As the Midorishu blazed a trail across the emptiness of time and space, reality shifted once again, to form distorted shapes of half knownsurroundings.

"You mean, you're from the Ayeka kingdom?" Masami was asking his new-found companions.

Lita nodded "Yes, although we've been kinda side tracked..."

Masami gazed at them, incredulously. "The fabled Aeka kingdom?! you guys?!" He shifted his gaze and found himself looking outside. "Then, what are we doing in the middle of the women's bath!?" He paused, "and just what is Washu doing with Sa-"

"Aijin Muyo!" A half breathless Seion emerged. he almost spat the words out. "We're in Aijin Muyo!!"

Lesell gagged, "Worse thing is, I had to read it just to write this, you know... blech." She made a face.

Literary Eagle (or Lita as she liked to be called) looked at her. "What? Write what?"

"Oh I forget, I'm a character, whoops."

Lita sweatdropped.

"Never mind that." K'thardin fumed. "We've got a lemon to fry!"

The group stormed out of the ship, ready for action. Marvel Boy pounded away at the fic's reality, crumbling it to pieces while War-Ouki split massive chunks from its foundations using his arsenal of various weapons. Blue fire blazed around K'thardin's fingertips, spiralling outwards in a lightning like arc, tearing a gaping hole in the perimeter of the offending piece of literature. Oblivious to the Chaos around them, the fic's perpetrators, continued.

Masami looked around, worried and approached Lita, who was surveying the situation. "Hey, ... nothing seems to be working...you're the prophetess, what should we do, Lit?"

Her left eyebrow twitched suddenly, and she turned towards him, a strange look reflecting in her eyes. "Don't call me Lit!! It's Lita-not Lit! Lita!" She seethed

Masmai blanched and backed away. "Lit!? What? No, that wasn't me--!!" He pointed past the reality, to the realm of imagination. "You have to understand, that was the author of this Bio-- she did a typo! Her Fault! Her fault! Not mine!!" He pleaded his innocence "Not miiiiiiiiiiineeee" His yelps trailed off, as he ducked for cover and Lita's eyes radiated purewhite.

"I'll Show you, Lit!!!" She yelled, getting a maniacal glint in her eye. Her body raised itself slightly and she pointed her staff upwards. Lighting blazed every which way, wrenching apart the foundations of the fan fic, sending water and boulders crashing as the base of the fic shuddered, and the reality began to lacerate.

The party sweatdropped and backed away from her, slowly.

Lita's energy dispersed and she touched the ground again, maniacal glint still mirrored in her eyes. "As I always say... Lit is a spell!!" She growled. T

he party stared.

"Heh, She looks cute when she's mad." Lesell noted.

K'thardin looked at the priestess quizzically. "I really wonder about you sometimes..."

Lesell glared at him, then quirked a brow as her finger slid over the mechanism of her Pokeball. 'CLICK'

An amorous Pokemon flew at K'thardin snuggling lovingly.

"Gah!!" K'thardin leaped and tried to shake the amorous Pokemon from him, while the Pokemon clung and made crooning noises.

Lesell stifled a smile, "whoops."

"Metroid... Met-roid..."

"What's up with Metroid?" AleeN asked Lesell.

She grinned. "He's still under the effects of the aphrodisiac, that he inhaled in the other lemon. "

The group tried not to laugh as K'thardin tried to remove the Pokemon from him-- but to no avail. It seemed the harder he tried the harder Metroid clung. He pulled at the stuck fast Pokemon and Metroid gazed at himadoringly.

K'thardin' looked down, "Well, he is kinda cute..."

"Just what are you saying K'th!?" Lita snapped to attention and tugged at the clinging Pokemon.

"Hmm, I think Lita is getting jealous of Metroid..." AleeN whispered to the party.

"WHAT!? No I just--" Lita blushed bright red.

"Urp."

"ACK! Metroid just spat up on me!" K'thardin yelled.

"Um... K't..." Lesell began.

"What?"

"I don't think that's spit..."

"WHAT!?"

"Hey! That's no way to treat an armorous Pokemon!!" A young girl, looking remarkably like a younger version of Ryoko, stepped through the dissipated fic towards the party, and the frantic K'thardin. She had a cute Sailor Fuku on, strangely similar to Sakura's from Street Fighter. Her hair was pushed back, with a white headband. The party stared, open mouthed.

"Who are you?" MarvelBoy asked the newcomer.

She ignored him and gave Metroid a blue powder, which he inhaled, and instantly, the dreamy demeanour was gone and the old Metroid was back. She took the empty pokeball and he went in it, quite easily.

"I'm Little Ryoko." The girl told MarvelBoy. Smiling, she handed Lesell back her Pokeball.

"You must know a lot about Pokemon." The Priestess stated.

"Yeah, I take care of all animals..." She replied.

"Even cabbits?" War-Ouki asked.

She grinned. "Especially Cabbits... although at the moment, I haven't been doing much of that. Somehow I ended up here..." she shuddered. "I was trying to get to the Ayeka kingdom."

Lesell looked at her. "That's where we're from! and, we could use someone to help War-Ouki and Metroid... want to come with us Little Ryoko?"

"Sure!!" She beamed. "You can call me Ryoke, if you want." She smiled.

"Welcome to the team, then."

K'thardin stood, slack-jawed, pondering the spit up of Metroid, no doubt.

"I think he's in shock..." BGlanders whispered to Seion. Seion walked up to K'thardin.

"It's okay K'thardin" Seion placed a hand on his shoulder, comfortingly. "There's other fish in the sea..."

"Hey!"