With Brothers Like These...

Somewhere, in another dimension, there is a gang war. One of these members of one of these gangs, is W1LL14M-00, otherwise known as "Will" He is being tasked by his leader to kidnap the Pink Scar's leader's daughter. After the task was given to the grey metallic skinned robot, and other two mobsters, he grabbed a rock.

Will: So, fellas, what's the mission?

Mobster Boy: Didn't you listen to our leader? He said that we have to capture the Pink Scar's leader's daughter.

Will: Come again?

Mobster Boy: He said that we have to capture the Pink Scar's leader's daughter.

Will: I couldn't hear ya, are you talking quietly?

Mobster Boy: I SAID WE HAVE TO CAPTURE THE PINK SCAR'S LEADER'S DAUGHTER, DARN IT!

Will's mouth switched from a negative expression to a grin.

Will: PFFT, HAHAHAHAHA! I never get tired of this.

Mobster Girl: Shall we begin?

Will: Of course, dearie... Wink wink.

Will closed one of his orange glowing eyes, winking at the girl.

Will: After this it's time to do my promise, shall we?

Mobster Girl: Oh, looking forward to it, Will.

Meanwhile, Synthwave and Farshtey arrive in a dimension known for having a lot of criminals, dirty cops, and a quick day to night transition. Synthwave then finds some cuffs on the street and picks them up.

Synthwave: Neon Oir City... I've heard a lot of things about it.

A criminal is approaching Synthwave with a knife and then Synthwave punches him.

Farshtey: What did you hear about it?

Synthwave: Let's just say... It's a very rotten dimension.

Farshtey: Look out!

Another criminal is seen in the air trying to stab Synthwave but Farshtey shoots his hands. The criminal, with its hands hurt by the blast of the hand cannon.

Farshtey: Hold still, you OUTLAW!

Synthwave: Actually, the law here is quite useless, so... It's no use.

Farshtey: Hmph. Alright, shall we start to help out other people?

Synthwave: If they don't try to take advantage of us.

Then both of them walk in the city when suddenly... Synthwave sees a truck, with the medium sized robot with a brown cowboy hat with a red band and worn down brown clothes and the other mobsters going inside a house.

Synthwave: Huh, it seems that there are other robot cowboys out here.

Farshtey: Really? Lawful or Unlawful?

Synthwave: We're about to find out.

Then they both went inside, and they saw members of the Pink Scars unconscious, with a lot of chaotic sounds and the sounds of a little girl crying hearing way more forward over there.

Meanwhile, downstairs, the criminals are preparing the chloroform.

Farshtey: Don't worry little ma'am, I'll be on my way!

Will: Wait a second... That voice... Could it be?

Then Farshtey trips over a rock, and falls hitting the stairs.

Farshtey: OUCH, SON OF A GUN!

Then Farshtey gets up... And sees the orange eyed, outdated robot. Both of the robot's eyebrows went up.

Farshtey: WILL?!

Will: FARSH?! Oh, I've missed you so much!

Farshtey: You've lost the right to call me "Farsh" a long time ago... Brother.

Will: Ok, Farsh!

Farshtey: WHY YOU-

Will, being far from him, then proceeds to shoot Farshtey's foot with his orange guns, making him dance.

Will: PFFT... HEHEHEHEHE... I forgot how FUNNY this was!

Farshtey: IT'S NOT FUNNY, YOU STUPID-

Farshtey then shoots Will, but Will dodges the attack.

Will: Look, little brother, I am kind of busy trying to... You know, what I was programmed to do since I was created to do THAT in the first place, if ya know what I mean... But please stick around in this city! It's been a long time since I had fun with you... Midget brother.

Farshtey: CALL ME A MIDGET AT YOUR OWN PERIL!

Farshtey then runs trying to punch him, but Will dodges the attack, making Farshtey's head go through a wall. The girl sees his face.

Mobster Girl: Will? Why are you...

Will: Ma'am, this is my little brother Farshtey, Farshtey, ma'am. Anyway, let 's go.

Then the three criminals alongside the chloroformed child get out of the window.

Farshtey: Someday... You will be mine... Will... Did I just say "Will" twice?

Farshtey gets his head out of the wall and falls on his butt, then he gets upstairs only to see Synthwave still fighting against the mobsters.

Synthwave: Hurm, if this dimension is that dangerous, maybe I'm interested in coming here often.

Farshtey: Kid... They got away. With a little girl.

Synthwave: You look... Kind of unenergetic compared to usual. What 's wrong?

Farshtey: WILL.

Then the two are walking back to the RV while occasionally hitting a wild criminal that's coming to attack them.

Synthwave: Wait, I think I've heard the name "Will" before from your mouth, so he's your brother?

Farshtey: Much to my dismay. Words cannot describe how much I...

Synthwave: It must be awful to have a big brother jerk.

Farshtey: It seems that he was always like this from the very beginning. You see... If... I remember correctly, or things DID happen correctly, my creator was working unwillingly for some outlaws. He seemed to be their weapons creator, I think. But one day, he proposed to his team a robot that would help them out with their illegal stuff: W1LL14M-00. Unknown to them was... He was designed to betray them. Again, I think. But little did he know that, eventually, he would betray us too... And little did he know that he would be cursed to behave like an ANNOYING AS HECK SON OF A GUN!

Then both of them finally arrive at the RV.

Synthwave: Alright, we have to stop them...

And they come inside and they see a lot of criminals doing vandalism in the RV.

Synthwave: But first...

Meanwhile, on the truck, Will is sharing pictures to his comrades about most bad times that Farshtey went through.

Will: Anyway, that was my last prank on him... Such good times.

Mobster Boy: Ok, now what should we do with this little girl?

Will points his gun to the mobsters, one of them was driving a car.

Will: Oh, allow me! Please stop the truck.

Mobster Girl: Will? What are you doing?

Will: Oh, I'm going to take this girl just by myself.

Mobster Boy: Why?

Will: I figured... What would happen if just now... The two sides of this little civil war you have started to hate me? It would be entertaining to see.

Mobster Girl: But... You promised me we would do-

Will: OH! YOU ACTUALLY THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO DO THAT? My! You're quite easy to fool! Now get out... I want to do this.

The mobsters got out of the truck, with a nervous face with them. Will then drives away.

Will: PFFT... HAHAHAHAHAHA!

Meanwhile Synthwave and Farshtey are following the truck.

Farshtey: Will... Beware, you know of all people that once I see an outlaw... I will never stop.

Will, alongside the chloroformed child, goes inside the chemical factory, and ties her up to a machine that would slowly descend her into the chemicals.

Will: Hmm... Let's see if he's out there.

Will then goes out and sees Farshtey with Synthwave.

Farshtey: Hands where I can see them, Will!

Will: Wait! Wait! I forgot my guns somewhere, I don't have them!

Farshtey: Wait, you don't?

Synthwave: Farshtey, he's-

Then Will gets closer and kicks Farshtey.

Farshtey: Why? WHY DO I KEEP FALLING FOR THESE TRICKS?!

Synthwave: So you're Farshtey's brother... Hurm.

Will: In the metallic flesh!

Synthwave: Interesting, judging from what Farsh told me, you already betrayed that team?

Will: That's right, YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN THEIR FACES!

Farshtey: Kid! Leave him to me!

Synthwave: Got it.

Then Synthwave goes inside, and Farshtey and Will stare at each other... Preparing themselves to draw. Farshtey shoots first, but Will dodges and shoots to a metallic gate with the bullet bouncing to Farshtey's back, with him falling on his face.

Farshtey: OUCH! Right... I forgot you had excellent shooting abilities.

Will: I never lost the touch... And neither did you.

Farshtey then jumps to Will's face grabbing him and punching him. Then Will throws Farshtey and he lands inside a trash can. Will then looks at a hand clock.

Will: Ok! You failed, little brother!

Farshtey: What do you mean?

Will: Oh, simple... Remember that child? She submerged into a vat of acid! She's going to become crazy! AND EVERYONE WILL BE JOINING AGAINST ME!

Farshtey: Oh... No...

Then Synthwave walks with the child unharmed.

Will: You see? Your anger is a curse to others... And a gift to me. Thanks to it, you forgot that you were supposed to save people because I entered your life again.

Farshtey: Why do you have to be like this? So sadistic? Huh? ANSWER ME!

Will: Simple... I was quote on quote "Cursed" by this personality of mine. I can't help to see other people getting angry! And you, Farsh, can't help but get angry. We are both meant to be like this, accidentally, or not.

Child: Um... You do realize that I am here, right?

Farshtey: Not now ma'am! I am trying to see HOW is he capable of killing a-

Then he stops.

Farshtey: Ma'am? You're ok?

Child: Mmhmm!

Synthwave: Glad to help.

Will: Alright, first of all... Killing someone so young? Geez, I am an outlaw, not a monster! I made sure the acid wasn't fatal! Second of all... Imagine what would have happened if you were all on your own, and you didn't had him by your si-

Farshtey then shoots his face and Will's head goes off and lands far from him.

Will: OUCH! Do ya know how hard it is for my body to move without my head?

Synthwave then puts the cuffs on Will's hands. Will's head bops away from them until he's out of their sight.

Will: I'LL SEE YA NEXT TIME, FARSH! Well... Until I get that body back! I promise!

Farshtey: HEY! WHERE DID YOU GO?!

Synthwave and Farshtey tried to find him, but couldn't. After the little girl was safely returned to her mothers, they returned to the RV. Synthwave could have fought against the Pink Scars then, but he didn't feel like it.

Farshtey: Kid... Thanks.

Synthwave: For what?

Farshtey: For saving that little girl while I was busy with Will.

Synthwave: Anytime.

Farshtey: But... What could have happened if I did it solo? I am so mad at Will that... I forgot to save someone.

Synthwave: Welcome to my world, Farsh. Well... Kind of... Kind of.

Meanwhile in another dimension, a weird thief is carefully analyzing what his next move will be. He prepares his cards, and later...