"Queen Beryl!" yelled Jadeite. "I found a new source of energy!"
"Alright," said Beryl hesitantly. "You better get to that before you come up with some distraction."
"Of course," said Jadeite. He paused for a moment, almost waiting for some kind of distraction. But none came.
"Stop stalling," said Beryl.
Jadeite let out a long, sad sigh.
"Mhhhhh," sighed Jadeite. "Alright, so the humans have this thing called love."
"I've heard of it," said Beryl.
"Yes, yes," said Jadeite. "And I will use this energy they spend on this so-called love-"
That's when a baseball came flying right for Jadeite's head at 120 mph.
That's when there was a dramatic sound effect, and Jadeite turned around at 100% alertness.
He held out his hand and lightning sparked it in, and the baseball was stopped in mid-air, identical to the time he caught the Moon Tiara.
The baseball dropped to the ground and rolled to his feet.
He picked it up and examined it.
"What the hell is that?!" said Beryl.
"Aaaah, good work!" said Nephrite, coming out from the shadows.
"Very well done," said Zoisite.
"I think we're ready," said Kunzite.
"What is this?!" demanded Beryl. "Some kind of jamboree?! Or is that just what the young people are doing nowadays? Throwing baseballs at people's heads?"
"No," said Jadeite. "We're just preparing for the big game."
"The big energy snatching game?" asked Beryl hopelessly.
"Of course not," laughed Zoisite. "The American baseball game."
"You're gonna play some American baseball?" asked Beryl. "It's not the best use of your team, but I guess it could help improve your reflexes."
"No," said Jadeite. "We're just going to the game to watch, and if we're lucky we'll catch a fly ball! That's why we've been practicing."
"Yes," said Kunzite. "Nephrite is a slow learner. He got hit ten times before he finally caught a ball."
"I was sleeping!" argued Nephrite. "And the other five times I was standing at the soda machine minding my own business. And that was also before you told me about our training!"
"Excuses, excuses," said Kunzite.
"I'll show you an excuse," said Nephrite.
He went to throw a punch, and Kunzite took his battle stance.
But Nephrite quickly threw a baseball at 160 mph.
Kunzite caught it in an underhand grab, and his eyes sparkled for a split second, sound effect and everything.
"You're lucky," said Nephrite.
"I am no slouch," said Kunzite.
Beryl was starting to get mad, and one of her eyes was twitching.
"Alright," said Zoisite. "We'd love to stay and chat, but we've got to get going. Come on, Jadeite."
"Seeya, Beryl!" said Jadeite, skipping away.
Beryl clenched her fist. "Darn that Jadeite!"
The Shitennou took their seats behind centerfield.
They were all sporting sports garb, and of course catching gloves.
Nephrite had a hotdog in his hand, and took a chomp.
"Not bad," he said. "But not worth the ten dollars."
"Where did you get that?!" said Zoisite.
"One of those boys running around. They give out food," explained Nephrite.
"What?!" cried Zoisite. "When's he coming back?!"
"I wouldn't know," said Nephrite. "He might never come back."
"No!" cried Zoisite.
That's when Zoisite spotted a food boy.
"Yo!" he said. "Lemonade!"
"Errr, okay," said the young boy.
He threw the lemonade to Zoisite at light speed, but Zoisite wasn't quick on his hands.
"Butter fingers!" he yelled.
"No," said Jadeite. "You gotta do it like this. Boy!" he yelled. "Cheeseburger!"
The boy threw it at lightspeed, but Jadeite caught it in his catching glove.
He took a bite while still holding it in his glove.
"Why's he throwing it at lightspeed?" demanded Zoisite.
"Quiet," said Kunzite. "It's time to sing the baseball song!"
Kunzite stood to his feet, and put his hand on his chest.
The other Shitennou quickly scrambled to their feet.
"Take me out to the ball game!" they chanted with everyone else.
"Buy me some peanuts and Apple Jack's!" yelled Jadeite, at not the right verse.
"Stop it!" said Nephrite. "You're ruining the song!"
Suddenly, the music stopped playing.
"We apologize," said the announcer. "Someone ruined the song."
"HEY!" yelled Jadeite.
"Wow," said Kunzite. "I'm so embarrassed."
Several innings passed, and the home team was winning.
"GO HOME TEAM!" yelled Kunzite at the top of his lungs, almost like a battle roar.
Several people turned around and looked at him.
"Quit your staring, foolish humans," said Kunzite.
Meanwhile, Jadeite was giving the food boys a run for their money, and they had to send a three-man operation to satisfy all Jed's food needs.
"Keep it coming!" yelled Jadeite. He barked orders as several boys passed food to each other like a baton during a race.
It was almost a continuous conveyer belt, and Jadeite was chowing down at top speeds.
"Ridiculous," said Nephrite. "The boys and their continuous tossing is distracting me!"
"I know, right?" said Zoisite.
Suddenly the announcer let out a howl. "It's time for the Kiss Cam!"
"Oooh, who's it gonna be?" asked Jadeite giddily.
That's when the Kiss Cam turned on Nephrite and Zoisite.
"Hey!" said Jadeite. "You're on screen!"
He put his face in front of Nephrite's and started waving at the camera.
Nephrite threw him a shove. "Get off me!" he said.
"Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!" the entire stadium started chanting.
On the giant flat screen, it had fireworks and hearts.
"The nerve of these people," said Kunzite. "Move it over one person!"
"No," said the announcer.
"Well," said Jadeite. "Looks like you have no choice."
That's when Nephrite got steamed, and blew up the camera.
"Ooooooh," said the announcer. "We got ourselves a shy couple."
"Shut up!" yelled Nephrite.
The announcer stumbled for his words, and then decided to just resume the game.
"You can start playing again," said the announcer, and all the teams went back to their places.
They thought they would have a few moments downtime, and they actually did for one inning.
But then the crowd started to get rowdy, and something started brewing in the other side of seats.
"They're doing waves!" yelled Jadeite. "GET READY GUYS!" he said, pushing Nephrite's shoulder.
"No way," said Nephrite. "I'm not that childish."
The wave was quickly approaching, and Jed had to ready himself.
"OH NO!" he cried. "It's coming too fast! I gotta keep the rhythm!"
Jadeite's heart was beating 350 times a minute as the wave spun all around the stadium.
That's when it passed the Shitennou, and Jadeite leapt out of his seat and swung his arms up into the air.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" he screamed.
Nephrite simply rolled his eyes, and Zoisite wasn't paying attention.
Kunzite just crossed his arms rebelliously as the wave passed over them like a wave.
"Woo, that was intense," said Jadeite, landing on the ground after 15 seconds airborne.
"That was stupid," said Zoisite.
"Good," said Kunzite. "Now we can stop playing these audience games and get back to the baseball."
"IT'S ANOTHER WAAAVE!" yelled Jadeite, as another wave came flying at them.
"Ridiculous!" said Kunzite. "The audience needs to control themselves. Who is the source of these waves?"
The wave came flying at them, and Jadeite grabbed onto Nephrite's arm and threw it into the air.
"NOOOO!" cried Nephrite.
"HahahahA!" yelled Jadeite.
"How foolish," said Zoisite.
Kunzite was on guard to see who was starting the waves.
That's when a wave started to surface, and Kunzite pinpointed its source.
"Hey!" he yelled directly at the rowdy pack on the other side of the field. "Stop making waves!"
"What?!" they called. "You talking to us?!"
"YES!" yelled Kunzite at the top of his lungs. "STOP MAKING WAVES!"
"Ah," said Jadeite. "So that's how waves start."
He threw his arms in the air, starting a wave, and everyone followed suit.
"HEY!" said Kunzite. "There's nothing I can do about them starting waves over there, but I won't let someone start one on this side of the field."
"You can't stop me!" yelled Jadeite. "The power is flowing through my veins. I can make waves like Neptune himself!"
He threw his arms up in the air, creating another wave.
"I'm warning you," said Kunzite.
"You can't stop me!" yelled Jadeite, making another wave before the first wave had finished.
That's when Jadeite overdid it, and threw his arms up in the air once more.
But no one followed his lead.
"Shoot," said Jadeite.
"Haha," said Kunzite. "The audience got bored."
That's when, while their guards were down, a fly ball came flying right for them.
The screen split into four, as they all turned their eyes.
"MIIIIIIIIIIIIINE!" yelled Jadeite, diving prematurely and tumbling into some people in front of him.
Nephrite leapt high into the air for the ball, but Kunzite tackled him. "Now, Zoisite!" he yelled.
"MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE!" yelled Zoisite.
"No fair!" yelled Nephrite.
But right before Zoisite could snag it, a young girl from a row in front of them flung herself towards the ball.
"Hey!" said Zoisite. "You can't do that, I already called it!"
Zoisite had no choice but to throw a knee right into the girl's head, sending her into the unconscious realm.
He did a leap and grabbed the ball, landing on his feet at the railing.
"EEEEEEASY!" said Zoisite.
"Hey!" said the girl's parents. "Don't you have any honor?! This is little Susie's first game! Why couldn't you just let a young girl get the ball?"
"Baseball is a boy's sport!" said Zoisite. "Tell little Susie to go back to softball!"
That's when the dad got mad and threw a wild punch, knocking Zoisite off his feet.
But he clung to the ball like it was the Holy Grail.
Zoisite stood back up and threw a bodyslam, sending the dad into peril.
Several bystanding fans joined into the scuffle, and several cameramen ran to it and made no effort to stop it.
That's when the mascot ran up in a goofy costume, and started dancing to try and make humor out of the big brawl.
But Zoisite wasn't one for humor, and he threw a leaping kick at the mascot, deheading him.
"HEY!" yelled the nerd. "I can't be seen!"
The nerd had no choice but to throw his body at full force, not even at Zoisite, just at a couple people exchanging punches like a secret Santa.
He took them to the ground, and finally the fight was broken up by the police.
Zoisite slipped into the crowd, pretending like he never started the fight, and sat down back in his seat, covered in bruises and several snacks that were brought into the fray.
"I got the ball," said Zoisite.
"Good work!" said Kunzite.
They watched as several people were escorted out of the stadium.
Jed grabbed some popcorn that was in Zoisite's hair.
"Not bad," he said.
"D'ah," said Zoisite. "My beautiful hair. Whatcha gonna do though?"
It was the sixth inning, and the Shitennou were getting antsy for some more audience action.
"I don't think any more balls are coming this way," said Kunzite. "It was a mere fluke."
"Sad," said Nephrite. "You're lucky though. I'm gonna tackle you next time one does, and then Jed's gonna catch the ball."
"I am?" said Jadeite, munching on a snow cone.
"Stop munching that snow cone so wildly," said Zoisite. "You're getting snow on me."
The Shitennou continued to wait patiently for a fly ball, but none came.
Nephrite sat back in his seat, since he had been on the edge of it for some time, and took out a cellphone.
He quickly checked his Instagram, and saw a picture of Melvin with Molly at the beach.
"GRRrrR!" said Nephrite. "Why didn't we go to the beach?!"
"Just post a picture on your Instagram about the baseball game," said Jadeite.
"No way," said Nephrite. "This is my stalker Instagram. My only pictures are off Google Images, and memes. I use this to spy on Molly and that nerd."
"Weird guy," said Zoisite.
That's when Zoisite got a brilliant idea.
"Hey Jeddo!" said Zoisite.
"Yes?" said Jadeite.
"I triple dog triple dare you to go streak across the field!"
"What is that?" asked Jadeite.
"It's where you leap over the railing and run onto the field nude," explained Zoisite.
"No way!" said Jadeite. "No such thing exists! Sounds like you just want to see me embarrass myself."
"No," said Zoisite. "Nephrite, show him!"
Nephrite brought up a tape of someone streaking.
"See?" said Nephrite. "It actually is common."
"No way," said Jadeite. "This must be a new trend. Like the ice bucket idiot thing."
"That's an old trend," said Zoisite. "But streaking's as old of a sport as baseball."
"Hmmmm," said Jadeite. "I don't know. This just sounds like that time you wanted me to leap in the lion's den!"
"When did that happen?" said Nephrite.
"You weren't there for that," said Kunzite.
"Wait, when was this?!" said Nephrite.
"We went to the zoo," said Kunzite.
"I was there!" said Nephrite. "But I didn't see Jadeite leap into the lion's den!"
"Oh," said Zoisite. "Well, I dared him to leap into the lion's den, and that fool actually went along with it."
"See?" said Jadeite. "This is just another one of your pranks, Zoisite."
"What's the worst that can happen?" encouraged Nephrite. "Kunzite, back me up on this one."
"I refuse to encourage such adolescent behavior," said Kunzite. "But I'm not saying I'll stop you."
"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," considered Jadeite for a very long time. "Hmmmmmmmm, this game is pretty boring, and that does sound pretty funny. To interrupt the game. It reminds me of my old days on Toontown where I'd interrupt game shows at people's estates by pretending to be one of the players."
"Yes," said Zoisite. "And this is on a much larger scale. If you're lucky, someone might be live recording, and they won't be able to cut it in time so you'll show up on live TV!"
Jadeite was getting giddy.
"Alright," he said. "But one condition."
"Okay," said Zoisite.
"The clothes remain on," stated Jadeite.
"I guess," said Nephrite. "It will still be kind of funny."
"When are you gonna do it?" said Kunzite. "People start leaving before the end of the game to beat traffic, so you can't wait too long."
"When the right moment comes," said Jadeite.
Jadeite waited for the right moment for 50 minutes, and all the others thought he was bluffing.
But that's when he sprung out of his seat with no warning, right when someone was up to bat.
He ran down the steps, and leapt over the railing like a hurdle.
He started sprinting at top speeds towards the baseball diamond.
"Wait, where am I going?" said Jadeite. "How do I get out of this?"
That's when he turned around to see several guards running onto the field right after him.
"OooooOH no!" said Jadeite. He picked his sprint up to a mad sprint, like that time he was being chased by planes.
" E!?" howled Jadeite, running for his life.
"GOOOOO JADEITE!" cheered the Shitennou.
"I can't believe he ran towards the bases instead of across the outfield," said Nephrite. "What a wild man."
Jadeite almost made it to the infield, however the pitcher stopped throwing balls long ago and simply watched.
The guards were quickly gaining on him, and Jadeite realized they were coming from all angles.
He made a sharp turn right for the wall, and tried to leap over it.
But the men grabbed his legs, and threw him to the ground.
"OOOOH NO!" yelled Jadeite.
He tried to scramble to his feet, but ten men leapt on top of him, immobilizing him.
Then they sent a scattered wave of punches, concentrating most of them around the spinal area.
Jadeite knew he had to fight for his life, and threw a wild kick right into a man's jaw.
He leapt to his feet, and threw a punch at another man, creating an opening in their defenses.
He tried to book it through the opening, but he didn't get far, as they tackled him like football players.
That's when the armed guards started running in with Tasers, and Jadeite had no choice but to fire lightning out of his palms, killing three men since his trajectory was off from receiving many punches.
"Well, there goes Jadeite," said Zoisite.
"No," said Nephrite. "We have to help him!"
"y," said Zoisite.
"Because," said Nephrite. "We can't let these guards win! They think they're hot stuff!"
"You're right," said Zoisite. "Let's go help Jed."
"I agree," said Kunzite. "Let's teach these busters a lesson for being so savage just because someone wanted to have some fun in life. It caused no harm!"
"Well, we don't know what Jadeite would have done if he made it to the infield," said Nephrite. "He might have tried to throw a kick at the pitcher's throwing arm or something. But that's beside the point."
Meanwhile, on the field, Jadeite was nearly subdued.
They had his arms and legs pinned by one man, and a man approached with a max powered Taser.
A bead of sweat dropped down Jadeite's face.
That's when suddenly out of nowhere, the man with the Taser was tossed across the field, as Nephrite landed in front of Jed and retracted his kick.
"Need any help?" asked Nephrite suavely.
"Yes," said Jadeite.
The men unpinned Jadeite, and circled around Nephrite.
But while they were offguard, Jadeite leapt up and threw an overhead mallet punch, right into a man's neck killing him.
They were shocked to see that Jadeite still had energy in reserves, and split their forces between the two ruffians.
But that's when everything turned from bad to worse with the guards, when three were toppled down like bowling pins via a dark wave from Zoisite.
"Zoi!" yelled Zoisite.
Two men came charging right for him, but suddenly they found themselves being lifted off the ground in a cyclone of petals.
"What is this?!" demanded a man.
That's when Zoisite released them, just to throw a beam and kill them.
He threw another beam sweeping ten men away.
Nephrite started chanting, and shot a barrage of blasts towards many men.
A particularly strong man threw a full tackle right at Nephrite like a football player, taking him right to the ground.
"WOAH!" yelled Nephrite.
Nephrite threw a punch into the man's stomach, and while his fist was still connected, unleashed a beam, sending him flying into the air like a geyser.
His battered corpse landed on the ground, dead.
Kunzite appeared with a swift teleport animation, but there was so much force that ten men were swept off their feet.
Kunzite raised his arm, and a man dropped dead, and then he summoned two boomerangs and threw them, killing ten men.
He threw an explosive energy ball, like the one he threw at the cats, taking out five men.
They thought they had thinned the crowd of guards, but they were reforming fast.
A man ran up and threw a sliding kick straight for Kunzite's shin.
"Oof!" yelled Kunzite.
He picked the man up by the neck and destroyed him.
But that's when five men leapt on his back, and took him to the ground, trying to pin him.
Kunzite glowed with energy, and sent out an explosive wave around him, defeating the men, and climbing to his feet.
Nephrite, meanwhile, was going from man to man, quickly ending them.
He threw a leaping kick into one man's heart, destroying him, and then he quickly turned around and threw an elbow into a man's neck, killing him.
A man dove for Nephrite, but he leapt into the air.
He came flying down with a kick, ending two men who were running right for him.
That's when Nephrite found himself in a full nelson, but Nephrite grabbed nelson in his arms, and threw his back to the ground, using his weight to crush the man.
He threw a punch into a man's stomach, and all the man's bones shattered, causing him to die.
Nephrite threw a kick into a man's rib, and the guy died a slow painful death.
Nephrite threw a flyby, sweeping two men off their feet.
Another man tried to pull the sneak on Nephrite, but he spun around faster than the man could see, and grabbed him by the face, and threw him right into the crowd.
His fate remained unknown, but by that point, the crowd was wild like piranhas, so it's assumed the man died. Maybe even from the velocity he was thrown. His odds of survival let's just say didn't look good.
Nephrite threw a dropkick, killing a row of men, but before he could get to his feet, as everyone knows the dropkick takes a long time to recover from, danger approached.
Several projectile Tasers flew at him, giving him a mean shock, but he broke free and started running.
Zoisite found himself cornered against the wall, by 20 men who were inching towards him.
But Kunzite ran up and destroyed them all.
Kunzite held his arms up, protecting Zoisite, as men just started throwing their bodies right into his solid form.
But Kunzite's form didn't waver, as they threw themselves time after time, full body and all.
That's when ten men threw a concentrated throw, back-first, right for Kunzite's legs, sweeping him off his feet.
"Kunzite!" cried Zoisite, knowing things did not look good.
A man ran up and socked Zoisite right in the face, and Zoisite had no choice but to kill him.
"My face!" he yelled, cradling his face.
Two men leapt into the air, right for Zoisite, ready with an overhead mallet punch.
But Nephrite threw himself, not of course for Zoisite, but for the greater good, sending the two men into peril.
"I didn't need your help!" lied Zoisite.
"Can it, tsundere boy!" yelled Nephrite.
Meanwhile, Jadeite threw a wildpunch, killing a man.
Ten projectile Tasers flew at him, but he grabbed one, and started extracting its energy.
The Taser ran out of juice, and the man retracted it.
"Huh?" he said. "I just charged this!"
That's when Jadeite unleashed 1 billion volt lightning from all the lightning he absorbed, killing 50 men.
"WOoo!" said Jadeite, getting on his hands and knees.
But there was no break for Jadeite to catch his breath, as ten men leapt on his back before he could get to his feet.
The Shitennou fought for many hours, and most of the fans went home.
Eventually they had to call off the game, as the baseball stadium had now become a full arena, with the whole field taken up by guards, rowdy people who wanted to help the guards, and the opposing side.
"We just keep killing them, but they keep coming!" said Jadeite. "It's been ten hours, and we must have piled up 100,000 bodies by now!"
"It's an endless stream coming!" said Zoisite, defending himself, but barely.
"Where are these guards coming from!?" demanded Kunzite. "Where is their source?! Someone needs to put a dam so the water stops rushing in."
"It's ENDLESS!" yelled Nephrite, throwing a kick. "I didn't know there were this many guards in the world! And how did they get here so fast?!"
The Shitennou continued to plow through the guards, but the frequency of their kills were decreasing steadily from fatigue.
"I'm thinking we escape soon," said Kunzite.
"No way," said Nephrite, throwing punches. "Surely we're near the final wave!"
"You said that two hours ago!" said Zoisite, as two mean men punched him in the stomach.
"Wow," said Jadeite. "I don't want to retreat from humans, but it's been ten hours. We proved our point that we're superior. If we knew that there was an endpoint at some point, surely we'd have enough strength to push through, but considering that it seems endless, I think it's time for a tactical retreat."
"You're kidding," said Nephrite. "From humans!?"
"Ten hours!" yelled Zoisite, as he got consumed by men.
"Rrrrr," said Nephrite. "Fine. Just 100 more men."
That's when he turned to see the entire seating of the stadium was filled by guards, and they were filing in single file down the steps.
Another single file line was coming in from every opening to the stadium.
"Goodbye," said Nephrite.
He leapt into the air, and as his final act, threw a giant energy bomb, killing 100 men.
He faded away as part of his teleport.
Kunzite put 50 men in a bubble, but was unable to finish closing it, as he had to be uninterrupted and men kept throwing punches to his hands, realizing they were the source.
Kunzite teleported away, and Jadeite flew up into the air and vanished.
Zoisite tried to turn into petals, but they started swatting them, and Zoisite soon realized they would not let the petals fly off into the wind.
He finally spawned a portal, right under 20 men's feet, and leapt right in.
1,000 men drained in as well, and some by accident but most on purpose.
But once Zoisite made it to the Negaverse, he was safe, because the numbers were too thin to keep him from teleporting away.
Once he teleported to a safe spot, he started jumping off into the Negawoods, and remained there for 20 minutes until he knew it was safe.
"Here's our tickets," said Kunzite, handing the ticket boy 5 tickets.
"Thank you," said the boy.
"Hey," said Jadeite to the boy as he passed him. "It'd be a real shame if someone interfered with today's game."
"Yes," agreed the boy. "Baseball players work hard, and they wouldn't deserve that."
Everyone chuckled.
Then they kept walking.
They sat down in their seats, which were right at the front rails behind home plate.
"Hey," said Nephrite. "Nice seats. How did we arrange these?"
"Thanks," said Zoisite. "I camped Ebay for ten years to finally nail five tickets next to each other."
"Hey!" said Kenji. "Am I on TV?"
"I'd assume so," said Kunzite. "Considering we're right behind the home plate."
"Hey," said Kenji. "I should make vulgar gestures, so then they have to cut the recording on TV."
"No," said Kunzite. "That would blow our cover, and we'd get thrown out before we run across the field."
"Good point," said Kenji.
"Why is he even here?" said Zoisite.
"Ah," said Jadeite. "He begged to come once he saw our antics from yesterday on TV."
"Yes," said Kenji. "I was quite surprised to see none other than my boys the Shitennou run across the field. But they quickly cut to commercials and played commercials for three hours, before putting on a different game. It looked like a lot of fun, and there's nothing I like more than triggering people. Especially my son Shingle."
"Yes," said Jadeite. "And the more the people running, the more it disrupts the game."
"Hmm," said Zoisite. "Just don't mess it up."
"Will do," said Kenj. "Boy! Toast!"
A boy threw him some toast.
"Thank you," said Kenji.
"I better get some snack too, as we have to wait until it's the most important moment of the game," said Nephrite.
It took seven innings, and the game was at a very serious moment.
The score was tied, and the bases were loaded. If a good hitter went up, he could throw a very good grand slam (not the attack.)
That's when the star hitter of the whole team stepped to the plate, and the crowd went wild.
"It's time," said Kunzite.
"Yes," said Jadeite. "I hope you all brought your jogging shoes."
Nephrite had full cleats on, and Kenji had shoes that were once owned by Olympic runners.
"Wait, I got it!" said Jed. "I'll throw everyone off guard by starting a wave!"
"Sounds like you're just making an excuse to throw a wave," said Kunzite.
"No," lied Jadeite.
"You better watch it," said Zoisite. "Waves are a serious business. If you misuse them, bad things will come."
"Lies," said Jadeite.
Jadeite threw a wave, and it went around the map. But right before it came back and hit the Shitennou, Jadeite leapt over the rail and started sprinting to the outfield.
"We got a runner!" screamed the head of the guards.
At that moment, the star hitter slammed the ball into the outfield.
They tried to continue the game and catch the ball, but that's when Jadeite swooped by, flanked by no less than 200 guards.
The game was disrupted and the ball hit the ground, but no one ran the bases.
"Hey!" said Kenji. "Why'd you send him in alone? Is this some kind of set-up to kill Jed? I should kill Shingle this way."
"No, you fool," said Zoisite. "It's all part of the bigger plan. Just wait."
Jadeite ran for 20 minutes, and no one had landed a single punch on him due to his superior kiting.
However, things started to fall apart when he was surrounded, due to pressure and poor control of the situation.
"He's gonna get caught!" yelled Kenji.
"You did good, Jadeite," said Kunzite. "Nephrite, go!" commanded Kunzite, like he was sending a paratrooper to jump out of a plane.
Nephrite leapt over the railing, and started running off to the left.
The guards had to branch off to catch the unruly runner, and Jadeite managed to escape his bind.
He threw an uppercut, and then took off again.
"It's my time to go," said Zoisite.
"Wait," said Kunzite. "Be safe."
"Right," said Zoisite.
He leapt into the field, and the players had to be escorted off by their coaches because everyone was running around like ants, and the players were in the way of the guards.
Zoisite stood at home plate for five minutes tapping his foot on the ground like a baseball player, until he was noticed despite the chaos, and 30 men charged right for him at once.
Zoisite took off, and he was chased like a football player running for the goal.
Jadeite was making zigzags, but he almost intersected with Nephrite, who had a tail of 20 men like a comet.
Nephrite ran an arbitrary pattern of lefts, rights, and backwards, that the guards simply couldn't predict or keep up with.
"Wow," said Kenji in awe. "What pros."
"Let's go, Kenji!" said Kunzite suddenly, leaping over the rail.
"YES!" said Kenji, skittering after him. "You'd think that they'd have the rails guarded by now!"
"No one's ever done more than three runners!" called Kunzite. "They'd never expect this!"
There was a group of head guards discussing what to do, and Kunzite tapped them on the shoulder.
They turned to him.
"Leave us alone," they said and looked away.
But they turned back around in shock, and realized that he had a matching costume to the disrupters.
"HEY!" they yelled. "COME BACK HERE!"
Kunzite took off running, and they chased right after him.
"I'VE NEVER FELT SO ALIVE!" yelled Kenji running with high knees.
He was tackled by a guard throwing his body like a torpedo, due to his lack of agility.
The men piled on like snow during a blizzard, and one would have thought that Kenji was done forever.
"Goodbye," said Zoisite, watching as he ran.
But during the piling, Kenji managed to scurry out like a rat, and skittered away.
"WooooOOO!" he screamed. "I FEEL ALIVE!"
After 20 twenty minutes they organized their sprints, and started running in a counterclockwise loop around the circumference of the stadium.
After the guards caught onto their pattern, they tried to run across the circle and throw tackles, but the Shitennou were soldiers and stayed in constant motion.
They kept up the circle for 3 hours, and the men were starting to get frustrated.
A few tried to run countercurrent to get the jump, but they were ran down by the huge pack of guards. If they all had been able to organize their direction change at once, they might have been able to stop the hooligans, but there was too much chaos.
All that was left in the field was chaos.
The game was still being broadcast, but not as a game anymore and rather on the news channel.
"Look at this!" said the news reporter.
He pointed the camera at the field, but all there was was black from how many guards there were piled together running.
The story had soon taken over every news channel, and the Guinness Book of World Records headed over to be live witnesses.
This continued through the late hours of the night.
When the clock struck 3:22 AM, the Shitennou realized it was time.
"Phew," said Zoisite. "I was starting to get a little fatigued."
As they looped past the exit, they each took sharp turns and fled from the stadium, plowing through 20 men who were running into the stadium.
As they dashed through the parking lot, they thought the guards had given up.
But they should have known that guards never give up, and instead were surprised to see 20,000 men still on their tail.
"Woah!" said Nephrite.
"KEEP RUNNING!" yelled Kunzite.
They kept running, and soon reached the ocean.
They leapt in and started overhand swimming, and the guards followed suit.
"Phew," said Zoisite. "I'm just lucky we're going in a straight line. All those mind games with the counterclockwise were starting to get confusing. Now it's just a battle of strength and speed, not mind or numbers."
Motoki and Reika were driving down the highway.
"Is that a flood?!" cried Reika.
"No, that's just thousands of men, running through the streets!" cried Motoki. "They seem to be chasing someone, probably those hooligans that were shown on the news! I thought it would be over by now! But everyone involved seems really determined."
Motoki tried to drive out of the way, but his car was torn to shreds in the chaos as men kept sprinting towards the general direction of the ocean.
"Hey!" screamed Motoki. "You have to pay for this damage!"
But his car was torn to nothing, and him and Reika were then trampled to death.
The Shitennou kept swimming up the Pacific Ocean, and watched as sharks and big waves claimed many lives.
But there were still many many people on them.
"I should take a swim class," said Jadeite. "My stroke needs improvement."
"Yes, your form is not the best," said Nephrite. "But you're doing good enough."
Finally they got to the Arctic shelf, and there were only a few 100 chasing them, due to human limitations.
They climbed on the ice and started sprinting.
They ran and ran and ran, and by the time they reached the entrance to the Negaverse, there were only 20 men left.
"Boys," said Kunzite. "Calm down."
Some crazy man who was somehow not completely drained from swimming across the whole ocean, no break, flung himself into Kunzite's arms, where the man unfortunately got his neck snapped.
"I can't believe they followed us all the way home," said Jadeite. "Those feisty men, they take their job too seriously."
"We weren't even streakers," said Nephrite. "No harm was really done. Well, except for the game ruined."
However, the men were still wet from their swim, and were starting to get frostbite, if they already didn't get it just from swimming through the Arctic Ocean.
One threw a leaping kick, and Nephrite punched him in the stomach, defeating him.
Zoisite shot a powerful wave of energy, creating a giant wave of snow, burying the men six feet under.
They climbed out, but they froze moments later.
"Wow," said Jadeite. "All the way back to our house."
"Hey," said Nephrite. "Not that I care, but where's Kenji?"
All the Shitennou looked in all directions, but he was nowhere to be found.
"It's understandable," said Zoisite. "He's just a regular human. So he must have fallen, due to human limitations like the rest."
"I don't even think he was running with us," said Kunzite. "He might have gone down much sooner. But we will never know now. All we know is that somewhere between when we started running, and when we left the stadium, he dropped."
Due to recent incidents, the security on all baseball stadiums was increased by 120%.
"Man," said a young boy, sitting in the stands at a Saturday game. "I hope those baseball hooligans show up to this game! It'll make it a lot more interesting!"
"Which hooligans?" said a boy he was sitting with.
"The guys from the news," said the boy.
"Ah, you mean the game crashers," realized the young man. But then he chuckled. "Of all the baseball games going on right now, there's no way they'd show up to this of all games. That crashing incident was a week ago, and since then there's probably been a thousand games throughout the world. So don't even get your hopes up. There's no chance that they'll show up at this of all stadiums."
"No," argued the other boy. "I believe in them. I believe they'll show up! They're somewhere in this audience, right now!"
He scanned the audience.
The other boy laughed. "Don't be foolish now. Even if they are here, the security is too strong now. They could never pull it off."
"I see them!" cried the boy. "I see them!"
"Yeah, okay," said the kid.
That's when Jadeite leapt over the rail, right when the pitcher threw his pitch.
Jadeite used his incredible speed and ran up to the ball and intercepted it with a kick, tossing it away.
"Ball!" called the umpire.
That's when all hell broke loose on the stadium.
20 guards flew at Jed, and Jadeite started running.
That's when Zoisite, Kunzite, Nephrite, and Kenji hopped off together from the opposite side of where Jadeite hopped off.
As Nephrite passed third base, he threw a punch into the man's stomach, and kept running.
"OwWWWW!" cried third base.
The owner of the team threw his hat down. "NOOO! Rodriguez! You fiends!"
The owner ran onto the field, but he was disciplined and taken down by the guards.
"I TOLD YOU!" said the boy. "THEY CAME!"
"Well I'll be darned," said the other.
Then the skeptical boy leaned over the rail. "HEEEEEEEEY! CRASHERS! We're your biggest fans!"
"They don't hear us sadly," said the other boy. "There's too much chaos."
"I got it!" said the boy. "Let's go run on the field during the chaos! Maybe we could get an autograph!"
"I don't know," said the other boy. "We could get in big trouble."
"Don't worry," assured the boy. "They'll be too focused on these guys to pay attention to us!"
"Okay," said the boy solemnly.
That's when they leapt over the rails, but since they were no experts, a guard grabbed one of their legs and threw them to the ground.
"Jimmy, keep running!" yelled the boy. "Don't look back!"
Jimmy nodded and kept running, as three guards chased after him.
Zoisite was running with Nephrite, and running the opposite way was a boy getting chased by ten guards.
"Who the hell is that?" said Nephrite.
"Beats me," said Zoisite. "SPLIT!" He yelled suddenly, and they both split off in a V shape.
Several other fans of the crashers also flooded onto the field, and in fact so many were trying to that the guards made a solid wall blocking the rails.
"I'm your biggest fan!" yelled a man as he passed by Jed.
"Thanks!" called Jadeite, as the man got tackled to the ground.
"I'm sick of these guys!" shouted the pitcher from the team. "Let's give them a taste of what it feels like to have your game ruined, and made a mockery of!"
"YEEEEAAAAAAH!" yelled the baseball players, running on the field with baseball bats.
"This is for Rodriguez!" yelled a man.
Zoisite was casually jogging around the bases, when 10 baseball players ran at him.
"Haha!" laughed Zoisite. He threw a leaping kick, defeating one, but that's when a man hit him with a bat, knocking him out of the conscious realm.
They started beating his unconscious body, but Kunzite swooped by and grabbed Zoisite by the arms and kept running.
"I have to leave early," Kunzite told Jadeite as he ran past him. "I can't run as fast with this dead weight, and Zoisite might need hospital care."
"SAD!" yelled Nephrite. "Why'd he go down?"
Kunzite was going to explain, but he had to flee with his life as he got surrounded.
"We're down to three men," said Kenji. "But some bystanders have taken to the field! We might still be able to pull this off!"
"Right!" said Jadeite. "Continue as planned!"
Kenji was heading for the dugout, to hide in order to regain some energy.
But ten baseball players from both teams blocked his path.
"I'm just a guard!" said Kenji, but his face was well known.
A man swung his baseball bat, but Kenji thought fast, and grabbed a stray glove off the field and threw it, blinding the man.
"YAAaaAAW!" yelled the man, going down.
Kenji dove for the bat, but three other men dove for it as well, despite having their own bats, just so Kenji couldn't get it. Kenji rolled around and fought for a while, taking many blows, but he finally got his hands on the bat.
He swung it wildly, defeating a man, and then took another man out with a hammer swing.
"I FEEL ALIVE!" yelled Kenji as the other players retreated. "I haven't felt this good since before I had Shingle!"
Kenji then shouted, "HRRAAAAAA!" and charged into the crowd of guards, swinging his bat like a flyswatter in a room full of bugs.
He only got a couple swings in though until his bat was quickly confiscated.
"Backup!" called Kenji quickly, retreating for his life.
The special forces came in with tranquilizers and tasers, but it was simply too hard to shoot a moving target with so many guards in the way.
"Get out of the way!" yelled the SWAT team, but there was no way it would work, and they simply had to put down their tranquilizers and sob.
Jadeite had the umpire on the ground, and was throwing blow after blow.
No one was coming to the man's rescue, and he said his final prayers to his family.
Jadeite spared him, but he got trampled by the guards quickly after.
"Sad," said Jadeite, watching the spectacle. "Next time I'll just put them out of their misery, as death by trample is a painful way to perish."
"Listen guys," said Kunzite in the meeting room. "We are now famous throughout the world. But there is more we can do."
"Yes," said Zoisite. "We have to figure out a way to put the final nail in the coffin for the sport as a whole."
"Hey," said Nephrite. "Didn't you get hit by a baseball bat?"
"Shut up," said Zoisite. "That's why the sport needs to go."
"Haha," said Jadeite.
"I got my hands on a baseball bat, and hit a few people," said Kenji. "But it quickly got confiscated by the guards."
"Shut up," said Zoisite. "Stupid glasses buffoon! This isn't about you! Why are you even in our Shitennou meeting room?!"
"Easy," said Kunzite. "Kenji is one of us. He is more a Shitennou than Jadeite, and arguably Zoisite."
"Kunzite!" said Zoisite. "That's not fair! Please!"
"Sorry," said Kunzite. "That's just how it is. I wish things were different, I really do."
"Ho ho ho," said Kenji. "It's okay, Zoisite my boy. You could always be number one in most gay. We are all number one at something. For example, I am the number one in the toast committee. Actually, wait, I'm number one at destroying Shingle's life. Haha!"
"I hate that guy," said Zoisite.
"Me too," said Kunzite. "It is too bad he has become one of us."
"Shingle?" asked Jadeite.
"No, Kenji," said Kunzite. "Pay attention."
"Why are you all talking nonsense?" said Nephrite. "We have to figure out how to ruin baseball."
"I got an idea," said Jed. "But it's a risky one. We have to train first."
"Let's use Shingle," said Kenji.
"You don't even know what we're doing yet," said Zoisite.
"It's okay," said Kenji. "I'm sure we can use Shingle as a guinea pig for something."
"Alright, listen up," said Jadeite.
The Shitennou entered the baseball stadium wearing masks, as their presence was very well known.
Every worker at the stadium had a clipboard with their faces, and there were huge posters in case any audience members spotted them.
"Free tickets for the whole season if you catch these rowdies!" a poster read.
However, many people, if presented the opportunity, would not rat on the great Game Crashers, and in fact, one moment in the third inning, the whole crowd starting chanting, "Game Crashers!"
Jadeite almost went to go, to give the people what they wanted, but Kunzite put his hand on Jadeite's shoulder and shook his head.
"It's not the right time," said Kunzite. "And besides. Now they'll be ready for us. So let's wait for the time we chose."
"D'ah," said Jadeite, sitting down.
It was the bottom of the sixth, and the time was ripe.
"Alright guys, we move as one," said Kunzite.
Everyone nodded, and threw down their masks.
They went to leap over, but they collided with a glass wall, that happened to go all the way up to space.
"WaaaAAAUH!" yelled Kenji.
That's when the crowd instantly spotted them, and some diehard fans tried to attack them.
The fans latched onto Kenji's foot, and tried to pull him to the ground.
"UrRAWWwH!" yelled Kenji.
Like a trapped animal, he threw a kick into someone's face, and managed to release his foot from its prison.
Kunzite threw a blast, shattering the glass like it was nothing, and they ran onto the field.
The guards were not prepared, because they thought the glass would keep them out at all costs.
The perfectly in-sync mob of four sprinted straight into the central diamond, trailed by 20 men, as other men began flooding into the field from all angles.
The crowd cheered wildly, and threw snacks into the stadium like crazy rebels.
The Shitennou cut straight down the middle, and right as they approached the pitcher, in a single maneuver, they managed to grab him off his feet without stopping even for an instant, and kept running.
They ran straight out of the stadium, with Jed and Neph holding the arms, and Kunzite and Zoisite holding the legs. Kenji ran alongside for moral support.
They did not return.
"Unbelievable," said the announcer. "Number 37 was just taken. The Crashers just up and lifted him away in a single perfect motion. He will never be seen again."
The crowd went wild, and the game was ended on a rage quit.
"Who do you think they will take this time?" one of the announcers asked another announcer.
"It could be anyone," she said. "But my money's going on number 42 over there, as he looks particularly vulnerable."
"Hmmm," said the other announcer. "Perhaps. However, the guards could quickly get on the field to rescue him since he's close to the wall. No doubt the Crashers could pull it off, but I don't think they'd ever do something so risky."
"My bet's on either number 27 or number 13," said the third announcer. "13 has done particularly good this game, so it'd be the best to take him out if their only plan is to cause chaos."
"I sure hope they do not take number 13," said the fourth announcer. "He has been playing for 40 years, and it would be a shame if he disappeared right before retirement."
"I think Gonzalez is right though. 13 appears to be the most likely to be captured," decided Announcer #2. "But honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if number 8 took the dive. He's an easy target as well."
"We'll just have to wait and see," said the first announcer.
The audience no longer showed up to see the game; they only showed up to see who the Crashers would take.
That is why they did not mind when the announcers said no commentary on the game itself, only on who was likely to be taken.
There was a full business now taking bets on who would be stolen.
"Number 13 is easy prey," said a man. "That's why I bet a million yen on it."
"You're wrong," said another rowdy. "45 is breathing his final breaths."
However, it was the ninth inning, and people thought that the Crashers wouldn't show up.
"I'm gonna lose my bettin' money!" cried everyone.
"It looks like they're going to be a no show," said the second announcer.
"Hmm," said the third announcer. "I've heard rumors that they were captured by the military and treated like war prisoners."
"I've heard," said the fourth announcer. "That they received a letter on their door, threatening to make them enemies of the entire world if they don't cease."
"Well I-" began the first announcer.
That's when, to everyone's shock but also glee, the Crashers sprinted onto the field, and swept number 42 off his feet and sprinted right out the door as quick as they came.
"WAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" cheered many in the crowd, but others lost a lot of money.
"They have stolen Smith!" screamed the announcer. "Look at them go! Run Crashers, run!"
"RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN!" screamed the other announcer.
They successfully abducted the man, and he was never seen again.
"Wow," said the announcers, sitting back down in a sweat. "What a game."
"I can't believe now people just run in and abduct players off the field," said one of the announcers. "This world has reached a new level of amazingness."
"I'm happy to be alive," said another announcer.
"Alright, it looks like they're sending in number 82 to replace the stolen, as it was inevitable someone would be taken," said an announcer finally.
"I wonder what game they're going to hit next," said another announcer.
That's when, out of nowhere, the Crashers returned, now empty handed, and did a flyby, snagging 33 right off his feet and right off the field without hesitating for even a split second.
"UNBELIEVABLE!" screamed the announcers. "A double! This is history!"
"YEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" screamed a rowdy man. "I made two separate bets for both of them! I'm gonna get more money than if I won the lottery! AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Everyone stopped playing and stood in their places, waiting anxiously to see if the impossible triple would happen, as something impossible had already occurred.
After one straight hour, one of the announcers came on saying that the game was cancelled, as it was no longer safe to play.
Right as they were clearing the field, the team manager suddenly let out a yell, and everyone sprinted back into the stadium to see none other than the Shitennou hauling him away as he flailed and screamed for help.
The guards were beyond ready this time, as their honor had already been tarnished, and they closed right in on the Shitennou, pouncing like tigers who had been waiting to pounce for hours.
"Shoot!" said Zoisite. "I knew we went too far! Three within two hours is just foolish!"
"We're all gonna die!" yelled Kenji, booking it in a random direction.
He was instantly disciplined and sent to prison.
"Fool," said Nephrite. "He shouldn't have left our tailwind."
There was nowhere to run, and nowhere to hide, as the stadium had now become a warzone as the guards wouldn't let a man get taken three times in one day.
"I'm bailing," decided Nephrite.
"Me too!" said Jed.
They leapt in the air and faded away.
"No!" said Kunzite. "No!"
"We can still pull this off," said Zoisite.
They continued to drag the man by the arms, as his legs sagged without the extra support.
But sadly there was no hope.
They had no choice but to release their loot, and they fled for their lives.
The guards threw many kicks and punches at no one in particular, just in a fit of rage.
The Shitennou had all teleported to Beryl's throne room.
"Time to bail out Kenji," said Kunzite.
"It's time we kick him off the team," said Nephrite. "He's making us look bad. Every time we lose him, so it looks like we're taking a loss."
"No no," said Jadeite. "It was his mistake for branching off. Next time we won't let him."
"Hey!" screamed Queen Beryl, "What is this?! None of you have reported to me for two months!"
"Can it," said Jadeite. "Have you seen the news?"
"Yes," said Beryl. "You have done a good job ruining the sport of baseball by running in and abducting players. However I fail to see how this will get energy."
"Can it," said Jadeite.
"Either way," said Kunzite, ignoring Beryl. "Bringing Kenji does not ruin our reputation. They think we bring him along for comic relief, and let him get captured on purpose. It's like going on a Minecraft raid and bringing a noob in gold armor. If we lose him or not, it's no loss to us, and they can't call it a victory."
"Well, when you put it in that light, I don't care then," said Nephrite.
"What was it like to almost be taken by the notorious Crashers?" a TV personality asked the manager that almost got taken.
"Well," said the manager. "I've never been more scared in my life. I knew they were taking players, but I never would have guessed in a million years that they would take a manager, nonetheless me. My survival is all thanks to the amazing stadium guards, and the hard work they put in on keeping the Crashers off the stadium."
That's when out of nowhere, the Crashers crashed the set, and abducted the man.
He was never seen again.
The video became viral, and accumulated 2 billion views.
No one felt they were safe.
"I hope I do not get taken," said the star player of the star team. "I've spent my whole life devoted to baseball. It'd be a shame if my career ended on such a sour note."
He thought he was in the clear when he was not captured the first three times he went on the field, but as he should have known no one was safe.
As a ball went flying towards the star player to catch, suddenly he was airborne, and lofted off his feet.
"What is this?!" he cried. "Where am I?! No!?"
"It will all be over soon," assured Nephrite, who was holding the man's left leg.
"AHHH! Get off me!" he cried.
But it was no use.
The screen that usually showed the kissing camera, and still had the title "Kissing Camera," was showing a live play of the run for the people at the top of the stadium.
Everyone cheered, and rather than wearing baseball jerseys as was traditional, they were wearing Crasher jerseys, with names such as Kunzite and Kenji.
However, instead of running out of the stadium, the Shitennou in fact did a sharp turn at the exit, and ran back into the infield.
"What are they doing!?" screamed an announcer. "This is madness!"
The Shitennou started running the bases, flaunting their catch in a victory lap, like one who hit the ball out of the field.
Only, they were getting chased by no less than 300 guards.
The wife of the star player ran on the field too, and joined the chase, not wanting to see her husband disappear forever.
After running a full lap around the bases just to taunt everyone, the Shitennou started to run a second one, but by second base they knew they wouldn't make it, so they sprinted right out the exit of the stadium.
"Aha!" said the stadium owner. "We've got them now! Little do they know, there is no exit from the stadium, and in fact it's just a wall of barbed wire surrounding the parking lot! It's over! This nightmare is OVER!"
No less than 500 armed SWAT team members waited patiently outside of all exits of the stadium.
But the Crashers never arrived.
Men started frantically running through the whole stadium, looking for where they could have went, but they were nowhere to be seen.
"This can't be!" said the owner. "Maybe they're hiding in the audience! Or maybe in the bathrooms! Check every stall!"
"They are not," said the head of the guards. "We checked everywhere. Even if they hid in the stadium, they had to have left the baseball player somewhere. But there seems to be no sign of them. It's like they up and vanished, like some sort of wacky paranormal encounter. Sir, I don't believe they're human!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" screamed the owner.
On TV that night, there were many interviews with some witnesses, and they all told the same story.
Supposedly, the Crashers carried their victim through one of the tunnels to leave the field, and as they faded away into the darkness of the tunnel, they never came out the other side.
There were several people that happened to be on the other side of that particular exit, all trying to take videos, but they did in fact never leave that side. There were enough videos of them going in, but none leaving, so it was pretty clear that they did in fact vanish from the Earth somewhere in the 10 meter tunnel.
"Ridiculous," said a witness. "I've never seen something so absurd! And I'm saying that during a time where baseball players get stolen right from the middle of the field! What is this kingdom coming to?!" he said, quoting the episode of the Mario Show, Yoshi Shuffle. Only a few true fans got the reference, though.
The mascot danced on the dugout, happy that he was not a baseball player during these dark days.
The Shitennou sat in the seats, with a crowd of twenty.
Various allies of the Shitennou, who wanted in on this fun, and some recruited for their brute strength, were all eagerly waiting for their time in the spotlight.
"I've never been to an American baseball game!" said Melvin. "How'd we cross the Pacific Ocean anyway?"
"Shut up," said Jadeite. "There's baseball games in Japan. Probably."
"I'm so ready," squeaked small Diana, who no one knew why she was really there. She wouldn't even be spotted on the cameras, and would no doubt get trampled in seconds.
"Let's go, ho ho!" chanted Grandpa.
"That's my line," said Kenji. "Get a life, old man!"
Other members of the raid squad included Motoki's sister, Motoki himself, Taiki's forehead, Yuuichirou, Yaten (base), Mr. Kitakata, and his doppelgänger Crane Game Raider Joe, Motoki's mom, Queen Beryl, Thetis, Mamoru Chiba (base) (evil), and Haruna-sensei.
"Guys," said Haruna-sensei. "What are we doing?"
"Shut up," said Jadeite. "And just follow orders."
"Kenji," said Jadeite. "Why didn't you bring Shingle? You always talk about how you want to get rid of him. This is the perfect opportunity. Even if he manages to not get killed off by the guards, you can physically shove him into a guard and get him destroyed. They will eat him like piranhas."
"Ho ho ho," said Kenji. "Trust me, I would have. I actually went to force him to come, but I just got so mad looking at his hideous rat face, that I took his life."
"Geez," said Zoisite. "Someone needs to tell the police on you one day. You are not fit to coexist with humans."
"Ho ho ho," said Kenji. "That's why I live in the Negaverse."
Kunzite was watching the scoreboard with binoculars, like a hawk.
"Any minute now," he said.
"Relax," said Zoisite. "We can go at any time. It does not have to be so precise."
"It does," said Kunzite. "We have to attack at the most unpredictable time. The time when some of the guards will say, 'They're not coming this exact second, so let's go buy a hotdog from one of the stands.' That's the exact moment we have to go. Not one second sooner."
"When will it be?" said Zoisite. "How will you know?"
That's when the planets aligned.
"NOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWW!" yelled Kunzite, shattering Diana's eardrums.
She dropped dead before even making it on the field.
Kunzite dove off the ledge, and the others had to quickly scramble to keep up.
Gamer Joe was an expert at leaping over ledges, as seen in his episode right before Zoisite appears in the overworld for the first time in his arc, and fluently leapt over the ledge.
Kitakata, his doppelgänger, on the other hand, was more used to drawing than running, and tried to make the leap but faceplanted.
20 men leapt on top of him, and when they finally climbed off, there was no trace of him ever existing.
"Kitakata down!" yelled Kenji.
"Good," said Kunzite. "He was a throwaway. His usefulness was over after he stalled those 20 guards."
"Smart," said Zoisite. "And I thought I was the smartest guy."
"Actually," said Melvin. "I am smarter than everyone in my school, not counting Ami Mizuno."
"Then how are you the smartest in your school?" said Motoki.
Melvin got mad, and threw Motoki into the guards, where he was turned to shreds.
Zoisite quickly threw a beam, but Motoki was gone before the beam reached.
"Darnit!" said Zoisite. "Good work, nerd boy," he said sarcastically.
"Motoki-chaaaaaaaan!" yelled Motoki's sister, crying but continuing to run.
Motoki's mom, however, was bloodlusted, and spun around and charged the guards, throwing a dropkick.
However, as literally every person alive knows, the dropkick's recovery is very long, so she was quickly overwhelmed.
However, she kept fighting until the end, and managed to last for 50 minutes against 50 men, all of which were trained in 50 forms of martial arts.
"Sad," said Nephrite. "She would have been a good runner."
"So," said Jadeite. "Are we just running around like fools, or are we actually going to grab someone?"
"Yes," said Kunzite. "I was waiting to see how Motoki's mom's battle went, but now that it has reached its conclusion, it's time to go in for the kill."
The mascot was dancing still, celebrating the Crashers' appearance like a mascot would celebrate a homerun.
That's when he turned to see about 8 people, since a lot of the human allies had gone under by now, running straight for him.
He quickly took off sprinting, ripping off his mascot head to lose some dead weight.
However, his suit was still too heavy, and he was unable to run at his true potential.
Even if he had been, though, it would have made no difference.
He found Jadeite on his right side, and Nephrite on his left.
That's when someone lifted his feet off the ground, and he found himself hovering in the air.
"HOO HA!" yelled Grandpa.
"Let me go!" said the mascot. "I'm not a player! I'll give you anything you want!"
But he was ignored.
The Shitennou and Co. booked it, lugging the heavy mascot.
The extra hands definitely helped, however Melvin and Motoki's sister, who were basically even in strength, made no difference.
That's when a tank, with bulldozer attachment on front, flew into the field, mowing down guards left and right.
"Is that tank an ally?" asked Kunzite.
But it was not, and it came straight for them.
They decided to drop the mascot, and scattered, and the man was run over like he got run over.
The Shitennou met back up.
"This isn't good," they said. "The stadium really brought their A-game today."
"Well, we knew it would happen eventually," sighed Zoisite. "Jadeite, can't you control this thing with your mind?"
"I can't," said Jadeite. "Only planes."
"Is that true?" asked Kunzite.
Jadeite shrugged. "I wish I had more feats," was all he said.
"Well, we can't leave empty-handed," said Nephrite. "Let's just grab any guard and escape."
"Right!" said Melvin. "Let's get this one!"
Melvin tried to grab a guard, but failed to knock him off his feet.
The man got Melvin in a chokehold and crushed his neck between his arms.
Melvin died, but not painlessly.
"Sad," agreed everyone.
"Let's get that one," said Kenji, pointing to a different guard.
They grabbed the unlucky guard, and flew off into the air, straight for the sun.
Haruna-sensei could not hold on any longer, and plummeted towards Earth, burning to a crisp in the atmosphere.
"Yikes," said Motoki's sister, who was clinging for her life.
Once they exited the atmosphere, they vanished, and appeared in the Negaverse.
"Where am I?!" said the guard. "Bring me back! I have a family!"
"Hmm, what should we do with him?" said Zoisite. "He's not as valuable as a player, not even as valuable as a drink boy. Heck, he's not even as valuable as a man in the stands who gives food."
"Let's just dispose of him," said Kunzite.
"Good idea," said Grandpa.
"Wait," said Kenji. "How about you let me fight him?"
"Are you sure about that?" said Nephrite. "The guards are pretty strong."
"Nah," said Kenji. "I can take him."
"Alright," said Kunzite. "Go ahead."
"YEEEEHAW!" said Kenji.
He got in his fighting stance and was ready to throw down.
"If I defeat your glasses comrade," said the guard. "Will you let me free?"
"No," said Kunzite.
But that's when Zoisite whispered to him. "Wait," he said. "If he believes he's going to die anyway, he won't fight with all he has, and Kenji wants to fight this man at his peak."
"Mmmm," said Kunzite. "I guess you're right. Alright, we will let you free if you win."
"That's not going to happen," said Kenji. "Comin' atcha!"
He threw a wild Sucker P, but it was blocked.
The man threw a punch into Kenji's stomach, and then three into his face.
Kenji dropped to the ground.
"Well," said the guard. "I did it."
Zoisite went to destroy him, but that's when Kenji rose to his feet.
He spit, and adjusted his shattered glasses. "No," he said. "It's not over yet. I'm just getting started."
Kenji and the man battled for 40 minutes, until the man's spirit finally left him and he took his own life on a stalagmite.
Kenji, who was crippled permanently, and was barely classified as alive, scoffed, "That will teach him!"
All the Shitennou had stopped watching 30 minutes ago, and the only people left were Grandpa and Motoki's sister.
"No," said Grandpa. "You obviously were losing."
"No I wasn't," said Kenji. "Then why'd he flee to the afterlife?"
"His spirit must have left him," said Motoki's sister.
"Yeah right," said Kenji. "I had him beat."
It was the climax of major league baseball, that's right, the World Series.
The Shitennou had trained all week for this.
"If we win this," said Kunzite. "We win all of baseball. I hope everyone is on their A-games."
"I am so ready," said Jadeite.
The Shitennou teleported to the world dome, the world's largest stadium, but no one was there.
There were a couple confused people in the audience.
"These tickets were so expensive!" yelled a man. "Hey! Is that the Crashers!? Do you guys know what is going on!?"
"No," said Jadeite. "What is this?"
"Beats me," said the man. "No one is here. If I had to guess, they must be hiding the World Series, as to not let the Crashers win baseball forever."
"Those bastards!" yelled Kenji. "Just for that, we'll steal every last player!"
"But how are we going to find where they hid the game?" wondered Zoisite.
"I'll ask the stars," said Nephrite.
Nephrite teleported home, and came back in four minutes.
"I know where it is," he said.
"Alright!" said Jadeite. "We're back in business!"
"Wait!" cried the man, and a few other fans of the Crashers. "Take us with you! We want to see a spectacle that will go down in the history books!"
"Okay," shrugged Kunzite. "But you have to come run on the field with us."
"It's been my life's dream," said a man, sparkling with joy.
The final game of the World Series, the most important one, could not be interrupted, as this was to show who was the best of the best. An outside interference would compromise the very integrity of baseball, so to prevent the Crashers, they had to hold the game in a steel cage, 3,000 ft underground, with only the players present, and the umpire, and the typical 1,000,000 SWAT members.
The managers of the two teams met in a truce to discuss the game.
"No Crashers will be appearing this time," said one of the managers.
"That's right," said the other manager. "It's a shame that this event can't be seen live. We can't even broadcast it until after, because we don't want to give the Crashers any idea of where we are, or even that this is still on right now. It is also why we picked 4 AM to hold the game."
"What if the Crashers get in here, though?" said the umpire.
"Not to worry," said the head of the SWAT team. "They will never find this place. And if they do, they can't get inside. This place is more secure than the best bunker in the world, and there's more security than a president's inauguration, times 100,000."
"But," said the umpire. "The Crashers have been alleged to be able to teleport in and out."
"No no," said the SWAT team. "That's just a parlor trick. No one can really teleport."
After 3 hours of waiting in tension, the umpire hesitantly stepped up to the mic.
"Let's play ball," he said.
Things went smoothly for four whole innings, and the players were actually starting to enjoy the sport again, not living in constant fear of getting captured and going missing forever.
It was a good game, tied 3 to 3.
A team sat in the dugout as one of their players were up to bat.
"It's a shame," said a man. "I don't think I can play as good as I usually do without the roaring fans encouraging me. It's just a noise I've grown accustomed to. It's so odd, playing a silent game in a bunker."
"Heh," said another guy. "Just be lucky you've even made it to this game. Baseball's a dangerous sport now. I'm just glad the season's over so I can take my money and run. Possibly forever, as they might go after past baseball players. No one is really safe from these maniacs."
"I'm surprised the government can't do anything," said another player. "You would think they could take down a couple hooligans."
"No," said another guy. "These aren't normal hooligans. And they've accumulated a cult now. There's thousands and thousands of imitators. None of them are as successful as the originals, as they quickly get defeated by the SWAT team, but it's such a widespread movement that at this point it's almost impossible to stop."
One of the men was chowing down on sunflower seeds.
He reached for another handful, but that's when he spotted five shady-looking players with numbers he didn't recognize, right there in their dugout.
"Hey…" said the man. "I don't recognize a number 20. You guys are backup players, right? Ya know, in case of the Crashers?"
"Something like that," said Zoisite.
"A-alright," said the man. "Just checking. You just look a little shady with your caps tilted downwards, covering most of your faces."
"No shady," said Kunzite. "We're just humble backups, waiting for our chance in the spotlight."
But Kenji couldn't contain himself. He suddenly blew his cover, by laughing like a crazed man. "Ho ho ho! HOHOHOHOHOOOOOOOOOOO!" he howled.
Jadeite and Zoisite quickly covered his mouth, but they thought it was too late.
They got ready in their sprinting stance, and looked around nervously.
However, shockingly, the other players hadn't caught on yet, as the grim atmosphere kept them distracted.
Many of the players had their heads down, as it was a very gloomy way to play baseball, with no sound, announcer, or anything. And also, the cage was dimly lit, due to how low they were below the surface.
"I guess… they didn't notice?" said Zoisite.
"Phew," said Nephrite. "Let's see how long this takes. Hopefully it's before the end of the game."
"Why wait for someone to catch on?" said Kenji. "Why don't we just do a spring attack?"
"Because," said Jadeite. "It's more fun this way."
"Alright," said Kunzite. "But on the eighth inning, we're charging for sure."
Right when they thought they weren't going to get discovered, during the 7th inning, the manager walked in.
"We're doing a roll call," he said. "In case we've been infiltrated. I have the full roster of all legitimate players and backups. When I call your number, stand up, and remain standing."
"This is it," said Kunzite.
Kenji's knees were shaking from anticipation, and banging against each other with a loud rattle.
"I should have done this during some of the early innings," said the manager. "But this place is so secure there's no way they got in."
"Right," said Jadeite.
"Yeah, see?" said the manager. "This guy agrees too."
"Hey all," said a nerdy teen strolling in. "Wow, what an honor! I finally get to meet my favorite team. Uh… I have Gatorade for everyone if they want it!"
"Ah!" said a player. "I am a little thirsty!"
"Wait!" said the manager. "You're not on this list!"
"Huh?! I'm the water boy!" cried the teen. "I'm on the payroll!"
"Get 'em, boys!" yelled the manager.
Two SWAT members swooped in with jet wings, and took the man away, finally and forever.
"Wow," remarked a player. "They're as bad as the Crashers."
"Did someone say Crashers?!" screamed the coach. "SWAT team, report!"
The SWAT team reported.
"Man," said Zoisite. "The nerve of those Crashers."
The SWAT team glared at him.
"This isn't the time to use that word," said a SWAT man. "We are on high alert, and if an occurrence really does happen, all our lives are in jeopardy."
All the players gulped.
The coach cleared his throat, and then started the roll call.
Some of the Crashers wanted to stay sitting until the end, but Jadeite got hasty and started to crack under pressure.
Five in, Jadeite stood up first, hoping to slip by unnoticed.
"Hey!" said the player. "You're not 44! I'm 44!"
"No!" said Jadeite. "I'm 44! That guy's a Crasher!"
"No!" cried the player, panicking. "He's the Crasher! Don't shoot me!"
"Turn around, both of you," said the coach in a shaky voice.
Jadeite turned around, and had the number 69.
There was a loud shriek from someone outside the dugout.
That's when Jadeite threw himself back-first right into the coach, taking him for a ride.
"WE'VE BEEN INFILTRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATED!" screamed a player.
Kenji threw a punch, and quickly grabbed a bat.
It was at that moment, that second, that all hell officially broke loose.
The Shitennou quickly got on guard, and the SWAT team fired 10,000 missiles directly into the dugout, with no regard for the players' lives whatsoever.
50 more men came in with machine guns, and kept firing until they ran out of ammo.
There was a giant cloud of smoke from the missiles, but they continued the onslaught on the dugout.
"KEEP FIRING!" screamed the SWAT head. "FIRE EVERYTHING YOU HAVE!"
They launched in 12 waves of 50 tasers, and made it rain smoke bombs.
They even shot tear gas for good measure.
Ten men took out flamethrowers, and fired straight into the dugout until there was no more fuel.
Suddenly, the Shitennou leapt out from the smoke at top speed.
"NO!" yelled the SWAT team.
The Shitennou suddenly sprinted right for the pitcher, who was standing there shaking in fear.
As they did a flyby, their arm collided with the man's neck, taking him some distance and tossing him off his feet.
The Shitennou kept sprinting, with no effort to try to capture a player, as there was no way they could get out with someone else.
"HOOOOW?!" yelled the head of the SWAT team. "HOW DID YOU GET IN HERE?! There's heat tracking, and everything!"
"You're a shitter!" yelled Kenji as they sprinted by.
Kenji was high knees, higher than he'd ever lifted his knees in his life.
His knees soon got higher than his head, and their height was increasing by the second.
"Lower the knees, Kenji!" yelled Nephrite. "You're only slowly yourself down!"
"No can do!" said Kenji, throwing his knee ten feet in the air. "I feel alive!"
"This is it, boys!" yelled Jadeite. "The grand finale! The Crashers' climax! The grand slam of our adventures!"
The Shitennou ran and ran and ran, and the vast ocean of SWAT team members kept on them like riding a wave.
The Shitennou tried to make it a personal challenge to keep Kenji alive, but after 2 hours Kenji was just suddenly no longer with them.
They spotted Kenji's belt being trampled by 2 million legs.
"No!" yelled Kunzite. "You're gonna pay for taking out our mascot!"
Kunzite threw an uppercut, killing a man, and then shot a projectile, killing 30.
Jadeite stopped in his tracks and fired lightning, killing 20.
However, this was a bad idea, as everyone knows that when you kill a SWAT member, 20 take its place. It's very similar to killing a slime-like entity on a game that splits in half each time you hit it, only the halves were as strong as the whole.
50 arms grabbed at Jadeite's torso, but he threw a mighty karate chop.
That's when suddenly someone landed a sucker punch, and Jadeite quickly picked up speed.
Kunzite and the rest followed suit.
"We can't fight now," said Kunzite. "We want to make this thing last as long as we can."
"Shoot!" said Zoisite. "I forgot my jogging shoes!"
"Quick!" said Kunzite. "Put 'em on! I'll spot you!"
As they sprinted, he managed to take off his regular sneakers and replace them with expensive jogging shoes.
A fleet of SWAT team members swooped in with jet wings, firing various tasers and bullets.
One threw down some kind of bomb, but the Shitennou were just running at such a speed it was of no use.
Jadeite took control of one of the jet men, and threw him into a wall, and did the same for five more.
But another wave came in, this time with 100.
"YEEEEE!" yelled Jadeite running.
Men were hanging from the ceiling, like they would be hanging from a helicopter during a raid, and throwing down dynamite and Molotov cocktails.
But all it did was just add to explosions in the background, as their accuracy wasn't the best despite being trained professionals.
"Where are they even all coming from!?" said Zoisite. "This place was supposed to be secure!"
"It is," said Kunzite. "They were in a lower bunker under the stadium the whole time. Don't you see them popping out of manholes?"
Zoisite narrowed his eyes. "Ooh, I just saw one!" he said. "Sneaky little buggers! Let's hop in!"
"Yes!" agreed the Shitennou.
Jadeite quickly dove for one, but the man quickly popped back down like a whack-a-mole, and Jadeite couldn't find the opening.
20 men tackled him while he was on the ground, and as the Shitennou ran away they thought he was history.
However, to their surprise, Jadeite caught back up to them, with 20 men holding onto his neck.
He threw his fists up in the air, sending them tumbling down.
"Oooh!" said Jadeite. "That was a close one."
"Yes," said Nephrite. "We all thought you were history."
"No," said Jadeite. "I won't perish. Not on the biggest day."
"That's the spirit," said Kunzite.
"Hey!" said Nephrite.
He suddenly threw a sliding kick, as though in the spirit of baseball, tossing a man who was leaping out of a manhole.
The Shitennou quickly hopped in, and found themselves in a giant football field.
But instead of it being empty, it was filled to the brim with SWAT team members on standby, like a fishbowl full of water.
"Uh oh!" said Zoisite, sinking into the pack.
Kunzite threw an overhead mallet punch, scattering a hundred, and the Shitennou were able to reach the ground of this second bunker and resume running.
"We have to get to the source!" called Zoisite.
"Yes!" exclaimed Jadeite. "Like cutting off a hose by destroying the fire hydrant!"
They did 50 laps around the deeper bunker, taking a solid three hours due to how much dodging they had to do.
They realized that even in this bunker, it was constantly full no matter how many SWAT men perished.
That's when they spotted a hole the size of a door on one of the walls, and quickly bolted for it.
10 men were lined up like a wall, but Jadeite threw a grand slam, the first grand slam of the World Series, destroying said wall of men, and they sprinted inside.
It was a long tunnel, and 50 tasers were constantly trailing behind them.
Kunzite had his arms continuously spinning like a motorboat, destroying every man in front of him.
Nephrite continuously turned around and shot attacks, keeping the tasers from landing, just to quickly have them replaced with more tasers.
"Wow," said Jadeite. "We have this down to a science. Kenji wouldn't have lasted at all during this level that we're at."
They reached the end of the tunnel.
"It's… a dead end?!" shouted Nephrite.
They turned around and men were shooting down the tunnel like a cannon ball shooting down the muzzle of a cannon.
Zoisite filled the whole hall with fire, while Jadeite and Nephrite kept the beasts at bay for Zoisite to charge.
"This is a bit better," said Kunzite. "Only five can come in at once. Like when 300 men waited in a tunnel to defeat an army. But if they keep this up, after 24 hours, we'll start to run out of endurance."
"Nah," said Jadeite. "They'll run out of men first. Every fire attack clears the full hall, like a special attack in Bloons Tower Defense."
"There's gotta be a place they're coming from," said Kunzite, who was examining the wall for clues.
That's when the wall suddenly opened, and 20 men flew in like they had been pushed back on a spring, ready for someone to open the wall.
Kunzite quickly dispatched them straight to heck, and he motioned for the Shitennou to follow him.
"This way!" he said.
They found themselves in a spiral staircase going downwards, with 100 men on every single regular step.
"I'm jumping down the STAIIIIRS!" screamed Jadeite, diving face-first down the middle of the spiral.
The Shitennou followed suit, but tasers were coming after them, and they were accelerating faster than gravity.
Nephrite shot back the tasers as they fell, saving their lives.
Once they landed Kunzite shot an attack all around him, giving them a second of breathing room.
They took off running down another hall.
"This is madness!" yelled Zoisite. "And the security is increasing as we descend further into this highly-guarded heck!"
"Yes," said Jadeite. "I think lasers are shooting from the wall, but I can't tell because the SWAT men are making a firm barrier around us and are just taking the hits."
That's when suddenly four steel walls dropped all around them, and a hatch opened in the ceiling, causing men to rain in from earlier floors like torrential rain.
"What is this?!" said Jadeite. "Steel walls?!"
"Wait," said Nephrite, firing a blast upwards, and then finally being able to look at the wall. "This is no steel. These walls are made out of SWAT men, but they're just so compacted that they're compacted to the molecular level, forming a material as hard as steel."
"Sad," said Kunzite, destroying it. "My kill count's going to be the highest at the end of this. That wall alone was 5 million men."
After ten more floors, they reached 2 levels where it was assumed the pressure would be too much for humans.
That's why, guarding the door, was two giant mechamen, that had SWAT suits so expensive and high tech that it made up 90% of the US defense budget.
The Shitennou threw many punches, and fought very hard, and after 40 minutes, they finally defeated them.
"There must be something good here," said Zoisite. "If they sent their best men to guard it."
"Hmm," said Jadeite. "I bet it's some kind of portal to the other dimension, and it's where all the SWAT team members are coming from, because this many people don't exist on Earth."
Jadeite wasn't far off, as once they got inside, there was some kind of steel cage the size of a moving box, with one single miniature SWAT man spinning around inside like a top.
Zoisite narrowed his eyes and leaned in to examine the mysterious object.
"What is this?" said Zoisite. "Who made this?"
That's when suddenly Kunzite yelled, as ten SWAT team members appeared out of thin air around them.
One threw a punch at Zoisite, but Kunzite grabbed the man's arm and threw him over his shoulder, killing another man.
"They just appeared out of thin air!" yelled Jadeite.
"No!" yelled Nephrite. "This odd box must be some kind of SWAT team spawner!"
It was confirmed when 10 more spawned out of thin air, and were quickly disposed of.
"We gotta get rid of this!" said Zoisite.
"Wait, let's take it home," said Kunzite. "We can get some good XP by farming them!"
"Oooh!" said Nephrite. "Now you're talking! If we have them spawn in a big pit where they fall into a small contraption that they can't escape, we can just hit them without them hitting us, and grind them all day."
"That's not true," said Jadeite. "All SWAT men spawn with tasers, as well as nightsticks. Some occasionally spawn with shields."
Another wave of 10 appeared, and Kunzite realized he had no time to waste.
He went to grab the contraption, but it crumbled in his hands.
"NOOOOO!" said Kunzite.
"Good," said Jadeite. "Now we can finally end the SWAT team permanently."
They opened the door, and the SWAT team started raining in.
The Shitennou readied themselves to kill the final beasts left standing, when suddenly they came face to face with a nuclear missile that was set up in the baseball stadium just to take them out finally and forever in case things went haywire.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" yelled Jadeite.
Next baseball season, the Shitennou made their triumphant return.
The crowd went crazy, every single person cheering.
"I told you they weren't gone!" said a kid. "It would take more than a nuke to defeat them! Especially when they could teleport!"
"WhYYYEEEE!" cried the players. "Why did we sign a contract for the next season!? They told us they were gone, but they LIIIED!"
That's when four players got swiped off their feet at once, and the Shitennou vanished.
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~Epilogue~
The Shitennou still kept up their crashing reign, but after winning the World Series, the Shitennou had no need to prove their dominance anymore, as it was written in stone.
They still crashed every now and then, but many people had followed in their footsteps, even creating full organizations to crash.
Crashing was implemented into the rules of baseball, and it became an accepted part of the game.
Stealing players was no different than stealing bases, and it happened in almost every game.
There were rumors that baseball even paid crashers to try to capture players off of the opposing team, and buying crashers was a new way to play the game.
Many jobs were created, not just for the crashers, but for extra players needed to be decoys.
The baseball team increased in size from nine players to fifteen, and many were amateurs who had no chance at the big leagues up until the recent game change.
All around, some viewed it as a benefit to the baseball community, while some still considered it a curse, and said that baseball was ruined after that fateful World Series.
As early as high school, students from all around the world would try out for the crasher team, and many that just wanted to play baseball actually had hopes now that they would take anyone who was willing to risk it all.
Baseball had become as dangerous as going to war, and families of baseball players had to say goodbye to their relatives since any game could be their last game, and they might have a chance of never appearing again.
However, baseball became the most viewed sport on Earth, even surpassing soccer, which was popular in every country other than America.
The next World Series had a higher percentage viewing than the Moon landing, and the Shitennou made a return after a lack of frequency in the less important games.
They made a crazy flashy show of it all, that consisted of fireworks and running with sparklers, like some sort of ultra halftime show.
Merchandise was sold of the Shitennou, even of Kenji, who had become a national treasure, with people betting millions on how long he could last.
There was a museum dedicated to crashing, and many books written.
They even started including crasher cards in the baseball cards sets, and made fantasy baseball a completely different game, as now there were random odds of crashers appearing like in the stock market. Some even made fantasy crasher teams.
At the end of the season, the Crashers were invited to sing the national anthem at the homerun derby.
The Shitennou walked up waving, completely off guard as they were no longer considered enemies.
"Alright," said Jadeite. "So we're all going to sing together, or are we going to take turns on lines?"
"I say take turns," said Nephrite. "I want to get my voice heard, not just be part of a chorus."
"Here you go," said the baseball organizer, handing them a mic.
But that's when suddenly, he let out a howl.
"GET 'EM!" he yelled.
"No!" yelled Zoisite.
Suddenly a cage dropped around the arena, and every single person in the audience took off masks, revealing SWAT team members.
All the players did as well.
"Darnit, Jadeite!" said Kunzite. "I told you no such team as the Green Sox existed! You should have done research before you accepted this gig!"
The SWAT team readied their tasers.
"Hmm," said Nephrite. "Despite several museums, and the changes to the rules, the ol' SWAT team is still holding a grudge."
"How did they respawn!?" cried Zoisite. "We destroyed their spawner!"
"They probably have more," said Kenji grimly. "Or they just recruited more people. Either way, get ready for battle!"
Kenji took off his belt and swung it, knocking three tasers out of the air.
He swung it again, confiscating a man's AK47, and then ran out into the center of the field and spun around, shooting like a madman.
He quickly got sniped down by 50 different bullets from 50 different directions.
The Shitennou started shooting attacks.
"Here we go again!" yelled Jadeite, suddenly breaking into a sprint.
FIN
