By the time the sandstorm waned. The bikers were gone. The team plasma members and Andrew had vanished along with them.

"Andrew!" Kenya yelled, looking around. "Where are you?" Bianca ran over to the spot the bikers were parked at. Kenya watched the street musicians slowly start playing music again. "Hey! Any of you guys know where those bikers went?" They hardly looked up. Kenya approached the nearest one playing guitar and got in his face. "Hey!" The guitarist looked up.

"The Black Empoleon took them to their hideout in Driftveil. You'll never see them again."

"They have to cross the bridge to get to Driftveil," Kenya ran to Bianca. "Come on! We have to hurry!"

"Is Andrew okay?" Bianca asked, struggling to keep up. Kenya let out Druddigon.

"Fly over the bridge and intercept the bikers!" Druddigon trudged alongside Kenya, flapping its wings pathetically.

"I don't think it can fly," Bianca commented. Kenya saw the bridge coming into view.

"Fine, we'll have to run then!"

"They're on motorcycles, aren't they? There's no way we'll catch up!" Kenya returned Druddigon as it started to fall behind. Kenya stopped.

"I know that!" She turned, cutting off Bianca. "We can't just give up, you get that. Right? If we go to Driftveil, there might be someone there who knows where those jerks put up shop. Then we can waltz in and get Andrew back."

"You want to fight them?" Kenya made a frustrated noise and turned away from Bianca.

"Just!" Kenya paused. "Just come on." Kenya started walking towards the bridge. She glanced over her shoulder. Bianca was standing still. "Bianca!" Bianca shook her head. "What's wrong with you? Do you want Andrew to get hurt?" Bianca started crying. Kenya ran off. It would take her half an hour to reach the Driftveil Drawbridge. Unfortunately, the bridge was being raised just as she arrived. She yelled at the operator but he said it wouldn't be raised until morning. Andrew was taken into Driftveil city. He'd wake to find himself chained up with four members of team plasma.