Bart swerved his upgraded spaceship around a piece of debris hanging out around Skyline. The city had started accumulating junk almost as soon as it started moving. Something about the way the engine worked, according to Jack. But that wasn't Bart's focus at the moment. No, the man was on a mission. A mission that involved invading the heroes guild headquarters.
The super powered driver hadn't lost anything important in the fall of Skyline. Both he and his friends never worried about setting up a base. Apocalypses never had characters in one place anyway. They were all nomads. Plus, Leatherface thought it would be more fun to run around all the time, invading areas with Bart's suped-up cars.
So how could Bart say no when Dr. Zlo asked him to join the fight against the heroes guild? Now, Bart was piloting a dream of a ship, Leatherface and Fleshgrabber in the seats next to him on the guns. Both players were competing to see who could shoot the most debris out of the sky.
"Twenty-three," Leatherface said smugly as his weapon destroyed yet another cluster of discarded satellites.
"Thirty," Fleshgrabber replied with a smug look of his own.
"Bullsh*t you got thirty," Leatherface complained.
"Ricoheted the shot off seven pieces of garbage," Fleshgrabber answered.
"That doesn't count," Leatherface argued.
"Twenty-four then," Fleshgrabber said. "Which means you're still losing."
"Girls, you're both pretty," Bart interjected. "And we're leaving the field now. Gonna arrive at the moon in a minute."
Leatherface looked at the countdown timer on his watch, the minutes ticking by until the death ray was in position.
"Why are we attacking the place if we're going to destroy it?" Fleshgrabber asked.
"Because we're the distraction," Bart answered. "If the heroes don't fight on the moon, they'll lose their base."
"And if they do, and we stop them. They still lose the base," Leatherface continued.
"Yeah, but I don't want to get caught in the crossfire," Fleshgrabber said.
"Idiot," Leatherface answered. "We just have to log out."
"Or use Dr. Zlo's reset button," Bart answered.
"Oh yeah, forgot about that," Leatherface said.
Bart chuckled at his friend's forgetfulness. Despite Leatherface's prowess in battle, the man couldn't remember where something was to save his life.
The ship's HUD beeped as it targeted an incoming hero.
"Leatherface, switch to bombs," Bart said. "It doesn't matter where you aim since you're bound to hit something."
"Way ahead of you," Leatherface laughed. "Man. This is crazy, isn't it."
"Shoot already!" Bart shouted. "My shields are falling, and I don't want to go down this early in the fight."
"Pff, fine," Leatherface said.
The villain pulled the trigger, launching the rest of the ship's bombs into the mass of heroes swarming below. Fleshgrabber switched over to the bullets, unleashing a mess of gunfire that took out a few of the less protected heroes.
"It's like I'm bombing a beehive," Leatherface laughed.
Bart had to agree as the bombs connected before they hit the ground, striking random heroes who weren't coordinated enough to dodge. The resulting explosions sent many flying like bowling pins, and the secondary explosions only caused more chaos.
"Where are the rest of them?" Bart wondered, looking around for Dr. Zlo.
He got his answer a moment later when Riptide surfed over on the spaceship, unleashing a brown sludge that fell to cover the landing pads. The substance formed up a moment later, revealing itself to be a teddy bear shaped mass of chocolate. Heroes fell as the attack landed, scattering some while others protected themselves with powerful shields.
"Tremble in fear, mortals!" Dr. Zlo shouted over the din.
A crack of lightning followed the statement.
Bart looked over to see Dr. Zlo on top of his spaceship, Riptide standing next to him. Sweet Dream was nowhere in sight, though the chocolate below was undoubtedly hers. The player wondered how she'd gotten so much chocolate, as the towering teddy bear was easily taller than the building.
"Behold the might of my genius and Sweet Dream's candied prowess!" Dr. Zlo continued.
All eyes turned toward the villain, the players acting as heroes fixed on Dr. Zlo.
"Don't bother struggling," Dr. Zlo continued. "It will only make things worse for you. Best if you surrender now and save everyone the trouble."
"We're not scared of you!" A hero shouted.
"Well you should be!" Dr. Zlo demanded. "For I am Dr. Zlo! The greatest criminal mastermind the world has ever known! And with my intelligence combined with Sweet Dream's power, you heroes shall get your just desserts!"
Bart watched as the teddy bear moved, swinging a giant chocolate arm and engulfing a group of heroes. They came out the other end disoriented, the heroes in the air flying in random directions and striking their friends.
"Yes!" Dr. Zlo continued. "The heroes have declared war against me and mine! Destroying my grand city with petty tricks! For that, I shall destroy all that you hold dear! And once I'm finished, no one will ever think of going against Dr. Zlo!"
The villain threw his head back, laughing his evilest laugh yet. Bart laughed along with him, flying his ship low and letting Leatherface and Fleshgrabber off. Dr. Zlo's minions followed after, the Jacques raising a silent war cry against the wave of heroes.
Bart swerved his ship around and made a beeline back toward the ice hero. He had a score to settle with the man.