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Nico flew his jet over Saturday HQ, silently ejecting and landing about a mile away from the house. He unbuckled himself out of the ejector seat and stood up. Then he pulled a pair of brown aviator sunglasses out of his pocket and put them on.

"Well, I guess this is it." He pulled out an M-16 from the back of the seat. Then he ran towards the house. Suddenly, something hit him from behind. Everything went black. Nico woke up in a cage. He tried to move, but his arms and legs were shackled to the cage.

"Don't even try to move. I'm not afraid to shoot you." Nico looked up at Zak, who was pointing a gun at him. Nico smiled. Then he started to laugh. Zak raised an eyebrow.

"Why are you laughing?" Nico looked him in straight in the eyes.

"You are so funny pointing a gun at me." Suddenly, Zak started twitching. Then his mouth started to foam.

"Wh, what are you doing to me?" Nico's eyes grew bigger.

"I'm doing what I should've done forever ago." Zak started to feel a power surge, then jolts of extreme pain. He fell to the ground. Nico looked at him. "Now, see what happens when you mess with me." Zak's eyes started to glow bright red, as if on fire. His mouth foamed as if he was a rabid cat. Jolts of pain kept going through his body. He looked up pleadingly at Nico, who was still staring at him.

"What is happening to me?" Nico grinned.

"I'm frying your brain. Oh, how happy Wadi will be to be dating a brainless drooling imbecile like you. Your brain has the strength of pudding. It wouldn't be that hard to make you do what I want you to do." Zak looked up at him.

"Please! Stop! I beg of you!"

"Open the cage door first." Zak pulled out the key and open the cage. "Good." Suddenly, Zak's eyes stopped glowing and foam was no longer coming out of his mouth. He looked at Nico.

"What was the point of that?" asked Zak. Nico smiled an evil little grin.

"I needed to know how strong your brain was. I have a deal for you. I would like you to join my side." Zak looked at him.

"What is your side?" Nico looked at him.

"It is absolutely none of your business. But I will say this; if you don't join me, I will rip your heart out of your chest, stick it in between two slices of lightly-toasted bread, and eat it as a sandwich! So, the question is this; will you join my side?" Zak thought about it for a second, then nodded.

"I'm sick of my father and want to see my mother. I'm sick of this fight." He unshackled Nico. "I just want this all to be over." Nico looked at him.

"Well, it's not going to be quite over." Zak looked at him.

"What do you mean by that?" Nico put his hand on Zak's shoulder.

"You have a choice to make. You see, there is conflicting forces in you. You being kur probably has something to do with it." Zak's eyes bugged out.

"How did you know I was kur?" Nico grinned.

"Your mom told me." He pulled a small gem out of his pocket. "You may feel some pain." He pointed the stone at Zak.

"Wait! What are you doing?" Nico lowered the gem.

"I need to release the kur part of you. It's trying to break out, but you're driving it farther in. If we want to win, I need to blow out your kur powers." Zak nodded.

"What's gonna happen." Nico looked at him.

"Well, you should probably know that you're going to turn into some sort of creature." Zak's eyes grew wide.

"What kind of creature?" Nico shrugged.

"I don't know. I guess you're gonna have to decide." Zak pondered it for a minute.

"Will I be stuck that way forever?" Nico shrugged again.

"Like I said; I really have know idea about any of this. You might. I suggest you really think out your creature." Zak thought about it for a moment, then decided.

"I want to be a dragon." Nico looked at him.

"A dragon? Why would you want to be a dragon?" Zak looked at him.

"That's what I want to be." Nico sighed.

"Fine. What kind of dragon?"

"Like the one's in the fairy tails. Wings, fire, sharp teeth, the whole shebang."

"Would you like to be able to talk?" Zak nodded. Nico lifted up the gem.

"One more thing; do you want to be a giant dragon or a small one?" Zak raised an eyebrow.

"What do you mean by that?" Nico looked at him.

"Well, you can either be a giant dragon, or you can be a smaller sized dragon."

"What do you mean by small?" Nico looked at him.

"About six feet in length, and you'll probably grow to about seven and a half to eight feet total." Zak nodded.

"That's what I want." Nico pointed the gem at Zak. It started to glow wildly. Then, there was a huge flash of light.