Ok, this seems slightly random but it fits. I will try to finish the other half of Mission Improbable soon. BTW: Nentone wrote most of this chapter, I just edited it so thx Nentone! and if anybody is reading this and likes it, can you give me a shout? Nothing big, just a review saying hi. I want to thank u guys for sticking with me. I know I don't update often and there really is no excuse for that. Sry. Also, if anbody has any ideas to torment Nentone...cause I think we're in the middle of a torment war right now but I'm not sure. So, Nentone, as a reward for writing this chapter, you get a pass...this chapter only. Your turn. ^_^

Tecna veered off from Tin Street into a long, gloomy alleyway. As she continued her pursuit, gunning down her Zig-3 past scraps and overspilling trash bins, her sight assumed a tunnel vision at the rogue convertible far ahead. With each slight swerve, its winking rearlights seemed to taunt any attempt to close in.

It was at one of those moments, that Stormy, the driver behind the wheel, let out a cackle, one so smug that it echoed throughout the lane.

Bristling, Tecna gritted her teeth and revved her motorcycle up to a nearly break-neck speed as they turned into a new canyon. She would not let that bitch get away. Not now. Not ever.

A sudden fork of light speared through the canyon`s air and into the earth, shuddering and tripping Tecna into the ensuing plume of dust. With a cough, she made a move to rise, but stopped short as a vague shadow loomed over her from the surrounding fluorescence.

'Ah, ah, ahh,' said a voice in a teasing sing-song, one so familiar that Tecna nearly shuddered in dread, 'one more step, dearie, and those brains of yours are toast.'

Keeping her calm and her breath slow, Tecna stayed as still as possible. For now, at least. If she hoped to reach Bloom in this place, then she had to first get past this deranged psycho without risking electrocution.

'Look at me.'

A sharp jolt, and Tecna yelped as the tip of a stiletto heel pinched into her side, and then, rolled her supine. Soon, she was glaring up to a smug-smirked face that belonged to none other than the evil witch, Stormy.

'Bet you didn't think I`d stop by without saying hello, huh?'

Tecna kept herself tight-lipped. No, but she would bet that there was way to slap that moronic smirk off.

'Giving me the silent treatment, huh? Why dearie, it just makes things more,' Tecna choked, gritted back a wince, as Stormy ground her heel into her abdomen, 'exciting.'

No, it would not. But then again, who bothered. Repressing another wince, Tecna grasped hold of the youngest Trix sister`s ankle and steeled herself. She would not give Stormy the satisfaction of seeing her in pain.

'I-if you think Bloom is here,' Tecna began, yet tensing herself for the right moment, 'then I assure, you are sourly mistaken.'

And with that, she elbowed the offending limb off, taking brief pleasure in Stormy`s hiss and stagger before...

Gasping, Techna awoke. As the violet-haired girl turned on her bedside lamp, she sat up and began to record the events in her notebook. She has had weird dreams that came true in some form before, like the one which led to her finding her favorite pencil. Last week, they had grown more vivid, but this was the first one with someone she knew other than Bloom and the boy from the picture in it. If her dreams were correct, his name Eli Shane. She pulled out a photo from a secret compartment in her bedside table. It was of her, in some weird, yet familiar outfit sitting with a big blue...creature. She had no idea who he was, but somehow, now she did. His name was Kord, and he was her brother.

DF: Dun dun dun...ok. Throw stuff at me. Just nothing tomatoey, or rotten, or gross, or juicy please please plea-SPLAT!

DF: *Wipes gross, rotten, juicy tomato from face.* I spoke to late, didn't I? Oh well, guess I deserved that.

Nentone: Yep, you did. *laughs like a maniac*

DF: *glares*

Nentone: Um, I'm gonna just shut up and go now... *runs away screaming like a little girl*

DF: Techna Duo!

Techna Duo: Yes DF?

DF: GET HIM!

Techna Duo: On it. ATTACK! *chases Nentone*

Nentone: *Damn you DF!*

DF: Sorry you had to see that. *Nentone screams* And hear that. Now where was I? *Thinking, then opens her mouth to say something when Nentone runs into her and they both collapse.*

DF: NENTONE!

Nentone: Sorry!

*Tech's join the pile*

DF: Help! I'm getting squished under here!

Readers: Nah, not interested. To much fun watching.

DF: Jackie Winters? Help? Please?

JW: Here- *shoots pile with a tormesto ghoul slug*

DF: NOT WHAT I MEANT!

JW: Oops. Well, seeing as how everyone else is gone to the Dark Caverns, I officially declare this chapter closed. Now to hide before they come back. Don't tell them where I'm hiding, and DF47 and Nentone both want you to read the fanfic Glory Slugs; now bye!