Disclaimer: (see chapter 1 for disclaimer)

A/N: sorry this took forever to get posted, there is no real excuse for this, besides the fact that school started and senior year, really sucks (way too much homework) Anyway – I enjoy this chapter.

Chapter 8

Tamitha and I quickly remorphed and Rachel picked me up and carried me into the theater while Tamitha walked fairly well hidden in between Cassie and Jake. Fortunately for us the lights in the theater had not been turned back on.

While Marco began to make his way to the bathroom the rest of us silently waited in the shadows. I'm ready, Marco called.

Tamitha and I slowly began to move out of the theater and we started to implement our plan. I grabbed her tail and she began to bark wildly, which effectively got the attention of the two guards positioned in the area out side of the theater. Tamitha then started to chase me into the next section of the museum and we now had three fat and angry security guards (or as Marco would say, rent-a-cops) tailing us. We passed the Bob-stic, making sure that it was still there. It was then that one of the guards decided to open fire on us.

Marco! I shouted ahead, you had better be ready for us.

I'm hearing something that sounds like a gun being fired, he said, What the hell is going on out there? When do you want me to open the door?

I was about to respond when I heard another gunshot fired followed almost immediately by a yelp and Tamitha shouting, Shit! Yesterday Marco. I could tell she was in a great deal of pain but she kept on running and muttering to herself, there is no pain, there is no pain.

I saw the bathroom door begin to open and I began to demorph as I ran through the door. As soon as I entered the bathroom Marco scooped me up and threw me out the window. I spread my wings and hit the ground with a slight thump instead of the splat that could have occurred.

When I landed I turned around and heard Marco shout something that sounded vaguely like, 'freaky.' A moment later Marco, in gorilla morph, hit the ground running as he jumped out of the bathroom window, taking a few bricks with him. He held something in his big hairy arms that look like a *much* smaller version of Tamitha's dog morph, which did appear slightly 'freaky.'

Fly dude, Marco shouted as he continued to run past me.

I quickly took off and hovered over the museum looking for the others, did they get it? I asked Marco.

Yeah, he replied, but they are now being chased by those nasty monster aliens and we need to haul ass.

How did the controllers sneak those things into the museum, Tamitha asked, clearly in pain, I thought they were huge?

Marco? Tobias, Tamitha? Cassie called, Where are you guys?

We're outside making our way to the meeting point, but we have a slight problem. Tamitha got shot and the wound is bleeding pretty bad -

-It's not that bad. Tamitha interrupted.

Well, somehow the controllers snuck the Zephryllis into the museum, Cassie said, and as soon as we grabbed the Bob-stic and exited through the emergency exit they began to chase us.

So, what do you want us to do? Marco asked.

It would be great if the three of you could- crap these guys are fast! Jake shouted, We'll meet you in the forest.

Marco, morph to bird, we need to go help them, Tamitha said as she attempted to release herself from Marco's grasp.

No, he replied, they told us to go to the meeting place.

How do you know that's what Jake was about to say? she said, still trying to escape, but to no avail.

Stop it, both of you! I shouted, we'll go over to where they are and see if they need any -

Help would be really nice right about now! Jake interrupted.

We're on our way, Tamitha said. Marco and Tamitha then morphed to birds and we quickly flew over the museum to the back, and what we say surprised a great deal.

How exactly is it that they are running from these aliens when they seem to be running towards them? Marco wondered.

They must be projecting images of themselves so that the others will run straight into a trap, Tamitha exclaimed. Hey! Stop! You're running into a trap, she told them.

What do you mean? Jake asked, there are more of them ahead of us?

No, I mean that they actual aliens are in front of you, waiting, not chasing.

What? Rachel asked, that doesn't make any sense. If that's true, then, what the hell is chasing us?

I'm thinking figments of your imagination because Marco, Tobias and I can't see them.

I believe that these Zephryllii have the ability to project images directly into our minds, therefore forcing us to believe that we are seeing things that are not truthfully there, Ax provided, amazing, simply amazing.

How can that be amazing, Marco wondered aloud. I suggest that we all move our butts out of here, because I think that they might have figured out that we aren't moving any closer.

Okay, listen, Jake said as he began to morph tiger and everyone else also began to assume battle morphs, the Bob-stic needs to be destroyed, and I really don't care how, any suggestions?

Tamitha should take it, I suggested, she's injured.

She began to protest but I think the loss of blood was getting to her and she nodded an okay.

Here it is, Cassie said as she handed it to her. How are you going to destroy it?

I'm not sure yet, she answered faintly, but I'll find a way. and she flew towards the forest and we prepared for battle.

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A/N: I have seriously begun to wonder if anyone is reading this story, so I guess that I will just continue it for my own pleasure.