Thanks to a plan gone wrong, the entire kingdom of Darkland had been transported to the world of Remnant. What does that mean? Two things. One, Bowser could go on a grand conquest of all the kingdoms. Two, he could team up with Beacon Academy's grea...
Salem was very displeased with the results of Fawful's plan. He failed in the mission of preventing Bowser from interfering in her plans and was currently pacing in her quarters. Antasma watched with a similar look of displeasure, but found a silver lining in this.
"So Fawful's plan vas a bust, but at least the results haff brought merit. The spores drained his aura und made him veak. Then they took his aura und turned it into a living clone- " Antasma said.
"And his clone turned against us!" She snapped back, her harsh eyes narrow.
Antasma flinched a little, but quickly recovered from her outburst. He boldly but gently, laid a supporting claw on her shoulder. Antasma knew it was a weakness to show compassion, but over the past few months he had grown attached to the Queen of Darkness.
"That's all in the past. Vee must prepare for the future, your majesty. Vhat vas it that people say? 'Sometimes you must take one step back, then take two steps forward to reach your goal'?" Antasma hummed.
Salem gave out a long, chilling sigh.
"I know things aren't working out, but I believe ve can bounce some ideas around to lighten up the mood?" Antasma suggested, piquing her interest.
"Very well. Bring your group to the meeting chamber. We must discuss our next plan." She ordered.
"Of course, your grace." Antasma bowed, and left in a puff of purple smoke.
10 mins later
All members of Team FDDE and Salem's faction were waiting in the meeting room. Dark Bowser was the last to show up, wearing armor just like his original.
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His hammer was blue all over, opposite of the red and green colors Conqrasher sported. His hammer was named, Màvros Kenós, or "Black Void".
"My, my, D.B. You claim to not be a copy, yet here you are in the same outfit Bowser had." Dimentio teased.
"Rgghh." Was the only thing he said, or growled, to him.
"WHEN IS OUR PATRON GOING TO MAKE HER PRESENCE?" Princess Shroob said.
"Indeed, and where is Fawful? I haven't seen him lately, like a ghost wandering around a hall of mirrors. Known where, but where?" Dimentio said.
"Patience, everyone. Lady Salem will appear when she deems the time is appropriate. As for Fawful, he should be arriving shortly." Hazel said.
"I still refuse to believe that green insect is our leader." Dark Bowser said with obvious irritation.
"I see you wish to do him in? Don't worry, I won't tell." Tyrian said, chuckling maniacally.
"Stay out of it, insect!" Dark Bowser snarled.
"I'm an Arachnid, lizard lips." Tyrian replied annoyed.
