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"There are...channels which you need to go through for that I'm afraid Miss....Daughtry was it?" James said into the phone. "I can patch you to some who will have the ability to discuss that with you but I am not allowed to just hand out our respective calling cards if you understand me."

James then spoke into his helmet, saying, "Sam, I'm going to need you to jack the signal coming into this phone and have a conversation with the lady on the other end."

"Can do," Sam said. There was a furious typing on the other end before the connection on the phone cut out on both ends, though Serana's side picked back up with the sound of Sam's voice. "This is Tinker of the Hunter's organization. What can I do for you today Miss Daughtry?"

"You seem to know where our interests lie Miss Daughtry, I assume that you have enough sense to be contacting us on the premise that we would in fact be interesting in whatever it is effecting you. You have enough of a head on your shoulders to be running a very large corporation, I would think that takes a a bit of mental fluidity....oh yes, I know about your company Serena Daughtry. I also know about your powers, they are quite a bit too potent and your in in just the right position for them to effect the global market drastically for us not to have taken note and done our research. I will say however that you have had the fortitude, whether it be moral or on principle, not to use your powers to achieve your company's wide ranging successes. That is more than most could say."

There was silence on the other end of the line as the sound of a keyboard clacking was the only noise. Then, Sam said, "What is it exactly that is causing you to be contacting us? Something amiss in your company's logbooks of late?"

Shabby began to walk about on the street with the mayor’s daughter on her back. Well this is nice. I survive a building collapsing on my head just so I can run out of gas for my limo. Her forehead wrinkled at the sight of the in sewing chaos in the valley. What is going on now?

The street was set ablaze with random acts of violence and mayhem. It would appear that one near apocalyptic event for people makes them lose all inhibitions. Idiots. Looks like I’ll have to walk through hell to get you to safety kid. You had better be worth it.

“Hey you!” A thug yelled to Shabby, “Yea you with the kid on your back dressed like a freak, where do you think your going?” He approached her with four more in toe. Shabby refused to respond and kept walking not worried about the chaos around her. “Are you deaf….. Hello? Anyone home in there? This is our street, you aint allowed here. You got toll money b***h” The man reached out to her grasping for her long ponytail of hair she chose to wear to always keep her view clear from obstruction. He in turn received a kick in the gut follow by a knee in the head knocking him out cold. The other four rushed at her before he ever hit the ground, each throwing their own choice of attacks. She leapt over the nearest man in front of her while he went down from a kick to the face from an assailant who had been behind Shabby.

She jumped back with her left leg thrusting out at the woman’s face. What a progressive gang they even have their very own crazy Kung fu b***h. Very 20th century. Shabby looked at the last two and cocked up her brow. One man left muttering something along the lines of not needing this kind of s**t. She laughed agreeing with him “You might want to follow his example.”

“b***h I’m not afraid of you, I run this part of town!” He responded revealing a large knife he kept in his belt for such occasions. Shabby rolled her eyes as she lowered the mayor’s daughter down behind her revealing she had been resting upon her bow and quivers. “So you want this with the bow, or just my right foot, your choice.”

“You’re dead!” The man jumped in the air holding the dagger downward ready to stab her skull. She quickly drew her bow and pulled an arrow from her leg and shot the man in the shoulder. As he fell forward the dagger grazed her face. A little blooded spilled from her the scratch; she whipped the drop from her face. Rusty. This is embarrassing. I have got to get more practice in; working for those two bimbos has made me soft.

“If you think a little arrow is going to finish me, you’re sadly mistaken.” He yelled lifting himself off the ground. Shabby slowly grabbed the mayor’s daughter and hoisted her back onto her back and slowly walked away. The man pulled another dagger this time from his left boot. “Don’t turn your back on me!” He tore the arrow from his shoulder the tip blinked red and began to beep. He looked at it confused as the beeping went faster. He attempted to throw it but he was too late. The tip of the arrow turn bright red as the man blew up.

“Reaper was going to do just that before things escalated to where they are now. We’ve had our hands a bit full.” Soul laughed and shrugged at his own comments. “As cliché as it sounds I propose a team up. We may not handle business the same, but never the less our goal is similar.”

“Brilliant,” Justice coughed

“What was that?” Soul looked over his shoulder at him.

“No… that um… wasn’t one of those cheeky fake cough comments, I like the idea… honestly. I am a lone wolf type, but this is an entire city consumed by fear. We can’t really do much alone.”

Sasha smiled evilly at Zeke. "Oh, Mr. Tough guy. Is this really the place for such an outburst?" Plaster and dust poured down around them as the building quickly lost integrity.

"Shut up and give her back, You'll be squashed when this place collapses, I can get out fine." Zeke blurted out with an evil grin, " It's not really my thing, murder, but for the way you are I could make an exception. How can you treat yourself like that, especially when you can be so well personified into into whole other ******** it you don't care do you you'd let her die wouldn't you so you might as well be suicidal."

the building seemed to scream as parts of the hall collapsed upon itself. The building would not last much longer.

"Times ticking let her go and live or well...."

"You sure know how to show a girl a good time." Sasha replied as a large chunk of plaster bounced off of Zeke's shoulder. "You think you know me do you? I can play chicken just as easily as you."