Collision of Chaos

Synopsis: The Rangers and their other universe companions are called back to action with Low Key creates another chaotic meme.

Chapter 1--Reality Unfurling

One by one, the old memes of the Internet began to seep into reality.   The most recent, the Gogogabalab, was released, singing it's ridiculously catchy song.  If it wasn’t so terrible to look at it might’ve been charming but the tune it sang didn’t really endear him to anyone at all.    He slithered through libraries, seeped into comic books, all the while exclaiming,

‘Mmmm, delicious !’, all the information in those pages now belonging to him.   He hoped to infect everyone around him with confusion and derision but that would come when he had fully digested every book in the entire tri-state area.

‘Ah, yes !  Go my spawnlings !   Go ! Chaos is the best merriment !’, Low Key cackled.   He slicked his hair back, dancing like a mixture of Bruno Mars, Prince and Michael Jackson; oh so smooth, oh so sweltering and with a pout that could make women cat claw each other within an inch of their lives.  

‘These puny beings.  So easily manipulated.   Like taking candy from babies or even easier, thunder from Zeus !’, he thought, with a coquettish titter.   

Everything Low Key touched became animated.  Before long he had an entire procession of instruments following him, singing flowers, trees and other forest creatures and memes, just pleading to know where to go.   With his obsidian staff, he showed them.

‘Those kids look bored stiff.   Brighten their day with a little discord, won’t you darlings ?’, he said, almost effeminately.   He squealed happily at the top of his lungs.

‘It’s almost too good being me !’   

Chapter 2--Breach in the Interwebs

The Overseers couldn’t keep the Internet trolls from escaping their prisons.  They had been locked in time out for many clicks but now, they were free, wreaking havoc.  

‘Who caused this !?’, one of the main Overseers cried, totally in shock and horror at what was happening.   An Elder brought the Overseer into an embrace.

‘It’s the notorious Low Key...I have no idea how he formed from the Abyss but he’s back and turning everything upside down.   No time to lose. Contact the Lyokian Warriors !’, the Elder said, stroking the younger Overseer’s hair to assuage her fears.   She began to become less scared, and suddenly she had an idea.

‘Perhaps we should enlist the help of Ralph and Vanellope.  They’re in the video game realm but it’s connected to the Web.  I know the route, I can find them, easy as pi !’, she said, ingeniously with a smile.   Her fiery eyes lit up with hope and promise.

‘Go ahead, Digit.  You’ve earned this.’, the Elder said, getting another Overseer to substitute her skills to Digit’s post.    

Chapter 3--Digit Recruits Ralph and Vanellope

All the while the Lyokian Warriors were being briefed on the situation and sent into Angel Grove for the second time, Digit made her quick ‘tube travel’ to the hub of the video game realm.   She knew exactly where Vanellope and Ralph would be since her internal GPS guided her. Low Key might have the upper hand at the moment but the calvary was growing ever larger by the second.   

Across the multiverse, hordes of warriors traveled to Angel Grove and received the training necessary to combat this new menace.  All the while, the Gogogagalab was slithering about, singing its ridiculously catchy tune.

‘I am the Gogogabgalab.  The flibby flabby flibble wibble flab !  I am the friend of libberkind, I am the yeast of thoughts and mind !’, the disgusting, morosely obese creature sang in his delightful British accent.   One by one he used his ability to make the most mild mannered people argue.

‘Oh, this is too perfect and glorious !  I’d weep tears of joy if I weren’t so euphoric !’, Low Key snickered as he leaned on his staff doing a bit of a signature lean just to be weird and unusual.    He kicked the staff and it shrank. He held open his endless pockets and kept the staff for safekeeping. He’d probably need to use it later.

Digit sent forward a communique highlighting the urgency of the situation above ground.

‘We knew that something was wrong the instant all the internet trolls got loose.’, Vanellope said.   They had seen it from the video game realm off in a distance but the commotion was indescribable. It was like Senor Pelo’s screaming but 1,000 times louder and more jarring.   Without asking any further questions, the two heroes followed the plucky little junior Overseer and sent out an urgent SOS to anyone who would listen. Whoever caused the troll horde was certainly unlike any villain they had ever fought before, but oh, if only they knew what they were going up against.   

Chapter 4--When Memes Attack

The Rangers immediately sprang into action, followed by friends from the video game realm, the Voltron Force, Star Wars and G Force.   There were even random players on VChat who had tuned in and wanted to fight. Others were too frightened and ran away, but there was nowhere they could hide.   Anything that had been used for protection had been digitized and people were left vulnerable. Luckily, Voltron, the MegaZords and G Force set up force fields to keep people from being crushed by falling debris.    The memes were running amok, causing all sorts of chaos and discord.

‘Alright, I’ve had enough of this.  These memes are really starting to annoy me, especially the Ugandan Knuckles one.’, Tommy groaned, taking a swipe at a swath of Knuckles.    The Knuckles exclaimed in unison,

‘This is not the waaaaay !’, and disappeared into binary code.  

The next meme to be destroyed was the Gogogabgalab.  He disintegrated into flab and melted like the Wicked WItch of the West.

‘There are more memes coming !   Keep your wits about you.’, Jason warned.  

Conky and Magic Screen fought against two peculiar memes.   One was a rather irritating version of Herman and the other was a mirror, deviant version of himself.    

‘Whoo boy.  Can you keep us straight, Screen ?’, one meme asked.   Screen hit Conky in the schnoz.

‘OW !  Hey, that’s not nice, Magic Screen !’, Conky whimpered.   Herman pretended to cry.

‘Well, we don’t fight fair.  We’re mean and nasty !’, Herman said, trying a foot sweep technique.   Screen instead scissor kicked Herman and tripped him up instead.

‘No one trips my friend !’, she said, her ire rising.    The battle was only getting heated up, but it was obvious that these memes loved to hit below the belt and got great satisfaction in making everyone’s lives miserable with their derisive, hate-filled, downright mean comments.    

Chapter 5--No More Mr. Nice Guys

Conky had become fed up with how his alter ego was treating Magic Screen but she had her manacles full with the Herman doppelganger.

‘If there’s someone who knows about me, well, that would be me !’, Herman said, suited up in Ranger gear.   It was easy to tell the two apart, but the meme Herman didn’t show much concern or pity, he just kept throwing punches.  

Kek frogs were popping up everywhere.  There were green llama like beings, Charlie the Unicorn and completely unfunny Despicable Me puns that kept popping up annoyingly.   One by one, the heroes slashed them to nothingness but they kept emerging from their source, portal by portal.

‘There are too many of them !’, Lance grunted, holding off some Gollum-looking trolls that kept muttering ‘my precious’ again and again.   

‘Low Key is the one, he’s the real portal !’, Cassandra stated, having a eureka moment.   Her premonition about him had been right all along. All the while, Low Key magnified the disgust, annoyance and distaste he was absorbing from the memes themselves and used their perplexing properties to confuse the populace.   

It had been too long coming.   Voltron was formed, G-Force began to fight back in full form and everyone was giving their all to beat back the memes.   All the while, the Amazonians had their hands full with Low Key, who made this fight look like child’s play. He didn’t even flinch but kept sending out his minions to do his bidding.    

Chapter 6--Throwdown in Virtual Reality

Reality had now become blurred.   Virtual reality was the only reality that existed.   Low Key had grown beyond the stratosphere, breathing literal fire and brimstone.

‘Aw yeah.   Now this party is officially LIT !’, he said, burning down a forest for no reason in particular.    

All the animals ran away before the fire could fry them all alive.   Luckily, Poison Ivy was able to use her ability to sequester them into a safe place where they could no longer be harmed.    

‘How dare you try hurting the forest and animals in it !  They did nothing to deserve it !’, she yelled as she tried to tie Low Key down.   He caught her by her vine whip and laughed.

‘Sour apple licorice whips ?   Seriously ? Be a little bit more original, Little Sprout.’, Low Key said, having hurled Ivy halfway across the forest into the dirt, face first.   Harley lost her temper and came at him with her mega hammer and hit him hard against the cheek.   It only stung him.

‘You’re a funny looking mosquito !’, he said, slapping his face to flatten Harley.   Nightwing lost his cool.

‘No one hits a woman.  That’s uncalled for !’, he bellowed, using his bow staff to spring into action.   But like Harley before him, he was swatted away like a fly. The Justice League even had trouble keeping him subdued.    The Amazons tried containing him but no luck. At least the Zords were doing more damage than the heroes were.

‘Wait, he has a weak point.  Go for his staff. Destroy that and his abilities leave right along with it.’, Billy mentioned after taking an ability, defense and magic scan of Low Key.    

‘Right !’, everyone said, and began to focus their energy on the staff.   Voltron wrested it out of Low Key’s hand. The wicked mage fought back as hard as he could to reclaim what was his but G-Force broke the staff and smashed it into dust.  

‘NOOOO !    Not my staff…’, Low Key shrieked.   He began to age rapidly and show signs of arthritis and scoliosis.   The aging was so quick that he turned into a skeleton before their eyes and vaporized into dust.   Nothing was left behind of his staff, but there was an echo of his painful demise. Everything he had done began to revert to normal.   Those people who had been caught in the crossfire were completely oblivious as to what had happened. They considered it a passing dream and nothing more.

Epilogue

Jim wiped his brow and gave his young friends high fives all around.

‘Excellent work, everyone !   Now THAT’S what I call teamwork !’, he complimented, catching his breath.   Their help had been absolutely necessary in beating the nefarious Low Key and now it was time for them to return home.

‘We’ll never forget you.   If we ever need help, we know who to call.’, William said with a gentle smile.  Yumi nodded, grinning. Aelita walked through a portal that had been the remnant of Low Key’s waning power.   Voltron’s paladins had already said their goodbyes, G-Force, too. The Justice League was the last to say their farewells.  It had been a full day and everyone was positively enervated. It was time for a much needed rest.

All had returned to normal.  People went back to their typical, mundane schedules, none the wiser as to what had happened.   Even Zordon was taking a much needed rest from the exhausting day. They all dreamt of different things but all of them were comfortable, cozy and completely at ease.   It didn’t matter that they hadn’t gotten a ‘thank you’ from the residents of Angel Grove. All that was important in this case was the fact that the citizens were safe for another day and the Universe had been saved from a very nefarious evil.  Such were the lives of super heroes.

The End