Loonatics Unleashed

Mysterious Myka

Loonatics Unleashed
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Season 3 episode 1

The sun lit up the gloomy purple skies of Acmetropolis, no clouds were seen. It was warm and comfortable. The breeze was soft and carried the scent of ocean air and BBQ. The sound of the waves was full of ease. As if the universe was at peace and it would stay at peace for this moment in time.

The gray and blonde furred bunnies; Ace and Lexi lied on their beach towels, squishing the soft sand in between their toes. They let the warm sun hit their backs as they rested their heads on their arms. The black feathered duck, Danger Duck to be exact, wasn’t too far from them, using his high-tech metal detector to search for hidden treasure on the shore line.

“Ah,” Ace released a relaxed sigh.

He turned his head to face Lexi.

“This is just what the doctor ordered.”

“Yeah,” Lexi agreed, “prevention of war on a planet plus banishment of an evil guy equals one complete universal saving and one calming relaxing day off.”

“You said it,” Ace agreed.

“And when I find that hidden treasure we are going to be rich,” Duck cheered.

The loud beeping made Ace and Lexi lift their heads to face Duck. His metal detector lit up as it hovered over the sand. Slam walked up to him carrying a big pile of food he could devour, and he watched Duck curiously.

“Ooh,” Duck squealed excitedly.

He whipped out his shovel and started digging, only making small scoops and tossing them to the side. As he shifted the sand something dimly shiny caught his eye. He sifted the pile of sand through his fingers until he felt something soft ridged and pulled out a common bottle cap.

“People are so wasteful,” he commented slightly annoyed.

He tossed the bottle cap in a small pile that he had already started.

“Yeah, we’ll be rich in bottle caps,” Lexi smarted back.

Slam, the dark brown Tasmanian grumbled something in his own distinct language and handed him an unopened soda can.

“Yeah Slam’s right, if you save enough of those bottle caps, you can upgrade to recycled soda cans,” Ace said sarcastically.

He turned to Lexi and they both laughed.

“Ha, ha, very funny,” Duck said flatly, “just for that remark, when I do become rich, you guys aren’t getting free smoothies.”

He turned around and pouted.

Lexi and Ace stared at each other blankly. Slam gave the same look to Duck. Then a familiar howl brought their attention to the open water, where Rev, the red and blue feather roadrunner and light brown fur coyote, Tech, were surfing the waves.

Tech cheered with praise. “My Techno Surfboard 3000 works perfectly.”

As the wave died down, he let it carry his surfboard towards the midline and continued to coast. It wasn’t long when a beeping sound alerted him that another wave was approaching. He took a glance back and saw the wave starting to form. He used his strong arms to paddle, building up his speed until the wave caught up with him. He placed his hands flat on the board and hoisted himself up onto his feet. His weight shifted as he leaned his board to stay at the base of the wave. Then as the wave curled above him he directed his board to stay within the tube. For a minute it was only him in between two gulfs of water. Another beeping sound suggested that he should dive into the water before the wave dived into him. He took that as an advantage. He fell to his knees and grabbed hold of the end of his board, taking a deep breath; he let the rest of his body collapse onto his board. The strength was strong enough to force his board under water. He followed the current and let it bring him up to the top of the wave. He pulled himself up to his feet and let out another howl of victory. As the waved died down he fell onto his knees and then rested his feet in the water.

“Way-to-go-Tech,” Rev came up from behind him on his water skis.

He pulled up to a stop and held on to the safety cord.

“I-didn’t-think-it-was-possible-for-you-to-surf-but-you-so-rocked-that-wave,” he said in his super speed voice.

“What can I say, I have natural talents,” Tech boasted.

“Yeah-but-I-don’t-think-natural-talents-include-a-self-taught-surfboard?” Rev challenged him.

“Hey, the surfboard just tells me when a wave is about to hit, the rest of it is all me.”

“Uh-huh-with-little-help-alerts-speed-adjustments-and-foot-placements,” he said unconvinced.

“Well let’s test that theory,” Tech said enlightened, “if I beat you to shore then I’ll prove I have natural talent and skill and if I don’t win I’ll by your lunch.”

“Honey-BBQ-seeds?”

“No problem,” he said confidently.

They shook hands. Then Tech turned off his surfboard completely to make it a fair race. When they caught sight of the next wave, Rev gave his safety cord a tug and told the boat driver to start moving again. Tech followed close next to him.

He watched Rev for a second. He already had an advantage over him since he had enough speed to capture the wave. Keeping that in mind he started paddling strong strokes towards the wave. The stronger they were the easier it was to build up his speed. Once he caught the wave, he hopped on his board and began to cruise. Rev came up next to him. They were neck and neck. Rev leaped up into the air and did a couple of flips, landing perfectly on top of the wave. Tech did the same, trying to top Rev’s moves. He kept it basic, but he had one trick up his sleeve that he was sure not even Rev could do. He caught sight of the shoreline and a wave of determination flooded over him.

“See you at the shore,” Tech teased.

“Not-if-I-see-you-there-first,” Rev declared.

He sped away.

“Oh, you’ll see me first alright, and you’ll see me with style.”

Tech balanced his board on top of the wave. He leaped into the air, keeping his feet firmly placed on his board. He gathered enough air to where he formed a perfect spiral. When he felt the force of gravity bring him down as he brought his body to his board. As he braced himself for the plunge, he saw a strange shadow moving in the water.

“Huh?” Tech wondered confused.

Distracted by the strange figure in the water, he almost forgot that he needed to pull up. He quickly pulled himself up to his feet, but realized it was too late to pull up the rest of the way.

“Whoa!” he cried.

He smacked nose dive into the water. The waves forcefully crashed into his back along with the figure that tangled up within his legs and arms. The weight nearly pulled him down, but he managed to set himself free. When he realized that this figure was a person, a girl to be exact, he swam back down to her and grabbed her just before she could sink into the depths. He took her arm and pulled her up to where she was at eye length, then grabbed both of her arms and wrapped them around his neck, letting her body rest on his back. He kicked his legs into high gear and swam back up to the surface.

He released a breath of air only to be taken again by another strong wave. Tech ducked below it and let the wave carry him and the other victim to shore. He held on tight to her until the wave tossed them head first into the wet and dry sand. At first, Tech laid there for a moment to recover from the blunt crash. Then he pulled his head out of the sand and began up of sand and water.

Rev sped up to him. “Whoa-Tech-that-was-some-wave-you-plunged-into-talk-about-a-total-wipe-out-by-the-way-who’s-the-girl-that-swam-up-with-you?”

Tech let out a few harder coughs. “I don’t know,” he finally responded with a raspy voice. “But help me get her up.”

Rev gently pulled her off Tech’s back and laid her on her on the warm wet sand. Then he helped Tech up. Still a little dazed from the thrust he managed to dust some sand off him and knocked a chunk of it out of his long ears. When he managed to recover a bit, he stared at the girl curiously with Rev.

“So-who-do-you-think-she-could-be?” Rev wondered, “Ooh-do-you-think-she-could-be-a-mermaid?”

“I don’t know, but I’m pretty sure she’s not a mermaid, Rev,” said Tech.

“Hey guys,” Ace called to them.

He, Lexi, Duck, and Slam ran towards them.

“We saw you guys crash the waves,” said Lexi, “is everything okay?”

“What happened?" Ace asked.

“Did you guys crash into buried treasure somewhere in the sand?” Duck asked hopefully.

“More like we just crashed into sand,” Tech said flatly, “and found a girl instead.”

“Whoa,” Ace said surprised, “something tells me she wasn’t swimming in the depths of the ocean for nothing.”

Tech bent down to the mystery girl’s level. She lied there motionless. He placed two fingers on her wrist and found a slow heartbeat.

“She still has a pulse,” Tech confirmed, “We should probably get her to a hospital.”

“What?” Duck cried, “We don’t know where she’s been, she could be some evil siren or a mermaid or something.”

“Ha-so-she-is-a-mermaid,” Rev declared.

“She’s not a mermaid,” Tech protested irritably and then added, “either way, she needs help.”

He brought himself back up, placed his fist on his left shoulder and channeled in his powers. His power’s energy spiraled around him and changed his fur green, and then transforming his swim suit into a black jumpsuit with a green belt and a green upside-down triangle on his chest. He pulled her up and carried her like a baby.

“Where are you going with her?” Duck asked suspiciously.

“I’m taking her to the hospital,” Tech said slowly.

“But- “Duck protested.

“Duck, regardless if she is evil or not, we don’t know that, it’s our duty to help the weak and innocent, remember? You took an oath.”

Duck stared at him for a moment and sighed. “Alright fine,” he said, “but once we get her to the hospital, we leave her there.”

“We can’t do that,” Tech declared frustrated.

“Duck, she may have family or friends here, someone who can help her, but they can’t help her if they don’t know where she is,” Lexi pointed out.

“The hospital can help with that part,” he pointed back.

“Hey, Duck, what did she ever do to you?” Ace asked curiously.

“Nothing,” he tried to say as calmly as he could, “it’s just there’s something about her that gives me a bad vibe.”

“Duck the only bad vibes you get are when you think someone isn’t your biggest fan,” he said flatly.

“She’s washed up, battered and injured, practically weak and defenseless,” said Tech, “What could she possibly do?”

Duck didn’t say anything, and Tech knew he was right. Without another word, he activated his jetpack and headed toward Acmetropolis hospital.

When Tech had gotten the girl to the emergency room, he walked up to the nurse receptionist desk and they stared at him slightly startled at the girl’s appearance.

“Please,” he announced, “she needs help.”

“Tech.”

The familiar voice had him gaze ahead to see another coyote with smooth light brown fur in a lab coat and light green eyes like Tech’s.

“Hey Fauna,” he greeted his sister.

“What happened?” she stared at the girl with concern.

“It’s a long story, but she washed up on the shore, she needs help.”

She looked at the girl and took pity on her like he had done.

“I see.”

She looked up at him and nodded, then turned to the other nurses.

“Let’s get a gurney over here now.”

Two nurses pulled over a gurney that was resting on the side of the wall and wheeled it over to Fauna and Tech. Once it was in place, Tech gently placed her down and the nurses took her over to a room.

“Don’t worry,” Fauna reassured him, “We’ll take good care of her.”

They shared smiles and Fauna made her way to the girl, leaving Tech in the waiting room.

It seemed like hours later when Tech felt her light hand touch his shoulder and handed him a coffee.

“Hey,” she said softly.

“How is she?”

He took the cup of coffee from her and she sat down next to him.

“She’s in a coma now but she’s stabilize with fluids,” she explained, “she has a lot of injuries, including a strong blow to the head, no fractures though.”

“Is she going to be okay?”

“She’ll be in a coma until she gets stronger, but we think she will make a full recovery.”

Tech nodded that he understood.

“It’s a good thing you found her when you did, I think any longer she wouldn’t have made it, it’s amazing she still has a heartbeat. Did you find any identification on her?”

“No,” he admitted, “she just kind of…appeared.”

“Appeared?” she asked unconvinced.

He nodded.

“Well, I’ll check things out in the database but until she wakes up, she’s a Jane Doe.”

“The Loonatics and I will do some searching around too,” he said, “she’s bound to be missed somewhere.”

“Even so…” her voice trailed off in thought.

“What is it, Fauna?”

“It’s just…you said you found her washed up on the beach, right?”

“In a matter of speaking, yes.”

“She has injuries that don’t pertain to her being in the water, in fact, they look as if they happened before being tossed around in the ocean.”

“Someone deliberately hurt her or…”

Fauna caught on by what he meant, and she clarified, “Oh no, these attacks were definitely done by someone else.”

“Which means she could have been running from someone.”

“Which means she could have an enemy running around somewhere.”

“Right. Listen, get security by her room just in case, I’ll get the gang to start searching. Let us know if you find anything or if her condition changes.”

“Yes, of course.”

They got up from their seats and he reached in for a hug from her.

“Thanks Fauna.”

He released her and headed back for the Loonatics Head Quarters.

*

For three days, Tech visited the mystery patient in the hospital and her status was encouragingly changing. Fauna said that since she is healing properly, she should be waking up from her coma any day now. Tech watched over her until he had to head back to HQ. As far as finding any identity on her, he must have searched through every data base he could think and still couldn’t find anything. Luckily, if she had an enemy he hadn’t made his appearance yet, even though they kept twenty-four-hour security at her door. If she had hopes of making a strong recovery, Tech had to have hope that he could give this girl an identity, since there was a possibility that she will think she won’t have one.

On the third day, Tech sat in a chair in her room, scrolling through unlimited missing and wanted reports on his hologram screen, when he her make a soft noise. He looked up and saw that she was finally beginning to stir. Her eyes flinched a little as she slowly opened them. She stared at the ceiling halfway in a daze and confused.

She let out a shaky breath and slowly moved her head to her right where she saw the heart monitor and the IV drip. Registering that she was hooked up, she carried over her gaze to her arm that was hooked up to the plastic cord where the clear liquid traveled. She raised her arm up a bit and then put it back down. She began to gaze in the distance until Tech had caught her eye. Her eyes slightly jumped with surprise as she casted a look on him for the first time.

“You’re awake,” Tech said gently.

“And…you’re a green coyote,” she whispered weakly.

He smiled. “A friend, I assure you, the name is Tech.”

She remained skeptical as her voice became stronger. “Where am I?”

“You’re at the Acmetropolis Hospital,” he explained.

He suddenly became nervous and rubbed the back of his head.

“You…uh…you kind of threw yourself into the beach.”

She thought about his answer. Her eyes continuously blinked and shifted like haywire jumping beans. Tech figured she was just trying to make sense of everything.

“How did I get here?”

Tech wasn’t sure of the question. “How did you get to the hospital? Well, I brought you here.”

She looked at him blankly.

“As far as how you got to Acmetropolis, well I was hoping you could tell me that.”

She looked away and Tech could tell that she was thinking.

“Last thing I remember; I was being sent through a portal.”

“A portal?” he asked confused, “Like a worm hole?”

“Yes, I suppose so,” she said tiredly.

She rubbed her hands over her eyes.

Tech picked up that she had a distinct accent. One that may be of the higher standards like of a royalty status. As much as he wanted to ask her more about it, he realized that she had been through something but maybe now wasn’t the time to try to remember that. Instead, he decided to ask her some basic questions.

“Why don’t we start off with your name?”

She thought for a moment and spoke slightly unsure. “Myka…my name is Myka.”

“That’s a pretty name, how about the year?”

“2774.”

“Good, well it doesn’t seem like you have any brain damage but then again, I’m not a doctor.”

“But I am.”

He gasped in surprise as he looked over to see Fauna scolding him.

“I wasn’t giving out medical advice,” he insisted, “just finding out some answers.”

“Wait,” Myka spoke slowly, “if you’re not a doctor, then, who are you? And did I land in a world of coyotes?”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Fauna said apologetically, “I’m Dr. Fauna E. Coyote and this would be my brother, Tech E. Coyote, he is a crime fighter and a legion super hero to the Loonatics.”

“But you can just call me Tech,” he said shyly.

“And there’s a little bit of everyone here, but mostly humans,” she explained.

“He said he found me in the ocean?” she asked unsure.

Fauna nodded. “Since we had no identification on you, we couldn’t contact any family or friends, so he’s also been visiting you while you were in a coma.”

“How long have I been knocked out?”

“Three days now, your recovery seemed to progress the second day you were here.”

Myka nodded that she understood.

Fauna gave her a kind smile. “But enough questions for now,” she eyed Tech.

He recognized her warning stare and tone.

Then turned back to Myka.

“Let’s get you better first.”

“Yeah, right,” he agreed.

He got up from his chair.

“Uh…listen, I understand if everything is a little fuzzy right now, but as a reliable hero, its my responsibility to make sure you’re home safe and sound. So, if it’s okay with you, can I come back with my team to help you out?”

Myka hesitated. “…Sure…”

He gave her a curt nod.

Fauna gently touched his shoulder and guided him to the door.

“Let me walk him out,” Fauna said to Myka, “and then I promise I will get you updated on everything.”

Without waiting for a response, Fauna coaxed him out of the room and into the hall. When she knew they were out of ear shot, she gave him a slap on the arm.

“Hello, when someone wakes up from a coma, you immediately get a doctor,” she snapped.

“Sorry, I was trying not to scare her,” he said.

“Well obviously she’s never seen a walking, talking, green coyote before, so I don’t think you are doing a very good job with that,” she pointed out.

“Sorry,” he said again.

She sighed, and her face softened. “I understand that it is your duty to help people but why do you care about this girl?”

“I care about her just like I care about any other citizen,” he protested.

Fauna glared at him with the suspicion that he wasn’t admitting everything that was on his mind. “Are you sure about that?”

“I don’t know.”

Fauna continued to stare at him.

Tech gave in. “At first it started off as helping a citizen and then we couldn’t find any friends or family, I guess it kind of brought back memories for you and me when we first came to Acmetropolis. We know what it’s like to be alone.”

Fauna knew he was right yet she had feeling that there might be something more.

Suddenly her pager and his communicator went off.

“Hello?” she replied.

“Hey Ace, guess what, our mysterious beach girl just woke up.”

“Yes. Really?”

“A creature attacking the city? Alright I’m on my way.”

“Alright then, thank you for letting me know.”

They both hung up and turned back to one another.

“We got a situation downtown,” he said, “some mutant bird is attacking the city. What was your call about?” Tech asked.

“That was the lab,” she said, “I think we actually found a clue.”

“A clue?” he inquired.

“The lab found highly concentrated abnormal cells in Myka’s blood, its SPB+.”

“Right, and in techno geek speak that means?”

“It means she has super powers.”

“She’s a super hero?”

Fauna grew defensive as he got excited.

“I didn’t say that,” she said firmly, “she has abilities like you and the others, but stronger.”

“And she gave me a name, plus she has an accent, maybe I can work with that,” he began to leave.

“Wait Tech- “she pulled him back, “I understand why you’re helping her and she seems harmless now…but just be careful, okay?”

“I will.”

He kissed her on the cheek and left her in the center of the hallway.

Ace blasted the bird like creature into the wall with his laser vision. It stunned him for a second, and then he let out a screech and peeled himself off the wall.

“Uh…anyone got any ideas?” Ace asked his team.

“I got him Ace,” said Tech.

He channeled in his telekinesis power and bent two metal bars. He wrapped them around the creature’s wings and brought him to the ground.

“Ha, we got you beak breath,” Duck taunted him.

The bird squawked at him again and he leaped back.

“Can it feathers, or your punishment won’t be so pretty.”

“Nice job Tech and Duck stop tormenting Arial here before you become bird food,” said Ace.

Duck did one last mockery and just when the bird was going to take a snap at him, he quacked out of the way. “So, what are we going to do with squawkers over here?”

The bird let out another screech.

“Too bad this thing isn’t going to hold our new friend here for too long.”

“Did somebody hail a cab?” Lexi called from the skies in one of their ships. She pushed a green button and unleashed a cage big enough to surround and capture the creature.

Ace signaled her with a thumb up and a smile.

“Yeah, this ought to hold you,” Duck taunted him again.

The bird let out another screech and rocked the cage a little.

“Whoa,” Lexi cried, “hey hold still birdie.”

Then there was a small flash of white light and the bird disappeared.

“Did that just--” Ace asked thoughtfully.

“Yeah that just happened,” Tech said flatly.

“Quick, can you track those particles?”

Tech raised his wrist up to the cage and pushed a button on his communicator that released a scan of the area. When the scan was complete, he brought up another screen with his results. Tech stared at them confused. “That’s weird, there are no teleportation particles,” he said.

“Ah!” Ace grunted in frustration.

“Ace look,” Lexi called from above, she pointed towards the horizon. “It looks like he’s heading towards the hospital.”

“Okay, Tech, you, Lexi and Rev take the skies. The rest of us will try to cut him off on land. Time to go bird hunting, let’s jet.”

**

Myka sat up in her bed eating her hospital food. A small salad and some chicken broth.

Dr. Coyote said that it had been awhile since she last ate, so she wanted her to start off slow, so her body didn’t go into shock. If she wasn’t careful she could affect her inner self which leads to her powers sprouting out of control. She didn’t realize how hungry she was until she took a first bite of lettuce, and merely started chowing down. Even if the lettuce was a little dry and the chicken broth tasted like bland hot tap water, she savored every bit that landed on her taste buds. As she took a couple sips of the broth and then stopped for a second to take in everything.

Everyone has been so nice to me here, especially that one coyote that has been coming in to see me. He must make one great super hero for this planet. I hope I can express my gratitude somehow before I take off again. It is strange. I have only seen the end of a hospital bed but even in a coma there is this connection with Acmetropolis. Almost as if…

Suddenly, her lunch dishes began to tremble along with her bed and the rest of the room. She quickly grasped them, so they wouldn’t fall and then she gazed worriedly at her walls. A screech brought her attention to the window. She saw an odd looking mythical bird that was all too familiar to her. Even though in certain parts of the galaxy, this type of bird is usually peaceful, but Myka knew why it veered off as angry and dangerous.

“Oh no…”

The bird let out a loud sonic screech. Myka immediately covered her ears and cowered in her bed. She braced herself as the window glass shattered and the bird charged on in. Before he could attack her, a green light and a piece of metal surrounded his wings, making him unable to move. She turned back to the window and saw the coyote struggling to hold his grip as the bird continued to fight back.

“Hold still, would you?” he declared.

She slid out of her bed and ducked below the side of it. Dr. Coyote came running in and caught the bird’s attention.

She gasped. “Dr. Coyote, look out.”

Myka leaped in front of her and unleashed a small amount of her power as a shield. It stunned the bird for a second but came rushing at them once again. Myka placed her hands out in front of her, hoping another shield would appear, but she knew her body was still weak from being tossed around in the ocean. She thought she, and Dr. Coyote were done for when she realized that they weren’t being attacked. She looked up and saw the coyote standing in front of them with a shield of his own.

“Tech,” Dr. Coyote cried.

“You guys get back, now.”

Myka hesitated for a second but Dr. Coyote grabbed her arm and guided her to the side of the bed. They ducked down and watched Tech hold off the bird. The others joined in with him and began attacking it. They were strong, but the bird was stronger. He broke apart the metal bar that was holding him and opened his wide wings. Tech was about to take charge when his wing slapped him across the room and landed in front of Myka and Dr. Coyote.

“Tech,” Dr. Coyote cried again.

The bird heard Dr. Coyote and caught sight of Myka. Thinking he would come charging after her and Tech, she pulled herself over Tech’s body. She shut her eyes tight and held on. Fear and anxiety coursing through her, channeling into some sort of power that would help them. As she looked up the bird was coming in close to them, she turned away.

“No!” she cried.

Then a strange amount of power flooded through her and created a shield that blocked the bird from getting to them. She pulled away startled at first, then she looked at her hand and saw a green glow surrounding her blue glow.

“His energy is compatible with mine,” she realized.

She looked back at the bird as it led out another screech. Quickly, she turned back to the coyote.

“Please, you’ve helped me once, help me one more time.”

She placed both her hands on his chest and let his power consume with her own. She kept one hand on his chest and raised the other one up in the air and created another shield just before the bird could strike another attack. She forced the bird back to the opposite side of the room. The power carried her through the room and she came face to face with the bird. They stared at each other intensely for a moment and then she channeled a power she didn’t know she had. A power that surrounded the bird with unbelievable strength. As the bird let out a final screech it glowed white, it looked as if it exploded and shrunk to a tiny glow sphere that Myka could clasped into her hands. She let out a deep breath and lightly landed back on the ground. The extra power she had dispersed back to Tech. As she held onto the sphere of the mythical bird, she stood there in a daze for a moment until a yellow bunny caught the corner of her eye. She stared at him frightened for a second but then saw in his eyes that he meant her no harm. She gazed back at her hands holding the sphere captive and then back at him.

“Please,” she managed to say, “if I release him, he will be free again.”

He didn’t say anything. As he looked at her with curiosity and amazement, he pulled out a small tube and pushed a button to make it a wider cylinder. He held it out to her. She placed her cupped hands over the container and let the sphere fall inside. Instantly, the container sealed itself. With the bird monster finally captured, he took the container and placed it in his backpack. She released a deep, tired, sigh of relief.

“Who are you?” the bunny asked.

She looked up at him with tired eyes, her voice seemed soft as she spoke. “I really don’t know.”

Her eyes closed as she collapsed into his arms.

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