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An hour after the meeting, Lord X-Giga-X walked back into the circular room with another man. This man was clothed in a black cloak. A blindfold covered his eyes. His hair was a dark shade of blue. A dark mist emitted from his gloved hands.
Lord X-Giga-X sat in his own chair, while the other man sat in Hak’s chair.
“You wanted to see me, Lord X-Giga-X?” the man said.
“Yes,” responded Lord X-Giga-X. “I need your assistance in an important matter, my agent of darkness.”
“What is it, sir?” the man asked.
Lord X-Giga-X answered, “Well, me and the other members of the Organization G-X have decided to achieve world domination. However, with us gone, the tower will lose most of its primary defenses.”
“So, you want me to train the other members of the empire,” replied the man.
“No,” Lord X-Giga-X asserted. “That is not what I had in mind, my apprentice. Missingno will choose someone to do so. I want you to do to take down anyone who tries to enter the tower.”
“Anyone not in the empire,” the man implied. “Am I correct, sir?”
“Yes,” Lord X-Giga-X answered. “You must keep the tower clear of anyone not in the empire. We do not want our secrets to get out into the world.”
“I will not fail you,” responded the man.
“Excellent,” Lord X-Giga-X replied. “By the way, how has your training been? I would hate it if you have attempted to skip even a single day of training.”
The man raised his hand from the arm of the chair. He began to focus the darkness emitting from his hand onto the floor. From the darkness on the floor rose an object that resembled a hand. The object then rushed toward Lord X-Giga-X. Lord X-Giga-X quickly released darkness from his hand to create a barrier around him, blocking the attack.
Lord X-Giga-X chuckled, and then said, “You have improved in just two weeks. You are strong in the ways of darkness.”
“I think that people with hearts as dark as yours can benefit from the powers that darkness gives them,” the man said. “To think, a month ago, I actually tried to destroy you.”
Lord X-Giga-X stood from the chair and said, “I must make preparations for my trip to Africa. Don’t let me down, Apprentice Omega.” He then left from the room.
His apprentice, still in the room, removed the blindfold covering his eyes. His eyes were grey.
“If only he knew how much I have really improved,” he responded. He covered his face with his hand, and focused the darkness from it, which began to cover his face. When he uncovered his face, his eye color had changed. His right eye was green and his left eye was red.

Lord X-Giga-X walked through the halls of the eighth floor of the tower. He eventually stopped once he saw Missingno, who was walking from the opposite end of the hall.
Missingno answered, “I have made my decision. I have alerted The Traveler of his task.”
Lord X-Giga-X smirked, and said, “Well, he should have no problem making sure that these guys will be able to fight at their full power.”
“And what if they don’t reach their full potential?” Missingno asked.
“Then leave it to my apprentice to save their skins,” Lord X-Giga-X answered.
Missingno responded, “Are you sure that’s a wise idea? He has only been with us for two weeks. I don’t think he is entirely loyal to us.”
“He is,” Lord X-Giga-X asserted. “I had turned him to darkness to save him. He is loyal to us one-hundred percent.” Lord X-Giga-X walked by Missingno, and then stopped. He responded, “I have seen his darkness. He has benefited from his training.”
Missingno said, “His darkness is nothing like yours.”
Lord X-Giga-X said in response, “You have only witness his darkness once. You have not seen his darkness at this level.” He paused. “You don’t realize it yet, but at the moment, he is a lot like me. His darkness is as strong as mine is. His heart is as black as mine is. I am confident that no one can bring him back to the light.” He then began to walk away from Missingno, who had a worried look on his face.
When Lord X-Giga-X disappeared from view, Missingno said, “Let’s just hope that no one from the research facility tries to break in.”

The Organization G-X stood outside of the tower as Hak contacted Testudo, the scientist of the Golden-X Bibarel-X Empire. Meanwhile, Kudamon, Snookie, and Lord X-Giga-X were in the middle of an argument.
“Are you crazy?” Kudamon asked Snookie.
“Yes,” Snookie answered. “But I do recall you asking her out on one occasion.”
“No I didn’t!” Kudamon denied. “Giga was the one who asked her out.”
Lord X-Giga-X blushed, and then said, “I do not recall the occurrence of which you are currently speaking of.”
“That’s a load of baloney!” Snookie shouted. “In fact, I recall you having a crush on her.”
“Shut up!” Lord X-Giga-X shouted.
“Didn’t you kiss her once?” Kudamon asked.
“Shut up!” Lord X-Giga-X boasted. His entire face was red.
Zadon suggested, “Okay, it’s time for a change of topic.”
Snookie sighed, “Okay.”
“Hey Giga,” Kudamon asked, “Where’s the fifty dollars you owe me?”
“I paid you that money,” Lord X-Giga-X answered. “I left the money in your room.”
“There was no money in my room,” Kudamon responded.
“Wait a second,” Snookie said. “I took that money because I thought it was Kudamon’s tip for me that day I cleaned his room.”
Lord X-Giga-X replied, “Snookie, you owe Kudamon fifty dollars now.”
“Aw man,” Snookie complained.
Hak then responded, “I just got finished talking to Testudo. He said that he’ll be here in an hour.”
“Oh great,” Missingno complained. “What are we supposed to do for an hour?”
Kudamon answered, “We could mail Snookie to that alien.”
“What alien?” Snookie asked.
“The alien not on this planet,” Kudamon answered.
“This is going to be a long hour,” Zadon groaned.

An hour later, the six of them stood outside the tower, waiting for Testudo to arrive. Snookie was sitting inside of a box.
“Well, my idea failed,” Kudamon groaned.
“Oh, relax,” Snookie responded. “So your idea failed. It’s no big deal. Besides, now I got this box to sit in.”
“Oh brother,” Missingno and Zadon groaned in unison.
“Can this get any more boring?” Lord X-Giga-X asked. At that exact moment, a truck crashed on top of him.
“Whoa!” Missingno shouted. “What the heck just happened?”
“Weird,” Snookie commented as he stepped out of the box. “That sort of thing normally happens to me.” At that instant, an anvil fell on Snookie’s head.
“Well,” Kudamon chuckled, “I guess you were right.”
“Ouch,” Snookie groaned as he removed the anvil off of his head. A piano fell on his head soon after. This was followed by another truck seconds after, which was followed by a whale.
“Okay,” Hak. “That was weird.
A voice from the top of the tower said, “Sorry! I was playing ‘Throw Stuff Off of a Building Extreme’!”
“Save that for the championships,” called another voice from the top of the tower. “We need the money.”
From the truck that landed on Lord X-Giga-X appeared a man with a turtle’s shell on his back. He had emerald-colored hair, and was wearing a dark green lab coat.
“Hey guys,” the man shouted.
“Hey, Testudo,” Hak replied. He then responded, “Ah, I forgot that Giga is under your truck.”
“Under my truck, you say?” Testudo answered. “I knew that I landed on someone.” He then lifted his truck up and placed it in a nearby alley. Lord X-Giga-X was not underneath the truck.
“Huh?” Zadon responded. “I was sure he was under the truck.”
“He must have used his dark powers to warp,” Missingno answered. “He’s probably in Africa by now.”
“Makes sense,” Testudo answered. “Okay, let’s get into this truck so we can get back to my lab.”
From underneath the whale came Snookie’s voice saying, “Can someone get this piano, truck, and whale off of me?”
“Maybe later,” Kudamon answered.
“Please?” Snookie pleaded.

And I really don't have a crush on Gatomon.

Testudo entered his lab. On the walls were energy swords, plasma cannons, and other weapons he had created. In the back of the room were six arches.
“So,” Kudamon said as he entered the lab, “This is your lab. I kind of pictured it to be a lot bigger, and with a TV.”
“And with raw fish sticks,” Snookie added.
“Will you forget the fish sticks already?” Zadon groaned.
“Fine,” Snookie answered.
“Alright then,” Testudo began. “Behind me are six arches I have built in order to transport you five to the continents you will take over.”
“So where’s the portal for Antarctica?” Kudamon asked.
“There is no portal for Antarctica,” Testudo answered. “There’s nothing there to control except researchers and penguins.”
“True,” Hak agreed.
Testudo walked towards a shelf on the walk and took a box.
“What’s in the box?” Missingno asked.
“Is it a doomsday device?” Snookie asked.
“No,” Testudo answered. “It’s full of devices that will help you on your quest.” He reached into the box and pulled out a watch.
“A watch,” Kudamon sarcastically remarked. “How useful.”
“This watch,” Testudo began, “is the most useful device you can have. It has ten-way communication, a built-in teleportation device, a stun ray, grapplers, a plasma ray, a digital clock, an iPod, and a meat ray.”
“Meat ray?” Hak asked.
“Yes,” Testudo responded. “It has the ability to turn anything into meat.”
“We shall never starve,” Snookie remarked.
“Sounds cool,” Missingno responded. “We’ll take them.”
“Excellent,” Testudo replied. He handed the box to Missingno. “I’m going to activate the portals, which should take at least two minutes. So, I am hoping that nothing terrible happens while I’m doing that.” Testudo walked towards a control system near the arches.
“Two minutes?” Snookie asked. “What could possibly happen in two minutes?”
“You possibly going to prison,” answered a voice from behind him. Snookie and Hak turned toward the door to see Fangking entering the room.
“Fangking,” Hak responded.
“And I have friends,” Fangking replied. Pyro appeared from behind him.
“Well,” Pyro remarked. “If it isn’t you guys.”
Four other men entered the room. The first man had burn scars on his face. He had brown hair and black eyes, and wore a red body suit.
“This lab,” he responded, “is what used to be the lab in which Lord X-Giga-X worked in. Am I right, Miltank Man?” He referred to a man to his left wearing clothes that allowed him to resemble a Miltank.
“Yes, Magma King,” he answered. “That means that these five are the other researchers that worked here.”
“What?” Snookie denied. “We never worked here. Isn’t that right, Kudamon?”
“You idiot!” Kudamon responded. “Think before saying people’s names out loud.”
“Snookie rarely had intelligent thoughts,” responded a man standing to the right of Magma King. He wore a black cape and had large fangs coming out of his mouth.
“And it’s this stroke of stupidity that will be your downfall,” responded the man standing to the left of Miltank Man. He had long brown hair, black eyes and a thick brown moustache.
“Aw man,” Zadon complained. “Kalas is the only one here that looks normal.” He was referring to the man next to Miltank Man.
“Hello!” Kudamon remarked.
“Besides you, Kuda,” Zadon apologized.
“Count Splatula,” Magma King told the caped man to his right. “What do you think of these fool.”
Count Splatula answered, “I spied on that tower a while ago. These guys left the tower with someone else.”
“Interesting,” Fangking responded. “Alright, who was the person you were with?”
“Forget it, Fangking!” Missingno answered. “You won’t get a piece of information out of us!”
“It doesn’t matter,” Kalas remarked. “These five are working together, so it’s obvious who they were with.”
Pyro replied, “Now that you mention it, the pieces are starting to come together.”
Testudo shouted, “What’s going on back there?”
Snookie answered, “Let’s just say that you need to activate those portals now!”
“You are not leaving on my watch,” Fangking responded.
“We’ll see about that!” Snookie shouted. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a mace.
Kudamon grabbed Snookie’s arm, then said, “Forget it! Let’s get out of here!”
“Right,” Hak agreed. The five of them ran towards the arches.
“Oh no, you don’t!” Count Splatula replied. He shot a blast of blood from his hand towards Hak. Hak shot a beam of water from his mouth, which blocked Count Splatula’s attack.
“I still find your power gross,” Pyro remarked.
“Who cares what you think?” Count Splatula responded.
“Who cares about that?” Kalas responded. “Let’s just keep them from getting away.” He dashed off towards the arches. Miltank Man and Count Splatula followed close behind him.
“We must stop them,” Magma King said.
“Stop them from what?” Pyro asked.
“Let’s find out,” Fangking asked.

In the year 2017, there was a futuristic city known as Acanthite. The city itself was flying over the ocean. The buildings in the city were far more advanced than those of any other city. Roaming through the city were flying cars, trucks, and the occasional UFO.

In the center of the city laid a research facility, the Cipher Incorporated. On one particular day, a man with green hair had entered the facility with an application form. He walked up to the front desk. A red-haired man was taking a call on a nearby telephone.
“Well,” the man answered. “Just come here with your application or send one electronically. Okay?” The man paused, likely because the person made a response. “Alright, then I’ll see you tomorrow at noon. Goodbye.” He hung up. He turned around and saw the man. “Well, hello. My name is Pyro. How can I help you?”
The green-haired man answered, “I’m here to turn in this job application.”
“Okay,” Pyro responded. “Let me take that off your hands.”
“Right,” the man responded. He gave the form to Pyro.
“Thank you,” Pyro replied. He began to read the form. “So your name is Acento Bane, correct.”
“Yes sir,” the man answered.
“Okay then,” Pyro. He continued reading the form. “So, what shall your nickname be?”
“What do you mean?” Acento asked.
“Well,” Pyro answered, “our boss prefers to address us by the nicknames we create.”
“Oh,” Acento responded. “Well, I don’t have one.”
“Don’t worry about it now,” Pyro replied. “Just try to have one by the end of the week.”
“Okay then,” Acento responded.
“Well, besides the nickname situation, everything on this form meets our standards,” Pyro answered. “Except for the disturbing story about your-”
“Let’s just not talk about that,” Acento interrupted.
“Okay,” Pyro said. “Well, wait while I bring the boss here.” He picked up the phone. “Sir, could you please report to the front desk? We have a new applicant.” He paused. “Well, okay. I’ll tell him.” He hung up. “Well, the boss wants me to take you to him.”
“Okay,” Acento responded.
Pyro stepped from behind the desk and walked towards a hallway to Acento’s right. Acento followed close behind Pyro.

The two of them reached a door on the second floor of the facility. The door was marked “281”.
“There are 81 rooms on this floor?” Acento asked.
“No,” Pyro answered. “One of the people in this room just won’t take his job seriously.”
“Ah,” Acento responded.
“Stop it, you moron!” someone shouted from the other side of the door.
“No, you stop!” someone else shouted from behind the door.
“Oh dear,” replied Pyro. “They’re at it again.”
“Excuse me?” Acento responded.
The door opened. A black-haired man appeared from behind it.
“Ugh!” the black-haired man groaned. “I don’t know how to keep those two out of each others hair.”
“What happened this time, Fangking sir?” Pyro asked.
“Snookie kept wrecking everyone’s work stations,” the man answered. “I can’t take it anymore. Missingno is the only sane person in this group.” Fangking turned toward Acento. “Is this the new applicant?”
“Yes sir,” Pyro answered. “This is Acento Bane.”
“I see,” Fangking acknowledged. “So he doesn’t have a nickname yet.”
“No sir,” Pyro answered.
“Oh well,” Fangking responded. He turned back to Acento. “It’s nice to meet you, Acento. I am Fangking, one of the two people in control of this facility.”
“So the other is Cipher,” Acento said. “Am I right?”
“Yes,” Fangking answered. “The day the two of us and the researchers with us from the very beginning finished constructing this research facility, we all decided to name it after Cipher.”
“Ah,” Acento replied. He looked at the door. “By the way, what’s with the people in that room?”
“You’ll find out tomorrow,” Fangking answered. ‘You’re going to help keep them under control.”
“Okay,” Acento replied.
“You will report back here tomorrow at 8:30 am,” Fangking explained. “Go to room 315, on the third floor. You will meet up with Cipher to get more information on your position here. You understand?”
“Yes sir,” Acento answered.
“Excellent,” Fangking replied. “Pyro, order some pizza for the four of us.”
“Who else is getting pizza?” Pyro asked.
“You already know the answer to that,” Fangking answered. He walked away from the door.
“My spleen!” someone shouted from behind the door.
“Let’s just go,” Pyro answered. He then ran down the hallway.
“It can’t be that bad, can it?” Acento asked himself.