BILLY STEELE: KID RANGER, IRON HORSE VS. IRON GIANTS

The engineer’s bell that delighted the children’s ears now was burnt scrap lying in the dirt.

But the fighting whirlwind still lived! He shook off the blow and stood tall from the destructive deluge to face his annihilators unscathed.

The great spirit of the storm remounted his Thunder Rider, pointed his great lightning lance at his mechanical monsters and prepared to bravely charge them. Dr. Satana raised the purloined golden spike above her head. Like a lightning rod, it attracted the volatile unimaginable power locked in Billy Steele’s hidden mine. Under the evil Dr.’s control, the golden spike absorbed all the rampaging power and then suddenly, the spike released all it had digested and then some and a stream of pure, raw energy struck the warrior in a shattering impact. BOOM! The warrior’s limp torso remained dangling in mid-air for what seemed like an eternity before being hurled to the rocky terrain.

The warrior was left prone and lifeless on the ground of a secluded clearing. Then remarkably, the warrior’s body reverted back to Billy Steele on its own, his black arrowhead covered in filth and blood as it was grasped by the boy’s tattooed hand. Billy never knew the power that defeated him and his super alter ego came from the secret mine he journeyed to find. And if someone was to see this change from Indian god to white boy and discover Billy and the warrior were one in the same, it could mean Billy betrayed the magic and he would be cursed which meant the end of everything the kid ranger held dear.

Only minutes later, but in what seemed a lifetime, a mysterious shadow hovered over the boy’s body. A lone witness saw the miraculous transformation take place, and swiftly rode to the boy’s side.

White Eagle, Billy’s magical mentor, scooped his student into his arms and took the broken Billy to his solitude where he would try to save the kid ranger’s life. As White Eagle galloped away, he caught the piercing eyes of Col. Tim, who resented the intimate friendship between his son and "A red devil." Despite his pain from his combat injury, Col. Tim followed White Eagle’s trail to retrieve his son from the, "Crazy old injun."

Meanwhile, the following day, Dr. Satana, and her robots, the prized golden spike still clutched in her heaping bosom, returned to her mad laboratory built in the confines of a ghost town, where she would complete her plans for world domination.

Among her laboratory’s noxious, bubbling vats of chemicals, giant power generators that crackled constantly and wall-to-wall diabolical dynamos, the seven robots, zeniths of artificial life, anxiously watched their creator revel in her stolen golden spike’s glow.

"This symbol of civilization," Dr, Satana laughed, "will become my instrument of conquest once its power is permanently coupled with the power in Billy’s mine. Robots will rule a human world, and I will control them!"

Iron Hand, however, somehow went through a transformation and now desired to use his master’s newly stolen power for a different purpose than conquest and domination. Dr. Satana’s most faithful harbored a yearning to become a human. For earlier that day, Iron Hand was mysteriously struck secretly by the rampaging, elusive and uncontrollable power radiating from Billy Steele’s lost mine, and this unimaginable force turned its target from evil to good just as it had turned others from good to evil. The robot wanted to experience the gamut of human emotions such as love and joy. Iron Hand wanted to use some of the golden spike’s power to become real, and no longer a machine to be under someone’s control.

When Iron Hand confessed to the others how he wanted to be more than a tool and more than a weapon and to walk the world free and loved, Dr.