Frina was right; they arrived at the Rasona right when she said they would. They entered the ghost town. It was a small town, small houses here and there.
"It won't be so hard to find Hevok," Trixie said. "There are not a lot of buildings." They past a house. The house's front door creaked open.
"Did someone say my name?" someone asked. The seven of them opened the door wider. No one was in sight. The inside of the house was dusty. There was a brick fireplace. On the mantle was a clock and some photos and books. The wooden floor boards were covered in filth. I didn't look at all like Hevok lived there. Eli scouted the kitchen and reported no one was on the lower level. They walked to the base of the dusty wooden stairs.
"Hello? Hevok, are you there?" Frina called up the steps.
"Yes, I'm here," Hevok said.
"My gem wore out early, can you help?"
"Sure," she said. "Meet me outside. I'll take you to a place where I can fix your gem." Frina, Marossa, Rithol, Eli, Trixie, Kord, and Pronto stepped outside. Eight men jumped off the roof and landed behind them. One grabbed Frina, of grabbed Eli, one grabbed Marossa, one grabbed Rithol, and so on. The eighth man was Blakk.
"Gullible, gullible, Frina," Blakk said. Another one of his goons stepped out of the house.
"Hey!" Frina exclaimed, realizing she had been tricked. "Let me go!"
"Take them to prison," Blakk ordered. Frina struggled as the goons took them to a Mecha with a box.
"Why aren't you using your train?" Marossa asked.
"There are no tracks here," Blakk explained. The goons threw the seven of them into the box.
They were each thrown in separate cells at the Blakk Industries building. Trixie examined the locks, deciding how to pick them. Frina sat on the cot, absorbed in her thoughts. They weren't thoughts about how to escape; they were there to entertain her. Hours went by, and Frina's thoughts were not enough to entertain her. She got up. The others watched her, wondering what she was going to do. She spread out her arms, and began spinning slowly. She accelerated, gradually gaining speed, until finally, she stopped abruptly. She fought to gain her balance. When she finally did, she began spinning again, this time, singing a lyric less song in a random tune.
"La la la la la la la," she sang. A guard came over to her cell.
"Shut up," he said. "Or Diablos Nachos will make you."
"Okay," Frina said, then continued to sing. The guard walked off and returned with Nachos.
"Shut up," Diablos ordered. Frina stopped spinning.
"Make me," she said.
"There's no reason to spin and sing."
"There're actually two reasons," Frina corrected. "One: because I want to, and two: I'm so bored!" then she continued.
"Shut up," Diablos repeated.
"I don't want to, Nacho Cheese."
"What did you just call me?" he growled.
"Nacho Cheese." Diablos opened the cell door. Frina's eyes widened, she threw up her hands, and backed up.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!" she apologized franticly. Diablos smiled and snorted in amusement of her fear. "Not," she muttered, but Diablos didn't hear her. He closed the cell as he walked out.
"Okay, I know you're not scared of Diablos," Trixie said. "But I do admire your nickname for him, Nacho Cheese, though."
"I just didn't feel like fighting, so I pretended to be scared of him so he'd leave. Works every time." Just then, Blakk walked up to her cell. "Hello," she said friendlily.
"I have a question for you," Blakk replied.
"The polite response to hello is hello back, you know that right?"
"I don't care."
"I'm not saying anything until you greet me properly."
"Fine. Hi. Would you like to work for me?" Frina seemed to consider this option.
"And if I refuse?"
"Then I'll kill you right now."
"Highly doubtful."
"Have you noticed something's missing?" it was then Frina noticed her daggers were gone.
"Hey!"
"Will you?"
"Why not? One condition, though. You let the others go, including Eli."
"Deal."
"What are you doing?" Trixie exclaimed.
"You start in the morning," Blakk said and left. Pronto crossed his arms and turned his back to Frina.
"You're a traitor," Kord stated.
"No, just listen," Frina explained. "I'm just getting you guys out, then I'll get out on my own."
"I get it!" Rithol exclaimed, but his cell was too far away for the others to hear.
"How do we know you won't just let us out, and then stay with Blakk?" Trixie asked.
"Because I give a Denekk's Word."
"What's so binding about that?"
"A Denekk's Word cannot be broken, no matter what." Outside the very small window in her cell, Frina could see that the sun was setting.