Fusion Fall

FUSION FALL
FAN FIC BY CLOAKED SCHEMER​

FUSION ERA ONE: ARMAGEDDON​

FOR THOUSANDS OF YEARS, PLANET FUSION HAS TERRORIZED SPACE, ABSORBING WORLD AFTER WORLD. EACH PLANET THAT HAS FALLEN TO THE ALIEN ATTACK HAS GIVEN THE ENEMY GREATER GRAVITY AND POWER AS IT MOVES ON TO THE LATEST VICTIM...

THE WORLD OF THE CARTOON NETWORK UNIVERSE!​

PLANET FUSION SENT WAVE AFTER WAVE OF FUSION SPAWNS TO OUR WORLD TO GATHER INFORMATION AND START THE ASSAULT. THE SMALL BLOBS OF NOXIOUS GOO SAMPLE EVERYTHING FROM OUR PLANET TO CREATE AN ARMY OF DISTORTED FUSION VERSIONS OF COMMON LIFE FORMS.


TERRAFUSERS ARE LANDING EVERYWHERE. THEY'RE BREAKING DOWN THE ENVIRONMENT, CREATING MINEFIELDS OF PLATFORMS AND PITFALLS. IF SOMETHING ISN'T DONE TO STOP THE DESTRUCTION, ALL WILL BE LOST.


AT THE MOMENT OF RIOT, PANIC, AND MASS HYSTERIA,
DEXTER SITS ALONE IN HIS LAB EXAMINING SOME FUSION MATTER HE HAD FOUND AFTER A TERRAFUSER HATCHED IN HIS BACKYARD. NO SLEEP, JUST WORK. DEXTER'S EYES ARE STRAINING AND HIS HEART IS BEATING MORE RAPIDLY EACH TIME HE SEES THE UGLY MICROSCOPIC SUBSTANCE HE HAS UNDER HIS DIGITALLY ENHANCED HIGH-TECH MICROSCOPE SQUIRM.

"DEXTER, YOU HAVE A PHONE CALL ON HOLD FOR YOU. IT IS PROFESSOR UTONIUM." COMPUTRESS SAID.

"AHH, YES! I'VE BEEN AWAITING HIS CALL. PUT HIM ON SCREEN, COMPUTRESS." DEXTER COMMANDED.

"YES, DEXTER."

SUDDENLY, UTONIUM'S FACE APPEARED ON DEXTER'S FIVE BY TWELVE FOOT DESKTOP.

"HELLO, DEXTER... WE HAVE... MUCH TO TALK ABOUT..."