Alright, one more hint about Jimmy's other half: The story isn't based on a fairytale, but on a book by Robert Louis Stevenson which was made into an animated Disney film. If this doesn't help, nothing will!

Reviewer Thanks

Rosie: Thank you so much, and you and Starspring are both correct about Radio, and you're also right about Jimmy's mom. And… your review just inspired something for me!

Fangface the second: Will the sorcerer die? Hmm, lets see- he cursed Silver, caused the death of Izzy's parents, and is probably up to no good… Yeah, he'll probably die, but we'll see how things turn out, just in case.

Starspring: I hope my hint helps you, and I'd like to hear what you narrowed your choices down to. Glad you're not giving up, and good luck!

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"Jimmy…"

"Mom?" Jimmy cried, looking around, startled. All he saw was black, and tried to get up, but the pain in his arm kept him down. "Argh…"

"Don't move, Jimmy… Just lie still."

"Where are you? I can't see!" Jimmy winced in pain, holding his arm.

"I'm right beside you, Jimmy… I'm always with you,"

Jimmy felt a gentle hand stroke his head and he relaxed. "Am I dead?"

His mother chuckled. "No, you just fell unconscious from losing too much blood. Don't worry, though, your father will take good care of you…"

"My… father?"

"Jimmy…" Her voice began to grow faint.

"Mom? …Mom!" Jimmy wanted to chase after her voice, but remained still.

"Jimmy…"

"Mom, please don't leave…" Tears began to form in his eyes.

"Jimmy…"

"Don't go!"

"Jimmy…"

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"Jimmy!" Silver said, shaking Jimmy's good shoulder. "Wake up, kid!"

"Mom!" Jimmy gasped, sitting up. His arm hurt, and taking a close look at it he saw it was bandaged. "What happened?"

"You fell unconscious, possible from blood loss." A girl with black hair, wearing a dark dress, said as she wiped Jimmy's forehead with a wet cloth. "According to my vampire instincts, you possibly lost at least a pint and a half of blood. You're lucky to be alive."

Jimmy arched an eyebrow at the girl, then noticed two other boys were sitting by a warm fire, looking at him. "Who the heck are you guys?"

"You can call me Izzy- my parents used to work with Silver,"

"I'm Rudy," The boy with blonde hair said, sounding a bit shy. "I live across the river."

"And my name is Danny." The boy with black hair said. "I used to live in a castle, until a crazy French man by the name of Jacques Custoe blew it up."

Castle? Crazy French guy? Blew up? Jimmy repeated questionably in his head. "Silver, did I swallow river water?" he asked the werewolf. "I think I'm hallucinating…"

Silver chuckled. "Nope, Danny's actually a prince," he replied.

"We ran into them while you were passed out," A voice said beside Jimmy, and Lilly appeared. "It was the craziest thing! There we were, just-a runnin' through the forest…"

20 minutes earlier…

"Calm down, Rudy!" Izzy snapped at the blonde haired boy. "Sheesh, you act like you've never seen a werewolf before,"

"I haven't!" Rudy snapped back, his tone a bit high-pitched.

"N-Neither h-have I-I…" Danny stammered, backing away from Silver.

"Izzy, what's going on?" Silver asked. "How do you know these two boys?"

"I met them earlier tonight," Izzy replied, then stepped closer to Danny, smirking. "Only, this one was a bit loopy in the head when I last saw him." Danny blushed, rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment, while Izzy put an arm around Rudy. "If it weren't for this hansom young fellow, the young prince would have waken up somewhere he didn't want to be."

"Wait a minute… how did you know I was a prince?" Danny demanded.

Izzy rolled her eyes. "Dude, you were raving about your story to everyone at that party. Though, you should have spoken up louder- they couldn't hear you on Mars." Danny sneered at her, but she shrugged and smiled.

"But… What are you doing with… him?" Rudy asked, pointing at Silver.

"She helped save him from falling over the water-fall," A voice out of nowhere said, and suddenly a small girl, looking about the age of 10, appeared. "He and Jimmy would've been speared by them rocks if she hadn't swooped on down and grabbed 'em! …'Course, I helped her carry 'em,"

"Augh!" Rudy screamed, his tone very high-pitched, and jumped into Danny's arms. "H-How d-d-did y-you… W-w-where d-did y-you…?"

"Are you a ghost?" Danny asked, startled but still remaining more calm than Rudy.

Lilly giggled. "Yep. Just another spirit tryin' to get to Heaven,"

"You two shouldn't be afraid," Izzy said. "Silver and Lilly won't harm you… unless you try to mess with them."

"Believe me, we won't." Danny said, setting Rudy on the ground, then he observed the boy Silver had on his back. "I take it the young fellow you're carrying is Jimmy?"

Silver nodded. "Yeah… The twerp helped me bust out of Pent Towers, and I decided to bring him along with me," he said.

Rudy looked at Jimmy and gasped. "His arm… it's bleeding!" he said, feeling sick from the sight of the blood trickle down the boy's arm.

"I'll take care of it," Izzy said, and suddenly she had a medical kit with her, and the others looked at her in surprise. "Hey, always be prepared, you know?" Silver lied Jimmy down, and she began to bandage Jimmy's arm.

Lilly grabbed some sticks and began rubbing them together to make a fire, and the two sticks burst into flames, and she threw them onto a pile of dead grass and twigs, then went off to grab some more wood to keep the fire going. "So, what's your boys' story?" Silver asked Rudy and Danny as Lilly worked.

Danny told him about what happened to his family, and once he got to the part where he jumped off the cliff, Rudy took over and told Silver about how he and Radio- a talking cat he had met- found him by the river bank and tried to help him. "The cops wouldn't believe us," Rudy sighed, shaking his head. "They think we just made it up,"

"And Jacques found us and threw us into the river to drown," Danny said. "Luckily, we managed to get loose of our bonds and reach the shore."

"Yeah, but we got loose thanks to you," Rudy patted Danny on the back. "And you practically got me to shore, since I couldn't swim, and… kept me from drowning." …They both decided to keep quiet about the CPR incident.

"You mean ya'll can't swim?" Lilly gasped, arriving back with two logs just in time to hear Rudy's half of the story. "Well, how come?"

Rudy sighed. "My two siblings… well they…"

"Oh, for Heaven's sakes!" Danny griped. "Just let it out!"

Rudy glared at him. "Fine! My siblings beat the living shit out of me, gave me scars and bruises ALL OVER my body, and I couldn't take swimming lessons because I didn't want to take off my shirt and show everyone- since they had a 'no shirt' policy- and get my parents concerned, which would give Chris and Chrys the hint that I let their dark, twisted secret out and KILL ME!" Tears fell from his eyes, and he buried his face into his arms as he folded them over his knees. "Happy now, Danny?"

Danny cringed from guilt. Rudy had told him his siblings harassed him, but never mentioned abuse. "Sorry, I…" he tried to say something, but couldn't find a suitable apology, so he remained silent.

"You mean, your older siblings- who are supposed to PROTECT you rather than BEAT you- abused you so bad that you didn't have the heart to learn how to swim?" Lilly gasped, and her face twisted to sheer anger. "Why, I oughtta take a cattle prod and shove it where the sun-don't-shine for such treatment! Why would they DO such a thing?"

"They hate me…" Rudy replied. "That's the only excuse I can figure out."

Silver sighed, looking at Jimmy, knowing that- after seeing his back- he wasn't the ONLY one who went through a pain-filled childhood. "Why don't you two stick with us, then?" he suggested. "We can go to the next town and report your stories and help you out,"

"But… What if the police won't-" Danny began to say.

Silver rolled his eyes. "Not all police are shit-heads, kid. Only the ones who don't know when someone's in danger, and when someone's not. And YOU boys are in some deep-shit danger."

Suddenly, they heard a moan, and saw Jimmy stirring. "It looks like… he's suffering!" Izzy gasped, stroking Jimmy's head. "And it's not from his arm. I can tell…"

"Jimbo?" Silver scrambled to Jimmy's side, shaking him gently. "C'mon, Jimmy… You can pull through this! …Jimmy?" Danny and Rudy watched Silver, wondering why he cared so much about Jimmy…

Now…

"…And, boy, Jimmy! You almost gave us a heart-attack!" Lilly finished. "We were afraid you was gonna turn into a ghost just like me!"

"Glad you made it," Izzy said, patting Jimmy on the back and giving him a peck on the forehead.

"Uh, yeah… I'm glad I'm alive, too." Jimmy said, blushing a bit. He cleared his throat and looked at Rudy and Danny. "So… What town are we heading to?"

Izzy pointed to the north. "There's a town just about 10 miles north of here," she then pointed east. "Or, we could cross the river and head to THAT town- though, from Rudy and Danny's testimonies, we won't find much help there…"

"You guys brought up a talking cat named Radio, too." Lilly said. "Where is she?"

Rudy and Danny gasped. "Radio! Oh, man… I can't believe we almost forgot about her!" Rudy cried. "Jacques and his goons may have killed her!"

Jimmy scoffed. "No one would kill a talking cat!" he said. "They'd just sell it to make some fast cash… Maybe to a circus." Lilly elbowed him in the arm. "Ow! Watch it, that's my bad arm!"

"I'll go find her," Izzy said. "We'll meet you back in the next town." And in a poof of smoke, she was gone.

Danny arched an eyebrow. "How did she do THAT?" he asked.

"C'mon, boys," Silver said, helping Jimmy up. "We've got a long way to go."

Together, they began walking north through the forest, and Rudy looked back once with concern. Radio, wherever you are, please be okay… he prayed, sighing sadly. Danny held his hand, looking into his eyes. "She'll be okay… You'll see."

Jimmy arched an eyebrow at seeing Danny holding Rudy's hand. "Are you two gay or something?" he scoffed, and they quickly let go of each other's hand. Silver smacked him upside the head. "Ow! What the %$& was THAT for?"

"For being a bitch, now keep moving." Silver scolded. Jimmy cursed under his breath, but kept walking.

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A/N: And they're on their way! What's Radio been up to? And will our three boys find help? Review and find out, and good luck with guessing!

But no flames. Flames suck.