The Binary coded man seemed to look at Fain for a moment and finally said, "I suppose you can't wear pajamas around for this, now can you? let's see... No... that's for boys... that's too 'distressy'... That might work!" he held up something to the screen that was the same binary code substance and it... vanished. It suddenly appeared on Fain's person as the outfit that Trinity wore in the Matrix.<br/><br/>"Something's missing... Oh right, forgot the shades and hairstyle." He snapped and Fain now resembled Trinity to a T with holes on her gloved knuckles for some reason. "I'll let you figure that one out." The Binary man said when she looked at her new appearance.<br/><br/>JD leaned back in his chair made of Microbots (He was having WAY too much fun with this whole "looks like ESP thing") and had it<span style="font-style: italic">walk</span>over to Fain. "Well let me start with letting you know that fiction is now reality, so yes, those glasses CAN see infrared, and Ultra Violet, and hack things for you. Second order of business, we sort of played a video game that did the fiction warping without knowing it, and now the world is going to implode unless we stop it. If you want the long version I will text you later. Since all of us"<br/><br/>"H-ssssccchhh-hello...sssscccchhhhh-an you hear me?" A familiar voice interrupted the two as every single phone in the room was hacked and the voice of GM came across with extreme amounts of static. "ssscchhh-amn this is harder than I thought. I would have contacted you sooner, but sssscccchhh-re were complications. I need to let you know, there might be an easie-sssccchhh-ay to do this. But I need help. is anyone good at hacking there?"<br/><br/>Before Fain could volunteer, Yui immediately said, "I am!" and within seconds she used her digital coding prowess to transport herself to GMs side. JD whispered to Fain, "Track the signal. Now."<br/><br/><span style="color: #FFFF00">______________________________________________________________________________________________</span><br/><br/>"So you're... different from who we were with before." Rukia said to Shadow Link, who scowled. "You mean Dark? He's basically an evil shadow of the hero. I However, am a bit different. I am from a timeline where the Hero was given the challenge to defeat himself. therefore after he did so, I just sort of disappeared... feels weird to live again actually." He then turned to Vaati and asked, "So how is it Vaati the<span style="font-style: italic">great</span>Wind Mage is a good guy?"<br/><br/><span style="color: #FFFF00">______________________________________________________________________________________________</span><br/><br/>"Well... I didn't think the Saiyan would be on our side. Good job on that one Doce!" Rukia slapped her on the back a little too hard. Asuna and Leafa said in simultaneous harmony "What's a Saiyen."<br/><br/>JD realized something then. "Rukia... how do you know what a Saiyen is?"<br/><br/>"Uhhhh... I don't?" She feigned ignorance. All eyes were now on her. "You know more than we've been told don't you?" JD coaxed, suddenly busting his Masahide Avatar out of his body in an effort to not mess this up.<br/><br/>"You don't... I can't... Don't come any closer!" She stuttered, suddenly regressing to a battle tactic instructor's course.<br/><br/>Ichigo decided to put his hand on her shoulder, and the result?<br/><br/>She started crying. Apparently hard and loud enough to wake up both Zach and Garsot.<br/><br/>"GM used me! I was just his prototype! I am the one who started this whole thing! I was created due to the death and botched spell of GM in the beginning of this entire thing..." She sniffed. "But you were all so accepting, and I thought this would work, and I just wanted to be real like you guys!" She collapsed into a heap on the floor as most of the former NPCs slowly realized that she was seeing herself as a huge mistake. Something that shouldn't be real, but wanted desperately to fit in and had gone to great lengths to do so.<br/><br/>"No. GM didn't do this on purpose, and you were never a 'prototype'. There is a reason he contacted us, and it wasn't just to say 'Get me a hacker.'" The gears in JD's head were working overtime. "Shit. he wanted us to track him. Anyone who wants to say anything before we go slice his head off, speak now or forever shut the hell up." He said.