Ok, I'm glad I at least have a few more people watching my story. That makes me happy. Well, I can say I sorta wrote myself into a bit of a corner, because I wasn't sure what to do about the Powerpuff Girls' situation. Then it hit me…I'm not going to say just yet, but I'm afraid it'll be shorter than normal because I like dramatic pauses…and this'll be a nice place for said pause. Sorry in advance…

Aboard the Turukada, near the lower front of the massive vessel, sat the launch bay. Its setup allow for more than 65 fighters, each about twice the size of a Hummer, to be launched and landed simultaneously. It was in this bay that Neon awaited the return of her messenger, alongside several high-ranking commanders of her army.

It wasn't too long before she saw the sleek, blood red vessel coming. As it docked, she stepped back slightly. The side hatch opened, and her brutish servant stepped out.

"I trust that the message was delivered without incident, Gurda?" "Indeed. They seemed surprised by your demands."

Neon's barely visible lips curled into a one-sided grin. "Of course. I like to cover all my options, and cover them well. Case in point…" She turned to two nearby commanders. "Vaelok! Prepare the sky and ground troops! I want them ready to fly as soon as I say go! Tsoda, get the captive, and see if we can't…convince him to tell us anything of importance, say…the little ones' weaknesses? Just in case they decide to drop by and leave the earth to itself." The two saluted, and ran to their respective duties.

She turned back. "You see? Everything's under control. However…" She looked thoughtful for a moment. "One can't be too careful, however…the rest of the planet may try something."

She nodded to herself, as if she had finalized an important decision. "Gurda…prepare my extermination teams." The beast looked somewhat surprised. "Madam, are you sure? I mean, perhaps these planet's inhabitants could make good servants."

She began to walk away to a pair of lifts, and motioned for him to follow. "True, but I don't want any chance of a rebellion once this world is mine. It's better to be safe now than sorry in the end. I want every last sentient inhabitant of this planet eradicated!" Gurda nodded his head. "I understand…very well, I shall do so."

"Good." As she stepped into the right lift, and he into the left, she smiled as they shot up toward their separate destinations.

"This world will soon be mine…and absolutely no one, especially no little brats, will stop me!"
Meanwhile, Blossom and Bubbles had recovered from the sheer shock of Neon's demand, and were discussing the pros and cons of each decision. Buttercup was healing, but it would've been a miracle for her to heal in a day. Nope, she was out for a while, and there was nothing they could do about it. Because they were short one Puff, that hurt their plans greatly, and Blossom knew it. As of now, she was pacing (or the equivalent in the air). Bubbles was sitting on the couch, looking at her with a worried face.

"Man, what are we gonna do? Buttercup's out of commission, and a deranged alien tells us that we have to decide to defend the Earth, or let the professor die, all in a day!" Blossom sounded exasperated. "How are we supposed to decide between those choices?"

"Uh…I don't know."

Blossom turned to her sister. "I know you don't know, that's why I'm trying to figure out what to do."

"Actually, young ones, you won't have to figure out a thing!" It was a voice that neither of them had ever expected to her. The turned from each other, and sure enough, standing in front of them in the frame of the door, were the one, the only…

"We, the Justice Friends, will take it from here!"

A/N: Since they will play a big role in a few upcoming chapters, I need info on the JF, as I only saw them once on TV (and can barely remember that, it was so long ago), and I can't find ANY websites, seriously. If no one can help, I'll just go with my instinct and the little knowledge I have, and hope for the best. Hey, I can always take it down and edit it…