Intro:

Charlie POV:

My vision blurred as I slowly woke, finding myself in bed. The soft morning light peeked through the window, casting a gentle glow over the room. With a groggy sigh, I rolled over, letting the light filter in. I stretched, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep, and pushed my messy hair out of my eyes.

Slipping my feet into my flip-flops, I stumbled my way to the bathroom, feeling the cool floor beneath my feet.

After a cold, refreshing shower and a quick routine of brushing my teeth and doing my hair, I headed to my desk. I opened the drawer, pulling out some light makeup and applying it before putting everything back in place. I then went to my closet, undressed, and slipped into my usual clothes. After putting on my boots, I returned to the desk and glanced at myself in the mirror.

With a sigh, I lifted my hands to the corners of my mouth, forcing a smile.

Charlie: "You're never fully dressed without a smile... or so he says"

I let the smile linger, holding onto the reassurance it brought before heading out of my room.

No One POV:

Charlie strolled through the hallway, heading downstairs to the main lobby. On her way, she passed by Ben's room. Curiosity got the better of her, and she turned around, pausing in front of his door.

Charlie: "I wonder if Ben's awake"

She knocked softly, her voice carrying a hint of hesitation.

Charlie: "Ben, are you awake?"

Charlie waited for a moment before a high-pitched voice called out from inside.

Ben?: "Come in!"

Charlie raised an eyebrow, noting the voice sounded different from Ben's usual tone. She carefully turned the door handle, easing it open just a crack. She peeked her head inside, her curiosity piqued.

Charlie’s eyes scanned the dimly lit room, cluttered with wires and junk scattered everywhere. Her attention was drawn to a small gremlin-like figure with four-fingered hands, three-toed feet, and a devilish tail, wearing an aviator's outfit. The gremlin was on a table, holding wires and a spanner.

The gremlin’s voice spoke again, startling her.

Ben?: "So, are you coming or what?"

Charlie yelped and threw open the door, fully revealing the gremlin. Her initial reaction was alarm, thinking someone might be harming Ben.

Charlie: "Intruder!"

She raised her hand, red flames swirling around it. The gremlin yelped, flailing his arms in a panic.

???: "Wait, wait! It’s me, Ben!"

Charlie: "Ben?"

Her confusion deepened until she noticed the Omnitrix faceplate on the gremlin’s waist. Her tension eased as she relaxed, extinguishing the flames with a sigh of relief.

Charlie: "I didn’t know you had a demon form"

Juryrigg: "Well, not exactly. His name is Juryrigg. It's an alien I can turn into"

Charlie: "I gotcha. So, what are you doing?"

Juryrigg, with a manic grin, gestured grandly at the chaos around him.

Juryrigg: "Hahaha, glad you asked! Why don’t you come and see for yourself?"

He cackled, his laugh echoing unnervingly in the dim room.
Charlie took a cautious step forward, her gaze falling on the scattered scrap parts and a blueprint with a high-tech remote control lying beside it.

Juryrigg: "Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the first of its kind, The Easy Transportation In One Click Portable...uh...Remote Control!"

Charlie raised an eyebrow, unsure about the lengthy name but kept her thoughts to herself.

Charlie: "So, what does it do?"

Juryrigg’s eyes gleamed with wild excitement as he spoke, his voice rising in pitch.

Juryrigg: "Good that you asked, hahaha! It’s a device for instant, um, teleportation—just press a button and poof! Anywhere you want to go!"

He demonstrated with a dramatic flourish, waving the remote around with exaggerated gestures.

Charlie's eyes widened in excitement at Juryrigg's demonstration, his enthusiasm contagious as she clapped her hands together.

Charlie: "You made a universe teleportation... uh..."

She stumbled over the name, struggling to remember the long-winded title.

Charlie: "Remote thingy! It's very cool! You must be very smart!"

Juryrigg's manic grin widened, her praise inflating his ego.

Juryrigg: "I sure am! Step aside Brainstorm and Grey Matter, there's a new genius in town!"

Charlie: "Can you show me how it works?"

Juryrigg nodded, his eyes darting around the room for something to use in his demonstration.

Juryrigg: "Sure thing!"

He spotted a small item, grabbed a pair of goggles, and placed them on his head. Swiftly pressing the button on the remote, it began to glow a bright green. The light surrounded the object, intensifying until Charlie had to close her eyes.

After a few seconds, the light faded, and when she opened her eyes, the object was gone.

Charlie: "What happened? Where did it go?"

Juryrigg let out a cackling laugh.

Juryrigg: "Simple! I built a multidimensional remote. I have no idea where it is now!"

Charlie: "You mean it could be anywhere in the multiverse?"

Juryrigg: "Exactly! But don't worry, I set a timer so it will return here in exactly 1... 2... 3..."

Charlie scanned the room, her eyes widening with anticipation.

Charlie: "Uhh..."

Suddenly, the same bright light reappeared in the spot where the object had been, forcing them to close their eyes again. When Charlie opened her eyes, the object was back in its original place.

Charlie: "Amazing!"

Juryrigg: "I know, right?"

Juryrigg pulled up the goggles, resting them on his head before turning back to the table and setting the remote down. He then grabbed a sheet of paper. Charlie stepped forward, her curiosity piqued as she glanced over it.

Juryrigg: "Hmm, it's still in the prototype phase, so it needs a lot of parts. Let's see... I need a flux capacitor, quantum stabilizer, transdimensional relay, a couple of hyperconductive coils, a graviton inverter, a neutronium battery, and maybe a few more oscillation overthrusters. And a lot of them are in the overworld"

Charlie's eyes widened in confusion as she tried to keep up with the list of components.

Charlie furrowed her brows, trying to understand.

Charlie: "The overworld?"

Juryrigg nodded, letting out another manic laugh.

Juryrigg: "Yeah, Earth. Cool nickname, huh? Makes it sound all mysterious!"

Charlie raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued.

Charlie: "Wait a second, but I thought you were doing all this to travel to Earth. If you can already get there, why do you need something that can transport you to different universes?"

Juryrigg paused, scratching his head with a mischievous grin.

Juryrigg: "Oh, yeah, I forgot to tell ya, I'm not from this universe"

Charlie's eyes widened in shock.

Charlie: "You're not?!"

Juryrigg shook his head, hopping onto the table and swinging his legs.

Juryrigg: "Nope, I'm from a different one. That's why you guys probably never heard of the stuff I said when we first met, besides the passing away bit"

Charlie nodded slowly, everything starting to piece together. She took a deep breath, absorbing the information.

Charlie: "That's why you're creating the multi... uh, whatnot"

Juryrigg grinned, his eyes twinkling with excitement.

Juryrigg: "Exactly!"

Charlie, still confused but amazed, gave a reassuring smile. She stepped closer, placing a hand on Juryrigg's shoulder.

Charlie: "Well, if anyone can do it, I’m sure it’s you, Ben... or Juryrigg"

Juryrigg puffed out his chest proudly, the reassurance boosting his confidence.

Juryrigg: "Thanks, Charlie! I just need to get up there to complete this baby. But don’t worry, I’ll figure it out... I always do!"

Charlie smiled, admiring his determination.

Ben's POV:

But how can I access it if I'm down here?

Wait, what about Blitz and the others? They will surely lend a hand to someone as smart and awesome as me.

I exchanged glances with Charlie before letting out a dark, almost sinister laugh.

Juryrigg: "Sorry Chalrie, but I'll have to leave"

I slammed the watch, transforming into XLR8 and zoomed out of the room, leaving a blue blur behind me.

No One's POV:

Charlie reached out, her voice trailing after him.

Charlie: "But what about-"

XLR8 was already gone, the only sign of his presence being the faint blue blur that lingered in the room.

Charlie sighed, shaking her head with a mix of frustration and admiration.

Charlie: "And he's already gone"

With Blitz and the others:

Millie gave Blitz a thumbs-up and grinned.

Millie: "Nice one, B!"

Meanwhile, Blitz shouted over to Moxxie, waving his empty hand.

Blitz: "Gimme another, Mox!"

Moxxie, looking visibly nervous, swept away the flaming debris with a broom. He carefully placed another old-fashioned TV onto the stand. His hands shook as he turned it on, the screen flickering to life with a static buzz.

The logo appeared on the screen, and Blitz, unfazed, began pouring gunpowder into his flintlock pistol.

Blitz: "Eh, nah. Not feelin' it. Next!"

Moxxie gulped and quickly switched the channel, his face a mix of fear and frustration.

A demonically dressed Betty Boop appears in black and white, dancing erotically with prominent breasts, holding a pitchfork.

Blitz and Millie looked bored, their expressions flat.

Blitz: "Uh-huh. Keep going, keep going, keep goin'..."

Moxxie, sweating slightly, switched the channel again. The screen flickered to a demon dressed in white with a black top hat, holding a cane.

Blitz's eyes lit up.

Blitz: "Bingo!"

He pointed at the TV before pulling the trigger, the bullet blasting through it and causing an explosion.

Millie: "WOO! You're on a roll, sir!"

Loona snored loudly, sprawled out in a chair with her foot propped up on the table, twitching in her sleep. A sudden shake woke her, causing her cup to spill.

Loona: "Guys... Do you feel that?"

Blitz looked around, eyes wide.

Blitz: "Oh, shit! Is that a hellshake?"

Moxxie, trembling, glanced nervously at Millie.

Moxxie: "That's possible?"

Millie clung to Moxxie as his tail shot up in fear.

Millie: "Alright! Don't panic, Moxxie!"

Moxxie, trying to maintain his composure, replied shakily.

Moxxie: "I'm not panicking, because hellquakes don't happen"

Loona, looking irritated, grabbed Moxxie roughly and shook him violently.

Loona: "STOP GETTING HYSTERICAL, FATTY!"

She threw Moxxie against the wall. As he hit the ground, a wrecking ball made of black tubes crashed through the wall, causing part of it to collapse on top of him.

As the dust settled, a supervillain demon stepped through the hole in the wall. Loona growled, dropping to all fours.

Loopty Goopty: "Do not be afraid!"

The demon grinned, his metal contraptions extending in loops. Blitz, unfazed, turned to Moxxie.

Blitz: "Please tell me you got that insurance thing"

Millie, ready for action, pulled out a sharp black axe.

Millie: "Who are you, and what do you want?!"

Before Loopty could respond, a knock on the door echoed through the chaos. Xlr8 zipped into the lobby, creating a gust of wind.

Ben POV:

As I dashed into the room, I took in the scene: Blitz, Millie, and Loona standing by a gaping hole in the wall, while a demon in a comically elaborate supervillain costume posed dramatically in the center.

Xlr8: "Is everything good, or should I come back later?"

Blitz turned towards me, giving a casual wave.

Blitz: "No, you can come in. We're just figuring out what this guy wants"

The demon, Loopty Goopty, glided along his black loops and struck an exaggerated villainous pose.

Loopty: "I am Loopty Goopty-"

I couldn’t help but snicker at the dramatic entrance.

Loopty’s eyes narrowed in irritation.

Loopty: "What’s so funny?"

I quickly shrugged, trying to compose myself.

Xlr8: "Oh, nothing. Just my bad"

Loopty cleared his throat, shaking off the irritation, and continued in his sing-song tone.

Loopty: "As I was saying, I am Loopty Goopty! The dastardly inventor of all things loopy and loopiiish!"

Loona, rolling her eyes, interrupted.

Loona: "Coulda just used the door, dude. Doesn’t need to be this whole thing"

Loopty: "I am eccentric, and thus, I must do eccentric shit!"

He punctuated his statement with a wavy, overly dramatic dance.

Blitz wrinkled his nose and stepped back.

Blitz: "Ugh! This old guy reeks of the living world. Did you just die?"

Loopty grinned broadly.

Loopty: "YEEEEES! Just moments ago! Which is exactly what brought me HEEEERE!"

Loona tapped on her phone, still unimpressed.

Loona: "Just saying, the front door would’ve worked fine."

Loopty snapped back, his voice dripping with disdain.

Loopty: "Shut up, dear furry!"

Loona growled, her irritation clear. I placed a calming hand on her back.

Loopty turned to Blitz, resuming his sing-song voice.

Loopty: "This is the man I’m going to need you to kiiill!"

Loopty held up an old photo of a frail, bald man lying in a bed.

Blitz took the photo, squinting at it with a look of disdain.

Blitz: "Ugh, this guy looks like he could die from coughing too hard. Can’t you just wait a little?"

Loopty shook his head emphatically.

Loopty: "Nooo, I need him dead immediately!"

No One POV:

XLR8’s expression hardened as he listened to Loopty. Without a second thought, he dashed forward in a blue blur, appearing inches from Loopty's face in a heartbeat.

XLR8: "You want to kill someone?"

XLR8 abruptly stopped, his tone icy and serious. He hovered menacingly, his eyes narrowing as he lifted Loopty by the collar, holding him off the ground.

XLR8: "You’ve got some nerve, blurring such a request while I'm around"

Loopty, eyes wide with fear, let out a nervous chuckle, trying to ease the tension.

Loopty: "Hey, hey, come on! I’ve been dead for like, five minutes. Death's been a bit of a hassle, and I was hoping to get some unfinished business sorted!"

XLR8’s grip tightened, his eyes cold and unwavering.

XLR8: "You think that excuses what you're asking for? I'm not playing along with this nonsense"

Blitz, witnessing the standoff, tried to budge XLR8’s arm with all his might but quickly found his grip like iron.

Blitz: "Alright, alright, you’re in the way of my business. You leave me no choice, asshole!"

He reached for his gun, but Millie stepped in front of him, blocking his path.

Millie: "Hold on, Blitz. We don’t need to escalate this. Let me handle it"

Millie took a deep breath and approached XLR8, her tone soothing and strategic.

Millie: "Hey, I get it. You’re pissed. But maybe this guy has a point. Think about it—this old guy probably did something to screw him over before he died. We’re not exactly the best at getting revenge for people. Sometimes, it’s not just about the kill; it’s about justice"

She placed a calming hand on XLR8’s shoulder, her voice gentle but persuasive.

Millie: "Look, if we help him with this, we might actually be doing a bit of good. You know, giving him closure or whatever. We don’t have to enjoy it, just let him do his thing, and we can move on"

XLR8’s expression softened slightly, though he remained tense. Millie’s words seemed to have an effect, giving him pause.

Millie turned back to Loopty, who looked on with hopeful eyes, his enthusiasm undimmed by the near confrontation.

Loopty: "Yes! Yes, exactly! I just need a bit of revenge, and then I’ll be out of your hair, I swear!"

XLR8 reluctantly released Loopty, keeping a wary eye on him as he stepped back, ready to let the situation unfold while maintaining his vigilance.

Blitz glared back at XLR8, his eyes filled with frustration, before turning his attention to Loopty. The expression on his face quickly shifted to a nervous smile as he walked over to him, eager to change the subject.

Blitz: "Not even a shit’s length of time in Hell and already plotting revenge? I can respect a man with that sort of passion! I’m Blitzo, the 'O' is silent"

Loona, unimpressed, ambled away as Blitz approached Loopty, extending his hand for a shake.

Loopty: "What 'O'?"

Blitz: "Aww, thank you. Now, what’s the tea, sis?"

Loopty’s confusion was palpable.

Loopty: "The TEAAAA?!"

Meanwhile, Moxxie’s arm appeared from under a pile of debris, struggling with the weight.

Moxxie: "Guys, help!"

XLR8’s eyes narrowed, and in a blur of blue, he used his super speed to clear the debris and toss it through the hole, freeing Moxxie.

Moxxie: "...thank..you"

Blitz turned back to Loopty, giving him a questioning look.

Blitz: "Yeah, why are we killing this guy? I mean, what did he do to you?"

Loopty took a deep breath, ready to explain.

Loopty: "He was...my business partner! You see, I wasn’t always an old man! My partner Lyle and I ran Lyle-Loopty Robotics, a technological empire! Earlier today, we were testing a new machine intended to stop or reverse the aging process. It could've saved all three trillionaires! Unfortunately, we neglected to test the machine on the poor, like we usually do. We were too sure of our own genius! But the machine was accidentally set FORWARD! By the time we managed to get out, it was too late! For me, at least! Now, that evil son of a bitch is going to take over the empire WE BUILT TOGETHER! Without me to share it with, he'll make all the goddamn money in the world, become the fourth trillionaire, and get all the credit!"

XLR8 listened intently as Loopty ranted, his expression unmoving.

XLR8: "I mean, it’s more of a you problem because your heart wasn’t able to keep up with the rapid aging process"

Loopty’s eyes flashed with fury.

Loopty: "Iiiiiii don't care! I want that son of a bitch dead!"

He grinned malevolently.

Blitz quirked an eyebrow.

Blitz: "Ehhh, that’s not really evil, though"

Loopty’s anger flared.

Loopty: "Now, get your crimson, grey, and blue asses up above and send that heartless no-good son of a bitch to Hell, where he belongs!"

Blitz hesitated, stammering.

Blitz: "Eh, y-y-y-you do know, Poopty-"

Loopty seethed.

Loopty: "*Lo00optyyyy!*"

Blitz raised his hands defensively.

Blitz: "Of course! Of course... But, if we do kill him and he ends up down here, you know, you’ll be stuck with him forever... or for a year if he’s not so lucky"

Loopty grinned malevolently again.

Loopty: "Oh, trust me..."

He summoned an array of weapons with his metal tentacles. Guns, a launcher, and a circular saw blade materialized before them.

Loopty: "I'm counting on it!"

XLR8’s eyes narrowed as he stared at the array of weapons Loopty had summoned.

XLR8: "Are you threatening me with all those weapons?"

Loopty’s grin faltered, his eyes darting nervously as he fidgeted with the launcher.

Loopty: "Erm, n-no, not threatening! Just, uh, hinting at how much torment I'm going to unleash on him as revenge!"

XLR8’s icy stare remained unblinking, his demeanor intimidating.

XLR8: "Oh, okay. Just making sure"

Loopty, visibly relieved but still jittery, quickly tried to regain his composure. He brandished the weapons with a flourish, attempting to look confident but clearly shaken.

Loopty: "I'll be leaving now. Tell me when you finish the job!"

Loopty Goopty hastily exited through the hole he’d made, his array of weapons disappearing into the darkness.

Blitz was already at the portal, fiddling with the grimoire as Millie and Moxxie hopped through.

XLR8 zoomed up to the portal, his eyes scanning the flickering gateway.

XLR8: "Wait, can I come with you?"

He edged closer, but Blitz thrust a hand out to block his path.

Blitz: "And where do you think you're going?"

XLR8: "To the portal"

Blitz’s expression hardened, his voice carrying a warning.

Blitz: "No, you'll get us in trouble if you keep tagging along. Just stay out of this one"

XLR8 hesitated, his frustration barely contained by his super speed.

XLR8: "Come on, man, don’t you remember how I saved you from getting shot? Can’t you do me a favor?"

Blitz’s face darkened with irritation.

Blitz: "If it weren’t for you, we could’ve just dealt with her on the spot!"

Xlr8 frowned, disappointment etched on his face.

Xlr8: "Too bad"

In a flash, Blitz’s eyes widened as Xlr8 reappeared behind him.

Blitz: "How the fuck?!"

Xlr8: "I’m tagging along"

Without waiting for a reply, XLR8 slid into the portal, leaving Blitz to stare after him in stunned disbelief.

Outro: