"The second chapter in Part 2 will be uploaded on BlackDeath1000's page. Just a curse for having two separate computers. Anyway, enjoy!"

"Well, that's the only logical situation..." Wyatt murmured under his breath. Wyatt's thumb was moving speedily as he texted Max. "I wonder where those neurons could be at." He exclaimed frustratingly.

Dante scooted up to place his chin on Wyatt's headrest. "Maybe, they're actually having fun. You know, not getting hunted down by Leaks who disappear for no apparent reason." There was really no anxiousness or excitement in Dante's voice which was as shocking as it was refreshing. Even to him.

"How can YOU of ALL people be so calm?! Maldark could be coming back for all we know, or worse!" Wyatt exploded, looking upwards towards the teen that was really beginning to piss him off.

Dante slouched back on the back seat and crossed his hands behind his head. "And we'll just bard his ass and send him back to the game. Again." Come on guys, you're not seriously telling me that you're worried about all this? Like weird stuff doesn't happen to us like all the time."

Angie had to admit, Dante did have a point. Crap like this shouldn't really startle them like this. Maybe that year off took away their edge? Whatever it was, she wouldn't let it scare her. Nothing would scare her, especially not beings from a virtual reality that took a turn for the worst.

Lyle slammed on the breaks and the inertia hurled all of them forward. Angie bumped her head on Lyle's head rest and was immediately slammed back into her seat. Dante, who started to nod off after making his little speech came awake with a start. "What the hell, man!? I was just starting to have a really epic dream about-" He began to say Angie, but, considering all that happened between them...it would probably be best if he kept his mouth shut. At least until all this crap was sorted through. So, he went with something that everyone except Lyle would believe. "Pickles."

Wyatt was unresponsive and Angie just rolled her eyes. Lyle gave him a suspicious glare from the "inside" rear view mirror. Dante put his index finger to his lips as a sign for Lyle to hold his peace for now.

"Anyway, what was with the sudden stop?" Angie asked angrily as she began to pinch her nose.

Lyle pointed towards their HQ. The door was kicked down and all the windows where busted. Wyatt jumped out the car and ran fro their little hideout. Lyle soon followed. "Guys, stay here." Dante gave a wide eyed look to his friend who only smiled in response. "Asshole" Dante thought to himself.

Angie was completely oblivious to what that snide smirk on Lyle's face was. She turned to Dante and began to ask him. Until she saw an uncharacteristic look in his eyes. Dark and solemn. "Hey, what's with you?" She asked cautiously, not knowing what to expect from this Dante.

Dante didn't know what to say. He could confront her about Wyatt and the little game they where playing. Or, he could just say nothing was wrong and consider another girl for a girlfriend. Maybe Ginger was available. the girl was a little di, but who was he to judge? He was never fully lit himself. Besides, the girl was sweet and honest. Virtues he didn't know Angie possessed or not.

Angie begun to snap her fingers in Dante's face, trying to get his attention. Lyle's smile probably referred to their confrontation at the bar. "Hey, earth to Dante."

Dante finally snapped back into reality as Angie's incorrigible snapping made him come awake.

"What?!" He finally snapped as he moved her hand from his face. Man her skin was soft. Great, now he sounded like a hero from one of those sappy romance novels that Angie liked. Those guys could never-Damn it! He was spacing out again.

"Really, that's all you have to say?" Angie asked with a dull stare in her eyes.

"What exactly where you expecting?"

"Uh, I don't know-an apology" Angie stated with a stern tone in her voice.

"An apology?! You should be apologizing to me for stringing me along like that." Dante exclaimed in mild outrage as he folded his arms across his chest.

What was he talking about? Did he know about the bet she made with Natalie?

"I wasn't stringing you along. I was trying to prove to Natalie that you're weren't vile and disgusting like everyone thought. At least, not anymore."

Natalie? Who said anything about Natalie? Dante thought to himself in frustrating confusion. "Okay, now what are you talking about? I'm on the subject where you and Wyatt never told me that you two where in a relationship but played me like I had any chance with you for shits and giggles. That's what I'm talking about."

Her? Wyatt? Hell no! Didn't this neuron know that Wyatt was into Natalie? Even if he wasn't, there could never be anything between them. He was like a brother to her. A non-hyper competent brother, but a brother nonetheless.

"Okay, Dante. Look, I never meant for this to happen. It's all just a big misunderstanding. I-" She was cut off by a high pitched girlish scream. She could have sworn it was Wyatt, but to her shock, it was Ginger!

"What's she doing here?" Dante asked himself. He would worry about Angie's bullcrap excuses later. Now he had to see where the scream came from. From the sound of it, it was coming from inside the HQ.

He ran inside and was taken aback by what he saw. It was totally trashed. Their computers where thrashed, furniture was turned over, the walking robot had been smashed into pieces. Everything was astronomically destroyed. He ran towards the stairs towards the upper level where the screaming was highest.

There he found her. Scared out of her mind. Wyatt was trying to placate her while Lyle was working through the Booty Box to find something called a "Fear Absorber". Apparently, someone place a fear spell on her and dropped her off here. Why?

Once Ginger begun to calm down a small percent, she allowed Lyle to put the bracelet on her wrist. It would absorb all of her fear and leave her stupidly courageous. She begun to catch her breath.

"Dante, " Wyatt said, "Help her get a hold of herself. Me and Lyle are going to see if we can trace anything that will lead us to some answers."

Dante nodded in approval as Wyatt ran towards Lyle to begin investigating.

Dante eased towards Ginger. Her head was in her hands as she rested her arms on her knees. "What's going on? Where am I?"

"You're in Steve Schmitt's place. He's away on a business trip and left men in charge of the warehouse." Okay, that was a complete lie. Well, maybe not a complete lie. It would do for now, at least. Ginger wasn't anything like Angie. Where Angie would jump at the chance to partake in this life, Ginger could really do without it. He didn't even know if she had the same combat experience as Angie did. What with her Krav Maga and all.

"Oh, well how'd I end up here? Last thing I remember was being...teleported I guess to this place. And then I just woke up with this intense fear and just started screaming when I came to."

Teleported? He'd never heard or saw anything like that happen before. The closest thing to that was when Leaks came to this side of reality. How was she teleported on this side? Finally it came to him: Hideo. That was the only other option. It had to be him!

Ginger stood up groggily, she stumbled when Dante caught her. She held him close. "Hey, I know this may seem a bit stupid of me to ask, but are you okay?" He asked.

"Yeah," She responded. "Just needed something to hold on to."

He could understand that. When he was dragged into all this crap, he felt like running away like the selfish bastard he was. Always mouthing off to his mom; never really appreciating what she did and was still doing for him. He held her in his arms tenderly. Unlike Angie, he didn't feel like the scum on the bottom of a pig's foot when he was around Ginger. He felt like he mattered. Like he didn't have to change himself into someone else to get a passing glance.

Don't get him wrong, there was nothing wrong with coming up. He managed to keep who he was and become more human in the process. He decided to face himself and tear down the walls that he had built within himself. To uncover what was at the root of his resolve to never be understood. Hypocritical huh? He didn't want to be vulnerable, but he wanted to be accepted by someone. I guess C.S. Lewis had it right all along: 'To love at all is to be vulnerable.' He thought to himself. He was always a fan of the Christian writings of ol' Lewis.

Dante inhaled through his nostrils a bit and got a whiff of Ginger's sweet scent. Cotton Candy perfume. She shifted in his grasp. Her perfect body nestled up against his and made him incredibly hot. "Dante.." She moaned against his ear, which didn't help his body cease in tis rebellion against his better mind.

"Uh, yeah?" He answered.

"I'm sorry." She whispered.

He pulled himself away to look directly into her brown eyes. "For what? Ginger, you never did anything to me." He said. Now that was true.

"I know. I never ever said or did anything for or to you. That's why I'm sorry."

"I don't get it."

She tried to look down, but he tilted her chin so that she could meet his gaze. "What's wrong? You know, other than everything." He said, trying to find some humor in all of this.

It succeeded in getting a light chuckle out of the blond."It's just that, ever since we where in the eight grade I always sorta liked you. Like like liked you. But, I never could get myself to admit it. When I saw all the crazy stuff you pulled on a daily basis and saw how everyone treated you, I...I don't know why I didn't reach out and tell you how I really felt about you." She confessed a light blush appearing across her face.

Dante was shocked. He never expected to hear this from Ginger. "Ginger..."

Before he knew what hit him, she closed the space in between their lips and gave him the hottest kiss he'd ever known. One that set every hormone in his body on fire and sent him reeling. The combination of her soft lips, incredible scent and smooth body sent him into overdrive. He couldn't' bring himself to even think about Angie as he kissed her back with a hunger that had never been awakened before now. She darted her tongue into his mouth, begging for a battle that he was more than happy to give to her.

He pulled her closer to him, dying to feel her embrace. Her selfless and honest embrace.

She pulled back to look over his shoulder. "What? What is it?" He looked behind him to see Angie. Her expression was unreadable, but her actions where. She darted towards Wyatt and kissed him. She then glared at Dante and left out of the room.

Needless to say, everyone was speechless.