The morning sun begins to rise over the city of Tewen, casting its rays through orange and yellow across the sky, scattering against the overcast of clouds. Down below, everything seemed quiet and calm. However, this was only the description of the atmosphere itself. Coming into the city were many black vehicles and aircraft, all branded by the "LAW" insignia on them. They were moving through the streets quietly and loudly, making their way for the central district of Thompson, where a large group of warehouses stood with many LAW officials standing around it, making sure each vehicle that entered was authorized to enter. One of them happen to be a LAW jeep with Jason in it. He shows them his badge and is allowed inside.

Upon entering, his eyes are met with the most assortment of high armored vehicles, weapons, and officers. And all around here, he could hear the rumbling of the cars and tanks, and the bustle of the men and women walking around. He would come to a stop afterwards and leap out the car, being greeted by a man walking over, one of old age, wearing the normal LAW-lieutenant uniform.

"Jason Dinguard, I presume," the man replies. Jason nods. "This is a rather interesting scenario we got here. Have the two corporations really gotten this bad?"

"You don't even know the half of it. Do you have all the equipment?"

"Yes, yes, everything is here. Also, the guys you requested to join you should arrive by noon. And what about the non-LAW recuits? Are they ready?"

"Yes, but they have decided to prepare for the mission on their own. But we are all to meet here around 7 o clock, as we have decided, before we begin for Matissi."

"Very well, then. But, before you do anything, you should come over here. We have some new accessories you personally might be interested in."

"New accessories, huh," Jason says with a smirk. "Very well. Show me the way."

((OOC: And let it begin! >_< Be sure to disable your sigs when posting here, to not distract from the posts. Thank you.))

Earlier that morning, 02:30 hrs.
USMC C-130 above the city of Tewen
Altitude - 30,000 FT.

The four uniformed soldiers sat in a row, listening to the last of their briefing before putting on their oxygen masks. Enter the city, make contact with the main LAW division which would be handling the ground operations, and proceed with the infiltration of both Phoenix and Dragon, the ultimate goal being the assassination of both organizations leaders. No timeframe or other objectives.

"Kill anyone who tries to interfere. By rights, LAW shouldn't even know about you. But the president insisted on it. Once you're doing your thing however, you are entirely black. The Navy will disavow your existance, so try not to get killed or caught."

The voice on the PA system crackles a bit.

"Alright, you've all got your gear ready?"

The woman responds first with a "Yes, sir."
The skinnier man replies next, "Tanner, ready to go."
Followed by the tallest, "Mavis, all set."
And the last, "Phillips, Good to go."

"Okay. Good luck. We're almost over the dropzone, so stay frosty."

---

Teliko, Guy, Hal, and Brandon all hit the ground around 3 am in the morning. They ditch their parachutes and immediatly do a weapons check. Teliko checks her pistols, Hal and Brandon check their assault rifles, and Guy calibrates the sights on his sniper rifle.

"We good?" asks Teliko.

"Roger, Boss." says Hal.

"Good to go." says Guy.

"Ready." says Brandon.

"First mission objective is to make contact with the LAW forces in the district of Thompson. They're set up a field HQ in a group of warehouses. Everyone got your ID's?" says Teliko.

The other three nod.

"Okay. Let's move."

/Moros just sent me a message, he said that the three of them are in and things are going as planned. But I'm worried about Enya's condition. Moros said that he had an attack earlier and hasn't woken up since. Dolos is not very happy about his being totally out of it, but there's nothing he can do./

'I expected that after he told me about the incident with Oizys. I already contacted Aphrodite-sama and she picked a healer to assist us.'

/Eris-sama is still too busy to come down herself?/

'You should know the reason. Anyway, the healer will come with us when infiltrating Phoenix. How's things on your side?'

/Peachy. Jason left his two shifters with us and went to meet his LAW people. I told rabbit girl's friends about their orders and they are already on their way. We'll be meeting up with Jason at seven later. I need coffee or something./

'No drugs. You have got enough in your bloodstream to last until the antidote is ready.'

/I know I know. And no cigarette too, right? I'll take care of myself, don't worry about it./

'Now, shoo. I'll need to finish my breakfast.'

/Aye aye, captain./

Phobos smiled as his partner's telepathic voice faded off from their bond, and went back to sipping the coffee that was still warm in his hands. He scanned the hotel room with his eyes, taking in the standing Exile, meditating Yuri, sleeping Alcaedo and Nemesis, who was chewing on a piece of toast as she read the newspapers.

"Deimos called?" The female redhead seating across him lifted a knowing eyebrow and took another generous bite. "Any news?"

"Not much from his side, except they will be moving at seven. Aphrodite-sama's healer will arrive in half an hour, and we will wait for Moros's signal."

Nemesis frowned, "Dolos is a careful person and Moros is unpredictable. Shouldn't we be more cautious?"

"I trust him." Phobos said simply. "He will not betray us."

"Let's hope that's the truth." Nemesis wiped the edge of her mouth with a handkerchief and moved on to a glass of orange juice. "I'll hate to have to kill him too."

[OOC: The healer mentioned, is Hygeia. Rabbit girl's friends, are Corlerina and Vengreche. I don't know what will they be doing as well. Anyway, I'll get Yume to post soon.]

The old man walks Jason over to a table, presenting him with several items scattered out across the table. He picks up the first one, this one being normal shades. "This is your eyewear. Knowing you, I was pretty sure you would want some stylish accessory. However, you would also want something useful, too. I made sure to remedy that situation. Here, out them on."

Jason removes the shades already on his face, replacing them with the ones given to him. Placing them onto the bridge of his nose, he rests it there and raises an eyebrow. "What's different," he asks the lieutenant.

"Press the button on the left arm of it."

"Button?" Jason's left hand comes up and presses an outward button on the sides of the shades. Next thing he knew, he was now seeing in colors of green and black. "Is this..."

"That's right. Night vision. But that isn't all. Press the button on the right side of it."

Shrugging, his right index finger touches the surprise button. And now, he was seeing in very bright colors of red, orange, and yellow, with a few green here and there. "Heat vision."

"Exactly. Isn't it great," the man says to Jason. "Simply press the button again to revert it back to normal. Now, that's not all. I have a few more things for you."

He walks to the right to the next item and picks up a cylinder like object. "This is a gauntlet. You wear it on one of your forearms. Here, go ahead." Not hesitating, Jason straps the object around his right forearm, raising it to make sure it was secure. "Now, press that button," the old guy says, pointing to it on the item. So far so good, yet why were there so many buttons? Not deciding to ask, he does as asked, and suddenly two curved like extensions spread from each side of the gauntlet.

"What the," Jason says.

"That is your more easily accessible crossbow. No longer do you have to worry about carrying it around in view. This one is more travel capable and allows for easier aim. Simply place your arrow here," he says, pointing to the loading latch. "And click squeeze your right fist. The muscle tenseness will release the arrow, but only if you have the safety off. The saftey is automatically turned off whenever you latch an arrow, but is turns back on whenever the arrow leaves the crossbow. Now, I have one more thing to show you."

Walking one last time, he comes to a silver suitcase resting on the table. "What is this," Jason asks. The officer opens the case, revealing three bottles settled in a foam like cushion.

"This is not from LAW, but a gift from Hades."

"Hades?"

"Well, I'm not completely sure what this does, but a contact from there stated that the liquid within each bottle will do something extrodinary to its consumer when drank. We do not know what, but they said they will later inform us of its purpose later during the mission."

Jason shuts the case and looks to the man. "Thank you for the help, Mister..."

"Piere. Call me Piere."

"Yes, Piere. Now, since this is all settled, I'm going to go grab me something to eat. I'll be back."

"Take care."

Jason nods, getting back into his jeep before turning the ignition, now riding out of the place.

With the creation of a novice' mental barrier, Yuri's mind slips from its state of intense meditation:

//A lot's changed. Or maybe, I'm too busy looking at the specifics to see the 'grandeur' of it all. Somehow, I just wish Kaito trusted me... I'm pathetic.//

Slowly, the kunoichi's chest heaves. In and out. Keeping both eyes closed, the lily delves deeper into her own thoughts, though still keeping her senses keen to the comings and goings of those around her.

//God, what's he done to me...? I suppose I can see why he's kept this from me, but... there's still so much I don't know about him. Likes. Dislikes. What he did before all of this...

Hades is pretty interesting, though... A global organization that... I'm sure not even many of the employees realize what exactly is going on, not that Phobos has told me everything. Psychics everywhere, not to mention how covert everything is... both gangs parade around, but here. I can't help but think how many strings Kaito had to pull to get me here; though, maybe this was his plan from the beginning. I never know with him...

Adrastos. How ironic. The Greek King Argos who refused to run away. But Kaito, isn't that what he's doing...?//

(OOC: Sorry for how long it's taken to post; school work's been hectic. Oh, and "Adrastos" is Kaito's alias in Hades.)

The black jeep moved down the street, where cars were less in view, due to the earlier evacuation order presented out to the city. Unfortunately, not everyone listened, obviously attached to their lives or simply maybe not being able to leave for other puposes, such as having no vehicle to leave or something else that is a hinder. Jason could only hope they leave soon, or he would be devasated if more victims were taken by this unnecessary war. His vehicle turns left around corner until he sees a familiar site, a white police car that was stylized in blue flmaes was approaching down the street his direction. Jason shakes his head, however, knowing exactly who it was. The speeding car turns into a very tight left turn, sliding itself so that would stop immediately and perfectly in front of Jason with its back toward him.

The car door opens and Blaze gets out, wearing his usual white suit, shades perched upon his head, and his hair black and slicked back. (Think Yusuke from Yu Yu Hakusho). He waves with his tan-skinned hand as he shuts the door and walks over to Jason, now leaning against the open window of Jason's jeep door.

"What's up," the guy says to Jason, so free and cheerful in his tone.

Jason replies:" Why are't you at the LAW base like I stated you should do?"

"I was heading there right now. Just thought I'll do a little patrolling till then."

"What happened to the girls?"

Blaze sighs as he leans off the door, his hand coming to his forehead. "It looks like their friends were able to retrieve them."

Jason just stares forward, not reacting in the slightest sense. "It was bound to happen. At least I hope they remain out of the path of this war or we cannot guarantee their safety."

"Blaze starts smirk as he chuckles. "You were always a softy, Jason. And I still can't believe you are still living. Anyway, I'm going to get going. Don't want to be late."

"Don't bother. The meeting won't start for another few hours. Go do whatever you were about to do, but do NOT be late, understand?"

"Right, lieutenant. I won't."

He walks back over to the car, giving his superior a wave before the engin is turned on and he was now down the road, using yet another one eight degree turn to reverse his direction, now zooming down the street. Jason resumes his ride to his destination, afterwards, needing to find himself a good place to eat. It didn't take long for him to find a diner called "Jae's Diner," a normal looking place that showed a special of waffles and sub sandwiches for the lunch hours. He pulls into the parking lot, getting out and entering through the door.

When he steps in, he comes to an immediate stop, finding blood running along the floor, every person that had existed there now either lied across the counter or on the floor, bleeding from their bodies. Jason's right hand reaches into his holster and draws his gun, cocking it and aiming it around, starting to step forward as he aims here and there, looking at the bdies that now crowded the floor. But that wasn't it. There were LAW officials here, too, as if a fight had broken out within this place not too long ago. In fact, the blood still looked fresh, as if this only had happened maybe ten minutes ago or something, the pool of blood running slowly still across the floor and some dripping down the side of the counter.

"Who did this," he says to himself slowly.

((Well, if any one wants to come in and either be the one who did this massacre or just by chance walked in or something, now's your chance.))

---Before sunrise---

//Night Vision//

Reading a large sign in front of him,

"Welcome to the city of Tewen. So this is Tewen eh?"

Looking past the sign, seeing large towers and buildings, Boron is amazed at the size of them. Boron was used to seeing the more middle-class lifesytle houses, on, maybe two stories, a front lawn, and sometimes a tree here and there.

"How do the buildings stay up when there so damn high?" He said with a slight giggle.

//Regular Vision//

---Early in the day---

"Wow, everyone looks like ants from up here." Boron is sitting ontop of a skyscraper looking down at all the comotion underneath him. To his left, Boron notices that an assortment of black vehicles are moving in unison down the same street. To Boron's right, their desination.
"Someone having an emo party? Or did somebody die?" Boron giggled at the thought of an emo party.
//Zoom In//
Scanning over each car, Boron reads the symbol they each have.
"Hmm, LAW, law.. Who are these LAW people? There seems to be a lot of them moaping around."

Looking over where they are all meeting, Boron notices near-hundreds of men standing around, some holding guns, and some with very shiny badges. There was a table stock-piled with guns and other types of arsenal where two men were meeting. One old, one fairly young. The old man seemed to have given the young man a briefcase filled with what seemed like three differnt types of juices.

"Hmm must be some kind of medicine. Poor guy."
//Zoom Out//
"I wonder if its illegal to spy on them, kind of like i just did." Boron said with a smile. "Im hungry." Smelling the air, Boron smelt something that resembled a burger. "Ahhh, that smells good."
With food in mind, Boron slid down the emergency excape ladder, while he was going down he thought, If they need an Emergency Excape ladder on the Roof, what in heavens name would they be doing up there anyway?! Sometimes I feel like ill never fully understand this city
On the trail of the smell, it leads him down the street passing by the warehouse. A couple of blocks up, and one to the right.
A LAW car is parked outside, and seems like hes the only one there too. Opening the door,
"Im Hungry! Feed Me!" I still dont know how im going to pay for the meal, uh oh..

The man has a LAW patch on his jacket, as Boron notices this, he also realized the reason why Mr. LAW was the only one in the store, was because everyone esle was dead. Boron watches as Mr. LAW inspecs the area with great awe and sorrow.

"Who did this." Said Mr. LAW in a slow whisper.
Clearing his throat, "Eh hem. Excuse me?" Boron says slowly, "what happend here?"
The man wearing the LAW jacket instantly turned around and pointed his gun at Boron. Reading his movements, Boron already had both of his revolvers pointed at him.

"Drop your weapons!" The man said with great emphasis.
"Ha, I think not, you drop yours!" Boron said with a slight chuckle, taking amusement in this stand-off.
The man was breathing deeply, either he was scared, or furious.
"The names Boron, and yours?" Said Boron with a smile, still poiting his revolvers at him.
"Lieutenant Dinguard of LAW."
"Well L.T" Boron said while smiling "I see no need for any more hostility, so Im going to stand down." Lowering his revolvers, then holstering them beneath his cloak, Boron pushed a corpse off a chair and sat down.
Lieutenant Dinguard sat down across from Boron, still holding his gun, but this time not at him.
"Whats wrong with your eyes?"
"Oh these?" He said tapping the right one with his right pointer finger, "Nothing." He said while smiling.


[OOC: Well, i tried. If theres any problems, please tell me.]

"Eh hem, excuse me," said a clearing voice from behind Jason, having quickly turn around to face the sudden stranger. But at the same time, the white-cloaked Boron had drew both of his revolvers, which were now pointing directly at Jason, placing them at some stand off between one another.

"Drop your weapons," Jason shouts toward him the guy, suspecting he was the murderer. But Boron only chuckles as he responds to the officer: "Ha, I think not, you drop yours!"

His heavy breathing was in cause of being both scared and furious. He was scared for something that did this was still out there, as he didn't think this man wasn't capable of such slaughter. And limbs were missing, too, violence that wasn't accomplished easily by just guns.

"The names Boron, and yours," Boron suddenly asks Jason. Jason's breathing had died down now as he responded.

"Lieutenant Dinguard of LAW."

"Well L.T, I see no need for any more hostility, so Im going to stand down." He watches as the man places away his guns back into his cloak before knocking a corpse out of a stool. How inhumane of him. Jason didn't like this guy already, sitting down a few stools away still holding his guns. He wouldn't let this man off so easy. And now seeing the sword on his back, he now saw this Boron as a possible suspect. What was moreso that he definitely wasn't normal. His black eyes enough told that story, with red dots in the middle, making him look like some demon.

"What's wrong with your eyes," Jason calmly asks, starting his round of questioning.

"Oh, these," Boron says, his right finger suddenly tapping against the right eye, making Jason a little shocked, yet the shades on his face hid that expression well. "Nothing."

Jason shakes his head. "Tell me: who are you and why are you here? Where are you from, Mr. Boron?"

He laughs again as his right hand picks up a lone uneaten donut on the counter and chews on it as he responds while eating: "I told you before, I am Boron. As for why I am here, does this answer your question," he says, raising the vakery so Jason could see it. Still chunking it down, he continues: "And I'm from here. But what's with all the LAW people suddenly here in the city?"

"Do not worry about that," Jason says, holstering his gun and standing to his feet as he looks back around. "Please, leave. I need to call someone to come clean this up."

"I'm not leaving till I get me something to eat," Boron answers as he flips over the counter and enters into the kitchen.

"Hey," Jason says, following after him through the swinging doors. When he enters, he saw Boron just standing there as he looked forward at a woman pinned to the wall by a sword through her chest. In writing, and in blood, above her on the wall it said: "Excorism." Jason slowly drew his gun as he looked around some more, walking past the shelves as he searches for other things. He soon returns, letting his arms down. "It seems like we have more than just a murderer on our hands."

Jason pulls out his cellphone as he exits the kitchen, calling someone to come and do some cleaning up.

"Moros... what do you think we should do with Enyalios?" Looking out of the window from where he was sitting, Dolos suddenly broke the silence of the room as he swirled around, looking straight at the dark suited man who sat quietly on the other side of his desk. "After I'm done with him, that is."

Moros's face held his usual unchanged expression and his tone was calm, like the question was as mundane as an inquiry of the weather, "Keep him first. Our war with LAW and the Dragon Clan is the priority. We can use him against Hades later."

"True. LAW has been making themselves a nuisance by interfering too much, even after their chief was assassinated. And the Dragons..." Dolos made a small disgusted sound. "I catch myself wishing that my information is right, that LAW did contact Hades for help with this wonderful mess."

"If they come, they will definitely come right after you and me and ignore everything else." Moros's face did not change, but his eyes and voice were full of disapproval. "Especially with Enyalios here."

"Even if the others wouldn't, I just know that the brat's two precious mentors will." Dolos's mouth pulled into a wide psychotic smirk. "Especially Deimos, after I let Oizys loose on him the last time. I heard his screams, and he was hurting so badly that I could almost feel it myself..."

"Then I shall have the security increased." Moros did not wait for Dolos to slip further into his own crazed fantasy before he cut in cleanly, drawing the brunette's attention back effectively. "We cannot afford to let them in."

"Do whatever you like, Moros. You and I know that no matter what we do, they will come. It's only a matter of duration." Dolos took a pencil and doodled meaningless lines on an important looking piece of document. "But I hate having a bunch of useless gangsters standing around looking bored or trying to fake vigilance 'for my safety'. Send all of them hunting."

"As you wish."

[OOC: Short but there's a lot of stuff in this post, nonetheless. Anyway, Dolos just sent the Phoenix out for blood, much like the situation in DvsP1, so yeah, let's have more fun!]

OOC: this wil ltake place..right before and after Jason finds the Massacre/Boron))

Sitting ontop of a 8 story building in Tewen, Seth laid his left arm on his upright left knee, as his right leg hung over the edge and his other hand pushing against the ground behind him to keep him up. He sighed as he looked into the sky.

"Man...What a mess..." He said now looking down watching the people going on with there lives ignoring the request to leave obviously. "The two clans fighting and now LAW is here two?" He said as he itched his left arm, and then put on a black baseballcap to hide his cat ears. He felt a small breeze making what hair he had outside the cap blow a little, then came a strong scent came.
/Woah..that smells..like...Blood!/ Thought Seth Before using his hands to propel himself off the 8 story building. With his feet first and his hands in the air, the rush of wind from his fall made his shirt and hair outside of the cap fly up abit, though luckily he put a hand on the cap so it would not fly off. Landing barely on a smaller building near that one with a thump, he avoided much injury by landing on his right knee, his left foot and right hand. Now propelling himself forward with his hand he ran across the roof top, his Sword jingeling on the back of him as he jumped from building to building towards the scent of blood. When he finally arrived he came to a stop above a man on a cellphone, walking around abit in what appeared to be a massacre. Seth listened in on his conversation using his..uh..good hearing ability. He was talking about someone to come identify and clean up the mess he called it. He also talked about a possible suspect who had black eyes.
/Hmmm..black eyes?/ Thought Seth, but suddenly his direction was turned to a hearing of many people running and shooting, apparently a riot. ( the uh "Hunt") he was just about to run towards it when he lost his footing and fell towards the ground, hitting the top of a dumpster with his back, and then bounced off onto his stomach on the ground, where he began to get up slowly.
"Ow..."He said as he struggled to get up.

(Ohkay Vex..sorry..that was kinda weird... >_>)

A sharp click echoed softly in the abandoned warehouse, mingled amongst various shuffling sounds as the group comprising predominantly of females moved about, examining their firearms and rearranging their gear.

With a sharp whistling sound, the extended wire retracted swiftly back through the tiny opening along the tip of her glove and Chloe patted against the smooth black material with a satisfied look before heading towards her student, who was situated on a crate just beside the Phoenix girls and Lennox twins, sharpening his claws.

Seemingly unperturbed that he was singularly the only male present amongst their entourage, Cadence mildly drew the talon-like blades across the rough surface of the rock and listened quietly to the on-going conversation between the ladies, occasionally adding a short comment or hum of agreement. His experience in such methods of socializing was apparent.

"We're just about ready to set." Kylie bounced towards the writer, her everpresent twin, for once not physically attached to her, but sitting crosslegged against another crate, typing furiously on the keyboard of the laptop balanced precariously on his lap. Pointing at his hunched figure, she continued, "There's more information coming in about the on-goings in Tewen, and we figured you might want to take a look at it before we go."

"Alright then." Chloe nodded decisively, and let herself be tugged along by the hyperactive twin whilst turning back hail for the rest of their group.

"This is getting out of hand." Wyane murmured moments later as they crowded around Kyler and his laptop, their eyes glued to its screen, which ran a play-by-play video of one of the riots that had broken out in town. Just beside the browser's window, its side overshadowed by yet another window was yet another video, a much much more recent one.

A visual record of a massacre in a diner, which turned out to be called Jae's Diner. It was obvious that the figures whom Wyane had identified to be LAW officials had put up a good fight. Unfortunately, not enough.

Minutes later had the entire diner thawed out and the mysterious figures who had been the cause of it strolled off almost casually, deserting the now bloodied restaurant. That was, until yet another familiar form appeared on screen.

"Jason." the telekinetic whispered, and proceeded to hesitate for a moment before turning to Chloe. "Why don't we head over there? This seems pretty recent, and if we're lucky we might run along him or some other LAW officials on our way."

"Very well, to Jae's Diner then."

[OOC: Short post I know, but I'll try to get one on the others up asap, just need to confirm a few things here and there before I post ^^;; Very very sorry for the long delay.]

Chewing on his newly aquired donut, Boron examined the blade thrusted through the lady's heart.
"'Excorism' it says eh? Hmm"
Closing his eye's, then opening them again, the word Excorism appeared in lime green letters across his field of vision. It read,

Exorcism:
Results Found. 1

Exorcism;
1. The act or process of exorcising.
2. The ceremony or the formula used in exorcising.

Boron blinked and the letters disappeard, letting him see normaly now.
"This donut isn't half bad." Turning around looking through the two swinging doors that were held open by a corpse that fell over, Boron saw that L.T was on the phone.
"Probably calling someone to clean the mess. I wonder how they escaped."
Facing the back door, "I think I have a clue."
Stepping over a couple of decapitated corpses, Boron reached the back door. A grey door with a steal plate on the right side, a push door. Opening it, Boron stepped outside, the alley was in the shadow of Jae's diner. There wasn't much light, but enough. Looking to his left, the alley ended with a large brick wall. Far too big for an average human to scale, at the base of the wall where a couple of tilted over garbage cans, stacked crates and a small chair. Probably taken from inside. Taking a closer look at the wall,
"Maybe with these items an average human could of managed to get over the wall. But in that case, there would have to be only one of them because the structure clearly would of barely, if not even, last for the first person to use it properly. Indeed this is a true mistery."
As Boron was turning around, he heard a loud clatter, followed by a silent 'Thud'.
"What now?"
A meduim sized figure was slowly getting up, most likely from a fall, judging by the noise.

//Night Vision//

The alley sprung with a dim green light now, Boron saw that the thing that fell was a man.
"Ow.."
"Nothing looks broken." Said Boron, instantly the man turned around.
"Who's there?"
"The names Boron, and yours might be?"
Walking towards the man he replied when Boron knealed down to help him up.
"Seth. Why are you in this alley?"
"Thats unimportant" he said with a smile "whats more important is why You are here."
"I.. I.. I got.. hungry. So, so i came to get a bite to eat" Replied Seth with a hesitant tone.
"Oh, I see. Hungry is it you say? Me too." Boron could feel Seth's pulse rising.
What is he hiding?
Standing him up, Boron noticed Seth had a sword strapped to his back.
"Your spar?" Asked Boron.
Not knowing his question's intension at first, Seth soon realized that he had meant his blade.
"A little here, a little there."
"We should spar sometime then" Boron said with a smile.

The clouds moved slowly past the sun, letting some more natural light in the alley. Moments later, it became blinding and painful for Boron. He still had Night vision on.
"Gahh light!" He yelped

//Regular Vision//

Everything returned back to normal now. He saw that Seth stood a few inches taller than himself and was wearing a hat, and also appeard in his late teens. Turning around so that his back was to Seth, Boron was going to head back inside when Seth grabed his shoulder.
"You never told me, why you are-" Turning Boron around, "-here."
Now Boron was facing Seth, face to face,
"B-b-black eyes?!?!" Said Seth hesitantly.




[OOC: I honestly didn't know what to write, cuz' i had nothing to 'go-on' with. I tried, Any problems, Just lemme' know.

-- 0336 hours --

Sitting in a portable ramen shop.

"What you used to make this, rat piss?"

As the odd taste of sake going down his throat while looking at the chef.

"Bah, the same one everytime. But still you come back here every single night in 3 in the morning, so you better not complain." said the cook while cooking up more stir fry noodles.

Richter replies "Guess I can't beat you there. Dead on about the food, but you need to change you drinks."

"Expect a rain check on that Cyril-san. With the Phoenix going to war, business doesn't look good."

Richter sighs as he sits down his bowl, getting up from the stool with a thought in his mind. "That reminds me, I need to go to the Jae's Diner. Boss got something to go on."

"Sounds like you need to a new line of work besides working in a hellhole." as the cook smiled. "Well, say hello to your brother if you see him."

------

Cyril walked out to the busy street, called and grabbed a taxi while turning on his phone. Pushing numbers to a dial tone.

You reached Dinguard's phone. Please leave a message. *beep*

"It's me. Found something that got the Phoenixs all spazo, heading to the Diner. I'll give you the bloody details from there." As he closed his flip-phone. "Something tells me it's going to be a hellva night."

In a hotel room somewhere in Tewen where the selected people participating in an operation to infiltrate Matissi was gathered, Deimos suddenly burst out laughing in the middle of drinking from a cup of coffee, shocking the others. He ended up choking, but after he got over it, he was still chuckling.

"What's so funny?" Geras asked with a frown, tossing a crumbled ball of paper at the blue-haired assassin's head and it made contact with a deadly aim. "I almost thought this was the psychosis that Phobos warned us about."

"No no... I'm just very... amused, by something Dolos had done." Deimos cleared his throat once before he answered, a wide grin still shaping his lips. "Remember I was a member of Phoenix for the previous mission? The higher-ups then sent all the active Phoenixes on a warpath."

"I remember that. And the Dragons responded." Draenaria said. "They did it again?"

"Yup! And it has to be Dolos's orders, nobody else would do such a thing at this kind of time." Deimos rubbed his hands together. "Now, I'll just have to get this information to Phobos. Hygeia should be arriving in a few, so they are most likely to be moving soon."

"Hello? Yes, this is Jason Dinguard. I am in need of a Forensic Clean Up Unit. Yeah, it's one of those. Alright, hurry, too."

Jason flips close his phone and walks to the front of the diner, exiting outside and walking over to the jeep. His hand reaches into the back as he pulls out a roll of yellow. For all law enforcers, they knew what this meant. Walking back to the side, he starts to roll the long plastic across the front, going to the other side across the front, passing the open diner door and finally to the opposite corner of the building, finishing it up. Now people knew this was a crime site, a sad sight to any's eyes, really. Sighing softly, he throws the roll back into the jeep and sits back into it. removing his shades as he rubs his eyes before his phone vibrates. Picking it up, he flips it open, noticing he just got a voice mail. Quirking an eyebrow, he places it to his ear to listen.

"You have one new voice message. First message: It's me. Found something that got the Phoenixs all spazo, heading to the Diner. I'll give you the bloody details from there. End of new messages."

Closing the phone, he shakes his head. "Well, want he be surprised to see what we have here." Looking back to the building, he just places back on his shades as he awaits the team he called to get here.

A black van speeds out of the LAW gather and zooms toward the location of the diner, the four men present within the vehicle who are responsible for the task they just received.

Refined rays of light filtered through miniscule gaps in the clouds above, further illuminating the scene below: cars upon motorcycles upon people, each no larger than a single blip poured through the openings of the building. From where the shinobi stood, however, only the happenings at the front entrance remained visible. For one thoroughly numbed of most emotion, a sense of pity sparked in Kaito's mind, dimming as suddenly as it had lit.

Even still, a voice, not his own, reverberated: "Sometimes you just can't help but feel sorry for them. Foolish or not." For how long, Kaito knew not, his mind mused over the significance of the statement. With the phrase flooded memories of recent times passed, only dissipating as the cloaked figure sighed, shaking his head slightly.

"Why the long face, babe?" The crisp familiarity resonated with the overwhelming coolness characteristic of the sound-bender who had for so long held a place in Kaito’s heart. The being’s chi, however, resembled nothing of whom the voice belonged to.

A copycat. Only one 'reality-bender' would possess any recollection the shinobi’s last relationship. Kaito mentally cursed himself for believing, if only for a second, that the situation was otherwise, although none of the emotion crossed his facade.

"Igami-san, it's a pleasure, but what brings you here?" Considering who the shinobi's unexpected visitor was, Kaito considered it no easy manner to avoid adding a tinge of malice in the statement, Kaito's vision never leaving the site below him.

"Ah, Kaito-kun, you missed me." Even without a glance toward Igami's direction, Kaito could nearly feel the sarcastic grin plastered over the other's face.

"Honestly, I've turned over a new leaf. You know? Like in that fire you thought destroyed Yedo all those years ago." He continued, not even giving Kaito a chance to respond. "You know, you were always my greatest work. Still are."

"You have yet to answer my question," the shinobi replied, turning to face Igami.

"Oh, that. I'm in Phoenix now, Kaito-kun. I'm sure you and I will get to be good friends."

(OOC: If it's alright with you Vex, I may add him as another character. If not, then.... who knows? ^^; )

"Well.. See you around Seth!" Boron said with a wide smile.
Running behind Seth, not looking back. That was one of Boron's personal policies, once you've made a decision, never look back on it and think "What if?". Off he ran, running past Jason's jeep where he sat casualy with his shades on. Probably waitting for someone. Although, as soon as Boron ran past him, Jason sat up in his seat and yelled ,

"Hey! Stop! You're a suspect!.."

Boron just simply smiled when he heard this, and kept on running. Once he was a couple of blocks away from the diner, Boron decided to stop to take a breather. Sitting himself upon a bench near the streets corner Boron noticed it was a bus stop.

If im Suspected, then shouldn't I run away? I mean, further than i already have. I may not of done anything, but the law is so complicated. Accusing people of what they haven't done, or been to places they've never heard of. Maybe i should run away.

At that moment, a large blue bus rolled by and stopped. Opened its door, and the bus driver yelled,
"Ya gettin' on sunny?"

Things look like they are going to get even more interesting as time progresses. If i stick around, I might have some fun, but what if.. No, now it's settled. Im staying!

Mocking the drivers accent Boron replied,

"No sah, I not gettin' on." Smiling, Boron sat up and walked off, turning down to the right. A few minutes past while he was walking, when he saw a big vehicle drive by, turn down the street to his left. The way he just came from. Ignoring what he just saw, even though it caught his interest who was in the vehicle that they had to get there so fast. As time progessed Boron's curiosity grew more and more.

"Bah humbug! What's that car doing.." Smiling, "Time to investigate!"

Turning around, and crouching down into a spint-ready stance, Boron noticed a latter to his left, that whent up a fairly large brick building. Screw running he he. Focusing his energy into climbing the ladder as fast as he could, his anticipation was rising. He just Had to know what that vehicle was, for some reason, Boron had to know what was inside it.
Reaching the top of the ladder, Boron realized the building was one of the biggest on the street, meaning all the others he mearly had to jump to. With the gaps of each building no more than a few feet, an easy jump, Boron started running ontop of building to building, retracing his steps but at a much greater pace.
Three buildings away from Jae's diner, was a meduim sized appartment building complex. But this appartment complex wasn't an average one..

"What the hell?!!" Boron said while laughing. Ontop of the building where apple trees, small shrubs, bushes, and grass. Borons stomach growled.
"Yea yea, i know i know! We can stop here and eat, I doubt they'll miss a few apples. Right?"
Taking cover behind an apple tree, Boron could see Jae's diner perfectly, and with the shrubs, trees, and bushes, it makes easy cover so he doesn't get caught spying.
Climbing up an apple tree, a couple of feet from the edge, the leaves were as green as the grass, along with the shrubs, and the apples where ripe red.
"Oh man, this looks so good, for just fruit!"
With an apple in each hand, Boron watched as the vehicle reached Jae's diner, a few minutes before Boron was there, and was comfortably watching the whole scene from a safe distance, and with food.


[OOC: sorry if this post is not too well, i was hoping that Vex would contribute to the whole 'Seth scene', but unfortunetly he didn't >.< lol ]

The cab parked outside of yellow tape surrounding Jae's Diner while Cyril was reaching for his packet in his jacket pocket for a cig as well as money. Just as the driver put the gears in park for the moment, he paid him off and stepped outside as it drove off.

A young looking LAW officer approachs. "Hey, you can't come here. Gotta crime scene here."

"*sigh* Here, read it and weep dough boy" replied Cyril as he flashed his I.D. "Know where Jason is, and while you're at it...got any spare coffee and donuts?"

"Bah, smart ass. Just my lucky ##### day. First some special forces that look like black power rangers, and now you. Well Jason will be back as soon he comes back, had some young punk running around...goddamn teenagers now at days."

Tell me about it. Specially if you got a little brother to look after. Muttered Cyril under his breath. He took one hard look on the outside, blood decorated the windows like in certain neighborhood graffiti, morgutians wheeling away body bags, all zipped up. Stepping inside, seeing the leftovers of the carnage. Bullet casings, puddles of blood, fresh chalk outlines, it was enough to keep someone awake for days.

The door opens up behind him and he slowly grabbed his gun, but he lets go because he knew the familiar footsteps. "So, still playing Mr. Peacemaker...eh, Boss?" said Cyril turned with his sarcastic grin, facing Jason. "Should have front tickets to this little event. Oh by the way, where did you get the shiny crossbow?"

[OCC: Sorry if that was out of the blue Vex. If it's okay, can you make my character and Jason jave a past connection when Jason was starting out in LAW?]

Seth blinked as he slowly got up.

"How'd that guy know who I was? This is getting weird.." He then began following the guy by running after him . Seeing him sit at a bus stop, and a bus pull infront of him,Seth suspected the man was going on it, so he hopped on top until it left. Then he realized he went back where they came from. Now sighing before running after the guy. Being at a distance from him, Seth wished to gain answers. Seeing him then hiding behind an apple tree, Seth slowly slipped up behind him, and then asked.

"WHO ARE YOU? AND HOW DO YOU KOW ME?" He says now standing with his arms crossed, his sword dangeling and his baseball cap (Unkown to Seth) Missing.


OOC: I know it's short....

Peacfuly eating the two apples Boron picked from the tree he now sat upon, he heard a loud and familliar voice.
"WHO ARE YOU? AND HOW DO YOU KOW ME?"

Not having to turn around, Boron new it was Seth who was yelling.
Who are you, and how do you know me he asks? WOW, just.. Wow, this guy must have sh** for brains. He thought

"Well for starters Seth, I helped you up from your fall. Secondly, I introduced myself to you, and you introduced yourself to me."

Boron was sitting on a branch a couple of feet above the ground. Boron leaned backwards off the branch, falling backwards, and following his momentom, a backflip to safely land on his feet. Still, with his back facing Seth,
"If you would be so kind as to not yell. Im.. uhm, Watching whats happening." Said Boron
Seth remained quiet for awhile. Jason was just talking to some people, others were taking out body-bags, filled with corpses.
"Damn.. There must be twenty to thirty of them." Said Boron with a sigh.
"Twenty or thirty of what?" Seth asked with a curious tone.
Turning around to face Seth,
"Bodies, twenty to thirty-" Boron had fully turned around, now facing Seth who was standing only three feet away.
"-He he he" giggles Boron as he pointed to the wierd hairstyle Seth had.
"No wonder why you wore that hat! Ha ha." Boron was just joking around with Seth, but Seth somehow seemed to start panicing, his pulse began to rise, and he began to sweat.
"My.. my.. my, hair?" Said Seth has he slowly raised his hands to the top of hit head.
"My.. My.. MY HAT!" Seth yelled, this time was even louder than he had yelled at Boron before.
"Where did my hat go!" Seth was panicing, and sweatting, badly.

"What's the problem, its just a hat, it is replacable. I dont see why your so-" Pausing,
"-are.. those ears?!" Boron spoke in a meduim tone.

"I.. I.. I, I have to go!" Seth said, then began to run off.

Damnit, hes too fast to chase! He he, I have a solution.

//Motion Tracking//

Everything when into a redish color, bright colors became dark red, dark colors became bright red.
As soon as everythin turned completely red, Boron saw Seth speeding away, going frmo building to building.
Since Seth was in Borons field of vision when he had motion tracking on, a box appeared around Seth, and below the box calculated and estimated his distance.

You may be fast, but you cant run in your sleep. I'll know exactly where you are. Yumm, more apples!


[OOC: Kurt, i tried to 'go-with-the-flow' but im sure you didnt read my previous post. go back to page one, and read dam*** >.<;;]

LMAO see the thing is.. >_> I read but I completely Missed that part Lol! wow..I'm dense....so..uh how are we gonna like...Go with this..uh..let's say that like I fell and my short term memory.. .BLANKED OUT!!!! or something....cause..yeah I'm too lazy to change the post and ask you to change. And uh...though you RP as me.. I like it cuase..ya know it would take like five posts to do five of conversations))

"S***! My memeory blanked, and ontop of that I lost my hat!" Seth said now rubbing the top of his head, while flipping over a street, from one building to the other. His sword kinaa clinked abit as he ran and leaped.
He sniffed the air and the guy was following him, the same mechancy smell, obviously we wasn't going to be too easy to lose.
'Boron...' thought Seth 'he knows my secret...' Sighing the cat boy then slid to a stop and spun slowly around, waiting for Boron to catch up, his ears listening to him as he drew ever closer...

Enyalios had his own share of bad missions where he woke up on the next days feeling like a truck ran him over after a twenty storey building collapsed on him. But the current situation was really taking the prize for he could not find a spot that was not hurting. Pain was like a millions of needles sticking into every portion of his body, and carrying electrical charge and fire.

Forcing his eyes to open and be greeted with light that was so bright it could not be healthy, Enya could only settle his eyes on the one thing that was not too bright. A single person dressed in black standing not far from the bed that he was lying on. He squinted to focus on the face of the man but the motion triggered a current of pain through his brain and he grimaced.

"Don't move." The man pushed himself away from the wall and began examining the newly awakened Hades assassin with the familiar ease of somebody familiar with injuries. Silvery-purple eyes held a tiny spark of relief though the voice that spoke was cold. "Though I don't think you can move, considering the state you're in."

Enya managed the smallest of frowns as he stubbornly tried to move his body, checking the extent of his wounds himself. The resulting pain left him gasping, but he quickly noticed that there were other reasons to his inability to move, and he whispered in a raspy voice. "Tied... down...?"

"You had a nightmare, residue from meeting Oizys. You're also suffering for very bad burns from an electrical shock, and all sorts of other injuries ranging from cuts to that bullet wound in your left arm. Kaito's poison is still lingering in your bloodstream." Moros informed him with a clinical detachment of a doctor. Or a scientist. "A doctor was called in to treat the worse of them, so that Dolos could interrogate you without worrying that you'll die halfway through."

Enya wanted to laugh but ended up coughing lightly. "If he does it now... knock me out will ya? I may piss him off into killing me..."

"Shall I let Dolos know about that then? I'm sure he wouldn't mind finding a time when you're more coherent and less suicidal."

"So I get to stew here? Joy." Enya rolled his eyes skyward and winced. "One full day, or I turn myself into iced mummy."

Moros's lips twitched before he said, "He will be impatient enough to thaw you out by then. But he will wait."

"Yeah. And I hope the cats get the fish before the shark does."

"Maybe." Moros squeezed Enya's hand briefly before he vanished, leaving a final cryptic sentence echoing quietly in the room. "Since the blue cat said that the black cat is going to jump into the sea."

[OOC: The last bit was code-talk. Which means that Deimos said that Phobos's group is already prepared to start the operation. And yes, Dolos is not going to be happy, even though Enya woke up.]

(This takes place shortly after Jae's diner massacre)

In the Dragon's HQ, in a small room with just a small round table and two chairs in the middle of the room, there was a man looking at the wall in front of him...
"this is fun" he says.
suddenly the door opens and a regular guy comes in with a briefcase and says strait away:
"ah! Mr. Azrael! Welcome to dragon HQ!"
"Whoa! Hold on! it's just Azrael, no "Mr's", OK?"
"very well. You have a mission."
"so soon? you must really like me!"
"yes, you are quite help full to our organization!your mission is to along with five other members of dragon to tewen and secure a location for a temporary command post. You will be deployed by helicopter in the outskirts of the city, since phoenix grunts are all over the place. You are authorised to kill any one who gets in your way!"
"good! blood will be shed, hehehe!"
"after securing a command post in tewen you will go to vincellio, by any means, and enter into phoenix HQ and attempt the capture of Dolos or Moros."
"Why?"
"That does not concern you. the only thing you need to know is that it will be very important for our future objectives. here are their profiles and other profiles of some people of the LAW corporation, they may give you some trouble."
After reading some of the profiles Azrael prepares himself and tells the man that he's ready to go.
During the flight, near Tewen, Azrael looks down and gets ready to jump. He equips his parachute along with his co-workers and they wait for the signal. A little bit after the pilot gives the signal and they jump.
After landing Azrael and the rest of them starts to run into the city and covert themselves.
They scatter thru out the city. Azrael, running towards the checkpoint and notices a building with LAW tape surrounding it. He questions about that and suddenly he ears gunshots and says:
"phoenix men, goodie!" he starts running towards the gunshots and sees two men shooting to a building and having fun. Azrael says "hey ladies!" the two guys looks at them "let's dance!". Azrael draws his katana and starts running while the phoenix men start shooting uncontrollably to him. Azrael runs to a building as he throws two small knives to each hand of the thugs. Has they are screaming of pain, Azrael kicks one of them in the chin has he slashes the other ones, instantly killing him; the surviving thug gets up and picks up a gun. Azrael stops, looking to the gun pointed at his head! Has the guy squeezes the trigger Azrael dodges the bullet and grabs the guy's neck and smashes it. Azrael looks to the dead bodies and said "pitiful pupates! haaaaaagh! there's no honor and strengh in this city?". While he's looking at the bodies he sees a shadow of someone jumping from one building to another! Has he looks up he sees another guy jumping.
Azrael! where are you? we need your help! we got some competition here!
"roger that, I'm on my way"


(the two guys jumping building to building was Seth and Boron. This isn't much but it's a start!!!)

(OOC: not to be a butt-hole, but Brahma.. Try using Capitalization more ofter to make it mroe gramaticly correct, and re-read you post before you actually post it. Im no "Mr. Perfect" either, but i double check my posts to make sure they seem O.k, and secondly. Does anyone read! Im not chasing him But Ill follow through your post anyway )

"Hey, Catwoman.. Wait!" Giggling.
Ha, Catwoman.. Im too funny.

Boron notices some gunshots and a few screams following them, but due to his current misson(catching Seth) he ignores them. The motion tracking says that Seth's speed compared to his is a ratio of 1:1.5.
After a few more seconds, the two pass over Jae's Diner, this is where Boron suspected the gunshots and screams to be coming from, but notices nothing out of the ordinary. Seth gained a pace four buildings infront of Boron, and there was no hope of Boron ever cathing up; so he stopped running and let his motion tracking follow him.

Boron missed the building with the apples, as hungry as he was, those apples where delicous. All of a sudden, Boron heard a grunt or two and a snicker from his left. Releasing himself from motion tracker, officially letting Seth go, Boron turned to the unfamilliar noised. What he found surprised him, wich doesn't happen often either.
Standing around 17 to 20 feet away were four men, they all had a dragon symbol on them.

"Looks like he came to us! Ha." Said a man wearing a blacked zipped up jacket, and slicked back black hair.
The other thugs laughed alone with him.

They're probably just average thugs imitating their leader. That dragon symbol looks kind of familiar, and didn't I overhere L.T talking about some Dragon gang? Thought Boron.

Scanning the men with his left retina, leaving his right one to veiw them normally, Boron picked up that the man who was first to talk carried a katana with him, and only one of the three thugs had a gun.

Either thing 'gang' is poor, or they all have horrible shots.

"What do you want with me anyway? Im just a civilian." Said Boron, hoping just to walk away.

"I want to have some fun! And besides, I was given permission to kill anyone who gets in my way!" He said with a cocky smile.

Boron is getting agrivated by this point, since it was taking too long. "So the little lizard can't take a dump without mommy telling him too?" Laughing out loud, the thugs took great affance to this statement, especially the make with the slicked back hair.

With anger on his face, the man with the goofy hair ordered his men to attack Boron. The three charged at him, while one stayed behind and held a gun at him. Boron saw the gun not to be a threat because the idiot wielding it was shaking. The first of the three thugs reached Boron, a man wearing a scar over his left cheak.
He swung his left hand at Borons' head, but it was easily dodged so Boron pushed him backwards towards the second closest thug, sending them both tumbling to the ground. The thug pointing the gun at him eventually fired a few moments after watching his friends fall. The bullet hit the ground near Borons' left foot and flew off into the distance.

With a sigh, "Wow.." Boron took out his two guns out from under his cloak and pointed them at his opponent, the thug looked frieghtend and shot again, this time infront of his left foot.

"Getting closer.." But not giving the thug a third try, Boron locked on to the gun in the thugs hand with his right eye and fired, sending the gun flying out of his hand. The thug started to slowly step back, probably praying that Boron doesn't kill him. Boron decides to yell "BANG!" and shakes his left gun to the 'bang' he said. The thug jumped backwards to dodge Borons imagenary bullet, little did he know he was close to the edge, and he fell off onto, whats sounded like, a pile of metalic garbage cans.

"Thats, that for the goonies." Said Boron.

The man in the jacket was smilling.

"Good." He said "Thats means your all mine!" He started to charge, while also taking out his katana, wich had blood on it. As he saw the blood on the katana, he thought back to the scene in Jae's Diner, the lady held up on the wall with a sword through her.
Boron jumped to his right, avoiding the blade, still thinking about the scene. The man turned and quickly charged again.

His fighting style is brute force, maybe i can tire him out. I don't want to kill him.

This time, his swing was sideways, instead of straight down like his first one. Boron had to duck backwards to avoid the blade now, but as he was ducking, he put back his guns and reached for his own sword.
Following his swing was a jab, but this time, Boron has his sword out and ready. He deflected it, and as the two katana's met a loud ringing noise was made.

"Ah, I see you have one too!" Said the man., this time stopping to talk.

"I do, and heres a tip. Don't stop in the middle of a fight." Taking the offensive side, Boron swung down to the right at the mans left shoulder. He jumped back in surprise and said,

"Your a slick one, that you are."

"And your a sick one, that YOU are." Replied Boron in a mocking tone.

The two swung and met half way, in a stand-still with swords attached in the middle. The man smiled, but then was awe struck instantly. Releasing the struggle between the two, the man asked in a shocking tone,

"How can you see! I.. I.. I mean, How can you see ME."

"I can smell your ridiculous colone." Boron said with a smile. Boron turned around and ran to the edge of the roof near the street, wich was behind him. Looking down, it was about 22 feet. This building had an awning in the front so Boron used it to bounce off of, after he jumped off the roof. This sent him bounce into the street, but this time it was only six feet, nothing life-threatening.
Boron turned around and he building where he just scrimaged with the man in the black jacket, but he wasn't there. Boron began to jog down the street back to Jae's Diner, to tell L.T what had happened.

(Gamer you might hate mer fer this)

...From a building above Seth looked down as boron fought the goons. He Laughed a little when the guy fell into the garbage .kinda..pit. Almost stepping in when the Samuri guy came in, Seth slipepd down to where boron was, now as he was walking away he sent a pebble rocking on the floor behind him causing him to turn around, as he did Seth Slipped infront of him, leaning against the wall his arms crossed. When Boron turned around, before he could speak Seth complimented him:
"That was some fight.." complimented Seth not looking towards Boron.
"That was some chase." Boron said with his comeback now.
"Dude..What was with that catwoman thing?" Seth said now turnning to him.



(Pobably not..anyway I know it's short but uh here it's like 12 and i'm not supposed to be on ..so..sorry)

Jason was not a happy person right now. First this, and then the only suspect he has runs off. What a day it was already turning out to be. But his relief comes when the black van comes into view, screeching to a turning stop as four men leap out, all dressed in black and carrying body bags and suitcases, which contained many forensic equipment. And following after them was one LAW officer, a guy with short blond hair who had a frown upon his face. The guy was named Riesse, and was one of the bad tempered police within the force. Jason met him before during training, and had to admit that the guy was not your happy-go-lucky fella, no. He was a man who just really hated life for some reason. The only reason he got accepted onto the force was due to his high skill in being able to subdue criminals and was recommended by his Mother to the high officers, due to her being one of them. So he could be compared to your common stubborn rich boy, only this one knew how to handle himself pretty well.

Jason steps out of the car as he walks away a bit toward the corner, looking around to make sure nothing else was going on at the time. As he does, a cab pulls up where he just, right in front of the diner as Cyril steps out. He pays the money to the driver before the car skids off, when Riesse is the one to approach the officer.

"Hey, you can't come here. Gotta crime scene here," the guy says.

"*sigh* Here, read it and weep dough boy" replied Cyril as he flashed his I.D. "Know where Jason is, and while you're at it...got any spare coffee and donuts?"

"Bah, smart ass. Just my lucky ##### day. First some special forces that look like black power rangers, and now you. Well Jason will be back as soon he comes back, had some young punk running around...goddamn teenagers now at days."

As Cyril enters into the diner, Jason walks back, entering in soon after. Cyril is alerted, turning as a hand goes to his gun, but stops upon seeing who he was, giving himself a smirk at the same time.

"So, still playing Mr. Peacemaker...eh, Boss?" said Cyril turned with his sarcastic grin, facing Jason. "Should have front tickets to this little event. Oh by the way, where did you get the shiny crossbow?"

Cyril, a person he also met back at Dragon. But he wasn't a person who was always sociable. He and Jason would sit down sometime or go to this diner to talk, having actual conversations about wanting to leave such a gang and explore the world, or whatever came to their mind during those times. When the war reached its peak, Cyril was no where in sight. Well, he was one place, which was back at this diner, calmly drinking as always. Then Jason had greeted him here once he left the psychics to themselves after the battle between Deimos and Exile. During another talk here, they were soon greeted by a man. His name was Gilgred, the now late Chief of LAW. He gave them an offer to join a special police force that was to be formed here within the city. Having nothing to lose, and finding this a way to repay their debts to society, the two accepted, becoming one of the first members of the Tewen situated LAW force within the city.

Jason places on a small smile. "It's good to see you here, Cyril. As for the crossbow, it seems like the guys down at the technology department have really been doing their work. I am pretty sure you can get your hands on some good stuff if you head over to the Thompson District, too. But let's leave talk behind and get to business. We have ourselves a serial killer on the loose. I do not know if this is the result of a gang fight, or someone from one of the gangs came in here and had some fun. My top priority is to increase the security within the city, which means I do not want to leave for the operation until I am assured that everything is settled down here."

"You know full well as I that it isn't going to happen, Jason," Cyril replies, walking over to kneel down, looking at a fallen body. "As long as those guys fight, this city will always be the battleground. So, if you want to change anything, you better get going while you still can before more casualties result from this 'war'."

"By the way, speaking of that, are you going to be joining in the operation, too? I haven't gotten your word on it yet, but this is really optional. However, it would be nice to have a good friend I can trust while heading into the Dragon's territory. And if we succeed, no more bloodshed."

((Also, turn off sigs when you guys post. It makes for smoother reading. Thanks.))

"This is the place?" asked Hughes, obviously a little edgy, tugging at the collar of his shirt.

"Relax," Wilhelm said calmly. "Leave all the talking to me."

"Okay, anything you say."

Katrine nudged him with her elbow, and grinned. "Do you have to be like this at every negotiation?"

"I don't exactly like so many people at once, along with their bodyguards in a dark room with computers bidding for our services."

"Which part don't you like?" Alferei muttered as they walked down a corridor, heading for the meeting room.

"The bodyguards."

"Yeah, I'm sure you'd love to have some attractive women to flirt with," teased Wilhelm. "Right, enough nonsense. We're here." He knocked three times on the white wooden door, and waited a moment before knocking twice.

"All Cretans are liars," came a voice from the other side of the door.

"So are the Trojans," replied Wilhelm. Quickly, the door swung open to reveal a dimly lit room. They were ushered in by two armed men, and the door was quickly shut and locked.

"Welcome! You're exactly on time," commented one of perhaps ten men, each seated behind a computer. None of their faces could be clearly seen in the darkness, but Alferei knew that for each man at the computer, there were at least two bodyguards. Fortunately, this was neutral ground where no party was allowed to fire on another - it was purely about negotiation, but one liked to be sure that he would be safe.

"I'm never late," declared Wilhelm. "Now, let's get down to business, shall we?"

"You're right. We're wasting valuable time. Please, have a seat." They took their seats, watching the computer screens. Wilhelm put a cigarette between his lips and lit it, while Nikita's eyes nervously darted from one side of the room to another, eyeing everyone and trying to remember each face.

Katrine sat with her laptop in her bag. She brought no weapon, choosing instead to conceal her GLOCK in her shirt. Of course, she had a knife hidden in her shoes.

Wilhelm leaned back in his chair slightly, holding his cigarette between his index and middle fingers. The bidding war was about to start.

The computer screens turn to face the four, each with the face, although concealed, of those who wished to hire the four's services. And accompanying each screen was a two live bodyguards, to make sure that this meeting went as fair as possible. The clients themselves, however, were off in a more safer place, of course. There were five screens on each side of the table. The first one to the left would speak.

"As you already know, you four are here today because we wish for your services. However, it is unfortunate that only one of us will be able to walk out of here today the sole winner." The voice of the man as mixed with a computerized mask, to loer the recognition of his voice. Actually, all of the possible clients held a mask of their own choosing, to keep their identity a secret until negotiations were over. So, to act as identifications, they were also deployed numbers. Starting from the first computer on the left, it was Number One. And the computer closest to the four Russians on the right was Computer Ten.

Number One: "So, how about we analyze who we are dealing with." The sound of sheets could be heard through the audio speaker of Number One. "Alferei Talietzin. A.K.A. Nikita. Age 22. Professional sniper. Volunteer in the Russian armed forces. Given his nickname after taking out a fleet of enemies with only a single item."

Alferei would eye the computer which identified him with such a summary. He smiled a bit at the mention of how he got his nickname. It was possible that he was reminiscing of that very day when he succeeded in such a difficult situation.

Number One: "Wilhelm Stein. Age 43. The less action-orientated member. One of negotiations. In order to possibly succed in acquiring all of your services, we must acquire your sole interest."

With a slight inhale of his cigarette, he closes his eyes, taking in these words as he keeps his calm demeanor.

Number One: "Katrine Filipkowski. Age 21. Professional information analyst and gatherer. Former solider of the Polish army."

She just stared forward as he spoke, seeming to so far give no reaction to this, just like Wilheim.

Number One: "And finally, Brandon Hughes. Age 26. Former soldier of the British Special Air Service."

Brandon raised an eyebrow, muttering: "I can handle guns pretty well, too." It was too low for them to hear, but already Katrine was glancing over at him to make sure he kept his mouth shut, Hughes already getting the gesture as he crosses his arms in silent defeat.

"You know a lot about us," Wilhelm replies. "However, this is no biography session. We came here for one thing: bids. But money isn't the only thing we're interested in." He no glared forward with a cynical smile on his face. "We can easily get that. What we came for is what type of game you can offer us. Assasinations, bodyguarding, all of it is a common. We will take those jobs, but remember: we're looking for something different."

Number One: "Men of sport. Very well. I will start the bid, if you do not mind. Firstly, I will offer you five million. A nice chunk of change for people of your caliber. The job: as simple as an assasination, actually."

The four looked to one another, before Wilhelm nods. "Nice. We always like the challenge of killing someone. Your bid is set. Any others?"

"Ten million," Number Two says. "For your service in retrieving someone very important to my company."

"Rescuing," Number Three says. "Leave that to the FBI and CIA. Not only will I offer double the amount of that, but the job won't be as easy as that. The job I'm offering has one with doing with the infiltration of a very high armed government. They have taken some valuable information from me and I wish for it back."

Katrine seemed wather interested about that one, looking to Wilhelm, who got her glance, returning his attention to the computers.

Number Four remains silent as the screen turns to the bodyguards. They speak for a moment until the screen turns back around, suddenly shutting off. The two bodyguards of the now shut off computer walk to the door, exiting.

number Five: "Looks like we knocked out the competition."

As soon as he said that, Number Eight and Nine also would leave, their bodyguards exiting.

"This is becoming interesting by the second," Wilhelm responds.

Number Five: "Twenty five million. The job will require the complete destruction of a mafia...in any way you four desire."

Number Six: "Fourty million. The job: I wish for you to be my personal bodyguards during a very large anniversary being held in a week. It is likely my enemies will be there to try to assasinate me, so it would be much appreciated if such experts as yourselves would be of my aid."

Number Seven remains silent for the moment, not speaking a word.

Number Ten: "I am offering one billion." Everyone but Number seven gasps. "The job: complete anihhilation of an opposing group. No holds barred. And your playground will be an entire city." A computerized chuckle of a his deep voice comes through the speakers, causing the four to just stare silently his way as he spoke such a tempting offer to them. "Think about it: no limits to your very abilities. And to add to it: you'll even have some competition. You on't be the only mercenaries there. And believe me: they are not your normal person."

The others talk silently, not believing this was possible to match such a demand.

"Well, that leaves you Number Seven," Wilhelm says, no looking toward the computer that had said nothing. "What is your bid?"

Silence just reigns for the time, the man on the computer not speaking a single word. But then, both bodyguards step out into the light. The one on the left was wearing a LAW uniform, his hair short and blond, connecting with the beard on his face, looking rather in his middle ages. And the one on the right wore what looked like a ninja outfit, with a mask hiding his face, and shades upon his face.

"Our bid," the one on the left says, smiling. "One hundred billion should do. And to top it off, you'll still be able to do the same stuff as Number Ten there just said. Only, you'll have two cities to your desires. And if that isn't enough, e'll even hrow in some good equipment for you. How does that sound?"

Immediately, all computer screens but Number Ten shut off, their bodyguards walking out. Now, the room was silent as Number Ten looks to what was obviously LAW then over to the four. "It seems like our meeting will come to an end here. And it looks like I have not won this round today. So, if I cannot win you four, then no one will win."

Immediately, the two bodyguards remove their automatics and fire, one at the LAW officers, and the other at the four. The two LAW officers duck down. But what about the four Russians?

OOC: Just a note; they're not all Russians XD Europeans would be a fine term to use. ^^


IC:
"Ah, crap," hissed Nikita as he ducked. "Weapons! Weapons!"

Without any delay at all, Wilhelm dropped his cigarette. He grabbed his pistol and turned the safety off. "Fire!" he shouted, lifting his hand over the table and shooting three rounds before retracting it.

"Suppress!" exclaimed Talietzin as he reached around his back for his assault rifle. He unfolded the buttstock, and chambered the first round. Brandon did the same, rising over the table for a moment to unleash a volley of bullets. "Katrine! Flank!"

She pulled out her pistol and followed Alferei as he went around the tables, crouched. They had all come under fire before, and they would put their combat experience to good use.

"Cover," instructed Alferei as he reached the end of the table. Katrine rose slightly amid the shooting, and she opened fire. The moment she did, he slipped out from behind cover and fired on the bodyguards, killing one with his initial burst and closing on the other while said person was reloading. "EAT LEAD!"

He knocked the gun aside and placed the barrel of his rifle under that bodyguard's chin, and pulled the trigger. In a disgusting display, the insides of the man's brain splattered on Alferei himself, the ceiling, the wall and floor.

Once the dust had settled, they saw Alferei, covered in blood, trying to clean himself.

"Remind me never to blow someone's head off at point-blank," he said as he cleaned the barrel of his rifle with a handkerchief. He cursed a bit in Russian, and cleaned his clothing as well. "Great."

Brandon laughed, while Wilhelm looked at the cigarette on the floor. "What a waste," he muttered as he stepped on it. He dusted himself, removing as many of the splinters he had received from the table as he could. "Remind *me* never to take cover behind wood."

"You all right?" asked Katrine. Alferei nodded as he removed the magazine and fired the round inside at one of the bodies, making sure he was dead whilst at the same time removing the possibility of a misfiring round going through his back. He inserted the magazine once more, and slung the rifle across his body again, hiding it on his back between his jacket and his body armour.

"That takes care of them," he muttered as he adjusted his clothing. His eyes quickly scanned for the other two; the LAW officers.

As they ducked, the two were already preparing to use their weapons, the "ninja," Void, reaching for his sword when a hand is placed onto his shoulder from the other officer, Sam, gesturing for his partner to stop for the moment. "Let's see how good these four are first. If they are as good as they are, then we'll leave this to them. Sort of a test, right?"

Void just stared then looks forward, but his hand never removing itself from the sword on his back. He wasn't one to trust others for his safety, so was well prepared to back himself up if this becomes a mistake. Sam was calm as any, smiling, however, as the gun fire resumed, the four shouting their commands to one another. The blond headed officer listened as this all occurred, loving the way the way they were coordinating their attacks so efficiently. When it all was said and done, the two rose to their feet as Alferei starts to comment about the attack he just used.

"Remind me never to blow someone's head off at point-blank," Alferei says as he holsters his rifle.

"He used a weapon that powerful at close range," Sam thinks. "And he laughs about it, too."

Then the man looks around, finding his eyes on the two LAW officers now standing up, the two walking over to the four.

"I guess you four do live up to your name after all," Sam says. "I guess that settles it." He reaches out his right hand to Alferei for him to grasp. "The name's Sam McPhil. As of now, you four are officially working for LAW."

Void crosses his arms as he awaits their response.

Alferei tentatively looked at Wilhelm, who nodded with a slight grin as he grabbed a fresh cigarette and his lighter.

The former grasped Sam's hand firmly and shook it once.

"Pleasure to be aboard," replied Alferei as the hands separated. "When and where do we start?" He turned to look at Brandon, then Katrine and Wilhelm.

"Well, we need somewhere to start. We have two underground organisations in two cities we need to take care of. Besides..." said Wilhelm, puffing his cigarette. "We'll have all the money and equipment we need for it."

Katrine stifled a chuckle, while they waited for the answer from the two men.

(OOC: kurt.. i dont know what to say at this point..)

Seth and Boron were walking for a few minutes just chatting and getting to know eachother. Somehow Seth seemed to of caught Borons encounter with the four thugs, but didn't help.
Boron told Seth his entire story about his eyes, how he can see, why, and how he can see 'differenlty'. Seth's usual reaction was mostly in an awe. But when Boron asked Seth about his ears, all he did was blush and cover them. Boron realized that this was a touchy subject to talk about with Seth, his extra ears. So the two strode down the streets of Tewen, making a turn here and there, not pacing by Jae's Diner.

"So.. How long have you been in Tewen?" Asked Seth.

"Maybe around a day or two, how about you Seth?" Replied Boron

"I've been here for a little while, not too long." Seth seemed to get a little excited.

Whats he thinking...

"Hey, Boron?" Asked Seth.

"Hmm?"

"Can.. can.. can i touch one of your eyes!" Said Seth, following with a big smile.

"Uhm.. Sure, be my guest. Just dont like, push it in.. K?"

They stopped walking infront of Lucky Lue's Bar, Seth slowly approaching Boron with his pointer finger streched out. As his finger touched Borons' eye, Boron could see the hairs on the back of Seths' neck rise in excitement. He moved Borons' eye up and down, left and right, slowly. Being very careful.

"Ha ha, I think thats enough Seth. You.. umm, can touch it later ha ha ha."

"Heh, okay. Hey, why do you hide behind that funny looking collar?"

"You sure do ask a lot of questions, dont you?"

"Ha ha, yea well I--"

Just then, two men strode out of Lucky Lue's Bar, drunk off thier rockers. As they walked, or in thier case, limped, over towards Seth and Boron, the man on the right, a husky fella wearing a truckers hat and ripped jeans, noticed Seths' ears.

"He.. Hey *hickup* Jack, t-take a l-look at this fellers earssss." Said the husky man.

"I t-think thier lion's earsss. Are YOU A lion? Huh? Are YA? Heh heh heh."

Boron looked over towards Seth, his head was down. Boron didn't need a high iQ to figure out Seth was hurt.

"Hey you two." Says Boron. Stepping towards the two drunk men, when passing Seth, he puts a hand on his shoulder. "Why dont you go drop dead and leave him alone."

The two seemed to be enraged, they must of had one TOO many to drink.

"Why I awwtah." Said the husky man raising his fist.

Right when he raised his fist however, Seths' head shot up. Anger seeped into his eyes.
Crouching down, with astonishing speed, Seth swung a kick and the husky mans' left knee-cap. Kicking it inward. The man keels over in pain, his screams could be heard miles away. He was deeply in pain.
The man named Jack realized what just happend, so he swung his right fist towards Seth as he was rising.

"Seth, to your right!" Yelled Boron.

As soon as he yelled, Seth caught Jacks' fist with his right hand. Holding it in place for a second or two, Seth then thrusted his left palm upward at Jacks left elbow. Bending it inwards, like the husky mans leg. It made a couple of snapping sounds, this gave Boron the chills.
Jack just stood thier, looking at his arm bent the wrong way, screaming.

By now, footsteps were heard inside the bar, probably people running to go see what the fuss was about. So Boron and Seth decided to run away from the whole scene, not wanting to attract any more attension to themselves. Boron realized they would be safer on the rooftops, Seth agreed. The two found a very narrow alley, maybe four feet inbetween. At the end of the alley was a brick wall that reached to the top of the left building, wich was smaller that the one on the right, by a story or two. Boron pointed out a ladder they could use to climb to the top (of the left building) but Seth disagreed. Seth did not want to take any ladders.

"I have a better, and more fun idea." Seth said.

Then, Seth leaned over in a sprinting motion. He ran towards the end of the alley and with his speed, and ran up the wall, half way. He then pushed off the wall with his right leg, sending him towards the left building, but instead of reaching for the top of the roof and pull himself up, Seth pushed off the small building with his left foot. He repeated this pattern, using the left and right buildings to gain height, pushing his legs off of them, until the small building ended. When it did, Seth gave one last final push off of the right buiding(using his right leg) and turned towards the left building in mid-air, landing on it safely.
Seth walked to the edge of the building, and looked down at Boron.

"Well, to me, thats a better way." Said Seth with a smile.

Boron was amazed by his speed when he was running. No wonder why he couldn't catch him.

"You got me thier Seth. Heh, well I dont think I can do that, so im just going to take the ladder. Ha ha." Replied Boron

Boron walked slowly down the alley, using his left eye to calculate weather or not he himself could pull-off such an act. But his calculations told him No. Reaching the top, Boron noticed Seth was looking off into the distance, probably thinking of something from his past.

"Comon" Said Boron "lets keep walking."

The two strode from building to building quietly now, no more random question from Seth.

(OOC: Kurt, write more.)

"So how are your children? I heard that one of them caught a flu last week?"

In a deep voice, Phobos asked the green-haired woman beside him at a relatively peaceful cafe, going through the motions of strengthening the cover that he and Hygeia had chosen. The healer that he had opted to keep by his side was posing as his assistant while he entered the city as a middle-aged doctor and wearing a disguise as he was certain that Dolos would keep people on a lookout for him. It had worked so far, and had gotten him nearer and nearer to his destination, the Suzaku Tower.

After they had picked up Hygeia and briefed her on the operations, the group split up and infiltrated Vincellio from different locations in pairs. Vengreche, who had already made it in together with Corlerina earlier, had connected them all into a telepathic web and became the main line of communication and the sole contact with Deimos as he remained somewhere in the centre of the city with his hydrokinetic partner.

Trusting the others to complete the first and the easiest part of the operation successfully, he kept half of his mind on Vengreche's telepathic channel, and the other half on the boringly mundane but necessary conversation with his 'assistant'.

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It never surprised Geras how Deimos managed to be so irritatingly flippant for one moment and downright serious the next. Not that he worked with the blue-haired assassin much, given that they were in different branches to begin with, but he had heard enough rumours.

But none could prepare him for the real deal, as the telepath switched for checking out physical assets of random passerbys to informing them that LAW just acquired the services of four mercenaries with a mind-blowing price of a hundred billion, then proceeded to rattle off the names and a good amount of classified details on those four people. Then went right back to swooning at an ice-cream parlour.

Geras sighed and silently offered his thanks to Momos for advising him that letting Deimos take the wheel would not be a good idea. The phaser had went ahead to check out the city under the Dragon clan's control first, not content with just the information they were given, even though it was adequate to work with. Geras would have gone with him, just to be away from Deimos for moments, but Momos prefered to scout alone, so the teenager had no choice but to play chaffeur, despite his 'I am too young to be driving' look.

"Tewen is already a battlefield." Deimos suddenly commented in a surprisingly solemn tone, making Geras glance at him once before returning his eyes to the road. "It's almost like two years ago. The Phoenixes and Dragons have each received orders to come out and kill one another."

Geras shrugged, "They seem to really like doing that."

"Huh. Maybe. I enjoyed it the last time, though I didn't really get to kill that many people." Deimos tilted his head to one side, his ice-blue eyes once again holding a distinctly psychotic gleam. "But it pissed me off that they started it again, so once we assassinated everyone of importance, I'm going to blow up all their headquarters and buildings, and see how they'll like that."

[OOC: Yes, I'm moving the plot on. It's going to be seven in the morning (in the roleplay), Vex, time for Jason to meet up with the others. Yesh, my Deimos-chan is going nutsy again! XD]

OOC NIce but...When they called him Lion ,Seth wouldn't get hurt he'd comment back yeah..Nice job on the." Can I touch your eye?" I was like DANG this guy's gooooood))

IC:Walking now with Boron, the silence surrounding them was a litlte Earie. He sighed now his eyes sliding to Boron with a quirk on his right brow.

"Hey Boron..?"

"Hey Seth..?" Said Boron Playfully now turning his head to him.

"Uh..about my ears...I-" Started Seth but was cut off by Boron Saying:

"Oh,you don't have to talk about it if you don't want I don't mind much."

"Oh no It's ohkay..See I was or I should say am an experiment."

"An experiment?" inquired Boron as they both then jumped over an alley to another building before walking again.

"Yes by the Dragon clan. (Boron didn't bother to inturrupt this time) I was created as a cyber-genetic expiriment, as they were trying to make superior fighters for the war. I was Codenamed: X537, and was put through various training excercies. I was far from the first hece the X537.. I was..as you can tell in the X5 series. Having many unsuccesful and succesful X5's we were all given names of real humans to make things easier, obviously my name was Seth." He said now looking foreward a bit of Serious yet sad look on his face.

"So,they let you go? Or,you're on a mission?" Asked Boron not looking at Seth much to not impose.

"Neither, I, uh..well escaped actually. On a scouting misison around the area with me Charles and Jacob, two other X5s. Though I thought of it as a chance to escape I preteneded to hear something off in the distance I went to check it out, and then ran, sensing me run, they chased me down until finally I lost them by jumping in a stream, that was freezing by the way." Said Seth now looking at his watch.

"Oh,Interesting." Said Boron now looking down a little.

"AGH 7 AM ALREADY?" Yelled Seth now looking at his watch.


OOC: ohkay I'm done for now ..yeah))

An experiment.. Dragon clans experiment.. X5 series. And there's more of them too.

Boron made these into little notes, and stored them in a file into his brain, so he wouldn't forget. The two walk from building to building, sometimes having to jump over an alley or two, wich seemed no problem for Seth, until..

"AGH 7 AM ALREADY?" Seth yelled.

Boron stopped walking, and looked towards the sky. Boron slightly whispers the word Time, and at the bottom right of his vision, appears the time. It read 7:02 am.

"Yup, Its 7 alright." Boron stomach growled loudly. "I think its time for breakfast. Are you in Seth?"

"You bet, I mean.. As long as your treating! Ha ha." Seth replied with a smile.

"I have no problem with that." Said Boron "As long as you dont buy the store. Heh."

They walked for a few more buildings in silence, until Seth came to a stop. He tilted his head upwards and took in a deep breath through his nose, smelling the air.

"Paaaancaaakessssss." Said Seth.

Seth followed the scent of pancakes, Boron trailling behind, until he stopped at Ralph's Diner. Wich was only a couple of buildings down, and across the street, from Jae's Diner. Seth wasted little time crossing the street to Ralph's, ignoring any on-coming cars, and thier flaring horns. Boron however, crossed the street carefuly, crossing when the sign said too. Seth had his head squished against the large front window in Ralph's Diner, fogging it up every time he exhaled. Seth turned to Boron when he came near,

"It looks really good!" Said Seth, excitement in his voice.

Boron nodded in agreement, the two of them stepped into Ralph's using seperate doors, and as Boron thought, Seth was the first one in, and already seated too. Seth sat at the talbe closest to the cook, and sat upon a stool. Boron knew it was a stool he was sitting on because Seth found excitement in spinning himself around and around on it. Boron smiled when he saw Seth do this and sat next to him.

"Comon Boron.. Its.. fun!" Said Seth, say each word as he spun facing Boron.

"Ha ha, It does, but I think I'll pass." Replied Boron with a smile.

When Boron turned to face the clerk, she was already infront of him. A lady in her late 30's or early 40's with red hair.

"Can I h-elp you boyz?" She said with a thick accent. Unfamiliar to Boron.

"I'll have.. the usual.. Martha." Said Seth.

Seems like he's been here before.

"I guess I'll have what my friends having." Replied Boron with a smile.

The red haired woman turned around and yelled,
"Gimme two pixies on rollerskates!"

A couple of minutes later, or a couple hundred spins for Seth, Martha turned and gave Boron and Seth each a plate with three pancakes. But these pancakes were not any ordinary ones, these where huge!

"Well.." Boron said with a sigh "I guess it's a good thing im hungry"

Boron looked towards Seth, too see if he stopped spinning yet. And he did, and already began to eat. But the way he ate put Boron into an awe. He saw Seth heaving down, bite after bite, of these giant pancakes, like he hasn't eatten in months. Boron was surprised he even used a fork and a knife. After watching Seth eat for a minute, Boron became even more hungry, wich then he too began eating like Seth. With piece of pancake missing thier mouth, and landing on someone elses. In the middle of eatting, Boron turned to see how Seth was doing. He wasn't finished, but still chewing. Seth noticed Boron was watching him, and turned to face him, smiled, revieling a mouthful of chewed pancake oozing out of his teeth. Boron couldn't help but laugh at the sight. While laughing, Boron turned too see what Martha was up too. She was just standing a few feet away, over the counter, shaking her head in disgust. But what did Boron or Seth care? They were having fun.

With both plates polished clean, Martha approaching the two boys as they were getting ready to leave.

"That'll be $52.73 dollars youngin'" She said.

Seth turned to Boron and smiled. Boron reaching into his cloak and shuffled around in his sac of money.

"Here you go, this should be plenty." Boron said, placing two smalle penny shaped gold coins on the counter. The two exited the Diner, the morning sun beatting down upon thier brows.

"Come with me Seth, there's someone I want you too meet." Said Boron

Seth remained silent, but Boron sensed his curiosity rising. Walking towards Jae's Diner, Boron saw Jasons car was still parked infront, and infront of the car, the speeding black van. Boron opened the doors to Jae's Diner and noticed the bodies had been taken away, the blood still there however.

"What happend here?!" Said Seth

"I dont know, want to find out?" Replied Boron.

"Definetly, it seems interesting enough, with the blood smeered all over the walls, chairs, and tabletops." Said Seth.

"Okay then.." Says Boron "Hey L.T, where are you!!"

Just then, three men pop out from behind the counter in unison. Boron leans over to Seth and whispers,

"I dont want to know what they were just doing. Heh"

Seth laughed, but the three men had thier guns drawn in Borons direction. One of the men's gun's lowered, and he said.

"Lower your gun'sn they aren't a threat."

"Hey L.T!" Said Boron with a smile.

"Where the hell have you been!? Didn't i say you where a Suspect?!?" Said Jason.



((OOC: I figured ide get us all together, maybe some action might come our way now. ))

"Think it would be that easy? Even if you finish off the Dragons, you still got the Phoenix to worry and they'll won't go down without a fight. What's worse is now the street kids are taking up arms, so LAW got it's hand full at all sides."

"You're also worried about Kei being draw in, is that what you're saying?" replied Jason. "I don't blame you since we all lost something in this hell, but as long this city still rages in it's own hellfire...there will be more drawn to it, even kids like your little brother." He then walks around for a bit before noticing more dead bodies, civilians. "Besides, how is he anyway?"

"He's doing good even thought he plays the midnight owl too much." Cyril breathes in the smoke as he lets go of the cigarette from his and lets it out of his lungs. As much as he knows, one way or another...there will be involvement that turns a street into a battlefield. "So when's the operation going to commence?"

Cyril checks his watch for the timing, noticing it's nearly 7 'o clock and almost time of Kei's schooling, so drops the cig out of his mouth, rubbing it out with his shoe as he flickes open his cell. RING...


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2 weeks ago. Richter residence

As the slight sunlight fills the room while two people are sleeping in the same bed, as a young man pulls the bed sheet to cover up from the light while a young woman gives off a slight moan. The buzzer of an alarm clock starts as he pounds it just to hit the silence button as he wakes up with drozy face and a slight yawn.

"Hey, did I wake you?" as he asked.

"No. I was just pretending to sleep, couldn't resist seeing your cute angel side." Replies with a slight giggle.

"Better get going or we'll be late. But of course Cy..." the phone starts to ring. "Terrific, had to ruin a good moment before I get my pants on. Must be a mind reader or something." He quickly puts on some clothes on, then picks up the phone. "*groans* Hello?"

"Up and about yet, Kei?"

"Yea, pretty much." groaning as Kei wiped his face a little. "Where you are? Over at the bar again?"

"Nope, but hope you two lovebirds had a good thing, eh? Was she was pretty wild?"

"And you pretty much ruined it Cyril, and now I feel I have to go before I burst."

"Okay, okay Mr. "Not the morning person". I left some breakfast bowls and milk in the fridge in case you're hungry. Also, I'm sorted up here at the Diner with some corpses and Jason here, so it's going to be a long while until I get home. Anyway, just get to school, and I'll get home when they're finished here with the blood and guts. Tell Mary I said hi. Later." *click*

Coming out the bathroom first, Mary gives a look to Kei. "Your brother, again? *sigh* He definetely needs to lighten up on the pervert/gangster act. So what's on the menu?"

"Breakfast bowls...again. Too bad we're in a hurry."

"Just take care of your business and I'll fix things up." as she gives off a brief kiss. "Just don't take too long."

The complete complacency in the physician's expression sparked curiosity in Kaito, who could only file away the information for a later investigation. Almost as if Rauls had let a shield slip, the facade instantly reverted to a pseudo-sadistic facade.

Reaching for the stethscope hanging loosely around his neck, the task set before the physician was instantly set before the shinobi: Rauls was about to check on a new patient. It was a sequence the shinobi had regularly found to be true.

"Well, Kaito, duty calls. It's a shame we couldn't speak more, but I have a feeling I'll find out all that I need soon enough."

Somehow, this man who had so willingly stumbled into the situation knew "everything", although how much "everything" was, the Hade's assassin could not be sure. In times as these, Kaito caught himself silently wishing he were a telepath. Although excelling in mental shields by normal standards, he could never judge his flaws in the art. The shinobi could only hope he was jumping to conclusions.

"In time, Igami. In time," Kaito replied, bowing slightly.

Turning back to watch the departing Phoenix members, Kaito found himself wishing Phobos had left a mental-link open, or that Moros was nearby. Meanwhile, Rauls moved toward the Dolos' chambers.

Carrying an injection, Igami released exasperated, recalling the amount of energy it required to get the liquid equivalent to laughing gas anywhere near his patient, Rauls' reasoning being that the dose would not only relax Enya physically, but mentally as well.

Whatever Kaito was hiding, Enya was somehow in on it.

Stepping into the room, the telepath shook his head slightly at the sight of Enya's stirring. The binds would most certainly help.

"Enya, as much as I would prefer to torture you myself, you have nothing to fear from me." The words nonchalantly rolled from the physician's tongue. "Dolos-sama has informed me to only give you a run-down to make sure that you're not seriously beaten, so I dare not harm you myself, if that's any reassurance.

"Now, I'm going to need you to relax, so that I can give you the optimum care. If not, then... I'll have to resort to other methods," Rauls pronounced, producing the injection for his patient to see.

The dual psychic's eyes went narrow with suspicion and no small amount of worry when he heard the doctor's words. Even though he expected Dolos to want a detailed report on his condition, so as to confirm if he was up for that sadistic bastard's little 'interrogation', he could not help but wonder if Moros succeeded in persuading Dolos to put it off until a later time.

He settled his golden gaze on the content of the injection needle, his displeasure accompanying his soft raspy voice thickly. "If you think I'm going to relax, think again. Just do whatever you want."

Closing his eyes was a challenge, for his instinct screamed for him not to stop tracking the potentially harmful man with his sight for he could be attacked without warning. But he figured that since he had no wish to be introduced to the physician's 'other methods', he would just have to pray that whatever was going to be fed into his system was not going to make the situation nasty for him.

[OOC: rean, your turn. ^^;; I'm not sure what Rauls is going to inject into Enya, so I'll let you do his responses. Sorry. >.<]

Has Azrael stood up he noticed that Boros ran away. He went to see his dead partners and take their personal items, suddenly, he gets a call:

Azrael, this is Ferdinand.
"Ferdi-who?"
Ferdinand. The guy that informed you of your mission. Anyway, there's a change of plans. Cancel the trip to Phoenix HQ and stay there to guard the command center. Wait for my arrival. That is all
"Very well. I'm on my way. And by the way, bring some guys with you, we're a little short here."

Azrael arrives at the house known has command center. It was a regular house just like any other house. Azrael enters and goes to a small room with a man sitting in front of various computers.

"Any news?" Azrael asks and the man answers with a negative nod. Azrael goes to the kitchen and sits down on a chair and starts cleaning his bloody katana. By sunrise a man rushes into the room saying: "there's a small situation involving Dragon and Phoenix men on 9th Boulevard."
"Alright..." Azrael answers "... I'm gonna lend a hand to our fellas!"
While strolling thruout the building's roof tops heading to the battlefield Azrael notices a diner, a LAW car parked in front of it along with a black van. On the floor there's various body bags. Suddenly he sees Boron and another guy entering the same dinner. Azrael filled with revenge heads towards the dinner and enters seeing three men pointing guns at Boron.

(Gamer... apparently you didn't read my character's bio... he doesn't use brute force!)

(Brahma, I was trying to throw in your 'above averge human strength' with ur fighting style. Making it seem as though it was brute force. My apologies on that.)


The sounds of a bell gets Borons' attension. It was the bell to Jae's Diner, the one that lets you know if someone enters. Boron turns around to see the man with the slicked back black hair.

"Hey, what's up slick?" Boron says with a cocky smile. Boron sticks out his hand, for a friendly hand-shake.

Slapping his hand away, "Dont give me any of that B.S, step outside. We're goign to finish this."

"I don't know what you want to finish, but it's fine with me. Seth, be a pal' and go meet the three LAW agents over there. I guess i have buisness to attend too." Said Boron.

Boron noticed that the man had already exited the diner before he was done talking.

I guess he's pissed about before.

"Wait, Boron!" Said Jason, jumping over the counter. "I can't allow you to fight this guy. Your our only suspect, if you die then we don't have any one else!"

"Then I guess im not going to die then. But besides, shouldn't you palce him udner arrest? Hes a lizzard. I mean 'Dragon'. If that means anything too you."

Turning towards the door, Boron sees the man in the jacket waitting for him in the middle of the street. No cars are in sight, or heard. The man is in a fighting stance, but not like any other, this one was practised. Walking infront of him, giving a god 15 foot space inbetween eachother. Boron zero's-in on his stance, searching through his memory bank stored in the mechanical part of his brain, Boron finds his style. In his left eye, the style apprears on the far left side.

Ninjutsu.

Under the word Ninjustsu, a small stick figure gives a brief summary of the techniques used in Ninjutsu. His memory also says that the mans stance is perfect.

I believe hes what they call a 'black belt'. Great.

"Before we begin, I was hoping to know your name!" Boron yells, even though it wasn't required.

"Well since your going to die anyway." He relpies "They call me Azrael!"

"Nice too meet you Azrael! Im Boron!" But Azrael didnt seem to care much.

"I know your weakness Boron" Azrael said with a smile.

"Oh, and what might that be?"

"Your blind! Therefor, if I stay completely silent, you dont know where I am. Ha ha!"

"Oh pitty me. You've discoverd my secret. Congratz."

Azrael steps up on the tips of his toes to keep silent, and approach Boron. Azrael runs at and angel just to ensure he misleads Boron. Now at Borons' left side, Azrael runs at him silently. Boron turns towards Azrael, but in a way to make it seem like he was blind, and didn't know Azrael was there. Approaching Boron Azrael has his right hand in a fist, only five-or so feet away, Azrael extends his fist towards Borons head.
Boron bends over, dodging hes punch,

"Hey hey! A nickle!"



(OOC: Ive always wanted to do that Anyways, lets ahve Seth or Jason or someone else jump in. )

"If you think I'm going to relax, think again. Just do whatever you want."

"Fine. It's all the same to me," Rauls lied. Enya's response was exactly what the telepath had come to expect from his years of work, yet even so, he always found himself hoping his patients would relax themselves. The pure agony Igami could "feel" through his mindlink would be bliss, but alas, it was not meant to be. Silently, he thanked his patient, realizing that he may have never discovered anything about Kaito's motivations if Enya had replied otherwise.

Promptly, Igami injected the dual psychic with the serum and tossed the now empty vial in a nearby bio-disposal bin. The initial shock of the action nearly startled Enya, and in that position he stayed, tense, despite the pain still seeping through him.

Igami pulled his left sleeve back an inch to eye his watch.

One-hundred twenty seconds........Sixty seconds...... Thirty seconds.... Fifteen seconds... Five seconds.. Showtime.

"So, how do you feel?" Rauls questioned, regarding the limp state of his patient.

Silence.

Pleased with his work's effectiveness, Igami checked his patients mental shield. Open. No doubt, the dual psychic had faced nothing like this before: a temporary venom designed to nearly shut down certain portions of the mind, bringing the body into a state on the virge of a deep slumber. Actual sleep, the telepath had learned, was a danger in itself, the mind uncontrollable and random during such moments.

In these conditions, Rauls had 'all the time in the world' to learn six months about a person, run thorough diagnostic tests, and prescribe the necessary antidotes. In less then an hour, Igami believed he could gain Dolos approval and have Kaito on a leash. A very short leash.

Life was good.

(OOC: It's no problem, Sel-chan. I just hope my post was alright. ^^; )

Seth, be a pal' and go meet the three LAW agents over there. I guess i have buisness to attend too." Said Boron before leaving following the man now. Seth shrugged a bit and then walked over to LAW agents now attempting to shake theh and of the one called "Jason".
"I'm uh..Seth." he said as Jason then shook his hand.
"Nice to meet you Seth, I'm Jason Dingaurd..this is-" Before Jason could finish he ran out side sensing a killing intent. Now seing Boron bent over apparently reaching for a nickel and some guy over him about to elbow him down even farther. Seth then ran quickly over to the two as he sent the back of his hand to deflect the elbow, and it was succesful. Pushing up he shoved the man the elbow belong to back a bit saying.
"Why don't you pick on someone..well..actually.." He said now putting a hand under his chin now thinking a bit. "Picking on someone isn't that nice...maybe you should..", now babbeling on not hearing anything Boron or the other man said;not really paying attention to anything but himself. The strange man sent a kick to his head all ni