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"We stopped as soon as we found the corpse, . . . uh, luckily, we didn't dig out the area around it, so any archaeological findings are left undisturbed." Vasugan said. "Really terrified the entire evacuation crew and shook them, they aren't coming back until the corpse is properly reburied or removed." "Hmm. . ." Karzam set her hands on her hips gazing on then turned toward a small aquamarine being with a sensitive antenna, dark green eyes, and small as a toddler. "and where is it?" "Over there." Vasugan pointed a long thin finger on. "Where?" Balthymust asked with a squint. "It's covered in dirt, it blends in too easily." Karzam whined. Vasugan heaved a heavy sigh then took out a red pen, unscrewed the cap, then turned on the red light. "It is over there." Vasugan pointed on. The two archaeological survey members gazed on toward where the red light shined. Karzam was the first to make the journey over to the destination donning boots making it over toward where the

*RIAF = Reaching for Infinity (And Failing) Mr Potato Head was the first to groan after the children left then the others followed suit. It was relatively quiet, peaceful, aching all over, decorated in paint, stickers, what not. "Ooooh, I got a kink in my swinger." "Oooh," Jessie lifted her hair up. "Eww!" "AH! My tail!" Rex came by the chair then looked toward his incredibly lacking tail then sped off. "Where's my tail!" Buzz lifted up, groaning, his wings dimly glowing. "Someone need a hand?" Hamm asked. Mr Potato Head caught the hand that Hamm tossed. "Where's my nose?" "Here it is!" "Here's your arm." "There it is." "Honey, the mustache---" Abruptly, the window shattered with a large purple figure screaming then the shelves with the magazines and story books were knocked over as did did the blue shelf behind it and crashed into the small set of stairs leaving behind a large destroyed crater in a destroyed purple shelf, a ruined light blue shelf, and toys were

"My time to shine!" Warp boarded the elevator then turned in the direction of the android. "Everything planted where it should be?" "Planted right for your fake death," Zurg said. "No fireworks beneath the ground?" "Course, not." Zurg folded his arms. "Killing Lightyear by fireworks is stupid." "Cause he isn't exactly a firework." "Precisely! He's a rocket! Rockets get destroyed with fine craftmanship in intricate plans!" Zurg had a menacing laugh as Warp rolled his eyes shaking his head. "Make your farewells to your dear friend." Zurg proceeded to float into a waiting craft then the elevator flew down with Warp in tow crashing on to a series of drones that were firing at Buzz. "Back up?" Warp asked. "Always a dramatic entrance, Warp," Buzz commented then added. "Let's go after Zurg!" "Not today, Lightyear!" Zurg's voice came over then they shifted in the direction of the emperor. "For I have started the self destruct sequence on my way out!" the emperor leaned forward in

“EEEEEEEELITA!” Optimus screams. Optimus and Sentinel look down in horror at their falling friend. “OOOOOOPTIMUS!” Elita screams. Elita’s servo is held out for him as she screams his name then he does the unthinkable, he yanks his grappler out, he falls after Elita over the scream of Sentinel watching them fall. He watches Optimus collide against Elita’s figure quickly as though he bore no weight. Optimus catches the femme into his grasp, aims his arm at the wall above them. Optimus fires his grapplers at the lower half of the ceiling above them. Sentinel's optics are on them as he is perched over the hole that looms over the crashed Decepticon ship. The grappler never reaches the target. Sentinel's gaze is fixated on the grappler watching it fall back toward Optimus and Elita. He watches them fall further out of his view as his faceplate faltered. Sentinel watches the duo fall into the dark clouds and noise of chaos that is raging below. He is frozen where he is

Van Helsing dies with the arch enemy of the Jonathan Harker Foundation giving her a dying dream that resulted from being drained of the cancer that made death far unpleasant. She sleeps to her death very well compared to most people dying by cancer, painless, a smile, and in complete bliss of a dream that makes it far better than the entire world had given her in her lifetime. Dracula lives, looming over her figure, wiping off her blood with his handkerchief. "Van Helsing, I pray that your creator treats you with the most kindness for battling the foe greater than a vampire." Dracula spoke to the shell. Dracula smiled then he cleaned the blood from along her neckline then slid himself off the table with a sigh and admired the sun. "So beautiful." Dracula admired. And it was time to go home. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dracula walked in the daylight for the first time in hundreds of years as he observed the lack of people filling the streets. It was odd, he was so used to the daily