Crystine stood infront of her monitors next to Chase. She smiled as she watched the twenty experiments who populated Lazy Town sleep. They seemed so innocent when they were lost in their dreams. Crystine knew better. Her hand hovered over the red activation button that would jumpstart their special abilities. With a deep breath, she pushed it. Every screen lighting up with glowing white eyes.

Trixie immediately clamped her eyes shut a moment later as she writhed against the kitchen tiles where Stingy had left her. She suddenly felt incredibly overheated with her body getting hotter every passing moment. Her blood felt as though it were literally boiling, and her veins paid the price with exceptional pain. Trixie waving in and out of conciousness as she sweated - unable to move or do much of anything at this rate. Her temperature was 110. A death rate.

Trixie thought that she was dying in flames. Her temperature spiked to 125. Her veins bright blue and visible underneath her skin which felt as though any moment it might melt off. Trixie's eyes opening to glow like a bright red blinding beakon on Crystine's monitor. She was one of the first to show such a sign of mutation... and success. Many of the other children had already died, having not even reached this point in their transformation. It made her smile. "Her heart must be strong."

Ziggy was having a reverse effect. He was freezing cold as he laid on his bed. He tried to scream out, but his throat was closed over with ice. Ziggy was unable to do much of anything but lay there plastered with ice and snow. When his eyes finally altered into a beaming ocean blue, he imagined that he was deep beneath the water. Ziggy struggled at first to swim upwards and find the light of the surface. But he didn't make it in time. Gasping, he inhaled a massive amount of water, and thought that surely he would soon drown to death soon. He became limp, and closed his eyes to accept the darkness under his eyelids.

His monitor in Crystine's lab began to beep to signify that Ziggy was beginning to flat line. She made a sour expression. "Not another one! There is only four kids left." She sighed, and went to put her hand to the screen to shut it off.

"Don't give up yet, Z!" Trixie's voice cried out in his head, and he opened his eyes again to find himself in pitch blackness.

Ziggy couldn't move or reply to her. He was enclosed in a block of ice that he couldn't free himself of. But suddenly he felt the ice melt off of him, and when he opened his eyes Trixie stood infront of him. Her hair was on fire, and her eyes were a glowing red. She extended her hand to him with a compassionate smile, and when he took it he felt his body regulate. He was neither hot nor cold. He was free of his painful burden, and his heart started to beat again. "Friends forever." She said to him, as the flames died all except in her brown eyes. Ziggy smiled, and embraced her in a hug as the world reconstructed itself around them. They were back in his room glowing magnificent colors of contrast - red and blue in perfect harmony.

However, soon enough the light faded from his arms and Trixie was gone. He was alone in his dark bedroom... once again feeling a faint chill that craweled across his skin but did not posess him.

Crystine pulled her hand back with a bit of confusion when she realized that the boy had come back to life. "This is a remarkable occurance!" She looked over at the other children who still lived. There was Stingy and Pixel. Stingy was sleeping peacefully as if he had experienced no alteration or mutation. Crystine sighed at his progress, and looked over to another creation with expectation.

Pixel - who hadn't left his house in four years - was sitting wide-eyed at his computer screen. His eyes glowing a bright white as if it mocked the computer which had become his life. The cords of the computer suddenly unplugged themselves from the sockets and wrapped themselves around him as if they were choking him. The electricity serged through his body like a free-flowing current, and left him in a state of paralyzed shock. The many computer screens which cluttered his room were still active without being plugged in. When his eyes opened again, they were a bright glowing yellow. The cords spilling away from his body and the computer screens turning dark as he collapsed on the ground.

Stephanie, however, was having an active dream of which she was flying through the air. She turned invisible in this dreamscape, and serged through the crowds as if she were a gentle breeze. She found Sportacus in the crowd, and appeared behind him. Stephanie dropped to her feet, and tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around with a smiling face, and Stephanie phased her arm into his chest...

ripping out his heart.

She jolted up in bed, panting hard. Her eyes never changing color at all. They stayed that piercing, ghostlike white until she closed them. Tears spilling down her cheeks as she fell back against the bed again. She didn't even notice that she was hovering in the air over of it instead.