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NEW MEXICO DESERT,
SOMEWHERE NEAR ROSWELL
(ONE WEEK EARLIER)
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"I learned about them while I was at Area 51, posing as General Michaelsen*," explained Etag Thron: "They come from a constellation human astronomers refer to as 'Telescopium.' The one I personally dealt with used a term that sounded like 'Zanix,' when we were first introduced. Although, I'm unsure as to whether that's his individual name or his whole species' name! In any event, I contacted him on the subspace wavelength he gave me. And, he agreed to meet us here, tonight!"

"What of Kamarius?" demanded Bubla.

"Ledo should be arriving with him, any second. As one of the leading killers of super-witches during the Co-Ed Affair, he's in no position to be picky about how he leaves the country. Let alone, this planet!"

As if on cue, the pair of Morphers suddenly found themselves illuminated by headlights from a quickly approaching vehicle. Two minutes later, that vehicle revealed itself to be a Jeep Wrangler. With the garhu, Ledo Srmm, at the steering wheel and a very grim sizevamp in the shotgun seat.

The two of them got out and Etag made the requisite introductions. Kamarius bowed as respectfully as he could. Then, after nervously looking to his left and right, he quaveringly asked if Bubla was sure about the promised method of escape.

"I mean, no disrespect, ma'am," he added: "But, a lot of those super-witches are pretty well-traveled!"

"For the last time," growled Etag: "They stay well away from Titan space!"

Before Kamarius could utter any kind of rejoinder, the spot of ground on which all four of them stood became even further illuminated. But, the extra lighting was not even half as blinding as the dust storm kicked up by the descending extra-terrestrial shuttlecraft. Although, it stopped descending upon reaching an altitude of five hundred feet. Whereupon, Bubla suddenly shot up to a height of four hundred feet!

Then, with the tenderest smile she could manage, she bent down and gently lifted the desperate sizevamp in her cupped hands. Kissing him oh-so-carefully on his head, before holding both her arms outstretched. The moment she did so, the insectoid aliens that Etag Thron had summoned to Earth shined a tractor beam down upon Kamarius. Thereby lifting him up and into the shuttlecraft.

Seconds later, that shuttlecraft flew back to its orbiting mothership.

"Are you sure he'll be able to escape from them when they get to that alien space station?" Ledo now whispered to her metamorphic lover.

He nodded: "With the kissing power she assimilated from that counterpart of Annie McAllen, My Goddess has endowed Kamarius with some of the abilities of a true Morpher! Plus, the psionic link now established between them will allow her to track his and Paula Drake's flight path to the Titan homeworld."

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THE PLANET ARCHAVIA
(ONE WEEK LATER)

RAY VENN'S P.O.V.

Now, it was my turn. Having a bit more experience with Wishbone Specials, I paused to not only regain my breath (from all my laughing). But, also, to word my wish just right. When I was certain I had done so, I closed my eyes and broke the wishbone in half.

"I wish I could know what Bubla's ultimate goal is."

A moment later, I reopened my eyes when I heard a familiar feminine voice exclaim:

"It's about time!"

It was Tina the time-traveling mini-goddess.

"Nice to see you, too," I replied (somewhat dryly): "Are we still on Archavia, or are you astrally projecting us like you did the last time?"

"The latter, of course," said the nine-inch-tall blonde: "How else could you survive in the vacuum of space?"

To emphasize that point, she pointed below us. More specifically; she pointed at the planet I was currently floating above like a satellite!

"Is th-th-that...Archavia?"

She shook her head: "Nope! That's the Morpher homeworld in the star system of Alpha Microscopii. Better known to ancient Greek astrologers as 'the Right Hind Leg of Sagittarius!' And, right behind us, you'll see a couple of alien spacecraft towing a real big cannon-like thingamajig into firing range of it."

I turned my head and, sure enough, there was.

"What do they plan to do with it?" I asked: "Blow up the planet a la Death Star I?"

"Not quite. Watch."

I did as ordered. Five seconds later, a gigantic V-shaped beam of light came shooting out of the mouth of that "cannon-like thingamajig." At the apex of its emission, a large circle began to form. A circle that soon became the all-too familiar opening...

...of a crosstime warp!

"Oh--My--God!" I muttered, in near-total shock, as it suddenly occurred to me what I was seeing.

Archavia and the Morpher homeword were changing places!!!

THE END of Volume 1.

To Be Continued in Volume 2.
Chapter End Notes:
*See A PRIVATE EYE FOR TROUBLE.
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