'Well, at least we know how Kite is kidnapped,' said Pit.

'Eew, it sounds like that kind of books where creepy men kidnap young girls,' said Kite.

'But now are WE curious, how did you find Kite,' asked Henry. Pit was doubting. Could he say that? They told their story too, so keep it secret would be unfair.

'The pantheon refused to seek Kite, but another angel saw the journal on earth and warned me. I saw Kite, my trainee, and went to the Unilife Science Centre. And then I started a fight and got knocked out.'

'Do you have a pantheon? Do you mean the Olympians?' asked Felix with wide eyes.

'Sorry, I can't give further response,' said Pit calm, like an interviewed spokesperson. The scientists looked very disappointed. Henry looked at his watch.

'We have to go, just carry on.' Felix and Henry left the room and the angels were alone. Kite signed.

'Pfiew, that was close. We were almost thrown into a breeding program, that stupid jerk of a Jack.'

'Yes, that would be horribly awful!' said Pit. Wait, that sounded very mean to Kite, thought Pit. 'N..not that I don't like you, it's just...' Kite looked uncomprehending, because he was murmuring and she raised a eyebrow. Pit struggled for words, but he failed. Kite's face didn't make it easier for him.

'Never mind,' said he finally. Why failed his vocabulary? What was WRONG with him?

'Riiiggght,' said Kite awkwardly. 'Anyway, do you think they are really able to create an angel?'

'I don't know, but if they succeed, then we have a serious problem.'

The door went open and a member of staff entered the room. He hold two glasses of water in his hands. Finally something to drink, thought Pit.

'Good afternoon, little angels. I advise you to drink the whole glass, because mister Harrison said this would be your last drink today.' The member of staff handed the angels their glasses. Pit looked into the glass.

'So, now we get spa red!' said Pit and saw the little bubbles of carbon dioxide. Pit took a sip. Kite did the same.

'YUCK! What kind of water is this? It's bitter,' said Kite and looked sullen. Pit also didn't like it, but he drank it empty. It was his last drink this day after all.

'If I were you, I should drink it, honey,' said the member of staff and Kite finally drank her glass water empty.

'Good, very good,' said someone suddenly. Pit and Kite turned around. In the doorway stood Jack.

'Did I come at a bad time? I hope not for you, because here will be an interview in half an hour.' Pit yawned. It doesn't matter what he's doing, but I'm tired, thought Pit.

'Can you do that tomorrow? The only thing I want to do is sleep,' said Kite grumpy. Pit lay himself on the mattress and closed his eyes. Sleep was one of the beautiful things in the world. Sleep was going on adventure, without getting wounded. Sleep was like the heaven, where he really wanted to go back. With that thoughts went Pit to the heaven of dreams.

Running...screams. She needed help. Pit ran as fast as possible. Kite was in danger. Then the image of his trainee loomed. Jack had gripped her and she shrieked in agony.

'Kite!' shouted Pit. Jack pulled out a knife and Kite struggled.

'Pit!' screamed she and dropped on her knees when the knife pierced through her back.

'NOOOO!' cried Pit when the angel fell death on the ground. Jack's cruel laugh reached his ears.

Pit awoke and opened his eyes. It was a nightmare, again. He looked next to him and saw Kite: sleeping but alive. The strange thing was, they were holding hands. He released her hand. Kite also awoke, cause of Pit's releasing. She looked drowsy.

'Pit, what are you doing?' asked she.

'When I awoke, we were holding hands. Strange, isn't it?' Kite shrugged her shoulders.

'I swear that wasn't me,' said she. 'I was just sleeping and...huh, what's this?' Kite picked up a glass.

'Oh, that was that disgusting spa red from yesterday,' said Pit. It made him think. Why did he actually drink it? Because it would be his last drink of the day. Why would it be his last drink of the day? Because Jack said that. What did Jack further say? That there would be an interview in his prison. Why didn't he remember anything from that interview? Because he fell asleep. Pit suddenly understood it and his eyes became wide. He jumped up.

'Damn no! I should have known!' shouted Pit angry and kicked the wall. Kite calmed him down.

'Calm down. What is happened?'

'Jack of course! No wonder that water tasted so nasty! He put soporifics in that water!'

'That explains it...' nodded Kite.

'Yes, Jack fears the truth. If we are sober and awake, we could warn the reporters. But if we are asleep, stunned or whatever Jack is going to use, he could tell his own story. Like he did when he captured you.' Kite looked up.

'What did he say about me?' asked she.

'That you were beaten up by lady Palutena. That lady Palutena was going to eliminate a town and you resisted. That Jack found you, being injured and that he decided to take care of you.'

'Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong and euh...WRONG,' said Kite. 'The real story: We were on earth. Jack stupefied us and kidnapped me. He plucked my feathers and beat me up and let me be here unwilling.'

The door suddenly opened and a women, probably a member of staff, entered the room for the daily breakfast. This time with a newspaper.

'Aww, you two are so cute,' said she and handed Pit the newspaper. He looked at the front page and jumped up.

'WHAT THE UNDERWORLD!' shouted Pit with wide eyes. Speaking about "own story". The photo next to the article showed a sleeping Pit and Kite with held hands. The title of the article said: Lovebirds from the heaven.

Hello readers of Trainee in trouble! I would like to make a recommendation for the story Reliving the Game by That one Mudkip, because it's amazing story!