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- [Announcer] Ultraforce!
(exciting music)
Ultraforce!
(growling)
(booming)
(whooshing)
Ultraforce!
(eerie music)
(upbeat music)
(sirens wailing)
(grunting)
- Aladdin One to Aladdin Two.
I'm in pursuit of ultra subject Eric Montrose.
Northbound, Avenue D and Elm Street.
(panting)
Freeze, Montrose.
- I'm not going.
(grunting)
(laser firing)
- Don't make me hurt you.
Surrender, you have no choice.
- How about I make you the same offer?
- Don't interfere, this doesn't concern you.
- Yes it does, now start talking.
Who are you and what do you want with him?
- Slow down, Prime, we're from Aladdin, a government agency.
- Aladdin, haven't you got anything better to do
than pick on kids?
- He's infected with a strain of rogue DNA.
- I feel fine.
You're an ultra, don't let them take me.
- Listen, Prime, Eric's condition
could make him snap without warning.
He could suddenly use his ultra powers to hurt someone,
or even people he loves.
- So what do you mean?
You're gonna lock him up forever?
(groaning)
- No, but General Rayder's orders are to take Eric
back to Aladdin where he'll be treated.
- What do you say?
He seems okay, but it's your call.
- I get so angry, like I'm gonna blow it big.
- We can help you, Eric.
You'll be well in no time.
Hey, I'm just glad an ultra like you isn't infected.
- [Mom] Kevin, what do you mean I can't come in?
First you're late, then you sneak into your room.
Kevin, what is going on?
- I'm sorry, mom, I didn't sneak in.
I've been going in and out of the back door.
I'm cleaning my room.
(groaning)
Ratatouille?
Mom, you know I hate eggplant.
- I worked all afternoon making that dish.
You're eating it or you're getting nothing.
- Fine, nothing.
- Kevin, you get back here.
You're grounded.
(sighing)
What's happening to us?
(upbeat music)
- [Aladdin One] This is Aladdin One reporting back
with ultra subject Eric Montrose.
- [Mom] I don't know what to do with him anymore, Judy.
- Huh?
- [Mom] He's so angry all the time.
And he's always disappearing.
- Jeez, why can't she just get off my case?
If she'd only leave me alone.
(groaning)
Oh man, not now.
(grunting)
- It's Prime time.
- [Reporter] And in other news,
more of these strange new ultras
are appearing around the world
exhibiting superhuman abilities.
Scientists still remain baffled by this ultra phenomenon.
- Queen takes rook.
Check.
- [Prime] Hardcase, I need to talk to you.
- Hardcase is busy losing to the Queen of Gwendor.
- Look who's here.
I need a good laugh after the evening news.
- That ought to be easy for you,
just look in a mirror, tin-head.
- Who are you calling...
- Hush, Proto, I want to hear this.
(grunting)
- That's correct, Ted, research has discovered
a strain of DNA which can turn any ultra
into a berserk killing machine.
Originally I thought all ultras were infected,
but scientists from Aladdin have narrowed it
down to specific carriers.
- The good news is that we've found a cure,
but it's imperative that all ultras contacted
by our agents turn themselves over to the local authorities.
Their condition places the lives
of everyone around them in extreme danger.
- Lieutenant Jameson reporting,
sir, with ultra Eric Montrose.
- Dismissed.
Welcome, Eric.
Come over here.
- Why am I here?
I'm not sick.
- But I am.
And I need you to cure a disease
which has plagued me for centuries.
- General Rayder?
(screaming)
(grunting)
No.
- I need your strength, ultra.
- General Rayder, please, help me.
- I'm sorry.
It is my master, Rune, he--
- Rayder no longer controls Aladdin.
I do.
He's just a hologram now.
Just a ghost in the machine, and no one,
no one knows I now hold the reigns
so that I may attract my prey.
(grunting)
- I'm nobody's prey.
- Most refreshing.
- No, no.
No.
(hissing)
- I beg you, Rune, now that you're strong,
let this horror cease.
Go back to where you came from.
(gears whirring)
- I am stronger, yes, but not yet cured.
When this one recovers, I shall feed again.
And now I require you to summon the ultra
we discussed earlier, the one ultra who is a result
of a government experiment, whose life essence
can empower me, heal me, cure me, the one they call Prime.
- The collection team is en route to your ship.
We have every hope for his complete recovery.
- Whose complete recovery?
- Your recovery, Prime.
Sorry, kid, you're a carrier of the mutated DNA.
- No, I can't be.
(grunting)
- Come on, Prime.
They want to cure you.
- But you hate Aladdin,
you said the Squad never trusted them.
- That was a long time ago, Prime.
Rayder may have the ethics of a shark,
but he does know his science.
- And he's not out to wipe ultras
off the face of the planet.
- You think I'm gonna go nuts and hurt you guys?
(grunting)
- What would give us that idea?
- [Jameson] Aladdin capture team requests permission
to come aboard.
- They're not gonna take me.
- I'm sorry, Prime, this is for your own good.
(grunting)
- Hardcase, don't let them take me.
- I'm coming with you.
- Our orders won't permit it, sir.
- And if I insist?
- That won't be necessary.
General Rayder has guaranteed Prime's safety.
Surely you don't intend to jeopardize
the rest of Ultraforce over this.
- Hang in there, kid, it's gonna be okay.
(shouting)
(whooshing)
- Does this really work?
- General Rayder says it's nearly 100% effective.
- Come in, Prime, I've been waiting
for you with great eagerness.
- With great eagerness indeed.
(grunting)
(screaming)
(growling)
(grunting)
Your Dr. Gross has treated a rare confection.
- Who's he?
- I shall dine well tonight.
(shouting)
- What are you?
(cackling)
- You humans have such a poor grasp of these things.
You'd call me a vampire.
- A vampire.
Like, like...
- Like dinner.
I hunger, feed me, cure me.
(groaning)
(hissing)
(panting)
- A vampire.
After me?
I have to become Prime again.
If I just concentrate...
- What marvel is this?
It indeed possesses the power to cure.
- I can't shake the feeling, Topaz.
There's something wrong with Rayder
and this mutated DNA thing.
- Is this a case of men's intuition?
- Hey, I don't need any of your...
Sorry, it's just Prime trusts me.
If anything goes wrong--
- You are suspicious of these Aladdins?
Then perhaps we should make sure nothing does go wrong.
- Good idea.
But I'll go alone.
- The Queen of Gwendor does not--
- Topaz, I don't want everyone involved.
I'll force it.
(grunting)
- Men, what do they know?
(mooing)
(screaming)
(grunting)
(beeping)
- Your outer covering was most nourishing, little friend.
I salivate to think what delights your inner core must hold.
I shall find you soon enough.
- Calm down, Kevin, you've gotta turn back into Prime.
Don't be scared, Prime is never scared.
Stay away from me.
(laughing)
- Hardcase, Hardcase, please.
Please, you must help while his control over me is weakened.
- General Rayder?
Whose control?
- Rune, while he searches for prey.
(shouting)
(upbeat music)
(lasers firing)
(grunting)
- I would have preferred hand-to-hand combat,
but by the time I was done,
I might have had to scrape you up off the floor.
And the Queen of Gwendor does not do floors.
- Please, I need your help, there's not much time.
- Rayder, where's Prime?
So help me, if you've hurt him--
- I haven't hurt anybody, Hardcase.
It's the thing that controls me
that you've gotta worry about.
- Rune?
- Yes, it's an ancient vampire.
We wanted to study him.
He's taken over the whole place
but I'm the only one who knows.
And this ultra DNA thing, it's Rune's idea
to get ultras to feed on.
- Oh no, Prime.
- I'm breaking up.
Hurry, follow the lights and be careful.
You'll get one chance if you're lucky.
- Rayder, wait a second...
- Look, the lights.
(tense music)
- There you are.
I hunger.
I shall suck the life force from your bones.
I shall feast and be cured forever.
- No.
I won't let you.
I gotta turn back into Prime.
- You forgot about me, Rune.
(laughing)
- Forgive my oversight, my sniveling slave.
- No.
(screaming)
(growling)
- [Rune] I shall find you.
- Eric.
He's been absorbing your energy too, and all of them?
Then that psycho killer DNA thing was a lie.
That I'd hurt my mom was nothing
but a scam to sucker me here?
- There you are, my young sapling.
This time there will be no interruptions.
- Nobody calls Prime a sap.
It's Prime time, fang-boy.
(grunting)
(metallic booming)
Hardcase, there's nothing wrong with anyone's DNA.
It's a scam to--
- We know, that's why we're here.
(groaning)
- Back for more, bat-breath?
- I am Rune, Prince of Void, Death Lord.
I have exterminated entire races from existence,
reduced worlds to ash while your kind
was still crawling up out trying to light your first fire.
- Rune, oh you...
(laughing)
- Such nourishment.
A banquet feast.
- No, Topaz, he'll just absorb it and grow stronger.
(shouting)
(hissing)
(grunting)
- Your essence is most invigorating.
- You foul wretch.
No one touches the Queen of Gwendor.
- You heard the lady.
(screaming)
Come on, let's finish him off.
(laughing)
(screaming)
(grunting)
- Hardcase, wait.
There is only one way to beat him,
shatter the glowing stones around his neck,
especially the green one.
- Consider it done.
- If Prime can't beat him, who can?
- [Rune] At last.
(hissing)
- [Prime] No!
(groaning)
- Wait your turn, impatient one.
The Death Lord shall feast on you next.
(gasping)
(screaming)
No!
(zapping and booming)
- I am free of you forever.
You have used me for the last time.
- You shall never destroy me.
- But without Prime's essence, you will never be cured.
(screaming)
(thunder roaring)
- Who's your friend?
- Name's Eric Montrose, but till you guys showed up,
I thought it was Baked Montrose.
(laughing)
(gasping)
- A five star general vanishes.
You ultras stepped in real deep this time.
And you're going to pay.
- Oh I doubt that, general.
I monitored the whole incident back in my ship.
Shall I let the networks get a glimpse
of what really goes on inside Aladdin?
- We've all been duped here, general.
Can't we just call it even?
- Hm.
Very well.
Now get off my base before I have you blasted off.
Move it.
Now.
- [Prime] Want a ride?
- Do I ever.
My mom's never gonna believe all this.
- Nope, most moms wouldn't.
- You are a good warrior, Hardcase, and also a good friend.
- The Queen of Gwendor is a wise woman, as usual.
For me, a mere male?
I'm deeply honored.
(screaming)
(growling and hissing)
(upbeat music)
* Ultraforce
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