scorpion-like and monstrous as he screamed in agony.
"It does that!" Birch snapped.
The rest of the villains began to distort and mutate. Paisley's arm. Dabio's legs became stockier. Rex grew a crow tail. Donita's teeth grew sharper, Umila grew a Venus flytrap out her back. Mallory grew pink feathers. "What's happening to meeeeeeee!" Zach fell back into a shadowy part of the room filled with delicate machinery. They heard him screaming in pain and terror as his voice grew raspier as the machines absorbed him. Then finally it stopped as he stumbled out as the computer exploded, now part-scorpion, part-machine.
"Sweet mercy!" Destiny said, impressed by the sheer terror factor.
"What?" Zach asked, his voice raspy.
"Uh, Zach..." Donita began, resembling a shark as she looked at her hands.
"What is it?!" Zach demanded.
Donita motioned for Dabio, now resembling an elephant, to take out a large mirror from one of the crates and show Zach his reflection. Paisley had mutated into a frog. Rex into a crow. Umila into a combo between venus fly trap, pitcher plant, sundew and butterwort. And Mallory had become a flamingo.
"No..." Zach breathed in horror. "NOOOOOOOO!!!" He screamed. "What happened to me?!" He cried, which sounded more like a wood chipper than a human. "I'm a freak!"
"Huh, didn't know I'd look good as a flamingo." Mallory said, taking it surprisingly well.
"Hmmm, gotta say, I don't look half bad." Donita said, chuckling as she painted her now-literal extended nails.
Dabio being Dabio, "Ooh, are we our own clothes now?"
"Hey, Ms. Paver! Look! I can fly!" Rex said, giggling as he flew around the room.
"Really?! I'm literally a freak now!" Paisley said, before croaking.
"You're a freak?! I literally have a plant growing on my back!" Umila said, her face now light blue and one of her eyes replaced by a butterwort.
"Now then, we'll call Zack by Cyberscorp, Donita will be Queen Shark, Dabio's Tusked War, Rex's Corvin, Mallory will be Mx. Flaminco, Paisley will be Dead Dart and Umila's Venusnap." Kronos said.
Zach looked at him with a frown, well, as much as a scorpion cyborg monster could frown. "Really? You're as bad as the Wild Rats!"
"Hmm, Queen Shark, huh? I'll admit, pretty sweet." Donita said.
Umila put her hand to her chin in thought. "Venusnap, Venus and snap. You know what, I like it!" This earned her a dry look from Zach.
"Tusked War?" Dabio asked.
"Corvin?!" Rex muttered, bamboozled.
"Huh, I'll admit, pretty nice name." Paisley realized.
"Flaminco, huh? Kinda fitting, not gonna lie." Mallory said.
"So, now what?" Cyberscorp asked.
"Now, we take what belongs to us!" Megafin said, laughing maniacally.
"Oh no, you ain't!" Voidlon said, as the X-Squad barged in and struck a pose, as suddenly a black kid and a kid wearing a hi-tech suit appeared beside then. "Cause we're bringing down this block party!"
Cyberscorp then frowned. "So, the X-Squad, Static Shock and Gear, huh? Alright, Scorpbots, I want you to go fish."
The Zachbots, now newly named Scorpbots, pull out a deck of cards and play go fish.
"No no no! I don't mean the card game, I meant kill them!" said Cyberscorp, furious, before growling and rushing at the squad, getting into a fight with Ridley.
"Who's this guy?" Ridley asked, swatting Cyberscorp's stinger and buzz saw away from him.
"Zach Varmitech. A genius inventor, if you gloss over the fact that he tests his inventions on animals, and is willing to poach them to do so." Static answered.
"Vanilluxe, Blizzard!" Georgia commanded, as Vanilluxe, made the Scorpbots and Mannequin Drones slip and slide.
When it looked like Cajun Caiman started to overwhelm Roman, Zap hurried over and knocked Cajun's cleaver cane out of the chef's hand and held him by the collar.
"Give it up, cheffy! Whatever you're planning ain't gonna happen!"
"Oh gee. If only I brought someone to help." Venusnap said with a blank expression. "Oh wait. I did."
"Me!" another voice came from behind Zap as he got swatted towards the others. Out from the shadows came a blonde teen wearing a yellow suit with green boots and vest and red gloves.
[new dude, who dis?]
"Aaron Price?" Static asked.
"You remember me. Good. Because I HAVEN'T FORGOTTEN WHAT YOU DID TO ME!" Aaron shouted, as he fired a strange liquid at the group who dodged. Lune then noticed the liquid was eating away the wall behind them.
"Yep, acid." she realized.
"Is he a metahuman?" Yuina asked.
"Wasn't the last time we saw him." Gear answered.
"I'm different from the last time! You're gonna pay for spoiling my plans last time!" Aaron declared.
"All you did was use your stepbrother who you never cared about!" Static shouted, causing the squad to gasp.
"What the fuck, dude?!" Touya snapped, disgusted by Aaron.
"Well, you're about to see how true chaos works!" Discord declared as the squad charged at the villains. As half the squad, Static, and Gear battled the other villains, The other half tried to fight off Aaron while avoiding his acid attacks.
As he grabbed Mystle by the neck, the dream demon kicked him off, "Yeesh, acid dude's packing a tight grip!"
"Grip, huh?" Aaron pondered before declaring, "From now on, Static, I'm Acid Grip!"
"Huh. Wasn't really trying that time." Mystle raised her brow before cold-clocking Acid Grip into Tusked War.
Yuina, as Kamen Rider Zinner, dragged Corvin out of the air and tossed him at Mariana, who chucked an acid pie into the air, as Sora kicked it back towards Kiko, who froze it and tossed it out the window as Shan Yu summoned a shadowy falcon that started slicing up Scorpbots and Mannequin Drones.
"C'mon, gang, let's go!" Birch said, as the villains fled through the portal.
"Welp, Aaron Price is back and calls himself Acid Grip." Gear breathed.
"Did he really take advantage of his stepbrother?" Mera asked the duo.
"'Fraid so," Static sighed. "Y'see, his stepbrother, Dwayne, is a pre-teenaged boy who has reality-manipulating powers after exposure to Big Bang gas, allowing him to change things into anything else he can clearly imagine. Dwayne was shy, misguided, and didn't have very many friends; he even liked to conjure characters from his favorite comic books, computer games, TV shows and commercials, bringing them to life with his powers. When Aaron found out about his powers, he talked him into getting him free money and other goods from the banks and malls of Dakota. I tried to tell Dwayne to stop listening to his brother, but he didn't believe me and tried to kill me in a rage. Then, I played a tape of himself as Virgil and Aaron talked. The tape was all that Dwayne needed to hear, as Aaron frequently expressed his dislike of Dwayne in the recording. Dwayne, hurt by Aaron's lies, decided to stop using his powers. My pops worked with Dwayne, and found Aaron to be a very bad influence on him and I knew he was a better role model for Dwayne."
"Yeesh." Mystle said.
"The poor thing." Toga sympathized.
Ridley then noticed Static secretly clenched his fist with an angry look on his face as they walked through a portal, "Static? You okay?"
Static quickly shook it off, "Uh yeah. Just a lot on my mind."
Bob, the X-Squad and Brandon are preparing for the next mission in the great aviary built overlapping the coast on Isla Nublar.
Brandon had laid his files upon a table in a sheltered corridor in the aviary. Plexiglas served as a protective window facing a large cliff face as the placid sea lapped at the bottom of the cliff. A great mesh served as a canopy so the pterosaurs could not escape and possibly make their way to mainland Costa Rica. Brandon handed them a photo of the fossil of a pterosaur.
"This is the most famous pterosaur," Brandon explained. "Pteranodon Longiceps. Lived all across North America until 75million years ago. They were quite fascinating, as you can see they bend at the elbow, so they could walk on all fours. However they most likely went extinct when this species evolved." He showed another photo of a pterosaur walking on its wings next to a giraffe which was as tall as it. Instead of a straight crest like the Pteranodon it had a short lump. "Quetzalcoatlus. With a 15m wingspan, it was the largest pterosaur, and because they could hunt on land as well as the sea, they easily outcompeted their rivals. We'll head off now. Wait, what is the Tylosaur issue now?"
The X-Squad rescued what seemed to be a family of the giant mosasaurs Tylosaurus. It transpired that the male was just a lone mosasaur, after he tried to eat the juvenile.
"We've almost finished his new tank and currently he's in a holding one," Bob explained. "Mackenzie said Terrance has made a full recovery, so we'll move him back in and we've finished Tempus' exhibit." The squad held their fingers to their ears. Ray Arnold had installed a system of communication devices that fitted in the ear so the Department Heads could communicate without disturbing the animals.
"It's Tempus!" Arnold said through the device. "When the staff tried to move him from a holding pen, he smashed through and escaped. He's heading in the direction of the original enclosure towards the chicks!"
The entire reason for Tempus being moved was his attempts to eat the chicks of Moses and Lumi. With free roam of the park and the Rex being fed now, the chicks are in danger.
With the squad too far away, it was Muldoon who took chase after Tempus. The therapod only stopped to briefly roar at the Triceratops in their enclosure before pursuing after his destined prey. The staff fled as the Tyrannosaur smashed past the truck full of meat for Lumi and the chicks, enabling him access to Lumi and her brood.
"This is bad!" Muldoon gasped. "More for Tempus, he's half the size of Lumi. She'll kill him!"
The chicks ran into the bush as the two adults roared at each other. Tempus darted towards Lumi and head butted her in the throat and made a stab at the bottom of her neck with his knife filled jaws. He missed and Lumi bit down upon his back before kicking him with her clawed foot inflicting a crippling wound upon his thigh.
Fossil evidence has shown that battles between Tyrannosaurs are often battles to the death.
Tempus managed to bite Lumi's leg but with her sheer size and ferocity, she paid it no mind. She tore at him a few more times before Muldoon managed to tranquilise her. Tempus stumbled out of the enclosure severely injured and collapsed through exhaustion in a pool of his own crimson blood.
Luckily, Prehistoric Park has Mackenzie to immediately set to work on Tempus.
The tyrannosaur was heavily sedated with his chest slowly rising up and down. Mackenzie was furiously swabbing his wounds with a bloodied cloth with disinfectant to stop possible infection from the dire wounds.
"I've got dissolvable stitches for him," she explained. "It means that the stitches will just dissolve into glucose when his wounds heal. Lumi's size helped a lot so we don't need to operate on her. His wounds are quite easy to heal so I'm not worried about that, only the possibility of infection." She then told the squad to get to prehistoric America; there was no point delaying the mission over the injured Tempus.
The X-Squad are travelling back to Tennessee 75 million years ago, where the inland state was situated on an inland sea with conditions similar to modern day Cuba. Here the warm waters created an updraft for the Pteranodon to easily fly over.
Maya had brought the park's plane, Superstar, along to rescue the pterosaurs in flight. The small plane had a portal fitted on the back to allow the pterosaurs to fly through and into their enclosure in the aviary. Down below a herd of Hadrosaurus were migrating next to the cliff face as the water roared with fury.
"It is easy to assume that the Pteranodon lived a similar lifestyle to albatrosses," Maya explained. "Life is constant on the wing and skimming the surface like the way we saw them when we saved the Tylosaurs and Archelon."
They landed the plane and set up a base. Maya had a plan though for when they found a pterosaur. She was painting the back of the plane in bright yellow and baby blue in colour.
"So, Shan Yu told me his theory that pterosaurs may have had similar optics to birds where they react more to bright colours. If it's true, they should fly close to the plane so we can open the portal."
Brandon was looking at the seas in the distance with his binoculars for signs of a pterosaur. His attention sometimes faltered when a nearby Hadrosaurus would bump into him with curiosity.
"Hello there," he said, caving in to the cow eyed expression. "Hadrosaurs. You're probably friends with the Parasaurolophus at the park. Here you are." He gave the dinosaur some ferns who started to chew them. "Hadrosaurs were one of the only dinosaurs with a jaw able to chew. Others like Stegosaurs and Sauropods would strip plants and swallow them whole so needed gastroliths. You don't though do you?"
He then put his binoculars to his eyes and smiled. They were here.
At the park, Tempus has finally came out of surgery but he still has obstacles to overcome.
Although his wounds were stitched, Tempus was still worse for wear. His head was dropped down and his tail weakly swung side to side. Continuously he made feeble grunting sounds.
"This isn't good," Mackenzie sighed. "He's got an infection from his wounds."
"Dear oh dear," Bob replied. "Do we give him reptile or bird antibiotics? What does his blood most resemble?"
"Bird. I'll give him some or otherwise he might not survive."
In Prehistoric Tennessee, the X-Squad is finally flying with Pteranodon.
A group of five Pteranodon Longiceps were flying beside them. The males had a 7m wingspan and a metre long crest while the females were half the size with a shorter crest. Their bodies were covered in downy silver fluff and were golden everywhere else bar the crest which was bronze. Each of them made a caw which was a mixture of a crow and a goose.
"Those crests are used to attract mates," Brandon said. "A large and brighter crest would appeal more towards the females. Let's see if your plan works Chiyo."
Brandon sped the plane up so the pterosaurs could see the back.
"They're following us!" Chiyo yelled. "It's working."
This became more apparent when one or two of them started knocking into the painted parts of the plane. Whenever this happens, Brandon would occasionally lose control of the plane. It is easy to imagine with 20kg of pterosaur banging into you. After one knock which made the plane rock about precariously, Shan Yu opened the portal. All five pterosaurs flew through so they could follow after.
In the park, Bob may have quite a surprise.
Bob sat behind the Plexiglas looking at the portal which inevitably would open. When he thought about it he really enjoyed his job. It was a privilege to look after all the animals the park had, everything from the Mammoths to the deadly Deinosuchus. Even looking after Tempus the T-Rex could be enjoyable. It seemed that he was on the mend with him picking up already but he still would have to take the antibiotics for at least another week. The portal then opened and five great pterosaurs soared from the shimmering aura with the plane following afterwards.
"Wow, they are a beauty!" he exclaimed observing the Pteranodon dive towards the sea to skim the surface for the fish that he had placed in the water.
"Thanks Bob. How's Tempus doing?"
"Picked up a lot, but Mack needs to give him some antibiotics for a week to kill the bacteria. I think it's time to relocate him now."
In five minutes, the young Tyrannosaurus was sniffing around his personalised exhibit. Tired from his surgery he slumped by a tree to rest.
"We have to go now again," Maya said. "Rescuing that Quetzalcoatlus."
The giant Quetzalcoatlus lived across America until the extinction of the dinosaurs. With their large size, they had adapted to be rulers in the skies over the land and sea.
Down below, a herd of Triceratops were grazing by a lake. It was Maya, who spotted the giant pterosaur though. Two giraffe sized emerald pterosaurs were raiding a nest. Newly hatched green shapes slid down the throats of the collective winged giants. Suddenly, a hungry Tyrannosaur smashed through the trees, jaws wide, to catch one of the giants. They were too fast and the squad gaped in amazement. Each had a fifteen metre long wingspan and completely dwarfed their tiny plane.
"They are giants!" Peacock gasped. "No wonder they beat the Pteranodon!"
Suddenly there was a huge explosion. It was the asteroid which wiped out the dinosaurs!
Dinosaurs were not the only ones to go extinct thanks to the meteorite. The giant Quetzalcoatlus was one of the species to vanish with them.
As the cloud of debris rushed towards the pterosaurs, Mystle opened the portal. The two flew straight through it with the plane following suit. The two giants soared above Bob, as he gasped in amazement. They settled at a carcass that he had placed in their area of the aviary before tearing chunks from it. Immediately they opened the webcam to show Hammond.
"They are beautiful!" he gasped. "I must see them in person! Now, I'm giving you a mission over this way. For the Dimetrodon. I just need to go for now."
The sea tanks have a labyrinth of passages to move aquatic animals and currently the crew are moving the male Tylosaurus towards his new tank.
They all sat in the submarine guiding the male to his new habitat. As they passed the Xiphactinus tank, the occupant swam away with fear. As they neared his tank, the Tylosaur did something unexpected. Outside, the tanks were always weaker than inside it so when he smashed into a tank, it broke.
"Wait, that's the Predator X tank!" Mera gasped.
Immediately the two giant reptiles squared off. Both were the same size but the Tylosaurus was more agile whereas the Pliosaur replaced this with formidable circled one another. The mosasaur smashed its snout against the ribs of the pliosaur who made a grab for him with his jaws. They bit each other at the same time: the Tylosaur attacking the pliosaur's back fin while the pliosaur bit the mosasaurs tail. Luckily, the submarine had a secret weapon. Muldoon fired a wave of sedatives at the two, which made them too groggy to battle. In their sedated state, they ushered the Tylosaur into his tank and the Pliosaur into a holding tank.
The next day the tank is rebuilt ready for the next adventure.
