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                      Dominion Crisis ( ver 1.1 )
	Dominion Tank Police/ Bubblegum Crisis X-over

Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine I'm just
borrowing em, I promise to give em back please
don't sue me


Prologue

	One of the thing Leona prided herself on
was her skill at driving and her gunnery skills while
driving and using her Bonaparte to fight crime. When
her Bonaparte was destroyed in that horrible accident
she was depressed for days only rousing out to look
over the schematics for Bonaparte again.
The rest of the force tried and tried to get her to
face the loss and perhaps built a Bonaparte II. Most
shocking of all was finally when she seemed to be over
her loss. Leona put in a transfer to another police
department. Leona in her request cited she was
unable to continue working where everyone and
everything reminded her of her beloved Bonaparte.

	Leona was due to transfer out within the next
few days and all the crew thought of going away presents
but none of the ideas they came up with seemed to be
enough to replace her loss of Bonaparte. Then Al thought
up something the rest of the crew thought was brilliant
give her Bonaparte II. Thus the tank garage was declared
off limits to Leona, not that she went there anymore.
On the final day of her stay before her transfer to
Mega-Tokyo to work with the AD Police. Al and the rest
managed to drag her down to the tank garage. When they
took off the blindfold and revealed it to Leona she
took one look and the spark that was missing in her
eyes returned, and she was hugging the tank for all
she was worth. The party that followed was one of
the few Tank Police parties that involved some things
that the Chief is still trying to figure out how
they did. (Like how they managed to attach an entire
patrol tank to the wall of the garage,  30 feet up,
and upside down at that [none of the force could either])

	Nene Romanov was usually called to show
newcomers the ropes in the AD Police patrol division
but since Leona was already at least a few years her
senior in age, as well as experience, she mostly was
telling Leona changes in procedure from Newport and
hundreds of other minor and boring details. It didn't
help that Leona seemed preoccupied with the entrance
to the Station as if expecting someone or something
to arrive.

"Leona, that's the third time I've told you that thing."

"I know ,Nene, it's just I'm waiting for someone"

"Someone?"

"Yeah my Bonaparte well, ....  "

Nene started to zone out yet again as Leona went into a
tirade about her Bonaparte. The only thing that interrupted
Leona's tirade was the Chief telling them to get to
work or reports being relayed in and Leona was barely
able to get halfway into her second sentence when she
would be distracted by being told to work  or told by
Nene to get something. This came to abrupt halt as a
delivery boy about seemingly half way into his twenties
yet looking young enough that he looked if he decided
not to shave for a week no one would tell the difference.

"Um.. is there a " he looked down onto his clipboard again
for the name "Leona Osaki, here?"

Leona immediately jumped out of her seat by Nene's
station and made her way to the delivery boy

"I'm Leona.. Let me guess it's a package right? I hope it's Bonaparte..."
and she started to drone on the delivery boy spoke up again.

"Um could you sign here, Miss?"

Leona took the pen from him and had signed as fast as she could.

" Is Bonaparte outside??"

"Well.." he reached up to scratch his head
"it was put in the garage as you asked, Miss"

"Yes!" and with that Leona grabbed Nene and ran to
the elevator to the garage leaving the delivery boy
in her wake. The delivery boy was perplexed but his
wasn't to reason why, but it was to deliver.

"Leona slow down.. you're going to fast"

They arrived down in the garage. Beside Leona's
parking space was a large crate,  about 10 feet tall
by 8 feet by 12 feet,  with many warning symbols on it.
Nene was amazed how covered it was. Then Nene recognized
some of the signs as more at home on the AD Police's
armory door.

Leona had already had the crate half apart and was
removing packing foam and such when Nene managed to
finally close her mouth and try to find out what this
thing was. Then it hit her. It was a TANK! A small
one but there was no mistaking the tracks and the
large turret gun. By then all the packing was off
and the tank was revealed in all it's glory.

"Leona, this is a tank!"

"Yeah, ain't Bonaparte great?"

"That's Bonaparte?? I thought it was a boy friend or
something, not this. Where did you get it from any way?"

"Oh it was a gift from my previous police friends, why?"

Nene remembered that the Newport police were famous for
their damage causing ability and the crime rate in Newport was staggering 
but tanks?

"Um, Leona, was yours the only tank in your force?"

"Of course not why'd you think they called it the Tank Police?"

"You mean you have live rounds in that thing?"

"Of course not, you never ship a tank with live rounds in it"

Nene sighed in relief it was just a souped up patrol car.
A bit more armored and customized but nothing special.
Then Nene saw the box that Leona was looking through.

"That isn't ammunition for the tank?"

"No, just the special rounds I like to use"

"Special rounds?"

"Yeah, like AP, hellfire and some neat ones, the normal stuff is in the 
other box in behind the tank"

"You actually expect to fight crime in this?"

"yeah isn't that what AD police does??"

"well... AD police usually is called upon to fight Boomers"

"Oh you mean the robot thingies . But you do have to admit Bonaparte does 
look cute."

Nene had to admit the tank did look cute, but so could a
girl in a bunny suit holding a M-60.


Author notes:

Whoo hoo a prologue done now to get the real nitty gritty
stuff an actual chapter heh heh. For those who don't know
Dominion Tank Police is a very rarely fanfic'ed anime, and
I thought I'd put my spin on it. Hopefully most of it is in
character but.. Hey it's my fanfic.it's a first fic too and
I tend to do the e.e. cummings thing. I almost never capitalize
I, go figure. Hopefully Microsoft word knows how to spell and
grammar check well, I hope.

					Trevor Hoffert
					AKA IsoFlex,BattleKrome 					and more
					ICQ 11725884

Disclaimer for those who missed the first one;
Dominion Tank Police is the property of Matusme Shirow and who ever she sold 
the rights to
Bubblegum Crisis is the property of someone who I can't remember currently
(But I will probably remember 5 min after I hit the send button)





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BattleKrome
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"The Jundland wastes were hostile, barren, forbidden, and very,
very boring. So young people did what young people always do in such
places - drive souped-up vehicles at ludicrous speeds through narrow,
dangerous areas.

     In an area noted for this, Kasumi Tendo was widely regarded as the
Nicest Person In The Anchorhead Area, Most Likely To Make Some Lucky
Man A Great Wife, and Most Likely To Smear Herself All Over A Canyon If
She Keeps Driving That Repulsorlift With Seats The Way She Does."
SW A Faint Hope by Lara Bartram and Mike Loader
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