Stealth Elf bobbed her head to the soft radio music. Wind-Up sat beside her with his eyes closed fast asleep. Ignitor was in the back thinking. He was squished in between Stink Bomb and Prism Break. Stink Bomb had his head smashed against the window, but somehow he had been able to get some shut eye. Prism Break had his head tilted back and snored loudly. Night Shift on the other side of the rock golem sat glumly, with bags under his eyes and squinting intently.

"Hey, Night Shift? Why don't you get some sleep?" Ignitor told him.

Night Shift slowly shifted his head to look at Ignitor. "I am undead. I…do not…sleep." At the last word Night Shift fell forward and face planted into Prism Break's lap, snoring away.

Ignitor noticed Stealth Elf look at him through the rearview mirror. "Why don't you get some sleep?" she asked.

"Too much on my mind. I can't help but think if this is my dad's fault. I mean, without the medallions we might not have been turned into Skylanders at all. And who knows what's going on around here. I don't know why that Flashwing and Trigger Happy keep going after us, why all these Skylanders are attacking. I'm not trying to stop them, I'm trying to go back to normal. Where I only wanted to play a video game, not play with life as a video game character."

Stealth Elf listened intently as he talked. She kept her eyes on the road, but Ignitor knew she understood every word he said.

"Even still, how are bad people getting turned into Skylanders? Are we the only seven that aren't terrorizing innocent people?"

"Eight" Stealth Elf intervened.

"Eight? Oh right, the double agent. Anyway, we should check on Whirlwind. She just turned into a unicorn hybrid and I don't know if she can fly for this long. How long have we been driving?"

"About four hours now. Lemme' check." Stealth Elf rolled down the window and stuck her head out. "Hey Whirlwind! How you doing?"

Next to the window, Whirlwind floated down. "I'm doing great! Flying is the best! How are the losers doing in the back?"

"We're doing fine…" Ignitor leaned forward and leered.

"Awwww, look at the little babies asleep." Whirlwind cooed.

Ignitor reached over Stealth Elf and shoved his hand into Whirlwind's face, causing her to spin around and get behind the car. She flew faster and caught back up to the window. "Rude Kyle! Rude!"

Prism Break grunted in the back still asleep, "Hmph, names"

Whirlwind rolled her eyes. "Sorry, Ignitor" she said sarcastically.

"Better" Prism Break mumbled and then turned on his side.

Stealth Elf laughed a bit at her partner. "Look, I think it's about time for a pit stop and stretch out a bit."

Ignitor sighed, "I'd sure like that"

Whirlwind smiled and winked. "Alright! See you guys when we get there" she flew back up above the car and Stealth Elf shut the window.

Ignitor sat back in his seat still squished between Stink Bomb and Prism Break. His thoughts were still racing. "I promise guys, I will get us back to normal" Ignitor said to himself and then allowed himself to fall asleep.

Night Shift was one who was comfortable to be alone with his thoughts. He never thought, however, his lone thoughts would be thought in a gas station.

The pit stop was unavoidable. The gang's car was low on gas, Stink Bomb had to pee (they didn't want to take any chances after Wind-Up's oil leak), and Stealth Elf insisted on giving Whirlwind's wings a break. The unicorn played it off as if she could keep flying for miles, but her drooping wings and heaving chest told the group she wanted to stop. They discussed where to park. It was agreed that the less people that went inside the better. Stink Bomb said that some of them could play off coming from a costume party. Ignitor was still asleep in the car, exhausted from the trip. They all thought it was for the best since trying to convince someone that you bought costume with no place for your head and your entire body was on fire from your local costume shop would be pretty difficult.

So Stealth Elf, Prism Break, and Night Shift all went into the gas station. Stealth Elf was by the cashier paying for the gas. Prism Break was over by the drink machine and stocked up on root beers. Night Shift, realizing that although the sun was not deadly to him but still caused him to be drowsy, went inside to enjoy the air conditioning.

He had his eyes closed in deep thought. His mind raced to the recent events of the day. All of his friends discussed what it would be like to be a Skylander: Jason, Eddy, Isabella, and Kyle, even Mason. But all those discussions had taken place in the realm of Skylands and not Earth. It was also strange that they all turned into their respective favorite Skylander and that the medallions that Kyle's dad gave them matched their element type. Not to mention that somehow their minds did not make them want to commit crimes such as every single other Skylander sighting in the US. He wondered where Prism Break and Stealth Elf came from and how they were not evil also. The leader they spoke of and who he was or how well he was doing behind enemy lines as a double agent. Heck, Night Shift wanted to know how far his powers could go; if they were contained to the upgrades their Skylander had in the game.

Night Shift was brought back to reality by the new found stench of his twin brother. Stink Bomb exited the bathroom waving his hand in front of his nose. "Whew, if that bathroom wasn't gas station quality before, it is now. God bless burritos" the green skunk mumbled turning around.

Night Shift opened his eyes and sighed. "Please tell me you wiped"

"Oh come on, I'm not that gross. I can be classy when I want to" Stink Bomb defended.

"Your version of classy is sticking a booger to the bottom of the table instead of flinging it across the room"

"Touché my friend, touché"

Prism Break asked for Stink Bomb's help carrying out the drinks since he had no fingers and they went back outside. Behind the gas station waiting for them was the car behind a small patch of grass on fire. Wind-Up was next to Ignitor whose body was limp and lifeless. Stealth Elf had told him that Ignitor had fallen asleep however at the time, the fire knight's flame was still burning. Wind-Up was panting as if he were screaming. The tiny toy robot looked terrified as he noticed the four of them returning from the station. "He was still asleep, and suddenly his fire went completely out. So I shoved him out of the car and that's when the grass caught fire, and I don't know what happened."

Whirlwind was by the fire trying to extinguish it. She raised her wings and flapped, making air flow onto the fire. Unfortunately the fire only grew.

"What are you thinking? Air makes fire worse!" Prism Break grumbled.

"I'm sorry, when there's a fire in Canada, you just throw snow on it!" she yelled loudly.

Stink Bomb grinned. "What if I-?"

Night Shift slapped his skunk brother in the back of the head. "Don't even think about farting on it!"

That's when the vampire boxer noticed a metal arm lying next to the car. Stink Bomb followed his gaze and picked up the arm once he saw it. The ninja skunk ferociously began to swing the metal arm onto the flame trying to pat it out. That's when the panicking group heard Ignitor's voice from nowhere.

"Hey, hey, you would mind cutting that out?"

Wind-Up looked up in a daze. "God, is that you? How's Kyle doing?"

Prism Break brought his crystal arms together and prayed, "He means how's Ignitor doing"

They all heard a soft grunt "I'm not God, I'm Ignitor, would you mind telling Stink Head to stop hitting me with my own arm!"

The group all looked at the tiny fire. They leaned in close without saying a word. Night Shift was the first one to speak. "Ignitor, why are you so small?"

"So small?!" the tiny flame squeaked, "I wanna know why I'm out of my body!"

Prism Break stood back and laughed. "Oh that's it? You must have gotten your soul out of the armor. Didn't you guys know that? I thought you were all Skylander nerds"

Wind-Up lifted a finger. "Umm, we're called emfuzziests"

The tiny fire sighed. "You mean, enthusiast?"

"Yeah that"

"Would someone please put me back in my body?!" Ignitor cried.

"We can't do that. You have to will your fire soul back in yourself" Stealth Elf explained.

"But-uhhhhhh" Ignitor complained. Then there was silence, but no empty silence. It was the silence of Ignitor focusing. After a couple seconds, the fire zoomed back into the armor, reigniting the flame inside of Ignitor's body. He lifted his left arm and flexed his fingers. "Sweet." Suddenly he felt a metal finger poke his left shoulder. He saw Stink Bomb holding his arm. The ninja skunk was flopping his own arm on Ignitor.

"Why you hitting yourself? Why you hitting yourself?" Stink Bomb mocked.

Stealth Elf grabbed the metal arm and glared at him before placing the limb back into Ignitor's socket. "So, you guys ready to head out?"

"Actually, I wanted to speak with everyone about something." Night Shit interrupted.

Ignitor stood back on his feet and shrugged in agreement. "Sure, what's up?"

"Prism Break, Stealth Elf, these past victories have been flukes. We keep winning somehow, with Trigger Happy and Flashwing, or back at the warehouse, and the gang, we only one that because Stink Bomb is a natural with farting"

Stink Bomb nodded, "And don't you forget it!"

Night Shift finished his thoughts, "What I am saying is we need training with our powers before we go any further. If we get ambushed by Flashwing and Trigger Happy or anybody else we will lose. Ignitor, you can figure out how to control your flame form, and Wind-Up how to use all those gadgets given to you. We must know how to use our Skylander powers if we are to be successful."

Stealth Elf studied the vampire. "Hmm, your right. And training starts now."

Enigma entered the jail. It was a lower dungeon beneath the main HQ where he was working. He held his translucent purple staff in his right hand as he walked down the dark corridor. Cells on either side of him were empty except for one he knew was not. He was met by a metal sliding door in front of him. "Computer, open the door" he commanded. A short BOOP was heard and the doors slid apart revealing the only occupied jail cell. There in front of him was Paul Reiche along with nine other Toys For Bob employees. All of their shirts were drowning in sweat and their faces were shiny with grease and patched with dirt. Enigma chuckled evilly at the sight and walked forward.

"Ahhh, Mr. Reiche, how are you enjoying your new home?" Enigma taunted.

Paul stood up and smiled. "Cozy, although I don't think I' will be here for awfully long" he said confidently.

Enigma gasped in fake surprise. "Is that so? What makes you so sure?"

"Before I was captured by your boss, I sent out the distress signal hidden in Toys For Bob and now many humans have turned into Skylanders and are on their way here right now to save us" Paul said, matter-of-factly.

Enigma laughed softly, but it grew louder after a couple of seconds until it became maniacal cackling. "Save you!? Oh my dear boy you are sadly mistaken. In fact the exact opposite is happening. Most of the Skylanders on Earth are working against you; doing my bidding. The only Skylanders not fighting for me are going to your factory to return to their normal selves, not save you!"

Paul's eyes widened with fear. "What, tha-that's not possible. Years of planning for this, of preparation, it was all fool proof"

Enigma laughed even more. "Well if I am not proof enough for you to believe you were doomed from the start, then boohoo, have a nice day, and enjoy your fake cups of tea"

"Bu-but these other Skylanders that are headed for the factory. Once they are human again they'll probably figure everything out and stop you."

Enigma lifted a small screen from his cloak. On the screen walking through the forest were Trigger Happy, Voodood, Flashwing, and Flip Wreck. "Not if they are destroyed before they get there.