Uh…Guys?

Summary: Something's affecting the men of W13. Dark themes.

Authors note: Hello everyone! All right so this is a story completely unrelated to Love is in the Air. In this story those events did not occur. Also this is a post Mc Pherson pre H.G. story. Enjoy!

'Hmm, what kinds of toys are there around here for me to play with?' the entity thought as it floated along through the warehouse. It was bursting with excitement; it had been almost a thousand years since it was imprisoned in that damned box, and about five hundred since it was able to escape for a short time. Spying Pete the invisible consciousness flew toward him. 'Ah this one will do nicely.' the entity smiled inwardly.

"Hey Myka!" Pete yelled over his shoulder as he looked around. He had the strangest feeling.

"Yeah?" Myka responded from a different row but still close by. They tended to stick together when doing inventory.

"Um, it's probably nothing but…" Pete stopped as he felt a sudden crushing pain in his mind. He gave a silent shout and then as quickly as it came the pain was gone.

"But?" Myka said heading toward him. "Oh my gosh, Pete! Are you okay?" She yelled as she found Pete on his knees white as a sheet in the middle of the aisle.

"But…I got a really bad vibe Myka." Pete breathed as he looked up at her. "You didn't have random migraine pain just now did you?" Pete asked squinting in the light.

"No, what did you touch?" Myka fixed him with a hard look that meant no lying.

"Nothing…much." Pete said with a guilty look.

"Come on lets go talk to Artie." Myka said not about to let Pete shrug this off.

'Damn it!' the entity thought, 'I'm too weak.' It continued to hover towards the other end of the warehouse, when it spotted a young girl with a green stripe in her hair. 'Hmm what a delicious morsel.' The creature thought, 'If I was back in my body, oh the things I would do with her.' The creature was filled with desire and renewed anger at not being able to take over the young man. It followed the red head into an office where an older man was sitting at a desk, he seemed to be yelling at her for something, but she didn't seem bothered.

"Artie, I'm sorry the music box broke but it's not like I used telekinesis to pull it of the top shelf just to mess with you! I was nowhere near it, blame gravity." She was saying as she leaned back in her chair propping her feet up on the desk. "Besides nothing happened when it broke anyway. Hey can artifacts lose their atrifactiness over time?" She asked cocking her head sideways as the thought occurred to her.

"Depends on the artifact…" Artie stopped before he could even get on a roll. His head felt crammed full and over crowded, it hurt worse than when his appendix almost killed him. He came to with Claudia leaning over him clutching his shirt and calling his name. They were on the floor. He didn't even realize he'd fell.

"Artie you okay? What happened?" Claudia was terrified and confused which was the worst combination of emotions in her opinion.

"Probably the same thing that happened to Pete." Myka said from the office doorway a disheveled Pete leaning on her. She helped Pete over to the couch. Claudia followed with Artie. With the guys on the couch the girls pulled some chairs up and started quizzing them.

"Pete, tell me everything you messed with!" Myka began, looking determined.

"Oh well I…" He stopped as Claudia cut him off.

"Artie what all artifacts can cause headaches and only affect men?" She too looked determined; in fact both women seemed to mirror one another.

Artie and Pete shared a glance that roughly meant, 'When did they become so worried about us?' 'I don't know but let's try not to piss them off.' They tried to reassure the women of their lives. It didn't work. Myka continued to drill Pete while Claudia dragged Artie over to the computer and started a search.

'Why can't I penetrate their minds? Surely my abilities haven't diminished this much.' The entity thought as it watched the humans tackle the puzzle he left. Then he saw the box lying there broken on the table. 'No more music.' It thought with combined shock and glee. 'No more music!' It wanted to shout, but happiness quickly left it as it tried to remember how it felt to possess a human body, how it felt to shout. It wanted so much. It watched the mortal men with envy. It silently cursed them every time the strong one accidentally brushed against the tall elegant women or as the older one leaned over the tiny pretty girls shoulder to better see the strange object in front of her. It looked at its former prison. 'The music no longer pulls me in but the box itself is broken. All this time was it the box that held my visage together when it was opened?'

The creature halted its musings as another woman entered. This one was lovely also but the creature noticed something odd in her. And what was even stranger was that she seemed to notice him.

Entering Artie's office Leena was greeted by the usual sight, Myka and Pete having a heated discussion while Claudia and Artie were bent over a computer screen naming several different artifacts in a hurry. But there was something unusual too. Pete and Artie's aura's looked wounded, even bruised.

"Guys, what happened to you?" She asked, her brow drawn in confusion. She listened as Myka and Pete talked over each other trying to clue her in, while Artie half heartedly mumbled an explanation over his shoulder, Claudia's attention was focused solely on her computer. Then Leena froze as she sensed something in the corner close to the ceiling. It was dark and powerful, and its intentions were as bad as they come. It started toward her. Frightened she scrambled backward.

"Guys over there its invisible! There's a …" The whole room watched in horror as Leena clutched her head and writhed with pain. Her mouth was open like she was screaming but no sound came out. And then suddenly, crouched on the floor, she became still. Slowly she looked up at all her friends.

The entity had sensed a kind of doorway in this woman. She seemed to be able to see what other mortals couldn't and it used that to enter her mind. 'I would prefer a male but you will have to do I suppose.' It spoke into her mind. 'Hmm perhaps I can still have a bit of fun.' It said thinking of the two other lovely women in the room. 'I'll just use your increased psychic abilities. So much potential power in you and almost completely untapped.' It thought laughing at her weak attempts to regain control.

Artie watched as Leena looked up at him, her eyes seemed to glow, and then he felt a presence inside his head. He was overcome with lust and passion and ecstasy. It was like he had never really felt, anything before that second. His five senses seemed completely new to him and incredibly heightened. But that was wrong, he knew what breathing felt like, he had blinked before, what was happening to him. Just a few feet away after looking into her strange eyes Pete was feeling similar sensations.

Pete and Artie stood completely still staring at Leena and not really seeing her. Pete was brought out of his catatonia when he felt faint warm breath on his neck. He turned to see a beautiful woman looking past him, not noticing him. Breathing deeply Artie caught a whiff of mangos; his mouth watered as he saw the smell was coming from the petite young woman sitting by him. It was her chap stick he knew, because he saw her put it on just a few moments ago. But wait he knew this girl, he was positive he did.

"Leena?" Myka took a few steps forward but was stopped as Pete clutched her arm. "Pete I need to see if she's alright!" Myka pulled trying to move away. But Pete just held on tighter. "Pete that hurts…"Myka started to yell but trailed off seeing the new way Pete was looking at her. "Pete?" She whispered. Hearing something break she looked over her shoulder to see Arties desk lamp on the floor in pieces. He and Claudia were opposite each other circling the desk. Both Pete and Artie seemed hollow and far away.

"Um Myka I think Artie lost his marbles! Pete still got his?" She asked not taking her eyes off Artie.

"Uh, no his are pretty much all gone too!" She shouted back as Pete threw his free arm around her waist and yanked her close to him. "Pete I'm so sorry!" Myka pleaded right before she kneed him in the groin. The pain seemed to wake him up a little because after she did that Pete remembered her name was Myka, and remembered Myka liked to hit him.

Sidestepping Pete, avoiding Leena, and dodging Artie, Myka ran to grab Claudia's hand and drug her along behind as she bolted down to the warehouse. The two of them made a dash for a safe quiet place to get their heads together.

-Tune in next time to find out how Leena and the gang get out of this pickle!-

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