Series Title: The Saviors Series
Author: Riley Masters
Rated: T
Category: Cartoon Network Universe: FusionFall, Code Lyoko, Digimon Frontier
Genre: Adventure/Romance
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I do not, nor will I ever, own the rights to the above mentioned series.

A/N: I am SO sorry for the wait for these chapters. I got really sick, and then I had finals. So, to make up for it, I'm posting two chapters today, and two over the weekend. Monday I'll be caught up.

Thanks for understanding.

Welcome to my world. It's time to log in.

- Riley Masters (04/27/12)

To Save and Fight

Fuse's Lair was humongous.

That was the only thing going through my mind when I finally laid my eyes on it.

Well, that and the fact that I could hear the voices of all the missing Players, calling for help from deep within.

I shared a look with Zane. He glanced at Dakota. She smiled at Aelia, and Aelia nodded at me.

The Travelers were going in. The Warriors had already started the battle. They were just waiting for us to join them.

And thus we did.

We caught up to the Warriors.

"Odd!" Dakota shouted, running up to him. The boy in question turned with a big smile on his face.

"Hey there Princess Bells. What took you so long?"

"We had to wait for Dad to fall asleep before we could sneak on," I said as the rest of us walked up.

"So what's the situation?" Zane asked.

Ulrich took charge. "Fuse and XANA are on the top floor. The prisoners are on the bottom. We're gonna have to split into two groups."

"Warriors up, Travelers down," Aelia said. Everyone agreed.

We split up.

Imagine a long, winding staircase. Now triple the length.

It took us about an hour to get from the castle doors to the bottom of the staircase. Along the way we had to fight off Fuse's minions and even some of the Lyoko monsters.

By the time we reached the bottom, my vision had faded in and out no less then ten times, with was so annoying.

With our feet firmly on the ground, we started to explore the dungeons. Only a minute later, we heard shouts in about six different languages, all asking for one thing. Help.

Zane and I led the way over to the shouts. Sure enough, we found nearly two hundred people trapped in their Player forms, unable to escape. Dakota ran up and started picking the locks while Zane and I shot them off.

Within ten minutes, we were running back up the stairs, our friends with us this time. They had already decided that when they were freed, they would help whoever saved them take down Fuse. Who were we to stop them?

The throne room was long and large, we discovered as we ran in. The Warriors were fighting off a giant bug-like creature – XANA, Dakota suspected.

Behind that thing was Fuse. With a nod to our friends, we ran passed them and opened fire upon Fuse. He wasn't too pleased with us attacking him. Not that we cared.

"Gaia! Duck!" Dakota shouted. I did immediately. Fuse's hand passed over me.

"What the hell! Was he trying to smack me?" I screamed. Zane joined me and laughed.

"Of course. He's pissed. Let's just shoot the son of a bitch and be done with him."

"Okay."

And so we did. We unloaded every bullet we had at Fuse, and we got lucky.

After three hours of battle, Fuse let out a mighty shout, then keeled over and vanished. Behind us, I could here XANA doing the same thing, but he was being deleted by Jeremie.

With a sigh, we all relaxed. Fuse and XANA were gone.

We were safe, for now.

Dad was downstairs, holding Dakota's letter in his hand. Next to him was Zane's mom, clenching his tightly.

"Why would they do this?" she cried. "Why would they put themselves in such danger?"

Dad only shook his head. He didn't have an answer.

We all logged out.

Dakota let out a long yawn when here feet touched the ground. "How long were we in there?" she asked.

I glanced at the clock. "Ten hours, give or take."

Zane groaned. "The letters are gone. Your dad must have found them."

Dakota nodded. "Hang on, I hear voices, coming from downstairs!"

We all crept down the steps, and spotted Dad and Zane's mom. I gave a nod, and we walked into their view.

"Zane!" his mother screamed, practically tackling him into a hug.

"Mom!" he whined. "Not in front of Taylor!"

Dad stood in front of us. "Are the other children alive?" We nodded. "Was anyone hurt?" We shook our heads. "Good," he said, and pulled us into a three-way hug.

We stayed that way for a long while. After all, we were content. We had helped save the world. We were allowed to relax once in a while.