"AGH!" Kerib screamed as electricity surged through his being, the result of Akane severing the telepathic link between herself and Alexis.
"What the devil is wrong with you, Alexis?" Malcolm asked.
"You need not concern yourself with that, Freak-thing. I was merely reconnecting with an old, dear friend,"
"My brother and I picked up your little conversation, Alexis Kerib. Would this 'old' and 'dear' friend of yours happen to be Akane Shinjo?" Kilokahn asked.
"There's that name again, Akane," Malcolm began. "Who is this Akane and why are you so interested in them?"
"Not that it's any of your business, Malcolm Freak..." Alexis began.
"Watch it," Malcolm warned.
"I was merely testing a little theory of mine," Alexis replied.
"What sort of 'little' theory would that be?" Malcolm asked.
"Before I was sealed away within this cube, I implanted a small fragment of my being within Akane Shinjo," he explained.
"From the looks of that little confrontation, she doesn't want to see you anymore, or create these 'kaiju' for you," Kilokahn said.
"Akane is..." Alexis began. "How shall I put this? She is quite the special girl," Alexis said.
"Ooh, girl trouble," Malcolm said mischievously as he rubbed his hands together. "Do tell,"
"Silence, meat-thing," Kilokahn said. "Continue, Alexis,"
"Akane is a... Troubled soul, to put it mildly," Alexis said.
"I see," Malcolm said. "You realized Akane was a troubled soul and then you got your claws into her, yes?" Suddenly the four froze in place as if the cube they were imprisoned within stopped to buffer as any computer would. Lines of mismatched colors popped in and out of existence at random, like a glitchy video.
FLASH
Gridman was sent tumbling into a building as the light on his forehead started to blink.
"You can do better than that, Gridman," the canine kaiju taunted. "I haven't even broken a sweat,"
"Look at that, Gridman is losing, badly," Rikka spoke as Junk sent sparks flying in all directions.
"Dammit!" Utsumi yelled. "No matter what Gridman does, that thing is always five-steps ahead! How can we fight something like that?"
"You worry too much, Utsumi," Akane said from the other side of the room, her eyes closed and a big smile planted on her face.
"Just leave it to me, I'll help Gridman save the day!" Akane giggled as she got to work on her laptop.
"Whatever you have in mind Akane, you better hurry, I don't think Servo and Gridman can hold out much longer," Art Fortunes spoke.
Elsewhere, Alexis Kerib watched the battle from a safe vantage point.
"Isn't this carnage absolutely wonderful, Akane?" Alexis spoke to a girl who closely resembled Akane, but this was evidently not the case. This was some sort of facsimile, a copy of the real thing. A copy of Akane Shinjo utterly devoid of any of her redeeming qualifies.
"I can't watch any more of this!" Anti said as got up to leave.
"Hold it, Anti!" Dr. Stein spoke. "You know your lifeforce is limited, if you were to go out there and fight, you could die!"
"Then it's a chance I'll have to take, doc, Gridman needs me!"
"Anti, please. Just stay off the battlefield until we figure this out!" Stein begged.
"Listen to him, Anti," Akane spoke softly.
"Akane..." Rika spoke.
"I already thought I lost you once, Anti. I'm not going to lose you again," Akane said.
"Even though I'm a failed creation?" Anti asked.
"Yep!" Akane flashed a reassuring smile. "And... got it!" Akane said excitedly, "My creation is complete! Say hello to the Grid Buster Saber!" it was a saber/blaster hybrid.
"Well done, Akane!" Art said as he took the print-out of Akane's work and went to work typing several commands into Junk.
"Hold on, Gridman, help is on the way!" Art said. "Access code! instance-abreaction!" a brilliant, white light illuminated the room. A heavy-set man of about 50 materialized. He was wearing an 80s Bollman cowboy hat "Let me at them! I'm ready, willing, and able to kick some giga-butt!" he spoke in a thick, Texan accent.
"You mean kaiju,"
"Oh, right, what did I say? Just point me in the right direction and I'm more than ready to kick some kaiju butt, yeehaw!"
"Where did you come up with this guy from, Akane?" Utsumi asked.
"There's a foreign exchange student in my class back in the real world," Akane explained. "Buster is based on him and several others,"
Buster stood in front of Junk: "Access code: Gridman Buster Saber!" Buster yelled.
Buster disappeared and materialized again seconds later in his weapon form.
"Just don't stand there looking all flustered, son, let's get to work and defeat this here doggie, time's a-wastin'!"
"Right," Gridman said as he got to his feet.
"Don't ever call us 'doggie' again... Our name is Cerberus!" the three-headed canine kaiju's eyes flashed red as a red-concussive beam was emitted from each of its three mouths. Suddenly, Servo jumped into the fray, delivering a massive roundhouse kick that directed the beam right back at Cerberus.
"Thank you, Servo," Gridman said.
"Don't thank me yet, Gridman, because I think I just made this guy even madder than he already was,"
"Come, Servo, we shall fight together as one,"
"Now you're talking! Let's show this mega-virus maniac the true power of teamwork!" Servo assumed a fighting stance.
Elsewhere, Kilokahn and Malcolm watched the battle from the confines of Malcolm's room.
"It doesn't matter," Kilokahn said from the screen. "One Servo or two, it makes no difference! I will destroy them both!"
FLASH
Alexis Kerib realized he had been frozen in time for several minutes, he had been carrying on a conversation with the Kahns and Malcolm Frink when some sort of 'glitch' interrupted them. Alexis began to regain movement in his limbs, as the other three remained completely frozen.
"What a truly odd set of occurrences," Alexis spoke to himself as he looked at his hands.
"Wow!" Malcolm yelled out, "I have got a splitting headache! What about you three?"
"We are not flesh and blood creatures, we do not suffer from the same ailments as you fragile meat-things,"
"Well, can you at least tell me what just happened?" Malcolm asked.
"It appears to have been some sort of power surge," Kilokahn said.
"Yes, a power surge that appears to have temporarily disrupted the space/time continuum," Kahn Digifer replied.
"If I didn't know any better, I'd say we just witnessed the future, gentlemen," Malcolm said.
"The future, eh?" Alexis said softly, intrigued at this prospect. "And just who was that girl I called Akane? A copy created by an unknown kaiju, perhaps?" he thought to himself.
Elsewhere, in a dark room adorned with monitors, someone watched.
"Everything is going according to plan, wouldn't you say?" a shadowy figure spoke.
"Yes," another shadowy figure spoke. "See to it that everything continues to go according to our timetable,"
"As you wish," the underling spoke as he left the room.
"When everything is said and done, Gridman will fall, then Hyper World, no, all worlds, will belong to me," the mystery person who spoke was a dark version of Gridman.