Mikaela Carstiar's Story

Howl listen to the roar of the plane's engines as it began to descend into Thailand. He had just returned from adding data to his super computer. He had been planning on heading back to America when one of Jason's contingency emails appeared, advising him to head for Thailand.
He looked at the email once more

Contingency #174
The Light has set up a lab in Bangkok, Thailand.
For 7 years, The Light has been sending various Metas to this lab, few to come back.

Reason: Unknown.

Jason seem to be in contact with a very powerful Technopath even though he was captured. He had begun receiving them about a month after Jason was taken. He still couldn't figure out why Jason would get him these messages but why not send him something useful like where he was being kept. Why send him to these places to take out branches of the government. Whoever the powerful technopath Jason was conversing with he wanted to meet him.

"Just hold on Jason."

We are now descending into Bangkok, Thailand. Please place tray tables and seats in the upright position. Thank you for flying Thai Air."

As Howl gathered his things he quickly took inventory of what currency he had. Realizing rather quickly he had no Thai Baht, the currency of Thailand.

Taking a quick look around for any members of OTLP (Order of The Light Police) before casually walking towards the ATM in baggage claim. He took one more quick look around before placing his hand over the screen. He felt the surge of as he sent his mind into the machine. It was just too easy. He came back as the bills poured out of the machine.

"Easy money."


Mikaela blew on the cup of tea. He had come to Bangkok nearly three months earlier. He had been reading through his uncle's journal that held most of his Meta contacts, including a Shadow Walker who lived here in Bangkok. Of course finding him was the problem. Since the guy was a shadow walker they hardly stayed in once place for too long. Still he held onto the hope that this guy could be of some help to him.

/Whoa that girl's got a cute ass!/

Mikaela flushed as the thought ran through his head, wiping around to find who's thought could possibly be, it didn't take him long to find the culprit. The man looked like a real sleazy ball the way he openly stared at the waitress's rear end. Mikaela surveyed who and what surrounded him. Quickly picking a very large looking man sitting only two seats away from the Sleazeball.

That poor girl doesn't deserve this kind of treatment, I should do something about it. Was all he expressed to the guy. It didn't take long for the larger man to walked down to the sleaze and tap him on the shoulder.

"What!?" The Sleaze yelled turning around only to pale.

"I think you, got no right to ogle that poor girl so how about you just leave or I can make you?" Within seconds the sleaze was out the door and down the round.

"Thank you very much sir." Mikaela turned back to the waitress and man who seem to have been hitting it off quite well. Mika had heard the man's thoughts earlier when he had first come in. The man really wanted to finally get the courgae to talk to the waitress. Welp his work there was done, placing Thai Baht on the table he grabbed his jacket and headed into the brisk, thai air, he had work to do and people to find.

Howl found himself rolling in the back of a taxi as the signs rolled by. He had no idea where on either he should have been heading maybe the best bet would be somewhere close to the Light's HQ here.

"C̄hạn kảlạng thī̀ ca phā khuṇ lūkchāy?"
(Where am I taking you, Son?)

Thank god for Jason's traveling otherwise the likelness of Howl having manage the last five years would be laughable.

"C̄hạn cring khn thī̀ prachum thī̀ r̂ān n̂ả chā thī̀ kıl̂ kheīyng thī̀s̄ud thī̀ xyū̀ kıl̂ kạb xākhār rạṭ̄hbāl k̄hxng s̄æng c̄hạn k̄hxthos̄ʹ k̄heā laley thī̀ ca h̄ı̂ c̄hạn xyū̀."
(I'm actually meeting someone at the closest tea shop near The Light's Government building. My apologies, he neglected to give me an address.)

"Mạn mị̀mī pạỵh̄ā c̄hạn rū̂ ẁā r̂ān kĥā."
(It's no trouble, I know the shop.)
The man pulled up to a small cafe, it was quint little place but as per everything else here, it made him feel ancy. Handing the man a few extra Thai Baht before grabbing his bag and hopping out. As the car drove away Howl felt a chill run up his spine. He turn to see a hookah bar across the way. There was someone looking at him, he scan the windows to see a girl possibly a year or two older then himself. Her short brown hair cascading around her face. It was hard to determine whether she was part of the Light or not.

/Breathe, if she was the light, the she would have been tried to grab you by now. But what if she's an outpost meant to catch, Metas trying to sneak a peek at the building./ Taking a deep breath, he looked to see she was still staring. His grip tightened on his bag as he had toward the bar. /Here goes nothing/

Mikalea was about halfway back to his hotel, when he finally dug into his bag only to panic. His uncle's journal!? He had left it back in the tea shop. Spinning on his heels he rushed through the crowd dodging others as he went. Not only was it one of the last things he had of his uncle but it also happens to have every single one of his uncle's Meta contacts in it! The Light would have a field day with it.

Catching his breath as he found himself in front of the tea shop. If he had been paying attention to everything around him. He might have notice the two Light personal watching him from across the street.

"Thī̀rạk reā dị̂ phb dāw xạngkhār cı s̄ìng thī̀ pĕn khả s̄ạ̀ng k̄hxng khuṇ?"
(Sir, We have found the Martian Mind, what are your orders?)

"Nả k̄heā h̄ı̂ c̄hạn c̄hạn t̂xngkār h̄ı̂ k̄heā mī chīwit xyū̀ h̄āk cảpĕn h̄ı̂ chı̂ stunner Clap thī̀ cud s̄ūngs̄ud thī̀ mī khwām s̄ảkhạỵ."
(Bring him to me, I want him alive. If necessary, use the Clap stunner at sensitive peak.)

The Farmer’s Market faded behind her along with the thickest crowds. She occasionally glanced behind her to make sure no one was trying to sneak her backpack open to nab something, but no one seemed to try anything. Despite her efforts to try to blend in, she did stand out amongst the people on this particular street by at least a foot. Then again, it was a while since she was in a large public place like this- she had spent most of her time in the old factory or the smaller Phet Buri.

Her sense of sight improving slowly since she broke out, Lily could spot small features of many. Above the heads of the crowd, Lily spotted two men in recognizable suits. The men were unfamiliar, but the suits were distinctly tailored for Light personnel. She had seen many of them when she was held in the old laboratory.

The two men appeared focused, and it took Lily little time to follow their gaze to spot a nervous, panting, blue-haired boy holding position outside the tea shop that Lily had planned on visiting. She didn’t stop walking, mainly because the crowd wouldn’t stop, and someone may eventually run into her and find that she stood as an immovable object.

Instead, she continued navigating like an ordinary civilian towards the tea shop. She accidentally bumped into the closest Light member, and issued a quick, ordinary apology. The crowd was difficult to navigate; it seemed to be entering Rush Hour. The bumped Light member, however, seemed stunned at the sheer force that bumping into Lily had inflicted upon the man. “/Holy shit!/” the man cursed in his native language, /“I think my arm’s dislocated!/”

Lily’s eyes widened ever so slightly, and her heart skipped a beat. She glanced back when the man issued a groan of agony. The other man moved around to the dislocated side and helped pop the shoulder back into place. The crowd seemed to part around the two, though none stopped to help.

The girl failed to acknowledge her own strength, and now she’s caused a scene. Her mind was throwing curses at her own ineptitude, but she did not express any of them on the outside. She instead allowed the crowd to wash her away, and get her close enough to slip into the tea shop. Once inside, she headed to the counter and ordered a pastry. She tried incredibly hard not to break out a nervous sweat as she waited for the pastry. She produced a bill from the wallet in her hoodie pocket, ready to get change. She kept an ear out for the men if they were approaching.

(Sorry guys I got flooded with schoolwork.)

"Buzz off before I bounce this quarter off your nose and into your pal's eye." Anthony said holding the quarter in between his fingers and twirling it eagerly with a smile. He watched the two men look at each other confused before they looked at him and advanced with a knife in one of the man's hands. Anthony kept his word and threw the quarter causing it to bounce off the unarmed man before blinding the other man's left eye. Anthony let a baton slide out of the sleeve of his other hand as he kicked the unarmed man in the stomach. The armed man swung at him with the knife and Anthony did a flip over the knife and landed on the other guy's back knocking the man down so they were back to back on the ground. Anthony threw the baton and it hit the armed man in the wrist causing the knife to fall as Anthony rolled to his feet and caught the knife. Anthony smiled and stood kicking the man in the thigh before throwing the knife into the man's foot. "I've got better things to do then stop to thieves." Anthony said kicking the man in the face.

He heard the sirens coming and left heading for a safe place to hide near the airport. He noticed a girl bump into a few bad dudes and decided to follow as unseen support. "I'll teach Queen that I can do things on my own without his help. I'm free and alive anyways and he isn't here so I already won." Anthony said heaving his bag onto his shoulder higher hearing the compound bow and arrows clinking together in the bag. He tapped a person and watched them trip onto the floor in front of the light agents as he entered the Tea shop. He stepped up to stand right next to the girl and he chuckled. "Smooth. Real smooth. I hope you can run quickly or you can follow directions because if they walk in I might just be your best bet of getting out safe and unseen." He didn't take his hood off or look at the girl in case she was a fake in which case he'd be ready to fight her and he'd strike first before getting away due to sheer luck. "Luck? What luck? I make my own luck of course I'll get away."

It had been maybe fifteen, twenty minutes, and Aurora had just started on her third glass of “cha-dam-yan”, when she couldn't help but feel as if someone was watching her. She'd been power-studying a Thai phrasebook a tourist had foolishly left on their table when they went to the bathroom (the literal translation of the name of the tea was “cold black tea”, by the way). The Speedster had figured out a while back that her speed could, with a little effort of will, be applied to many other things besides running. Like reading and absorbing information, for instance. It wasn't a perfect process of course, she had to really focus on it, and sometimes it took a few readings to properly register things. Now, Rora was merely skimming things, and if anyone happened to glance her way, it'd seem like she was simply flipping the pages, pausing a few moments to read a phrase here or there. Which, honestly, was more or less exactly what she was doing, only a fair bit more rapidly than the average person.

Intent as she was, Aurora hadn't noticed the cab pull up or the red-haired boy get out of it. It wasn't until a few minutes of that feeling of being watched nagging at her that she finally did look up, catching his gaze with a slightly quirked brow for the barest of moments. Just as quickly, she cast her gaze around the rest of the rapidly filling street outside the tea house. Damn... Was she ever glad she hadn't been too focused on her 'studying'. There were two Light agents standing right across the street, no mistaking those uniforms. They were obviously looking for someone, Rora could easily tell, because they were trying so hard to act like they weren't....

Gods dammit, were they already looking for her? How the hell did they even know she was here, let alone on this continent? Sipping her tea casually, as if she wasn't going nearly ballistic on the inside, Aurora wished she hadn't taken a window seat. Her own selfish thoughts were soon quickly abashed, however, at the appearance of a wild-eyed kid a few years her junior. He'd stopped just outside the tea house, looking like he just sprinted a few blocks to get here, and seeming quite frazzled about something.

One of the Light agents was speaking into a radio or something, then affirmed whatever orders they received. Both agents' attentions were solely focused on the blue-haired boy now. Rora called for her bill, figuring she'd need to do something. But, as she waited as patiently as she could, a tall, solidly built girl came sweeping down the street and accidentally bumped into one of the agents, causing a bit of a commotion. The raven-haired girl was already at the counter ordering something by the time they sorted themselves out. Sighing in exasperation, Aurora slipped the phrasebook into her backpack, threw a few more Thai Baht notes on the table, and stood, heading towards the counter herself.

Along the way, something caught her eye, sitting under an empty table. Checking that nobody was paying attention to her, Rora diverted that way and snagged a notebook or journal of some sort. Not really the prying type, nor exactly having the time, she simply tossed it into her bag as well.

"Smooth. Real smooth. I hope you can run quickly or you can follow directions because if they walk in I might just be your best bet of getting out safe and unseen."

Aurora froze in her tracks, not having seen the owner of those words enter. Yet another fairly interesting individual entering this particular tea house. This was getting a bit fishy... She tossed her hood back over her face and tried her damnedest to fade into line like just another tourist behind those two at the counter. It was also a bit exciting, and Rora wasn't about to miss out on anything despite the fact that she probably should already have been out the back door by now...

After pocketing her given change, Lily didn’t turn to face the boy, seeing as she was focusing on the pastry and tea she ordered. Judging by the boy’s forward attitude and the subtle threat disguised as a pick-up line, this kid was either a Light member, or a fugitive meta like herself. She decided to go for something completely neutral and picked up a nearby paper with classified ads that she couldn’t actually read. “I’m sorry, do I know you?” She asked with nary the faintest tinge of annoyance in her voice. “Is that some kind of code, meaning you know a place with cheap rent? ‘Cause that’s what I’m looking out for.”

She was confident that her being washed away by the crowds allowed her to escape the Light members she accidentally bumped into. She was also confident that they were not after her specifically; they were after that blue-haired boy. She was not entirely sure where this other, non-blue-haired older boy’s loyalties lay, so she opted not to mention that the Light members were going after Little Boy Blue.

“I’m also looking for a laundromat.” Lily casually added after taking and swallowing her first bite from the pastry. She slightly turned her head so her large blue eyes can get a real look at the seventeen-year-old who seemed to be threatening her. She hadn't noticed the nearby red-head. “Do you know where the closest one is?”

A civilian woman on the other side of Lily chimed in. She appeared to be a Thai woman in her late 50's with graying hair. Her wrinkles strangely seemed to make her beam with youth. "You look for room? I know some places," her English was surprisingly good.

With a smile, Lily turned to the woman, and engaged in a conversation about good rent rates, and the cheapest laundromat that isn't a wreck. There was mention of this one laundromat run by a "horrible man," as well as talk about an apartment close to the outskirts that was far cheaper than anything downtown. It was also newer than the older buildings, and was quite comfortable.

As far as the Light members were concerned, it would appear that a tourist was chatting it up with a friendly local, with a suspicious-looking boy hanging close.

"ฉันรู้ว่าสถานที่ไม่กี่และฉันยังเห็นคุณชนคนเหล่านั้นออกไปข้างนอก คุณคิดว่าพวกเขาก็จะลืมและปล่อยให้กับเหยื่อของพวกเขา คนร้ายที่อยู่นอกจะไม่ลืมและปล่อยให้ไป" Anthony said in Thai before repeating it in english to make sure she understood. (I Know of a few places and I also saw you bump into those guys outside. You think that they'll just forget that and leave with their victim. those gangsters outside aren't going to just forget and let go.) Anthony laughed at how naive the thought was and how he'd handle the problem. Anthony grabbed his bag and started rummaging through his bag to grab his bow as he got up. He pulled out a small crescent shaped object that quickly unfolded into a full sized bow. "ไม่ว่าถ้าคุณกำลังจะไม่สนใจพวกเขาแล้วฉันจะจัดการมันเองและให้แน่ใจว่าพวกเขาอยู่ลง"(Whatever If you're just going to ignore them then I'll handle it myself and make sure they stay down.) He put a red domino mask on and pulled out his quiver as he stepped into a stairwell that led to the roof of the building.

He was going to wait for the girl to get to the roof and decide what he'd do with her but if she just left he'd still knock out the two light agents. He started looking at his home made arrows before finding two stun tipped arrows. He started to take aim before shaking his head and pulling out his special hay maker arrows and starting to adjust for the boxing glove tipped arrows. He would take his time and wait for them to make a move on the target they had in mind before he knocked them out one at a time. He would then go for a rescue regardless of who the target was. He had no moral or contractual obligation to stick his neck out for anybody but he figured no matter how their powers were different they were family, Right?

Lily ignored the boy- mainly because she didn’t understand the majority of what was said, but also because she was already in a conversation with the 50-something-year-old woman. It would have been incredibly rude to break it off, which would catch the attention of the Light. When the senior civilian by-chance glanced pat Lily, her expression went from friendly to outright terrified. Noticing the sudden change, Lily turned to see what the older woman was looking at.

The boy from earlier had just pulled a red hood over his face and produced a goddamn military-grade bow. What is with this kid?! Lily wondered incredulously. She turned back to the older woman and tried to calm her down from the sight.

Too late, the older woman screamed, and now everyone’s cover was blown. Civilians turned and got a glimpse of the retreating hooded kid with the weapon, and they in-turn informed those next to them with their own sounds of terror. Chaos ensued as the light members got a good look at the one in the hood. They radio’d in for backup. Lily wrapped her arms around the older woman and issued some encouraging words. The poor old thing was having a panic attack.

If the Light members had, despite all odds, identified Lily, they certainly didn’t care anymore now that an armed individual suddenly made his presence known in a packed public establishment.

Lily knew one thing for certain: If she wanted to get out of this and have a chance to rent a flat, she needed to do anything except follow the stupid boy.

Mika gave himself another second to before finally entering the tea shop. As he made his way back to the table, panic filled his chest. His uncle's journal no longer sat upon the table.

"Where is it?!" He whispered to himself. Had a agent of The Light come in after him and found it? No more than likely someone had grabbed it because it was a black leather book. He had to keep that as his only hope. If the Light got their slimy claws on it, he would never forgive himself. It didn't help that the last photo of him and his uncle was in the inside cover.

"Ok I can find it, maybe someone on the staff put it in the lost and found." With that he head towards the counter.

When the girl had left her seat, Howl assumed he had been wrong maybe she had just be lost in thought. What did bug him was when she walked past another table and stuffed the journal in her bag. As he walked to the entrance of the shop, he saw a boy with blue hair possibly a year or two younger then himself catching his breath.

As he found a seat for himself in the shop he order a cup of black tea. As he waited for it to be brought out to him he took a quick survey of who was in the shop.

There were only a few that caught his attention. One being of course the young lady who had been staring at him as he entered. There had been another boy he had caught sight of before entering. He had been attempting to talk to another girl who instead was more interested in holding a conversation with an elderly woman. Finally the Blue haired boy had entered and was now searching around a table for something, it was the table that girl had grabbed the journal off of. Had it belong to the boy. Looking once more to the boy he looked on the verge of tears as he began to talk to the bartender. Howl couldn't watch this anymore, he stood up from his seat and leaned against the counter beside the brunette.

"Dū p̄hm mị̀ thrāb ẁā t̄ĥā khuṇ s̄ạngket h̄ĕn tæ̀ wārs̄ār thī̀ khuṇ xeā... Mạn pĕn k̄hxng thī̀ dĕk yākcn mī..."
(Look I don't know if you noticed but that journal you took...It belongs to that poor kid there...) Pointing to the blue haired boy.

"P̄hm mị̀ thrāb ẁā t̄ĥā khuṇ cảpĕn t̂xng chı̂ ngein h̄rụ̄x xarị tæ̀ c̄hạn ca thảh̄ı̂ khuṇ cạdkār thī̀ khuṇ h̄ı̂ c̄hạn wārs̄ār læa c̄hạn ca h̄ı̂ khuṇ mæ̂ẁā khuṇ ca k̄hāy dị̂ mī mti h̄ĕn chxb?"
(I don't know if you need the money or something but I'll make you a deal, you give me the journal and I'll give you however much you were gonna sell it for. Agreed?)

Well... Shit. That could have gone better. Aurora continued to let the situation unwind around her for a few more moments, absorbing every single detail she could. The two Light agents were already calling for backup, the masked bowman surely picking his shots on the roof by now, and tall-hot-strong girl was trying to placate one of the civilians. Rora could see the indecision painted on the girl's face. So, she made the decision for her.

”I'll go handle Robin Hood, you stay here and run another one of your... blindsides,” the Speedster muttered with a chuckle in tall-hot-strong girl's ear after closing the distance. ”If you need to. I think they're waiting for reinforcements; which gives us five-ten minutes tops...”

With a wink and a smirk playing about her lips, Rora turned to dash up the stairs. Only to find the boy that had been staring at her earlier directly in her path. He was spouting something in fairly fluent Thai that she only clung to thanks to the phrasebook. As she processed the words, her expression edged toward dark a bit, though remained passive-aggressively neutral.

“K̄hāy dị̂?!?”(Sell it?) Now, outrage and indignation coloured her checks as she exclaimed in a passable Thai accent. “Læa h̄ı̂ kæ̀ p̄hū̂ pricks s̄æng nxk? C̄hạn khid ẁā mạn pĕn dĕk, p̄hmca klạb pị k̄heā thạnthī thī̀ p̄hm dị̂ mī xokās̄.” (And give it to those Light pricks outside? I had a feeling it was the kid's, was going to return it when I had a chance.)

It was near-fluent Thai, with what few words and phrases she knew, but enough to get her point across. Her pacing was definitely a bit choppy, bit too fast, but, that was how Aurora was, always in high gear.

Sighing -almost growling- in exasperation, the deep purple spikes of hair puffed out and swaying with Rora's sudden motion. She swung her right hand halfway round and aimed a slap squarely on the boy's cheek, if it wasn't being deflected. It was fairly hard, but Aurora held way back on it. A warning. A statement.

”How dare you compare me to those K̄heī̂yw thī̀ p̀ā waiting outside!?” Rora shot back with an apt Thai curse, gearing up for a follow-up slap, but stopping herself, continuing in English more quietly now. ”Look, I dunno who you are, but get out of my way... I've got a manhunt to stop. Maybe you can help tall-h-... tall-girl with her blindside when... if it comes to that. Tell 'em... I dunno, tell 'em he and/or I went out the back door...”

Confidence crept back into her tone and features as Aurora spoke, tossing her hood back over her head and face, hoping her slight hesitation would go unnoticed. She stepped nimbly around the younger, if taller, boy, and took the steps up to the roof two-three at a time. As soon as the roof access door was closed as quietly as possible behind her, Rora glanced around for any other eyes, then darted to one side and a pace or two behind the masked bowman.

“Is that really a good idea?” Aurora trilled softly, just maybe loud enough for him to hear, from that spot, then zipped to another. ”You think you're Hawkeye, eh? And what're you planning on doing when their cronies arrive? Peg every single one of them, passively or... otherwise... Then try to find asylum when the entire city is being turned upside-down to find you, your bow, and your arrows?”

The Speedster had settled on a corner wall overlooking the street, sitting casually cross-legged just out of view from below. One way or another, she'd probably get out of this, already could have mind you, but she didn't. Aurora was now set on her decision: resolving things peacefully and slinking off to fight another day (perhaps even with allies)...

”Ehh, don't listen to me, you're the man with the big-bad bow with fancy arrows and a sorta cool mask...” Rora said quietly, eyes focused on the agents in the street, ears straining to hear the first siren (though hoping against hope it wouldn't come), and both fists curled tightly around her spiked brass knuckles 'neath her hoodie pocket. “Mạn pĕn thāng leụ̄xk k̄hxng khuṇ, pheụ̄̀xn h̄ım̀ k̄hxng c̄hạn... I'll try to help you and the others get out of here regardless of what you choose. Pord cả wị̂ ẁā mæ̂ kranận thī̀ khuṇ leụ̄xk ca p̄hlk ra thb t̀x nı chīwit p̄hū̂ xụ̄̀n ṇ cud nī̂ … Mị̀ pheīyng tæ̀ khuṇ xeng. ”
(It is your choice, my new friend... ;;; Remember, however, your choice will impact others' lives at this point... not only your own.)

”We don't have much time, either way...”

Well... the git certainly didn't give her much time, that was for damn sure... The first arrow was already flying after he muttered some insult, then the other in quick succession. Rora was already on her feet, diving for the fire escape ladder that dropped just inside the alley. Bracing each foot on the outer rail of the ladder, she looked up to see the archer swinging across the street. Without another moment's hesitation, she slid quickly in a controlled manner down to the alley below. Pausing only slightly to tighten the strings of her hood, she dashed into the street onto the just now recovering Light agents. Incapacitating them wouldn't be terribly difficult, as they hadn't been looking for another attacker.

After a neat roll, she came up swinging with one of the boxing glove arrows and sent one agent on his ass with a swift hay-maker punch. Then the other took one, two, three jabs to the face with a bare left fist, before taking a few swipes himself. But no matter where he struck, Aurora was simply not there, or merely deflected. This agent got smart, though, and pulled something like a tazer from his belt into play. Rora was suddenly behind him, landing a few kidney shots as she bore the arrow into the man's wrist holding the tazer. It connected, briefly, but her hand followed through on the strike and just barely grazed the contacts.

A wall of noise and pain jolted through her, even at the momentary touch. Staggering back several paces, she dropped to one knee, as if finished.

”Ah, you like our new Clap Stunner, hmm?” The agent chuckled, sparing her the Thai, flipping a dial on the device, charging it up as he advanced upon Rora. “You'll love it more on a higher peak...”

But Aurora was already reacting, swinging around with a roundhouse kick that collided with the stunner, driving it back into the agent's chest. She didn't stick around to watch, picked up the other arrow, and disappeared down the alley across the street. It didn't take long to find the masked archer, and when she did, she merely threw the somewhat comical arrows in his face. Without even uttering a word, Aurora scampered up the nearest accessible roof and swept off to some nearby hiding spot, hoping things would cool down...

Howl ran his fungers against his still stung cheek.

"Ow. That girl can hit." He turned to see the young boy trying frantically to express his distress to the bar keep. He placed a hand on the young boy's shoulder.

"Excuse me, a young woman just told me she found your journal. I'll show you where she went." The young boy seem to look him up before silent following him through the door.

"Just know..." He turned back as he begun to speak. "If this is actually a trap and your from the light, i won't go easy."

When the Red head had placed a hand on his shoulder he tensed for a moment.

"Excuse me, a young woman just told me she found your journal. I'll show you where she went." Mika quickly skimmed over him. He hated intruding on others minds unless need be. He seemed a bit young to be a agent of the Light. For now he would play along if all was right he would have his journal back. As the two began up the stairs when he knew no one else would hear.

"Just know, if this is actually a trap and your from the Light, I won't go easy." The red head give a quick grin the throw Mika off.

"Noted. Now come on let's go get your journal. By the way my names Howl. Got a name I can call you?"

"Mikaela." Howl gave a quick chuckle. Mika had been getting it since he was a kid. His mom seemed to have really wanted a girl. "Though, I prefer Mika."

"Well then nice to meet you, Mika." As Howl open the roof door they saw a young man maybe a year or two older then himself. He seemed fairly disgruntled. Peering over the edge, he saw what must have frustrated him. A young woman seem to be up against two people gripping arrows in one of her hands. It only took him a moment to ealize the girl was speedster.

"She happens to have your journal." Howl sighed. Mika looked over the side once more. He felt himself tenses when she was shocked.

"We've gotta get her out of there.."

"Why?" Howl asked casually.

"That's a Clap Stunner. It's a new light weapon. They can take out almost very type of Meta but were specifically designed to incapacitate Martian Minds. At just the right frequency, they can render a Martian Mind to a catoronic state of an undetermined amount of time." He felt his grip tight of the roof." That's how they had gotten his uncle. Howl had been in the other room reading when his uncle had went to answer the door. When he heard the muffled conversation his interest was pecked. He listen from the edge of the door, his heart almost leaped into his throat when heard it.

"I indeed have the strongest Martian mind. I will come with you willingly." He had been tempt to leap out from his hiding spot when uncles voice rang in his head.

"/ Leave now before they realize the truth./"
"/But.../"

"/But Nothing now go!/" Mika rushed through the kitchen picking up his uncles journal and ran. He had only just made it up the hill when he no longer could feel his uncle presence. He felt truly alone.[

(OOC: Maybe this will at least get someone going)

[b]Howl had been watch the girl fight, she was quite athletic of course, she was could hold her own too. Finally he looked down at Mika. The boy had a death grip on the roof. He took a moment to study the boy's frail body, he took in his quivering frame.

"Mika? Come on kid breathe." He couldn't get any response out of him. He looked over to the other. "Hey Robin Hood, I need your help over here, this kid is having a mild panic attack!!"

(Everyone's tagged because we want this thing to live. We got a defib, let's get that heart rate going!)

Lily flinched, having no idea she was being watched this entire time. It took her a second to realise that it was a girl lazily swinging her legs over the edge. Though Lily never got a solid look at the speedster, the basic descriptors- the colour of hair, skin, and attire, clicked. The knowledge of the encounter a mere minute ago also played a factor in Lily realising the girl was no Light.

Lily huffed in amusement at the question. She replied, “Not giving myself up, but yeah… it’s all perfect.”

She had planned this move to Bangkok ever since she joined the old factory a few months back. The old owner took care of her, understanding her plight as an orphan. The old man’s desires to retire to a tropical island ultimately overtook any desire to adopt the girl, and Lily didn’t want to impose regardless. Thus, Lily had the big wad of cash to keep her on her feet for a few months before she could get a new job. With the Light having a renewed interest in the area, due to the reveal of at least three Metas in the same place, Lily’s plans to lay low were compromised.

So much planning, only to be ruined by a single person completely unrelated. Lily’s patience wore thin. Finally, she threw back her hood to unveil her short, black locks. Her eyes were red, but she shed no tears. “I was planning to have a shelter to run to if I ever got found out, but now I’m just tired of hiding,” She explained as she ran a hand through her hair.

With a sigh, Lily glanced up to the other girl. “I kinda wanna take the fight to them,” she added, “But I can’t do it alone.”

Back when she was in the labs, she learned that the stunners were capable of stunning her, but not subduing her. The Light instead used special cufflinks that applied a constant current of whatever power the stunners used. She only broke out by sheer luck, because no one expected the mood swing she had when she wanted to see her mother. Something that bothered her deep-down was how they knew the cuffs would work.

With a speedster on her side, Lily would have some competent backup to help her against so many with those stunners. She wondered if they would need more than just the two of them.

Loathe as Lily was to admit it, but having Mr. Robin Hood would be more advantageous than not having him. Plus, the Light would search high-and-low for the kid. Lily’s conscience wouldn’t handle letting the inevitability come unchallenged.

Howl had watched as the both the speedster and super had vanished from the fight but could tell they hadn't left the area, taking out a set of binoculars he carried around he did a quick scan of the area. Finally catching sight of the two on a separate roof top. Now to get their attention without arousing suspicion. He looked down at Mika, whose breathing was slightly more level than it had been before.
"Listen kid, i know you're just recovering from your panic attack, but I'm gonna take a stab and guess you're a Martian Mind?" The younger boy looked at him and nodded. "You think there's anyway you could get those two girls attention?"

Mika listen intently to Howl as he asked his request. Taking the binoculars from him he could see the two he was referring to.

"Shouldn't be too hard." He whispered afraid to raise his voice any higher that it might give away how much he was still panicked. He focused on the two mental waves that he had felt from the two of them early and let his words echo in their minds.

/"Hello there, I apologize for this intrusion into your minds however if it not too much trouble we would like to request your presence on the tea shop roof."/

(Sorry guys I had a really really busy month but if anybody wants to continue I'll be paying on the sight daily.)

Anthony stood in a alley and fired three arrows up and watching them land in a triangle a few feet from him. "Dammit I missed." He muttered causing the two approaching agents to smile and raise their weapons. Anthony put his hands up and looked down so the shadows covered his face while he grinned. He pressed a button in his right hand and the three arrows shocked everything between them. "Oops did I do that? Oh well gotta go guys. See you in the countryside." He said smiling as he started walking towards the end of the alley. He wasn't the most subtle of people but it was highly improbable that he'd get caught by chance.

He had a place top hide that was good enough not to mention his car which also worked when acting casual. It was a rusted out classic of a car from 1969 west Germany. He loved his Volkswagen beetle and would soon be hunting down more parts for it. He always planned ahead for looking for parts after trying to stop a attack from light agents.

[[Unforgivably late... I know, but I'm still posting this. Tagged all 'cuz I'd love to keep going. Here's hoping a few CC's of Adrenaline with help get that heart going! >;3]]

Rora nodded as she listened to the girl's venting, her face mostly impassive. It sounded all too familiar to the Speedster, for the most part. Tossing back her hood to reveal that pixie-ish cut fiery red hair with deep purple spikes obscuring deep blues, she dropped lightly down to tall-hot-girl's level.

”Yeah... Believe it or not, I'm tired of running... Sick of hiding,” Aurora replied, closing the distance between them and placing a hand on the taller girl's shoulder. "I'm more than happy to join the fight. Hell... I've been fighting ever since...”

She trailed off, obviously not inclined to finish that thought. Memories were fine, sure, especially those that reminded one of why they continued pushing on in the present. But she didn't even know this girl's name, so there was absolutely no reason Aurora should feel the need to share. Maybe another time...

“Heh... Let's just say I've been fighting for a while now...” She said bitterly, shaking her head slightly. ”I'm Aurora, by the by... The closest thing to the literal incarnation of The Flash you'll ever find!”

Rora flashed a wink and a crooked smirk at the girl, the prior pensive nature gone as if it never existed. Then, suddenly, she felt a presence coming into her mind, and she stiffened. Thanks to a few sessions with Deirtra, she had learned a thing or two about protecting her mind. As she began throwing up what little defence she could, the Speedster realised it was a vaguely familiar presence. She warily let the message through: /"Hello there, I apologize for this intrusion into your minds however if it not too much trouble we would like to request your presence on the tea shop roof."/

It was the boy from the tea-house, surely. And, casting her focus back toward the tea-house, she saw both the red-head and the blue-haired kid standing atop the roof there. It would be utter folly to head back there, Aurora knew, so she shook her head clearly for them to see, also beckoning a bit with one hand... She then focused on one thought, if the Martian Mind still happened to be peering into her mind: /”No way in hell I'm going back there. The Light'll be swarming that place in no time! Come to us instead?”/

Trying to focus on that thought-projection, Rora turned back to the Super.

”Those two from the tea-house want us to go back, I'm sure you heard or felt or whatever... I don't think that's a really good idea, but I've got your … ahh ... back if you want to risk it...”

The Flash? Lily had never heard of this “Flash” concept. Judging by the girl comparing herself to this “Flash”, it would seem Flash is also an incredibly fast individual. Regardless, Lily did not show her immense relief that the girl was willing to join her. As Lily started thinking on her next move, a voice seemed to permeate within her mind. The voice did not seem to take anything, only use Lily’s brain as a second ear to speak into. It spoke of a request for help. Specifically, it asked for an extraction from the tea shop Lily had just escaped from.

A psychic? Lily was not aware there was one in the area. Matter of fact, she never even knew they existed. Until today, she was not aware that she was not the only meta-human in existence. She did have her suspicions while living in the lab, namely that she couldn’t be the only reason that such a facility needed to be so large and diverse in it’s equipment. Now that the realization dawned upon her, she no longer felt isolated with her hiding her immense power from the other factory workers.

She shook her head out of instinct, and Aurora spoke before the tall girl could. “Those two from the tea-house want us to go back, I’m sure you heard or felt or whatever… I don’t think that’s a really good idea, but I’ve got your… ahh… back if you want to risk it.”

An unusual pause there... Lily didn't understand the pause. Her time in the lab involved very specific, if standard education- especially in language and proper behaviour. The latter of which, she didn't care much for. “If we are considering helping them,” Lily cracked her neck as she bent down to remove her sandals. She didn’t want to ruin them, after all. She stuffed the footwear into the large front pocket of her hoodie. “We need to act now, and fast.”

At that, she pulled the hood over her head, pressed her bare feet against the thick, reinforced cement of the roof, and then launched herself about eighty feet into the air. The sudden force caused a circle of cracks to form around where her feet had pushed. Thankfully, the damage did not seem to cause any amount of collapse. However, there was a muffled shriek from the tenant who lived directly under that rooftop.

The bound was easily enough to clear the distance between that rooftop and that of the tea shop. Lily aimed to land on the thicker, more reinforced parapet, to prevent her tough body to smash right through the roof and possibly the next couple of floors. The landing caused the parapet to crack and buckle. Beyond chunks of concrete dropping into the now-empty alleyway below, the parapet held.

Lily then turned towards the two helpless metas and stepped down from the all-but-ruined slab of roof. “Alright, let’s get you two boys outta here,” she offered both arms, ready to carry at least one. She could carry both easily- that was, after all, her power. Her biggest concern is how they would take the inertia of her bounding. With a reassuring smile, she added, “Come on, I’ll protect you.”

The Super's face betrayed confusion at her mentioning of The Flash, though before she could explain further, tall-hot-girl had said something about saving the two left behind on the tea-house roof and needing to act fast. Then she bounded off their roof across to the tea-house...

Well, wanting to help fellow Metas was all well and good, but with many Light agents surely converging on the scene, it was pretty much suicide. Still... Rora had promised her assistance to the Super, regardless of the inherent consequences. With a sigh, she found the easiest route down to ground level, another handy drainpipe, and vaulted over the edge.

Dropping quickly, though slowing enough to spare herself from injury. (Speedsters had to be especially aware of their physical state, for obvious reasons. If you tweaked your knee or busted an ankle, running at the speed of light or sound would be quite difficult, eh?) Taking a moment to toss her hood back up, she sped across the street and up the fire escape ladder she had so recently used.

Appearing just merely moments behind the Super, she caught most of what the girl had said. Without waiting for anybody to react, she zipped over to the roof-access door and quickly barricaded it with a length of pipe she found. Then, in another moment, she was back at the sides of the other Metas, that selfsame smirk playing about her face.

”We've got to move now or we're all lost...” Aurora said to them. “I'm surprised those Light assholes have taken even this long to respond, but let's not give them a chance to remedy that mistake, mmm?”

Then... mostly aside to tall-hot-girl, she muttered with a chuckle, “Flash was essentially a Speedster, in comic books. I'm surprised you didn't know that...”

Howl had went to answer the obvious super when the speedster came rushing up beside her. She had rushed to block off the door.
"We've got to move now or we're all lost...I'm surprised those Light assholes have taken even this long to respond, but let's not give them a chance to remedy that mistake, mmm?"

"I wouldn't be to worried about them, Light policy dictates if radio silence is not enacted by the chief in charge you are not to engage the enemy, and lucky for us, I happen to be cutting off their radio communications."

He almost burst into laughter when the the speedster mentioned the Flash, she definitely seemed to have the cockness associated with the second flash Wally West, though he didn't feel like getting on the bad side of those who were rescuing him so he kept him mouth shut on the matter.

He looked down to Mika once more, the kid had almost went into shock again.

"Whoa, hey kid," Mika looked up at him with glassy eyes. "I know your freaked but i need you to stay with us, alright?" He gave a slow nod. "Alright." He pulled the kid to his feet. "We need to get him outta here fast, but I don't know which of you would be best to take him, pick. Your either stuck with my smart mouth, or keeping him from going into shock. Take your pick!"

Mika barely was paying attention to what all going around him, no matter how hard he tried he could seem to pull himself out of it. Why was it so hard?

"Whoa, hey kid," He looked up to...Howl that was his name. "I know you're freaked." Understatement. "But I need you to stay with us, alright?" He felt himself nodded yet he felt so detached from himself. He wouldn't of even stood up if Howl hadn't helped him.

Airhorns sounded in alarm as distant tires screeched over the sounds of equally distant automatic weapons. Many of the Light agents broke away from the tea shop a while ago to investigate the clearly higher-priority situation. After all, the two other meta-humans did not seem particularly threatening in the physical sense. The Light agents that remained, however, clearly did not expect a tall, hooded figure to fly in from seemingly nowhere to stamp down onto a parapet.

That crazed lunatic with the bow was, in a word, bombastic, Lily observed. Though lacking proof, she knew the alarms and gunfire had to be from that boy. It would provide an ample distraction, and buy her and Aurora just enough time to extract these two less physically-gifted teenagers and escape. With a little luck, they would leave a trail just cold enough to lose the remaining agents.

“Whoa, hey kid. I know your freaked but i need you to stay with us, alright?”

The red-haired one appeared to be older, larger, and thus heavier. Though Aurora looked incredibly fit, Lily figured that the speedster’s power did not include super strength. In order for the speedster to maintain her speed, the most efficient method would be to let her carry the lighter boy- the blue-haired one with the skinny arms. The boy who almost looked more like a girl than a boy… Almost…

Another reason to take the heavier boy was because Lily had no idea how to comfort the smaller boy. Despite some book knowledge on emotional comfort, Lily had no real experience. Her only reference to that was her memories of her mother. Even then, Lily only remembered mother from images, turned hazy from the long-term effects of whatever testing chemicals the Light injected while she lived in the old lab. All she could make out at that point was long black hair, skin of an identical hue to Lily’s, and a white blouse. During that particular memory, Lily felt happiness and safety- feelings she felt nowadays, but not on the level she recalled.

Whenever she remembered, she also remembered the subsequent confusion and sadness. A second huge figure closing around mother, taking mother away, to vanish behind a curtain of steel-gray. The blast doors of a laboratory. The same ones Lily broke through when she initiated her escape. The sounds of those memories were worse off; they were muffled beyond recognition.

“We need to get him outta here fast, but I don't know which of you would be best to take him, pick. Your either stuck with my smart mouth, or keeping him from going into shock. Take your pick!”

The memories did not give the super any pause. She had taught herself to not be stirred by those memories a long time ago. There was no time for that, after all. Lily extended a hand towards the red-haired boy. “I’ll take smart-mouth. You good with carrying someone, Aurora?”