-- Faders -- Part I -- DNA -- [PRP FOR BRANCH & VIXEN]

Sam shrugged.

Summer frowned.

"Why are you so violent?" Sam asked.

Summer shrugged. 'I like it. Gives my life potential."

Sam grinned. "Yay."

Holly glared at the house. "Stupid idiotsssss."

Mitch shrugged, working on the base if teh treehouse. "You did call Summer, Summer Sift."

"She did freeze me in place and call me Holly, Holly Brooks." Holly muttered sourly.

Mitch smiled and shook his head. "Whatever."

Holly grinned slightly, sighing.

Mitch glanced at her quickly.

"Mark and Chris better not come and try and kidnap one of us again, I'll keel 'em," Holly muttered.

Mitch nodded. "We beat the crap out of them anyway. Why bother?"

"Because they're desperate," Holly said quietly, "They're fading, fast. Unless they.. kill.. us, they'll disappear."

Mitch nodded. "It sucks."

"If they weren't trying to murder us, I'd feel bad." Holly sighed.

Mitch nodded in agreement. "I wouldn't like faing away, either."

Holly shuddered, "That'd be horrible."

Mitch sighed and nodded.

Holly leaned against the tree, frowning. "Summer gets on my nerves sometimes."

Mitch shrugged. "She's like that, Holly."

Holly shrugged. "Blah."

Mitch shrugged. "Oh, well."

Holly turned suddenly as she thought she heard something behind her. Holly frowned when she didn't see anything. "I must be paranoid."

Mitch shrugged. He had heard it too. "Maybe we both are."

Holly looked behind her, confused as she heard something. Holly gasped, as something grabbed her from behind and dragged her backwards.