Virginia burst out into the streets. No one was there. Everyone who was previously outside no longer were. A slight breeze went through the vacant town. She looked all over for Jet Enduro. She did not see him. She did not understand what happened to him. It was an hour ago that she lost track of him, and she was sure that Jet would have come back for her by now. Something was wrong, and she knew it.

She could not find Jet though. She had no tracking skill that could help her here. Only Jet or Clive would have been able to find Jet, and Jet is lost so she can not look to him, and Clive is miles away.

She dropped to the ground in a defeated heap. She could feel the tears welling up in her eyes. She hated this place. She did so badly, and there was no one here to help her now. She could not leave either. She had to find Jet. That was the only way to leave.

And, where is Shadow of the Sun. That place is a ruin that she had come to find after visiting Lamuria. She could not go look for it until she found the man who she reunited with the night previous. She looked to her mother's journal. She did not know why she would. She would not find Jet there.

Reading the passages more carefully than before she comes across a legend. That's when she nearly dropped the book. It all made sense now why she did not see this place last night. The legend of Lamuria is that the town is only visible when the red sun is out. All other times it was nonexistent. She also read that a day in Inner-Filgaia lasts only fifteen hours compared to her usual twenty-four. It was already noon and that meant the day would end in three hours and the sun will go down in the fourteenth hour and not come up again until the third hour. She only had two hours to find Jet.

She stood up with confidence and ambition. She had a job to do and would not give up. Running through the empty town and entering all the shops and the Inn still proved to no avail. She could not find the Filgaia Sample. After an hour of searching things looked dim for her—and not just the situation, the sun was beginning to fade into the distance.

She had retained all of the mediums that she and the others collected through their journey. Clive and Gallows had given her theirs now that they no longer would need them. Jet kept his as well.

It was then as she sat broken-hearted that a medium glowed a vibrant color in her pouch. She slowly drew it from the bag, and looked to which on it was. Raftina, the guardian of love. She clutched it desperately. The guardians were still with her. It gave her a small fraction of hope.

It was at this time that an image of Jet came to her mind. She saw where he was. Standing swiftly she ran following the sensation the medium provided her in a 'Hot/Cold' manner and she found herself outside a shack in the far side of town she was not even aware of. When she thought about the shack though, she found herself three miles from the town.

"What the?" She was no longer in town and instead was staring at it. "Teleportation?" She wondered. That was it, no one wanted her there. Then it hit her: She was fine until she thought about the shack. Whoever was responsible for putting her here was a psychic. They could obviously read her mind. Then she also recalled one other time she had done something without much thought. When she went to grab Jet's hand the second time. The first time she had thought it and Jet had moved Emma in between him and Virginia. Emma?

Virginia formed a fist. "Girlfriend my ass!" She ran off for the town as fast as possible. If she were lucky she could get back there with at least fifteen minutes to spare if she did not slow. She could not think though either or she knew she would be transported away again.

After the three mile run Virginia was to say the least, tired. That did not stop her assault as she stormed to the shack and burst into it with ARMs drawn. It was empty. Duh, of course they would vacate it once she knew where to look.

Without another thought Virginia turned her attention back to the medium of Raftina. She had found her new destination and jumped the wall and left the town for a nearby cave. That was were she heard a voice that reminded her of Emma.

With another thoughtless action she rolled in like Clive would do and fired right into Emma's skull. That was it. Done.

Now, she stared at the bloody corpse of the woman on the ground in guilt. In fear. Trembling, she dropped her ARMs. She had killed a human. She had never done something like that before no matter how evil or rude they were.

She looked to Jet. He just gave her a blank stare. He was still not himself she thought. "Jet?"

He raised his Aigert-Lahm B/V2. "Virginia." With that he let out multiple rounds as she ducked behind a corner—while snatching up her ARM--until he stopped. She peered out only to jump back when he fired. Gaining a huge breath she again peered out and fired at his ARM knocking it to the ground.

She saw Emma stand back up with a laugh. "Look what you did bitch." Emma spat. "I will make sure that Jet kills you five times over just for this." She smirked. "Imagine how much it will hurt to be killed by your own partner."

"So, you aren't his girlfriend?"

"No. I never even met him until today." Emma shrugged. "I am a mind reader. I read his mind, found out his name, and then took control of his mind just as I am now."

"So, that's why he was acting so weird?"

"I don't know how you found me so easy, but I will not let you stop me. I have plans and I need Jet."

"What sort of plans?"

"I plan to rise from this land and enter Filgaia. I do not desire to be here any longer, but all who live her are stuck here. Only you Filgaians can come and go as you please." She spat at Virginia. "Your ancestors had to trap me and my kind here."

"You mean, you're prisoners?" Virginia wondered.

"If you don't mind, Jet, Kill her." Emma directed Jet's attention to Virginia with an extended finger. "I will await your victory at Shadow of the Sun, Jet." With that and a flash of light the woman with the blood running down her neck vaporized into the air.

"Jet, you don't have to do this." Virginia said with a quivering lip. She did not want to fight him. She could not, hurt him. She could not. It was impossible for her to do.

He snatched up his ARM. Letting a smirk come to his lips. "You can't stop Jet now. I have control over his mind. He cannot disobey me." Jet said with an entranced tone. It was Emma coming through his lips.

Backing away from the open Virginia could hardly breath. She was so frightened by this moment as Jet stepped for her with his finger on the trigger. "No!" She threw a rock at his head that did not stop his approach. She had put her ARM away. That would not help. She could not use them. She looked for something to use instead. So, she kept throwing rocks. "Stop it Jet! I'm not your enemy!" She protested.

"I told you. He will not stop as long as I am in control!" Jet forcefully stated as he lunged forward and prepared for a close range shot at Virginia. Virginia threw a punch. Nothing. A kick. Nothing. She had nothing left to use. She was dead.

"Jet!" With that Virginia did the only thing she had left in her. That was a full-on assault and barrage that stole his air through his mouth into her own. In other words, the deepest and biggest kiss she could muster at the time. That had Jet stumbling back as her weight pressed against him. She even knocked his ARM aside. Then she ran out of breath. So she paused, and then continued with the most passionate and possibly the first kiss she had ever given anyone in her life. Then she followed it up with a kick to the groin.

That had Jet on the ground. "The...kiss was enough...dumbass." Jet muttered in hurt words.

She fell to his side. "Jet?"

"Uh...yeah." He groaned as he rolled a bit on the ground. "Thanks...I think." He muttered. "No, no thanks. This is the worst pain I've ever suffered." He moaned.

"I'm so sorry! You were about to kill me though." She laughed.

"Hey! Don't laugh! It's not funny!" He snapped.

"Did she leave you alone?"

"No, my thoughts just overpowered her own I guess." He muttered as he sat up still in pain. He was not sure on the condition of his underside. Would he be able to be a father after such a hard hit he wondered. "I...Are you okay?"

"Now I am."

"Good." He glanced away like he did not care.

"Were you worried you hurt me?"

"What, no." They sat in silence. "Yeah."

"It's okay. No hard feelings. You didn't mean to." She gave him an encouraging smile. "We...should go find Emma then."

"Heh." Jet stood. "I'll get that bitch back for what she did. No one messes with my mind and gets away with it." He said with a defiant scowl and fist. Then he glanced at Virginia. "Uh...And...No one gets away with messing with my friends?" He added cautiously.

She nodded. "We have to find her."