Disclaimer; I do not own the Impossibles or Big D; they are the copy written property of Hanna Barbera. I also do not own most of the original characters featured in this story, Skittles/Impossi-Pup, Danalleah Critch, Prince Ali Sayedso, Sandrina Sayedso, or Sultan Khazaiah Sayedso, the names of the city of Megatropolis or the Middle Eastern country and Kingdom of Khakistan, Shawn Smith, Fluid Girl/FG, The Impossibles regular identity names and personality traits. These belong to my great friend and fellow fan fiction writer, Erin T. Aardvark, also the titles of stories mentioned in this story come from the terrific stories she has written about the Impossibles, including the story that inspired this sequel. I highly recommend reading them. Prince Ali's alias is my idea, but I have to give credit to My friend Erin, as it is quite close to Fluidman' s regular identity, which is her creation, I just couldn't resist making the name similar, but, Serina Amira, the Prince's Fiancée, other incidental characters as well as the locations mentioned in this story, I came up with.

As always I want gratefully, acknowledge and thank My Friend and mentor Irual, for her invaluable help, in preparing this story getting it ready to present to you the readers.

Read review and Enjoy, this new Impossibles story, of adventure, intrigue and mystery.

Title; the Return of the Prince.

Chapter one; "Mistaken Identities."

Serina Amira, a Moroccan teenager was traveling to meet her beloved.

With her long black hair, worn partly pulled back and tied with a green ribbon tied in a bow and the rest falling to her shoulders, light brown skin and large expressive dark eyes and slender figure, she would have caught the eye of anyone, but, what was so interesting to the stewardess was her western style of dress.

Wearing a pretty, mod, shift multi striped in tones of green, with a string belt and t-shirt-like neckline, light tan tights and brown penny loafers, she could easily pass for an American teenager.

The flight attendant had seen her family at the loading area; all the other women had dressed much more traditionally.

Gracing her ears, were shimmering gold and emerald earrings and around her neck was a gold chain necklace, hanging from it was a gold pendent inlayed with a large sparkly emerald, which matched the earrings.

These were Family heirlooms passed down from her great, great Grandmother; Serina's parents presented them to her as an engagement present.

Thinking back over the past few days, Serina still could not believe the whirlwind of events that had taken place; her life had changed so much in a short span of time.

She and Ali had practically been raised together, their families had been neighbors and they had been part of the same community since their great grandparents had begun working together to bring prosperity to their respective families.

The two teens had grown from playmates, to sweethearts and now that they had reached the age of 16, Ali had gone to Serina's parents, to ask her father for his approval, so the two of them could become engaged.

Their parents had already discussed a dowry; mostly to provide Serina with money of her own for her marriage.

Ali's parents were well off and were in favor of the betrothal however, there HAD been an unanticipated complication to the negotiatons.

After they announced the engagement, Ali's father decided it was time to reveal to him, his real identity.

His adoptive father Ammoude had heard on the news reports, from the Middle East, that the ailing Sultan of Khakistan, who was Ali's real father, was, according to his doctors, not expected to live too much longer.

He sat his son down, telling Ali, "Nearly 17 years ago your Mother and I were traveling when a man approached our caravan, he begged us to help him save an infant. You were that infant Ali, son of the Sultan of Khakistan. Now the Sultan is close to his reward and being the last of the male heirs to the throne of Khakistan, you must travel to the Middle East, to that kingdom, in order to claim it."

Ali was in shock and disbelief at this revelation, as the only father he had ever known, continued to explain the situation.

There was unmistakable love in his voice and face, but hurt too, since he knew that by revealing this secret to Ali now, he was risking the loss of the son they had raised practically from birth.

"The proof of your identity will be the little one of a kind golden signet ring with your initials on it and an inscription inside the band, which you wear, on the chain around your neck. It is the one thing the Sultan will instantly recognize." Ammoude told his adopted son.

Serina had been shocked and a little dismayed when Ali had quietly taken her into the garden behind her house, the two of them sitting down on a bench so he could explain why they would have to delay the wedding.

Finding out her Fiancé was, in reality an actual prince had come as a Huge shock especially since he was now planning to going to the middle eastern country of Khakistan to claim his birthright.

Aside from everything else, though Serina's first thoughts hadn't been about the prospect of becoming a princess by marrying her beloved, her thought's had been instead for her Fiancé's safety.

After revealing the startling news, Ali confided in Serina, "We can't speak of this to anyone, not even your parents for the moment. As soon as plans are made, we can reveal it, but for now it must be our secret."

Serina nervously bit her lip then answered, "Very well beloved, but what if someone unscrupulous finds out? You could be in unspeakable danger. I would rather you not go and stay safe."

Ali hugged her close, saying, "It is my duty to go and take my place as the last direct heir to the throne, I cannot trade safety for my duty."

All the time he was putting up a brave front to his Fiancée and family, Ali was worried and thinking, 'I haven't the experience my real father has as a ruler, but I hope his advisors will give me the assistance I need to become as good and fair a ruler, as he has been.'

Even though he loved and would always cherish the parents who had raised him, Ali was angered as he thought of the way his sister had selfishly robbed him of the chance, not only to know their father as he was growing up, but learning about HOW to rule justly and well.

A few days later accompanying Ali to the airport, Serina gave her Fiancé a hug and good-by kiss, the idea of parting from him even for a few days was painful.

His parents had also come to see their son off on his journey, Ammoude and Pandora wished their son a safe and successful trip.

Ali promised to keep in contact with them, waving as he boarded the airliner.

Waving back as he walked through the door to the gangway, they offered a silent prayer, asking the powers that be to keep him safely away from any danger, leaving after watching the plane take off.

After arriving home and with help and support from her in-laws to be, Serina than told her parents. Of course, they were shocked to find out about Ali, but thrilled at the prospect of a royal wedding.

It took some convincing on all their parts before her parents would allow their daughter to travel so far away, to be with her fiancé, but Serina had finally succeeded in talking them into letting her go.

Now on her way to join him, Serina sat fidgeting nervously in her seat, waiting on board the airliner.

Leaving Morocco, on her way to meet Ali, Serina realized, looking at her watch, she would be late meeting him.

According to the flight schedule, the slight delay they were experiencing before take off would cause a missed connection.

No one, not even Serina suspected the real reason Ali had planned the side trip all the way to America, before traveling to the Middle East, to meet his real father.

Before leaving Morocco Ali had, had the feeling some one was after him, so he had his ticket altered secretly and had contacted a friend of his who happened to be an agent of a local security organization.

Using the resources of his agency his agent friend put him in contact with the American agency SSHQ.

Of course, Ali didn't know Big D, head of the SSHQ had known all about the incident involving the Impossibles and Fluey being mistaken for the prince.

Big D sent out feelers trying to find out who might be after the prince since he had grown up in relative obscurity.

Information came back from the prison where the princess had been incarcerated, that Ali's sister Sandrina had mysteriously disappeared from her prison cell.

Knowing that she had tried to kill Fluey believing he was the prince, Big D arranged for agents from the SSHQ to act as the Prince's security.

He sent word to Ali, to come to a small resort on the coast, knowing that underworld agents for the Princess, would be covering any larger airports and it would be easier for the Prince to slip unnoticed into the country.

The Secret Security Headquarters agents could then accompany him to khakistan to keep him safe.

He hesitated getting the Impossibles into this, because of the run in they had, had with Ali's sister, but knowing they were already headed for the same location, Big D reasoned he could contact them after they reached the venue and let the boys know about Prince Ali.

He didn't know that Sandrina's agents had followed Serina onboard her plane and would be trailing her to the resort.

As he was traveling, Ali had decided to familiarize himself with all the information he could, concerning all the speculation about himself, along with the customs of the Kingdom of Khakistan.

All the pieces of the puzzle, which his father did not know of, began to fall into place, the arrest of his older sister, the Princess Sandrina, a year ago, as well as the American singing group, The Impossibles', part in uncovering the plot.

One of its members Franky McAlister, being mistaken by the Sultan and the Princess, for the long lost Prince.

Sandrina having been, caught in the act of confessing to getting rid of Ali when he was a baby, while trying to dispose of all three of The Impossibles.

Ali found it interesting, that although the plot had been uncovered, his whereabouts was, at that time still a mystery.

Ali had decided to keep a low profile; he had left Morocco, planning to reveal himself only, after arriving in Khakistan.

He let his fiancée know he would be traveling under the alias Alistiar Franks.

Serina was nervous and afraid, even knowing Ali would be traveling under an alias wouldn't calm her nerves.

All she wanted was to be with her beloved and know that he was safe.

She lamented the delay, causing her to arrived late to the next airport, her plane arriving after the connecting flight she was booked on, had taken off.

With some time on her hands before her next flight, Serina had called the hotel he would be staying at that night reaching Ali.

Hearing his voice was enough to settle her jangled nerves.

"Oh darling, I am so happy to hear your voice, I've been worried from the moment you left my sight!"

"There is no need to worry my love, I am safe and have arranged a safe haven for us to meet at. There is a small coastal resort town, called Seaside, not far from the airport you will land at. I will meet you in the hotel lobby of The Sea Breeze Serina, wait for me there. Good-night sweetheart, I Love you."

"I love you too Darling, sweet dreams." She replied, hanging up the phone.

After another day, she finally arrived in America, late in the evening and stayed at an airport hotel, getting a very early start the next morning, Serina traveled to Seaside.

She arrived at the hotel Ali had told her they would be staying at thinking only of being reunited with him.

When she walked into the hotel lobby, expecting him to be waiting for her, she spotted Fluey who she thought was Ali and his band mates checking in.

As she walked up to where the boys were standing, she heard the clerk behind the check in counter, refer to the dark haired teenager, as Franky McAlister, as she was handing him, his room key.

Serina wrongly assumed, that the name was just another alias, that Ali was using, but she did wonder why he was dressed so strangely and in the company, of two other identically dressed teenagers.

She tapped Fluey on the shoulder, he turned around, thinking it was either an autograph hunter, or that Danalleah had arrived earlier then she said she could, Serina grabbed him around his chest in an affectionate hug.

"Oh Ali, My Prince, I'm so glad you arrived safely my darling!" Serina whispered into his ear.

Multi and Coiley had startled looks on their faces, while Fluey went absolutely pale.

This strange girl hugging him and addressing him as Prince Ali, brought back more nightmarish memories, even though after returning from that misadventure, the idea of being mistaken for Prince Ali HAD spur Fluey's own interest, in searching for his own parents and real identity.

Digging into his past against orders, he accidentally discovered his father, was actually Big D's son.

As Fluey grabbed her wrists to disengage her arms from around his chest, Coiley who hadn't heard what she had said to his band mate, blurted out, "Flyin Flipside! Look out Fangirl alert!"

Fluey was about to tell her she had the wrong guy, when he hard a gasp, looking up he shuddered, as he saw his girl friend Danalleah Critch, who HAD arrived early to surprise him.

Multi and Coiley both had the same reaction, "Holy Mesopotamia!"

Seeing Fluey apparently hugging another girl, hurt and misunderstanding what she saw, since Fluey Had looked very unhappy to see her, which in her mind, meant he was guilty of SOMETHING, Danalleah quickly turned around, walking rapidly away, hands over her face, in tears.

After she gave Fluey the dirtiest look she could muster, Multi's girlfriend Shawn Smith followed her, running to catch up to Danalleah, as she disappeared into an elevator.

Even though it was not his fault, Fluey knew he had to straighten things out with Danalleah ASAP, But, he was going to straighten this other girl out first.

"I'm NOT who you think I am." Fluey said.

"I don't understand beloved." Serina said, looking from Fluey to his band mates and back to Fluey, "Why do you act so strange? It's as if you didn't know me."

"LOOK…." there was a desperate look in Fluey's eyes, as he tried again, "I don't want to be rude….but really…you've made a mistake. My name is Franky, Franky McAlister, not Ali. I was mistaken for Prince Ali last year, in the Middle East when we went there on tour and it nearly cost me, my life….You have GOT to believe me….here….take a look at this."

Fluey quickly pulled out his wallet and taking out his driver's license with his ID photo, name and other information on it, showed it to the bewildered Serina.

Showing her his ID, the dark haired Impossible was finally able to convince Serina, he was not who she thought he was, but the damage, had already been done.

"Forgive my error, it is so unbelievable that two people could be unrelated and yet look so alike. You are the very image of my Ali." Serina exclaimed.

Rushing off, she left The Impossibles standing there, still a bit stunned at what had happened.

They hurriedly finished checking in and headed for the elevator to go up to their rooms to unpack, Fluey wanted to go to see Danalleah right away.

"Fluey, you've got to let her calm down a bit!" Multi was saying.

"Yeah, I'm not an expert on girlfriends, but I've seen how my older sisters have acted in these cases and Multi's right, when he says to give Danalleah, a little space to cool off, before you try to make up with her." Coiley suggested.

The drama at the reception desk had been a minor thing for the hotel staff.

Pre-warned about the Impossibles fans being eager and sometimes overly enthusiastic and although the trio of teen entertainers were experienced at handling these sorts of situations, the staff had of course, been ready to step in if needed.

Some very strong men, who looked very out of place in their bellman's uniforms, had contrived to take the Impossibles' luggage up and arrived back in the lobby, just in time to witness the scene between Serina and Franky, unlike her however, they were not fooled by his American disguise and companions.

They were swarthy men, hardened criminals and they had sworn an oath to the future Queen of Khakistan, Princess Sandrina.

They had tracked the movements of the prince, using information provided by his sister Sandrina, who had escaped prison with help from some members of the Middle Eastern Guild of Thieves, a mafia-like organization.

Fluey had more than just girl problems brewing.

He did not know it yet, but the dark haired Impossible would soon find himself, embroiled in a dangerous situation.

Now that she was, free from prison Sandrina gathered information from several underworld sources trying to track her brother down.

She had by chance come across a society page, of a Moroccan newspaper announcing an engagement of Serina Amira to Ali Alidean, which featured a picture.

Although the name was different, there was no mistaking the dark haired teenager in the picture.

The Guilds underworld contacts had started in Morocco, tracking Ali and Serina's movements all the way to America, eventually arriving at the Sea Breeze hotel.

Witnessing Serina mistaking Fluey for Ali, they reported this back to Sandrina.

Sandrina had arrived in the US and was in hiding, but after getting the report was on her way to the hotel and making plans, to capture and dispose of her brother, so she could, unabated, depose her ailing father, to become Queen of Khakistain.

Having arrived at the hotel, where her cohorts had reported the sighting that morning, walking through the lobby, a disguised Sandrina spotted Fluey, who had just excited the hotel elevator.

'He's still wearing that garish outfit!' she thought to herself, as she watched him walk into the hotel restaurant.

Of course, she still thought he WAS Ali, not knowing about the results of the DNA test, because she had been thrown in prison, at the same time as Fluey was being rushed to the hospital, after she shot him.

Sandrina set about arranging a kidnap trap.

Getting her goons quad together and preparing a way to subdue him, she wrote a note on the hotel stationary and gave it to a server in the restaurant.

Sandrina asked her to, "Give it to the handsome dark haired young man, in the booth!" pointing Fluey out, then left quickly to get ready.

Fluey had finally, after some extremely apologetic persuasion over the phone and after being hung up on several times arranged to meet Danalleah.

AND as mad as she was, after leaving the lobby in tears and going up to the room she had arranged to share with Shawn overnight, it wasn't easy to get her to agree to come back down to the lobby, so he could talk to her.

The hotel had its own café restaurant, where guests could get a meal or snack with out having to leave the hotel.

It was here at, 'The Whispering Waters cafe', so named for the small recreated waterfall and little bubbling pond, near the front, that Fluey waited anxiously, hoping to straighten out this mess and make up with Danalleah and explain about the misunderstanding, with the other girl.

Fluey nervously sipped on a soda, as he waited in the booth for her and contemplated the bottom of his glass. He hated having this kind of misunderstanding happen.

He and Multi were lucky that their girlfriends were as accepting as they were, in the case of their fans, but….he also knew all too well, that no girl was that forgiving, if they thought the boy was at fault.

He waited for Danalleah and his band mates.

They had contacted him through his wrist watch communicator, to tell him they had finished putting things away in their rooms and would be down right away, to have a bite to eat AND provide some moral support.

Fluey was given the message, by the waitress and from the contents, it seemed to be from the girl who had come up to him that morning, giving Fluey the problem with his girlfriend, it read, " Please Ali, meet me in the lobby, Serina."

Fluey thought it was strange that she was still addressing him as his royal look-alike, but he was also thinking, that the chance to have this Serina explain directly to Danalleah, was just too irresistible for him to pass up.

That would of course be AFTER he straightened out the misunderstanding, with this mystery girl.

He crumpled up the note and went to stuff it in his pocket, but he was not watching what he was doing and instead of going into his pocket, it fell to the floor beside the booth.

Sandrina confronted Fluey as he walked out the door of the café. "Hello, LITTLE brother!"

"YOU!" Fluey shouted, as he recognized her.

Starting to back up he ran into her VERY large minions.

As he was backing up Fluey reached into his pocket grabbing his **transformer**, but before he could activate it, the two big goons, who had slipped in behind him, grabbed his arms causing him to involuntarily toss his transformer, backward through the restaurant door, it landed on the floor near the front desk, by the register.

"Bring him!" Sandrina said to her henchmen.

Fluey started to try to squirm out of their grasp, which was causing unwanted attention by passersby, so one of the big muscle bound men, used a chloroformed soaked cloth, holding it firmly over Fluey's mouth and nose.

As hard as he tried the dark haired teenager, could not fight its effects and passed out.

With an evil smirk on her face, Sandrina directed her minions, "Pick him up and let's get out of here!"

One of the men picked up the unconscious teenager and they hurriedly left, heading toward the back entrance of the hotel.

As luck would have it, the woman behind the register, fortunately for Fluey, saw the kidnapping.

She was using the phone and summoning security, when Danalleah, Shawn, who had accompanied her, Coiley, Multi and Skittles, who had all met near the elevator, had arrived at the door to the restaurant and entered looking for Fluey.

"Excuse me Miss, Multi said, we're looking for a friend of ours…."

Looking at the two teens dressed in the identical outfit she had seen Fluey wearing, She hung up the phone, then nervously interrupted Multi, asking, "Is he…medium height….with Black hair and dressed like you guys?"

Getting a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach Multi replied, "Yes…Why?"

"Because a couple of big guys and a woman, just grabbed him right outside the door, knocked him out with some kind of drug on a handkerchief and carried him out that way!" She replied pointing to the back door of the hotel.

As Multi was talking to the woman, Skittles got every ones attention by barking and doing her (POING) pointing thing, at the little square device on the floor, Coiley knelt down and picked it up…

"Oh No, Tremblin Transistors!" he exclaimed as he stood up, with a shocked look on his face, then he whispered to Multi, "It's Fluey's transformer, he's in trouble, with no way to change into his super identity."

Meanwhile, Skittles had sniffed around, her super sensitive nose leading her to a new clue, this time, she'd found the crumpled note on the floor, near the booth, Fluey had been sitting at, waiting for Danalleah and his band mates.

She picked up the paper ball and brought it over to the others. She put it down by Multi and used her mouth to grab and tug on Multi's pants leg.

Multi didn't respond, because he was still talking to the register person, trying to get what information he could, so she tugged harder, almost causing him to topple over backward, finally getting his attention.

He looked down to admonish the pup and noticing the paper ball, picked it up and un-rumpled the note, spreading it out to read it.

"That was the note, your friend got, just before he was grabbed by the big guys and that woman." said the lady who had witnessed the kidnapping.

Just as they were wondering about the sender of the note, Serina walked in, she had been walking through the lobby on her way to meet Ali, who had contacted her to let her know that he was in the lobby.

Serina saw the two teenaged boys she had seen that morning, with the one, she had thought, was Ali, along with two girls and a puppy, standing just inside the Whispering Waters café, talking to the register person.

She walked in and up to them, "Excuse me; I just wanted to explain more about this morning, I…."

She did not get any further, because Danalleah quickly stepped over to her, grabbing her by the shoulders, yelling, "Where is he, Where's FRANKY, (even in her anger and fright about his safety, Danalleah remembered to use Fluey's other name) WHAT have you DONE with him?"

Taken aback by this outburst, Serina had a shocked look on her face, too stunned by Danalleah's actions, to say anything immediately.

Shawn was trying to hold back a growling Skittles, Multi and Coiley had advanced on Serina as well.

She finally opened her mouth to say something, when a very familiar voice, from behind them announced.

"I would suggest you release my Fiancée, or I assure you, there will be Trouble."

The group in the café, turned to look in the direction the voice had come from…

Authors notes, **Little square, hand held machines, invented at SSHQ, which allow the Impossibles to transform into their super hero identities and back to their normal selves, without having to be together.**