Okay, last section.  This is the short section

Chapter 11 and 12 are still in the works
Chapter 13 is still theory.

oh yeah, another crossover idea.  'Jaidite' knows about this, but...
Negaverse is negative energy, right??
The entities in negaverse are supernatural, right??
Therefore they would have pyscho-kinetic energy.

Well, ladies and gentlemen, who are you gonna call??

Egon, Ray, Peter, Winston, Janine, and Slimer head over to Japan to check out
a rise in supernatural energy in the Tokyo area.  At the same time, Sailor Moon
and the Sailor Scouts are battling negaverse creatures.  Through a long and
involved process, it is discovered that the RG group are really long past
combat team from the Silver Millenium.  Since the group originally lacked any
real magic ability, they resorted to using high technology to battle the 
Negaverse.

     Another idea suggested by 'Jaidite' is that I throw the Sailor Team into
New York City, battling ghosts.  I little Company competition possibly.

Jazz
"Okay okay...Time to get Dangerous!!"

Part 7
heart.  Strapped to a table and having most of the clothes
stripped from her body, Tia's frame became the embodiment of
pain.  Multiple bruises were forming as several cuts still oozed
a little blood.  Her head lay tilted to one side, sweat rolling
down her forehead.
     Tensing his muscles, Jazz strained against his bindings,
doing nothing but drawing attention to himself.  "So, you are
awake, oh magicless one." said the chief torturer.  "Now, maybe,
we can get some answers from you."
    Sending a lackey, the torturer sent word to Karlos.  A few
minutes later, Karlos and another figure, fully cloaked, strode
into the torture chamber.  Karlos looked at the hanging Jazz and
said "Now, you will tell me how you did what you did."
     "Yeah right.  I'll never talk." said Jazz, rallying a little
courage.
     "You will talk, or else."
     "Or else what??"
     "Or this." said Karlos, motioning the torturer forward.
     Jazz's legs and side erupted in pain as the batons struck
multiple times.  Hanging loosely, Jazz's legs gave out putting
more strain his arms.  Jazz screamed in agony, but the fire
continued to burn in his eyes.
     "Now will you talk?"
     Panting several times, Jazz rasped "Never!"
     His side erupted in another wave of pain as a sword tip ran
the length of his ribs, just deep enough to hurt a lot.  Getting
a nod from Karlos and the cloaked stranger, the torturer smeared
a white cream in the wound.
     "AAAAEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIII" screamed Jazz, his neck muscles
taunt with the strain of pain.
     After a few minutes, Jazz finally quieted down from the pain
wave.  "Will you talk now?  What did you do before?"
     Breathing shallowly and rapidly, Jazz said, his voice no
more than a whisper, "Tech...nology...that's...what I used..."
     "Good, you have finally decided to use a little reason.  You
can't escape.  What is this technology?"
     "Can't...explain it...just is..."
     "Not good enough.  Maybe we should work on Tia Yohko some
more till you decide to cooperate with us."
     Suddenly a guard came rushing into the room.  "Lord Karlos,
Metallicana has fallen.  Princess Sheila will be brought here
shortly.  Ninja Master Gara and Arshes Nei are dead."
     Jazz's heart fell.   My technology wasn't enough. 
Arshes...' he thought, tears beginning to flow down his cheeks.
     Looking back at Jazz, Karlos laughed.  "My, how the mighty
have fallen.  Torturer, do what you will with Tia Yohko."
     "Thank you, m'lord." said the torturer, evil intent in his
eyes.  Tia came back to reality and started screaming in pure
terror and the torturer approached her.
     Jazz started breathing slowly like a locomotive, increasing
in speed.  Drawing his lips back into a snarl, Jazz's mind raced
with all that was happening.   We should not have lost.  I can't
let it end this way.'
     Tia's screams reached a new level as the torturer stripped
her completely nekkid and threw two levers on the table.  The
table suddenly hinged at her knees and spread her legs apart. 
Tia struggled in vain against her bindings.  "NNNOOO!!!!" she
screamed as the torturer laid a hand on her left leg.
     Jazz's head suddenly shot straight up as he looked at the
torturer, Karlos and the stranger, who happened to be almost in a
straight line.  Jazz's eyes suddenly narrowed as an almost
visible energy aura surrounding him.  Torturer stopped dead in
his tracks, beginning to back away from Tia.

     <Popeye the Sailorman:Popeye, the Sailorman cartoon.>

     Jazz's muscles constricted suddenly, breaking his bindings
effectively.  "Staff, to me!" Jazz yelled, as he landed firmly on
his two feet, upsetting the dust on the floor.  Immediately
thereafter, a silvery steak entered the room, forming fully in
Jazz's hand.  Extending to full length, Jazz swiped at the
torturer as an energy field formed around the staff.
     As the torturer's lifeless shell hit the ground, Jazz turned
his attention towards Karlos and the stranger.  "Now you die!"
     "Wrong." replied Karlos, as he and the stranger cast the
same spell towards Jazz.  Geo offered up a small prayer for
Jazz's soul as he became hidden from sight by the smoke.
     When the smoke cleared, Karlos and stranger stepped
backwards involuntarily at the sight of the pissed off engineer.
     "Now, I am pissed off and you.  NEVER.  PISS.  OFF.  AN. 
ENGINEER." said Jazz, his voice deep and powerful.
     The stranger cast another spell which was deflected by
Jazz's staff.  "Wrong move, Abigail." said Jazz, as the
stranger's cloak blew open, revealing the form of Abigail
underneath.
      Staff, empower what I do now, please!!!' begged Jazz
mentally, concentrating fully on his next move.  Directing all
his emotional anger at what was happening, grief at the loss of
Arshes, and hatred for the two men responsible for it all, Jazz
screamed, while bringing his hands forward to form a imaginary
dish, "SHI SHI HOKODEN!!!!!!"  A bolt of magenta energy leapt
from his hands, sending Karlos and Abigail flying backwards into
then through the wall.
     *Shift left* came a sudden thought in Jazz's mind.  Shifting
his hands to the left slightly, Jazz continued the energy beam
for as long as he could.  Crashing through the walls of the
castle like a locomotive meeting a piece of cardboard, the dust
settled to reveal a large hole going all the way outside.  On the
outside, Jazz could see...