It was a peaceful day in Santa Fe, New Mexico. Down on Gobi St. a tiny boy was playing "fetch" with a puppy. Unbeknownst to the puppy, this boy would someday become Skippy, a power-thirsty maniac who would one day bring upon the near-destruction of all of Santa Fe. Unbeknownst to the boy, whose name at the moment was simply Pete, this dog was really not a dog at all. He was, in fact, Baltor, the world-famous spy-rat. So the two embraced their ignorances and continued to play fetch.

Meanwhile, about four hundred yards away, a fairly heavyset man in a yellow raincoat (It wasn't raining at the moment. In fact, it never rained in this part of Santa Fe. It was practically always sunny and quite hot) pulled a different small child (Different from Pete, the afore-mentioned small child) in a bright red wagon. This child's name was Gonzo (What cruel parents he belonged to) and he happened to be Pete's longtime arch-nemesis. The two had hated each other ever since the bomb scare two years earlier. Little did they know, they would one day (Within the next three days) join together and try to take over the world. Santa Fe, at least. And then maybe Albequerque.

At the same time, four hundred yards from Pete and Baltor and four hundred yards from the Yellow Man and Gonzo, a Canadian man with a thick accent was busy putting the moves on Sasha, a cute brunette. Neither of them knew that they would eventually be sworn enemies simply because of Pete and Gonzo's evil plan (The evil plan hadn't been formed by this point, of course, but you may expect it by Episode I). So the Candian, Nigel, continued to tell Sasha how beautiful her hair was, "eh?"

You may say that this was a wrong place/wrong time situation, but with these three groupings of key characters to this story in their specific spots, each four hundred yards away from the next, they somehow triggered the Portal to the Underworld to appear in the center of the three groups. Not a single one of them saw this coming. None of them saw it happening, and so they continued on with their activities.

Out of the Portal hopped a tiny demon. He stood naked at about two feet and six inches high. His skin was a pale orange color, and he was somewhat scaly. Not as scaly as Satan himself, of course, but scaly enough to scare people. This was Hate Boy. The Messenger of the Underworld. In his hand he held a scroll, bound with a little blue ribbon. It was time.

Hate Boy ran to the nearest group of people (Which actually wasn't the nearest, persay, because they were all of equal distance from the portal he hopped out of). The first he came upon was Gonzo and the Yellow Man. The Yellow Man took one look at this somewhat scaly demon thing and fainted. Gonzo just sort of stared at him, his eyes glazing over and a bit of drool gathering in the corner of his lip. Hate Boy opened his scroll and began reading aloud. "To all who can hear and see me, my lord Satan commands you to follow me to your destiny." There was a lot more to be said after that, but I don't feel like going into it. He then opened a napsack which Gonzo immediately lept into. Hate Boy closed his scroll and began walking in the direction of Pete and Baltor.

When he showed up, Baltor squealed and dug himself into a nice cozy hole. He then proceeded to bury himself and was finished by the time Hate Boy began his schpiel. Pete reacted in much the same way as Gonzo, and so he, too, ended up inside the napsack with his enemy. Hate Boy slung the napsack over his shoulder and strolled over toward Nigel and Sasha.

Nigel, with eyes as large as the next Canadian's, was able to spot Hate Boy from a mile away (What seemed like a mile was really only about fifty yards). But by the time Hate Boy arrived, Nigel had already swept Sasha away into his house to avoid the scary scaly demon thing. As luck would have it, though, a small rat-thing happened to be skipping by on the sidewalk while whistling to himself. He overheard Hate Boy reading the scroll though, and hopped over and into the open napsack. What a surprise it would be to Baltor, to hear that his brother Fuz had just been taken away.

Hate Boy carried the napsack back to the Portal to the Underworld, whereapon he opened it up. Three pathetic-looking bodies fell in front of him. He gave a whistle and each one of them was standing in attention. "Listen, you pathetic earth-types... My supreme lord Satan has commanded me to build a hellish army. You lucky three will be the first to join this army. Once said army is large and powerful enough, you will be released into Santa Fe with the simple orders to destroy and kill everything you see. Do you understand?" The three could do nothing but let out a sort of gurgling sound from the depths of their throats. They were in some kind of trance, or shock. Or maybe they were just idiots. Either way, Hate Boy took this gurgling offensively and scooped them all back into the napsack before jumping into the Portal.

Continue on to Prologue III: A Coalition Is Formed