Disclaimer: I don't own SGT Frog (although I wish I did…) It belongs to Mine Yoshizaki. The Narrator's print is in bold. Thoughts are underlined. Enjoy it… hate it… WARNING: CHARACTER DEATHS…. (They come later in the chapters but I felt obliged to warn you early… don't hate me, hate the plot… Darn it fate! J)

"Natsumi! Get up! Get up!"

It seemed like she couldn't. Her eyes were closed shut, blocking out any form of light. Natsumi could tell that her natural pink hair was slightly ruined as she slept. All she wanted to do was rest. For some unusual reason, her body felt so heavy and ached, especially on her right arm.

"Shut… up… Fuyuki…," Natsumi managed to groan." Let me… stay in… bed…"

Fuyuki raised his voice in frustration. That rarely happens. What was going on?

"Um… what IS going on…?"

Fuyuki shook his big sister. "Natsumi! Please!" At the sound of her brother's plea, Natsumi finally decided to see what was bugging him. Crankily, Natsumi rose from her comfortable position. A large gust of wind blew into her face. Natsumi nearly choked on dirt.

This… isn't my room…, Natsumi thought slowly. Wait… Wait a second!

Natsumi opened her eyes, but automatically wished she hadn't. The view of what used to be her home was too much. Buildings were destroyed. Trees were ripped from the ground, roots exposed and all. Cars were smashed in from their ceilings. Cement was cracked and manipulated. It was a nightmare.

Natsumi gasped and gaped in shock. "What happened to Central Japan?!"

Fuyuki sighed and helped his sister up. There was so much to talk about. So much to avoid. So much in general. "Narrator, can you please explain while it's still evening?" He could hear the sigh of the Narrator. Of course, anyone would sigh if they had to tell what tragedy happened here.

Natsumi practically shouted. "Well? Spit it out! Was it a drastic storm, or those toads?"

"It wasn't 'those toads.' In fact, it would be better if they caused it. We're trying to figure out who is behind this."

Natsumi silently backed off. "Okay? Explain, please…"

"The Nishizawa mansion and incorporations were bombed."

Natsumi's jaw dropped even wider than earlier. "WHAT? HOW? WHY?!" She paused. "Is Momoka okay?" A guilty feeling tightened her stomach. Fuyuki gave a reassuring shake and answered, "Yeah. She's perfectly fine. Well, the way she usually is!" Natsumi couldn't help but smile slightly. It faded as quickly as it came.

The Narrator continued. "The aircrafts were unusual. The riders and pilots seemed human, but the craft in itself was alien."

Alien? Natsumi thought to herself. "Wouldn't the toads know something?"

"I wish we could tell…," Fuyuki murmured quietly. His voice was barely above a whisper, and it sounded like he was going to cry. He didn't.

"What the heck does that mean?!"

There was a long pause.

"Fuyuki…?"

"They're gone."

"What do you mean 'they're gone'?"

"They're gone. They left for Keron and never came back…"

Natsumi's heart nearly skipped a beat. "…W-What…?" Fuyuki grimly nodded. He really wanted to cry, but he had to stay strong for his sister. Especially now. Especially since the world will never be the same.

Natsumi stubbornly shook her head in disbelief. "No… NO! They always come back… They always…," Natsumi tried not to cry in front of Fuyuki. Giroro… Stupid frog… Tamama… Kururu… and… and… Dororo… They wouldn't leave us!

"Fuyuki… When did all of this actually happen?" Fuyuki held his sister's hand and they both walked down the damaged street.

"A week ago…," he answered. Natsumi didn't know what to say. She had a headache, and her home was literally nothing but rubble.

"What was I doing a week ago? Why don't I remember anything?" When Fuyuki didn't reply, Natsumi turned to the Narrator for answers.

Well… um…

At first, Natsumi did her best pleading face. When the Narrator didn't look her in the eye, she glared at him.

You were helping out with refugees, but one refugee center was bombed by the enemy. We managed to find everyone but you…

"I…I see…," Small glimpses and brief visions flashed in Natsumi's head. She remembered a cloud of black ashes and smoke. The air was really bad, she thought. There was a little girl's face, and a terrified mother. Before Natsumi could see anything else, her headache increased by 9000. Clutching her head with her open hand, Natsumi tried to focus her mind elsewhere. Think about Momma…

There was a long silence as the duo walked down the demolished road. The land was eerie silent. It was so quiet that Natsumi could hear Fuyuki's heartbeat. Evening slowly turned to night.

Finally, the Hinata children decided to break the silence. "Natsumi, you scared us to death. When Mama heard…," Fuyuki trailed off to nothing.

"I'm sorry Fuyuki," Natsumi whispered. "Is Mama okay?" And the others too, she thought. Aki came first to her mind.

"Actua-"

Before Fuyuki could finish, a large loud siren went off. Natsumi released Fuyuki's hand to cover her ears in agonizing pain. Fuyuki's face grew pale. He knew what the siren meant. They're here… Fuyuki yanked Natsumi's arm and dragged her behind a large chunk of cement.

"WHAT'S THE ALARM CLOCK FOR?!"

Fuyuki quickly covered her mouth and immediately after, the siren died. "Yep… That was forty-five seconds…"

"Forty-five seconds?" Natsumi whispered. "What about it?"

"The siren lasts that long. The enemy plays it to warn their coming."

Monsters! , Natsumi shouted in her head. The alien frogs were gone, and now half of the world has gone under. "Gee… thanks… A warning signal!"

I don't mean to disturb you, but I suggest that you'd quiet down…

"Right… okay… whatever…," Natsumi sighed. So many things raced in her mind as anxiety made her body buzz. "Let me see these so called invaders."

Natsumi slightly stretched out her head from behind the cement boulder. Fuyuki just stayed where he was, shaking his head and swearing under his breath.

The Narrator was right. The aliens looked human, except for shade for eyes and a claw replacing their left hand. Their skin was blue pale and their technology was way advanced. Slightly more than Keronian advanced. Too advanced.

Natsumi turned to Fuyuki out of anger. "These idiots are our threats?" Heh… Giroro would tell me not to judge my enemy by looks…

"They're not easy to beat, Natsumi! Especially since we can't defend ourselves and they have the high-tech weapons!"

Natsumi rolled her eyes. "This is ridiculous, Fuyuki." All enemies have weaknesses… If only Giroro and those toads were here right now…

"I'm going for a better look," Natsumi started. "Stay here where it's safe!" "Not safe anymore Pekoponjin!" A creepy raspy voice exclaimed. The siblings looked up to see an ugly alien with a scar and eye patch over its left eye. Fuyuki wanted to run. Natsumi on the other hand…

…Stood up…

The beast laughed an ugly laugh. "Who does this Pekoponjin think it is?"

"I'm Natsumi Hinata! Daughter of Aki Hinata! And classified as Pekopon's last defense! Who the hell are you?"

"General Scissorhands," it bellowed, "Well, well, well boys! I think we found Pekopon's last defense! A little girl!" The aliens burst into ugly laughter. Natsumi glared as Fuyuki tugged at her torn sleeve. His looks told her 'Let's get out of here!' Her looks told him 'Hold on a second!'

Natsumi was scared out of her mind, but she wasn't gonna get punked by a bunch of aliens. Let the punkers become the punkees…, she thought with a reassuring smile.

The eight foot aliens surrounded the cement boulder. Natsumi pulled Fuyuki to his feet and nodded. Fuyuki knew his sister too well. They were gonna hit and run. Or at least… attempt to…

General Scissorhands growled and the laughter immediately stopped. "Well… We're taking you in…" General Scissorhands extended a long claw. "Get 'em boys."