Grace was sleeping on Sasha's couch because her own home was currently being sprayed for rats. Fortunately this was the night that Baltor decided not to visit her at home, because well, he'd be sprayed. Baltor may be strong, but he wasn't immune to poinsons intended solely for killing him. Grace twitched in her sleep. Sasha saw this and smirked. This meant Grace was having another one of those crazy preminitions. Sasha found a feather (She's got those laying around) and began tickling Grace's nose.

Grace darted awake. Sasha then stuck the feather in her hat and called it macaroni. "Sasha!" Grace gasped, "Something is going to happen! Hate Boy was spying on us last night! Apparently they've formed their own Anti-Coalition Coalition to fight off our Coalition while we're fighting off their Army of Hate, which is actually just the same as the Anti-Coalition Coalition. So we actually made our Coalition to fight their Anti-Coalition Coalition before it ever existed! Tomorrow we must prepare to--" before Grace could finish her statement, Sasha slapped her across he face. Nobody confused Sasha and got away with it. Not even her best friend. By the time Grace awoke she'd forgotten all about her preminition.

The next day, Sasha called a meeting for the Fabulous Five. Everyone showed up, fortunately. There was really no reason for the meeting, but Sasha always liked to see her friends. And these were her closest friends. Tyrant showed up earlier than everyone else, though nobody noticed him. Then Baltor and then Puttynut. Grace had again stayed with Sasha because her house was still being sprayed.

About halfway through the meeting (There really was no "halfway" because a length had never actually been decided upon. So we'll just agree with "Two hours into the meeting") there was a knock on the door. Baltor answered it and found himself face-to-face with a mirror image of himself. Neither he nor Fuz moved an inch. This caught them both by surprised because they had each already forgotten about the other. Finally Fuz let out a high-pitched scream that sent Baltor tumbling backwards and threw Puttynut out a window. Gonzo and Skippy were at the door in an instant. Not far behind them was Hate Boy.

"So this is the secret hideout of the so-called Fabulous Five," said Skippy, "We'll just be confiscating this if you don't mind." The three members of the FFH and Hate Boy stepped inside, uninvited of course. Puttynut stepped in from behind them. Hate Boy sensed this immediately and turned around, grabbing Puttynut by the throat. He threw him to Gonzo, who caught him and then tied him around a barstool.

Fuz kicked Baltor while he was still on the ground. Baltor didn't respond in anyway, so Fuz moved on to the next nearest target, which was Tyrant. Tyrant was a fairly easy opponent. Fuz was able to flick him in the nose and render him unconscious and helpless. Hate Boy lept at Grace and wrapped his little suction-like paws around her throat. He was much stronger than she was, and she too was unconscious within seconds.

This wasn't looking good for the Fabulous Five, and unfortunately it doesn't get any better for the rest of the Prologue. Gonzo and Skippy both ran to Sasha and tackled her. They began hitting her in the head and stomach as hard as was humanly possible. Sasha was tough, but not that tough. She was curled up in a tight ball against the wall by the time the FFH and Hate Boy left.

By the time everyone was conscious again and fully-functionable, they sat gathered in a circle in the center of Sasha's bedroom floor. Tyrant let out a small "eee" sound which nobody heard. He did it again. And again, but no no avail either time. Finally he jumped up and started throwing a fit. Unfortunately for him, nobody knew what he was saying. Frankly, nobody cared, because they'd just been beaten by a team smaller than their own. Tyrant wiped a tear from his eye and then ran out of the apartment. Though the rest of the Fabulous Five would never know, Tyrant had been spying on the FFH ever since they were formed. He knew everything that would happen and how it would happen. He had been warning the Fabulous Five about it, but for all he could care, nobody even knew he existed.

With Tyrant out of the Fabulous Five, they were down to only four. Which meant the Fabulous Five was no more. And without the Fabulous Five, there was no FFH club. Everybody from the Coalition and the Anti-Coalition Coalition went their separate ways, much like the Beatles did. The horror was over. Santa Fe was now safe, so in a way the Fabulous Five were the victors, having gotten rid of the FFH, and since the FFH was the same as Satan's Army of Evil, they'd gotten rid of them too.

Little did everyone on both sides know, though, something would happen fourteen years later that would cause everything to start all over again. Maybe it's a good thing, or perhaps a bad thing. Nobody would know until it happened.

Continue on to Episode I: It Happens