Fooruman was proud of the fortress he’d built on Mercury. It was twice as secure as any of his previous fortresses on Earth, and it was twice as well-armed as well. For once, Fooruman truly had built the perfect castle. He stood atop a spire that was surrounded by his special heat-blocking material. As he looked down at the castle he’d built, his mind suddenly snapped. He was consumed by the fact that this was one fight he stood a decent chance of winning. He could think of nothing else; the only thing on his mind was finally destroying the resistance that had so long plagued him. He wanted to win – DESERVED to win. It was HIS planet now, not theirs.

Fooruman was taken away from his thoughts when an alarm started blaring. He heard Black Ninja’s voice over the intercom. “Master, there is an incoming missile! I think the resistance is trying to wipe us out before they even set foot on this planet! What would you have me do?”

Fooruman laughed before speaking into the intercom. “Obviously we don’t want missiles flying at us. Fire one of our missiles straight at it.”

“Yes, master.”

Fooruman watched as the enemy missile approached. Suddenly, the ground beneath him shook. A missile blasted out of their fortress and hit the enemy missile head on. “Excellent,” he said, “Nothing can ever penetrate these castle walls.”

Fooruman turned around and began to head down the spiral staircase. He looked out the window and saw a missile heading straight towards him.

Black Ninja’s voice quickly came over the intercom. “Master, they tricked us! Another missile is on the way, and I can’t sto--“

The castle exploded instantly in a tremendous cloud of flame. The flame was instantly sucked out into space, but there was a huge chunk of wall missing on the side of the castle. Fooruman picked himself up off the ground and examined the ruined wall. He instantly called Black Ninja to start work on fixing it.

Coppertop laughed. “We did it!” she screamed. “We hit Fooruman right where it counts.” Coppertop then spun her chair around to face everyone else in the room.

Violet was, for the first time in a long while, pleased. “That was a brilliant maneuver, Coppertop.”

Coppertop blushed for a moment before becoming serious again. “Ok everyone, we have a very limited amount of time before we need to blast off this rock. Violet, stay here with me for a while and help me set the correct angle of trajectory. Everyone else, begin loading your things into the rocket. Make sure the test subjects for Operation: Repopulation are ready. Move with a purpose, people!”

With that said, everyone began working. Coppertop turned her chair around again to face the controls in front of her once more, this time with Violet’s help.

“Ok,” Violet said, “Time to bid our fond farewell to planet Earth.”

Fooruman admired the newly repaired wall and smiled. He knew he wouldn’t fail; he couldn’t. His castle was excellent. No enemy could ever withstand his might. Fooruman turned around from the window, obsessed with the greatness he had achieved. He clicked on the intercom to Black Ninja and spoke. “Black Ninja, you have seven hours to prepare the defenses for our final assault against the rebellion. I think they’re on their way.”

Black Ninja’s voice came through the intercom. “How did you know that? I was just about to call you with the status report.”

Fooruman grinned before replying. “I know everything.”