"James, cover my back. I'm going in! " Carlos yelled as he mashed the buttons on his controller forcing the warrior on the screen to move forward into the cave.

"Kendall he's on the attack!"

"Don't worry, I got him!" Kendall replied to Logan who was beginning to show the pressure of battling his friends on their favourite video game. The sounds of explosions and gunfire filled the entire apartment, along with screams and yells barking orders to their teammates.

"He's got the flag!"

"Not for long!" Logan repeatedly hit the buttons on the controller until his character did what he wanted. The boys were so engrossed in their game that they didn't notice the small brunette girl walk into the room.

"Bio hazard battle blast five? I thought you guys had learnt your lesson from the last time you played that?"

"The call of Raindar Seven is too great. Besides, we've agreed to stop as soon as there's a hint of a fight."

"Whatever. Tell mom I'm off to the pool with Tyler."

"Sure thing baby sis... No fair! Carlos you can't respawn right next to the checkpoint!" The Latino boy laughed as he began to charge for the flag once again. Katie rolled her eyes and left the four teenage boys alone once again. The boys weren't playing for more than five minutes before the front door slammed open causing them all to jump in fright.

"DOGS!" When they realized the intruder was Gustavo they resumed their virtual battle. "Stop the video game now and get cleaned up. We've been written a big ol' check to do a private concert for a fan." The instructions shouted by their boss was muffled from the sound of a hand grenade exploding forcing James and Carlos' characters to respawn once again.

"Now's our chance to attack!" spat Logan as he pushed the joystick forward causing virtual Logan to sprint forward into another cave. "I got it Kendall! I got the flag!"

"Well done Logie. I'll hold them off. Get it to our base." Logan nodded in understanding and began following the leader's instructions.

"Almost there..." Logan whispered sticking his tongue out slightly, subconsciously knowing that it improved his concentration. Suddenly the screen went black and all the noises signalling a war were cancelled out, replaced with the screams and yells of the four teenage boys, confused as to what had happened. Their confusion didn't last long, it immediately vanishing when they saw Kelly with the game console's plug in her hand.

"Really? You had to pull the plug out? You couldn't have just pressed the off button on the console?"

"That was a bit dramatic." Carlos said, agreeing with the taller, more handsome boy, who had replaced his controller with his lucky comb and was running it gently through his luscious, soft brown locks.

"GET READY. NOW!" Gustavo's yell was so loud that the boys could have sworn the apartment actually shook. The reluctantly slumped off to their shared bedrooms and began to pretty themselves up.

Carlos was the first to appear from his room, taking no effort at all as to put anything more than a clean t-shirt on. He was rummaging through the refrigerator when laughter could be heard from the corridor leading off to the bedrooms. The blonde and shorter of the brunette's soon followed the laughter, both dressed in their usual attire. A red and white plaid shirt for Kendall and a shirt and sweater vest for Logan. The laughter immediately died when they entered the front room and saw the glare Gustavo was giving them from behind his orange sunglasses. Logan looked up to the blonde boy and smiled, knowing they were in trouble for being in such a good mood when Gustavo clearly wasn't. Kendall pushed him slightly on the shoulder, but the gentle push was strong enough to cause the genius boy to lose balance slightly. This was enough to cause the fits of giggles to return.

They were waiting for another fifteen minutes until James finally appeared, his outfit immaculate. White skinny jeans, black t-shirt and a tight fitting purple leather jacket. Not a single hair was out of place on the boy's head. The rest of the band weren't surprised that it had taken James so long to get ready, at the end of the day, they were used to him being the 'pretty' one. Kelly and Gustavo, on the other hand, weren't so patient. They forced the four boys out of the apartment and down to the limo that was waiting for them in the parking lot. the boys piled into the back, along with Gustavo and Kelly and they were soon pulling out of the driveway on route to their destination. Kelly spent the first ten minutes of the journey just observing the boys. Logan and Kendall were sat next to each other, they always sat next to each other and they always sat slightly closer than anyone would deem appropriate. Kendall had his phone out and the two were obviously watching a video on it that they both fund hilarious, as the two were producing fits of laughter again along with the odd 'Oh my god!' and 'That's insane' comments. She then turned her attention to the other to boys. James was sat reading a 'Pop Tiger' magazine, again a thing that wasn't uncommon for the boy. Carlos, however wasn't as calm as the other boys, his knee was bouncing up and down and he was rocking slightly back and forth. Kelly had never seen the Latino boy ever stay completely still. He had to be moving.

"Come on James. You said you'd play!"

"After I've finished reading." James replied, turning a page in his magazine. Carlos was growing impatient, the look on his face couldn't have been misread. Kelly began a countdown in her head from three and as soon as she reached one, Carlos had whipped the magazine from James' grip and threw it to the other side of the car. "Carlos! I was reading that!" James spat followed by a quite aggressive shove in Carlos' direction. That was all it took for the boys to start hitting each other and begin wrestling, the best they could while they were still in the car.

"DOGS!" James and Carlos froze as Logan and Kendall looked up from the phone. "Time to go over some instructions." Kendall and Logan's gaze dropped back to the electronic device before it was removed from Kendall's sweaty grip by Kelly. "So this girl you're playing for is the daughter of Harold Garner."

"Harold Garner? As in the richest man in the world?"

"Yes. And I don't need you..dogs...messing this up. A bad word from him will have you guys packing your bags and headed for Minnesota quicker than you can say 'Big Time Rush'. So you're to do anything the little brat asks. She wants you to sing? You sing. She wants an autograph? You give her twenty. Got it?"

"What if she wants us to put on a mermaid outfit, stuff our faces with marshmallows, walk in a circle four times and chant then spell to reawaken the devil?" Carlos asked, slight worry in his voice that the small girl was actually going to make him do this.

"You do it. Have I made myself clear?" the boys all nodded, knowing that this day wasn't going to end well.

The car pulled up to, what the boys could only describe as a castle. The Palmwoods could easily have fit inside this building, at least twice. The boys all stood in front steps leading up to the front door, mouths slightly agape as they stared up at the house. They diverted their attention back to the ground when they heard the heavy front doors swing open, revealing an elderly man dressed in a black suit and tie. He hobbled down the steps and walked up to the boys.

"You must be Gustavo." his voice was very wheezy, like each word he spoke required all the oxygen he had in his lungs. He stretched out his frail old hand for Gustavo to shake. He did, but very carefully, afraid that any external pressure would cause the man to crumble into dust. "Master Harold is away on business for the weekend. But he has left me clear instructions. Miss Emily is around the corner in her quarters. That is where the concert will take place. There is plenty of room, I assure you. If you'd like to follow me. Your band have already set up as we were expecting you at least an hour ago." Gustavo shit James a nasty look, where he smiled before replying with,

"Hey, beauty like this takes time to perfect." while running his comb through his hair for about then hundredth time since they had left the Palmwoods. The man, who had yet to introduce himself with a name, directed them around the corner of the mansion, where the boys froze once again at the building standing in front of them. This building was separate from the other house and must have been about a third of the size, but that didn't mean it wasn't big. It was huge!

"Miss Emily is inside." the man held an arm out showing them to the front door and the boys walked inside, followed by Gustavo and Kelly. They found themselves in a large hall lined with white marble. The floor was marble. The stairs were marble. There were even statues made out of marble. This room alone must have cost more than ten years rent on their apartment. The boys had known wealth, seeing as they worked for Gustavo and had mansion sat for him a couple of times. And then there was Arthur Griffin, the fourth most powerful CEO in the world, but not even his funds couldn't afford a mansion this size along with it's miniature counterpart.

The boys heard the large oak door slam shut and they were plunged into nothing but artificial light from the halogen bulbs shining above. The last thing any of them remembered was a high pitch squeal, followed by a most peculiar smell and then darkness.