Hello! I know you've already seen this chapter, but it was accidentally uploaded as 21. Read 21, a new chapter (the original one) was updated in order to replace it. Thanks for reading!

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"So how do I get these off of me?" Mako was trying to pull off the pigtails that were stuck to the opposite sides of his hair like glue. He was moving his head back and fourth. Hikari held the phone against her chest and informed Mako that Kidd wouldn't be available till next wednesday to fix his hair problem.

"So, I guess you're still Maka for another week." Crona rested on the edge of the couch. "It's okay, I got used to the skirt." Mako snickered exchanging smiles with Crona.

"Guys, have any of you seen Gray Star? She still didn't do her part of our project and I can't be the only one working on this." A frown was written on Hikari's face.

"She's probably sleeping. In my bed." Mako threw his head back and released a groan. "Who's sleeping in your bed." Gray Star suddenly appeared with her hands on hips.

"What a surprise, Gray Star is awake." Mako sarcastically made a remark. "Watch it Evans. Anyways, I suggest you stay in your girly attire, because it might help us find out more. I mean, we found out that Jordan's innocent so we can leave her alone now." Gray Star explained.

"I think I'm going to investigate on my own. You three should get started too, we shouldn't leave it all to Mako." Gray Star weakly smiled towards him. Mako reassured that smile with a sincere grin.

"That's true."

Gray Star pulled Soul's leather jacket that Crona was wearing. "Hey!"

"Sorry, man. Gotta investigate." She smirked and took the motorcycle keys. Crona shrugged and laid back. "She's motivated." Crona patted Hikari's shoulder and ran out the door.

Crona tried following Gray Star but he couldn't find her. She ran off, sped up on the motorcycle that it felt like he was chasing a seventy mile per hour vehicle. He was a little bit relieved to think that out of all the people, Gray Star felt the same way he did about Mako and this mission. However, he was lost as his shoes were tapping on the wet puddles of an alley he was walking into.

Faint voices were being overheard. "Don't mess up, dude." It sounded so familiar, like the voice was trying to cover his real voice. It was a familiar deepened voice. Unfortunately, Crona couldn't put his finger on it, instead his finger was tapping on his white gelled up hair.

Gray Star pushed the pedal with the heavy weight of her foot, circling around the decorative water fountain trying to find her way to a scene. She found herself parked to where she heard suspicious voices. She tried to keep herself unnoticeable as she stuffed her hands into her pockets and quietly walked in.

The noises of two boys and one girl was heard and that triggered Gray Star to stay behind the wall and not make a sound.

"By this sack, we put this in their drugs, drinks, or whatever high schoolers do nowadays, or ah, maybe even food, get them to get that feeling they want, while this substance is inserted and slowly takes their soul." A voice cackled.

Gray Star let out a gasp. "Shit." She quickly covered her mouth. She was cornered when she saw three familiar faces...she didn't believe who it was as she was quickly knocked unconcious.

"Gray Star...Gray Star!" Gray Star heard a familiar voice. She was struggling to open up her eyelids as she was slowly introduced to Crona's face. She found her self in his arms as she sat upright and felt her head.

"Shit.." She rubbed her head. "Dude, what that hell happened?" Crona looked around for any signs of evidence but there was nothing.

"I don't know. I just remembered coming here, hearing voices, and I went out cold.." She lost all her memory from that one hit.

"We should get out of here, it's freezing." Crona started the bike. "Uh, yeah." Gray Star was trying to get up. Crona put her arm around his shoulder and tried helping her up. Gray Star was still feeling her head, struggling to keep her eyes opened. She couldn't focus, she wanted to know what happened, but it wouldn't come to her memory.

"Gray Star I found you lying on the cold hard floor..." Crona started the engine and drove away. "Dude, I don't know. I need to get some sleep, man, go home." Her words were falling apart.

"Don't worry, do you wan-" Crona was interrupted by her snores, of course, she was already asleep.