Of Men and Titans Book III (IC)

[Personal Freedom]

"Actually, I was more interested in the prison records they keep. I knew many good people that the Order imprisoned and I would like to know of their fate," Anne said, purposely omitting that her family was among those taken. She was quiet for a moment and took a sip of her tea. She was enjoying her company, but the memory of her family was still a dark spot, and she was still a bit uncomfortable by the girls hypocrisy. Steven flash a quick glance at her to make sure she was alright, but she looked to be coping quite well.

"I'm a Whig myself. I don't like the Path's philosophy, but I worked with some SLF members while the Order was still about. I met all sorts of interesting people. Were your parent's involved in one those organizations, or is it just something you find interesting?' Steven said smiling before he remembered that the girl wasn't who she appeared to be.

Whatever the case she seems nice. Anne is actually holding together pretty well giving the circumstances, and wow... I probably should introduce us by now.

"My name is Steven, by the way, and I'll introduce my friend since she is drinking at the moment."

"Its okay, I can introduce myself. I'm Anne. Today we are just exploring the city too. i wouldn't go west, its horrid in that direction," she said quietly.

"My parents had some dealings with The Path and I found their philosophy slightly agreeable considering what was going on at the time. Anyway my name's Rei and what's going on to the west?" she asked. It was apparent that she wasn't paying close enough attention to the news or wasn't in the area in her ghost form and hopefully they would explain their point of view on why it was so bad in that specific direction.

Although it was true that she had no idea what was going on towards the west and probably wouldn't go there if the reason was good enough. The story that her parents had some dealings with the path however was false and she was the one who aided the path until she had found that their philosophy was changing from abhuman equality to super supremacy. She left because it wasn't her belief, she believed that all beings ought to be bound to the law equally regardless of wealth, power, gender, and age.

Her train of thought crashed into a mountain of blocks as the bartender asked them why bother looking around when there are people who worked for the order scattered all over the place and she heard the employees in the back talking about their time working for the order. 'I haven't looked at them through their prospective' rei thought

"Nothing is going on in the west. That's the problem. Its as bad as people say. Everyone is crooked. The rich are responsible, and the middle class don't care. I wouldn't go there. There must be a few decent people there somewhere, but I wouldn't spend enough time there to seek them out. The place is dangerous and going there might literally be the last thing you do," Steven offered. "I know I'm not driving back that way anyhow."

Anne watched the girl. She was sure about her, she wanted to treat her like the average teenage girl even though she clearly wasn't. Eventually she cleared her throat and spoke up.

"Did you drive here? I don't know if your parents would like you walking through this district of the city," Anne said with concern in her voice. Be her a body snatcher or not, Anne had found her a nice person. She didn't want to see her get injured in the cit. Perhaps at least they could drive to where ever she needed to go. This seemed like a bad idea too, and Anne would have never let people drive her somewhere, but it seemed safer tto her than the alternative. Of course, if she drove her own car then there would be no cause for alarm at all.

[Islamic Republic e Jariri]

Percy floated around them for a few seconds, before reaching a description of the events.
Well shit... There goes the planet.

What the...

''Who on earth on you?'' said Damien noticing Percy from above.

He's...floating? Able to rearrange his molecular structure into a gaseous state...is this the pervert they were talking about?

''Are you trying to kill me or something?!''

He tried to kill me....or was he testing? Does he know? Well he probably does now, I'll have a difficult time making up an excuse as to what just happened...there's no way I'm telling them I'm immortal...I'll just make up the story of being a Metahuman with a simple healing factor and was too shy to talk about it...that will do, yes, one street sign isn't enough to prove I can't die.

Then suddenly a group of bikers circled the entire group. They bore tattoos on their left shoulder resembling an anchor.

''You know how much that Porsche was gonna make us!''

''You crossed the wrong boys, ladies!'' another shouted.

This time there were twelve of them. ''We own this turf and you ain't goin nowhere till you pay for that Porsche, with your little lives!''

Some pointed guns, others flung out machetes, and others were holding lead pipes.

They charged.

''Let's get em!''

[Rynagria]

Fall Harbor
Jessica and Hunter walked alongside the wreckage when they heard gunfire, growls, and screams. "What the nether is that?" Jessica asked as she looked around. Hunter shrugged.

"Don't know, but be prepared" Hunter said, raising his P90. Jessica light a fire from her hand then looked around. They got into a wall and tried to stay as flat as they can for whatever making the noise might see them. "Get ready for whatever the nether is going to happen" Hunter said.

The soldiers of Echo Team, still a bit panicked, stopped running as they found out that the beast had not followed them. They actually heard it's final roar, from quite a far distance by this point, which made the soldiers think.

"I think something took it out......." Said one of them, his M1 Garand Rifle on the floor, with his breathing, labored and forced.

"But....... What took it out?" Responded another soldier, his Lee-Enfield grasped lightly in his hand, as he took a seat in the floor, exhausted from all the running.

"It's not our problem anymore, come on, everybody up. If you don't do as I say right now, I'll have the Captain cut your rations in half!" Said the second in command, the M1 Carbine held tightly in his hands, aimed at the dark.

"We're barely getting enough as it is....." Muttered several of the soldiers, who has finally stood up, flashlight in hand.

"Well then, let's get moving."

[Corenea]

Fall Harbor
Jessica and Hunter walked alongside the wreckage when they heard gunfire, growls, and screams. "What the nether is that?" Jessica asked as she looked around. Hunter shrugged.

"Don't know, but be prepared" Hunter said, raising his P90. Jessica light a fire from her hand then looked around. They got into a wall and tried to stay as flat as they can for whatever making the noise might see them. "Get ready for whatever the nether is going to happen" Hunter said.

The soldiers of Echo Team, still a bit panicked, stopped running as they found out that the beast had not followed them. They actually heard it's final roar, from quite a far distance by this point, which made the soldiers think.

"I think something took it out......." Said one of them, his M1 Garand Rifle on the floor, with his breathing, labored and forced.

"But....... What took it out?" Responded another soldier, his Lee-Enfield grasped lightly in his hand, as he took a seat in the floor, exhausted from all the running.

"It's not our problem anymore, come on, everybody up. If you don't do as I say right now, I'll have the Captain cut your rations in half!" Said the second in command, the M1 Carbine held tightly in his hands, aimed at the dark.

"We're barely getting enough as it is....." Muttered several of the soldiers, who has finally stood up, flashlight in hand.

"Well then, let's get moving."

"It seems like the growling just stopped," Hunter said, "Let's go" he motioned to Jessica as they walked silently to the area. Jessica stopped. "I think I heard a mass of noise," Jessica said. Hunter too stopped.

"Alright, let's see what it is," Hunter whispered as they try to get closer to the noise. Hunter readied his P90 while Jessica lights her hand with fire, looking around, trying to spot what the noise is.

[Charmera]

Rachel

Rachel walked into the Lemon cafe, groaning as she reached into her pockets, finding some money. She supposed she couldn't find work on an empty stomach. She was a regular at the cafe, enjoying the good food and drink for a reasonable price. She slumped onto a seat at the bar, yawnicng loudly as she put her arms on the table, her headache not subsided. She didn't remember having that much to drink last night…

"Ah, Rachel, what'll it be today?" Asked Corporal, casually wiping the counter for the bar, as he can't quite casually clean glasses, as that requires two hands.

"Still haven't found a job huh? Don't worry, we're all in a fickle, even the lower part of the middle district. With the cops trying to focus on lower district, they ignoring their own district, which is starting to get worse. Those dumbasses, they don't what the Nether their doing." Asked Mike, having a smile at the misfortune of the middle class.

"Hey, assistant scientist, it's not our fault this is all caused by the Lower Class's unrest." Shot Saitou, who was now angry in return.

"Both of you stop, it's all of our faults, so stop fighting!" Said Corporal in a stern voice, replacing the "nice" tone of his., having enough of their bickering.

Rachel
Rachel looked up at the man, a tired smile on her face "Morning Corporal. I'll just have a sandwich, Ham and cheese. Some water would also be great..." she asked, running her hand through her hair, turning to Mike "No I haven't found a job unfortunately... You wouldn't happen to know of any openings anywhere?" she asked curiously, noting the tensions even in the cafe. She couldn't escape the looming possibilities, with flaring tensions all over Millersville her home in the Middle District could very well become a battlefield. She had seen what war was like during her time fighting against the Order and she didn't want it to ravage this district, her new home.

These people don't deserve that. she thought to herself They don't deserve whatever is coming...

What the...

''Who on earth on you?'' said Damien noticing Percy from above.

He's...floating? Able to rearrange his molecular structure into a gaseous state...is this the pervert they were talking about?

''Are you trying to kill me or something?!''

He tried to kill me....or was he testing? Does he know? Well he probably does now, I'll have a difficult time making up an excuse as to what just happened...there's no way I'm telling them I'm immortal...I'll just make up the story of being a Metahuman with a simple healing factor and was too shy to talk about it...that will do, yes, one street sign isn't enough to prove I can't die.

Then suddenly a group of bikers circled the entire group. They bore tattoos on their left shoulder resembling an anchor.

''You know how much that Porsche was gonna make us!''

''You crossed the wrong boys, ladies!'' another shouted.

This time there were twelve of them. ''We own this turf and you ain't goin nowhere till you pay for that Porsche, with your little lives!''

Some pointed guns, others flung out machetes, and others were holding lead pipes.

They charged.

''Let's get em!''

Quicksilver
Finally, some fun! she thought, hopping onto a lamppost from a smaller building, careful to keep her balance, she drew her knives with a smile. She knew that interfeering in the upcoming fight would get her discovered by Sommerfield, but her employers had little chance of finding out and she could just hop back in the darkness after it was done. She prepared to attack the nearest gang member once the fighting broke out...

[Islamic Republic e Jariri]

"Ah, Rachel, what'll it be today?" Asked Corporal, casually wiping the counter for the bar, as he can't quite casually clean glasses, as that requires two hands.

"Still haven't found a job huh? Don't worry, we're all in a fickle, even the lower part of the middle district. With the cops trying to focus on lower district, they ignoring their own district, which is starting to get worse. Those dumbasses, they don't what the Nether their doing." Asked Mike, having a smile at the misfortune of the middle class.

"Hey, assistant scientist, it's not our fault this is all caused by the Lower Class's unrest." Shot Saitou, who was now angry in return.

"Both of you stop, it's all of our faults, so stop fighting!" Said Corporal in a stern voice, replacing the "nice" tone of his., having enough of their bickering.

Rachel
Rachel looked up at the man, a tired smile on her face "Morning Corporal. I'll just have a sandwich, Ham and cheese. Some water would also be great..." she asked, running her hand through her hair, turning to Mike "No I haven't found a job unfortunately... You wouldn't happen to know of any openings anywhere?" she asked curiously, noting the tensions even in the cafe. She couldn't escape the looming possibilities, with flaring tensions all over Millersville her home in the Middle District could very well become a battlefield. She had seen what war was like during her time fighting against the Order and she didn't want it to ravage this district, her new home.

These people don't deserve that. she thought to herself They don't deserve whatever is coming...

Then suddenly a group of bikers circled the entire group. They bore tattoos on their left shoulder resembling an anchor.

''You know how much that Porsche was gonna make us!''

''You crossed the wrong boys, ladies!'' another shouted.

This time there were twelve of them. ''We own this turf and you ain't goin nowhere till you pay for that Porsche, with your little lives!''

Some pointed guns, others flung out machetes, and others were holding lead pipes.

They charged.

''Let's get em!''

Quicksilver
Finally, some fun! she thought, hopping onto a lamppost from a smaller building, careful to keep her balance, she drew her knives with a smile. She knew that interfeering in the upcoming fight would get her discovered by Sommerfield, but her employers had little chance of finding out and she could just hop back in the darkness after it was done. She prepared to attack the nearest gang member once the fighting broke out...

''Look, we don't want any trouble, but we did act in self-defence.''

''Oh, so the little kid playing adult diplomatic is he?'' taunted one of them before raising a lead pipe and swinging it across at him.

Damien's entire head twisted round as he smashed against the alleyway wall and his body fell limb.
The other gang members pointed out their pistols towards Matt and Mitchell and pulled the trigger.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

[Charmera]

Rachel
Rachel looked up at the man, a tired smile on her face "Morning Corporal. I'll just have a sandwich, Ham and cheese. Some water would also be great..." she asked, running her hand through her hair, turning to Mike "No I haven't found a job unfortunately... You wouldn't happen to know of any openings anywhere?" she asked curiously, noting the tensions even in the cafe. She couldn't escape the looming possibilities, with flaring tensions all over Millersville her home in the Middle District could very well become a battlefield. She had seen what war was like during her time fighting against the Order and she didn't want it to ravage this district, her new home.

These people don't deserve that. she thought to herself They don't deserve whatever is coming...


Quicksilver
Finally, some fun! she thought, hopping onto a lamppost from a smaller building, careful to keep her balance, she drew her knives with a smile. She knew that interfeering in the upcoming fight would get her discovered by Sommerfield, but her employers had little chance of finding out and she could just hop back in the darkness after it was done. She prepared to attack the nearest gang member once the fighting broke out...

''Look, we don't want any trouble, but we did act in self-defence.''

''Oh, so the little kid playing adult diplomatic is he?'' taunted one of them before raising a lead pipe and swinging it across at him.

Damien's entire head twisted round as he smashed against the alleyway wall and his body fell limb.
The other gang members pointed out their pistols towards Matt and Mitchell and pulled the trigger.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

After smashing Damien into the wall a small knife hurtled towards the thugs neck, leaving a bleeding wound as the blade seemed to pull itself out of his neck and fly towards a hooded figure who grabbed it. Before the rest of the gang could react Quicksilver jumped from the lamppost, speeding towards two of the thugs, blade unsheathed as she sliced both of them in a graceful movement. She smiled, the swipes she made at the two gang members were meant to hurt them yet leave them alive. She didn't want the fight to be over too quickly.

As the gang members recovered, Quicksilver darted out of combat, knowing that if she wasn't careful one of them could atually hurt her, she looked for another opertunity to strike, twirling her blood stained knives causally, a cruel smile on her face. She noted Damien's injury, however she assumed he would be able to heal from that wound, in not she would be in some trouble...

[Qeno]

"Nothing is going on in the west. That's the problem. Its as bad as people say. Everyone is crooked. The rich are responsible, and the middle class don't care. I wouldn't go there. There must be a few decent people there somewhere, but I wouldn't spend enough time there to seek them out. The place is dangerous and going there might literally be the last thing you do," Steven offered. "I know I'm not driving back that way anyhow."

Anne watched the girl. She was sure about her, she wanted to treat her like the average teenage girl even though she clearly wasn't. Eventually she cleared her throat and spoke up.

"Did you drive here? I don't know if your parents would like you walking through this district of the city," Anne said with concern in her voice. Be her a body snatcher or not, Anne had found her a nice person. She didn't want to see her get injured in the cit. Perhaps at least they could drive to where ever she needed to go. This seemed like a bad idea too, and Anne would have never let people drive her somewhere, but it seemed safer tto her than the alternative. Of course, if she drove her own car then there would be no cause for alarm at all.

"My parents wouldn't trust me with any kind of vehicle so I took the subway line not far from here" Rei said after taking another gulp of lemonade and she felt bad having to lie to the nice couple but it was the only thing she could really do to avoid getting strange looks.

'Would it be alright to tell them that I live in the middle district?' She thought to herself and thought that if the conversation lasts a bit more longer she'll include that.

"Though it's not the safest kind of transportation it still gets me from point 'A' to point 'B' in less time compared to walking and by that time I would be very tired" she added with a smile.

"Though don't get me wrong it's good exersize" Rei said finishing off her second glass of lemonade leaving the minestrone soup the last thing to eat with a good conversation and she picked up a spoon then ate a spoon full of minestrone soup.

[Coeus Prime]

Approaching Millersville

On the far outskirts of Millersville on a long, empty stretch of road that had degraded from a lack of maintenance leaving cracks and stray weeds, there was a lone figure cresting over a hill to gaze down towards his distant destination. Michael Morvent paused on his journey to survey the landscape - gazing down the long, pitted road which joined others further down to interconnect and lead directly into the city - it stretched out for as far as he could see from this low vantage point and glittering skyscrapers stood tall against the vast sprawl of lower buildings and houses - all built up upon one another and giving way to a hierarchy of districts. For a moment a powerful breeze reached him sent out from the direction of the city, the scrap of fabric that served as a makeshift cape and waterproof covering fluttered backwards giving him a larger than life silhouette.

Stepping forward into the wind and shrugging it off as though the city itself were attempting to push him away weakly from entering - he was not to be deterred though by any means, almost subconsciously his hands began closing fists and behind the carbon-composite mask he wore he licked his lips in anticipation of the hunt he was about to unleash on the unsuspecting Superhumans up ahead. Though the Order had been gone for over three years, its loyalist operatives were not and he was there to continue the great work he had started so many years ago.

Gravel and loose stones scattered around in front of him as his footsteps kicked them up - he had no companions on his missions, the aiware in his helmet was sophisticated enough to display a holographic grid which only he could see though his helmet, but it wasn't intelligent enough to communicate or even think in the same way as a Human might. Michael didn't mind though - other people complicated things, other people got in the way.

As he entered Millersville with the dark fabric of his cloak spread out behind him and his fists ready to hit something, he grinned slowly - beginning the prowl for the first Super that he would hunt.

[Islamic Republic e Jariri]

''Look, we don't want any trouble, but we did act in self-defence.''

''Oh, so the little kid playing adult diplomatic is he?'' taunted one of them before raising a lead pipe and swinging it across at him.

Damien's entire head twisted round as he smashed against the alleyway wall and his body fell limb.
The other gang members pointed out their pistols towards Matt and Mitchell and pulled the trigger.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

After smashing Damien into the wall a small knife hurtled towards the thugs neck, leaving a bleeding wound as the blade seemed to pull itself out of his neck and fly towards a hooded figure who grabbed it. Before the rest of the gang could react Quicksilver jumped from the lamppost, speeding towards two of the thugs, blade unsheathed as she sliced both of them in a graceful movement. She smiled, the swipes she made at the two gang members were meant to hurt them yet leave them alive. She didn't want the fight to be over too quickly.

As the gang members recovered, Quicksilver darted out of combat, knowing that if she wasn't careful one of them could atually hurt her, she looked for another opertunity to strike, twirling her blood stained knives causally, a cruel smile on her face. She noted Damien's injury, however she assumed he would be able to heal from that wound, in not she would be in some trouble...

Damien's eyes flashed scarlet for an instant before his head turned back in place and his neck healed, along with his other injuries.
He gave out a large gasp.
And didn't look pleased.

Standing up he walked point-blank towards the shooters.

''What the...'' said one of them.

''How did you get up from that?'' asked another.

''To hell with it!'' shouted another before repeatedly pulling the trigger at him.

BANG! BANG!

The first bullet burst through his shoulder but he kept walking as the wound instantly closed.

The second hit him in the abdomens and he briefly froze in movement before quickly resuming as the bullet fell out and he healed.

''Are you done?'' he asked calmly at the shocked shooters.

''Look, I would really rather have you guys let us get on about with our individual business and none of us has to get hurt anymore.''

He looked towards Matt and Mitchell, curious as to their reaction.

[Islamic Republic e Jariri]

Millersville Medical College, Upper District

She was strapped on to the dental engine chair, the look of fear remaining constant in her eyes as her mouth was gagged only allowing for sounds of muffles to escape.

''Do not worry'' said a middle aged man approaching her, holding a thick injection with a light pink liquid.

''In time, all you shall feel is bliss.''

He smiled.

[Personal Freedom]

"Nothing is going on in the west. That's the problem. Its as bad as people say. Everyone is crooked. The rich are responsible, and the middle class don't care. I wouldn't go there. There must be a few decent people there somewhere, but I wouldn't spend enough time there to seek them out. The place is dangerous and going there might literally be the last thing you do," Steven offered. "I know I'm not driving back that way anyhow."

Anne watched the girl. She was sure about her, she wanted to treat her like the average teenage girl even though she clearly wasn't. Eventually she cleared her throat and spoke up.

"Did you drive here? I don't know if your parents would like you walking through this district of the city," Anne said with concern in her voice. Be her a body snatcher or not, Anne had found her a nice person. She didn't want to see her get injured in the cit. Perhaps at least they could drive to where ever she needed to go. This seemed like a bad idea too, and Anne would have never let people drive her somewhere, but it seemed safer tto her than the alternative. Of course, if she drove her own car then there would be no cause for alarm at all.

"My parents wouldn't trust me with any kind of vehicle so I took the subway line not far from here" Rei said after taking another gulp of lemonade and she felt bad having to lie to the nice couple but it was the only thing she could really do to avoid getting strange looks.

'Would it be alright to tell them that I live in the middle district?' She thought to herself and thought that if the conversation lasts a bit more longer she'll include that.

"Though it's not the safest kind of transportation it still gets me from point 'A' to point 'B' in less time compared to walking and by that time I would be very tired" she added with a smile.

"Though don't get me wrong it's good exersize" Rei said finishing off her second glass of lemonade leaving the minestrone soup the last thing to eat with a good conversation and she picked up a spoon then ate a spoon full of minestrone soup.

"Well, that is good. As long as you don't have to walk through the city," Anne said upon hearing her response. Anne wasn't fully aware of the cities mass-transit system, but whatever it was like, it had to be much better than the alternative.

"So, have you seen anything interesting or gone anywhere fun? I guess we are both sort of tourists. I don't think either of us is from around here, and you said you were exploring the city. That is what you said, is it not? I could have misheard you," Stephen asked.

We need to find something to do today. We don't have anything planned today.

Steven then looked around for the person who had served drinks and attempted to flag him. He decided he was feeling rather thirsty just sitting around mad watching everyone else in the cafe drink mugs. "Excuse me. can I get black coffee? I've changed my mind about getting something to drink."

[Rynagria]

"It seems like the growling just stopped," Hunter said, "Let's go" he motioned to Jessica as they walked silently to the area. Jessica stopped. "I think I heard a mass of noise," Jessica said. Hunter too stopped.

"Alright, let's see what it is," Hunter whispered as they try to get closer to the noise. Hunter readied his P90 while Jessica lights her hand with fire, looking around, trying to spot what the noise is.

"Come on this way, we still have to attempt to complete our given task, quit you're groaning!" Yelled the second in command, his Colt M1911 in hand, waving it around.

"Jack, you can stop now, we all know that. I'm sure we'll be the ones to find Subject Delta before the others do, everyone here is still loyal to The Order, no need to act like such a douche." Said Dunn,who walked beside him with his M18 out, smiling.

"Wait, sirs! I have a visual on something 1:00!" Reported a soldier who was near the front of the group, causing everyone to stop and look at the floating fire.

"Damn dust, always cutting visibility to 100 yards, I can't see clearly what it is! Perhaps we should get closer to it, see if it's interacting with." Said Jack, looking around at the rest of his troops, while Dunn simply shook his head in disapproval.

"I think it's better if we just shoot it, since I don't see a massive silhouette nor is there shadows to hide it, might as well get it over with." Countered Dunn, watching as the light got closer to them.

"Alright then, better kill it now, aim rifles! Fire at Will!" Ordered Jack, the volley fire of rifles producing an interesting sound.

Rachel
Rachel looked up at the man, a tired smile on her face "Morning Corporal. I'll just have a sandwich, Ham and cheese. Some water would also be great..." she asked, running her hand through her hair, turning to Mike "No I haven't found a job unfortunately... You wouldn't happen to know of any openings anywhere?" she asked curiously, noting the tensions even in the cafe. She couldn't escape the looming possibilities, with flaring tensions all over Millersville her home in the Middle District could very well become a battlefield. She had seen what war was like during her time fighting against the Order and she didn't want it to ravage this district, her new home.

These people don't deserve that. she thought to herself They don't deserve whatever is coming...

"Mike, you heard the lady, don't-" Said Corporal, but was interrupted when Mike served the order to her personally, rather than letting Saitou waiting her.

"Already done.............. Boss." He said with a smile, as if he was happy at the fact that he started becoming more assertive this morning. To which Corporal finished, placing the water in front of her, then handing her the bill. But before she could react any further, Mike took the bill and payed for it himself.

"Mike?" Asked Corporal, his eyebrow lifted, his right eye watching him intently.

"Just being a gentleman. Now, as for your question, you can always work here. Not sure about the manager , but I'm sure everyone would enjoy your company here, other than that. I don't know anymore jobs, this pays more than enough to support me.

Why am I so creeped out by him acting like this? He's usually not the friendly type for most people let alone wome-.................... Is that it? Is it possible that Mike has a thing for her?................... Interesting. Thought Saitou, a small grin appearing on his lips, making him look demented.

Steven then looked around for the person who had served drinks and attempted to flag him. He decided he was feeling rather thirsty just sitting around mad watching everyone else in the cafe drink mugs. "Excuse me. can I get black coffee? I've changed my mind about getting something to drink."

"Huh? Hai!" Answered Saitou, snapping him back to his former self, to which he went over to the bar and picked up the cup with some black coffee in it.

"Here you go, will that be all?"

[Saestea]

Both brothers were nothing but surprised at everything they'd seen, and felt like they had nothing to say.
Matt wanted to snap and say, "I knew it!", but no.. If Mitchell was quiet, then he had to be too.
But then he saw the pervert. Up there, floating. He was about to curse at him, but then the bikers came.
Mitchell glanced at him. Here comes some fun.
Mitchell looked pretty freaked out when Damien's head went the other way around, but he didn't seem too worried as usual.
The bastards shot and shot, but they didn't realize how their bullets were being burnt a few inches from the twins. But since Mitchell wasn't expecting them to do something yet, he took two shots. One to his shoulder, and another to his right thigh. He staggers forward, wracked with pain. Furious about his brother's injuries, Matt lunges forward at one of the shooters only to miss his kill. Someone else had hit him. He skids to a stop, then quickly chooses another target. He heads for that guy, and grabs his head. With one hand. He jumps up and makes an arc over the man's head and violently snaps it backwards. Mitchell, after a few seconds of grasping what had happened to him begins to react violently as well. Another thug aims for his head with a pipe hoping to crack his skull, unfortunately for him, the lead pipe melts in his hands. He drops to the ground, screaming in pain. While he was doing that, Mitchell rises in front of him and burns him alive.

[Qeno]

"Well, that is good. As long as you don't have to walk through the city," Anne said upon hearing her response. Anne wasn't fully aware of the cities mass-transit system, but whatever it was like, it had to be much better than the alternative.

"So, have you seen anything interesting or gone anywhere fun? I guess we are both sort of tourists. I don't think either of us is from around here, and you said you were exploring the city. That is what you said, is it not? I could have misheard you," Stephen asked.

We need to find something to do today. We don't have anything planned today.

Steven then looked around for the person who had served drinks and attempted to flag him. He decided he was feeling rather thirsty just sitting around mad watching everyone else in the cafe drink mugs. "Excuse me. can I get black coffee? I've changed my mind about getting something to drink."

"I haven't actually found something that would peak a particular interest but I saw on the net that there was supposed to be a concert where the symphony plays and I think it'd be interesting" Rei said but wasn't completely sure where the location was then assumed that it was in the lower district other than the upper district.

"My brother used to play the violin until he reached high school and once he started going to school he lost interest in playing" Rei added then took another spoon full of minestrone soup. It was a shame that her older brother lost interest and the violin was simply gathering dust in the closet before the fire.

[Corenea]

"It seems like the growling just stopped," Hunter said, "Let's go" he motioned to Jessica as they walked silently to the area. Jessica stopped. "I think I heard a mass of noise," Jessica said. Hunter too stopped.

"Alright, let's see what it is," Hunter whispered as they try to get closer to the noise. Hunter readied his P90 while Jessica lights her hand with fire, looking around, trying to spot what the noise is.

"Come on this way, we still have to attempt to complete our given task, quit you're groaning!" Yelled the second in command, his Colt M1911 in hand, waving it around.

"Jack, you can stop now, we all know that. I'm sure we'll be the ones to find Subject Delta before the others do, everyone here is still loyal to The Order, no need to act like such a douche." Said Dunn,who walked beside him with his M18 out, smiling.

"Wait, sirs! I have a visual on something 1:00!" Reported a soldier who was near the front of the group, causing everyone to stop and look at the floating fire.

"Damn dust, always cutting visibility to 100 yards, I can't see clearly what it is! Perhaps we should get closer to it, see if it's interacting with." Said Jack, looking around at the rest of his troops, while Dunn simply shook his head in disapproval.

"I think it's better if we just shoot it, since I don't see a massive silhouette nor is there shadows to hide it, might as well get it over with." Countered Dunn, watching as the light got closer to them.

"Alright then, better kill it now, aim rifles! Fire at Will!" Ordered Jack, the volley fire of rifles producing an interesting sound.

"Get behind cover!" Hunter yelled as he ran to the wall. Jessica ducked down just in time before bullets whizzed over her head. She got up and threw a fireball at the source of the bullets before ducking down again while Hunter burst fired his P90 before getting behind cover. "Go to me! I'll cover you!" Hunter said, firing rounds from his P90 as exposed himself. Jessica threw more fireballs before running towards Hunter.

[Rynagria]

"Come on this way, we still have to attempt to complete our given task, quit you're groaning!" Yelled the second in command, his Colt M1911 in hand, waving it around.

"Jack, you can stop now, we all know that. I'm sure we'll be the ones to find Subject Delta before the others do, everyone here is still loyal to The Order, no need to act like such a douche." Said Dunn,who walked beside him with his M18 out, smiling.

"Wait, sirs! I have a visual on something 1:00!" Reported a soldier who was near the front of the group, causing everyone to stop and look at the floating fire.

"Damn dust, always cutting visibility to 100 yards, I can't see clearly what it is! Perhaps we should get closer to it, see if it's interacting with." Said Jack, looking around at the rest of his troops, while Dunn simply shook his head in disapproval.

"I think it's better if we just shoot it, since I don't see a massive silhouette nor is there shadows to hide it, might as well get it over with." Countered Dunn, watching as the light got closer to them.

"Alright then, better kill it now, aim rifles! Fire at Will!" Ordered Jack, the volley fire of rifles producing an interesting sound.

"Get behind cover!" Hunter yelled as he ran to the wall. Jessica ducked down just in time before bullets whizzed over her head. She got up and threw a fireball at the source of the bullets before ducking down again while Hunter burst fired his P90 before getting behind cover. "Go to me! I'll cover you!" Hunter said, firing rounds from his P90 as exposed himself. Jessica threw more fireballs before running towards Hunter.

"Huh?" Asked one of the soldiers, watching the fireball get brither and brighter as it got closer.

"Everyone down on the ground now!" Shouted Dunn, causing everyone to copy him, as he dropped to the ground in less than 2 seconds, the fireball going right over them. Then followed by several bursts of an automatic weapon, which was followed by more fireballs.

"What kind of weapon is that?" Asked Jack, his M1 Carbine unslung, his eyes looking through the sights of the weapon.

"Sir! It's a P90 Submachine Gun or Personal Defense Weapon! Effective range is 200 meters, fires 5.7x28mm bullets that has amazing body armor protection, magazine capacity is 50 rounds, and it fires 900-1000 rounds per minute!" Answered a soldier, who known to be a "gun nut", capable of almost-instantly identifying a weapon from hearing the report of the gun.

"Found 'em! Guys, clear the backblast!" Shouted Dunn, as he aimed through the scope of the rocket launcher, having found the muzzle flash, which came from a wall. He the pulled the trigger, firing the rocket towards the two of them.

[Setinel]

Both brothers were nothing but surprised at everything they'd seen, and felt like they had nothing to say.
Matt wanted to snap and say, "I knew it!", but no.. If Mitchell was quiet, then he had to be too.
But then he saw the pervert. Up there, floating. He was about to curse at him, but then the bikers came.
Mitchell glanced at him. Here comes some fun.
Mitchell looked pretty freaked out when Damien's head went the other way around, but he didn't seem too worried as usual.
The bastards shot and shot, but they didn't realize how their bullets were being burnt a few inches from the twins. But since Mitchell wasn't expecting them to do something yet, he took two shots. One to his shoulder, and another to his right thigh. He staggers forward, wracked with pain. Furious about his brother's injuries, Matt lunges forward at one of the shooters only to miss his kill. Someone else had hit him. He skids to a stop, then quickly chooses another target. He heads for that guy, and grabs his head. With one hand. He jumps up and makes an arc over the man's head and violently snaps it backwards. Mitchell, after a few seconds of grasping what had happened to him begins to react violently as well. Another thug aims for his head with a pipe hoping to crack his skull, unfortunately for him, the lead pipe melts in his hands. He drops to the ground, screaming in pain. While he was doing that, Mitchell rises in front of him and burns him alive.

"We'll, someone knows what they're doing, Percy smiled turning back to a cloud, without notice, he appeared behind a gang member and grabbed his neck, forcibly twisting it with a loud snap before dispersing above them once again.

[Corenea]

"Get behind cover!" Hunter yelled as he ran to the wall. Jessica ducked down just in time before bullets whizzed over her head. She got up and threw a fireball at the source of the bullets before ducking down again while Hunter burst fired his P90 before getting behind cover. "Go to me! I'll cover you!" Hunter said, firing rounds from his P90 as exposed himself. Jessica threw more fireballs before running towards Hunter.

"Huh?" Asked one of the soldiers, watching the fireball get brither and brighter as it got closer.

"Everyone down on the ground now!" Shouted Dunn, causing everyone to copy him, as he dropped to the ground in less than 2 seconds, the fireball going right over them. Then followed by several bursts of an automatic weapon, which was followed by more fireballs.

"What kind of weapon is that?" Asked Jack, his M1 Carbine unslung, his eyes looking through the sights of the weapon.

"Sir! It's a P90 Submachine Gun or Personal Defense Weapon! Effective range is 200 meters, fires 5.7x28mm bullets that has amazing body armor protection, magazine capacity is 50 rounds, and it fires 900-1000 rounds per minute!" Answered a soldier, who known to be a "gun nut", capable of almost-instantly identifying a weapon from hearing the report of the gun.

"Found 'em! Guys, clear the backblast!" Shouted Dunn, as he aimed through the scope of the rocket launcher, having found the muzzle flash, which came from a wall. He the pulled the trigger, firing the rocket towards the two of them.

"Holy shit there's a rocket, get out of the way!" Hunter yelled as he lunged to the ground. Jessica ducked down as the rocket hit the wall, raining down debris on the ground. Jessica threw 4 more fireballs as Hunter fired more bursts from his P90.

"Cover me!" Hunter said as he hopped over his cover and ran to the group of soldiers with his gun firing. Jessica threw three more fireballs behind cover then get to another cover closer to the soldiers while throwing more fireballs.

[Personal Freedom]

"Well, that is good. As long as you don't have to walk through the city," Anne said upon hearing her response. Anne wasn't fully aware of the cities mass-transit system, but whatever it was like, it had to be much better than the alternative.

"So, have you seen anything interesting or gone anywhere fun? I guess we are both sort of tourists. I don't think either of us is from around here, and you said you were exploring the city. That is what you said, is it not? I could have misheard you," Stephen asked.

We need to find something to do today. We don't have anything planned today.

Steven then looked around for the person who had served drinks and attempted to flag him. He decided he was feeling rather thirsty just sitting around mad watching everyone else in the cafe drink mugs. "Excuse me. can I get black coffee? I've changed my mind about getting something to drink."

"I haven't actually found something that would peak a particular interest but I saw on the net that there was supposed to be a concert where the symphony plays and I think it'd be interesting" Rei said but wasn't completely sure where the location was then assumed that it was in the lower district other than the upper district.

"My brother used to play the violin until he reached high school and once he started going to school he lost interest in playing" Rei added then took another spoon full of minestrone soup. It was a shame that her older brother lost interest and the violin was simply gathering dust in the closet before the fire.

"Well. sounds like somewhere you could have fun. I'd like to see some museums, or something like that, but I don't know what Steven would like to do," Anne said smiling. She imagined a symphony to be a warm and inviting place though she had never been to a symphony before. it wasn't that she never wanted, but see never seemed to have the time.

"Whatever, you want, Anne. I told you I just wanted you to go out and do something. I am not going to picky about what we should do. "

"Huh? Hai!" Answered Saitou, snapping him back to his former self, to which he went over to the bar and picked up the cup with some black coffee in it.

"Here you go, will that be all?"

"Yes, thank you. Anyway, as soon as I finish. I'll be ready to go to wherever. We don't have any hurry, but I wish we had a map or something. I don't know where anything like you mentioned is. I was wasn't looking at museums while you were at the archive. I a couple of interesting sites, but not a whole lot," Steven said with a bit of a smile as he considered his exploring the city the past few days. He had found some good places, but Anne was far more particular than he was about crowds, and she could be judgmental at times. He didn't want to bring her anywhere she might not like after her troubled last few nights sleeping. To him she was looking ragged, and he doubted that see would cope well with the added stress. She was always in a fragile cycle of emotions.

[Charmera]

Both brothers were nothing but surprised at everything they'd seen, and felt like they had nothing to say.
Matt wanted to snap and say, "I knew it!", but no.. If Mitchell was quiet, then he had to be too.
But then he saw the pervert. Up there, floating. He was about to curse at him, but then the bikers came.
Mitchell glanced at him. Here comes some fun.
Mitchell looked pretty freaked out when Damien's head went the other way around, but he didn't seem too worried as usual.
The bastards shot and shot, but they didn't realize how their bullets were being burnt a few inches from the twins. But since Mitchell wasn't expecting them to do something yet, he took two shots. One to his shoulder, and another to his right thigh. He staggers forward, wracked with pain. Furious about his brother's injuries, Matt lunges forward at one of the shooters only to miss his kill. Someone else had hit him. He skids to a stop, then quickly chooses another target. He heads for that guy, and grabs his head. With one hand. He jumps up and makes an arc over the man's head and violently snaps it backwards. Mitchell, after a few seconds of grasping what had happened to him begins to react violently as well. Another thug aims for his head with a pipe hoping to crack his skull, unfortunately for him, the lead pipe melts in his hands. He drops to the ground, screaming in pain. While he was doing that, Mitchell rises in front of him and burns him alive.

"We'll, someone knows what they're doing, Percy smiled turning back to a cloud, without notice, he appeared behind a gang member and grabbed his neck, forcibly twisting it with a loud snap before dispersing above them once again.

Quicksilver sighed, it seemed that these gang members weren't going to be fun after all. She then noticed the two gang members she had injured were distracted with the two boys killing their friends, they likely didn't know what had hit them earlier. Quicksilver rushed into the space in between them, a blade stabbing into each of their necks as she passed by, not pausing to view her handiwork. She then gracefully twirled into another gang member, one of her blades stabbing into his heart as he was distracted. One of the gang members finally tried to swing at her with a pipe, her eyes widened as she dodged. She had to be more careful, the more into this she got the less aware of her surroundings she became. She quickly sent a blade flying towards his eye, piercing into his brain and killing the man.

Rachel
Rachel looked up at the man, a tired smile on her face "Morning Corporal. I'll just have a sandwich, Ham and cheese. Some water would also be great..." she asked, running her hand through her hair, turning to Mike "No I haven't found a job unfortunately... You wouldn't happen to know of any openings anywhere?" she asked curiously, noting the tensions even in the cafe. She couldn't escape the looming possibilities, with flaring tensions all over Millersville her home in the Middle District could very well become a battlefield. She had seen what war was like during her time fighting against the Order and she didn't want it to ravage this district, her new home.

These people don't deserve that. she thought to herself They don't deserve whatever is coming...

"Mike, you heard the lady, don't-" Said Corporal, but was interrupted when Mike served the order to her personally, rather than letting Saitou waiting her.

"Already done.............. Boss." He said with a smile, as if he was happy at the fact that he started becoming more assertive this morning. To which Corporal finished, placing the water in front of her, then handing her the bill. But before she could react any further, Mike took the bill and payed for it himself.

"Mike?" Asked Corporal, his eyebrow lifted, his right eye watching him intently.

"Just being a gentleman. Now, as for your question, you can always work here. Not sure about the manager , but I'm sure everyone would enjoy your company here, other than that. I don't know anymore jobs, this pays more than enough to support me.

Why am I so creeped out by him acting like this? He's usually not the friendly type for most people let alone wome-.................... Is that it? Is it possible that Mike has a thing for her?................... Interesting. Thought Saitou, a small grin appearing on his lips, making him look demented.

Steven then looked around for the person who had served drinks and attempted to flag him. He decided he was feeling rather thirsty just sitting around mad watching everyone else in the cafe drink mugs. "Excuse me. can I get black coffee? I've changed my mind about getting something to drink."

"Huh? Hai!" Answered Saitou, snapping him back to his former self, to which he went over to the bar and picked up the cup with some black coffee in it.

"Here you go, will that be all?"

Rachel
Rachel raised an eyebrow as Mike paid for her bill. She then smiled and shook her head, she could guess what he was trying to do, but she wouldn't call him out on it...Not if I could get more free meals she thought to herself half jokingly. She then turned her thoughts to the job, working here would pay reasonably and she hadn't found any other jobs open. Though she was unsure what sort of position would be open here. "A job here does sounds good, what sort of position would be open?" she asked curiously, she didn't mind too much what she had to do, as long as she got a steady paycheck.

[Qeno]

"Well. sounds like somewhere you could have fun. I'd like to see some museums, or something like that, but I don't know what Steven would like to do," Anne said smiling. She imagined a symphony to be a warm and inviting place though she had never been to a symphony before. it wasn't that she never wanted, but see never seemed to have the time.

"Whatever, you want, Anne. I told you I just wanted you to go out and do something. I am not going to picky about what we should do. "

"Well the concert starts tomorrow night somewhere around here and I first wanted to check out this place because I read both good and bad reviews" Rei said. Overall it was an entertaining few hours, there was food, drinks, and slight entertainment in a dark sense. But alas no one died and that was a good thing, even for a ghost with the power of several souls. 'Though which symphonic band is playing...could it be the Boston pops...Houston pops...no...don't quite remember...' Rei thought and her face explained her delimma because she couldn't give an accurate description on who was going to be playing at the concert hall.

"Anyway I think it's going to be very enjoyable" Rei added shrugging off the troubled look and smiled a little.

[Rynagria]

"Holy shit there's a rocket, get out of the way!" Hunter yelled as he lunged to the ground. Jessica ducked down as the rocket hit the wall, raining down debris on the ground. Jessica threw 4 more fireballs as Hunter fired more bursts from his P90.

"Cover me!" Hunter said as he hopped over his cover and ran to the group of soldiers with his gun firing. Jessica threw three more fireballs behind cover then get to another cover closer to the soldiers while throwing more fireballs.

"Cover me while I reload the recoilless rifle! Jack, get that bastard who's coming near us with that bullet spitting hose!" Ordered Dunn, as he knelt down on his knees, starting the lengthy process of reloading the cumbersome weapon.

"You got it, I'm going to show you why I was ranked a sharpshooter." Boasted Jack, as he aimed his M1 Carbine, adjusting his sights just above muzzle flash of the weapon his opponent. During his time in the Order, he had studied the human parameters extensively, allowing him to know where the vitals are.

I'm going to blow your goddamn head off! Thought Jack, a smile appearing on his lips, his finger slowly pulling the trigger of his weapon. The tip of the sight was now where the head should be, even with the low powered .30 Carbine, it should be sufficient enough to kill anyone with a direct headshot at this range.

BANG!

Rachel
Rachel raised an eyebrow as Mike paid for her bill. She then smiled and shook her head, she could guess what he was trying to do, but she wouldn't call him out on it...Not if I could get more free meals she thought to herself half jokingly. She then turned her thoughts to the job, working here would pay reasonably and she hadn't found any other jobs open. Though she was unsure what sort of position would be open here. "A job here does sounds good, what sort of position would be open?" she asked curiously, she didn't mind too much what she had to do, as long as she got a steady paycheck.

"Since you're bringing the topic up Mike and she's asking, I guess I have no other choice but to giver her an answer." Said Corporal, crossing his arms, looking at Rachel with a serious tone.

"The only open spot we have is for another waiter, waitress, since we only have one. It's wage would be $30 an hour, not much compared to the bigger places in the higher districts, but it's something." Continued Corporal, finally answering her question.

[Corenea]

"Holy shit there's a rocket, get out of the way!" Hunter yelled as he lunged to the ground. Jessica ducked down as the rocket hit the wall, raining down debris on the ground. Jessica threw 4 more fireballs as Hunter fired more bursts from his P90.

"Cover me!" Hunter said as he hopped over his cover and ran to the group of soldiers with his gun firing. Jessica threw three more fireballs behind cover then get to another cover closer to the soldiers while throwing more fireballs.

"Cover me while I reload the recoilless rifle! Jack, get that bastard who's coming near us with that bullet spitting hose!" Ordered Dunn, as he knelt down on his knees, starting the lengthy process of reloading the cumbersome weapon.

"You got it, I'm going to show you why I was ranked a sharpshooter." Boasted Jack, as he aimed his M1 Carbine, adjusting his sights just above muzzle flash of the weapon his opponent. During his time in the Order, he had studied the human parameters extensively, allowing him to know where the vitals are.

I'm going to blow your goddamn head off! Thought Jack, a smile appearing on his lips, his finger slowly pulling the trigger of his weapon. The tip of the sight was now where the head should be, even with the low powered .30 Carbine, it should be sufficient enough to kill anyone with a direct headshot at this range.

BANG!

Hunter was hit in the head and fell down. "NOOO!" Jessica yelled but then stopped, she already know Hunter's power of health regeneration and decides to stay back and throw more fireballs then duck down behind cover. In any second Hunter will get back up and resume the fight. Jessica continued to wait and threw more fireballs but it seems like Hunter isn't getting up. Fearing that Hunter dies, Jessica decides to surrender but then and idea crept into her mind. She got back up and throw more fireballs at the enemy locations before ducking down, waiting for her plan to kick in.

[Harbertia]

"Cover me while I reload the recoilless rifle! Jack, get that bastard who's coming near us with that bullet spitting hose!" Ordered Dunn, as he knelt down on his knees, starting the lengthy process of reloading the cumbersome weapon.

"You got it, I'm going to show you why I was ranked a sharpshooter." Boasted Jack, as he aimed his M1 Carbine, adjusting his sights just above muzzle flash of the weapon his opponent. During his time in the Order, he had studied the human parameters extensively, allowing him to know where the vitals are.

I'm going to blow your goddamn head off! Thought Jack, a smile appearing on his lips, his finger slowly pulling the trigger of his weapon. The tip of the sight was now where the head should be, even with the low powered .30 Carbine, it should be sufficient enough to kill anyone with a direct headshot at this range.

BANG!

Hunter was hit in the head and fell down. "NOOO!" Jessica yelled but then stopped, she already know Hunter's power of health regeneration and decides to stay back and throw more fireballs then duck down behind cover. In any second Hunter will get back up and resume the fight. Jessica continued to wait and threw more fireballs but it seems like Hunter isn't getting up. Fearing that Hunter dies, Jessica decides to surrender but then and idea crept into her mind. She got back up and throw more fireballs at the enemy locations before ducking down, waiting for her plan to kick in.

Sound entered the creatures peace,

the sounds of conflict.

It withdrew from the thing, standing as it's self left the thing, it's appendages withdrawing back into it's self. It was still a little on high from the experience, to the point of feeling near invincible. For such a reason it began walking in the direction of the noise, curious, imagining that another such thing as that which she slew awaited to be vanquished. She was after a thrill, the feeling of being alive. It quickened it's pace, wanting this feeling, this filler to last.