"Scorch, could we talk this over?" asked my friend, Blaster. "Why should we? You know that I hate water!!!" "Scorch, Blaster!!! Stop now!!!" yelled Earthquake. Why must he act like he's the mature one here when none of us are? I thought. "Earthquake, I'm going to kill Blaster one day and you know it!!" Earthquake looked at me with a strange look. "Scorch, you're not going to kill him. You say things and you never do them." Of course as usual he was right. Why must he always be right? "Hey did anyone else hear something?" asked Blaster. Earthquake and I exchanged glances. "We didn't hear anything Blaster." said Earthquake. Then how come he did? I asked myself. "Hm... I'm going to follow the sound." said Blaster. Then he ran as fast as he could after the sound. "Scorch, should we go after him?" asked Earthquake. "No, just let him. If he gets in trouble, he'll come running back like a cheetah with a sugar rush." I don't know why but I always said this about Blaster. Then we both heard a big crash. I really hope that was a chemical plant explosion... I thought. And then that's when everything went down hill...