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Half shark, half man, fighting evil, that's the plan.

Even with all...

Ben, you just stepped on.

Don't get your gills in a twist. It's just me.

Yo, Sharksters, major power failure.

Lights out in Fission City. Good thing I've got a backup generator.

Street Shark Central.

Yes, sir. We're on our way.

So, President Hornstead.

The Fission City nuclear power plant is about to go into meltdown, priest.

No one but you can stop it. Did President Horn really say that?

No one will ever recognize you in those radiation suits. Just keep an eye on

your radiation badges.

If they turn red, get the shark out of Dodge.

Who'd do a thing like that?

Later. We gotta get these control rods back into the core and shut this reactor

down. Stand back and let me at him.

Thins up, guys. I'm going door to door.

Reactor shut down.

Crank it closed.

Not quite, Japster.

Hold thin, guys, before we start glowing.

This is Danielle LaFond at the Vision City Nuclear Power Plant.

The reactor is now shut down thanks to a quartet of mysterious technicians who

risked their lives here tonight.

Who were those masked men?

Workers cannot reenter the facility until damaged fuel rods and other

radioactive materials are disposed of. It gives me great pleasure to present to

you the solution to mankind's greatest problem.

I call these creatures the Wolverineapede.

They actually thrive on toxic chemicals and radioactive materials lethal to

man and the environment.

I have just signed a 30 -year contract with the city to use these

Wolverineapedes to clean up Fishin' City's toxic waste problem.

Starting with the nuclear power plant.

We will also be opening a toxic waste disposal center in the city dump, where

the wolverina thieves will dispose of all the city's toxic waste.

Greetings, street sharks. My name is Paxil. We met many tide cycles ago, when

people and I were befriended by your father, Dr.

Bolton. Dad? He called us geckos, genetically engineered cave organisms.

He advised us to call on you if we ever needed help.

You got it. What's the trouble?

This beautiful cave was once our home.

We lived in peace, harvesting what we needed from the landfill above. I

you call it a dump.

But that was before the toxic horror befell us.

These poisons have leaked down from above and brought us devastating disease

misery. Now, who just started dumping toxins into that landfill?

Guess probinoids' wolverina beads aren't living up to expectations.

Now strange, horrible, deformed creatures have crept out of the shadows

taken over our homes.

We gotta check this out.

We are a peaceful people and are not equipped to stop these invaders. We are

moving to a new cave.

Please, you... Help. Too late.

Oh, no.

Grab your hard hats, guys.

We're going spelunking.

They're here.

Now maybe we can get to the bottom of all this.

Let's get this over with.

Yeah, before those things bother.

I hate this job.

Paranoid has stored up so much toxic waste.

Oh, the wolverina beads are a cover for paranoid illegal dumping.

These chowder heads need a lesson in ecology.

Let's give it to them.

Shark attack!

Catch, fish bait!

Gotta do better than that, squid lips. We're shutting you down.

Can I get out of here? You're going to be sorry, three sharks.

Blow it out your fuse box, reptile.

You aren't going anywhere.

Uh, if they're looking... What's inside?

And who's driving?

Ben's up!

What? Wrong gear!

Watch it!

Uh, guys, we got company.

Multiplying look We got to get that fence back up if

those monsters get out into the city

interfering with a totally legal government -funded waste management

Yeah, if you totally ignore your illegal dumping of tons of toxic waste.

Forget this. Those things have Ripster. We've got to get it back.

Ah,

incredible.

These creatures are growing at a geometrically phenomenal rate.

Whoa!

Whoa!

They've got me!

Oh, no!

This should be fascinating.

My wolverine -a -pedes versus your two brothers.

I wonder who shall survive.

Ha, ha, ha, ha!

Huh? All right!

Good work, Bentorino! Awesome!

Not so fast!

Anyone moves, I'm gonna fricassee them!

Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

Yeah!

Let's go get the Ripster and the Slam Man.

Shark Night!

Hey, thanks, guys.

Man, there's a zillion of those things down there. We gotta find Ripster fast.

Go for it. Dr. Schizoid's not going anywhere.

Come on, guys. He's got to be here somewhere.

Oh, no.

Rip,

is that you?

Tranquilizer guard.

Oh, great.

So where's Ripster? This is the end of the road.

There must be a secret way out.

I hope so.

Jump on this, slut brain!

Welcome to the bottom of the food chain!

Hey, look!

Finally something those creeper pigs don't like.

It will not keep them at bay for long.

Quickly, come this way.

I am Paxil, leader of the geckos. I will take you to your brother.

Lead us, Paxman.

We thank you for coming to stop the poisoning of our home.

This is awesome.

Yeah, it sure is.

Thank you. We scavenge everything we need from the dump above.

You wouldn't believe how many perfectly good things human people throw away. We

are wired into Fission City's power, phone, cable, and computer systems.

even on the internet.

Cool, but where's Ribster? Is he okay?

See for yourself.

Glad Wolverine thinks that's a judicious wallop, but so do I.

Thanks, Doc.

Are we glad to see you.

Ditto, dude. For sure.

Huh?

Wolverine of heat attack!

Run! Dark attack!

Please. Try not to hurt them.

Say what?

Whoa, Jed, you heard Paxil. He doesn't want you to hurt them. For real?

Whoa!

Hey, thanks for the assist.

We do not believe in violence, but we do believe in self -defense.

Quickly, toss them into the river.

Now we are safe.

They can live their lives downriver, and we can live our lives here.

Live and let live.

Sounds like our dad talking.

A high compliment.

Dr. Bolton taught us that all creatures have the right to life. After all, the

wolverine of Pete is simply following its natural instincts.

Well, yeah, but they're not natural.

Precisely why we gotta stop Paranoid. He created the wolverine apes.

And polluted your cave.

He needs a sharpitude adjustment, courtesy of... The Street Sharks!

I'm in a bid!

Can I take that whistle? I'd like to show it to my bud, Ben.

Certainly.

Oh, get him. Get these barrels unloaded.

Come on, come on. It's almost daybreak.

Oh.

Hello? I need to talk to Daniela Fond. Big, big story.

It's about the new toxic weight dump.

We gotta stop him!

Hold on, Slim, my man.

Danielle LaFont is on the way. Check this out, Ben. The sound seems to slow

wolverina feeds down.

Nothing else seems to.

Could be quite a weapon.

Just what I was thinking.

This is Daniela Fond at the new Fission City Toxic Waste Disposal Center, where

Dr. Luther Paradigm's genetically engineered wolverina peas have

mutated... Sharkenter!

Oh, well, I did get rid of two tons of toxic waste at absolutely no cost.

Dr. Paradigm!

Your wolverine -a -pedes are out of control. What are you going to do about

them? I am deeply disturbed that the wolverine -a -pedes haven't worked out

planned. And what about allegations that you were illegally dumping toxic waste

in the landfill?

I have no idea what you're talking about.

Busted!

Typical paranoid.

Deny everything.

Hey, at least the wolverine -a -pedes are exposed.

Someone's going to have to deal with them.

We are un...

Oh, humongous.

Let's get.

all this? I borrowed my pal Rox's speaker system. Made some adjustments.

Cartilaginous, Ben.

This'll be one concert the Wolverine aphids will never forget.

Hit it, Paxil.

Thank you, my friend. You have saved us. For now. But if those wolverina feeds

come back, you know where to find us.

Yes, you are good friends, just like your father.

Now that's a compliment.

We must celebrate the expulsion of the wolverina feeds, all the finest

delicacies from the landfill. Will you join us?

Sounds delicious, but as sharks, we only eat humongous burgers.

Doctor's orders.

Right, Ben?

Uh, yeah, right.

Oh, speaking of which, I got a jaudacious anchoring.

Dr. Benz will take care of that. Coming right up.