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"Give it up Jack," said Bridge, watching his friend. Sam, Jack and Sky had also been captured by those weird spandex clad robots. They had been thrown into a cage like cell thing. Jack yelled in frustration again as he finally realised that he couldn't phase out of the prison, and that if he tried, the walls would emit a small, but painful nonetheless, eletric shock. "Somehow they managed to nuetralize our genetic powers in here. Which if you ask me, is pretty weird because I don't get how they knew we had genetic powers in the first place. But since all of us here has genetic powers, they probably know... That probably means that our powers have something to do with this whole thing," continued Bridge, now dong a hand stand.

"All of us have genetic powers?" asked Jack, throwing a glance at Syd, who was sitting at the other end of the prison, isolated from the rest from them, and biting her nail thoughtfully. "What about her?"

"What do you think happened to Z?" replied Bridge. Z was sleeping peacefully, with Sky's lap as a pillow. Sleeping always took pain away, according to Bridge. And Z wasn't exactly looking as if she was in pain. "She kinda got hit by her and yeah..." Sky smiled wryly at Bridge, both Sam and Z were using him as pillows, so he could not move or risk waking one or the other up.

Marching over to Syd, Jack demanded angrily, "What did you do with Z?" Bridge had decided telling the others the whole details of the earlier confrontation, afraid of what the others might do and say and basically feel. And he was right. They would be angry. They would want to know exactly what happened. And they would be surprised. No one besides the five of them, Sam, Z, Bridge, Jack and Sky, actually knew who else had powers like them. That was the core reason why they were good friends in the first place, the bond they had forged through their powers, the fact that there parents knew each other helped too.

"I'm sorry," said Syd, feeling a little bad for what she did. She had attacked Z with no reason. From what Bridge told her, when they were alone in the cell, they had been looking for her to apologise for what Z had said earlier. And instead, Syd had injured her. Thankfully, according to Bridge, Z wasn't hurt that bad, only bruised. No broken bones. Or anything fatal. "I'm sorry," she repeated, looking down on the ground. "I didn't know that I'd hit her so hard and-"

"You WHAT?" shouted Jack.

Z shot awake, woken up by Jack's explosion. Startled, she looked around, confused at her surroundings. "Where are we?" she asked, both tiredly and panicked. Sky put a finger to his lips and pointed at Sam, making a 'Shh'-ing sound, glaring at Jack. "Oh."

"We don't know either," answered Bridge, shrugging.

"We're all here," said Z, observing the others.

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"Why are they important? I don't get it. Why must we capture them?" pestered Mora. Empreror Grumm groaned, why had he even got this little girl in the first place? "Why? Why? I don't get it. What so nice about their planet anyway?"

"You will KEEP QUIET!" shouted Grumm, pissed. His eyes flashed red dangerously.

"Can I play with one of them?" she asked, a little meekly. Grumm could turn her back into... The other her. She was bored playing only with Cindy Sunshine. "I'll get the least dangerous and fight-y one," she pleaded. "Please..."

"OK! OK!" answered Grumm, doing anything to get Mora out of his non-existant hair.

"Yay!" cried the little girl and ran off, with her doll in her arm and malice in her mind.

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The stone door of the cell opened, surprisingly silent. "Hello," said Mora, greeting the prisoners. She smiled sweetly at all of them, whislt using her hand to comb her precious Cindy Sunshine's hair. "I want to play with you." Her smile gew wider, at the surprised expressions on their faces. "We'll play tea," she said. Then she noticed the sleeping Sam. "Why he is sleeping? I AM TALKING!" she screamed, shocking Sam up and destroying their impressions of Mora being a nice, sweet, little girl. She remembered the deal she had made with Grumm. The one with the weakest genetic power. Mora knew who. "I want to play with him," she said, pointing at Bridge.

"Why Bridge?" injected Z, standing up, ignoring the pain as she did.

"Because," Mora said sweetly, and gently. "He's the weakest." She let out a cold laugh, so unlike the way she nice innocent spoke, which made them realise that this girl was not an ordinary little girl, but a one that might have a split personality, or a psychopath.

"Weakest? What are you talking about?" demanded Z, Jack and Sky at the same time. Bridge, instead, looked down on the floor. Was he really the weakest?

"He has the least powerful genetic power out of the six of you," explained Mora, in a long-suffering voice. "So do you want to have tea with me?" she asked, in her sweet little girl voice again. "If you don't, I can get your friends vapourised. Like that girlie." Pointing to Z, inwardly she beamed at Bridge's panicked look. "Or them." She geustured to the rest of the group. "If you have tea with me, I'll release your friends, and when you have tea with me. You can leave the ship too."

"I can't say no can I?" replied Bridge, slowly. "Sure why not. But I don't really drink tea."

Mora brightened up. "It's pretend tea," she said, and geustured for Bridge to follow her.

"And them?" he asked, accusingly.

"They'll go back home," she said, snapping her fingers. There was a five second pause and the five of them disappeared in a flash of light, similar to how the robots appeared. "C'mon! I'll introduce you to Cindy Sunshine and we can play all day!" She skipped along the corridor, laughing and giggling so innocently it would be hard to believe that she could actually suggest vapourising anyone, with Bridge trailing reluctantly behind.

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Mora was true to her word. They indeed were back on Earth. But without their psychic friend. "We got to get back up there! Bridge is there, that girl might be lying. What if-"

"Z! Z! Calm down!" cried Jack, shaking the frantic and rambling duplicator. "We need a plan! I mean we can't just go and charge up onto that place thing and just go grab Bridge."

Syd was surprised at the sight of Z almost on the edge of a panic attack. The whole group must have a big family bond. "If we could just teleport there," she mummered thoughtfully. "I mean, that's how we got there wasn't it?"

Sam grinned and started jumping up and down. "I can do it! I can do it!" he proclaimmed, loudly and energetic. "I can do it!"

"No way kiddo," stated Sky, shaking his head, and pushing Sam down, so he would stop bouncing around the group. "You don't even know where that place is. All we know about that place is practically nothing. Only that Bridge is there, having 'tea' with that girl. And for all we know, this might be more complicated than we think it is." Sam frowned, just as he was about to protest. Sky interrupted, "Besides I know that you know that all of us know that you can't teleport more than two people, much less the whole group of us, without being extremely exhausted." Sam pondered over Sky's reasoning for a while, before opening his mouth to say something. When Sky continued, "No you can't go alone." Glaring at Sky, Sam stopped trying to 'out smart' the force field creator.

"Sky's right," agreed Jack. "Look. It's already so late. We have to get home. Just tell your mum that Bridge is... That Bridge is at his friend's house. Sleeping over or something like that. Do not tell her the truth," instructed Jack, taking charge of the situation. "Try to think of a plan, meet here tomorrow at 8."

"But-" Before Z could finish her sentence, she was silenced by that look Jack alway gave her when she was being 'unreasonable'. Grumbling, she agreed. So did the others. "Tomorrow, 8, meet here, save Bridge?" Jack nodded. "Sure. Oh and Syd. Sorry about just now..."

Syd looked surprised, she still wanted to apologise? "I'm sorry too." The two of them smiled at each other.

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"So what do you like to play?" asked Bridge, uncertain. He was getting very bad vibes from Mora. Bridge then realised that his powers had kicked back in, that probably meant that the shield which stopped their powers from working had only been limited to the cell which they were confined in. Mora was emitting dark and negative emotions, which reminded Bridge, forcibly, of a black hole, sucking all positive emotions and replacing it with evil and sadness. Unwillingly, he shivered. It was getting cold.

Mora led him into her room. Cindy Sunshine was already in her seat. She smiled, there was also another reason why she chose this boy. Not only because he had the weakest powers, but because of what his powers were. "We're going to have pretend tea," stated Mora, simply. She pulled out a chair and motioned for Bridge to sit on it. Warily, he agreed to, hoping that the 'pretend' tea party would end soon so he could go back home. Mora had switched back to her sweet little 'I'm just a kid' mode. "Would you like to carry Cindy Sunshine?" she asked, politely, holding out the disfigured and hairless except for hairs a few doll.

"No thank you," said Bridge, quickly, refraining from touching anything that the girl might offer him. He was afraid of the feelings and emotions he would get if it actually came in contact with his skin.

Mora switched into her other personality. The demanding, unreasonable one. "You WILL carry her NOW!" she yelled, at the top of her voice at the cowering psychic. "YOU WILL CARRY HER NOW!" she shouted, even louder than the first shout she had released. "Or else..."

"Okay... Okay..." said Bridge, quickly, getting a serious head ache from the shouting and loud emotions that Mora was emitting. As long as it didn't touch his skin, he would be fine... He grabbed the doll and pretended to cradle it like a baby. "Er... Rock-a-bye baby?" he said, unsure. It had been a long while since he played with dolls. The last time he ever played with a doll was when he was 6. And he had been playing with Z. And they were making the dolls wrestle each other.

Mora grinned, evilly. "Why don't you take off your gloves? You can't play with Cindy Sunshine with gloves," said Mora, strict. "Take your gloves OFF!" Bridge shook his head. "NOW! NOW! NOW! NOW! NOW!"

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"Now! Now! Now!" Grumm sighed. What was Mora yelling about again? It's not like there was anyone with her right now. Right? With a roar, he got up to check why Mora was being such a pain.

"MORA!" he yelled, as he entered the room. His gaze fell on the green clad, glove wearing brunette teen, sitting on one of the chairs, opposite Mora, holding Cindy Sunshine. "Why is he out of the cell?" he asked, enraged. "He should be locked up tight with the others!"

Mora got up, unsure. "Well..." She started, her heart beating wildly. She threw a glance at her 'friend'. He was with his eyes squeezed shut, and his hands over his ears. Perfect. "I let the others go. I have a plan," she stated simply. Grumm's red eyes flashed dangerously. "Now calm down. Calm down, Grummy. My plan is to use him against his friends. Then all we have to do is just get the genetic powers," she said, waving her hands. Bridge didn't seem to hear her. "All I have to do is get those gloves off his hands. And everything would go smoothly. They would never want to fight or hurt their friend would they?"

"You're lucky this time," he said, his voice low and threatening. With one swift motion, he grabbed Bridge and pulled off the glove on his right hand. Mora giggled, tossing him Cindy Sunshine.

"Let me go!" cried Bridge, panicking. His glove was off. His glove was off. His glove was off. "Let me go!" He struggled against Grumm's grip, but the effort was futile. Grumm was much stronger than him. Cindy Sunshine found her way to his hand. There was a whirlwind of pictures that didn't make sense to him. He heard Mora and the Grumm guy laughing evily. He knew that Grumm had put him back on the ground, but he was too weak to get up. Then everything went black. And he could not remember anything.

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"Where's Bridge?" asked Mrs. Delgado. She had a soft spot for the teen, thinking him not only as a friend's son but actually a son of hers. Which was probably the reason why she decided to take him in after that horrible fire.

"He's... At his friend's house. They're having a all night gaming marathon," said Z, lying and not looking her mother in the eye. Mrs Delgado regarded her daughter carefully. She looked very troubled. She scanned her adopted son's, Sam, face. He looked troubled too. "He said that he is really sorry he forgot to tell you but-" She broke off.

Sam quickly cut in, talking at the speed of a 100m/h. "But he said that he already finished all his homework and thinks that if you want to ground him you have every right to when he comes back home." He smiled, innocently. "Bye mum! Z's going to help me with my homework." Then he pushed his sister into his room, before Mrs Delgado could reply. Shaking her head, she wondered why the children looked so troubled.

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"What if he doesn't come back? What if she lied? What if he's injured? What if he's-" Sam cut Z off, with a loud groan.

"Z, you have many 'What ifs'. Don't worry. That girl kept her promise with us didn't she? We're here. Back home. She'll honour her promise and let Bridge come home ok?" said Sam, trying to make his sister less frantic. He never did understand why Z often worried about Bridge so much. It was probably because Bridge behaved like a small boy and Z had this 'protective big sister' thing. Sam knew that Bridge once stood up for Z before, when they were being teased for their powers. "Don't worry," he said again.

"I don't know... I just have this really bad feeling..." stated Z.

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I hope you like this chapter. I was afraid that it might not be as long as I expected it to be. I couldn't phrase some parts correctly... If you have any ideas, please tell me. I already planned out the story, but I think it's a little short. So if you have any ideas. Just tell me via review.

Could have updated sooner, but with my lazyness... Hehe...

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