Sue's POV

"Sue? Can you hear me? Sue?"

I opened my eyes. My vision was foggy and my head was pounding. I was pretty sure that, when I started to struggle, Itoh had hit me over the head with something. Even though I was just coming-to, I could make out the face of the mimiga looking down at me concernedly.

"Kazuma?" I asked, struggling to sit up. "Yeah," Kazuma responded. "Itoh chucked you in here himself about an hour ago. I was hoping it wouldn't take you too long to wake up."

I hugged my brother; it was nice to see that no ill fate had befallen him yet, at least. "So, did you see what happened?" I asked. "Did the others get away?"

"I think so," he answered. "It was hard to see what was going on. This cell is furthest from the prison entrance."

"I hope they're alright," I said. "So… what do we do now? Try to escape?"

"We've been working on that," Kazuma said. "But we haven't gotten a working plan just yet."

"We?" I asked tentatively. "Who else is here?"

"Two others," Kazuma said. "They're in the back room of the cell right now."

"Kazuma, who are you talking to? Is Sue awake?" came a familiar female voice from the room Kazuma had just mentioned. A mimiga appeared in the doorway, and I immediately recognized her as my friend, Chaco.

"Chaco!" I said. "You've been captured too?"

"Yes," Chaco said sadly. "Pooh Black came to Grasstown and captured me and the one or two other mimigas who live there. They're in the other cells, though."

She walked up to me and looked me up and down curiously. "So… are you alright, then? You looked like a wreck when Itoh dropped you in here."

"I'm okay," I said. "At the moment I'm more worried about Kanpachi and the others. Last I saw they were trying to escape from those monsters of Itoh's, and then I got knocked out."

"I know they'll be alright," said Chaco reassuringly. "Quote, Curly and Balrog are strong and quick, I'm sure they got everyone out of here quickly. And Kanpachi is resourceful; I'm sure he was able to get away with them as well."

Chaco had a knack for making me feel better. She had a knack for a lot of things, actually.

"Alright," I said. "So, do you know if there's any way we can escape from here?"

"Our friend it the back is working on that right now," Chaco said. "Come on, let's go talk to him."

Chaco, Kazuma, and I proceeded to the back room, where another mimiga was sitting, surrounded by a haphazard collection of handwritten notes, which he was attentively studying. I recognized him immediately by his suspicious apparel; a long coat and a pair of mirrored sunglasses.

"Well, Megane," I said. "It's been a while."

Last I'd seen Megane, I'd struck a shady deal with him to help me save the mimiga village from a famine. In return, I'd given him a list of the teleporter codes, and I could only imagine what sort of mischief the less-than-wholesome mimiga had been up to since then.

Megane looked up from his notes. "Well…" he said in amusement. "Our newest inmate has woken up. You going to help us out with escaping?"

"Duh," I answered. "I want to get out of here as bad as the rest of you."

"Good," he said. "Ever since they took Jack we've been short one set of hands. Now we're up to four again." He paused for a moment, pondering. "I don't suppose you know what happened to ol' Jack?"

I sighed, not wanting to recall the bad news. "Jack was turned into a frenzied mimiga," I said. "He was sent to attack the village. There was nothing we could do. To save ourselves, we had to… we had to kill him…"

Chaco gasped and put her hand over her mouth, and Kazuma looked at the floor sadly. Megane looked unfazed. "I would have expected as much," he said. "That's why we have to get this plan of the ground, soon. Who knows, one of us could be next."

Megane picked up a notepad and scribbled something quickly. "Now listen," he said. "Pooh Black patrols here occasionally. He may be a good fighter, but from what I can tell, he ain't too smart. So I've assigned us simple codenames, in case he overhears a conversation of ours, so he won't know who's being referred to."

He motioned to Kazuma and Chaco. "They already know they're codes are Green and Violet," he said, indicating Kazuma's green shirt and Chaco's violet fur. "And you, Sue, will be Blue, obviously."

He frowned. "I hope that's not too conspicuous," he mumbled. "It matches your shirt color, but it also rhymes with your real name." He shrugged. "Not enough time to worry about it."

"Do you have a codename?" I asked Megane.

"Of course," the shifty mimiga answered. He indicated his glasses. "I'm Silver."

"Works for me," I said. "Now, what can I do to aid the escape effort?"

"Well, I'm working on plans with Kazuma," Megane answered. "Chaco's been on lookout duty, so I think we're covered there…" He scratched his head in thought, and finally, handed me a blank piece of paper and a pen that was hidden somewhere in the confines of his overcoat. "Why don't you sit down for a moment and write up a few ideas." He said. "Then we'll talk about it together, and discuss what Kazuma and I have come up with."

I took the paper and pen, and walked to a corner of the large cell to think. I tried to jot down a few ideas, but my thoughts kept drifting to Kanpachi. I'd heard the panic and desperation in his voice as Quote carried him to safety. What would Kanpachi be going through now, knowing I was trapped here? He was probably a total basket case. And I'm sure mom was just as bad, now that both of her children had been captured.

"Don't worry guys," I mumbled to myself. "We're gonna get out of here, and we're gonna win this battle. Just wait and see."