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[center][b]Zac Wilson[/b] | [b]Kelly Brown[/b][/center]
Kelly and Zac stood outside of the warehouse, deliberately keeping their distance from their captors. When Kelly wrapped her arms around Zac, Zac could feel her body shaking due to the situation they were in.

	“Do you think Icon believed them?” Kelly asked.

	“I’m not sure. He hasn’t apprehended the real villains here, but at least he hasn’t laid a smack down on us.” As Zac finished his answer, he noticed that the water-based man-in-black was making a gesture as if he was casting a fishing rod. Then he acted as if he was reeling in a fish, then he plucked the imaginary fish from the invisible rod.

	“Hook, Line, and Sinker.” The water-based man-in-black said. He gave Zac a quick wink, attempting to tick him off even more than they had already done by lying to Icon. In response, Zac held up his right arm and allowed the three claws on that hand to appear.

	“There’s no need to threaten us, you monsters.” The water-based man-in-black said, “We will be the least of your problems. You will be no match for this Icon bloke. Once he finishes...” But at the same moment, Icon extinguished the flames that were consuming the old warehouse. Suddenly, Icon appeared before the five of them (six, but Bruno is unconscious), hovering in place.

	[b]“Now, why don’t you tell me exactly what happened.”[/b] Icon demanded from the fire-based man-in-black.

	“I already told you what happened. They jumped us, dressed us in these funky outfits, killed our friend Bruno here, and tried to kill rest of us. What more do you want?”

	[b]“I said ‘exactly what happened’”[/b] Icon said.

	However, before the fire-based captor could response, Kelly rushed up to Icon and wrapped all four of her arms around him. Icon was taken by surprise by this move, unsure what Kelly’s motives were. While he could easily break out of her grip, he was surprised by how strong of a grip Kelly had for a girl of her size.

	“Please Mr. Icon, sir, whatever you call yourself. You have to believe us! We are the victims here, not those liars over there. We were just in our apartment in Albany, about ready to watch a movie, when someone broke in and knocked us out somehow. And now we somehow woke up here, wherever here is! I didn’t kill that man over there. He is merely stunned! I would never kill a person! I mean, why would I ever become some criminal when some jerks back at college released a video on YouTube that shows me transforming into what I look like right now! Please, you have to believe us.” As she beseeched Icon, the waterworks started to flow from Kelly’s black compound eyes.