Author's note: I own no one. Except Gwen and Tom, and obviously, they're mine. Mine. Not yours. Anyway, this chapter flowed pretty well. Lately it's been quite hard to write anything before midnight. I'm happy. And you better be happy too. I've used quite a lot of my Christmas break doing this. I go back to that horrid school on the 24th of January. I'm Australian by the way. And I've never been to England, either; so don't blame me if something is wrong.

Chapter 2

Holly Short and Trouble Kelp were hovering above London a little bit past eleven PM. The northern half of the city was experiencing a blackout.

"Nice city, isn't it Holly?" Trouble asked.

"I suppose so, if you forget that there are millions of mud men crawling around there." Holly glanced at the time on her watch. "Eleven, we'd better get going. Where is this place, anyway?"

"Follow me," He flew off, away from the blacked out part of London, towards the outer southern edge.

Holly looked back at the electricity-deprived half of the city. "Silly mud men." She said to Trouble. "They rely on that electricity stuff."

Trouble smiled behind his visor. "Can't live without it."

He too looked back, only for a second. But that second was the second long enough for a particularly large bat to knock Trouble out of the sky.

Gwendolyn Amara was a young, semi-rich, eccentric news reporter. She was in the back of one of Channel 4's vans on the way to interview the fools who were responsible for the blackout.

"Hurry up, we do need to get there before midnight." Gwen snapped at Thomas, the van driver and her cameraman.

"Alright, alright. Don't get your pretty little blonde head any more puffed up than it already is…" Tom sighed.

Gwen narrowed her eyes at Tom. "Were you calling me vain?"

Tom opened his mouth to answer when something roughly the size of a child dropped from the sky.

Gwen screamed. Tom also screamed. In the sky, Holly screamed too.

"What was that?" Gwen squealed.

"I… I… I think it was a kid…" Tom was shocked.

Holly positioned herself for a vertical dive. She had to help Trouble before some mud man found him and reported another space man. After all, he did fall from the sky. Holly dropped down as quickly as she could. She would have slowed at the last minute, picked up Trouble and flown to safety had not a tall, fat mud man stepped out of a car beside Trouble. Holly, not expecting it, crashed into the mud man's stomach. From there, it was all black for Holly.

"Ooooh, a girl and a boy…" Said Gwen.

"From the sky?" Tom looked confused, as usual.

"So what? People falling from the sky would be a good story."

"Is work all you ever think about?" Asked Tom. "The little guys could be hurt."

Gwen crouched down to look more closely at Holly and Trouble. "They're adults, but kid-sized. Whaddya think, Tom? Aliens?"

Tom thought for a minute, and then said, "I think we should get them in the truck before it becomes a lawsuit."

Gwen was about to correct Tom by saying that it was a van and not a truck, but decided against it.

So the two humans dragged Holly and Trouble into the back of the van with Gwen. Then they continued on their way to the power station.