Registered Member #552, still secured to the wall, watches helplessly as his savage team-mate Hybrid continues his battle with the Wolfman. Teeth and claws rip and shred flesh. Fur flies everywhere.

RM552: I would have preferred a cat-fight.

RM looks over to his other team-mate, Midnight Spectre 2.0. Midnight is still prone on the ground. Sweat pouring off his body, as he tries to fight the Vegi-La’s toxins.

RM552: Come on Midnight. Fight it. We need you in the battle, man…

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Outside…

Thorfen the Dwarf hacks at one of the attacking Mini-Vegies with his axe, clefting it in twain (eh, that means cutting it in two).

Centurian: Look out, here comes another one!

Thorfen: [Turning to face another Mini-Veg] I can see it, laddie. But I canna be concentrating with ye nattering like an old woman. [another swing of his axe, brings another Mini-Veg down]. Just relax now, and let Thorfen take care of yon beasties.

Chessmaster 9000.53: Oh dear. I think I’m going to need more pieces…

Indeed, the two fallen Mini-Veggies start their regeneration process, creating four new Mini-Veg…

Ace: Ceej, have you noticed that these Vegi-La’s are regenerating? [Ace let’s fly a sonic 3 of Clubs] And every time we take one down, several more take their place.

CJ: [dodging a flailing tentacle while trying to get to Wednesday] Yes, I had actually.

Ace: Oh good. Just checking.

Fused: Speaking of checking, Chessmaster isn’t pulling his weight in this battle…

Chessmaster 900.53: Well I would be, if I could get to my board. But that rather large thorny tentacle is blocking my path.

Fused: Is that all…

Fused directs his outstretched palms towards the Chessmaster 9000.53.

Chessmaster 9000.53:

A sound wave picks up the Chessmaster and dumps him on the other side of the tentacle, next to his board.

Chessmaster 9000.53: oof.

Fused: Problem solved.

Distracted, Fused doesn’t notice another Mini-Veg closing in for the kill, until its too late.

Fused:

Suddenly the Mini-Veg’s body arches forward as it lets out a yell of pain. It slumps to the ground, with a throwing axe embedded in its back.

Fused: Whoa.

Thorfen: Ye should be watching ye back, Banshee. I’m not always going to be here to protect ye.

Fused: Thanks, short-stuff.

Thorfen: Don’t be thanking me. [the Dwarf taps the side of his head with a finger] Ida never heard the end of it, if ye’d been killed.

Speaking of being killed…

Wednesday: [thinking] Strange patterns… all colours of … rainbow… swimming across the sky… Is this death? Oh. Nope. It’s just, Transneapolitan. My bad.

And the Any Given Hero slumps into unconsciousness for the second time in this battle.

The Chessmaster 9000.53 scrambles over to his chessboard and hastily sets up the pieces.

Fused: What are ya playing at? Hurry up!

Chessmaster 9000.53: I can't move anyone until the entire board is set-up.... There! Bishop to C4!

Transneapolitan is diagonally moved directly in front of the large Vegi-Beast, with the limp (and human) Wednesday dangling in it’s tentacle.

Transneapolitan: Hey, give a guy some warning will ya!

Transneapolitan starts to construct a rainbow swirl shield, as the Vegi-Beast is about to bring down it’s fists on the Creamy Hero. Suddenly it stops, starring at the swirling pattern until the shield is formed. As soon as the shield is complete the Vegi-Beast resumes it’s attack.

Ace: Hey, whatever you just did, do it again!

Transneapolitan: um, Sure. What did I do?

Chessmaster: The rainbow swirl. Use the rainbow swirl!

Transneapolitan: Oh… OK. But I’ve never done this before… Back creature! Release my comrade, or face the wrath of Transneapolitan and the JLR!

Transneapolitan transforms his body into a large thin rainbow swirl disk.

Once again, the Vegi-Beast stops it’s attack transfixed on the swirling pattern of the Ice Cream Hero’s body.

Transneapolitan: Must keep body moving…. Insides churning… Think… going to be sick…

Ace: It’s working.

CJ: Look all the little Vegi-La have stopped too.

Thorfen: A pity. I had them right where I wanted them.

Transneapolitan: [his body still in constant motion] How long… do I keep… going?

Chessmaster 9000.53: Just a few more moments.

Fused: Hey. What’s the big one doing?

The original Vegi-Beast takes it’s eyes away from Transneapolitan and looks around its surroundings, with a confused expression. It notices Wednesday in its tentacle and relaxes its grip, lowering the unconscious hero to the ground.

Ace: CJ!

CJ: [Racing over and picking up Wednesday] Got him. Though he looks like he’s been infected with the poison ivy too.

Chessmaster 9000.53: OK, Transneapolitan. You can stop now.

Transneapolitan: Thank goodness… [Transneapolitan collapses, his body turning into a large mound of ice cream]

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Elsewhere, three shadowy figures look on.

Shadowy Figure 1: Lucius…

Lucius, the Shadowy Figure 2: Don’t worry James. The beast will be under my control again in a moment…

Shadowy Figure 3: That Chessmaster looks very formidable. Shall I take care of him?

James: No Francisco. The beast will take care of him. We are here for a specific purpose. Go get ready.

Francisco: If you think that’s best.

As Francisco Scaramanga leaves his contemporaries, he removes a gold cigarette case from his jacket pocket.

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Fused: I don’t get it...?

Thorfen: Aye. The beastie looks as gentle as a lamb.

CJ: He looks like a bit like our Vegi-La used too. Only more… passive.

Ace: Exactly like our Vegi-La then. Though I’m sure if Brit was here, he’d be able to explain exactly what was going on.

In the distance Lucius Malfoy produces his wand and points it at Vegi-La.

Vegi-La: Rrrrraaaaaagggggghhhhhhhh

JLR:

The Vegi-Beast and all the Mini-Veg start their rampage once more.

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James: Excellent work, Lucius. Keep an eye on proceedings here. I’m going to ensure Phase Two of our operation starts on schedule.

And with that, James Moriarty departs the battlefield.