Fantasy #2: Powers Combined Part 1 (of 2)
“Excellent Vampiro! Destroy the city!”
Watching from a near by building, Scorpion laughed with pleasure. Sigma Force had retreated, their mechs had taken heavy damage, and he had a new henchman who had single handedly defeated them. It was a good day to be evil.
As he watched Vampiro destroy yet another building, he heard Claytron talking excitedly. Once again he wished that he could understand what they were talking about. After all, what good were guards if you can't tell what they are saying?
As he watched, Scorpion saw an amazing sight. They were under attack. The Claytrons charged down the stairs, hoping to contain the attacker, but seconds later they flew through the air as the attacker detonated an explosive.
As the attacker climbed the stairs, Scorpion saw a human sized being, dressed in a brown robe. He walked towards Scorpion, stepping over the bodies of defeated Claytrons. He came to a stop in front of the villain’s throne.
“Who are you, or what do you want?”
“I would ask you the same thing. When I came to this world, I didn’t expect to see any half man, half scorpions. I am called Master Mage, and I am here because I have seen your monster that is destroying this city. Only one with the Darkmore Grimoire could have summoned such a powerful creature. Give me the book...or die.”
“I do not have this Grimoire, and even if I did, I would not just give it to you. Besides, I did not summon Vampiro. He came to me and offered his assistance in destroying this city and Sigma Force
“In my time here, I have heard of Sigma Force’s great power. I suggest an alliance then. I will help you destroy Sigma Force, and I get their Power Gems.
“The Power Gems were destroyed long ago by Lord Zeff. I do not know how their current powers were created.”
“Then I will take their current source of power, once we find it, and you will rule this world.”
“Agreed, but first, a test of your power. Loki, I need some monsters.”
A small purple being walked up to Scorpion. “Yes Master. Black Knight, Zombitron, and Icebot. All monsters that have given Sigma trouble in the past.
“Excellent choice Loki. Icebot Attack!”
The robotic monster began his attack, but he didn't get any closer then ten feet from Master Mage before the Necromancer pulled a scepter from beneath his cloak. Pointing it at the monster, he fired a beam that completely destroyed Icebot in seconds.
“Zombitron Attack!”
“Sending a member of the undead to fight me? Not smart.”
As Zombitron approached, Master Mage held out he hand and chanted a spell. Zombitron stopped moving.
“Necromancy is my domain Scorpion. Only the great Darkmore himself could be more powerful then me. Zombitron, destroy Black Knight.”
“Yes master.”
Walking towards the Knight, Zombitron attacked. While Black Knight fought bravely, he was no match for Zombitron, who quickly defeated him before destroying himself at Master Mage's command.
“You have made your point Master Mage. Together we will rule the world!”
With that, the villains laughed and Vampiro destroyed the city.
Two weeks later
Sparks flew as the skeleton warrior hit the Ninja Megamech with yet another powerful blow, adding more scorch marks and gouges to the already battered hull. Inside, the Sigma Force struggled to maintain control of the giant robot as fires burned all around them.
“The Ninja Megamech can't take much more of this!”
“Delta. What is the status of the Panther and Dragon Mechs?
Over the intercom, a robotic voice was heard “Not good! They took massive damage in the last fight. They are in no shape to fight.”
“Power levels down to fifteen percent!”
“Power up the Ninjeti Saber!”
“Saber ready.”
“FIRE!”
At the their command, The Ninja Megamech raised it's sword above it's head, as the sword began to glow. The skeletal warrior charged forward for another attack, but it didn't get far before the Mech attacked. It fired a beam of energy as it swung its sword down. The skeleton spun around, caught in the beam's energy before falling to the ground as it was destroyed in a fiery explosion.
Inside the Mech, Sigma Force sighed with relief.
Sigma Gold removed his helmet and rubbed the bridge of his nose. “Damage report.”
Sigma Pink shook her head. “Believe me. You don't want to know.”
“I was afraid of that. Let's get back to the warehouse and try to have repairs done before Scorpion sends another monster.”
Back at the warehouse, Eric, Sigma Gold, looked over the status reports on the Mechs.
“Dragonmech is at thirty percent, Panthermech is at twenty-five percent, and the Ninja Megamech is at eight percent.” He said with a sigh. “Nautica. How long will it take to complete repairs?”
A tall woman in white robes walked up behind him and looked at the report.
“According to Delta's calculations, two and a half weeks.”
“Damn it. What are the odds that Scorpion will wait till we are done?”
“Not good. He is probably creating a new monster even as we speak.”
“Then we need to get some help. And fast. We won't survive another battle.”
The Pit
Fantasy was bored. So far, he had stopped three bank robberies, two rapes, six arsonists, and one kidnapper. All of this was good, but not enough. He was use to evil mutants, intergalactic threats, or your every day idiot bad guys attacking every couple of days. It got old fast, but at least it was a challenge.
In the months since he came to this world, Fantasy had made some friends, fought some enemies, and had gotten use to being in a whole new world, but he needed a challenge. Since the battle against Master Mage*, his biggest challenge had been an assassination attempt on the mayor, and that was just because there had been about twenty thugs he had to fight before they gave up.
Checking a gauge on his bike's speedometer, Fantasy leaned into a curve and couldn't help but laugh. Mac's newest addition to the bike, the Gyroscopic Stabilizer, worked great. His face was six inches from the ground and he still hadn't dropped the bike. Not wanting to press his luck, he hit a button on the dash and the bike righted itself.
Turning, Fantasy headed towards a seemingly dead end. Seconds before he hit the wall, Fantasy hit another button on the dash, which caused a rock to move, revealing one of the five entrances to The Pit.
Racing through the tunnel, he revved the engine, seeing how much noise he could make. He slid into the main tunnel, making as much noise as he could. Entering the main chamber of The Pit, he slid to a stop. On the platform above him, Fantasy saw Mac jump to his feet and walk towards the edge of the platform angrily.
“What the hell are you doing!!? I told you not to push that thing! I still have a few bugs to work out!”
“Relax Mac. I've been riding since I was nine. I know what I am doing.”
“I don't care. I want you to use one of the other vehicles until I get that thing finished.”
“Yes Sir!” Fantasy said sarcastically as he saluted.
Turning off the bike, fantasy climbed the stairs to the platform and walked towards the computer.
“No activity from Master Mage?”
“Nope. If he is still around, he isn't doing anything.”
“That will make it a bit harder to catch him.” Fantasy said. He looked around the room. “Where's The Traveler?”
“Same place he's been for the last ten days. In the gym trying to open the portal.”
Entering the gym, they see The Traveler sitting on a mat in the corner meditating.
“Any luck?”
“None. I am unable to open the portal to Flashjack's universe. I require a link or an image of the destination to open the portal.”
“Guess we keep waiting.”
“Maybe not. I haven't tried since the fight against Annihilix, but I may be able to get to the Astral Plane. From there I can try to find his Psionic signiture. Then it would be a simple mater of me going to where ever he is in my astral form to get an image of the destination.”
Mac laughed. “Yeah. Real simple”
The Traveler tilted his head to the side a bit. “That could work”
“And it may be our only chance.”
After taking a few deep breaths to help him relax, Fantasy closed his eyes...
When he opened his eyes, Fantasy saw that he was on the Astral Plane. Taking a quick look around, he was relieved to see that there was no damage from Annihilix’s return. Psion had said that the Astral Plane had a way of repairing itself once damaged, and it seemed that she was right
Concentrating, Fantasy saw a light on the horizon. Entering the light, he appeared in a park. There, standing in front of him, was Master Mage. The Necromancer was watching a group of skeletons as they battled a team of warriors in multi colored uniforms.
He had seen all he needed to see. Closing his eyes, he returned to his body.
“Any luck?”
Fantasy nodded. “Found him. Lets go.”
After checking his weapons and summoning his sword, Fantasy and the Traveler faced the wall and concentrated. Once again The Traveler placed his hand on Fantasy’s shoulder and the young hero opened the portal. After taking some Alive, he checked his weapons one last time and entered the portal.
A brilliant blue light broke the darkness that had fallen over the park. Stepping out of the portal, Fantasy waited for his eyes to adjust to the darkness and looked around. He didn't have much time for sight seeing though.
Filling the night sky with cries from beyond the grave, a battalion of skeletal warriors quickly surrounded Fantasy. Drawing his sword, the young hero battled the skeletons, striking blow after blow, faster then the human eye could follow.
Just as it seemed he would win, the skeletons received reinforcements in the form of a groups of gray beings. Finishing with the skeletons, Fantasy turned his attention towards the new arrivals.
Fantasy fought hard, but nothing he did seemed to slow them down. Finally, they knocked the hero down and surrounded him. Thinking fast, he began to accelerate the electrons in the ground beneath him, charging it with explosive energy. They may defeat him, but they would have to hit the ground sometime, and if he was going down, he was going to take them with him.
“Hold it right there clay brains.”
Standing ten feet away stood a person in a gold and black uniform. On either side stood 7 others, each with a different colored uniform.
“Anyone know who he is?”
“Nope, but the Claytron are kicking his butt.”
“Lets go Sigma Force!”
Rushing towards the Claytrons, Sigma Force joined the fight. After decelerating the electrons in the ground, Fantasy picked up his sword and stood beside the man in gold.
“Thanks for the help. Who are these guys?”
“Their are called Claytrons. They serve Scorpion.”
“Ok. How do we stop them?”
“Aim for the insignia on their chest.”
Spinning Fantasy punched one in the chest and watched as it shattered. Fantasy smiled as he energized several Shuriken and threw them at the Claytrons
“I like these guys. They blow up good.”
After a brief battle, the Claytrons were defeated and Sigma Force gathered around Fantasy.
“Thanks for the help, but who are you guys?”
“We're Sigma Force. And you are?”
“My name's Fantasy.” Fantasy paused for a moment as he thought. “I'm here looking for a friend of mine. Maybe you've seen him?” Fantasy took a picture of Master Mage out of his pocket. “Those skeletons that the Claytrons helped were his handy work.”
“We haven't seen him, but if he has teamed up with Scorpion, that would explain the new monsters and why they have been so hard to beat.
“We better get back to the warehouse.” Sigma Red said. “Maybe Nautica will know something.”
While the other Sigmas teleported to safety, Sigma Gold sheathed his sword and climbed into his modified Trans Am. Fantasy climbed into the passenger seat and they drove to Sigma Force’s headquarters. If either one of them had bothered to look backwards, they would have noticed that air seemed to shimmer as it followed them.
Watching from a near by building, Scorpion laughed with pleasure. Sigma Force had retreated, their mechs had taken heavy damage, and he had a new henchman who had single handedly defeated them. It was a good day to be evil.
As he watched Vampiro destroy yet another building, he heard Claytron talking excitedly. Once again he wished that he could understand what they were talking about. After all, what good were guards if you can't tell what they are saying?
As he watched, Scorpion saw an amazing sight. They were under attack. The Claytrons charged down the stairs, hoping to contain the attacker, but seconds later they flew through the air as the attacker detonated an explosive.
As the attacker climbed the stairs, Scorpion saw a human sized being, dressed in a brown robe. He walked towards Scorpion, stepping over the bodies of defeated Claytrons. He came to a stop in front of the villain’s throne.
“Who are you, or what do you want?”
“I would ask you the same thing. When I came to this world, I didn’t expect to see any half man, half scorpions. I am called Master Mage, and I am here because I have seen your monster that is destroying this city. Only one with the Darkmore Grimoire could have summoned such a powerful creature. Give me the book...or die.”
“I do not have this Grimoire, and even if I did, I would not just give it to you. Besides, I did not summon Vampiro. He came to me and offered his assistance in destroying this city and Sigma Force
“In my time here, I have heard of Sigma Force’s great power. I suggest an alliance then. I will help you destroy Sigma Force, and I get their Power Gems.
“The Power Gems were destroyed long ago by Lord Zeff. I do not know how their current powers were created.”
“Then I will take their current source of power, once we find it, and you will rule this world.”
“Agreed, but first, a test of your power. Loki, I need some monsters.”
A small purple being walked up to Scorpion. “Yes Master. Black Knight, Zombitron, and Icebot. All monsters that have given Sigma trouble in the past.
“Excellent choice Loki. Icebot Attack!”
The robotic monster began his attack, but he didn't get any closer then ten feet from Master Mage before the Necromancer pulled a scepter from beneath his cloak. Pointing it at the monster, he fired a beam that completely destroyed Icebot in seconds.
“Zombitron Attack!”
“Sending a member of the undead to fight me? Not smart.”
As Zombitron approached, Master Mage held out he hand and chanted a spell. Zombitron stopped moving.
“Necromancy is my domain Scorpion. Only the great Darkmore himself could be more powerful then me. Zombitron, destroy Black Knight.”
“Yes master.”
Walking towards the Knight, Zombitron attacked. While Black Knight fought bravely, he was no match for Zombitron, who quickly defeated him before destroying himself at Master Mage's command.
“You have made your point Master Mage. Together we will rule the world!”
With that, the villains laughed and Vampiro destroyed the city.
Two weeks later
Sparks flew as the skeleton warrior hit the Ninja Megamech with yet another powerful blow, adding more scorch marks and gouges to the already battered hull. Inside, the Sigma Force struggled to maintain control of the giant robot as fires burned all around them.
“The Ninja Megamech can't take much more of this!”
“Delta. What is the status of the Panther and Dragon Mechs?
Over the intercom, a robotic voice was heard “Not good! They took massive damage in the last fight. They are in no shape to fight.”
“Power levels down to fifteen percent!”
“Power up the Ninjeti Saber!”
“Saber ready.”
“FIRE!”
At the their command, The Ninja Megamech raised it's sword above it's head, as the sword began to glow. The skeletal warrior charged forward for another attack, but it didn't get far before the Mech attacked. It fired a beam of energy as it swung its sword down. The skeleton spun around, caught in the beam's energy before falling to the ground as it was destroyed in a fiery explosion.
Inside the Mech, Sigma Force sighed with relief.
Sigma Gold removed his helmet and rubbed the bridge of his nose. “Damage report.”
Sigma Pink shook her head. “Believe me. You don't want to know.”
“I was afraid of that. Let's get back to the warehouse and try to have repairs done before Scorpion sends another monster.”
Back at the warehouse, Eric, Sigma Gold, looked over the status reports on the Mechs.
“Dragonmech is at thirty percent, Panthermech is at twenty-five percent, and the Ninja Megamech is at eight percent.” He said with a sigh. “Nautica. How long will it take to complete repairs?”
A tall woman in white robes walked up behind him and looked at the report.
“According to Delta's calculations, two and a half weeks.”
“Damn it. What are the odds that Scorpion will wait till we are done?”
“Not good. He is probably creating a new monster even as we speak.”
“Then we need to get some help. And fast. We won't survive another battle.”
The Pit
Fantasy was bored. So far, he had stopped three bank robberies, two rapes, six arsonists, and one kidnapper. All of this was good, but not enough. He was use to evil mutants, intergalactic threats, or your every day idiot bad guys attacking every couple of days. It got old fast, but at least it was a challenge.
In the months since he came to this world, Fantasy had made some friends, fought some enemies, and had gotten use to being in a whole new world, but he needed a challenge. Since the battle against Master Mage*, his biggest challenge had been an assassination attempt on the mayor, and that was just because there had been about twenty thugs he had to fight before they gave up.
Checking a gauge on his bike's speedometer, Fantasy leaned into a curve and couldn't help but laugh. Mac's newest addition to the bike, the Gyroscopic Stabilizer, worked great. His face was six inches from the ground and he still hadn't dropped the bike. Not wanting to press his luck, he hit a button on the dash and the bike righted itself.
Turning, Fantasy headed towards a seemingly dead end. Seconds before he hit the wall, Fantasy hit another button on the dash, which caused a rock to move, revealing one of the five entrances to The Pit.
Racing through the tunnel, he revved the engine, seeing how much noise he could make. He slid into the main tunnel, making as much noise as he could. Entering the main chamber of The Pit, he slid to a stop. On the platform above him, Fantasy saw Mac jump to his feet and walk towards the edge of the platform angrily.
“What the hell are you doing!!? I told you not to push that thing! I still have a few bugs to work out!”
“Relax Mac. I've been riding since I was nine. I know what I am doing.”
“I don't care. I want you to use one of the other vehicles until I get that thing finished.”
“Yes Sir!” Fantasy said sarcastically as he saluted.
Turning off the bike, fantasy climbed the stairs to the platform and walked towards the computer.
“No activity from Master Mage?”
“Nope. If he is still around, he isn't doing anything.”
“That will make it a bit harder to catch him.” Fantasy said. He looked around the room. “Where's The Traveler?”
“Same place he's been for the last ten days. In the gym trying to open the portal.”
Entering the gym, they see The Traveler sitting on a mat in the corner meditating.
“Any luck?”
“None. I am unable to open the portal to Flashjack's universe. I require a link or an image of the destination to open the portal.”
“Guess we keep waiting.”
“Maybe not. I haven't tried since the fight against Annihilix, but I may be able to get to the Astral Plane. From there I can try to find his Psionic signiture. Then it would be a simple mater of me going to where ever he is in my astral form to get an image of the destination.”
Mac laughed. “Yeah. Real simple”
The Traveler tilted his head to the side a bit. “That could work”
“And it may be our only chance.”
After taking a few deep breaths to help him relax, Fantasy closed his eyes...
When he opened his eyes, Fantasy saw that he was on the Astral Plane. Taking a quick look around, he was relieved to see that there was no damage from Annihilix’s return. Psion had said that the Astral Plane had a way of repairing itself once damaged, and it seemed that she was right
Concentrating, Fantasy saw a light on the horizon. Entering the light, he appeared in a park. There, standing in front of him, was Master Mage. The Necromancer was watching a group of skeletons as they battled a team of warriors in multi colored uniforms.
He had seen all he needed to see. Closing his eyes, he returned to his body.
“Any luck?”
Fantasy nodded. “Found him. Lets go.”
After checking his weapons and summoning his sword, Fantasy and the Traveler faced the wall and concentrated. Once again The Traveler placed his hand on Fantasy’s shoulder and the young hero opened the portal. After taking some Alive, he checked his weapons one last time and entered the portal.
A brilliant blue light broke the darkness that had fallen over the park. Stepping out of the portal, Fantasy waited for his eyes to adjust to the darkness and looked around. He didn't have much time for sight seeing though.
Filling the night sky with cries from beyond the grave, a battalion of skeletal warriors quickly surrounded Fantasy. Drawing his sword, the young hero battled the skeletons, striking blow after blow, faster then the human eye could follow.
Just as it seemed he would win, the skeletons received reinforcements in the form of a groups of gray beings. Finishing with the skeletons, Fantasy turned his attention towards the new arrivals.
Fantasy fought hard, but nothing he did seemed to slow them down. Finally, they knocked the hero down and surrounded him. Thinking fast, he began to accelerate the electrons in the ground beneath him, charging it with explosive energy. They may defeat him, but they would have to hit the ground sometime, and if he was going down, he was going to take them with him.
“Hold it right there clay brains.”
Standing ten feet away stood a person in a gold and black uniform. On either side stood 7 others, each with a different colored uniform.
“Anyone know who he is?”
“Nope, but the Claytron are kicking his butt.”
“Lets go Sigma Force!”
Rushing towards the Claytrons, Sigma Force joined the fight. After decelerating the electrons in the ground, Fantasy picked up his sword and stood beside the man in gold.
“Thanks for the help. Who are these guys?”
“Their are called Claytrons. They serve Scorpion.”
“Ok. How do we stop them?”
“Aim for the insignia on their chest.”
Spinning Fantasy punched one in the chest and watched as it shattered. Fantasy smiled as he energized several Shuriken and threw them at the Claytrons
“I like these guys. They blow up good.”
After a brief battle, the Claytrons were defeated and Sigma Force gathered around Fantasy.
“Thanks for the help, but who are you guys?”
“We're Sigma Force. And you are?”
“My name's Fantasy.” Fantasy paused for a moment as he thought. “I'm here looking for a friend of mine. Maybe you've seen him?” Fantasy took a picture of Master Mage out of his pocket. “Those skeletons that the Claytrons helped were his handy work.”
“We haven't seen him, but if he has teamed up with Scorpion, that would explain the new monsters and why they have been so hard to beat.
“We better get back to the warehouse.” Sigma Red said. “Maybe Nautica will know something.”
While the other Sigmas teleported to safety, Sigma Gold sheathed his sword and climbed into his modified Trans Am. Fantasy climbed into the passenger seat and they drove to Sigma Force’s headquarters. If either one of them had bothered to look backwards, they would have noticed that air seemed to shimmer as it followed them.
*--See Fantasy #1 for details
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