AN: I'm a big fan of Tokusatsu (street name, "Toku"), which is basically Japanese superhero stuff, for the uninitiated. So naturally I checked out the new Ultraman anime on Netflix. I'm liking it a lot, but I found myself surprised than the latest adaptation of a franchise known for being about fighting giant monsters, appears to contain no fighting of giant monsters. I scribbled out a some ideas along those lines, had those ideas influenced by...other things, pitched a few of them to my buddy AberrantScript (who really needs to learn when to stop encouraging me), and the result is this...thing. I've never written anything like this before, so I guess it's like, a proof of concept? This isn't going to interfere with Aces Wild, I'm still making that my focus and I'm planning on putting out another chapter later this week if all goes well. This was just an idea that wouldn't leave me alone. So with that, I hope you enjoy whatever this is.

A young woman sits alone in a darkened ally. A Fashionable black jacket worn over her stylish yellow dress, which clung to her generous curves in such a way as to leave very little to the imagination. Under most circumstances she would be considered quite beautiful. However, her tear stained cheeks, sunken, haunted eyes, and the palpable aura of despair emanating from her would quickly dispel such notions.

"I can't believe its over" she murmured to herself, voice cracking at the onset of emotion that followed.

"After all these years, why would he do this to me? To us?"

The woman braced herself as she felt her eyes began to sting, signaling that the tears were to flow anew, when suddenly the world went silent.

The looked around, surprised. Whereas previously, she had willfully isolated herself in her tiny island of misery among the hustle and bustle of the city at large, all that had now vanished. Save for the few square feet of alley she still occupied, there was now only darkness, stretching seemingly endlessly in every direction.

It wasn't fair. You didn't deserve that.

The woman jumped in surprise. Her mind, confused and conflicted though it was, had registered that a voice had spoken to her, but her ears argued that no such thing had occurred.

You deserve so much better.

There was that voice again, the words twisting and turning through the contours of her mind, like snakes. The sensation was very unsettling.

"W-who…" she began

Would you return the favor, if you could?

"I don't understand…"

Think of me as your benefactor

There was a rush of…something, and despite the fact that she still could not see who, or what it was she was speaking to, the woman had the distinct impression that the voice was speaking from elsewhere now. Somehow, she found that knowledge profoundly disturbing.

I can ensure that you are never hurt ever again. More than that, I can give you the opportunity to hurt him back. To drive him to the very depths of despair that you yourself are feeling.

There was that disturbance again.

But why stop there? Surely there are others who have wronged you. Other debts that should be settled. I can give you the means.

Though there was still no outward change in the environment, the woman's every instinct was screaming at her to be terrified. Despite this, for reasons that she herself could not understand, she felt no such thing. Instead, she felt…intrigued…eager even. There was something about the way it spoke that made for a very compelling argument.

All you have to do, is…Let. Me. In.

The woman paused as she felt the last vestiges of resistance inside her fade her. Then, seeing no reason not to do so, she gave the barest of nods.

That was all it took, apparently.

The woman screamed out as her world exploded into agony most searing, pain most unbearable. She endured, however, even as she felt her body contorting and changing as the darkness around seeped into her very being. And then, underneath it all, she sensed it. The thing that had made this all bearable. The thing she'd been missing all her life.

Power.

Lori Loud sighed at the sight of her despondent little sister and brother as they climbed into Vanzilla.

"I take it things didn't go well?" She ventured.

"Sixteen times", Leni confirmed, her eyes downcast.

"Cheer up Leni", Lincoln offered from the back seat, "You did much better this time. Its not your fault all those chickens got loose."

Lori smiled. Her little brother was ever the optimist.

"Lincoln's right", she affirmed, meeting her little sister's gaze. "You've worked so hard at this Leni. Next time I'm sure you'll pass".

Leni's eyes moistened, clearly touched by encouragement of her siblings.

"Thanks, you guys", she said, dabbing her eyes, "That's supes sweet".

Lori's reply was interrupted by a sudden tremor that shook the vehicle, startling her. She failed to notice the look that was exchanged between her siblings.

"Oops, I think I forgot my purse inside." Leni said, entirely too loudly and suddenly. "Linky, would you come with me to get it?"

"Gladly", Lincoln agreed, unbuckling his seatbealt.

It took Lori a moment to regain her senses, but that was all it took for her brother and sister to vanish. Her big sister instincts kicking in, Lori drew her phone and hit the speed dial with practiced ease. A happy jingling resounded in response and drew her eyes to the culprit. Leni's purse, placed only a short distance away on the dashboard.

"Sorry Linky!", Leni apologized as the siblings rounded the corner of the DMV, safely out of sight of their older sister.

"Not your fault Leni" Lincoln consoled her with a reassuring pat on the shoulder, "It's not like we planned for this."

Lincoln turned his attention to a small, innocuous band made of some indiscernible material wrapped around his wrist. Normally it appeared to be quite plain, not the sort of thing that would draw much attention. Now, however it shined with a luminescent glow.

"Is that what I think it is, Seven?" He asked the band.

Indeed, a voice murmured, directly into his mind. A quick glance at his sister confirmed that Leni was privy to the conversation.

Sending you the location now.

A momentary flash of insight, and Lincoln suddenly knew with certainty where the disturbance was coming from.

Time is of the essence. I suggest you take the fastest possible route.

Understanding suddenly dawned on the siblings, and a momentary, mutual blush was exchanged between them.

"Do you mind, Linky?" Leni asked, shyly.

"Not at all Leni", he affirmed, trying to fight the sudden onset of nervousness. "Just try to be a little more careful this time".

"I promise" Leni said, nodding. Then she effortlessly scooped up her little brother into her arms and exploded forward with an inhuman burst of speed.

Lincoln clung tightly to his big sister as the scenery blurred around them, in anticipation for what was likely coming. His hunch was proven right only moments later, when with a single pump of her powerful legs, Leni sent the pair hurtling into the sky.

Leni smiled beatifically at her little brother as the wind howled around them, the momentum from her leap carrying them far into the distance.

"You okay Linky?"

"I'm fine, Leni, you're getting much better at this."

Leni blushed at the complement, pleased. However, this did not last long, as their query finally came into view.

An impossibly curvaceous, and utterly enormous woman stomping down main street, leaving destruction in her wake. She had to be at least 50-feet tall and was roaring like something out of a monster movie. Lincoln would have found the situation amusing if it hadn't been for the screams of terror ringing in the air.

"Not again", Leni murmured, sadness evident in her eyes.

Visual confirmation attained. I suggest that Ms. Leni set us down a safe distance away so we can begin.

"Right" Lincoln agreed, looking to his distraught sister. He laid a reassuring hand on her shoulder, drawing her from her reverie. Seeing her little brother's look of concern allowed Leni to find her resolve, and with a practiced twist of her body, she send the pair hurtling towards the ground.

Leni stuck the landing with neither sibling no worse for wear, the small crater the pair were now standing in being the only indication that anything unusual had happened. Lincoln hopped out of her arms and looked to his wrist band.

Ready for transference. Standing by.

Lincoln looked to his sister. "You ready for this Leni?"

"Y-yeah, Linky", she replied, her voice quivering ever so slightly.

"But…could I have a hug first? For luck?"

Lincoln smiled at her, and gave Leni the biggest hug he could manage, which she eagerly returned.

"You're going to do great, Leni" he said, tightening his grip "I believe in you".

Another tremor, much more violent than before interrupted the heartfelt moment, reminding the siblings that there was still work that needed to be done.

Still standing by for Transference, Seven intoned. The disembodied voice never spoke with anything but the utmost calm. Despite this, Lincoln could swear he detected a hint of irritation in its tone.

"Ready when you are, Leni" Lincoln said, a slight undertone of embarrassment entering his words. Leni nodded, clearly embarrassed herself, but nevertheless closed her eyes and leaned forward.

Lincoln, appreciating her consideration, tilted his head upward, and met his sister's lips with his own in a soft, tender kiss.

It was surprising to Lincoln just how quickly he'd gotten used to this. But there were a great many unpleasant things in this world, and kissing Leni Loud was not one of them.

Beginning Transference.

Lincoln braced himself as he felt the familiar torrent of energy pour forth from his body and into Leni. The rush of power threatened to send him flying away, but Leni, apparently sensing this, wrapped her arms around him and pulled him close, simultaneously securing her little brother and deepening their kiss. At long last, the torrid of energy built to a crescendo, and with a blinding flash of light the process was complete. Lincoln sank to the ground, spent. The light finally dissipated, and where Leni Loud had once been now stood an enormous woman, clad in form fitting, seafoam spandex. A tinted visor across her eyes serving as a surprisingly well to obscure her identity from casual observation.

Transference complete. Gigant Green, you are cleared for combat.

"OKAY SEVEN!" Leni boomed, the deafening volume of her voice nearly knocking Lincoln prone.

"Oops", Leni said with a sheepish grin, now taking great pains to control her voice.

"Sorry Linky". She knelt down and inspected her little brother (now even littler) with a worried eye.

"It's fine, Leni" He called up, smiling in spite of himself. As imposing as her new stature was, Gigant Green was unmistakably still his beloved big sister.

Leni held out her hand, allowing Lincoln time to crawl into it, then carefully stood to her rather impressive full height. She gently deposited Lincoln onto her shoulder, and he secured himself to her collar, their movements coordinated like that of a well-oiled machine.

"Alright, Leni", Lincoln shouted, "Let's do this!"

"Right Linky!"

And with that, Gigant Green strode off to combat the surprisingly attractive monstrosity that was still ravaging the city.