Seeing the choppers, Chandler had no choice but to turn around and go back, just to see what was going on. He landed on the front lawn and went back to normal. He looked at the house, and realized it was completely dark inside.

"Ok," he thought as he examined the house. "Either they all went to bed early, or the power went out."

He headed to the front door and cautiously opened it. He peered down the hall, unable to make out anything. "Hello?" he called. There was no response.

He had a ball of electricity form around his hand for lighting purposes. He walked down various halls, trying to find any sign of anyone. He went by Joey's room and called for him, but there was no answer either.

He was just about to head over to Monica's room when a panicking tabby came sprinting down the hall. Not paying attention to where it was going, it rammed right into Chandler's legs. Chandler let out a yelp as he took a few steps back. The cat stopped also, shaking its head in confusion. It quickly changed into a terrified Joey.

"Joey?" asked Chandler in confusion. "Why were you a cat and where is everyone?"

"No time! Quick, follow me!" instructed Joey as he ran down the hall. He quickly drug Chandler and himself into a coat closet and slammed the door shut.

"Chandler, why are you-"

Joey slammed his hand against Chandler's mouth, keeping him quiet. They could hear a bunch of men stampeding down the hall, looking for something.

"You check that way, and I'll look in the basement. We can't let him get away, or Von Doom will have our tails!" called one man.

As soon as the hall was clear, Chandler ripped Joey's hand off his face and whispered in a loud voice, "What is going on here?"

"Well," started Joey, "the power went out. And then we were all looking for each other when these guards came up and shot tranquilizer darts at us! I got away though and started running down the hall, and then I bumped into you!"

"Well what does Von Doom want with us?" asked Chandler.

"I don't know! All I know is we need to find the others, and then we'll get things straightened out!" said Joey.

Right after he said that, a guard opened the door to find Chandler and Joey in the closet. "Aw, you two are sickos," he said as he held up a tranquilizer gun.

Joey shrieked as Chandler shocked the guy, enough to stun him so they could get away. They darted down the hall as fast as they could. The guard took off after them, loading his gun.

"THIS WAY!" shouted Joey as he pointed to a door. Right before he reached the doorway, a red fuzzy tranquilizer dart glided through the air and planted itself in his butt. He yelped in pain and started to slow down.

"Just ... keep... running..." gasped Joey as he tried to crawl towards the door.

"Joey..." whispered Chandler as he saw the guard getting closer.

"Go!" he yelled as he motioned for Chandler to go.

Chandler gave his friend one last look, then he headed through the door, locking it behind him. He turned to see what was in the room, but was greeted by an unsuspected sight. He saw it was a launch pad for helicopters, and there were Von Doom choppers on it. He quickly darted behind a large piece of machinery to avoid being seen.

"Here's one more," said a man. "He was running with some other guy, but he got away."

Chandler listened as he peeked around the corner. He saw a guard tossing Joey in the back of a chopper. "Where could they be going with them?" wondered Chandler.

"You let us outa here!" shouted an angry female voice. Chandler craned his neck out a little further to see Monica writhing around in the back of the helicopter. "Let us go or I'll have to do something tragic!"

Chandler's heart sank as he saw his wife in that predicament. He wished eh could help, but he didn't want to throw himself out there. There was at least twenty guards in the room with fully loaded pistols. "I'll just have to follow them and see what they're up to..." thought Chandler as he watched them fire up the engines.

Monica screamed some more, begging to be set free. "Oh God I wish Chandler was here now, Oh my God!" she cried as the helicopter started to lift off the ground..

Chandler was touched that his wife was thinking about him at a time like this. After being such a jerk and walking out on them like that, he was surprised she even wanted to talk about him. "That's it," he said to himself as he watched the chopper go higher and higher. "I'm not just going to give up on my friends again. Not after all we've been through."

He received such a bolt of courage from that thought, he jumped right out there and said "Hey morons! Come and get me!"

"Chandler!" cried everyone from the chopper.

Of course, bullets began to shoot at him, but he quickly let out an energy burst, knocking all the guards unconscious.

"Guys!" he shouted to his distant friends, "I'm gonna hold the chopper still, and Monica, you make a tree for them to climb down!"

"Great idea!" shouted Monica back.

Chandler shot electricity up at the blades, which slowed them down greatly. They started to glitch back and forth, causing an unsteadiness on the chopper. The pilot inside was just clutching the seat for dear life, hoping they wouldn't crash.

Monica made a large oak grow its way up to the helicopter. "Ok," she called to her friends, "I need Ross to carry Joey. Everyone else, down the tree!"

One by one, they filed down the tree. Last was Ross, who was having a problem with the fairly heavy Joey. He was halfway down when he called to Monica, "I don't think I can carry him any more!"

"Here," she shouted as she made a branch shift to fit under Joey. "Put him on there, I'll have the tree bring him down!"

Ross placed the sleeping Joey on the branch, which then bent down and dropped him off on the cement floor. His eyes began to flutter open while he lay there. He slowly looked up to see a malfunctioning helicopter, a large oak tree with his friends climbing down it, and Chandler trying to keep the chopper up.

"What the hell is going on here?" asked Joey as he slowly headed over to Chandler.

"I'm saving everyone, what does it look like?" said Chandler as he struggled to keep the chopper up.

"Works for me," said Joey as he headed over to the base of the tree. He helped them down, and was confused at why Ross looked so exhausted. "Hey buddy, what's the matter? Too many burgers?"

"No," breathed Ross, "I had to carry you halfway down the freaking tree!"

Joey was just about to say something, but was cut off by Rachel screaming.