It had been three weeks. Her clothes were torn, ripped, and filthy.

She was scratched, thin, and gaunt.

After three weeks in a jungle with plants worse than on Neathia, she had lost thirty pounds, and was steadily losing more.

Aranaut tried to convince her to rest, trying to get her to rest so she wouldn't die.

It terrified him to watch her die so quickly.

She refused, going until she dropped. Even then, she would crawl until she couldn't go any farther. She didn't know exactly where she was going, but her body seemed to know. She trusted it. She had to.

Even with rationing, her food had long since run out. She had been lucky in the fact that there was plenty of water. But there was a strange absence of animals as well.

She had gotten no sleep in the three weeks. She couldn't. Every time she drifted off, something huge would rustle in the trees above her. She was afraid to stop and knew she couldn't stop the creature.

She wouldn't allow Aranaut to come out of ball form-although Bakugan liked to eat and drink, they didn't need to.

Even if she wasn't able to, Fabia wanted Aranaut to have a chance of getting off the cursed planet.

Fabia moved onward, putting one foot in front of the other, as quickly as she could. When she first got onto the planet, she moved about sixty miles in a twenty-four hour period. Now, she was lucky to make twelve.

Moving was excruciatingly painful, but she had to keep on going. Fabia tripped on a root, and tumbled head over heels into a ditch.

She tried to stand up, but her legs gave out. Aranaut tried to convince her to stop, pleading with her, "Princess. You cannot go on this way."

She ignored him, clawing at the ground to pull herself forwards.

(Back on Neathia)

(two months later)

"Shun! You need to stop this-right now!" Dan yelled at him from down below.

Shun had gone crazy. He had done everything possible he could think of to find Fabia-he still didn't believe she was dead. It was impossible. Unthinkable.

He was throwing hundreds of pounds of solid rock off the Castle Walls. Why? Dan wasn't so sure. Hawktor had followed suit. The virus was taking over both of their minds.

Then Dan saw the unmistakable flash of red in his friends' eyes.

"Shun-fight it! Fight for your life!" Dan screamed at him

Shun-the thing controlling Shun leered at him with red eyes. Then he blinked, and Shun's golden eyes returned.

He started to fall off of the tower, over three-hundred feet up, and Hawktor fell with him.

"Drago!" Dan shouted, eyes on the falling Shun.

"On it!" Drago told him, extending out into his full form.

He flew toward them as fast as he could, stretching out his hand.

He couldn't make it. They were too far away.

.Dan screamed as he watched his friend fall, down, down, down, towards the hard, unforgiving ground.

Then he heard a shout. A small, thin, quick person, appeared out of nowhere, and dove after him, straight off the walls without hesitation.

Dan fell to his knees, weak. He had never seen this before. Two people going off walls in one day. Drago picked him up, worried.

Dan gave him a weak look, like, 'Am I imagining this? Please tell me I am.'

Drago just stared at the two falling.

Then, twenty feet above the ground, the smaller figure caught up with Shun, did several twists and flips in the air, slowing itself down, and arranged itself in a landing position. Still, it was hard to believe they wouldn't land without any injury.

Dan watched them nervously, heart pounding, until he saw them hit the ground.

He heart jumped when he heard a loud CRACK of bone. The figure let out a sharp cry. Then, it lay Shun on the ground, and fled.

It was limping, and seemed to barely be able to move. It left a trail in crimson blood.

But Dan only had eyes fro Shun. His best friend was lying on the ground helpless, as chills wracked his body.

It was eighty-four degrees inside the shield.

But Drago noted the figure disappearing, and shouted to Dan, "I'm following it! It may have an explanation for why it is here!"

Dan just nodded as he grabbed Shun and called Elright.

Drago

'What is this thing?' Drago wondered to himself, still cahsing after it. It was fast, and he was going at maximum speed.

Finally, the thing collapsed, and Drago was on it.

He picked it up in his massive hand, and flung open the cloak. He staggered a little, unable to comprehend what he was seeing.

It was...Fabia. Except...she was dead. Or, at least it looked like she was. Or she should be. You could clearly count every one of her ribs, her eyes were sunken in, there wasn't an inch of skin that wasn't covered by blood, and worst of all, her limbs looked as if they were twisted in the wrong direction.

Yup, short chapter. I need to keep you kiddies in suspense! Well, actually, I figured you guys deserved an update-you rock! Thanks to Pooch2010, cheeky cheetah, Tyson58, my AWESOME Guest Reviewer, Ryu Katsumi, Haku, and all you awesome people who read my story! Please, please, please! R*R! If you have ANY ideas for this story, I want to hear them! Also, please go to my profile and look at the petition. Yeah, I'm a sucker for the classic bad guy turns bad thing, but Cartoon Network is CANCELING GREEN LANTERN AND YOUNG JUSTICE! If you are as sick as I am about them not listening to the fans, let your voice be heard! Sign the petition!

Shun: That's it. She doesn't love us anymore.

Fabia: So sad.

Me: WHAT!? So I'm not allowed to love another show?

Shun*Fabia: Exactly.

Me: *Grumbles incoherently* I still love you guys!

Fabia: Obviously not enough!

Shun: Hmmph.

Me: *GRRRRRR*

Shun*Fabia: Eep. *Run for their lives*

Dan: *Eating corndogs* So, I miss anything?

Me: Ugh. Bye!