Well, I'm reposting last chapters after a quick revise. thanks for all you who were reading this and specially to TF for betareading this for me, even after the long delay on this chapter. It don't matter, I wasn't up to writte 'till now too. I just own Felicia and Prime, everything else is owned by Disney.


Lewis looked around nervously, finally able to see his surroundings clearly. He was in a large room, which was illuminated by a blood-red light, but he couldn't see any walls at all. They just ... weren't there. In the center of the room was a big, black chair, it's back turned to him. He carefully approached the mirror nearby and touched it, but he couldn't pass though it to the real room he was seeing. What in the world ...? A strange voice suddenly spoke.

"So ... it seems you're awake."

Lewis sensed it was coming from the black chair, and stiffened. The chair spun around to face him abruptly, revealing a man seated casually on it. He had spiky, firey-red hair and blood-red eyes, dressed completely in a gothic-style, black tunic. "You caught one more?" the man asked, and Lewis got the feeling he wasn't talking to him, making a cold chill run down his spine.

Crimson appeared out of the shadows behind the mirror. "Yes, sir."

"What game is he from?"

"I asked, but he just tried to tell me he's from the real world."

"From the real world? And you believed him?!"

"No, sir. That's why I took him here."

The man stared hard at Lewis, then suddenly stood up. He made a gesture with one pale hand, and Crimson silently groaned before approaching the mirror, grabbing Lewis by the arm as he pulled him out of it. The man approached them, and Lewis stepped back slightly, frightened. The man suddenly reached out and grabbed Lewis' shirt collar, lifting him off the ground and glaring into his eyes. Lewis choked slightly, staring back in terror, when he dropped the child-genius on the ground and turned, walking away. "Hey! Where are you going?" Crimson asked in surprise.

"Just keep an eye on him."

As the man vanished into the shadows, Crimson stepped closer to Lewis, who stood up and rubbed his neck gingerly. "So, it seems you're more important then I first thought," Crimson hissed. "High protection ... causing a commotion with Jhon ... lying ... what are you, boy?"

"Why not ask to your master?" Lewis asked sarcastically, tryng to keep himsef calm.

The red-head laughed harshly. "My master? Is that what you think, that he's my master? Yeah, that''s what he thinks too. But I'M in control of the whole situation! I command everyone and everything. Him, that traitor, Felicia, and now YOU!"

Crimson approached him in a threatening stance, when the cloaked man, apparently Jhon, returned with a syringe filled with a glowing, blue liquid. Lewis' purple eyes widened, and he turned to run, but he still felt dizzy and only took a step before. Jhon grabbed him by the arm. The man plunged the needle into Lewis' arm, injecting him, and Lewis screamed in pain, his body feeling like it was on fire. Crimson turned to Jhon angrily. "What are you doing?!" he demanded angrily.

Lewis fell to his knees, feeling weak, stunned, and trying to breath, but found no air. He was just starting to panic when it suddenly stopped. Everything. The pain, the no oxygen, the dizziness ... everything. He glanced at the mirror to his side and saw that his eyes were once again blue, instead of purple, and the red highlights in his hair had also disappeared. What was going on? "Now, get out of here!" Jhon exclaimed, pointing to one side where Lewis suddenly saw a door.

The boy stood up, surprised upon feeling better. "What?" he asked in confusion.

"Just get OUT!" Jhon yelled again, his eyes flashing angrily.

Frightened by the loud and fierce tone in the man's voice, Lewis spun around and ran out the open door, exiting the place and leaving the two alone. Crimson looked stunned. "But, sir–!" he started to protest, before Jhon cut him off.

"And you! Where is Felicia?"

The red-head crossed his arms. "I sent her to capture a Cy-Bug that escaped Hero's Duty. It was usually large and had red markings, unlike the normal green ones. Because of all that, and since it escaped by itself, I think it could prove useful."

Jhon sighed. "At least that's one thing you did right ..."

Crimson held up a finger. "But, about the boy–"

The man waved a hand. "Forget him!"

Crimson scowled, stepping closer to the black-cloaked being. "But he has very useful friends! Family. Whatever they are, but they're extremely powerful, highly dangerous, and–"

Jhon glared at him. "I said to forget him! He will not tell anyone about us."

The teenager huffed, blowing a strand of hair out of his face. "And how can you be so sure about that, let alone right?" he asked sarcastically.

Jhon shrugged. "I saw in him the same thing I saw in Felicia."

Crimson raised an eyebrow. "But why'd you give him the antidote?"

"You don't need to know," the man stated, walking away and vanishing into the shadows.

Crimson stared after him, then let a slow, evil smirk spread over his pale features. "Oh, you're wrong. I do need to know ... and I will find out."


Felix slowly woke up, opening his bright blue eyes. He remembered that the Cy-Bug had dropped him to the ground, something had hit his head, and then nothing. Around him was shadowy darkness, but as his eyes adjusted in the dim lighting, he spotted the Cy-Bug lying at his side, eyes blank and completely still. Was it dead? He tried move, but realized he was tied to a chair, and in no position to go anywhere. The insect certainly wasn't able to do that ... who had, then? Why would anyone want him?

"So, you're awake, I suppose?" a voice suddenly asked, and Felix whipped his head around, trying to figure out where it was coming from.

Even though himself and the Cy-Bug were the only ones in the dark room, the voice seemed to be very near, so there had to a third person somewhere. Right?
The Cy-Bug's eyes abruptly flickered on as it stood up, stepping closer to Felix. The handyman shrunk back in fear and confusion, and the Cy-Bug rolled it's eyes."I thought you Good Guys would be harder to capture," it said sarcastically.

That caught Felix's attention.

This could just be a nightmare. Of course it had to be, Cy-Bugs couldn't speak! They weren't even intelligent! At least, that was what Calhoun had told him, and of course he'd believe her. She knew much more about Hero's Duty then he ever would – for obvious reasons. The Cy-Bug bared it's teeth threateningly. "I will be direct with you. Where is your hammer?"

Felix frowned. "Why should I tell you?" he asked.

"Because if you don't, then he'll have no problem killing you."

Felix spun around as a third person indeed made itself know, and blue eyes met a pair of glowing, yellow ones. He recognized them instantly, and gasped."Turbo?!"

The racer stepped into his limited field of vision, hands in pockets and a smirk on his face. "Glad to see me, huh Felix? I came back pretty darn fast this time!"

Felix stared at Turbo, then the Cy-Bug, then Turbo, then the Cy-Bug, then Turbo again. "... You two are working together?" he finally asked in shock.

Turbo shrugged. "Yeah, but why we are isn't any of your bussiness. And speaking about business, Prime – the Cy-Bug there – and I need a job from you. But it sadly seems you lost your hammer during the kidnapping."

His eyes narrowed. "... Where it is?"

Felix blinked. "I-I lost it. How I'm supposed to know where after that point?"

"Oh, but I'm sure you dropped it on purpose, didn't you?" Turbo replied, smiling.

Felix fell silent, shifting nervously and looking back and forth between Turbo and Prime again. Prime gave a scarily-calm, creepy smile, although it was a bit hard to tell what with him being a machine. "If you won't tell us where it is, then we will kill you."

"I wouldn't be of much use to you dead," Felix replied, trying to keep himself calm, but inside he was completely and utterly scared to death.

"Yeah, you're useful all right!" Turbo retorted with a cruel laugh. "Unless, of course, your friends don't happen to be a stupid glitch, a wrecking guy, and some nosy boy in a lightning shirt."

Lightning shirt? Turbo was defiantly talking about Wilbur. But how did he know about him? "You forgot a crazy sergeant," Prime reminded the racer.

Felix paled. Of course it shouldn't be that hard to resist them and refuse to help, but he was against an insane ex-friend and an intelligent, destruction machine that could eat him any second ... "If you don't want anything bad to happen to your girlfriend–" Prime laughed at the last word. "–And the rest of your little friends, then you'd better help us. Right. Now."

The handyman gulped.


Felicia finally stopped running. Hands on her knees, she tried to catch her breath for a few moments before beginning to walk again. After all, she had a mission to do for Crimson, and she really felt she needed to accomplish it. He had saved her life, protected her, given her a home – she owed him for each of those actions. Even if she didn't know exactly what she was searching for, or why it was needed ...

Suddenly, she felt something hard slam into her head and she fell to the ground with a crash. She felt pain, crying out from it, but strangely, it wasn't coming from her head, where she was hit, rather it felt like it was coming from the inside, like her code was being burnt to ashes and crumbling away. The pain was overwhelming, almost making her want to scream. But quickly as it appeared, it vanished, and Felicia gingerly sat up before looking around, still dizzy from her experience, but feeling better.

... Where was she? She was sure she had never seen this game before, maybe it was a new one, but how had she reached here from her game within seconds? She was in a forest, towering, candy-cane striped trees all around her, and everything was made out of candy, light colors, sparkles, and girly icons like stars and hearts and smily-faces. It seemed like a nice game to be in – if she wasn't alone in a foreign place, and without knowing where or how she'd gotten there in the first place.

A soft, golden glow suddenly caught her eye, and she looked down. On the ground at her side was laying a small, glimmering, golden hammer. Felicia blinked before carefully picking it, and looked around in alarm. She knew what the hammer was. She knew where it came from. And she knew who had it. Or ... was supposed to have it.

"... Felix?" she called out, worry obvious in her tone.

There was no answer, and her worry increased. Felix never went anywhere without his golden hammer, nor did he ever leave it anywhere. It was far too much of an important item in his game to be careless with. Then why was the hammer here ... but not the handyman that went with it? "Felix!" she called again, this time a bit louder, but still received no reply.

Biting her lip, heart racing, she looked around and slid the hammer into her belt, taking deep breaths to try and calm down. Felix was gone ... Felix ... gone ... her Felix ... gone ... suddenly, she heard footsteps, and turned her head in the direction of the sound. The girl waited nervously until she saw two people emerge out of the trees, running towards her, and cocked her head curiously.

One person was a woman, with blonde hair and blue eyes, dressed in black and red armor and carrying a large machine gun. Felicia considered running away at the realization the lady was armed, but thought better of it and stayed where she was. The other person was a teenaged boy, with black hair and brown eyes. Felicia guessed he was about her age, but taller then her.


Hearing the call, the two instantly ran towards where it was coming from. It was defiantly Felicia's voice, but why she was calling Felix? Wasn't she supposed to have taken Lewis? Why was the girl even here? Emerging from the trees and recognizing the speaker as, indeed, the Felicia they were searching for, Wilbur was the first to reach her, screeching to a stop as he scowled at her. "So, too tired to run?" he asked sarcastically.

The girl stared at him before slowly blinking. "... I'm sorry, but do I know you?" she asked, which just made Wilbur angrier.

"Don't play with me, girl!" he exclaimed. "Where is Lewis?!"

Another slow blink. "Who's Lewis?"

The teenager growled. "You think I'm stupid enough to fall for your tricks? Just tell me, and nothing bad will happen to you!"

Felicia's answer was to yank out a yellow hammer from her belt and swing it at Wilbur's face, causing him to yell as he leaped back, the tool narrowly missing him. This gave her enough space to leap to her feet and sprint into the trees, away from him and Calhoun.

But this time, Wilbur was not going to let her escape so easy. He wasn't going to lose a battle to a girl, principally to one shorter than him and the person who was supposed to have kidnapped his future father. He leaped forward and grabbed her by the arm, spinning her around to face him in a position where he could grab her other arm too, which he did, keeping her imobilized enough to not run away again.

Then they both froze as they looked into each other's eyes, until Felicia noticed how close they were and quickly looked away, cheeks glowing red and a faint smile forming on her face. That was when Wilbur noticed ... she had blue eyes. Bright blue eyes. The Felicia who kidnapped Lewis had violet ones, and also had crimson-red high-lights in her hair. This Felicia ... didn't.

" ... Who are you?" they both asked at the exact same time.

Felicia blushed still harder when she noticed that, and Wilbur thought better of what he was doing to quickly release her, wiping his hands on his dark shirt as he stepped back. Calhoun stepped forward, reaching out and grabbing the hammer from Felicia's grasp, causing the girl to spin around. "Hey, give me that back!" she exclaimed frantically, jumping up to try and grab the tool.

Calhoun just held it out of reach. "It's not yours, so why should I?" she asked idly, examining the golden object.

This was certainly Felix's magic hammer ... how had this girl gotten it in such a short time? And why had she been calling for Felix?

The girl scowled, jumping up again to try and grab it. "It's my brother's hammer, and I need to give it back to him!" she exclaimed.

Wilbur's and Calhoun's eyes widened. "... Your BROTHER?!"

"You're lying!" Wilbur yelled back angrily, brown eyes flashing. "Felix doesn't have a sister, else he would've told us! Ralph, too!"

Felicia frowned, stepping back nervously as she bit her lip, confused. Why did they think she was lying? Why were they so angry with her? She tried to think so up something that would convince the two when she suddenly saw her salvation, and squealed, running forward. "RALPHIE!"

Ralph, who had also been running to catch up to Calhoun and Wilbur, screeched to a stop in surprise when the girl sprinted over and jumped up to hug him tightly, then grinned, carefully hugging her back. "Licy!" he exclaimed. "Oh sweet mod, it's been YEARS! How'd you get in here?" the Bad Guy asked, holding out his hands so Felicia could perch on them.

She looked down. "I ... I don't know, Ralphie! I woke up here, and they're scaring me! You know them? Where I am?! Where's Felix?!"

"Hey, calm down, Tinnie!" Ralph laughed, for a instant forgetting why he was there.

Wilbur made sure that didn't last long. "You know her?" he asked.

Ralph nodded. "Yup! She's Felix's younger sister, Fix-It Felicia – the Good Guy of her spin-off game to Felix's. We all thought she died when her game was unplugged years back and no one could find her. I, Felix, and Turbo searched for days in every single game in this Arcade, but there was no sign that she could've escaped the game before it was unpplugged, principally considering she got sick a few days before it happened, the main reason she was unplugged. The kids noticed her acting oddly during game hours. Felix was heart-broken ..."

He looked back at the girl. "What do you remember, Licy?"

"WAIT JUST A SECOND!" Calhoun interrupted him. "I, Felix, and Turbo?! You mean he wasn't the king/racer/Cy-Bug glitching thing that attacked us?! Why was he with you two?!"

"It was years ago, Calhoun, before the Road-Blasters incident," Ralph explained. "Turbo was a real Good Guy back then, but a few years after Felicia disappeared, he began to act ... strange. More vain, more hot-headed, more proud, more ... angry."

"And then he went Turbo," she concluded, frowning.

Ralph nodded, and Felicia sighed sadly, looking up. "I don't remember my game being unplugged ... but I remember everything up to when I got sick," she answered.

"Did you see or hear anything off, or did anything weird happened before you got sick?" Wilbur asked. "Maybe something made your game unplugged on purpose."

She shook her head. "Sorry, no. Just a boy I met a few hours before I got the first symptoms of being ill."

"Boy?" Calhoun asked, turning to face her.

Felicia nodded. "Yeah. Hair the color of fire, blood-red eyes, really pale skin, black clothi–"

"He bumped you," Calhoun finished, eyes narrowing. "That's how you met him. He bumped into you."

Felicia blinked. "Wait, how'd you know that?!"

Calhoun barely paid the question any mind, her own thoughts racing. The same boy who apparently knocked into Felicia, who had become ill just hours afterward, had ALSO knocked into Lewis at the Central, a few minutes before the boy fainted from a sudden illness as well. Could these events be connected? "... I think I saw a boy like that in Turbo Time once," he mused.

The Sergeant whipped around. "When?"

Ralph's dark brown eyes blinked. "Um ... I think it was the last day Turbo was normal, before he turned on us," he admitted. "Why are you asking?"

"We met the same boy at Game Central Station yesterday, and afterward, Lewis suddenly got violently sick, and when I left him alone, he vanished."

Wilbur tapped his chin. "So, everytime this weird boy appears ... something bad happens to the last person who saw him?"

"Felicia got sick and began to lose her memory, Turbo get sick and began to act strange, and your father got sick and disappeared, now that you mention it, I think he DOES have something to do with it all," Ralph nodded slowly.

"What about the red high-lights and the violet eyes Felicia had before?" Wilbur asked. "Obviously, this Felicia and that Felicia are the same person, but different sides, like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde."

Ralph frowned. "Turbo's hair also got the same high-lights shortly after the boy was at his game ... but his eyes turned yellow, not purple."

The futuristic teenager looked thoughtful. "So this boy is some kind of virus, and he's kidnapped Lewis ..."

"And where's my brother?" Felicia asked worriedly.

Ralph face-palmed. "Oh, mod! I was so surprised when I saw you that I almost forgot why I was here!"

He lowered his hand. "Felix was kidnapped by the Cy-Bug we were hunting."

"AND YOU LET IT HAPPEN?!" Calhoun screamed angrily, blue eyes flashing.

Ralph winced. "I was distracted when Turbo appeared ..."

Calhoun scowled. "What are you babbling about, soldier, he died in that volcano two days ago!"

The Bad Guy crossed his huge arms. "Well, it seems that somehow he regenerated – back into his normal, racer form, but not into his normal self. I ran after him when I saw the guy, but he vanished, and when I turned back, Felix had been kidnapped. I tried to follow them but got trapped in the canyon, and the only thing I could think of to do was find you and get you to help."

"Where'd they go, Wreck-It?"

"Last time I saw them, they were heading towards the Snowy Mountains."

"So we're going on a rescue mission!" Felicia exclaimed gleefully, jumping back down to the ground.

"Wait, Licy, maybe it'd be better if you wait here and stay away from trouble ..." Ralph warned her.

Felicia waved one gloved hand dismissively. "Felix is my brother, I'll save him, too. Plus, I'm a Fix-It! I'm the one with the golden hammer if something comes up that needs fixin'! Second plus, I'm not a helpless little girl, I'm thirteen years old, and I can take care of myself better than you think."

Ralph couldn't help but laugh at his little friend's attitude, but smiled. "Oh, all right. Tinnie, you can come along – if it's right with the Sarge."

"... If she really is anything like Felix, then nothing we say or do will stop her from trying to save him, so c'mon, there's no time to lose. Plus, if I had to tell someone to stay behind to prevent them from getting into trouble, it'd be Robinson."

"Hey!"


After a while of walking through Sugar Rush towards the Snowy Mountains, Felicia chose to break the silence, approaching Calhoun and putting on her best, innocent-looking smile. "Can I ask you something? Again?"

Calhoun looked down with a frown. "You and Wreck-It seem like good friends, why not ask him?"

Felicia shrugged. "I just think ... okay, you, the boy with the pointy-hair, and me kinda started off on the wrong foot, but every time I approach him ... first, he still doesn't seem to trust me yet, and second, something gets me ... nervous."

"I don't trust you too, you know," Calhoun stated bluntly.

Felicia shrugged. "I know. I just feel that I can trust you. Do ... do you think I can? Trust you even if you don't trust me?"

"... I think so, Fix-It."

"You can call me Licy, everyone does – or, at least, Felix and Ralph, but please, don't call me by my last name again!"

"Why?"

"I don't know ... I just really prefer Licy. Besides, I feel like I'm stealing my brother's title."

Calhoun couldn't help but smile faintly, shaking her blonde hair. This girl ... so much like her brother ... not only polite, kind, and warm-hearted, but very innocent, sweet, and shy. "Okay, Licy, if you really want it like that ..."

What more was there to say, maybe they could establish a good friendship after this ... "So, what's this game?" Felicia asked, looking around.

"Sugar Rush Speedway."

"A candy-themed racing game, I suppose. Do you live here?"

"No, I'm from Hero's Duty."

"I don't know that one, too. New game?"

"Got plugged in a little more than a week ago."

"... I'm feeling so ... lost. Years passed, and I lost all of them ..." the girl murmured, then sighed. "But now, it's a new time to a new life, and I'm trying to make new friends. So, will you tell me your name, or will I need to ask Ralph for that?"

"You're so curious," Calhoun commented with a roll of her blue eyes. "But I think I should introduce myself without the help of a human wrecking-ball. Sergeant Tamora J. Calhoun."

"Can I call you Tamora? And how do you know my brother?"

"If you really want to, girl ... and we met because two days ago, Wreck-It invaded Hero's Duty and Felix went there to search for him, but Wreck-It accentually brought a Cy-Bug into Sugar Rush, so we came to hunt it down."

"Sounds like a great adventure!" Felicia giggled. "And in just two days, you grew so close?"

"How do you know we're close?!"

"Well, you call Felix by his first name, but you call Ralph by his last name. It's obvious. So, how close? Are you his girlfriend?"

Calhoun just rolled her eyes and ignored the girl, not wanting to talk about her and Felix's relationship at the moment. Felicia noticed and flinched. "Sorry ... I know, we're in a dangerous situation, and maybe you don't want to talk about it ... so, how about the boy?"

"Robinson? He fell in here from the real world, and his friend fell into Hero's Duty. Now we have a intelligent Cy-Bug who got past my soldiers and kidnapped your brother, it seems that Turbo has come back, Lewis disappeared, and the boys used to have two time machines, but one is broken and the other was stolen."

"Can ask what a Cy-Bug is?"

"An insectoid destruction machine. A normal Cy-Bug would have already destroyed this game, since it was yesterday when we lost him, but this one is smart enought to be busy planning something that would most likely affect all the games."

Felicia nodded, mouth straightening into a thin line."And since we're all outside our games, we need to pay double as much attention to everything. Good for us that this place seems safe enough to let us just worry about that monster."

She smiled, blue eyes glinting in determination as she raised a clenched fist into the air. "Now c'mon! Let's save my brother!"