Jahv's playing of the game had attracted a few onlookers, but the oversized sweatshirt he was wearing hid his odd hands. As far as anyone knew, Keith hoped, this was just a regular kid who was really good at video games.

Then trouble walked into the arcade.

Keith cringed. Three older teenagers, one of them smoking, all of them looking and acting tough, surveyed the room, making sure that some attention was being paid to them. Keith swore under his breath. "Hey, guys — serious trouble."

Davy and Martin looked up. Martin went pale. Davy remarked, "You know those guys?"

"I know OF them." said Keith. "They think they're some kind of local gang. They're just troublemakers, but they are serious troublemakers. They've been causing grief at this mall for weeks, but they always manage to duck out before security can get to them."

"They're also coming this way." said Davy.

"Yeah, I was afraid of that. They can't stand anybody getting more attention than them." said Keith.

"Well, looky here." snarled one of the teenagers. "Hey, Bruno, this little punk's managed to triple your best score!"

"What?!" roared the one named Bruno. "Hey, punk! Yeah, you with the shades and the stupid cap! Don't you know that's my game?"

Jahv turned. "I'm sorry. I didn't know it was your property."

Keith groaned. Jahv was trying to be honest, but he knew how that comment would be interpreted.

"A little wise-ass, huh!?" growled Bruno. "Okay, guys, get him out of here!" Pushing Keith, Martin, and Davy aside before any of them could react, although Martin had already backed off quite a bit, the two toughs that Bruno was ordering around picked up Jahv and carried him out of the arcade. There was a large fountain just outside of the arcade, and the two teens threw Jahv into it, and proceeded to laugh following the splash.

"Ohhh, not good." said Keith. "So much for the make-up."

"We need to get out of here, right now!" urged Davy.

"I think maybe we can." said Keith. "Those three idiots are still laughing themselves stupid. Let's go."

The boys didn't get far. They grabbed Martin and were trying to work their way past the three bullies, when Bruno spotted them. "Where d'ya think YOU'RE going?! You were with that little freak, so you're gonna get the same as him! Or worse!"

One of the punks pushed Martin down, and clearly Davy and Keith were next, when an impossibly loud voice roared and echoed from outside the arcade. "YOU LEAVE MY FRIENDS ALONE!"

All heads turned towards the entrance of the arcade. Standing there, dripping wet, the make-up and the cap gone, his eyes actually glowing a brilliant bright blue, was a thoroughly furious Jahv.

"What the —?!" one of the bullies started to say, but in that instant, Jahv raised his right arm, and, incredibly, a bolt of lightning shot from his fingertips. It soared into the video game Jahv had been playing, which the three toughs were still standing closest to. The game's screen shattered, and sparks and smoke flew from the machine.

"Jeez!" exclaimed Keith, ducking out of the way and out of the arcade, with Davy and Martin close behind. "Remind me never to make him mad at me!"

Even Jahv looked surprised at what had happened. "That was — too much. That wasn't what I wanted to have happen."

"Worry about it later!" said Keith. "We need to get out of here, and right now!"

"I may have something that can help." said Jahv, reaching into his backpack and pulling out a device that was about the size of a large flashlight, but looked more like the handle to a Star Wars lightsaber. "This is a personal cloaking device. I can expand the field of it somewhat. Stay close to me, and they shouldn't be able to see any of us."

Jahv activated the device. To the other boys, it didn't seem as if much had happened. The air seemed to shimmer a bit, but that was all. But clearly something had happened, based on the expressions on everybody else's faces. "Hey!" yelled one of the punks. "Where'd those little punks go?"

"I don't think that matters", said the owner of the arcade, bringing down the metal gate that closed the arcade to the rest of the mall. "You three punks have been causing me grief for weeks. Now you blew up one of my machines. Security's on its way, you're not going anywhere this time, and I intend to have you arrested."

"We didn't blow up your machine! It was that weirdo kid that shot lightning at us!" snarled Bruno.

"I don't see any kids." said the arcade owner. "Certainly not one that could do something as ridiculous as that. Anybody else see any kids?"

The other patrons of the arcade, who had also suffered at the hands of these three teen punks, all shook their heads.

Jahv, Davy, Martin, and Keith left the mall, trying not to laugh, just as the mall's security forces arrived.

Minutes later, the boys were on their bikes, Jahv trying to keep his head tucked into the collar of the sweatshirt and still hang onto Davy. Keith had wrapped his shirt around Jahv's head somewhat to try to conceal the antennae without hurting Jahv, and without making it look like there was an accident victim riding on the back of Davy's bike.

They returned to the pond, where Jahv entered his dome tent — and to Keith and Martin it looked like he had vanished into thin air for a few moments — and returned with lemonade and candy bars for everyone. He'd also, as was customary for him, dispensed with any clothing. As hot and tired and the other three boys were from a somewhat faster bike ride than before, Davy, Martin, and Keith were pretty well down to their underwear.

"I hope we're not going to get into trouble over this." said Davy.

Keith, previously the most concerned about that, shook his head. "Nah. I know the arcade owner. He's been wanting a reason to get rid of those punks ever since they started causing trouble. He just got it. Besides, who'd believe the truth?"

"Speaking of which," said Davy, looking at Jahv, "you never said you could — shoot lightning!"

Jahv actually looked a little shaken. "I didn't mean to! All that was supposed to happen was a minor static discharge. All it was supposed to do was get those three bad guys to back off a bit. I didn't intend to blow up the machine!"

"Then what went wrong?" asked Martin.

"Well, I think I know." said Jahv. "Now that I've had time to think about it. Is everything on this world run by electricity?"

"Pretty much, yeah." said Davy. "Everything mechanical, anyway."

Jahv nodded. "That's it, then. There must be much more electricity at use on this world than there is on mine."

"Well, so much for your first outing into the outside world." remarked Keith.

"Yeah." said Jahv. "Can we do it again tomorrow?"

The three boys looked at Jahv, stunned beyond words. Finally it was Keith who spoke. "I don't THINK so!" he yelled, tackling Jahv right into the pond with a mighty splash. Davy and Martin dove in immediately after. And there they spent the remainder of the afternoon, diving and splashing water, with no one around to intrude.