In a secluded corner of Cyberspace, within the labyrinthine corridors of his hidden lair, Ledge lounged on a decrepit, threadbare sofa. The dim lighting cast a dull glow on the walls, emphasizing the room's neglected state. He mindlessly flipped from channel to channel on his outdated television, each click of the remote echoing in the stillness.

An expression of boredom and apathy was plastered on his face, his eyes glazed over as he aimlessly searched for something, anything, to capture his interest amid the static and flickering screens.

The sudden sound of a doorbell ringing broke the monotony. Ledge groaned, rolling off the sofa and stretching lazily. "Who could that be?" He muttered to himself as he ambled towards the door. "This better not be another salesborg!"

His footsteps echoed through the narrow corridors as he reluctantly made his way to the entrance, curiosity mingling with irritation on his face.

Opening the door, he was taken aback to find Hacker standing there, flanked by Buzz and Delete. Ledge's surprise quickly morphed into a wide, mocking tone. "Well, well, well, if it isn't the great Hacker! To what do I owe the displeasure?"

Hacker scowled, trying to maintain his composure. "I need something from you, Ledge," he sighed, the irritation clear in his voice.

Ledge's grin widened, and he leaned against the doorframe, thoroughly enjoying the moment. "Oh, really? The almighty Hacker needs something from little old me? This should be good. What do you want?"

"I need Portal Dust," Hacker replied, his tone clipped and irritated. "And I need it now." His eyes narrowed, conveying the urgency behind his request, while Buzz and Delete shifted nervously behind him, aware of the tension in the air.

Ledge laughed, a high-pitched cackle that echoed through the empty corridors. "Portal Dust, huh? What are you planning, Hacker? Trying to travel somewhere you're not wanted?"

Hacker clenched his fists, his face tightening with frustration. Before he could respond, Buzz stepped forward, blurting out, "He's planning to go to the real world and capture the Cybersquad!"

"Yeah! He's going to get rid of them and take over Cyberspace once and for all!" Delete added, clapping his hands together excitedly.

Hacker whirled around, glaring at the two. "You Blabbering-Buffoons! That was supposed to be a secret!"

Ledge's eyes sparkled with interest. "Oh, now this is interesting. You want to take your vendetta against the Cybersquad to the real world, huh? And you're expecting me to just hand over the Portal Dust?"

Hacker took a deep breath, forcing himself to stay calm. "I'll make it worth your while, Ledge. Just give it to me!"

Ledge tapped his chin thoughtfully, pretending to ponder the request. "Hmm, let me think about it. How about... No!"

Hacker's face started to turn red with frustration. "Listen here, Ledge, I'm not in the mood for your games!"

"Oh, I'm sure you're not. But here's the thing, Hacker. You need me, and I don't need you. So, if you want that Portal Dust, you're going to have to give me something in return."

Ledge's grin turned wicked. "I want in. When you take over Cyberspace, I want a piece of the action. I want power, influence, and a share of the control."

Hacker hesitated, knowing he had little choice. "Fine. You can have a share. But don't think for a second that I'm doing this because I like you."

Ledge chuckled. "Oh, Hacker, I wouldn't dream of it. Now, wait here. I'll get the Portal Dust." He turned and disappeared into the depths of his lair, leaving Hacker to fume silently at the doorway.

As Ledge disappeared into the depths of his hideout, Buzz and Delete exchanged worried glances. "Boss, are you sure about this?" Delete whispered.

Hacker sighed, his shoulders slumping slightly. "No, but we don't have any other options. We'll just have to keep an eye on him."

A few minutes later, Ledge returned with a small vial filled with shimmering, iridescent dust. "Here you go, Hacker. One vial of Portal Dust. Use it wisely."

As Hacker reached to take the vial, Ledge suddenly swiped it away just as he was about to grasp it. "Nuh-uh-uh! You'll get this once we get back to the Northern Frontier!" He smirked, strutting victoriously towards the Wreaker.

As they turned to leave, Ledge called after them one last time, "Oh, and Hacker? Remember our deal. I want my share."

Hacker didn't bother to respond, trailing behind him with Buzz and Delete in tow. He could only hope that this uneasy alliance wouldn't backfire, but for now, he had what he needed to put his plan into action.

...

Meanwhile, in an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city, Dr. Two-Brains had established his hideout. With help from Zach and the other villains, they had managed to gather nearly every villain from around the city. As the villains settled into their seats, Zach stepped forward.

Zach cleared his throat, attempting to command their attention. "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for coming. We have gathered you here today because we... we have..."

However, Zach's voice was drowned out as the other villains began talking loudly among themselves, ignoring him completely. Frustration mounting, Zach raised his voice, trying to regain control. "Hey! I'm speaking here!" He pouted, his voice echoing through the warehouse as he attempted to capture their attention.

"WILL YOU ALL STOP TALKING AND PAY ATTENTION?!" He shouted, his voice echoing throughout the room.

"Pay attention? NO! NOCAN WILL NOT PAY ATTENTION, NOCAN WILL CONTINUE TO IGNORE YOU! NOCAN!!!" NoCan The Contrarian shouted as he stood up, his voice ringing out defiantly. With a swift motion, he hurled the barrel from under him towards the stage, narrowly missing Zach but striking an unattentive Zachbot nearby. The crowd of villains erupted into laughter at the spectacle.

Dr. Two-Brains stepped forward, his commanding presence silencing the uproar. "Enough! This is serious!" He declared, his voice booming through the warehouse. "We have a real opportunity here to finally defeat WordGirl and the Kratt brothers. But only if we work together."

"And why should we?" The Butcher spoke up, his voice doubtful.

"Yeah! Anytime one of us tries to work together, they always find a way to defeat us!" Granny May added.

"Argh! It be true!" Captain Tangent stood up. "They'd be the most annoying skallywags I've ever encountered.

"Please, annoying is nowhere near a way to describe them!" Lady Redundant Woman scoffed."

"Look, I know we've all had our issues with WordGirl and those Wild-Ratts. They've thwarted each of us, time and again. But that's because we've always been acting alone. Imagine what we could accomplish if we united our strengths and resources."

"That's the thing! If we can't defeat them alone, then how do you expect us all to get rid of them?" Invisi-Bill asked.

"Besides, anytime one of us does try to work together, they still find a way to outwit us!" Tobey McCalister replied.

"That's just one or two of you working together, imagine how powerful we can become if we all join forces!" Gourmand exclaimed.

"That's right! If we all work together and pull our powers and abilities together, we'll be unstoppable!" Zach exclaimed.

"But how can we be so sure?" The Learner asked.

Zach held up his hand to quiet the murmurs of doubt. "Let me explain our plan in detail. We've all faced WordGirl and the Kratt brothers on our own turf, where they know how to outsmart us. But if we hit them simultaneously from all sides, they'll be overwhelmed."

"And what exactly do you propose, Zach? How do we coordinate this grand attack?" Mr. Big asked.

"If I may make a suggestion, why don't we use their weaknesses against them." Tobey McCalister suggested. "The Kratt brothers, sure, they don't really have a weakness, but we can easily take care of them."

"Of course! We'll use WordGirl's weakness to Lexonite! Then once she's been weakened, she'll be easy for the picking!" Chuck-The-Evil-Sandwich-Making-Guy exclaimed.

Dabio looked puzzled. "Lexonite?"

Dr. Two-Brains sighed heavily, the weight of the situation evident in his voice. "Lexonite is a rare substance originating from WordGirl's home planet, Lexicon," he explained quickly, his words tinged with annoyance. "When she comes into contact with it, she'll become weak, and her extraordinary abilities will be significantly reduced."

"Ohh!" Dabio exclaimed astonishedly.

"Just one problem. How do you expect us to get ahold of some Lexonite?" Victoria Best asked, pointing out the huge flaw in his plan.

"No need to worry! I've just so happen to luckily possess a supply of Lexonite back in my office." Mr. Big explained, causing all the villains to direct their attention to him, all eyeing him with confusion and annoyance.

"You mean to tell me that you have some Lexonite this entire time?" Dr. Two-Brains stammered.

"How long have you been keeping this from us?" Tobey McCalister asked, glaring at him.

"Do you have any idea how many times this could've helped us!" Seymour Smooth angrily replied.

"How were you even able to get some in the first place?" Ms. Question asked.

"I came across a meteorite near my office that contained the substance. I managed to extract some and developed a device that can release it to weaken WordGirl," Mr. Big explained.

"And why did you wait until now to tell us?" Hal Hardbargain asked, somewhat angrily.

Mr. Big shrugged. "I had it for awhile, but I guess you could say I was waiting for the right time to use it."

"Well, there's no need for us to dwell on lost opportunities, with this device in our hands, we should be able to rid ourselves of them once and for all!" Paisley Paver exclaimed.

"She's right! Those Wild Kratts and WordGirl won't stand a chance!" The Butcher exclaimed, followed by the collective cheers and applause from the other villains.

"Wait, are we sure that this will really work?" Ms. Question asked. "There's a chance that they could find a way to foil our plan."

"Much as I hate to admit it, she's right," Granny May sighed. "No matter what we do, WordGirl and those Wild Kratt fellows always find a way to defeat us. They're annoyingly resilient and determined."

Dr. Two-Brains nodded. "That's exactly why we need to work together. Alone, they're able to defeat us because they can focus on one of us at a time. But if we join forces, we'll overwhelm them. They won't stand a chance against all of us working together."

"And how do you propose we do that?" Tobey McCalister asked skeptically. "What exactly is the plan?"

Zach stepped forward, a confident smirk on his face. "I'm glad you asked. Here's what we're going to do. We will create a series of coordinated attacks on different parts of the city. Each one of us will use our unique skills to create chaos. While WordGirl and the Kratt brothers are busy trying to put out fires all over the city, we'll have the upper hand."

"And then what?" The Butcher asked, crossing his arms. "We just wait for them to get tired?"

"Not quite," Zach replied. "While they're distracted, Mr. Big will use his device to weaken WordGirl with Lexonite. Once she's been dealt with, we can capture her and deal with the Kratts brothers separately."

The villains exchanged looks, murmuring among themselves. There was a mixture of excitement and skepticism in the air.

"Count me in!" Eileen The Birthday Girl exclaimed, raising her hand in agreement.

"Count me in too!" Guy Rich added, also raising his hand.

"It's time we give them a taste of their own medicine!" Granny May shouted in full support.

"You can Wham me in as well!"

"Argh! Count me and Oscar in too!"

One by one, the villains voiced their agreement, their doubts slowly turning into determination. The plan was risky, but the potential reward was becoming too great to pass up.

"Excellent!" Zach exclaimed, a sinister grin spreading across his face. "Now, let's go over the details and make sure this plan is foolproof. This time, WordGirl and the Kratt brothers won't know what hit them."

"Perhaps I misjudged you, Zach!" Dr. Two-Brains replied. "Maybe this will work out after all!"

As they joined the villains in a shared collection of sinister laughter, the sky outside began to darken with large black strom clouds. Their laughter was followed by the blinding flashes of lightning, followed by the ear rupturing sound of thunder as heavy rain began to fall, drenching those unlucky enough to have been caught up in the storm without an umbrella.