Agent

Yeah so I did some more Heroforge designs. Too afraid to do the Color Gang cuz I think I'll get it wrong, so I did the Rocket Co. people, with some characters from the Mercenary Tryouts. Here they are in order of hierarchy.

I didn't make Ballista, Primal, and Hazard human though, because I don't see them as human, or even superhuman. To me, they're some creatures from other dimensions, with abilities attributed to the physics of their homeworlds. Besides, their art styles are such a big part of their characters, I wanted to capture them as much as possible. Especially Hazard, who's supposed to be the generic male, since he's a bathroom sign. If you think I should just make them human as well, please let me know.

• His notes are in https://animatorvsanimation.fandom.com/f/p/4400000000000182584

• Wondered whether to build the CEO of a company or the sweet young lady she started out as. I chose the latter.

• Took a while to find something to put in her hand. My first choice was a clipboard, but they didn't have it. After rewatching AvA 11, I chose a screwdriver. There's another scene where she holds a fishing rod and her fish btw.

• Heroforge faces don't work well for characters unless they're hardened warriors...

• Light skin tone cuz black outfit

• Bald cuz when will I get the opportunity? It looks good on him, too.

• Suit and tie cuz bodyguard/security chief

• Don't like the way the toolbar gadgets extend to his fingers, but this was the closest (and coolest) they had. Would you have preferred simple wristwatches?

• Wanted to give him an earpiece but the closest thing they had were hearing aids.

• That moment where he uses the electricity sign. My first choice was a shield to use in place of a stop sign, but there wasn't one I liked.

• Generic outfit for a generic male

• This is not a H4CK3R design, okay?

• The original looks like he's wearing baggy jeans, but come on. Have you ever seen a prehistoric wearing baggy jeans?

• Gave him furs to spruce up his upper body a bit. Should they be removed?

• Didn't give him a quiver cuz we never see him reloading (and cuz I don't think you can put both a bow and a quiver on his back)

• This REALLY tempted me to make the mercs human, cuz I wanted to express his rage. Unfortunately, rules are rules.

• Wanted to spread his fingers apart but you need Pro for that

• Wish the hammer was bigger

• I had absolutely no idea what his outfit should be, so I just gave him gym clothes.

• Maybe too much blue in his outfit?

• I wanted to give this guy a clipboard, but they didn't have one. Instead, I gave him the suitcase they put TSC's pencil in.

• Built him cuz he was in Mercenary Tryouts.

• Dark skin tone cuz bright outfit

• This looks stupid, but he really did hold those things in AvA 3, with Firefox beside him.

• Built him cuz he at least TRIED to apply for the position

• Don't ask me what that sword is; I have no idea

• There were more black highlights, but I removed them cuz they looked ugly

• Shame that I can't make his eyes show (they're bright green underneath the helmet btw)

Please let me know what you think, especially the thing about the mercs.

I wanna start explaining that I'm considering a future scenario where TDL was defeated and Vic and Agent knows that TCO has beenn redeemed. I think that a friendship between they would be amazing. I mean, they both are so loyal to wath they belive is the right thing and would do anything to protect who they love. Also, they both are kinda tired of everytihng. Like, they want to have peace again. They look so much with each other.

I've been thinking about the possible or predicted scenes of AvA 13-15, so I want to tell you what's going on with the future episodes.

Here's what I thought the possible or predicted scenes of AvA 13-15 so far:

1. The Dark Lord takes revenge on The Second Coming, through rematching TSC, who defeated The Dark Lord with his hidden superpowers.

2. The Chosen One, stripped of his powers, about to drown, sends for rescue to Alan or King Orange and Purple.

3. The Chosen One fails to rescue, then drowns and dies. Then Alan redraws The Chosen One, just like redrawing victim in the past, and to help TSC and TCG.

4. The Second Coming unleashes his hidden powers for the second time.

5. Alan renames the stick gang to become the superpowered stick figures to defeat The Dark Lord and H4CK3R.

6. The Dark Lord betrays H4CK3R after reviving dark Mitsi, or H4CK3R betrays The Dark Lord after finding the truth.

7. King Orange and Purple fight The Dark Lord and H4CK3R.

8. H4CK3R betrays the mercenaries for being useless.

9. The mercenaries rematch with The Color Gang, who defeated them.

10. Agent finds the truth of Mitsi's demise through The Chosen One's further past memories, where the evidence of the real culprit of Mitsi's killer is revealed.

11. Alan renames The Chosen One to "The Ultimate One" for his upgrade.

12. The Second Coming revives Mitsi, or Mitsi's original file remains on Grace's PC, and is then reuploaded to Newgrounds, which would be victim's redeeming factor.

13. The Dark Lord produces more than 100 virabots, including big, and armored variants, to completely outmatch his enemies and achieve world conquest.

14. H4CK3R will join TCO and TSC's side after his redemption. Although Agent and his mercenaries will also join.

15. One of the main characters sacrifices for saving the Outernet and Internet from The Dark Lord and H4CK3R.

There may be more than I thought, so you can comment below my post to add more possible scenes you thought of. Then I would give gratitude for it!

It's finally done guys, I worked really hard on it and I personally think it's very good (my very unbiased opinion), I would very much encourage you to read :)

TW: PTSD, DETAILED DESCRIPTION OF PAIN, PANIC ATTACK, THOUGHT SPIRALLING, DROWNING, SENSORY EXPERIENCES THAT MAY BE OVERWHELMING FOR SOME PPL IDK

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I laid down on one of our beach chairs, and closed my eyes. I could hear Mitsi's laughter in the distance, over the waves that kept crashing against the shore.

Waves crashing. Everyone else always seemed to find the sounds relaxing, soothing enough to fall asleep to. I never understood that. There was nothing I found relaxing about the colossal force of water, foaming like the mouth of a rabid dog, pummelling against thousands of shards of grainy rock.

The waves kept crashing, on and on and on and on.

Even once I'd leave this beach, I knew they will keep on crashing against the rocks. When I sleep, they will crash. When I wake up, they'll crash. Every second for the rest of my life, and even after I'm dead and gone, they will crash and crash. There's an inherent wrongness to the collosal friction, but it never seemed to bother anybody else.

<That's because its no big deal. It's not supposed to be an issue. I'm making a big deal from nothing.>

I tried to stop thinking about it, barricade my mind against those thoughts, remind myself that today was supposed to be about calm. Tomorrow was going to be big, and today was about rest. But they kept coming. The thoughts could not be stopped. Mitsi's laugh came again from someplace in the water, fainter this time.

<Why can't I just be brave like her? With everything I've gone through, I should be stronger than this. Why am I such a coward?>

Something was building and tightening inside of me, clouding my thoughts. Not the soft, white kind of clouds you'd see in early summer. They're dark and hold a suffocating thickness, both exceedingly cold yet also holding a pressured electricity threatening to tear a white-hot crack into your sanity, but you never know exactly when it'll strike.

I tried to push the feeling back, but it only grew inside my stomach. My veins were overflowing with it.

Because it wasn't just the waves. It was the tectonic plates I knew to be scraping together below me, deep in the Earth. I couldn't hear them, but it was still nails against a chalkboard, except it was instead massive rocks grating across more rock beneath with unparalleled pressure. The mental image that had formed produced the maddening noise in my head, and it just couldn't be shook out.

<Just breathe. Just breathe.>

My breath came faster and faster, and my heartbeat matched pace, the booming coming again and again. Everything was so loud now, but I couldn't hear anything over the waves besides the percussion within my chest. Clamping my eyelids further shut, I attempted to block out anything I could.

That was stupid. Now I was trapped in the complete dark. I tried to open my eyes, but the fear made me incapable. The noise grew louder.

And louder and louder and louder, until the thunder was all that filled my head. I needed to scream, but I was paralyzed in my own panic.

And then I was there. The pain just wearing off from seconds ago, my entire body sudden engulfed in water, replacing the air with the cold, suffocating liquid.

But not just the air around me. Every molecule, every empty space inside of me instantly turned to water.

The entirely of my ear canals flooded in, of which the pain alone could've driven a perfectly respectable stick into utter madness. But that wasn't nearly the worst sensation.

No, that was the agonizing burn of my lungs as they were suddenly filled with liquid.

I tried to cough the water out, only to choke in more water, thrusting my lungs into further agony.

It was far too much pain to bear, but I had no other choice.

The pain's intensity swelled, as an electric stabbing ebbed behind my eyes, dilated pupils darting uncontrollably as my vision blurred.

I clawed at my throat desperately, my whole body thrashing through the water in a hopeless attempt to find any air or escape.

The thing about pain is that when it's bad enough, you can't think about anything else.

All rational thoughts are driven from the mind by pain. But one thought does remain.

'This hurts.'

And that may not sound like much. But.

It is when it's the thought that has consumed your entire being.

It is when it's a scream, crashing into the sides of your skull from within, over and over again.

It is when the entire thought isn't even the words 'this hurts'. Every sound, every letter in the words screamed all at once until it's incomprehensible and unintelligible and un-anything sane.

You don't know the meaning, but you feel it. You feel it in everything that you are.

And as the light faded from my eyes once again, I heard it. I heard it, distorted and sick, from somewhere beyond my prison. His laugh. No, not a laugh even. A chuckle. I've heard it before. I'd hear it again.

Is that what all this was for?

It was a thousand suns crashing and exploding against my mind and heart, all for a speck of his amusement. I should have felt angry. Hateful. But those feelings only came far, far later.

Right then, I just felt like I was drowning. Not just in the water. In my own skin. In the utter hopelessness of my situation.

The waves kept crashing on. I wasn't there anymore. I wasn't really anywhere. But somewhere ahead, I could hear Mitsi's voice, the familiar frequency weaving through the static inside me. I couldn't make out the words, but it cleared my focus just a bit.

Finding the courage to open my eyes, I saw her standing next to me, her bright green eyes full of concern.

"Victor? Can you hear me?"

I could barely move, but I managed to reach out my shaking hand to hold one of hers, which were hesitantly hovering above me, unsure whether to touch me or not.

She gently held it back.

"I'm right here, Victor. You're gonna feel better in just a bit. You'll be alright."

Letting my body relax, the tightness in my chest began to unwind. I could still hear the waves, but with Mitsi besides me, they felt far away.

I don't know how much time passed, but eventually my heart rate slowed, although it's pace was still rapid. Mitsi still stood next to me, and Agent on my other side.

A pang of guilt stung into my gut. It had been a perfect day for them, and I had ruined it.

"I'm sorry," I spoke.

"What? Victor, there is no reason to apologize, dear."

"But there is. It's my fault."

"Victor, listen to me," her voice was stern but gentle. "It's not anyone's fault. It's not that kind of matter. You didn't ruin anything. We'll always be here for you when you need support. I know you'd do the same."

"Yup." Agent agreed.

"Thanks, guys," I said as I shifted to my feet, my legs still wobbly as I stood, "I just really wanted to end this day on a good note. Now I'm going to start tomorrow, of all days, on a bad one."

"We still can have a good day," Agent suggested, a smile forming on his face, "I know just the place. If you're up for it."

"There won't be any waves or bad noises, right?"

"Nope," Agent replied.

"Then count me in," I said with a confidence I didn't feel.

I felt shaken to my core, but I still resolved to go. I wouldn't let this day end like this.

As I stepped off the sand and into the metallic exterior of Agent's truck, I already felt a little lighter. But I still felt a sort of weight in my chest, a lingering feeling that something was very wrong.

I enjoyed riding in cars. There was something hypnotic about watching the landscape pass by. I could zone out and stare through the window forever. The engine used to bother me profoundly, but with every ride, I noticed it less. Now, I lived in a city filled with cars, and drove one every day to work.

Maybe, I had hoped, I would get used to everything one day, like I had with the engine. And nothing would ever bother me anymore.

After a while, the terrain around us began to change.

"Agent?" I asked, just as we bumped over what I think was the trunk of a small fallen tree, "Are we even still on the road?"

"Uh, yeah. It's just one of 'em less-traveled ones," he replied as the front of the car ripped off a tree branch, "Almost there."

He was right, to his credit, as he stopped the car a minute later.

"Come on. It's just a short walk."

The doors swung open as we left the truck. My feet made contact with the soft ground, a mixture of dark soil and decaying leaves that were kicked up as I followed Agent. The air carried a distinct smell I couldn't quite name, but it was quite pleasant and somehow made the air feel lighter.

I could faintly hear water flowing up ahead, over the forest leaves brushing above us in the canopy and the occasional birdsong.

Me and Mitsi followed Agent to a clearing cut through by a small river. The water appeared shallow and flowed at a leisurely pace. At the surface, thin lines of sunlight balanced till they faded at the edge, lapping at the shore as the water gently glided over the smooth pebbles and receded back.

"This is so pretty," Mitsi commented, spinning to take it all in.

The fresh grass was soft beneath my feet, and was wet from dew clinging to the blades, despite it being past midday. The bright green of the grass contrasted with the darker verdant of the oaks at the clearing's edge.

"Nice place, huh?" Agent said, evidently proud he was the one to bring us here.

I released a long exhale I didn't know I had been holding back. He was right. It was nice.

A fish appeared below the clear water, it's grey little body camouflaging almost perfectly with the pebbles beneath it. It paused briefly before it saw me and darted away. I didn't realize I was chuckling until I heard myself.

I looking around, I found Mitsi picking flowers in a patch of daffodils.

"Cool flowers," I commented.

"They are. I'm going to have to come back later to pick more. You see these plants?" She enthusiastically motioned to a patch of bushes, "Peonies. My favorite. They aren't blooming yet, but they'll be beautiful soon."

I studied the plants. They didn't look that special to me, but since she pointed them out, I noticed the large buds among the leaves.

Mitsi continued, "They might even bloom tomorrow. They look really close."

"Well, we'll be busy tomorrow," I remind her.

"There's always the next day."

"True."

"You feeling better?" Mitsi asked, handing me a bunch of cheery daffodils.

"Yeah, actually. It's like, perfect here."

Time passed. Agent took us further up the stream, to a section that was almost completely filled with large rocks that rose above the surface.

"You see these? Perfect for parkour."

Although I was skeptical, Mitsi was already jumping from rock to rock, her feet barely touching them before gliding to the next. I didn't take that as too reassuring-Mitsi made everything look easy. After she noticed I hadn't joined her, she ran back over.

"C'mon, love. This is fun."

She took my hands in hers and led me out.

As usual, Mitsi and Agent were right. The rocks were mostly flat, but also rough and dry, and common enough that one always had multiple options of where to jump to next. I didn't have to hold on to her for long, and quickly found my footing. I soon learned just how to adjust my feet to each surface before I landed, as well as how much energy I should push off with and how much momentum to preserve.

"Nice going, Victor. You're a natural!" I heard Agent compliment.

"Thanks!" I called out, letting it grow my ego. It really wasn't that hard to do, but I still took a certain pride in navigating the rocks. The sun fell gently over us, warming my back. Smiling to myself, I fell into a comfortable rhythm, only thinking of which rock to leap to next, making my path as I went. I stopped near Agent to catch my breath.

"Agent?"

"Yeah?"

"How did you find out about this place?" I asked.

"Just stumbled across it hiking, 'bout a year ago. Just kept it to myself, a special little place for me. But I figured I'd show it to you guys too. What good is anything if you can't share it with friends, right?"

"That's pretty wise."

He snorted before replying, "Yeah, right. You're the smart one."

<That's what they say. Although I doubt it's true.>

After a lot of parkouring, we returned to the clearing. The first thing Mitsi did was run to her peony bush.

"So close. Still not there, though. I'll see you guys soon. You'll be ready, and I'll pick you then," I heard her whisper to a flower bud.

"Talkin' to plants, huh?" Agent teased.

"Hey! These plants listen better than the lot of you!" Mitsi joked back, and we all laughed. That's when I came to the realization that I loved my life. It was something I had known for a while, but it was moments like this, laughing with the love of my life and my other best friend, that I truly felt it. I felt it inside of me and around me, in my bones and in the air I breathed, that in this moment, everything was right in our worlds.

The sun slowly crawled further across the sky. We spent the last hour of daylight skipping stones across the river. They hopped and skidded across the water like they weighed nothing.

Agent held the impressive record of five skips, while me and Mitsi were tied at three.

As she tossed her stone in, she spoke, "We're going to have to go soon. I wish we could stay for the sunset, though."

I looked to the sky, just beginning to ease into pink hues. We had agreed to try to get back in time to get good sleep for the big day tomorrow. "Next time, love. Can't be sleepwalking at our own party, right?"

I threw my stone to the water, watched as it danced across the surface before it plunged under. Three skips. "C'mon, guys. Let's go," Mitsi said, initiating our departure from the paradise, "Four years, come tomorrow. Can't believe it."

Following her, we all left the river behind. The stones we had tossed lay motionless at the bottom, and the ripples they made had faded into the water, erased as if they never existed at all. And there, in the clearing, lay flower bushes, the countless buds holding tucked-away peonies that were never picked.

TSC - Agent Smith

TDL - TCO

Yellow - Blue

Green - Red

Purple - Gold

King Orange - Pink

Victim - Mitsi

Alan - Grace (Mitsi's creator)

Primal - Skeleton

Hazard - Enderman

Ballista - Spider

Neon Yellow (K.O's wife) - Navy

Characters that stay exactly the same

The workers

The villagers

Ruben (Red's pig)

The witch

The warden

Corn dog guy

Misc. BG characters

2 days ago I publish the first part.

King: Hehehe, Nobody messes with my friends.

Agent: Nobody messes with H4CK3R.

Yellow uses his laptop to rename No One to TCO.

TCO: I missed this powers.

King and TCO go to fight with Agent.

Agent: Idiots, I could finish them both off and without any effort.

King: (putting his crown to himself) Yes, I need to watch it. Yellow, pass me the staff.

Yellow: Ok my lord.

TCO sets his hands on fire, KO prepares his first commands. And the battle starts.

King: (using /forcehold) I think we will destroy you.

Agent: Never!!!

TCO: (punching Agent with fire) You'll finished.

Agent sees how H4CK3R is turned into a Victim again.

Agent: Boss, nooo!!!

Then Yellow uses the handcuffs to handcuff Victim and takes her away.

TCO punchs to Agent and he falls in the lake, all think Agent drowns but, What if he survive?

King and Purple return to his house, TCO goes to find TDL, and the Stick Gang returns to ALAN'S PC with Vic.

Victim: No, I was the most powerful, how could you vanquish me?!

The Sticks put Victim in a jail, and he will spend all his days there.

THE END... Or to be continued?

First of all: Please, do not criticize my grammar/spelling, I am bad and I make an effort to write FanFics. Thank you

Red, Blue and Green are in panic, H4CK3R has kidnapped TCO, TSC, and Yellow. They need help.

Red: No, where are Yellow? And TSC and TCO?

Blue: (criying) Yellow!!! Why you!!!

Green: Hey, we can ask for help to Orange and Purple.

Then the five sticks are gathered.

King: how can we help you??

Purple: Yes, and where are Yellow and TSC?

Green: Purple, I need you and your Elytras to help me defeat H4CK3R, Okey?

Red: And King, I need your help to prevent Agent from helping H4CK3R.

Purple and Orange: Okey!!!

Purple and Green fly with the elytras, Red and Orange run towards Agent and Blue helps Yellow.

Agent: oh oh, you're beat.

Agent pauses Red.

Blue: nooo!!

Yellow: Blue, help me!!

King: (punching to Agent) Dead!!

No One: The figthing sticks??

TSC: Thanks for help us.

Agent and KO start a fight.

TSC, No One, Yellow, Green and Blue watch the start of the fight.

100 Miles West of Outernet City

The God of Chaos was gone. There was no further need for The Second God, and everyone separated, back to where they had been before the fusion had occurred.

Including The Dark Lord.

Before anyone could restrain him, he flew away. His distant laugh could be heard in the distance.

H4CK3R: It's more of a thorn in our side than a major issue. We have some explaining and rebuilding to do...

1 Month Later

H4CK3R was doing his routine ViraBot search on his supercomputer for potential threats.

After a few hours of searching, he found a ViraBot ping hidden 1 mile below Rocket Corp. HQ.

H4CK3R panicked and immediately generated a 100000-ton anvil below him, breaking through all the floors underneath him rapidly, until he found himself in the prison chamber where criminals that were too strong to be contained in the city prison were placed. It was basically the Outernet's Alcatraz.

There were a lot of prisoners after the Second Outernet Clash had occurred. The Chosen One had told him that several of Programmer021's creations had been affiliated with evil, so after several days of tearing the weeds from the foliage, he found all the bad apples and locked them up here.

Somehow, one of the doors of one of the cells was missing, and the cell was infested with ViraBots.

H4CK3R was horrified.

 Five Hours Later...

Agent had been hearing loud banging from the prison room for five hours, but didn't intervene because he was busy looking for The Dark Lord.

When he finally went down, he saw H4CK3R, out of breath, surrounded by shurikens and thrown swords, as well as a few pinned ViraBots desperately trying (and failing) to corrode H4CK3R's weapons.

Agent: WHAT HAPPENED DOWN HERE?!

At that moment, one of the ViraBots cut itself free and charged toward H4CK3R, so he used his animation taskbar to pick it up, trap it in a small cube, then reduce the cube to a tiny dot, crushing the ViraBot.

H4CK3R: There were ViraBots here. We need to find The Dark Lord as fast as we can!

Suddenly, a voice rang out through the darkness.

That won't be necessary.

The Dark Lord walked towards them, converting his goo-powers into lots of different weapons.

The Dark Lord: I understand that I have to go into containment for you to rest easy, but I am NOT coming quietly. Fight me...if you dare.

The Mercenaries suddenly dropped down from behind Agent.

Ballista: We got your back, boss!

And the battle commenced.

Five Minutes Later

Agent and the mercenaries laid behind The Dark Lord, unconscious, but not corroding.

H4CK3R and The Dark Lord gazed at one another menacingly.

H4CK3R: Oh, it's ON.

H4CK3R generated shurikens and started throwing them at The Dark Lord, the first few of which he dodged, before corroding the rest with his ViraSpikes.

Once they were gone, he retaliated with his laser-eyes, pushing H4CK3R back, then to the ground, The Dark Lord immediately leapt on top of him, before punching him in the head several times.

H4CK3R dropkicked him in the chest from below, throwing him off, before bouncing off the ceiling while generating knuckle-spikes on his hand and brutally punching The Dark Lord back several feet, before smashing him on the head with a giant hammer.

He approached The Dark Lord, deactivating an empty cell, ready to throw him in.

But to his shock, The Dark Lord just laughed.

The Dark Lord: Did you really think I would be dumb enough as to let myself be captured again? Heh heh heh...

He pressed a hidden button on his wrist...and all the nearby cells reopened.

The Dark Lord: I recruited a few...friends.

H4CK3R was horrified to see several other sticks - some armed, some with powers, some just running toward him - join The Dark Lord. He involuntarily took a step back, not knowing what to do.

Lucky for him, it was at that moment that Agent finally woke up.

Agent: Take him down! I've got you covered, boss!

H4CK3R suddenly surged in confidence, as he charged towards The Dark Lord, whirling a lasso.

Agent, meanwhile, took out his staff and shield, and started attacking all the other sticks.

H4CK3R tried to lasso The Dark Lord, but The Dark Lord grabbed the lasso at the loop and cut it off, before pulling H4CK3R towards him for a punch in the face. H4CK3R blocked the punch, then pushed The Dark Lord to the ground from there. (Amulet - Escape from Lucien reference)

H4CK3R immediately powered up his glitch-bomb fire, but it didn't come out as individual bullets - it came out as a massive energy beam.

The Dark Lord was pushed back, and then whacked on the head by H4CK3R's giant club. He tried to get up...but couldn't. His body was glitching all over. H4CK3R took advantage of the reprieve to lasso him around the neck, then threw him into an empty cell, before turning the energy beam back on. He was stronger than all the other prisoners, so H4CK3R converted all of the walls around him to energy and thickened them.

And finally, he joined Agent back-to-back in defeating every single evil stick around him.

Once that was done, they both wiped off the (nonexistent) sweat from their foreheads and went back up (dragging the bodies of the mercenaries behind them) and finally went back up to the main room.

Agent sent a message to a random worker.

Agent: Tell the general population that The Dark Lord has been captured. There are no more threats in the Outernet to fear.

H4CK3R breathed a sigh of relief.

H4CK3R: Finally...it's over.

[END]

Adobe Animate, ALANSPC

Alan was watching his sticks fight. AGAIN. It's all they did, save for saving the world.

Blue poked his head in, only for Green to stomp it back down.

Blue jumped out of the hole, punching Green in the head in the process.

Yellow joined in with a flying side-kick, knocking both Blue and Green back, before Red dropped down from the top of the taskbar and stomped on Blue, flipped backwards, slid beneath Green's legs, and then dropkicked him in the back.

Alan watched them tussle, as Purple joined in from his elytra, dropping down and fighting everyone.

Orange had come with one of his staffs with a gold block fitted in it, just to be safe, but he couldn't resist the thrill of battle, either, so he ended up joining in, taking on the entire Color Gang by himself.

Having joined ALANSPC after fighting The God of Chaos, The Chosen One joined in, throwing fireballs at everyone. He and Orange went in a head-to-head, using his golden electrokinesis to attack The Chosen One, who retaliated with his own cryokinesis, blocking everything.

Then H4CK3R and Agent came in.

Alan: Is your purpose business or pleasure?

Agent: ...the latter.

Next thing they knew, H4CK3R had joined the fight and was throwing random objects at The Chosen One.

The Chosen One: You think you can beat me when I'm at full strength?

H4CK3R: I did it once, I'll do it again!

The Chosen One released his laser, as H4CK3R generated a mirror to reflect it back into his body.

He was blown back, and then hit by H4CK3R's glitch-bomb fire.

Orange joined in, landing several blows on H4CK3R before electrifying him. Before H4CK3R had a chance to get up, The Chosen One generated a thunderstorm and started zapping H4CK3R, then drawing the energy into himself to deal the finishing blow.

A boulder landed on him.

Alan: [typing] XD :P

The Second Coming had been watching from afar.

The Second Coming: Not this again...

He dropped down and brutally punched Alan's cursor to the ground before generating a sticky grenade and blowing up the cursor.

When it was gone, they all turned back towards one another.

H4CK3R: Now, then, where were we?

Agent joined in with his staff and his shield, brutally beating the Color Gang.

The Second Coming started toying with Orange, The Chosen One, and H4CK3R.

The Second Coming: [thinking] Is this how The Dark Lord felt toying with us?

Alan created a new cursor and closed the window, trapping all the sticks inside the taskbar.

H4CK3R: [muffled] not...this...again...

Alan opened up sticksfight.com, where everyone immediately went back to fighting.

Yellow: ENOUGH OF THIS!

He lit several blocks of TNT and threw them everywhere.

The Second Coming facepalmed, having bad memories from "Texture Pack".

Everyone ran, flew, or teleported away as fast as they could.

Yellow raised his arms in victory...then The Chosen One and The Second Coming simultaneously threw him into the right wall of ALANSPC.

H4CK3R decided the fight was over, then left with Agent.

The Second Coming: One last thing...

He generated a giant spatula, then whacked everyone around him into the ground.

[END]

Undisclosed Location, 100 Miles Due West of the Outernet City

The Second Coming and Broken Mirror rapidly exchanged punches, each blow evenly matched, fully stalemated, not a single advantage over the other.

The Second Coming vaulted off the wall and delivered a brutal punch to Broken Mirror's face, before generating a massive minigun and strafing Broken Mirror, which he immediately EMP'd and then threw a shuriken at The Second Coming. They locked fists, which Broken Mirror broke through by kicking The Second Coming in the chest, before throwing him back into the cave full of green-life particles.

The Second Coming used his energy manipulation power in a way he'd never done before...CLONING himself. Together, they all created a massive energy beam that blew Broken Mirror back.

Broken Mirror couldn't even hold on and was blown several miles away, where he was knocked out.

The Second Coming rapidly ran up to his group of friends and started telling them what had to be done.

The Second Coming: You all have about half a minute before my evil twin returns. We have to get these life energy particles back to Rocket Corp. HQ before it's too late! Agent, I'm leaving the job to you.

The Color Gang was truly awed at the massive tanks of green life energy floating inside them, in various forms. In their pure form, like the ones floating around The Second Coming, in crystalline form, rotating and floating inside liquidated forms of the energy, and corrupted forms that were speckled with black. H4CK3R used an eraser tool to decorrupt them.

Agent saluted, hooked up all the life energy particles to his hoverbike, taking a quick second to nervously look at the fuel meter spiking, and transferred them all into his fuel tank before leaving.

The Dark Lord: There's something incredibly important that I have to tell you. I didn't tell you earlier because I thought that the subject of that information was you.

When I freed The God of Chaos, I did exactly that - freed him. In other words, someone managed to imprison him before, and that means that it can be done again.

What I'm guessing is that there is a REAL God of Light somewhere out there, and we have to find them.

H4CK3R: I'm on it!

He flew into the IP barrier with The Dark Lord, ready to go on their own little adventure.

And just in time - Broken Mirror was back.

Uncharted Location

The Dark Lord walked up to what looked like an empty cage. He tried punching the cage several thousand times, and it did absolutely nothing.

H4CK3R: Yup, that's the one.

He scanned for any sort of deviation from what usually appeared around really old materials, which took a while, but he eventually found something - very slight drops in the dust value of the floor. He rapidly constructed a trail that led to something very, very unexpected...

H4CK3R: I found one of programmer021's old computers - but we can't reach it. It's airgapped.

The Dark Lord covered his face in exasperation.

The Dark Lord: You mean that we can't reach it at all?

H4CK3R: There MIGHT be a way...[sending message to PROGRAMMER021SPC]

PROGRAMMER021SPC

He was monitoring the events of the Outernet. He would send some of his sticks to help, but none of them were strong enough. All of the ones who had gone had been captured by Broken Mirror.

He was, unsurprisingly, shocked when he saw a distress message from someone whom he recognized immediately from his network of Outernet cameras - H4CK3R.

Hello, Programmer021. I require access to one of your air-gapped computers, which presumably contains The God of Light. Both The God of Chaos and Broken Mirror are on the loose, so we need your assistance to defeat them before the situation gets too severe.

Yours faithfully, 
victim/H4CK3R

Programmer021 was (understandably) horrified at the fact that his deadliest creations were on the loose.

I UNDERSTAND THE URGENCY OF THE SITUATION, SO I'M NOT STOPPING TO MAKE ANY SMALL TALK
I'M CONNECTING THE AIRGAP TO WI-FI NOW
GOD OF LIGHT WILL NOT ASSIST YOU WITHOUT MY SECRET PASSWORD - @grIEENl1f3.141592653589979323846264Par2+-1c12.718s

H4CK3R desperately transcribed the message onto his generated textbox before the message disappeared - a quick scan showed that it had a 30-second decay limit before it disappeared for security.

The Dark Lord: So what's the plan?

They didn't have to decide, as a massive, transparent tube suddenly appeared out of the darkness. They didn't bother to hesitate for even half a split second before jumping in.

100 Miles Due West of Outernet City

The Second Coming and his friends were still brutally fighting Broken Mirror. Unfortunately, Broken Mirror had consumed...a fair amount...of the Green Life Particles in his time preparing to destroy the Internet, so he was significantly stronger than the entire group combined.

The Second Coming merged an RPG and a sword so that he had an explosive-blade launcher, before starting to blast Broken Mirror.

GildedGuy and YoYo started brutalizing Broken Mirror from above, while Orange and the Color Gang activated the white voids in their pure-energy staffs. AIM took up a pair of paintbrushes and started beating Broken Mirror from below.

But after the massive onslaught, Broken Mirror was unfazed, and released a massive explosion that blew everyone back. He then started to take down everyone one-by-one.

AOL went first, as Broken Mirror generated a pair of javelins that easily disarmed him with incredibly precise throws.

GildedGuy went next, as Broken Mirror telekinetically stole his Stella Pen and used it to draw a massive hammer, which he then used to smash GildedGuy's sword out of his hand.

He threw them both into pre-prepared cages, which both started to move downwards towards the prison room.

He grabbed YoYo by the end of his yoyo and prepared to pull him in, only to get hit by an explosion and a brutal combo. But it was nothing to him, and he whirled him around like a pair of nunchuks before throwing him into a third cage.

The Stick Gang hit him with white voids all at once. He was seriously wounded by the blast, but generated a sword and destroyed everyone one-by-one.

Red went first, with a blow so powerful that it knocked the staff out of his hands. He found himself inside a cage, but it wasn't moving to the prison room yet.

And soon, it became apparent why. One by one, the rest of the Stick Gang was tossed in there with him.

Broken Mirror generated a reflective shield to block the white voids. It wasn't fully effective, so only one white void was perfectly reflected into a Stick Gang member...

Green was thrown into the cell with Red.

Next came Blue, as Broken Mirror overpowered him in terms of skill and impaled him through the chest, before throwing him in the cell as well.

Purple smashed him on the head from behind, briefly disorienting him long enough for The Second Coming to blast him with a laser.

Broken Mirror immediately grabbed Purple's staff from behind, pivoted, and threw him into the cage as well by his staff.

Yellow dodged as many blasts from Broken Mirror as he could, but one eventually caught and disarmed him. Yellow was skilled in mixed martial arts, as were his friends, but nowhere close to this literal GOD, so he decided to just surrender.

Only Orange and The Second Coming were left. They put up a valiant resistance for some time, Orange throwing energy blocks at Broken Mirror at supersonic speed while The Second Coming brutally lasered him, but eventually, Broken Mirror got close enough, dodging enough blocks, to yank the staff out of Orange's hand...and snap it.

He was also thrown in the cell.

Broken Mirror: Now it's just you and me!

They slowly circled one another, ready to fight.

The Second Coming uttered a war cry and charged at Broken Mirror.

Airgapped Computer, Location Unknown

H4CK3R and The Dark Lord both stared at the darkness around them.

Slowly, the lights came on as it revealed thousands upon thousands of pure-white stickmen around them. They all raised their weapons and got ready to fight.

H4CK3R: Fight?

The Dark Lord: Fight.

And the battle commenced.

[To be continued...]

[UNDISCLOSED LOCATION]

They created an animated model of their plan.

[UNKNOWN]: We'll overload The God of Chaos with a massive amount of energy boosters that we'll tell him will make him even stronger! And it'll create a huge explosion that will obliterate the entire Internet, including the Outernet!

Once the rubble clears, I will come out and instantaneously repair everything! The world will hail me...AS A GOD.

MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

He stepped into the light and was revealed to have the most shocking identity possible...

HE LOOKED EXACTLY LIKE THE SECOND COMING.

Rocket Corp. HQ

H4CK3R was pacing furiously. Again. He punched a massive hole in the wall.

Mitsi: What's wrong?

H4CK3R: I'm still thinking about that guy's warning. We might have a lot of combined power, but it still pales in comparison to what he has! We're completely doomed.

Mitsi: You didn't give up when Alan tortured you, and you can't give up now either.

H4CK3R: You know what? You're right. So what's the game plan?

Agent: Our only chance is to find out why that last piece of information was corrupted on The Dark Lord's tablet.

The Dark Lord walked up and told them.

The Dark Lord: You want to know why it was corrupted? That's because I retrieved the information from PROGRAMMER021SPC, which was bluescreened and destroyed the same way that The Chosen One and I destroyed ALANSPC!

The Second Coming: So our only chance to find this information is to get me to the computer and restore it. No time to waste, let's move!

Half a second later, he was gone, teleported to PROGRAMMER021SPC...wherever it was.

PROGRAMMER021SPC

The Second Coming sent a rapid and efficient scan through the dead piece of scrap that had once been a computer. He quickly retrieved the information and returned.

Rocket Corp. HQ

H4CK3R was punching holes in his wall again. By the time The Second Coming had returned, the wall looked a little too much like Swiss cheese!

The Second Coming: Good grief, what did you do?

H4CK3R: This is the data that will give us the key to defeating The God of Chaos! Of course I'm nervous!

The Second Coming: Okay, so the way to defeat The God of Chaos is to...uh...it's very complicated. You might want everyone to sit down for this.

Five Minutes Later...

The Second Coming: Okay, so I found out that there's no more hidden power within me - just an emergency area hidden within the Outernet that has them.

Programmer021 found out about the Outernet back in 2008, shortly after victim's rocket entered the Outernet and created links to everywhere. He had already been testing out his own skills (which were exponentially higher than Alan's) against lots and lots of stick figures, many of which had powers. One day, after victim's rocket entered the Outernet, a stray explosive blew his Wi-Fi logo open and revealed the portal to the Outernet, which he entered and found an amazing world of animations.
He created an emergency stockpile of green life particles that, if activated, would give them all to the recipient and give them extraordinary powers. He tested it out, sending a small stockpile of his life particles to ALANSPC, thereby bringing The Second Coming's animation to life and giving him hidden but extraordinary powers. But The God of Chaos destroyed his computer, and he lost all the secret codes necessary to actually activate the stockpile. It now hides in an undisclosed location in the Outernet, guarded by another stick figure who was also given powers by these green life particles.
Legend states that he has gone mad with power, so attempted retrieval of this power is strongly discouraged.

H4CK3R: Ugh...as if one superpowered godlike stick figure wasn't enough...

The Second Coming: I'M RIGHT HERE.

Everyone shared a well-needed laugh before going back to business.

The Dark Lord: I should be able to find out where this stockpile is with my computer.

Agent: Then what are we waiting for?

Everyone was almost immediately gone, with the mercenaries left behind to guard the base.

Location of "The Showdown"

ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

Agent walked inside to find The Dark Lord slapping his keyboard in anger.

Agent: What happened?

The Dark Lord: The last location search used up too much power - my computer is fried!

H4CK3R covered his face in exasperation.

The Second Coming: Let me try.

He walked in, using his electrokinesis to activate the computer.

Okay...search states...that it's...HERE.

He tapped a point on the map that was about 100 miles due west of the Outernet City.

H4CK3R: Hold on. We have to be careful - we don't know how much of this life energy this broken twin of The Second Coming has consumed, so we need to get reinforcements if necessary.

At that moment, four familiar stick figures climbed to the top of the cliff.

Red: Did someone say...reinforcements???

The Second Coming: You have to stop following me - you could die!

Green: If you could literally revive us at will, what's the point of dying? We've been your friends for eleven years, and we're not going to stop it now. Either we come with you, or you don't go at all.

The Second Coming was touched.

C'mon, you big sap, hug your friend!

They tightly embraced before H4CK3R cleared his throat.

H4CK3R: Sorry to be a third wheel here, but we do need to get more reinforcements than this. SC, join hands with me.

Together, they created a massive beacon in the sky that said, "WE NEED REINFORCEMENTS FOR A LARGE BATTLE. PLEASE JOIN. THERE IS NO RISK OF (PERMANENT) DEATH".

Many of the citizens of the city were confused and also scared, so not very many people joined.

Of the ones who did, they were mostly the failed combatants from the Mercenary Tryouts. But the Stick Gang was pleasantly surprised to see a couple of old friends among their ranks.

Green: Orange? Purple? It's so great to see you!

Red: Not to be rude, but what makes you think you can help? Yellow has the staff now...

Orange: I have about five thousand of them - it's an emergency precaution if something really bad happens.

The Second Coming: Okay, but you can't use anything from Minecraft - The God of Chaos would be able to destroy it in a heartbeat!

The Second Coming generated a massive ball of pure energy, split it in two, and shrunk both down to the size that both staffs could hold them. He also replicated the staff for his friends.

The Second Coming: Okay, NOW you're ready.

Literally Everyone who Signed Up: WHO'S THE GOD OF CHAOS???

The Second Coming: It's very complicated.

One Lengthy Explanation Later

H4CK3R: Now, who actually wants to join?

YoYo: I'm in.

GildedGuy: Same here.

AOL Instant Messenger: Are you affiliated with The Chosen One?

H4CK3R: ABSOLUTELY NOT.

AOL Instant Messenger: Then I'm in.

Pretty much everyone else was gone.

The Dark Lord: Okay, NOW we're ready.

Undisclosed Location, 100 Miles Due West of Outernet City

The group converged on the large stockpile of green life particles.

So...my long-lost brother came to claim the "treasure". Good luck! You'll need it...

A strangely familiar face floated out of the darkness...he looked almost exactly like The Second Coming - but corrupted, evil.

The Dark Lord: Is this the "guardian" you told us about?

The Second Coming would never admit it, but he was actually shaking.

[UNKNOWN]: You can call me...Broken Mirror.

He released a massive energy wave that blew everyone else away.

Broken Mirror: You think you can beat me?! I will rip you into pieces myself!

The Second Coming: If you die, I'm taking you down with me!

They charged at each other, and the battle began.

[To be continued...]

Rocket Corp. HQ

The group stared uneasily at The Dark Lord.

H4CK3R: What do you want? Haven't you ruined my life enough already?!

The Dark Lord: You got it wrong, buddy. I'm here to propose a truce.

Agent: Yeah, and Corn Dog Guy doesn't like to make money. Tell someone who cares!

The Dark Lord: You need me to defeat The God of Chaos, or at least to marginally increase your odds of beating him. I know things about him that none of you do - I was able to get a scan on PROGRAMMER021SPC and find out everything about this monster.

The Second Coming: Pah! What's stopping you from killing us right now?! You think that just by hiding them, you can hide me from the fact that you brought literally every single ViraBot you have???

The Dark Lord: Because if The God of Chaos takes over the Outernet, then I end up being a literal nobody, just like everyone else. And that is the last thing I want. No one takes over the Outernet but ME!

Agent: So as long as it's mutually beneficial...

A random worker ran in from outside, with a warning.

Sorry to burst your bubble, the God of Chaos is close to reaching us!

The Second Coming covered his face in exasperation.

The Second Coming: Fine. Truce. Now, what do you have to tell us?!

The Dark Lord produced a tablet and displayed a vast amount of information.

The God of Chaos

Created shortly after the Disintegration, this force of nature bluescreened his creator's computer in a split second and secretly followed The Chosen One and The Dark Lord in an Internet rampage, exacerbating the chaos that they had caused exponentially. 

His only possible weakness is that he's a little [CENSORED] - if anyone on his power level appears, he will immediately cease his attack.

My personal hypothesis is that The Second Coming has another level to his power.

The only way to activate this power is [CORRUPTED, DATA LOST]

The Second Coming stared in shock at the last piece of information displayed on the tablet.

The Second Coming: You mean...

Hazard straight-up ran away at this information.

Mitsi fainted.

The Second Coming could even see a few ViraBots running away in the distance.

The Dark Lord: How should I get this power out of you? Should I...murder your friends again???

H4CK3R punched him in the face.

sticksfight.com, ALANSPC

They were fighting again, as it was their primary way of venting.

Green: Should we check on The Second Coming and see what he's doing?

Yellow: Isn't the answer obvious?

A split second later, everyone was falling through the portal to the Outernet...again.

Rocket Corp. HQ

An explosion knocked everyone to the ground.

The Second Coming: He's here!

H4CK3R remotely activated his defenses.

Outside, bullets, lasers, missiles, and everything else imaginable smashed into The God of Chaos. He barely even noticed, and with a snap of his (nonexistent) fingers, they were all gone.

Hazard, Primal, and Ballista all stepped outside and launched a brutal attack of all their strongest weapons - Hazard's nukes, Primal's beast mode, Ballista's weapons - but it all did absolutely nothing. The God of Chaos punched the ground, creating a massive seismic wave that knocked them all off the ground.

Agent joined them, with a 96px staff and his gun.

He started brutally beating The God of Chaos with no effect, even when the mercenaries joined him.

The Second Coming: It's our turn now!

The Second Coming started blasting The God of Chaos with his laser, which was the only thing so far that could harm him. It did, pushing him back several yards, while The Dark Lord generated a massive sword and started slashing him up, and H4CK3R generated a massive hammer and smashed him on the head. Despite all this, the God of Chaos barely felt anything and generated an enormous explosion that blew everyone back.

The God of Chaos: You will never defeat me! If this is all your pathetic Outernet can muster as a defense, consider me d-

He could sense the immense power inside The Second Coming, which he had not yet activated. He stepped back in fear.

Consider this your only warning - allow me to take over the Outernet, or you will be eradicated as slowly and painfully as possible!

And just like that, he was gone.

H4CK3R: There's no way that what The Dark Lord said about you was true...

The Second Coming: Yeah, we're definitely doomed.

[LOCATION REDACTED]

Heh heh heh. Little do they know that we have the PERFECT plan to destroy them all!

They looked back at their massive group of power boosters.

We'll plug them all into The God of Chaos, and he won't be able to contain his power any longer! It'll create an explosion so massive that the ENTIRE INTERNET, OUTERNET INCLUDED, will be destroyed!

MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

[To be continued...]

PROGRAMMER021SPC 

Just like Alan had all those years ago...

Programmer021's cursor went to the brush tool, as he drew a dark red stick figure whose natural color was a dark red color that was SO dark that it made the Wristband of Power look bright. When he converted it to a symbol, he had even more trouble creating a name for it than Alan had making The Chosen One, as he wanted a BIGGER challenge.

victim? Too easy.

Killer? Nope.

BEAST??? A sentient stickman would be better.

The Dark Lord??? Evil, but not evil enough.

The Chosen One????? Not even evil.

And, eventually, he typed in the four cursed words that would eventually lead to the potential destruction of both the Outernet and the Internet.

The God of Chaos 

He had some serious hesitation about doing this, as he knew what potential consequences could be. But he knew exactly how to restrain him, exactly how to stop him...how could this possibly go wrong?

His cursor moved towards the "Save" button, mentally debating whether he should let this abomination into creation.

But eventually, he decided that his curiosity was too great, and he had to do it. Even if curiosity killed the cat.

He may as well have just pressed the big red button to launch all the world's nukes.

Programmer021 didn't even have a split second to react before a massive explosion plagued his computer and bluescreened it.

And at the same time, The God of Chaos had escaped his computer and started his own internet rampage, just as The Chosen One and The Dark Lord had done all those years ago, but even deadlier, for two reasons - the Internet was still recovering from The Chosen One and The Dark Lord's rampage, so no one attributed the attacks to this new character and all assumed that they had returned.

But even worse, the attack caused significantly more casualties as he was far stronger than they were, even combined.

The Internet was doomed.

Present Day

The Dark Lord sat at his console, rubbing his hands in anticipation. He had finally found the IP address of the computer where The God of Chaos had been hiding all these years, before then teleporting him here. It was slow, but it was working! Slowly, a dark red energy that was even darker than his Wristband of Power had begun to appear. It may have been slow, but it was finally happening! His conquest of the Outernet was upon him!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

But little did he know that he had just stepped into a significantly more dangerous realm than he realized.

There was no future ally behind that teleportation device.

It was merely the end of the Outernet as he knew it.

And in a split second, The Dark Lord went from shuddering with anticipation to shuddering with fear, as he was instantly pinned by The God of Chaos and brutally punched all over, leaving a chilling reminder for The Dark Lord.

You are NOTHING. And if you ever cross me again, you won't have a head attached to your body any longer.

The Dark Lord shuddered with fear. Although he hated it with every single pixel in his programming, he knew it was the only remaining option to save the Outernet, so that he could conquer it instead of the abomination he had loosed upon them.

He had to forge a truce with The Second Coming.

Rocket Corp. HQ

H4CK3R buried his face in his arms, with Mitsi trying to comfort him.

Mitsi: It's not your fault - it's only our tendency to want to blame ourselves.

They were suddenly interrupted by a loud squawking from the radar room.

Agent ran in as fast as he could, having needed to tell them something incredibly important.

Agent: It's urgent!

Everyone ran into the tracking room, finding not a single working computer - because all of them were overloaded with static and sparking with energy, ready to explode at the slightest touch. One grey worker tried to touch a computer, and it detonated, destroying itself.

The Second Coming: What's going on?

Agent: I have no idea. The radar was heavily corrupted, but I was able to get one piece of information onto my tablet before it all broke down.

He produced a tablet, and it zoomed into the location of The Showdown. A massive point appeared on the tablet, which zoomed into a dark red stickman that none of them had ever seen before, but was quickly analyzed by H4CK3R.

H4CK3R: [reading from tablet]

The God of Chaos.

Power Level - [ERROR]

Powers - complete and total power over code, complete and total power over the elements, teleportation, flight, corrosion powers similar to ViraBots, energy manipulation, [ERROR]

Type: Movie Clip

Recommended Course of Action: [ERROR] There is no existing animation strong enough to defeat this force of nature, not even The Second Coming.

Everyone stared at the analysis in horror.

The Second Coming: Yeah, we're doomed. Totally and completely doomed.

Ballista: Does anyone have any ideas?

Hazard: Where's The Chosen One?

The Second Coming: He's dead. I can't bring him back, either.

Everyone fell silent for a moment to pay respects.

They were all shocked when a random grey worker offered them an idea.

Maybe we can't bring him back...but what about creating a new one?

ALANSPC

The Color Gang was fighting. Again. It never ended.

Alan was so engrossed in fighting them that he almost didn't notice the "Help!" message appear on his computer.

But he didn't trust it, not after what happened last time.

But he did trust that there were no more adversaries to fight as far as they were concerned, so he decided to open it up. But this time, it didn't send him to the location of The Showdown...it sent him to Rocket Corp. HQ, where he had never been before. H4CK3R frantically generated a textbox for The Second Coming to tell Alan the idea.

The Second Coming frantically explained the situation before then writing out his idea - create a new animation to counter the God of Chaos.

My suggested name is "The God of Light". You have to hurry! It's only a matter of time before he arrives here.

H4CK3R frantically flew outside the building to start rendering defenses to slow down the approaching chaos.

Alan, meanwhile, went to Adobe Animate to complete his own mission.

But when he started drawing a pure white stick figure that he would name "The God of Light", he hit a snag in the road.

An error message that said, "This animation already exists. You are denied access to creating a new one."

When he relayed the information to the group, they all panicked. Everyone was racking their brains to try and find information - save for the workers, who were running around panicking and running into overloaded computers and exploding them.

H4CK3R: He clearly means that there's only room for one god in the Outernet, and we're on our own.

But then, a horribly familiar voice rang out in the hallway.

No, you're not.

It was The Dark Lord.

to be continued...

The Dark Lord created an animated plan on his console to outline what he would do to steal Rocket Corp's strongest computer.

1. SuperViraBots deploy MiniViraBots to hide in vents to find the console

2. MiniViraBots memorize guard patrol patterns, corroding guards as necessary, but NOTHING more

3. ViraBots, disguised as cameras looking at this room, feed a loop into the legitimate cameras looking at this room, so they are never seen

4. MiniViraBots merge back into SuperViraBots so they can easily lift and steal the console

5. SuperViraBots sneak back out after creating a ViraHologram of the console to lower suspicion, then end the loop to prevent possible investigation

COMPUTER STOLEN

The Dark Lord had been busy in the four years that he had been presumed dead, so he had lots of ViraBots of different types. Besides his original two SuperViraBots, he also had several MegaViraBots, scores of MiniViraBots, ViraTanks, ViraJets, dozens of more SuperViraBots, and virtually everything else he would need.

He rubbed his hands in anticipation.

Rocket Corp. HQ

H4CK3R was furiously pacing in his office. He rendered a punching bag, which he destroyed in about two seconds.

The Second Coming: What's wrong?

H4CK3R: We're going to have an inevitable battle between us and The Dark Lord eventually...again. It's only a matter of time before it happens! I can't rest, no matter what happens.

Agent ran into the room with his mercenaries.

Agent: We've found another ViraBot sighting in the Outernet city!

H4CK3R: I'm sorry, I can't be there. We must defend the base at all costs. Send the mercenaries instead.

Agent saluted, then left the room.

Commence Step 1

Three SuperViraBots scuttled up to the vent, then all released dozens of MiniViraBots into the vent.

They all hid inside the vent when they saw several figures sent out - the mercenaries.

The Dark Lord was watching from his own computer, exasperated at this information, as he had sent the false ViraBot sighting along with a MiniViraBot to force H4CK3R and The Second Coming to leave. Of course, they were too smart for that, but it had been worth a try, just to be safe...

Commence Step 2

The ViraBots converged on the vent directly above the console.

Of course, because it was so powerful, it had a LOT of guards. But, luckily for the ViraBots, most of the guards were actually Grey stick figures and had virtually no fighting capability whatsoever.

Three MiniViraBots went into camera mode and started scuttling to the roof.

The rest waited for The Dark Lord's signal to feed a loop into the other cameras and make it safe for the VIraBots to steal the computer.

Commence Step 3

The Dark Lord: The loop is active. We're ready to steal the computer.

H4CK3R's Office

The Second Coming suddenly felt something...suspicious.

Very suspicious.

H4CK3R: What's wrong?

The Second Coming: I'm not s-

VIRABOTS ARE TRYING TO STEAL YOUR SUPERCOMPUTER

H4CK3R: Where?! Show me the way.

Location of The Showdown

The Dark Lord had hacked into the Rocket Corp. camera situated directly outside H4CK3R's office and the one located in his office.

He was horrified when he saw H4CK3R and The Second Coming suddenly fly out of the door towards the computer room at top speed.

He immediately sent a distress message to his ViraBots.

The Dark Lord: The Second Coming and H4CK3R know of your presence! Speed this up! You have several choices if necessary.

1. Go loud

2. Steal ONLY the power source, not the entire computer [RECOMMENDED CHOICE]

3. Remotely commence Plan Z from here

Meanwhile, H4CK3R desperately sent an SOS to Agent and his mercenaries.

H4CK3R: Your ViraBot sighting was designed to lure you away from the base! Get back here immediately!

Agent and the mercenaries immediately turned around and started to return home.

But it was too late.

Commence Step 4 (with a little tweak)

Instead of merging into the SuperViraBots to steal the computer, the MiniViraBots instead sliced out the unbelievably powerful battery that they used—quickly scuttled out of the room, just as The Second Coming and H4CK3R entered it.

H4CK3R was just an instant too slow to stop them, and he screamed in primal rage.

H4CK3R: We have no idea what The Dark Lord has planned for us, and I'm legitimately terrified to find out.

Location of The Showdown

The Dark Lord was SO exhilarated by the information that his operation had been completed with only a minor speedbump, and he immediately powered up his own computer before initiating a scan to find the location of his greatest hope...and the guaranteed death of the rest of the Outernet.

It was only a matter of time...

to be continued...

4 years after the events of TSC vs. H4CK3R and TDL...

ALANSPC

Green could hear faint crying from where The Second Coming slept.

He walked in, seeing his old friend in his awoken form, holding a black body that he recognized immediately.

Green: What's wrong?

The Second Coming: I thought that once I got a handle on my power, I could bring The Chosen One back. I can't. He's gone. Forever.

Suddenly, an alarm started blaring.

VIRABOT ALERT VIRABOT ALERT VIRABOT ALERT

The Second Coming: Oh no.

Outernet City

H4CK3R desperately sent a distress signal to ALANSPC, hoping that The Second Coming would pick it up.

Mitsi: If it's just a ViraBot, couldn't you deal with it yourself?

H4CK3R: Yes...But it's not just a ViraBot. The signal's significantly more corrupted than even the SuperViraBots I fought four years ago!

Agent: Oh...no...

ALANSPC

The Second Coming punched a hole in the Wi-Fi logo, opening a portal to the Outernet. He activated the emergency comlink that he'd use to talk to H4CK3R in a situation like this.

The Second Coming: What's going on?

H4CK3R: [over comlink] I've pinged some unidentified object on radar, and it appears to be even stronger than the SuperViraBots we fought four years ago!

The Second Coming: I'm on my way.

The Second Coming accelerated from slowly floating to flying at top speed and arrived at the crime scene virtually at the same time as H4CK3R.

Outernet City

It was incredibly easy to find the source of the chaos - just running in the opposite direction of where the civilians were going. (Corn Dog Guy excluded, of course.)

It wasn't long before they found the cause of the problem - a MASSIVE ViraBot, even bigger and stronger than the SuperViraBots - it was a new, prototype MegaViraBot!

H4CK3R: But he's dead! How did he create this?!

The Second Coming: I guess some sort of emergency plan. But that's not our concern - we have to destroy this thing. NOW.

The MegaViraBot noticed them and started throwing spikes, but for some reason, they weren't being thrown at them.

H4CK3R was momentarily confused, but immediately started glitch-bomb firing at the MegaViraBot, shattering it instantly.

The Second Coming: How was this supposed to be a challenge?

Shockingly, a horrifyingly familiar voice rang through the air.

The Dark Lord: It wasn't.

The spikes that the MegaViraBot shot out morphed into the shape of something that both of the stickmen hoped they would never see again...

THE DARK LORD.

It wasn't really him, just a facsimile of him, but it was still shocking. Shocking enough for The Dark Lord to immediately take the upper hand by throwing spikes into both of the others. He then deployed a ViraBlade and got ready to stab H4CK3R...Then, The Second Coming released a massive explosion, deployed a massive sword, and started brutalizing the false version of The Dark Lord all over, until all the spikes disintegrated.

H4CK3R: What...was that?

The Second Coming: This is bad. Real bad. This means...

Suddenly, Agent swooped in on his hoverbike, holding a tablet.

Agent showed the tablet to the two and turned it on, showing several images of what looked like a broken, destroyed version of the hut that The Dark Lord had operated from during The Showdown. But as he zoomed in, it started flickering...then it disappeared. And he finally stated the five dreaded words that they hoped would never come...

The Dark Lord is alive.

[END]

I asked ChatGPT to merge all six of my parts of the story. Well, here it is!

Interior – TSC’s Cell

• The Second Coming (TSC) focuses, hands trembling as he reaches deep within himself.

• A surge of green energy pulses from him, shaking the cell walls. Sparks fly.

• Shockwave: Concrete cracks, lights flicker. TSC smiles as he realizes he’s tapped into his full power.

• Close-up on his eyes — glowing.

• Narration (TSC’s thought): “What was that shockwave, anyway?”

Reveal:

• Nearby, victim has become H4CK3R; The Chosen One is now No One.

• TSC sees Yellow captured, his jaw tightens in fear.

• Camera pans the room, showing empty spaces where his friends should be.

Outside TSC’s Cell

• Grey clone workers busily assemble machinery.

• KABOOM — a massive shockwave blasts through the building. Workers fly in all directions.

• Smoke rises. A faint orange glow flashes across the debris.

• TSC emerges through a hole in the ceiling, aura blazing.

• Camera pans up: TSC leaps through the open roof, streaking into the sky.

End of Rocket Corp section.

ALANSPC

Dark Lord’s lair – night

• Dark Lord flinches at the sound of TSC’s energy from afar.

• Close-up: he narrows his eyes, unsure, terrified.

• H4CK3R flashback: A stick figure, seemingly ordinary, morphs into a god, wielding powers beyond comprehension.

Dialogue:

• Dark Lord: “We have to investigate. This is the only thing stopping us from bringing Mitsi back.”

Action:

• Dark Lord and H4CK3R launch from the broken computer, flying into ALANSPC’s digital skies.

• Energy streaks trail behind them.

• The camera zooms in on their determined expressions.

End of ALANSPC section.

The Outernet

TSC flying toward “The Showdown” portal

• TSC speeds through digital clouds, his aura leaving shockwaves in the Outernet’s data streams.

• Close-up: his eyes widen — a moment of panic realizing No One is missing.

Orange and Purple’s House

Interior – living room

• Purple animatedly describes the Color Gang’s retelling:

• Door bursts open: wet, dirty, exhausted hollow-head stick figure No One appears.

• Orange steps back in shock.

• Camera tracks No One collapsing slightly at the doorway.

End of Orange and Purple’s House section.

The Outernet – First Battle

TSC vs. H4CK3R and Dark Lord

• H4CK3R lunges with a lasso.

• TSC: sidesteps, creating two missiles that fire at H4CK3R.

• Explosion — debris and energy sparks fly in all directions.

• Dark Lord: Generates a massive fireball aimed at TSC.

• H4CK3R re-lassoing TSC around the neck; TSC crashes into water.

Dialogue:

• H4CK3R: “I stand disappointed.”

• Dark Lord: “Be careful, he would NEVER go down that easily. I tried.”

Escalation:

• TSC levitates the entire seabed, trapping H4CK3R and Dark Lord against a cliff wall.

• Dialogue exchange:

• Dark Lord slashes the rock with ViraBlade, grabbing TSC and flying him into the city.

• Camera: buildings shake, dust rises, windows shatter.

Cut to Orange and Purple’s house:

• Purple and Orange watch TSC smashed back and unleashed Agent’s glitch bombs, sending debris flying everywhere.

• No One: “Everyone in the Color Gang was dead last time he did this.”

End of first Outernet battle.

Rocket Corp. Facility

Color Gang frees Yellow

• Red, Blue, Green smash open the Box; Yellow crawls out.

• Dialogue:

Cut to TSC vs Dark Lord & H4CK3R in the city

• TSC flies through Orange & Purple’s house mid-battle, generating pause tools and massive hammers.

• Dark Lord releases ViraBots, creating energy barriers.

• TSC dodges, reflects, explodes through barriers.

• Civilian reaction: Corn Dog Guy yelling, dodging flying debris.

Dialogue:

• TSC: “If you care about people, why serve the devil who destroyed Newgrounds?”

• H4CK3R: “I should say the same for you.”

• They prepare for full-scale duel, circling, energy flaring, dust swirling.

End of Rocket Corp. Facility section.

Rocket Corp. HQ / Outernet City (Part 5)

• Agent explains plan: TSC needs a computer & his power.

• Dark Lord activates Plan Z: Summons SuperViraBots.

• TSC and H4CK3R encounter them mid-battle.

• Fight beats:

• TSC shouts in fury: “CHOSEN!”

End of Rocket Corp. HQ / Outernet City section.

Outernet City / The Showdown Site (Part 6)

• TSC rips a building from the ground, hurls it at Dark Lord.

• SuperViraBot intercepts and shatters instantly.

• H4CK3R fires glitch-bombs, destroys remaining bots.

• TSC vs Dark Lord duel:

• TSC seals Dark Lord & ViraBots inside an energy cube.

• H4CK3R: “Now fulfill your end of the bargain.”

• TSC: “I would have anyway.”

The Showdown Site – Mitsi Returns

• Agent & Color Gang arrive with the console.

• Console emits blinding light, shaking the hilltop.

• Mitsi appears, faint glow:

• Embrace sequence: TSC, H4CK3R, Mitsi, and friends hug tight.

• TSC generates hoverbike for evacuation.

ALANSPC

• Alan’s room: Power cord floats back into outlet.

• PC reboots to Windows XP, then animation code appears.

• Alan: “Second Coming??? Where were you??? What’s that green energy?”

• TSC (fainting): “It’s a long… stor… y…”

Epilogue

• Dark Lord awakens.

• SuperViraBots reconstruct him.

• He breaks through the energy cube and his hut wall.

• Typing on console:

execute(PLAN_Z)

To be continued…

Rocket Corp. HQ

Agent and the Color Gang walked out of the building holding a massive console with immeasurable power.

Agent: This computer should be strong enough to reach the code left behind from the animations killed at Newgrounds. Everyone, get on the hoverbike!

The Outernet City

The Second Coming stared down at the dead body in shock. One of his closest friends was dead. Fury coursed through him as he wrenched an entire building (that he knew was empty) out of the ground and threw it straight at The Dark Lord at hypersonic speed.

One of the SuperViraBots jumped in the way and took the hit, and was destroyed instantly.

H4CK3R started firing at the other two SuperViraBots with his glitch-bomb fire, while The Second Coming started brutally beating The Dark Lord with a massive

sword.

The Dark Lord generated his own sword, and the two spent a long time dueling before The Dark Lord got impatient and disarmed The Second Coming with an energy blast, knocking him back into a nearby building.

H4CK3R picked up a SuperViraBot and threw it into the other SuperViraBot, and before they could separate, he generated a massive bomb and exploded it on top of both of the ViraBots. The ViraBots subdued, he went to assist The Second Coming.

The Second Coming started brutally punching The Dark Lord from all sides, just like he had in "The Showdown". He was mostly unfazed until H4CK3R lassoed him from behind and then wrangled him just like he had Alan's cursor. He left The Dark Lord vulnerable...just in time for The Second Coming's laser to find its home.

A brutal beam of light blasted into The Dark Lord and created another massive explosion on the same hill where he had been destroyed the first time.

The Second Coming threw the two SuperViraBots there as well, all defeated.

To make sure they didn't get out, The Second Coming slammed a massive energy cube around them all to make sure that he couldn't escape.

H4CK3R: Now it's time for you to fulfill YOUR end of the bargain!

The Second Coming: I would have anyway.

Location of "The Showdown"

When H4CK3R and The Second Coming arrived at the site, Agent, the Color Gang, and his ultrapowerful console were all there. The Second Coming and his friends all embraced in a tight hug.

Red: I can't believe that it was true! The Chosen One wasn't actually crazy when he told us that...

Agent: Will you do it already?

The Second Coming reached towards the console, as it emitted a bright light from its screen...

Everyone had to look away as the console literally exploded from the effort.

When it was done, there was another, faint figure near them.

H4CK3R: M-M-Mitsi?

Mitsi: VICTIM!!!

They also embraced in a tight hug.

Mitsi: Why do you have that...visor thing on your eye? And why are you glowing?

H4CK3R: I got someone to rename me to a higher power level. It's a long story. A lot of stuff has happened since Newgrounds. This is The Second Coming. He's the one who brought you back.

The Second Coming: It's a pleasure to meet you. Well, H4CK3R, we'd better be going home now. It's been a pleasure.

The Second Coming gave H4CK3R a good, hard slap on the back before generating a hoverbike for everyone to get on.

Red: Bye!

ALANSPC

Alan stared in shock as the power cord slowly started to levitate its way back into the outlet. His computer rebooted to Windows XP, then started reverting as a familiar face started towards him.

Alan: Second Coming??? And all of you? Where were you??? And what's that green energy doing around your body???

[typed in Adobe Animate]

The Second Coming: It's a long...stor...y...[fainting]

[END]

[JUST KIDDING]

Epilogue

The Dark Lord woke up in a gasp. His SuperViraBots had woken up and put him back together...again.

The Dark Lord: What is this energy cube doing around me? ViraBots, destroy it!

They couldn't. The Dark Lord seethed in anger...then he realized that he could move it from inside. He punched it several times until it smashed into his hut, where he could access his console, as he forced a hand past the wall of energy with all his remaining strength...and typed in one last command.

execute(PLAN_Z)

[To be continued...]

Rocket Corp. HQ

Agent told them everything that had happened after The Second Coming entered the Outernet.

Red: You actually have a plan to calm H4CK3R down???

Agent: Yes, but the first thing we have to do to get there is to find two things:

1. We need a computer. The Second Coming needs something to channel his power through.

2. We also need The Second Coming himself.

The Outernet (location of The Showdown)

The Dark Lord was sure that The Second Coming would undo all of his hard work to take over the Outernet once again, so he decided to forsake his alliance with H4CK3R and do everything himself completely. He flew to his small house, where he had built the ViraBots and his ViraBand...and began to COMMENCE PLAN Z.

He brought out his upgraded ViraBots. They were still prototypes, but were significantly more powerful than the original - each one had a power level on par with his at his current form! They also had a deadly ability that would guarantee his success if worst came to worst...

Outernet City

After The Second Coming told H4CK3R the story of his powers, it caused a feeling that he hadn't felt in years.

Hope.

H4CK3R: You mean you could bring her back??

The Second Coming: Yes. Find me a computer and we'll go to Newgrounds.

H4CK3R: You mean it's THAT easy???

Suddenly, a nearby building disappeared.

The Dark Lord started floating toward them, with his three prototype ViraBots crawling along the walls behind them.

The Dark Lord: Miss me?

He punched clean through the energy cube that protected the city from their battle.

H4CK3R: What are you doing?! You'll hurt the civilians!

The Dark Lord: I. DON'T. CARE. THEY. DESERVE. TO. DIE.

Even though H4CK3R had already started to rethink his affiliation with The Dark Lord, this sealed it.

H4CK3R: THAT'S IT!

He flew towards The Dark Lord, intending to rip him apart...

The three SuperViraBots immediately subdued him with their spikes, and when they were done, H4CK3R looked like a porcupine.

The Dark Lord floated towards H4CK3R, laughing.

The Dark Lord: I stand disappointed. You call yourself a hacker? You couldn't hack your way out of a paper bag! You're just a failure.

Unbeknownst to everyone, No One had been watching the whole time.

The Dark Lord: I guess this is goodbye. I'M SO SAD...

He released a massive energy beam towards H4CK3R...

Then, No One ran up and took the shot for him.

The Second Coming: CHOSEN!!!

No One: victim...I hope...I hope this will make things right.

He collapsed then and there and didn't get up.

[END]

@Minecraft loot

You liked the cliffhanger, so here's a different kind of ending!

Rocket Corp. Facility

Red, Blue, and Green converged on the Box, finding Yellow trapped inside. They freed him and got out.

Red: Where's The Second Coming?

Yellow: There's a massive hole in the ceiling. Do you think that when The Chosen One visited us and told us that ridiculous story about our friend being a literal GOD...

Green: NO. No way. I refuse to believe it.

Blue: Yeah, The Chosen One probably busted him out...

Orange and Purple's House

Purple: What happened?

No One: He was slashed up all over with The Dark Lord's ViraBlades. I don't know how, but a split second later, all the ViraBots that were about to enter the portals to the Internet just...all split in half. Just 2 seconds later, there was no more Dark Lord.

Outside, H4CK3R tried to lasso The Second Coming, but he flew clean through the loop, before generating a shuriken and cutting the lasso's loop off, before The Dark Lord stomped on him from above, then trapped him in spiked goo, which The Second Coming then exploded through.

The Dark Lord: He's too strong! I'm calling backup.

Next thing The Second Coming knew, he was covered in ViraBots.

He immediately tried to explode through them, but they created a force field around him, trapping him.

The Dark Lord: Well, I guess this is goodbye. I'M SOOOO SAD...

BZZZZZT

The Second Coming suddenly destroyed all the ViraBots with an EMP that he had generated. He flew at the Dark Lord...

H4CK3R grabbed him by the legs and threw him straight into Orange and Purple's house.

The Second Coming: Oh, hey, Purple! How's it going? Now, you have to get out of here. It's not safe!

He generated Agent's pause tools and started throwing them at The Dark Lord, then at H4CK3R.

The Dark Lord's ViraBots took the hits, while also disintegrating more of the weapons. The Second Coming flew out of the house, while generating a hammer SO massive that when he swung it, The Dark Lord was knocked through THREE buildings and then out of the city, back to the cliffside where "The Showdown" had taken place.

The Second Coming picked up H4CK3R and started flying through the city, pushing H4CK3R's head against the ground so hard that he left drag marks. H4CK3R retaliated by pushing The Second Coming off of him and THROWING him through a building.

Despite everything that had happened to H4CK3R, he was still a good person at heart, and immediately started telling all the civilians to evacuate.

H4CK3R: Everyone, get out of here! It's not safe until this situation is resolved.

Corn Dog Guy: But I'm still selling-

H4CK3R: NOW!

Meanwhile, The Second Coming was doing the same thing on the other side of the city.

The Second Coming: It's not safe here! Everyone, OUT!

The Corn Dog Guy had just moved places so that he could sell more corndogs.

Corn Dog Guy: But I'm still selling-

The Second Coming: OUT!!!!

He slammed down a massive cube around the street so that there would be no collateral damage between his and H4CK3R's attacks.

The Second Coming and H4CK3R started walking around one another in a circle.

The Second Coming: I saw what you did out there. If that's the kind of person you are, why are you affiliating with the devil who destroyed Newgrounds?!

H4CK3R: I should say the same for you.

The Outernet [Location of the Showdown]

Agent started thinking about what he had seen in Yellow's memories.

He saw that somehow, Yellow had been brought back from the dead.

And he was sure that only The Second Coming would have been able to do that.

He knew that H4CK3R was blinded by revenge and wouldn't listen to him, and the only way to help him recover was to bring MItsi back.

So he went back to the Rocket Corp. headquarters.

Rocket Corp. HQ

The Color Gang ran out of the building, looking for any sign of their friends. When they saw movement, they were relieved...only to find out that it was Agent.

Agent: Where is your friend?

Red: Why should I tell you?!

Suddenly, a massive explosion rocked the ground and caused all of them to fall down.

Yellow: I think we just found out...

Outernet City

The Second Coming threw several shurikens at H4CK3R, who immediately destroyed all of them with his glitch-bomb fire, then started shooting at The Second Coming. He flew straight up, then activated his laser, smashing H4CK3R along the ground.

The Second Coming: Why are you doing this?!

H4CK3R: Your "friend" destroyed Newgrounds! He killed my wife! You'll pay for this!

The Second Coming immediately stopped his attack at this.

The Second Coming: What do you mean?

H4CK3R: We need to talk.

[END]