Natasha sat on a small park bench, tossing rocks at a flickering Powerade sign. After quite a few tosses the thing looked like it would fall apart any minute, and the image of the multicolored sports drinks flickered and disoriented violently. Natasha threw one last stone at the sign. It flickered, diisoriented and sparked before it became completely blank, and Natasha smiled with satisfaction.

Sonja sat in the middle of it all, watching the hybrids go about their day. The city was far from civilization and there was no way she could run the whole way home. She sighed deeply and buried her head in her face. She was smart. She could think of a way out. [i]But how? I'm stuck here. For good.[/i] Sonja got up and decided to take a walk to vent her frustrations.