What if...?

   by

David (Fido) Lindquist

DISCLAIMER and OMITTED SCENE: At the end 
of the fic.

Thanks to Nidoking, Adrian Tymes, Jeanne Hedge, 
David Fox, Duvae, and DB Sommer for their 
replies and C&C.

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Sylia stood at the window of the control 
room and watched as her creations went through 
their combat drills. She was amazed at how rapidly 
they had completed their training. It seemed like 
they had been doing it for years instead of 
weeks. Despite the fact that they had come into 
being totally by accident, Sylia was very proud 
of them. 

*They are much more effective than the agents I 
had chosen,* she thought, *I just wish that they 
didn't look so....*

"Sylia!" 

Her brother's shout interrupted her train of 
thought. She turned to the door, just in time to 
see Mackie come rushing in.

"There's a rampaging boomer at the shopping 
mall!" he said, "The AD Police have already 
lost two squads trying to stop it and it 
doesn't look like they're going to succeed 
any time soon!"

"Then we have no choice," Sylia calmly 
replied. "Ready the Hardsuits."

"Right."

As Mackie left to make preparations, the 
Knight Sabers' leader turned back to the window
and pushed the intercom button.
           
"Okay, ladies," she said. "I want you ready to 
go in five minutes. We have our first 
assignment."
            
As the shouts of joy came from her creations, 
she couldn't help but smile. However, it
slowly faded when a single question surfaced that
she couldn't answer with certainty.

*I can only hope we are ready,* was all Sylia 
could answer as she left the control room.


*****************

  
When they arrived, Sylia could tell that 
this battle might be easier than she thought.

A large hole had been blown into the outside 
wall. From there was a path of crunched
floor tiles that resembled footprints, showing 
the path where the boomer had walked. Along the 
path laid all kinds of debris, from destroyed 
storewares, to smashed benches.

After a few minutes of following the 
trail, though, they found their quarry,
a seven foot tall, silver, humanoid 
figure throwing benches and other items 
around at random. Also, she could make out 
the shapes of some AD Police officers who 
had taken cover at different spots in 
the mall.

*A C-55,* Sylia thought as she watched the 
boomer tear up some more railing. *It shouldn't 
be too hard to defeat. I'll just sneak up on 
it and...*

"STOP RIGHT THERE, EVIL BOOMER!"

The voices of her team suddenly called out 
in unison. Three figures floated in front
of the machine, each the size of a small child 
and dressed in a miniature version of Sylia's 
own suit. The only difference was that the 
suits each had a different color scheme; one blue, 
one green, and one pink.

"SURRENDER NOW!" The three shouted,"OR FACE THE 
WRATH OF THE SABER PUFF GIRLS!"

All was silent for a few seconds, then small sounds 
of chuckling began from the police that
had taken cover. As it increased into full-blown 
laughter, Sylia put her hand over her visor, shook 
her head, then muttered:

"I should have gone with the agents."

***********************

DISCLAIMER: Bubblegum Crisis is owned by 
AIC or Animeigo. Powerpuff Girls is owned by
Cartoon Network. 'What if...? ' is owned by 
Marvel Comics. All rights reserved.


OMITTED SCENE:I didn't know what to do with 
this scene. It didn't fit with the way I 
wanted the spamfic to go so I decided to put 
it here. Enjoy!

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Leon rose from his hiding place and gaped 
at the scene before him. The 'Saber Puff Girls',
as they called themselves, appearance garnered
only laughs from the officers who had attempted to 
stop the boomer. After watching the girls tear said 
boomer into almost unidentifiable, smaller parts, 
however, no one was laughing anymore.

Cautiously, he walked towards the girls and their 
mentor/leader/mother?. The Blue and Green armored
girls were watching him approach warily but the 
Pink one was tugging lightly of the larger white 
ones arm.

"Mama-san," she said shyly, "Can we get some ice 
cream now?"

The white armored woman looked down at the girl.

"Nene, call me Saber Prime," the woman said, "or 
maybe even mother but please don't call me 
Mama-san."

"Okay, Mama-san," Nene replied. "Can we get some 
ice cream, please?"

Saber Prime sighed.

"HI!!!"

Leon jumped slightly at the perky voice that 
came from the Green Saber Puff Girl as she floated 
up in front of him. 

"Umm.. Hello," He replied.

"I'm Linna! Who are you?" 

The inspector decided that he'd better keep it simple.

"My names Leon."

"Your cute!" the girl said. "Leon and Linna! That'll 
sound great on our wedding invitations!"

"Huh? What are you...", Leon was interrupted when
felt someone tap his knee. The inspector looked down 
to see the third girl by his leg. 

"My name is Priss," she stated, "And I don't 
like you." Before he could say anything in response, 
the girl drew back and promptly kicked him in the 
shin.

"OWWWWW!!!!" The Inspector started hopping around on 
his good leg as he held the other. It hurt but he was 
surprised that it was broken.

"Hey!" he heard Linna shout, "Don't pick on my 
future Husband!"

"HUSBAND?!?!" Leon exclaimed.

"Get real! He's too creepy to marry you! And he's 
a wimp too!" Priss walked over to the man then kicked 
him on the other shin. "See?"

Through Leon's yelps of pain, he saw Linna turn to 
SaberPrime.

"Mama-san! Priss is being mean to my future 
Husband!!!"

"I AM NOT!" Priss shouted back. As the two argued  
and the other officers resumed their laughter at the 
scene. Leon looked at SaberPrime with a mix of confusion 
and worry as she tried to deal with girls. She 
return his gaze and for a second, he felt that she 
probably had the same expression. At that moment, Leon 
realized that his life had just gotten very strange. 





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