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"Oi...tell me I didn't hear what I heard I just heared," O'Chunks said, his voice dropping into a low growl as he started stomping his way over to the puny-sized alien.


"Y'didn't insult me girth, or me chunks, or even me brains...but INSULTIN' A MAN'S OWN MOTHER BE AN INVITATION TO YER OWN GAME-OVER! I OUGHTA PULL ON YE LIKE STRING CHEESE! I OUGHTA--"




O'Chunks stopped dead in his tracks, possibly sparing this tiny creature from the walloping of a lifetime. Noticing the green one's perceptive observation, he placed two hands on his hips and let out a laugh.




"Y'aren't gonna be doin' any chunkin' with those noodle arms, me boy," O'Chunks said to Fleetway with a chuckle. "You should join me 'n the green one here on our path to glorious victory! The Count's monsters'll soften 'em up, and then they'll be soft enough for those arms to start doin' actual chunkin', y'hear?

Despite O'Chunks' words seemingly being an insult towards Fleetway's lack of "beef", he was entirely sincere in his offer.





"What can I provide ye? Look around! The Count's picked out an army for ye, and it's yours to lead! I've got me own experiences commandin', though, so if ye want nothin' t'do with 'em, I'll take 'em off your hands!"

O'Chunks pumped his huge fists together.

"And as for meself, I can probably pick up the spiky one and chuck 'em aaaaaalllll the way over that mountain yonder. See?"
Fleetway was clenching his fists, teeth grinding so hard they sparked. Goret giggled at the hedgehogs annoyance.

Konahrik simply slouched in his chair. "Very well. This army will be used as a stepping stone, to see what our opponents are made of. However, Bleck better pray that they do their part. I already have a few others waiting in the other worlds."

"You mean the mentally unstable zombie, and the billionaire playboy?" Goret said. "Let em wait. I say we let these hunks of raw muscle have some fun." He turns to Fleetway, smug grin "C'mon, noodle arms, me and Chunks are on the same page, you need to step in if you wanna see the end of this."

"GGGRRRRRRR!!!" Fleetway muttered unheard profanities and he walks between Goret and O'chunks. "Fine, but you need to remember that I am the fastest here! I sent my universe to hell and back in a flash, and I can do the same with others!"

"Yeah, yeah, just keep that ego in check will ya?"

Fleetway didn't even respond, just muttering. "Stupid......Grey's not even a good color...."
 

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The Saiyan checked his scouter, "Several power levels that way. Must be going the right direction then." Several odd power levels appeared including a really strong power level that almost made his scouter overload from the pressure and numbers. He forced himself to choke down whatever the hell he was feeling but at least one power level felt familiar:

Raditz

Maybe his eldest son would know what happened to his other son, Kakkarot.


It was conflicting and annoying that he was called back to the Universe Correction Agency after so long but if it helps reunite even part of their family, he'd take it.

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Frozen Thyme

There’s a little witch in all of us.
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"Who the hell are you?" Cugai pointed at the bunch.

"They kinda look like Master Chief, don't they?" Fugai muttered, scratching his head.

Cugai sighed. "If you happened upon our distress signal from earlier, then yes. I am Cugai. I'm an administrator for the Universe Correction Agency."

"I'm Fugai! Also apart of the U.C.A!" Fugai said, waving.

"Look, I dunno how you got here, or why you happen to have our U.C.A patented watches, but we kiiiiiiinda need your help...."

"Wait a second." Pepperjack walked behind Cugai. "These guys just pop in and we're asking for their help?"

"We need all the help we can get." Cugai said. The Dark Multiverse isn't something we toy with."

"Yeah, we're even hiring 8 year old children and cookie men." Fugai said. "Desperate doesn't even describe it."

"Look, let me explain..."

Cugai tells the armored clad lads of the situation they find themselves in. Briefing about the Multiverse, The Dark Multiverse, and how a crazed madman, Konahrik, is wanting to plunge it all into the vastness of the Black Void.
“Hopefully they have better survival instinct than an eight-year-old...” HUNK grunted. With his arms folded, he scrutinized the newcomers in fancy armor. They had clearly entered the portal in formation, suggesting they were organized, if nothing else. It made a grave situation slightly more bearable.

HUNK’s head swiveled over to the severed head in the room. “So they killed Cyborg,” he mentioned. He sounded indifferent to the development; really, he didn’t know the circumstances behind the DC hero’s death, but in his experience, the heroic types didn’t last in the long run.

At the doors of the conference room, the agent could hear someone fanboying over the admin roster. ‘Here we go,” he thought to himself. Many newbies had trouble controlling their reactions around some of the more famous characters. Hopefully he wasn’t next...
 

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MST: 1500 Hours>> Time at home: ???


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A comms unit on the General's pocket went off "This better be important, Simon." The watch he had on his arms had called him to the Universal Correction Agency. He looked down at the comm and looked at his watch.

"Sir, it's about more termina-"

"Damnit! Cut off again.."

Signal here must be bad.

Coming from a nearly endless war against Skynet had its own share of problems with splitting his attention with the fate of his world, his timeline and many other timelines crossed his mind.

"Ugh". John eyed the strange man named Hulk, who seemed like a solider type with a gas mask and others.

The General looked around at the others and then looked at a head rolling across the floor.

He wasn't quite sure who it was but a quick search on a nearby computer told him it was someone named.. Cyborg? "


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"Oh yeah, they got him, alright..." Fugai said. "I think they ambushed him. From what Konahrik said, he's got some powerful guys on his side. And with entities from the Dark Multiverse getting involved, who knows what abominations we could be facing."

"Ain't no cake walk, that's for damn sure." Pepperjack said, folding his arms. "We're also gonna need you out there, too, shrimp." He points to Kazwellor, figuring his magics could be a benefit to the team.

"Buuuuuuut, that's why we're getting the lot of ya.' Fugai said "though, it makes me wonder if those guys could be of help." He looks back at the armored squad. "More guns, the better...I think."
Raditz stood where he normally does when he's called for help; the buffet. One would think why Raditz of all people would be helping other heroes, but that's because this isn't the normal Raditz. It was like yesterday, pulled from the fiery inferno, only to become an errand boy for a Namek. His history was different from the mainstream, he knew this, but hey at least he was able to get stronger with his idiot brother. Took him a while to adjust to Kakarot and Vegeta, but he got around to them.

And besides, he even has a wife, and a daughter. Allowing whatever this is to happen means taking away the only paradise this neglected Saiyan has.

All he did was stare into the portal, the enemy lie behind it's ominous glow. Not only that, but a power beyond felt...familiar. Another familiar power could be felt as Bardock, his father, approached. He turns to him, arms folded. "Hello, father. If you're asking where Kakarot is, he's nowhere near. They said they'll grab him if things to sour."
 

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That seemed too easy for my tastes..." The darkened Demon zombie looked over at the others. "Not even any blood to eat."

The dark creature crossed his arms with long fingernails.

"Where am I supposed to fit in with this plan of yours?"

The demon muttered, wiping off a bit of oil off his lips "Nothing like blood at all."

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"So the only hope of saving our universe lies in the hope of us Saiyans, some other soldiers, a half elf and quite a few others."

"If they can rip off a head like that, no telling if they have someone on their side to try to equal things out."

"I think me and you can handle things right now. Let's hope it doesn't come down to it."

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Furiza quickly walked up to o'chunks "who exactly is this count bleck?" He then looked at dark jak "who are you exactly? I can feel dark power coming off of you, I could use powerful servants like you in my ranks." He said.


"Poor guy." Kevin said about cyborg
 

darkred

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"I am Dark King, but you may simply call me Dark. I'm a demon entity that was stuck in my host Jak's body. I managed to pull myself out and cause damage by myself. Dark fingered a dark eco gem in his hand and crushed it, eco flashing out into the demon's body.

"So "Furiza", why should i trust you?"


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Tiguidi

That one guy
Arcane energy fizzled out of Kazwellor’s finger as he lowered his hand; it seemed that these armored humanoids and, well, every new arrivals were allies. “At least it’s good to know we’ll have some numbers on our side…”, he mumbled to himself.

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“So they killed Cyborg.” Kaz perked up at HUNK mentioning the death of… a ‘modern-day’ superhero if he recalled correctly.

“Ohhh hohoho! Zis must be an example to make us quiver in fear!”, Stroheim cackled before the half-elf clapped his beak closed with his fingers.

“I mean, you’re not wrong, but…” Kaz pursed his lips as he analyzed the situation; powerful beings suddenly appeared, dragging the severed head of a superhero with them, all-the-while claiming they’d destroy the multiverse. And from what things looked like, everything would resolve in a single battle ‘Pfft, yeah right. They always have backup plans.’, Kaz rolled his eyes. A shame that he didn’t know any binding spells; that’d prevent any portal shenanigans.

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"We're also gonna need you out there, too, shrimp."

“I figured that I’d be useful, don’t worry.”, the sorcerer nodded. “I have a few tricks that could be of help, though I wish we’d have more time to prepare…”, he admitted. Going in semi-blind made him a bit nervous but it wouldn’t be the first time he got thrown in a sudden battle. “Oh, but if we need a scout…” His gaze slowly turned to the familiar perched on his shoulder.

“You are NOT sending me on zis suicide mission!”, the raven immediately retorted, knowing how his master operated. “Zey vill immediately kill me!”

“I’ll make you invisible, birdbrain.”, Kaz sighed. “And if they do kill you, then it’ll give us information that they see invisible creatures.”, he shrugged.

“Because I’m made from your magic does not mean you can just send me to die venever you see fit…”, the raven mumbled with a small growl. But he didn’t protest further.
 
Frank looked at the wizard and familiar "and you two bird brains are?" He asked "ok so who's checking out the portal?" Kevin asked. Confused
 
Alex just looked at this in confusion, why were their kids here, is this an okay situation for kids? But he eventually stoped and just stood there zoned out, and then he asked something. “ sorry if this has been asked before, but does anyone know how we are going to stop this?” He asked in his normal gruff and heavy voice. He swept some of his hair from his face and then added. “ also why are we letting kids in here? That’s probably not the best idea”
 
"apparently these guys recognized that they'd need my skills to fight the oncoming menace." Frank said smirking "which is a gross overestimation of konahriks skill given that he chose to announce himself instead of just remaining hidden in the shadows, what an idiot!"
 

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"So the only hope of saving our universe lies in the hope of us Saiyans, some other soldiers, a half elf and quite a few others."

"If they can rip off a head like that, no telling if they have someone on their side to try to equal things out."

"I think me and you can handle things right now. Let's hope it doesn't come down to it."

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"You're honestly afraid of them because they remove one head? We have the power to blow up entire planets. Though, I do believe if Kakarot's an option, then we must be prepared for the worst. We'd just need to walk right through and see, Father." Raditz gives Bardock a quizzical look of "Should we?"

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Konahrik sat in his chair still, keeping his gaze forward. "IF you wish to make use of yourselves, then I suggest you prepare for our enemy. If you dare make things worse for us then I will plunge my blade into your skulls, is that clear?"
 

Scatterbrain

Trying really hard to stay focused



Jesse stepped into a darkened room and, with his free hand, felt about for the light switch on the wall. Flicking it with his finger, the shadows were quickly engulfed by light and revealed what looked like a shrine in the middle of the room. Resting upon the monument were some belongings of immense sentimental value to Jesse; a lady's waistcoat, a man's jacket, a dog's collar and, at it's centre, stood a small framed photograph.

Jesse trudged towards the shrine, his clothes were caked in blood and in his gloved hand he carried what looked like a modified tire iron. With a pained grunt, he laid the strange tool down at the foot of the shrine alongside the assortment of other objects that had been placed there previously by him. A large kitchen knife, a clawed glove, a chainsaw, a hook and a pair of garden shears could be seen amongst the myriad of items that Jesse had taken from those he had slain in his mission to rid the multiverse of killers.

Kneeling down at the shrine, Jesse removed the hockey mask he wore and placed it down on top of the memorial before reaching out and picking up the photo from its resting place. Bringing it close to his chest, he looked at it solemnly. It was a photo of him when he was boy with his family, his adopted parents, Renee and Sean, and their pet dog, Toby. They were all huddled close together, smiling and happy... but that seemed almost like a lifetime ago now for Jesse.

His face took on a dark turn. What he did now, he did for them.

Kill for Toby!

Kill for Father!

Kill for Mother!


Suddenly the silence of Jesse's shrine was broken when his U.C.A watch sprang into life with a transmission from Administrator Cugai. It seemed there was a situation and he, and some of his fellow agents, were needed at headquarters urgently. Gently placing the picture frame back on the shrine, Jesse grabbed his mask and put it back on before walking purposefully out of the room.

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Seemingly out of nowhere, Jesse abruptly appeared at the location of the other U.C.A agents and the two administrators. There was no sign of a portal or any other means of entry so how exactly he got into the room was a mystery. For all anyone knew he might of been there all along, just listening and watching as the others talked, but no-one could ever really know for sure... especially when it came to Jesse.

 
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08:53 Hours, November 14th, 2552 (Military calendar) / Ŗ̶͈̯̤̝̫̳͈̥̙̯͎͇̩̼̯̦͠ͅĘ̵̛̛͎̮̣̘̟̹̬͎͖͈͔͛̿̂̓̈͂͗͗̏̆̏̓̎̌̓̊̐̿̕͘͠D̴̨̡̢̫̥̦̗̼̪̖̯̥͈̺̪̣̫̤͓̬͔̥͉͔̟̭̯͌͋̌͋̀̔͆̾̀̚̕͠Ḁ̵̝̟̘̲̟̖̟̼̺͈̋͊͐͑́̇̚͜͠͝ͅC̵̨̧̨̛̛̮̞̻̱̤̯̩̤̦͓͖̼͉̳̿̔̽̒͌͐̋̽͛̋̎͊̈́̊͒̊́̅̕͘͜͝ͅͅȚ̶̛̰̣͈̖̭̹̼̮̩̹̪͓̪̱͉̹̦̔Ę̸̼̗̗̝̪̲̖͙͉̭̦͙̟̣͈͓͙̗̦̹̤͙̫͕͑͒̀͒̏͝D̶̡̧̳̺̞̟̺͕͉̼̬̯̰̈́͊͊̆̊̈́̽́̂̈́̆͛̕͝͝,
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Another individual materialized into the room; the four sparing a quick glance as they refocused their attention back to the self-proclaimed "Administrator' the U.C.A". Well, at least that's what Jack was getting. The fireteam leader stood at a relaxed stance as he took in the information being presented to him. By now, the entire team had diverted their attention toward the pair while still keeping their eyes scanning everyone around the room. Jack could feel the mounting confusion across his team as the situation unfolded. Dark Multiverse? Some HVT named Konahrik that desires to collapse everything in sheer existence? Admittedly as much as it was to take in, Jack didn't interrupt. When he was sure there was a respectful break in the explanation, he nodded once. "Understood. We're Fireteam Maverick, United Nations Space Command NAVSPECWAR Group Six. To my right is Two, and the others on my left are Three and Four. Proper introductions will come later; it's just protocol." Jack concluded, his professional cadence never faltering. He only found it fair to keep his own questions saved at a later time- partially out of his adherence to protocol, as well as respect to avoid interrogating on what he found to perceive as a group of unknown, non-UNSC types knowing about the existence of the Master Cheif. Granted his team didn't work for ONI, but he was certain at some point things were bound to change if other members of the UNSC arrived here.

He was certain when they were alone he wouldn't hear the end of it, but for now, the upholding of a new mission took priority over casual social interactions.
 

Frozen Thyme

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“The plan?” HUNK echoed. “They’re looking for a challenge. They’ve got one. This Konahrik sounds like he has a flair for the dramatic, so expect a head-on fight. Prepare accordingly and don’t get fancy.”
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Seeing another figure appear in his peripheral vision, HUNK twisted around, fully prepared to draw his TMP. He returned to his normal posture when he realized it was Jesse—the reborn Jason Voorhees who proved instrumental in slaying the most savage supernatural killers in the multiverse. Perhaps overthrowing this little Dark Multiverse uprising would be easier than he thought, but the seasoned agent refused to assume anything; assumptions get good agents killed.
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The introduction of Fireteam Maverick indicated their leader and HUNK were on the same page. “Human Unit Never Killed—HUNK—formerly of Umbrella Security Service,” he retorted. “Take that as you will.”
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"I already am." Frank said as Kevin suddenly hid behind him "what is it Igor?" He asked his assistant "scary guy in hockey mask." Kevin said pointing to Jesse "scarier than the Dark multiverse?" Frank asked, Kevin just shivered nodding affirmitavely.
 
" so they want a fight huh? well it's been a while, but I'll give them one" alex said as he looked around the room. " I'm sure I won't be much of a use, but with my sword, I'll try my best" he said as he took out his sword, being careful not to set off his attack, as he didn't want to hurt anyone in this room. " oh, by the way, my name is milk choco, but as they mentioned before, please call me Alex" he said as he flipped his hair out of his face using his hands. he was still trying to get used to this whole, being a human thing, but he was going to be okay. " however. does anyone know where these people are? and how we are going to catch them?" he asked all of them.
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"Well, Fireteam Maverick, for now you will be allies to the U.C.A." Cugai said.

Fireteam Maverick are now allies to the Universe Correction Agency!
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"Let me brief you and those watches. They're specially made for agents all across the Multiverse, not only good for telling time (albeit kind of useless) but they act as the central communication between you and CiMos, our supercomputer that made the watches. Through them will you be able to speak to us Administrators. What's also nifty is you gain access to the Subspace Storage Pocket! It acts as a galactic storage unit, for whenever you need to grab items you can't carry on your person at the moment. Food, water, guns, more guns, you name it!"

"Well, now that we got that out of the way, what are we gonna do about the baddies?" Pepperjack asked.

"I think we're just waiting on one more agent." Cugai said.

"Yeah, as we said, we need a ton of you guys. You'll be fighting enemies that can destroy a mountain in one punch!" Fugai threw his arms in the air. "That's why we got someone like Goku on speed diel, but we also got his dad and brother on the scene." He looks out the window to the portal, and he smushes into it in shock "Oh, lord, they're already heading in!"

"Ok, new plan. The other's will come when they can, let's get heading in! You're a team, so try not to do anything stupid unless stated otherwise!" Cugai opens the door to the elevator, big enough to carry everyone inside. "Head into the portal, evaluate, and if they try anything, defend yourselves."

"Your mission begins now!"
 
"yes sir!" Kevin said as he and frank prepared for the battle, frank preparing all the weapons he had made himself. They headed into the portal


Meanwhile furiza smirked. "So my comrade what's the plan?" He asked konahrik
 
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Jack glanced in the direction of the black-armored mercenary type, silently baffled at the acronym assigned to a unit. Regardless, he gave a stoic nod as Cougai proclaimed them now as personnel under the U.C.A. As much as it troubled him at the moment to be rather bluntly reassigned into another faction, it didn't indicate anyone had a say in the matter. The threat to their very existence hung on the balance, and they were brought here for a reason. Certainly, that was enough to give the Spartans purpose for now. Jack raised his right fist; extending his index finger out as he rotated his wrist three times before returning his hand to his side. With a uniform falling in, the fireteam fanned into a tight delta formation and strode into the elevator. Once inside and awaiting the other members, the team switched off to their internal mics and began communicating; their helmets popping audibly as their external speakers disabled.

"-'M at a loss fer words, Sir. You see these unknowns? Some of 'em dunnae even look right. Comin' out of a bloody holovid cartoon."

"-We're just going to ignore being reassigned into another faction? Half of this contingent appears to lack in any form of military training or experience."

"-I don't like it. We're not exactly being briefed on potential hostiles, aside from that one Konahrik guy."

"I don't like it either, but what other choice do we have at the moment? The situation is dire enough that these people, wherever they did come from, are in need of anyone they can to ensure the Multiverse is not destroyed. We do what we can, accomplish the objective laid out in front of us, and get back in one piece. We can debate the absurdity later." Jack concluded; the members re-enabling their external speakers as they waited in silence for the rest to arrive.
 

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