Recapping back during the cloudy daylight at the borders between Sollarisca and Lunna, both ally leaders Sunbeam and Moonbeam both faced off against the two other opposing leaders Darkwing and Blackwing. Clashing blades and superpowers. Either side sustained massive injuries as the fighting ensues. In the meantime in the continent of Sollarisca the Solar Regime territory, the elites fought their own battles to defend cities against the impending threat of the Darkened Regime terrorist group. Later when Starbeam and his units of the Star Regime arrived, the tables have turned upon the terrorists. The young gentleman in green defeated Darkwing and Blackwing sending them on the retreating defeat, teleporting away. He vanquished and cleansed the orange region of the rest by purging the vast area in a thick green corroding smog that only affected enemies like pest control substance. By nightfall, both Sunbeam and Moonbeam at the home of Starbeam's resting.

During that late night as the moon shines upon the calm ocean waters near the land of Eastoppola. In Paladimee City, the darkpolice units patrol the night streets. The majority of the trained combatants were sleeping while some partied and get drunk in local buildings.

Inside the palace at the dining hall, both Darkwing and Blackwing sitting down flushed and wasted yet they continue to drink heavily guzzling down indefinite amount of booze. As they drink, both of them having flashbacks of their fight with the other two leaders. Darkwing recalls back facing off Sunbeam in a contested battle as they exchange bloodshed until Starbeam arrived and put him on the run. Stressed and humiliated at the thought. Blackwing recalls facing off against Moonbeam before getting defeated by the man in green. Darkwing and Blackwing finished their last drink and started smoking four hard substance. Darkwing going through those thoughts to the point he grinds his teeth furiously, clamping onto the empty glass bottle until it shatters by sheer force...

"I know that feelin' bruh. We got owned by that weird lookin' man that resembles that orange punk-head," Blackwing said.

Darkwing drops all four of the smokes on the floor then stomps on them in disbelief anguish... "That bastard! Whoever that green person is, he will pay for the bloodshed! Making a mockery of me tryin' to be something-someone else like that arch nemesis, 'BEAM!"

Blackwing smokes and smokes while exhaling large fumes out from his mouth... "That green-head apple-bottoms will be my new advertisement of target. I will inform my regime of this concern."

"I will have my revenge, that guy and his whatever nationality he is in control of will be history!" Darkwing thinks to himself.

Later on during the dark night hours, Darkwing heads out floating above the shadow grim city streets out to a military base in downtown. Arriving there and meeting up with the commanders in a room. All of the commanders stood and expressed a firm salute to Darkwing coming in with a stern look on his face, having a bad night...

"Good late night, sir." Darkenedye expressed.

"Attention, commanders. I would like to know the information regarding our military status. How many have we lost tryin' to own that big land on the other side!?"

"Sir Lord Darkwing, we have lost over a grand total of eight hundred billion three hundred eighty million plus of our troops. Over four hundred thousand of our naval and aerial fleet were diminished. Plus over sixty-eight percentage of our hardened combatants are in critical condition. That is the status," Darkenedstride reported.

"The morale of the military is impacted at half-rates. We are losing many resources fast having to send men after men to claim that shit-land," Darkenedstream said.

"Ahem, thank you for all of the information you processed, commanders. Rally up another round of men and send them out for another battle," Darkwing ordered.

"With due respect, Lord Darkwing, I think you should take more thought into researching up more on whoever caused our defeat-"

"I can research as we invade our enemies. Start rallyin'," Darkwing interrupted Darkenedstorm's statement.

Darkwing meets up with Darkhitler at a bunker sitting down as both smoke weed and drink gin...

"I see, suffered a major defeat from one unknown person over there. The super allies have help from another third-party faction," Darkhitler said.

"Hmph, whoever the hell that green man is, I want to figure out who that guy is and what faction he is leading. He is the one who defeated my massive army invading the large-ass orange land!" Darkwing complained.

"I wouldn't be hasty on rushing for another revenge attack if supposedly they are now aware and ready to quickly diminish your whole units at arms," Darkhitler said.

"I will think of a better method but I can care less and not give a god damn about mistakes. I have ordered my commanders to rally up forces and have them send off to invade that puny region."

Darkhitler smokes and pulls out the bud and exhales before stuffing it in the ashtray. "Godspeed to you, sir."

Over to the Blackened Regime; Blackwing arrived back at Nirrough of Jollhovalhn, he meets up with his intel units...

"YO! Niggas, wat up. Alright, yo guys mind if tell me wat da status of our forces overall?" Blackwing exploded.

"We have reported that we lost more than three billions of our units and seventy percentage of our well-trained units are down," Blackwise reported.

"We also temporarily lost contact with the superweapon, the ISIS satellite. Somehow the the weapon is inoperative unable to fire!" Blackintel added.

"WHAT?! How?! It can't be!" Blackwing exploded again.

"We have tried diagnosing the fuckin' problem and the analysis confirmed no data of what caused the damage to the thing," Blackwis said.

"Oh bullshit joy this night made me, fuckin' fools of those allies did this! Any of you do any research of those fools wearin' green thug suits?" Blackwing requested.

"What? Wat you mean, as previously I have been lookin' up on bunch of useless informations of other western freaks from Westonglappa and that our friend, the Darkened Regime forces suffered a mighty blow from an unknown source." Blackwise said.

"Unknown source?! WAT HELL U MEAN?!"

"Chill chill, we tryin; our best here! We can't even crack any data or knowledge of what destroyed our units and weakened our morale overall. Somehow whoever that wiped out most of our forces and injured our reserve combatants have a very strong anti-intel firewall and unique private network that is preventin' us from hacking or probing through their access channel," Blackintel stated.

Blackwing expressing a visual frustration watching the intel crew doing all they can and the system can't load or show anything related to his answers as he sees the recalling camera of the flying overhead spydrones recording the large naval fleet of the Darkened Regime assaulting the orange mainland to all the bloody battles between the Solar elites and the maroon personnel until it got eradicated. He sights the live camera images of the International Striking Individual Sweeping Satellite Cannon gone dark lights out not running with slight sizzling effect of smoke giving away...

"OH MAH GAWD, those punks will pay for all of this! Can we do something to manually repair the orbital weapon?!" Blackwing wondered with small rage of anger.

"We can send out few repair droids to go up to get the weapon operating but that will take four days plus two days extra to get it back into action," Blackwise said.

"Grrr... Aight then, send them into space and get workin' on it."

"So just a recap summary of what has happened for us: We lost our supportive B-boat ships, the satellite superweapon space thang went dud inoperative, we have lost our hold on that orange mainland from an unknown disaster that destroyed almost all of our forces with many severe medical conditions being over there, and resources shed to nuthin'. We lost our way to get over there as every warp portals were demolished and our ally Darkened Regime has lost their entire fleet in the aftermath within under an hour of the ragin' fight." Blackwis summarized.

"Of course our intellectual mental sight-sensing powers to gain further details are unable to crack the problems either. It looks like either we have to..."

"Wait-wait h-hold up. I just remembered that I got a mental memory that I could transfer my thoughts of what I have fought with onto this computer, maybe at least you could make out with somethin'."

Blackwing walks towards the computer and uses his powers, his glowing hands in black as he places one to his forehead while the other hand on the system terminal and transfers over every memories to the system causing the monitor of the computer to instantly pop up Blackwing's visual perspective of him fighting against the strange guy in green formal outfit to where he was badly beaten and bloodied.

"There, that guy! He is the look alike to that orange nigga freak, but wearing green and bein' all fuckin' rich and shit."

"Hmmm, that weird nigga is the new ally?" Blackintel wondered.

"Supposedly yeah, he the one who intervene and made us look like chickens!" Blackwing replied.

"Only thing we can do is to capture that image and spread out news about him. Still we cannot confirm any identity about him and where he is from or his current location," Blackwise said.

Blackwing sighs and gestures to them to carry on as he pops out a cigarette and lights it before smoking on it, leaving the place.

He heads to the library. Upon being greeted by other blacks as he waves and fist bumps, he gives out a speech to them delivering the news of defeat by the green-haired eyes gentlemen at the region. Shortly after, he gets on a public computer and immediately goes to the mass social media network of sort to transfer is mental image to directly to the network. Uploading a footage of his perspective to what the spydrones has coverage overview of the situation over to the west. He watches the submitted video of the battle between him and Moonbeam as well Sunbeam vs Darkwing including the encounter of Starbeam arrival. He then submitted a sort statement online to his public regime of a mass meet-up rally at a random gathering space.

Meantime the Blackened Regime late night news and various talk show hosts broadcasting the event going on reporting about the casualties of the Blackened Regime military status, the ally's of Darkened Regime failure to gain control of the opposing continents, the ISIS superweapon is disabled, Blackwing arrival and meeting with the Darkened Regime leader. Those watching learned of the matter and many expressed disbelief in the defeat as the news shows Blackwing's message to the news outlet that it isn't over just yet. Calling for round two of the war...

To be continued...