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The gang drove down the highway, still tense about what had happened last night. Fangs was still shook up about it, unable to even start a fan-fic due to paranoia; Biff kept checking the rearview mirror to make sure no suspicious characters were following them; Kim was using Fangs' computer to look up any liquids that would match the serum in the syringe, not wanting to wait on the scientist for results; and Puggsy was trying to help Fangs calm down.

"Would you calm down, before I murdify ya?" he snapped when Fangs grabbed him out of shock when a motorcycle sped by.

…okay, so it wasn't exactly THAT helpful.

"I-I can't help it, Pugs! I can't shake the feeling that someone's out to g-get me…" Fangs whimpered, cringing.

"I'll be getting after ya if you yelp every time a car passes us. Get some rest, that'll help your paranoia," Puggsy retorted, leaning back to get some sleep of his own. Fangs grumbled something under his breath but obeyed, closing his eyes tight. About time. Puggsy thought, drifting to sleep.

That's when he had a peculiar dream of his own.

He was swimming in a lake, the water freezing and making his body go numb, yet for some reason he kept swimming downward. At first he didn't know why… Did he drop something? Was he looking for some sort of passage? Had he lost his mind? Looking downward, he saw his reason.

Someone was sinking!

"Whoa!" he yelped, his voice gurgling under water. He started swimming as fast as he could, though the closer he tried to get, the farther away the person seemed to go. I hate dreams like this, he thought, struggling against the icy chill of the lake, reaching his hand out trying to grab the drowning stranger.

He was close now, managing to grab their arm, their face turning toward his-

*Thud!*

"Oof!" Puggsy sat up, seeing that he had fallen out of his seat and onto the floor of the Wolf Buggy. Looking over, he saw that Fangs had fallen too. "What the heck was THAT all about?"

"Sorry," Biff said hastily. "Some maniac in a dark blue truck swerved out in front of me and I had to slam on the brakes. Are you guys okay?"

"We're still alive, so yes."

"What a maniac," Kim sneered, looking in her side-mirror at the receding pickup. "He ought to watch where he's going!"

"No kidding," Fangs scoffed.

Unbeknownst to the teenagers, the truck had made a U-turn, driving toward them once again.

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Toni flipped through the notebook, her eyes widening. "I can't believe it…" she whispered, looking at a page that showed a picture of Fangs in a tuxedo, standing with a woman in a bridal gown.

Luca was looking over her shoulder, arching an eyebrow at a picture of Biff, and a woman who appeared to be Kim… only wearing a different outfit. "W-W-Why the heck is K-Kim dressed like a p-pirate in this p-picture?" Stutz asked.

"I don't think that's Kim. Look… here's a picture of her standing beside a girl who looks just like her!"

"Look at this one!" Fangpuss exclaimed, pointing at a picture of a group of werewolves. "They all look just like Fangface! …But where's me?"

"Weird…" Toni said, looking at all the pictures. "They seem so real… sketchy, but real. And they look as if they had been drawn years ago!"

"Yeah, b-but who d-drew them?" Stutz wondered aloud.

"Obviously, these pictures hold some sort of secret," Luca stated, looking at a picture that showed two twin boys who looked just like Fangs. "But I don't know what…"

"Well, we're finding out-" Toni began, but another picture caught her eye. "Wait a minute! Look at this one!"

Everyone's eyes widened at the picture. "Why… it's… it's US!" Stutz gasped. "B-But… why d-do I l-look like a c-cat?"

"And why do I have wolf-ears and a tail?" Luca added.

"And why do I have vampire wings?" Toni questioned as well.

"And where the heck am I?" Fangpuss demanded, flipping through the pictures.

Toni grabbed a picture, of one of the werewolves having her pinned down. "Fangpuss… I think this one is you!"

Fangpuss studied the picture. "Why do I have blonde hair?"

"And why am I riding a flying surfboard in this picture?" Baby Fangs mentally asked, looking at a picture of what appeared to be him at age 16.

"C'mon, lets call up Backbiter and try to find the others," Luca said, closing the notebook. "Whoever drew these pictures obviously knows something about us that we don't know…"

Stutz could hear Toni mutter under her breath, "No shit, Sherlock," though he said nothing and started the car again, and they drove off.

On the curb sat a red SUV, with several strange figures sitting inside it. "They're driving off," one figure whispered. "You think they figured it out?"

"Possibly… though lets not sit around and wait to find out," The figure behind the wheel stated, then turned to someone in the back. "Why don't you call up our friend and schedule a meeting, David?"

"Sure thing," another figure responded, taking out a phone and making the call.

"You really think this will work?" A figure in the far back asked another.

"You dropped off the clue, right?" came his response.

"Yeah…"

"Then there's nothing to worry about. If all goes as planned, our mission should be a success,"

"'Mission'? What, are we part of the CIA now?" Another figure scoffed.

"Don't get cocky with ME, bub! I'll tear you to shreds!"

"I'd like to see you try!"

"Guys, settle down back there!" One of the figures up front snapped. "Don't make me stupefy you again!"

"Hey, she started it!"

"I don't care who started it, I'll finish it!"

"Quiet down or I'm turning the car around, and you guys can stay at Castle Oblivion!" The figure driving snapped.

The figures drove in silence after that.

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Angel had to stay behind to cover for Toni and Fangpuss. "Just say we're staying with Luca for the weekend. Hopefully we'll be caught up with my cousin by then," Toni told her.

"What if that man comes after me again?" Angel asked, nervously.

"Don't worry, my uncle's a cop. Plus, with his help, you might find your dad before we even hit the gas station!"

Angel tried to feel optimistic, but she was still unsure about her position. She had seen her stalker fight, how he had been able to sneak into her house without making a sound, catching her mother by surprise…

Her mother. She winced at the last time she had seen her, at the train station. "I've called your father, he shall meet you in Brooklyn. You'll be safe, there," she had said. With one last hug, she sent Angel on the train, just as several cloaked men surrounded her, one of them holding a knife above her heart…

Angel had looked away, shivering. She didn't want to think of that memory, it always made her cry. She didn't want to remember seeing her mother in the hands of those awful men, but before that- back when they spent time together, laughing and playing, her father occasionally dropping by to visit. She hoped to find him soon…

"You okay, sweetheart?" Barbara asked, stepping into the room.

"I just miss my mommy…" Angel sighed, then looked up at Barbara. "She told me my daddy would be here… but I haven't seen him."

"Well, what does he look like? I'm sure my husband and I could track him down,"

Angel reached into her pocket. How could she have forgotten! She had a picture of her father with her! She showed Barbara the picture. "This is him,"

Barbara looked at the picture… and nearly had a heart attack. "Excuse me, one moment dear…" she said kindly, then turned toward the kitchen. "RICHARD!"

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A/N: Just keeps getting interesting, doesn't it?

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