The Dread Queen, along with her Emotional Baggage, had all but destroyed the last remaining living souls in the Dream Dimension, her Golden Strand covered body, the remains of a devastating attack on her by the Creature, who had somehow become more powerful then she originally anticipated. Strenasth barged through the door, his bloodshot eyes nothing more then a relflection of her own unjustified anger towards those that had hurt her. "WHAT is it...?" "My Queen! We have just received word that the Puppet King has defeated four the Guardians in his quest to get the required strength to defeat the Chasm of Non Existence!" the Dread Queen stood up, her body a testament to the powers of the Golden Strands. "And how do you suppose we take care of this problem, when we no nothing of the Councils where abouts?" Strenasth thought on this for only a moment before coming to his decision.

"We go back to the Chasm of Non existence, and report the situation-" "YOU FOOL! The Chasm would swallow one such as you up and throw your recycled corpse in with the rank and file of its vast army! We shall go to the Door of Existence for help, since we exist, it will help us... A much simpler plan, don't you think?" she replied with a hint of distrust in her voice. "What of my... Ex husband... What word do you have on his where abouts?" "None milady, but I've noticed a change in the troops madame, they speak of rebellion... again.". The Dread Queen simply snapped her fingers and the troops that she had brought out of her own damaged psyche, exploded with such force that it obliterated the armies encampment in the Singolarita dimensionale.

"Why did you just destroy our troops my Queen?" Strenasth asked angrily. "Because those troops would only serve as cannon fodder for Morgan, I should know... Before my glorious transformation, I traveled with him, witnessed both his strength and his weakness.". The Emotional Baggage looked up, its brownish reddish watery eyes blinking only once before understanding the gravity of the situation. So, what you are proposing is that you don't need the troops!? You have the power to take him on yourself?" the Dread Queen laughed as her naked body revealed itself through the Golden Strands armor coating. "I was, after all, his love... I shall simply go back to him in this form, and fool the idiot into believing that I have not changed. It will be easy..."

Strenasth clapped his hands only once before the Dread Queen shoved her fist through the Emotional Baggages head. "DO NOT APPLAUD. Do I look like I deserve applause? Do I look like I am your entertainer!? I AM THE DREAD QUEEN! MISTRESS OF THE ATHMES, AND RULER OF ALL THAT I SURVEY!". The Emotional Baggage screamed in pain as it was absorbed back into her arm and formed the beloved Athame, now covered in blood that constantly dripped on the floor. "My love... I will kill your heart, and then destroy your mind...". She giggled sweetly as she looked at herself in the mirror, and what started out as a giggle, became soft chuckling laughter, that erupted into a demoness's roar.

The old Pentulma, Peaches, had finished putting the finishing touches on Morgan's new body armor, wh ich the Creature thought made him look like an over gelled sports celebrity. But he kept his mouth shut when he heard the two ruby spiders voices bickering and walked outside. "Its too quiet here in the Heart Dimension... Resaec is out there getting stronger by the minute, Morgan's in there, playing dressing up with the old geezer, god knows where the Inner Beast is, or whether she's still alive. and Caasi... No... I can't think of her like that anymore... She was devoured by the golden strands... Turned rotten to the core... Shes the Dread Queen... She'll be planning something big thats for sure..." he thought to himself, his blue liquid body shifting slightly for every movement he made. the red and gold orbs in his body holding firm in there places in his body as he walked about the heavily forested area.

Just then, the Creature heard a twig snap, and his jet black eyes focused on the source of the sound. Nothing was there, but after everything hed been through, he could never be too sure of himself anymore. "It's probably nothing, but I'd better stay with Morgan just to be-" "HEY YOU **** JACK ****! HOW DARE YOU LEAVE ME IN THE DREAM DIMENSION WITH THOSE **** PSYCHOS!" he heard a familiar voice call out to him. "Nordafet? Is that you?" in response to the question, he was slammed into the face by a giant mechanized fist. "Ouch... So... It is you... But, how did you survive... And more importantly, WHERE THE FLYING **** DID YOU GO!?" the Creature screamed happily as the Deom emerged from the forest floor, looking a little bit worse for the time hed been away.

The Deom told the Creature of his fights with the Dread Queens forces, how the scientists kept chasing fat guys with giant metal cheese wheels and went to TGI Fridays for jellos shots, and as well as the fact that Credion and Aneeh were still alive, and planning something big, something that went straight to the top of the food chain, but he didn't know what. After a few minutes of talking, the Creature noticed that he didn't say anything about how half his body was replaced by cybernetics. "So what's with the failed Robocop get up?" Nordafets friend asked, not really expecting a good enough answer. "Well... You know how I thought I could regenerate limbs on the fly? Yeah, that theory didn't pan out... Because I got into this huge fight with a hundred tentacled fourty meter long squid... Which somehow knew both lots of useless facts about cotton balls and how to wield one hundred triple barreled tommy gun... Pieces of my body I didn't know existed along with my left arms, right kneecap, left ankle, half my head, my jaw, some ribs, my lungs, heart, kidneys, left eye, right pinky, left little toe, crotch, my left **** cheek, bladder, spleen, fingernails, and several tons of lower intestine got shot either right out or off my body in a matter of seconds."

The Creature laughed at his friends predicament. "So... I take you lost?" the Deom looked offended as if the Creature had just slapped him in the face. "**** NO! I hobbled over to that over sized sushi dish and kicked its squiggly **** from here till we got to the edge of the Dream Dimension... Which is really **** interesting." Nordafet said, his cybernetic parts merely attached to his body with really strong peices of gum. "so what happened after that?" the Creature said, excited to know the ending to his friends epic battle. "We exchanged business cards, emails, and cell numbers... And then I took one of those triple barreled tommy guns, and shot his **** full of holes till i made his ocean food loving **** into bite size snack packs!" the creature didn't know whether to be thankful that his friend had lived, or whether to finish the job himself.