A.N. — Okay, here is the next chapter! I hope you like it :D

Chapter 14: When Walking in the Dark

(Nobody's POV)

Skippsy looks down at her watch. It reads 0100 hours. Skippsy shakes her head with a sigh. I had better start rounding up the girls. She finds Trixy leaning against the fence trying to keep from falling asleep. "Trixy." Trixy looks up at her leader.

"Yes, Skippsy?" Trixy yawns.

"I think it's about time we started back to Rachel's." Trixy nods and follows Skippsy slowly. The y waddle over to Marissa who was trying to talk to some penguin, but she was failing because she couldn't understand a single word that he said to her. "Marissa."

"Hmm?" Marissa asks.

"Trixy and I are going back to Rachel's, but you can stay a little longer if you want."

"Wait, what time is it?"

"After one AM." Marissa spit-takes the sip of punch that she had just taken.

"One AM? Wow, I didn't realize that it was so late already. I think I'll go on back with you two." Skippsy nods. She then finds Rachel.

"Hey, Rachel, Marissa, Trixy, and I are heading back to your house since its already after one, you can stay here, though, if you'd like." Rachel nods.

"Okay, I'll start over in another hour or so." she replies.

"Alright, just make sure that you don't stay up too, too late." Skippsy, Trixy, and Marissa then leave the party and go back to Rachel's house.

*Brrrrrriiinnnng! Brrrrrrrriiiiinnnnng!*

Alejandro frowns and pulls out his cell phone. "Hey, I'll be right back, I have to take this call." he says. He then waddles out into the quieter front yard and answers his phone. "Hello?"

"Agent Alejandro, this is General Bob of the assignments personnel." says General Bob.

"Okay..."

"We have discovered that you are out on an unassigned mission and you are to report back to base immediately."

"W–What? I thought I had all of the paperwork done before I left..."

"Did I ask that? No, I don't think I did. Just get your sorry tail over here pronto, got it?" Alejandro nods.

"Y-Yes, sir." He then hangs up the phone with a sigh. Dang it! I don't have the time for this! He walks back over to Rachel. "Rachel, I have to go back to the base, according to them I'm not allowed on this mission." Alejandro rolls his eyes and Rachel looks at him and nods slowly.

"Okay, Alejandro, I'll tell Skippsy when I get home." she replies. Alejandro nods and slides off in the direction of the base. He knew this area by heart so, even though it was dark, he could easily find his way back without getting lost.

Agent J. hangs up the phone he had with a small chuckle. "Oh, Alejandro, you're just as gullible as you were five years ago. Oh well, that just makes my job even simpler." he mumbles. He pulls out a pair of night-vision binoculars and looks around. "Darn it. There's still too many witnesses. I wonder how much longer this party has until it's over anyway."

"Agent J. have you don't it yet?!" shouts a voice over his ear-piece suddenly. Agent J. flinches and turns down the volume of the radio.

"No ma'am. She hasn't left the party yet."

"Then just go in there and grab her! I'm getting tired of all of this waiting."

"I can't do that! There would be too many witnesses! And you know that I can't be witnessed! I'm still banned from this country, remember?"

"No, I don't remember. But, alright, just see if you can hurry up. I'm bored." Agent J. turns the ear-piece back off and growls in his frustration.

"If she doesn't stop calling me because she is bored I swear I'll..." He stops and lifts the binoculars to his eyes again. "Now that's more like it."

"Adios, amigos! (Goodbye, friends!)" Rachel waves as she leaves the party. The surrounding jungle is dark. Well, everything is dark for that matter, and it is starting to fog. Rachel waddles back to her house. Then she trips and falls face first onto the ground with a grunt of surprise. "What in the world? I don't remember that being there." She then shrugs and stands back up. After brushing herself back off, she continues on her way. She takes a step and finds that something is pulling on her ankle. "Huh?" She kneels down to try to pull the trap off and a net suddenly springs up around her. A shadow waddles out in front of the net laughing darkly.

"Hola, Rachela, cómo estás? (Hello, Rachela, how are you?)" he says. Rachel narrows her eyes trying to see who was talking to her.

"Quién eres? (Who are you?)" she says.

"Quién soy? Quién soy?! (Who am I? Who am I?!) How is it possible that you don't remember me, Rachela?" He then steps out of the shadows and Rachel sharply inhales.

"You...You..."

"Yes, me, me. I'm back, and you're mine."

"No."

"Yes, and there's no one here to help you weasel out this time unlike last time. No teachers, no principles...no Alejandros." Rachel glares at him.

"I will get away, Juarez. You know I will."

"Ah, but, Rachela, that is where you are wrong, my dear. You have no way to escape. You, my dear, are trapped." Rachel shakes her head in disbelief and goes to dig through her back for something, anything to cut through the net's ropes. But her bag isn't there. "Oh, I'm sorry, are you looking for this?" Juarez holds out a tan backpack with an evil smirk. "Oh well, I guess that's just tough luck for you, Rachela."

"What do you want, Juarez?"

"You know perfectly well what I want. Revenge. Revenge on you. Revenge on Alejandro. Revenge on all of Peru. And this time I WILL succeed. This time I am not alone."

"What?" Juarez shakes his head with a smirk.

"Nope. You'll just have to wait until later to know what...or whom rather." He reaches into Rachel's bag and pulls out a gas mask for himself and a sleeping-gas smoke-bomb. He pulls the key out of the smoke-bomb and tosses it right under Rachel's net. Rachel is out cold in a matter of seconds. The smoke clears and Juarez pulls off the mask. He pushes the button on his ear-piece radio. "I've got her."

"It's about time that you did something right." Juarez rolls his eyes. "Well, you know what to do with her."

"Yes, ma'am. We'll be there momentarily." He hangs up the radio and lifts the limp Rachel and waddles back through the jungle.