Chapter Six: Longest Weekend Everoff the coast of Great Horned Isle, a frightening image was seen by the members of the Vile Evil Confederacy...
"Bronze Mage! Bronze Mage! They're here! SOM is here! A warship is right of the coast!" shouted Owl Man
"Sound the alarms! Prepare for battle! We will not let them defeat us while are comrades are still imprisoned!" the Bronze Mage responded
"Right!' replied the other members of VEC
VEC prepared for the battle a warship of that size would cause, but instead of bombarding the shore with cannon fire, it sailed to it...
"What should we do... They will land on shore any moment..." asked Xex
"Be prepared, if anyone onboard is like that Keyes fellow, we're sure in for a tough fight..." said the Bronze Mage as some members of VEC gulped at the mention of that name...
The ship soon anchored and a gangplank was lowered onto the coastline, and a surprising image appeared before VEC as men in prison uniforms, not soldiers, got off the boat...
"Boys look! It's Great Boss Bronze! If it wasn't for his glorious organization, we never would have been freed!" shouted some no name, former prisoners
"Great Boss Bronze! We'll follow you and your ideas until the end of time itself!" yelled another
"Huh?" questioned the Bronze Mage
"I'll clear things up for you Bronze..." shouted a familiar voice...
"Hohenheim!" shouted the VEC members, but Vivian and the Bronze Mage the loudest...
As they shouted that the captured VEC members and Chaos soon stepped off the boat...
"We caused a riot so we would have a higher chance at escape, these other people are the ones we successfully escaped with, and they want to join VEC as thanks..." replied the Blood Alchemist
"How many are we talking?" asked the Bronze Mage
"About 1,050 people, and 50 of those people have been pretty well known names in the past, like 'Berserker' Ban and 'Pirate King' Eli Zanzibar Lee..." the Blood Alchemist responded while rubbing the back of his neck...
"WHAT!?!!?!" screamed the VEC members on the shore
The Bronze Mage fell over when he heard those numbers....
"Anything else I should know?" he asked getting ready to faint...
"We also 'pirated' this ship, and with my World-Class Shipwright, we could probably redesign it to better suit your group! "shouted Eli from the ship's deck
"Well then, I can't back out of it now, better do the oath... Do you people solemnly swear your loyalty to the Horned One, the Great and Almighty Horned Beast, whose name we work to spread and create the views of evil he holds so dear to his heart?" shouted the Bronze Mage
"Aye! Anything for the Lord of our Saviors!" shouted a majority of the group...
"Eh... I need to get my revenge on SOM anyway, and right now if I go at it alone, 'He' will come after me, so since you guys don't seem have bad and know how to party, me and my crew will swear loyalty I guess..." replied Eli
"Well, I don't have anywhere else to go currently and I still have to repay my debt to you bronze so I'll guess I'll take along for this ride..." responded Ban with a laugh
"Well close enough... I now hereby pronounce all of you as official members of VEC! Let's party! Inferno, get the banquet gear, we're celebrating our new recruits!" shouted the Bronze Mage
"Yeah!" yelled everyone else as the last of the alcohol on the ship was finished while Inferno fetched the partying equipment...
"Hey Blood, I got one more question for you... What happened to the Man in steel who also broke in to save the Drunken Mystic?" asked the Bronze Mage
"Before we arrived near the island, the teleporting Colorman, the Man in Bright Turquoise, had noticed he had left the prison, so he brought him and his company back to the Great Hall... Flicker and Lightbender had broken out with us as we'll, but I have no idea where they went..." answered Hohenheim
"Well it's not a big deal, we'll probably being seeing them again at some point, no come on, let's celebrate a victory over those SOM bastards, I but that Shadow Sorcerer is having a field day cleaning up the mess you guys made..." laughed the Bronze Mage
"Yeah you're right" laughed the Blood Alchemist as he and his close friend joined in on the party....
The Bronze Mage decided he needed to properly assess his new recruits, so they were arranged in groups of five to come in and demonstrate their abilities to their new leader.
"All right; if you're going to join the VEC, you're going to have to show off your powers for reasons too complicated for the writer to come up with. Now then, first group, state your name and abilities." Bronze mage said as a small panel looked on with him.
The five men took a step forward each time they spoke.
"Hello, I'm Batman; and as you can see, from the elbow down my left arm is a metal baseball bat, and my right arm is a wooden baseball bat"
"Uh... how do you go to the bathroom... and eat?" Inferno asked.
"I... need help" he said, embarrassed. The next guy came forward.
"Hello, my name is Ironside, I'm a brawler and my body is unbreakable to stabbing and explosives."
"Oh please, that's ridiculous!" Silicia said as she took out one of her swords to go and stab him... the sword broke upon striking him.
"Told you" he said.
"So... your a competent version of The Cushion?" Xex asked. But the next guy had already come forward
"I'm Zero G, and I can jump REALLY high" he said as he demonstrated. He went up... and up... and up
"While we're waiting, I'm number cruncher, and I can solve the most complicated math problems in a second" he said.
"And I am Super Stomach; I can eat anything and suffer no ill effects" as he suddenly ate 25 rusty old nails... and did not get Tetanus.
The Bronze Mage made his assessment of this group...
"Meh... Next!" he shouted as the next group came forward
Meanwhile, as the next group was going in, Bronze Mage talked to the others about the first five.
"Well, I suppose having an accountant could benefit us, with number cruncher." BM observed.
"What about Super stomach, Batman, Zero G and Ironside?" Inferno asked
"I can see potential in Batman, but his lack of hands could be a problem" General Colossomo pointed out.
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Meanwhile, the Man in Bright Turquoise had just dropped off the Men in Steel and Indian Red at the Great Hall, Qrow was there too but he was still passed out from all the drinking he did aboard the ship, and when the trio entered, they were in for a surprise...
"man In Steel; ah, you've returned. Well, there is someone I think you should meet" Man In Blue said. He brought him to introduce to the American Man In Blue.
Back at Diablo Tower, Hohenheim was telling Vivian and Chessmaster about SOM.
"And lastly, there's a Harpy named Monet who commands an army of lizardmen."
"Dang. I can't think of anything we can do to stop them."
"I can't help but worry. What if we aren't the main villians after all?"
"Don't worry. We have too much story potential to kill off just yet."
Man in Steel was getting introduced to the American Man In Blue. "My grandfather told me about your ancestor, and how he helped our family line during the revolution" he explained.
Man in Silver came in with a phone "The American Man In Red is on the line; should I tell him to call back later?" He asked.
......
TGC was in a shed with his rescued engines. "It has been a while my friends; but I'm back."
"What's going on?"
"Sir Topham Hatt needs a report on all of your statuses, so im here to check you all over
......
At Impel Down, it was just beginning to resubmerge when the 6 surviving guards began venturing out through the prison. Everything was a complete mess. Entire wings were empty, with only a small handful of prisoners remaining.
Then, they saw on the ground, the head jailer (their boss) unconscious from her fight with Silent Night. They ran over to check on her
"Mistress Domino! Are you all right?" The senior guard said as another tried to reopen communications on his radio.
Domino groaned. "I'm fine, just tired..." before passing it on the ground.
"Shoot. Now what?"
"Now we rebuilt the prison. Carl, you and Luke go round up any remaining prisoners, and Sally, go find the warden."
"What about you, Walt?" Carl asked
"Well, since I'm the only surviving guard with EMT training, I'll look after Mistress Domino for now; Mitch, help me get her to the quarters" the senior guard explained.
"Yes sir" he said.
"Keep your eyes open guys; heaven knows if any escaped prisoners are still lingering" Walt explained.
Back at SOM HQ, Raios was completely flipping out.
"Impel Down was our most important prison, and all the prisoners are free! All because you-" he whirled towards Magellan, "sat on the crapper in stead of doing your bloody job! For this, I'm demoting you, and only a direct order from Metalicana is preventing me from killing you outright. Hannibal, you re the new Warden, and Domino shall be the Vice Warden."
"Who's the new head jailer, sir?" Asked Shaltear.
"I have given that job to our newest recruit."
A shadowy figure slithered out of the shadows, revealing itself to be a snakeman- a man with snake scales and a tail instead of legs.
"I am Ssssalfrasssslatar," he hissed, baring his fangs. "I am pleassssed to sssssssee ssssso much evil in one place."
"Salfraslatar also brings an army of snakeman with him for the glory of Metalicana. What do you think, Vados?"
From the shadows, Vados grinned. "Metalicana approves."
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At the trial, The judge fumed.
"Mr Bartman! It is not your turn to speak!"
"Sorry your honor"
Walkins was visibly shaken; The prosecutor had a point. He wasn't sure if there was a defense after all.
But Finch was already carefully thinking about the next question.
back at the hearing, Finch was approaching the incident from the point of view that the diesels were not to blame because they were "set off" by an outside force. But it was not enough.
"the point is". Mr Bartman said "what set them off is irrelevant, the fact they even did it is what's important."
"hey! Don't we get a say in this?" Diesel 10 shouted.
"Yeah!" said Diesels 11 and 12.
"Well, we are done with this witness anyway, and it is your turn Mr Wright" the judge said.
"Very well; I call Diesel 10 as a witness"
After all of the formalities, Diesel 10 was asked about the incident.
"Just what happened that day?" Finch asked
Diesel 10 thought back "well it started at the scrapyard where the three of us worked."
"I hate to interrupt," said a member of the jury, "but it's getting late. I move to adjourn."
"I agree. Let's come back on Monday."
The pro-diesel team met to plan.
"It's Thursday, so we've plenty of time to work on our defense. There's got to be some way to prove their innocence."
Meanwhile, Woman In Gold was speaking to American Man In Red.
"You know, you can have the American Colorfolk come in and train with us for a few weeks if you like."
"Sure. There's 17 men and 14 women left, plus the new one you found."
"Great. I'll get a few dorms for you guys. By the way, what happened to your Prism?"
"Alas, it was lost at sea in the Civil War. It may never be found."
Isn't ironic how whenever someone says "it will never be found", it instantly cuts to that thing being found? Off the coast of Georgia, a small dredger named Alix with 34 people on it was searching the ocean floor. Two people were putting on diving suits.
"Awotwi, Corentine, don't stay down too long. We need the prism, but we need you two in good shape even more."
"Will this Prism really give us powers?"
"If what the guy in Louisiana said is true... yes it will."
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They all looked at the Prism... and waited. Just then, a projection of an old man appeared.
"Woah! What is that?" One of the people said.
"I am the Spirit of the American Prism. Who are you?"
"My name is George Alden" one of them said, "We heard of a legendary artifact that is capable of granting great power."
"And you are correct. I see you are educated in my existence."
"Thank you."
"And as you probably already know, I only grant such power to good men of humble origin with a desire to protect their homeland. In my case, i selected 25 men and women in the 1770s to protect America. I sense only 18 men and 14 women are left though. As I can only power 50 people, I must choose carefully who is to take the new mantles. Whoever thinks he is worthy... step forward now and I shall be the judge" the spirit declared.
......
In the Quarters, Walt and Big Mitch had brought Mistress Domino to the Guard's infirmary in the quarters. Fortunately, they found that two more staff had survived.
"Who's there?" A man in a white doctor's coat said, with another person behind him. then he relaxed when he saw who it was.
"Phew. Walt, you made it."
"Dr. Bentley, thank goodness you made it. You too Nurse Smith." Walt said as Big Mitch laid Domino on the bed.
"How many guards made it?" Bentley asked.
"We're two of six" Walt explained. "The prison is pretty much liquidated."
"Any contact with the warden yet?"
"No; we sent one of the guards to find him; the communication grid is not online yet."
"Give me a hand; we can't lose the mistress" Bentley said as he began doing his job
......
Man In Blue was talking to Man In Gold.
"what I don't understand is why Silver didn't tell me he knew about the American Colormen? They have been a closely guarded secret in my line for generations" Daniel said.
"Well he did say he thought you knew" Gold pointed out.
"Still; its surprising really; I thought they were long gone" Daniel replied.
Adebowale, the leader of the as yet unnamed dredger team, needed to choose which 18 to pick. They knew from their travels that all of them were pure of heart, but which were best?
"I may be able to power all of you, but you won't be as powerful." The Prism offered,
"It'll work until we have a different Prism- No offense. Abcde, Wisconsin, you can go first."
"So, what should we call ourselves?"
"How about "Wizards of the dredger?" Offered Mietti.
"NO!!!" shouted everyone.
"Hmm... how about Checkov's Gunenbies?"
"Too meta." Wisconsin decided.
"We can decide on a name later." Adebowale decided.
Meanwhile, BM, Hohenheim, Chessmaster, Darkstorm, Darkhart, Viv, Xex, Priori, General Collossomo, Catherine the Intern, Thunderclap, Sonic Boom, and Hivemind were preparing plans.
"Okay, so we leave Sunday at noon to go to America. The American Colorfolk are going to be training on Sodor, and the Colorfolk here have no idea we even know what America is, so unless a brand new group shows up, no one can stop us from infecting everyone in America with Hivemind under the pretense of COTHO missionary work."
"Is that what we're doing?" Muttered Thunderclap.
"Will Hohenheim be well enough?" Chessmaster asked. "He's still recovering from Impel Down."
"I'm mostly going as moral support, and because Viv is." Hohenheim replied.
"I'm putting Mindreader in charge while we're away. Any questions?"
"Are we still going to Man In Silver's birthday thing on Saturday?"
"Yes. We need the Colorfolk on our side as much as possible."
Meanwhile, Thomas was cross.
"It's not fair! I tried to do Percy a favor to take his train and I end up breaking down." Thomas said.
"To be fair Thomas, your class of engine isn't that strong; you were mainly designed for shunting." His driver explained.
"But I had a rebuild! Which is why I have a slightly different shape" Thomas said.
"Yes, you are strong Thomas; but even you have your limits. Now come along, let's take our train" but Thomas continued to grumble.
...
Sickoia came to the bronze Mage "I don't know what to do anymore; I've tried everything and Duplicator is still not out of his coma" she explained.
Bronze Mage tried to think "perhaps an orb of healing? Vivian!" He called
......
Thomas backed down into Annie and Clarabel, when something occurred to him.
"Hey... Shouldn't I have a special coach that I take to the station?" He said.
But Frank was nearby "that was just a plot device Thomas; it wasn't needed after that so it hasn't come up again" Frank explained.
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Meanwhile, Raios was being informed about the Impel Down situation from a subordinate...
"It seems Warden Magellan failed in stopping the riot Sir and the prisoners have indeed escaped..." said the subordinate...
"What's his status, his guard staff, and the prison itself..." asked Raios
"He is furious Sir, he is so ashamed that he is treating suicide, but after using his forbidden technique he is in no shape, plus other prisoners that didn't escape with the group took the opportunity to beat him up in that state, he is currently in an infirmary ward with other members of his staff... The prison itself is in such a bad state it can't even resubmerge..." replied the subordinate...
"This is bad, send in a new staff to handle the situation, like that Salfraslatar fellow, who's recently joined, make him Chief of Staff or something and have the Snakemen he commands run the the prison while it's repaired and guards replenished... Since Magellan blames himself so much demote him to Vice Warden as punishment, he still is powerful and a dangerous person to be left anywhere outside the prison, and make his current Vice Warden, Hannibal is it, the new Warden in his stead...: responded Raios
"Right Commander, I'll have those orders issued shortly, but I also have more issues to bring up, it seems the Mercenary Honeybadger of AVA and his associates broke into the prison during the riot to steal some important stones and venture to Level 6..." said the subordinate...
"Why was he on Level 6!" shouted Raios
"Well Commander..."
*Flashback*
Honeybadger, his robot bodyguards (Knux, Krux, and Lux), the Mole King, Shilliew, and a bunch of moles walk into the shambles of the Eternal Hell while, currently, the Man in Steel and his group are facing Magellan...
"Prisoners! I no longer work for that bastard Metalicana, and hereby today, forever give up my ties to SOM as their mercenary, I wish for any of you willing souls with hate against either the Colorfolk or that damn Bronze Mage an opportunity to join AVA, praise our Lord the Horned One, and hereby enter 'parole'...." shouted Honeybadger
"I hate those damn goody-two shoes... Sign me up!" shouted a prisoner
"Make that Mage pay, for he's responsible for putting me down here!" shouted another
"It's unfair those other bastards got to escape but not us!" shouted a third
Soon the entire level was in an uproar wanting to join AVA
"Since there are so many willing individuals, pledge your loyalty to me and my Lord, and then we'll go make some hell for the world!" yelled Honeybadger
"Aye! Whatever you wish!" they shouted in return
*End of Flashback*
"He did what!" screamed Raios
"He set loose the entire floor of Level 6, and recruited a majority of them for AVA, and he also has cut his ties to our organization... He escaped via an elevator and just barely missed the warden by the entrance, we have no idea where he and his group currently is..." answered the subordinate...
"By my Lord's power, has SOM ever had this much shame upon it's name?" asked Raios worryingly
"Also Commander, you may not like this but your sister has summoned you for a meeting with the 5 Dragoon Generals..." replied the subordinate...
"She what!?!?" yelled Raios
"Well little brother, after this fiasco, why wouldn't our Lord summon his top officials... the ones with the same, or maybe even greater, authority than you..." answered Vados as she entered the room
"You send one of my subordinates to tell me this even though your here!" shouted Raios
"Only because I love my brother so much!" replied Vados with a fake grin
"Grrrr... Fine take me to the meeting..." said Raios angerily
"Whatever you say brother..." answered Vados as she teleported the two away...
The two then appeared in a room, where five individuals were seated at a table in front of the duo...
"Welcome, Raios... We've been expecting you..." answered the man in the center...
"General Redfox... It's been a while since I've see your ugly mug..." retorted Raios
"Don't treat your superiors with disrespect boy!" yelled Redfox
"Don't treat your co-superior with disrespect either!" shouted Raios in return...
"Gentlemen, ca new please return to the matter at hand..." said Vados
"I agree with Miss Vados, let's continue with the topic at hand..." said a woman at the table
"Thank you Hecate, Raios, I have called you here to discuss 'recent events' that have transpired..." replied Redfox
"But... It was out of my control, our Lord ordered me to send them to impel down..." responded Raios before he was interrupted
"That is not what I'm talking about but your recent actions!" shouted Redfox furiously
"What actions?" asked Raios confused
"The problem is you'll done nothing! You've left SOM be disgraced by opportunities created by your inaction!"yelled Redfox
"I've only followed our Lord's ordered and waited for the perfect opportunity to strike..." responded Raios
"That's the thing, you'll waited far too long, barely making an impact... Our Lord is furious at not just these events that have transpired, but at the state SOM is in currently! He has declared, we are to start the biggest war of the century and for all who oppose him to crumble under his feet! He has mobilized us to join in your efforts, and now, we are taking action! As the other 2nd on command of SOM, we are beginning the invasion of Sodor! Gather your forces, our plans will begin once preparations are complete, as the Head of the 5 Dragoon Generals, this is an order!" screamed Redfox as his fist slammed on the table, smashing it into splinters...
"Yes General Redfox..." replied Raios glumly
"Well it seems business is done here... We will be departing now..." said Vados as the duo departed before the Head of the Dragoon Generals went on a furious rant...
Raios was soon back at SOM's secret base on Sodor when stein walked in...
"Commander, what seems to be the problem?" asked the stone assimilation man
"The 5 Dragoon Generals of SOM are now in charge of the Sodor Invasion..." replied Raios with a worried expression...
"Commander, who exactly are the dragoon Generals?" asked Stein
"They are not talked about due to their dangerous power, but they are the most powerful group within SOM itself... They are on equal, maybe even more powerful than me..." replied Raios
"Who are they?' asked Stein
"The 5 are as follows:
General Redfox: The leader of the 5 Dragoon Generals, he is the most powerful and his peers are for the most part unknown... He is the co-2nd in command of SOM alongside me...
Hecate: A witch with power over fate, she has been compared to have power similar to a god...
Lord Ainz Ooal Gown: The leader of a group called the Tomb of Nazzarick, or TON for short, he is a Lich King who has pledged his services to Metalicana, and many of his underlings are an integral part of SOM...
Tartaros: Nicknamed "Demon Dictator", he subjugated the entire Demon Clan in the Underworld and became its ruler, most demons are under his rule...
Ultear: Full name Ultear Milkovich, she has powers over time itself, and is known as the "Enchantress of Time"...
Those are the members of the 5 Dragoon Generals..."
"That is a scary force, I fear the oncoming storm, even if they're on our side..." replied Stein
"Relax my comrade, for I am on a level similar to their own, but I do not know what to expect when they arrive..." responded Raios
"Alright Commander, I will ready their arrival..." said Stein
"Thank you Stein, far well for now..." replied Raios as the stone assimilation man left the room...
"Beware forces of Sodor both Good and Evil, for even I cannot say if you will be able to have a painless death when the Dragoon Generals enter the fray..." raise said to himself...
In the Impel Down infirmary, since communications were still not fully restored, the 6 guards, Doctor and nurse and Domino were out of the loop and unaware of what had transpired.
"We've stabilized her but she's still not conscious" Dr Bentley said.
"Keep working". Walt said, as he was trying to get his radio to work
......
The American Man In Blue was in awe of the Great Hall
"So much history... You guys are lucky; mine only goes back to 1773" he said.
"We weren't always Sodor's protectors though" man in gold said. "Our dark era lasted well over 350 years; and many lineages are believed to no longer exist" he continued.
......
Thomas continued to grumble. This time, frustrated by something else. "When will this extension be finished? You'd think with the supplies I brought they'd be done now" he said.
"Oh be quiet "Duncan" won't you?" His driver said sarcastically
"I take offense to that, and I'm not even Scottish!" shouted Thomas in response...
"Oi, Thomas, do you want me to get the remote?" questioned his driver...
"No, sorry, let's get this extension done then..." said Thomas as he went off to finish other work...
Meanwhile, with Domino stabilized, the 6 guards had regrouped and were resting.
"What do we do? We can't just abandon the mistress."
"Walt, you're the seniormost surviving guard, which you're in charge until a chain of command is established again; what do we do?"
Walt thought it over.
...
Man in Blue was thinking about the American Colorfolk.
"This truly is history in the making" he said to himself
......
construction on the Ulfstead line had slowed down. Because they were going through a forest that contained a rare species of tree, the line had to be rerouted.
"this island may be dominated by coal-burners, but the environment is still important." A foreman said of the reroute.
......
The pro-diesel team was meeting with Diesel 10,11 and 12
"there's got to be something; think- what happened before the incident?" Walkins asked the diesels
...
mr. Bartman was looking over some notes.
"Just you wait; when we're done with this part, the next witness I'll call will doom the diesels" he said as he left the courthouse.
He walked out, when suddenly-
"Gah! It's Godzilla!!"
Diesel 10 awoke with a start. "What on earth was... oh, it was just a dream."
"Excuse me, Your Excellency, Diesel 10, Oily Overlord, Onslaught I."
"Yes?"
"You asked me to wake you up at 9:00."
"Ah, that's right. Thanks."
Diesel 10 smiled.
He was still king.
"Diesel 10!!" Suddenly, Diesel 10 heard an all to familiar voice as Reginald Walkins came waking in.
"F-Father?! What are you doing here?"
"No, what are YOU doing? What's this I hear about you taking over Sodor and destroying steam engines?" Walkins fumed.
"Wait, I can explain..."
"I don't want to hear more fairy tales out of you! What, is Lady and the Magic Railroad involved again? You are going straight to your shed, and not coming out until I let you!" Walkins said as he disabled Diesel 10's APS.
"Father, please!" Diesel 10 screamed.
"And cut!" A voice said as Diesel 10 looked around... and suddenly realized that this was a movie set and everything was fake... even his claw.
"What, where's my claw?"
"YOu can drop character Milton; the claw is CGI, remember?"
"Milton? NOO!!!" Diesel 10 screamed... and suddenly awoke from his dream.
"What? Wha? Who's there?" He said.
"Brother, what is it?" Diesel 11 asked.
"I had this strange dream that I had destroyed Sodor and taken over as king... but then it turns out it was a movie and my real name was Milton!" Diesel 10 said.
"Who names an engine Milton? It's like naming a truck Elizabeth" Diesel 4 replied.
They shrugged it off and went to sleep.
......
At the Great Hall, the Prism was put in its proper display area. The Colormen were returning a piece of the room that had long been misplaced, but was now ready to be returned.
"Almost... almost... perfect! Right there!" Man In Blue said as some others were moving a covered statue. They removed the tarp, revealing a statue of a knight, striking his sword in an overhead chop.
"Welcome back, Sir Adrian" Man In Gold said as the others looked on.
"Who is Sir Adrian?" Man In Arylide Yellow asked.
"Many years ago, during the first generation of Colormen, Sir Adrian was a knight who wanted the powers of The Prism. But he was not worthy; in anger he struck at the Prism, and was turned to stone. Now, he guards over The Prism; a warning to all those who try to take the powers by force" Man In Blue explained.
"What about Woman in NWR blue? She succeeded" Man in Arylide Yellow pointed out.
"Only because the Prism had not been returned to the Prism at the time; she used a special drill that allowed her to take the powers when The Prism was restored. However, she lacks control over her powers and suffers side effects, even though the morality check does not apply to her" Man In Gold explained.
"Thankfully, the drill was only one time use; it is useless now" Man In Silver said.
"Well, back to Sir Adrian; he now has found a place among the Colormen. He stands guard over it, warning of the terrible consequences of those who try to steal the powers" Man In Blue explained.
Man In Arylide Yellow stood in awe...the statue was hundreds of years old... and yet, showed no signs of wear.
Meanwhile...
Thomas was busy working on the Ulfstead extension when KABOOM!
Thomas woke with a start.
"Gracious sakes!"
"Hello, Thomas..."
"Diesel 10, what the..."
CRUNCH!
"Yipe!" cried Percy as he woke up... only to find himself on a bridge that was collapsing...
"Goodness gracious me!" cried Topham Hatt, as he awoke, "that was some dream! Well, best get up now." And so he got out of bed, had breakfast, and went to work.
"I wonder what Glynn and I will be doing today..."
Just then, the writer realized that he had already done this
"Wait, why am I going back to square one? I already did this!" He said as he returned to the proper continuity.
The Numbered diesels were sleeping in the railyard, hoping the hearing would go their way.
......
Thomas was talking to Percy.
"So anyway, I had this dream where Sir Topham Hatt was a driver, and Diesel 10 destroyed me" he was saying to his friend.
"That's strange; I had this dream where I was on a collapsing bridge; I awoke as I hit the water" Percy replied.
"Do you think they are related?" Thomas asked
"They're related."
"Who the- who are you?"
"I'm Diesel XXX."
When reports of a "Diesel XXX" came in, Walkins was confused
"What? I never built a Diesel... 30?" He said, not sure if the XXX was roman numerals or 3 Xs.
The numbered diesels realized that something had to be done... and they were the only ones who could do it.
Convincing those guarding them that they were the only ones who could stop Diesel XXX, their APS systems were activated, and Diesel 10, 11 and 12 set off.
"Should we go?" Diesel 6 asked.
"No, I don't think there is much we can do" Diesel 4 pointed out, as One and two voiced their agreement.
"And I'm not on proper gauge lines" 16 said, followed by 8 and 9.
"Wait for me! I'll go!" Diesel 13 said, but his engine started smoking. "uh... nevermind." he said sadly.
"" Guess its up to 10, 11 and 12" Diesel 0 said.
Meanwhile, Diesel XXX was holding Thomas and Percy hostage.
"You'll never get away!" Diesel XXX said. Though he had failed to realize that they were at an open-ended station, not a siding.
"Run for it!" Thomas' driver said as the crews put their engines to maximum speed. Diesel XXX growled. "You can run, but you can't hide! I do dramatic chase scenes all the time!" Diesel XXX shouted as a chase began to take place.
Diesel 10, 11 and 12 crossed the bridge and were back on Sodor.
Diesel XXX raced so fast that he was able to knock the tank engines off the rails.
"Darn," said Thomas.
'Now you're mine, Thomas! Say goodbye!" Diesel XXX said as he... huh, I don't think we established if he has a claw.
"Leave those tank engines alone!" A voice shouted. Suddenly, Diesel 10, 11 and 12 raced onto the scene.
"What the? Who are you?" Diesel XXX said to them.
......
"Brother, I have an idea" Diesel 6 whispered to diesel 4.
"That might work" and the two set off after their brothers.
Diesel XXX's three claws swung at the diesels. "You can't stop me!"
"Give it up! You're outclawed!" Diesel 11 said as their four claws began dueling with his three claws.
But Diesel XXX was not only bigger, but he had bigger claws, and began to push them back.
"Ha!" he said.
But then, SURPRISE!, he was ambushed another way.
Diesel 6 sprayed foam onto his face, blinding Diesel XXX, and Diesel 4 swung his claw, catching it onto a piece of steel. He pulled back, exposing the all too important part.
"His APS is exposed! Get it!" Diesel 4 yelled
But... Diesel XXX HAD NO APS!
The diesels were shocked.
It was a twist so big that... that... the writer did not know where to go with it, so he went to another plot for now.
......
Walkins, Bauer and D'Levin were talking in their hotel room.
"Do you ever wonder if other numbered Diesels were built" Bauer asked.
"Nonsense; I hold the patents on the A.P.S.; if anyone did, I would have found out and sued for patent infringement" Walkins replied. While not a hateful man, the A.P.S. was his crowning achievement, and having it stolen would have been a huge disgrace and insult to his work
Meanwhile...
"Ha, you imbeciles!" cried Diesel XXX, as he raced away, with Percy and Thomas in tow.
Except they were derailed, so what Diesel XXX thought were Thomas and Percy, were actually just their funnels.
"Darn you continuity!" He screamed in frustration as he sped off.
"Thomas, Percy? Are you ok?" Diesel 4 said as he came over to them. Their funnels had been broken off by D XXX's claws.
"Ugh, he tried to pick us up but only succeeded in breaking off our funnels" Thomas said.
"What I want to know is who was the jerk who built him" Percy said.
......
"It's incredible, isn't it? All these years and Sir Adrian has not worn down" Arylide Yellow said to Man In Blue
Meanwhile, Tug and Frank were sleeping when the military gave them a call...
"Yeah what do you want?" asked Tug with a yawn to the phone he had just picked up...
"We have reports there is a rogue Numbered Diesel on the line, we have received intel that it is a plot to sullen their name even more... We want you to take that new weapon you'll built for us, and use your Sea Train t chase after them... Also for an extra payment if you find out who created the diesel, we'll pay you double... Weren't you two a detective agency at one point?' asked the General at the other end of the line
"Yeah we were... We'll get right on it..." replied Tug
"Good luck gentlemen..." answered the General as he hung up...
"Frank wake up, we got a job from the military! I'll get Paulie, you get 'Project Sherman' connect it to him!" shouted Tug...
Meanwhile...
Tug slipped on a banana peel, and down he went.
But the case did need investigating, so after Walkins and Diesel 11 heard of Diesel XXX, they turned to a trusted detective - Adolf Gunnarson.
"Hey, don't I get a say i this!" Frank said, he didn't even get a line of dialogue.
"So we gotta take the sea train?"
"Yes, now go get Project Sherman!" Tug said as Frank woke up.
"Fine... but you're paying for breakfast" Frank grumbled... he wasn't being mean or anything; he just did not like being woken up suddenly and forced to do stuff without a chance to have breakfast.
Meanwhile, D-XXX was traveling down the line when suddenly, two missiles flew at him!
"NO NO NOOO!!!" He said as he was blown to bits. "Perfect hit; target destroyed" Diesel 18 said with a grin as his missile platform went into standby mode.
...
"And that's my plan; brilliant, isn't it?" D-11 said to Walkins and Bauer. They were waiting for Gunnarson to show up, so D-11 was killing time.
"I... guess?"
"What do you mean you guess? All we have to do is get Diesel 18 from the trainyard he's at and BOOM, problem solved" D-11 said to Walkins
"Yes, but could we get him on such short notice?" Bauer pointed out
"And anyway, blowing him up wouldn't solve things. This is an engine, and I'd rather not destroy him."
"You've got a point..."
"Aren't they still classified as well?' asked Bauer
D-11 replied, "Well..."
But back to the chase, the Diesels weren't giving up on this 'imposter'
"Don't let him get away!" shouted Diesel 10
"You got it brother!" replied Diesel 11 as he and the other two kept going on after the mysterious Diesel XXX...
"You'll never be able to stop me!" shouted Diesel XXX as his speed increased to a point the the Numbered Trio couldn't follow steadily anymore...
"Argh... He's getting away!" yelled Diesel 12
"How can we stop him?" asked Diesel 11
"I don't know!" replied Diesel 10 in a shout...
Just then, the trio heard the sound of a unfamiliar whistle and a person shout, "Ok Frank, Fire!"
They then saw a shot come from behind them, and hit the back of Diesel XXX, crippling his axle, causing him to come to a halt...
"No!!!!" Diesel XXX shouted in defeat...
"We got him!" shouted the stranger's voice as it was revealed to be a man driving a strange looking Steam Train pulling what looked like to be a tank riding on the rails...
"Oh you must be the Numbered Diesels that D-11 owns, me and Frank hear about you guys from him, name's Tug... I guess this is the first time we're meeting in person..." said the man driving the strange steam engine whose name was Tug...
"Oh, then hello... But what are you operating?" asked Diesel 12
"Well I'm driving my Sea Train, his name is Paulie, say hello..."
The Sea Train responded, "What's it to ya..."
"Be more formal!" shouted Tug as the Diesels sweatdropped, and then asked the million dollar, or should I say pound, question...
"What is he pulling?"
"Well my friends... That is 'Project Sherman', the first part of Project Rail Warfare II that Frank and I have been asked to develop, his name is Sherman..." replied Tug
"Greetings Diesels, it's a pleasure meeting other locomotives, this is my first time 'riding the rails' if you know what I mean..." replied Sherman
"What exactly is Sherman?" asked Diesel 10
Tug responded, "He's a custom built tank with instead of caterpillar wheels, has been outfitted to ride rail lines, his armor is slightly decreased so his weight doesn't destroy the tracks he rides upon, but he essentially works like a normal tank... He can drive on his own, but is incredibly slow, so an engine is being designed that will specially pull him in certain situations... So he's essentially a modern day rail gun... but deadlier..."
"Oh wow... So he's like our brothers, Diesel 18 and 19, does this mean they'll be put back in to service?" asked Diesel 11
"Well I don't know the details, but from the information I can gather that has been declassified they're thinking of using them as sort of instructors to the new tech of Project Rail Warfare II, so essentially put them back into service... Only if the Numbered Diesel win their case..." answered Tug
Before anyone could ask any more questions, an excited Frank popped out of the top hatch on Sherman and yelled, "Hey Tug, did you see that! I blew his back axle, right off!"
"I know it was totally awesome!" shouted Tug in response, the duo were reacting to the explosion the only way society taught them how, like giddy school boys who had just seen fireworks blow up the garden shed...
Anyway, the group soon got to the wreck of Diesel XXX, and were now investigating his cab...
"You've caused a lot of trouble..." said Frank to Diesel XXX
"I ain't talking... I'm not a rat!" shouted Diesel XXX
"Doesn't matter, you'll now be under military arrest once they come pick you up... Now let's see who built you, shall we?" said Tug as he entered the cab...
"Don't go in there, or else 'he' will scrap me!" shouted Diesel XXX in detest
"Ignore him, carry on..." said Frank
Tug was now looking at the parts of the console that hadn't been wrecked when the Diesels went to grab at his cab...
"How can he drive on his own... This isn't the Miller Era..." Tug said to himself as Frank overheard...
"Come on man, no fourth wall breaking, or else we won't get anything done..." replied Frank
"Right, sorry..." responded Tug as he found a strange inscription on the console...
"ISE... Oh no... Frank we have to go..." said Tug
"Wait, why?" asked Frank in confusion...
Tug replied, "I know who we're dealing with and their dangerous... I have a lead now, so let's go... You diesels stay here and watch this metal monster until the General shows up, got it?"
"Roger" responded the Numbered Diesels as Frank and Tug went away on Paulie with Sherman the Rail-tank in tow...
"What does ISE stand for Tug?" asked Frank worried
"ISE stands for the 'Ice Emperor Syndicate', the group me and the Man in Steel used to belong to, they found us and now their coming after you guys as well..." answered Tug
"So does this mean..." said Frank before he was cut off by Tug...
"Yes Frank, it means your about to enter a major plot alongside me..."
"Oh great, now you owe me lunch for this as well..."
Diesel XXX's hydrolics were disabled, thus rendering his claws immobile.
"Ok, we're good. Now we can go Tug!" Frank called out as they departed.
Word spread quickly about the Numbered Diesels and how they saved Thomas and Percy.
"maybe they're not so bad after all" a good deal of them were saying; but others were not so sure.
Meanwhile, Frank and Tug were on their way.
"So what exactly is the plan?" Frank asked, as he was still not 100% sure what was going on.
"First we should drop off these two, and then we have to go talk to a guy I know, if the Syndicate has moved in, he'll know..." answered Tug as the duo went to drop off the Sea Train and Project Rail-tank...
Meanwhile, in a building in the Big Apple, a gangster was reporting to his boss...
"Arctic Fox sir, it seems that diesel we had built has been captured..." said the gangster
"Damn, and it was a pretty penny finding someone who could build tech close enough that it would be confused for the old engineer's..." replied the boss called Arctic Fox...
"What's are next move boss?" asked the gangster
"Keep moving operations onto that island, we'll be moving into UK once we complete the takeover of its petite underworld..." answered Arctic Fox
"Also your meeting with the group called VEC has been scheduled..." said the gangster
"Good, I'll need their help if I want to get revenge on those two, especially 'him'... Damn those Wolf Brothers!" shouted Artic Fox as he banged his fist on a desk...
......
Man In Arylide Yellow stared at the statue in contemplation.
"So... is he dead, or..." he paused, not sure of the word he was looking for.
"We're not entirely sure. We just know that he is solid stone now, and when we tried to detect if his soul was present, it wasn't there" Man In Silver explained.
Since it had been so long since it was last done, Man In Silver was performing a spell to see if the soul of Sir Adrian still resided within his stone body.
Scanning over him, he came to the same conclusion as previously.
"There is no sign of his soul sir. But if the ancient reports are anything to go by, Sir Adrian is not dead in the sense that his soul has moved on to the afterlife, but rather, its almost as if... the soul has disappeared from this plane of existence. And as you and I both know, a soul cannot be destroyed; only turned into another soul" he explained to Man In Blue.
"Well, I guess the important thing we know is, that he won't be going anywhere for a long time. But what still puzzles me is how after all these centuries, there are no cracks, wear, or other signs of aging on him" Man In Blue said.
"You've got me" Man In Silver said. They decided to move on at that point.
......
At last, the detective met with Walkins, Bauer and D-11. "You wanted to see me?" he asked.
......
Thomas and Percy arrived at the works; it was good to finally get the repairs they needed after the ordeal.
Meanwhile, the newly formed KNUCKLEHEADS were still in the the collapsed castle...
"So old chap, it seems we'll be needing more members then ourselves, any ideas?" asked Charles
"Thou knowst this to beith true, but ye should knowth that I haveth many other of thy noble comrades with skills ranging inith fencing and ye combat... But I knowith once place to beginith..." replied Arkwright as the trio soon went to where he was talking about...
Once they arrives, Maguire angrily shouted, "Why the hell are we at a Renaissance Fair!!!!"
Back to compelling plots, the Tug and Frank duo were heading to his informat when Frank decided to ask some questions about the former's past...
"So Tug, what did you do before coming to Sodor?" asked Frank
"Well Frank, it ain't for the faint of heart, but I'll tell you anyway..." replied Tug
"Hey!" shouted Frank
"Sorry, but in all seriousness, the Man in Steel and I used to belong to a mafia group called the Ice Emperor Syndicate, and I don't know why, but they all referred to themselves by code names, including us... We were the 'Frost Wolf Brothers', and we used to do a lot of stuff I'm not to proud of..." replied Tug
"So what made them hate the two of you?" asked Frank concerned
"Well... Your sort of a member for life, and they don't look kindly on people leaving alive... I guess they finally found the two of us... That's why I snuck on a ship to get to Sodor, if I had used normal means, or else they would have found me right away..." replied Tug
"Well, are they really that dangerous, I mean they're not like the people we seem to run into all the time..." said Frank
Tug replied, "They may not be like all the people we know that use magic, but trust me, they have the connections to find people with it that they'll pay to come after not just me and Steel, but everyone close to us... The Colorfolk, you, D-11 and his company, TGC and his engines, the NWR, anyone we've ever interacted with, name it and they probably are working on a plan to either take it over or destroy it... These are the types of peopel who will follow you to hell and back just to settle a score..."
"That's... dangerous..." responded Frank
"Yep..." answered Tug
Suddenly, part of the air in the room Frank and Tug were in started to warp and bend, soon, someone fizzled into existence in front of them.
"Hello? Where am I?" The man said.
The man got up, and looked identical to TGC.
"TGC, what are you doing here?" Frank asked.
"Who are you? Are you that new member on Vitcon? Sure hope not, you seem like you actually have some sort of life, which is strictly banned from Vitcon. The closest thing you can talk about your life on Vitcon is if you kill Wasps, and if so you have to start a social board to do so." Other TGC said.
"This isn't that Vitcon Place, this is... Umm... How are we supposed to explain us, he would probably summon some evil blobfish to attack us if we said that we were essentially overlords and that every week or so we meet in a secret room to talk about the fate of this entire universe and cause people to try to invade islands to make this story which is actually another reality where people have real opinions." Tug said.
"Let's just ask how he came here. Umm, TGC, how did you come here?" Frank asked.
"I was just talking to Diesel 11 and then I was sucked into some strange door that said 4 random letters and numbers, then I ended up in a space of blackness where this guy named Don said I was needed here." Other TGC said. "By the way, since you are calling me other TGC there must be some other member named TGC, so call me Mirror."
"Ok. We need to get to the rest of the writers right now." Tug said.
Later, all the writers and Mirror were in the writer room.
"Wellsworth and Doc won't wake up." Toz said.
"Yeah they haven't been posting much." Frank said. "So, Mirror, we are the writers. We control this universe, but we just are really bored so instead of giving ourselves tanks and controlling the whole universe we decided to make an interesting story on the island of Sodor from Thomas The Tank Engine."
"Sounds cool. So, why am I here?" Mirror said.
"Well, something big must be happening. The Don you met was erased form existence. If he has returned then many old enemies must also have. I've erased many horrid beings from existence to save the universe, and if they are all returning then we will need more than just control of the universe, we will need control of our past selves. In fact... Someone has a lot of control over not just the universe, but me, however, I see why Don sent you, Mirror. We are the same person but from alternate realities, nobody can control two realities at once. We all need to prepare for our greatest battle, bigger than anything that has ever struck the realm of 3WSR. Frank, Tug, you work on the weaponized rail program or whatever it's called, the thing with the military engines and diesels 18 and 19, D-11, you try your hardest to win that case, Toz, inform Mirror of the stuffity stuff stuffs of 3WSR, and I will try and figure out how everything I've banished from this realm has returned." TGC said.
Everyone left the room, TGC sat down to contemplate things and heard a voice in his head. He remembered the voice as the one of his old friend Duncan, and he remembered every part of his life he heard Duncan say. He started to hear more voices. His brother Lucas who he hadn't seen in a year. His friend Emily who he hadn't seen for two years, many people he remembered...
Toz took Mirror aside and started explaining the intricacies of 3WSR.
"Basically, it's set on the Island of Sodor from Thomas and Friends, but there's also a secret society of wizard people called the Colorfolk."
"What?"
"Yeah, they all wear different colored suits and there's a man and a woman for every color. They fight the Vile Evil Confederacy, a cult of wizards trying to summon the Great Horned Beast, and the Servants of Metalicana, who have a massive army and are stringer than the Colorfolk and VEC combined, and mentioning any of them but Raios, Stein, Keyes, Monet, Yao, and Shaltear is a major spoiler."
"Um, what?"
"So, it all started when Thomas got a strange package that turned out to be a Bachmann Edward that could talk. The Colormen (there were no women back then) wanted it because it 2 as a powerful weapon and secretly had a Prism piece-"
"Prism piece?"
"The Prism is what gives the Colorfolk their power. Anyway, the Man in Black-"
"But if it's broken, how do they have powers?"
"They still do, just not as strong. So Man In Black-"
"This is boring and confusing. Can you just make a video presentation or something like that?"
Toz almost strangled Mirror with vis mystical Toze powers, but then realized it was actually a good idea.
"Sure, why not? I just need a few months and a substantial budget."
"In the mean time I have a seven minute song and dance number" Toz said
"Even better!" Mirror said.
Suddenly, Toz started singing and dancing
"It all started back in 2014,
With some writers who were very keen..."
......
In the writers room, Toz gave Frank a cold stare for coming up with some so stupidly random... Even by 3wsr standards
"I don't dance," Toz pouted, "nor do I want to."
Suddenly Tug woke up.
"Damn, that was a crazy dream I had... Frank and I were partners?"
And he went back to sleep.
Meanwhile, Diesel XXX had gotten away....with nothing, as his broken axle prevented him from going anywhere.
......
In the writers room an argument was breaking out.
"Hey, you can't just dismiss mine and Tug's latest development as a dream; it finally gives me a role in the story!" Frank said.
"But I have a plan, and it involves Gunnarson" D-11 explained.
"But tug really thought those paragraphs through; you can't just dismiss his hard work as a dream. Besides, there is no reason we can't have both plots exist, albeit independently of each other" Frank said.
"That is a fair point, but I still want Gunnarson to investigate it" D-11 said.
"And he will; and there will be no interference from what tug and I are doing". Frank said.
"But the whole partners thing"
"That was long established; and this project rail warfare II actually sounds great, so I don't want to dump it" Frank said
"All right! All right!" said Diesel 11.
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"Thanks guys," said the military, "but we don't need you anymore. Bye."
"Well!" said Tug. "Well!"
"Wait a minute, you're the general?"
"Yes."
"Then why are you wearing Commander stripes?"
"Uh..."
"Imposter! Get him!" Frank screamed
Suddenly tug was tackled by the military police
"No no no you idiots! The general is the imposter!" Frank said.
"Oh; sorry" and they went to tackle him.
Tug and Frank then proceeded with what they were doing
......
"So, you need my services?" Gunnarson asked D-11?
Meanwhile, it was Friday evening, and the Presuisoltians had just finished up another long day of work.
"What a day; this was a very tough project"
"Yes indeed, I feel sore in my Flickpatz"
"And my grenhox feels like it's going to fall off"
"Hhdhiyshcdshoueedwehkiutfsafhiyr"
"Oh for heaven's sake, with all the time that's passed you still can't heap English?"
"But man oh man that project"
"It's a massive undertaking but we'll do it"
"Uh, what are we working in again? Hard to tell with the intentional vagueness"
"You know, not sure. Does anyone know if the maglev line is done?"
Anyways...
"Yes," said Diesel 11, "I do need your help, Mr. Gunnarson. I want to know who built Diesel XXX."
"And when you find out who, give me their number so I can sue them for patent infringement " Walkins said sternly.
"But Walkins," said Diesel 11, "I was talking to the Numbered Diesels, and they said that he didn't have any APS! Also, why haven't I been sued yet?"
"My lawyer said that you developed your own APS based on your own design, so it wasn't so much infringement as it was advancement" Walkins explained.
"Besides, that makes no sense. As the perfector of the APS, I'm telling you it's impossible for a diesel to move on his own without an APS; my guess is we haven't found it yet" Walkins continued.
"But the fact remains that he doesn't have it," said Diesel 11.
Meanwhile, Gunnarson was on the case.
He was searching for clues, and came across... A red herring!
He picked up the fish... Which turned out to be a vital clue
......
"Man, I hope the others get the joke". Frank said nervously
Diesel 11 replied with an 'I'll give you herrings!'.
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Meanwhile, Henry was told to take the Flying Kipper.
It was 5:00 when the train departed, and he made good time.
"You know Henry, you owe a lot to this train" his driver observed. "If it wasn't for this train, you never would have had your rebuild"
"You're right driver" Henry replied. "Fish may smell, but they are vital to Sodor's economy" Henry added.
"Say driver, did I ever tell you about the strangest dream I had?"
"No, I don't think so"
"Well, I dreamed that they got rid of he kipper, and for the longest time somebody thought it was a good idea to transport fish out of crates, out of ice and in open freight cars. Rather than the refrigerated box cars."
"What imbecile would think of that?"
"Don't know, but I sure am glad our hardworking yard crew is smarter than that" Hebry said happily as they made their way to their destination
Meanwhile Frank and Tug were nearing the person Tug was taking the duo to...
"Alright Frank, if your wondering, i didn't fully cut ties with the underworld just in case something like this ever happened so be prepared..." said Tug
"Whatever you say..." replied Frank
The duo soon approached a man in a trench coat , with his face hidden in the dark, for the duo's safety....
"Ah, Omega Frost Wolf, it's been awhile..." said the man
"Yeah Black Cat, your a sweeper, what the hell is going on?" asked Tug
"Well it seems the ISE is expanding into Europe like they've been planning for a while, but it seems they're starting on this island to get back at the two of you..." answered Black Cat
"Well why did they go after D'Levin first, don't they know it will only bring them into the limelight?" asked Tug
"They were taking the risk, wanted to drop his stock even more than in already has, his company hasn't really been doing well on Wall Street with a case like this on the table, they were setting him up to try and buy him out in the future... He, ironically, is the biggest business on this island..." replied Black Cat
"Well how did they build the Diesel then?" asked Tug
"Don't know, they hired an outside engineer to do it, he was under contract or something..." responded Black Cat
"Well what are their next moves?" asked Tug
"I heard they're trying to team up with an organization called VEC, but eventually their biggest targets are taking out the two of you, then taking over all of this island's industries..." answered Black Cat
"Anything else?" asked Tug
"That's all I know, if I knew any more, coming out here would end in my death if I go back..." responded Black Cat
"Well thanks for everything anyway..." replied Tug
"Well, I couldn't do this favor to one of the men who saved my life once... Anyways, tell Alpha I said hello..." responded Black Cat as he disappeared into the darkness he had been standing in...
"Well, I didn't expect that..." said Frank
"the underworld works a whole lot different in the movies... Way more dangerous..." answered Tug, "Come on, there's some gear I want to pick up, we'll need it if I know what's coming..." said Tug as the duo headed back to their Engineering Company's warehouse...
Meanwhile, in the Big Apple, a meeting was happening between Arctic Fox and the just arrived VEC members...
"I see you fine folks got into this city well, it can be very... 'Unique' to first timers..." said the mafia boss
"Well, some of us have been here before, way back in the day, it has changed a lot since then..." said the Bronze Mage
"Well, cities are always changing, evolving even, now let's get down to business, shall we?" said Arctic Fox
"Yes. for are services in 'eliminating' your targets, you will help us spread the message of the Horned One..." replied the Bronze Mage
"Correct now let's shake on it..." said Arctic Fox as he stretched out his hand for the motion, before the Blood Alchemist piped up...
"Who exactly are we supposed to 'end', it would be bad if it was one of our members..."
"We've down are research and it is no one of value to you, a man by the name of Hikos and his associate..." answered Arctic Fox
"Im sorry, we can fulfill this deal anymore..." replied the Bronze Mage
"What?" asked Arctic Fox with silent rage building up...
"He is in an organization we are currently allied with for the time being, and killing him would cut ties we certainly don't want to do yet... So we will be leaving, but thank you for your offer..." said the bronze Mage as he and his group got up to leave...
"Yes, I thank you for coming..." said Arctic Fox as his hand crushed a drawer handle in his grip....
The VEC members soon left, and Arctic Fox soon made a call on his desk phone...
"Snow Owl, I don't want a single member of that entourage to leave this city alive! Showing me such disrespect, in my headquarters, the nerve! Call the Oddjobs, with powers like they have like damn Hikos, we'll need those psychopaths! Don't have them report back to me until all of their heads are on my desk on a silver platter, got it!" screamed Arctic Fox
"Yes sir!"replied Snow Owl as he hung up the phone...
Meanwhile, Hessenhessen, Hossenhossen, Hyssenhyssen and Hyyssenhyyssen stood over the dead bodies of Hoossenhoosen, Hassenhassen, Heessenheessen, and Hussenhussen. Haassenhaassen lay slumped against a wall in the corner.
"Why have you gone against our mission to slay the demon engines?" Hessenhessen demanded.
"Hissenhissen had proven what I long suspected; Smite Evil doesn't work on them. They are not demons." Haassenhaassen grinned. "I die knowing that I am a fictional gag character and I fight for the side of good."
"LIES!" Hessenhessen beheaded him. "We must find Hissenhissen and his fellow dissenters, Hiissenhiissen and Huussenhuussen, before they destroy all we have worked for. Now that we are free from Impel Down, we can once again interrupt the narrative with our pointless sideplot. The demon engines shall be killed!"
Back to the KNUCKLEHEADS, after Arkwright had gotten his head pounded in by Maguire, they decided a new course of action for recruiting members...
"Alright, any other places we can recruit members?" asked Maguire calming down...
"I knowith thy place, followith mine horse thy comrades!" yelled Arkwright with his swollen face...
"Alright, but it better not be any worse htan this stupid Renaissance Fair..." said Maguire as the trio, plus Pierre the horse, departed...
The group arrived, and Maguire screamed, "WHY THE HELL ARE WE AT A LARPING EVENT!!!!"
Then a nerd ran up to the group, shouted, "Fireball!" and threw a piece of red cloth at them....
"Great, just Great..." said Maguire in between pounding Arkwright into a swollen mess...
Meanwhile...
Meanwhile, a certain fan favorite character was being talked to by a certain really obscure character.
"Alright, Percy Silver, your job is to go out into Elsbridge and do five good deeds. That way, I can see if you really are turning good." The ghost thing said.
"What's a good deed?"
"Um... try helping that grumpy old lady get her cat down from that tree."
"Oh, that's easy! I can use my favorite spell!"
"Nonono..."
But it was too late. Percy Silver shot lightning at the tree, which collapsed, crushing the house, the car, and Elsebridge station.
Percy grabbed the cat and gave it to its owner "I rescued your cat, ma'am."
"My house! My car! My priceless collection of irreplaceable texts, including the Tale of Tail and the only known translation of the unknown language!"
The ghost moaned.
"Maybe you should try something else... like giving up." Quipped Hornby James. "Or maybe some magic-blocking earrings."
"I'll give him a magic-blocking bullet to the forehead." Muttered the ghost.
Mirror: Who are they?
Toz: Your real parents. Who did you think they were?
"No! Not the Tale of Tail! And we needed that unknown language translator!" Man In Blue said.
"Relax; when the time is right we'll get the Unknown Language translated" Man In Gold said
"Hey! Get back to your part of the story!" The writer said.
"Sorry!" and they went back
......
At VEC headquarters, since apparently this plot was not going anywhere, the writer decided to wrap it up.
One of the members came running to Sickoia
"It's a miracle! The Duplicator, he has emerged from his coma!" He said to the VEC's medic.
......
At Impel Down, since this plot wasn't going anywhere either, the writer also wrapped this one up.
In the Guard's Infirmary, Domino had regained consciousness, and was talking to the senior security guard.
"Well, how bad is it?" she asked.
"We're still counting the beasts, but in terms of guards, it's pretty dire. Including myself only six made it. Though technically speaking, several dozen others are still alive, but Brain Drain got to them, so..."
"Yea, I get it" Domino said.
"Should I order the others to "put them out of their misery" since they basically are mindless now?" Walt asked.
"Hey Walt! We finally restablished communications!" Big Mitch said as he came in with a couple of the others.
"Excellent; I guess give Domino the communicator" Walt suggested.
...
"All right, that is two plots closed" The writer said. "Now where to go next?" As he looked over his list.
Diesel XXX had miraculously started up again, and escaped the Long Arm of the Tug. He raced away to his secret lair (the Secret Lair of Diesel XXX, or SLODXXX for short)... but not before going back to Thomas and Percy and coupling up to them, and dragging them along, too.
When they reached the SLODXXX, T&P looked around in awe.
"Yes... That's what I'll do" diesel xxx said to himself as he thought out his plan to capture the tank engines.
Except he had no idea where they were... And he had bigger problems to worry about.
"Gotta call the boss and have him send someone to fix my hydrolics" he said to himself; his claws were useless until then.
...
"Hey wait a second, his axle is broken, how did he even drive?" The said, realizing he wrote himself into a plot hole
So he cut to the tank engines.
...
"And that was when he tried to take us hostage" Thomas said to Victor.
"Oh dear; this new engine doesn't sound very friendly" Victor said.
"But I can't help but feel like we'll see him again in the future" Percy said.
Uh... no Frank, he miraculously was all better, and recaptured them. So:
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"Wow," said Percy, "this is..."
"Shut up!" said Thomas. "This idiot is-"
"I'M A WHAT?!" *Hits Thomas*
"OWWW!!"
"You can't just have him miraculously repaired; that's a deux ex machina!" Frank fumed.
"Fine! He was repaired by his associates who built him, happy?" The writer said.
"Better, but you've gotta be kidding me, Thomas and Percy are currently involved with another important plot- the Ulfstead line!" Frank Shot back
"Hey, I created this world! I can do what I want!" The writer said.
"Who created whom?" Frank said.
#mindblown
"Why are you so against this Frank?" The writer said
"Because we need Thomas and Percy for the other plot!" Frank pointed out.
"Relax, this won't last long." The writer said.
"Yea, because I'm cutting to another plot for now" Frank said.
"Hey, you can't just ignore a plot because of a plot hole!" The writer said, but Frank had already left the room.
......
But due to Thomas' plot armor, he didn't really damage Thomas.
"I have bigger plans for the two of you" Diesel XXX said.
"Hey, weren't we just in the steamworks?" Percy asked.
...
Frank was talking to tug.
"Sorry about that, I had to have a chat with the writer; apparently we didn't see eye to eye on the issue" Frank said.
"That's fine, I wasn't doing much anyway" Tug said.
"Anyway, where were we on our mission?" Frank asked
"No," said
Biblically Accurate Angel, "now shut up."
ENTER THE WRITER'S ROOM
"As for you, Frank...why have you never remembered my birthday?" D-11 asked.
"...because you never told us when it is" Frank said. "I mean, I was going to get you tickets to a Big four Heavy metal concert, but without knowing the date..."
"eh hem" said Toz and Tug.
"Oh right, sorry." Frank said, who just came up with a twist so crazy it would blow EVERYONE'S minds.
......
Thomas and Percy were imprisoned by Diesel XXX.
"And now I have plans for to two of you that are so massive, that your tiny minds couldn't possibly comprehend them" XXX said.
"Oh no! You can't destroy us, please! We're just harmless tank engines, so you see!" Thomas said.
"Cry all you want, it won't... wait, what did you just say?" XXX asked.
"Please don't hurt us, we're no threat. We'll get away, you can bet." Thomas said.
"Wait, why are you...?" XXX said.
"Hey look Thomas, a flatbed! you take the front, I take the back?" Percy said.
"Sure Percy, one engine is very great, but with two, it takes the cake!" Thomas said.
"Huh? Diesel XXX said.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot you were here Diesel XXX" Percy said.
"Wait a minute... Percy's poor memory, two engines on one flatbed, Seuss rhyming..." Diesel XXX said, then it hit him.
"GAAAAHHHHH" he screamed in frustration "This isn't Thomas and Percy! This is the SHARON MILLER Thomas and Percy!" He screamed in frustration.
(At Ulfstead)
"So anyway, during seasons 8-16, we refused to do those stupid scripts Sharon Miller and her team came up with, so they built these creepy look alikes of us that were significantly dumber and easier to boss around" Thomas explained to the rail workers
"I couldn't believe how dumb they made me; I mean, I didn't know a single big word" Percy said.
"Whatever happened to those duplicates?" A worker said.
"Don't know, don't care" they said together.
......
"Are you kidding me, That's your mind-blowing twist!?" D-11 said to Frank, and Frank nodded.
"Hello me, meet the real me," said Toz76 to himself.
"And my misfit's way of life
A dark black past is my
Most valued possession
Hindsight is always 20-20
But looking back it's still a bit fuzzy
Speak of mutually assured destruction?
Nice story, tell it to Reader's Digest!
Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me and
My air is getting thin
I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet
I'm chomping at the bit and my
Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets
Hello me, it's me again
You can subdue but never tame me
It gives me a migraine headache
Sinking down to your level
Yea, just keep on thinking it's my fault
And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance
Mankind has got to know
His limitations
Feeling claustrophobic
Like the walls are closing in
Blood stains on my hands and
I don't know where I've been
I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet
I'm sharpening the axe and my
Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets
Well, me, it's nice talking to myself
A credit to dementia
Some day you too will know my pain
And smile its blacktooth grin
If the war inside my head
Won't take a day off I'll be dead
My icy fingers claw your back
Here I come again
Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me
And my air is getting thin
Feeling claustrophobic
Like the walls are closing in
Blood stains on my hands
And I don't know where I've been
Once you committed me
Now you've acquitted me
Claiming validity
For your stupidity
I'm chomping at the bit
I'm sharpening the axe
Here I come again, whoa
Sweating bullets."
The other writers took a couple steps back, then made a run for it.
It was now Saturday night. Man In Gold and Woman In Silver arrived at the Tidmouth Center. Man In Silver had rented the entire location for his 45th birthday celebration.
As Man In Gold walked in, he ran into Killerman. "Oops, excuse me..."
"Killerman!? What's she doing here? And what's with the incongruous name?"
"Um... Man In Silver invited VEC as a gesture of friendship. Didn't he tell you?" Woman In Silver asked puzzled.
"He probably "thought I knew"." Man In Gold grumbled. Looking around the room, he saw Man In Asparagus talking to Blackmagei at the bar, Man In Antique White and General Collossomo swapping war stories, and Murd Megastone making out with Woman In Grey in the middle of the room.
"Where's Man In Silver?" Man In Gold asked Man In Silver's wife, Rebecca, who was walking by.
"In the bowling alley with Woman In Gold, her girlfriend, and three dudes he said were named Chessmaster, Darkstorm, and Darkhart."
Man In Gold stormed in that direction. They were going to have a talk...
Woman In Silver sighed, and went to join Man In Blue, Woman In Blue, and Ocean Man at the bar.
"What's up with Man In Gold?" Woman In Silver asked.
"It's a bad time of the year for him" Man In Blue explained. "It's the anniversary of his wife's death, and when his son was kidnapped. Every year, the same thing- spends about a week in a terrible mood, but then just goes back to normal." he elaborated.
"Oh my... I didn't realize" Woman In Silver said.
Meanwhile, Metalicana was making plans.
"I shall taek the earth by control. The imbecils wan't knoo what hit them...."
(So... he's got a Scottish accent....)
Tug then proceeded to hit D-11 over the head with Diesel XXX, yelling, "Stick with writing your own damn characters until I introduce mine!"
Toz and Frank had to hold Tug back from injuring D-11 even more than he already was...
"Calm down Tug!" shouted Toz
"Let's just go back to your plot and pretend that never happened, make it non-canon..." said Frank
"And D-11 can go back to the trial since it seems he has forgotten about it as it is still unresolved..." said Toz with an intense glare towards the Numbered Diesels Admin...
"Where am I?" asked Diesel XXX
"The Writer's Room... Also, you were never here, it was all a dream..." said the Writer as he proceeded to open a trapdoor and Diesel XXX fell back onto Sodor...
"I have no idea what just happened!" the Diesel shouted as he forgot what just transpired...
While TGC nursed D-11's wounds since he decided to remain neutral during this confrontation, the Mirror just stared awkwardly...
"These guys never make any sense..."
Back to actual plot progression...
"Well, actually, Toz said he had some things to do before we went back to the trial and..."
"GET BACK TO THE PLOT!" Tug screamed
"All right! All right!" Frank said.
......
"Is... is he always in this bad a mood when that time of the year comes?" Woman In Silver asked.
"He's gotten better as the years go by, but sometimes something will happen that just makes him a whole lot worse" Man In Blue said, reminiscing about what happened a year after he had become the Man In Blue
"It's like hes a woman on her peri.. Um.. never mind..." said Ocean Man as he received glares from the two Colorwomen
Meanwhile, the Man in Steel was still sleeping off his injuries from his adventure in Impel down, when he got a call from Tug...
"Hmmm... What do you want at this hour... Ice Emperor Syndicate moving to Sodor... Yeah and they know we're here... Yeah... Came after some associate of yours... Coming after us soon... Alright... I'll talk to you tomorrow... Going back to sleep..." said Steel as he hung up then passed out for a fill minute before it sank in...
"WAIT THE ICE EMPEROR SYNDICATE FOUND US!"
Meanwhile, Frank was talking to tug
"Say, why do they abbreviate it as "ISE" when the name is "Ice Emperor Syndicate" Frank asked.
"Well they would have been "IES" but the sign they ordered for their headquarters came as "ISE" and the boss had already paid a good deal of money for it and he wasn't willing to invest in another sign to replace the typo, so it just stuck and we learned to live with it. Plus it rolls off the tongue better" Tug said.
"Really?" Frank asked, confused
"Most of them are gangsters... They're not really that smart, so they didn't even realize..." replied Tug
"Oh..."
Meanwhile, Man In Gold was cross.
"Man In Silver, you have caused confusion and delay by inviting VEC."
"Oh, c'mon, give 'em a chance. Just because they're a evil cult trying to summon a hypothetical death monster to destroy the world doesn't mean we can't be friends."
"I'm sorry, I lost you at the DEATH MONSTER!"
"It probably doesn't even exist."
"Have you already forgotten Man In Egyptian Blue? Chaos killed him!"
"Without Chaos, we wouldn't have Man In Indian Red."
"Actually, the Horned One definetely exists." Chessmaster objected. "Check a few pages earlier in this thread."
"NO FOURTH WALL JOKES!" Man In Gold stormed out, tripping over Man In Infrared on the way out.
"Is he on his peri- oh, we've done that one." Woman In Gold joked weakly.
"Yeah. Anyway, your turn, Darkhart."
Meanwhile, Man In Blue walked up to him.
"Steven, you've really got to cool it. We're at peace with the VEC for now because you and I both know that those SOM guys are the worse threat right now, and the enemy of our enemy is our friend; both of our factions realize that" blue said.
"Come on Steven; I think you need a little time to cool down" Woman In Silver said, grabbing his arm.
"Ok" he relented, and they went outside for a bit.
Meanwhile, at SOM headquarters, a scout was reporting to a superior, whose names shall not be specified until tug decides if this scene is canon or not.
"The latest report from our scouts sir"
"What could you find out about the Colormen,"
"We don't know where their base, or "great hall" is, but it is not worth finding."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, it seems that the hall, along with a couple other places, is protected by this impenetrable barrier or force that no evil being can enter without being injured or destroyed."
"In other words..."
"Yes sir; an attack on their base would be a worthless gesture, as we couldn't even get near it without dying" the scout finished.
"Is that all?"
"Yes sir"
"Thank you; you are dismissed" and the scout quickly left, leaving the superior alone.
"What the plan for attacking their base then 'General'?" asked Raios to Redfox sarcastically...
"Easy... We blow it to kingdom come once my forces finish moving in..." replied Redfox without a second thought
Meanwhile, Tug and Frank had returned to their warehouse...
"So Tug, how are we going to defend ourselves from the ISE?" Frank asked concerned
"Easy, with these..." said Tug as he flipped a secret switch and secret stashes of weapons we flipped out from the walls...
"How did you get all of these?" asked Frank bewildered
"Some we payments from the military for Operation Rail Warfare II, others, you probably don't want to know..." replied Tug
Meanwhile, Rodney and Catherine were running COTHO Radio.
"Welcome to COTHO Radio, where we interrupt a night of fourth wall breaking to announce some exciting developments. High Priest Elagabalus Phyphyxlstyx, the "Bronze Mage", is setting off to the United States tomorrow to spread the word of the Horned One to the Americans. Catherine here will be joining them on the voyage to keep us at COTHO Radio posted."
"That's right, Rodney. And now for the beautiful hymn to the Horned One, "Brass Monkey" by the Beastie Boys."
"Wait, what?"
"Shhhh..."
Meanwhile, Man in Gold was sitting outside on a bench; Woman in Silver was sitting next to him, gently rubbing his upper back.
"All these years... And it still haunts you?" Woman in Silver asked
"Yes... I can still hear those screams... If only we hadn't..."
"Relax Steven, relax" she said. "You need to calm down"
Man in Gold sighed. "Man, why do I always get so worked up this time of the year" he sighed.
Meanwhile, Man In Yellow was talking to some of the others.
"So why did you become a Colornan so young?" Someone asked.
"I'm 28!" He said.
"Really? Because it looks like..."
"Yea, yea, I know; I look like a high school freshman" he sighed. Being only 5'2" made him only slightly taller than Man In Green.
"So why are you so short?"
"More than likely, it was a defective gene introduced into my family line generations ago" he explained.
Elsewhere in the Party, the Man in Black was talking to Sickoia...
"So where's the Bronze Mage, Priori, the Blood Alchemist, Vivian, and all those other guys who got captured?" asked Man in Black
"Sickoia responded, "Well the Bronze Mage an Priori are giving a crash course to the new members, Hohenheim and Vivian are having a 'night of passion' since their back together, and Dr. Quinn is taking care of the other injured members who were in Impel Down along with the Duplicator..."
"Aren't you a healer too? Shouldn't you be there as well?" asked Man in Black
"Quinn takes the night shift..."
"Oh..."
Meanwhile, as Gunnarson was investigating Diesel XXX, Finch, Bauer, Walkins and D-11 were meeting to discuss a defense strategy.
"It's clear to me that this part of the case is a lost cause; we've proven where the fault fell in the other incidents, but D-10, 11 and 12's actions were hardly justifiable" Walkins pointed out.
"Don't give up just yet! There's a piece to this puzzle we're missing" D-11 pointed out.
"I know that if we can shift focus to the provoker, we can at least take a good amount of blame off The diesels" Finch thought.
"So what do we do?" Walkins asked.
"We have some pizza."
"Pizza?"
"Yeah, I'm hungry. Let's git!"
"There's got to be something... my Diesels would never do this." Walkins muttered.
"Perhaps you can blame God?" Bauer quipped.
"Or the Writer?" D-11 joked.
"Who?" Finch suddenly looked interested.
"The, ah... this is going to be hard to take, but... we're all just characters in a roleplay game, one of which wrote the trio's evil rampage."
"This is no time for jokes, D'Levin." Wilkins was mad. But Finch was still curious...
"In fact," said Diesel 11, "I'm one of the Writers!"
"What??"
"Yeah, and I can write you out of the story!"
"No, d
The writer's pen ran out of ink; he went to get another
"Don't."
"Relax; you're too important to the story to just write out." D-11 said. But they had bigger fish to fry.
"So where can we go for good pizza in England?" Bauer asked.
"Can we please focus on what's important?!" Walkins cried out.
"Exactly! The pizza!"
Walkins groaned.
Diesel 11 rang up the local pizza place for The Works (a large supreme). When it arrived, he gave one sniff and
Mama mia
Here I go again
My my
Just how much I missed you
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Meanwhile, Nessetarina was at Loch Ness, spending some time with her mom.
Meanwhile, in a far distant place than the Island of Sodor, Vados was taking care of her Dragon Lord...
"Well Metalicana, my 'wonderful' brother is having the reaction I foretold you about with your decision..." said Vados
"As expected, those two have never gotten along... Reminds me of the past... Vados, do you like being evil?" asked Metalicana
"I only and always follow the will of my Lord, and with 'him' in control most of the time, we all are the way we are... Doesn't help what we're searching for made majority of us what we are today..." replied Vados
"Yes, I will find 'it' and cleanse myself of the evil it curse me with... Mark my words... Well Vados is was nice talking to you as always, but 'he' is really getting riled up and is about to have control again, so expect the unexpected... Damn, I really hate the darkness I'm always stuck in when he's in control..." said Metalicana before he let out painful howling...
"Argh... Ahhhh!!!"
"My Lord, are you there?' asked Vados
"Who do you think it is, that damn sissy bastard, the former Colorman... No it is I, the true master of this body, the true evil of this world... THE DRAGON KING! Vados what is the status of Redfox's current move?" growled the 'true' Metalicana
"Well they are almost complete, and phase 1 of the new plan should begin soon..." responded Vados
Metalicana replied, "Good, it might be time to make my own appearance... The world will soon know and fear it's true rule, the Dragon King, METALICANA! Vile Evil Confederacy, Colorfolk, you are the first targets I shall end personally if all else fails! I will rule over a barren wasteland if I have to, no one will be able to challenge me once I take center stage! MUHAHAHA!!!!"
Now the Dragon King has made his debut, their maybe more to this story than meets the eye, but for now, we just have to wait and see...