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The candles flickered furiously as they burned away, Illuminating the throne room from the otherwise pitch black. The sound of thunder rumbled from outside the walls. The whole room was quiet as it had been for months. The guards stood still like statues; robots waiting for a command. Suddenly the silence was torn apart as the giant arched door slowly and painfully creaked open. The door slammed shut with an echo as a teenage female came forward, Worry on her face.A candle on her head revealed the set of guards in the corridor as she passed She looked nervously to her left and right at them. They were partially hidden by shadows but just the sight of the blood stained armour was chilling to the spine. She walked into the ring surrounding the throne and knelt; looking up as she spoke. "S...sire...Someone requests to see you urgently.... I`ve never seen them before though...They don`t look of this game". A clawed hand clicked against the golden arm of the throne in amusement."Send them in..." The reply came from the darkness emerging between a set of fangs which shone against the the light her candle produced. She got up and quickly scurried out, breathing quickly with fear. The door let out another pair of oil-needing screams as it gradually opened and closed. A few seconds passed by before light from the outside flooded in from the entrance. This time the door swung open and a male made their way through the darkened halls. A pair of yellow eyes stared down as the stranger made their way into the light. They were at least a couple years older than the girl was. The clothes he wore were mud stained and badly ripped and torn; revealing his skin in places. However his head was covered by a mask and hood. A few darkened strands of hair created obvious wet-worn marks across the mask as water dripped off his chin. The stranger seemed to show no signs of fear as he refused to kneel.

"I have come to warn you.... Let them go and except your fate" The stranger spoke at last. There was a single laugh from the shadow on the throne. None of the guard moved. "Big words from a small avatar" The shadow replied as a green ribbon came out and poked at the stranger, who growled in dis-like."Who are you anyway to come into my kingdom and order me around?!" The shadow continued as it retracted the ribbon-like appendage. There was a small chuckle from the stranger, "You seriously forgot me already? Years ago you took from us everything we held dear... You enslaved the rest...". The shadow stayed quiet as it tried to understand. Again the stranger chuckled, "Ever since you took away the one thing of meaning to me...i`ve been plotting... planning...deceiving... Now im known as The Hacker". He reached for the mask as he continued. "But you know me better...". There was a click as he pulled away the mask to stare at the shadow through his rage-filled blue eyes. There was a gasp followed by a growl as the soldiers came to life; red markings striking across their armour and orange glows from the charging fire.Without a warning or second chance the room was filled with gunfire towards him. He vanished instantly leaving only his soaked through trench coat. Re-emerging in the air he began a brutal assault against his attackers. They shot at him with rapid fire in what seemed to be an endless wave of plasma however none managed to strike him as he dodged with numerous gymnastic formations. He was to overpowered in the fight and eventually no guard was left online. The stranger looked around the room from the illuminated circle. The shadow had gone or... was it ever there?

"So Crona?" A voice hissed, "Hows it been without your precious vanellope?". Crona stood in a defensive position as the echo bounced around the room. He gulped as he replied angrily," Ever since you Murdered her and Ralph?..." ;Instead of continuing he growled. "They were a real good meal... Perfect for a king such as myself". The Voice kept rotating around the room. "Your actions have earned you death Turbo... I warn thee"Crona quickly swung around as a breeze of air touched his bare shoulder. When Crona continued he raised his voice to a shout "Now come out and fight me Cy-bug!". A laugh came from all corners," Why would i do that? Its so much fun to watch you squirm as i get inside that mushy head of yours". As he ended the sentence the door once again slammed open and a back-up of guards came crashing in; shooting instantly at the sight of crona. Luckily due to range the bullets mostly missed but one managed to make contact with his shoulder.The damaged racer yelped in sheer pain as he stumbled slightly. Gritting his teeth he reached into his pocket and held a small sphere up high. He glitched from blood loss as he looked at it, Gun fire still getting dangerously close. He gave one last look around the room before glaring at the approaching fleet of armoured human-cybug hybrids. " VIVA LA REVOLUTION!" He cried out in anger as a claw came from the shadows towards him. He threw down the ball as the claws cut deep into his back. He gritted his teeth, unable to make noise as smoke plumed across the room; Knocking out the rights. As it cleared, Crona had escaped. Turbo returned to his throne as got comfortable, laughing at Crona`s attempt to scare him. He looked down the hall at the open door. "Morons! Shoot to kill! Not injure, Now be gone!" He snapped at them. He clicked his claws at the girl, Who had peered in after the guard entered, curious about the commotion. "Candlehead! Crona is implying himself a threat. Put out word on the street, A bounty on his head of one chance to race!". The girl left with a nod as the cy-king laid back in the throne. He wasn`t scared but the last few words rang in his head....
VIVA....
LA....
REVOLUTION....

...long live the revolution!

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Description
The candles flickered furiously as they burned away, Illuminating the throne room from the otherwise pitch black. The sound of thunder rumbled from outside the walls. The whole room was quiet as it had been for months. The guards stood still like statues; robots waiting for a command. Suddenly the silence was torn apart as the giant arched door slowly and painfully creaked open. The door slammed shut with an echo as a teenage female came forward, Worry on her face.A candle on her head revealed the set of guards in the corridor as she passed She looked nervously to her left and right at them. They were partially hidden by shadows but just the sight of the blood stained armour was chilling to the spine. She walked into the ring surrounding the throne and knelt; looking up as she spoke. "S...sire...Someone requests to see you urgently.... I`ve never seen them before though...They don`t look of this game". A clawed hand clicked against the golden arm of the throne in amusement."Send them in..." The reply came from the darkness emerging between a set of fangs which shone against the the light her candle produced. She got up and quickly scurried out, breathing quickly with fear. The door let out another pair of oil-needing screams as it gradually opened and closed. A few seconds passed by before light from the outside flooded in from the entrance. This time the door swung open and a male made their way through the darkened halls. A pair of yellow eyes stared down as the stranger made their way into the light. They were at least a couple years older than the girl was. The clothes he wore were mud stained and badly ripped and torn; revealing his skin in places. However his head was covered by a mask and hood. A few darkened strands of hair created obvious wet-worn marks across the mask as water dripped off his chin. The stranger seemed to show no signs of fear as he refused to kneel.

"I have come to warn you.... Let them go and except your fate" The stranger spoke at last. There was a single laugh from the shadow on the throne. None of the guard moved. "Big words from a small avatar" The shadow replied as a green ribbon came out and poked at the stranger, who growled in dis-like."Who are you anyway to come into my kingdom and order me around?!" The shadow continued as it retracted the ribbon-like appendage. There was a small chuckle from the stranger, "You seriously forgot me already? Years ago you took from us everything we held dear... You enslaved the rest...". The shadow stayed quiet as it tried to understand. Again the stranger chuckled, "Ever since you took away the one thing of meaning to me...i`ve been plotting... planning...deceiving... Now im known as The Hacker". He reached for the mask as he continued. "But you know me better...". There was a click as he pulled away the mask to stare at the shadow through his rage-filled blue eyes. There was a gasp followed by a growl as the soldiers came to life; red markings striking across their armour and orange glows from the charging fire.Without a warning or second chance the room was filled with gunfire towards him. He vanished instantly leaving only his soaked through trench coat. Re-emerging in the air he began a brutal assault against his attackers. They shot at him with rapid fire in what seemed to be an endless wave of plasma however none managed to strike him as he dodged with numerous gymnastic formations. He was to overpowered in the fight and eventually no guard was left online. The stranger looked around the room from the illuminated circle. The shadow had gone or... was it ever there?

"So Crona?" A voice hissed, "Hows it been without your precious vanellope?". Crona stood in a defensive position as the echo bounced around the room. He gulped as he replied angrily," Ever since you Murdered her and Ralph?..." ;Instead of continuing he growled. "They were a real good meal... Perfect for a king such as myself". The Voice kept rotating around the room. "Your actions have earned you death Turbo... I warn thee"Crona quickly swung around as a breeze of air touched his bare shoulder. When Crona continued he raised his voice to a shout "Now come out and fight me Cy-bug!". A laugh came from all corners," Why would i do that? Its so much fun to watch you squirm as i get inside that mushy head of yours". As he ended the sentence the door once again slammed open and a back-up of guards came crashing in; shooting instantly at the sight of crona. Luckily due to range the bullets mostly missed but one managed to make contact with his shoulder.The damaged racer yelped in sheer pain as he stumbled slightly. Gritting his teeth he reached into his pocket and held a small sphere up high. He glitched from blood loss as he looked at it, Gun fire still getting dangerously close. He gave one last look around the room before glaring at the approaching fleet of armoured human-cybug hybrids. " VIVA LA REVOLUTION!" He cried out in anger as a claw came from the shadows towards him. He threw down the ball as the claws cut deep into his back. He gritted his teeth, unable to make noise as smoke plumed across the room; Knocking out the rights. As it cleared, Crona had escaped. Turbo returned to his throne as got comfortable, laughing at Crona`s attempt to scare him. He looked down the hall at the open door. "Morons! Shoot to kill! Not injure, Now be gone!" He snapped at them. He clicked his claws at the girl, Who had peered in after the guard entered, curious about the commotion. "Candlehead! Crona is implying himself a threat. Put out word on the street, A bounty on his head of one chance to race!". The girl left with a nod as the cy-king laid back in the throne. He wasn`t scared but the last few words rang in his head....
VIVA....
LA....
REVOLUTION....

...long live the revolution!

[Confused? Read the Description for back story]