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It would take her several minutes to get back to the base which was located in a center section of the maze of tunnels. Once there, she looked around the nicely lit room. It had a table in the center, a few chairs over to one side, a few shelving area’s for books, and four doors to four rooms though one room had a thick blanket over its doorway. That was hers as she wasn’t much for solid doors for reasons. To her mind, a blanket made it easier to make a quick escape and allowed for a means to blind then bind your intruder.

“I’m home!” she shouted, taking a few more struggling steps. Her head felt like it could be made of air it was so light from the blood she’d lost. With her adrenaline having already faded she was feeling the wounds she had taken earlier and didn’t like it.

After that call she managed to get to one of the chairs and sit down, releasing a breath of relief to be sitting. “What the hell have you been told about shouting that loud, Fire? You know these stupid tunnels echo." A male scolded coming into view from his room. "Some of those tunnels lead to the surface and you know that if any soldiers are there they will hear you? Or are you that brain dead to not know this?” The rude questions came with an annoyed attitude from a young male in his early twenties, exiting his room with messed up brown hair.

He looked at her slumping and bleeding form and groaned before going to fetch the medical kit. "Why the hell do you keep doing this? Are you trying to get us murdered or something?" He snarled at her with anger and annoyance, coming back to her and opened the box. The box had three shelves with a bottom area, each section having its fill of supplies.

"You know we need stuff Leaf now just calm down and mend me up." Fire snapped at him sharply. Leaf rolled his eyes and went to work, pulling her tattered cloak off and tossed it over another chair before he started to push fabric out of the way and used tools with machines to get the bullets out. This was painful and Fire winced hissing in pain and tried to kick him a few times.

Each time she kicked he would move to avoid it and even grab her leg and force it back down as the machines did their jobs. "Maybe next time you'll learn to watch that damn mouth of yours and learn to be quiet when you feel gutsy to go into Dragon's palace." Leaf scolded her as she had tears in her tightly closed eyes.

He sighed closing his sea green eyes. "You need to learn restraint. We're the same damn age for crying out loud and I'm more mature." Leaf said sighing.

"That commander said Lysin's name. I wasn't going to let him leave alive." Fire pointed out through gritted teeth. Leaf rolled his eyes sighing as he couldn't believe that she hadn't put Lysin behind her.

"He's dead Fire and you know that like we do. Besides, you think killing any soldiers that dare utter his name is going to make any difference besides making us bigger targets? We're trying to form a way to take down Dragon, not make ourselves moving target practice!" Leaf said hard toned to her.

Fire didn't answer as the machines worked, moving themselves to the next hole and wound to withdraw with tiny metal arms the bullets inside her flesh.

Leaf sighed and when the machines went down lower he got out some spray and started to clean the wounds one at a time, drying and wrapping them. Fire yelled and tried to punch him only for it to be blocked by his arm before he went back to work. "Don't make me break your arm. We don't need you mending a broken bone." He warned her sternly. She glared at him and looked away, biting her lower lip as he sprayed more and continued his work.


Outside with the light of day there were streets and alleys closed off by tape. Several people in white jackets that had high collars and dark blue designs around the edges of the long sleeve jackets that came past the workers waists. They wore matching pants and dark brown shoes. The standing collars closed around their necks, hiding items that resembled choker necklaces.

The ones in these outfits worked removing burnt bodies and putting them into duffle bags that were zipped shut and loaded up onto a transport with cooler compartments for each of the twenty-four bodies. They had their hair if long enough pulled back into a bun. One of them went around and took samples of the blood stains in different locations, labeling each bottle as what it was before attaching the samples to a machine that read each one separately. After giving the nod others went and started to scrub and clean up the blood.

A machine like a towtruck was there and taking away the remains of scrap metal after it was checked for anything to who they were looking for or dealing with. They knew it had to be rebels but which group had yet to be determined. There were two handlers of the cleaning crew that oversaw all of this, their arms crossed as in one hand would be held an item about the size of a pen but was not so innocent of a tool.

When one of the workers had started to slow and looked to be slacking the second one turned a dial on his pen and pressed it, causing the person to give out a silent scream as their body suddenly collapsed. He released the button and marched over, forcing the man up. "Get working you slacker. You think you were hired to horse around?" the handler barked.

The man shook his head and quickly moved over to help one of the others lift and move some metal remains.

One of the 'cleaners' taking samples looked down as their device began to beep and show red with blue. Green meant it was one of their own but any other color meant it was someone else that either wasn't human or an escapee. "That's odd." She muttered quietly.

"What do you have? Speak up!" barked the first handler.

"Sir, the machine has said this trail of blood does not belong to our Lord Dragon's soldiers nor any registered citizens recognized as supportive." She answered quickly, not wanting to get a shock like the guy had moments ago.

"Run tests. See if it matches any prisoners or escapees. We need to know." He ordered and she nodded moving to the second transport to do just that. He looked down at the ground with narrowed eyes to see the trail of blood going towards one of the alleyways and he frowned, sneering and began to follow it in his brown and orange uniform.

He looked to see it leading into the shadows and his frown deepened. "Stupid rats. Why can't they just accept Lord Dragons great generosity to their pitiful human kind?" he spat on the ground away from the blood trail.

The second handler came over and pulled the first back. "Come on, that could just be something from a body that could be dead already." he stated. "There's blood all over in other places so I doubt that a person would had managed to walk away."

"Still we will tell his Lordship about this." The first said and the second nodded in agreement.

They both went back to watching over the more than thirty 'cleaners' that got the blood cleaned up before others were shipped in to start repairs on the buildings and streets so they would be like new.

Some people around and inside their homes watched and were shocked. Some were appalled and saying how they cannot believe anyone would want to destroy the peace and prosperity they had thanks to The Owls.

Above their heads watched from atop a building a man wearing sunglasses under a hood attached to a dark gray jacket with a dull bronze like color to it in spots like stains. He watched silently and touched the side of his glasses, running his fingers cross the smooth frames.

This allowed it to zoom in for him as he watched. His jacket was one sleeved and that one sleeve hid mostly all of the tattoos in black and red on his arm. His other arm was markless and posed with hand in his pocket. He stayed low in his jeans and black shoes. He released a soft sigh and shook his head as he watched. He was able to make out a few things said by lip reading but not much.

This man watching began to ponder if he should take over the gathering of supplies and take Fire off it. This was the third time this month she'd aggravated and caused destruction of some kind. It seemed to be her specialty. Strains of silver hair fell from the tie that kept his hair back along his back but a few strains of his bangs got loose and began to sway in the air of the blowing wind which was chilly from his height to be out of sight.

The 'cleaners' continued their work under the supervising eyes of their watchers and it would be later into the day before all was cleaned and back in order as if nothing had happened. One cleaner as they were being loaded up and were getting ready to leave approached one handler and cleared his throat. "Sir, I found this on the ground with these." He held up a few bags.

In one hand he held a bag that had inside a modified pistol and two bags that held two shells with strange engravings on the shells. In the other was a few more shells and one of the pistols found discarded that had Lord Dragon's mark to indicate it was military.

"Good, get on the transport now and we'll deal with this back at the palace." The handler ordered and the man nodded getting on. He got in and they nodded, closing up the transports and headed back to report in and go over the evidence they had. One 'cleaner' essentially they were slaves of both non-criminal and criminal, had taken note about the drops of blood leading to a manhole but had kept this find away from their handlers.

She knew this would get her in trouble but she had a plan to use it to get herself freedom from continuing this work for Dragon, wanting free from her restrictions.


As they dispersed the man above watching took a deep breath and stood upright sighing. "Well this is something now." He muttered quietly to himself before moving a step back then another and vanished, his body disppearing from sight.

He appeared below on the street in an alleyway looking out from the shadows and moved a few steps down into the busy streets where people bought items from stores and vendors on the street. He passed by easily and slipped his hand into a crowd, grabbing a few fruits and baked goods.

He slipped them inside of a pouch inside his pocket, warping each piece to a basket in the hideout underground. He continued on his way down the busy street, weaving in and out of the crowd with practice, including using his teleporting discreetly. As he went his missing sleeve began to unroll, coming down to cover his once bare arm.

Once out of sight he vanished, teleporting below ground to the sewers. He made his way along the tunnels quietly to get to the center. When there he was greeted by Leaf who was cleaning up the table, chair, and floor. Fire was in her room asleep in her bed resting.

Leaf looked over to the man nodding. "Thanks for the extra food." Leaf commented and the man nodded as he sent the disconnected hood to his room.

"You're welcome." The man with silver hair said with a nod and went, sitting down at the table. "I take it Fire is back and alive?"

"Yea if you call it that. I had to take enough bullets out of her I could reuse that metal to make another gun. She even had those larger Gatling bullets inside her!" Leaf exclaimed groaning as he finished with the blood cleanup and tossed the used rags into a furnis that worked to give them heat.

"She's the best thief amongst us so we need to let her do her thing. If she would learn some stealth would be nice or learn how to use that gift she has from her parents." The man sighed.

"I'll get dinner going for us. Tool's been in his room all day so maybe food will bring him out. Want anything special Silver?" Leaf asked. The man had been given that nickname based on the color his hair had become after being originally black but it had gone silver after he managed to escape Lord Dragon's fortress. His brother was given the nickname Tool because of his love of machines and ability to use almost any device given to him.

"Surprise me Leo." Silver said and the young man nodded moving to the kitchen section and got the single burner turned on, getting water from a setup they had for fresh water and went to cooking, pulling out items from an freezer they had and let things defrost before chopping up some fruits.

When Leaf finished cooking he put the pot in the center of the table on a warmer disk. "Help yourself." He instructed before going to Tools door, trying to open it only to find it locked. "Oi! Tool open up!" Leaf ordered slamming a fist on the metal door.

Silver fixed his bowl with the stew and moved one hand as he sat down, warping a young man looking around the age of seventeen was warped out, his hands is a position to indicate he had been working on something that was left in his room.

Tool looked around after blinking and lifting a set of googles that had lenses that could magnify on one eye with a turn of a gear he gasped shooting a glare at Silver who started to eat his meal calmly, ignoring the glare from the young man who looked to have one enlarged eye thanks to the magnification. "Hey! I was working on something in there." He growled harshly at their leader.

"I'm aware but now is not work time. It's meal time so you are going to join us and eat. After I'll warp you back inside your cave so you may continue your work." Silver answered before taking another bite of stew, enjoying the bite of meat he had on his spoon.

Tool removed his goggles and put them on top of his hair that frizzed out like his brother's some but was more of a ginger color. "That's still not fair Tsun!" the teen complained.

"That's not my fault Cole." Silver or Tsun as his real name was responded before taking another bite. Leaf brought Tool over a bowl and set it down in front of him before going to Fire's room, easily walking in past the blanket.

"Hey, foods done. Want help getting to it?" Leaf offered and she yawned nodding. She sat up and he helped her get out to the main room, sitting her down before going to his own seat.

Fire and Leaf got their bowls fixed and began to eat as well. "This is good. Oh, yea, Tool, I managed to get you a pretty unique part." Fire said to try and ease the fuming teens annoyance.

This mention made Tool's anger almost instantly vanish, the look of a kid on Christmas morning coming to his face. "You did?!" he asked excitedly, starting to stand before yelping as he sat back down when Leaf kicked him in the leg.

"Sit and eat first buddy." Leaf warned and Tool started to grumble and glare daggers at his older brother.


Above ground at the palace fortress some of the slaves were locked back up as others were lead back to their regular scheduled work. One servant went into the throne room where a man in his thirties was watching a woman that was dressed in what could be accounted to a belly dancer like outfit. He had soft blue hair that was pulled back in a high ponytail, resembling something more seen with swordsmen.

He smirked, his golden eyes watching every move of her dancing for him. The female servant felt repulsed by the music and the outfit a very select few wore to entertain him. She cleared her throat loudly which drew his attention. Dragon snapped his fingers which ended the music and the dancer stopping her dance.

He waved his hand to dismiss the dancer before looking to the servant. "Yes?" he asked as he sat up in his chair, wearing a nice royal blue and green shirt, nice pants and equally as nice shoes. He had area's of armor such as one hand which held a metal gauntlet like glove with pointed fingers like claws. He also had shoulder armor on the opposite side to the metal glove.

"The men are back and so are the reports. Your second adviser requested I tell you and advise you to follow me to the conference room to see the information on the twenty-four deaths." She informed in a professional tone, her hands folded on her lap of her skirt, wearing a dark blazer over a cream colored shirt.

"Thank you, lead the way then." He stood, following her as he adjusted the piece of a mask that rested over his right eye. Scales were on the piece of mask that was around his eyebrow, to the bridge of his noise, stopping around his cheekbone, and wrapping around the side of his head enough to stay in its spot securely.

He followed her out of the throne room through a side door and down this hall, their footsteps echoing off the solid walls on the marble flooring. They turned down another hall that went up before entering a room that held a large enough round table, nice sized windows, and other needed things that could be discussed or planned out.

Dragon took his seat and watched his top commander that had a device in hand. "Be on with it. Tell me what you found about the murderer of my men."

"Yes, Lordship," he bowed with his left hand crossing his chest when he bowed at the waist. Straightening up he cleared his throat and touched the table with the small item, watching as a screen came up then papers were set down in front of him from an aid to the commander. "We ran samples on blood, we also did tests on the fire arm, odd shells, and took testimony from survivors. As you know it was a rebel but who was questioned."

The commander started and Lord Dragon got a bored expression, narrowing his eyes on the man after glancing over the papers in his hand before resting his elbow on the table and his head into that hand. "Um...the blood matched the DNA of two escaped and deceased subjects. We think she is the same person who had previously on occasion infiltrated and stole from the palace."

The commander gulped as he pulled his collar of his jacket away from his throat when Dragon began to strum the pointed fingertips of his gauntlet hand. "Um...." he started to feel as if things were heating up. "So um given this information we are sure she is the girl that had managed to run on the night the two subjects were killed. We also are sure she is the same one Lysin allowed to escape during our raid on his rebel group."

"Do you know where this female is?" Dragon asked coldly, growing impatient with his commander.

"Well there was blood in several places and some were around some covers of manholes but we think that was due to the fact she was being chased by our men." He explained. "I don't think she's personally still alive. There was a lot of carnage and fire. I doubt she lived."

"Do you have her body?" Dragon asked keeping his cold eyes on the man.

The commander froze as he was asked that and felt his blood run cold. He swallowed hard past the lump in his throat with a nervous laugh. "Um well...you see your Lordship Dragon um...." he adjusted his collar as Dragon had narrowed his eyes to where his pupils became slits, "none of the DNA so far collected from the bodies matches the blood splatters that we are presuming belong to her."

Dragon's gauntlet stopped strumming as he slowly sat up more in his chair, scooting up and lifted his hand out of his uncovered hand. "Why do you seem so scared of me?" he asked quietly, closing his eyes.

"Well, all due respect, Sire, you do tend to get vengeful when news is not to your liking." The commander tried to say as politely as possible but was still very obviously nervous and frightened.

"That's a shame but...I can't say it's a lie." Dragon whispered, reopening his eyes and snarled showing sharp canines as he glared death at the commander. The commander was already choking and grabbing at a blue flames that encircled his neck and was burning his flesh. "You tell me a female who can potentially use magic that we didn't do tests on, may have gotten any magic by way of her parents who we did test on, is still possibly alive out there, somewhere in my city?" he snarled.

The commander struggled to nod as the fire tightened and brought a struggled cry to come out of his mouth as Dragon's gauntlet hand was ensnared with flames. "Don't you think that's a problem? If she's alive she must be with another group. Those rebels are annoying me and causing problems in my peaceful city. Are you telling me your competence has outlasted your life for use to me?"

The commander shook his head no trying to say the word but couldn't get it out as the flames grew hotter and tighter. "Then tell me why you are so useful still to me? Come now, speak up." He cooed but before the commander could try and speak again he gave a horrible cry as his body was set on fire by blue flames when Dragon threw the flames covering his hand into the commander's body.

He watched almost amused as the man in his forties went up in flames. The aids in the room with a couple other military officials watched in horror as the man was burned to a black crisp before the chard body collapsed, the flames having gone out after burning up anything they could eat at. "Damn it, that's going to stain the rug. Drag the filthy cretin out and have the one maid I like clean up this mess as we discuss our next move."

The aids silently nodded and two of the four went and grabbed the legs of the dead body, dragging it out and moments later a maid dressed in a way that pleased him went to work cleaning up the rug. "Now, gentlemen, I want to know where this female is. I also want her name. Find out if she's still in the city and if so arrest her on sight." He hissed coldly.

It wasn't the fact she'd killed his men, he's done that himself a number of times on top of others he told they would get one thing but were rewarded for death after carrying out his orders. It was the fact she was able to escape being killed or captured after causing destruction and a ruckus in his city he wanted to keep peaceful and under a tight ruling thumb.

"What do you order us to do, Lord Dragon?" One man asked.

"Speak to residents, tell them you believe there may be a rebel woman with accomplices in their area and ask if they have seen anything suspicious and investigate homes. I want to be sure we find her and anyone she's working with. No one is going to have a snowballs chance in the underworld at finding someway to taking this city from me or any of the cities from my brothers." Dragon ordered.

The men agreed and left when dismissed, Dragon not thinking to have any of the slaves on the cleanup crew questioned, not yet anyways. He leaned back in his chair, putting his feet up on the table and watched the female clean, smirking as he folded his arms over his chest.

Below ground they had finished eating and Leaf was doing the dishes as Tool had been warped back into his room with his machines. Fire had went to her room and was laying back reading. Above she heard a loud boom and jumped, looking up towards her ceiling. "Military? No...." she muttered quietly.

Silver also looked up from the table where he was writing down a few ideas to try and make a dent in getting directly to then handling Dragon. "Leo, did you install those drains as I asked?"

Leaf looked up and nodded. "Yes, I did. Don't worry, I won't let our place flood." Leaf stated as he set aside the last dish onto the towel to dry.

"Good. It sounds like a big storm up there." Silver commented, looking back down at the paper.

"What you got going on?" Leaf asked as he walked over and sat down after pulling out a chair.

"Just trying to think up different ideas for us to possibly try to get close to Dragon. If we can get close to take him out then we might be able to do something to free one of the other cities." Silver explained.

Leaf nodded and was about to comment when a loud boom rang out and Fire yelped before jumping up, closing her room off and went under her blankets quickly.

Tool then darted out of his room with a black rain coat on, running with a three bags, two on either side and one over his back. Leaf reached out, grabbing his brother by his hood and nearly choked the teen. He got a glare from his little brother but sighed. "Where are you going?" Leaf asked flatly.

"I need to recharge these packs if you want us to keep lights going and Fire's daggers charged up." Tool warned.

"Let him go get some lightening strikes Leaf." Silver instructed looking up to the siblings.

"But he's going to get himself killed." Leaf complained tightening his grip on Tools hood as the teen pulled against his older brother's grip with a grunt.

"He's done it before and been fine. Besides, do you have another option for powering some of the items we use down here?" Silver asked. Leaf didn't answer looking down and hated that their boss was right. Groaning he released Tools hood.

"Fine but be back by the time it ends. Got it." Leaf ordered then left for his room, returning with four discs which he tossed to Tool who caught them. "Charge them up as well from the lightening. I found some extra storing crystals so we'll have some extra backup on top of yours."

Tool nodded and took his leave, racing off to the right and when he'd come to a ladder, he'd skid to a stop. Pocketing the discs he climbed up, getting to the cover and pushed it aside. Peeking out carefully to see no one out. No one he could think of would be out in this kind of weather.

The teen climbed out and closed up the cover before going down the alleyway to look for a ladder. He had to get up high enough to set up the machines metal rods to draw in the lightening. The beauty of the powerful storms were amazing but also equally as dangerous to anyone out in them without protection of a vehicle.

Locating what he wanted he took a breath only to release it to calm himself down and began to climb. He kept his hands inside his jacket sleeves on the metal to avoid being shocked as lightening flashed above. At the top on the roof he unloaded the bags, unzipping the three and pulling out three metal rods out of each bag aimed for the sky. Tool spread them out before setting up the discs from Leaf also he set up on top of some plastic pans he found upside down.

Lightening struck down in a bright light show. He stepped back shielding his eyes and smiled as the bolts did off and on come down to strike the metal rods as the storm continued its onslaught of rain and power. He had to move and make sure the discs didn't blow away.

From the rooftop Tool could see out over the sea of buildings and lights that seemed to be swallowed up by the darkness the farther they were away. He shook his mind off the thoughts of how far the city really went before going to check the levels on the machines. He needed to make sure none got too over charged or it could destroy the batteries they sported, which carried in them crystal like metal that held onto electricity fairly well for a longer period of time before losing their charge.

Tool kept up the monitoring of the devices and once one of the discs were done he put on a glove and pushed down the metal rod. He picked it up and put it in a bag, repeating this on the second and third once they were also done. He looked on the items in his bags.

They were almost charged. He jumped back when a bolt of lightening shot down and nearly struck him. He shivered as water dripped off his rubber jacket and off the ledge of his hood. He stared at one bag before walking over to look over the edge of the tall building.

It was a ways down and he gulped before looking up to the sky. "I love the rain." he said quietly to himself. "It's like it can wash away everything that's happened and show it was not real." He said hopeful then that faded as he sighed looking down at the ground from the sky. "Too bad it isn't a dream."



Below the rooftops soldiers drove the quiet and empty streets, following Dragon's orders to look for any signs of any rebels. The vehicle came to a stop and the two got out in their military uniforms covered by durable rain jackets. "Are you sure we should be out here? We could just lie to Lord Dragon." The second one that was the passenger said.

"Are you insane?! He'd kill us! No way in hell am I going to get murdered because some soldier wants to try and pull a fast one on his Lordship." The higher ranking officer snapped and entered a building that was full of apartments with the soldier right behind.

"But sir, what do we do if we literally find nothing?" the soldier asked as they got into the elevator to head up.

"Then we find a hot little number and take her back accusing her of helping smuggle in money by selling narcotics and giving that money to the rebels to fund them." The commander said in a nonchalant way, shrugging his shoulders.

"Oh you are devious." The soldier commented as the elevator came to stop at the eighth floor.

"Of course I am! How else did I get to my position?" the Commander asked grinning like a wolf as he exited the doors.

The soldier followed after. "Good point, Commander." He said snickering and grinning moving to walk beside him. "Hey can we have some fun with whoever you pick out as top piece for Lord Dragon?" he asked.

"Why not? Who's to stop us after all?" the commander asked chuckling.



On the roof Tool blinked shaking his head and looked around, walking over to the other side of the building looking down confused on the roof of the building that had at least ten to twelve floors to it. He put a finger in his ear, twisting it before popping it out and listened. He sighed shrugging and went to check on the second bag's generator.

He had thought he heard something over the thunder but wasn't sure. After a few minutes he put down the rod of the third bag and zipped it shut with its plastic zipper and waited for the other two to finish, feeling himself shiver from a chill due to the cold rain.



Inside the building the two military men searched, speaking to people and getting told they didn't know anything with apologizes. The Commander was getting annoyed by this as the soldier was getting bored. "Look I don't think we're going to find anyone here that's with that woman." The soldier remarked sighing as he stretched.

"If we don't find anyone on the next floor then we'll go to the floor after and look for a piece of candy for his Lordship." The Commander said with a small shrug though he was annoyed.

Going to a few more doors to get nothing found they could use they went to the next floor, floor nine. They looked around as they searched for any kind of rebels or anything they could use as an excuse to arrest someone so they wouldn't go back empty handed. Well they would if they were honest people but on floor ten the Commander was hoping they could find a good looking woman to take back.

It'd be easier for them to frame a female than a male but if there was a guy they could link him in as an accomplice. Floor nine gave them about nothing. They thought they had something but turned out it wouldn't work as evidence to use if a court was demanded so left.

At the elevator they went to floor ten and began now looking for anyone they thought could work as a new gift to Lord Dragon. Some how a personal servant to him last time had vanished and was found dead. So a new one could make him happy and bring the military back into his good graces.

The pair went knocking on doors to find few success in ways of lookers. When they reached the sixth door a young man answered confused. "Hello, can I help you?" he asked confused.

"We're here to look around. By order of Lord Dragon because there had been reports of suspicious activity so we need to check all the apartments. You understand, don't you?" The Commander said firmly watching the man who gulped and nodded, quickly opening the door more and stepped back to let them in.

"Please, come in and look all you want around." He told them and both soldiers entered, starting to look around the apartment.

The soldier paused and nudged his commander to look and he looked at the photo of the young man with a young woman and twin girls. "Is your wife home?" The commander asked.

"No sir, my wife passed away during the great explosion. She didn't make it sadly. But thanks to Lord Dragon I with my girls have survived." He said before sighing glad they had gotten help.

"You work as one of the top builders for the city, right?" the soldier asked as the man nodded.

"Yes, I do. The company I work for had top ratings." The man answered.

"Interesting, interesting...." the soldier said eyeing the picture before moving as they continued to look around the apartment, going through drawers and doors into rooms and closets.

One of the daughters with brown hair came out of her bedroom, rubbing her eyes tiredly, "dad, what's going on?" she asked yawning, having a patch over a scared area of her face that had been damaged in the past and remained.

The man turned to her sighing. "It's nothing dear, go back to bed." He said and she nodded, turning to go to back to be as her twin looked out, getting spotted by the Commander as he walked by and unlike the one, the other had no scares on her face or legs which caught his attention.

The soldier moved to a drawer space, slipping out a bag from his sleeve and moved some items around before clearing his throat. "Though you do have a side business."

"Huh? What do you mean? I don't have a side business." The man said confused looking at the soldier.

"What did you find soldier?" the commander asked walking over as the soldier turned around to face his commander.

"Just this bag in this side drawer."

The man looked with his eyes widening in shock at the bag. "But that can't be! I'm not breaking the law, I swear!" the man exclaimed with some panic.

The commander looked at the man, cocking an eyebrow. "Are you calling my soldier a liar? Maybe it was one of your girls or their friends."

"No," the man shook his head quickly, "but my girls and I are innocent. We've done nothing wrong."

"Every criminal calls themselves innocent. Just come quietly unless you're offering up your girls." The commander said eyeing the man. The man was shocked by this staring. "Tell me your answer or is this a family affair?"

"Please sir! We have not broken any laws!"

"It's mine!" a female voice called out as the two were going to arrest the man. The un-scared twin stood in the doorway, walking up to them as her fathers face fell. "It was all me. I will come quietly if you leave my father alone along with my sister."

"Well who knew a little girl could be so into dealing illegal substance." The soldier commented sounding stunned before walking up to her and cuffing her hands behind her back.

"This can't be right, this can't be..." the man was at a loss as his daughter looked to him.

"You need to get rest. You'll need to take sister in for her checkup then to her classes before work." she said sounding sad. "I just wanted to try and help us have a bit of extra money."

She moved following the two military officers out leaving her father upset and confused along with her twin who stood silent, looking down and went to their father, hugging him to try and help.

She followed them to the elevator and down, outside and to their vehicle quietly. It was almost impressive to the pair but in the end neither cared that she had lied just to avoid all three of them being arrested. They had a good looking female to present as a personal slave or servant for Lord Dragon.



Above their heads Tool closed down a second bag and looked over the edge of the building. He frowned seeing a sky blue nightgown move into a vehicle of the Dragon's military. He sighed shaking his head as he leaned against the ledge. "Dang it, seems there goes another one. Hope she has no rebel ties. It'll be harder for her if she does." He commented quietly as the storm was ending.

Noticing the rain was starting to die down he looked and saw one last bolt strike the third bag and he went checking before closing it down. He would need to wait until the soldier and commander left though before he could start to get his bags and head down.

Returning to the edge of the building, he looked down to see the vehicle start, lights going on before it pulled out. Waiting a few minutes Tool would gather his bags and head down the latter, careful with his steps on the wet metal. He wasn't planning to splat on the pavement or to lose the generators by way of falling.

Once at the bottom he adjusted the three bags straps and looked around. Inhaling the wet hair he released his breathe, he made his way down the side area and went to a different manhole cover to go back down through. This recharge would give them time between another recharge until another storm came. They weren't uncommon yet also not frequent. They were spaced almost evenly which was odd to him and a few others but why question the weird weather when it's been that way since the explosion?

He found another cover, pushing it back and slipped in, using the latter and closed up the top before making his way down and then back to the center where the base was. Getting inside he saw Fire was up and heard her kicking a bag that was in her room, hoping she was mended up enough to be doing that without causing any wounds to reopen.

"Ah you're back, hey I tried out your printer machine and I think I set it wrong." Leaf said as he came out of Tools room carrying an item that looked somewhat like a stun gun to some respect.

Tool sighed walking over and put down the generators. "You set the polarity pulls wrong. If you want that then you have to set it this way." He explained and showed his older brother how to calibrate it. He then put the poorly done item into a side machine that melted back down the aluminum and multiple types of plastic mix back down before the robot came up and went above the melter. It came down with its plate and started to slowly rise with its blades above its body as side guards came down to protect the forming item from any distortion from the air of the blades.

"There you are. It'll be done in a few minutes." Tool stated to Leaf who nodded.

"Thanks. Be glad I'm good with electronics building. I got the power source made just needed the body." Leaf explained.

"I get it but next time read." Tool said waving a manual he wrote in front of his brother's face.

"Yea yea show off." Leaf joked and waited for the item to finish up as Tool stepped out of his room to notice Silver was gone from his room.

"Hey where's Silver?" Tool asked looking over his shoulder as Fire came out of her room, wiping her forehead off.

"He went out for some medical supplies. Said something also on getting us some baked goods." Fire explained as she got herself an apple, crunching into it and breaking its skin easily.

"Oh okay." Tool went and grabbed himself a cold bowl, warming it up and took the left over stew into his room to eat. Leaf was just leaving with his newly made item and once back to his room, slipped the mechanics inside the hard yet lightweight casing, locking them into place.

Leaf made his way over to a test dummy he put together and after loading in a plate with four small spikes sticking out like thorns he pressed the trigger and all four had clear to see electricity dancing in a square with an X shape in the middle. He smiled and moved pressing it against the dummy and watched as a sensor on it read how many volts and amps it took and he nodded. "That should be plenty to take down an Owl's soldier." He commented to himself, releasing the trigger on the newly made stun gun.

More like it was a duel type of weapon because if he attached any kind of poison or something to the spikes then used that then he could both shock and poison someone. It also was quiet with some crackling from the electricity but it didn't have the clicking noise normally associated with a stun gun type weapon.



Outside as the day was moving with the storm passed, it was cloudy which Silver didn't mind as he made his way down the side streets and back streets, keeping his speed relaxed and easy going which drew him little attention while he made his way to a bakery he found quaint.