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"Alright, alright already. It's a wonder this girl put up with you so long; you're quite the bossy one when you want to be." Alessa commented, but told one of her members to find Celeste. "She's our person when dealing with animals." she briefly explained, adjusting her sword on her hip.

Giving him a hard look, she nodded. "We'll leave campus when your friend and my member are here with us. For now, we'll leave the gymnasium. Everyone file out!" Alessa hollered to the crowd, making a signal for them to get outside. Before joining the crowd, she turned to say one last thing to Ryo for the moment. "Meet me at the front of the group at the school gates with your friend. We'll discuss further then."

Sighing Ryo took some bandages from his pocket and quickly wrapped them around his hands. "It's going to be a long long night."Moving outside Ryo ran to the gate, he needed to pick up on a scent asap as he ran his body quickly became shrouded by a cloud and when it dispersed all that was left was a black wolf with bright blue eyes. Letting out a loud yell to get people to focus. He hope he wasn't to rusty at this. "If I'm am correct. The bitc-I mean Alessa has the plan finished and is ready to share it." His tone was gruff and ended in a growl. It was like he was talking with peanut butter on the roof of his mouth. He didn't look like a sweet forest critter. No he was a deadly flesh ripping, blood lusted creature." Breathing the air deeply he found her scent vaguely, but it was her. Her knew it better than the back of his hand. "I have her scent, I'm moving ahead follow my path I won't be to much ahead." That and he didn't want to get trampled, even if his size allowed him to be waist high on some people.

With that he didn't wait for the gates to open, instead he did some crazy jumps and jumped over the fence. Running faster then the moon that guided him. The snow slightly chilling his feet as he ran. The bandages keeping his feet dry and warm, as well provide a bit of grip so he wouldn't slip in the slushy wet know.

Taking a deep breath, she quickly searched the crowd for a certain someone. If anything, anything went wrong on this mission, she'd kill herself for not saying what really needed to be said. Spotting a familiar snow-white head, she made her way over. "Nemo…?" Fyte said gently, resting a hand on his shoulder. Moving in front of him, she gave him a small, nervous smile. "Listen, I'm… sorry for the way I reacted earlier. But I just wanted to wish you good luck. A-and… w-whatever happens, I'll be there for you." she said in a rush, taking his hand and giving it a gentle squeeze. She had her inner demons to fight too, but she'd have to confront them later. Rescuing Tsukiko took priority, along with the safety of the other students. Hearing Alessa's announcement, she moved towards her tracker group, her fingers beginning to let go of his hand. "We should go now. Don't… please don't do anything too rash, please Nemo?" she pleaded, extending her pinkie finger.

Rooted to the spot by surprise, it took her several moments to react to Nemo's kiss. Suddenly squeezing him in a tight hug, she whispered "Thanks," into his ear before easing up. Lingering in the embrace for a moment more, she stepped back, finally releasing Nemo from the bear-hug. She couldn't feel the chill of the autumn air anymore, not with her heavy blush heating up her entire face. With nothing else to say, she pivoted, taking off to join the tracker group that had long since left.

Creating a ball of air the size of a small exercise ball, she hopped on, speeding off for the front. Spraying mud and wet snow as she went along, she took care to avoid the other students, who had not had a chance to change out of their dance clothes. It would not do to get them distracted, and Fyte knew firsthand that sometimes, clothes were the world to teenagers. Coming up upon the group of trackers, she stayed more in front, giving enough room for her to stay on her airball while giving enough room to the students behind her to not get their clothes soiled. No turning back now. I only hope we make it in time…

As the clouds parted, a cheshire moon glinted near the horizon, letting the stars glimmer in all their glory over a velvet sky. The mansion was bathed in the soft lights that surrounded it. Several cars filled its vast driveway, but no personnel or any presence to speak of was seen on the grounds. The lake that the mansion overlooked was calm and clear. A few small water craft bobbed on its private dock, but again no one was around.

The inside, however, was busy as a hive. So much to do, so little time. The silence of Tsukiko's little hallway quickly gave way to a multitude of activity. Before she had time to wonder what the noise was about, her door opened to reveal several men in white jackets. They did not take her away, nor let her try to escape. Instead they brought in an apparatus with a fixture that looked like a helmet with a wig of clear tubes. No one explained anything. No one even talked while in her presence. No reassurances. Only a growing feeling of dread as they forced the helmet on her head.

"They are on the move," an assistant pointed out to the man in charge, a slender striking fellow with dark hair and eyes. When he got no reply, the assistant added," We'll be ready to counter their strike whenever you give the signal."

"Why do you think they come?" the man asked his subordinate.

"Sir?" Turning from the window that looked out at the lake, he faced the lad with a condescending frown.

"Why?" he repeated softly. The assistant shifted from foot to foot, his nerves making him go slightly pale.

"To save the girl?" The response made the man smile, but not like he was pleased.

"To save. Now that is an interesting choice of words," he responded. "We shall see what that truly means in time, won't we? To what degree will these kids go to 'save' someone?"

Ryo didn't stop, he kept running. Not caring if anyone kept up with him. He just kept running as fast as his four legs would carry him. 'I'm coming Tsukiko....wait for me...please wait for me..." He could feel her pain. Sure he couldn't explain it, but he felt her sudden fear. All it did was encourage him to get to her faster. He was merely a black blur in the snow as he ran through the night. Wanting to get to her, get to Tsukiko. Wishing someone was with her, even the dream demon that stole her away.

Then she was gone.

Coming to a complete stop he looked forward. "They've done something to her....I can't feel her anymore." Staring ahead as the others caught up to him. His wide eyes turned into a glare as he growled. With out another second ticking by he ran. Moving so fast he kicked up snow behind him.

For the first time in roughly ten years...he couldn't feel her. Her pain, her sorrow....her joy. Everything she felt, he had as well. Even in her dreams, even if they were more muted he still felt them. There was nothing, Tsukiko was the most emotionally complex person he had ever met. She just doesn't feel nothing.

Arriving on the edge of a cliff he looked down at the mansion. Inside those walls was his girl. The one he was foolish enough to leave alone. Growling, this was his fault. Howling as if he was trying to reach her with his voice. In the most desperate attempt her could. Wanting her to hear him, wanting her to know she wasn't alone. That he was here, that he was going to save her.

"So let's get you guys in a nice spot and get you creating," Kat said after the introductions were complete. While her team got a bit more acquainted, Kat took the opportunity to procure some transportation. She had gotten a message on her headset from one of the scouting teams. They had located the area that seemed the location of the bad guys base. It was too soon to have intel on their security, but at least they would have an idea on where to set up camp.

Getting her group into one of the theaters' material shipping mini vans, she drove them to the designated safe zone. Once they had reached a nice little inlet, surrounded by trees and blocked from view of where they assumed would be the main battle ground, she began to set up a base camp.

Like a true organizer, Kat thrived on getting people sent in the directions they needed. She let her crew wander where they would, knowing they wouldn't go far. Popping open her trunk, she pulled out two fold out tables and set them up to one side. Then she grabbed a few giant sketch pads and set them on top with pencils. A portable crank lamp to see by and her little setup was complete.

"Get yourselves over here and get started," he yelled finally to get their attention. "We can't put an army out to fight if they aren't even thought up." Sometimes she needed to push her team. And tonight was going to push them more than anything they had ever done before. "Let's get this party under way!"

Nemo watched in quiet fascination as Kat got her crew ready to work. It was efficient and smooth, and he envied her the ability to think business at a time like this. While everyone got themselves organized, the scouting parties were out, the information and planning teams were working on attack strategy while the rest of the students that had come were preparing themselves to fight for someone they barely knew. But it wasn't about that. It was about protecting each other when all the world turned its back on them. It was standing together, strong and determined to meet the challenges that faced them, despite the hatred that was spawned by their accidental creation.

Sitting in a fold out chair that someone had thought to bring, Nemo took the time he had to do an internal sweep. He needed to know what parts of his power were available and what parts were poisoned by the men who kidnapped Tsukiko.

Palian was there in his mind, like a fuzzy memory. The angel from before was here too, though she stood silent and unmoving, awaiting orders as it were. Then there was the potential energy that Nemo had never put to form. He knew that because it was formless, it was part of what fueled Palian when he manifested. But since his demon was out of commission for the time being, Nemo still didn't quite know how to get rid of the poison that sat like a dull ache in his mind. The flip side was that he knew he could put that potential energy either into the angel, which was battle ready, or into the various half baked things he could imagine.

So many options and so little time. He would have to know what the battle plans were before he could decide. But part of him thought it would be wiser to put part of his energy into the angel, and part into creating shadowed beings that could bolster their numbers and confuse the enemy of their numbers. He just hoped he could stay focused enough to pull it off.

Palian lay in the darkness of Nemo's subconscious, too weak to do more than lay there with his eyes open. He had no body, but if he did he knew it would be in agony. Though he could see what Nemo saw, none of it was interesting him. The only thing he could think of was that he must get to Tsukiko.

He had been able to feel her almost from the moment those men had taken her, but just a moment ago their bond had almost snapped. It was still there, like a frayed and weather worn thread. The trembling tenderness of it was the only surety he had that she was not dead. But like a flame of hope, he vowed to find her and strengthen that thread. If only he could figure out how to move, that is.