The Epic Interdimensional Misadventures of Sir and Friends

(Most of the art was created by me. Some are pictures taken from Animal Jam)

(also note that this story isn't finished, so I'm frequently changing parts in the story, adding new pictures, adding new chapters, etc)

(also also note that this story is REALLY LONG) PART 1 Good day, my friend!

I am here to tell you a story. An unusual, really long story, about a strange group of friends. This certain group of friends will feel betrayal, feel desire, and feel loss and pain... But most of all, they will feel ''love. ''They will experience epic thrills unlike no other, and perhaps even stop an Interdimensional Rift in Space! But where will this story begin? Perhaps it will begin in the very home of the strange wolf creature named Sir who started it all.

Prologue - What is a Chimera, anyway?
Alright, before I let you meet him, I want to clear some stuff up. A chimera is not always a lion/goat/dragon/snake hybrid. Those lion/goat/dragon/snake hybrids are from Greek mythology. A chimera can actually be any living thing that is mixed with parts of a different living thing. Take this uhh, griffon... thing here as an example. I don't know what it is, actually. I assume its a griffon. I guess. I don't really know.

Okay, so griffons are the best example I could find of a chimera... Other than the chimera from Greek mythology, of course. Griffons have features of both eagles and lions, two entirely different living things, mashed together.

"But Sir! Those are only two different animals! Can't it just be considered a hybrid?"

Well, I'll find a different example of a chimera for you. Calm down.

You people are crazy.

Anyways, to the right is another chimera.

"I read about her. Nobody can prove if she is a chimera or not. Plus, that's still only two animals."

I know that. Did you even read the caption of the image?

This is the best example of a chimera in biology, you know, when two different animals splice together before they are born?

Chimeras are hard to explain... I just don't want to confuse anybody. Every time I say something about "Sir is a chimera" people get mad at me. DATS NOT A CHIMERAA,  They say. Yeah. They really say that.

"Can we just get on to the story? I know what a chimera is."

Fine...

Chapter 1 - Meet the Chimera Wolf
"OMG DATS NOT A CHIMERRRAAAA!!! DATS A DUM WOFLBOO."

No. Just no.

"I was just messing with you..."

Be quiet please! The story is starting.

Sir is a wolf. Not just any wolf, but a chimera wolf. He has bits and pieces from tons of different animals mixed with him.

"You just explained the entire prologue with that single sentence."

''Be quiet! ''You are going to ruin the story!

"Sorry."

Can't a Chimera Wolf read his own autobiography aloud without being interrupted by some random quoted text?

"Actually, I don't think he can."

...

Let me start over.

Sir is a wolf. Not just any wolf, but a chimera wolf. He has bits and pieces from tons of different animals mixed with him. Even though he may look scary, or ugly, or bad, or nasty, or creepy, or disturbing, or threatening, or spooky, or mean, or rude, or disrespectful, he is actually a hero.

But he doesn't think he is a hero. The heroic things he does every day seem like nothing.

Well, because they are nothing. Sir doesn't really do anything, he doesn't even leave his house anymore.

Did I mention his house is larger than planet Mars and it is located in Interdimensional Space? I don't think I mentioned that. Of course, the whole thing isn't a house. Its more like an entire city, with parks and wildlife reserves. Sounds pretty nice, huh?

Its not. Its very lonely. The only thing keeping the house from crumbling down is a bunch of dumb scatterbrained robots who make repairs every so often. The entire house only has a few inhabitants, like Mighty, Prancing, and Little Bird. There could be other people in the house that Sir forgot about.

Why am I speaking in 3rd person? Would speaking in 1st person make it less confusing?

"No."

Ok then. Sir enjoys reading. But most of all he enjoys cacti. Yes. Cacti. Sir could even be considered the Lord, God, or King of Cacti. He spends so much time around cacti, that he is practically immune to thorns. Not a single thorn can pierce him. Its a nice thing, really. Even powerful mutant space dragons get the thorns in between their scales. But they don't hurt Sir. Sir is proud.

"What does Sir even look like?"

Oh! I completely forgot to describe him. He has mostly black fur, with some dark green-blue fur, and small white stripes. He doesn't have paws, though. All four of his legs are replaced with long eagle legs.

"Wait... Sir is a wolfaboo, isn't he?"

No. He isn't. THIS is a wolfaboo.

"Ok, then."

Anyways, Sir also wears black fedora and a red and white tie, along with a red and yellow blanket on his back.

"What do your eyes look like?"

Yellow. Completely yellow. No pupils, just yellow.

"Nice. What do you eat?"

Paper.

"Is that ALL you eat?"

Usually, yes.

"That sounds unhealthy for both you and the ecosystem..."

All the paper is 100% recycled recycled recycled paper. Its really good. I guess I also like to just eat regular food, but not as often.

"Are you done talking about yourself yet?"

You're the one who wanted the hear the story!

"I want to learn about the other characters too, you know."

Fine, then!

Lets move on to my best friend... Prancing.

Chapter 2 - Meet Prancing
I'm going to let Prancing write this entire chapter himself. I really hope he doesn't mess this up. Hey! I'm Prancing! I have worked with Sir for many years and we have come up with many helpful inventions and physics equations. We are built on making the Multiverse a better place and we have already brought hundreds of once "fictional" concepts to life.

My hobbies include reading, and playing with electricity and plasma. People say to not play with fire, but plasma and electricity are far more dangerous... But also far more fun. I've heard of pyromaniacs, but what about plasmaniacs? Plasma is the perfect energy source... And it's pretty.

...Alright Prancing that's enough talk about Plasma for now. No, its not...

Yes, it is.

I don't even like Plasma that much. This is just some cheap character personality filler.

Liar.

Fine. I DO like plasma. But I like other things too. Like salads.

Is that it? Just salads?

I like tomatoes.

"But ponies can't eat tomatoes!"

Be quiet, random quoted text! My tomatoes are genetically modified!

*table flip*

Chapter 3 - Meet Mighty
We have met the chimera wolf and the unicorn, but we still have yet another character to meet...

Also, I'm not letting Mighty write this chapter, because when I let Prancing write his chapter, we just got in a fight.

A long long time ago, Sir was working at his restaurant, the Jamalot Diner. It was Fancy Friday, meaning everyone there had to wear their fanciest clothes, like really fancy clothes.

But one thing wasn't fancy... When Prancing, the waiter for that night, opened the door for someone, a dog ran in behind the visitor. It was a stray. It jumped onto the tables, knocking over glasses, bottles, and plates, and nearly knocking over the fancy Mira Ice Sculpture. The dog ate food off of plates, and caused chaos in the kitchen, but then Sir swiftly slipped a red and white striped scarf on the stray's neck.

''"What did you do to me?" ''said the stray dog, in a higher pitched, slightly robotic, and English accent.

The whole restaurant was astonished! The stray dog was no longer jumping about; it was now calm and content, and most importantly, talking.

"Why. Just why. I was having a great time being mindless. Jumping on tables and stuff, you know.

''Now I just want to sit down and chat. But that sounds boring."''

Did I mention he and Prancing have English accents as well? Sir has a much lower pitched voice than Prancing- However Prancing also talks a little but faster, as if he was nervous. Sir usually sounds very calm, but this time he couldn't hold back his excitement.

"IT WORKS!! IT FINALLY WORKS!! PRANCING, DID YOU HEAR HIM? HE IS SPEAKING!!"

Prancing immediately responded, "Can we keep him?"

Sir and Prancing decided to name him Mighty. His full name is Mighty Snowywolf.

Mighty barely paid attention to his new family. He just stared blankly at the wall. He might have been a little too smart for his own body now.

Sir whispered to Prancing, "Its not just the scarf that lets him talk. The scarf only does the computing and the talking. There's a little microchip I put in his head too, that picks up small signals."

Prancing, with his eyes widened, slowly nodded with approval to Sir.

Mighty kept staring at the wall. Sir was worried he made this stray dog, which probably would have ended up in the pound anyway, smarter than it should be.

"There's just one test left.." Sir muttered to himself.

Sir held a cookie above his head.

"WHO WANTS A COOKIE?" he yelled.

Mighty, who was bored and unresponsive earlier, was now literally eating out of Sir's hands.

"You're my new Master!" said Mighty, with excitement.

And that's the story of how I met mighty!

A group of young wolves, bunnies, and tigers sat in a circle around Sir. Half of them were asleep, or drooling all over the floor.

Nobody cares for fun stories anymore, eh?

Chapter 4 - Meet the other guys who don't appear very often
And now we are going to meet the other guys who don't appear very often. Some may appear more often than others, or some may not appear until you least expect it. First up, we will meet the Tree. Now, you are probably thinking,

''Oh, that's not a tree! That's a brown giraffe with leaves on his head. There's no way he can be significant in any way!''

Well, that's incorrect. This tree is a real tree! He changes with the seasons. The picture to the right depicts the tree in fall, when his leaves turn marvelous orange, yellow, and red.

''This story is very unorganized and chaotic, by the way. I think whoever started reading it probably stopped reading by now.''

"Hey, I'm the one supposed to be complaining!"

What about me?

All of you, cut it out! Italic text, go home. Bold text, go home. Random quoted text, go home! I'm tired of you ruining my story! "Can we stay if we don't say anything?"

Fine. But don't cause any more trouble! Anyways, the tree doesn't talk very much but he can talk. Also keep in mind that was me talking, not Italic text talking. Gosh this is so hard to explain. You are probably confused out of your mind by now. Who would even want to read my story? And why? If you're actually reading this, can you tell me? Please? I'm worried nobody cares about me.

I care about you.

Thank you, Bold text. You're not heartless like Italic text and Random quoted text.

"I heard that!"

I told you to not cause any more trouble!

"Sorry."

Ok, we talked about Tree, now we will talk about the next the other guy who don't appear very often but is still part of the story...

Lieutenant Muddyjoy, aka Lieutenant Muddybuddy. Lieutenant is in charge of maintaining the shrubberies around the parks in Sir's home. Also, for some reason, he always looks really tired, but he doesn't act tired. Maybe because he stays up until 1:00 A.M. every night, and gets up at 7:00 A.M. every morning. Maybe the only thing keeping him awake is all that coffee. He drinks about 6 cups every day. He heard something about coffee making you live longer...

Umm...

Now lets meet these two interesting brothers, Mister and Expert Happycamper. Mister Happycamper is extremely timid. When he and Expert were young, they strayed from their herd. Little did they know that wolves, who acted like cats, were prowling the forest. They were frolicking through a clearing, when a wolf jumped out of the bushes and said:

":leaps from bushes:"

Mister was not a happy camper. The wolf continued its speech,

":long cat tail whips around while she pulled her sword out:"

Both Mister and Expert were confused by the wolf- However, they learned that the wolf was saying her actions before they did them, giving them time to escape each attack.

":aims for legs:"

Expert jumped up, with the sword slashing below his feet. But then the wolf said...

":aims for legs nn nm nd:"

She broke every bone in Experts legs with her blunt pirate sword, and Mister screamed.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

Mister picked up Expert with all his strength, and took a deep breath.

Mister took ANOTHER deep breath... And prepared his lungs.

He said,

":uses dragon shout nn nm nd:"

A huge blue blast of energy was forced from Mister's mouth. The wolf lost her balance, and stumbled back into place. "You powerplayer!" she screamed, as she ran quickly back into the bushes.

Mister carried Expert back to where their herd used to be... All they found were still deer with the red splash pattern.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"

They screamed and screamed. The clan wolf cats had killed everyone they knew, with their deadly words like ":pulls out arrow from quiver and launches it at deer hart nm nn nd:" How did they get past the filter?

Anyways, Expert and Mister were scared almost to death. Mister salvaged some strange black and purple gauntlets, and placed them on Expert's legs. He could walk again, but it was painful. Mister helped him get through it.

Ever since the powerplaying wolves who were cat-wannabes attacked, nothing has ever been the same for Mister and Expert. Expert still wears the gauntlets. It turns out, these are powerful Phantom Gauntlets, infused with mysterious Phantom energies...

Mister has been scarred forever. Some say he is a little insane. If he sees another wolf acting like a cat, he starts freaking out... But he never fights back. He lets the "cats" play their little game of words. He learns their secrets. He knows ''everything. ''

'''Hey Sir, its me! I'm Bold text. I want to talk about something. I think you are spoiling the main story with all these backstories! You should get on with the main story, and introduce these characters as we go along, maybe it will be a better experience for people if they don't know everything about a character before they meet him or her.'''

Good idea, Bold text! In fact, I might as well start the story right now. I guess I already spoiled Prancing, Lieutenant, Tree, Expert, Mister, and Mighty... But there are still many more characters to meet...

Chapter 5 - The (sort of) beginning!
This story is finally about to begin. I, Sir, will start the narrative in 1st person, and introduce characters as I go along. I might let others tell their view story in the other chapters, and so on. I project that the story will be the most immersive and also confusing story ever retold on this entire website!

It was a nice, stormy day in Jamaa. To most people, it was nasty weather. But to me, it was fantastic. The rain was cool and wet and the puddles were the best to splash in. There were skyscrapers, some leaned to the side, supported by crazy arches and astonishing feats of architecture, and others were interesting shapes like triangles and cylinders. On the sides of each building were advanced wind farms- each designed to collect as much wind as possible and convert it into energy. Solar panels were infused in 60% of all the skyscraper's windows. Small thin trees, native to mountainous regions, grew on sky-top gardens. Sky-tops were a new term for the efficient gardens that rested on top of skyscrapers in those days; they were built of plants made to withstand low air-pressures and high wind speeds.

I assume you are confused, you are wondering how this could even be remotely close to Jamaa. Well, I would not like to lie to you, so I will explain to you exactly where I am.

I am in the future.

Not your future, but in another you's future. I'm in an alternate dimension, which is set in the future of Jamaa. The exact date is January 1st, 2587. Its the anniversary of a very important day.

Its a little chilly, but there hasn't been very much snow. It usually melts when it hits the pavement. Not many animals drive vehicles; many just ride on the 0-friction trains that hover using magnetism that can go almost 300 mph, or about 482 km.

It probably seems crazy to see animals living in such an advanced world... But they couldn't have made it without help. I'm going to tell you the true story. You may not believe me at first, but if I don't tell you now, you may not understand.

Stories turn into rumors, rumors turn into tall-tales, which turn into myths, which turn into legends, and then get twisted and retold so many times until they are much different from the first time the story was told...

But I wanted to hear the truth. I went back to before the story was considered a legend. I went as far back as I could, so that I could watch it happen before my own eyes.

Chapter 6 - The Story of Zios
It was a hot, humid day. I was in between Sarepia and the Temple of Zios, where one of the river's offshoots ends. It was boggy and also very rocky. Thin tree branches reached all the way from the canopy and over the water. Colorful vines tangled around the mangroves, and the forest was filled with sounds of birds like cukoos, flycatchers, and parrots. It was like a painting, with all the colors balanced and carefully, as if every detail was gently put into place. Suddenly it all went quiet. A strange light raced from the top of the sky. It was on a path for one of the tall rocky plateaus close by. Birds started flocking, and then fleeing from the light.

I watched in awe, but I was not afraid. I knew exactly what was happening.

The light crashed into one of the plateaus. There was a shockwave from the impact, but it was quite weak, and barely made the leaves on the trees rustle. It felt like cool air had just moved in and replaced the hot, humid air, and a small breeze blew from the north.

Where the light had crashed, a golden figure rose to its feet. I climbed through the rocky jungle, and found a nice rocky spire to use as a good lookout point. When the figure turned around towards me, I could see all of its features. It had two legs, and two arms, exactly like the shape of a human, but it appeared to be made of light. But what shocked me the most was the figure's mask. It was Zios. I had gone far enough through spacetime and found the right alternate dimension of Jamaa!

Basically, this is called an Alternate Timeline Copy, a copy of another dimension, but set in a different time.

The Jamaa calender starts on January 1st, and today was that day. The start of the calender marks the start of a new era for the people of Jamaa...

Did I mention any sentient being is considered a person?

Anyways, the new era was marked by the giving of The Two Gifts. These two gifts were knowledge and speech. Zios gave these two gifts to animals, from Man.

Zios, believe it or not, was from Earth. He traveled space and time to find an almost exact Alternate Timeline Copy of Earth. Not an exact copy, an almost exact copy. He was looking for a copy of Earth, with one difference- No humans.

He wanted to create a heaven for all animals, but not wild. He wanted to see what would happen if animals could feel and love just like he did.

When he gave The Two Gifts of knowledge and speech to the animals, there were no wars. There were no territories. Instead of the survival of the fittest, it was now a peaceful, intelligent world. But of course, animals still had to eat... So yeah. Bugs and fish got the short end of the stick (because they are the animals at the bottom of the food chain)... But for the most part it was lovely.

About 10 years later, animals had formed tribes and clans. They were hunter-gatherers, and they became smarter and smarter as the years went by. But even with their increasing intelligence, soon they forgot all about what really happened... They assumed Zios created everything, because they weren't really all that smart back then anyway.

They created a stone temple, with bronze and golden decorations, to honor Zios. They built amazing fountains and irrigation, and thick stone doors that could be opened with levers. They created many works about their world. Some of these works we still read to today (and for some reason still believe). They wrote down everything they knew about their world. (But it wasn't very accurate),

Here is how the first draft of the legend went:

Light came from sky.

Landed on empty world.

Was bored.

Made world better place to live.

Made animals to live in world.

Was bored again.

People worshiped it.

Worship it or die.

The end.

Kind of a boring story. But it worked. Over time it became more stretched...

There was nothing.

Light appeared.

Light named Zios.

Zios made planets and stars.

Zios was bored.

Zios made life on one planet.

If you don't worship Zios you'll get thrown into the sun.

The end.

Now of course you are wondering, WHAT ABOUT THE HERON LADY??

Well, I'm getting to that part! You see, Zios was only mortal. He had mortal desires, like love and friendship. But because everyone was like "OMG IF U DONT WORSHIP HIM HE WILL ZAP U IN2 TEH SUN!!" nobody wanted to go near Zios. So he was really, really lonely. Like, more lonely than I am...

Anyways, Zios learned that having all the power wasn't fun. People feared him.

"Its better to be feared than loved," -some guy (maybe Machiavelli)

Well, Zios didn't agree with that. He was miserable. He would sit on top of the plateau he first arrived on, and weep and cry every single day, because nobody loved him. About several thousand years later, if you Jamoogled (Jamaa's version of Google) him, his definition would come up as:

"A mythical, powerful deity said to have created the universe and the entire world. He can zap people into the Sun."

Jeez. People are such a jerk to Zios.

Zios couldn't see into the future, so he didn't know about Jamoogle yet, but he was still really sad. Nobody seemed to notice him crying. All they did was build more statues of him and write more stories about why you should worship him.

He felt like a little baby but he couldn't help the crying. Was giving intelligence to all these dumb animals a bad idea?

It was late at night, about a year since Zios started throwing his fit. But he was not alone.

He heard the graceful beat of wings behind him. A shadow was cast over him, and he turned around. A graceful, sleek heron was facing him. She was almost as tall as he was, and her yellow eyes seemed to reflect every last drop of moonlight. Her feathers sparkled and shone as she danced around. She was trying to impress him.

Zios didn't even talk. He was put under a trance by the swift dances of the heron.

She said to him,

"You are nothing but mortal..."

She twirled around, with her long feathers trailing behind her like ribbons.

"I am a mortal as well."

He wondered how the heron knew he was a mortal.

The heron paused her graceful dance, and looked to Zios.

"My name is Mira."

Before Zios could respond, she had already ran behind him. He looked up in time to see her jump and glide over his head, only to land in front of him again.

She then looked away, and dived off the side of the plateau, opening her wings, and then swooping upwards into the sky. She flew far off into the moonlight, until Zios could see her no more.

Chapter 7 - The Sun and the Moon
Every night, Mira would visit Zios. They talked about life, and soon they knew each other very well. Mira's family was worried about her. She would go off into the night, and only return very early in the morning. They were upset with her for not telling them where she was going, and why.. So they locked her up in her room.

"it's for your own good, Mira!" they would say to her, to try to calm her down.

But she kept trying to escape. She was panicked. Her parents were even more worried. Then Mira said, without thinking,

"But I love him! He will miss me!"

Her parents were shocked. "Who is it you love?" they asked. They started to feel guilty.

''"You won't believe me!" ''she snapped.

"Please tell us..." her mother begged.

She calmed down, and took a deep breath.

"I love... I love Zios."

Her parents gasped, not only because their daughter was in love with the Sky Father, but because she had suddenly become even more beautiful than before. Her feathers had been straightened out, and her beak was polished and shiny. It was if she had become the Queen of Jamaa... and in fact, she had.

"Go to him, Mira! It is what you deserve, after all!" her parents said, as they unlocked all of the windows and doors in Mira's room. Mira dove out the window and flew swiftly to Zios. She looked back to her parents, and said, "Thank you."

But the plateau was different this time. Torches were put around in a circle, and birds of all kinds were sitting around the circle, some were from very distant places in Jamaa. Zios stood calmly in the center of the toches, and Mira kissed him.

This entire time I had been sitting on top of that stone spire. The racket from all the birds cheering for Zios and Mira nearly toppled all the stone towers, and the one I was standing on.

There was a huge celebration! Mira and Zios were now the King and Queen of Jamaa! There was much rejoice through the land, but not a single soul, but Mira and Zios themselves, knew they were mortal. Every night they would sing and dance on top of the plateau. I remember one of their songs. It went:

We may be different and opposites at that-

But none of us fight at the drop of a hat!

We will dance and play no matter the weather,

 'Till the end of the night.

The sun lives as light, the moon lives as feathers,

When nobody is looking they will dance.

Zios the sun,

Mira the moon,

'''Its a pair made only by chance. '''

~folk song titled The Sun and the Moon

Chapter 8 - All good things
Mira and Zios stayed together, always. It was like a fairytale. Everywhere they went, they were congratulated with roses and cheers. But they were old. Zios was starting to have trouble walking, and Mira, although younger than him, was slowed down as well. The two decided to live far away from any of the animals, where they could live in peace together. They picked the top of a plateau, much like the one they first met on. The plateau had a gorgeous view of a waterfall, and it was covered in thick spruce and pine trees. You may know this area, as it was just discovered again recently. It is named Royal Ridge.

The peace didn't last long, though. Zios was dying. Mira couldn't stand to see him like this. Zios created the phantoms, to help protect Jamaa once he was no longer able to do it himself.

The night after he created the phantoms, he wasn't able to dance with Mira anymore.

He had passed away.

Chapter 9 - Mira's tears
Mira was completely heartbroken. Her love, and only friend, was gone. Even her parents were gone. After being made the Queen, her life had been extended to much longer than that of a normal heron's. She watched everyone she had known fade away, and she was about to fade away herself.

''"I wish I could have just faded away with them!" ''she screamed.

She started crying over the remains of Zios. His body of light had gone away, and all that remained was a dark brown mask. It was no longer golden, and the blue eyes now had no color.

Her tears rolled down, and pooled on the floor around her. All the hate and sadness she had ever felt was all being let out, all at once. The phantoms that Zios had created, were making Jamaa a better place already. But when they heard the screaming, agony, and sorrow of Mira, they absorbed her hate and sadness, and turned their backs on Jamaa. Several phantoms denied to be corrupted, but were quickly dispatched by the rise of the evil phantoms. Mira barely saw what happened. She was trying to take Zio's mask to his old ruined temple, but she was being attacked by the phantoms. She couldn't take it any longer.

They killed her.

The mask fell loose from her talons, crashing into the old, dry fountain that used to stand in Zios's name.

Mira fell quickly to the ground, and one last tear dropped from her eye.

Chapter 10 - Fall and Rise of an Empire
The phantoms tried to lock up and enslave as many animals as they could. Many who were not able to be captured were killed. The phantoms that had successfully kidnapped animals left through a dark vortex, taking the animals with them. The remaining phantoms went around polluting and destroying the natural landscapes, and creating watchtowers to keep an eye on their animal subjects. The towns and cities were ruined, and animals barely got along any longer under the rule of the phantoms.

Artisans stopped making sculptures of Zios and Mira. The only image of Mira that remained was the old statue, but even that was ignored. Nobody even remembers who first made the statue of Mira. Some say it was there before Mira was made queen, perhaps put there as a prophecy. Zios's old mask just laid in ruin, next to his forgotten temple, plagued with pollution and surrounded phantom forces.

The animals knew they would not survive much longer without using their gifts, knowledge and speech. They had an idea to fight back against the phantoms. They chose 6 animals, each chosen for their skills in Bravery, Stealth, Kindness, Technology, Artistry, and Botany.

Their names were,

Sir Gilbert, the brave Tiger

Professor Greely, the stealthy Wolf

Liza, the kind Panda

Graham, the smart Monkey

Peck, the artistic Rabbit

Cosmo, the botanic Koala

Some say these 6 animals each had a fragment of Mira and Zio's souls in them. These 6 "Alphas" went around the world, using all their abilities together to restore the damage the phantoms had done. But the hardest things to clear up were the phantom's watchtowers. Greely would sneak in and expose the weaknesses of the tower, Sir Gilbert followed and fought back against the remaining phantoms. Liza aids her fellow Alphas when they are in trouble, and Peck usually comes up with the creative plans of attack. Graham can invent new technologies to use against the phantoms, and Cosmo helps bring back the plant life the phantoms had killed off. If one of the Alphas was missing from the attack, everything could go wrong.

After many years, the alphas had removed every phantom watchtower, all except one, which Greely kept secret from the others... He didn't want to completely get rid of the phantoms. He had questions about them, that deserved answers. (This is the tower in The Great Escape).

But despite the 6 Alpha's fame, there were more animals who shared the souls of Mira and Zios. Nobody knows all their names, but each of them are just as important as the first 6 Alphas.

They live with the rest of us, not yet aware of their own secrets. But when the time comes, they will be ready.

"Some believe it is only great power that can keep evil in check, but that is not what I have found. I found it is the small everyday deeds of ordinary folk that keep the darkness at bay. Small acts of kindness and love."

-a wizard

Chapter 11 - Back to the Future
You know understand the origin of intelligence in Jamaa. If Zios had never given those gifts to the animals, they would not have been able to build these beautiful, eco-friendly skyscrapers I see here today thousands of years later. But there are still phantoms, who haunt the unprotected lands of Jamaa. Some say the phantoms represent the unwillingness of animals to change. Whenever a new technology is proposed, some small groups of animals refuse to accept it...

Here is an example.

"You shouldn't use underwater turbines here! It's not what it's meant to be! Jamaa is supposed to be natural, not full of turbines and vehicles, we're animals, for Zios's sake!"

The protesters kept the energy company from building the turbines, and guess what happened?

That same river became polluted by phantoms. The phantoms sucked all the energy they could from the animals living around the river. If they had built the turbines, enough energy would have been generated to keep the power going, even with the phantoms leeching off the energy.

Now, you don't really have to worry, because phantoms can't build huge watchtowers like they used to, but the Alphas are worried that the phantoms are hiding something much bigger...

Phantoms have always been seen as all the evil in this world, materialized into a nasty and vile species.

...But not all of them are like that.

Not all of them are bad.

One good phantom remains.

Only one.

Lets rewind back into the story of Mira and Zios...

Mira's last tear rolled off of her cold, dead body. It soaked into the ground.

It was a tear of happiness.

Mira was happy she was finally ''fading away. She would meet her family again, she would maybe even meet Zios, in Heaven''. She would be dead, like everyone else she loved. It was finally over.

The tear stayed in the ground.

It would not be touched for another 2,580 years.

Chapter 12 - Gorgeous Braveivy and Jeremy.
On January 1st, 2587, it happened.

The tear had awoken.

A small, black dot grew from the ground. It stayed still for a moment, as if it had given up, but then it lifted itself off the ground, and hovered there. It opened its small, timid eye, and then instantly hid from the animals who were behind it.

None of the animals, all but one, had noticed the black speck.

The only one who noticed the speck was named Gorgeous Braveivy. Her friends called her Ivy, sometimes they called her Blue.

She gently reached her paws in the bushes, and led the black speck out.

"Its ok, little guy, I'm not going to hurt you...

You're a phantom, aren't you? I've never seen a phantom so small... I've never even seen a phantom be scared before."

The phantom shuddered. It was scared of everything. It had only just been born, and it was very delicate. Normally young phantoms will shock anything that gets close, but this one just hovered there and shivered.

"You don't act like the other phantoms I've seen..."

The phantom just kept shivering.

"Hey, what if I gave you a name..."

The phantom's eye widened. Not from happiness, just pure terror.

"Jeez, nothing is going to make you like me, huh?"

The phantom seemed to nod, as if it thought it was funny. Ivy sneaked into her den, without her friends noticing. She locked the door behind her, closed all the windows, and then set the phantom on a table. It lifted itself off the table and started hovering above it. It no longer seemed scared, but more annoyed.

Ivy poked the phantom. It jerked back.

"You know what, I'm just going to name you Jeremy."

The phantom looked at her like she was crazy.

"You think looking at me will make me change your name? I'm not going to name a lame thing like you 'Killer,' you know."

The phantom glared at her.

"Oh, so you think I'm the lame one?" she snapped back.

The phantom backed away a bit and almost fell off the table. Ivy picked Jeremy up and carried him to her backyard. In the yard rested a large, sleek spaceship.

"This, my friend, is the Blue Griffon."

She lifted up her other paw and pushed a button on some sort of control panel strapped to her wrist.

Hot plasma shot out of the engines and from the vents, then a warm humming sound filled the yard. The plasma stopped shooting out as violently, and shifted from a molten white color, to a deep hot magenta.

The phantom stared wildly at the spaceship.

Ivy jumped in the spaceship, and yelled to Jeremy.

"Are you coming, or what, bro?"

Jeremy looked around him. There was nothing else to do, so he slowly and steadily got in the ship with her. She closed the cockpit, turned up a few knobs, and clicked a few buttons. The humming grew louder, and the landing gear folded up as the ship started hovering above the ground. The trees shook from the downdraft of the ship. The cockpit lid clicked into place, and the vented plasma started turning white hot again. The ship started lifting into the sky, and the hyperdrive activated, speeding the ship up to unimaginable speeds, launching it up into the heavens.

Once it exited the atmosphere, Ivy balanced it and made it hover in space.

"Hey little guy, do you see that?" She pointed to a star formation. Looking closer, Jeremy noticed it resembled the mask of some kind of thing, but he didn't remember what.

"Its beautiful, isn't it?"

She then pointed over to the distant solar system, that they had been in 50 seconds ago.

"See that little blue speck? That's Jamaa." She then told him about all the other planets that she could see.

Jeremy could barely believe his eyes. How could he be that far from the world, that fast?

As Jeremy literally stared into space, an alarm suddenly sounded inside the Blue Griffon, and a couple lights flashed. Jeremy nearly passed out from all the sudden commotion.

"Oh darn! Not them again!"

A group of pirates rose from the space around them and circled the Blue Griffon, with their makeshift high-energy-focus-beam-launchers attached to their salvaged, rusty cargo ships.

"These nasty pirates like to hang out in deep space, waitin' for travelers like us!"

She powered up the focused-laser mounted in the "beak" of her ship.

''"Almost ready to shoot!" ''she said.

A huge, bright magenta beam shot from the front, She tilted one of the thrusters on the wings and increased its power, causing the ship to spin in a circle, with the laser still shooting. The spinning laser sliced through every pirate ship that was circling them.

"YEAH! Now that's what I call the Tornado!" she yelled, while stabilizing the ship.

Jeremy looked up at Ivy. Maybe he could be friends with her, after all. I mean, a wolf flying a spaceship named after a cool creature of a cool color shooting lasers and destroying pirates? Who wouldn't wanna be a friend with that wolf?

Chapter 13 - The Best of Friends
Jeremy and Ivy were best friends. They would go get ice cream together, take walks through the park, and enter their ship in races. Sometimes they won 2nd, most of the time they won 1st.

Many of the other racers would say, "It's not my fault I lost! Its bad engineering. Badly built spaceships,"

Ivy and Jeremy would just giggle at them. They didn't always care about winning, just about having fun and going fast.

Ivy had to be careful, though. She tried really hard to keep Jeremy a secret from everybody. She had managed to do it for 3 years. By now, Jeremy was an adult and he was a lot harder to hide, but he still had the sweet nature, and attitude, of a honeybee.

Ivy rarely talked to her friends anymore, and some of them stopped talking to her. She barely even stopped to send them jam-a-grams.

But Ivy didn't care! Jeremy was more fun than ever! He could now almost talk, and Ivy was teaching him how to use gems and how to cook food.

But aside from teaching him how to be like a normal person in Jamaa, she helped him practice his phantom abilities. Normally phantoms specialize in electricity and pollution, but Jeremy had other powers. He could create strange blasts of dark purple energy, that had the reverse effects of other phantom's energy attacks. He could heal plants, heal the sick, and even repair polluted areas. Ivy and Jeremy would sneak out at night, clearing phantom pollution. When the alphas got there to clean it up in the morning, it would already be crystal clear. The people of Jamaa started calling it a miracle. They talked about putting cameras up, and eventually they did, but Jeremy and Ivy always managed to sneak past the surveillance. You see, it was now illegal to keep pet phantoms in the year 2587. About 500 years earlier, people could keep pet phantoms in cages, but phantoms could escape and ruin houses. Captive phantoms were banned.

Ivy knew if she tried to say 'Jeremy is harmless,' they would have already hauled him away for the... for the... phantom slaughterhouse, before he could demonstrate his powers...

But that didn't stop her from having fun.

It was late at night. Ivy found a very old electric car, perhaps from more 100 years ago, before the magnetized bullet trains were available to everyone. It didn't belong to anybody, she assumed, and she was curious to drive it. When she got in, the dashboard was very similar to that of her spaceship, and she had no trouble figuring it out. She drove it into an abandoned parking lot, and instantly started doing donuts, wheelies, and all sorts of stunts she could think of. Jeremy got a little nervous.

"Oh jeez, Jeremy, you are right. We probably shouldn't be doing this. This isn't even our car..."

She drove the car quickly back to its original spot, turned off the engine, got out as fast as she could, pulling Jeremy with her, then hiding. She had just barely noticed them before, but they appeared to be some other animals in dark clothing about 40 feet away, under a burnt out lamp post. One was an arctic wolf, the other, a kangaroo.

"Moderators..." she whispered.

The kangaroo flicked his ears around as he pulled out a phone, or maybe a walkie-talkie of some kind. He then started talking into the device,

"Uh yeah, I think there was something going on around here. i think I can see some uh, tire tracks... they look pretty fresh. I think we got a reckless, or maybe drunk driver around here somewhere."

The arctic wolf looked over to the kangaroo and nodded. "Nice reporting, David."

"Hey, are you making fun of me?" David snapped back to the arctic wolf.

"Pfft," the wolf walked closer to David. "I'm the one supposed to be doing to reporting."

David glared at the wolf. "If we keep doing this every night, we aren't going to get our job done."

The arctic wolf then matched the tire tracks to the old car. He looked at it with curiosity, and said, "This thing looks like it hasn't been driven in years.." He then looked inside. "There's nothing in there at all..." He thought about using his scanner to pick up any nearby life, but he decided against it.

"David, I don't think this is something we have to worry about."

David glared at him. "Marcus, do you think you are going to get out of doing your job again?

Marcus looked down at the ground. He pulled out his scanner. I don't want to do this... He thought to himself. He pressed a few buttons, selected some settings, and held the scanner up, pointing it around the parking lot. The scanner started buzzing when it was pointed towards the dumpster, the very dumpster Ivy and Jeremy were hiding behind...

"Oh god, David, I picked something up..."

Chapter 14 - Through Ivy's Eyes
I quickly threw Jeremy into the dumpster. As long as they didn't find him, it would be okay. Besides, phantoms aren't alive, so their scanners shouldn't pick him up.

I was going to distract them. Of course they would think I would be the only one who did it, and if they saw me, they probably wouldn't look in the dumpster.

"So, what have you been up to out here?" asked Marcus, with a stiff tone. He was trying to make his voice deeper than it was before.

"Were you driving that car in the middle of this parking lot?" Marcus pointed to the tracks, which went around and around in a circle.

"I did..." I said softly.

"Is she even old enough to drive?" asked David, quietly, to Marcus.

"I think so," Marcus replied, in a whisper.

"Where you driving with anybody else?" asked David, more kindly than Marcus.

"No," I responded. But it was true. I wasn't driving with anybody else, I was driving with a phantom.

David wrote on a small yellow slip, and then handed it to me. It was a ticket, saying I had to pay 100 gems for "reckless driving." I didn't refuse to pay him the money, I had about 400 gems left anyway.

"Have a good night, ma'am," said Marcus, as the two moderators walked away. I think I saw them give each other a high-five.

"Pathetic..." I whispered to myself.

After the two moderators disappeared, I pulled Jeremy out of the dumpster. He made some kind of upset buzzing noise, that probably meant something rude, and he shook off some off the trash that had gotten stuck to him.

"That could've been bad, Jeremy. We're lucky.

Also, I'm never driving a random abandoned car ever again..."

Jeremy glared at me. It was about 3:00 A.M., and we were both really tired.

"Lets just go home and sleep in..."

Jeremy agreed. He was just as tired as I was.

We went home and slept until 11:00. When I got up, I was really hungry. But there was no food in the house left... I swear I had just gone shopping. But it wasn't Jeremy who ate it...

There was someone else in the house!

The extremely odd creature lifted his head to look at me. He lifted his hat a little so I could see his face.. And he said to me,

"Sorry about.. all the umm, missing food. I've been traveling over thousands of years, however it only took me two years, and I haven't eaten at all for those two years. I was standing on top of a rocky spire, that's probably toppled over by now. Its hard to explain..."

He handed me a sack that had 600 gems in it.

"Thats to cover all the food... and umm, also furniture I ate."

"You ate my furniture?" I asked, slightly worried.

"It was only one chair... so ummm..." he responded. He seemed to feel very guilty.

"Can you explain this to me? You traveled for thousands of years, but it only took 2 years, and you didn't eat the entire time? Are you crazy?" I yelled to him.

"No, I'm not crazy. Just unorganized."

I was so confused. I assumed if he was telling the truth, then he would have to be a time-traveler or something. Like, a Time Lord. I don't even know. But still, why would he eat my chair?

"It's not time-traveling, its much more simpler to do, but far more complicated to explain. Let me show you."

He pushed several buttons on a wristband much like mine. I could see it had a small keyboard on it, which he entered coordinates on. The coordinates he entered read -6, 854, 43.7.

He pressed Enter.

Nothing happened.

He entered coordinates again, this time reading -6, 864, 43.7.

Some sort of vortex/portal/teleportation thing opened in the middle of the room. It was a swirling blue, purple, and orange mixture on the edges, and on the inside I could see Jamaa Township. But it wasn't the big city you see today. It was a cute little village with a few buildings, and yellow cobblestone streets. I jumped in, then I turned around, but there was no portal. I guess it was a one-way trip. I stared in awe at the other animals around me. There was lots of hustle and bustle in the village, but I guess it was a city back then.

People were constantly shouting out,

"I need a mate! Come to my den please, if you like me!"

"Please trade me a headdress!"

"I need a spike!!"

But some words caught my attention. This one conversation seemed important.

"Have you heard the rumors?"

"I think so..."

"They say that there's still phantoms out there."

"Phantoms are just a myth, like all the other stuff."

"They said the alphas didn't get rid of all the phantoms."

"Alphas? Give me a break."

The other animal then left.

The creature that I talked to earlier grabbed me by the shoulder and pulled me behind some bushes.

"This is very important," he said. "I needed someone to help me with this, and you were my best choice."

"What did you need help with?" I asked. "And, what is your name?"

"Call me Sir. So uh, this is the year 2015."

"In the past?" I asked excitedly.

"No, we aren't in the past. We are in a copy of the past. If we were in your past, then spacetime would be completely screwed up by now." he replied, sounding very serious. "But we are in an alternate past, meaning we won't affect your future, only the future of the animals you see here."

"But you said you needed help with something, Sir," I said, impatiently.

"Ah yes, the reason I traveled to this copy of the past is because something extremely important, and extremely terrible, is going to happen today. If you're wondering why I care so much about this past, is because this is my past. Well, not really. Its really hard to explain. This past affects your past, which then is your future, and... I think I messed up. Well, the thing is, if we don't save this past, then all the other timelines will fail as well."

"I think I understand..." I replied, though I wasn't sure.

"Well, one of the most famous Alphas, Greely, made a huge mistake."

"Greely? Greely is still around in my future!" I couldn't believe how old Greely was.

"Yes, he is old, but that's not important now. Whats important is that we find the phantom nest he is hiding." Sir seemed kind of worried. "You probably already knew that Greely once hid an entire phantom watchtower in his backyard so he could study phantoms, and you probably already know that he also died while stopping the phantom volcano from erupting.."

"Greely died?" I said, shocked.

"Yes, he did die. But something brought him back, which I will explain later. Whats important now is that we find the hidden phantom nest."

"I think you mean a phantom ''hive." ''I said, trying to sound smart.

"I guess you could call it a hive, but its not really a hive. Its The Hive. Not the hive, The Hive. Its 96.4 times larger than the hive some of the alphas cleared out recently. It spans entire underground channels, some miles long. The phantoms are preparing something huge. They aren't going to just conquer this Jamaa, but ''every other Jamaa they can reach as well...." A seal came close to seeing us behind the bushes. "''This isn't the place we should talk. Follow me." Sir opened a portal to his home, and we both went in.

I replied to his earlier statement. "So that means my future is in danger too?" I gulped from fear.

Sir looked down at the floor like he was afraid to tell me.

He slowly looked back up at me and said, "Yes."

Chapter 15 - The Plan
I wanted to cry from how much was going on around me. Sir could tell I was feeling scared. He gently put his talon on my shoulder, and said,

"You have something. You have courage, and hope... and you also have a little phantom who can help us."

I lifted up my raccoon hat and pulled out Jeremy. He had heard our whole conversation earlier, and he was shaking with fear, just as I was.

"Now if we do this right, we can sneak right into the deepest part of The Hive, quickly and quietly. At the base of The Hive, there should be an ancient Vortex that leads to a dimension the phantoms have conquered. In that one dimension, the phantoms have a piece of technology they stole from me. They will use it to travel to any dimension they want, if they get it repaired. If we destroy that technology before they repair it, they will no longer be able to travel to any alternate dimension, and your future will be safe."

Jeremy looked at me. He then looked at Sir and nodded, and then saluted him.

Sit then said, "Now, Ivy, you are one of the most important people in this mission. But you aren't the only one besides me. There are more people we will need to successfully pull of this mission. I have it all planned out, and it looks like we will need a lot of people to get this done right. The first step is getting past Greely, or any of the alphas. We can't just barge into Greely's house and ask him to let us get in The Hive he is keeping secret. We are going to need something fast and stealthier than Greely himself, so we can get in the hive. We need a stealth jet."

"A STEALTH JET? This mission keeps getting crazier and crazier! I don't know if I can handle this!" I said. I added, "Plus, I can't even fly a jet. I can only fly spaceships."

"Its ok," Sir said, reassuringly. "I know someone else who can fly a jet."

Chapter 16 - Through the Eyes of ????????


I. Was. Reading... A bOOk. a GooD book. About... STEALTH. called. The Art of Stealth and... i forgot. anyways it was COOl it was... Written. By. PROFESSOR GReeLY! You KnOW whhhhy? BecAUse. PraNCING had JUST! ORDERED! A new stealth JEt fOR mE. its. super. IMPORTANT. ok ok ok.

Then i heard KNOCKING ON THE DooR!!

I went, to. to. the. door. And. Opened. it. Because I Can. there. was SIR. And. another. girl. named. GORGEOUS. funny name ha. OK. sir. said. to me..

"Snickety! Me and my friend here need your help badly. You're the only one who can fly a jet and wait for us. You see, if I wasn't the one who had to go into The Hive, I would be flying the jet..."

"I UNDERSTAnd." I. said. TO HIM.

then gorgeOUS said. to sir.....

"Who is this guy? He's really strange and he talks like... like he has a problem."

sir resPONded,

"Now, Gorgeous, don't be so rude. Snickety is probably the best flyer in Jamaa."

i nodded because I agEEd with sir.

then SIR SaID, "Snickety, are you aware of The Plan yet?"

i said "SOrt OF."

sir continUED, "Snickety, this stealth jet is extremely important. It contains an Electromagnetic Pulse, or EMP. Its an electrical weapon. We can use it to disable any electrical security systems that might be in our way of entering The Hive."

it s-soundS reALLY complicated. and. illegal. but i kept TALKING to SIr any. ways.

"Snickety, when you start to hover near Greely's den, you must activate the EMP and disable his lights and surveillance. Then the rest of us can sneak in one of The Hive entrances. Lieutenant will hover a stealth helicopter above the drop zone and survey for any airborne threats, and Mister and Expert will patrol the ground, taking care of any phantoms that sprout from the other entrances. Mighty and Tree will provide a distraction, and once we have gotten deep enough into The Hive, the distraction is no longer needed, as long as the other troops stay hidden."

gorGEOus then said, "Oh, wow. How long have you been planning this?"

SIR resPONDed, "About 40 minutes."

Chapter 17 - Through the Eyes of No-one
(because writing in first person is hard when you have to type like a CrAzy. PersON)

"wOw you tHInk vEry fAsT," Snickety remarked.

Sir then looked over to Snickety. "Its probably from 300,000 years of fixing interdimensional threats to the multiverse. Its usually hard work. But you also meet lots of new friends..."

"Like me!" said Ivy, with excitement. She couldn't believe she was going to drop out of a jet and go on a cool military-scale mission with a mad, old, chimera, wolf, thing. I'm so ready for this... she thought.

She then started to think about Jeremy. How could he be such a big help to this mission? Sir hadn't really explained it all... Ivy pulled Jeremy out from under her hat, to try to get someone's attention. Sir then looked over to Jeremy, and said,

"Oh, yes. I remember why we needed this phantom. You see, the ancient portal is locked by a secret code. Not an average code, more like a spell. Only a phantom can unlock the spell and open the portal."

Jeremy looked at himself like he was suddenly important.

"BuT how AM. I. Supposed. to.. where do I flY the JET? jet jet jet jet. love jets." interrupted Snickety.

Sir randomly got out a map and pointed to a large, unmarked mountain many miles north of Jamaa Township. Gorgeous pointed at the map and exclaimed, "That's the village we went to earlier!"

"Yes," said Sir. "It does happen to be in the same dimension we were just in earlier."

Gorgeous then looked around her, puzzled. How did she get from Sir's house to Snickety's front door, anyway? Anyways, Snickety couldn't take his eyes off the book laying on the table.

"Where you reading that earlier?" asked Ivy, politely.

"oh YES i was. SOrry. also did you know about jets.jets. jets are CooL," said Snickety, as a response.

"Uhhh, ok..." said Ivy.

Sir then placed another random map and a random blackboard onto one of Snickety's walls. He drew a little diagram plan or whatever, depicting a doodle of Snickety using the jet's EMP, and showing his and Ivy's route down to the ancient portal. It also had a little doodle on the side that showed a camera lens pointing to a phantom, pointing to Sir, pointing to Greely. Ivy and the others all understood everything on the blackboard but the doodle on the side.

"Whats that supposed to mean?" asked Ivy.

Sir looked at her and said, "It shows phantoms stealing technology from a science facility, then showing me taking advantage of those technologies the phantoms stole, and then showing Greely stealing my research."

Snickety's eye twitched a little bit.

Sir looked oddly at Snickety, and said, "Don't worry. That's not very important to the story anyways.

Me and Greely have always kind of had a rivalry. Everytime I do research, he either steals mine, or does the exact same experiment. Every time I visit him and give him cookies to try to make him nicer to me, he just rants about how "Jammers think they can be so BRAVE. Alphas are the REAL HEROES." Sir starts telling a story about one of his conversations with Greely.

The story flashes back to a scene of Sir sharing cookies with Greely in Greely's living room. Greely says, "I'm tired of Jammers just running into the volcano like, 'yeah I can handle this,' then setting it off and then I have to stop it. Why do you think I have to set up surveillance all over the place? I don't want the Jammers interrupting MY research."

Sir noticed how Greely put an emphasis on MY, as if he was lying.

Greely continued, "But that's not the biggest problem. While stopping the volcano, my spell only worked... well, after the volcano had just erupted... I was killed.... I would rather not talk about it."

Sir had already figured out why Greely was able to come back. It was some sort of spiritual gift, possibly the souls of Zios and Mira infusing into Greely's soul, giving him enough energy to wake up, sadly being captured by phantoms, and then rescued later by the other Alphas. Sir was sure that Greely had kept his death secret to the other Alphas. He was the only Alpha that had died before, and he could probably only get revived once. If he were to die again, he might not be able to come back, and he may be locked in the spirit world forever.

Greely stared at the floor and barely muttered, "Anyways, thanks for the cookies. But I'm not the blind fool you take me to be."

Sir, feeling guilty for giving Greely the cookies, said, "I never thought you were a fool..."

Greely raised his head. "You're giving these cookies to make me like you more, aren't you? You're tired of me using your research to make new discoveries that you already made, and getting all the attention because EVERYBODY KNOWS WHO GREELY IS, and Sir is just a little idiot running around trying to get rares like every other Jammer."

Sir glared at Greely. He slowly took a bit out of his cookie, not even looking away from Greely. Then Sir promptly threw the cookie on the ground and stormed out. Sir kept wondering why Greely called him "little." especially because Sir was as tall as, if not taller than, Greely. Maybe it was supposed to be some dumb insult.

The scene returns to Snickety's cottage.

Ivy and Snickety stared wildly at Sir.

"I never knew Greely was such a jerk," remarked Ivy.

"YeaH he IS REALLY. rude to Me TOo," explained Snickety, even though he had never met Greely, he had only seen him from a distance.

Sir looked at the floor. Just thinking about Greely's words made him hurt.

"Aww," said Ivy. "We could go get some ice-cream..."

"I'm too old for that," said Sir, discouraged.

Snickety skipped over to Sir. "You'RE not. GOING to let GReeLY ruin this EPIC MIssION, are yooou?"

Sir looked at the blackboard again. "No, I'm not! I'm going to show that Alpha that he doesn't set a good example. He is a bully and a stealer. Possibly also a cheater."

Ivy said, "We can't really talk to him now. We are about to go invade The Hive he is hiding. Not the Hive, The Hive."

Sir looked at Ivy. "Well yeah, we can't just go barge in and yell at him for being a jerk to us. Also, good job on your hives."

Ivy felt good for saying The Hive instead of the Hive. It made her feel a bit smarter. (It was also less confusing because if she said the Hive then people would get it confused with the adventure about the Hive which is NOT The Hive)

For several more hours, Snickety, Ivy, and Sir discussed The Plan and other things. At about 6:00 P.M, the sound of powerful turbines and engines destroyed the silence. It wasn't as loud as you would expect it to be. Stealth jets are very quiet.

A deep black, triangular jet landed roughly in Snickety's yard, flattening his tomato and pepper plants.

A dark green-blue unicorn pony with a shiny black mane got out of the jet, and took off the thick jacket he was wearing, revealing the tuxedo underneath. He removed his helmet, goggles, and other jet-flying gear and trotted over to Snickety.

"Hello, friends," said the pony. It was Prancing. Prancing handed all the jet gear to Snickety, and turned to Sir.

"You have no idea how much I went through to get this jet." said Prancing.

"Then you have no idea how much I went through to find this wolf, then." Sir pointed to Ivy.

Ivy blushed a bit. She had never seen a pony before, especially a unicorn pony.

"Uhh, hi." she said. "What's your name?"

"My name, is Prancing."

Ivy responded, "Ah, so you're a little prancing pony!"

Prancing glared at Ivy.

Ivy quickly said she was sorry. She didn't know if unicorn ponies were dangerous or powerful yet. She had read about unicorns being able to use magic somewhere a long time ago.

Sir turned to Prancing. "Alright Prancing, is tonight the night?"

Prancing slowly nodded with approval. "Just try not to mess this up, Snickety."

Snickety was too busy drooling on the floor to respond.

Chapter 18 - The Implementation
It was 2:00 A.M. A stealth jet hovered softly near a volcano.

Snickety and Ivy were both wearing some really cool gear. I'm so ready for this... Ivy thought to herself. She had a dark camouflage jacket and hiking boots on, probably the perfect gear for sneaking through any rocky area.

All of the mission's participants were wearing a special collar that could allow them to contact each other, like a walkie-talkie could. Whenever they spoke it was transmitted through the collars and special earpieces allowing them to talk to each other from anywhere. Even if they barely whispered, the others could still hear it. Snickety wore gear made for flying jets, but he also wore his "lUCky wind. GAUNTlets" that were supposed to give him better luck at flying. With the wind gauntlets, his natural flying skills, and all his training, he probably was the best flyer in Jamaa. He was probably better at flying than most eagles.

Even though the jet was fairly quiet, Snickety and all the others wore headgear until they were ready to drop. Snickety yelled through the headgear,

"ACTIVATING ELECTROMAGNETIC PULSE, IN 3,

2,

1."

Snickety jammed his finger into a button, triggering the EMP. All the lights and electronics in and around Greely's home were all put out or fried by the EMP. Ivy and Sir took off their headgear, and Snickety leveled the jet.

"See YOU on. the. OTHER SIDE!" He yelled as Ivy and Sir jumped from the stealth jet and opened their parachutes. Sir landed first and immediately pulled out a weapon from under the blanket on his back. It was some sort of shotgun, but with the end sawed off.

Ivy stared at it with widened eyes. "Where... where did you get a GUN?"

Sir loaded the weapon as they neared closer to the entrance of The Hive.

"I found it a long time ago. Do you need one too?" He pulled out a pistol. Ivy thought sawed-off shotguns were illegal. In fact, weren't guns in general illegal in Jamaa?

She excitedly, but gently, took the gun from his talon. It wasn't happy excitement, but fear.

Sir calmly told her, "Don't worry about it. They are illegal to take into public places, but anyone is allowed to have them for emergencies. This is an emergency. Sawed-off shotguns are illegal in general, but they are the only powerful thing I could fit under my blanket that wasn't a pistol." Sir and Ivy approached closely to the entrance. Sir continued speaking, but more quietly. "As long as I get rid of this thing after the mission is over, we will be okay. I've never carried weapons around like this before, actually." He stepped gently into the entrance, with his gun held up, in case anything popped up.

Ivy whispered to Sir, "Do you think guns are a little extre-"

"No," he said quickly as he shot a phantom that was only about 3 feet from him. The phantom imploded and its remains drifted away like black fog. Jeremy shivered inside of Ivy's hat. Ivy pulled him out and told him to stay close. He stayed a little too close. He didn't want to be lost.

Soon the tunnels got too dark and Ivy had to put on her Night Vision goggles.

"Hey Sir, why don't you have goggles?"

"I don't need them," said Sir, as he threw a boomseed into a group of phantoms. Ivy, Sir, and Jeremy were hidden on some purple colored metal pipelines that went below the ceiling of a large, empty room. At the bottom, and on the sides of the room were hundreds of pods, spouts, and unknown stages of phantom development.

"Phantoms have an extremely complex life cycle... Almost as complex as metroi-" He was interrupted by a loud noise that came from the bottom of the pit. Some gigantic black gelatinous creature emerged from the bottom of the room, and crawled over to an empty spot on the wall. It was laying eggs. Ivy cursed. "Holy $#&%!"

"This is what Greely has been hiding all these years..." said Sir.

Jeremy's eye was so wide. He was completely terrified. Somewhere deep in his instincts, he knew adult phantoms should never go near ''The Queen. ''He felt as if The Queen was trying to control him into betraying his friends. It was almost too much for him.

Sir glanced at Jeremy. "See the way he is acting? His behaviors tell me that..."

"That what?" asked Ivy.

"That we are in The Queen's lair. I told you he would be helpful."

Sir then realized something horrible. He had theorized that if a phantom, of any gender, had grown to an enormous size like this one, it would probably be capable of producing its own EMP. Of course, a phantom so big had never been documented or even heard of, and not even Sir would have expected this. If his theory was correct, this massive Queen could generate an EMP.

If the lights went out, then Greely would think something was wrong with his Queen.

Chapter 19 - Three Bugs in a Rainstorm
"This was all a mistake!" said Sir quickly, under his breath. "Well, it would have been a mistake either way. If we don't get to the portal, then its the end of every Jamaa as we know them. If we hadn't used the EMP, we couldn't sneak in. Now that we used the EMP, Greely thinks the Queen had created it, and now he will think she is in trouble. Even worse, with Mighty and Tree running around oddly to distract him, he would be even more suspicious." Sir thought for a bit. "Mighty, Tree, you need to stop your distraction until I say so."

Mighty and Tree stopped dead in their tracks, and hid in the bushes, just in time to hide from a panicked Greely.

Greely ran on all fours, rushing to an entrance of His Hive. He was breathing heavily and his eyes were slightly... teary. He was running so fast he almost missed the entrance, but he dug his paws into the ground and stopped in time to be in front of the entrance. He leaped into the hole, running down as fast as he could. The few phantoms that had survived Sir and Ivy's powerful weapons didn't see Greely, for Greely was like one with the shadows...

"How are we going to get past The Queen and to the portal before Greely finds us? He will most likely kill us. Violently," said Ivy, full of worries.

"Hey, don't worry Ivy. I can figure this out. I may regret this, and I feel bad for doing it, but it has to be done."

Sir threw a boomseed into the patch of freshly laid eggs, killing them.

The Queen screeched with terror and rage. She walked quickly and angrily, but also carefully, over to her destroyed eggs. Sure, there were thousands, if not millions more, ready to be moved to a warmer area to hatch, but she had lost about 700 eggs to that one explosion. While she was busy mourning the loss, Sir and Ivy sneaked down to the bottom of the room and found an empty old pipe to crawl through. It was their only chance. Before they went down it all the way, Sir turned back and took one more look at The Queen. She has to be at least 30 feet tall and 60 feet long, he thought to himself.

Sir and Ivy ran into many more phantoms, but they quickly killed them. Sir found hundreds of 'rare' items, all stolen and rotted in one giant heap. Perhaps they were collected to impress The Queen or King, but to no avail.

Soon they were half a mile beneath the surface, but with Greely still following...

Once Greely saw the queen weeping over the destroyed eggs, he knew someone had done it, intentionally. He was filled with rage and sorrow, just as The Queen was. He knew the only escape from that room was either the way you came in, or through to pipe. He ran down the pipe, determined to avenge the lost eggs.

On their journey to the ancient portal, Sir and Ivy came across thin stone pillars that they had to cross, one by one. They both had no trouble getting across the first few pillars, but they kept getting more and more unstable. Ivy almost fell into the abyss below, but Sir and Jeremy grabbed her before she could topple off the edge.

Soon they were in the west wing of The Hive, a mile and a half below the surface, with almost no oxygen and crushing pressures. Good thing Ivy had oxygen tanks, filters, and tons of high tech stuff made specifically for exploring deep caves.

"Sir, why don't you need these?" asked Ivy, about all the gear.

I just don't need them," he always responded.

Greely got closer and closer to the ''murderers. ''He knew The Hive by heart. He knew every tunnel, every wing, every little nook and cranny. He would find them and avenge the eggs, if it killed him.

After days of journeying through The Hive, Sir and Ivy were now only half a mile beneath the surface, and it was much more pleasant, however, much more infested with phantoms. Sir had told everyone else to go home, and now only he, Ivy, and Jeremy were the only ones still participating in this mission. Jeremy grew very delirious at times, under the constant pressure of The Queens ominous echoes and commands. He wanted it to stop. He was promised it would stop if he killed them, but he would never kill ''them. They were his friends, no matter far apart he is from them...''

Sir and Ivy reached the end of the tunnel they had been traveling through for hours. It came to a dead end, and Greely was not far behind them. Thankfully Sir had brought lots of carrots, biscuits, and beef jerky to eat, so Sir and Ivy were not hungry, but they couldn't turn back. They didn't have enough energy to turn back, and they didn't want to run straight into Greely.

About one hour later, Greely came.

He was panting, and crying. He was also extremely skinny and he had dark circles under his eyes. He was snarling and he came closer and closer to our heroic trio...

Sir pulled out the shotgun and aimed it for Greely. He didn't want to do it.

But before he could even raise it up at Greely, Greely had stolen Ivy's pistol, and had it pointed at Sir.

Greely's hand was wobbly, and he could hit the trigger any second, even by accident. Greely tried to move his lips for a while, and eventually words came out. "Its... not... me... doing... THIS... ITS... A... MISTAKE...."

Greely took control of himself and threw the gun down. He collapsed on the ground. Ivy took her gun back and put it in its proper location, and Sir put his back under his blanket. Sir helped Greely to his feet, and sat him on a leveled out rock. Sir gave food and water to Greely, which Greely took happily.

"Do you think we have enough food and water left to try to go back?" asked Ivy.

Sir didn't answer. He was scared to give her the answer.

Greely then tried to get up, but collapsed on the floor once again, this time much harder than before. The floor started to crack, and they all felt a rumble beneath them. Sir quickly put away the supplies, and told everyone to grab on to each other.

"This is gonna be a long fall," Sir said.

Chapter 20 - Into the Abyss
The ground crumbled and the quartet fell down into the abyss. Ivy wanted to scream, but she couldn't because Jeremy was hanging onto her face for his life.

After almost an entire minute of falling, they landed...

But it wasn't a hard fall.

Whatever they had landed on made them bounce up a bit, and then they landed softly down on it. Under them were small, purple orbs, that were very squishy, but very tough. Inside them were super young phantoms. Wherever the group went, thousands of little phantom eyes followed.

"I.. never... knew... about... THIS... before..." said Greely, out of breath.

They didn't even move. They were so amazed, and terrified, of how many baby phantoms there were down here, ready to hatch.

"How will we find the portal now?" exclaimed Ivy.

Sir calculated their location, and they weren't actually very far from the portal. In fact, it was right under their noses, buried beneath the massive amounts of eggs.

Sir started removing the eggs from the group and throwing them into a big pile, trying to find the ancient portal. Ivy joined in with the egg removal, and so did Jeremy. Greely was trying to help too, but with great difficulty.

Soon they had cleared out a deep hole, but there where still a couple more layers of eggs to go.

"This could be bad.They probably have guards after guards on the other side." said Sir. And he was probably right.

About 20 minutes later, the portal had been uncovered.

"Alright Jeremy, you got this!" Ivy took Jeremy from under her hat and put him on the portal. "You know what to do, bro," she encouraged him.

Jeremy tried as hard as he could. He felt the essence of the spell, and he knew how to undo it, but it was hard work. After 10 minutes, the portal finally opened, but Jeremy had passed out. Ivy gently picked him up and placed him under her hat again. Together the group looked down into the ancient portal.

It was time to enter the portal.

Chapter 21 - Through the Portal
On the count of three, Sir, Ivy, and Greely would all jump down the portal.

0,

1.

2,

Ivy jumped.

...

Okay, then on the count of 3, Sir and Greely would jump.

1,

2,

3.

Greely and Sir jumped down, falling through space and watching the worlds zip by them. Soon they arrived at the end and they met Ivy. She was staring up.

"Guys, you might want to see this."

In front of them was a huge volcano, miles high. Lava oozed from the sides and stormclouds cloaked the sides of the mountain, and flaming phantoms spewed from the sides. Greely stared at in awe.

"Its... like... a dream..." He muttered.

Sir stared at Greely. He knew what was going to happen. He just wanted to leave now, but he couldn't, or millions would be in danger.

Fate is fate, destiny is destiny.

Greely took a good look at the volcano and said, "This should be easy. For me at least. Just sneak in, learn everything, and leave..."

Sir was mad at Greely, no matter how much he felt sorry for him.

"Greely, this mission is much more important than your petty desire for the phantom's power. The phantoms have stolen a very important piece of technology, and they can use it to travel to any dimension. If they manage to fix it, they will travel to every alternate Jamaa, maybe even any alternate dimension they can find, and they will destroy and pollute. And they will not hesitate to kill. With that device they can create a 2 way portal, anywhere. Without your help, thousands, if not millions, will die. Greely, I beg of you that you help us,"

Greely had been sitting on a rock ledge, and after Sir finished talking, he turned around.

"This is the one chance to learn all their secrets, and you want to take it away from me?" he snapped.

Ivy was shocked. One minute Greely was their friend. The next minute, he wants to leave them for his own gain. He can't be trusted, she thought.

Sir was very busy. He had found the coordinates of this Phantom Dimension, so he could travel back whenever he needed to. But he felt like he was betraying Greely. ''This is the one chance to learn all their secrets, and you want to take it away from me? ''His words echoed in Sir's head. Sir looked over to Greely.

"Are you going to help us or not?"

Greely turned around again, and glared at Sir.

"Yes, but at a price. You must share any information you find with me, and you must not take credit for it."

Sir knew it was a bad thing to agree to, but he agreed anyway. It was their only chance.

Greely stood up and walked towards Sir and Ivy. He was much stronger than he was back in the tunnels, and he stood up in front of Sir.

"Well, what are we waiting for?"

Sir, Ivy, and Greely trekked over the rocky pathways, with the hot sun beaming down on them. They would admit the sunlight is better than the dark, musty air of the tunnels, but they were all still miserable. They were starting to get nearer the mountain, however, there were a lot of phantoms in their way.

"We have to do something about that," said Sir.

Sir opened a portal to some sort of interdimensional storage and pulled out a sniper rifle. He loaded it and got it ready to shoot, and aimed it at one of the patrolling phantoms.

He pulled the trigger.

No more phantom.

He did the same for every other phantom, and not one suspected it was the chimera with the sniper rifle down at the bottom of the mountain. Soon the face of the volcano was cleared, and Sir put his rifle back into storage, and then pulled out several sandwiches.

"Who wants a sandwich?" he asked.

The three sat down and ate sandwiches. Jeremy was awake by now, but sadly, he cannot eat sandwiches.

Greely didn't seem to like the sandwich.

Sir wanted to say something like, Would you prefer kibble? But he decided against being rude to Greely, because it would only make matters worse. After Sir and Ivy had finished their sandwiches, Greely threw the remains of his sandwich off the side of the volcano.

They continued on the path towards the base of the mountain, and there was a lot of wind and a huge updraft. Ivy was too scared to look down, and Jeremy clung onto her to avoid being blown away. Eventually they had made it to the other side of the mountain, and the sun was going down. They started to see the sides of the mountain glow brilliant purple, and bolts of bright cyan electricity arced from each glowing purple spot.

No matter how nasty the phantoms were, some of the things they did were just beautiful.

Ivy pulled Jeremy out from under her hat. He was glowing too.

"What is going on?" whispered Ivy.

Even Greely was mesmerized by the glowing phantoms.

Suddenly, a huge black cloud flew over them. They all ducked down behind some rocks, and watched as thousands of phantoms streaked across the sky. Ivy hid Jeremy so the other phantoms couldn't see his purple glow.

"I think the phantoms from the volcano are glowing so the other phantoms can find their way home, like a beacon or something," said Sir. "If they saw Jeremy glowing, they would probably try to go towards him. Good thinking, Ivy!"

Even Greely had never seen anything like this. Phantoms behaved much differently in their world than in his world.

After the cloud of phantoms had disappeared, the group sprinted for the base of the volcano. The purple glow died down, and it was pitch black outside the mountain, and the only light came from the warm glow of the molten rock inside the mountain. Ivy, Sir, and Greely sneaked into the mountain, but strangely, there was not a phantom in sight.

"Don't let your guard down, this could be a trap," whispered Sir.

Lava poured from cracks in the ceiling and pooled on the floor. Pods, eggs, and sprouts covered parts of the ceiling, nestled around the warm lava. Behind them, Sir heard a noise, and he told them to hide. They all jumped behind a piece of gray-orange rock and looked out the entrance of the volcano. Where they had first arrived, the ancient portal opened once again, but this time much wider. The Phantom Queen came from the portal, surrounded by many guards. She crawled down the mountain pathways and entered the volcano. Sir, Ivy, and Greely were very quiet, and they tried to keep their eyes off of The Queen. If they looked at her too long, she could possible take control of them, like she did with Greely earlier. In fact, she might have been in control of Greely for many years before that... Maybe Greely wasn't keeping The Hive secret on purpose.

The guards led The Queen through a hidden door, and Sir, Ivy, and Greely sneaked in behind them.

On the inside of the volcano it was almost completely hollow, and swarms of phantoms flew through the emptiness and horrible black goop flowed constantly out of pipes that had openings more than 6 feet across. Below them was lava, mixed with blobs of oily goo and slime. The Queen was being led to the very top of the volcano, which was most likely the location of the royal thrones, and maybe also the location of the stolen technology. The spiral path up to the top of the volcano was being constantly patrolled, and it was full of traps.

"Oh my." said Ivy.

"There has to be another way up," whispered Sir.

Greely and Ivy helped Sir look for a different route up, but it didn't look like there was one. Sir thought that they could climb up the pipes, but many of the pipes were too hot to touch. After a while, Ivy found a pipe with a ladder on it that wasn't hot, and the group climbed up. There was a phantom at the top of the pipe, but Sir quickly grabbed it and threw it into the bottom of the volcano.

Jeremy was hiding under Ivy's hat again, and he was terrified. He was trying very hard to resist the control of The Queen, and it drove him mad.

"Hang in there, Jeremy," Ivy whispered to him.

Soon the group was halfway up the volcano, and things were going pretty well. Sir got out a bag of trail mix, and Greely refused to take any. Ivy loved it, though, and she ate almost half the bag. Surprisingly, no matter how many sunflower seeds Ivy threw at a phantom, it never noticed her.

They actually had a pretty great time in the volcano, a lot better than it was in The Hive. About 6 hours later, it was 5:00 in the morning, and they were almost to the very top. They found an exit near the top, and took it, then went up the volcano the rest of the way from the outside. When they reached the top, it was flat and empty like a plateau, and they stayed hidden by staying right beneath the top of the volcano, peeking up to see what was on top.

There were two thrones, one for the phantom King, and another, larger throne, for the Queen. The two royal phantoms were both in their thrones, apparently discussing something. In front of them was a nasty looking, polluted piece of technology. It had a large ring, however it was split in half with wires hanging from the exposed insides of the ring. A control panel laid beneath the ring, with shattered screens and many buttons missing. A little while after Sir, Ivy, and Greely had arrived, storm clouds and lightning started to gather around the top. The King and Queen rose from their throne, and stood in front of the portal.

The portal was almost done being repaired.

Static and lightning was everywhere. Most of it was coming from The Queen, but some of it was coming from the clouds and The King as well. It nearly fried Ivy, and thankfully she was paying enough attention to get out of the way. The group climbed to the other side of the top where they could see the King and Queen from the front, and Sir took out a random harpoon from storage. He pulled it up, and at first it was aimed for The Queen, but then he put it up. He couldn't do it!

He had a better idea, actually. He took some tools and sneaked over to the portal. He started to quietly pry it open, and he had to undo something the phantoms could never fix. He dug deeper into the portal, until he was inside the lower part of it. He made his way to the center of the metal room, until he could no longer see the exit. The room was actually very large, about 30 feet long, 8 feet tall, and 10 feet wide, but it was covered in wires and energy sources and hard drives and all sorts of things. When Sir reached the center, he found the Interdimensional Relative DImensional Stationary Space Hyperdrive. This device is in the center of all stationary portals. Sir knew exactly how to destroy it safely, quietly, and quickly. He took the special chip out of the panel, and snapped it in half. Next he pulled several cords out in this order: red, white, green, blue, yellow. After the cords were safely removed, Sir reached into the IRDSSH, and pulled out its main core. He stuffed the core into his storage portal, and calmly left the section of the portal he had been in.

(Now, in case you were confused, he didn't go through the portal, he went inside of it's command station and took it apart)

However, Sir was spotted. Not by his friends, but by the Phantom King himself! They had tried to turn the portal on right after Sir broke it, and The King was sent to go check out what was wrong with it.

The King screeched and jumped back. He then opened a vortex to The Hive. The Queen jumped through the vortex, and The King then deactivated it. He had saved The Queen, but at a price of his own life...

The ground rumbled beneath our heroes.

The King had started an eruption.

Sir opened a portal to his house as a hole collapsed in the top of the volcano. The portal fell in, and Sir jumped to the edge of the plateau before he fell with it. The king hovered above the big hole, and flaming phantoms started spewing out.

Ivy refused to get in Sir's portal.

"Ivy! There's not much time left! We have to go NOW!" Sir yelled.

Ivy lifted up her hat. Jeremy was not there.

Greely was not beside her, either.

Sir stopped and stared. Greely had taken Jeremy, and he was nowhere to be found. Ivy's eyes started to tear up. "There's no time left, is there?" she said.

Sir looked at her, and said, "We might have just enough time."

They raced down the inside of the mountain as fast as they could, with the Phantom King following them, not far behind. Flaming phantoms landed behind them, in front of them, and rocks tumbled down from the walls. Lava and steam was spewing out from the bottom in big geysers. The ground rumbled and shook, and one side of the mountain had collapsed. However, it revealed an ancient phantom library, aka a gold mine for Greely.

"Over there!" Ivy shouted.

Sir and Ivy ran the opposite direction, straight into the phantom King. They ducked right under him, and he barely had time to turn around before Ivy and Sir had reached the library.

What they saw horrified them.

Greely had both his back legs smashed under the rubble, and he couldn't move. He had been holding about ten books, which might have slowed him down. They were now knocked over into a large pile.

He said to Sir,

"I'm sorry... Please.. forgive me.... I'm sorry... for... for everything...."

Greely pushed the pile of books away with all the energy he had left, revealing Jeremy. Jeremy was not in good shape at all, and Ivy rushed to pick him up and place him under her hat.

Sir tried to lift the rubble off of Greely, but it had melted together. It was no use to try to save him now, for The Phantom King had finally found the destroyed library, and he crashed through the remaining wall. He raised his arms to smash Ivy, but then Sir quickly grabbed Ivy and pulled her through a portal to his house.

He had barely closed the portal when the volcano exploded. Small amounts of flames and debris shot from the portal right before it closed. Sir and Ivy were laying on the floor, exhausted and terrified.

Jeremy slowly opened his eye and crawled from Ivy's hat. PART 2

Chapter 22 - In a Universe, far, far away...
A dark colored spacecraft hovered far above a distant tropical planet, named Raptoria. Inside the craft lived a sentient, female, and reptilian being, whose name was Orca. It occurred to Orca that she had not seen her friends in a long time, and she was just about ready to visit them. But she didn't. I don't know why. Maybe she felt bad. For the past few months, one of Sir's friends, Jude the puffybeak, had turned his back on him. It hurt Orca to see one of her old friends getting bullied by someone so young.

She stayed quiet most of the time. When she had an epic adventure, she barely talked about it. She felt like the worlds around her were falling apart. She knew Sir could no longer tell the difference between life and death. After his experiences in The Hive, and with Jude calling him "just pixels," it was too much. Sir just stopped talking. He didn't even talk to Ivy. He just wanted to cry.

One day he decided to visit Orca. He was really shaken up.

He explained to Orca what Jude meant. Orca seemed pretty shaken up as well.

"If Jude keeps doing this, he could possibly cause huge problems for spacetime..." Sir's eyes were slightly teary.

"Well, he already did," Sir admitted.

Memories flashed back to the last few seconds he saw of J.E., R.L., D.S., and J.H. They were all dead. Their friends were dead too. The time in their dimension was so unstable, it caused their entire dimension to implode. They would never be seen again.

It wasn't the loss of a universe, it was the loss of all the universes of the same category.

Sir had too much going on. He collapsed on the floor, with Orca standing over his body.

"Uhhhh, Sir?"

She poked him with a stick.

Nothing happened.

About 40 minutes later, Sir got back up.

"I had a dream..." he said. "It wasn't a good one."

In his dream, he saw the world fall apart in front of him. He didn't even have a family, just a group of idiots who happened to actually like him.

He saw them fall with the world, one by one. The last one to fall was Prancing, who struggled and struggled, trying to keep his balance, but just fell into the crumbling pit like all the others.

Sir was alone on a thin stone pillar.

After he saw all his friends gone, he took one last look at the ruined world.

He killed himself, and then woke up from the dream.

Orca shuddered after hearing Sir tell about the dream. "So, do you think this is like a sign?" she asked.

"I hope not,"said Sir, as he looked out the window. "But I still fear the worst has yet to come."