Stitches was sitting atop the roof, picking at the ceiling with a crow bar, trying to make the ceiling cave again. Layla walked in and looked around, finally looking up and seeing his beady eyes looking at her with an evil smirk playing across his lips.

"Hello, little girl. Mind if I drop in?" With that, the little beast dropped from the ceiling and snatched the screaming Layla. He had just started to climb up the wall when Warren burst in.

"GET THE HELL OFF HER!" While Stitches was distracted from Layla, she tried to wiggle out of his grasp, only succeeding in making him hold her tighter.

"Ah, ah ah!" He started back up the wall, leaving her to kick and scream as she helplessly ascended up the wall. She had taken all the accessible plants out, so she couldn't count on them to help her. Warren stood on the ground, looking up at her, fuming. Literally. His hands were smoking and he was itching to burn the little green freak off the wall. But he was holding Layla. Just at that moment, Will, Ethan, Magenta, and Zach came running in.

"AHHH!" Magenta screamed. "War, do something! Burn him!"

"I can't you idiot! I might hit Layla!" Warren was smoking from the hands, and was trying, in vain, to control his anger. The group took a step back as not only his hands, but his arms, too, became ablaze.

"Warren...your arms...they kinda, well...ARE ON FIRE!" Zach was freaking out about his new little development of Warren's.

Warren was seriously getting pissed off. His girlfriend was no suspended over a hundred feet in the air by a grinning psycho-maniac in a green leotard and tights. He was non too pleased when Zach started yelling about his arms being on fire as well as his hands. That had only every happened once before; when he fought Will for the first time.

"Lemme go, lemme go, lemme go!" Layla screamed at the top of her lungs, kicking and screaming at Stitches, who just cackled insanely at her futile attempts to be set free.

He was nearly on the roof when she stopped struggling. When he looked at her to see what had caused the change, she saw her muttering to herself. She had gone completely limp, and was muttering something to herself. He quickly scaled the remaining feet to the broken ceiling, climbed onto the roof, and continued to chip away at the ceiling.

"What the hell is she doing?" Warren was panicked now. Layla had stopped struggling and screaming, and she was too far up to see if she was OK.

"She's saving her energy, so that once she gets nearer to plants she can use her power," Will said, awe struck. That girl really was a genius.

"Well, she better hurry. He's nearly on the roof... and never mind. He is on the roof." Magenta quickly corrected herself as Stitches swung a leg over the jagged edges of the ceiling and hoisted Layla with him. A few moments later, the group heard the chink chink chink of Stitches chipping away at the ceiling.

Oh my god. Oh my god. Breathe, Layla. Just breathe. Layla thought to herself. If I could only get the grass and flowers on the ground to hear me... She tried to reach out, but wasn't able to get the plants. Well, only one other option...here goes nothing, or everything...

The group gasped as they saw Layla's form slowly appear over the edge of the ceiling. Just then, they heard a mighty crack as in one swift motion, Layla dived off the ceiling and the piece she had previously occupied broke off.

"OH MY GOD! LAYLA!" Magenta was screaming, and couldn't do anything to save her best friend from the fate she would surely receive.

Warren watched her fall, and the ceiling fall shortly after her. He had to make a choice. Expose his new power, and save his girl? Or let her die, and remain unfound?

Within an instant, he heard Layla's scream of terror and he made his decision.

Warren dove to where she would land. The second she hit his arms he threw her to Will, who was standing dumb founded a few feet away. When Layla hit him, he caught her, and his strength was the only thing that prevented them from falling over.

"WARREN, NO!"