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    While the t-rex's "suspicion" may have been based on movement, scientists believe his sense of smell was excellent -- Grant and the kids, therefore, would have been lunch. (From: velocirapteryx)
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    SITE WARS: Episode III - Last of the Admins
    By Vader




    Episode III
    LAST OF THE ADMINS

    The internet has become a dangerous place. The treacherous and power-craving Flooders have conquered many web sites with their vast army of an unknown source. Because of the great threat and the huge loss of administrator knights, Dan has begun to accept and train new Admins as warriors for protection of the peace.

    Meanwhile, the Admins Vader and Raptor-Rex have left Dan's JP3 Page with General JohnArnold and the new Admin, Tango, to rescue their friend Beno-Yo and his beloved Becka Lynn from the notorious Vini the Pirate.

    Little do they know that they will soon face their worst fears and discover the secret of the Flooders' army and victories . . .


    A figure in dark black robes stood in the shadows of his balcony. He looked below at the huge landing bay of his warship where massive troops were assembled, all part of an even larger army. The shadow figures face was completely hidden as he gave a wicked smile. To the side of him, two other figures in black robes approached, but they wore no hood, revealing their faces completely. "My Lord," one of them began, "We have come to inform you that we've constructed five thousand new clones in addition to our army."
    "Excellent, tRaptor," the shadow figure replied in a dark tone. "Everything is going according to plan. The clone Flooders allowed us to defeat Dan at Jack's Movie Page, and to defeat Tango at Jurassic Park: The Toys! Now it is time for phase two of my plan. We will point our most powerful army at the heart of the Internet."
    "Dan's Jp3 Page," the one next to tRaptor finished for his master.
    "Yes, Snirtex," the figure cackled turned to face them. "You and tRaptor have played your parts well to pretend to be two feuding groups. We've fooled Dan and weakened him in the process. Now, finally, there shall be a shift of power. Very soon, my apprentices, I will rule the internet."

    A prisoner sat sulking in his prison chamber, pretending to be asleep. The huge guard finished his patrol of the ship's jailing area and walked back upwards to check on the deck in order to attend to his boss. The prisoner's eyes blinked open to make sure the coast was clear. He quickly sat up and pulled out a radio from his pocket, which he had stolen from one of the guards on another shift. He turned it on in a flury, having waited for a very long time for this moment. "Dan, do you copy?" he asked tensely.
    "In a few moments, there was static and then a reply. "Beno, it's good to hear from you again. Help is on the way and should be there very soon," Dan's voice sounded.
    "That's good," Beno smiled. "I've been in here for a year and haven't been permitted to see Becka once. I miss her . . . as well as I miss you."
    "You'll be out soon. We've searched for you, prepared, and now the time has come."
    "And most of all, I hope my baby has survived."
    "Yes. The other Admins will be excited to see it. You never even told them Becka was pregnant."
    "They were mad enough that I was going away to be alone with her."
    "I can't wait to see you again, Beno. It's been far too long."
    "I feel the same," Beno smiled. Dan had always been such a father figure for as long as he could remember. If he harkened his thoughts far into past to search for distant memories, he always remembered Dan being there, training him, bringing him up. And knowing that led Beno to frown, for a question that had been nagging at the back of his brain had to be answered, and he felt that only the man he was now contacting could give him the truth. "Look . . . I've been waiting for the right moment to ask you about this and it seems now is as good a time as any. Dan, I was confronted by who I believe to be is the Leader of the Flooders at Tango's. I don't know his identity. And . . . he told me something I could hardly believe." At that point, he could here Dan sigh from the other end of the line.
    "What was it?" Dan asked.
    "He said that I was a Flooder. That I had been stolen from him along time ago and that he wanted me back. Do you know what he's talking about?"
    Dan was reluctant. "Yes . . . I do."
    "Is it true?"
    "Yes, Beno it is. The Flooders first originated on Dan's JP3 Page several years ago. They were a small group that spammed the message boards. You were stolen from your parents and were to be brought up as one of them. And after the Flooders ed your mother and father, I decided to rescue you from them as they were teaching you to become one of their own. After I banned them from my page forever, then they spread to other sites - like InGenNet - to spread their influence. Then I knew we needed a force to keep the peace. I decided to train you as one of the first Admins." Beno was shocked, more shocked than he had been when the shadow figure had first revealed this to him, for now, he knew it was truth.
    "Then it is true," Beno said, dazed. "My whole life as an Admin was a hand out. I never even earned it."
    "No, Beno, don't take it that way, please," Dan said warmly.
    "How can I take it any other way?"
    "You're parents would have wanted you to become and Admin. They would have made you train and work hard for it so I would accept you as a protege. But they weren't alive. You couldn't prepare for the position. So I decided to prepare you for the position of Admin myself."
    Beno sighed, as he thought of something else. "Who was the Flooder originator?"
    "I've never known. All I know was that Snirtex was one of the first Flooders, but he certainly didn't originate them."
    "I can't believe this . . . my whole past seems so unreal."
    "I know its hard, Beno, but-"
    "No, I can't talk anymore now. I need to think. Goodnight, Dan." He turned of the radio before Dan could fit in another sentence. Hey lay back in bed, thinking of his past, present, and future, unsure of any of them. He couldn't help but to start becoming depressed.

    An Admin mini-chopper zoomed down from out of the sky towards the single old-fashioned ship in the middle of the blue sea. It stopped several meters from the boat and was brought down into the middle of the water, so as not to be seen. It stopped in the middle of the water and floated with the use of a device on the bottom. The hatch opened and a person in Admin robes stepped out, looking around to make sure nobody had seen them and then climbed out to the top. Another Admin followed followed, along with the pilot of the craft. The first Admin opened the back compartment of the vehicle and pulled out a raft.
    "Help me out here, guys," the Admin requested. Together, the trio pulled the raft into the water.
    "JohnArnold, you lowered the anchor, right?" the second Admin asked the pilot.
    "Sure thing, Vader," John replied. With a thumbs up. Nodding, Vader and his companion climbed into the raft. He flipped on the motor and they went speeding towards the large boat ahead of them, leaving their mini-chopper and JohnArnold behind. "Good luck!" John called out as they left.
    The duo in the raft sped up to the side of the ship and stopped the motor quickly. Vader tied it to the side and they went climbing up the steps to set foot on deck. When they reached the top, two guards came storming over, ready for action. "Hey, who are you?! What are you doing here?" one of the bulky, burly guards interrogated, pointing his spear straight forward.
    "I am Raptor-Rex and this is Vader," Raptor-Rex spoke up, gesturing to the Admin beside him. "We request a brief meeting with Vini. Afterwards, we will be on our way."
    "Your request is refused, Admins," the second guard stated abruptly, almost cutting off the end of Raptor-Rex's sentance. "If you're too weak to beat the Flooders, Admins, nobody wants anything to do with you." At that, Vader and Raptor-Rex leaped up, kicking the guards in the face. They pushed them down on the deck and grabbed their s, throwing the weapons overboard. They stood up and stuck their feet up to their throats, ready to choke if necessary.
    "Now will you let us pass?" Vader asked as if no fight had ever taken place.
    "Ok, ok!" the guards yelled. "Just get off!" The two Admins eased back and the guards led them towards the stairs on the other side of the deck that went into the bowels of the ship, unwilling to even hesitate further for a second.
    The second guard leaned over and whispered to his partner, "I've never seen an Admin do that before."
    "Yeah, they must be training them different these days," his companion replied. The guards took them down the stairs and into a long, dark hallway. Rats and bugs scurried as they continued downward. Finally, band music was heard playing. They rounded a corner and entered a huge room dimly lit. In the corner was the band and the dancers. It was none other than Becka Lynn, dressed in a skimpy, slave , dancing around, sweating from the extreme heat. In the center of the room was the grotesque Vini the Pirate, on his throne, bouncing in his chair to the music. His servants stood around him as well as a huge table of food. Head hunters and their harem stood in the corners of the room and several of Vini's pets stood in the other corner. His guests conversed, laughing and drinking.
    The two Admins came forward to Vini. When he saw them, a mixed look or horror, amusement, and surprise came across his face. He snapped his fingers and the music stopped. Becka ran back to return to his side as he made her lay in front of him. Vader and Raptor-Rex couldn't help but stare at the way she was being treated and looked. She was still as beautiful as ever, but was amidst all this dirtiness and scum. They couldn't imagine spending a year here. "I thought the Flooders ed you two for sure," Vini bellowed, the fat hanging from his chin rippling as he spoke.
    "Let's just say we have a habit of getting out of tough situations," Raptor-Rex shot as everyone looked on.
    "What are you doing here?" Vini asked.
    "We've come for our friends of course," Vader stepped forward. "We are willing to make you an off-"
    "Save it. Beno deserves to be in solitary confinement for the rest of his life and Becka will always be my prized slave. There is nothing you can say that will make me give them back to you."
    "What about the baby? This is no place for a young child, I think you know that," Raptor- Rex offered.
    "It's none of your business what I do with the baby. Now that you've come her though, why don't you stay?" Vini chuckled. From behind, several of the headhunters and guards in the room moved forward to surround him, vastly outnumbering the two Admins. All Vini did was give a snicker.

    JohnArnold waited inside the Admin mini-chopper as it swayed back and forth over the ocean current. He couldn't help but worry about Vader and Raptor-Rex. They had been gone all day and it was now night time. Of course, they had told him exactly what to do if for some reason they were captured. He knew the behavior of the pirates, for he had brushed up on it in the Admin library. He also know that Dan had trained all Admins - old and new - in different skills to make them highly-advanced warriors, because of the threat of the Flooders. So why should he be worried? He eased back and tried to sleep, doing his best to set worry aside.

    Becka-Lynn cradled her baby, feeling cold because of her surprisingly small costume. The baby was quiet, and all that were heard were crickets. She looked at it lovingly. What the Admins had said earlier when they had appeared before Vini stuck in her mind: "This is no place for a baby." She knew it was true, and she wanted her son to be completely safe. Slowly, she turned to look out from the corner she sat in.
    She got up and walked over in front of Vini, who was finishing up desert. "Excuse me," she asked, doing her best not to make the pirate angry, "But what do you intend to do with me and Beno?"
    "Why are you worried?" Vini asked as if she was simply an object he used for his own .
    "You expect me to be calm? I'm in this place with my son as my beloved is in prison!" she tearfully returned.
    "What do you want, Becka?" and uncompassionate Vini exhaled.
    "I want you to let my son go. You can keep me and Beno, but let Vader and Raptor-Rex take my Rivvir out of here."
    "I to break it to you but you Admin friends are not going anywhere either. They are staying here as my prisoners."
    "How long?"
    "Forever! Now I've had enough questions. Go have the guards cover up that six-pack stomach of yours," Vini snickered as he stared as Becka's very attractive figure. Becka ignored his comment and returned to her corner with her baby, Rivvir.

    Beno-Yo sat sulking in his cell. He was still thinking of the verification of his past that Dan had gave him. He didn't feel like talking to Dan tonight, even though he saw the guard now leaving the prison on his next shift once again. At that moment, a noise came from the corner - a repetitive tapping noise. And he recognized it immediately as the Admin secret code for when they were in distress. He hadn't been practicing the code for a while now, but he still remembered how to understand and use it. He picked up his spoon for food and tapped a return, [Who's there?]
    [It's the admins to save you,] came the tapping reply.
    [You're in jail. How?]
    [No time now. We must escape.]
    [It's impossible.]
    [No. We can do it. Another is here in secret.]
    [When do we leave?]
    [As soon as he gets our message. For now, rest.]
    Beno didn't have any idea how this was going to proceed, but he tried to relax.

    Vini's guard walked through the kitchen. He had just finished collecting the food plates from the prisoner chambers. He sat one down on the desk and opened up the loaf of bread that was on it. Inside was a note. It read: "BREAK NOW".
    The guard urgently rushed out.

    There was another tapping sound that penetrated the silence and Beno popped back up from lying on his bed inside his cell. He leaned against the door to his cell, using his spoon once more for tapping. [What?] he made a reply.
    [Stand back.] came the return. Suddenly, the control panel outside Beno's chamber blew into an array of sparks and his door shot open. He got up and exited quickly. On the other end of the hallway he saw one of Vini's guards with a rifle, a silencer attached to it on the end. The guard blasted open two other cages and two figures in dark brown walked out.
    "Vader! Raptor-Rex!" Beno recognized them, opening his arms wide.
    "Beno, it's great to see you!" Raptor-Rex smiled. The Admins hugged each other. They had been best of friends for the longest time, and hadn't seen each other in a full year.
    "And who's the guard?" Beno asked, gesturing to the man with the rifle.
    "Pull down your helmet," Vader instructed the guard. At that, the guard did so to reveal himself as a familiar face to Beno, who smiled and gave him a hug as well.
    "So Dan trained you as an admin, huh Tango?" Beno asked.
    "Sure thing," Tango replied, "I'm doing anything and everything I can to help stop the Flooders."
    "It's really good to see all you guys again," Beno over-joyously expressed. "Would you mind telling me your plan as to how we get out of here?"
    "First, we go and pick up Becka and your baby," Raptor-Rex told him.
    "How did you know about my son?"
    "Dan told us."
    "Just like he told us you were quitting the Admin force a year ago," Vader added. Beno rolled his eyes and smiled. "I know we acted very distant and angry at you when you left. But we're still proud of you Beno, wether you're an admin or not." Beno smiled at Vader and Raptor- Rex's apparent stronger maturity.
    "Thanks for understanding," Beno grinned. "How are you planning to get off this ship, though?"
    "JohnArnold is in a mini-copter, waiting for us outside."
    "Good. Let's go." At that, Tango tossed everyone pirate swords from the pouch on his belt. Everyone was un-expectantly glaring at the weapons.
    "Sorry I couldn't find any spare s," Tango apologized. "But you can still use those if we get resistance."
    "'If we get any resistence?' I think ‘when' is a more appropriate word," Raptor- Rex remarked. Together, the four headed up the stairs. After a long ascent, they came to the same dimly lit hallway they'd been in before and readied their weapons.
    Vini watched with glee as Becka was forced to work with metallic weights, holding a chain that was attached to her neck. It was obvious Becka could barely do anything with the huge amount of wait but was forced to do so. "Don't slack of now. I like my dancers to always look their best," Vini licked his lips just as Becka slipped onto he back, unable to hold the weight any longer. Suddenly, bullet sounds rang out and the chain Vini held split in half. Becka looked up from her grueling workout and was never more happy in her life.

    Beno grabbed Becka and held her as Vader threw his sword across the room at Vini. The pirate's guard intercepted the twirling weapon and shot out at them. The Admins all ducked, except for Tango, turned the shots. More guards came in from the corridors on the side of the room and open fired. The Admins all started to turn and leave.
    "Wait!" Becka halted them. She rushed over and grabbed her baby, Rivvir, and ran out as Tango protected her, meeting up with the others in the hallway that led upwards.
    "This is an outrage!" Vini boomed. "Destroy that rouge guard!" he indicated Tango in disguise. All the headhunters and guards went running after their fleeing prey. Vini got up from his food and took out his own and went chasing after as well.
    Beno-Yo, Becka, Raptor-Rex, Vader, and Tango all ran out on top of the deck where several other pirates were waiting with swords. Vader and Raptor-Rex lunged forward together, while Beno and Tango stayed back to protect Becka and the baby. The Admin duo used the new techniques Dan taught them in an impressive array of stunts. Raptor-Rex knocked one pirate down, slashed his back, and kicked him away, slashing his sword backwards to cover his own back just as another pirate came after him from behind. Vader flipped up into the air and came down on the shoulders of one of the pirates. He slugged him on the head with the bottom of his sword and jumped back down, rolling across the deck to slash away all the swords that came down on him.
    From the other end of the deck, shots rang out. They turned to look to see Vini pointing the strait at Vader's head. Raptor-Rex leaped out and shoved another pirate in front of the bullet. After the intercepting pirate had been hit, Vader threw the man at Vini, sending both of them crashing to the floor. At that, several more pirates, guards, and headhunters rocked up from the below chambers. All of the crew on deck formed a circle around the Admins and Beno and Becka. Together, they pushed them all towards the side of the deck, where there was a plank that stretched over the water.
    Raptor-Rex was the first to be pushed out on the plank by the guards. Vini slashed open the belly of the man that had been forced into bullet fire by Raptor-Rex before and took out some of his guts. He threw them overboard and the water around them turned a sickening red. At that, a giant, blue creature popped out, drawn by the smell of blood - a mosasaur. "Go ahead, admin!" Vini's guards from behind yelled as they used their multiple swords to push Raptor-Rex closer to the edge.
    Suddenly, JohnArnold's mini-chopper came zooming over the mosasaur, searing a deep gash in the back of the creature with it's motor. The beast screamed and went underwater in pain, leaving a trail of red behind. Raptor-Rex jumped over and landed on top of the vehicle as commotion and bullet fire was heard erupting up on deck. JohnArnold opened the hatch and peered out. "Need a ride?" he smirked.
    "More than you think. Hold on," Raptor-Rex replied. The Admin craned his neck up towards the deck. "Jump!" he yelled to others as he pulled himself inside the vehicle. At that, Vader, Tango, Beno, and Becka all threw themselves over to land on the mini-chopper. Raptor- Rex quickly jumped over and slashed open one of the nearest canon ports on the side of the ship and turned the cannon inside around to face the interior of the ship. He quickly lit it and then jumped back out with his friends.
    All of them stuffed themselves inside the mini-chopper and JohnArnold picked up off the water, flying away. As they did, the cannon ball flew inside the ship, blowing up all of it. The center of the massive boat exploded and the entire craft full of villainy began to sink. Vini's reign of piracy was over.

    JohnArnold drove the mini-chopper across the skies, heading home. Becka Lynn cradled Rivvir in the back and Beno sat beside her, his arm around her shoulders. They were putting out immense joy to see each other again, that was for sure. And none of the Admins couldn't blame them. They could only imagine what it felt like to not someone that you loved more than anyone or anything in such a long time.
    Meanwhile, Vader and Raptor-Rex were using the craft's medical supplies to fix up Tango's wound that he had gotten on deck, during the battle, as they were leaving the ship. "You ok, Tango?" Beno inquired, concerned.
    "Yes, I'm fine," Tango assured him, "It's only the arm."
    "I must say I would have never expected to see you as an Admin. I've always veiwed you as a man very devoted to your work that you'd done at your site."
    "Well after the Battle of Jack's Movie Page, most of the Admins were lost in . When we got back to Dan's JP3 Page after Vini captured you, Dan decided he would train several new Admins in a different way than before, to be more ready for the stronger threat. He's thought us all sorts of fighting and strategy techniques to defend against the Flooders. He taught the Admins that he'd had before, like Vader and Raptor-Rex, the same way."
    "Yeah, I was wondering how Vader and Raptor-Rex mastered those swords so well."
    "Dan could teach you-" Vader began to offer.
    "No," Beno declined. "I'm not an admin anymore remember? I retired. After this, I intend to live with Becka and raise our son just like we were going to a year ago." Vader and Raptor- Rex glanced at each other, doing their best to respect their life-long friend's opinion.
    "Suit yourself. But you'll be missed . . ." Raptor-Rex told him.

    JohnArnold's chopper zoomed into view of Dan's Page. Immediately after entering the vicinity of the site, they saw several warships in a blockade around the planet. None of them had any idea what this was all about and were beginning to become worried. "What is this about?" JohnArnold mumbled to himself.
    "I don't know. I've never seen those kind of ships before . . ." Raptor-Rex trailed off. Suddenly, the air became tense as everyone realized what was going on. In urgency, JohnArnold ed up the speed and went zooming down to the capitol in the center of the website. The craft dodged many bullets spraying upwards from the warships surrounding the page. He quickly brought his craft down on the capitol's lading pad before they could be blown to smithereens.
    Once they'd hit ground, the Admins opened the hatch and all of them rushed out. After rushing out, they were met with the most shocking image they'd ever seen in their lives - the entire city was in flames. The remains of the buildings were charred black and skeletons lay everywhere - those of men, women, and children. An incredibly mass of hard word and pure life had been lost in the devastating attack. All of the Admins' faces were grave they bowed their heads in grief. "I the Flooders more than anything," Beno scowled. "How dare they even attack here, the center of the internet."
    Vader pointed upward, to where Dan's huge palace was located up on the mountain. All of the Flooder troops had moved up there. They just stood and stared. They wanted to go in there and them all but they themselves would be ed in the process for sure. Just then, there was a beeping noise from the mini-chopper behind them. It took a minute for them register that the noise was even alerting them, for their minds were so focused on this tragedy.
    JohnArnold walked back over and pressed some buttons on the controls. On a small monitor on the control board, Dan's face came into view with a green light shining on his face. "All of you! Come here, now!" JohnArnold exclaimed. The others turned and ran back to the vehicle just as Dan began to talk.
    "Hello, Vader, Raptor-Rex, Tango, John," Dan's message began, "I wish with all my heart you have rescued Beno, Becka, and their son. Pay attention with all seriousness to what I now say: Do not return to Dan's JP3 Page and if you are already there, leave immediately. The Flooders have come in with an army double the size of the one they had at Jack's Movie Page and have gone on a rampage. Go directly to the site at the calculations that will appear on the screen after this message is over. The last of the Admins are waiting for you at that site. Once there, you will be protected by the Power of the Password." The message ended abruptly and everyone was in a daze. It was all so hard to take in, all that had happened. Vader finally broke the silence.
    "I wonder what he meant by Power of the Password," he said woodenly.
    "So do I. But we will be protected if we go there, he made that clear," Raptor-Rex said.
    "I'm sure that Dan is there waiting for us as well," Tango chimed in.
    "Beno, you're welcome to come along with us, with Becka and the baby," JohnArnold turned to his friend. "You may stay there as long as you like."
    "Thank you, very much," Becka appreciatively said. "I'm not exactly sure where else we could go now." Just then, there was aloud noise from behind - the sound of a machine . They turned to see a Flooder Commando leading his troops across the ruins towards them.
    "Kill them!" the commando shouted. The Admins all quickly jumped into the mini- chopper as JohnArnold wiped out his only . Taking cover behind their vehicle, he fired upon the posts that held up a bridge that the Flooders were running under. Hit by John's powerful bullets, the whole thing ed and crumbled, crushing all those under it.
    JohnArnold quickly revved up their engine and took off. He looked down at the control screen and saw the coordinates for the site Dan had referred to in his message. The mini-chopper sped away from Dan's JP3 Page, it's passengers not sure at all if they would ever see their beloved site again.

    The figure in dark robes and a hood, the shadow figure, sat on Dan's throne in his palace. tRaptor came up and approached him, Snirtex at his side. They bowed in sync and the shadow figure motioned for them to rise. "Did you collect the data from Dan's message to the Admins?" the figure asked.
    "Yes, Master," Snirtex informed him. "We have the coordinates for a un-named site that Dan has set up for the remaining Admins to hide on. Apparently there is some sort of special force field surrounding the site, so that nothing can get through."
    "I see," the figure replied as if that detail did not even matter. "We shall go to the Unnamed Site and break attack. We should be able to penetrate or shut down the force field once there. The Admins will soon be extinct and there shall never be a threat to my ultimate power ever again."
    "Yes, Master," tRaptor smiled. "We will ready the fleet."

    The Leader of the Flooders, in his signature black robes that made him have the appearance of a shadow figure, sat on his throne, located at the very top of his personal aircraft, looking out from his balcony at Dan's JP3 Page far below. He had left tRaptor on the surface of the site along several troops of Flooder clones in order to protect the place. They were going to make Dan's JP3 Page their own. They would rule the internet from its very center - the site that he now gazed down upon. for power and greed filled him as he thought of the final task that lie ahead - destroying the Admins.
    At that, he leaned over and pressed a button on his armrest. "Snirtex, is the clone device secure on the ship?" he inquired.
    "Yes, master," the reply came, "We are ready to go."
    "Set course for the Unnamed Site." After this command, Snirtex obeyed using the coordinates from the message they had intercepted from Dan. In a few moments, the Flooder fleet, with the Leader's ship in the lead, turned and sped away.

    JohnArnold sped across the sky as the site Dan had directed them to appeared on the ocean below. He did a quick re-check of the coordinates and then pointed to their destination. "That's it. Look's brand new too. Doesn't seem like an old abandoned place at all," JohnArnold said, remembering the experience on the horrible TLW Page they'd visited a long time ago, glad they wouldn't be forced to move there.
    "Yes, it looks safe, alright," Raptor-Rex agreed. JohnArnold brought the mini-chopper down, closer to the surface and a saw a runway starting at the edge of the beach. He pushed the controls forward and the vehicle came down and landed. It rolled along, picking up dirt behind it, finally coming to a stop and the hatch opened.
    They all walked outside to see that the site was very lush, extremely tall trees extending into the sky. Before they had the chance to soak everything in, there was a shake from the ferns in front of them. JohnArnold whipped out his , aiming. His suspicions of a threat proved true as a raptor leapt out and he fired . . . and missed. The dinosaur bounded towards them when suddenly, the animal stopped in its tracks and rolled around on the ground in pain. A figure came from the bushes and kicked it away. It was Evilgrinch, holding a hefty tazer.
    "I'm glad you guys could make it," Evilgrinch said seriously.
    "Good to see you're safe. How many Admins made it?" a concerned Beno replied.
    "About twenty. I good number, I say. Could've been much less, considering the circumstances."
    "Where is Dan?" Vader finally brought up the question all of them were wondering. Evilgrinch paused for a long time, bowing his head.
    "He didn't make it," the Admin finally spoke. "After he gave us the instructions that he gave you, the Flooders came in and executed him in his palace."
    "What the hell?! That's impossible!" Raptor_Rex cried, refusing to believe it.
    "You mean incomprehensible. Four years ago, when the Flooders were first were feuding, some from Dan's and some from InGenNet, this could never have happened, Dan never could have been defeated. But they have made their army vastly large, from out of nowhere."
    "How could this be happening?! This can't be happening!" Tango cried out dropping to the ground. The single man, the source them emboldened the entire Admin forces, was gone. He was just gone. It was like some crazy nightmare!
    "But it is true," Beno said woodenly as a tear crept forth from his eyelid. "And I'm sorry about it. Dan never deserved it . . . I the Flooders. I them so badly, I just was to them all!" Beno furiously yelled. The others were taken aback by the rage, but decided to not say anything.
    "They are despicable, I know," Vader acknowledged, "But we can't let get in the way of how we are going to get past this incident. Dan will be sorely missed. Still, we need to concentrate on how to keep safe until we can beat the Flooders, whenever that time may be, even if it takes many years."
    "Vader is right," JohnArnold agreed.
    "We can't forget what happened! Dan is gone!" Raptor-Rex exclaimed.
    "We aren't going to forget it!" Evilgrinch intervened into the highly emotional conversation. "But we have to get through this. We must make things peaceful again in the internet."
    "Yes . . . it will be hard, but it is important. We can restore things to the way they were before the Flooders ever were created," JohnArnold chimed in. After this, everyone was silent, reflecting on Dan's . "Look, we've all been through so much lately. Come on, we need to get rest. Follow me, Dan set us up shelter," Evilgrinch finally offered. Although nobody felt like moving on, they all followed the admin into the forest.

    Evilgrinch led Raptor-Rex, Vader, Beno-Yo, Becka-Lynn, JohnArnold, and Tango through the forest. They came a large tree-village that was nestled up among the tree branches high above them. Nearby, entered a wooden elevator, hooked to an incredibly strong vine that pulled them up. "This place is great. Dan couldn't have done better," Beno forced a smile in the gloomy situation.
    "I agree. He wanted something high up for us so the predators couldn't get to us," Evilgrinch told him. They finally reached the very top and exited. There was a nice wooden plaza in the center with several walkways extending from it to several huts that were hugging the huge trees. The other Admins were together in the center of the village and turned to see them. It was great to see twenty of their comrades here. Rancor was the first to run out and approach them.
    "Welcome! We were so worried you didn't make it since you were so late in showing up here!" he exclaimed with an embrace.
    "Well you know pirates," Vader remarked.
    "I do," JurassicChick assured him. "When Dan sent me undercover to bust Vini's operation a long time ago, I remember he liked to throw unwelcome visitors into the maw of a mosasaur or two."
    "Let's let these guys get some rest," Evilgrinch said.
    "Yes, do you have a place for Rivvir?" Becka asked. At that, all the Admins' attentions were diverted to the little bundle Becka held in her arms.
    "Sure. We have a hut set up for you. And you should put something warmer on Becka and get out of your slave . It gets very cold here, trust me." Then, Evilgrinch took Beno, Becka, and Rivvir to their hut while Raptor-Rex, Vader, and Tango stayed in the village square.
    "I remember in Dan's message he said something about the Power of the Password protecting us. So what exactly is the Power of the Password, anyway?" Raptor-Rex asked curiously.
    "It's a force field of some kind," Compyraptor spoke up. "We don't know what its substance is made up of. The Power of the Password would close right after we would arrive here. But Dan knew you, Vader, John, and Tango might be late because of saving Beno. So he set the Power of the Password up in a way so that only a ship carrying Beno, Becka, or their baby, Rivvir, could come through field once it was already closed. This way, no Flooders can land here - only Admins."
    "Interesting." At once, Beno came running out into the square.
    "Rivvir is sick, badly!" he yelled. "He's choking uncontrollably and we need something to stop it!"
    "Oh no!" JurassicChick gasped.
    "There is a tiny site not too far from here that contains fantastic healing medicine in the natural plants," Rancor quickly offered.
    "We'd better get going. JohnArnold, you want to drive us over there?" Beno asked.
    John nodded and immediately took off for his mini-chopper, "We'd better hurry!"

    JohnArnold's mini-chopper landed on the tiny, single site located next to the Unnamed Site. Vader and Raptor-Rex climbed out and walked off into the nearby meadow, signaling for the others to remain inside the craft. They shifted through the small trees, grass, and shrubbery until they came to a patch of light-green leaves on a bush.
    "This is what the other Admins described," Raptor-Rex noted as they did their best to quickly pick out the ailment that Rivvir so sorely needed. He bent low, taking a whiff of the plant. "It smells like it too".
    "Right. Better take quite a bit of this," Vader rushed. Together they picked out several stems and then rushed back to the mini-chopper that awaited then nearby. They handed Becka, who'd now changed into some woodland robes, their pickings.
    "Ok, Rivvir, hold out. You'll make it," she whispered soothingly to her baby. She immediately began grinding up the plants as Vader and Raptor-Rex closed the hatch behind them.
    "Let's get going back to the other Admins. I don't feel safe out here, away from the Unnamed Site," Beno-Yo suggested as he felt a shiver run down his spine.
    "Ditto," JohnArnold smirked as the vehicle picked up once again from the short errand and went soaring off into the sky. Everything seemed fine until there was a beeping on the computer system. They all whipped around, dreading the view behind them. Their expectations were met when they saw a terrifying sight - the entire Flooder fleet behind them and a massive two-body vehicle leading in the front.
    "Oh my God! The Flooders!" Tango's yelled.
    "Get going!" Becka urged, at this point more concerned about her newborn's safety than her own. JohnArnold, however, knew it was hopeless. They had caught them in a restraint beam and were forcing them into the docking bay of massive leader ship.
    "Great. All I have is a few s and a pistol," the pilot sighed. "We won't be able to survive this." Everyone had the look of horror on their faces as they were continually being drawn into the gaping maw of the Flooder craft. Finally, they were brought to a stop inside the huge docking bay. Several Flooders cloaked in crimson rushed out with s and opened the hatch to the mini-chopper.
    As they entered, JohnArnold shot them and whipped the to Beno-Yo immediately afterwards. "Stay here! There's only one way to get us out of this one and its better I go alone!" The general went running off down the corridor with fire shooting after him. At that point, another group of Flooders walked up to the mini-chopper. Beno-Yo's first instincts were to shoot them, but he knew he couldn't defend all the Admins behind let alone the Flooders with one pistol.
    "Relax," a surprising word came from the Flooder commando's mouth. "You can keep your pathetic weapon. Just as long as you follow us." Without any other choice, the Admins were taken down a long stretch of corridor by the squadron. And before long, they weren't sure where they were heading - until they entered an elevator. Then there was no doubt in Beno's mind where their destination was.
    JohnArnold knew he had plenty of Flooders both on his tail and on the lookout for him. His goal was to blow up second body of the ship, that was connected to the body where the docking bay was located. But there would be no way to do that with this many Flooders wanting him. His eyes drifted to the side, noticing a panel in the wall. He immediately fired upon it, keeping his finger on the trigger for rapid fire. After several moments, the panel exploded and he jumped into it. He saw that it was only a few steps to a bright room up ahead.

    Beno-Yo, Vader, Raptor-Rex, Tango, and Becka-Lynn all exited the elevator with the enemy squadron in lead. It was strange that they were allowed to keep the pistol, their only weapon - extremely strange. The Admins suspected a trap, but there was no way to comprehend what would happen in a situation like this. They proceeded up a short flight of stairs to see a throne that looked out into the starry sky through a large view port. Without turning, the figure in the throne spoke.
    "Welcome to my private chambers," the haunting voice echoed. After a moment of silence, he spoke again, "Guards, take everyone into the prisons just below except for Beno-Yo."
    "Yes, My Lord," the man in front of the group bowed solemnly. Gestured for his troop behind him and they took Vader, Raptor-Rex, Tango, and Becka-Lynn down the flight of stairs again and into darkness. Beno watched them leave sadly as he slowly turned back around. He now was left alone with the Leader of the Flooders, who still faced the stars outside.
    "So you trained me when I was a boy," Beno spoke up. He detected a small hint of cackling but could not be sure if it was his imagination.
    "I see you've accepted the truth," the voice returned. At that, the throne turned around. The figure was dressed the exact same way Beno remembered him from their battle on Tango's site. "Dan confirmed it, didn't he? Before he died, that is."
    Anger surged through Beno at the comment dripping with wickedness, but he managed to control himself. "Tell me who you are," Beno said softly, his palms forming a fist, "I must know." With a small, final cackle, the figure slowly lifted his hood back to rest behind his head. Beno gasped when he recognized the identity of exactly who it was.
    "You're Xantos - remember meeting you before I left Dan's! You were the one that betrayed the Admins in the Battle of Jack's Movie Page!" he pointed he finger.
    "Xantos is . I was simply impersonating him," the figure smiled as he slowly stood and walked forward. "My true identity is a man named SGD, who has risen to become the most powerful man in the internet!"
    "Why?! Why did you start this war?!"
    "I started the fake feud between the Flooders, which began at InGenNet, so that Dan would step in. And when he did, that weak-minded fool, he and his pathetic Admins were weakened immensely, exactly as I had foreseen. Once his forced were lessened drastically, I gathered all the Flooders together to strike out against him and wipe him out for all time. My plan will be complete today," the Leader said in a cold voice. "The Admins will die."

    Snirtex and TRaptor stood monitoring screens of the leader ship that was bringing the fleet to the Unnamed Site in order to abolish the last of the Admins. But the one man they were trying to track, was missing somewhere on the ship - obviously having specific intentions. Snirtex leaned over to an officer sitting at the keypads beside him. "Send out more clones around the ship, I want double security," he stated.
    "Yes sir," the officer replied pressing a button on the com and relaying the instructions.
    "I wonder what that crazy JohnArnold thinks he's doing," tRaptor mused.

    Beno-Yo couldn't move, couldn't breath in the face of the despicable villainy of the Leader of the Flooders. Rage and hatred surged through him. He no longer cared if he was acting reckless or improper. He no longer was focused on anything else. "Yes, Beno. You have all the qualities to be a Flooder leader, to take your place at my side," the Leader grinned. "You can either stay on the Admins' side and become extinct, or you can join me and live a life of full power!"
    "I'll never join you!" Beno returned as he whipped out his pistol and repeatedly fired upon the Leader. The man who'd started the entire Flooder organization leaped out upon him with precise aim and grabbed his neck, squeezing it horrendously . Beno found that he couldn't do a thing under the vicious power of his enemy.

    JohnArnold came out from the passage over a huge reactor of the second body of the massive craft. There was a mammoth device of some sort located in the center, very unusually shaped, unlike anything he'd ever seen before. He carefully crawled over it and slipped into its s from the top.
    Once in between the narrow caverns engraved into the device, he realized that he was in some sort of huge computer chip interface in the slender wall. Being an accomplished mechanic, he began reading the digital writing on the sides of the chips. What he saw amazed him - "BioPlus duplicaing technology".
    "Oh my God," he gasped, "It's a cloning device!" JohnArnold's mind whirred. It explained everything - why the Flooders had won so many times against the Admins, where they'd conjured up their massive army, how they were conquering the Internet. Now, it all made sense - they could clone. Thinking fast, he shoved his hands into the wiring system of the chip, rearranging and snapping on wires and connections. Right then, sparks flew where there were huge motors below him. He jumped out on top of the device, making a loud clang, causing Flooders below look up and immediately begin to fire at him.
    The walls blew into pieces and the motors were slashed apart, causing a monumental explosion, rocking the ship. JohnArnold leaped onto the crosswalk below and went running. Behind him, the explosion set the entire clone device on fire. There was a quick shock of electricity running over the device as John jumped into a worker shuttle. He turned on the engine and went speeding across just as the device imploded to smithereens.

    The Leader of the Flooders smashed Beno to the ground when he heard the explosion from the second body of the ship, turning in another direction. Beno took the opportunity to leap down the stairs and notice that to the right of him was the prison chamber. He ripped the door open with his and pulled Raptor-Rex, Vader, Tango, and Becka-Lynn out.
    "What's going on?!" Vader inquired, having felt the shudder.
    "Run as fast as you can to hangar and get in the mini-chopper!" Beno have firm instructions, "Take off without me! Give me Rivvir, Becka! You'll need to run fast and you won't be able to carry him!"
    "We can't leave without you!" Becka shouted.
    "Becka, do what I tell you! I'm going to find JohnArnold before I leave and then we'll meet you back at the Unnamed Site!" Beno then took Rivvir into his arms as they shared a passionate kiss. "I love you," he told her. Immediately afterward, he went departing from his wife and the other Admins.
    Behind him, the Leader fired upon him with rage, bullets whirring everywhere. The veteran Admin jumped into the elevator and went climbing to the top. While he was inside, his mind skipped to a thousand things - his wife, his friends, his past, Dan, the Leader, and his son. Before he could even begin to think about his fate, the doors of the elevator opened went and revealed JohnArnold, who racing down the hallway in a shuttle. Beno jumped out of the shaft and landed on the shuttle with John. It was time to escape.

    Vader took his place in the pilot seat of the mini-chopper, back inside the hangar. As the engines blared on, he turned to the others in the back, where they sat in the passenger's places. "Everyone buckle up for safety and for fun!" he remarked. As Flooder troops ran forward to blow them up, the mini-chopper took off, speeding back to the safety of the Unnamed Site.

    The Leader of the Flooders angrily smacked the intercom button on the armrest of his throne to communicated with his apprentices. "Sir, we can't get through the Power of the Password! We've sent several gliders through there towards the Unnamed Site and they've imploded. We ca-" tRaptor was cut of by his furious master.
    "The Admins have destroyed the clone device! Turn back immediately! We will get our revenge soon enough!" the Leader commanded. Before his apprentice could reply, another shudder, the largest ever felt, took place. The Leader rushed to stare out of his window to see that the entire second half of the ship had been blown in an array of fire, destroying Snirtex and tRaptor along with it.
    With a low growl, he signaled the Admiral in the pilot's room of the first half of the ship. "Get back to Dan's Page now. We shall return when the time comes and the Admins will be annialated," he firmly stated as the pilot obeyed, turning the ship in the other way, back towards Dan's.

    JohnArnold reached the Flooder hangar bay with Beno and Rivvir as they felt the ship swerve in the other direction. "We'll each jump on a Flooder mini-plane since they are designed for one-man. Hurry before we're taken back to Dan's with them!" JohnArnold yelled. Beno nodded as they leapt off the shuttle. John rushed to one of the mini-planes quicker as Beno carefully placed his son into another vehicle. John's engine hummed to life as he pressed on the gas, zipping out of the hangar.
    Beno finally got into the seat after making sure his son was secure. He went to start the engine rapidly but nothing happened. A look of wonder came over his face as he tried again. Nothing. Complete dread crept into his mind until horror consumed the entire expression on his face. "God no!" he whispered.
    He bent over and looked under the controls through a port hole in the to see a terrible sight - the engine had been taken apart inside his vehicle. "No!" Beno screamed, grief spreading through him along with Rivvir, who let out a loud cry, as the doors to the hangar bay closed, hopelessness overtook the, and the entire Flooder fleet sped away, with them incased inside.

    Vader, Raptor-Rex, Tango, Becka-Lynn, Evilgrinch, Rancor, and the other Admins finished placing the grave up in the middle of the Unnamed Site's forest in remembrance of Dan Finkelstein. It had taken them hours to build, through what seemed like never ending sadness and tragedy. "May he rest in peace," Vader whispered, a tear streaming down his face.
    Becka-Lynn couldn't stop sobbing. Up above, in the night sky, there was no trace of the Flooders - they'd left. Her beloved Beno and her baby son Rivvir had never returned. It was extremely, incomprehensibly sad for her, and all the Admins new it. Raptor-Rex put his arm around her in comfort.
    "I'm sorry," Tango mustered up words through the lump in his throat.
    "If it's the last thing we do, we will avenge Dan, and Beno and Rivvir, to stop the Flooders," Raptor-Rex's voice echoed in the ghastly atmosphere of the situation, the remaining twenty Admins bowing their heads, the only ones left of those that fought fore truth, justice, and peace. Through all this hopelessness, Raptor-Rex finished his words as the moon disappeared behind the clouds, "It is the Internet's last hope . . ."

    THE END
    (Written by Vader)



    ICEBREAKER: I'm sure at this point you knew you had to complete this saga...what did you have planned in terms of how you were going to release it?

    VADER: When I started Last of the Admins, I was still debating on wether or not to finish the saga with Episode III or leave it open for a second trilogy. In the end, I decided to have a sequel trilogy because I felt the story would be able to head in a different direction and when all the episodes would be eventually finished, the entire saga would have much more depth and emotion to it than simply a fight between Admins vs. Flooders. Because of my final decision to leave open the end of LOTA, the sequel trilogy has made the saga much more - a drama between family members, the emotion of losing friends and family, and re-imagining what everyone was trying to do in the beginning and completing a previous dream. So I'm very happy at the finished result now, but I was worried about the reader's reactions about the cliffhanger end to LOTA when it was originally released.

    I: Did you feel more comfortable when writing this then you did when writing the other stories up to this point?

    V: By this time, it was a little easier to write because you knew the character's personalities and you have the story down pat. It was just a matter of putting it on paper (or the word processor for that matter.) At the same time, the ending chapters of LOTA were very difficult to write.

    I: Being that this was the mid-way point of the saga did you plan on approaching it with any plot twists?

    V: As I said, it took me a while to decide on the cliff-hanger ending of LOTA. I felt that with more episodes, the saga could only get better and that an additional three fics could even improve the first three, which they have.

    I: Once again...how did you feel when this was so well accepeted? Being that this was the third straight story that received wonderful comments from you?

    V: I don't think people realize what happiness I get when I see good reviews from my fics. It hasn't become an old hat whatsoever and I'm always so very pleased when I see it being well accepted. In fact, I think it was even more special to me because LOTA had been released on September 11th (I dedicated the story to the innocent lives that were lost that day), and although there were horrible events, everyone came a read my fic anyway (which I didn't expect) and it served as a good escaping from reality for them. And I think LOTA really carries the strong theme of ‘always have hope', which I think was a good theme for that time. So I'm glad my story could provide escape for people the way it did.

    I: How difficult was it too keep this story up to standards with the first two?

    V: I really was trying hard to make the ending of the story fit and work with the previous two. I thought that if anything would make people think LOTA was not as good as the first two, it would be that I didn't do the ending right. So it was very important to me that I clinched the ending and completed perfectly.

    I: What sort of changes did you make when writing this story in terms or the overall style?

    V: I'd say that I made it way darker than the first two. In fact, I still think this one is the darkest of the saga.

    I: What was your idea on how to end this story and how it should lead into Episode IV?

    V: At that point, all I had was a simple idea: River would rekindle Dan and the Admin's dream of defeating the Flooders many, many years later and that somehow, he would be a Flooder when Episode 4 would start out. I had no other plans besides that, so left the ending of LOTA open for endless possibilities . . .
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    Be sure to check out the next Author Interview in the next episode, SITE WARS: Episode IV - The Dark Veil, REVISED INTO NOVEL FORMAT, taking place 20 years after Last of the Admins. It's coming soon!

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