The Ruckerverse Saga Ep. 4 - Something to do with Slavery

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With a slight jolt, the television flickered to life. Monotone static washed over the screen as quickly as it was zapped away moments later.

“Today’s weather forecast calls for red skies, meteor showers, and just a hint of kidnapping. Don’t forget to watch your kids, people! You have no idea when a homeless person might take them and put them into slavery! How’s it going over there in London, Shel--”

Mr Rucker shut off the TV and planted his face in his pillow. He just wanted to scream. Now that he had left MBMS, he had no way of gaining money. He remembered the eviction notice placed on his shabby apartment door that morning, the absence of Cheerios in his cabinet, and how he had lost Charlie. He NEEDED to get back to MBMS… to be able to teach History and educate kids on the fact that Tug-of-War was once an olympic sport!

In one single burst, Mr Rucker screamed in rage. After a second Mr Rucker remembered his powers and realized he had blown off his apartment’s roof… He scoffed in disgust before flying off into the night sky.

He flew around Manhattan Beach for a while, before deciding to fly to Paris. He grabbed the Eiffel Tower and took it back home, tearing off a few long sheets of metal and using it to build a new roof for his apartment. It wasn’t pretty, but when it began to rain, it worked.

In the morning, he watched from the school roof as students flooded into the front gates. A small tear silently dripped down his face as he came to the cold realization that the next group of students wouldn’t be able to be taught by him.

Suddenly, his trusty Rucky-sense alerted him to something coming in the air. His eyes jolted upward, where his face turned white, seeing a nuke flying towards the school straight at him.

Acting quickly, he shot up towards the nuke, grabbing it and spinning in circles before launching it into the atmosphere. He watched as it blew up in the sky in a large array of beautiful… smoke? Idk…

He quickly looked around for the sender of the nuke, noticing an old fashioned blimp sporting four robotic spider legs walking towards him. It was the size of a tall skyscraper, and its claws looked like they could crush him even though they were pointed.

The blimp sent out four smaller yet faster missiles straight for him. He sprung off the building roof and reached out for the first missile. He grabbed it with his bare hands and threw it towards another one, causing them both to explode. He grabbed the third one and kicked it straight down, where it landed on the newly built Music Building.

He could faintly hear a man cry out “NOOOO! We just built that!”

Mr Rucker grabbed the last missile and spun it backwards, sending it flying towards the blimp. He watched as it cut through the air before the blimp used one of its arms to catch it. It crushed the missile between its three pointed fingers and began charging towards Mr Rucker.

When the fight ensued, Mr Rucker expected to take it out easily, but it caught him in its claws and began to squeeze. Mr Rucker used all of his power to try and escape but it was no use. Mr Rucker looked at the blimp and at the cockpit, where he saw someone who looked quite familiar, but he couldn’t put his finger on it because his finger was being crushed.

Suddenly, something whizzed past him before swinging back around, its speed causing it to slice right through the robot blimp’s mechanical arm. Now that the arm was detached, its hand opened, allowing Mr Rucker to fly off before he landed on the ground. He watched as the red light zoomed around the blimp for a little before stopping to watch as the blimp fell into hundreds of pieces and exploded upon hitting the ground.

Mr Rucker got a little closer to the red glowing object. The figure turned its head to look at him, and Mr Rucker made a terrifying realization. The figure was Mr Kobran…

Arriving at a mountain, Mr Kobran clapped his hands, causing a mechanical doorway to open in the middle of the mountainside. The two flew in and landed on a metal grate overlooking a large pool of red glowing liquid. Now that he was out of the view of the outside world, Mr Kobran transformed into his true vampire form.

Recognizing his looks, Mr Rucker said “You’re the guy from fortnite!”

“Indeed I am,” Mr Kobran replied, “some weirdos saw me flying around and decided to make a fortnite skin off of me.”

“You look really cool!” Mr Rucker said. “But… How are you alive? Charlie stabbed you in the head…” Mr Rucker continued, puzzled at what he was seeing.

Clearing his throat, Mr Kobran began to explain. “I am not the Kobran from your timeline, you see, I have been created from this new one you created.”

“I don’t understand…”

“When Abraham Lincoln was killed, this started a corruption that changed our world into a world where the Confederates won in World War 1. Haven’t you noticed everything that has changed here?”

Mr Rucker thought for a moment… about the red sky, the explosions, the blimp, the kidnapping of kids that were put into slavery…

“No.” He replied.

“Well you surely are oblivious…” Kobran scoffed.

“HEY!”

“Anyway,” he continued, “Because of all of this happening, I managed to avoid my fate where I would be… stabbed… by your friend.”

“Well, we can undo this, right?” Mr Rucker asked.

“No, not right now. The Confederates built a forcefield around the planet that prevents anything from coming in, or more importantly for our sake, coming out.”

Mr Rucker sighed and looked out the window, realizing why the sky was so red-- it was because the forcefield around the planet was made out of a transparent red shield.

“However, I have a plan, but we need more people.”

“What’s your idea?” Mr Rucker questioned.

“If we find out where the power for the force field is, we can shut it off and use some quasar or exploding star to travel back in time and stop Vice President Hamlin from killing Lincoln. Then everything will go back to normal.”

“But, what about you? If we put everything back to normal, you’ll die… or be dead I guess…” Mr Rucker added.

“I was tortured and used as a battery by the Confederates and I lost most of my power. In that time I realized something! I realized that I was an evil person… an evil force that people were afraid of… even you, my greatest creation, you were afraid of me.” Kobran admitted. Mr Rucker looked at him in awe, and Kobran turned his head so Mr Rucker couldn’t see his embarrassed face.

“Look, Kobran, I’m glad you’ve changed. I just want to say--” Mr Rucker began. Mr Kobran morphed into his human form with a suit and a briefcase and stared at Mr Rucker.

“You and I can't do this alone. We need the other gods of this planet.”

“Wait,” Mr Rucker said, “I thought the only ones left were me and the blobfish!”

“No. There’s a lot more. And we need to get all of them together, it’s the only way we can stand a fighting chance.” Mr Kobran smiled. “Now, have you ever been to Hollywood?”

On their way through the crowded streets of Hollywood in a run down Taxi, Mr Rucker finally asked the question he’d been wondering the entire day.

“So, why is there another person here in America who is able to control people? I thought America was my domain!”

“Silly Rucker, that was just something I told you to make you feel more powerful over the people than you are now.” Kobran was fidgeting with a pen when he abruptly yelled. “This is our stop!” He tossed a bag of money into the driver’s lap and they took off.

A policeman passed by them and asked, “Have you seen a guy with a big bag of money?”

“He’s in that taxi on the left.” Mr Kobran replied. They continued walking, and Mr Rucker began to wonder why Kobran was so chaotic, getting a random taxi driver arrested for no reason and nearly causing the world to explode multiple times. Mr Rucker truly began to question if Kobran had really changed.

They walked down a long hallway in one of the film studios, the halls splattered with doors on either side adorned with stars and the name of the actor who stayed in that respective room. Down at the end of the hallway was one final door. It stood out to the rest with a golden light illuminating the nametag and star. In the middle of the star, it said “Chris Pratt.”

Kobran lightly knocked on the door and it opened, where a young, handsome man peeked through a crack in the doorway wearing a My Little Pony robe and holding a steaming coffee.

“Mr. Kobran! Nice to see you again, dude!” The man, who Mr Rucker now knew was Chris Pratt, exclaimed.

“Hello, Salutations, Greetings, whatever.” Kobran said sarcastically. “Chris, we have come on urgent business.”

“What do you mean?” Chris asked.

After Chris Pratt was caught up, the three of them walked out of the studio and into the streets of Hollywood.

“Sooo, when were you created?” Mr Rucker asked.

“About 127 years ago. I invented movies, ya know.”

“So you’re still pretty young. Can you even control anything or just influence it?”

Suddenly, a group of people crowded around them, screaming Chris Pratt’s name. Some of them pushed through the crowd and began to lunge toward Chris, but he held up his hand and all of their eyes turned yellow and they stood completely upright.

“I control the entire Hollywood industry, actually.” Chris Pratt finally replied.

They hopped in a cab and Mr Kobran instructed the driver to head to the Walt Disney Concert hall before closing the window and sitting back down.

“So…” Chris began, “who are we getting next?”

“She’s kinda on her own, and I never really forced her to follow me like I did with you guys, but I know that she’ll help.” Mr Kobran answered.

They could hear the music from a mile away. Sometimes depressing, sometimes exhilarating pop music that always talked about losing a boyfriend or something along those lines. They parked at the entrance and barged in. They watched the show for a few hours before the intermission began, where they headed backstage. Chris Pratt took care of security, as he could control them.

Mr Rucker and Mr Kobran headed to the backroom and opened the door. Inside was one blond woman drinking some gatorade.

“Taylor!” Mr Kobran said, worried. Taylor lunged forward and slapped him across the face. She then turned around and sat back down.

“Taylor Swift is one of us!?” Mr Rucker shouted.

“Yeah,” Mr Kobran said, “she controls all of her ‘swifties,’ as they’re called.”

“You’re damn right!” Taylor added. She drank more of the gatorade before finishing it and tossing it into a small trash can across the room filled with empty gatorade bottles.

“Anyway, let me get to the point. We need your help to stop slavery!”

Taylor threw a bottle of gatorade at Mr Kobran.

“Look, I ain’t helping you after you HUMILIATED ME!” She screamed. “I can’t believe you came back here, unannounced and expected me to help you!”

“Taylor, you can’t be thinking just about yourself. We all need to work together and help the humans! The Confederate army will just keep getting more and more powerful to the point none of us, even together, will stand a chance!”

Taylor began to laugh, a pink glow illuminating her body.

“I don’t… care. I…DON’T CARE!” She yelled, shooting forward and taking Mr Kobran through the open door and onto the stage. Mr Rucker ran onto the stage and tackled Taylor Swift, holding her on the ground while Mr Kobran approached. Suddenly, he noticed Taylor’s finger flick up, and he tried to warn Mr Rucker, but it was too late and thousands of swifties from the crowd ran onto the stage and piled on Mr Rucker. He used his energy to blast all of them off, and he flew over to Mr Kobran.

Taylor Swift crawled out of the pile of unconscious people on all fours, her hair messed up and jagged. She let out a demonic howl before charging at the two of them. They jumped over her and Mr Rucker grabbed her leg, throwing her into the stands.

On impact, she squashed many seats and some of the concrete steps. After regaining her focus, she screamed again and hopped over to them, grabbing Mr Rucker and slamming him into the ground before Mr Kobran, now in his vampire form, tackled her to the ground. She kicked him off and stomped on his head. Mr Rucker tried to stand up, but quickly realized that he was stuck under the rubble. He watched as Taylor continued to flatten Kobran’s head.

Suddenly, Taylor was blasted off by two orange lasers. Chris Pratt walked through the curtains holding two laser guns and wearing his Star Lord armor from his role in Guardians of the Galaxy. As Taylor Swift ran towards him, he used his rocket boots to fly up into the air and he rammed into her, knocking her towards the stage and into the mouth of a T Rex from his role in Jurassic World.

The T Rex began to rear in victory, but it exploded as Taylor flew out, and she began to attack Chris Pratt. Mr Rucker got up and ran over to Mr Kobran, and he realized he was unconscious.

Mr Rucker lifted him out of the hole he was in and pulled him out of the way, just as the Indominous Rex bursted out of the curtains, attempting to crush Taylor in its Jaws, but she was too powerful. Chris flew around to the front of the Indominous and fired multiple shots at her, knocking her into its mouth. He used his powers to pile as many dinosaurs and alien tech around Taylor, creating a giant ball in the middle of the Concert Hall.

Rucker and Chris watched in horror as a pink light emerged from the cracks between the monsters, and the entire Hall exploded in a pink glow.

Mr Rucker got to his feet and looked around, seeing Chris Pratt unconscious on the ground, and Kobran gone. Taylor flew above, and stared down Mr Rucker, her eyes glowing pink just like everything else related to her. She held up her hand, and all of her Swifties that were still alive combined together into a giant fleshy arm that was raised into the air, ready to crush the History Teacher.

Suddenly, Mr Kobran landed in between the two of them, holding a bouquet of flowers. Mr Rucker and Taylor Swift both gasped, surprised at the outcome.

“Taylor, I am sorry for what I did to you. I have done many bad things and I hope I can start to make up for it.” Mr Kobran began. Taylor Swift screamed, swinging the giant arm down, but Mr Kobran caught it and continued. “I am not expecting you to forgive me, but I just want to ask that you stop hurting these two, take me instead if you need it. But, if you do, I want you to help them stop this madness and slavery.”

Taylor Swift retracted the giant arm and landed in front of Mr Kobran. She sighed and held out her hand. Before Mr Kobran could take it, Mario landed on her head, disintegrating her.

“Phew, that was close!” Chris yelped excitedly.

“CHRIS! I was making amends with her! UUUGGGHHH!”

“Oops, maybe I should’ve paid more attention. Anyway, we’re gonna need a new fourth member of the team, so let’s get going and forget I just killed her!” Chris said.