Bumblebee and Smartmouth sat outside... waiting for them to return
" I can't believe this! I have traveled through the past TWICE now... We need to get back home.. now. " Bumblebee groaned.
" I'm kind of new to this own memory thing, but I don't quite remember how you got so..." smartmouth added.
" What? Upset? Angry? Timid? Wouldn't you be when you realize your home, your only moment of salvation, is not only half a world away but also doesn't exist just yet? " Bumblebee interrupted.
Suddenly, a strangely dressed Nightwing walked up to the two Dragons.
" Chameleon... The last animus. " Bumblebee said.
" How do you already know me? Wait... you come from the future... I must ask you, does the mountain open soon? " Chameleon asked.
" It will take a few days from now, but eventually it will open. " Smartmouth responded.
" And how does it open? " He asked.
" With your animus scroll. The one you stole. The one Peril burns to open Darkstalker. " Bumblebee said, inching closer to Chameleon.
" My scroll? What does it have to do with Darkstalker? "
" Bumblebee... we have a problem... Darkstalker knows we're here. " Smartmouth said.
" And why is that a problem? "
Suddenly, another Darkstalker appeared behind Chameleon.
" How's it going? I have never rescued myself before. This is going to be great! " Darkstalker said with a smile.
" How... " Chameleon said, shivering in fear.
" If I remember right, and with what Brainstorm said... " He stared down for a minute then looked back up. " ... You stole my animus scroll, and Peril destroyed it, ending all animus. Let's change that, shall we? " Darkstalker grabbed Chameleon and another, much younger Darkstalker appeared behind him.
" I hope this works. " Said the younger Darkstalker
Then ANOTHER Darkstalker, who looked only slightly older than the other Darkstalker.
" Well... we did travel to this future. We were so close!"
" But now we'll make sure we do as what we asked for. "
" We will rule again! " The Darkstalkers said together. The tiniest Darkstalker took the scroll and looked it over with the medium Darkstalker. The medium Darkstalker nodded his head, and the future Darkstalker put Chameleon down.
" Alright, so, we know the plan. Let's do this! "
The Darkstalkers left with the scroll and went for the entrance. Smartmouth and Bumblebee helped Chameleon.
" What did I get myself into? "
Chameleon flew off, away from the two.
" How do we warn them, and still keep the timeline intact? " Bumblebee asked.
" We can't... we need a bracelet. And perhaps an army similar to Darkstalkers. He will soon have an army more powerful than the Nightwings themselves. " Smartmouth ordered
" And where do you suppose we get one? " Bumblebee asked.
" You'll see. " Smartmouth said, Taking off.
Bumblebee followed, unsure of the destination.