Kelsier: Teasha-san does not own Mistborn or Death Note. Let me leave.

Teasha: Never. If you even try I'll have my sister and best friend who are totally your fangirls attack and keep you here against your will.

Kelsier: I love you too.

Zara was on her way back from work. Again. She stepped carefully over the cracks in the sidewalk, stepping to the rhythm of the song playing back in her mind. She had always been a very sing-song type of person.

About a block before she got to the alley, though, Beyond came running out.

"Beyond?" asked Zara, surprised. "What's wrong?"

"THEM!" Beyond cried pointing toward the alley. From the alley, there were tall figures coming out. About two or three of them, with hoods covering their faces.

"Who are they?" asked Zara. "Why are they here?"

"It's them!" Beyond insisted. "The inquisitors!" And suddenly, Zara understood the issue. She got this deep feeling in the pit of her stomach, as if all that was there was darkness. As if her world was about to be swallowed up by them. The inquisitors.

"RUN!" cried Zara. She and Beyond both took off in the opposite direction from them, running for their lives. Zara would not allow them to take her like her father. And she would not allow beyond, her first friend she'd ever made since she was orphaned, to be taken away either. Not going to happen.

"What are we supposed to do?" asked Beyond.

"Other than run?" finished Zara with an expression of horror coming from her face.

"Yeah, other than that," agreed Beyond.

"Don't let them catch you," she panted. She was getting tired from running so long.

"Yeah, I knew that!" exclaimed Beyond, annoyed. "Other than that! Is there some special trick to not getting caught by them?"

"I don't know, ok?" Zara yelled back. "All I know is that my father was caught by these animals, and we probably will be too."

"Your father was mistborn?"

Zara nodded. "In here!" she whispered, pulling him aside and through a door.

"Where are we?" asked Beyond. He looked around at the place. It looked like an abandoned building. The paint on the walls was peeling, and there was nothing in the entire room. No furniture at all. No hangings on the walls. Nothing.

"This was my old house," Zara looked down. "It used to be such a beautiful place, with a nice picture of the three of us right here." She motioned a place on the wall where a hook was. "But when mom died, I couldn't afford to live here anymore. People tried to take me into an orphanage, but I knew that if they did, they would find out I was mistborn. And if they knew, then they would turn me over. Having a mistborn in the family is bad luck, you know."

"Yeah, I know," agreed Beyond.

A bang was heard on the door. Then another, until all Zara could hear was the banging of the door. "OPEN UP!" someone shouted. "WE NEED TO KNOW IF THERE'S ANY REFUGEES IN HERE!"

"Should I open it?" asked Zara.

"If you don't they'll break it down," Beyond rationalized.

"Okay." Zara opened the door and looked outside.

"What is it?"

The door was opened to reveal three inquisitors. All had their hoods down, and spikes had been clearly driven into their skulls and through the eyes. 'My god, how are they still alive?' Zara thought, paling with horror. The one in front looked up at her and Beyond, with a clear sense of recognition. They knew who Zara and Beyond were.

"Wait," the one in the front said. "You're Quentin's daughter, aren't you?" he pointed to Zara. Zara backed away slowly.

"I knew it!" one of the others said. "I knew his daughter was going to be mistborn! I told you we should have investigated his family!"

"Quiet," the one in front ordered. He was obviously the leader of the group. "How did you end up with him?" he asked, pointing to Beyond.

"Does it matter?" the one who had interrupted before interrupted. Again. "This just makes our jobs that much easier! Let's take them and leave!"

Zara felt her wrist grabbed by Beyond, who was behind her. "We have to get out of here," he whispered to her.

"I heard that!" shouted the lead inquisitor. "What, do you think we can't use tin?"

Zara burned iron and pulled. As she did, she whipped out of the room, towards a spire and over the inquisitor's heads, Beyond still holding her wrist. She burned pewter and steel when she caught herself on the spire. Forget about hiding, they already knew where she was.

They came after her. Well, duh, she knew that they would. Zara steel pushed off the spire and onto the roof of one of the smaller buildings.

"You have to get away from me," she insisted. "If you do it'll be harder for them to get us both." Beyond nodded and dropped down the roof of the building.

The inquisitors obviously noticed this, as they split up. Two went after Beyond, and one stayed on Zara's tail. Great.

Zara jumped down from the building, then dropped a coin and shot a bit sideways and up to the top of a skyscraper. How was she supposed to defeat these things?

The inquisitor didn't fall for her trick. He just jumped up to the skyscraper, and got there before Zara. So when Zara got there he was reaching for her. She couldn't let him touch her. She steel pushed away from the building and shot backwards. Right into another inquisitor.

'What?' she thought. 'When did he get there?' she tried to push away from him…

Only to find that all her metals were gone.

It was a good thing she was on a roof and not in midair. But how…?

"You're coming with me," the man said gruffly. He grabbed her and tossed her over his shoulder in one fluid motion, like a potato sack. Then, he jumped off the roof and down onto the ground. The pavement cracked under his feet.

"LET ME GO!" Zara shouted. "LET GO OF ME!"

The inquisitor smirked. "But don't you want to see your father?"

The last thing Zara saw was blackness.