"Firestarter, now please tell me your name?"

Phenol looked at Bookworm. "Which name should I use?"

"Phenix, your new one." he said with an odd look on his face.

Phenol typed really slow, "P-H-E-N-"

Firestarter typed "Phenol?"

Phenol jumped back and quickly typed in "no, Phenix." "Oh," Firestarter typed, "Sorry."

"That's okay. Well, I gotta go. Talk to yah later Damion Sawyer."

"Bye." Firestarter typed, and Phenol loggedoff.

"That was freaky!" Phenol sighed.

"You're telling me. I've got goose bumps in places I didn't know I even had!" Bookworm said.

"I think I should start getting answers."

"How?" Bookworm asked, "You told me your parents won't tell you anything."

"Yeah, so? Doesn't mean I can't get information about myself. Just have to hack into systems in Kansas City that would give me information about my birth place and stuff like that." She shrugged, "Wouldn't be a problem."

"Well, why don't you right now?" Bookworm insisted, "Now's better than never."

"I'm afraid of what I might find."

"What do you mean?"