I wrote the next chapter T_T now you can all stop bugging me! *cries more*

I'm so lazy…*sighs* I'm very sorry for the..(Year long…) delay.

The 'aliens' stared at them and they stared right back. Mamori was vaguely reminded of the cheap alien movies she had seen with men running around in tin foil outfits pointing their fake looking guns at equally fake looking alien monsters.

The whole American team was dressed in a similar fashion of an outfit of aluminum foil looking clothes and white stripes and it might've been comical if it wasn't that the guns they held flashed and beeped real enough to show those weren't the cheesy film guns. She swallowed and held up her hands. In peace or not, she still felt really threatened by them.

"You think they understood Watt-tron? I mean…they are dressed really funny…"someone still unseen in the bright light said, in American.

"My translations are flawless 2nd in Command Homer, "Watt said stiffly, "They are probably just in awe of are amazing style and weaponry!"

"Um…."Mamori began offering a nervous little smile, "Hi?"

The aliens gasped and fell into a huddle talking loudly as if everyone was too dimwitted to understand them.

"She speaks are language! They have infiltrated us! I told you so!" Homer , she guessed by the voice, whispered angrily, "We should vaporize them!"

"Come on Homer…they look friendly. That little furry goat guy looks funny!" someone else commented cheerfully.

"That is a satyr Panther. One of the most vicious creatures on the planet!" Watt informed his crew mate, "And you see that knight? That's Shin the Scourge! The evilest man alive!"

"I thought ya said that Hiruma fellow was?" Homer asked suspiciously, "Are you sure your wires aren't crossed?"

"Hiruma is a demon not a person! Demons are made of all the horrible things in the world. Shin is just evil evil," Watt correct pushing his glasses up, "They are harmless. There strange 'magic' is no match for our technological might,"

"Still I don't like the looks of them…We'll put them in the brig with those other two other goofy locals," Homer stepped into their view eying them over critically, "I don't see a pixie…I don't want another one of those things loose in here,"

Panther frowned tilting his head, "The bug zappers haven't been working? I'll try using the fly paper again…."

"No." Homer said, "You remember the captain's orders. You are to just keep to mopping…not that you couldn't catch that pixie with you zero-gravity boots,"

"The captain won't even give them a look over…they are so amazing!" Panther said flashing a brilliant grin.

Mamori wondered what they meant by a pixie loose in the ship...and what was going to happen to them as well.

The aliens began to shove them down the hall, Shin glaring daggers at them and probably due to Wat's tale of his 'wickedness' they kept their distances. But those of a more friendly nature like Sena, Sakuraba and Monta where prodded forward by the strange men.

The halls where wide and windy and of the same metallic grey they wore giving the whole feel of a place a retro style. Mamori was still waiting for a cheep looking robot to pop out of no where shouting, "Danger danger!"

Eventually they arrived at what must be termed the 'brig'. It was as brightly lit as the rest of the ship with room guarded by streams of electricity forming tight bars. The alien guard paused and pressed a few keys opening the chamber and herded them in.

As soon as their guards left Shin scowled even more, "What an unpredictable situation we have gotten ourselves into...and of course the demon lord has yet to show his face,"

"He may be powerful but I doubt even a demon lord can track a UFO, " Sena said taking a seat on the floor, propping himself against the wall, "He be off somewhere out of harms way for sure,"

Mamori bit her lip to keep the retort that wanted to come out. Hiruma was demonic, ruthless and his methods where harsh but in the end he looked out for his teammates...at least the Hiruma she knew. The alternate one could be different..but if that was so he would've been a kind man and that was even scarier then the truth.

Time seem to creep by for the group. Rui was snoring slumped against a wall, Sakuraba, Monta and Shin where chatting to pass the time, Kurita and Komusubi where taking in gnomish she figured, and in the corner Yukimitsu was humming to himself probably composing the verse for this particular adventure.

Mamori let out another sigh and looked out through the bars of their prison daydreaming about a simple life of being a football team manager that didn't have to deal with aliens, demons, or nagas at all.

As her mind begin to drift, an odd glowing orb buzzed down the hallway, sparkling slightly. Curiously, Mamori leaned closer to the bars, not touching them to get a better look at the orb. She needed have looked long before the orb was in front of her face showing that in truth...it was no orb.

It was a small humanoid with fluttering wings probably the pixie the aliens had mentioned earlier. She was a dainty thing with her small hands on her hips, a puffed up indignified look on her face, and peculiar skate-like shoes that made Mamori's eyes widen in recognition.

Suzuna.

"You don't have to stare you know! I'm not some weird animal!" She said angrily her wings beating quickly, "I heard some chit chat in the brig and knew it couldn't be my brother so I investigated only to find a motley group of people,"

Sena looked up and his eyes widened, " A pixie!"

Sazuni huffed even more, "Like you've never seen a pixie before ...really....I don't mind attention but not when someone is gawking at me!"

Sena blushed and looked away, " I beg your pardon miss, " he said shyly, "but...I never have seen a pixie or a member of the lesser demons of Christmas Bowl,"

"lesser demon?" Mamori asked looking back at the pixie, "So Hiruma isn't the only kind running about I take it,"

"Lord Hiruma is free!? Oh this is excellent news! You must tell me more!" the pixie squealed her wings beating faster in excitement.

"Get us out of this prison and we can help you, " Shin said with a serious look, "Mamori there is the master of the demon lord,"

The pixie fell back going into a somersault of surprise in midair, "My lord is...then you must have great power!"

The pixie was back fluttering near Mamori, "That is awesome! A woman with power representing women everywhere!"

"Not much of a woman I would say," Rui grumbled glancing at the small pixie.

Sazuni growled and zipped over giving him a savage pinch causing the bandit to let out a yelp of pain, "Do mess with a demon of Christmas Bowl even if I'm just a minor species!"

Mamori arched an eyebrow, "Minor species?"

Yukimitsu cleared his throat, "Demons are divided into three categories depending on their lineage. High demons like Hiruma are full blooded hell spawns straight from the fires themselves, middle demons are half demon half mortal and usually displaced a few generations from their hell spawned ancestor, and the minor demons are bleed offs of power that mutated certain species creating new ones.."

"Making the wonderful race of pixies," Sazuni said proudly, "And of course gremlins and ogres and imps but pixies are the best,"

"They are all the same species!" Sakuraba said back, "A gremlin and a pixie can be related!"

"So!?" she shot back, "I know that! My brother is a gremlin and stuck in a cell down the way. That is the only reason I am here..." she sighed, "I evaded capture and have been sneaking around trying to set him free but I don't understand this dialect very well...just parts of it,"

Mamori glanced up, "So...if you had someone who knew the language then you could...get us and your brother out?"

Sazuni nodded, "Then I could plug in the code and set everyone loose but I can't figure out the spelling of "Apollo NASA" she said,"

"If I tell you will you set us free?" Mamori asked quickly seeing a chance to get out of the cell.

Sazuni nodded giving a thumbs up, "leave it to me! I'll get you out mistress of lord Hiruma!"

"Er....mistress?" Mamori said but then just sighed, "Well...get to that pad and I'll say the letters," Mamori said, "And then I'll make sure to introduce you to Hiruma when we meet up with him again,"

Sazuni grinned even wider and like a flash was up next to their cell tapping at a little panel, the same one the guard had used, "okay! What are the letters?"

"A-P-O-L-L-O," she began listening to the whirl of small fingers on the panel as Sazuni went to work, "N-A-S-A"

After a few more clicks the panel blinked and glowed green and the bars faded, "There! The bars are down in this block for a few minutes! Let's get going guys!"

Kurita got to his feet moving into the hallway with a curious look of his own,"It is rare for a demon to help other races..."

"It is rare because other races never ask for help!" Sazuni said with a pout, "We aren't all bad. Especially compared to those nagas!"

She puffed up angrily kicking her skated feet slightly, "Oh what I wouldn't do to kick Agon in the face for exiling us!"

Mamori smiled a bit, "So where is your brother?"

Sazuni whizzed down the hall to a cell near the door, "He is in here...asleep!" she puffed up again and whizzed in kicking, "Wake up! We are getting out of here!"

A loud yawn was heard and from out of the cell a blurred eye Taki emerged and Mamori couldn't believe things could get any weirder. Taki was a tall creature with bat-like ears and a slight hunch but he still had the same carefree attitude as before.

"Free at last!" he exclaimed, "and it was all thanks to my masterful skills!" he said opening his jacket up with a grin thrusting out his chest.

Sazuni rolled her eyes hands on her hips, "Sure it was. It was actually the help of the mistress of the king of Christmas Bowl! Hiruma is back!"

Taki's eyes widened a bit, "Can it be!? The devil himself has returned to us to set Christmas Bowl back to its former glory!" he said taking a heroic pose as if he was the one to deliver the news, "Then we must find him!"

Sazuni rolled her eyes again but nodded, "Yeah, " she whizzed back to Mamori, "You will show us to him right? We wish to see the lord and give him the last known report of the area."

"When we meet up with him again I'll be sure to introduce you," Mamori said with a smile approaching the end of the hallway to the sliding door, "So how do we get out of here?"

"Well there are escaped pod things somewhere I heard," Sazuni said, "Maybe we should head for those?"

Sakuraba nodded, "Anything with escape sounds like a plan to me,"

Mamori opened the door quickly and looked out around the hall beyond their cell block. It appeared all clear but then, who knew? This was a futuristic ship with cutting edge technology and sensors that could probably give them away to the NASA aliens on board.

She sighed and looked back at the others, "So how do we get pass the defenses? I think they probably have a lot of hidden sensors and cameras that could alert them to us,"

Sazuni grinned, "Leave it to me! A little magic and we will have them chasing their tails!" She whizzed down the hall and a cloud of golden pixie dust followed and a few beeps where heard but then went silent.

Taki leapt out into the hallway, "My sister has confused the technology but show me where it is and I will mess around with it until it doesn't work!" he laughed and followed the pixie down the hall.

Mamori looked back at the rest of the group, "Well let's head out then," She said with an encouraging smile. It seemed no one was particularly fond of following the two but then, they couldn't just leave someone who had assisted them.

The group moved down the hall, not a single alarm going off, Sazuni's illusionary magic working like a charm. Nevertheless they moved at a quick speed keeping an eye out for any guards as they followed the gremlin and the pixie through a maze of hallways.

"Do they know where we are going?" Rui asked , "They could be leading up right to the commander for all we know!"

"They are trying to get out as well and the pixie has been loose in their ship for some time. I think she has the best sense of where we are going of the bunch," Yukimitsu said, "Unless one of us knows the whole layout of the ship,"

"A very good point," Sena said in agreement, "we be best to finding a way out quickly though or pray for a miracle to get us out of this,"

Sazuni came to a stop hand on her chin, "I think it is the left...but I'm not sure. I've kept close around the brig so I wouldn't get lost,"

She bit her lip and glanced back at the others, to say something then a flash was seen and the little pixie was in the fist of a happy and familiar looking NASA alien, Panther.

"I caught it finally!" He said with a cheer putting the struggling pixie into a container, "And...Oh!" he looked up at the group now free of their cells, weapons poised. Sazuni yelled and banged on the side of container angrily.

"Guys! We have a break out! " Panther yelled into his transmitter. The ship exploded into action. Doors slammed open and aluminum foil dressed men ran into the hallway, weapons trained on the group, one of them glared angrily at them, "I told you these people where trouble didn't I Watt-tron!"

A glasses wearing robot pushed up his glasses nervously, "I'm not a behavioral robot Vice Captain Homer,"

"And it seems our little guests got loose, how odd," a snickering jeering voice said from behind them. Turning, Mamori saw another familiar face from the Aliens. It was Apollo dressed in the glittering space man uniform, the front covered in medals, a cigar clenched between his teeth now revealed in a big grin, "It seems we will have to heighten security no?"

"I think it was the pixie that sent them loose sir but I caught so we won't have to worry about it anymore," Panther said holding up the container with the angry pixie.

Apollo ignored Panther pushing past him without a second thought, "Bring them to the bridge. I want to have them all interrogated there for any information on these 'naga' creatures that we have seen destroying the planet and seems to be the ones in power,"

Sazuni bristled at the comment and Taki blinked, "Why those overgrown lizards are no match for lord Hiruma!"

Apollo laughed, " A wash out of a demon lord I've learned. He is of no threat,"

Mamori shook her head slightly knowing that if Hiruma, in either dimension, was ever called not a threat he would pay them back for the comment with interest. But then Hiruma had been missing for a while...

The group was prodded forward once more captured with no hope of getting free this time, the pixie now caged and being carried along by a glum Panther once more pushed aside by the commander.

"So close Homer! I think he was almost going to listen to me and take a look at my zero gravity shoes!" Panther said optimistically.

"Maybe....." Homer said with a small smile knowing truly the racist captain would never look at the hardest trying member for even a minute.

That was all probably about to change as the doors to the command bridge opened. Sazuni stopped her agitative banging and glaring and tilted her head. She looked over at Mamori and mouthed to her, "Something feels bad!"

Mamori couldn't agree more, the sudden sense of wrong coupled with the scent of brimstone and sulfur seem to enter the room. The people on the bridge where terrified looking going about their tasks quicker then usual causing Apollo to scowl, "And what the hell is going on with all of you? The intruders have been neutralized,"

"Oh no commander. You haven't neutralized all the intruders," a sneering voice said.

In almost slow motion the captain chair moved turned about revealing the once person she least expected to see here on this ship.

Hiruma was lounged back legs crossed, fingers together in a devious pondering way, with the most sinister grin, "You are dealing with the worse intruder to date right here,"

Apollo scowled at him," and who the hell are you!?"

The grin widened showing off an impressive set of canines and a very devilish look in his eyes, "The not so threatening king of Christmas Bowl, Yoichi Hiruma," the demon lord said with a mocking tone.

Mamori felt so glad that the demon lord was on their side when he began to laugh, "But I think it is time to show you just how 'un-threating I really am,"

He sat back in the chair and lifted on hand, holding one of the space guns dead centered at Apollo's forehead, "Now...let's talk negotiations no?"