The following fanfic is an attemp to somehow connect the events in JJ1 and JJ2 with the ones in JJGBA. I don't think I am a good writer, but nonetheless I decided to finally put this up... In fact, I started this short story a few months ago, but kept on abandoning it, then coming back and rewriting massive portions again and again... Still, I am happy to share it with you at last, especially because it's loosely connected to the upcoming story arc of Guilty Gene (which is incredibly delayed, I know; not my fault this time). If you want, feel free to correct my writing mistakes.

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It was a mission like any other. Devan Shell floated near planet Carrotus in his new Orbital Cannon and claimed he would shoot with it if the natives won’t agree to his total domination. Just as usual, one of them stood against the attacker. Yes, it was Jazz Jackrabbit, the one and only green bunny with a big blue gun. Speeding towards Devan’s device in his Jazz-01 spaceship, he was wondering what’s going to be for dinner once he’s done with the evil genius. Soon, he encountered a squadron of Turtle Terrorists Scouts.
-Hi guys, nice to see you again! And to prove my happiness, here’s a little gift! – Jazz shot a few missiles from his spaceship, blowing up all enemy units with ease. Soon, he docked inside the cannon and dashed towards the cockpit.
-You’re not going any further, furry! – shouted one of the guards as soon as Jazz passed through the first door.
-And you’re a bad fortuneteller, mister. – Jazz soon burned every guard with his Toaster. He followed to the next part of the weapon-station, scattering the ashes with every step.
-Watch out everyone, it’s Jazz Jackrabbit!
-Get him!
Jazz didn’t even respond this time. He just threw a stack of TNT in the middle of attacking group. Anyone who survived was blasted by his RF rockets.
-Sorry guys, but I’d prefer to make it home until 4 o’clock, my wife likes it when I come back early and I do like to make her happy! Get out of my way if you ever wanna watch Family Guy again, I tell you, Devan ain’t worth your friggin’ deal!
-Oh, just shut up you pile of fur and eat my rocket! – a venturesome turtle aimed its rocket launcher right at the green hare.
-Not this time, I’m currently on a diet. – Jazz dodged the rocket and it soon hit the wall, shutting down lights in the whole area. –Oh, look kids, it’s time to go to sleep!
Few seconds later another part of the cannon was left lifeless. A few units were still alive, but they’d soon die from blood loss. Jazz entered the top floor to meet his antagonist again.
-Okay Devan, show up. Today’s match is over with 1:0 for home.
A turtle with oversized glasses came out of the door above. What he stood on appeared to be the main cockpit.
-That’s what you think. I still can just shoot the cannon from this point and you can’t do anything about it because you’re too far away to stop me in time!
-Really? Ahhahahah! That’s something new. I thought you’d have no use of a deserted planet… and that’s how Carrotus will look like if you shoot.
-You’re smart, Jazz. And yes, I knew that. We’re not fighting since yesterday, you know.
-Yeah, yeah, smarty pants, so what’s your great plan you’re going to spoil?
-Notice that you came all the way here just to stop me.
-Oh yeah, and? –Jazz wasn’t puzzled or surprised at all.
-This is a perfect opportunity to get rid of you. Ninja-Bots!
Several ninja-looking robots jumped out of the shadows, surrounding Jazz. He looked around and said:
-Oh, so this is your great plan? Tell me, when will you run out of profits? Because I know you’ve always got, ahem, fresh ideas.
-Silence! I do still remember what I was taught at ninja lessons… yes, I gave up the whole idea, but these robots will do the job perfectly!
-Whatever. Bring it on, jerk! –Jazz prepared his gun for what was about to happen.
And it was sure fast. Robots looking and acting almost like living organisms were jumping all around Jazz and trying to cut him in half with their swords.
-Hey, Devan! Just tell me already, where’s the weak point? – shouted Jazz, dodging another cut.
-What?!?!
-You know… Something that will make the whole thing explode when I shoot it.
-I didn’t make such…
He didn’t finish, as Jazz shot robot’s head with a bouncy bullet. The machine turned off and fell down the room.
-Bingo. – said Jazz. –Not too original, guess I’ll even manage to find some time for doing shopping.
-How did you… - Devan was shivering with fear.
-Oh come on, I saw it shining in your pretty eyes. Let’s end this party!
Soon, every Ninja-Bot was lying on the ground. Jazz came over to Devan and said:
-Okay, push the self-destruction button or whatever you’ve got there to get this piece of junk out of our orbit and both of us will be going home.
Suddenly, Devan's eyes widened. Way too much to ignore this face expression.
-Hey, what’s wrong? It’s not like I said something new…
Suddenly, a cold, but similar to Devan’s voice has spoken from behind Jazz:
-Hello, Devan. Behold, this time I’m exceptionally going to help you and your lame Turtle Terrorists.
-Now what… -this time Jazz was actually puzzled.
-It’s… It’s HIM! – screamed Devan.
-Just who is this “him”?
-Oh, sorry. Guess I didn’t introduce myself… - the newcomer made a pause for increasing the tension, and perhaps also exaggerating his name’s value. -Dark Shell, the one and only Shellion emperor.
For the first time since sometime around 3 years, Jazz was frightened. He wasn’t prepared for that.
-There’s one thing Devan forgot… I don’t know how could he forget, it was so obvious…
-No, don’t tell me… - Devan was trying to stop Dark, but he was brutally pushed away.
-Yes, you forgot to IGNITE THE CANNON!
-NOOOO!!! – Jazz jumped towards Dark and started shooting at him, but the emperor had a tough metal shell and it reflected the bullets. It was too late. Dark entered the command to the cockpit and the cannon was charging up.
-You… you SICK (-)! – Jazz was really on top of his nerves. –Devan, stop the sequence RIGHT NOW or else I’ll BLOW YOUR HEAD OFF!
-I… I can’t. – Devan was shocked, too. –It cannot be stopped. I never meant to…
-You did. Of course you did. That’s what it was made for. – said Dark Shell, snickering.
Jazz did not have time to continue the talk. Not this time. He ran down to the docks even faster than he came the opposite way and jumped into his spaceship. A million thoughts dashed through his head, none of them being even a single wonder about sense of this runabout. He just sped back to his home planet, as fast as he ever could, trying to come before the shot.
-Eva! Spaz! Lori! Everybody! I…
The cannon shot.
For a moment, it went so bright that nothing could be seen. Like a supernova, or maybe even the light that is the mark of life’s end. Then, a number of explosions spread all over the surface. Nobody who would survive this could ever hear the noise of such an Armageddon considering they’d have to be behind a wall of airless space, but no doubt just the sound of it could kill in a blink of eye. Then everything went down within few seconds. The home planet of Galactic Rabbits, the crown of their civilization, main point of their business and a celestial body with the biggest population of their race was now a dead rock.
Jazz was alive. But in this very case, he’d rather prefer to die in the explosion. He landed and tried with all his will to see if anybody survived, but there wasn’t even any air to breathe with. When all his hope faded, he spent hours and hours on the scorched ground, sitting there and crying. Finally, he lost. He lost harder than Devan ever did. Now he had… nothing.
Nothing… except for a chance to revenge.
It wouldn’t bring back his family and friends to life… but it was the only way to repay for their souls. It was Dark’s fault. He launched the sequence. It was Devan’s fault. He had built the cannon. It was Jazz’s fault. He didn’t stop them. He didn’t do anything to end Devan’s rush for conquering Carrotus when he could. Each time Devan tried again, while he could’ve been gotten rid of in the very beginning. Now it seemed like that doesn’t matter, but it was still the only thing to do. With nothing more to lose.
Trying to rub off tears from his face, Jazz went back to the spaceship. Another squadron of Turtle Terrorists Scouts was coming to see if the planet is all clear. Jazz started off and destroyed every unit without a word. He flew into the dock, got out of Jazz-01 and immediately ran through the station full of dead bodies to the cockpit.
-De… DEVAN! I SWEAR! THIS TIME I’M GONNA KILL YOU!!!
Devan was lying in the corner in an embryonic position, shivering. He whispered maniacally:
-He… he went… away… Dark Shell… he’s not here… please… spare me… he did it…
Silence. The thick, heavy and oozing silence has spread through the whole station for a minute. No doubt it was the most thrilling minute in Devan’s whole life…
-No.
Jazz shot. The brain of evil genius covered the whole corner. Within a second, thousands of ingenious plans have simply vanished forever. The green hare turned around and started walking back to docks, leaving the dead corpse alone.
-One down. One to go. I’ll find him wherever he is… And eliminate.
Before going to his spaceship, Jazz picked up various weapons lying on the floor. Blasters, machine guns, bouncy guns and even the rocket launcher. He took off his backpack and tied bigger guns to his back, then carried everything to his spaceship and blasted off.