The back up arrives

With no time to come up with a plan, I phased us all down through the flat platform, and found a fairly low, dark, hollow chamber underneath, where the first ten or twelve stepped platforms had rectangular holes in, making a low chamber underneath.
'I can't see!' moaned Diffy loudly.
'Allow me.' said Healthbar, and she began to glow, lighting the chamber and casting a warn light on all of us.
'Thanks. This is a convenient hiding place until we work out what to do.' I said, heading to where the letter was on the outside and feeling through the step for it. 'Playwrite, any chance of making them think we're nice people that they should help?'
He tilted his head and looked slightly upward in the direction of the now hidden crowd. 'No good, they're thinking in greek. They would I suppose.'
Doolittle looked up at him from having sat down. 'Try doing it through my mind, I might be able to translate.'
She got up and went over to him and they stared trying.
'I have a question' said Playwrite, who'd been looking round at us in confusion.
'Yeah?' I answered, still up to my shoulder in stone trying to find the envelope.
'That Fate she wanted to send all '8' of us back here for observation, right? Then how come there are nine of us?'
I span round, the envelope in my hand, and checked. He was right. Everyone one else was checking too.
'Hello!' said Don cheerily, waving with a grin.
'Ah, this is about what Dragon said, isn't it?' said Tingle wisely, looking at Don 'About the Fates not noticing normal human's anymore?'
'Yeah, I realized it was true when she said the eight of you were being warped here, I knew she hadn't noticed me, but if damned if I'm staying there without you lot.'
'And that's why you suddenly grabbed my arm!' I exclaimed, it suddenly made sense. 'You needed to be touching one of us in order to come too. We should count ourselves lucky whatever Dragon wrote in this envelope came through! Oh thank god one of us was paying attention!'
Don smiled and then looked round at us all. 'So, what now?'
'Well, we can't get the crowd to go away, there's some sort of anti-telepathy on them, and Doolittle's got too much of a headache for me to work on getting round it.' said Playwrite, helping an apologetic Doolittle sit down. 'Sorry guys, something in the block gave me a huge headache.'
'The block was the fates.' said Precog, having just done three pictures. 'They're busy playing games with Damian and Jorge at the moment, and I think setting things up for us, so they haven't even heard about Don sneaking along either, they excited and protected the villagers to keep us busy.'
'Well, I'm going to read this letter. It must be important.' I waved it at them, but Diffy cut in:
'Teeeeeeempest, can I watch one of my docymentries what's stored on your phone?'
'Yeah, if there's enough battery left. But stop if Hana wants anything.' I threw my phone and he caught it and scrolled through some videos I's stored previously. 'Where you say we is again? Affens?'
'Yeah.'
'Okey Cokey.'
I settled down with the letter:

'Tempest, I wrote this awhile ago because I knew there wouldn't be time to explain everything. 'I am sure you remember me telling all of you about the first Dragon using two abilities, one to allow him to see time spread out before him, and one to manipulate the lines of fate, in order to entwine members of Zodiac throughout eternity? Those are two of the four Dragon powers I gave you, two that are more to be guarded than used. The fate ability is much weaker than when it was in it's original vessel, the Fate I spoke of beating, but it is powerful none the less. When I gained it, I realized it must be the power the first Dragon used, so I found a way of going back to the time of the first Dragon, and got the power transferred to him. I see that may have been confusing. I did not lose it, because it was then passed down to me the long way, you see?'

It said a couple of other things too but that's all that's important now.

After that we settled down for the night. We woke next morning to hear shouting in the square outside, and discovered they were scared of us and planning an attack on the steps hiding us. We were stuck for what to do, but Diffy seemed excited and whispered to Doolittle, who giggled and nodded.

I phased us out of the little cavern and saw a huge crowd of scared, angry greeks. 'Right, Healthbar, can you do your glowing trick again? they might think you're a messegner from the heavens. Me and Playwrite can both try and convince them we mean no harm, and try and get round the block, and Precog-'

There were gasps from the crowd and I turned to see wisps of light swirling round Doolittle, who smiled warmly, grew much taller, gained a helmet, a spear, a sheild, became dressed in Greek robes, and became much more menacing, but in a beautiful, peaceful way. I saw Diffy doing Tai-Chi like motions with his arms as he controlled the transformation, making gentle movements to make the chance a smooth, graceful art.

Playwrite linked us to Doolittle's mind so that we understood her as she called loudly in Greek:
'Mortals! People of my great City, I am Athena, your goddess, and I came to you in disguise as a test of your hospitality. I am appalled at my people. I bring my friends from far away lands to show them the wonders of my city, and they are forced to hide, in fear of their lives! Athena is angered by you all!'
Instantly the entire crowd fell to it's knees and bowed, frantically, making apologetic gestures and begging the 'Mighty Athena' for forgiveness.
'Or that.' I said, staring in awe at Doolittle 'That's a good idea too.'
Her face appeared out of Athena's back, delighted and trying not to laugh. 'Buying Diffy those films was the best move we ever made!' She disappeared inside again and with a wave of Athena's hand the crowd parted to let us through.

We found the box Dragon had showed us on a market stall, and the Stallholder was only too happy to give it to us. I started by putting the folded up letters I'd written the previous night under the steps in it, and put it in my pocket.

We had just made it as far as the main building (Sort of Town Hall I guess) when part of it's wall lit up, seeming to fade away, leaving nothing but empty whiteness. Three small shapes could be seen in the middle fo it, getting bigger all the time. We heard a drawn out scream, and three people shot out of the void, slowing down to a standstill in the air, then landing with a bump.
'Fat lot of good Technopathy is round here!' complained Sam, getting to her feet.
'Tingle, next time you see Moira, please tell her that her method of travel sucks! It was all I could do to stop us crashing.' said Chelsea, as she too clambered up.
Evan said 'Geoff is watching our branch of the restaurant, and Shifter was, sadly, killed by Damian. Only us three could come. Want a lift home?'
We were delighted, and were heading over to the slowly closing void asking what had happened, Evan explained he'd asked Dragon to summon them, and when they saw VHS was no good for voids, they got him to take them to The hotel in DC, which still had a bit of a void because it was so huge in the first place, when there was a cackling laugh, the void closed, and The Fates descended upon us.