Chapter Three

Putty Patrollers

"Tell me, Jedite, what monster are we going to use to set an attack on the Earth?" Queen Beryl asked.

A tall man with short blonde hair stepped forward. "I am not sure, my queen, but I promise you, it will be most terrible."

"It had better be. I hear that Luna and Artemis have chosen six to be their Power Scouts," Queen Beryl snapped. "Very well, that will be your task. Another thing, where's Neflite?"

In a flash of green light, another man appeared. He had waist-length brown hair, and was bowing deeply. "You called, my queen?" he asked in a gruff voice.

"Yes, Neflite. I need you to create and launch on those brats my beautiful putty patrollers," she said, looking in her crystal ball at Serena, Darien, Amy, Raye, Mina, and Lita.

"Very well, my queen," said Neflite.

"Good. You two, get to work!" Queen Beryl barked.

"Yes, my queen," they replied in unison, and vanished.

"Can you believe they chose us to save the world?" Raye asked as they walked through the park.

"Yeah, if I hadn't seen it for myself, I wouldn't believe it!" Lita said.

Serena sat down on a bench and started fingering her morpher. "Do you really think we can?" she asked, a doubtful look on her face.

Darien sat down next to her. "Of course we can," he said reassuringly. "All you have to do is believe." He smiled at her. She smiled back.

"You're right," she said.

"Did you see all of their wonderful computer equipment?" asked Amy eagerly.

"Yeah," Mina replied. "But it was too technical for me."

They all started laughing.

Meanwhile, back at Beryl's palace. . . .

"I will make the best putty patrollers she's ever seen!" Neflite told himself excitedly, as he put more clay into a molder, making people-shaped figures. Then he took a long, think crystal out of his pocket and pointed it at each clay figure. A beam of light protruded from the end of the crystal. In a puff of smoke, they turned into life-size gray guys, with a big "B" on each of their chests.

"You are to go to the earth and attack the Power Scouts! Bring them to their knees!" Neflite commanded.

The putties nodded, then teleported.

"I have an idea," Amy said, her eyes sparkling. "Let's go to the library!"

"Amy, do you ever want to do anything besides study?" asked Serena, a look of disgust on her face.

"We could go to my house and bake," suggested Lita.

"No, let's go see that movie I was talking about," Mina said.

"Well, let's agree on something!" shouted Raye.

"Hey, you guys! Look!" Serena shouted suddenly, pointing up at the sky. Ten putty patrollers were falling to the ground, apparently having materialized out of thin air.

Darien held up his communicator to his mouth, pressed the yellow button, and said quickly, "Darien to Luna! Darien to Luna!"

Luna's voice came through the communicator. "Yes, Darien?"

"We've just met up with some gray dudes!"

"Oh no!" Luna said. "Those are putty patrollers!"

"Well, what do we do?" asked Darien nervously.

"Try and fight them," Luna advised. "Don't use your powers until absolutely necessary."

"Okay, got it. Thanks!" Darien turned off his communicator and looked up at the girls. "Did you hear that?" he asked them. They nodded.

"All right then, let's go!" Serena shouted.
But the putty patrollers ran towards them, not vice-versa.

"Eek!" Serena screamed as a putty punched her in the stomach. She kicked in the arm.

Amy was having better luck. She backed a putty against a tree, and punched it hard in the head.

Mina had two on her hands. They each grabbed one of her arms and swung her around as Mina screamed.

This was a piece of cake for Lita, however. She quickly knocked over two putties.

Darien was struggling with a putty; Raye had the upper hand against hers and was threatening to "Bake him like clay."

One of the putties that Lita had beaten down struggled back to his feet and ran over towards Serena, backing her into a wall. Darien rushed forward and kicked the putty hard in the chest, where the monogram of the "B" was. The putty stepped back and promptly disintegrated.

"Wow! Everyone! Aim for the 'B'!" Darien yelled.

Amy kicked on twice in the chest; after the second try, the putty fell apart into dust. Raye kicked one into a bench; Darien and Lita pushed two into each other. In a matter of minutes, the putty patrollers had all been destroyed.

"Yes!" Raye shouted happily.