Jeremy leaned back in the airplane seat. "First class," he thought as the cabin's lights dimmed. It was nighttime, around 8:30. "My parents really out did themselves." He closed his eyes for a moment, almost ready to go to sleep. He then felt soft warmth on his left shoulder and smiled, but then his smile turned into a frown as he remembered something. He turned to face the right hand of the aisle. He opened his eyes and saw Eleanor falling asleep on the other side of the aisle. He turned to his left and saw Chris falling asleep, his head on Jeremy's shoulder. Jeremy's frown turned into a smirk as he grabbed Chris' head and lightly slammed it into the window.
"OW!" yelled Chris as he rubbed his head. "WHAT WAS THAT FOR?"
"So that you'll remember NOT to put your head on my shoulder when you fall asleep," Jeremy calmly replied. Chris grumbled, turned over, and tried to go back to sleep.
Jeremy closed his eyes, trying to go to sleep again.
Eleanor awoke to the dark cabin. It didn't seem like she had been asleep for long. She glanced at her watch, and saw that she had been asleep for about nine hours, but it didn't feel like it.
She, using the reading lights of a few people who were still awake, went to the ladies restroom to freshen up. On her way back, she bumped into someone who seemed to be in a hurry to get somewhere. "Sorry," he muttered.
"Jeremy?" she asked. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah, I was just going to the bathroom," he replied as he turned to face Eleanor.
"Oh," she said, blushing. She then felt a strange sensation throughout her body, as if she was being warmed from the inside, just by looking at Jeremy. She then leaned forward and rubbed Jeremy's hair. She smirked. "And just what will you be doing in there?"
Jeremy laughed. "I don't know," he said sarcastically. "Chris got me sooo hot earlier that I just gotta go do something about it or I'll just explode!"
They both laughed at this. They then heard Chris grumbling as he said "I heard that!" Jeremy laughed more and ran on to the bathroom. Eleanor went back to her seat and fell slowly back to sleep… her dreams a repetition of those before it.
Chris woke up with the sun in his face. He sat up and stretched, then looked out the window. They were flying much lower than before. He poked Jeremy in the side. "Hey Jeremy! Look!"
Jeremy's eyes opened and he yawned. "Are we there yet?"
"Well, why don't you look and see?"
Jeremy looked out the window. They were above land, but there was something strange about it. "Hey, that land is… animated!" Almost everything looked different, except for the plane and it's occupants. Even the sky had the animated feeling about it. Jeremy woke up Eleanor. "Hey! Look outside the window!" Soon, she was in awe, too.
"Hey," she said. "Is it just me or does this area look familiar?"
"She's right!" said Jeremy. "This is the area near Goku's house!" The three looked out the windows, down at the ground.
"There!" said Eleanor. Jeremy and Chris went to her side of the plane and looked out the window. They saw the area that looked like where Goku lived, but they were too high up to be sure.
"Well, whoever that is seems to be getting into a car and going somewhere," said Jeremy. "I wonder where?"
Down on the ground, the sun was shining as Goku stepped out into the fresh air. He breathed in deeply as he walked over to the lake. He sat down and lay back, listening to the birds chirping. He heard the door open and someone come out. Goku figured that it was Goten since he didn't here the screaming of his wife ChiChi. He stood up and looked back at the teenager. "Hey, Goten! You wanna spar a little bit before ChiChi drags us over to Capsule Corp.?"
"Nah," said Goten. "I think she might get upset. Anyway, I don't wanna have to change before we go."
"Suit yourself," Goku replied. He wanted to warm-up a little bit, though, because Vegeta would more than likely drag him off to the gravity room. He started doing a few one-handed push-ups, but something caught his attention. He stood up and focused on his sixth sense.
"Goten!" he yelled and the relaxing teen.
"AH! What?" he said, startled.
"Do you feel that new chi?"
"Uh… no. Wait… now I do. What is that?"
Goku shook his head. He looked up into the sky at a plane near the horizon. He had never felt a chi like it before; it wasn't very powerful, in fact it was pitifully weak, but it was totally strange. He pointed at the plane. "It's coming from there. C'mon, let's go!"
Both he and Goten leapt in the air and shot off, but not for long. "And just where do you think you're going?" said ChiChi.
Goku and Goten both turned around slowly. Before them stood the frying-pan-toting woman. "Well?"
Goku looked at Goten and then back at ChiChi. "Well, we felt this new chi, so we were going to check it out."
"Oh, no you don't! Last time you went to check out a new chi, the world was almost destroyed and you two were almost killed, again! I'm not going to ruin this day over some stupid chi!"
"But ChiChi…"
"No 'buts', Goku. We are leaving, right now!"
Goku lowered his head. "Yes, dear." He and Goten landed beside the woman and got inside their hover-car.
"Now, drive," ChiChi ordered. Goku took one last look at the plane, then drove off. He would get his chance, one way or another.
"Welcome to Satan City Airport," said a cheerful voice over the intercom. "Thank you for coming, and please come again!"
"Now, kids," said Jeremy's dad. "Stick with us. This airport is a very big place and it's easy to get lost. Come on."
They walked slowly through the bustling port. Chris was amazed at the amount of people the building could contain. The structure itself was of the animated type, but there were people of both real and animated looks, even some of the animated beast-people. As they went through customs, a dog officer checked their suitcases. "All clear here," he said.
As they were leaving, Jeremy whispered to Chris, "That was Shou, wasn't it?" Chris looked back at Pilaf's old henchman.
"You're right, it is." Chris wondered why Shou was working at an airport, and not trying to help Pilaf take over the world.
A few minutes later, everyone had piled into a rented hover-car. "Can I drive?" asked Chris.
"It's a rental," said Jeremy's dad.
"So?"
"It's not ours."
"Well, where are we staying, then?"
"Actually, that's a surprise. I want everyone to close their eyes; especially yours, honey."
"But why?" asked Jeremy's mom.
"You're a bad enough backseat driver in rural traffic, but I know what the traffic here is like and I really don't need your comments."
Soon, they were off. "Are we there yet?" asked Chris
About thirty minutes of darkness later, the car pulled to a stop. "Are we there yet?" asked Chris. Jeremy punched him in the side.
"Thank you, whoever that was," said Eleanor. Chris had been saying that every time they had even slowed down.
"Okay everyone, you can open your eyes now."
Jeremy had to wait before his eyes adjusted to the light, but he heard Chris say, "Oh Great Vegeta!" before they did.
Jeremy blinked a few times, then he could see. The first thing to catch his eyes was a huge, dome-shaped building. The second was a sign that read 'Capsule Corp. Headquarters.'
"Wh… Why are we here?" he asked.
"Well, the real reason we all came was I was to have a meeting with Bulma herself, so I asked if I could bring all of you. She said it was okay with her and even let us stay here at the corporation itself."
Jeremy blinked a few times, then got out of the cars along with the others. "Could you get our bags, kids?"
Jeremy opened the trunk of the car, then looked to see if his parents were watching. He then whispered to Eleanor and Chris, "Watch this." Concentrating his ki, he lifted the cases out of the trunk and had them hover a few inches off the ground.
"Wow! That's pretty neat!" said Eleanor.
Chris smirked and snapped his fingers next to Jeremy's ear. Jeremy lost his concentration and dropped the cases. One landed on Chris' foot, a particularly heavy one at that.
"OW!" Chris said as he pushed the case off.
"You reap what you sow," said Jeremy. At that moment, the door to Capsule Corp. slammed open, startling Jeremy's parents. Two rather muscular anime men walked out. They both had spiky black hair, but one was considerably shorter than the other was and his hair stood straight up. He was dressed in a strange type of spandex suit, which was blue and white. The other, taller man was dressed in an orange and blue gi with a small symbol on the front left breast and a larger on the back.
"Where are they?" demanded the smaller in a gruff voice.
"I don't know, Vegeta. But it's the same thing I felt on the plane."
"Uh, hello?" said Jeremy's dad to the two Saiya-jins. "I'm Mr. Kush. Bulma invited us over and we just flew in."
Vegeta stared at the man for a moment, then turned around in a huff and grumbled something like, "That woman invites all kinds of idiots nowadays."
Goku looked back at the Kushes. "Wow, so you can fly, too?"
"Well, no. We had someone fly us."
Goku had a confused look on his face. "Fly you?"
"Yes. You know; in a plane."
"Ooohhh…" Goku still looked confused. "Well, I guess it would be alright if you came in."
A few moments later, the teens were still standing at the car, looking at the empty doorway. "You, know," said Eleanor. "I wasn't sure that the wish had really come true until right now."
"Yeah," said Chris. Then his eyes widened and he started to smile. He ran at the house and started yelling, "VEGETA!!!"
Jeremy, using his ki to speed him up, appeared in front of Chris, blocking his way. "WHAT!" said Chris.
"Chris, we can't let on about what we know when my parents are around."
"Why not?"
"Too many questions would be asked that we don't know the answers to yet. Now, help me get these suitcases inside."
Vegeta peeked through the window blinds at the teens standing outside. He had felt that ki again, but was too late to see who had used it. He walked back to his chair, sat down, picked up his controller and unpaused the game of Melee. "It's one of those damn foreign brats," he said to Goku, Goten, and Trunks.
"What makes you so sure?" said Goten, whooping up on his father.
"It's extremely close, they just flew in, and Goku said that it was on a plane."
"Hey, no fair!" said Goku as his character tumbled off the screen. He then looked at Vegeta. "I did?" The other three Saiya-jins facefaulted. Unfortunately for Trunks, his character had been above an abyss at the time.
"Yes, you idiot, you did!" Vegeta proceeded to beat up on Goten.
Jeremy, Chris, and Eleanor trudged in, toting the cases. They all spotted and then glared at Jonathan, who had gone inside with their parents and not carried any bags. He had a self-satisfied smirk on his face, but Eleanor soon relieved him of it when she stepped on his foot. They set the stuff down and looked at Jeremy's parents. "So?" asked Chris eventually. "What are we doing?"
"We are waiting for our hostess to arrive," replied Jeremy's dad.
" Mmm… Hostess…" said Jeremy, imagining cupcakes and twinkies. Needless to say, Eleanor and Chris thought different things when they heard this.
Jeremy peeked into one of the rooms from where he stood and motioned for Chris and Eleanor to do the same. They looked in the room to see the four Saiya-jins playing SSB. Jeremy, Chris, and Eleanor all smirked as they saw that the greatest warriors on the planet didn't stand a chance against their gaming skills. Vegeta glanced over his shoulder and saw the smirking teens. He picked up a small device.
"WOMAN!" he screamed into it. "Your DAMN GUESTS are smiling at me! You know I hate it when people do that!"
"Oh, they're here?" came a voice from the device. "Why didn't you tell me sooner, you stupid bastard! You know how ChiChi goes on and on!"
The three teens decided to stop listening when Vegeta started using words Goku wouldn't understand.
A few minutes later, they all heard tapping coming from behind one doorway. As the Saiya-jins came out of the room they were in, the door opened to reveal a middle-aged woman with short, aqua hair and blue eyes. She was animated and wore a white lab coat with some grease marks on it.
"Hi," Bulma said, walking over to Mr. Kush. "Sorry to keep you waiting, but I didn't realize you were here." At this she shot a glare at Vegeta. "Anyway, thank you for coming. And these would be…"
"Oh! This is my wife, Jainie, my two sons, Jeremy and Jonathan, and two of Jeremy's friends, Chris and Eleanor."
"Well, I'm glad to meet all of you," she said, shaking their hands. Jeremy noticed that she felt very real, it was just she looked differently than most people. She then motioned to the Saiya-jins standing behind them. "Well, I believe you have all met Vegeta, my, umm…." She quickly switched subjects. "The purple-haired one is Trunks, our son. And these are our family friends, Goku, and his son, Goten."
After all the introductions had been made, Bulma took everyone up a flight of steps to a row of rooms. "This is where you will be staying. There are plenty of rooms, so you each will have one." She leaned over the banister to talk to the Saiya-jins. "Now, you guys remember what I told you, right?"
"Yes, ma'am," said Trunks in a child-like voice. "Don't talk unless talked to first, and make sure we don't talk about…" Vegeta punched him in the gut.
"See, woman, I'm a fast learner."
Bulma simply shook her head and went downstairs.
As they were going to choose their rooms, Jeremy noticed that the Saiya-jins were still staring at the teens. Vegeta especially.
Soon afterwards, Jeremy was unpacking in his room which even had it's own bathroom. There was a bed in the middle, a dresser and a closet, a balcony and a door that seemed to lead to the next room over. He wondered who was on the other side.
Jeremy walked outside to the hall and went downstairs. He saw Bulma sitting with his dad, talking about something. He walked over to the two.
"Well, hello there," Bulma said to him. "Are you done packing?"
"Yes ma'am," replied Jeremy in Japanese. "Thank you again for your hospitality."
"Aww… How cute! You have raised your children very well, Martin."
"Well, he self-taught his Japanese, I wasn't going to force them to learn it, but he seemed to really want to meet Mr. Satan." At this Jeremy facefaulted.
"How big of an idiot was I in this world!" Jeremy thought. Bulma laughed.
"Are you bored? Well, feel free to explore, but try not to wander into the Science Wing; it can be very confusing. Why don't you go say high to Trunks and Goten? They're about your age, so you might have a few things in common."
"Okay," Jeremy said. He walked to the room where he had seen the Saiya-jins before. They were all in there, talking about something.
"So, which one do you think it is?" was all he heard before they noticed him.
"Hello," he said, trying to break the ice. "Hey, wanna see something cool?"
"No," said Vegeta.
"C'mon, Vegeta," said Goku. "Can't you tell he's trying to be friendly?"
"Do I look like the friendly type to you?" Vegeta snapped back. Goku ignored him.
"Well, what's this cool thing you wanna show us?"
"Oh, nothing much, just this." Jeremy closed his eyes, concentrated his chi and started hovering. Suddenly, his concentration was disrupted as he was slammed into the wall. He opened his eyes in surprise and saw Vegeta holding him up by the throat.
"Vegeta!" yelled out Goku. "What are you doing?"
"Interrogating. Alright, what are you and how did you get here?"
"I… I'm a human… and I flew here on a plane."
Vegeta tightened his grip. "Don't play games with me, brat! I know you are not human, and no one stumbles upon their chi by accident! Who taught you?"
At this moment, though, Chris walked in and saw Vegeta. He immediately fell on his knees. "All hail, Vegeta! Prince of all Saiya-jins!" He was quickly slammed into the wall right next to Jeremy.
"Chris, I thought I told you to tone it down a little bit?" Jeremy rasped. "You of all people should know how suspicious Vegeta is."
"And why is that?" snarled Vegeta.
"If you let us go we will tell you!"
"Dad," said Trunks. "I really think you should."
Vegeta looked at him. "Why?"
"He just passed out."
Vegeta looked at the unconscious Jeremy and threw him onto the floor.
He looked back at Chris, who was happy just having physical contact with his idol. "And why are you smiling?"
"Oh, I've admired you for years, oh Great Lord Vegeta, and now you're holding me up against the wall! Life is good!"
Trunks splashed some water on Jeremy's face, causing him to wake up. Vegeta dropped Chris and looked at Jeremy. "Your friend's an idiot," he said.
Chris sighed happily. "Vegeta called me an idiot! I think I'm in heaven!" Looked at Vegeta with hearts in his eyes.
Vegeta looked at Jeremy. "Who are you?"
"Well, I'm Jeremy, that's Chris, and the one that just walked in is Eleanor." Everyone turned to see her standing in the doorway. When everyone looked back at Jeremy, he wasn't there. Vegeta growled.
"Where is he?"
"Help me," Jeremy squeaked from his hiding place behind Eleanor. Eleanor looked at him curiously.
"Did I miss something?" she asked.
Vegeta laughed. "Pathetic. The only warrior in the group and he goes and runs behind his woman."
"I can control my chi, too!" said Chris.
"Really?" said Vegeta, sarcastically.
"Yes! See!" Chris closed his eyes and started concentrating. A minute later, everyone was still staring at him. "Anytime now," he said, stalling for time. Jeremy shook his head in shame.
Goku looked at Vegeta and said, "Vegeta, maybe I should do this… in… interro…"
"Interrogation," said Goten, rolling his eyes.
"Yeah, that's it."
Vegeta hmmphed. "I don't care. Just as long as we get the info."
Jeremy peeked out from behind Eleanor. "Is it safe?" he asked.
"Yes," said Eleanor. "It's quite safe."
Jeremy checked once to be sure, then cautiously stepped back into the room.
"Alright," said Goku. "Uh…"
"How about we just tell you the story from the beginning?" Jeremy ventured.
"Okay."
A few hours later, the Saiya-jins pondered what had been said, except for Vegeta and Goku. Goku hadn't heard most of it, so there wasn't much to absorb; the squirrel he had seen outside had been a little too distracting. Vegeta just plain didn't believe them.
"It's obvious!" he announced. "They're all Frieza's spies, waiting to slice our throats while we sleep tonight!"
"Dad!" said Trunks. "Frieza is dead!"
"Yes! They want to get revenge for their master's death!"
"Well," said Goten, "They weren't lying about the dragonballs. The sky did go black about a month ago."
"I believe them," said Goku. "From what I caught, they know too much about us to come from around here."
"Kakarotto!" said Vegeta. "You would believe a person who told you that you needed a boat in the desert."
"No, Vegeta, it's not just because I like to believe people, but… well I get the feeling that they are telling the truth."
"Well, then, we can't just let them go back to the States, knowing what they know!"
"Then they'll have to stay here."
"Kakarotto! Have you gone crazy? These are someone's brats! You can't just keep them like they were stray animals!"
"Well, we will have to think of something." Goku looked back at the teens. "You wouldn't mind staying here, would you?"
They all shook their heads 'no' rather quickly.
"Well, we'll have to think of something later on. I'm sure we're all tired, so, let's play some games!" The seven people looked at each other, then at the four controllers. Everyone dove for them, but Vegeta, Goku, and Jeremy did not get there in time.
"Damn!" yelled out Vegeta. He then looked at Goku. "Well, come on!" he said. "Let's go spar!" Goku's face brightened.
"Can I come and watch?" asked Jeremy.
"Very well," said Vegeta. "Just don't get in the way!"
Jeremy followed them through a corridor and out into Capsule Corp.'s back yard. They walked to a separate building and went inside. It was the gravity room. There was an area, though, that would not be affected by the increased gravity, so Jeremy could watch Goku and Vegeta from there. Vegeta walked over to a control panel and set it for 300 times gravity. He then turned to Jeremy.
"Okay, brat; let's get a few things straight! Unless I tell you to, do not press anything on this panel. Now, Kakarotto and I will be walking in there soon. When we get in the room, press this button. It turns on the enhanced gravity. Normally, I would turn it on before hand, it strains the muscles and is disorienting to walk from 1 to 300 times gravity. Got it?"
"Yes, sir!"
Vegeta glared at him for a few more moments, then walked into the gravity area. Goku turned to Jeremy.
"Hey, try to watch us. It might be a little hard at first, but I think you can do it. You might learn a few tricks if you do."
Jeremy smiled. "Okay!" Goku then walked into the room where Vegeta was impatiently waiting. The door shut and Jeremy pressed the button.
He looked through the window at the two Saiya-jins. Even though they were under 300 times more gravity, neither of the men showed any signs of it. They stared at each other, then started powering up. Auras started forming around their bodies, starting blue then shifting to golden. Still standing tall, they both effortlessly made the transition to Super Saiya-jin. Now, with their hair golden and their formally black eyes teal, they were much stronger and more powerful. Jeremy's eyes glistened in delight as he felt their powers increasing. Then, with just a little more visible effort, their hair grew longer and a little darker in color. They were now Super Saiya-jin Level 2! Jeremy's skin started tingling with delight at the oncoming clash of the titans.
Suddenly, they both disappeared. Jeremy looked around confusedly and then realized that they were moving faster than human eyes would ever be able to see. He knew what to do, though; he stared forward, unblinkingly, letting his eyes go out of focus, trusting on his sixth sense. There! He had seen a quick movement, but it was long gone by then. He couldn't trust his eyes about this. There! For a short moment, he had seen Vegeta and Goku locked in a hold of some sort. He knew that the best that he would get for now would be a few quick stops, but the majority of the combat would remain unseen to him.
He heard a click behind him. He whirled around and saw the handle of the door opening. He realized that his sixth sense must have been very finely attuned to the battle, because he heard the handle twisting inside its mechanisms. The door opened and Eleanor stepped in. She saw him looking at her.
"Oh, did I startle you?" she asked.
"Sort of. I was really getting into this battle and I guess my hearing skyrocketed, because I heard you opening the door. How'd you find this place anyway?"
She blushed a little. "Well, I'm not sure. I just felt strange and noticed that you three were gone, and I just followed the feeling."
"In other words," said Goku as he came out of the training room, a little bruised, "you felt our power levels and followed them here. That's amazing!"
"No, Kakarotto," said Vegeta as he walked out, too. "What is totally amazing is your lack of concentration whenever someone walks into this room." He walked over to the panel and shut the machine down.
"Vegeta! What I mean is, this girl was never taught to sense chi in other people. I don't even think Jeremy here has that ability yet, and he can use his chi. She must have a natural ability at reading someone's power level."
"Hmm…" said Vegeta, walking over to her. "If it was refined, she might almost be a living scouter, totally aware of everything at all times."
"That doesn't sound very fun to me," she said. "How could I sleep at night?"
"Well, Mrs. Smarty-pants," Vegeta snapped at her, "it could be controlled, like any ability.
"It would be very useful for detecting any threats coming towards Earth," said Goku.
"And you," said Vegeta, turning to Jeremy. "Your power is much different than anything I've ever seen. You seem to have a little bit of potential; you might make a decent warrior."
"Well, thanks for your opinions on us, which we will hold closely to our hearts forever," said Jeremy, "but I know I at least am very tired, so I need to get some rest."
"I'll try to stop by tomorrow," said Goku. "If you do decide to train, then you wouldn't want Vegeta to be the only one to have the fun, now would you?"
"Bye, and goodnight," Eleanor said. They both left and wandered back through the halls of Capsule Corp., trying to find their way back. They eventually made it back to the hall where they went up the stairs to their rooms. Jeremy stopped. "I'm going to get a small snack before I turn in."
"Okay," Eleanor replied, smiling. "See you later."
Jeremy walked over to what he guessed was the kitchen. Bulma was sitting down at a table in the middle, sipping at a cup of coffee she poured when Goku, Goten, and ChiChi had left, and noticed him come in.
"Hey, Jeremy, isn't it? What did you think of the guys?"
"They were pretty cool. I was wondering if I could have a little something before I turned in."
"Sure help yourself." Jeremy walked over to a cabinet and opened it up. Row upon rows of capsules met his eyes. He pulled one out labeled 'Crackers.' He used it and found himself rewarded with a plate of crackers. Not much, but enough for now.
He took the plate and sat across the table from Bulma, who stopped sipping on her coffee to look at him. "I don't really want to intrude on your privacy, but I can't help but ask: what's between you and that girl, Eleanor, I think her name is?"
Jeremy nodded his head. "I don't really mind talking about it. Well, a little more than a year ago, she showed up at school, looking all confused. I'm normally not a people person, but the next thing I know I'm showing her around the school. I've only known her for a year, but it seems much longer than that. We have lots of things in common, more now than ever. Lots of people say that we're more than just friends, and so would I, but not in the way they mean it. It's like we moved past friendship and are somewhere in-between; neither sure what to do and how to act."
"Well, I'm pretty sure everything will turn out right. There's something there that isn't always, and I noticed it after just a few hours!"
"Heh… Well, I need to go on to sleep," Jeremy said. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight," Bulma said, smiling.
Jeremy walked to his room and collapsed on the bed. He felt a small pang of homesickness in his chest, and realized it was because he was no longer surrounded by the people that he knew, everyone was a stranger. His future was an open book, waiting for a story, and, from what he had gathered today, what he thought he knew about his past was wrong. It would get very confusing in a couple of days.
Back at the airport, a solitary figure crept through the darkness towards a plane. The figure looked around cautiously before turning to open up the cargo bay. Five figures of progressive heights emerged.
"Phew! Thanks Shou, it was getting hot in there," said the shortest one.
"So we took off all our clothes!" yelled out the next tallest one, with an Australian accent. There was much silence afterwards.
"Anyway," said Shou, "I'm only complying with the orders, so you had best do the same."
"Don't worry," said the horned one, their leader. "We will do what we were told. Tell him that we will go to that place."
"Alright, then," said Shou. They continued to stare at each other for a moment longer. Shou felt menaced and coughed. "Well, I guess I better get back to work before someone suspects something. Make sure you don't get caught." Shou walked off into the night.
The group watched Shou as he walked off. "Okay, bring them out now!" said the leader. Two of the figures went back inside and came back out with a large crate, which they set down and opened. Out popped Robert, Rae, Jared, Hailey, Daniel and Matt.
"WOOHOO!" yelled out Jared. "Satan City!" He started taking pictures like a crazy person.
"Damn you, Jeremy, you bastard!" said Robert as he dramatically pulled out his katana and throwing knives. "Going to Japan and not bringing me!"
"And why'd you take Eleanor and not me!" yelled out Rae.
"Or me!" said Hailey. The two females stared angrily at each other as lightning passed between their eyes.
Daniel looked at Matt. "I can't wait to help Robert kill that bastard, what about you?"
Matt gave Daniel a funny look and pulled out a Bible. "I'm here to help Jeremy convert the heathen masses!" Everyone stared at him. "What, that's what we all came for, right?"
"…. Anyway…" said Rae. "Let's go find those guys!" The strange group of foreigners ran off into the darkness of Satan City. The group of strange beings stayed behind.
"Well, about time we left too," said their leader. Auras flared around each of them and they sped off into the night sky.