Raijiar stood, back to his shattered doorframe, fuming. His ship was damaged, it had been invaded, and the multitude of mutants guarding it failed to do their job. On top of it all, his dinner had been stolen from him, and hunger only aggravated him more.

Maltoic walked in, his main arms reaching out so he could avoid running into something or someone. His second pair of arms clung to his bleeding eye.

"I shall assume you lost," the Savage Leader near whispered.

Before his subordinate could respond, a survivor stumbled in, bleeding and hurt.

"My Lord," he bowed, "six human children invaded your ship."

"I know this," Raijiar all but growled.

"Three were armed and decimated our forces."

"I know this as well."

"Dunal was with them."

"I know all of this!"

The mutant flinched at his master's outburst.

"We incapacitated two of them, though!"

Raijiar only nodded.

"I alssho managed to," Maltoic wheezed, a harsh cough bringing about a bleeding tooth, "bitesssh one. Ssshhould be ussshful..."

The Savage King smiled, turning to his subordinates.

"Perfect. At least one good thing came out of this."

Meanwhile…

The teens and Dunal eventually stopped running. Jonathan had fallen behind slightly due to the extra weight of carrying Jasmine on his back, but he caught up after a moment. Dunal transformed to her human form and pulled a portable teleporter out of her pocket. She activated it and all eight of them were teleported to the dinaurian starship. They had been warped straight to the sick bay, which almost looked like a human hospital. The technology was almost the same, but slightly more advanced-looking. It had several rooms, some of which had multiple beds separated by curtains. A few dinaurians walked in and out of the rooms, checking on the few patients that were already there. A dinaurian walked over to them as they appeared, noticing the injured teens. This dinaurian's figure almost looked like that of a human, but with some obvious alien features. He had icy-blue skin, red horns with green tips, and green hair. His hair was spiked and the color gradually got lighter along the spikes. He wore a blue shirt, navy-blue pants, light-blue shoes and fingerless gloves, both of which almost blended in with his skin because of the similar colors. His pointed ears had a green trim around the edges, and about 3 inches from the tip of his tail was a 1-inch-thick ring of green skin.

"Hey, what happened to you guys?" He asked.

"A rescue mission for our friend, Todd." Dina said. "Some of us got injured while invading Raijiar's ship."

"You're brave kids, taking on his army." The dinaurian said. "You're lucky you're all still alive. Oh, where are my manners? I'm Nezzar."

The teens introduced themselves, except Molly, who Jonathan introduced due to her inability to speak.

"We came here because we need to borrow some healing tech, not to chat." Dunal said, sounding quite annoyed.

"Oh!" Nezzar exclaimed. "I'll get that for you. I'll be right back." He then ran down a hallway. A few minutes later, he returned with a few healing devices. He healed Todd's wounds, but he couldn't heal Jonathan's arm due to the damage being mainly internal and severing his arm. Jasmine's nerves were fried, so closing the wounds didn't help either of them. Her legs were disabled, as was Jonathan's right arm. After the cause of Jonathan's injury was revealed, he was taken to another room for treatment. The acid was slowly corroding his body on the inside. If they didn't neutralize it, it could kill him in a matter of hours. Jasmine and Todd were also kept in other rooms to recover. They had closed Todd's wounds, but there was a high risk of infections, so they wanted to keep an eye on him. Jasmine was kept mainly because she couldn't walk, but also because of the risk of infections.

Jonathan looked over at Molly, who was standing in his room to check on him and Jasmine. He noticed that she seemed to be in a trance or something. She was staring off into space and not moving.

She heard a noise in her head, something that shouldn't have been there.

What's going on? she mentally asked. The reply sounded like another language or something. She went through her mental index of languages she knew, but she couldn't identify it.

Who are you and how did you get into my thoughts? She asked the creature. This time, she heard a deep growl, then more of the mysterious language. To her, it sounded like gibberish. She then lost control of her body temporarily and was completely frozen as she fought to regain control.

"Hey Molly, are you okay?" Jonathan asked. She didn't respond. He waved his left hand in front of her face and snapped his fingers to get her attention, to no avail. Then Dunal walked up and smacked her in the back of the head, snapping her out of it. She rubbed the back of her head and glared at Dunal. When Dunal hit her, the creature that was controlling her was forced to return control to her. But she felt that something was different now.

"What the heck was that for?!" She shouted, surprising everyone, including herself. "I… can talk again…?" She asked out of complete shock. Seconds later, an excited squeal echoed through the room, possibly the entire ship. Everyone covered their ears as the high-pitched noise resonated through the ship. But after a moment, she suddenly stopped and turned to the others. "Sorry about that." She said, seeming strangely calm for how excited she was just seconds before. It was almost as if her personality was suddenly switched. Unknown to the others, the creature had successfully taken control while she was distracted.

"Well… That was unexpected…" Jasmine said.

"Yeah… So what should we do now?" Jonathan asked.

"Let's go home for now." Dina suggested. "I need a nap. Fighting mutated aliens is tiring work."

Everyone else agreed, so, with the exception of Jonathan, Jasmine, and Todd. They stepped into the teleporter one by one until all of them were back on Earth. The sun was setting, so they all went to their houses for the night.

But the adventure was only just beginning.