Hina Digger Chapter 15, a Love Hina + Gold Digger Crossover fanfic

And so saga continues.

Didn't even need to wait for a reminder this time!

Insert 'Standard copyright lawsuit avoidance speech' here.

On with the show!

Chapter 15.

"Greetings once again, Gina." Kahn greeted, the bald monk/librarian smiling politely at the blonde genius before nodding his head towards her escort "And to you, Keitaro, would you care to try your luck again?"

"Don't have time," Keitaro admitted with a grin, tilting his head towards Gina, who was dropping off her books at the desk "Gina's in a bit of rush, so we'll have to put you thrashing me at chess off for now."

"Don't belittle yourself," Kahn chuckled with an amused smile "you're doing much better, and I have had years of practice on my side." He nodded "Also, Empress Lin wishes to thank you for the brownies you brought over last time." He looked over his shoulder before leaning in close to whisper in the Ronin's ear "But next time, send me a warning before you make any more."

Keitaro promised, having learned, unintentionally, that his baking skills seemed to have the oddest effect on the Empress of Shangri-La, namely an aphrodisiacal one. The last time he'd brought brownies over, Lin had gorged herself on the little squares of chocolaty goodness, before hauling a startled Kahn off to their 'private quarters'.

It was a good thing Kahn trusted Gina and Keitaro not to abuse their library rights, as Lin had kept him at it until the following morning, meaning the duo had to check their own books out.

Needless to say, Lin had called off her vendetta against the immortal Ronin, provided he bring more 'sinfully delicious' goodies her way next time he visited the library.

"By the way," Kahn recalled, smiling at Gina as the scientist finished returning her books, pouting slightly at the little warning slip she'd received for being overdue "I have those new atlases you asked about Gina, care to take a look?"

"Thanks Kahn!" the blonde offered, beaming up at the librarian, offering a small, polite nod to Lin, who returned the favor with regal poise that didn't quite match the looks of hunger she was sending towards the basket that Keitaro and Kahn hadn't quite managed to sneak past her "I've been waiting ages for those! I hope it didn't interrupt your other work getting them in."

"Oh nothing more than the usual." Kahn assured the blonde, a smile on his face as he led them towards his office "The Daemon's in the inner library WERE a little rowdier than normal, but the codex protects me."

"Daemons…" Gina muttered, she and Keitaro shivering in unison at the distant memory of a certain satanic vermin they hoped to never hear from again "we've had our fair share of troubles with THOSE creeps, heck Keitaro actually sent one off to the big sleep a while back!"

"I hope you're right Gina." Kahn muttered, his face lined with concerned trepidation as he leveled a look at the Ronin in question "Daemons are a vengeful breed, and if the one you encountered lived, it would surely go to the ends of the earth to hunt you down…and KILL you."

Keitaro swallowed audibly, internally praying to whichever deity was listening that mighty mouse's evil twin didn't decide to come back for round two, only to choke as Gina elbowed him in the ribs. "Buck up Kei!" the adventurer offered with a grin "You sent that sucker through a solid stone wall! If he survived that, I'll eat my Trilby!"

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In the desert of Iran, a small, almost unnoticeable shadow detached itself from the gaping entryway to what had once been Genn's temple and prison. Looking towards the setting son, the owner of the shadow narrowed it's glowing crimson eyes before setting out at a slow, determined pace, like a hell-bound glacier, or the shifting of a continent.

It was in no hurry, it could FEEL the presence of the ones that had humiliated it, that had violated the sanctity of its home and made off with the historian. It would find them, and then there would be BLOOD.

'Terminator ain't got SHIT on me!'

"I really wish you'd stay a little longer." Kahn sighed, smiling at the duo as Gina gushed over the latest atlases, having apparently uncovered an ancient Diamond Temple in the middle of cross-referencing "It's good to hear about the outside world from people that aren't in a hurry to return a book."

"I'll try and stop by soon." Keitaro promised, shaking the librarian's hand with a smile as Gina opened a portal back to the Diggers' home, or rather her lab "I gotta try and win SOMETIME."

"Indeed." Kahn chuckled, recalling how well the Ronin had improved since he first started teaching him chess. Had Keitaro actually played anyone else, other than Dr. Diggers occasionally, he'd be surprised to learn he was well on the way to attaining the skills of a chess champion "As it is, I have another guest stopping by later for a game, so it isn't that bad."

"Move it Kei!" Gina called out, grabbing the Ronin by the upper arm and dragging him into the portal, waving over her shoulder at the bemused Librarian "Buh-bye Kahn!"

Kahn chuckled at the look on Keitaro's face as the portal closed, uttering a small prayer for the Ronin's soul, and chastity, as he turned back to his desk, only to freeze at the sight of the empty basket there.

"Kaaa-hnnnnn…." A sultry voice called out, the librarian's back, and other parts, stiffening as a pair of arms wrapped around his chest, two soft mounds pressing into his back as Lin, her voice laced with desire and chocolate, whispered in his ear "Want to try MY treat?"

The patrons of the library sighed, heading towards the codex to check their books out as Kahn's yelps receded to his private chambers. From the sound of things, this sounded like another all-nighter.

Heedless, and thankfully so, of their friends' actions, Gina and Keitaro promptly set about planning their latest excursion. Brittany had volunteered to come along, citing that while she loved her 'muffin', she needed to keep in shape or she'd go to pot. Though frankly, Keitaro suspected it had something to do with this weeks credit card bills.

Not that he'd ever say this within earshot, immortal or not, being knocked ass over teakettle by an annoyed Lycanthrope hurt in ways that would probably send Naru into a fit of jealousy…not that there was anything new there.

Brianna and Genn had opted out, though Keitaro suspected the Rakshasa wanted nothing more to tag along, as the youngest Diggers sibling had been sending them odd looks recently, looks that, quite rightly, terrified the Ronin.

However, as he gazed up at the giant, Aztec pyramid that was glowing like a veritable search beacon despite being in the middle of the Amazon rainforest, a clear sign that something sinister was going on, the Ronin found himself questioning if death by nookie was such a bad fate after all. At least with the latter there was a chance he'd get laid.

"What's up with this poser?" Brittany muttered, a bead of sweat running down the side of her head as they stared down into the antechamber, where a large, heavyweight man in a pretty spiffy Elvis get-up was laughing maniacally. It was quite unsettling really.

"Gina-san, I don't think this is the lost diamond temple we're looking for." Keitaro muttered, an equally unsettled look on his face as he listened to the self-entitled 'Spellvis' rant on about some 'chosen one' and various other evil things "For one I don't see any diamonds."

"Keitaro…" Gina chuckled, patting the confused Ronin on the back with a sympathetic smirk on her pretty face "Have a little faith in this Archaeologist/Super Scientist! My Gina Scope picked up a huge amount of the stones right on this spot! And the rumors say this temple had 'Stars' inside it, so they must be in a secret room!"

"All the same I think we'd best head back to the car." Keitaro suggested, shivering slightly as the madman's cackles echoed up towards them ominously "At least until he leaves, no point in getting caught up in something we don't have to."

"I'm with Kei on this one." Brittany agreed, though she didn't like the way the Ronin had put it. Most of the adventures she and Gina had been on had gotten a lot worse because her sister had aggravated the wrong person or triggered some trap that a blind, arthritic chimp could have avoided "I say we wait for 'Stale-vis' there to am-scray before grabbing the loot."

"Oh you guys are no fun." Gina huffed, the blonde scientist/adventurer pouting at them in annoyance, before grinning and turning her head back to the chamber "I mean, we can at least check things out…"

"Gina NO!" Keitaro gasped, looking alarmed as he moved to stop her, only to blink as the blonde's Stand rose up behind her, the technorganic coils unraveling as it slithered down the walls, out of sight of the cackling madman.

"Forgot about that huh?" the blonde teased, smirking at the dumbstruck faces of her companions as they gaped at her "My Stand isn't that strong, not compared to Keitaro's, but it's range is pretty impressive, and it's quite capable of sneaking around to check for traps."

"Pretty useful." Brittany admitted grudgingly, scowling at the smug look on the blonde's face, refusing to rise to the bait. So she didn't have a Stand to back her up, GINA sure as heck couldn't survive being char-grilled by dragon fire, nor could she go toe-to-toe with a pissed off Werewolf mother. Admittedly Keitaro probably could, what with his supposed immortality, but the guy was so timid it'd take a serious threat to get him to defend himself.

Which made all the more sense, at least according to Dr. Diggers, as to why Star Platinum was so gosh-darned powerful. Keitaro wasn't the sort of person that would abuse the power he possessed, and his gentle nature and fierce desire to protect what was precious to him.

'Now if only they could do something about his klutz attacks…' Brittany muttered, only to curse as Keitaro, who had leant a little too far over the edge, let out a yelp as it promptly crumbled, sending the Ronin screaming into the chamber below "GOD DAMMIT MURPHY!"

"Intruders! Infidels! AUTOGRAPH HOUNDS!" the cosplaying megalomaniac howled, whirling round to glare up at them, blasting at the ledge above with a beam of magical energy "Face tha wrath of SPELLVI-! HEY!"

He trailed off, eyes widening as the bespectacled intruder, screaming at the top of his lungs, crashed head first into the pool of lava that contained his teleportation spell, followed closely by a pair of mighty-fine looking ladies, one of which seemed to be into furries.

"Gosh-Darnnit!" the megalomaniac cursed, glaring down at the pool as the lava calmed, the magical energies depleted "Thanks to those groupies ah'll hafta start all over again!" he sneered at the pool, having already gotten a fix on the location of the soul he needed to obtain ultimate power. All he had to do was cast the spell again, warp in, grab the soul from the bespectacled poindexter, and then his 'Hunka-Hunka Burnin' Hate Comeback Tour' could kick off.

'Now then…' he muttered, whipping out a tattered, dog-eared tome that had probably looked old when it was new, around some time BC 'how'd that there spell go again…?'

Life in the little town of Quagmire couldn't exactly be called normal. Not when you had alien princesses, heirs to rival ninja clans, crackpot inventors, monsters, time travelers and various other freaks of nature duking it out on a regular basis, usually with a certain teenage boy, one Jeremy Feeple, caught in the crossfire.

Fortunately for young Jeremy, he was currently visiting his father's relatives, the Griffin Family, or rather trying to keep Asrial and Itchykoo from tearing his relatives' house down around their ears, so the Demon God Murphy had no interest in him at the moment. However, not one to be dissuaded, said Demon God turned his attention to other targets, namely a trio of students that were being led off a school bus by their foul-tempered spinster of a teacher.

"Wait right here while I check on our registration inside." Said teacher ordered, narrowing her eyes with the intensity of a laser beam at her three students "And no 'Monkey Business', or I'll have you banging erasers for the rest of your natural lives!"

"Yes Miss Grizzly…" the trio called out in unison, their tones long suffering as they watched the woman march into the mall, where the State Science Fair was being held, sighing in relief when she was out of sight.

"God!" a cheerleader with a not-so-cheerful disposition muttered, shooting a dark look after the woman's back, wishing she could put something sharp betwen those bony shoulder blades "I can't stand that old battleaxe!"

"Shh! Be careful what you say!" cautioned a young man with glasses, and a generally nerdy disposition, looking towards the battleaxe in question fearfully "I hear she has ultra-sonic hearing!"

"Phrank? What's your project about?" the second girl in the group asked, the quaint, wholesome looking girl trying to look into her classmate's box with a look of interest.

"Will you go out with me if I show you, Jesibell?" Phrank asked, smirking up at the girl as he set his box on the ground, not waiting for a reply as he whipped out his project "BEHOLD! The fantabulous remote control remote controller!" he smiled as the extendable hand, holding a TV remote, popped out of the box at the press of a button "No more getting up to look for the remote with THIS bad boy around!"

"That…has got to be…the WORST science project I have EVER seen!" the cheerleader growled, her face a mask of disgust as she fought the urge to sneer. Phrank, who took great offence at her insulting his project, would have shot back a reply had a sudden rumble in the air not drawn their eyes heavenward.

"-aaaaAAAAANZAAAAIIII!!!!"

The cheerleader gasped, only to yelp as something, or rather someone, crashed into her like a human cruise missile, knocking her off her feet in a tangle of limbs, even as Phrank's own yelp of pain cut through the air, as the teen hadn't escaped being a landing pad either.

"Wha-who the hell?!" the cheerleader growled, trying to sit up, only to blink as she realized that whoever had fallen on her hadn't gotten off yet…and that his face was currently planted between her breasts "YOU PERVERT!"

"OHMIGAWD NARU I'M SORRY!" the bespectacled man yelped, backpedaling furiouslyout of range of her fists, only to blink and look around in confusion "Ara? This isn't Hinata-Sou-!"

Whatever he was about to say was cut off as a fist smashed into his face, courtesy of his impromptu, and very pissed off, landing pad, who continued to seethe angrily as she waited for the ronin to be sent flying, only to blink as she realized two things.

One: The pervert was still standing. Two: He was completely unfazed.

"That wasn't very nice Minerva." Jesibell chastised, looking from her stunned classmate, who had never failed to send perverts flying with one hit, to the boy, or rather young man, that had landed on her "Are you alright?"

"Fine, fine." The man assured her, his face not even smudged from Minerva's full-on assault, though he did resettle his glasses tenderly "I've been hit worse, next to what I'm used to, that was a love tap."

"I'll 'love tap' you, you pervert!" Minerva snarled, her face a mask of irate embarrassment as she reeled her arm back for another haymaker, only for someone to tap her on the shoulder. The irate cheerleader spun round, intending to glare the one that interrupted her into submission, only to blink at the sight of a pair of bountiful breasts covered in fur under a limbless bodysuit, raising her gaze past the summit to find herself locking gazes with a miffed looking cat-lady.

"Cool it there princess." The were-cat ordered, her tone brooking no argument as she looked down on the cheerleader from on high "Keitaro's many things, a Klutz most of all, but pervert he ain't…" she smirked at the bespectacled man "Well…no more than usual."

"Thanks…I think…" Keitaro muttered, internally grateful that Brittany had stuck up for him, but wondering if she'd also been mocking him. Such thoughts came to an abrupt halt as a woman that reminded him of some sort of hag stalked towards them, looking irate.

"I saw that!" the bag of bones snapped, holding a finger in the air as she advanced on Brittany like the grim reaper in heels "Assaulting my students eh? Well I hope you know a good lawyer!"

"Don't get your panties in a twist ma'am, it was an accident." Brittany muttered, crossing her arms with an annoyed huff "if anything, Keitaro here should be pressing charges on little miss firecracker here. Wasn't his fault that portal tossed him right on top of her."

"Cheetah-san, that isn't necessary." Keitaro stammered, the ronin waving his hands to waylay any attention drawn towards him "I'm not hurt, if anything I'm more concerned with where we ARE."

"You're in a town called Quagmire on a planet called Earth." The calm looking girl explained with a practiced smile, as if reciting the words from memory "What Dimension do you come from?"

"And how about a date for Friday Night?!" Phrank suggested, looking hopefully at the two beauties, only to be slapped upside the head by Minerva.

"Who said we're from another dimension?" Brittany growled, the were-cat looking annoyed at the very thought as she placed both hands on her hips for emphasis "We're from Atlanta Georgia, USA!"

"I'm Gina, and this is my little sister Brittany." The scientist introduced, Brittany insisting they refer to her as 'Cheetah' while Gina nodded towards Keitaro, who was eyeing the hag warily in case she whipped a broomstick, or worse, flying monkies, out from under her skirt "And this is my assistant, Keitaro."

"I'm from Japan." The Ronin admitted, rubbing the back of his neck nervously, never having done well with introductions, and he hadn't exactly made the best first impression, though thankfully he was ignored as Gina pulled out some of her old newspaper clippings as proof of her identity.

Needless to say, after proving their humanity, Gina vowing to get another newsagent in the process, Mrs. Grizzly reluctantly decided not to press charges, provided, of course, that Gina repair Phrank's science project, which had been 'kilt' by the Diggers' Sisters using it as a landing pad, the bitter spinster leading the muttering Minerva and the curious Jesibell into the convention center to register theirs before the tables closed.

Brittany, seeing no need to stick around while there were stores to shop in, took off on a power shopping spree, dragging a reluctant Keitaro along as caddy, leaving Gina and the hormonal Phrank to puzzle out the latter's project.

As the duo raced, or slouched in the case of a certain Ronin, towards the nearest 'SNU-T Boutique', they failed to notice a pair of conspicuous figures lounging against one of the mall pillars, dressed in overcoats and fedoras, like something out of Casablanca whilst pretending to read newspapers, which did nothing to hide the face the female had horns sticking out from under her hat, or that her 'brother' was wearing some sort of black, metal face mask.

"Dertoza this is all your fault!" the horned female hissed, not liking having to sneak around like a lowly spy "If 'I' were in charge we would have defeated the Zetramen, conquered this miserable planet, and moved onto the next planet on our list LONG ago!"

"Keep it down Leiola!" the masked man hissed, holding up his paper as one of the convention 'rent-a-cop's rolled past on a stroller "You'll ruin our chance to trap Zetra-Three! My infrasensors have tracked him to this area…" he eyed their surroundings in distaste "this 'mall'…we must wait here in these clever disguises and ambush him!"

"Hmmph…some disguises…" Leiola muttered, turning her paper back to the gossip column, ignoring her brother in favor of looking over the gossip columns. Miserable or not, these humans knew how to rake up the muck.

Dertoza, not one to be brushed aside so easily, even by his brutish sibling, was about to give the horned hellion a piece of his mind when a tap on the shoulder drew his attention to the massive Mall Security Sentinel looming over them.

"THIS UNIT DETECTS UNREGISTERED ALIEN LIFEFORMS PRESENT!" the security droid reported, the massive plasma cannon on the palm of it's hand glowing as it charged up "ALIENS MUST PRODUCE 'GREEN CARD' OR THIS UNIT WILL 'SUBDUE' ALIENS WITH TEN GIGA-WATTS OF PAINFUL PLASMA ENERGY. YOU HAVE TEN SECONDS TO COMPLY."

"Quick!" Dertoza hissed, the masked villain unable to pry his eyes away from the massive plasma cannon aimed perilously close to his face as he backed into his sibling "What's a 'Green Card'?!"

"How the hell should 'I' Know?!" Leiola snapped, pushing her brother into the path of the 'painful plasma energy', just as the timer hit zero, the sentinel sending the fedora sporting man flying backwards with a taunt of 'Have a Nice Day'.

Gina and Phrank, who were just entering the mall, the former calmly informing the latter that she 'wasn't interested', warning the bespectacled teen of Spellvis' intentions, were shocked when the mask sporting villain crashed into the wall next to them, turning round to find the Sentinel blasting at Leiola, who was leaping around like an intergalactic tic to avoid being zapped.

Sadly, the Sentinel got in a lucky shot, blasting the horned villain from below, sending her sailing towards the startled duo, bringing them to the floor in a tangle of limbs and crushed science experiment.

"Aha! So you've finally come out of hiding Zetra-Three!" Leiola noted, glaring down at Phrank, who she was straddling as a result of her landing, with a mixture of anger and glee "When I'm done with you you'll wish you…" she trailed off, her eyes narrowing from anger and embarrassment at the dazed expression on the teen's face "STOP STARING AT MY BUM AND PAY ATTENTION!"

"Gina-san?" a confused voice called out, the group looking up to see a surprised Keitaro, several packages in his arms, gaping at them in shock, and a hint of embarassment "Erm…is something wrong?"

"THIS UNIT DETECTS AN ILLEGAL IMMIGRANT…" came the voice of the sentinel, Keitaro looking up, his eyes bulging out of his head at the sight of the iron giant looming over him, plasma cannon at the ready "IMMIGRANT IS REQUIRED TO PRODUCE 'PASSPORT' AND 'VISA' OR THIS UNIT WILL 'SUBDUE' IMMIGRANT WITH 20-GIGAWATTS OF PAINFUL PLASMA ENERGY. YOU HAVE TEN SECONDS TO COMPLY."

Keitaro, like any rational person faced with imminent pain courtesy of a giant robot would do, promptly screamed like a little girl and ran for it, tossing Brittany's packages in the air, even as the Sentinel continued to count down.

"TEN!" the iron giant declared, raising his cannon, a little too eagerly to be considered protocol, the target beacon locking onto the Ronin's retreating back "HASTA LA PASTA MEATSA-!"

Leiola, who had NOT enjoyed having her tushie zapped by PPE, not one bit, took that moment to head butt the sentinel, her horns punching through it's faceplate, toppling the metal behemoth in the direction of the escalator, only for it to halt in mid-air, supported by Zetra-Three's Air Wave.

"How're you doing that?" Gina wondered, looking on in awe as Phrank, who had shifted into his Zetraman form, kept the titan from collapsing long enough for civilians to clear the escalator "That thing has to weigh 100 tons!"

"100 tons???" Zetra-Three stammered, turning his head to gape at the blonde, only to wince as his concentration broke, dropping the deactivated robot onto the, thankfully abandoned, escalator with a crash "Yeesh…least no-one was hurt…"

Dertoza, freshly changed into his proper attire, and packing a rather nifty new laser cannon, chose that moment to get back in the fight, unleashing a massive blast of energy that not only sent the Zetraman flying, it also caught a still panicking Keitaro in the blast as the Ronin completed his third circuit of the mall.

Brittany 'Cheetah' Diggers was in a relatively good mood. True she hadn't enjoyed being shuttled magically across the Atlantic, the static was murder on her fur, but after a power shopping trip that was soon abated. What irked her, however, was that her 'caddy', namely Keitaro, had disappeared while she was trying on some underwear, leaving her to carry the goods by herself.

"Keitaro?" she called out, trying not to sound TOO miffed as she glared into the crowd, as she didn't want to scare the Ronin away after all "Where the heck are you? Get back here and gimme a-!"

Keitaro and Zetra-Three chose that moment to crash into the lycan, sending her purchases flying in all directions, Brittany glaring down at the Ronin, who's head had landed between her breasts, again.

"We have GOT to stop meeting like this." She muttered, controlling the urge to throttle the man, she'd just make him carry the luggage home later, prying him out of her cleavage and glaring at the costumed weirdo that had accompanied him "And you…get my undies off your head!"

"CHEETAH!" Gina wailed, drawing the were-cat's attention to her adopted sibling, who wasn't enjoying being used as cover for the dogfight between Dertoza and the Sentinel, which was still operational despite having Leiola sticking out of its face like an irate pimple.

"Can't I take that girl anywhere?" Cheetah complained, rushing into the thick of things, a concerned Keitaro and mortified Zetra-three on her heels "Keitaro! I'll handle the big one, you take ugly!"

"Who're you calling ugly?!" Dertoza snapped, the masked villain whipping round, a vein pulsing on his mask, and firing his laser at the lycan, just as several brightly clad figures crashed through the ceiling.

"What the hell?! The Super Sentai?!" Keitaro yelped, ducking under the flying shards of glass, his eyes wide behind his glasses as he gripped the sides of his head in frustration "What the hell is up with this mall?!"

"Hey watch it!" Cheetah yelled, the equally annoyed Lycanthrope ducking under a swipe from the 'red ranger's oversized lollipop, the costumed fighter having seemingly mistaking her for an enemy.

"I have you now!" Dertoza yelled, aiming at the Lycan, looking to take two birds down with one stone, only for Star Platinum to crush the barrel of the gun, sending Dertoza crashing into the ceiling with an uppercut to the chest.

"Hey!" the 'black ranger' called out, pointing at the startled Ronin, who'f foolishly picked up Dertoza's ruined blaster during the scuffle, marking him as an accomplice "So you're an enemy too are you? Have at you!"

"EMERALD SPLASH!"

Keitaro blinked, watching in surprise as several, crystallized blasts of plasma sent the costumed baka flying, turning to regard a grinning Gina, whose Stand was currently holding out it's hands, having launched the attack that saved him.

"Got your back, Kei!" the genius assured him, before yelping and rolling out of the path of the 'Yellow Ranger's spoon, the woman not taking to kindly to her blasting her teammate.

While all this was going on, Spellvis chose that exact moment to warp in on the scene, a smug look on his face as he watched the panicking people run away from him in terror.

'Heh Lookit 'em run,' he preened, standing there in a dastardly pose 'Obviously scared of mah-Wait…who turned off the…oh no…'

The Sentinel, which had been tripped up as a result of Minerva kicking the recumbent Treat-5 into it's foot for wrecking her project, came down on the spell caster like a tonne of reinforced metal and circuitry. The resulting explosion obscured everyone from view, leaving them groping around in the smoke for a few seconds, which led to some awkward encounters.

"I'm sorry!" Keitaro yelped, ducking and rolling to avoid an irate Treat-3, who he'd unintentionally goosed while stumbling around in a daze.

Cheetah, meanwhile, was warding off an assault from Treat-1, who refused to believe that she wasn't some other 'cat woman' that apparently had a reputation as a villain, apparently to focused on making 'the bat' owe him one.

"Watch out!" Gina yelled, her Stand lashing out with another blast of crystallized plasma, warding off Treat-2's attempted sneak attack on her sibling with a silver spoon "Nobody ambushes my baby sister!"

"Treat-1 call it off!" Zetra-Three called out, the steam powered superhero coming up and grabbing the larger crime fighter by the shoulder, trying to make him see reason "These two are civilians!"

"Yeah right!" Treat-1 muttered, though he did back down. He'd never really liked the Zetramen, mainly because they'd been formed by a rival of his employer's scientist, but Zetra-Three had always had a sore spot, mainly because one of his own team was infatuated with the nerd.

Speaking of which, Treat-3, hearing her crush's name, promptly gave up trying to give Keitaro a candy-cane enema and skipped up to the Zetraman, holding out an autograph pad for him to sign, leaving Keitaro to catch his breath.

Spellvis, of course, chose that moment to revive in a blaze of power, having not taken to kindly to having a hundred tons of robot dropped on him. The entrance was ruined, however, by Dertoza and Leiola's backup teleporting in, kick starting a free-for-all of epic proportions.

Gee...Ain't I a stinker?

Gonna have to wait a bit if you want the next installment folks. Sorry.

R&R!!