Rachel: *runs and listens as the arguing from the alley grows fainter; stops back in front of the Club* Phew... They're still not following me...
Voice: Who's not following you?Rachel: HI-YAH! *fighting stance as she turns around* Oh... Master Kuni... *lowers fists*
Kuni: Geez, Rachel, you're tense. What's the matter?
Rachel: I don't wish to talk about it right now. But how was work today?
Kuni: *grunts* Difficult.
Rachel: Beginner's Class today, huh?
Kuni: Yeah. They're so STUPID!
window from Dojo suddenly shatters as a man falls out to the ground*
Hoody: Masky, you fool! It took us FOREVER to catch her, and you turn her loose! Why I ought to-
Masky: I'm sorry, OK?! I just looked down at her, and... I know I've seen little girls cry before, but she looked different!
Voice: NⓍ, she didn't.
Masky: Huh? Who... Master?
Hoody: Uh, I'm going to leave you alone for a sec, OK? This seems important. *walks out of the alleyway*
Operator: She didn't lⓍⓍk different, she just seemed that way. YⓍu feel fⓍr her, sⓍ when you dⓍ something tⓍ hurt her, yⓍu cⓍnsider yⓍur actiⓍns.
Masky: I don't feel for her! I could have taken her, I-
Operator: If yⓍu say sⓍ, then shⓍw me. Make me believe it. She is strⓍng, and cⓍuld be a defiant advisary.
Masky: If she's turned, she'll be a powerful ally.
Operator: But can it be dⓍne?
Masky: *bows head* She will join us or die, Master. I'll see to that.
at Elm Street Acres Apartments*
Masky: I think this is the right apartment complex.
Hoody: *looks at phonebook* Rachel Simmons, Elm Street Acres, Apartment 13J. Yes, this is the right one.
Masky and Hoody: *walks into the apartment complex* Hey, they got a Subway.
Customer: Dude, I ordered mayonaise on this.
Subway Clerk: Sorry, man, I'll put it on your sub next time.
Customer: ... You've forgotten Blaze's mayo for the last time!
Blaze: THE LAST TIME!
Clerk: Don't make me call the cops again.Blaze: *jumps up on a table and yells* ATTENTION, EVERYBODY!
customers look at Blaze, murmers of surprise rising from the resteraunt*
Clerk: I mean it! I'll get a freaking RESTRAINING ORDER!
Blaze: *dances on the table, and throws sandwich at the subway guy*
Clerk: *toppings drip off of face* That's it. *calls the police*
Masky: *watches as cops come in with tranquilizer darts*
Hoody: Oh, geez.
Blaze: *keeps singing, squirting sandwich compliments everywhere*
Masky: AHHHHHHH! HE GOT MUSTARD IN MY EYE!
Hoody: DANGIT, HE GOT KETCHUP ON MY HOOD!
Cop: *shoots Blaze with a tranquilizer dart, and motions for another cop to tackle him*
Masky: Is this the right apartment?
Hoody: *looks at phonebook again* Apartment 13J. Yes.
Masky: Well, let's- *feels a hand on shoulder*
Hoody: What the- What the heck are you doing?
Rachel: Umm... a Vulcan Neck Bench?
Masky: No, no, no, you've got it all wrong. It's where the shoulder meets the neck.
Rachel: *moves hand* Here?
Hoody: Oh, God.
Rachel: *pushes them down, knocking them unconsious* Huh... Thanks!
Masky: *groans* What happened? *eyes struggle to adjust to darkness*
Hoody: I- *struggles to move* I can't move!
Masky: *tries* Niether can I!
Hoody: What's going on?!
Voice: *a figure with horns and sharp teeth steps out of the shadows, wearing red sunglasses and holding a noose in one had and a staff in the other* Hello.
Maaky: Who are you?!
Masky: Oh, no...
Hoody: HELP! SHE'S GONNA HANG US!
Rachel: *giggles* OK, Ayla. I think we've made our point.
Masky: Rachel?! Who are you-
Ayla: *laughs* I totally got you. *takes off a headband in which kept the horns on, and takes off glasses* It was just a costume.
Hoody: Oh. I knew that.
Masky: But why are we tied up?
Rachel: Because I don't trust you anymore.
Masky: *testilly* Well, why not? It's not like I, or any Proxy, has done anything to earn your disrespect.
Rachel: *cheeks burn bright red, and tears well up in eyes*
Ayla: Rachel? Are you OK?
Rachel: *shuddering sigh* I'm... I'm fine... I just... I have something in my eye! *runs out of the room*
Scene Five Edit
Masky: Wait a minute, what's wrong with her?
Ayla: *sighs* It's hard for you to understand. She relates Proxies like you to something that happened when she was eight.
Masky: A year after she moved here?
Hoody: What happened?
Ayla: She doesn't like me to mention it to anyone. But you seem like you're concerned.
Masky and Hoody: *listen patiently*
Ayla: When she first moved here, she was having a hard time adjusting. Her mother used to be the one to work back where she lived, but this time it was her dad who worked. She and her mom weren't exactly that close.
Ayla: I connected with her because we both had the same feelings about most things. I taught her things and acted like her mother of sorts. I also defended her from the jerks that pushed her around because of where she was from.
Ayla: ...And then the accident happened. Rachel was devastated.
Masky: What accident?
Hoody: Go on.
Ayla: ... Her mother was killed by the Operator.
Scene SixEditRachel: *sobbing into pillow, remembering the horrible day*
Tim: *knocks on door* Rachel? It's me, Tim.
Rachel: Go away... I want to be alone!
Tim: *opens door, mask is off* Hey...
Rachel: *sniffles* She untied you?
Rachel: She told you?
Tim: Yeah... *sits down on the edge of the bed* Rachel, I had nothing to do with that.
Rachel: *turns over* I know that. I have nothing against you, just that thing and all that comes with.
Masky: *gently* I promise, I'd never do anything to hurt you.
Masky: It's okay. I promise I won't let anything happen to you.
Rachel: *bitterly* I want to trust you, but I'm not sure I can. How do I know you won't hand me over to him?
Tim: Rachel, please, I ask for you to give me fair judgement before you decide you dispise me.
Rachel: *thinks, sitting up and wiping tears from eyes*
Rachel: Well... Okay... I guess I can trust you now as I did then.
Masky: *leans over and hugs her* Thank you.