Here's part two. Thanks for reading this far.


	
	The tears in his eyes were boiling over, like acidic
water left on the stove for too long. The show was almost
over and the situation looked bad. Would the little boy
really have to sacrifice his only friend, Gigantor the
space age robot, just to protect the human race? Wasn't
there something more important than continued survival of
the species? What about love? "No Gigantor! Don't die!" he
repeatedly bellowed at the television, but any passer-by
would only have heard the words "Piiiiiin fuu..." said ad
nauseaum, coming from what passed for the monster's mouth.
	He leaned forward, staring intently at the screen. The
missile was launched, three seconds to possible destruction
of the robot that become his friend over the past half
hour. Two seconds... one second... the missile flared and
suddenly the lights went out and the t.v. went dead. "Don't
tell me my earlier destructive rampage damaged the power
lines! What luck!"
	But something in the corner of his eye caught his
attention, a glimmer of light in omnipresent dark. 'No...
don't tell me I was too late!'
	He turned and there in the damaged doorway stood a
silhouette of an unkepmt longhaired figure. A form that
smelled of... Otaku!
	"Otaku..." growled the monster as he rose to destroy
the new arrival.
	"Without a doubt," said an oddly bold voice emanating
from the figure.
	It stepped back into the light and its features were
revealed: an insanely confident mask and an insanely red
jacket brimming with insane things stuffed in the pockets. 
	"Oh, foul monster! Plead for mercy. Your crimes are
great. Defiling a sacred place of anime on a holy night of
viewing, getting blood on merchandise that your heretic
eyes are unfit to gaze upon. Disembowling the only female
anime fan who ever came here on a regular basis! In the
name of anime, I shall punish you! I am," he paused for
extra emphasis, "PRETTY SOLDIER SAILOR PATRICK THE
MIGHTY!!! PREPARE TO BE PUNISHED!"
	With that he struck a pose so laughable all those who
saw thought for sure he meant it as a joke.
	"And now taste the might of my newfound powers!"
Patrick leapt into comabt with monster. "Pa-to-ru-ku
KICK!!!!!"
	
	Caroline's limp body lay cooling in the corner by the
time Adam reached her side. 
	"Oh, Caroline. If only I'd flirted with you more, maybe
you'd still be alive..." He held her in his  arms, taking
extra care to rub her breasts lovingly before all the life
drained out of her.
	"Its okay Adam..." she whispered, her lips unmoving.
"Its merely a flesh wound..."
	"He looked down at the large whole in her stomach.
"What?"
	"I'll be okay. I'm not really dead, just injured. So
please... just... just..." 
	"Just what? Just kiss you before you die? I always knew
you wanted me, Caroline."
	"Just take care of Krillin," she said and collapsed,
dead. "Remember, I'm not dead..."
	"I'll avenge you Caroline! If Patrick fails to kill
that thing, it will be conquered by these two hands. For I
am ADAM!!! WARRIOR OF JUSTICE!!! I'LL AVENGE YOUR EXTREME
INJURY WHICH IS NOT FATAL!!!" he swore to her dead body.
	He watched as Patrick was flung into a wall casually,
landing right next to Jeff.
	"My turn, Ugly!" He threw himself headfirst into the
monster, only to end up smashed in the wall, next to
Patrick.
	"So what ever happened to those superpowers 69 was
talking about, Adam?"
	"Dunno. Makes sense for you and Jeff to get wasted, but
me? I mean give me a break! I'm the hero!"
	Ivan yawned as he hid behind the counter. "I guess its
my turn. And I so wanted to go read that new Oh My Goddess
book too. Life is just pain." Reluctantly, he threw himself
into the monster and was quite unsurprised when he also
smashed into the wall, convienently next to Adam.
	"So, what do you think we should do, hero Adam?" he
asked.
	"Offer him a truce?" proffered Jeff.
	"No. I think we should beat him up with his own
weapons. That way, we win and it also looks cool."
	"But Adam, how could we get his weapons?" asked Jeff.
"They're part of his body."
	"Maybe he'll loan them to us if we ask nicely."
	"Dudes, I feel funny."
	"We're a little preoccupied right now Patrick. And
don't call us dudes."
	"No, dudes, I mean it. I feel... odd... all funny
like..."
	"Didn't you remember to go to the bathroom before  we
left? Now you'll die of dysentary," Ivan said hopefully.
	"No... its like... I don't know.. that drink that 69
gave us.." Patrick peeled himself off the wall and crawled
over to the middle of the room, clutching his head. "Feels
like I'm going to eplode... someone keeps saying stuff in
my head... AHHH!!!!"
	"Hey Adam, are you sure Patrick's never done drugs?"
asked Ivan.
	"I was."
	SAY IT said the voice inside Patrick's head. ONLY IT
CAN SAVE YOU NOW.
	"But I already said a dorky speech this episode. Can't
somebody else be a dork for once? Why can't I be the
pervert or something?" he whined.
	SAY IT the voice said again.
	The monster noticed him and began charging wildly at
him.
	"I don't wanna-"
	SAY IT!!
	Patrick felt what little was left of his will cave in
and he calmly stood up and began emitting an eerie purple
light. This gave the monster some pause.
	"Fight fire with fire... fight water with water..."
	He paused for a second. "This is really dumb."
	CONTINUE OR I MIGHT KILL YOU BEFORE THE MONSTER CAN
said the mysterious voice in his head.
	"And so to defeath the universe..."
	WITH ENTHUSIASM!
	"AND SO TO DEFEAT THE UNIVERSE I MUST BECOME THE
UNIVERSE! THE ONLY MERCY YOU RECIEVE WILL BE THAT WHICH YOU
HAVE GIVEN SO PRAY FOR A SWIFT DEATH!!! ITS THE ULTIMATE
WEAPON: COPYMORPH!!!""
	Suddenly Patrick collapsed onto the ground, again
unconscious.
	"That was really lame," said Ivan. "I mean, Copymorph?
No matter what it does, with a name like that it has to be
really bad."
	"I kind of feel sorry for him," said Jeff. "Not
everyone can have an awesome cool sounding visually
spectacular special move." The bitter irony of this
statement would come back to haunt him with the sharpness
of a well honed knife later.
	"Blerrskii?" asked the puzzled monster for not the
first time tonight. It had noticed something the others
hadn't. Patrick had started to get up from the ground, but
it was no longer Patrick. Its height had slowly increased
and its fingers had begun to be replaced by strange pointy
things. His skin had begun to melt off, but his hair failed
to fall out and it became thick and matted as little bits
of blood and other inner body things got caught in it. The
Patrick-Monster raised its claws to the ceiling and let out
a scream of primal rage and primal agony. His power had
been revealed, and he couldn't use it to get girls.

TO BE CONTINUED...

ENDING SONG: Anilove
SUNG BY CHRISTOPHER BENCH voice of Adam
A soft moving ballad with moving vocal stylings

We sit down together 
Not looking at each other
We stare blankly into the future	
For it is written on a screen
We try to understand 
If only we had better subtitles
Sometimes its so confusing, You and me...
But I love you 
Although I haven't scene everything
Still I plan my life around you
And the tapes are incoming
Because in the end there is only you and me...
Anime

	PREVIEW:
	"WAHH!! Nobody lets me get any rest... but at least I
can take a short break during the next episode, maybe.
Either way, it'll be a gripping showdown as Patrick-Monster
takes on the Real One, but what happens when everyone
else's powers begin to manifest? Will they be able to stop
showing off long enough to fight the forces of evil? Watch
to find out! Next episode is Power Up Competition! or The
Apple of Chaos. Fight on, Kawaikune Team Fighters!"

There's the long in production (I can't bring myself to say long 
awaited) sequel. Episode 3 is about half done, with this plot line 
culmnating in Episode 6 (maybe). Please feel free to comment, criticize, 
and flame. Thanks,
-Tenkawa Akito
http://members.tripod.com/~ruri_chan/ (under construction)

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