Happy Hallows Eve and all!

"Where are they?!" Sportsmaster practically roared.

"Cam! Eric! Cameron! You better come out this instant!" Icicle yelled angrily but there was the flash of panic in his eyes. He went to the room that was his and Cameron's. He could help but pause and look. There was room in the house for Cameron to have his own but he didn't want to. Cameron had wanted to share a room with him, and he knew it was because he didn't want to be alone, because of his mother.

The room had some disruption to it, but it was of Cam. He must have been looking for his stuff because on the ground, forgotten, was a sharpener and two color pencils.

'Jade! Artemis!" Huntress yelled throughout the safe house. Her heart had nearly stopped.

It was the evening of the next day, after they left. Outside the sun and sky was a blood red as it fell.

"No more games! Get out here now!" Sportsmaster yelled again, a bit of a panic to him. He went into the room where Artemis and Jade stayed. He found Paula kneeling on the ground. On the floor were bowls of macaroni and coloring supplies, including the drawing of a five year old.

"Another family portrait.' She said softly. On the picture was not only their family but others. Cam, Eric, Joar, Ivo, Brick, Talia. Their misfit family.

Sportsmaster kneeled next to her and squeezed her shoulder. "We'll find them.'

They went back to the living room. Sportsmaster went to the wall and pressed a certain area. It moved to reveal a screen and a keyboard. He began to type furiously.

Huntress was looking around, analyzing. "No signs of struggle or force intrusion. No ice. No . . . blood . . . or any other evidence of physical damage."

"Cam was in our room when whatever happened." Joar said walking in. "He just up and out dropped his stuff. Maybe . . . out of fear?"

'It's the same here and in the girls room." Her eyes narrowed. "As if they just got distracted and dropped everything. They just left.'

"No signs of security being tampered but the cameras and mics went off line. It's like everything just shut down but gave no alarm or notice. How is that possible?!" Sportsmaster growled frustrated.

'Here, let me try." Joar said stepping over.

Sportsmaster looked as if though he were about to refuse but then sighed and stepped away with crossed arms. Joar began to type, opening windows.

Huntress was throwing some powder on the door knob and getting prints. She had it on the ground to. The most recent was a set of foot prints that came in then left with four others. "The children seemed not to have been harmed. They walked out with her." She murmured, mystified.

'Her?" Sportsmaster asked.

She nodded. "Her footprints. And it explains a bit why the children followed, she's a child to."

"Bait." He growled.

'That's sick. Using children to kidnap other children." Icicle sneered.

Paula nodded with a frown as well.

'But why would they go!?"

"We've told them hundreds of times, 'No talking or letting in strangers', 'no taking stuff from them', 'no going anywhere with them'. We taught them at least an arm bar for crying out loud!" Lawrence cried waving his arms.

"They are children, dearest. They are curious.' Huntress said soothingly.

"That can't always be an excuse. They have to grow up eventually." Icicle said.

"They're not like us."

"Well they sure as hell aren't going to be the victims!" Sportsmaster growled.

Huntress was beginning to get frustrated and snapped her mouth shut with a glare.

They were silent. The wind moved the tree's arms as the sun fell more.

They didn't notice Joar's shoulders tense till he spoke. "No.' he murmured to himself as he squinted at the screen. "I've seen this tech."

"What?" Lawrence turned back to him.

He was quiet for a moment as he typed. He stared at the screen in frozen horror. "No. No! No! NO!"

"What!?" Sportsmaster immediately went for his mace as he glanced around.

"What is it?!" Huntress quickly went to them, knife in hand.

'It's him! Jervis! Hatter! This is his tech. An EMP of sorts disabled the alarms and stuff. It did it slowly as if whatever it was, was walking in then left slowly when it left. With the kids."

"No, please, no.' Huntress stifled a sob. 'Not him."

Sportsmaster was frozen with anger and fear. The Mad Hatter, a known mad man who had his head on hardly tighter than the Joker and known pedophile, fanatic, and one with hunger for revenge, had his daughters. His beautiful baby girls. His Jade. His . . . "Artemis." He whispered.

They froze with realization of the adorable blond child.

"Ugh, why them!" he screamed.

"Because he knew!" Joar yelled. "He knew the only way to get his payback was to hit us where it hurt. Where we were most vulnerable!"

"Two birds with one stone.' Huntress sighed. 'He gets his revenge and . . . prizes." She choked again but she was gripping her knife lethally.

'We need to go. Now." Sportsmaster growled.

"But." Joar said and met his eyes steadily.

Sportsmaster realized what he meant and nodded. He took out his phone and went to the computer. 'Ivo? It's important, real important. I need you to activate the tracker that Jade and Artemis have in their necklace and earrings. I don't know, they're kidnapped damit! Yeah, yes, no just track them and send it to the CPU in Detroit number 509337, it'll take too long for you to get here. Yeah just in case come over. K thanks. Code J47A84D03E. Code A47R92T06E92M65I05S Do Cameron and Eric to." He handed the phone to Joar.

He got on and said the code for Cameron then Eric. Meanwhile Huntress was running the computer loading the map and scanner for the program. "Won't they be shut down by the EMP?"

"No.' Sportsmaster told her. "Ivo gave them special properties so it couldn't be."

Within minutes they had it and fell into the shadows of the night. They only prayed it wouldn't be too late.