Alrighty, Chapter 2!

So last chapter was a little short, but I'm making up for it! They're all gonna still be short.

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN DI-GATA! If I did, then it would already be decided as to whether of not there would be more seasons! And Adam would possibly be in every ep! (Depends on how much his voice actor is willing to do.)

WORD COUNT: 963

"Oh, just to make amends for my errant ways, dear father." Adam sort of spat the last two words out as if they were dirt in his mouth. Kara could tell, even though Adam did a mostly good job of hiding it. She had no idea whether Brackus had noticed it as well or not.

"I find that hard to believe."

"But… I brought you a gift." The old man turned away bitterly.

"There is nothing you could give me that would ease the pain you have inflicted on-" Before letting his father finish his sentence, Adam pulled out the pulled out the three Pure Stones and tossed them onto the table near where Brackus stood. "The Pure Stones!" Brackus gasped. He picked them up, laughing triumphantly, then turned back to Adam with his arms spread open, his attitude having done a complete one-eighty. "Maybe I have judged you too harshly. Come over here, my son!"

Instead of running to his father, Adam pulled his cloak off of Kara, and threw her to the floor, pulling off her gag as he did so. "You traitor!" she screamed. Now she understood why he'd let her live. He'd rather have Brackus take care of her himself.

"The young Defender? I don't understand." Adam merely smirked somewhat evilly.

Later, Kara was still in Brackus' keep with Adam and his father. They'd re-gagged her and dragged her to the center of the room. Brackus was still showing surprise at his son's gifts. "Impressive," he commented.

'Yeah,' Kara thought angrily, 'Impressive double-crossing, you no-good spy.'

"Not only did you steal the Pure Stones from the Defenders, you also abducted the girl Nazmul desires as a host." Both turned to look at her for a second, and Kara chose the moment to give Adam a death glare. Brackus walked over to her, stones in hand. Kara felt a sense of dread creeping up. "She must be destroyed immediately."

"No!" Kara screamed through her gag.

"SCOURGE OF IN-" Surprisingly, Adam grabbed the man's wrist before he could strike.

"No." The Trait – no, Adam's voice was somewhat smug, like he was one step ahead of everyone else. Normally Kara ignored the tone; she'd heard it dozens of times before. But this time she wondered if Adam was right (for once).

"I don't think you understand," Brackus said as he pulled his arm away and backed to the opposite side of the table, "If Nazmul gets a hold of her, he would become too powerful to destroy."

Adam didn't even blink. "No, I don't think you understand." He pulled yet another stone out of his pocket.

"Huh? A tracking stone?" At that point, Kara pretty much gave up on trying to figure out which side Adam was on. A teleportal opened up on the other side of the room – Brackus' side – and that ugly brute Malco emerged. Brackus reached for the Pure Stones still sitting on the table, but was stopped short as Malco grabbed him. "What? No!" Adam grinned and wiggled the hand with the stone. The evil lord's eyes widened in surprise as he put two and two together. "Why?!" Once the reality had finally sunk in, Malco threw him into the wall. Kara couldn't help but notice that Adam seemed almost pleased at the sight. Odd. She wondered what had happened between them to make him actually enjoy the sight of his father's pain.

Brackus was tossed around a few more times – and whether she liked to admit it or not, Kara was somewhat pleased as well – before he landed about two feet in front of the teleportal, just as an ugly guy, resembling a human skull on a robot's body, appeared through it, with that creep Flinch right behind him.

Kara barely bothered listening to their conversation, mostly because Adam's snickering and the teleportal's whirring drowned it out, and the fact that they were practically whispering. She only watched as the robot picked up Brackus and, after telekinetically tossing him around a few times, threw him through the teleportal, then walked – make that hovered – over to the table, completely ignoring her and Adam.

"The Pure Stones," he growled, cackling as he picked them up. Obviously annoyed, Adam cleared his throat. The robot looked over and approached Kara, an evil grin on his, uh, face. "Ah, yes. Destiny awaits, young Defender." With his other claw-like hand he stroked her cheek. Kara flinched and ducked away.

"Ahem!" Adam was louder this time, finally getting the guy's attention.

"So, I imagine you expect some kind of reward for you efforts." Kara had to admit she was thinking the same thing. Adam never got involved in anything unless there was something in it for him.

Surprisingly, Adam gave the guy a short bow. "My only desire was to serve you, Lord Nazmul," he said smoothly.

Nazmul? This creep was Nazmul?! Great. Just great!

"Indeed." Nazmul seemed a little distrusting. Perhaps he, like Kara, found Adam's humbleness a bit – no, very suspicious. "And the rest of the Defenders?"

Adam immediately straightened. "I left them in Callisto." She knew that was true. "They were too strong to overpower myself."

"You are wrong." What? "They are already here in Yintos, heading right here this very moment. Interesting that they know exactly where to find you." Her friends were coming? Adam must've forgotten the Key. It was the only possibility. Then again, the shadow of nervousness that flicked across his face made her wonder if he hadn't actually forgotten. What was he up to? "Flinch." Nazmul turned to the scientist, who'd stood silently by the wall. "Ensure that the Defenders have a suitable welcome."

Flinch bowed to him. "My Lord." He turned and exited. Malco followed him.

Nazmul turned back to Adam. "Now, your reward."