A/N: I am so sorry this is so late, and so short, and just... nyeh. I edited and re-edited and rewrote this thing way more than I should have. Luckily we'll be getting back to the regular chapters next time.
The final person - who was a human - stepped into the room, dragging behind him a near-limp figure. He dumped the captive unceremoniously into the corner. The unconscious male's desperate girlfriend raced over, clutching the weakened body close to her own.
"Relax, He's not hurt. As long as you both keep cooperating he'll stay that way." He took his seat on the far end of the room, a dark smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
Tensing further at the words, she let out an angry hiss. "I still don't see why you need me. ANYONE could do what you 'need' me for."
"True, but it's more fun - and more convenient - if we use you."
"You guys are psychotic!" She added a slew of curse words, which caused the other awake and living beings to ignore her altogether.
"The ninja are finally seeking help."
"Called it!" All those actively involved in this conversation stared at him, annoyed looks playing across their faces.
Rolling her eyes slightly, she fingered a strand of shoulder-length dirty blonde hair. "Well, it seems we've encountered a small hiccup in our plans."
All the attention turned towards her - even that of a particularly angry girl in the corner. "What do you mean?"
She glanced around. "Just a small detail we forgot to consider. It's rather unfortunate, Cole's choice in therapist. We can keep an eye on all the others but we'll have to figure out something different for him."
"Good." Came from the corner. "Maybe you will finally realize just how pointless all this is and give up."
The man in the brunswick green shirt shifted slightly, ensuring his back was turned toward the undesired (but necessary) figures. "It's a good thing we have as much time as we want to figure things out, then."
Yeah, as you can see, short and 'sweet'.
Of course, none of you thought that no one would notice the Ninja were no longer on patrol, right? Or that, I don't know, someone would want to take advantage of a weakened mental state or something. ;3