The Underworld IC

[The Green Union]

Downstairs Hallway: Michael

Michael nodded after Elliot trudged off. "I-I know what city I'm in. How could I not? But I guess you're right about sleep."

And thus, leaning on Luna for support, Michael returned to his bed, but could not find it in him to sleep. Every bump filled him with terror, a terror that only exists in the coming of an unknown danger. There was something wrong in this house; he did not yet trust Elliot and Luna, and he was sure he had heard other sounds from others in the building as well. Hadn't Elliot said something about "another guy? and what did Luna mean by "reaper guy?"" Michael dreaded silently, How many others are here, and why are they here?

No, Michael did not trust these people he had met. He hadn't even given them his name.

[CAT XIII]

Room 1B/Room 1A: Luna and Elliot

Luna was a little bummed. She hadn't managed to sort out the boy's injuries yet.

"Oh well, I'll get them tomorrow."

She quickly changed and got into bed, falling asleep as soon as her head touched the pillow.

Elliot did the same, he flopped onto his bed and was dead to the world in seconds.

[The Northern Chinese Provinces]

Basement: Ty

Ty awoke in a split second, sitting bolt upright in bed. He was soaked in sweat, his eyes were wide and his hands trembling. That dream...poor Li... He looked around him, then relaxed. I'm not in Manchuria anymore. You're here. He got up off the bed, and put on his clothes. He left his sword in the room, but kept the pistol by his side. He went upstairs, and proceeded to look around curiously at the appliances in the kitchen. The "fridge" he understood as an electric icebox, and the oven was electric too. But, for the life of him, he couldn't figure out what that little black box with a window was, sitting on the counter-top. He pressed the button labeled start, and it made a strange buzzing noise with an accompanying light before halting and beeping loudly. Hurriedly, he pressed the "Stop" button and froze to hear if any of the others had been awoken.

[CAT XIII]

Room 1A/Kitchen: Luna and Elliot

Luna knocked on Elliot's door. She was up and dressed.

"Come on, wakey wakey!" She laughed. He opened the door in hins pyjamas rubbing his eyes.

"Morning already?" He asked her.

"Yep, I'm going out to get breakfast. Find out what Ty wants in his room for me and message me as soon as you know. Also, look after everyone and make sure the house doesn't blow up while I'm away. The boy who got injured might be a little panicked, you're good with people, try to calm him down and bandage him up if he's awake anytime before I get back."

"But Luna..."

"I'll call you and give you instructions," she hugged him.

He hugged her back. He felt kind of useless, she'd helped out the most out of the pair of them.

"I did help to decorate Frosty's room. Speaking of which, I haven't seen him since last night. Oh well, he's probably just a heavy sleeper."

"Ok, I'll see you later then," he dropped his arms.

"See you!" She walked off and went downstairs.

Elliot went back into his room and combed his hair, not bothering to change out of his pyjamas. Then he came out and walked down to the kitchen to find Ty in fromt of the microwave looking bemused.

"Oh, morning man. You seem to be struggling there, do you know how it works?"

[The Northern Chinese Provinces]

Room 1A/Kitchen: Luna and Elliot

Luna knocked on Elliot's door. She was up and dressed.

"Come on, wakey wakey!" She laughed. He opened the door in hins pyjamas rubbing his eyes.

"Morning already?" He asked her.

"Yep, I'm going out to get breakfast. Find out what Ty wants in his room for me and message me as soon as you know. Also, look after everyone and make sure the house doesn't blow up while I'm away. The boy who got injured might be a little panicked, you're good with people, try to calm him down and bandage him up if he's awake anytime before I get back."

"But Luna..."

"I'll call you and give you instructions," she hugged him.

He hugged her back. He felt kind of useless, she'd helped out the most out of the pair of them.

"I did help to decorate Frosty's room. Speaking of which, I haven't seen him since last night. Oh well, he's probably just a heavy sleeper."

"Ok, I'll see you later then," he dropped his arms.

"See you!" She walked off and went downstairs.

Elliot went back into his room and combed his hair, not bothering to change out of his pyjamas. Then he came out and walked down to the kitchen to find Ty in fromt of the microwave looking bemused.

"Oh, morning man. You seem to be struggling there, do you know how it works?"

Ty whirled around, but relaxed as he saw it was Elliot. He turned back to the microwave with a slight smile, and asked, "What in the hell is it?"

[CAT XIII]

The Kitchen: Elliot

"It is an electrical appliance which speeds up cooking time for food by sending microwaves through it. Basically, it makes food cook faster," Elliot told him, "Cool huh?"

He walked over to the TV and turned it on, "Luna went to get food for breakfast. Ah yeah, she wanted to know what you wanted to put in your room?" He remembered Luna's important question. "Here, do you need me to explain how this works?" He asked as he flicked through channels on the TV.

[The Northern Chinese Provinces]

The Kitchen: Elliot

"It is an electrical appliance which speeds up cooking time for food by sending microwaves through it. Basically, it makes food cook faster," Elliot told him, "Cool huh?"

He walked over to the TV and turned it on, "Luna went to get food for breakfast. Ah yeah, she wanted to know what you wanted to put in your room?" He remembered Luna's important question. "Here, do you need me to explain how this works?" He asked as he flicked through channels on the TV.

Ty jumped as the television came on, his eyes going much wider and his eyebrows raising. He stared, open mouthed, at the television, then snapped out of it and managed, "Oh,..."

[The Green Union]

Room 1D: Michael

Michael awoke with the sun in his eyes, which would have been unpleasant except that he couldn't remember the last time he had been so warm and comfortable. Some of the places he had slept were definitely lacking in beds . . . or real estate somewhere warm.

Sitting up, Michael was surprised to find that he was feeling much better. The searing pain of the previous day was giving way, and the boy found that he could stand and walk a few steps with little trouble.

Michael slipped his sai into his belt before leaving, but stalled before grabbing his pack. Do I really need that? I may need to leave, but these people didn't seem dangerous . . . yet . . . Oh, screw it. I don't need the extra burden. If they wanted me dead they'd have killed me already.

And on that cheery note Michael picked his way slowly and carefully down the stairs, minus the bag he had left in his room. He cautiously greeted Elliot and Ty, though he was not quite sure what to make of the Chinese soldier.

[CAT XIII]

Kitchen/Living Area: Elliot

Elliot turned round to face the boy,

"Mornin'!" he smiled, "How are you today? You got pretty beat up last night. I'm supposed to fix your injuries, although I have to say, I am not that good with medical stuff. Sorry, I'm probably filling you up with too much information first thing in the morning."

Elliot scratched his head awkwardly and then picked up his phone from his pyjama trouser pocket- he put it there when he went back in his room- and got ready to call Luna.

Looking up from the phone, he added,

"Ah yeah, I didn't catch your name by the way?" He smiled, trying to appear as friendly as possible to the boy- he'd had a rough night and it wouldn't help if he came across the wrong way.

[The Green Union]

"Michael," he responded, though he did not reveal his last, "but, how did I get here? Who are you guys?" The last question was directed at Ty as well, for the lack of an introduction for the strangely dressed man had not gone unnoticed.

[CAT XIII]

Kitchen/Shops: Elliot and Luna

This wasn't handy- Elliot didn't really want to ask Michael about his injuries again. However, he explained the reason he was here,

"You were fighting demons last night, you got badly injuried and ended up on our doorstep so we took you in and gave you somewhere to stay. Do you remember?" Elliot looked into his eyes, if he'd lost his memory that would suggest the chance of a head injury which wasn't good.

"I'm Elliot, the man of the house," "Damn it feels good to say that.", "I'm also a complete nutcase, but you can ask me about anything if you have any problems, let me know."

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Meanwhile, Luna was shopping,

"What should I get? Oh jeez, Elliot... Nah, you know what? I'll give him a call. Damn, I probably should've left after everyone was up. Ugh, oh well, too late now."

The shop was a local chain, too bright, too cold and overly commercialised. There were people milling about whom Luna decided to avoid, she didn't want to hold conversations with any of them. As an old lady got dangerously close to her, she called Elliot.

"Please pick up!"

[United Islands of Polis]

Nikolai was in the shooting range behind his base, he had just resigned from the military and decided to celebrate his soon to be first day as a college student by shooting his DMR and TEC in said shooting range. He picked off the targets one by one, one of the shots caused a muzzle flash which was weird as it had a silencer on it.

He twisted the silencer only to see it was as tight as possible, he looked down his scope to realize he wasn't looking at a target, but a brick wall, he looked around and noticed he wasn't in the base anymore "Did they drug me and place me here as a joke?" he asked himself.

"Rebyata eto ne smeshno" (Guys this isn't funny) "Khorosho yoou poluchil menya teper' bros" (Okay you got me now knock it off), no one responded, he rounded the alley corner "Kogda ya nakhozhu vas trakhayet vash vse mertvy" (When I find you fucks your all dead) but instead of running into his friends, he ran into a street sign, he was quite proficient in English so he didn't have a problem in reading but that's what caught him off, it was in english, he decided to strip down his SVU into 3 different parts and he grabbed a used plastic bag to carry his ballistic vest and now dismantled SVU. Finally out on the streets, he looked at a bus schedule in a bus stop which had a map "Liverpool, England..... England!?" if he was see carrying a weapon here, he would be deported back to Russia but in a jail cell since he's here without a passport and in possession of firearms, one of which can cause massive body damage.

He decided to have his money on him changed into Pounds so he could do something with it. Luckily they didn't ask for a passport but sadly "15.59 funtov za 1500 rubley, eto neuteshitel'nyy" (15.59 Pounds for 1500 Rubles, that's disappointing). He then went to a nearby store, he wasn't there for food or anything, but for help, it was a small thing he could do rarely but it works, rarely, he looked around and saw a woman holding her phone calling someone, he had a feeling she could help, lifting his cap slightly upwards to look a little bit friendlier, he approached her and tapped her shoulder "Excuse me, I need help, I magically come here from Moscow to Liverpool, can you help, I am very confused" he tried his luck hopping his sense had been correct.

[The Northern Chinese Provinces]

"Michael," he responded, though he did not reveal his last, "but, how did I get here? Who are you guys?" The last question was directed at Ty as well, for the lack of an introduction for the strangely dressed man had not gone unnoticed.

Ty stuck out his hand abruptly. "I'm Ty," he said, smiling. "Nice to meet you."

[The Green Union]

Ty stuck out his hand abruptly. "I'm Ty," he said, smiling. "Nice to meet you."

The two shook hands, Ty's solid grip revealing Michael's lingering weakness. He was doing a good job of maintaining a collected posture, but the way his hand folded and his skin chilled could not be hidden from the soldier.

Michael pulled away and quickly took a seat on the couch to compensate for his suddenly swimming head. He was just about to respond to Elliot's question, but just then the phone in the redhead boy's pocket started to ring.

[CAT XIII]

Kitchen/Shop: Elliot and Luna

"Sorry guys, I have to take this," Elliot said, lifting out his phone and standing a little over to the side as he lifted it to his ear, "Hello?"

"Hi," Luna answered, on the other end, "Look, I need to know what everyone needs. Do you know what I need to get for people's rooms? How's the boy? Is everyone ok?"

"Yeah yeah, calm down. I haven't managed to get answers back yet but everyone's alright. Straker and Frosty aren't up yet though."

Luna's plan to avoid people speaking to her had clearly failed as she heard someone behind her asking for help, "Here, ask them what they want for their rooms and text me ok?"

"Alright, text you then!" Elliot hung up. "Alright my merry men, Luna wants to know what you want in your room, and Michael, we need to know what injuries you have."

Meanwhile, Luna turned round to see a man in a Russian army uniform,

"Hey, um, look, I can help you. Do you need to go back to Russia and do you have anywhere to stay? You can come back with me if you have to, we uh... take in people who get lost. I'll explain it if you need me to but it's a bit odd."

[Apto]

Shop: Luna
Meanwhile, Luna turned round to see a man in a Russian army uniform,

"Hey, um, look, I can help you. Do you need to go back to Russia and do you have anywhere to stay? You can come back with me if you have to, we uh... take in people who get lost. I'll explain it if you need me to but it's a bit odd."

It was a tried and true method, listening to the Voices that is. They knew what she wanted, and where to look for it. They had never failed to keep her entertained and today was no exception.

To see a young man in full military gear talk to a well muscled young woman, why it was a strange sight indeed, almost comedic even. Emily didn't laugh of course, that would be rude and unlady like after all. "Apologies for butting into your conversation." She started with a chirpy tone and flashed them an equally chirpy smile. "But I couldn't help but note that the young lady here knows a place where lost people such as I could stay." Turning to look at Luna, she bent forwards slightly and offered a hand in greeting. "My name's Emily by the way, it's nice to meet you."

[United Islands of Polis]

Nikolai was pleased to know that she could be of help but what she said next shocked him "No! No! Going back bad, no passport, will be deported and sent to Russian jail, also a place to stay would be nice, but we need to be quick."

He hesitated to show her what was inside the black plastic bag he had but he showed it anyway, he whispered to her "This is military grade equipment, here I could be considered terrorist, in Russia I am criminal for 'stealing' this, even if I magically come here without logical explanation."

When he saw the other woman butt in, instead of shaking her hand he secretly pointed the TEC 9 hidden in his pocket at the other woman who butt in "Are you with border customs? MI6? The police?" he said ready to sprint out the door if she said yes to any of the 3 or if her answer sounded close.

[Apto]

When he saw the other woman butt in, instead of shaking her hand he secretly pointed the TEC 9 hidden in his pocket at the other woman who butt in "Are you with border customs? MI6? The police?" he said ready to sprint out the door if she said yes to any of the 3 or if her answer sounded close.

Emily wasn't a fool. With that hostile of a tone, she knew this military man was readying for combat already and judging by the way his hand shifted, he most likely had a weapon in that pocket of his. A combat knife? Perhaps. A gun of some sort? Maybe.

She turned to look at the Russian, a wanted convict if his latest question was anything to go by. "You needn't be scared sir." She began, tone clearly joking. "I'm not a part of those organizations, or anything related to them." She then 'hmm-ed', and placed a hand on her chin as she looked up in thought. "Though, I guess a truant officer is somewhat related to the police's job in the sense that they chase people."

"Ah, but I am jobless right now so you don't need to worry." Emily said, rubbing the back of her head as she chuckled a bit at her own misfortune.

[United Islands of Polis]

Emily wasn't a fool. With that hostile of a tone, she knew this military man was readying for combat already and judging by the way his hand shifted, he most likely had a weapon in that pocket of his. A combat knife? Perhaps. A gun of some sort? Maybe.

She turned to look at the Russian, a wanted convict if his latest question was anything to go by. "You needn't be scared sir." She began, tone clearly joking. "I'm not a part of those organizations, or anything related to them." She then 'hmm-ed', and placed a hand on her chin as she looked up in thought. "Though, I guess a truant officer is somewhat related to the police's job in the sense that they chase people."

"Ah, but I am jobless right now so you don't need to worry." Emily said, rubbing the back of her head as she chuckled a bit at her own misfortune.

"Look, I just want to understand things, I am not a convict or anything, I just magically come here with gun belonging to military, sorry if I scare you" he said, but he was still ever vigilant.

He looked around to make sure no one heard the awkward conversation

[Apto]

"Look, I just want to understand things, I am not a convict or anything, I just magically come here with gun belonging to military, sorry if I scare you" he said, but he was still ever vigilant.

He looked around to make sure no one heard the awkward conversation

Emily didn't believe the Russian. His attire and slip of the tongue didn't exactly give credence to his innocence. "No need to apologize." She said, expression still friendly. "How about we go over from the top?" Extending her hand towards the Russian, she spoke. "My name is Emily, Emily Watson. It's nice to meet you sir..?"

[United Islands of Polis]

"Look, I just want to understand things, I am not a convict or anything, I just magically come here with gun belonging to military, sorry if I scare you" he said, but he was still ever vigilant.

He looked around to make sure no one heard the awkward conversation

Emily didn't believe the Russian. His attire and slip of the tongue didn't exactly give credence to his innocence. "No need to apologize." She said, expression still friendly. "How about we go over from the top?" Extending her hand towards the Russian, she spoke. "My name is Emily, Emily Watson. It's nice to meet you sir..?"

"Nikolai. Nikolai Vladimovich also nice to meet you" this time he shook her hand and reverted to his calm demeanor even though he still didn't trust her he just rolled with it hoping that staying in a public place like this was nerve-racking due to current circumstances

[CAT XIII]

Shop: Luna

Luna was unsure of what she'd just witnessed and could barely bring herself to be warm in front of the new people. She wasn't good at dealing with them due to her lack of trust, as seen with the creepy skeleton the night previous.

However, Nikolai seemed a little too out of sorts too shoot anyone with his gun and Emily... seemed perfectly normal. So much so that it was strange, her clothes, her hair, the way she spoke. She didn't want to be judgemental though- she was going to stop thinking but a thought popped into her mind,

"Her reaction was off. Her reaction was really off- too jokey for what just happened. I don't know her so I shouldn't bother about it. Backstories can play a huge part in personality, I know first hand. Still, I always trust my instincts, I'll keep a tab on it- for now anyway."

"Don't worry, Nikolai, I won't send you back. You should come with me. Emily, you can come too." She knew she could have said more but she didn't want to explain demon-hunting in the middle of the shop.

"Here, I've got a lot of shopping to get on with and it would be good to know what you guys would like in your rooms. All the spare rooms are what you would call "barren"- they only have a bed with white sheets in them- so it's a good idea to get the stuff to decorate your rooms now. Meet me at the checkout area with everything you want, I'll meet you as soon as I'm done."

[The Northern Chinese Provinces]

Kitchen/Shop: Elliot and Luna

"Sorry guys, I have to take this," Elliot said, lifting out his phone and standing a little over to the side as he lifted it to his ear, "Hello?"

"Hi," Luna answered, on the other end, "Look, I need to know what everyone needs. Do you know what I need to get for people's rooms? How's the boy? Is everyone ok?"

"Yeah yeah, calm down. I haven't managed to get answers back yet but everyone's alright. Straker and Frosty aren't up yet though."

Luna's plan to avoid people speaking to her had clearly failed as she heard someone behind her asking for help, "Here, ask them what they want for their rooms and text me ok?"

"Alright, text you then!" Elliot hung up. "Alright my merry men, Luna wants to know what you want in your room, and Michael, we need to know what injuries you have."

Meanwhile, Luna turned round to see a man in a Russian army uniform,

"Hey, um, look, I can help you. Do you need to go back to Russia and do you have anywhere to stay? You can come back with me if you have to, we uh... take in people who get lost. I'll explain it if you need me to but it's a bit odd."

Ty frowned in slight consternation. "Uh..." He paused, unsure of what he would actually like in his room. "A televisor?" he tried cautiously.

[The Green Union]

Ty frowned in slight consternation. "Uh..." He paused, unsure of what he would actually like in his room. "A televisor?" he tried cautiously.

Michael could tell there was something a little off about Ty. The guy didn't seem comfortable with many things around him, like he was on a completely different planet from what he was used to.

Just like you were, he thought to himself once upon a time. But the thought was quickly pushed from his mind and Ty he asked directly his question.

"Um, Ty? How did you get here, to this house I mean? Where were you before?"

[United Islands of Polis]

Shop: Luna

Luna was unsure of what she'd just witnessed and could barely bring herself to be warm in front of the new people. She wasn't good at dealing with them due to her lack of trust, as seen with the creepy skeleton the night previous.

However, Nikolai seemed a little too out of sorts too shoot anyone with his gun and Emily... seemed perfectly normal. So much so that it was strange, her clothes, her hair, the way she spoke. She didn't want to be judgemental though- she was going to stop thinking but a thought popped into her mind,

"Her reaction was off. Her reaction was really off- too jokey for what just happened. I don't know her so I shouldn't bother about it. Backstories can play a huge part in personality, I know first hand. Still, I always trust my instincts, I'll keep a tab on it- for now anyway."

"Don't worry, Nikolai, I won't send you back. You should come with me. Emily, you can come too." She knew she could have said more but she didn't want to explain demon-hunting in the middle of the shop.

"Here, I've got a lot of shopping to get on with and it would be good to know what you guys would like in your rooms. All the spare rooms are what you would call "barren"- they only have a bed with white sheets in them- so it's a good idea to get the stuff to decorate your rooms now. Meet me at the checkout area with everything you want, I'll meet you as soon as I'm done."

What he'd like for his room? Nikolai didn't want to be too pushy so he did what he was technically instructed to do, buy things for his 'barren' room.

First off, he bought a few pairs of clothes and socks, mostly consisting of cargo pants which seemed to look quite militia like and shirts which were of the same color, then he got a normal bag, nothing too flashy, then some assorted colors of fabrics and a small sewing kit. He did want to buy a snack but he'd have to focus on other things first.

He then headed out to the checkout area with said items, plastic bag still in tow, he then waited for the woman who offered him a place to stay, he'd give her the money he has on him when she gets here.