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Kudamon leaped from tree to tree as he traversed a forest in South America. His two swords floated beside him, levitated and spun by his telekinetic abilities.
A Grovyle followed close behind him.
“I just don’t get it,” Kudamon grunted. “Not a word from Snookie or Giga. I wonder what’s wrong.”
He stopped when his watch’s built-in communicator activated. He was about to respond when the Grovyle bumped into him, causing them both to crash onto the forest canopy.
“This is Kudamon speaking,” Kudamon groaned in agony.
“Wow, you sound like you just crashed into something,” Hak answered from the other end.
“It’s nice to here from you, Hak!” Kudamon responded. “Say, can I ask you something?”
“If it has to do with Canadian armpits, then no,” Hak answered.
“Gross!” Kudamon responded. “I wanted to ask you if you could give me Ireland once you get to it.”
“Oh, sure,” Hak answered. “Anyways, I got to go. I’m going to see a movie before taking over Italy.”
“What movie are you going to see?” Kudamon asked.
“’Baconbot and the Sandwich Gods’,” Hak answered. “Bye!”
“Wait!” Kudamon called.
The communication ended at that point.
“Aw man,” he groaned. “I had to tell him that he’s about to see a horrible movie.”
“Vyle,” the Grovyle answered.
“Get off of me,” Kudamon groaned.

Elsewhere in the forest, Ziebart frantically ran from a mob holding pitchforks, torches and brooms.
"What did I do to deserve this?" he shouted.
He kept running until he ran off of a cliff.
"Curse you, Newton's laws of gravity!" he screamed.

Ziebart's scream echoed throughout the forest, and eventually got Kudamon's attention.
"I wonder what that was," Kudamon responded.
"I need cereal!" another voice echoed.
"Okay, why is there someone in the middle of nowhere asking for cereal?" Kudamon shouted.
"Grov," Grovyle asked.
"No, the rivers are not filled with milk," Kudamon responded. "Why would you think something like that?"
Kudamon grabbed his swords and threw them into the air. His swords remained floating in the air.
"Keep ridiculous thoughts like that to yourself," he grunted.
His swords zipped through the trees. When his swords fell to the ground, blood splashed onto the ground. This was followed by the bodies of ninjas falling onto the ground.
"No one sneaks up on me without paying their life," he said sinisterly.

An hour later, Kudamon and his Grovyle reached a cliff looming over a nearby city.
"Maybe I can get some directions from there," Kudamon pondered. "Or I could just use the GPS in this watch."
"Grov," Grovyle responded.
"You're right," Kudamon answered. "Maybe we could ask the clueless idiot attempting to sneak up on us for directions."
"You're the clueless one!" a voice shouted.
"Damn!" Kudamon groaned. "I only know one person with an annoying voice like that."
Ziebart appeared from the trees.
"Ziebart," Kudamon groaned. "You should be back at the tower."
"Everybody thinks that I'm useless," Ziebart replied. "I want to help."
"You really want to help?" Kudamon asked, raising his eyebrow.
"Yes, please!" Ziebart cried.
"Then walk off of that cliff," Kudamon responded.
Ziebart proceeded toward the cliff.
"You mean this one here-" Ziebart said before he fell from the cliff. "Curse you Kudamon!"
"Well, it looks like your clones are dumber that you are," Kudamon remarked.
"Of course you'd say that," Ziebart groaned as he emerged from behind the trees.
"Okay, you can help," Kudamon said.
"Yay!" Ziebart cheered.
Kudamon grabbed Ziebart.
"Check for any enemies from the sky," Kudamon commanded before hurling Ziebart into the sky.
"Oh, come on!"
Kudamon walked back into the forest, and Grovyle followed closely behind him.
"Ziebart seems to be getting smarter," Kudamon muttered to himself. "His clones are everywhere in this continent. He might end up helping me, whether I need his help or not."

Featuring me and David.

"Who exactly is in charge of the tower while Organization G-X is away?"
"Omega, Fangking is going to strike soon. Use your improved darkness to take care of him."
"You traitor!"
"Destruction, chaos, pure terror. Control of these thing ensure your position as ruler of the world, David."
"Omega is...."

In the middle of a desert in Tansania, a blue-haired by merrily walked on a path of his on, minding his own business.
That is, until he stepped on a Sandslash emerging from the ground.
"Hey, watch who you're stepping on!" the Sandslash yelled.
"You watch where you're digging," the blue-haired boy responded.
"Hey, do you have any idea who I am?!" the Sandslah asked.
"A mole about to get its butt kicked?" the blue-haired boy answered.
"Mole?!" the Sandslash snapped. "Oh, that's it! It's on!"
Just as the Sandslash leaped towards the blue-haired boy, an anvil fell on his head.
"Oh, come on!"
"Next time you try that, you will feel the wrath of David!" the blue-haired boy responded. He then returned to what could be called his stroll.

Hours later, he arrived at a Tansanian village that appeared to be ripped apart. Houses had blown to pieces, leaving only the foundation. Hundreds of bodies laid in large pools of blood. A dark cloud hovered above the torn village.
"What could have possibly destroyed a place like this?" David pondered.
"A man with potential," responded a mysterious voice.
"Huh?" David looked around, but found no one. "Am I hearing things?" He turned and saw a cloaked man standing in front of him.
"I see much potential in you, young man," the man responded.
"Who are you?" David asked the man.
"A leader of darkness, who has come to change the world," the man answered.
"I meant a name!" David shouted.
"That is none of your concern."
"Why not?!" David was furious.
"That does not matter."
"Then tell me what happened here!"
"Destruction, chaos, pure terror. Control of these thing ensure your position as ruler of the world, David," the man answered.
"How do you know me?" David asked.
At that moment, five troopers appeared from the wrecked buildings. They aimed their guns towards the cloaked man.
"Get away from this man!" shouted one of the troopers.
"Huh?" David responded.
"This man is dangerous!" another trooper answered.
"He is responsible for the destruction of this place!" a third trooper answered.
"I honestly have a hard time believing that," David chuckled.
"You hvae no idea who you're dealing with," a fourth trooper argued.
At that moment, the cloaked man appeared behind the fourth trooper and grabbed him by the head.
"What are you doing?!" David responded.
"Now watch as I show these troopers my superiority over them," the man chuckled.
A cloud of darkness immediately shot from the man's hand and consumed the trooper. When the cloud disappeared, the trooper was gone.
"Oh crap!" the third trooper exclaimed.
"Just who are you?!" the fifth trooper shouted.
The man chuckled as he threw off his cloak, revealing his true identity: Lord X-Giga-X.
"I am a man who you should not cross paths with," he answered with a sinister voice.
"You have got to be kidding me," David groaned.
Lord X-Giga-X glared at David.
"Don't get on my bad side, David," he sneered. "Now show these fools your power."
"How do you know about my power?" David asked.
"I'll answer any questions you have later," Lord X-Giga-X answered. "Now do as I say and us your power."
"Don't listen to this man!" the first trooper exclaimed.
"Ignore this fool," Lord X-Giga-X said. "He's trying to lead you to your doom."
"What do you mean?" David asked.
"If you side with these troopers, there's a good chance that I will kill you," Lord X-Giga-X.
"What do I do?" David asked himself.
"You should think about what your brother would do in this situation," Lord X-Giga-X said.
"His brother would try to not be involved with you," the second trooper answered.
"Stay out of this!" David exclaimed.
A cloud of toxic gas developed in his hand.
"What are you doing?!" the third trooper exclaimed.
The toxic cloud grew to the size of a basketball.
"It's time you faced the power of my copper monoxide powers!" David exclaimed as he threw the cloud at the troopers.
The cloud enveloped the troopers, and began to enter their bodies through their open mouths. Lord X-Giga-X laughed maniacally as the the troopers began to collapse from loss of breath.
"Excellent work, David," Lord X-Giga-X chuckled. "You would have made your brother very happy."
"Where is Jase, anyways?" David asked.
"He is in South America," Lord X-Giga-X answered.
He began to walk away from the troopers, then stopped.
"Come with me, David," Lord X-Giga-X responded. "The Golden-X Bibarel-X Empire could use the help of people like you to make the world a better place."
"This is a quest for world domination, isn't it?" David remarked.
"I thought that you'd figure it out," Lord X-Giga-X replied. "So, want to join us?"
"Well, I got nothing better to do in this giant wasteland of a continent," David answered. "Okay, I'll help."
"Excellent," Lord X-Giga-X chuckled. "Now let's leave this place before any courageous fool try to attack us."
The two of the proceeded out of the wrecked village, leaving behind four bodies to join the ones lying there before.

Meanwhile, the Sandslash began to remove the anvil from on top of his head.
"This thing is heavy," it said. "I think this would fit well with my collection."

"Hey guys! How's it going? Let's have a barbeque. Nothing bad's gonna happen today!" *cookie for the person that figures out where this came from*

Out in a field in Costa Rica, a group of people laid on an open field.
An tall, muscular man approached them.
"Well hey guys, how's it going?" the man chuckled. "Let's have a barbecue. Nothing bad's gonna happen today."
"Wow, you're right," a woman responded. "Nothing bad's gonna happened today."
"Then let's have a barbecue," responded a farmer.
They all cheered and left the field to get food for their barbecue.

Meanwhile, in Guatemala City, people were staring at an usually large sphere of light in this sky. They were wondering whether or not it was the sun about to crash into the planet.
"Is that the sun?"
"I think it's the sun!"
"The sun! It's crashing into the planet! We're all going to die!"
"Run for your lives! The sun is about to crash into the earth!"
"We're all doomed! Oh, and does anyone have any cereal?"
"What's with annoying people always asking for cereal?!"
A brown-haired man with golden eyes stood in the crowd. He wore a T-shirt with a large "E" on it, and blue jeans. Spikes grew from his arms.
"There's something unnatural about that sphere of light," the man muttered.
"Well, what are you going to do about it, Craz-E?" a man standing next to him asked.
"I'm going to find out." Craz-E then rose into the air, and toward the strange sphere.

Miles above the city, Zadon stood upon the sphere of light.
"I thought I told them I wanted their leader to surrender Guatemala to me within three hours," he said as he looked at his watch. "It's been two hours and fourty minutes, and still nothing."
He looked down at the sphere of light.
"I'd really hate to turn the city and all of its inhabitants into gold."
His face had an unusally crazy grin, which soon disappeared when he saw someone appear from below the sphere.
"It looks like Fangking's goons have found me."
Though, his thoughts had changed when he noticed that the man was Craz-E.
"Oh, it's just you, Craz-E," Zadon responded with a groaned.
"Hey, do I know you from somewhere?" Craz-E asked Zadon.
"I'm Zadon," Zadon answered.
"Not really ringing a bell," Craz-E responded with a puzzled look on his face.
"I used to work with Snookie, Hak and Missingno," Zadon replied.
"Oh, now I remember you!" Craz-E exclaimed. "How are those guys doing, anyways?"
"Don't you watch the news, dude?" Zadon answered. "The four of us, along with Kudamon and Lord X-Giga-X, are on a mission to take over the world."
"What?!" Craz-E exclaimed.
"And I advise you not to interfere in our plans," Zadon continued, "or you'll end up down there, along the people about to be turned into golden statues."
At that moment, Zadon's watch picked up a transmission.
"This is the task force of Guatemala speaking to... uh..." said someone on the other end of the transmission.
"Zadon, and where are you?' Zadon responded. "I requested that someone come up here."
"Sorry sir," the person responded. "During the hours after you made your ultimatum, we've had to deal with a surprising rebellion. All of our helicopters have been destroyed, and right now, we're protecting the leader from a group of assassins."
"I see. And what has your glorious leader decide to do?" Zadon asked.
"He was about to talk to you about the terms of surrender when the assassins appeared."
"Okay, I need you to get out of there, now," Zadon ordered.
The sphere of light quickly compressed into a small orb.
"And I'll turn the building you're in into gold."

Two minutes passed before Zadon got another transmission from the same man.
"Okay, we're out, any we have guards holding off the assassins."
Zadon responded, "Their efforts will not have been in vain. They've done their jobs."
Zadon grabbed the orb of light and threw it towards the city.
"Uh, sir, what will happen to me and the leader?" the man asked.
Zadon only responded, "End transmission!" The communication was cut off.
"What's going to happen to that guy and the leader?" Craz-E asked.
"Unless they move quickly, they'll be turned into gold," Zadon smirked.
"What?!" Craz-E exclaimed.
"And like I said, don't interfere in our plans," Zadon answered in a sinister tone. "You don't want to get on our bad sides, especially Giga's."
Zadon began to descend into the city.

Craz-E was left in the sky to ponder the events that had occured.
"What should I do?" he asked himself. "Should I stop them or help them?"
He looked towards the city below him.
"I should wait to see how this develops, then make my decision," Craz-E said.

Back in Acanthite on the night of that same day, Omega stood onto of the tower of the Golden-X Bibarel-X Empire. He looked into the starlit sky.
"Tomorrow, my training begins....."