Requiem Of The Heart

[Sama Says] Here's part two of the Trilogy!. :3 This will almost certainly just be a two-parter. Part one is basically just a set up of what's been going on . . . I'm afraid it's not really full of comedy, but I had to set everything up for part two! :D That's when -everything- will be explained. For real! And I promise an ending that no one can predict – even if you think you can. :p

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Crimson Cape and Biker Girl were standing in front of a large, iron gate. For once, his hood and her helmet were missing, allowing the soft, warm wind to blow through their hair. Neither of them spoke a word, and they both had their eyes locked on what lay behind the iron bars of the gate.

A cemetery.

Several tombstones stood, standing as the last memorials to those whose bodies lay beneath the ground. Names, birthdays and a few kind words were usually etched on the tombstone heads – but not on these. They were all blank, as if there was no one beneath them at all. Yet, beneath those headstones was the final resting place for the bodies of those who had died.

“Damn it. I hate this place.” Crimson Cape groaned, turning his face away from the cemetery. Tears ran down his unshaven face. He looked to be in his mid-twenties.

“So do I.” Biker Girl sighed. She offered a comforting pat on the shoulder to Crimson Cape and a sympathetic glance his way. She was a few years his junior. “We still have to come here. We have to remember WHY we're doing all of this.”

“I know.” Crimson Cape shook his head. “It's just . . . difficult. Even if we succeed – even if everything happens exactly how we planned – will it matter?”

Biker Girl shrugged. “For you and I? No. We've already lived through the pain. Nothing can change that. However . . . if we succeed, then at least things won't be as horrible for them.”

Crimson Cape seemed hesitate. “Super Kimi and Wonder Sama . . . they were 'killed' when Gurren exploded. They never made it out of the illusionary world I created. Do you really think they can overcome? Do you think they can really have better luck than we did?”

It was Biker Girl's turn to shake her head. “I honestly don't know if they can succeed where we failed. I do know one thing – if they fail, they're in for the same kind of hell we have to live with.”

“She's right.”

Another voice spoke. Crimson Cape and Biker Girl both turned around to see another man. He looked to be a teenager, at least ten years younger than Crimson Cape. However, he was in a wheelchair, slowly rolling towards them. He had wounds on his face and arms, and a look of horror and despair in his eyes.

“You shouldn't be out here!” Biker Girl instantly called, running over to him. “You're still too weak – you need your rest!”

“Yeah, come on man, you don't need to be outside anyway.” Crimson Cape agreed, making his way over to the Wheelchair Man.

Wheelchair Man shook his head – which triggered a violent coughing fit. He slumped forward and coughed several times, spitting up some blood. After a few moments, he sat back and whipped the blood off on his shirt. “Stop worrying about me, will you? I may be the only one with any psychical injuries, but we're all living in the same hellish reality! We can't change our circumstances now – all we can do is try to prevent this fate from befalling Rapid Island.”

Biker Girl and Crimson Cape exchange glances, and then sighs.

“You're right . . .” She murmured.
“We'll get back to work. We'll finish this.” He promised.

Wheelchair Man nodded. “Then, get back to Teh City . . . the second act is beginning.”

[. . . . .]

Kimi stirred. She opened her eyes and for a moment all she could do was stare up at the sky above her. It was blue, and the clouds were a fluffy white. She could not see the sun – something was in the way. It looked like a large, floating structure. Her first thought was an Airship, like the one LuNCH had piloted.

Then, her memories came back. She recalled everything that happened – including the explosion that, by all means, should have killed both her and Sama. Sitting up at once, she looked around and was confused by what she took in.

She was no longer on a rocky mountain, outside a palace. There was no debris or fire from the giant mechas that had exploded. She was in a grassy field, and the only other living thing around was Sama – who was sleeping peacefully a few feet away. He looked completely unharmed – the cuts on his jacket and skin beneath were gone, and there wasn't the faintest sign of blood.

Kimi looked down at her own being – she was uninjured too! No bruises, no pain, no scruffs or scrapes. In fact, the only thing out of place on her entire person was some dirt and pollen on her clothes – likely from lying in a grassy field.

“Geez, my day just keeps getting weirder and weirder.” Kimi sighed, shaking her head. “Wonder where the hell I am now . . . WAIT!”

Kimi remembered the strange object blocking the sun. She looked up, and her mouth fell open. It was not an airship – it was far too large. It looked more like an island – and entire island floating on the air.

“Rapid Island?” Kimi mumbled to herself. “Holy crap, I'm back!”

She instantly jumped up, paused in mid-air, and then flew over to Sama. She jabbed him in the chest with her index finger a few times, until she saw his emerald eyes open and look up at her.

“Kimi? . . . Hey, we made it, cool.” Sama muttered sleepily, meaning they had survived the explosion.

“Damn, right, we made it! We're home, Sama!” Kimi replied instantly, and the happiness in her voice was undeniable. Kimi had been on one adventure or another for a long time. Her soul was stolen by a ghost clown, and just as she recovered it she was banished to another world – the only chance she'd gotten to 'rest' was when she was unconscious. She wanted to get home, eat her fill of Sama's sandwiches, and then get in bed and sleep for a week.

Sama's eyes widened as he realized exactly what Kimi was telling him. He sat up and a grin melted across his entire face. “Kimi! We're home! Oh, man, there is so much I need to do! I know you'll want some sandwiches, but I NEED a Zelda fix first!”

Kimi laughed happily. “One sandwich and then you can kill all the Moblins you want!”

“Deal!” Sama grinned back. Then, his face fell a bit. “Oi! If CHoW or the Professor --” He didn't get a chance to finish.

“I'll pound them into a gelatinous pulp and toss them in a volcano.” Kimi promised.

The two shared a laugh, and it was a long one. They'd both been through a nightmare to reach this point, and now they thought it was over. Their laughter got to be so much, each had to throw their heads back. As they did, the laughter died off.

Something was falling from Rapid Island, right towards them. Kimi shot up, threw back her fist and smashed the object right in its . . .

“Oww! My ass!”

The object crashed against the ground after Kimi's punch, and Kimi sweat dropped. Sama's jaw dropped.

“Bender, what are you doing?” Sama asked, blinking as his former friend fell at them.

“Who are you, meatbag?” Bender asked. “You friends with the girl who just broke my shiny, metal ass?”

Sama blinked once more. “Yeeeeeeah.” He didn't know how to respond to that. He and Bender had known one another for years. Bender had once been part of Sama's old gang – and Bender had stolen (or, rather, saved him from) his ex. The two had a long history of semi-friendship.

“Well, it doesn't matter. I've gotta kill all the rebels.” Bender explained.
“Don't you mean 'kill all the humans'?” Kimi questioned, crossing her arms.
“Nah. I'm only programmed to kill those who resists Master Crimson!” Bender grinned.

Kimi and Sama exchanged glances. Then, Kimi punched Bender in the face – breaking his head into pieces and knocking it away from the rest of the robot's body. She turned to Sama and sighed.

“Looks like my sandwiches and your dungeon crawling will have to wait. That caped freak just won't cut us any breaks.” Kimi's sigh conveyed genuine sadness. She wasn't just annoyed – her hopes of getting some grub and retreating beneath her blankets were dashed.

“Ugh. We might as well face it, Kimi . . . we'll NEVER get back to normal until we kick that freak's ass.” Sama growled. Memories of the ghosts from the bridge were still in his mind. Ever since that moment, he'd viewed Crimson Cape as an extra annoying foe.

“Then let's go do the pound-and-toss-in-a-volcano idea.” Kimi smirked. “I like that one!”

Sama shrugged. “Zelda and sandwiches sounds so much better, but we don't get a choice this time.”

As always seems to happen whenever too much talking begins – a blast of energy flew between them, striking Bender's body and freezing it instantly. Thick crystals of ice formed all around the robot. Kimi and Sama were on their feet in an instant; Kimi's cracked her knuckles while Sama activated both of his sabers.

“. . . I . . . I don't believe it.”
“Bloody amazing! They're as tough as I'd always heard.”

Standing on the hill were two familiar faces. The first was a dark-haired man who wore a black tee-shirt over a long-sleeved blue shirt and brown cargo shorts. Goggles were around his head, and over his hand was a massive blue-and-white gauntlet, still glowing from the ice beam.

The second was a blond man who was also wearing two shirts – a short sleeved black one with a gray long-sleeved one beneath it. He had a red cape, and on the top of his head was a large cooking pot worn like a hat. He held a guitar in his hands, which was actually a powerful weapon as well as a musical instrument.

Vidit Light of S.A.I.N.T and Tinman of the Custard-I Order; an unlikely duo for sure.

“Whew! At least this proves we're back home!” Sama smirked.
“Yeah, but . . . what the heck? Since when have you two even, you know, met?” Kimi raised an eyebrow.

“Is it them?” Vidit asked, talking to Tinman.
“Hmm . . . good question. I was never around them long enough to tell you for sure – but I do sense a lot of Flan coming from the one who looks like Sama . . . and I can feel a different kind of Flan energy being given off by 'Kimi'.” Tinman answered.

“Whatchoo talkin' 'bout, Vidit?” Kimi crossed her arms like a sitcom star from years ago. “Why would you even doubt? There's no one else in this world who rocks as hard as ME! . . . Us.”

Vidit paused, narrowed his eyes . . . and then he smirked. “Well, there's certainly no one else with your . . . unique attitude. Though, I'm curious about something; what happened?”

Kimi groaned. “The Reader's Digest version is that caped weirdo zapped us into another dimension, put us through a bunch of crap, and then . . . well, we got blown up and wound up here.”
“Speaking of which,” Sama picked up where she stopped. “Where is here?”

Tinman decided that, as they'd answered Vidit's question, he should answer Sama's. “'Here' is the country of Vidit's birth. We're in the Land Below, as we called it up on Rapid Island. Have to say, it's good to know you're alive.”

Kimi and Sama exchanged glances, and Kimi asked the obvious question. “Who said we weren't? Come on, so we got zapped into another dimension? We were only gone a day or two. You can't count us out that quick!”

Tinman and Vidit exchanged glances. This time, it was Vidit's turn to state a fact. “A day or two? Kimi . . . it's been an entire month since you disappeared; we've all assumed you dead.”

“A MONTH?” Kimi mumbled.
“ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?” Sama yelled loudly, his jaw dropping.

Tinman shook his head. “I'm afraid not, mate. No one has seen, heard from or even been able to sense your presence in well over a month. Though, not everyone assumed your deaths. There were two who thought differently. Crystal Rose still holds out hope.”

Kimi, although still looking horrified at the idea of people thinking she was dead, did allow a snicker. “That's shocking. Really, I'm surprised.”
Sama shrugged, not catching the sarcasm. “I'm not. Crystal's even more optimistic than I am! Who's the other one who still has hope?”

Tinman's face fell. “Right, well . . . The Spoon had insisted that you two would come back.”

Suddenly, a cold shiver shot through the spines of the heroes. Kimi paled, and Sama looked like he'd just been bequeathed a boot to the head. They both asked the same thing at the same time.

“What do you mean 'had'?”

Tinman rubbed the back of his neck in clear discomfort. Vidit was looking at his shoes – but he decided to step up and say it. “Spoony was captured a month ago . . . no one has seen, heard from . . . or sensed him since then.”

Instantly, Kimi and Sama started speaking very loudly and at the same time.

“That doesn't mean a thing! You didn't sense us either and we're okay! Have you checked all the TVs? He likes to hide in Tvs! He's the friggin' Spoon! He can transform people into other people and no matter how many times I use his credit card he still has perfect credit! He's magic, man! Don't think for a second that he's . . . He's not! He never could have . . .”

The two trailed off. They might have given him more headaches than anything else in his life, but Spoony considered them among his closest and most trusted friends. They, likewise, both had the utmost respect for the Spoon – even if they rarely showed it.

“We don't know if he's alive or not, at this point.” Vidit said, as soon as they calmed down enough to pay attention. “However, Crimson Cape claims he is. We can't be positive, though.”

Tinman decided he needed to explain something else. “Crimson Cape has control of both the Master Flan and Master Custard; he's using them to limit the powers of everyone who uses either of those as a base for their powers. It makes it hard to sense someone's life unless you're pretty close together.”

Sama crossed his arms. “If that's true, how come only Crystal and Spoony thought WE were alive?”

Vidit shook his head. “That's because you two disappeared completely BEFORE Crimson Cape took control. The day after you two disappeared, Crimson Cape struck some kind of deal with both LASOOF and THEM. Every member of those groups now works for Crimson Cape. They took control of the Master Flan and Master Custard and defeated us all.”

“Avenger told KxS and I to leave the lab the night you two vanished. Apparently, it was just after Crimson Cape approached them. I don't know why he sent us away . . . but he did. We eventually found Spoony's rebel group. He's been organizing everyone to fight Cape . . .” Tinman explained.

Vidit sighed. “However, when Spoony led everyone against Crimson, we found that he had an army of Bender's. He also had every last LASOOFer and every member of THEM under his control. There was a massive battle, and it looked like we would win – until Crimson Cape blasted the Spoon. Spoony was captured.”

Tinman picked up the story from there. “Crystal Rose took over as our leader at that point, but we had some setbacks. Crimson set up four factories across the Island. Each one builds new 'Bender copies'. They have none of Bender's memories, but his same personality and knack for breaking things.”

Vidit sweat dropped. “SAINT called me back here, because those Bender's are dropped from Rapid Island onto my homeland. Crimson Cape apparently wanted to weaken the group as much as possible . . . they've also been dropping Bender's on Amestries, which led to Roy Mustang and his group pulling out of Rapid Island as well.”

“Joha must be crushed.” Kimi shook her head.

“She already was, actually.” Tinman sweat dropped. “She's been pretty upset because she failed to protect the Master Flan.”

Kimi's face fell further. The more she heard, the more her hopes were dashed. The Master Desserts were gone, and so was the Spoon. Their friends were in distress. Kimi's sadness disappeared suddenly – it had transformed into anger and caused her fingers to clench her fists.

“Come on, Sama! Let's go do some hero-ing!” Kimi growled, not caring what was and wasn't a real word at the moment.

“Hold on!” Vidit stepped forward. “We should talk about this some more at my base.”

Tinman nodded. “Yeah, it's hard to get to Rapid Island. I've been going between here and there to bring messages two and from Vidit, and I'll tell you, it's pretty tough.”

Kimi groaned, and she kicked a rock on the ground – which flew several hundred miles away in seconds. “FINE! More talking! Geez . . . But if nobody reads this because of lack of action and my show gets canceled, I'm kicking your --”

“Kimi.” Sama stepped in, interrupting her. “Remember, if we're back home, the fourth wall is back.”

Vidit shook his head. “Actually . . . the fourth wall is dead. Crimson Cape killed him.”

Kimi and Sama gasped, exchanged glances and then . . . they grinned.

“Cool.”
“Oh, that's okay.”

In the past, Vidit had been annoyed and weirded out whenever the two of them acted this way. Today . . . it made him smile. As much as he had once questioned their credibility as superheroes; he now understood just how important they were.

In a few minutes, the four had returned to Vidit's base. A small, white building that sat as an observatory. Once they were inside, Kimi and Sama looked around. There was a variety of gadgets on every table, a few cars in the room and all sorts of different things.

“Oh! Look at that! A disguise-master-3000 kit!” Sama's eyes lit up. “Even Lupin didn't have one of those! Vidit, I'm sorry to say I will be stealing that.”

Vidit decided to ignore that comment. “Listen, we have to figure out how to get you two back to Teh City.”

“OOOH!” Sama was like a kid in a candy store. “Is that a 975 RPM mini-motor? I could supercharge my flansaber with one of those.”

Vidit's eyes narrowed a bit. “As I was saying, Tinman's route won't work because --”

“Oh my sweet cheesy goodness,” Sama's jaw fell to his shoes. “Is that what I think it is?”

Vidit looked at what Sama was currently ogling. “Oh, yes, it's exactly what it looks like . . . but it doesn't work too well.”

Suddenly, Sama was grinning. “Kimi! I have . . . a plan.”

“Oi.” Kimi groaned.

[. . . . .]

The Spoon Tower; a massive skyscraper sitting in the very center of Teh City. It had long sat as a symbol of freedom, hope and peace. Since the day The Spoon founded Teh City, it had been the shining beacon for all fictional characters who found sanctuary here.

Now, though, the Spoon Tower had changed. The building looked exactly the same, but inside everything was different. Usually, Lum, Ataru, Jeremie and Winry Rockbell were hard at work serving Teh City – and now they were gone. Instead, the four desks had new name plates on them.

CHoW, Rowen, Spork and Avenger now occupied those seats. Of course, right now the only two who were sitting in them were the former. CHoW and Rowen, once feared Lords of the Sith and most infamous of Fallen Flan-I were now henchmen to the Man in the Crimson Cape.

“This sucks.” CHoW complained, for the fourteenth-billionth time.

“Yeah . . . it does.” Rowen seemed to be more contemplative than CHoW. He suddenly started speaking in a quiet, almost timid voice. “Hey, CHoW? Why are we still doing this?”

CHoW blinked. “What do you mean?”

Rowen spun around in his chair. His face looked weathered and tired, he had dark bags under his eyes because he'd been up all night several days in a row. “This . . . the villain thing. It hasn't gone like we planned. I can't kill the Master Flan without destroying the universe . . . and it's been years since LASOOF was taken seriously.”

CHoW crossed his arms. “Our time will come again.”

“No,” Rowen sighed deeply. “No, I don't think so. Your mechs are always destroyed . . . we're always defeated in combat . . . the only time we ever come close to winning is when we work for someone else. The King, Phazon, Pepper and now Crimson Cape, whoever he is! We keep being dwindled down into henchmen for bigger and badder villains. I . . . I don't want this, CHoW.”

CHoW paused, lifting his gaze a bit. “What do you mean?”

Rowen shook his head. “I don't know. I just . . . I'm not happy, anymore. If we can't be the number one villains in town again . . . CHoW, I don't even know why I want to be a villain! I . . . I wanted to destroy the Flan . . . I wanted revenge for how the Flan-I lied to me . . . I wanted to be with you, my best friend . . . but now I . . .”

“We do it because Kimi and Sama are our mortal enemies!” CHoW proclaimed.

Rowen looked up at him. “CHoW . . . Kimi and Sama are dead. You have to let this go.”

The door opened, suddenly, from what was once Spoony's office. Crimson Cape stood in front of them. “CHoW! Rowen! I need the two of you to head to the parking garage. I'm expecting company!”

CHoW and Rowen exchanged glances. “Who?”

“You'll know when you see them.” Crimson replied with a sneer; and then he turned around and headed back inside Spoony's former office.

CHoW and Rowen sighed.

[. . . . .]

In another area of The Spoon Tower sat the other two 'assistants' to the new ruler. Professor Spork was sitting at a table in the cafeteria with a dark scowl on his face. His arms were crossed and he looked just as unhappy as Rowen had. Sitting across from him was Avenger, his feet up on the table. He was the only one who looked relaxed.

“How can you look so calm?” Spork finally asked, getting annoyed at his friend's attitude.

“It's simple. I don't have any other choice.” Avenger replied with a shrug. “I know you don't like the idea of being henchmen to Cape-face, but bottom line is he killed Kimi and Sama in a matter of seconds, and he defeated and captured the Spoon. If we overthrow him, maybe you get to run the show like you always wanted . . . but odds are we die.”

Avenger shook his head. “He's got the Flan and Custard. We can't compete with that. Sorry, buddy, the simple facts are we serve him and we're miserable, or we resist and we're dead.”

Spork paused. “Is resisting really such a bad idea?” He mused.

“Yeah.” Avenger confirmed. “What, you think we'll be welcomed to the resistance? We helped Cape-boy defeat the Spoon and the Flan-I are the one's leading the resistance! They'd sooner see us rot in a prison than have our help after what we've done. We couldn't win on our own . . . and at least this way, I get my revenge.”

Spork hesitated, folding his hands in front of his face and leaning on his elbows. “You're right . . . and besides, there's another reason I can't betray Crimson Cape.”

[. . . . .]

In the office that once was reserved for The Great Spoon, there now sat a cage made of glowing red light. Inside that cage sat Spoony himself. His right arm was in a sling and he had several scratches and bruises on his face, arms and legs. His eyes were hollow and empty.

“You're pathetic.”
“You lost, dude.”

Standing outside the cell were Caesar and Captain Crunch. They were both grinning and making fun of the once proud leader of Rapid Island. Suddenly, the door opened and Crimson Cape walked inside.

“What are you two doing?” He demanded.

“Oh, hi sir.” Caesar grinned.
“We were just telling the prisoner how stupid --” Crunch began.

“ENOUGH. Out! Out of my office! If you come in here again, I'll burn you!” Crimson commanded immediately, a fearsome anger in his voice. The two agents of LASOOF panicked and ran away immediately.

Crimson turned to the Spoon. “You have my apologies for their behavior.”

Spoony looked up, and his eyes narrowed with rage. He clenched his jaw, and then he spoke. “How dare you say something like that to me! You're the last person I want to hear say they're sorry! You ruined my city, you ended my dream and you killed my best friends – and I swear, no matter what I have to do; I will destroy you.”

There was a kind of venom in the Spoon's voice that very few had ever heard. His entire body shook with rage and if emotions could be fatal, he would be as dangerous as nuclear war.

“. . . You won't believe me now, but I have a good reason for all of this.” Crimson Cape muttered. “And when it's over, you'll thank me.”

The Spoon jumped to his feet and held up his unbroken arm, focusing all of his power into a Flan Lightning! The lightning sailed from his fingers, but it never made it past the red energy bars – instead it was absorbed into his very prison.

“I won't see Rapid Island under your control! I won't allow my dreams to die this way! The peace I've worked so hard to build will be restored!” Spoony snarled.

“It's that very dream that I'm fighting for.” Crimson Cape replied coolly, and then he turned and exited the room, leaving the Spoon alone.

[. . . . .]

Teh City had not changed as much as one might think, under the new leadership. Shops and stores were still there, apartment buildings still stood and residences still went about a daily routine not entirely different than under the Spoon's leadership.

Despite all that was the same, one thing had changed. On every corner, on every store window, on every bulletin board and posted on every utility pole and every street lamp were wanted posters. The faces on the posters were familiar – the Flan-I Knights, the Guardian, and anyone and everyone who supported the Spoon.

These weren't your basic wanted poster. They were made of metal, and had small red dots on the bottom. While it might have looked harmless, that dot actually scanned the entire street. If one of the people on the posters walked by it, a signal would be sent and several Bender's would appear.

Even with the new security installed by Crimson Cape, there was still someone out on the street who shouldn't have been there. She hurried down the main street of Teh City, her face covered beneath a hood and a cape hiding the rest of her. The disguise had worked for Crimson Cape – it was now someone else's turn to use such an outfit.

Hurrying down the street, she flicked her hand every few feet, sending out a wave of the Flan that disrupted the scanners. It was the only thing the Flan-I could do now to get through Teh City. Luckily manipulating energy was a key technique for any Flan-I.

The hooded figure hurried down the streets, continuing to deactivate the posters as she passed. Soon she went down a side street, and then made another turn, coming up on Teh Park. She paused as she reached a tall hill. From there, on the horizon, she could see The K Tower.

“You really have to stop doing this.”

When the voice spoke, the hooded character turned around and sighed.

“Tazzy, you don't have to follow me you, know.” Crystal sighed, crossing her arms and leaning against a tall tree.

“Yes I do.” Tazzy replied, though like Crystal she kept her hood covering her head. Even in Teh Park, there were wanted posters hanging on the trees with their eerie red scanners ready to find anyone from Crimson Cape's list.

Crystal turned her head back towards the K Tower. “First Kimi and Sama . . . and then Spoony. I'm trying to stay hopeful in front of everyone else, but . . . how could this happen?”

Tazzy shook her head, stepping forward and putting a comforting hand on her friend's shoulder. “We can't worry about what's already happened. All we can do is keep moving forward. Once Avatar's plan is done, we'll save Spoony and beat Crimson Cape.” She smiled, but then her face turned serious. “But that plan needs ALL of us – so you need to get back to the base and stop coming here.”

Crystal slowly nodded. “I . . . I know you're right, but . . . for a minute, I thought I sensed...”

Tazzy bit her bottom lip. “We all miss them, but right now we have to focus on the plan.”

Crystal was about to say something when there was a bright flash in the skies above. The two Flan-I looked up, expecting something dangerous – but all they found was an antique car flying through the sky.

“. . . Was that...?” Crystal blinked.
“It looked like a...” Tazzy was dumbfounded.

“It's a DeLorean.” Bender said, using his eyes to zoom in on the car. Crystal and Tazzy both paused, look at Bender, and then started running.

Bender slapped his forehead. “Oh man, I was supposed to kill them, wasn't I? Well, we'll find them!”

Bender took off chasing after them – as did the other fifty Benders who were with him.

[. . . . .]

The antique silver car crashed into the ground, spun around several times and smashed into the Spoon Tower, ripping through a wall and only coming to a stop as it plowed into a different wall.

CHoW and Rowen sweat dropped.

“Is this the boss's company?” CHoW asked, crossing his arms.
“I . . . hope so?” Rowen didn't know how to answer that.

Suddenly, the doors of the DeLorean (for it was a DeLorean) opened and two figures plopped out from the sides. One of them was a red-headed woman coming from the passenger side, and she looked irritated – the other was a blue-haired man who was kissing the ground, as if happy to be on it.

“That's the LAST TIME I let you drive, idiot!” Jessie screamed at the top of her lungs.
“Aw, come on Jess . . . we're alive, aren't we?” James grinned as he climbed to his feet.

It was Team Rocket – although instead of their usual white uniforms, they were dressed like executives. They were also covered in soot from the crash – oh, and they were both old; at least seventy.

“Time Traveling Team Rocket from the Future . . .” CHoW blinked. “Is that what I'm looking at?”

Rowen nodded. “I think so . . . and I have to say, I'm glad. This whole episode has been depressing.”

James took notice of CHoW and Rowen and he hurried over to them. “Hi! You must be, uh, who are you?”

CHoW and Rowen both sighed.

“Out of the way!” Jessie pushed James aside. “We're looking for Crimson Cape! We're from the future, you know – we came back in time to the specific moment when Crimson Cape took over Teh City so we could help him.”

Rowen blinked. “Crimson took over Teh City a month ago.”

Jessie sweat dropped; then she punched James in the arm. “I never should have let you drive! We're a month late!”

CHoW groaned. “I liked the depressing stuff better...”

[. . . . .]

“Ugh! This is why you can't go visit the Tower!” Tazzy yelled. The girls were now hurrying through Teh City's streets, trying to get back to the resistance base. Several Benders chased behind them and every few seconds one of them had to turn around, slash off a robotic arm or two, and then resume their running.

Crystal jumped on the roof of a parked car, quickly waved her arms at a fire hydrant and caused a torrent of water to shoot forth with the speed of a jet – crashing into the first wave of Benders and knocking them down; then with another fluid movement she froze the water (and the Benders) and in doing so froze the foot cuffs of some of the other Benders as they stepped over the first line.

“I know that Tazzy! I know it was stupid – but . . . I can't accept that they're gone! My teacher's been kidnapped, and out of my two good students, everyone says one of them is dead! I'm not going to believe it! Kimi and Sama will come back!”

As Crystal jumped away from the car and ran once more; Tazzy turned and stomped her feet making a giant crack right down the middle of the road. As the asphalt ripped open, several Benders fell into the newly-formed trench. Then Tazzy punched twice and sent waves of flame over the Benders in the pit – melting them into goo so that as new Benders ran over them, they would sink into a metal soup.

“I hope they do . . . I want to believe that they can – but until we see them we have to stick to Avatar's plan!” Tazzy begged, wanting to support her friend but at the same time afraid that they were going to ruin what most viewed 'the last chance'.

Tazzy resumed her running, and while she did Crystal sent a miniature tornado down the street, knocking several Benders left, right and up and smashing them into walls and the road. She formed a giant ball of rotating wind and jumped on; pulling Tazzy on board as she passed her.

The two shot down the road, dodging left as they passed another hooded figure who stood in the middle of the street. That figure threw away his cape and hood – it was Phazon. He stood still, no saber in his hands, as the Benders crowded around him.

“I've been trying to live a more pacifistic life, to make up for what Pepper made me do...” Phazon mused. “Guess that's done with.”

He reached a gloved hand up and removed his sunglasses. “Alright... let's dance, robots.”

As Crystal and Tazzy sped away, they could hear explosions in the distance, and the sound of Bender screaming several times.

“Sorry.” Crystal sighed.
“No, don't be. And for the record, I hope you're right.” Tazzy smiled assuredly. “I hope we see them again . . .”

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Part two will be done in three days or less! :D

Now, Avenger's only with the villains because his best friend is, right? Not because you still think he's a villain, right?

Aside from that, though, pretty awesome.











But he's still not a villain. Never has been. Never will be.

I agree with Rowen. This episode was quite depressing. :LOL:



Hooray Team Rocket! But BOOO time travel. XD

Oh noes! The fourth wall is no more!....I sorta miss his constant crumbling XD

Very cool Sama, so what if it wasn't action packed! Gotta advance the storyline, and you did an awesome job of doing it!

I'm counting down for the next part!

Avenger: There's a reason why Spork and Avenger are with Crimson Cape. You'll find out next time. :p I promise it's a good reason, though. Thanks, by the way!

DP: XD Well, it's supposed to be! The middle act of any Trilogy is always the depressing one!

XD On the plus side, once Requiem is done I have no further time-travel related plans. Plus, as you might have noticed through some hinting, I'm gonna get to that thing you asked me to do for Phazon! (Not in Requiem, but in episode 4 or 5... I forget which. XD)

C_R: XD So do I! But maybe he'll be back.

^_^; I'm glad the lack of action wasn't a downside... I needed to get all this set up so next time there can be crazy explosions and saber duels -- and thank you!

Three days or less! (But you can't count the day this was posted. XD)

Alrighty, works for me.

And yeah, just to reiterate for any other SK&WS writers here, AVENGER IS NOT EVIL. His best friend might be, and he might be part devil, but he's NOT A VILLAIN.

Got it?

Good.

I never said he was a villain. I never said he was evil. I don't ever want to see SK&WS cause any strife.

In the future, you don't need to repeat yourself because I'm perfectly capable of understand you the first time, and if you want to correct me on something, I'd appreciate it done in a nice way.

Because destroying the behemoth from within is always easier! Know your "being a sneaky somewhat-hero" skills, Avenger!

Hooray for a lack of time traveling in the future!

Though I don't recall asking you to do anything for Phazon other than helping me make that profile thing for him (which I should get around to posting somewhere one day)... :heh: Unless you're redoing that?

Well, it was either something you asked me to do, or an idea you gave me, or something. I don't remember how it came up, I just remember stuff about it on dA one time. :heh: My memory isn't always the greatest. That's why, this year, I'm writing everything down!

Well, I did mention him being "snake-like" in one of those DA survey things, though I had another one in mind.

It'll rock, though. I've got faith in that one.

Oh dear, Kimi and Sama will be staying in a S.A.I.N.T. outpost?

Vidit: Cortana...watch...ummm...everything. Extra. Please?

Cortana: Already on it, sir.

Poor Spork...Muhahaha.

Tinman and Vidit have teamed up again!

Poor fourth wall...We knew him well.

The Benders are also hilarious...XD

Man, this part was great, even if it was just set up! It'll just help make the next parts even more awesome.

Though, I wonder where Jimi is...

Vidit: XD Well, the good news is they won't destroy the ENTIRE Outpost... just some of the expensive stuff. :p

Spork: XD Poor everyone! None of the 'villains' are having a good time in this episode. Yes, the fourth wall has fallen... um, again. You'll find Jimi this time! His role is small, but he's there.

Thanks for reading, everybody! Here's the conclusion! :D

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Requiem Of The Heart – Part 2

“So, why are you two here?”

Not long after their arrival, Jessie and James had hurried to the kitchen and found Crimson Cape's fearsome foursome lounging around. CHoW leaning on the linoleum counter with a bored look in his eyes. Rowen was in the corner of the room, his arms crossed and a melancholy expression. The Spork and Avenger were at a table just the other side of the counter. Neither of them looked too happy, either.

Jessie and James, on the other hand, looked thrilled. They were both dressed in black Rocket Executive uniforms and they were running around the room, marveling at everything.

“Ooh! A coffee maker, they must be important!” James grinned, snapping some photos of the appliance in question.

“You idiot, we're the ones from the future!” Jessie reminded him angrily as she scribbled notes down on a small pad.

The reason for the pad and the camera was one that shocked the four newly-appointed 'henchmen'.

“You guys are . . . reporters?” Avenger raised a skeptic eyebrow.

“Yeah!” James grinned. “In the future, once the world is ruled by villains, Jessie and I become star reporters for 'Evil Weekly'.”

Jessie coughed. “You mean I become a star reporter – you're just the guy who carries my stuff and takes pictures.”

James sweat dropped and sighed. “She's always yelling, now that she's someone important . . . of course, she yelled a lot before, too . . .”

Jessie popped James on the back of his head with her hand and he whimpered. The Professor and Avenger rolled their eyes at the stupidity, while Rowen ignored it completely, too wrapped up in his own thoughts. CHoW raised an eyebrow, however.

“Okay, then!” Jessie jumped in front of the table where the Professor and Avenger sat. “So, why did you decide to join Mr. Cape?”

“I wasn't given a choice” Spork grunted.
Jessie blinked. “What do you mean?”
“I'd rather not discuss it.” Spork replied, bitterly.
Jessie tilted her head. “You have to.”
“Says who?” Spork demanded, agitatedly.
Jessie shrugged. “Mr. Cape, in our time, asked us to go back and interview everyone from when he first took over. If you don't answer our questions, then by order of Mr. Cape from the future, we'll tell Mr. Cape of now and you'll get turned into smoothies.”

Spork flushed. “Erm . . . yes, well, I'd rather not be a smoothie . . . fine! If you must know, it's because Crimson Cape is tricker than I gave him credit for.”

As the Spork started to talk, James seemed like he was getting bored and he started rooting around through the cupboards behind them.

“You see, initially Hammah hated Cape, because he killed Kimi and Sama, and sent the Flan-I into hiding . . . Hammah, you must understand, is . . . 'attached' to some of the Flan-I. He even went so far as to attack Cape, without my knowledge. Well, I don't know HOW he did it, but when Hammah came back he was singing Cape's praises, even wearing a so-called 'friendship bracelet'.” Spork explained.

As the story went on, James had now climbed into the cupboard, and was rooting around the dishes and cooking utensils, like a cat sniffing out a mouse. The difference was, he wasn't a cat and there was no mouse – just a bored buffoon.

“So, was it mind control? Blackmail? Mental manipulation?” Jessie guessed.

Spork shrugged. “No, I still don't understand what he said or did to change Hammah's mind. However . . . he is blackmailing me, in a sense. You see, when I went to Cape to get some answers, he told me 'That friendship bracelet is more than a bracelet, Hammah can't take it off, and all I have to do is say a word and it will suck him inside and trap him there forever.' I was given the option of working for him, or losing Hammah.”

“Wow, harsh—ahhhh!” James was leaning out of the cupboard, listening in, when he slipped on a dish, tumbled on and crash-landed on table. Dishes fell everywhere, and somehow the Professor and Avenger wound up on the floor, covered with a broken table, a lot of broken plates and James, who likely had a broken hip.

“IDIOT!” Avenger threw James across the room, causing the old man to hit the wall near Rowen. While the Professor dusted himself off and Avenger swore up a storm, Rowen helped the elderly Rocket up to his feet.

“Be more careful.” Rowen warned him.
“Heh, thanks.” James rubbed the back of his neck.

The older man stood up and then started staggering around backwards – right in CHoW's direction. CHoW yelped and tried to avoid him, but every time CHoW moved, James stumbled the same direction. Finally, James fell against CHoW, knocking them both to the floor.

“URGH!” CHoW could only grunt in annoyance, throwing James against the fridge and knocking him unconscious. “I'm really tired of idiots . . .”

Jessie, apparently used to James after so many years as a team, stepped over his body and stood next to CHoW. With a big grin, and her pad in hand, Jessie asked him: “So, why is LASOOF following Mr. Cape? Blackmail, just like those two?” She pointed at Avenger and Spork.

CHoW blinked. “Erm . . . no. I asked Crimson about that when I found out he was blackmailing Spork . . . he just said, 'If you disobey me, I can kill you; but I need the Professor around to clone me an army of Bender's.”

Jessie blurted out laughing, and CHoW shot her a dark glare. The redhead slunk back, tripping over James and landing on his back. James just groaned and woke up.

“My back already hurt from the fridge . . .” James whined.
“Shuddap.” Jessie popped him on the head.

“Would you excuse us, I need to speak with the idiots.”

At the door, was the Man in the Crimson Cape. His arms were crossed and his eyes narrowed. CHoW started walking out of the room, when Crimson cleared his throat.

“No, I was talking to Jessie and James.” Crimson said with a scoff, and he was shot dark looks from both the Heads of LASOOF and the two Custard Users.

Not wanting to get into any more trouble than they had already, James and Jessie jumped up, bowed to Crimson, and hurried out of the room. As the two disappeared around a corner, their grins turned into serious faces.

“Did you get it?” Jessie asked.
James held up a keycard, twirling it around in his hand. “Like taking meatloaf from a Dewgong.”

Jessie paused. “What the hell does that even mean?”
James shrugged. “I dunno . . . aw, forget it! Let's just break into the computer room and find out what there is to find out!”

Team Rocket ran down the hall, taking different side paths and eventually coming across a room with a black door. It was the computer room, where Jeremie had spent most of his time, monitoring the going ons in Teh City. James swiped the keycard against a scanner and the door popped open.

The two slipped inside, and Jessie closed the door again. Quickly they were at a computer, looking through various files.

“This is really strange,” Jessie muttered as she looked over James' shoulder, reading the various files. “It looks like Cape has had the Spoon as a prisoner for weeks, and yet he hasn't killed him.”

James nodded. “And . . . look at this! It says here that the heroes are supposed to attack . . . today! Cape knows all about it?”

Jessie gasped. “He's setting a trap . . . I'd like to know how he knows what's going to happen before it happens.”

James shrugged. “Who knows? Right now, we need to --”

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Someone was banging on the door. “Hey! Jessie, James! Did you steal my keycard? What are you doing in the computer room?” CHoW yelled loudly.

Jessie and James paused and sweat dropped.

“Crap.”

“Come on! What are you two doing in there?” CHoW demanded.

James blinked. “We're . . . making out.”
Jessie punched him in the arm.

“EWW!” The voice of CHoW seemed to shudder. “Ew, ew, ew, ew, Ew! I didn't need to hear that! Friggin' old people . . .”

They could hear CHoW stomp away.

“Disturbing excuse, but it worked.” Jessie snickered.

[. . . . .]

Hammah was sitting on a balcony, his legs dangling off the side of the Spoon Tower. He did seem to have a happy smile on his face, even as he looked down at the newly taken-oven City.

“Hammah,” The Spork walked up behind him with a sigh. “Can we talk?”

Hammah's smile disappeared. “I guess.” The truth was, Hammah was still upset at what had happened.

“There's something I need to tell you, about that bracelet he gave you.” The Professor announced. He had decided to tell Hammah that Crimson Cape was using him. “He's not your friend, Hammah. He's using you as a pawn so I'll make his robots.”

Hammah jumped up and spun around, and he looked angry. “No! You're wrong! He IS my friend! And he's going to make sure everything ends well!”

Spork felt annoyance run through his veins. “Hammah, he's trying to take over the world – He HAS already taken over Rapid Island! Nothing is going to end well! He's evil!”

Hammah shook his head. “You don't understand!”

Spork crossed his arms. “Then tell me; make me understand why you would possibly think thing are going to 'end well'? We're henchmen, no, pawns! The 'heroes' are all fugitives and will likely die before this is over.”

Hammah paused, biting his lip. He looked like he wanted to say something. Then, he shook his head and started to tear up. “You just don't understand!” He ran right by the Spork, crying and running into the Spoon Tower.

The Professor sighed, his eye twitching in annoyance. “. . . Damn it, he's becoming a teenager.”

Avenger suddenly appeared, as if sensing a moment for sarcasm. “Dude, YOU'RE a teenager.”

“Oh, shut up.” Spork growled.

[. . . . .]

While the villains were busy with crazy (and sneaky) reporters, and teenage angst, the heroes were even busier having to plan for their attack. With the exception of Tinman and Vidit, all of the remaining heroes had gathered at the edge of Teh City.

They were now ready for a fight. Everyone had their weapons ready, and they stood in silence. Standing in front of them was Avatar. As wind blew through their hair, the group all looked to the wartime Flan-I leader.

“Everyone, I realize things are horrible.” Avatar told them. “I know we're facing times tougher than they've ever been. Even when the Flan-I were almost wiped out, things weren't this dismal. We've lost the Spoon, and we've lost our Super Heroes.”

He suddenly crossed his arms, smirked and stomped a foot. “But we're not giving up! We can't! Not now and not ever! This world can't survive without heroes! We need to fight to save the innocent men and women in Rapid Island, and in this world! Let me make this clear: We shall not fail! If any of you even consider failure an option, then go sit down and get out of my sight! We will win, and we must all believe that with our entire hearts, souls and minds!”

“Yeah! We'll crush those jerkfaces!” Crystal yelled.

“There's no way we're letting some caped weirdo win!” Tazzy cheered.

“Let's go beat 'em!” KxS jumped; her Knuckles plushy on her shoulder.

“I'll thwap them to mush!” Mojohanna looked incredibly eager to smash something; holding her giant magic purple chopsticks in her hands. She was clearly still irritated that Roy had been called away.

“You know, this one was a lot funnier than last time before we got all serious.” Phazon mused.

Everyone paused, and then they nodded to one another.

“Alrighty then, let's just go blow some crap up!” Avatar grinned. “MAN I LOVE BEING IN CHARGE!”

[. . . . .]

Crimson Cape was not in his office, leaving the Spoon alone in his cage. Spoony slumped against the back wall of the energy cage, relieved that the energy would only shock him if he tried to escape. He heard the door open and turned with a glare, expecting Cape – instead he saw Time Traveling Team Rocket from the Future.

“. . . What the heck?” Spoony blinked.

“Howdy!” James grinned, sitting at the edge of the cage.
“You don't look so well.” Jessie observed as she too took a seat.

Spoony glared. “What do you want?”

Jessie grinned. “We thought we'd bring you some grub.”
James handed over a trey of sandwiches. “Here you go! Figured you'd be hungry, being a prisoner an all.”

Spoony didn't even begin to move towards the sandwiches. “Poison? Truth serum? Mind control powder? Laxative? What did you spike it with?”

James shook his head. “It's got a little something extra in it . . . but none of those things.”
Jessie grinned. “Come on, we're not so bad.” She stuck her tongue out at the Spoon.

Spoony reluctantly reached for a sandwich, but James spoke up. “Try the one in the middle . . . it's got the best toppings.”

The Spoon was going to point out that 'toppings go on a pizza', but he decided not to argue. Instead, he grabbed the middle sandwich and eyed it suspiciously. He lifted the top piece of bread, and his eyes widened.

“Is that . . .?”

“WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING!?”

The Spoon quickly returned the bread to the sandwich, Jessie and James turned around; CHoW was standing behind them, his arms crossed. He looked as suspicious as ever.

“Hey dude. We were just feeding the prisoner.” James nodded.
“Is that a problem?” Jessie asked, putting her hands on her hips.

CHoW shook his head. “I am so sick of this! Do you think I can't see what's going on here? Do you HONESTLY think you're being sneaky!?” He sounded an alarm.

Jessie and James exchanged blinks. “What?”

In response to the alarm, Rowen, Spork and Avenger all entered the room soon afterwards.

“What's up?” Rowen asked.

CHoW turned to them. “I'll tell you 'what's up'! Jessie and James – they're imposter's! They've been sneaking around, and stealing stuff, and now they're feeding Spoony! There's only one possible explanation!”

“They're idiots?” Avenger suggested.

“No! . . . Yes, but, that's not what I meant.” CHoW stammered. “Come on! A serious girl who hits people and a buffoon male assistant! Does that sound like anyone you know? Hmm? Maybe?”

The Spork raised an eyebrow. “Are you suggesting what I think you're suggesting?”

CHoW nodded furiously. “YES! Jessie and James are none other than our archest of arch enemies, the most annoying duo in this series and the titular character – Super Kimi and Wonder Sama!”

Jessie and James exchanged blinks, again. “What?”

CHoW rounded on them. “Don't deny it!”

Rowen coughed. “Um . . . dude. If they were Kimi and Sama . . . don't you think we could sense them? I mean, I don't sense any flan from either of them.”

CHoW sweat dropped. “Erm . . . well . . . yes, that . . . I'm sure there's an explanation!”

Another voice spoke up, from the doorway. “If they're Kimi and Sama, that means I failed to kill them. That would make me a weakling AND a fool. Is that what you're saying?”

“Yes!” CHoW nodded – until he turned and saw the Man in the Crimson Cape was the one who had spoken. “NO! I, uh, that's not what . . . Oh man.”

Crimson Cape stepped forward, walking right past CHoW in a cold manner. He looked at Jessie and James.

“Are you Kimi and Sama?” Crimson asked.

“Nope.” James replied. “I'm James. Though, Kimi is a fun name... maybe I should change my name!”
Jessie blinked. “I think someone dropped him on his head as a baby.”

Crimson shrugged. “Good enough for me.” He rounded on CHoW deciding to intimidate the former main-villain. At that moment, though, the building shook and alarms went off left and right.

Crimson ran to the window and looked out; as he looked down at the ground below, he could see the heroes attacking.

“Go. All of you. Capture them.” Crimson commanded. Then he hurried out of the room.

[. . . . .]

“ATTACK!” Avatar shouted.

A group of five Benders charged at Avatar; but he flicked on his H-sAbers. The eight-bladed sabers were blazing into light, and he jumped around at lightning speed, slashing the Bender robots into tiny bits and pieces.

Not far away, Crystal blasted a group of Benders with a massive wave of water; then she sent forth a second wave – this time with lightning. The Benders soon exploded from the combination and they were destroyed.

Tazzy jumped up, spun in the air, and when she stomped down on the ground it created a massive stone, about twenty feet tall, which plummeted on a group of Benders, crushing them into metal pancakes.

Phazon had a ring of Benders running at him. Without dodging, he moved his arms and the Bender's extendable arms shot from their bodies into one another, connecting them all. Then, again using the flan, he picked them up and spun them around at high speed; the Benders came apart, one by one, and each one that was shaken lose flew into the army of Benders and destroyed another.

KxS ran along the outside of a group, hacking and slashing with her custard saber, slicing the legs off a line of Benders. When she reached the end of the line of now-fallen robots, she kicked the first one in line and it smacked the second, causing a domino effect and sending them all rolling towards the Spoon Tower, where they blew up.

Avatar grinned. “YEAH! EXPLOSIONS! THIS IS WHY I LOVE THE BATTLE SCENES!”

Mojohanna was flying above the others on her chopstick surfboard. She was glaring, looking down at the Benders. “You stole my Master Flan, you drove Roy back to the world below, AND you killed my roommates! I'm PISSED!”

She jumped, grabbing the chopsticks and as she landed she jumped through the army of Benders, smashing, thwaping, crushing and cracking them left and right. She fired lightning from her chopsticks and even stabbed the Benders with the end of her chopsticks. When she finally calmed down, an entire wave of Benders were scrap metal.

Suddenly, a massive shadow descended on the group. Above the heroes was a tank – which was hovering in the skies. The lid opened and Vidit popped his head out. “Sorry we're late, everybody!”

The tank slammed down in the middle of a group of Benders, and then it fired a giant ball of lightning which took out a second squadron of Benders. Vidit was playing with the heavy duty toys today.

Suddenly, Tinman flew by, riding the skies on his guitar. As he did, he whipped the iron pot off his head and used it as a bat, knocking Benders down left and right as he zigged and zagged through the army. “You know, I think I've invented a new game!”

[. . . . .]

As the fight raged on outside, Hammah was watching from inside. He scanned the warzone for a few minutes, but at last he made a choice. He activated his sabers and ran outside; only to be stopped by his brother Jimi.

“Where are you going?” Jimi asked.

“I want to help.” Hammah replied.

“The Professor doesn't need our help.” Jimi shook his head.

“I'm going to help mom.” Hammah admitted.

The brothers stood and stared for a moment.

“Hammah, you're not allowed to get involved. The Professor told me to make sure you stay inside.” Jimi told his brother matter-of-factly.

“I don't care!” Hammah shook his head. “You don't understand what's going on!”

Hammah made to move once again; but Jimi got in his way again.

“Move!” Hammah pleaded.
“No. I can't. It's for your own good.” Jimi tried to reason with his fellow clone.

“I want to help!” Hammah repeated, and his voice actually sounded angry.
“Hammah . . .” Jimi was getting angry too. He didn't understand why the Professor wanted them to sit the fight out (he did not know about the bracelet, only Spork and Avenger did), but he was getting annoyed at Hammah's attitude, and his refusal to listen to their creator.

“Move, Jimi! I'm going to help mom!” Hammah insisted.
Jimi lost his cool. “She's not our mom, Hammah! We're clones! We were made in a giant test tube!”

As quickly as he said it, Jimi looked horrified and he regretted it. The look of shock and horror on Hammah's face was like a being hit by a truck. “Hammah, I didn't mean . . . I'm sorry, I know you . . .”

Hammah punched him. “You're horrible, brother!”

Jimi floated back up and it was his turn to look shocked. “You punched me!”

As if channeling the spirits of the Elric Brothers, the two started to scuffle. While they fought, someone slipped outside right behind them.

[. . . . .]

As the Benders were falling left and right, four shadows suddenly appeared out in front of the Spoon Tower. It was Rowen, Spork, Avenger and CHoW. They had not yet drawn their weapons, the four were looking out at the group.

“I guess it's time for --” CHoW began, but he was cut off.

Suddenly, in a move that could only make sense in a cartoon, the entire area fell dark. Then, twin beams of spotlight shot down on a small area, where the elderly Team Rocket in their black executive uniforms stood.

“Prepare for trouble.” Jessie grinned.
“Makes it double.” James added.

Rowen sighed. “Should have seen this coming.”
“Is that Team Rocket?” Crystal tilted her head. “Why are they so . . . old?”

“To protect the world from devastation!” Jessie yelled.
“To unite all people's within our nation!” James grinned.

And then, something changed. Their voices started to sound different, and the usual mantra was cast aside.

“To denounce the evil of jerks like you!” Jessie crossed her arms.
“To squash your asses under our shoes!” James had a new kind of smirk.

The two grabbed the corners of their outfits and ripped them off, in a move that only works in cartoons. They were both dressed in the old white uniforms Team Rocket was used to wearing; although they were no longer disguised as Jessie and James.

“SUPAH KIMI!”
“WONDER SAMA!”

“Super Heroes, blast off at the speed of light!” Kimi stuck out her tongue at the group.
“Surrender now or . . . pfft, who am I kidding? Even if you ALL surrender right now, we're STILL KICKING YOUR ASSES!” Sama yelled, smacking one fist into an open palm.

“HELL YEAH! That's right!” Kimi cheered.

Sama blinked. “Wait, why are we dressed like Team Rocket?”
Kimi shrugged. “I have no idea.”

They once again grabbed the corners of their outfits and threw them away; now dressed in their normal clothes.

Sama blinked again. “What we just did makes no sense whatsoever.”
Kimi nodded. “Yeah, laws of physics don't work so well in our universe.”

“I TOLD YOU SO!” CHoW yelled loudly, breaking the stunned silence that had fallen as the two revealed themselves. “I SO FREAKING TOLD YOU SO!”

“Uh, CHoW . . .” Rowen interrupted.

“NO! No, I'm sorry buddy, but I GET TO GLOAT!” CHoW yelled loudly. Until, that is, he felt someone tap him on the shoulder. He turned slowly, and then Kimi's fist connected with his face, sending him flying into the wall of the Spoon Tower.

Rowen jumped forward, but Kimi was already flying to someplace else. There was someone there, though.

“Sama.” Rowen nodded.
“Ninja dude!” Sama grinned.
“No. More. Nicknames.” Rowen growled. Then he blinked. “Although it's better than some.”

Sama crossed his arms. “So, you want to draw your saber and do this?”
Rowen smirked. “Of course! And you're going do-- HEY!”

Rowen suddenly became interested in his pockets. No matter how many pockets he searched, he could not find his Flansaber. Until he looked up, and saw a grinning Sama holding it.

“How did --”
“Remember earlier? When you helped me up in the kitchen?” Sama said in a singsong voice. “Best. Thief. Ever. Yo.”

Rowen growled; Sama activated the double-edged saber and threw it at Rowen; of course, Rowen caught his own saber. “Pfft, that was patheti--”

He paused again; as he looked back up from catching the saber, he found Sama was poking him on the tip of his nose. Rowen knew what was about to happen. “You suck.”

Bright emerald lightning buzzed through Rowen's body as Sama delivered a powerful jolt; and the ninja collapsed on the ground, coughing out some smoke.


Kimi, meanwhile, had flown up to the roof. Avenger was standing there with his arms crossed.

“You really want to take me on, girlie? I'll kill ya for real.” Avenger snickered with a dark grin.

“Yeah, yeah . . . you're like, the thousandth person to say crap like that. Know what always happens? They wind up with a broken ass bone and I go home and eat chips and salsa.” Kimi replied with her own smirk.

“You're almost as arrogant as I am.” Avenger noted.
“You got that backwards, demon-boy.” Kimi scoffed.

Avenger narrowed his eyes – and he fired several shots of bright orange ki blasts. Kimi dodged them by zipping around, flailing about in the sky with a kind of clumsy grace. Then she shot forward and delivered a kick to his face.

Avenger stumbled and rubbed his nose, which was now bleeding. “Not bad . . . but I'm too tough for that crap!” He activated his saber and slashed a few times; but Kimi caught it – in her teeth.

After biting the custard saber in half, Kimi chewed as she spoke. “Doode, furh rheal, Dhats nevuh wurked.” She then spit the bits of Custard saber at Avenger – and each of them burnt and stung as they struck him.

“Owwch! Man, that's both gross and messed up!” Avenger complained – and then she punched him hard in the stomach. “I think you ruptured . . . MY SPLEEN!”

Kimi shrugs, kicked him down, and then headed back towards the main battle.


The Professor, however, was glaring up at Kimi, aiming his Keyblade at her. He was ready to unleash a Thundaga, when he heard a voice.

“Hey. Haven't you always wanted an epic battle?”

Spork paused and turned; it was the Spoon.

“How did you--”
“Key in my sandwich.” Spoony replied. “So? You want to fight? You and me?”

Spork grinned, raising an eyebrow. “Honestly, I have wanted a climatic showdown between the two of us . . . your incarceration was the silver lining in my servitude.” He held up his Keyblade.

Spoony waved an army – every last Bender, the ones who were still fighting and the ones who had been destroyed – floated up into the air and smashed together. A blast of lightning from the Spoon and they'd all been welded together; in the shape of a giant hammer.

Spork sweat dropped. “You know what? I think I'll just fight Kimi today . . .”

The Hammer music from Smash Brothers played, and Spork winced as he was smashed. Spoony tossed the Bender hammer away (and the Benders exploded in mid-air) and the Spork was left in a small crater, battered and bruised.

“Yeah . . . no TV-man for me, today.” Spoony decided. “Thanks for the warm-up, rival. Now . . . whose next?”

Rowen, Avenger and CHoW – all of whom were already beaten up – sweat dropped simultaneously.

“So that's the full power of the Spoon.” Vidit whistled, impressed.
“Not even close.” Crystal corrected him.

KxS strolled over to Avenger, propping him up. “How about you guys stop working for Crimson?”

Avenger nodded. “Yeah Barbie, I think that's a great idea.”

“How about you dummies?” Tazzy stood between the fallen CHoW and Rowen, her hands on her hips.

“I'm all for surrendering.” Rowen admitted.
“. . .” CHoW stayed quiet.


“I'm not.” Crimson Cape appeared in the middle of the area, his arms crossed.

Several of the heroes started forward, including an angry-looking Spoon – but Kimi and Sama jumped to the front of the line.

“UH UH,” Kimi growled to her friends. “This is one ass-kicking we reserve.”
Sama nodded. “Mmmhmm. This jerk's been pushing our buttons for months!”

Crimson Cape raised his hands and sent a barrage of red lightning at the duo. Sama jumped ahead, sending his own specially-colored lightning to meet the scarlet light. There was a meeting of lightning and a massive explosion.

Kimi shot forward, kicking Crimson with both feet in the chest. The mysterious villain was thrown back into the ground; but he quickly got up and slashed at Kimi using two crimson sabers; Sama blocked it with his own.

“You won't win.” Kimi told him confidentially.
“We may be lazy, and we might screw up sometimes . . . but when it's all said and done, we always save the day.” Sama grinned.

Crimson Cape hesitated. “I see . . . you two are better then you've ever been.”

“DUH! That's what I've been saying for months!”

Kimi and Sama blinked, and then their jaws dropped. Biker Girl had just dropped out of the sky, standing next to Crimson Cape. She crossed her arms.

“YOU!” Kimi and Sama exclaimed at once; and then they looked to each other. “You met her, too?”

“Heeeeeeeey,” Crimson Cape complained, suddenly sounding like a spoiled child. “I thought we agreed that we wouldn't tell them yet!”

“Oh, shut up you big dummy.” Biker Girl yawned. “Don't you think this has dragged on long enough?”

Crimson Cape crossed his arms. “I'm not done! I want to make sure they're really ready.”

Biker Girl rolled her eyes. “Oh, sorry. Should I come back after you get your ass kicked?”

Crimson Cape made mock speech with his hand. “Blah, blah, blah. Come on, I can do this.”

Kimi and Sama, this entire time, were just staring. By now, EVERYONE had taken to staring at the two arguing 'villains'. They were all thinking the same thing, but only Sama said it.

“Kimi-chan . . . the way those two argue . . .” Sama began.
“Don't say it.” Kimi warned him, feeling queasy in her stomach.
“Doesn't it remind you of . . .” Sama continued anyway.
“DON'T YOU F-ING SAY IT!” Kimi growled, much, much louder.
“The way, well, that WE argue.” Sama said it.
“ARGH!”

Crimson Cape and Biker Girl paused, realizing their conversation was more public than they would have liked. They blinked, then shrugged, and finally the cape and the biker's helmet came off.

“Hiya.” Super Kimi, age twenty, grinned as the biker helmet fell to the ground.
“Yo.” Wonder Sama, age twenty-four, rubbed the back of his neck. “I swear I can explain.”

“I have a headache.” Sama, the normal Sama, groaned.
“SO DO I!” Phazon screamed. “WHY TIME-TRAVEL!? WHY!?”

Vidit shrugged. “If it makes you feel any better, the DeLorean from before came from my Outpost, and not the future. Sama swiped it and a disguise kit.”

Tazzy blinked. “That makes sense, and it explains a potential plot hole . . . but seriously, right now, there's much BIGGER QUESTIONS in need of answers. Like what was up with trying to drown me!” She poked Future Sama in the chest.

Future Kimi sweat dropped. “Aw, you were never in any danger, way back when you went to get that padlock from the underwater prison. I was there, too! In fact, every time Sama's been doing evil stuff, I've been around, ready to save some lives if things got too out of hand.”

Tazzy blinked again. “Oh. Okay!”


“. . . We've been . . .”
“. . . Henchmen . . .”
“. . . For Sama?”

Avenger, Spork and Rowen exchanged glances, and then they all turned green. It was the worst thing they could ever imagine.

“Well, I've lost all faith in humanity.” Avenger sighed.

“WAIT!” Kimi turned on her future self with an angry glare. “What about when my soul got eaten by a phantom clown, huh? How would you have saved me then?”

Future Kimi and Sama's counterpart both flushed.

“Well . . . see, we exists outside of the timeline.” Future Kimi explained.
“Because . . . we got time traveling ass-tattoos.” Future Sama coughed.

“Greeeeeat. Now I'm embarrassed and Matt Groening has another reason to sue us.” Sama weeped.

“If we can move on, I have a question.” Spoony had stepped up, and the look of anger on his face was greater than it had ever been in the past. “Why the hell have you two been doing this!?”

“I told them too.”

A man in a wheelchair was suddenly standing behind Future Kimi and Sama, and slowly he rolled his way to Spoony. At once, the Spoon flushed and almost collapsed.

“Hello, everyone!” Future Spoony, who looked exactly like Present Spoony although he was in a wheelchair, waved to the group. “I'm afraid Kimi and Sama have been obeying my orders the entire time.”

Crystal groaned. “This is getting weirder than usual . . . and that's saying something.”

Future Spoony sweat dropped. “Let me explain! There was a reason for all of this! You see, in our time – a few years from now – Kimi, Sama and I are the only people here who are alive!”

Silence fell on the rest of the group. Future Kimi rolled her eyes. “Not a good stopping place.”

Future Spoony sweat dropped. “Erm, yes . . . anyway! There's a very horrible event that's about to happen . . . and sadly, it destroys pretty much everyone. You see, over the next few months, there's going to be a lot of very surprising changes . . . some things, some of you might already be thinking about . . . and some will be a complete surprise. However, when we get close to the end of that time, something awful will happen . . . something that will threaten all of you.”

Future Sama coughed. “But on the plus side, the next few months are awesome. Seriously.”

Future Kimi elbowed him in the stomach and he sweat dropped.

The Present Spoon stepped forward, looking at his counterpart. “What is this event?”

Future Spoony shook his head. “The only way we could get the . . . erm . . . tattoos . . . was to sign a contract. It stipulated that we couldn't reveal the nature of the event. If we tell you any specifics, we'll instantly lose our tattoos, be sent back to the future and none of this will have happened, meaning the future won't change.”

Phazon was in tears. “Please . . . just stop . . . no MORE!”

Spoony sweat dropped, looking at his old friend. “Maybe we should just talk about WHY you felt the need to be evil!”

Future Spoony coughed. “Firstly, we wanted to keep an eye on LASOOF and THEM. The last thing I wanted was to have those guys using the catastrophe to try to take over. Also, we felt we needed to toughen up Kimi and Sama, make them stronger.”

Kimi and Sama glared at their future counterparts.

“Dude, it worked.” Future Sama crossed his arms.

Future Kimi rubbed her neck. “It was all to make sure that, when the bad moment does come, you'd all be ready to fight. This is going to be bigger and badder than anything that's ever happened. You guys will need to be at the top of your game!”

Kimi and Sama exchanged glances, and then, to the surprise of the time travelers, their friends and their foes – they started to laugh. After a few seconds, they were laughing so hard they had to put their arms around one another to keep from falling over.

“DUDE! Not only are we the most kick-ass heroes ever! . . .” Kimi gleefully proclaimed.
“We're also the best villains the series ever had!” Sama laughed.

They laughed, loud and relieved. For the first time in months, it seemed like things were going to have a truly happy ending. No matter what the future held, Super Kimi and Wonder Sama would be there to save the day.

“Bring it on!” Kimi yelled. “No matter what, we'll --”

She stopped speaking abruptly. Screams echoed from the others. Sama slowly turned to his best friend at his side, and when he realized the reason for her sudden stop, his face paled in horror.

A red flansaber was sticking out of Kimi's chest; she'd been stabbed in the back. She coughed up some blood, and then collapsed. Sama caught her.

“Kimi? KIMI!?” He looked up, and saw CHoW standing in front of him. A second later, CHoW blasted Sama in the face with lightning and knocked him into the wall of the Spoon Tower, making the wall crumble and sending giant blocks of the wall crushing Sama beneath them.

The trio of time travelers were gone.

CHoW looked around, facing the others. “I'm the number one villain in this series. Don't forget it.”

He then paused. “Erm . . . Rowen, now would be a really good time for a chaos control.”

Rowen sweat dropped, and then he and CHoW vanished in green light.

Instantly, there was commotion. After a few seconds, Crystal was kneeling at Kimi's side, her water bottle open – but after only a couple more seconds, she stopped and looked up at Spoony with tears in her eyes.

“Kimi's . . . dead.”

[. . . . .]

In a cluttered bedroom, while watching the discovery channel, Brandon leaned back in his chair and gave a sigh of relief.

“WHEW! I'm finally done! I've had this stuff in my brain for MONTHS! And now all my friends online have a new chapter to read!” Brandon grinned.

“WHAT THE HELL KIND OF ENDING IS THAT!?”

Brandon turned in his computer chair just in time to see a electric guitar smack him in the face Fooly-Cooly style, which sent him spinning around in the chair, and finally he flew out, hit a wall, and landed on the floor in a pool of blood.

Kella paused. “Um . . . did I kill you?” She prodded him with the guitar, and then sweat dropped as he didn't move. “Yep. I killed you.”

She paused, and then rubbed her neck. “I'll just . . . be going now . . .”

She turned and ran.

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That's Requiem. :3

It's done.

That's how it ends.

For real.

:p

Ain't I a stinker? [/bugs]

No, but seriously. There's one more part of the trilogy. Hopefully this made you all laugh! And, as you can see, I've already punished myself for the ending, so no need for shoe throwing!

The next episode will be posted in three days or less, or your pizza is free!

And the next season starts REALLY soon! :D

Holy......Crap..........I did not see that coming.........

.........That was some plot twist Sama!


OMG that was good, i'm realy dying to see what happens....This is gonna be a long 3 days isn't it? Honestly I didn't see any part of this story coming (especially the ending)


Holy freakin' crap that was good.

XD

XD

Thanks C_R! I'm glad it was a surprise; I've been trying to be shocking. :3 Glad you liked it!

Thanks for reading. :D

Arrrrrggh! I didn’t even think to factor in time travel! Poor Phazon…

Anyways, awesome GS! So much to comment on!

Hammah and Jimi’s scuffle…That’ll work well, with what I told you I have planned in the future. Muhahaha.

Ouch…Spork got pwned by Spoon…But, I shall have my revenge!

Some very good lines in this, and a surprise ending! I can’t wait to see what happens next, and all the surprises that you have planned…

I better get to work on my story other story I told you about!

XD I feel bad using so much time travel, but it worked so well here!

Thank you! :D I'm glad you thought so.

I was watching FMA last night, so I decided Jimi and Hammah needed a brotherly fight like Ed and Al. XD

I know you eventually want them to have a big battle; which I hinted at -- but after making poor Spoon go through so much trouble, he needed to do some pwning.

Thank you! ^_^ The next one will be here really soon, and it has a very interesting idea, I think.

Hmm... if it's the one I think you mean, we should talk before you write too much! There's some things that will happen that you might want to know, before you do too much! Sadly they're all spoiler-y.

Thanks for reading!

I think, considering the circumstances, the pwning was in order. XD

Well, I have a good chunk down of one already...I think I'm eating dinner soon, so get on MSN or Skype and maybe we can figure it out if it'll be a problem before hand, or after I'm done with dinner, and what not!

XD True!

Okay! I'll get on Skype -- assuming it's working.

I just wanna make sure my plans don't mess with your's, or vice-a-versa! But I doubt it -- and if there is a problem, we can work stuff out. :3

I usually don't have ten stories planned out ahead of time. XD

:p

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Cool story from the stuff I understand, and possibly some I don't (probably going to have to reread it again, though :heh: )! Good thing it all doesn't have to make sense! *looks at TVoL* XD XD

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And hooray for being only two stories away from the end again of multi-part stories in SK&WS! [/impatience]

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EDIT: Heh, after rereading, things make a bit more sense! Interesting story! (also, I think I've had Code Geass on my mind way too much lately, possibly from rewatching it a bit lately; sorry I've sounded like I've been comparing everything and anything too it, lately :heh: )

I'd like to quote Sporky here, to express one of my fave things about this one.

So. Damn. True. Can't say I would've minded it being a little more evenly matched, but still awesome, with a few instant classic lines for The Custard Devil. (Nice way of working in my real life germophobia too!)

And I concede to you the fact that it was a damn good reason for him going evil for a little bit.

I know I haven't commented on this current storyline, but I have been keeping up with it, and I am finally commenting with this

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AAAAAAAAAHHHH I wanna rip my face off. In a good way! (? Wtf, self?) You can never say anything about Spoon's Apprentice cliffhangers ever again!! :LOL:

Biker Girl and Crimson Cape being Kimi and Sama = awesome. Now I have to draw them.

And Jesse and James being Kimi and Sama = also awesome. And the Back to the Future and the FMA and the Benders and the blah blah blah lalalala so on.

GEEZ LOUISE (who is Louise? Why do we vent at her all the time?) this was A-MAZING.

DP Who Was Right All Along: You were. XD I did say that Crimson and Biker weren't "alternate versions of Kimi and Sama" and I wasn't lying! I define alternate versions as people like in Spoon's Apprentice or LOTS. They're just time traveler. :p And yes, I used semantics to confuse you, but only cause you were totally right for so long!

YES! We are close to the end! I'm Impatient too! XD I wanna get to the new season! SO MUCH NEW STUFF! :D

Thank you! :3 I'm glad you liked it -- and no worries about the Code Geass comparisons -- I just wish I watched that! Grr... DVDs, come to meeee!


Avenger: XD I'm glad you enjoyed it!

For the record, the reason Avenger, Spork and Rowen got pwned so fast was mainly because they're not really the main antagonists for this one. :3 Had Avenger been the one responsible for the trouble, the fight would've been a lot longer, more epic and probably would've been Kimi and Sama against him.

Character's strength is relative to what's going on. XD

Yes! I had a good reason. :3 Of course, Hammah was never in any real danger -- I forgot to put this in the story, but what Crimson told Hammah was his true identity! That's how come Hammah trusted him, because he knew it was Sama and he knew Sama wouldn't hurt his friends. Though, I think that's somewhat obvious enough even with my forgetting that scene. XD


Kimi!: :D Yay! I figured you were reading it, but it's nice to know for sure.

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NOOOOOOOOO! WHAT HAVE I DONE!? :o Killing the star of the show is the biggest cliffhanger possible . . . which means, as you said, I can't freak out when someone else does a cliffhanger! XD Oh, talk about shooting myself in the foot.

XD I would love to see them drawn in your style!

XDx2 Huzzah! :3 All the references have been accounted for, probably. Or not -- I don't keep track anymore. XD



Apparently, Louise was the Queen of "Prussia" and that isn't a typo. XD Wikipedia.

Thank you! :D I'm glad you liked it, and there will be an update in three days or less!

OK, that. Was. AWESOME!!!!

Hehe, tattoos.

KxS!: Thank you! :D I'm glad you thought so.

XD Ever since I saw Bender's Big Score, I knew I had to use those.