Jake cracked one of his eyes open and noticed Alex looming over him again, like back in the alleyway. It was still a bit dark, but he could see light coming from the distance. He didn't know exactly where it was coming from, but presumed it was the sun.

"What time is it?" I asked, groggily, when I realized I had a watch. It was nearly four in morning. Alex walked away and woke the other two.

"There is a lake a few miles from here," Alex announced. "We'll go there and get freshened up, but we shall not spend more than an hour there. The sun will be up in the sky soon, and we need to get a move on before—"

"Wait," Jake interrupted as usual "you said we're gonna be walking the rest of the way."

"I have taken care of that," was all Alex said.

They set off to the lake, and Samantha looked around. "Where's Danny?"

Mark twitched.

"He went deeper into the forest to get breakfast," Alex replied calmly. "He'll be back soon."

"Why, is there like an I-HOP in there?" Jake looked straight ahead, trudging through the rough dirt. When Alex ignored him, he continued to speak, "Why can't you take us there using your powers?"

"There might be people watching."

"Did Danny use his?"

"Yes, but—"

"Then use yours. We'll be there quicker—" Before he could finish, he was swept off his feet and thrown to a tree with amazing force, so that the tree split in half. Jake didn't even have to time to scream, but groaned and slid down the rough, hard plant, the rugged bark cutting into his skin.

Samantha froze, but Mark ran over to Jake and helped him up. Alex simply looked the sky, which was getting a bit brighter and called to them, "We better get a move on. The sun's rising higher.." She began to walk forward.

"Look what you've done to him!" Mark gasped as he saw the cuts and gashes on Jake's back. When he looked at his face, Mark thought he saw tears in the wounded boy's eyes, but Jake pulled away and continued to follow Alex to the lake.

Once they reached there, they saw Danny by the lake—which wasn't that big and was strangely still—and he had made a fire somehow, roasting some kind of meat over it. Jake didn't bother to question him. He probably went hunting in the time they were walking to the lake. After they had washed their hands and faces and eaten breakfast, Danny told them to follow them around a large boulder that had appeared out of nowhere. Mark had seen it from across the lake, but it didn't seem that big. Behind the rock were three horses. One was black with shining gold eyes, the second one was a brownish-tan color with a white spot on its neck, and the third one was a bright white.

"I'm afraid we're going to have to share," Danny said, but he added, "I get a horse to myself." He mounted the black one so swiftly the horse didn't flinch.

"Why do you get one all to yourself?"

"Because I'm going to be leading."

"So?"

Danny ignored him, and kicked the horse. It immediately ran forward, and galloped around the lake. He came back; his posture was straighter than it was before.

"Test run," he said smiling.

"Well, what are you all waiting for? Alex and Samantha will take the white one, and the boys will have the last horse. No questions, we need to start moving as soon as we can." They took their places on the horses. "We will stay in the forest and use the trees as a cover. I will be flying a bit now and then to check the safety of the path." He paused as he saw Jake get on behind Mark. His head then jerked toward Alex's who seemed to be calmer than ever, pretending nothing was wrong.

"Alex!" he shouted angrily, getting off the horse and walking over to Alex's. "What the hell is your problem?"

"What are you talking about?" she said pretending to be oblivious, when Danny pointed to Jake's horribly wounded back. "Oh…"

"Yea, oh," Danny imitated, and his expression changed. He still looked a bit angry, but it looked grave as is he was about to commit a murder. "You're always making me do this." He motioned her to follow her.

At this point, Alexandra looked like she was about to cry. Her lips were quivering and her skin was a bluish red. She quietly dismounted her horse and followed Danny, who had used his power of super-speed to find a deserted area so they were away from the view of the mortals, but could still see their confused looks.

Samantha sighed as she stroked the white horse's mane. "We could just escape right away."

"Only to have them catch us again," Jake muttered. "I've never seen anyone with such an anger problem…" Then he looked up. "She could lose her powers right? She's taking advantage of them."

"Not really," Mark replied. "One would be taking advantage of their powers if they use it for the smallest things. Like picking up a pencil and setting it down two inches away and if they do that everyday for weeks or months. That would be stupid, and they could lose it then."

"Is there any other way?"

"I don't know…" Mark looked into the distance and tried to see what was going on with Alex and Danny, but he couldn't see them.

Minutes passed and still no sign of them. Mark thought of continuing forward without them, but decided not to risk them getting brutally injured by the two superheroes, especially the one with anger problems. But a rumble of earth vibrated under them, and the two supernatural teens returned. Alexandra's face looked soft, but hurt. The mortals decided not to question what happened, but couldn't help but to stare at Danny.

Alex walked up to Jake, and he flinched. Gently, she touched the center of his back. The result was incredible and nothing like Mark or Samantha had ever seen. Mark had to twist around and lean back to see the transformation. The cuts and bruises slowly faded away as if it was sucked away by the air surrounding them. Even the shirt was left clean and new. It was like nothing bad did ever happen to him. She touched his cheek and the bruises and wounds there disappeared as well.

Mark smiled, as Jake shakily touched his cheek, feeling no cuts or dried blood. Jake looked back and smiled at Alex, "Thanks."

Alexandra furrowed her brows and looked at him, as if he had just cost Alex her life.