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Mark Mann: Mark Mann here, and welcome back to the EWA Express, the train that takes us back and forth from Twoson and Fourside. I told you last time that we're looking to expand the territory, and with more news on that, I bring you EWA President Mr. Pirkle.

Mr. Pirkle: The competition got a little close to us the other day. They tried to utilize the new Dusty Dunes Arena for their benefit. But see, I have connections with the people that own that building. I made some phone calls. I couldn't get the first date cancelled, but I got the venue blocked from other involvement from them. I don't want that to make us seem like bad guys though. I'm trying to give our promotion the biggest stage possible to shine. I'm trying to bring you all, a product that is more coherent. A product that is less destructive. A product that focuses on the great sport of professional wrestling. That's why I pulled out all the stops to get Jackson Kain! Jackson come on out here!

Jackson Kain: Hey, I appreciate the introduction, but I'm not a stooge, and I don't feel like I over charged on the contract. You offered, and I thought of the possibilities. Helping people, and doing good has tempered my superstar ego....a tiny little bit. I'm here to compete, and see what I can do. I want to see if my talent and star power can help elevate a product to compete with the standard. I'm not here to bash my former employers. I'm here to work. Put me to work! I want KAITO, but I have to "earn my stripes" right? Who do I got?

Grind: That would be me.

Mark Mann: Wow, you guys all got on the train and I didn't notice? I need new glasses....and a wig....I'm so bald.

Grind: I'll tag your shiny dome in just a second, but I need to have words with Kain here. You and me have a lot in common. You might dress to the 9s, and I might never take off my roller blades...not even in bed...but we're a lot alike. We both reached out for that untapped potential, and we got a glimpse. We both held that title. We were both World Champions. It seems the name of the game these days isn't necessarily winning the title, but making the win MEAN something. A win that means you never fall through the cracks. We let that happen, and we're both intent on not letting it happen again. Let's say we prove it. They need a main event for this Dusty Dunes show coming up, and I say Grind vs. Jackson Kain is the match to do it.

Jackson Kain: Now THAT is an idea. Pirkle, make up a contract, and let's put pen to paper baby.

Mr. Pirkle: Hey, now that makes my job easier for me. The main event booked it self!

Mark Mann: Fantastic. I'm sure wrestling fans are excited for that one. Now, let's show you something else we have coming your way, and then, a BIG surprise to close the show.

Dusty Dunes Desert

Narrator: A grizzled man, dressed as a cowboy, with a big twirly mustache, entered the saloon. The weary cowboy walked slowly up to the bar. The long miles in the desert had taken their toll.

Cowboy: ...Who is saying all that stuff?

Narrator: He calmly walked to the bar, and kept a paranoid gaze on his surroundings.

Cowboy: Could to stop that please? I just want to have a shot of whiskey. Howdy folks, the name's Doc Holliday, yep, just like the old time legend I reckon.

Narrator: The Cowboy tipped back the whiskey, given to him by the confused barkeep.

Barkeep: I'd really like to know where that voice is coming from.

Doc Holliday: I've done a fair bit of rasslin in my day. It's what settles disputes in the desert, when gun fights just aren't cutting it anymore.

Narrator: The Cowboy lamented the fact that he was born a century too soon, and couldn't settle his differences by shooting someone.

Doc Holliday: Well...I mean...he's not wrong.

Barkeep: Who is not wrong? Who are we talking about here?

Doc Holliday: The...uh...the voice? Listen, I know how to fight, and I fight pretty damn well. Nothing fancy from me, but I got quick hands, and I know how to use em.

Narrator: The Cowboy was brimming with confidence, even though the Henderson boys in the corner were planning on shooting him, just for saying that they couldn't.

Doc Holliday: What? Is that true?

Henderson #1: What? No!

Henderson #2: Actually yeah.

Henderson #1: Really?

Henderson #2: It sounded like a challenge.

Doc Holliday: No, I didn't mean it like that! I just mean that we're technically not allowed to. We'll go to prison. Not a challenge.

Henderson #1: See? A misunderstanding. You won't shoot him right?

Henderson #2: Right.

Narrator: Lied the Henderson boy.

Henderson #2: How do you know I'm lying?!

Narrator: The Henderson boy asked the air.

Henderson #2: I'm not asking the air, I'm asking you!

Narrator: Stated the Henderson boy.

Henderson #2: Well!?

Doc Holliday: Hey! We're getting off track here. Ignore the formless voice for a second! Listen EWA, I'm coming to a ring near you.

Narrator: Said the Cowboy, not knowing yet that he wouldn't be arriving alone.

Doc Holliday: Aw dammit. Another shot of whiskey!

EWA Express

Mark Mann: Huh...that was interesting. I hear we have one last surprise am I right?

Mr. Pirkle: That you are. EBW tried to lock this talent down. They've been using him recently, and I told him to get into a few fights over there, and make a name for himself. I think the time is right to pull the trigger. See? They didn't sign him long term, but I did. Come on out here Viktor Geisman!

Mark Mann: Oh wow, the journeyman, who just came back from Edo.

Viktor Geisman: You might not get too excited about this one yet. Only those in the know will know Geisman, but I promise, when I send half the roster to the hospital, you'll know my name. I'm calling out Akinan for the Dusty Dunes show. A man of my height, with a lot of strength behind him. A good old fashioned hoss fight, just the way I like. Tiger Driver 9x to finish him off, and you'll get the picture really quickly I would think.

Mr. Pirkle: Just business Jennings. I'm here to deliver the best product. For you. For the fans. For EWA. Let's build some loyalty. You support us, and we'll put on the best matches for you. Call it hokey, but in current year, let's go with it. Something not some edgy and deranged. No multiple wives here. No time traveling children. No attempted genocide. No aliens or robots. This is wrestling. They're here to wrestle. To that end, I extend an invitation. Ness, I know we tried this before. We wanted to take the sport back, and make it pure again. It all got folded back into the monster, and I know you went back to fight the good fight. But you....you are far too young to retire just yet. You haven't been focused in years. You've been married, and now you have a child. Let's make sure that child grows up in a well financed house hold, and let's make sure you can show your son the kind of hero I remember you being. Remember? It was you and me that started it all in Onett. Let's ignite a new boom together. I invite you to join us in the Dusty Dunes arena. Front row seats for you and the family. Join us...or just enjoy. Either way....thank you.

Summers Beach

Fray Tiburon was sitting on the beach, looking at a chess board, and hoping for an opponent. An ordinary man with long hair and a beard sat down in the empty seat.

?: May I join you? Say, you're Fray Tiburon aren't you?

Fray Tiburon: I am my son, and yes you may. I was hoping to play someone in chess. Do you play?

?: For as long as one can remember I suppose.

Fray Tiburon: Well, it's your move.

?: I thought you guys weren't supposed to be allowed in Summers. It's a dangerous place these days.

Fray Tiburon: True, but I'm clergy, so I think the Mayor made an exception. On the surface, he's a man of the people after all.

?: You don't think he really is?

Fray Tiburon: He's hiding things. KYO is here too. It's probably not my place to say these things out loud, but it's a strong feeling I have to follow. Where KYO goes, there is trouble. You know who he is?

?: *sigh* I do. I know all about him. A sad, sorry state of affairs, but no one is without hope right? That's why you chase him? You say you want to stop him, but you really want to save him? Your move.

Fray Tiburon: You must be a fan. Yes, I would like to save his soul. That's my job is it not?

? : Heh. You're a good man Fray Tiburon.

Fray Tiburon: I am a man of God.

?: A man of God? Well I'm sure God is an admirer of yours too. I have it on higher authority in fact!

Fray Tiburon: You say that with such confidence. What would....

Tiburon looked up from his chess game, and gave a puzzling glance and the smiling man.

Fray Tiburon: ....No...I-

?: Listen, this was a great game, but remember, there is a larger game in play here. Connect the dots, and stay the course. Sanctum Fray Tiburon....Sanctum. God bless....oh and....checkmate.

Fray Tiburon: Huh?

Tiburon looked down to see that he had indeed lost, and when he looked up again, the man was gone.

Fray Tiburon: ....Who was that?

Elsewhere on the boardwalk, M's was walking with Trevor Mach.

Lady M's: Don't you have a show to be getting ready for?

Trevor Mach; Oh sure, I could do that, OR we could hang out some more?

Lady M's: ...Yeah, I'd prefer that myself. Because me Dad is-

M's and Trevor bumped into Fray Tiburon, who was looking around in a panic.

Trevor Mach: Padre? You alright man?

Fray Tiburon: I think...I think I just had a conversation with God.

Lady M's: Psht. Sure.

Trevor Mach: Don't you normally do that...like on a daily basis?

Fray Tiburon: He...uh...warned me about something. A larger game at play? Sanctum?

Trevor and M's: Sanctum?!

Trevor Mach: Not this aga-

Suddenly, the trio turned, as screaming came from a nearby club.

Fray Tiburon: My word.

Trevor Mach: Where is that coming from Lady?

Lady M's: Tech Noir....it's coming from the Tech Noir.

Trevor Mach: Sounds like a fun. Let's check it out.

Tech Noir

Inside the neon soaked club, people were screaming and running out of the building.

Lady M's: What are they running from?

Fray Tiburon: I'm guessing that my child.

On the stage, KYO was attacking the band members and anyone else he could get his hands on.

Fray Tiburon: I knew you were around KYO, but I wasn't expecting such an obvious way of making yourself known.

KYO: You think this is for you? Ha! No, this is for me. I'm just...letting off some steam. Want to sign my cast?!

KYO held up the cast on his broken hand and smashed it down on someone's head.

Fray Tiburon: Stop hurting innocent people my child, I beg of you. If you want someone to take your anger out on, we're right here.

Trevor tried to get the jump on KYO from the side, but was hit with the cast and thrown off the stage. Lady M's also tried to hit him with a guitar, but KYO grabbed her by the neck, lifted her up and tossed her to the floor, where Trevor barely broke her fall.

KYO: Save it! I'm having fun without you.

Fray Tiburon: Please stop KYO. I believe God spoke to me today. He told me you're not without hope!

KYO: "God"? Not especially interested in his opinion. Even if he was real, he's just another product of random chance. The void showed me that. We're all just random chaos. His words...your words...you actions...they mean NOTHING! Don't you get it yet? This is ALL MEANINGLESS! Heaven? Hell? This world? If it ever meant anything that moment is....gone. Nothing here, but a bunch of hopeless distraction addicts. So empty, so desperate, to fill up the void, but the void doesn't get filled. It consumes....it consumes us all.

Trevor Mach: We've heard this dickhead. This a rerun of a rerun of a rerun. You're demented, and you're hurting people, cause you want to. Make any excuse you want. Better yet, come down here and fight me instead. Who even let you on shore? You're kind of hard to miss. Not easy to sneak around.

Fray Tiburon: You have a plan? Some reason for all of this? The reason you're in Summers or the IronBloods for that matter?

KYO: You want to know my plan? I have NO plan! I'm just going to keep smashing "God's" already broken toys, and make you watch!  I'M NOT GOING TO BE STO-

Trevor and M's made another pass at KYO, attacking him together this time, and knocking him to the floor, where Trevor started laying into him.

Trevor Mach: YOU! *punch* TALK! *punch* TOO! *punch* MUCH! *panting*

Lady M's: I think he's out.

Trevor Mach: Just REALLY wanted to make sure.

Lady M's: You got a little something on your face. A lot of his blood actually.

Trevor Mach: Not the first time.

Lady M's: Yikes.

Fray Tiburon: *sigh* KYO...

Later on, the police came and took KYO away in a car.

Mayor Rex: *sigh* Fray Tiburon, I appreciate your work in subduing this menace to my city. However he got in, I'm going to find that hole and plug it.

Fray Tiburon: Thank you Mr. Mayor, but i didn't subdue him. I merely distracted him, while the Mach Fami-

Mayor Rex: Yeah, you're allowed in this city. HE is not.

Trevor Mach: You're welcome "Dad". Truly.

Mayor Rex: You did me a "favor" though I'm certain it wasn't your intention, so I'm giving you a break. One more break. Get out of my city or be carried out. Tali, you need to stay away from this shit, and let my men handle it.

Lady M's: You were all doing such a great job. Where the hell was everyone when he was waylaying a club full of people.

Mayor Rex: It's a big city, with a lot of problems. We're working on it alright. You just...you stick around. When he leaves, you make sure you don't.

Lady M's: Getting REAL tired of the threats Dad.

Trevor Mach: It's cool. I got to get on that boat anyways. A show remember?

Lady M's: Yeah...yeah alright.

Trevor Mach: Want to come with?

Lady M's: ...You know what? I'll come with you....to watch the show.

Trevor Mach: I took a jet ski. I'd invite you to join us Padre, but I'm gonna grope my wife a little on the way back.

Fray Tiburon: I have my own way back, but thank you...I think.

Fray Tiburon and the Machs left towards the yacht. The police car went around the corner, and parked. Mayor Rex came up to the car and let KYO out.

KYO: How did I do?

Mayor Rex: Exactly like I wanted until they got involved. The owner didn't pay what he owed, so that's what happens. I wanted that property, and now I have it. Simple as that.

Three other figures walked out of the shadows.

Camilo Ortega: This wasn't part of our primary objective. Next time you want to borrow the monster, please let me know in advance.

Mayor Rex: I don't ask for anything, and I take what I want. Remember who you work for?

Camilo Ortega: We walk a path.

Mayor Rex: Yeah...you say that.

Hotlanta: We have to return to the yacht KYO. Let's go.

Mayor Rex: You enjoy traveling on Strike's dime? You let the board know we need to talk and soon.
 

EBW World

Nerma: Nerma here, and things seem different. No, it's not just because we're on a boat. I mean something is very very off. Something is fundamentally different in a way I can't grasp. I just wish I-OH! The format is different! Steve, don't do that! I've had the same format for 13 years! It's what I'm used to! You have any idea how different and weird this is?! *sigh* I will push through, because I was a professional at some point at least. So here we are on the SS Anne 2, and the trial run with Neon Nights was a success. No one tried to blow up the ship or take it over. We're totally cool this time. We DO have a pirate ship parked next to us, but I'm told that's expected. How could something that absurd ever be "expected" huh? Xcite is just hours away, and it's going to be interesting, because we have a full boat full of wrestling fans that are going to see a WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH! The IronBloods have the titles, and the Wolves want them back. This time however, we're dusting off a legendary pairing. One of THE MOST DECORATED tag teams in history. The Triple Crown World Champion Swift will team with the Star Prince, Mr. Cool as a Cucumber, Tack Angel. Let's hear from them!

---

Swift: It's been a long ass time since the two of us shared gold, but we have a shot tonight, as long as we go all out. KYO is subbing out, and they're bringing in "Tomo-kun". We'll continue where we left off, so all you have to do is take care of Hotlanta. Can you do that?

Tack Angel: Absolutely.

Swift: I mean it Tack. I need you to be focused. Can you be a big dick player?

Tack Angel: I'm sorry?

Swift: You know what I mean Jnco man. Big dick player! Swinging past your knees. Can you bring it?

Tack Angel: Why do you think I wear such big pants?

Swift: That's what I want to hear...actually no, it's not. I mean it metaphorically.

Tack Angel: You know, I FEEL like I knew that, but I went the other way with it anyways, and I'm not sure why. Whatever, I've got six hot wives to back me up!

Swift: You're giving out more information than I want, and I'm going to walk away now.

Tack Angel: Swift wait!

---

Nerma: Well there you have it. They seem ready. You might be thinking that KYO is subbing out because of his hand injury. I would think that. He hand broke backwards. I saw it. It was gross. However, that's not the case. KYO has challenged Trevor Mach to put up the Rated M Championship in a deserted island death match. Maybe don't let the kids see this one. This has obviously been building up, with the two having not one, but two street fights in Summers in recent days, and Trevor threw KYO off the damn ship on Neon Nights. The War Wolf and the Psycho Killer will collide on a small island off the coast of Summers. Big matches leading up to Last Clash, but we're not done yet. We'll also see a tag team debut on this show. The "son of a legend", whose name he won't reveal, named "David" and his mechanic buddy Prybar, will coming to EBW, in a freelancer capacity, as is the norm these days, but they want the titles, and are looking to be more than just enhancement.

---

An unassuming young man with bright red cheeks and a platinum blonde hair stood with a larger man with long black hair, a goatee, and a ripped jeans.

David: My Daddy always had such high hopes for me. He wanted me to wrestle, but I just wanted to be a park ranger! Yes, specifically a park ranger! It was never enough, and now I'm here to shut up dead old Dad? Who is my Dad? Stop asking questions! Oh...you didn't ask? Well see I'M DELIGHTFULLY MAD! AHAHAHA!

Prybar: *unusually high voice* David? What are we doing here David? We going wrestle David? I've never been on a boat before David. David.

David: Yes, this is Prybar, he's a mechanic, but he loves wrestling, so I figure between his no training, and my no training, we have cobble together something of a twisted legacy! We're kicking it like it's 1999, and we didn't come alone!

Prybar: Haha! David! She's right here David.

A stacked goth chick with long black hair jumped into the frame.

David: It's my girlfriend Lucy!

Lucy: AAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!

Prybar: David! That's really loud David!

David: Ahaha! EBW will be ou-

Tack Angel walked into the frame.

Tack Angel: Nice! A goth girl! You....you will be mine. Welcome to EBW guys!

David: Heh...wait...what did he mean by that.

Lucy: Cool pants.

---

Nerma: Huh, that's an act 20 years out of time, but I'm fine with that. We have Dick Wagner running around somewhere, and I'm pretty sure he's 40 years out of time. We have a new stable of sorts forming as well, and it looks like they are coming for Dan Club. The group just lost a hard fought battle on Neon Nights, but Dan will lead them against this "new group" for the right to challenge for the World Team Championships. Let's take it to...*sigh* "The Heat Parade".

---

Chad Salad: Bashin Dan! Big Dan! Dan the Man! The Dangerous Player! You think you impress me! You suck! You don't impress me one bit! You don't impress any of us! You don't impress me, Misogynist Paul, Robert Sandwich, or Rupert Alwaysontime. We're going to stomp your stupid legacy. WHAT A LEGACY! NOT IMPRESSED! DON'T CARE! We're tired of being treated like losers! We're not losers! We're winners! We're here to bring the HEAT! We're The Heat Parade, here to call you all smelly marks, and to let you know that your local sports teams SUCK!

---

Nerma: Wonderful. Well, we'll see all of this combustible action on a boat that I hope does NOT in fact combust. Seriously, am I the only one with PTSD about that? I mean this is the SS Anne 2. GUESS WHAT HAPPENED TO THE FIRST ONE! WE HAPPENED TO IT!

Summers - Tech Noir

Lady M's kicked some trash as she made her way into the club she was in the day before. It was a chaotic scene then, but now, it was eerily quiet, with only flashing neon illuminating the room. A dark figure stepped towards her.

Lady M's: What did you want? I'm not even sure why I agreed to show up. These talks have never worked out.

Mayor Rex: They will this time daughter. I am making a peace offering.

Lady M's: ...Sure you are. Alright I'll bite....where is it?

Mayor Rex: You're standing in it.

Lady M's: What?

Mayor Rex: This place. The Tech Noir. It's yours now. The previous owner couldn't afford it, and he's gone now. Not the type we wanted in our city anyways Tali.

Lady M's: Dad, you're a biker. You're the President of a club that smuggled guns and drugs. I'm sure he was EXACTLY who you want in this city.

Mayor Rex: ...Maybe yes...maybe no. Maybe I turned over a new leaf, or maybe money talks and bullshit walks, and if it doesn't walk, it disappears. I'm trying to give you a gift here girl. No matter what you do, or who you do it with, you're still my blood, as far as I know, and that means something. I outlawed Men's Wrestling in Summers, but this could be the place where you rebuild your precious SPARKLE if you want. Tell that Edo asshole, Lu's guy, that he can stop coming by my office now.

Lady M's: He's been bothering you huh? Yeah, he and Tess....anyone with a piece of SPARKLE....they all want to do something about it. However, this all wraps up for you nicely doesn't it? You want him to leave you alone. You want on my good side. You wanted the previous owner gone. You didn't happen to encourage KYO to come in here did you?

Mayor Rex: If I did....or if I didn't....is my business.

Rex threw the keys to the building to M's.

Mayor Rex: Build your SPARKLE, or burn the building down. I don't give a shit.

Lady M's: Gee thanks Dad. *sigh*

?

A bright flash of light, and feeling of flying accompanied the pain that Jeff Andonuts felt for a brief second, as he awoke to find himself in a darkly lit room. All around him, he could hear the swirling and rushing of intense wind, or at least that was what it originally sounded like. As Jeff made his way down a dimly lit hall, it became apparent that it was a sound Jeff had never heard before. Finally, a familiar sound, as voice could be heard talking. He followed the sound to the center of a larger room, also dimly lit, but the lights began to rise as Jeff approached the group, who turned as he approached.

Jeff Andonuts: Excuse me, I'm-

?: Late.

Jeff Andonuts: What?

?: I mean, apparently you are. We're trickling in one by one. Not so easy to find who he thinks he needs I guess.

Jeff Andonuts: Who he-what's going on here? I am helping with a very important assignment in Summers and-

Degrees: Jeff?

Jeff Andonuts; Oh Degrees! You know what's going o-

A grizzled and greying Degrees approached Jeff and gave him a big hug.

Jeff Andonuts: Uh...are you alright buddy? You're looking out of it.

Degrees: I thought you were dead!

Jeff Andonuts: What?

Degrees: I thought you were dead. I haven't seen you in-

?: He's not the Jeff that you know.

"Degrees": ...*sigh* Right. It's..it's easy to forget, when we see fallen friends standing right in front of us.

Jeff Andonuts: Fallen friends? What's going on here?

?: You're a scientist. Use your mind, and deduct the situation.

Jeff Andonuts: Well..it sounds like this is not my Degrees, meaning he's from a different Earth, which would mean I'm there or he is here.

?: Well done, but you're not in either place.

The room fully brightened, and Degrees saw that we talking to-

Jeff Andonuts: Flying Man?

Flying Man: Yes, and I AM the one you know. Our Earth has a larger number of assets to draw from it seems, but I was not expecting that it would be the two of us.

Jeff Andonuts: I'm a go-to trouble shooter? What am I trouble shooting though?

Flying Man: Something really bad is happening, and it's tied to Sanctum.

Jeff Andonuts: This again. We just saw the timeline set back into stone. The gates were closed. I haven't even had time to investigate the resonance patterns and-

?: Time isn't a luxury we all have.

"Degrees": Tell me about it.

?: I've already seen what was left of my world get torn apart by this thing. I was the last man standing.

Jeff Andonuts: Wait...I know you. Justice Mach? Earth-2 Justice Mach?

Justice Mach: After Giygas and then Malice Rider, there wasn't much of an Earth left for me, but I stayed behind, to try and pick up the pieces. Then something out of my hands entirely takes it all away. I saw my Earth collapse beneath my feet before being brought here.

Two other figures stepped in the light.

Aly Smash: Justice, I'm sorry that that happened to you, but I think we're here to try and stop how many realities this happens to.

Justice Mach: You....you look familiar to me. I've seen you before. Dad from Earth-1, he said that you...you Aly Smash...are my mother?

Aly Smash: Heh...not exactly YOUR mother Justice. I'm mother to A Justice Mach, from Earth 3.

Justice Mach: Oh sure. That makes sense. What?!

Degrees: I am Degrees, but I think we designated my Earth to be Earth-4.

Jeff Andonuts: And you said I was dead?

Degrees: On my Earth I lost Kaori, Jackson Kain, and Nosan, Saxon, Novus, Faris Angel, and yes...even you. I am the last man standing from our horrible little "project". Malice Rider killed every last one of them. But, I guess it didn't really matter since my Earth was taken away as well.

Christina Angel: Earth-5 here. Yeah, when my father went mad with power and tried to take over the world, I had to lead the resistance to stop him. I think my Earth is still stable.

Jeff Andonuts: Just what is going on here?

Chris P. Bacon: I believe that our host will be able to tell us Mr. Andonuts. Jacob seems to think so.

Jeff Andonuts: Bacon? The Page?

A large set of doors swung open, and a man in a long white coat, with white hair in a familiar shape entered the room.

Jeff Andonuts: Apple Kid?

?: Maybe once, long ago. I am the Apple of Enlightenment, and I used my abilities to bring you all here, because we need as many hands on deck as possible right now. Now that the realities are no longer bleeding into each other, and are resetting into a solid state, they are beginning to be systematically wiped out, returned to the Source Code, the chaotic energy that lies behind every reality, the Sanctum.

Jeff Andonuts: But on my world we stopped the Sanctum.

Christina Angel: But what about the resonance points.

Jeff Andonuts: Well...

Degrees: That's how it started. Different points around the world kept vibrating at a different frequency. Then, they were destroyed.

Apple of Enlightenment: Something or someone is perpetuating this attack, an attack that has claimed countless realities, and countless lives. If we do not stop it, and soon, it will be the end of all realities. Some of you were scooped out of lost worlds, but don't let the same thing happen to others. I have formed this think tank, with as many of you as I could pull out of reality, without bringing attention to this place. My hope is that together, we can pool knowledge, and-

Jeff Andonuts: Just where IS this place, that would be safe from someone destroyed reality?

Apple of Enlightenment: Forgive me...you are in the heart of chaos. This structure exists within the void.

Jeff Andonuts: Right...of course.

Apple of Enlightenment: I believe this goes back to the time before time, when an entity of cosmic scale wished to destroy everything that was born from the outpouring of the Sanctum. A race that grew consciousness from the Sanctum attempted to put a stop to it, but it only bought time.

Jeff Andonuts; Well if that's the case, it's probably Giygas. He likens himself a "Cosmic Destroyer", and he still exists on my Earth, though I believe from Earth 6 or 7, or whatever is left of those so-

Apple of Enlightenment: This goes beyond the like of Giygas, or the entity that once possessed the husk of Rufus Poochyfud on your Earth. Besides, Giygas is not equipped to deal this level of destruction.

Jeff Andonuts: I've seen first hand what he can do. What makes you say that?

Apple of Enlightenment: Well for one, before he was driven mad, Giygas...was one of the builders.

Jeff Andonuts: ...
 

Earth-87

A chase had broken out on the highway, as a armored truck attempted to escape from a Testarossa outside of the New York City. A veiled hand appeared from the van and tossed a shuriken into the hood of the car.

Trevor Blade: Those assholes! Damn Ninjas throwing things at MY CAR!

Tack Striker: Watch the road! You're freaking me out!

Trevor Blade: Can I trust you to drive?

Tack Striker: What?!

Trevor Blade: Can I trust YOU to DRIVE?!

Tack Striker: No! Are you crazy?! I can't drive!

Trevor Blade: Put your foot on the gas, and never let up. Keep the wheel straight!

Tack Striker: You really are crazy! Blade! Don't do it! Blade!

Trevor Blade, the New York Cop with attitude, crawled onto the hood of his car. He motioned for Striker to speed up to the van. He jumped onto the back of it, and forced the back door open. Ninjas flew out, as Striker wildly veered the car to avoid them. Blade eventually got the van to crash into a barrier. The remaining Ninja tried to escape, but Striker floored him with a roundhouse kick.

Tack Striker: And that takes care of that. Why are my hands still shaking?

Trevor Blade: You didn't scratch the paint did you?

Tack Striker: What were you thinking?!

Trevor Blade: Ninjas with copious amounts of drugs and cash. They needed to be stopped. They were stopped. What's the problem.

Tack Striker: YOU-wait....what is that?

Trevor Blade: What?

Striker pointed up, as the sky began to quickly darken, as if the sun itself was losing its light.

Trevor Blade: ...I don't think the Ninjas did this one.

Tack Striker: ...Oh crap.

Within moments, a crushing darkness obliterated Earth-87. Another universe destroyed, the void grew in its size and power.

Earth-16

A gun fight was taking place on top of a large tower, as an elderly black man got the better of the sleek younger fighter, shooting her in the shoulder.

Swift Fury: It's over Talia. I have the upper hand. I always did.

Nemesis: I am code name Nemesis.

Swift Fury: I know all about code names. You think Swift Fury is my actual name? You don't know who I really am, or what I've been through. I know who you are though. I trained you. I practically raised you, and you're not going to stop me from my mission. Not now....not ever.

Nemesis: You lost your way sir, and I WILL stop you.

Swift Fury picked up Nemesis by the throat and spun her around, holding her arms down as she tried to raise her gun.

Swift Fury: You don't have the guts to shoot me, even if I let up. You won't kill me. You're weak. Too weak to kill me, because you have a heart. You actually care. I never cared. It was all about training you to do the bidding of the highest bidder, because in the end, money is the only power that matters. Go on and struggle. What are you willing to do to stop me. Huh? Well? Do it!

Nemesis pulled the gun to her shoulder, and fired several shots that went through her shoulder and into the chest of Swift Fury. The old man fell to the ground, and Nemesis struggled to get to him.

Nemesis: You damned old fool. Why did you make me do that?

Swift Fury: To show me your r-r-resolve. You are the best of us. You hear me? Better than any of us, and-w-w-w-what's that?

Nemesis looked up to see the stars beginning to disappear in the night sky....then the moon.

Swift Fury: What on Earth?

Nemesis: What were you saying about money being power? I get the feeling it doesn't matter anymo-

Within moments, a crushing darkness obliterated Earth-16. Another universe destroyed, the void grew in its size and power.

Earth-96

In a filled and brightly lit stadium, two combatants stood across from each other, and they let their pocket monsters do their fighting for them.

Tack Katcher: Psyduck, for crying out loud! Do something!

Psyduck: Psy!

Tack Katcher: I wanted to replace you with a Piplip. Why didn't I replace you with a Piplip?

Jamie: You're all mine now Katcher, you stupid loser!

Tack Katcher: Hey!

Jamie: Your Mom is in the crowd cheering ME on. I'd say that makes you a loser!

Tack Katcher: Mom?! Pokemon ruins families!

In the stands two characters dressed in white with red Rs on their shirts watched on.

Tali: That Psyduck is a waste of time, as it turns out. How long have we been at this?

Trevor: If this were a show, we've been trying to catch it for 500 episodes worth...so like 3 months.

Tali: WASTE OF TIME!

Trevor: I wouldn't say so. I got popcorn and a soda, I'm here with my favorite gal, and my jigglypuff turned into a wigglytuff! Everything is coming up Trevor!

Suddenly, the sky turned black.

Tali: Whatever this is, you caused it by opening your big yapper.

Trevor: Probably.

Crushing darkness seemed to loom, but before it could reach Earth-96, a warm enveloping light surrounded the planet, and it disappeared before being devoured like the rest of the universe. Another universe destroyed, the void grew in its size and power.

Earth-48

Johnathan Angel: The city of Kyuzo was the same as any city that night, burning and filled with panic. The news reports showed it around the clock. The planets were disappearing, and the disappearances were heading towards Earth. A cosmic phenomenon, that had many heralding this as the end of all life itself. I still had a job to do, as did the Fayt Agents, working hard to protect life. I also had proof that being dead wasn't the worst thing in the world, in the form of my partner Trevor, the ghost who joins me as Kamen Rider SOUL.

-From the Case Files of Paranormal Investigator Johnathan Angel
 
The man, clad in his silver and blue suit, was working alongside Fayt Agent Ashley Kagayama to put down a spider creature.

Ashley Kagayama: You said you had something to tell me last we spoke SOUL! You going to fill me in now?

SOUL: It'll have to wait! Besides, that wasn't me, that was SOUL-D.

Ashley Kagayama: What's the difference?!

Trevor: Great cover pal, but this spider Geist is about to shift into death. Be ready to switch it up.

SOUL: Right. *SOUL DRIVING KICK!*

SOUL smashed the spider monster with his kick, powered by death, the only energy that can hurt a Geist. Suddenly, Trevor saw the creature arise from his body, as a ghost. Johnathon flipped the plate on his belt.

*SOUL DOOR DEATH!*

The suit changed to red and gold as SOUL-D pulled the creature from the shadows and fought it. Ashley Kagayama watched on, as she backed into the wall, but suddenly the wall wasn't there anymore, and she fell backwards into a portal.

Apple Core

Ashley Kagayama fell onto the main deck of the Apple Core, as the survivors of the fallen worlds and defenders of worlds yet to fall surrounded her.

Ashley Kagayama: What? What is this? Where am I?

Jeff Andonuts: We don't have a lot of time. We'll fill you in, but we need to be fast. Your universe is in danger. It's the next one. We're...we're going to try something.

Ashley Kagayama: .....