~As the curtains pull away to allow this story to begin, a deep voice, belonging to a man, speaks as the camera is fixed upon the slowly rotating earth.~
"All of the way from the dawn of our creation,
mankind has established their place on this world.
They built their cities, their families, their laws,
and built their own societies."
~The image of the earth begins to decay into a purple color.~
"Humans are born with the need of power,
and with emotions, as well as poor judgment.
It is in them to wrong themselves and others,
resulting in wars, struggle, and even annihilation.
Their own suspicions and lust for supremacy and control,
is what inevitably lead to their downfall.
All living things will, one day, come to an end,
but how we are judged here can mark our place in the universe,
among all things that exist, seen.. or unseen.
What will be judged.. and whom?
What determines the fate of humans, the fate of Gods,
and who decides the fate of all things?
That is about to be decided."
Make War, Not Pixels!
~Three years have passed since the once perfect city of Rapture met further ruin, and the fateful battle that took place on the sea floor. The heroes responsible for the temporary salvation of the Earth: Nintendofreak and Retro Belmont, have since gone their separate ways.~
[New York City, 2021]
*An awesome rock n' roll intro is heard as the title fades and the view changes into New York City, a somewhat more futuristic setting than what it used to be. A darkened sky looms overhead, with a shooting star wiping across the sky. As the credits of notable people fade, down below, the homeless roam the streets, holding up signs which read things such as "Abandon Hope" or "The End came and won't leave, even though I asked nicely."
Down an alleyway, behind some old junk, a secret passageway leads into a makeshift home occupied by our former antagonist: Retro Belmont.*
Retro: *Watching the news while laying lazily on the couch*
~The front door slams. Fera walks away from it and throws a book towards a table but it misses and bounces off of Retro's head, but he doesn't notice. She collapses down on the couch on top of him.~
Retro: Something wrong? I was getting worried.
Fera: *Sigh* No. It's just this state of the world we're in. Ridiculous.
Retro: It's getting worse, too. *Lifts Fera up off him and they both sit upright* I've been watching the news for the past few months, everything seems to be sinking down into the surface of the Earth, as if the ground is becoming less solid. It's such a bizarre set of events, my only guess is that what happened in Rapture set this off. We're heading right for the apocalypse.
Fera: Sweetie, I don't think the apocalypse is going to be the best thing for us right now.
Retro: At least there's the thrill of deep space!
Fera: *Looks downward* You know how I can apparently sense dimensions and power such as that? Yeah, well, when I was outside I used my magic to check in on these weird sensations I've been feeling lately. And, well..in outer space- right outside earth, there just happen to be these...things.
Retro: What? O-Zone? Bah, that stuff should be easy to burn through!
Fera: No, I mean a whole assortment of dimensional holes that will suck you in and crush you like an ant being run over by a train the size of the sun. The second we try and leave, we'll be killed. *Starts to tear up*
Retro: I'll find a way to save us, I promise. By the time the Earth is gone, both of us will be living happily on a new, peaceful planet somewhere.
Fera: Okay.. *Wipes tears* I have something to tell you, and I guess now is the best time.
~Fera whispers something to Retro, the biggest frown ever imagined happened at this moment, as Retro slouches in his seat while some 'Game Over' music plays in the background.~
Retro: But I don’t know how to be a dad!
[Three years earlier: Rapture]
Fred: Aaaannnnd we’re out of fuel oh man
Leaven: You haven’t even taken off yet! Forget this. *Speaks to walkie talkie* Men, I’m sending you some coordinates to my location, I need a transport to the CIA headquarters!
Fred: Hey can I come with you buddy? Huhhuhuhuhuhuhuh?
Leaven: If you pledge loyalty to the Celestial Inflation Agency and the comander.
Fred: We goin’ to SPACE?!
Leaven: Provided we don’t die any second now. (And without the prototype or pixels either.. How am I gonna explain this to the commander? I'm trusted with this voayge to Rapture to secure the items of power and I just bring him this guy instead.)
Leaven: So.. what are you doing here anyway, kid?
Fred: I’m not a kid. I’m going to sexually molest you for that come here-
Leaven: *Backhands Fred out the window of the helicopter.*
~Elsewhere, Clyde and Kane sit aboard a Legion helicopter and extract 'the machine' from Rapture.~
Kane: Excuse me, Clyde, this is supposed to be what, exactly?
Clyde: The solution.
Kane: To what?
Clyde: The end to the war, of course. With this, Rapture and the Earth is finished, and the Galaxy will soon be my own personal Empire. And it’s all thanks to you.
Kane: Empire, huh?
Clyde: Do you seek power, Kane?
Kane: *Stares into his reflection in the windshield* What I seek is to be superior to X-65.
Clyde: We are going to seek it together then. Welcome to the family, commander. *They shake hands*
~Kane’s eyes shift out of the window and spot something.~
Kane: Clyde, look at this!
Clyde: Fontane is.. dead? I wouldn’t believe it if I wasn’t seeing it with my own eyes! This is a glorious day, indeed! Bwahaha!
Kane: X-65 wasn’t willing to end it himself..what an idiot.
Clyde: Perhaps part of him thinks he can still save Director. As you’ve just said, what an idiot.
Kane: Ah, he just left, and apparently so did Belmont.
Clyde: Leave them be. I have this strong feeling that we won’t have to worry about them later. *Sneer*
~Back in present time, but out in the Galaxy somewhere, the CIA Headquarters floats aimlessly. A huge space station, not any particular shape, but inside is an armada of soldiers, all sporting baseball helmets and bats at their side. Leaven strides through twin automatic doors and into a briefing chamber. On the wall, a flat screen monitor lights up and shows something or someone sitting in the darkness. And as we all know, the only thing you can see in absolute darkness is a pair of someone’s eyes.~
???: Leaven, so you've returned. What have you to report?
Leaven: Planet Earth, without what I assume is the power of the machine extracted three years ago, will indefinitely destroy itself soon. However, the 'prototype' seems to still be on the planet, and hasn't made any sort of escape. Now then, as for the war, the Planetary Defenders Guild is giving us full attention, and will no doubt join the fray soon. As for Legion, they pose no serious threat to us at this time. Merely a fly buzzing in our face, all we have to do is locate the swatter.
???: We'll have to recover the prototype somehow. There's still time to retrieve him, I know it. Leaven... about these dimensional holes...
Leaven: We had to forge them using the energy of the old one, sir. That's the one that the Epic Dino Guild stole from us earlier. But since it's unstable due to a mysterious blast, the energy is unstable. Who knows how it might react if we encounter it. We're having enough trouble controlling it as it is...
???: Your lack of non-troubling thoughts disturbs me.
Leaven: Do you know something I don't?
???: The manufactured dimensions are fine. The main threat to keeping them there is a mysterious power known to some as "Yerp". Have you heard of such a power?
Leaven: I may have, yes.
???: There was a large amount of it in Dimension 'A', (AKA Epic Dino Dimension) until it was destroyed by this unknown power. The excess power seems to have warped to two different spots.
Leaven: Honestly. sir, this has had me confused for the past three years..
???: Just imagine something for a moment: A vessel containing Yerp energy suddenly expands and shatters a dimension. The energy contracts and splits, causing the vessel carrying it to be warped to two different places. One is the vessel itself, not going anywhere, the next...
???: Anywhere in the known universe.
Leaven: How can you figure that?
???: I don't know. Something just tells me that I should know that. I'm taking my wild card for this moment to say that I know something completely non-canon.
Leaven: Interesting. Can I fathom such a card, My Lord?
???: *Laughs* I have not yet explained to you all that I know, Leaven. Do not worry, the power to do many things will come to you as promised, yes. But before that, I must express more concern to you. There were two men in Dimension A before it sealed: The Yerp vessel, and a man who contained the vast amount of pixels we've been looking for. We took him out of the dimension and questioned him, but alas, that's when he...
Leaven: …That’s when he escaped. I have yet to meet this man, but I know that will change. You say...he wore a suit of pixels, correct?
???: Yes. He has amazing powers from what I saw on the hidden tape feed. That submarine was destroyed, but thankfully we know his power. I'll have to look into it after priority one is dealt with.
Leaven: Excuse me, sir, I can't help but revisit the Yerp issue.
???: Yes, what about it?
Leaven: Do you think that there is a chance that this mysterious power will return?
???: For all of our sakes.. I hope I never live to see it. It could spell death for us all.
~Elsewhere, on the edge of the very universe itself~
~Not far away, a peaceful planet is peacefully being peaceful. A peaceful race of peace loving aliens enjoy the peace-filled day.~
Citizen: Help! Help! Everything is not peaceful! Do you hear me? I say that everything we've thought peaceful is most certainly, 110% UNSAFE.
Other citizen: Hey, calm down Jerry, you're straining yourself yelling so much about needless things. Why don't you sit down and enjoy the peaceful picnic?
Jerry: *Shockingly turns his head to the speaker* You..don't tell me to calm down! *Points finger in his face with his mouth wide open* You're always doing that! I HATE it!
Another citizen: You two, you're worrying a bit much about things yeah? Everything's so peaceful, we don't gotta tell eachother, it's this planet's number one, unspoken rule, and...*Stops mid-sentence and points up into the sky* ..we're all done for!!
~A gigantic, moon-like object sits in the sky. Across its front, a pair of large eyes and a white mustache that took up most of it. Atop its “head” a navy blue cap. The mustache lifts upward and a large gaping hole appears, which was surrounded by pincer-like teeth.~
Moon: I WILL CONSUME ALL. COMSUME..EVERYTHING. YERP.
Citizen: Well that's new.
Uniyerp: I. AM. UNIYERP. I WILL DEVOUR THE COSMOS. BUT FIRST, I MUST DELVE INTO THE FABRIC OF ULTIMATE PLEASURE.
Jerry: Please spare us! You've gotta!
Uniyerp: I WILL SPARE NO ONE. THIS UNIVERSE IS EXPENDABLE AND VULNERABLE, SO IT MUST BE DIGESTED AND REBORN INTO AN INVINCIBLE ENTITY. YOU WILL ALL BE RECYCLED. *Moves towards the planet with his pincers out*
~Elsewhere, back on Earth.~
Retro: So, I just have to break through that rift in space-time to get through, right?
Fera: You can’t. See, that’s what I’ve been trying to tell you. You’ll die if you try it, and you’ll die trying. Just don’t do it, please?
Retro: I won’t know unless I try!
~Retro transforms into his original Pixel suit using his P.exe.l arm, which by the way allows him to take off his suit aside from the one arm where P.exe.l’s energy is attached to.~
Retro: Get ready for the fight of your life, gravity!
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