My eyes slowly opened. Tom standing in front of my vision. Just like when I woke up in Mianite, except Hope wasn't here. I still was dwelling on the fact that Hope was the traitor.

"Hey Sparkly". Tom was still looming over me.

I rubbed my head. "Stop calling me that".

He gave me my hand to help me up. "I can't, you have that cool glitter on you".

I let his hand there.

He waved it around. "Come on".

I covered my eyes. "I don't want up".

"You can't get upset about stuff like this". He kneeled down by me. I hadn't realized the big gash on his arm. "You'll never survive here".

The cement on my back made me feel more chilly. "I don't want to survive here, I never did".

He rolled his eyes and stood back up. He took a hand of the rusty pipes. "I saw where she put the key".

"Who".

"Hope", he said it quiet. Probably thinking I was going to cry.

"I know". He leaned on the pipes. "Sucks to loose a team member".

The door slid open. Hope walked out of it with Michael standing at the door way. His hair was now slicked back as well.

"I really can't express how much I loathe him". I mumble to myself.

Instead of saying anything smart that would lower my confidence, like I expected her to, she sat on the floor. Her legs crossed. She was glaring at me and Tom.

"You just let me rot at the Modsteps". She was talking to Tom.

"And you still work for them". He was a lot better at talking then me.

She picked at her nails. "Those stupid bombshells got knocked out by the thing that they destroyed me with".

Tom's mouth was partly open by surprise. "You really are a brat".

"And your really arra-".

The huge crash of a door almost being knocked off its hinges and a landing body rang in the cells. I got up and starred at awe. Sonja and Tucker were standing at the doorway with Michael's dead body under them.

Tucker looked up at Hope, mouth gaping open. He covered his mouth. "Holy shi-"

"What, what is it". Tom yelled as curious as I was.

"Get out!" She screamed. It was a lot deeper and terrifieing. Like how Hope would talk if her voice wasn't unnaturally high.

Sonja's eyes were huge. As if she was looking at something unearthly. "What the hell is it".

"It's Hope", I finally said while standing up.

Sonja still had her eyes glued on Hope. "Jordan", she paused as her and Tucker backed up. "That is not Hope". She sounded so sure of it, she must have been insane.

Or I was insane.

"Tom there in denial-"

"That isn't Hope".

He caught me off surprise. "Your insane".

"No I'm not Sparkles, and your not either", he started to try to grab his daggers. "It's a fear demon".

"What".

Tucker edged behind Sonja. 'Hope' had her eyes fixed on Sonja like a missile to its target.

"I told the Dianites not to fuck around with dark magic and that doctor". Tom was talking more to himself, maybe trying to tale guilt away.

"The doctor". I started putting the puzzle pieces together. "Like the guy who was testing on Hope".

"No wonder she's so sick". Tom shook his head while Tucker passed the daggers their the pipes. He started grabbing my sword.

Sonja backed up more.

"Don't move", the fake Hope screamed. I started to see it more as it grabbed the sword out of the holster.

It wasn't skinny and short like Hope. It looked long and lengthy with burning coals on pitch black skin. I blinked again. It definitely wasn't Hope. It was screeching at Sonja getting slobber all over her. Like a excited bulldog except ready to murder you. The sword was now razor sharp fingernails.

Sonja closed her eyes, probably terrified. The fear demon put a quick slice on her for head. She bit her lip fighting the urge to scream.

Tucker yelled as he flung one of the daggers at the fear demon. The dagger got imnbeded in the fear demons back. Whit puss dripping out of it. I thought I was going to puke.

The demon seemed to feel pain as it instantly turned around and took the dagger out of its back. It threw the dagger on the ground hissing in furry.

It turned around and threw itself at Tucker, almost hitting the ceiling. Tom threw me my sword and started to pick the lock with the dagger that wasn't on the floor.

The fear demon had Tucker almost pinned to the wall. I still couldn't get my eyes off the whole scene.

I grabbed my sword feeling helpless. Tom started trying to knock the pipes out of place.

Tucker was completely pinned to the wall. The monster hissed so loudly I could barely hear Sonja scream his name. I started to look away. There was utterly nothing I could do.

I heard the sound of a arrow going through a body. A crunch and a gushing sound. WAIT ARROW.

I was afraid to open my eyes and be disappointed, but I did.

Hope was standing at the door, pigtails and all. She looked over at the fear demon that was splatter on the wall with all its white charred blood.

Tom finally got the door open.

I sighed. Finally. Completely. Relieved.

"Kid"

"Jordan". She, like always, was more excited then me. She hugged my legs almost giving me a heart attack. I was about as terrified of emotion as I was to the fear demon.

I patted her awkwardly on the back. "Kid"

I looked up and saw Tucker, Tom, and Sonja looking over the dianite boys body.

Hope turned around and looked at Michael, the blood still soaking wet. She pointed at him. "I know that guy".

That slightly worried me. "Yea". I asked trying to sound casual.

"He harassed me in my first Mission".

She starred at the body terrified. "Lets go home kid".