It was a dry day, the wind was still, it was there but barely, the sun shone through the window, it was warm on the face of the people out side the building and the ground was dry; the perfect day.

Hex out the window at the runway.

"Why?"

Hex turned around to meet Red X's sad eyes

"Why are you going to bury him, he brought you hell, he hurt you in the worst way possible, why give him rest?" he asked

"If I don't, then he'll come back and I can't have him hurt you or any one else, that's why" she replied

She walked over and hugged him "Good bye little brother, I'll see you again, I promise" and with that she turned and went into the departures lounge waiting for her plane to start boarding.

Red X had a heave heart when he thought about what she said, if she didn't bury him, he'd come back.

Red shivered as he watched Hex from afar, the intercom crackled "All passengers leaving Jump City to Os County please go to the gate; Todos los pasajeros a salir de la ciudad de Salto Os Condado, por favor ir a la puerta" the announcer repeated it in Spanish.

Red X saw Hex get up and make her way to the gate; she turned and smiled at him.

Red X watch the coffin get loaded onto the plane. He sighed and saw Hex wave at him before she disappeared onto the plane, back to her home, back to where it all started.

He turned around and walked out of the airport.

-----*-----

Hex sat down in her seat next to the window, he was right underneath her, she could feel it.

She took out her mp3 player and put it on the loudest, so that she didn't have to listen to the old man behind her rant about how the younger generation showed no respect.

Hex new that she should be okay, she new that he was dead, but still… this nagging feeling was in the back of her neck, telling her that something was going to go wrong.

-----*-----

The cargo hold was cold and dark, suitcases and boxes where loaded into it making it hard to move in there if needed.

But at the very back was a black coffin; it was labelled as a John Doe.

The silence was eerie and dark; the only thing that could be heard was a scraping sound, then a crack.

The lid was lifted from the coffin.

-----*-----

Hex's eyes snapped open and she screamed

"NO!"

She was 10 000 feet in the air with no help and no hope.

A voice sang from the cargo hold, making the passengers, stewardesses and pilots, shiver and panic.

"I'm not dead; Little Anny"