Anthony squinted his eyes open. At first he couldn't see much of anything, just two blurs standing in front of him. After a couple of seconds, he could clearly see who was in front of him.

"Wakey wake Mr. Thing man. Have a nice rest?" Anthony tried to move, but soon found the strong pain in his right arm, the arm he had been shot in. He was tied tightly to a wooden chair. It resembled a fish type of smell. Not very pleasant.

"Wh..wher.." Anthony tried to talk, but he couldn't finish the sentence.

"Remember me? No? Well, let me introduce myself. My name is Madison Lee. I'm single, I hate the "angels", and I think you're hot." Anthony raised an eye brow at the last comment. Madison, with a evil type of smile, slowly made her way over to Anthony.

"I'm going to kill your little wife first, just so you can see her die..." Madison kissed him lightly on the lips. Anthony quickly jerked his head away, giving her his serious glare.

"Huh? You're not ready for that yet? Well, I'll let you get used to the fact that Dylan will die tonight, and you'll be mine." With that, Madison stroked Anthony's cheek, then walked away. Ben following her.

"Dyl...Dylan."

*****

"I can't believe that bitch! She stroke at the perfect time too, when Anthony was weak. I know we're walking into a trap but I can't leave Anthony there with that witch." Dylan muttered to her friends as she sped towards the Marina.

"I'm sure he's alright, and I'm pretty sure we can take Madison down. We did it once, we can do it again." Alex reassured her friend.

Dylan's heart was beating a mile a minute. She was freaked. Where Anthony was, Madison was, which most likely meant that her father would be there. She had to face both of them in the same night?

*****

"Ah, angels. What a surprise." Madison paused. "No, I shouldn't say it like that!" Madison was standing in front of her mirror, practicing what she would say to her enemies when they arrived.

What? You don't think these evil sentences come out all by them selves with out practice do ya?

"Madison, they're hear." Ben said, opening the door to one of the rooms on the small boat.

"Perfect. Get Anthony ready and the gas masks. I'll get the chemicals."

*****

Dylan parked in a nearby pile of dead grass. It was only a short walk to the glimmering night water, boats resting on the blanket of wet water colors. It made Dylan think of Chad. Oh God. What if she ran into Chad? That wouldn't be good.

"Let me go in first." The other girls nodded, and let their friend walk ahead.

Dylan saw a slightly larger boat resting at the dock. It screamed Madison. Dylan started slowly walking toward it, when a green type of gas went up her nostrils. She was out.

*****

"Well if it isn't the lovely Dylan, here to save her husband from the likes of me. How cute." Dylan opened her eyes to Madison. Do to the fiery fall when Dylan last saw her, she had slight scares on her forehead a the tips of her shoulders, but it wasn't that bad.

Dylan saw Madison, she was sitting on Anthony's lap, about seven feet away from her, stroking his cheek as she rubbed her leg against his. Anthony squirmed in his seat, desperately wanting to get away from this demon.

Dylan wanted to kill her.

"Madison. I see you survived. What a shame." Madison gave her a sarcastic smile as she stood up.

"You know Dylan. When you girls are all dead, me and Anthony over here are going to make a cute couple." Dylan glared at Madison.

"Keep away from him." Madison laughed at Dylan. The laugh that screamed, "I have the power to do what ever I want and a stupid little angel like you can do nothing about it".

Dylan heard a slight moan from the left side of the room. It turned out to be Natalie, who was tied up to a wooden chair, accompanied by Alex. Then, he came in.

"Hey darling. I've been looking forward to this moment for a long time." Dylan tried to move, maybe to get out of the chair, but soon found out that she couldn't move her arms.

"The chemicals you breathed in don't allow you to move anything from the neck down. A little bonus in me killing you." Ben held up a gun, pointing it at her head as he strolled over to her.

"Hey "daddy", I jut wanted to let you know that I hate your guts for dong what you did to Anthony, among other things." Ben gave a little laugh.

"I don't think you get the rules. You see, the person without the gun doesn't have permission to diss me, or else the person with the gun will shoot the person without the gun. Do you get it now?" Ben held the gun up the Dylan's forehead.

"Got any last words?"

"I do." Ben turned around. There stood Charlie, gun in hand, pointing it at Ben.

"Nobody, and I mean nobody hurts my girls." Charlie pulled the trigger. Dylan closed her eyes to the sound of the gun shot. She felt her father falling against her limp body, then harshly landing on the boat's floor.

"Hello girls." Charlie said, his voice a bit weaker. Dylan could feel a tear run down her cheek. The only father in the world that she had was now dead. Laying on her boots, dead as a door knob.

"Charlie..." Charlie untied Dylan, her stilling not being able to move, Charlie hugged her.

"I'm sorry. It was either you or him." Suddenly, there was a gun to Charlie's head. Madison.

"Good morning Charlie!" Madison said in a sarcastic manner. Charlie exhaled, closing his eyes as he stood back up, level to Madison.

"Madison, don't do this." Madison bit her upper lip with a smile.

"Oh, but I will..."