OK, hope you like this chapter.

As you may have noticed, I have made a few things up. I don't know if there is a skateboard team at Storm Chargers, but there is now.

I don't actually know what colours Kapri and Marah are, I know one's orange so if I have it wrong, please let me know so I can change it.

Oh, and they are good now, but Lothor still exists. The time scale of things is totally messed up in this story so if you get confused at any point, just ask, ok? I don't mind explaining it to you.

Also, if you notice I have anything else wrong, please feel free to let me know!

Disclaimer: (I forgot to put a disclaimer on the first chapter because I am new at this and didn't know how to work the site, but this applies for the previous chapter as well.) This is FICTION, hence the site. This is just something that has come from my twisted and warped mind. So please don't sue, as I have nothing to give you! Oh, and the story title is from the song 'Mistaken Identity' by Delta Goodrem.

Pairings: Hunter/OC, Blake/Tori, Dustin/Marah, Cam/Leanne, Shane/Kapri

Chapter 3

Keiko and Hunter were walking along the beach one evening, hand in hand, and with nobody else around. They sat there on the sand, just enjoying each other's company. After a bit of making out they suddenly heard,

"I think I'm going to be sick…." They pulled apart and found Shimazu standing there with Zurgane and many, many Kelzacks. They got to their feet and Hunter just turned to Keiko.

"Run!"

She shook her head, "You have to come with me. I'm not leaving you."

"Please, just go. Go get Blake or something."

Keiko relentlessly ran away as the Kelzacks began attacking Hunter.

When she was out of view of everyone, she started to ninja streak away. She thanked any god that would listen that she was still able to do that and carried on to try and find Blake or anyone else. Unfortunately, she couldn't find anybody, anywhere. She gave up and streaked back to Hunter. As she arrived she saw Zurgane shoot him with a laser and again, like all those years ago, she couldn't move to save him. She saw him fall to the ground and the monsters disappear. She ran over to Hunter and knelt down, cradling his head on her lap. She looked for a pulse and found one, but it was only feint. She took out her cell and dialled an ambulance.

"Please, hold on, I can't loose you as well…" she whispered, taking his hand and letting tears slowly fall on to the ground.

At the hospital…

As soon as they arrived at the hospital, Hunter was rushed away from Keiko. She had to fill in some forms and when that was done, she rang Blake.

"Blake's phone, speak to me."

"Blake… It's Keiko."

"Hey, what's wrong? You sound like you're crying…" he said concerned, as the others looked at him from where they were gathered, in Ninja Ops.

"It's Hunter…"

"What about Hunter?"

"He's in the hospital. Some monster things attacked us and he got hurt badly. You need to get here soon."

"We'll be right there."

When they arrived, they found Keiko sat next to Hunter's bed, crying silently and whispering something in Japanese. Blake, Leanne and Cam were the only people who could understand her though.

"Never knew you spoke Japanese," Cam said softly.

"When my parents died, the people who looked after me started to teach me," She answered, not taking her eyes away from Hunter who looked like he was sleeping.

Blake walked around to the other side of the bed and took Hunter's other hand.

"Ow!" Keiko cried, holding her chest.

"What's wrong?" Dustin said.

"I just got a pain in my chest, is all."

"Why don't you go for a walk or something, get some air? You look like you could do with it. Hunter will be fine for a while," Tori suggested.

Keiko nodded, "Um, Blake, you mind if I go back to your house? I thought I'd get some of Hunter's things for him."

"Not at all. That's a good idea," Blake smiled.

She nodded, wiped her eyes and left the hospital, walking slowly.

At Hunter's house…

When she reached Blake and Hunter's apartment, she felt a pain in her chest again. She ignored it and opened the door with the key Hunter had given her. She walked into Hunter's room and looked around smiling. It was so typically him. The walls were a crimson colour with wooden drawers and a wardrobe, while most of his clothes seemed to be piled on top of a chair in the corner. His dresser had a few framed photographs on it; Blake and himself, the whole gang at a place she'd never seen and Hunter and her. The picture was taken after a motocross meet, in which Hunter won. She was kissing his cheek in congratulations while Kelly took the photo. She unexpectedly dropped to the floor and started to bawl. 'This is my entire fault. I swore to myself that I'd never let anyone I care about go again, and what do I go and do? I stood there. I could have saved him. I could have done something. I should have done something. If Hunter dies, I will never, ever forgive myself."

About an hour passed and she finally stopped crying. She realised what her job was and stood up, slightly shaking and the pain going through her chest didn't help either. She opened his wardrobe and took out some clothes, placing them in a bag. She looked around, 'now if I were a blanket, where would I be?' Hunter had said he had this special blanket that his biological mother had given him when he was born. He still used it if he was feeling lonely, now it was just him and Blake, it made him feel loved. She felt the pain in her chest again and she made a grab at the place it hurt. This time it was even worse. It soon passed though and she laughed slightly to herself, 'under the bed of course.'

She knelt down on the floor and felt the pain again, this time sharper and longer than before. When it had gone she reached under the bed and pulled out the crimson blanket. She went to stand up but felt another pain, causing her to fall back to the ground. She looked under the bed again, waiting to get up and saw a medium sized, wooden box. She reached for it and brought it out from its hiding place. She got back up and sat on the bed, with the box on her knee. She felt the pain again. She looked at the box. It was dark wood with lightning bolts going around the outside of the box to decorate. There were quite a few Japanese symbols on it, which Keiko read as Honour, Strength, Focus, Love and Knowledge. She traced the patterns with her finger and felt another pain in her chest, even harder than before. She looked at the lock and screwed her face up. There was no way anyone was getting in that thing. There was a space on the box in the shape of a star. She felt another pain as she placed it down and walked over to the dresser and mirror to retrieve Hunter's aftershave. She looked in the mirror and stared hard. She gasped suddenly. She raced back over to the bed. It had finally clicked in her head. Another pain went through her chest but she didn't care. Her body was racing with adrenaline. She removed her emulate and turned it over. She flicked at a little piece of metal on the underside, causing the emulate to gain five points on it, like a star. The circle of the necklace stood out slightly… like a handle. She had figured out it did that when she was playing with it one night. She placed it in the lock and turned it. She held her breath until she heard a click and the lid of the box opened.

She stared hard at the box, not even touching the lid. So many questions were racing through her mind. She felt the pain again, even worse this time, and she took a deep breath. She lifted the lid slowly and found inside something that would change the course of her life forever.