The Al-Ternate Universes Part 1/Cordial Reunion

**Cordial Reunion** is the first part of *The Al-Ternate Universes Part 1*.

## Plot

*[The scene opened up in a garage. Tools were strewn about across desks and inside toolboxes. A purple camry sat in the garage, and Alan stood to the side, leaning against the wall. Metallic clanking was heard as Alan looked down to see his dad, Joel, working underneath the car. Joel put his hand out from under the car.]*

Joel: I need the impact and the 5/8 socket.

*[In a semi-uninterested fashion, Alan looked about the desks and toolboxes before finding what was asked, then putting them into his dad's hand.]*

Alan: Never took you for one to use the Standard system, especially not on a Toyota.

Joel: Well, I *would* be using Metric, but all the stuff I can find around here is Standard.

Alan: Online shopping's a thing.

Joel: Not as far as your mother's concerned.

Alan: Right.

*[Joel grunted as he tried to use the impact, then sighed in frustration.]*

Alan: Need the 9/16?

Joel: Yeah, let's try that.

*[Alan looked about before grabbing the socket.]*

Alan: *[sarcastically]* 5/8 and 9/16 are so much simpler than.... *[genuine stupidity]* Whatever their Metric counterparts are.

*[Joel looked up at Alan from under the car concerned as he was given the socket.]*

Alan: ...My ignorance is proof of your point Metric should be used instead.

*[Joel went back to working under the car before sighing. He rolled out from under it and sat up, holding his chest.]*

Alan: You alright?

Joel: Heartburn. I was in that position for too long.

*[Alan nodded then thought for a moment, proceeding to clench the Simplicitrix gauntlet. His body took on the composition of Goop as he slipped beneath the car, only to lift it up with Blamurai's strength as he stood, no longer appearing like Goop.]*

Alan: That better?

*[Joel smiled while standing up, impact in hand as he went back to work.]*

Joel: Much. *[talks whilst doing whatever the fuck it is he's doing to the undercarriage of the car]* So. What's it like, using alien powers like that?

Alan: I'm still adjusting to it. Mentally, anyway.

Joel: *[nods]* What about actual transformations?

Alan: I've been at this for over two years, it's become second nature by this point. Unless I go a new alien.

Joel: Yeah? Been anyone new lately?

*[Alan went to answer but suddenly had a flashback to Lodestar's body being taken by Hagan's group, along with one of him becoming Phantasy to enter Chloe's mind.]*

Alan: ...Nope. No one new recently.

*[Joel nodded while continuing his work. Alan looked curiously at his gauntlet as the core began humming and flashing. Joel noticed as well and took a step back.]*

Joel: Should I be worried about that?

Alan: I don't-

*[Alan grunted as the weight of the car almost crushed him, causing him to almost take a knee before he caught himself.]*

Joel: Are you okay?!

Alan: Yeah! Yeah. Just.... Give me a minute.

*[The car lowered back to the ground before Alan used Goop's powers to come from under it, returning to normal as he rested against a cabinet, examining the Stabilized Simplicitrix, which the core of kept flickering whilst humming.]*

Joel: I'm gonna guess that doesn't normally happen.

Alan: I might just be using it too much. It does that sometimes. Been like that since I rebuilt it.

Joel: But you didn't really use it that much.

Alan: *[stands up with arms crossed]* ...I don't know then.

*[Joel studied Alan's body language for a moment before putting a hand on his shoulder.]*

Joel: Look. I don't know what's going on with you, and I know you're not really one for talking. But if it's affecting your powers like that, it's probably something you're going to *need* to talk about at some point with someone.

Alan: Yeah. Well. Discussing it is exactly what got me into this mess to begin with.

Joel: *[sighs]* ...Why don't you see if your mother needs help with lunch? Assuming she hasn't thrown it across the room in frustration already.

Alan: Right. ....Right.

*[Alan walked around the car, stopping at the door.]*

Alan: I love you.

Joel: I love you, too.

*[Alan then exited. As he closed the door, he noticed the Simplicitrix core continuing to flash and hum. He shook the gauntlet about, hitting it a few times as well.]*

Alan: What the hell is wrong with you?

*[As Alan walked through the house, the scene panned back from a window towards the treeline. Just inside the foliage stood who appeared to be Alan, though with shorter hair and blue eyes. His jacket was black with blue details, and his pants purple. Hearing rustling behind him, he turned to see four other clearly defined Alan's. One with yellow eyes and yellow-green clothing stared back at him, wide eyed and with a slight head tilt. One with green eyes and clothing stood next to a tree, staring dumbfoundedly at a slug crawling up its side.]*

Greentrix Alan: ...Pretty squiddy...

*[An Alan with silver eyes and cyan clothing swatted at a gnat flying around him. The fourth Alan had jet black eyes, and dark red clothing. He was violently pulling at the arm of another obscured matrix user, who could be seen having purple and indigo clothing, attempting to pull him out of the bushes. On the fifth person's wrist was a Simplicitrix of a different shape, having magenta colored energy.]*

Blacktrix Alan: Get the fuck out here, you little fucking shitbag fuck-cucker.

Magentatrix: No, you get off me!

*[Angered, Blacktrix pulled him violently from the bushes, but had unintentionally transformed Magentatrix before his appearance could be seen. Blacktrix took a minute to process what had happened before reeling back in pain, his hands now singed from Magentatrix Heatblast.]*

Blacktrix Alan: OW OW SHIT FUCK CUNT CRIMENY PENIS FUCKBAG CUNTSHITE FUCKNUGGET!

Magentatrix Heatblast: ...Asshole.

Whitetrix Alan: Is such language *really* necessary?

Blacktrix Alan: Oh, shut the fuck up!

Whitetrix Alan: Come on, now. That's just rude.

Blacktrix Alan: You wanna know why you're "Whitetrix?" CAUSE YOU'RE A LITTLE FUCKING SNOWFLAKE!

Whitetrix Alan: O-Oh, yeah? W-Well, do you wanna know why *you're* "Blacktrix?"

Blacktrix Alan: YEAH, GO AHEAD. LET'S HEAR IT. COME ON. SPIT IT OUT. SAY IT.

*[Everyone, including the absolute moronic Greentrix Alan, stared at Whitetrix Alan suspiciously.]*

Whitetrix Alan: ...I plead the fifth.

Blacktrix Alan: THAT'S WHAT I THOUGHT, YOU RACIST PIECE OF SHIT!

*[Giving a pouting face, Whitetrix Alan turned, only to be extremely caught off guard by the close-standing, wide-eyed Yellowtrix Alan right behind him.]*

Whitetrix Alan: Jiminy Crickets, Yellow! Don't scare me like that!

Greentrix Alan: Me no scare you. Was looking at pretty pony on cowboy hat.

*[Greentrix Alan motions back to the slug on the tree he previously called a squid.]*

Blacktrix Alan: ARE YOU YELLOW? NO! YOU'RE FUCKING GREEN! LOOK AT YOUR FUCKING WRIST, YOU DUMBASS GREEN FOOL!

*[Greentrix Alan stood with a dumbass expression on his face for a solid five seconds, even going so far as drooling before processing what Blacktrix Alan said.]*

Greentrix Alan: OH YEAH! *[pulls up sleeve on wrong arm to see no Simplicitrix]* Oh no, Black, I am Crayola skin-colored like crayon, not trademarked Crayola like green crayon color wristwatch!

Blacktrix Alan: ....How in the fuckity fuck fuck ***fuck*** did you manage to even open the doorknob to your bedroom when you woke up this morning!?

Greentrix Alan: D'uhhhhh...... *[silent for ten more seconds while drooling again]* ...What's a doorknob?

*[Blacktrix Alan looked like he was about to pop a vessel with how annoyed he was with Greentrix Alan. He took a deep breath, then with gritted teeth and gravel in his voice, turned to Whitetrix Alan.]*

Blacktrix Alan: As soon as we don't need him, I'm ***killing*** him.

Whitetrix Alan: ...I can't believe I'm saying this, but I concur.

Blacktrix Alan: ...I'm killing you, too.

Whitetrix Alan: WH- WHATEVER FOR?!

Blacktrix Alan: WHO THE FUCK SAYS "CONCUR" IN CASUAL CONVERSATION?! I-

*[The conversation was cut off, but Blacktrix Alan appeared to still be talking. Or at least, moving his lips. The group realized the unnerving silence in the area and then turned, all of them realizing Bluetrix Alan had become Reverbatim, absorbing their sound.]*

Bluetrix Reverbatim: Will you all be quiet, damnit?! We're trying to keep a low profile, and none of you are helping! ...Except Yellow. He's doing fine.

*[Yellowtrix Alan made no attempt to respond, instead just blinking, but almost as if he was doing one eye at a time from left to right.]*

Bluetrix Reverbatim: ....I use the term loosely.

*[The scene cut back inside as Alan entered the kitchen. His mom was attempting to cook on all four eyes of the stove as he entered.]*

Alan: Need any help?

Georgia: Yes, please. This one here's bacon, you know I hate the grease popping.

Alan: Got it.

*[Alan took over for the bacon, using his Stabilized Simplicitrix hand to shield his skin from the popping grease. As to be expected, the Simplicitrix's core began to flash red and hum slightly.]*

Alan: ...Get back.

Georgia: What?

*[Alan pushed her back with his free hand as he felt heat conduct from his other into the pan, which caused the grease to start to smoke up. As the grease popped up more, the smoke became darker and sparks started flying. Georgia stood back and tried to shield herself from the potential grease fire, but it was stopped by Alan getting control and putting a Brainstorm shield around the pan, letting go of the handle to do so.]*

Alan: *[whispering]* ...Why does this keep happening?

Georgia: Are you alright?

Alan: ...I'll be fine. I need a minute.

*[Georgia nodded as Alan moved the smoke in the Brainstorm shield up to the stovetop fan to get rid of it before walking away. In the living room, Alan's sister Jackie sat on the couch, scrolling on her phone while something played on TV. Focus shifted from her to the window behind her, showing Greentrix Alan walking up and knocking loudly.]*

Greentrix Alan: ANYBODY HOME???

*[During the knocking, Jackie looked annoyed, turning the volume on the TV up to block out the noise. Gold and green bandages came from the side and wrapped around Greentrix Alan, pulling him back just as Jackie turned to the window, with a confused look.]*

Jackie: Was that-

*[She cuts herself off as she sees Alan enter the room and sit on the couch. He notices her look.]*

Alan: What?

Jackie: Were you just outside?

Alan: No.

Jackie: ...Huh.

*[The scene went back outside as Greentrix Alan was dragged back into the woods, the golden bandages revealed to be that of Magentatrix Snare-Oh, while the green ones were of Bluetrix Snare-Oh. The two dropped him and Whitetrix Alan approached.]*

Whitetrix Alan: You irresponsible, bumbling buffoon!

Greentrix Alan: Me no monkey.

Whitetrix Alan: BUFFOON! NOT BABOON!

Blacktrix Alan: Wait a fucking minute. Where the fucking shit is Yellow?

*[The group looked around before Greentrix Alan suddely started crying out in pain. Turning, they all saw Yellowtrix Alan had gotten a rake and started beating it against Greentrix Alan, only for it to be yanked away by Bluetrix Snare-Oh.]*

Bluetrix Snare-Oh: What the fuck is wrong with you people?

*[There's silence before mindless bickering happens between Blacktrix Alan and Whitetrix Alan, all while Greentrix Alan looked up at them like a child would to arguing parents, and Yellowtrix Alan kept his eyes on the rake.]*

Bluetrix Snare-Oh: ...I hate you people.

*[Bluetrix Snare-Oh became human again as he watched the ongoing conversation. A magenta light flashed as Magentatrix ChamAlien was briefly seen before disappearing, the distortion of his body headed for the house. Bluetrix Alan glanced back at the others before activating his own device, becoming Bluetrix Goop, and then heading after Magentatrix ChamAlien, who stood staring into the window, while Goop shapeshifted around it to stay out of sight.]*

Bluetrix Goop: Something on your mind?

Magentatrix ChamAlien: More than any of them. I'm not even sure they have minds.

Bluetrix Goop: I'll give you that for Green. Black and White aren't exactly idiots, but they're a bit too distracted by each other. And Yellow... I don't know what to say about him. Her? They? I don't know.

Magentatrix ChamAlien: Like I said. Your subordinates are idiots.

Bluetrix Goop: They're not my subordinates.

Magentatrix ChamAlien: Aren't they, though? You and I are the only two competent people in this little ragtag group, and I'm sure as hell not the leader.

Bluetrix Goop: I suppose they do at times tend to follow my lead. Aside from you.

Magentatrix ChamAlien: ...You know why.

Bluetrix Goop: Yeah, you've your own motivation for this. I'm just... not sure that applies to a different timeline.

Magntatrix ChamAlien: The events that lead to my father's demise still played out in this universe. Maybe I can stop it from happening.

Bluetrix Goop: How do you figure?

Magentatrix ChamAlien: You must remember I'm not just from another universe. I'm from the *future* of another universe. And I've had a long time to think about this.

*[The Nomaly family sat down to eat at their table, which had a view of the TV in the living room. The four of them ate and chat about not much, with no incident from Alan's Stabilized Simplicitrix. Joel and Jackie sat in the living room as Alan and Georgia took the dishes to the kitchen.]*

Georgia: Has something been on your mind?

Alan: ...I had a... pretty bad run-in with... someone.

Georgia: Oh?

Alan: It's part of the reason I have to... wear the thing like this. *[motions with the Simplicitrix arm]*

Georgia: Who was it?

Alan: ...Richard.

Georgia: You say that name like I should know who that is.

*[Alan looked at her confused but before he could say anything...]*

Joel: Hey, Alan. Come here a sec.

*[Alan and Georgia stepped into the living room for a moment where Joel and Jackie were watching the television.]*

Joel: You know anything about this?

*[Joel then unmuted the TV, showing The Will Harangue Nation playing.]*

Will Harangue: An investigation update to the Tennyson murders has been given to the studio. For those of you who remember, back in April, Pennsylvanian couple Benjamin and Kai Tennyson, along with their children Kenneth and Gwendolyn, were murdered in their home. Authorities had no way to get into the house due to an oddly high amount of radiation coming from the basement where their bodies were located, but the undeniable stench of death spelled the worst. After months of painfully agonizing meetings to get a hazmat team in, it was found that the only remains were a few teeth bones and fingernails, and the floors were described as being "licked clean of blood." Police dogs tried to sniff out the culprit, but the scent was lost in the river nearby.

Alan: I had heard about it while I was living up there. Investigation is ongoing. I wasn't really able to do much while I was there. My guys that survive radiation are a bit too big to sneak in.

Will Harangue: Now. Let me tell you what I think. Everyone thinks I'm making a mockery, but no. This is a tragedy, both the murders, and the authorities inability to act on what it is that did this. One of the so-called alien "heroes" has obviously gone off the cuff, and has started murdering innocent civilians. We already know that not only do aliens exist, but evil ones, too! Three years ago, Earth was invaded by a four-armed dictator! We've since seen the rise in alien presence on Earth, and all it's done has lead to even more tragedies! Hell, we can't even trust our own military to do anything about it! A group of aliens invaded and destroyed their base! Not that they'd admit it, of course. But we know bette-

*[The TV's volume abruptly went mute again as Alan pressed the remote control, obviously stressed by Harangue's comments before sighing.]*

Alan: He's not *wrong*. It definitely was an alien. But I have no idea what.

*[The Stabilized Simplicitrix beeped, cutting the tension.]*

Jackie: That's not another alien power warning, is it?

Alan: No, no. It's a reminder for me to get home. I'm making Hungarian goulash for dinner, and I need about three hours to do it.

*[Alan proceeded to hug his three family members.]*

Joel: Try to visit more often. Past few years have been a bit different without you.

Georgia: And if things ever get tough, you're always welcome here.

Alan: Yeah. Right. Thanks

*[Alan reached his hand over the couch and ruffled Jackie's hair.]*

Jackie: Hey!

Alan: Love you.

*[A scratch was heard at the front door and Alan smirked.]*

Alan: I'll let her in on the way out.

*[Alan went to the front door, opening it up as an excited doberman entered, bouncing around a bit with her tail wagging.]*

Alan: Hey, baby girl.

*[Alan pet the dog before exiting the house. Taking a deep breath, he pondered.]*

Alan: ...How the hell does she not remember Richard? *[cracks neck and sighs]* Whatever. I'm sure that's not plot relevant.

*[Alan hit the core of the Stabilized Simplicitrix, causing his skin to turn a pale pink. Black metal covered most of his body, including a helmet that was elongated and pointed backwards. His fingers changed into three sharp, black claws, and his feet grew wheels before a black and pink striped tail grew out of his lower back. The helmet grew a visor with a pink X-shape on the front as he took off as XLR8. Meanwhile, from the treeline...]*

Magentatrix ChamAlien: Showtime.

Bluetrix Goop: No, wait-

*[Magentatrix ChamAlien did not in fact wait, instead becoming a green-colored version of Astrodactyl and taking off after XLR8.]*

Blacktrix Alan: Oh, fuck. For fuck's sake. We weren't fucking ready yet. God fucking damnit.

*[Blacktrix Alan activates his Simplicitrix, becoming a blue-colored XLR8. He begins his run but immediately falls flat, turning to see his speed was absorbed by Whitetrix Hookwink.]*

Blacktrix XLR8: You son of a bitch!

Whitetrix Hookwink: We have the same mother!

Blacktrix XLR8: If your mother met my mother, yours would drop dead!

Whitetrix Hookwink: Rude.

Blacktrix XLR8: I'll show you rude!

*[Blacktrix XLR8 change to Black Lightning, zapping Whitetrix Hookwink to knock him to the ground.]*

Whitetrix Hookwink: That's not necessary!

Blacktrix Black Lightning: Fuck you.

*[The two began to slap each other like children, only for them both to slow to almost a halt as they were touched by Bluetrix Slowth.]*

Bluetrix Slowth: Stop... We... Need... To... Get... After... Him...

*[Bluetrix Slowth changed to his own version of XLR8, colored green, before running off, followed by the other two. Yellowtrix Alan looked at Greentrix Alan, who was clearly not paying attention, and pushed him to the ground, which caused him to become his own version of Diesel.]*

Greentrix Diesel: OHHH! CHOO CHOO!

*[Choo Choo then took off, followed by Yellowtrix Alan turning into a pink and black version of Fasttrack, joining into the chase.]*

*[XLR8 zoomed down the road through the city, dodging the cars as he went. Magentatrix Astrodactyl followed suit before lowering to the ground and changing into a yellow version of M0K. He landed onto one of the cars, absorbing its speed which was shown by the car stopping and becoming grey while M0K kept going.]*

Magentatrix M0K: Get back here, you fucking asshole.

*[Magentatrix M0K approached XLR8, nearing him. XLR8's visor flashed a few times as an AI sounding like Alan sounded from it.]*

Visor AI: Warning. Incoming object.

*[XLR8 nodded and sped himself up, just out of reach of Magentatrix M0K before getting further away. Magentatrix M0K growled before gaining the speed of the cars next to him and going faster, and continuing to stack the speed as he went.]*

Visor AI: Warning. Incoming object.

XLR8: Again?

*[Making a split scond decision, XLR8 moved between cars to a different lane, which caught Magentatrix M0K off guard as he continued gaining speed, only to end up flinging himself forward and off the side of the road. Multiple hot spots appeared on his visor.]*

Visor AI: Warning. Multiple incoming objects.

XLR8: Huh?

*[XLR8 increased his speed again, just missing the grasp of one of Whitetrix Hookwink's claws about to grab his tail, which also wasn't helped by the fact the latter was once again zapped by the petty Blacktrix Black Lightning. Choo Choo loudly plowed through the cars on the road, most of which had yet to pick speed up again after having it stolen by either Magentatrix M0K or Whitetrix Hookwink, while Bluetrix XLR8 was attempting to get the jump on XLR8. Yellowtrix Fasttrack made awkward jagged movements through the traffic, dodging the cars being tossed about by the green train alien.]*

Bluetrix XLR8: Almost. Almost. Almo- HEY!

*[Yellowtrix Fasttrack's movements cause him to almost run into Bluetrix XLR8, disorienting the both of them. XLR8 weaved in and out of traffic as he bobbed through the lanes, running into an alley system to get distance between himself and whatever it was following him. Waiting a moment, the visor scanning around.]*

Visor AI: Objects no longer present.

*[XLR8 sighed and transformed back, catching his breath.]*

Alan: Alright. Guess I'll keep a low profile.

*[Alan took a single step, glancing behind him and stepping to the side just before something could run into him, a green and black blur going past him. His fist clenched, he once again dodged the speeding blur as it came after him once more. The smoke in the area cleared and Alan saw Bluetrix XLR8, Yellowtrix Fasttrack, Choo Choo, Blacktrix Black Lightning, and Whitetrix Hookwink. The lot of them transformed back, with the exception of Choo Choo.]*

Blacktrix Alan: For fuck's sake.

*[Blacktrix Alan hit Choo Choo's Simplicitrix, turning him back to human which surprised Greentrix Alan; all the while the main Alan was even more surprrised and confused.]*

Alan: ...I'm sorry? What the hell is this shit?

Bluetrix Alan: We're yo-

Alan: Me, yeah, alternate timelines I imagine, I got that much. Tell me something I *don't* know.

*[Bluetrix Alan huffed upon being interrupted, then cracked his wrists.]*

Bluetrix Alan: We've got someone that wants to meet you. And they don't like waiting. So don't make this difficult.

Alan: No promises.

Bluetrix Alan: Hm. I guess you really *are* us.