The Saga of Bagman

A Story by Bagmannu

"A thrilling and incredible story" - Colanis Times

The Saga of Bagman

Written by:
Bonneman123

Chapter 1

Hero of the Entirety of the Galactic Universe

My name is Bagman, and my duty in this world is to bag the scum of Earth and the entirety of the galactic universe. This world demands a saviour, and I got this. I shall bag any wild running goblin or degenerate scum roaming the streets. That shall be my mission.

The story as to how I became known as Bagman, the Hero of the Entirety of the Galactic Universe (and space time (and more)), is quite an intriguing one, if I must say so myself. It all started with me falling into a deep depression. The cause of this depression is still unknown; however, it ended the day my beloved partner Partnerman was lethally killed. The perpetrator of this horrific tragedy was none other than the super space villain, Shankman. Not a single day goes by without me thinking about that day. I shall never rest, nor shall I ever stop my hunt, for my mission, is to one day, or one hour, or even a minute, bag Shankman. Never will he feel safe as long as I am alive. I dream of the day I can carry his bag out to the Field of Negative Vibes. There shall be his resting place, however, he shall find no rest, only negativity. Cause I’m all about them positive vibes, you know.

Shankman would obviously not show up out of thin air and ask me to bag him, no, I will have to hunt him down if I ever want to avenge my beloved Partnerman. The past few months, I have tirelessly, continuously, regularly, over and over, studied him. There is not a single detail about this man that I do not know. I will destroy him no matter what, even if it costs me my own life.

As I am quite new to this whole Hero of the Entirety of the Galactic Universe ordeal, I figured perhaps it wouldn’t be too bad of an idea to get an assistant. Her first name is One, her first middle name is Tap, her second middle name is Wo, and her surname is Man. Yes, that’s right, my personal assistant is none other than the infamous one tapper, One Tap Wo Man. She is quite honestly not that great. Quite annoying, in fact. Whenever we go to bag meets to discuss topics such as grocery bags, reusable bags, body bags, poop bags and all sorts of bags, she always refers to herself as Assistant Hero of the Entirety of the Galactic Universe, although her title is clearly Assistant to the Hero of the Entirety of the Galactic Universe. Despite her many flaws, she has some positive sides too, like the fact that she is an extraordinary one tapper, meaning that she will tap her opponent with her finger and knock them out. Although this type of martial arts is not particularly wide spread, it is incredibly powerful if the wielder is skilled. Unluckily for me, though, One Tap Wo Man is only a white belt.

The story as to how One Tap Wo Man became the Assistant to the Hero of the Entirety of the Galactic Universe, is not as interesting as the story of how I became Bagman, but a story worth mentioning nonetheless. Her story revolves around her pet moth being killed by a speeding car. This car turned out to be registered to none other than Shankman. Ever since that fateful day, she has gone by the name of One Tap Wo Man and have had the same mission as me, minus the part of being Hero of the Entirety of the Galactic Universe. We have been best mates for a while now, even going as far as to have a glass of ice tea together sometimes, but we never forget our ultimate mission.

Despite our relationship becoming stronger by the millisecond, and our strives to bond and get to know each other, we never take a day off work. No, every single day, we roam the streets of the Galactic Universe with my infamous Bagmobile. It wasn’t until recently that we finally got hold of a reliable source, who gave us a pretty good lead as to where we could find this Shankman. The source was none other than Chickenman, God of Chickens. He was doing his daily ritual Cleansing of Chickens in the Field of Positive Vibes. That’s when out of the blue, one of his holy eggs were stolen by Shankman! This was absolutely outrageous, as not only did he steal a holy egg, but he even trespassed into the Field of Positive Vibes, where only the truly worthy may enter. Negative haters such as Shankman would never be worthy of entering such a holy place. That is why Chickenman decided his only option was to call upon the Hero of the Entirety of the Galactic Universe and his assistant to ask for our help, and to also help us by giving us a lead as to where he was headed. He met us at the gates of the Field of Positive Vibes, where he gave us nothing but an envelope with leads. One Tap Wo Man obviously wanted to sneak a peak at the letter, however, this was classified information only to be read by the Hero of the Entirety of the Galactic Universe, certainly not his assistant.

Chapter 2

The Degenerate City of Colanis

The lead pointed us only to one location, and one location only; the centre of the black market and homestead of villains and dirty criminals; Colanis. It all made sense, why else would Shankman steal a holy chicken egg from Chickenman if it wasn’t to sell it at the black market for a hefty sum. The travel was long, even for the Bagmobile. We even had to travel through the Tunnel of Narrow Mindedness to reach Colanis. Truly a scary trip. Anyone who’s narrow minded are doomed to forever roam the tunnel if they dare enter. We eventually did see a light at the end of the tunnel, though, and reached our destination. It was as the rumours said. Poor, scummy and worn down at the outskirts, with a huge massive tower in the centre, which actually looked quite up to par with modern architecture. Quite the feat for scummy villains.

There was only one person we could trust in this degenerate city; Hesusman. He had a little palace all for himself, protected by a number of spells and security systems. As we entered, however, we noticed that he didn’t seem too pleased to see us. We stepped up towards his throne, where One Tap Wo Man kneeled. What a noob, I thought to myself, as I remained standing. I am the Hero of the Entirety of the Galactic Universe after all, I don’t kneel for anyone.

“What on Colanis are you doing here? Do you have any idea what your presence means for my safety?” Hesusman spoke, quite upset. Why he was so upset, is still a mystery to me. I mean, he got to meet the Hero of the Entirety of the Galactic Universe, he should be over the moon. Nevertheless, he let out a sigh before continuing.
“Your presence here puts me at great risk. Shankman is the leader of Colanis, if he found out you were here, not even the most high-tech security systems would stop him from shanking me.” He said.
“You need not worry, for I am the Hero of the Entirety of the Galactic Universe, and shall keep you safe if such a thing were to ever occur. All I’ve come here for is to seek out the home address of Shankman.” I said, speaking with both authority and might.
“Well what do you think? Have you tried the large tower sticking up in the middle of the city nicknamed the ‘Shank Tower’ which only a leader or very rich person would be able to afford?” Hesusman said with a hint of annoyance to his voice.
“No, but I will! Thank you for your wise advice, Hesusman. We shall take our leave now.” Bagman said, as both him and One Tap Wo Man left the facility.

It was truly astonishing how wise and intelligent Hesusman was. Shank Tower, to think that he managed to crack the code and find out that Shankman lived there was almost unbelievable. He would have to repay him some other day, but now, back to the Bagmobile and straight to the Shank Tower!

With lightning speed, they zoomed through the muscular streets of Colanis, heading right for the city centre. This was undoubtedly the headquarters of the supervillain Shankman. As they pulled up by the entrance, they saw the text above the front doors, in large golden letters, it said; ‘Shank Tower’ ‘Headquarters of Shankman’. Surely this was the place.

They didn’t bother knocking, or ringing the doorbell, no. One Tap Wo Man whipped out her finger and tapped the door open with ease. The two entered the building, walking up to the receptionist.
“Excuse me, which floor can I find Shankman?” Bagman asked.
“Hallo ja, das would be zhe 81^st floor.” The German sounding receptionist answered with a German accent.
We returned no smile, and simply nodded and headed for the elevator. Smiling was a sign of weakness, after all, and we do not deal in weakness. Showing dominance is key.

As we enjoyed the cushy and snug elevator ride, it was like a bed of roses, playing calm and relaxing gangster rap. We were traveling up the elevator shaft at an incredible average speed, and before we could start a conversation, we reached the 81^st floor. With an enormous speed, we dashed out of the elevator, ready for battle. However, we were not met by Shankman, no, far from it. We were met by the infamous Grand Wizard; Richard. This would certainly not be an easy battle, for Richard was known around the Galactic Universe as the grandest Grand Wizard, who also happened to be a grand grandparent. As the Hero of the Entirety of the Galactic Universe, no matter the enemy, I could never back down.
“Grand Wizard Richard! Surrender now, and I shall spare you your life!” Bagman shouted with power surging through the audio waves emitting from his throat.
“Oi mate, can’t ye see I’m busy ‘ere?” the grand Grand Wizard said with an upside-down accent.
After closer inspection, he was indeed busy. The powerful master wizard was performing his daily traditional ritual; yoga. There are only a few Galactically Universal rules, and one of them, is to never disturb a man while he’s performing the yoga ritual.

With a quick bow of our heads, we passed the Grand Wizard. He was no match for us. Easy for us. With no other obstacles, we walked down the hallway to the main office; the Shank Office. The double doors were closed, it seemed they were expecting us. One Tap Wo Man showed no fear, however, and quickly whipped her finger out to tap the doors open. With a powerful and elegant stance, she lined her finger up with the crack in the middle of the two doors and tapped it as hard as she could, yelling; “HYAAH!!” �" however, the door was protected by some sort of magic. This magic was so strong, that a carefully prepared and perfectly executed super tap couldn’t penetrate it. This seemed to be a task for the Hero of the Entirety of the Galactic Universe. After further inspection, it seemed the door’s protective spell was written on the handle. It seemed that Shankman wasn’t as clever as he thought, leaving the spell name in the open for anyone to read like that. On the handles, the spell spelled out; “PULL”

Surging with confidence, Bagman gave One Tap Wo Man a smug wink, as he had encountered many pull door protection spells before. With a firm grip, he grabbed the handle of the door, and pulled it towards him, opening it up for them to walk in. One Tap Wo Man started drooling a little in awe; he was truly a hero, with a skillset far greater than that of her own. The Hero of the Entirety of the Galactic Universe and his assistant barged into the infamous Shank Office.
“Shankman! I have come for you!” Bagman shouted, really hoping that Shankman was there, or else he would look rather stupid. Luckily for him though, Shankman was sitting there in his Shank Chair.
“Mwuahaha. So, we meet again, Bagman...” Shankman said with an evil grin spanning across his nebulous face.
“This day, will be your last! Go get him, One Tap Wo Man!” Bagman ordered with his erratic stance, pointing towards Shankman. However, Shankman was a super villain, and would naturally not be alone.
“You really think you’re worthy of fighting me? You’re nothing but a waste of time.” Shankman said, and with a snap of his fingers, a hatch in the roof opened. Through the hatch, came one of Shankman’s other bodyguards, known for his spiritual skills; Witch Doctor Frogiidog.
“Take them out, Frogiidog.” Shankman ordered, putting his fingers together like he was about to enjoy the scene.

Frogiidog was dangerous, his spiritual mastery over space time was almost unfair. If we were to stand any chance, we would have to attack ‘ASAP’ as possible.
“Go One Tap Wo Man!” Bagman shouted, pointing towards the weird looking goblin creature that was Frogiidog.
“Nyeheheh, you noobs don’t stand a chance!” Frogiidog placed his feet widely apart and raised his hands up into the air, as if he were about to charge up an attack.
“From all 4.6 dimensions, I draw power from only one. The dimension of Berries hear my plead, supply me with power to satisfy my needs! Fulfil my request and berries shall be the only food I feast! Help me overpower my enemies with fear!” the scrumptious goblin Frogiidog screamed up at the hole in the roof, however, before the gods of the Berry dimension could come to his aid, One Tap Wo Man launched her attack, tapping away at his face; “HYAHYAHYAHYAH!!” she screamed, making sure she put all her bodyweight behind every tap. If one thing was for certain, it was that her fingers were made of steel.

Once One Tap Wo Man’s attack was over, she swiftly jumped back into a defensive stance, ready for anything in case she’d have to tap more. The attack seemed to have been very effective, as Frogiidog’s face was smoking from the taps, and soon enough, he fell over and fainted. As we were about to turn our attacks towards Shankman, however, we quickly realized that the supervillain had escaped.
“Gosh darn it! How could I let this happen? I am supposed to be the greatest hero alive, the Hero of the Entirety of the Galactic Universe!” Bagman said as he collapsed to his knees, devastated that Shankman once again slipped through his fingers and toes.

Chapter 3

The Dolphin Space Race

The Hero of the Entirety of the Galactic Universe and his assistant had nothing left to do, but to continue their everlasting search for Shankman. After bagging Frogiidog, the two headed back to the Bagmobile. Their hunt for Shankman had been unsuccessful thus far, though Bagman hadn’t lost motivation, for he would do anything, everything, whatever his destiny demanded from him, to avenge his precious Partnerman. Though, even the Hero of the Entirety of the Galactic Universe needed a break every once in a while. The two drove all the way, through wormholes and tunnels, over bridges and mountains, to the infamous gambling city, Las Vegard, located near the centre of the Galactic Universe on a planet in the Benjing system. There was no better way to blow off some steam than to do some gambling. Bagman had left One Tap Wo Man in Colanis, as she would have to continue the search on her own for now. There was no way he was paying her for sitting around.

As the Hero of the Entirety of the Galactic Universe entered one of the many casinos in Las Vegard, he realized just what he wanted to bet on. Typical casino games weren’t his thing, no, betting on racing was just down his alley. He headed into the section of the casino dedicated to the one and only racing sport worth betting on; Space Dolphin Racing. As a child, Bagman had always wanted to become a Space Dolphin Racer, however, destiny had laid another path for him, so the best he could do was watch it and bet on it. He sat down in an empty chair and looked up at the big screen listing all the dolphins he could bet on. The list was long, but he knew who would win. Bagman always bet on the same dolphin; the Pink Lightning Deen. He was perhaps not your average dolphin, for he, he was pink, and fast.

Bagman bet a hefty sum of a thousand Klope, which was the universal currency in the Galactic Universe, meaning that it was worth quite a lot. A thousand Klope was enough to buy a pretty decent car, after all. After having placed his bet, there was nothing left to do but to wait for the race to start, which was always a nerve-racking time. Though luckily for Bagman, he did not have to wait for long, only a couple of hours. The big screen showed all the dolphins lining up at the start line in a line. It was about fifteen dolphins lined up in total, all looking rather similar, with only slight variations; some were tall, some were short, some were wide, some were thin; however, there was only one pink dolphin. Deen certainly did stand out. Before you could say myrmecophilous, the race was lights went from yellow, to red, then yellow again; before turning green.

The race was under way, and the fifteen dolphins shot off the racing line with amazing speed! Even the Bagmobile would struggle to keep up. The sound of the engines revving was to die for. Most of the dolphins were rocking either a V8 engine or a V12, however, the Pink Lightning was abnormal in every way, and chose another type of engine; a quad rotary! It was truly a beast, boasting an entire 4600 dolphin power! It was more powerful than the others, however, it came at a cost; the vehicle was significantly harder to keep under control. The flying dolphins in their space racermobiles started their race at the southern edge of the Galactic Universe and would race to the Northern edge. It was certainly a race that required speed, swiftness and velocity. Choosing your route through the different solar systems would be key, however, pushing your limits was never a good idea in such a long endurance race. It was the second longest official race, second only to the Galactic Universe Revolution race, that was held every three years, which went around the entire Galactic Universe in a circle.

The dolphins were fast, and sooner than one would know, zoomed past the system of Hair Conditioners and the system of Brickheim, however, the next system they would pass was always where the most dolphins dropped off. The system had no name, nor was it on any map. It was the system where Colanis, the degenerate planet of villainy was located. There were always a certain danger in passing Colanis, as the betters there did not play fair. They would always attempt to shoot down and immobilise the dolphins they didn’t bet for. The Pink Lightning Deen was not in the front. No, he was chilling near the back end of the pack. This was not because he was slow, no, it was a strategy. The treacherous scum at Colanis would always try to shoot down the main opposers for their own dolphins, which would obviously be the ones in front; the fastest.

As the pack of dolphins passed Colanis, all the newcomers were indeed targeted as the Pink Lightning had predicted. The four dolphins in front were all shot with a mighty stream of hot milk, which quickly destroyed their engines and caused an engine failure. An engine failure always resulted in disqualification. The last eleven dolphins, however, continued through the Galactic Universe with immense speed. There was only one final obstacle the dolphins would have to manoeuvre through to reach the Northern end; the asteroid field nicknamed the Sharkbelt. This was incredibly hard to manoeuvre though at speed; many who tried resulted in crashing, so it was common for the racing dolphins to take it slow through the field; however, the ones who could pass through it quickly and had the acceleration needed, were often the ones who came out on top; which happened to be the Pink Lightning Deen’s area of expertise.

The eleven remaining dolphins approached the asteroid field, and all of them slowed down significantly, all but one; Deen. He was a natural at manoeuvring in and out of tight spaces. The pink dolphin danced around the asteroids effortlessly with both speed and fabulous elegance. Before the ten other dolphins had gone through three quarters of the field, the Pink Lightning Deen was already through and headed for the goal at the Northern edge. The only issue with his driving style and engine type, was that it excelled greatly in asteroid fields and tricky courses, however, Deen’s driving style was rough and pushed the engine to it’s limits. By the time he had reached the end of the asteroid field, he was only running on three rotaries, significantly affecting his speed! This would be a close race after all, as by the time he had gotten up to a spicy speed, the other dolphins were out of the asteroid field as well, and were certainly not slowing down. With their engines fully in tact and even having had the chance to cool down a little, they were getting up to speed much quicker than the Pink Lightning.

It was a straight line, the race was close, however, Deen was too far ahead. There was no way the rest of the dolphins could catch up, right? As they neared the finish line, the gap between Deen and the rest of the dolphin racers narrowed, it narrowed so much in fact, that the rear lights on Deen’s space racermobile was casting it’s red light onto that of the dolphin in second place. However, Deen did it; he won the race. Had it only been a mile longer, he would have almost certainly lost, but he didn’t. The racers all arrived at the finishing line, and lined up once more. The caster walked up to Deen to interview him;
“What an incredible race! Do you have anything you would like to comment, Deen?” he asked.
“Why yes I do.” Deen said and cleared his throat, as a smug look developed onto his dolphin face.
“So long and thanks for all the fish.” He said, as per usual. That was his tagline whenever he would win a space race.

With the bet won, Bagman immediately felt a whole lot better. He had gained a profit of 500 Klope from that bet. He was about to head out and celebrate, however, there was no time to celebrate! A hollow holographic message had arrived from One Tap Wo Man; she had located Shankman!

Chapter 4

Mr. Agent Ingotfeet

There was no time to waste, celebrating could wait for another time, for this was more important. Bagman sprinted out to his baglacious Bagmobile, and shot off into space. He didn’t waste any time at all and entered the Bagmobile’s secret mode; the dolphin space racer mode. The all black super duper car transformed, morphed and developed into what looked exactly like a dolphin space racer. With dolphin space racer mode enabled, Bagman put the racer into 12^th gear and headed for the local interplanetary galactical universal wormhole station. From the information he had gathered by One Tap Wo Man, the coordinates of Shankman’s location was all too obvious, he was on the moon of planet Broom in the Washer system. With the correct coordinates selected, Bagman hit the green button, and a wormhole appeared for in front of the Bagmobile. The ride through the wormhole was a whole lot quicker than driving all the way without skipping through space time with a wormhole.

Despite that, however, as he arrived, something was off. The Broom planet looked as bristly as ever, though the moon looked off. Something wasn’t right. His Bagmobile started shaking and accelerating, even when his foot were completely off the pedals. Bagman didn’t like this, and slammed the breaks; but nothing happened! Perhaps his breaks were broken, he thought to himself. With slight panic, the Hero of the Entirety of the Galactic Universe looked out the window of the Bagmobile to see if the brake thrusters were operating normally, and they were indeed; burning like our beds. He could do nothing but watch the big round grey ball grow bigger and bigger and bigger. As he got closer, however, something was most definitely off;
“That’s no moon.” Bagman said to himself quietly. “It’s a space station.”

This was most certainly bad news, who would’ve thought that a supervillain like Shankman could afford such a monstrosity of a space station! As he was pulled into one of the hangars of the space station, he knew there would be no way out of this but to fight is way out. He grabbed a couple of bags from the back seat, some different ones for variations. Bagging villains with the same bag over and over got pretty repetitive after doing it for a living for so long. As the Bagmobile landed, he had a quick look around the hangar. He was surrounded, but that didn’t stop him. Ten people, a hundred, a thousand; he would bagify them all with ease. No one was a match for the Hero of the Entirety of the Galactic Universe, no one besides his arch nemesis Shankman. The baglacious hero ejected out of his beloved Bagmobile, with plenty of bags in each hand.
“I warn you! I know karate!” Bagman shouted, but only got weird stares back.
“Sir, we do not want any trouble. We are just humble workers, sir.” said one of the many people dressed in workers clothes standing around him, with an Indian accent.

Bagman developed a smirk, this would be easier than he expected. To think that Shankman expected him to believe that they were normal workers? What a fool. The Indian accent was a nice touch, but no one fooled the Hero of the Entirety of the Galactic Universe! Without another word, Bagman launched his surprise attack. He ran circles around the guards in disguise. He put a bag over their head and punched their face, knocking them out instantly. They didn’t put up a fight at all, almost as if they actually were workers. That was one of the many curses of being the Hero of the Entirety of the Galactic Universe, no one could match Bagman’s power.

With those puny villainous guards with the strength of ants out of the way, it was time for the main event; finding and bagging Shankman. Before Bagman could leave the hangar though, another figure had arrived, wearing a black tuxedo and had large steel ingot feet. There was no mistaking, it was Mr. Agent Ingotfeet. He was infamous for his raw power, as it all came from his masculine muscles. He did not need any power from magic, the 4.6 dimensions or any external source, he possessed all he needed himself, just like Bagman and Shankman. One could say that he would perhaps be a slight obstacle for our hero.
“Well, well, well, well... If it isn’t the self-proclaimed Hero of the Universe.” Mr. Agent Ingotfeet said, crossing his arms.
Bagman looked around him in slight confusion. There was a Hero of the Universe here? It looked empty. Perhaps Agent Ingotfeet was so scared that he was seeing things.
“I don’t see him or her, but I do know one thing for certain, the Hero of the Entirety of the Galactic Universe has come to put a stop to Shankman’s schemes and will bag anyone in my path!” Bagman spoke with confidence.
Agent Ingotfeet didn’t look particularly impressed, but readied his fighting stance, which looked like any typical fighting stance really.

Bagman knew what that meant; it was time to battle. Though Bagman was incredibly powerful, he would still have to be cautious to not get kicked by Agent Ingotfeet’s ingot feet. No one wanted to be on the receiving end of Agent Ingotfeet’s kicks, no one had ever walked away from one of his kicks before. Bagman would have to use one of his special bags for this occasion, as it would undoubtedly be more challenging than the Witch Doctor Frogiidog. Without another word exchanged, Agent Ingotfeet launched his attack, doing a classic Bruce Lee looking ninja kick. Bagman smirked, and stepped aside so Agent Ingotfeet missed his kick. Easy peasy for the Hero of the Entirety of the Galactic Universe.
“Super duper mega special bag attack! Sleeping bag!” Bagman screeched and quickly opened the sleeping bag, hopping onto Agent Ingotfeet and wrapping him up in the sleeping bag. Once he was trapped in the sleeping bag, it was time to put the cherry on top and put him to sleep. Bagman raised his fists and delivered a barrage of punches. Lemon squeezy for him. There were many dangerous villains and goblin scum in the Galactic Universe, but once again, Bagman had proven himself to be worthy of the Hero of the Entirety of the Galactic Universe title.

Chapter 5

Battle of Shankstation

Bagman had finally bagged all the guards preventing him from progressing through the plot. He headed for the nearest elevator, and looked at the floor list. There was only one that seemed likely, the floor was named Shank Office 2.0. So, this was his new headquarters. It was definitely a sizable upgrade from his Shank Tower at Colanis. The security systems here would certainly be a lot more sophisticated than the Shank Tower. Bagman made his way up the hundreds of floors with flying speed, and soon enough, arrived at the Shank Office 2.0 floor. He stepped out of the elevator and looked around, and to his surprise, there were no guards or cameras to be seen. Perhaps they were hidden, he thought to himself as he stepped up to the two large doors to Shankman’s office. This door was not like the other one, though, as when Bagman stepped up to the door, it opened for him automagically. The entire room was rather empty, only a couple of paintings of Shankman, a desk, and a chair. As Bagman was walking further into the office, the chair started slowly turning around, and in true supervillain fashion, Shankman revealed himself, sitting with his fingers together.

“Why hello there, Bagman… It seems you have defeated both Frogiidog and Mr. Agent Ingotfeet...” he said with a smirk spanning across his nasty face.
“Yes of course. Noobs like that are a piece of cake. Easy for me.” Bagman said with confidence oozing from the sound waves emitting from his mouth.
“I see. You have proven yourself as a worthy opponent, I will fight you this time.” Shankman smirked, getting up from his chair.
“I’ll fricking bag you! You have taken everything I love from me! I have nothing left to lose, now come!” Bagman said, fetching his ultra special bag; the dog poop bag.
“You have nothing left to lose, you say? Lost everything you love?” Shankman asked, before snapping his fingers. As he snapped it, a hatch in the ceiling opened, and down from it came a glass cage, with One Tap Wo Man inside of it!
“You monster! I will… I’ll…” Bagman spoke in rage, no words left. Perhaps he hadn’t lost everything he loved, after all. The fact that he was just realizing this now, was pretty silly.
“You better defeat me fast then, Baggie.” Shankman said with an evil grin, snapping his fingers once more. Water slowly started filling up the glass cage where the unconscious One Tap Wo Man was standing, unable to sit or lie down in such a tight cage.
“I’d say you have about five minutes.” Shankman said laughing.

Bagman was about to explode. This treacherous evil super villain goblin scum had taken it too far! Bagman sprinted towards Shankman with his dog poop bag, however, Shankman was not like the others he had faced thus far. He whipped out his shank and grinned like a psychopathic psychopath. The super villain, who wasn’t particularly super, quickly cut the poop bag into a thousand pieces in less than a second with his shank, leaving our hero completely unarmed. This was certainly bad news, and Bagman performed a tactical retreat, taking some backward flips, landing elegantly on his back. He was quick to get back up, though, and swiftly reached into his pocket and whipped out his ultimate weapon; a bag gun. He lifted it up and aimed at Shankman.
“Say hello to my little friend.” Bagman said with a smug look on his bagadellious face, though that look was quick to disappear as he saw Shankman holding a gun as well; a shank gun.
“You really think I would walk into a battle with you without a gun?” he said as his eyes widened unusually much as he broke out into an hysterical laugh and started shooting the shanks; almost hitting Bagman a couple of times.

Bagman took a shot, however, he missed and hit the back window of Shankman’s office, revealing the huge Dimension Fusing Reactor. That’s when he had an idea. Fighting right now was significantly harder since he had to protect One Tap Wo Man at the same time as fighting Shankman, so if he could make him protect something he loved dearly too, like the Dimension Fusing Reactor, perhaps that could even the odds a little. It was worth a shot, so Bagman charged Shankman, acting like he was going to bag him for a second, but quickly switched to grabbing hold of him and jumping out the window with him, luckily landing on some catwalk down by the reactor. Bagman aimed his gun at the reactor, and shot, causing the reactor to start arcing a little, hitting the nearby catwalks every now and then.

“What the frick are you doing! If you destroy the reactor, we’ll all die!” Shankman said, with obvious panic in his voice. It seemed like Bagman’s plan was working. The Hero of the Entirety of the Galactic Universe aimed up at the reactor once more and shot another bag at it, causing it to arc even more violently and act up.
“NOOO! STOP!” Shankman said with anger filling his body. He charged towards Shankman like an angry red bull. However, this was all part of Bagman’s plan; our Hero quickly spun around and aimed his bag gun at Shankman, and took the shot to end it all. It was done, he thought to himself. He had finally avenged his beloved Partnerman. The satisfaction of seeing the bag slowly start to wrap it’s way around Shankman in slow motion was truly amazing.

However, the bag was cut in half while it was in the air and heading for Shankman. He hopped straight through the projectile and pinned the Hero of the Entirety of the Galactic Universe to the ground. Shankman was holding a wordy shank in each hand and was slowly but surely pushing them down towards Bagman’s throat. He was holding both of Shankman’s arms with both hands, trying his best to stop him; but he was not like the other villains, he was too strong. This was it, all that effort for nothing. Bagman could feel the sharp tip of the shanks start touching his throat.
“HYAH!!!” said a voice loudly from behind. It was One Tap Wo Man! She tapped the back of Shankman’s head so hard that he instantly passed out.
“One Tap Wo Man!” Bagman said with watery tears filling his eyes. He had never been this happy to see her in his entire life.
One Tap Wo Man smirked and held her finger up to her mouth and blew the smoke of it.
“Did you really think such weak glass would hold up against my sharp taps?” she said, winking at him. That’s when the reactor started going nuts, arcing more and more.
“Well done, One Tap Wo Man! But we have to get out of here, the Shankstation will go boom soon!” Bagman said, grabbing her hand and running towards the nearest door.
“But Bagman! Don’t you want to bag him? You’ve been dreaming of putting Shankman in a body bag, now’s your one and only chance!” One Tap Wo Man said.
Bagman didn’t say a word, and ran with her to the Bagmobile. The two of them got in, and entered dolphin space racer mode immediately, rushing out of there as quickly as they could. Luckily for them, the gravity field was down as the station was badly damaged. It was starting to blow, from the inside and out. The two of them zoomed out, and barely managed to get out in time, it was so close that they were engulfed in flames for a second.

The two sat there quietly as they drove through the darkness of space.
“Why didn’t you bag him, Bagman?” One Tap Wo Man asked, breaking the silence. Bagman sighed, before looking down a bit.
“I used to wish I could bag him since he had taken everything I ever loved away from me…” Bagman said.
“Then why didn’t you?” she asked, getting rather repetitive and annoying.
“Because he also made me realize that he still hadn’t taken everything I love away… You.” He said, looking at her intensely.
One Tap Wo Man blushed furiously, her face looking like a tomato. She had never wanted to admit it herself, but she had been in love with Bagman since the day she saw his amazing bagging skills. The two of them drove off into the Galactic Universe, finally at peace.