READ THIS! URGENT! Okay I might redo this chapter. Because I have this feeling that something is missing. It depends on what everyone else thinks. So if you think this chapter needs fixing would you please tell me how? Its really been annoying me O.o

She pushed both his hands away and took quick steps backwards from the doorway. "What's your problem?" she squeaked, a frail attempt to sound brave. Her eyes darted about the dark room for weapons or an escape route. All she found was an empty McDonald's bag and the swimming pool doors. She groaned in aggravation and turned back to Stanton. He moved further into the room and with each step, he seemed more frightening. His hair was shorter now, his eyes an ominous midnight, yellow fire dancing through them. The red jersey with jeans that he had donned earlier had been replaced with a black jacket with a matching tank and pants. Cuffs covered his arms and a gold earring gleamed in his ear. She made a slight movement as his lips curved, and stood baffled at how a simple smirk could make her flinch. He captivatingly held out his hand for hers, his air regal and demanding. "Come to me".

She let a low whistle escape from her lips. Yeah right. "You have to be kidding me".

He only frowned in impatience, making her uneasy. "Okaaay", she muttered, deciding to change the subject. "Did you pick the kids up from school yet?"

For the first time ever, she saw a look of confusion in his sapphire eyes. It dawdled there for a few moments and then vanished from sight. The confidence returned and with it, slight irritation. She gave him a nervous grin. "I guess that means no. Er… read any good books lately?"

He nodded tauntingly, as if humoring her. "I've been reading up on Medieval Architecture"

"You don't say…"

"But that's not what I came here for", he started towards her and she moved away, stumbling into the couch. Grabbing her by the hand, he helped her up. "My name is Stanton"

"I know"

"And I've been searching for you ever since you were lost in time"

"I know"

He cocked an eyebrow. "I thought Jimena was the psychic one"

She scratched at her head. Okay, now she was confused. Why was he telling her all of this? "I know your name and I know you've been looking for me. You called me today remember?"

"Then I take it you've met me. I hope I made a good impression". He sneered causing her to edge further into the couch, her hands clutching the arm. Something was wrong. Where was the mirth that had danced in his eyes when he laughed, played with the children, or made her feel like a complete and total idiot?

"What happened to you?" she muttered weakly, for the longer she stared, the more hopeless and miserable she became. He didn't answer the question, but only stared deeper into her eyes as if searching for her soul. After a few seconds, he turned away, his eyebrows narrowed. "Are you blocking me?"

"Huh?"

"No", he shook his head. "You're too inexperienced"

"No, I'm not!" she argued stubbornly before realizing that she sounded like a child, for she had no idea what he was talking about in the first place.

"Maggie did it then?" He asked, a malicious smile spreading over his sensuous lips. "I can fix that". He sat her upright to face him. "This is going to hurt"

And before she could protest, a searing pain shot through her mind, flaming at her insides. She collapsed to the carpet near the sofa and clutched at her head, tears burning at her eyes. Stanton stood beside her writhing form, his hand on her shoulder. "It'll pass"

When it finally did, she jumped to her feet, letting the withdrawn tears stream down her face, and pointed at him. "You're a follower!"

He chuckled, mirthlessly. "And who were you expecting? Ghandi?"

She swallowed hard, wiping at her cheeks with the back of her hands. "It hurts"

"I told you it would"

She scowled. This wasn't Stanton. He wouldn't hurt her or laugh or spite her at a time like this. Would he? No. Sarcasm and deception are more his speed, said the cynical little voice in the back of her head. She didn't care. Anything was better than this…

You think a lot, don't you? The words trailed across her mind. She gasped. "How did you do that?"

Can't you?

"Well yeah, but…" she trailed off.

You don't have to speak for me to hear you.

Okay. Well yeah… but…

Suddenly a group of people came crashing into the living room. The tall, thin girl and the white blonde stared up at him, nervously.

"The Goddess escaped", the girl twirled her hair about her finger nervously.

Stanton cursed. "How did that happen?"

"It was Karyl's fault"

Karyl stepped into the room, rubbing at his shoulder. Serena smiled at the idea of Jimena ramming her fist into the boy's arm. "Damn, that bitch is strong".

"Or you're just weak", Stanton muttered. "But not to worry. We'll hold Serena captive". He wrapped his arm tightly about her waist so that she couldn't escape. Baffled by his sudden change of heart and appearance, she froze on the spot, questions incessantly screaming through her mind. How could he be connected to the past? Why was he doing this? Where had Jimena gone? Back to the past? How had she gotten there? How could he do this to me? She felt a pang of hurt rush through her veins and another internal conversation coming on. Calm down. You only knew the guy for two days. The most wonderful two days of her life. She slapped herself inwardly. Pull yourself together! It's just a guy. Just a guy. Just a guy.

Who's just a guy?

She snapped out of her daze and glared up at Stanton, crimson raging at her cheeks. "Get out of my head!" She lowered her eyes to the ground. "You are evil"

"Is it that obvious?" he taunted before taking her arms behind her back.

"I'll do it", the girl laughed whimsically and skipped over, metal cuffs twirling about her small finger. She came from behind Serena and whispered into her ear. "Have you ever been cuffed before, Goddess?"

"No", Serena mumbled. She was sick and tired of this Goddess shit.

"Kinky!" the girl whooped and slipped the cuffs onto Serena's wrists.

"Cassandra", Stanton started, his eyes aglow. "Calm down", he pressed a finger softly over the girl's lips and she trembled in anxiety. "Save it for tonight".

Serena couldn't help it. Her eyes lit with a fiery rage. Don't be jealous. Don't be jealous. He just kidnapped you. You cannot possibly be jealous! Be cool! Be. Cool. Deep breath. Okay, I'm good now.

He cupped Cassandra's face in his hands and kissed her.

NAIL HIS ASS! "YOU LIED TO ME!" she roared, her eyes stinging with tears. I'm not going to cry, but even as she thought it, tears streamed down her cheeks. He gave her a strange look.

"What are you talking about?"

Cassandra groaned as he released her and folded her arms to her chest in impatience. He traveled across the room and faced Serena.

"What was that all about?" He obviously wasn't going to wait for the answer. She winced as she felt something wriggling in her mind.

"Stop", she complained, but he went on.

"What?" he exclaimed, catching something, but before he could study it any further, there was a sharp knock at the door.

Jimena? Her heart raced with relief. Jimena was Pandia now. That had to account for something.

Slowly turning from Serena, he motioned towards Karyl, his eyes still on her. "Get that"

"My arm-"

"Get it!"

"Okay". Serena watched as Karyl strolled over to the entrance, muttering something incoherent but apparently vulgar. He pulled open the door and stopped in mid- sentence, his eyes widening. The entire room gawked unbelievingly at the man in the doorway.

"Stanton?" Serena spoke the name and it was reverberated among them. Dodging out of the way just in time, Karyl slammed against the wall as another Stanton came marching onto the room, his eyes raging.

Cassandra leaned in to whisper to the one in black. "You don't look too happy to see yourself". She giggled in excitement. Then as if on cue, both Stantons' eyes locked on to each other. "Tacet!"

Serena watched in awe as they both went sailing back into the walls and crumpled to the ground. They rose up to stare at each other and started to speak in unison. "You were prepared. I had to be! STOP DOING THAT!"

Cassandra played with her black hoop earring nervously from beside Serena. She grinned and licked her lips wickedly. This would make one hell of a threesome, Serena caught her thoughts and grimaced in disgust. Her eyes widened realizing that Stanton's breakthrough hadn't only enabled others to travel into her mind, but vice versa. "Stanton!" she screamed.

"WHAT?" They both spun around, their countenances red from arguing.

"What's going on?"

The one in black rolled his eyes and turned away from her to face his double. "I take it you're not on my side".

"Then you're probably right", the other scowled. He turned to Serena, his eyes full of concern. "Are you alright? Did I hurt you?"

Serena shook her head. "Not really. What happened?" His twin mumbled something that sounded vaguely like "idiot" and she glared at him.

"He's from the past", Stanton explained, toying with her cuffs. "He somehow got through"

Serena gasped. Of course! Why hadn't she realized before?

"You didn't think it was me, did you?" Stanton smiled down on her and let the cuffs crumple at their ankles.

"No way", she lied, but the crimson glow in her cheeks betrayed her.

The younger Stanton groaned from across the room and put a hand to his forehead. "A daughter? You have to be kidding me."

His double didn't respond.

"…are you mad?"

"Just as mad as you"

"She's a psycho, redhead. Have you been in her mind lately?"

"HEY!" Serena scowled.

"He didn't mean it", the future Stanton comforted her.

"Speak for yourself", the other retorted.

"I just did"

"You're whipped"

"I know", he confessed.

The younger man looked up, his expression, thoughtful. "I've committed treason against the Atrox. I'll be destroyed".

"I have yet to be destroyed"

"But how-"

"You'll become the Prince of Night"

"Hm…"

"And destroy the Atrox"

"WHAT?" his eyes lit with a golden fire. "I'll stop you"

They started in unison again. "I won't let you do it. You can try to stop me!Oh, I will! STOP IT!"

"What about me?" Cassandra whimpered from a corner, her face more pale than usual.

"Cassandra, relax", One of the Stantons solaced her. "I aim to surrender this girl to the Atrox. Nothing more".

The future Stanton stepped forward. "You'll have to get pass me first"

The other smirked and gave a dry laugh, sending chills down Serena's spine. "I think I know better than to face myself". There was rummaging heard at the front door and he cursed.

"Karyl!" He scolded the dark haired boy on the wall who had obviously drifted off into a dream world.

"Right", he snapped out of his daze and ran towards the pool door. Tymmie chased after him, carefully moving around the future Stanton who gave him an irate look. This only made the boy run faster. Serena cocked an eyebrow as they heard a splash outside and Karyl's tortured cries. The past Stanton sighed in exhaustion. "I better go". He reached for Cassandra's arm and followed them, but not before taking Serena roughly by the neck. She struggled in protest and Stanton moved forward.

"Cool it, Hercules. I'm only borrowing her for a second". He pulled her forward so that they were only inches a part. "You won't be so lucky next time". Flinging her back, she stumbled into the wall. "Until we meet again, Goddess" He turned to himself. "Nice hair"

"Thanks…"

"Bitch", Cassandra spat at Serena and she fought the urge to retaliate as they walked out of the door and seemingly vanished into the night. The two sat in cold silence for a few seconds. Serena finally spoke up.

"That was weird on so many levels…"

"WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?" Jimena stormed into the room and slammed the door. "I could feel the power signature from blocks away. Is it you?" She turned to Stanton, accusation in her eyes.

"Are you insinuating that I would harm my wife?"

She continued to scowl at him.

"Well?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. I thought the glare on my face was answer enough".

"Stop it! Both of you!" Serena roared. She turned to Jimena. The urge to tell her everything was no longer disputed, as they needed all of the help they could get. "There were followers! And Stanton-"

Jimena's eyes widened at Stanton. "You brought followers into my house?"

"Nice going, Serena…I told you-"

"I don't care what you told me! It's either you two stop arguing like babies or we'll be destroyed. Whichever you prefer".

He stared at her, astonished, but somewhat impressed. She beamed at the silence that her sudden outburst had earned her. Now she just had to manage to keep it that way… Her lips parted to continue, but Jimena wasn't listening.

"Jimena?" she asked. The woman didn't answer, her eyes in a trance- like state. She moved towards the kitchen and down the hall, Stanton following her closely. Serena joined them.

"What-"

"Shhh", he put two fingers to her lips.

She senses something, the words slipped gently across her mind.

What?

If I knew, I would tell you.

They finally reached the tall black door, the place that Serena had dreaded she was taking them all along. Jimena put a hand up to stop them and disappeared into the room.

"This isn't good" Stanton fell against the wall.

"What isn't?"

"Tymmie, Karyl, and Cassandra… him"

"You"

"Whatever" he went on. "Your issue with time. The light you saw"

"How'd you know about tha-"

"It all leads up to-"

Jimena rushed out of the room, her eyes wide and frightened. She held up a shattered stone amulet. "The Atrox. It's been freed"

Okkkaaaaay. For some odd reason, that chapter was extremely difficult O.o Again, if you think I should change it, please tell me how and why. THANK YOU!

REVIEW CORNER:

Demon Dea: I quote, "Double the Stanton, Double the fun". Kewl. I almost used that for my chapter title. Think it would have been too long though O.o

Depressed- and- bored –Noooo! Its not the same Stanton lol I thought it was kinda obvious O.o

Keiko: It's cool. I've made worse mistakes O.o

MiniSparky: Yep, they met and they will meet again. Somewhere along this crazy story O.o

Moonlightchild4: I don't know if Tianna will be included, but if you are requesting her, I will try to fit her in.

637 – Thanks for reviewing!

Elephantsrocmysocs: Lol Glad you liked that part

Rainchild: Ah, the ending. I have a plan for the ending. It's pretty obvious, but if you guess it please don't tell any one else. It's about the only ending plan that can be done with a story like this

Shadowings: I'm stealing your "Stanton vs Stanton" as my title. Heheheheh… I mean I know it's the perfect title for this chapter, but I suck at titles and would have put something really stupid lol Thanks!