A/N: So, I will start with an apology, it has been forever since I last updated. But I have a good excuse; at least I think it is a reasonable one. My computer crashed. I called Geek Squad. They fixed it (supposedly). It crashed again. I let my friend look at it and he fixed it. Managed to get all my files off of the hard drive safe and sound. I will admit that I confessed my undying love to him. So, I will hopefully start updating again, considering my computer doesn't crash again, but my luck cant be that bad. (nervous laugh).

LAST TIME-

"Maybe, hearing the screams of your dying daughter for an hour or so might help change your mind," he smiled at Estella and then turned on his heals and vanished from sight to the right.

Jonny's blue eyes were wide, his body shaking with shock. He glanced back to Jessie's form on the floor, her breathing was now even, but her body shook every so often, the pain coming in waves. Her eyes were half open, but she didn't really look conscious. Looking at her, the realization came crashing down on him.

His best friend was going to die.

And there was nothing he could do to stop it.

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Jonny's wrists were covered in blood, the consequences of throwing his full weight against the metal bonds. One final push had his shoulders and back screaming with exhaustion. He had, at one point, thought about putting his feet on the wall and pulling, but that would not doubt defy the laws of gravity and send him to the ground face-first. He slumped back against the rock wall, his arms falling helplessly to his sides. The rattle of metal met his ears and he looked up to see Jessie's body rolling over to face him.

"Have you… thought about what you're going…to do even if you… get out of those?" the small smile she pulled failed at hiding the pain she was in.

"I have to do something, Jess. I just can't sit around and watch you…suffer," the last word came out in a whisper as he looked out through the cell bars. The rattle of metal on rock met his ears as he was drawn back to Jessie, only to find that her body had gone ridged. Jonny could see that her eyes were clenched shut and her back was arched, every single muscle contracting in her body, like an electric current was raging through her. He got as close to her as the chains would allow, all the while speaking words of encouragement. When the spasm seemed to calm she opened her emerald eyes and let out a labored breath.

"…my hero," she panted out.

"Are you ok?" he asked, his eyes softening as she turned to him.

"…I've been better… I'm on fire." Her gray "lets get serious" t-shirt already drenched with sweat.

Estella's voice came from the other side of the cell. It was the first time she had talked since Tadashi had left. "You're entering the first stage," she said as her head was lifted off of her knees. Jonny watched as her eyes found her daughters for the first time in ages.

"Stage? How many are there?" he asked as Estella's eyes moved from Jessie's to his.

"Three."

Jonny was draw to Jessie as she let out a small laugh. She only laughed harder when she saw the confused look he was giving her.

"Three," she laughed out. "Everything seems to be three around here. Is it going to take three hours for me to die or something," Jonny was gawking at her. What she truly loosing it? Jonny looked up to Estella, only to find her with the same confused look his face was wearing.

"Jess, are you ok?" he asked hesitantly, trying to get her to look at him, but she had been staring at the ceiling since the beginning of her random tangent. He looked up, only to have a smile spread on his lips. The tiny black camera had been hidden to all those who were not looking for it, but Jessie had found it. He looked down at her just as she flashed an obscene gesture at the camera. Jonny let out a small laugh.

"Jessie, you're only egging him on," Estella said, her words filled with pain. Jessie stopped laughing and stared at her mother.

"He can't do anything else, mom. I'm already d…" Estella cut her off.

"Jess, you don't get it. He can do more," her words wiping the smile off Jonny's face, "this has gone on long enough," before Jessie could argue her body convulsed again. Jonny went forward but stopped when she cried out. He shut his eyes and turned his head as her pain filled screams washed over him, entering his head and filling his consciences. It was the first time she had screamed, and he couldn't handle it. He dared a glance back at her and found tears of pain leaking out of her closed eyes. Jonny shifted his gaze to Estella and watched as the same clear; salty liquid ran down the older woman's face and to the floor. He had never seen Estella cry.

"What did you have in mind," he asked, hoping the conversation would stop whatever emotions he couldn't control from overflowing.

Estella wiped the tears from her eyes with the back of her hand as her face hardened, "I'm going to tell Tadashi where the Heart of Thunder is. He'll most likely bring you two as collateral, which will work to our advantage. The faster we get her," she glanced down to Jessie's calming body on the floor, "to the Heart, the better chance we have of saving her."

Jonny nodded, his confidence already coming back. Having somewhat of a plan made him feel better, he just hoped Jessie could hold on long enough for it to work.

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Tadashi snorted in disgust as he looked away from the security monitor. No matter what he did to that girl, she fought back with the most determination he had ever witness in a human being. She should have entered the second stage by now, but her body was fighting the Black Trinity, and to his surprise, actually slowing the process down. Estella's daughter was going to make the next couple of hour's fun.

"I like her," Haley's voice commented from the back of the room. Tadashi looked back over his shoulder and found her on top of one of the tables, back to the wall, an apple in hand.

"She's a persistent one," Blake, the two's younger brother put in from his position in front of another computer monitor. "The beacon we injected with the Trinity has been giving me her stats every thirty minutes, and I can tell you, she's a fighter. Her body's trying to reject it."

"Is that even possible," Haley asked, as two security guards entered from the back of the room.

"She's not going to win," Blake answered leaning back in his chair, placing his hands behind his head. "But her body's slowing down the virus considerably, she won't die in the registered two to three hours. It's past three already and she's just now entering the end of the first stage," he paused, his eyes staring at the girl on the screen, "she still fights even thought it's causing her more pain."

"She is a rare find, isn't she," Haley said, glancing at the girl on the security monitor.

"Rare find," Blake said with a laugh. "Yeah, don't even get me started on her pain tolerance. Most of the full grown men we've injected with the Trinity have gone unconscious by now, she hasn't even blacked out for a couple of minutes."

"If were counting on making millions off of this virus Tadashi, we have to know if anyone can overcome it," Haley's voice carried from the back of the room.

"Don't you think we know that sis," Blake rounded. "The way the Trinity was engineered, the way we engineered it, I don't think there's anyone on this planet that can beat it, let alone endure the pain of all three stages. We'll just have to take her with us and monitor her progress. I'm curious to see how long she lasts." The two looked back at Tadashi. His arms were crossed across his chest, eyes unfocused, deep in thought. The end of his right thumb found its way to his mouth, he bit down in concentration.

"Bro?" Blake asked hesitantly.

"You posted the videos of the other subjects that were injected with the Trinity, right?" Tadashi asked, a swift nod from Blake, "and you sent them to all the major pharmaceutical companies in the United States," another nod, Tadashi paused, "check the bank account, see if anyone has taken the threat seriously yet."

Blake's fingers assaulted the keyboard, within second the bank records were up, only to show no money transferred in the last twenty-four hours. Blake leaned back in his chair again, a heavy sigh escaping his lips.

"At last," Haley's sarcastic voice carried from over Tadashi's shoulder. "I can retire and give up this life of crime."

"Pull up the world news for today," Tadashi asked as a smile crossed his face, "I have a surprise for you two."

Blake furrowed his brow before turning to the computer again. The page he pulled up made his world turn upside down. He glanced back at his brother with delight before reading the headlines aloud, "Mass breakout of unknown substance in Phnom Penh hospital," he scrolled down, "Twenty dead, hundred-fifty infected," another read, "Unknown virus massacring Cambodian population," another, "Numbers of casualties and infected continue to rise."

"How?" Haley breathed out.

"We threatened. They laughed. We make it a reality. They pay," Tadashi answered smoothly "Whether with money or their own lives, it's their choice."

"You're defiantly the brilliant one out of the three of us," Blake joked half-heartedly. "So the Heart of Thunder will give us our antidotes…what's the use of the Wild Hunt?"

"Everyone's going to try and come after us, after all, we are going to be the most powerful people in the world," Haley said with a smile.

"The Wild Hunt is our insurance policy, our security," Tadashi finished, before adding with a smile, "after all…only a fool will try and kill a god."

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Jessie welcomed the cold of the cement floor. Her body was on fire, and there was no telling how high her fever was. She had spent the last thirty minutes listening to her mothers and Jonny's conversation, spread out on the cement floor, trying to find a way away from the scorching heat. She was more upset with her mother than her present situation. How could she help Tadashi, even if he had promised a cure, her mother had to recognize that he was lying. She tilted her head to the side as vibrations in the floor interrupted her thoughts.

"They're coming," she whispered from her position on the cool floor.

"Jess, just hang on, were gonna get out of this," Jonny's reassuring voice came from her right. She watched as his face hardened when Tadashi's laughter sounded from the other side of the cell bars.

"Well, of course you're going to make it boy, you're fine," he laughed out. The smaller man to his right laughed out as well. Jessie could see he had an open mini laptop in his hands. He must have been Blake because when he spoke it carried the same sound as Tadashi's and Haley's.

"You also don't have a temperature of a hundred and three like the girl, it's a lot easier to escape if you aren't dying," he smiled as he looked down at Jessie. "I'm surprised that you aren't unconscious yet."

Jessie saw Jonny's eyes go wide, and heard her mother's short intake of breath. So, a hundred and three, she thought to herself. She had seen records online of a hundred and four and five, but she never thought she would ever get close to that. She really did feel like crap, but she assured herself that if she made it easy for Tadashi to get the Heart of Thunder, she was going to feel a whole lot worse.

"We'll see whose unconscious after I get out of this cell," she bit out, as she rolled over and lifted her body to her knees, the chains rattling against the hard floor. The world seemed to tilt a little and she swayed side to side before her body seemed to recover its bearings. The glare on her face grew as Tadashi let out a mocking laugh.

"You're going to have to cooperate, Jess, or I might have to hurt you more," he said as his face hardened.

"Why don't we take this outside, then we'll see who gets hurt," the words came out in pants as she hauled her heavy body to her feet. The chains around her wrists that were attached to the floor halted her accent. Back almost fully straight, she rocked forwards and backwards on her heals as her eyes focused on the people on the other side of the cell bars. Once her vision cleared, she met the stone cold face of Tadashi. Haley stood behind him and to the right, Blake to the left. The younger brothers eyes held what Jessie thought to be surprise, and she smiled, "I'm not gong to make this easy-," her voice cut out mid sentence. Jessie slumped, taking a step towards the cell bars, the chains giving resistance as a huge weight pushed down on her shoulders. She staggered forward as her world tilted yet aging, the room spinning out of control as her knees buckled. The floor came rushing up to met her as she collapsed backwards.

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Jonny lunged forward, mimicking Estella's actions on the other side of the cell, both forgetting about the metal bonds around their wrists. He watched Jessie crash into the ground as a loud beeping filled the cells. Jonny glanced up at Blake, the mini laptop in his hand was going berserk, but the smile the youngest brother held was unsettling. Almost anything that made erratic beeping noises in fast successions was bad and Jonny's instincts were telling him this situation was no different. Before the question left his lips, Blake spoke as he flipped open the laptop.

"Her temperature is starting to drop. So far 4º F below normal, she's entering the second stage of the Trinity," Blake glanced at the watch on his wrist as a smile grew across his face. "Four hours on the dot, a new record."

Jonny watched as Tadashi bent down closer to the bars, and to Jessie. She had managed to land on her back and her labored breathing was begging to echo off the cell walls. Tadashi pulled a small smile, egging Jessie on. If looks could kill, Jessie would have killed him four times over.

"How are you feeling?" the sarcastic concern in his voice went well with the smile he had on his face.

"You can kiss my ass," she bit out at him before using the last of her energy to lunge forward, spitting in his face. She fell backwards, letting the back of her head rest on the floor, never taking her eyes off of the man in front of her. Jonny's shock mirrored the people around him. She had hit Tadashi square in the face, and the look he had was priceless. The surprise was there only for a moment before he slid the stone cold face back on top. He stood up as his eyes narrowed, and Jonny thought he was gong to tear through the cell bars and attack Jessie. He didn't. The signature smile spread across his face as Tadashi stared down at her, locking eyes.

"Defiant to the end, so much like your father," his smile grew as Jessie's eyes widened, a satisfied laugh escaping his mouth. "I'm going to enjoy this."

Monday, 12:45 AM – Dig Site, Cambodia

Race Bannon was spiraling into depression. Hadji, hour's ago, had told him his daughter had disappeared into the forest, chasing the enemy that had kidnapped his wife. Race's family was everything to him. Yes, he was divorced, but he still loved Estella and she deserved a good life, away from chaos and destruction. He thought of his daughter, the one that meant the most to him. No matter how much trouble she got in, or Jonny dragged her into, she was his daughter, and his protective nature was useless now that she had disappeared. He had lost his whole family, everyone he truly cared about, in one day. Benton's questioning voice brought him back to reality. He looked up and found the worried faces of his best friends in front of him.

"Race, you ok?" Benton asked. Race gave him a reassuring smile and looked around the tent. They had taken most of the computer equipment off of the Dragonfly and placed in the tent he was in now, in doing so making it a command center of sorts. Hadji sat at one of the desktops, his right hand on the small wireless mouse.

"This is going to be like finding a needle in a haystack," the young Indian breathed out before glancing at the news section on His eyes grew wide and he inhaled sharply.

"What the---," Benton said from behind the teen. Both eyes were focused on the headline, which read: Mysterious plague ravaging Phnom Penh hospital. Benton and Race glanced at the screen than at each other.

"Related?" Benton asked, eyebrows raised.

"I don't know. It seems too much of a coincidence," Race muttered. It was too easy.

"There are no coincidences in life, only inevitabilities," Hadji murmured from in front of the keyboard. Race glanced down and found that Hadji had hacked into the CIA mainframe. He was running a search for anyone group or association related to a howling wolf head as its symbol. The screen started flashing and a beeping filled the tent.

"Found something, already?" Race asked, leaning over Hadji's shoulder.

"Yeah, surprisingly," he breathed out before continuing. "A black market organization called the Purifiers. Symbol's a wolf. Theirs a profile, three major bad guys, they look to be family. Two males, one female."

Race glanced at the profile picture, and his breath caught in is throat. The youngest was to the right, a male, the one to the left, a female. The picture in the center was what had drawn his attention.

"Impossible…Tadashi…," he whispered out, running his hand over his mouth.

Benton glanced over at his friend. The I-1 agents eyes were wide and he was shaking slightly. It had caught Benton off guard that Race knew this man.

"How did you know, Race?" he asked. His friend turned away from the monitor and paced to the middle of the tent. He ran his hand through his white hair as he turned back to the two who were waiting for an answer.

"Because," he took a breath, his hands running through his hair again, "he served with me in the special forces."

"What!" the two voices were not as loud as Race had thought they would be, but still, they held the shock that he was expecting.

"You served with him?" Hadji asked.

Race glanced at Hadji. He was expecting shock and disbelief, but not rhetorical questions. He knew Hadji was smarter than this, but Race couldn't help but show his annoyance. "God, is there an echo in here, or am I just hearing things," as his hands went back to his hair. Hadji offered a small "sorry" before Benton cut it.

"If you served with him, doesn't that mean he was for that American honor and loyalty, help the helpless thing? What happened?" he asked as he looked up at Race, who was avoiding anyone's eyes.

"Yes, he was the epitome of a good soldier, a great soldier," Race trailed off, looking out through the open tent.

"But…then I guess I don't get it, if he was so good, why go bad, lose everything?" Hadji asked from his seat in front of the computer.

"But that's just it, he was an extraordinary soldier. He followed orders like a well trained dog, completing the job meant everything to him, was everything to him," Race took a breath, running his hand over his mouth. "What I'm trying to get at is," he turned his back to his friends for a moment, running his hands through his hair, "that man was born to end lives."

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The half dozen men standing behind Tadashi and his brother and sister were in motion before Jonny could comprehend anything. Tadashi's laugh filled the cells as the men unchained the three from the floor and handcuffed their hands behind their back.

"Oh, yes, I knew Race Bannon," he laughed out. "He was my mentor when I joined the Special Forces a long long time ago. He always told me I was like a son to him," Tadashi looked down at Jessie's hunched over form before adding. "He talked about you so much."

Jonny and Estella stood up as Jessie was hauled off the floor and placed on her feet, where she swayed a little before getting control. The six men split up, two behind each of the prisoners. Jessie was first out of the cell, her captor's half carrying half dragging her next to Tadashi. Jonny brought up the end as Estella proceeded in front of him. Tadashi glanced back to Estella, the smile still on his face.

"So, you've decided to take us to the Heart of Thunder?" he asked, Estella nodded, and his smile widened. "Excellent! Move out!"

Jonny was shoved forward, the stair up to the next floor were only a few feet in front of them. Tadashi continued to talk to Jessie, even as she was dragged up the stairs. Estella gave a nervous glance back to Jonny before receiving a firm push from one of the guards. Jonny was so caught up in his thoughts that he was surprised to hear the giant silo doors screeching open.

Three of the biggest Hummers Jonny had ever seen were parked on the other side, awaiting their arrival. The black wolf Midnight strolled out from the shadows and jogged besides Jessie, the animal whimpering slightly.

"I'm sorry Midnight," Haley bent down and scratched the wolf behind the ears, "you can't come this time." It let out a loud whine as Haley stood up and smiled.

"Well, Jessie," Tadashi's voice carried from his position next to her, "you're going to have to tell me how stage 3 hypothermia feels, because frankly, I've heard it sucks." Jonny glanced at Jessie; she was shivering, her breaths coming in quick and shallow pants. He could see the goose bumps already appearing on her body, despite the high humidity outside. Jonny looked up from Jessie as Tadashi turned to Estella.

"You're riding with me," he then turned to Haley, "you're to follow with most of the men," finally he turned to Blake. "Cox is going to drive with you, I don't trust you in this jungle. I want to make sure you get to the Heart in one piece."

"You know bro," Blake bit out, storming off to the last Hummer, "you are a piece of work."

As Tadashi smiled at the back of his receding brother, Haley rolled her eyes and turned to her Hummer. Tadashi walked towards the first one, Estella dragged behind him. For one tiny moment, Jonny was dragged to the middle Hummer, Haley's Hummer, but the guard looked down at him with a smile. Their course changed to the same Hummer Jessie was being dragged to, she was shoved into the back as Cox took the drivers seat. Jonny was finally met with the back of the Hummer. The back row had been taken out and the floor had been leveled, steel bars had been placed in between the front cabin and the back, separating Jessie and himself from Blake and Cox. Jonny was shoved into the back as Blake pulled himself into the passenger side. Cox, a burly man, turned the key in the ignition and the Hummer roared to a start as they followed the Hummer in front of them into the jungle.

Jonny reached for Jessie, the chattering of her teeth just now becoming known to him. He called out her name as she rolled her shivering body over.

"You ok?" his sympathy filled voice no longer making her mad. He was inching closer to her, his hands cuffed behind his back. Even though he was still feet away from her, she could feel his body warmth.

"How can I…go from scorching hot…to freezing cold…in like forty-five minutes? Is my luck really that bad?" she panted out, as she closed her eyes. Jonny thought fast. His hands were handcuffed behind his back, but if he could slip them from underneath to in front they would be of much more use. Jessie watched him as he drew his heals to his butt, forcing the metal handcuffs down his lower back and around the tips of his toes. He was not, by any means, flexible, but the drive he held made up for it. With one last pull, the handcuffs came around his knees and were finally in front. He reached for Jessie, grabbing her around her shoulders and bringing her closer to him.

"What are you doing Jonny?" she asked as he dragged her across the floor of the Hummer.

"We don't have any blankets, so I have to get you warm with my body heat," when he saw her startled look, he smiled, "don't worry, I wont tell anyone you have a crush on me." Her small laugh made him feel batter, that feeling was washed away; however, when Jessie said she was getting hotter, warmer. She tried to shift out of his arms, but he held her strong.

"Jonny, what are you doing, I said I'm feeling better,"

"Jess, you're not," when she tried to protest, he continued. "Often, a person will experience a warm sensation, as if they have recovered, but they are in fact entering stage two. If you don't believe me, try touching your thumb to your little finger," he watched her try, her shaking hands unresponsive. "Trust me, I did a report on it Junior year for Bio II. You're experiencing muscle miss-coordination." Blake's laugh made Jonny look up, he felt Jessie shift in his arms.

"You know your stuff boy, I'll give you that," the brother glanced to Jessie, who was still resting in Jonny's arms. "But this isn't regular hypothermia you're dealing with. Keeping her warm with outside heat, you're body heat, wont do jack. When the cold is from the outside, that's what you do, try to insulate the person with your own heat, but this type of hypothermia is different. The source of the cold isn't from the outside, the Black Trinity finds your core and spreads from it," his smile showed Jonny that he was enjoying this, just like Tadashi. The raised eyebrows that he gave Jonny only added to the teen's anger. "To put it simply, she's freezing form the inside out."

The sudden jerk of the car to one side woke Jonny from his rage. Blake had turned around in his seat, dismissing the last conversation. Jessie's body began to shiver more violently in Jonny's arms as Blake's laptop began to beep.

"Her temperature is dropping again," Blake said in almost a board tone.

"How much?" Cox asked, keeping his eyes on the jungle road in front of him.

"It's down to 91.6 º F, when it drops below 90 º F, she's in stage three."

Jonny looked down and found Jessie's emerald eyes staring back at him; her chattering teeth obscured the smile she had on her face. She turned inward, nudging closer to his chest. Jonny was shocked at first, but he calmed down and let her. Her freezing body was just seeking warmth, and Jonny wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer. She rested her cheek on his chest as he placed his chin on the top of her head. He closed his eyes for a while, trying to think of a safe and death free way out of their current situation. He tightened his hold on Jessie, trying to stop her shaking when Blake cleared his throat.

"So, you've know her how long?" Blake asked with a smile. Jonny could hear the sarcasm.

"She's been my best friend my whole life," he answered, glaring at Blake. The laugh he gave made Jonny's eyes grow dangerously small.

"Sure, Sparky, whatever," the half laughed out sentence became clearer as the Hummer rolled to a stop. Jonny just now realized he could hear the pounding of a waterfall close by. He looked around; the Hummer's had pulled into an open area. Jonny looked through the front window, Tadashi and Estella had already stepped out of their Hummer, Haley was soon to follow. Cox pulled himself out of the driver seat and motioned one of the other men to the back. Once the trunk was opened, Jonny was pulled to the entrance, Jessie being wrenched from his arms. Estella's yells of protest met his ears as he was dropped to the hard ground next to Jessie's shivering body. Tadashi drew closer to Jessie as Jonny spotted the waterfall. It was beautiful, the water pounding on the sharp racks at the bottom of the drop. Jonny could tell that there had been, at one point, a designated path up the side that vanished behind the raging falls.

"So, Jessie," Tadashi's voice rang out as he approached the teens, "how dose it feel to be cold in a place so hot?"

"It's actually not that cold here, a couple of torches, some law chairs and a fire pit, and this would be some vacation spot," she smiled out, her voice full of ice. Tadashi's snort of dismissal told his men to move. Jonny was hauled to his feet and lead towards the waterfall.

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Jessie was pulled to her feet, though she couldn't really walk straight. She smiled at the men's grunts of effort as they tried to support her shifting weight. Her mothers body was being guided beside her, she could feel her mother's eyes.

"Jessica, are you ok?" the concerned voice ringing out from beside her. Jessie turned and found the same emerald eyes as her own staring back at her. Jessie cringed slightly at the use of her proper name.

"I've been better, except now instead of being on fire I'm freezing," she paused, her chattering teeth taking control for a second before she continued. "Every breath feels like the air is liquid ice and its ripping its way down my throat and into my lungs," she took a labored breath, a grimace of pain crossing her face. "My chest hurts and it feels like there's some solid mass taking up space it shouldn't."

"Jess, you know that's something called your heart," Tadashi insult carried from up front. Her head whipped around so fast, red hair following. Her vision flickered out before catching up with her surroundings. She tried lunging at him, but it turned out to be a half stagger to the right. She almost lost her balance and the loud curses from the men dragging her made Tadashi laugh. She looked up into his pale, blue, uncaring eyes. Jessie had barley registered that she had been walking until the light was dimmed and she found herself behind the giant waterfall.

"Before the day is done, Tadashi," she paused, taking a much needed breath, biting back her chattering teeth. "I'm going to stare down at your body with the same smile you so cherish." The smile dropped from the terrorists face in an instant as he advanced towards her, both men's grip on her tightened to the point of brushing as Tadashi's face rested inches from hers.

"That's some promise," he paused, exhaling on her face, "for a dead kid."

"Are you two finished," Haley's annoyed and bored voice carried from the front of the pack, "Where here."

That statement caught Jessie off guard, she glanced around a little too fast for her mind to process. They were already here, where was here exactly. She glanced up to the older woman, and her eyes grew wide.

Two huge, closed stone doors rested behind Haley. They were littered with carvings and engravings. The center most pictures were of horsemen galloping from the sky. The Sky started from the tip right and the horseman poured from it, some finding the ground and others making their paths in the sky. Hounds and all sorts of creatures were following the riders and people on the ground fled in fright.

Jessie stared at the carvings; the intricacy of the doors was extraordinary. It must have taken forever to make them. Then it came to Jessie, that their present situation was so ironic. These beautiful, hand crafted doors, which probably took hundreds of hours to make, held the destruction of the world, that could be unleashed in a couple of hours.

"We are in way over our heads," Jessie whispered to herself. Tadashi's ears perked up and he looked to her.

"What was that?"

"Nothing," Jessie breathed as she glanced back at the door and away from Tadashi's prodding eyes. His laughter filled the space behind the waterfall.

"What is this place?" Jonny asked from beside Jessie. He turned to her again, she was paling, her lips and fingertips were turning a light color of blue, she wasn't shivering as violently, but that meant that her body was giving up on the outer limbs and focusing on the core. Her condition was getting worse, fast.

"This, my friends and enemies," Tadashi paused to look at all the faces, then he turned and threw his arms open in delight, "is the Gateway to the God's."