Michael took Drozin to the workshop where the transmission equipment was located and contacted Ramshief. 

“Hey, Ram, I think I came upon a solution to our problem,” Drozin proclaimed. 

“Where are you?”

“I’m with Saint Nickolaus’s son Michael in the workshop here at the North Pole.  I need the most powerful hyperlight power plant you have available and transport it here.  I’ll accelerate the outer fields to maximum, if I need to, and tap the energy built up in the dimensions that are about to create the rift.  I’ll beam the energy out into space.”

“Sounds like it will work.  Did you have success with the others you met with?”

“Yes I did.  How were your efforts?”

“ACE is aboard and so are the ones I met with in the various dimensions.  We’ll be ready when needed.”

“Great.  I’ll transport the power plant here once you have it.” 

“I have access to hyperlight power plants right now.  Let me shift your transmission to that dimension.”

“Thanks, buddy.”

The transmission beam was shifted to the proper dimension where the power plant was located.  A unit the size of six freight train boxcars was transported to the North Pole and kept outside the workshop.  Since the unit would be drawing an incredible amount of energy that surrounded it, it would moved by Drozin to a location about ten miles away in the open.  Drozin used his coin to boost his physoelectrical field so he could move the unit into place. 

The power plant’s fission/fusion reactor was put on line and produced the particles needed to start the hyperlight speed energy field circulation.  After a few minutes, the reactor output was at 100% on its way to 1500% which was needed to absorb the excess interdimensional energy before it could be discharged.  At that dangerous level, there was the possibility the trees in the forest that were more than a quarter mile away might be drawn into the fields.  Even Drozin feared getting too close to the power plant. 

The energy for the rift began to accumulate.  But the power plant and the other power plants used around the world began to tap it.  The shaman in New Mexico, the leprechaun king, and the gnome king did their part to keep their dimensions from merging with this dimension.  When the buildup was nearing maximum intensity, the energy was sucked in and blasted into space toward the sun at hyperlight speed in potent beams. 

As children were going from door-to-door collecting candy and the adults were having a great time at parties, astronomers observing the sun witnessed the bombardment of the sun by the hyperlight speed beams.  The sunspots produced grew and merged into a spot large enough to swallow all the planets of the solar system with room left over for another solar system or two. 

The Northern lights exploded and were seen as far south as Cuba.  The light show thrilled observers around the world in the Northern Hemisphere.  It lasted for a little over three minutes at its peak and quickly died to normal intensity. 

The scientists couldn’t explain what had happened and the theories ranged from the mundane to the ridiculous.  What they all admitted was that potential disaster had been averted.  What people in the dimensions knew was that Mr. Amazing had done more than his part to save the world; something he was getting used to.