Author's Note: Hey, everyone, fanficmaster2.0 here, coming at you with a new story: a crossover between Kamen Rider Zi-O and Transformers: Beast Wars/Beast Machines. I bet you are all asking, "Didn't you already make a crossover of Transformers with Build?" Well, to answer those who are curious and asking the question, yes, I did. But this crossover is with the Beast Wars Tv show timeline, where time was screwed up by both the Predacons and the Demon King Zi-O, and all the previous Riders' lives have been altered. Anyway, half the premise of this story was inspired by Stone-Man85's "Beast Wars", and was given the okay by the user himself when I asked to make this story based off of his. Oh, and I'll also be adding a few others from the Transformers universe; Beastformers from the Transformers Headmasters 1980s anime, and a few guest appearances of the Animorphs and Visionaries (I was looking for anything with beasts as the main focus). This will also star characters from the other crossovers I am planning, including Build Up and Roll Out. But it focuses more on Beast Wars and Zi-O. I hope you all enjoy it! Oh, PS: I will be using the both the Beast Wars and Beast Hunters Predacon logos. All will be explained in due time. Enjoy the chapter!

Chapter 0000: The Beast Wars of Time Begin! Part 1:

A New and Unknown Era!

Time… the indefinite continued progress of existence and events in the past, present and future regarded as a whole. Is it a mere illusion that can never truly be measured as Einstein suggested? An astral plane of existence without end? Or is there something more to it than what we have yet to grasp?

As time began with the universe, creatures have been born and have evolved. Small groups of people grew into vast and thriving civilizations. Peaceful races adapted into strong warriors. However, as these warriors appear, many have grown ambitious, arrogant and evil, destroying anyone or anything that would stand in their path. However, as these threats appear, time seems to make sure their will be a hero to rise up against them.

This is the tale of the Kamen Riders; masked heroes who started out as ordinary people, but have gotten themselves caught in the crossfire between the war of good and evil. These armored heroes gave fought tooth and nail against those with dark intentions, and would be allied with other heroes defending the weak and innocent. Time has passed, and the Kamen Riders - as well as their tales of justice and heroism - have faded into legend, one that shall be remembered throughout all of time.

But now, time has been broken; two new threats from the future have awoken to change the past and rule all of time. One threat from our world and a nearby future: the Demon King of Time, who plans on making himself the forever ruler of time and space, and wipe the Kamen Riders from the history books. The other from another world and a much farther future: the Darksyders, who have dark intentions of gathering a special energy source to conquer not just Earth, but the entire universe. Together, these two new threats could destroy the Kamen Riders, their allies, and Earth. But now, a certain young man has arrived, who had once dreamt of being king, but changes his fate to become the light of hope for all free people. This young man is the key to bring back the legacy and legend of the Kamen Riders, and the one who'll put a stop to the Demon King and the Darksyders' reign of destruction. He is the ultimate hero: Kamen Rider… Zi-O!

Over nine million years ago, in the deep recesses of space, lied prehistoric Earth. The continents were spread apart, but they still had a long way to go if they are to grow into the lands with the vast civilizations of today. But what was most peculiar about Earth is that it had two moons in orbit. In due time, the past will fade away into the history books. However, Earth's past will soon be visited by a war; a war between the forces of good and evil from another world set in the far future. A war where the Earth will never be the same again. It was then when the peaceful darkness of space was disturbed by a warp, as if reality was being torn through by another force. Out of the warp came two gigantic ships; one of them looking like some sort of sinister-looking insect, while the one following it looked like the skull of some mammal-like creature. The two ships seemed to be in all out gun fight as both were hitting each other with energy beams, with the following ship taking more damage than it was dealing. Within the ships were multiple robots piloting them, with the ones in the following ship struggling to fight back.

"Ah! Hull breach in Sector 7!" One robot who was blue and yellow spoke up as he looked at the ship system readings, "Guidance systems failing!"

"Ugh!" Another robot who was small, bronze and gray groaned in a combination of disappointment, annoyance and terror, "Oh, man, this is ridiculous! W-we're an exploration ship, not a battle cruiser!"

"Eh… no choice… our ship was the only one close by that could lock onto Megatron's warp signature!" And another who was dark gray with a white face and red optics.

"Shields are doin' a major fade!" The yellow robot warned them.

"Plasma cannons to full power, now!" The gray robot ordered as a green and brown robot shifted a lever to maximize their ship's firepower. The cannons outside the ship then popped out and began to charge up.

On the ship they were chasing, the robots inside were having less trouble than the other as they fired at the others with all they've got. However, they seemed to be toying with their pursuers as they fired very little shots to do a lot of damage.

"Their shields are down; DESTROY THEM!" A brown robot with a blue face demanded, having just about enough of their pursuers.

"Now, where's the fun in that?" A purple robot replied rhetorically, wanting this to last a little longer, "A little torment, I think, first. Yess. Side guns!"

The ship in front then slowed down, making the other fly right next to it as they orbited the outer atmosphere. The chased ship then raised a few cannons from its topside before locking onto the enemy, then firing energy projectiles. The chasing ship then wound up with large holes on its port side, making the robots inside lose control and set a crash course down towards prehistoric Earth, yelling in a panic.

"Ah! Rupture; the stasis hold is failing!" The yellow robot exclaimed in panic before seeing even more bad news on the computer screen, "And if that isn't bad enough, we lost our main engine, backup power, and one of our cannons! We're sitting cyber ducks out here!"

Just when things weren't bad enough, an alarm went off. This one sounded a bit more severe as it was eerie and red lights were flashing.

This alarm made the bronze robot groan out, "Oh, what the scrappin' hell now?!"

The yellow robot searched for the cause of the alarm at his console. One he did this, though, he saw that ship had a trajectory course, plotted towards Earth.

"Oh no!" He yelled in distress as he tried to fix anything with console before ranting, "We're caught in the nearby planet's gravitational pull!"

"Argh!" The green robot grunted, "We're going down."

"Ergh! Then we're down to one last option: convert power to stasis bay and launch all pods. Get the crew all into safe orbit!" The gray robot said before approaching what seemed to be a microphone for an intercom, "Attention, all Maximals! Get to the stasis bay and launch all pods! We're in an emergency evacuation of the ship!" He ordered his fellow crew members.

"What?! Have you lost your servos?!" The gray and bronze robot exclaimed in shock, "If we do that, they'll get pulled down to that water-covered rock! As a matter of slaggin' fact, we don't know if they'll even survive the crash landing!"

"You and I both know that evacuation is part of the procedure for these types of situations!" The gray robot countered the bronze one's claim with a glare, "Besides, it's less risky than being in here when the ship could blow at any minute."

The crew member sighed in defeat as he observed the computer and saw pod-like images slowly lighting up one by one. Once he saw all of them light up, he pressed a few buttons and flipped a few switches that made the computer speak out in a male digital voice, "STASIS PODS LAUNCHING."

As the two ships approached Earth, pod-like machines shot out of the pursuing ship, all of which heading down to the planet. As this happened, the chasing ship was left spinning in circles, plummeting to the prehistoric planet with the formerly chased ship chasing their pursuers. As the gray robot hoped for the pods to make it safely down to Earth, he asked, "Is that everyone?"

"Yeah, that's everyone, Boss Bot!" The bronze robot confirmed with a nod before the commander asked another question.

"And the plasma cannons?" He said, thinking the spinning might provide them a temporary advantage.

"All charged up, Optimus!" The green robot nodded in confirmation, making the commander make a determined look.

"Good, fire on my mark," He said as the ship rotated back towards the enemy ship, opening the window of opportunity he was waiting for, "All plasma cannons, FIRE!"

The main cannon in the front of the ship then shot large, rapid bursts of energy beams that hit the front and sides of the bug-like ship, as well as the engines. The enemy ship was then hurdling down towards the Earth at an alarming rate as the enemy leader yelled in shock and panic.

"Argh!" He groaned in anger as one of the ships wings broke off and both ships entered Earth's atmosphere, "NOO! This can't be happening! This shouldn't be happening!"

The ship's alarms all started going off as the control terminals shorted out and only a few systems were left still functional. The crew in the ship scurried all over the ship, doing what they can to keep it up in space, but to little avail as the purple enemy leader demanded answers, "Damage report!"

"Eh, we lost two of our fuel tanks and all power in our engines, and now we're plummeting towards the planet!" A purple robot with a yellow visor read the damage report in a creepy, raspy voice, "And we have a hull breach in Sectors 2, 5, 8 and 9!"

"Nine?! NO!" Megatron shouted in shock, knowing that there something in that ship's sector was important as he brought up a holographic computer screen, "Computer, status report in Sector Nine! Are the Golden Disk and the Key still onboard?!"

"THE GOLDEN DISK IS FULLY FUNCTIONAL AND IS SAFELY SECURED, CONNECTED AND BACKED UP TO THE SHIP'S COMPUTER," A female computerized voice replied, making the purple robot sigh in relief, "BUT THE KEY HAS FALLEN THROUGH A HOLE IN THE HULL AND IS BEING PULLED DOWN BY GRAVITY TO THE PLANET'S SURFACE."

That last statement made the leading enemy robot's eyes wide open as he pulled up another screen, one showing the outside of the ship. The screen showed another pod-like object hurdling towards Earth. This one was more peculiar compared to the previous pods because the top of it was molded into the front of a female human being with the hands holding together in the front of her chest and an eye insignia on its side. The sight of this shocked the leader; he and his men went through a lot of trouble to steal not only the "Golden Disk" he mentioned, but also what was in the pod.

"AHH, NOOOOOOO!" He screamed in frustration, not wanting to lose that pod.

However, it was too late for them anyway as both ships started to burn up upon going through the atmosphere. The two ships, both shaking from internal and external explosions, veered away from each other and headed towards two locations far away from each other: the chasing ship was heading towards two mountains close to each other in a large area that would be called California today, and the enemy ship was heading towards the continent that would soon be named Africa. As blazing meteors, the two ships broke the sound barrier, catching the attention of many creatures, including the early stage of man. The creatures all saw the ships about to crash into the surface as the crew of each vessel prepared for a crash landing.

"Ugh… we're coming in too fast!" The yellow robot yelled in an alarmed tone.

"Everyone brace for impact!" The commander said right before the ship crashed into the mountains, getting wedged into two spires that would almost connect to each other. The ship let out smoke as the crew of robots went offline. The enemy ship landed actually didn't land on the surface, but rather under a mountain with a large entrance at the base. The ship was landed on the ground and skidded into the opening with rear end of the ship flipping upwards with the right wing sticking out of the ground and the other landing just outside the base. The place appeared volcanic as the robots within went offline like the others. The pod from earlier then hurdled to a location near the formerly pursuing ship before smashing into the surface. The two ships and the pod were never to be seen again as they sat in their resting places for years. The years then turned into decades, from decades into centuries, from centuries into millions of years. But as one door closes, another is bound to open…

Let us turn our view from the past, to the chaotic world of the future…

MILLIONS OF YEARS LATER; WASHINGTON D.C.; FORMER WASHINGTON MONUMENT LOCATION; SEPTEMBER 2, 2068

In what used to be the location of the Washington Monument, twenty statues and giant clock stood tall. Nineteen of the statues stood around the twentieth, all of them being armored warriors from the world's past, surrounding a stone clock behind the last statue. The last one appeared to one of a teenage boy, approximately sixteen years of age as it stood on a pedestal that read "In honor of His Majesty's first transformation." However, it is not just the statues that are most peculiar. All around the monument was chaos. The Washington monument appears to be destroyed and in pieces, and everything around it - every building, vehicle and everything else nearby - was reduced to rubble. The green grass and flora in the area died out years ago, and the soil had turned into dry dirt. The cause of this chaos was not a matter of what, but a matter of who?

Standing in front of the monumental statues, a man stood, facing away from it. But this was no ordinary man. This man wore regal yet demonic-looking armor, colored in black and gold. His body was mostly black with a giant watch band going from his chest down to in front of his legs. His shoulders looked like wings of an eagle colored black with golden patterns, and his arms were mostly black with golden bands and slot-like wristbands. His matching legs were golden on the sides, on the rim of his boots amd at the toe of the shoes, with golden watch knobs as knee armor. A golden watch band went diagonally down to his left waist from his left shoulder like a bandelier, while the right shoulder, along with the right side of his chest, held black watch-like his back were a large set of two hands of time: hours and minutes, acting like a cape. His helmet was black with a gold rimon his face, two golden hands set at 2:00 and 10:00 with three golden clocks on the forehead, a silver symbol in Katakana Japanese having an arrow pointing out, and red visor saying "Rider" in Katakana Japanese in a bold, sharp font, all of which protected by a spiked black and gold neck guard. On the right side of his head was golden knob, like that of an old wristwatch. Around his waist was a golden belt designed after a watch with a red screen spelling out 2018. This was the dark tyrant who could bend time and space to his will. The very being who brought the very chaos that destroyed the world of 2068. This was the Demon King of Time…

…Oma Zi-O…!

カメン= "Kamen" = "Masked"

ライダー = "Rider"

This man stepped a few feet away from the monument, as if he was more than prepared for something. And for good reason; an army of people charged at him, whether on foot or in vehicles. These people were the resistance who fought against the tyrannical rule of Oma Zi-O and his dark forces. They were all dressed in black with very little coloration as they wielded machine guns and fired at Oma Zi-O.

"CHARGE!" A soldier yelled as they got closer and closer to the Demon King, not letting up on the shooting.

However, the bullets did not even hit Oma Zi-O, as every shot seemed to exploded a few yards on all sides. Deciding he had enough of these weaklings, Oma Zi-O raised his right arm and flicked his hand up, palm towards the sky. When he did this, a shockwave hit everyone charging at him, causing explosions that brought them down to ground. No matter how hard they were trying, they didn't seem to have the power push forward after that attack. The Demon King then heard screeching sounds before turning his head and seeing a barrage of missiles heading his way. But that failed given that he used his dark power to freeze the missiles in place. That's when he noticed a giant, cycloptic robot about to step on him; of course, this was just a number of them about to attack them. Oma Zi-O didn't let up though. He threw the first robot far away and used his dark powers to take them out one by one. Once all the robots were annihilated in explosions, he then froze time again with his right hand as more showed up. He then looked at the resistance fighters, feeling very little pity for them as they struggled to get back on their feet. Seeing that continuing even after they've been beaten shows him how pathetic they all were.

"You damned fools could never defeat me," Oma Zi-O said in a deep, regal yet demonic voice, "And do you know why?"

Oma Zi-O then flung his arm to chest chest creating another shockwave. This one was different from the first given that it didn't just destroy everything that was trying kill him, but wiped from existence completely. The weapons, robots and people began to fade into dust, and almost caught one of them if weren't for another man.

"Tsukuyomi, duck!" The very man said as he pushed a woman into an underground crevice, having her avoid the slaughter. Everyone who was wiped from existence screamed, but barely anyone could hear them as the sounds faded from reality.

Oma Zi-O had won yet another battle in this war, continuing his iron-fist rule in 2068. The Demon king then turned back towards his monument at the statue in the center. He approached the statue as he lifted his right hand up to look into his palm. Oma Zi-O stared into a oval-shaped locket with a sun and moon engraved together on it. He opened the locket and it revealed a picture of a group of people split into two, with the boy who was the statue in the center split into two; the people within included a twenty-two year-old white-American woman with black hair wearing a sea foam green shirt and torn jeans with grease stains, an elderly man with matching hair but with tan skin, wearing brown glasses, a black sweater vest with white and blue patterns and gray pants, a sixteen-year old boy with dark skin, short black hair designed in dreadlocks wearing a red T-shirt, a sixteen-year old white girl with white hair in all gothic black, two Native American teens, one a boy with black hair wearing a blue-checkered shirt and a girl with matching hair in a ponytail wearing a yellow shirt with an eagle on it, an ash-blonde-haired Japanese girl dressed in a sky blue kimono with a sword on her back, another Japanese girl with light brown hair wearing a red kimono with white crane on the shoulders, a light-blue-haired girl wearing a dark blue zip-up jacket over an azure shirt with dolphins on it who was hugging the final boy in the center, a young man wearing a white shirt and wearing a silver watch. He looked down into the picture with a thoughtful look on his face beneath his helmet. Oma Zi-O wouldn't show it, but he knew the people in this picture were important to him in some way. His thoughts then became solemn as he closed and gripped the locket tightly. He considered the people irrelevant now. He didn't need them, or anyone. He turned back around and stared back at the chaos he created before speaking one last time.

"I'm sorry, my friends…"

Oma Zi-O said solemnly, "But now, I can't be stopped… Even if you all could change the past…"

50 YEARS EARLIER; DIVINITY CITY, CALIFORNIA; PRESENT DAY; SEPTEMBER 1, 2018

We now turn our attention from the future to a present day Earth. Humanity has evolved into an advanced civilization that has mastered technology. It has been age of peace and prosperity, one that has flourished throughout the majority of the world. And our story begins in bustling metropolis in East Coast: Divinity City, California, a thriving community with thriving people; once a small town that erupted into a metropolis that had basically everything within its borders: a shopping mall, movie theaters, museums, neighborhoods, a zoo, a beach and even its own race track. But our story doesn't start at any of these places. It starts at Divinity City High School - or DCHS - Engineering Class, where one student's life will change forever.

A light-skinned boy with blue eyes and brown hair stared at the teacher as he taught the lesson. He was about sixteen years old and wore a blue white button-up shirt and torn jeans, and he appeared to be in a trance instead of actually listening to the teacher. Right next to him was an African-American boy about sixteen years old with blue eyes and short black hair in dreadlocks, wearing a red T-shirt and dark gray shorts, and he noticed his friend staring off into space.

"Yo, Logan," He whispered, trying to get him out of his trance, "Earth to Logan Briggs. You there?"

"Huh, uh… wha…?" That last sentence manage to bring his friend back to reality before he looked at his friend, "Oh hey, Oliver."

"You okay, Logan?" He asked in concern, still trying to remain as quiet as possible, "You seemed out of it there for a second."

"Uh, sorry," Logan apologized as he whispered back, "Just thinking about Project: Mountain Run. It's gonna be exciting to get up onto the mountains."

"You said it, my man," Oliver smirked in agreement, though not sure if that was the real cause, "Once we finish getting the machines built, we'll be kings of the Twin Fang Mountains."

"Hey, since we're on the subject, what do we need to finish the Mountain Runners?" Logan asked, not wanting anything to go sideways.

"Just a few nuts and bolts, some snacks, water bottles and some gas in case we get stranded on the mountain," Oliver listed down the to-do list, "Other than that, we'll be good as gold."

"Nice!" Logan silently exclaimed

"Briggs, Shepard, no talking during class," The voice of the teacher, a man in his late 40s, told them to be quiet. The two friends then remained quiet for the lesson to finish before the classroom began to shake violently, shaking everything in the room and knocking a few things over.

"Earthquake! Everyone under your desks and take cover!" He shouted and everyone obliged. Everyone dropped what they were doing and took cover underneath their desks to avoid getting hurt by any falling objects. However, Logan and Oliver took this as an opportunity to continue their chat.

"So, what were you really thinking about, Logan?" Oliver asked suspiciously, trying to find out what Logan was really thinking about.

"Uh… it's, uh… it's nothing, really, it's just…" Logan sighed, "I just wish we could take them and just leave this place for good."

"Pfft, like hell we are, man," Oliver scoffed at that statement, "You, me, Zeke and Nikki are gonna be stuck in this hell hole until we're nothing but bones."

Logan and Oliver laughed a bit at the joke as the tremors kept going, putting them into a state of annoyance.

"I swear, man, this is, like, the 40th damned quake in the past month," Oliver said in suspicion.

"I'll say, these tremors have been going non-stop," Logan gritted his teeth, "I just hope they'll end soon."

At the time, it wasn't just the school being shaken up, but the entire city. Divinity City was acting like a giant snow globe, only without the fuzzy snow. The zoo animals were getting upset and riled up by the earthquake and the zookeepers and animal experts tried to calm them down. The tremors also caused the river that led into the city from the ocean to create waves on both sides. It's because of these earthquakes that the city has lost thirteen small buildings within the past month. Most people in the city didn't really care about it as earthquakes were common in the East Coast, usually just small ones. But these earthquakes, beyond the humans' understanding, weren't natural. Something was causing them, something big.

After the tremors passed, Logan, Oliver and the rest of the class resumed their lesson. Class soon ended and the two friends finished up their final classes left the main building. Logan and Oliver were just about to leave but were stopped by the sound of someone they knew.

"Hey, you guys!"

A familiar female voice called out to them and they turned to the direction of the source. They saw two people they recognized as friends. One was a Native American boy with green eyes and black hair wearing a blue-checkered shirt and white shorts. The other was a girl who was also Native American with black hair, but with brown eyes, and her hair was in a ponytail, while she wore a yellow shirt with a black eagle on the front with denim jeans. The two approached Oliver and Logan as they smiled.

"Ezekiel and Nicole Bishop, the Wonder Twins of disaster," Logan joked as he and Oliver laughed. The Bishop kids frowned at that remark smirked playfully as they shot back at Logan.

"Whatever you say, 'Your Highness,' Logan Briggs," Ezekiel, or Zeke as they call him, joked back, making Logan blush in embarrassment.

"Yes, it's always good to hear from the 'king' and his royal advisor, Oliver Shepard," Nicole, or Nikki as they call her, added, making the four friends laugh hysterically.

"O-Okay, you got us there," Logan said with a chuckle, "Can't believe you guys used my old childhood dream against me."

"Well, it's funny when you think about it, Logan," Zeke smiled in amusement.

"Yeah, it's been eleven whole years and yet that childhood dream of yours still has us laughing," Nikki added with another chuckle.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Logan shook his head and rolled his eyes before changing the subject, "You guys all ready to finish Project: Mountain Run for this weekend?"

"Hell yeah, we are," Zeke gave his friend a thumbs-up, "We'll see who's laughing when these people see us high on the mountains! No one can stop us now!"

"You sure about that, dweebs?" They all heard a familiar voice and it was one they'd rather forget. The group of friends turned up towards the school entrance and saw three male 18 year-old teens, most likely seniors. These three had gymbags hanging by the shoulders stuffed with sporting equipment, so most likely, these were the school's jocks. However, Logan and his friends recognized them as nothing but the school's biggest bullies, AKA the Brutal Brothers.

Axel Walker: the source if the voice came this muscular, brown-eyed, white-skinned teen who wore a white jersey with the number one in black, white shorts and red shoes. Axel is the leader of the Brutal Brothers, and the school's star quarterback for the football team. Logan and the others all both scowled and shuddered at the sight of him, knowing of his misdeeds towards them and other students. Logan was always the primary target, given how much Axel hated him. Born into a rich family in an A-Class neighborhood, he always looked down upon the more common people in the city, therefore he saw people like Logan as nothing but parasites mingling in the halls of a school that he considered to be only for the rich kids. What's more irritating to him is that is that Logan never quits and he keeps coming back, making it more difficult for Axel to tolerate him being remotely close. And that also goes for Logan's friends since they hung around him so much.

Jonas Dalton: equally muscular with green eyes, tan skin and blonde hair, wearing the same jersey with the number eleven, black sunglasses, black fingerless gloves and shoes, and gray gym shorts. He's Walker's right-hand man and a bit of gossip man and propaganda starter. The man has always started to make false rumors about everyone in the school, usually to keep the Brutal Brothers' names out of the mud. It's one of the reasons why these three troublemakers are almost never in trouble. Jonas would start rumors on anyone about anything: geeks making chemical bombs, skinny dweebs being sociopaths, and little men wanting to control the school with an iron fist. The last one is one of the main reasons Logan hates these three bullies.

Bartholomew Jefferson: a black-haired, blue-eyed Chinese-American boy wearing the same white jersey with the number five in black, black pants, and gray shoes, with a white sweatband on his forehead. Despite the name, Bart prefers to be called "Butch," or as the other kids call him, "The Beast," for his brutal and savage way of playing and forcing the Trio's rules on others. If they don't, Butch gives them the beating of a lifetime, and those who call him by his real name end up being beaten nearly to death. He's basically the enforcer to their little trio of trouble.

The Brutal Brothers stared down at Logan and his friends in both disgust and amusement, thinking these lowlives' dreams of doing something big was just laughable and ironic. The trio of bullies walked down the steps and approached the four friends, trying to make himself look tough and terrifying to them. The friends stepped back a bit, ready to run when things get tough as Logan and Axel stared bitterly at each other before the bully spoke up.

"What would little dweebs like you four expect to find up in those mountains?" He asked rhetorically, "A life as live bait for mountain lions?"

"That, my friend, none of your business," Logan answered.

"Uh… yeah, when it comes to the Dweeb Squadron, it is our business as the top students of the school," Jonas corrected him with a smart-ass, evil grin on his face.

'You're only the top students because you threaten and bully people like they're slaves,' Logan thought hatefully before speaking, "Well, I doubt you guys would be interested…"

"Interested in what?" Butch asked in a mocking tone, "Finding out this dumbass kid is gonna become king on top of the mountain like in The Lion King?"

That last part got Logan's blood boiling. He hated when these people would use his own dreams and thoughts against him.

"Trust us, Briggs, when we say this: the only king you'll ever be is of all the dweebs and outcasts in the world," Axel pointed out, "So why don't you go take your dreams and just toss 'em. Not that anyone and toss 'em!"

Logan and his friends wanted nothing more but to shut this guy up here and now, but they knew they were no match for Axel, let alone all three of them, despite the odds. Logan took a deep breath and decided to ignore these bullies as he turned and walked away.

"Excuse me, where the hell do you think you're going?" Axel asked, feeling insulted by Logan, who ignored him further, "Hey, I asked you question, so answer me!"

Logan stopped in his tracks and turned his head at his friends and the Brutal Brothers. He said nothing at first, but after about twenty three seconds of silence, he spoke…

"Come on, guys, they're not worth our time…"

Those words made Oliver, Zeke and Nikki's mouths dropped to the ground, and their eyes widen in shock. They all might have thought these three were nothing but bullies, but until now, not one of them - not even Logan - were bold enough to say something like that within their earshot. This especially shocked the Brutal Brothers, but they were more steamed than surprised as their faces turned red, with Axel's being as red as his boiling blood.

"Oh, that's it!" Axel snapped as he charged at Logan, wanting to put him in his pathetic place, "You're a dead man!"

"Oh, son of a…" Logan nearly cursed before ducking as Axel jumped at him, missing and going through an open car window. He was so large in physique, so Axel could only make it halfway through and get stuck in place. He was dazed by the impact at first, but once he brought himself through, he noticed the situation and saw an elderly woman in the driver seat giving him a surprised look. For some reason, he felt like was in trouble for the first time in a while.

"Uh… hey…" Axel said with an awkward yet sheepish smirk.

"AAAAAGGGHHHH!" The woman screamed in panic before whacking Axel with her purse, "CARJACKER!"

Everyone in front of the school saw this as Axel was struggling to get free, as seen by the waving of his legs. They all laughed at the seen, including Butch and Jonas. But their laughs went away as soon as they realized they would get their asses kicked by Axel if they didn't help him, so they approached Axel's legs and started pulling, but it seemed difficult due to his size.

"Ugh, dude, you seriously need to lay off those sandwiches," Jonas said, struggling to pull his "boss" out of the car.

"You know I can't help it, they're delicious, so SHUT UP AND GET ME OUT OF HERE BEFORE THIS LADY MAKES A SEWING SPOOL OUT OF ME!" Axel yelled in frustration and annoyance

As they continued their pulling, Oliver, Zeke and Nikki continued laughing before seeing Logan stand up and motioned them towards him, telling them to get of out of here. They all followed him off campus and to their homes, and just in time, too, Jonas and Butch pulled Axel out of the car and landed on their rears. Axel held his head in pain before the old lady threw a small loaf of what looked like zucchini bread at him. The bread hit his forehead and it felt as hard as a rock as he groaned in more pain.

"Ow, what the hell, lady?!" Axel glared at woman as he rubbed his forehead.

"Next time, think before you carjack!" The woman said before rolling up the window and heading towards the parking lot on the side of the school.

"You okay, boss," Butch asked as they all stood up, rubbing their heads.

"I'll be fine as soon as soon as I find that damned Briggs, and tear him and his friends apart!" Axel seethed as they turned around, only to find Logan and his friends gone.

"Uh… where'd they go, boss?" Butch asked, getting a smack on the back of the head from Axel, knowing it was a stupid question.

About a mile away from the school, Logan and his friends were back in their own neighborhood: a somewhat rural area with some houses surrounding a scrapyard. This was where they live, and normally, it's a mile away from the school, but Logan, Oliver, Nikki and Zeke were familiar with the area, so they found a few shortcuts to the campus and back. Their families said it was okay to use them, as long as they were careful. They all promised they'd be careful, especially about the bullies following them home, not that it was a problem given that only they knew the locations of the shortcuts. The scrapyard they lived around was owned by the small businesses there, namely an auto repair shop owned by Nikki and Zeke's parents and where Logan's sister works, a small robotics factory where Oliver's parents work, and a small clock shop owned by Logan's great uncle Robert.

As they walked towards their homes, they had small smiles on their faces from what happened at school. What happened to the Brutal Brothers has got to be the greatest thing they've ever seen. They never thought Logan would be bold enough to ignore the very bully who's tormented him his entire life and would be lucky enough to dodge his attacker's charge, and make him get stuck in a car window. Although, now it meant that Axel and the others were going to be gunning for him now. As they were about head home, Oliver spoke up.

"Well, that was funny," He said with smirk.

"Yeah, it was," Zeke agreed, "Axel totally got what he deserved!"

"I wouldn't say he got all of what he deserved," Nikki remarked before facing Logan, "Still, it was pretty bold of you to turn him down like that, Logan."

"Thanks, Nikki, but that was mostly payback for taunting me for having a dream, even if it is childish," Logan replied.

"Yeah, about that, during elementary, when we were given an assignment to explain what we want to be when we grew up, didn't you say you wanted to become a king?" Oliver asked in curiosity, remembering how Logan always talked about his dreams of being a king all through elementary to seventh grade.

"Sure did," Logan answered a raised brow, "Is there something wrong with that?"

"Well, no, there's nothing wrong with that, but…" Oliver replied, trying find the best "You do realize even kids wouldn't say that anymore, right, my man?"

"Well, yeah, I do, it's just that… well, being a king one day was the only thing I could think of back then," Logan explained is his reasons, "Plus the assignment said it needed no more or less than one hundred letters, and "king" was shorter than "leader".

"Uh-huh, touche," Oliver said.

"Well, regardless…" Zeke interrupted Logan and Oliver's chat by grabbing Logan by the upper arms

"Huh?" Logan quirked his brow in suspicion, fearing Zeke might do something they'll both regret.

"I'm gonna wake you up, man," Zeke said before suddenly karate flipping Logan up and over his backside, making him land a hard landing on his back; Zeke took some self-defense classes that focused on karate during the eighth grade.

"Ow, jeez, Zeke…" Logan groaned as he rubbed his head and back, "What the hell?"

"Sorry, dude," Zeke apologized before reaching his arm out to help Logan up,

"I see your karate technique proves to be superior yet again," Logan groaned as he sat up and faced his friend, with an idea of payback in his mind, "In fact, your skills are so impressive, I'd make you the head of my royal police force!"

Hearing that joke made his friends groan in humor before they all laughed as Zeke helped Logan back onto his feet. As he got up, Zeke said, "So now you're the one using your kid dream as a joke?"

"Yep," Logan nodded, "But seriously, if that dream did become reality, I'd recruit all three of you for your skills."

"For what, Zeke's basic training in karate, and me and Nikki's mechanical skills?" Oliver asked with a raised brow before they reached a small flight of stone stairs next to a driveway leading up to Logan's house.

"We'll never know unless we try," Logan said before standing in front of the steps, "I'll meet you guys at the garage later, just got to do some chores at home and I'll head there fo finishing up our little summer project."

"You got it, Logan!" Oliver said before they all brought out their phones and put them together with the timer settings on the screen, "Synchronize timers, gentleman and lady. At 5:30 P.M. tonight at the garage to finish up Project: Mountain Run, and 7:30 A.M. in the morning, we bring it up to the mountain and commence it!"

"YEAH!" The friends yelled in thrill as they synchronized their phones for the time of Project: Mountain Run before they all went their separate ways, heading to their respective homes.

"See you all later, dudes," Zeke said as he and Nikki went to their house to make preparations.

"Ta-ta for now, mi compadres!" Oliver exclaimed before heading to his house.

"See you real soon, guys," Logan smiled before walking up the stairs to his house. However, as he got closer, he noticed something shiny on the rail of the steps. He got closer and saw it was a black, circular, metallic object that looked a bit out of place with, well, everything. It had a clear case on top of it, revealing what looked like advance technology within, and a button on the edge. Logan looked at it curiously, wondering why it was near his house the first place.

"What is this thing?" He asked aloud as he looked around the rural area, but there was nobody nearby who could have left it. He picked it up and examined it, filling him with even more curiosity as he didn't recognize it from anywhere.

"It's probably just a toy…" Logan suggested before placing on top of a nearby bench, "Someone's probably looking for you, so it's best you stay there. Says the guy talking to an inanimate object."

Logan then walked up to his house, unaware that he was being watched at more than one angle. First, a giant, red and yellow mechanical being with a circular head appeared out of a nearby corner and peaked towards Logan, watching his every move.

"There you are, Oma Zi-O," The robot spoke silently, "Your time is up…"

Another watcher soon appeared; an eighteen year-old girl wearing all white, including a white choker, and a black set of pants. She watched Logan take off his shoes and head into the house.

"Zi-O…" She said silently, with determination in her voice, "No matter how long it will take, I will guide you from the dark path you were meant to cross."

At another angle, a man in his 20s dressed in gray wearing a scarf hood over black hair came out of the shadows, holding and reading a book while also watching Logan Briggs enter his house. He stared at the house with a smile on his face before closing his book shut.

"My king, soon you will realize your childhood dream will soon be reality," He proclaimed before walking back into the shadows.

At our final angle, three figures were also in the shadows, watching Logan from afar in both disgust and determination.

"Well, hello, demon king," The first one said in an almost childish voice, "I think it's time someone else claimed your throne."

"It's time for a new king to rise up and control time," The second said in a female voice as she puts a lollipop in her mouth.

"Even if the timeline must be broken, our king will rise!" The final one spoke in a stern, adult male tone before reality fritzed out and they all vanished into thin air.

TWIN FANG MOUNTAINS, CALIFORNIA; UNDERNEATH SHADOW MOUNTAIN, AFRICA

On top of the Twin Fang Mountains in California and underneath the dreaded Shadow Mountain in Africa, two ships, both of alien origin laid dormant. However, these ships will soon be awoken by an unknown source in the Twin Fang Mountains, said to contain unimaginable power. The ships started to light up with different symbols; the one in California had a green symbol that resembled a cat's head, while the one in Africa had a violet symbol that resembled the face of a insect-like beast. As these ship lit up like New Years fireworks, a mysterious object resembling a human female lit up at the eyes.

Little did Logan and his friends know, they were in for the ride of their lives.