Jem- The Reunion Chapter 3

Since last week's Toy Chest was such a super long and exciting trip down toy memory lane, I thought this week I'd take a little break and post something else on a Tuesday. Fear not, Toy Chest will be back, but a new Jem chapter is upon us! If you like your fanfiction short and sweet, feast your eyes on Chapter 3 from Jem- The Reunion. This is for the Jem fans. I continue to patiently wait for Hasbro to bring our favorite pop star with a dual identity back onto the shelves, and since Hasbro is taking forever, I will just keep typing up a serving of fun fanfic.

Previously-

After a long time away from the spotlight, Jerrica Benton has decided to bring back Jem and the Holograms. Embarking on a world wide reunion tour, Jem shocked audiences everywhere when she announced that Barbie and the Rockers would also be joining this once in a lifetime tour! Fans everywhere had no idea what to think of that, though Pizzazz (former front woman to the Misfits) was not happy.

Now both women travel across the world to find their former bandmates and get their bands back together. So far Jerrica and Aja have asked Raya, who turned them down due to some scheduling conflicts. Pizzazz made some headway by picking up former music executive Eric Raymond. From prison. Now Jerrica and Aja are in Paris, hoping to have a former Hologram and dear friend say "yes" to the reunion tour...

Jem- The Reunion

Chapter 3

Jerrica and Aja find themselves in the front row of a lively fashion show that is moments away from beginning. The two friends are in the middle of Paris Fashion Week and are supporting their friend Shana. "I am so excited to see Shana's new designs! I've heard they are fantastic." Jerrica smiles grinning at Aja. Nodding at the statement, Aja adds, "I know, they say this is the most anticipated show too! Judging by all the cameras, I would have to agree."

"Our Shana has come a long way." Jerrica says smiling at the entire scene before her. The catwalk looks astonishing. A speaker announces that the show will start soon. Watching the bulbs flash throughout the audience, Jerrica is glad she did not arrive as Jem. She can just simply enjoy her friend's show.

"When is the last time you saw Shana?" Aja asks Jerrica. Pausing to recall, Jerrica answers, "I believe I saw Shana a couple years ago when she opened her flagship store in L.A." Jerrica hates that so much time has passed. Aja does the math and realizes the same conclusion. "Wow, that has been a long time Jerrica. I saw her a few months ago at a charity event. She is doing so well." Jerrica nods, wishing to change the subject. There are many reasons that Jerrica has not kept up with everyone in the recent years...

The lights dim as music rises. Jerrica and Aja smile at each other. The show is ready to begin. Models of all ages, shapes, sizes, and ethnicities begin walking out onto the runway. Jerrica smiles and thinks to herself, leave it to Shana to truly find a way to breathe new life into a high fashion show. The clothing is gorgeous full of bright colors and interesting cuts. Some outfits are long and flow with easy movement while other pieces are short and shocking. Aja and Jerrica both find themselves in awe and grinning at which "looks" they will be adding to their wardrobes.

Finally at the end of the show, Shana begins her walk down the runway to thank everyone for attending. Looking out at all of her supportiers, Shan simply appreciates the moment. To add to the excitement, the music shifts to a remix of an old Jem and the Holograms song, "Glitter and Gold." Jerrica and Aja clap even harder and shout out Shana's name. The feeling in the air is electric.

After the crowd empties out and Shana gives her last interview to the press, Jerrica and Aja join their friend backstage. All three women hug each other and scream in delight. Shana is glowing, "I am so happy you were both here to see my show! I just about died when I got the call. How was it? Were the seats perfect?" Jerrica smiles, "Stunning. We had the best seats. You are so talented Shana." Aja adds on, "I think we'll be making some purchases!" Everyone laughs.

The three walk to a small room that acts as a resting spot for the people attending the various fashion shows. "So how is Anthony?" Aja asks. Shana beams, "He is doing well. All is great. He'd be here, but he is in New York overseeing some projects for one of the stores. What about you two? I can't believe I'm sitting with you both right now!"

Aja explains that the Starlight Foundation has been doing well. Jerrica is proud of Aja's work with the foundation and brings up an important question, "Well I know you are busy Shana, but there is another reason why Aja and I are here. I don't know how much you know, but we're trying to reunite Jem and the Holograms for a reunion tour."

Shana pauses and looks at her friends, "Yes, I had heard a little bit. Pretty exciting news." Looking at Jerrica and Shana, Aja speaks up, "Exciting indeed. So are you in?" Shana takes a breath, "Of course I am! They weren't playing Glitter and Gold for nothing." Everyone is smiling. Jerrica wants to make sure this is actually going to happen. "Are you sure Shana? We don't want to be taking you from your fashion empire." Jerrica hopes this will work out.

"Of course I am sure. I have plenty of people to handle the big things with my business. How could I miss out on going on tour with you? Playing music together was a big part of my life, and had we never done all that, I wouldn't be here right now." Shana smiles thinking back on all the great memories they had of being in Jem and the Holograms.

"Oh Shana! This is so exciting!" Aja claps her hands. Jerrica has just one more question though, "Shana, are you ok though with what happened?" Jerrica refers to the highly contentious moment in entertainment history when the world found out that Jerrica Benton and Jem were one in the same. The Holograms didn't last much longer after that. In time, neither did their friendships. Without the band, everyone went on their own path.

Shana grabs hold of Jerrica's hands, "Now you listen to me Jerrica. We all knew you were Jem, we all knew what we were getting into. Besides time has passed. If the world was still angry at Jem and the Holograms, I wouldn't have just put on a great fashion show." Shana wonders what is going on through her friend's head.

"Alright! It is all set, Shana is joining." Aja says thinking of the next person they need to ask. Shana asks about Raya and is sad to hear that Raya will not be joining. "Which means our next stop is to London. For Kimber." Jerrica says, knowing full well they will have an uphill battle.

"Speaking of anger, do you have any ideas on how we will get a chance to talk to her?" Aja asks. Shana looks sad, "She still doesn't want to speak to you Jerrica?"

"No Shana, she doesn't. I screwed things up when I destroyed Synergy. But, we need Kimber. Without her this reunion tour is not going to work." Jerrica sits there looking at all the people milling around. Some members of the press and random models recognize the band members while others look on hoping to catch glimpses of the latest fashion trends. Aja looks around at the crowd and stands up, "Well we'll worry about Kimber when we get to London. Right now I am famished. I say we go get something to eat. We are in Paris! Shana, lead the way!" They all get up and head out, leaving the glitz and glamour of the fashion world behind.

***  

Across the world in the United States, a limo pulls up to an old beat up bar in the downtown area of Philadelphia. Pizzazz steps out and looks up at the bar sign. The sun is bright but hidden by the city. She removes a pair of large sunglasses as Eric gets out as well. "Pizzazz, are you sure we are at the right place?"

Gritting her teeth, Pizzazz motions for Eric to stop talking, "Of course I am sure. I know Roxy. She always returns to her roots. Now go park the car and meet me inside." Getting back into the car, Eric grunts and drives the limo to an area for parking. He is livid that the original limo driver bailed after Pizzazz made too many demands at the airport. "How did my life turn into this horse shit?" He mutters aloud.

Pizzazz doesn't wait for Eric and instead waltzes into the dingy bar. She scans the place. Her eyes glide over a man passed out at the main bar, where she also spots Roxy. Looking down and cleaning some shot glasses, Roxy barks, "Bar is closed. Come back later."

Grinning, Pizzazz walks towards the bar, "Now is that any way to treat a Misfit?" Roxy guickly looks up completely caught off gaurd, "Oh shit. Pizzazz. What in the hell are you doing in Philly?"

Looking around the bar, Pizzazz sits on a stool next to the drunken man who is still sleeping, "Well it isn't for the atmosphere." Putting down the shot glasses, Roxy turns, "Yeah well, bar is closed Pizzazz. Come back... oh... never."

Placing her elbows on the old wooden bar top and staring at the drunk man who might be dead, Pizzazz pauses, "You don't look closed. What's this guy's story?" Roxy looks at the man and shrugs, "Some people just can't handle a good time." The two women look at each other. A great deal of time has passed. "What do you want Pizzazz? How did you even find me?"

Cackling and tossing her green hair back, Pizzazz groans, "Gimme a break Roxy. I always knew you'd return to your old stomping grounds if things didn't work out. It wasn't that hard to find you." Glaring at Pizzazz, Roxy spits out, "Well I wish you hadn't. I don't want you here." As Roxy says this, Eric walks in from parking the limo, Roxy points, "And I don't want him here either!"

Eric throws his hands up in the air, "Nice to see you too Roxy." Roxy glares at them both, "Oh shut up. You two morons did a number on me." Feigning hurt feelings, Pizzazz goes on, "What did we do to you? So you aren't in L.A. anymore. You certainly seem to be doing well for yourself. You own this... bar." Looking over her shoulder, Pizzazz tries to ignore the smelly drunken man.

Full of annoyance, Roxy shouts, "I don't own this bar Pizzazz! I'm a damn bar wench." She points to Eric, "After Mr. Wonderful over here decided to nearly get us all killed, everything went to hell in a hand basket! Don't you remember Pizzazz? Eric went to prison! All those plots to go after lousy Jem and her Holograms backfired. The Misfits couldn't headline a show if we threatened and blackmailed fans into going. Ya know we didn't all have dead rich daddies like you, Pizzazz. I had to head out over here. I'm old and working in a damn bar!"

Pizzazz shrugs, "You don't look that old. Besides, I know a great gal who does the best filler in California. You also know how to read. Doesn't that stand for something?" Roxy screams and throws a shot glass at Pizzazz, "Screw you Pizzazz! You don't even know about hard times! Do you know that I have to serve these young lil shit customers every night and they didn't even know who I am! I was a Misfit! I helped write the book on debauchery!"

Eric mutters under his breath, "After you learned to read that is." Hearing this, Roxy throws up her hands, "The hell with both of ya. Get out! I won't serve trash here."

Kneeling on the barstool Pizzazz reaches over to grab a bottle of vodka and a shot glass. She brushes Roxy out of the way, "You don't mean that. Especially when we are here with some good news. How would you like to leave this dirty old bar, hmm Roxy?" Crossing her arms, Roxy looks dubious, "Go on. I'm listening."

Pizzazz looks back at Eric, "Now that wasn't so hard. Drink?" Eric says no, and Pizzazz takes a shot. "Listen Roxy, times were tough back then. But we all learned some good lessons. Now that we are a bit older, I say we show the world just how bad we are. I want to bring the Misfits back together. Go on a reunion tour. Show these little children how it is really done. I want you back with us."

Pondering this information over, Roxy asks, "There money involved?" Pizzazz looks over at Eric, expecting an answer. Eric rolls his eyes, "Of course there will be money. Your old rate will apply, 10% revenue on any album sales, concert tickets, and Misfits merchandise sold." Roxy looks on in disgust, "Inflation has been a bitch Eric. I want more."

Eyes wide in shock and really close to spitting out some good vodka, Pizzazz chokes, "Well look who became a business woman." Grinning and crossing her arms, Roxy tosses out, "You're right Pizzazz, we are older, and I won't be making the same mistakes. I want 25% revenue and I want royalties on any new songs, because I will be listed as a song writer. I don't care if I change just a word on a single song, my name is added to new material or else."

Pizzazz and Eric look over at each other. This change of events had never occured to Pizzazz, but they all knew they would need each other if the Misfits were going to have any chance at a successful reunion. "Alright Roxy, you have a deal." Pizzazz smiles as Eric looks like someone kicked him in the gut. Roxy grins, "Alright! Let's blow this dump!" Pizzazz nods, "Now we go to merry old England."

Raising an eyebrow, Roxy mutters, "Why are we going there?" Pizzazz explains that they need to drop in on Jetta. "But Pizzazz, I hate Jetta. What about Stormer?" Roxy and Jetta both could only barely tolerate each other in the past. Pizzazz recalls their history and sighs, "Stormer will not be easy to convince. She got married and popped out 2.5 lil monsters. Having Jetta with us will make it much easier to persuade Stormer to join. We have to get Jetta." Roxy mulls this over, unable to even believe that Stormer got married. With so much time having passed, Roxy joins Pizzazz in taking another shot of alcohol.

"Eric, be a dear and pull the limo out front." Pizzazz sweetly looks over at Eric. Grimacing again, Eric leaves the bar. Roxy begins untying her tiny apron, "What's the deal with him?"

"He just isn't used to taking so many orders." Pizzazz takes one more shot of vodka. Roxy grabs a couple bottles of booze for the road, "Why is he even a part of the reunion? After everything he has done? Not to mention he has been in jail all this time. What does he know about the music business?"

Pizzazz looks at Roxy, "That old dog still knows a thing or two. Besides, before Eric went to prison he was working on some mysterious project. A project I think was going to make him millions. I'm keeping our dear Eric Raymond real close, because if he thinks he'll pull a fast one and walk away with millions, he has another thing coming. No one messes with the Misfits." Roxy grins, a feeling of the past washing over her, "Yeah!" This feeling feels good, "I've missed you Pizzazz."

Looking at Roxy, Pizzazz smiles, "I've missed you too Rox!" They two women walk away from the bar cackling at all their plans for fame and riches. Roxy tosses her apron at the drunk man sleeping at the bar, "There ya go Eddie! I quit!" Another round of laughter fills the air.

Outside, Eric Raymond starts the old garish limo that Pizzazz rented at the airport. He is also on a cell phone, quietly whispering to someone, "Listen, as soon as I have a chance I will send you the details. I have everything locked in a briefcase right now, and I know you will be able to make this project work." Eric listens to the other person speak and adds, "No one can know about this. This project will make us so much money. Various industries will be beating down the door to see what we can do. I'll never have to deal with the Misfits again. In fact I'll be able to make my own Misfits that know how to follow orders. You just make sure that this can actually be made. If all goes according to plan, we'll be able to rule the world..."

Up Next!

Sisters clash!
A secret is revealed!
Pizzazz overdoses on Botox!

One of these things does not happen in the next chapter of Jem- The Reunion. Be here next time, whenever that may be!





Things to come!

Welcome to a new week dorky fans! I have some brief news for you all and what to expect in the upcoming weeks on Diary of a Dorkette. As usual a new Toy Chest Tuesday will be around the corner, though I might take a break this week, since last week was a 2-parter. I have also been searching for really great items to discuss for a good number of Toy Chests to come! (And I mean some good items. I'm talking the Holy Grail of Toys. My archival room has been shedding tears of joy.)

Also, Diary of a Dorkette will be turning 1 in July. So expect a really special post on July 29th to mark such an auspicious occasion. Oh goodness it isn't that auspicious I guess. But it will be really good.

And in case anyone is wondering about what happened to She-Ra Saturday, have no fear, Adora's Search for Honor Part 2 will start this coming Saturday. I have been working hard on making Part 2 even more entertaining as well as featuring all the wonderful characters from She-Ra (and maybe a few from He-Man.)

I will also be featuring a new Toy Regrets soon, since a few people have responded favorably to those stories.

There are also some other great things in store. I've got television shows to discuss. Seriously, Dallas is that good. Movies are always on my mind, I'm really looking forward to Brave this weekend. And there is a certain cat burglar that will be getting a nice tribute in the coming weeks.

So all in all dorky folk, there is a lot to look forward to here. As always, I appreciate and thank those who take the time to read/look over this lil site as well as those who comment and follow me on Twitter. I actually kinda get Twitter! (There was a time when it made zero sense.) I feel like I am truly capable of anything now. (Parallel parking watch out.) Until next time!

Toy Chest Part 2: Aliens

For those just tuning in, Toy Chest Tuesday is a special two part this week, as we all look back at the old Aliens line from Kenner. Part 1 addressed the mini-comics and trading file cards that came with each figure. Now we are going to look at the figures themselves!

So some of you may be thinking, "What is a sweet girl like Miss M doing with Aliens toys?" Well I was a pre-teen when these toys came out. I also had zero friends. I'm not exaggerating or trying to get you folks to shed a tear, I am serious, I had no friends during that moment in my life. Fear not, things did turn out somewhat well for me. I do have some friends. (They are real) My skin is eerily porcelain and flawless (on account of all the strange rituals and incantations I do.) I also managed to somehow find a guy to dig me with all my baggage. And let me tell you, I have the Louis Vuitton kinda baggage. My mess doesn't come cheap.

Anyways, as I said earlier, I was a friendless loser pre-teen when this toyline came out. Now by this time my parents were really starting to take notice of my obsession with the toy aisle. They grew more and more concerned as the days grew long and once I found out about the Aliens toyline, it just went way downhill. "Why on Earth do you want that?" My mom said as I lovingly reached for the Bull Alien that was at the local Target. She was very concerned.

And I get it, not many girls were frothing at the mouth for Aliens toys. I totally get it. But I loved those movies and it just made sense with the world that I would also want cool Aliens toys to mingle with all my other crap. Besides, my brother was slowly losing interest in toys, so someone had to carry on the tradition of obsessive collecting habits.

Plus I really wanted a Ripley. Believe it or not, I would have been just fine with owning Ripley. However she was one of the last figures for me to collect, so I just ended up collecting everything from the first series. How could I not? I had to know what happened with the included mini-comics, and my old ass She-Ra dolls needed some dates on a Friday night.

So let's check out the toys in order of their mini-comic issue!

Oh Bishop. This toy really had an android feel to him but also a bit of "Let's make him look like a Terminator too!" I remember looking at him and thinking, "He looks nothing like the Bishop from the movies." I found a way to go on. His cool feature was that his chest could rip apart exposing android parts.

He also came with a gatling gun that made real sounds when turned. There were also magazines or bullet clips (I have no idea what to call them) that fed into the gatling gun. It was a neat feature. There was also some golden weapon that also doubled as a back pack. I am not sure what its purpose was, but I like to think it was a fancy metal detector.

Up next we have the Scorpion Alien! Each Alien figure was painted with black and a specific metallic shade. The Scorpion Alien had a metallic orange look, to further compliment a desert environment. The tail also resembled that of a scorpion, which I thought was cool.

Now the alien figures came with a special feature and a facehugger. I mean honestly, how could an alien figure not come with a facehugger? I loved how the facehugger could wrap around a Space Marine's face. It really created that icky feeling from the movie. The Scorpion Alien's feature was that it could explode. With just the press of a button on the back, the head, chest, and arms came apart. I wanted to capture that feature, however due to age, the feature has not made it very well into the 21st Century. However I was able to show Bishop losing part of his body. 

Next up we have Sgt. Apone. I loved this figure for many reasons. First of all, his shirt was humorous and a nice break from all the Space Marine garb. "No Bugs." I also loved his red baseball cap. He also had a robotic arm attachment that helped with his action feature. He had a twist waist and came with these golden grenades that could be flung at any nasty creatures. The golden grenades have also had a rough time with age, and were sadly not featured for any pretty pictures.

Luckily though, Apone did come with a basic plastic gun, so he would still be able to take out some bugs. I dislike how certain types of plastics and other materials degrade over time. I know nothing can stay perfect forever, but there is nothing worse than a toy or piece getting all sticky through the years. Anyways, the metal arm attachment was molded to Apone's arm. It could not be removed. So at least I haven't lost that!

Next up is another alien, the Gorilla Alien! This toy featured a blue metallic shade and in my opinion, really captured the essence of a deranged mutated gorilla. This figure actually came with two action features. The first was a rubber head that could spit out water when squeezed. This was meant to mimic acid. There were also two pieces on the back, that when pressed together, caused the Gorilla Alien's arms to open wide for an attack.

See how wide the arms could expand? This was one beast you did not want welcoming you to the jungle. With that said, I did love the blue facehugger. It was such a pretty shade of blue. Oh, one important thing to note, the facehuggers have aged well. I was concerned that they would get sticky overtime, but they haven't. Yet.

Drake seemed more Marine than Space Marine. While most of the figures in the series had elements of futuristic uniforms and pieces, Drake always looked like he came from our time. I also felt like this figure looked like Richard Gere. So it was weird when I got him. Like, "Why do I have this angry looking Richard Gere figure in camo pants?" He also had the most facial detail than the other human characters.

His weapon and feature always confused me too. He came with this large smart gun that also featured sound. It took me forever to figure out how Drake was supposed to hold the damn thing, but after he had everything in place, the noise would come from twisting his waist. The clicking sound coupled with the twisting weapon, looked like he was firing at a swarm of mean bugs.

Hicks was the first Space Marine I had collected. I had hoped to find a Ripley, but Hicks was always available. I'm not sure why, but I always thought of Hicks looking the most like a Space Marine. On the flip side, that meant his figure looked a bit generic. I could see his outfit being the basic uniform for all Space Marines, whereas Apone or Drake got to wear something that seemed unique. I don't know why any of that really matters, as that was probably the furthest thing from most folk's minds.

Hicks came with a missile launcher that fired two yellow missiles. I have no idea what happened to the yellow missiles, may they rest in peace. What was cool about the missile launcher was that the firing button was the gray scope piece. I thought that was neat, because it made the firing button fit in with the overall design. Usually the firing button on a toy is large and obnoxious as if to say, "I'm right here!" Oh, and I always made Ripley and Hicks go on dates. After taking care of some xenomorphs, they'd go to the Sizzler or McDonalds. It was highly romantic.

As I mentioned in Part 1, the Bull Alien was my first purchase from the Aliens toyline. My parents were worried for me. They thought I'd grow up to be alone going through the loonies. My mom would actually be freaked out when I would show her my Alien figures. She thought they were scary and gross. I mean they were gross, but they were so cool! These toys really did a great job of capturing that xenomorph essence! I also liked the Bull Alien, because it was truly something new and different, like, "Wow, I never thought an Alien would ever look like that!"

The coloring for the Bull Alien was a reddish pink metallic. (Which I loved.) And the action feature was pretty fun too. With just a press of a button, the Bull Alien's neck extended while the head tilted downward ready to knock anything down. The Bull Alien also came with a matching facehugger. Awww.

So in time I started to worry that I would never find a Ripley in stores. I had enjoyed the Aliens collecting thus far, but I was going to be very upset if I never saw a Ripley in the toy aisle. I mean she was the reason I kept picking these damn toys up! I was giving up a lot for Ripley. I had no friends, my family thought something was wrong with me. I needed Ripley stat. Good things come to those who return to the toy aisle every week. To celebrate my birthday I walked into a Toysrus and to my biggest surprise, I saw one Ripley on the shelf. There are just certain moments where you find that one figure that you have been hoping for, I can't describe it. The feeling is just this overwhelming sense of joy. Like you just know that everything will be right with the world. I can't explain it. But I was pretty sure I had heard a choir and some birds chirping. It was wonderful.

Ripley came with her signature flamethrower. I loved that the flame could be pushed in and out with a lever. It was just cool! Everything about this figure was just so cool. I wanted yellow boots like her's. I would look for loose scarfie bandanas around the house to wrap arond my neck. My brother and I would pretend we were in some underground mine fighting off alien monsters. There was just a great world of imagination to be had. One other cool thing about this figure was that when she turned at the waist, her legs and head stayed in place. It helped create such a cool visual when she was using her flamethrower.

Finally we have the Alien Queen. I had actually told myself that after getting Ripley, I had no other reason to collect the line. I was done. Until my dorky lil self caught a glimpse of the Alien Queen on the shelf. And then it was like, "Well, maybe just one more." How could anyone pass up on an Alien Queen?! At the time I thought this was the hugest figure I'd ever laid eyes on. This beast was massive. There was just so much to look at. The multiple arms. The double jaw. The long stinging tail. I mean hook this beast up with Modulok!

The double jaw was so much fun. There was a rubber piece on the back of the head, that when pressed, would push the double jaw out. Mine would only go so far, the double jaw would get stuck behind the teeth. So I would have to extend the entire double jaw with my fingers. Which was fine. It just made the thing even more gross. By this point my parents had given up. They had fully embraced the notion that their daughter would grow up to be the old lady and her toys.

The Alien Queen did not come with a brightly colored facehugger. She came with a deadly chest hatchling. This thing looked so creepy (not unlike what I look like in the morning.) Anyway, the Alien Queen may not have come with a mini-comic, but she more than made up for it!

Here we have the whole group from the first series. These figures were so cool and I had really enjoyed collecting them, even if there was a bit of drama. However there were other Space Marines that would be released throughout the mid-nineties. I would not really know about those releases though. In an attempt to "grow" up and not be some weird chick that no one likes, I took a break from collecting. I really wanted some friends, because it has not been easy being a dorky girl. Dorky guys are lucky, because there will always be dorky guys. They will always have a brotherhood to join together and gawk at the latest in dork. However dorky girls have it worse. We are a rare breed, and growing up, I did not know a single one. Though it is nice to know that as I have gotten older, I have gotten to know some fellow dorkettes. And that is a nice thing.

What wasn't nice was that I had no idea the other releases that would come out from the Aliens toyline. My trying to be cool and normal backfired and I missed out on great Space Marines like Vasquez and Atax. Once I realized those figures were available it was too late. Interest in the line had stopped and whatever was left in stores was it.

Finally here is a nice family photo of the Aliens. Never in a million years would I have ever thought I'd want them, but I couldn't imagine my life without them. They were ugly and creepy, but Kenner did such a great detailed job on these things! I mean for toys that were made in the early nineties, these weren't shabby. And much like the other series of Space Marines, there were also many other different types of alien toys too. There were so many it almost became like a menu from a Bubba Gump restaurant.

So that is about it for Part 2 of Toy Chest Tuesday. I told you all this week would need to be in two parts! Goodness, I am out of breath. Anyways if any of these pictures have you begging for more Aliens toys, hit up ebay. There are many listings for new and loose Aliens toys and the prices are very reasonable. Until next time folks!

Toy Chest Tuesday Part 1: Aliens

Scream for an all new Toy Chest Tuesday! I'm sure someone will hear you. In keeping with last week's theme regarding toys and Summer movies, I thought it would be best to continue the trend. Prometheus hit theaters in America this past Friday. And my goodness what a movie. I won't discuss anything about the details so as not to spoil the story, all I will say is I had way too many questions. (I guess that is ok, because it does lead to a lot of conversations about the possible answers.) The pace of the film also changed about half way through and it felt a bit rushed. I also could have done without the ending, but maybe I will discuss that another time when it won't be such a spoiler-fest.

Instead, let's turn to the toyline that eventually hatched from Ridley Scott's Alien film. What would we do without Ripley and those pesky Xenomorphs? Now I know that the Aliens toyline from Kenner was more based off of the James Cameron sequel, but again, nothing would really have come to pass had we not had the first Alien. So released in 1992 by Kenner, the Aliens toyline was sort of connected to the film, but took the characters a step further. Like an altered or expanded universe. Certain characters from the Aliens film were given the royal figure treatment. In the first series fans got Lt. Ripley, android Bishop, Corp. Hicks, Sgt. Apone, and Sgt. Drake.

Now this is where the toyline diverged from the film. There was a new mythology added to the xenomorphs that involved more of a specific type of alien. There was the Scorpion Alien, Gorilla Alien, Bull Alien, Shrimp Po-Boy Alien. (I kid, there was no Shrimp Po-Boy Alien.) Basically the type of host would determine the type of alien that would be made. If a facehugger attached itself to a chicken, there would have been a Chicken Alien. Got it? Also here is a fun fact about these unique aliens, they were featured as enemies in the Alien vs. Predator video game for the Super Nintendo.

Back to the toys though, each Space Marine figure came with a unique weapon and feature, as well as a Dark Horse mini-comic. The alien figures also came with a mini-comic but also a cute little facehugger along with a special feature.

Now since I know how you all enjoy a good trip down memory lane, I have decided to make this Toy Chest Tuesday into two parts. I rarely do this, but there is just so much stuff to look at from the first series of Aliens figures by Kenner. So for today we are going to look over the mini-comics that came with the figures as well as the file card that could be cut out from the main card.

Up first is Bishop!

Bishop came with the first issue in the Aliens mini-comics. I loved the cover to this mini-comic as it had so much movement and action in it. I also have a soft spot for androids. I don't know what it is. Maybe it deals with their inherent nature to help and be kind. Unless they are crossed or reprogrammed. In which case folks have a lot of mess on their hands. Anyways in this comic (titled Desert Storm)  Bishop and Apone are driving around on a desert planet in their Stinger XT-37s looking for "Bugs" (a nickname for the aliens.) Anyways Bishop comes across the Scorpion Alien. Soon a whole slew of them attack. Apone gets dragged down to the alien hive and Bishop calls for backup. Hicks shows up and together with Bishop, they prepare to enter the hive to save Apone. What was always cool about these mini-comics was that the characters got to use their weapons and features just like the toy. It was an interesting way for the comic to further advertise what the toy could do.

The second mini-comic came with the Scorpion Alien and was entitled "Operation: Rescue." Bishop and Hicks save Apone before he is attacked by a facehugger. There are some brief attacks by a Scorpion Alien and soon all hell breaks loose on the final pages as a very angry Alien Queen arrives. I was always a little creeped out by the Scorpion Alien. They just seemed so deadly. But then again, all of the aliens seemed deadly. Another interesting thing about these mini-comics was that each comic featured a different artist(s) and though there were some differences between each issue, overall, the theme and look of the story was consistent.

Sgt. Apone came with the third mini-comic. Called the "Hive War," I really enjoyed the cover art for this issue. The use of coloring and shading was really nice as well as the sparks from the gun. I also liked the Alien Queen head in the background. Anyways, the boys were in trouble from the previous issue. While facing a brutal attack by the Alien Queen, the Space Marines got a dose of help from (cue some cool music) Lt. Ripley! Ripley jumped in with a flamethrower and laid waste to the vile Queen. A battle ensued and the Space Marines leave feeling like they have vanquished the "threat." Of course like any good cliffhanger, the last page shows the Alien Queen's arm breaking through some rubble. Apparently you can't keep a good bug down.

The fourth issue took the Space Marines on an adventure to a new planet. This planet was in a jungle locale with lots of lush trees and plantlife. Titled "Jungle Attack" this mini-comic came with the Gorilla Alien. So Ripley, Apone, Hicks, and Drake (in his first mini-comic appearance) battled on ground while Bishop piloted an evac ship. The Space Marines make contact with some gorilla like creatures, and of course, the Gorilla Alien. Another battle ensues. The Gorilla Alien spits out some acid (a nod to its action feature.) After the threat is momentarily taken care of, the Space Marines search for the hive.

The conclusion to the jungle planet story occured in issue 5. "Meltdown" came with Drake and heavily featured the Space Marine and all his "let's rock" attitude. So the Space Marines find the source of the alien eggs while another battle occurs. One plot point that always drove me insane in this issue involved Ripley nearly getting hurt by an alien. She falls off a limb and lands in Apone's arms. I always was annoyed by that, because in my mind Ripley would have just landed on the ground and dusted herself off. She didn't need to fall into some man's arms. Ok, I'll stop before I start sounding like Vanessa Warfield. Anyways Bishop flies in with the evac ship to take care of the Alien Queen, which was such a cool part. The evac ship came with a large container at the back, so Bishop scooped the queen into the container and then dumped her in some lava. Such a cool way to explain what can be done with the evac ship toy! Anyways the Space Marines leave, patting their backs for a job well done. Only it wasn't a job well done. Some poor defenseless gorilla creature investigates a suspicious looking egg, and looks positively terrified as a facehugger jumps out aiming for the face.

Issue 6 started my favorite story arc of the mini-comic series. Corp. Hicks came with "Showdown" a true tale of cowboys vs. aliens if there ever was one. The Space Marines find themselves on a new planet that resembles the old wild west to some extent. Everything was all rustic. Things seem ok at first until a rancher arrives freaking out. Something has been killing his cattle and it seems to be a bug. Soon enough the Space Marines catch on as a Bull Alien attacks. Utilizing all the cool features that came with the Hicks toy, the Space Marine eventually takes care of the Bull Alien.

My first figure to own from the line was the Bull Alien. Not for any particular reason (I had actually wanted Ripley the most) but when this line first came out, I only recall seeing alien figure options only. The Space Marine figures were slowly released. Or the line was just super popular. Either way, "Stampede" was issue 7 and was so good. The artwork and mood for this mini-comic was truly creepy. The story opened up with the Space Marines riding in their Stinger XT-37s heading towards the hive. One panel showed the vehicles in the distance while some Bull Aliens menacingly look on. It was so creepy! Soon the Space Marines are attacked by a group of Bull Aliens. They drive and fire their way through until they reach the hive. Staring into the darkness, the brave Space Marines begin their new journey...

The final mini-comic was "Fireball" and came with Ripley. Issue 8 was also one of the best. The Space Marines walk into the hive (which was at this ranch type place.) Ripley finds a power loader, just like in the film. A slew of Bull Aliens come after the Space Marines. Ripley uses her flamethrower and eventually hops into the power loader to take care of some nasty bugs. Soon the Space Marines find themselves out numbered and the Alien Queen is not looking to play. In a surprise twist, Ripley tells the group to get ready and continue to fight. The reader is then told that the story is "to be continued... in your own imagination! I loved this. I just loved it. It was a nice way to leave everything up to the person playing with these fun toys. It also created problems for those who were obsessive about getting a nice wrapped up ending. I don't really recall what my continuation of the story was. I don't think I wanted to wrap it up, so I just created multiple endings. Sometimes a few characters would die, other times everyone would live to move on to the next bug infested planet. Either way I loved this toyline because I grew up really enjoying the Alien films. There was just something great about them. For me I would say that had to do with Ripley. If they had made Ripley a male character, I probably would not have felt such a strong connection to the series. Oh goodness, there I go again, releasing my inner Vanessa Warfield. You should all try and keep me quiet. As if I could ever hush.

Anyways, there is one last thing to look at before Toy Chest Tuesday comes to an end! Kenner also made a large Alien Queen action figure for the first series of Aliens toys. I lived for this figure. The Alien Queen was so grody and scary, but I couldn't get enough of it. Sadly Kenner did not release a mini-comic with that figure. I am guessing due to the deluxe nature of the queen. But here is a shot of her cool trading card that could be cut off on the back.

The trading cards for the Alien figures were so much fun, because they made mention of the destruct point. I thought it was inventive to have such different destruct points for each alien.

So be sure to also read over these file cards. There is fun information on them. I also hope that this Toy Chest is a great deal of fun for you all. Stay tuned though, because on Thursday I will be continuing this Toy Chest to show you the actual toys themselves! Also, if anyone is wondering, I am hoping to one day be able to scan every page of the mini-comics on here for your reading pleasure! They were a lot of fun.

That is about it for Toy Chest Tuesday! Until next time!

Adora's Search for Honor Part 1: Chapter 21

Alright She-Ra fans, the time has finally come. Part 1 comes to an end. I have been posting these chapters for some time and now everything is ready to be wrapped up! I thank everyone who has read and enjoyed my She-Ra fanfiction. This final chapter will hopefully leave you all wanting more. So let's begin!

Adora's Search for Honor
Part 1
Chapter 21

Previously: The evil Horde has been occupying the world of Etheria for a rather long time. Led by Hordak, the Horde has been hard at work trying to take over the remaining free kingdoms on Etheria. Castle Chill in the Kingdom of Snows most recently fell to the Horde. A hard battle was fought and now the Empress of Chill, Frosta, is living in the Whispering Woods, home to Castle Bright Moon and the Great Rebellion. The Great Rebellion consists of a group of heroes striving for freedom from the tyranny of the Horde. Some of these rebels were once involved in the Horde Academy, an training program that brainwashed the children of Etheria into becoming fighting soldiers for the Horde. One such member was Adora, a young woman with a rather interesting past. After being "murdered" by arch enemy Catra, Adora was told fabulous secrets that would help her become She-Ra, the most powerful woman in the universe. Now Adora is reunited with her friends and, with the use of She-Ra, is going to help free Etheria from the evil forces of Hordak. As the saying goes, only a few people know her secret... Now the rebels have a new problem to contend with, one of their own is about to be executed. Spira a.k.a. Double Trouble has been a glamorous double agent spying on the Horde for the Great Rebellion. Hordak knows this and is planning a huge execution to help remind the people of Etheria that the Horde is not to be messed with... In other news, on Eternia, Teela was trying to have some sort of conversation with her uncle Fisto, and in space a group of explorers from the Hive are trying to safely land on a planet after their tiny ship was shot down by a large ship bearing the symbol of the Horde... Oh yes, before I forget, Adora's brother Adam has traveled from Eternia to save her. Only it would seem that he needs to be saved since he is actually a prisoner of the Horde. Now we can begin!

Chapter 21

Off to the side of Castle Bright Moon is a small pond. The water is lush and dazzles as a few rays of sunlight trickle across the surface. Standing before this scene of beauty in nature is Frosta. Still getting used to her new environment, Frosta prepares to say goodbye to some of her people. "I know I should have been stronger. I let you all down and for payment you gave up your lives." Frosta kneels to the ground and looks over the wooden markers she made with Netossa. They had made these wooden markers to honor the soldiers and chancellor who fell during the battle at Castle Chill. "I wanted to give you all proper burials, but this is all I can do for now. You all served your kingdom well, and I will never forget what was sacrificed." Frosta begins sending the decorated wooden markers into the pond. They float peacefully in the water.

Holding onto one last marker, Frosta wipes tears from her eyes. "Goodbye Chancellor Vivi. I can only hope you are with my parents and that you are all looking down at me. Please forgive me." Frosta sheds a tear that begins to freeze as her body temperature drops. With powers over ice, Frosta is used to a colder temperature rather than the warmer climate in the Whispering Woods. Her thoughts drift to the night the Horde ambushed Chill. She cannot fathom what Vivi must have been going through as his throat was slit.

Frosta is brought back to reality upon hearing her name. "Frosta! Frosta! Hurry!" Turning to look, Frosta notices Glimmer running towards her. Out of breath Glimmer chokes out, "Hurry. We need you in the throne room. It is urgent." Glimmer races back into the castle. Frosta quickly follows.

Everyone is standing in Queen Angella's throne room. Angella is sitting on her throne with her angelic wings folded downward. Mermista, Perfuma, and Madame Razz stand to the side, their complexions pale. Adora, Bow, and Sea Hawk have their heads hung low while Netossa and the healer Minwu are sitting on a bench. Standing next to Angella is their friend Castaspella from Mystacor, another free kingdom on Etheria. Glimmer rushes into the room with Frosta close behind.

"What is going on? Why is Castaspella here?" Frosta asks noticing everyone's somber mood. "It is nice to see you Frosta, though I wish I was here on more celebratory concerns." Castaspella gives Frosta a hug. Pulling away Frosta looks around, "Darling there is hardly anything to really celebrate about these days. Could someone please tell me what is going on?"

"I had sent some of my mages out on a run for specific ingredients for a spell. They returned with rather awful news. Double Trouble has been 'had' by the Horde. They know she is a spy. They have plans to kill her." Castaspella says this with ease, though it pains her deeply. Everyone is still shocked. Frosta shakes her head, "Impossible. This is a ruse by Hordak." Glimmer is the first to speak up, "It is true. Casta even went to the Sun Tower. Peekablue confirmed it with her vision." That statement is enough to annoy Frosta greatly, "Oh that crackpot? Honestly, I don't even know why we are friends with her."

"It is true though Frosta. Peekablue saw Double Trouble in a cell. She even saw Kowl too. This is very real." Castaspella says, wishing that Frosta would lighten up her attitude towards Peekablue. This bit of information worries Frosta.

Further confirmation is handed out by Adora, "I saw this flyer when we were getting the supplies earlier. It was hanging on a wall inside a bar. It is issued by the Horde and clearly the message is very clear: they are going to execute Double Trouble." Looking over the flyer, Frosta feels her heart grow heavy, "Spira may have annoyed me, but I would never wish this on her. What are we going to do?" Frosta looks over at Angella. Sitting up straight in her throne, Angella whispers, "We are going to save her. She has long risked her life for the Rebellion. We cannot let her down now." Looking over at Adora, Angella asks, "Do you think She-Ra could help?"

"Yes, I am sure she can. Madame Razz and I will find a way to contact her." Motioning towards Madame Razz, Adora tilts her head in some form of knowing communication. They quickly leave the throne room.

Crossing her arms, Frosta asks, "What do the rest of us do? I don't really have a line to powerful women who fly around on unicorns, but I do intend to fight with all I've got." The remaining rebels in the room all nod. Standing up from her throne, Angella looks at the people before her, "We will gather what we need. This execution is going to be open to the public. Knowing Hordak it is meant for fear to be driven home into the hearts of the Etherians that will be there, but I am sure he is expecting a fight. He knows the Great Rebellion will show. We must make sure our numbers are great to put up a decent fight."

Plans are made. Mermista leaves to talk to other members of the rebellion who may be strong enough to fight. Sea Hawk knows his crew of pirates will be ready and able. Perfuma hurries to her courtyard for some flowers. Castaspella talks to Netossa, they are both willing to do whatever it takes to save Double Trouble. Frosta joins as well, full of great determination to make up for the lives that have already been lost. Minwu actually plans on joining as well and leaves to find someone that can look over those who are in the healing rooms.

Bow is ready to fight too. Before Glimmer rushes off for preparations, he tries to catch up to her, "Glimmer, wait. I need to talk to you." Turning to look at Bow, Glimmer puts up a strong front, "About what Bow?" Knowing he has been oblivious to her feelings, Bow wants to begin the process of making it right, "I know we are about to face great challenges, I just wanted to talk about what an idiot I have been. I am so sorry, I had no idea..." Trying to hide her embarassment, Glimmer throws a hand up to stop him, "Don't. Please do not say another word."

Unsure how to handle this current situation, Bow soldiers on, "Glimmer, please. I need to explain, I never meant to hurt your feelings. I had no idea..." Shaking her head vehemently, Glimmer moans, "Stop saying that! I don't care that you had no idea. I don't wish to talk about this. My cousin is a prisoner of the Horde. Right now I do not care about my heart. I do not care about whatever answer you have to give. I just want my cousin home and safe." Glimmer turns to run far away from him. Tears are in her eyes. I am not used to this, I just want a normal life, Glimmer cries to herself.  Staring off into the distance, watching Glimmer turn the corner, Bow mumbles to himself, "Way to go Bow."

***

Alone in her room with Madame Razz, Adora shares her private fears, "Is this really happening? Can it be true that Spira is a prisoner of the Horde? I never should have left her alone. I should have joined her back to the Fright Zone." Madame Razz feels for Adora, "Dearie, none of us knew this was going to happen. Spira has been risking her life as a double agent for a long time. That has been a risk from the beginning. She has us though, and you have She-Ra. We will save her." Adora nods, wanting to believe the words that Madame Razz speaks. We were so close, she helped me to see the Horde's true colors. She has been my friend and I will save her. We've been through too much to give up now, Adora thinks to herself.

Adora looks at Madame Razz, "I will make sure She-Ra shows up. First things first though, we will have to sneak in undetected." Madame Razz nods, they all have a fight before them...

***

Among the dark twisted halls inside the Fright Zone, loud screams can be heard emanating from Catra's room. Earlier in the night, Catra and a group of Horde Troopers had gotten word that a bar owner was handing over supplies and resources to a pirate and potential members of the rebellion. The tip had been true and Catra had fought against Bow and She-Ra. Cursing out loud, Catra is still bitter that the rebels had gotten away.

"Did you actually expect to win Catra?" The hairs on her neck stand on end as Catra turns to see her familiar visitor, Adora. "Not you again. Get out of my head." The image of Adora glides across the room, "It is not that easy Catra. You can't let go of me, now can you?" Catra glares and spits out, "I killed you. If that is not letting go, I do not know what is..." Adora smiles walking closer towards the Horde villainess, "Death is but a new state of being. I'm still here because you want me to be here. You feel guilty. Were there not other plans you would have rather had for me?"

Looking on aghast, Catra growls, "What sort of plans? The kind that are filled with sentiment? I don't want you." Whispering in Catra's ear, Adora grins, "You seemed to want me earlier, when I was on top of you. Remember? Your breathing was hard, your pulse electrified at the prospect of what could happen."

"Disgusting. I would never seek that sort of connection with anyone. That experience is for lesser fools." Catra is angry, she can feel her heart beating faster. Adora continues to whisper, "That is the problem Catra. You hate the very thing that you secretly want." Shaking her head, Catra lashes out at the image of Adora, "I hate you! I have always hated you."

Laughing while missing the swings, Adora grins, "No. I think that hatred is misdirected, don't you? I think the person you really hate is yourself. You refuse to give in and enjoy something that you have felt for a long time. It kills you to want some connection. Any sort of connection." Beginning to shake with anger, Catra spits out, "Get out of my head! Be gone!"

Adora slides right next to Catra, "You should explore more Catra. We are all alien territory. See what is just out there on the horizon..." Catra closes her eyes, the bubbling feeling of magic courses through her body. Releasing a large wave of magic that ripples across the room, Catra screams, "GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" Opening her eyes, Catra looks around her room. Everything is a mess. Items are tossed every which way. There is no sign of Adora.

Catra breathes a sigh of relief, until she feels something on her back. Quickly turning, the Horde member is caught off gaurd. Adora is standing before her, just like before. Adora whispers, "I am not in your head Catra. I'm right in here..." Adora traces a finger over Catra's heart. The mere act creates a wave of revulsion over Catra. I don't want you there, Catra whispers to herself. She begins to claw and scratch at her chest, hoping to reach her heart.

"Catra? Catra?" A voice calls out in the distance. Catra is in a daze until she feels hands start to shake her. "What are you doing to yourself. Catra!" Suddenly everything becomes focused. Catra stares at Entrapta, "What are you doing here?" Entrapta shakes her head, "I heard you screaming. Catra, you are bleeding everywhere, you are cutting yourself."

Looking down at her chest, Catra notices the lines of scratch  and cut marks. The sight of her blood is comforting. "So it appears." Entrapta leaves briefly to get some towels. Catra notices her reflection in the mirror. It is just her. Adora is gone. There is no one else there. Catra has no other choice but to look at herself.

***

Else where across the galaxy on another planet, two estranged family members finish a rather awkward dinner. After Teela dropped dinner at her uncle Fisto's feet, the drunken man quickly sobered up. He realized that his grown niece standing before him was not going to be leaving quickly into the night. After stumbling around a make shift kitchen, Fisto began cooking the animal. At first he was silent, refusing to speak to her. He had no idea why she was even there. During their meal, silence continued to rage its battle between the two.

Eventually the awkward meal ended and now Teela finds herself ready to break the void of silence, "Normally I would continue to play this game with you, but I am here for a reason." Fisto opens a new bottle of spirits and chugs it back liberally, "I have nothing for you."

"I will be the judge of that. It has been a very long time since I last saw you. I seem to recall you being a much more loving man." Fisto burps loudly, "Time changes a person." Shaking her head Teela groans, "Not time. More like circumstances. I am your niece though. Surely I do not deserve such treatment from a man who was once very kind to me."

"Listen kid, that was a long time ago. People change. You look like you've changed. I've changed..." Smirking at her uncle, Teela spits out, "Oh I know you have changed. You reek of alcohol and I think you feel a little too sorry for yourself."

Fisto jumps up loosing some of his balance, "I don't feel sorry for nobody. Now listen young lady, you got some dinner in your gut, now you can go on and leave. There is nothing here for you." Closing her eyes, Teela realizes this journey would not be an easy one, "There is something here for me. I need answers to questions I never knew I would have. I have just found out that my whole life has been a lie and I suspect that you can fill in some of the gaps, since no one else will. Now if I have to, I will go out and hunt a damn meal every night until you stop feeling sorry for yourself and help me. I am not going to leave."

Slamming his giant metal fist onto a table, Teela's uncle shouts, "Damn it! You are annoying, has anyone ever told you that? Damn head strong kid." Fisto accidentally kicks his bottle of hooch over, "Aww shit. Made me spill my drink." Rolling her eyes, Teela grabs another bottle of alcohol and tosses it at her uncle. He quickly grabs ahold of it before it hits the floor. "You don't seem like such a mess after all." Teela grins making direct eye contact with her uncle. Fisto shrugs, "There are some things I don't want broken. Now tell me, how have things been at the great Palace of Eternos? Is Skeletor still trying to make a mess of things?"

Finally, the old man is willing to talk. Teela sits down and shares some information, "No. Skeletor is currently behind bars in the Eternos prison." Fisto is surprised to hear this, "Hot damn. I never would have figured old bone face for a prisoner. How did that happen?" Teela gives away further details, "Well the Masters of the Universe ended up getting help from He-Man, the most powerful man in the universe. We didn't really know where he came from though his appearance is connected to Castle Grayskull. He-Man has actually helped save Eternia on numerous occasions against Skeletor and the Evil Warriors as well as a would-be assualt by the Snake Men."

The mention of the Snake Men gives Fisto the chills, "I hate snakes. So the Snake Men tried to make a come back. Hmm. I remember fighting against the Snake Men many moons ago. Nasty little bastards." Teela nods, "Yes, they are rather troublesome, thankfully though He-Man has really been a great help. Eternia has not had to face any new threats. I take that back, there was a recent invasion attempt by the Horde, though that ended quickly and actually was the catalyst for Skeletor becoming a prisoner. So aside from a few Evil Warriors still on the loose, things have been pretty peaceful."

Nodding at the information, Fisto asks, "So Eternia has this He-Man to save the day. Interesting." Sitting still, Teela adds, "Had. Eternia had He-Man. No one has really seen him in awhile. I guess with the threat of evil vanquished, there is really no need for him..." Something about that statement rings odd for Teela. She just realized that Adam is on another planet and He-Man has faded from everyone's presence. How odd that both men she cares about are no longer around...

"Teela? Are you with me?" Fisto asks looking at his niece. "Excuse me?" Teela realizes that her uncle had asked a question that she missed. Fisto asks again, "How is my brother?"

Pausing before her answer, Teela begins to tell her uncle how Duncan has been doing. The story eventually leads to the knowledge that the Sorceress is Teela's mother and then it is Teela's turn to ask a question, "I have reason to believe that the Sorceress was involved with both you and Duncan. I need to know more of this information, because you could very well be my father." This sudden bomb takes its time to detonate, and when it does Fisto realizes many things. He grabs his bottle of hooch and looks at Teela, "Kid, I think I need a drink. You?" Teela nods and grabs hold of another bottle, pausing before taking a sip. She wonders what happens next, as well as how Adam is doing.

***

Back on Etheria, the prisoners of the Fright Zone get a rude awakening from the Horde. Leech and Grizzlor are rattling the bars of the cells, screaming and growling. The day for an execution has finally arrived. Catra and a gaggle of Horde Troopers follow behind the loud Horde members. Sitting in his cell, Prince Adam listens to them approaching. He knows they are there for Spira. She has become a friend to him in the recent days as they have withered away in the slave cells. He looks across his cell. "Spira." She looks over at him, doing her best to avoid any fear showing through her eyes. "Adam."

They give each other a look. Adam so wishes he had his power sword. He would give anything to turn into He-Man at this moment and end this madness. Instead he watches in horror as her cell is opened. Trying to fight the Horde off, Spira is no match for the group. They kick her down, Catra drags her out by the hair. Spira struggles, still trying to fight, though she eventually gives in. There is no escape for her. Adam throws his hands against his cell, rattling the bars. He shouts out, "Hold on! Hold on to your spirit Spira!"

Dragging Spira down the hall, Catra looks back, "Don't listen to that man traitor. Where you are going, there won't be need for a spirit." Feeling the gravel beneath her body, Spira closes her eyes. Maybe this will all have turned out to be a dream...

***

Meanwhile in the Whispering Woods a group of heroes are ready to embark on their rescue for their friend. Perfuma stands next to Minwu, she turns to him, "I'm so glad you will be joining us." Minwu smiles, unable to do anything else in her presence, "I would follow you into any danger Perfuma." They give each other a look, both realizing that something serious is blooming between them both.

Netossa is all ready to go after visiting Spinnerella in the healing bay. Mermista walks up to the new member of the Rebellion, "Netossa, I am so happy that you found your dear friend." Netossa nods, "Me too Mermista. And what I do today is for her. I will make sure that the Horde pays for the awful things they have done."

Mother and daughter are together discussing final plans, "My dear daughter, I can't believe we will be reunited with Kowl." Angella smiles, hugging Glimmer. Glimmer looks at her mother, "I feel so strong, I know that Spira would be proud." Angella tilts her head completely aware that her daughter has been experiencing all kinds of emotions recently, "Are you alright?" Glimmer looks over towards Bow and then back to her mother, "Yes. I will be fine."

Castaspella and Madame Razz look over a few items. Castaspella seems a bit distant, Madame Razz notices this."Dearie, you with us?" Castaspella shakes her head, "Oh yes, of course I am Madame Razz. I was just remembering something Peekablue said to us awhile back." Madame Razz shrugs as she was not there with the group when they trekked through the Crystal Sands. "What exactly did she say?" Madame Razz asks full of curiosity. Castaspella looks at her dear friends. "Nothing Madame Razz. Let's save Double Trouble." Madame Razz reminds the enchantress, "And Kowl too."

Frosta is trying to fix her cape when Sea Hawk offers to help. "Thank you darling, but I can handle myself." Sea Hawk throws his arms up, "I know, just trying to be helpful." The two make some small talk. Sea Hawk soon motions towards Bow and Adora, "What's the deal with those two?" Frosta looks over and shrugs, "What do you mean?" Sea Hawk whispers, "Well that Bow guy always seems to follow her around like a lost puppy dog." Frosta laughs and pinches the pirate's chin, "It's called love darling. Don't be so dense." Sea Hawk looks back at Bow and Adora.

Adora is unaware of the look she is getting from Sea Hawk, but she is fully aware that Bow is working hard to talk to her. "Adora, I know we are about to be going into battle, but could I just tell you something..." Adora looks at Bow, "I know what you are going to say Bow. And I just want you to know..." They are interrupted by Sea Hawk, "What's going on guys? Are we ready to save one of our own or what?" Bow clenches his teeth while Adora looks at him apologetically. "Yes, we are ready. On to the Fright Zone." Adora says as the group heads out to stop an execution.

***

Spira is hoisted up onto a seat. Hordak is overseeing the whole process as Grizzlor and Leech begin tying tight coils around her wrists and ankles. Hordak sneers, "Oh my dear Spira. The day has finally arrived, your execution. Are you excited?"

"You're a bastard." Spira spits out. She can't move. They have tied her firmly to a large chair that is seated under a skull. Hordak leans over her, "Now that is no way to talk to your former boss. Of course no one can say I never did anything for you. I firmly believe in the power of choices. You see Spira, I want to give people a show. Your death is going to inspire the masses to do the right thing: to follow the word of the Horde. Or face imminent death. The public will see your death and wish to avoid their's at all costs."

"Just kill me now, get it over with." Spira says, sick at just the mere sight of Hordak. Grinning, Hordak snorts, "I won't be killing you Spira. That will be up to you. I believe in the power of choice. Which is why a good old fashioned Horde execution is completely up to the victim. You can choose to die under this skull, that will ooze slime over your body..." Hordak reaches out to stroke Spira's face. She turns her head in disgust.

The Horde leader continues, "I just love slime, it is such an interesting substance. Just a little can lead to mind poisoning while a heavy dose can melt the hair and skin right off your skull." Hordak wraps Spira's hair around his fist. Yanking the hair hard, Spira's head turns to look at the fearsome monster, "Your choice will be to feel your flesh melt away by slime, or you can push this little lever on the arm rest..." Hordak points to a small bone shaped lever on the chair. He then motions towards the ground at two large panels of metal that are different from the rest of the ground.

"As much as I love slime, I also love a good trap door, and this one is my favorite. It will be open during your execution. After pushing this lever, the chair you are in will spring load down to the pit below. You will land on a bed of feathers and soft cushions." Spira looks at Hordak as if he is mad. Hordak snorts out a loud laugh, "No my dear, that would be too nice, now wouldn't it? No, no, below you will find jagged rocks and other debris that will rip your body to pieces. Those will be your choices, very exciting don't you think? I wonder how long you will last under the slime before you take the fall?" Hordak laughs and asks Grizzlor and Leech for any bets.

Spira looks at the Horde members mocking her and awaiting her death. She chokes out, "Laugh. It will be entirely funny when She-Ra arrives to take quick care of you all." Hordak sneers, "I'm hoping on it. I want a rematch, and desire very much to be rid of you all."

Closing her eyes, Spira hopes that She-Ra will show up. Hordak breaks up her thoughts and asks, "Tell me Spira, how did you do it? How were you able to be so perfect at playing a double agent? I truly had no idea."

"It was rather easy to fool someone that is an idiot." Spira spits out, trying to get comfortable, and finding it impossible. "Oh my dear, I am no idiot. And I don't think it was so easy for you. I saw the things you did as a member of the Horde. I saw the people you imprisoned. I watched you torch homes and round people up to be killed. You played your part perfectly. So much potential, and for what? Some information? A waste. Tell me, do the screams of innocents keep you awake at night? Was it all worth it?" Closing her eyes and recalling the things she did to preserve her place as a double agent, Spira nods, "Yes it was worth it. You are no longer able to poison the water supply. Queen Angella is free. The Rebellion is growing in stronger numbers. We have She-Ra. Your days are numbered Hordak."

"Not as numbered as your's my dear Spira." Hordak snorts. Preparing to walk away, Hordak looks back, "The crowd will be here soon. This arena will be packed." Leech and Grizzlor follow behind Hordak. They leave her alone. There are many thoughts racing through her mind.

Inside the Fright Zone, Hordak finds Shadow Weaver. "Weaver, I want full detail on the Fright Zone. We will be having many guests soon and some of them we will want to detain." Shadow Weaver nods, "Everyone will be available except for Multi Bot. I have him in the Horde Labs. The final Winged Warrior is barely hanging on, and he is going to try one last procedure to get the program to work." Hordak nods, pleased that many things seem to be in the Horde's favor.

***

While tied up in the chair, Spira wonders back to a time long past. She recalls one of the first conversations she had with Adora, right after joining the Horde. The two had instantly become friends. "It's easy talking to you Adora, you have been the kindest person here." Smiling at Spira, Adora gave her thanks, "Just wait Spira, everyone is nice here, you just have to get to know them more." The statement had been quite false. Most members of the Horde had not been completely welcoming. In time though the two women had become close. "Adora, you are different."

"What do you mean Spira?" The words had been true, "I just feel like you are destined for great things." Spira had wanted to add, you will be the one to save us, I just know it. It was not by chance that Spira had become friends with Adora during her time with the Horde. There was a light about Adora. Spira sensed it immediately.

"Help me Adora..."

Spira's eyes open as sunlight pours in. Waking from a dream of the past, Spira can hear the noise of a crowd. She looks around in terror. The arena that the execution is taking place has suddenly swollen with people. "How long was I sleeping?" Spira asks out loud, looking out in a sea of faces.

Above the slime filled skull is a balcony. Hordak walks out to address the crowd. Catra, Entrapta, and Shadow Weaver stand behind the Horde leader. Spira can barely make them out, though she can see other members of the Horde standing around in the arena. For a second Spira thinks she notices Adora in the crowd.

Spira is not the only one who notices Adora as well. Scanning over the crowd, Catra feels that she is going mad when she notices a woman that looks just like Adora. "Impossible." Catra whispers. Hordak motions for the crowd to quiet down. "Citizens of Etheria! Please, lend me your attention. Look around you. We are all citizens of Etheria. As citizens of this wonderful world we must remember to work together. Has the Horde not made your lives easier? Are you not better off since the Horde arrived so long ago? I know some of you might be starting to think clearer and as such there might be some confusion. But know this, the Horde is here for all of you. We are in this together. The woman below me is a traitor to the Horde, and as such, a traitor to all of you. She has done unspeakable things, which have made the Horde look unfavorable. Citizens of Etheria, this woman is a member of the Great Rebellion."

Catra has her eyes on the crowd and is fairly certain she can see a woman that looks just like Adora. Excusing herself from the balcony, Catra leaves just as the woman in the crowd disappears. Catra needs to be alone, she is starting to shake. "Get out of my head Adora..."

Overlooking the crowd, Hordak continues, "Is there anything the Great Rebellion will not do? They strive to feed lies to us all. This is why they must be stopped. Starting with the woman below me. This traitor to us all deserves a proper execution." Hordak looks down at the slime, it is almost time...

Suddenly a voice calls out in the crowd. "Hear me, my sisters and brothers!" Hordak scans the arena and stifles a smile. "Perfect." He whispers.

Queen Angella flies up from the sea of people. Some people in the crowd start to mumble, "Is that Queen Angella?" Flying high enough, Angella firmly speaks, "This man lies. The Horde are not here to help us, they never have been. I am Queen Angella of Bright Moon. I was held against my will by the Horde. Freed from my horrific bonds, I am here to implore you all... The Horde will not stop until they have drained this world of its natural resources. They do not seek our betterment. We are filled with stories and I beg of you to create your own story. Rise up and fight against these monsters. We deserve to live in a world full of peace, where we can all live together instead of being picked apart. You all know this to be true, let us rise up together..." The crowd is growing anxious. People are realizing that Angella speaks the truth.

"SILENCE!" Hordak booms, firing out shots from his arm canon. The crowd is growing nervous. Hordak is furious, "Start the execution." Looking over to Entrapta, Hordak groans, "No one leaves this place. Gather up the weak and put them in the slave mines. Kill everyone else. If anyone should escape, let them. Their account of this day will live on. The Horde is playing a new game now."

Off to the side, Catra can hear commotion going on but she does not care. She is looking for someone. Catra has no idea what is happening to her, but she is not going to lose her mind. A sound is heard in the distance, and Catra turns, looking right at She-Ra. In a quick moment, She-Ra pulls back to toss out a huge punch that knocks the wind out of Catra. The princess of power has arrived, ready to save the day.

In the arena Castaspella looks over at Netossa, "Hurry my dear, before the slime leaves the skull."

Spira cannot move but she can see the trap door begin to open at her feet. The gears in the skull start to churn, the slime is making its way down, almost out of the skull's mouth. "No..." Spira trails off. She suddenly hears a scream come from the crowd. Breaking from the mass, Netossa comes running towards the execution. Stopping before the pit, Netossa throws a tiny round ball towards the skull.

Once the ball hits the skull, a micro-lined net is released wrapping around the entire skull, preventing any slime from touching Spira. Hordak catches all of this and screams. Chaos erupts as Horde Troopers open fire on the crowd. Angella swoops down trying to stop any more carnage. Minwu ducks around trying to heal the injured.

Glimmer and Bow look over at Perfuma, "Go, get Kowl." Perfuma, Mermista, Frosta, and Madame Razz take off towards the inner workings of the Fright Zone. They make their way through the crowd, "Hurry, we have to get to the slave cells." Mermista calls out.

In the arena, Angella and Glimmer team up to take down Horde Troopers. Netossa and Bow reach Spira and begin the process of untying her. "Oh thank you." Spira says, shaking. Bow nods but struggles to untie the coils, "Damn it, Netossa you have any undone?" Shaking her head, Netossa groans, "No. These are wrapped so tight. We must hurry though."

Sea Hawk and his crew of pirates bombard the Horde Troopers firing freeze rays and slashing through with swords. Entrapta swoops in ready, whipping people around with her hair. Hordak watches the madness in the distance, he is looking for one special person...

Soon She-Ra makes her appearance known and helps Bow and Netossa free Spira. "She-Ra. I knew you'd show up." Spira smiles weakly. "Are you ok my friend?" She-Ra asks, unsure how strong Spira is. Nodding Spira smiles, "Yes, I am strong enough to fight." Almost free from her seat, a Horde Trooper approaches ready to pull the lever. She-Ra gets Spira free in time, as Bow shoves the Horde Trooper onto the seat as the lever is pushed. Screaming in defeat, the Horde Trooper plummets to the bottom of the pit hitting the rocks hard.

Inside the Fright Zone, the rebels make their way past Horror Hall and come up to the Horde Labs. They have to go through the Horde Labs to make it into the area with the slave cells. Perfuma pauses before going anywhere, "Do you all hear that?" Everyone stops. Frosta shrugs, "Darling, stop fooling around." Perfuma looks inside the Horde Labs. "You all go ahead, I will catch up. Something in the labs, it is calling for me. I need to help." Mermista and Frosta just shrug, as they run off with Madame Razz quickly following.

Perfuma quietly walks into the Horde Labs. Covering her mouth from the stench, Perfuma wants to pass out, "This is more like a torture chamber..." Looking around, Perfuma can see many failed experiments all over the place. There are carcasses and viles of unknown parts lined up against the wall. Perfuma walks slowly and is sad at all the losses of life in this place. Then she comes across an area simply marked Winged Warriors. Sitting in the middle of all this death is a lone cocoon.

"This is where the voice was coming from." The cocoon is too large to carry, so Perfuma produces some flower petals, "Alright Shrinking Violets, do your magic." The flower maiden crumples up the petals and begins to sprinkle them over the cocoon, "Now you are going to feel some pressure, but I will have you back to normal in no time." Perfuma watches the cocoon shrink to a smaller size. Placing the cocoon into a pouch, Perfuma turns to leave, until she hears a sound. Multi Bot enters the Labs, "Who goes there?" Perfuma quickly ducks under a table, trying not to gag from the remains of a failed Winged Warrior looking back at her. She is not sure how she will get out of this one...

Outside in the arena She-Ra, Spira, and Bow fight off some Horde Troopers by the pit while Netossa races off to help Glimmer and Angella. The ground starts to shake, as Grizzlor opens a large gate. A noise rumbles from the darkness, "Mod... U... Lok... Mod... U... Lok... Modulok... Modulok... MODULOK!" Out of the darkness comes this imposing beast made up of multiple body parts. Numerous legs and limbs abound as two heads quickly move around looking at all the potential people to crush. Netossa turns to the sound and chills ring down her spine. "It can't be... The beast from Poft." Netossa loses track of her footing as she stares at the monster that wrecked the sea side village and put her on a painful journey.

Modulok charges through the crowd, slashing and ripping people every which way. Netossa runs right for him, "Do you remember me beast?!" Netossa flings a net over Modulok, catching it off gaurd. Modulok growls, swinging for the captivating beauty. Dodging the attack, Netossa swings in the air, grabbing a gun on the ground. Taking aim, Netossa fires over and over again. Modulok swings around and bats an arm at Netossa. Sea Hawk catches this scene and leaps into the air with his sword. Slicing an arm off, Modulok recoils in pain. Sea Hawk looks at his friend, "Netossa, are you alright?"

Picking herself up, Netossa nods "Yes. We must kill this thing, this is the beast that attacked that night!" The two rebels look on in awe as Modulok scoops up his arm on the ground and places it somewhere else on its body. The skin opens up and receives the arm. Fully working again, the arm moves just as quickly as before. Sea Hawk looks at Netossa, "This might be harder than I thought." They jump in fighting the beast for all they've got.

Across the arena, Shadow Weaver raises her wand and prepares to cast a deadly spell on Angella and Glimmer. A hand grabs hold of Weaver's wrist, "I don't think so Light Spinner." Shadow Weaver turns to look at an old friend, "Ah, Castaspella. No one has called me by my old name in quite some time..." Castaspella grits her teeth, "Such a shame you took on a new moniker. Of course I guess that suits the new you." Shadow Weaver breaks free, "Unhand me Castaspella. We have unfinished business." Castaspella nods, "That we do." Shadow Weaver screeches as a beam of electric energy shoots from her wand. Castaspella dodges it, and creates a whirlwind of electirc fire around her, unleashing it towards Shadow Weaver. The two women engage in magical combat...

Inside the Fright Zone, the Rebels make it to the slave cells. "Hurry, this way!" Mermista calls out as they race down the cells. "Kowl, if you can hear us, say something!" Madame Razz shouts. Frosta motions to her friends, "We have company." Some Horde Troopers try to stop the Rebels from going any further, Frosta takes care of them with her powers of ice, "We'll be out of here before they thaw."

Soon the rebels hear Kowl's familiar voice. "Here! He's here!" Madame Razz shouts with glee. Kowl looks out from the cell. Mermista grins, "Oh Kowl! It is so good to see you!" The rebels manage to free the colorful talking owl, when another voice calls out, "Wait. Let me go too." Frosta looks over at a blonde muscular man imprisoned in a cell, "We don't have time to let you out." Kowl quiets the room, "There is always time. We must find a way to free everyone in these cells. It would not be right." Madame Razz nods. Frosta mutters, "Fine, someone better do something fast." 

Twitching her nose, Madame Razz crosses her fingers, "I hope this spell will work, hold onto your britches dearies!" After chanting out a few words, the row of cell doors begin to shake. In no time at all the cell doors explode open. Prisoners find themselves free. There are cries of joy and excitement everywhere. "We are free! We are free!" Frosta nods, "That is fine and all, but you are all on your own. Get out now, while you can." Mermista agrees, "And try to follow us to the Whispering Woods if you can. Let's go get Perfuma." The rebels turn to leave. The blonde muscular man quickly stops Madame Razz, "Thank you." Madame Razz looks at the man, something sees so familiar about him, "You're welcome dearie." They run off as Prince Adam watches them leave. He follows behind, wondering how he will escape...

Inside the Horde Labs, Perfuma quietly crawls to the escape door. Multi Bot walks around the lab and realizes that the remaining Winged Warrior is missing, "Hmm. This is not good." Perfuma is close to escaping, when she feels a cold metal hand wrap around her foot, "And look what we have here." Perfuma screams as Multi Bot tosses her across the room. Scrambling to get up, Perfuma panics as the large two-headed robot approaches her. Swinging multiple arms at her, Perfuma dodges the attack. "You don't want to mess with me." Perfuma says.

Multi Bot looks at the flower maiden, "After scanning you, we have come to the conclusion that you do not pose a threat, other than the fact that you have an annoyingly sweet odor." Perfuma smirks, "Really? That's it. I'm soo much more than a scent." Perfuma quickly releases a pocket of flower bombs and tosses them towards Multi Bot. They explode on impact causing flashes of light and a heavy smoke to fill the room. Multi Bot screeches, "Our system! It is malfunctioning!" The robot shuts down.

Perfuma quickly leaves and runs into her friends just in time. "Perfect timing!" Mermista shouts. Perfuma looks back at all the freed prisoners, "I see you found more than just Kowl." Frosta nods, "Yes darling. It appears that even rebels have a conscious." Perfuma reaches out to hug Kowl, "So glad to see you!" The rebels race out, heading towards the arena.

She-Ra, Bow, and Spira continue to fight by the pit, tossing numerous Horde Troopers into the deadly space below. Catra soon lunges from the balcony knocking Bow to the ground. She kicks him to the side and soon sets her sights on She-Ra and Spira. "Don't even think about it Catra. Just give it up." Spira says.

Catra purrs, "Now why would I do that?" The villainess lunges towards the two women, slicing her sword through the air. She goes after both She-Ra and Spira. Soon the numbers are even as Entrapta joins in the mix, "I believe in fair fights." Entrapta slaps at Spira with her hair. Waving it away Spira groans, "Now that hardly seems fair!" Spira moves out of the way as the living hair hits Catra. The four women continue to fight each other. Hordak is in the distance taking everything in, doing what he does best, calculating his next move...

Sea Hawk and Netossa are able to stun Modulok for the time being. They race to help Angella and Glimmer from an attack by Mantenna and Leech. Castaspella makes quick work of Shadow Weaver. Grizzlor is about to slice Bow with a machete, but Bow fires a stun arrow at the hairy beast. The rebels exit out of the Fright Zone to witness what is transpiring out in the arena. Prince Adam notices the fight by the open pit. His eyes catch hold of She-Ra, and he finds himself mesmerized. Could that be... he wonders.

Entrapta is kicked hard in the stomach by Spira. Catra tries to lob a magical sphere towards both She-Ra and Spira. It backfires and knocks Entrapta out. She-Ra shouts and finally lands a swift kick towards the feline, knocking her against a wall. Catra slumps to the ground, dazed.

Both She-Ra and Spira are out of breath. They have been fighting for what seems like an eternity. The two friends look at each other, "You ok?" She-Ra asks as Spira nods. "Yes, I am fine. Just like I knew. You saved us." The two women hug each other. Spira breaks away to look at She-Ra, "I know who you really are. I know that you are Adora." She-Ra looks surprised, unsure how Spira has found out. Spira smiles touching She-Ra's face, "This is the light. I saw it the first time I met you. Oh Adora, I knew you would save us. You are amazing..."

Spira looks past She-Ra, something has caught her eye in the brief distance. Hordak is standing across the pit with a giant skull crossbow. He fires a metal arrow. "She-Ra!" Spira screams. It happens in an instant, yet time seems to stand still. Everyone is looking on in horror, unable to help. Spira shoves She-Ra to the ground as the metal arrow hurtles itself through Spira's chest. Looking down at her wound, Spira starts to feel the spirit leave her body. I can't catch it fast enough... Turning to look at everyone, Spira looses her balance. She-Ra screams and reaches out to catch her friend. It is too late, Spira is too weak. She falls into the pit below, landing on the jagged rocks. She-Ra can only scream.

Adam looks on in the distance, sadness smeared across his face. Glimmer cries out in pain and rushes to the pit. Angella holds her daughter back. Mermista and Perfuma fall to the floor. Frosta can not move. Madame Razz and Kowl have tears streaming down their face. Bow runs towards She-Ra. Netossa and Sea Hawk look after everyone, realizing that they will need to all leave before it is too late for all of them. Minwu wonders if he can heal Spira, though he knows instantly that it is too late. Castaspella looks on in shock, realizing that Peekablue's glimpse into the future had been all too true.

She-Ra stands tall, looking across the pit at Hordak, "You..." She is seething with anger. Hordak snorts, "That's right my dear. Build that anger up, unleash it on me!" Hordak pulls out Adam's power sword, inviting She-Ra for a battle. "Don't do it She-Ra, it is a trap!" Glimmer screams.

Adam looks on in the distance and can see that Hordak is weilding his sword, he whispers to himself, "Time to get it back." She-Ra jumps over the pit, sliding towards Hordak. They stand up staring at each other, "I will kill you Hordak." Continuing to grin, Hordak realizes something. "I can't believe it. This whole time... The truth was staring right at me... You are Adora... Impossible!" Hordak is not sure how he knows this, but he does. They both raise their swords up and with each mustering as much strength as they can, both collide their powers swords together. The act causes a power wave to reverberate knocking everyone in the arena to the ground. Hordak's head is ringing. Unconscious from the sheer forces of two similar powers colliding, Hordak is motionless. She-Ra staggers up and looks at Hordak's sword, "How did he get that?" She asks out loud. Feeling a little weak, She-Ra picks the sword up. "This is so much like my sword..." She-Ra stumbles, but still holds onto both power swords. Bow and Angella approach, "She-Ra, are you alright?"

Turning to look, She-Ra notices that many people are injured. She also remembers that Spira fell down the pit, "We have to get Spira..." Angella shakes her head, wiping away some tears, "No, Spira is gone. We can't get to her. She-Ra, I don't want to do this, but we have to get out of here." Bow nods, "Yes, She-Ra, we've taken too much of a beating. We must hurry." She-Ra turns to look at the pit. She is unable to look down, but she knows Spira's body is there. It is all too much, there is too much happening all at once. The Rebels converge around She-Ra, helping her up. Many things need to be taken care of, but for now the most important thing is to escape. Adam watches on as the Rebels leave.

A mass of people are hurrying to escape the Fright Zone before they can be rounded up. While trying to catch up, Adam gets lost in the crowd. No one notices, and why would they? She-Ra has no idea that she was a few yards away from her brother...

Back in the arena, Shadow Weaver approaches a dazed Hordak, "Mighty Hordak, the Rebels have escaped." Hordak can barely hear her. The ringing in his head is too loud. In fact, he can't even recall what happened mere moments ago. "Why is there ringing in my head Shadow Weaver?" Hordak snorts, while trying to stand up. He falls back to the ground. Shadow Weaver looks around at all the destruction. She calls out to Catra, "Get up. We need to take care of a few things." Catra looks around, "Where are the rebels?" Shadow Weaver is battle worn, "They have escaped. For now..."

***

In the depths of space, a small ship is close to entering a planet's atmosphere. Inside the tiny ship, Sweet Bee looks at her co-pilots, "We are preparing to descend. Are we ready?" After they were shot at by a large ship in space, the members of the Hive floated towards a planet that would provide them with enough resources to be back on their journey. Stingor looks over at Sweet Bee, "Yes, let's get ready for a safe landing." They had to conserve fuel and their food. They had no way of knowing what would be awaiting them on this new world. Honey Comb calls out, "Alright, we are entering the atmosphere, prepare for landing." Sweet Bee nods.

The ship enters the world as the three pilots navigate towards a location for perfect landing. Something goes horribly wrong though. The ship starts to rattle heavily. "What is happening?" Sweet Bee calls out. Stingor pauses, "I'm not sure. The ship is suddenly losing control!" They have no idea what is occuring. Sweet Bee takes action though and prepares for impact. Their control systems are buzzing and short circuiting. No amount of training would save them now. The three pilots reach out and squeeze each other's hands as the ship makes impact. All they can see is whiteness. The landing is hard and parts of the ship shatter. The last thing Sweet Bee remembers is Stingor's happiness over finally getting a date with her, and then there is darkness...

***

After the ringing has worn off, Hordak demands an audience with Shadow Weaver. "How are you mighty Hordak?"

"I'd rather not say Weaver. I cannot remember what happened. The sword is gone. She-Ra did something to me, my memory is faltered. What of the prisoners?" Shadow Weaver hangs her head low, "They are gone. Many things have gone awry mighty Hordak." Slamming his fists down, Hordak shouts, "Damn those Rebels! This was not supposed to happen. At least tell me that you retrieved the body."

"Yes. The body was removed from the pit." Hordak grins, "Wonderful. Begin the process of reanimation." Shadow Weaver pauses, "But Hordak, you are asking me to do something that has little history of working successfully. I don't believe this will work in our favor. This will require a certain amount of dark magic, we could end up creating a monster..." Hordak glares at Shadow Weaver, "I don't care. You will do as I say. Now go and reanimate the lifeless Spira. I still have uses for her." Shadow Weaver turns to leave as Hordak snorts out a trail of laughter that echoes throughout the Fright Zone. The battle between the Horde and the Great Rebellion has only just begun...