~Day 2~

As the CBers waited for Ema, they all glanced at each other suspiciously. The whole room was silent except for the occasional whir of machinery. Steph is glaring at Ronan, who is observing everyone from a distance. Icy is doing the same, writing down notes and glancing around. 

Ema comes into the room, and immediately brings in a few watches. "Because of the latest... Accident, I have had to bring these in. They are a hybrid watches. They can function as a communication device. You can contact Umbra and me at any time with these." 

Picking up the nearest watch, Icy examines it with great care. "Where in the world is the microphone?"

Newsie hesitantly takes her watch. "I'm not sure I like this. It's so heavy compared to a normal watch."

"That's just the battery. These are prototypes for a newer tech watch we are trying to produce so they aren't the best we can do. Sorry about that." Ema mumbles. "Now, because of the incident near the main power source, we have closed that area off for now, but we may come back to it later, after double checking the suits. For today, we will be making costum backpacks for everyone, and we will be able to go inside one!"

Elementgirl immediately pirks up, and Cinderpelt too. Hotairballoon seems curious, but still sad about Spyro. Everyone slowly makes their way towards the bag making room. When they finally get there, Yellowfang rushes over and starts pressing buttons on the machine. 

Ema laughs, with a bit of an annoyed tone, at Yellowfang. "Just try not to scratch- the machine." She sighs.

Soon, everyone is clutching their new bags.

"The bag we will be going into is the one of best design.... Roman's!" Ema announces. 

Ronan proudly hops into his bag with everyone else.

"Welcome to the inside of Roman's bag! We can go look around. Let's see, he has a computer lab, a weapons room and a video game room. Alright, everyone is allowed to look around, but don't touch anything!" Ema shouts.

Tina flies around the game room looking at the different arcade games. While everyone looks around the weapons room, Anna grumbles. "Anyone else feeling sleepy?" Right after she says that, she falls down to the ground. 

"No not another one!" Destiny shouts. "Anna, are you ok?" 

Elementgirl runs over. "Get up get up get up!"

"Is everything ok?" Ema dashes in, seeing Anna. She checks Anna's pulse. "She's fading quickly. I have to get her to the healing room. Did anyone see what happened?"

"No she just fell.... She said she was sleepy. Wait, Ronan? Isn't that what your weapon does?" Autumn asks.

"Yes but, I know I didn't use it, and nobody of average intellegence can figure out how to use it. So, who did it?" Ronan asks.

"It doesn't matter right now. All that matters is that we get her up in the healing room before she's gone," Elementgirl screams. They all help carry Anna out, but when they get her there, it's too late.

Ema Wolf! I know who your assistant is! You probably didn't see my post on p. 2.

Yaaaay! I should know. One of my AEs names is Umbra. After that, it was pretty easy to figure out. Now, I have to slather the trophy in donut icing! Yaaaaaaaaaaaay!

Hello fellow CBers and Cbettes. I will be posting again soon. I will try and post AT LEAST once a week. Sorry I have been a little behind, I've been way too busy, but I promise Umbra and I will have something posted within the next couple days. Just hang in there! Thank you for being patient! 

My, how time does fly. (And I mean that quite literally. His wings are really quite ginormous.)

I would like to apologize for the lateness of this post. Life has been a bit....... crazy lately.

Oh, yes, and whatever speaker of the old tongue figured out my name, feel free to share it. Good for you :)

Day 4~

At about nine the next morning, an announcement comes through the speakers that sit on the walls of all the rooms. "Please meet in the dining room in twenty minutes for breakfast. From there, you will be escorted to your next activity.". The AEs and CAPTCHAs rush downstairs in a flurry of paws and and elbows, while the Cbers take their time getting ready before heading down their various slides/parachutes/jungle vines/fallout boy accommpanied entrances (Elementgirl objected to the fire this time, despite the polite robot that insisted that the flame was of the hunger game variety and would not burn anyone. Elementgirl had responded rather testily that it was morning for pity's sake, and the robot had backed down.)

Breakfast was pancakes, waffles, sausage, orange juice, and lots and lots of syrup. Someone yelled "Do you like waffles?" to which the entire room (except Chip, who was currently trying to burrow INSIDE his waffle) responded with "Yes we like waffles!". Someone yelled something about rotissery chicken, but nobody could seem to remember that being in the video, so they unanimously decided to just eat their waffles instead of singing about them. 

After three food wars, one syrup flood, and a duel to the death between two AEs with extra long sausages (this ending with both AEs eating their opponant's sausage), breakfast was over. The Cbers left the breakfast hall with some rather perplexed looking androids trying to scrape syrup off of the ceiling. 

They reached the main hall to find Umbra holding a digital checklist in one hand and a stylus in the other. Today, her long black hair fell in curls down her back, and her dress was replaced with a tracksuit that somehow managed to look like someone had spent several hours staring into space wondering how to make a tracksuit look expensive. A concerned look was creased across Umbra's face, but she hastily wiped it away and replaced it with her usual cool, collected, everything's under control expression when the Cbers entered. She smiled. "Welcome, Cbers. I hope breakfast was enjoyable." It was obvious that she was trying not to stare at the syrup smeared CAPTCHAs and AEs, who seemed completely oblivious to the mess they were dripping all over the expensive rugs. Umbra took a deep breath, as if to clear something distressing from her mind, and looked down at her checklist. "Have any of you ever heard of American Ninja Warrior?" 

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Twenty minutes and thirty fifty-seven seconds later the Cbers, who now all sported safety helmets and harnesses, stared up at a gragantuan structure that Umbra had called the obstable course. A 30 foot high climbing wall with rapells hanging down the front led up to an enourmous water tank with a glass bottom, through which they could see several sleek white canoes. Then, a giant trapeze swing was suspended over several layers of thick, tough looking netting, and the course ended with a giant waterslide that had several rafts tethered to a pool at its base. 

The Cbers stared at the structure for a moment before Tina yells "clbm!" Newise laughs. "Yes, let's climp this thing!" all the other Cbers cheer, and Umbra steps in front of them to tell them the rules. "Welcome to the Wolf Labs of American Ninja Warrior! We've added quite a few changes to the original template, of course. Now, I am afraid that while the CAPTCHAs may feel free to do the obstical course after this event, they can't compete in the competition for fairness reasons." several groans from the CAPTCHAs, followed by several Cbers consoling them and promising them jelly beans, steak, blue cheese, ect. Umbra explained that the remaining Cbers would split up into three teams of their choices. Then, when she sounded a buzzer, they would climp up the wall, canoe across the water, use teamwork to swing across the trapeze, and finally zoom down the slides to the finish. Whoever had the fastest time won.

"Be aware" she said, as the Cbers and AEs formed teams "That there will be certain unexpected challenges on each part of the course.". Of course, nobody was really listening. They were too busy forming teams. HAB, Ronan, and Mice formed a team, Newsie, Icy, and Pastella joined together, and Yellowfang, Cinderpelt, and Elementgirl formed the last one.

Umbra raised her arm. "ON YOUR MARK. GET SET. GO!!!!!!"

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I've got to go for now! I'll write the next part of this soon! (I have plans..... hehe) 

I can share it? I can share it! Umbra Luna's CBer name is SHADOWMOON! You see, Umbra Luna is Shadowmoon in Latin!

Top! This is really awesome! (And hilarious!) XD Thanks for letting me join! 

OK. Hello everyone, sorry for the long space of time in between this post and the last one. I've been super busy lately, but I managed to sit down and work on the first part of this. And now I'm in a car on my way to Florida with lots of time and an imagination full of diabolical ideas......

Don't you just love how these oppurtunities present themselves?

Oh, and...... yes, responses. Random Person, yay for figuring it out! You've got half the riddle.... but Shadowmoon is no longer around or, should I say, in use. I used to be her, but I go by a new name now...... one that I think someone older might remember. Although, considering my slipup with my age and location last post, this alias won't last long ;) Also, Mice, thanks so much! And we're glad to have you with us! Thanks for signing up :) :) :)

Now, buckle your seatbelts ladies and gentlemen, because this one's pretty long.

~Day 4, part 2 

Steph noticed the feather in the hubbub that followed Umbra signaling the start of HAB, Mice, and Ronan’s team run.

It was glossy black, about ten inches long, and trapped in Umbra’s dark curls. She stared at it for a long moment, before a stray breeze whisked through the arena, and the feather was tugged from Umbra’s hair. Steph automatically put her hand out to catch it, but it drifted just out of reach, brushing her fingertips as it went by. She grinned and stood up from the bench where she had perched. Mice’s team was still trying to get up the wall, so she had a few minutes to kill.

Steph put on a burst of speed, jumped, and grabbed the feather out of the air. Bending her head down to examine it, she caught a whiff of something not quite birdlike. Something fresh and, somehow, blue smelling. She closed her eyes, trying to place it, but was distracted by a harsh caw from up above. She looked up, and a shiver ran down her spine. There, lazily catching the warm summer drafts of air, were three ravens. She almost got the sensation that they were watching her, trying to tell her something.

If Steph could have understood raven, she would have heard this chilling message: Beware. Beware. You are in danger here. Beware. Beware. Beware………

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Unaware of the ominous raven episode that was playing out behind them,  Mice, Ronan, and HAB were about half way up the climbing wall. The handholds were easy to grip, but the wall behind it was smooth and slippery, making the climbing tough. Ronan, who had quickly calculated the quickest route to the top, took the lead, showing the others the best places to put their hands and feet. Mice nimbly scrambled up behind him, and HAB climbed behind her, ready to reach out and catch anyone who fell. They were doing quite well until they got three fourths of the way up. Then, one of the “challenges” that Umbra had mentioned earlier was triggered, and the handholds began to shift positions. HAB grabbed onto one handhold and let the rest of his body hang over the ground while they moved. “Grab onto one and stay there! Quick!”. Thankfully, Mice and Ronan quickly obeyed his instructions, and didn’t have to let go when all of the grips shifted positions entirely. When the handholds stopped moving, Ronan took the lead again, and the group quickly finished the climb.

The rest of the team’s run progressed smoothly, with Mice expertly using the paddles inside the canoe to steer the boat around the seamonsters, and Ronan quickly calculates the best speed and angle needed to cross the trapeze. Finally, the team makes a smooth finish with HAB maneuvering the raft down the whitewater waterslide.

When the threesome cross the finish line, a loud buzzer goes off and a bucketload of confetti is dumped all over the soaking wet team. Mice spits confetti out her mouth, and Ronan and HAB attempt to scrape it out of their wet hair and clothes. Umbra walks over and gives them a sympathetic look. “Sorry about the glitter. Ema and her glitter…..” Umbra’s voice trails off as she mentions Ema’s name, and the glimmer of a smile is instantly wiped off her face, replaced with her no-nonsense expression. “You can go get dried off in the locker rooms.” As Mice walks off to the girl’s locker room, she realizes that before Umbra regained her neutral expression, something else had briefly flitted across her face when she mentioned her employer. It had seemed……. Sad? Worried? Or maybe……. Maybe it had been fear.

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Newise, Icy, and Steph’s team run went smoothly, with Icy using her ice powers to speed up the process. Although the team still climbed the wall, as the rules dictated, Icy used her powers the quickly create handholds that weren’t there before, and the team had cleared the wall in record time. After they canoed across the water tank, propelled slightly by a stream of ice, the team quickly swung across the trapeze, and then made their way down the whitewater slide. Icy would have frozen it and just let the team slide down, but she had carefully studied the rulebook beforehand to figure out how to use her powers to her advantage while not breaking any rules. Unfortunately, the rulebook had specifically stated that the waterslide must be rafted down, so Icy just had to content herself with using small blasts of power to keep them off the rocks.

Team two finished with 5.3 second lead on team one. Umbra double checked all the rules and confirmed that, in fact, everything Icy did was legal. Icy grinned, clearing the water out of her hair with a quick blast of cold and a shake of the head. “Cunning wins again!”. Yellowfang shot her a look and muttered “Ice powers couldn’t hurt either.” Cinderpelt giggled and lined next to her AE and Elementgirl, ready for their team run.

Everything went smoothly, with Elementgirl taking the lead, Yellowfang coming second, and Cinder following to make sure her AE got up the wall without injuring herself. The three made a quick assent, each communicating smoothly with their team mates about the best route and nimbly scaling up the rocks. Once they reached the top, they sprinted to the canoes. Despite Yellowfang’s protests, Cinder forced her to climb into the boat, and they were quickly across the water tank. Yellowfang jumped out the instant the boat hit the shore, and nimbly leaped across the trapeze on her own, with her two team mates trailing behind.

The trouble began once they made it across the trapeze.

Cinder grabbed the last remaining raft and threw it into the water, where Elementgirl and Yellowfang quickly tumbled inside. The instant that they started down the slide, it became apparent that something was wrong with the raft. It sagged low in the water before disapearing underneath it all together. Cinder, Elementgirl, and Yellowfang all screamed as they were tossed into the foaming water.

That was when the auto safety should have deployed. The water should have automatically stopped, leaving Yellowfang, Cinderpelt, and Elementgirl sitting in safety on an empty, harmless slide.

But, when Umbra raced into the password-protected control room, all that was there was a smashed, mangled control panel, with the words “Hacking this place was way too easy” spraypainted on the wall. Umbra froze for an instant, staring at the destroyed controls. This room had been encrypted with a twenty-five digit, three level password. Only somebody very intelligent could have broken in here. Then, someone screamed outside, and Umbra was broken out of her trance. She turned around, sprinting back outside. There was only one hope left. And that was on the top of the obsticle course, with the emergency shutdown button.

Inside the slide, Yellowfang, Cinder, and Elementgirl were holding on, but just barely. There wasn’t much time left. There wasn’t any time left. It was now or never……

Just then, the water stopped.

Time seemed to slow down, as all the Cber’s eyes were drawn to the top of the slide where Ember, Newsie’s CAPTCHA, had just hit the emergency shut off button.

Before anyone had any time to react, a bright blue bolt of electricity shot out of a microscopic generator that nobody had noticed wired to the button.

Ember gave a shriek that was quickly cut off as her body hit the ground.

Nobody moved.

A small lump of plastic, the raft, rolled down the slide and hit the ground, revealing a large slash in its side.

And then Newsie gave a half-strangled cry, and any order that may have been frozen there a moment ago was shattered, replaced with complete pandemonium.

Ember was taken away, and all the Cbers were ushered out of the obsticle course, leaving a feeling of dread behind them.

Things just got much, much scarier.

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Dun dun dun....... also, quick apology for any typos...... I don't have my handy dandy spellchecking thingy at the moment, and I have to post this as soon as possible so..... hope nothing too aweful was misspelled or missed out :) 

Oh dear........ *facepalms* Ug, I am so sorry for how many errors were in that post. I didn't have time to proofread yesterday, and would like to apologize for the many tense changes, grammatical errors, and (UGH) the horrible mistake of mixing up Tina the thunderbird and Ember. I didn't have access to wifi at the time I was writing this, so I didn't get to fact check and..... well, what's done is done. Sorry guys...... *slams head through wall*