AN: Hey everyone. I Know I'm late with this update. I'm sorry. You see, the last chapter was so tense, I was having trouble figuring out where to go with this one. Not too much going on in this chapter. Hope it's not too boring. Thanks again to Alma Oakley for your support. I can't thank you enough :)

The girls were overjoyed. The hug between the three of us seemed to last forever. Magenta kissed me on the forehead. "Darling, you look absolutely miserable. You're burning up. You look pale, and your voice is hoarse. Are you feeling alright?" "To be honest, I feel like shit. I suddenly caught a terrible cold. I bet it's from all the hell I've been through with Frank. I must've worried myself sick." "Don't worry, Mag. It's just a cold. Humans get them all the time. She'll probably be better in a few days, a week, maybe two." Magenta looked relieved. "Has he done anything to hurt you. What has he done now? It was bad enough that he didn't let you come back to us. We were worried sick when we heard Frank chasing after you. You must have upset him." I nodded. "I tried to sneak out this morning while he was asleep. Unfortunately, he caught me. When he noticed I wasn't feeling well, he told me to bathe. In front of him again, of course. I said no and ran away. I ran downstairs and hid under the kitchen sink. Poor Riff tried to cover for me, but Frank knew he was lying. Frank found me and carried me back to his room...but the worst was yet to come." Both girls looked worried. "He took of my clothes and bathed me himself. And much to my dismay, I reacted to his touches. He, of course , was elated. I told him I wasn't enjoying it, that it was my body reacting to him. He said he didn't believe me. He finished washing me, and I couldn't take it anymore." Magenta was pissed. I could tell she wanted to kill Frank, for what was probably at this point the millionth time. One thing I noted about Magenta awhile ago is that I would never want to be the one to piss her off. Talk about a firey redhead. "We heard you sobbing. Did he-" "No, he didn't. I was so overwhelmed being so vulnerable in such an intimate situation. It was humiliating." Magenta was once again relieved. "I fell asleep and when I woke up, I noticed Frank wasn't in the room and the door was open. So I took it as my chance to sneak back to you." Magenta pulled me closer protectively. There wasn't any space left between the three of us. "We're so glad you're safe." "But that's not all. On my way over here, I overheard Frank talking to Riff downstairs. I know what he's planning to do with those formulas. He..he's planning on creating different formulas to eliminate emotions he doesn't like in humans so they"ll be more compliant. Basically he'll have the ability to turn anyone into an emotionless, perfectly compliant playthings. And if he wants to, he could probably eliminate all of a person's emotions. He said he'll use me as me as a test subject if I in his words 'don't learn to behave.' The girls looked at each other horrified. "Oh, God, Mags. I thought he was crazy before," Columbia said shakily. Magenta nodded. "I know. Remember the screams we used to hear in the middle of the night?" Columbia nodded and shivered from the thought. "W-wait, what are you guys talking about?" I was about to regret asking that question. "Remember when Riff was talking about Frank's experiments on humans?" I swallowed hard. "Y-yeah." "I know from what Riff told me when they were creating Rocky." "What did he do, Magenta?" "Eddie's brain wasn't the only part of the body used from humans. Frank would...he would..." I knew she was having a hard time talking about it. "At first, it wasn't about creating Rocky. He wanted to see how Humans were different from Transilvanians. He tried different tests, like injecting Transylvanian substances into the bloodstream to see how they would react. To see if there were notable physical changes." I nodded telling her to go on. "It usually caused subjects a lot of pain, made them sick, or killed them. I'm not sure what happened to them after that. Riff wouldn't tell me. As he got the idea to create the perfect man, he used attributes from his former playmates while they were still alive, and stored them in the deep freeze to preserve them. He took various body parts, anything that he thought was an endearing part of his playmates. With Transilvanian technology, he was able to use those parts to create the body. Without the technology, he wouldn't have been able to mend them together. As you may know, you can't cut off a person's arm, attach it to another body, and expect it to work as well as it did on the original owner's body, or if it will work on the other body at all. Riff told me that Frank said it was a way for him to keep a part of his playmates with him. By taking the attributes he liked best from his playmates, he could create the perfect man. It makes sense, really. He's possessive of Rocky because each part of him represents his playmates." Frank really is a mad scientist! I backed away, "So when you came here, you wanted to experiment on us?!" "No, no, dear. When Riff told you we were originally sent here to learn about your cultures, and how humans are different from us, he was telling the truth. We were sent here to observe. We never meant any harm to come to humans." "But aren't there other scientists they could've sent?""Well, yes. But the Queen Mother chose Frank because he's her 'precious little darling boy.' She thought the mission would be good for him because he's one of our best scientists. She wanted to know more about Earth and life on it. But what she didn't count on was without structure and supervision, he's free to do as he pleases." "She really should have picked another scientist," I said. "Tell me about it," she laughed. "Speaking of Eddie, are those pictures you're looking at of him, Columbia?" She smiled. "Yeah." "He doesn't look very friendly." "Yeah Eddie might look mean and first glance, but once I got to know him, he was a sweetie." She smiled and held the book close to her chest.

We had been talking for several hours. We heard agonizing screams coming from downstairs. Each one was louder than the one before. It was Riff screaming. Was Frank hurting him? They lasted for several minutes. After awhile, they finally stopped. It wasn't long after that that we heard someone coming up the stairs. We were terrified. Was it Frank? The footsteps got louder as they approached the room. The three of us huddled together, preparing ourselves. The footsteps stopped at our door. There was a knock. None of us awnswered. "Dearest sister, we need to talk." Relieved to know it was Riff, she told him to come in. He closed the door behind him.

AN: Well that turned out to be intense, didn't it? Hope you liked the chapter:)