This new world is not what I was expecting. Mountains are no longer made of rock but instead consist of boxes housing old relics known as toys. There are no natural sights on the horizon, only a giant wall with toys I used to know frozen in time on cardboard. Where once was a blue sky is now just a spackle white with flecks of glitter that resemble stars. I'm scared I'll never see real stars again. Everything is so weird. I have to make it right. Even if the world hates me, I must make it right.
In an area of evil following the explosion that nearly killed Cobra Commander, Rita Repulsa gives out orders.
Cobra Commander: (gurgles in pain)
Rita: Don't you understand anything? If he dies it will truly be the end of Cobra, and they are already holding on by a thread.
Haggar: Fools. All of them. Just fools.
Haggar: Prepare a coffin. Cobra Commander has been working on something special, a truly deadly weapon. An all new Robeast. Send it out into the wild. Have it track down Miss M.
Michelangelo: Almost dudette.
Miss M: Good, because I'm getting a rush of memories as we travail this mountainous area of my former playsets.
Brian: I always liked this house. It has an air of a horror movie to it, don't you think?
Miss M: It's a fine line to walk. We're on a plastic bin doubling as a mountain while talking nonsense. I should've had snacks on me. That would have helped.
Michelangelo: Well let's see...
Brian: Don't tell her. Let her find out. It's important to stretch this thing out as long as possible.
Ed: In the flesh baby. Sort of. I keep waiting to find out if I'll be back in the After Life or not, for now I'm living the life of a rebel.
Ed: Yes. It's been hidden on an island in the Pink Sea.
Miss M: Where does the map take me? I'm confused.
Ed: You didn't screw it all up. Actually, you going after Lady Kale and collapsing the universe all around us allowed someone to come back.
Miss M: It can't be.
She-Ra: Over a year.
Miss M: We were in space together, and then...
She-Ra: Then I was written out of the universe.
A reasonable amount of celebratory moments later...
Miss M: Something like that. I mostly just wanted to step away so I could look at the stars.
Michelangelo: Aw come on babe. You don't need Bruce Wayne. You've got me, the totally tubular party turtle.
Miss M: Michelangelo, you're still married.
Michelangelo: I know. I just hate we never really had a chance.
Miss M: I know.
Michelangelo: You have to get going huh? I can totally hear it in those pipes.
Miss M: I do. I need to finish this.
As Miss M leaves the house to begin her journey, there's a whole other journey unfolding not too far away...
Barbarocious: (hears voices outside) What is that racket?
Miss M: Thank you. I can certainly do that. (pauses) Ya know, it's so weird, but I feel like we are connected in some weird way.
Barbarocious: I have no idea what you are feeling. I don't feel a connection at all. Now if you'll excuse me, I have company I am neglecting.
Miss M: Ok, well thanks for your help. I'll be on my way.
Barbarocious: (watches M leave) Stupid girl.
A perilous adventure that couldn't be captured on camera soon follows leading up to Miss M finding the Pink Sea!
Miss M: Oh my goodness! Oola! It's so nice to see you alive and not as a snack.
Oola: Yes. A map to a very secret and super special destination. Here, this should have everything. (reaches out with nothing in her hands)
Suddenly something evil descends from the skies!
Oola: No. I was living on a planet chained to a giant booger. I then got eaten alive by something that needed a mint. Most of my existence has been in the After Life. With no television.
Something wicked steps out, something truly twisted.
Miss M: Bruce, what did they do to you?
Fueled with psychotic rage, Batman looks across the island. He does not see Miss M (his lady love) nor does he see Oola or Wicket. Instead he can only see bodies of people he must destroy.
Batman: (snarls) Kill. I will kill them all for Cobra.
Miss M: Oh shit. Here we go.
Miss M: I can assure you, it will not.
She kisses him. One of those deep stirring kisses, the kind that make every particle of your body stand on end. Looking into his eyes she sees a flash of the man she loves. He's still there.
The moment is fleeting as murderous rage floods into his eyes. He tries to bite the side of her face, hoping to tear her eye out.
Miss M: Ok dorkette, we've got to wrap this already long winded story arc up. I've got to make things normal again. If nothing more than for the life I could have had with Bruce and Yvie. I will make it all right again.
Back at Castle Grayskull...
Short Cut: It's ok little one. You couldn't fly with them yet anyway.
Barbarocious: Ssh. Don't cry. It's like a wise being once said, "To be free, one must give up a little part of oneself."
It takes a few tries before the wings are cut off. Screams echo throughout the halls of Castle Grayskull. They eventually fade away as Yvie falls unconscious. Everything has to change at some point.
To be continued!