Professor VonDrake's Extraordinary Time-Contraption-Thingy

As with it's forerunner House of Twisted Toons most of the characters belong to Disney I am merely borrowing them for this story but I do own most of the second generation so some form of notice is required if you wish to use them… This story has links connecting it to both my Hades&Seph fics and Jafar's Disastrous Dates but is not directly related to them. Persephone, Thanatos and Eris all come from my Hades&Seph fics in the Hercules section and as usual those who've read them will have a bit of knowledge on those characters personalities..

This story goes out to everybody who was a part of H.o.T.T in reviews or just silently following the story on the side.. I may have wrote it but you guys made it.. it's been a long time planning but here it is peeps… the sequel. Enjoy.. X

Review Replies:

AngelofDarkness1959: Oh dear, none of them are in this chap, but enjoy anyway! X

MissSkulduggeryPleasent: Lol I'm not innocent I've seen all varieties of words, but never mind that, glad your enjoying the story nd good luck with your stories! X

Coldblue: Update is here… by the way one update message is enough lol X

BearyBeary: I know, but kids are kids… enjoy the update X

Nightmaster000: Eris is Eris, she just likes to cause trouble lol she is the Goddess of Discord X

WikiSorcerer: Lol hun it ripping at the seams anyway… Than better get on the case fast! XD

Nasira: Maleficent and her daughter will be back next chap! And we'll have to wait and see about Eris, she'd be better off if AJ catches her than if Than found out about her trouble causing X

TheDisnerd: new update is here! Glad you enjoying the story! X

Chapter Nineteen:Heroics and Hoodoo High-jinks..

Things were quiet when Hyllos and Sinbad slipped inside the House of Mouse front entrance, Daisy's reception desk was empty. Wherever she was the female duck was certainly not manning her post like she should be. The red-headed son of Hercules turned his violet eyes to Sinbad and the dark-haired son of Aladdin raised his brows in a mocking 'what now' manner. Hyllos gave a slightly unsure shrug before Sinbad sighed then beckoned his friend to follow him, heading towards the curtain which joined the theatre… clearly planning to slip in and hide amongst the crowd.

'Hyllos, Sinbad..' A high girly voice squealed out filled with relief before Sinbad could touch the curtain and at the sound of their names both sons of Heroes turned to find Molly Mouse and Darcy Duck running towards them. '-thank heavens your back!' The daughter of Mickey continued breathlessly as she and her best friend reached the teen boys.

'Why? What's going on?' Hyllos sounded with a hint of worry in his voice, his eyes wide with concern as both eight year old girls looked anxious.

'Thanatos is here..' Darcy sounded as a scowl twisted the tiny duck's face, her blue eyes blazing.

'What?' Both Hyllos and Sinbad cried out together in shock.

'What's he doing here?' Sinbad retorted angrily.

'How did he get here?' Hyllos followed up immediately.

'The Loa brought him here..' Molly answered Hyllos' question first.

'And he wants to bring us home without damaging the cosmos..' Darcy added with her quacking lisp distorting her words slightly.

'Pfft… with Eris and the others around? Good luck with that..' Sinbad drawled, his dark eyes rolling with disdain at the thought of his villainous peers.

'Alcezar and Savannah have already agreed to a truce..' Molly replied eagerly.

'Really? They did?' Hyllos' violet eyes blinked in amazement… The villainettes wanted peace? This was new..

'Oh yeh? What's their angle?' Sinbad instantly added distrustfully, he wasn't quite as gullible as his red-headed best friend.

'No angle, they just want a truce.' Molly added with a smile.

'They seem more concerned with getting back home than plotting..' Darcy interjected. '-Eris went AWOL on them so they've gone out to reel her in.'

'Urh… shock horror..' Sinbad groaned wearily.

'Do they need help bringing her back?' Hyllos asked hopefully.

'No..' Molly shook her round head making her large round ear shake. '-they just want us to stay here and stay out of any plans the heroes have.' Sinbad snorted derisively at these instructions.

'Pfft… yeh, right, like I really want to spend time with my dad's younger self anyway.' The Arabian boy's nose crinkled at the very thought.

'I wouldn't have minded, it would be nice to see if my awkwardness really is hereditary like my parents claim.'

'Oh it's hereditary Hyl..' Sinbad smirked in amusement.

'How do you know?' Hyllos frowned, bristling slightly at his best friend's comment.

'How could it not be?' Sinbad only smirked before pushing the teen son of Hercules towards the drapes of the entrance to the theatre where the audience were sat.

'Where are you guys going?' Darcy kinked a feathery brow at the two boys confused.

'We're going to watch the show..' Sinbad sounded. 'What else are we meant to do in this place? I doubt your dad will mind as long as we don't cause trouble..'

'And we don't cause trouble..' Hyllos added cheerfully.

'Hah. Says you goody-two-sandals..' Sinbad snickered before shoving the red-head head first through the curtain then immediately following him.

Molly Mouse sighed heavily.

'I guess their right, our dads won't be upset if they just sit there.' The eight year old mouse sounded with a hopeful smile.

'You really think Sinbad can just sit there and be quiet?' Darcy asked with a hint of amusement and a cheeky smile.

'I live in hope..' Molly Mouse smiled back cheerfully. 'Now c'mon, I bet the grown ups could use a couple of stage hands..'

'-or maybe a stage technician.' Darcy sounded fluttering her long eyelashes. Molly Mouse gave a chuckle which sounded like her father's trademark laugh in a high girly tone.

'Wow Darcy. I never realised you had such an interest in the mechanics of the show..'

'Yeh, I much prefer being backstage than on stage… Dad says I'm a natural when it comes to D.I.Y and I guess coming from him that's really sayin' something..' Both eight year old girls linked arms and continued to jabber on excitably as they headed off to find the past versions of their parents.

It didn't take long for the two teenage sons of heroes to locate a free table in the theatre, though unfortunately for them in also happened to be really close to the past versions of their parents Hercules and Aladdin. In fact the only table separating the boys from their younger parents was Bambi and his friends. Perhaps the only stroke of luck was that their table was in a light blind spot so their table was darkened slightly which would make them a little harder to spot. However since the young fawn and his woodland friends were enthralled in the toon that was halfway playing on the screen both Hyllos and Sinbad could hear their parents conversation...

…'What do you think the villains are doing?' A teenage Hercules twisted around in his seat to peer suspiciously back around at the evil toons and their now empty seat. Captain Hook caught the teenage demi-god looking curious and glared at him before turning to Mr Smee and saying something, immediately Mr Smee got to his feet, locked eyes with Hercules and picked up a bottle and threw it in the direction of the red-headed demi-god.

'Whoa..' Hercules quickly dodged the bottle which smashed on the floor just in front of the table he was sat at, spilling out a deep red liquid.

'The captain says: 'Down in front!-!'' Smee hollered down after his bottle causing Hercules to duck down with a slight hint of embarrassment.

'Suh-suh-sorry guys..' Hercules called back…

…'Nosey rat..' Captain Hook muttered under his breath before noticing what bottle was missing from the table. 'Mr Smee..' He sounded in his strictest tone, the effect was even creepier due to his snobbish British accent.

'Uh, yes captain..' His stout first mate sounded nervously.

'Where's my rum gone?' Captain Hook glared at the cowering tubby pirate beside him.

'Uhh…'

…'I'm guessing that whatever they have planned, they don't want us to know about it.' Aladdin added with a wide smirk on his boyish face at Hercules as the demi-god straightened, once he was sure he wasn't getting more bottles flung at him first.

'Yeh, I gathered that part..' Hercules sounded dryly before reverting to his usual happy self. '-but why do they keep going off and returning in pairs, what are they up to?'

'I dunno..' Aladdin sounded with dark agreement. '-and I don't like it.' The Arabian thief then glanced around before a smirk curved his face. 'Fortunately we're not the only one's who've noticed.'

'Huh?' Hercules blinked before his blue eyes travelled around the room and he too began to notice that other heroic males were also keeping a watchful eye on the villains. Eric, Phillip, Phoebus and Charming were all glancing at the villains while their girls were more interested in the screen. 'Oh..' Hercules made a noise of satisfaction, pleased that his hero training programme seemed to be paying off, he was clearly getting a sixth sense for trouble. 'So, what now?' he added keenly.

'Now, I think we'll call a Hero's Conference..' Aladdin added cheerfully.

'Really?' Hercules sounded ecstatically before flushing at his own excitement. 'So do you think I'm ready to attend..'

'Hercules, you are more than ready for this..' Aladdin immediately turned to his large blue companion and whispered something in his ear. Genie instantly snapped his head around and winked..

'Hey no problem Al..' He sounded before snapping his fingers and all the candles on the tables of the heroes began to flicker in a kind of Morse Code. The heroic males instantly smiled knowingly as their female partners blinked confused before the candles flickered back to normal, instantly the men excused themselves from their women, with a peck to the cheek before heading towards free table near the front of the audience, a place where no self-respecting villain would ever tread.

'Hey, where are you going?' Jasmine sounded as Aladdin and Hercules got to their feet to head towards the group.

'Hero Conference..' Aladdin said simply.

'Oh, alright then.' Jasmine replied, knowing that he would never tell her anymore than this so there was no point asking. 'Take care..' She added lightly.

'Always do..' Aladdin smiled.

'I was talking to Hercules..' Jasmine added with a smirk.

'Oh.' Hercules flushed again. 'I'll be ok Jasmine, it takes a lot to knock me down..'

'Better to be safe than sorry.' The Arabian princess added.

'He'll be fine Jaz. He's with me, what could happen?' Aladdin added with a smirk, to which Jasmine cocked a brow and pursed her lips, hiding her amusement as the two of them vanished off to their Hero Conference…

'A Hero Conference?' Hyllos sounded with vague interest, keeping his voice low so Sinbad's future mother, who was still seated in front of them couldn't here.

'Y'know, one of those stupid meetings our dads go to when they think the villains are up to something underhanded..' The Arabian prince/thief responded dully, he always switched off when his father went on about them.

'I know what it is..' Hyllos responded with slight scorn before his face softened and his violet eyes shined brightly with excitement. '-and we know what the villains are up to.'

'So..' Sinbad drawled unconcerned, his eyes narrowing at the stage while three eight year old Heuy, Louie, and Dewy were entertaining the crowd… it was odd to think that in the future their nineteen year old counterparts were doing the exact same thing at Battle of the Bands.

'So, we'll just go over there and-'

'-and use it to extort them for money!' Sinbad sounded in a hushed glee. 'I like it..' He smirked widely at his best friend.

'Nohh..!' Hyllos scowled struggling to keep his voice low but his tone still caused the fluffy forest animals in front to twitch their ears slightly. Hyllos winced before returning his attention to his friend.

'We just tell them what they're up to..'

'No extortion?' Sinbad asked kinking a brow.

'No extortion.' Hyllos repeated as his violet eyes burned adamantly.

'But that's not fun…' Sinbad sighed in a low, sulky tone.

'It's the right thing to do.' Hyllos responded firmly with a firm look worthy of his own mother. Sinbad only looked at him for a long moment before sighing heavily and relenting.

'Alright, fine. We'll tell them but if Thanatos gets fired up because of this, your taking the blame 'kay..' The Arabian boy sounded as both boys got to their feet and stealthily moved towards the heroes…

Thanatos groaned heavily and rubbed his temples trying to think of how to fix this ungodly cosmic mess. Right now he was mentally cursing the three Fates for springing this on him without warning… he hated it when they did that. This was probably some kind of test to see how he could handle a cosmic catastrophe and he was probably failing miserably. Right now he was perched on the top most point of the massive House of Mouse building, he golden eyes roaming the city of ToonTown which was glowing with lights below. His golden quiff of flames flickered as his boyishly handsome face was brooding as he considered his next move. He couldn't turn to any of the gods because the Fates would no doubt have warned them to stay out of this, he couldn't turn to the Fates themselves because they would no doubt wash their hands of this situation and he could not turn to his parents for the simple fact that they did not know who he was in this time.. It was this last fact that hit him hardest, he'd always had his parents to back him up before. Especially his father, he'd always bailed him out of serious trouble.

Thanatos sighed heavily, feeling a pit in his stomach as he thought of Hades. He wished he could confide in him right now but unfortunately the blue-flamed god down below was not his father. The Lord of the Dead in this time may be his future biological parent but this god was twisted and bitter while plotting evil with villainous cronies. His father had always told him that it was the crushing defeat of his greatest scheme to overthrow Olympus, the spiral of despair it sent him into and the kindness Persephone showed him during that time which turned him into the god his son knew today. Without experiencing these things Hades would not be the father to Thanatos he was fated to be..

…This didn't stop the God of Death-in-training pining for some fatherly advice…

He didn't know how long he'd been moping around the top of the House of Mouse for but suddenly the faint sound of African Hoodoo drums hit his pointed ears causing the godling to perk up. He recognised them instantly as the sound Petra Loa made when they were getting ready to devour a soul. His golden eyes were instantly drawn to a seedy-looking alleyway. The realisation of what the Petra Loa were getting ready to do roused Thanatos out of his funk and the godling smirked in the direction of the noise. He had not seen the Hoodoo masks since he had first arrived in this time but they'd always let him slice the life-line of the soul they were planning to consume…

…To this day Thanatos was never sure how exactly they'd first met, the Loa had just sort of appeared to him shortly after he was made God of Death and said they'd been waiting for the day he'd officially been made a god. When a confused ten year old Thanatos had asked what they were talking about the Loa merely flashed mysterious grins and said he'd find out when the time was right… Ever since then Thanatos and the Petra Loa masks had gone into business trading souls…

…Deciding that watching the Petra Loa hunt down and devour a pathetic human soul would probably take his mind off of his troubles for now the golden-flamed god vanished out into a golden tower of flames..

As the drums sounded the tall black man dressed in a high top-hat, purple waistcoat, black jacket and matching trousers ran down the alleyway at top speed. The sound of the drums following him as sinister leering shadows swooped and circled him. The sound of shrill laughter hit the man's oddly shaped ears and his violet eyes widened in horror. He then picked up speed and the shadows followed in hot pursuit along with some evil-looking voodoo dolls carrying drums and sharp-tipped needles.

As he turned a corner he found himself reaching a dead end he panicked. However before the tall slender man could even think of what to do next the brick wall he was stood looking at lit up with a bright green light and instantly three large Hoodoo masks appeared leering evilly. Their six eyes fixed on him and he yelled out terrified, dropping to his knees. Behind him the shadows swarmed the only exit, trapping him in front of the masks as the evil voodoo dolls banged their drums harder and faster.

The middle mask opened it's mouth wide, revealing huge teeth and a gaping green vortex maw..

The man's terrified eyes widened as his pupils dilated at this.

'No… stop… I'll do anything…. anything!'

The mask made to ignore this plea… once the Petra Loa had selected their victim nothing would sway them.

'STOP!-!' A new voice declared and instantly all three masks eyes widened, the middle Head Loa closed it's mouth as it's eyes looked for the speaker who dared disrupted their ritual soul-consumption. The shadows too blinked and moved admittedly while the voodoo dolls instantly stopped drumming, leaving the alleyway in an eerie silence.

The black man who was cowering fearfully on the floor froze as the silence filled the alleyway. For a moment he only sat there unsure why they had stopped drumming but when a swoop of darkness whipped in front of him he raised his head to look at his would-be saviour. However, when his violet eyes caught sight of the one who'd spared him he gawped in horror. Standing directly in front of him was a pale snow-white-skinned boy of thirteen with sharp golden eyes and a fiery quiff of flames. His robes were of the blackest night and seemed to swirl around him as his flames flickered brutally.

The three masks of the Petra Loa glared through their glowing eyes then spoke as one:

'Who are you to disturb our ritual..' Though they spoke in their native Africanise tongue the godling understood them perfectly. One of the perks of being a deity was that you understood whatever language was being spoken to you.

'I'm Thanatos, Greek God of Death..' This caused the three masks to raise their eyebrows. 'Perhaps we can come to some arrangement..' The masks' six eyes narrowed towards this boyish Grim Reaper with intrigue as they studied his face.

'You wish to save this miserable miser?'Loa masks asked as one and immediately there was angry hissing from the shadows and voodoo dolls. This was instantly quelled when the head mask glared towards it's minions.

At this point Thanatos glanced back at the man behind him then gave a start as he recognised him. He knew this man as the Shadow Man… Faciler! His look of recognition melted away almost as instantly as it had come and his head snapped back towards the Petra Loa.

'No. You can by all means kill the schmuck..' Thanatos replied coldly.

Faciler gasped out in horror at these words but neither the African deities nor the Greek God paid attention to him.

'-however, perhaps you could use him to your advantage first.' Thanatos continued as if the Shadow man had done nothing. The three masks exchanged looks with each other then turned their eyes back to Thanatos.

'Use him… how?'The masks asked, their eyes widening in surprise then narrowing with interest.

'He could lure you more souls..' Thanatos replied and immediately the six eyes of the Loa flashed with greed, clearly this idea of a constant supply of souls struck a cord with them. 'Create a magical contract with him-' Thanatos moved around Faciler who was still knelt on the ground staring at these to deities discussing him like a business arrangement. '-and if he fails to follow it.' Thanatos made a slicing action across his neck and this made the Petra Loa grin evilly.

Faciler's eyes widened at this and behind him the voodoo dolls and shadows leered ominously and high-pitched laughter followed.

'After all..' Thanatos leered evilly now. '-he did say he'd do anything..'

Little Notes:

Hey peeps, I know it's taken a little while for this update… My muse is so lazy at the moment and I've been in the Christmas spirit is upon me and the snow has been falling thick and fast, at least until today when it rained!-!

Anyway, don't have much to say on this chap other than this may be the last update of this story for this year!

See you in the New Year peepz!

~Ditzy X