What was that with Catgirls on Omicron 3? Must have been a REAL mess! (Part 1)

Rei Takahashi

"Who is responsible for this?" the young girl with blue hair (and no clothing) growls, gesturing down at her own body as if it offended her for some reason.

Oh good, Omega's annoyed and that cannot BE good. But . . .like the Hitchhiker's Guide suggests in situations like this: Don't Panic!

Okay, didn't feel like doing that anyway. I will just keep to the tactics I've been keeping to in overwhelming situations like this in the past . . .don't dwell on it and just concentrate on handling it.

I'll break out in a bout of shivering and quaking later (if that) after we find out just what Omega has been doing besides stabilizing the VLA enough to unknowingly give us a chance to actually fix the problem before the VLA finally goes super critical and explode despite what Omega’s been trying to do here. I’m sure that some kind of nasty surprise is in the works for us, courtesy of Omega when we get to the VLA proper. Just another shoe ready to drop, been like that all this Quest!

. . .

Besides, there is just something just too bloody silly about this whole mess to be scary for me anyway.... And also for every minute more she talks with us is another minute closer to me being to our goal and her not being underfoot to ruin it all for everyone.

And if she should catch on? Well, I’m going to try the tried and true tatic used car salemen use and try to act as if she’ll agree to what’s going on as a forgone conclusion and not let her get an inch wise in if I can have any say in the matter!!

As for Omega being annoyed?

Understandable in a way, considering that Omega is a Time Lord and from what history I know of Galifrey, this founder had never had a regeneration which had been female. Oh, it happens from time to time, a Regeneration where a change in gender takes place (and boy can that be awkward in a tradition bound society where marriage is concerned). You’d think they’d be more use to such events, rare as they are but . . .Omega’s consternation is very understandable, I’m rather fond of being female myself and really have no real desire to even try a walk on the other side of things.

This said though!

My word, that expression of anger and the why Omega is trying to pitch his . . .er . . .her voice low like that just doesn’t suit the new body she now wears! But be that as it may…you better believe your bloody arse I answer her question!

No, for the longest time I thought that there had to be something had been up with this entire scenario in which the Master’s fate and Betty’s Earth’s continued existence were linked. I mean back on Terra Prime when I had joined that online game club: Doomsday Scenarios Anonymous I had been delighted at the

"The body you wear at this moment in time was created most directly by the order of the Supreme Commander of NERV: Gendo Ikari for the stated purpose of . . .," I begin, quickly going over the dark and murkier truths of what it meant to be the First Child, a truth that was true for myself and my sisters. Of course, Omega has questions and does not sound at all happy as she asks them! First, he has questions because despite having been spliced into our communications from almost the get go, she had (I find this out later) been busy with trying to stabilize the VLA (somehow remotely) from going critical and blowing sky high every few minutes up until now.

Ah, and if nothing else from my little discourse about the true purpose of that spare 'Rei' body she woke up within it serves to quiet her almost manic rage to something a little more . . .reasonable. I would have been embarrassed (and then some) to use such dark history to gain influence over another. However, this Timelord on the line is one of the more notable Doctor Who villians (right up there next to the Master). I'll use whatever I can take in order to make sure this world doesn't go sky high and explode due to Omega going off in a paranoid snit and just giving us all the two fingers in spite by throwing a switch!

Still, I have to feel for poor Omega here, in a way. Poor dear has been running herself ragged keeping things together until now, only able to get snatches of information from snooping on us in the meantime until this moment where she’d had stabilized things long enough to get back here.

…

Back in the group, there had been those anonymous folks who’d bragged they could have not only stabilize the VLA but brought it under control and make into a most destructive weapon. He posted with a bunch of highly technical data to support his claim; data which later had turned out to be from a highly classified weapon’s project that Uncle Felix was in charged of, much to my chagrin later. That claim I had (after rolling my eyes) tentatively agreed with with qualifiers that anyone with two brain cells would have noticed I was just dismissing them (but politely); it would take a LOT of high powered (and as of yet uninvented I thought) technology (or a calibered mind at the level of a high end Time Lord). I would have added that I was a fan of the ‘More daka’ school of thought, but there had to be an upper limit here somewhere. Alas, the others of the group beat me to it in putting said putz down so I never really got my licks in. Oh, polite licks, but still licks I would have put into the mix if I had not been beaten to the punch.

I try to keep it polite because (like always) if I have to eat my words I don’t have to choke on the bitterness.

However, there had been enough information in my reply when the security folks came in and swept said idiot up (fool had been posting from a workstation at his place of occupation, being monitored and all and not having thought a thing about it). The others of the club got interviewed and sworn to secrecy (those who’d been bright enough to realize what the implications of what had been discussed got hired) by Military Security. Me? I got a call from a high ranking officer after being escorted by a concerned former Military family members (read Inquirer and Elrondir) for a meet.

What happened during that meeting had been . . .enlightening to me (and enraging for Inquirer, who had NOT like to learn that her reports about the VLA incident had created a super weapon she’d seen no real use for except massive overkill that would have alienated our non-Military allies).

But in the end, despite somewhat embittered words flung at the man we’d come to know as Uncle Felix, it had . . .worked out well enough. He was a reasonable man who came to see that I had only been using knowledge I had learned from various family members and friends (read the Doctor and various high Time Lord officials we chat with still from time to time) to make intelligent conjectures. Nothing outward or sneaky on my part, and nothing I’d share with those who’re not in need of being in the know! Thank you, I DID learn that little lesson about keeping secrets at a VERY early age from my time as the First Child!

It is not something I’m going to share with friends I’ve just met like Betty. She’d . . .not take too well to the idea. Be too appalled, really, despite her being intelligent enough to see what that kind of super weapon would be really useful for: the remaining future 40K enemies who’ll show up sooner or later back in Military space! Remember, Uncle Felix from what I’ve been able to cipher out (if you haven’t been paying attention) happens to be the analog of the Emperor of of the Imperium of Man and even with the Jump Drive being able to kill the Ruinous Powers (good riddance!), there are still the ‘Nids and the Star Gods (or whatever you want to call those robotic freaks) who’ll eventually show up and make a mess of things. <P >…

"You say that due to the special nature of this body ‘sucked’ my ‘soul’ as you call it inside," Omega says, interrupting my chain of thought as we land at an oddly quiet VLA parking lot. I have to blink at that somewhere along the way Omega had picked up . . .an oddly familiar friend. A friend that she is mindlessly petting as one of Betty’s cats (I recognize the feline from old pictures Betty had of her pets) while the other is rubbing against the still naked girl’s leg.

Oh, I know! I’ll bet you the same displacement waves that had swept up those folks in Socorro and dumped them hither and yon all over Tokyo 3 did the same for pets and whatever other living creatures as well. Hm, wonder what kind of vermin is crawling about in confusion down in the bowels of NERV. Place was bad enough with just the normal rats and such, now we’ll have to worry about coyotes and rattlesnakes as well?

Heh, not my and my sisters problem! Let General Hummel and Katsuragi deal with this mess, we’ll need to be leaving before that’ll be something we have to deal with. Still, nice to see that Betty’ll will be getting back her pets. Along with the fabricator with all the DVDs and books my Betty and Ragan have managed to collect over the years should go a long way at breaking her out of that slight funk and....

"I conceed that what you say . . .may be possible from this 'anime' universe you haled from," Omega grouses, interrupting my train of thought (again). "But to have it here and now smacks of magic . . . and I and Rassilon played a part in banishing magic from the universe. Why am I still in this body? Where did my old body go?"

She holds up a part of his 'Omega' armor to enphasize her point.

Oh voy.

"Well, first this just happens to be a different universe than the one you left," Rei begins slowly, a trace of annoyance in her voice for some reason over the tone Omega seems to be using here. She really wasn't too keen about being seen as an afront to another's world view or whatever.

"Being that this antimatter universe is the very one that I was stranded in after Rassilon's and the Timelord's betrayal . . .," Omega sneers, beginning on what looks to be the start of a world class rant session.

"Wait, what?" Betty starts, blinking as what Omega just said. "There is no way in hell that my universe is liked directly to a Doctor Who universe! The entropy that Logopolis pumped into . . ."

Betty then blinks and clams up quickly, knowing that she may be saying too much in front of certain dark Timelords. And in a way . . . she had.

"Well, I do have to agree with you about your universe being connected to either Omega’s universe that way Betty," the Master pipes in. "Both with the fact I am sure that Omega probably did much exploring of the realm he . . .she was trapped within in order to try to find both resources and perhaps allies to utilize in escape, being that I shall wager his version of the Hand of Omega did not fall into the antimatter universe with him. I mean from what I have seen of that device on a side trip to Logopolis and after discovering their silent service to my universe at large. . .”

”Waitta minute!” Betty blinked, looking wild eyed at the Master. “You have the Hand of Omega?! Visiting Logopolis? You know about what they’re doing?!”

”Why yes to all of that,” the Master said mildly, giving Betty a rather droll look. “What? You thought I would use something like the Hand of Omega or somehow interfere with what those of Logopolis are doing to take over the universe?

”Betty, I did say that I was out of the world conquering business and more concentrated on destroying the Daleks, did I not?” he finished in a chiding voice. “With the Hand I may have been able to do much in the way of conquest if I was still driven enough by the Drums, but I have come to realize that ruling is . . .too much of a headache to bother with in the end, not fun whatsoever. So I shan’t repeat myself on that matter.”

Several of the others on the line look like they’d like to ask a lot of questions like right about now (especially Hummel, who’s not exactly the most up on his Doctor Who trivia, what with most Marine Corp officers being rather death on science fiction). However, they all have enough sense to not interrupt things, something that Rei and the other Champions are rather happy to go along with. Something is in the works here. Something that might be useful…

Sure as heck was informative. Rei was betting that this was the device the Master mentioned in passing that he was going to use to obtain the power he’d need in order to throw that one doomed version of Earth into another (safe) reality, but that was only a guess. Guy was most ingenious in his plans, usually. That and unpredictable.

”As for Logopolis, I would have to be an utter fool would disrupt something keeping the impending heat death of the universe at bay! Oh, I suppose I could have . . .used the facilities they’d copied from Earth to stop entropy from ruining everything if Logopolis should fall and IF I was still trying to become the Master of all Matter then perhaps holding the remaining universe at large, but that I fear would not have worked.”

”Yeah . . .little insignificant Earth being a threat to the universe at large at the time was probably laughable and pretty unbelievable when you did it on TV,” Betty laughed nervously, blinking.

”You’re telling me that I . . .my television analog was foolish enough to . . .,” the Master begins, not sure at how to take that spilled fact when both Rei and Omega interrupt this ongoing farce with some pointed coughing.

”As interesting and fascinating as this all is . . .like how in the world you got your hands on my . . .or rather my analog’s Hand,” Omega begins.

”Why the Doctor had been rather foolish to leave the poor thing on it’s own to find it’s way back to Galifrey after it had caused the sun of Skara to go nova,” the Master scoffed, interrupting. “Even with it’s inherent defenses the wrong sorts could have waylaid it and use it for all sorts of illicit and ill advised schemes. I had planned and will use it for much more noble things.”

The last part is directed towards Rei as if challenging her to call him on that. Something that the winged woman had no real interest in doing right now at this point in time, shall we say and leave at that!

”Ham,” Rei muttered under her breath before Omega can do something to derail the conversation after that last tangent.

”And at a guess I’m willing to bet from what you just said that you’re also a victim of Scott Chen from Game 3 or Ran…,” Rei begins, wanting to go onto explain that the Earth here wasn’t some kind of ploy dropped into the lifeless (or whatever) antimatter universe to screw with Omega, only to pause when she sees Omega go chalk white (vice just being very pale) as she seems to see . . .something in Rei’s eyes, something that speaks of the truth to the Timelord turned young teenage girl.

”Scott Chen?” Omega asked in a suddenly scared voice, looking rather ill. “The enemy of all that is sane and good Scott Chen of Game 3 who gained Author Powers and turned the inhabitants of Omicron 3 into nubile catgirls? Who consorted with the Walking Dude and . . .”

”Yes, he’d been known to team up with Randal Flagg and pull some rather banal things like that with his victims,” Rei said slowly, not expecting exactly this turn of events. Oh, it was good because it meant that Omega wasn’t being so bloody confrontational and paranoid (at least towards Rei and her group), but still it was . . .unexpected.

Seems that Scott Chen (the rogue with Author powers) hadn’t made a lot of friends all OVER the place, and not just with those of Terra Prime!

”I always thought that his antics with various kidnapped authors who wrote in Game 3 were just dry runs for whatever he’d actually do to the ‘real’ Authors,” muttered Reika, shuddering at some of the more banal and disgusting things that vile man had done to his victims from what rumors she’d heard.

Betty Ragan, remembering some of the episodes where she’d read Scott Chen getting turned into airheaded nymphomaniacs, only shuddered at what kind of things could have happened to her or her red headed “sister” if things had gone differently and Scott had been . . .mischievous.

The Master looked like he wanted to ask some questions about this Game 3 and this Scott Chen (who he planned on making suffer soon enough for interfering in his business), but was gobsmacked at when Omega . . .started to shake and actually sob.

”Oh gods I’m doomed,” Omega whimpered, unraveling a bit in anxiety. “I’ll never regain my masculinity again after Scott stole my old body and left me in this shell and all go and turn into some kind of horny little . . .”

1. “OMEGA, GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF!” Rei shouted, snapping the Timelord out of her impending panic attack.

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