"Pulse, turn the PS-TF on." Zephyr told his team-mate once they were outside.

Pulse nodded and dug the machine out of his pocket. He pressed a small blue button on one of it's sides. The machine emitted a white pulse that expanded around them, then disappeared. Pulse put the PS-TF back in his pocket.

Zephyr nodded, "Okay lets go."

He looked back at their base, it was a very large tree. The door they had used to leave had already disappeared - thanks to another one of their team-mates named Felix. His power was to make inanimate objects seem to be something else. So - right now - the door seemed to be just more bark on the tree. Felix never wants to take part in any missions, so he just stays in the basement of the base an keeps it hidden.

"Are you going to stand there staring at the base or are we going to go?" Mike asked. "I'll gladly go back in and raid the fridge instead."

Zephyr shot a glare at Mike, who - again- smirked tauntingly.

"Let's go then." Zephyr sighed. He lifted his hand, a gust of strong wind blew through the forest and into a short, metal tube covered by grass. As the wind went though, it made a loud 'hooing' sound. This was a signal for the patrols and look-outs around the base telling them that people are leaving. They have to do the same thing when coming back. If they don't the patrols will get them confused with the enemy and the patrols will attack them.

Zephyr nodded to Pulse and Mike, then started walking through the forest.

He twitched his ear, Pulse and Mike were whispering behind him. Zephyr looked back at them.

"Lets pick up the pace."

"What? Feeling left out of the conversation?" Mike taunted.

Zephyr flicked his ear in reply.

"Well, if it makes you feel any better, we're talking about you Zeph." Mike continued.

Zephyr's ear twitched as he glared at Mike - who did his usual smirk.

"No," Zephyr started. "I just think that we should get to that truck before it leaves." He then turned around and started to dash toward their destination. When he heard Mike's and Pulse's quickened footsteps behind him, Zephyr whipped his hands back. The wind started to push them forward - making them run faster.

After a few minutes of running, the large green trees around them turned into skinny black ones.

There it is! He thought as edge of the forest was in sight. Zephyr swung his arms forward. The wind's strength increased and the tree moved faster. Pulse stumbled, but quickly regained his pace.

Now, a tall, black, apartment-like building was in sight. Zephyr let his arms fall back to his sides and the wind died down. The three slowed to a stop. They were at the edge of the forest.

"Stay here, I'm going to scope out the area." He told Pulse and Mike. Without waiting for a reply, Zephyr dashed off toward the building. His arms out in front of him with the wind pushing him forward, he almost ran right into the building before stopping. He bent his knees and pointed his hands down to his feet. Wind swirled Zephyr's feet - it's pressure increasing with every second.

Almost there, almost there...NOW! He straightened his legs quickly and the wind launched him up at a incredible speed. Once he was over the building, he straightened his legs out in front of him. Zephyr turned his arms so that the palms of his hands were angled toward the building. A strong wind pushed his back and kept doing so until he was over top of the building. Zephyr's hands closed into fists and the wind died down. He landed lightly on the roof of the building.

All right... He thought, looking around. If I was looking at it this through my camera...Then is would be... Zephyr walked to his right and peered over the edge of the building to the ground below. Thought so.. He thought when he saw the same garage door. He looked around the area surrounding the garage. One, two, three, four.. He counted the guards. Heh, only four? Dimension must be taunting me.

Dimension is the leader of the gang 'anonymous'. This gang pretty much controls the Neutral Zone. They capture people who they think might be useful to their gang and force them to join via Dimension's kind of mind control. And - as you may have guessed - Zephyr's group is the only resistance to 'Anonymous'. Zephyr Has been messing with Dimension's gang since he was nine. He was doing it alone for three years until he met Mike, who was following the Anonymous agents that took his family. Mike eventually joined Zephyr - thus starting the group. Now, the group has twelve members, and they gain new members frequently.

Then - out of the corner of his eye - Zephyr saw a bright red flash. He looked at it.

A Flare? He thought. Then a cold flash of realization hit him. Danger..Mike and Pulse are in danger! Zephyr's mind whirled, and out of sheer impulse he ran toward the flash. He ran to the edge of the building, swung his hands forward, and jumped off - the wind pushing him further. He quickly - while still in the air - aimed his palms toward the trees. He moved his hands from left to right - as if wiping off a dusty surface. While he did this, the wind blew all the tree's leaves from left to right. Zephyr let his arms fall back down to his sides as he landed on the ground.

I hope the got my message... He hoped as he ran toward the place where Mike and Pulse were.

As he neared his destination he felt his body begin to tingle. Zephyr slowed to a stop.

What the- He began to go numb. Shook his hand but the numbness only worsened. It slowly creeped up his arm until he couldn't move it anymore. His legs buckled under him and he fell to his knees.

No! He forced his other arm to lift and made a grabbing motion toward himself. He clenched his fist and the wind around him started to build up pressure. He felt his hand begin to go numb and his fist started to loose it's tension - the wind's pressure began to weaken.

No, No! He forced it to stay up with with all of his energy. Just...A little longer! Come on! He clenched his fist tighter. The pressure grew and Zephyr felt a sharp pain as his ears popped.

Now! He let all the tension in his fist go and swung his arm to one side. The wind's pressure also let go, shooting a strong wind out all around him. The wind was so powerful that is was actually visible. The white wind kept going, and going, leaving large dents on every tree it came in contact with and still keeping it's ferocity.

Zephyr's arms fell limply to his sides and he collapsed on to the ground.

I - I can't move...

Dark figures started to appears around him - slowly encircling him.

It's over... I lost... Zephyr closed his eyes in defeat and let himself slip into unconsciousness.