Life went back to normal the next week, she kept close tabs on Persephone who would disappear sometimes, despite her best efforts to follow Mero's orders. They were walking to a door after another of her mistress's shopping trips when she saw Perse stop dead just ahead of her.

"Run Perse!" Pixel screamed as she saw the suit turn the corner just ahead of them. Perse froze as she looked up at the man in the suit, never before had she been so close to one of them. At least one of them who had the intention of killing her.

The man drew his gun and she was paralyzed with fear.

Pixel pulled out her sword and flew toward them as fast as she could. She pushed her feet out in front of her and slammed them into his chest, knocking him to the ground.

Perse took her chance and ran for the nearest door as quickly as she could considering what she was wearing and the fact that she had high heels on.

Pixel looked down at the agent and jumped with surprise. It was the same agent from LA. He kicked her off and she landed with a hard thud on the ground but immediately got to her feet again.

The agent had his gun drawn but seemed reluctant to fire. There was something he wanted.

"Why are you following me?"

"I am not following you!" she screamed as she dove for her sword but he grabbed at her. He held her forearm tightly and she was sure a bruise was already forming.

She delivered a punch to his chest but it didn't even make him flinch. "Answer. My. Question," he repeated. "I don't think I need to tell you what happens if you don't."

"You'll do the same thing to me that you're going to do anyway. That is all you agents do. Kill. Kill. Kill. Well if you're going to kill me then kill me! I'd rather that than this attempt at a conversation or whatever it is!" She screamed at him.

He stared at her from behind his glasses, the gaze making her go silent for she knew that's exactly what he was going to do. That's all agents did, it wasn't like they had feelings or anything. Just brutal killing programs.

And this one was like a brick wall in a suit. Unmoving. Unfeeling. Cold.

"If you don't answer my question I promise to prolong your suffering as long as digitally possible until you do. You know that isn't an empty threat so why are you resisting me? You know that resisting the system only causes death. Resistance causes pain."

"Yeah, and what exactly would you know about it? You don't feel!"

"I know what I need to know to destroy people like you." He said in the same seething voice. The singular, hate-filled tone.

"Do you feel anything?" she asked as she struggled to get her arm free. "Or are you as unfeeling as they say? You stupid underdeveloped program!"

"No one has ever insulted me and lived to tell about it."

"But you weren't going to let me live anyway!" she shouted at him.

"Good point," he said as he pushed his gun to her temple.

"So you feel nothing? Just a numb existence. Don't you even feel pain?"

The fact that he hadn't pulled the trigger told her that she had touched on a nerve. "What do you feel right now?"

"Hate," he said.

"Hate is an emotion. So you do feel." With that, he flung her across the alley and into the opposite wall.

"I hate exiles. I hate rebels. I want nothing more than to choke the life from every single one of them," he said as he advanced on her.

She dove past him, rolled and picked up her sword. She stood and held it toward him. "Let's see how much pain you can feel." She smiled wickedly, "let's see if you can bleed."

He took another step closer, and her sword was touching the fabric of his suit. She stared unblinkingly at him, not wanting to him to detect any fear.

He moved a little closer and the sword pierced the fabric of his suit. He leant as close as he could to her without having the sword cut into his skin and he reached up to his ear and pulled out his earpiece.

"I am going to let you live today." The statement almost made her drop her sword in surprise but sensing a trick she didn't let her guard down for a single second. "But," he continued, "only because I found this interesting."

He stepped back and studied her for a moment, "don't expect the same next time we meet Pixel." The he put his earpiece back in and shifted away.

It took all of her strength not to hyperventilate as she sheathed her sword and ran through the nearest backdoor. As she walked through she ran into an albino.

Straight away she wrapped her arms around him and felt him pull her close. "Are you ok?" she heard One ask. She was hugging the wrong twin.

"Sorry," she mumbled but didn't let him go. She didn't care which one it was, she was just thankful that her twinsies were there for her. The brothers were the best thing that had happened to her...ever...that she could remember. But since she had no recollection past a couple of months ago they could have been just one of a number of good things that had happened to her.

But they were what she knew at the moment, and they always made her feel safe and at home.

"Um...brother?" Two asked. "If I may?" One phased and his brother walked through and assumed the same position. She looked up at him and smiled.

"I'm so glad you're both here. You wouldn't believe what just happened to me."

"An agent, mistress told us, that's why we were coming to help. How'd you get away?" One said.

She thought back to the rather odd agent. What had been said wasn't exactly something she felt like sharing at the moment.

"I just did, by the very skin of my wings. Can we just go home? I want to sit down for a while."

They nodded and opened the door to the chateaux up and she left them to go to her room. She looked around her room as she walked in. Now that she was working full time Mero had written her a room of her own. There had only been a set number of rooms in the original chateaux so now whenever they needed more room Mero would simply alter the code and write in another room.

There were twenty foot high ceilings throughout. Her bedroom was behind a petition, whose doors were on a track only eight feet up so that she could do aerial acrobatics when she chose to.

The rooms were a mismatch, some of them were painted, while others were mosaic and other still were polished wood.

She was sitting on a huge two-person beanbag that she had instead of a couch in her living room. She had retrieved her makeup bag from her bedroom and was now giving herself a manicure and pedicure with a calming peach nail polish.

After the fight with the agent she needed a nice calming color to settle her nerves. But having no memory, she may have taken on many agents in the past or may have been lucky enough to have always avoided them.

She picked the stereo remote up off the table near her and pressed play on the CD, Mudvayne blasted from the surround speakers giving her a cozy atmosphere of hard rock.

After she was finished painting her nails she allowed her wings free and after giving them an experimental shake she lifted herself up into the air to dry her fingers and toes off while getting in a little air time.

But about five minutes later she was interrupted by the twins phasing through the locked door. They looked up at her as she flew around not noticing that they were there until she flew down to change the CD and she saw them leaning against the wall staring at her.

"How long have you guys been there?" she asked as she landed.

"Long enough," they replied in unison.

"But my door was locked, how did you get in?" they both gave her a look and she remembered, and she grinned, "right...forgot for a second there. What are you up to."

"Frankly my dear, we're bored," Two said. "Have you got any bright ideas?"

"Well I can turn the gravity off in this room if you like and we can bounce off the walls."

"Not exactly what I had in mind," One said.

"Then I want a frappe!" Pixel said.

"A...what?" they both said at the same time, not having one clue about what she was on about.

"I'll show you," she said letting go of Two and walking a little way down the hall.

"Where are we going?" One asked.

"McDonald's," she said as she walked through the door closest to the McDonald's that Hummer worked at. The boys pushed the doors open for her and she eyed the whole place with the look of a predator on the prowl.

She walked up to the counter of the McCafe. "Hello?" she said to the clerk with his head in the fridge.

"Ow!" he yelped as he hit his head on the top of the fridge. A blond head appeared.

"Pixy!" Hummer said. "What are you doing here?"

"I need a frappe and I need it now. Gimme, gimme, gimme."

"Didn't you have a good day?" he asked cautiously. "Or are you just looking for a sugar rush?"

"Oreo...make it double Oreo...frappe now as quickly as you can possibly do it." She looked at the boys, "make it three."

"Okies, coming right up. You can sit and I'll bring them out to you. You can go sit with Nat if you want."

"You bring Nat to work with you? Like all the time?"

"Babysitters are too expensive, Charlie is busy a lot of the time and if I leave him in the house he'll trash it so he comes with me. He knows the playground back to front and never gets sick of happy meals cause there's always new toys to get."

"And who's that sitting with him?"

"Just kitty, you can go say hi."

"Just ASAP that sugar." She gave him a sweet look, "please."

"I can't refuse a fairy. Or her ghost friends."

The threesome went and sat with Nat and his friend. Nat had his tongue poking out while he was concentrating on coloring a picture in a thick coloring book.

"Hey," Stef said looking up and then going back to watching Nat. The child however bounced in his seat.

"Clowns!" he squeaked. "There's those clowns again." He held up his pen, "want me to color you in? So you be colorful clowns?"

"Um...no. Go back to your picture." One said.

"Maybe another time," Two said.

"You can color me if you like," said pixel, reaching her hand across the table for Nat to reach.

"You got too many colors already." He said with a giggle. "Where are your wings Pixy?"

"Can't show them here. Bad people in suits might get me."

"Yeah, suits," Two said giving Stef a look. "How about we color the agent in?"

"Try it and I'll give you to Brown on a silver platter."

Pixel gave a weak cough, "um...Two, did you just say 'agent'?"

"Sure he did."

"Why?" she asked. "What? When? How? Somebody tell me what's going on right now."

"She's new ain't she?" Stef asked the brothers.

"Not, not new," One said. "Just new around these parts. And she doesn't get out much. Not her fault though."

"Oi! I do so. And you haven't answered my questions yet."

Stef required her suit back, sans of course her earpiece, "questions answered?"

Pixel made several quiet incoherent sounds as Stef reassumed her civilian clothes. "More info please. And why isn't there a big fight going on right now?"

"Don't worry I'm not going to hurt you. I'm a friend."

"But you wear a suit...what is it with my luck today? Two suits in one day?" Pixel whined as Hummer carried the frappes over.

"Did you just say two suits? As in me and who else?"

"Like I know his name," she said as sipped her frappe. "All I know is that he is tall and he's a brick wall from LA. I ran into him just after I killed the Crimson Knight."

"Was he after the Knight as well?"

"Yeah, I guess so. He was after the Crimson Knight too? I killed her just before he showed up."

"You killed the knight?" Stef asked incredulously.

"Yeah, I killed the Crimson Knight then he showed up and tried to kill me. But I got away. Only cause I stabbed him then ran through a door."

"I wish I could stab him and get away with it. Why'd Mero want the Knight dead anyway? Or does he just have a thing against superheroes?"

Pixel barked a short laugh, "the knight was about to go on national TV and tell the world about the nature of reality. For the good of the...for everyone's sake she had to be put of her misery. And plus, I got a nice bonus for that. What about this Agent?"

"I think you have had the unlucky pleasure to have run into Agent Brown, he's from the agency in this city. You're right about the brick wall thing and did you notice the giant stick up his," she covered Nat's ears, "his ass? Cause it's kind of hard to miss. You being an exile probably would have noticed it." She uncovered Nat's ears and Pix nodded.

"Is he always like that?"

"Only when he's in what passes for a good mood."

"Great, and since he's here I might be unlucky enough to run into him again."

"I'd count on it."