Anti-Caleb had enough of my so-called "silly games." I knew that because that is exactly what he told me. He walked backwards to the computer - and punched a large hole through it. Anti-Margie and Anti-Jorgie were taken aback that he did such a thing. I, however, was not caught off guard, for I knew that his heart was full of hate.

"What was that for, sir?" Anti-Jorgie questioned him as calmly as she could.

Anti-Caleb ignored her and stared intently at me. "Try to pray again to your fake God. I dare you. I can guarantee that He will not do anything and have a ball watching you and the others drown."

"What makes you think that I will drown?" I asked, trying to not show that I was both worried and afraid. "I am not in the water."

"I know you, Caleb, better than anyone. You will eventually jump into the water and make the attempt to save the real worlders and your friends. Sadly - for you and not for me - you will fail and meet your fate. So unless you receive some big help, you all will die, and it will all be your fault."

I became outraged. "My fault?! I am sick of people blaming me for things that I did not do! I do not support blacks being in slavery! I do not support gays being beaten to the pulp! And I most certainly do not make fun of people's weights! But they actually believe that it is my fault because of what I am. I am white, a male, straight, and a Christian."

I took a breath and continued with my reasonable rant.

"They clearly have forgotten that what I am should not make any difference in the world. Is being white a sin? No. Is being a male a sin? No. Is being straight a sin? No. Is being a Christian a sin? Only if you are not a true one."

"Caleb?" Cassandra called to me. "As much as we are in love with your speech, could you please help us out?"

"Yes, Caleb," Anti-Caleb agreed. "Why do you not save them?"

Before I was able to make a move, Anti-Caleb pushed me. I screamed like a little girl and made contact with the cold water.

Splash!

I brought my head to the surface and spit out water. My body shivered, and I hugged myself.

My anti ordered the other antis to follow him, and all of them exited the area. Almost all of them. What Anti-Caleb did not know was that Anti-Margie and Anti-Jorgie stayed. They stood at the edge of the hole and peered down at us helpless victims.

"What are you two looking at?" Tris said sternly.

My mind wandered away from Margie's and Jorgie's antis and focused on Jorgie. She had her thumbs and fingers wrapped around her neck. She was having trouble breathing!

"Great. My body...decides to be...allergic to water now," Jorgie managed to choke out.

"Hang on, Jorgie!" I exclaimed. I paddled my way over to her...and got nowhere. I splashed the water out of frustration. "I hate my inability to swim!"

"Luckily for you, Caleb, you have us," Anti-Jorgie announced.

"Huh?" I lifted up my head to view the two antis. "What do you mean?"

"We are going to assist you in getting you and your friends out of the water," Anti-Margie explained.

"Why would you do that?" the feminist demanded to know. "You are supposed to be the bad guys."

Anti-Jorgie's robot eye glowed. "You should be thanking Caleb. He is the only reason that we are doing this. I told Anti-Margie what he thought of me. That I am not a freak regardless of my robotic arms and legs. He cared about how I felt even after I kidnapped him from Forlot. So if rescuing his friends will please him..."

"It would very well please me. Thank you."

Jorgie's anti was about to leap in, but Anti-Margie grabbed her robotic wrist. "You cannot go in there, Jorgie. You are not exactly waterproof."

"May we be of assistance?" a female voice asked.

In walked Ada, and with her were Anti-Mary Sue, Anti-Cindy, Collin, Joan, and Cindy.

"Hey!" I proclaimed with happiness. "Boy, am I glad that you are here."

Ada winked at me and shouted some orders. "Cindy and Anti-Cindy, you help Caleb. Anti-Jorgie, use your robotic arm to grab and pull out Jorgie. The rest of you will attend to everyone else."

The team went to work. Jorgie was the first to be saved. Then me. Then my friends and the real worlders.

I put on a big smile and hugged both Anti-Cindy and my girlfriend Cindy. I was grateful for the rescue and even more grateful that Cindy was by my side and okay.

"Let me guess," I spoke to her. "Ava freed you."

"For the second time, yes. I am a little worried that she will want me to return the favor."

"She wants to be a purple statue like you were?"

"No. She will say that I owe her."

"Well, I have news for her. You do not owe her anything." I planted a kiss on her cheek, and she giggled.

"Alright. Everyone has been accounted for," Ada notified us. "Our next and final mission is to take Caleb's anti down."

Anti-Jorgie raised her hand.

"Yes, Jorgie?"

"Should we save the others?"

"There are more people that Anti-Caleb is holding captive?" Cindy guessed correctly.

"Unfortunately, yes," Anti-Cindy confirmed. "The five of them are in the jail cell below this building. One is a real worlder who is a vegetarian, and the other four are my parents and Anti-Caleb's mom and dad."

My girlfriend put her hands on her waist. "Please tell me that the parents have souls."

"They do. And they are scared."