“Ok,” Johnny said to himself. His heart was racing and, despite the harsh cold, he was sweating. “This is it. This is go time.” T5 robots and foot soldiers crossed the ice towards him and his allies. Johnny took in one last deep breath and let out a yell of, “OH, YEAH!” His hands began to glow with red flames. The world became somewhat fuzzy as his body began to spin in a circle. Soon, his form was nothing but a blur as it spun faster and faster. Balls of flames shot forth and hurled themselves towards the oncoming force.
Luchadore darted around in the sky above. Landing on one of the robot’s shoulders, he used his awesome strength to tear it’s head away from the rest of the body. The limp metal frame fell to the ground and Luchie hovered in the air. Using his entire body, the young man tossed the head like a bowling ball. It slammed into an oncoming bot, knocking it off center. It twisted in the air and crashed into a nearby bot which, in turn, did the same and followed a long chain reaction. “This is more fun that miniature golf!” Luchadore beamed as he looked for another target.
“Man! I don’t know if my powers over static electricity will do much here,” Ouchman said staring at the oncoming mechanized horde.
“Good thing you have Download here,” his friend said in great amusement. “Don’t sound like such a bad name now, does it?”
“Now I understand why the gave us a pardon to come here. They didn’t expect us to come back.”
“Don’t worry, Dawg! I’ll just download my mind into those walking Transformers and all will be dope thanks to me, Download.”
Ouchman turned to his friend. “Wait. Don’t you have to be touching it to download?” The both turned and looked at the massive machines of destruction that lumbered towards them while constantly spitting forth devastation.
