[Hawkeye]

Okay here's an attemp by me and a fellow author to create a crossover with the world of Bubblegum Crisis 2040 and the original OVA with the being that is known as a Time Lord.

It's basicly set in an alternate universe of 2040, were Priss and Nene were both killed durring the Great Earthquake. Now due to an out side infulance.... Sylia for a better word is Evil.... Working with Genom and their unknown benifactor.

In Comes the Doctor to try and Save the day, Who is the Doctor you ask? Well it hard to explain, he just the Doctor.... Doctor Who as most people know him. Doctor Who started out as a Sci-fi Program back in the Sixty and has just been relaunch after a 15 years break last year. Most countries have shown Doctor who at some Point..... But if you haven't seen the Show Details can be learn't through the BBC Doctor Who website. It takes a while to understand, The Doctor is an advance lifeform known as a TimeLord, and travels around in a Tardis that look like a Blue Police Phone box..... That's all I'll say about the subject......

I'll Like to Present Jeff ?Baka Gaijin30? Daly the other half of this co-writing team, who writting it.... Now on with the Show....

Character Profile

Nick Carter


Claude .........


Disclaimer

Bubblegum Crisis 2040 is copyrighted and owned by A.I.C & ADV Films US & UK, Madman Entertainment Australia.

Doctor Who is copyrighted and owned by the BBC British Broadcasting Corporation

Each show is owned by their respected owner, this fan fiction is for entertainment purpose only, no money is too be made from this story. This story cannot be copied with out the author written permission. That all be all?

Thanks go out to the following people,
Suzuki Toshimichi, who created the original story that is known as Bubblegum Crisis, which that this is all based on; with out this guy we wouldn't be here right now? and Kenichi Sonda, the guy who designed those whacked out suits better known as Hardsuits and gave it to us twice both in the OVA episodes and the 2040 shows,

The web site because with out them, I wouldn't be able to post our stories anywhere.

That about it?. Wow long list.

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Based on an idea put forward

Scope Writing Production's
&
Fish and Chips Production?s

Presents

A
Co-Written
Bubblegum Crisis and Doctor Who Fan-fiction Cross Over

Bubblegum Crisis ? Doctors House call

By

Jonathan Robert 'Hawkeye' Howard
&
Jeff ?Baka Gaijin30? Daly

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Chapter One
He stood there are the plating below him vibrated as the craft traveled along how ever it did, He tired to keep his thoughts clear, but the vibration where too much. As he clutched his stomach he felt the plates suddenly stop. With out a second thought Nick found himself moving for the door. S on as Nick was out of that door, his lips where kissing the ground before him. He didn?t care what dirt and possible diseases that were on the side walk he was just glad to be on terra firma again. There came the sound of snickering from behind him, he didn?t care what his traveling companion thought of him. He was just glad to be out of that thing, it worse that traveling on a ship, looking back he looked at Claude O?Brain and their new benefactor behind him standing in the doorway of the Tardis.

So much had happened; to him and he still couldn?t believe it.

?Quite a sight isn?t it? Claude said as he patted Nick on the back, Nick nodded as he looked up at the many buildings that surrounded them. One of them stood out to them near the horizon, it stood out between the other buildings. It was the largest building he knew, and it existed here in this world. The world of Bubblegum Crisis, there stood Genom Tower in all it glory.

?Woo?oh? he said as he spotted what was the sky hook in the night sky. Its skin glisten as the city light pollution reflecting on the skin on the umbilical cord, it was during this time the third person in their group Stepped forward.

?What the hell is that?? Said Claude stunned at the sight of the umbrella in the sky, this time it was Nick turn to chuckle.

?Welcome to the world that is Bubblegum Crisis 2040? he said with a smile.

?Are you two done taking in the sights?? someone asked, both of them turned round and looked at the strangely dressed person that was standing behind them.

"Remind me why we joined up with him again?" Nick asked.

"I have no idea." Claude mumbled back as he straightened out his worn out green jacket that had obviously seen better days in the cold wind of the night. "In retrospect, this reminds me a bit of the time me and a friend of mine got smashed at an apartment owned by two Mexicans who could barely speak English."

"Why was that?" Nick asked looking confused at the statement.

"In both cases, it seemed like a good idea at the time." Claude answered in the same monotone voice he usually spoke in.

"If you two are quite finished..."

Claude turned to Nick, "Hey dude, you finished?"

"What? Oh, yes. I'm finished."

"Cool. Me too. Yes, we're both quite finished."

The Doctor rolled his eyes as he walked past them, motioning for them to follow.

About ten minutes later and a short walk later, the two of them had been dragged to a nearby buildings roof. Both Claude and Nick looked round, they didn?t see any reason for being dragged here. Both of them turned and faced their benefactor, a sour look on their face

?Okay Doctor? Nick began ?Why are we here??

?Yer Doc, What he said?

The doctor didn?t answer them, he pulled out what looked up a pocket watch and flip the cover off and looked at the time. Then without a casual look at the two of them he walked over to the edge of the roof and looked over the edge. Claude looked at Nick, who shrugged. Suddenly both Nick and Claude glared and shielded their eyes as the street below exploded in a bright flash. The Doctor was suddenly basked in a bright explosion of light as he was silhouette against the flash of light.

?What the Frell? screamed Nick as he rushed to the Doctor side and leaned over the railing on the roof building. Nick had to shield his eyes as he stared down at the street they had just walked off from.

It was now a battlefield, and in the middle of all the carnage and in the middle of a near empty street stood the enemy, not a man but a machine a rouge boomer.

Nick wasn?t the only one surprised, as Claude just stared in shock. This wasn?t like anything he had seen when he watched the show. The Boomer below was a mess, it didn?t look anything he had seen before.

?What the hell is that thing? It doesn?t look like a Doberman or 55-D Combat Model.?

He said looking at the Doctor, Who was about to explain but was rudely interrupted strangle by Nick.

?That?s because neither exists in this universe that happens to looks like a Standard class service Boomer in an N-sequence Stampede. In other words its core has broken it physical restrains and its beginning to fuses with other things? Claude just stared at Nick as he tired to take in what he said, he then mumbled.

?Really? Weird?

?I must say Mister Carter you?re well informed for someone who was living forty years before this technology was invented? The Doctor said stating the obvious to his young companion. Suddenly the sound of an approaching set of Police sirens brought their attention to some were else in the city below.

?Looks likes the cannon fodder are here? mumbled Nick as he referred to the inadequate Advance police who had been set to try and deal with this rising problem. But due to the lack of proper investigation of rouge boomer and the lack of proper resources. The ADP was no better off then an Old Age pensioner with a Walking stick against a boomer and sadly they knew it.

?This isn?t going to be pretty? The American answered as he watched the troops unload themselves from their transporters below. The Doctor mean while had remained quiet, not speaking a word as he stood between the two mere humans observing them. Claude and Nick both looked over the roof at the scene. The monstrous robot menace strode over the five dead AD Police officers laying in pools of their own blood as it grabbed one of the AD Police K-suits, crushing the hapless officer inside as it fused it into itself. It then picked up a lamp post, sending it through the windshield of one of the three AD Police Cruisers that were on the scene and impaling the driver. Turning away from the now blood red windshield, it slowly turned towards the troops filing quickly out of the other two transporters. Claude raised his head a bit more than necessary, causing the Doctor quickly put his hand on the top on his head and pushed him down. Claude then turned to Nick, a confused look on his face.

Suddenly as the sound of gun fire ricochet off of metal and tarmac, Nick turned at looked at the Doctor.

?Hey you never did as to explain why you brought us here Doctor?? he asked as Claude watched a large bulky K-suit emerged from an ADP support truck. The Doctor just smugly grinned as he continued to watch as the K-suit moved forward towards the Rouge boomer.

?Claude, keep down!? the doctor said angrily, ?We can?t afford to be spotted. Not yet.?

?I don?t get this.? Nick said, ?Why is it you brought me and the Yank here. I mean, don?t get me wrong, the chance to see the Knight Sabres in real life is cool and all, but??

?Speak of the devil.? Claude said his face lighting up as a goofy smile lit up his face. Bounding over the rooftops were three female armoured figures. The Doctor?s face fell as he sighed.

?Watch and you?ll see why.? he said almost sadly.

As the two young men watched, one of the figures, who both immediately recognize as being Sylia Stingray by her armour, flicks out the sword in her arm and takes out one of the thing?s appendages. As it screams out in agony, the other two lands, immediately are confusing to Claude. One is wearing a red hardsuit, not pink like Nene would?ve worn, and the other is wearing a green hardsuit that looks very different from Linna?s.

?What the hell?? Claude asks.

The red figure now ran up, punching the things head hard enough to knock it off. As it begins to flay about blindly, the AD Police open fire with everything they have at it? And at the women.

?I think the other two are the originals.? Nick yelled, trying to shout above the gunfire. ?Sylia recruited them before she recruited the other Knight Sabres.?

The green one now leapt at the headless monstrosity, shoving her hand deep into its chest and crushing its core as the bullets bounced off her and the other woman?s armour.

?They?re not Knight Sabres.? the doctor said.

Suddenly the women came at the AD Police.

?They?re the Knight Stalkers.?

Sylvia?s blade decapitated the two nearest AD Police officers, as the red figure picked up one AD Police truck and sent it crashing into another, the resulting explosion causing the three figures on the roof to look away as they covered their ears. Looking down again, Claude and Nick saw the Knight stalkers leaping up into the air. Out of the carnage and smoke, a lone figure in a leather jacket and sporting sideburns ran out with a pistol, shooting at the receding figures in angry futility.

?Let me guess.? Claude said, ?That?s Leon??

?Yep, that?s Leon alright.? Nick said with a chuckle as he rubbed his forehead. Both he and Claude now gave the Doctor questioning gazes.

?As I said, this is a world very similar to that of Bubblegum Crisis, but also not quite, because something?s wrong here. The Knight Stalkers are working in league with Genom.?

?Hun?? both of them answered at the same time, with a pure looks of disbelief on their faces from what they were just been told by the Doctor.

T.B.C

Author Notes

Well, here it is; chapter one of a new story. This is my first attempt at co-writing something, and my first non-shoujo ai storyline. We hope you all like it so far. And now, here's the world's greatest fan fiction author to tell you all about...

What's that? "What? She couldn't show? Nuts."

In that case, here's my co-writer Jonathan:

?Oh brother, Thanks a lot... Well I?m Jonathan but call me Hawkeye.

Well here it is the first chapter of my first ever co-written story. I hope you enjoyed it as much as we have had writing it.

Chaoter Two

?Hello, welcome to Starbucks, How may I help you? Nick looked down from the menu he was staring at and looked at a female waitress boomer that was standing behind the counter. Claude was a little shocked as he looked across at Nick.

?They have a Starbucks in the future?? his eyebrow raised in a questioning glance.

?Who do you think owns it?? Nick replied with a cocky grin as he pointed to the menu above them. In the bottom right corner it read ?A Subsidiary of Genom Corp?

?Well this version of it is anyway? the Doctor answered as he turned to the boomer behind the counter and with a toothy grin began to order. ?I?ll have a Chai latté, Nick??

?Err?? Nick paused as he stared at the board until a familiar name pop up ?Coffee frappuccino please? Claude just shrugged his shoulders, as so far ordering coffee in the future was the most normal thing he had done since agreeing to come on this crazy trip.

?I?ll have a Mocha Frappuncino? he said finishing the group order to the boomer behind the counter, the boomer bowed in a Japanese fashion

?That you for your patronage, that will be Eight Hundred and Seventy five Yen Please? Both Nick and Claude looked at the Doctor.

?Humph Right this should cover it? he said as he pilled out a crumply thousand yen note.

?ATM ONLY, No Cash? the Boomer replied before the Doctor could even place the note down on the counter. A Chuckle escaped Nick?s lips as the Doctor had to pull out his sonic screwdriver and fiddle with the electronic Card reader on the counter. A second later the card reader bleeped and a green light came on.

?Thank you, your drink will be ready shortly? Confirmed the boomer that the Doctor had been successful in paying for their drinks.

Ten minutes later they were all sitting in a booth, watching a large boomer cleaning the side walk outside. The Doctor began to explain the situation in a hushed tone.

?Gentleman as you seen the situation is this, this timeline has been royally screwed up?

?Fubar? Claude whispered, both the Doctor and Nick looked at Claude.

?Whiskey ? Tango ? Foxtrot?? Nick asked raising an eye brow at Claude, he knew a lot of slang tern, but this one wasn?t one of them.

?Fouled up beyond all recognition?

?Ohhh Fuber, German Dictionary right?

?Yes, very well? the Doctor said as he interrupted irritably looking around again to make sure no one was listening in. He then continued in the same low voice before ?This timeline?s fubared aright, but I don?t believe it to be an accident, someone has intentionally been manipulating the strings of power in this timeline, and you saw the results from the roof about an hour ago?,

?Woo wait a sec there? Nick broke in ?If someone has deliberately rearranged things to male the timeline skewed to the point were the Knight Sabers are now the Night Stalkers, then who? Who would have that kind of Power??

?I?m not sure, I do know this however, that the alterations to this timeline where first noticed at the Great Quake of 2032. Since then Miss Sylia Stingray has been very different from what we known of her? he paused and raised his hand indicated the differences ?She has created a team to deal with the problems of rouge boomers, but since then she seems to have sided herself with Genom? Claude raised his head as he asked the Doctor a question.

?Then are we here to help you find Priss, Linna and Nene? Because that shouldn?t be too difficult, we can start with Linna as she?s a fitness instructor at?.? Nick shook his head to indicate that Claude was wrong.

?Fraid not, she happens to be an OL in this universe?

?OL?? Claude asked, this time he was confused.

?Office lady? he explained ?She works for a company called Geit..?

?I?m afraid that your both wrong? The Doctor broke in before he sipped his latte ?Himm... well Linna?s a? Well, we?ll deal with her in a minute. In the mean time we have a more pressing issue, Both Priss and Nene I?m afraid were killed on the 32 Quake? Both Nick and Claude stared open mouthed at the Doctor, Neither one knowing what to say to that?

?Dead?? Claude finally managed to blurt out breaking the silence ?Priss and Nene are dead??

?If they?re dead, then that bloody hell complicates things now doesn?t it?? Nick said out loud. The Doctor looked around the Starbucks nervously once again to make sure that they weren?t being spied on. He leaned forwards towards the middle of the table and motioned with his hands for his two companions to come closer, Both Claude and Nick likewise leaned forward over the table top.

?There is a possibility? he explained ?That we can recruit another Priss and Nene, but the process was outlawed by the other Time lords and if we?re caught there?ll be no describing the punishments that we would suffer at their hands? The Doctor paused and out of nowhere a folder appeared in his hand. ?There is an aspect of the Tardis that is rarely used, because it?s outlawed. With it we can access alternate timelines and I?ve already found a Priss Asagiri and a Nene Romanova with it already, but I tell you this, they are very different from either the Priss or Nene you both know? Both Nick and Claude stared at him for a few moments before they both let out a simultaneously reply.

?Riiight?? From then Nick just zoned out as the Doctor began to explain in technical details of what involved in the process of time travel.

?Really?? replied Claude ?I thought time travel involved folding?? Nick cut him off by raising his hand to break up this interesting but long winded conversation and to get back to the topic on hand.

?So the point is, we need to? what?s the phrase I?m looking for here?? he picked up his drink and took a swing ?Come up with a plan? The Doctor nodded before he stirred his latte again

?Nick?s quite right, I?m afraid that we?re getting off topic here? he said looking at Nick before he continued ?As I?ve told you, the plan will require us to travel to another time frame and recruit certain individuals to our causes?

There was a slight pauses for a second ?There also happens to another individual on this front that will be needing some protection?

?Linna Right?? asked Claude, he remembered the Doctor had changed the topic when they started talking about her.

?Quite Correct?

?So let me guess, one of us has to baby sit her right?? asked Nick

?Correct again? both Nick and Claude eyed themselves after the last Doctor statement, both wondering who would get the job.

?Are we going to have to fight over this?? Claude asked Nick.

?Easy we flip a coin?

?That seems fair? he said as he pulled out a US Quarter from his pocket ?Heads or Tails?? he asked as he flipped the coin.

?Tails, as it never fails? Nick replied as Clause caught it in his hands, his face betrayed him as he looked down at which side of the coin came up.

?Damn it, you win? he said as he placed the coin down, the coin face showing the American bald eagle on it.

?Was there any doubt?? he replied as he held onto the coin. The Doctor slowly set down his latte before he turned to Nick.

?I should inform you Nick, this isn?t a simple walk in the park. Even with you vast amount of knowledge you know. The Linna Yamazaki you know isn?t here, this Linna is very different too? he paused to refresh himself ?Both of you might have come here with preconceived ideas on what you might think of a person is like here. But let me just say this, all that information stands for squat? Nick finished his drink, while he contemplated the Doctors words. It made sense, what he had just said.

?Okay Doc, feel me in on This Linna Yamazaki? he asked putting a emphasize on Linna name. The Doctor smiles as he opened the file he had in his hand, inside were only a few sheets of Paper. The First Sheet that both Nick and Claude could see looked like a Police criminal record sheet.

?She got a criminal record?? Claude said shocked at these turn of events, he knew that Priss was bound to have a rap sheet, with speeding fine as long as his right arm. But Linna having one, that didn?t seem right to him, he watched as the Doctor passed the sheet over to Nick who started to study the sheet with earnests. After a minute Nick placed the sheet back down and he seemed to hold his breath forever until Claude spoke out.

?So what?s she done?? asked Claude as Nick breathed again.

?Drugs, petty thief and battery mainly? a few other records here and there? he said as he rubbed his nose, Nick sighed as he realized he may have bitten off more then he could chew. ?Ohhh what have I gotten myself into?? he mumble as Claude glance over his shoulder.

?Ha... ha? What?s next? Is Nene an expert in hand to hand fighting?? Claude asked the Doctor with a half heartily laugh, the Doctor didn?t respond to him as he pulled out another sheet of paper from his folder. This time The Doctor slid the sheet in front of Claude. Claude?s face went white when he saw what was written on it, it was a little crumply and creased from very heavy handling. ?Oh My?? two words well meaning in their saying ?She?s a special forces commando?? he asked as he read the details again and again to double check, slowly he turned to face Nick who was looking back at him. ?You think you got it bad, look at Nene Rap sheet?.? Nick shook his head.

?So Doc? Nick asked ?What?s Priss job, is she a Cop or maybe a housewife?? he asked with a grin, thinking about the countless possibility he had seen in written fan fiction. The Doctor just smiled before he opened his folder one last time, this time it wasn?t a rap sheet or a personnel record. It was a Magazine cutting, raising their eye?s in interest both Claude and Nick leaned forward to capture a glimpse of this cutting before them.

?No Way?? they said in union, they couldn?t believe their eyes at what they were seeing on the Article clipping, she was Pop princess like Kylie Minogue or Britney Spears.

?So Doc, are we ready to go?? asked Claude as the Doctor made a last few adjustment to the Tardis control panel. The trio had returned to the Tardis shortly after finishing their conversation in Starbucks, Nick had disappeared off somewhere inside in the Tardis to gather the supplies he needed while he would be watching Linna in Mega-Tokyo. Claude meanwhile had been watching the Doctor set up the Tardis instrument for their next trip.

?Almost my young friend, as soon as Nick finished we should be ready to depart for our first stop?

?Right?.? Muttered Claude getting a little inpatient at waiting for Nick to show up, he was a little nervousness as he still couldn?t believe he was here. That the Tardis was real and he was here standing inside it.

The things that he had seen already in the past 48 hours were amazing; he just wondered what it would be like once this job got into the full swings of things. He was beginning to contemplate the differences he had seen and what he had known of Bubblegum Crisis, and was trying to work out who might have been behind it when Nick walked back into the Tardis Control room. Claude almost did a double take as he looked at Nick, Gone where the cloths he had been wearing earlier. Now he was wearing a Dark grey Jacket over a black T-shirt and Combat pants combination. Setting down a sport bag he was carrying, Nick pulled out a pair of sunglasses from his jacket pocket and he put them on before turning to Claude

?You know the difference between me and you?? he asked ?Is that I make this look good? a grin remained on his face as he turned to the Doctor. Who turned round while holding something that he was working on with his sonic screwdriver.

?Did you get everything you need from the wardrobe and Store room, Young Nick?? He asked as he finished ticking with what he was working on.

?Yep got what I need for the long run, you know I didn?t believe that you could make a bag bigger on the inside then on the outside? he said referring to the bag the Doctor had given him to store everything he needed. It worked on the same basic as the Tardis dimensionally transcendental principles. In it he had cloths, money, Guns, Computer equipment, everything he would need while the others two were off traversing the Dimensions.

?Well I?ve got everything you need here? he said while directing to a pile of stuff on the side of the control panel. The pile consisted of ID badges, ATM payment cards, a set of keys and what looked to be a handheld Computer. Nick started to pull the stuff in his sport bag when the Doctor held something out to him. It appeared to be a run of the mill mobile phone.

?Thanks Doc? he took the phone and looked at it before he pocketed it.

?Its got free long distance calls? the Doctor said pointing to the pocked phone ?I?ve also put the Tardis number in speed dial if you need to contact me?

Both Claude and Nick looked at each other, one mouthed ?The Tardis has a phone??

?Well I guess that it? Nick said as he zipped the bag up and swung the strap of his shoulder.

?Don?t do anything I would do? joked Claude as he said down on the Tardis.

?Good luck? said the Doctor as he pulled a switch on the control panel and the Door to the outside open and to allow Nick to disembark.

?I?ll see you guys in a few days? Nick said as he backed out of the door, he gave off a mocking salute towards the two of them. Claude smiled and the Doctor laugh as he operated the same switch as before and the door to the Tardis swung close.

Outside Nick watched as the Tardis begun to hum, then slowly it phased out of existences. Once it was gone, he smiled and turned and walked toward the street. A smile on his lips as he walked down the sidewalk.

?It?s Showtime? he whispered to himself as he continued on walking.

To Be Continued...

Hawkeye... Mu ha ha ha ha ha ha Sorry about the delay forgot to post this XD

The Doctor manned the controls as Claude left to get ready for his part of the assignment. He was shy around others when first meeting them, and not the most assertive person in the world. The thought of having to go up to anyone out of the blue and tell them to get on a space ship was intimidating. But this wasn?t just anyone he was going to have to convince. It was Priss S. Asagiri. Looking around frantically in the large storage room, Claude realized he had no idea what to bring.

?Claude?? the Doctor called back from the control room, ?Are you ready yet??
?Just a second.? he yelled back. He grabbed a backpack, and put a flashlight, some rope, a book of matches, and a Billy club in it. He then went out to where the Doctor was leaning up against the control panel, playing a recorder. Fighting back a smile, he stared at the short man in front of him, his checker pants sticking out from underneath his fur coat. His whole appearance, from his clothing to the Moe Howardesque mop top made him look more like a hobo than a galactic defender.
?Okay, we?re going to be arriving shortly. Do you have what you need??
?I? think so?? Claude said, sounding unsure. The doctor raised an eyebrow.
?Here, let me see.? the Doctor opened Claude?s bag and looked at the contents. ?Let me guess,? he said, pulling out the flashlight and the club, ?This is in case you?re attacked at night, right??
Claude looked down a bit as the Doctor sighed.
?Never mind. Look, we?re only going to have a few minutes once we get down there to find Priss. We have to be careful; if we screw up, the Time Lords will find us and we?ll both be done for. Do you understand??
Claude nodded in the affirmative, and began to wonder how Nick was doing on his end.

The scene before him caused Nick to zone out as his eyes darted from street light to street light outside the window.
?I take it, you like the apartment Mister Carter?? a very cute female voice breaking him out of his mental stupor, he turned to the beautiful woman standing behind him. Nick had a hard time tearing his eyes away from her; he had seen OL uniforms before in Magazines that he had read before. But this was the first time he had seen a woman wearing one up closes and personal.
?I love it? he said trying to hide his blush ?It has everything I require? he said as he turned round and gestured at the Rooftop apartment features with his hand ?I?ll take it?
?Thank you? The realtor agent said as she bowed, she hadn?t expected to make a sale, when he boss pulled her aside when she was leaving work and forced this case load on her. ?If your willing to sign for the apartment now, I need to pop down to my car to pick up the rest of my paperwork? she was hoping he would say yes, otherwise her boss would steal this commission from her.
?Sure, the sooner the better? replied Nick as he thought of signing the paperwork for entire Lady 633 building in his hands.
?Excuse me? she said blushing ?feel free to look round? she smiled the brightest smile as she made for the door, Nick crashed out on the sofa as he began to wait. He looked round the furnished room; he smiled as his glazed wondered back to the window he had been staring out before. His gaze stood fixed on what he saw in the distance, it black silhouette stood out as it was illuminated by flood lights. The Genom Tower stood in all its glory, as he sat in the rooftop apartment he started to wonder what was going through the mind of Sylia Stingray right this minute. Mind you Sylia Stingray at this very moment was savoring the taste of her Sauté of sea scallops with confit potatoes and chorizo salad; she was just finished her starter and she and her dinner date were waiting for her main courses.
?Madame, the Courvoisier ?Imperial? Cognac XO you order? Sylia Stingray turned to face the Ritz maître d'hôtel who was serving them personally.
?Thank you? replied her dinner date for her, Sylia who was still chewing the last few pieces of her starter, turning and smiled after she swallowed and turned back to her date.
?Merci Brain? she replied, her date Brain J Mason smiled back as he watched the head waiter pour the wine into their wine glasses. ?I don?t know what I would do without you? Mason started to laugh at her joke
?Me or my Money Sylia?? he asked as he picked up his wine and began to sip it. Sylia smiled at the joke as she picked up her wine glasses.
?You know me too well Brain? she replied as she sipped the wine and savored its taste. She so enjoyed Brain J Mason company, or rather the company of his vast wallet. As the maître d?hôtel left their table, their conversation turned to more pressing matter.
?I?m must congratulate you Sylia on a job well done? Mason said as he held the glass up in a toast ?The money for your services rendered, has been forwarded to your Cayman island bank account?
?Thank you? replied Sylia as she rose her glass to Mason Toast ?We always try to do our best?
?But I?m afraid we might have a problem? Mason said as he placed his wine back down, Sylia raised an eyebrow in response to Mason statement. ?You remember our mystiques benefactor? Well he gave us a set of Power signatures to be on the look out for? he paused and looked round before he leaned closer ?Well Last night our sensor that were trained on the boomer you were dealing with. Picked up one of signature in close proximity to your team, However before we could get a firm fix it disappeared? This really peeked Sylia interests as she smiled back at Mason.
?Really, I wonder why that old coot wanted us looking for something like that?? Sylia responded as her Main course was placed in front of her.
?Well Sylia, The reason we think is? that this Power Signature is an Extra-Terrestrial source in origin? a huge grin appeared on Mason face like a chestier cat. Sylia wine glass froze mere centimeters from her lips as her eyes slowly rose from where they were. She was now looking Mason directly eye to eye, trying to determine if he was making a joke at her expense. But Mason Features didn?t lie to her as she put her wine glass down.
?Your not joking are you??
?Nope? replied Mason as he sipped his wine ?It looks like the Old man warning is about to come true, we have new players entering the Game. I just wonder how long until we end up meeting them? Sylia was about to reply when a waiter appeared carrying a tray to their table. From there their conversation turned to other less pressing issues, as their privity wasn?t available.

Linna Yamazaki was having a bad day; there were few words to describe what she was feeling right now. First of all her best friend and roommate decided to call in sick, leaving her to work most of her workload as a cycle couriers delivering documents around the business district of Tokyo. Second it was now raining and she was soaked to the bone, while trying to weave through the gridlocked streets.
The last issue she had to deal with wouldn?t normally bother her; it was this particular delivery she was making. She had heard the usual stories from her work place rumor mill, that a criminal mob was using their couriers to ship drug money between their outfits.
This was her first time delivering to this particular establishment, she remembered that her boss had been given her some strange instructions this morning. Soon enough she was outside the shady establishment, dismounting from her saddled she pulled her rugged bike off the street and onto the sidewalk. Flipping the top off of her messenger bag, she rummaged through for the package she had to deliver here. Unaware, she didn?t notice a white panel van with the words Mega Tokyo Telecommunication Services pull up along side a few meters away from the establishment windows. Paying it no attention, she set her bike up against the wall before entering. As she stepped through the door a bell rang, she was soon assaulted by the smell of Cuban Cigars being smoked in the front room. A group of elderly gentle looked up from their card game they were playing; suddenly a younger man of 30 stood out from behind a beaded curtain and walked towards Linna.
?Can I help you young lady? he asked in a thick Russian accent to her, Linna held up the Package.
?I have a package for delivery? she said holding up the plastic wrapped package in her hand.
?You?re from Hermēs delivery service are you not? Where Misae?? he said referring to Linna roommate, who usual did this delivery route.
?She?s off sick today? Linna replied as she pulled out a small handheld data pad for the man to sign on off on for the Package. He didn?t look happy to see a new face as he took the pad, as he was about to sign for it when there was a bang outside. Linna turned to see the window shatter as a small metal container passed through, the pane of glass shatter in a thousands pieces. The Metal cylinder cover popped open; Linna knew what was coming next. She was foremost a military brat, even if she hadn?t seen her father in two years. She still knew enough on Military hardware to know that, that metal Cylinder was a Stun grenade. Closing her eyes she tired to turn and protect herself as the grenade began to detonate, the bang flash before her eyes blinding her as the deafening sound shattered her ear drums.
What happened next appeared to be a blur as she tired to remain on her feet, however in the next few seconds the door was blown off its hinges as 8 heavy armored SWAT officers stormed the establishment. Most of the patrons of the establishment tired to put up a brave fight, however ever their fight against these heavy armed Police officers was fruitless.
?Noo?.? Screamed Linna as she wasn?t spared from the full force the police dealt out, she didn?t offer any resistance but she was still slammed into the floor by one of the officers. Who began to restrain her with cuffs, she struggle as the cuff?s dug into her skin. The SWAT officer took this as a sign of Struggle and lashed out with his baton at Linna. This blow to her back caused her to hit her head against the stone floor causing her to lose consciousness and her mind to slip into blackness.

?Easy now Easy? thought Nick as he walked through the automatic doors, looking across the lobby he just entered. He reached into his pocket as he walked for the double doors that were locked with a security swipe, getting through was no problem as he pulled just the security card he needed from his jacket pocket. With a smile he crossed through to the other side, the hustle and bustle of the behind the scene of any police station. A Passing glance he walked up to a desk sergeant who was busy filling out some details on his computer terminal.
?Excuse me? he asked getting the Sergeant attention away from the computer screen ?But I?m looking for the Criminal intelligence section?
?And you are?? asked the Sergeant not recognize the man standing before him. Slowly Nick reach back into the pocket he had pulled the first security card out of, but this time he showed the sergeant a Police badge and pass.
?Detective Nick Carter I?ve just transferred into the station today, Still getting used to the transfer to the big city? he mention as he pocket the badge. The Sergeant nodded as an answer.
?Yer I can understand that, CI down that hall to the flight of stairs on your left. You want the third floor, then come back towards the front of the building, Got that?? The Desk Sergeant asked as he pointed down the hall.
?Thanks? answered Nick as he waved and walked towards the stairs he needed. The Desk sergeant meanwhile went back to the data processing he was doing and the strange new detective from the Criminal intelligence section was soon forgotten.

In a parallel time line, a loud humming sound began as the Tardis materialized in a back alley. The Doctor stepped out, followed by Claude. The Doctor put the Tardis key in the pocket of his fur coat and turned back to his travelling companion.
?Right, now I think it best if we split up.? He began, talking animatedly as he gestured with his fingers. ?You go and approach Priss while I go to meet someone else.?
Claude, already nervous enough about the prospect of meeting an anime hero with the Doctor, now became even more nervous at the prospect of trying to approach her alone.
?B? But where am I supposed to find her?? he asked. The Doctor smiled reassuringly.
?She?s appearing tonight at the Kyoshi Music Hall.? he explained. ?I?ve managed to get you both a backstage pass and a map of NeoTokyo. There right in here.? The doctor said with a smile as he reached into his coat pocket. The smile soon faded as he took on an irritable look. He pulled out a paddle with a ball attached by string, dropping it to the ground. He next pulled out a yo-yo, a tuning fork, and a half-eaten cheese sandwich. Within seconds a rather large pile of useless junk was at the Doctor?s feet. Then, all of a sudden the Doctor?s face lit up as he reached into his other pocket and immediately pulled out the backstage pass and the map.
Claude took the map and pass as he looked from the Doctor to the mound of rubbish at his feet and back.
?And you make fun of my packing choices?? he asked as he shook his head. He turned around to make his way to the music hall as the Doctor began putting the items back in his fur coat?s bounteous pockets.

---Fifteen Minutes Later---

Nick walked into the room with a sense of eagerness, looking round he spotted to empty desks join together. With a flop, the bag he had been carrying for the most of his morning landing on top of the desk. Within in seconds he unzipped the bag and produced a folder from within the bag, looking round he spotted the room the Doctor had mention to him to report to once he got there, with a heavy Sigh he made for the Door and hope heaven to hell the Doctors plan would work. He didn?t quite trust the physic paper the Doctor had given his, who would trust a piece of Paper to brainwash a Police officer.