The JLR return to the farmhouse, unopened salsa in tow.

Wednesday: Time?

The Time Trust: Thir--

Hybrid: Thirty seconds.

The Time Trust:

Hybrid:

Centurian [running past Fused through the farmhouse door]: We've gotta hurry! That young girl might be in danger!

Fused [just taking his time]: Dude, we've got thirty seconds, don't worry. It's not like she's gonna date you just because you're the first in the room.

Centurian [running into the bedroom hall]: YOU DON'T KNOW THAT !

Fused: Noob .

Centurian bursts into CJ's old room and finds the young girl under the sheets, cowering in fear of the zombie-like man. His hands are mere inches from her.

Centurian: Unhand her, you cad!

Centurian throws his magical dice. They only annoy the zombie-like man, however, when they bounce off his head. But they do have an effect on Centurian when they roll on the floor and land on number thirteen.

In a poof of smoke, Centurian is gone and replaced by...

Kolan the Barbarian: MRAWWWW!!

Kolan clubs the zombie-man.

THUMP!!

THUD!

The young girl peeks her head out from under the sheets, and sees the Barbarian hovering over the unconcious zombie-man's body...

Young Girl: AAAAHHHH!!

And Kolan the Barbarian likes .

Kolan the Barbarian: MRAWWWW!!

Centurian, the astute young boy that he is, realizes that this isn't good, but he can't wrestle control from the wild man that now occupies his space in the real world.

Young Girl: AAAAHHHH!!

Kolan the Barbarian: MRAWWWW!!

Just in the nick of time, a sonic pulse sends Kolan writhing to the floor. Finally…

Centurian [through Kolan]: Fused, it’s me!

SpandexMonkeyMan: Good job, Fused.

Fused: I know .

Stupid Dogg [entering the room]: Are you alright, ma'am?

Young Girl: I-I think so.

Ace: It’s okay. Fused used a sonic pulse to jar the barbarian and allow Centurian to take control.

Young Girl [eyeing the barbarian]: Centurian?

Centurian/Kolan gets back up shakily.

Centurian [pounding his new, muscular chest for her]: There are two of us in here. Long story.

The young girl gets up from the bed, her pert, young body barely covered by the sheets draped around her. She walks suspiciously past Centurian/Kolan and up to Fused.

Young Girl: I am now, thanks to you.

Fused: I know .

He's covered from head to toe in black and blue. Black medium length hair, blue leather vest, black vinyl pants, and black boots. One arm is covered in neon blue and black tattoos. The other is metal--bionics.

Carefully, she reaches up and pulls his silver sunglasses from his face. She stares into her hero’s blue eyes.

Young Girl: Are you some kind of rebel, Mr….?

Fused: Fused. Just call me Fused. I’m no Mister. And I’m a superhero. A superhero and a DJ .

Young Girl: A rock and roll DJ.

Fused: Of course!

Young Girl: I love rock and roll .

Fused:

Centurian [raising a barbarian hand]: I saved you from the zombie, you know.

But the young girl doesn’t really notice him. Just like any young girl, she doesn’t really notice anyone but the tattooed rebel.

Young Girl: .

Fused:

To be continued...