Prin: Hey, everyone! Yay, new chappie!

Iris: Once again, WKSF1, thanks for writing with us! *turns to sister* Haven't heard that term in a while...

Prin: What, really? But I say it all the time!

Iris: *sighs* Anywho, R,R&R, as Prin said.

Prin: In case you forgot it means Read, Reflect, REVIEW! XD

Zach brought Kate back into his jet, his Zach-bot holding her tightly as Eric followed in with a smug look on his face. But he ignored the other man.

He looked at Kate again, anger beginning to boil inside of him. In his mind, Kate was the embodiment of every woman that he had once loved. McKenzie stood out the most. Kate had inherited almost all of her looks, the brown hair, the green eyes, even the way she smiled, her manner of speaking, the way she walked. It was as though McKenzie had never left, simply gone on down into a smaller form. But that only made Kate's differences stand out even more.

The more a person was mirror reflection of another, the more the differences stood out.

Kate wasn't McKenzie anymore than he was his father, and he resented her for that.
She also seemed to resemble Hannah, a certain way she would quirk her eyebrows, her fierce determination and the shape of her eyelids. The way she would hold her butterfly doll reminded him of the pink stuffed rabbit that Hannah had worn out until it was more stitches and disintegrated stuffing than anything else. And the way she had run away. His gaze hardened evermore.

They had just had to leave, "to find a better life" as Hannah had put it once, defending a friend who had run away. As if he couldn't give them everything they could ever need, ever want.

And his mother. Their love for beauty and their hate of mud. Love of the outdoors, which McKenzie had also shared...In fact, all of them had loved the outdoors. And all but Kate had died.

Kate was a reminder of every person that he had loved and had been taken away. She held precious little memories in the way she played, the things she did. Every time he saw her, it had stuck a painful dagger in the remainder of his heart, twisting and...and reminding him of painful memories of betrayal and loss.

Yet she had saved them, in a way. They seemed to still exist inside of her, and he had loved her once for that.

He had been stuck between loving her and hating her when he had found her with the Wild Kratts, and that had been the bitter cherry on top of the cake. The love he had had held for her, however small, was lost, and replaced by bitter anger and hate. He didn't care anymore. He didn't care if she died, if he killed her. In his mind, everyone had betrayed and abandoned him, and Kate was going to be the last one. He would never allow himself to love anyone again.

Aviva was beside herself in the Tortuga. She paced, her hands in her hair. She knew that, in a way, Kate had betrayed Zach by joining them.

What would he do to her?!

She shuddered at the thought, fighting the urge to cry in frustration and fear.

Chris turned her way, their eyes joining, and he saw a tear of fear running down her cheek. He understood how she felt. She was Kate's Mother, for crying out loud.

Who knew how hard it was on her? He wanted to comfort her, but she turned away, pulling her arms down, and wiping her face as she walked away.

Chris then turned his attention to the desk, and started looking up Villain profiles on Koki's computer database. He eventually found Eric's file, which was right next to Zach's. And what he read...made him understand a lot of things, and why Eric the bully was a bully in the first place.

Meanwhile, Kate was bound and scared in a dark corner of the jet with a handkerchief around her mouth and nose, so she couldn't speak or yell for help. She wanted to cry in fear, but she knew if she did, she'd be no worse than she was when she was four. Whenever she was in trouble, Chris or Aviva, or both would be right by her side. Then she realized, she had been clinging on to them for too long. She had to face the facts, Chris and Mom weren't coming. She started to feel sick from the stale air that kept on being trapped by the fleece around her nose and sneaking its way back into her lungs. Finally, after a few coughs on her part, Zach came to the corner and took off the handkerchief. He figured she'd suffocate, and he needed her alive.

Kate coughed and breathed anxiously to clean her lungs out. She looked at her "Dad", and the familiar fear of when she was four and cornered, came back to haunt her.

Zach smirked, his face laced with anger and triumphant smugness, spreading the crushing, oppressing fear further into Kate as she looked up at him, squirming to get away, yet knowing it was useless.

"Hello, Katherine. Long time no see, huh?"

Kate didn't say a word, she worried if she did, she'd burst out crying.

"Uh, Zach?" Eric said from behind.

Zach's face fell, and an expression of extreme annoyance and anger covered his face, "WHAT?!"

"That turtle ship is heading our way," Kate noticed a bit of anger in the other man's expression. Obviously, he didn't like being yelled at. Zach calmed down a little, smirking softly.

"Perfect. All going according to plan."

Kate finally stored up enough energy to to say, "Pl...Plan?!"

"Yes, daughter o' mine," Zach grinned, and almost genuine joy sprung into his features, "You see, I've thought of a good way for Eric to get his revenge on Chris, and for me, to get my revenge on you!"

Kate gasped.

"ZACHBOTS!Take Kate into the back room! We need her to be alive and ready when we crush her team."

Kate went wide eyed.

"Wh...what?!"

Zach knelt down to her and gripped her chin tightly, forcing her to look him in the eye, something she had avoided for as long as she remembered.

"And we'll start with you," he said softly.

Before Kate could say a word, something hit her in the back of the head, and she was out like a light.

Kate woke up cold and alone with her heart beating in the back of her head. She clenched her cranium, which calmed the pain down. Blackness surrounded her, and she couldn't see a thing, but the atmosphere felt familiar to her. She got up, and felt around the floor until she found a wall. Using it as a guide, she stood up and found a light switch. When she found it, and flicked it on, she went wide eyed.

"My old room!"

It looked like not even a speck of dirt had touched it all these years. Kate suddenly remembered everything that happened in here, and she clenched her head as the memories flooded back, over whelming her. She crouched into a ball with a whimper as the memories and feelings of being so tiny and helpless swarmed her. She wasn't sure how long she remained like that until a knock on her locked door came.

At the sound, Kate ran to her old "hiding corner"; the furthest corner of the room, shielded partly by her bed. Her father opened the door, but he didn't look like he was going to hurt her in any way, yet.

"Good, you're up." He said with a gleeful smile that looked wrong on his face.

Kate could feel herself trembling. It was like being four years old, all over again.

"Wh...why'd you kidnap me in the first place?" she asked unmoving, as she stared at the floor, rocking back and forth on her heels as she crouched down.

"Well, you're the bait, for now," Zach replied nonchalantly, setting something on her shelf, that looked similar to a creature pod, but a little different.
What did Zach mean, for now? Was he really gonna hurt her, or even worse eventually?
Zach broke her train of thought again.
"Oh, and uh, your little family won't be rescuing you anytime soon," Zach said with a half smirk as he hooked up the device.

"What?! If you hurt any one of them, I'll-"

"You'll what? Punch me? Hurt me? Yeah right."

Zach had forgotten that Kate had gotten older, stronger and more defiant than she was before.

Kate didn't want to ask the question that was on the border of her mind, teetering precariously, but it spilled out of her mouth.

"Where are they anyway? Do you know?" she asked still hugging her knees in her corner, while Zach turned to look at her from other end of the room.

"Does this answer you question?"

Zach pushed the one and only button on the device, and a hologram came up of...Martin!
He was badly injured, gagged with a handkerchief, and out cold.

"Martin!" she cried, standing up.

But he couldn't hear her. His face wasn't even a normal skin tone anymore. Just red and blue and black.

"What did you do?!" Kate demanded running towards the hologram in anger and panic, not realizing that was her first mistake.
Zach swung, and grabbed her by her hair.

"Do you want that to happen to you?" He scowled, lowering his face to her level as she groped at his hand, trying to get it off as it pulled little hairs out of their follicles.
Honestly, Kate would rather it happened to her than the ones she loved.

"No? Then I suggest you don't try anything stupid. Or Green Guy will have two bodies to dispose of. Got it?!"

Terror ran through Kate, sending a shiver down her back; she thought she'd faint, but she didn't.

What did he mean, bodies? Was Martin...NO!

She couldn't think that way.

She barely nodded her head okay, and Zach used his grip on her hair to throw her to the ground. He locked the door behind him as he left, leaving Kate to look at the live projection of the man who was as close to her as an uncle. She couldn't help but start to sob for her family, and him, as she couldn't take her eyes off the footage.

Prin: Now that's just plain depressing...

Iris: *rolls eyes at her* Oh, brother...

Prin: Sister! :P Anyway, folks, see the white box? Last time we got two really nice reviews(thanks you two!) and the box was happy. Next time, let's make him GRIN!

Iris: *blushes furiously and hides behind the table* I don't know her...