Written by Chuckg
SCENE -- IMPERIAL THRONE ROOM
The Evil Overlord Chuckg is sitting upon his throne. Christopher Lee, clad in basic black with a simple silver blazon over his breast.
Indeed, "black" seems to be the predominant theme of the decor around here -- black marble, black uniforms, black everything. A full regiment of Legion Of Doom troopers stands as an honor guard against the walls, while the Overlord's faithful lieutenant MunchKING stands next to the throne glowering at the latest prisoner to be brought before the Seat of Doom, one hand upon his sword. Grand Vizier Locke stands at the Overlord's right hand, basking in his approval.
The throne itself is built out of the melted-down and recast remnants of the personal weapons and armor of all those that Overlord Chuckg has previously defeated. The throne is a massive structure, weighing several tons. Just barely visible within its structure are dozens of crushed shapes barely recognizable lightsabers, blasters, plasma cannons, line guns, Culture drones, DeLameters, and a host of weapons from across time and space.
As the Overlord pronounces sentence upon a helpless and cringing supplicant (who is a 6'3" tall man, once burly and bearded but now beaten and starved), the camera pans away to enter the Evil Overlord's private study. The trophy case contains several mounted heads and skulls and other mementoes-- a small red-headed woman with spikey hair, a battered shield with a Lidless Eye, the head of a hooded old man, a shield and several others recognizable as fellow Super-Geniuses and Evil Overlords of great renown, from all across time, space, fiction, and anime. An iron mask of Latverian manufacture is off in a place of honor in the corner of the trophy case, with a small bronze plaque underneath it labelled "A Worthy Opponent".
EVIL OVERLORD CHUCKG (Voice-over) -- "And thus the last of them falls. My rule is now secure from my fellow practitioners of the paths of power and dominion. Only the fools and deluded still survive to tread the ways of villainy. And now that that business is concluded with...
... now, for the Heroes."
CUE EVIL, BOOMING LAUGHTER
FADE TO BLACK
Written by Tanith
Some time before the time the movie takes place in...
Tanith stands before the ruined remains of the Masaki Temple, next to the unrooted and charred form of Funaho. A cold wind whips through her hair, and continues on. Camera pans to follow the breeze as it whips through the desolate remains of Tokyo. A tragic sounding theme plays in the background.
A closeup pan to Tanith's face shows that she was crying. Behind her, her two bodyguards, Mg and Jaffa, stand looking on the destruction in shock. Rune is sobbing into the shoulder of Yeoman, who is in his cursed form.
Funaho's dying words is heard overlaying the scene, slowly fading away. "You must stop him... you must stop him... you must stop him..."
With a shuddering breath, Tanith steels herself.
Tanith: Write up that list of we talked about earlier, including the... items we weren't sure of. If we are to avenge Washu-sama, we will NOT go unprepared.
Mg: Yes, ma'am.
Camera pans across to the destroyed temple once again. Tragic soundtrack crescendos.
Written by Yeoman
(A shot of a bearded man in a suit walking behind a man who is obviously the Munchking. Trailing behind the beared man is Gir.)
VO: Two Destinies.
(A shot of a man who appears to be Zelgaids Graywords. He steps out of an elevator onto the bridge of the Andromeda Ascendent.)
This summer, their paths will cross.
(The two stand in an open area, across from each other. As the camera pans around them, they both draw lightsabers and ignite them.)
Title: You vs. the World: Shadow of the Overlord
Coming this summer.
(A short clip as the two men lock lightsabers ala Obi-Wan and Darth Maul.)
Written by The Watcher
Cue Imperial March in background.
Dissolve to a shot of The Emperor's throne room. The Meddler is seated in an elegant high-backed throne the color of darkest ebony. At his right side stands Regent Markul, and on his left stand his personal assassin and leader of his Sith, The Fett. Stationed around the perimeter of the room are the crimson garbed figures of the Imperial Guard.
A hologram is floating in the center of the room, showing a montage of various worlds and forces attempting to resist Overlord Chuckg's minions. The last scene is a brutal battle between some Avengers and Overlord Chuckg's forces. The holo freezes on a shot of the Watcher being engulfed in some sort of tractor beam and dragged into a hovering ship.
"A disturbing development. Most disturbing indeed. Our strongest defense, obscurity, has now been compromised. Now that they have my counterpart in their clutches it's only a matter of time before he reveals my existence to them. And then they will eventually come."
Regent Markul: "Then we must ready our forces to repel the invasion. The Empire is more powerful than it has ever been due to your reign. Surely our strength can prevail against even these mauraders."
The Meddler stares at the hologram, an expression of deep thought on his face as he contemplates the images.
"Yes, our forces must be prepared. But I doubt pure force of arms will avail us against this foe. No, once the Overlord's full military might is turned toward us, battle will only delay the inevitable. This requires extraordinary measures. I must deal with him first before such an eventuality comes to pass."
The Meddler rises from his throne and strides toward a gate which suddenly appears in the room.
"Put all Imperial forces on highest alert, Regent. They are to be ready to act at a moment's notice if I should call upon them, wherever I happen to go."
Regent Markul: "Your wish is my command. But where are you going, your majesty?"
"To make arrangements and gather heroes. What else does one do in a situation this dire?"
And with that he walks through his gate.
Fade down music, fade to black.