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Earlier That Day:
Ophiuchus looked up from his scribbling, and looked behind him. There was nothing there. He glanced up, then down. Oh. So, there was someone there... A little girl. He frowned.

"Can I help you-" he froze in mid-question. That little girl looked liked someone he knew. Himself, actually. And a bunch of relatives. Confused, he teleported away, leaving the girl all alone in the library. This was going to take several drinks to get over. She left a vague feeling in his mind. And she wasn't even elementary-school age!

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That night, Ialo was walking around the school, directing students to their dorms. He retraced his steps from five years ago, up and down the halls. The room where Miss Ella taught him Healing. Spellcasting with Mr. Edmund. His Alchemy class. He smiled as he passed a brick that he knew if one tapped it, led to the secret Assassination classroom. He never told anyone else that he knew it was there. That was his private joke with the teacher who taught that class five years ago. Ialo must have been the only student not in that class to know where it was.

He meandered towards a smaller hallway on the second floor. This was where Ms. Setsuka's office was. Ah... it's open... Ialo thought with surprise, then berated himself. Of course it was. The school was rebuilt, wasn't it? He remembered coming here from Hong Kong, with severe jet lag, to help Kai change locks. He pushed on the door of the office, and it opened. Carefully stepping in, he walked around Ms. Setsuka's old office. He and Kai had agreed to leave what was still there as it was.

Ialo sat behind the heavy wooden desk, and looking up at the ceiling, his eyes glazing over as he thought about all that had happened. Truthfully, he never really regretted coming here. Once you've come face to face with an evil god or two, a few scheming Yankee businessmen were nothing. There was a noise in the distance, a gunshot.

Ialo's gaze snapped forward, focusing on what he saw, but wasn't there. It was an aura map, an ability mimicked in spells but ultimately belonged only to the dragons. There were dark splotches blurring his visiion - all dark auras. Two of them, he knew right off the bat. Danni, and Kai. Danni's was surrounded by demons, he sensed, but the were gone by the the time he made it to her.. "Danni!" he barked at the girl. "What are you doing?!"

Ialo sighed, seeing she was okay. He theatrically put a hand to his heart. "I am but a humble dragon who is glad to see that his charge is live and kicking," he said. He pointed back to the school. "Now go, or we'll both get in trouble. His eyes glowed, and the clouds above them began to move out. He was forcing the storm out of the area. "Not that I don't trust you, I just don't trust this place."

Ialo's little speech was interrupted by his phone going off. He glanced at it before answering it to see who was calling. "Kai? If it's about that lone gunshot, I heard it and I know nothing. If it's about Danni and her friends, that I can't really explain either-" he shot a look at Danni, daring her to do that again without telling them first, "-but it's clear now."

"Sir we've found Lima unit. Your sons suspicions were correct, they were captured and tortured by the sentry. They didn't talk."

"You're saying I killed my own son in vain."

"Yes sir."

A long silence came over the man. His scarred face blank before an answer finally overtook him. "No matter. Begin the operation."

"Yes sir! All units," the armored operative barked into a comlink. "Begin your respective duties!"



Set dashed through the underbrush on the outskirts of the forest. He had long since left Horus in the care of Bastet and Ra; for now he was fearful of god knows what. He was shockingly stealthy when need be, as he ran and jumped he barely made a sound. If he missed a jump, a platform of sand would form beneath his foot to ensure he would not crash to the forest floor. The storm was also his doing; he figured that if what he thought was out here was out here, the racket of the storm may hide his presence.
Suddenly he came upon a clearing. A larger platform of sand formed beneath both feet this time to defend him from the massive fall. Several figures could be seen down below.

Ialo sighed as he hung up. He looked at his phone again, then tapped in a code that would send a command to his satellites.

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Deep in space, a white and blue satellite lit up. Around the Earth, 14 others followed suit. They were Blue Storm, Ialo's private satellites that the dragon used to moniter the world for the possibility of another attack similar to Riser's. And it looks like their time had come again. Three of the satellites rocketed forward, hovering over Europe. They were 005, 007, and 009. The large telescoping lenses adjusted themselves, zooming in on the school. Using infrared imaging, they were able to make out the details of the forest. But they hadn't found the intruders just yet.....

Myia walked through the forest trying to figure out what she would do next. She didn't want to mess with Ella. 'Bloody hell. I can't think.' She put her hands on her head. Myia felt as if she was about to switch. 'Great, I've got a headache again.' She sat down against a tree to rest. Rubbing her head, she looked down. A yawn escaped from her mouth as she now ran her fingers through her short hair. She laughed lightly. "I don't look like myself." Myia looked up and stared at the sky.

{{Myia has a new look. X}}

"Ok, I get the point, I'll get out of here. And I'll be careful," She added, but cast one long look around her, opened her mind to see the auras around her. All the demons were gone...For now.

Without waiting for Ialo, she suddenly disappeared into the shadows, having long ago found her own way out of the forest, even though it wasn't a path. She stuck to the shadows of the trees, guided by the slivers of moonlight that came from above the tree branches.

She made barely a sound as she ran, but for the occasional snap of a twig, brush of leaves. She always felt a sort of freedom when she ran, and this time was no different. Well, sort of actually. Now that she was alone, the whole 'terrified of thunder storms' thing was kicking in, and she found herself jumping at every roll of thunder. It seemed to be taking forever to get home, and all she wanted now was the homey scents of the kitchens and a cup of Cook's special tea. So why the hell did it seem to be so much farther away than usual?