"Holy **** dude! Howed you do that!?" Bobby asked when the weight was lifted.

"Easy, I just imagined myself as strong as three Big Bangs and it happened. Did Blake explain to you how everything works?" Morgan asked with a little bit of curiosity to see just how prepped Blake had made everyone.

Daniel was the first to chirp up. "Yeah, he did when we were being beamed down here."

"Not beamed Dan, downloaded. If we are where I think we are, then chances are that we've been downloaded. Anyways, since you're so opposed to us joining you-" Morgan interrupted him.

"I'm not opposed to it," the lost wolf began. "its just that I'm worried that you won't be able to handle yourselves in a fight where there are litterally trillions of enemies coming after you at once."

"Well, let's put that to a test then Morg!" Blake suggested.

"What do you have in mind?" He asked with a little happiness.

"Well, you've got, what, six, seven of those Angels with you? Plus the Deom, plus Reason?" Bobby asked.

"So that makes, what? Nine total?" Daniel summed up. Morgan wasn't sure where this was heading, he was sure of one thing though, it would be interesting to see where it ended. "So, what if you lent us each two Angels, I mean, we've got a whole world here for our battle right? What if we set it up like we did when that virus was running rampant in the Video Game world?"

Morgan sighed, "You mean like the whole Final Fantasy Seven game? You want to go all R.P.G like? Sure thing, but first, you'll each have to fight me to do this thing."

"Rock, paper, scissors?" Daniel asked, not really wanting to do the whole physical fighting bit.

"What about just a first hit wins?" Bobby asked, wanting to get this done quickly.

"How about we all just beat the ever loving crap out of each other?" Blake said, wanting to know the full extent of the Lost Wolf's power.

"How about we just go with Dan's idea?" Morgan suggested.

It was the easiest solution to everyone's problem.

And then Skylar crashed, fist first, into Morgan's face and the whole thing went insane.

"****!" He shouted as his target's head slammed into a nearby block. "WHAT THE **** WERE YOU GUYS THINKING NOT BRINGING ME ALONG!?" Skylar shouted as he rammed another fist into Morgan's head. "You leave without telling anybody on Facebook, **** goes insane all over the place, new political parties are just shunted in our faces like we're supposed to just accept them, then everything goes all tiny toons on us! next thing we know we have to fight our toast for a decent breakfast, lamp posts are picking everyone off like its a game of tag, and last but certainly not least.... YOU CAUSED MY **** FARM TO JUST IMPLODE ON ITSELF YOU SON OF A **** BITCH!"

Blake, Bobby, and Dan were forced to concur with Skylar's sudden appearance, outburst, and assualt.

"Yeah, my City went bankrupt, Dan's fish tank went got sushified, and Bobby's mafia was arrested. So.... It's all your fault bud. Hey Sky, how've you been?" Blake asked without much concern.

"Oh, I'm doing fine- YOU SON OF A FARM KILLING BITCH! Sen man hari no sutoraiki!"

"Round one!" Blake shouts as they get ready ffor the rock paper, scissors tournament to decide how they should do this. The first round was Blake against Morgan, with Bobby doing the reffing.

"Okay, best out of three rounds! Ready set go!" The two men stared at each other like long time rivals getting a chance to truly duke it out. Their fists pumped the air three times before slamming into their palms with the force of a hurricane. The winds roared to life as they made their choices. Bobby looked at the results.

"Blake decided on paper, Morgan went with rock!" Bobby announced.
"Round two!" He shouted as he gave the signal to begin again.

The process repeated.

"Blake went with paper again, while Morgan switched to scissors! Morgan wins the second round! The match is now tied!" Daniel and Skylar cheered for Blake as beads of sweat started forming on both mens brows.

"Round three!"

The process repeated yet again. The result was already predetermined.

"Blake wins!" Bobby announced. Blake smiled, shaking Morgan's hand. "Good game." Were the only words that Blake spoke as he switched places with Bobby.

"Batch two between Bobby and Morgan, round one, fight!" Bobby and Morgan ripped through all three round. "Round one, Bobby wins! Round two, another victory for Bobby! Round three, a flawless victory for the Bobster!" Blake shouted out as Bobby shot him a look.

"Seriously? The Bobster!?" There was a glaring look at Blake who simply shrugged.

"Match three! Daniel versus Morgan! Begin!" Blake announced as they too slammed through all three rounds. "Round one belongs to Morgan with a rock over scissors! Daniel wins the second round with a scissors through paper! Daniel seals Morgan's fate with a paper over rock! Round three belongs to Daniel!" Blake shot his fist into the air.

"Match four between Skylar and Morgan! begin!" Morgan's friend shouted as the match began. Skylar slammed Morgan down with a bait and switch, sending down a rock, causing Morgan to go with paper, then switched to scissors, ending the first match. Morgan claimed the second round with a straight out rock over scissors. Skylar ended the match with a paper over rock victory, then for good measure, simply punched Morgan in the throat.

"Alrighty! RPG setting it is!" Morgan said while bringing out the Skeletal Angels with him. "Alpha, Omega, Feuer, Wasser, Erde, shwarz, Licht, Dunkelheit, ich rufe Sie Ihre Formulare!" He called out, as the blue magma ruptured through the ground and formed the Death's Claw attatched to one thousand feet of chain. several links rose into the air and wrapped around seven invisible beings who faded into view.

"What the ****... Are THOSE!?" Bobby asked in both shock and amazement. He had seen some pretty **** up things since the Dread Queen nearly bit the planet in half a few months ago, and a whole slew of things that warped the very understanding he had, that when he cooked a Poptart in the morning, the rest of the box shouldn't become sentient and protest the eating of their kind.

Morgan didn't say anything as the Angel's burst into existence, their elemental signatures forming with them.

"Meet the Skeletal Angels! Alpha and Omega, Licht and Dunkel, Feuer, Wasser, Luft, and Erde. Each have their own stories about how they came to be as they are now. Each have a goal they've left unfinished in life, and as they temporary new masters, you must complete these tasks, and defeat me in turn. Since we are running out of time as every single Existence is being ground into each other by a douche bag Core, you'll experience some weird **** ****." Morgan explained, the blue magma that had slammed up his arm, now spreading to the rest of his body, covering his head.

"What is your goal in this? What are you going to do to keep us form achieving our goal?" Skylar asked as three beams of data shot onto them.

"Well, since Enigmatt is going to be joining us as well, I have a few plans in place." Morgan chimed happily, his body now fully changed into the Lost Wolf mode.

Red fur covered him from head to toe as black obsidian crystalline structures jutted outwards all over his chest, back, shoulders, arms, and legs.

His eyes went form green to black with blue irises and glowing red pupils.

"Now choose your class! I'll be at the end waiting for you! This whole blocky, crap filled world is pretty much Minecraft, but with cooler enemies and minibosses." His voice had changed too, but they were left with little chance to question his motives.

"Just how much time do we have to compelte everything?" daniel asked. his timing was perfect as a creepy faced moon with the skull kids mask appeared high in the distance. A hologram of Enigmatt popped in dressed in knights armor.

"All righty, I'm guessing he picked me to be the main character!" The Tingion stated as calmly as he could. Daniel tapped him on the shoulder and whispered something. "Oh, all right! Yeah I think that's a better idea! Daniel here is now the leader of the party! Your races and classes have preselected." He stated.

The light on Bobby condensed and changed his being to that of a half dragon, half Archon with characteristics of the Scourge. He was also armed with a dual back mounted class ten hurricane minigun.

"****!?" The hybrid screamed as his latent psyonic and draconic energies started enveloping him like a living flame. "I'monfireI'monfireI'monfireI'monfire!" He roared as he ran around in circles till he realized it didn't hurt. Daniel smiled widely.

Dans beam of light condensed on him, and dispersed just as quickly. He had been changed into a half lycan, half astromech with characteristics of a Forsaken. Inside of his his mechanized body, he had a reality warping dimensional core, which could temporarily create any weapon he needed in the blink of an eye.

"I need a shave. And a oil bath." He stated plainly as he created a bucket of water directly over Bobby, the water poured out on top of the burning Draconic Archon, almost extinguishing what he thought was fire. "Must feed! Must have energy!" He roared as the ball of latent energy consumed him again.

Skylar's beam of energy condensed and released. He had been changed into a half baked potato, half moth, with pet moth characteristics. "SON OF A BITCH!" He screeched with anger. Unwittingly, he had summoned up a super condensed ball of dual light saber wielding moths. In the few seconds they had been created, they all dived bombed into Bobby's psyonic flames.

"How screwed up is that!? Blake, what'd you get changed into?" Skylar asked.

Blake's beam of light condensed and dispersed.

"Um, yeah... WHAT THE HELL MAN!" He raged. The only change he'd been given was the power to shoot ray of light that simply created a perfect clone of whatever the beam hit. Blake tried it out on Skylar. The baked potato moth clone he created simply dove into Bobby's Draconic Archon fire.

"It works!"

"My change sucks!" Skylar complained. The beam of light slammed the baked potato moth hybrid into the ground, and changed him into a half battle cruiser, half giant Pikachu with Orcish characteristics. He had also gained the disturbing addiction of launching himself at any source of fire, no matter how small.

Considering the fact that Bobby was now only seven and a half feet tall, engulfed in a orangish white ball of psyonic flame, while Skylar was the size of a mountain, and weighed several hundred million tons with a penchant for throwing himself at anything on fire. This provided some comic relief as Bobby ran around while Skylar repeatedly crashed into him.

Blake was the only one who noticed that the Skeletal Angels were hanging silently in the sky.

"Enigmatt, I suppose Morgan left those here for us to choose from?" He asked, in a slightly irritated voice.

"Yep! There are seven Angels. So I'll take the first one, and you guys can divide the rest among yourselves. I'm hungry." Enigmatt says with a bit of reluctance. Blake nodded in agreement.

"We're all hungry on the inside Enigmatt. We're all hungry. Anyways, I don't know what Morgan has in store for us, but we'd best use our time wisely." He added.

The Tingion Prince walked up to the Skeletal Angel that had clumps of dirt and rocks stuck onto its body, but paused for a little while. The Skeletal Angel did nothing to affirm or deny Enigmatt's choice.

"So you would choose to earth to fight with? Why not any of the others?" The thick German accent of the angel catching Enigmatt off guard. The Tingions tail flickered this way and that, his blue eyes think of some reason or another why he should truthfully pick Erde out of all the rest.

"When it comes down to it, earth will always be earth. The fires of the Sun may scorch it, the oceans may flood it, time may erode it, the beginning and end may scatter it, but in the end, earth will always be there in one form or another." There was a slight silence between the two.

"Oh very well. But know that having no rival but yourself to build upon is a very tedious, difficult path. And I didn't ask for a lesson in philosophy! You could have just said, 'Oh! I think you're cool!' and I would have been like, 'Oh good! Let's team up!'" The Skeletal Angel continued on. More and more, Enigmatt simply began to think this was a very stupid smart creature. Erde faded away, and Enigmatt felt the totality of earth within his mind.

'Now go get me some food Monkey Boy!'

'Kinda racist aren't you?'

'No, you're a monkey in design. Therefor, Monkey Boy is the closest thing I can think of to call you.'

Next, Blake walked up, the weight of what was about to transpire finally hitting him. The finality of the beginning and the end, locked in a forever repeating cycle.
'Blake...' Alpha and Omega said simply, the lovers mind connected to his own. 'You wish to control the beginning and the end of your life don't you?' There was something in their voices intermingling that creeped him out.

"Nope. Feuer, Wasser, get your soaking fiery butts here right now!" He shouted as Wasser and feuer looked at each other.

"What the hell man!?" Alpha shouted, confused at his sudden change of heart.

"Look, maybe I'm not ready for the whole Alpha or Omega thing yet. So... Till then, I'm gonna go with these guys. Dan? Your up!"

"That's messed up man, you gave us hope then took it-"

"Shut it." Blake replied.

Morgan settled into the simple throne room he'd constructed out of the mountain side. He was in the middle of planning something small. Nothing too fancy. A female voice, one that he knew all too well, whispered into his ear.

"We need to talk."

He hated those words. "What is it darling?"

Caasi gave him a reproachful look, one that left him confused as to what he had done this time.

"Well, what's on your mind?" Morgan asked casually, knowing deep down that this wasnt going to be a pleasant conversation. She simply stood there, glaring at him, as if he'd done something wrong.

"Are you going to tell me? Because I have no clue why you're being a bitch to me right now." The words came out of him so easily, that he'd forgotten to whome he was talking to.

He knew what those four words meant, and it always ended the same way.

"Did I do something wrong?"

"Did you!?" She replied accusingly.

"Well, maybe you could tell me so that this can be easier for both of us. I'm tired of your head games Caasi. If you want to leave me, then leave. Don't try to make this into some sort of battle of the minds, or try to make me feel bad because you're in a bad mood. Out with it."

The woman in front of him seemed a little hurt. "You did something wrong-"

"NO! You're just in a pissy mood, because something you wanted to happen didn't! Now what the flying **** is wrong with you!?" Morgan demanded. He was through being considerate or caring when she did this to him.

"I'm... I'm leaving you. I'm going back to Resaec."

Morgan tried hard not to laugh when he heard this. He needed her to think she had hurt him, that she had something over him.

'Damn it... I just can't.' He thought to Reason, who was laughing his **** off about the whole thing.

"Well? Aren't you going to try and save what we have?"

Morgan jutted out his jaw, rapped his fingers on the thrones arm, and finally stood up. He paused for a moment, paced, never letting her out of his sight. "So you're leaving me?"

"Yes."

"And you're going back to Resaec?"

"Yes."

"Again?"

"Yes. Again."

Morgan couldn't tell if he was happy or sad at this point. He didn't really feel anything at this point anymore. He walked up to her in a brisk fashion, opened his mouth to say something, but found he couldn't.

"Why?"

"I just want to."

"That's ****."

"It's the truth, I just don't love you anymore. It's not exciting anymore, everyone's just lovey dovey with me, and I can't stand it!"

"That's also ****. Admit it, you really just want to keep hurting me don't you?" He asked calmly, raising a hand high into the air. "If your going to leave me, then just leave me. Leave me alone, get the **** out of my life, and stay that way. You and I are now enemies-"

"BUT-"

"No butts. You want to break up with me? You want me to be angry to the fullest extent?"

"BUT HONEY-"

"I am no longer yours. Get out of my sight you useless **** bitch."

God he wanted to slap her across the face as hard as he could, just once he would've loved to haul off and just slap her face for hurting him this badly. His hand quivered in the air, open palm, just waiting for his brain to give the signal. She saw the hand and cowered just a little.

"Go. If I ever see you again, Bloody Strands or no. I'm coming to the core of your giant fat space **** and ripping you apart."

She looked hurt as she faded away in the darkness of the room. "I'm single again. About **** time." He said, split down the middle about he should feel. Now all he had to do was wait for Dan, Bobby, Blake, Skylar, and Enigmatt.

The group left the spot they had landed, deciding on the game name "Kick the crap out of Morgan's head" based on Blake's preference for titles of that sort of nature. As they traveled through the blocky realm, they came to the ridiculously small town of Besla, consisting of only hot dog stand, two bricks, and a jail for anyone who thought of throwing the two bricks at the hot dog stand.

"WELCOME TO BELSA, POPULATION FOUR BILLION!" said a man in a burlap sack.