Author's Note or A/N: This is when they are still trying to look for the pure stones.
Me: Hi everybody I'm the show host. Whoever can answer this question wins all the sock monkeys they want. What do I own?
Pregnant lady: A baby!
Seth: A peanut butter jelly?
Mel: A giant toe nail?
Kara: An over protective brother!
Erik: A robot
Me: 10 seconds left!
Adam: Easy you own nothing.
Me: Times out! The answer was I OWN NOTHING!
Adam: That's what I said. Where are my sock monkeys?
Me: Sorry you have to answer in a question. This I jeopardy.
Adam: $& &!?#%*?&$&&$%#%!?$
Me: That's all folks, remember to hug clowns and laugh at people slipping on ice. This has been Cash Cab.
Kara: Isn't it jeopardy? If it's cash cab, Adam is right!
Me: Whatever!
Rion: We want our sock monkey or else we will...
Me: We are facing technical difficulties bye (puts hand over screen)
Erik: There nothing wrong with the systems.
Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee p!
"Ahh! Help!"
"What are we suppose to do Erik?"
"Kara, just because I know a lot of stuff, it doesn't mean I know how to help give birth to a stranger on the streets! Adam do you know?"
"The closest experience to a baby is being a baby myself and stealing one. Why would I know how to give birth to one?"
"Wait you steal babies? That is a whole new level of stealing."
"Mel, it's a long story and let's focus, there is a woman in front of us about to give birth and we were just trying to by some bread from this bakery! Seth, you have an idea?" By that time a group of people had already gathered around the defenders to see what's happening.
"You guys, stop yelling! Does anyone know how to help give birth?"
"I do" A voice came from the back of the crowd. Soon a path was cleared for her to get through. She had grey eyes, long blond wavy hair and wore a simple black shirt and black pants. Practically everything she wore was either black or dark. She was about the same age as them.
Moments later...
"Wow you would have thought that the Di-gata Defenders would know how to help give birth." She said with a small smirk on her face.
"Yea, um thanks for the help back there. If not for you I guess we would still be panicking and how do you know we're defenders?"She glanced at the Di-gata signil on his shirt.
"Oh... well I'm Seth, leader of the defenders. This is Adam, Mel, Erik and Kara."
"Nice to meet you, my name is Theresa."
"Sorry to interrupt, but I need a break from all this. Even if we are out of that sand town and in this amazing forest."
"Okay bye Adam. Theresa you should probably go back home now, your parents must be worried sick about you and we should start going."
"Unless you would like us to escort you there because it is getting dark soon."
"Actually Erik, my parents passed away when I was a child and I was sent away from my brother for training. So I don't exactly know where he is. And Seth I travel alone everyday exploring the world, I'm pretty sure I can handle myself. In fact, I might be able to beat all of you guys."
"You think you can beat us? Who would you like to vs? I mean it wouldn't be fair for a 5vs1 match would it? Wait, do you mean beating us at a Di-gata stone battle or a dance-off?"
"I could beat you at both. Which one do you prefer?"
"Seth we don't have time to battle we have to get to a dojo and report to professor Alnar."
"This will only take a second Mel"
"How about this, I'll come with you guys to the dojo. While Mel talks to professor Alnar, we will battle?"
"Alright, I don't see why not."
"Erik are you sure this will be good for the mission?"
"Seth calm down, this won't set us back and frankly I think that you need to make some new friends. I mean having one more ally won't hurt us."
"Fine, you can ride on my stormer. Let's get going."
"Seth why don't you let Theresa ride on Erik's. It was his idea after all."
"No I need to keep an eye on her."
"You know I'm right here right?"
"Yea." The gang started to their destination along with a newcomer. As the bright yolk like sun dropped behind the horizon line, they reached the dojo.
"Okay we're here. You guys go inside, me and theresa will stay watch." Mel, Erik and Kara went into the entrance.
"So Theresa what do you do now that, you know you don't have any family? I mean it could get lonely."
"Well traveling around RaDos keeps my mind off those things." She reached into her pockets and it seemed like she was holding stones.
"Seth duck! Disintegrate!" Luckily Seth was able to duck before two nega stones hit him. He turned around to see a robotic crow turn to dust.
"Wow Theresa I thought you were attacking me. What is that thing anyways?"
"We have to go inside before..." Suddenly sharp steel blades came from the wholes in the trees.
"Seth cast your shield, barricade array" Before he could cast, a knife went directly in his hand.
"Ugh" He tried to not make a sound, but Theresa heard his grunting and ran in his direction dodging the knives that the shields didn't cover. As a knife flew at his face, centimeters away, a small shield defected it. He looked up to see that she had came just in time. Holding his hand, he walked into the entrance of the dojo, while Theresa was behind him using her shield to deflect every knife that came their way. When they made it in, more blood dripped from his hand and formed a trail of blood. They stopped and sat down leaning on the cave like walls. Soon the others came to find their moaning leader being carried by Theresa.
"Is he okay? What did you do to him?"
"Mel it's not her fault. We were in an ambush." Seth managed to say.
"He'll be fine right Theresa?"
"Kara he will be, once he's laying down and I can examine his cut." With that Erik quickly took Seth and lead them into a comfy looking room and placed Seth down on a bed.
They all watched nervously as Theresa pulled the knife from Seth's hand. Causing him to grunt some more. She looked into the wound for what seemed to be hours and hours and then sealed it with bandages. Finally Kara broke the silence.
"How bad is he?"
"Just as I thought. Nazmul's robotic crow has been following us. When I destroyed it, it set a trap that causes knifes to fly out. That was why the trees had wholes in them. One of those knifes stabed into Seth's arm... as you can see. There's bad news and good news. Which one do you want to hear first?"
"Ah let's go with the bad news okay Mel?"
"Sure Kara."
"Well those knives were poisined." She said as she stabbed the knife that was in Seth's hand onto a nearby table. It has green slime at the tip.
"The good news is that one of my shields blocked one from flying into his face and some more bad news is that this poison is very deadly. Even the nexus can't heal him or stop the poison from spreading throughout his body until the sweet mercy of death goes and..." The defenders faces were full of depression, anger but mostly sorrow. All three of them had tears falling off their chins.
"Is there some good news to that?"
"Erik you didn't let her finish. Is there a cure?"
"Kara the thing is that there is hope for him. It's just that this cure is very difficult to get..."
"We would even go to the Rogon's territory if that's what it takes to get Seth back."
"Good Mel because you will need to go in Rogon territory to get the cure. But there might be another way. I just need to talk to professor Alnar."
"You know professor Alnar?"
"It's a long story." They all walked out into another room where they could talk to a hologram of the professor. With Mel being the last one, she heard Seth say something and stayed behind.
"Mel don't risk your lives for me. Find the pure stone and finish the mission we were given. You guys need to forget about me. Theresa probably exaggerated the thing. Go tell the others." With that, Seth went unconscious again. Met thought to herself, they couldn't leave Seth behind. He was their friend, their leader. But the order of infinis won't stop their plan of world domination just cause Seth is poisoned in the hand. In fact, they would celebrate that one of their enemies is gravely ill and could die any moment. Going back and forth in her mind she finally decided that she wouldn't tell the others about what he said.