"Shebang!" Richie yelled, and hit the boosters on his skates. He intercepted her falling body in mid-air, and lowered her to the ground, checking for vital signs. Thankfully, they were there...and steady.

The other-dimensional Virgil laughed cruelly from above them. "Out already? She's nowhere near as tough as the Shanice I know."

"Shebang," Richie growled.

"Whatever," Viper waved his hand non-chalantly. "Look, I want you off my back," he said, glaring at Gear over the bandana he wore around his face.

Gear almost laughed at that. "Um, no."

"Fine," Viper's eyes took on a malicious glint, "Then I'll tell everyone who Static is." Richie felt his blood run cold. Looks like he'd finished his latest invention just in time. He stood up, winked at Shanice as she opened her eyes, and pushed a button.

"What makes you think you know who he is?" the blond teen rose into the air, zap caps ready.

"Everyone keeps calling me 'Static', and I've never met the dog. I figure, I replaced him...so he's me."

Riche took a few deep breaths to calm himself before shaking his head and trying to laugh sarcastically. "Right. I'm sure he is."

"A certain contact told me you two know each other," Viper went on, the glint gone and replaced by an obvious scowl, even under the scraps covering his face.

"So what?" Richie asked, giving Shanice the signal behind his back.

"So where is he now? Perhaps he's wondering around my world..." Viper continued.

"Did someone call?" said a familiar voice behind them.

"Static!" Richie grinned. Floating on his disk, in the air behind Viper, Static Shock stood with a cocky grin.

Viper stood up immediately, and started backing off. Static followed warily.

"But...then who...how...?"

"Who how what?" Static cocked his head to the side. "Seems like I should ask you that question." Viper looked between the two super-heros, and growled.

"Fine," he growled along with several other choice words. His hands started to glow with an obvious charge.

"DUCK!" Richie yelped just in time. Both Static and Gear dived behind some cover as Viper started firing at them.

"I'll be back, count on it!" Viper yelled and zoomed into the distance.

"I'll bet," Static said. Richie turned to Shanice, who had also taken cover a few yards away. She held a microphone near her mouth, and an arm in her free hand.

Noticing her favoring the said arm, he ran towards her. "You okay?" he asked. She shot him a "duh" look before handing the mike back to him.

"I've taken punches that would make that seem like a tickle." Richie nodded and put the mike away. "You gonna turn him off?" she nodded at the figure of Static, who still stood crouching where Richie had left him.

"Oh, right," he put touched one of the buttons on his belt, and the image faded. "I just hope my hologram tricked him..." Backpack suddenly started beeping, and brought out an electrical map. "I planted a tracer on him," he looked up. "Do you feel up to it?"

"Does Amy sing?" She asked, and leapt onto a nearby roof.

Gear blinked after her for a second, before taking off and yelling after her. "Amy who!"

"I'm sorry," The nurse on duty at the all too familiar hospital told Virgil with a sigh. "Visiting hours end at six." Virgil looked at his watch and groaned inwardly. 8:15. It would be his luck to show up more than two hours late.

"It's really important," he turned back to her, almost pleading. "I promise it will just take a few minutes..." He tried, but the nurse shook her head firmly.

"I'm sorry," she looked up at him. "I can't let you in. Now if you don't have an emergency, would you please leave?"

Virgil dropped his shoulders in frustration, but muttered a thanks to the uncooperative nurse anyway, and walked outside, murmuring under his breath.

"Fine," he said aloud, and looked back slyly, but continued walking. When he'd reached the edge of the hospital's lawn, he ducked around the side of a nearby building, throwing his Static trench coat on, and taking his disk out. He'd taken it on his mother's insistence, because the temperature had dropped several degrees in the past few days. It was the first thing he'd grabbed when he went into his room...and for a few short seconds after he'd zoomed out of the window, he felt like things had returned to normal...well, until he'd arrived at the hospital in any case.

He needed to check up on Marci, and if the nurse wouldn't let him in, he'd do things a little unorthodox. With a smile, he lifted over the buildings, and flew back towards the hospital.

It took him fifteen minutes to locate Marci's room, and about three seconds to magnetically open the window. She had been pacing in the dark room when he entered, and she backed against the wall, looking very scared until she recognized him.

"Looks like you're feeling better," he said. "Have they brought your clothes back yet?" She bit her lip and looked down, shaking her head.

"I'm really worried," she told him. "What if I get back, and it's completely light? If I'm not covered completely, I don't think I'll last long enough to get out of there! What if it happens tomorrow morning? The light should come strait through the window! I'll be a little pile of ashes and goo in minutes!"

"MARCI!" Virgil said loudly. She paused and looked at him. "Calm down. You'll be fine. Gear will be there when you go back, and I'll be here when you get 'sucked' back here. No matter what happens, we'll be able to help." She looked slightly calmer at his words, but fear still lurked in her cat-like eyes.

Virgil sighed, and took off his trench coat. "Here," he handed it to her. "Put this on, and throw the blanket over your head," he used static electricity to untuck the blanket and float it over to them. "That should at least help until he can get you out of there." She stood looking at the blanket and the coat for several seconds, before looking up with a smile.

"Thanks," she said softly. He could only smile back.

"Look," he glanced over his shoulder, "I'm not supposed to be here...so I gotta go. Later." With that, he began to float out of the window and into the night, but stopped when he heard her sharp gasp. Turning back, he could see Marci's stark yellow eyes open wide with pain.

"Static," she gasped. "It's...starting!"

darkbustehrancher: Thank you so much! I wish I had a good grasp on scientific things...well, I have enough to make this bull seem decent...; :hug: I really appreciate that.

Worker72: Indeed I do owe an explaination...and since I may forget in the future, I'll explain now. If anything from this fake demension is in contact with the real world, "it" will act as if it were a really person in real time, which is why Virgil and Stock can interact with things around them. It's like the matter reforms...and theres a lot more scientific stuff that I won't even pretend to know. But, yeah...that's my explaination. Although Viper is technically only a few days old, he remembers everhtning as if he'd been alive as long as Virgil, although it's not true, jsut because that's how human matter acts in the real world...does that make sense?

LaBOBruen: Thank you! I'm so glad that there's someone else here who loves SS and Danny:D

sye04: Thank you for reading. I lovefeedback. :hug:

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