Moldyvork's signal for the attack was to be luminous dye dumped into an underground river that flowed past the location where the Goblins were waiting to surface......

 

Hen Killer is an Imp. Moldyvork had saved Hen Killer from being eaten by the Goblins. Even though Moldyvork sometimes abused Hen Killer, the Imp is his eternally loyal servant.

 

Hen Killer had watched the boy and the strange green dragon shame his master and then carry him off to the bright place. It all made Hen Killer boil with rage.

 

The Imp dragged four pails of the bright dye to the banks of the river and pushed them in, one after the other.

 

"Master!!!! I carry out your will!!! The foul humans die tonight!!!" squealed Hen Killer.

 

The twisted little monster danced a freakish jig until he fell down, exhausted.

 

 

As the last rays of the sunset stretched across New Earth Island, Jimmy, Forash, and Klauf(who swam across the channel) arrived and began speaking with the human leadership.

 

"Forash, we've been hearing the Goblins digging underneath us for quite some time and we're standing by to wipe 'em out. We'll blast their ugly asses back down into their tunnel and seal it off" said Robert Coleman, the leader of the humans.

 

"We can handle the Dark Dragons too. Our confidence is high."

 

All of the non-combatant humans were secure in underground shelters. The human fighters are heavily armed and had taken up defensive positions in various parts of the island. Two anti-aircraft batteries are set up and Claymore mines are postioned on posts facing toward the area that the digging had become loudest.

 

"You've prepared well, Mr. Coleman" said Forash, "But with all due respect, we're going to call in some reinforcements. Just to be safe."

 

Forash sent a psychic message to the Lucix Dragon leadership, calling for emergency help.

 

Klauf sat on the beach and began to roar over and over again. Soon, his roars were answered from all around by 35 other Snow Tigers.

 

Meanwhile, below the island.....

 

Koodok the Great Goblin had seen the glowing dye round the corner of the underground river and flow past his feet.

 

"TONIGHT WE FEED ON MAN-FLESH!!!" roared the fiend to the approving Goblin horde.

After Moldyvork was taken to the surface by Jimmy and Forash, all of the Goblins of the Underworld rushed to the tunnel under New Earth Island. This increased the Goblin invasion force to 20,000, including 162 Great Goblins.

 

The Goblins realized they were doomed without Moldyvork to protect them with his magic.

 

The Goblins were ready to go out in a blaze of filth.

Jimmy, using his new high IQ had an idea. He checked wih Forash, Klauf, and the Human leadership. Everyone agreed it would help a great deal in the suspected upcoming battle.

With out waiting for signs of attack, Jimmy opened a remote portal beneath the sea joined through a worm hole to another leading down into the Goblin tunnels. With his inherent cube abilities he configured the wormhole as a great syphon and managed to flood the Goblin tunnels with millions of gallons of water.

Twenty thousand Goblins, a thousand and one Dark Dragons, and a small Imp experienced their first bath ever. It was just as unpleasant as they had assumed it would be. Within minutes they were all washed out to lie in drowned and broken heaps on the rocks below the mountain exits as the filth laden water rushed to find its way back to its source.

Fjell Moder buzzards and other carrion eaters fed till they bloated ...

Meanwhile, back at the Goblin hatchery, in a cavern in the Haunted Woods, hundreds of impregnated female Goblin queens were laying warrior eggs, and dozens of lusty drones were busy keeping them impregnated.

After the applause and congratulations for Jimmy's mega-badass victory died down, Jimmy opened a portal into the 10th dimension at the coordinates they had gotten from Moldyvork.

 

There was Harry, encased in a red crystal, in orbit around a planet-like mass of dark matter.

 

There were other beings likewise trapped in individual stasis crystals that Moldyvork had sent into Oblivion. There were 5,122 humans, 12 Lucix Dragons, a Shetland pony named Theodore Wiggins, and a few hundred Darkling creatures that had run afoul of the Dark Wizard.

 

Jimmy carefully selected the non-Darkness types and pulled them syphon-style through the portal and back on to Fjell Moder.

Just as Jimmy closed the portal to Oblivion, a thump-thump-thump noise is heard and Sam and Granny flew in and landed the MiL helicopter on the island. Both Sam and Granny had been itchin' to blast some Dark Force types with the MiL's ample weaponry, but were also relieved that no good guys and gals got hurt.

 

Sam and Granny congratulated Jimmy on wiping out the Underworld horde and also for bringing back the folks trapped in Oblivion. They were both extremely proud grandparents and said so.

 

Sam looked at the various beings still trapped in stasis crystals and said, "Getting them out of those crystals safely is gonna be tricky, but I've got just the gizmo to do the trick packed up in the chopper......"

He brought out an aluminum suitcase and opened it up. Inside were a couple of paddles attached to wires similar to those used in hospitals to restart hearts. He put conductive cream on the paddles and placed one on each side of the first encased victim. He plugged the wires into a small console built into the suitcase, and adjusted some dials to analyse the resonant frequency of the crystals.

"Aha, 3.14159 megahertz", retorted Sam. He set another dial and told everyone to stand back, and to hold their breath. Then he pushed a big, red button.

A supersonic wave of sound passed through the crystal shattering it into fine component particles which blew away in the breeze. No one wanted to breathe in the particles so they breathed through their handkerchiefs.

The wave had the secondary effect of bringing the victim out of his state of suspended animation. Granny had set up a large, portable, nuclear-powered coffee turine to keep us and the victims stimulated, and a batch of delicious gingerbread cookies. The defibrulator dingus was powered by the urn power supply also.

Sam moved his operation a short distance away and wore a mask. As he was doing the next victim he calculated 5,135 victims at 2 minutes each would take over 171 hours to process, and there are only 168 hours in a week.

He mentioned this to the group. Forash flew off and returned with two 4x8 foot sheets of galvanized iron. Grandpa could do four victims at once by laying them on one sheet and covering them with the other and attaching the paddles to the sheets. At that rate it would take two days non-stop to do all the victims. Forash flew off once more and got another two sheets, the last he could find. Now it would be only 24 hours or so to do the lot.

Forash found a push dolly in the storeroom to move the victims�?crystals with. The group took turns trundelling, and paddling, and sleeping, with revived members taking their turns also.

The revived horde needed more than coffee and cookies to sustain them, and with no latrine facilities things were also going to get very ripe very soon.

"What to do, what to do?" thought Jimmy.

Back at Goblin Hatchery eggs were popping by the hundreds, and Goblin larvae were being cared for and fed by neuter Worker Goblins.

 The 4^th dimension is known as the Five-Thousand Year Sea, because it causes a complete fusion of the 3^rd and 5^th dimensions every 5,000 years. Also the 'sea' reference is because the constant amount of high-intensity sound waves there sound like crashing waves of water.

“Jimmy, why don't you open a portal to the 4^th dimension over the island and create your syphon again�?said Sam, “Then aim the syphon at the crystals.�?/P>

“It might be a smidge risky, but I think the sound waves from the 4^th might just break them all out.�?/P>

“Sounds like a great plan, Sam. Let's give it a try�?said Forash. Jimmy nodded in agreement.

Everyone but Forash, Jimmy, and Sam went about 150 meters away and took shelter behind a hill. Sam and Forash put cotton in their ears. Sam put cotton in Jimmy's ears and buckled a pilot's helmet from the MiL on his head.

Jimmy raised a projected energy field around Sam, Forash, and himself. The boy wizard then opened the portal and extended the wormhole away from it and over the crystals.

BOOM!!!!!.............BOOM!!!!!!!!!!..............BOOM!!!!!!!!...............BOOM!!!!!!!!

The sound waves dropped like massive hammer-blows from the 4^th dimension. Jimmy manipulted the syphon back and forth over the crystals and then closed the portal.

At first nothing happened, but within seconds the crystals developed deep spider-webbing cracks and then began to shatter.

Momentarily, all of Moldyvork's capitives were free.

Sam used his wizardry skills and pronounced a conjuration that caused all of the tiny crystal fragments to come together in a whirling mass. He guided the mass far out over the ocean and dropped it into the water.

The humans opened their root cellars and other emergency food storage facilities in order to feed the befuddled human arrivals from the 10th dimension. Forash flew off with the his 12 Lucix Dragon brethren to a huge swamp a few miles away to chow down on some tasty slime greenery. Theodore Wiggins happily grazed nearby.

 

After a more-or-less communal bathroom break on the beach and a group meal, the recovered humans all trekked to the hot springs pools on the North side of the island for a terribly overdue bathing opportunity and then sacked out under the stars in beds of clover.....

 

They were all due to return to the human settlement the next day for a victory celebration.

 

 

 

 

Ten year old Jimmy shook himself awake. He had dozed while reading a story book about wizards, fairies and elves when the phone rang. Jimmy picked it up, since his parents were busy doing Saturday morning exercises in their bedroom.

Granny Potter was on the line. "Jimmy, if you are not busy today how would you like to help me tidy up my attic? I will make cookies and lemonade for a snack", implored Granny.

Jimmy hesitated. "Sorry, Granny, I made other plans that can't be broken. Maybe NEXT Saturday. Love you!Goodbye!" Jimmy hung up the phone and went down to the creek with his fishing pole.

While he sat fishing, Jimmy couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watched by a spy ray from somewhere in the 5th dimension.

 

A large set of clawed footprints from invisible feet had trailed him to the creek. The footprints vanished as soon as they were made.

 

 Jimmy heard a loud whoosh noise and turbulence from unseen flapping wings disturbed the surface of the creek.

 

Nothing but silence was heard for a while and then the birds began to chirp again in the trees......