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Igor, the Count and his 4 prisoners have been winging there way to Valley of Serenity for 3 days now. To the Counts surprise the trip has been an easy one. No one has interfered at all along the way. The Count thought to himself, maybe that fool rabbit and his henchmen may have just pulled it off. Provided enough diversions to keep the world busy while his plans progress unhindered. The only part that bothered him was where was Super Maxwell. Even his assaults on the world had not brought him out. Now the rabbit had one more task, close the way in to the valley.



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Member PageMember Page Oct 30, 2006 at 14:42
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The rabbits put up fake road closed signs.


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Member PageMember Page Oct 30, 2006 at 14:43
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They even rearranged the detour signs.


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Member PageMember Page Oct 30, 2006 at 14:47
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Igor had come to realize 2 things over the last 3 days. One, the Count he had known was gone, forever consumed by this thirst for total power. Two, he had to find away to miss the arrival of the rainbow bridge. They were coming up to the last fork in the road. The left would take them up the mountain path thru a tunnel and directly into the valley. The right would have them travel parallel to the valley, to the far end and then into the valley and it would take many more hours to get there. As they approached the fork Igor’s heart sank. There blocking the way to the right fork were the Groomer’s. The Count called for the pace to the valley too slow, as they took the left fork the Groomer’s fell in to a run behind the carriage. They were truly on the last leg of this journey. Igor could feel it, there was a storm coming and he was in the middle of it.


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