Well heres the next chapter. Hope you enjoy. By the way nobody is mine well except Tony, Anna and Drew they do belong to me.

Tony woke with a start. He thought he heard someone scream, he sat up and listened intently for a few moments, but nothing happened.

Must just be my imagination he thought, as he began to lay back down. He began to drift in and out of sleep until another scream startled him. That's not my imagination he thought.

Quickly he jumped out of his bed and ran into the hallway. There he saw Anna coming out of Drew's room, holding a very terrified Drew. Tony looked at Anna.

"Do you have any idea where that shriek came from?" Anna asked stroking Drew's hair, trying to calm him down. Tony just nodded his head; the cries seem to be coming from everywhere.

Then it sliced the air again. Drew looked up, his face pale from fright. "It sounds like its coming from Daddy's room" he whimpered.

Quickly Anna put Drew down. "Go into your room and do not, and I repeat do not come out unless we come to get you, O.K?" she whispered to him. He nodded and slipped into his room.

Quietly they slipped down to their father's door and silently pushed the door open. They walked in, but it was too dark to see anything. So Anna moved over to the window and opened the blind to let the sun illuminate room and the rambling man in the bed.

Anna let out a small gasp of surprise. There was their father entangled in his sheets like a straightjacket. His whole body was shaking violently and sweat beaded all over his body.

His thick, black hair was disarrayed and soaked with sweat. His eyes were squinted in pain making his deformed side looks horrible. But it didn't bother the children at all.

"What do we do?" Tony asked, looking concerned. "Well he can't exactly move can he? So let's just see if he'll wake up on his own." Anna said. She looked at him and said "Maybe it's just a nightmare, you know like we just to have."

Tony couldn't thank of anything better to do so he walked over to the window and closed the blinds. Then he and Anna left the room. They walked down the hall to Drew's room and knocked.

The door creaked open a little and all they could see were his two little eyes. "Is daddy going to be O.K?" he asked in a squeaky voice. Tony pushed the door open and in one movement scooped up Drew into his arms. "Yes, he's just having a nightmare, but he seems fine now" Tony said.

They began to walk towards the stairs and Drew started to tremble. "Drew what's wrong?" Anna asked as she stroked his hair to comfort him.

"I don't want daddy to be sick" came the little voice. Anna smiled up at Tony. Drew had a big heart and he hated to see people he loved hurt.

"Don't worry O.G. How about we go get some cereal and go watch Kids WB? We'll be just in time for The Batman" Tony said, beamed as the little boys head pop up.

"O.K lets go to the living room! High HO!" Drew said laughing as Anna turned around and said jokingly "What did you just call me?" Drew turned red. "Nothing" was all he said.

As they walked down the stairs they didn't hear the alarm clock going off in their dads' room. They were to busy laughing.

Erik could never remember pain like this. It coursed its way through his body like a trail of fire. It began to burn his body from the inside out and then after it stopped and he thought it done it would begin all over again.

He knew nobody could hear him and even if they could nobody would help him. But right now he cared very little and began to scream as the pain ate at him.

Then it all just stopped. He had no idea what stopped it but it ended. The strangest part was he could feel a bed or something under his body. But I was just hung. What's going on? He thought.

He felt something soft tickle his face. It felt like –but no it couldn't be. Could it? Was it light? Next he heard soft murmurings of people. What is going on? He thought again.

The light, after a few moments disappeared and the voices left. He heard those voices joined by another squeaky voice. They spoke for a few moments then began to travel away from where he was. Then he heard laughter and the voices disappeared all together.

He lay there, feeling very confined by something. He didn't want to open his eyes yet so he moved around until the object of his thought was removed from his body.

Then he rolled over onto his right side. If he had opened his eyes early he would have realized he was perched precariously on the edge of the bed and that it wasn't his bed.

But the moment of peace was about to be shattered. All of a sudden a loud beeping noise erupted from behind, sending him over the edge with fright.

He hit the floor with a loud thud. "DAMN!" he screamed, excepted it came out all mumbled because he was still kissing the floor.

I know its not that much of a drop from my bed and besides my bed has sides. Obviously this doesn't. He sat up and rubbed his face. His whole face.

It began to worry him that his mask wasn't on, but as he stood up that worry left his mind quickly. Where in this entire world am I?

Drew had been the first to hear the thump from upstairs. He was sitting on the floor behind the coffee table eating his cereal. Tony and Anna where just coming in with their food when they all heard "DAMN!"

Tony and Anna set their bowls down and begin run. Drew would have followed but Anna yelled for him to stay down in the living room.

They ran as fast a possible to the door that lead into their dad's room. They opened it and ran in. It was now light enough for light to get into the room slightly or just enough to pull the room from complete darkness.

There standing by the bed was their dad with a completely bewildered look on his face. His head shot in their direction as they walked in and for some odd reason they could tell that this man was not their dad.

"Where am I?" the man asked. His question hung in the air for what felt like eternity. Then Tony broke the silence with the only suitable answer he could think of. "You're in New York City."