Before Jake could respond, a dark hunter jumped out of the shadows. He held a blade against clara's throat. "Tell me where the mask of ultimate power is, or I'll slit the pretty lady's throat." Said the dark hunter. "Why is everybody after me for something?! I really don't know anything!" Jake yelled. The dark hunter snickered. "Is that so? Because a few days ago, you were bragging about how you had it in your posession." I did? Jake thought to himself, confused. The mask of ultimate power sounded familiar to him, but he couldn't recall any specific details. "Last chance..." the dark hunter said, holding the blade closer to clara. "Please, jake... " pleaded clara. "We knew each other...we were very close...you wouldn't let this happen to me..." she choked. Jake recognized something in clara's voice. He knew that he had to help her.