C.I.3: The Battle of the Mega Titan

Chapter 39. Power Located

Suddenly, as the Gang continues back to where they were before. They began to hear a rumbling sound coming from the Mega Titan. They kept their distances to where they couldn't be detected by the B.O.Ts. Warpaint looks at the Mega Titan through a pair of binoculars. "What is that sucker doin?" He said smoking a brand new cigar. Suddenly, he saw something move at the hands of the giant robot. "It's moving!" He exclaimed. "What is going on?" Asked a Couragian. The Mega Titan lifts both of it's hands and had to what appeared to be Beam Shooters in each hand. Its arms go straight out in front of it. The Towers of Courage glow more and more, flashing uncontrollably about what was happening. But the Mega Titan wasn't aiming for the Towers, it was aiming for Warpaint's Military Base, which was only a few ways down behind the Towers of Courage. Warpaint notices and drops the cigar from his mouth. "What the hell?! Its aiming for MY house!" Suddenly, both of the Mega Titan's Beam Shooters fire upon the Military Base. The blast was much more powerful than any other Beam Shooter anyone had ever seen. The base was completely wiped clean from any building, tent, or anything left behind. Warpaint became enraged with anger by what had happened to his beloved Military Base. "Oh he is SO goin to regret that!" But just before more could be said, an explosion occurred from the blast. The explosion was massive. The soil from the ground was almost as high as the Towers were. As the smoke and dust clears, the Gang saw something glowing. It was almost like the Towers' beacon. Cyclone looks at Maladar, who was wide eyed with fear. He had never seen him so afraid. "What is that Maladar?" He asked. "What's going on over there?" Maladar chokes on his words. "They've found it." He said quietly shaking. "Found WHAT?!" Asked Warpaint. There was a pause in the response from Maladar. "The Power." He replied. The Tower's glow frantically as if it was angry. Maladar's worst nightmare became true. Madkeer's Power was finally located by Zinteren and his army of B.O.Ts. The Beam Shooters in the Mega Titan's hands retreated. "Now what is it doing?" Asked Mic. Maladar gets onto his knees, still blind by the realization of what was happening before his very eyes. The arms suddenly began to glow the same colors as the Power. It begins sucking it like a magnet. The ray of light flies into the sky like the northern lights of Alaska. Everybody knew what was happening. The Power was found, and now it is being taken by Zinteren. "We've got to do something!" Yelled Cyclone. "There's nothing we can do." Maladar said softly. Warpaint runs up to him and slaps the side of his cold face. "SNAP OUT OF IT OLD TIMER!" He demanded. "Don't you give up on us now! Look what they did to my home! You think I'm gonna let it slide?!" "We can still stop them!" Said Cyclone. Maladar nods. "No. We can't. Not now. A small army, a few weapons, a few vehicles, and a little bit of magic isn't going to be enough to stop them now. It- Its too late." "NO!" Cyclone refused. "I say we give it one more chance! If we're going to die, I wanna go down fighting! Are you all with us or what?!" The Gang, the Army men, AND the Couragians held their weapons high to show their support. Cyclone looks at Maladar. He looks back at him. "Stupid boy." He whispered. "You're all going to get yourselves killed." Cyclone grins. "I'm not afraid." He said. He lends Maladar a hand. "Not no more." Maladar hesitantly takes Cyclone's hand to help himself up. It may not be good for them now, but they all decided that they were not going down without a fight.