DO-GOODERS The Proactive Teen Superhero Team With No X Anywhere In Their Title A FanArt HQ / Spoof Chase Improfanfic http://pixelscapes.com/improfanfic Episode Nine : Love and villains! Who will come out as winner? by Jonatan Streith (J_Streith@hotmail.com) Original story concept by Stefan Gagne NOTE: Any similarity with any person, living, dead, or otherwise, is purely coincidental, unless they deserve it. -=- Villyn rubbed his hands smugly as he and his underlings poured over the city map. His latest coup had gone well, and if he could pull this off, he would have enough money to easily get rid of the Do-gooders once an for all, as well as further his plans to dominate the world!!! And Aki would stop bugging him about the prom, too. He placed the last pin on the map, and stood back. The pins on the map nearly perfectly formed the kanji for 'EVIL'. Now, they just had to attack the places the pins marked. A symphony of evil. It's good to be bad, he mused. "A wonderful plan, great master Villyn!" one of his new minions cackled. "Yes! A great plan! The world will be ours! BWAHAHA!" the second minion chimed in, as far as you can chime with manical laughter. "And finally, we will defeat those that call us mad!" the third one said. "And the gerbils, too!!! KYAHAHA!!!!!" Villyn gave the third minion a strange look, byt said nothing. They were good minions; they worked for peanuts (literally) and never complained, unlike his previous minions. He was glad to be rid of THOSE. He wondered, however, why these wonderful people had been wearing strait-jackets when he met them. "Yes, my minions! Tonight we strike! These halls of riches will fall, and fuel our mighty war machine of domination! TONIGHT BEGINS THE REIGN OF VILLYN!!!" The five minions started saluting in various ways, chanting "Villyn, Villyn" over and over again. Villyn reeled back as lightning danced outside the house (nearly frying the mailman), bathing in his glory. He then looked at the clock and realized that he was late for another therapy session. "This meeting is adjourned, my minions. We will regroup here at.. say 17:30 tomorrow, and then WE WILL STRIKE!!!" With that, Villyn strode out through the door, his cape blowing around him, idly wondering if his speeches were getting repetitive. * * * Aki Villyn walked down the stairs some moments after the minions went off to wherever minions go. She noticed the large map on the table. Great, dad has stuck a lot of pins in the table. He gets crazier every day. She looked over the map more carefully, and realized what the pins meant. "Oh, gee. Couldn't he have come up with something more original?" she said. I should call the police.. but I don't want to send dad to jail.. She looked at the adresses where the pins were placed. "Junkyard.. empty street.. K-mart.. another junkyard.. empty street.. empty street.. Western and Central Bank.. Stan's used music instrument emporium? Why would dad rob a music store?" * * * "And Tejina wins again, another 500 points!" announced the show host. Tejina looked around. She was standing in a blue booth on a stage, with a huge audience in front of her. At first, she thought that she was at a gig.. but she had to concede that, due to the lack of instruments, and the presence of a huge wheel with numbers on, this was not so. The flashing neon sign reading "WHEEL OF EMBARASSMENT" was also a dead giveaway. "And as our new champion answered the question, 'What color is your underwear?' " the host (who was, for some reason wearing some odd body armor that she thought that she had seen earlier) boomed, "she's reached a score of 19,950 points! Will you take your prize now, or will you answer another question?" Sure, why not, Tejina thought. "I'll take another question." The host gestured to a young girl that hadn't been standing next to the wheel a minute before. She was wearing black clothes and thick glasses, and was cackling to herself. She grabbed a lever on the wall, and the wheel began to spin. "Wheel of embarassment, turn turn turn," she intoned, "tell us the embarassing little secret that we want to learn.." The wheel stopped on number 35. A sign lit up above, with the words "WHAT IS SAILOR DELIGHT'S SECRET IDENTITY?" Tejina stared at the sign, and felt a chill run down her back. I can't tell them that! "I.. I can't tell." she said. "Can I take another one?" "NO!" the host bellowed. "YOU LOSE! NOW I WILL TAKE OVER THE WORLD!!!" The host and the black-clad girl then started laughing, and tied her up in sausages. Their laughter grew louder and louder and louder and... Tejina woke up with a scream. She looked around. Her room. Her bed. No booth, no sign, no wheel. No hosts anywhere either, although she looked in the closet to make sure. It was just a dream, she thought. Just a dream. Pull yourself together, girl. With that, she laid down. Why would I be afraid of giving away my secret identity, she thought. It's not as if I have tried to hide it so far.. Half a minute later, sleep claimed her. * * * Matsuro wasn't asleep. In theory, he was doing some homework he had been putting off for a while. In reality, he was having another hallucinatory experience. He was sitting back on something red that he didn't want to know what it really was, and idly wished he had some popcorn. Ever since he started having these hallucinations, Matsuro had stopped watching Splatter movies. None could match the gore and inventive acts of violence found in his 'issues'. "Matsuro," his mother said, "you must go to Tokyo." "Mom," he said wearily, "I AM in Tokyo." "Matsuro, you must find and wield the Sword of Duality." Matsuro pulled the sword out of his his stomach with the ease of someone with much practice, and with the nausea of someone who hadn't enjoyed said practice and didn't enjoy it now either. "Got it already. Isn't there something NEW you have to tell me?" "Matsuro, you must join the band." That's new, he thought. "I'm in the band already." "Matsuro, you must.. eh.. you must.." Pause. "Actually, I have no idea what you must do next." Matsuro facefaulted, landing in something tentacular that tasted like blueberries. "So you'll leave me alone and stop with these hallucinations?" "Er, no." she answered. A sweatdrop appeared on the back of her head. "But I'll check up on what it is that you need to do and come back later, is that OK?" Matsuro sighed. He wasn't getting rid of it anytime soon, apparently. "Whatever. Bye, mom." The gore, the tentacles and his mother faded away, returning him to his room and his homework. He realized that it was 2:30 in the morning, and he had twenty pages to read. THIS scared him. * * * Keiko wandered through the halls of the school, cackling softly. The spells that she had used on herself had had some VERY interesting effects. She was now stronger, faster and more evil than any well-built evil, female demon-worshipper had ever been. Well, except that she wasn't very well-built. The spell that was supposed to manage that had goofed up and filled her room with kiwi fruits instead. She smiled wickedly as a bunch of boys stared after her. Oh yes, she felt evil. She wanted to do a lot of stuff, possibly illegal, possibly immoral, definitely evil. The spell of 'conjure utter and definite evil' had filled her in on that. In fact, it had filled her with a lot of stuff, all of it evil. It had also made her entire wardrobe black, so she was now wearing a black school uniform, but she didn't mind. A teacher stomped up to her and glared at her with all his educational might, which wasn't saying much. "Miss Yamanaka! What do you think you are doing in such an improper outfit?!? I demand--" He was cut short as Keiko grabbed him by the front of his suit, lifted him off his feet (an impressive feat, given that he was a good foot taller than her) and threw him out the window, where he landed in a tree. Yes, she mused, much better. Oh, she was going to have so much fun! But first she needed some superpowers. Unfortunately, the spell for that needed some strange ingredients, and the text just HAPPENED to be damaged there. All she could make out was, "Bl?o? of a ?arkv?rse cr?a?ure". She hadn't yet figured out what a ?arkv?rse cr?a?ure was, or how to find it, or even how to get some bl?o? from it. Oh well, she thought. One step at a time. Now she needed to find a proper guy to fawn over. She had a feeling that it was neccessary. Besides, some of the evil stuff in the book required more than one person (at least for the first few steps, such as tying him/her to the altar). She stopped dead in her tracks as she noticed a certain bishonen guy standing some ways off, talking with another guy (bickering might be a better word) while a blue-haired girl was approaching them. Keiko had noticed him before. In fact she had been fawning over him before, albeit from a distance. Well, she was still doing it now, but now she thought that she might have a REAL chance with him. Keiko attemted to take a step forward, and stopped. She knew the feeling all too well; lack of confidence. It was one of the few things that her spells hadn't fixed yet. Ok, so I try to fix my looks first, and then maybe I have enough confidence. After I have cleared out all the kiwi fruit, at least. She looked longingly at the guy, and then wandered off towards class, laughing evilly as she walked, only pausing to defenestrate another teacher. Those vermin were bothering her today, it seemed. * * * "So what makes you think you have any claim to her?" Kireiko asked, anger in his voice. The two boys have met before class for their usual discussion. Since Tejina was late, and Becky was off somewhere dealing with her upcoming madness, the discussion had turned to.. other subjects. Namely their lead singer, whom they both had started eying with a different interest. "Why shouldn't I have? It's clear that she prefers me," Matsuro replied, his voice cool and superior. "You.." Kireiko replied, getting angrier by the minute. "You can't be serious. Why would she want some non-emotional guy with a ridiculus sword? Me, on the other hand.." "Oh yes, you would just be the choice for her. She'd just LOVE your tentacles, you.. oni." "HEY! I've told you before, I'm only half-" "Hi guys! Whatcha talking about?" Tejina asked, coming up behind them. Kireiko turned to their blue-haired singer/love interest. "Oh, nothing important. We were just discussing some new music, weren't we, Matsuro?" he said. Matsuro was silent for a while, and nodded, laughing embarrassedly. "Really?" Tejina asked cheerfully. "That's good, because I have some ideas for our repertoire. Really, it's just-" "Anyway, I was wondering what you were doing tonight," Kireiko said, effectively cutting her off. "We're going to practice, aren't we?" Tejina asked, a bit confused. "We practice almost every night, unless something's getting in the way, or have you forgotten?" "Actually, I was thinking about afterwards-" "I was thinking the very same thing," Matsuro cut in. "Maybe going to the movies, or something." "That sounds like fun!" Tejina exclaimed. "In fact, why don't we go all three of us? And maybe Becky might want to come along.." Tejina trailed of as she noticed the slight disappointment play over both of the boys' faces. She looked at he watch. "Anyway, we're missing class." The gang rushed off. Damn, Kireiko thought. Why does this stuff happen to me all the time? I finally find a girl that I'm interested in, and I have to fight Matsuro, of all people, over her. There has to be some solution to this. I don't want to fight my best friend, no matter how cute Tejina-chan is. Tricky, Matsuro pondered as they ran towards class. Why would Kireiko have to challenge him over Tejina? If it was someone else, it wouldn't be an obstacle, but Kireiko was his best friend.. his ONLY friend in fact, unless you count Becky and Tej. He didn't want to lose that, and besides it wouldn't be good for the band. His newly-aquired mystical senses kicked in, and he turned around to see a black-clad girl looking at him, trying to hide behind a pillar. Matsuro had an eerie feeling that he had seen her before, but then again, he got eerie feelings all the time. Well, she wasn't a threat, so he could easily dismiss her. What's wrong with these two? Tejina wondered. They have been acting strange lately.. in fact ever since their first gig as the Do-gooders. They had been excruciatingly nice to her, but traded insults and angry looks with each other every time they thought she wasn't looking. Maybe it's a guy thing, she thought. Yes, that was probably it. * * * Practicing that evening went well. In fact, they played better than they had ever done, to Tejina's memory. The guys were really giving their all, although they weren't cooperating very well. For some reason, they had been arguing the entire day, and continued into the evening. They also refused to tell her what they were bickering about, switching to exchanging angry glares when she was within hearing range. Well, it didn't concern her. What DID concern her was that Becky had been acting strange the entire evening. She hadn't pestered her about playing the guitar or the drums or ANYTHING at all all the time. She had just sat in front of the TV, mumbling quietly, and switching channels; apparently she switched back and forth between the X-files and some stereotypical anime. "Watcha doing, Becky?" Tejina asked. Becky answered by quickly turning around, grabbing Tejina by the arm, and throwing her across the room. "Gomen, gomen! You startled me!" Becky knelt by the dazed singer. "Are you alright?" The boys looked surprised, to say the least. Becky had never before been able to do that.. if you surprised her, she'd usually just fall on her face. "I'm fine," Tejina replied. "When did you learn to do THAT?" Becky hung her head. "I'ts all this stuff I have in my head. It's messing me up and makes me think odd things. I tell you, the next time I see mom and dad, I'm gonna--" The promises of impending juvenile retribution was cut off by a thunderclap, and the gang looked up as one. A dark nexus had appeared at the top of the staircase, swirling malevolently. A chill came over Kireiko and Matsuro as a strange, mishapen monstrosity emerged from the nexus, whining horribly. It was huge. It was fat. It was purple. It looked very much like a large reptile with a huge, bloodcurdling grin on it's face. Tejina sighed. "Oh, it's you again." * * * WHAT WILL OUR HEROES DO NOW? WILL KEIKO GET HER SUPERPOWERS, OR WILL SHE HAVE TO EAT KIWI FRUITS FOR THE NEXT THREE MONTHS? WILL VILLYN FIND THE LOST LAVA-LAMP OF THE ANCIENS IN A JUNKYARD? WILL I EVER WRITE SOMETHING LIKE THIS EVER AGAIN? ALL THIS AND LESS WILL BE ANSWERED IN THE NEXT PART OF: DO-GOODERS! And that's your job, Ash. * * * Authors comments: Whee! This was fun. For those that doesn't know, this was my first attempt at fanfic writing. It wasn't as hard as I thought, though. Really easy once you've gotten started, actually. Comments and Criticism wanted! In fact, I expect it. Don't hesitate to drop a line. My adress is: J_Streith@hotmail.com Feedback is worth its weight in gold for a writer. See ya!!!