Brea and the Dark Beast stood in the still night, facing each other. Not a single one moved, yet both were determined. The girl still wondered how the Beast had found her, but figured it really didn't matter at that point. While the Dark Beast couldn't see her due to the fact she wasn't moving, she was frozen with a mix of fright and thought, as she wondered how she could get out of this situation. She could run backwards, after all, it wasn't a dead end. But what would stop the Beast from catching up to her? Well, it didn't matter because she heard footsteps coming from behind.

"Don't worry, soon-to-be vessel. We'll have you soon." A calm, and warm voice said, even though the person who uttered those words was still looking around. It was as if he couldn't see that Brea was right in front of him. Of course, the girl didn't notice this, due to the fact she was still facing the Beast. But, that voice was enough to scare her. Her adrenaline pumped and her temples throbbed. The footsteps were getting closer…and closer, the experience maddening. Finally, poor Brea screamed and ran, only to be caught by the Center agent behind her.

"Hello, pretty. Don't worry, I won't hurt you." The center agent said. And, in the dark lighting, Brea couldn't notice his eyes. So, she trusted the agent, and she hugged him, crying.

"Please help me! Please help me!" she said, over and over. The Center agent, who was a male named George, stroked her back, then lifted her face by lifting her chin with his finger. The Beast, on the other hand, was staying still observing the work of his deceitful servant. Brea, however, was confused as to why the Beast hadn't attacked yet. So, she broke free of the agents hold, and then grabbing the enslaved George's hand, she ran off, dragging him along. The Beast on the other hand was glad that she had been fooled and waited for the inevitable events to slowly unfold.

Martin, Java and Diana were looking at the body of a withered Center agent.

"This is where the transmission for help came from." Diana said, scared at the body that laid spread out before her.

"Too cool! It's like his soul was sucked right out of his body! Just like 'Soul Suckers From the Underworld!'" Martin said, excited. Java was freaked out by it and scrambled far away and behind Diana.

"Friends protect Java?" the quivering caveman asked.

"Yes, Java. We'll protect you." Martin said, half-heartedly as he examined the corpse. Suddenly, he heard footsteps.

"Brace yourselves!" Diana said, and the nervous trio spun around to see the second of the four center agents that remained possessed. In the dark lighting, the silhouette was the only thing visible.

"Who are you?" Martin demanded, stepping in front of Diana and Java, protectively.

"I'm on the case of the Dark Beast, same as you I believe." The center agent responded. Martin stepped forwards, lulled into a false sense of security.

"Nice to meet you! I'm Martin!" the teenager said, and he shook hands with the servant.

"Call me Zin." The female servant responded, with a smile.

…

Billy had returned to the Center, with a little alien smile, but cold eyes. He floated in his hover chair over to M.O.M.

"Billy, just the person I wanted to see." M.O.M. said, acknowledging his presence.

"What do you want?" Billy asked playfully.

"I wanted to ask you something."
"Ask away."

"Do you think it was the right decision to take those WHOOP guys off the case?"
"Yes, M.O.M. ! After all, they have their own things to do." Billy responded, though the true reason he said that was because he knew that the Dark Beast would rather take on one agency than two. M.O.M. nodded.

"Thank you Billy." She said, before sighing. As Billy turned to leave, however, M.O.M. had one more question:

"By the way, the computers are giving me reports that you're leaving the Center frequently. Can you tell me where you're going in these breaks?"

Billy froze, and tried to think of an at least reasonable alibi.

"Uh…I've just been tired of being cooped up in here, so I've been visiting the outside world a bit."

"But so frequently?"

"Well, I keep thinking that you'd get mad at me if I stay out too long, so I always come back in, but then I want to go outside again and—" Billy said, rushing.

"Don't get panicked, Billy. I believe you." M.O.M. said, putting her trust in the little green creature.

Billy let out a sigh of relief as he left the room.

…

Three parties, each with a traitor. Three parties each practically condemned.

…

Brea and George had made a reasonable distance away from that monster, or at least Brea thought so.

"That was odd." The girl said.

"What was?" George asked, holding her hand. Brea let him, due to the fact it calmed her down. He was warm, trustworthy…somebody she wanted to melt with…she quickly shook her head free of those feelings for the moment before continuing.

"Didn't you notice? The Dark Beast had to chance to attack me, and didn't."

"That is peculiar. Let's ask M.O.M. about it."

"Sounds good, you want to head back to the center right now?"

George improvised, trying to keep them away from the heroes. He lifted her chin.

"Can't we wait a little?"

"No, listen…this is too soon, and…" Brea started, before George kissed her. Their lips touched, and in that moment, a wonderful feeling filled Brea's body. He was so handsome…so perfect. When they finally separated, Brea was blushing.

"I guess we can wait a bit."

…

Meanwhile, Martin, Diana, Java, and Zin had decided to team up. Zin, however, intended on leading them to their doom.

"Follow me, I think Brea went this way." She said, taking the lead. Martin, Diana, and Java were getting kind of tired, but still followed.

"So, how many other agents are investigating?"

"Three." Zin said, remembering the others she escaped with.

"Great."

Finally, Zin led them into an alleyway, and into a dead-end.

"Wait…is this some kind of joke?" Martin asked.

"Martin…I think this is a trap!" Diana said, piecing it together. Java trembled, and the three turned to bolt away from Zin, before they say the Dark Beast. It started to come closer.

"The flame-head and the caveman would be useful in your service. The girl however, you should drain her." Zin reported. Diana gasped, flashbacking to that horrible corpse that they say. Drained.

"We won't let you hurt Diana!" Martin said.

"Yeah! No hurt friend!" Java said, with obviously faked courage.

"And who cares if we're enslaved? We'll break free!"

"Yeah!"

Zin grinned.

"No, he'll feed you the orbs. Nobody has broken free of them." She said.

"So, you and these other three are orbed?"

"No, we're needled, like all three of you were once." She said, stepping back, letting the Dark Beast walk closer, and closer, slowly, as if to inflict fear.

…

Brea and George were in another kissing, one that she wished would never end. She slipped her hand under George's shirt, feeling his wonderful muscles. George didn't seem to mind. He was perfect.

George felt Brea slip her hand under his shirt. He smiled, not minding. He squeezed her closer, feeling her breathing and his breath go into unison. She didn't seem to mind. So trusting…and what a resemblance to the Great One. She was a perfect vessel. However, the moment didn't last, as they had to pull apart to breathe. They looked at each other. Brea was looking with passion, with love. With a will to be with this man forever. George was looking with purpose and determination. With a will to please the Great One by turning in a very willing vessel.

"You know…" George whispered into her ear.

"Yes?" Brea asked, with a giggle.

"You're perfect."

"You are too."

"Too bad, though. That we have to go back to the Center."
"I know, right?"
"Especially when we'll never see each other again."

"What?"

"Horrible, isn't it?"

"Why?"

"Well, we're united for this mission. After, we must go our separate ways."

"George…"

"And plus, it's too bad because or world won't be perfect."

"Perfect?"

"Yeah, don't tell M.O.M., but I looked in the case files. For the supposed Dark Beast."

Brea was confused as to where this was going.

…

The Dark Beast was finally close enough. He pulled three yellow orbs out of what seemed to be thin air.

"You'll never enslave us forever!" Martin cried out purposefully.

"Oh, but he has already orbed one other." Zin said, stepping closer.

"What?" Diana asked.

"Ever heard of a green alien named Billy? He was forced to have one unwillingly, and as expected, was addicted. He is literally like a puppy dog…being our personal little pet."

"Billy…traitor?" Java said, scared.

"We need to warn M.O.M.!" Martin said.

Diana then realized what they could do.

"Martin! The U-Watch!"

Martin realized the idea and started a transmission.

"M.O.M., we need help! Right away!" Martin said.

"Got it!" the voice of M.O.M. responded, and the transmission was over.

The Dark Beast suddenly launched three tentacles out of its back, each one grabbing Martin, Diana, and Java. It brought them closer, intending to feed them the orbs one by one. The tentacles were wrapped around their waists.

Martin pressed a button on his U-Watch and as the Dark Beast crept closer to Java, he tossed a tool. Java caught it, nearly breaking it with his grip, and realized what it was.

"I-Cutter!" Java said loudly, and sliced the tentacle holding him off. However, the Dark Beast threw the orb at him. Java saw it coming closer. That little orb that could potentially turn him into a mindless servant. However, then something unbelievable happened. Martin, while the Dark Beast's attention was on Java, was wriggling himself out of the tentacle. He finally made it out, then pressed a button on his U-Watch. He dove, in front of Java, as if to take the orb himself and let his friend remain with a free will. But instead, he caught the orb in a device.

"Slime scan!" he said, as the orb flattened itself. Results came up on screen, but then Martin saw it. A door in the alleyway. He threw the I-Cutter, and it cut off the tentacle holding Diana. The poor girl ran from Zin and the beast as Martin opened the door. As expected, a glowing blue portal was there, that M.O.M. opened from the transmission begging for help. The three dutifully escaped into it, and it closed before the Dark Beast and Zin could follow. Once in the center, Martin checked the projection giving him info about the orb.

'This orb is highly addictive as it gives its victims a sense of warmth and security. The warmth is greater than any other, forcing victims to crave more. However, it also unleashes a chemical into the mind of the victim implanting thoughts to willingly become a slave to whoever gave the victim the orb. If enough orbs are given, the chemical will build up and the victim will become a slave forever.'

The description ended there. M.O.M. rushed over.

"What happened back there?" she asked, a sense of urgency in her voice.

Martin showed her the description of the orb.

"It's Billy. He's been given these orbs by the Dark Beast. We don't know how many he's had, we just know he's currently an enemy." The boy explained. M.O.M nodded, understanding the situation.

"And Brea?"

"We couldn't find her."

"Well, I think we know how to finally stop this Beast, the easy way." M.O.M. said.

Martin, Diana, and Java exchanged confused looks. The woman pressed a button, and called Billy to the room. When the little green alien arrived, M.O.M. pressed another button quickly, causing a strange cage to fall onto Billy, from a hole that opened in the ceiling.

"What the-? What's this for?" Billy asked, his voice confused and worried.

"Billy, you're going to help us."

"But I already was helping you!"

Martin then couldn't hold back.

"Of course, because those orbs were totally helping you stick to our side."

Suddenly, Billy's face twisted and turned into a strange figure.

"You'll never get anything out of me! My master will rule the world, and we'll serve the Great One one day!" he cried out.

"As long as Brea is safe, I'd have to deem that fact false." Diana said cockily, standing besides Martin.

"Oh, you'll see! My master already has the vessel! HE's already preparing the summoning! And don't even try to save her, because she's on our side now!"

"What? YOU ORBED HER?" Martin cried out in disbelief, feeling all his hope beginning to fade.

"No, her body must remained untouched by the master's dark magic. She has not been orbed or needled. In fact, she willingly joined us."
"Well, we're going to get her back. And we're going to get you back too, Billy." M.O.M. responded, confidently. Billy suddenly started laughing. Not a cheerful, happy laugh. Nor a one of disbelief and confidence. No, this laugh was pure crazy and maniacal.

"Well, good luck with that-especially when you'll have to deal with-…" Billy began, before his body began to change.

Java realized what was happening.

"No Billy! Don't turn to Ganthar!"

"Too late, you imbecile of a caveman." Billy said, his voice deepening.

The four could do nothing but watch as Ganthar broke out of the cage and slammed M.O.M. aside. She let out a grunt, before hitting the wall. There was a sickening crunch before she fell off. Martin, Diana, and Java ran over and Ganthar pushed a button on M.O.M.'s desk. Immediately, a blue portal opened, which Ganthar escaped through. As soon as he was gone, the portal closed.

And hence, Martin, Diana, and Java were trying to help an injured M.O.M. And Brea, via George's manipulation became a believer of the Dark Beast and would willingly allow herself to be the vessel. With all odds stacked against the heroes, the three can't help but wonder if this time…they might lose.

(Side Note: And so the chapter ends. Scary, huh? No? Whatever. Anyways, Brea might be manipulated, but she still doesn't know George is possessed. After all, if he was possessed, she would've figured out it was the Dark Beast making him say that. So, yeah…Chapter 5 coming soon! Man, I update fast, don't I? I hope you enjoyed the chapters so far, and that you'll enjoy the chapters yet to come! I repeat, Chapter 5 coming soon!)