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Spanner said, "Yes. I didn't want to bring you here, but the situation is too serious."
Johnson looked up at the sky, his eyes narrowing as bursts of energy exploded across the clouds, each blast shaking the ground beneath them.
"Something big is happening right now."
The three of them moved forward, stepping onto a ridge overlooking the battlefield.
And there they saw him.
Biotrix Sharky.
Older. Stronger. Worn from countless battles. Thirty years of scars behind his eyes.
He was locked in a brutal fight with Taltruant, exchanging blow after blow.
He had activated a powerful transformation—Proto Nexus, a fusion of two powerful alien species.
Cosmic Nexus, which gave him control over time, space, and reality.
Protonix, which gave him explosive energy attacks and powerful shields.
Biotrix Sharky was the adult counterpart of Sharky. He was thirty years old, and he has gone one level upper with the Valortrix.
This version of Sharky had upgraded his device to the Biotrix, a fusion of two Valortrixes.
The Biotrix allowed him to merge two alien species into a singular hybrid form, which was stronger than others.
But it came with a cost: he could no longer transform into a single alien. Every transformation required balance and synergy between two species.
In present, both Biotrix Sharky and Taltruant were locked in the battle.
Taltruant moved like a shadow, disappearing and reappearing in the blink of an eye. He controlled space and time, throwing sharp energy blasts that could stop time itself.
But Biotrix Sharky was ready.
Using his Proto Nexus powers, he moved with great speed and control.
His body glowed with bright energy as he dodged Taltruant's attacks and fired back with his own powerful blasts.
Just then, Sharky, Spanner, and Johnson appeared on a broken cliff nearby. They saw everything happening.
Taltruant noticed them and shouted, his voice full of anger.
"You guys never stop, huh? Always showing up when I'm this close to winning!"
Sharky took a step forward, and mocked him.
"Taltruant, you still haven't learned. You always show up to cause trouble, thinking this time you'll win. But no matter what you plan, someone always stops you. Maybe it's Prime Sharky, maybe it's Biotrix Sharky, maybe it's me. But you always lose."
"This time is different, Sharky!" Taltruant snapped, his voice echoing through the sky. "I'm fully prepared. You can't stop me... and you won't even have the time to try."
Just as he finished, a swirling red portal tore open behind him.
Out stepped a new figure—muscles tense, eyes burning, steam practically rising from his body. It was Angry Sharky.
His presence crackled with rage. A red, angry smoke puffed from the top of his head like a storm cloud ready to explode.
Unlike others, his device—the Angritrix—wasn't built by the noble Valor family. It was created by Kenny Rogers, a genius from Universe-346. But Angry Sharky didn't ask for it… he beat Kenny down and took it.
Whenever he activated the Angritrix, that signature red smoke flared up, showing just how mad he was. He was always angry—always. Calm wasn't in his vocabulary.
And thinking? Forget it.
If someone ever told him to "use his head," he usually took that as, "smash your skull into the enemy." And he did exactly that.
Following him through the portal came Angry Johnson, looking just as fired up.
Angry Sharky may not have been the smartest, but one thing was clear—he was twice as strong as regular Sharky.
"Oh look, who came here—the mad bull," Sharky said with a smug grin, arms crossed as he looked at the fuming figure stepping out of the portal.
Angry Sharky's eyes twitched, and the red smoke above his head thickened. "Sharky! Today, I'm gonna beat you to death!" he roared, slamming his fist into his open palm with a loud crack.
"You can try," Sharky replied, shrugging casually, "but don't come crying for your Momma when I beat you black and blue again."
The red smoke exploded upward like a flare. Angry Sharky growled like a beast, taking a step forward, his knuckles glowing red from the heat building up.
At the same time, Angry Johnson stepped in front of regular Johnson, smirking with a spiked, red-tinted visor over his eyes.
"You look older," Angry Johnson mocked, spinning his dual plasma blades. "But still just as slow."
Johnson activated his gauntlets, electricity crackling across his gloves. "Better slow than brainless," he said calmly.
Angry Johnson tried to hit with his Plasma blade, but Johnson stopped it on his gauntlet.
They continue the battle with each other.
Meanwhile, in the middle of the chaos, Biotrix Sharky shouted from the battlefield, still dodging and striking at Taltruant, who manipulated time ripples around him.
"You guys stop bickering and help me! We need to capture Taltruant and get out of Universe 245—before it's too late!" he yelled, clearly frustrated.
But Sharky just smirked. "Alright, alright... family reunion later, saving the multiverse now."
"Angry Sharky, give me the Dwarf Star—and Angry Johnson, hand over the Destroyer!" Taltruant shouted in urgency.
"Okay," Angry Sharky said, and casually tossed a glowing orb crackling with red lightning toward Taltruant.
"Here comes the boom," Angry Johnson added, throwing a heavy mechanical gauntlet toward him.
The Dwarf Star, though small, pulsed with energy far greater than the Earth's core.
The Destroyer was a powerful metal glove, created from rare cosmic alloys. When worn, it amplified strength a thousand times over. Just one punch from it could destroy an entire galaxy.
Taltruant caught both items mid-air. He slotted the Dwarf Star into the core of his suit. The power surged instantly. Then, he locked the Destroyer onto his right arm with a loud click.
"YES! Now this is power!" Taltruant shouted.
"No!" Biotrix Sharky yelled. "I won't let you win!" He fired a Time Erase Beam—a blast capable of wiping Taltruant from existence.
But Taltruant raised his arm and smashed the beam with a single punch from the Destroyer.
"Too slow, as always," Taltruant mocked.
Biotrix Sharky narrowed his eyes.
Seeing the battle was going between Biotrix Sharky and Taltruant, Sharky looked towards the Angry Sharky.
"Now it's my time," He said with a smirk, and tapped his Valortrix, the dial spun, glowing with soft blue light. With a loud click, he slammed it down.
A flash of light surrounded him.
He gained the powers of the Sleepy Fairy. Sleepy Fairy belongs to the Nemuina species.
Nemuina species were small, fairy-like aliens.
Their skin was blue, hair shot straight up in blue spikes, and shimmering purple wings on their back. Pink glowing spots dotted their arms, and their eyes sparkled with a sleepy glow.
Sharky eyes gleamed with a sleepy aura as he slowly lifted into the air, flying gently with invisible wings of energy.
"Sleepy Fairy's power is enough for you, Angry Sharky," he said, floating just above the ground, sparkles trailing behind him.
Angry Sharky snarled.
"Oh, then try it out!" he growled, smashing down his Angritrix.
His body shifted and transformed—muscles stretched, armor wrapped around him, and soon he stood as Speed X, one of the fastest beings in the multiverse.
Speed X was a feline-like alien, his body covered in a sleek, black suit-like skin with blue accents on his hands, legs, chest, and part of his head.
A black cone-shaped helmet was fused to his head, with a visor that slid over his glowing green eyes.
His face underneath was blue, with black lips, and his eyes had black fin-like markings around them. His chest displayed a lightning bolt pattern, and triangle shapes ran down his back.
Spike-like blades stuck out from his arms and legs, ready for close combat.
"Catch me if you can!" Speed X shouted as he zoomed forward, running at 500 miles per hour in a blur of motion.
He zipped around Sharky in circles, creating a tornado of dust and wind, trying to throw him off balance.
Sharky floated calmly, letting sleep dust fall from his fingertips. The glowing sparkles drifted down like tiny fireflies.
The glowing sparkles drifted down like tiny fireflies.
"You can run fast… but dreams catch up eventually," Sharky said softly.
Speed X charged in with a spinning kick—but as he passed through a puff of glowing dust.
Suddenly, his speed dropped for a moment, his eyes blinked slowly.
"W-What the heck… feeling… dizzy..." Speed X muttered.
"That's Sleep Pulse," Sharky explained, still calmly floating. "Your brain's processing speed is dropping."
Speed X growled and dashed again, this time swinging a punch with his bladed arm. Sharky dodged effortlessly, fluttering just above his strike.
"Stop flying, you smug mosquito!" Speed X shouted.
Sharky laughed lightly. "You're too angry to think clearly. That's why you keep missing."
Angry Sharky gritted his teeth. "You're making fun of me?!"
Furious, Speed X made one last dash—fast and wild.
"No, just teaching you… that brains beat speed," Sharky said, and then clapped his hands together.
A soft pulse of sleep energy burst outward, coating Speed X in a glowing mist.
Speed X stumbled, slowed, then dropped to one knee.
"No... not now..." he said weakly.
"Yes, now," Sharky said with a wink.
He flew down, hovered just above him, and flicked his forehead.
Tap.
Speed X fell flat on the ground, snoring loudly.
"Nap time, big guy."
Sharky smirked and turned toward the others, ready to help.
He flew over to where Johnson and Angry Johnson were fighting with their tech weapons.
Angry Johnson charged in with a bulky mechanical gauntlet, firing shockwave blasts from his wrist. Johnson dodged swiftly, rolling aside and firing plasma shots from a shoulder-mounted turret.
"You're slow as ever, Johnson!" Angry Johnson taunted, swinging a buzz-saw launcher that barely missed Johnson's arm.
"And you're still all brawn, no brains," Johnson replied, activating his defense drone, which hovered beside him and fired laser darts to keep Angry Johnson at a distance.
Just then, Sharky flew above them.
"Hey Angry Johnson, you need some sleep. Wheeeew," he said with a grin.
And released a glowing cloud of sleep powder over Angry Johnson.
Before the Angry Johnson could even react, his eyes drooped, his knees buckled, and he collapsed, snoring in seconds.
"Work done. Now, the next one." Sharky turned his eyes toward the real threat—Taltruant.
Biotrix Sharky, in his Proto Nexus form, was still locked in a fierce battle with Taltruant.
From his back, Nexus stream wings pulsed outward like energy blades.
He rushed forward, slashing his hand through the air.
A glowing dimensional arc sliced toward Taltruant, who blocked it just in time using a time barrier generated from his suit.
"You always find a way to return, but so do I," Biotrix Sharky said, dashing around to attack from the side.
Taltruant spun and countered with the Destroyer punch—a brutal swing that shattered a nearby rock formation with ease.
Biotrix Sharky jumped back, dodging it, and fired a beam from his chest—a Nexus Core Blast.
Taltruant raised his arms and absorbed it into his suit's Dwarf Star core, grinning.
"I'm fully prepared this time, no one can stop me this time."
Suddenly, Taltruant raised his palm. A bright golden glow appeared.
"Time Pause Beam—Fire!"
A powerful beam shot from his hand and struck Biotrix Sharky in the chest. Time around Biotrix seemed to freeze—his movements locked mid-air, his eyes wide, frozen in his last motion.
Sharky landed in front of Taltruant, tense.
Taltruant pointed his Destroyer fist at the frozen Biotrix Sharky.
"Now don't move. One wrong step—and I finish him." His voice was sharp, threatening.
Sharky hovered in front of Taltruant, eyes locked on him. Behind him, Johnson lowered his weapon, stepping forward with a tense expression.
"Taltruant... What is your real plan?" Sharky asked seriously. "Why are you doing all of this?"
Taltruant smiled calmly, as if he'd been waiting for someone to ask.
"Finally, someone wants to understand. Very well... Let me show you."