Hi everybody. Firstly, I just want to apologize for not updating in MONTHS. I had exams, then my laptop broke, then I went away from Christmas. When I came, I wanted to continue writing but since I hadn't written in such a long time, I had a little bit of a writer's block. As you can see, I finally updated and good news, I'm on March break and I've already started the next chapter! Thank you so much for the reviews and thanks so much for your patience. I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own Galactik Football or any of the characters in it, but I do own all the original characters

"Oh my god!" Jaina gasped as she ran into the medical room. Aiden lay on the bed, practically unconscious. Tia was leaning over him, fixing a bandage. Aiden's face and arms were covered in scratches and cuts. He had a black eye and his lips were cracked, swollen and coated in dark, dry blood. His nose was also bloody.

"What the hell happened to him?" Jaina asked Tia in horror.

"We don't know, Lucas found him. As you can see, he isn't in a good shape. He was beaten up badly, obviously. He has some sprains and broken bones and he has a bullet wound in his arm."

Jaina turned to look a Lucas, scowling. "You think he was attacked? Idiot."

"Sorry," Lucas muttered, rolling his eyes. Since he had lived right next door to Jaina ever since the day she was born, he was kind of used to her harsh attitude by now. He had never met D'Jok, but based off of Micro-ice's stories, he wasn't very bad tempered - usually.

"Who did this to him?" Brandon asked, "It looks kind of nasty."

Jaina glared at her brother. "You think?"

"Somebody's in a bad mood," Ryland murmured lightheartedly to Brandon. Jaina chose to ignore this.

"There isn't much more I can do," Tia said with a sigh. "Once he's woken up, I can start the actual healing process, but for now, we should just let him rest."

"Will he be ok," Jaina asked nervously, chewing her lip.

Tia smiled reassuringly. "Of course, he should be fine. They're bad injuries, but not life threatening."

Ryland put a comforting arm around Jaina. "Come on sis, let's go…get a milkshake."

She grinned, raising an eyebrow. "A milkshake?"

"Why not? It'll be my treat."

This caused Jaina to look even more surprised, "You're actually volunteering to pay?"

"Er... yeah…" Ryland replied, looking a little bit unsure.

About twenty minutes later, Jaina, Brandon, Ryland, Lucas, Gail and Peyton all sat at a table in a local, nearby café, sipping milkshakes, nibbling on cookies and chatting away about theories on what had happened to Aiden and their upcoming matches. Mei sat alone at a separate table, staring off into space. Rocket came over and sat opposite her, handing her a cup of coffee.

"Here you go, you've had quite a day," he said.

"Oh Rocket, thanks, you didn't have to," Mei replied in surprise.

"It's ok."

The two former team mates sat quietly, silently sipping their coffee. Although they were friend, Mei and Rocket had never had a very close relationship. They had completely different personalities and came from totally different backgrounds. Tia and Mei had always been extremely close, besides from a little bit of a rough start when they first met, but things had always been sort of awkward between Rocket and Mei. Basically, Mei just saw Rocket as her former captain and her best friend's husband.

"Mei, who was that man?" Rocket asked quietly, "The one hiding his face, wearing the hood and the goggles."

Mei sighed, smiling ever so slightly as she gazed into her mug. "Who do you think?"

"It was him, wasn't it?"

"Yes."

"He's alive."

"Apparently so."

"Do you know why he was running away? And hiding his face? And fighting with Sinedd and Cale?"

"Nope, not a clue."

"Speaking of which, where is Cale?"

Mei froze, her eyes widening and her eyebrows rising. "That is a very good question."

"Did he go with Sinedd?"

"I think so…he might of…I honestly have no idea."

"Are you ok?" Rocket asked, looking concerned, "You seem kind of out of it." Why am I even bothering to ask her that? She's been 'out of it' ever since D'Jok disappeared. She'll just say the same thing that she always does…

"I'm fine."

D'Jok felt like an idiot as he ran around madly. "Damn! The one day that Bleylock decides not to be out an about hunting me down is the one day that I actually want to find him!" D'Jok hissed. He was seriously going to kill that man with his stupid 'I'm going to use the breath to kill everybody and take over the universe' schemes. Dragging him into all of this, dragging Sinedd into it. Ruining everybody's lives. It was sickeningly unbearable. D'Jok sighed, sitting down on a bench, putting his head in his hands, sweating and panting. This was useless, he would never find him. He couldn't even find any of Bleylock's dimwitted little robots which would lead him to wherever that damn coward was hiding now. D'Jok suddenly froze in shock and fear as a large, heavy hand grabbed his shoulder. Darn! How could he have let this happen? After more than a decade of prison cells, torture and failed escape attempts only to finally succeed, he had been caught again!

"Hey prisoner, I thought I'd find you here."