The marines could never find Gef, no matter how hard they looked. They knew Gef and his army of dwarves were on the island but the question was, where on the island? For months they searched, finding nothing that could lead them to the Super Nova but maybe today would be different...

Mighty he was, the Super Nova Gef, self proclaimed king of dwarves and the mightiest knight in all the world. Gef, perhaps the most feared dwarf in history, had not a worry in the world. With exactly 50 dwarves by his side there was probably nothing he couldn't do. "Sir! I have important news." Gef grunted and threw a look towards the dwarf speaking to him. Gef looked up only to see nothing but dirt, that was indeed his sky. You see, Gef and his army of dwarves lived about 15 feet underground where they were out of sight and safe from enemies. Like ants, there were exits and entrances all over their territory being too small for normal people to notice. A big chunk of their forest was their home, like moles. Their territory extended 100 meters from where Gef currently sat from all sides, like one 100 x 100 meter pool of dwarves. "Hrm... What is it now?" He asked the dwarf speaking to him. The small man trembled at the voice of his leader for he knew just how terrifying the "Dwarf King" was. "W-well sir, It s-seems that p-p-people k-know that we're h-h-h-here." Immediately Gef slammed his hammer down onto the ground beside him and lifted himself off his throne. How unbelievably dumb could this maggot be? "Of course people know we're here you friggin' imbecile! We've been here for well over a few months! Is that why you've interrupted me!? Get out, fool." The dwarf whimpered as Gef yelled at him, spit flying and smacking onto the dwarf's face. The king sat himself back down with a grunt and began dusting off his most prized possession; his armor. The armor was completely unbreakable - or so it seemed, and pressing the button on his chest plate gave him an unique abilities. "b-b-b-but sir, this time's different...they're looking for us harder than they've done before...they're searching the whole island!"

Gef's eyes became like slits as he glared into the soul of his underling. "Oi, are you scared?" he asked with a darkened tone. The dwarf grunt's eyes widened as he shook his head quickly. "No sir! O-of course not, sir!" "Good, then gear up and prepare for battle. I doubt they'll find us, but I refuse to allow scum to run us out of our home. We'll kill them all!" He said angrily with a crazed smile. On his left side he picked up his Den Den Mushi and made a quick call. If it was battle these scum wanted, then it was battle they would get - if they could find him of course. The den den ringed for only a second before being picked up. "Get the wasps and tell them to get into position. We need them in the trees around our territory, use the leaves to hide and keep all eyes peeled. I wanna know who dares to step to the Super Nova Gef and his army of elite Dwarves!" Quickly he hung up, pushed himself off his dirt throne, grabbed his hammer and began making his way through the tunnels underground, demanding dwarves to get into position. Thanks to where he was in the ground his voice couldn't be heard- not that that mattered anyway considering his voice was already small to anyone bigger than him. His Den Den was small, specifically made for his dwarves to communicate.