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My name is Cameron Turner.

16 years ago, my dad was an astronaut on a mission to intercept an asteroid

headed for Earth.

Recently, he disappeared without a trace.

And now weird stuff has begun to happen.

My only clue is a graphic novel he was working on called Mission Dawn.

It's up to me and my friends to use Mission Dawn to uncover the truth and

my dad.

Black Dawn has a mole.

Someone inside is working for the alien.

You're Dr.

Friedman's problem now. He's an outside psychologist.

I'm making an appointment for you this afternoon.

I thought we'd do some hypnotherapy.

You know who I am. You talk to one book.

I know about you. I know about Black Dawn. And I know about the secret

you hold in the basement.

Go! Go!

Everybody vote for Boris. The vote for Boris is a vote for change.

No, Kim, give me this.

Gotta put a little oomph into it, you know? I gotta sell this. Gotta sell my

beast. Like this.

How are you today?

Vote for Boris.

So you don't want a four -day school week then?

You can do that.

Yeah. Four -day school week and every vending machine here stocked with all

loving treats.

Delivered with my file.

You vote for me, the next world will be our oyster.

Hey, don't forget to tell her about the skate ramps. Not interested in skate

ramps.

I know your demographic, Kim.

That's why I wrote that.

Fine, whatever.

That's how you do it.

I thank you.

Your country thanks you.

Wowers, you're really into this whole class president thing, huh?

Well, yeah.

Ever since I heard the class president had purviews over vending machine

I've wanted it.

I've needed it, even.

I can taste it. It tastes like... victory.

I'll be taking these, Mr. Willis. Yeah?

Why? Oh, unless you'd rather I just remove your name from the ballot.

No, sir.

No, because I can assure you that can be arranged.

You two just give me a reason.

We need to talk about how Chandler's been acting more of a freak than

Tell me about it. He's on a rampage. They're playing num -nums.

Cheer up, Rainy Day.

Pretty soon they'll be in every vending machine around, right?

For sure, President. Brave new world.

They think of me as the goofy kid or Cam's best bud.

But once they see me wearing this at the debate this afternoon, they'll see just

how furious I am.

Made to measure. How very presidential.

Yo, you better hurry. If you want to get suited up, buy a homeroom. You're

right.

Vote for Boris, everybody.

Vote for Boris.

Vote for Boris.

He's awesome.

Got to trend for success.

Putting on my clothes.

Those are Boris's clothes.

Wow, Boris, didn't recognize you with your clothes on.

Boris the President?

More like President Don't.

Almost for my image makeover.

Now no one's going to take me seriously.

It's not that bad.

Oh, yeah?

Did half the school see you naked on the eve of election day?

No, didn't think so.

Okay, ignore them. Okay, the debate's in two hours, they're teenagers, and

they'll forget it by then. Not likely.

Unless... If I can get my hand on one of those mind -wipe devices that Black

Dawn has in the ritual room under the offline house, I can erase the memories.

No way, man.

Way too dangerous.

Do you know how many times I helped you break into places to get stuff that you

needed? Black Dawn is different, all right? Remember last time we barely

escaped? Yeah, but that worked out eventually.

Uh, yeah, because we escaped before they vaporized us.

And it's not just that. We don't even know how powerful that device is.

Hey, moody boy, moody boy.

Who do we need? I'm begging you. One quick wipe? Just over the last few

Come on, no harm, no foul.

Listen, dude.

You're my best friend.

And I'm not going to help you do this.

Yeah, and besides, the school runs on like a 24 -hour news cycle, so no one

remember your little mishap come tomorrow.

It defeats today, and you're going to do awesome, man.

Walkie -talkie.

What is it, Lady Godiva?

Just leave me alone.

Oh. Are you sad because your winning streak is coming to an end?

You know, streak is like you were naked.

Oh, I didn't even think about that.

Pretty good.

Cold deep.

Long.

Hands up.

Down. And I'm out.

Hi, my name is Jennifer, and I'm running for class president.

As you know, I'm the leader of many... Where's Boris?

I haven't seen him since lunch.

Probably trying to keep a low profile after his wardrobe malfunction earlier

today.

You're up next, Boris.

Just a minute.

What's this?

Some sort of geek toy?

Easy. You don't know how to handle it, okay? Just give me it.

Wow.

Laser battle.

What's wrong?

You don't have your lightsaber to defend yourself?

Morris, let's go. What?

Whoa,

take it off.

Mr. Wollenskier.

Who? I am not amused.

Me either.

Who are all you people?

He doesn't even know who he is. If I were caught naked in front of the whole

school, I'd lose my memory, too.

Oh, you don't think so? I totally do. Come on.

What is that thing?

Oh.

My new favorite toy.

Where did you get this?

Uh, Boris asked. Boris. Boris.

Sorry, Mr. Chandler. Turner and Cullen.

Round up your third marketeer and report to my office directly after the

assembly.

Yeah, sure, right away.

Horace!

Do it, come on.

Horace, look at me.

Do I know you?

Tell me I know you.

Boys, we're friends.

Cameron and Lucy.

Hello, Cameron.

Lisa. First, you broke into Black Dawn's temple and stole the memory wiping

device. Where is it?

Dawn, is that a metal band?

I think I like metal.

He must have zapped himself with it. Yeah, it looks like he zapped himself a

lot.

Wait,

wait, wait. Zapped?

Haven't we met? Oh, boy.

I know we just met.

I feel like I've known you guys for forever.

Do you like Boris? All right. We can't leave him alone like this. You've got to

watch him.

Okay, wait. Where are you going?

I'm going to go find out if the effects of this thing are permanent. You know,

maybe there's like an antidote or something.

Okay, so now you're just going to break into Black Dawn. Do you have a better

plan? Black Dawn?

Woo -hoo!

Yeah! Black Dawn? Oh, you'll pick me up an album and some merch while you're at

it. Boris could be in danger. Get a look at him.

We can't let him talk to Boris like this. Who knows what he would say.

Just try to avoid it. Okay, so in a school full of security cameras, I

you know, it can't be that hard.

Wait, wait, wait. This isn't a school.

I hate school.

I think.

Okay, so when this is all over, I hope that you remember how annoyed I am with

you right now.

How could I forget anything about you, my sweet Lisa?

So do you come here often?

This is lunch for us. I come here for lunch.

Oh.

What is it?

Uh, Salisbury Steak.

Salisbury Steak? How do they make Salisbury Steak? Do I know how to make

Salisbury Steak? Way to go, man. Slayed that debate.

I know you thought he was out of my boat.

Debate? I don't know. That's not Boris. This is, um, Boris's twin cousin from

Russia. And, uh, he's here to help the real Boris, Boris, with his campaign.

Uh, his name is Salisbury.

They look alike.

Where is he?

Where'd he go?

What's up, dudes?

Want to hang out?

Yeah. Yeah.

Sure, yeah.

Greg, you with us? Let's hang out.

Awesome idea, Carlo.

Let's hang out.

Wow,

we try.

Oh,

you guys like black darling?

Yeah.

You.

Turner, Condon, Oleskia. Where are they?

I don't know. I saw his twin cousin Salisbury over there.

Dr.

Friedman? My therapist?

I'm a little worried about the paranoia. It's just like his father. I'm not

paranoid. Many people believe in aliens, but aliens do not exist.

Cameron. Ever since the trial, you, Lucy, and Boris have been in grave

I told you then, we're innocent.

Lucy's not the mole.

Lucy was not working with aliens. She helped us fight them off. We've all

what you're about to say, Mr. Turner. That will be all.

I'm sorry we had to put you through that.

We were in disarray.

Didn't realize the chaos was all caused by the mole. And we didn't know who that

was before today.

So who is it?

Think about it, Cameron.

Who's been watching you from the very beginning?

Keeping tabs on your every move?

Wait, you don't mean...

What kind of machine is this?

There you are. I've been looking everywhere for you.

My friends, Greg and Carlo, came and told me to get their snack.

I mean, they couldn't find their keys, so... Okay, first of all, Greg and Carlo

are not your friends, and this is a vending machine.

It doesn't take a key.

Mr. Valeska!

Ms. Cotton.

Come with me.

What did we do?

Mr. Chandler?

Mr. Chandler's in Black Dawn. He's a mole? He was one of our most trusted

members. So trusted, in fact, we sent him to Armstrong High to protect you and

Lucy. Well, he hasn't been protecting us at all. No.

It disturbs me to report that after all this time, Chandler has been betraying

our secrets. Everything we hold dear to the very aliens we swore an oath to

protect them from.

He knows they want the Olivine compound.

And now, after all this time?

He thinks that you and your friends must have it. We don't.

It doesn't matter.

You're all in danger.

Bork. Cameron, wait!

Cameron! Dr. Von Bork.

Who are you? You know who I am. I'm Dr. Von Bork.

You mustn't go. You must live. My friends need me. The planet needs you.

Okay, where are you taking us?

I know I'm going to the school, but this doesn't seem right.

Follow me.

Yeah, gee, watch it.

Have you seen Chandler? Yeah, he was acting all nuts, though. Kind of like

Oh, he was?

Yeah, he said he was looking for Lucy Condon and Forrest's twin cousin from

Russia, Salisbury.

Guess they're in some kind of trouble.

Huh?

See where they went? I don't know, man.

Get out of here, man. Chandler, he's... The principal?

Yeah, I know. He was just showing us his locker room.

Yeah, that's right. Mr. Chandler was just showing us the secret tunnel under

school.

Chandler's the Black Dawn mole. Man, we gotta go.

Bravo, you figured me out. And here I thought you were just another problem

child that I was supposed to adopt.

We don't have the olivine compound, Chandler. You're barking up the wrong

I know you don't. You're a menace, just like your father.

That's why I tried to get rid of you during the trial.

You will be sent to Orion Academy and dealt with accordingly.

What do you know about my father?

That he's a pet.

That he's... a bug on the windshield of our plants that destroy the Earth.

Just let it go, Chandler. Act like it never happened. He won't even remember

anything.

Oh!

You're a part of Black Dawn!

Okay.

What instrument are you playing?

I'm afraid you all know far too much to matriculate with the rest of your clan.

Not this time.

This is a plasma detonator.

Get in the tunnel.

Run!

What's the plan, Kim?

Running is the plan. Okay. Wait, are we in gym class? Because I am not in my gym

clothes.

Mr.

Turner, Mr.

Willard, come here.

Now.

Principal Chandler, where I come from, wherever that is, I'm pretty

sure the teachers don't push around the students or make them go into some dark,

creepy locker room or chase them around the hallways.

Now, I've met a lot of nice kids here on Armstrong High. Good, patriotic folks.

Like my good friends Greg and Carlo.

And they deserve to be treated better. We deserve it.

This amazing class has earned the right to get respect from the faculty, the

right not to be chased through these halls like animals, and the right not to

pushed into some dark, creepy locker room against their will, and most

importantly, the right to oven -loving treats in every vending machine

throughout the school.

Like your days of telling us what to do are over, Principal Chandler.

Not today, Chandler.

Not today!

Horace's twin Salisbury just kicked Chandler's butt. He should be president.

He's got my vote.

This isn't over.

Don't worry, students.

We're from the Board of Education.

And we're going to take your principal somewhere he won't be able to harm any

you.

Just one more thing to do.

Your friend should be fine.

The next time.

You come into our temple, I will personally vaporize him.

So, where is the other device?

Um,

I guess, um, those guys over there, hiding.

Yeah.

Hey, who are you guys? Hey, get off.

What are you... Daddy?

It's so hard to keep track of. Your lucky Pierce isn't here.

Now, let go.

Whoa, get off me, man. What are you doing?

We'll need to investigate this further. Come with us.

I want my lawyer. I didn't do anything.

We're innocent.

What just happened?

You wouldn't believe me if I told you, dude.

Did I win the debate?

Not exactly, but your Russian cousin seems to be tracking pretty well in the

polls. My what?

It's a long story, man.

A story that begins with Tunguska boxer shorts and then goes downhill.

I have a pair of those.

And I'm wearing them right now.

They're so soft and supportive.

Just like you two.

All right, where's that mind -wiped thing?

Because I don't want to forget I just heard that.

Dude.