Colt Douglas was in the back of his grandfather's cabin breaking clay pots for practice. It had taken him about 20 hours to set up over 100 pots on strings hanging from the trees in the back forest.

Break! Smash! Whack! Colt's powerful arms and legs smashed through the clay with precision. His body was getting sweaty, but he refused to take a break. He could feel himself getting bigger and more powerful.

With 3 quick movements Colt's fist broke two more pots at eye level, and then he twisted around to do a flying crane kick, breaking the last pot above his head. The last kick was so powerful it sent dirt and pieces of clay pot flying so hard that he hadn't noticed that Jo had come to visit.

"Hey Colt-" Jo had started, but was interrupted by the brief thud as a piece of clay smacked her in the head. Her eyes closed and she fell to the ground, motionless.

Colt had been turned around in the other direction, so he had no idea why Jo was laying on the ground with massive amounts of dirt on her face.

"Joe?" Colt asked, as he turned around and saw her laying there. He ran over to her side, and saw that her eyes weren't open, her beautiful eyes that he had loved so very much in their last adventure. To think that they were this close to dating! He caressed her arm, and rubbed her belly to try to get a wake-up, but to no avail. After thinking for a bit, he brought his arm back and punched Jo hard as he could in the nose.

Jo's eyes fluttered open, and she walked up to her feet. "Colt?"

"Hey Joe, how is it going? You must've tripped back there something."

"No, I don't think so, but I don't really care. And stop calling me Joe!" She yelled at Colt, while punching him in the arm.

"How can you tell? The 'e' is silent," Colt shot back.

"I just can tell." Jo turned her back to him and crossed her arms in front of her.

"So why're you here?" Colt asked.

"I just want you to see this!" Jo held out her hand in front of Colt, showing a small snake slithering in it.

"Ah! I hate snakes, get away from me!" Colt screamed as he ran away into the forest. Joe dropped the snake and ran after him at a fast pace, and quickly caught up. When she got close enough she tackled him. They both laughed in the dirt and dust flew around them. Colt fell down on his back while Joe was on top of him looking into his eyes.

"Colt, I just want to know one thing," Jo said.

"What is it, Joe?" Colt asked.

"This." Jo moved her head closer to Colts and pressed her lips against his. He enjoyed their moment for a second, before the ground started shaking. Colts eyes widened up, and Joe backed up from his face. Colt started glowing a brilliant blue and white and was floating in the air.

"Ahh! Joe! what the hell is happening?!" Colt screamed as he rose in the air. Jo couldn't say anything, she was scared to death at the sight before her. As Colt got to about head level, his body turned even whiter, and he began shrinking until he was about the size of an action figure. Finally, the glowing stopped and Colt's body lay on the ground.

"This is perfect; I didn't think it would work that easy!" Jo smiled as she walked up to Colts little figure, and picked him up.

"Joe! Put me down! How did this happen? Go get my brothers or grandpa!" Colt demanded.

"It looks like my ancient Indian magic still works! I must sell you with all the rest of the Indian trinkets for lots of money!" Jo said as she put colt in her front overalls pocket and walked back to the Indian village.

"Or," Jo added, "Maybe mister Jack Harding will buy you off of me!"