A/N: Hey guys sorry it's been a few days I haven't forgotten you or anything I've been super busy and rescued four cats…against my own will! Their faces won me over and I couldn't let them stay in the rain and starve…I think I'll name them after the killjoys. It only seems right. They were scattered and abandoned throughout my yard and in my bedroom wall. That was fun! NOT! So yeah busy with the mewing demons of hell…damn their big eyes and fluffy faces! Yeah…sooo! On with the show.

It was brightly lit when they woke up. The room smelled like bleach and other sterilizers. Gerard slowly opened his eyes to the bright white lights in the bright white room. His body felt heavy from the drugs. He sat up from his cot and saw the others beside him slowly waking up. He didn't say a word. He didn't need to. They all stood up and rubbed the sleep out of their eyes. Gerard looked down at his writs. Two white metallic cuffs hung around his them. A blue light on the side beeped and they slapped together as if magnetized. He heard three more clanks to see the same had happened to the others. The door to their cell buzzed at it opened. A Draculoid stood there waiting. The group looked to Gerard and he shook his head. There was no point fighting a battle he knew they wouldn't win. The Draculoid took a small chain from its pocket and connected them all into a chain gang. Gerard was the head with Frank next along with Ray then Mikey.

The Draculoid pulled them along the white halls and through the maze of tunnels. It was eerie how quiet it felt. He kept his eyes on the robot's feet as he walked trying to devise a plan.

"GERARD!" A voice shouted. He looked up to see Victory running at him full force. She wrapped her arms around his neck as she collided with him.

"Victory." He said breathlessly. The others repeated her name in surprise.

"I was so worried I'd never see you again." She panted trying to hold back tears. "I'm so, so sorry! I didn't call in the Dracs I swear!"

Gerard awkwardly leaned his head into her shoulder and wrapped his bound hands to one side.

"I know." He said softly. "I don't blame you. But how are you here? Why aren't you—"

"Victory," A cold deep voice sounded behind her. "Step away from the prisoners."

With that command, Victory lowered her arms robotically and stepped back beside Dr. Zulo.

"Yes, Sir." She whispered and put her head down. Gerard's head snapped from Dr. Zulo then back to Victory.

"What's going on?" He demanded. "What have you done to her?"

A small grin curled over Dr. Zulo's lips. Victory couldn't bear to look at him.

"I…I made a deal." Victory said slowly. Her voice cracked making it obvious the tears coming to her. Her eyes welled up.

"What do you mean made a deal?" He took a step closer to her but stopped when the chain tightened.

"He would let you live if I…If I…." She had to stop to keep herself from sobbing. "You are going to be the first tests subjects to be given a drug to make you stronger. It has no side effects and is perfectly safe. You won't notice…a thing." She covered her mouth. "I'm so sorry! I just couldn't let him kill you!"

She finally broke down. Her shoulders shook as she buried her face in her hands. He wanted to go to her.

"You will be put through some experiments to test the effects of the drug." Dr. Zulo continued. "It will make you better, faster, stronger. You are all perfect candidates." He rubbed his hands together like a villain in an old cartoon.

"Victory, take them to the Chamber and prepare them for the first step. After you are done and have administered the drug I want you to come down to the robotics department for defragmentation of the Korse-Bot." Zulo said folding his fingers together. She stood there unable to move.

"Victory?" He repeated. The Draculoid pulled out its gun and pointed it at Gerard's head. She looked up quickly.

"Yes sir! Right away sir!" She said waving her hands and walking off down the hall. The Drac put the gun back in its holster and pulled them behind her.

She stopped at a set of double doors and slid her access card through the slot. It beeped and she opened the door. Inside were a set of three cots folded upward. Each had a large hole in the head rest and several wires hanging around them. Victory turned to the Draculoid.

"Wait outside." She ordered. It twitched its head to the left.

"ORDERED TO GUARD AT ALL TIMES. MUST NOT LEAVE UNATTENDED." It said repeating its command.

"You were ordered to guard. You can do that standing outside the door! I wish to speak with them alone!" She snatched the chain out of its hand. This seemed to compute and it waited, gun in hand. One by one she lead them into the small room and closed the door behind them.

"So what's the escape plan?" Frank asked rubbing his hands together with a large smile. Victory pulled something that looked like a white wand from her pocket.

"You all sit on the beds." She said teary eyed. Frank hopped up and wiggled. Ray and Mikey hopped up beside him.

"Well ok, but I'm not sure how this is going to help us escape." He shrugged. Their wrists snapped into the arm rests.

"There is no escape plan." She said with no emotion. A tear fell from her cheek.

"WHAT!" The three of them said at once. Gerard was the only one who seemed to understand. He still stood.

"Get into the bed Gerard." She refused to look at him. He slowly raised a hand to her cheek.

"I understand why you're doing this but don't." He said softly. "We're not worth it."

She twisted something on the wand and his wrist clung to the bed. It pulled him back and away from her. More tears rolled down her cheeks. He climbed on not taking his eyes off of her. His other wrist snapped down.

"I'm sorry I have to do this. To all of you. I really am." She stood in front of the beds next to a switch board. Ray looked around and his eyes fell back to Victory.

"We're not just getting drugged are we?" He already knew the answer.

"What do you mean?" Frank asked lifting his head up to see him. Victory shook her head.

"This…is a memory chamber. They put people in here to change and alter memories of captives." Ray said a-matter-of-factly. Gerard's eyes grew.

"It' was the only way he'd let me keep you." She sounded as if they were pets. She smiled a little. "You won't remember me…but you'll be alive."

"Victory," Gerard whispered. "Please, no."

She walked around the back behind them with a large needle in her hands. The words DEEPER SLEEPER scrawled across the side.

She pricked Mikey's arm first.

"I don't wanna forget you." He said with tears in his eyes. She kissed the top of his head and ruffled his hair.

"You'll be ok I promise." She smiled as his eyes slowly closed. She slid a large needle connected to a cord into the back of his head. Next she took Frank by the hand.

"Thanks I guess…" He said biting his lower lip. She nodded as his eyes dropped. "Can you give me another dose?" He chuckled. "…This shit aint half as strong as…" His words drifted into whispers and he was out. She slid the next needle into the back of his head.

Ray refused to look at her. She slid her hand into his and pricked his arm.

"Thank you for everything." She whispered. He looked into her eyes and smiled as his slowly fell.

"It wasn't much." He shrugged and his body went limp. She parted his hair and put the needle in.

Her heart raced as she approached Gerard.

"We can fight back." He whispered. She smiled and took him by the arm. She leaned in closer.

"When you wake up I hope you do." She looked down. He looked at her confused. "There is only so much I can take away. My only hope is that you still see what is good and bad. These words I'm saying to you now will be forgotten but never lost."

He furrowed his brow.

"What do you mean?"

She leaned in closer.

"Keep Running." Her words were almost inaudible. "Don't ever stop."

He tilted his head.

"Before you forget me…there is something I've wanted to do for a while." She leaned in deeper pressing her lips to his. His heart skipped. He wanted to put a hand on the back of her hair but the metal cuff bound him. She returned the favor instead and pressed deeper into the kiss. She pulled back as they both caught their breath.

"Don't do this." He whispered. She bit her lip and pressed her lips to his ear. Her grip around his hair tightened.

"I already have." She pulled back with her eyes closed as more tears fell. He looked down to see the needle stuck in his arm. He tried to speak but it was as if his jaw was wired shut. His eyes grew heavy. She put a hand on his chest. She whispered something again but he could barely understand it. All he made out were two words.

"Keep Running."

Something sharp pressed into the back of his skull.