Gerard and Fred

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“700 years ago, MABUS teleported into his own facility… Killed every guard, y’know…? crucified others… other guards survived by eating each other. Eventually, the Christ Crusaders came, thought the place was empty, and blew it up, thinking it was the last of the Splooge, y’see?. Turns out, there were children… so many Animalized Children who emerged from the dust. These children were… ah… Well.. They a… They were our ancestors, capiche? These children interbred with the last of the Americans… These children… genetically-engineered Humans meant to mimic animals by makin’ there genomes and portions of their cells similar to animals while also being compatible and DOMINANT from regular Human normies… I believe that this MABUS might be ah… responsible, y’know? Yes?” Fred points to a man who raises his hand.

“Sir… does that mean that Mutations began in Earths Zero all the way to Nine?”

“Precisely. Splooge Production empowered the United States of America, and their president, who was Filipino-born, became the most powerful man in the ten worlds… President Miguel Azral of Earth-9 established ah… Maharlica-152’s preceding nation, known as Maharlica-9, before Prometheus developed a more stable governmeent called Maharlica-10, now known as Maharlica-152, where the colonization of Earth-152 was the result of Prometheus trying to steer away from MABUS’s control, y’see? Eventually, MABUS even admitted to manufacturin’ the Multiverse, y’see? There is ah… substantial evidence to support this… Miguel Azral’s particles can be seen in every universe as its anchor. When they die, the anchor transfers to another person, yeah? But that means that Miguel Azral is the anchor of every universe… Y’know?”

“What does MABUS want?”

“Self-punishment. The bastard’s a narcissistic masochist, I’m not gonna lie to you, see? Yeah? He engineered the Multiverse… And I mean he did it out of malice… The babies underneath that facility that Beatle bombed had those babies and inadvertently brought down to the Silent Centuries… A period between a thousand years ago and eight hundred years ago where Beatle ruled for 300 years… All ten Beatles. Apparently MABUS stabbed ‘em in the back and claimed the Multiverse’s bosom.”

The class laughs softly.

The bell rang.

“Alright… Fred Prime out… Remembah yo homeworks tomorrow, yeah?”

Gerard Prime smiles, leaning on the doorway as the students go on and leave through the other door at the back of the class.

“‘Ey!” Fred Prime wags his tail and hugs Gerard Prime. “Wazzap, brother!?”

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“Fred, I am technically the older brother… You just get older faster than me…” smiled Gerard Prime.

“Bah!” He shrugged. “What’s up?”

“We’re being asked to recruit…”

Fred Prime turned serious. “Miguel, huh?”

“Yeah… There’s a tournament… One that could change our entire lives.”

“Well, lemme tell ya sumthin’, brother. Ever heard of the uh… Splooge Theory?”

“One of your lectures, I presume?”

“Yeah… Ah… There’s this thing called the Multiversal Immigration Theory. Theory states that the variants from Earths Zero all the way to Nine all suffered some sorta Ice Age a thousand years ago. Some sources say it’s 2,000. Others say it’s 400, 800, 900… INCONSISTENT, ALL OF ‘EM… But then you notice that all the sources were edited by either Beatle Prime or Starcross Beatle. Then you come to realize that they were hidin’ sumthin’. The Silent Centuries. An age where the first ten worlds lived in a sort of Utopian Era where ten Beatles ruled. Then one Beatle left, and it all went to shit. Eventually, Splooge-Infected Individuals left Earths Zero to Nine and they had descendants all over the Multiverse. Ethnic groups in the Philippines who ah… can’t really catch a break. Ever heard o’ Shinpinoshima?”

“The Samurai Island near the Philippines…?”

Fred places hundreds of papers and documents on his desk. “Mostly Human-dominated nowadays in most dimensions. Then I did some diggin’, and guess what I found? Turns out the first inhabitants on the island are indeed Infected. Tribes of warriors all throughout. The island used to be ah… way way bigger, y’know? But ah… Seems to me that the Spaniards, the Americans, and later the very Senate and Congressmen of the Philippines wanted to use its resources to stabilize the Philippines. Land was mostly swallowed by the ocean. Shinpinoshima continues to this day as an underground city, divided into three nations, Shinpinoshima, Berbania, and Albania. The entire West Philippine Sea is NOT up for grabs by anyone. Not even the Philippines. It’s its own thing and deserves to be left alone.”

“How were the Berbanians and Albanians able to dig themselves underground?”

“Their ethnic tribes are almost a thousand years old. Yeah. I know. They can’t be that advanced, but then I ah… realized they were all… Infected.”

“You’re suggesting there is an entire Kingdom of an Isolated Species of Infected Individuals?”

“Yeah… Like you. Like me. A Kingdom that connects from one parallel version of itself to another. Similar to how the Aswang World exists in a parallel dimension in the Philippines… This Kingdom? It’s just hidden in plain sight. And it ain’t JUST a Kingdom. Theories show that the ah… people here exist as one entire fuckin’ empire… Ruled by a guy named uh… Filipino Japanese Occupation Survivor and American Colonization Survivor, Heneral Uno.”

“Now, can I uh… share something I wanted to share with you?”

“Go on, brother.”

King Savage, aka Gerard Silver, enters the scene, along with his puppy Little Fred, and the Giant Chicken Rex, Bite.

“Oh, brother…”