Data 7: Black Saturday at Lawndale Back at the JAL plane, the fight between Ami and Akbar was now at a fever pitch. Akbar gave a kidney punch to Ami, sending her reeling. Ami staggered a bit from the blow, but wasn't down for the count yet. "I WILL KILL YOU IN THE NAME OF ALLAH!," Akbar screamed. With that, he opened the emergency hatch, and air gushed into the cabin. Everything that wasn't nailed down was blowing around the cabin. Akbar seized Ami and tried to toss her out of the open door. Ami, however, hung on with all the strength she could muster within herself. Ami took a good look at the device on Akbar: the clock said it would go off in ten minutes. Ami realized that she didn't have too much time left. "I WILL SEE YOU BURN IN HELL!," Akbar roared. He banged on Ami's left hand, causing her to momentarily lose her grip. She regained it as the wind was howling in her face. Suddenly, Ami kneed Akbar in the testicles, sending him howling. Ami clambered back on board; what she had to do had to be done quickly. "SHABON SPRAY, FREEZING!," she yelled. With that, Akbar was frozen solid. Ami pushed him from behind and sent him then and there through the open emergency exit and into the air! Somehow, Ami thought she heard a muffled "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" as he fell, down, down, down, tens of thousands of feet. The frozen body then landed in the ocean, and plunged, deep, deep, deep into the water. A shark saw Akbar and ate him whole. The shark then swam away. By then, the nuclear device went off, with the shark at ground zero and only killing whatever lives deep down in the furthest reaches of the ocean. Lawndale had been spared of one horror, but another was to come soon. ----------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------------- The game was about to get underway at Lawndale. The PA system crackled to life: "Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to Lawndale High School! This afternoon your Lawndale Lions will take on the Highland Fighting Trojans!" With that, the announcer went into the usual descriptions of the starting lineups. After announcing that for Highland, Brittany and the other cheerleaders took to the field as the opening lineup for Lawndale was announced. As soon as it was time to announce the starting quarterback, the announcer took on the usual tone of fake enthusiasm appropriate for such occasions: "And, last but not least, here is your starting quarterback, the one, the only, KEVIN THOMPSON!" Kevin got onto the field, and Brittany gave him a big hug and a kiss. The crowd was going crazy. "GO GET 'EM, KEVIN!," Brittany said. "I will, Cupcake!," Kevin replied. The announcer continued: "And now, ladies and gentlemen, would you please rise and direct your attention to the fifty yard line as the band Mystik Spiral will play our National Anthem." Trent and Jesse--along with bassist Nicholas Campbell and drummer Max Tyler--were all set in mid-field. Jesse began to strum the guitar, and launched into a Jimi Hendrix-style solo. Trent got up to the microphone and began to sing: "Oh, yeah, oh, oh say, oh say, can you see, man/By the dawn's early light/What so proudly we hailed/At the twilight's last gleaming." Trent then gave a jagged guitar lick, with Jesse and Nicholas keeping in tempo; Trent continued: "Yeah, whose broad stripes and bright stars/Through the perilous fight (another screeching guitar lick from Jesse)/O'er the ramparts we watched/Were so gallantly streaming." The guitars went into overdrive, with Max pounding the drums furiously. "And the rocket's red glare," shrieked Trent Trent suddenly gave a note-for-note rendition of Hendrix's guitar burst at that point of the song, except this went on for five minutes. "The bombs bursting in air," continued Trent. Another five minute guitar attack. After that, Trent sang, "Gave proof through the night/That our flag was still there." Suddenly, Jesse began to strum the opening bars of "Chopin's Funeral March." Trent went into his big finish: "Oh, oh, oh say does that star spangled banner yet wave." Another long screeching note from Jesse. "O'er the land of the free. . .," Trent sand, and held the last note for a few seconds. Trent gave a long, screeching note on his guitar. Trent finished with, "And the home of the brave." All of a sudden, Trent and Jesse both crashed into a loud guitar crescendo: "DUH, DUH, DUH, DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH," while at the same time Trent sang, "America! America! America! Land of the free, baby!" After that, Max ended the song by banging twice a gong that had "A J. Arthur Rank Enterprise" written on it. After that, Trent flashed a peace sign, and said "Peace, dudes!" At first, everyone just stood there in stone cold silence. Jane then began to clap. Slowly, everyone else began to clap as well. Trent took a bow, as did the other members of Mystik Spiral. They left the field, with the applause still ringing through the stadium. Ms. Li smiled to herself and thought that this was $1000 well spent. There was a pause as the musical equipment was being cleared off the field. Soon, both teams took to the field. The captains for each team were huddled around the referee for the coin toss. "Mr. Mackenzie," the referee said, "As captain for the home team, you will call the toss. This coin I have is a real, honest-to- goodness replica of the infamous Batman villain Two-Face's lucky two-faced coin; a double-obverse 1922 Peace Dollar. You will either call 'Good side up!' or 'Scarred side up!' Do you understand?" "Why is that coin being used?," was all that Mack said. "Don't sweat it son," the referee said, "this coin was donated by one of the sponsors of the Lawndale football team, Lawndale Comics and Anime on Sugarbush Avenue in the middle of downtown Lawndale." Since he was wired to a mike, everyone could hear him. "Don't forget everyone, go there now for the big 'Sailor Moon' fan subbed video sale! All episodes ten percent off! And we'll give you an extra thirty percent off on the infamous episode where Sailor Jupiter brags about the size of her breasts if you can correctly guess her bra size!" "Ms. Li set you up to this as one of her money making schemes, didn't she?," Mack asked. "It only gets worse, son," the referee continued. "The stadium is now being called Surge Cola Stadium!" Mack groaned. "All right, already!," he said resignedly; "I'll call 'Good side up.'" The referee flipped the coin, and it landed good side up. "Good side up," the referee said; "Your team wins the toss. Do you wish to kick or receive? "We'll receive," replied Mack. "OK," said the referee; "good luck, gentlemen." Mack turned to Kevin and said, "Ms. Li has gone too far in selling out our school!" Highland kicked off the ball to open the game. Mack grabbed the ball, but only got as far as the twelve yard line before he was tackled. Kevin, Mack and the others now huddled around for the first play. "Mack," Kevin said, "you fake out toward the right and go for the long pass!" "That's probably where they would expect us to try!," responded Mack. "Hey, it'll work, trust me!," reassured Kevin. They broke huddle and then Kevin called the play. Mack faked right and then zoomed to the left. Kevin tried to make the pass, but then two hulking Highland tackles lunged right for him, forcing Kevin to retreat past his own goal line. In desperation he tired to make the pass, but then he was tackled for the safety. "And Highland grabs an early 2-0 lead by making a safety!," said the PA announcer. Brittany looked on and got disappointed. But then she got the cheerleaders going on one of their best cheers: "C'mon, Lawndale, roar, roar, roar! C'mon, Lawndale, roar, roar, roar!" Meanwhile, Quinn and the other members of the Fashion Club were selling their goodies. Unfortunately, when they passed by Beavis and Butt-Head, those two acted up again. "Uh, do you want to score with Beavis and me?," Butt-Head asked Sandi. "Like, get away from me!," shrieked Sandi. "Hey, here comes Diarrhea's sister! Let's hit up on her again!," Beavis said. Quinn saw those two coming. "If you even think of harassing me," she said, "I'll have Jane beat up the both of you into a bloody pulp!" "Did you hear that, Beavis," Butt-Head said, "she wants to make up popes!" "Will I get to wear that funny pointed hat and all that?," asked Beavis. "I said, 'PULP,' not 'POPE!,'", shrieked Quinn. "Hey, Butt-Head," Beavis said, "Do you ever noticed the similarities between Quinn and that chick Gabrielle from 'Xena: Warrior Princess'?" "Yeah," replied Butt-Head, "they're both dirty blondes, they both have bare midriffs and they both have big hooters!" They began their hideous laughter. "Score with us, Quinn!," Beavis said. "Yeah, score with us!," added Butt-Head. "JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANE!," screamed Quinn. Jane was there at a moment's notice. She got the both of them and kicked their asses real good. "Next time, you'll be in the hospital!," Jane warned. Beavis and Butt-Head were bruised up. "Hey, Butt-Head, does it hurt?," Beavis wanted to know. "Only when I laugh, Beavis," replied Butt-Head; he began to laugh, then began to howl, "OWWWWWWW!" While all that was going on, Highland scored a touchdown; with the two-point conversion, the score was now 10-0 in their favor. ----------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------------- Meanwhile, the JAL plane was now pretty close to Lawndale. Ami has just closed the emergency door and made her way to the cockpit. She was hoping to contact the nearest airport, but then she noticed that after Akbar told the press about his hijacking the plane, he had also shot out the radio. This was only going to make the task of getting the plane down safely that much more difficult. But she noticed an even bigger concern: the plane was critically low on fuel. Ami raced out of the cockpit and got to the flight attendant, who was now topless since the force of the air rushing in from the emergency door ripped off what was left of her bra. "Miss, you've got to tell the passengers to prepare for an emergency landing!," Ami said. "We're going to crash, aren't we?," the flight attendant asked. "Perhaps we will," said Ami, "but right now we don't have many options left. Our fuel is almost exhausted." On that note, the flight attendant instructed everyone to prepare for a emergency crash landing. Ami then grabbed a piece of carry-on luggage she had and gave the flight attendant a blouse of hers to wear ; luckily, they had the same blouse size, though they didn't have the same bra size. Everyone on board thought that this was going to be the end. ----------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------------- As was custom in Japan, the funeral was conducted by Buddhist rites; almost all of them were, since there are few Christians in the nation, and Shinto took a rather dim view of the afterlife. The Buddhist monk officiating the ceremonies was a friend of Rei's grandfather; at one time he was himself a Shinto priest. "We mourn for the death of this great man," began the monk; "but we must remember that now he goes to be with Buddha in Nirvana, to a far greater place than this troublesome world. His death was utterly meaningless, but he will now find the ultimate meaning to life, the Universe, and everything. Farewell, my brother in the faith." He then scattered flower petals into the grave, followed by all those in attendance. All of the Sailor Senshi and Daria were present. Except for Rei, they were wearing the usual Western black mourning clothes; Rei was wearing her miko's outfit. She laid into the grave besides petals one of her "demon banishment scrolls". Daria didn't have a simple black dress to wear and had to buy one from a store in the Ginza; it was one of those drop- dead minidresses and she was also suckered into buying a pair of those dark brown stockings that seem to go well with such a dress and a pair of high heels. Already they were murder on her feet. "Whoever invented high heel shoes must have been a guy;" she began to say; "he should have been strung up the nearest tree." Rei, after she left the grave, collapsed into tear; Usagi and Mamoru both hugged her. Daria stood by and watched. "I've lost everything that gave meaning to my life: my grandfather, the shrine, ,my peace of mind!" "You still have Yuuichirou and your crows," Usagi replied, "and you still have us." "You can stay with me until they rebuild the shrine," Mamoru offered. Rei cried bitterly. Suddenly, she left their embrace, grabbed a samurai sword that was hidden beneath her hakama and looked like she was going to commit seppuku; women usually did that by stabbing the sword through the throat, and not by slitting the belly like men did. "REI, NO!", everyone shouted. "No, I will not commit seppuku. However, I call upon Amaterasu- Omikami herself to witness my vows. I will not rest until the person responsible for killing my grandfather is finally brought to justice. Either this blade will go through the heinous person's heart, or it will go through my own throat. I will avenge your death, Grandpa, and I know you will not rest until I have done so!I have sworn!" Everyone left the cemetery chilled to the bones. Somehow, Daria had this mental image in her head of a hand emerging from a pool of blood, setting out letters that spelled out the word "CHILLER" and then sinking back into the pool of blood while an eerie voice said "CHILLER!" Somehow this seemed sickeningly appropriate. ----------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------------- Everyone had gone to Mamoru's apartment for the post-funeral reception. Rei didn't have any other living relatives other than her estranged father, who she hadn't spoken to in years. She left him because she held him responsible for the death of her mother; they were driving back from a party and he was drunk; they crashed into a tree, killing her instantly. It was after that incident that Rei left him and went to Sendai Hill Shrine, ran by her now late maternal grandfather. There were some old friends of his and some students that Rei recognized from her junior high school days. Then there were everyone else's friends and family. Kenji, Usagi's father, went up to Rei. "I am so sorry about what happened," Kenji said. "Grandpa was such a beloved man," answered Rei. "He will be sorely missed." Kenji then recognized Daria. "There you are, Daria, he said; "I didn't notice you without the combat fatigues you usually wear I have to admit with that dress on, you almost look human." "Frankly, formal wear like this isn't my style," Daria answered him; "I once wore this bare-shouldered dress to a wedding since I was going to be the bridesmaid, and I didn't like it." Kenji said, "Actually, I thought you were more the person who likes to wear slacks or combat pants, but you always wear that same drab olive jacket, orange shirt, black knee-length skirt and combat boots."; Kenji had seen Daria a couple of times since she came over, mainly when she stopped by Usagi's house for dinner a couple of times. "OK, OK, I'll let you in on a little secret," confessed Daria; "I've actually got better-looking legs that my sister, Quinn, but don't tell her about it because then she'll probably steal every skirt I own." "What about your sister, anyway?," Kenji wanted to know. "She's the vice-president of my hometown high school's Fashion Club," began Daria. "She kind of looks like Gabrielle from 'Xena: Warrior Princess' because she likes to wear shirts that leave her midriff bare and also has almost the same hair color and hairstyle. She's a complete airhead. With that, Daria broke into a rare smile. Somehow, with Usagi's parents, she felt at ease with them, because at least they knew what they were doing. Back home, her father was so wishy-washy and her mother was so domineering. Ikuko joined her husband. "There you are, dear," she said. "You should try this clam dip; I hear that Mamoru made this himself and it's pretty good." "Later, dear," Kenji said. Daria took a good look at herself in a nearby mirror. She had to admit that she didn't ever look as beautiful as she did now. What she really wanted to do was to fantasize how'd she look like in one of those armored bikinis like some of those heroines she had been seeing in anime since she came over. The day after she arrived here, Ami and she watched "Leda: The Fantastic Adventure of Yohko" on video, and Daria thought that Yohko's outfit was rather cool, if a bit sexist. That was the type of outfit she wished she wore, and not that frumpy seirafuku she had now as Sailor Mercury. Ami said that "Leda" was one of her favorite anime of all time, and admitted that she was an "otaku", or fan of anime herself. She thought back to what they were doing after they saw the film. They were in their bedclothes, and were gossiping in Ami's room. "'I really like Yohko, she's a woman who's true to herself despite the fact that she's an innocent woman trapped in a situation not of her own making," Ami said. "Well," Daria replied, "I thought it was a bit derivative of "Red Sonja" and "Xena", but otherwise it was OK. I just wish she didn't dote on that guy so much. She's got to realize that she can stand up on her own two feet without any guy's help." "Are you a feminist?," asked Ami. "Yes;" replied Daria; "I got it from my mother, as well as my science teacher, Ms. Barch. That last person is a real hoot. I swear every time in class, she says that 'All men are scum!'" Ami got a good laugh over that. "What's so funny?," Daria wanted to know. "It's just that your science teacher seems to write off men so easily," replied Ami. "In Japan there's really no such problems like that." "Really, then why are women still treated the way they are?," demanded Daria. Ami responded, "Oh, I guess you keep hearing the reports about how men are so aloof and treat women like property. But did you know how much power real Japanese housewives have?" "How much?," asked Daria. "Enough to make any grown man cry in his sake!," giggled Ami. Somehow, after the description that Ami gave about how wives made men stick to a little stipend from their salaries and controlled many aspects of their children's education, Daria broke into the biggest smile she ever had. But then she asked if that was the case, them why become a doctor. "My mother's a doctor," began Ami, "and her father before that. She told me how Grandpa was a doctor tending to the wounded during the war. It was pretty brutal business, especially toward the end. After the war, he set up a private practice, and encouraged my mother to take up the practice, since she was an only child and someone had to carry on the business. At first she was hesitant, but then she met one person who changed her life." "Who?," Daria wanted to know. Ami's answer was surprising: "Dr. Tezuka Osamu. I guess you know him from his works 'Tetsuwan Atom' and 'Jungle Taitei'". "You mean to tell me that the man who created 'Astro Boy' and 'Kimba the White Lion' was a doctor?" "Yes," Ami continued, "and he told my mother that there was no nobler profession than that of helping your fellow man in his time of need. My mother then decided that being a doctor was a worthwhile goal." "I'm impressed, "said a very impressed Daria; she was not one who was easily impressed. "My father, who's an artist, also thinks I should pursue an artistic career on the side," continued Ami. "If you ever visit Lawndale," Daria said, "you should check out my friend Jane Lane; she's an aspiring artist. Hell, her whole family is. Except her brother, Trent; he's a rock musician." "Daria," Ami asked, "you looked a bit embarrassed when you mentioned him. Are you in love with him?" "I'll admit that I am," confessed Daria. "It's kind of like the situation with Usagi and Mamoru. I just can't seem to get the words out, like he knows that I'm there, but he just doesn't seem to know." "Does he call you 'Dumpling-Head' at times?," inquired Ami. "No, nothing insulting like that," said Daria. "Hell, he doesn't have an insulting bone in his body. He's just a bit spacey, that's the major flaw in his character." Ami got a good laugh over that. "You know, Daria, you're different," replied Ami; "You're really honest about yourself and about other people." "Well, I like to tell it like it is," said Daria. Ami then added, "Daria, one of these days I will visit Lawndale and see all your friends and family." "I guarantee you won't have a dull moment there," assured Daria. Daria's train of thought was interrupted when someone turned on the TV. The NHK announcer was delivering the nightly news, and there was one interesting matter: "Tokyo-to Governor Nagai Kenji now has a commanding lead over his opponents in the latest NHK/Yorimuri Shimbun poll. Nagai, the Komeito candidate for the empty seat for Tokyo-to in the House of Representatives, now has a fifty-five percent approval rating as opposed to his Liberal Democratic, Socialist, Social Democratic and Communist opponents. Nagai's portraying himself as a "law and order" candidate as well as a reformer seems to have struck a chord with voters who are gravely concerned over the recent crises that have seem to hit Japan like a typhoon. As for the Neo-Zero crisis, NHK will continue to update that situation as conditions warrant." The sun was setting now over Tokyo. Daria had a strange feeling that she wanted to be anywhere else right now than here. She excused herself from the reception and went back to Ami's house. There she decided to go to bed. For some strange reason she decided to wear Ami's football jersey nightshirt. As she fell asleep, a strange dream began to unfold. . . ----------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------------- The repairs to the Neo-Zero were taking longer than expected. Yoriko was clearly showing her impatience with the whole affair. "I want that engine repaired in the next fifteen minutes or heads will roll!," Yoriko shrieked. Dr. Vander Helffen sensed Yoriko's frustrations and went to her. "All will be ready in good time," he said. "Dr. Vander Helffen," Yoriko yelled, "I will not rest until that traitor Ryu and the Solar Warrior are both dead!" "Yoriko, you are beginning to lose sight of the goal," warned Dr. Vander Helffen."We are to take over the nation first; later we will deal with those who have opposed us." "That may be your way, but it is not mine!," said Yoriko. "And you better have more of the 'Hi no Tori' pills for me soon or I will take matters into my own hands!" With that, she stormed out again. Dr. Vander Helffen realized that soon he might have to take matters into his own hands as well. ----------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------------- Daria had the sensation that the alarm had went off, but she had just fallen asleep. She looked at the alarm and realized that she was running late for school. "AAAAAAAA! I'm late for school! First day! I'm late!," she shrieked. Then, it seemed that she took off her nightshirt and ran for the closet--wearing nothing but her panties--to grab a bra. But when she got to the closet, she fell through it and was falling deep, deep, into a hole. When she landed, it looked like she was in the middle of a bombed-out area. "Great," said Daria in her usual deadpan manner; "here I am virtually naked everyone can see how small-breasted I am, and I'm in the middle of a war zone. Right now, I bet some Huns are going to swoop out of nowhere and grab me." Just as she said, some Huns swooped out of nowhere and grabbed her. but just then, someone was standing in their path. "Ne'er-do-well'ers!," the man said "I am the Solar Warrior, servant to Amaterasu-Omakami, Goddess of the Sun! In the name of the Sun, you will be judged!" Then he spread out his hands and the power began to glow in the discs in each hand. "SOLAR FLARE DISCHARGE ATTACK!," the Solar Warrior yelled. The solar flares streamed from his hands and burned the Huns to a crisp; Daria, however, was not injured. The Solar Warrior approached her. "This is kind of a bad time to see me, since I'm naked," Daria said. But the Solar Warrior, it seemed, summoned some solar energy and dressed her up in a seirafuku. "Do not be afraid of me, Daria," he said; "I will protect you from all harm." He seemed to draw closer. They were on the verge of kissing each other. They kissed, but then Daria was wrenched awake by someone shaking her shoulder. "Daria, get up! We have to go to SDF HQ on the double!," said a voice. It was Minako, and she looked like she went through Hell herself. She wasn't even in her Sailor Venus seirafuku but instead was wearing a green T-shirt and blue jeans. Her eyes had black bags under them for lack of sleep, and her hair was a bit disheveled. "Minako, you interrupted me in the middle of the best dream I've ever had for this?," said Daria rather groggily "Sorry, but this is urgent!," replied Minako. "Now I know how Samuel Taylor Colleridge must have felt when that insurance salesman interrupted him right in the middle of writing 'Kubla Kahn'," sneered Daria. She flung on a black T- shirt and blue jeans, the same outfit she wore while on her ill- fated trip to Alternapalooza. Somehow the irony wasn't lost on her. It was a weird dream. She never had such intense feelings for a guy before in her life. But her heart belonged to Trent, and she could never tell the Solar Warrior how much she cared for him. Daria was soon on her way to SDF HQ. ----------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------------- The FAA facility near Lawndale International Airport was a pretty critical facility; its radar could cover a six state area. So there was concern when an aircraft appeared out of nowhere on the screen. One of the air traffic controllers immediately spotted that it was the hijacked JAL flight. "Oh, my god! The hijacker is bringing the JAL plane here!," he spewed out as soon as he realized where it was going. Everyone was now in a state of panic. The plane was nearing Lawndale. Since word that the attempt to stop the plane failed since the task force based in Japan was not dispatched due to the Neo-Zero hijacking, everyone was shuddering to think where the plane would eventually wind up in. It was heading for Lawndale. Phone calls were made to the White House, the Pentagon and to the nearest USAF base. Hell had come to Lawndale, and it was on board a Boeing 747. ----------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------------- Right now, at 25,000 feet, all that Ami could think about was that fuel was now almost exhausted. The needle crept up to "E". The flight attendant came into the cockpit. "Everyone is ready for an emergency landing," she said. Ami then said, "You've got to tell me how I can keep this plane level enough to make a belly landing." "You'll have to grab the stick and keep it level," instructed the flight attendant; " But first you'll have to disengage the auto pilot." The flight attendant went over to the auto pilot and deactivated it. Now the needle was right on "E". The engines were still running, but within a few seconds, they began to grind to a halt. Ami could see Lawndale right in front of her, and saw that the plane was going to head right for a football stadium. The plane began to fall down, nose first, and Ami and the others were thrown violently toward the front. Ami grabbed the stick and tried to keep the plane level. Somehow, the plane was fighting her, though. "If I don't survive this, let the rest of the Sailor Senshi avenge my death!," said Ami to herself. ----------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------------- Things were not going too good for Lawndale; they were now trailing 24-7. Kevin had just fumbled the ball and was now getting a good chewing out from Mack. "Kevin, you idiot, you're giving the game to Highland on a silver platter!," shrieked Mack. Kevin shot back, "Give me a break, Mack! I'm under a lot of pressure!" "If we don't win this game," warned Mack, "we might as well write off any hopes of winning the conference title, and perhaps even the state playoffs!" While that was going on, Beavis and Butt-Head made one more attempt to score on Quinn. "Hey, Quinn, let's blow this game! It sucks! Go back to our place and let's score!", Beavis said. "If you don't leave me alone, I'm going to do something drastic!," screamed Quinn. Just then, everyone heard a loud "WHOOSH!" Suddenly, the JAL 747 fell out of the sky. It seemed to be stable, but then it was too close to the stadium; it flew by it, and grazed a set of lights. The tower fell down. Everyone ran in panic. "WHOA! I think there're filming 'Black Sunday II'!", Butt-Head said. "Wait a minute, dillweed! 'Black Sunday' was about a blimp!", Beavis replied. "No, assmunch!," shot back Butt-Head. "That was 'The Hindenburger' or something like that!" "I'll blow up your blimp, asswipe!," warned Beavis. "Go ahead and try, Beavis!," dared Butt-Head. They got into a fist fight. Quinn tried to get away but those two saw her go, then broke off their fight and went after her. Quinn ran screaming. ----------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------------- Ami tried her best to keep the plane level, but hitting the stadium lights didn't help matters. The plane was almost on the ground now. Ami tried to concentrate, but it was no use; the stick was still fighting her. "Pull up! Pull up!," the flight attendant screamed. "WE'RE GOING TO CRASH! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" The plane hit the ground like a lead balloon. It bounced and broke into several pieces before finally coming to rest. Ami saw the flight attendant crash through the windshield and into a tree, killing her instantly. Ami conked her head against the stick and began to black out. "Not now, not now. . . . .," she said, then lapsed into unconsciousness. ----------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------------- Anthony Corlew saw what happened, and took it for a sign. "ATTACK!", he roared. Now the Lawndale Militia raced forward and the various troops stormed City Hall, the Police Station and the Courthouse. Soon enough, since there was only token resistance, they had taken over all three buildings. Anthony boldly entered the Mayor's office, sat down in the chair, and propped his feet on his desk. "Gentlemen, at long last, Lawndale is ours!," he said in triumph. It was the bleakest hour in Lawndale's history.