The Northern Frontier lay shrouded in darkness, with ominous clouds casting a pall of gloom over the desolate, windswept landscape. Within the expansive, dimly lit confines of the Grim Wreaker, The Hacker sat hunched over his cluttered workbench. His face illuminated by the eerie glow of flickering monitors, casting long shadows across the room.
Surrounding him were towering piles of discarded, crumpled paper, each one a testament to his mounting frustration and relentless efforts. The air was thick with the scent of burning circuits and the low hum of machinery, punctuated by The Hacker's muttered curses as he toiled away in his lair.
Standing by the doorway and peeking through the slightly ajar door, Hacker's henchmen, Buzz and Delete, tried to see what the commotion was about. Buzz climbed onto his friend's shoulders to get a better look, but his weight caused Delete to lose his balance. The two tumbled to the floor, bursting the door open in the process.
The ruckus alerted their boss, drawing him from his work. With a scowl, he turned to face his henchmen, who looked at him with a tense fear etched on their faces.
"What's with the meaning of all this interruption?" Hacker shouted, his voice laced with irritation. "Can't you Duncebuckets see I'm busy?"
Buzz stepped forward cautiously, trembling under Hacker's glare. "We heard you making a racket, boss. We just wanted to make sure everything was all right."
Delete nodded silently, not taking his fearful gaze off his boss. "Yeah! W-we just wanted to see what you were doing!"
Hacker sighed, waving a dismissive hand. "Of course, everything's not all right! Can't you see I'm trying to come up with a plan here?"
Delete nodded in agreement, his eyes darting nervously around the cluttered lair. "We're sorry, boss. We didn't mean to disturb you."
Hacker sighed heavily, his frustration boiling over. "Disturb me? You've done more than disturb me, you've disrupted my entire thought process! I swear, sometimes I wonder why I even bother keeping you two around."
"Gee, we're sorry Boss..." Delete replied sadly.
Hacker sighed softly. "I'm tired of always being defeated by those meddling kids and that blasted Motherboard!" He let out. "Every brilliant scheme, every plan I come up with, those Earth-brats always ruin them! I want them gone, I want them gone for good!"
"What are you going to do to get rid of them, boss? Buzz asked.
"I don't know, I just want them gone. "Hacker replied, returning to his seat. "But how am I going to get rid of them? Their so insufferable!"
"Well, why not capture them and get rid of them then?" Buzz suggested. "You could lock them up in the dungeon!"
"That's the thing, I've done that many times before, and they managed to escape!" Hacker hissed. "Besides, no matter what I do, those Earth-brats somehow manage to always outwit me!"
"Your not going to give up, are you?" Delete asked.
"Of course not!" Hacker shouted, taking offense. "I just don't know how I'm going to." He sighed.
Having enough of their presence, Hacker shooed his henchmen away, before turning back to his desk, attempting to regain his focus. However, the more he thought about the Cybersquad, the more frustrated he became. He thought about all the times they had wronged him, how much of a fool they made of him.
That, and their recent doings, where they finally managed to not only cure Motherboard for good, but had also safeguarded her, only served to fuel his anger and hatred he had towards them. The more he thought about them, the more determined he became.
But no matter how hard he concentrated, his mind would be consumed with doubt and frustration. He knew that no matter what he would come up with, they would somehow manage to mess it up.
"If only I could rid myself of them, I could've taken over Cyberspace years ago!" He sighed, grabbing another sheet of paper and returning to his thoughts. "If only there was a way..."
...
Meanwhile in the real world, in the bustling streets of the city, WordGirl (A.K.A, Becky Botsford) and her loyal monkey sidekick, Captain Huggface, found themselves engaged in an exciting battle between one of her adversaries, Dr. Two-Brains, and his latest cheese-related scheme. Their battle sent shockwaves through the city, drawing the attention of bystanders and onlookers.
However, the battle ended as quickly as it had started after the contraption Dr. Two-Brains was piloting suddenly fell to the ground and collapsed into pieces.
As the dust settled and the chaos subsided, WordGirl and Captain Huggface stood triumphant amidst the wreckage of Dr. Two-Brains' failed contraption. The villain himself lay sprawled on the ground, dazed and defeated, his plans foiled once again.
"Thanks again WordGirl!" One of the officers replied with gratitude.
"It's all in a days work!" She proclaimed nonchalantly.
The officers than turned towards Dr. Two-Brains and his henchmen, who were tied up by one of the light poles. "Alright! You three have the right to..."
"Yeah, Yeah Yeah, I know! I've been through this many times before." Dr. Two-Brains interrupted, his tone filled with annoyance. "Can you hurry up? This is a lot more uncomfortable than it looks!"
As the troubling trio were thrown into the back of one of the squad cars, WordGirl and Captain Huggface nodded, before flying off into the distance as the sun set and the onlookers began to clear.
Watching from the top floor of his sleek office building, Zach Varmitech, CEO of Varmitech Industries and self-proclaimed genius, observed the chaos unfolding in the streets below with a mixture of disdain and fascination. His eyes remained fixed on WordGirl, the heroine who he'd seen many times before thwart the schemes of villains with irritating ease.
"There goes WordGirl again! How delightful that we can rely on her to save the day!" He replied with mock fanboyism. "Ugh! She's so annoying! Even more than those Wild-Ratts!"
That's when an idea sparked within him. He quickly called over his Zachbot henchmen, who after receiving instructions, saluted, before flying out the window with a synchronizd determination.
Later at the city prison, Dr. Two-Brains was seated on his bed, his henchmen laying their heads low as he beratedo and scolded them. All while they continuously apologized.
"Gee Boss, we're really sorry about what happened. How were we supposed to know that pressing that button would cause that to happen."
"I told you two REPEATEDLY that pressing that button would... Ugh, how could you two mess that up so easily? It was so simple!" Dr. Two-Brains shouted furiously, gaining the attention of the prison's warden, who had already given him a warning for an similar incident not to long ago.
Just then, two Zachbots suddenly burst through the wall, smashing it to pieces. Before he or the warden could react, the Zachbots grabbed ahold of the Dr. Two-Brains and his henchmen, and fly away with them in their grasps, leaving the warden and onlooking guards in uncertainty.
"Hey, what's the meaning of this?" Dr. Two-Brains shouted furiously as he found himself in Zach's office, detained by some of his many robotic servants. He angrily observed Zach as he manipulated a keyboard connected to a large monitor.
Before long, the screen came to life, showing three other familiar faces on screen, each having their own expression of distain. He soon realized that they belonged to none other than Donita Donata, and her bumbling henchman Dabio.
On the screen beside her, Gaston Gourmand eyed Zach with an annoyed expression. "What is it Zach? Can't you see that I'm in the middle of making exquisite cuisines?" He replied.
"Whatever it is, make it quick! I don't have all day, you know!" Paisley Paver added, her voice dripping with irritation as she glanced at her watch.
"Sorry for interrupting," Zach began, his tone dripping with mock sincerity, "but Dr. Two-Brains and I have concocted a plan that, once we succeed, will finally rid us of WordGirl and those Wild-Ratts forever!" He couldn't help but let out a sinister laugh.
"We do?" Dr. Two-Brains replied, looking confused as he kept his gaze on Zach and the screen above them, unsure of what Zach was going on about.
"Of course we do!" Zach exclaimed. "All we have to do is rally all the villains in the city and convince them to work together with us! With our numbers and abilities united, we'll be able get rid of them for good, and the entire city will be ours for the taking! Just think about it. With WordGirl and those Wild-Ratts out of the picture, you'll all be free to pursue your own goals without interference."
The other villains exchanged skeptical glances, each in their own thoughts as they considered his offer. "Look Zach, while I do appreciate your enthusiasm, but what makes you so sure this will work?" Dr. Two-Brains asked
"Yeah, he's got a point! I mean, how many times have any of us teamed up, only to be captured by WordGirl or the Kratt brothers?" One of Dr. Two-Brain's henchmen chimed in.
Zach smirked confidently. "Because unlike those other times, we're pooling our resources, our knowledge, and our strengths together into a greater force. Each of us has come close to victory, but together, we'll be unstoppable."
Donita Donata tilted her head thoughtfully. "And you really think all the other villains will join us?"
"Villains aren't exactly known for their teamwork, you know." Gourmand added.
Zach shrugged, unfazed. "We'll appeal to their egos and their desire for revenge. They'll join us when they see how much they stand to gain."
The villains, despite his overwhelming confidence, remained skeptical. "I don't know about this. Convincing the others might be more difficult than that, and even if they were to somehow agree, success is not guaranteed." Dr. Two-Brains replied.
"Rest assured! I've got everything under control! Just you wait and see, once we get them to join us, nothing, and no one will stand in our way!"
"We shall see about that..." Dr. Two-Brains muttered, skepticism still pulling at his mind. "I just hope you know what you're doing, Zach."
...
"AT LAST! I'VE GOT IT!" Hacker exclaimed, overwhelmed with excitement. As he leaped from his desk, his henchmen barged into the room, drawn by the commotion he had made.
As soon as he saw his henchmen, he ran over and tightly hugged them. The two becoming confused by his unusual demeter.
"Woah! What's going on?" Buzz asked confusedly.
"Is everything okay, boss. You seem happier than usual. Delete replied.
"I'm doing fine boys!" Hacker exclaimed happily, releasing them from his large grip. "I've finally been devised the perfect plan to get rid of the Cybersquad once and for all!" He chuckled.
Delete scratched his head, looking puzzled. "What kind of plan, boss?"
"It's simple..." Hacker began, his voice filled with a malevolent glee. "We're going to travel to the real world, capture those meddling kids where they least expect it, and maybe wreak some havoc while we're at it!"
"Wait, we're going to the real world?" Delete gasped.
"That's right, my Terrific-Trouble-Troopers, The Real World!" Hacker nodded. "Once we get there, we can finally dispose of those Earth-brats, and Cyberspace will be all mine! And no one will be able to stop me!" He exclaimed, bursting into another fit of maniacal laughter.
Buzz and Delete exchanged confused glances. "But, uh, how are we going to get to the real world, boss?" Buzz asked.
Hacker rolled his eyes. "Simple, you Duncebuckets! I'm going to create a portal. But to do that, I need Portal Dust."
Delete's eyes widened in sudden realization, and he hesitated before speaking. "Uh, boss... about the Portal Dust... I, uh, kind of threw it out by accident when we were cleaning out the storage room last week."
For a moment, the only sound was the howling wind outside. Then, Hacker's face turned beet red, and he erupted in fury. "YOU WHAT?!"
Delete studdered before sheepishly continuing. "I-I thought it was glitter. I was going to use it to make a sparkly picture of a bunny, but I accidentally knocked it over and spilled it. I-I'm sorry, boss. I didn't know it was important."
Hacker took a deep breath, attempting to regain his composure. "Of course you didn't, because you're both incompetent!" He rubbed his temples, trying to think. "Now, where am I going to get more Portal Dust on such short notice?"
After a moment of tense silence, Hacker's eyes lit up with a new idea. Ledge. My old rival and former fan. He has a stash of Portal Dust."
Delete frowned, still looking confused. "But boss, Ledge isn't exactly on friendly terms with us anymore. How are we going to get him to give us the Portal Dust?"
Hacker's grin returned, growing more sinister than before. "Leave that to me. I'll make him an offer he can't refuse. And if that doesn't work, well, I'll just have to take it by force."
Buzz and Delete nodded, albeit nervously. "What's the plan, boss?" Buzz asked.
"We're heading to Ledge's lair," Hacker declared, rising to his feet. "Get the Wreaker ready. We're paying him a little visit."
As the henchmen hurried off to prepare the Grim Wreaker for their journey, Hacker allowed himself a moment of satisfaction. His plan was on track, and soon, the Cybersquad would be nothing more than a distant memory.
