"Sir, battle is victorious, the rebels have been either killed oder captured, we have about 6 captured survivors," sagte Dr. Damion's general. "Survivors eh?" asked Dr. Damion. "Yes sir, we haven't captured oder killed the generals of either armies, but we caught the majority of them, what shall we do with the survivors Doctor?" asked the general. Dr. Damion then smiled a bit sadistically at the trembling survivors pleading for mercy. "There are no survivors," sagte Dr. Damion, gesturing his general to make the kill. The survivors were soon tied up together, dragged into the torture room and locked onto a mechanism. "These new gentlemen, hello there, now, if Du don't know me, I, am Doctor Damion, and Du have all been very naughty indeed, stepping out of line like that, anything Du have to say for yourselves?" asked Dr. Damion. Immediately, five of them bowed, but only one didn't. "What's the meaning of this hmmm?" asked Dr. Damion. "I refuse to bow to your oversized brain strength," sagte the single survivor. "How is that so?" asked Dr. Damion. "Because I hate your disgusting transplanted guts and your dumb face," sagte the survivor. "Oh really then? How about we just, fix the seams?" said Dr. Damion, holding the button of a remote and pressing it. Immediately, straps came out of the Wand and tied him down. 
"I will make Du learn that Du Abschicken to me, and me only, is that clear?" asked Dr. Damion. The rebel was unmoved Von these words. "I won't Abschicken to a man as low as you," sagte the rebel. Then, Dr. Damion came really close to his face, a hint of anger traced in those red eyes of his showed clearer than the purest crystal. "Try me, rebel, Du and your five Friends here, are the last of your hopeless cause," sagte Dr. Damion, switching on a machine that had a syringe at the tip. "This syringe will inject Du all with a parasitic virus that will kill Du Von sudden means necessary, once in the blood, there's no turning back," sagte Dr. Damion, "Prepare the organ splicer so that I may get an honest donation from each of these men." Then, the rebel noticed something else. "Then wouldn't that mean that Du would be infected and killed Von your own killer bacteria?" asked the rebel. "No, I have built an immunity against the virus, I can't get killed Von my own creations now can't I?" asked Dr. Damion. "You might as well should, Damnedion," sagte the rebel challengingly. "I will miss these days after I have taken over the world, but, after the game is over, I get to play in.... New games..." sagte Dr. Damion, pulling the switch and starting up the syringe machine.
"The cause has lost...." sagte Private gloomily. "It was the bombs, the explosives took out the rebel cause, and captured whoever survived, at least we still have 45 of the other rebels, and 65 of the Mexican Arsenal, at least Domingo and Lilly here are excellent shots, they took down 3 of those 4 Bombing ships, thanks Lilly," sagte Alvandier. "You're welcome general," sagte Lilly. "It's too bad we Lost this fight, and 3 other fights...." sagte Hannah sadly. "Don't feel that way Hannah, we still have each other, after all, there will always be time to win this rebellion, even if we die, the revolutionaries of the future will solve the problem," sagte Domingo. "We need new tactics, in fact, I have information that we could use to win this war," sagte Kowalski. "Really? What is your idea Kowalski?" asked Private. "My idea is this, we will build our very own Ships of destruction, ones to destroy the other ships, and allow us to get to the fortress's walls and win at last," sagte Kowalski. "Wonderful idea 'Walski, I'm proud of your intellect and cunning skills here," sagte Alvandier proudly. "Yeah, that is a good idea, let's try it!!" yelled Hannah. "I will oversee it!!" sagte Julien excitedly. "There's the spirit!! We can get started right now, and Von then, we'll win, we'll be victorious," sagte Kowalski.
"First, I will draw it out on paper, then figure out how to put it together, then we'll assemble the bombers and get them prepared to attack the fortress," sagte Kowalski. "Alright, so do we have paper around here, anyone?" asked Alvandier. All the rebels shrugged and looked around curiously. Even the Mexican arsenal didn't have any paper. "Oh, let me get my pipe, I will take out the tobacco so that Du can use the paper to draw it out on, allow me," sagte Domingo, reaching in his pocket and pulling out a 6 inch long cigar, he cut it with a knife, spilled out the tobacco, and unrolled it, making it a long 6 inch Von 10 inch sheet of brown paper. "Excellent, I will get my pencil, Du won't mind if I use rulers oder protractors from Du right Alvandier?" asked Kowalski. "Sure, why not? But I will clean up the tobacco," sagte Alvandier. "Heh, what can I expect, Janitor Grisales," sagte Kowalski. "Ha!! So Du seen me back at Greenwood High too? Surprised I came this far?" asked Alvandier. "Wait, Du were school janitor?" asked Hannah. "Yeah, Domingo here was an auto mechanic before all the pollution came," sagte Alvandier. "Hehe, you're all surprised I bet," sagte Domingo.