The We'd Warriors weren't really sure what was happening. It was like the whole battle froze in place, the battleship ceased attacking, the weird fockin wizard just stopped casting spells. Old Man Ross just shrugged, confused as everyone else. Wal Wal then walked over to Ross.
"You've summoned the We'd Warriors for nothing! We've came out of hiding for nothing! The battle has ceased to continue."
Old Man Ross puffed a big smoke from his pipe, then blew it out. "My . Niger you got the all mistaken." Ross then pulled out his EyePhone to call his one and only. Niger.
Niflheim was unsurprised at the ruler's request. It's not like it's the first time he's dealt with pretentious, egotistical rulers. "Nothing. I have nothing. Why in the FOCK would I have anything to give you when I came here by accident? If you won't give me a free pass, I'll get out myself."
Nightfall had arrived. The two suns were finally resting, the onslaught of radiation and heat ceasing. When night time arrived, the majority of the population recruited into their crowded homes or into the underground catacombs and city. A time like this was perfect to strike. The catacombs were filled and there would be minimum complications from the guards.
Sinjon then closed up his shop for the day. He gave out the leftover food to anyone that wanted it, as he always did. He then informed Rahat he would be gone tonight, and to look over the shop. Rahat nodded, agreeing.
Going to the back of the shop, he started gathering his supplies. He pressed a button under a basket, revealing a secret door in the ground. Originally a fallout shelter or a place to hide people, Sinjon had expanded it to be a storage unit for his illegal weaponry.
He got all his bombs, grenades, his armor, his mask, and his original repeating rifle. Armed to the teeth under his cloths, he then opened a hatch to exit the room through a dug-out tunnel, and not back up to the building.
Arriving at the end of the tunnel to another hatch, Sinjon opened it. Infront of him was the vast complex of the underground city in the catacombs. It was rustling with energy now, making it much easier for him to blend in with the shady groups that participated in this horrendous lie of a city. Sinjon just walked with the crowds to the designated area where he would meet the rest of his. Nigers
In the palace, Gaon continued watching his SpacehoopZ. But, suddenly, he began to choke. He rolled off his hover cart(which doubled as his bed). He began hacking and gagging, spitting up blood at random intervals.
Doug then arrived into his room. He stood over Gaon in his pain, staring at him.
"P-pluhees-" Gaon hacked up more blood. "D o u g . . ."
Doug gave him a grimacing look. "Haha Just saying." Doug stared at Gaon, going into convulsions and cardiac arrest now, foam coming out of his mouth as the blood proceeded to clot in his throat, making him choke even more.
"W h y . . . ?" Gaon asked
"fatass ugly shut the fuq up." Doug then slam jammed onto Gaon's stomach to put him into shock and cough up the clotted blood. He wouldn't die yet.
All of the rebel. Nigers had met up in the area below the palace. It was quite a vast group, numbering in the hundreds. Sinjon then spoke up.
"You guys have brought all the explosives, then?" The group unanimously all said "Yes."
"Then let's get to work."
Unloading all their explosives and wires, they began to put them together with some flammable type of putty. Extremely makeshift and unsafe, the group had no other options after Gaon's forces seized their military-grade explosives a few weeks back.
Wot proceeded to use his grappling hooks and attach them to the ceiling, which was the bottom of the palace. Along with Wolol, Ajak, Dut, Wuow, Wal, and Kon, they began moving the explosives to the top and attaching them to the ceiling. It was a dangerous job, they were wide open to attack and were climbing ropes with no safety equipment.
After about half an hour of doing this, the group was getting tired. They switched shifts to others to climb.
Far away, some of Gaon's guards were on break and at the bar. They had been drinking heavily and attempting to molest some of the women with their higher status as an excuse. One of the guards who wasn't drunk, Kok Daw, looked outside. He noticed the group climbing up the ropes and doing something.
"Ayy, guys, come look! See what these crazies are doing!" The drunk guards stumbled out and started laughing, thinking it outlandish nonsense, some kind of suicidal risk takers. Kok Daw then pulled out his binoculars and scoped the climbers.
"Hey...wait a minute! They're setting up bombs! It's those rebels!"
"Man kok you are one crazy guy...here, give me those." Tree Tree took the binoculars and stumbled over himself, but got up and looked through them. His pupils widened and he then focused. "W i l l s o n . . ."
-----------[Meme World, Surface]
The Ayy-Lmaliums thanked the group. "Now, here are the coordinates. They're not that far from your position. Infact, it appears Hungry-man is already on his way." The group then proceeded to chase after Hungry-man.
In the rocks, LeTrole Ruseman rubbed his hands together, for he just thought of a master plan. He pulled out a banana peel and laughed, throwing it infront of Hungry-man.
"Now WOT in the FOCK...?!" Hungry-man slipped and fell on his back. The group was surprised, but CIA noticed the laughing in the back. He ran over and pulled out his pistol to LeTrole Ruseman.
"Was getting caught part of your plan?"
"Now what's the next step of your master plan?"
Hassan kicked him in the head, KOing him. "Don't Ever Say that again."
"Now ye fockers need to stop buggin' around and lets get goin!"
-----------[Meme World, Underground]
BONES fell over in exhaustion. Now, how an animated skeleton gets exhausted is beyond me. Infact, this whole situation is nonsense, but that's besides the point.
The rest of the Dongers began waking up. Jesse Ventura awoke first; "What the hell...? The whole thing ended without us!" Ross Mandell awoke next, having heard Jesse's nonsense. "It seems their time has come! The Mask sits on the ground, over there!"
One Punch Man then dashed and picked up The Mask, looking at the carnage around the place. He simply responded as he always did: "Ok"
Ainsley Harriott then saw the stone hand on the ground. "Well I'm not sure what happened...but it seems we won, if the smell of that hand is truley Tommy Wiseau's."
Billy Mays noticed that BONES' suit had been stuck in the wall, destroyed. "Guys, it seems that the offer of the Dong Squad is over. Where the hell is BONES?!"
"He seems to be here, he fell in battle." Soldier pointed towards the skeleton on the ground, whether it was alive or dead, was, well, irrelevant.
"But where is everyone else? Have they died too?" Merasmus then scanned the place for Yon and the others with his magical staff, but detected nothing.
"It...it seems they're gone. I can't find their bodies or life force at all."
The rattling of some bones began to speak: "T...that's because they died."
The group was mostly surprised. "BONES! You're...alive as a skeleton can be!" Soldier began to cry and picked up BONES. Pumkin was the only one unamused; just standing around on the lookout for any other enemies. His stomach growled; he was obviously very hungry. But then he heard another stomach growl, distant away. Another pumkin? "But how?" he thought.
Then, bursting through the cavern entrance above, Hungry-man arrived. His hunger wave-lengths bounced off Pumkin.
"Wot?! Another man with a hunger to match?! I'll be damned..." Hungry-man then saw his old friend, Skelly Bones, in the arms of Soldier.
"BONES!!!! Well, if it ain't me oldest m80"
Hungry-man then went over and picked up BONES. "Me BONES..."
"W-what are you doing here?"
"Savin' you, ol m8."
Hungry-man picked up BONES in his arms and began walking towards the exit.
"W-wait....Hungry-man. Tell the group to secure The Mask." He nodded in agreement, sad and distressed. Hungry-man turned around to talk to the group. "Now all ya focks better 'ave 'eard that! Get that FOCKIN Mask and let's get out of here! Those little green alien men are the ones who sent me 'an me mates to find ya!"
One-Punch Man then responded. "It's already secured."
Hungry-man then began the walk again. The rest of the team was somewhat recovered and stood around the battlegrounds. They had a moment of silence for their presumed deceased comrades. The Heckler then shed a tear, for all the hecks given over pointless deaths. The group then moved on, following behind Hungry-man.
Hungry-man exited the cavern with the rest of the crash team outside. He held BONES in his arms as if he was dead(technically he was). BONES has lost many bones anyways, his fingers, some of his legs and arms, a few ribs...he was pretty much incomplete. The magic that had been holding him together was failing.
Up on the spaceship, the Ayy-Lmaliums had picked up the squad leaving the cave. "We got a lock, sir!"
"Ayy, let's go then. Full speed! Their injuries could be severe." The ship went full speed through the memes.
Jesse Ventura picked up his EyePhone™ to contact the ship. They answered immediately: "We're already on the way, Ventura! What's the status?!"
"We've lost a lot. BONES is losing his life. We've lost Yon, Shrek, The Hand, and See-Man. BONES would have the full report, if he lives."
"And what of the other team we hired?"
"They're helping us stabilize. They're escorting BONES and helping the other members stay on their feet."
"Thanks, Ventura. You're now promoted to squad leader under my order. Do your job well, Soldier. The ETA is 10 minutes."
Ventura was honored, but surprised. After Yon's death it was obvious he would be the one to be promoted, just not immediately.
"Alright everyone, get to secure positions and hold it down! We got five minutes before the ship arrives to pick us up. And I'm sure Wiseau couldn't have been the only Memer in his master plan!"
And so the group set up their positions. The injured were secured behind the alien rocks and bushes, which really didn't look like either of those. Vivid, colorful, and shapes that shouldn't be in nature. Some of them seemed as if they were molded clay. Who knows, really? Meme World was an odd place.
Ten minutes passed. No one came to attack. No one came to bother them. Even LeTrole Rusemann had left the scene, to honor his dead Memers. The Ayy-Lmalium ship then arrived and beamed down the medical squad with stretchers.
"Ayy, everyone injured, put them on board!" The medical team quickly moved out, and so did the Dongers. They carried BONES on the stretcher, and the crash team moved the injured Dongers to them. The medical team beamed them up, while the crash team and uninjured Dongers(Jesse Ventura, OPM, and Shell-Shocked Cat) stayed down. Soon enough, Ayy beamed down to talk to them.
"Crash survivors, here is your monetary compensation for your assistance."
TTT, Bateman, CIA, Hungry-man, Mr. Blobby, TFPOFF, TGWWEIM, Car Guard, John Freeman, Caged Gorilla and some Happy People then stepped up to receive their $$$
"But, before you go...I have an offer for all of you. Join this team. We need all the help we can get. You'd be saving the universe. Even if you refuse, as part of the offer, we're still sending a team to fix your spaceship."