Blood. It was all he could think about. The sweet coursing metallic tang of warm blood. How it flowed gently down the throat as he sucked it from it's soft fleshy home. He had tried to pull blood from the short bearded man who had accidently freed him, but his blood was corrupted. It tasted more of alcohol then blood. The pale gaunt man stumbled down the alleyway. He was very slight of build and was almost white in color. He was walking unsteadily, yet seemed to have an inner strength that belittled his frail form. Knocking over trashcans and startling cats, he moved with a mindless intensity. He seemed to be looking for something. "Perhaps we should reform the band Scott." came a voice from around the corner. "I mean, we're better than the Do-Gooders anyday, and we havn't really been doing anything this past week." "I agree Koohii. I'm tired of just sitting around watching movies. It's time we did something. I don't know what came over me." "Yes. As much as I like that great movie. I must say, what were we thinking. Taking two days to decide on a movie. Perhaps that Keiko girl did something to us. Something to make us the mindless drones we've been for the past couple weeks." The voices continued on in their innane conversation as the man walked slowly toward the alley's exit. The voices seemed to give him even more strength, as he quickened his speed an became as quiet as a mouse. The Musical Dragon Children known as Dragon Childe continued on, oblivious to the threat that lurked in the alley ahead. Spike(for the small pale man was him) crouched behind a trashcan as the three children passed by the alleys entrance. He did not breathe, for he needed it not. All he needed was the taste of blood. He slowly stood up as the group passed by, and began to follow their trail. Aha, he could smell the blood from here. The blood of those who were weaker than him. It was his natural right to feed from those weaker than him. Such was the chain of life. Now, he thought, it is time for feeding. Though the blood did smell unusually potent. No matter. The frail man pulled his shoulders upright and strided towards the voices... -------------------------------------------------- Do-Gooders (The Flight-Impared Proactive Teen Superhero Team With Letters Galore In Their Title) A Fanart HQ / Spoof Chase Improfanfic Episode 51: Written by: Mark Elliott Original concept by Stephan Ganges -------------------------------------------------- "Yahoo!! We have our liscence!" Tejina exlaimed happily as she jumped up and down. "Now we can go save Kireiko!" Upon hearing Tejina exlaim this, Hanaki paused a moment in her celebrating, "Ohmygod! Kireiko!" She then turned to Tejina and shouted, "Why did we waste time on this when we need to go save him!?! He could be long gone by now!" "You're saying this now, but when that Kyle guy asked, you were the first to volunteer!" Tejina shouted back at her sister. "When another cute guy came along you forgot all about Kireiko!" "You take that back." Hanaki yelled as she advanced on Tejina, "You're just jealous! I bet you want Kireiko for yourself!" "...No I don't!" Tejina shouted half-heartedly as she started to blush. "I don't want that brutish neandrathal half-man!" Tejina started to back away while saying this, looking to Matsuro for help. "...Girls, please." Matsuro stated softly. "Let's not fight." "How dare you call him that!" Hanaki was practically livid. "You don't even have a man!" "I...I..." Tejina began as tears started to well up, "It's not fair, Kireiko wanted me, but I didn't realize it. Now he has you, and is much happier with you than he ever was with me. It's not fair! I want someone to care about me too!" As she finished this staement she burst into tears and fell to the ground. Hanaki looked at Tejina sitting there crying on the ground and all malice left her. She bent down on her knees and started to comfort Tejina. "Don't worry. There's got to be someone out there for you. I'm sure that one day you'll find him." Tears began to well up in her eyes. "I mean Kireiko's missing right now, so I don't have anyone also." She began to bawl as well. Matsuro sweatdroped, "Girls, instead of sitting here crying over it, why don't we go save Kireiko?" Now this is the problem with girls always crying over nothing, Matsuro thought to himself. Now give me a nice sensible girl like Keiko anyday. Wait a minute, did I just think Keiko was sensible? She must be getting to me. "Waaaaa...It's no use! I'm sure he's long gone!" Hanaki exclamed between her tears. "He never wanted me anyway!" "Can you think of anywhere he likes to go to think or be alone?" Matsuro asked as he tried to calm the two teary eyed girls that lay on the ground. *Sniff* *Sniff* "Well, there is that forest glade he told me about." Hanaki said as she slowly stopped crying. "He said that when his parents were going crazy with the ofuda, he'd sometimes go there to relax." She slowly stood, carrying Tejina with her. "That would be a great place to check! I know he'll be there!" She began to run towards the door, still carrying Tejina. "I'm coming Kireiko!" She threw open the door, and Keiko stood on the other side. "Keiko!" she exlaimed in shock. Keiko ignored the two girls and walked past them to where Matsuro stood. "I'll help you find Kireiko. I'm sure my magic will come in handy." She then latched herself tightly to Matsuro's arm. "Let's go." "Uhhh...Keiko, how did you know where we were going?" Matsuro questioned the girl on his arm. "We ourselves only just descided. Keiko was just about to answer, but just then Becky walked out of the bathroom. "What did I miss?" ------------------------------ Villyn was estatic. This was his greatest scientific creation yet. It used moonbeams to trap and disintigrate demonic beings. As Aki's friend is being possessed by a demon, this would be perfect, and it would not harm the boy. That is, unless he's a demon. "WAHAHAHAH!!" He laughed aloud. Now to get an accurate location on the boy. "Charity-chan! Could you help me locate someone? You have that scrying-whatchamacallit power don't you? It's to help Aki." Villyn shouted up the stairs. "Also, could you bring down one of those pies you baked? They're scrumptious. Though not as scrumptious as you." "Oh, Nemi-chan, you're so naughty. Be down in a minute." Charity shouted down the stairs. "My soap is almost over." It was almost time. The moonbeams would not fail him. His plan was finally reaching fruitation. And he was going to eat another of Charity's delicious Darkverse pies. Mmmm, pie. ------------------------------ Spike slowly licked the last of the coursing blood from his lips. In front of him lied the blood drained bodies of the group formely known ad Dragon Childe. Now what was it they were saying? He tried to think through the strange haze that seemed to be obscuring his thoughts. Something about the Do-Gooders wasn't it? These must be the zombie slaves his master was talking about. At least I think he said something about slaves. Spike's attempts to rationalize around the haze was causing the world to spin around him. No matter, a few extra slaves never hurt anyone. Spike pulled out his ornate ritualistic switchblade, and proceded to try to prick his finger. After missing a few times, he managed to prick himself in the leg and direct the flow towards the Childe's mouths. The pile of children slowly started to stir. The master will be happy. Good thing all those small fat guys were there that night to rescue him, though the way they all kept swimming around was annoying. Flashback to three nights ago... Coffee, Balin thought to himself with his alchohol hazed brain. Just what I need.He stumbled over to the counter to where the coffee pot sat. Hmmmm, now how do I work this thing? As he pondered over how to make the instant coffe his eyes fell upon a missed bottle of rum which sat on top of the refridgerator. Alchohol! He thought ot himself. I thought it was all gone. He turned quickly, knocking the coffee pot to the ground and shattering it. He slowly stumbled his way over to the fridge. Dang, it's so high up! What do I do now. He stumbled back over to one of the small wooden chairs that sat around the table and attempted to push it over to the fridge. The chair slowly fell to the floor, nowhere near the fridge. Damn it! Need more alchohol! Balin slowly attempted a journey back to the fridge. Maybe if I chucked this jar thing at it, it will fall down. Balin rationalized through his haze filled mind. He shakely pulled back his arm and let loose the air that lay within it. Oh yeah, other hand, he realized as he examened his hand. He then pulled back his other arm and let loose the jar. As it left his hand the jar flew in a quick high arc, and amazingly hit the bottle square in the center. The bottle teetered on it's edge and fell off the top of the refridgerator. Unerringly it and the jar of Spike fell until they landed squarly on top of Balin's head. "Ouchies." Balin muttered as he entered the state of unconciousness. Both jars shattered upon impact, allowing alchohol, Spike dust, and glass shards to spread about the room. A few glass shards nicked Balin's unconcious form and caused small cuts to form. A drip of blood fell from one of the cuts and hit the dust covered floor below. Slowly the dust started to swirl together, mixing with the alchohol and blood which lie on the ground. It began to reconstitute into a humanoid form of gaunt proportions. Steadaly the body of Spike reformed, looking a little more gaunt and pale then normal. As soon as the reformation was finished, Spike collapesed to the ground. "*Hic* I nee shome blooh" Spike slurred as he attempted to get to his feet. "Whazzit? I cah't sheem to move right. Shometing's wrong." Spike contined to push himelf along the floor as he attempted to get to his feet. "Whazzat over zere?" he mumbled as he glanced over at Balin's prone form. "Mahbe hit's got blooh?" Spike slowly pushed himself over to where he thought Balin lie. "Hokay, Lez shee, how du I shuck again?" He attempted to push his mouth to where Balin's trought should be, but encountered only air. "Hokay, where di he go?" Spike spent the next few minutes crawling around and attempting to suck where he thought Balin to be, however his vision was impared due to the alchohol that was mixed with his dust, so it was a futile process. Just as he was about to give up, he stumbled upon Balin. "Phinally!" he slurred, "Shome Blood." He leaned his head down and began to drink. It didn't take him long, even in his alchohol induced confusion to notice something was wrong. Balin' blood din't taste right, it was bitter, yet Spike finished with Balin, and swayed his way to the door. After a few attempts at phasing out. He walked trhough the door and made his way outside. Once there, he quickly passed out in the nearest dumpster. Just now was when he woke up. ------------------------------ Kireiko walked swiftly through the gnarled woods. Around him all was silent. Nothing stirred in the dark reaches, for Kireiko had scared it all off. As he moved he snarled at the air around him, almost as if a beast had possesed him, and that was not far from the truth. What had possessed him was far worse than any beast, though. It was the evil energies of the Devil-God Cthulhu, and it was slowly driving him insane. Kireiko energed from the gnarled branches into a small glade, overlooking a beutiful waterfall. Upon reaching this glade, all the energy he had been showing till now seemed to leave him. He slowly collapsed to the ground and began twitching. A darkness began to invane his thoughts, and he was unconcious shortly thereafter. He shortly found himslef waking up in a nightmarish room. Instead of a floor, ceiling, or walls there were bars on all sides, keeping out some of the most twisted creatures imaginable. The room seemed to be floating in a purplish void, with nothing but a dark gorish purple in every direction, but that was not the worst of it. In front of Kireiko stood an evil-looking creature, slime dripped off a miasma of tentacles while mst of the form was clouded by an inky blackness. "yOUr AntIcs hAvE bEEn AmUsIng yOUng OnE, bUt nOw It Is tImE tO sUbmIt tO Cthulhu!" the dark form rumbled, moving closer to where Kireiko stood. "YOU ARE NOT CTHULHU!" roared Kireiko, "I AM THE EVIL THAT IS CTHULHU! BACK DOWN PRETENDER, LEST I UNLEASH MY FULL WRATH UPON YOU!" Cthulhu sweatdropped (at least as much as it is possible for a demonic elder god from an alternate dimension to sweatdrop). "sO yOU rEfUsE tO AdmIt yOUr dEfEAt! nO mAttEr, I wIll pOssEss yOU AnywAy!" Cthulhu raged as he moved closer to Kireiko's form. "prEpArE tO fAcE thE trUE pOwEr Of Cthulu!" "HA! YOUR THREATS ARE AS WEAK AS THE PRETENDER YOU ARE! NOW PREPARE TO...." Kirieko's voice was muffled as he was swallowed by Cthulhu. The dark form shook around for a little while, then began to shrink until it had returned to the form of Kireiko. "hAhA! yOUr wIllpOwEr wAs nOt As strOng As I hAd fEArEd. yOU fEll EAsIly EnO..." Cthulhu was interrupted as he burst form from Kireiko's form. "whAt! hOw dId yOU dO thAt?!?! yOUr wIllpOwEr mUst bE strOngEr thAn I thOUght!" "OF COURSE IT IS STRONG! FOR I AM THE MIGHTY CTHULHU!" yelled Kireiko truimpantly. "YOU ARE ONLY A WEAK COPY!" "dAmn! thE nExt stAgE cAn't prOgrEss UntIl hE Is frEE Of thIs sElf-dElUsIOn." muttered Cthulhu. "I gUEss I wIll kEEp hIm hErE UntIl I cAn fIx hIm." "YOU WILL NOT KEEP ME HERE!" shouted Kireiko, and with that the dream ended. ------------------------------ The night was young. A small group of youngsters stood underneath a solitary streetlight on a deserted street. Suddenly one of them let out a screech. "Why couldn't we just teleport?" complained Hanaki as the rest of the group sat at the bus stop. "He could be gone by now!" "Yukiko had to go to a dentist's appointment today, and we don't have a way to get in touch with Chiang yet. Those two are the only ones that can teleport accuretly enough to go somewhere just by description." explained Tejuna in a calm voice. "They only other way to where we want to go is by bus, unless you want to walk that is." Suddenly three figures appeared on the horizon. As they slowly faded into view, one of the forms began to speak, "To protect the world from devest...What do you mean that's copywrited. Can I say it anyway Mermaid, please?" "No, Koohii. Our master said to destroy the Do-Gooders, not to recite cheesy lines." replied another one of the forms. "Besides, as I said, it's copywrited. I don't want any lawyers on us. They're worse blood-suckers then we are." Slowly the forms faded into view revealing Dragon Childe. "Alright, sorry about this Do-Gooders, but our master said we have to destroy you now." Scott apologized . "I hope your day went well though." "Now we shall show you are true power!" shouted Koohii, and with that they all started to morph into their dragon forms. "Whoa! What's that!" Off in the distance strange white beams were shooting down from the sky, and they seemed to be getting closer. "Hurry guys! Transform and draw your weapons, while they're distracted!" shouted Tejuna as she began her transformation sequence. Hanaki quickly pressed the button on her Pepperpager, Becky Keiko began their transformations, and Matsuro drew his sword. The white beams continued to approach, and a figure was now visable running ahead of the beams. "HAHAHA! THESE BEAMS ARE NO MATCH FOR THE EVIL AND MIGHTY KIR...ERR CTHULHU!" shouted the figure. "Kireko! He got free!" exlaimed Hanaki as she began to run toward Kireiko. "Those white beam things seem to be homing in on him. I'll go save him!" "Ok, Hanaki and Kireiko can go deal with the beams, that leaves you three to us." smirked Keiko as she pulled out her cleaver. "No problem, I handled you by myself before." Kireiko had just reached where Hanaki was running towards him. "MY DESTINED BRIDE APPROCHES! SUCH IS MY MIGHT THAT I CONTROL HER SLIGHTEST WHIM!" he boasted as he grabbed Hanaki and continued running. Dragon Childe, getting very confused by all the events happening around them(It didn't help that they were vampirized by a drunken vampire.), had reverted to their human forms and were attempting to retreat. Suddenly out of nowhere the phrase "Light's Radience" was shouted. A bright field of pure white light enveloped everything. Dragon Childe became dustified instantly, while everyone else was blinded by the sheer instensity. By the time everyone's eyes were clear, Kireiko and Hanaki were long gone, but they was not the only one that was gone. Keiko was missing as well. ------------------------------ "So what should I get dad for his birthday, T-kun?" asked Aki as she walked down the mall aisles. "I mean you're one of his minions, so you should have some idea." "Uh, I don't know. Something to help him conquer the world?" suggested T-kun. "I mean that's what he talks about most of the time." "I was thinking more along the line of a tie, or some socks." said Aki she she moved toward a clothing store, "I mean I don't want to encourage him." "Ah, he's not that bad. Just a little over enthusiastic. Charity seems to have calmed him down somewhat." replied T-kun. "You really shouldn't worry. I mean everyone's got to have a hobby right?" "I know, but still..." began Aki as she walked away from the clothing store. "You really think it won't encourage him if I get him something relating to taking over the world?" "I'm sure it will be ok. Deep down your father is a reasonable guy." responded T-kun. "He treats us minions well, even though we are just minions." "Ok, thanks T-kun." said Aki noticing a new store. "You're an alright guy. Hmmm...What's this? Would-Be-World-Rulers-R-Us. That could be a good start." She walked towards the store. "T-kun, I'll be just a minute. Go get the other minions out of the ice cream shop. We're gonna be leaving soon." "Yes maam!" he stated and began to walk off. Just then the front of the Would-Be-Dictators-R-Us store shut down, trapping Aki inside. "Mistress Aki!!!" he shouted. "Hahaha! We have your precious Light-of-the-World! Now the REAL Apocalypse can occur and Shubby-chan can destroy the world!" shouted someone from within the closed store. "First though she must deal with that meddlesome Cthulhu!" shouted another voice "That scum who thinks HE is better than Shubby-chan!" "Shut up, Wataru. Ahut up Aika! Don't reveal our plans!" said another more calm voice. "We still have to get her over there." "No! Aki!" cried T-kun as he warped the store's door into cotten candy. "I'm coming!" He burst through the cotten candy to enter an empty room. "Aki? Aki!!!!" ------------------------- In the Cthulhu Cult local #39924-91 the celebration continued. The Dark Lord had come back to them, and with a potential bride no less. Maynard was hanging dribbly wax candles everywhere, while His Eminence was giving a speech about the glories of Cthulhu. Cthulhu himself (Or is it Kireiko?) was in a private room with Hanaki. "Kireiko, you've been acting kinda strange. Is everything alright?" Hanaki questioned from her seat on the bed. "THERE IS NO KIREIKO! ONLY CTHULHU!" proclaimed Kireiko loudly. "ALL THAT IS KIREIKO IS GONE!" "What?!?! That can't be true. It, it, just can't!" Hanaki exclamed as tears began to well up. "Kireiko is stronger than that. It's why I like him. It's why I love him!" "You love me?...ER NO THERe IS NO KIREIKO, are you telling me the truth? NO KIREIKO...You, you really love me? NO KIR... Hanaki, I, I don't know. N..." exlaimed Kireiko as he began to face his intermost thoughts. "Kireiko?" asked Hanaki from between her tears. "I knew you could do it!" she yelled as she jumped up and gave Kireiko a big hug. ------------------------------ In another world, a dark preasence watched on. "hAhAhA! thAt gIrl lOwEr's hIs wIllpOwEr wIth EAsE. shE wIll mAkE A gOOd brIdE. nOw tO ImplAmEnt thE nExt stAge." ------------------------------ "Ah hope shat I sheperated the dusht right." slurred Spike as he swept up the Dragon Childe. "Nah I neeh shome mohre blooh." ------------------------------ WHAT WILL HAPPEN WITH THE REAL APOCALYPSE? JUST WHAT IS CTHULHU'S NEXT STAGE? WHERE DID KEIKO DISSAPEAR OFF TO? WILL THE DRAGON CHILDE FIND MEANING IN WORKING FOR OBSCURITY, ESPECIALLY WHEN THEY ARE SO VISABLE THEMSELVES? JUST HOW DRUNK IS SPIKE? IS BALIN DEAD? AND IF SO, WHAT WILL DALIN DO WITHOUT HIM, GET DRUNK? IS HANAKI A CAPTIVE OF THE CTHULHU CULT, OR IS THE CULT HER CAPTIVES? DOES SHE REALLY LOVE KEREIKO, OR DOES SHE REALLY LOVE THE DARK MASTER, CTHULHU? WHAT WAS THAT LIGHT ATACK THAT SAVED THE DO-GOODERS? WILL VILLYN'S MINION BE ABLE TO SAVE AKI BY THEMSELVES? WHEN WILL THE DRAGON CHILDE COME BACK? SOON I HOPE. JUST WHAT KIND OF ICE CREAM DOES THE CAST OF DO-GOODERS LIKE? HOW COME THE EVIL SAILORS WERN'T MENTIONED IN THIS EPISODE? COULD THEY BE HATCHING A DIABOLICAL PLOT? OR DID THE AUTHOR JUST NOT FEEL HE'D BE ABLE TO WRITE THEM CORRECTLY? HOW COME NO ONE GAVE MATSURO A 'YOU'RE WIERD' LOOK THIS EPISODE? Some of this questions have a chance of being answered by Signus Megido. Author's note: Wow! I had alot of fun writing this episode, I hope you like it. Special Thanks goes to Jonatan, who helped tremendously in the writing in this piece, he came up with the idea on how to get the Do-Gooders back on track, and was great for refining some of my own ideas. He truly is the Do-Gooder's Sage. I hope I got characterizations right, as that is one of my big worries. All comments, rants, flames, and critiques will be happily accepted. I know that I'm still growing as a writer, and need to learn as much as possible about where I have gone wrong, so I may improve in the future. Well, take care all. Toodles. ^_^