Why hello there.

I've been dropping hints about this off and on, and explaining a couple things of this here and there, not much though.

I was going to post the entire thing at first, but it just kept getting bigger, so I'm doing it as a two parter...Most likely...XD

So, I have the first part done here, and most of the second part.

And FYI, stars more then just the Custard-I! And it's actually part of plotness, so that's why this isn't part of the Misadventures.

Anyways, I hope you all enjoy the first part of...

[Custard-I Adventure
Return of Lexrach



"Mommmm..." Hammah whined, "I can walk back to the Lab on my own..."

Crystal Rose simply smiled, ruffling the clones hair, "I just want to make sure Sporky didn't burn down the lab."

Hammah chuckled slightly, despite himself, "It would probably be Avenger that would do that, actually..."

"Probably right there," Crystal nodded, agreeing.

"Heh..." a voice suddenly floated down to them. The two looked upwards, and looking down at them was a figure on a roof, decked in a black cloak, their face unseen.

However, it was fairly clear this was a female figure, and the cloak looked worn and used, as though it had seen a fight. It's right arm was slightly burnt.

"So you're Hammah, huh?" the female said, jumping from the roof and landing softly, "The Spork's apprentice?"

"Well...technically..." Hammah nodded, "But I'm part of the Custard-I Order and a card carrying Knight of it!"

"And who are you?" Crystal Rose demanded, stepping forward and narrowing her eyes. The cloaked girl seemed mildly amused.

"You must be...ahh...Crystal Rose, a Flan-I..." the girl chuckled then from her cloak, "As for who I am...well, I suppose one may possibly consider me your sister-in-law."

Crystal looked confused, but cried out suddenly as an orange blade shot from the cloak figure's arms, bringing a Custard Saber to bear.

Though it was not at Crystal, but towards Hammah, that this attack was directed.

Hammah let out a yelled, barely ducking the saber, and pulling out one of his own.

In a flurry, he threw off his bag and barely parried a second strike.

The clone took a breath, trying to figure out his next move when suddenly another fast strike came around from the cloaked female.

"Are you a Custard-I too?!" Hammah demanded, grunting against the blow, pushing back.

Quickly the female backed away, but only produced a second saber. A flurry of orange came from the girl, Hammah moving as quick as he could to block the rapid, seemingly imprecise attacks.

"She's a berserker..." Hammah thought to himself, doing his best to block the attacks.

"Come on now, surely this Spork has taught you better!" the cloaked figure laughed, still attacking rapidly.

Suddenly, she had to jump into the air as Flan Lightning crackled where she had just been, Crystal brimming with anger, more Flan Lightning charging.

"Wait!" Hammah shouted, gripping his saber tightly, "Let me handle this mom...I can beat her..."

"When fighting a berserker, the best bet is to put distant between yourself and them. Fight as long distance as possible. Don't be baited into a frontal conflict. They win those."

Hammah grinned, remembering that particular lesson from his 'father.' Holding up his saber, the clone focused, and let it float around him, along with two others from his yellow jacket.

The girl grinned, and darted forward again with her two sabers, but found herself blocked by a spinning saber to her right.

Hammah held his hands up, manipulating the sabers, concentrating on them. Flan-I were faster and stronger then Custard-I, focusing their power inwards, for the most part. Custard-I though, focused outwards. This meant they couldn't match a Flan-I in speed and strength without strain on their bodies, but they could manipulate objects much easier. One reason the floating technique in conjunction with an armed assault was a common Custard-I tactic.

Sabers clashed, the black coated figure in the middle of a colorful tornado, blocking the spinning sabers with her own two.

Then it happened. She managed to slice through the handle of one, bringing it even with two to two. Hammah had more sabers, but he was to concentrated on the battle to call up another one.

The sabers clashed, Crystal Rose ready to leap in if Hammah was going to be in danger.

A crackle, and Hammah's two floating sabers managed to knock away one of the cloak girl's, and sliced through it's handle.

But it came at a price, as the female brought her other saber to bare, taking out both of Hammah's sabers.

She darted forward again, floating over the air like many Custard-I could do with their Custard Aura. She moved to quickly for Hammah to pull out another saber or for Crystal to react.

Hammah brought his palms around and focused, using his own Aura and concentrating it, as the blade came to bear.

It stopped, inches from Hammah's palm, his entire arm vibrating slightly as he strained to stop the blade.

Slowly, ever so slowly, the blade began to waiver as well, and with a sudden heave of energy, Hammah flicked his wrist and sent it flying backwards. Both were now weaponless.

"Even if you do not hold a weapon in your hand, you are not weaponless. Your entire body is a weapon. Your powers are a weapon, a tool. Do not rely on mere makings of man."

Hammah grinned, moving as he had seen his 'mother' do, and used a Custard Push to throw back the cloaked girl, who was caught surprised, flying back and hitting a wall with a loud oof.

Her hood fell down, and the girl stood up, revealing slightly curly reddish-orange hair, and hazel colored eyes.

"Well..." she said with a smirk, dusting herself off, "It seems as though my brother has taught you well..."

"Your brother?" Crystal Rose wondered, though still remained on guard, "What do you mean by that?"

The red head smirked, "Hammah's 'father,' the one you call The Spork...My brother. Older brother, to be specific."

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“It’s probably nothing,” CHoW yawned, waving his hand idly, “You ate something that didn’t agree with you…Something easy enough to do here.”

“I’m telling you CHoW,” Rowen growled, “Something is up. I can sense something in Teh Town. Something big…and dark.”

“So?” CHoW murmured, resting on his throne, “I really don’t care. Let those Custard people worry about it…”

“That’s just it!” Rowen shouted, “What if it’s something we can use? Something really evil? Would you rather let that know-it-all Spork get his hand on it?”

CHoW paused, considering this. Rowen had a point.

“Besides, remember when I told you about going to the Dark Realm with Spork and fighting a Homunculi that took the form of a former teammate and almost killed me?” Rowen added.

“Vaguely…” CHoW answered, “You wouldn’t stop blathering about a Ring…Which The King had when he was sealed away in the Void.”

“Yah, well, Ronald found a way out, so maybe that Ring is free now too. It can’t be The King, or he’d have attacked by now,” Rowen reasoned. “Think of what we could do with that!”

“And that’s if it’s what’s causing this so called disturbance of yours,” CHoW frowned from beneath his helmet. “I don’t sense anything…”

“Yah, well, I never sensed the Ring until I touched it in the Dark Realm. I just got lucky and found it then,” Rowen argued, “Look, I’ll go by myself if you want. You don’t have to come with.”

“Nah, sounds like fun,” CHoW chuckled, hopping off his throne, “Now who should we bring to cause some havoc…”

“No one,” Rowen answered, crossing his arms over his chest, “We really can’t trust that any of them would just take this for themselves.”

“True, true,” CHoW nodded, agreeing, “Let’s go then…”

With a flash of blue light, the two Chaos Controlled to Teh Town.

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Vidit wandered through Teh Town, looking at a scanner and looking perplexed.

“Cortana…” the S.A.I.N.T. muttered, “Are you sure we picked something up? I haven’t seen anything out of the…”

Vidit froze, putting the scanner in his pocket, rolling and bringing his gloved hand to bare, as a Spork Bot stepped out from the alleyway.

“Beep…” the robot said, “Person identified as Agent Vidit Light of S.A.I.N.T. Non threat. Continue patrol.”

The agent paused, looking puzzled, and slightly insulted.

“Hey! What did you mean by non threat?” Vidit wondered, following after the robot.

The Spork Bot turned, facing Vidit, “Primary programming is to patrol Teh Town streets and keep things safe. Person identified as Agent Vidit Light of S.A.I.N.T. is not known as one to cause trouble.”

Vidit frowned, shaking his head. It seemed Spork like to keep Teh Town under wraps…

“Okay then,” Vidit muttered, pulling the scanner out, “Cortana, try scanning again. Can we get any sort of better lock?”

“Sorry sir,” Cortana answered, “We do not have the necessary equipment right now.”

“Are you sure? I sent in orders for this stuff a while ago…” Vidit said, scratching his head, “Ugh…this could be anywhere in Teh Town…Heck, might be in Teh Hills…”

“Well, sir, there is one person who might have the equipment to find this stuff…” Cortana began, “But I don’t think you’ll like it…”

“Sigh…Spork, isn’t it?” Vidit sighed, shaking his head sadly.

“Should we give him a call?” Cortana wondered.

“No. It’s not a matter of life or death. It might even just be a fluke. No need to fraternize with villains.”

“Understood sir. I’ll report back if more data becomes avaibable.”

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Whack! Whack whack whack!

Tinman and Avenger both had wooden sticks, and were whacking at each other with them.

“You have to keep attention to your surroundings,” Avenger said, stepping back and spinning his stick, then stabbed at Tinman, who jumped back hastily. “A Custard-I is more then just your skill…Use your surroundings.”

“WAH!” Tinman shouted, flailing backwards as a rock hit him in the back of the knee, thanks to Avenger’s custard telekinesis.

Avenger then shot forward, whacking Tinman on the head, a ringing noise coming out as he hit the pan on Tinman’s head.

The guitar playing Custard-I went down on his back with an oof, and was then helped back up by Avenger.

“So…” Kxs muttered, looking at a notebook she had, taking notes, “Anything goes?”

“Well…” Avenger scratched the back of his head, “Sorta, yah. I guess it depends on the situation. We Custard-Is can’t take hits as well as Flan-Is can, so the point for a Custard-I is to finish the battle as quickly as possible. If it goes to long, you’ll start running low, and easier to hit. And thanks Tin’.”

“No prob,” Tinman said, nodding to Avenger, then tossing the pole aside, as did Avenger. It was easier to practice with them, as it meant they could use more speed and power and not have to worry about sliced limbs. Just some bruises.

“And remember, you can use your powers to help feel what your opponent is feeling,” Tinman added, “Knowing what mood your opponent is in might help you talk your way out of a fight, and you can avoid it entirely.”

“Psh,” Avenger chuckled, “What’s the fun in that?”

He and Tinman turned suddenly, though casually, as Hammah, Crystal Rose, and a red headed girl shorter then the two, walked up. Hammah was smiling softly to himself, and Crystal Rose had a grin on her face that almost swallowed her chin.

“Where’s Sporky?” Crystal Rose wondered, looking around, “Hammah and I have someone we want him to meet.”

The red head smiled at the three Custard-I, who glanced at each other with a shrug.

“He’s inside,” Avenger then answered, “I’ll go get him.”

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CHoW and Rowen sat atop the tallest building in Teh Town, Teh Town Town Hall. Rowen was sitting in lotus position, eyes closed, attempting to pin point the Darkness he felt in this small town.

“Man…” CHoW commented, looking downwards, “Not very high…”

Rowen opened an eye, glaring at CHoW, but didn’t say anything, going back to focusing on the area.

“Are you sure about this Rowen? Nothing seems very out of the norm, and I don’t feel anything,” CHoW spoke up again, scratching his helmet, a bit puzzled.

“Yes…” Rowen growled, “I am sure. Now stop talking. I usually don’t do this sensing thing like this. You’re distracting me.”

“Yah, yah,” CHoW said idly, waving his hand dismissively, “Hey! It’s that S.A.I.N.T. guy…Vidit, right? Wonder what he’s doing here…”

Rowen did not answered, instead gritting his teeth.

Indeed, Vidit was walking by Teh Town Town Hall, sighing softly and taking a seat on a bench by it, wiping his brow. He had yet to find anything abnormal, and was about to give up the search and call it a mechanical error. He would have a diagnostics run on their scanners when he got back to base.

“Sir?” Cortana’s voice buzzed in his ear, “We’ve gotten a better location of the anomaly.”

Scratch that idea.

“Give it to me,” Vidit said, tapping his ear piece.

“Look up sir.”

Vidit looked straight upwards, seeing blue skies, a few clouds, and a sun that was going to set in a couple hours. It also looked like rain in the distance.

“…And?” Vidit wondered, “Do you need a diagnostics run too Cortana?”

“Try firing a blast. See what happens,” the A.I. insisted. Vidit shrugged, then held his gloved hand upwards, letting energy build, and fired it straight up.

Unbeknownst to him, CHoW was also following the energy projectile’s progress.

With a sudden flash, it hit something. The air rippled for maybe half a second.

“A ship…” Vidit muttered, “Cloaked too…Better then anything I’ve seen. Probably not Spork then. Cortana, I’m going to investigate.”

He activated his hover ship through remote, the ship lifting off from its’ position outside Teh Town and flying to his location.

CHoW chuckled softly, then turned to Rowen, “Hey, try sensing upwards.”

Rowen sighed, then complied. His eyes widened considerably.

“There…” Rowen muttered, “That’s where it is…”

He looked up at the blue sky, where a mysterious force was hiding this terrifying power.

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Jimi floated down Teh Town streets, a fellow clone floating next to him.

“So what is there to do around here?” Dani wondered, currently in her ghost form.

“To be honest, not much,” Jimi answered with a shrug, “That’s why I tend to stay at the lab, but I like to do a little patrolling now and then. Not like I’m ever really needed around here.”

Dani opened her mouth to speak, but then gasped, a wisp of breath coming from her mouth.

Jimi and Dani shared a glance, then nodded, moving into battle positions and scanning the area. A ghost was in the vicinity.

“AHHH!”

Turning from a alleyway, Jack Spicer screamed, arms waving wildly in the air, turning right for Dani and Jimi.

Jimi sighed, holding out and arm and stopping the self proclaimed evil genius was moving past them, “Hey! Jack! What are you screaming about?”

“A monster!” Jack shouted, “Something attacked me in the alleyway!”

Jimi and Dani once more shared a glance, then flew to the alley, Jack following behind them carefully.

There, they were met with nothing.

“…Are you sure?” Jimi wondered, “Did you see anything?”

“Well…” Jack said, looking at the ground, a bit sheepish, “I didn’t actually see anything, but I felt something grab at me!”

Dani sighed, shaking her head, “Well my ghost sense isn’t going off, and I don’t see anything. Maybe it was just a weak ghost that was invisible or something.”

“Well…” Jimi started, thinking, “Why don’t we check out The Lab? The Professor might have picked up something.”

“Good idea,” Dani nodded, and the two took off, Jack Spicer following behind them, determined not to be left behind and eaten by a monster.

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It was dark in the room, it had to be. The only light came from a series of screens, and from a man with blue skin, which glowed faintly, and dressed in white, including a cape. One might think he was reminiscent of a vampire.

But he was not.

A figure, hidden in the darkness, was hooked to a number of machines, barely alive. His vitals was some of the many data on the screens.

“Pssssshhh…” a sound from the figure, taking in a deep breath, barely able to breath.

The glowing man chuckled, as though the other figure had said something mildly amusing, “Don’t worry…You’ll be up and about again soon.”

“Pssssshhhhh…”

“Yes, yes…It won’t hurt…much…And by the end of it, you’ll be stronger then ever…”

He chuckled again, and flipped a switch. It seems as though they’d be having visitors…

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“LET…ME…GO!”

Avenger and Tinman struggled, holding back Spork as he attempted to free himself, waving his Keyblade at the red head known as Rachel. It seemed, for the moment, he wasn’t entirely convinced that was his sister, and not something…Like a Nobody, again.

“AGoI…” Rachel said, “It is me, your sister…”
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The evil genius stopped struggling, Avenger and Tinman wondering if he was going to start back up again.

“Prove it then…” Spork answered, narrowing his eyes.

Rachel nodded to Avenger and Tinman, who stepped back, giving the siblings their distance. No one in the group here was quite sure what was going to happen.

She whispered something into The Spork’s ear. He paused, then, in a very un Spork-like move, embraced the girl in a hug.

“Rachel…I missed you…”

“So that’s Spork’s sister…” Avenger mused.

“I will gut you where you stand,” Spork said, glaring at the fellow Custard-I.

“Hey! I didn’t say anything!” the trench coated one protested.

“So…” Crystal Rose stepped forward now, “What brings you here?”

“Yes…” Spork wondered, “Why are you here?”

“Can’t a girl visit her older brother without twenty questions?” Rachel wondered, raising an eyebrow at AGoI. He simply stared back.

“Fine, no fooling you,” the red head sighed, “I did want to see you again, but I had a few things to take care of first. And…there’s something that needs to be stopped…Something dark…”

“Oh?” Avenger grinned, “Do we get to kick some butt? I’ve wanted an excuse to try out my new toy.”

“Hey Professor!”

Flying in, Jimi landed softly, Dani behind him, then finally Jack, who glared at The Spork.

He paused, then looked at Rachel, “Err, who’s she?”

“Rachel, this is Jimi,” Spork said, “Jimi…this is Rachel…your aunt.”

Jimi’s eyes widened. He knew the story behind Spork’s sister. Considering that Spork had yet to try and do anything, he assumed that meant she was a human again.

“Well, hate to interrupt, but we wanted to know if your sensors are picking up anything weird…” Jimi replied. “Dani’s ghost sense went off, and Jack here claims he was attacked by something…He didn’t see anything.”

Spork frowned, looking at the group before him.

“Alright, everyone who doesn’t have a reason to be here should leave…Or just stay outside,” Spork said.

No one made an effort to move.

“No way I’m leaving yet Sporky,” Crystal Rose grinned, “A long lost sister? She’s gotten have some good stories.”

Avenger perked up again. Embarrassing childhood stories of Spork? Jackpot.

“Argh, fine,” Spork sighed, “Then let’s get inside, and I’ll check out the instruments for Jimi.”

“No need to…” Tinman said, and pointed upwards.

Every one there turned to look, and a hover ship was flying upwards into the sky, and stopped at seemingly random.

With a blip, it suddenly disappeared.

“That was weird,” Kxs commented after a couple moments of silence.

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“I don’t see why all of you have to come…” Spork muttered, as Avenger, Crystal Rose, Hammah, Kxs, Rachel, and Jack Spicer were waiting in the Spork Jet as it was prepped. Something strange was happening in the sky, and they were determined to figure out what.

Jimi and Dani would merely fly up themselves, and after a few hidden button pressing, Tinman’s guitar had shifted into a jet pack, which he would use to follow them. It was getting a bit crowded in Spork’s jet as it was.

“Some mysterious, dark force, hidden invisible over Teh Town? Sounds like good times to me,” Avenger spoke up, holding his Gunblade carefully. He had called shotgun, but was kicked by Rachel, and was forced to give up the seat and sit in the back.

“Shouldn’t you call Spoon and tell him or something?” Spork wondered, looking to Crystal Rose now.

“Probably!” she answered with a grin, “But I’m sure all of us can handle it. Besides, Hammah and I visited Kimi and Sama earlier today, and they seemed to be enjoying their day off.”

Spork just shook his head, activated his jet, and they took off, heading up to the sky.

As they approached the anomaly, as Avenger and Hammah seemed adamant about calling it, they suddenly slipped through some strange field, Jimi, Dani, and Tinman right behind them.

And everything went black.

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Vidit whirled around. He wasn’t entirely sure where he was.

Light glowed from his glove. Cold metal greeted him. Some sort of hallway. It was very quiet as well, and the only light that could be seen was from his own glove.

“Cortana? You read me?”

Silence.

“Cortana?” Vidit wondered. Still more silence.

“I should have guessed transmissions would be jammed…” Vidit grumbled. He remembered flying his hovercraft to the anomaly, and everything went black. He woke up suddenly in this hallway. Checking his watch, he had only been down for maybe half a minute.

Curious.

Walking down the hallway, he kept his gloved hand up, ready to attack whenever he needed.

Then, in the distance, he saw another light, and heard arguing.

“Of course we’re lost!” one voice shouted, “How am I suppose to know my way around a ship I’ve even seen, much less been in?”

“Well you’re the one that was all gun ho to see if you could find that ring thing or whatever,” a second one chided, “I may like the dark, being a villain and all, but I draw the line at not being able to see at all.”

“Hush. I’m providing light,” the first voice answered.

“Hey! Look, more light!” the second suddenly shouted, seeing the light Vidit’s glove was giving off.

Vidit and the two figures ran towards each other. Vidit was pretty sure who they were, but he didn’t really have much of an option of avoiding them. He had yet to find a hallway or anything else, and running away might provoke an attack.

Of course, the three were to focused on the other’s light that they completely missed the just now awakening bodies of the new comers…

And tripped right over them.

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There were several threats shouted, a couple blows thrown, and Hammah was pretty sure he accidentally stepped on someone’s foot.

“Will everyone be QUIET!” Jimi shouted suddenly, and the hallway went silent.

Jimi held up his hand, fire dancing on it. His fire, Vidit’s glove, Dani’s ectoplasm, Rowen’s Chaos Spear, Avenger’s Ki, Kxs’s lightning staff, and a simple flashlight of Spork’s provided adequate light for everyone to see everyone else.

“Thank you,” Jimi said, “Not what is everyone doing here?”

Vidit explained how S.A.I.N.T. had detected a large force of dark energy, and he was sent to check it out, and destroy it if possible.

CHoW and Rowen refused to answer why they were there, instead muttering about good guys and bad guys pretending to be good guys.

“Come on Wen-Wen…” Crystal Rose said, suddenly grabbing Rowen in a huggle, “You can tell us why you’re here!”

Rowen growled, beginning to glow red, the pink Flan-I jumping backwards with a sudden eep.

“Calm down man. A Chaos Blast in here will not end well. For me,” CHoW said, and Rowen stopped glowing. For now.

“Well, I’m sure with all of our talents here, we can get out…Anyone know were there ship is?” Vidit wondered.

“No clue,” Spork answered, “Rowen, can’t you just Chaos Control us out?”

Rowen paused, looking at the red head who was still in her black cloak, and standing by Spork. He was pretty sure he had met her before, at least in passing.

Black coat…aura was similar, but not the same, to Spork’s…

He paused. That must be…Spork’s sister.

“Rowen?” Spork inquired, waving his hand in front of the Sith’s face.

“What? Oh, no. I tried before. Can’t Chaos Control out of here,” he answered.

“Maybe we can break through the walls,” Tinman suggested, his guitar slung over his back.

“Tried that too,” Rowen answered, “It’s possible, but it’s difficult to break through this metal to make any sort of hole big enough to get through.”

Tinman grinned, then brought his guitar around, “Everyone, stand back!”

The crowd backed up, and Tinman struck a chord.

The walls around them vibrated. The Custard-I paused, adjusted a few strings, pressed a couple buttons, then struck again.

The walls vibrated again, but still nothing seemed to happen.

“Not quite…” Tinman muttered, making a few more adjustments. He struck once more, this chord high, and piercing.

The wall in front of him shuddered, as if hit with a large object, the metal rippling. The others started to cover their eyes as Tinman continued the high pitched assault, and with a crumple, the wall in front of Tinman fell before their eyes.

“Pulse,” Tinman grinned, “Just vibrate the wall weaker.”

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“It seems as though they’re looking for us…” the glowing man with the white suit said, looking at a monitor, seeing the large group head into a different hallway, Tinman preparing another Pulse.

“To bad…they are much to late…” the figure in the dark coughed, “I have almost completely healed from my wounds…Do me a dear, and divide them up…Take out some, and send a few others to Vanity…I’ll take care of the rest…Make sure that clone is brought to me.”

“Of course,” Vlad Plasmius chuckled, bowing low to the darkness, then turned incorporeal, disappearing through the floor.

The figure in the dark chuckled, a glow illuminating half his face only briefly. Cold blue eyes, framed by blue hair was seen, looking unto a small, unobtrusive Ring.

“The King used you to become even more powerful then before…As will I now,” Alex chuckled, slipping the Ring on his finger.

He was ready.

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I'm just getting my fill of awesome SK&WS-ness lately! It makes for a happy CR!

Anyways! Awesome job AGoI! I'm really looking forward to seeing the second part of this soon! :D

You know, every time I hear this I imagine them pulling out an actual membership card with a little picture and everything XD

That is SO fun to say really fast XD

Can't wait for more!

OMAKE! OMAKE! OMAKE! OMAKE!

Yep. Came up with a bit of an alternate version for one of the scenes here...

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“AGoI…” Rachel said, “It is me, your sister…”
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The evil genius stopped struggling, Avenger and Tinman wondering if he was going to start back up again.

“Prove it then…” Spork answered, narrowing his eyes.

Rachel nodded to Avenger and Tinman, who stepped back, giving the siblings their distance. No one in the group here was quite sure what was going to happen.

She whispered something into The Spork’s ear. He paused, then, in a very un Spork-like move, embraced the girl in a hug.

“Rachel…I missed you…”

It was a truly heartwarming moment, causing an "aww..." or two, and even moved the more emotional people to tears. For the professor, nothing could ruin this moment...

*splash!*

...Except for a glass of cold water.

Suddenly, Rachel's look of true happiness became a look of awkward confusion.

"Wha-wha-what!? Where'd you get those!?" She stammered, looking at the newly changed form of her "brother".

"Meet your sist--GAH!" Avenger cried out in pain as he was interrupted by a blade in the gut.

"You... Have... Until the count of... *stab!* To get out of here!" Femspork said as she began to rain slashes and stabs down on the ever-so-daring prankster, until he began to look like swiss cheese.

After about an hour of this, and returning to his true male self.

"Ok. I'm done. Jimi, heal him."

As Avenger revived, Spork glared at him with evil intent.

"So... Was it worth it?" He asked.

"You have no idea. Now gimme some more bandaids."

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Ok, so that was funnier in my head. Whatever. E for effort, right?

Crystal Rose: Thank you! And finally, I have the second part ready and done with! Time for the epic conclusion!

I bet Hammah does have an actual card...XD

Avenger: Poor Spork...XD...Thankfully Avenger didn't have enough time to do that!

And now, the second, and final, part to this story! I hope you all enjoy it!

Custard-I Adventure:
Lexrach's Return

Spork, CHoW, Rowen, Vidit, Jimi, Hammah, Avenger, Kxs, Tinman, Crystal Rose, Dani, and Jack made their way into a new room.

It was large, and unlike the rest of the place, had some of its own light.

Looking around, the group paused, a wisp of breath coming out of Dani’s mouth.

“Well, well, well…What an interesting collection…” a voice chuckled, appearing through the top of the large room, grinning.

“Plasmius!” Dani Phantom shouted, flying upwards, clenching her hand, “I should have guessed you’d be behind this!”

“Behind what, dear daughter?” Vlad chuckled, folding his arms over his chest.

“Behind…ummm…Whatever it is you’re doing!” Dani challenged, growing angry, ectoplasm glowing in her hands for an attack.

Vlad chuckled, shaking his head, “Even though I doubt it would be too difficult for someone like me to take you all out, my boss has other plans.”

Vlad waved his hands suddenly, pink ectoenergy glowing around Rowen, Spork, Crystal Rose, and Hammah, and they suddenly fell through the floor.

Jimi growled, flying up himself to attack Vlad, but paused.

“No…” he said, eyes widening, “He’s suppose to be dead!”

Vlad chuckled, his eyes looking upwards. Jimi turned to Dani.

“Sorry, but I have to handle something…” Jimi answered, then flew straight upwards, the ceiling becoming incorporeal for a brief second.

CHoW yawned. He was a little worried about Rowen, but he figured the fellow Sith could handle himself.

Avenger chuckled, pulling out his Gunblade, “Alright! Time to test this baby out!”

Vidit’s glove sparked with energy. An evil ghost…A strange manifestation of consciousness using ectoplasm as a life source…Not necessarily evil, after all, he had heard of good ghosts before. But this one, Plasmius…Vidit could feel the evil.

Rachel paused, looking around, then noticed another door, open, leading upwards.

“Hey! Some of us should help Jimi too!” Rachel shouted, heading for the stairs. Vlad made no move to stop her as she hurried up the stairs.

Tinman nodded, holding his guitar and heading that way too. Kxs looked over at Avenger pleadingly.

“…Don’t get yourself killed, kid,” Avenger said. Kxs grinned and raced after Tinman.

“…Darn it!” Jack shouted, then hurried after them. He didn’t want to fight a ghost, and maybe he could help out Jimi again and earn points to get into T.H.E.M.

Vlad chuckled, shaking his head at the four gathered before him. Dani was angry, ready to fight, Vidit was determined, Avenger looked unusually happy, and CHoW simply looked bored.

This would be fun.

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Spork, Rowen, Hammah, and Crystal Rose landed with a thump in the room below. Rowen and Crystal used the Flan to stop themselves from being hurt, while Spork and Hammah slowed themselves down with their aura.

“Now where are we?” Hammah wondered, scratching his head. He was glad he decided to leave Thaddius back at the lab.

“Ahhh…that Sith…and that Custard-I…It seems Plasmius was kind enough to let me handle you two,” a female voice said from the darkness, and light suddenly shone in the large room.

“YOU!” Rowen yelled, pulling out his double bladed Flan saber in a flash, growling at the figure before them. She had short brown hair to her shoulders, blue eyes, and was dressed in a black dress.

“Who’s that?” Crystal Rose wondered, holding her own Flan saber tightly.

“Vanity…” Spork answered, “A Homunculi…Rowen fought her once…I thought I finished her off though.”

“Yah…” Rowen stepped, activating his blade, stepping forward gingerly, senses alert, “You only had five lives…”

Vanity chuckled, placing her glove hands to her face, “Oh, really? Do honestly think I would let my opponent know just how many lives I really had?”

Rowen growled, getting ready to strike. With a flash, he darted forward, Vanity’s arm coming off with the warm glow of flan.

Laughing, red thread shot out of Vanity, reattaching her arm. “Did you forget about my ability? I don’t need a Red Stone to heal petty flesh wounds…It takes a full on death to do that.”

Rowen twisted around, removing Vanity’s head.

Red energy sparked, and Vanity reformed, “Oh, that hurt…Not.”

Vanity produced her own weapon, a violet Flan saber, bringing it to bear on Rowen, but found her arms suddenly caught in two water whips.

Hammah had brought his bag with him, which had some bottles of water, the contents of which were now being bent by Crystal Rose.

Rowen took this opportunity and stabbed around, another head shot.

More red energy sparked around the Homunculi as she used yet another life, then shrieked, as yellow lightning travelled through the water and sparking around her body.

A third life, but Vanity didn’t seem to be showing signs of wavering.

Crystal Rose bended the water back around her, Spork’s left hand still brimming with Custard Lightning, his Keyblade held tightly in his right. Hammah held two sabers activated, ready to fight.

“Be warned…She also has the ability to take the form of someone close to you,” Spork said, “But with four of us fighting, I don’t think that’ll work very well.”

Vanity merely chuckled, turning to block another attack of Rowen’s, then jumped backwards, landing roughly in the middle of Rowen and the other three.

“I have more then enough lives to spare on you,” Vanity laughed, then jumped backwards as an ice missile barely missed her head.

Vanity moved carefully, as Spork and Hammah ran forward, working in unison with a flurry of attacks. Hammah managed to remove her left arm, giving Spork enough time to stab through the Homunculi’s heart, but yet, she reformed.

“We need a way to take all her lives out at once!” Rowen shouted, throwing a Chaos Spear then jumping to the side to fire another at a different angle. He didn’t like accepting help from the others, though he knew that fighting Vanity alone wouldn’t end well…If Spork hadn’t finished his own fight before, back then, he would be dead now.

He Chaos Controlled by Spork, looking at him, “Do you know how to make the right alchemic circle?”

“Well…yes…But I don’t have any alchemic powers,” Spork answered. “The only person I know who does is Sama…”

The two paused, looking over at Hammah who had blocked an attack with one of his sabers, then sent a third flying around to stab Vanity from behind.

“Of course…” Rowen grumbled, “Make the circle! It’s our only chance!”

The Sith jumped forward to continue the assault, and Spork let his Keyblade disappear, and pulled out a gray handle. Flicking it on, a white blade shaped like a spork shot from it. As it hummed softly, the evil genius started making a certain alchemic circle, depending on the other three to keep Vanity busy.

Vanity growled as Rowen, Crystal, and Hammah kept up the assault. She couldn’t tell where Spork had disappeared, so she tried to break away from the three. She went for Hammah, as he was the weakest, but when she concentrated on him, Crystal pressed her advantage, taking another life from the Homunculi.

“Almost…” Spork muttered, carefully making the right symbols. This had to be done right. They only had one shot. He just hoped he remembered the correct circle. He had studied ways to take down Incompletes, ever since his sister became a Nobody.

“It’s finished!” Spork shouted, and the three others jumped back. Vanity looked confused, Spork standing there with his specially made Custard saber humming softly. Spork glanced towards Hammah, and the clone nodded, the two using their Custard powers to communicate telepathically.

The clone rushed to where Spork was, Rowen charging Vanity from behind now, pressing her towards Spork and Hammah. Crystal Rose stood back, using her Water and Air bending to stop Vanity from going anywhere but directly towards the circle.

Hammah knelt by the circle, hoping this would work, Spork standing over him, ready to defend his ‘son’ should things turn badly.

Vanity stepped unto the circle, and Hammah slapped his hands at its edges, focusing, willing it to work. His Custard energies swirled around him, letting him Understand the circle, it’s meaning.

Alchemic energy shot upwards, grabbing around Vanity, the Homunculi shrieking. She bent over, falling to her knees as the others stepped back. She coughed up Red Stones, which quickly melted and disappeared.

As the red light died down, Vanity looked up weakly as Rowen stepped forward, holding his blade carefully.

“And now, you die,” Rowen growled, stabbing his blade through Vanity’s head. With a spasm, she too melted and disappeared.

The four sighed, looking at each other, then looked around, determined to find a way back up.

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Vlad ducked to the side, as Avenger’s Ki enhanced Gunblade just missed his ghostly form. Dani came from behind, glowing green and slamming into his back, sending him flying into an ectoplasmic blast, courtesy of Vidit’s aim and his glove.

He turned suddenly, Avenger bringing his newly made weapon around to bare, a few black hairs being sliced from his head. They were proving more worry some then he originally thought.

Pink ectoenergy glowed from his hands, exploding around him. Dani turned incorporeal, and Vidit created a shield with his glove protecting himself and Avenger. CHoW merely stepped to the side, and yawned.

Dani shot forward again, bringing her foot around and hitting Plasmius in the side, Avenger aiming with his Gunblade, channeling his Ki and firing it.

It hit hard and Vlad smashed into a wall, growling as he stepped forward, only to find lightning frying into his systems.

CHoW’s gloved hand was held up, blue Flan lightning crackling from it as it hit the ghost.

“Way to easy…” CHoW sighed, then closed his hand, the lightning dying down.

Chuckling, and Vlad floated up into the air, and split into four.

“Fools! Now I’ll show you just how strong I am!” Plasmius laughed, his four voices echoing, each one going for one of the others.

Dani ducked to the side, barely avoiding a punch, then brought around one of her own, landing squarely on Vlad, sending him backwards. Placing her hands together, she fired forward her own green blast of energy, hitting him in the chest.

Vidit circled around, blocking a blast fired at him, then let loose with an electrical blast, hitting the Vlad Copy he had to deal with. Plasmius shouted in pain, but did not disappear, and waved his hand as Vidit fired another blast, an ectoshield blocking it with relative ease.

Avenger swung his blade around, the Plasmius Copy blocking it with his gloved hands.

“Is that all you have?” Plasmius scoffed.

The part demon Custard-I chuckled, “Burn.”

Fire sprang from his hands, being channeled through his Gunblade, shooting upwards and unto the evil half ghost, who flew backwards, screaming as he caught fire.

The flaming Plasmius Copy concentrated, ectoenergy blasting around him, putting out the fire, but he was badly hurt.

Avenger chuckled, putting something into his Gunblade, then aimed. He pulled the trigger and a glowing Custard Bullet shot outwards, enhanced by his Ki, hitting Plasmius in the chest, sparking with energy.

Before the Plasmius could turn incorporeal, Avenger smirked, twisting his hands, and it exploded in a flash of red Ki.

One copy down.

CHoW danced to the side, red Flan Saber out as he avoided the Plasmius Clone that was going after him. He brought it around to bear and found it being blocked by the half ghost.

“Not to bad. Guess I might have fun after all,” CHoW chuckled, then brought his other hand around, firing another blast of Flan Lightning, hitting his Plasmius Clone.

The Plasmius Clone shot backwards, crying out in pain, then fired a blast at CHoW, who blocked it with his saber, grinning, though one wouldn’t be able to tell under his helmet.

Darting forward suddenly, he brought the blade around, using his Flan to pull Plasmius to him, slicing through the half ghost’s chest, which dematerialized. Another copy bit the dust.

Vidit rolled to the side, avoiding a blast, and returned one of his own, which was blocked by an ectoplasmic shield. Vidit frowned, attempting more blasts, but kept getting blocked. Longer ranged attacks weren’t working.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw one of the Plasmius Copies catch fire.

“Hmmm…” Vidit looked to his gloved, then typed a few commands on it, muttering under his breath, closing his eyes.

“What?” this Plasmius Clone chuckled, “Giving up?”

“Far from it…” Vidit answered, then ran forward, jumping over a blast of ecto energy, his S.A.I.N.T. training paying off as he rolled to avoid another blast, then leapt forward, gloved hand grabbing the Plasmius’s Copy’s head.

“HOLY FIRE!” Vidit declared, as fire and light shone from his glove, the Vlad Copy shrieking in pain, being blinded as the energy seeped through his body, and like the last two, disappeared in a flash of ectoplasm.

Dani flew to the side, avoiding a sweeping kick, then fired a green blast, which was blocked.

“Foolish girl!” Plasmius declared, “Even at quarter strength, I outshine you! I will take you all down, and then, my leader shall take the energy of that other clone…”

Dani growled, green eyes glowing, “You better not hurt Jimi! And I took you down once, I can do it again!”

Vlad chuckled, shaking his head, flying forward and suddenly grabbing the ghost girl, and flew in a circle, throwing her into the floor.

“You are weak! A mere clone! An imperfection…Just like that other one…You’re powers are nothing compared to me and my master!” Plasmius laughed, charging for an ectoblast. He felt his other copies being destroyed, but that didn’t matter…Not now…

Dani growled, glaring at her creator, standing up, “I said…Don’t…hurt…JIMI!”

She screamed at Plasmius, and a howling escaped her mouth, green waves of energy shooting upwards at Plasmius, who was caught up in it, flying backwards and hitting the ceiling, then being shifted to the wall as Dani continued her Ghostly Wail.

With a sudden flash of light, two white rings of energy glowed around Dani, and she shifted back to her black haired, blue eyed human half, as black rings changed the black haired Plasmius into the white haired Masters.

Vidit stepped forward, and produced a pair of handcuffs, specially made to deal with any supernatural opponents, and cuffed Masters as he was unconscious.

“S.A.I.N.T. will make sure he doesn’t see the light of day for a long time…” Vidit said.

Dani grinned, on the ground breathing deeply. That attack took a lot out of her.

Suddenly, a door opened up, and Spork, Rowen, Crystal Rose, and Hammah rushed in.

“Sorry Sporky, we already took care of our guy,” Avenger grinned, spinning his Gunblade around and resheathing it on his back.

“Where’s Rachel?” Spork wondered, looking around.

“She went upstairs to help out Jimi. Tinman, Kxs, and that Jack guy went to help,” Avenger answered, “Let’s go and help as well.”

“That red head from earlier is Spork’s sister?” Vidit wondered, “Why do I have the feeling I know a red headed Rachel?”

Shrugging that thought off, Vidit followed the others up the stairs…

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Jimi flew through the ceiling, Plasmius making it incorporeal for him to fly through, though only briefly.

Fire burst around him, illuminating the dark room. A figure stood, his back to him. Long blue hair…Jimi could feel it. It was Alex.

“Ahhh…Jimi…We must stop meeting like this,” the Adept chuckled, “This game is becoming bothersome…Though, I must admit, you almost beat me last time…But now, I am even stronger then I could ever have hoped to be…”

Alex turned, half his face hidden by hair, his one visible eye glaring at him. Alex held up his right hand, the Ring glowing softly, “I believe you remember this, don’t you?”

Jimi looked at the Ring, eyes wide. He did…Back when The King had first appeared…He and Kimi had to work together to take out The King and Ronald.

“Yes…you remember it’s power…You will be no match for me, now that I’ve absorbed Darkness…” Alex chuckled, brushing away the hair that obscured the other half of his face.

A cold white masked rested there, a piercing red eye glowing from beneath it. A Hollow mask…

Jimi’s eyes widened, but he shifted into a fighting position, fire still brimming around him.

Alex shot forward, a blade of dark ice forming in his hands, twisting around and slicing at Jimi, who flew backwards to avoid it. Alex kept moving fluidly, like water, as Jimi continued to dance around like fire.

Suddenly Alex cried out, as a red sword slice into his back.

Rachel landed on the ground softly, holding two red blades upwards.

“PULSE!”

Tinman appeared as well, strumming his guitar and sending out a pulse wave, Alex being forced backwards, as a bolt of lightning from Kxs’ electric staff shot into him.

Alex stood up slowly, Psynergy glowing around him, healing his wounds.

“That’s…not good,” Tinman muttered, and was suddenly thrown back by a blast of Jupiter Psynergy.

“Tinman!” Kxs shouted, turning suddenly as Alex charged at her.

Thankfully, Jimi flew forward and sent a flaming kick to the Adept chin, sending him upwards into the air, finally adding a plume of fire as well.

Tinman stood up, as Alex landed, finding himself being attacked by Rachel with her duel swords.

“Alright then…” the Custard-I said, adjusting the pot on his head, “It’s time…”

Holding his guitar carefully, Kxs looked confused as he played a certain number of notes in a certain order.

His pot began to glow, twisting around his blond hair, then began to expand, shooting around his body as plates of metal covered him.

Grinning beneath his shiny armor, Tinman stood up, as his guitar also became covered in the metal alloy.

“I am Tinman The Invincible!” Tinman declared, swinging his guitar around and strumming a few chords with a grin. He then strummed loudly, and Alex was thrown backwards by another Pulse.

Jack raised an eyebrow, then made a mental note to create his own battle suit in the future.

Alex looked at them, chuckling, more dark elemental energy building in his hands, “Please…All of you can’t defeat me!”

Jimi closed his eyes, focusing as he built up his own energies. If only he had those gloves…Then he’d be able to use his strongest move!

Fire stayed burning around Jimi’s arms, and rocks formed around his chest, stomach, and back, lightning sparking into a helmet about his head, and his legs being encased in ice.

“Bring it!” Jimi declared, flying at Alex and slashing with a burst of fire, then spun around, sending out chunks of ice from his feet.

Both were whacked away by Alex.

Tinman charged forward, bringing the head of his guitar to bear, strumming it again, and a blast of concentrated energy fired from it, hitting Alex in the chest. It didn’t seem to hurt him.

Jack Spicer stayed in the corner, knowing he couldn’t do much to help…Unless…He began to dig through his jacket hurriedly.

Alex laughed, floating into the air, as the elemental powered up Jimi flew forward again, breathing in deeply, then opening his mouth wide, shooting out Jupiter (wind, lightning) Psynergy at Alex, who blocked it with a shield of his own Psynergy.

A flash of blue suddenly, as Alex was sliced in the back by a double red blade.

Yellow, pink, and blue lightning fired upwards into his body, red Ki being blasted as well.

Another powerful blast of energy hit Alex hard, adding to the attack, as Rowen landed softly, making a few hand signs as he put his Flan saber away for now.

The blue haired Adept let out a scream, Tinman using his Pulse, Kxs her electric staff, and Dani her ecto blasts.

They stopped, the group watching as Alex landed on the ground, breathing deeply.

“So it seems…Plasmius, and Vanity…failed…No matter,” Alex said, standing up, healing Psynergy glowing around his form, “I can easily defeat all of you.”

He held up his right hand, the Ring glowing brightly.

“AUGH!” Spork shouted suddenly, dropping his Keyblade and clutching his chest, eyes closed tightly, “What…the?”

“Yes…I can feel that Heartless there…Let it out…Join me…” Alex chuckled. Jimi growled, racing forward once more, but was knocked back by Alex idly, the clone losing his elemental armor.

“Professor!” Hammah shouted, charging forward now, spinning like a top, holding out his two sabers. A sudden blast of energy from the ground, courtesy of Alex sent him backwards, landing by Crystal Rose, who was looking angry enough to rip off Alex’s head now.

“Heh heh heh…” Spork chuckled now, standing up slowly, normally blue/green eyes now a yellowish hazel, white lab coat beginning to turn black, “So nice…to be free…”

Vidit whirled around. These things in the dark…This is what he was suppose to fight…

He paused, as Rachel reached into her cloak, and pulled out a small gun…A colt…And…

Vidit’s eyes widened. A report, about a month ago. A black coated individual had broken in S.A.I.N.T. headquarters and stole a gun that was said to be able to kill any demon, Heartless, Nobody, Hollow, Homunculi, ghost, anything, more or less, not human…

But it was useless without specially made bullets.

“Oh no you don’t,” Alex said, waving his hand, sending a blast of Psynergy at Rachel, knocking the Colt out of her hand, it clattering unto the floor.

Jack, meanwhile, had spotted Hammah’s bag…

Heartless Spork chuckled, looking around at everyone, “Oh my…Such wonderful Hearts to take…”

Both Vidit and Rachel ran for the Colt, Alex laughing, charging for another attack, but paused, hearing the chirping of birds.

“AUGH!” Alex shouted, as Rowen thrust his Chidori straight into his heart from his back, then stepped backwards, the Adept falling to his knees.

“Heh…” Rowen commented, turning around to walk off, but froze, turning around slowly as Alex stood back up.

“Sorry…but it’s not going to be that easy…” Alex laughed, twisting about and shooting ice missiles at Rowen, who swung his saber in front of him to block the icy attack.

A thunk, and Alex looked down, seeing a gray handle in his chest.

“Badda bing…” Avenger chuckled, “Badda…”

He twisted his wrist. “Boom.”

Like with Plasmius earlier, their was a large explosion, overtaking Alex. As the smoke died down, Avenger’s grin faded, as Alex stood their, Psynergetic energies healing his body.

“Aww…Come on!” Avenger shouted, gripping his Gunblade tightly.

“It’s over…”

Alex turned, as the explosion had given Rachel enough time to grab the Colt, and aimed it straight at Alex.

Spork, meanwhile, had fallen to his knees, fighting back the Heartless.

“Fire then…” Alex sneered, “It won’t work.”

Rachel growled, pulling the trigger, and it fired forward, straight for Alex.

The Adept’s eyes flashed, and he move suddenly to the side, the bullet shooting past him…Right towards Hammah!

“REVERSING MIRROR!”

Jack jumped in front of Hammah, holding up this special Shen Gon Wu. The bullet hit it with a crackle of energy, then flew back towards Alex, who was to stunned to move as it him in the chest.

“NO!” he shouted, falling to his knees, as the energy coursed through him, “I…was…so…close…”

He disappeared in a burst of energy, the entire room going quiet.

“He’s gone…” Jimi muttered, breathing deeply, “It’s over…”

“Professor?” Hammah wondered, looking over at Spork, who had gotten back up. He looked back to normal.

“That…was not enjoyable…” Spork muttered, rubbing the side of his head.

“At least we didn’t have to fight you too!” Crystal Rose spoke up, Rachel nodding in agreement, placing the Colt away for now.

Vidit walked over to where Alex had been destroyed.

“That Ring…It’s gone,” he said, standing up after inspecting the surface.

“Maybe it was destroyed along with that Alex guy,” Tinman said, as the metal plating began to disappear back into his helmet.

Vidit shrugged, agreeing. It wasn’t anywhere there, and his glove wasn’t picking up any dark signals that would account for it.

“So how are we going to get off this thing?” Avenger wondered, scratching his head, speaking the question everyone had on their minds. “I can’t Instant Transmission out of here…”

“I can’t Chaos Control out either,” Rowen spoke up. He itched to go after these heroes, but killing them wouldn’t help him and CHoW escape. One of them might prove useful.

“Forget leaving here,” Spork showed up, looking around, “Just think of what one could do with a ship like this!”

CHoW’s eyes lit up under his helmet. That idea intrigued him.

“Oh no you don’t!” Crystal said, whapping Spork in the back of the head, “You’re not allowed to have this thing!”

“Ow!” Spork muttered, rubbing the sore spot where he had been whacked, “Then what do you propose we do with this thing?”

“Fools…Debating of what to do with the spoils of victory…”

Everyone paused, looking around.

“I’m not the only one who heard that, right?” Jack spoke up, cowering behind Hammah.

“Did you really think it would be this easy? That I would fall like that?”

“Alchemy…” Spork muttered, “Has the power to thwart death itself…At least the kind that Alex uses…”

Darkness shrouded about them, and something roared.

A wisp of blue breath came out from Dani’s mouth, as with another roar, a masked man appeared in front of them. Alex…

“But…the Colt…” Rachel muttered, eyes wide, “It should have destroyed the Hollow in him!”

Alex’s eyes glowed, laughing, “Yes…But it hit that amusing object, the Reversing Mirror, before it hit me…”

“Oooohhh…” Hammah muttered, “I get it…It reversed the effects of the weapon…”

“So instead of destroying any of the evil stuff in him…” Vidit spoke up, “It destroyed what humanity he had left…”

“Exactly…” Alex laughed, holding his hands up, “Coupled with the half of the Golden Sun in me…I have become something even greater then a mere Hollow…I have so much more power then I could ever dream of! Not even the Wise One can stop me…”

“YAHHHHH!” Jimi shouted, flying at Alex, fist pulled back, only to have it stopped by Alex with his palm, smirking beneath his mask.

“You are but a paltry waste,” Alex sneered, “Be gone from my presence.”

He unleashed a blast of Psynergy, Jimi being thrown backwards, hitting the wall and slumping over.

“THUNDAGA!”

Lightning sparked from the skies, crackling on Alex and all around him, the torrent of magic sparking through his body.

It didn’t seem to affect him at all. Spork shivered, remembering when he, Jimi, and Hammah had fought with Sepiroth during the Shard incident…A similar thing had happened then.

“Looks like this’ll be fun!” Avenger chuckled, raising his Gunblade up, “Shall we dance?”

“No!” Spork shouted, “We need a plan!”

It was too late, Avenger hovering forward, slicing at Alex, who ducked to the side, yawning.

Fire sprung around the Custard-Is Gunblade, as he swiped at the Adept turned Hollow. Alex brought his hand up, dark ice glowing from his hands, grabbing the blade, Avenger’s eyes opening with a start.

The blue haired masked man brought his other hand around, sending out a blast of energy, Avenger going flying backwards, much like Jimi earlier, his Gunblade clattering to the ground, hitting the wall with a loud banging noise against the metal.

Metal was all around Tinman again, bringing the neck of his guitar around, strumming quickly, the tips of his fingers all having picks in his metal suit.

Custard energy shot from his guitar, pounding into Alex.

“Pummel him!” Rowen shouted, charging a Chaos Spear and shooting it at the Hollow.

Spork sighed, focusing his Custard energy, firing a blast of Custard Lightning. Crystal Rose unleashed her Flan lightning, as did CHoW. Kxs used her lightning staff, Vidit unleashing energy from his glove, and Dani firing a few ectoblasts with her partially recharged powers. Rachel, Jack, and Hammah stood back, not really have a long range attack.

Explosions resounded along the metal walls, the vibrations almost toppling everyone to their knees. As the attacks died down, a figure moved through the dust, grabbing someone by the throat and slamming them against the wall.

“GAH!” Kxs shouted, struggling, trying to pull Alex’s hands off of her throat.

Tinman strummed, firing another blast, but Alex whacked it away with his free hand.

Hammah charged forward now, sabers blazing, but was forced to stop to dodge a Psynergy counter attack.

Kxs growled, beginning to lose air, grappling with the gloved hand that held her, willing something to happen, anything.

Something smelled like it was burning.

“AUGH!” Alex shouted, letting go of Kxs and stepping backwards, staring at his hand. He ripped off his glove, and red flesh was seen…Almost as though he had been sunburned.

“Woah…” Kxs muttered, staring down at her hands. What had she done?

No time to figure that out now. Jimi and Avenger were beginning to stir, and a Cure spell to each of them speeded up that process, and Alex was preparing for another strike.

“DANI!” Jimi shouted, looking over to the ghost girl, who nodded, flying over to him.

“We have to destroy his mask…” Rowen said, bringing his double bladed Flan saber to bear. “Aim for his head!”

Vidit glanced over to Rachel, “Don’t you have another bullet for that thing?” For now the subject of ownership was moot. It didn’t matter unless they got out alive.

“Just one…I don’t want to waste it on him unless I absolutely have to…” she answered, shaking her head.

Spork held his Keyblade tightly in his right hand, and pulled out his Spork Custard saber with his left, letting it activate, the white blade shining in the dim light.

“Hey Avenger…Let’s dual team him,” Spork spoke up. Avenger grinned, and Alex seemed amused.

“We’ll wear him out, if anyone gets a shot, take it!” Spork shouted, and charged at Alex, floating through the air slightly with his aura, bringing both his weapons to bear, slicing at the air where Alex had been, who was floating in the air.

Red ki blasted him, and he dropped downwards, only to be struck with a horizontal slashing motion by both of Spork’s blades.

There was only the sound of chirping birds that alerted Alex to the next attack.

Rowen jumped into the melee now, bringing his left hand back as electricity sparked all around it, leaping over Spork, feet slamming into the Adept’s stomach, and shoving the Chidori point blank into the masked face.

Cracking, and the mask began to crumble, Alex screaming in pain and throwing Rowen back, scrambling backwards, clutching at his ruined mask pieces.

The Adept scrambled backwards, pressing his back against the wall as everyone, sans Jack, surrounded him, ready to finish off the twisted creature of darkness he had become.

“You lose, Alex,” Jimi said, holding up his hand and focusing, elemental energy brimming up in it.

“No…” Alex hissed, “NO! I will not fall that easily!”

He launched himself forward, grabbing Jimi now, glowing with energy, “If I can’t win, I’ll take all of you down with me!”

“Brother!” Hammah shouted, turning quickly as Alex rammed into Jimi and was bringing him across the room, looking as though he might explode. He ran forward, dropping his sabers, digging deep.

Electricity crackled around his hands, and he thrust them forward, white lightning sparking from the young clone’s hands and grabbing Alex, the former human letting go of Jimi and crying out in pain as the energy coursed through his body.

Hammah focused, the white lightning digging into Alex’s body, the evil doer twisting back and forth as though in considerable agony. Everyone watched, wide eyed as Alex began to disappear, turning to black smoke, then dissipating…

Before anyone could say anything, the entire ship began to shake, becoming unstable, starting to disappear before their eyes as well.

Thinking quickly, Vidit and Spork both called for their respective area vehicles as the entire ship seemed to merely vanish, both of them getting the others before they could fall to their doom, excluding Jimi and Dani, who were flying, and CHoW and Rowen, who had disappeared with a Chaos Control.

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Rachel, sighed, shaking her head sadly.

“You’re not gonna stay?” Crystal wondered, looking at the large backpack by Rachel’s feet.

“No, I can’t,” Rachel answered, looking to her brother, “I have to let AGoI decide on his own what he’s going to do…If I’m here, he might just be good simply because I’m watching…I want him to be good because that’s the right thing to do…”

“I’ll miss you!” Hammah shouted, grabbing his aunt into a hug, “I barely got to know you…”

Rachel chuckled, “Don’t worry, I’ll visit during the holidays. Like Christmas.”

Avenger stepped forward, shaking her hand, “Hammah told me you knew some Custard moves. We could always use more members in the Order.”

“Thank you for the offer. I was planning on visiting Pibb before I left the island,” Rachel nodded, “I’ll look into it.”

Spork paused, then looked like he was about to say something, but Vidit, who was determined to retrieve something, stepped forward and spoke first.

“I apologize for interrupting this, but…You have S.A.I.N.T. property,” he said, referring to the Colt.

“You mean this?” Rachel sighed, pulling out said weapon, “It’s not S.A.I.N.T.’s. It’s not any one person’s either.”

“Either way, you stole it from us,” Vidit responded, “I’ll have to ask you to return it.”

“Fine,” the red head said, handing the S.A.I.N.T. member the evil killing gun, “But I’m keeping my last bullet for it…”

“Fair enough. You had that yourself anyways,” Vidit answered, and put away the Colt for now.

The agent turned to leave, then paused, looking over at the group, “Errr…thanks I would have been able to handle those guys on my own.”

“Well thanks for helping us,” Tinman spoke up. Vidit nodded to the group, then took off.

He was a bit worried though. That ghost, Plasmius, seems to have vanished, along with the ship. He didn’t know what had happened to him though…

“So…” Avenger spoke up, after a few awkward moments of silence, “Hammah, you used white lightning back there, it seems…”

“Oh, yah!” Hammah brightened up, “I can use Custard Lightning now!” The clone held up his hand, and concentrated. A blast of yellow lightning shot from his hand and hit the ground harmlessly.

“It’s yellow now…A normal Custard Lightning,” Hammah said, looking at his hands, “Maybe it just looked white back in that weird ship thing?”

“Maybe…” Avenger said, “Yah, that must have been it. The weird lighting and all. Contrast.”

He frowned, “But man, seriously, you learned how to use Lightning before me? That’s author favoritism, right there.”

As the fourth wall cracked, Spork ignored the two and stepped forward.

“Sister…I’m glad you’re back to normal…and I hope one day you and I can work side by side again,” Spork said, then gave Rachel another hug.

Rachel smiled, “Don’t worry brother…You saved me, and I’m going to find a way to save you.”

With that, she grabbed her backpack and headed off, waving goodbye to everyone as she made her way down the street.

“Well, I’m gone,” Jack Spicer said, turning around to head off. He had quite enough scary stuff for one day.

“Hold it,” Spork said, and pulling out something from his lab coat. Jack paused, turning back to look.

“You’ve help out the clones a number of times…I suppose I owe you,” Spork answered, and handed Jack a T.H.E.M. membership card, “We have meetings every third Thursday of the month, along with any special meetings. I expect you here next meeting so you can formally get in, along with a proper I.D. card.”

Jack paused, his jaw lowering as he held the card.

“ALRIGHT!” the self declared evil boy genius shouted, waving the card around, “Take that Chase! I got into T.H.E.M.!”

As the red head ran off, happy, Spork headed inside the lab, leaving the others outside for now.

“Well, it’s been fun!” Crystal smiled, “But I better head back to the Flan-I Temple! I have to tell Tazzy about what happened! Be good now Hammah.”

“I will,” Hammah nodded, as Crystal set off.

As the Custard-I headed inside, Avenger paused.

“Darn it…I forgot to get some dirt on Sporky!”

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“Well, that was a bust,” CHoW said, leaning in his chair, Rowen sitting by him.

Rowen opened his mouth to retort, then paused. They really hadn’t gotten anything of value. Not even a decent chance to take out a hero.

“Well…” Rowen paused, “I suppose Spork owes us one now, for helping out. That might be beneficial later.”

CHoW merely sighed, closing his eyes and going to sleep.

Frowning, the ninja Sith known as Rowen stood up and walked off. Having his Rowen doll action figure beat up the Kimi and Sama counterparts would help…

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A.N. Did Hammah really use white Custard lightning, or was it just a trick of the light? And what was it that Kxs did?

Is Alex finally gone for good? What about Vlad Plasmius?

What about Rachel? What exactly is she planning on doing?

And Jack Spicer’s really in T.H.E.M.?! GASP!

Will these questions be answered at some point?

Well, yah, most likely.

Hope you guys liked it!

Hmm...everybody (on the "winning team" :heh:) had a chance to kick some butt here. Interesting. And with Rachel on the road, when will she show up again? She'll have to find a place to stay if she's to become an SK&WS regular...

...also, she BETTER not build a Dark Matter Solidifier. :LOL:

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Dunno why but my favorite parts!

Awesome job AGoI! I hope we hear from Rachel soon, she's such a cool character!

Vidit: Yup! Everyone got to show their stuff! As for when she’ll show up again, not sure. Might expect her to make random appearances in Misadventures, possibly.

As for finding a place to stay, well, she always has her room at the lab.

And don’t worry, this version is a good guy.

Crystal Rose: Should I be worried your favorite parts were violent? XD And thank you, glad you liked it! As for when Rachel might make another appearance, see what I said to Vidit!

Very cool man! :D

Hammah's got lightning now! :D Huzzah!

Nice action sequences.

Hmm... if Rachel does decide to settle in Teh City, but doesn't want to be in The Lab, she could probably move into Teh Apartments. I think Phazon and his crew are the only ones who live there.

I can NOT believe that I didn't see this when you posted it XD

Anyways, that was AWSOMENESS x2!!!!!

Teh Creator, Sama: Thank you! Yes, Hammah has lightning now! But, I do have a twist with it up my sleeve. Muhahahaha.

And I don’t think Rachel will decide to settle down in the area. I have evil plans regarding Spork and the rest of T.H.E.M. (plus the Custard-I), and it’ll be harder to pull off with the Spork’s sis in close proximity. Of course, she will visit from time to time, most likely.

Kxs: Better late then never! And thank you as well!

I know these plans.

I could inform you of them.

But then, I'd have to dispose of you in a violent fashion.