Trey felt like he was going to throw up. So much blood was getting dripped on the floor, staining Durbe's wrists a deep crimson. It was so nasty. The pink-haired turned away after five or six more minutes of staring, small shudders flying through his body. Amelia was still knocked out. That was good.

He didn't think he could take it if he had to hear his twin screaming in pain at the same time.

"I've got it. I've finally got it," Durbe whispered. The wisteria Barian slowly lifted his clawed hands from Amelia. Gently clutched in them was the baby, which let out a cry. Vector chuckled.

"Perfect. Now hand it over, Durbe."

"No."

"Excuse me?"

"I said no! This is my child, too! You can't have it! I won't let you!"

The gray Barian scowled. "How dare you disobey me," he growled. "Hand the child over this instant!"

"Never!"

Durbe vanished seconds before Vector lunged at him. He and the child were now gone. That was good, it meant they were safe. Vector growled and vanished as well, a red aura forming around him as he did. Suddenly, three snaps were heard from a distance, followed by three thuds. Penelope knew what that was.

The other three Barians were freed now.

"Amelia," Trey whispered, gently shaking his twin sister. "Are you dead?"

A groan specified Amelia was not dead. Thank god. The pink-haired girl stared up at Trey with dull emerald eyes, then choked up a small bit of blood. It landed on the ground with a splat. Trey winced and placed a hand on Amelia's shoulder. There was no way to free her from these chains, as that was all up to Vector. But there was a way to help heal her.

"Hey guys," Trey said, turning to face the other Arclights. "Could one of you go home and get me the bandages from the bathroom?"

"I'm on it!" Vetrix yelled. He saluted, then vanished in a bright pink light. Seconds later, the small blond was back. In his hand was the new roll of bandages. Trey nodded and gently held Amelia up. She yelped in pain, but allowed her twin brother to start wrapping the bandages around her. When he was finished, he allowed her to sit back.

Amelia blinked, then looked up at the others after knocking herself out of her thoughts. "Where...where is Durbe? And the child, and Vector? Where are they?" she asked.

"Well...Durbe took the child and ran off to keep it safe," Quattro explained. Amelia's eyes went wide.

"He what?! But he has been on Vector's side for the whole month! Who's to say he didn't just hand it over?! Oh I'm so screwed!"

"I don't think so," Penelope said. She watched as Amelia turned and stared at her with a confused expression. "He seemed pretty nervous to do this. Looked like he was pretty confident on not allowing Vector to take the child before he fled, too."

"He didn't let Vector have the child?"

"Nope."

Amelia's eyes lit up. She smiled down at herself as tears welled up in her eyes. "Durbe...I knew you'd never leave me."

XxXxXxXx

"You won't get away that easily!"

Durbe growled as he continued to run from Vector. The maniac just wasn't going to quit! Well, then neither was he. The gray-haired took a sharp left, then vanished. Where he appeared was the Arclight's house.

"Good. This is exactly where I needed to go." Durbe ran off into the bathroom. He didn't shut the door, rather hid in the closet. It was too dark for him to get a good look at the child, but he spotted towels laying around pretty easily. Gently, he began to wrap a green one around it, cleansing off the remainder of the blood with a white one. The child let out a small whimper.

It was petrified.

I need to move quickly. If Vector catches up, he'll take the child much faster than I'll be able to react. But where's a good place to hide?

Durbe didn't have time to think. Seconds afterwards, he heard footsteps wandering around the house. Vector had caught up with him. That didn't mean he was going to get found, though. As long as the child in his arms didn't freak out, he was safe.

Then again, that was highly possible.

"Where are you, coward? Maybe if you hand the child over now, I won't blow this place to smithereens in order to take it!"

"You won't be doing that any time soon."

The gray-haired in the closet jolted up a little bit. That could not have been him, could it? No, of course not! But it was. Durbe knew it was.

Mizael had caught up as well.

Vector let out a horrific laugh. "What are you going to do to stop me, huh blondie? Oh wait, I can answer that. Nothing!"

"We'll see about that."

That was about when an explosion erupted from the kitchen, where the two Barians were fighting. Durbe gasped and took the opportunity to leave. Thankfully, the child hadn't made a single sound the whole entire time. Not unless you count the small squeak it made when Vector had arrived.

Okay. So other than that, no noises whatsoever.

Thank god for Mizael, Durbe thought as he vanished to the Barian World. I owe that guy big time now.

XxXxXxXx

The Arclights all looked up at the same time when the bright flash of light came from behind them. Amelia's eyes lit up once again upon finding out it was Durbe. There wasn't a scratch on him.

"You're okay!" Amelia yelled, smiling broadly. "You're really okay! And so is the child!"

"We're fine. Mizael is back on Earth, distracting Vector."

"Mauling him, is more like it."

"That wouldn't shock me."

"Of course it wouldn't." Durbe sat right next to Amelia as she said this. He yanked the chains from her wrists, then watched as she took the child from his arms. Excitement instantly began to flare in the pink-haired girl's eyes. She looked at everyone with a smile, then grabbed the edge of the towel as gently as she could. First things first, check the gender. She'd learned that from watching various movies.

Female.

"Aww, cute!" Trey said. Amelia chuckled at him. (She could totally see hearts flying around him at the moment.)

Next, to see just what she looked like. Amelia took hold of the top of the towel now. She pulled it back slowly, then gasped. The girl had salmon-pink hair, like her, and curls just above her ears. What was adorable, however, was the fact the rest of her hair resembled Durbe's completely. Cat-like ears in the back and straight bangs. Her skin was much like Amelia's, but it had a nearly invisible tint of wisteria in it. But what really topped her off were the eyes. They weren't emerald green, like Amelia had envisioned.

They were smokey-gray.

"She's beautiful," Durbe whispered. He gained a nod from Amelia, who looked up at him curiously. There were a few tears lingering in his eyes at the moment. The pinkette smiled and looked back down at the baby girl in her arms. She blinked up at her, making Amelia laugh. "What do you think we should call her?" she asked.

"You got me there. If you have a name in mind, I'm just going to go with what you have."

"Okay."

Truth was though, Amelia hadn't really been thinking of names during the time she was locked up. She had been trying to find a way to escape, then worry about that later. But she didn't really have a choice, now.

Well, there's a thousand ones to chose from. Let's see...Summer, Layla, Emily...Oh my gosh, I got it! Amelia nearly screamed when the thought of the perfect name flew into her mind. She let out a small squeal, similar to that of a pig, then looked Durbe in the eye. "I've got one!"

"What is it?"

"How about Memmosa?"

At first, Durbe looked sorta confused. But when it clicked in his mind as to why, a smile crossed his lips. He nodded. "Memmosa it is. And let me guess, it's because that's the tree we had our first kiss under. Correct?"

"Very correct."

"Well I hope you enjoyed seeing little Memmosa while you could. Because you'll never see her again!"

They all looked up in alarm. No, no no no no no, it just couldn't be him. But it was. They all knew it.

Vector was back. And he did not look too happy.

"Mizael only held me back. He wasn't that much of a challenge once I knocked him down." Vector snickered upon seeing the petrified faces around the room. "And now that I've returned, I suggest you hand Memmosa over to me, before I take her from you."