Rocky, Adam, Tanya and Skye were sitting at their usual table in the Juice Bar embroiled in a very in depth discussion. "I'm serious!" Skye protested over the others half stifled laughter. "I think Rocky should teach me to do those dramatic retorts that you guys always use. It beats me how you think them up, and it certainly sounds better than "arrgh! horrible monster thing" which is all I managed last time."

Rocky almost choked on his smoothie, nearly spilling it down his blue jeans. "Yeah, and nearly got me toasted, because I was laughing so much I couldn't morph!"

"See? for safety reasons then..." Skye pleaded surpressing a smile.The table wasn't really one color. It looked like it from a distance, but up close it was full of glittery flecks and silver-white sparkles that made the grey table shine when it was clean. Not that it had ever been clean very often, and recently it had been covered with a fine layer of dust that dulled the gleam even further. But this particular part was so polished that it would probably reflect images when he let the light strike it again.

He exhaled, watching his breath damp down the tiny glimmer that still managed to find the metal tabletop. As the slight fog evaporated the glimmer brightened again, then dimmed with his next breath. The air against his face was warm, and he shifted a little to allow fresh oxygen to wander through the confined space between his arms. More light filtered in, and he closed his eyes to avoid it.

The Power Chamber was in a state of chaos. Nothing new there, but this was a little bit worse than usual. Alarms were blaring, heroes and scientists were scurrying in all directions, and in a corner, Joyce McCormick was completely confused. Not five minutes ago, she had been the captive of the evil Shadowborg, who had used her as bait to lure her fourteen-year-old son, the Chromium Gold Beetleborg, into a trap. She had then been rescued by her eleven-year-old daughter, also a Beetleborg. Now her son was missing, her daughter was frantic, and her questions were going unanswered. It had not been a good day.
          "What do you mean, you lost him?" Roland asked, pulling on Egon Spengler's sleeve. The physicist didn't even look at him, keeping his eyes fixed on the equipment before him
          "I mean I lost him," the blond Ghostbuster replied, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "His connection to our computer has been completely severed. I can't track him, I can't scan him- I can't even get a reading on his vital signs."

Adam smirked a little. "I hate to tell you this but I think it comes with the Power. I never used to do it before neither did Rocky....don't know about Tanya though. I'm pretty sure she wandered around the African Bush yelling 'what! lion down on the job?! And you hyena's have laughed your last!! "

"Hey!" Tanya protested and tweaked his dark green shirt to get him back into line. She enjoyed this banter, she liked things in harmony and since Billy becoming a Ninjetti Spirit Warrior things seemed lighter as if a shared burden of guilt had been lifted from them. Plus of course the battles were over that much quicker. Jason strode purposefully into the Juice Bar with a slight frown on his face and a letter in his hand.