Drastic Measures Ep. 27:
Call of the Beyonder Brigade
Written by Seadragon76 (Junkman) and Shadowstrike (Turboman)

(Seadragon writes)

After the Laser Cats incident, the Beyonder retreated back to his castle in the Realm of Nothingness, which stands outside the time stream and therefore, making this realm unseen by anyone except the Beyonder and his servants.

In the throne room of his castle, the Beyonder begins to ponder on his next move...

Beyonder: I can't believe I can't find decent help to eliminate those damned Drastic do-gooders! That idiot of a director couldn't fight his way of a paper bag and those two worthless creatures were not even worth their weight in cat poop. Something has to be done!

It seems that by coincidence, a Nobody arrived in the throne room. Nobodies are the servants of the Beyonder, created by his power to do his bidding in his realm

Nobody #1: Uh, Mr. Beyonder, sir....Uh, um..

Beyonder: What is it now?

Nobody #1: The 'project' you've been working on is complete at last.

Beyonder: Which project are you speaking of, servant?

Nobody #1: The 'Big Project.' The one you've been planning for eons.

Beyonder: Excellent...

The Beyonder followed his servant to his laboratory, where it's just as dark and dank and creepy as the rest of his castle. In the lab, there are eight sinister looking pods that are similar to a futuristic casket. In them are eight different robots, but they all have the same look: An almost 'nude' look to them. Two Nobodies are checking the specs of Robot #3 and Robot #4 when the Beyonder arrives.

Nobody #2: Beyonder, sir! We are currently checking the specs of two of the robots. Each robot is at least at 95% capacity. They should reach 100% in less then three minutes.

Beyonder: Excellent, my minions. Excellent. Now, did you add the data from the Drastic Measures to these robots?

Nobody #3: Yes, sir. These robots should be the perfect counter to those meddlesome heroes.

Beyonder: Wonderful.

The time passes quickly as the three minutes have passed

Beyonder: They are at 100% power! Arise, my creations!!

With his dark powers, the Beyonder telekinetically lifts the eight pods and places them on the ground next to him. He then opens the door with his dark powers and out come eight robot models. They all look the same because they haven't been given their look or their powers yet.

Beyonder: YES! Now, my beautiful robotic creations... Which one of you shall lead this group?

The first robot of the group stood tall and approached the Beyonder.

Robot #1: I. Shall. Lead.

Beyonder: Hmmm... I just happen to have the perfect form for you.

The Beyonder creates a ball of data in his hand and plunges it deep into the chest of Robot #1. In a matter of minutes, the robot transforms from a simple human like robot into a robot that resembles an F-15 fighter jet, but yet looks human.

Beyonder: You are now Jetman. With the same capabilities as Turboman, you can transform from robot mode into jet mode and vice versa.

Jetman: Oh yeah! I can't thank you enough for this, boss. Now, I'm gonna tear up the skies and tear apart that road hog Turboman. OH YEAH!

Beyonder: Hmph. That was interesting... Robot #2. Please rise.

Robot #2 rises and once again, the Beyonder creates a ball of data and sends it into the chest of the robot, which becomes a dual colored robot with what seems to be magnetic powers.

Beyonder: You are now Negaman. The strongest man of Drastic Measures is Junkman, but he is weak against magnets. With your ability to disrupt and reverse the flow of the internal magnets that make up his body.

Negaman: Heh heh.. You see, boss. That pile of junk won't know what hit him. With these powers, I'll easily break him down.

Beyonder: Hmmm... Nice to see a hint of confidence in you, Negaman. Now, Robot #3, will you please rise?

The third robot rises and again, Beyonder creates a ball of data and slams it into the chest of the robot. This one, though, end up getting a giant cannon on his shoulders and a Radioactive symbol on his chest.

Beyonder: You are now Hazman. Freezeman only works at maximum power when his purification system is not dirty. So, I thought what better to dirty it up and dismantle that frozen fool then to create a robot that uses the power of nuclear waste.

Hazman: You sure are right, boss. Now, let's go kick some butt!

Hazman fires off his Radiation Cannon, which nearly hits both Jetman and Negaman

Jetman: Hey, watch it Annie Oakley! I don't want my shiny new coat ruined, OK?

Hazman: Sorry, Jets. I'm just a little trigger-happy.

Negaman: Well, don't let that happen again, Hazman. Last thing we need is a loose cannon throwing us into tailspin.

Beyonder: Negaman is right. You need to control those impulses of yours, Hazman. Anyway... Robot #4, please rise to get your form and powers.

The fourth robot rises and Beyonders gathers a ball of data and places it in his chest. The robot would have eight beams of what looked like solar energy, shaped like a compass, on his back.

Beyonder: You are now… Rayman. With the power of solar energy, you would be perfect to take out their vampiric Shademan.

Rayman: Thank you, my boss. I'll take my time to eliminate this threat to you and my allies.

Beyonder: Perfect. Now, rise Robot #5... Rise and take your form.

The fifth robot rises and the Beyonder places the ball of data into the chest of the robot. He becomes a very streamlined bot that is colored in a deep red hue.

Beyonder: You are now Causticman. Slashman is known for his primal instincts, and what better way to deal with those instincts then having a robot that controls the molten magma from beneath the Earth?

Causticman: Causticman strong... Causticman crush puny little cat bot.

Beyonder: Something tells me I should have given him a memory chip... Oh well. Robot #6, please rise.

The sixth robot rises and gets his data from the Beyonder. He becomes similar to a knight, complete with sword and shield.

Beyonder: You are now Dukeman. Springman is strong, yet flexible thanks to his springs. I created you to use that sword to slash apart those springs and render him useless. I also modeled you after the knights of old.

Dukeman: I shall capture this 'Springman,' Lord Beyonder, for it is my duty as a knight of this force.

Beyonder: Hmmm... Lord Beyonder. I like that. Anyhow, rise Robot #7.

Again, another robot rises and the Beyonder places the data in his chest. After a bit, organic looking wings sprout out from his back as what seem to be elements gather within the robot.

Beyonder: You are Tempestman. Cloudman may be known to have the potentially strong powers of lightening, but he acts like a young child playing with his toys...thus he cannot reach his full potential. You not only have his powers to create lightening, but you also harness the powers of the wind and fire to create an elemental tempest far stronger then what even Mother Nature can produce.

Tempestman: May I add that with these wings, I am capable of reaching twice the height of Cloudman, even when he floats.

Beyonder: Now, my final creation... Robot #8, rise and join us.

The last robot stands and takes the data from the Beyonder. The robot becomes a short, portly robot with a crystal in his stomach area.

Beyonder: Last, but not least... You are Scalarman. Burstgirl's bubbles have a certain pressure level that is similar to what it would be like to trapped in a small closet. Your powers of pressure should be enough to crush Burstgirl like a can.

Scalarman: I thank you, boss man. But... WHY AM I SO SMALL?!? This is bull! I should be at least the size of that guy. *He points at Jetman* I look like a freaking shrimp!

Jetman: Good thing you are so small, Scalarman. Who else is gonna be getting the kiddie meals?

Jetman and the others laugh at his joke, but Scalarman doesn't take it too well as he clocks Jetman with a massive right to his left cheek. This fazes Jetman and even has him by surprise. The others look in shock.

Scalarman: Want to try me now, you fly boy acting namby pamby little bitch!

Jetman: Oh, I want to try you.. All of you right now!

Jetman presses a button on his wings and it activates one of his weapons, the Wing Blade. He charges at Scalarman at full speed when the Beyonder, who has watch this go on, slams his fist into the ground with frighting speed. The resulting shockwave knocks down both Jetman and Scalarman while stunning the remaining six.

Beyonder: CEASE THIS NOW! *throws all of the Beyonder Brigade at the wall * You will NOT bicker amongst yourselves. You have one enemy, and one enemy only. Do you understand?

All Eight: Sir, yes sir!

Beyonder: Very good. Now, I have a name chosen for this group of powerful creations. From now on, you shall be known as... The Beyonder Brigade! Now, I have reports from my Scouter Bots that the entire team is at the Megaopolis Mall, spending the day together as a team. Your mission is destroy them once and for all. I don't care what happens to the humans or the surrounding land. I want them eliminated, do you understand me?

Jetman: Can do, boss. We will make sure those goody-goody two shoe bots will be eliminated, right boys?

Beyonder: Very well. Jetman, take the lead. You guys follow his commands until you feel that you have your target in sight. Understood? Now, go!

The Beyonder creates a portal that leads to a grassy knoll near the Mall. Jetman leads the Brigade to the portal to the location. They all arrive in one piece.

Jetman: Alright, everyone is here. Now, remember what the boss man said. You are under my leadership till you see your target. I want no monkey business and I want no lip, especially from you Scalarman. Last thing we need is a loose cannon.

But, first, we check in on Metabad and Shadowstrike. These two are at a toy store looking at Transformer toys. Never mind the fact that Shadowstrike becomes a Transformer-esque robot master.

Metabad: Oooh... I likey.

Shadowstrike: Look, if it's another Starscream figure, I'm going to hurl.

Metabad: Nope. It's my favorite hero... Optimus Primal! Now, that was a hero.

Shadowstrike: Right... A monkey who throws poo at you is a hero??

Metabad: Who threw poo?

Shadowstrike: That's beyond the point, Metabad. Now, the original was the best. Come on, we all grew up with it... Well, those who weren't Canadian!

Metabad: *gasp* You take that back, you meanie!

Shadowstrike: Nope. Not until you say that G1 was the best season of Transformers and Optimus Prime was the best.

Metabad: Never!

Shadowstrike: Suit yourself... *Grabs a nearby Optimus Prime figure and smashes it over Metabad's head.*

Metabad: OW! My head... That hurts. Take this! *Grabs a handful of Transformers Cybertron Jolt Mini-Con figures and throws them at shadowstrike*

Shadowstrike: AHHH! Oh my god... The suckiness of those figures... eating away at my psyche... AHHHH! *Falls over from the crapiness of those action figures*

Metabad: Hee hee. Now, to add insult, and my brand of randomness, to injury.

Metabad grabs a Galvatron figure and smashes that on shadowstrike, who is still down thanks to those action figures. The next thing you know, Metabad runs off and Shadowstrike is still trying to get up.

Shadowstrike: Ugh... I don't know what's worst, that or seeing Metabad do the Moskau Dance in his underwear.... Come to think of it, seeing Metabad in his underwear is mentally scarring.

Shadowstrike finally gets up and see Metabad over at the Nerf Gun section of the toy store. He gets an idea.

Shadowstrike: Hmmm... I know exactly how to counter a Nerf Gun: A toy sword!

With that, shadowstrike runs toward the Toys that look like Sharp Objects section and grabs two toy swords from a stack of... well, what else, toy swords. Metabad, who happens to be nearby in the Nerf Gun section, grabs the biggest gun and heads over to confront the team leader. Shadowstrike sees Metabad and, well, he nearly craps his pants seeing how big it is.

Shadowstrike: 0_0 Holy crap! That's a big gun, Metabad. You aren't going to fire that thing off in here, I hope.

Metabad: Well... I wouldn't fire it normally, but... *Accidently presses the trigger*

Metabad presses the trigger and giant sized Nerf balls fly everywhere in the toy store. One ball knocks over a shelf of Barbie dolls, making it look like an all doll orgy. Another ball knocks down the Legos, which sends a herd of kids over there to bulid. Yet another ball hits a parent in the crotch causing considerable pain. The two that starting the whole fiasco just stand there and watch the chaos happen.

Shadowstrike: Nice job, Meta-Dork. Now, we are going to get thrown out of here now.

Metabad: Not yet. We haven't destroyed the place yet.

Shadowstrike: So, let's get out of here before the place does get destroyed.

So with that, Shadowstrike and Metabad quietly try to sneak out of the store amid the chaos when the Store Manager find thems just before they escape.

Manager: Who did this?

Metabad: *points at Shadowstrike* He did it!

Shadowstrike: What? Why I oughta... *grabs a pair of toy nunchucks and starts beating up Metabad*

Manager: HEY! Those nunchucks are $10.95, foo'!

Shadowstrike: Put it on my credit card, my good man.

Manager: NO! Cash or else I'm gonna boot you two clowns myself.

Metabad: Here...*Gives the manager an I.O.U. as they run off*

Manager: I'm going to kick your asses next time you come here!!!

So, Metabad and Shadowstrike escape the toy store without destroying it... Or so they thought because minutes later, the store falls apart and crashes on top of the angry manager.

Manager: That does it... *looks at a list of people banned and adds the names 'Shadowstrike' and 'Metabad' to that list*

While this is going on, Briansfox and Demon Roy are at the arcade playing, what else, Soul Calibur III

Demon Roy: Hmmm.. let's see... Oooh, random select... Big money, big money, no whammy, no whammy... STOP! *Roy presses a button and chooses Li Long*

Briansfox: Oh crap... I forgot he's in the arcade version. Either way, you'll lose *Brian chooses Nightmare*

Demon Roy: Oh Yeah?

Briansfox: Yeah!

*They play and shockingly, Roy's Li Long makes mincemeat out of Brian's Nightmare. Roy starts laughing while Brian starts fuming about it and finds the plug in for the arcade machine. He then gets an evil idea... an evil idea that would make Nightmare cringe in fear... or not.*

Briansfox: Heh, heh, heh, heh.. Let's see if you can laugh after this. *He unplugs the machine*

Demon Roy: HEY! Why did the screen go blank? *He spots Brian on the floor with the power cord* Ohhh, Brian. You had to be such a sore loser about this. Why can't you take the loss like a man?

Briansfox: Because I'm not a man... well, not yet anyway. Plus, you never beat me in Soul Calibur, come on. You had to cheat.

Demon Roy: Are you nuts, brother? I never cheat... unless you know, the situation calls for it.

Briansfox: Sure, Roy... *He smacks him over the head with the cord*

Demon Roy: OUCHIES! Man, that hurts, bro. Why you gotta bust my balls here?

Briansfox: Well, I do it because I can. Let's find another game to play, OK?

Demon Roy: Sure!

*The two head over to the Mortal Kombat 4 machine and they decide to face each other in said game. Roy choose Kai while Brian chosen Reptile. They have a great match with Brian getting payback for his loss in Soul Calibur III by bating Roy easily, even doing Reptile's infamous Face Eater Fatality to boot.*

Briansfox: OH YEAH! That was awesome with a capital 'A'.

Demon Roy: Right... *Heads out to the food court, which is nearby* Hey, you want some DQ?

Briansfox: Sweet. Nothing like celebrating with a frosty Blizzard.

Meanwhile, Jetman has snuck his way into a Men's Werehouse and is looking at the trench coats

Snooty Store Owner: May I help you, sir?

Jetman: Yeah. Can I get eight of these nice looking trench coats. You know, I want to look cool... Even though I'm already cool.

Snooty Store Owner: Yes, sir. What sizes will you need?

Jetman: Seven larges and one medium, you know for my short friend.

Snooty Store Owner: OK. *Goes the cash register* That will be $15,000. Cash or credit?

Jetman points his Gatling Missile at the Snooty Store Owner

Jetman: I prefer no payment, speedy! *He shoots down the Owner in a spray of blood that is reminsincent of Scarface*

Jetman leaves with the coats in his hand and heads back to the others, who are in the parking lot near the store.

Dukeman: Great work boss. You are indeed a great leader.

Jetman: Save the ass kissing for later, Dukeman. We got a job to do... Hazman, do the honors and blow this place to hell!

Hazman: *Twitchingly places his hand on his Hazmat Cannon* Ohh! YES! YES! Not a problem... heh hehe.

Hazman fires off a large shot from his Cannon and causes massive damage to the area. This causes a massive grin to appear on Jetman's face. This is before the Beyonder calls on their communicators.

Jetman: Hey, boss. What's the problem?

Beyonder: The problem is that they're still alive. You and your idiots better get your rears in gear and take out Drastic Measures or I'm going to boil all of your asses in axel grease!

Jetman: Woah.. Calm down, big guy. We'll defeat those do-gooders... Or die trying.

Causticman: Heh. Talking plane sound like crappy rapper.

Jetman: Can it, Causticman. *He points over towards the entrance to the food court and tells the others to put on their coats*

At the other side of the mall, Seadragon and Darksage are at Champs Sports, where Seadragon is searching for some authentic NFL jerseys to show off.

Darksage: Remind me why you want a jersey again?

Seadragon: Cause I want to look cool, DS. I always look like this, man. I need a new wardrobe and I figured that since I'm the resident sports fan, I thought that an authentic jersey would be cool.

Darksage: Right... *Looks at the price of a Chargers jersey* $175?!? Are you freaking crazy?? We aren't made of money, you know.

Seadragon: True... But this is! *Busts out the Official Drastic Measures Credit Card from American Express: Don't leave home without it!* Trust me, man. This puppy is like plastic money.

So, Seadragon buys a couple of jerseys: A dark blue Seahawks jersey (#23 Shaun Alexander, of course) and a light blue Chargers jersey (Ladainian Tomlinson, of course). He was also nice enough to buy a jersey for Darksage, although he won't tell him what it is.

Seadragon: *Puts on his Seahawks jersey* Nice... Oh yeah, I'm looking fly now! Go ahead, Darksage. Slap on that sweet jersey.

Darksage: I dunno... *Puts on his jersey, which happens to be a Tennessee Titans jersey. Worst yet, it's a Adam 'Pacman' Jones jersey.* Hey. This looks nice on me. Although the light blue really clashes with the robe and all.

Seadragon: Oh come on, DS. Let's get going. *Does his best version of the Ace Ventura walk*

Darksage: You're acting like an idiot, Sea.

Seadragon: So?

Darksage: ... Never mind.

The two make it over to a Dippin' Dots cart and SD76 buys some ice cream for him and Darksage. Little do they know that below them is a rally for the National Organization for Women. Seadragon gets an odd idea... Strange even for him

Seadragon: Hey, DS. Why don't we crash that little shindig down there? Maybe we can get our good name out there, you know.

Darksage: Sea, you're forgetting one thing: We don't have a good name. Remember, we're the team that wrecks everything.

Seadragon: Oh, phshaw. You gotta remember that just because we wreck things don't make us bad guys, right? *Slides down the side rail of the stairs*

Darksage: If you say so... *Heads down the stairs*

The two make it down the stairs and meet a nice young lady in the back who happens to be very, very cute.

Seadragon: Watch and learn, DS. *He taps the cute lady's shoulder* Bonjour, madam.

Cute Lady: Oh, hey. Do I know you?

Seadragon: No. My name's Seadragon. And you are?

Cute Lady: The name's Mindy. Who's your friend over there? He seems kinda cute for an emo.

Darksage: Emo? Ugh... This is what I get for all of that wizard's training. A girl mistaking me for one of those emo's? I can't believe it. *He takes off his robe*

Seadragon: Oh oh... Uh, Darksage. Why did you that?

Darksage: What? You know damn well I have pants on, Sea.

Seadragon: It's not the pants that I'm worried about, dude. *He points over the ladies who are now looking at the light blue clad Darksage*

Mindy: How could you? You support people like him, who do nothing but go to strip clubs and 'make it rain' on women who are trying to succeed in life?

Darksage: Succeed in life? Look, if she's working in the strip club, she screwed up somewhere along the line. Plus, blame him *Points to Seadragon* He thought it would make me look good.

Mindy: Yeah, but the player's jersey he's wearing is one of the good guys in all of sports. You, on the other hand, support that demon and all he does!

Mindy and the other ladies jump on Darksage and begin to brutally beat him like a drum with Seadragon standing on the side with his cell phone in hand.

Darksage: Seadragon! *Gets nailed by a heavy purse* Help me, you jackass! *Gets nailed by another purse* I said help me, FOO'! *Kicked in the crotch by a pair of high heels*

Seadragon: Oh, I'm helping alright... heh heh heh. I'll help by taping this on my cell and putting this on YouTube.

It took about 25 minutes before the ladies got off of Darksage and they leave him battered, bruised and bloody. Seadragon is just laughing his ass off afterwards

Darksage: It's official: YOU SUCK! You suck at life!

Seadragon: Sure, I do Darksage... Remember, I didn't just have two 500 pound chicks belly flop on me.

Darksage: Don't remind me.

While all of that is going on, the Beyonder Brigade, who are now donning the trench coats that Jetman stole from the store, are now at a hat kiosk near the main entrance to the mall.

Jetman: Hmmm... You guys thinking what I'm thinking?

Rayman: I dunno, Jet. I don't see how a hat would help in our disguise.

Jetman: Well, it's not just any hat... They're fedoras!

The others look at him with a confused look. Then, Causticman chimed in.

Causticman: Fe-dor-a? It have nothing to do with annoying little girl on TV, right?

Jetman: Of course not, you simpleton. It's a hat that looks good... Not to mention help us complete the disguise.

So, like before, Jetman takes eight fedoras from the kiosk before letting Hazman blow it away with his Hazmat Cannon

Jetman: Cool. Now, everyone will walk in the front entrance like if we were normal. If any you spots our targets, let me know. This way, we can confront them in some sort of cool fashion.

So, the Beyonder Brigade have their costumes ready to go. But, before the huge battle to come, let's check on Beowolf and Avi as they are at The Sharper Image looking at the neat inventions there

Avi: AWWW! How cute!! It's one of those Ionic Breeze thingies... And it's dressed like a Metool. AWWW! I want it.

Beowolf: *looks at the price tag* 0_0 $750!! Nothing is worth that much, Avi... Even if it's dressed like a Metool.

Avi is now upset and Beowolf is trying to console her by showing her an alarm clock that emits smoke from it's... backside.

Beowolf: Now, this is a great invention. It's sleek and shiny and best of all, they guarantee that it won't screw up! Look.

Avi: Wow. Too bad it's in black... Too blah for my tastes. *She looks at the back end of the clock and... POOF! Smoke appears from the back of the clock and... Steals an Ionic Breeze from the store.*

Smoke: YOINK! *He also steals a wallet from a tall man on the way out before saying 'YOINK!' once more*

Needless to say, both Avi and Beowolf were shocked to see that.

Beowolf: Uhhh... Let's move on, shall we?

Avi: Heh heh heh... sure. How about this? *Avi grabs a cuckoo clock from the wall*

Beowolf: A cuckoo clock? Here? That's strange... *looks at it and presses a button which makes the bird come out... and bite Avi on the nose*

Avi: YEEEOUCH!! My nose. My precious little nosey...Owie, owie, owie. *Kicks Beowolf in the shin for some sort of payback*

Beowolf: OUCH! Ooohhh... That's my bad leg, you brat.

Avi: A brat, am I?!? *Takes an Ionic Breeze... The SAME Ionic Breeze she wanted and proceeds to smash it over Beowolf's head* No one calls me a brat. Got it?

Beowolf: Ughhh... My head. It feels like accountants are running old fashioned adding machines in my head.

The entire team is now at the Food Court where they are talking about the day they had. Shadowstrike spoke first.

Shadowstrike: We had a blast... Well, except for the fact that Metabad over here ruined the toy store.

Metabad: It's your fault, you know. Doggone leader... Everyone knows Optimus Primal was the better leader.

Shadowstrike: No! He maybe a good leader on whatever planet you come from...

Metabad: Just so you know, I come from Planet Canada, where the maple syrup flows like wine and the bacon is actually made by true Canadian people.

Beowolf: You mean you two dopes argued over that?? HA! Everyone knows the Rodimus Prime was the better leader.

Shadowstrike and Metabad: WHAT?!?!

Beowolf: Uh oh....

Needless to say, Shadowstrike and Metabad would chew the heck out of Beowolf and his choice of words. Seadragon, who is eating a DQ Blizzard (Georgia Mud Fudge, mind you) and watching along with Avi and Darksage, are enjoying the sight.

Seadragon: Uh, has you-know-where frozen over yet?

Avi: No. Why did you ask?

Seadragon: Because Shadowstrike and Metabad agree on something. That's an even more dangerous combination then Clay Aiken and his boyfriend.

Darksage: You do realize Clay doesn't swing that way, right?

Seadragon: And you know how? Never mind that, it's just the fact that he was on that crap show American Idol. He'll always be a talentless loser in my mind... If he had any talent to begin with.

Avi: Speaking of talentless, where are Briansfox and Demon Roy?

Seadragon: Those two were getting something from the Sbarro's stand over there.

Lo and behold, there are Briansfox and Demon Roy over at Sbarro's getting some pizza when a mysteriously dressed man walks over and decides to start a conversation with the two.

Demon Roy: Oh, hello. Who are you?

???: I'm... a fan of yours and of your team. I think they are wonderful.

Briansfox: Wait a second... People like our team? That's a first. Now, Mr...

???: Call me Mr. Namtej. It's an Indian name.

Demon Roy: 'India' Indian, right and not Native American?

Mr. 'Namtej': Yes, and why did you say 'Native American'? Aren't they Indians too?

Briansfox: Ehh... Stupid PC monkeys told us the next time we say Indians that they would cut off our cable.

Mr. 'Namtej': Oh, would you mind if some of my friends came along to meet the team? *He points over the other seven men in trenchcoats*

Demon Roy: I don't see why not. It's not like you guys are actually Wily bots in dsiguise... and if that was the case, then you have some pretty bad disguises.

???: Why I oughta!

Mr. 'Namtej': Cool it. When the time comes, then we'll nail them. Until then, play along with the saps. Got it?

Briansfox: You say something?

Mr. 'Namtej': Oh, it was nothing. Now, let's meet your friends.

So Briansfox and Demon Roy invite the fans over to the table where the others are. Little do they know that the 'fans' are actually the Beyonder Brigade. Even then, the others see the two and the so-called fans come over.

Shadowstrike: Hey, you two. About time you came back... Uh, who's the tall guy in the jacket?

Demon Roy: That's Mr. Namtej. He's from India. He and his friends are huge fans of ours.

Seadragon: Fans, you say? Wow... That's a first.

But, one of the 'friends' the stranger brought over got a little trigger happy... In fact, he ended up firing off a shot from his jacket and melted it, revealing a robot inside. This caught the attention of Shadowstrike.

Shadowstrike: What the...?? Okay, something tells me that was an accident. I mean, he just happens to have a cannon that shoots out radioactive material.... *It hits him* Oh hell no! You guys better reveal yourselves now.

Mr. 'Namtej': Very well. You know, I wanted to play this charade longer, but you've forced me to play my hand... *He rips off his trenchcoat and tosses his fedora on the ground* The name's Jetman, and I'm your worst nightmare! Now, get ready... 'Cause I feel the need... The need for speed!

Shadowstrike: Oh yeah? Turboman Transform! *In a flash, Shadowstrike becomes Turboman: Transforming leader of Drastic Measures*

Turboman: Alright, Jetman... Let's see which is faster, the car or the plane? *He transforms into his car mode and peels out before zooming out of sight*

Jetman: Bring it on, Turboman! Your nothing compared to me! *He transforms into a fighter jet and zooms after Turboman*

Seadragon: *sigh* Why can't we ever enjoy some time off? Junkman Transform! *In a flash, Seadragon becomes Junkman: Trash Heap Fighter*

Avi: Same here, Sea. Burstgirl Transform! *In a flash, Avi becomes Burstgirl: The Bubble Queen*

Metabad: Uh... Yeah! Cloudman Transform! *In a flash, Metabad becomes Cloudman: Master of Weather and the Stupid Stuff!*

Darksage: No way I'm going to let some robo rejects ruin this day. Springman Super Mega Robot Transform... GO! *In a flash, Darksage becomes Springman: The Bouncy Wizard*

Briansfox: We were used.... I don't like being used. Slashman Transform! *In a flash, Briansfox becomes Slashman: The Raging Beast*

Demon Roy: Let's get them, bro! Shademan Form... GO! *In a flash, Demon Roy becomes Shademan: The Wings of Darkness*

Beowolf: I'm not going to let you guys have all the fun. Freezeman Transform! *In a flash, Beowolf becomes Freezeman: The King of Chill*

???: Well, well... The gang's all here. Let's get them!

As quick as the others transformed, the other bots threw off their jackets and stood there in full glory.

Dukeman: They call me Dukeman, and with this blessed sword I shall smite you heathens!

Springman: We'll see about that... *Unleashes a Wild Coil at Dukeman*

Dukeman: *Uses his shield to deflect the Wild Coil* HA! What a pitiful move, knave. This shield has been forged with the strongest metals on this plane of existence. No weapon alive can break it.

Springman: Well... I guess I'll have to aim elsewhere. Entrapment Coil!

A giant coil cage appears behind Dukeman and this catches him off guard, capturing the robotic knight in its grips

Dukeman: You fool... You can't expect this to hold me. Royal Joust!

Junkman looks at the group and notices one of the robots is half red and half blue. He points at him with his claw hand.

Junkman: This one's mine.

Negaman: Very well... I'll show you why they call me Negaman.

Junkman: Negaman? Dude, shouldn't you be fighting Megaman instead?

Negaman: Make fun of my name, will you? Let's see how you like my Red Shift!

Negaman's magnetic control takes over the left half of Junkman's body, allowing Negaman to control the claw arm of Junkman and put him in a chokehold.

Negaman: How do you like that, Junkman? You see, my creator has scouted you guys since the beginning. He has learned that you are made of rather flimsy magnets... Magnets that I can take control of. Now, with your magnets, I shall choke you out with your own arm. Now, either surrender yourself or watch as you get choked out by your own weapon. Kekekeke....

Floating high above the others are Cloudman and one of the other robots.

Tempestman: I am called Tempestman, and I can control the weather....

Cloudman: Uh, hello. I control the weather. How unoriginal.

Tempestman: Grrr... Before you were so rude to interrupt me, you babbling little twerp, I was going to say that I have a far greater control then you do. Now, here's a taste of that power... WIND GUST!

Tempestman aims a small but powerful burst of wind at Cloudman, but the floating cloud dodges it, then bends over.

Cloudman: Hey, flying guy with moves that are similar to mine! Here's some wind you'll really like...

Cloudman strains as he lets out a massive fart that not only sends down Tempestman, but it also causes a massive stink and even causes a few people to faint

Cloudman: Oopsies... heh heh. I guess that last Xtra Large Bean Burrito with Garlic did its work then.

Tempestman: Oh god, the stench... It felt like I was blindsided by a stink bomb. Ugh... *He gets back up and sees that the stench still lingers in the food court* You little rodent... Get ready for the thunder! Thunder Blast!

Tempestman creates a storm cloud above him as thunderbolts hit his wings, giving him enough juice to channel it from his wings to his hands. Then, he fires off a bolt from his hands which hits Metabad, but to no effect.

Tempestman: What?!? That was supposed to destroy you.

Cloudman: Nah... That kinda tickled. Hey, if you would, can you send another thunder bolt this way, because I need something to scratch my back with. Ooh, this itch I've had since we came to the mall has been bugging me and my usual itch scratcher isn't with us.

Tempestman: You are an annoying little cretin... THUNDER BLAST!

Tempestman fires off another bolt at Metabad, but the cloud somehow dodged it again... But, the bolt somehow hits the lights above Cloudman, forcing sparks to rain down and making Cloudman retreat from his safe haven.

Cloudman: WAHH! I don't like sparks.

Tempestman: Hmm... How funny. You, a so-called master of the elements, are scared of a little spark. I assure you there will be more sparks when I get my hands on you.

With Cloudman down, the scene shifts over to Slashman as he hides behind a fallen table behind the other robots

Slashman: Hmmm... This is too easy. Now, to get my prey.

Slashman lunges at the other bots, who scramble out of his way except for one that just stands there. Slashman lands on him and thrusts his left claw into his arm, but much to Slashman's chagrin, when his fist hit the robot's shoulder, it caused a burn on his fist.

Slashman: Great... And this was my good hand. What the heck are you, anyway?

Causticman: I are Causticman. Me strongest of Beyonder Brigade...

Slashman: What? Wait a second... You mean you guys aren't Wily bots?

Causticman: Wily no make us. Wily sucks at robots. I are stronger then puny cat bot.

Slashman: You wish, ya prehistoric reject! SLASH CLAW!

Slashman jumps at Causticman and slashes him, but it does nothing to the molten robot

Causticman: That tickles. Caustic turn now. LAVA BURST!

Causticman slams his fists on the ground with a massive impact, which creates a large bouncing ball of magma aimed at Slashman. Slash does his best to avoid the attack, but it still manages to catch his foot, which caused a massive third degree burn to it.

Slashman: My foot! You'll pay for this *Charges at Causticman*

Causticman: Bad kitty... LAVA PLUME!

Causticman raises his buster and a powerful stream of lava comes out of and captures Slashman in it. The force of the move sends him all the way back to the entrance of the mall. Then, it quickly hardens around Slashman, locking him in a prison of molten rock

Causticman: I win! I are better then cat bot!

Slashman: There has to be a way out of this... *Tries to free his arms, but they are trapped in the molten rock* No way! It's like this guy was created to be my equal...Except he's stronger! We are in big trouble now... I just hope the others realize this before it's too late...

Burstgirl watches what happens to Slashman when a small robot comes to her.

Burstgirl: Ahhh... Aren't you a little cutie!

Scalarman: I'm NOT little, you dumb broad!

Burstgirl: Hey, now. That was mean. You take that back.

Scalarman: No way, sweetheart. I'll do this instead. *Places his hands apart and then starts to close them*

Scalarman starts to use his power of pressure by aiming for the head of Burstgirl's armor. She starts to struggle under the increasing pressure created to cause problems for her. She tries to escape from it, but Scalarman continues to keep the pressure on and forces all the air out of Burstgirl's lungs, forcing her to collapse in a heap.

Scalarman: Heh. Now, you know better then to mess with me. *Kicks the fallen body of Burstgirl* Now, stay down.

Back at the food court, the trigger happy Hazman has his target set on Freezeman.

Hazman: Hold still while I pump you full of toxic waste! NYAHAHA!

Hazman fires his Toxic Cannon at Freezeman, but the frozen robot master blockss it with an ice wall, which he sends sliding towards Hazman, knocking him to the groun.

Freezeman: I have an idea... *Uses a fully charged Freeze Cracker to freeze Hazman to the ground * There. You can't move. You’re done.

Hazman: You think you've won? Your dellusions are hilarous. *from under his knee cap, Hazman fires a blast of toxic waste from a hidden gun, blasting Freezeman *

Freezeman: What the- *is blasted back, slamming into the ground hard *

Hazman: Now, stay down. KYAH HA HA HA HA! *smashes the ice around him *

As Scalarman stands above Burstgirl, she uses her weapon to place bubbles all over the place. As he begins to rear back for another kick, she grabs his leg and throws him into the bubbles, which explode and send him into another one. This continues for the next 15 seconds while Avi gets back on her feet.

Burstgirl: You like that, ya meanie?

Scalarman: You... You were playing possum, weren't you?

Burstgirl: Heh. So you figured me out. Kinda surprising for a little guy like you.

Scalarman: I'M NOT LITTLE! I'm going to actually turn you into a freaking tin can when I'm done with you.

Meanwhile, Junkman is getting choked out by his claw hand as Negaman continues his control over it.

Negaman: It's a matter of time, Junk. You'll enjoy that feeling of defeat from your own weapon.

Junkman: I don't think so...*Uses his legs to trip up Negaman and end his control* Now, I have the upper hand hotshot. *Forms his Junk Staff*

Negaman: I hope you're ready for some batting practice...

Negaman uses his magnetic powers to lift many objects, from as small as a straw to as large as a table, and fires them at Junkman. Using his staff, he's able to deflect most of the small stuff, but the table knocks him down and sends him on his back.

Negaman: Too bad, Junk. I still have the upper hand here. Now, I shall proceed to complete my mission...

Junkman: What mission?

Negaman: What else then making sure you and the others are wiped out of existence. We have already beaten two of your fighters in Slashman and Freezeman, and you're the next one.

Negaman uses his power to lift the same table up, then flip it upside down. He releases it and it lands on top of the fallen Junkman. With the weight of the table on him, Junkman cannot escape.

Negaman: Game... Over!

Junkman: Ugh... You had to do that cheesy Bison line from that crappy Street Fighter movie?

(Shadow Writes)

Negaman: Not really. I just wanted to rub it in. But no matter. *uses his alternate polarity to start to pull junkman laterally, increasing the pressure on him * You'll soon be done.

Junkman: I'm not going down like this! *struggles to break free *

Negaman: Valiant effort, truly it was. But you’re done. *pulls free a support beam from nearby and levitates it near Junkman.* Say goodnight. *swings the beam down, shattering the table and slamming the already battered Junkman into the ground, creating a deep crater. The hole is so deep, that since they are on the second floor, he falls through the bottom floor, landing in a mangled heap on the floor.* Shame. I was expecting a better fight.

*Back at the other side of the mall*

Jetman: Haha! How long can you keep dodging and weaving? *relentlessly fires his Sonic Missiles at the speeding target that is Turboman, not caring who or what gets in his way. *

Turboman: You scumbag! There are still people here! *slides around a corner and pulls into a side hallway, hoping to evade the speeding Jet *

Jetman: Why should I care? I have to kill you. They are just bonus points for my kill count! *blazes past the hiding Turboman, still flying his missiles like they were a gattling gun *

Turboman: Phew... now I can get the drop on him. *transforms back to robot mode and gets ready. *

Jetman: *hovering over the hallway in his robot mode. * Nice try, but I'm no Wilybot. *fires his sonic cannon at the car robot, hitting him hard and sending him flying back into the hallway, hitting the wall hard. *

*meanwhile *

Tempestman: I tire of this farce of a battle. Fight me now!

Cloudman: If you’re tired you should go home!

Tempestman: ENOUGH! *speeds over to Cloudman, kicking him hard into the ground * I am through with you!

Cloudman: Hey! That wasn't fair! *throws a Thunder Bolt at the green robot *

Tempestman: *dodges nimbly * You are in a class below me. That had no chance of hitting me. Try this. Funnel Stream! *a highly pressurized stream of wind slams into Cloudman, rattling him heavily and knocking the wind out of him. *

Cloudman: Gack! Stop!

Tempestman: I will only stop when you are dead. *raises his arm and causes a giant lightning bolt to strike the grounded nimbus rider. *

Cloudman: *coughs * I'm not gonna...lose to you.

Tempestman: Yes. Yes you are. *puts both arms forward * Now to finish you. Flame Lance! *a giant beam of fire fires from Tempestman's outstretched hands, it barrels towards Cloudman, slamming him hard in the midsection, and carries him towards a support beam. He slams into the pillar and it collapses behind him. As the beam ends, cloudman lies in a pill of wreckage, not moving. * Excellent.

*at the same time *

Springman: *barely dodging slashes from the agile Dukeman * You don't stop, do you?

Dukeman: I am only allowed to stop when you are slain. *bashes Springman with his shield. *

Springman: Gah! *flies back and his a wall, but rebounds to safety *

Dukeman: Your elasticity won't save you much longer.

Springman: It better, It's all I got! *tosses 15 wild coils at Dukeman's feet, trying to trip him up *

Dukeman: Such unruly attacks, do you not know chilvary? *destroys every coil with one swipe of his sword. * I hadn't planned on doing this, but since you are fighting dirty. *raises his sword to Springman * You brought this on yourself. Lighting Spear!

*Lighting fast, and in the blink of an eye, a laser attack flies from his sword. The blast hits Springman dead on, and he falls down to the ground, only to be sent flying back up Dukeman's sword. He lands a crumpled heap on the top floor, unmoving. * And so it is done.

Dukeman: *sheathes his sword * You were a worthy adversary.

Shademan: You bastard! *swoopes down at Dukeman *

Rayman: No chance. *fires a high intensity energy beam at Shademan *

Shademan: What the- *is hit by the beam in the wing, burning a hole in it and grounding him * You bastard! *aims his Noise Crush at the robot, and starts firing them relentlessly. *

Rayman: *easily dodges the frantic attacks * You’re too reckless. You already lost. Solar Strike! *fires another energy beam, this time right into Shademan's buster, and in the resulting explosion it's clear its not useable anymore. * Now you’re done. Give up.

Shademan: Your going down! *makes a mad charge for Rayman, claws out and ready . *

Rayman: Heh. *nimbly dodges, and with a spin, removes the compass from his back. * So long * slashes Shademan 7 times, rendering the vampire bot inoperable * This is almost too easy.

*In the other side of the mall *

Scalarman: That trick WON'T work again.

Burstgirl: I think it might. But I won't have to! *starts throwing Danger Wrap and danger wrap at the miniscule pressure wielder. *

Scalarman: *the bubbles approach, but as each gets to the same point they crumble down to nothing. * Haha! See? I've increased the pressure around me to such a point that only I can exist. Can't you feel it? The awful crushing feeling?

Burstgirl: A little bit...but it's not enough to make me give up. *continues firing Danger Wraps. *

Scalarman: Lets see how you like this.. *raises his buster arm, and a small flash is seen *

Burstgirl: What the- ugh! *she falls over as if she was punched in the stomach. *

Scalarman: That was just a little bit. Try the full power! *does it again, except the flash is 25X as bright. * Bwhaha!

Burstgirl: No! *is slammed into the ground, the ground creating an outline of her, and she lies there unmoving. *

Scalarman: I TOLD you not to underestimate me!

*And at the other side of the mall again *

Jetman: You really think your little trick would work? *fires his sonic cannon again. *

Turboman: *hit by the cannon blast, flies back again * I was hoping it would. *throws a scorch wheel at the mock Starscream *

Jetman: *hovers over the wheel * You’re such a fool. Your wheels had no chance against my wings. *fires his sonic cannon again *

Turboman: Ugh! *falls to the ground. * Why...why are you doing this?

Jetman: *standing over the car robot * They were just my orders. But if it means I can get another X on my wing, I'm all too happy to do it. Say goodnight for the last time.

Turboman: You fool. *jumps up, and with his sword slashes the sonic cannon off of the arm of Jetman * Now you don't have a weapon.

Jetman: Hehe. You really think a pilot goes into battle with just missles? *a part of his wing slides off and lands in his hand * Sonic Blade, you like? *slashes the scorch saber into pieces *

Turboman: You bastard. I'll get you for this.

Jetman: You aren't going to be doing anything. *slashes Turboman deep and hard in the midsection. Turboman falls to the ground deactivated. Jetman kicks him in the way and starts to walk away* Told you. *presses a button * Brigade, report in.

Causticman: Catbot down.

Rayman: Shademan no longer functions.

Scalarman: Burstgirl won't be getting up again. Ever.

Dukeman: The cowardly knave is done.

Hazman: Freezeman is a broken mess.

Tempestman: That Cloudman fool is deactivated.

Negaman: Junkman is in 42 pieces over the first floor. I don't think he'll put up much more a fight anymore.

Jetman: Good job team. Mission complete, time to return home.

The End

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