Chick P ran through the mall, ignoring the staring citizens she had passed.

She headed towards the main gate of the mall into the wastelands, after what she did to Joe she felt like she couldn't face him again. He must have hated her.

She saw the gates in the distance and felt more tears slide down her face.

Suddenly she felt a sharp prick hit her back that made her stop suddenly. Her vision quickly blurred as she fell to the ground unconscious.

Joe had been in his room for over an hour, thinking about nothing but Chick P.

He lay on his bed staring at the ceiling, his eyes ached from drowsiness but he made no attempt to sleep.

Chuckie came bursting into his room forcing him tear his eyes away from the ceiling.

"Joe, Chick P's been captured!"

Joe sat up right in his bed with shock.

"By who?" He demanded his fists curling up.

Chuckie's eyes narrowed with hate. "Wasabi, he's drugged her."

Joe stood up as his rage reached the limit, "He's gone too far! Where has he taken her?"

"All I know is she's in his Head Quarters. I don't know anything else."

"Then let's go. Wasabi has caused her enough pain; he's not going to cause her anymore!"

Chuckie looked at him with a smart aleck look. "Why are you so interested?"

"Well…she needs help…"

"Joe…"

"Okay! Okay! I like her! Alright! C'mon!"

The two hurried up the chutes, Joe a few steps ahead of Chuckie.

Chick P woke up in a cold cell that made completely out of steel, the only light coming from the air holes.

Her back muscles were screaming at her as she sat up. Her wrists and ankles were chained that made sitting up seem impossible.

Something in the back of her head told her this was the karma for slapping Joe. Guilt building up inside her, like bricks.

The cell door opened, light flooding through into the small room. Chick P squinted as a figure came up to her.