Look, Sakura, I updated!!  Don't take away my Zim tapes!!  Pleeeeeaaaasssseeee?  *Sniff*  and yes…I do have pictures…a miiilllion pictures.  (GIR-like)But mah scanner's all broken, an' Ah can'ts get 'em into da computer. 

Yes…Legolas is mah fave…Luthuviel is elvish-kinda, and…yeah…I'm done!  Go read now!!

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ZaiFae sat slowly up, one hand to her pounding head.  It was dark, but there was enough light filtering into her eyes to enable her to see.  She was in an alleyway, and she could see, across the road, several fire engines.  The low, flickering red light of a fire threw odd shadows over the trash littered around the front of the alley, but didn't directly reach her back here.  She heard the crunch of boots on gravel, and she saw Lightwing come into her view, in her natural form.  Lightwing crouched down by her.  She looked out at the street.

            "You okay, Irken?" she asked.

            ZaiFae blinked.  "I guess…what happened?"

            "The restaurant exploded," Lightwing said matter-of-factly.  

            "Oh…yeah," ZaiFae said.  "I remember that now…" She rubbed her head and slowly stood up.  Lightwing stood up also, and the two stood, staring together in morbid fascination at the flames as the licked up the sides of the buildings on either side of the restaurant.  A sudden thought occurred to her.

            "The kids…where are the kids?!"

            Lightwing stiffened up.  "I…I don't know," she admitted.  "I looked, after I got you out, but I couldn't find them.  I don't think they would have left-"

            "-not of their own wills, anyway," ZaiFae interrupted.  Lightwing shot her a glare and continued.

            "So that's why I think something happened to them," she finished.  "I don't know what, though."

            ZaiFae bit her lip worriedly.  She shifted her weight from foot to foot uncertainly, debating internally whether or not to stay here.  If she did, they might come back.  They might just be waiting somewhere for the people to leave before coming out.  On the other hand, if she and Lightwing left to look for them, they would be able to find them faster, wherever they were.

            "Why don't you call him?" Lightwing said, disturbing her reflections.  ZaiFae looked up.

            "What?"

            "Reno.  Call Reno.  Don't you both have communicators in your little pod thingies?"

            ZaiFae smacked her forehead.  "Of course!!" she exclaimed.  She tried to activate the communicator module in her pod, but all she got as a response was an electrical fizzle.  "Oh crap…"

            Lightwing snickered.  "It's fried," she said with a laugh.  ZaiFae glared at her.

            "Help me fix it," she said angrily.  "Now!"  Lightwing sighed and helped ZaiFae remove the pack from her back, lay it out on the ground, and begin to tinker with it.

            It was not long until they had the thing fixed.  ZaiFae let it reattach to her back, and activated the communication arm.  She and Lightwing moved back into the shadows, and she pressed the button to buzz Reno.

            Before he picked up, though, she felt a presence behind her and a burning pain in her waist.  She fell to her knees, gasping with the pain.  She turned in time to see a shadowy figure raise an iron bar and slam it into Lightwing's head.  The Dae-uial fell to the ground, amazingly unconscious.  Their assailant stepped out of the shadows, revealing a spidery-thin form almost identical to ZaiFae's.  Even, the out fits were similar, only his was in various shades of red and black instead of red and pink like hers.  She scrambled away from him-and it was a him.  He possessed the kink-tipped antennae of males.  The figure smiled evilly and moved forward.  ZaiFae scrambled back, away from him.  He lunged for her, and it was then Reno answered his communicator.

            "Mom?  Mom, is that you? Over," his voice said.

            ZaiFae pressed the button to talk back, but the figure grabbed her and yanked her to her feet.  "What the hell?" she snapped as he wrenched both arms behind her back.  "Let me go, Red!  You asshole!"  She then remembered the communicator.  "Help me Reno!" she called into it.  "It's your fa-"  Red wrenched one of her arms up behind her back and she screamed, the pain was so intense.  He wrenched the communicator arm out of her back-pod and slammed it across her head.  The pain in her arm became trivial as a blossom of bluish-red blood seeped down into her eye.  She tried to blink it away, but couldn't.  She felt a sudden burst of pain in the small of her back, then nothing as unconsciousness overtook her.

Lightwing sat slowly up, gently clutching the back of her head.  It throbbed painfully, and when she took her hand away, the fingers were covered in blood.  She looked around, instinctively sticking her fingers into her mouth and sucking the vital fluid off. The alley was empty, but she could see marks in the dirt.  She carefully got up, fighting nausea, and went over to look at them.  Scuff marks and a few sweeping trails through the dirt, all concentrated in one area.  Then nothing.  Something in the corner of the alley gleamed as a car passed by.  Lightwing walked over to it and picked it up.  It was the comm. arm from ZaiFae's pod.

            Lightwing heaved a sigh and looked around.  She morphed back into her natural form and sprung to the top of a nearby building.  She looked around.  Nobody in sight.  Not that she really expected anyone, but…it was still good to check.  She closed her eyes, curled her hands into a cup, and concentrated.  In a flash of blue, a cell phone appeared in her hands.  She turned it on and dialed the number of the cell phone she knew Janella almost always had with her.

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