“RAAAAWWGGHGHGHWWAWASAAAH!!!” cried the immense T-rex as it neatly picked up each citizen of Chicago. “Bow down to the almighty Zorgon!” he commanded with a massive bellow.

The townspeople scuttled away. A man held his child above him, using it as a shield. Woman cried, babies died, and Zorgon the all-powerful dinosaur remained above it all.

His deep laugh filled the ears of everyone within 100 miles of him. Just his laugh alone shattered windows. The Navy, the Army, even Chuck Norris, they all tried. But Zorgon’s destructive fire breath lit the town into a screaming, metal hell.

Zorgon lifted his head and gave the screaming citizens a taste of his magnificent war cry. It was a mix of Godzilla and Optimus Prime. With a flick of his tail, a gigantic skyscraper tumbled to the ground. Chicago was doomed.

“Billy, time for supper. You and Geraldo can play tomorrow,” a mother yelled out the screen door.

“Ugh. Fine!” Jimmy replied, “Wanna play ‘Zorgon the Triumphant’ tomorow?”

“Sure, see ya later.” *