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Kalessi sneered at the Anex in satisfaction leaning in closer to the magnetic force field. “Why would I hurt my leverage that won’t happen unless you allow it.” Her scouter buzzed with another message from Dusk whom she had just told to leave her be. The news she had to report news had better be good or the punishment for her actions would bring a new meaning to hell on earth. “What is it,” she growled into the scouter. Dusk spoke in her usual dead tone. “The threats have been eliminated some civilians were killed in the process, most returned to their home, dangerous suspects were captured a few I think you should personally interrogate Mistress.” Kalessi perched her lips considering what Dusk had to say she would remember to give her command of the forces sparingly after this incident success or not. “I don’t like when you THINK, but you are hardly ever wrong when you do. I will interrogate them myself set announcement number three, and send a medic to my location.” Kalessi ended the communication with Dusk than let the force field down around his hands as she retrieved a pair of power intercepting cuffs placing them on his wrist.

The night sounds of Sector Two were quieting down the mass amount of people, the footsteps, and factory sirens had come to a halt. It was returning to the little order that had managed to be established in this section before the events of today. A prerecorded announcement of Kalessi began to play on a gigantic television used for special announcements such as this broadcasted on the loudspeakers of every factory creating a booming sound that shook the ground of Sector Two like a minor earthquake. “ A curfew is being enforced return to your homes in an orderly fashion. You have approximately twenty minutes anyone left outside after the time limit has been reached will be considered a rebel or an Anex and you will be apprehended.” The announcements finished there was a dead silence than a rush of people running for dear life to their homes.

The medics appeared not so long after the call with some enforcers to take Veloth into custody. Who was given a shot of “bacta” to help the healing since his Anex powers had been cut off because of the handcuffs. “We still need you for training”,the medics smirked while his father and Jarak were hauled away with their injuries being more serious. She walks Veloth to the Training Faculty. The building is one of the new builds of the Sector it is mostly white with long halls the smell of bleach is everywhere everything is a bit too clean. The faculty has a long hallway that is monitored at all times connected to the prison with a door with full body scans for certain excess only. The prison is there to set an example to the trainee’s and holds all the criminal Anex’s of Netron, the worst of their kind are turned into Culvt’s while some may find a way out if they follow the laws and the government absolutely.

Veloth is taken to his room it’s bare and small he has a toilet, a bed, and a television with one channel. Kalessi points at a monitor showing his dad being treated by medics. “ You see that screen with your dad on it. If you fall out of line we will put you in this room and let you watch him be killed, streamed live just for you.” The doors close and she smiles walking down the hall to the interrogation room on the one way mirror side to watch Dusk and the Anex. There had to have been a previous since he had just spit blood at Dusk who phased it went through like air had taken the place of her body. In a monotone she said, “I am Codename Dusk a Culvt servant to Mistress Kalessi waiting on her arrival to interrogate you personally. We are in the Training Faculty, Mik Dozer of Sector Three with unknown credit and occupation. Keep all bodily fluids to yourself, and why would I kiss your posterior.” Her head was cocked to the side in confusion. Kalessi shook her head in disappointment as she opened the concealed door it closed behind her with a gush of air. This room was rather plain as well a few cameras to record the entire interrogation from as many angles as possible. There was a man in the center of the room of tall stature blonde hair with a strawberry blonde hidden between the parts his build was muscular for his height. She smiled to herself this could be interesting. As she stepped closer to the man she felt as if she had seen him before. His ankles were handcuffed to a chair with a chain leading to his wrist cuff dangling. She magnetized the wrist chains to lift them in a way where his hands would be above his head to restrict his breathing and bring discomfort. She faced him a good five feet away yelling, “Why do you seem familiar, Anex!”