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Tyler heard the oven go off, and took the steak out. It was cut into bite size pieces, to make it easier to eat. He then moved and reviewed the data he had retrieved. "Ophelia Lawrence, Canadian, and famous. Always wanted to go to Canada. Deirdre Blake, Irish, Telepath, institutionalized for hearing voices. She needs to learn to shut them out I guess. Leila Rosabelle Tan, location unknown, constantly moving., ect. ect. ect. Looks like the ED has some targets. Perhaps...perhaps I should warn some of them..."

He put her picture in a facial recognition program, that would also tell him the last recorded place she was at. In the meantime, he put the pieces of steak in bags mean to keep things hot or cold, and then put them into his bag. He put the special cell phone that Damion specialized for him in his pocket. That phone could not be tracked, accessed wirelessly, or used without his 10 digit password.

He then put his laptop into his bag as well, and walked into the center of the kitchen, before...


...appearing in the middle of the street outside of the Art gallery. "All right. Ophelia seems to be the easiest one to locate, who is sane, so lets deal with her first. She is inside somewhere...lets go find her...". Tyler would be unable to teleport further then a few yards for 10 minutes at least, he figured. He made his way past security (through obvious methods), and began looking.

Its only a popular person in a crowd of hundreds. How hard can this be? At least I know what she looks like. Anyways, lets find a Canadian Celebrity. He searched for about 10 minutes before giving up. Torturing, interrogating, and murdering a scientist who is a father? No problem! Trying to find a person in a large crowd? This was apparently his limit.

He ate some more steak, having decided to teleport back, when he heard someone come down the stairs into the hallway. It was Ophelia.

"Hello Ophelia. My name is Tyler, and I am here to warn you that you have been targeted".

Tyler put down a different cell phone. Not his, but an extra one he got. "That cell phone cant be traced. I will make this short. There is a multi-government organization called the ED. They know who you are, and will have sent someone after you. They go after people with mutations, and they know you have one. They will try to trick you or force you to come with them. Don't let them..." Tyler pulled up his sleeve, revealing a massive scar. He raised his shirt somewhat, revealing a different one. "...believe me. I know. If you have any questions, you should ask them now. I wont be around for much longer..."