by locomotor71, the_indestructible_man, snake_headed_son
Hate Assbury watched the messy remains of LocoMotor's body, which strangely smelled of synthetic substances and burnt metal.
"Damnation for all! It's a robot! That Golden Age master of disguise is making fun of me. He has reactivated the Time Trust talos to pose for him. But the jet backpack he was wearing seems to be the real one. At last I can verify what that smelly liquid is!"
Hate Assbury trashed the metal with sheer will power to reveal the inside. And then, Hate Assbury became still, transformed into a statue of stone, and from the scraps came a bubbling sound and then these words:
"Meeee weeen! Daaaaaaddyyyy! Dadddyyyyy!"
Then Theory 9 entered the scene. "Hate Asbury, you are finished," he whispered. And he sent a powerful kick to the statue, which broke apart into a thousand fragments on the floor.
Now appeared LocoMotor: "Tsk, tsk, T9. We didn't do this sort of thing back in the Golden Age. But, what the hell, well done!"
Theory 9: "There's only one thing that I can't cope with. You sent Time Trustee Tempus to be destroyed! He was seduced, yes, but he was one of us."
LocoMotor: "No, I saved his mind into the mainframe of the headquarters. His body was corrupted; it was to be demolished, anyway. Now we only need to replace the body. Time to go now! Kid, come out!"
And the three heroes faded away, at the exact moment in which an army of clones entered the womb, followed by Killer Weed. He pulled out a ray and shot the statue, while the clones knocked the exiting baby and bagged its unconscious form.
Hate Assbury, recovering thanks to Killer Weed's ray, said, "How insulting, although at least the plan worked."
Killer Weed: "So, you did transmit the code into him?"
Hate Assbury: "Indeed... he didn't realize what excessive pumped-in energy can do to my powers -- I activated the code in his mind. As soon as he returns to his headquarters, he'll destroy everything around him. Did the counterfeit plot work?"
Killer Weed: "Indeed, here's the original..."
The real Theory 9 stepped forward and said, "So that's what the clone was for. Did you pack its guts with explosives?"
Killer Weed: "Yeah, including a retcon device."
Hate Assbury, composing himself, said, "And regardless, he can't cross the boundary a second time..."
Back at MBL Headquarters:
As Time Trustee Tempus and Medusa Lass worked at their getaway, a confused LocoMotor and the Theory 9 clone appeared suddenly from the ether.
LocoMotor: "Where the hell...?"
Tempus: "Goodbye, old timer..."
LocoMotor: "Tempus? But..."
Tempus and Medusa Lass faded away into the ether as LocoMotor felt his vision go blank. Streams of code shot out of his pupils and hooked into all the mechanical devices in the room, sending each into an explosion, from transporter to computer. One stream hit the metal belt buckle of the Theory 9 clone, and he exploded in a large flame. LocoMotor screamed out his last words.
"Awww... shi..."
And a wave of flame and white nothingness blasted out from the clone's torso. The headquarters and the entirety of downtown Thunder City exploded into nothingness as two million lives were wiped out of existence.
In the distance, the current timeline's Kid Bucket, from a point long before he was sucked up by the temporal wave in the future, stared in disbelief.
Along the road to Garcia, D.C., Kid Bucket suddenly screamed in agony and faded away.
Flintlock: "What the hell?!"
Colony: "Don't mind it... just a bit of retconning..."
In the trunk, King Psionic mumbled underneath his gag.
Killer Weed: "LocoMotor and the Meta Board League Headquarters are destroyed, and my counterpart and his wife have arrived."
Hate Assbury: "Excellent. And Theory 9's modifications have been made to slip him out of the time stream?"
Killer Weed: "Yes, he'll remain despite the retconning of World Two history."
Hate Assbury: "Excellent..."
The snake-headed son laid unconscious and tied up. Not so unconscious were the hundred snakes that crowned his head. They chewed the rope used in a very old-fashioned way to hold the child captive. Now free, he awoke and sneaked unseen in the cover.
Ten minutes later, on the monitors of every Hate Assbury soldier, clone, villain, and personnel, a call came from Hate Assbury himself.
He appeared in his powerful presence, opens his mouth, and then froze. He was gray, now. And then, on the monitor's image appeared a little child with snakes instead of hair. His eyes were closed, but when he opened them, every single henchman, soldier, evil clone, and villain of Hate Assbury was frozen in stone.
Then the kid said, "Meee weeeen aneeeeeooooouu! DAAAADDDYYYY!"
And the powerful Eurostar came to the Hate Assbury base and shattered every single henchman, soldier, evil clone, and villains into dust, collecting every single grain of sand and sending them to the sun, where they were transformed into a small planet made of glass. Then he shattered Theory 9, Killer Weed, and Mr. Nowhereman to even smaller particles of dust, and used his eating power to eat them and then burp the indigested rest to obvlion. Not a hoax, not a dream, not an imaginary story.
Eurostar: "Not all the work is done. LocoMotor is avenged, may he rest in peace. But there are villains that did not see the transmission by my son, and they are free and running, now. But the MBLers will deal with that. Now the big task is to restore the MBL world to existence. Only one person could help me: my pal, Timothy Trystan, the Time-Boy!"
Then Eurostar turned and saw the real Meta Syndicate Headquarters next door, still in one piece. "What the... damn. Come on, kid, it's past your bedtime."
Too tired by his life of single parenthood to attack a second enemy stronghold, he picked up his son and walked away.
Inside the other building:
Hate Assbury: "Those heroes annoy me. Now they've wrecked the exact copy of this headquarters I built next door. Have them all killed."
Killer Weed: "Aye-aye, sir... and the entire staff has now been innoculated against petrification."
Theory 9: "Can I track down Eurostar? I want to practice my killing technique before I find the Indestructible Man."
Hate Assbury: "Very well. I want him dead. He cost me quite a bit with that building and all its clone staff..."
Snake-Headed Son: "Daddeeeyy. Wee haaa weeen, yehh!"
Eurostar: "Don't think so! I was raged with fury for what they did to LocoMotor, but that was a whole clone of the Hate Assbury lab base. I know because every soldier had the buttons of their jackets on the wrong side. I played all along to get rid of half the forces of Hate Assbury, and to waste a lot of his money. Hope they had not their hands on Money-Grubber's fortune!"
Snake-Headed Son: "Daddeee, grandpy LocoMotey ees dead reeallee?"
Eurostar: "First thing to know if you want to be a superhero, son, is that only Barry Allen is really dead. Every other superhero comes back, soon or later. As for your grandparent, LocoMotor, he is a master of disguise. He was used by the NASA to fake the Moon landing in 1969. He posed as the Moon, the Astronauts, and the LEM all at the same time.
"This time he was posing as all the time continuum, just to fake the MBL world's demise. The Time Trust's secret hideout that now functions as the MBL base is safe, Medusa Lass is stoned, and the mind of Time Trust is downloaded into the base mainframe. Grandpa LocoMotor is waiting for us there. I hope Timmy Trust will come to my aid. Now we have only to wait for the big showdown. But I have left a little gift behind, for that Weed guy and that version of Mr. Nowhereman."