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                         by Ed Hrzic
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Yep. Here it is. I don't know if people have REALLY been waiting
for this, but now you have it in front of you. Happy reading, and
I hope people won't be too terribly disappointed with this
Crossover.
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Send comments to "bd981@yfn.ysu.edu". Thanks!
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[AUTHOR'S NOTE: This fic was originally titled "Mega Crossover",
but was changed to the new one above.]

[AUTHOR'S NOTE: Text between < and > denote a character's
thoughts.]

               ACT I - "The First Transition"

          Written, Directed and Produced by Ed Hrzic

[Open on a brightly lit lab. A man stands in front of a Zoanoid
breeding tube.]

[Reginald Description: Medium height. Glasses. Red hair. Wears a
laboratory coat.]

[Reginald hits a few buttons on a panel in front of him. The door
behind him opens. In steps another man.]

[Gritson Description: Short. Ageing. Sparse grey hair. Slightly
hunched. Carries a folder. Wears a lab coat.]

REGINALD. (turns to Gritson) Ah! Doctor Gritson. A pleasure, I'm
sure.

[Gritson grunts.]

GRITSON. Can the pleasantries, Doctor Reginald. (holding up the
folder) Here is the folder on the TAG Zoanoid Unit.
REGINALD. (taking it) Yes. The Teleporting Anti-Guyver Zoanoid.
This Unit will assure the destruction on Guyver-1, Guyver-3, and
Guyver-Q. 
GRITSON. Production has already begun.
REGINALD. (cross) Without my authority?
GRITSON. Would you have said anything otherwise?
REGINALD. (thinking) No, I guess not.
GRITSON. It is in Room #7. I have had Doctor Linga oversee it.
REGINALD. Very well, I will see to it in a few moments.
GRITSON. If you wish.

[Gritson leaves the same way he came in.]

REGINALD. <I don't like your attitude, Gritson. If you remain so,
you will regret it most highly.>

[Cut to outside of Kronos New York. Three figures move silently
across the roof next to the lab.]

[Cut to Room #7. A woman is taking notes from a set of panels in
front of her. Behind her looms a Zoanoid breeding tube. Inside is
a giant reptilian, colored blue. The rest of its body are covered
with spikes.]

[Linga's Description: Tall. Short blonde hair. Wears a lab coat.]

[A door behind Linga opens. Reginald steps in.]

REGINALD. Greetings, Doctor Linga.
LINGA. Likewise.
REGINALD. (walking to her) Trouble?
LINGA. A thought. The brain synapses of the new Zoanoid seem to
be...it's hard to say.

[Reginald turns to the tube.]

REGINALD. Explain.

[Linga turns to the tube as well.]

LINGA. According to the data, the Zoanoid projects an image of
itself into the future, sending a precognitive message back to
the original Zoanoid.
REGINALD. Only if it is concentrating.
LINGA. Yes, but it seems to be in a state of hyperactivity.
REGINALD. Even though it's not functioning yet?
LINGA. Yes.

[Reginald puts his hand to his chin, thinking.]

LINGA. I see no choice but to put this Zoanoid under constant
observation, and to label it "Unpredictable."
REGINALD. Do so. I leave you to your work.
LINGA. Yes sir.

[Reginald leaves.]

LINGA. (looking up at the Zoanoid) <Just what is wrong with this
thing? I've never failed in producing an acceptable Zoanoid
before. Perhaps I'm just tired.>
[Linga walks to a small table in the room and sips a cup of
coffee.]

[Cut to a few blocks over, in a pizza parlor.]

[A medium height man walks in, a trench coat and large hat cover
his face. He walks up to the counter, where the female cashier is
reading a book.]

MAN. One large, double cheese, pepperoni, green peppers, and
Canadian bacon.
CASHIER. (taking down the order) Okay. It'll take about fifteen
minutes.
MAN. Okay.

[Cut to fifteen minutes later.]

CASHIER. That'll be eight dollars and fifty cents.

[The man takes out a small wad of bills and hands her two five
dollar bills.]

MAN. (picking up the box) Keep the change.

[The man walks outside. He turns to the left into an alley. He
looks around briefly and puts the box on the ground. Opening up
the manhole, he takes the pizza box into hand and descends the
ladder. He pulls the manhole back into place.]

[Cut to a sewer shot. The man walks along the concrete, paired
with the running sewer water. He opens a door and walks in. There
are three green individuals sitting on a sofa, watching T.V. As
well, there is a large rat sitting on a chair at the other side
of the room, reading the newspaper.]

MIKE. Where have you been, dude? I'm about to starve from hunger!
DON. You're not that hungry!
MIKE. Says you!

[The man takes off his coat and hat, putting them on the hat
rack.]

RAPH. (handing the pizza to Don) Fine. That's the last time a get
pizza for you guys. Leo can do it from now on.
SPLINTER. (putting down the paper) Hush.
RAPH. Sorry, master.
SPLINTER. You would best be on your guard from now, my sons.
LEO. What for?
MIKE. (slurping down a slice of pizza) Yuh, wha fer?
SPLINTER. I sense a great evil that is plaguing the land of New
York.
LEO. (walking to Splinter) Like what?
SPLINTER. I do not no, but I know that a terrible power is about
to be unleashed.
RAPH. Yeah, you know how pizza reacts on Mikey's system.

[Don and Raph laugh. Splinter can't help but smile, as does Leo.]

LEO. Could it be the Shredder?
SPLINTER. No, I can tell that much. It is far worse. Please, be
careful until the foreboding presence leaves me.
LEO. Yes, master.
MIKE. (giving him a thumbs up) You got it, sensei.
DON. Hai.
RAPH. (leaning up against a wall with arms crossed) Uh-huh.

[Cut to a skyscraper, far above the skies of New York. As the sun
finally disappears, a figure starts to move. It stretches is arms
and wings. Soon, several more do so. They converse amongst
themselves, then one particularly large figure dives off of the
building.]

[Cut to the roof of a factory. A woman in a leather jacket stands
near the edge, as if waiting for someone. The large figure flies
down, and lands behind her. He steps into the light, and is more
clearly visible. He is slightly purple. He appears to be a
gargoyle.]

FIGURE. I'm not late, am I Elisa?
ELISA. 'Course not, Goliath. What about the others? Did they "let
you loose?"
GOLIATH. Human's humor is quite...puzzling.
ELISA. You wouldn't know how many "humans" would agree with you,
big guy. So, what now?
GOLIATH. Perhaps more talking. I like talking.
ELISA. About what?

[Cut to Kronos rooftop. The figures leap to the roof, and kneel.]

[Guyver Entrance music starts.]

[One stands back up, and cups its hands downward. A ball of
energy starts to collect.]

FIGURE. One...two...three!

[The energy ball flies downward, tearing a hole in the roof.]

[Cut to inside of building, Room #21. Reginald is sitting,
enjoying some wine. A com blinks and a sound accompanies it.]

REGINALD. What is it?
SOLDIER. Doctor Reginald! There seems to be an attack upon the
building!
REGINALD. (sips) And? Dispatch some Zoanoids to take care of it.
SOLDIER. From the monitors, it appears to be the Guyvers!
REGINALD. (dropping his glass) WHAT?!

[Cut to sewer. An explosion is heard, and the lights flicker
briefly.]

MIKE. What the heck-
SPLINTER. It...it has started!
LEO. You mean-
SPLINTER. (standing) Yes! You must stop it!
RAPH. Let's go!

[Cut to factory rooftop.]

ELISA. Then, when I was in third grade, my teacher-

[The is a buzzing coming from her walkie-talkie.]

ELISA. (taking it) Elisa here. Go ahead.
DISPATCHER. There is some trouble down at the Kronos building.
There are some reports of monsters running around on the roofs of
the buildings. Investigate at once. Backup is on its way.
ELISA. Roger.

[Elisa turns to Goliath.]

GOLIATH. Trouble?
ELISA. Looks like it. They say there are monsters there. You
don't think it could be the others?
GOLIATH. No. They would know enough not to "attack" something
without knowledge. No, it couldn't be them.
ELISA. Then, I'll probably need your help on this one.
GOLIATH. Of course.

[There are lights and a large amount of smoke in the distance.]

ELISA. That must be it. Meet me there as soon as you can.
GOLIATH. Why don't we fly?
ELISA. Good idea.

[Cut to Kronos interior.]

GUYVER-3. We must get to the center of the complex. Guyver-Q.
GUYVER-Q. Yes?
GUYVER-3. Take the second level. I will take the last, and
Guyver-1 will take middle.
GUYVER-1,GUYVER-Q. Roger.

[Three Vamores erupt from the left wall. Guyver-3 extends his
vibro-swords.]

[Cut to an alley, across from Kronos. The manhole opens. Leo,
Mike, Don and Raph exit.]

DON. There it is!
LEO. We better do something before the police get here.
MIKE. Wait. What are those guys doing in front of the building?
[In the front of the Kronos building, one of four soldiers knocks
out a man who had gathered with others in curiosity.]

[Raph begins to run forward.]

LEO. Raph! Wait!

[The soldier looks up from the man's unconscious body, but not in
time enough to see Raph's foot slam into his face.]

RAPH. Take that you little shit!

[The rest of the turtles gather.]

LEO. You should have waited!

[The turtles draw their weapons.]

SOLDIER #2. You have made a grand mistake.
MIKE. How so, dude?

[Soldier #1 gets back up. The soldiers begin to change: Two
Broyzes and two Vamores.]

[Mike's expression goes blank.]

MIKE. P-perhaps you were right...

[Vamore #1 smacks Raph across the street. The other Zoanoids
begin to circle the other turtles.]

LEO. This does not look promising.

[Leo slashes Broyze #1, but leaves little trace of damage. Leo
looks in disbelief.]

LEO. WHAT ARE THESE THINGS? MORE MUTANTS?
MIKE. I don't know! But they're tougher than a walnut!
DON. I second that. We need to spread out!

[The turtles leap over the Zoanoids and begin to fan out into the
various alleyways.]

RAPH. (getting up and baring his sais) Now...you've pissed me
off.

[Vamore #1 smiles.]

[Cut to interior of Kronos building.]

[Guyver-3 cuts a Gregole in half.]

GUYVER-3. <Damn it. Nothing.>

[Guyver-3's control medal glows.]

GUYVER-3. Guyver-1 have you found anything?

[Cut to Guyver-1's location.]

GUYVER-1. Nothing.

GUYVER-3. Guyver-Q?

[Cut to Guyver-Q's location.]

GUYVER-Q. I took out the doctors down here. They were Zoanoids
too. They looked like they were working on a new type. The
breeding tube looks freshly empty. Liquid residue is still-

[Guyver-Q fails to notice the Zoanoid behind him. Guyver-Q's
sensitivity perceptors go off and he turns. Nothing is behind
him.]

GUYVER-3. Guyver-Q?
GUYVER-Q. I thought-

[Guyver-Q is slammed in to a wall.]

GUYVER-Q. Something's down here! I could use some help!

[Five more TAGs come through the walls.]

GUYVER-Q. Correction: a lot of help.

[Cut to outside.]

[Raph is being held up in the air by Vamore #1, trying to
strangle him.]

VAMORE #1. Puny little mutant.

[Vamore #1 is punched farther into the alley. Raph recovers.]

GOLIATH. Not today, monster.
RAPH. Who-
GOLIATH. You must be one of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. We
are of the night as well, so we know of you.
RAPH. Uh...thanks...

[Vamore #1 begins its charge again. Goliath grabs it in mid-leap
and flings in to the ground, crushing its ribs and sending the
bones into its lungs. It gurgles and begins to dissolve.]

GOLIATH,RAPH. What are these things?

[Cut to Don. Don leaps and tries to attack. Broyze #2 grabs his
bo and snaps in with a flick of its wrist.]
DON. No way!

[Cut to Leo. He literally gets the drop on Broyze #1, shoving his
wakizashi into its head, his katana following soon after. Broyze
#1 spasms a bit, then falls over. Leo draws his weapons out of
the body. It starts to dissolve.]

LEO. Damn...

[Cut to Mike. Raph catches him as he is knocked back by Vamore
#2. Goliath rushes forward. Vamore #2 leaps at him, biting him in
the arm.]

GOLIATH. (screaming in pain) Back daemon!

[Goliath punches Vamore #2. It loosens its grip, falling back. It
tries to lunge again, but Goliath's vicious haymaker renders
Vamore #2 dead.]

MIKE. Who's our friend?
RAPH. I haven't asked yet.

[Cut to Don. As he is about to be slashed, a gunshot is heard.
Broyze #2 drops.]

GOLIATH. Nice shot, Elisa.
ELISA. Thanks. (lowering her gun) Well, well. The Teenage Mutant
Ninja Turtles. You don't know how much the police force is
baffled by you.
DON. Should we take that as a complement?
GOLIATH. We need to get in there to find out what's happening.
ELISA. Agreed. I'll stay here to deter the people and the police
force. You take care in there Goliath. I wouldn't want you to get
hurt.
GOLIATH. (smiling) Don't worry.

[Cut to Guyver-Q. Guyver-Q is knocked against a panel.]

GUYVER-Q. Gee, I'm so glad you guys are here.
GUYVER-3. Quiet. It's taking a while to get down through the
floors.
GUYVER-Q. Just hurry!

[Guyver-Q launches himself at TAG #1, spinning with all four
blades out. TAG #1 is not there when he reaches its location.]

GUYVER-Q. What-

[Guyver-Q is slammed into the ground. The others begin to move in
on him.]

[Cut to inside Kronos building. Goliath and the turtles are
running around.]

DON. Where to?

[Mike makes a sickening sound.]

MIKE. Ugh...Just follow the carnage.
GOLIATH. I wonder what did this?
LEO. Something not human.

[Cut to outside Kronos building. Another explosion is heard.
Elisa turns.]

ELISA. Goliath!

[She turns back to one of the backup officers.]

ELISA. Take over here! I'm going in!
OFFICER. But-

[She's already gone.]

[Cut to Goliath and the turtles. Up ahead, they see two figures.]

GOLIATH. Stop!

[The figures look at them, and leap down a hole.]

RAPH. Looks like they don't obey orders.

[Cut to Guyver-Q.]

GUYVER-Q. <They're reading me somehow.>

[The ceiling erupts, and Guyver-1 and -3 leap down. Guyver-3
tries to attack, but misses.]

GUYVER-Q. They can read moves somehow!
GUYVER-1. What-

[Guyver-1 is knocked into a wall.]

[Guyver-3 tries to fire, but the TAGs disappear from sight.]

[From the hole in the ceiling, the turtles and Goliath drop.]

LEO. What's going on here?

[A shower of spikes starts to fly toward the group. They
scatter.]

GUYVER-3. Those don't look like Zoanoids.
GUYVER-1. Watch out! They know what you're doing!

[Cut to Kronos building. Elisa is going down an elevator.]

ELISA. <I hope nothing's happened to you, Goliath.>

[Cut to lab. Guyver-3 is knocked against a control panel. It
starts to spark and fizz. The TAGs stop for a moment, holding
their heads.]

MIKE. Something's happened!

[Guyver-1 takes the signal and shoot one of the TAGs in the head.
It ruptures, sending waves of energy out to the others TAGs'
heads. Soon, a giant vortex of energy looms, taking the place of
the dead TAG. The other TAGs are sucked through.]

GUYVER-3. What's going on?!

[The door to the room opens. Elisa steps out.]

ELISA. What in heaven's name?

[Leo and Don and pulled toward the vortex.]

LEO. Help!

[Leo and Don grasp at anything, but can't hold on.]

[Mike and Raph make desperate grabs for them, but it's useless.
All four turtles fly into the vortex.]

[Goliath is pulled as well.]

ELISA. Goliath!
GOLIATH. Elisa!

[She jumps forward to grab him, but is pulled as well. Goliath
digs his claws into the steel of the floor, but it's no use. They
are sucked in.]

[Guyver-Q is being pulled in, sliding across the ground.]

GUYVER-Q. Guyver-1! Guyver-3! Help!

[They are all sucked in.]

[Cut to later. A dark alley. Mike and Raph wake up.]

MIKE. Ouch. My head. Feel's like I've been rolled and put away
wet.
RAPH. Always one with the vocabulary, huh? I need some aspirin,
too.

[They walk out of the alley and look around.]

MIKE. Hey, there's a club over there. It's called- (he reads) Hot
Legs?
          TO BE CONTINUED IN ACT 2 -- "The Second Light"
