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Chapter!

STARTO!

(Tom's P.O.V.)

"And you seriously didn't think it would come through with you?" Kaz asked as Pipori chirped at him from atop my computer. I groaned, rubbing my face.

"I didn't, Kazzu. I mean, the CodeMasters would've mentioned the whole 'oh-don't-take-anything-out-of-Perim-because-it-just-so-happens-you-can' thing!" I was lucky last night; I told Mom that I took the goggles off and tripped over something. I was EXTREMELY lucky because Pipori had enough sense to be quiet while I hid him in my pillowcase.

"Well, all you have to do is go back to Chaotic, then to Perim, and give him back to Najaryn. I mean, it's not like he'll be mad or anything." I looked up at him, then stared blankly into space.

'Hey Najarin, here's Pipori! Guess what, I accidentally took him out of Perim and back to my world! Well, have a nice day!' Actually, I could honestly do that. I began sniggering as I imagined the look on the Muge's face as I handed him the puffball.

"See? Think happy thoughts..." Kaz grinned as I fell on my side laughing. He laid down next to me, smiling while I made my giggles subside.

"Here's an idea - Let's try taking Pipori back to Chaotic, and if it comes through, we'll be able to take him back to Perim." I blinked, and agreed. I got Pipori and plopped him onto my head.

"Hang tight, little guy. Stay on me, okay?" He cooed back happily. Kaz gave me an odd look as he handed me my Scanner.

"Guy? How do you know it's a guy?" I shrugged.

"I just...feel like it's a guy. It doesn't give off much of a feminine vibe." I pulled the goggles off for a few seconds, wiping the lens clean with the rag, and pulled them back on, pressing the switch.

I gulped audibly, then pressed down on the button.

I opened them to see the port court, and when I reached up, a familiar coo made me jump. Pipori had come through with me!

"It-It worked!" I exclaimed. Kaz snorted from nearby.

"Well, what didja expect? I AM an UnderWorlder." I rolled my eyes, all ready strengthening my resistance to Kaz's 'That's-why-UnderWorlders-Rule' speech. We walked over to a table and sat down.

"UnderWorlders are the best, blah blah blah..." I retorted as a robot plopped down a pepperoni pizza in front of us. Kaz grinned as he hurriedly dug in, and I laughed when he burned his tongue. He stuck the little pink appendage in my direction in an exaggerated pout.

"Kiz eh beddah." I snorted, then squealed as he leaned towards me, a serious expression on his face. I turned red, from embarrassment of course, and shoved a soda in his face giggling.

"Drink this mujical potion and recover ten hit points." I said in a deadpan imitation of the Drome Voice. Kaz pulled his tongue back in and grinned at my bad joke. I finally took the slice opposite him, and began munching on it. I tore off a small piece of pepperoni and fed it to Pipori, who growled as it took the red circle from my fingers.

"How does it-" Kaz started to ask, cutting himself off as Pipori's face split open halfway and a big tongue slid out, rolling around the red dot, and dragging it into the maw, snapping shut with a weird gloop noise. Kaz and I stared in disgust and horror at it for a moment.

"That was so cool!" I squealed after, tearing off another piece and feeding Pipori another chunk, bigger this time and with cheese on it. Kaz gagged as I fed the monstrosity, cooing at it like a beloved pet. He put his face in his hands.

"That was so gross..." I laughed at him, Kaz had such a weak nerve. I grinned as I poked another chunk into Pipori's mouth.

"Najaryn was really trying to freak someone out with this guy, huh? That's why Overworlders are so cool." I looked up at Kaz's blank face and grinned evilly. "Better than UnderWorlders, that's for sure." He snarled through a grin at me.

"WHAT?" I smiled as I cocked my eyebrow at him.

"You heard me." Kaz touched his hand to his forehead dramatically.

"Oh that's right. OverWorlders are better than UnderWorlders. In your dreams!" I rolled my eyes and went to take a bite out of my slice. "Compared to UnderWorlders, OverWorlders are wimps!" I gasped, and put down my piece. Pipori pounced on it, and what was left vanished into his jaws. I scooped up my Scanner and pulled up my deck.

"Wimps?" I began clicking rapidly through my arsenal. "Then I guess you're saying that Maxxor's a wimp, and Belrat's a wimp, and Maglax's-" Kaz cut me off.

"Man, I'm not saying OverWorlders aren't great creatures - I have them in my deck too." He stood up, and following him with my eyes I saw a figure just behind him a few feet away put his soda can down angrily. I paid him no heed as I smiled at Kaz, wondering how this argument would end.

"I'm just saying that one tribe consistintly has the guts to do whatever it takes to win." The figure was rapping his fingers on the table. Must've lost a match or something, I thought distractedly.

"And that tribe is the UnderWorlders. Chaor, Takinom, Magmon, ALL the UnderWorlders. They've got totally fierce fire power, and they're not afraid to use it." There was a THUD! from the figure, then a clatter from the soda can, now on the floor, as he stood up. He walked towards us, and I shrunk down as I realized he was listening to Kaz the entire time.

"UnderWorlders toast OverWorlders for breakfast. Face it Tom, UnderWorlders rule, OverWorlders drool." He had dark blue hair, spiked in what could pass as a Goku-reference, and his skin was a distinct yellow tan. He had a malicious look in his eyes as he stopped behind Kaz.

"Uh, Kazzy?" My voice had died out before I even said anything, and the tone was too soft for Kaz to hear the fear in my words.

(Ivan's P.O.V.)

My eyes scanned the crowd, searching for MajorTom and KidChaor. I managed to find MajorTom, my brother, and the girl player known as the ChaotiKween.

"MajorTom!" I called, weaving through the crowd as he turned to me.

"Heya Ivan. You know MajorT?" I blinked.

"MajorT?" MajorTom blinked at us.

"Wait, you guys are brothers?" Another guy stared at us.

"You guys have to have an epiphany now?" We swerved to stare at him until he turned to the monitor.

"So, anyway." We all turned to ChaotiKween. "Ivan is Peyton's brother, Tom is known as MajorT to Peyton, Ivan knows Tom, and apparently some people can't keep themselves from other's conversation!" She growled the part. The boy flipped her off. MajorTom blinked.

"Yeah, pretty much. Ivan, you can call me Tom, you know?" I blushed. Tom pointed to the screen.

"Kaz was being himself, y'know, talking about UnderWorlders, and this guy, Herculeon, comes over and starts bad-mouthin' Kaz. So, Kaz challenged him to a Drome-match, but he didn't know who Herculeon was until, well, it was too late." He explained. Peyton's jaw dropped, and I groaned.

"Herculeon is the biggest, most self-centered, selfish, biggity, neanderthal that anyone could know." ChaotiKween huffed. I think her name was Sarah.

"Woah, Sarah, that's a lotta hate for one dude." Peyton soothed. My brother was great at making friends. Wish I was too... I was startled out of my thoughts by Tom pulling towards him, and wrapping his arms around my neck.

"T-Tom?" I asked while blushing full-force.

"If it gets too scary, I need something cute to hide behind." He said while smiling down at me. Peyton snickered and Sarah elbowed him hard.

Normal P.O.V.

Kaz glared at Herculeon, even as they set down their Scanners.

"So, your friend MajorTom is an OverWorlder, right?" That was the first sign that something was wrong. Kaz lifted his eyes from his deck.

"And?" The bluenette sneered.

"Well, I can already tell he's smarter than you."

Back in the Port-Court, Tom turned to a girl, took her cup, and threw it at the screen.

"Dammit, if you were here I'd tear you in half for saying that!" Tom raged at the screen. The girl blinked and shrugged, asking a nearby robot for another one.

"Shimmata, why do OverWorlders and UnderWorlders fight so much anyway?" He huffed as he sat down with his hands in his face. Another player, with dark chocolate colored skin, turned in his seat to look at him. He had his black hair twisted into dreadlocks, and his puppy brown eyes blinked at the group.

"Why don't cats and dogs get along either?" He said shrugging. Peyton nodded.

"Nobody really knows, because it seems like one of those deep-rooted negativity in the beginning kind of things." Peyton took a sip from his cup, offering it to Ivan who bent the straw a bit so he could share with his brother. Tom internally squealed about how cute that was. "You see-" He was cut off by Sarah who hushed him as the alarm blared.

"THE BOARDS HAVE BEEN REVEALED. VERY INTERESTING, GENTLEMEN. AN OVERWORLD TEAM VERSUS UNDERWORLD TEAM. THE TRIBES ARE MORTAL ENEMIES, AND THE PLAYERS APPEAR TO SHARE THOSE FEELINGS." Tom snickered quietly, the Drome Voice was having fun talking away. For a few seconds, Tom wondered if he just randomly waltzed into a Drome, would the Drome Voice strike up a conversation with him? He shook his head to clear it, think about that sort of thing later.

"HERCULEON, YOU ARE UNDEFEATED. YOU HAVE WON THE PRIVILEGE OF ATTACKING FIRST." Herculeon grinned while cracking his hands.

"Sweet." He spun the location scroller, and it landed on what looked like a waterfall into a marshland.

"THE FIRST BATTLE WILL TAKE PLACE IN THE RIVERLANDS, A BEAUTIFUL BUT POTENTIALLY TREACHEROUS LOCATION." Wow, the voice was a poet, huh? Tom thought sarcastically. "LET THE BATTLE BEGIN."

(For anyone who's watched this episode, the next couple of minutes involve Kaz and Herculeon trash-talkin' each other as Tom learns about the Cothica, this mysterious power source of Perim, and how every tribe wants it for themselves.

Ivan and Tom speculate that maybe the reason no one has ever seen the actual Cothica is because the Cothica hates being fought over and left because it was tired of the fighting. To which Peyton dumbly responds to by saying it sounds like an aggravated girlfriend, which leads to Sarah elbowing him so hard in the gut that he falls out of his chair.

During the final round, Herculeon whispers to Kaz that when he wins, Tom won't like him anymore because he was supposed to prove how his UnderWorld creatures were better. Herculeon continues on to say that when he wins, Tom will want to hang out with him instead of Kaz, because they both have OverWorld decks. He ends the taunting by head-locking Kaz/Takinom and hissing in his ear, "I wonder how good that buddy of yours is in bed?" which makes Kaz freak out and go to hell in a hamster ball on Herculeon.

Tom, of course, overhears what Herculeon is saying, because of that weird glitch of his, and decides that if Herculeon ever comes near him he'll let Pipori bite the bluenettes head off. The match builds to a crescendo as Kaz and Herculeon fall clawing at each other, and the screen fizzles as there is an explosion at the bottom of the statues. Kaz reappears as normal, and Herculeon is still in his creatures form, announcing to everyone that he is the victor. Tom gets angry and hurries to comfort his friend, not telling anyone about the comments he heard the now posing Herculeon made, because no one is supposed to know about his glitch besides him.)

Tom's P.O.V.

"KAZ!" I yelled as the red-head came stumbling out of the Drome. He fell against me as Herculeon walked out, wearing a smug grin on his face. Pipori and Ivan both growled at the same time, Sarah and Peyton settling with a glare at the bluenette.

"Kazzy? It's alright, the match is over. We can go now." He wasn't responding, and I realized he was still in post-defeat mode. I shook him exaggeratedly as I tried to snap him out of it. "C'mon, Kazzy it doesn't matter who won. You did your best, and everyone loses every once in a while, right?" I said, remembering my defeat at Peyton. Kaz suddenly straightened up, and - shoved me away.

"You don't get it, Tom." He said my name so angrily, it was almost a sneer. "I should've won. I shouldn't have lost so easily. Now..." He trailed off glaring at Herculeon, and if looks could kill, the other would've spontaneously burst into fire at this point.

"But it doesn't matter." I put my hand on his shoulder. "C'mon. Pipori-chan ate what was left of our pizza, but we can order another one-" He cut me off again, this time by shoving me so hard my back landed against the support pillar. Ice shot down my spine as I stared in shock at him, and everyone around us had become silent.

"YOU REALLY DON'T GET IT! I SHOULD HAVE WON!" He yelled at me. I was frozen for a moment, before my face flared and something wet slid down my cheek.

"...Fine." Kaz stared at me, his look of rage fading into one of horror. I pushed myself away from the pillar, feeling someone's hand on my arm. I looked to my left to see Herculeon.

"What kind of friend hurts you when their angry? That's an UnderWorlder for you." He said pompously. I didn't even bother holding back as I lifted my fist and slammed it into his jaw. He fell backwards, a spray of blood leaking out. He must've bitten his tongue.

"I heard you, you sick twisted sonuvabitch. I heard what you said to Kazzy, what you said to egg him on like that. Don't even think you can act all buddy-buddy to me after that." I turned to the still-stunned red-head.

"Kazzy...it's over. I never want to speak to you again." I brushed past him, heading towards the port-court. I didn't stop once, and when I finally got the the circle that would teleport me wherever, I heard Pipori chirp sadly. I pulled him off my head, ignoring the blur of color he'd become due to my tears.

"I'll take you home now, Pipori. Najaryn will be happy to see you, I think." I pressed down on the field card, watching as the flash of blue light encased me.

Then...

I was gone.

(Earth) Tom's P.O.V.

Kaz was acting weird. I mean, really weird. Pipori hadn't returned when he got back, his scanner going off, but neither had the ME in Chaotic. I jumped when Kaz suddenly got up and hugged me. He was trying not to cry, I could tell from the little sniffles he was making, and that made me worry a lot.

"Kazzy? What's wrong?" He shook his head, which was difficult as it was still buried in my shoulder. He let go and wiped his eyes.

"I have to go...I'll keep in touch, okay?" I gaped, what was with him all of the sudden? I tried to ask him, but he took off, not even looking back at me.

"Hey Tom. How are you?" Ivan greeted as his face lit up the screen. I frowned.

"Kaz is acting really weird. His Chaotic part came back, but mine didn't. Then he hugged me, which he hasn't done in forever, and then he just takes off like I said something mean to him." Ivan fidgeted, trying to be subtle. He wasn't very good at it, as I noticed.

"What happened? Ivan?" Ivan put his hands up. His eyes were big now, which meant he was probably about to cry.

"You...you just haven't come back from Perim yet, that's all. He's worried about you." I frowned again, and he quickly added. "We all are. Perim's pretty dangerous, especially around Lake Ken-i-po." I sighed, staring out the window at the fading red-haired figure.

"Okay...if you say so."

In Perim:

"SONUVABITCH! MOTHERFIUCKING-! JACKASSING WALNUT-FUCKER!" I screamed as I threw another stone into the gulley, pissed at Herculeon, at Kaz, and at myself. Pipori fluttered over my head worryingly, but the last creature who had tried to take me on was now nursing a broken tail. Along with a few sprained fingers.

"I would ask you to please stop, but I feel that you would not comply." I turned, ready to bite whoever's head off for interrupting my pity/rage party, but ended up dropping the stone I was holding.

"You have quite the tendency towards unhappy emotions, little one." Najaryn floated down next to me, holding out a hand for Pipori to land on. I shook my head, furious.

"I...I...I..." I had nothing to say. Every rage-filled word, every curse I knew, none could be said in Najaryn's presence. I gasped as a tendril of hat looked like blue smoke burst from his palm, and pressed against my forehead. It was cold, and for a second my sight went hazy and calm, the air around me cooling down.

'Little one...' Najaryn said in my mind, 'You have such rage towards yourself...I can't bear to watch you destroy yourself like this.' I cried out as the cold seeped into me, chilling the hot flashes of rage and anger. My teeth were still chattering as the tendril withdrew, letting me fall on my knees as I shook. Najaryn approached me silently.

"I am afraid of what you will do to yourself if you are unsupervised. Come back to my home, and rest for a while. Pipori would enjoy your company, I'm sure." I nodded, feeling the days' events catch up with me as I fell under the dark...

A FEW DAYS LATER:

I had stayed in Perim with Najaryn and Pipori for about three days now. The messengers he employed brought back a lot of stuff he had to fix, or a request for a potion or Mujic only he had access to. I sometimes helped, though it was only gathering things he needed when his attention was completely focused on whatever it it was he was focused on; otherwise he just about had a fit if I touched ANYTHING I wasn't allowed to. (Which was EVERYTHING except food.)

"Thomas? Could you fetch me the Cynkella droplets? They should be on the top right of the third shelf." I nodded and turned, gulping as I stared down my enemy.

Now, Najarin wasn't messy, it definitely wasn't that, but the shelves he had that the stuff rested on were almost as big as an elevator door. I had to get an enormous ladder that had wheels on it in order to get the things he asked for, but I made a noise of triumph as my hand closed around the thin jar of pink and green beads. They were the same size as Dractyl scales, but less messy, and felt more like expensive body oil than stinky goo.

I frowned at that train of thought; the last time I saw a Dractyl scale was-I forced my thoughts away as I pressed my feet on the ladder rungs and slid down the rest of the way. The first time I did this, Najaryn nearly had a heart-attack when I fell off, but I was too busy laughing at myself to care. I landed, and strolled over to where he was, handing over the Droplets.

"Here ya go, Najaryn. What exactly are you making, anyway?" I peered into the small cauldron. The liquid inside was pale purple, and smelled a bit like motor oil, but when Najaryn added the droplets it turned bright red and glowy, and smelled more like sea water now.

"You know that the Mipedian tribe is able to conceal their bodies with an in-bred Mujic, right?" I nodded, Najaryn had been teaching me about Mujic while I helped him.

"In-bred Mujic is an ability that a Creature has because its family or parents mastered that specific ability, right?" The blue-skinned Mujician nodded and carefully ladled some of the potion into a bottle. He twisted the cork in tightly.

"This potion, when thrown and broken near Mipedians, will render their invisibility Mujic null. It will cancel out their illusion of non-existence, and help to defeat them." I nodded.

"So, who ordered this anyway?" I tied a bag over the bottle, hiding the weird scarlet colored glow the potion emitted.

"I believe his name is Frafdo, one of the best fighters in the OverWorld army. He needs it to sneak into Prince Mudeenu's territory." I gasped, nearly dropping the bottle in surprise.

"Prince MUDEENU? What in the world could he possibly have to send Frafdo there?" Najarin frowned and turned away.

"He told me that a young Chaotic Player had promised him a map of the Cothica if he was allowed to scan Frafdo. The Player gave him only one half before the scan, and was going to give him the second piece after. However he says that the Player told him the second half was buried in the Mipedian Oasis, and went to retrieve it, only to have never returned." My mouth hung open in horror.

"Bu-But that means that Mudeenu must be holding the kid prisoner. Frafdo...is he going to use the potion to rescue the guy?" Najaryn shook his head sadly.

"No. He means to reclaim the other part of the map. But he does not have any regards towards the Player." I growled. How can Frafdo just leave him there? OverWorlders are good guys, aren't they? They help us Chaotic players, right? I straightened up.

"Najaryn, I'll take the potion to Frafdo, and make him swear to rescue that poor kid." Najaryn gave me a look that was raised eyebrow and somewhat amusement, then started to chuckle quietly.

"I was wondering when your hero-complex would come back." I blinked. Then turned red and began to sputter.

"I don't have a- Who told you-" He raised his hand in a placating gesture.

"Your friend Peyton has been here looking for you. He has been very worried about you, and your friend Kaz seems to be very upset about his actions and words." I gaped slightly, then turned away. I held the bottle tightly, willing my anger to fade.

"I...I don't care. Kaz...Kazzy went too far, so he can't get off that easy; I'm going to Frafdo, and I'll rescue that guy myself if I have to." I put the bottle in a small rucksack. I heaved it over my shoulder and strapped it around my chest. Pipori squealed, fluttering up to sit on my head. I pulled him off.

"Sorry Pipori, but it's going to be dangerous. I need you to stay here and watch Najaryn for me, okay?" He chirped morosely and I bowed to Najaryn. I picked up my Scanner from where it had been sitting on the table.

"I...I'm porting back home after this is over. So, I...I guess I'll see you in a while." I rubbed the back of my head nervously; would he still tolerate my presence after this? He looked down on me with a look that wasn't really one emotion or the other, before speaking in a soft tone.

"Do what you must, little one."

Kaz's P.O.V:

'This totally BITES!' Was his thought as Kaz scaled the tree to Dractyl's nest. Down below, Peyton was attempting to amuse Sarah by putting one of the black rubber gloves Kaz had brought to collect Dractyl scales on his head, and cluck and wiggle his arms like a chicken. It worked for a few seconds, then the glove deflated on his head, and Peyton clucked through a grin at it.

'If only Tom were here. Even though this is disgusting as hell, I bet he would've liked to see H'earring.' Kaz heaved himself over the edge of the nest, which looked like a stone-age cave, open mouth and everything piled into the corners.

"Huh?" Kaz blinked when he saw a fire-engine red something under a pile of scales. He hurriedly uncovered it and stuck it in his back pocket, before scooping up scales to put in the bag. A distant KRAW! alerted him to Dractyl's presence, and he jumped down the tree trunk, signaling to Peyton and Sarah that they had to get out of there.

"A Scanner? Yo, what would big bird need with a Scanner? The way the creators of Chaotic made them, the Scanners won't work for Creatures." Kaz shrugged at the brunettes' questioning. Ivan fidgeted, nibbling on a piece of pizza. They were back in the Port-Court, after giving the Dractyl scales to H'earring, and watching Peyton and Sarah gag at the gross raving rabbit of doom devour the bag. Kaz was examining the little machine.

"Who knows? The name on the back says Reggie1. Maybe I can ask Tom to help find this guy." Peyton choked on his drink.

"MajorT? I thought you guys hated each other." Kaz winced. Damn, he forgot to tell them...

"No. Apparently his Chaotic self never ported back, so Tom has no clue we're fighting right now. He still thinks we're best friends." Ivan frowned.

"You...You need to apologize to him. Both of him." All three occupants of the table turned to stare at the two-toned boy, who straightend up instead of slinking down like he normally would.

"T-Think about it. You're lying to stay friends with Tom back on Earth, and here in Chaotic you won't even go to see him. I think you're being a bit childish." Kaz gaped at Ivan, making the blue-eyed boy blush.

"You're right." All attention to Kaz. "I've been running away. Tom and I have been friends since we were four. We've never had a fight like this, and I'm scared that when I go to say sorry, he'll reject it and stop being my friend." Kaz stood up.

"But I have to face that, right? I have to be strong here." Kaz looked at the Scanner in his hand. "I'll tell him once I give this back to Reggie1. The Earth him first, and if he accepts it, I'll come back here and find the other Tom."

Ivan smiled and nodded. Peyton gave a dramatic applaud, ending with a fake tear wipe, which led to Sarah punching him in the arm. Kaz ported back to Earth, and ran to Tom's house.

"I'm amazed at how quickly this guy answered back to our e-mail." Tom said, sitting next to Kaz on Tom's porchstep. Kaz mumbled something unintelligent, pressing closer to his friend. Tom would say that having Kaz be so clingy to him was a bit annoying, but honestly he was more worried that annoyed.

"I wonder what he's like?" Kaz muttered again, only to stop mid-mumble as a fancy black car drove up to the curb. Kaz gaped at the shiny coat and antique style of the car. Was this kid rich or something?

They walked up to the door, and watched as the window slid down to reveal a pale blond boy in formal royal blue English attire. He had doe-blue eyes almost as dark as his clothes, and when he spoke it was clear where he came from.

"You're Kazdan Kalinkas. KidChaor!" He seemed excited to see Kaz. Kaz nodded and grinned.

"Yeah, I know." Kaz could tell already that they were going to get along.

"I'm Reginold Tevington. My screen-name's Reggie1. I got here as quickly as I could, but it's quite a trip from Londan." Tom frowned.

"England's a long way to come for a Scanner." He mused. Reggie shook his head, a sad look falling over his face.

"It isn't just the Scanner I came for. I came here to also get...a piece of myself."

A FEW MOMENTS LATER:

"Well, wish me luck. For all we know, you might've fallen into a ditch or something." Kaz said as he sent his Chaotic self to Perim. Tom scowled as he offered Reggie some cookies.

"Har Har." In Chaotic, Kaz nearly broke the sound barrier as he stormed towards Ruka, aka ChaoticCailey, to ask for a scan of Castle Bodhran. She snickered as she handed it to him, asking how he managed not to trip. He gave a non-chalant mutter, then took off towards the Transporters.

(Perim) Tom's P.O.V:

I winced as the desert sand whipped against my face. Though my eyes got a bit of protection from the goggles, my nose ears and mouth got buffered by the grains. I checked the map Najarin had given me of how to get the Castle Bodhran, where Frafdo was at waiting for the potion.

"Great, I might be a little lost..." I muttered as I waddled through the sand. The castle came into sight a few moments later, and I rounded the rock I had been walking against, only to walk straight into someone and fall down the hill. We rolled for a few moments, until we came to a stop a few feet from the doors. I spat out some sand and patted my clothes free of sand. I heard the other do the same.

"Itai, itai, are you okay?" I asked over my shoulder, then froze as I heard a familiar intake of air. I turned to see him.

"What are you doing here?" We yelled at the same moment. I glared at him, while he gave me a sad look.

"I'm taking a potion to Frafdo, and hopefully convince him to help free the Player that's locked up in Mudeenu's Castle." Kaz shook his head.

"I'm on my way to the castle to free Reggie already." I blinked.

"Reggie?" Kaz nodded.

"We've met him already, his name's Reginold Tevington, he's from England, and he needs his other scanner to get back to the other him because he had an accident on Earth, and now he's..." Kaz trailed off. I raised an eyebrow.

"He...He's in a wheelchair now." My jaw dropped. I frowned at the sand, then looked up at him.

"Alright. I'll work with you, but the minute Reggie's free I'm porting back so I can hate you on both sides." He didn't answer, and had a look of horror on his face. I felt a spike of icy terror go down my back, and turned to see a plasma arror aimed at my face.

'Aw, nuts...'

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