[h2]The Museum[/h2]
"Oh, well when you put it that way, I guess I really sho- Sweetie, Gunk Shot the little brat. We can't have her getting in the way of our plans."

Sweetie, once again, blasted out with a tremendous stream of toxic slime, this time aimed for Dlanor. Angels were pretty close to fairy-types, the Rocket Grunt figured, so it couldn't be too far off to assume that the dragon-felling poison of a Pokemon she raised like her own child would work wonders. As the toad fired, the Rocket Grunt tossed two more Pokeballs into the air.

"Don't worry about making it double... I'm gonna provide THREE times the trouble! [url=http://i.imgur.com/aEQiEmH.png]Shedinja![/url] [url=http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/board8/images/4/4d/Crobat.png/revision/latest?cb=20141204135207]Babs![/url] It's time to party!"

[b]SOIYA! PINECONE SQUASH![/b]

Meanwhile, the Kurokage Trooper jumped from the shadows, flourishing his spear at as a tremendous pinecone formed of destructive energy formed on the end, leaving a trail of missing ground as he continued his flight towards Kiba.

[b]CONNECT... NOW![/b]

All of this was a distraction, however, as a golden magic circle opened beneath the throne, which fell through from a tremendous suction before the gate shut.
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[h2]Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria[/h2]
The throne, like anything traveling into this universe, landed with a thud on the floor of the men's room handicap stall. A number of Shocker Grunts stood ready, pulling the throne out and putting it on the stage- where the animatronics surrounded it. There was going to be a meeting very shortly after this. 
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[h2]The dMP[/h2]

The fights... were looking pretty grim for the Black Mist Federation. [url=http://vignette1.wikia.nocookie.net/ultra/images/e/ea/Hell_Fresh_Blood.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20131001224953]Red Bloody Hell[/url] was caught in [url=http://vignette1.wikia.nocookie.net/kinnikuman/images/0/04/Anaconda.gif/revision/latest?cb=20080409192010]Boaconda's[/url] coils, and they were only drawing tighter. Sunshine chuckled, leaning back in his seat.

"You know, old man, maybe it's best to just throw in the towel. Boaconda's really putting the squeeze on your boy, and I don't think he can take it at his age."

"You're one to talk, Sunshine. My Red Bloody Hell... is about to show you his TRUE POWER!"

The man in the suit designed to mimic the veins of the human body grunted, as he strained against the snakeborg's coils. Slowly but surely, they were pushed apart, and Red Bloody Hell jumped out, grabbing a folding chair from ringside and smashing into Boaconda's face when the snake made a move to strike. While the snakeborg was still stunned, Red Bloody Hell grabbed him by the throat and performed a devastating Back Breaker... one so devastating, that Boaconda's tail came lose with a sickening sound of wrenching metal. Oil and serpent's blood poured out onto the mat as Sunshine gasped in horror. Red Bloody Hell wasn't finished, and he was lifting Boaconda's torso overhead.

"I don't believe it! That move... It's not possible! Not even the BMF would do something like that!"

From the announcer's booth, Mack Metaphor stared in terror.

"Doc, I don't think I believe my eyes! It's... It's... horrifying! And he's not even done yet!"

"I'm afraid not, Mack. I almost feel sorry for Boaconda- this isn't a move you can walk... er, slither away from."

Soon, however, Satan Demon was standing, cackling and pointing to the arena with his swordcane.

"BEHOLD, SUNSHINE! GAZE UPON [b]BLACK MIST EXECUTION #7: THE BURNING HAMMER![/b]"

Red Bloody Hell proceeded to jump towards the ceiling, leaning towards his side as he dropped a full six feet, driving Boaconda's head into the canvas... and repeating the move, again and again, before with one final crack, the snakeborg's head was driven through the mat. Letting out an evil laugh, Red Bloody Hell raised his sword and glared at the camera. Boaconda's body sparked for a moment before violently exploding... his head landing in the lap of a very nervous sunshine.

"Perhaps, you sandy septuagenarian... It is time YOU threw in the towel."