Okay, first, make sure that you HAVE read all previous chapters (sorry to keep going on about this, but I'm trying to not confuse as many people as possible)

Secondly, I'd like to credit my brother mg34 (who co-wrote "Parallel Lives" for those who remember) for the first two paragraphs. Enjoy!

7. Happy Days

This was a good time to be a super villain. Thanks to the huge numbers of them that had escaped from prison the previous week, there was now an overflow of criminals, running the police and superheroes ragged. With the authorities so busy a cunning villain could get away with murder, or at least robbery.

Or that was how the media portrayed it. In fact it was a very bad time to be a Super Villain. Because, as with all government departments, when they have been publicly embarrassed the SSR quadruple there efforts to catch ever criminal they can.

As a result many more Super Villains were caught and publicly beaten to a pulp in order to restore public confidence. They were then thrown in a dark damp jail with nothing to do other then develop an unhealthy hatred for the super hero (or heroes) that put them there. In fact the wise Super Villain (not that there are many of those) knows that it is much safer to commit a crime just after a big superhero success, such as saving the world from a psychopathic Android who had intended to humiliate them at a fighting tournament or an evil villain with a laser death ray. Then the SSR are so pleased with themselves that they tend not to worry about the guy with the shock gloves robbing a bank.

This was, however a good time to be a crime lord. Firstly because there was lots of cheap labour available on the market, and secondly, because the heroes are all far too busy beating up that cheep labour to worry about what a crime lord was doing. Of course the fraud squad still did, but it wasn't there job to keep an eye out for potential attempts at world domination.

Hence, Mr. L. Luthor was browsing through a plan for such an attempt in relative peace. He flicked through the pages distractedly. Maybe, just maybe, this was the plan that would finally allow him to fulfil his dream of world domination.

It wasn't his first dream though. Luthor had been at something of a loose end ever since Superman had died. Unable to completely shift his anger and hatred on to someone else, he'd dabbled for a while with trying to kill Superman's closest friends and allies, but could never summon up enough enthusiasm to complete the task, (well, that was his excuse and he was sticking to it.)

But this was a good plan. A very good plan. It was the perfect chance for him to not only take over the world, but also a chance for him to gain revenge on the person that had robbed him of his life's ambition.

He pressed the intercom and contacted his assistant. "We have found this pyramid right?" he asked.

"Yes Mr. Luthor, some explores found it last month, and our mercenaries secured it this morning."

"The explores?"

"Disposed of sir."

"Good. Tell the mercenaries that I'll pay them double for this." Of course he wouldn't, but be the time they'd realised it would be far too late. "And put me through to Rhino," he added. "I have a job for him."

Bubbles arrived in the science department. "I'm here for some standard tests," she said to Gohan. The sayain looked up.

"Really? Well you're not on my list." He scratched his head. "Have I got the wrong day again?" he moaned.

"No Gohan," said the Professor from next door, "she's booked in with me."

As Gohan acknowledged this and directed Bubbles through, Bubbles smiled, actually and mentally. So Blossom had put her with her "dad." Sign of weakness, she thought. That could be used somewhere. She was also aware that Gohan took longer then expected to look away from her again. She really did have power…

"Hi Professor," she said cheerfully, "how's it going."

"Pretty well," he coughed. "My backs got worse but other then that, its fine. You look well."

"Thanks, I feel well," Bubbles said. "I suppose that's why they want me tested. People feeling wellaroundhereare very rare."

The Professor laughed. "Yes, I suppose so. Right, let me just get your file." He bent down into a cabinet, not a pain free activity for someone his age, and started searching.

Quick as a flash, Bubbles shot blue blots out of her self and into all the near be equipment. Immediately, she gained complete control of the lot. Her sisters weren't going to get anything from these tests, except from confirmation that she was now better then them. But no idea of by how much.

She glanced back at the Professor, who was still struggling in the cabinet. She took pity on him. "Here, let me help you," she whisper, and a blue blot shot into his back. He immediately stood back up again.

"Here it is," he said, and walked back to his chair. "Now let start these test…" he stopped as he sat down. "My back feels better," he said, amazed.

Bubbles looked. "Fancy that," she exclaimed. Imagine Blossom and Buttercup thinking her change was a bad thing…

Back at the Panner household, a few hours latter, Eddy was getting read for a nice relaxing afternoon. The sun was shining, the sky was blue, the breeze was gentle and fresh and he was booked in for a round of golf with his wife and a few friends. What could be better?

He looked at his watch, and then called upstairs. "Come on Edward, we need to be at the course in half an hour!" No response. "Taking a long time over dressing won't change the clothes."

Eventually Edward appeared, with a face like a boggy peat, wearing clashing checked trousers and matching berry. "Can't I have some homework to get out of this?" Eddy chose to ignore that, and focus on his son's attire.

"Just be glad that it is not a red top with a black strip," he said. "Now come on."

Edward scooped up some golf clubs, and stomped to the door. "How come MJ got out of this?" he asked.

"She's with a friend from school," said Eddy calmly. Edward stopped.

"MJ doesn't have any friends," he said bluntly. "They all think she's a freak, and she doesn't seem to care… too much." Eddy paused and thought about this.

"Nah," he said, "she must have some friends. So quit moaning and come on!"

Bubbles was pleased with her results from the test. Sure, they showed an increase in her power, speed and strength, but not by as much as they actually had. They'd increased by an explainable amount.

Now she was supposed to be on patrol, but instead she was treating it as a gentle stroll. If there was trouble, she'd pick it up in the air. Besides, it was a beautiful day, and only four o'clock. Not many criminals would be active at this sort of time.

Then, she picked something up. "Well what do you know," she muttered, and stopped by a wall. Almost immediately, a huge creature burst through the wall in front of her. A huge man in a Rhino costume. He seemed to be made of nothing but muscle and that included inside his skull. He grunted irritably.

"I've been sent here to fetch you!" he said. Bubbles looked innocent.

"Who me?"

"Yes!"

"Who sent you?" Bubbles asked sweetly. The Rhino snorted aggressively.

"I don't have to answer to you!" he roared, and head down, he charged Bubbles, who simple stepped (by quickly) out of the way. Rhino smashed through some cars before coming to a stop. Swinging round, be roared and charged back, the ground shaking under his feet. It was clear that it would take something more solid then a mere building, or skinny girl. Bubbles stood her ground calmly, and soon the Rhino was nearly on top of her. He laughed and made a final thrust with all his strength. Bubbles grabbed his horn, and dug in. The concrete was ripped up, as she was driven back, but only for a few feet. Rhino realised he'd stopped and started to panic.

"What the hell?" he grunted. Bubbles smiled viciously, and hoisted him by the horn above her head. She let him flop and wiggle for a bit, before speaking firmly.

"I ask you again; who sent you?"

"Lex Luthor," Rhino whined.

"Why!"

"HE…He wants your help… I… he has a plan… he knows you power…don't hurt me…" Bubble's face changed. It relaxed. An opportunity…

However, a huge rhino running around the streets at four in the afternoon was not going to go unnoticed. Bubbles turned round slowly, to she Batman standing nearby. "Need a hand," he asked grimly. Bubbles considered, as Rhino sweated. Then she smiled again.

"No thanks," she said, and fired a blue beam from her eyes. It caught the surprised Bat off guard, and he collapsed in a heap on the floor. Bubbles lowered an equally surprised Rhino to the floor.

"What makes Luthor think that I wouldn't want to help him voluntarily?" she asked innocently with a hint of danger. "Why did he have to send the mindless muscle?"

Rhino blinked. "I… I…" he was still looking at Batman. Bubbles glanced back.

"He'll be fine," she said, "just with a bit of memory loose. Now stop gibbering and take me to Luthor."

Rhino decided not to say anything else and lead the way. Bubbles followed, as did someone else. MJ – in Spider-puff costume – had watched the whole thing. So, Brick was right, she thought, but why? What did Bubbles hope to gain from all this? If she was caught would Bubbles deal with her that ruthlessly? And why was a Marvel underling working for a DC comic's super villain?

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