Wilson and Brewster were on their way to Calley's. Brewster held his head feeling really dizzy. Wilson lifted him up more. A shadow came out of his hiding spot. He attacked both Wilson and Brewster. Wilson growled taking out his sword. He slashed the figure across the side with it. The figure howled. Wilson slashed at him again. The figure turned around grabbing his arm twisting it. Wilson called out punching the guy in the face with his metal fist. The figure growls punching Wilson across the face hard enough to knock him out. " Wilson!" yelled Brewster. Brewster pulled out his knife. He ran at the figure. The figure dodged kicking him in the back. Brewster called out turning around. He kicked the legs out from under the figure. The figure falls but catches himself getting back up. He punched Brewster in the stomach. Brewster fell to his knees coughing up blood.

Julie answered her phone. " Hello?" she asked. " Glad you could finally answer my dear." Came a voice. The voice sent shivers down Julie's spine. " Dai…What's going on?" she asked. He laughed icedly. " Look I have someone here who wants to talk to you." He held Brewster's head up painfully. " Jul..Jul..Julie." Julie gasped. " Brewster!" Dai laughed again. " Meet me at the peer or else I put the boy to sleep." The line went dead. Julie got shakingly to her feet. She grabbed her jacket putting it on. Her parents weren't home. Zack had left his axe sitting near the wall. Julie took a deep breathing lifting it up. It felt heavy in her hands. She tied it to her belt under her jacket. She runs out of the house.

She got to the peer to see her friends tied up and beatened. Dai was standing there. Julie ran past him going over to Brewster holding him close. Brewster groaned leaning on Julie. Julie looked up at Dai. " Now I will give you two options…You either come back with me or I kill you and your friends." Julie gulped. " I'll go with you." Dai smiled. " That's a good girl." Brewster looked up at Julie. " No." he shook his head. Julie hugs him one last time. She cut both Wilson and Brewster free. Brewster holds her tight. " Shh trust me." She whispered. She got up walking over to Dai. He smiled turning his back. Julie took off her jacket pulling out her father's axe. She yowled running at him. She slammed the blade into Dai's back. Dai screamed falling to his knees.

Julie pulled the axe out of his back. She lifted it up again. Dai smiled. He kicked her legs out from under her. Julie fell back onto her back. Dai kicked away the axe lifting her up. Julie growled trying to get out of his grasp. Brewster weakly got up. He grabbed the axe hitting Dai in his left shoulder. Dai called out dropping Julie. Dai grabbed Brewster by his shirt collar with his free hand slamming his forehead with his knocking him out. He pulled out the axe slamming it into Brewster's side leaving him to bleed out. He knocked out Julie leaving with her. " Brewster!" screamed Wilson. He ran to his friend's side. He removed the axe from Brewster's side. He lifted his friend up running off with him.

He got to Calley's knocking on the door frantically. Andrew answered the door. " We need to see Calley." Murmured Wilson. " Brewster got injured in a fight." Andrew nods taking Brewster from Wilson. " She isn't here. She went looking for Calem but I'll take care of your friend." Andrew cleared the table laying Brewster down on top of it. He took Brewster's shirt off so he could take a look at his wounds. " His cuts are very deep." He murmured. " I'll do what I can for him." Wilson nods. Andrew pulls out his med kit. He got to work stitching his wounds close. Brewster groaned. " Julie…" he whimpered. Wilson grabbed his friend's hand. " It will be alright Brew." Brewster felt feverish.

After about two hours, Brewster was finally stabilized. He was out cold on the table. Wilson stayed by him. He sighed to himself. I hope your okay Julie. We'll come find you once Brewster is better. You have my word on that. He sighed. Andrew walked past him. " I'm leaving. The medicine for his fever is on the counter. The med kit is near it as well." Wilson nods. Andrew left the house going over to Tyne's.

Tyne was up and ready. She had her visor on and her heat blades tied to her belt. Andrew walked in. " You ready?" he asked. Tyne nods. Andrew takes her outside to the back yard. He backs up far enough away from her. He takes his defense stance. " Alright come at me." Tyne nods. She pulls out one of her heat blades lighting it up. She charges for him. She gets close only to have Andrew dodge it. Tyne growls turning around. She swings at Andrew only to have him dodge again. He grabbed her arm twisting it putting her onto her back. She growled looking up at him. " Your too cocky for your own good." He helped her up again. " You shouldn't rush into an attack especially when the enemy leaves themselves open on purpose." Tyne nods. Andrew smiles. " Now come at me again." Tyne growls. She lights her heat blade up again swinging at him. Andrew smiled dodging her swings. Tyne kept it up. She slammed her fists together igniting them into flames. Andrew lits his heat claws coming at Tyne. Tyne slammed her knuckles against the tips of his heat blades. The flames combined exploding. Tyne saw her chance punching Andrew in the chest sending him backwards.

Andrew flew backwards catching himself. He dragged his claws across the ground. He growls going for her. Tyne lunges fist first seeing it go past Andrew's head. Andrew slammed his side into her. He unbalanced her. He swung his body punching her away with his heat claws. Tyne was sent through a tree landing near the fence. Tyne coughed holding her side. She got up swaying, dazed from the unexpected attack. Andrew came at her again. Tyne growls jumping into the air. She put both of her hands close to her mouth. She drew in a sharp breathe, exhaling a long stream of flames burning Andrew. Andrew howled going into the fence. Tyne lands behind him. Tyne slams her fist again punching him through the fence. Andrew skid across the dirt. He panted feeling his skin hurt from his burns. He got up again. He lit his heat claws. His anger rises. He goes for Tyne.