CAPTAIN DUSIS
By: oONekomataOo
Disclaimer: I still don't own anything
Warnings: uh…a little shonen-ai later, maybe. And OOCness. Mwa ha ha!
Neko: Sorry for splitting the first mission in half, but at least you got two chapters at once out of it, right?
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Spandex and Moodrings: Part II
When we last left our heroes, they were reminiscing about the happier, ringless times of their lives. Times in their lives where the fate of the planet wasn't resting on their color coordinated Dragon logo t-shirted shoulders. Times that they all looked back on fondly. Mostly.
"And you said my story was stupid…" laughed Thatz.
"What do you mean?" the angry Heart Dragonteer growled. "Mine was the best so far!"
"Ou, Ou! Ah, Ahhh! AHHHHCK!" Pedro chimed in, none to pleased that a portion of his life was being mocked.
"Jeez, talk about vain," muttered Cesia. "Rune, Gil; why don't you tell us your stories?"
"H-Huh?" the Water wielder stuttered as Cesia batted her eyelashes at the two. "I don't know, mine's not very exciting…"
"Aww, c'mon! Please? I wanna hear it!" pleaded the Dragonteer of Wind.
Rune glanced at Gil who just shrugged. He wasn't going to get any help there; Gil was just as reluctant to be put on the spot as his comrade. Suddenly the annoying purplish haze appeared once more as the spotlight fell on Rune.
"Guess I don't really have a choice…"
----------------Flashback: Rune
Against the foamy white waves crashing against the rocks at the edge of Fiori, a blonde sat peacefully upon one of the smoother rock formations. This was a favorite spot of Rune's, for it allowed him to feel deeply connected to the ocean and its inhabitants…from a safe distance.
Not too long ago, Rune had loved to go swimming in the very same spot. The future Dragonteer wasn't horrible at it either, so when a group of dolphins swam around him, and prompted him to go a little further with them, Rune didn't object. It wasn't until the land started slipping from view that the boy decided to turn around and head back.
Bidding his dolphin friends farewell, Rune started back towards Fiori. Shocked, the flock of four lady dolphins began swimming around him in a circle once more. It had taken them forever to befriend the cute little blonde and convince him to swim with them deep into the vast ocean, they weren't going to give up until they had dragged the unsuspecting pretty-boy to their underwater castle, Poseidon be damned.
"Um, sorry guys, but I really have to go…" apologized Rune. "I'll be back tomorrow, I promise."
Tomorrow? Back tomorrow? Tomorrow did not sit well with the freaky fishies at all. It made them all the more persistent in their makeshift swimming barrier to keep the object of their aquatic obsession from leaving. They were close, so very close! The young man would soon join them in their undersea castle, where he would become their king and stay with them forever and ever. The quartet of females laughed to themselves in that irritating high-pitched squeaky noise that dolphins make.
"What are you doing?" asked Rune, a little more than slightly worried. He had never seen any dolphin act this way before. With their beady black eyes burning with fervor, strange squeaky chanting, erratic jumping and whatnot. "I really have to go."
This caused the lady dolphins to shriek in terror at the thought of losing their precious little land-dweller and swim around him even more rapidly. Treading water, Rune frantically tried to come up with a plan.
"I have some fresh fish back on the beach," smiled the blonde. "If you let me go back, I'll give them to you."
One of the larger dolphins squeaked out something to the effects of 'No fish can compare to you, my little Aquarian,' with the others agreeing immediately. Rune started to panic. None of the other dolphins had ever turned down fish before; they had usually begged for it, the lazy bastards. All Rune could do was continue treading water, but even he couldn't keep that up forever.
Although he continued to try to convince his unlikely captors to let him return to the land, the dolphins refused. Now nearly two hours later, the crazy crushing dolphins were going strong while Rune was starting to feel exhausted. The pack of rabid dolphins had even managed to lead him farther and farther away from the Fiori beaches.
'I wonder how much longer I can go on…' he thought glumly.
At the three hour mark, Rune was about ready to give up. His muscles were sore and the blonde was so tired, that he could barely see straight. As he slowly began to lose consciousness, Rune could feel himself drifting beneath the water's surface. The ocean had always felt like a second home to the future Water Dragonteer, but he wasn't ready to die underneath it.
Rune struggled with all of his might to swim back towards the top, but his own stiff muscles and the force of the four dolphins merrily dragging him downwards to their lovely abode prevented him from reaching it. Just as all hope seemed lost, Rune felt another force snag onto his left arm. Unable to figure out what was happening as his vision blurred, the last thing Rune heard was the hysterical cry of his crazy captors as he was pulled upwards.
"Hey, you're awake! Are you okay!" came a voice
Rune slowly opened his eyes.
"Man, was I surprised when I found you in my nets!"
Rune's vision cleared to reveal a young, dark-haired man about his age standing a little too close to Rune for his taste. Backing away quickly, the blonde eyed the other boy suspiciously. He was still pretty damp, so he shouldn't have been unconscious for very long.
"What happened? Who are you?" asked Rune
"I'm a fisherman!" the boy beamed. "The name's Nohiro, and I found you in my nets a coupla minutes ago. You must've been swimming huh?"
"Er…" Rune started, remembering the dolphins. "Yeah, but…" he glanced around recognizing the landmass only a few miles away. "This is Fiori, right?"
"Yep!" replied Nohiro with a huge grin on his face.
'Good,' Rune thought. 'This Nohiro guy seems nice enough, maybe he'll give me a ride to the docks.' It still bothered him the way Nohiro kept staring at him dreamily, though. And the slight drool on one side of the fisherman's mouth wasn't helping.
"This'll be perfect!" Nohiro cried. "I can take you to shore, and it'll be a happy ending just like in the fairy tales!"
Rune just smiled. He didn't really understand the last part, but at least he was getting home.
"Wow! I never thought I'd meet someone like you like this, but I've always dreamed about it!" beamed Nohiro, shojo-eyes in place.
"Excuse me?" Rune asked, even more confused.
"Yeah, I already have your sealskin right here," smiled the fisherman, holding up a chunk of bloody dolphin flesh. "So now you have to marry me! Then we'll live happily ever after!"
"Exactly what the hell do you think I am!" yelled Rune.
"You're one of the Selkies aren't you?" Nohiro grinned.
"I AM NOT A MERMAID!" exploded Rune. "I'm not even female, see!" he pointed to his shirtless upper body.
To say that Nohiro was in shock would be an understatement. His body rejected the statement by violently shaking and sweating profusely. His brain just could not take in the fact that Rune was a male, no matter how long he stared at the blonde's chest. The fact that Rune wasn't a Selkie was totally beyond his comprehension.
"B-But I found you swimming deep in the ocean…" Nohiro whimpered, his lower lip trembling.
"I was kidnapped by dolphins!" snapped Rune, the answer sounding every bit ridiculous to him as it must have to Nohiro.
"B-But I found your sealskin in the net with you…"
"That's dolphin skin…and stop waving it in my face!"
"There's…there's no way. You're…you're just so beautiful!" sobbed Nohiro as he clasped Rune's hands in his own. "We'll go to the nearest church and get married! I'm sure everything will work out, Selkie!"
For a moment, Rune was stunned into silence at how dense Nohiro was. That didn't last long.
"Look, thanks for saving me and all, but I have to be going. It would never work out anyway, since I'm both Human and male!
"It doesn't matter to me that you're a little flat-chested, Selkie! I love you!" cried the fisherman as he dove towards Rune, who promptly dove off the ship.
"I'm outta here!" shouted Rune as he furiously tore through the water towards the shore, despite his strained muscles.
The last thing he heard from the strange fisherman were his cries of 'Selkie, don't go!'
Back on the pale rocks outlining the sea near Fiori, Rune shook his head. It was a lesson well learned. The blonde once more took a small rubber ball and threw it for his new dolphin friends to fetch. However when one of the younger dolphins returned, he was not carrying the red ball.
In its mouth was a silver ring with a jewel the color of the ocean embedded in it.
--------------End Flashback
"You were kidnapped by dolphins!" Thatz struggled to choke out.
"And some guy thought you were a mermaid and tried to marry you!" added Bierrez before both Dragonteers fell over howling with laughter.
Cesia wisely remained quiet for once and stepped away from the two on the ground. Pedro followed suit. Gil was always quiet, but made sure to be a safe distance away from the volcano of a Dragonteer that was about to erupt.
"Shut up!" roared Rune as he brought down two mallets upon his laughing comrades' heads.
Cesia winced and then turned to the indifferent Gil.
"Your turn!"
"……?"
"C'mon Gil! I wanna hear your story!"
"……"
"Giiiiiiiiiiiiiiiil!"
"……No."
"Waaaaaaaah! I wanna hear it! I wanna hear it!"
"……"
Gil just sweatdropped at the noise. Rune covered his sensitive ears. Pedro ran around in frantic little circles shrieking monkey curses.
"If it helps, the bakas are going to be out for awhile…" stated Rune.
"……"
"Waaaaaaaaah!"
Pedro desperately tried to light six cigarettes at once, in hopes of passing out and escaping the horrible noise that Cesia continued to make.
"It would move the story along faster."
Once again on cue, the now clichéd purple fog and random spotlight appeared for hopefully the last time for a few more chapters. As the spotlight shone on the Fire Master, he sighed.
"…Alright."
---------Flashback: Gil
Among the cold and snowy streets of Emphaza, a lone boy walked. His tattered clothes gave the impression that he was one of the poorer residents, while his worn out boots striking the cobbled streets with his every step confirmed it. His long blue hair danced in the chilly breeze behind him yet also managed to cover the eye patch he wore after losing sight in his right eye after an accident. Typically, he'd get looks from the other townsfolk, but on that day most were inside to avoid the oncoming blizzard.
Gil, the future Dragonteer of Fire, was also on his way home, yet he knew that the very second he opened the door he would regret it. This unfortunate soul was born and raised in the slums his whole life, yet that wasn't the least of his problems. Both of his parents were alcoholic and abusive. Gil's father had even strangled his own wife to death with a rubber chicken during one of his drunken episodes. And cold days like these were when he was at his worst.
With great difficulty, Gil had tried to feel remorseful at his mother's funeral six years ago, but he couldn't do it. In fact, he felt an overwhelming guilt during the days following her burial because he was relieved that he would only need to dodge one set of fists from then on. And then there were the chipmunks.
Those tiny little bastards lived in the run-down house that Gil and his father shared and delighted in nothing more than making life miserable for the blue-haired bishounen. They stole food, they crapped on carpets, they delivered beer, they shredded clothing, and they held karaoke contests under Gil's bed at three a.m. every night. Every time poor Gil had tried to explain it to his father, the man was either too smashed or too pissed to listen.
Pushing them from his mind, Gil shut his golden eye and tried to take pleasure in the one true happy memory he had—a memory of a tall red-haired boy with kind eyes.
"Hey, are you all right?" asked the red head inside of Gil's memory.
Gil had been walking down an alley, when someone on the second floor of a nearby building had dumped a box of dying plants out their window, and on to Gil. Just as it registered in his mind as catnip, a slew of strays were already on him.
The frightened child had managed to brush off most of them and run away, but it was far from over. After he cleared the narrow alleyway a giant cat had leaped down from somewhere in the sky, bringing its front claws down against Gil's right eye. Gil then fell to the ground, clutching his heavily bleeding wound in agony.
"Hey are you all right?"
That was the first time anyone had ever regarded Gil with caring speech. Those words had saved him.
Their owner had managed to chase the cats away and then treat Gil. Although, he was never able to regain vision in his right eye, Gil felt fortunate to have met a friend for the first time in his life. He was even able to forgive the beast of a cat that wounded him after being called 'Kitten' several times by his new friend. Good thing too, as the future Dragonteer of Fire had a strange natural affinity with cats. Go figure.
Back on the mean streets of Emphaza, Gil managed a small smile during his recollection of the time he spent with his dear friend. Only then did the permanent Cloud of Angst floating above Gil's head begin to clear.
Of course it then reappeared once the boy remembered that he hadn't seen his friend in several years, after the red head's mysterious disappearance. There were times when Gil would question whether he hadn't made up the whole thing just to ease the pain of his depression. Did his red haired friend exist anywhere outside of Gil's memories? He couldn't even remember his name.
The sound of a cat meowing pulled Gil out of his musings once more. The golden-eyed young man turned around to find a black cat staring up at him with eerie blue eyes.
"Are you lost?" Gil inquired.
"Meow," came his reply as the shadow-like feline took off towards an alley.
Gil shrugged then followed. It wasn't like he was in any hurry to get home. He did however quicken his pace, once he heard a scream echo from within the alleyway. Sure enough, our hero stumbled upon a young traveler backed against a corner, surrounded by thugs.
"P, Please don't hurt me!" begged the inexperienced vagabond.
"Aw, we won't hafta hurt ya, Missy," snarled one of the thugs. "You just give us all yer money an' we might letcha live."
He and the rest of his gang laughed while the young girl shivered.
"I, I'm sorry, but I…I don't have any money…" she whimpered. "I spent it all just getting to this town…"
"Well dats just too damn bad!" the thug hollered as he drew his dagger.
"Wait boss," interrupted one of the gang members. "There's other ways of makin' her pay…"
"Noooo!" cried the traveler.
Gil had seen enough. He stepped out of the shadows and alerted the pack of fools to his presence.
"Take off," he said simply. "If you want to live."
"Who're you!" asked a particularly fat member of the gang.
"…My name is of no importance." Gil replied, closing his eye. 'Idiots probably couldn't spell it anyway…'
"Hmm," grunted the boss, eying the mysterious hero up and down. "You don't look like another damn tourist…so you probably already know us cuz we's so famous around here.
Gil stayed silent. He had no idea who these morons were or where the hell they learned English. A dumpster, perhaps?
"WE ARE THE INFAMOUS LOLLIPOP BRIGA-er, GANG!"
There was an embarrassed silence.
"The what!" asked the astonished traveler.
"WE ARE THE INFAMOUS LOLLIPOP BRIGANG!"
"You mean 'Brigade?'"
"BRIGANG! WE ARE THE INFAMOUS LOLLIPOP BRIGANG! "
"Whatever."
At this point, the Lollypop losers had drawn their knives, steel pipes, and broken bottles. One of them took a few steps closer towards the drifter, causing Gil to step in.
"Whaddaya think yer doin' Prettybo—URGH!" cried the gang leader as Gil's knee made contact with the larger man's nose. Blood sprayed everywhere while the rest of the gang looked on, jaws slack. "Y-You bwoke dmy dose, you bwastard! Ged 'im!"
On their leader's command, the nine other punks rushed Gil in an attempt to kill him and let their boss nurse his bleeding nose. They never even stood a chance.
Superior fighting skills were not something Gil was especially proud of, but when your father's an alcoholic and chipmunks are plotting your death, you learn a few things.
Twenty-six broken bones, twelve permanent scars, eight cracked skulls, three crushed noses, and a particularly painful wedgie later, and the Lollypop Brigang ran (or were dragged) off. Gil stood victorious as the wind dramatically blew his hair in that 'I'm a dangerously sexy hero with a tragic past' way, that serves many bishounen so well.
"Wow!" cried the young traveling girl as she clung to Gil's arm. "You're totally my hero, cutie!"
"Uh, wait…" Gil cut in. "I was just—"
The Angst King was saved by a most unexpected event. Some random garbage can spontaneously combusted near the two. Once the traveler saw the flame spewing bin, she immediately took off running like she had just heard that the Easter Bunny was really a Demon Lord in disguise. As the tip of the inferno curled towards the wide-eyed young man, it flung a silver ring branded with a crimson gemstone.
"Why do I have a bad feeling about this?"
---------------End Flashback
"That was…different," Cesia put in. "I was kinda expecting something a little more entertaining…"
Gil hung his head in embarassment.
"Cesia!" scolded Rune. "It's not his fault that the authoress is being lazy! She's probably typing this at three a.m. again."
"Fourth wall!" shouted the Wind Master.
There was once again sweatdropping and shaking of the heads.
"Let's just head to the tavern and complete our mission," suggested the Water Dragonteer.
"Wait, I have a question," Bierrez said, rubbing the back of his head.
"Eek! Where'd you come from?" shrieked the surprised young lady.
"I already told you, it's a para—" he paused when he noticed Cesia's glare on him. "It's a para…paramedic that must secretly appear from behind the scenes…Yeah. Paramedic. Anyway! I wanted to know if these groovy little gadgets were like moodrings." Asked the spiky-haired speaker.
"No," replied Rune through gritted teeth. "They're gifts bestowed to us by the Star Princess and her brother, the Great Kai-stern. Weren't you listening?"
"Riiiight," Bierrez responded. Then getting an idea to test them, he snuck behind Cesia. When she began scanning the crowd for cute boys again, he quickly pinched her ass and ran around like a laughing fool.
Cesia was not pleased at all. Her face was now beet red, but poor little 'Rezzy never got a chance to see that. Before the Heart Dragonteer had a chance to even blink, Cesia uttered 'Wind,' and slapped the side of his face with the force of a hurricane. Yep, Bierrez was out before he got to finish his victory dance and gloat.
The Wind Dragonteer just snorted before turning on her heel, and angrily stalked off towards the tavern. Since he was running out of smokes, Pedro followed. From the cobbled streets, Bierrez blinked back to reality by the power of the 'Paramedic.'
"So, did her ring change color?"
The other three males shrugged.
"Well, your ring looks more reddish than pink now…Oh wait, that's just your blood," smiled Thatz in sympathy. "Cesia hit ya really hard, huh?"
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Location: Cliffs above Chantel
"Yesssss," hissed a snakelike voice. "This town shall ssssssoon belong to Lord Nadil, dil…"
The ragged woman continued spying on Chantel and cackling in a snakelike way. Really, you'd think that the 'Almighty Demon Lord' could afford to hire less annoying cronies.
"Ssssssoon thissss town shall be burnt to the ground, ound! And on itsssss ashessss, shall be yet another planet desssstroying power plant shall be built, uilt! Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha, sss, sss, sss!" she cried.
"Think again, Snakewoman," mocked a new voice, as it made its way out of the bushes. "I'm taking this town and turning it into a giant sewer for me to rule!"
"Urgh, I can ssssee why, hy…" grumbled the raven-haired henchwoman, pinching her nose to ward off the new man's offensive b.o. "You sssssmell like one already!"
The Spirit of the Dark Swamp ('Swampy' to his friends) frowned.
"And where do you get off judging people, you mismatched sauropsidic bimbo!"
It was Jilge's turn to frown.
"What did you call me, e!"
A smackdown between the two seemed inevitable.
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Location: Chantel
"I can't believe how much booze they had in there!" exclaimed Thatz as he exited one of the local taverns with a pack of Lefury under each arm.
"I know!" agreed Cesia, who was holding the door open for him. "It's almost like they have an underground operation or something!"
"I hope all of this lasts the Great Kai-stern for awhile…" said Rune as he looked at the rest of the Dragonteers. Each of them was carrying at least two packs of Lefury except for Cesia, who appointed herself as official Door-Opener.
"It'll probably last him three days tops," Bierrez snorted before quickly coughing. "Pedro! Go smoke your shit on someone else's box!"
From his position on top of the stack of Lefury that Bierrez was balancing in his arms, Pedro quickly cussed him out in some primate language and continued smoking. The four other Dragonteers sweatdropped. Was the authoress really too lazy to steal Suchi the monkey from the original series?
"I'm gonna drop this in about five #$#&$ seconds if you don't stop, Chimpy!"
"Ou-ah! Ou-ah, ah, AH!"
The other Dragonteers sweatdropped once more when Pedro took another drag on his smoke and Bierrez dropped the three packs of Lefury as promised. Pedro had managed to jump off the stack, but his tail had gotten caught between two of the boxes when they landed. A terrible inhuman scream was heard by all.
"Serves ya right," gloated Bierrez.
The others quickly grabbed the two and dragged them to the outskirts of the town before they could cause a scene.
"Man, we can't take you guys anywhere," Thatz grinned.
"Hey, blame the smart-assed monkey over there, not me!" snarled the Heart Dragonteer.
The heroes proceeded up the hill, only to hear the sounds of villainous arguing.
"Wonder what that is…" Cesia mused.
Her comrades shrugged. Pedro snuggled closer to her chest to further incite Bierrez.
"You're a real bitch, you know that!" shouted a male voice.
"And you're a ssssstupid frog-lipped maggot, got!" a female voice screamed back.
The Dragonteers blinked and snuck a little closer to the top of the cliff, where the sound was coming from.
"What's their problem?" asked the Wind Dragonteer.
The others shrugged once more, with the exception of Bierrez, of course. The spiky-haired youth was too busy glaring at the chimpanzee.
"What! You ugly old hag!"
"Ill-bred sewer rat, at!"
"Don't you know it!"
"Hmph!" Jilge scoffed. "It really doesn't matter, Lord Nadil shall have this town regardless of what you say!"
The Dragonteers' eyes widened at the sound of their nemesis' name.
"Riiiiiiiight, well then he can get off his lazy ass and take it over himself!" taunted Swampy. "This here town's mine!"
"Maybe we should do something?" Rune whispered to the others.
His comrades nodded in agreement. Those two freaks on the cliff were clearly connected with powerful Organizations of Evil. And despite how strange they looked, they also might be armed and dangerous. Yep, the Dragonteers would need to handle this with care. The four of them quickly pushed Rune out of the bushes and towards the villains.
"H, Hey!" protested the blonde as he stumbled over to the bickering bad guys.
"Who the hell are you!" Swampy shouted.
"Yesssss, what are you doing here, boy, oy?" questioned Jilge.
"Um…"
Both villains regarded him with suspicion. Handsome male characters with long flowing hair only appear in those crazy comics the girls all love to read, not in real life. They decided that he was either a bad omen or an alien trying to suck out their innards.
"YOU MUST DIE!" both yelled, before running at him with pitchforks. Okay, Jilge went 'die, ie!' but you get the point.
"Wait a—" the Dragonteer of Water started to stay, but was cut off by a pitchfork thrown in his general direction.
"Evil alien!" roared Swampy. "You'll never get my spleen! Never!"
A confused Rune just continued dodging pitchfork thrusts until he was backed against a tree. He slowly raised his fist towards Jilge and Swampy.
"You asked for this...," muttered the blonde. "Water!"
A stream of high-pressured water shot out of his ring, and directly into his unsuspecting foes.
"Uggggharckblagh, agh!" Jilge managed to sputter.
"NOOOOO! I had a bath last year!" screamed Swampy, deathly afraid of the water. "It burns, it BURNS!"
Rune sighed in relief once he saw the two demons sprawled out on the ground. Before he could get too relaxed a hand patted him on the back, making him jump a bit.
"Good job, Rune-chi!" Thatz beamed. "I've taught you well!"
"What! You were the one that shoved me out here, so you wouldn't get attacked!" fumed the Water Dragonteer. "I'm just surprised you didn't make a run for it!"
"Awww, you know I'd never do that!" pouted Thatz with puppy-dog eyes. "We're buddies, right?"
"I'll 'buddy' you…" snarled Rune.
"Uh, guys…they're still moving," stated Gil.
"Your turn, Cesia!" smiled Thatz.
"No way," cringed Cesia through a pinched nose. "I can still smell that guy!"
"You won't do it for the sake of Chantel?"
"I'm not going anywhere near that stink-o, Thatz."
Thatz glanced at the other Dragonteers.
"Don't look at me!" The Dragonteer of Heart growled.
"Alrighty, then let's just summon Captain Dusis and call it a day."
The others agreed.
"Let our Powers combine," chanted Thatz while all of the Dragonteers raised their rings heavenward. "Earth!"
"Fire!" exclaimed Gil.
"Wind!" Cesia chimed in.
"Water!" Rune called.
"……" came Bierrez.
"Bierrez!" shouted the others, their respective elements already streaming out of their rings and into the sky.
"…Heart," he sighed.
"Go Dusis!" they cheered.
The five beams of light spiraled together until they merged together as one giant sphere of white energy. From within the radiance, a powerful voice could be heard—
"By your Powers combined, I am—HOLY SHIT, WHAT IS THAT SMELL?!"
As the light dimmed a figure appeared in the sky, hunched over and gasping for breath.
"&$$#&$#$! What IS that!" screeched Rath, floating proudly in his Spandex.
His skintight, bright red, Dragon crested spandex. That ended up resembling a cropped shirt and a Speedo that even the most experienced swimmer would be embarrassed to wear. The belt that he wore above his er, Speedo, also bore the Dragon logo. What his elbow-high gloves and knee-high boots were made of was a mystery, but the same spandex-y material as the rest of his cough uniform was probably a safe bet, as they were the same color.
"What do you brats want, anyway!" yelled Rath to his devoted followers.
They pointed to Jilge and Swampy, who were by now getting to their knees and staring with a mix of awe and disgust for the barely clothed superhero before them.
"They're evil. Vanquish them." Bierrez said simply.
Rath frowned, but complied. He came all this way, he might as well have some fun beating the snot out of demons.
"Mwa ha ha ha ha!" chortled the Planet's savior. "You foolish yokai with your pitchforks and bad body odors! Don't you know by now that evil doesn't pay!"
The two evil-doers exchanged a glance.
"Ssssso that'sssss why I didn't get my last paycheck, eck…"
"That's right, fools! It's time for a new deposit of morals and justice, because your reality check's bounced!"
"……Neko's really getting a kick outta this isn't she?" whispered Thatz to Gil, who nodded.
"Here's a bonus for you!" hollered Rath as he took a deep breath of air.
Leaning back, Captain Dusis slowly released the air within his lungs directly at the slow-witted demons before him. Both were instantly blown backwards by the force of the gusts and clung onto the edge of the cliffs for dear life. The Dragonteers cheered.
"Wait, I just thought of something," mused Rune as he quickly flipped through a small book entitled 'NeKo's NoTes' in skribbly handwriting. "Captain Planet doesn't actually kill people in his series, so maybe we shouldn't either…"
"Rune, Rune, Rune," Thatz said gently, putting a hand on his comrade's shoulder. "You think too much. You also shouldn't be reading this stuff," he indicated to the notebook. "It'll give you brain disease, or an ulcer, or something."
"Yeah, they'll probably rear their ugly heads later since this is a para, para, paralegal's worst nightmare," agreed Bierrez, making sure to correct himself at the end.
"And here's your interest!" Captain Dusis shouted at his shaken foes.
With that, Rath quickly filled his superhero lungs with a tremendous amount of air. Jilge and Swampy's eyes widened. They knew what would happen next.
SWOOOOOOSH
Snakewoman and Swamp E.Rat were instantly sent hurtling off the overhang and into the distant sky with the overused 'twinkle' effect. Of course they made the standard "We'll get you for this, Captain Dusis!" threat during their one-way trip to the other side of the continent as well. After all, you can't have cheesy villains without nacho-cheesy dialog.
"Go Dusis!" cheered on the Dragonteers.
"Right, right, I'm totally awesome, I know," said Rath with the wave of his hand. He had now landed near the Dragonteers to strike a dramatic hero pose.
"That was the best!" gushed Cesia, her eyes lovestruck at the stud that used her power to (temporarily) thwart Evil.
"Er…yeah. I gotta get going. Right now," replied Captain Dusis. He rose into the sky and took a final look at his followers. "And remember, the Power…is YOURS!"
The Dragonteers smiled. Well…Cesia, Thatz, and Rune smiled. Bierrez wasn't too fond of Captain Dusis and Gil wasn't too fond of smiling.
"So don't call me down for this crap again!" shouted Rath before becoming enveloped in bright light again. He vanished within the orb 'o' energy while the lights regressed to their original elements and returned to their respective ring-holders.
Thatz surveyed the battlefield before looking at his comrades and their twelve cases of Lefury.
"Well guys, let's go home."
That said, the five brave Dragonteers (and their little chimp too) headed off into the crimson sunset to their headquarters on Hope Island. Because that's what all good little heroes do, right?
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Neko: Oh…my…gods…I thought that was gonna kill me. Argh! It didn't turn out the way I wanted it to either! Gil's Flashback was horrible! And Rath's part was too short! (bashes head on desk) Oh well, good practice I guess. Now I can really screw with the plot! Mwa ha ha ha!
Next Time: Scientific Progress Goes 'Boink!'
Thanks for reading!
--------Translation Corner-------
Neko: Here's the English translation of the foreign words I used. Once again PLEASE CORRECT ME should any of this be wrong.
Shojo (Jap.) "Girl" or "Girly"
Selkies (Brit.) "Seal Women" In the British Orkney Islands, there's a legend of Selkies coming ashore to give birth to their pups. Several times a man has taken her sealskin (to keep her in her human form), forces her into marriage, has kids, and lives happily. In each case, the Selkie found her sealskin and returned to sea forever. Anyone read Ayashi No Ceres? Same deal.
Baka (Jap.) "Idiot" or "Fool" but you all probably knew that.
Bishounen (Jap.) "Pretty-boy", a good-looking guy, Half the cast of Dragon Knights
Yokai (Jap.) "Demon"
