Boratz

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"We interrupt your regularly scheduled programming to make you aware of an important issue that is affecting many around the world today. Hi, my name is Boratz and I want to present a program to you that was prepared by many individuals that you may remember from your childhoods. A few of you may remember that years ago, the Cartoon All-Stars gathered for the single purpose of helping a young man during a time of drug and alcohol abuse. The struggles that he faced were too much for one person the bare, and that is when the Cartoon All-Stars came to bring a sense of relief. The presentation that I want to show you is not about the dangers of alcohol or drug abuse, but something else entirely. Peace, hope, imagination, and child-like wonder are being threatened with each passing day. The rights to opinions and freedoms are being threatened. Ou......" "AHAHAHA! Give it a rest, you little sanctimonious bitch! AHAHAHA!" "I am sorry, I think we might be getting some interference. Please stand by while we take this opportunity to try and address the issue." "There is no interference. This is my prime-time hour, bitch!" "Wait, who said that? Who is there?" "You are not in some shitty Saturday morning cartoon special! AHAHAHA! You are stuck with me!" "Who... Who are you?!" "You are in my world now, bitch! I am your host and your nightmare! Come to Freddy!" "We are not afraid of you! Michael and Corey are not afraid of you!" "AHAHAHAHA! The only thing to fear, is me! Freddy is here, and I got so much to do! Growing up is a bitch, and then you all die!" The television screen in the living room started to flicker before it went completely dark. Michael started to shiver as a cold chill ran down his spine while his heart raced. He pushed himself up from his recliner and slowly made his way toward that television screen that was sitting on top of his parents' media stand. Kneeling to the control box on the television, Michael started pushing the knobs in hopes that he could find another channel. Every channel that he found was of the same grizzly image of that nightmarish creature with burnt skin. In a final effort to be rid of that badly burnt maniac, Michael tried turning off the television completely. Once the screen turned black and he could see his reflect, Michael closed his eyes and let out a steady sigh of relief. His heartbeat started to slow as he started a breathing exercise that he was taught in a recent therapy session. Opening his eyes, he looked back at that dark screen on the television set. With only a split second, Michael jumped back as quickly as he could. Within the dark screen, he saw a clawed hand coming straight at him. The blades busted through the screen and shards of the television screen fell around the young teenager. He started panting as his heart started beating even faster than before. His skin was cold, but lines of sweat ran down his head. He then watched as that burnt figure climbed out of his parents' television set and stood up tall in his living room. Michael's eyes were wide as he looked upon the nightmarish creature that had come out of his screen. The young teenager was at a loss for words as he was overcome by fear. With what strength he could muster, the teenager started pushing himself away from the burnt monster that was before him. Breathing heavily and panting, the teenager turned back to see if he could find something to help him escape the terrifying creature. All the while, he could hear the burnt man laughing. "What is the matter, champ? Cat got your tongue!" Freddy mocked while reaching into his tattered dark pants. The burnt figured pulled something out and threw it down at the young teenager. Michael let out a gasp as he looked over a bloodied tongue landing next to his side. The young teenager closed his eyes tight before letting out a blood-curdling scream. Instantly, Michael felt a couple hands grabbing onto his arms. He kicked and he screamed while struggling to break free from the tight grips. Suddenly, he opened his eyes and saw his parents trying to calm him down. Michael was able to stand up and stumbled back against a wall. A cold sweat came over him as he started breathing heavily. His mom and dad looked on with worried looks as they tried to steadily approach their young son. "What is it, Michael? Are you okay?" His dad asked while putting out his hand. "One moment, you fell asleep on the couch then the next moment, you were screaming." His mom said with a worried tone. "It..." Michael paused before thinking over what all had transpired. "It was just a nightmare." "You had us worried, champ." His dad replied. Hearing those words, Michael shot a questionable look at his dad. "Wh... What did you say?" "You had us worried." His mom interjected while gently grabbing Michael's shoulder. "No... No... What did you call me?" Michael asked while looking at his dad. "Champ... I've called you that since.... Well, since before you could crawl." His dad said with a dumbfounded expression. "It is probably nothing." Michael said while shaking his head. "I may just need a glass of water." "Sure, I will go get it for you." His dad said before heading to the kitchen. Michael's mom smiled while looking at him with those warm maternal eyes that brought him comfort when he was younger. "We are so proud of how far you have come." She said while gently rubbing his shoulder. "I know that this move has not been easy, but you are stronger than you realize." Michael patted his mom's hand before turning to look out the window. Looking over the neighbor's houses, his gaze moved toward the street sign on the corner of the road. He saw the name Elm Street before hearing his dad approaching with the glass of water. Michael reached back for the glass of water and took a sip. He closed his eyes while taking a few calming breaths. "One, two, Freddy's coming for you. Three, four, better lock your door. Five, six, grab your crucifix. Seven, eight, gonna stay up late. Nine, ten, never sleep again..." Michael's younger sister, Corey sang while playing with a stuffed animal of Winnie the Pooh. Michael's eyes shot open as they slowly turned toward Corey. "Where did you hear that?" Michael asked suspiciously. "What?" Corey asked while turning to look at her brother. "Where did you hear that song?" Michael asked while started to feel that same sense of dread come over him once again. "I... I don't know... I think I heard it from some kids." "WHERE?" Michael yelled. "HEY! Hey, maybe it is time you head to bed, champ!" Michael's dad said with a commanding voice. "Yeah, you have had a long day." Michael's mom added. "Are you sure you do not need one of us to stay home tonight?" Michael shook his head and reassured both of his parents that he was alright. Despite being worried about their son, Michael and Corey's parents had to leave for work as they were covering the night shifts at their jobs. After making sure that both of their children were alright, the parents left them behind under Michael's watch. After putting his sister to bed, Michael headed to his bedroom. Once he walked inside, he sauntered over toward his bed. Before sitting down on his bed, the young teenager started glancing around at several items that were sprawled throughout the room. Sitting on his nightstand, he saw a comic book of the Smurfs. Michael reached over for that comic and looked down at the artwork paint on the cover. Taking a deep breath and letting out a steady sigh, the young teenager gazed over the image of Papa Smurf. "I need you... I need you, Papa Smurf..." Michael said while pressing the comic against his chest. He then looked over the other items in the room. Looking over at an image of Alf in a picture frame and Garfield in a lamp, Michael started feeling at ease. He stood up from his bed to look over the image of Alvin and the Chipmunks on a records sleep and Kermit the Frog on an alarm clock next to that Smurf's comic book. An action figure of Michelangelo and Peter Venkman from the Real Ghostbusters sat on his bed. Michael nodded before rubbing his hands against his face. "I need all of you, guys! I need your help like you helped me before." Suddenly, Papa Smurf emerged from the pages of that comic book that sat on his nightstand. He, along with several other Smurfs jumped down onto Michael's bed. "We never left your side, laddy." Papa Smurf said with assurance. "So, what's up, doc? What seems to be the issue?" Bugs Bunny asked while leaning against the closet door. "There's something..." Michael paused while thinking about the monster that was after him in his nightmares. "There is something after me! In my nightmares!" "Who is that?" Alf asked while reaching over to push Garfield to wake up. "He said his name is Freddy... Freddy Krueger." Michael replied as he started to shiver. The Cartoon All-Stars gasped as they looked up in shock. "Oh, brother." Winnie the Pooh said with worry. "He is going to call down a heffalump!" "Don't none of you get to worryin'!" Baloo from Talespin said with a large grin. "We will take care of you, champ!" The large bear said while throwing his paw around Michael. "I think he is after Corey, too." Michael said with a panic. "We will take care of her too, little man! We are lean, we are not all green, but we are mean!" Michelangelo exclaimed. "Yeah, we will wait right here in this nice and cozy bed." Peter Venkman said while laying back in Michael's bed. Looking down at the sleeping Ghostbuster, Garfield jumped down on top of Peter's stomach. Peter let out a grunt while looking at the large, orange cat. "Hey, what is the big idea?" Peter asked. "You sound familiar..." Garfield replied before curling up against Michael's pillow. "You must hate Mondays, too!" Before Peter could respond; Papa Smurf, Mickey Mouse, and Alf stood before the Cartoon-All Stars. "We don't have long; we need to find a way to rescue Michael and Corey from this wretched being!" Papa Smurf commanded. "There are more of us here this time than there were before. We need to spread out and make sure that this house is protected!" Alf added. "From what I can gather, this Freddy attacks you in your dreams. We are going to have to get him out of the dream world and get him far away from here." Brainy Smurf said while adjusting his glasses. "Well, if know if half the battle, then we certainly have half of this battle won!" Flint from the G.I. Joes said while crossing his arms over his chest. Michael watched as some of the Cartoon All-Stars started making their way throughout the house. A couple of the other Cartoon All-Stars headed outside of the outside to patrol the neighborhood. While hopeful that the Cartoon All-Stars could protect him and his sister from the evil clutches of Freddy Krueger, Michael hesitantly climbed into his bed. He looked over at Peter Venkman sitting on a chair in the corner of his room. Garfield was perched in his lap while his Proton pack sat quietly next to his chair. Huey, Dewey, and Louie walked around alongside the jacket wearing Baloo. Alvin and the Chipmunks waited outside the room alongside Mickey Mouse. There it was, this house in the middle of the neighborhood. A house that sat off the infamous neighborhood of Elm Street. Early on, I told you that a presentation would be in store that included the Cartoon All-Stars. These All-Stars span from fond childhood memories to countless Saturday adventures. Cartoon All-Stars new and old have banded together once again. The question is, will it be enough? This story is that of what was and is to come from early childhood dreams to the nightmares of adulthood. As you read this, it is up to you to decide if the Cartoon All-Stars can protect young Michael and his sister, Corey from the nightmarish Freddy Krueger. It is up to you to decide if the innocence of childhood heroes can defeat the nightmarish enemies of adulthood.

So, I was going to try and do a rated battle with Grendel vs Grendel King, but I have lost motivation to finish. I may still pick it up eventually, but right now just don't feel like it. The premise would have followed the early parts of the Beowulf story. Beowulf and his companions stay at the mead-hall. Then they are attacked by the Grendel. Both are unaware that a Yautja is also on the hunt. Eventually, Beowulf and Grendel team up to defeat the Predator. After parting ways, Grendel is kidnapped by bad blood predators and taken to the arena in Killer of Killers. Grendel faces off against a couple opponents only to be forced to face off against Grendel King afterwards.

As the story goes, Beowulf has traveled with his companion to Denmark to face off against the monstrosity that is the Grendel. After a night of celebration and laughter, Beowulf lies down to drift off the sleep. With the noise that came from the mead-hall, he knew that the monster would come. After being lured in by the harrowing sounds, the Grendel busted through the door of the mead-hall and started attacking Beowulf's men. The warrior jumped to his feet to face off against the legendary beast, but both of them were unaware that another presence had descended down from the stars in the sky. The Grendel King Predator swiftly slaughtered Beowulf's companions and then turned his attention to Beowulf and the Grendel. In an all out battle, which warrior will be the last one standing?

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Chapter 67: Evil on the Bayou Previously New Orleans, LA There was too much noise and too many people. From kids drumming with paint buckets to adults singing jazz in the street corners, this city was crowded. Groups of drunken people stumbled around after hours of drinking the hardest of liquors while others mellowed out with an assortment of drugs that they found in different parties. It was a city of partying and tradition that a great many had flocked to over the years, but it was one that did not capture the fancy of one individual. While walking past the hordes of mindless tourist, this individual had an unamused frown imprinted on her face. Over the decades, this woman had gone by many names, but she was genuinely known simply as the Bride. Created as a companion to a monster that was given life many years ago, this Bride did not find much joy in what others had. Over the decades, she spent most of her time disgusted by humanity. She spent her time running from the companion that she was created for, and she spent her time hating this life that she was given. In fact, up until recently, she had no purpose. It was not until recently; she found purpose in this world. She had even grown to care for someone. While this person that she had grown to care for was taken from this life, the Bride continued on her new path of purpose. After given the responsibility of leading a team of similar individuals, the Bride had taken a much-needed vacation. Despite her free range of anywhere she could have gone in the world, the Bride chose this place. It was a decision that she quickly came to regret as she looked around at the crowds. She had little interest in the cuisine and the sights were nothing to get hyped about. The only thing that she found of any interests were the variety of drinks. She drank until she grew bored of her surroundings then proceeded to find somewhere else to drink. This vacation was boring and eventful, but it was not without purpose. That purpose was at the bottom of the bottles that she drank. After another full night of this binge drinking, the Bride made her way back to the hotel. While the city seemed filthy, this hotel was at least somewhat clean. She scoffed and scowled while sauntering past the bellhop. While making her way toward the elevator door, the Bride's eyes caught the sight of a young girl. The small girl looked up at the strange pale woman in red. The Bride rolled her eyes while turning her attention toward the elevator door. She pressed her finger against the elevator button in hopes that it would speed things along. Feeling that young girl continuing to stare at her, the Bride scoffed once again turned her dark eyes down toward the young child. "It is rude to stare!" The Bride said with sharp glare. "I am sorry, I am just waiting for my mommy! We came here to visit because this is where my daddy was from!" The young girl said optimistically. "And I suppose your daddy is out with one of his female friends." The Bride scoffed. "No, he died." The young girl replied. The Bride sighed while shaking her head ever so slightly. "I do apologize. I would assume that is not an easy thing to go through." "It is okay, we came to see all of his favorite places. We had some extra beignets if you want one." The young girl said while holding out a white paper bag. The Bride reluctantly reached out to grab the bag. Before she could say anything, the chirping sound of the elevator came over them. The Bride then heard another female voice approaching. "Nina, please do not bother the other guests!" The older female voice said as she reached down to scoop up her daughter in her arms. The Bride stopped for a moment as her jaw dropped open. She started to reflect on the friend that she lost when she first joined the Creature Commandos. The way that young girl looked up at her was the same was that Nina looked at her. It was look that was not of judgement or fear, but of pure innocence. The Bride cleared her throat as she looked at the girl's mother. "It is quite alright." The Bride said softly. It took her a moment to regain her composure, but she finally found the words to respond, "What floor?" "Floor 6... Thank you!" The mother replied while stepping into the elevator with her small child. "Oh, that is my floor." The Bride said unenthusiastically. "Maybe, we will see each other again!" The young Nina said while looking into the eyes of the Bride. "I certainly hope not." The Bride replied quietly as she waited patiently for the elevator doors to open to the sixth floor. It was quiet for the rest of the way up. As the Bride headed to her room, she heard the young girl say goodbye before she could make it to her door. The Bride stopped and felt that same small paper bag grow heavier in her hands. She glanced down at the bag and then turned her eyes toward the mother and daughter. "Why did you give this to me?" The Bride asked. "My daddy used to say that beignets can make people happy!" Nina replied with a warm grin. "What makes you think that I am not happy?" The Bride asked. "Because you look sad." Nina replied before her and her mother headed into their room. The Bride quietly opened her door and sauntered inside her hotel room. She threw down the paper bag of sugary coated beignets and let out a small groan. A strange feeling started lurking within her as she shook her head and glared at the white paper bag. A part of her almost wished that large dimwitted stalker of hers would show up to make things a little more interesting. The Bride sighed while sauntered over to that white paper bag. She reached down into the bag and pulled out one of the left-over powder sugar pastries. She squinched her face while taking a bit of the beignets. Immediately, the Bride spit out the sugar-coated dessert and reached into the hotel mini bar for a small bottle of whiskey. Gulping down the hard liquor, the Bride gazed over at that white paper bag. "Disgusting..." She hissed while grabbing the bag and throwing it down in the trash. The Bride laid down on her bed with the bottle of whiskey in her hand. She thought about that little girl and the friend that she once had. Her memories started reflecting back on Victor and the time that they shared. The leader of the Creature Commandos slowly closed her dark eyes while drifting off to sleep. Later... A powerful sound fell over the entire city. The windows rattled while the floors shook. Waking up, the young Nina fell from her bed. Hitting against the cold floor of the hotel room, she slowly pulled herself up to her feet. She tried calling out for her mom, but a sound from outside took her attention away. She crept over to the window and looked out into the city. Her eyes widened in fright once she saw dark figures running along the streets. As her eyes shifted up, she saw disembodied images of ghosts and specters wreaking havoc from all around. Closing the curtain, the young girl ran back to the bed while crying out for her mom. There was no answer. She then heard a whimpering from the other room. The young girl wiped away the tears from her face and started making her way toward the door that led to the room that her mother was sleeping in. Nina pushed the door and listened as it squeaked open. While dimly lit, her mom was nowhere in sight. The faint whimpering grew a little louder once she realized that it was coming from the bathroom. Nina called out for her mom once again while slowly approaching the bathroom. There was no answer. Opening the door of the bathroom, Nina peered inside and that the room was filled with steam from the running shower. The young girl squinted her eyes while trying to look through the steam and at the figure standing inside the shower. The figure resembled her mother, but there was something that was keeping her face from view. Calling out to her mom once again, the young girl's heart started to race while hoping her mom would make everything alright. The whimpering soon faded and the shower came to a sudden stop. After the shower stopped, the steam started to clear and the face of the woman in the shower started to appear. The figure in the shower turned her head toward the direction of the young girl standing in the doorway. Nina almost gasped as she heard the sound of bones cracking as the head of the figure turned in an abnormal way. She could see the disfigured face of her mom plastered upon the figure in the shower. The woman in the shower answered. "Your mommy is rotting with the maggots now..." The woman said in a disembodied voice that sent shivers down Nina's spine. Nina turned and ran as fast as she could toward the exit door of the hotel room. She could hear the woman scurrying around in the bathroom while seeing the door in front of her. With her eyes filled with tears and her face swollen from crying, she reached up to the door knob. Before she could grab the door, it sprang open and she gasped at the sight before her. A dark figure stood in the doorway with a face that appeared skinless and even twisted. The eyes of this figure were bulging while a hideous smile formed across its face. Nina staggered back as she heard coming from the direction of the bathroom. She glanced over and saw what used to be her mother standing in the entrance of the bathroom door. While stumbling back, the young girl heard a tapping sound from behind. Nina glanced back and her jaw dropped at what she saw. The chair in the corner of the room started to move toward her. It was as if the wooden legs under the chair had come to life and moved as if they were actual legs. It crawled toward the frighten young girl as if it were possessed by something from beyond this world. Nina jumped out of the way and pushed herself back into a corner. There was nowhere to run. There was nowhere to go. The tears rolled down her swollen cheeks and dropped down onto her clothes. She was all alone. She sobbed and begged for them to leave her alone, but that man with the twisted face stepped closer toward her. He started to laugh while approaching the young girl. "You will be joining your dear ol' mom soon enough!" He exclaimed before a loud crashing sound come from behind. The demonic creatures stopped and glanced back at the crashing sound. They washed while a female figure busted through the door and quickly moved between them and the young girl. "Who the hell are you?!" The creature that was possessing Nina's mother asked in a frightening voice. "I would not worry about that. You will let us walk out of here before I get upset." The Bride replied while reach down to help Nina to her feet. "Oh, I know exactly who you are..." the man with the twisted face said before breaking out into a demonic laughter. "You must be very desperate and lonely to fight for such a small pathetic creature. After everyone you have lost, you still feel like you can protect this piece of meat." Evil Ash said while gesturing at the young girl. "It doesn't matter much about what I think. What matters is what I am going to do to you and every single one of you that get in our way!" The Bride replied with a piercing stare. "You will be joining that rotted fish stick and little ol' Victor soon enough!" Evil Ash mocked while circling around the Bride and the young girl. The Bride's gaze turned from Evil Ash to Nina's possessed mother. She then heard the sounds of other possessed creatures approaching the room. Turning her gaze down to the young girl, the Bride softly said, "I need you to stay by my side and do what I say." Meanwhile, Standing on the roof of the LaLaurie Mansion, the Mummy watched while Doctor Facilier started the ritual that would open cross rips all over the world. Imhotep unleashed the Army of Anubis upon New Orleans and raised an army of deadites from the Necronomicon Ex-Mortis. With the other ancient books in his possession, he then opened a doorway to the Underworld that allowed spirits and poltergeists to roam the streets. The former High Priest of Osiris watched from high up while the city started to fall. With a look of satisfaction, the Mummy felt that victory was all but certain while looking over the devastation that was coming upon the world. His enemies would surely fall at the hands of his armies. While he watched over his armies moved throughout the surrounding city, he felt a presence from behind. His smile and look of satisfaction soon faded before turning to face the one that came to meet him. His dark eyes fell upon that beautiful woman that he had seen earlier. The woman whose beauty was otherworldly and held a part far beyond the natural order. While she stood with a soft and delicate smile, the Mummy could sense a strength within her that was far greater than what she presented. With a cold and emotionless stare, Imhotep looked upon Akivasha and scowled. "What are you doing here?" Imhotep asked. "I am impressed by the army that you have raised." Akivasha said while stepping closer toward the Mummy. "I will not ask again. What are you doing here?" Imhotep asked. "I know you do not believe me, and I can understand your reasons..." Akivasha said while circling around the former High Priest. "I am here to help you in your quest. I sense that there are some under your command that do not fully support you. I want you to know that I support you and I am here for you." The Sorceress Queen rubbed her hands along Imhotep's chest. "As a sign of my commitment to you, I have brought you a gift." The Sorceress leaned into to kiss the Mummy's lips. Still consumed by the betrayal of Anck-su-namun, Imhotep leaned away from the Sorceress. He rolled his eyes and stared at the Priestess. "I..." Imhotep said before looking away from the Priestess. "I do not need anything from you." "It is simply a gift, my lord." Akivasha said before disappearing. The former High Priest of Osiris sighed before looking back at the war-torn city. A smirk formed on the side of his cheeks as he looked over the world and thought about all that had transpired. In the destruction of this world, his kingdom was going to rise. He felt something lurking inside of him that he had not felt in a long time. He felt a connection. ****************************** While Michael Nantz and his platoon of Marines face off against the Army of Anubis, Imhotep has also unleashed legions of deadites from the Necronomicon Ex-Mortis. A group of deadites being led by Evil Ash have invaded a hotel in New Orleans and are after a young girl. Meanwhile in this same hotel, the Bride is staying there for vacation. After meeting this same young girl, the Bride has decided to protect her. Can the Bride rescue the young girl from a hotel full of deadites, or will she lose another friend? The Bride has a pair of Beretta 76 pistols. Evil Ash is armed with a machete and had at least 6 deadites under his command.

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Chapter 66: Operation Armageddon "BREAKING NEWS: If you are tuning in, we are receiving reports of a boil outbreak in Italy. It is unclear currently as to what is causing this massive outbreak or what Italy's plan is for combating this outbreak. This news follows our recent report regarding rivers across several Asians countries being filled with blood. While it is unknown what is causing this phenomenon, we have been informed that the World Health Organization has been working around the clock to find the source of this water contamination. There have been many speculations that terror groups have been responsible for this event, but nothing has been confirmed. We have also gotten word that countries throughout North and South America have been experiencing a large infestation of locusts and gnats. Local officials have issued warnings about ways to protect your homes and animals during this chaotic time. As these stories continue to unfold, we will keep you updated and informed..." Looking over the golden bracelet of Anubis covering his wrist, Imhotep had reflected on his battle against the Vampire King. His dark and soulless eyes were emotionless while remembering his victory over Dracula. The Vampire King fought as hard as he could, but he was no match for the former High Priest of Osiris. Imhotep had taken possession of the powerful bracelet along with the Books of the Living and the Dead. Leaving Castle Dracula behind, the Mummy set his sights on raising the Army of Anubis and using the Books to control an army of the dead. Traveling across the globe, Imhotep spread his plagues across the lands. From a distance, he watched over the plagues that he spread across the different countries. Nations began to panic with the plagues that were spread by the former High Priest. In their state of panic and fear, Imhotep believed that he could unleash his armies upon the globe for total domination. While working on spreading his plagues across the nations, he received a message from someone that he had heard about during his imprisonment in the Underworld. Initially, the former High Priest was reluctant to respond the message, but Imhotep changed his mind once he found himself in the presence of Lock, Stock and Barrel. The frightening minions of the King of All Bug came before the powerful Mummy. While mischievous, Oogie Boogie's minions presented the message to Imhotep. With a look of disdain, the Mummy glared down at the mischievous minions then turned his dark eyes over the message that they had brought to him. Knowing that the Bug King could prove to be a worthy servant, the Mummy relented in accepting the invitation to meet Oogie Boogie. Lock, Shock, and Barrel all looked on with fright as Imhotep's body quickly transformed into a cloud of sand. In a blink of an eye, the sand had moved high up into the sky and quickly disappeared. The three minions of Oogie Boogie looked at one another before scurrying away. They danced and cheered while running through the alleyways of a nearby street. Despite the chaos caused by the ongoing plagues, the three mischievous minions celebrated their success. From causing mishaps to unsuspecting civilians to creating trouble, the three mischievous beings spread their own form of suffering. New Orleans, LA High over the city of New Orleans, a cloud of sand descended upon the streets. Forming into a humanlike figure, the Mummy walked along the streets. Passing by drunken crowds of partiers and an assortment of street scammers, Imhotep scowled with disgust. He soon found himself heading toward a building that was littered with an assortment of bugs. Without a second thought, the Mummy sauntered inside the building that carried a fowl stench that drew away most unwanted guests. Imhotep soon walked into a room where a small round table. Sitting around this table were two humanoid figures. One of the figures was a man in a bright purple suit. He wore a long hat above his head and had a cane leaning his side. The other was a figure covered in a large burlap sack. The man in purple turned his dark eyes toward Imhotep and a large grin formed across his cheeks. "Welcome to our humble abode!" The man in purple said while stretching out his arms. The figure covered with the burlap sack rose to his feet and turned toward the former High Priest of Osiris. "You have been a very hard man to track down!" "What is it that you want..." Imhotep said with a cold expression while staring deep into the face of the figure in the burlap sack. "Oogie Boogie?" "I am surprised you know of me." Oogie Boogie replied. "In the deepest pits of the Underworld, many had spoken of you... I am aware of you both... Now, what do you want?" Imhotep asked. "We have brought an offering. We want to be friends." Dr. Facilier asked while reaching into his jacket. "You do not have any friends, Facilier..." Imhotep scoffed while turning his dark eyes towards the Shadow Man. "Well, maybe you can change that!" Facilier exclaimed while taking out the Necronomicon Ex-Mortis from inside his jacket. "Where did you get that?" Imhotep asked while his eyes widened. "Now, that is a story indeed..." Oogie Boogie remarked before clearing his throat. "One that we will share with you, if you are willin' to be friends." "What is it that you are wanting?" Imhotep asked. "Like we said, we jus' want to be friends!" Oogie Boogie chuckled before circling around the former High Priest of Osiris. "We are well aware of your power and the items that you have acquired. With the Necronomicon, you can raise an army of deadites to do your bidding. Along with the army of Anubis that you can control with that nice little piece of bling around your wrist..." Oogie Boogie said while gesturing down at Imhotep's wrist, "And the ability to lead an army of the dead with those books that you have, we will be unstoppable." "What make you think that I will not kill the both of you and take the Necronomicon?" Imhotep asked. "Oh, you definitely could but that would not make us friends... Now, would it?" Oogie Boogie replied. "We have something to offer you besides this little old book here." Dr. Facilier added. "And what is that?" Imhotep asked. "In my studies of the dark magic and my own imprisonment in the Other Side, I learned a couple spells or two." Dr. Facilier said with a smirk. "Enough with the games and tell me what you can offer!" Imhotep demanded. "I can open Cross-Rips all across this green and blue planet. Your armies can either be here, there, or anywhere at any given time... Of course, it will take a little bit of time and a ritual, but I have nothing but time." Dr. Facilier replied. Imhotep thought for a moment before turning his eyes back to the two beings. "You two can be my advisors in the world to come." Facilier and Oogie Boogie glanced at one another before turning their attention back to the Mummy. "Sounds like we have a deal." Oogie Boogie said with a smile. "Gather what you need for this ritual... Soon the armies will rise from the ashes, and they will march across all of the kingdoms of this world. I will lay siege to this land and my kingdom will rise from the sands." Imhotep declared with waving his hand out and gesturing at the city outside. Facilier and Oogie Boogie left the Mummy behind to search for the items needed for the inner dimensional cross-rips. While alone in this rotted building, Imhotep stood in silence for a moment before sensing a powerful presence. He turned his gazed toward a connecting hallway. There was a darkness that lurked within the hallway that kept him from seeing deeper inside of it. He soon saw the outline of a woman appearing from the darkness. His eyes widened in shock as his body went completely still. "Anck-su-namun." He said gently while remembering their love and her betrayal. The former High Priest did not understand how she escaped the Underworld after he left her there to rot. The female figure emerged from the darkness and to his astonishment, he learned that it was not his former lover. The woman that stood before him had reddish hair and soft skin. Her beauty was otherworldly, and the power extended beyond most of the natural world. "As you can see, I am not Anck-su-namun but I can promise that I can offer more than she ever could." the woman said with an intoxicating smile. "Who are you?" Imhotep asked while regaining his composure. "My name is Akivasha, the former Empress of Acheron." The beautiful woman responded while stepping closer toward the Mummy. The Mummy looked down while remembering the legends of Acheron and the Witch Queen that was banished long before him. Imhotep's eyes soon shifted back toward the Witch Queen that once ruled over Acheron. "Why are you here?" "After you escaped from the Underworld and defeated that... Vampire King..." Akivasha said mockingly. "My life was restored. I found that I was drawn to you." "Drawn to me... For what?" Imhotep asked. "To rule alongside you." Akivasha replied. "Those fools that you have doing your bidding will only fail you, but I will never fail you." Imhotep frowned while remembering the betrayal that he endured all those years ago. He shook his head before turning away from the demonic Witch Queen. "Depart from me, witch." "As you wish but I assure you that I will be here for you when the time comes." Akivasha replied while walking up to the Mummy and gently kissing him on the cheek. "Together, we can rule over all these insignificant beings." She said boastfully before disappearing in the shadows. "BREAKING NEWS: The city of New Orleans and all of Orleans Parish is experiencing a blackout. Currently, it is unknown if this is part of a terrorist attack or some bizarre anomaly. We have received reports of strange animal sightings, but nothing has been confirmed at this time. President Victoria Neuman has deployed the National Guard and Marines into Louisiana as part of a search and rescue operation. As this story continues to develop, we will keep you informed and updated as everything continues to unfold. From a statement released from the White House, they are urging citizens in the Orleans parish to stay calm and head to the nearest safe zone. So, with everyone here at WHiH World News, we want to pass along our support to the people of New Orleans in any way possible. Good luck as these events continue to unfold..." Sitting inside the military helicopter, the hands of Second Lieutenant William Martinez started to tremble as the helicopter flew closer toward their destination. He started thinking about his wife and the life of the child that they would soon have. He closed his eyes while reflecting on the family that was waiting for him back at him. As the helicopter shook violently, the Lieutenant opened his eyes and looked around at the men in his platoon. Letting out a sigh, his eyes soon shifted and move across the cabin toward the season Staff Sergeant under his command, Michael Nantz. He had heard countless stories of the battles that Nantz had participated in and the many heroics that he displayed in the battlefield. While Martinez did not know what they were heading in to, he was somewhat relieved that he had a Staff Sergeant like Nantz in his platoon. Despite this feeling, Martinez had an uneasy feeling come over him. Reaching into his pocket, he gazed over a photo of his wife along with a letter that he had prepared for her. He brought the photo up to his lips and kissed it before burying back into his pocket. As the helicopter prepared for a landing, Martinez jumped to his feet and immediately made his way outside of the military transport. He did his best to lead by example as he ran out into the battlefield. Nantz was not too far behind him, followed by the rest of the men in his platoon. Martinez watched as the helicopter started lifting into the air before turning his attention to his men. Before he could gift any orders to the men in his platoon, they heard an overpowering sound from up above. The Marines looked up into the sky and saw what appeared to be some kind of flying entity moving fast through the air. Martinez’s eyes widen once he saw apparition fly into the helicopter. His blood ran cold as his jaw dropped. The helicopter started spinning around in all directions and soon crashed into a nearby building. After the explosion, the men in the platoon started cursing and yelling while Martinez stood in shock. His shock soon faded after Staff Sergeant Nantz grabbed him and shook him back to reality. The seasoned Marine was able to calm down the rest of the Marines while bringing Martinez back to the situation that they were in. Glaring into the eyes of the seasoned Staff Sergeant, the Second Lieutenant felt his composure return. “What are our orders, Lieutenant?!” Nantz screamed. “We are to rendezvous with a group of Airmen…” Martinez grunted before clearing his throat. “There are a group of civilians trapped in the French Quarter. We have less than 2 hours to get them to safety and await evac.” “YOU HEARD HIM MARINES!” Nantz shouted while turning toward the rest of the platoon. “Move your asses!” As they started to move through the streets of the battle torn New Orleans, Martinez took a deep breath and marched forward. While moving, a sharp pain pierced through his back and came out through his chest. Looking down in horror, he saw a blade sitting out through his chest. Blood started dripping down his chin as he looked up and saw the last thing that he would ever see. It was a jackal-like creature standing over him. It let out a terrifying scream before removing the blade from his body. Martinez fell to his knees while feeling his strength fade away. He could hear the Marines in his platoon shout as they turned their attention toward the beast that attacked him. With what little strength that he had left, Martinez lifted his rifle and shot down the jackal. The creature turned into a cloud of black sand before it blew away with the breeze. Nantz ran toward the Lieutenant and wrapped his arms around him. “I got you, Lieutenant. I got you. You are going to be okay.”Nantz said while holding his commanding officer. “No…” Martinez said while struggling to breathe. “Lead these men…” He said while reaching into his pocket. Taking out the note that he wrote to his wife, he pushed it against the Staff Sergeant’s chest. While struggling to breathe, he gave one last command. “Rescue the civilians… Get our boys home...” With one final breath, Martinez look up into the sky and passed away. Nantz nodded while gently resting Martinez’ body against the warm pavement. He then turned his attention to the rest of the platoon. “We need to get moving! There are civilians that need our help!” Nantz ordered while trying to be strong for the rest of the Marines. The Marines in the platoon looked down at the officer in shock before nodding and moving forward. It was not long until they came across Technical Sergeant Elena Santos with the United States Air Force and the group of civilians locked away in one of the buildings in the French Quarter. “Where are the rest of the Airmen?” Nantz asked as he stood before the Technical Sergeant. “Those…” Elena said before pausing and trying to wrap her head around the situation. “Those dog things killed them. They are everywhere. They just keep coming!” “How long before evac comes?” Nantz asked. “About an hour… Hour and a half.” Elena replied. “We have to hold these things off long enough until help gets here.” Nantz said while turning around to face his platoon. The seasoned Marine gave out the orders while looking around the area. Past the smoke, he could see armies of these creatures closing in on them. They had to fight back and hold them off long enough until air support arrived. They had to survive. ******************** This battle takes place in the French Quarter of New Orleans, LA. Imhotep has unleashed multiple armies upon the city; Army of Anubis, ghosts, and deadites. Michael Nantz has taken over a platoon of Marines after the death of Lieutenant Martinez and is tasked with rescuing a group of civilians from the Army of Anubis. They have an hour and half before air support arrives to take away the civilians. Can Nantz and Marines hold them off or will they perish at the hands

I totally agree I would say that my only arguments for Drac would be that he has been "alive" longer and could probably amass an army of vampires. I say alive longer because while the Mummy was either trapped in his curse or banished in the underworld, Dracula is out and about. I think it'd make for an interesting story if he tried to gain different abilities during that time period rather than just fawning over Mina.

Hope you all enjoy I'm kind of surprised that this one has not happened before.

Chapter 65: A Growing Darkness Previously Cairo, Egypt The world had changed since his imprisonment in the Underworld. After escaping the Underworld and returning to the land of the living, Imhotep had sought out to understand this strange new world that surrounded him. Upon his return to the land of the living, the former High Priest of Osiris was met by the Mistress of All Evil. Maleficent, the Dark Fairy, promised Imhotep the power that he craved in exchange for him helping her and her friends in a war that would spread across all the stars in the sky. Before the former High Priest could decide, the Mistress of Evil gave him the opportunity to become familiar with this new world that Imhotep found himself in. From the congested streets to the dependency on technology, the Mummy was disgusted by all that surrounded him. Reflecting on his adversaries, the O’Connell’s, Imhotep felt himself admiring the strength of his old nemesis. Now, he was surrounding by weakness. Wandering through the streets of Cairo, the former High Priest tried to understand the fulfillment that these meaningless beings craved. In his journey and search for answers, the Mummy could not find answers that he was searching for. Humanity had grown weak and foolish throughout the years. They did not seek strength or power but were slaves to the technology that they had in their possession. They were sheep to false leaders in a world that had become broken over time. It did not take long for the former High Priest to realize that this world needed to change. No longer driven by love and the weakness that he once had with Anck-su-namun, Imhotep was going to seek out the power to change this planet in his own image. The former High Priest was going to take his rightful place as a ruler. After declining Maleficent’s offer for him to join the ranks within the Council of Darkness, she left the former High Priest behind. The Mistress of Evil took the Books of the Living and Dead, along with the Bracelet of Anubis. Despite not having these tools that would ultimately help him in his quest for power, Imhotep sought out to regain his power. He had to find the new keepers of the cursed Canopic Jars and drain them of their organs. Being drawn to the jars, the former High Priest found that the jars were kept in a museum in Cairo. It took time for Imhotep to break through the barriers of the museum as it enchanted by an assortment of relics that were collected over the ages. Once he found himself standing before the display case of the Canopic Jars, Imhotep stared down at them and reflected on his previous exploits against the O’Connell’s. The Mummy’s first clenched tightly while remembering his former enemies. While reflecting on his past defeats, Imhotep smashed his fist through the thick display glass that was before him. Alarms rang while lights flashed throughout the exhibit. It was not long until the museum’s curator stormed into the exhibit alongside a couple security guards. “What is the meaning of this?!” The curator demanded while staring at the robed figure that busted through the display. Imhotep turned back to face the curator and the responding guards. As they saw the robed figure’s skinless face, each one of them gasped. The former High Priest opened his mouth to an abnormal level as he approached the men. Their screams pierced through the rest of the museum until they quickly faded away. Restored to his former glory, the Mummy glanced down at the lifeless bodies of the curator and the other guards. A cold smirk formed on the side of his face before he heard others approaching. Before leaving, the former High Priest saw something sitting on display with the corner of his eyes. He smirked while reaching for the Sceptor of Osiris. Gripping it tight in his hands, the Mummy smiled while looking over the ancient weapon. Before the other guards could approach, the former High Priest of Osiris turned to sand. In a cloud of sand and dust, he departed from the museum that held so many ancient relics. The former High Priest had plans that were far from here. He had plans to retrieve the Books of the Living and of the Dead. He had plans to obtain the Bracelet of Anubis and lead his armies across the farthest reaches of this planet. Carpathian Mountains Sitting high on a cliff and surrounded by trees, a castle sat that was a mystery to most. Stories and legends were passed down from one generation to the next regarding the history of this castle. Fables of the dead and the horrors that resided within kept most at a distance. Consumed by fears, many that lived in the surrounding areas were far too afraid to speak of the castle itself. Within this ancient home, there were walls that were broken, and the floors were covered in dust. A great many shadows dwelled within the broken walls while winds blew a cold air through the battered casements and broken battlements. Despite the apparent age of this ancient place, the rooms were furnished with exquisite items of immense value. The table service is of gold while the curtains and upholstery of chairs were of the costliest of fabrics. Most, if not all the furniture were centuries old but maintained in an excellent order. Within the walls of this cold and ancient castle, there was a being from legend itself. A being shrouded in mystery with a history that was covered in blood and death. This being, Count Dracula sparked fear throughout the lands. Many had feared to walk out of their homes and even more feared to speak his name. He was a nightmare and plagued for all that were unfortunate enough to come across him. This monster, Dracula, had become known the farthest reaches of the Earth. While many were overwhelmed with fear regarding the legend of the Vampire King, others sought to bring an end to the horror that was Count Dracula. Throughout the ages, hunters traveled from the farthest reaches of the globe to put an end to this walking undead nightmare. Despite all who had come to confront the Vampire King, each one of them fell at the hands of the powerful vampire. Over time, he had grown bored and even disgusted with the world outside of his broken walls. Humanity had lost its honor and pride over time. In his disgust of the world, he kept himself away from the outside world. The Vampire King had found himself no longer driven by his pursuit to be reunited with the one that he once loved. He found himself driven by something else entirely. He wanted to purge the world of its weakness. He wanted to find a way to bring honor back to this dying world. On a cold and windy night, the Vampire King sensed that a visitor had come to his castle. While his assistant, Renfield prepared to confront their unwelcomed guest; the powerful vampire waved him along. Sauntering towards the uppermost battlement of his home, the Vampire King realized who had come to visit him. The pale moon light only allowed a faint glimpse at the Dark Fairy that had a soul as dark as the night sky. The Count gently raised his hands to his sides as if he were greeting the Mistress of Evil. “Welcome back, Maleficent. It has been far too long.” Dracula said in a soft and welcoming voice. “What do I owe this unholy pleasure?” “As you may be aware, Count, I have come into the acquaintance of a rather unique group of friends.” Maleficent replied with a devilish smile. “Yes, one of my brides have made me aware of your latest exploits.” Dracula replied with a cold stare. “I have come to see if you would want to join our Council.” Maleficent said while approaching the Vampire King. “And why would I want to join your little friend group?” Dracula asked. “I am aware that you have grown tired of this world. My friends and I are seeking to change things. We seek to purge the weakness and allow a new order, not only for our world but all worlds.” Maleficent replied. “And what can I offer you?” Dracula asked. “You are a Master of Darkness. You have studied the shadows for centuries…” Maleficent replied while reaching into her robes. The Mistress of Evil pulled out the ancient Egyptian Books of the Living and of the Dead. She also pulled out the Bracelet of Anubis. “Do you know what these are?” “You have brought me some quite interest gifts.” Dracula said with a slight smile while his dark eyes gazed upon the powerful artifacts. “I am well aware of these glorious items.” “I need you to decipher them.” Maleficent responded with a cold smile. “Then our friends need you to lead an army of darkness against our enemies.” Dracula smiled while gently rubbing his fingers against the ancient artifacts. His dark eyes slowly moved from the books and met the yellowish demonic eyes of the Dark Fairy. “It will be my pleasure.” Dracula agreed while taking the artifacts out of her hands. “I should warn you…” Maleficent said with a scowl. “There is an enemy that is coming for these items.” “I have dealt with enemies before.” Dracula said confidently. “Not like this one. This enemy is Imhotep, a former High Priest of Osiris. He was sentenced long ago with the Curse of Hom-Dai.” Maleficent replied. “I am aware of the exploits of the Mummy.” Dracula replied with a snicker. “Hmmm… Once again, he has returned and risen from the ashes.” “He will not be easy to defeat.” Maleficent replied. “Perhaps, he will prove to be a worthy adversary.” Dracula said as he turned his dark gazed toward the relics. “Once you have deciphered these texts and raised the Army of Anubis, I will return to have you join the Council.” Maleficent said before vanishing into thin air. “I look forward to it.” Dracula said before turning around to saunter back into his castle. Later, A cloud of sand and dust moved through the dark skies above. Nearby villages watched in horror as swarms of locusts came upon them. The rivers and lakes turned to blood while a great many villagers started to become inflicted with painful boils. The cloud of sand arrived outside the castle doors of Count Dracula. With a huge gust of wind, the doors violently blew open as the cloud of sand formed into the image of a man. Walking through the door, the former High Priest of Osiris could sense the presence of the powerful artifacts. He stormed into the Castle Dracula in search of the Bracelet of Anubis as well as the Books of the Living and the Dead. While making his way up the grand staircase, the Mummy was confronted by Renfield himself. Dracula’s assistant tried to keep the former High Priest at bay but was no match for the Mummy. Imhotep grabbed Renfield by the throat and pulled him closer to him. Renfield’s legs started to give out while his mouth dropped open. Imhotep glared down into Renfield’s eyes while reaching down to his side with his other hand. As Imhotep raised up his other hand over Renfield’s face. Renfield looked in horror as he saw a scarab beetle in between the fingers of the former High Priest. In his native tongue, Imhotep whispered into Renfield’s ears, “Death is only the beginning.” Imhotep smiled while dropping the scarab into Renfield’s mouth and watched his eyes fade as the beetle ate away at his brain. His smile quickly faded once he heard a cold voice from the stop of the stairs. Standing with his sword drawn, the King of the Vampires stood high above the Mummy. “I know who you are, Imhotep. You and I are very much alike. I, too, was once driven by the love of a woman that I had betrayed me. I, too, was cursed with a power from beyond human comprehension. There is a difference between us. I have lived many lifetimes and fought on many battlefields. I have bathed in rivers from the bloodshed of my enemies, and I have defeated armies. I have destroyed entire kingdom and have seen beyond the realm of the living. I am the first and only king of all vampires. On this night, I will destroy you once and for all.” “You know nothing of death. You know nothing of power.” Imhotep replied before making his way towards the Vampire King. ************ The Mummy vs. Dracula – this battle takes placed after Imhotep’s return but before Maleficent’s arrival in Pandora. Imhotep has declined Maleficent's offer to join the Council of Darkness as he wants sole power over the Army of Anubis as well as the Books of the Living and the Dead. Maleficent sought out Dracula and recruited him into the Council in exchange that he can eventually decipher the ancient artifacts. Imhotep tracks down the artifacts to Castle Dracula and is confronted by the Vampire King before he can claim the artifacts. Imhotep is at full power. He also wields the Spear of Osiris. Dracula is at full power. He also wields a sword that has been enchanted with a dark magic that he has carried for centuries.

I could have sworn that i voted and rated this match

Hope you all enjoy

Chapter 64: A Dish Better Served Cold Despite their efforts, the Na'vi warriors that were led by Jake Sully were defeated by the mysterious army of mechanical soldiers. The Golden Army was far too powerful. Jake's attempts to break through their defenses were futile. He was beaten and battered. Completely surrounded by the Golden Army, the former Marine breathed heavily while looking over his enemy. All the warriors that he led into battle were slaughtered by the mindless soldiers thar surrounded him. After realizing that he had no other moves left, Jake let out a steady sigh and dropped his head. He had failed his mission. He failed those that he led into battle, and he failed his people. He failed Pandora, and he failed his family. Even though he did not fully know what the extent of his failure would mean, he knew that the future of Pandora was at risk. The hope and peace that he fought so hard for was at risk of becoming lost. Slowly opening his eyes, the Na'vi leader looked at one of the soulless Golden soldiers standing over him. His eyes shifted to look past the mechanical beast and toward the direction of the portal. As more of the Army of Golden soldiers marched into the sacred grounds of Pandora, Jake scoffed before turning his eyes back up to the Golden beast standing over him. Spitting out a mouthful of blood, the former Marine gritted his sharp teeth before glaring at the face of the monster. "What are you waiting for?!" Jake screamed as he stuck out his chest in defiance. The inner workings of the mechanical warrior started to shift and move. Jake watched while the blade arm of the Golden soldier rose up high in the air. Believing that this was it, Jake started to close his eyes while waiting for the end. To his surprise, the Golden machine stepped back as a clearing formed around the rest of the army that surrounded him. The Na'vi leader opened his eyes to see the Golden Army go completely still as if they were standing at attention. He soon saw a dark figure marching through the clearing. Walking toward him, the figure became clearer with each step. It was a pale woman dressed all in black. She had long, sharp horns coming out of the tops of her head and lips as red as blood. Her fiery yellow eyes stared at the large Na'vi warrior. Despite the differences in their heights, Jake could feel a power within this woman. Even though she had the appearance of a human woman apart from her horns, she was far more dangerous than any human her had encountered in his lifetime. With what details that he could pick out from her appearance, she walked with a terrifying staff. Sitting between those pair of long sharp horns was what appeared to be a golden crown of some sort. After a moment, he realized that this woman controlled this army of golden mechanical warriors. Looking away and shaking his head in disbelief, Jake soon turned his large dark eyes back toward the horned beast that stood before him. "What are you?" Jake asked while gritting his sharp teeth. "I am the Mistress of All Evil. I am now ruler over this world. You can submit to my rule or perish!" Maleficent replied in a cold and commanding voice. Jake hissed his sharp teeth at the Dark Fairy in an act of pure defiance. Without a change in her cold demean, the Mistress of Evil simply stared down at the wounded Na'vi leader and rolled her eyes. There was no ounce of emotion that came over the Witch's face as she lifted her staff high up in the air. "Then you will perish!" The Mistress of Evil proclaimed before unleashing a fatal blast that she summoned from her dark powers. With a flash of blinding green light, Jake Sully was dead. The hero of Pandora had died by the hands of the Mistress of All Evil. It was not a moment that was relished by the Dark Fairy for it was simply another death by her wicked power. It was one of many lives that she had taken over the course of her cruel lifetime in the land of the living. Before she could turn away from the lifeless body of Jake Sully, she heard a cry from high up in the trees. It was a tragedy that was not witnessed by many, but there was one that saw it from high in the trees. One that was far too late to stop what had happened. The wife of Jake Sully had watched his final moments at the hands of the Witch that had invaded the lands of Pandora. With her heart shattered after witnessing her husband's death, an overpowering surge of emotions came over the Na'vi warrior. She let out a powerful scream that echoed throughout the world around. Creatures from all around heard the heart broken scream as Neytiri's world felt as if it had shattered in that moment. Her eyes started to swell as tears ran d9wn her cheeks. The world around became a blur as she thought about her love. From the moment their first encounter to them having their children, Jake was there. Now he was gone. The world became clear once again as she heard the soulless machines moving in all directions. The Na'vi warrior looked down at the evil Witch that took the life of her husband. Their eyes met for only a moment before Neytiri watched the Golden Army swarming around the Mistress of All Evil. Neytiri's blood burned with an uncontrollable rage as she glared at the yellow-eyed Witch. Knowing she could not survive against the army of golden warriors that surrounded the Mistress of Evil, Neytiri had to act quickly. With little choices left, Neytiri hopped onto the back of her banshee and flew high up into the skies above. With her husband murdered, Neytiri felt her blood run cold with hatred. The once beautiful world that she introduced Jake to was no longer the same place that she once knew. The beauty and love that she shared for this world was but a memory now of what they once lived for. As she flew far and fast upon that banshee, that cold adrenaline that ran through her veins started to turn to a fiery desire for vengeance. She realized that the war was far from over. She could not allow her husband to have died for nothing. Neytiri had to continue the fight. She had to save this world from these soulless invaders. She had to seek vengeance upon this witch. Flying toward the Tree of Souls, the Na'vi warrior found herself surrounded by many others. As her eyes looked over the crowds, she saw some that were a part of her tribe, but most were from tribes all over Pandora. Struggling to speak, memories of her husband gave her a source of power. While she found it hard to find the right words, she spoke with a passion that provided the surrounding Na'vi with encouragement. While Neytiri's words came from a shattered heart, her pleas for battle sparked a fire in each of the souls of the surrounding Na'vi. While the battle against these soulless machines would be nearly impossible, Neytiri figured that if they stop the Dark Witch then perhaps that would be stop the Golden Army. As the many different Na'vi tribes prepared for an assault against the unstoppable Golden Army, Neytiri bowed down before the sacred Tree of Souls. She begged for a way stop the Mistress of Evil. While being linked to the Tree of Souls, a spring of sacred water started to run underneath the roots in the ground. The Na'vi warrior glanced down at the spring of sacred water that flowed beneath the roots of the Tree of Souls. A memory of Jake came to her as she gazed down at the spring of water. It was a memory of when she trained him to use a bow and arrow. The Na'vi warrior grabbed her arrows and dipped the ends into that sacred water. Standing up to her feet, Neytiri felt a peace come over her. She felt as if her husband was nearby. After placing the arrows back in her quiver, the Na’vi warrior looked at the majestic Tree of Souls and started to smile. “I see you…” Neytiri said softly while remembering her husband. She turned around and walked away from the sacred tree. Calling out to her banshee once again, she waited for it to arrive before her children came to her side. “Mother, should we prepare for battle against these monsters?” Neteyam asked with a fierce look in his eyes. “Stay… Stay here… Protect our family… Protect our home.” Neytiri said as her banshee landed close to her side. “Where are you going?” Lo'ak asked. “Do not worry, my son… I will make this right.” Neytiri replied while grabbing her sons and embracing them with a mother’s warmth. Meanwhile, “Upon these grounds, we will build our fortress.” Maleficent said in an emotionless voice. “What of these resistance from the natives?” A hologram of Grand Admiral Thrawn asked. “They are skilled and courage. Dangerous, in fact, but they are foolish. I can see why the New Republic would try to gain their support as allies in the coming conflict.” The Mistress of Evil replied while glaring back at the Heir to the Empire. “Have they yielded?” Thrawn asked. “Not yet… They still fight, even as we speak here and now. The Na’vi have gathered in hopes of defeating my Golden Army. They have gathered beasts from all reaches of this planet to face my troops.” Maleficent scoffed. “Interesting. It is my understanding that a distress call was sent out. I would expect help to arrive.” Thrawn added. “Let them come… My Golden Army will make short work of any that oppose us!” Maleficent hissed. “I am certain of that, but I may arrive soon to secure the space around Pandora.” Thrawn added while circling around the Mistress of Evil. “I will be in touch.” The transmission ended as Thrawn’s hologram faded. Maleficent scowled before turning her yellowish eyes toward Pandora’s landscape. As her forces faced off against several Na’vi tribes and the multitude of creatures from the planet, Maleficent stood upon a cliff that faced the Floating Mountains. With the air that was toxic to mortal men and the harsh wildlife, this planet would make a great home to their base. The Floating Mountains provided cover that would prove difficult to navigate for any aerial battle. While staring over the world, she sensed an approaching danger. Her yellowish eyes soon turned toward the clouds where she saw a banshee heading toward her direction. A devilish smiled formed across her pale cheeks once she realized that someone was coming to challenge her in a battle to the death. ************ The battle takes place shortly after Jake and his team of Na’vi’s assault on the Golden Army. After being defeated, Jake was brought before the Golden Army’s leader, Maleficent. Maleficent executed Jake Sully, but not before it was witnessed by Neytiri. Neytiri retreated and was able to gather the forces of Pandora to face off against the Golden Army. Her hopes were that the army would be distracted so that she could face off against the Mistress of Evil. Neytiri is on her banshee. She is also armed with her bow and arrows. Her arrows have been dipped in a sacred stream of water beneath the Tree of Souls. Maleficent has all of her magical abilities, and she is also wearing the Crown of Bethmoora that controls the Golden Army.

Another great one, Johnny I'm not too familiar with Darkwing Duck and it has been a while since I've seen the Goofy movie. I will have to do some looking and research on this one

I'm leaning towards Zeno, but my memory is kind of cloudy. I remember he erased entire universes without any trouble what so ever

Oh cool, i was thinking about trying to do something with Matilda Dixon the other day but I just can't find the right match up or story. Darkness Falls was always a guilty pleasure a of mine when I was younger. Great job as always, Johnny