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It was too easy so naturally Blue thought it was a trap. Upon discovering the Rebels had possession of Red, she had dedicated her efforts to locate where exactly he was being kept. It was supposedly the best of kept secrets and maybe lesser beings would have had difficulty in succeeding. However, Blue wasn't the average person. There was evidence to suggest they had tried to keep her from gaining the information she sought but her paranoia wasn't unjustified. Sure it was a lockdown...sure the Aschen were on their toes about any rebel activity. Yet, someone was coming after the rebels and they were just letting her pick at their assets and strings, loosen up lips with money, with death, and with "favors". Were it the Nightingale Crime Family and not Rebels, a sniper would be trained on her right now just seconds from ending her or a car would pull up and drag her in and that would be the last time she was ever seen or worse, her father would have taken a more personally approach and made an appearance so he could "discuss" with the trespasser in question. Nothing happened, no one was after her. Either these Aschen Rebels were a bunch of amatuers or this was a trap she was walking towards.

Normally, Blue wasn't stupid enough to risk something so stupid, despite how much fun it would be to fight her way out. However these weren't normal circumstances for her. She wasn't on mission, this was her free time and this wasn't an order from her Master, it was something she had to do. It was Red afterall. That idiotic, flawed, and yet on the edge of perfection, Red. She had determined that was a weakness to her, a flaw in her own stride towards perfection. It was better for her to let whatever was going to happen to him happen but to prove her wrong she couldn't. The feelings she had for him were something she couldn't explain, she had never felt them before for anyone. Blue had never felt this for her father, her crime family, or her so called "friends". He was just another man she would try to tell herself, another toy for her to break on her path to ascension but...he wasn't. She didn't want to break him and she would lie and say it was because she wasn't done playing with him. In the end she concluded he could reach ascension as well if he would drop off those things that made him weak and that was why she cared for him, because he was like her. That was the source of these weak and illogical emotions. That was why she was walking towards what was certainly an ambush, for her fellow Ascended to be.

Her R6 begun to pick up electronic signatures, the beautiful thing about Aschen weapons was that many of them contained electronics in them. "Here we go" The grip on her Krinkrov tightened, as she approached the supposed location of the safehouse. "You have better not be grateful that I came for you, you little shit."