(Scourge walked through the shadows of Moebius... He had a serious expression as he clenched his fists, remembering how he escaped the jail with the Destructix. He cleaned the dust in his clothes and sighed deeply, thinking of a plan to take over Moebius and Mobius again after that talk with Fiona.)

"What should I do now..." Scourge said to himself with a frustrated but confident tone. He rubbed the back of his neck, sitting on a box that was in an alleyway..