In the city of Tokyo, Japan, a man was running persistently through a forest. He was talking into a transiever in his ear. “Miaku!! Shouldn't you have completed your mission by now? The boss is getting impatient.” “Keep your pants on, Stewart. The Pyrokenics I'm looking for have teleported on me. Think you can get me a location?” “Hm... Yes, ah, I see. The location is...” Miaku sighed. “England. Why is it always England?”

Xast woke up on the same cold bench he fell asleep on. It was still Easter, no doubt. He sighed and sat up. Time to keep moving. He turned a corner and there it was. The biggest spider he had ever seen. Five feet tall. Black as the new moon. Then, more came scuttling from behind it. Now, there were about eight. Xast uttered some curse words under his breath. One lunged at him. Xast, lightning quick, flipped around the corner and ran. 'Why is it always me?' he thought. He grabbed a trashcan lid and threw it like a frisbee. It hit one of them. Squished it like a bug. This only seemed to anger the others. They picked up pace. Then he heard a voice. “Need a hand, dude?” “Yes, as a matter of fact!!” he yelled. “Here, catch.” Suddenly, a crowbar flew at Xast. He caught it, and turned and whacked three of the spiders into a building across the street. Still four more to go. Xast continued whacking frantically until the last spider grabbed the crowbar in its mouth and... Ate it? “Need another hand?” the man threw a bomb it looked like with goop on it. Xast took it, jumped over the spider, and slapped the goopy bomb on its back. The explosion splattered spider guts all over the two of them. “Aw, sick!!”