Pseudo smirked, once again alone in his chamber. He was now alone, having sent the new robot out. Almost on cue, Vaurix, Pyrak, and Ratch walked in. The Twilighter smiled and sat up. "Ah, gentleman, might I declare to you that my latest masterpiece is finished." Ratch scoffed, while Vaurix asked, "What's that?" Havering folded his hands. "Scorn." Ratch laughed, asking, "So who exactly IS this Scorn?" Pseudo closed his eyes. "My new bodyguard." Ratch sneered. "Well, 'e can't be as tough as me!" Havering's eyes opened again. "He's tougher." "What?" "He's your model, with a few 'improvements'" "But that's impossible!"
The Twilighter snickered, snapping a finger. A massive, seven-foot robot walked in the main archway. Ratch was in shock. "What would you have me do, Sir?" the new robot asked. "Demonstrate your power on the one who looks like a primitive you." With that, Ratch assumed a fighting stance, but couldn't even blink before the crushing hand was around his throat. Scorn narrowed his eyes. "Insignificant scrap-heap, writhe." With that, Scorn deftly tossed Ratch away.
Havoc shook his head and lunged, striking Scorn with his clawed fists on the back. The robot turned as if it had hardly phased him, then backhanded Ratch clear across the room. Havering snickered. Ratch clambered to his feet. "Look, you may have the brains to make him, but yer NUTS Havering! Yer mad!" And with that, the robot scurried out the door. Pseudo chuckled, waving a dismissive hand. Scorn bowed and walked off. The Twilighter rose to his feet, ignoring the looks on Vaurix and Pyrak's faces, walking over to the balcony.
"The time is right..." he stated. Raising his hands he called out "I am the supreme villain! Hear me, O Zolott! Oh meager planet! Tremble at what I am about to unleash! Sleeping titan...ARISE!" With those words, the ground began to shake, and Havering laughed. "At last, my greatest hour. Now let them come...let the heroes try and stop me!"
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Multex drunkenly smiled, looking about. In his gaze, his eyes fell upon a small vial of red liquid on his belt. Taking it in one hand, he hiccuped and stated "Eh? Whatsch thisch? Only one way to find out!" Before anyone could protest, he downed the contents in a single gulp. The Agent's eyes shot open. "HOLY S***! That's a kick to the gut!" he rasped. "Wait a moment...what's this??" he asked, looking at a vial in his hand. He smacked his forehead. "Oh god, don't tell me I downed the med drink! Now I'll be on edge for days!"
"But when aren't you on edge?" a voice asked. Tex turned around. "Oh shut up. NM! Christ! Where the heck were YOU?" The small blue monster smiled. "Elementary. I gave mister roboto a jolt to the system with my Plasmatic attack, then ran like the blazes to get here." Multex shook his head, when the ground began to shake. The group nearly fell over. Catching himself, the Agent cursed. "It's gotta be little boy blue. We gotta get to work!" NM nodded, and before anyone could object, the two ran off.
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The two were standing in some type of junkyard, over the stripped body of a car. Multex rubbed his hands. "Let's get to work! A number 566, my friend." NM nodded again, then drew out his claws and pulled off the doors on his side. Multex ripped off the ones on his, then chopped the roof clean off. NM ripped out the headlights, then helped the Agent bend the car into a U shape. 707 wiped his brow, then tore off the four extentions to where the roof had been. The small, blue monster pulled off the trunk, then rammed into the back of the car, smashing it flat and inward. Multex walked to the front and smashed in the front of the car with a massive kick. With a little work, it became a perfect inverted dome.
Multex rubbed his hands, then grabbed a steel hubcap off a nearby junk pile. He bent it until it was a perfect metal O. He pulled a gluegun out of his pocket and applied adhesive to one side, sticking it in place after he ripped off a section of the floor, exposing the wires. Reaching inside his coat, he pulled out a long, mahogany cane, and applied glue to both ends. The Agent stuck it in the hole in the metal O, and pocketed the gun. He reached over as NM handed him a large set of metal fan blades. The Agent applied them to the glue on the top of the cane, then pulled out a screwdriver. "Now the fun part."
Getting to work, the Agent began to repair the engine and connect various wires. About an hour later, he was done. Dusting off his hands, he hopped into the driver's seat. NM joined him in the passanger side. "Hold it!" a voice yelled. Looking over, Agent and monster saw D'Nel and Ray Noh. Both had packs slung over their shoulders. "What do you screw ups want?" Multex asked. D'Nel hefted his pack. "Well, we're on lookout for a new location to survey, and we decided we know you best, and you're the only man with transportation skills, so.." "You want a ride. Just great...Hop in and shaddap." Multex groaned. The two took the two back seats. "Contact." Multex stated as he turned the radio knob. Almost instantly, then fan blades began to spin, and with a mechanical hum, the craft lifted from the ground. Over the roar of wind, Multex yelled, "Let me guess...you robbed some place blind?" D'Nel cursed, then replied. "Yes, you pain. That Sanctuary. We followed Havering in and got to work. Multex snickered, turning back to the wheel. "Screw ups." He chuckled, taking the wheel, guiding the craft forward by releasing the break.
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The rumbling of the ground intrigued the stranger. He fixed his cloak, then vanished from the spot. He appeared in the Nexus. "Look, we don't have much time now. I come to offer my aid. I offer you the Elemental stones. They change your body to suit their elemental purpose. They should help you," he said, pulling out an ornate box from his cloak, opening it and holding it out. "I shall appear here, and remain here until I am no longer needed and the time has passed."