A/N: The final part of the New Years part Yes! Finally! Now I can write the Valentine's chapter. It took a full month to do this! Sorry I'm just so glad it's finally over.

I'm also not feeling my best today, so since I finished early today I thought why not update. It makes me feel better and it gives you guys a new chapter to read. But enough about that!

TD Fan: Thanks! It's been a while since I've had one of your nice reviews!

Gucci Mane Laflare: Thanks. I kinda like leaving things on cliffhangers for some weird reason.

Not much more to say really, so on with the story!


Courtney's P.O.V

I was outside the building, getting interviewed by the television crews, when someone said something about their screen flickering. Soon everyone's phone screens were flickering and no-one knew what was going on until Scarlett's face appeared.

"I see my decryption code succeeded in taking over," She spoke, "That's wonderful! Now listen very closely, future followers of me."

The street was filled with silence as we all looked at our screens, anticipating what was next. People stood in groups, all huddling around one phone, or pulling out their own as the redhead cleared her throat.

"Right now, I have around forty students in my control," The redhead smirked as she played with a rubber band, "If you haven't noticed that's half the amount of students admitted this year."

"Get squadron 20 over here fast," I heard a officer say into their radio.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," Scarlett tutted as she looked at the confused crowd, "It'll only make me release the storm earlier than expected."

"What storm?" Someone asked.

"The storm that will later everyone's personalities of course," The redhead grinned, "You'll see soon enough."

I shivered as I heard her words. That didn't sound too good. If we all switched personalities then that would mean... I shiver at the thought. There is no way I'm going to become a neanderthal like Duncan.

"While we wait for that to arrive," Scarlett continued as if she were teaching kids, "We're going to enjoy a nice scene. A battle scene."

We then heard the sound of mechanisms moving before the redhead smirked.

"Enjoy the bloodshed," She then left the view of the camera and we heard Izzy yell.

"Where the fuck are you Scar!"


Izzy's P.O.V

I dashed about the hall, looking for Scar. She was in the middle of giving one of her boring monologue thingy-ma-jigs, when I burst in with my giant army.

"Ah, Izzy," I could see her teeth glinting in the light, "Have you come to aid your maternal cousin?"

"Dafuq?" I raised a brow at her, "Scar you've gone crazier than me, and I'm pretty psychotic. Maybe we should-"

"I am perfectly sane, Isabelle," Her green eyes flashed.

"You're showing a sign of the crazies, Scar," I say as I gradually approach her.

"I'm not and you know it," Scarlett lowered her gaze, "I really hoped we'd agree Isabelle."

"Stop calling me by my full name!" I whined as she stomped on the ground.

"Stop calling me Scar!" She shot back.

"Never!" I look at her, determined to have my way.

"Very well then," She spoke in her normal tone, before an army of robot clones came to her, "If you really want to be difficult, then I'll be difficult too."

I groaned as she hid in the crowd of robot copies. It was difficult to tell if they were the real deal or not. I rolled my eyes knowing what it would mean: This was going to be a long battle...

"Attack!" I yelled and we all sprung into battle.


Dawn's P.O.V

I grunted as Mal pinned me against a tree. His face was near mine and I could feel the anger and malice radiating off him as I tried to get away. It seemed like he felt betrayed by me, for some weird reason, and I couldn't help but feel at fault. I know why he felt like this, why all the alter egos did, but I couldn't tell you. It'd reveal way too much.

"So the little fairy princess isn't a powerful as we think," Mal chuckled as he held me still.

"What do you want?" I growled as I glared at him.

"You know exactly what I want," He smirked, "Answers."

"What about?" I smirk back.

There were a million and one things I knew that he didn't. If he really wanted to get an answer then, he'd have to try harder than that.

"You know what," I heard the flick of a pocket knife, "If not, I'll force it out of you."

"I never thought you'd do this, Mal," I sigh as I could feel the coolness of the blade against my thigh, "We were friends."

"We were friends before you changed," He 'corrected'.

"Mal- hey!" I felt the tip prick my skin through my tights.

"You either spill it now, or you get a new scar," He threatened.

"You wouldn't," I glared at him, my fists clenched.

"I would," He answered.

"Fine," I say coolly, "You want the truth? I changed."

"No shit," Mal scoffed.

"Are you gonna let me explain or not?" I glared at him, my teal eyes softening his dark brown ones.

"Fine," He mumbled.

"I changed because one day I saw what I was doing to the world," I softly reached down towards my thigh, "I saw that my actions affected others and I wanted to change that." My finger had now wrapped around the hilt, without Mal noticing. He kept his gaze on my face, which remained impassive. "And decided to changed because of that, even if it hurt everyone else."

I could make out the glimmer of tears in his eyes and knew that me leaving had affected him. We used to talk all the time and had a really good friendship, but then I left.

"By why did you change?" He asked, his voice was quiet, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because I needed to," I answer as I slowly take the knife, "I decided that it was best. I knew you wouldn't want to change."

"I'll be back next year," He chuckled before I then saw a panicked expression on his face before he fell face first to the ground.

"Mike! I mean Mal!" I rushed to his side and checked his pulse.

I sighed in relief as I felt it before tying my hair into a ponytail and looking towards the college building.

"If Mal's down then so are Val and Cady," I smile determinedly, "Now it's time to deal with Scarlett, before she manages to take over."


Zoey's P.O.V

I rushed into the hall, knowing that Scarlett would be there. I had smeared mud on my cheeks and had ripped the bottom of my short to have something to tie my hair back. I remember the last time I did this I was in middle school. I went full commando on everyone that day...

Shaking away those thoughts, I open the doors to the room to see robot parts littered everywhere. Wires, body parts and all sorts of chips were scattered across the room as students, and what appeared to be several Scarletts, fought viciously.

I winced as Kitty managed to drive a metal pole right through a Scarlett's torso.

"Another one down!" Beth high-fived her.

"And so many more to go," Emma sighed as she chopped another Scarlett in half.

"Zoey!" Izzy ran up to me, "Scar's hiding in these clones!"

"Clones?" I looked at all the Scarlett's.

They were all fighting groups of students, who fought back with equal ferocity. It looked like a recreation of a world war.

"Yep," Izzy spoke before shooting at something, "I need help finding the real deal and I know how. But I need you to play along."

"Ok..."

Before I could protest, Izzy had bounded me in rope and lifted me.

"Scar! I have your secret weapon!" She shouted before winking at me.


Izzy's P.O.V

I smiled as my cousin approached me, stopping her army of clones from attacking. My plan was working! But is it smart enough to outsmart Scarlett?

"I knew you would come to your sense soon Isabelle," Scarlett nodded as she looked at Zoey, "So? Is she in Commando mode?"

"Nope," I say, my green eyes glistening, "But she's almost there."

"That's wonderful," I saw Scarlett eyes Zoey carefully, "With her I'll be able to."

Within seconds, a bunch of people in uniform rushed into the room, bursting through the roof and walls. I could hear the sound of a helicopter and soon I felt the familiar coolness of handcuffs.

"Sorry Izzy," Dustin, the officer who knew who I was, sighed, "But we have to go by protocol."

"It's fine," I smile, "At least Scar will see justice." I then heard her howl in despair.

"And the help she needs."


Zoey's P.O.V

I smiled as I saw the campus once again. I'd never thought that I'd be happy to see the place, but after the two days I spent being interrogated, I was actually glad.

Though I'd been in jail for two days, I knew that it was an easy case to solve. Since Scarlett was power driven and the police had multiple witnesses saying she brainwashed Mike, Amy and Katie, the case was a simple. It was an open and close case, with Scarlett being admitted into a psychiatric hospital.

It was a shame that she got locked away though. She had such a bright future ahead of her.

"Zoey!" Gwen, Jasmine, Amy and Dawn tackled me.

"Hey guys," I hugged them back, "Anything change while I was gone?"

"You'd be surprised," Gwen chuckled.

"We've got to show you the new building though!" Jasmine smiled, and Amy nodded.

"Ok, lead the way!" As I followed them, I couldn't help but notice that Dawn was a little too quiet.