Enigmatt swung hard as his sword slashed through the minions the chasm had placed in the colossus of darkness for its own protection. His after images followed suit all over the planetoid. Morgan darted through numerous crowds of the Nonobots and stuck each one in the chest with a miniature black whole, caused from a bag a dark matter he had on his back. “So what your trying to tell me-" Enigmatt said as a nonabot raised its arms, "Is that you somehow got knocked out of the sjourn, into this weird as Frathnic place? and it’s where you’ve been spending your time since then?" the Tingion said with about as much enthusiasm as he had for getting the hairs on his tail trimmed. The Ruby Wolf punched two Nonobots in the face, sprouted ten bone spines four feet long from his hands and Shoved them through an additional two. "Yeah.... pretty **** much, and to top it off, apparently my friend here is the chosen one of this Dimension!" another grunt and Morgan slammed the armored bot below him into the beck with his foot.

"Damn.... hold on a tic- Kansen take no shinme!" the Ruby Wolf Shouted as the bone spines in his left hand punctured the thick armor plating that glowed softly. the spines spread thick roots too fast for the Nonobot to counter and ultimate crushed the inner workings with a hard scrunching sound. "Ok, look, obviously you have been way out of touch with me here Enigmatt, I’m telling you, that in this place, you just make up as many attacks as you want, without training, and it just happens! When I first came here, I was speaking German-" the Human was decked to the floor, but landed on his palms, flipped backwards and his toes sprouted razor thin raptors claws that hooked into the Nonobots metal jaw. "Then Italian, then Spanish, my god man, there is no end to the possibilities in this place!"

Enigmatt ducked the swings of a slow moving Nonobot, but was caught off of guard by the machines ability to sprout extra limbs. "DOES EVERYTHING GO NUTS IN HERE!?" he yelled as he dodged ten spears, two cannon balls, four laser cannon blasts, and twelve midgets in body suits. "Only if you let it get to you! Speaking of which, Hone ha no kur?ntoranado!" Morgans after images became a single linked razors edge chain attached to his arms. "You might want to dodge-" "Oh Frathnic no! I’m enjoying this place already!" the Tingion said as he jumped through the massive bladed tornado that cut a swath of destruction throughout the left hemisphere on the colossus of darkness’s surface. “Well... that was fun while it lasted, now what?" Morgan said, slightly relaxed at the situation. "Oh yeah, you have Shadowmatt and Shademeonte with you?" the Human said as his Ruby plate armor sunk back into his body. "Yeah, but for some reason, they are petrified of this place. They won’t even come out if I give them a command to." Morgan thought about this problem for a second.

"Yo, Nordafet, Credion, talk to the Liory for a minute, calm any fears they have about this place they’re in ok? The three of them are newcomers to this place, and I’d rather not give them any surprises." Morgan told the two deom that were inside his mind, steadily repairing the orb that had become rather damaged in the fighting. 'We’d love to, but we’ve got bigger problems that need our attention. You remember those two fragment you sent with Alex?' Morgan nodded closely as Enigmatt struggled to understand the conversation that was happening. "Yeah, what of them?" 'Things just got a whole lot more interesting for them, I’m sending Credion to them now....' Enigmatts tail twitched with annoyance. “Well!? What’s going on? What happened? Frathnic! I hate not being able to use Mohdnus cells in this place!" Morgan laughed at his friends temper.

in the diamond path between realities, Alex, Alpha and Omega had encountered the gaurdian to the reality of darkness and pain. "i am Gothemos, the Guardian of darkness and pain." Alex didnt know what else to do, so he just gave a sign of the cross to Gothemos. "ARGH! IT BURNS! IT **** BURNS! WHY THE **** DID YOU DO THAT!?" Alex jumped back a few feet. he wasnt used to things of holy nature affecting things in actuality. "im sorry about that. but I seek passage into one of your dimesnions. we are on a quest to-" "YEAH! I KNOW ALREADY! **** THAT BURNS! look if you agree never to do that.... thing to me again, I’ll let you pass." Alpha and Omega smiled to each other. "god bless you." Alpha said as he oked his head out of Alexs Shoulder. Gothemos reeled back in pain as the holy words echoed in his ears with raging volumes. "OH MY **** GOD! KNOCK THAT OFF ALREADY!" the gothic emo person stated.

“Which dimension are you looking to go into... ****... you know, you’ll be the strongest being in there right?" Alex Shook his head. "It is only by the-" "DONT SAY IT! Look, just pick a number, and I’ll send you there ok?" Gothemos interrupted the preacher, waving a dark plastic bead covered hand in front of him. Alex consulted with Alpha and Omega on the location of Sho. ‘She would be in the calmest of the five Dimensions, the Dimension of cutting.' Omega said with a nod of her head. The rust colored hair waving in place. “Well go to the dimension of cutting. we need to find a fragment of creations vortex." Gothemos was busy updating his Livejournal status from “Watching the battle" to "Being burned by holy words.... Darkness take me." before answering. “Sure thing, I know Sho personally, she the leader of the of the Duotri. but you’ll have to go through some sort of ritual before even progressing through the ranks." the Guardian said as he flipped his hair and adjusted his leg warmers.

"Ritual?" Alex said curiously. “What kind of ritual?" Gothemos smiled. "It’s nothing to worry about if you got that.... Strength in you." the Guardian said as his snapped his fingers. a depression appeared in the diamond path. "Just... be careful, don’t end up like Barney Fife. Dude was **** strong as hell. Then he met some chick that totally wasted him." Alex stepped into the depression and found himself instantly surrounded demons, nightmares, monsters, creatures of the night, the undead, werewolves, ghouls of every shape and size. The preacher went into defense mode and threw on his robe of the anointed saints, drew out two massive crucifixes, a super soaker with a ten gallon drum of holy water, and gave a sign of the cross. "Lo ti ungere nel nome del Signore nostro Gesù Cristo e bandire a ritornare al fuoco dell'inferno! Nel nome del Padre, del Figlio e dello Spirito Santo, amen!" Alex said with a roaring thunder in his voice. The crucifixes opened outwards to reveal the light of heaven flowing outward onto the creatures of Hell, turning them to dust as they screamed in agony.

But Alex wasn’t done just yet. “Sette virtù sante!" he yelled as a nine headed behemoth that belched fire, blood and clouds of life ending smog out in torrential tidal waves rampaged towards him, enduring the light of heaven as it gradually ripped off layers of skin and muscle. "castità!" Alex Shouted as he pulled out the super soaker and adjusted the nozzle to the wide Shot. The spray landed on the behemoth, burning it’s skin but nothing more. "Temperanza!" Alex roared as he switched the nozzle to the jet setting and Shot a boulder sized blast of holy water on to the behemoth, searing off its skin and revealing the demonic machine inside. "I am the lord Amon, Lord of the first circle of Hell! behold my power!" the behemoth roared as even more fire belched from its ribs. “Not if I can help it, Alpha, Omega, I’ll need your help!" Alpha and Omega flashed to the far right and far left behind Amon. "Tenaglia tre virtù: la carità, la diligenza, pazienza!" Alex beamed as the crucifixes slammed themselves through Amons rib cage and pinned him to the ground. Alpha drew a large breath as the sack on his back grew to the size of basketball, he let out a blast of holy light, containing all the patience in all of existence.

The light Shown over Amon, consuming his mind, but he still stood. "i am far more powerful then that!" he roared, as the light continued to slowly eat away at the behemoths body. Next, Omega open her mouth, as hundreds of thousands of angels with lightning infused maces swarmed over the massive behemoths body and slammed down simultaneously , creating ten petawatts of current, slamming through his body, searing muscle, cracking bones, frying the behemoths soul in a torrential down pour of holy bolts that sealed his fate as they ripped through his body. Alex pressed a button on his wrist as, just for good measure, the book of the lord, the true book of the lord god almighty, five billion pages of heavenly text, and weighing more than ten thousand gigatons, crushed the still twitching body of Amon. "May god have mercy on your soul!" the preacher said as he walked past the still smoking piles of bones of the behemoth.

Exafanisi Tis Kardias watched as the last bastions of the Human race were extinguished with a sick sense of hollow victory. The golden dragon that was now hers to command as she wished, returned with two people in its massive claws, the first was a nineteen year old Sasha Obama, whose left arm had been torn off from a pop up advertising services for the recently amputated taking an ax to it. And the now severely deformed form of Bo. Whose body had been changed into nothing more than a bearskin rug with rainbow skittles on its claws.

“Why... I just want to ask... WHY!?" Sasha said as the blood from her arm seemingly dribbled down her side and formed what could only be described as a giant bowl of **** blood. Exafanisi’s dark hazel eyes flitted from Sasha, to the dog, to the dragon. 'I said kill them all.' her thoughts ripped through the dragons mind as four thought shrieked back at her. 'We tried, we really did, but Shijian wanted to save the leaders daughter for some reason.' Shenmings tought and fervent voice replied first. ‘She is part of the Chasms plan.' Shijians quiet and masterful tones quipped quickly before, becoming over powered by Caizuns powerful and forced thoughts. 'my Queen. It’s all the Dragon Head of deaths fault. We were following orders...' the thoughts united into one mind yet again.

The Venus flytraps that decorated her body seemed to change their coloring to a deep red as her anger boiled over. The black hair pulled down over her right eye seemed to fail in covering the glowing tiny red dwarf inside of it. “Oh well... If the Chasm wishes it, I am not to disobey. Follow me... Slave." she said, cold heartedly as a smile whispered on to her face. “We are done with this Dimension... As to why, Hmm I don’t remember. All I have is this body of mine, and I don’twish to make my master angry." Exafanisi whispered into Sasha’S ear before slamming both her fists across the injured womans face, knocking her unconscious. “So be quiet, or I’ll finish the job myself."

Back in the Councils meeting room, Segroth had been explaining the gravity of the situation to the other nine Council members. “The Tingion Prince has returned. And not for the first time I imagine. you all know the cause for Asteroth and Barney Fifes death was because of both Aneeh Arhem and the Golden Strands. But Enigmatt sword dorikame... Is by far the wo-" Gothemos interrupted him with a quick wave of his hand. “Nah, that can’tbe right, I checked in on Morgans situation and the dude is fighting side by side with the Tingion Prince against the colossus of darkness, maybe you’re thinking of someone else?" the room was silent as Segroth thought about the new information. “Well, if thats true, than we can be relieved of someo f the pressure from the three. But still... Enigmatt is no person to be taken lightly in a fight. I have heard from other Councils some of the feats he has accomplished, some of the traumas he has lived though... Most importantly, of the massive loss he has recently endured." Segroth stopped cold in his tracks as he felt his shadow move on its own. “Why are you so doubtful of my Chosen, when you yourself have been crippled on a massive level?" it said angrily.

Segroths eyes widened for a second before calming down. “Old friend... you have come back, but laong with you and your Chosen, you have opened a path for a far greater evil to come waltzing into our charge. Have you not the tiniest inkling of what you’ve done!?" the Guardian said irritated. The hsadow said nothing for the longest time, but the nine remaining concil members knew what it said to be true. “No I havent, but I’m sure its nothing compared with the threat thats currently being battled inside another Council members realities. A preacher by the name of alex is traveling through Gothemos roughest Dimension, looking for the fragemnts, and all you can bicker and hwine about is my Chosen being a threat? what happened to you. I have to go, Enigmatts calling me." the shadow left an empty feeling in Segroth as it returned to its hcosens side. Technarl was the first to speak. “Perhaps he is right? I mean, afterall, we do not know the full extent of the Tingion Princes abilities, and it could be a major draw for others like him to come here and help us?" Segroth shook with anger.

“DO YOU DOUBT MY AUTHORITY!?" he raged as he slammed his fist against the wall. “I AM WORRIED THAT SHOULD WE LOSE GOTHEMOS, THAT... That well simply all die the same agonizing death that Asteroth... That Asteroth... Oh god..." Segroth said trembling, his mind blocking out the fear in his voice, the trembling in his knees and the simple fact that one of the strongest in their number was gone. He fell to his knees, tears of the darkest matter falling to the floor. “Its... We need to replenish our lost number... But the most promising one had died, literally blown to peices right beoreo ur eyes." the Guardian o time sighed with dispair before rembering that he was in fact the Guardian of time. “Um exscuse me, but we havent lost yet, I’ll just bring a Barney Fife from an alternate time line here. Hes sure to join us!" before even blinking he was slapped across the face. “YOU DARE DEFILE YOUR ABILITIES WITH SUCH AN ACTION SUCH AS THAT!?" Segroth said in anger as the stinging sensation rebounded through Clocks face. He turned back to face Segroth. “Normally.. No.. But desperate times call for desperate measures. you had the shadow, weve lost Asteroth, and you yourself called him our strongest, you also said that we need to replensih our number, and yet you admonish me for making a simple suggestion!?" Clocks voice trembled with fury.

“I think it is you who have defiled your rank in our number Segroth. In all the ten trillion years I have served in the Council, I have served you faithfully, no. Not you, the Council. Time has no exact rules or laws on what can or can’tbe done. So whether you like it or not, we are taking a vote." Clock said with a rpid return of the sting that Segroth had given him. The tears in Segroths eyes betrayed his massive stature amongst the ocuncil members. “You would defy our-" “SHUT UP! don’tyo urealize the position we are in? there are people, risking their lives for the sake of our responsibility, and you sit there high and mighty!" Clock said, now angered more than ashamed. He turned to face the others and took a deep breath. “All in favor of bringing back Barney Fife from a different time line, raise your hands." Gothemos, Technarl, Captain Jake, Fretuni raised their hands. “All opposed?" Segroth, Muden, and the Box raised their hands. The Box simply raied a flap, but Clock did not care.

“The die is cast Segroth. As Guardian of the reality of time, I hereby make it official that I will take all responsibility for whatever happens from here on out. Vremya vozrozhdeniya." Clock said as his chest plates opened outwards and a intense stream of numbers ripped through the barrier and pulled the spools of black and white thread in the air, followed both the front and back of the chest plate, waist, and shoulder joints which clicked together. The white threads spun into bones, while the black threads spun into muscle fibers. The arms formed like puzzle pieces and the strings filled the hollow pieces in between, giving him greater strength than he had before. The legs snapped together like magnets as stitches, staples, zippers, and buttons were added to give him greater agility. Finally his spine, brain, eyes, tongue, nervous systems and heart were grown through his own dna. “Now all we do is wait." Clock said watching Segroth grow steadily angry.

“This is the vote of the Council, if you betray, we will force you to fight each of us in two on one battles till you die of your injuries." Clock said as he watched the puppet kings veins, skin, and hair grow over the puppet body. Segroth would have none of it, he bolted towards the still regrowing puppet king with rage in his eyes, full of thoughts of betrayel, the right things to do, the battles hed fough and the hardships they had faced together as Guardians. “No... Not Guardians... Keepers." he thought to himself as his fist simply rocketed towards the head of the puppet king with enough force to crush a super massive blackhole. “No." a creaking voice, still repairing itself from the damage said. “Not today." the next thing Segroth felt was a finger poking him in the forehead, the fingernail, scraping against the skin as he was slowly flung back. “What has happened?" he slowly said as he watched the newly revived Barney Fife walking at incredible speeds behind him. “Well... Thats simple. I’m back." barney said as he unleashed a deadly kick into Segroths throat, the heel crushing his air way as Segroth choked for air as his body slowly flew towars the ground.

“Not today." the Guardian felt a knee impact his spine from below, shattering the vertebrae and ribs connected to them. “Not tommorow." slowly spinning, Segroth had no choice but to endure the lightning fast beating, Barney Fife breaking his knee caps, legs, hip, foot, jaw, and sternum in a deadly series of finger jabs that left Segroth in unholy amounts of pain. “Not ever." barney said as his hands formed two repeating 12 gauge shotguns. “Will you ever-" Segroth heard the clicking of both hammers beginning their short journey to unleash the buck shot in all six barrels. “Threaten the anymore Dimensions-" Segroth saw the slow unfurling of the blast. “Of your fellow Council members. Segroth." in a matter of a single second, it was over, flicked in the forehead, jabbed thousands of times, and shot in the face, Segroths body slammed against the walls of the arena.

Aneeh slammed her fist into the Sarah Della Sogno Dinistias chest, the armor thickening in that spot. “What are you!?" Aneeh screamed as she bounced backwards and stood upside down, the rune stone embedded in her left breast starting to glow. “Oh well, now at least I have an excuse to upgrade. Satt? k? pahal? stara: ?akti!" the indian woman said as the rune stone glowed a bright purple, than sent roots crawling all over her body, giving her a more sleek, speedy form. “K? ?ka sau star??-" Aneeh couldn’t finish the attack name as Sarah simply punched her in the face. “No more." another punch. “No stupid names." a kick to the face. “No more transformations." a blow to the ear. “No more summoning." a slam to the gut. “No more beasts, no more Deom, no more spells, no more Doors or Chasms." four punches to the face, temple, nose, chest, arm and leg. “Just a flat out beat down. Strength versus strength." Sarah said, her voice ragged with stress. Her friends, family, co-workers, even the tennis steam she was monitoring had all died within the first moments of the Golden Strands attacks.

“Aneeh Arhem, I will defeat you." Sarah said as she simply got Aneeh in a head lock, and repeatedly socked her in the head over and over. “I will defeat you." she repeated as the stress of her fight with the beast finally caught up to her. She blacked out, repeating those wards as her punches became harder and harder. “I will defeat you." twenty punches in all. crushing the bone in her skull. Causing severe bleeding in the Arhem woman’s brain. “I will defeat you." another ten followed after that, the woman becoming angrier and angrier at her situation at how things had progressed. “I will-" “Sarah, please stop." Joseph said as he gently held Sarahs arm back. “I know how you feel. That deep seeded anger that rages just beneath the surface, just waiting for an excuse to pop out at any moment." Joseph said as he looked at his own hand. The bones seemingly regenerated without his choice in the matter. “Just... Please stop it. The one you want to be taking your anger out on, is not my dear sister. Which, I think you’ve killed her." Aneehs arm instinctually brought a shotgun up to her brother’s face and pulled the trigger.

“Nope. She’s still alive." he said as his jaw and parts of his skull were blown off, only to regenerate in a matter of seconds. “The one you want to take your anger out on, is the one who caused all of this to happen." Joseph whispered into Sarahs sweat covered ear. “You know who I’m talking about. Join the Chasm, and you’ll have your chance." in her blacked out state, the thought was already sown into Sarah’s mind. “That’s it, let my sister out of that nasty looking headlock, and come follow me." the Arhem man said sweetly. “Aneeh?" his reply was a stab to the face. “Very well." he said as he simply took the knife from his face and threw it towards the bottom of the infinite darkness in the battlefield between the Door of Existence and the Chasm of Non-existence.

Shadowmatt returned to the inside of Enigmatts mind and fell asleep. 'Wow... It must’ve taken a lot out of you just to go from Segroth to me. Anything happen?' Enigmatt thought to his Liory. 'The Council is falling apart without the full ten. It won’t be long now before they fall into complete chaos, but that’s not our goal. What is our goal anyways?' Shadowmatt said sleepily to Enigmatt. 'Dunno, but, I guess we’ll just have to train here if it takes that much out of even you to just travel a simple distance.' the Tingions thoughts seemed excited at the prospect of even more rigorous training, but Shadowmatt simply chose to sleep it off. 'Very well my Chosen, but please help your twin deal with this monstrosity first.' the Liory said quietly.

Morgan had drilled a path through fourteen thousand forms of the Creature he once knew, each simply weaker than the previous till he found the core of the monstrosity. But the Creature he knew was far beyond the reach of his friend. Their were tubes and wires, plates and panels, dials, switches, and levers all attached to the Creatures body. “Mor... Morgan?" the Creature siad as the once dark blue liquid was simply a stark and blinding white with blood red cracks throughout the whole mess. “Mo... Morgan..." he said in a depressed tone of voice. “How nice of you to show up here. I’ve been waiting. Waiting here, for so long. Help me." the Creature said as megawatts of electricity surged through his body, changing the color of liquid from a stark white, to a drastic black with bright green swirls in it. “SO I CAN KILL YOU!" the instantly energized Creature said with viciousness in its voice that couldn’t be ignored. “Oh my ****." Morgan said as he was punched into the face and sent flailing through a wall, which he wouldn’t have had a problem with, except the that fist kept traveling with him. “LET GO!" Morgan roared as he desperately to pull the fist free from his face.

The Ruby Wolf flew passed Enigmatt, who had his own problems to deal with. The Nonobots were giving him a harder time than he had originally wanted. “NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!" they screamed as Shia Laboofs face appeared on each of them. Enigmatt was confused as to why they screamed no each time they hit him. “IF YOU SAY NO, THAN STOP HITTING ME! GHOST SLICE!" the Tingion yelled as he spin and sliced his way through the oncoming horde of silvery robotic skeletons. “Jeez, can’t they just leave me alone, for even A single second!?"

The Creature, black with the viral hate of the Chasm deep inside his very blood, looked towards his friend through the gaping hole in the wall. “Well, well, well... Look what we’ve got here? A futile attempt at rescue!" the Creature said as the thick bundles of wires attached to various joints sqeuked with an ethereal sound. Morgan was still trying to get his bearings together as he heard the sounds of Enigmatt slashing through the Nonobots two at a time. “Do you KNOW, what it feels like to be FORCED into doing something that hurts like a bitch...FOURTEEN THOUSAND TIMES IN A **** ROW?" he roared as he mind became more focused. “In the end, I simply changed into a black colored version of myself. But then something marvelous happened to my body Morgan, SOMETHING WONDERFUL!" Morgan stood on his feet, grabbed the hilt of his sword, and focused his energy so the swords blade evolved into a triple scythe. “Yeah... Unfortunately... I do. Kisetsuhazure no k?gan kikku kikku no kami!" the Human shouted as he bolted towards the Creature.

“Oh... This should be good," the Creature said simply as Morgan threw the triple scythe past the Creature, and while he was distracted, he kicked him in the crotch as hard as he possibly could. “WHAT THE ****!?" the Creature squeaked in agony as he saw a red button just between his legs. “But... Who told you!?" Morgan’s friend said as he fell to the floor in pain. “Simple... Aneeh Arhem told me. She wants her brother’s soul to rest in pe-" Joseph burst through the floor and held out his hand as the Creatures body enveloped him. “I’m sorry, but it seems that my dearest sister wishes only the throne of the Arhem family name. I will have to kill my dearest sister, right... Dearest father?" the Creatures black liquid formed a spiky armor that seemed to scratch and cut Joseph deeply, but the clone paid no mind to it.

Enigmatt slammed a Nonobot in the face repeatedly with the butt of his hilt. “STOP-" the Nonobots face dented. “SAYING-" it broke inward, revealing a dark matter generator. “NO!" the dark matter shattered, sucking the Nonobot into its own power source. “Oh my Frathnicing god! That was easy! HOW YOU DOING DOWN THERE!?" enigmat asked loudly as he heard a loud clanging sound from down the hall. “Ok... So... He said to just shout any random thing out right?" the Tingion asked curiously, wondering how this could possibly be any more fun. “Ok... Let’s try... LARGE, GREEN, WIGGLY, JELLO SQUARE ATTACK!" Enigmatt shouted proudly as he poited towards a group of Nonobots rushing towards him. He counted thirty in all. But then he witnessed something that caused him to squeak in excitement. A large, green, jiggly, lime flavored warrior stood next to him. “Don’t eat me." he said simply, causing a tear of hunger pang to slowly crawl down his cheek. “But-" “I know... Just enjoy this moment." “Will I see you again?" the jiggly Jello warrior looked at Enigmatt as the Tingion held out his cybernetic hand as if to touch him. “Seriously? what about-" a single finger pressed against the Jello warriors lips.

“Shh... Don’t talk... Just, go." Enigmatt said quietly as he watched his creation look at him in confusion. “Just go!" Enigmatt said with a quiet mixture of sadness and feelings of betrayal. “I just want to let you know... Those chicken wings, they meant nothing to me!" “GO!" Enigmatt said as he shoved the Jello warrior into the group of Nonobots. They looked at him. The warrior looked back. “**** YOU!" he shouted as he punched one in the face. The Jello eating away at the Nonobots head till it was gone. “WHO WANTS SOME J-E-L-L-O PUDDING CUPS YOU BASTARD!?" the warrior asked furoiusly as he began to pummel the Nonobots down one by one. Enigmatt walked away, only looking back once as his tail drooped onto the floor with one single longing thought in his mind. “Food... Sniff." the Tingion said, his ears perking up at the sound of battle.

“FIGHTING! And more of you guys... Huh? um... Shadowmatt, Shademeonte? Can you take care of the rest of these guys?" two orbs melted off of the tattoo on his left arm and floated in midair. “As you wish our chosen." the two liory said in unison as their bodies formed to almost exact replicas of Enigmatt and his late brother, demeonte. He rushed down the hall to see that his twin, Morgan, was getting slapped around literally by a giant liquid hand. “Wow. Just wow." “Shut up and help me!”Morgan yelled back as the giant hand slammed his body into the ground.

outside, the colossus of darkness hovered above the field of battle, continuing its attack on the battle field as both the Door and the Chasm ripped open the very fabric of space, time, and it seemed the very dimensions itself to win this war. The numbers of soldiers each had were staggering, as well as the variety of beings at their disposal. The tears hung over the battlefield like torn curtains made of candy at a space camp convention. Credion dodged a tentacle as the robotic octopus fired off laser, missiles, and rubber chickens. “WHY!?" was all she could say before the two of them looked up just in time to see a mountain sized foot of the colossus bearing down on them. “Not good." she said, but was quietly releived as the very tip of the big toe of its foot, sheared the robotic octopus in half.

'Sarah! How are you doing?' Credion thought to the Delarose woman, who was busy continuing to beat down the now demented and deranged looking Arhem woman. 'not good Credion, not good at all.' Sarah said as Aneeh had sprouted ten killer whales attached to jump ropes from her back. “Wow... The Chasm really must be reaching out?" she said as the whales swam towards her through the thin air. Aneehs eyes were a dark gray until everyone heard a loud explosion and a huge jet of energy shoot out of the colossus's forehead. “BEWARE THE MIGHT AND PURE STRENGTH OF THE-" an explosion slammed the colossus around like a rag doll as the planetoid crashed to the ground and skidding four hundred miles, flatening, and grinding both the Door and the Chasms armies to only a handful of badly injured survivors. The instant hail of granite statues restarted as those that had survived were impaled into the ground beneath the immense weight on the stones. “Oh my **** god!" Aneeh said as nine of her ten killer whales were simply pounded deep into the ground below from the storm of stones. “Why!?"

the rope attached to the remaining killer whale snapped and no sooner did it express even a hint of joy was it slammed repeatedly in the face by Sarah Delarose and flung into the path of a particularly large statue. The colossus, with out its head, continued its rampaging across the battlefield blindly attacking anything in its path.

the council of ten watch as Barney Fife put the ifnishes punches on Segroth with out any mention of puppets, strings, or drills. It was an awkward battle at the defeated Guardian refused to give up, wanting to still prove his strength against the recently revived Barney Fife. “Look at you Segroth! Its pointless to continue and yet you still do so! Why!? why do you persist when you yourself have witnessed the ravages of the golden strands first hand!?" the puppet king screamed as he punched the nearly unconscious Guardian in the face, whose hands weakly beat against barneys metal chest. ”WHY CONTINUE THIS POINTLESS GAME OF STRENGTH WHEN ASTEROTH HAS DIED, RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOUR **** EYES!?" barney raged. His punches coming faster and faster against the steadily blacking out Segroth.

“WHAT IS IT THAT YOU WANT OT KEEP FROM HAPPENING!? WHAT IS IT THAT YOU’RE SO AFRAID OF!? ANSWER ME DAMN IT! ANSWER ME FOR ASTEROTHS MEMORY!" the puppet screamed into Segroths bloodied ears. The Guardian coughed up blood, spit out a tooth, and vomited. “You want to know? you want to know what I am afraid of? I’ll tell you!" Segroth laughed blantly as his eyes rolled back into his head, falling over. “I’ll, I’ll tell... I’ll tell you... Oh my god... No, no, no, no, no!" the Guardian repeated nonsensically. “NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!" his skin fell from the metal bones underneath as his face changed into Shia Laboofs from the stress of the attacks. The council was in an uproar as the Nonobots identity was revealed. “I’m a bomb! NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!" Barney Fife looked at technarl and gothemos with a look of dispair, as the Nonobots body began to glow brightly. “Why... What is so terrifying?" barney said calmly as the explosion engulfed his body, slowly shattering his being.

“I think... I think I’ll finally rest in piece... Heh." his head was ripped from his shoulders as the enrgy shot through him, the head slammed against the wall with a definitive crack.