Dark Kingdom Renegades/Bubblegum Crisis : Bad Moon Rising
By Mark Latus

Part 3 : First Contact and FAQs

Tokyo - The Present

     Titanite kept running over the activation sequence as she headed for
the park.  Despite her incredible feeling of anticipation school had
passed faster than expected.  Probably because she'd dozed a good part of
the day. Which wasn't normal for her but staying up all night watching the
complete set of Crisis and Crash discs had cut into her sleeping time. 
Followed by messing around on the internet once she had the series
background.  Still it had been time well spent.  By now she should know
more about MegaTokyo than the rest of the DKR even if they'd already spent
a day there. 
     The others had departed through the gate yesterday evening.  Which
would have meant arrival in MegaTokyo well into night.  As soon as they'd
gone she'd headed for Toji Kimua's house.  Toji was a painfully shy boy in
Ti's class. While he possibly knew more and owned more anime than anyone
else in the school his complete lack of social skills kept him from
joining the local anime circle.  Everyone tended to avoid him, they'd got
used to it over the years.  So he'd been very flustered when Ti approached
him during lunch.  She'd managed to get him talking anime which seemed to
calm him down.  As she'd hoped he had identified the series starring the
Knight Sabers and owned laserdiscs of the OAVs.  She'd arranged to drop by
and borrow them that evening. 
     His mother had been surprised at anyone, particularly a girl,
dropping by to visit her son.  Surprised but happy.  She seemed to think
it meant he was overcoming his shyness.  Ti had let Toji show off his
collection and taken care to avoid commenting on the posters adorning his
walls.  She'd also made sure to miss spotting the large pile of hentai
material spilling out from a halfopen closet.  It seemed he was a big fan
of the tentacle porn genre. Due to an unpleasant childhood incident she'd
never be comfortable with that. Staying just long enough to be polite
she'd borrowed the discs and headed home.  She wondered if she was now
figuring in some geek fantasy of his.  The beautiful outsider who falls
for the worst possible guy in the school.  Having not been born on this
planet she certainly qualified.  Actually he might not be so bad if he
learned the concepts of hygiene and personal grooming.  Along with airing
out his room every now and again. 
     So here she was, about to open the interdimensional gateway.  Pyrite
had given her the key and told her how to activate it.  Her cousin had
also made her promise not to use it unless there was a dire emergency. 
I.E. a youma hunt by the Senshi, Doomsday, massive earthquake ... that
sort of thing.  As she saw it possessing vital information about the world
they were visiting certainly qualified. 
     There should have been weird noises and strange pulsing lights as she
used the key.  But Pyrite hadn't wanted anything noticeable so the gate's
opening was silent and invisible.  She could feel its presence but
couldn't see a thing.  No one around, time to go.  "Tinsel city here I
come!"  She stepped forward and vanished. 
     
     MegaTokyo - October 2033 AD

     Leon McNichol looked at the N police officer with the bandged head. 
"So this women dressed in an S&M version of a schoolgirl uniform comes out
of that restaurant .. after it's been hit by an antipersonnel missile ... 
says her name is Sailor Arcturus, destroys both Boomers then heads back
into a burning building with a guy in a tuxedo?" 
     Akira Ishikawa sighed.  "Look I know I have a concussion but it
happened the way I said." 
     "I believe you."  McNichol didn't look happy about saying that. 
"We've got security vids that show her kicking boomer ass.  The city is
going totally nuts."  He walked off without waiting for Ishikawa to reply. 
      Forensic techs were swarming over the fallen Boomers.  They'd better
get what they needed quickly before GENOM came to collect the biomechs. 
According to GENOM these were prototypes for a new export model.  They'd
been stolen from the testing lab by terrorists.  Possibly the same ones
who'd blown themselves up in the Shimizu Tunnel yesterday but had already
preset the Boomers to attack tonight.  Yeah right.  Total bullshit but HQ
would accept it.  He sometimes wondered why GENOM even bothered covering
up releasing the damn things.  GENOM owned all the higher ups.  If it told
them to bend over and keep smiling they'd do it. 
     Daley was watching a monitor displaying the mystery woman making an
impossible leap to land behind a Boomer.  On the screen she proceeded to
rip its arm loose.  Daley froze the picture.  "So what do you think?" 
     "If she had a hardsuit then I'd accept this.  As it is ..." 
     "Well one thing's clear.  She's not human." 
     "Amazing!  Just from watching her dismember a Boomer with her bare
hands you can conclude something like that.  Holmes, your deductive powers
never cease to amaze me." 
     Daley smiled at his partner.  "Sarcasm aside, what do you think?" 
     "Christ knows."  He studied the figure closer.  "Killer bod though
... Is there such a thing as a combat sexaroid?" 
     "Good a theory as any."  Daley stroked his chin.  "Boomers in human
form aren't new.  Human form Boomers that can take out combat models are a
different story." 
     "And she didn't have to bulk up either."  leon was silent for a
moment. "So where do we go from here?" 
     "Why ask me?" 
     "You're supposed to be the brains of this partnership.  You do the
thinking, I do the macho posturing." 
     "And you look very attractive doing it.  Anyway I'd saw tomorrow
morning we go and have a word with Jason Deite." 
     "Who?" 
     "GENOM's new hotshot Boomer designer.  He's rumoured to be doing some
radical stuff."  He nodded at the screen.  "That is definitely radical." 
     "Can't argue with that."  Daley started the picture moving again. 
"Techs still can't agree on the weapon that guy used on the Boomer." 
     "Must be really compact to fit in that cane.  Yet it burned clear
through an armoured skull." 
     "So we've got a mystery boomer and some guy with a tux and an unknown
weapon out there somewhere ..." 
     "Don't forget the Werewolf Vigilante." 
     "...not to mention something roaming the city leaving bits of
scumbags all over the place.  I tell you Daley things cannot get any
weirder." 
     Daley looked pained.  "I really wish you hadn't said that.  Someone
up there might take that as a challenge." 
     Meanwhile an unmarked van was sitting in a secluded spot of one of
the slumzones.  A few scavangers had moved in to strip it but had left
quickly when guns popped out of the roof and tracked them.  Word had
spread and the inhabitants were giving it a wide berth.  The van cameras
had found and focused on the concealed boomers.  The biomechs were clearly
in standby mode, waiting for something to happen.  The question was what? 
     Inside the van Sylia watched the screens patiently.  Nene kept
monitoring ADPolice channels and tried to avoid dozing off from boredom. 
She was doing a little systems penetration to keep her mind occupied. 
She'd hacked into the cab's videofeed to see what Mackie was watching.  At
which point Sylia saw her flush bright red and cut the signal quickly. 
She shook her head, Mackie, Mackie, Mackie ... 
     Linna was leafing through a financial magazine taking extreme care
not to shred the pages with the hardsuit's fingers.  Priss had popped out
of her suit after the emergency ended.  She was currently pacing up and
down the truck massaging her wrist.  "Look, the hell with waiting.  Let's
suit up and take them out!" 
     Nene blanched.  "Priss there's a dozen heavy combat Boomers out there
and we're back to the old suits." 
     "We've got the advantage of surprise." 
     "Priss I told you this is a reconnaisance mission.  If the Boomers
remain inactive a few hours longer we'll plant cameras and pull out." 
There had been no sign of activity on the Boomers part.  Why did Deite
place them here?  They all seemed to be watching the same place.  But why? 
Nothing there but the crumbled remains of a department store.  Looted of
everything years ago there wasn't even enough shelter for squatters.  Then
the monitors went crazy.  All the scanners were displaying gibberish. 
Sylia and Nene tried to compensate for the interference. 
     As suddenly as it started it cleared.  All systems were normal again.
Linna was looking at the screen displaying the point the Boomers seemed to
be watching as it resolved from a blur of color.  "Where'd she come from?" 
    There was a girl in a brown and white school uniform standing there. 
She was leaning against a twisted old support girder.  Evidently dizzy. 
She looked to be about 15 and far too neat and clean for this area.  The
pack on her back shifted as she straightened up.  She was looking around
with a frown as she brushed her brown hair back.  "Sylia, three of the
Boomers are moving. The camouflaged C-55's!" 
     "Priss, Nene suit up!  We have to intercept before ..." 
     "Too late!  They ... WHAT THE HELL!" 
     Titanite felt the disorientation pass.  Interdimensional travel
didn't seem to be as rough as teleportation.  Now where exactly was she? 
Let's see ... big brother had mentioned landing in a slum and heading
east.  East was which way?  She heard someone moving towards her and saw
the three figures emerge.  They looked a lot like those thugs in the
"Revenge Road" episode. They must figure she was an easy target.  They
were about to be surprised. The disguised Boomers studied her.  Young,
female.  Probable target.  Confirmation required before commitment of
combat units.  One of them drew a knife and charged her.  She activated
her shield and shifted her weight.  As it came down in a downward arc she
grabbed his wrist and used a judo throw to toss him into the ground.  This
guy was heavy, she had to use a lot more strength than expected.  The
Boomer impacted the ground backfirst.  Confirmation.  Target exerted
superhuman strength.  Initiating operation. In the surrounding rubble the
concealed Boomers stirred. 
     Titanite saw the guy she'd thrown swell.  His clothing and skin
exploded away as he increased in size about 50%.  His two friends, who'd
been standing watching, underwent the same transformation.  Titanite saw
the blue metal revealed by the metamorphasis and realized she was in
trouble.  She was already moving as the Boomer sat up.  The force sphere
formed between her hands then slammed into the Boomer.  Its' chest bent
inwards and it slid back several feet.  Then it flopped over.  One down
but the other two were tracking her and they both had glowing mouths. 
They were about to hit her with their laser cannons!  One of them suddenly
flew forwards as something impacted it. It smashed through a wall raising
a cloud of dust.  The other Boomer began turning towards the new threat
then fell apart in two large pieces. 
     "Cal!" 
     Still holding the sword he'd created Calcite landed beside her.  "You
seem to have stirred up the locals."  Before she could reply the Boomer
he'd shockblasted heaved itself out of the rubble.  A knife suddenly
sprouted in its' forehead and pulsed energy into its brain.  The Boomer
hit the ground as a ton of dead metal. 
     Calcite was lowering his arm when the 12 combat boomers exploded out
of the rubble.  He blasted the nearest but it got back up.  Bullets began
chewing up the ground.  Calcite's shield began taking multiple impacts. 
If he dropped the shield to teleport they were both dead.  They were
closing in. Several of the Boomers were exposing energy weapons.  Not
good.  "Ti, get out of here."  Before she could protest he grabbed her and
tossed her away from Boomers.  Then charged them with the sword swinging. 
     Ti somersaulted in the air and hit the ground feetfirst.  The Boomers
had defaulted into combat mode and prioritized Calcite as the primary
threat. Two were down but he'd had to switch his shield to repel energy
bursts.  Which left him open to physical attack.  He was close enough for
a Boomer to strike him.  She saw his head snap back and blood spray. 
     "CAL!"  she started towards him and felt a hand close on her
shoulder. In her state of distraction she hadn't noticed the armoured
figures approach from behind.  She looked back to see four armoured
figures, each one a different color.  The blue armoured one held her back. 
"The Knight Sabers!"  Then she heard a cry and turned back see her brother
go down and eight Boomers pile in for the kill.  She screamed and started
forward again.  Priss was about to tell her to forget it, the guy was dead
but she was too startled by power required to hold the girl back.  Her
heels dug into the ground for traction. 
     Then the Boomers exploded away, striking the ground hard.  The figure
in the shredded clothes stood up his face twisted in fury.  His eyes
glowed a solid purple and his hair had shifted from blond to light green. 
With a cry he flung himself on the nearest Boomer and ripped its head off. 
He snapped the head into another Boomer then jumped at a third.  It washed
laser energy over him but he didn't feel it.  As he pulled its arms off
another Boomer slammed a blow into his back.  Armour formed to blunt the
blow but Ti heard something crack.  Cal winced momentarily but spun and
proceeded to beat the Boomer to death with its' collegue's limbs.  A
fragment of shrapnel sliced across his face.  Blood had barely begun to
flow when the cut closed.  While it was impossible to read expressions
through their armour Ti was willing to bet the Knight Sabers were frozen
in astonishment.  Certainly they didn't move.  Still how often do you see
a man rip apart eight Boomers with his bare hands? 
     Ti was pretty sure she knew what had going on.  She'd heard of this
happening once before.  Years ago when their mother had been killed and
they'd been marked for death Cal had gone after the youma boss
responsible.  He'd gone alone.  At the time they didn't know Azurite was a
Renegade, she was five years old and Pyrite wasn't reliable enough in
combat.  Somehow during the battle that followed he'd become a berserker. 
His healing ability boosted to incredible levels enabling him to survive
wounds which should have killed him.  His strength and energy shield had
also boosted and he'd been consumed with rage.  Anyone who challenged him
that day died very quickly.  It appeared to have triggered again. 
     Calcite dropped what was left of the last Boomer.  His gaze shifted
to the five watchers.  Ti wriggled free of Priss's grasp and saw her
brother stare at her.  HIs face seemed to have shifted from blind anger to
calculation as he decided if he faced a new threat.  "Uh Cal you remember
me right?  Your lovable younger sister Ti?"  The purple gaze swept on.  He
was ignoring her but he was studying the Knight Sabers.  Ti had the nasty
feeling that if they made any threatening move he'd attack.  And wouldn't
stop until they were dead or he was.  She heard movement behind her. 
"Wait Priss!"  She had to snap him out of this state somehow.  Maybe ...
yeah that might annoy him enough to work.  She tapped her braclet and her
clothing morphed. 
     On the Sabers' comm. link Sylia was saying.  "Hold steady.  We don't
know what we're dealing with here but he may not be an enemy." 
     "Sylia she just called me by name WHAT THE FUCK!"  The girl's
clothing shifted and reformed.  She was now wearing a very abbrieviated
version of the traditional sailor fuku.  Yellow miniskirt, green boots,
white gloves and leotard.  Her hair had shifted to a light green identical
to the boomer destroyer's.  She made some complicated hand motion and
intoned, "Destroying all these Boomers before the heroines got a shot
really ruins the screenplay. How dare you waste all Sonoda Kenichi's work
by preempting them?  On behalf of Youmex and fandom Sailor Polaris will
punish you!" 
     The solid purple light in his eyes began to flicker and vanished. 
Now the only purple was in his irises.  "Ti I've told you not to start a
fight by giving those ridiculous speeches ..."  His voice changed from
exasperated to puzzled and he noticed the shredded Boomers surrounding
him.  He sat down heavily.  "What the hell?" 
     The girl made an impossible leap to his side and hugged him.  "You're
allright! I was so scared you were going to ... "  She stopped talking and
buried her face in his shoulder. 
     "Easy Ti, I'm Ok.  Just a bit weak and very confused."  He looked
over his sister's shoulder and tensed up.  "Ti?  Who are they and why are
they wearing highheeled armour?" 
     Ti straightened up.  "It's OK big brother.  Those are the good guys,
the Knight Sabers.  The Blue one is Priss, next to her is Linna ... That's
Sylia their leader ... and last but not least is Nene."  The helmets
concealed the shocked expressions on the Knight Sabers faces.  Though it
was a bit of a giveaway when Priss raised her railgun and shouted, "How
the hell do you know that?" 
     Calcite bypassed the translator to switch to their native language. 
"Is this common knowledge?" 
     Ti answered in Japanese, "Uh no it's a big secret.  Almost no one
knows their real names." 
     "I think a fast exit is called for.  Link to my teleport now!"  Ti
nodded and took his hand.  She felt the power build and tried not to think
about warp sickness.  There was a flare of light and Nene's sensors went
crazy for a moment.  Then both figures were gone. 
     "They've stealthed!  Everybody ready."  Sylia hesitated a moment then
raised her visor.  If they were able to fool the helmet displays only
visual observation remain.  No one there.  Sylia stalked over to the
wrecked Boomers replaying the fight in her mind.  Right about ... here. 
She'd found what she was looking for.  "Nene! Get a sample of this stuff
before it dries!"  Quite a bit of blue blood stained the concrete. 
     Linna had also raised her visor.  "Nothing.  We've lost them." 
     "Not necessarily.  I tagged the girl with a tracer."  She switched
frequencies, "Mackie!" 
     "Right here Sis." 
     "Get me the location of tracer alpha one." 
     "Hold on.  I'm scanning the area ... Nothing in range.  I'll patch
into the main system and check the whole of MegaTokyo.  Gonna take a few
minutes to infiltrate the communication networks." 
     "Acknowledged."  She took another look at the demolished boomers and
shook her head.  What had she just seen?  "Nothing left to see here.  Back
to the van." 
     Watching for ambushers they withdrew back to the waiting truck.  As
they reached it Priss was saying, "He must have been a Superboomer.  The
girl too. Just like Largo." 
     Nene cut in sounding worried.  "You don't suppose he is Largo do
you?" 
     "No."  Sylia's voice was firm.  "I'd have recognised Largo no matter
what he looked like." 
     "So what are we dealing with?  Are they rogue boomers GENOM's
hunting? And how'd they get past us twice?" 
     "For that matter how did the girl's clothing change?"  Sylia sighed. 
"I don't have all the answers.  If we find them maybe we can find out." 
     They entered the truck and popped their helmets.  Mackie's voice came
over the intercom.  "Sis I've got her.  About 3 1/2 kays northeast.  I'm
patching in the city maps ... seems to be in a commercial district ...
zoned for hotels." 
     "Can you get sound?" 
     "I'm boosting the signal.  Give me a minute." 
     "Good.  Patch it through as soon as you've got an understandable
signal. Then head back home."  Sylia unhinged the top of her armour and
climbed out. This mission had raised more questions than it answered. 
     "I've got it.  Here we go." 
     There was a hiss then a women's voice saying, "...so you came through
the gate to show us these?" 
     "Absolutely."  It was the girl. 
     "What kind of a name is 'Bubblegum Crisis' anyway?" 
     "Well I saw a good explanation in the FAQ.  The idea is society is at
a crisis point.  Like a bubblegum bubble it's either going to implode and
collapse or explode.  They don't actually use the term in the series. 
Look if you just watch them ..." 
     "Unfortunately we can't do that Ti."  A thoughful sounding man's
voice. "The entertainment center on the TV can't handle discs that size. 
Make's sense really.  Laser discs that big have probably been obsolete for
years." 
     "Oh ... I didn't think of that." 
     "Among other things."  That was the mystery man.  Sounding a lot
calmer and quite a bit weaker. 
     "Easy Cal."  The other man again.  "Ok examinations done.  Physically
you're in fine shape.  Old signs of massive trauma but they're fading
rapidly. By morning you should be good as new." 
     "I feel like a wet dishrag." 
     "This hyper healing evidently takes a lot of power.  Also from the
sound of it you were using energy fairly recklessly." 
     "Cal ...", back to the woman, "What do you remember happening?" 
     "Nothing specific.  I was hurt and losing a lot of blood.  I suddenly
felt this incredible anger at being beaten and failing everyone.  Then the
pain was gone and I felt strong enough to destroy everything."  A few
moments silence.  "After that nothing is clear until I saw Ti doing Sailor
Polaris. I don't think I was really thinking at all.  Just reacting." 
     "It worked." 
     "Maybe that time, Ti.  But fighting that way is a good way to get
killed." 
     "If you could learn to harness it somehow.  Fight at that powerlevel
while retaining your intelligence ..."  The woman again. 
     "It would be useful.  But I have no idea how to induce that state
short of sustaining major injuries that aren't instantly fatal." 
     The other man's voice broke in.  "Anyway you're feeling weak because
of the energy you used.  A day or two and your reserves should be back to
normal." 
     "Let's hope we have that long.  Anyway Ti getting back to why you're
here.  The idea that there's any connection between this world and those
discs ..." 
     "May not be totally crazy after all." 
     "What are you talking about Pyr?" 
     "I've been reading the notes on the back.  They definitely mention
Boomers and GENOM.  You did say those armoured women you met matched the
picture on these covers." 
     "OK I concede the point.  Maybe all your information is accurate Ti.
That still raises the question of why you came." 
     "I thought this information could be vital to you." 
     "Ti, this is your big brother you're talking to." 
     "Uhmmmm.  Well I sort of wanted to see this place for myself.  Do you
have any idea what any BGC otaku would give to be here?"  The girl
continued. "After I had the background I went cruising on the internet for
more info..." 
     The other woman muttered, "I said it was a mistake getting her that
computer." 
     "Anyway I found the Bubblegum Crisis FAQ and a lot of fan
speculation. Now I can write the ultimate FAQ and get answers to the
questions that have bothered the fans for years." 
     "Like what exactly?', ther other man asked. 
     "Well like ...", there was the sound of paper being pulled out of a
bag and unfolded.  "Is Priss a lesbian/bisexual?  Just what did happen
between her and Sylvie?"  Priss blanched.  "Is there any truth to the
rumours about Nene and leather bars?"  Nene turned a bright red.  "How
many guys has Linna ..."
     "Ti!"  The green haired man's voice broke the flow of questions. 
Just in time, in Linna's opinion. 
     "Yes big brother?" 
     "I hate to sound like I'm interested but curiosity makes me ask this;
if you eliminate all the questions about these people's sex lives, what is
left?" 
     "Uh ... hold on."  There was the sound of pages turning.  "That seems
to bring it down to 'Is Mackie adopted?' and 'Is Sylia a boomer?'" 
     The other male asked, "This Sylia is the one mixed up with this
Priss? 
     "No that was Sylvie.  See Sylia is the leader of the Knight Sabers. 
Her father was the guy who invented Boomers but GENOM killed him so it
could take control of them.  Anyway Sylia grew up looking for either
revenge or justice and formed the Knight Sabers to keep GENOM under
control." 
      "Four women in armour keep a worldwide multinational under control?" 
      "Well yeah.  Lucky GENOM keeps running their most dangerous and
illegal experiments in MegaTokyo." 
      "Next to their corporate headquarters?" 
      "Uhm yeah.  Now that you mention it ..." 
      "It is a synchronistic zone Cal.  You have to expect this sort of
thing. As our own experiences demonstrate." 
      "True enough Pyr." 
      The girl continued, "Anyway Sylvie was this boomer Priss knew ..." 
      "Hold it."  The other woman interupted.  "Boomer as in those big,
ugly machines?  Even if those things were anatomically correct a human
would have to be pretty hard up to ..." 
      "No Azure.  See Sylvie was this special class of Boomer.  They
looked like women ... I think they were called the 33-S series.  Anyway
they were better known as sexaroids ... see they were designed to ... ah
..." 
      "I think we can figure it out Ti." 
      "Ok.  Well there were several of them on this spacestation and they
decided to escape ..."  The girl's voice continued detailing things no one
outside the Knight Sabers should know.  Even a few things that no one
except Priss should know.  The same question was on all their minds.  Who
the hell are these people? 
     The girl's voice finished telling the tragic story of Sylvie and
Anri. After a few moment's silence the berserker said, "Ok let's say, for
the sake of argument, all your information is one hundred percent correct
..." 
     "It is.  I even memorized the words to the songs.  From the date on
that paper all the Crisis stuff should have happened.  Crash isn't until
next year." 
     "Fine.  Well, not to put to fine a point on it ... so what?" 
     "So what?" 
     "Ti you say these Saber Riders ..." 
     "KNIGHT SABERS!" 
     "...these Knight Sabers spend all their time fighting GENOM.  Good
for them but it's nothing to do with why we're here." 
     "But ..." 
     "We're not here to save the world.  We're here to take out Jadeite
before he does something worse to Tokyo." 
     "JADEITE!"  She definitely sounded scared of that name. 
     "We just found out he's alive and well.  Now we have to figure out
our next move."  A sigh.  "Those must have been his Boomers left to guard
the gate.  Wonder why they didn't attack us." 
     "If they were put there to stop the Senshi then they were probably
programmed to attack teenage girls.  Ti fit the critera, we didn't." 
     "Makes sense cousin.  Think it's riskier to send Ti back or keep her
with us?" 
     "It's probably riskiest to open the gate again.  If someone goes back
and Jadeite senses it then sees you and Azure are still here he's going to
know you lied to him about our numbers." 
     "Ok.  Ti you're staying." 
     "Allright." 
     "But you're staying in this hotel until we sort this mess out." 
     "But ... OK big brother." 
     "Good.  Now I need some rest.  I'm the invalid so I'm keeping the
bed. Ti you get the couch." 
     "Uhm the bed looks softer.  And it's a double so there's plenty of
room." 
     "The couch." 
     She sighed and acquiesed.  The other pair announced they'd be heading
back to their own room.  There was the sound of a door closing.  After a
few moments the girl asked.  "Can I watch TV?" 
     "Keep the volume down." 
     "Thanks ... Uhh Cal I'm sorry about triggering those Boomers but ...
look coming here wasn't just for me.  I thought it would help you." 
     "I believe you Ti."  A pause.  "By the way do these stories have
happy endings?" 
     "Well the Knight Sabers always win.  But sometimes the people around
them get killed."  Then quickly," It's not all grim stuff though.  The one
staring Nene is very cute." 
     "I see.  Goodnight sister." 
     "Goodnight Cal."  There was the soft whisper of channel surfing but
no more conversation. 
      Mackie parked the truck and the Sabers disembarked. 
      "I say we hit them now.  Drag them back here and find out what they
know." 
     Linna looked at her friend.  "Come on Priss.  They're sitting in the
middle of a crowded hotel.  A lot of people could get hurt.  Besides which
can we beat them?  If all four of them are as tough as that guy ..." 
     "We will not assault a civilian building without far more reason than
we have.  We haven't even determined if they are enemies."  Is it possible
that despite all they know about us we are irelevant to them?  Or did they
know we were listening and hope to confuse us.  If that was their
intention it succeeded brilliantly.  "Mackie, you and Nene break into the
Imperial Hotel's database and get us their names.  Then find out if the
name Sailor Polaris means anything.  Priss and Linna, you'll keep
monitoring the tracer.  Take it in shifts."  Sylia looked at the fluid
filled tube she'd taken from Nene's hardsuit.  "I'm going to test this
stuff and hopefully get a few answers." 

Tokyo - The Present. 
     
     The impound warehouse stank as the wrecked Boomers' biological
components decayed.  The police were still trying to pass the matter over
to the defense ministry.  No one had any experience in what to do in a
situation like this. Various universities and corporations were
petitioning to get a look at their hardware. Ufologists wanted to study
them so they could proclaim mankind's first contact with
extraterrestrials.  They'd have been disappointed once they spotted the
GENOM patent numbers. 
     Due to the stench all the guards were posted outside.  So there was
no one to see the woman wearing the sailor fuku materialize.  Her hair was
a darker shade of green than Calcite and Titanite's.  Unlike them she was
100% human.  Taking care not to bang her staff against the carcasses she
moved to the center of the pile.  A look around confirmed what the letter
had told her.  These things clearly did not belong in this place and time. 
No big surprise as the letter came from someone she trusted implicitly. 
Herself. Or rather a future version of herself.  In any event premature
access to this level of technology could radically change what was to
follow. 
     She raised the key and felt the power build.  Now!  For a moment the
gate between Earth and limbo flickered open.  The Boomers tumbled in and
began a fall that would never end.  At least not this side of eternity. 
The first part of her orders were completed.  Now she just had to wait
until the moment came to obliterate the other anomaly.  It wouldn't be
long now. 

End of part 3

Next in part 4 :Calcite had a rough night and he'd appreciate a nice quiet
                morning.  Unfortunately he's due for a reunion with Margrave. 
                Part 4 : Hell Hath No Fury ...