Disclaimer: I don't need a disclaimer for this chapter. This is a claimer. All characters in this chapter are mine!! (Ok, so I mentioned Yeerks, they aren't mine. Those guys belong to K.A. Applegate, but everything else is mine)

Cryos was astonished by what he saw. They had appeared in someone's house!

That had never happened before. The only time a wormhole had ever opened up indoors was in Washu's lab. But here they were in someone's living room.

The portal closed behind them just as the door opened and a teenage boy walked into the room.

"Alright! It's finally worked!" He shouted.

"What worked?" Asked Kentra.

"You're here! I've been waiting years for this plan to pay off." The kid said.

"What are you talking about?" Demanded Cryos.

"I created you! My real name doesn't matter anymore. My screen name's blacksheep998. Call me Sheep. I'm the creator of all this."

"You're what!?!?" Demanded everyone except Draco, who was knocking over every lamp in the room.

"One sec," Sheep pulled a tiny computer from his pocket and typed something in. All the lamps in the room were suddenly fixed and back upright.

"How'd you do that?" Cryos asked. He was frightened. Was this guy friend or foe?

"I told you. I'm the guy who created you. I created everything here."

"Maybe you should explain from the beginning." The threat in Zon's voice was obvious.

"Ok," Sheep started his story. "It started years ago when I got this handheld computer. It turned out that whatever I typed on it came true. I did all kinds of things with it. I helped people, I hurt people, some things I'm not proud of. But I enjoyed having this little magic computer. Of course, one day it broke. Naturally I didn't trust anyone else with it, so I fixed it myself. I almost did it too, I just mixed up two little wires…" Sheep drifted off into his memories.

"AND!?" Cryos prompted.

"What?" Sheep snapped out of it. "Oh yeah, when I tried to use it I got sent here. I've been stuck here ever since."

Draco had finished knocking over the lamps again, and in the near darkness, Cryos saw a flickering light coming through the closed blinds. He pulled up the window shade and saw… emptiness. A dark, swirling place cut through with lightning bolts. There was no ground, the house was floating in nothingness.

"Where IS here?" He asked.

"THAT," Sheep pointed at the world outside the window, "is the emptiness between worlds that you travel through whenever you go into a different Universe. It's my belief that my microcomputer pulls energy from this place. When I wired it backwards it caused a feedback loop that pulled me here."

Kentra looked sad for him. "How long have you been here?"

"Oh, I don't even remember anymore." He typed something on his handheld computer and a calendar appeared on the wall. Sheep flipped through the pages for a minute before answering. "About sixty years."

"But, you're-" Cryos started.

"A kid? Yeah, apparently you don't age here. But I've got a plan to get out. You see, I can still have some effect on the outside worlds. I can cause small changes that can cause bigger changes. That's how I created you, Cryos."

"What? How?" Cryos still didn't understand what was going on.

"Well, really I just set things into motion and hoped for the best. But I knew that this would happen eventually if I got everything set up properly. And that your coming here was my only chance at rescue."

"What about me?" Asked Zon.

"I didn't have anything to do with you, Kentra or Draco. You all came about on your own." Sheep told him.

"Wait," Cryos said, "Do you mean to tell me that you were responsible for my mom and dad getting blasted off into some far off Universe and me and Zeethra having to go off and find them?"

"Um… Indirectly." He admitted.

"And now you expect us to help you?"

"That was the plan."

Cryos glared at him. "Draco. Cook this guy."

Sheep typed on his computer and a muzzle appeared on Draco's face. Draco's fireball blasted it clear across the room. Sheep typed again muttering something about a titanium muzzle.

Draco tried breathing fire again, but it shot out his nostrils. The muzzle held.

"Come on Cryos," Sheep pleaded. "You can't say this was ALL bad. Look at you. You've met friends, seen strange places, for crying out loud you've got a fiancée! All of which you would never have had if your parents hadn't been sent to another Universe! Isn't that worth taking me home?"

Cryos sighed. "If that thing's got ultimate power," He asked, "why don't you just use it to send yourself home?"

"Because it can only effect matter. It Has more power here than anywhere else, but it still can't create a wormhole. I need you for that."

Cryos sat down on the couch and shoved Draco onto the floor. The stupid little lizard was still struggling with his muzzle.

"How are my parents" Cryos asked.

"Well they're still alive if that's what you're wondering. But they aren't going to be easy to rescue." Sheep told him.

"I don't know all the specifics, but I'll tell you everything I do know. They appeared in a world not unlike one the Universe I came from. But with one small difference, there is a species in this Universe called Yeerks. They are a parasite."

"What do they do?" Asked Kentra fearfully.

"A Yeerk in it's natural state isn't much more than a slug, but they have the power to get into the brain of another creature and take them over." Explained Sheep.

"So you're saying that Cryos's parents are held by these, Yeerks?" Asked Zon.

"Well, in a way." Sheep paused before continuing. "There is one Yeerk, a horribly mutated Yeerk who was the subject of a successful experiment to create a kind of Super-Yeerk. One who, instead of entering the bodies of it's host, absorbs the host's bodies into itself! Steeling their power and bodies for itself!"

Cryos jumped off the couch and slammed Sheep against the far wall. "Are you trying to say-"

"YES! That's who has your parents. In the last thirty years since your parents were lost this Yeerk has conquered the most powerful race in that Universe, and isn't done yet. He won't rest until every member of every race in every Universe is absorbed into him!" Sheep painfully picked himself up off the floor.

"Then we have to go and defeat this creature!" Shouted Zon. "In the name of all that is right! But how can we get there?"

"I can help!" Shouted Sheep and typed something on his computer. "There, now create a portal."

Cryos created a new wormhole. It was swirling madly. It defiantly opened up into deep space.

"Now," Said Sheep, "If you'd just be so kind as to create a portal that would send me home-"

"Shut it!" Cryos yelled at him. "If this portal works and I save my parents MAYBE I'll come back and help you." Cryos pulled the muzzle of Draco's face and said, "Draco, spaceship, now!"

Draco had to complain first. "Aww, but I wanted to smash some more stuff…"

"Later Draco, right now I need a spaceship."

"Ohhh… Well, alright." Draco transformed into his ship form, completely trashing Sheep's living room in the process.

Cryos, Kentra and Zon leapt into Draco's mouth and speed through the wormhole.

Maybe this is finally the end… Thought Cryos.

"Doubtfull," Muttered Sheep as the portal closed and he resumed typing on his microcomputer. "There'll probably be at least another ten chapters."