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"Hey hey hey hey no no no no." Nathan said quickly, sliding right by Jem and blocking the door. "Listen. If you don't come here you'll go Blazer Black. Bunch of murderers. And if you won't go with 'em, they'll probably kill you." This was probably accurate, actually. "I think... I think if we weren't screwing around there wouldn't be troubles, so I'm trying to get serious. Can you roll with this, just for a bit?"

"Lighten up," Blaine suggested, "It was the effect of my Mysticker."

"One put on a Blazer," Nathan explained patiently. "You are a Blazer. If you put the right Mysticker on your arm and trace it, you will find you have powers at your command. Like the rapier a second ago, like the steel shoes. That was my doing. With these Mystickers." He showed them to Jem. "So... yeah."

"Wait, wait, what's this about Blazers existing? How hasn't anyone confirmed this if Blazers are real and how the hell would you know if I'm one?" Jem demanded.

"Hiding from what?" Jem asked simply.

Alan was now sitting in a chair at the desk like he was told listening to the arguments around him. He was thankful that the second new guy had appeared. As a first impression he seemed like the outgoing type which allowed Alan to slip into the unnoticed roll. Whatever these guys were planing would now effectively happen to Jem as long as they did it one at a time. He turned toward Jem and with a slight bow he thanked his decoy for if anything went wrong.

Mike focused himself and begrudgingly he stood barely able to keep upright. He was too exhausted to train anymore. He heard a metallic clang from the room next door. He walked out ready to catch himself if he fell. He returned to his room and decided to get some sleep. Who knew when their next mission was going to be. He'd need to get all the rest he could when he could. He layed there for a moment and remembered that he still had his mysticker on. He decided it'd probably be best for him if he took it off while he was sleeping so he tossed in his bag with all his other stuff. Who knew what would happen, especially with how the thing had acted earlier, he wasn't going to completely trust it, at least not yet. He soon drifted off dreaming once again of what had happened all those years ago. He heard her scream, he had to watch it all over again. Why couldn't he do anything to help her, why wasn't he strong enough? His body tossed and turned as he slept.

((Also I knew about Blazer Drive a couple of days (approximately 2 weeks ago) after I joined. I just didn't say anything because I figured I had no right to. If Joe didn't want to tell people then I wasn't going to.))