I thought I would finish the next pre chapter, like, two or three days later. I didn't expect to finish in just one day 0_o Enjoy this, thou. Tomorrow I'll be busy over getting them Ang Pows (red packets with money in it) xD

Neonz is yet another irl OC of mine. He's a pro player in LOL, and has his own channel. He has 468 subs (when I checked). Tell him to keep going with one series for me, plz, coz he's uploading all kinds of stuff that makes no sense to me. And no, he wasn't a hacker. I just made that up or everyone would be clueless about the situation.

0955 on 30 May, 2015 in Bulgaria

Bodil40 POV

"Wow. This is creepy,"

I stared at myself in the mirror. I woke up this morning and found out that I have spider legs growing on my back. They are the color of crimson, or like the skies of the Nether. There are mirage fire sparks floating off the legs. Otherwise, it's like a normal spider's legs. Creepy and gross. Ew.

I tried ignoring it while I brushed my teeth. It wasn't easy, considering you have them hanging from the small of my back and they are nowhere near small to hide behind me. I manage to do it without throwing up thou.

No one is at home at the moment. Sister had gone out with her friends, while mum is going for groceries. None of them would be back in a few hours. That's good news for me. I had my breakfast and watched the latest news on TV. Usually, they're all boring to me, but today a particular one caught my eye. It stated that a few people had been missing from around the world. I sat up straight, hoping not to see Pewdiepie's name or face on the screen. Instead, I saw Sky, AshleyMarie, ZexyZek and a few more that I can't name right on the spot.

I shook my head, trying to get the news out of my head. Instead, it is planted in my brain. My only option is to push it aside. I have recording to do. Switching off the television, I went back to my room. Baki found a new Agario-like game somewhere, and we were going to check it out. It never happens, since he disappeared, or was kidnapped. His picture was on the news. Now we have to explore the new game without him.

I messaged Simon on Skype, telling him to get ready for the recording. I sent him the URL to the game too, since he didn't get it in the first place. While I waited for him to reply, I set up everything I needed and went to Youtube for some early Pewdiepie videos.

I watched one, two, three videos, but I did not get a reply. He should be up at this time of the day. He should have answered my message even if he wasn't free. Is something wrong?

I started spamming him, but I never get past the fifth message. A strong hand yanked me up from my chair and injected something into my neck. I remembered that the hand belonged to a scary face lined with scars before I blacked out.

1005 on 30 May, 2015 in Bulgaria

SimonHDS90 POV

I hid under the sheets, listening to the noise downstairs. I was up hours ago, but I didn't go down for breakfast. If I do, I would scare my parents and my siblings. I have crimson-colored spider legs growing on my back, and they looked gross, exactly like how you'd see a spider's legs under a microscope. The difference is that it has no hair growing on it. Rather, it has fiery sparks floating off it. It looks like the particle effects in Minecraft: both beautiful and harmless.

"Simon!" Mum knocked on my door. "Your breakfast is about to get cold! Come down or we're giving it to the cats!"

"I want to sleep…" I muttered a little louder than usual. I acted like I sound sleepy.

Mum just sighed. "Fine, you lazy bum. You can sleep. But you're not getting any breakfast," I can have lunch, mum, if I found a way to hide these spider legs.

My computer beeped, indicating that I have a Skype message. I left it on last night to upload videos when I went to sleep. I crept out of my bed and went to check it. It's Bodil, telling me to get ready for the recording. He even sent me the link.

I went back to bed. Before each recording, Bodil always ask me to switch on my facecam and we'll have a talk. This would be like one of those days. I don't want him to see me like this. He'll freak out, probably even calling the police. I closed my eyes and drifted into a sleep.

I woke up just in time for Skype to beep. It beeped five times, then stopped. I checked the notification and found Bodil spamming me. He only spammed me five times, which wasn't like him. He usually spam until I reply.

A muffled 'thump' came from downstairs. I listened for somebody to yell, but nothing came. That sounds like someone falling, but mum or dad would usually yell at that person first. What happened?

I opened my door just a creak and peeked downstairs just in time to see a hulking figure coming up the stairs. I slammed the door shut and locked it. My heart was pumping fast, and I somehow know that that guy is coming for me. I raced to the window and looked down. Below is my car, parked on the sidewalk. If I can sneak to it without being seen-

The door was slammed into with great force, and it fell off its hinges. I turned to see the man standing in the doorway. He had a gun that looks like a Desert Eagle pointing at me. What have I done to be hunted like this?

He fired the gun. I tried to dodge, but failed. The bullet – no, it's a dart – buried itself in my belly, and my body went limp. The hulking guys came over, pulled out the dart, and put me on his shoulder. I cannot move my head, but I can turn my eyeballs around. When the guy reaches the living room, I saw my family bounded and gagged in a corner. My mum is lying sideways, explaining the sound earlier. Their eyes widened when they saw me.

"Sorry, mum," I said weakly in Bulgarian as the man hunched over my family and cut them free.

"I'm taking this boy away. Don't think of calling the police until an hour later, or we will hunt your family down, understand?" The man commanded. His voice is rough, like he has sore throat. Then, he turned and carried me out of the door.

The man placed me at the back seat of a black van as I began to lose conscious. The last thing I saw was the guy picking up a phone and said a message.

"Number 17 acquired. 7 more to go,"

2345 on 30 May, 2015 in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia

Neonz POV

Everyone on Skype is nervous. I have Lachlan, Vikram, Preston, and three of Aquarius' friends that she met online. The three never told me their names, not even when I mentioned Aquarius.

Before I continue on, I should probably tell you guys how I'd found the three celebrities. After Aquarius changed and went overseas, I kept an eye on the various Youtubers out there. I had a feeling that the Youtubers are changing too, not just Deadlox. When a few of them stopped uploading videos, I kick-started the tracker on Aquarius' phone. Unknown to her, I'd installed a tracking component on her phone. I'd found out they are in a base underground. Information from my kins told me that it belongs to a science research center. It wasn't very well-known, so I have no trouble hacking into their system.

In their database, I found out that there are 24 of those hybrids like Aquarius. As the days go, the information they possess became clearer, like what race they belongs to. Recently, they uploaded a name list of the hybrids. Apparently, as the lists of changing hybrids grow, the frequency of those who hadn't would become stronger. They'd been tracking us since they captured Aquarius, and the next target is me and Preston, followed by Aquarius' three friends, then Lachlan and Vikram. I knew I had to warn them, so I hacked into Skype's database for the guys' username and contacted them. They were shocked to hear the news.

"So…" Vikram broke the silence. "You're telling us that there are a group of people hunting for us because we're some sort of hybrids?"

"I am," I confirmed, for the – I lost count, never mind. "That's why your friends are disappearing. Like Mitch, Jerome, Robert and a few more,"

"Aquarius is gone too?" One of Aquarius' friends said. He's a boy of 12, an age that should be sleeping early. His alias is 'MetroAssasin', so I'll call him Metro. "She was going to teach me how to play Loy…"

"Don't bother about that," Another boy of about 13 said. I'm calling him Mass. "She's caught, and the hunters are not far behind us. You still have time for that?"

"There should be a way to protect ourselves from those people, right?" Lachlan cut in. "I mean, we can call the police,"

"It's no use," I said, glancing at the clock. 11.58pm. "Last group change is today, and it's going to be 31 for me in two minutes' time. That means I'll change as well as Preston. The difference is that will happen in 14 hours after me. If the police see us, they'll call another department, and those hunters would have an excuse to take us,"

"Wait, what?" Preston asked. "I'm going to transform on the same day as you? Is there some kind of connection?"

"I don't know," I admitted. "It's not like I know everything,"

"So," The last guy from Aquarius' friend squad said. He's tanned, like Vikk. I'll call him Hakime. "It's Neonz and Preston first? We have another minute. Let's see how Neonz change,"

I was going to reply when the clock struck midnight. My vision blurred and I blacked out. I remembered nothing.