Phyco Monkey: I'm sorry! Thank you Monkey-Leo and Animefangirl11 for letting me know the beginning was rushed. I never realized it, now it's fixed. And I must agree with Beastfire, mosquitoes are evil! Why do they even exist! They are good for nothing unless you want a nuisance and something evil! (Breathing heavily)

Icefire: (sweat drops) your hyperventilating... you had sugar again didn't you?

Phyco Monkey: (breathing normally again) Maybe... (Mischievous grin) SUGAR! Hyper, hyper, hyper, hyper, hyper, hyper, hyper-

Icefire: (whacks Phyco Monkey over the head with her tail, knocking Phyco Monkey unconscious) Finally peace and quiet! While Phyco Monkey "sleeps peacefully" read the story.

Chapter Two: "We Get Help"

Antauri was on one side of Chiro, and Gibson was on the other. Gibson was performing all sorts of tests to determine Chiro's illness. He held a thermometer in his hand. "Could you open your mouth fro me please?" Gibson asked. He couldn't help treating Chiro as though he were only a little child.

Chiro obediently opened his mouth. "Lift up your tongue, now close your mouth, be sure to keep the thermometer under your tongue okay?" Chiro nodded. When the thermometer beeped Gibson took it out of the boy's mouth and read the digital numbers on it, aloud. "Temperature: 106 degrees..." Gibson shook his head. "His fever is so high it's deadly."

Chiro had been paying close attention to Gibson waiting for him to read the thermometer. Seeing Gibson's reaction caused fear to grip him. Chiro's muscles tightened and his already heavy and labored breathing became worse. This caused Gibson to become alarmed.

Gibson glanced urgently at Antauri, who instantly understood. He began to run a comforting hand through Chiro's hair in an attempt to calm him. "Shhh Its okay Chiro, we will help you. But right now you need to relax you're only making it worse."

Chiro turned his head so he could look at Antauri. He was still afraid but he relaxed all the same. Gibson breathed on the stethoscope to warm it up, then placed it on Chiro's bare chest. "His heart rate is a bit slow. Chiro can you breath in your nose and out your mouth for me? That's right nice and easy. That's a good boy. Hmm, he does seem to have some kind of fluid in his lungs." Gibson removed the stethoscope. " I can't get rid of the fluid without surgery."

Chiro whimpered and began to breathe heavily again as he became afraid. Antauri moved his hand from Chiro's hair to his (Chiro's) flushed cheek. Antauri stroked Chiro's cheek and the boy calmed down. Antauri nodded to Gibson, signaling he should continue.

"I can possibly lower his fever with some Tylenol and an ice pack." Gibson left and came back in about a minute with a bottle of medicine, a teaspoon, and an ice pack. He poured the amount indicated on the bottle into the teaspoon. "Here Chiro." Chiro opened his mouth and took the medicine. Gibson placed the ice pack on Chiro's warm forehead, causing him to shudder from the sudden cold on his forehead. "Now sleep, Chiro, your body needs rest."

Chiro turned his head to look at Antauri. "Promise you won't leave...?" Chiro asked weakly.

"I, promise." Antauri replied. Feeling more secure Chiro obediently closed his eyes. Antauri and Gibson waited a few minutes to be sure that Chiro was asleep.

"Antauri, I don't know what I can do for him. I've never read about or seen this virus before. What should we do?"

Antauri thought a moment. His eyes never left the pale face of the sleeping boy. He noted that his flushed cheeks were becoming more, and more flushed. His metallic hand continued to stroke Chiro's head. "We get help."

"But from where?"

"The proper question, Gibson, is 'from whom?' I know a healer who could be of assistance."

"A healer?"

Antauri nodded. "Her name is Aloe, but prefers few to know her real name, so she goes by the name Athelas, which means 'healer' in Egyptian."

Gibson pondered over this for a moment before saying, "alright but where can we find this Aloe or 'Athelas?' I've never heard of her before."

"From a planet called Hazzen."

Phyco Monkey: (Sits up and rubs her head.) Oww... what hit me?

Icefire: (Grins) I did.

Phyco Monkey: (glares) WTF you hit me for!

Icefire: (tilts her head) you were acting psycho.

Phyco Monkey: (growls menacingly) did you ever stop to think why I might be called Phyco Monkey! Even though they are spelled differently they mean the same thing!

Icefire: Oh... Don't hurt me! (Runs away)

Phyco Monkey: (question mark appears over her head) what's wrong with her? I'm not that psycho... (Blinks and shrugs) Well anyway review! (Smiles cutely and gives the famous puppy dog eyes) Please... I know you can't resist the face.