(A/N: Thanx, guys! I'm back after a couple months on writing the hit story "Raven: Bloodline". Yeah, I know that was a shameless plug on the fic (which is now here at but oh well. It's great to be home, where my journey as a writer first began…)

Sunday, 12 AM

Controlled by Secret7

The City of Townsville exploded and imploded on itself once again. The conversation was getting boring again, so I was controlling everything to amuse myself. I made Secret7 (the character) talk really quickly, rewound it, and then watched it in slow motion.

I felt a cold breeze behind me.

"You," I whispered.

"Yes."

"Who are you?" I asked. I know perfectly well who he is right now, being the writer, but right now I do not have any idea of who he is.

Interesting, isn't it?

"I'm something from your past. Something you hid and grew ashamed of. You will know who I am."

"A character who I once created, yet abandoned. Interesting. Up for a game of 'Jedi Academy'?"

The character, being but an extension of my own mind, agreed, and we played a couple games. Then I got back to writing my PPG fanfic.

"So…you control everything that happens?" Blossom asked.

"That's kind of…scary," Bubbles admitted.

"Yeah. I'd be freaked too if someone turned me into a teenager to become the mate of my counterpart in 'Chemical Bonding' and…um…forget I said that."

Bubbles, being distracted by the menacing cloud of doom in the sky, never heard it anyway.

"There's…a menacing cloud of doom in the sky…" she whispered.

"Damn," Secret7 whispered. The end was coming of this realm. I (author) had to evacuate the girls. But to where? Maybe to one of my fanfics. But where would they be safe? Obviously not in any Teen Titans stories. They would just be freaked out there. Maybe "Star Wars: Tales of the Talon"? No. Never got that past the first chapter. 'Twas a major flop.

Then it came to me.

"FlameX". The perfect story to hide in, and especially to get help in. I'd visit "Samurai Boomer" later for more recruits, but for now…

"Girls," I had Secret7 say. "We need to get out of here."

I don't think so, a voice whispered. It was him. He was pissed after losing that game of "Jedi Academy". Die, 7.

Myself embodied in words began to twitch. He screamed, then grabbed his chest.

"Girls…" he whispered. "You need…use this…FlameX…then SB…" he murmured.

Blossom's eyes widened. "Oh no…don't die!"

"I'm not dying…I'm just…an expendable character," he whispered with his last breath. He tossed a small device to the girls, and before they even knew it, the entire world started fading into darkness.

It was gone.

End of Part III