Black: YEAH! THAT'S RIGHT!! Chapter 16 is here!

Naomi: o.0 You people are still here??? WHAT ARE YOU, DEMENTED?!! GET OUT WHILE YOU STILL CAN!!

Nikita: AHHH!! AHAHH!!! *runs around screaming in circles*

Black: NIKITA! NAOMI! SHUT UP AND START THE FIC ALREADY!!

Naomi and Nikita: Okay! Okay! Fine! START THE FIC!!

Chapter 16-Help Needed!

Erin's jaw dropped. "No fucking way…" She muttered.

Her entire form was quivering, shaking uncontrollably with fear.

Nikita nodded. "I'm sorry. Its true…"

"W-when did this start happening?" She stammered.

"Today, actually. But he said that he's been in my subconscious my whole life." He sighed, leaning against the door with his hands behind his head, staring up at the ceiling.

Erin shook herself out of her temporary spell of fear, and took a few calming breaths. "Okay…okay…okay…" She muttered softly, starting to pace slowly around the corridor in a tight circle. "Okay…okay…" She stopped. "Man, this is not good."

"Is there any way that you can boot him out? Like an exorcism or something?" Nikita asked hopefully.

Erin shook her head. "No, this is the prophecy, the one that I feared that would come to life…"

"'Prophecy?' What the hell are you talking about, Erin?" He asked curiously.

Erin took another deep breath, but shook her head. "Its nothing…just something I heard…"

Nikita gave her a death glare. "Erin…" He grunted, his fists clenching involuntarily.

She gave him an embarrassed laugh. "I'll tell ya later…we've gotta get to work repairing those zoids…"

Nikita gave her a look, but decided to let her change to subject. "Okay, but we'll never get those zoids repaired in time!"

At this comment, she gave him a wry smile. "Oh yes we can…we just need to call in the expert…"

"'The Expert?'" He repeated curiously. Then the idea dawned on him. "Oh, yeah! Him!" He exclaimed. "That would certainly help us out…"

Erin looked at her watch. "Hm…its about 3:45…the battles at six, right?"

Nikita nodded. "Yeah, six on the dot."

She thought for a minute, and nodded. "Yeah, he should be free by now. He hasn't been doing much besides working as a freelance zoid repairman, anyway…"

"Cool, that should work." He stated as they started on their way into the hanger where the zoids where parked.

"Okay, I'll be back in like half an hour, with him, my stuff, and probably his zoid. Can you hold out until then?" She asked, opening the door, but turning back at him, cocking an eyebrow.

He nodded. "Yeah, sure. As long as we can fight, I'm good."

She smiled at him, and waved slightly. "Toodles." She said, as the door shut behind her, and she got into her zoid, and ran off to find "The Expert."

Nikita, on the other hand, decided to go get changed into something else before he started to help out the rest of the team with the zoids.

Half an hour later…

"Nikita, pass me that socket wrench?" Brad asked Nikita from underneath the Shadow Fox's belly.

Nikita picked up the tool, and handed it to him. "Here ya go."

"Thanks, man." He said, screwing in the last bolt to seal it up again. He slid himself out from underneath the Fox, and wiped the sweat off of his forehead. "Man, how the hell are we gonna do this? We still have to repair the Liger, the Raynos and the Jackal!"

"Don't worry so much about it, Brad! We can do it!" Bit said enthusiastically.

Brad glared at him. "No we can't, you optimistic doofus. We're royally screwed, and that's that."

Bit glared at him, and stuck up the middle finger at him, and then went to go fetch something from the toolbox.

"I love you too, Bit." Brad said in sarcasm, making extra sure the blonde-haired warrior could hear him.

"Guys! C'mon!" Jamie interrupted. "Stop being so negative, Brad!"

Brad gave Bit another death glare, and both muttered, "Whatever." And then went about their business.

Nikita sighed, and closed his eyes in thought. C'mon Erin…where are you?

Suddenly, all of their heads snapped up when they heard a red Blade Liger skid to a stop into the base, followed by a black Gustav with a trailer on its back with a zoid covered with a blue tarp on it.

Nikita's eyes gleamed hopefully, and he ran to the Gustav and the Blade Liger when they had come to a full stop.

The Blade Liger's cockpit opened up, and Erin jumped out, a duffel bag in her left hand, and a wrapped up bundle on her back in addition to the broadsword, and another duffel bag in her right hand.

"I'M BAAACK!" She exclaimed, dropping the duffels to the ground. "And I brought some help for you guys!"

The cockpit of the black Gustav opened, and out jumped a man about Nikita's age dressed in blue jeans, a green T-shirt, and black Converse high-tops. He had hazel eyes and red hair which was covered with a backwards Yankee cap, and had on black finger-less gloves.

"Okay, what needs fixin' around here?" He shouted, looking around the base wildly.

Nikita looked at him oddly for a second, and spoke. "Tim?"

The boy looked at Nikita in surprise. "Nikita? That really you man?"

They both seemingly stared at each other for a few minutes, and each charged the other, and slapped five, laughing in hysterics.

"Oh my freakin' god! Nikita, what the hell are you doing here you crazy bastard?!!!!" Tim shouted in surprise. "I thought you moved out towards the country!"

"I did! But I got a spot on the team, so I live here now!!" He exclaimed, equally as happy at seeing his old friend.

Tim backed away for a second, and raised an eyebrow. "Dude, what the hell happened to your hair?"

Nikita chuckled sheepishly. "Don't ask, Tim, just don't ask…"

"So, you think we should quit the talking and get to work?" Erin asked impatiently, tapping a foot on the ground.

Tim nodded. "Yeah, sure, just let me go back to the Gustav and get my-"

Nikita cut him off. "I already put one out for you. Do you trust my judgment?"

Tim's eyes nearly welled up in tears.  "YOU HAVE YOUR CD'S TOO??!! ALRIGHT!! THIS IS GONNA BE SOO MUCH FUN!!!"

Nikita chuckled again. "Yeah, I figured that's what you'd say…"

He walked over to the radio that they kept in the hanger, and put in a copy of the album "Year of the Spider" by Cold, and then turned up the volume so they could all hear it.

…And so began the major work on all the zoids…

One hour later…

Nikita wiped away the beads of sweat that had collected on his face, and screwed in place the last bolt that would finish up the Liger Zero's repairs. "Whew! All done." He sighed as he slid out from underneath the zoid, and onto his feet.

Meanwhile…

While Nikita had been helping out fixing up all the zoids, Leena had been sleeping in her room, trying to figure out what was going on with Nikita.

I know that whatever he's going through has a lot to do with us having the same dream…those dreams weren't just any old dream or nightmare…that was something terrible…

There was a knock at the door, jarring her thoughts. "Who is it?"

"Is this Leena's room?" A female voice asked.

"Yeah, who wants to know?" She asked threateningly.

"Its Erin Prazan, I'm a friend of Nikita's…"

She blinked curiously. "Sure, come in…" What does she want I wonder…?

The door opened, and Erin walked in, smiling. "Sorry, I just wanted to meet you…its not often you get to join the Blitz Team for a few days…"

Leena smiled. "Oh, you're a newbie?"

Erin looked at her funny. "No, just new to the team. Doc hired me cause he said we needed manpower…"

"Yeah, cause I got injured…" Leena muttered bitterly.

Erin looked slightly confused. "Um, is something the matter?"

Leena sighed. "No, nothings the matter."

Erin gave her a look, one that said, "Don't bullshit me."

She sighed. "Whatever." She said as she got up to leave.

Now Leena was confused. "Why are ya leaving?"

"I just remembered, that I have to move my stuff into one of the rooms…" She said as she opened the door to leave. "It was very nice meeting you, Leena." She said as she walked out of the room.

Leena looked deeply confused. "What a strange girl…"

Black:…And so ends another chapter…

Naomi: …

Nikita: …

Black:…uh…okay…whatever…um, review, and wait for the next chapter!