other, wrapped tightly around each other, sharing their warmth, and Cynthia lay beaten on the ground, then the sun began to rise.

  Zhock shrouded himself in a ball of darkness, as he took on the form of Steele and disappeared, as if nothing happened, and he was never there.

  Cynthia coughed up some blood and with tears in her eyes, looked over at her mauled brother. Tongue laying to one side, an innocent look in his eyes, and spine protruding from what was left of him. All of this because of pure impulse. She hated him, he got her into this mess. Median would pay for this!

  Cyber looked through the boards of the boat up at the sun. He was happy to be in the Arctic. But his attention was quickly brought to a sparkle in the corner of the bottom of the boat. A heap of broken bottles lay, casting brilliant lights against the wall due to the sun hitting them. "Amazing." he said to himself as he got up.

  He made his way to the top of the boat and looked over at Balto who had a smile on his face. "Good to see the smile is contageous this morning!" Balto said laughing.

  "Yeah." Cyber said back smiling bigger, looking out at the sun again, Balto joining him. "I've got a good feeling about today."