(A/N: I'm switching to first-person over here, just to see how it works. For Lewa, that is. If it flows really nicely I'll consider rewriting his other personal scenes as well.)

I sat on the edge of my bed, throwing a ball. Beside me, a slice of pizzuh lay half-eaten. I wasn't too hungry. Not that I'd lost my appetite or anything. At the moment I felt pretty full.

It was just…

Okay. Look.

You've probably heard about the whole debacle at the chemical factory; how Plasmus kept messing everything up and how we almost lost a member. That's part of the problem, but… it's actually more than that.

I'm afraid.

I launched the rubbery sphere against the wall one more time, attempting to get as hard of a thwack on it as I could without stressing Raven. It's weird. The girl obviously seems to want some attention, but she keeps locking herself in her room all the time! I… I know; I'm not one to judge. Look at me, talking to someone like a cross-wired lunatic.

See, the whole thing with the Nuva… was basically that I hesitated. In the heat of the moment (brought that up before, but whatever.) I could have just conceded to Tahu and let the whole thing be done with. But NOOOOO. I had to try and be a hero! I'm such a doofus.

What does this have to do in the context of the Titans, you ask? Simple. Same thing.

I can't let myself get too close to them. Stupid, yeah, but I don't want them to get hurt. I care for them a lot; they're my first real friends (Kiina and Gresh… yeah) and I wouldn't enjoy seeing them in exactly the same situation I was in. Ugh, I hate my life.

At least my room wasn't too bad. Robin allowed us to decorate it however we liked. Said it was supposed to remind us of home; whatever home some of us had, anyway.

I haven't… hadn't… haven't seen most of 'em yet, but the ones I have are pretty spectacular to say the least. Beast Boy's is… bleh. I'm not going to talk about his. Cyborg's is all flashy and high techy. It's got all sorts of weird gizmos and things. Would make Nuparu-brother proud. Starfire's is Starfire. Pink and glittery and fluffy. She's even got a giant teddy bear sitting on her bed. I have NO idea where she got that! (Not that I should tell you why I brought it up…)

As for mine?

Well… let me just tell you that it's basically Le-Koro.

When we went down to the hardware store to get paint, I decided to pick up a can of something called "Jungle Breeze". The shade is nearly the same as the one I'd used in my hut (moreso on Mata Nui and Metru Nui than on Spherus Magna.) Of course, by the time we were done it had looked more like the Fau Swamp than the musician's hall, but… I digress. Least we learned not to go out like that as a group.

Once I had doused the drab grey walls with a deep green, I flew over to the park to get some wood and branches. Let me tell you, some of these surfaces are really REALLY tall. Like seriously. They match Turaga Matau's hut for their sheer verticalness. It's amazing. Of course, my first line of thought was to ruin this by covering them in something that reminded me of home… was surprised to find that worked. Things look much more comfortable than they used too.

I later added to the décor by buying a sleek wooden desk, some bookshelves, a few beanbags, and a hammock…

And voila! You have my room!

Of course there isn't a pile of memorabilia yet. Rest assured there will be.

I sighed, reached over to my bedside table, and grabbed the pizzuh. Cyborg keeps insisting it's "pizza", but who am I to believe him? I don't know this language. Raven taught it to me.

In fact, I'm still learning a bit. Apparently her spell messed with the part of my brain that enables me to speak to allow me to understand English. Which is cool, but apparently it doesn't like that. Great Being tech. Go figure.

Pizzuh slices are a bit hard to absorb, and have a weird energy trace that feels like sandpaper through my body, but I get them in okay. They're nice nonetheless. Satisfied with myself, I levitated the ball over to me and prepared to jump off the bed-

WHAM!

"Friend, what is this?"

Wait… what is this? What is what? Starfire just randomly broke into my room, but I wasn't sure what she wanted. It's like she has even worse of a problem with Earth than I do.

She floated up to my bed, carrying a small slip of paper in one hand and a wet towel in the other. Must have just taken a shower- and sure enough, my prediction was soon proved right. She sat down beside me, hair lightly brushing my mask, and smiled.

"What do you mean, 'what is this'?" I replied, glancing down. "Looks just like another bill to me."

Robin has been getting a lot of bills. Many from one Batman. That's all you need to know.

"I had expected that too, but it appears that is not a case. There are some words here that confuse me, and I hope you will be the able to decode them."

I frowned. Decoding's never been my strong point, but this thing looked fine to me. Unless…

She couldn't understand it. I nodded knowingly and switched to my Rau. The procedure would be useless, but I supposed it was a learning experience.

The words jumbled around like mush for a bit before reforming as Matoran glyphs. Now it was a bit easier to make out, and I was able to figure out her issue…

"Come one, come all to the Baker Brothers Carnival!

For three nights only, you can experience the sights, sound, and joy of the circus right in your very own town.

Featuring rides, a zoo, good food, and even a dazzling fireworks show!

It's bound to be fun for the entire family.

From July 3-5

134 Lobdell Queensway | Jump, CA | 555-BAKE |"

Oh! A carnival! Now I understood what she was asking about…

Wait. What's a carnival?

I simply shrugged. "I think it's a festival. We used to have loads of those back in Le-Koro."

"Then you will be able to tell me whether it is the fun or not?"

I froze, then paled. "Uh… Maybe we should go and ask Robin."

Robin was in his room, doing a bit of research on Cinderblock. I've never actually been in it, so it was nice to see what it was like… and it was pretty plain. The walls had been painted a dark black, a counter ringed around them. Books lay on top of them. I didn't see a bed. He must have been sleeping somewhere else.

The only interesting things he had were pictures, and he had a lot of them. Many were newspaper clippings, seemingly from fights he had had before. I don't know. I considered switching to the Akaku, just to see what they were, but stopped because that would be rude. He has his secrets. I have mine.

He wasn't very happy to see us, though I can't exactly blame him. Fighting Plasmus was taxing, and he's been spending a lot of time trying to figure out who set Cinderblock up. Poor guy. This whole thing has really got to him.

Starfire rushed up to him and hugged him. He instantly suffered under the pain. It's almost like she wants people to be crushed.

"Nice… to see you too, Star," Robin wheezed.

"It is the nice to see you- Oh!" Starfire blushed and let go. "Sorry. I did not do the realizing." She gestured to me to pull something out- the paper. I nodded and put it into view.

Robin frowned. "What's this supposed to be?"

"Apparently a festival," I replied. "Starfire wanted to know if it would be fun."

"The carnival?" He smirked. "Of course those things are fun! Thanks for digging that out, Starfire. I'd wanted to see what was happening in the city." The Toa sighed. "Stupid bills," he muttered under his breath. "Come on. We have to show the others."

The others weren't doing much. Beast Boy and Cyborg fought over dinner (if you remember the fight at the pizzuh place, their arguments're usually exactly the same) and Raven was meditating. When us three came in, she sighed in relief and walked over to us.

"What is that?" she intoned monotonically.

Starfire frowned. "Um… I believe it is the carnival…"

Raven raised an eyebrow. "The carnival?"

I smiled. "A huge festival! It's apparently really fun!"

"And I care because…"

Robin beamed. "Don't you realize, Raven? It's the Baker Brothers Carnival! These things only head into town once a season! I've always wanted to go to one!"

The witch sighed again. "Couldn't go in Gotham?"

He laughed sheepishly, ruffling his hair. "Batman is kind of against fun."

"Ah. Okay. Have fun then," she said, returning to her meditating.

"Wait!" Starfire shouted. "Are you not the coming?"

"Carnivals aren't my thing."

"But-" She pouted. "I had thought everyone would want to see…"

"See WHAT?" Cyborg shouted.

"The 'carnival'!"

"The carnival? Dude!" Beast Boy grinned. "I'm totally game for one!"

Cyborg sighed. "Guess I'm up for one too." He turned to Beast Boy. "But I swear, grass stain, you'd BETTER not complain about all the corndog stand's they're just…" The man began to drool, talking hypnotically. "Bound to have…"

A quick slap from Raven restored him to his senses. "Control yourself."

"But my-"

"I can feel your lust for them from THIS SIDE of the room!"

"Oh. Sorry 'bout that."

"If it makes you feel any better, Cyborg," Beast Boy said with a sly smile, "I don't plan to." He pointed to the witch. "I'm gonna be busy winning Raven here a plushie."

"Why?"

Raven glowered. "Because he's an idiot."

"I am not!"

"Yeeahhh." She smiled. "Sure. I'll come. Just as long as I stay away from him."

Beast Boy pouted. "How come?"

"Don't want anything."

"Buh-buh-but…"

Cyborg patted Raven on the shoulder. "Stay cool, Rae. You'll be fine."

She sighed one more time. "Yeah," she said sardonically. "I hope."

Another hole tore through the fabric of subspace.

A motorcycle, a potted plant, and a whale popped out.

The recipients were invisible.

A sigh. "NOW are we there yet?"

"No. Sorry. Hey, look at that!"

"Look at WHAT?" The plant began to shake. "A NYAN CAT?"

"Dude, I hate those things."

"That's not what you said a millennium from now…"

"Ugh. Shut up. In front of you!"

Sure enough, something was happening. Or at least it appeared to be.

At first there was darkness and blankness- then, right before their eyes, a distant flash of light came into being. Four glowing objects appeared, racing towards them.

"Uh…" The motorcycle revved. "Do you think we should follow those guys?"

"Stay put. We don't wanna ruin things too much."

"But look- they're headed straight for-"

WHOOSH.

As they zoomed towards a nearby planet- Earth! three peeled out of the formation while one continued on. The objects were now able to get a better view of the chaser; it seemed to be a robot, long and cylindrical like a missile, glowing brightly, and donning several tentacles on its end that each made wet thwip noises.

The whale groaned, releasing a sad song into the cosmos. Then it puffed. "Ah, don't worry. Probably just some alien probes. They won't harm anything."

"They're aliens!"

"Yeah. But we don't even know where they're from. Just sit back and-"

"TAKE US BACK INTO SUBSPACE!"

"Seriously? You don't wanna see this?"

"Not as a plant!"

"I dunno- it doesn't seem too bad-"

"Lobo!"

"Alright, if you say so." The whale sighed again. "Personally, I wasn't too fond of the setup in the first place. Probably catered to someone's transformation fetish." Then they were off.

The alien probes cruised through the fabric of space. They had been assigned to Galaxy Sector 2814 on an important mission. One creature led the others.

"Men," he radioed.

"Uh, yes, this is Centauri-5, call sign 'Vega', over."

"Centauri-16, 'Helios', reporting for duty."

"This is 'Libra', Centauri-98!"

"Centauri-1483902234809 here! But you can call me 'Jenny'. Hehehehehehehehehe-"

"Cadet!"

"Oh. Right. Sorry."

A sigh. The big blue planet, known officially as Terra but called Earth by many, appeared before him; green plains, massive mountains, giant rivers, and all. It was truly vast, and definitely beautiful. If he were not here on business, he would have liked to visit further.

"The Tamaranean in your sights?"

"Komand'r?"

"Uh, yeah, sir, I think you meant Empress Komand'r."

"That title never stuck for long. It's just Princess Komand'r now. But yes… you are right. Any sign of her?"

"Not on my watch…"

"Nothing here!"

"I don't- ugh. You know, Skorge, you really could've benefitted from bringing more rookies here."

"Less rookies, you mean."

"Yes. Sorry, sir. I- OH, GOD!"

"What is it, Vega?"

"Xaz? You okay?"

"Please don't be-"

"It's fine! It's fine! I just- I think I've found her!"

The ships shook.

"You WHAT?"

"Seriously?"

"Yay-"

"Yeah, she's down there somewhere! Some kind of city! Do you think I should-"

"No messing around, cadet! GO, GO, GO!"

"On it, sir!"

As the lone probe flew down to Earth, Deputy Superintendent Qarvasse Mortenze sighed. It was going to be a long night.

The Baker Brothers Carnival was in full swing. Contrary to most seedy family organizations, this one had actually been quite honest: rides of all kinds had been set up, boardwalk games littered the Queensway, and a troupe performed in a large tent. On the waterfront, Windflyer, Starfire, and Robin were riding the giant Ferris wheel, sitting back and enjoying the moonlit sky.

A fireworks show was in full swing. As the three watched, blackness was briefly brightened by a variety of coloured contraptions; after a series of heart-shaped fizzlers, each with its own distinctive noise, a flaming rocket disappeared over the horizon. Starfire sighed in bliss.

"Beautiful," she said. "Tell me again what they are called."

"Fireworks," Robin replied as a few more exploded. He looked up at Windflyer, who was in the car above them. "Not thinking of taking the Sky Scraper now, are you?"

The Toa scoffed. "No way, brother! These are amazing! Although," he mused, hand on his mask, "it would've been pretty cool to go down that drop as a large boomer comes in-"

"Please do not remind me! Um… Robin. On my planet, such explosions would mean the Gordanians were attacking. You are certain Earth is not under attack?"

"Positive." He smiled, holding out a pink fluffy cloud. "Cotton candy?"

Starfire turned green a bit. "The last time I ate a ball of cotton, it was white." She covered her mouth, quivering. "And it did not taste very-"

"Try some!" Windflyer yelled from above, brandishing his nearly finished stick. "It's good!"

"Yeah," Robin added. "This is different."

The Boy Wonder pulled a small glob off of his stick; cotton rustling softly as he did so. Then he popped it into his mouth, the Tamaranean soon being induced to nervously do the same to hers. Her fears disappeared once she took in its taste.

"Mmmm… Hey! It vanished!"

Robin chuckled. "It'll do that."

"Why do you think, Boy Wonder?" A bare stick was dangled over his head. "There something suspicious in this concoction?"

"Not at all, Fly. It's just corn starch."

"Riiiiiiight."

Starfire sighed again, gazing at the fireworks. "When we first came to this planet, I did not think I would ever fit in."

Windflyer frowned. "Really? Reminds me of home. The architecture and city life is all the same. Which also reminds me… we used to have these kinds of festivals down in Le-Metru. For celebrating the end of a work year, I think. I wasn't ever there to judge. They were supposed to be really grand." He exhaled and propped his chin on the lap bar. "What I wouldn't give to be back in the City of Legends again."

"Yes," Starfire replied, beaming. "For you, maybe. For me, Earth was full of strange things. But now I see that-"

BOOOM!

A bright white glare blinded the lot of them.

"Here comes the finale! Yes!"

So it had. More and more fireworks were sent into the sky, the patchwork fabric constantly flashing with loud explosions. Rainbow-tinged aftertastes kept the crowd entertained while smoke dissipated into the harbor (that was a problem not many liked to talk about.)

"Whoo-hoo-hoo!" Robin whooped. "Amazing!"

"Earth is full of amazing things too," Starfire finished with a smile.

"Can't argue with that," Windflyer grinned.

"Best planet I've ever been to."

"Really?" Lewa glared at the hero. "You worked with Batman. I don't think he travels into space often-"

WHOOOOSH!

Suddenly, a strange craft swooped in and grabbed Starfire from her seat with some strange metal tentacles. As it carried her into the night sky, still trembling from the afterglow of the fireworks, she SCREAMED.

"STARFIRE!"

"Sister!"

(A/N: Another viewpoint experiment. Sorry.)

"Kiina, awaken."

Someone is calling for you.

You are not sure whom. But he seems important. Somehow.

You open your eyes.

In front of you is a man. An old one for sure, his remaining hair greyed, a giant bald spot taking up the majority of his head, and his skin wrinkled with time. It is a wonder he is even talking to you right now; yet there he is. Magic must be involved.

You do not know whether to give him leeway or just smack him and run the heck out of here. He seems friendly enough; yet…

Something bothers you about him. Exactly what you do not know.

The man smiles from ear to ear. (More like pigtail to pigtail in your eyes.) "Good. I see you are performing as intended."

Performing as to…

"What?"

"Nothing that should concern you." He frowns and walks over to you, putting a hand on your shoulder. "I am only happy to see you are awake."

"Oh," you say. "But… why am I here?"

"Simple," he replies. "You have been selected to become a student at the HIVE Academy."

"H… HIVE?" You frown. That wasn't something you knew of before. But somehow now you do.

"The Hierarchy of International Vengeance and Extermination Academy for Extraordinary Young People." The man chuckles at the absurdity of the acronym. "Or the HIVEAEYP for short," he clarifies.

That is interesting. You have never gone to school before. Glatorian duties never rendered it necessary; the most comprehensive education you received was training at the Glatorian Academy. Actually, you find this kind of funny… the Glatorian Academy, and now the HIVE Academy. Is there somehow a parallel?

You smile a bit. He notices and holds out a hand. "I suppose I should introduce myself. I am Brother Blood, the school's principal. And a part-time welcoming brigade," he says, producing a small paper. You squint in an attempt to read it.

"What… is that supposed to be?" you ask futilely, hand still clasped in his.

"Your papers. You'll need them to get around for a while."

Oh. But you had never intended to stay here…

Somehow Brother Blood notices your concern, because he then withdraws from your harsh grip, shake his spindly fingers a bit, and gives the paper to you. "No need to worry. This isn't a punishment or anything. We merely recognize your potential in villainy and wish to cultivate it…" he chuckles, "or if you prefer, we could very well just…"

You grin sheepishly, hang your head. "No, no. That's fine. I just… I don't get it. I rem… recall… floating in the ocean… and now I'm here? Why? Shouldn't you have left me for dead?"

Brother Blood claps you on your back. "Nonsense, my dear! That would be rude! Certainly not the kind of thing a villain does-"

"But I AM a villain. Or so you tell me."

"Ah, yes, of course." He sees you not reading the paper and gently takes it back, producing a tiny rustle. "Which reminds me- I should get you trained."

But don't you already know how to-

"Fight? Yes. We only need to refine your style, is all."

Okay this is getting creepy. How does he always seem to know what you're thinking? It makes you think he's somehow an evil eldritch god, or something. Like Annona or Tren Krom. Oh gods what if he is Annona coming over to screw your mind

"Calm yourself, Kiina! I shall do NO such thing. Come," Brother Blood finishes morosely, gesturing towards a door, "We must begin at once. Time waits for no one, you see-"

WHOOSH!

He does not take to the sudden intrusion very kindly.

The alien probe continued to fly over the city, blazing over the carnival and towards the open ocean. Starfire continued to struggle in the grip of its tentacles.

"Wherever you are taking me," she screeched, "I do NOT wish to go!"

To stop herself from going, she fired a starbolt at the area where the tentacles connected to the main ship, the craft immediately stopping. Electrical wires began sparking from the sheer energy of her attack; aided by this immobility, Starfire quickly freed herself and fled. Despite being handicapped, the probe continued to follow her.

Meanwhile, the boardwalk continued unabated. Many of the games provided had become especially popular this year, and none more so than the ring toss. A depressed employee watched as a ring was flung towards the pyramid of bottles for the thousandth time, hit the neck of a bottle-clattered meekly to the floor. Then crossed his fingers as another made an attempt…

CRASH!

And FINALLY made their mark. No, seriously, the person who'd been trying had been at this forever. The bottles hitting the floor, becoming one with the field of glass pieces that had scattered this booth, the clerk sighed and pointed towards the shelf of plushies that had been laid out. When one was gestured to, he growled and turned to the winner exasperatedly.

"Here! HERE'S YOUR PRIZE!"

A laugh. "Gee, thanks! I dunno why you have to be so rude about it, though…"

"Gee, I dunno… Maybe it's because I've had to deal with your f***ing screeching over veganism way too many times to count?"

"Hey! I don't screech- Oh." The winner chuckled nervously. "Huh. I guess you're kinda right. Sorry 'bout that, dude."

The clerk sighed in relief, reaching up to the shelf. "Apology accepted." You guys want the chicken, right?"

"Eeyup!"

"Take it."

A giant plush chicken was thrust into Cyborg and Beast Boy's hands.

"Booyah!"

"Sweet!"

The two high fived. Besides them, Raven leaned against the wooden post, crossing her arms, and continued to show her exasperation at the whole ordeal.

"Told you we'd win her a prize," Beast Boy said, giving the plushie to her.

"A giant chicken," she rasped irately, giving him the evil eye back. "I must be the luckiest girl in the world."

Beast Boy opened his mouth to confirm this, but was thankfully interrupted as Robin and Windflyer landed on the deck nearby.

Robin got out of his crouch and scowled. "Titans! Trouble!"

Cyborg frowned. "Where's Starfire?"

"That's… the trouble," Windflyer said, pained look on his face.

The Titans ran off, Raven tossing the chicken away in disgust. (Not to worry. A familiar friend later found it.) As they reached the end of the pier, they were shocked to find a bright fiery object race towards the water over the bay and suddenly pull up, leaving a broad wake as it skimmed the surface. It was Starfire, the ship hot on her tail. The probe continued to give her a hard time; she looked back over her shoulder and gasped as she found a tentacle coming for her, flash stepping to avoid it. The girl rolled onto her back and tossed a couple more starbolts at its nose, neither of which had any effect.

Starfire winced and continued to fly right side up. "No more chasing now, please!"

She shot off like a cork at a ship christening and angled herself towards the pier, herself and the craft flying straight through the Titans.

Beast Boy raised an eyebrow. "Who's her new best friend?"

"Don't know," Robin said, turning to Windflyer.

The Toa moaned vacantly. "I have no clue," he said, staring at the lightshow blankly.

"But I can't wait to meet him!" Robin finished, socking his palm with a fist.

The chase continued over the fairgrounds for a bit before stopping after the Ferris wheel and turning around. Starfire flew towards the Titans and stopped beside them; the ship kept going. Beast Boy took to it first, jumping up high and turning into an alligator to take out its tentacle bases- he only barely missed. Raven brought up a hot dog stand that Cyborg had ravaged and flung it at the craft with all her might; this was unsuccessful as well, as it only crashed through it like a knife to butter. Windflyer tried flying up to the tentacles to take them out with his katana, but they were too fast for him and a use of the Kakama proved useless as he found it hard to multitask. Finally, Cyborg took to the stage; as the ship raced past him, he grabbed onto the tentacles and began pulling at them; it was left unable to rise, but continued to glide forward for a few feet before finally stopping.

He panted with exhaustion. "Don't know what you did to make this thing mad, Star…" the ship began to move again, "but it couldn't hurt to apologize!"

She frowned. "I am… sorry?"

No use. Soon the tentacles yanked themselves from Cyborg's iron grip and the ship tried to flee. Robin retaliated by pulling out his bo staff, extending it, and took to the craft; with a mighty TWANG, one swing sent it reeling back over the guardrails and into the water (mighty SPLASH included.)

Beast Boy, now human again, looked on in bewilderment. "So… did we just win?"

Windflyer paused. "Uh-"

SMASH!

"Guess not!"

The thing had broken through the planks that the Titans stood on, still deadset on capturing Starfire. Robin growled and jumped onto its nose, Windflyer flying after him.

The Boy Wonder looked at the stainless steel surface and growled. Nothing useful. "Don't see an OFF switch. Guess I'll have to MAKE one!"

He pulled a fist back and smashed through the plating, reaching into the machinery underneath and pulling out a handful of wires. The probe sparked, veering around erratically, centre of control seemingly damaged; and began to rise into the sky. Robin had the good sense to jump off as soon as it did, but Windflyer was left on, and he clung to it as it reached into the stratosphere, high above the clouds-

BOOOOOOOM!

And exploded in a dramatic burst of fire, wisps of flame and smoke adding to the fireworks show that had still been going on despite this. Did we mention that the fireworks show had still been going on?

Robin landed next to Starfire and smiled grimly. "Whatever that thing was-"

"AAAAAH!"

"It can't hurt you now."

Starfire puckered her lips in concentration. "But…"

"GANGWAY!"

"But…"

"I'M GOING TO FALL!"

"But-"

WHUMP!

"Oh! Greetings, Windflyer. It is a good thing I was able to catch you. But why did it wish to hurt me at all?"

"Xaz?"

"Centauri-5, you copy?"

"C'mon, man, don't die on us!"

"I wouldn't want you to-"

"Guys."

"Leave us forever! That would be HORRIBLE-"

"GUYS! I'm okay!"

"What?"

"Phew! Glad you weren't murdered."

"I'm happy for ya, buddy."

"Yeah, I'm happy too. But that explosion WASN'T my fault."

"Really, cadet? Really?"

"Would I ever let you down?"

"He's right, sir. This is a certified Level 10 fighter pilot. He wouldn't be that stupid."

"Then who could've CRASHED the thing? Aliens? Pixies? Mutant were-goblins?"

"That actually seems fairly possible…"

"Suuuuuure. All the same, though, SOMETHING did this. Learn anything interesting while you were down there?"

"Well… there was a team of mutants protecting her!"

"Mutants?"

"SERIOUSLY?"

"Does a bear-"

"Okay! Okay! ENOUGH! I get it… so there are some goons attracted by her schemes. Cool. How do we stop 'em?"

"I think we might need to send for more help. They were pretty damn powerful."

"No, cadet. I got the elite team and the elite team only. We gotta do this ourselves."

"Alright, so… where can we start? I'm kind of stranded here…"

"WHERE?"

"Please be with were-goblins! Please be with were-goblins!"

"Sorry, Jenny. No were-goblins here. But… I'm afraid I've encountered MUCH worse."

"What could be worse than were-goblins?"

Xaz had parachuted down to earth after his ship exploded, but found himself drifting into the ocean. There he found out the horrors of killer whales. They were much, much worse than were-goblins. As the team later learned, he'd earned the scars to prove it.

Aaand we're back! That was a bit of a break. Got dragged off to go skiing. Sorry. Will be a bit more regular from now on.

1. Another prelude. This one is a bit more convoluted, but should hopefully still slot into canon. It also hopefully makes for some nice slice of life. God knows we didn't see enough of that.

2. Is it a bit too soon to introduce Brother Blood? He's got a pretty big role in the story and I figured I should explain some of it a bit. Also poor sweet precious Kiina yada yada yada.

3. Self-insert returns! I don't know why he's here. Probably doing this as a summer job or something.

4. This script was WAY too confusing to adapt. I don't know if that's my fault or the writer's, but jeez louise there was a LOT of stuff in there. I'm not sure if I need to cut it down or not. (Act Two seems to be a lot simpler, though. Maybe I'll be proved wrong.)

5. The police probes get a bit more explained! I didn't give them as much backstory as the Gordanians because in the grand scheme of things they don't seem as important. Is that bad? (Ooh that was a nice blow for them there wasn't it?)

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