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The utmost reaches of the blackness of the cosmos seemed so secluded, cold and alone. Then a twinkle of light emerges from the sub space along with a large personal ship that belongs to one of the greatest tyrants the history of the entire universe. A diminutive planet in this mystifying solar system has just about everyone on their toes at the spectacle. This colossal size of this type of transport star ship takes up a good segment of the day sky and blocks the majority of the light in some areas, creating the illusion of a solar eclipse. As this moment it is


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casting a massive shadow on this scared bunch of Tyroleans that are mostly happy to be back home on their one T’betertk. Of course the name Ankylosaur is the brutal and feared dictators on the side of the universe. In the beginning Ankylosaur wasn’t always a hard core, iron fist ruling dictator type. He started out as a defender of the Tyrolean people who were under the control of a bunch of aliens that were called the Perpetuals and they were using their technology to appear as GODS and the younger years of the Tyrolean race was not too bright and in fear of what they were seeing before them. Where did Ankylosaur come from? As mentioned earlier, the Ankylosaur just a name many believed to have been brought here as some kind of liberator but of course it goes deeper then that. Way in the beginning of it all, way before the recent times, the Tyroleans was just a bunch of savage, warriors living in caverns and had very little verbal skills and were originally living on the planet T’betertk. It could have perhaps by an accident or possibly this was the world of their birth. The original records have never been created, discovered or the theories numerous alien scholars have tried to pin down the original dates but nothing could really be agreed. The Tyroleans back in the day were not as brave and warrior-like as you see them now. When a powerful “GOD” like being came to T’betertk and put his foot down on the soil and told the weak race of Tyroleans to “worship me as your GOD or you will all be destroyed.” The Tyrolean race was vulnerable against this being called Pecius who was said to have come from a dominant race of men or Gods that referred themselves as the Perpetuals. This all took place at least during 2133 BC (Earth time) but on their planet they had their own time line ways of recording dates. So Pecius became a God among the Tyroleans. Back then, the Tyroleans were nothing but a bunch of “Lizard men” who only used spears, daggers and whatever they could craft with their small minds at the time.

Sooner or later as time had passed and Pecius along with more of his “GODS” imprisoned the weaker portion of the Tyrolean race and dragged the better-quality ones to a new world that they referred as Darkeith. They left behind the weak Tyroleans that served no purpose and they remained on T’betertk to fend for themselves. The Tyroleans left behind on T’betertk were not too intelligent and they habitually grunted and groaned when trying to communicate but somehow they managed to get by and survived with the skills they were breaded into them. The other half of the “smarter ones” became the slaves to these “Gods” and it would not have the courage oppose them because they alleged for hundreds of year, that these other-worlders were “GODS” and their duties as Tyroleans was to serve them. Eventually after many hundreds of years had went by a Tyrolean by the name of Mutcar came along. He was one of the strongest Tyroleans born on Darkeith and had become somewhat a name for himself. The “Gods” began to admire Mutcar due to his strength and stamina and before long for the “Gods” amusement they invented small fights to test the strengths of Tyrolean warriors with Tyrolean versus Tyrolean fights but there was no Tyrolean that defeat Mutcar and many stopped volunteering. Thus caused the great alien monster fights. It was forbidden that all Tyroleans learn the language of reading and writing and how to communicate their though these forms but Mutcar was born with an intelligence and he longed to fill his head that of course followed


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curiosity and despite all of his warnings by his fellow Tyrolean brothers, it was Mutcar’s curiosity. Later on one night, Mutcar escaped his slave work and ran through the valley to the west that was off limits. The “Gods” told them that no mortals were allowed and so when the coast was clean, Mutcar tossed his tools aside and made his way through the hills and over the forbidden valleys. Mutcar traveled to the areas were all the Tyroleans were forbidden. Over the rocks and valleys were the God’s dwell. After a day’s journey, Mutcar though exhausted and hungry found his way inside cavern that seemed off. Playing around a bit, Mutcar learned that these fake rocks by studying the lining of the valley and he was able to develop some kind of a entrance inside the fake caverns and inside the center of a large mountain cave that was nothing more than a decoy. Inside was a passageway into vicinity that was filled with mainly vastly sophisticated and highly complex technology that he had ever seen. Mutcar also learned that the Perpetuals were not “GODs” but they were just a bunch of race of aliens that were far more superior then the Tyroleans. Mutcar was so fuming mad but he would have to wait for revenge until later. Mutcar could now hear the thundering sounds of the power “GOD’ that called himself Pecius walking into the alien laborary. Pecius sat down at large throne and hooked himself up to some kind of machine as more than a few of these computer monitors came down showing various parts of Darkeith where the Tyroleans were working as slaves. It was Mutcar that learned that the world of Darkeith was an early harvest pit for the original format used by the “Gold Bugs” called Gold-Dust. (The universal energy source and the Tyroleans were being tricked into mining the stuff for this alien race that presented itself as Gods.). Mutcar studied the machine that Pecius was hooked up to; it was directly pumping the gold dust into some kind of radioactive machine that was being fed through a machine that was turning the dust into a radioactive form that gave Pecius his massive “God-like” powers and form. Mutcar snuck over to the machine, he noticed that the device was being fed through a series of conduits that ran back through the chair. He figured out where the lever was a level adjustment that kept the stuff flowing through Pecius chair along with the radioactive machine that altered the innocent Gold Dust. So using the wit he was born with, Mutcar pulled the lever as high as it would go. The machines kicked into over drive and all of a sudden, Pecius body jerked and lurched around. The so called “GOD” was trying to free himself but the large doses of the powerful gold dust kept him paralyzed until the chair began to vibrate. Mutcar ran back for the way he came in trying to get away but it was too late. The radioactive concoction of gold dust and radioactive machines caused Pecius’s body to literally explode. Mutcar’s body was covered in blood, guts, and whatever insides that came from Pecius’s. Mutcar was in a lot of pain as he could feel the chemicals eating away at his body and his bones literally ripping through his skin as his body began to grow in size. Mutcar was in so much pain he crawled down a hatch in the strange area of high tech rooms. He maneuvered through the middle floor and he went to step up on the steel mesh stair case and he literally ripped through the thin metal and fell several stories and he fell about 20 feet and crashed at the bottom of darkness.. Mutcar tried to sit up but all he could feel was pain and nothing but darkness around him and eventually he blacked out. That day Mutcar died but three days later he awakened and he was at the bottom of what appeared to be a waste chamber that was filled with garbage. The radiation had turned the former Tyrolean into a misfit of mutilation and it wouldn’t be long before the tables were to be turned on these so called gods as their new savior who referred to himself as the Ankylosaur after chasing the aliens away and using their base to download their data and learn about what was happening to him. Ankylosaur spent weeks inside their makeshift lab that was some kind of flying ship left behind with enough information to learn that the Tyrolean race was nothing but slaves to these Perpetuals. So Ankylosaur made sure that his Tyrolean brothers would prepare for their return and give them just enough of the gold dust that was harvested to help the Tyroleans become warriors and train under the guidance of their new leader. The news spread fast back on T’betertk that they were free of Pecius and they had a new leader that wants to stand with them and train the Tyroleans as warriors and for the next one thousand years went by as the planet Darkeith became a battle ground where Ankylosaur took the new Tyrolean armies there to battle the new challenger of Darkeith Gor.


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Now finally today on the original planet T’betertk the one and only Ankylosaur has returned to his home world after a long and endless fused with Gor, his opposing enemy who he believed was the last of the Perpetual race. Now of the biggest ships ever seen by some of these Tyrolean eyes cheered as it descending from the firmament and coming to a rest on one of the biggest landing- ports ever accumulated for any ship.

The cries and screams of sovereignty and the end of a war through the millions of Tyroleans who were no longer pitiable looking creatures that grunted and growled over thousands of years ago. They all had evolved into a physically powerful martial power. Some of the Tyroleans that had joined the side of Gor had been rounded up and executed for their crimes against Ankylosaur. There was still seven more ships off in the distance with rouge Tyroleans coming to the planet. The defectors were not getting off easy by being sent to the prison planet. These traitors were getting the full double-crossing conduct reprimand and it was not pleasurable. The stenches of the dead bodies of Gor’s army of militia lay headless in an in-close proximity dip to give the suggestion to the new arrivals where they were going to wind up. As the massive ship landed, the side panel underneath the ship connected to the transportation tube as Ankylosaur and his army of Tyroleans finally disembarked the ship after many weeks they had been away helping hunt down and kill Gor. It was finally over and now Ankylosaur was finally the one and only power in that galaxy and many knew he wanted a few things on his list. Over and over the Tyroleans screamed the names of their brave warrior heroes that were coming down and around the long steps that lead from the bottom of their starship. Ankylosaur stepped up an exceptionally outsized set of a chiseled rock boulder staircase and up to a large terrace and with his long, bone tail that has smashed through sides of ships that trailed behind him. He in conclusion stood out, all nearly nine foot seven inches and weighing around five hundred and some lbs of solid spiky rock-granite and faced the hundreds of thousands of people that have come to see their brave heroes as a smile came to his wicked face. “Tonight we celebrate!” Ankylosaur shouted through the amplified voice speaker, “For many years I have been battling that green nuisance on that planet that gave us only pain and misery. In the final hours of Darkeith as a reminder of what we were! T’betertk is the reminder of what we are! We are better and stronger and with our number one enemy out of the way there is nothing nobody can do! We are the new militia! Death to all who oppose! Free the traitors!” The two small cargo ships were parked side by side. When they opened the side of the giant wall that was between the small cargo ships and the freedom of four hundred Tyroleans. You could see their eyes lit up when the metal wall lifted and weak with hunger, tired and with no hope they all went running for what they thought was a wooded area only to find the scenery was a hologram and waiting on the other side of the hologram was about a thousand armed Tyrolean militia members holding their bladed energy cannons.


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The militia of Ankylosaur was on the traitors, slashing cutting and blowing apart the turncoat, their bodies hit the ground, missing limbs, holes through their chests, their heads being decapitated. It was not long before Ankylosaur looked out as his warriors as they were kicking the corpses of the Tyrolean’s that served in Gor. Now Ankylosaur was home and the war has begun

Much later on the other side of the universe at the mansion that was owned by Benson Clark that was known as the Crusader’s Headquarters. The current members had just received word that Benson Clark suffered a massive heart attack while in his coma. The team is taking it really hard and everyone is present from past to previous members with the exception of Cosmicman who is on the other side of the universe in Gor’s super sized star ship. This time, the snow had returned to Bradford City, New York and the Crusader’s Mansion was a victim of the heavy snow fall the night before. Inside, Mr. Scott had prepared delicacies of finger foods for the many Crusaders that had showed up to the mansion to pay their respects to their fallen comrade. Many knew that Benson Clark was the secret armored super hero known as the Metalloid. Many others knew Benson Clark as the multi-billionaire that funded the Crusaders and provided the hardware for the super hero Metalloid. Lloyd Ellington who was Benson Clark’s assistant and “right hand guy” was temporarily in charge of things but now once again Lloyd Ellington controlled all the company’s profits as well as the Mansion that was willed in his name in case of an accident or anything. Benson Clark was extremely worried that STEEL would try something and maybe pull the rug under Lloyd hoping that this time everything would default into their control. Even the appearance of STEEL Commander Steve Elenor made a few people a little curious about his appearance since he was never a member but little did they know that he was invited by the Brain. Mr. Scott kept ushering Crusaders into the enormous living room quarters were all of the large buffet tables had been set up by him all morning. As soon as Mr. Scott heard about his former employer he knew that the Crusader’s mansion was going to be filled with just about everybody on the card from A-Z. “Mr. Scott,” Mighty Woman said, “you sure know how to keep a ton of people feel welcomed in a time like this. I can’t even imagine what it is going to be like without him.” “Trust me Miss Howard,” Mr. Scott said, “I remember helping that boy off to little league when his father was too busy to do anything for the lad. Little Ben was such a go-getter. Look around at all these people he has influenced a generation of people who are standing in this giant house because Mr. Clark refused to let the Crusader’s whereabouts be publicity known.” “Ha! Ha!” Mighty Woman laughed, “Yes, I recall the short-lived headquarters that was right down town across the street from Benson Clark’s business. Every criminal in the city was trying to break in and do stuff. I wasn’t only around for a few early missions but that was such an odd place. Out here in the country in the thick of these snow covered woods is so nice out here.” “Except when one must shovel the path way from the thick snow,” Mr. Scott laughed. “You shoveled that whole driveway? Good lord!” Mighty Woman explained.


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“I believe Mr. Scott is pulling a fast one on you,” the android super hero named Xenon replied as he was walking past them into the living room, “My methods of snow removal take less than five minutes of my time.” Mighty Woman laughed and walked into the living room area. She met her eyes with her current boyfriend Warlord. They had not seen each other in weeks due to their busy schedule and so the two reunited in a romantic hug. “I’ve missed you a lot Janet,” Warlord said, “How is Florida?” “I love it!” Mighty Woman said, “I get to be myself and model bikini wear. It’s nice to be myself and kick back and be human again. The photographers are nice and the coaches are wonderful. With the exception of a few snarky models I love the Florida shoot. Next week we are all invited on a big Yacht. If you are around can you come as my date?” “Janet that sounds like an ideal get away,” Warlord said, “but I have responsibilities as the chair person here. Plus we are in the middle of something here that may keep me here. If nothing is seriously going down next week I may be able to slip out of my red, white and blue for a nice suit but I can’t promise you any miracles.” “The life of a super hero,” Mighty Woman smiled, “I have to make money the Crusader’s checks are nice but my modeling pays way more.” “I understand,” Warlord said, “If you can excuse me I need to talk to everyone.” “Where is Cosmicman?” asked Mighty Woman. “I’ll get to that,” Warlord said. “Warlord is here,” Stargazer was speaking to Lloyd Ellington, “Hopefully he’ll have some things to say to us all to make the moment a little better.” “I am so confused right now Stargazer,” Lloyd said, “I knew I was sealing my fate when I quit my job as Police Commissioner. Now I have to make a choice about Clark Enterprises and it’s going to be a big one.” “Well you do the right thing Lloyd,” Stargazer said, “The Crusaders are with you.”

“OK!” Warlord said as he stood up front and got everyone’s attention. If I could direct everyone’s attention to me...OK....thank you. First things first, the tragic news of our beloved friend and member Benson Clark. We have been losing a lot of heroes lately and normally I would say it comes with the business but I am starting to look at it like this. There are not a lot of men and women who have powers like us. They get up and put on costumes and try to make the world a better place to live in. That is what we have been doing since the early days of the Crusaders were put together by Cosmicman, the Brain, Captain Wonder, Electroman, Thor, White Tornado oh and....Julie. How could we forget Julie? Now today, there has been at least fifty heroes walk through the door as members and reserves. We’ve lost great heroes like Huntsman, Blue Lightning, Doctor Pulsaar, Herman Danvers, Julie Maret, and Bill Elenor and now we light a candle to commemorate or friend Benson Clark who had passed away after he was in a coma for nearly a month. With these words I would like to quote an author named Mark Twain...” (As Warlord goes into another ten minutes of his speech, we take you to another segment in the Crusader’s storyline that involves a situation that is lastly getting some closure but we don’t plan to continue too long on this plot. As writers we are just finishing out what had transpired before.) In the intervening time, Captain Wonder had stepped out into the lounge area of the mansion was there with his “secret” Crusader’s team he works with on private missions. Standing next to him was Mighty Man, Patriot and his wife who decided to use the code-name Electrawoman. She also decided not to tell anybody about her recent super speed energy reformation where she bonded with her counter part of this Earth and now here and the original Crusader Julie aka the Electra’s speed powers formed them into one


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person. Electrawoman had no idea when she traveled at super speed and broke through the sound barrier she got in touch and accidentally bonded with a person that was supposed to be dead but for some reason that person was reduced to an estranged energy form. Unknowing to Electrawoman that person was her counter part of Earth One (the main Earth) and through reaching out she found out that person’s intelligence and personality was still intact. Electrawoman was trying to make it to Earth one since her Earth (Earth 20) was being destroyed by the villainous Monarch. So when the various alternate Earth’s tried to naturally correct all of the things done since the Monarch tried to crush the multiple earths by having them crash into each other. The Monarch of course botched everything and was defeated by a large group of super heroes on this Earth (Earth One) and the universes went back to normal. (Or it tried.) Since Julie (Electra from Earth one) used her super speed to power a time/vortex machine that was designed to alter beta energy and keep the multiple Earths from slamming into eachother. Julie (Electra) succeeded and saved the day (and all the alternate Earths except Earth 20 which was destroyed) as she literally evaporated into a blur of energy that was supposed to be collected up into vortex of oblivion with the left over anti-matter but due to the fact this happened outside of the natural working order of time and space, Julie (Electra) was reformed with Electrawoman (Earth 20) as she was trying to save herself from being destroyed with Earth 20 When Julie Grey (Electrawoman) came over to this Earth (Earth one) to find her husband Ron Grey who survived the transfer between Earths (another survival story with no time to explain but you can look back in the final issues of STEEL); Julie Grey had consciously discovered that the two counter parts Julie (Electra) and Julie Gray (Electrawoman) were molded into one character who retained both sets so of memories and lives and all though Julie Grey believes she is the young girl married to Ron Grey (The Patriot) she started to discover she had no more feelings for him and she could feel various emotions in the Crusader’s Mansion. As for now she wanted to tell everybody that she was back but it was kind of a bad time since she walked into the mansion and just found out Benson Clark was dead. The only person who knows the truth about Julie Grey’s formation is Captain Wonder (and now the others in the longue area) and Captain Wonder advised her to remain silent. Too many people were at a loss with Julie (Electra) died and he didn’t think many would accept her as “back” but “not really” kind of story. “Julie I know you have wanted to tell everyone that you are alive for some time,” Captain Wonder whispered in her ear, “But maybe we can wait until after this talk of Benson Clark is over?” “The same thing happened with Dragon Master,” Electrawoman whispered back “We have somehow bonded with our counter parts of this Earth. Now we are in these young bodies and my brain is all scrambled with two separate women’s lives in my head.” “You know we don’t have to whisper,” Patriot said, “All I know is that you were turned to energy when our Earth was destroyed and we came over to this Earth! I am here and I am one hundred percent in the flesh. They guy that is me on this world is dead. No harm, no fowl. If his dead body jumps up and tries to bond with me it’s on!” “That is not going to happen you silly ass!” Electrawoman laughed. “OK,” Mightyman said, “I want to add my two cents. Julie, I think you are still the same person. What I mean by that is you are the woman that is married to this ham head over here that is wrapped up in an American Flag. I think maybe you have crossed into some unexplained anomaly when you broke through the velocity field. I was here when that lady died saving the world and she was literally cooked alive and used every bit of super speed to keep the universes from colliding and leaving that nasty villain Monarch without a plan.” “For once Mightyman I agree,” Captain Wonder said, “After all of this we will contact the Sorceress. She is a good friend of mine and she will help you Electrawoman. The two lives and sets of memories that are in your head were caused by your accidental rupturing of the velocity field. You girl need to slow


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down and brace yourself. It is going to take awhile to get used to this Earth. We have bigger fish to fry and we are not getting those things done hiding away in this longue area talking.” “You ever notice how gray and white it is in here?” asked Electrawoman “Yes,” Patriot said, “I think my mansion needs a longue.” “Ron please don’t go with the gray and white looks,” Electrawoman said, “It looks like shit.” “Oh that’s nice,” Patriot said as he lifted his mask a bit and the two kissed. “Get a God damn room!” Mightyman said as he put his hands on his hips in disgust. “I’m going to waltz back into the living room area,” Captain Wonder said, “I’m still a main member. So I need to float back in there and make eye contact for the moment. Warlord makes these long speeches and I am sad about Benson Clark but Cosmicman is top priority.” “Please Cap,” Mighty Man said, “I am begging you not to try the blind teleportation trick. Trying to guess where Cosmicman is can be tricky, especially when he could be anywhere in space. Then you are going to try and use your magic cloak and teleport to him without having a clue where he is. I am the only man who knows and can feel my friend out there. I am going to have to gather my senses and concentrate.” “It is suicide!” Patriot exclaimed. “It has to be better then sharing the same body with a dead woman who partially controls my thoughts!” Electrawoman added. “We’re going to drop this,” Captain Wonder said, “After we leave this room. All of this talk about Julie Maret Andrews is forgotten!” “Easy for you to say,” Electrawoman said as she stepped out into the hallway first and standing there with his arms folded against the wall talking to an old member named Blastro happened to be a the other king of super speed, “Pulsaar.” Pulsaar was the Grandson of the late Doctor Pulsaar. All though his Grandfather had all of these incredible abilities to be able to transform himself into various energy sources like light, heat, gamma rays, radio waves...etc. To make a long story short, Alex did not inherit anything through his genetics by the ability to move a super speed. He has mentioned in his crusader’s logs that he almost cracked trough the velocity field and he came out the other side with third degree burns and his costume in shreds. That explains his latest upgraded white and black uniform that is an upgrade of supersonic polymorph material that is design with strength molecules. “Captain Wonder!” Pulsaar said with a smile, “It has been awhile. Such sad circumstances we have gathered across the globe. My wife wanted to come but she’s been working at the hospital.” “Thank you for coming,” Captain Wonder said, “I have heard about your new job STEEL has you doing by running medical packs to soldiers and evacuating most of them from combat. You have done well my friend.” “Benson Clark gave me my break as a super hero,” Pulsaar said, “Most people weren’t even giving me a second look. I am not my Grandfather but somehow I made it to the Crusaders for the time I was needed. Someday I’ll be back aboard when they need a speedster.” “I believe we have another speedster here Blastro said, “A girl in an Electra costume must be somebody would fast speeds.” “Why don’t you go make some co-co?” Patriot butted in as he was trying to protect his wife from Blastro’s odd comments “Come on,” Mighty Man said, “let’s squeeze back into that room and listen to the rest of Warlord’s speech.”


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“Good luck finding a space in there,” Blastro said, “I just got here. Every Tom, Dick and Harry is in there. There is no way we can find a spot now.” “Yeah even the sexy White Tigeress is in there,” Pulsaar said with a smile. “Keep dreaming Alex,” Blastro laughed, “She would never give the time of day. She’d probably chop your balls off.” “Ouch that is a bit harsh fellas,” Electrawoman said, “I don’t think she is that mean. She used to date Benson Clark you know?” “How would you know that?” asked Blastro, “What are you about twenty-three?” “I pay attention to things,” Electrawoman said. “Hey has anyone seen Cosmicman?” asked Pulsaar. “He’s on an important mission,” Captain Wonder added, “This whole trimming with Benson has things up in Shambles.” “Maybe we can help him?” asked Pulsaar. “Long story,” Captain Wonder said, “Someone is knocking at the front door. I will get it.” “I told you that everyone is coming from all over,” Pulsaar laughed, “We even got that stretchy Octopus man hanging from the back of the couch and door rest. Benson will be missed and I still cannot believe this is happening.” Then the front door opened and Spacehawk walked in with Microman. Microman had been on a vacation in South America and just returned. Spacehawk was trying to make his way to the living room but when he got near Blastro he noticed that there was no way around him. “There must be fifty people packed in there,” Spacehawk said. “Take a number,” Mighty Man laughed. “Where is Cosmicman?” asked Spacehawk. “That’s the fifty million dollar question today isn’t it?” asked Pulsaar. “Hey, I am sorry about this guys but this is where I have to take advantage of my super hero powers,” Microman said, “It was nice knowing you all but I can’t hear all the way back here.” Microman shrunk down to 6 inches in height and flew up next to Spacehawk’s face and waved goodbye. Then he flew into the room and vanished into the sea of brightly colored super hero heads, masks and what not. “Well it was nice meeting you,” Electrawoman laughed. “Who might you be?” asked Spacehawk. Electrawoman realized that this was Electra’s husband. She could feel the flooding of memories race back into her head and all of the emotions but she was able to shit them off and with what knowledge she had she tried to contain it.” “The name is Electrawoman. I’ve been working with Captain Wonder. He has been working me into the Crusaders, showing me the ropes. You must be that guy called Spacehawk that I hear so much about.” “Y-You...” Spacehawk said, “Your voice....you are her.” “I’m what?” asked Electrawoman. “Come closer,” Spacehawk said, “I-I....you are my Julie.” “No,” Electrawoman said, “I think it is time for me to go.” “Wait,” Spacehawk said as he went to grab Electrawoman’s arm but her super speed made it impossible for him to snag her. Patriot stepped in front of Spacehawk.


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“Hey blue chicken man,” Patriot said, “That’s my wife. Just because she’s carrying on the mantle does not make her your wife.” “I can see her eyes,” Spacehawk said, “you cannot tell me any different.” Electrawoman stepped outside and Captain Wonder teleported outside to cut her off as she was about to take off at super speed. “Bad mistake for me coming here,” Electrawoman said. “You had to confirm who you were,” Captain Wonder said, “you know who you are and you have to make a choice.” “He saw my eyes,” Electrawoman said, “My mask covers my eyes. What the hell is he talking about?” “Reach into your heart Julie,” Captain Wonder said, “It is up to you where you go with this. You had the opportunity to be somebody new but you choice the whole new Electrawoman outfit persona.” “Wait!” Spacehawk said as he came running outside, “I am so sorry! I got carried away. I forgot the whole Earth 20 thing. I knew that there was a.....well, can we start over?” “It’s OK Spacehawk,” Electrawoman said, “I should have just changed my name or...” “You are who you are,” Spacehawk said, “I had no right. I wish I could how much I loved my wife. She gave her life to save this planet. All those people that died on Earth 20 and if anyone survived my heart is overjoyed for anyone who made it over here. My wife was a brave she looked into the face of death and did not think of anyone but saving humanity. She ran her super speed powers through the velocity barriers and did things that I would have never have the courage to do. You being here is a living testament and somebody to carry on my wife’s legacy. The name lives on through you and I hope you wear that mantle well.” “I’ll do my best,” Electrawoman smiled. “OK Captain Wonder,” Spacehawk said, “There are way too many super heroes inside the mansion. Standing outside here in the snow is way much better comfort for me. I happened to read the files about Gor’s starship that was near Callisto. I also know who those people Cosmicman mentioned in the messages back to Earth. I do know who Gladiator is and my previous encounters with him have been pleasant. Is brothers Günter and Turian are bastards.” “Please elaborate,” Captain Wonder said. “The late Gor the evil tyrant of the solar system is from a family of aliens called Perpetuals,” Spacehawk said, “I have recently learned all this information while I came across a man named Defer who is a part of the Cordon refugees. Gor’s father was an evil bastard by the name of Pecius. The legend goes in the early days of the Tyrolean race; Pecius went around the universe with all of his technology and abilities and false presented himself as a GOD of some sort. He enslaved the Tyroleans for many years and made them into slaves and with his trickery forced them into mining their planet to create the early stages of Gold Dust.” “You mean the stuff that the Gold Bugs created as a power source?” Asked Captain Wonder. “Correct,” Spacehawk said, “Fast forward thousands of years later, Ankylosaur comes into the picture. He slaughters Pecius, frees his Tyroleans from Pecius’s reign and takes his new armies to all the places where Pecius’s reigned and freed them all. Ankylosaur becomes the savior of the Tyrolean race but of course there are still hordes of Tyroleans that fear the wrath of the Gods. Some Tyroleans as stupid as they are remain loyal to Pecius and the Gods and thus the son of Pecius steps into his title as ruler of and soon Gor the son of Pecius resizes and the legendary war between Ankylosaur and Gor began for centuries to come.” “OK,” Captain Wonder said, “What do you know about Cosmicman?” “Many good sources of mine have told me about Mount Infernal on the Prison Planet,” Spacehawk said, “Gor was taken there after he was defeated after Anklyosaur’s armies united with thousands of other alien races that Gor’s army controlled and slaughtered. Gor was defeated and dragged to the prison planet and thrown into Mount Infernal where he was burned alive.” “OK now tell me about Gor’s family,” Captain Wonder said with a look of puzzlement on his face. “Well to make a long story short, Gor’s star ship is one of the most powerful ships in the galaxy,” Spacehawk said, “I have seen armies of my own people retreat with their lives after trying to take that powerful ship down. Gor’s ship is legendary and the only reason Gor was removed from his starship after he arranged a meeting with Ankylosaur about taking down various alien races that were planning to take


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Darkeith. Little did Gor known he was being set up and he barely made it off Darkeith alive. The fact he is now dead and his super starship was found in our galaxy is bizarre. The Perpetual families of Gors that have his ship are only going to do one thing and if they are in this galaxy we had better find that ship and hope Cosmicman is still alive.” “I read you,” Captain Wonder said, “I can get us there but it will be tricky. I can try and locate Cosmicman and teleport... “Cap,” Spacehawk shook his head, “I know you don’t live in the dark ages of stupidity. Don’t you remember one of the main reasons why I was gone from the Crusader’s roster for awhile?” “You had gathered up several Cordon survivors from your home world,” Captain Wonder said, “Even though your planet was destroyed but what you believe was the cause and effect of the war between Ankylosaur as a warning that he is powerful and my people fear him. Even the Stargazers all fear him because he has the one weakness that can drain them dry. The bodies of a Stargazer are rebuilt from raw radiation but their bodies are so tough it seals the radiation inside them with their special pollution suits. Ankylosaur has been known to kill them because of the radiation that Ankylosaur must feed on to live. A Stargazer is the perfect weapons bring out that bastard.” “We have two of them,” Captain Wonder said, “Well Debi is in the house and if she knew there was a possibility to find Ankylosaur she would jump at the chance. After that entire monster killed tons of Stargazers and slaughtered a bunch of her people. As much as I would like to....” “As for your little trick when it comes to teleportation to Cosmicman,” Spacehawk said, “You don’t have to risk your life. Back on the new Colony of Cordon I have a large starship that I use to charter many of my people from all over to new colony. Right now I have the simple Small M. Class ship that can get us to the colony to use the large starship, we will find it.” “Cosmicman could be a hostage or he could be inside of it!” Captain Wonder said, “I am going inside to have some words with many of the Crusaders.” “I do owe Cosmicman my life,” Spacehawk said, “He went out of his way to prove I was alive and trapped in a chunk of ice that Gor had as a trophy and people like that !” “I will return once I have the smaller ship,” Spacehawk said, “Chose five strong Crusaders. We must not make haste Captain!” “Of course not!” Captain Wonder said as he spun his scarlet cloak around himself and vanished into thin air. Meanwhile across the universe somewhere unknown Cosmicman awakens and he is sleeping on a large flat cot-like surface. It has been a couple of days since he had been aboard the former ship of his former nemesis known as Gor. A few occasions Cosmicman wanted to leave the giant and in some cases the ship felt almost alive but when he would go to leave he had no idea where he was going. He knew that something was going down with this starship and the remaining family members of Gor along with the strange aliens that were aboard the ship. The only person who had his head screwed on right seemed to be the one called the Gladiator. Cosmicman could tell the man was pretty smart and had some super strength and he was very tough. The man known as Gladiator, Cosmicman had decided he needed to get him alone to talk to him. The Tyrolean known as Tsiat admitted he was a part of Gor’s regime of aliens. After the battle that took place near Mount Infernal it was Tsiat along with several other Tyroleans that had taken the ship and fled. Tsiat claimed he had no idea what was going on because he was wounded. Fortunately Tsiat was not wounded badly for a machine aboard Gor’s ship to do small medical procedures that were able o slice his hard skin open and repair the damage. Tsiat claimed had had been unconscious for at least a week and when he awoke the whole ship was abandoned and in route to some place in the Milky Way galaxy and had run out of power and he had been sitting there for three days until Cosmicman arrived. Finally Cosmicman had found Gladiator alone down by a back area of conduits that held together the electrical systems that he seemed to be double ensuring they were still in working order.


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“Gladiator,” Cosmicman said, “Would you mind if I had a small word with you? “Sure thing Cosmicman,” Gladiator said as he scanned the conduits with some sort of small apparatus to make sure everything was running accordingly. “I am not getting anywhere with anybody when it comes to straight answers,” Cosmicman said, “You seem to be the only one that has his head on straight. Now, I am not being rude but I am curious where this ship is going and why am I and Tsiat being dragged along for the ride?” “Tsiat is a prisoner of war,” Gladiator said, “He could be one of Anklyosaur’s people and we would never know until we get him back to our home world. We live inside a giant moon that is called Coronus, to make a long story short our original world was destroyed by a brutal war that nearly wiped out our existence but our people found this moon that was several light years away and it was orbiting a planet that provided us the perfect opportunity to exist inside this large moon. What we didn’t expect was our supreme scientists over the years conducted a powerful computer system called Gregory. They fed data into Gregory and that machine would adapt and learn with all of us. Our population grew big from a hundred and some people to nearly thousands and we took advantage of Gregory’s growing computer that helped us to adapt to life inside the moon of Coronus. I was born into the arms of a beautiful woman named Sade and my father was a brilliant scientist named Avaya.” “So, Avaya is the father of all of you and Gor?” asked Cosmicman. “No,” Gladiator said, “My father was always trying to find ways to get us out of Coronus and back onto a real world. He had plans for this world in the Milky Way Galaxy which you are from called Earth. The only difference is the fact that we are Perpetuals, meaning we live like one thousand and some years compared to your human lives that are maybe eighty some years tops. With a thousand some Perpetuals coming to live on Earth it did not seem plausible. There were many of our people that had the idea to look elsewhere and some even though of humans as lesser beings because of their short life span and suggested we kill you and take your world. Thus none of this ever happened because my father destroyed the telescope files that lead to the direction of Earth, of course weeks later my father became mysteriously ill and died.” “So how did you and Gor become brothers?” asked Cosmicman. “Many years later my mother was advice of the high counsel and she married the one known as Pecius. He was a hideous beast but a strong warrior of the Perpetuals and looked up to by many. My mother being of great wealth and power and being married to this Pecius joined a union and kept the world strong again along with Gregory they developed a mischievous computer system that made many feeble races believe that Pecius and the Perpetuals were Gods and that monster ate it up like candy.” “I am sorry about this entire Gladiator,” Cosmicman said, “But the time lines do not match up. I remember earlier someone said Pecius’s reign was about somewhere around the time of Earth time of 2133 (B.C.). Which if your life span is only a thousand years, you would be long dead by now.” “Well that’s when Gregory got more creative,” Gladiator said, “With the new worlds for some Perpetuels to exist as GODs. It was the advanced computer that found the genetic code that would allow us Perpetuels finally become the name that we took. Before our race was just called the Indagorics but after the new gene that Gregory developed we became Perpetuels and never could die. The only side affect was our women could not bear any new children but our race would be forever and we would never die. It got boring at first but doing Gor’s bidding I became something else. I have never been one for evil and again.” “Thank you for being honest with me Gladiator,” Cosmicman said, “If I get the chance I will get you out of this mess. Right now I will sit back and let your men do all what needs to be done. I am a man with pretty good resources. I will get out of wherever here is and leave peacefully. If Tsiat is harmed without a


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fair hearing then they will feel my full fury. So, you are good at what you do Gladiator and let’s get out of this mess the most peaceful as we can.” “I could not agree more Cal’dor,” Gladiator said with a smile. North of Bradford City, New York later in the night around twenty-five thousand miles orbiting the planet Earth the space station is the highly advanced Government Space station-head quarters specifically designed for the secret Government organization STEEL. Even the way the space station is designed you can’t help notice the craftsmanship of Benson Clark’s input. After the long day at the Crusader’s Mansion things were not easy as Mr. Scott counted at least fifty some heads that came to pay their respects. Everything concluded abruptly when Avis Longorov made an appearance and some people/heroes were upset that he was there. Though he has denied being the latest Lord X but Avis claimed he was innocent and he just wanted to pay his respects to his good friend Benson Clark. Lloyd Ellington had everything back at Clark Enterprises changed all of the pass codes, numbers and anything he could think of. Benson Clark was gone now but Lloyd Ellington has agreed that he has to carry on the legacy and he was not going to continue on as the “Black Bomber”...the Crusaders and the world needed a “Metalloid” and so once again as Spacehawk, the Brain, Captain Wonder, Golden Beetle, Stargazer, Dragon Master and Steve Elenor were meeting in his office that was on the higher floor. “What the heck happened to Warlord meeting us here?” asked Spacehawk, “he was dead set about trying to find Cosmicman and hopefully tracking down that ship!” “Warlord was needed back in Afghanistan!” Steve said, “Mighty Woman is back in Florida doing her photo shoot and so I am just happy we all had got together for this mission.” “This isn’t a skip in the park!” Spacehawk yelled, “If Warlord is going to be shipped off to private and undisclosed missions in Afghanistan then I vote him off the Crusaders and call for a new chair person!” “We can’t make a legit Crusader’s meeting without any of the current members of the roster,” the Brian added, “Lets just fly to the Cordon colony and get the large starship and head out looking for that ship. We can’t seem to miss it! It’s like the size of a planet!” “Let me patch into that satellite on top of this space station,” Golden Beetle said, “There are still thousands of Gold Bugs out there. We can have them helping us.” “No Beetle,” Stargazer said, “I thought about doing the same thing with all the Stargazers but our little minor crisis is not a major concern for all of the various bugs and stargazers all over the galaxy. It was a well though idea bug-head but it’s just you and me again and the Crusaders. We will figure this entire out, ok?” “OK,” Golden Beetle said, “only if I get to sit by you on the ride in Spacehawk’s shiny blue truck.” “Someone is signaling the transporters,” Steve said as he adjusting his communicator device. They are using Crusader’s star codes with A plus security. There is only one man who has that type of clearance.” “Who are you talking about?” asked Captain Wonder, “Thor?” “Thor’s retired from hanging with bozo idiots like us,” Golden Beetle joked.


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The closed doors at the end of the hallways of the large board room inside the meeting room seemed like eternity for them to open. Everyone watched Commander Steve Elenor’s eyes and his hand on his hip as the main doors opened up to slowly reveal the inactive Crusader member, Metalloid. “Metalloid back on active duty,” Metalloid said, “We have a plan in devise yet? Have we tried to reach Cosmicman’s communicator? Why are there no files being shared with Clark’s main terminals so I am up to date with the information?” “If Avis Longorov is under that armor I will break you so bad,” Stargazer said. “Avis Longorov has been locked out of the systems,” Metalloid said, “I am Metalloid. I have been Metalloid and now I am Metalloid. Commander Steve Elenor please tell them that my Metalloid codes have checked out. I am who I said I am.” “I thought Benson Clark was Metalloid?” asked Golden Beetle. “Nope,” Metalloid said, “Not even close.” “Ok whatever,” Dragon Master said, “Now that we’ve patted each other on our backs for the last hour while floating around the Earth. Can we hooked up to that satellite and look for Cosmicman because I am personally getting anxious wondering if one of my good friends is dead and why Gor’s super star ship turned up. Last I read about that monster he was executed on that prison world.” “I agree with Dragon Master,��� Stargazer said, “We are wasting time. We all here in under five minutes. I say Spacehawk heads to new Cordon, picks up the big starship, comes back and grabs us and we should at least have that satellite out there picking up large, fast moving spaceships.” “I’ll get right to work positioning the satellite on the roof of the building,” Metalloid said. “You need my help?” asked Golden Beetle. “Not unless you have magnetic boots,” Metalloid said, “Everyone stay put.” “Um,” Stargazer said, “Warlord is out. We need to elect an emergency chairperson. We all can’t be shouting out calls like this.” “I elect Stargazer,” Golden Beetle laughed. “I think the only obvious person is Spacehawk,” the Brain said, “His record as past chair person shows his record that he has handled the Crusader’s quite well.” “OK,” Spacehawk said looking around the room, “Anyone object?” “Yeah how about the vote from acting members Xenon and White Tornado?” asked Captain Wonder. “They are back at the mansion cleaning up after fifty some super heroes that came to listen our former chair person member who is never there give some speech that sounded like a bad James Taylor song.” Golden Beetle replied. “Yes, that was overdone way too much,” Metalloid said. “Who the hell are you?” asked Stargazer. “I am Metalloid for the last damn time!” Metalloid said in anger, “Enough!” Spacehawk shouted, “Everyone take a seat at the conference table! Metalloid goto the roof to adjust the satellite. There will no more arguing unless it has a meaningful addition! I am leaving. When I come back I will have the big star ship from Cordon, Don’t touch a damn thing!” Spacehawk exited the sliding doors, they closed quickly behind them. “OK Crusaders,” Commander Steve said, “I’m going back to my STEEL business. Try not to wonder off or get your heads stuck in the guard rails of the steps. The spare quarters are on the third floor if any of you


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need to take any catnaps. Good luck to you and keep those God damn communicators on at all times. I’m flying blind with you if I cannot see what you are doing.” On the other side of the universe on the planet called T’betertk, Ankylosaur has been readjusting back to his home planet but has been noticing a lot of things that are not right. He has been running tests with one of the main scientists of the planet. His name is Magkru and for the longest time his science has been studying the planet and the surroundings and now he has finally for the attention of Ankylosaur himself who has employed Magkru as his assistant. Ankylosaur enters a large building with many windows. He is followed by his four armed guards where he walks toward the back of a room that is some kind of indoor garden. This area is where Magkru has developed an artificial environment about the size of a room to contain a certain amount of moisture, light and heat to keep extinct plant life alive for planetary studies. “Master Ankylosaur,” Magkru said, “It is an honor to see you.” “I am always having such great joy knowing you are studying and keeping our race alive,” Ankylosaur said, “Tell me what has trouble your intelligent and wise little head.” “Take a look of this last picture I have taken of T’betertk,” Magkru said, “I want you to take note at all of the brown areas and compare it to a picture I took of T’betertk about nearly ten years ago.”

“So what does all this mean?” asked Ankylosaur. “T’betertk is dying,” Magkru said, “We have maybe ten to fifteen years tops. If we do not relocate to another planet or we are going to die.” “Explain,” Ankylosaur said. “Our planet orbits the sun like any other planet but this is an old planet,” Magkru said, “our planet is moving closer and closer to the sun. We are dehydrating year by year and I predict within that ten to fifteen years our world will have little to no water. Ankylosaur we need a new world.” “I have one in mind,’ Ankylosaur, “Such a shame Darkeith is nothing but a toxic waste dump thanks to that bastard Gor. What we need to survive is various changes to a various class B planet. I know one not too far from here called Earth. We will slowly drop a gas that will eventually change the class B world to a more suitable Class G world for our race to live.” “Won’t that kill the inhabitants of that world?” asked Magkru. “Magkru,” Ankylosaur laughed, “If we went there now with our one million Tyroleans it would be crowded and the Oxygen on their Class B planet would eventually crystallize our lungs over the years. We have to kill the inhabitants for our own purposes. We need the world to be able to produce the radioactive energy that gives us our strength. Including the altered oxygen that will be changed go a more suitable type of air to breathe.” “If killing those aliens is our only chance to survive then it’s a do or die world master,” Magkru said. “So,” Ankylosaur said, “I need you and about ten of your best men to create one hundred containers of a gas that you know as Clyrohydrate. Then I need a giant tank about the size of one thousand metatarsi. I am sure you can come up with this in a week or so.” “How do you plan to unload one hundred containers which are about twenty feet standing in size,” Magkru said, “Somebody will see or notice them.”


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“Leave that to me,” Ankylosaur laughed, “The biggest trick is the container that needs to be dropped in the ocean. The Oxygen levels will began to change the instant the tank is opened into the salt water. The humans will then start dying as soon as the small containers began to dissipate into the oxygen. Give or take a week we should be able to move in.” “OK,” Magkru, “I’ll round up the materials. I need a small cargo ship here to get this up in the air. I will let you know what is going on.’ “I can always count on you,” Ankylosaur, “plus I need you to keep this between you me and of course my four soldiers over there but their allegiance are sworn to me and only me. Could that be the same for you?” “I am a scientist by nature and a soldier by my own personal request,” Magkru said with a smile. Back on Earth, returning to the Crusader’s Mansion on the outskirts of Bradford City, New York even in the early months of March the snow seems to still keep falling. Mr. Scott and several city workers are out front of the mansion and plowing the long driveway and shoveling the enormous snow drifts. Mr. Scott turns around and heads into the house after he begins to feel a bit light headed. He steps into the foyer and is greeted by what appears to be Alex (Pulsaar). He has a bunch of personal bags packed up and one of his friends (Barry/Microman) is helping him. “I think that is the last one,” Alex said to Barry as he carried the last big box down and out around to the back where there was a moving van that was loaded with a whole bunch of stuff that used to be in Alex’s room. “You are moving out of the mansion?” asked Mr. Scott to Alex. “Yes sir,” Alex said, “Sarah and I are moving to Vermont. She lives there with her parents. We have set a date and I am finally taking a job working as an assistant in a laboratory when she got a job full time.” “What will the Crusaders do without you?” Asked Mr. Scott, “you always had a way of making me laugh. Whenever I ran out of something in the kitchen you always ran super speeds and came back in under a minute.’ “I am pretty sure I will visit,” Alex said, “After all it will only take thirteen minutes from here to Vermont in under a minute.” “Well I know but as far as actually you being here as a member,” Mr. Scott said as he patted Alex on the shoulder. “I’m going to miss all the craziness but I have to put my nose to the grindstone after I got a serious job with my scholar and take things serious in the science field.” “You taking anything serious is a laugh,” Barry added as he came back in to grab a few more my bundles of clothes, “I’m taking your room. I wanted that room! It’s close to the sun and beautiful when the sun light comes in.” “So you will be were in Vermont?” asked Mr. Scott. “We’ll be working at the University in Vermont,” Alex said, “Dr. Jeremy McDonald has a science lab in a small portable classroom on the school premises where he has been working. He has been very successful with all the research and it will be like all of back together with Jason Carter working there also.” “Blastro is working at a college?” asked MR. Scott with a laugh. “Why not?” asked Alex, “He’s been quite the celebrity since the Crusader’s stint. Being on television back when Barry’s powers were going bonkers and the media was there and...”


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“Come Alex and shut up,” Barry said kind of pushing Alex to move faster “let’s move these clothes. I want to get my stuff back up into your room. That’s all I care about.” All of a sudden the sound of something metal crunching came from the back of the mansion. Mr. Scott, Alex, Barry and Xenon (who was in the living room fixing the flat screen television upon a request) all went out back and they could see a heap of metal with some kind of smoldering coming from it. “Stand back!” Barry said as she shrunk down to his Microman size and flew over to the crumbled metal. He used his super strength and ripped a piece off of what appeared to be what was left of a door. Alex zipped over there and they pulled a man out of there that was in some kind of black leathering wet suit. Right after Alex pulled the man out of the small flying ship that crashed it exploded just as Alex sat him down on the porch. “You save my life,” the man said. “No problem,” Alex said as he looked at the man and to his surprise it was Sealord. The former king of Atlantis. His real name is Lucian and last time we knew he was dead and his wife was in charge of the undersea world. “Wait a minute,” Microman said as he flew over to Sealord’s face, “You are supposed to be dead?” “I was recovering after battling Megalodon and Sea Devil,” Sealord said, “My wife had to put me into an underground recovery while she ruled Atlantis. We foresaw Atlantis being destroyed. There was a breakout there hours ago. My wife got me on my feet and said she was going to get help. Then there was an explosion and Sea Devil and his men came in there, I think Alir is dead. I mustered up enough strength to take one of these older ships to make it here...I am sorry about this whole thing. I am come here with my ship falling apart but I made it!” “This is kind of bad timing for you Alex,” Mr. Scott said, “But Xenon can you function under water?” “Of course I can,” Xenon said, “my body has been designed for combat under water. This is quite the bad time for all of this to come apart. The majority of the Crusaders are on a mission that perhaps involves Ankylosaur and several other things but we can spare some Crusaders that were here earlier at the memorial.” “Memorial?” asked Sealord, “Who has died?” “Oh my,” Mr. Scott said, “you do not know about Benson Clark? He was in an accident awhile back and slipped into a coma the other day and he passed.” “The news just keeps getting better and better,” Sealord said as he went to walk and he almost fell over. Xenon who has been trained with the human body held onto Sealord and he began to run his medical programming through his computer mind.” “I am not going to make that air plane to Vermont,” Alex said, “Thankfully I have super speed.’ “I hate to ask for help but when the explosion was detonated the ground broken open and I went to reach for her and like a vortex she went down,” Sealord said, “She was sucked down and I could do nothing in my state. I managed to get my father’s trident and it was the only thing that kept me awake.” “Come with me King Lucian,” Xenon said (King Lucian is Sealord’s real name) “I will prepare a saltwater tank with my programming. I should be able to get you up to full working force. We as Crusaders must put our personal lives on hold and take care of members in need. Alex, I sure hope your wife understands.” “She should,” Alex laughed, “I met her during a snow storm with a nine foot killer Yeti coming after u all.” (See classic Crusaders #283).


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A little bit later, returning to the planet T’betertk, as ships are coming and go from and to the planet. Ankylosaur is beneath the ground in one of the strongholds where he has a palace chamber crafted out for him to sleep during the night. Usually Ankylosaur prefers not to be disturbed when he is sleeping but his main guard has come to awaken him with some important news. Ankylosaur s very angry as being awoke but he shakes the sleep from his long overdue (with sleep) eyes and lets the guard speak. “Give me one good reason why I should not kill you,” Ankylosaur said as he tossed over in his enormous palace sized bed. The guard that awoke Ankylosaur is so nervous he has to spill what he knows or he fears being killed from the giant tyrant. “I understand this is a sacred place for you sire,” the guard exclaimed, “But we have spotted...well the....” “Spit it out or I’m going to kill you!” Ankylosaur yelled. “Gor’s giant mother ship has been sighted in this solar system,” the guard said, “We believe it is on the way to this planet.” “For fuck sake sound the alarms! Get about a thousand ships up there ready to protect!” Ankylosaur yelled, “Get everybody and anybody ready!” “Yes sir! Yes sir!” the Tyrolean guard replied as he ran down the long cavern hallway as Ankylosaur climbed out of his comfortable bed. He got to his feet and made his way up to the top floor of the palace. From there he went into the main war room where many Tyroleans were arming themselves and getting ready to head down to the hangars where the fighter ships were.” “There it is sire!” Magkru said as he pointed to a large flat monitor that was zeroing on ship “Gor is dead!” Ankylosaur shouted, “Whoever is in that ship they had better know how to operate it or we are going to blow it out of the sky!” “They are now locking into an orbiting position,” one of the science officers replied to Ankylosaur. “Uncloak all of our ships to show the bastard he’s outnumbered,” Ankylosaur said with a deep laugh. “Sending the command,” the communications officer said.


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Meanwhile aboard Gor’s giant ship, at the helm of the ship were Turian, Günter, Cobalt and Luminary. “Look at all the pretty little Tyrolean ships all around us,” Cobalt laughed as he began flipping through the virtual monitors with his hands, “Can we do something to these pathetic lizard people?” “I think this ship alone is scaring the shit out of them,” Turian laughed

“I think Ankylosaur is down there,” Luminary said, “I can feel his cowardly hide. If I knew for sure the coordinates I would blow that son of a bitch off the layer of the map he is standing on.” “We are being hailed,” Cobalt laughed. “Put it through,” Turian laughed. “Working on it,” Cobalt replied. About a minute later the face of a Tyrolean officer’s face came over the monitor. Turian walked right up to the monitor so he could not see too much on the ship. “We have been asked to offer you a deal,” the Tyrolean said, “As you see you are outnumbered by a thousand tiny ships. If you leave now we will not attack and a peaceful time will pass us as if nothing occurred.” “I want to speak to Ankylosaur!” Turian demanded. “Ankylosaur is not here,” the Tyrolean replied, “This is a Tyrolean based planet. We have a military here and we will be forced to fight. Please do not do this.” “Let me think,” Turian said, “I am going to shut this communication off. When you hail me again I want to talk to Ankylosaur. If I do not see his ugly blue hide then I am going to blow a hole in your planet at a random place. So goodbye lizard face.” Turian turned off the communications as everyone on the bride started laughing.

All of a sudden the computerized sliding door to the bridge opened. It was Gladiator and Cosmicman was with him. The both of them did not look too happy. “Turian! I demand to know what the heck are you doing?” Asked Gladiator, “This is a known Tyrolean planet. Why are we parked in this sector?” “We decided that we wanted to get a little revenge for Gor,” Turian said, “Don’t worry about anything. We have control of the bridge and we just might get Ankylosaur to surrender as a hostage.” “I’ve been quiet up until now!” Cosmicman shouted, “But you are not going to attack a Tyrolean war for no reason. Ankylosaur I doubt is down there. Your war is not with these people. What is wrong with you?” “Gladiator our guest is becoming a little rude,” Turian said. “Turian I am asking you to stand down and turn this ship back around toward our current destination!” Gladiator shouted.


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“Gladiator you always wanna spoil the fun!” Turian said, “Let me scare them. Look at all those tiny little Tyrolean ships that came out of cloak. Let me activate the sonic cannon that activates a powerful pure!” All of a sudden the Tyrolean frequency was hailing the ship. Turian quickly put it through and to his surprise it was Ankylosaur and he didn’t look to happy. “So Turian,” Ankylosaur laughed, “You really didn’t think you would find me here? Do you think I am going to let you scare a bunch of my soldiers?” “If your soldiers want to live and save their world they can send you to us,” Turian laughed, “Lets see how many loyal men you have?” “Let’s see how tough you are?” Asked Ankylosaur. Minutes later all of the thousand and some little Tyrolean ships started firing at the big ship. Turian was shocked and he quickly activated the defenses. Cosmicman ran over to Turian and pinned him against the wall. “This ends now Turian!” Cosmicman shouted. “Goodness!” Ankylosaur said, “My old friend Cosmicman what are you doing aboard Gor’s starship?” “I am going to put an end to this fight before it gets out of hand!” Cosmicman said as he threw Turian to the ground. Turian went to get up but Gladiator aimed his wrist laser at Turian. “Tell you what,” Ankylosaur said, “My old friend Stargazer wouldn’t be close by would she?” “Keep dreaming,” Cosmicman said. All of a sudden another ship came shooting around the side of giant moon. It was Spacehawk’s ship and he came right up to Gor’s ship. “About time you guys get here,” Cosmicman spoke into his communicator.

“We’re here,” Spacehawk said, “But I hope we are not too late.” “Not if we do this right,” Cosmicman said. “Is that the voice of my long time friend Spacehawk?” asked Ankylosaur, “maybe we can have a nice little reunion after all. A nice little...” -click- Cosmicman shut the communications monitor off. “Gladiator,” Cosmicman said, “Secure Turian. Anyone else wants to play Tyrolean killer can join him.” “They’re bombing the shit out of this ship!” Luminary spoke. “They will never penetrate the shields so shut up,” Gladiator said.

TO BE CONTINUED.....


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