Now to answer MORE questions… or throw in more questions. Depends.

Reviewer Thanks-So-Much

Tracker78: Oh, Fangs and Kass have another kid, but it's not Analessa… but she may carry the family trait ;)

Scoobycool9: Ironically so was mine :P …Hey, no one stays young forever (unless they're a cartoon lol) …Finneas was in the Greek myths? Didn't know that. …And you'll find out where Gin is soon enough.

Fangface the Second: If you thought that was epic, wait 'til you see this!

Disclaimer: Do I need to bother saying it?

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Biff's POV

I didn't know where I was, or what was happening. All I remember is that someone I know was missing, and I had to find her fast. I don't remember much about her, but I do remember that she was very close to me, loved Marine Biology, had grown up with an abusive father, had lost her last boyfriend…

And she was pregnant.

With MY kid.

"Gin?" I was calling, searching around my apartment. Someone else was searching with me, a six-year-old boy with dark skin and black hair- the same boy from my last dream. His name was Brody, and he was Gin's first son… that much I knew.

"Mom, where are you?" Brody was saying, close to tears. I couldn't blame him- he been separated from her before, left at a monastery when he was born so his grandfather wouldn't try to kill him.

So many questions were swimming through my head as I searched for clues. How did I meet Gin? How did we get so close? Why couldn't I remember more about her? Where WAS she?

My eyes fell on a note just then, lying beneath a wedding photo of me and her. She was my wife, too? I picked up the note, and my heart began to freeze…

"We have Gin," it began. "If you want to see her and the baby alive, you will bring us Fangface the Second, Wherever Girl, and Tracker. If you fail to negotiate, you will lose your precious wife and child, and you and your friends will die one-by-one until we get the authors. …Signed, the VCY. …PS, no weapons, and keep your *bleeping* werewolf friends in human-form."

I gritted my teeth, tearing the note in my hand. I didn't know much about the VCY or these 'authors', but I knew that if I gave into the ransom, nothing would change. I'd still lose my friends and Gin. It was all bait…

But I was still going after her, and wouldn't rest until I found her.

I opened my eyes, seeing that I was tied up and gagged, two cloaked figures standing guard before me. Their hoods were down… revealing themselves to be Ed and Edward Jr. "Well, well, well, look who's awake," Ed said, smiling and revealing his fangs. "And I was afraid we were going to have to beat you until you regained consciousness."

"How'd you guys get out of jail? Where are my friends?" I demanded… though my voice was muffled, so it came out more as, "Ow ou nuy eh oh uff jay? Ere ah ny fehs?"

"Didn't your mother teach you not to talk with your mouth full?" Edward Jr. sneered. "And don't waste your energy on those bonds. There's no way you're going to escape… And even if you did, you'd have a hard time getting out of my aMAZE-ing basement-"

Ed smacked his son upside the head. "Idiot-boy! You just gave away our location!" he snarled.

"So? It's not like they're going to live to get out anyway!"

The door opened just then, and two more cloaked figures entered, their hoods up. "The master wishes to see the gang leader. We've come to escort him," one of them said, sounding feminine.

"Have at him. We're going to go torment that wolf-kid next, anyway," Ed scoffed.

"Can we stop and torture his smart-mouthed friend first? I still have a bone to pick with him…" Edward Jr. was saying as they walked out.

Keeping my hands tied, the two other cloaked figures led me out of the room, down a dark corridor.

I felt lost and afraid… just like how I felt in my dream. Only I was the one kidnapped, and my friends were in the same situation… and no one knew where to find us.

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Kim's POV

I couldn't stop myself. I was crying my eyes dry, my shoulders shaking despite that Biff was holding on to me to comfort me. But I couldn't feel comfort, not after this…

I stood in front of a grave with the name 'Kite Fangsworth' on it. There were four other graves next to his, but I couldn't read the names… though Fangs was kneeling by one, just as much of an emotional wreck as I was.

The reason we were crying was because two people, who we loved with all our hearts and had been married to for years… were gone.

Four kids stood by fangs, three of them boys who looked just like him but with dark brown, blonde, and red hair, and a little girl with red hair. They were his kids, that much I knew. I had a child too, standing right next to me. He had his father's looks but my eyes, and he was sobbing too.

Everyone was heart-broken, as we stood in the rain by the graves.

"It's all my fault…" Biff whispered. "If I hadn't led us on a search for Edward Jr., none of this would have happened…"

"It's no one's fault," Puggsy said sternly. He was standing at a grave at the end, a blonde-haired girl right next to him- Brielle, his wife. She had a baby in her arms with red hair, and a blonde-haired boy stood with them. "Those creeps had been planning this all along."

"And they're NOT about to get away with it," Brielle added, clenching her fists.

"You're not serious," A girl who looked just like me, Gin, said. "We've just lost half the gang, and you honestly want to go after the creeps and risk your neck?"

"Gin, I've seen nothing but death my entire life. If those creeps are still out there, I want to make sure they don't cause any more grief. I want them to suffer for what they've done to us, and avenge Hunter, Kite, Tracker, FF2, and Lamone's deaths! They took enough of my family in the past, and that was already too much. This was the last straw, and it's going to end here!"

"I'm with Brielle," Fangs said, standing up, looking dead-serious… and it was startling to see this side of him. "I'm sick of those guys making my life a hell! …Uh, Lilly, don't say 'hell'."

"I agree," Edwin, a vampire we knew, added. "The Veni Con Yei's reign of terror has gone on long enough. It's time it finally ended."

I looked at everyone and back at the grave, and nodded. "I want in, too." I said, solemnly. "I don't want to see any more death."

We walked away from the graves… and I looked over, seeing someone sitting in a tree, watching us from a distance.

When I opened my eyes, I saw I was bound and gagged in a room. …Why do meddling girls always have to go through this? I swear I'm going to get back at Daphne for starting this 'trend'.

In front of me stood that Kara woman Roxxy had told us about, judging from her description. "Dammit, you woke up," she scoffed, sharpening a knife. "I hope you're more quiet than that dike I dealt with. I'd be tormenting her, but Keith wanted to have a go at her. I doubt he'd be with her very long, though. He's into beautiful girls, and he doesn't have much of a patience."

I glowered at her, struggling with my bonds.

"She's really a bitch, you know? I knew her before she got amnesia, used to live with my Somebody, Jennifer, and her sisters. She always dressed like a boy, watched cartoons, and did gross things like pick her nose and eat her snot, hardly showered, and the girls practically had to PAY her to shave her legs. I can see why no man would ever want to date her- she's disgusting, sloppy, can't talk right, has no manners… Makes me wish she died at birth like what she almost did, if that frickin' Joanne woman hadn't come along! Ugh, as if giving birth to that numbskull son of hers wasn't enough…"

I was getting really pissed about how she was talking about Roxxy. She didn't know her like how the others and I did. Sure, she wasn't much of a 'girl', but she was still nice. Puggsy would even agree that Kara had no judgement, and he's the most critical guy I know! …Though, compared to the snob I was with now, he'd look like sweetheart.

While Kara was going on her rant, I spotted a piece of broken glass next to me. Carefully, I grabbed it with my free fingers, and slowly began to saw away at my bonds.

As soon as I got free, I was going to find my friends…

"And don't get me started on that little dog she had. Did you know she actually kissed it on the lips? Ugh! I was glad that thing finally died…" Kara was going on.

…Right after I shut her up!

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Puggsy's POV

I was fighting for my life, holding a keyblade and whacking cloaked figures into next week. At first I thought I was having a Kingdom Hearts dream as a result of playing the game so many times… but I knew this wasn't a dream. This was a memorization.

"(grr) Pugs, off to your left!" A werewolf called. His name was Hardcore, and he was my werewolf half. …Don't ask me how I became a weird-wolf, it's a story I don't want to share.

A cloaked creepo was lunging at me, but I swung my blade and smacked them into a wall. I saw that doppelganger from my last dream fighting, too, and I finally recalled he was my cousin, Lamone… and he was a vampire. I remember my mom telling me that we carried a vampire trait in our family every hundred years- which she could have told me BEFORE my son had sprouted fangs.

…I'll explain how I have a son later.

Some gray-haired kid caught Lamone off-guard just then, and jabbed a knife in his chest. I rushed over and slammed my blade into his head, knocking him unconscious, and knelt in front of my cousin. "You alright?" I asked. It was a dumb question, since Lamone had been stabbed thousands of times and still lived, but right now it didn't look good.

"His blade was poisoned," he grunted, holding his chest. "It was made out of garlic… one myth that actually proves true for vampires."

"Don't worry, I'll find Edwin. He can make an antidote…"

"It'll be too late by then…" Suddenly, he did something I didn't expect. He reached into the wound in his chest, and pulled out his heart.

Just to keep you all from being disturbiated, it wasn't a pulsing, blood-covered organ he pulled out. It was a white orb of light which represented the organ… If any of you guys learned about Kingdom Hearts, this would be easier to comprehend.

He then stuck it into my chest. "Take care of her…" he said, before his body fell limp.

…Okay, I never saw THAT happen in any of the games.

"What the jumping…?" I gasped, feeling my chest.

A shadow loomed over me just then, taking me by surprise…

I awoke, seeing that I was tied up and gagged in a room. …Weird, this normally just happened to girls.

To make things worser, two cloaked figures stood with me, and I recognized their ugly mugs as Snake and Downy, two gang members who really had it out for me. Snake had a grudge against me because I won a boxing match he wanted me to throw and busterated his entire operation, and Downy was on a murdifying rampage because I got Snake thrown in jail. Both of them together spelt death for me.

"I'd love to start a conversation that would involve gloating about how you finally get what's coming to ya, 'buddy', but I think we'll kill you first, THEN talk," Snake said, and he took out a wand. "You know what's cool about this stick, Downy?"

"No, what?" Downy asked, smirking as if he knew the answer.

"It was the same kind Draco used. He and I are similar, you know- no one thought he was man enough, just like how they thought of me as a kid… how Puggsy thought of me every time he kicked my ass." He faced me, his eyes dark. "Well, you don't know what I'm capable of… You don't know what I've done."

Good grief, did he actually rip-off a Harry Potter line?

"And now… Sectumsempra!"

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Fangs' POV

There I was, running… which I tend to do all the time. But this time was different, because I wasn't for my life. I was running for someone else's.

"Kassy, hold on!" I called, racing down the hall. An illusion of my werewolf-half, Fangface, stood right next to me.

'(grr) Hurry, Fangs! We've gotta save 'em!' Fangface was telling me.

"I already KNOW that!" We reached a door, and I tried to open it, but it was locked. I pounded my fist on the door. "Kassy! Track! Are you in there?"

"The door's locked!" Kasandra called to me. "And we're- LOOK OUT!"

I heard zapping and gunshots from inside. "I'm coming in!" I took a few steps back, and ran shoulder-first, trying to break the door down… only as a result I ended up being the one hitting the ground.

'(grr) Just look at the moon and let ME do it!' Fangface snapped.

I hated transforming into him. It felt creepy being a werewolf… and the transformation always made me dizzy. But for the sake of my wife and friend, I obeyed, looking out a window at the moon, turning into him. Through his eyes, I saw him slamming into the door and breaking it, being blinded by a flash of light.

When the light dimmed, I saw that there was a broken-down bot… and nothing but a cross-necklace on the floor. Putting two-and-two together, I came up with one conclusion.

Kasandra and Tracker were gone.

"No…" Fangface and I both said, on our knees and sobbing.

When I woke up, I was trembling. That dream made no sense to me… yet like all my other dreams, it felt as if it had happened before. That I actually had a wife named Kassy, and she was actually destroyed by a robot, and… that I was really a werewolf.

That last part really sounded loony to me, but before I could think more into it, a hand grabbed me shoulder. "Yikes!" I gasped, but a hand covered my mouth.

"Shh, it's just me, don't worry." Kristy said, untying my hands. I looked over, seeing that a couple cloaked figures were knocked out. She helped me up, and we ran out of the room. "C'mon, we've got to find the others FAST."

I felt relieved to be with her and out of harm's way for the moment…

Now if only there was a way for me not to feel creeped out in this weird place! I remember being here before a long time ago, when Puggsy got kidnapped by Edward Jr., which was a freaky experience because he was a vampire and there was a cat-creature with us…

…and I found a little werewolf on my head, who turned into Baby Fangs…

…who showed me a picture of that 'Fangface' werewolf and him burying Puggsy in the sand…

…and that was the day I found out…

"Oh my gosh…" I gasped.

"What?" Kristy asked.

I gulped. "You're not gonna believe this, but I just remembered I'm a werewolf!"

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Kristy's POV

I wasn't really knocked unconscious, but in order to keep from getting killed, find out where we were being taken to, who had us, and save myself another headache, I faked our attackers out.

They dragged us to Cibil's Café, dragging us down to this basement made up of different hallways. I was separated from the others, but luckily I caught a glimpse of the room Fangs was thrown in. Once I was alone with my guards, I knocked them out, grabbed their guns, and made my escape to save the others, starting with Fangs.

…Who finally figured out he was a werewolf, though he didn't seem too happy about it. "So, you finally found out, huh?" I said with a smile, hoping it would ease down his shock.

It didn't… actually, it seemed to make it worse. "What? You mean you knew?" He gasped.

"Well… yeah, we all did."

"Biff? Kim? Pugs? All my friends?" he seemed to go pale. "I can't believe this… and they never told me? Who else knew?"

"Well, counting me and your friends, um… Everyone but you."

His eye began to twitch. "I don't understand… Why didn't they tell me?"

"You'll have to ask them later. Right now, we'd better find 'em and get out of here,"

I took him by the hand, guiding him down the hallway. He was trembling, but said nothing more… something that bothered me. No matter what kind of situation we'd be in, Fangs always had something to say, and Puggsy would have to swat him with his hat to get him to quiet down.

I guess finding out you're a werewolf can take a lot out of you, even if you're Fangs.

We stopped at a door, hearing zapping and shouting. "Sectumsempra!" *Zap!* "Sectumsempra!" *Zap!*

"C'mon, bro, let ME have a turn!" came another voice.

"How about if ya both stop zappifying me before I-" came a familiar, obnoxious remark.

"SECTUMSEMPRA!" came a different voice.

*Zap!*

"YEOW!"

"It's Puggsy!" Fangs gasped.

I looked inside the room. Sure enough, Puggsy was bound and gagged, and looked pretty beat up, and a pair of guys were zapping him with a wand, leaving cuts all over his body. I held up the gun in my hand and, aiming perfectly, shot at them.

*BANG!*

"WHOA!" The black-haired kid gasped as I shot the wand out of his hand. "What the hell?"

"Fangs, get Pugs!" I ordered, then shot at the brown-haired kid when he tried to grab the wand. I picked it up instead and snapped it in half.

"HEY! I paid thirty bucks for that, you dumb bitch!" The black-haired kid snarled. In response I shot a good chunk of his hair off. "Yipe!"

"Don't call me a 'bitch', boy," I sneered, having a Texas-drawl.

Fangs untied Puggsy and helped him run, and we left the room, leaving the two boys stunned. As I looked at Puggsy, my stomach almost lurched. He had a cut over his eye and across his cheek, all over his arms and legs, and a few gashes in his shirt. It was amazing that he could still run, each step probably a pain for him.

"Fangs, I know you probably won't want to hear this right now, but you're going to have to change into Fangface," I said.

"Yeah, about that…" Fangs replied, turning to Puggsy. "Why didn't you ever tell me?"

Puggsy rolled his eyes. "We did. You just never believed us," he scoffed.

Fangs thought about it. "Oh, yeah…" he then turned to me. "Do I really have to?"

"Unless you're up to facing a bunch of creeps," I said, shrugging.

He then turned to Puggsy. "Where's a picture of the moon?"

Puggsy held it up, and he transformed. "Arrooooo!" Fangface howled, then turned to Puggsy. "I gotcha now, Pugs! …Hey, how come you never told me I was human? Huh? Huh?"

"Leave him alone, Fangsy," I said. "He's in bad enough condition as it is." We heard footsteps and ducked inside an empty room, watching as a bunch of cloaked figures ran by. "We need to find the others. Fangface, you'll have to carry Puggsy-"

"I can walk!" Puggsy protested, standing up straight, though he stumbled a bit. "Snake didn't mess me up THAT bad…"

I gave him a look. "Yeah right. Just deal with it, or I'll say a food word and have him carry you in his mouth!"

Puggsy sneered, but heeded my order, allowing Fangface to carry him. …Boy, if Roxxy saw his position now, she'd bust her guts laughing.

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Roxxy's POV

I was standing in the room, staring out the window at the small grave, tears running down my eyes.

Poor Ricky…

I didn't want to do it, but it was worse to watch him suffer. He couldn't even change into a werewolf without going into a seizure, and his condition kept getting worse… It had to be done. I had to put an end to his pain.

Normally I didn't mind death. I had seen a lot of it… but in the past two weeks, I got too much. I had lost my friends, someone I loved, and now my beloved little dog… I kept losing loved ones left and right. Those who didn't die were taken away from me.

And I knew it wasn't going to stop. It would keep going on until I was finally gone…

I gripped my pocket knife tightly, pressing it into my wrist…

My eyes shot open and I looked around, seeing that I was bound and gagged in a room… and a man was standing in front of me, wearing a cloak. He had brown, messy hair, blue eyes, and looked hansom enough to give Taylor Lautner a run for his money. "Ah, you're awake. Good." he said with a smirk, and I could tell he wasn't so good-looking on the inside. "I was afraid you were dead, and I wouldn't get to have my fun."

I muffled thousands of smart-remarks, but my gag kept them from being heard.

He put his hands on my shoulders, and I had an urge to kick him where the sun don't shine. "Now now, don't be feisty. That's how our relationship came to an end in the first place, remember?"

I have him a look that easily read: "What the *bleep* are you talking about?"

"Hmm. I guess you still don't remember. Maybe we can start anew, then. After all…" he began to rub my shoulders. "You HAVE changed a bit…" he quickly pulled away, sighing. "But, not enough. You have a beautiful face, but your figure is still not good enough for me." he took out a knife then. "So, I guess I'll just kill you again. How would you like it? Across the throat as usual, or perhaps you'd like to cut your wrists and save me the trouble."

I was yelling so many curses right now, it would give the people at the FCC an ulcer. How did he know my dark secret? What did he mean by 'kill me again'? Why in the hell did I date a creep like him? And what the *bleep* was wrong with how I looked that wasn't good enough for him?

It dawned on me just then as I glared darkly at him.

He was the boy who slit my throat in the dream!

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Severus' POV

I couldn't let someone I loved die. Not again.

I had sworn I'd protect her after what happened, to make sure no one hurt her, to be at her side when she needed me, to make sure she never felt alone and always felt safe…

"Avara Kedavra!" came a shout, and there was a flash of green light…

I woke up, seeing that I was chained to the wall, and who to stand in front of me was none other than Wolfram. "I should have known you'd be behind this," I scoffed.

"Clever boy, but you're a little late in finding out about our ritual," Wolfram retorted, standing beside a cauldron. "Glad you're up though. You wouldn't want to miss out… especially since you're a part of it."

"What are you talking about? What ritual?"

"Why the ritual to bring Finneas back, boy. You see, you and him share a history. You and him used to be one-in-one, until your little friends interfered and split you both apart, and Finneas couldn't survive without you as a host and perished… Though his absence was temporary, for he knew how to keep a part of himself alive using this," he held up a shoe. "He got the idea from your memories, how you had information on 'storing' Kite's werewolf-half away until he retrieved an item that would awaken the creature within. So, with the last of his energy, Finneas shriveled away and stored himself in the object closest to him-"

"A sneaker?"

"Yes, not exactly mystical or sentimental, but it had to do. He reached out to anyone who had the shoe in their possession… that someone being the only one of his allies who could escape, Edward Jr., and together they recreated the Veni Con Yei in order to bring Finneas back."

"And you're part of this Veni Con Yei, no doubt."

Wolfram smirked. "Oh, not just 'part of'. My Somebody was the leader, yet he was destroyed the same time Finneas was, so now I stand in his place."

"Your Somebody…" My mind was racing, all this information jogging my memory. I knew a Somebody was the half of a Nobody (Kingdom Hearts logic), and as I stared at Wolfram, I suddenly figured it out. "You mean, he was…?"

"Yes… Marlow Bellington." he took out a knife then. "And now, it's time for me to finish what he started- beginning with the ritual."

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3rd Person POV

The two cloaked figures with Biff looked around, then ducked inside a room, untying his hands and his gag. "Hurry, before they figure out," one of them whispered, sounding female.

"I hope we're not too late to find the others," The other whispered, also sounding female.

"Hey, what's going on?" Biff demanded.

"No time to explain," The first female replied. "Swann, you help him- try to clue him in while you're at it. I'll find the others," with that, she ran out.

Biff looked at the girl. The hood covered her face, but he studied her hands… seeing the ruby-ring she wore. "C'mon, I think I saw where they were keeping Kim," she said.

"Hold it, I want answers, first." Biff said sternly, gripping her arm. "Who are you? Why are you helping me? What-"

He was interrupted when she kissed him on the lips… and his mind swelled with visions: His wedding day; playing outside with a little boy; facing off pirates; carrying a ruby necklace with him everywhere; proposing to a girl…

The same girl who was kissing him. "If that didn't help, I'm going to kill Edwin," she said to herself after pulling away, then grabbed his hand. "Lets go,"

Biff nodded. "After you…" he said, stunned.

They ran into the hallway, sneaking by and toward a room, hearing a commotion:

*WHAP! POW! SMACK! BAM! BONK!*

"OW! AUGH! OOF! UGH! ACK!" came a woman's cry.

"This is the room Kim's in!" The girl said. Without hesitation, they threw open the door-

Seeing Kim beating the snot out of Kara. "Don't you EVER-" she was saying, punching Kara's face. "Talk bad about my FRIEND-" *bam* "AGAIN!" *bam!*

Kara saw stars, then fell unconscious.

Biff stared, mouth agape. "Whoa, Kim!" he commented.

Kim brushed a strand of hair out of her face. "Well… she wouldn't shut up," she said, shrugging. "Have you found the others?" she then noticed the other girl. "And… who is this?"

Biff let out a sigh. "Kim, you're not going to believe this, but… this is my wife."

Kim opened her mouth to reply, but was cut off by a few yells, and looked over, seeing a wavy blonde-haired, green-eyed girl wearing a black jumpsuit-like combat outfit run down the hall. "I know where the others are," she said to them. "But we'll have to move fast- it won't take 'em long to notice a few cloaked men hanging by their underwear from a chandelier,"

Deciding to save questions for later, they followed the girl down the hall. "Um… who are you, anyway?" Kim asked her.

"Jackebelle, but you can call me Jackie, now keep running!"

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Roxxy always hated seeing stupid villains in movies, the ones who always forgot to check to make sure the heroes didn't have any useful gadgets or weapons on them, but right now she decided not to complain about a mastermind's lack of brains, but be thankful for it.

In other words, no one checked to make sure she didn't have her pocket-knife, which she used to saw away her bonds, helping her punch Keith in the face when he came near with his knife. "So, don't think I'm good enough, huh?" she sneered, punching him again. "Think I'm just a pretty-face and nothing more, eh?" *bam!* "Kill me again, oh?" *bam!* "I don't remember you that well, but I know that you're not much of a stud yourself!" *bam!*

Keith glowered and grabbed her fist when she swung again, throwing her onto the floor and pinning her down, keeping a knife at her throat. "Damn, you've gotten bitchier over the years, haven't you?" he commented. "Well, I'll make sure you don't give anyone shit ever again, and your husband will thank me for it too!"

Roxxy kicked upward, nailing him in the privates, and throwing him off of her. "I have a husband?" she questioned.

"Husband, two kids, and a whole bunch of dead relatives who you'll be joining soon!" Keith lunged, but only ended up running face-first into Roxxy's fist.

She concentrated, memories suddenly forming in her mind… but kept seeing two different faces every time she thought about someone she could have loved before her amnesia struck…

Keith grabbed her by the wrist, but she kicked him in the face, running out of the room. "Come back… coward…" he choked out, though fell unconscious.

Roxxy ran down the hall to search for the others, but a pained cry stopped her in her tracks. "Severus!" she gasped, and ran to a room.

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"The DNA of the lost soul…" Wolfram was saying, reading a spell-book, and dropped a white hair into the cauldron. "The sacrifice of a minion," he dragged over a cloaked figure, who appeared to be dead and had the number 17 on his cape, and he threw it into the cauldron next. "The carrier of the stored soul…" he dropped the shoe in next.

Severus could only watch in horror, seeing that a misty figure was rising out of the cauldron… the new form of Finneas.

"And now, the blood of the host, who shall give him life!" Wolfram approached him with a knife, then cut his arm, catching some of his blood in a vial. "I hope you enjoyed your body, Severus, because once you fuse with Finneas once more, you'll never get it back!" he then poured the blood into the cauldron.

Severus screamed as the misty form shot toward him, slipping into his chest… he felt pain. No! Get out of me! Get… out… of… my… soul! he thought, fighting.

There was a screech, and Finneas shot out. "I cannot possess him! Something is keeping me back!" he said in a raspy voice. "Something else has possession of him!"

"What should we do, my lord?" Wolfram asked.

Finneas hissed. "Kill him…"

Wolfram nodded and took out a gun, aiming at Severus.

*BANG!*

"Back away, you voodoo-ritual-following faggot!" Kristy snarled after shooting the gun out of Wolfram's hands, while Fangface and Puggsy rushed over to help Severus.

"STOP THEM!" Finneas screeched.

Wolfram grabbed his gun, and grabbed Puggsy by the back of the shirt, yanking him away. "No one move, or the boy gets it!" he snapped.

"Man, I HATE that cliché!" another voice snapped, and Roxxy charged in and threw her knife, and it pinned into Wolfram's shoulder. He screamed in pain and dropped his gun, and Puggsy punched him in the face, knocking him into the cauldron, where the knife fell in.

Fangface broke Severus' chains and grabbed him, and they all ran out, meeting Biff and Kim and a couple girls in the hallway. Finneas let out an angry screech that could be heard from miles, alerting the rest of the Veni Con Yei.

"Time to run," Jackie said, and she led them out of the maze and out of the café.

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A/N: Well, I hope I solved a few things for you guys. If not, things will become clear in the next chapter or so. Right now, I'm gonna stop here because it's already been 13 pages and my fingers are cramping.

In the meantime, review, but do not flame or a chicken will steal your underpants.