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Team Alphanumeric
Solving for X²
by SSJ04 Mewtwo

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Reviewer Responses

MaxJ1800: Thank you. Let it be said that I do listen to my reviewers, when they review. The ray's primary function is to effect Becky, and Tim with X² getting it as well since he shares Tim's genetic structure. But, as Two Brain's is about to explain, the ray can and will be used on others. Just what sort of specific awkward scene did you have in mind? I might just use it.

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"Admiral, sensors picking up a small squadron of fighter class ships on a direct course for the planet Earth." the tactical officer reports.
"Who's ships are they?"
"Lexiconian Royal fighters."
"Royal Fighters...,those haven't been seen in years. They can't possibly think that they can get through this fleet of ships." the admiral states shock contained.
"Sensors detect that these fighters have been re-fitted with newer Lexiconian armament and weaponry." the tactical officer reports.
"Fleet wide alert...,brace for an attack." The admiral barks out.

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"Venom to Gladiator, are you sure we can get past those flying rust buckets those Decimalians are flyin?"
"All fighters, target Decimalian cruisers' engines. Our weapons will disable their propulsion systems." Gladiator orders and the small fighters start to fly down the Decimalian fleet's throat.

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"As I thought, we can't rely on X² every time we commit a collective crime." Dr. Two Brains says as the ring has a meeting to decide the next move.
"What do you propose?" Mr. Big asks.
"We all can assume that WordGirl and MathWiz are teenagers and must go to school during the week. Therefore, we must assume that they go to a local school. If we adjust the lust ray to include human teenagers, then MathWiz and WordGirl will have a different sort of distraction to handle while we take more from the city." Dr. Two Brains suggests.
"Excellent! When can the modifications be made?" Mr. Big asks.
"I'll need a day or two to make the right calibrations to effect the age group we want to effect." Two Brains replies.
'Shit, they are finding a way to make me useless. Time to finish this.' X² thinks and breaks the silver collar on his neck. He quietly opens the window and flies out.

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"Report!" the admiral shouts over the sparking of consoles and the alert klaxons.
"The entire fleet is immobile. All ships are disabled." the tactical officer reports.
"Damn! How long until we can get under way?" the admiral asks.
"twelve hours sir."
"Not good enough! Tell all engineering teams to work around the clock to get the fleet back up and running! When communications are restored, get me a channel to the admiralty!" 'How could they have done this? An entire fleet disabled, by Royal Fighters nonetheless!'

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"There they are...,and ready for the picking." X² says to himself watching Tim and Becky walking hand and hand down the street. He jumps from the building he was on top of and lands in front of them. "Surprise!" The two take a step back and then transformed wordlessly and the bedlam begins.

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"Here's where he landed." one of the Lexiconians reports as the group examine's X²'s craft.
"We know our job, protect the princess from X². No harm shall befall her Decimalian consort." Gladiator states. The impressive dozen or so royal guard wore light armor and all carried high powered hand weapons. "Since the gravity is weak, we should be able to fly on this planet. Search that city, our target is there." The Predicate Guard, as they were called before the assassination, were a group of elite fighters sworn to protect the royal family. When Lexicon got the message from their princess that she was still alive and needed assistance in removing a Decimalian living weapon, the guard were eager to make up for the blunders made at the peace conference.

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"The strategy you employed last time won't work this time." X² states smirking.
"Then, we'll just use attack pattern 714!." MathWiz states. Both heroes charge at X² with WordGirl going for x²'s left side while MathWiz goes for his right. X² prepares himself to catch them both by the throat, but the pair crisscross throwing X² off and he was now on the defensive.
"Gladiator, this is Sniper, I've found our target." a female Lexiconian says through her communicator.
"All Guard, close in on his location. We'll jump in when we're needed." Gladiator states and receives acknowledgements from the rest of his people.

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'If this keeps up they'll actually defeat me!' X² thinks. The two had been doing the crisscross maneuvers almost constantly now. X² thought he'd learned the pattern, but they would throw in a time or two when they wouldn't crisscross throwing the weapon off even more. X² watches as they charge at him again, and instead of trying to catch one or both of them by the throat, he charges at WordGirl breaking their attack pattern up. He knocks her to the ground and puts his foot on her throat.
"I must admit, the two of you are very adaptable. I didn't think I would have such a problem defeating the two of you." he says watching WordGirl turning blue.
"Remove your foot from our princess's throat or we'll cut it off from the rest of your leg."
"Who said that?" X² states and turns to look and see a good dozen or so Lexiconians surrounding him in a semicircle.
"Get off of her!" MathWiz shouts and X² feels himself knocked down to the ground hard. X² quickly rolls away and gets back to his feet.
"The Predicate Guard? I thought you guys were disbanded." X² sneers.
"Three years after the assassination we found out that the royal pilot had gotten our princess off of Lexicon. We've been waiting for a chance to serve under the rightful ruler of planet Lexicon. Guard, seize the Decimalian!"
"Are you ok?" MathWiz asks helping WordGirl to her feet.
"Yeah, I think so, but who are they?"
"X² called them the 'Predicate Guard'."
"Arg!" weapon X² shouts as a long thin needle pierces his skin. He falls to the ground unconscious.
"With your permission my Princess, we shall take this scum back to planet Lexicon for immediate dissection." Gladiator asks.
"Get him out of here." WordGirl states in an authoritative tone that she didn't know she had. The Guard disappear in a purplish light.
"Phew, that's over." MathWiz states.

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In deep space, the Predicate Guard were flying back to Lexicon until their ships were attacked by unknown craft. The only identification were small markings denoting that these ships belonged to the Cubed Root. A short battle breaks out with the Cubed Root winning and retrieving the body of X². The Root would clean up everything like it always had and always would.
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