[ WP ] A great evil was sealed away centuries before . A new threat rises and an unlikely band of adventurers races to prevent the seal from being broken . They arrive too late , but what is released is n't what anyone expected .

Tower Hushpup ’ s hands were bound by magic, far too strong for even him to break. His friends, Ellie Stringswayer and Jim Greg were in the same predicament, all of them bound together in one mess of magic bindings. 
 
 Prince Priapsis held the last key to The Great Seal that held The Great Evil, the Token of Arc. “ Tower, you played your part in this so wonderfully, your strength is only matched by your stupidity. ” He walked to a depression in the wall, bringing the key up to it. “ When we die and return to the planet I ’ ll make sure you ’ re not resurrected, a little respite from my soon to come reign over this planet. ” Priapsis placed the token into the depression, it slid out of sight. 
 
 The excavated palace shook, bits of plaster and rock still left behind fell down from the walls. Images of horrifying humanoid animals of days gone by fell from the walls, just as they once fell to the weapons of Ellie ’ s ancestors. 
 
 “ Please, ” Ellie yelled out, “ You still have time to stop this! Just press the button and the token will return. We can destroy it. ” 
 
 Priapsis stood his ground, the years of planning had led to this moment. The time for talk had long since passed. “ I have no reason to stop it, I won, you lost. ” He looked to Jim Greg, who had been bouncing up and down trying to interject. “ What? ” 
 
 “ I ain ’ t one to butt in on yer talk, but that seal yonder is fixin ’ to open. Mr. Priapsis, if ya ’ ll don ’ t stop it my hound will be overcome with grief. ” 
 
 Priapsis rubbed his forehead in frustration, he felt the grit and dust that was being kicked up by the opening of The Great Seal. “ Nobody cares about your dumb dead hound so shut up. ” 
 
 Jim Greg was about to tell Priapsis about the estate where his hound was sent to live when a loud bang came from The Great Seal, it was opening. Priapsis backed away as he heard the hiss of the air, a bright light shone out from The Great Seal forcing everybody to look away. For a moment everybody felt fear, what would come out? 
 
 More lights shown from the walls, each one a different color. They danced about like a bunch of flies over a big helping of refreshing crap. A piercing sound filled the palace room as sparks brighter than any forge flew up from the floor and out from around The Great Seal. Smoke poured out from The Great Seal as somebody stepped out. Nobody could see exactly what had stepped out, only a silhouette of a person with a weapon strapped across their body. 
 
 The person raised their arms and shouted in a commanding male voice, “ Are you ready? ” 
 
 Priapsis stepped forward and shouted back, “ Yes I am. ” 
 
 The man yelled back, pointing at Tower and his friends, “ I can ’ t hear you! Is everybody ready? ” 
 
 Priapsis looked backed to his captives with a piercing stare, mouthing “ yes. ” Even with their lives about to be over he still had a commanding presence. 
 
 Everybody yelled back in unison, “ We ’ re ready! ” 
 
 The Great Seal fully opened, revealing even more people and weapons of unknown power. Seconds later a cacophony of noise filled the room seemingly deafening everybody. The noise turned into a melody played by instruments they had never heard. The man was chanting a spell in time to the music. Was this the end? The noise filling the entire world, killing anybody that heard it? 
 
 After a few minutes the melody slowly went out, and the spell chanting stopped. The man walked closer to the group in front of him. “ Usually our audience is a lot bigger than this. ” 
 
 Without hesitation Priapsis spoke, “ I released you. ” 
 
 The man reached out his hand with a smile on his face, when Priapsis didn ’ t respond the man grabbed his hand and shook it. “ Well that ’ s fantastic, it ’ s fun being in a pocket universe but after a while you want to get out and explore. And you know, it ’ s always great to meet fans. ” 
 
 Priapsis put on a smirk, this was turning out just as he had hoped. “ I ’ ve always been a fan of The Great Evil, everything I ’ ve done pales in comparison to your work. ” 
 
 The Great Evil motioned to Tower and Friends. “ What ’ s up with them? They get a little high huh? Ha! Too many mushrooms? ” 
 
 Furrowing his brow, Priapsis looked over at Tower and Friends and back to The Great Evil. “ No, they were trying to stop me from releasing you. Perhaps you would like to kill them first, painfully? ” 
 
 The Great Evil ’ s mouth dropped open. “ Kill them? What the hell are you talking about? 
 
 “ That ’ s why I released you, to cleanse the world of life. ” 
 
 The Great Evil threw up his arms and started walking back to The Great Seal, turning back just a few steps later. “ Are you kidding? I told the last guy I ’ m The Great Evel Knievel; E, V, E, L. Like my great grandfather. I just like rocking with my band. ” 
 
 Priapsis attempted to stutter out a word, unable to do so he looked back to Tower and Friends and then back to The Great Evel Knievel. 
 
 Knievel reached into his pocket and pulled out the Token of Arc. “ Take this back and go play some skeeball with it or something. We ’ re done here. ” He turned around and walked into The Great Seal. “ We ’ re going to stay in the pocket universe, these people are idiots. Get the cyber women turned back on. ” 
 
 With no ceremony, The Great Seal silently closed. 
 
 
 

