Offline At the great evil's base, many months after the war began, the great evil known as omeson padera, the 3rd greatest of all the sangurians ever known, felt great misery at the coming of that which gave him great pain.. the incorporateds.. and indeed, there seemed to be about 64 of them in the vicinity. For months he'd been planning their removal from the universe he had never been respected in much.. and even, he hoped, to remove many of the sangurians around him, to perhaps reduce reality to as small a area as he could just to cave itself in.. and at the great evils' base, many of his mini-paderas swarmed around as they did, gathering information for his amusement as he saw planet after planet seemingly pernamently scarred by his chaos. And indeed, he felt the Grand Neverrest grow into his dark reality from nowhere.. and wondered indeed, he sensed little of their existence though the ship was there, as dark rains fell around his base.. indeed surrounded in despair was his soul.. so he sent to the word.. that of the 64 on the ship, he challenged indeed 57 of them, who seemed to be beneath him, to directly assault his base and bring an end to him if that is what they desired. And somehow, he wondered... was there something admiss in the final weapon he'd been given that could go beyond anything physical, to erase the true core of a being.. but it was just too late to turn back now. Especially for Sunflower, who'd seemed to be beyond death.. and who had spent what seemed many lifetimes trying to return from the beyond just to see one glorious moment when the family she'd loved.. finally got a break. And flying from the neverrest was Casey, who personally had a hand in dealing with a lot of evils in his time, but for Casey, who wondered if his father would even exist after the battle's end, and for many who already left for the far future beyond his time.. he knew if there was any time to redeem himself, it was this time.. And somehow, not far from him, Moore, as well as it seemed, Moira not far away, both came into the airspace of the great base of evil.. mounted on a giant spire on a great, dull ocean where it was believed great, lifeless horrors swam without hope or compassion.. and a great, unholy cold in the air was felt. The ship slowly waited as Casey got there, and Moore touched down.. both of them mostly rivals, at times friends, but for this instance both were friends, as Moira mostly remained unseen, and she felt a great need to be there.. for it seemed like destiny that somehow, in spite of the pain of the universe... that it could possibly end the great war that not even the Incorporateds of years before had ever seen.. or noticed. Even one of them, Namely Scarf, as well as a couple of others with the same name from different realities, felt tension in the air as ideas of darkness still seemed to float from the base... generated by the very spirits of those trying to subdue a reality trying to come back to life and power.. darkened by a truly tragic war. As the mini paderas suddenly gathered, with Speedster himself joining the group of incorporateds at the base, Casey began his approach to the front of the building, and sighed.. "Finally.. I will get the peace I have saught all my life." Moore said , "Well, who knows indeed.. I've been seeking a lot of peace myself.", as he stared at the place, and knew it truly was his time to shine..as a field of orange surrounded him, lifting him into the sky a few feet as he began his assault on the force field surrounding the central area, trying indeed to break down the great ironies the place had given out.. as Moira joined in, wondering sometimes.. "Hope he gets it.. for I ain't going to like, be happy if this all goes south." Slowly, but surely, the smaller Wrenchien, one of the 2nd of the wrenchiens, along with two others of his group who'd been often shunned for family problems, guided in the Grand Neverrest slowly as it prepared to help break down any surprises that Omeson had for all.. and looked indeed on the group, who seemed so identical despite what was inside.. and he almost shed a tear for some of the younger ones, and indeed, some who never really had a name at the time.. just their roles to play in the epic struggle. And not far from him, one who wore a jacket, a young girl who had long been thought of in the organization, said.. "It's a go", as she personally made the ship go forward with her will.. somewhere deep in the ship. And slowly, the miles counted down.. 4.. 3.. 2.. and barely within 740 feet of the evil base, the Grand Neverrest prepared to turn on its reflective fields, as destiny seemed to flow around it.. But then, Omeson, feeling a moment of rage, stared and prepared the death ray to blast two seconds before he even touched the button... and fired. "Bye", he said.. as the beam nearly hit Casey, and the small group nearby.. hitting the Grand Neverrest dead on.. erasing it apparently from existence.. Leaving apparently nothing visible. "San Hose", Speedster said in rage, as he began channeling his great powers, as many mini paderas began jumping them out of nowhere. --- Somewhere, in the great beyond, where there was much misery, Wrenchien opened his eyes as he felt the Grand Neverrest fade away like a bad dream.. backwards , perhaps.. "Ouch", he said.. "I felt that." ---- Not soon after, Omeson fired the ray into the sky, and aimed for the realities outside.. to try to consume as much as he could as Casey began to seek a way in.. And Speedster still building up his power...and Moore, well, began carving his way into the place, knowing at last his time had come... in spite of the varied Paderas gathering and trying to wear him down. Somewhere, In the sangurian empire, where a few of those remaining in the hierarchy, especially Kingston, who'd long been retired, they tried to assure many of their friends that all was well, but apparently there was no such thing.. as indeed, so many distress calls seemed to be coming from many worlds.. and from even realities of the past as warnings to stay away in the great beyond.. especially from people Wrenchien wondered.. might not even be borne.. and all the screens suddenly went dark as a beam of hatred tore through their grand base, depowering everything into silence.. save for one word heard in the place. "Hatred". And with that, all those who were near Kingston shuddered in the dark, and had a bad feeling.. it might be everywhere that it was going on, as one of the truly darkest of them all finally let the universe know what it felt of its long denial of its dark destinies.. everywhere. Not even Kingston felt so cold as he did then in the darkness.. unable to help anyone, even himself. "Is it me", he thought.. "Or could the power be going off.. Everywhere?" Meanwhile, in the darkness of skies turning red, Casey had made his way to the other side of the building, after often being diverted by many of the shadowy Paderas who'd given him quite a fight.. in many forms of his enemies.. some of which he recognized as the chain gang, a group of sangurians who formed together a group designed to eliminate things and smother hope.. one called Cansar, who at one time possesed four different powers.. and many other forms as Casey indeed, wondered if he was fighting on multiple planes at once, and still, he saw the darkness coming from the top of the cannon blasting reality above into nothingness..and the weather get colder. And at last, though Casey felt injured, he stared into the face of the final form the evils had taken.. one familiar to him.. Shear.. whos eyes burned red from rage at the long torment.. and prepared to throw him off the tower with madness as great, powerful scissors came down from the sky aimed right at Casey's heart. And just then, Moore jumped in the way, kicking aside Shear, yelling.. "Face me, you fool", with frustration, allowing Moira to go into the base as the defenses fell thanks to Speedster's own inspirational attacks.. in spite of himself. Some of which had somehow managed to get Speedster hit and worn down... and some of which tried to phase him away into alternate realities where OMeson felt Speedster was better off in. And that's when somehow.. indeed... there was a rush of wind out there.. As somehow, the Neverrest, somehow managed to be visible in outlines, slowly growing more visible.. as it flew back a bit, hoping to land.. With wrenchien, scarf, sunflower, and a old friend called francis in the ship.. somehow unharmed, save for francis who'd gone totally colorless from the assault, and vowing indeed.. "this is personal now", as she took the controls.. And aimed the ship at the death ray trying to find new targets. ---- Omeson sat back and wondered indeed, feeling relief, especially when he saw in the darkness outside his window Moore and Shear fighting each other... and sighed.. "You are all such annoyances to me... and may you find no peace indeed where I send you." as he rose to his seat and proclaimed.. "Today I shall not see the good things in this world any more", and reached out, managing to flick aside Moore with a lucky shot.. onto the area surrounding the base and he stared.. "You shall at last go down with your crusades", and then, he reared a mighty dark fist of his own straight at moore, following him until it hit Moore dead on.. knocking Moore off the base right into the cold seas, where he felt Moore scream his last. In the meantime, Moira kept going around in the base, trying very hard to avoid detection in spite of the many mini paderas in her way.. and felt a moment of pain when she heard Moore scream on many levels as the fish in the seas below devoured him.. and vowed to break down any remaining defenses.. and for a moment she thought.. "Perhaps if anything remains of moore.. I can make use of it to try to undo the damage that fool Omeson has done in his existence..and hopefully, avenge Moore for hopefully the last time." And she concentrated , as she used her own powers to draw moore's vanishing essences into her own.. and wondered indeed, if she'd done the right thing... and hopefully, to send a message to the outside universe while she was doing so.. for even in the base she felt the outside universes beginning to shudder under the darkening will of Omeson Padera's dark desires. At last, she got to the main power core of the base.. and while beginning a bizarre mutation into something called Attenna girl.. she left a message as she sensed somehow what was going on.. to those whom Omeson had cursed.. "Flip the switches", she said.. "All of them you can find", as the Paderas began surrounding her.. and her voice yelled out in the cold darkness as the Neverrest landed.. still being assaulted by the varied secondary weapons within the base.. and she wondered.. "Could I realize something that gorilla in there doesn't.. that maybe it's all going backwards now?" Somewhere, Kingston had heard the voice of the then now Attenna girl, and closed his eyes.. and he got up.. sighed, and did indeed as he was asked to.. as one great beam from the sky fell upon him that Omeson let off as a precaution.. "Maybe now this bitter fight will end", he said, as the beam burned at him down to the atom.. and his staff did as they were asked, and found quite paradoxically at the end... whatever they turned off somehow that was on.. turned on , as if somehow every law of physics somehow had been inverted by the darkness... and on screen after screen , a single "I" appeared.... as the group around Kingston saw Kingston fade away, perhaps into a universe from which Arden once left many years ago.. or into the Oblivion that Kingston had much thought about in the final days of the war. Not far off was Poacher who had sat there, and whom bashed his head into one of the consoles, saying.. "He never even gave me a promotion". A voice inside his mind, which Poacher thought was Tackle's.. who'd long since been removed from the reality he once called home.. "Lucky YOU". ---- And as the other Incorporateds came forth, Shear and Casey resumed their battle, with their wild ideas both going against each other.. changing into their many forms and configurations, with Shear trying very hard to ensure that Casey would be as split up as Omeson was inside... into many, many pieces of darkness.. and Casey, relying on many levels of experience, managed to barely keep up, using abilities from eras gone by to try to wear Shear down.. who had much improved since their last battle at the beginning of the war. And suddenly, as the Neverrest landed, something slowly began to reappear as Attenna Girl, not far from where Omeson was in the base, concentrated her own abilities into the base to try to take it over.. and rewire the thing to bring joy into the worlds.. rather than the darknesses it once sent out. And beams of hope indeed burst forth as Francis walked into the base, along with the other 4..as she managed to dodge many beams of varied capabilities aimed at her.. especially those designed to cause suffering more than darkness...and she looked behind her as one beam grazed behind her shoulder... And somehow, a version of the grand neverrest, somehow outlined in Crayon, appeared behind her.. with a voice full of sunshine coming forth from it and into it as she turned around.. saying "Would this be a bad time to lend a hand", as if somehow by paradox she had tried very hard to pencil in what hatred had destroyed.. in spite of some of the pains she'd known lately. ANd somehow, many of the Incorporateds whom even Wrenchien wondered, as Sunflower took down a whole bunch of the Paderas who aimed enmass.. appeared.. though many of them had Orange hair, as bright as the sun.. and many were see through. "Cuuuuuutee", Francis said as they made their way to where Omeson was sitting.. "NOw how do we tell them all apart?" Crayon said, "We'll just let them decide that when this is all over.. for I know I've been waiting for this for a long time." Attenna girl said.. "I've managed to contain that freak, but I have a bad feeling there's not much individuality in the Incorporateds you restored, Crayon".. "Well, what can I say", Crayon said.. "I'm not real great at artwork, but bringing things to life, well.. THat somehow I'm great at." --- Casey, perhaps on his last legs, saw the sky slowly brighten, and hope return, but indeed, he wondered if he was still losing it anyway, as he felt his life fade away slowly with Shears' last few attacks.. very creative ones that had seemingly been studied for years.. but never really mastered until now.. as Casey, indeed, was being knocked back to the hell of the sea from where Moore had gone in.. and still not come out of. Casey sighed.. "Well.. are you going to finish me, old enemy?", he said as he tried an aerial assault, but he was forced to land on the floor..and kicked to the edge. And Shear said ... "This is your last call.. time to cut more than your hair away and end your hopes of a peaceful slumber." "Not in this lifetime", Casey said, as he saw the strangest vision.. many orange haired girls suddenly run forth, and assaulting shear.. none of whom he really recognized.. and managing to take him down with so many kinds of abilities at once it wasn't even funny.. some of which made Casey shudder as he barely held on and managed to crawl up to depths.. injured and tired.. but ready for what he'd wondered.. would be either his final battle.. or just the beginning of a new one yet to come? Somewhere, he felt Moore vanish into Attenna girl.. into perhaps, a universe of his own where he'd find glory once again.. perhaps forever, even if he came close.. as Casey briefly closed his eyes and Shear.. had a massive stroke, with all his weapons dropping to the deck at once, and the orange haired girls surrounding him backed off.. sighing a great breath of relief. Soon, joined by francis, casey stared into the slowly brightening world as the great evil that was omeson, not sensing Attenna girl nearby, rose from his seat, and shattered the window with one massive punch, roaring and bellowing at the group below, shouting .. "You." as the giant prepared to climb out. "Have denied me my right to bring out Oblivion." Casey replied.. "And you took away one of the few friends I've known was there in spite of it all". And suddenly, as Omeson climbed out of the base, with evil raging in his eyes, a massive hockey stick fell on top of his head, as somehow, he looked up and turned.. and nearly slipping out of the place he stood, looked at all the orange haired girls who stood by.. and saw one of them yell back.. "You shall darken this world a lot less this day, I vow", who wore a robe.. as one sat down on her knees.. and sighed.. "End this". And then, Omeson jumped in the sky, and prepared to land on the group when from behind him, scarves came out of everywhere to grab Omeson and drag him back into his base.. of so many colors that it wasn't funny.. even a few white ones, entangling him in a web so bright and colorful it could drive the imagination wild .. putting him back just as wrenchien piloted the seemingly wierder than ever grand neverrest to pick up the group whenever the battle ended.. and francis indeed, along with attenna girl, floated near the body of Omeson, and lifted it into the sky.. as they channeled the death ray's powers itself into one of life, to fire it off right at omeson in an attempt to finish him.. hopefully forever. Omeson wondered just before he was hit.. "Why was I not aware of this?" A voice said.. "Not all of us are Incorporateds only.. ", said the voice of francis as a final, rainbow scarf dove deep into the center of the rising darkness.... "for most of us do have alliances.. with some other groups out there... who really don't like you very well." As the beam hit Omeson, he let off a massive scream as he rose, and rose, and rose and rose, until indeed it seemed like he was beginning to fall apart from within.. and Omeson screamed as he fell ... "This is not the end". "For you", said Sunflower as she aimed her vines right into the core of Omeson, with so much disdain for all the friends who'd she'd made and fallen.. "I believe it is at long last.. somebody's." Barely a few feet from where he sat watching and hoping that the universe would die, Omeson disintegrated into dust, which billowed, and itself began to disintegrate... as a massive, deep voice came out, saying "I am undone". And Attenna girl said.. "I hope you are. Because people like you make me mad." --- Later that day, Casey, who was near death from the battle, congratulated his group, and indeed, found himself slowly becoming one of the orange-haired girls from some of the aftereffects of the rays that had hit him when he tried to personally take apart the death ray, to ensure that it would be used a lot less in the future to cause harm.. especially if somehow history ever repeated itself as Casey saw a lot of in his final days in quite a few of his lives.. and eras he lived in. "Soo", attenna girl said.. "what are we going to do with all these orange haired girls", she said.. "Because even Speedster, who managed to keep things faltering for evil when it looked its darkest.. seems to be becoming one himself after helping you, Casey". "We can somehow customize them, " Casey thought, "and hope for the best that even if we never can fully restore their originality.. that we can at least return to the shadows as the heros we all were.. and the static that many of us come from in the airwaves out there.. beyond the stars." And as a slowly turning she looked up, and boarded the Grand neverrest, looking so much like something a child would draw, but now somehow brightened in spite of many of the darknesses that went on.. even in dimensions beyond itself.. Casey indeed, wondered about Long-glory, and Long-Gloria, and so many that he thought had indeed left forever to go on forwards.. to a destiny many years into the future.. or into new realities where they might be needed again.. to ensure that the legend would truly never die.. and saw, a brief flicker of hope , as he thought he'd saw something he'd felt was nova-scotia or something.. a being that somehow might have been everything nova and scotia combined might have been.. cross the skies as the base itself slowly sank into the seas.. perhaps to never rise again..and had for one of the few times in his life, satisfaction... that maybe it had been worth the whole strange journey, after all. And somehow.. Casey thought as manhood once again vanished from his being, she ended up wondering.. "Someday, I'm going to have to talk to daydreamer about how she got that powerful , that that big a hockey stick could come from the skies.. but for now, i will dream myself of the future.. without so much evil in it." The ship blasted off into the higher planes as a universe omeson darkened, brightened into peaceful tranquility.. and perhaps into eternity.. as it was crayon herself who closed the opening that the Grand neverrest made.. leaving for better times, and the hopes that even if the Incorporateds themselves would lose their existences along the way... that new heros would always rise to shine in the great beyond of time and space..even in the darkest hours. ---- It is believed Poacher, who'd briefly known some fame in the universe, died soon after after a somber time at a bar where Srig ran, remembering Kingston, of a massive heart attack after years of anonymity.. especially in years to come where the Incorporateds themselves, though rarely seen, still seemed to have a positive influence on the omniverse overall.. even the sad ironic ones where passage to seemed somehow limited.. and escape rare.. but that's another story.