What was that with Catgirls on Omicron 3? Must have been a REAL mess! (Part 2)

The Master blinks, first at the tone of voice Rei had dared to use with the Galifreyian legend and then at the fact that the “legend" in question . . .

Is actually sniffling and crying! Something that the dark Time Lord will put down later (correctly) as a combination of Omega being rather overwhelmed by the situation she finds herself suddenly thrusted into and . . .being rather unused to the out of whack hormones of the budding human teenage girl she currently inhabits.

The time of Teenager for humans, whether male or female, had always been a somewhat turbulent time of adjustment and change, both in body and mind. Omega having never been human . . .much less a female human . . .

Yes, quiet the shock to the system the Master concluded, making allowances for this version of Omega. The Master had some very profitable plans that he hoped to cash in on here really soon after this odyssey was over!

Either make allowances or he may as well just throw any plans he has for Omega out the window, writing off yet another golden opportunity to bad luck due to the intended being off her nut!

"O-okay," Omega hiccups, looking unsteadily at Rei as she looks up through the screen at the blue haired woman. “Listening."

"You’ve got the same genetic material as me and my sisters," Rei continues, in a more normal and reasonable tone of voice. “And while what I do with my husband when we become . . . Well, that’s not for discussion right now. But suffice to say it is hardly as if I am some out of control woman looking to have my way with anything with a pulse! NONE of my siblings are, it’s hardly like I’m out to f*ck everything with a pulse and a male set of gonads."

What she did at night with her husband was . . .could be wild at times but was NOT for something to share with just anyone (especially Omega or anyone ELSE but VERY close friends and family).

…

“Let us get together and talk calmly and rationally over some tea and snack cakes over what we can do for your troubles in a bit while I take care of prepping the spell circle I shall use upon the Master . . .," Rei continues as she pulls various instruments for drawing out of a pouch that she had pulled from somewhere.

Later…

The Master pauses and looks down at the groaning figure at his feet.

"Oh, by all means do not get up on my account!" the evil Time Lord sneers, mocking the foolish human. “Please, by all means do not go and push your luck any more just right now, please! You should consider yourself blessed that I long ago realized that leaving a trail of doll sized corpses in my wake just for the fun of it in the long run lead to more problems for myself than it was worth!"

Being freed of the Drums of War let him realize that such a hobby had a habit of scaring away the more . . .squeamish “good" clients out of his grasp. Squeamish clients but then again clients that were not prone to turn on the evil Time Lord when it suited their needs; the more honorable types out there rather objected to hiring those who casually murder their citizens (and or beloved “pets" or whatnot). Left to all sorts of hard feelings in the end, and always the fear that yet another bounty hunter was going to knock down the door yet again if he dared tarry too long in one place.

Really, it rather cut down upon the pool of paying clientele that the Master wished to deal with, leaving only the dredges. But . . .maybe if he spun this debacle right the next time he met his employers he could salvage something and perhaps start undoing the damage he’d done himself for so long.

And Omega had been making some tentative noises about enlisting his aid. Perhaps a little bit of something . . .say like how to build a TARDIS from scratch in exchange for use of some extra biodata he . . .borrowed from the Bank while retrieving his own back on Galifrey a bit ago.

. . .

The Master still had to shake his head in consternation at it all of what he had been planning back then: destroying Galifrey in order to (maybe) regenerate his failing body. Yes, he had been desperate but then again . . .there had been other options with less potential blowback even if he had succeeded! Point in fact the clone body he wore now had been one of those very options! And destroying Galifrey? Where would he get new TARDISes after the destruction of the only source of those wondrous machines once his stash finally broke down? Not to mention the Syndicate would never had given him even a slight chance to join them and . . .

Ah, but that was for later. Hopefully that Chameleon Arch was still available for his to use for Omega (for the right price, he wasn’t a charity).

"Just do me the favor of being silent and obey me . . .just this one last time. It will be to your benefit, after all so why not?" the Master finishes in a somewhat brighter, almost chipper voice. “Try listening to my client, Rei Takahashi, instead of just ordering her to put her arms up like last time? She was kind enough to pick up the tab and have me actually save the Earth instead of leaving it to it’s own fate.

"Brigadier, she was being very lenient with you and yours," the Master finishes off, shuddering. This time around only heavy sleep based spells, phasors on heavy stun, one or two “concussive force" spells (like what had hit the poor Brig) had been used upon those the Master and his group had suddenly found themselves amongst in UNIT HQ (England) of all things.

The Master’s home reality version of that august organization, in fact. He was actually back home right now! At least for a little while before the final phase of Rei’s plan where he was to pilot his TARDIS away from Betty’s and Rei would finish the process by performing some sort of severe, destroying the link between himself and Betty’s world before the backlash that had been building up from whatever Rei had started by bouncing him all over the multiverse (with the blue haired woman and crew in tow) destroyed everything. The backlash would fizzle out harmlessly, with nobody harmed.

Not that the Master really cared about anyone else (not really). In the end he really did not (now) consider himself evil, just amoral with a Darwinian morality centered around his own success. Being that Rei’s success was a mean to HIS success just worked fine for the Time Lord.

The Master and the group that had been travelling with him almost since this odyssey had begun had been dragged along with him much to Rei’s dismay . . .she had hoped that the spell circle would have spared at least the more mundane members that had reacted rather . . .badly to the last world/reality prior to this one.

Who knew that those Little Ponies could be so intransigent in their views when they came out in force to confront the “great evil" that the Master represented. Something that they had detected almost instantly and . . .

Let us just say that there were a lot of ponies ready for the glue factory (or would have if not for the cartoonish physics of that realm) after Rei’s attempts to sway them diplomatically failed spectacularly and leave at that. Sure had scared the living Hell out of those self righteous equines, let me tell you. Anyway, WAY too much was riding on this to allow childish views on right and wrong get in the way of this. Yes, in their quest for “justice" a far greater wrong would have been committed: the death of six billion people. But they wouldn’t hear Rei out and used lethal force of all things at almost the get go…

No, the Master might be amused about this after this was all said and done once things settled out, but not right now. Right now he was just glad he had played it smart and been more subdued than normal whilst dealing with Rei and her gang. He had known that Setsuna (aka Sailor Moon) had been something less than pleased to deal with the likes of him and had the means of REALLY ruining his day if she so desired; what he remembered from the result to Dr. Ritsuko Akagi had been . . .telling (even if it had been during a fit of madness). No way that he wanted anything like THAT happening to him! And the events of recent proved that Rei, despite being not in the same league at Sailor Moon as far as magical might but she did have a lot of magic to command all the same. That and from just casual conversation with the woman left the Master with the impression with her knowledge of biology and how magic could be applied to another’s biology . . .

No, the Master did not wish to end his days as a newt for getting on Rei’s bad side by trying to betray her, thank YOU! Besides! The young woman was doing everything the Master would wish for anyway (albeit because of their being six billion human lives on the line . . .but then again there was something ridiculous nagging the Master saying that the woman would do it anyway because it was the “right" thing to do). The Master had been around too much and become WAY too cynical for to believe anyone (even the Doctor, now that his true nature had revealed itself) was that way. There was always an ulterior motive.

Then again if the Master had been so rude as to ask such a question as to just exactly why she was helping him the blue haired woman would have sighed and stated something to the effect that her morals was a cross to bear and that ‘we all have our crosses to bear’ or some such.

And . . .that might have lead to the Master being at least a bit more truthful (at least to himself): the gnawing fear that this blue haired woman is somehow linked to that brief (and fuzzily recalled) diping into his own future he had back around the time he recovered the amulet that silenced the drums of war. Something he had seen in the Death Zone during that great and grand distraction the Doc . . .the Other unleashed upon Galifrey in order to hide his true goal…

But that did not happen so we shall not explore that . . . yet.

As for Rei? She was unaware of any of the hidden motivations within the Master’s mind, though she was sure that the evil Time Lord was playing something still close to his vest. Still all in all she frankly didn’t feel like acting the part of judge, jury and executioner today. Not today.

So, with that the Master stepped aside for Rei to speak to the prone form--silently wondering just beyond expressing annoyance what good that would do—Rei did just that, all the while looking actually amused at this latest development.

It had been rather funny to the blue haired woman when they had ordered her to put up her “bloody hands" where they could see them. It had been a small smile and a small ironic question of “Just like this?" and then BLAMMO! Spells casted left and right knocking people about and out!!

. . .

Never tell a magic user to “put their hands up" if you’re trying to subdue them; Just a word to the wise.

She told the Brigadier who she was and who her friends and family were, within limits. She could have told the man about her and her sisters belonging to a multi-reality spanning organization, working in a branch that studied parallel Earth cultures secretively before her last mission having gone so wrong and having to run for their lives (re: 74413). Could have told him about the spaceship they’d escaped within, only due to some double dealings by the captains second in command sending their craft on a around about trip for about two hundred years that would have returned them to a tourist trap version of the famous television space station: Babylon 5; about certain misadventures with a bunch of screw ups from a Farscape reality. She could have told the Brig about having finally gotten back with friends, family, and the man she now was happily joined with (in mind and soul from becoming “one" with him on their wedding night).

Oh, she could have confused the living blazes out of him by revealing that she had once the pilot of a humanoid war machine tailored to look like an giant one eyed Japanese Oni trying to look like a Duke of Hell (that cyclopean one from the Christian Bible or some such).

No, but that would have taken too long and left too many questions even by the way she finally laid it out to the unconscious man!

Instead, using mindspeech, the blue haired woman gives a very terse and short “sitrep" to Brigadier (recently called out of retirement to handle one issue, only to get waylaid to handle this latest debacle).

It covers the basics. The basics being like they were a group that was . . .dedicated in fixing problems, practical problems. Originally (basically) they had been concerned about a small town in the state of California over in America that had a dimensional rift that was going to explode with the force of an atomic weapon. The only way to avoid this was to (by using magic) travel to the other side of the rift to other realms as part of the ritual that would seal the rift, preventing the earth shattering explosion in the process, basically. They had been travelling to reality with “high potential" points for risk, but the reward would be worth it. Instead of dozens and dozens of relatively “safe", they only had to “anchor point" two realities for the ceremony to work. The first one had been . . .interesting in the Chinese sense of the word (Warhammer 40K being what it is). Frankly, Rei had been amazed that it had worked out as well as it had. Heck, she had been amazed that they’d survived, much less succeeded!

…

She inserted a small bit of wry humor about being slightly disappointed about how the real James Bond had been revealed to have been the actual God Emperor, a powerful “Psyker" with power to be easily mistaken for a god. It had been that power that had allowed Bond to assume new faces of people who took up the “Bond" mantel after having faked the death of the old bearer of that name. Indeed, it had been a fine and good joke amongst Time Lords who visited Earth, stating that James Bond must be a Time Lord on a lark. Each Regeneration corresponding to yet another actor taking on the mantel of the famous movie spy with a fondness for martinis that were shaken, not stirred.

Let’s not go into the joke he rather liked about me being disappointed that those dunderheads in charge of the Imperial Inquisition who came to try to actually arrest them (including the God Emperor had not a single member within it with a French sounding name because then she could REALLY say that nobody would ever expect the French (Imperium) Inquisition.

Rei still silently chuckled to herself, remembering the warent that she eventually kept as a souvenier (with the Emperor’s seal of disapproval all over it). Frankly, it was a rather fitting end to a bunch of nullbrains who had been, in the Emperor’s name, been actually thraughing the man’s attempts to reincarnate himself in a new, undamaged body ever SINCE getting stuck on the Golden Thrown, almost too Monty Python in the end…

Well….

She would have done those jokes if not for still having a rather bad taste in her mouth over that dark mirror of “My Little Ponies and Friends". It had been . . .fun watching that show with her cousin while she was growing up. To see such a twisted parody in real life!

Anyway, she just stuck to the basics about finding the key to the survival of the other Earth they’d come depended upon getting the Master (with TARDIS) OUT.

The survival of the Brig’s Earth depended upon the Master living up to his end of a deal she and her friends had struck with him (basically hired the fiend). She did add that . . .the odds were long on the Master delivering, but he was all she had. The Master was all that the Brig’s Earth had thanks to the local version of the Doctor turning . . .traitor (a few glances as various files the Brig had been reading up until her arrival had proven the Master’s words true).

A long shot at best, Rei admitted, but if the Master was on the level about being serious about turning over a new leaf of sorts after being cured of his “ward drum" afflictions and becoming serious in his business dealings as a merc . . .this might work. Otherwise the Brig’s Earth was doomed to keep looping back and forth in time while the rest of the universe marched on until the fabric of space/time tore a shudder from the stress from the harmonic resonance of two temporal anomalies represented by the Eleement 99 “Singularity" over on Katorga-12 in Russia or the oddity that concerned the Cyberdyne Systems “Terminator" over in America (the timeline keep on resetting between the first to the second and back).

She did provide a minimal information to explain what each entailed, stating that now that she was here any lingering doubt about the Master’s tales about it were pretty much allayed. There was this feeling of . . .something in the air that made her want to scream and head for the hills as it were. Something like the sword of doom was hovering over the place and her gut didn’t want any part of it!

She did NOT mention that even IF the Master did keep to his word and the plan failed anyway (a shifting of Earth to a new reality by a chromos shift fueled by the Master exploding the Sun with the Hand), it was a much better fate than far than what had originally been in store for this world. While the rest of the universe seemed to have given up and some powers that be made a temporal clone of this world (removing the temporal anomalies from the clone) to start again, it hardly was fair to leave this world to eventually fall into the void between space/time. VERY painful. Burning at the stake times a million wouldn’t be enough to describe it before the lucky ones died. Those who actually somehow didn’t expire from the experience . . .would give rise to some kind of eldritch abomination, driven beyond all definition of sanity to a slavering . . .thing who’d prey upon the unlucky who travelled between the realms.

Best to be merciful and kill this world than that!

With that in mind, she broke the connection with the Brigadier just before the magical ritual whisked them all back to Betty Ragan’s world for the final leg of this journey.

Moments later . . .

The security forces were swarming all over HQ to determine just how compromised it had become due to their unwelcome guests but thus far results were surprisingly . . .good in that regards. It was almost like the intruders had actually popped in accidently instead of trying something more sinister. Maybe they were just cooping a schnook?

Meanwhile, the Brigadier (after a short debrief about what had been revealed to him mentally by that odd blue haired winged woman) and few of other high UNIT officers were in route to more secure climes. They were reviewing some of the possible leads they’d garnered from that rather one sided (and embarrassing) encounter.

"She is totally insane!" Brigadier Alistair Gordon Lethbridge-Stewart muttered to himself, still reeling somewhat (and a bit bruised) from that encounter with those . . .people who had appeared with the Master at UNIT HQ of all places before all Hell broke loose. “Hiring the Master of all people to . . .!"

Next time around (if there was a next time) a different approach was going to be needed than that. His back sure wouldn’t take another session like it, that was for sure!

The man then groaned softly, rubbing at the small of the back where it had impacted into an offending chair right before that . . .whatever that blue woman had done with her waving hands had hit him and he’d blacked out.

"Sir, as far as any leads concerning anything concerning that substance called Element 99 and Katorga-12 we have nothing from the Russians," a colonel that looked somewhat exasperated informed the others after disconnecting from a secure communication device. “The fact of the matter is the Kremlin is being mum about anything concerning such things and seemed both alarmed and angry that we’d even know to ask about such things, whatever such things really are beyond what our unwanted guests hinted at."

Though their shifting around for information had revealed some rather . . .odd things about said Katorga-12. It was some kind of island that seemed to have existed in the world atlas up until the mid-1950s, after that: nothing. The Russians were hiding something and it seems besides them only God knew what it really was; something else to worry about for UNIT alas!

Thankfully, it seemed that whatever the VLA happened to play into the Maseter’s plans was not in the offing. Oh, they’d intercepted some other alien sorts who had tried to set up some kind of operation but the Yanks . . . Well, whatever plans those aliens had died with them due to some of their somewhat trigger happy brothers across the pond being of the shoot first and ask questions later (if at all). Total dead end but just as well, UNIT was rather frantic right now trying to figure out just the Hell was happening here in yet another threat to the survival of the planet.

Typical one could say, except now a long standing ally and friend seemed to be not so much a friend after all, a fact that still was setting the Brig’s blood pressure to boiling.

"As for leads for a Cyberdyne Systems ‘Terminator’ we seem to have run into something of a roadblock being that last night Sarah Conner seems to have managed to slip from her captivity and disappear along with her son, John Conner to whereabouts unknown," the colonel finished, shaking his head. “Those at Cyberdyne Systems themselves were less that helpful, directing any and all legal questions to their lawyers and otherwise stonewalling us. So whatever questions we might been able to answer about just how in any bloody way she may be involved in the Master’s latest ploy . . ."

"Well, as for . . .what just happened to the Sun?" the Brig blinked, suddenly noticing that the formerly bright day had turned rather . . .night-like. Who just turned off the sunlight and told the stars to come out to shine just now, huh?!

Well, before anything approaching an answer to such intelligent questions got sidetracked by their driver suddenly screaming in surprise and swerving after an unexpected trip down a tunnel of light and having almost having a head on collision with a sedan who somehow thought that driving on the right side of the road was the correct side!

BANG!

Where did that other driver think he was, in the USA?!

Meanwhile . . .

"Well . . .being that I’m not in extreme agony right now and gibbed all over the landscape means that it worked as advertised," Rei blinked the spots that were dancing in front of her eyes away, feeling unsteady. “Good that! I’m rather happy that the sims actually worked liked I had hoped."

Honestly, it had only worked like half the time during the holographic simulations whenever she tried to prepare for the unexpected. Oh, she was nothing like her old creator, Supreme Commander Gendo Ikari; she was just properly paranoid . . .that guy had backup scenarios for the most insane things out there! Heck, he even had a plan for if Denmark should suddenly have gone rogue and tried to invade Japan to stop NERV…

She was believed in trying to be prepared (and be able to modify plans on the fly if need be), that’s all.

"Yeah . . .being not dead is good," Betty quipped, looking a little nervously around like expecting everything to burst into flame and them all dying horribly. “Are we really sure that . . .well, the VLA is fixed and all that."

Several of the now VLA employees they’d left behind earlier after the Master had lifted their enthrallment and had been escorted away by a bunch of froggy Marines who’d leapfrogged ahead of the pack and arrived just a few moments after the heroes look like they wanted to know that as well. Having the world end would ruin their whole day, you know. Funny thing about life, they cannot live without out it and if the world ended that is exactly what would happen you know: losing one’s life?

"General, how does it look up there with you?" Reika asked over her coms, looking up at the sky expectedly.

"You did it whatever you just did," General Hummel almost shouted, holding onto military decorum with both hands. “Thank God, you managed it."

"Oh jolly good that," Reis milled, after shaking her wings a bit and unruffling her feathers from the last stressful step of the ritual. “And this is where we part ways . . .with Omega’s TARDIS of course."

The neo-girl/Timelord had opted on casting her lot with the Master, stating that Rei’s warnings that while she might be able to transform Omega back into a Galifreyian it was risky at best. A murderous phsycotic monster being the worst results if things went terribly wrong probably decided it for the old chap, she figured.

The Master with his shadowy connections might seem to be the better choice and as far as REi and the others were concerned . . .her gone was a GOOD thing. The poor girl wasn’t right at ALL in the head still and God only knows just what she might do next if she should go and snap!

Leaving the key behind for the TARDIS was a nice parting gift, though; just had to take care of that monster inside standing guard. But then again Rei’s husband and a few dozen armor piercing roses from Sailor Moon’s hubby would fix that little problem.

Fred Takahashi had been wanting to use his new magic maul that Rei had made for him so long ago before getting caught up in that 200 year side trip. “Asprin" (as Rei had named it) was going to live up to it’s name: after getting hit by it the monster was going to be feeling no more pain . . .soon enough anyway.

"Huh?" Betty blinks. “What? Just up and leave? And while I’m asking all sorts of questions what was up with the Master turning pale as a ghost there after you complementing him for shooting . . .himself?"

"Uh . . .that compliment was regarding him shooting his own analog in rage earlier," Rei chuckled a bit, rubbing the back of her head in embarrassment. “It happened right after you went into a trance just as a certain First Officer did a cold start of the Enterprise’s warp engine during that ‘Naked Time’ live action version of the Star Trek episode. . . ."

Betty and Sailor Moon’s husband had been the only ones to be effected by Spock’s Time Travel effect had gone into operation, silencing her and the other startled Enterprise crew (who wondered who these strangers who’d appeared out of thin air were). Being that the rest of the gang were granted an immunity because of travelling regularly by TARDIS (a MUCH more elegant and safe form of time travel) or dealt with the Time Gates (Sailor Moon, the senshi formerly known as Sailor Pluto) they’d rode out the haze of it all and been awake enough to deal with the Master’s analog, who’d been in the middle of yet another fiendishly clever plan with the Impossiblity machine he had created by using the Doctor’s TARDIS (uh, the resident one, not “The Other"/Doctor guy of their group’s Master) and . . .

Their Master had looked just once at the other Master, who was in the process of aging that other Doctor to his true age of 900 something years and . . .had shot the blighter right dead between the eyes without remorse. Screaming in hatred (he hated seeing such as he termed it “hammy and heavy handed" plans in action in anything like a mirror of himself), but he’d shot the other Master dead.

And apparently hadn’t realized that the other Master had been an analog/doppelganger. Been aware of the doppelganger legend of old but dismissed it after seeing how well Rei had gotten along with her analog/doppelganger sisters.

The “Nice shooting the Master there Tex!" snark Rei had given him right before the baddie had run off to his TARDIS (Omega in tow) had thrown him for a loop. A sputtered statement about ‘dipping into his own future’ was a somewhat telling clue, however.

"From what I gather I think he’d seen is own future somehow and thought that me saying that I meant to have killed him or somesuch," Rei chuckled somewhat, shaking her head in bemusement. Her word was her bond and she wasn’t going to break it unless the Master betrayed them before he left. Afterwards would not have been okay but then again the vilian would have been beyond reprisal anyway so . . .he’d be safe enough from her and her friends.

Still, it had been a really hard thing to hold back a bit of hamming it up to discomfort the Master even more by breaking out in a bad Nile Empire villain laugh and make like she was twirling a handlebar mustache, laughing at the evil Timelord for falling into her fiendishly evil . . .

. . .

Well, she hadn’t done it so nevermind. Frankly, her ‘evil laugh’ was something that made people stand back and take notice BUT if you wanted an evil laugh you should hear Inquirer’s impression of that Dark Lord of the Nile Empire cosm. THAT would have put even the Master’s laugh to shame and HOW!

Rei quickly explained as she and her friends gathered up their things to start to leave only to pause when the Marines made as if to bar their way to the time pod in question.

"Eh general . . .do you really want to let me have to fight my way through?" Fred Takahashi muttered over the coms, hoping against hope to be able to avoid yet another hostile confrontation with US Marines like back in that one time long ago in the Half-life reality. That had been . . .ugly. With him in power armor with the others still with their magic and shields at his back . . .not looking too good here.

"Better yet General," Rei interrupted whatever Hummel would have said in response to Fred’s unstated threat. “Do you want NID, Senator Kinsley’s pet agency, to get the TARDIS here in their grubby little paws?"

Being this was a Stargate universe/reality, she was hoping her TV knowledge would pay off.

"Oh dear . . .I just thought of something," the general says, a smile apparent even through coms. “We need to make sure the perimeter is secure before we even THINK to gather up alien technology like that for the dear Senator’s boys in black. Whatever was I thinking!

"Sargent! Secure the perimeter now!"

The nameless Sargent in question just gives his radio an odd look and sighs, knowing better than ask. Orders were orders and besides Rei had kinda . . .saved the day and detaining her now (what with that Sunnyvale town that intel weenie mentioned she was trying to save in his briefing) would seem to be a crappy way to repay her for her services, right?

The Champions depart and (after knocking the ever loving drek out of a hostile construct guard creature thingie inside Omega’s TARDIS) dematerialize to another spot out of prying eyes and patrolling soldiers (not that they’re looking hard now due to a certain generals wink and nod). Setsuna does her thing and an anchor is placed on this side of the Hellmouth.

Using the TARDIS to navigate back to the Sunnyvale Highschool library (and to a still frowning Principal Snyder and Buffy the Angel as the only audience) the last part of the spell work for closing the Hellmouh was complete only to find.

"Heh, I . . .was the one to take care of threats on this side of the Hellmouth," Buffy chuckled slightly at the surprised looks the Champion’s gave her. “The Mayor was my problem and mine to take care of, which I . . .did. But thanks anyway. It was . . .sweet that you thought to try to help that way after you Quest was done and all that."

Most permanently, others will surmise though the body is never found. Evidence of evil wrongdoing abound and is found that the Mayor wasn’t the pleasant chap he came across as in years to come, but the body is never found. Buffy’s method of problem solving as an angel is . . .quiet effective and leave at that.

"Well, that was almost anti-climatic but then again the entire point of that last Quest I fear was to point out that sometimes the best way to win a fight is NOT to fight," Rei sighed. “After pushing our fool luck with the Emperor earlier there I kind of figured we better not try to push our luck any more by being confrontational."

Even though Sailor Moon and the Prince had SO much wanted to be rather . . .violent with the Master there earlier. They just so very much wanted to punish that guy in the name of the Moon. Miniskirts aside, having Setsuna Serenity do the punishing? T-that’s not a pleasant thing to happen to you folks so keep your mind out of the gutter.

“That was what the point was and just let us say . . .the Demons are hoping mad that you avoided so many of their tricks and traps!" Buffy smiled before disappearing in a heavenly glow as the Champions find themselves back to their various home planets.

The Champions found they couldn’t muster much regret for disappointing the Department of Evil’s expectations. They just couldn’t be bothered to care, really. They just wanted to go home now, thanks.

…

Well, not Rei’s group just yet. There was still that business with their newest (and somewhat wayward) sister: Tabitha.

1. Tabitha: a sister who had already gotten into something of an adventure already ahead of them without their help!

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