Author Note: Sorry for the delay, I WANTED to release this one on my birthday on Wednesday but things called MvC3, MK9 and TF2 got in the way… my bad.

Also, I believe I have been giving the short shaft to my other OC Jeff… what do you think?

Episode Eleven: 24/7 Insanity

A full month had passed since the end of Pyron on the Earth. Life for those who had successfully defended the little blue planet had returned to normal…. Or as normal has having a family of cat women and a super-powered human could get. Not to mention the fact that a killer robot was being repaired in the basement of the two-story home. Taking a break from working on his unofficial partner, Jeff had taken the top half of the lead unit of Huitzil and set it up to talk with Cecil. It was a little surprising taking orders from the robot on how to assist in fixing itself. While the top half took damage that the auto-repairs could handle, the legs were completely trashed and needed to be repaired manually.

Grabbing a bottle of water, the truly human ally of Darkstalkers brought his laptop out of sleep mode to find an urgent email. "Huh? What's this thing?" Opening up the message, the bottle fell out of his hand and hit the floor. Bouncing under his chair, the cap was still on as Jeff reached for his cell phone. Smashing in a well dialed number, the line was picked up by Alto.

"Hi J-J!" The young catgirl was still being brought up by Grace and was not able to pronounce Jeff's name yet. "Why are you calling here… you looking to talk to Lucy are you?"

"What? No, is Grace near?" The catgirl yelled for her 'mother' as the feline's high pitched voice rung Jeff's ear drum. Hearing the oldest of the seven cats take the phone, Grace reminded the little one that yelling isn't proper. "Sorry about that…"

"Its fine Grace, hey is Joe around there? I know what day it is, so he doesn't have his phone with him." Looking at a calendar nailed to a nearby wall, every third day was circled in blue at the camp. "Ah that's right. Don't worry, I'll send someone to get him."

Deep in the woods, an isolated meadow was being used as a make-shift sparing area. Fighting against the chaotic human, Felicia was trying to take a bell from her instructor. Tied around the front of a baseball cap, Joe came up with the idea to increase Felicia's striking speed. "Come on, you almost had me that time…" Panting, Felicia had been trying to get the silver bell for over two hours non-stop without taking a break. "How about we stop and grab some lunch?"

Focusing her eyes on the non-transformed Joe, he was simply using the stamina Donovan helped to develop during his training. "No… not yet." Rolling right towards the human, Felicia had a suddenly used her Rolling Buckler. Breaking into an uppercut, Joe's eyes shimmered as he jumped up and flew out of the catwoman's reach. "That's not fair! You said no special moves today!" Hovering out of the reach of an upset Felicia, Joe pointed back down at his blue haired student. "Right, you were the one who broke the rule first. Besides… flying isn't really a special move since it's more of a skill."

"That's still unfair…" Felicia fumed under her breath. Looking up at Joe, he didn't move any higher than to avoid her initial upper-cut. Springing off the ground, the feline wasn't done just yet against a flying opponent.

Extending her claws, Felicia took a swipe at the bell and missed as Joe knocked her paws aside. "Nice try…" The unsuccessful catwoman had passed by, but the human had forgotten about Felicia's tail. Using her momentum and weight, Felicia had caught Joe by the arm and threw him to the ground. Recovering from the light toss, Joe landed on his feet and looked up to see Felicia's smirking smile. Oh crap.

Smashing right into her teacher, the grass was kicked up some as Joe found himself pinned underneath Felicia. Grabbing the hat with her tail, the catwoman smiled down at him and purred happily. "Looks like I win…" Held down by Felicia's large paws, Joe was pinned in defeat as he did promise no special moves and anything outside of using his energy moves was indeed special. "Ok, you win."

Climbing off, Felicia sat back on the grass and shaped her paws down to something near human-sized hands minus the long cat nails. Sitting up, Joe noticed the change and questioned. "When did you pick that up?" Looking at her converted paws, Felicia answered. "This? Grace has been teaching me how to turn human… but I can only seem to manage small portions at a time." Frowning in disgust, Felicia suddenly became unusually quiet.

"If you don't mind me asking, why are you suddenly trying to take a human form Felicia?" Smiling at her teacher, she shook her head in response. "Sorry… that's a secret." Winking at the human, Joe took the chance to pounce the unsuspecting catwoman. Pinning her back to the ground, he chuckled and stared right into her green eyes. "Come on tell me… you know I won't tell."

Struggling playfully under the hatless human, the pair stopped when they sensed someone was watching the whole thing. Rolling out from being a bush, a large orange ball stopped by Joe's hat as the ball cracked open. Looking confused, Nonno was looking at the two from insider her ball. Peeking at the human and cat woman, she popped out her head and frowned. "Are you two supposed to be fighting?" The little neko asked as Joe climbed off Felicia.

Moving towards the ball, a cell phone was thrown out into his hands. Unlocking the device's touchscreen, there were several missed calls… all from the same number. "Oh man, Jeff's been trying to reach me?"

"Yep, something about Felicia being on TV… or something." Closing up her ball, the orange sphere took off back to the camp. Looking at Felicia, the mature feline was stretching out on the grass. Trying not to stare at the curvy former entertainer, Joe opened up a text message with a video attached. Playing the clip made the human's mouth drop. "No way…"

"What is it?" Transforming into her cat form, Felicia hopped onto Joe's head and peered down at his phone.

A grainy video showing Felicia kicking Pyron in the stomach had somehow been captured by a damaged security camera from the stadium. The camera had been recording the whole fight against Pyron, but due to several glitches… most of the footage was ruined by the battle. Only the ten seconds of Felicia's kick and then the exploding alien were shown to the world. To make things even worse, the small video had been leaked onto the internet.

At the camp, the younger catgirls only had Pico's story about the fight to go off of about Pyron getting defeated. Cheering on their feline friend, Lucy and Grace had hoped something like this never happened while in a world that isn't their own. "What's the big deal anyway?" Joe asked while getting out a drink of juice. "This world needs heroes anyway; we don't get to see stuff like this here."

"You moron!" Lucy shouted as her voice made the human gag on his drink. "Think for a second… in this world, we don't have the same rights as we do in our own. If someone was to capture one of us…"

"That won't happen." Looking at the time, Joe was supposed to help out with the afternoon shift at the family restaurant. "Crap… I'm going to be late." Grabbing his jacket and sunglasses, the human headed for the door. Strapping his sneakers around his feet, Joe was stopped by someone throwing an apple at him. "Don't be eating all of that greasy restaurant food, I like my trainer lean." Felicia teased as Lucy realized what Nonno meant by the two as 'playing' and went after Joe. Taking the sound of paw on floor boards as a warning, the human was airborne in seconds. Out of earshot of an angry feline, Joe chuckled and took off for work.

Floating above the clouds, the human was on his back trying to figure out something. Felicia sure changed since we first met… almost as if she's… Hearing the roar of a jet engine, a jumbo-liner was being chased by a couple of Huitzil. A few hundred thousand feet in the sky, the machines were about to fire on the aircraft. "Oh shit!" Firing a beam, Joe destroyed one of the two flying death machines as it locked onto the jet's left wing. "Hey, Darkstalker right here guy… big mean threatening target!"

Raising his power into A-Class, Joe's hair bleached again into the cloud white color due to the chaotic energy as the remaining machine re-aimed. Darkstalker located… proceeding with termination. Firing missiles at the floating human, Joe countered by hurling an apple at the projectiles. Passing harmlessly by, the missiles crashed into the human and exploded. Target neutrali- The gray robot was silenced as its head was torn clean off at the neck. Ripping the vital section off the Huitzil, Joe punted the head into the distance before detonating the body with a blast. "Aww shit, I forgot Jeff needed parts… guess he'll just have to make do at the dump." The aircraft was miles away by the time the pilots knew that their unwelcomed guests were gone.

Arriving at work several minutes late, Joe landed behind the restaurant's dumpster and tried to sneak into the back after changing into his work clothes. Peeking through an open window, there was no sign of anyone to rip him out for being late. Awesome… no one's in the kitchen now. Swinging his backpack over a shoulder, the smirking human went straight to clock in… but had his time card snatched away. "Late again bro…? You need to leave you little 'friend' alone."

Stuck on clean-up detail, Joe was demoted to close up the place alone. After a lackluster day of serving the standard menu, it seemed that without the 'special' on tap… the crowds were back to their pre-Darkstalker size. While it was only seven months since the cat women stopped showing for work, it seemed like forever since the little restaurant enjoyed the lively energy of those cat people. A strange sensation coursed through his mind as the human shut his eyes and smiled. "Ok, come out Morrigan." The chorus of bats appeared for their mistress as the aqua haired woman appeared in her 'casual' attire. "You've been sitting there all day huh?"

"Give a girl some credit, it's hard to avoid someone who can sense energy." Sitting on the counter of the bar, a bat reached for a bottle of gin before Joe knocked it back with a broom handle. Frowning, the succubus stared at the denying human. "Geez, you're no fun… no wonder you haven't scored with kitty yet."

"Knock it off Morrigan." Putting the broom away, he tossed the apron into the laundry chute and sighed. "You never just visit… so, did you find a way back home for you guys?" Shaking her head, the bat woman looked distressed. "It is strange… the source of energy that brought us all here was you."

"Me? Come on, you know full well I'm limited to what the Chaos Force can do." Waving off the thought of being some kind of mass transportation device for Darkstalkers was a joke to the human. Yes, flight and enhanced combat was one thing… but being able to carry over several highly deadly night warriors into his world was something else. "Besides, even if I could… how do I know it'd work again?" Joe questioned.

Chuckling slyly, Morrigan slid towards the human on the freshly cleaned bar. Staring up at the average looking male, the alluring creature couldn't help but notice the change in this one's demeanor while dragging herself closer. "Oh, you'd find a way if need be…" Hovering up towards an open skylight, the woman changed into her true form in a flash. "If you're too careful… someone else might adopt your little pet before you do."

"What?" Turing around, Joe had his back to the now vanished succubus. Finding his late night visitor gone, something in the barroom mirror caught his attention. A small kiss shaped mark was imprinted on his cheek as a single strand of aqua-green hair was mixed into his dull brown hair. "Damn it Morrigan, quit taunting me! Go play with your boy-toy Demitri!"

Trying to scrub off the kiss mark with a washcloth, Joe was finding it difficult to remove. Even two hot showers proved that this wasn't simple demonic lipstick. Damn… did she use magic to bond it to me…? Sighing, the human plopped down onto his bed and stared at the ceiling.

"It's just lipstick stupid…" Jeff answered his worried older sibling as he checked on the chaotic warrior once arriving home. Setting down a rather crude looking scanner, it was made partly from Phobos' designs, a way of showing thanks for helping with the repairs to its gold body. Cecil and his metal parent had left early that afternoon once repairs were completed. Mostly over the fact that the gold robot still saw Joe as a threat and still was programmed to 'protect the boy'. "I'm sure you'll wipe it off in time, just like everything else you've done…" The hazel eyed tech genius muttered under his breath. "What was that?"

"Nothing, just get to bed. We got to go shopping since it's our day off."

Realizing that by having to scrap all the custom equipment built over nearly a year, Jeff was feeling a little jaded. Losing his only way to prove himself against Darkstalkers left an invisible wound in the non-powered human's heart. "I should make it up to him… but I can't make a super killer robot listen to a Darkstalker, can I?"

Morning came quickly as the two brothers headed out to handle shopping for the restaurant's monthly supplies. Stopping at a local grocery, the owner came out to meet the duo. "Hey, you guys hire back that chef of the chowder?"

"Sorry, she's currently on leave…" Disappointed, the owner led the way to the meat counter to cash out their order for the next month. Looking around, Joe noticed the cover on a few newspapers of him shooting down the attacking Huitzil. Flipping the cover over to the back, he hid the photos from Jeff as the brother came out. "What's with you? I know you turn 25 soon, but really…"

Walking out of the store, the alarms all started to go off at once. Several people were shouting as a masked individual came storming out of the store with a gun. Waving it around, bystanders ducked aside out of fear that they would be a target. Coming out of the story with a bag full of money, the criminal chuckled as he ran past Jeff and knocked his PDA to the ground.

Smashing on impact, the device that had the list of groceries was now useless. "Ha, LOSER! The offender got a decent head start from anyone who could catch him to his car. Revving his engine, the car peeled out and headed for the road. "Joe… just do it."

Hearing the sirens of first responders starting to grow louder, the criminal was about to blow past the police… up until a stream of smoke started to emit from the engine. Rolling out of the car, it cut to the left and went crashing into a lamp post in the parking lot. Gasping, the stunned criminal couldn't understand why his finely tuned automobile crashed. Laughter could be heard as Joe had his back to the angry crook. "You thought that was funny?"

Taking aim, the criminal took three shots at the snickering male just as the cops arrived to tackle him to the ground and preventing any more shots. "Hmm?" A flicker of white followed by an audible gasp was heard as Joe was left standing with three bloodless rounds in between his left fingers. "What? Did someone see that guy crash?" Those who saw it couldn't believe that a local guy was the 'silver defender' from the newspapers. Grabbing his hair, it was stuck on 'chaos mode' and wouldn't fade away as the three bullets hit the ground. "Uh oh…" Jeff just stood still with a well-deserved hand over his disgusted face.

End of Episode 11

Trailer for the next episode:

With their secret blown, it didn't take much for the small town to become a mad place…

Jeff: Good going, you ruined our lives!
Joe: Hey, if I didn't sense the bullets… someone might have gotten killed!
Jeff: Someone did… it's called our privacy!

Next time… Episode Twelve: Chaotic Birthday

Alto/Nana/Mimi/Nonno/Pico: PARTY~!