Soooooo sooorrrryy, for the wait everybody! But god, when an idea bounces around in your and won't leave until you get it on paper, it really won't! On-top of all that…I had writer's block for a while, what can u do?

Anyway, off we go in three…two…one…

Chapter 6: No One's POV

CodeMaster Crellan was not having a very good day. To start things off, his alarm didn't go off on time this morning, then, his personal robot malfunctioned and burned breakfast, so he was late to the annual morning meeting to discuss the daily scheduling for matches and duties.

Being CodeMaster was more difficult then they made it seem, the constant watch on the monitors was a two man job, to watch for cheaters and be able to transport to the court and back to the Over Dome and back again. The of course, system duty was made solely for three purposes, keeping the dome systems operational as well as the transports and screening for new players to invite to Chaotic. It was all left mostly to Oron, the techno-nerd he was out of all of them as well as a master multi-tasker he was. Then there was the Perim Map, a special, new piece that made it easy to track players in Perim.

It took the combination of all their location cards as well as video feed and Oron's computer skill. It was a large table made purely of metal that was welded into the floor. The map itself was a hologram that stretched over the entire table surface, showing every tree, stream, rock-croppy, plain and mountain in the Overworld and Mipedian territories, a special button would change the map to show the underground caves and tunnels of the Danian Hive or Underworld if they chose it. It was thanks to some tinkering on Oron's part that allowed them to track the players in Perim.

Of course, the gravy to his crappy day, you may ask? The discovery that his favourite player, his first friend in a long time, his prodigy; Tomoko Kon, had been kidnapped. When Crellan first meet Tom, he saw a kid that needed a friend, despite the promise he made to himself to not let himself get hurt again, he couldn't help it. The kid reminded him of himself when he first came to Perim; lost, confused, wanting a place.

He also saw great potential in Tom, he had the heart of a true leader and warrior; always having the best intentions, not afraid to speak up, selfless. He didn't hesitate in subtly 'going to him for help', his way of seeing if Tom had what it took to be a CodeMaster one day.

Even CodeMasters didn't live forever even though being exposed to Perim for as long as they had caused their life spans and aging processes to change drastically. But that didn't change the fact he could feel his age finally catching up to him. It was slow, but he could feel it and he could tell the others were feeling it too.

Needless to say, Crellan was not happy to hear Tom was taken, much less Miss Morse as well. But when he heard they were taken by Von Bloot, he swore his heart stopped. Even the CodeMasters were wary of the harpy-like creature, there was a reason they were so wary of Underworlders, him especially.

But when they got word of the rescue, he almost fainted in relief. However, that relief turned into horror upon getting the pictures of Miss Morse from Peytonic Master; she had marks on her wrists and ankles from the restraints Peyton had found her in and dark bruises littered her arms and legs, there were even one or two on her thighs and stomach, there was even a perfectly shaped handprint-shaped bruise. Crellan had a very hard time believing Tom could do such a thing to anyone, but of course, there was no way to say for sure what anyone would do under a Perim native drug.

Of course, during their days trapped in Gothos Tower, the CodeMasters tried to force them to port back through the Port Court's mainframe, but image even Oron's surprise to find that it didn't work. Oron's screening discovered some kind of virus that was preventing him from getting them back. But upon further examination with help from a few of the older players that had experience in this sort of thing, they discovered it was a special virus that had been mixed with a strange mugic they've never seen before. The idea was that the mugic itself was encrypted into virus, creating some kind of barrier, preventing Tom and Kaz from returning to Chaotic and, ultimately from what he learned later, Earth. As somehow, Von Bloot managed to pull Tom and Kaz's earth-selves into Perim as well.

Oh, he was so not looking forward to explaining this to Tom's brothers.

Don't get him wrong Rei and Lee Kon were among the friendliest people you could ever meet. But when their brother is involved…yikes! That's all he could say.

Currently, they were having an emergency meeting after getting the email from KidChaor about Von Bloot's scheme (with her leaving out certain details). He knew Von Bloot was getting desperate to find a way to bring down Chaor, but to involve humans and to go this far, it wasn't just mind-boggling, it downright sick, even by creature standards. Now, they were left with what to do.

"It's simple," Crellan stated for what he felt was the one-hundredth time, "We shut down the transporters and call back all the players that are in Perim!"

Chirrui couldn't help but throw in, "Bar the certain few."

"Crellan, I know you have only the best interest for the players at heart, but you're missing a bigger part of the picture here," Hotekk said from across the table, "If we shut down the porters, players will start losing interest and if they lose interest, we lose business."

"So you're willing to put innocent people's safety, and possibility their lives, on the line?" Crellan almost shouted in disbelief, wanting nothing more then to pound some sense into the business head of their group.

"Not to mention how much worse it'll be if the players learn that a creature has a way to trap them in Perim," Amzen spoke up as she leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms, "Do you realize how bad this will be if someone in any government found out about this? That two humans are already trapped there?"

"Well, what do you propose we do?" Imthor asked for once sounding very lost on what to do, "We've never crossed a problem like this before, sure a few hostage situations that mostly the players themselves sort out, but nothing this extreme!"

"Plus, to know Perim native drugs can effect humans to such a level…" Oron said almost wilting into his chair.

"Let's put this in a compromise," Tirasis, the ever mutual member of arguments he was, "We limit the locations players can go," When Crellan tried to protest Tirasis raised a hand, "Let me finish," Crellan tried to relax, "ReggieOne has already given news of what happened, so I'm sure players are going to be using their heads about steering clear of the Underworld, if anything, anything to do with Von Bloot, and until something is done, have all of the under-aged players sent back to Earth."

"That would be the best option," Hotekk said after thinking it over making Crellan sigh in relief. He could live with that…for now.

Port Court, still no one's POV

The court was alive with activity and not the normal kind, players of all ages were trying to get to the transporters, while others were trying to locate their younger siblings with little success. Many of the robots were trying with little success to keep things orderly while searching for the siblings on the near hysterical players' requests. There were several incidents were a few people were nearly trampled.

From the monitors, Oron typed in his password to the scanners of all the players both in Perim so they'd get the emergency call. Taking a deep sigh, he flipped the switch to activate the intercom that was scattered across the court and all of the domes.

"Attention all Chaotic Players, attention all Chaotic Players," He spoke into the mic, gaining everyone's attentions, "Due to circumstances surrounding the peace meeting, all locations regarding the Underworld have been locked off for safety reasons. Also for the same reasons, all players are to be wary and not to make contact with any creatures with any relation to Von Bloot."

Mixed feelings were spread throughout the court, a few were a bit annoyed that the CodeMasters were think they'd actually be stupid enough to venture that close to the manic, others were more annoyed for more selfish reasons, such as deals they make on a regular basis with creatures; getting things for them in return for scans. Though for those like Reggie and his on sight team: Riley, Melody and Sora, they were annoyed cause it meant they wouldn't be able to get to Reggie's friends and their next big story.

"Oh man, this is going to be a pain!" Sora shouted his emerald eyes just glowing with anger, "How are we supposed to get those interviews now?"

"Any ideas Riley?" Melody asked the African-American player.

Each of them had a pacific field skill that made them the best companions Reggie could ask for when it came to field work. Riley wasn't just the brain, he was also the hacker. He managed to hack into the CodeMaster Oron's mainframe computer several times to get info on certain players they'd investigate. Image had just as much to do with skill in Chaotic, sure no one would want to battle someone with near pathetic skill in the domes unless wanting an easy win for a CodeMaster match, but no one wanted to battle someone with a reputation for cheating either. This was wear Riley came in, he upgraded their channel with a blog to warn newbies for bad news players.

Then there was Melody, she was the people person. Sure, the Latina was not the most social person in the world for her own reasons, but she was good at reading people. So she was their best journalist since she could easily tell when someone (human or creature) was lying to her. So she was the best at interviews and getting dirt on players.

Of course there was Sora, the Japanese ninja. He wasn't an actual ninja, but he had the skills of one that Reggie could testify to. He had the ability to sneak up on anyone, creature included, no matter how many metal link chains he wore and trust Reggie, those things were loud when he moved his arms around. Plus, he's seen Sora handle his battle-gear as if he were an actual creature that grew up around it, the swords especially. Thus making him perfect for gathering Intel while hiding in plain sight. Despite his foreign, Asian look, he had this way of blending into the crowd.

As for Reggie, he was the charismatic one of the group. The way Melody put, his golden hair, blue eyes and charming smile made him the poster boy of unsuspecting reporters everywhere. Well, Riley said he looked like more like a poster boy model, but eh, whatever made the victims of scams easier.

"I can try to back-hack Oron's system so we can get into the Underworld's capital," Riley said with a shrug, "It's a long shot, since Oron's been onto finding ways to put me on stall lately, so it'd take a bit."

"Well, I suggest you try," A new, male voice that sent shivers up even Sora's spine with how deep a rumble it was, "Cause we're going with you."

They quickly turned to see two young Asian men standing next to them. Both were young adults, early twenties with the same deep tan skin that Sora and Tom had, but they had more angular, define, masculine features given their age, though the younger one's face was more wide and rounder.

The older looked like something out of a Japanese action movie, like those Saiyans from Dragon Ball Z, complete with the raven black hair, which shot up in gravity defying spikes that smoothed back to resemble a lion's mane with two locks falling over his ears and was just long enough to be pulled back into a small ponytail with a yellow hair-tie, and his eyes were a molten-gold-yellow color. He wore a black polo-shirt under a loose, open yellow shirt that was trimmed with deep green and dark blue polo-pants with a white sash belt that was tied in a knot in the front and blue Japanese flats. His choice in clothing didn't just show off his obvious physical strength, but also the white bandages tied tightly around his arms, hands and what part of his legs that the pants exposed. All in all, he was defiantly not a person you'd mess with.

The other person was a different story. He looked like something out of those movies that features modern Asian fighting. He had the same raven hair and golden eyes, but his hair spiked out to the sides in a tamed mess with his bangs parted to the sides to frame his face and the red headband tied around his forehead, a Yin-Yang symbol seated in the middle. His hair was much longer, reaching the floor tied in a white bandage with red ties, resembling a feline-tail. He wasn't as muscled as his companion, but it was clear he wasn't physically weak either as shown off by his short-sleeved, white, Chinese shirt which was trimmed with yellow with blue strap-like buttons keeping it closed. Two strips of white and yellow-trimmed cloth hung from the shirt in the traditional Chinese style and to complete the look was a pair of baggy, navy blue polo-pants and black Japanese flats, and the had the same bandages on his wrists.

Their appearance coupled with the whisker-like marks on their cheeks, made all four members of the Chaos News firmly believe they were looking at an Asian Lion and Tiger. And Reggie would be honestly surprised if the two weren't born on some form of Chinese or Japanese year revolving around the two animals.

"Sorry, but if your looking to get to the Underworld because of deals you made with a creature-" Melody began with a frown.

The elder of the two snarled revealing a pair of thick, sharp canines that sent a shudder down Reggie's back, "As if we'd stoop to such a dishonourable low!"

"Easy Lee," The younger said glancing shortly at the older, now known as Lee, who growled lightly at Melody, before he addressed them, "And you will help us get to the Underworld and you will help us get into Chaor's palace or we can go see how the CodeMasters like your little plan."

This got Reggie's attention, why would they want to go there? Didn't they hear there was a recent attack there and a player got taken?

Riley huffed, "Try it, by the time you get back we'll already be-!"

Reggie cut in, "Why do you want to go there so badly?"

Lee growled again while turning to glare at the table he was now leaning on, prompting a sigh from his companion, who answered, "Because we're looking for our little brother."

It clicked instantly in Reggie's head, "You're Thomas' brothers."

That got an instant reaction from Lee, who snapped angrily, "Tomoko!" He slammed his fist so hard onto the table, Reggie was surprised it didn't break, but the action did earn him a few confused and concerning looks from nearby players.

As Lee shook with rage, the younger of the Kon siblings corrected in a more gentle, yet controlled voice, "His name is Tomoko."

"Tomoko?" Sora said with narrowed eyes, "That's Japanese, not Chinese."

"Our father's Japanese," The unnamed-Kon answered as Lee was still visibly upset, "Our mother's Chinese, we used to live in a village close to the boarder."

"Are you going to help us find him or not?" Lee finally asked in a somewhat harsh and rude tone that earned him a dirty look from his brother.

"Can you open the location enough for six?" Reggie asked Riley, who was already working on his scanner. "Luckily Oron hasn't started any update encryptions yet, else I wouldn't be so close," Riley said before looking up at the Kon brothers, "You do realize you'll be facing a crazed-psycho harpy with elemental powers that discovered a way to trap players in Perim, right?"

That got near identical, cat-like, predatory grins from both brothers.

"I already lost our village, most of my friends and my parents, kid," Lee said with a dark, distant look in his eyes, "I'm not losing one of my kid brothers too, so," He held up a hand and clenched it so hard, bones cracked and Reggie could've sworn he saw black lightening crackle around the knuckles, "Trust me, we don't got much to lose."

"Besides," The younger added, "No one messes with our kid brother."

"Then hand over your scanners," Riley sighed and they did so, Lee handing over a blue scanner and his brother handed over a yellow one.

After a long moment of anxiety, Riley finally handed them back and said, "We got five minutes before lock down."

They sprung into action, rushing to the nearest transport as the next group ported out. They immediately got protests from those who were about to go next, but one look from Lee made them shut up. "Remember, we need no approaching anyone who has any connection to that damn harpy," Sora said and everyone nodded.

Sora ported out first, followed by Melody, then Reggie, Riley and Lee. Just as Rei was about to follow a loud siren-like noise, the kind from an ambulance started to blare through the court, causing everyone, Rei included, to cover their ears. But then, an odd thing happened, players started porting back in, knocking Rei back in the process. The players that just left, players that never came to Chaotic that day even players who got their code suspended.

The only ones who hadn't returned was his brothers, Reggie, Reggie's crew and Tomoko's friends. The court was soon flooding with humans.

As from the monitors, the CodeMasters were trying to not to panic as Oron and Chirrui were typing at the system keyboards, trying to back-hack whoever was doing this. One moment, everything was going normally, the next, the screens had gone a dark red as the process started going backwards by itself at a frightening rate and it wasn't responding to whatever the two techs did.

But then, because Fate liked to be a real pain in whatever it could, a cartoon-version of a certain harpy's face appeared on the screen, smirking as a strangely familiar female voice said like a haunting taunt, "You lose." Over and over as the generators hidden beneath the court shut themselves down.

In an instant, the lights within the court shut off, leaving the whole thing illuminated by the robots' faces, the lights from the transporters and the automatic flash-light feature the scanners had. But not a split-second later the robots seemed to vibrate before their faces disappeared as they were shut down, each one falling to the floor with a loud clunk, which caused Oron to moan in miserable-alarm, "My robots!" And the scanners turned off immediately after.

And with a flickering effect that lasted several seconds, the transporters shut down as well. And it took only a minute for Rei and many others to realize what just happened; they were trapped within Chaotic.

After what seemed to be an eternity of silence (which was really three minutes) a random person let out the most blood curtling, terrified scream Rei had ever heard. In an instant, more screams were filling the court as players rushed about left and right, most diving beneath tables, chairs, whatever was big enough to hide them, while others were trying to get their scanners or the robots to work again.

Rei could only sit there, scanner in hand, stunned as he tried to comprehend what just happened. Someone just managed to force pretty much everyone who had a code into Chaotic and shut everything that was mechanical down, and now, both of his brothers were possibly trapped in Perim.

Another scream snapped him out of it. Oh, if his parents were alive they'd have his head, he just knew it.

(Somewhere in the Underworld, Reggie's POV)

I don't remember porting to be so painful before. Before it was kind of like a tickle of a breeze as your filled with an odd lightness. But now, it was heavy and painful, like you're getting stung by three nests full of hornets and trust me, with legs that had been crushed and burned beneath heavy, wooden beams that also happened to be on fire at the time, that sort of thing was not a nice experience.

I found myself landing with a grunt as the thin rubber of the wheels on my chair bounced on an uneven surface, causing it to tilt with my weight. This sent me falling to the side and right out of my chair, I barely bit back a pained scream. If I wasn't so much of a gentleman, I'd curse out loud, but since I am, I'll settle for the mental mantra.

So without further ado…OUCH, DAMMIT, GOD, MOTHERFUCKING LORD ABOVE THAT HURTS LIKE HELL!

…okay, done now.

Shaking my head, I pushed myself up and looked around. What the hell happened back there? And while I'm asking questions, where am I? This wasn't the capital I can tell you that much. But I've been here with Kaz so many times, I know these weren't Danian tunnels.

The difference between the two were the color in the walls. The Danians were much closer to the surface, so the earth there was cooler giving it a dark, earthy-brown color. But all the way down here, the Underworld was surrounded by not just the lava rivers that originated from the Lava Pond, but also those little crystals that generated light through out the tunnels and city, giving it a faint, rustic color. So, at least I made it to the Underworld, so there's a piece of good news.

I then remembered I didn't come alone. I immediately tried to find the others, calling, "Riley? Sora? Melody? Mr. Kon?" I groaned in pain as I tried to move, but pain shut up my spine, "Hello?"

"There he is!" Riley shouted in relief. "Reggie!" Melody said as they ran over, she immediately started checking me over, "Reg, are you alright?"

"I'm fine," I assured, "Just get me back in my chair…"

Melody immediately righted the thing and I bit my lip, as Sora carefully grabbed my legs and Mr. Kon, Lee, grabbed me by my armpits. God, if there was one thing I hated, it was being so helpless. Its one thing with Kaz, she knew I had limits and backed off when she knew I could handle things myself, I just felt comfortable letting her help, but in this situation, it was just a down right embarrassment.

"Where are we?" Lee asked looking around, "Where's Rei?"

"He must still be in Chaotic," Sora said as they set me carefully back into my chair, "The lockdown must've stopped him."

"What the hell happened back there?" Melody asked mostly Riley, "That never happened when we ported before." I looked over, also intrigued.

Riley could only give a clueless shrug.

"But why are we here?" Melody asked confused, "We had our scanners set to the capital."

"Something must've interfered with the transport's systems," Riley said holding up his scanner, the screen was pitch-black, not even the emblem was there, "The scanners are completely dead."

"WHAT?" Lee immediately exploded soon after that was shared, before he grabbed Riley by the collar and started to shake him, "YOU MEAN WE'RE STUCK HERE?" Sora was quick to push him away before he caused any damage.

"Possibly," A very dizzy Riley answered before said teen fell onto his butt, his eyes were almost literally spinning. Poor bloke.

Guess it's a good thing I recognized those marks on the walls. "I think we're somewhere near the Pits," I informed wheeling over to a rock.

"What makes you so sure?" Sora asked.

I pointed to the marks that littered the wall, answering, "Those. Grook likes sharpening whatever blades he has on him on the way to the cells," I then turned myself to face the two options we had to go that didn't lead toward the Pits, "So, if that's right then the city would…be…in…" I momentarily recalled all the memories I had of Kaz bringing me here to meet Grook with Hearring.

I immediately turned and wheeled towards the tunnel that lead to the Pits and wheeled backward for a moment to take in the way the tunnels looked. Turning back around, I pointed and said, "In that direction."

Hold on Kaz, I'm coming!

(Unknown Location, Sarah's POV)

Ugh…what the hell happened? One minute I was with Avra (1) and Korina (2) patrolling…no wait, that's not right. I was with Wamma in Chaor's castle…no, their both right. Why do I remember two things at once? On that note, where am I?

I tired to sit up properly, only to be tugged back a bit by something that made oddly familiar clanking noises. Once my eyes adjusted to the lack of light, I found myself on some sort of room made entirely of dark stone. There was a set of stone steps leading up to a heavy-looking, stereotype dungeon door and I was chained by my wrists and elbows to some kind of bed. Well, bed was putting it politely, it barely clarified as a cot, more like a bunch of blankets piled against the rod I was chained too.

Bed or not, this was not a position any self-respecting Amazon wanted to be in. In fact, why do you think I see so many of my sisters with PTSD?

Just as I was ready to panic, I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye. Turning my head, I let out a deep sigh of relief, almost sagging with it. It was Wamma! And he wasn't even restrained in any way! Oh thank Zeus above! And Hera while I'm at it, and Hades, and…well, every god out there!

"Wamma!" I let out in relief, "Thank the Gods its you! Quick, get me out of he-"

I stopped cold when I meet his eyes. Those weren't Wamma's eyes. Those normally bright with laid-back mirth that always shone with life weren't there. Instead I was staring into dark, feral, almost ferocious golden eyes that seemed to glow in the dark with unrestrained desire.

I don't know why, but I couldn't control the fear that crawled through me and latched onto my heart. This is Wamma for crying out loud! The laziest Danian in the whole Hive (not to mention the nicest) and I've known him since I first came to Mount Pillar, he wouldn't hurt me….right?

Despite my mental reassurances, I couldn't stop the whimper that escaped my throat, "W-W-Wamma…?"

He let out a dangerous growl in response as he moved closer to me, taking deep breaths through his nose. I couldn't stop myself from flinching when he's just in arms length away, especially when he reaches out to touch my hair.

Without warning, he lunged at me and all I would know for the next few hours was confusion, hurt, a twisted form of pleasure and pain. All from the hands of one of my closest male friends.

And that's it for now!

Oh, poor Sarah and Wamma, pulled into the same situation as Kaz and Tom, I wonder how different this will be?

Oh and for those little bracket numbers, well…

(1): Avra is a Greek name, its basically the Greek adaptation of 'Aura.'

And (2): Korina is also a Greek name that basically means 'coral.'

Next up is the confrontation scene between not just Kaz and everyone else about her pregnancy, but all of the perceived 'humans' and the tribes about just who and what they really are.

And that part with Tom's brothers and Reggie and his field crew, oh, know…that's a classic. Beware of older, protective siblings, they can smell fear and know few limits.

I gotta admit the CodeMaster meeting was a dozy to write, but I think I got the basics of a business/survival mix-up meeting down. One's more concerned with business, the other's more concerned with the welfare of the people who are basically under their care. I think I got it all down.

And the panic, well…I couldn't resist putting some good old-fashioned hysteria into this. I mean, common, most of the good Chaotic fics I've read so far concern massive hysteria for Chaotic itself.

Anyways, I hope this is good for now, adieu!