MAY, 2001

Glory grinned. She nearly had both her key, and that insect of a Slayer, too.

Then, the truck hit. Hit hard. Harder than Glory had ever been hit by a pissant mortal vehicle. It carried her for hundreds and hundreds of miles. Glory later felt herself being loaded into some kind of cannon, and fired. Unable to be killed in that manner, she nonetheless knew pain. Coyote-level pain.

Back in front of its HQ carved from a mountainside, the truck, now standing on two good legs and minus its trailer, watched as the distant Glory fell through a glowing energy portal, back to the Earth she was connected to. Lacking a true mouth, he still managed to smile.

"Good Luck, Slayer."

Optimus Prime then went inside to tell Perceptor that his 'Multiversal Door' worked just fine.

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1999

Harmony stood upon her pedestal, the tiara now firmly and forever upon her head. She threw kisses to her followers.

"Cordelia was weak. She chose the nerd, instead of us. She has therefore been dumped in the trash, and there she will remain. Harmony rules the topmost social elite!"

 Her name was chanted, over and over, by those doubtless now planning to take what was hers. They never would, of course.

"This is SO my moment."

It was not to last very long. The doors of the rented hall burst wide. The air began to shift violently.  A lone woman clad in white robes floated and looked upon Harmony's reception with utter disdain and three varieties of contempt. Harmony gulped.

"Cor-Cor-delia? Is that you?"

The woman raised her right arm halfway, and opened a glowing palm.

"Here's A Hint."

Slowly, energies built up in the new woman's hand, culminating in a blinding energy blast that struck Harmony as her fellow mutineers shrieked in horror. Kendall burned to ash, and her tiara dropped to and shattered upon the ground, at first making a clanging noise as it did. The floating figure ascended to the pedestal, firing off a few more bursts as she went.

"My name is Galvaria Chase. I rule. I rule You. Any questions?"

There were none.

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2002

Angel stared at the DVD label. He was stunned.

"You go to buy 'Steel Magnolias'. You instead buy 'Transformers : The Movie'. Ok. No offense to our old pal Mister Harris, but this particular purchase I would have expected of him-not you."

Cordelia seized it back from him, shrugging.

"This movie has some moments that I find very inspirational."

She whispered as he walked away.

"You do not control me, Unicron."