L_G and Kamikura jumped into the front seats of L_G's Toyota Sienna. It looked like an ordinary minivan, but L_G upgraded it like you wouldn't believe. Nitrus, Anti-lock brakes, advanced tracking systems, forcefield, roof mounted lasers and rockets, and over a dozen cupholders for long trips.
Sleeping in the back was L_G's oddest creation to date, a Chao named Guzz. Fused with a Pikachu, a Bomchu, A Chu Chu, and all of the insane leftover ideas he had from older, failed plans, Guzz was around to help, while inducing chaos and annoyance in everyone.
Plus, he had tendency to self-destruct randomly. He could reform himself, but at the cost of half his remaining strength.
Yep, L_G had definately gone overboard.
As they pulled out the driveway and peeled out into the street, Guzz hung onto a window like so many Garfield plushies while the Lakitu hovered around inside the van, recording everything that was going on. Suddenly, they screeched to a halt. Guzz fell off the window, shouting something about hairballs as he fell.
There he was- Newb, laying there in the middle of the street, seemingly unconsious. He indeed was a Kirby repaint, but all L_G did when he made him was paint his feet purple and put a black baseball cap on him. Drawing their weapons, L_G and co. exited the vehicle while Guzz crawled out and said, "Oh hector, I pine for you..." as it he had been reciting one of Strong Bad's e-mails.
L_G trained his Blitz Cannon on Newb while Kamikura had his lightsaber out. The Lakitu followed. "Think he's dead?" asked Kamikura.
"No way," replied L_G. "He could surive a fast-moving semi truck and all he'd get is a bruise or two.
"What about a tank?"
"Yeah, a tank would definately put him out cold-"
It happened very quickly. A purple blur shot from out of nowhere and moved behind L_G, and as the stranger breathed on him, L_G could feel every ounce of energy leaving his body, dropping him into unconsiousness before he fell over in a heap, lifeless.
The purple blur then turned on Kamikura, slicing him to ribbons in a matter of seconds. The figure ignored Guzz, as he was busy dancing on a trash can lid. The Viera assassin admired her handiwork; one warrior was out of the picture, while the other was being dragged by Newb. The Lakitu stayed to continue recording everything, and neither seemed to mind.
"So much for my old plan.." Newb grunted. Dragging an inert body isn't as easy as it looked, especially if you were only a few feet tall. "Lemme help you with that," the Viera said, picking up L_G and carried him piggy-back. Newb smiled.
"One more thing..." Newb turned to the minivan and shot a bolt of lighting from his hand, destroying the vehicle and everything in it.
"Um, aren't we supposed to keep this a low profile?" asked the Viera.
"No one's going to notice. There's only NPCs living in this neighborhood, and they don't pay attention to anything," replied Newb in a confident voice.
"Of course, how silly of me."
They both laughed evilly, and the Lakitu followed. Whether Guzz was paying attention or not, no one knew. All he was doing was singing various Weird Al songs and jumping on people's rooftops. Of course, the NPCs didn't notice this either.