Enter The Ninjaverse

"The Time Blades?!" The angered noise of Krux came up on Invictus' comm, "Are you sure of that?!"

"Yes, I am," Prime informed him, "I just sent you the footage I took of our last battle."

Prime stood in the middle of Invictus, hovering now above the ocean. After the battle in the city, he had to leave quickly in order to avoid detection. With a simple cloak and deceptive maneuvers, he was safely hidden from the police, no doubt searching for his wanton destruction of public properly. On the screen of Invcitus' display was none other than Krux and Acronix inside of a dark room, in front of a beeping console. A small window showed Ophiod and Oni's names to signal they were apart of the call.

"I can't believe this..." Krux spat on the other end of the comm, "Our intelligence said that the blades were useless in that world! I knew we should have taken that pesky place out when we had the chance!"

"Now now, brother, just because you have an irrational hatred for anything with a screen doesn't mean that entire city deserved to be raised!" Acronix smirked, "Yet."

"Regardless, this is a development we cannot simply ignore," Krux frowned, "For what reason are they collecting those things?"

"I do not know," Oni informed them, "But I would guess that it is some plan, similar to the one in which I was last apart of."

"They did not say anything to me during our fight," Ophiod informed them, "But they were attempting to find something. I would wager they've collected many of the blades already."

"So, attempting to smoke them out has taken so long, we've given them time to think..." Acronix mused, "Well, that can be fixed. Raze the city then, they'll come and fight you then!" Acronix chuckled, "Heroes can't ignore that sort of thing."

"I think we should see what their plan is," Prime put forward, "And let them carry it out."

"What?" Krux narrowed his eyes, "Project Red Dawn is almost upon us, Prime. If you intend to interrupt that-"

"I agree," Oni informed them, "If we attempt to attack again, they will likely hide and enact it again. We must find a way to force their hand in a different fashion."

"What are you suggesting?" Acronix narrowed his eyes, "We do not have the time or resources to spare for this! This is your job, not ours!"

"I have a few ideas," Prime smirked, "We want your permission to tamper with another world."

"You have already meddled enough that permission is not needed," Krux narrowed his gaze, "But what is it that you are planning?"

"You will see," Oni informed them, "You will see."

With a hard screech of hovercar repulsors, six very squished and very frazzled girls came to a stop at a small stop at a random parking garage. Harumi was gripping the wheel as hard as she could, looking over her shoulder and panting heavily as she did. Forte was half leaning out the window, and Carnelian, in the front seat alongside Harumi, looked ready to jump out and attack someone. Ren and Olive were calm, but on their guard, and Mizuko, currently riding in the trunk, was waiting as well for a queue to go.

"Go, go!" Harumi shouted. She had no idea if Ophiod was still after them. But this was a place they could park. The five funneled out the front doors, while Mizuko popped the trunk from the inside and leapt out, her hands raised and ready to fight. The six scattered across the parking garage, running up and down stairs and then jumping out into the open from various floors and spots. They formed their dragons and shot down towards the ground, hiding by weaving in and out of buildings as best they could. They went out in random directions, then began to weave their way in simple paths until they soon were in sight of the half-constructed building they called the Base.