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Sparky stared out of the back window of the taxi cab. She frowned for a moment at the thought of leaving Super behind--it was the lazy thing she had wanted to do. At the same time though, she knew that Super was capable of taking care of himself, and knew he would be okay--or at least, she hoped he would. No matter how strong she knew he was, it didn't stop her from worrying nevertheless.

Bullet blinked a moment as he glanced over towards Lea. He thought he had seen her staring at him, before quickly looking away once again. Staring for a bit longer, he let out a sigh and closed his eyes. As curious as he was--he was still quite exhusted, and thus closed his eyes for a moment, as he began to think about a few things...one of those things, revolved around his feelings for Lea and what to do about them.

Bullet wasn't the only one who had noticed Lea looking at Bullet. Since Sparky was in between the two, she had noticed it as well. Also, she had also noticed what Bullet hadn't--that Lea was in fact blushing. She stared at the two wolves for a moment, before letting out a bit of a chuckle at the though, then smiling. She was glad that her brother had found someone that liked him for who he was, even if he didn't like himself. And also, she hoped that he would do her best to make sure he stayed at his side--instead of pushing her away.

Bullet opened her eyes once again and glanced over towards Lea for a moment. He let out a sigh afterwards and looked away once again. Trying to figure out a few things. He knew in fact that he did care for Lea--and quite dearly. She seemed to be the only person that could keep him sane. He couldn't kill anyone when she was around her--not that was a bad thing. It was actually a bit of a relief. Even if he did kill people at times, it didn't mean that he enjoyed it--not like his other half did. But at that thought, he sighed again. Having Lea around had one small problem--and that was protecting her from Moonshot. Moonshot did not like her being around, and thus, he'd do anything in his power to get rid of her...no matter how dirty or brutal his plans or action in doing so was.

"We are heading to Super's. He was able to make a house here in Station Square so he wouldn't have to live alone out in the country anymore. He left for the country again but came back only recently. If we're lucky, I think it'll still be safe to go. If G.U.N. hasn't found it's location, that is." While Sickle had the utmost trust in Super's hiding abilities, you never know when the government would get so paranoid it would start screening every house in the main city and it's suburbs.

(G.U.N?)

(*Looks at Lea* GUN POST?!)

"Can't you see I'm watching TV?" Super yelled out, waving his hand dramatically, where a piece of luke warm pizza crust was still held unto. There was a moment of silence and the show cut to a commerical break. "Ah, okay, now we can talk." Super stood up and walked around the couch, then leaned against it on the otherside, facing Dunnel. As he stood there, he smirked at Dunnel. "Hey, I remember you from my days back at G.U.N. You are the only man I know who has had more shoes then wives." He pointed to the officer next to him, "Back then, he was remarried, like, what, five times? Six? So much for love, eh? Ah, forget it. G.U.N. was a nasty place, but I'm sure your condescending, rude, power-hungry Commander Brass made the place much more efficent. And illigal, might I add. While were on the subject of G.U.N., do you remember my placement in the military? The top special agent, I was ranked higher then you. And I'm, like, what, in my twenties? How old are you, Duncecap? That's your name, right? It's been so long, y'know."

"Well, if the Government could ever get it's act together and mobalize, you may of gotten all that your threatening in this town already. Thing is, All you've got is me, someone who doesn't break laws, who has only helped out the betterment of society and the well-being of others. But hey, as long as we are sharing our photography..." He pulled out his wallet and shifted through the things in there, before putting it away and checking the other pocket. "Swear I put it in my wallet." He said a moment before producing some photos. "Let's see here... Oh, here's a fancy one I took of you and one of your buddies at a street corner. Whose that tramp your talking to, leaning into the car. She doesn't exactly look like your wife." He said, throwing it on the floor.

It was certainly a strange thing for the hedgehog to look so prepared to burn the hell out of Dunnel, but in actuality, Super had a couple of his new camera's posted throughout the city and near G.U.N. bases. He kept many of the pictures at home, but there were many kept in Sickle's bedroom, just in case the wolf was caught off-guard. While producing his own pictures, he looked over the ones Dunnel had presented. Not one of them was near his house nor was Sickle ever near them. He only caught one picture of Kairi and Sparky at the mall and the rest were targeting merely the hedgehog and Sparky. "Wow, I love this one Dunnel. Now, I'm not sure, but when I took this picture of your drinking buddy Colonel Hubert passing cash to a known terrorist, I had to think that maybe the protection you guys give isn't so good. It's like a country committing suicide, really." He flipped the photo on the floor.

Pulling out two more photos of people Super knew Dunnel was friends with and one last one he pulled out of his vest pocket, the Hedgehog through the other two down and stopped on this one. "Now, This one is a special favorite. I have one here, at home, and a couple of pizza joints have graciously had this picture mounted on their wall. Many people love to think it's doctored, but sense your copter-buddy yelled out about it, I have to show it. You see, I know why your here. It's for Project Sickle. Well, the truth is, I never really met the guy until today. It looks like your constant watch over me should of shown that, but obviously, you don't know where I live. If you wanted to make me fear you guys, you would show closeups on my house, maybe a few pictures of me and the Project, but as it looks... nope." Super laid his head back on air a moment. "But you see, this picture... it's great, really. Old, too. Wanna know how old? Over six years old. That's back when I worked under Olin as Commander. I believe you were trying to become a lobbyist back then, but I digress." Super flashed the picture. "Now, you see, this looks like a picture of Me, Brass, and Project: Sickle, and Olin in the same room. Now, whats great about this one is Brass's expression as Olin tells him to shut the project down, claiming that the creature before us is a sin against God and humanity. I remember the day well. Now, I'm only there because I was talking to Olin prior and the issue was reported. But what is great about this one is that the genetic experimentation is illegal and Brass still did it, Brass still does it - Don't think I don't know of your other Projects you've got going - and the obviousness of it all. Oh, and that Brass looks like an idiot. Priceless. Heh." Super through it on the floor. He added. "The image is taken by a security camera. Brass was never one for common sense."

"Don't give me that bull. Chan Kin, the Chinese underworld overlord that is that picture, spoke differently about that when I had his throat at the end of my sword." He smirked. "It's amazing how weak the soul can get when you think you are gonna die. It's good thing it leaves the body when you die, at least then Mr. Kim had one shred of dignity left." Super stepped on the picture then, as if rubbing the scum off his foot.

He turned to look back at Dunnel and his men. "Oh, and last I checked, Brass has sense ended all trust against animals. Seems that way because he has made no motion towards protecting the ones across the sea which are being massacred daily by roving bands of vigilantes." He smirked, "Guardian Unit of Nations, my a**." He stopped leaning against the coach and stood in front of Dunnel now. "Well, I'm actually not too big on speaking with scum or racists, so you can't imagine how tired I am of speaking to you. So I leave you with two choices. Let me leave through the door right there and let me go about the rest of my day as Station Square residents return after yesterday, or we do this the hard way. And let me tell you now - you lose less personal and robots the other way, and the result stays the same."

Sickle spun the last corner and floored the last bit towards an alleyway. As he spun, something hit the roof of his car and he just kept jetting until they finally hit the spot and Sickle slowed the taxi way down and opened the door, but stayed in the car. "Alright, we are a block away from Super's place. There is a path kids use that is completely covered from outside sight from this point. They use it to cut through the neighborhood, but is mostly used by gang members who run from the cops. They don't know about us knowing about it, so grab all that you can and move a long it. Uhh.... Kairi, can you take the lead and check everything. Just grab something light that doesn't make noise Lea, can you check on your brother? Bullet, can you help us carry the heavier things, and help your sister a bit. Me and Super will grab the heaviest stuff if Slash isn't awake. I don't think he will be, the stuff I used on him should put him out until tomorrow. I'll lift him, don't worry." He got out of the car and looked at Super, who was standing on top of the roof of the taxi.

"Did you notice me wave in the rearview mirror?" He smirked. Sickle just shook his head and tapped his nose. Super hopped off and stood near the back of the car, awaiting Sickle to pop the trunk of the taxi. When he did, he waved towards the first ones to notice he was suddenly with them.