Fanfic: the Return of the Robo-Pirates FINAL CHAPTER!

[K.NARREN]

So good! Can't wait for the next chapter!

[chrisgreathouse010]

Who can? I sure can't!

[Lachimax]

Your wish is my command.
Chris, I know you were hoping for your fancharacter to be in this, so don't woryy, he'll be in the next chapter.

The Bog of Murk

"Seize them."
A beam of red light shot out from the warship's crow's nest and created a bubble around Rayman and Lachimax. The beam connected the warship and the bubble. The bubble rose into the air. From here Rayman could see the Teensies, Tarayzan, Begoniax and Razoff. They were all tied up on the ground. Rayman banged his fists against the sides, trying to get out.
"Let us out!" he yelled, looking down at Razorbeard through the transparent floor of the red, glowing bubble.
"Relax, Rayman." Razorbeard called up to him. "I have no intention of killing you."
Lachimax answered this time. "Why not? Are you too cowardly? Too afraid to hurt a living thing?"
Razorbeard laughed at this with his rasping voice. "I have killed hundreds of beings personally, fool, and ordered the deaths of thousands more. Who are you, anyway? The head of a Teensie and the body of a Knaaren? Not to mention wings. You really are an odd one."
Rayman spoke again. "If you won't kill us, you must need us for something. What?"
Razorbeard ignored him, and shouted up to the warship. "Bring them into my private quarters."
The bubble they were in floated towards the warship. A hatch slid open like a huge mouth, and they entered. The hatch closed, swallowing them.

Rayman and Lachimax were tied to two chairs in Razorbeard's cabin. Razorbeard was talking, and they were listening.
"You may be surprised to learn that I am not in fact behind this invasion. It is, in fact, my rival, Commander Stellwill, who is commanding this fleet."
"Your rival?"
"Yes. I was imprisoned for my failure, which was because of you, I might add. I escaped, but now, I need your help."
Rayman and Lachimax looked at each other.
"What for?"
"To defeat Steelwill, and to prove him for the imbecile he is. If you can defeat me, Rayman, you can beat him "
The two companions looked at each other again. Lachimax nodded.
Rayman said "We will help you, Razorbeard, if you help us."
"How?"
"Join our rebellion. Help us drive back Steelwill's forces. You and your band of Pirates can be of help."
"From what I have seen, your army is fairly flimsy." Razorbeard replied, gesturing out the window at the tied up Teensies below.
"Oh, don't worry. They are not even half of our forces."
Razorbeard and Rayman stared at each other for a minute. Two old arch enemies, face to face. Glowing yellow optical sensor met white eye. Then Razorbeard spoke. "Deal."

[Hunchman801]

I'm sure Razorbeard will betray him once Steelwill is defeated

[chrisgreathouse010]

I'm sure Razorbeard will betray him once Steelwill is defeated

Maybe, Razorbeard is crazy enough to kill one of his own henchmen!

I warned you! Now lets see how well you swim in lava.

It went something like that. I forget.

[Lachimax]

Yep, I think that's how it went.

[soxfan2006]

Very good story! Keep up the good work!

[K.NARREN]

Next chapter please! it's really good.
razorbeard needs rayman to fight steelwill? he's either really desperate, or he's hiding something...

[Lachimax]

Your wish is my command...
Oh, and your character is in this one, chris.

FLASHBACK: Before the original invasion, Unsurveyed Planet LV-426

A scouting party of Robo-Pirates.
An unsurveyed planet.
A derelict spacecraft that crash-landed millennia ago.
The ultimate bio-weapon.
Ten Henchman 800 ventured into the crashed craft, guns at the ready, torches shining from the tops of their weapons.
They reached a deep pit within the ship, next to the colossal, fossilised skeleton of a dead creature. They activated their jetpacks, hovering down to the bottom.
Thousands of leathery eggs, covered by a thin mist.
Within one of the eggs, sensing vibrations, a spider-like creature stirs. A creature with the potential to destroy an entire galaxy within it.

The Teensie Highway

A person who is a Ray, but not a Ray. Who possesses a dangerous weapon, but prefers not to use it. The last surviving member of a species from a different solar system.
Christian the Semi-Ray.
Christian was similar to the Ray species in that he had no neck and a similar head. He still had arms and legs, though. He was wearing the black shirt and jeans that he had been in for months, ever since he had been captured by the Robo-Pirates. The Form Baton, the last remnant of the amazing technology of his people, was attached to his back, keeping him in the air above the infinite depths of the Teensie Highway.
What’s the point? he thought. No-one will come to rescue me. I’ll just stay floating here until I starve to death. Might as well make it quick.
He reached over his back to turn the Form Baton off. He pushed down the top part and pressed the A button.
He fell.
Right on top of a warship that had just materialised.
And found himself face to face with another of his species.
That can’t be! he thought. And then he realised that this ]one was not of his species. Possibly related, but not the same.
This one had no arms or legs.
“Who the bloody hell are you?” said Rayman, an expression of shock on his face.
Christian looked around the deck of the warship. Standing around him were Rayman, Lachimax…
And a Class-5 Robo-Pirate Admiral.
“No!” he screamed, drawing the Form Baton and pressing the A button. “You will not take me again!”
A yellow beam of light shot out of the remote-control shaped Baton, turning it into a beam sword. He charged at Razorbeard, ready to slice him into scrap metal.
“Restrain him!” shouted the admiral, and suddenly pain shot through Christian. He knew no more.

The Hall of Doors

Christian awoke in a beautiful rainforest. He was lying on thick, soft grass. He lifted his head, and saw the Razorbeard and Rayman talking by the crystal-clear river, their backs turned (He didn’t know their names, of course).
“Ah, so this is the famous Hall of Doors,” came Razorbeard’s voice. “Quite magnificent. Is this how you were getting around so quickly in the original invasion?”
“Obviously.”
Christian felt in his pocket. The Form Baton was gone!
“No!” he yelled, leaping to his feet. “Give it back, you son of a xenomorph!”
Rayman and Razorbeard span around.
“You oosharax destroyed my family! My friends! My entire freaking planet!”
Lachimax ran over, spear in hand. “Don’t hurt him!” cried Rayman.
Two Knaaren grabbed him from behind. Christian struggled for all he was worth, but to no avail.
“Go to hell!” he screamed, as he was dragged off to one of the two nearby warships.

“Who is that being?” said Mr. Dark, watching Christian go as he walked over.
“More to the point, who are you?” replied Razorbeard.
“Me? I am Rayman’s old arch enemy, Mr. Dark.”
“No, I’m his old arch enemy!”
“Who are you then? You look like someone’s idea of a clockwork idiot.”
“Yeah? Well I attacked Rayman with a giant robot!”
“A giant robot? That’s so cliché. I almost defeated him with an evil version of himself!”
“I invaded the entire planet with Robo-Pirates!”
“I used an army of Antitoons to steal the Heart of the World!”
“Ha! Stole it!? I blew it up!”
“I can create monsters! Ever heard of Mr. Stone?”
“And I can destroy them! Ever heard of the Characarz?”
“I’m eviller than you!”
“No, I’m eviller than you!”
Rayman smiled as he watched them debate who was eviller.
“I bent Mr. Sax to my will!”
“I caused the Zombie Chickens to be created!”
“Zombie Chickens? What sort of monster is that?”
“A very dangerous one!”
Rayman left them to it.

[chrisgreathouse010]

Sweet chapter! I liked the last paragraph the most, when razorbeard and Mr. Dark were fighting.

[soxfan2006]

This story is very good. One of the best fanfics I read.

[chrisgreathouse010]

You can say that again soxfan.

[soxfan2006]

This story is very good. One of the best fics I read.

[Hunchman801]

Nice as usual, and moreover quitte funny

[K.NARREN]

Really funny! I love the idea of mr dark vs razorbeard. Now all it needs is a rabbid....

[Lachimax]

You will be pleased to know that one of my fanfics, and possibly even this one, will end in a showdown between Mr. Dark and Razorbeard.

[soxfan2006]

Cool. Now whens the next chapter coming up. I'm an impatiant man.

[K.NARREN]

I'm with soxfan. must see razorbeard and mr dark....IN ACTION!

[Hunchman801]

Lachimax needs time to write such a good fanfic

[Lachimax]

I do indeed.


Razorbeard's warship, The Hall of Doors

Christian sat in his cell, fuming. He had already examined every corner of the wooden walls, and even the electric door. There was no way out.
If he had his Form Baton, he would have been out of there in minutes. He could have just pressed the 1 button, and the wooden walls would have crumbled. But it was sitting beyond the steel bars, on a table, well beyond his reach.
Christian heard a sound, and looked up.
The limbless being who he had met earlier walked into the room where the table was. He picked up the Form Baton and examined it. He then sat downin front of Christian, just beyond the bars.
"What exactly is this weapon?" he said.
Christian stayed silent.
"Where are you from?" the being continued.
Silence.
"Okay then, if your going to be like that." Rayman pressed the A button, and a beam of light erupted from the Baton, transforming it into a Beam Sword.
"Quite amazing. What will happen if I press all the buttons at once..."
“Don’t.” Christian spoke finally.
“What did you say?” said Rayman, looking up.
“Don’t press all the buttons at once.” replied Christian.
“Why not?”
“Ever heard of an atomic explosion?”
“No.”
“Just don’t press them.”
Rayman looked at Christian again.
“Who are you?” he said in a curious voice.
Christian decided that it wouldn’t do him any good to stay silent. Besides, what did he have to lose?
“My name is Christian,” he said. “I used to live on another planet. That planet is no longer there. My people are no longer there.”
“Why? What happened?” asked Rayman.
“The Robo-Pirates came. At first our advanced weaponry and defence systems were enough to keep them back. But then, something happened.
“We were betrayed. We had a long-lasting alliance with a species from our neighbouring planet. But they turned against us, in return for an alliance with the Pirates.
“The other species, the Darax, disabled our defenses, and the Pirates swept in. They took everything, stripping our planet to the bone. Then, they flew out into space, leaving everybody behind on the planet.
“They had brought a secret weapon with them from another world they had conquered. They call it a CBHG, or a Controlled Black Hole Generator. It creates a Black hole within an immensely strong force field.
“The force field was around our planet. The Black hole sucked it in, and crushed it and everyone on it.
“I was taken with them, because I have the Form Baton. The Pirates cannot use it themselves, as it only reacts to a living thing. So they took me with them, onboard one of their warships. I was forced to do their chores, scrubbing the decks, oiling their joints.
“Then we came to another planet. An amazingly beautiful planet, teeming with life, far surpassing my own in beauty. This one. I looked upon it and was sad, for I knew that its fate would soon be similar to my own planet’s.
“I was aboard one of the warships that entered what the Pirates called the Teensie Highway. We met a band of rebels along the way. I believe you were leading them. Anyway, the warship I was on was attacked by a group of those tall, brown-skinned creatures. In the confusion I managed to grab the Form Baton and fight for my life. Finally, I had my chance to wreak revenge on my people’s slayers.
“The warship blew up, but I jumped clear just in time. I tried to reach your ship, but you were already disappearing into the distance. I floated around for a while, using the Form Baton as a jetpack. That’s when I met you.”
Rayman looked at him for a while. “You have been through so much. I’m amazed that you don’t hat every single cell of my body for working with even a rebel Robo-Pirate.”
He extended a hand through the bars of Christian’s cell. “I’m Rayman.” Christian shook it.
“Welcome to the Rebellion.”

Commander Steelwill’s flagship

A person walked down one of the many corridors of the flagship. He wore a purple top. His wide chest was adorned with medals and badges, bouncing up and down as he walked. His face was also purple, shaped like a rectangle, on which he wore a military general’s cap. His armless, white-gloved hands were huge, and he wore white shoes on his legless feet. He carried a briefcase in his right hand.
He stopped outside Steelwill’s cabin. One of the two Henchman 5000 guards entered a code into a number pad on the wall, and the door slid open. The limbless man entered.
A grinding voice said from the shadows: “What have you got for me?”
The man began to talk in a deep, quick voice. “As you already know, I represent Evil Genius Incorporated, the creators of the GrolgothTM and the Instant Hero MindScramblerTM. We have recently developed a new product.”
He dropped the briefcase to the ground, and it sprang open. A blueprint design unravelled from it, perched on a steel stalk.
“This is the Orbital Laser 7000TM. It orbits around the planet of your choice, you can direct it over any place on said planet. All it takes is the press of a big red button, and all of your enemies in that place will fry. Totally hero proof. Comes with this free washing machine. Batteries not included.”
From the shadows at the other end of the room, Steelwill considered. If what this being said was true, then he would easily be able to destroy any rebel base at his leisure. He thought for a while. Then he said:
“I’ll take it. You will receive your pay on the way out.”
The salesman said one last thing. “As part of our special bonus Tyrant pack, the laser will be shipped up immediately, ready for your use.”
“Good. I look forward to doing business with you in the future.”
“So do I.”