During the long days into the late night as the weather beginning to rain lightly, at the Palace of Dalmirrus in the Paladimee City of Echumeta, in a room inside the palace; Darkwing and Blackwing both drinking heavy booze by the tall glass bottle while enjoying a game of cards. Playing a game of war, the highest card wins using up every full stack of their deck. Both barely started playing after viewing the news of the entire Eastoppola continent. They enjoyed their moment having to see the Blackened Regime forces owning massive plantations with the majority of the white slave units working them under the black troops overwatching them, to the intense execution of those people by the Black Brutal Brawlers, and the majority forced to serve either the Darkened or Blackened Regime through multiple ways of brainwashing. Darkwing looks around taking a huge chug of his hard whiskey bottle until it's all empty then slams it into the nearby trash bin. Blackwing laughs for no apparent reason or perhaps he is thinking a vivid image of the white folks suffering badly by the hands of his own people in vengeance. Darkwing smirks placing down a red heart five card on top of a spade ace card with Blackwing topping it with a red diamond six. Blackwing brings up another full bottle of hard gin, opening up the cork then drinks it halfway and gulps it down ending it with a refreshing sigh...

"You been enjoying those booze a lot, Blackwing. What are you on, like your thirty-fourth?"

"Oh no, Lord Darkwing it's more than just that- blah like uhmmm forty-eight of boozeies I indulged."

"Hmmm, I had my thirty bottles yet I am very frustrated no very furious that I can't take my damn MIND off of the Solar Regime and his STUPID ally the pesky Lunar Regime force dealin' with my entire fleets of navals and air SUPERIORITY!" Darkwing manages a grimace that turns into a scowling frown.

"Not a problem, my friend, not a problem. I can help you out with your issues, relax, Lord Darkwing."

"I trust you, Blackwing. You are my real friend of all times than comparin' to that FOOL SUNBEAM OF THE SOLAR REGIME FREAKS! I can't shake this feelin' off that the might of the damned Solar Regime are not backin' down of the war. Casualties are mounting with over two-hundred thousand somethin' and countin' on the rise according to what Darkwis and Darkwise are relaying to my knowledge. I can't believe that those inferiors won't just simply surrender and let us both take over their land and beat them senseless all the way to HELL! UGHH!"

Darkwing then place a black spade eight card on top of the face-up piles of cards and Blackwing beats it with a king card as he smiles and laughs in anticipation to Darkwing playing a lesser card, seeing him with two cards in his hand probably lesser cards...

"Oh ho ho ho Lord Darkwing as I said chillax meng, I got yo back. My intel team will take care of the matter, just leave it to me."

Darkwing nods with a sigh, popping open another bottle of wine to chug it down all the way until it's empty as if it's water.

"I can't believe you place down a king and now I have to draw few more cards to top that off, Blackwing."

"Heheh see I told you, I can vouch up for ya and for myself for I have quite the intelligence as a proud nigga, meng. This king represents your own victory and my own victory to record, document, and provide the terrible grim news of the future defeats of both the oranges and blueberries!"

Darkwing shoots out an evil smirk, his eyes looking at the king card in hopes of his dreams to rule the world as the dominant king reigning over all lands and seeing the shackled slaves kneeling before him in ashamed defeat. Blackwing finishes up his booze before popping open another bottle of vodka raising up his bottle signaling to his friend, Darkwing to do the same thing then do the cheer toast before chugging down the whole thing. Both not even buzzed after having so many heavy alcoholic drinks on the table.

Light rainfall later at a military base under the Blackened Regime in Khihmouth, Jollhovalhn; Blackwis and Blackwise both supervising the supercomputer- the super monitor watching the radar showing the maroon darkened dots of the armada against the orange dots representing the Solar Regimes on land and the blue dots the Lunar Regimes. The dots of each either side disappearing off the sonar indicating being eliminated. The large armada of the blue dots converging closer to the maroon dots...

"Bro, Blackwing has sent us an order to-"

Blackwise being interrupted when Blackk and Blackmon both barge into the room meeting them and walking up with their intention to report...

"Yo-yo Blackwis and Blackwise ya both, the special deployments of those B-boats have arrived in aid of the Darkened armada fleets," Blackk reported.

"Those B-boats capable of emitting out a wide radius of pure ultraviolet black neon radiant lights about two yards all around, a blackened lighting buff that coats mechanical units in that color granting them movement speed boost, quicker rate of fire and reloading rate, and armor protection. They also help replenish ammo supplies and fuel."

Blackwis smiles evilly at Blackmon's statement. Blackwise stretched both his arms up while yawning and maintaining his view on the monitor...

"I also wanted to confirm that the blue Lunar Regime armada forces are moving in to keep the ally Darkened armadas at bay with their naval-air superiorities," Blackk added.

"Nigga homeboy, that is what me and Blackwise here are talkin' about- those blues hoeberries are makin' it very unfair for our friend over there, a two against one thingy when they should be fuckin' dealin' with the oranges themselves. They shouldn't BE INTERFERIN' with the Darkened Regime! But thank you for the details, you two," Blackwis responded with a grimace.

Blackk and Blackmon both give their peace gesture and leave the room. Blackwis and Blackwise looking at each other nodding and programming the mechanic to the ISIS satellite cannon from up in space. The functioning space weapon whirling as it shifts its course to direct its firing range upon the spot coordinates given by Blackwise touching the ISIS map gridline marking the designated spots for the satellite cannon to fire at. Back deep in outer space, the orbital weapon charges up preparing to fire for five minutes long then unleashes its lethal EMP blast on the marked coordinates.

As the sea battles between the Darkened Regime naval-air assault against the defending Solar Regime infantry soldiers on the land near the coast and the Lunar Regime naval-air units, four linear bolts coming down from the sky struck the naval units of the blue Lunar Regime exploding into EMP shockwave blast causing the circuit and mechanical systems in the aircraft and naval ships to fry up badly resulting in a permanent power outage completely disabling them of use that renders them useless. Being left sitting ducks by the attacking aggressive enemy naval & air units unaffected by the EMP blasts. Back in space, the ISIS cannon continues to fire more EMP blasts striking hard on the LUnar Regime naval-air armada putting them out of use strong enough that it causes all their ship to explode in pieces and sending aerial units crashing into seas or exploding apart in midair. Blackwis and Blackwise mark the selected firing coordinates on the Solar Regime on the eastern edge where the Solar infantry units are at, the center of the mainland, northern part in the middle of the islands, and bottom bordering the south land of the Lunar Regime. Blackwise controls the satellite weapon to direct its firing south on the Lunar Regime mainland of Lunna, marking several firing coordinates on the map of the blue region from top to bottom. It happens right as the weapon fires more heavy EMP blasts landing down on the exact given coordinates of Lunna exploding into a thunderous cackling lightning electrical current zapping away all the major power outlet of the blue mainland continent of the Lunar Regime. Causing various rocking explosions and the extreme amount of power surges throughout the land, power plants spiraling out of control as it sparks on fire then shortly into explosions, more major city buildings being pelted by the EMP blasts wiping away all the power shattering glasses in the ensuing electrical chaos. The military personnel out on the streets patrolling the city of the recent attacks from the elites of Darkened Regime were zapped dead into ashes increasing the casualties by more than six hundred fifty-two. Blackwis and Blackwise both abuse the cannon to fire five more EMP shots on both the Solar and Lunar Regime country making sure they put them both out of their military use, shutting down their production terminating all their electricity function. Blackwise hitting a red button function switching to a different firing weapon type pf the ISIS cannon and draws a straight line on the map top to bottom from the mainland of the Solar Regime down to the Lunar Regime giving the marked coordinates of the space superweapon to unleash out a lethal black ion ray beam smiting down the land of Sollarisca destroying large chunks of land, properties, city buildings all in its path brewing up almost a wide nuclear explosion shaking the land hard. The deadly ion ray beam continues through a straight line hitting across the land into the blue continent of Lunna throughout. Blackwise curves around the map of Lunna at the coastal edge predicting where the shipyard, docks, and sea factories are at sending the signals for the weapon to fire another ion beam at the location wiping them out in a mass explosion...

"That should render them both useless to operate, hehehe," Blackwis says.

"What stupid hoes they are, now they have to beg the Darkened Regime to fuckin' surrender to Lord Darkwing's mercy!" Blackwise said, laughing out loud.

"Hahaha, that'll teach them hoes and boes to not mess with our friend, now they both can suffer! The mighty trendin' armies of the Darkened Regime will crush them and they will submit their allegiance to the dark side!" Blackwis added, laughing.

"I am goin' to fire more rounds of the EMP on both the Solar and Lunar Regime- makin' sure they suffer real good!"

"You go for it, Blackwise nigga. No mercy to them fools!"

Blackwise controls the ISIS cannon again and unleashes more deadly EMP blasts on both mainlands of the Solar Regime and Lunar Regime zapping tens of thousands of military personnel in the high electrical surge shockwave. Destroying more properties destroying other power plants erupting into exploding flames, igniting forests on fire, and roasting idle vehicles on fire. Blackwise switches to the black ion ray beam and sends down a strong light down from the space weapon striking the coastal areas of both allies' mainlands erupting into huge explosions. The ion beam hits the shoreline to the seas in-depth erupting into large near nuclear-like explosions sending massive sea-water to rise into a big raining splash. Blackwise draws the coordinates a rectangular box on the Solar Regime then a diamond shape altering the continuing fire of the ISIS to smite the designated grid tearing apart more land of both the allies. Blackwis and Blackwise laughing out loud evilly imagining the brutal life of those being caught under the attack. Blackwis stops the firing process leaving the space weapon on standby as the two watches the radar on the monitor seeing the black dots arriving at the scene behind the maroon dots. Blackwis on his phone delivering the message to Blackwing in regards to the use of the ISIS satellite cannon effectiveness.

Meantime out overseas, the black small B-boats arrived behind the large Darkened Regime naval ships. They emit out a wide radius of black neon light coating the whole armada fleet in it boosting their rate of fire, reloading speed, offenses-defenses, and movement speed. Firing more quickly and moving quickly closer to the mainland of the Solar Regime. With no ally units to defend the land, the barrage of cannons, array of missiles, and heavy machine gunfire all wreck the land of Sollarisca. The flying bombers flying into carpet bombing the center in every direction as the fighters shooting out missiles taking out various cities, the battle helicopters flying in shooting out their missiles teaming up with the fighters on tearing down tall buildings in cities. More reinforcement of naval-air units arriving from the east to blend into the main armada with small size units advancing toward the northern islands. Then another separate naval-aerial unit heading south-west to deal with the Lunar Regime along with the Blackened Regime B-boats behind them giving them boost. With the naval warship moving into the orange mainland, they send down landing boats towards the shoreline moving in at a fast pace being coated in the black neon light projected by the supporting B-boats. Keeping the land rocking with varying explosions from the attacking ships and aerial units.

From the air all the while the Darkened Regime naval-air superiority continues to exchange heavy fire on the land of orange, the large aerial aircraft reconnaissance team of the Blackened Regime forces scouting high above the rainy cloudy skies over the destruction land of Sollarisca, they capture where the majority of the Solar elites are hiding in, where the leader is at, and several solar soldiers moving around the heavily destroyed debris of the land. Overseeing the picture as the ISIS space weapon unleash another ion beam down striking down where the moving solar soldiers are at wiping them out dead with a mighty explosion in a linear path. They continue to sweep and expose the land for the Blackened Regime to strategize and relay to their allies.

A stealth jet soon lands down arriving at a ruined ruptured cracked and destroyed Solar Regime airfield runway. It converted into a mobile auto armored truck driving away leaving the airfield into the streets through the road of Solshine City. Inside the three elites Blackbond, Blackritz, & Blackintel all given the task to sabotage more of the military operations of the Solar Regime. Blackbond behind the wheel making several lefts turns around the intersection avoiding the debris littered all over the road and sidewalks...

"Careful now, nigga Blackbond, you might get yoself hurt and all of us here," Blackritz said.

"I ain't drivin' if I didn't have my fake license to drive, homie, relax and enjoy the thrillin' ride nigga," Blackbond replied.

"Of course sure, I will mind my own business and leave you to do the drivin' work, nigga. Anyway what was our task that our boss, nigga Blackwing said for us to do? I freaggin' forgot 'bout what he said to us," Blackritz said, looking confused.

"Beats me, I don't know what he has said to us, nigga Blackritz. I think somethin' I don't know meng," Blackintel added.

"Maybe one of yo guys can give him a call for a reminder, niggas," Blackbond said, making a sharp right turn.

"Pffffttt he is busy right now, that black nigga son of bitch is havin' a memorable time with his buddy ol' Darkwing the lord of darkness. I wouldn' mess with our boss if he is in the middle of somethin'," Blackritz scoffed in disgust.

"I got no options left of me, nigga homie Blackritz,"

"Then I would add in a piece of motherfuckin' advice from my own thoughts since the allyin' Darkened Regime naval units are tryin' to land down foot soldiers on this land here, I think we should conjure some black magic and create a warphole in this city dump area whatever this name of this piece of shit this is," Blackintel said.

"Hmmm that does not sound bad after all, that means we just need to have another warphole installed from the east so that it connects," Blackritz replied.

"I say a park will do, nigga Blackbond head to the nearest park there wherever in this filthy ruined city it is."

"Yeah yeah understood, nigga Blackritz."

The black vehicle shortly arrives at the park driving right on its ground to park right there. The three of them exit and head to the center of the destroyed area. Spreading apart, three of them use their superpowers, their arms glowing black with black orbal lights engulfing it as they place their magical hands onto the ground. It forms a large dark pitch black circular alchemy-like transmutation circle that opens out exposing a dark pitch black neon light out. A first warp hole has been made in the first park area as the three head back inside the automobile taking off onto the streets...

"We should open up a few more of those warpholes around this trashy city, niggas," Blackintel advised.

"Good idea, so that more landwalkers can take dis shortcut through here without goin' by sea," Blackritz replied.

Blackbond focuses on driving making several rights and left turns moving around the messy bumpy roads. They arrive at the next park after traveling five miles north, northeast of Solshine. They did the same thing conjuring up a black colored alchemy-like magical transmutation circle that lights up opening a rift portal then heading back to the convertible vehicle taking off to another fifteen miles driving to the next park to do yet the same concept of opening another black warp hole. Blackintel looking at his mobile phone connecting to the high-flying recon planes way above the skies from the orange land, seeing no threats in their vicinity. They move east to messy rubble littered full of debris plaza street halting there leaving their vehicle to open up another warp hole then back in taking off to another location at a big clearing plot to open another warp hole. Then they take off leaving the city, Blackintel reporting this to Blackwing through his mobile phone.

The black recon planes scan and record the reinforcing solar soldiers moving on foot to defend the eastern field marching a struggling forty miles through the ruined land. Four of the planes highlighted the location of the whereabouts of Sunbeam, Moonbeam, and their top officials in the S.R. Capitol in the city of Solragrabolis, Solltonna.

Back at the palace as Darkwing and Blackwing watching the news covered by the Blackened Regime media crew responding earlier about the ISIS space weapon striking EMP blasts on the orange mainland of Sollarisca then later covered an article of the ISIS cannon unleashing more EMPs and the black ion beam smiting both Sollarisca and Lunna. Blackwing phone dings multiple times hid inside one of his pockets while guzzling down hard whiskey by the bottle watching the media intimidating the allies which also broadcast to other countries...

"Oooh my, what do my niggas want with me, 'cuse me, Lord Darkwing."

Darkwing raises an eyebrow in curious holding a half-full bottle of opened champagne. Blackwing pulls his phone out reading the text messages sent by Blackintel that he has landed into the desolated land of the Solar Regime, opened up several rift portals in one of the orange cities. While reading the messages, his phone rings with Blackwis calling him...

Wat up nigga, Blackwis. Report to me, babah nigga, Blackwis. Oh excellent, excellent, good work on yo efforts in shutting down the Lunar Regime very well and keeping the Solar Regime fools dead of productions! Now instruct some of our niggas to open their end of the black rift warp hole so we can quickly warp to that side!"

Blackwing quiets down hearing mumbling-like chatter on the other end of the phone... "Yes nigga Blackwis, get other warriors to open the other end of the warphole so that our legions of Blacks can invade the oranges before entering the blueberry territory! That is an order from yo boss Blackwing!" He then hangs up putting in his pocket joining back with Darkwing...

"It's time, Lord Darkwing. Time to call the meeting with your senior officials to one of the states of this big world."

Darkwing looks confused at first but realizing what he means, turning into an evil smirk.

To be continued....