01x12 - Sundown

[bunniefuu]

- Aah!

Aah!

Unh-aah!

Wuhh!

- Raaah!
- Aah!

[Zooming]

- Unh

- [Grunting]

- [Grunting]

[Electricity whirring]

[Booming]

[Buzzing]

- Uhh!

Maybe we need a better plan.

Tell our new boss.

- Ferro lad to command.
Maneuver has failed.
Please advise.

- [Stammering]

- Come on, bouncing boy,
we need new orders.

- I know, okay, brainiac 5,
pull back and, uh,

Flank the empress
from the right.

[Beeping]

Wait!

I mean left!

- [Growling]

- [Gasps]
[zapping]

[Grunting]

- Brainy!

Unh! Aah!

- Brainiac 5, saturn girl,
terminated.

- [Gasps]

Okay, uh, triplicate girl,

Uh, disable
the safety protocols

And hit the empress
with short range ion beams.

[Beeping]

- Safety protocols disabled.

Searching for target.

- [Grunts]

[Axe whistles]

- Gee!

All: aah!

- Triplicate girl terminated.

[Computer chiming]

- Targeting systems down.

The ships laser cannons
are getting ready to fire.

Lighting, ferro, look out!

[Beeping]

- Lightning lad,
ferro lad terminated.

[Grunting]

- Superman,
you're our last hope.

You've gotta take down
the empress before...

- [Grunting]

[Energy wobbling]

[Screaming]

- Superman, terminated.

- Superman?

Lightning lad...

Saturn girl?

[Theme music]

- Activating emergency
force field.

- Aah!

[Gasps]

- Training scenario
failed.

Holographic simulation...

Terminated.

- So are you guys sure
you want me to be in charge?

- Alright, let's
take a quick break
and try another sim.

- This time with me
and phantom girl on the team.

- Okay, seriously?
There's only so many times

A girl can face her
simulated doom in one day.

- Hey, when I was in command,

It took me 9 sims
before I got it right.

- Yeah...

Ever think that's why you're
not in command anymore?

- Remind me, how many times
did it take you to master
the daxom sim?

- Go on, how many?

- Well, i... 11.

- See, bouncing boy,
even these 2 have...

Bouncing boy?

[Hatches thudding]

- Stupid, stupid,
stupid, ugh.

- Wanna talk about it?
- No.

- Didn't think you
could just walk away
from me, did ya?

- [Sighs]

I can't do this job.

I'll never be a leader.

- You didn't have trouble
calling the sh*ts

On our last mission.

- Nobody was watching me
on our last mission.

Now everyone has...
Expectations.

- Hey...you're gonna
be great.

We just need
to run the program
a few more times.

- Brainiac 5 to command.

We've just intercepted
a priority one distress call.

Your first mission
as leader begins now.

- So much for the simulator.

[Beeping]

- The signal
came from this moon...

Cheyenne delta.

- I thought
the cheyenne system
was uninhabited.

- It is...

Which makes it
the perfect location for this.

- The fenton arms depot.

- Max security
storage for the many
dangerous weapons

Left over
from the great crisis.

- Whoa, brainy,
is that...

- Cheyenne prime,
a red dwarf.

- Don't you think that's
a problem?

I don't have powers
under a red sun.

- True, but this time
we're prepared.

This battle suit is coated
with a high-density,

Nano-polymer
specially designed

To shield you
from the red sun's rays.

Think of it like sunscreen.

But with laser cannons.

- Works for me.

- Authorized personnel only.

Access denied.

- It's okay,
we're here to help.

- Authorized personnel only.

Access denied.

- Brainy, you speak robot.

Do something.

- Authorized personnel only.

Access...granted.

It's a category 9
containment failure.

One of the devices
stored here

Has been reactivated.

And according to the guards,
it's now on the move.

a*t*matic barricades
for each level
have been activated.

We've reached level 4.
We're locked in.

And so is the device.

- What exactly
are we dealing with here?

- Classified.
Not even the guards know.

- Right, okay, let's see.

Perimeter sweep,
zarzak maneuver,

Infinite grid,
oh, just split up and look.

[Ring buzzing]

[Whirring]

- Huh?

[Clanging]

[Beeping]

[Bangs and whooshes]
- huh?

It's broken through...

Into level 3.

- Cosmic boy,
it's heading towards you.

- Rah, unh!

[Grunts]

I'm putting up barricades
to slow it down.

[Thudding and crashing]

- It's in level 2.

I have a visual.

[Blasting]

Aah!

- It's reached level one.

Bouncing boy, be ready!

[Thuds]
- whoa.

Hey, ugly!

Follow the bouncing ball!

[Whirring]

- No...
[Charges up]

It can't be...

Listen to me very carefully.

This thing cannot
escape into space.

- You heard him...
Take it down.

[Screaming]

[Grunting]

[Whirring]

[Groaning]

- What was that thing?

- The most devastating w*apon
this galaxy's ever seen.

That was a sun-eater.

[Whirring]

- The sun-eater's core
is heavily shielded

And the gas cloud
around it is lethal.

It's heading straight
for cheyenne prime...

The red sun.

- Please tell me
sun-eater is
just a catchy name.

- I'm afraid not.

The device is capable
of devouring an entire star.

- It does that
and any planet
in orbit would just...

- Drift off to a frozen doom.

- The sun-eater was created
during the great crisis

By an interdimensional species
known as the controllers.

They hoped it would
frighten people enough

To stop the fighting.

- A w*apon to end all wars.

- It was only used twice.

After that, the device
was too dangerous

To be destroyed
or dismantled.

The controllers had no way
to get rid of it.

- So the best
they could do

Was to lock it away
in fenton.

- Let's get to the part
about how we stop it.

- Right now the sun-eater
is running on reserve power,

Which means
it's slightly vulnerable,

But we'll
have to work fast.

- Let me guess...

It's solar powered?

- So the closer it comes
to the red sun,

The stronger it gets.

And if it devours
that sun,

It will reach full power

And become
virtually unstoppable.

- Strike force to command...

We're in position
and awaiting your orders.

- Okay, bouncy, stay calm.
No big deal.

It's just all
your friend's lives

And the fate of the entire
star system in your hands.

All units, att*ck!

- I've got a sh*t
at the core.

I'm taking it.

Ahhh!

- w*apon systems are down.

- Then we'll take the sh*t.

Trips, increase throttle to max.

- Major system failure
in the primary light drive.

We just lost propulsion!

- What?! How?

- I've got a lock.

- Ah!

- Ah!

- Search for the core.
With a full power blast,

It should be able
to knock it out.

- Got it. I'm going in.

- Ahhh!

- Superman, stop.
You'll be exposed to the cloud!

- Ahhh!

- Uhh!

[Moaning]

- The sun-eater is accelerating.

At this rate,
it'll reach cheyenne prime
in less than 30 minutes.

- It'll take at least that long

To get the light drive
back online.

- Until his powers can be
recharged in the light
of the yellow sun,

Superman won't be
at full strength.

- Alright, listen up.

B5, ferro lad, phantom girl,
start brainstorming a way
to bring this thing down.

Everyone else, I want
this boat flying again
in 15 minutes.

I don't care if it's held
together with chewing gum.

You have your orders, now go!

- Bouncy, don't we need
to figure out

Why the light drive failed

Before we go after
the sun-eater?

Who's working on that?

- Bouncing boy, ferro lad
has an idea we should discuss.

Don't worry, superman.

We'll be ready
for the sun-eater's
countermeasures next time.

- Superman, I need you
to replace a fried converter
on deck 2.

- They didn't teach
light drive repair
in auto shop.

- Did they teach you
how to use a screwdriver?

- Let's see...

A little to the left, and...

- Ah. There.
That wasn't so hard.

- Who's there?

Huh?

Ugh!

[Grunting]

- Who are you working for?

Thanks for the save.

- Don't thank me.
I didn't listen to you.

He did.

- Thought about what you said
back there,

So I ran a full-dimensional scan

And found something
cloaked on the ship.

Always used to drive me crazy
when the guy in charge
wouldn't listen.

- You don't think
the sun-eater sent
this thing over, do you?

- No. But I have
a pretty good idea who did.

- Light drive's back online.

We'll intercept
the sun-eater in 6 minutes.

That's right, we rock.

- So, we're dealing
with one of the controllers.

- They're the ones who locked
the sun-eater up.

Why would one of them
want to reactivate it?

- Unknown. The controller's
motivations have always been
somewhat...extreme.

- I think we're a little
beyond extreme.


And closing.

- I've reconfigured
the main transmitter

To generate
an interference field.

Nothing this controller sends
to protect the sun-eater

Will sneak up on us again.

- We have visual contact.

- Zoom out.

Way out.

- So. He got bigger.

- Battle stations.

- You're not a bad pilot,
superman. Keep it up.

- I may not know light drives,
but I know how to fly.

- Star boy, colossal boy
and sun boy are in position.

- Alright, you two,
give me an eclipse.

- By connecting my circuitry
to your neurons,

We can transmit
your thought paths

To the sun-eater's
cybernetic mind.

This may feel...weird.

Both: commencing thought-cast.

- Keep it up! It thinks
the sun's disappeared.

Sun boy, now!

- It worked. The sun-eater's
changing course towards sun boy.

Good job, everyone.

Beta team, take out
those robots.

We're in position.
Phantom girl, you're up.

- Locator beacon, activate.

Aim for me,
and you'll hit the core.

- Ferro lad, are you ready?

- Hit me.

Magnetic field is stable.

- Are you sure you can
handle this?

- Do we have a choice?
- Do it!

- I can channel
both of your powers

Into one blast that could
take this thing out.

- He's fully charged.

- Then fire at will.

- [Groaning]

- Too much energy!
He's losing it!

- No! I can... Ahh!

- He missed.
Repeat, the sh*t missed.

- Phantom girl,
get out of there!

The sun-eater's on the moon.
Legionnaires, fall back.

I repeat, fall back!

- Ahhh!

- The sun-eater's back
on its original course,

Heading for cheyenne prime.

- It's all my fault.

- The readings
are off the chart.

[Machine beeping]

Cheyenne prime is...gone.

[Machine flatlining]

[All groaning]

- Is everybody okay?

- I've got vitals
on everyone.

We're fine.
The ship's another story.

- Brainy, give me status
on the sun-eater.

- Fully charged,
and 6 light years away.

- Get everyone on the ship,
we're going after it.

- Bouncing boy,
the sun-eater set a new course.

Earth.

[Theme music]