The Act Begins.... [Machinima]

[Fredrex00]

Ubelgeist intently works on a machine. It was one of the grunts that he had designed to help fight for the impending battle that was to come. He hurries to finish, a sense of impending doom coming over his psyche. Piece by piece the grunt unit comes together. It was on par with the Veritech fighters in the base, but it could calculate and correct itself for certain situations. There was a fail safe device just in case, which was a self destruction that Ubelgeist only had.

Suddenly, surge of fear falls over him. His sensors detected a dramatic change in the enviornment. Mana levels were fail rapidly as well as physical change to this plane.

Ubelgeist then tries to get in contact with O’Mally. “O’Mally. Bad news. I’ll give it to you in the shortest way possible: Earth is going to be F**KED up badly. You need to get back here immediately.”

Ubelgeist then looks at his army of machines. One stands up, saluting Ubelgeist. The machine then says in a computerized tongue, “We are ready for deployment.”

“Dammit…O’mally isn’t going to be back in time….” Ubelgeist mutters, “Alright, a squadron of you will head to the city. Another to the Abondoned place, and some will stay here. All those who are here, you must help get weapons and supplies ready. Hell’s coming to Earth early this year!!”

[Talon]

A few minutes later, O'Malley abruptly stepped into the room, holding what looked like a large, clawed black arm as he reconnected his tail to his posterior.

"damn PT System still needs work... What is it, Ubel?! I'm kinda busy!" The bitter droid barked.

[Fredrex00]

"Thank god you're here.." Ubelgeist says very relieved, "Well, currently, Earth's mana levels are falling dramatically. I'm getting readings of Netherworld particles drifting into this plane. And I"m also picking up tons of instances of dimensional breaks."

Ubelgeist then begins to tremble, this humane feeling of fear rushed through his body. "In other words, a dark being is trying to make contact with this world. And by doing that, its changing this world dramatically. And, its having the Netherworld that balances the powers of light is merging itself with this Earth. Soon, the entire UNIVERSE will be changed into darkness. Doomsday."

Ubel then looks to O'mally, a sketch of fear in his eye. "I think your other business can wait...unless you want this universe to end..."

[Talon]

O'Malley gave him the same, bored stare before stating,

"Meh, I could care less whether or not the universe is destroyed."

He shook his head, asking in an unneccesarily loud tone,

"Can I EVER get some goddamn working time in?! F*ck! Alright, Ubel, what the hell needs to be done?!"

He slapped the back of his right hand into the palm of his left, then made a 'hurry up' motion.

[Fredrex00]

"I've already sent some of my Perfect Trooper Units to defend some of the bigger parts here. Some to Downtown, some to the Abandoned district. Some are also staying here to help protect the Fort." Ubelgeist informs O'Mally, "What I need for you to do is to help get your troops ready for combat. We're gonna need them. Also, get some repairs in or something. Its gonna be needed."

Suddenly, small robots hovered and began to detach parts of Ubelgeist. Some came up and began attaching parts to his body as well. Ubelgeist's armor slowly began to get more mass and his shoulders were replaced with shoulders with spikes growing out of them. Ubelgeist's eye slowly turns from red to blue as the process continues.

"I'm already preparing for battle, you should too." Ubel says computerized, "I've been developing a weapon specifically for this day. But it isn't finished. I've left some of my troopers to help with that project. If you wish to help, you may but you might want to keep fixing up your troops for battle."

[Talon]

O'Malley mentally scowled, then opened the intercom system.

"All troops, battle stations. Defcon 5." He stated, echoing throughout the entire base.

He looked back at Ubel, adding as the intercom shut off,

"I don't need repairs, I'm running at full efficiency."

He spun around on his heel, opening the door again.

"And whether or not you meant to insult me, I have this to say: I was built for war.... don't remind me again."

With that, he stormed out of the room, fine-tuning the arm he was holding.

[Fredrex00]

Ubelgeist watches as O'Mally walks out of the room. A feeling of sadness echoes from his eye. "My apologies O-" he says, but O'Mally had already left the room. Ubel was acting slow now. It was because of the repairs being done to him at the moment. Almost like a computer downloading files.

Suddenly, twin red eyes from the darkness open up right beside Ubelgeist. Ubel slowly turns his head to the intruder. "Who ar-" he begins to say when he is interrupted.

"I'm offering you no harm, Ubelgeist." the voice says, a voice O'Mally was familiar with. From the darkness, a robot appears. It was Fuzen, son of Teufel. "I'm here to help you with your apparent problem you have."

Ubelgeist gazes at Fuzen, trying to put words out. "Go...on". Fuzen nods and then continues.

"You are familiar with the Devil Kaiser robot, right? Well, I will be able to...fix him you might say. I'll be able to remove the Power Surge with no harm to him. You just need to back me up with this."

Ubelgeist glares at Fuzen. He didn't know who this robot was, and he already didn't like him. "How can I trust you?" Ubel says. Again from the darkness, another form steps out.

Great Mazinger appeared. "Here is your proof Ubel." The Mazinger mutters, "I trust him...to a certain extent. But if you have troops sent out to the areas you specified, We'll be fine."

Ubelgeist nods, the repairs almost complete. "That is true, but what about the other organics? Will they attack you both?" he asks.

"No, they know me. The trust me." Great Mazinger says, looking up to Ubel. Ubel then nods, looking back at the robots finishing up the last touches.

"Alright then...lets go to war..." Ubelgeist says finally, his repairs complete.

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[Talon]

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