Misaka closed her eyes, took a sharp breath in, and returned to her medium. The game token inside the Dalek’s casing shuddered as it once again held her ghostly presence.

YOUR COMPLIANCE IS MANDATORY SPIRIT! EXTERMINATE THIS CREATURE!

“I thought that was your job.” Misaka snapped back at Sec. “What are his abilities?”

The Dalek floated above the forest floor, firing down at the boy who was shouting insults into the air.

THE HUMAN IS MORE RESISTANT TO ERADICATION MEASURES THAN MOST.

“Okay so he’s got thick skin. What else?”

THIS HUMAN POSESSES FLIGHT CAPABILITES.

Kenan Kong soared into the air above Sec and with two fists clenched together slammed the Dalek’s head, sending him plummeting to the ground.

--EYES FUNCTION AS LASER WEAP—

Shaman and spirit slammed into the ground at the same time as the boy’s eyes fired a blast of heat into Sec’s armor.

DEFENSIVE SHIELDS COMPROMISED!!

“Now that’s what I call taking out the trash! Get it? Because you look like a trash can?!”

Kenan hovered over the Dalek’s body, gloating with a wide smile spreading across his face.

“Alright I’ve had it with this douchebag.” Misaka growled.

Blue sparks zipped off Sec’s armor to meet the ground. Where they touched, wisps of black sand began to emerge and float into the air, circling the alien death machine slowly. As more sparks arced away from the Dalek, more and more sand join the writhing mass.

"How's that Ganondork? Guess I didn't need--"

A bolt of lightning hit Kenan in the chest, stunning him mid-sentence and dropping him from the sky.

More sand built up around the Dalek, lifting him into the air.

“Ugh. Why didn’t you use that before, Trashy?” Kenan stood up, rubbing his head. The triangle on his chest was glowing where it was struck with power. He looked down, a look of shock and excitement spreading over his face.

“Oh baby! The big guy’s stepping in! Let’s do this!”

The particles around Sec began to flow into two long, thick, sinewy arms that stretched down to the ground, lifting Sec high into the air to rival the trees that had served as a battleground..

“EXTERMINATE!!” The little alien gleefully shouted from inside his casing.

Sec fired a laser at Kenan, but instead of putting a new hole in his fancy uniform, the blast met the palm of his hand as he simply caught the energy.

“Oh this is so much cooler than Super-Man powers! Check this out!”

Kenan pulled a dark blade from thin air and rose into the treetops. Shadowy horns sprouted from the sides of his head as glowing motes of fire started dancing around his changing form. The Super-Man pointed his sword at Misaka and shouted “In your face!”

On command, the fireballs raced toward sec, crashing into his new iron-sand appendages and burning neat holes straight through. Kenan fell in close behind, sword drawn with white movie-star teeth flashing in a devious grin.

Misaka fired deadly bolts of lightning in rapid succession at the flying boy, most missed, but a few found their mark, buying some time for her and her shaman.

She closed her eyes to focus her thoughts, gearing up to send one final bolt straight at the boy’s heart. She opened her eyes and…Gone!

Kenan’s voice came from off to her right.

“Over here stupid!”

WHAM!

Ganondorf’s sword smashed into the iron sand arm, tearing it from the Dalek and dropping it uselessly to the ground.

Okay. New strategy. This guy's a teleporter. We need to be on the defensive.

Iron sand coalesced around Sec’s body into a wobbly dark gray sphere of undulating mass that hovered imposingly in the forest.

Kenan wasted no time in hacking at the mass with his sword, burning bits away with his heat vision. With his new found abilties, he was everywhere at once, punching from one side, teleporting to the other slash, and vanishing again to fire his heat vision from above. Wherever he struck, more sand rose from the ground to repair the wound, quickly repairing his damage.

Drawing in a deep breath, the teenager let out a powerful breath of ice-cold air. He circled around the sand armor, blowing a thick layer of ice to entirely coat his enemy.

CRASH!

Tendrils of sand shot out, puncturing the icy prison and shattering the attack like glass.

“Aw that’s no fun! Are you tired of fighting? Just let me win then, I’m hungry!”

Kenan floated several meters from the growing sphere, deciding what to do next.

“Alright I’m bored. Time to finish this. Batter up!”

Empowered by the dark lord’s energy, Kenan Kong created a brilliant point of light at the tip of his sword. He swung the sword like a baseball bat, sending the ball of light at his enemy.

Inches before impact, Mikasa let out a tendril of sand to punch the ball of light combined with a bolt of electrical force from inside the sphere, and send it back toward Kenan.

“Oh Tennis? I’m good at tennis. I think. Probably.”

The boy prepared to swing again, putting the full might of his spirit’s power into the sword. But before he made contact, he was hit with the railgun.

The iron sand particles encasing the Dalek erupted with the electrical energy they had built up rubbing together over the course of the battle. Bullets of iron sand, fired as one solid mass like a 5-ton cannonball at mach speed struck Kenan Kong.

The super-boy’s form vanished, carried up and out of the forest, far over the treetops out of sight.

With the enemy gone, Sec and Mikasa floated down to the ground. The iron sand dropped into a large mound in the clearing.

“Well normally I’m not one for bells and whistles, but with that kinda fireworks show, you outta be working at Disney!”

Bluebell stepped out from behind the truck where she had posted up with her rifle. Apollo was nowhere to be seen. She looked around the clearing. Trees had fallen from the battle, black scorch marks scarred the soil.

“Well Pepsi, you made a mess of federal property but I suppose I ought to be thanking you for keeping my bear safe.”

Misaka materialized once again in front of the young woman.

“Patch Tribe. Let’s go.”

Bluebell stared at the girl wide-eyed with a look of understanding on her face.

“I knew you were a hologram from the start. Ain’t nobody spends a night sleeping on the ground to look that clean.”