At last, it's been so long, he thought. Many years had passed since his last humiliating defeat against Gusty the Great. He has since risen back and will not be defeated again. He'll make sure of it. Now he's back, with not only a large deadly alliance but an army. The ponies won't see this coming. But first, he needs to see an old friend of his.
Trudging through a cobblestone path, he comes across a deserted graveyard. Entering through it, he begins to look for a certain tombstone. Searching for around half an hour, he finally found the one.
HERE LIES BRAY, TRAITOR OF DONKEYKIND AND A WILLING SERVANT TO EMPEROR GROGAR
"Why hello there, willing servant of mine. Or perhaps, there's this tinge of regret you may have? All you are doing is trying to earn my respect for all I have done are nothing but planning and almost vaporizing you. Maybe I was a bit harsh on you. Anyway..."
Grogar's horns lit up as he begins to cast a spell. He zapped it at the tombstone, and the latter is engulfed in yellow magic aura, reaching deep into the buried soil.
Emerging from it is a bony foreleg, grabbing at the soil as it struggles to pull the rest of itself out. Once fully emerged, the donkey skeleton began to grow masses of tissue out of seemingly nowhere from the inside, slowing regenerating into a full-bodied adult donkey. The resurrected servant only known as Bray opened his eyes and looked around at where he was standing before looking at himself to realise that he should not have been here.
"Welcome back to the land of the living, old friend," chuckled the necromancer.
"That voice... It can't be... It's not possible..." trembled Bray.
"The one and only. Now come my lackey, we have a world to conquer."
When Grogar came back to his own headquarters along with Bray, he witnessed that it has been packing with villains of all sorts, shapes and sizes.
"Excellent Eris, you did well," commended Grogar.
Eris, who was sitting at a stone chair, looking at her claws and holding her staff in another hand looked up and rose from her seat.
"The pleasure is all mine, Emperor Grogar, although we have a few latecomers..."
"I can wait, in the meantime, would you like to introduce your new partners to me?" asked Grogar politely.
"Certainly, ROLL CALL!" Eris announced loudly.
One by one, the villains introduced themselves, including two shadowy beings in the shape of ponies, a floating mass of dark cloud with arms, two Storm guards, three bird-like creatures with dog heads, a Thracian ruler and a earth pony with a green coat, red eyes and a white mane tied back into a short ponytail.
"I'm Queen Bumble, and these are my finest guards, Sting and Pointer," said the queen bee while gesturing to the bee soldiers behind her.
"Crunch, guardian of the diamond dogs, not sure why I feel angry today..."
"King Charlatan, I will help you liberate your forces from these vile ponies!"
.......
After a brief moment of awkward silence, Eris whispered some words into Grogar's ear.
"The both of them? Okay, yes. Ahem, continue," stuttered the ram.
"I am Squirk, and this is my lackey Crank."
"Lavan, I can't wait to get back at them," thundered the lava demon.
"I'm the Jewel Wizard, I loves jewels. Yeah, that's all I have."
"The name's Zeb, I was once a master thief before I retired."
"Ah yes, steal from the rich and give to the poor, am I right lad?" laughed Charlatan.
Zeb only looked at him with a unamused expression on his face.
"Katrina, former sorceress at Panthera before they ousted me. This is my husband Rep of Klugetown."
"Hi," Rep waved.
"Gock!"
"Gluda!"
"And we are the Gizmonks! We makes stuff!" they both chimed.
Hmmm, engineers. They'll prove useful to my cause, thought Grogar.
"I'm Zappityhoof, and these are my friends, Goldcap and Decepticolt."
Immediately after the blue unicorn's name was uttered, the entire room was filled with laughter, save for Zappityhoof and Goldcap.
"You got to be kidding me," Decepticolt grumbled.
"Anyway, we, the Pseudocorns, have a dream. Of becoming alicorn princesses."
Again, the room was filled with loud laughter.
"Hey! I think it was ambitious! We almost managed to become one thanks to Cosmos' teachings," snapped Zappityhoof.
"I did? I mean of course I did!" boasted Cosmos.
"A divine being of malice teached three lowly unicorns of dark, ritualistic magic? Maybe you aren't so bad after all," said Grogar, who was impressed.
"I'm Shrock, and this is Krock and Chock, and we are the Raptorians," said the red bird-like creature with fancy hair, "We used to work under Princess Porcina of the Pig Kingdom, but we left her as we are tired of being bossed around."
"And honestly," Chock, who has a mop hairstyle, added, "We don't give a darn about how beautiful the princess looked."
"And actually, she's horrendous no matter how much makeup she puts on," finished Krock, who's head truly resembles a dog.
"Well now, by working with me, I assure you, you'll all get bragging rights, I promise you," entreated the ram.
"Oh boy, finally!" Shrock cheered, "No more bathing her, no more doing her hooves and no more berating us!"
The thin cloud creature was the next to speak, "My name is Strife, and I served under the Storm King."
"Emphasise on 'served'," one of the Storm guards spoke up.
"Silence! You are nothing but lowly guards to expend upon!" shrieked Strife, pointing his finger accusingly at the guard who taunted him.
"Said the right hand man who betrayed his master," the guard retorted back.
Patience waning bit by bit, Grogar zapped at the ground in between the two to break up the fight.
"Enough! Now's not the time to fight, we have to work together. You! Storm guards, what are your names?" he asked with a thundering voice.
"Oh um, I'm Ralph, and this is my friend Sam. We used to work under the Storm King as well before we had to take up minimum wage jobs in Klugetown," the more feisty guard replied.
"Oh don't worry about that, soon your pay will be even higher, perhaps even prestigious. Anyway, what about you, weird green pony?" inquired the ram.
The green pony looked at his hoof until he heard Grogar call for him. He then stopped what he was doing and stepped forward, raising his right foreleg to his chest as he presented himself.
"I may look... strange... as other ponies had said, but you may simply call me Beezen. I am nothing but a humble businesspony."
"Something tells me that this is far from what he claims, I can feel it," commented Cozy Glow, who felt chills running down her spine.
"State your business, Beezen," declared Grogar.
"You could ask me more politely but anyhow, I owned or rather, formerly owned a factory that manufactures magic paint. Any surface the paint coats will make that surface or even non-living objects as a whole come to life. Pretty neat huh?"
Grogar only looked on unimpressed, "And what use do I have for magic paint? Art?"
"Ah, you misunderstand," claimed Beezen, "For there is art everywhere in the world around you. You can create anything, you are their creator, and when they try to resist, they can't, for they lack any sort of intelligence or sentience."
Grogar put a hoof to his beard and pondered for a bit, reconsidering his views on Beezen.
"Very well," answered the necromancer, "Perhaps, you do have a point. Nonetheless, if you have deceived me, I won't hesitate to vaporize you."
"Trust me, you won't regret this."
"Next!" yelled the ram.
An elderly greyish pony stepped forward and raised his right forehoof.
"I am King Diomedes of Thrace, and I want to assist you in purging friendship from our lands!"
Grogar, usually stoic and unflinching, was actually surprised by what he heard. Nevertheless, he regained his composure just as quick.
"Well then, do elaborate, your Highness," Grogar mused.
"You see, friendship, IS A DISEASE!" proclaimed Diomedes loudly.
Chrysalis gasped. "You think so too?! Finally, someone gets it!"
"Friendship makes us soft, and if we're soft, how do we defend our lands from being conquered?!" he boomed, "Just look at the Sun and Moon Princesses, not only are they weak, but they also chose an even weaker and inept leader! They even corrupted my daughter! I had no choice but to lock her up in her own room."
Cozy looks taken aback by what she had heard.
"Um, by locking her up, you mean grounded right? Cause I get that a lot," she inquired.
"I don't know what 'grounded' means but yes I indeed locked her up."
"Oof," Cozy puffed.
"Interesting. Very well, Diomedes, you are now an invaluable ally to all of us. Together, we shall create a better world for every creature," dictated Grogar.
"I shall do only what's best for my citizens, whether they like it or not. I'm never wrong," bowed the Thracian King.
Grogar then pointed to two shadowy beings in the shape of ponies.
"You two, state your names."
The two shadowy ponies were hideous from head to toe, although one of them stepped forward while also shape-shifting into a more normal form that's tolerable to look at.
"Hello, I'm Rabia and this, is my wonderful daughter Ira. We are both Umbrum, I am their leader. Finally, I'm also the mother of Sombra. Isn't that right my son?"
Upon hearing that, Sombra tilted his head with a confused look on his face.
"Mother? I don't have a mother," he scoffed.
"Really? You don't remember us? Not even your childhood where you've been nothing but chastised, isolated and ousted from other ponies?" asked Rabia.
The memory of what he saw in Radiant Hope's vision appeared in his mind, breaking his composure a little. For the first time ever in a thousand years, he felt a sense of loss and despair.
What's this feeling, I don't even, he wondered to himself.
"No, I don't remember, you're lying! I am the King of the Crystal Empire! It is my destiny!" Sombra shouted, not showing his fear in front of the others.
"No, your true destiny is to let darkness envelope all," implored Rabia, who is flying towards his direction and encircling him, "Have you ever wondered why you were even made in the first place? Why you didn't have parents? Why you were different from other ponies even though you look like a unicorn?"
Rabia's words pierced through his heart, now he's shuddering and shivering a little. But he refused to snap, refused to break down. All should fear Sombra, not the other way around. And yet, he couldn't deny that everything that he thought he knew about himself was one gigantic lie. Was he not the king he was born to be? Was he even a unicorn? Did he always had a friend who genuinely trusted him? Many of those thoughts were swirling in his head, it was dizzying. The once indomitable king is starting to lose his composure. Then came one final sentence from the Umbrum leader's mouth.
"Sombra, I really am your mother."
"No.... It can't be, it's not possible!" wailed Sombra.
"Search your feelings in that black heart of yours, brother. You know it to be true," cajoled Ira, flying to stand beside her mother.
Sombra tried as he may to hold back his tears, but to no avail. He finally broke down and shown his weakness to all the other felons around him. As such, he also felt embarrassed about it.
"Golly, that's one way to make him snap," commented Cozy.
"Compared to you, I didn't even think it was possible to tick him off," added Chrysalis.
"Do Umbrums even have feelings other than hate?" Tirek speculated, also surprised that Sombra, a creature born out of nothing but darkness to be even capable of feeling sadness.
Grogar trotted up to Sombra to smack him in the face with his forehoof.
"Ow! That hurt more than my dispelling!" cried the King.
"Now's not the time to show weakness you imbecile, I cannot afford an ally that loses to feelings," informed Grogar, "Know who your enemies are, they never cared about you all because you are weird and different."
"Hey! I'm not weird! Just....different...." rebutted Sombra.
"Of course you are! Now tell me, how does that make you feel?" asked Grogar calmly.
"Angry?" the shadow king answered.
"And what do you do when someone makes you angry?"
"Start an angry mob?"
Grogar smacked him a second time.
"No! You exact revenge! You take out your anger on those who have wronged you. Show them no mercy," preached Grogar.
"Yes, you're right, I am Sombra, I am the king! I was destined to rule over the Crystal Empire! And now they will bow to me! Kneel before Sombra! I shall tell them, kneel!" bellowed Sombra, his resolve now restored.
"Excellent, now Eris, is that every creature?" asked Grogar.
"Almost, there is one more. He should be coming in 3, 2, 1..."
As the countdown hits zero, a cloudy creature rushed in, carrying a sack that seems to be moving on his back.
"Whew! I apologise for my tardiness, but I did say I will bring a friend along."
As Erebus said that, his eyes darted towards a zebra he knew too well.
"Zeb?" asked the cloud demon.
"Well, well, if it ain't my old friend, Erebus," replied the zebra, "How's that bottle for you, comfy?"
"Well not exactly, but in many, many years, you'll get used to it," shrugged Erebus, "Anyway, the reunion isn't over yet, I've brought someone you may know all too well."
Erebus then dropped the sack on the stone floor. Wriggling out of it was a white earth pony with a peach coloured curly mane and wearing glasses.
"Pah! Who is uncouth enough to try and dare to- Gah!" yelped the earth pony, who stumbled back onto the stone floor upon seeing the villains in front of him.
"Wait a minute, is that.....Svengallop?" questioned Cozy Glow, surprised by that revelation.
"Wait, that maniacal filly, that insect queen, and that demonic centaur?! How? What's going on?!" Svengallop panicked, unsure of what he was witnessing.
"Well ha-cha-cha! Even better! I've missed you, Knight Shade," taunted Zeb.
"Hold up, this guy, who has managed countless pop stars, is the legendary pop star of Rock 'n' Roll Knight Shade himself??" Cozy gasped.
"Well, cat's out of the bag, no pun intended miss kitty," stated Svengallop, "but yes I was the one and only Knight Shade."
"But before that, he was a phony pony full of baloney known as Pony Baloney," Erebus chimed in.
Suddenly, the entire room was filled with loud laughter and wheezing. Only Svengallop wasn't part of it, covering his face in embarrassment.
"At least my name is cooler than that!" commented Decepticolt.
After the laughter subsided, Grogar spoke up, "You serious?"
"Oh absolutely," chuckled Zeb who put his hoof around Svengallop, "As a really young colt, he despised the unfortunate name his parents gave him, and as a result was bullied for it. I feel bad for him really. Never was he accepted into any job because of it, and that's where he found us...."
"...And here we are, the band's back together again," finished Zeb.
After a lengthy story detailing Svengallop's rise and fall from fame, Grogar then made an announcement.
"If that is every creature here, then I shall introduce to you a few more allies to our cause, Eris, Chrysalis and Sombra! Have you brought what I needed?"
The three of them stepped forward, each carrying the items Grogar requested.
"I got the logs."
"I got those Plunderseeds."
"I brought the remains of the Storm King."
Upon hearing of this familiar adversary, Katrina spoke up.
"The Storm King? The one who conquered my homeland and countless others? He's...dead?"
"Not for long," dictated the necromancer, "For I shall bring him back, stronger than ever."
Some of the villains gasped, others awed and oohed.
"But first, I shall start by recreating a twisted and most vile version of our most hated and mutual enemies. Chrysalis! The logs, put them down."
Chrysalis did as Grogar instructed, and with that he began to cast a spell on it.
The logs glowed with a corresponding bright light, blinding some of the villains that they had to shield their eyes. They floated above the ground and the light from them extruded, forming what appears to be limbs, tails, their heads and other appendages exclusive to their corresponding race.
After the spell completed, the new equine beings slowly descended back onto the ground. Eyes initially closed before slowly opening as they reawaken from their once long slumber.
"Is that?" Cozy began in awe.
"I don't believe this," Tirek continued.
"My children, they live!" Chrysalis yelped in excitement.
"Your what?!" the filly and centaur replied in surprise.
In front of the villains were nearly identical doppelgangers of their worst enemies. The only differences are their coats being less saturated, some of the colouring such as from their cutie marks being off colour, and they're also wearing clothing coloured in black. The duplicate alicorn is wearing some tattered footwear and a scarf, the unicorn is wearing a cape, the blonde earth pony is wearing a black stetson and a bandanna, the not-so-shy pegasus is wearing a headband and also some tattered footwear, the unhappy, fluffy maned, earth pony is wearing a tattered bandanna and a ribbon tied at the base of her tail and finally, the overconfident pegasus wears both tattered neckwear and all four footwear on herself.
"Where? What's going on? Are we, living again?" asked the off colour alicorn, who is obviously the leader of the group.
Just as Chrysalis was about to greet them, Grogar shoved her aside, much to her chagrin. He then approached them to introduce himself.
"I am Grogar, former ruler of the now gone Tambelon, I have brought you back from your....vegetative state. To say the least."
While slightly insulted by that remark, the faux alicorn kept her cool.
"Well thanks, Grogar. But pray tell, why are we here anyway? Because I ain't planning to serve that insect once more."
Chrysalis was about to lash out at the Twilight Sparkle clone for her insolence but both Cozy and Tirek restrained her.
"Oh, you won't be working under her, you'll be working with her. Here in this very alliance of ours, all are equal in the playing field," Grogar assured.
"Is that so?" asked Mean Twilight, uncertain.
"But of course, join us, and I'll grant you anything you desire," entreated the ram, who extended his hoof towards her, "So what do you say?"
Mean Twilight thought about the offer for a moment before extending her own hoof to accept it.
"You got yourself a deal, what do you say girls?"
"Anything you say," deadpanned Mean Pinkie.
"Alright! I'm gonna mess them up real good," exclaimed Mean Fluttershy, clapping her hooves together.
"Gems?!" squealed Mean Rarity, who seemed overexcited.
"No way, ain't gonna be part of that," complained Mean Rainbow Dash.
"What she said!" agreed(?) Mean Applejack.
Mean Twilight simply rolled her eyes at her subordinates' shenanigans, before saying, "Basically, they said yes."
"What?! You can't be serious?!" exclaimed Mean Rainbow.
"What she said!" Mean Applejack agreed(?) once more.
Mean Twilight beckoned for her 'friends' to huddle up for a private meeting.
"Look, Rainbow I get it, that's who you are but honestly, looking at you AJ, we aren't strong enough even on our own to rise up to Grogar so until then we need to work together, even with these guys, understood?"
The rest of the Mean Six nodded in agreement including Dash and Applejack.
"Alrighty then," concluded Mean Twilight as she turned back towards Grogar, "We're in."
"Excellent," acknowledged Grogar, "Oh and one more thing, don't ever even think about betraying me, I brought you back with my magic, I can also easily undo it. Understand?"
Twilight nodded in silent agreement.
"Great, now then. Eris! Bring me the remains of the Storm King."
Grogar commanded Eris to drop the remains on the ground and with that, his horns glowed and he began to cast a spell on it.
The dust and debris glowed yellow with Grogar's magic, each shattered piece moving and reforming back into the shape of the Storm King's being. A symbol also appeared beneath the statue's feet. Lightning struck its head from above. A strong gust of wind blew around the cavern. During all of those events, Grogar was chanting an incantation. The villains all look at the necromancer and his magic in awe, bewildered by his sheer power.
After what seemed like nearly half an hour, the glow on the statue has faded, revealing the Storm King in flesh and blood. His frozen expression of fear subsided, as he realised what has happened.
"Am I?" quavered the Storm King, wiggling his fingers to make sure that he was indeed alive and well, "I am! Yeehaw! The Storm King's back, baby! Back from the dead! Woo, woo woo!"
As he yell in triumph, the Storm King performed his victory dance which consisted of him pelvic thrusting. Chrysalis and Tirek had to cover Cozy's eyes by stretching their leg/arm over her face but Cozy just peeked over them.
"But wait, who would revive this really handsome and amazing yeti such as myself?" entreated the Storm King.
"It was me, Grogar, I was the one who brought you back," announced the ram.
"Is that so, Grogar? Because if you're thinking that I'm simply gonna bow to-"
"We aren't bowing to him," Sombra cut him off, "We are working together. But trust me, it ain't worth it pal."
"Tch, well fine, by the way you have a lovely little group here. What's your name little filly?" the Storm King prodded.
"I'll introduce you to the rest later," beckoned Grogar, "Right now, I'm also here to tell you that aside from reviving you, you can now also use the storm magic that I have bestowed upon you."
"I'm sorry, what?" quavered the Storm King.
"I'm saying during the process which I have revived you, you have also been blessed with super powers. You can control the weather like your namesake now," explained Grogar.
"Really now? We'll see about that."
The Storm King began to point his finger at a stalactite hanging above Svengallop. A bolt of lightning suddenly shot straight from his fingertip, striking at the stalactite and causing it to fall. Fortunately, Svengallop managed to sidestep, yelping in fear as he did so.
"Hohohohohoho! You see what I just did?!" exclaimed the Storm King, surprised at what he himself had just done, "I can shoot lightning!"
"Indeed," said Grogar.
"So tell me almighty Grogar, what else can I do?" asked the Storm King.
"Well.... That's it, you control the weather," Grogar promptly replied.
The Storm King's excitement suddenly dropped.
"That's it? No teleportation, super strength or invulnerability or anything?"
"Nope."
"I don't believe it. No, seriously, I really don't believe it. Surely there's more to this than being a weatherman right?"
Grogar only shook his head in response.
"Welp, in that case, this calls for one thing!"
"Oh not this again," Strife facepalmed.
"What? What is it?" Queen Chrysalis asked.
"He's gonna do a-"
"Montage tiiiiiime!" Storm King interrupted.
All the other villains, including Svengallop, groaned in cringe.
"Storm King, I do not have time for this!" insisted Grogar.
"Ha! Who's to stop you from reaching my true potential?!" trilled the Storm King, pointing his finger at the ram. "I can speak from experience, looking at you, Cloudy Strife."
Strife simply groaned at the remark.
"Ugh, fine. But you won't find any more abilities beyond that," grunted Grogar.
"EXCELLENT!" proclaimed the Storm King, "Let's do this!"
"Okay, test one, super strength," said Cozy, who was holding a clipboard and a pencil in both hooves. Upon putting it down, Storm King was dancing around, twirling his fists before raising them in the air and thrusting his pelvis.
"Storm King!" Cozy shouted, getting his attention.
"Oh right!" said the Storm King, who proceeded to punch a boulder that was delivered by Tirek. Needless to say, the thing he broke was his fists as he retracted it in pain.
"Oooooooowwwwwww!!!!!!" he screamed.
Cozy simply rolled her eyes before striking through the words.
"Test two, flight."
The Storm King stood on top of a skateboard ramp, built swiftly with wood by the Gizmonks. Storm King then run down to the opposite side to catch some air and jump. But it was barely even a gap between his feet and the inclination before he came crashing down into the platform, breaking it.
The next test involved durability, and Cozy held a bat, ready to swing at the King. She did so, hitting his crotch. He felt intense pain instead, grabbing his crotch and falling on the floor. Cozy snickered before bursting into laughter at his misery.
Soon after he recovered, he then tried using an axe to chop his arm off. Grogar who was just passing by immediately noticed it and swiftly used his magic to move the Storm King's limb out of the way, the axe slicing his fur instead. Storm King, bewildered at his lack of durability and a close shave, then make eye contact with Grogar. The ram growled at his idiocy, while the Storm King made an embarrassed smile in response.
"Test four, laser eyes. Storm King, I'm pretty sure he did not give you laser eyes," grumbled Cozy Glow.
"What?! Of course he did! Watch."
The Storm King then stared hard at a barrel. But try as hard as he may, he can't shoot lasers from his eyes. So he hid his hand behind his head and zapped at barrel, making it seem like he did so. Cozy did not buy it and instead striked through the corresponding words.
"Test five, teleportation."
"This is my favourite part!" chortled the excited Storm King as he hid himself in one of two boxes placed on the floor.
"But what he doesn't know is I'm also gonna test if he has fire immunity by pouring some gas on the box and lighting it up," murmured Cozy as she did so.
Five minutes passed, Cozy was slightly worried she may have burned him alive. Fortunately, the Storm King broke out of the box, but not before screaming while he's set ablaze. Cozy cringed at the sight.
After the tests are complete, the Storm King then stomped in front of the other villains, still on fire thanks to Cozy.
"You're kidding me right?" said the unamused Storm King, "Is there anything else I can do besides shoot lightning out of my hands?!"
Right as he said that with his arms outstretched, rain came pouring down on him, extinguishing the flames.
"That, and you can transform your body into electricity and water at will. I told you, you are blessed with the power of the storm," insisted Grogar.
"Wait, so....."
Then the Storm King had an idea.
"KAZAM!"
Upon uttering the word, lightning struck him and he transformed into a living bolt of electricity, zooming around the room before going back to his original spot and transforming back.
"Hahahaha!" he laughed, "Ooh, how about this? Water!"
His body then transformed. While he retains his shape, his body is now made out of water.
"Come on! Anyone wanna hit me?" the Storm King beckoned.
"As you wish," obliged Grogar, as he prepared a spell to fire at him.
"Wait, no, wait! I-I was just kidding! Ahhhhhhh!!!!"
But the spell simply phased through, leaving the Storm King unharmed.
"I'm... I'm alive?"
"You can say that again," answered Grogar.
"I'm aliiiive, baby!"
"You can stop now," pleaded the ram.
"Okay so, now that that's done, what's next?" asked the Storm King.
"Oh, my favourite part. Allow me to demonstrate why I'm the Father of all monsters. Sombra! The Plunderseeds," demanded Grogar.
Sombra did as Grogar instructed and set the seeds on the floor in front of him. Grogar teleported in a cauldron and a few flasks and vials and a table plus a place to put the cauldron on.
"I need water, Storm King," Grogar requested.
"Alrighty then, KAZAM!" bellowed the Storm King, as he creates a rain cloud over the cauldron.
"At some point, I really need you to stop saying that," grumbled Grogar.
"Aww, loosen up a little will ya? Ya grouch."
Ignoring that remark, and after the cauldron is filled up, the rain cloud dissipates, and Grogar proceeded to fill the cauldron with strange liquids from various flasks and vials. Taking a ladle with his magic, he began to stir the mixture together until it was bubbly and boiling. He then levitated the Plunderseeds before plopping them into the cauldron as well.
"What are we watching here? A cooking show?" Sombra asked sarcastically.
"This ain't no brew nor stew, but something better. Behold!"
As Grogar uttered that word, he began to step back. The concoction bubbled and boiled more violently. After a few seconds, a beam of light shot straight to the ceiling. Winds began to blow around the place. The dastardly rogues can only look at the might of Grogar's magic in awe as the light beam began to settle down. For a few minutes, there was eerie silence.
Suddenly, what appeared to be a leafy branch shot straight out of the vile mixture grabbing the rim of the cauldron and pulling itself out. When it did, out comes what appeared to be a flower that hasn't bloomed yet. When it opened itself, it revealed a slimy maw that screeched really loudly. All the other villains cringed in disgust at the abomination.
"What in Tartarus is that?!" Svengallop exclaimed with his jaw dropped.
"Are those, mutant Plunderseeds?" asked Cozy.
The mutant Plunderseed monster then pushed its entire self out of the cauldron, standing on its other pair of branches as feet. More and more followed out of the cauldron, to what seemed like an endless army of them.
"Correct, but I think 'mutant Plunderseeds' sounds a bit bland and unoriginal. I think I'll instead call them, the Flores," said Grogar.
"Now come, rest up, all of you," commanded the ram to his allies, "Tommorow will be a day of reckoning. They won't see this coming."