The Heroes were a bit put off, but not totally. Tomoya was the first to speak up after Drek finished rocking out and stood in a Heroi- wait... no... VILLAINOUS pose!
"How the hell did you find us?" Tomoya asked, investigating the elephant with the ability to rip a planet in two in the room. Drek pulled out a small electronic device from his pocket.
"I believe this belongs to you," Drek started to give the device back to Tomoya, but stopped, and retracted his arm, giggling, "No, wait, check this out, I taught him a trick that more accurately depicts how you work, oh Mighty Lightning Angel," Drek jumped next to Tomoya, wrapped his arm around his back, and clicked the device.
Immediately, the clone Tomoya appeared in the room, bent over the desk, slapping his arse yelling "IN MAH BUTT!" and rubbing his cheeks every so often. T'was quite the sight. You should've been there. I invited your best friend The Companion Cube but he said he couldn't come because you threw him in a furnace.
Drek laughed and crushed the device in his hand, "Well! What say you about a truce of sorts? Because in about 18 hours," Drek slammed his foot on the ground and they were transported to a Black Abyss, where a large white digital clock reading ticked away, "The most pissed-off thing since Severin when they put too little Buffalo Sauce on his Wings at KFC is going to invade Earth, with FRIENDS," The images of the Four Wanderers, a Turian, and a Sanghelli appeared in the Abyss.
"You've met the Wanderers, and while I killed Chaos, this necklace here," he poked the pyramid, "is telling me that some bad-juju is going on in Tiberius's ship right now, probably some kind of resurrection, meaning Tiberius wants America's Next Top Wanderer is making a comeback," Drek chuckled, then the Wanderer portraits faded, revealing the Sanghelli and Turian portraits in the Abyss.
"This is a Sanghelli, they're 8 feet tall, heavily muscular, and command a space fleet that was once mistaken for an entire system back in 1969," Drek appeared next to Tomoya, of whom he towered over, "For a point of reference, I'm 8 feet tall," Drek stuck his elbows in his sides and mouthed a bunch roars as he swung his smaller arms about, pretending to be a Tyrannosaurus, eating Tomoya's hair. He smirked and stopped.
"I think you get the picture," the portrait of the Sanghelli faded, leaving the Turian.
"This is a Turian. They're 6 feet tall, with rocky skin, a neck crest, and near-equal tech to the Sanghelli. They also REALLY don't like to lose," Drek chuckled and they all returned to the room they originally were in.
"Well Gentlemen, in the Swedish Capital of Stockholm lies Castle Sanguine, where I have assembled a few souls into The New Villains. Also within those walls lies The Guild of Video Game Characters from before November of 2009, a wide collection of souls who exist to defend Earth alongside me. On top of THAT we have the Swedish military, a multi-continental force that is the only military with SIX branches, The Army, The Navy, The Air Force, The Marines, The Coast Guard, and The Space Corps. And ON TOP OF THAT I have another little surprise for all of you... that will be revealed at a later date," Drek finished, raising an eyebrow and looking cheerfully at The Heroes.
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The Demon opened its mouth as Chaos fell into it, and licked its lips. Humans were always its favori- wait... hold on, oh god!
A fist punched out of the Demon's stomach and ripped the skin apart. Chaos roared and burst out of the demon, killing it as he turned its insides and stomach skin to jelly.
A voice boomed, ROUND SIX OVER, COMMENCE ROUND SEVEN!
A giant Black Eagle fell from the skies, its beak full of teeth and its scream full of terror. Chaos smirked and jumped upon the back of the bird, holding on tight. If he could just get the beast's joints in the right place and apply enough pressure...
