Oh, why hello ladies and gents! *in an awesome H.G. accent* As promised, here's another chapter for ya. It's quite short because I wanted to follow-through on my promise and because I want to leave the rest for the finally chapter/chapters (not sure if I should make it into two or one at the moment :P)

firstdragonrider- Here's your update! I hear you about Claudia fics, they rock! I'm glad they used her more in the second season because she's such a fun and interesting character :)

zombienath- If you like twists, just wait for the next chapter... MWHAHAHA. and i'm sorry for calling you a pedobear, will this little chapter make up for it? *puppy dog eyes*

scrawn- ohwhythankyou. Myka better come back in the real season or those writers are going to have to deal with my angry letter writing and stalking fury!

Kjay99- I love bringing things from past episodes of the show because I feel it makes my story feel a little more relevant to the actual show. We shall see how the gang figures it all out!

So here's this small chapter. We all know I don't own Warehouse 13 and all that jazz... unless I plan a heist soon and steal it away. (all for me! mwhahahaahaha) Hey! Don't roll your eyes! It could happen! *mutters curses to self* ENJOY!

OH! ALSO! write a little review if you spot the obvious Harry Potter reference. I'll give you some bragging rights for being a true nerd. B)


Chapter 7: Snag and Bag

"Where is the most powerful stuff?" Mac asked as she took in the wonder around her. A feeling of bliss came over the two intruders as they realized anything and more than they had ever dreamed of was probably only a few aisles away. Claudia, a total contrast to her captors, just stared down to her ripped-up vans as she trudged along. Todd and Mac mistakenly blamed her strange focus on fear, but Claudia was smarter than they were giving her credit for. A light trail of purple goo followed the trio, each track in resembling a foot-shaped waffle.

"The dark vault." Claudia finally mumbled shakily.

"We'll go there then." Mac instructed. Claudia only solemnly nodded in return before leading the party around a few aisles. Claudia felt violated being forced to give up her home so easily. There were so many things here Pete, Myka, Artie, and even she had risked her life to snag, bag, and tag. All these magical and fantastic artifacts were now at the disposal of two ruthless and power-hungry teenagers.


"Pete! Pete! C'mon wake up!" Myka called to her partner as she shook him by the shoulders. When Pete didn't respond to her attempts of shaking him, she placed her slender hands on his chest in preparation for CPR. After compressing his chest a few times, Myka leaned down to breath into him. Pete couldn't stifle his giggle as she did so, his eyes finally opening as she slapped him harshly across the face.

"Ouch! What was that for?" Pete exclaimed as he rubbed his face and sat up.

"For not growing up, you man-child." Myka replied, a half-grin crossing her face. "C'mon, we have a young genius to rescue." With these words they both stood and looked down to Artie who was still out cold.

"I'll take care of him. You two better hurry." Leena said, her glassy eyes not breaking focus from the man. Both Pete and Myka knew better than to argue the woman and ran out of the office in a blur.


"This is wicked awesome!" Todd cried out as he glimpsed inside the vault that Claudia had just finished expertly hacking into. Him and Mac pushed in front of the redhead and began to explore, their faces resembling those of children in a candy shop.

"Hey! Watch the circles, trust me." Claudia warned as she noticed Todd approaching the typewriter that had once held Pete captive. She questioned why she had shown concern for the pair, however. Perhaps she just couldn't bear to watch the life being sucked from anyone, even the people who had pushed, threatened, bruised, and scared the crap out of her.


"Myka, check this out." Pete said as he crouched down to examine a purple track.

"Claudia." The agents said simultaneously, a sense of pride in their techie protégé radiating.

"The trail goes this way." Myka shouted as she ran through the aisles with Pete soon on her heels. The tracks led them to the dark vault, it's door sealed tightly like the lips of someone keeping a hideous secret.

"You wouldn't happen to know how to hack the grid, would you Pete?" Myka panted as she examined the keypad demanding a complex access code. Pete struck the wall angrily with his fist, as he too saw no obvious way to get in.

"Do that cool high-kick thing." Pete finally suggested after a long moment of panicked thinking. Myka nodded before backing up and taking a fighting stance. The panel immediately blew up as her foot made contact, sparks flying in every direction. Then, just as they both hoped, the door slid open slowly.


"Damn it!" Mac screamed as she saw Pete and Myka menacingly enter with guns drawn in a small foggy cloud originating from what was left of the destroyed panel. Todd grabbed Claudia and pushed her into the circle surrounding Sylvia Plath's life-sucking typewriter. It all happened so quickly that the girl had no time to catch herself and wound up in direct eye contact with the machine, giving her no way to escape it lure.

The effect of the artifact felt something like what Claudia would think a dementor's kiss would feel like. Every happiness and ambition was pulled from the clutches of her mind to sink into oblivion. What filled the space that was now void of any happiness were her worst memories. Memories that she had almost been able to convince herself were only nightmares, but were too vividly painful to not acknowledge their truth.

Myka felt as thought she too had been thrust into the grip of the typewriter as she saw the color leave Claudia's face. The twinkle of mischievous happiness that usually danced in her friendly brown eyes disappeared completely, leaving her with a disturbingly blank expression.

"Put down your weapons, or she dies." Todd threatened as he put the Tesla dangerously close to the lifeless girl's graying face. Claudia didn't seem to notice the electro-gun at all as she stared her every hope away. Pete gave Myka a pained glanced that was returned with a defeat expression before they set their guns on the floor. There was nothing but silence as the two pairs glared each other down, a showdown that needed no words. Neither wanted to make any real move from here.

"Now, your turn to drop the gun." A voice from the shadow of the now open back door commanded. Todd whipped his head around to see Artie holding a scary and massive device that was pointed directly at him. Todd seemed to cower a little at the sight of the strange artifact. The possibilities of what it might be able to do to him were endlessly terrifying.


OH MY MS. FREDRICK! (OMMF?) WHAT SHALL HAPPEN IN THE NEXT AND POSSIBLY FINAL CHAPTER OF THIS EXCITING AND EPIC TALE? TUNE IN SOMETIME IN THE NEAR FUTURE TO FIND OUT!