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"I...uh..," Tinker was rather speechless for one of the few times in her life. She was used to solving things with her head, this wasn't one of those situations, it required more emotional finesse, she knew that much.

Instead of saying anything she simply returned Stifle's hug for a few moments before saying, "I suppose if that's want you need me to be, I can be that for you Octavia."

The moment was interrupted though, as a red light on one of the walls began to strobe and a alarmed feminine robotic voice echoed in the room and indeed from other rooms in the structure.

"Incoming emergency distress call," it said.

Still holding Stifle in her arms Tinker only needed a split second to spring into action. "Who's tag and what is the priority?"

There was a slight pause, and then, "Necropotence ma'm, priority zero."

"Tara...and Radiant should be with her....what could possibly make you invoke a top priority...never mind, put it through."

"It's a little patchy ma'm but here it is."

A mature female's voice familiar to Tinker then played over the intercom, fading in and out between harsh spikes in static, her breathing was quite ragged:

"This is dead girl requesting a message ...sssshhhhhhh... highest priority encryp ...shhhhhthttt... Sustained heavy wounds ...shhhhtttsshhhtt...Light-Bright is mia *pant* think she got away but ...ssssssssshhhhhtt... Vector, managed to get in a good punch before ....sssshhtt... busted his shoulder ...shhtt... shatter my entire right arm, in bad shape. Dragged myself away, not sure if they are following. shhhhhhhhthhhhhhhtttttttttttt.... Omen and Providence are on the move, REPEAT, Omen is moving on something, and he has all his big guns out."

There was a pause of just breathing before, "Tired, reconstructing from pieces this small is ..shhhhtt.. need to find a place to rest so I can...SSSHHHHHHTHHTHTHTHHHHHTTTTTTTT........."

"The signal cuts out there ma'm, there seemed to be the sound of an some sort of impact for a fraction of a second prior to the message's end."

"That does not bode well Iris."

"No ma'm....shall I inform-"

"No, do not mention this to the twins yet. Ascalon doesn't need any more stress at this point and Nix, well, I honestly don't want to accidentally set him off. Direct conflict with Providence is something I'd rather avoid, they are probably the only questionably destructive groups of mutants capable of being on our radar in terms of the scale of damage they could cause if devastation was their soul purpose. They are not to be trifled with without cause."

She thought for a second before concluding, "Send it through to Feral, she and Artist can look into it, we can trust them to keep a level head and not set off any wars without cause."

"Ma'm."

Just then James rounded the corner of the door from the hallway and said, "Sam, was that for real?"

"Yes," replied Tinker curtly as she bit her lip.

"Do you think they have her?"

"Let's hope not," Tinker said seriously. "I don't think Omen would kill her outright at this point, but Tara would undoubtedly force his hand at some point; she's not about to let Omen live longer than she physically has to."

" Keep doing what you're doing Rick, I'll follow the glow worm into the mountain, make sure she doesn't pass out or blow a fuse in her head." Reaper called out as he walked in to the new opening. He strolled up behind Liz I'd talk to pass the time but I don't want to break her concentration. I didn't think she had this in her... Is be impressed if she wasn't showing off.

From the roof of his shop Chamberlain could no doubt have heard a crash as someone or something broke his front door down. There was some scuffing of the floor less audible from outside and then a soft thud, then no more.

Reaper reached into one of the larger pouches on his belt and removed a glow stick, " You know the Navy Seals use glow sticks?" He snapped it releasing the fluorescent dye. he shook the children's toy to get it going, "The call them tactical glow batons. some are no bigger than the one in my hand now that i got from a convenient store a block from the courthouse. Does the same thing just cost more. Do you get what I'm saying Liz?" Reaper pulled down his mask and flashed her his glowing pearly whites.

J.J. frowned and motioned to Ed who stepped between the two. "If you would like to chat, then come to my office. If not then please leave your grievances with my man here. In either position, you will calm yourself. This is a respected place of law."

"As if tussling with Mr. Strickland would solve all of my problems, no offense handsome but my door swings one way. " Damian walked past Ed towards the stairs," I'll meet you in your office I have a quick stop to make first." He brushed a few strands of his gently swept hair away from his brow and smiled in a manor to which anyone viewing would be unnerved.

Waiting inside the new Mayor's office was Ezekiel Portman. He had already made himself more than comfortable as he laid sprawled out on JJ's leather couch watching the media response to the big announcement. "Their doing the man on the street interviews....It's....priceless. All of them have their opinions and surprisingly they favor you." He sat up and looked at J.J. " How is it that you can be so loved by the people, are they all that ignorant. I can smell what you are from here."

Damian had worked his way by memory to the soon to be former office of Victor Elliot. He reached to the door's brass handle and it quivered. This room he was going to enter, it's where everything changed for him. Everything from this moment forward, will justify their end.