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A group of humans wearing strange military-style clothing walked the ruined streets quite angrily. At first Lord Drago thought they were the Human Bureau, but he soon saw their badges that read, "Reich Fifteen." He remembered the old-world German word Reich, which meant empire. Empire Fifteen... well, it seemed he had run into a gang or renegade clergy. But then, upon further inspection, he saw that the Reich Fifteen men were demons just like him. Then he realized that the Reich Fifteen was an empire, not so different from his own kingdom. "Lord Drago, you are hereby under arrest by the Reich Fifteen." The first man stated. Lord Drago raised an eyebrow. "If you know who I am and if you know that I am here, you must also know that my army crushed yours many many years ago." Drago retorted angrily. The man frowned and reached for his gun. One of the men behind him grabbed his wrist. The first man turned to him and saw his expression of warning. The man who had spoken to Lord Drago first turned back to him as Drago himself settled his hand on his sword. "You are under... arrest." The man repeated. Drago remained emotionless. The other Reich Fifteen members circled him and readied themselves to take force in order to arrest him. In a second, all demons lay on the ground covered in blood except Lord Drago. Wiping the blood from his boot, Drago pondered why every possible nemesis and their mother was coming after him. Had his kingdom been exposed? Had it been destroyed? Who knew that it wasn't Drago, but someone else, that was attracting all of this trouble.

Lord Drago barked a bit. "I don't need advice, I can handle myself. Besides... I already told you that I was going to stay here for, how many years? Ten or twelve... then that kid should be mature enough to understand or perhaps help me restore my army."

Lord Drago stared at the sky as police surrounded him. His body seemed to go limp, but stayed upright in suspended animation. To him, it was silent. There wasn't a sound other than those in his head. Thunder could be heard in his mind, and as one large thunderclap sounded for what seemed like forever, Lord Drago whispered quietly to himself, "Advent Apocalypse."

A large boom sounded throughout the area. It sounded like fifty megatons of TNT had gone off several feet away. It was deafening as lightning lashed out from the sky at the men. Drago was nowhere to be seen. He seemed to have disappeared suddenly, although several moments ago he was surrounded and being beaten by police. The truth was that Lord Drago had become the Apocalypse. He had become the death of all of these men. Up in the sky he himself was destroying them. Drago threw bolts of lightning at the police surrounding the warehouse. soon, small meteors began to bombard the unsuspecting humans. As the hatred grew, Lord Drago's power reached its pinnacle; the sky exploded with a blood-red mirror image of the emotions in the air. In Drago's mind, though, something terrible was brewing. He knew that even if they were all killed, the diplomacy between species would be dangerously on the edge. As well as that his power would be lower than ever. But nevertheless Drago continued to take on the role of a god, opening his wrath upon those who had transgressed against him. After all seemed dead, in the same instant that Lord Drago had turned everything apocalyptic, everything returned to normal. Every police officer, and their body, was gone. All piles of rubble and explosion marks had dissipated. What had happened? Lord Drago was gone! He had disappeared, or at least until his power returned. Living underneath Charlamane's friend's home...

Lord Drago sat as a puff of existance underneath the house of Charlamane's friends. He was merely smoke at the moment, or next to smoke. His body quickly formed around the vapor and soon was an actual person. He sat panting in complete darkness. A green light formed inside as he created a small orb of energy. Drago set it down on the ground. The crawlspace seemed to be very very large, large enough for him to live until his power was recreated.

Lord Drago decided to try and get up. But he was deterred when a pain sprug through his back. It was when the cop had beaten over the back... or when ten cops had beaten him over the back. Drago could hear voices from inside. "Damn... if they find me mercy won't be spared..." He whispered, lowering the power he had build up to a normal level. "Well... I guess it's time to scout out this area..." Drago added with a grunt, talking to some strange invisible person.

Lord Drago sighed and decided that once he reached sixty percent, he would head out of the crawlspace.

Drago's power grew to sixty percent. He got up without a word and seemed to disappear in the twilight.

"What should we do?" Saeska asked, her eyes darting around.

"Only thing we can do." Tiana said and spread her wings, ripping through her clothing and taking to the roof. She pushed the skylight open and squinted at the lights.

"F-off dip heads!" She shouted and took to the skies. They opened fire though and almost hit her. The other followed, hoping not to be hit. They are occasionally abbrazed by some but never a direct hit. They kept moving too much and soon had hidden back in the forest.

"How'd they find us?"

"Followed. That is the only way."

"Tiana isn't it your job to make sure of that?"

"I handed that job to Saeska."

"There was too much excitment. That boom.... it hurt my ears." They all nodded. "What was that anyways?"

"I'll go find out." Saeska offered. They nodded.

"Be careful. Take Adrian with you."

"Kay." She took off running and then to the skies.

"We have to find Drago. Anymore fighting and the Humans might declare war on the demons."

"Or find out about that family." Saeska commented.

"What's so special about them?"

"They have a mix."

"Common."

"Not a human mix. It was right in the woman's brain. Human memories and thoughts."

"That's forbidden!"

"As are gangs..." She left it hanging.