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<Soliders march through the streets>

Hrykosian High Commander: "Legion World Citizens are to be arrest on sight. Members of the Legion of Message Board Posters are to be executed without question."

<cruisers float by overhead>

The Invasion had begun!

<the resistance begins. War is at hand>

Ambassador Angra Metternich: "I have done my duty, commanders. Upon the sacking of this city I will be named Magistrate and be given my rights to rule as I see fit here."

<Soldiers begin creating large clusters of areas on Legion World to act as make-shift military encampments>

*a thousand Re-Bots hover above the encampments, speaking as one*

Not so fast. We can't let you do that.

<Pagan Lass, with Stoopid Cat sitting on her shoulder, appears in a shimmering burst of scarlet light>

I agree, Re-Bots. Ambassador, your "Rule" is already Over!

A shimmering field of mystic energy begins enveloping all the Dark Oval Stormtroopers.

<as thousands of more troops make their way to Legion World, the ground troops begin attacking the Re-Bots>

Pinnacle Command: "The technology we're facing is impressive, but we have our own Dominion technology to help us. Tacticians estimate a 95% of us winning this battle, albeit with heavy casualties. Proceed as planned."

*while 996 Re-Bots fly into the spaceport, four Re-Bots Reboot into giant flying drills and head straight at the Oval/Dominion command ship*

Infra-Red Lass: Now this is what we came to this world for!

Openly Gay Lad: I think it's time for some of these invaders to go away! <Opens a portal in front of twenty soldiers who march into it into another dimension>

<Rockhopper Lad takes the hand of the trans-dimensional duplicate of his sister> RhL:Ready?

Rockhopper Lass: Ready!

Both: Freeze! <200 ground troops are cryogenically frozen>

RhLad: But they keep coming!

<Throws an beer bottle filled with explosive liquid at the invading army, detonating several particularly ugly troopers>

This is what you get for forcing us to drink domestic....

<cheers on various LMBers and allies from sidelines>

Like Reboot and Spellbinder, the battle with Superboy Prime has weakened me far too much to be of any use...but I can at least offer support whereever its needed!

We'll need to start gathering at some rallying point to organize our strike back against the Dark Oval--but at the same time, we shouldn't let up or they might gain too much ground.

But Actor Lad's building is in ruins and is far too obvious a target...

<leans against wall>

I'm far too weak for all this effort.

<walks on...>

<sees two children crossing the street>

Come away from there little ones!

<pulls them to the side>

Well crap. This is pretty much the last thing I wanted...

<runs down a side street>

I'm going to have to salvage something out of this situation...

*facing 10 enemy soldiers*

Hello gentlemen and ladies! Welcome to Legion World!


During an invasion of questionable legality
Let us forego senseless violence and brutality
Fight no more
and end this war
Come and partake of Legion World hospitality


*A table filled with fine food, rich desserts, and ice cold pitchers of Aunt Ida's Special Lemonade magically appears. The soldiers stare at the feast. Several lick their lips. Finally one takes off his helmet, puts down his weapon, sits down, and begins to eat & drink. The leader of this squad yells for him to get back here, but more of the men sit down. Eventually the leader shrugs and joins her men.

all the seats appear taken but as more soldiers approach, room is always found. Quislet, Esq joins in encouraging people to try the whoopie pies.*

<eats a bunch of ugly troopers>

Pop! Boom! Pop!

[the combatants look up in the sky to see where the faint sounds of battle are coming from.]

{small bright explosions of light and falling stars can be seen across the sky in the general direction of the space port}

(the remaining LegionWorlders here a staticy message come from their flight rings)

"Attention all remaining Legionaires. This is Disaster Boy aboard the Grand Central Space Port. I am dealing with the ships in orbit and the occupying forces of the space station. Their ground troops can expect little support. Give em hell. Disaster Boy Out"

<dedman appears in a cloud of darkness>

OK you tinpot soldiers, now you see my nasty side!!!

<With that Dedman trusts his arms forward, and his darkness envelops hundreds enemy soldiers.
2 seconds pass, then three, then four. After 5 dedman draws his arms back.
The soldiers who were enveloped are lying on the ground, babbling in horror>

Welcome to the Poltergiest Area boys. Hope you liked it.

*suddenly the most pimped-out of Space-Cruisers imaginable appears and out steps a towering well-dressed creature*

Now you mooks think you can try to invade my man Actor's space? That ain't gonna happen!

*Bada-Bing Bada-Doomsday starts breaking the bad guys limbs effortlessly leaving crumpled piles of troops*

*Actor Lad arrives at the scene*

I tried to be polite and cordial to you all but now it's time to pay the piper!

Whoo, ActorLad joins the fray!!!

Quislet has his hospitality - here's some Security Office hospitality!!!

<<Unleashes Dangerously Hot Coffee vision>>

No sugar tonight in your coffee!!!

Meanwhile, at LMBP Plaza...

<Crusader, Crujectra and Maxx arrive at the Medical Center with the still-comatose Cobalt Kid. As they are entering the building, an assault ship lands in the garden, and troops start pouring out>

You two get Cobie inside. I'll try to hold these guys off until the Plaza Guard get here!

<As the Royal Twins hurry inside with Cobalt Kid, Maxx taps the leyline that runs beneath LMBP Plaza. Raw magical energy fills him. Arms moving in sweeping gestures, he shouts out an incantation. Suddenly, the ground beneath the troops begins to liquify, and the attackers begin to sink as if in quicksand>

Gotta love leyline magic

<Lard lad 'ports inside the Medical Center just after Maxx has entered after casting the spell>

Here! Someone help, Danger Boy!

<puts DB on stretcher>

Now, which way did they take Cobalt?

<Spellbinder sits at Cobalt Kid's bedside, holding his hand tenderly, her head dropping wearily. She suddenly feels a presence and turns to see four armed aliens materializing within the room>

No!

<As the soldiers raise their weapons to fire, Crujectra raises one hand toward them, the other hand never leaving Cobalt Kid's. Her power surges, and the intruders are flung backward out of the room, hitting the outer corridor wall with a thud>

[speaking into her comlink] Crujectra to Nightcrawler! Activate the scrambler shield! There are troops teleporting into the Plaza! [/speaking into her comlink]

<Spellbinder slumps wearily back into her chair>

What on earth is wrong with me? Why do I feel so weak?

…

<Cobalt continues on the brink of death. Unknown to Crujectra, the two have become so linked that he is now using her energy to keep himself alive, in order to attempt to use his own healing powers to save himself. But he’s failing…she’s keeping him alive, but he won’t wake up from the coma…>

…

<Cobalt continues to bleed and convulse…>

Ambassador Angra Metternich: “Hrykosian High Commander Valos. How does the battle go?”

Hrykosian High Command: “It goes, Ambassador. This Legion is quite powerful and we’re suffering heavily. But our troops are numerous and are only beginning to breach Legion World. They have yet to see one third of our full mobilized army, and the sheer numbers alone will shock them into submission. They are currently unaware that we have begun a full invasion into the United Planets as well.”

Pinnacle Command: “The Dominion is prepared to have our own soldiers breach Legion World. Using what we could from Superboy Prime, we’ve engineered troops to have a strong degree of invulnerability and enhanced strength. They also emit a fire vision from their eyes, but most end up burning their own heads off. It is no matter though. They die in the name of the Dark Oval and that is glorious enough for any soldier. We will proceed as planned. Let the cannon-fodder fall first, and then the ‘Prime Troopers’ will move in.”

Ambassador Angra Metternich: “Excellent. Soon I will claim my title as Magistrate. Have them begin setting fire to all the food storage. I want to starve them out as well.”

<Lard Lad runs to the hallway where Cobalt's room is>

<more troops are there and about to burst in the room>

<with a wave of his hand, Lard Lad 'ports them outside the Medical center's perimeter>

Hmmm...I'd better fortify the perimeter until they put up the scrambler shield.

<a Lard Force shield surrounds the Medical Center>

<Looks in Cobalt's door>

Oh, no...

<wordlessly enters Cobalt's room, Spellbinder's gaze never leaves Cobalt though she knows Lard Lad's there.>

<reaches out with Lard Force to Cobalt>

[whispers]gods, no...I can't help him. Des...Des is going to die...[/whisper]

<sinks into chair, weeps with hands over face>

*Back on the streets of Legion World*

At last I'm starting to regain some strength!

<suddenly sees what he believes to be a ghost of Faraway Lad>

What the--? Greetings Faraway Lad!

<It fades, but whispers something to him. Liberty Monkey checks his pockets>

During the battle...Spellbinder was holding Cobalt Kid, but he meant to hand her something...at the same time Reboot and the Spectre attacked...she dropped it...

<finds piece of paper he absent-mindedly picked up>

The Therod Protocols? Involving Faraway Lad? And...Whordru?

<hops away>

Perhaps this can save our noble ambassador to Faraway Lands?

Wonderful there's been a prison break. There's always a prison break.

After this is over Everyday Girl must me made 'Chief of Corrections' on the principle No live Prisoners, No Prison Breaks.