THE CHAOS WARRIORS

Synopsis: This story is pure fiction. It involves three 
kids middle school aged who possess super powers, which 
they must use to battle the forces of evil. When they are 
not fighting evil, they are usually fighting the 
tribulations of everyday life. The leader of the three, 
Michael, befriends a boy named Dwight, who has a problem 
with pants wetting, and faces ridicule by teachers and 
other classmates. Even though his mother sympathizes with 
his situation, she is considering putting him in diapers 
until they can figure out a way for him to get over his 
problem. He is reluctant, and as he is considering this, 
Geon, commander of Emperor Aiken's army, hatches a plot to 
drain the energy of adults by reducing them to infants in 
order to give the Negaforce enough power to conquer the 
Universe. In the process Dwight is captured by Geon's new 
minion the Keeper. Geon's plan is ruined. Dwight is 
restored to normal and later decides that maybe diapers 
would be better than facing the embarrassment of wetting 
his pants constantly. His confidence is boosted as well as 
he learns that no matter what, Michael will be at his side.

Episode One- Act Your Age

	Mrs. Yitters struck again. It wasn't that she was a 
bad teacher, it was more like all of her students came from 
the reject pile that nobody else wanted. The students had 
come to know Mrs. Yitters' math class as Survival Training 
101, mainly because the kids that got sent there were 
mostly troubled. Some of them had been sent to this school 
after being transferred from another school for fighting, 
vandalism, or drug smuggling. Other kids were resource room 
students just trying to make it through the eighth grade.
	Fourteen-year-old Michael on the other hand, was a 
foster child. He and his sister were taken out of their 
home after a neighbor reported that their father and mother 
were neglecting them, which was true to a degree. And after 
an incident involving spousal abuse the parents were 
completely separated from Mike and Kimberly. A nice couple 
who desperately wanted children adopted Mike and Kimberly a 
year ago, and since then life had been above all good. 
Except of course for the fact that being a foster child 
automatically made Mike a bad guy, and thus he was placed 
in Mrs. Yitters' class for delinquents. Michael was a black 
belt in Tae Kwondoe and kick boxing so he didn't lack the 
skills to survive in a class like this. And most of the 
younger students admired him for the way he stuck up for 
them.
	Mrs. Yitters and the other teachers liked him because 
he was a good student and was readily compassionate towards 
others who were struggling, even if they didn't return it. 
Which was why when Dwight Haskins came to school three 
weeks ago, it was no surprise to see Michael introducing 
himself and befriending him instantly. Dwight was another 
kid who ended up getting the bad half of the pie. He never 
had a criminal record, was a good student overall, but had 
a small bladder control problem. Mostly his problem came 
from the anticipation of having to urinate when there was 
no bathroom around, or in the case of Monday's math class, 
when the teacher became fed up and banned the use of the 
hall pass for that class.
	"Mrs. Yitters," Dwight raised his hand in obvious 
distress.
	"Yes, Dwight," Mrs. Yitters replied looking up from 
her deskwork.
	"May I please go to the bathroom?" He asked with as 
much dignity as possible.
	"I'm sorry, Dwight, but I can't let you go when I have 
banned the others," Mrs. Yitters replied, not showing the 
slightest bit of pity. "You'll just have to hold it until 
after class."
	The class, the half that actually cared what happened 
with their future, had been working on pages five and six 
of multiple fractions. Others were busy gossiping and 
making bets on how long it would take for Dwight to pee his 
pants again. It was impossible for Dwight to concentrate on 
math when the stinging urge to go was increasing in his 
bladder. It was even harder for Michael, who sat next to 
him, to concentrate on his work when he was busy feeling 
sorry for Dwight's situation. Dwight's legs were crossed so 
tight that they almost lost their blood circulation. As the 
clock slowly dragged along the minutes, the pressure got 
more and more painful. This time he had his hands pressed 
against his crotch and his eyes closed as if praying for 
better control. Mike who had pants wetting problems himself 
when he was five, did his best to try and get Dwight 
through it.
	"Half hour to go," he whispered, patting Dwight on the 
shoulder to try and reassure him. "Don't wiggle around, 
it'll only make it worse."
	Dwight nodded and responded with near teary eyes. His 
mouth was shut tight as if fearing that a slight motion 
would do it. Mike knew that deep inside Mrs. Yitters wanted 
to let Dwight go to the bathroom. She wasn't cruel compared 
to some of the teachers half her age, but she had been 
reprimanded before by the school board for punishing some 
kids and "favoring" others. He wished there were more he 
could do. But as his guardian cat Andromeda would have 
said, sometimes the only way to deal with a tornado was by 
facing it rather than running from it. Dwight had done that 
many times. When the pain had gotten too strong he just let 
it go and dealt with the hailstorm of ridicule from anyone 
who had two cents to add. It didn't look like he would have 
a choice today, either.
	The minutes took hours to pass, it seemed, and Dwight 
continued to sweat. An angry glare from Mike kept 
everyone's eyes averted. Almost five minutes before the 
period ended Dwight lost it completely. At first it was a 
light sprinkle, which he tried to hold back, but was 
rewarded with a sharp stabbing pain in his side.
	"Oh, no," he cried.
	"Here it comes," Some kid said. Dwight began to cry as 
the warm stream spread through out his underwear and pants. 
The stream ran down his right leg and a puddle began to 
form on the floor. It seemed to take the last five minutes 
for his bladder to get rid of every last drop. His pants 
were completely soaked now, and so was his face as the 
tears ran.
	"Michael, could you escort Dwight to the nurse 
please?" Mrs. Yitters asked doing her level best not to 
make a huge fuss over it. She wrote out the pass as the 
other students began to protest.
	"Why does he get to leave class?"
	"Yeah, babies shouldn't come to class anyway."
	"Shut up!" Mike snapped effectively.
	"I think Mikey just gets off when Dwight over there 
pisses," a guy named Cotter remarked getting a few laughs 
from the kids who didn't know better.
	"Mike," Mrs. Yitters spoke up as he got out of his 
seat ready to pound Cotter's face in.
	"Here's the pass. Ask the nurse to give you a pass to 
class if you're late." Dwight was half paralyzed with 
embarrassment. Michael helped him out of his seat and 
guided him to the nurse's office two floors below his. Mrs. 
Yitters called a janitor over the intercom as they left the 
room.
	"Come on, we'll take the elevator," Mike told Dwight 
casually. "Fewer people will see you this way." Mike guided 
Dwight to the elevator at the end of the second corridor. 
Normally only students with physical disabilities were 
allowed to use it. Mike didn't care. At that moment his 
friend's self-esteem was the important factor. He could 
face a Saturday detention. Next to fighting energy-sucking 
demons it was like an hour vacation. Some pee was still 
dripping from Dwight's pants and the smell lingered as the 
elevator ascended the floors. He stared off into space, 
ashamed by the incident.
	"I'm such a moron," Dwight finally said after a long 
silence.
	"No, you're not a moron at all," Michael tried to 
console him. "There was nothing you could do to avoid the 
situation. I've wet my pants before, too. You can't let it 
get to you."
	"Thank you for being such a good friend, Mike." 
Michael was surprised by the sudden change in subject. But 
he didn't protest it.
	"It's no problem."
	"I like the way you and your other friends stick up 
for me," He continued. "I've been new to three schools so 
far and I've never had a single friend because I pee in my 
pants. I always had to find different ways to school and 
back because of bullies. But you, Terry, Eugene, made 
friends with me right away. Why?"
	"I saw that you needed a friend," Michael answered 
honestly. "No reason other than that. I know what it's like 
to be all alone for such a long time. Being the only one to 
battle of the demons, and all of a sudden you have friends 
that are there to fight with you, not because they have to, 
but because they don't want to see you lose. And even if 
you do lose they'll be with you till the end, no matter 
what."
	Mike was explaining the relationship with his friends, 
and it worked on Dwight. When they got to the nurse's 
office, Mrs. Englewood told Dwight to take off his wet 
clothes and wait in the bathroom. Michael opted to get his 
backup pair of jeans and underwear from Dwight's locker, 
and then was given a pass back to class.
	Emperor Aiken sat upon his throne and gazed into the 
staff, which allowed him to see anything, he requested. The 
universe was at his disposal. Unfortunately the Negaverse 
had need for him here, so instead he required his 
commanders and allies to carry out the primary order of his 
mission. To gather enough energy to release the Negaforce 
upon the universe and end the thousand years of suffering 
endured by his people.
	"Geon, report!" He called out. Geon, the commander in 
charge of obtaining the energy had been disappointing the 
emperor with his failures. He appeared before the emperor 
and bowed.
	"Emperor Aiken," He began. "I have a plan for gaining 
the energy we need which will not fail this time."
	"That's what you said about your last plan, Geon," 
Aiken reminded him. "And no thanks to you, we now have 
three Chaos Warriors to worry about. Warrior Earth, Warrior 
North Star, and Warrior Zeus. I promise you, Geon, I will 
not tolerate another failure. Explain this new plan."
	Geon held out his hand and generated a mental image of 
a maternity ward. Human infants lay in cribs crying, 
sleeping, and being fed.
	"Humans exert much more energy when being cared for. 
This energy is used by manipulating others into feeding and 
cleaning them. By reducing the population to an infant 
stage we can extract their energy which will then be able 
to unleash the Negaforce!"
	Emperor Aiken nodded. "Very well. You may proceed with 
the plan," he approved. "But I promise you, Geon, this will 
be your last chance. If you fail, you will be punished."
	"Yes, My lord." Geon teleported to the center stone of 
the Negaverse and held out his hand to summon the ally to 
pull of the job.
	"I SUMMON THE KEEPER!" He yelled out as the stone 
began to glow from his exerting energy.
	Mike and Eugene walked with Dwight to his house. He 
was wearing dry pants and underwear and was feeling a bit 
better with his friends at his side. When he got home, he 
said good bye and walked into the house. Already he knew 
his mother had gotten the phone call.
	"Honey, could you please come in to the kitchen?" she 
called. Dwight's mother was a very nice lady. Since his dad 
died at the age of seven it was always just he and mom. Of 
course one of the reasons why they had to move some much 
was because she had a hard time finding a job she could 
keep. It wasn't that she was bad with work, but she worried 
about Dwight a lot. Dwight put his book bag on the floor 
next to the counter and sat across from his mother. There 
was a plate of cookies and a glass of milk waiting for him 
as always, and his mom didn't seem to be upset at all about 
his accident at school.
	"I'm sorry, mom," he said anyway. "I didn't want to 
have an accident. I tried to hold it, but the teacher 
couldn't let me go, and--"
	Dwight's mother put a comforting hand on his shoulder.
	"Honey, you don't have to explain to me," she said 
calmly. "It was something that was out of your control. You 
couldn't help it. And that's okay. But we do have to help 
you get over this."
	Dwight's appetite for cookies and milk was absent at 
the moment as his headache slowly began to roll in. "Now, 
you have to understand that some people have to do this 
when they can't control their bladders, and they're just as 
normal as anyone," His mother continued. "Now, we can talk 
it over before we decide anything, but how would you feel 
about wearing diapers?"
	"What!" Dwight responded eyes wide. "I'm not a baby."
	"I know you aren't. But you can't keep wetting your 
pants in school, either. It costs money to have to keep 
cleaning your clothes, and you can't concentrate on your 
schoolwork when you have to leave the room to be changed. 
At least with diapers, you would be comfortable, and you 
would have more privacy because no one else would know you 
are wearing them. I have to go to work now, but we'll talk 
about this later, okay."
	It wasn't okay. But what could he do? Dwight's mother 
kissed him and hugged him tightly and then left him alone 
with his thoughts. He decided after he ate he would take a 
walk down to the drugstore to look at the diapers himself.
	Geon appeared on the top of a skyscraper and looked 
down upon the city of Albany. A thousand times over he had 
been here watching and waiting for his chance. And if he 
failed this time, he would no longer have that chance. If 
the Chaos Warriors interfere this time, they will be 
destroyed. He thought as he floated above the city.
	"Keeper, work your power," He called. Darkness fell 
upon the city again. Evil clouds brewed and released 
powerful bolts of lighting. The Keeper cast his spell 
causing the humans to regress mentally in age. Vehicles 
stopped suddenly as men, women, and children began to cry 
and call to their mommies and daddies. People who had been 
waiting to use the bathroom began peeing and pooping where 
they stood. Geon's plan was working so far. He held out his 
hand and began to absorb the energy that was now being 
expanded.
	Michael had been playing Smash Brothers with Eugene 
when something began feeling terribly wrong. "Mike, 
something's wrong," Eugene commented putting down his 
controller.
	"You feeling okay?" Mike asked as Eugene put his hand 
over his stomach.
	"Yeah," Eugene answered uncertainly. "I just got this 
wicked vibe." Michael was about to respond when he heard a 
scratch at his bedroom door. He opened it to find Andromeda 
bursting in and jumping up on to the bed. Andromeda was not 
a normal cat. Though she walked on four legs and 
occasionally meowed, Andromeda could talk, and she had 
special powers given to her thousands of years ago when she 
was given her mission to recall the Warriors.
	"Michael! Eugene!" She cried urgently. "Your parents 
are acting strangely. I suspect the Negaverse is behind 
this."
	Mike turned off his N64 and ran out to the living room 
where his father was crawling around on the floor like a 
five-month-old baby. In Mom's office near her desk, a grown 
up woman was squatting and pooping in her panties-and 
laughing about it! Eugene and Andromeda followed them 
outside.
	"Look at them." Eugene exclaimed. "They're like 
babies. I need to call my parents." As Eugene went to use 
the kitchen phone Michael spoke with Andromeda. "What could 
the Negaverse be doing to them?" He asked. Andromeda looked 
up at him with a shockingly human expression of 
intelligence. Mike was used to seeing it by now.
	"It must be another attempt to gather energy." she 
responded. "What is it with this need for energy? Why can't 
they just have a glass of ginseng and orange juice like we 
do?" Andromeda lowered her head and sighed. "Michael, try 
to focus on the situation." She looked at him seriously 
this time.
	"The Negaverse depends on human energy to thrive. If 
they ever get enough they will be able to launch an all-out 
attack on our world and our universe as we know it will be 
destroyed."
	Eugene hung up the phone and joined the conversation. 
"No one is answering," he said worried. "But we're still 
okay." Michael observed.
	"So long as you carry your activators you will be 
protected from the Negaverse's spells," Andromeda told him. 
"Now, both of you, transform."
	"What about Terry?"
	"I'll try to find him." Mike and Eugene took their 
activators out from their pockets and held them out.
	"Earth, Crystal, Power!" Mike called out. The 
activator released powerful energy that enshrouded him in a 
blue and green ball of light. In place of his civilian 
clothes, a smooth black cloak appeared along with tight 
black pants for flexibility. Polished shoes appeared in the 
place of his Nikes. Michael was now Warrior Earth.
	"North Star, Power!" Eugene cried. Like a shooting 
star the red energy circled him twelve times with each pass 
it replaced his clothes with an orange-gold robe and yellow 
shoes. A dress shirt with star symbols along the lining 
appeared in the place of his white T-shirt. Eugene had 
become Warrior North Star.
	Just as Dwight was about to walk into the drugstore an 
odd feeling came across him. It soon felt as though his 
stomach was filling up with invisible food. Suddenly as it 
had been full a sudden pressure on Dwight's anus as he 
clamped it shut. All around him adults and other kids had 
begun acting like babies, crawling around on their hands 
and knees, peeing and pooping themselves. Cars crashed into 
each other as drivers forgot how to drive. Even though 
Dwight did feel concern for the sudden change of events, he 
did have his own problem to deal with. It felt like someone 
was putting stuff into his stomach which was quickly making 
its way to his colon. Dwight got so desperate to hold it 
back that he went as far as to put his hands on his butt 
the way he did when he was about to have a peeing accident. 
And of course, as his luck worked, the movement he made to 
keep from pooping his pants allowed his new coming pee to 
jet stream out into his pants. There was no end to it. 
Usually it took about a minute at the most to stop pee, but 
this time Dwight was peeing continually, and it didn't feel 
like he was about to stop. His bowels continued to build up 
in pressure as a large puddle formed at his feet. He wanted 
to just take his pants down and let it run on the sidewalk 
instead, but then he knew at least someone with an once of 
sanity would see him and make him feel sorry for doing it. 
Sweat built up as he tried to hold back the poop. He knew 
there was no way to stop the pee. He was use to peeing in 
his pants. But he had always made it to the toilet when he 
had too poop. How desperately Dwight wished there was a 
toilet right now.
	"Please no, please, please, please, please no," He 
sobbed as he felt the first poop squeeze out against his 
control. It didn't matter what he did, to keep it from 
coming, it just kept pushing it's way past his anus and 
soon it met resistance with his flooded underwear. Dwight 
was totally crying this time. He felt his hands get pushed 
back as the bulge formed in his pants. The whole log forced 
itself out this time, causing Dwight to lean in order to 
ease the discomfort. He expected it to fully empty. But 
like the pee, one long log of poop was forcing itself out. 
His underwear wouldn't be able to hold much more. It began 
spreading and squishing through the leg holes of his 
underwear. Pieces of poop broke off and fell down his leg.
	Finally not caring who was watching, Dwight undid the 
zipper of his pants and took them down. The poop sagged 
into the bottom of his soggy yellow underwear and mixed 
with the pee. The smell was unbearable. A larger log of the 
poop had been sticking out of his left leg hole ready to 
break off. Dwight began to take his underwear down to squat 
when he heard a cackling voice. Turning around as best as 
possible without squishing the poop Dwight was frightened 
when he saw a monster standing in front on of him. His 
underwear down Dwight fell back in shock and tried to run 
to the drugstore, which was hard because of the never 
ending poop and pee coming out. A pile of broken poop was 
forming on the ground. The monster stood at full height and 
resembled the Grim Reaper in the way that it had a large 
ragged robe over its body. Its feet were like chicken's 
feet and his arms and hands were made of thick scaly bones. 
His head looked like a yellow crocodile with blood red 
eyes. In its left hand it was carrying a large hourglass. 
The hourglass was glowing a blackish white color.
	"Please," Dwight cried to the monster when he stopped 
trying to crawl and just lay there flooding and messing the 
sidewalk. His embarrassment was complete because his penis 
and buttocks were exposed to anyone who wanted to look at 
them. He kept his legs spread like a woman having a baby as 
he tried to push the poop out.
	"Please, I don't know what I did wrong. But please 
make me stop pooping and peeing. I'll do anything."
	"I'm sorry. My Emperor would not approve of me letting 
precious energy go to waste." The monster roared with 
laughter at his pun.
	"UNNGH!" Dwight got red trying to push the poop 
completely out but then gave up realizing that it wasn't 
going to work. That poop was coming out whether he liked it 
or not. It was time to just accept it, and try to deal with 
the more important issue, his life.
	"It will be a mystery to us why you did not fall 
completely under the spell," The monster continued to 
speak. He held his hourglass out towards Dwight and said, 
"Oh well, Geon asked me to obtain a hostage. You will do 
nicely." The center of the hourglass glowed and a beam of 
dark energy lanced forth and pulled Dwight in.
	Geon watched as the Keeper gathered the hostage, and 
also watched as a large sphere of energy gathered from the 
demanding infants. Never had he gathered so much with the 
previous missions. If it weren't for the interference of 
the Chaos Warriors on so many occasions he might have come 
up with this plan a long time ago. As far as he and his 
instructors were concerned, Geon was a high-class warrior 
with exceptional talent. He had passed all training courses 
with flying colors and creatures from across the Negaverse 
adored him as a member of Emperor Aiken's great army. It 
was the Warriors that did it. First the arrival of Warrior 
Earth, and then Warrior North Star. Soon Zeus joined them 
and the battle had turned. The three combined proved to be 
too much for him, and now he would pay for it-if his plan 
didn't work.
	Dwight was no longer on Earth. He floated in this 
strange dimension looking out on everything the monster 
chose to show him. He still pooped and peed constantly, but 
his pants and underwear were still down at his ankles, 
which was sort of a good thing except that they were 
already pretty dirty and wet. Maybe mom was right. Wearing 
diapers wouldn't be so bad. After all, there were a lot of 
worse ways to end up. He would still have his friends, they 
would never leave his side. Or would they? Would Mike stop 
sticking up for Dwight if he began wearing diapers to 
school? Would Eugene stop inviting him over to play 
MechWarrior, would Terry, stop asking for help in math and 
Spanish? He would have to ask them later on, before he made 
his decision... if he was around to make his decision.
	A flash of blinding white light followed by two 
familiar voices suddenly surprised the Keeper. "I am 
Warrior Earth-," One said. "And I am Warrior North Star-," 
The other said. "In the name of the righteous, we will 
punish you." They both said in unison. When the flash 
cleared up the two Chaos Warriors were standing in front of 
the human medical establishment. The Keeper held out the 
hourglass. "A bargain must be made, if you want this 
innocent human to live." He threatened.
	Michael and Eugene stood strong, both ready to attack 
at a moment's notice. It would be difficult with a hostage 
inside the hourglass, and even more difficult attempting to 
dissuade the bargain that this Negaverse monster had in 
mind. "Can you see any weaknesses, North Star?" Mike asked, 
knowing that Eugene's powers gave him psychic capabilities 
in both warrior and civilian life. Eugene focused on the 
monster. In the name of the North Star, help me to see this 
monster's weaknesses so that we can defeat it and prevent 
it from doing harm to others. He concentrated the energies. 
"The hourglass seems to contain his power. If we destroy it 
he'll become weak." "Can we do it without killing the 
hostage?" "Right now his body is pure energy, it will 
revert to solid form when the glass is broken. He won't be 
hurt." Having all he needed to know, Mike leaped into the 
air and prepared a fly kick right to the hourglass. 
Reacting instantly the monster swung his left arm out of 
the way and grabbed Mike's leg with his right hand causing 
him to drop and hang upside down in the air. The monster 
then tossed him into Eugene and they both slammed to the 
sidewalk. The two lay on the ground in pain as they tried 
to recover.
	Geon teleported and appeared next to the Keeper. This 
was the moment he had been awaiting. "Shall I finish them 
off?" The Keeper asked readying his hourglass.
	"No." Geon held up his hand. "I want this pleasure." 
Geon focused and created a ball of flame in his hand. As he 
prepared to throw it a lightening bolt streaked across his 
wrist sending him falling to the ground in pain. He grabbed 
his wrist and screamed in pain as the burn mark settled in. 
Looking up at the top of the building he could see the Zeus 
Warrior, with his white toga blowing in the tempest.
	"Zeus, Thunder bolt!" Terry cried out and held out his 
hands to Geon and the new monster. His toga generated the 
lightening which conducted harmlessly through his arms and 
projected outward. The monster and Geon were scared and 
stunned. Geon did his usual disappearing act and left his 
minion to suffer. Terry did sailed through the air as he 
did a jump kick off the building, and landed it directly at 
the hourglass. The monster lost his grip and the glass hit 
the sidewalk shattering. Dark energy released like air from 
a balloon. The hostage that had been taken earlier appeared 
on the sidewalk unconscious. Terry recognized him as 
Dwight, a friend from school. His pants and underwear were 
down and his legs and buttocks were dirty from poop.
	Mike regained his strength and took the golden dagger 
from his belt. He then pointed it at the weakened monster.
	"Golden Dagger, destroy!" He commanded it. The dagger 
glowed and released its energy. "Noooo!" The monster 
screamed as it dissolved into nothingness. People began to 
return to normal. Some were injured by car accidents but 
not severely. Ambulances arrived to provide medical 
attention. They seemed to have very minimal memory of what 
had happened, and some wondered about the accounts of the 
poop and pee in their pants and dresses. Mike, Eugene, and 
Terry, took Dwight and got him back home leaving the 
civilians to draw their own conclusions.
	The energy was lost, the Chaos Warriors left 
triumphant, and Geon was injured and shivering. Emperor 
Aiken stood before him in his throne room.
	"Seriously Geon, I don't know why you came back." He 
began sarcastically. "Not only have you lost a valuable 
amount of energy, but you also cost me a great ally in the 
Keeper."
	"Emperor Aiken please," Geon protested nursing his 
injured arm. "I was wounded. I had two of the warriors in 
my grasp they are not invincible--"
	"You forget your place, Geon," Aiken interrupted in a 
calm tone that would have been torture enough. "You'll 
speak when I give you permission. Now, wait here while I 
decide your punishment."
	With that Emperor Aiken left to reside in his personal 
chambers. Geon clenched the fist of his wounded hand and 
grimaced angrily.
	"You will pay warriors. I promise you, if I survive, I 
will make you suffer," He thought.
	Michael filled the bathroom tub with an inch of water 
and helped Dwight to take off his clothes. He then helped 
him into the tub. They were in Dwight's house now. His 
mother hadn't gotten home yet and it was getting late. Mike 
had called his parents (Thank God they had returned back to 
normal) and told them that he would be waiting with Dwight 
so he wouldn't be alone. He didn't get too detailed.
	"Rest on your hands and your knees. It'll be easier to 
clean your legs and wipe your butt," Mike instructed. He 
took a warm wash cloth and cleaned the stains on Dwight's 
legs and waist. Then he took paper towels and began wiping 
the worst of the poop from his butt. As Dwight felt the 
soft paper being pushed from the front to the back, he 
remembered how he was four when someone last took care of 
him that way. It made him confident that Mike would be on 
his side no matter what.
	"Thank you for helping me." He told Mike. He was still 
coming out of the small shock that resided from 
dematerializing from another dimension-- what else could it 
be called?
	"How did you get so good at this?" Mike shrugged as he 
made another wipe and then padded the butt area with some 
water. There was no ointment for the rash so warm water was 
the next best thing he could use to ease the pain. Then he 
asked Dwight to lie down on his back.
	"I had to help toilet train my cousins once. There was 
a lot of this involved," he answered finally as he used 
another wash cloth with body soap to clean the stains 
around Dwight's penis and testicles.
	"I just look at you as someone who needs help at the 
moment, not as a kid who pooped in his pants. Besides, it 
wasn't your fault."
	Dwight couldn't help but watch as Michael gently 
cleaned his testicles. As a consequence he got a bit of an 
erection. His face became red but Mike was still cool about 
it.
	"Can I ask you a question?" Dwight asked casually as 
he put his hands behind his head to keep it comfortable in 
the tub.
	"You already did," Mike joked. "Go ahead."
	"Would you and the others stop hanging around with me 
if I wore diapers? Like, would you think I was a dork after 
I started?"
	"No," Mike answered honestly helping Dwight up to his 
feet and getting the shower ready. "Because we don't back 
out on each other, and we certainly won't back out on you. 
Where do you keep your night clothes?"
	"In the bottom drawer of my dresser," Dwight answered, 
turning on the shower himself.
	"I'll bring you a change of clothes and then we'll 
watch TV until your mom comes home."
	"But what if she doesn't?" But Mike was already out of 
the bathroom and off to Dwight's room. Dwight decided not 
to think about the alternative and cleaned himself up good 
in the shower. Then he got changed into the fresh clothes 
that Mike had gotten for him, and they spent the next half-
hour watching an old Friends rerun. When Dwight's mother 
came through the door he jumped to his feet and tackled her 
with a hug. Michael turned off the TV and stood up to 
stretch.
	"Oh honey, I'm so glad you're safe." She returned the 
hug shaking. "It was a disaster all over the city. I woke 
up at work and I had messed in my pants, I don't know. Hi 
Mike."
	"Hi Mrs. Haskins, are you okay?" He asked sincerely.
	"I am, now that I know Dwight is okay. But why did you 
come here on a school night?"
	Mike shrugged. "With all that was going on I didn't 
want Dwight to be alone so I came over to keep him 
company."
	"That's very sweet of you," Dwight's mother replied 
smiling as she finally let Dwight go from her grip. "I'd 
offer you a ride home but my car was totaled by a truck 
driver."
	Mike said it was okay and goodnight as he left for 
home. Dwight took his mom into the kitchen to tell her 
about his decision.

THE CHAOS WARRIORS

Episode Two- Bad Guys One: Warriors, One More

	In the dark throne room of Emperor Aiken Geon awaited 
the nature of his punishment. He would not beg, he would 
not plead for another chance. He would act as he was always 
instructed, with dignity and restraint. Besides, it 
wouldn't do him any good one way or the other. Burn marks 
from Warrior Zeus' thunderbolts covered half of his body. 
Aiken appeared on his throne calm and collected. There was 
a long torturous silence throughout the throne room. Loyal 
subjects were gathered in the background awaiting the fate 
of the commander. "I have decided to give you one last 
chance." He spoke finally, his voice echoing against the 
formless walls. Aiken summoned his staff and called for an 
image of Geon's previous plan. The point in time was of a 
young boy, the hostage that had been taken by the Keeper a 
week ago. He was suspended in the hourglass half naked and 
releasing powerful energies. "This boy was not under your 
spell when you attacked the city last." Aiken explained. "A 
powerful flux generated from him as we drained a small 
portion of his energy. This flux is similar to the energy 
given off by the Chaos Warriors." Geon waited for Aiken to 
continue and pondered the meaning of this information. This 
meant that the Warriors truly were humans, but not humans 
originally born in this lifetime. Something that lingered 
from the past tried resurfacing in his mind, but it was 
extinguished as Aiken returned to the point. "You have one 
last chance to finish the Warriors off once and for all, 
and, destroy this boy as well. If you fail, the punishment 
will be Eternal Sleep." Gasps from the crowd echoed 
throughout the room. "I do wish you success Geon," Aiken 
continued. "Eternal Sleep is condemnation to a life time of 
isolation and darkness. No go, and don't fail me." Geon 
bowed and teleported back to Earth.
	"Of all the cats in the world I get the one who acts 
like my mother," Michael muttered as he sat at his desk 
Thursday night and did his Social Sciences homework. "A 
Chaos Warrior cannot do much for the world when he is held 
back now can he?" Andromeda preached while resting on the 
foot of Michael's bed. "And especially as a leader of the 
warriors you must set a good example." "Can't you just 
attack my big toe like normal annoying cats?" He shot back. 
"I haven't time to argue this. We have to discuss-" "Chaos 
Warriors!" A voice from outside empowered all other noises 
in the city. Thankful for a release from the books Michael 
ran to the window and looked outside. Andromeda was up on 
the windowsill looking at the transparent image of Geon 
looking over the city. He appeared furious and determined. 
"Chaos Warriors, come to Empire State Plaza in your true 
forms this time tomorrow tonight or all of Albany will be 
swallowed by my fire! And bring the one whom you rescued 
from captivity." Geon opened his mouth and spit a ball of 
fire on to Albany. The city blazed for a second and it 
looked so real that Mike and Andromeda jumped back in fear. 
The fire disappeared along with Geon's image leaving a 
bewildered city, and an anticipating warrior.
	It was in every morning paper, and on every radio and 
television broadcast. Our Lady of Peace Catholic middle 
school raved that this was a sign of the Devil coming to 
gain followers before the oncoming of Jesus. Terry knew 
otherwise. He envied Eugene and Michael. They went to the 
same public school together where they could help to keep 
order from the maniacal people. Here however, once people 
had their minds set on something it was the way it was 
period. "In light of this event," Reverend Matthews said at 
gospel. "We shall all go to Empire State Plasma to pray 
against this evil and save our souls from Satan's hot 
vats." Terry had to bite his tongue in order to keep from 
shouting out that this whole thing was a trap meant for the 
Chaos Warriors, not them. But speaking out during sermon 
was five whole switches after school, and Terry needed his 
spine strength.
	Michael was having similar troubles that day. As 
Andromeda suggested he tried to squelch the rumors about 
what was happening up at Empire State Plaza with out 
letting on that he knew too much. His third period class 
was busy discussing the various possibilities. "I think 
it's just some crappy video projection." One girl said. "Or 
maybe it's terrorists trying to take over the US." "You're 
all crazy." A guy spoke up. "This is obviously a message 
from extraterrestrial forces. They're upset because we're 
destroying our planet." "So who's going to go check it out 
tomorrow night?" "NO!" Mike finally shouted silencing 
everyone. He never usually yelled which worried some 
people. In a calmer voice he stood up and said, "It's not 
safe out there. Besides, why would you want to spend your 
Friday night out at the Plaza, there are better places in 
Albany to hang out." Mr. Greystone, the science teacher for 
that class walked over to Mike's table. "This isn't like 
you Mike, do you want to visit the nurse?" He asked. "What 
do you mean this isn't like me?" Mike retorted. "Well, 
you're so serious all of a sudden. You're usually pretty 
laid back." Mike turned away and sat down. Trying to 
account for his behavior he merely replied, "I just don't 
want anyone getting hurt for stupid reasons. This could be 
some sick person's idea of a joke, or it could be.well, 
just bad." Mr. Greystone nodded and turned to the rest of 
the class. "As a matter of fact he has a point. " He told 
them. "I too have my concerns about this and I'd hate to 
see one of you ending up in the paper's obituaries. Or 
worse, the missing children's column."
	Dwight was in the nurse's office changing his diaper. 
What was surprising was that since he started wearing 
diapers, he had become more into wearing them. At first he 
just peed in them, but then on the when he was in the 
nurse's office, he stopped, bent his knees, and pushed out 
the log of poop he had been holding in since breakfast, and 
all while the nurse was standing there. He wasn't ready to 
have anyone change him just yet. The only person that 
really had done that other than his mother was his friend 
Mike. He took off the diaper and emptied it into the 
toilet, then after wrapping it in paper towels, tossed it 
in the little wastebasket. He felt the urge to poop some 
more so he sat down for a few minutes and began to 
contemplate the last few days, up until last night. "Bring 
the one whom you rescued from captivity," The uniformed guy 
demanded. The one that had been in captivity was Dwight. 
What would they want with him? Would the Chaos Warriors 
come for him? The entire city on fire, he thought as he 
pushed a smaller poop into the toilet. He unrolled the 
toilet paper and tore a piece off. He wiped some of the 
mess off of his butt as he thought about his mother and his 
friends caught in the infernal set by this obsessed maniac. 
I'll have to go there myself. Dwight decided getting up and 
putting his fresh diaper on by sitting down in the middle 
of it and pulling the front up over his waste. I don't care 
what they do to me. They won't hurt the people I love. 
Dwight his pants back on and his shoes and washed his hands 
thoroughly after flushing the toilet. Then he left the 
bathroom and said good-bye to the nurse.
	School was over, three o'clock. That meant six hours 
to go. Six hours and Mike, Eugene, and Terry would have no 
choice but to reveal their true identities and hopefully 
win this battle with Geon. Terry spent his time praying for 
strength and courage, even though he wondered if that was 
really legitimate now. With all he knew, and all he could 
do, was the higher power really the one he wanted to look 
to now? Eugene told his mother and father that he would be 
going out to a movie. He and Mike practiced at the dojo. 
Mike's mom and dad were doing projects for their jobs so 
they wouldn't be home until Saturday morning.
	Five and a half-hours to go now. Mom was going out to 
dinner with a man she met from work and Dwight was home 
alone too. He scribbled a note saying that he was going to 
be Mike's house. He knew she wouldn't worry. He said he 
loved her. Dwight packed a few sandwiches and a couple 
extra diapers into his travel pack and caught a bus to 
Empire State Plaza. The sun was beginning to set as the 
hours passed. Security guards did a quick sweep of the 
area, but Dwight was careful to stay away from them. 
Something didn't seem right about anything here. He walked 
over to the rail next to the large bowl sculpture and 
looked out over the city of Albany. Lights came on around 
the streets and cars and buses buzzed beneath the tunnel. 
Dwight peed where he stood filling up his diaper. Seeing 
the sun set in the west was not as reassuring as it 
sometimes was. Not with four hours to go.
	On the way to Empire State Park Mike stopped at his 
favorite arcade to squeeze off a few rounds of Mortal 
Kombat 4. If this was his last day alive he wanted to enjoy 
it while he could. Trisha, a college student from Albany 
Medical greeted Mike with a hug. She was his babysitter 
when he was younger and worked at the arcade to pay for her 
classes. "Trisha, I don't know what I'm going to do." He 
said feeling down. He told her about what the teacher said 
earlier, about him being too serious. Trisha listened 
quietly and soon giggled and hugged him once more. "Well 
Mike," She said thoughtfully. "I can't say I disagree with 
them. I like you a lot better when you have your sense of 
humor and your laid-back approach to things. But I also 
like the way you hold your heart out on your sleeve for 
everyone to see. It's a hard thing to find a boy in this 
city who does that, in fact if you were just old enough to 
grow a mustache I'd date you in a second." Michael laughed 
slightly, even though the thought of going out with Trisha 
wasn't exactly new to his dreams. He left feeling somewhat 
better about his normal life, but the events ahead were far 
from normal. His concern at the moment, other than saving 
the world, was also keeping Dwight safe. But when he called 
there was no answer. What if Geon had captured him? Or 
worse, what if he had gone up to the plaza to face Geon 
directly? Mike raced home at top speed to find Andromeda.
	Andromeda was cautious as she searched for the boy 
named Dwight. There were loose dogs around Albany and they 
sometimes chased her mercilessly, as if she was just some 
mangy ally cat.
	Could he possibly be one of us? She wondered when she 
saw him sitting on a bench near the fountain.
	Dwight was uncomfortable. His diaper was wet and he 
didn't want to leave to change it. The port-a-potties that 
were usually located near the museum had been taken out as 
well. It was getting dark, hopefully nothing would happen, 
but he had to change while he was here. He looked around to 
make sure no one was nearby, then he unbuttoned his pants 
and pulled them down to his ankles. A small breeze brushed 
pass and felt good against his skin. He knew it wasn't the 
smartest thing to do, especially since he could get 
arrested for indecent exposure. And the worse thing that 
could happen would be if some child molester came along. 
His heart beat as he took the diaper off. The wind felt so 
good against his waist as he bent over the book bag to get 
another one out. He flattened it out on the bench and sat 
in the center. After positioning his penis so that it 
wouldn't leak he pulled the front end up and fastened the 
tapes. He rolled up his other diaper and took it over to a 
trash bin. On the way back to the bench he saw a small 
round buckle lying on the flat stone pavement in front of 
him. He bent over to look at it. It had a shiny gold top 
with a constellation worked into it. Dwight looked up at 
the sky instinctively and saw Orion in the sky. He picked 
up the buckle and placed it in his jacket pocket.
	Andromeda was convinced. Dwight had picked up the 
activator without being zapped. She was ready to approach 
him and reveal the secret when a dark cloud blocked out the 
moon.
	Geon appeared on top of the museum and looked down on 
the plaza. The boy who had been a victim of the Keeper was 
there waiting, but not the other Warriors. Geon wanted them 
all in one place before he began. And it was only a matter 
of time.
	"Are you sure Andromeda wasn't at your house?" Eugene 
asked when he met up with Mike and Terry. "Very sure, it's 
not easy to miss a talking cat with a moon symbol on her 
forehead." Michael replied. "We should transform." Terry 
suggested as they ran for the plaza. "No. Geon wants us in 
our civilian forms, then lets give it to him." "But why? 
He'll just tell his emperor and then we'll be screwed." "I 
don't plan on letting him get to his emperor." Mike replied 
coldly. They stopped at a bus stop when they saw one parked 
and waiting for passengers. When the doors opened they saw 
that there were no other passengers. For that matter, there 
was no driver either. "This is for us." Eugene realized 
looking at it with an eerie feeling. "Well, let's not 
disappoint him." Mike said as he boarded the bus. The 
others followed him and stood as the bus was drawn toward 
the plaza. On the way they could see most of Albany and 
they soon found out that this was being done deliberately, 
so as to show them the true penalty at stake if they lost. 
The bus stopped just beneath the tunnel and Mike, Eugene, 
and Terry piled out and cautiously walked up the steps.
	Dwight noticed the dark clouds and began to shiver. He 
looked up and saw a man standing on the top of the museum. 
He was looking down on everything, watching everyone. 
Dwight then noticed the three figures at the other end of 
the plaza. He was afraid for a second and ducked behind the 
bench. What if these were some punks in a gang looking for 
a place to do drugs? What would they do if they found him? 
At a closer look he could make out his friend Mike. With 
him were his other two friends Eugene and Terry. What were 
they doing here? They were walking slowly, looking in every 
direction. Could they have been curious about last night's 
event? Or were they. No way. Dwight thought as he dismissed 
the possibility. They couldn't possibly be the Chaos 
Warriors. He was about to call to them when lightning from 
the clouds split the night in half.
	The trio looked up and covered their eyes as the 
blinding lightning took over the night for a brief second. 
Standing in front of them was Geon. "So, you are the Chaos 
warriors." He spoke as they recovered from the blinding. 
"Not what I expected I can tell you that much. Which one of 
you is Earth?" Michael stood forth. "Ah, the one that has 
lead these two for so long. My, one could wonder how you 
ever started out so pathetic." "Shut your mouth." Mike 
snapped, trying to sound tough and failing. "You want to 
finish this, lets do it." Holding out his activator he 
yelled out, "Earth, Crystal, Power!" Eugene and Terry 
followed by calling out their powers. "North Star power!" 
"Zeus power!" In seconds they had undergone the changes and 
were now strong enough to fight Geon. Geon jumped too fast 
for the warriors to see and landed in the fountain. He then 
focused on the spouts and made them spray hot water. Then 
he applied telekinesis to force the water to spray at them. 
Mike, Terry, and Eugene dodged the bursts leaving a steamy 
wet spot in their place. "Watch out for those water spurts, 
they'll flash boil your skin in under a second." Eugene 
warned them. He stopped and turned to face Geon. "I'm gonna 
slow him down a bit." Eugene stopped running and faced 
Geon. Hands open palm out he yelled, "North Star, Flash!" 
His own blinding light spread out and stunned Geon 
temporarily. "Thanks North Star, now it's my turn." Terry 
turned to face Geon and concentrated on the water. "Zeus, 
Thunderbolt!" The electricity hit water and conducted. But 
Geon was prepared, a shield went up around him and absorbed 
the charge. "Tricks won't work with me brat." He retorted, 
and sent the electricity back at both warrior's North Star 
and Zeus. The electricity hit them and sent them to the 
ground weakened, and near death.
	Dwight watched from a distance as he saw his friends 
transforming. It was them, they really were the chaos 
warriors! Only now that evil person with all the powers was 
defeating them. Only Mike stood against him.
	Michael knelt beside his friends to see if they were 
all right. They didn't look good, but they were still 
breathing, which wouldn't be long either if he didn't stop 
Geon. He took out his dagger and turned to face him. Geon 
pulled a sword from his own belt and teleported in front of 
Mike. "Now it's you and me Warrior Earth." In a movement 
that was too quick for Mike to notice Geon knock the dagger 
out of his hand and slam him to the ground. Mike was 
helpless now as he dodged Geon's swings.
	Dwight watched in helplessness as his friends were 
taken down and helpless. The evil man was now trying to 
kill Mike with his sword. He wished there was something he 
could do to help. That was when Andromeda approached him. 
"What are you doing here?" Dwight asked upon recognizing 
Mike's cat. "Do you have the activator I left for you?" She 
asked. "Whoa, how do you know how to talk?" Dwight asked in 
half shock. After what he had seen it wasn't the most 
surprising thing that had happened. "There's no time to 
explain that now." Andromeda replied. "Like Warrior Earth 
you are destined to battle evil. Now you must transform." 
Dwight turned away. Doubt began to run through his mind. "I 
can't," He said. "I can't fight bad guys like that, I can't 
even fight the bullies at school. How can I fight evil 
monsters from other worlds?" "Things will change for you, I 
promise. But you need to help them fight Geon or the world 
will suffer. Now, take that activator and yell Orion 
power." Dwight took the activator out and turned around to 
face Andromeda. As he remembered his mother and all of the 
people he knew and loved, the doubt soon surpassed itself 
with a new sense of courage. This feeling was new to him, 
and he reveled in it. "Okay, destiny, here I come." Dwight 
held out the activator. "Orion, Power!" The activator 
released an orange beam of energy, which swung around 
Dwight and surrounded him. Silk tight pants and an orange 
armor clad jacket replaced his jacket and pants. A sword 
appeared along with a gold belt. On the belt were three 
emerald jewels.
	Geon backed Warrior Earth into a corner. He poised his 
sword over his chest ready to finish him off. "I should 
thank you." Geon finished, feeling the need to taunt his 
opponent one last time. "I never would have lived if it 
weren't for you showing up." Geon pulled back the sword and 
swung it down. An invisible warrior parried his blow and 
used the momentum to send it back at him. Geon stumbled and 
then regained his stance. In front of Warrior Earth, was a 
new warrior. It was the other child! Geon forgot about him. 
"I am Warrior Orion. In the name of Orion, I will punish 
you." Warrior Orion spread his hands out like a bird and 
yelled out, "Orion, fire blast!" The jewels on his belt 
glowed, then projected three fireballs, all which united 
and sped at Geon faster-than-light.
	Mike got to his feet as Warrior Orion scorched Geon. 
Dwight was a warrior! That was why Andromeda was gone, and 
why Geon wanted to destroy him. He stood next to Dwight and 
welcomed him to the team. "Thanks, although this is all a 
little new to me." He responded. "You'll grow with it, 
trust me." Mike said as he picked up his dagger. Before he 
could do anything Geon faded out and the dark clouds 
disappeared. "I wish for once he would just stick around to 
be destroyed." Mike joked.
	A few hours later the warriors reverted to their true 
form and told Dwight of their secret. Andromeda explained 
her role in finding the warriors and training them to fight 
evil. "Andromeda, are you sure me wearing diapers isn't 
going to be a problem?" Dwight asked. "A warrior cannot be 
judged by the way he or she lives," Andromeda answered. 
"Inside we all know what counts."
	Geon appeared before the Emperor, he knew for the last 
time. "You have failed me for the last time Geon. Now I am 
displeased." Aiken growled as he called forth his power. 
"But your majesty, I know the identities of the-" 
"SILENCE!" Aiken yelled. "I will hear no more excuses. 
SLEEP FOREVER!" In a flash of energy Geon was encased in a 
transparent rock. The last look on Geon's face, was the 
look of fear and terror, and it was the way he would look 
for all eternity. "Bronkis! You are my new commander now." 
Aiken said as he made Geon disappear into darkness. The 
demon Bronkis changed his form to human appearance and 
bowed before the Emperor. "Yes my lord. I will not fail you 
like he did. I will not be such a fool."
	The end.


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