The Next Chapter: RPG.

 
A brand new morning. A brand new chapter that comes with a brand new day for the elite order from Eterna island. About a week has pass since the last time the elites had to face a threat and the very first time the threat was local. Eterna had been breached by a pack of unknown enemies commanding dark creatures that chewed on the sil forces and tried to do so on the elites. However the elite order made present, and with their united forces they faced the enemy threat clearing out their home from the enemy attacked emerging victorious. This time not for the sake of the people but to protect their home away from home. 
 

Eterna Island:

“Get ready. 4-3-2-1, BEGIN!”

Eterna: Elite Order Kastiel's Life

Hmmm, it was about 11:24 AM, when Kastiel decided to wake up for the first time in a brand new day. Like most people his age he had college work that needed to be taken of, but due to his lazy/perezoso nature; Kastiel scheduled most of his work during night-classes. Compared to others on the team, none of them went to college, plan to go to one, or show any type of interest in it what-so-ever.

Between events that unfolded from the week before, to this very day today. As you guessed Kastiel didn't do much. Except, well he dyed his hair purple if anything, against his will he force to train with his newfound 'master' so to speak, put near-death with also lead to a new almost completely black uniform. Along with all those signs of so-called mercy came a few new scars going down the right side of his face.

Waking up his body was completely sore, he didn't want to move, although, Kastiel felt too hungry to argue with himself for once today. Reluctanly, he pushed himself out bed only to quickly loose his footing and fall to the floor, quickly grabbing his mid-section instinctively, before he knew it. "Ugh, damnit to hell! Why did I ever agree to be 'tutored' under the wing of a villian?" I've must've been out of my f$%^&!# mind." 
 
Kastiel soon hears his stomach trying to talk to him. "Fine, fine. I'll just crawl a long way to my salvation. It'll just make the food taste better by the time I get there. This will also make great upper-body strength as well."

Kastiel used the power of his forearms to make his way to the bedroom door.  "Okay, that was the easy part. Now going down the stairs is going to be a big,big problem. I'll just do what any four-legged animal does. Simple enough right?"

After about a three steps Kastiel was about to get the hang of it, until a sudden large cheering of noise suddenly caused him to lose his balance, and fall a very painful fall. "Damnit Breaker, it's too early in the morning for one of your crazy games. Jeez some of us are trying to live our lives here." 
  
Now his abdomen was killing him, so instead he heaved himself, while his back was still facing the floor. It took more muscle this time, but it got the job done. Heading down the long hallways, he finally made it to the kitchen. Only to stop at the foot of the door. 
 
"Nooo, I'm so close. Dangit, well if anyone can help me. Feel free to do so."  
 
Now all Kastiel had to do was wait, or atleast till he got his strength back. Hopefully no one would take advantage of this moment and bother him on end.

Eterna Island : Battalion's life

Tokyo

Ursine, Nevada

Claratina was not jumping out an aircraft one-hundred feet off the ground or forcing the heart of a murderer out of reality, no she was sitting on an uncomfortable chair awaiting an interview with the newest director of Sector Eleven.  She knew what the subject of the conversation would circulate around.  Her relationships with current members such as the non-manipulated Danielle Marionette, as well as the strength of the friendship she contains with the Breaker Envoy of Sentron.  The door slides upon as her heart skips a single beat, eyes focused on the new being with a smirk stretched across his face.  He sits directly in front of Clara Mass and sets the game for a questionaire.  "Your off the team Claratina, because I want you back on recon missions.  Your a one woman army and I've decided to make cuts." 
 
Tempted to evaporate his mouth, Clara Mass stands up wanting to demand a diplomatic discussion instead of taking control of people he doesn't know.  Her voice mumbles and crumbles as new people non-recognizable enter the former corridor of Jebediah Morales and Jonathan Funez II.  Words cannot describe the emotion flowing through her veins, but it did not matter for these new warriros were the latest news, swarming the once dead Sector Eleven.
 
"Operatives Genuine and Ojeda will be taking the places of Observer and Crusher, while Demetra takes over for Donna Mary."   
 
It was to much to handle, for one person.  Pondering the thought of why she had to be in this room, Clara Mass insisted that this new boss of the Termination Squad speak his mind.

"Claratina you must understand that I have the best intentions.  I called you here about Breaker.  Have you talked to him recently, I need to know if he is an ally or enemy.  Hostiles must be dealt with immediately." 
 
This could not be true, was this man making a transition of wondrous thought so he may inflirate the mind of Clara Mass?  If so he would not succeed because this agent would not speak of events that happened months ago.  He knew of Eterna, the Elite Order, and the Breaker due to many files calculated and organizaed by previous leaders of this government agency.  Somehow he wanted to end lives of anyone who knew of the Termination Squad.  He had an agenda that no one knew of.  How did he get into this position?  Was his record imperious toward others? 
 
The Malicious Zaria interjected herself into the forceful discussion leading to possible breakdowns. 

"You have so many questions d!ckhead and you just started ten hours ago.  I honestly do not care about you and the Dora, Boots, and Diego who are beside you.  Btw I'd appreciate you to stop trying to be sexy." 
 
The dirty telepath was obviously playing an act, maybe she was in on a deal with Paully Quince?  This whole engagement was probably a set up in order for the black-ops agent to reveal the secrets she wittheld.  No longer could she stand still in front of beings that she grew a hatred for.  Over the past months there were no friends just acquaintences.  An emitting light blinded their sight, and Clara Mass vanished from plain sight.  Reappearing on shore with an unfamiliar description, Claratina tears up when looking upon a island from which she was never invited.  Manifesting her telepathic abilities, the redheaded agent tried to send a message to anyone who would answer he distress call.   Was this Eterna and if so, death would be its consequence.

As the sun beams down upon her body, a cybertronic armor crawls on her skin protecting the flesh for unpredictable occasions.  Greens eyes shined and lip gloss gleamed, her eyes closed and her mind opened.

Eterna island

 
 
Eterna island a place Gerald had come to call home after so long on this island, he was very compatible with their team no matter what they had gone through whether it be Techno organic invasions, or people trying to invade the Eterna island and mess with the home race of Breaker, the weird but humble Sils Gerald had woken up into this brand new day, a day without a problem in the world finally a break, something he had wanted for so long in the business of hero twenty four seven, that was his life.

Getting dressed Gerald went and brushed his teeth till they sparkled a pearl white and started to gargle mouth wash and spit it into the sink. Gerald  wondered what he would do today he thought to himself, all he knew was before than he would build up a work out, grabbing his bo-staff out of his equipment locker and his bow and a quiver of about 40 regular arrows Gerald had descended into the training room to polish his already phenomenal skills in the form of archery and stick fighting.

Gerald had turned on the machine that sent some robots his way about 10 of them had came and rushed at him Gerald leaped into the air flipping and firing some arrows at their head piercing the dome of them than landing on the edge of them and making them go in and out of their heads, Gerald meant to use non fatal attacks since he was so used to going that way against his opponents Gerald decided now was the time, there was 8 of them and he would leave them in pain..well if they could feel any they would

Gerald shot a barrage of three arrows at the legs of one and watch it drop it could no longer move Gerald unsheathed his bo staff and started spinning with it droping two by smacking them in the joint of their legs temporarily stunning them. Another jumped for him Gerald leaped and hit it in where it’s collar bone would be and dropped it training was over.

Gerald went to the kitchen of the Eterna island after he had cleaned himself up. He grabbed some steaks and headed toward the grill and seasoned them lighting the grill he asked anyone in the base “you hungry?”

Eterna Island: Hudson everyday life.

SWS room:

the world was screaming around her. Kailey was kneeling down trying to help with an injured woman who honestly didn't look like she had much hope left. with a piece of metal sticking having had impaled her. There had been an explosion down town New york and it just so happened she was there on the scene. The smoke and fire billowed out from the subway. People couldn't figure out which way was up, and some were even running towards the disaster scene rather than away. "You've..got to help them" was all the woman could really gurgle out before her eyes held no light and her breathing had stopped she died. Kailey raised her hand to the woman's eyes closing them with her blood soaked hands "its okay" she managed to say. "i'll get them out, i promise" Standing from the woman's body she looked to the chaotic scene. It seemed to be getting worse. More explosions were happening not to far away. Police and paramedics were on the scene with whistles for people to hear them. Seeing them was almost impossible unless you were 10 feet away. The debris and smoke covered every inch. coughing a bit she covered her mouth. Dust wasn't exactly the best source of air. Scanning the area around her she couldn't see anyone so she went into her shadow form and started to go forward towards the subways. With explosions still going on she was positive the person causing them would probably still be below. After all who could have possibly gotten out that quickly? As she made her way through the shadows down to the subways stairs. Her heart racing. Her mind utterly confused. Nothing was wrong below ground. Everything was fine. There was no explosion. People in business suits were standing waiting for the 10AM train. Leaving her shadow form she stood there. "What the hells going on." Looking up the stairs it looked sunny and blue sky the perfect day for anyone. Kailey headed up the stairs looking at the ground and area. Nothing. It was as if nothing had happened. Standing there for a minute she tried to to sort out the details.
"Okay. I know i'm in new york...but" thinking for a long moment. "I have no idea how i got here."  She started to check her head for bumps of any sort, just in case she had hit her had some how and was being a tad be delusional. "No bumps or cuts so thats not explaining  what just happened." Slowly she started to walk. "nothings making sense." 
 
stopping for a light there was another explosion this time it sent her flying and caused her to hit her head hard on the side of a building. Landing with a thud she laid there for a moment her mind trying to catch up to what just happened. She waited for the pain, but no pain came. Slowly she sat up putting a hand to herd feeling the blood. "thats not a good sign" standing slowly she went to reach for her communicator to call for the elites. something was wrong. something was very wrong. How ever she had no communicator device. "i don't go anywhere with out some form of contact." shaking her head she put her hand to her head. "Okay think, where were you last. what do you remember. You were doing something with books." her mind flashed a bit seeing her laptop and her books. "Okay i was studying. where was i. what was around me." She went back to the books and laptop seeing her coffee mug with a tea bag in it that read sleepy time tea. "shhhhhhhhhhhit I'm asleep" ..."okay staying calm." Taking a step back into the alley way she rested against the wall. "he hasn't found you yet. No need to panic...yet." she took a deep breath closing her eyes she tried to relax a bit. "its pointless to get worked up on this. its utterly and totally pointless." Opening her eyes the area had changed again. She was on a cliff that over looked a very familiar body of water. She was back to where her parents had died. "Alright. 'dear' Uncle" there was venom in her voice. "How about you stop with these head games and show yourself, you coward" the ground started to shake and as it did so the it started to break away under her she started to fall giving a shrill scream that would chill anyone's bones both in her dream and out in the real world. She started to fall.
 
Falling out of her chair she hit the ground hard. she stayed on the floor of the medical bay for a few minutes breathing heavily her eyes darted around the place. She was awake now. She was feeling a tad to much pain. slowly she reached up for the chair and pulled herself up. wincing as she did. She was dizzy and her head hurt like hell. Putting her hand to it. She felt the gash she'd gotten in her dream. she could feel the blood the side of her face was covered in it. Looking at her paper work it too was covered in her bloody. "ow"..she sat there holding her head. "He's getting alot more powerful.." her hand went down to her necklace that her parents had given her. "what am i suppose to do now?"

Outsider to Insider

 
She was a turista to these people, a possible hostile to their way of life.  It would not be a spectacular surprise if the prize paid was murder.  Not only was she a mutant but also a mercenary trained in the arts of secrecy.   
 
"Why do you want to hurt me?" 
 
Screams of terror filled her soul and the pupils dialated due to a sickened expression.  Legs kicking and eyes twitching, this was torture and the devices were death.   
 
"I have done nothing wrong!"  Everything altered into utter silence and Clara Mass wondered what had happened.  Her vision tilted and equilibrium off balance, she collasped to the floor with pain both mental as well as physical.   They were probably silently discussing ways to destroy the armor that protected the flesh, and solve the complication in which death would be the toll.   Something had been done but none would care for Claratina, a young woman that had entered territory that stated that those that illegally entered would be killed on site.  Yet, something was different and Clara was still alive. 
 
Crawling with bits of strength still remaning, cells were staring at her as clear as the sky.  A creature was in front of her and no words could be spoken.  It was a nightmare illuminating itself in reality.  Was her mind playing stupidity games or were the vile creatures digging into her subconscious.  "Numero Uno?"  It must be a fable just setting her life back into its original turmoil.  What was their goal when muddling through her past?  Something was up and the eyes of Clara Mass were shut down.  "So, pathetic."

Eterna Island

 Charge was ready to take down this Rhino man, so he charged her and ended up hitting hard.Charge went flying and hit the ground with a thud. "Owe you freaking....." But before she could finish her sentence the Rhino man picked up a car."Oh Crap!" Charge threw out a electric energy at the car and it blow up on the Rhino man, The Rhino man fell to the ground, Charge smiled well I better be going before he awakens.
 

Charge started to walk when the Rhino Man got back up. "Where do you think your going sweet heart we have not finished our battle!"  "Well we about to." Charge threw out the biggest electric energy at the Rhino and he fell on his feet. Charge went up to him and punched him in the face with her gauntlets. "Wanna go again?" The Rhino didn't respond and Charge walked away. Charge did not know where she was going to go next, but she wanted to go to her father's house even thoug most likely he would maybe try to kill her or yell at her to get out.
 

Charge sighed, "What was the point of coming here I should have just stayed in Eterna Island." Charge went to the beach, she wonder how it would be like if she was not a mutant. She could have been right now with her father and brother. Charge tried not to think about it. Charge took out her cellphone and thought about calling Kastiel, but she just sighed and put it back in her pocket,.Charge was getting very bored even though she just got here, she wanted to go home so she just went back to the airport.
 

Charge went inside and waited for her plane to come, she hated Tokyo so much it was only bringing back memories. Finally her plane got here."Yes time to go home!" Charge ran and got inside the plane and sat down. Everyone who was on the plane sat down also, and the plane took off, and Charge fell asleep.    

The journey that Monty's doing, will take a very long time. A day or two days tops, but Monty didn't mind, his squad was there and that was enough for Monty. They went through many things, but they made it through. Monty and his squad sang a song each day, waiting for the helicopter to finally land. Monty's squad consist of Monty himself, Private Cole, Private Adam, and Lieutenant Briggs. Cole was a sniper, although he was supposed to be stealthy, he just can't seem to shut his mouth. Adam was medic, he likes to act like a grownup even though he's not. Now Briggs he was the demolition expert, he is a discipline man but he is also very arrogant. They were a great team, even though they fight a lot. In the next day, they finally arrived and was preparing themselves to land.
 
The sight wasn't so great at all, bloods and corpses everywhere. The battle below was ferocious, gunshots and explosion can be heard everywhere. But before they land Monty gave them a speech before landing, " Alright people, listen up. The battle down there is gonna be deadly, but i believe in you guys. We've been through a lot, and that's why we're special. The people back home are waiting for us, so let's just finish this and go home ". The team's morale was risen, and they were landing. When they finally land Cole went out first and screamed " Come on you terrorist motherf#@kers we're gonna kill you all ! ", Monty sigh and ordered the rest of the squad to follow. He then gave the pilot a salute as it flew away, the place wasn't directly on the battlefield, they're actually in the enemy's supplies and was ordered to destroy them, but the squad has to walk a couple of miles first.
 
After they walked for hours, they finally saw the place. It looked like a palace, it had a giant metal entrance and was guarded by special troops. so Monty gave them an order before going in deeper to the place. " Okay Cole you shoot those bastards from far away using the silent sniper, and after that's done Briggs is gonna put an explosive in the metal door. And when it explode we move in ". Cole goes to his position and shot one in the head " One down, many more to go " , He then shot the second guy and after a seconds he finally did it " Too easy " Cole said while giving Briggs the signal to move. " On it " Briggs said while sprinting to the door, he was also carrying heavy explosives. Briggs made it after 10 seconds of sprinting, he then proceeds to set the explosives on. " Now, let's set it for 15 seconds, that would buy me time to run " , after the explosives was set he ran as fast as he could back to the squad. But the explosion burned a little bit of his foot, and Briggs fell to the ground, but Briggs didn't feel the pain his endurance was strong. Monty then helped Briggs up, and ordered the team to go in " Alright move, move, move ! ".
 
They went inside, only to be shot at by the enemy. They take cover using the environment around them, like pillars, tables, and other furniture. And after a hard fought battle in the main hall, the first round of enemy was finally defeated. After that Monty and his squad goes out of they're cover and went through the next room. It was the dining room, The place was filled with enemies. They shot at Monty's squad and hits Adam the medic on the leg, " Ugghh... sh!t " Adam then took out a bandage from his medical kit and wrap it all around the wound. Monty then run towards Adam who's across him, Monty became the target so he does some slick maneuvers and laid a shot on one of the enemy. Monty then arrived at Adam's position " It's gonna be okay man, don't worry we're gonna make it " Monty said, "I know but my leg f#@king hurts ". Monty and his squad was surrounded but they wouldn't surrender, so they prepare for the worse.

Finally after thirty minutes in the hallway Kastiel drifted off into nice sleep. He usually didn't need naps, but this was an exception. All week his slumber was interupted by the following people more often than necessary. At first it would be Charge, if it was not her most likely it would be Breaker. If it wasn't him it ended up being Battalion from time to time. Even Portrait out of all people would try to just get on Kastiel's nerves the most. Only due to it being so easy. Kastiel was now in mid-deep sleep, soon he was shifting into dreamworld. Most of his dreams never even occured. He often just slept in darkness, it never really did seem to bother him often unless someone mentioned it. Kastiel never could control his subconscious, if his body could operate without him being fully aware who knows what could possibly happen.

Before he could even try to make-out what his mind was playing in front him Kastiel was suddenly awakened by the sound of footsteps, he tried to turn his head and he did, but it wasn't very comfortable. Suddenly he felt a finger poking at his constantly over and over in a rhythemtic motion. From the black glove he could easily tell it was Battalion, then after a few mintues he resorted to yelling into Kastiel's ear. As if trying to get his attention even though he already knew full well he had it already.  " Hey Kastiel, Kastiel, Kastiel?, KASTIEL!" Kastiel thought to himself, "Ignore him and he will go away......eventually." 
 
Still after a few seconds he still didn't stop. "Damnit" Kastiel try to grab his finger or at least a leg, but Battalion was too fast for him this time. "Just let it go like it never even happened. Nope can't do it" Using the last of strength Kastiel vaulted for Battalion, but he was already gone in the Weapons Depot. "What was the code again?" Kastiel decided to add a hint of sarcasm in his tone. "Oh, that's right. I didn't get the password 'cause I don't use weapons."

His stomach rumbled again. Kastiel was so hungry, it started to hurt. "Great now I'm even more far away than I was before. Back up the stair I go." He was so close right next to the kitchen door. Just a few more steps he would've been in there instead he just slumped back down on floor only face first this time.

Portrait then decided to make her apperance for the morning. Stepping ever so slowly and lightly Kastiel wasn't even aware of her presence, nor what was suddenly slipped under his shirt. After a few minutes the scorpion surveyed it's surroundings. Without a warning it stabbed the ground it walked on, which was consequently his flesh.  
 
The pain shot up Kastiel's back like a bolt of electricity, it got him running ignoring all pain. In flash he was in the kitchen moving around frantically trying to get the bug off of him. He tried not to scream, but he had fear written all over his face. He wasn't sure, but he knew someone found out he didn't like things that had more than four legs. In his most calmist tone he could muster up he said. "Can someone please get this off of me, before I hurt myself." His voice still shaky.  
 
"Hey Gerald. I've gone three days without killing anyone now. What's for breakfast?" Kastiel retorted with sarcasm. "Well that is all fine and dandy, but Portrait could you please get this death pet off of my body and yes I know it's yours. Who else could it possibly belong to?"

 Charge woke up she was happy that she was almost home. Charge touched the window of the plane and her hand went through it. Charge's eyes widen, "Wow what just happened?" Charge looked at her hands and touched the window again and her hands went through again. "Awesome! I got a new power! Lets see, what else I can do?" Charge then turned invisible. "This is going to be so cool. Now I can steal Kastiel soda's without him knowing....  Finally the plane had landed and Charge got off invisible, then turned back to normal.
 

Charge walked and headed back home. Charge had finally got to the base when she opened the door she saw Kastiel, Portrait, and Gerald. "Ummm.. Hey everyone guess I'll be in my room...." Charge ran to her room, she wanted to go hang out with the team, but she was going to test on her new powers in the training room, but first she started to clean her room. After that she changed into her training uniform, and headed for the training room.
  

 Charge entered the training room and she saw that Kastiel had beat her high score in training. Charge turned the level up high and turned invisible. There were sixty guards but they could not see her. Charge took them out easy one by one, but more of them appeared and theses guards had thermovision. "There she is FIRE!!!!!!!!" The guard's started shooting; Charge put a force field around her and nothing had happened to her, she then threw out a big electric energy at the guards. They were knocked out and Charge had beaten Kastiel's score. Ha! Try beating that score!" Charge came out of the training room and went to hang with the team.....

Portrait was just staring at Kastiel, she must've been thinking about something, but Kastiel's mind was racing to much for him to take moment. "Fine. But it's not actually dangerous, it just hurts." Portrait focused on the scorpion, and melted it back into paint. "Old habits die hard. At least I didn't sic a manticore on you this time."  Kastiel felt better and more relaxed. He wasn't one to hold a serious grudge on anyone. "Oh, you mean that lion looking thingy. With the face of a man and wings of bat? That reminds me, could you draw me a lion for a pet pretty please?" 
 
Suddenly he saw Portrait take out vinger and baking powder out of the kitchen cabinets. "Whoa, wait a minute. That's not used to make pancakes. Here let me show you first." Kastiel takes everything out of Portrait's hand and places it back in the cabinet. "Hmm, let's see. We'll need some butter, milk, vanilla, eggs, and some flower. Oh, and baking powder. Well at least you got that part right." 
 
After a few seconds Kastiel heard a familiar female voice. It was none other than Charge."Ummm.. Hey everyone guess I'll be in my room...." Seeing Charge's abrupt leave Kastiel talks to himself in a low whisper "Wow, I wonder what made her just leave in such a hurry." 
 
Heading back to his chair he asks Portrait, "So you have any plans for today other than Breaker probably assigning us missions to do later today and if you need help with those pancakes just let me know." 
 
After watching Portrait work on the group's breakfast Kastiel starts hearing noises coming from upstairs. "Oy, Charge what are you doing now?" Then he hears her screaming something. Ha! Try beating that score!"  "Did she just-no, no she couldn't have it took me a week to jusr beat hers-"   
 
Charge came out of the trainning room and stood in front of the kitchen door with a big smile on her face. "Yep, yep she did."

Twelve against four, the squad might be outnumbered, but the enemy is outclass. But the enemy has better weapons, the bullets went through the pillars where the squad was taking cover. And Adam is still injured, but they wouldn't lose that easily against amateurs. The pillars was almost destroyed, and before it was completely destroyed, Monty and Briggs finally move to the front. The radio nearby suddenly plays the song " I Don't Wanna be a Soldier by John Lennon ", it was an epic moment indeed, both Monty and Briggs shouted their battlecry and went on shooting mercilessly. But then Briggs dashes to the enemy dodging bullets and punched one of them in the head while holding another one as a hostage, Monty then ordered the enemy to give the weapons to Cole. " We're seriously gonna kill this man if you don't give those goddamn guns to Cole ", the enemy then one by one gave their guns to Cole. After all of their guns are gone, Monty and Briggs shot them all.
 
The place was now filled with dead bodies, and blood. But now Monty has to go to the next door, and destroy the supplies. Adam wanted to go but Briggs said he needed to rest,"Hey guys let me help you guys, my legs maybe wounded, but i still have the spirit to go on " " No Adam you need to rest, Cole will stay with you while me and Monty destroy the supplies ". Without saying anything else, Monty and Briggs goes through the next door. The place was big and was filled with supplies, but it was also empty. The people was already killed by Monty and his squad, so Briggs quickly plant an explosive near a generator. " Wait, i need to call a way out " Monty then pull out some kind of device, it was actually a device to call one of the alien aircraft from Etherna. The aircraft was moving at the speed of light to Monty's position, it will arrive more or less than 1 second. Briggs was finished with the explosive and call Cole and Adam to gather, " Cole, Adam, get over here " . Cole then carried Adam to Briggs and Monty's position, when an aircraft arrived sucking them in. It was the aircraft that Monty called, it arrived just in time. Monty's squad took a seat and put on their seat belts, the plane then went back to Etherna at normal speed while the palace below them exploded.

Support

SWS Room:

[Simulation complete: Brekka is victorious]

Sil Emergency Station.

Kailey took quite awhile to focus once she could find her ground to stand and not fall she stood from her chair. The gash on her head was pounding but it wasn't something she couldn't look after. Already being in one of the empty medical labs she went to the first aid kit and started to dig around for crazy glue. It worked just as well to put deep cuts together as a needle and  thread. Once Kailey found the crazy glue she set it down and looked for some disinfectant once finding that she got a gauze and poured some of the liquid onto it putting the gauze up to her cut she counted backwards from 10. "10. 9 8" still holding the gauze to her head she found herself thinking back to the dream. "maybe i should go back to the grave site. it is almost a year to the day..7. 6 5 it might explain the dream..unless he is getting stronger. In which i may have to talk to someone about figuring out another method to holding him. 4 3 2 i suppose i'll figure it out one way or another. 1" looking at the cut in the mirror she made sure it was well cleaned out.then grabbed the crazy glue and put it to the top part of the cut and pushed it down to the bottom piece. It was a quick drying crazy glue it didn't take long for it to be fixed. Once it was done with she whiped the remaining blood away. Looking over at her work station she concentrated for a moment on the shadows the blood was leaving on her work as she did that she lifted the blood up and moved it over to the sink. "No need to redo any homework." sighing Kailey shook her head still having a headache.  
"I need to concentrate on something else for awhile." Heading for the door she stopped hearing a doctor talking to someone trying to get them to rest. Hearing it was breaker. She stepped out into the hallway looking both ways for where people were hearing breaker say "out of my way" she started to follow. Not sure if he'd really want the company she just stood off to the shadows blending in. sometimes people need help even if they don't think they do and in the state he appeared to be in. he may need someone watching out for him..maybe.
then again maybe staying in the shadows might piss him off even more. It was a chance to take.

 Charge looked at Kastiel "Try beating my score now!" Charge had lots of plans today, her brother  was coming to see her, but she had not seen him since she ran away from home. Charge ran back to her room and sat on the bed thinking if she should call her brother to see if he was still coming. She grabbed her phone and called her brother,after few rings he picked up the phone. "Hey sis!!!"  "Hey Ryan are you still coming over to see me?" "Yeah, but I think I am going to be late I am..... Whoa!!!" "Ryan you there??? Hello?!"  Charge knew her brother was in trouble so she planned to fine him, before anything worse could happen.
 

Charge stopped at the living room she did not want any of her friends to go with her, so Charge turned invisible and went out of the base. Charge loved her new powers they helped her a lot. Charge headed for the city where she saw smoke, she knew something was up and it maybe had something to do with her brother. Charge finally made it to the city a group of people were in a circle. Charge pushed through the crowd and saw her brother laying there on the ground.
 
  
Charge ran to her brother. "Ryan what happened?" "Oh, hey sis no worries. I just got blasted out of the sky, but look at you all grown up...."  "Ryan, really who did this to you?"  "I don't know I just got blasted out of the sky!" Okay, so lets go back to Eterna. I want you to meet my friends." "Okay lets go then!"  Ryan grabbed Charge and flew to the base.

Breaker’s armory:

Hallways:

Sil Interrogation table room:

Kastiel was very enthusastic over his newly drawn Lion. He never had a real pet before except for a couple of fishes here and there. It was like Christmas to him to the point he even forgot what he had to do today. Kastiel had asked Portrait about her plans for today and she replied with, "Yeah, I have plans. I have to go apologize to all the major governments I annoyed. Should be fun, except for the part where they try to kill me anyway. And I think I have the pancakes. At least, they are round and brownish and not on the ceiling."    Charge had came back from her trainning section for the day. "Try beating my score now!" As quickly as she came, she left. The pancakes were done; smelling the food, the lion growled at Portrait. She threw a pancake at it. After staring at the pancake for a while, it ate it. It didn't die. "Oh, great! The pancakes are ready!"     "Oooo, I'll try some." Kastiel literally grabbed a plate full with a steak Gerald cooked of course. Kastiel was engrossed in his meal. Everything tasted good, the lion walked over and wanted some meat. He placed his front paws on the table with head and mane as well looking at Kastiel. "My, my you're so hungry for a painted lion. Well, here two steaks for you. Just don't get fat on me." 
 
Everyone in kitchen heard some commotion in the hallway.  “Out of my way!”  "Oh, noes. Everyone look out Breaker is in one of his moods again. For anyone who doesn't know this probably the 'I hate everyone who isn't Sil and doesn't listen to me' one. I swear he's worse than someone on menopause or something." The noise became louder.  “Sir, the entity recovered was humanoid, female in form, it was alone, and was wearing a armor compose of human technology.” Reported the sil. “Any other intruder contact through out the island? How did she reach our shores without triggering the perimeter watch? I’m tired of intruders breaching us.” “Sir, she just appeared out of nowhere. The security cameras caught her arrival. It would appear that the teleportation was unwillingly as she arrived nearly unconscious. And no, the scouts have found no other intruders to this point.”     

Kastiel began looking quizzical for second, then turned to Portrait. "Hey, before you leave how 'bout we visit the intruder and make sure she doesn't take out Sils or doctors watching over her." Kastiel said with a smirk on his face hoping Portrait knew what he really ment by what he said.

 Portrait leapt to her feet, tossing the Rosetta Stone and Mona Lisa to the side. "Yeah! Let's go 'keep an eye on everything' What good would heroes be if they didn't interfere in everything!  "Lead on!" Kastiel lept to his feet as well. Only to hear the lion attempting to purr as he left. "No, no. You stay here and as treat you can eat the rest of the food here, if you please." He turned back to Portrait. "Now with that taken care of the real fun can begin." 
 
Leading the way Kastiel stepped out into the hall. "Hmmm, no sign of Breaker yet and all the Sils seemed to have disappeared as well." Heading toward the emergency room, he saw the doctor. He looked a bit shocked and frightened. "Don't worry Doc, we'll make sure not to run into Breaker, especially right now. By the way where is he?" "I really don't know, most likely to see the intruder." Is he going to kill her?" "Don't know, you two will have to go find out for yourselves."

Walking through a set of double doors the pair was heading to basically the 'jail room'. There were many sils this time all lined up against both side of the hall, like a king walked down the isle. Kastiel could still hear his loud voice, barking orders again.  They didn't try to tell them not to come in for the simple fact Breaker just left them there.
 
That wont be necessary. Remove her from that armor and take away any weapon or device on her. Dress her in civilian clothing and place her in one of the spare rooms…”   Breaker got quieter this time. Forcing Kastiel to open the door and look through the transparent field wall, knowing no one could see them....yet.  
 
“..Just keep surveillance over her at all times. I want three sentinels at her door. While she is unconscious she is our guest. But when she awakes if the woman becomes hostile. You have permission to kill.”     
 
Seeing the situation unfold before his eyes, he asked Portrait. "Iwonder what made him show compassion like that? Surely, he didn't have relations with the woman, before did he?"  
 
As it was ordered the scientist seeked to proceed. The sils' scientist prepare several machines ready to deactivate the armor or remove it by force with power tools . "Okay just to plain ahead in case he comes out this way. I'm going to teleport us to the other openning to the main room where the woman is, if you feel strange after the fact just let me know. Teleportation isn't for everyone."

After they teleported to the other opening it was the exact duplicate as the first except no one was in there except them.

June 15, 1988

Present Tense

"But mommy will you stop treating me like a demon.  I said I would do my homework after dance class.  Just please stop talking about Callista!  Why do you hate me so much!  All I try do is be gentle and nice.  Your never satisfied with me.  You treat me as if I'm a disgrace to the family since I haven't decided what I truly want to be in life.  I'm not Johnny or Clarissa.  Will you ever understand that.  Daddy doesn't care who I am just as long as I feel acomplished.  You treat the three of your children like a contest.  I'm trying not be disrespectful but you leave me no choice to speak the truth." 
 
Her eyes open only to witness captivity and revisit flashbacks of checkered beginnings.  Feeling her body as if it were a pillow, Claratina notices the missing body armor.  Although the subconscious thoughts yell out anger and not diplomacy, Clara Mass bides her pain.  As long as she did not feel external pain all would be fine, but one must be careful what they wish for.  Inside the body of Claratina a sharp pain crunches the lungs.  Gasping for air the redheaded mercenary was given an adrenaline boost.  Without the armor that wrapped around a naked body, white bloods cells began to work over-time so the punctured wounds may heal rapidly.  Noticing the clothes on her body, a sigh of relief became overwhelming.  Yet with the sight of three sentinels all was not a paradise but the essence of jail.   
 
By focusing her mind onto the deception of an alien race seeing her in the nude and Breaker not allowing a pardon.  A gap formation allowed the reality-warper to step out and with her veins pumping with blood, she almost felt unstoppable.  "Where is Breaker!!"  Three sentinels turn staring down at the hostile with orders to kill, the look on their faces could frighten man but not Claratina.   
 
"Permission to eliminate is allowed.  Terminate prisoner at once."  Luminous light that could distract many, blinds the vision of Clara Mass.  "Bring it."  A trio of full force beams triangulate against the vigilante.  She stills stands when the dust settles.  With torn cloths and partially burnt hair, the redheaded reality-warper filled her tank of rage.  Crimson katanna blades extend from each hand and with a three hundred sixty spin, the two weapon tear the head of Sentinel One. 
 
"She has managed to destroy a sentinel.  Kill her immediately!" 

After a couple of hours flying, the squad finally arrive at the island. The jet landed smoothly in the hangar, the plane parked by itself cause it was on auto-pilot. Monty walked towards the door of the plane, he stopped for a moment and turns around, looking at the squad. " Mission success team, you were all great, ut not as great as me " the squad then laugh and threw a tissue found in the shelf near the seats, " Ah..., get out of here you cheeky bastard. "" Yeah ! ". Everyone laughed including Monty, but before he leave Monty looked at Adam and give him a little smirk " Oh and Adam, get better okay " Adam then answered " I always do, medic remember " . Monty then gave a salute to everybody and in return the squad gave him a salute also, after that Monty goes out of the plane and headed to the kitchen while the jet slowly fly away.
 
Monty was really hungry and wounded, there are cuts on his hand, and some bruises but it was normal for Monty. But before he opened the kitchen door, a commotion came from the hallway. " Interesting.... " Monty said while wiping the dust of his vest, although Monty only heard some weird blabbering about a prisoner he was eager to find out who it was. Monty went to the interrogation room, there he saw a woman wielding two katanas, she did a three hundred sixty pin with her dual katanas and tore the head of a sentinel. One of the sil soldier ordered everybody to kill her, Monty then walked towards Kastiel and Portrait " Let's start the party " Monty duplicate himself into 6 people each have the same amount of ammo and grenades, they then point their guns at the door to the room where the girl is held. " Everybody on my mark " Monty was going to give them the signal to shoot, Monty's clones were pulling the trigger slowly concentrating to improve accuracy, now all they have to do is wait until she gets out.

Breaker's office:

Guest rooms, hallway:

 Charge and her brother were almost to the Elite base until a group of aliens started to shoot lasers at them. Charge put up a force field on her brother and herself. "Who the hell are they???"  "I don't know sis but they kinda look like you. You know with the ugly face, big eyes." before Ryan could finish his sentence Charge smacked him on the head, "OUCH!!!!!!!! I was only kidding" "This is no time for your stupid jokes don't you see we being attacked by aliens with GUNS!" "Oh right almost forgot."  "How can you forget when they in front of your face?" "Hey don't yell at me! You know what, lets just beat the crap out of them."
 
 
Charge threw out a invisible energy at the aliens, some of them fell out of the sky. "Ha, take that you freaks!!!" Charge and her brother were winning so far, but more just kept coming and coming. Charge and her brother did not know how long they can keep fighting with theses things, if they just kept coming. "Uh... Ryan do you have any ideas??" "Yeah just one want to hear it?" "Okay, what is your idea?" "Okay we run like little babies!"  "Wow that was your idea?" "Well yeah in less you have a better idea?" "As a matter of fact I do."
 
  
 Charge threw out the biggest invisible blast that knocked all the aliensout of the sky. Charge's nose started to bleed a bit, she had never used that much energy. "Wow, sis you blow them out of the sky good job!" "Yeah I need to work on that move." As Charge and her brother were about to fly away one more alien shot Charge's brother out of the sky. "RYAN!!!" Charge flow with speed and grabbed her brother. The alien had got away but she was lucky that her brother was still alive.
 
 
 Charge knew she could not stay outside anymore so she headed back to the base with her brother in her arms. Charge layed him on the sofa and looked around. "Where is everybody?"

Listen Up

No one knows what I've gone through.  Toyed with like a Barbie doll having to date Ken, fighting for the right to ride that saddle because Madison and Chelsea want their chance at satisfaction.  My mother abandoned me as a teenager and Jebediah Morales enlisted me with Sector Eleven in my early days of adulthood.  I've managed to help Breaker end the Takeover he had participated in.  I even fought against my former allies to end world domination.  I've abused powers that can very well kill me.  Yet, I do all of these stunts for the greater good and this is how I am repaid.  Breaker points the blame onto me?  I did not come here purposely.  I came here subconscious.  I was losing my grip on humanity, I just couldn't take it anymore.  Armor is torn from my body allowing creatures to see me in the nude.  I am not a lab rat...I am human with no where to go.  My name is Claratina Funez and my only true friend hates me.  Only because I couldn't handle being trapped within a cell.  If he knew I didn't do it intentionally, that I respected him, and even idolized his humanism.  These are the thoughts that flow through my mind, but words I shall never dare to speak. 
 
No one understands me and I blame everything upon myself. 
 
"Just kill me dammit!  My life is shit just like every other Funez relative I have.  Its a curse and I will be damned if I completely lose my sanity.  You have to know that I didn't want this to happen." 
 
I actually said what I felt, a shocker if you ask me.  For years sheltered within the doors of Sector Eleven.  Killing threats without a whisper and living a luxrious life.  Some say I could've taken over Funez Industries as the rightful heir before Jonathan Funez II.  They say I would've been in the spotlight but harrased by those that seeked the destruction of Funez Tower.  I did not care for that was a past life in which those that I once loved did not share the same affection.  When Requiem struck Earth, I partially cared for Closure in addition to my resurrected brother.  But I cried for Clarissa, she was my personal watchful eye into my departure.  Besides the previous the present seems to be bashing me.  Brekka gave a speech about hospitality and I give three sentences and two exclamations, jam packed with the honest truth.  That is what I call an honest achievement.  I have some much time to think, because Breaker knows that more is to come. 
 
"Hospitality?  If a cage for animals is for guests, well I'd hate to be the prisoner.  Which reminds me...do your friends know about the threat that nearly dominated America.  I saw him Breaker.  The explanation is complete and questions need answers, but I doubt I will get any.  So, how does this going to go down.  The sils treat you like a bitch with so many rules so lay it on me like white on rice, sugar bear.  I know you want to give me yet another accusational speech.  I believe my sixty seconds are over, your turn.  Make it spicy." 
 
I believe this is the last day I breathe.  Oh well it was nice knowing everyone that tried to kill me or died by my katanas.  I just feel bland knowing I'm acting childish, honest, serious, with a hint of being poetic.  My mind is like a bottle that has dent, that fractures its entire image.  I'm judging myself because no else will.  I am my own greatest critic.  I now believe my words chosen will just add steam.  No way to tell what Breaker is thinking due to that helmet.  The only downside to this, well his Elite Order might attack me without his authorized permission.  How do I know?  By simply searching for any humane minds, I can tell by their thought process that their either young in age or are strategically misleading.  He's breeding a new heroic fleet, but for what.  I just wonder if I'll get any answers. 
 
Beads of sweat make her hands moist as the brutal tension escalates.  The chemicals exterting from her pours, release pheromones that may or may not sway his judgement.  Emotions oddly set off her powers for emerald light flickers from the eyes.  Her thoughts portrayed the Breaker Envoy of Sentron, maskless.  If it worked thoughts would be read.  She needed answers if Brekka did not accurately answer.  Hopefully, he would or disrespect would be considered on her part.  Actions always have consequences on those that believe their doing the right thing.  Clara Mass gently brushes her hair back, attempting to act kinky.  A role she has never had to play. 
 
Who am I?  Well I'm Jillian Woods...errr....Katanna.  A woman with pride knowing that debrieving oneself is a deragatory of one's self worth. 

The fight ensures. Of course, it wasn't something Kastiel looked forward too. An intruder here, and intruder there. This was getting old quick and who was this woman? Someone Breaker knew? Someone who wants to know more about us as a team or organization? Who knows, Kastiel certainly wasn't the 'who' in this situation nor was Breaker. He barely had control over his own troops. Now it's even worse. How long would this team last now? 
 
Portrait was too occupied from having a bit of doozy due to the teleportation. Kastiel was watching the whole situation now, to busy to notice anything else now until a sudden death appeared. " He has managed to destroy a sentinel.  Kill her immediately!" "Hey Kastiel, did I do that? Because I think it want to kill us"  Kastiel simply shook his head. "No, but I have feeling this was just the start of it. The woman seemed so confused and distressed Kastiel felt very sorry for her. It caused him to grow misty eyes toward her.  
 
Breaker came in a minute later with a stern face, no emotion or compassion whatsoever made itself clear. Well, he had a right to be the woman just attacked one of his men, but she had a damn good reason to do so. Everyone in the room saw her in the nude, most human women would act just like she did, except to a lesser degree, but the same nonetheless. “Let me see if I understand.. I change my mind over taking over your little planet. I save you and your people from imminent death at the hands of my brother, I sign a peace contract with America to avoid your enemies from taking advantage of the damage after the invasion. I keep your family and friends safe with my team. I break my rules and let you live, I accommodate you in our guest-room---!“ The head of the elite turns and lay his eyes upon the headless body of one of his sentinel sil guards. He points at the body as he fallows on his words: “--And this is what I am awarded in return from you? A headless officer?!!”          
 
"Damnit, why isn't he trying how to figure out how the situation unfolded within itself? He's too clouded with rage, it's just a matter of perspective simple as that. It's not that hard to figure out people, heck some of those guys looked a lot longer at her naked body then necessary. But that even could've been out of simple alien curosity, still wrong consequently.  
 
“Now, Katanna, You have 60 seconds to explain yourself, convince me! Not to turn you into dust. Tell me: Why do you betray my hospitality and make me lose face before my people along with all hope of coexisting with the human race?” Breaker crossed his arms waiting for the explanation.       
  
It was Clara's turn now. 
 
"Hospitality?  If a cage for animals is for guests, well I'd hate to be the prisoner.  Which reminds me...do your friends know about the threat that nearly dominated America.  I saw him Breaker.  The explanation is complete and questions need answers, but I doubt I will get any.  So, how does this going to go down.  The sils treat you like a bitch with so many rules so lay it on me like white on rice, sugar bear.  I know you want to give me yet another accusational speech.  I believe my sixty seconds are over, your turn.  Make it spicy."  
 
At this point in time Kastiel almost have had enough.

Guest room hallways:

Monty was waiting to attack the woman, but it was unnecessary cause Breaker entered the room with a pissed off face. Monty looked at Breaker as he passed him, he wanted to say something, but it wasn't the right time. As Breaker entered the room where the nude woman is located, he then absorbed his clones back and walked to the front of the harden transparent field wall. Breaker and the Women was debating about something, Monty heard everything. Both sides has a good point, but this debate may result another war or great battle between the sils and the humans. That's the worse outcome yet, but Monty won't interfere. But then Kastiel went inside the room where Breaker is and starts blabbering about nonsense, " Where's his manners ?, he should have asked for permission if he wanted to say something, but oh well.... " Monty's thought was correct Breaker didn't seem happy, he used his ' talk about this later ' face. Breaker then ordered Kastiel to escort the women.
 
Monty thought he would help Kastiel to escort them, in case his puny body can't handle them both. So Monty offered Kastiel a helping hand, " Hey Kastiel let me help you " he then stands beside them and created 5 clones around them. All clones each has a Carbine and a pocket knife for short range combat, but he didn't know what powers does the women have. If Monty is not careful it could cause him his live, but whatever he thought. If he dies he dies, if he lives he lives. So Monty then looked at Kastiel, " Kay let's go Kastiel " Monty then opened the door that will lead them outside. As he waited for them to go out, he said " Ladies first " with a smile.

Heart-Broken

Time pauses for just moments as the swift movement of his hand sets a weapon into full offense.  Her hair floats due to pure instinct moving her body forward but the device is still intended on execution.  Believing this to be her final moments on Earth, nothing seems to set off a flash of previous events.  Closing her eyes and expecting the horrific....nothing happens.  For a familiar redhead jokingly diffuses the near death experience.  Her heart drops in relief over the presence of Leilani.  A friend from the old days.  “Drop the weapons, Clara.” She then turns back to the sil leader. “Let me have a walk and talk to her, please.” she begged the sil lion.  Afterwards, Breaker still withheld is immenent rage but dispersed the sils and ordered Kastiel.    
 
“Kastiel, since you enjoyed the debate- I hope you also enjoy been Ms. Leilani and Clara’s escort.”          
 
Bowing her head down in embarassment, Clara Mass couldn't look into the face of a former friend.  No matter how wrong he was did not matter.  It was true that these foreigners had looked down upon the human race.  In addition, to having one interruptive baby-sitter the reality warper gained yet another.  With a smile stating ladies first, codename Battalion had become annoyance number two.  
 
"You two are going to be warned.  Make one joke out of stupidity and you'll get it.  I'm not degrading myself whatsoever.  Its called do whatever it takes for survival.  You had pity on me Kastiel and I don't need it.  I was nearly killed moments ago by a man I highly respected.  I've lost that idolization due to the realization of how incompetent this race is.  Do not speak, before I wipe your memories clean.  I bend reality to my will sweet-hearts.  Just give me some time to speak with Leilani and I'll get out of your hair.  Is that okay or do you want to start something you can't end?" 
 
Brushing the two off like the two insignificant twits they are.  Claratina turns to an ally that had rescued her merely moments ago.  By placing her hand upon the forehead of the former classmate, the unfolded events were telepathically sent.   
 
"What has happened Leilani?  Did you know of Num--."  She stops in uncomfortability, knowing that the two young members of the Elite Order were possibly listening on the conversation. 
 
"Were friends right Leilani?  Get me out of here.  I don't want to send this island into the bottom of the ocean.  I just need reasoning to believe nothing peculiar is going on."

Charge looked at her brother who was hurt she picked him up and headed to her room. "Man. I can not be doing this." But Charge had to, it was her brother who was hurt.  Charge layed her brother on the bed. "Wait here Ryan. I am going to find out what's going on, but first I am going to get one of the doctors to take care of you." 

Charge ran out of her room and headed to find one of the doctors, Charge checked everywhere but then finally she found one, "My brother is hurt and he is in my room can you take care of him while I am gone?"  "Uh... Yes take me to him...." Charge took the doctor to her room. "Okay he is right here please help him I'll be right back!" "But wait where are you going???" "I'll be back I am going to find Kastiel and the others." Charge looked everywhere but she could not find her teammates. "Man this is going to take forever."    

Hallways:

Surface/ Main entrance/Exit:

Walk of Fame

Further murder and violence could have shattered the relationship between Eterna and the United States of America.  Over the actions of a frantic woman these tremors could have broken political alliances and without the aid of Leilani, death would have been the final musical note.  At the moment in which Claratina had manifested the visual image of Number One, the sense of another telepath ended the message. Additionally following the important broadcast, a cry for help was immediately transitioned into a friendly aid.  Yet, the joking expressions and optimist values shining brightly made the former problem no more.     

 “Sure, we’ll use one of the helicopters.”  Leilani, turns to the elite henchmen and addresses them politely.   
 
“I’ll take her to the air-strip, we’re leaving Eterna. - Tell Breaker I’ll talk to him soon.”       
 
With great surprise the friend from college had yanked Clara Mass into an elevator.  With the quickness of that action, Battalion and Kastiel were not able to follow their assingment.  A sigh of relief is able to calm her agonizing nerves.  Turning ever so slightly to Leilani, the redheaded reality-warper winks.   
 
"I can read your thoughts sugar bear.  I appreciate you saving my ass but don't compare me to Breaker.  Its enough that he hates me.  Until we get to the air-strip, I'll continue with our chat but I have a feeling the Elite Order won't back down that easily.  Their pesty little squirts that believe their respectable for living on Eterna.  Besides all the problems, I hope I'm not causing any problems in your area of working.   What happened to you after the near perfected Takeover?  That was the last time I really saw you and then everything went poof." 

"The airstip is not far, we'll get on my car and just fallow the road to the end. You'll see the bell 222 in the distance and then we'll be off sil turf." Said Leilani. The elevator they had exited from showed a  straight shot to the surface where a small foundation lied.  It was the main entrance to the alien mothership that served as the Elite base underneath the surface.  
 
When walking out the elevator Leilani addresses Clara as they walk.  “Haven’t changed one bit, have you? Well except for being grown, yet, you still get me in trouble.”  
 
She after a small chuckle sighs nostalgically.  "Like old times, yes?"   Leilani puts on a beautiful smile. 
 
Laughing over the reminisence of college, Claratina Funez smirks.
 
"Did I always get you in trouble?  From my perspective, we did get in trouble but my looks kept us out of detention and even worse.  This car you have can't get us off the island.  So, were depending on my amazing teleportation skills?  I can see your car now since its the only one on Eterna.  When we step in, I'm guessing it'll be my turn to explain the previously interrupted message.  Lets bounce!"
 
The parking lot was empty, in whole lot there was only a single car, one, which was Leilani's.  From the insight of the government, sils only use Scavenger ships and Racers to move across the island, because they saw cars to be primitive technology.  Before the agent opens the door and sits on the passenger seat, Leilani walks over to her car and throws her keys at Claratina.  Excited over her V.I.P treatment, Clara Mass enters the riveting interior. 
 
"I saw Number One.  That bastard is still alive.  Something needs to be done before this treaty between alien foreigners and the U.S.A. becomes war.  I'm afraid the worse is yet to come."
 
The presence of yet another being set off her own security.  Pushing the gas...the car began to speed at high mileage.  Risking both her life as well as Leilani.

The sudden appearance Leilani surprised Kastiel he just stood their amazed at her timing and at other 'things' as well. Breaker was clearly angry from her interupting his death sentence and making sly jokes about it as well. Clara looked like she was saved by God himself. Did she know her from before? Were or are they friends? Breaker knew just about as much as Kastiel knew. No more, no less. 
 
"Sils, clear the room." He ordered. Breaker then resume his walk but before entering the elevator he stops, “Kastiel, since you enjoyed the debate- I hope you also enjoy been Ms. Leilani and Clara’s escort.” The elite with that he then entered the elevator and as the does began closing he added "And I hope you do what is necessary if she becomes hostile, again."    
 
Turning facing both Leilani and Clara he eyed them carefully. Ignoring Battalion and Clara's comment; he was serious now. He had to concentrate hoping not be discovered piercing into her mind. From inspecting the two Kas could immediately tell Leilani wasn't really looking for trouble infact she was trying to avoid it all together, unlike her friend there. Eyeing Kastiel like he was a baboon, like she knew he was a telepath. 
 
“Never mind them Clara, they are just doing their jo-” But before she can finish Clara turns to Leilani and place her hand on the agent’s forehead as she sends a telepathic message.  "What has happened Leilani?  Did you know of Num--."    Why did she stop? Was it truely that obvious? Leilani realized before even Kastiel fully knew. “Oh, yeah, that’s probably why Breaker assign him….”   Kastiel spoke to himself. "Yep, she knew. Though luckly he had more tricks up his sleeve that no one was aware of yet. 
 
Clara seemed nervous. Was it because he was listening to her mind, it didn't matter she wanted an escape plain and simple. "Were friends right Leilani?  Get me out of here.  I don't want to send this island into the bottom of the ocean.  I just need reasoning to believe nothing peculiar is going on."    
 
“Sure, we’ll use one of the helicopters.” Leilani, turns to the elite boys and addressed them “I’ll take her to the air-strip, we’re leaving Eterna.- Tell Breaker I’ll talk to him soon.”

 Leilani and company after reaching a exit she then grabbed Clara by the arm and pulled her in the elevator and seal it shut before Kastiel and Battalion could enter it. A muffled “Bye!” is heard from the inside of the steel box as the elevator goes up.  
 
Kastiel didn't even attempt to stop them, he knew where they were going. "Hmmm, helicopter? Where would you find a helicopter? In a hanger I guess, but where would there be a hanger?" Motionning with his hand he wanted Battalion to follow him. "Let's just take the elevator they used, simple enough. But Battalion I want you to stay in the shadows snipe whatever transportation they are using. Do whatever is necessary, except no head-shots please. I'll just handle the rest as a distraction. See, ya- Oh and after this please find Charge for me, before she gives birth." 
 
Stepping out of the elevator he hummed a jolly tune walking among  a patch of grass and then unto solid concrete. Surprised he saw a human car in the lot, the only car and it was driving at a very high speed. Like they knew he was coming. "Seriously, a car was the best idea? C'mon try harder than that, it's not like I enjoy this."   
 
Picking up speed he flew 20 feet above the car, then he lowered himself to make eye contact with the two. "Hey gals, you missed me?" Kastiel immediately teleported into the backseat. "Hey, Mrs. Leilani looking fine as ever I see. Can't forget Clara too the little witch with awful forehead winkles driving the car for us." Kastiel placed both of his hands on each of Clara's shoulders. "Where do you think you're going?"

While waiting for Kastiel and the girls, Monty just looked at them thinking that maybe all of them is having a telepathic communication without him. If only Monty had telepathy he could read Kastiel's mind and act like a smart-a**, Monty was thinking about other things while the other is having a conversation. When suddenly the girls goes off by themselves, they used an elevator near the room. Kastiel didn't even attempt to stop them, he knew where they were going. Kastiel said they were heading to the hangar, Kastiel ordered Monty to follow him but he must also stay hidden cause he needs to snipe the vehicle that the girls were using. Monty then goes inside the elevator with Kastiel, after that they go to their position. Monty created 4 clones, 1 stayed with him while the other two goes off to find charge. Monty and one of his clones walked through thick grass and hid somewhere along the road, there he could see the road to the hangar and waited till the girls arrived. " Okay, we're gonna hide here for awhile, other than that we're gonna keep our mind shut cause the enemy has telepathy " " Roger that sir, but i think it would be better if i hid somewhere in the hangar, that way if you failed i'll be your plan b " Both agreed and the clone went off. " Now to prepare myself  " Monty said while searching for the target with his riffle.
 
Meanwhile the 2 clones that went off to search Charge went to her room, there they saw his injured brother and a doctor. One of the clones asked the doctor for Charge's position " Excuse me doc, have you seen a pregnant woman running around ? " " Oh yes i saw her, she went out a couple of minutes ago " the doctor replied " Thanks " the clones then exited the room and went to the hallways. And after a couple of minutes of walking, they finally found her. The clones then approached her and ordered her to follow them " Charge, Kastiel is looking for you, he's somewhere near the parking lot follow me " They then walked to the elevator and pressed the up button. While waiting the clones looked at Charge and said " When you finally reached the parking lot, you might wanna help Kastiel " The clones then looked at the elevator as it slowly opens " Ladies first "
 

Breaker’s office

Racer Port:

On the road:

Gripping the riffle tightly on his hands, the elite steadily aimed the gun to the vehicle as it passes by. The car's spinning tire created a trail of dust, thus blurring Battalion's eyes. But quickly he reacted by wearing his goggles, he turned on his heat sensors, the heat coming from the tire was seen. But the car was far from him, so he runs to the middle of the road and saw the rear of the car. The riffle he was using wasn't an ordinary riffle, it was sil technology. The bullet could absorb any liquid, the elite shot the thing straight to the cars' rear bumper, the bullet went through it silently. But the bullet was so fast and hard it made it into the car's gas container, by Battalion's calculation the car will ran out of gas before it could even reach the hangar. So the elite then walked slowly to the nearby palm tree, and just stood there with his back on the tree.
 
Meanwhile in the hangar, the clone went to the security room. There he activated the hangar's defense system, he then went outside the hangar. He sat there looking up at the hot sun, it shined on his goggles and his weapon. The clone pull out his weapon, he reloaded it and holds it in his hands while waiting for the vehicle. Not long after that he pulls out his cigar, and light it up, the smoke went out of the clones' mouth as he exhaled. It's been awhile since he last smoked, and it feels relaxing when doing it again. So the clone then put his gun down, and lays down.

 Charge looked at Monty. "Why does Kastiel need my help what's going on?" The elevator stopped. "Ladies First."  Monty said."Thanks!" Charge walked out and so did Monty and his clones. "Okay lead the way!!!" Monty and his clones went ahead and Charge followed behind she did not know what was going on she wished she never went to Tokyo she wished she could have been here right now helping out. "We are almost to the parking lot!" 
  

Charge followed Monty some more finally Charge and Monty had reached the front door, Monty Opened the door for her. Charge walked outside and the clones followed behind. Charge and Monty headed for the parking lot, but then Charge was not feeling so well she felt like throwing up, but she could not let that slow her down she had to find Kastiel, "You okay Charge?" "Yeah lets just hurry and make it to the parking lot!" Monty leaded and Charge followed they finally made it to the Parking lot.  "Uhhh.... Monty what is going on?"   
 
She suddenly Kastiel in the back of the car, then he was gone. Charge decided she needed to find him first above all else. "Monty, stay here for a second. Follow me if  you want to, but I need to go find Kastiel first, before anything else happens."  Walking back in and going back into the elevator Charge started to cramp bad, after finding Kas she would need a doctor as soon as possible.  "Crap, I need to hurry this up."

Years Ago…

Juicy lips, sugar coated with a wondrous spray of Chanel fragrance.   Blonde hair with brown eyes, often shifting to blue in the sun light, she is a delicacy to some but a virus to others.   Dressed in white attire, with streaks of black, embedded with diamonds the woman stands with total defiance.   Tapping on her glass of champagne while whistling to gather attention, eyes of wealth stare upon her.   She smiles with the very attention of showing of her perfectly structured teeth.    
 
“Try the vodka my fair acquaintances.   It is the best money can by.   The first to take a sip will become a King or even a Queen of this fine foundation.    Do not worry, I have sipped the substance myself and loved every second.   Now please continue with this fine evening.” 
 
A foolish trick indeed, one not often used by executed in such a correct manner that even a God of Mischief would be fairly impressed.   She was a young Queen of Ice, but acted far behind her childish age.   A teenager to be exact, of fourteen years and gratefully adored every minute of this better life.   Her features and verbal actions, gestures of maturity, she was such a fine specimen.   Like the game of follow the leader, her recipients drink speedily to gain a seat on the council of Future Conquerors.   A political organization bent on world order. 
 
However, these men and women simultaneously fall like the .   Her prey was clearly in sight for he had not fallen for the trickery. 
 
“Why are you here Jebediah Morales?   If it is not for a seat like the others so badly wanted, what is it for?   Wait, I could find out but that would just be a major spoiler, would it not?” 
 
Dropping is elegant glass filled with C-ROC.   The man of the hour raises a single eyebrow and grins at the obscurity of the youth. 
 
“The things we do to children.   Your young and vibrant, you surely deserve a better life.   How about joining a team, I plan to assemble?   It’s a way in which you can get away from this soon to be devastating life.   Queen of Ice, are you peeking in my mind?” 
 
She smirks and rolls her eyes like the typical teen.   Twirling her hair in such a flirtatious manner, she responds respectively with the addition of her dominative attitude. 
 
“Fear not Jebediah for I have only gathered what I must notably deserve.  I will let you out with a warning.   This is to never come near me ever again or face the wrath of my God-Given telepathy and strength.   Your team will do well with addition of my demonic sister.   My mother once told me and my brother, that she was a reality-warper.   Although, not considered a mutant like I she was born with the gift of magic.   Nostalgic would you not say?   Goodbye Morales and yes Termination Squad is a fancy name that gets right to the point.   By the way your visions are an omen.” 
 
Her nose wrinkles over the enjoyment of toying with another, but as always the doll will often become rebellious toward its unofficial master. 
 
“She was next on my list.   Thank you for your cooperation.   Your gifts are truly amazing.   Use them well and you may be one tough cookie.” 
 
Turning around to the exit, from which the party-goers now laying unconscious, had entered.   Morales pops his collar and pushes the door open.   Outside waits a limousine, ready to take him to the following destination.   A shop in the slums of , where is next candidate would hopefully be.   Except that is a story later to be explained. 
 
From within the beautiful plaza, the gorgeous blonde nods her head back and forth as her hand presses against her forehead, inspiration comes a knocking. 
 
Cassandra will have my head if she discovers my treachery of allowing one to tell.   This was a test to prove that I can play deceptive and that cards can easily be played when held by my hands.   Oh well guess its back to running on the streets, I wonder if mommy is home.   I here Johnny is Thunderbolt, but that’s a rumor from the .   I wonder…is the codename Katanna reasonable when fighting crime?   Better head off before I actually lose my splendid face, its God’s will and it shall be done.    
 
Her name was Clarissa Funez and many bashed her without warning.   Calling her names and bombarded the poor kid with the nickname of being a man.   Such phrases were absurd, only if they knew that the words she spoke were to mimic her brother.   To seem good like him but they will never know.   The only good stories of Clarissa told were that of her connections to the Future Conquerors and recently the resurfacing of her mind being injected to that of Clara Mass! 
 
The Present 
 
In a world where chaos between the super-human community and the government is on the rise, where threats come and go in which humanity pays the reconstruction of disaster, people desire help and go into the oddest places, in the darkest corners you will find a Sector dedicated to help man and woman alike.   Their first sign of defense is their political actions but when all goes to hell their debaters switch into new gear.   The first fleet is that of a redhead, her codename Clara Mass and she is a devastating beginning.   If back-up is demanded, beware of a Termination Squad not to far behind. 
 
Unbeknownst to some, Clarissa a.k.a Katanna was an acrobat with sophisticated tastes.   She was a girl beyond her age group that wanted a different perspective on life.   From which elegance, beauty, and intellect could be used as one.   Her timeline of actions not pieced together just yet.   Clarissa died over suicide, not being able to handle the tragic life of being insulted and battered with every sway. 
 
“Preposterous!   You ignore the very presence of your sister, due to the interventions of a friend and teleporter?   Can they not wait moments, so the two of us may chat?   I know you cannot see me, but you can hear me.   I will not deal with your belligerence little one.   I demand a fucking answer!   You are soon to be my peasant, so listen immediately.”     
 
Leilani was looking over at her friend, wondering what thoughts processed insid e.  
 
“Use your powers and take us to the Capitol building Clara. After the meeting is over we can confront Breaker and make him vanish Number one from earth." Leilani waits hoping her friend would do what she told her and what the agent thought was the best way to avoid further violence. But every mind in this world contained by man personalities have their own perspectives.      
 
"He wanted to kill me Leilani.  Why can't I just return the favor without the interjection of others?  I need you to give me the worse case scenario." 
 
A gesture of worriness fades with the wind for the car and two redheads vanish only to reappear in front of the capitol building.  "Alot has changed since the Takeover.  So we walk right in?"