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[gatorkid509]

(I don't think Gruell, the other All Stars, and that one mailman Triceraton will get any votes, but it would be a surprise if they do. I will question why anyone would like Gruell since he's a a**hole, though)

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(Monza Ram) (Monza Ram & All Star member#2) (Monza Ram in guard uniform & High Council member)

[tmntkiseki]

Triceratons, along with some of their ships!

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[mcl4r3n]

Imagine going from being a teenager who used to talk about one of your favorite drivers while working your way up through Formula 3 and Formula 2 to joining Formula 1 and driving against said driver and ramming Alex Albon into said driver and having said driver annoy you on the paddock and embarrass you in a press conference where you can't contain your laughter and you turn red and start crying in front of Lewis Hamilton and everyone else and then becoming teammates with said driver and realizing that the small hero worship you used to hold for him no longer exists because everyone expects him to be better than you but you outperform him and friendship between you doesn't come easy and then at Monza you ask if it would be better if you held position and get team orders to let him keep the lead and so you do and you both stand on the podium and get the first 1-2 that your team has had in a over a decade and then you become better friends after that and then another year passes and you continue to outperform him but you also continue to become better friends and then it gets announced your boss has basically called it quits with him and you watch him become a shell of who he used to be and you exchange helmets in Abu Dhabi and he hugs you and you hug him back but he holds on just that one second tighter and your ears are red and then you think that's it but he signs with his old team and takes a year off the grid and over the months he starts to look healthier and happier and he invites you to hang out by the beach in Monaco and he takes his shirt off and so you put it on and he sticks a flower in your hair and you do the same behind his ear and he gives you more of his merchandise and he invites you to dinner in Monaco and you miss him and you tell everyone that you miss him and then you win P2 in your home race and do a shoey to celebrate and then you find out that he's driving again on the same grid as you and so you both decide to fly out together and just before take off you both have photos taken and then you both post on instagram at the same time and you're happy. You're happy. You're so fucking happy.

[fcb-mv33]

No way Ferrari and Merc fans are here calling bullshit when their drivers escaped penalties in Monza and Merc drivers escape penalties for ramming drivers off the road and not using their mirrors like ever?? Don’t like seriously stop embarrassing yourselves😂😂😂

[blorbocedes]

ok, so i got into f1 through dts in the past few years, and then stumbled across the brocedes rabbit hole recently. before that i didn't really know/like nico at all, because everyone made out like he was awful and obsessed with lewis. but i've just been watching the 2016 season, and not only is nico actually really nice (especially when he keeps being booed by crowds for literally no reason) but i have to say that i was shocked by how unreliable both mercedes cars were in that season. like, people make it out as though lewis' car was breaking down all the time and nico's was perfect, but in almost every race where lewis had car issues, so did nico. even watching the sky sports coverage (where they do talk almost non-stop about lewis and are definitely biased towards him), the number of times that they interview niki or toto going 'oh it was a perfect race for nico but car issues for lewis' and toto or niki say that actually both cars had issues is insane. also, people keep saying that nico would deliberately speak foreign languages in the cooldown room to exclude lewis (which im obviously not discounting), but in almost all of the cooldown rooms that they've shown for this season, it's just really awkward and quiet as they don't talk to each other, or anyone at all really. i feel like nico has just been done so dirty by everyone

come here anon let me kiss you with tongue

i went through this exact journey of discovery too where I was like yeahhhh everyone hates this guy! boo 🍅🍅🍅 so I went looking deeper into why (so I can be an #informed hater) and then I was like HUH.... he's not the manipulative evil obsessed with lewis can't get over their past relationship dude he's portrayed in fanon or exacerbated by sky news. in fact he was well liked by the grid!!! he invited others on Air Rosberg so they could all go travel together. and don't get me started on The Narratives of it all. my man was getting booed at Silverstone or for beating lewis, and he was saying thank you to the fans... the tifosi booed him for winning Monza and he turned that around and made them sing with him!!! (and then kravitz called it embarrassing 😶)

the British sky coverage bias is SO real, and not do get me started on the crashes which are all framed as "Nico got envious and rammed into Lewis" and not the amount of times Lewis didn't leave enough space, or he was the one who caused it....... but I digress. the W-06s were kind of like the 2022 Ferraris where they were insanely fast but notoriously unreliable. fucking hell when Nico won the championship -- EVERYONE including his own team of Toto and Niki were talking about whether Lewis lost due to DNFs, and it took sebastian vettel to be like. hey. can we talk about Nico's deserved win tho?

lewis was asked if he thought the better man won and he said he didn't agree with that, and then when he retired was like "oh I'm not surprised, it's the first time he's won anything in 20 years." 🥴🥴🥴

every time someone learns more about nico over what's regurgitated about him they're always Huh... he's just some well meaning cringe dude... and not an evil mastermind 🤥 I do not discount that they've both hurt each other in ways we're not aware of, but everything that's publicly available means that's not our stance to take (hate a guy on Behalf of lewis cause he won't say his name)

now I don't blame fans -- how would you know about something that happened like 7 years ago now? and Lewis is very skilled at the narratives around him, he had a team that despite letting both drivers race was clearly behind him; and everything since DTS, fanon has been reinforcing the same narrative.

ultimately, nico won 2016 and lewis won the narrative.

sorry this answer got so long!!! i have mental problems!!! happy to recruit you in our large number of 6 nicologists if you now swing that way. 💕

[juanmecanico]

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[holdmyhopeinyourhands]

Did Lando really just say he was glad the Monza crash happened. Did this bitch actually open his mouth and say with his whole chest he was glad the Monza crash, the crash were Mv0 rammed into Lewis and Lewis had an entire fucking wheel on his head, happened?!......every.time. I swear to God every time I start to like him and think he's maturing he does shit like this. And you know what, the more I look at him the less I think he has any respect for Lewis at all. And honestly, fine. I can accept him not liking Lewis. Just stop faking it and for the love of God keep his name out of your mouth. And next time you think it's okay to say the crash were Lewis could have lost his life if not for the halo was a good thing, maybe think twice. Fucking hell, f1 drivers are making me more and more bitter as time goes by.

[mickstart]

hey!!! im relatively new to f1 and since i think you have been watching for way longer than i have i was wondering if you have a top 3/top 5 funniest f1 moments like stupid controversies or drivers being idiots or stuff like that :) i'd love to read it if u do!!! <3

Hey omg of course! Thank you I love to ramble about F1. This won't have links BC it's 11pm and I'm in a 🤪 mental health episode ✨ but I welcome the distraction I'm sorry for the low effort heres my list in no particular order. I will be focusing on clown behaviour

Schumi, Mika, and Eddie Irvine getting into a water fight in a press conference specifically Michael begging "leave me out of it please I had nothing to do with it" and hiding behind a towel and Mika running after Eddie with an entire jug.

Montoya on the grid waiting for the race to start being told to get out of his car and into the spare car then getting sent back to the main car then back to the spare car then back to the main car only to find the FIA had disqualified him BC they were fed up with the teams stupidity.

Ralf Schumacher being left up on his jack on the starting grid and Williams not realising despite looking right at him whilst Ferrari waved frantically across the grid at them to try and get their attention and Michael watched it in his mirrors and you can hear him thinking to himself how many Christmases he can tell this story at before people get bored of hearing it.

I know for some people this is a huge controversy but for me Schumi trying to ram Jacques and bouncing comically off of him and beaching his own car is one of the funniest things I've ever seen BC it makes him look SO dumb it makes him look like dick dastardly because of the incompetence not the cheating. He's sat there like "and I would have gotten away with it too if it weren't for you meddling laws or physics"

European GP 1999 where the start was aborted and the lights stayed on but the drivers didn't realize so like six cars jumped the start and then immediately slammed on the brakes.

Bonus: Schumi v Lewis at monza 2011 (might actually be 2012 but I don't think so) it's so funny Lewis is too good for Schumi to lose him but Schumi is too good for Lewis to pass him so they spend 3/4 of the race in a stalemate. At one point Lewis pits and is freed from staring at Michael's ass. Michael pits a few laps later and comes out right in front of Lewis and the mental image of Lewis seeing him leave the pits like an old woman cutting you off in the car park and going 2mph while you suffer behind her sends me into hysterics every time

[beeblackburn]

Best Served Cold for the Reverse Unpopular Opinion meme? :)

I'd say thank you, @xserpx, but you just know the best ways to hurt me with the Reverse Unpopular Opinion meme, don’t you. I could’ve taken anything else, anything, and you decide to sharpen the knife and ram it into my chest.

Well.

You inhumane sicko.

Okay, I'm only half-joking, because Best Served Cold is interesting to me from the lens of viewing Abercormbie’s authorial journey and it genuinely has a decent chunk of good stuff, even if it’s my least favorite The First Law book (that’s not to say it’s the worst-written. Oh no, The First Law trilogy still takes that cake), from tonal excessiveness. I can certainly say nice things about this book! And I can certainly say them without gritting my teeth like with answering for Sanderson!

For starters, I think there’s something low-key amazing about how Best Served Cold is easily the most quintessential Abercrombie book, with an abundance of idiosyncratic and eccentric characters, his need for narrative structure, his moral ambiguities, and all the tonal grimness, absurd black humor, vicious women, pathetic failboys, and grotesque violence he’s known for. Add in the real-life subtext in that Best Served Cold was either going to make or break his future career, and it’s hilariously astonishing how he just threw paint to the walls and came up with this. It’s not necessarily his best, but it’s easily the book you could hand to someone as an Introduction to Abercrombie, packaged in a standalone and say: yup, if you like this, you’ll surely handle the rest of Abercrombie’ oeuvre!

But, continuing on that real-life subtext, it’s interesting to note how Best Served Cold is an interesting experiment of tonal contrasts and how Abercrombie attempts to go from one extreme to the other. It’s easily one of the darkest of his entries, given Benna and Monza’s initial fates off the mountain, Shivers’ torture and moral decay, Cosca’s non-sober ending, and all the innocent(?) lives swept up in the chaos of Monza’s vengeance. But it’s also the funniest, with tons of Cosca knee-slappers, Morveer’s entire POV (my ribs!), Shenkt with the liver, and even Friendly and Shivers get their understated, yet utterly hilarious, moments. 

But, more crucially to me, studying Abercrombie’s authorial journey, I’m always drawn and intrigued by how it continues Abercrombie’s thematic journey with the agency and morality of the characters, most specifically, how it gives them that. A part of what makes The First Law depressing in how everyone lacks agency in the grand scope of Bayaz vs. Khalul’s petty continental-blown squabble-turned epic fantasy struggle by genre trappings. Best Served Cold is really not like that. If anything, it’s the inverse: an intensely personal story about a harsh women, after being at the mercy of others in the earliest chapters, taking her fate into her hands and undertaking a vengeance quest, just wanting to kill seven men, and everyone else tags along, but for their own motives.

Like, this is a book that constantly has alliances shifting, Vitari and Friendly leaving because shit’s hit the fan or because of prior loyalties, respectively, Morveer having the choice to duck out of the vengeance quest after the Day incident, but staying because he’s a self-deluding dipshit with a vicious streak, Cosca playing multiple sides at one point, Shivers slowly turning against Monza and betraying her in the end, and Monza herself realizing she doesn’t have to be the vengeful hardass. Maybe she has the choice to do better. That’s the thing about Best Served Cold: it is a grim book, but characters here do have the agency to make better choices or leave the black business, Monza’s ending alone is a rebuke of her “mercy and cowardice are the same” mantra, the lie she tells herself to stay committed to a merciless reputation. And that’s so interesting to me, in how one of his darkest book has an almost hopeful edge to one of the character resolutions, compared to the original trilogy’s relief-less ending.

It’s also great at having the most eclectic and memorable cast of POVs among Abercrombie’s books. The original trilogy and the other two standalones have at least more than one grounded POVs, but Best Served Cold is a carnival show full of murderers and assholes, and Abercrombie just rolls with the fun dynamics here, like Friendly and Cosca, Morveer and Shivers, Cosca and Morveer, and Monza and Shivers in their utter dysfunction, and it’s fun to watch these quirky personalities bounce off each other in snide digs and quips, all of them sinking into further moral turpitude. Shenkt himself is low-key unique in all his trappings, and a one-man show personality in his own right.

I also appreciate Abercrombie trying a more concentrated effort at tightening his structure and pacing via the seven men to kill. It keeps the settings flowing in a natural way to go from city to city, from target to target. And it ends up leading to the much tighter The Heroes narrative structure of the days of war, which I’ll give Best Served Cold credit for walking so the later books could fly.

Plot-wise, the Sipani section is fun, from the pre-murder plotting to how much shit just flies at the same time during Cardotti, causing a chaotic shitstorm via the multiple POVs dealing with different fires starting at once. Visserine is heavy, has Ganmark, and earns its poignant descent for both of its main leads in the dungeons and finishes with an emotional heartbreaker of a moment, even on reread. Ospria actually has some pretty great character work inside it, from Shivers (not) working through his post-eye burning and relationship breakdown to Monza dealing with the guilt of Shivers’ eye and how she’s hardcore self-loathing in how much she feels she rots things, but also has fun Cosca shenanigans, the Morveer job interview, Shenkt being an adoring wife-guy, and Foscar’s ending is easily one of the most overtly harrowing things for characterization’s sake.

For the characters themselves, Friendly and Cosca are solid POVs, at least, Friendly having an utterly unique narrative voice, given his likely autism and being socially awkward as a result, and Cosca being a well-needed source of levity in dark times. 

However, it’s Monza-Shenkt-Morveer that steal the show for me.

Morveer is the ultimate punchline of a weasel, just utterly pathetic and pedantic as a human being, thinking he’s owned recognition, despite working in a profession that requires discreet obscurity, self-pitying while making the lion’s share of his misery, and just the most melodramatic, condescending and messy asshat who is both genuinely a competent and masterful poisoner and a total overgrown child. It’s an amazing juxtaposition of his character and each reread, I love him more.

Shenkt himself used to be the favorite Best Served Cold POV of mine, and while my opinion’s changed a little that I can’t conclusively say that anymore, he’s still amazing for being an outlier to Best Served Cold and the greater reach of The First Law, being a one-made walking emissary of magic and supernatural violence, otherworldly mercy and ruthlessness, and a history and world beyond the memories among the mortals. There’s so much history and regret and being worn down in Shenkt’s narrative voice, I always feel so sad for him, even though he’s a dipshit who passes the buck, as if others could possibly know he’s a supernatural fighter who moves at coin-melting speeds. Also, he is The Original Wife-Guy who loves his mortal children, and that’s pretty damn neat.

Monza, though... oh, I thought she was more vanilla, but unpack the surface read, peel off all the elements of her relationship with Benna and Shivers, and let yourself get engrossed by the layers uncovered in her retrospective sections, and she comes across one hell of a complex character, with plenty of fucked-upness to her roots! She’s no-nonsense and pragmatic, yet mourns her brother-lover and dresses her new partner up in Benna’s former fashion. She’s professed to be utterly ruthless and cold, yet she feels guilt and shame and love. She’s a straightforward truth-speaker to people, yet she constantly lies to herself about her buried principles. She’s a woman drenched in war and made for destruction, yet she once wanted things to grow and dreamed of standing in the shadow of the House of the Maker. That she was written in the 2000s is a genuine miracle, a prickly, stern, visceral woman with no obvious emotional soft spots and an abundance of flaws that she’s taken to task with, but never punished in a(n especially sexually) degrading manner, with a wide breadth of built-up relationships, both in the past and present. She might not be one of my favorite women of Abercrombie’s, that’s a testament to how good his later women are, but she’s amazing, regardless, and a huge chunk of this book is devoted to her psychological journey.

God, this was in 2009. Everyone needs to step up to Abercrombie’s level, in terms of writing flawed and vicious women.

Thank you again, @xserpx!

[fcb-mv33]

Why would Lewis be black flagged for a an incident that is not for black flag? Brake checking is. Race incident isn't. Or you wantes Max to be black flagged in Monza too?

Lewis rammed into Max cause he didn’t want to overtake before the drs line leaving Max to get drs…Silverstone should be a black flag if you want Jeddah to be one.

Why should Max be black flagged at Monza?? Lewis left no space, sausage curbs played a part in Max’s just jumping…even Brundle said it was a racing incident.

(Lewis just doesn’t know how to race wheel to wheel, he hasn’t done it since 2016 and expects to be left through all the time…can’t leave the space🤫)

[tamachan221]

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"About time." he let out.

...

Zanramon slowly picked himself up off the ground, looking down at what had struck him. His eyes widened when he saw it was a familiar metal fan.

"They're here!" He let out. "Find them!"

A group of troops nodded as they spread out to search the area. While Zanramon's back was turned, a large figure darted past, taking the tessen back before disappearing into the shadows of the room. The soldiers continued looking around for any trace of their assailants, but found nothing. Suddenly a shadowy figure darted behind them and struck one of them in the back of the head, knocking him out. Said figure then grabbed the downed soldier by the ankles, dragging him into the darkness.

"Did you hear something?" One of the soldiers questioned.

"I think so." another soldier replied.

Both soldiers were then forced to head-butt one another, knocking each other out before they too were dragged into the darkness. Only two more soldiers remained, and having lost track of their compatriots, they were beginning to feel on edge. Commander Mozar observed the scene, letting out a growl.

"Prime Leader, we need reinforcements." he insisted. "We can't afford to let these creatures win."

"Very well." Zanramon relented before activating his comms. "All additional forces to the communications chamber! Repeat, all additional forces to the communications chamber!"

...

Having heard the call, most of the Triceratons in the lower levels were making their way towards the communications chamber. After a few minutes, the sound of footsteps died down and the hallways emptied. This was when a large manhole cover slid away, allowing Traximus to climb out. He glanced down the hallway, checking for stragglers before turning back to the hole.

"All clear." he announced.

Once given the go ahead, Lisa, Monza Ram, and the rest of the Resistance fighters climbed out of the sewer. They kept close to the wall, moving on Traximus' signal towards the armory.

"No doubt there will still be guards on duty." Monza Ram whispered. "Be ready."

Lisa merely primed her laser gun, putting herself on one side of the door as Traximus took the other. After exchanging nods, Traximus opened the door to reveal a group of about seven Triceratons scattered throughout the room. The two quickly entered the room and started shooting at them, taking them out. About three fell before the remaining four began to return fire, forcing Lisa and Traximus to take cover. The four soldiers fired upon them relentlessly, not giving them even the slightest opening.

"Rakkan hell!" Lisa cursed.

That's when Monza Ram and the All-Stars entered, returning fire of their own. They wasted no time shooting down three of the four remaining Triceratons with relative ease. The last Triceraton looked at his opponents, as well as Traximus and Mona Lisa, then promptly dropped his weapon and raised his hands. Traximus snorted.

"A wise decision." he commented.

Mona Lisa kept her gun trained on the guy as Monza Ram moved across the armory. He approached a small crate off in the corner, lifting the lid to reveal a palm scanner.

"This is how we get in." he announced, turning back towards the captive soldier. "Open the way for us."

The Triceraton nodded before placing his hand on the scanner, opening the door. As the door opened up, Lisa ushered the captive Triceraton towards a closet where the rest of the guards were being put. He willingly stepped inside as the door was shut, locking with a pneumatic hiss.

"How many will be down there?" Lisa questioned Monza Ram.

"At least four." he answered. "One to man, three to guard."

"We take the guards first." Trax deduced. "Then we focus on the one manning the cannon."

"Once we disable the men, how do we stop the cannon?" Lisa asked.

One of the all-stars smashed open a box, pulling out a collection of Triceraton detonators.

"We destroy it." he answered.

Lisa nodded as the group went out.

...

Back with the turtles and their friends, they continued to move in the shadows to avoid detection by the Triceratons. This was difficult with Hisako just barely there and being carried by Leatherhead. Thankfully, the crocodile was excellent at playing the part of the silent hunter. He kept Hisako close as he skulked in the darkness, staying out of the reach of their alien pursuers. Splinter and Murakami stayed close to one another, the former aiding the latter in remaining unseen. Casey stuck close to the ground, a stolen shock staff in his hands as he waited for an unfortunate victim to cross his path.

About that time, reinforcements arrived, pouring into the room. Mozar gave silent orders, having them fan out and scan the room. The new soldiers watched each other's backs, making sneak attacks nearly impossible.

"That's a lot of Triceratons." Raph hissed.

"We're gonna have to move fast to take them down." Leo responded.

"Keep it stealthy my brothers." Mikey told them. "We got th-"

Suddenly, a laser blast struck the ceiling where he was hanging. It started him, causing to let go of his holding with a yelp. He fell down into the open, right into the middle of a bunch of waiting Triceratons.

"Uh… hey everyone." Mikey waved sheepishly.

The Triceratons aimed their weapons at the turtle as the others leapt out of their hiding places to fight the Triceratons head on. Donny swung his staff at a Triceratons face, causing him to stumble back. Raph jammed his sai into the barrel of another's gun, wrenching it from his grip before freeing his weapon and kicking the Triceraton aside. Leo sliced a Triceratons gun barrel clean off as Mikey ran up, leapt off Leo's shell, and kicked the Triceraton right in the face, knocking him to the ground.

"Yeah, Goongala!" Casey cheered, jamming his shock staff into the gut of a Triceraton before twirling it around and hitting another. "Time for the hunters to become the hunted!"

"You heard him, Leatherhead." Hisako grinned, holding onto the croc's back with one arm and drawing her tessen with the other. "Let's show these things whose boss!"

Leatherhead barreled out and proceeded to slash and maim every Triceraton in sight. Hisako's tessen went out in an arc, striking any attempted snipers hiding in the shadows.

"Woo!" she cried out. "Even running on fumes, I still kick shell!"

"Way to go, sis!" Raph cried out, elbowing a Triceraton in the face.

Splinter meanwhile, was holding his own against the Triceratons quite well. Striking the alien warrior at key nerve points caused them to go stiff as boards, falling over like dominoes. Murakami was having similar results, dodging and weaving the loud, hulking beasts with ease.

"If only the Yakuza had been this loud and gangly." Murakami quipped. "Perhaps the true Foot Clan would have managed to wipe them out."

"If only!" Splinter called back.

As the fight continued, Mozar and Zanramon observed the fight with a mixture of contempt and anger.

"How are these off worlders defeating the best soldiers in the Triceraton army?!" Zanramon demanded.

"The Gamarons and the humanoid have proven valiant warriors in the past." Mozar reminded.

"They are pathetic, worthless scum of the universe!" Zanramon shrieked. "I want them destroyed in the next cycle, or you'll join them on the execution block!"

"Y-yes sir!" Mozar replied.

Grabbing a gun for himself, he ran into the fray.

...

Back with Traximus and his team, they were enduring an incredibly tense elevator ride down to the Decimator Cannon. Lisa glanced over at Monza-Ram and the rest of the All-Stars, clearly conflicted about how she felt about them. She gripped her weapon, as if contemplating whether or not to use it. Finally, the elevator stopped, opening up to the control center for the Decimator Cannon.

"We need to move fast." Monza-Ram informed the group. "Even with the off worlder's distraction, it will not be long before our efforts are noticed."

"Just tell us where to plant the charges." Lisa replied coldly.

"Right." Monza-Ram replied, focusing up. "Follow me."

The group followed him, planting the charges wherever Monza-Ram directed them. Thankfully, the job was a quick one.

"Charges planted." Traximus reported. "How are things on your end, April O'Neil?"

"All charges are linked up to the set-up down here." April reported over a comm link. "I'll be ready to detonate on your signal."

"Good, then it is time we leave this place." Traximus declared.

The team quickly made their way towards the elevator. As they tried to make their escape, the doors opened, revealing a squad of Triceratons.

"Seems the Commander was right." One spoke up. "The off worlders were a distraction."

"Take them all." another ordered. "We'll make them all squeal."

The Triceratons opened fire, causing the team to scatter. One of the All Stars managed to tackle Lisa out of the way, but she just shoved him off.

"I don't need your help!" She insisted, opening fire on the Triceratons.

Blaster fire zipped back and forth, pinning the team down and not giving them very much options. Laser fire was traded between both groups, neither getting lucky enough to hit the other. Traximus was becoming increasingly frustrated by this turn of events, and part of him feared that one stray shot would set of the bombs prematurely. He ducked out from his position and fired off a few shots, actually hitting one of the Triceratons before ducking back.

"We need to make for the elevator!" he shouted.

"Well there are a dozen enemy Triceratons between us and it!" Mona Lisa snapped, peeking out and letting off a shot before retracting once more.

"We need a way to clear our path!" Monza-Ram proposed.

Two All Stars both popped up, letting loose a volley of fire at the enemy to try and do just that. The Triceratons moved towards the corners of the entrance, allowing a small opening for the team to escape. Mona Lisa went for it first, alerting the enemy to their ploy.

"They're making a break for it!" One shouted.

"Not for long." another retorted.

He leveled his gun with Lisa, firing a shot. Monza-Ram saw the blast and moved on instinct. He was struck in the stomach by the blast, crying out in pain as he fell.

"Monza-Ram!" One of the All-Star's shouted.

Lisa turned to the downed Triceraton in shock. Her surprise at his actions allowed the Triceratons to surround them, their guns aimed at her and the downed Monza-Ram.

"All of you will surrender, or these two will be the first to die!" One of the enemy Triceratons swore.

Lisa sneered at the Triceraton, then her eyes glanced down at Monza-Ram. Despite her earlier confliction, she found herself pained by his condition. She looked over at Traximus, reluctant acceptance in her eyes.

"Do it." she said quietly.

Begrudgingly, Traximus tossed down his weapon and raised his hands in surrender. Lisa did the same as the Triceratons took them prisoner. The other All-stars followed suit as the enemy Triceraton opened a communication line.

"Commander Mozar, this is Trooper Zog." he reported. "We've captured the rebel leader and his forces. What are your orders?"

"Bring them to Prime Leader Zanramon." Mozar ordered. "He will decide their fate along with the Gamarons."

...

Back with the fight, despite the increased number of Triceratons, the fight was starting to go in favor of the good guys. Raph leapt into the air and brought his foot down on top of a Triceraton's head, knocking him out. Leo did a handstand, split kicking a pair of Triceratons before flipping back onto his feet. Mikey leapt onto the back of one and pulled on its horns, causing it to thrash around trying to get the turtle off. Casey was doing the same thing, and the two quickly made their Triceratons bash into one another, hopping off at the last second before sharing a high five.

Donny dodged around several blaster shots before extending one of his blades and stabbing it into the Triceratons blaster. He then wrenched it out of the Triceratons hands before smacking it across the face. Splinter ran towards a Triceraton and leapt into the air, kicking it in the chest and knocking it into a wall. Splinter then threw his walking stick at another oncoming Triceraton, disorienting it so he could come up and strike it in the head, knocking it out.

Murakami stood in the middle of a group of four Triceratons, effortlessly dodging and weaving to avoid their blows. One tried to punch him and he grabbed the arm, flipping the alien dino over his shoulder and into another. The other two were easily dealt with via a well times double kick counter. Leatherhead was tearing into one Triceraton after another, Hisako on his shoulders. Her strength was back, so she flipped off of him, throwing her tessen in wide arcs. They disarmed several of the soldiers, leaving them easy pickings for her crocodile boyfriend.

"Nice to have you back in action, sis." Raph replied, punching out a Triceraton.

"Good to be back." She replied, getting her tessen back. "I hate being laid up like that."

The two then returned to the fray, knocking out a few more Triceratons along the way. Still watching all of this, Zanramon's already limited patience was coming to an end.

"My finest warriors… beaten by these offworlder… ingrates!" He exclaimed. "How is this possible?!"

"It matters not." Mozar assured him. "This fight is ours."

Zanramon turned to see Traximus and his team being lead into the room cuffed up. The turtles and Hisako froze, Casey, Splinter, and Murakami all doing the same.

"Lisa!" Raph cried out before turning to Mozar. "You even think about hurting her, and heads are gonna roll!"

"That depends on you, Gamaron." Zanramon replied. "Stand down now, or your comrades suffer the consequences."

The soldiers holding their allies prisoner all aimed their weapons, making it quite clear what those consequences would be. Raph glared intensely at the Triceraton Prime Leader, wanting nothing better than to take him out. Reluctantly though, he dropped his sai. Everyone else dropped their weapons as well, even Master Splinter and Casey. Zanramon grinned.

"Take them all, and prepare another camera." He ordered. "I'll execute all of these miserable creatures as an example to all who cross the Triceraton Republic!"

"But sir," Mozar spoke up. "What about a right to trial?"

Zanramon turned on Mozar, grabbing him by the front of his uniform.

"Are you questioning my orders?" He snarled.

"N-no sir." Mozar replied. "I just… want to see these creatures face true justice."

"I decree that they are to be executed." Zanramon snapped. "THAT is true justice! They, and all of their traitorous, rebel filth will be destroyed! Now do as I say, or join them!"

"... yes, sir." Mozar relented.

He gestured to the men, who grabbed the turtles and their allies, cuffing them and leading them off.

...

Sometime later, all of them were lead into the throne room, getting dropped to their knees in a long row. Monza-Ram's stomach wound had been given a temporary patch, Zanramon determined to make him live to see his proper execution. Traximus looked up at Mozar, just watching all this take place.

"Why are you just standing there?" Traximus questioned. "You know this isn't right."

"I have my duties Traximus." Mozar told him. "I cannot disobey the Prime Leader."

"You know that he has corrupted our once great republic." Traximus insisted, struggling to his feet before he was forced back down by guards.

"I do what I must." Mozar replied. "Just like all those years ago."

"All those years..." Leo repeated, remembering what Traximus had told them back when they first met. "You. You're the one who sold him out!"

"My duty is to the republic, and whoever may be in command of it." Mozar told him.

"And how long until that republic goes against everything you believe in?" Leo challenged. "Will you still blindly follow orders?"

"Silence, Gamaron!" One of the guards snapped, hitting Leo on the back of the head with his gun.

"Leo!" Raph let out.

"Sis, can't you Dark Phoenix us out of here?" Mikey questioned.

"I'm physically better, but my mental powers are running on fumes." Hisako replied. "I could barely levitate a paperclip."

"Terrific." Donny dreaded. "And the cameras will be rolling any minute now."

"Making this the… second worst capture we've ever had." Mikey commented.

"Not a consolation Mikey." Raph replied.

"Do not lose hope, my children." Splinter told them. "Not all is lost."

"I hope you're right Sensei," Donny replied. "I hope you're right."

…

Back at the U.N., world leaders were all still talking amongst themselves, Agent Bishop trying to maintain order. Unfortunately, everyone was starting to lose patience as more time passed and the Triceraton ships remained in the sky.

Everyone," He spoke up. "Everyone, just calm down."

"You told us that you had your best agents on this case!" The Japanese Ambassador exclaimed, slamming his palm on the table.

"And they are, I assure you." Bishop confirmed. "We just need to be patient."

"This Zanramon's time limit has nearly reached its end!" The German ambassador pointed out. "If this situation is allowed to escalate-!"

That's when the screen began flickering once more. Zanramon graced the screen with a sinister grin on his face.

"Creatures of this backwater planet, I have great news for everyone."

He stepped out of the camera, showing off all of the captives lined up, ready for execution. Everyone in the U.N gasped, terrified mutters and shocked whispers of disbelief flitted through the Ambassadors. Bishop's gaze remained unreadable, but his eyes narrowed and his fists clenched.

"The Gamaron fugitives who have eluded me in the past have finally been captured." He declared, the camera panning to show everyone. "More than that, I have captured the rebel scum that has plagued my system for far too long! Now, I will finally rid myself of this pestilence, and have given your planet the honor of witnessing Triceraton justice."

The guards behind each prisoner readied their weapons, guns aimed right at their heads. All of the turtles flinched, Hisako beginning to tear up. Traximus, however, remained bold. He didn't flinch at the gun to his head, just staring at the Prime Leader with a proud look on his face.

"You truly believe you have beaten us?" Traximus questioned.

"You stand to be executed for crimes against the Triceraton Republic." Zanramon replied. "You and all your allies have been captured."

"Not all of them." Traximus corrected. "Now O'Neil!"

…

From her spot down in the Rebel headquarters, April slammed her hand on the fire button, setting off the charges in the Decimator Cannon. The charges went off, blowing the cannon and starting a chain reaction that began spreading through the entire Triceraton Home world.

"Whoa, guess we should have known blowing up a planet destroying weapon would have devastating effects." April realized.

She ditched her post, running for the exit as everything began to shake.

…

From the throne room, massive earthquakes began shaking everything and everyone inside. The Hamato Siblings took advantage of the chaos to get to their feet, jumping over their bindings so their hands were in front of them. They then spun around and kicked the guards holding them in the stomach. The guards doubled over, allowing them to dispatch them with ease. Donny managed to grab some keys off one of the guards, allowing him to free himself, and the others.

"The Decimator Cannon must have been linked to the power center of the entire Home world!" He rationalized. "This entire place is coming down on top of us!"

"We gotta get out of here!" Mikey yelled.

Upon hearing this, Mozar immediately grabbed his comm.

"All units, get to your escape crafts!" He ordered. "Repeat, get to your escape crafts!"

Everyone began scrambling to escape, rebels and loyalists alike. One rather violent quake shook the room, dropping a piece of the ceiling. Mozar saw it was aimed at the Prime Leader and reacted on instinct, shoving him out of the way. The resulting rubble fell on top of Mozar, trapping him underneath. He cried out in pain as Zanramon got to his feet.

"Prime Leader..." Mozar wheezed. "Help me..."

Zanramon just ignored Mozar's pleas and bolted. However, his cries did not go unheard. Traximus looked over, seeing his former friend trapped. He paused running, intercepting Leatherhead.

"Leatherhead, I beg you to help me." he requested, pointing over at Mozar.

"Why should I?" Leatherhead asked. "He sought... to hurt us. To hurt Oracle."

"He was my friend." Traximus begged. "And no one deserves to be left to die."

Leatherhead softly growled in response, knowing that he had a point.

"Very well." Leatherhead relented.

The two then got to work, clearing the debris and helping Mozar to his feet. Mozar looked at them both in shock.

"Why…?" he questioned. "Why would you-?"

"No time for sappy explanations!" Mikey shouted. "We gotta get off this hunk of rock!"

"Anyone thought of exactly how?" Raph asked.

"The prime leader's personal hanger is the closest." Mozar answered. "It may be your only chance!"

"Then let's book!" Leo called out.

...

Zanramon ran to his personal cruiser, rushing into the pilot's seat. He was just preparing the launch sequence when he heard the sound of a laser gun being powered on. He then felt the barrel of said gun against the back of his head.

"I wouldn't if I were you." April warned. "I'm just itching to pull this trigger."

Zanramon slowly turned around and saw her standing there, wielding a large laser gun and aiming it right at him.

"Do you honestly believe you intimidate me?" Zanramon asked.

April shot the ground just centimeters from his foot. He stepped back on instinct as she leveled it with his head again.

"Next one will be higher." she warned.

Zanramon relented and held his hands up. April just smirked as the others came running onto the ship. Casey went wide-eyed when he saw the scene before him.

"April..." he let out. "Did you-?"

"Pick your jaw up off the ground, Casey." April told him. "We need to get out of here."

"You got it." Casey replied. "Anyone know how to fly this thing?"

"I can." Traximus spoke up.

He went to the controls, resuming the powering sequence before pulling the ship out of the Triceraton Home world. He then hit the throttle, causing them to jet out at breakneck speed just as the explosions got more and more violent. The cruiser joined an entire armada of other escape vehicles as the entire Home world exploded in the air. Everyone looked out the windows and watched the Home world reduced to dust floating in space.

"Well..." Raph let out. "That happened."

About that time, the cruiser's communications array started squawking, the various scattered ships trying to get in contact with the Prime Leader.

"Mozar, tell them to take this ship." Zanramon ordered. "I want these… these… insolent creatures destroyed."

Mozar's good eye narrowed and he walked towards the communication array. Leo went wide-eyed, moving to intercept. However, Hisako put up and arm, stopping him as Mozar activated communications.

"This is commander Mozar to all ships…" Mozar spoke up. "The Prime Leader is no more."

...

The personal cruiser landed on another one of the Triceraton land masses surrounding earth.

"So, now what?" Mikey asked.

"I have already put in a call to the army on board." Mozar explained. "Once they heard of Zanramon's cowardly act, they turned against him in an instant."

The former prime leader let out a snarl, struggling in the grip of two All Stars.

"They'll make sure he faces justice for his crimes." Mozar promised. "All his crimes."

The doors to the cruiser opened and a platoon of soldiers met them there. They marched towards Zanramon and took him into custody. A few more came and started tending to Monza-Ram, the patch starting to wear out. With their enemy gone and their friend getting the medical care he needed, it was time to discuss some serious matters.

"So what's gonna happen to the Triceratons now?" Leo asked.

"They will need a new leader." Murakami spoke up. "Without proper leadership, there is little chance of rebuilding their Republic."

"The blind one speaks true." Traximus agreed before turning to Mozar. "Who will they turn to?"

"You." Mozar told him. "There is none I can think of possessing more honor and integrity than you, should you accept."

Traximus was stunned by the suggestion.

"You should take it." Monza-Ram spoke up. "I will happily accept you as Prime Leader."

"As will we all." One of the All-Stars declared.

"You got our vote." Mikey chimed in.

"Mine as well." Lisa spoke up.

Traximus admittedly was surprised by all the support he was receiving. Eventually, he straightened up, meeting their eye.

"While I am honored by the nomination, I believe it is time for the true republic to return." he declared. "I will rebuild the council, so no single Triceraton will ever sit on the throne of our people again."

"I will aid you in this." Mozar promised. "If you will allow."

"It would be an honor to work by your side once more, old friend." Traximus allowed.

Mozar smiled at the prospect.

"Thank you, my friend." Mozar replied.

"But what about the turtles and their allies?" Mona Lisa questioned.

"Us?" Leo questioned. "We go home and face the music."

"Yeah, so much for our days of being New York's dirty little secret."

"I am sorry your lives have been altered so much because of our world's meddling." Traximus apologized. "I wish we could make it up to you."

"Perhaps they could stay as citizens of the Triceraton Republic." Mozar suggested. "They'd be welcomed as heroes for freeing us from Zanramon's tyranny."

"We are humbled by your offer, but we must decline." Splinter said with a bow. "Our home is on Earth, and we are its protectors."

"Then perhaps you could use a protector of your own." Lisa spoke up.

"You… you wanna stay?" Raph asked in surprise.

"There is nothing for me here but bad memories and sorrow." Lisa replied before taking his hand. "On your planet, I see hope, and a chance for a new life with someone I care for deeply."

Raph smiled at the idea as Mikey leaned in close.

"She's talking about you." Mikey joked, causing Raph to shove him back.

"Life ain't easy in the big apple, and it's gonna get harder after this fiasco." Raph warned her.

"I don't want easy." she told him. "Where's the fun in that?"

"And that there is why I like you." Raph remarked.

The two embraced affectionately as Leo turned to Traximus.

"Thanks for trying to help us." Leo told him. "Good luck rebuilding your home."

"We will do what we can." Traximus replied. "It is all any of us can do."

...

The personal cruiser, now vacant of all that were not destined for earth, returned to New York City. By this point, all of the ships were pulling out of the atmosphere, taking off into space. The occupants inside were understandably nervous, though Casey was just happy to pull the atmosphere converter out of his mouth.

"Glad to be rid of this thing." Casey commented.

April pulled hers out as well, as did Leatherhead, Splinter, and Murakami.

"So, what now?" April asked.

"Hopefully, we can stash this thing at Galactic Enterprises, then get below ground." Donnie answered.

"I fear it will not be so simple." Lisa reported from the driver's seat. "Incoming vessel."

They looked out and saw a fighter jet coming in close, getting in behind them. Mikey's eyes went wide.

"They're gonna shoot us!" he shouted. "Brace yourselves guys!"

As if on cue, the jet fired two missiles at the cruiser. They made contact, not doing too much damage, but did make the ship rock a little.

"Shields at 40%!" Lisa announced. "Though primitive, your technology is quite dangerous!"

"We need to ditch this ship, fast!" Donny declared.

"Central Park!" Murakami suggested. "We can lose our pursuers in the woods!"

"Good plan!" Raph agreed. "Hurry!"

"I do not know what this 'Central park' is that you speak of!" Lisa informed him.

"That large green patch right there!" Leo clarified, pointing through the windshield. "Go! Before-!"

More missiles hit, killing the shields.

"Shields are down!" Lisa cried out. "Brace for impact!"

Leatherhead grabbed Hisako, curling around her protectively. Casey did the same with April, and Splinter took hold of the turtles. Murakami clung to the wall as the ship took a nosedive into central park, skidding through the picnic area before coming to a stop. Inside, everyone was flat on the ground, unaware of the soldiers closing in on the wreck.