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Chapter 2: Getting around campus

Back at the House of Tempus, Lady Karen decided to take some leisure time out in the garden; surrounded by all of the colorful flowers she lied down in an outdoor lounge chair, using a simple white parasol to keep herself in the shade.

Her gentle ocean blue eyes looked down at her white gold pocket-watch; seeing the time was now one thirty-three p.m. (Washington D.C. is three hours ahead of California). Knowing by now they were all getting settled in that school; hoping from the bottom of her heart that every one of them was safe.

Where Spec approached the lovely young women in a white dress, grasping a silver tray holding a simple tea pot and cup; where he rested it on the table and started to pour her a single cup. "My Lady, are you worried about them?"

Accepting the cup of white tea he handed to her; she gave him that angelic warm smile. "Am I getting that easy to read, Spec?" taking a small sip of the heavenly brew before resting it back on the table, "delicious as always."

"Thank you my Lady, I live to serve you the best that I can," he bowed, but quickly stood back up, "and yes, you are always very easy to read when your worried. You have always been such a noble young women to be so caring to those around you. I know one day you will make a great Head of the Family."

"You have more confidence in that then I do," looking down at one of the mementos her dear brother left her, listing to it ticking away in her small snow-like fragile hand, "I still feel a deep pain in my chest about all of this; wondering at the idea that there might possibly have been any other way to find my brother without putting them so deep in enemy territory."

"Please forgive me my Lady if I am speaking out of place, but you really should stop doubting yourself in matters such as this," her humble servant state; having served her since they were both young children ten years ago, "you are a smart strong-willed woman and would not have gone with this action if you had not fully planned out every other possibility. I do wish you would show the confidence I know you possess."

The beautiful young girl in white took another sip of her delightful tea; a gentle smile graced her thin lips with that little speech. "Thank you Spec, but I do know that I will never be as confident as my brother; sometimes I even envy his lack of emotions, wondering if my emotions weren't so strong I would have more confidence like him."

"Well your brother is who he is while you are you," Spec stated, "also, you have much work to get done in your office; should we head back after you are done with your cup of tea?"

Looking down at her cup to see it half empty; she nodded to his suggestion, looking at her gentle smile reflecting in the small amount of liquid. "Yes, that does sound reasonable. But Spec, do you remember why my brother was disowned by the Family to begin with?"

The teen wearing a faceplate nodded. "If I recall, it was because Sir Alexander presented his idea to the Family; seeing his ideals as too extreme they had him cast out before he could use the House's influences to help with his plan." But since this was a classified meeting with the family, he didn't actually hear what happened first hand.

"Actually no, when my brother mentioned his plan, the family practically split right down the middle; one side voting with him while the other half was voting against," taking another quick sip, not wanting for it to get cold, "however, though on the side against him at first, even I started to side with my brother's idea; if I was to make it official it would have sided the vote to his plan. So mother pulled all of her strings just to get him banned from the House."

"Did your brother somehow convince you to side with him," Spec trying his best to control his emotions of befuddlement, wondering why the woman he served would even consider such an outlandish idea, "I know he can be quite convincing if need be."

"No it wasn't anything like that Spec," explaining with only pure sincerity in her angelic voice, taking a sip that nearly finished off her soothing drink, "I know that it is a brutal and savage way to bring the world back to order but even to this day it still seems logically to me that it is the only way as well, since just opening up our planet to the other species would just be babying the problem once again. However I wish that there is some other way then genociding so much of our species to fix this problem that has been allowed to exist for so long; hopefully, when I do find that answer, my brother will side with me."

Spec watched as she looked down at her cup; seeing the reflection in what as left of her tea that the Lady he served was on the brink of tears. Even after all that has happened, he could see clearly she still loved her brother as much as a little sister could from the bottom of her heart. "I understand Lady Karen, and I wish to stand by your side until you find that better goal to accomplish what your Family has been trying to do for countless millennia," presenting his young mistress with his personal hand-sewn napkin.

Graciously accepting his gesture, she wiped off the tears that were brimming on her rims; revealing her breathtaking ocean-blue eyes once again. "Thank you Spec."

"But I still wonder about the decision of not telling the Tennyson family about your elder brother's unique ability," Spec stated, "the one your Family has declared the title of being The Voice of a Sovereign."

"The Voice of a Sovereign, the ability to talk anyone into doing whatever the person wants," Karen reminisced off memories of the past, "I still remember the first time he showed that ability; during our conjoined fourth and fifth birthday party where our mother was revealing us to the world."

Karen, at the innocent age of only four years old that day, walked into her brother's room, calling out in her sweet childlike voice. "Beloved Brother," nearly tripping over in her new sparkling white dress made for this occasion, "Beloved Brother, where are you?"

"I'm in here Keikei," she could hear his voice calling out from his walk-in closet, "can you please come in, I need your help."

What he said shocked her at first, she could never recall a time where he needed her help; since she would always ask for his. The young girl hurried her way into his closet, seeing him already dressed in his white ballroom suit looking into the full-body mirror. "You need my help, Beloved Brother?"

When her kind older brother turned around the young girl couldn't help but giggle with both of her delicate snow-like hands over her mouth. Seeing how he would force a smile by stretching his mouth to reveal as many of his teeth. "I am trying out this smile, supposedly one wears one for occasions such as this to symbolize happiness, but even though I can't comprehend happiness I can tell this is definitely not the correct way to smile."

Trying her best to keep a straight face, since the expression on her older brother's was just so amusing. "It is not that difficult, Beloved Brother," showing him how she would smile, thinking about how she is so lucky to have the best older brother in the world this gentle little girl was able to show a calm peaceful smile, "give this a try."

Analyzing the sincerity on his sister's angelic-like face, he was able to mimic it on the first try. His sister now having a faint shade of red caressing her soft cheeks, he looked very handsome with that smile on his face. "How is this, Keikei?"

But even with that smile now gracing his snow-white skin, little Karen's ocean blue eyes sadden, her gaze looking down at her small toes protruding from her dress; having yet put on her shoes. "That is perfect, Beloved Brother."

He removed the smile on his face, knowing that this expression his sister was giving off meant she was being troubled by something. "What is wrong, Keikei?"

It took her awhile to speak up, her emotions conflicting within her to where her sincerity in her tone started to crackle. "I have been wondering something for sometime now, since you have no emotions, doesn't that means you don't care about me."

However, she was answered with feeling her Beloved Brother's strong arms wrap around her tenderly; his hold so warm and peaceful she nearly fell asleep against his chest. "Karen," he informed her calmly, "we are brother and sister, though I am incapable of having any feelings for you we share a bond that is formed by our Basic Programming, so emotions have nothing to do with how much I care about you."

Returning his warm hug with one of her own, squeezing him a bit tighter around her delicate arms, unable to have her arms reach all the way around his back. "Thank you, Beloved Brother."

Where after they were introduced to their guests, made up of other family members, other noble families, and every leader from all over the world came to see; this only being the small fraction of the true power this Family possessed.

The two children were being greeted by the President of the United States when little Karen Tempus first saw the true power her brother possessed; the power she later came to understand as something called, The Voice of a Sovereign. This ability being seen throughout the planet's history from Dictators to religious leaders, an ability to convince a person to do whatever the speaker wants.

He showed this power after they overheard one of the American Republic Senators, one that was going to run against the current President for the next four year term, inform the person next to him how the Family must have been getting soft; on how letting such 'freaky-looking children' would be the next in-line to practically run this planet.

Her brother Alex would have ignored that statement like any other biased action, but this one was different; since he was used for the prejudice to be directed at him for his unusually actions with his lack of understanding emotions. However he being the caring older brother that he was couldn't let someone badmouth his little sister like that.

Having Karen release her tight grip around his arm, he gave her that smile she taught him just a few hours earlier; the one that made her gentle, snow-white face start to heat up once again. "I will be right back."

The young girl with long silver hair nodded to her brother as he made his way over to the Senator. During the ten minute conversation anyone passing by would have just brushed it off as a normal chat between two people; but the Head's daughter saw it differently. Her brother had that look on his face he had on when they would play chess, and where this older man started off cocky; he seemed to slowly loose his confidence as the discussion went on with this five year old boy.

At the end of the small talk, Alex walked back over to his precious little sister with the Senator by his side. No longer did this Republican bare that boastful look on his face but that mixed with nervousness and fear; making little Karen wonder what did her Beloved Brother say to him. "Mr. Senator, isn't there something you would like to say to my Keikei?"

The older man then bowed before the young four year old girl; his body trembling from head to toe where he stuttered to say. "I apologize for any rude comment that I may have let slip out of pure stupidity. I hope you will forgive me."

Back to present day, the fourteen year old young woman swirled what was left in her cup, continuing with what she was explaining to her devoted servant. "One week later after that, he hung himself in his penthouse suite, leaving a note stating how his life was nothing but a lie and he didn't deserve to live."

"A frightful ability it is indeed," Spec commented, "but if I may ask, my Lady, why should we keep this a secret from the Tennysons?"

"Because I still don't understand what my brother is up to," she explained clearly and calmly, "it is obvious that they aren't with him but why aren't they? He could have convinced them to his side without even trying. The question is why, why did my brother want them against him?"

"So I need to find out that reason before informing them," sipping the last bit of tea out of her fine-china cup; cursing now that she waited as long as she did, as the drink was lukewarm at best, "but if that is ever going to happen, I better get back to my work."

Unaware that during this time, the cold all seeing eyes of her mother glared down from her office. Watching her so-called daughter without a hint of love or kindness in her gaze as Karen made her way back to the House.

It being already twelve past one in Sphinx Academy, where ever since the speech Chancellor Neith gave them Ben and Ren have been unpacking; and with what Neith told them what the CEO had done to mix culture into their homes was no joke at all.

From what Ren saw their two story house looked just like what the humans would call an "American cookie cuter' house; believing it meant something to do with how similar it was built on the outside like the other houses around them, but the inside was another story entirely.

From what she has self studied about the other cultures on this planet; the house she shared with Ben and Gwen had the eating area was like that of Japanese home, the windows with artwork inside of them like that of eighteen century France, the den they relaxed in set up similar to that in Ben's house while the walls were decorated with replica artwork and statues of famous artist from all over the world. It simply was a very beautiful home they would be in while deep in the middle of enemy territory.

But for now, taking a well deserved rest from all the unpacking they have done; the two teens relaxed on the large black couch; a very interesting couch design it was as it looked to be many different couches formed into one large couch shaped like three of the four sides of a square.

Relaxing in the middle of that couch, Ben helped his girlfriend relax by giving her a foot massage while she lied on her back; pressing both of his thumbs he moved them up and down her soft white sole. His mother teaching him how to massage along with cooking all those years ago, using the same line about how it would one day make him a good husband to his adorable wife; but he had a deep feeling in his gut that she really only taught him this so that she would use him to get free massages whenever she wanted.

However, his sneaky mother seemed to be right once again, as what seemed to help Ren relax better than anything was these massages. He didn't mind giving her a massage every now and again, especially since he discovered that one of a Bucerusian most sensitive spots on their body were the soles of their feet, listing to her letting out small moans under her breath with each rub.

Over the year they have been together; they weren't like one of those couples you would see making out on a bench in the middle of a city or giving each other sickly sweet pet names yet they were very close nonetheless. It seemed like no matter what have happened, as long as he was with her, by her side, he felt completely relaxed; it was probably because of this feeling while around her that he was able to study better and was able to end the last year of school with three A's and everything else B's. Oh how he was glad his cell phone had a camera option, as the priceless look on Gwen's face was now its wallpaper.

And the thought has crossed his mind every now and again, to 'go the next step' in their relationship; he was like any other earthling teenage boy in this day and age but he would never go through with these impulses. Even though they didn't have the Thoth, he liked the relationship they had now and there was no reason he needed to push it any farther. It was comfortable where it was, every now and again they would even just fall asleep with her wrapped in his arms; sometimes even wondering if he could fall asleep without feeling her warm body in his arms, the sweet scent of her shampoo, the softness of her skin.

Giving her petite foot a little tickle, he watched as she twitched. Knowing how much she hated it when he did that but just couldn't help himself sometimes, especially when he thinks she might be asleep; not being the first time she went to sleep during one of his foot massages. "You're so… cruel," she might have said that emotionlessly, but in a drowsy tone; making him guess she must have been half asleep when he tickled her.

"Sorry," unable to stop himself from chuckling when he apologized, yet resumed rubbing his thumbs up and down her sole, "I can't help myself sometimes; especially how you're just so ticklish."

But he knew he had to watch out sometimes when he did tickle her. The first time he did, out of reflex, she kicked him pretty hard and was out like a light for a good hour, forgetting that she was a lot stronger then she looked. Still personally, it was something fun to do that was worth the risk. Remembering he used to tickle Gwen every chance he got when they were kids. Well… before she joined karate.

Speak of the devil, Gwen walked in through the front door, wanting to tackle unpacking her supplies later and take a good first-hand look around the new city they will be calling home for the next nine months. "This place is enormous," was the first exhausted words she spoke before closing the door behind her, taking off her shoes at the entrance before walking towards the den, Ben able to see her clearly as she did since the wall between the two was a little higher from there waist line, "I've barely explored half of this school and my feet are killing me, and I thought Galactic Enforcers Academy was big."

Letting out a soft pleasurable moan as her bare feet now touched that soft hazel carpet, but with seeing what Ben was doing for Ren she couldn't help but ask her favorite little cousin while wearing an innocent smile. "Could I make a reservation for my cousin's oh-so-famous foot massage?"

Cursing that tone she used; Ben knew he just couldn't say no to something like that without making himself look like a real jerk. He wouldn't have mind a few years ago, now dreading that not only his body was maturing. "Wait another ten minutes," the alien hero couldn't help but groan when he said that; swearing he just heard a whip snap somewhere just around the corner, "so what have you found on your search?"

Pulling out a small map the witch had in her pocket, Gwen unfolded it to where it looked to be the size of one of his Sumo Slammer's posters and using her finger to reveal the path she took. "Well I discovered that to get practically anywhere in this school you can either get a motorized scooter, a bike, the trolley but mainly the subway; yet even with those there is still a lot of walking to do; I wonder if this is a way Pharaoh is trying to get us to exercise more often," placing her right foot over her left leg, giving her aching sole a self massage while she waited for her cousin's magic touch, "I found out the best way to Sphinx High, where we will be attending school, is to the south end of the school and the fastest way there will be to take the Nyx rail line before five-thirty since school starts at six."

Moving her finger over to the actual city part of this school; where right now the businesses are being run by people with temporary job transfers, as for in the next week the students will be taking over those jobs. "I found where I will be working at in the Ma'at Law Office as a Lawyer for the Prosecution. Mainly the law firm will just be looking over and acting out old and made-up cases until there is an actual crime in this city," dragging her finger to another part of the map, "then I found some great places we can get something to eat to groceries stores. Some parks, a forest for camping out, a small island that houses a mansion sized library called Nekhbet Library; and I haven't even looked over the other half of this school. Are you going to look up where you have to work later today?"

Ben continued to massage his girlfriend's soft white foot as he replied, guessing now how her eyes were closed and she didn't even say hi to his cousin when she walked in, that she was already fast asleep; always having such a beautiful peaceful look on her face when she was asleep. "Nah, Ren and I planned to get all of our unpacking done today and go sightseeing tomorrow; sort of making it like a date as well as research." then something else hit his memory banks, "Oh Gwen, there should be a new Thoth in your room called Thoth 2.0."

Removing his right hand from Ren's foot, he pointed to the things in his ears, looking just like those Blue Tooth head phones as earplugs. "Here watch this," Gwen's cousin couldn't help but be a little excited, when the first Thoth came out he couldn't quite wear it while wearing his Omnitrix. But when he pushed a button in his right ear, a bar of light formed between the two a few inches from his eyes, "it does everything that the previous Thoth does but it is also linked directly to the School news, its really handy now that it is hands-free."

"Well I will get some unpacking out of the way while I wait for my turn," giving the groaning teen an innocent wink, seeing how even though she stopped insulting him on a daily basis, something even to this day she still enjoyed, came with some advantages as well, "be down in a few."

Watching her make her way up the stairs to the sleeping quarters; he heard a knock on their door. Wondering who that could be, since this was a three person house that shouldn't be another roommate. So to check it out, he gently placed Ren's small foot onto the couch, watching as she quickly turned to sleep on her side with some of her long indigo hair gently moving to her soft breathing. Ben couldn't help but just want to look at her beautiful face as she slept, if it wasn't for the knock on the door that is.

Opening the door the young teen felt like his body paralyzed in shock. There stood on the other side of that door was a teenage girl, at least a year or two older them him based on the mature figure she possessed. Wearing the standard white female school uniform but cut it to where the skirt stopped as high as it would go, and her shirt looked more like the bra itself with how much her thin waistline now showed, wearing ankle socks instead of the knee high ones issued by the school, probably to show off more of her legs that just seemed to go on for miles. Her radiating raven hair reached down to her waist while her skin practically glowed that delightful healthy tanned.

Holding out a small gift basket of fruits, a cheerful yet befuddled look graced her face. "Oh I thought only girls stayed here," in spite of that, that befuddled look on her face then turned into a seductive smile, "I bet you feel so lucky to be the only guy surrounded by lovely young women."

Many different thoughts pasted through this teen's mind, but one thing he knew for sure was she couldn't possibly be on the same side with Pharaoh, a bit shocked he would allow a girl dressed as she was into this school. "A-Ah," he tried with all of his might to focus on the conversation at hand and his mouth from dropping to the floor. She was just so drop dead hot it was unbelievable, "w-who are y-you?"

He remembered the only time his body has ever felt like this before was when Myu was hanging on him, but she was a good three feet away and it was a lot stronger. "Oh my name is Susan and I live across the street," it was a lot bigger then his house, the size of the house usually refers to how many people are living in it, "and I still bet you feel so lucky, where you get to live with lovely young women; got to love those harem dramas."

Presenting the teen with the small gift-basket of assorted fruits, she gave an innocent yet seductive glance over at the teen before her. "Well I just thought it would be a nice gesture to greet my neighbors with a simple fruit basket," giving a small wink, "well hope to be seeing you around, I also will be running the sword section of the Seshat History Museum; stop by anytime if you want a private tour."

From there she skipped down to the gate in front of the house and over to the house across the street; it took until she closed the door behind her for him to snap out of his daze, suddenly getting the movement back in his body. "B-Bye," this teen feeling like a bit of an idiot right now; trying to get his body to do what he wanted it to do.

Yet Ren's quiet eyes watched how oddly her boyfriend was reacting to their cheerful next door neighbor; her head starting to ache but suppressed it for the time being. Closing her eyes once again as he closed the door.

But as soon as Gwen made it to her room, she fell face first onto her sheet-less bed; her feet dangling off the edge where the witch was fast asleep from exhaustion.

While she slept, she dreamt she was back in her old school classroom; knowing she might agree with Ben on being a bookworm if her dreams were about school. However, there was no one in this classroom that she saw. Well, that was until, she heard a familiar caring voice call out to her. "Hey there Gwen, good to see you early for class."

Turning around she saw none-other then Alex, her sea-foam green eyes glistening with tears of happiness as the teen in white stood before her. Even though she has had this dream before and knew it was just something in mind; but that just didn't seem to matter, it was the kind sweet Alex she remembered.

Although something different happened in her dream this time, as she could hear hysterical laughter filling the room; turning towards the empty seats to this time see someone was sitting in the back. Wearing black from his shoes to his gloves, and a black skull as a helmet; laughing hysterically while pounding his fist on the desk. "Oh my gosh this is so funny! Is this girl really so pathetic?"

Knowing if this one of her cousin's anime she would be having that stress mark on her forehead, glaring at this teen that was still laughing to everything that was going on. "Hey, who the heck are you?!" she snapped.

The teen instantly silenced, lifting his head off that desk to reveal a pair of blood red eyes from behind the sockets to the expression of shock. Looking to his left, to his right, directly behind himself, then pointed at himself. "You can see me?"

Grinding her teeth and tapping her foot on the tile floor, the witch nodded to the black skull wearing teen. "Wow, you must be very powerful to see me, and here I thought Pharaoh was just exaggerating your abilities."

Gwen's expression went from shocked, then to serious; positioning herself to be ready for a fight if need be. "So you're one of Pharaoh's FREAKS?"

Standing on top of the desk, he rose his right hand into the air where a large black scythe appeared out of nowhere, holding it in his hand with his index finger and pinky still extending straight out. That weapon was very large indeed, the pole itself was about twelve feet long and the black blade extended at least eight. "Yeah I am: Pharaoh's 2nd in Command, Head of the FREAK Division, the all mighty Lord!" bowing to the witch before him, "Please keep your applause and awing to a minimum, I don't like seeming too conceded."

"So your name is Lord? Lord what?" the orange haired girl asked, seeing this guy nowhere close to who Pharaoh would pick as one of his FREAKS.

Spinning that large weapon in his hand like it weighed nothing at all; he then rested it over his shoulder. "Nothing else, just Lord; I wanted to keep it nice and simple. So just think of me as a villain with a God Complex!" chuckling hysterically to his statement.

Dropping her guard in the presents of this so-called villain, was a guy like him really working for Pharaoh? "God… Complex?"

Disappearing before Gwen's eyes, he reappeared with the giant blade of his scythe right at the edge of her neck. Her body paralyzed from shocked while a sadistic glee filled this madman's eyes. "I am everywhere and nowhere, can see all and hear all, and can even decide if one lives or dies. See how one can get that kind of complex with abilities like that?"

Snapping out of her daze, the black belt teen backed away; but he didn't chase after her, just rested the scythe back over his shoulder. His index finger and pinky still extending as he grasped that massive weapon, holding it like a large black crescent moon rested behind him. "My power is absorbing emotions, and since dreams are just like emotions I can come and go as I please. Ah I'm glad I have this power and not the alien's appearance, I would look like a really fat stupid clown instead of the handsome shinigami you see before you."

"So why are you here, did Pharaoh send you?" Positioning herself back into a fighting stance, making sure she wasn't going to be taken by surprise like that again.

"Nah nothing like that sweet cheeks; you were the only person asleep when I came by and was hoping for a good meal," breathing in deeply, "and you do have so many delicious emotions: hatred, annoyance, and if I am sure I know I detect that sweet sweet heartbreak still festering in the scars of your heart."

Looking into his joy filled red eyes behind the sockets, the only part his body that showed from his outfit; she took a step back. "What are you talking…?"

But his eyes then went wide, looking at the clock on the wall. "Oh crude is it really that time already?" Waving towards the one designated as his enemy, "I got another appointment to get to; pray for your almighty Lord if you ever want to have another chat in the near future. Adios!"

Waking up from that very unusual experience and rubbing her aching head; she wondered why Pharaoh would make someone like him a FREAK.

Within a large metal room in an undisclosed location; Pharaoh stood before the giant alien Highbreed leader, who was strapped to a large metal slab, struggling with all of his might again his binds that relentlessly shocked him; screaming in mind-numbing pain. "Scream as loud as you want Highbreed Leader, this room is completely soundproof."

"Lowlife filth!" the large white alien screamed, "How could I, one of the pure-bloods, be caught by such a lowlife scum of a species like yourself?!"

Pharaoh only continued to smile that sadistic smile of his in front of this giant being; wondering if he had emotions if he would be feeling that of pride; along with this feeling of déjà vu. "Your species couldn't have been easier to spot if you stated your location in lights in the sky."

"No way I'm going to let some worthless species like that of a pathetic earthling stop my goal!" pulling against the binds again, just to be shocked with another ten-thousand volts.

But no change in Pharaoh's reaction came from the alien's ranting. "It's interesting on how an evolved Blank sees itself as superior. However this blind brainless racism is the last thing this planet needs; so you aren't even worth keeping alive for experimentation. I'll make sure to inform your employer of your absences."

Pulling out a small remote from his white jacket pocket, Lord suddenly appeared by his side, overjoyed as nothing has happened yet. "Oh freaken sweet I haven't missed the fireworks yet!" Stating in an overjoyed tone, with his back hunched over he moved his neck like that of a vulture to face the one he worked for. "Could I be the one to ignite the ceremony, please please please?"

Anyone else would be annoyed to this reaction Lord had, but lacking emotions sometimes had its benefits; pressing the button that quickly increased the power output, so much so that the alien before them fried from the inside; leaving only a charcoaled extraterrestrial before them. The only sign of life was the body twitching, but that was only due to the electric current reacting its muscles, "Awe," Lord complained, "you never let me do anything fun. You think you would let me do that since you're completely dry when it comes to emotions. Literally my throat is parched," he stated with a dry sounding throat, moving his black gloved hand over it.

"But this does bring up a question I've been meaning to ask," focusing his solid blood red eyes and the teen beside him, "isn't what you consider doing also defaulted as a racist act? Wanting to practically slaughter our species to a tiny few?"

"No Lord, racism is where one has their emotions of hate and fear program their logic; what I am doing has nothing to do with emotions; its like removing a virus on ones computer by deleting the files it is hiding in." Pharaoh replied without a hint of feelings, something that just drove the emotion hungry FREAK crazy, but then was asked as Pharaoh made his way to the elevators, "Anyway Lord, what have you been able to find out?"

"Wow I know you are bone dry when it comes to sensitivity but geez not even a 'how was your day' or something like that?" but yet once again not a single action these teen could gain energy from, "oh all right. That girl your other side hooked up with has been getting a lot stronger. She was able to see me and I didn't reveal myself, just like you predicted."

"She is already that powerful," Pharaoh pondered allowed, making his way into the elevator with Lord not too far behind, yet before each step he struck his heel against the ground, "so far everything is going according to plan."

"Hey hold that elevator!" Slipping just in time as the doors closed behind him, "but come on tall white and detached, don't you want to know what she was dreaming about. Could be about you?"

Still no reaction, but Pharaoh actually answered this one. "It has no relevance; just make sure that your team knows not to kill any of them, unless I give an official order or they go against their Basic Programming."

"Yeah yeah yeah suck all the fun out of it, geez now I see why your assistant is an emotionless android," adjusting his black skull helmet when the elevator doors opened back in his office, "well since I'm starting to starve while around you adios for now, I'm going to head over and find some emos; so much depression from incompetence it is mouthwatering."

Pharaoh only gave a simple wave as he made his way to his desk where Lord left without another word; too annoyed by the fact no matter what he did he just couldn't get a single drop of emotion from this teen.

The teen in a white business suit sat down behind his pallid oak desk, his cold ocean blue eyes looked over his computer screen. With this schools completion, placing the Tennysons in the same home along with his sister's FREAKS in a home together as well everything was running smoothly, making him wonder if she knew he would spot hers so quickly.

Well that was no problem; with the rate everything was going nothing the House of Tempus would do will be able to stop him in time. Soon this species population will dwindle to a very small few, where then the recovery of the Basic Programming will commence.

However, Pharaoh pulled out a small picture from the top drawer of his desk. Looking at the picture of him with the Ben, Gwen and Ren that day before Ren left for that cross state Academic Tournament, with unchanging cold eyes; a chuckle slipped his lips. How everything was going so smoothly he practically had nothing to do. "Even though I have this extremely high intellect, I'm still in the body of a fifteen year old boy."

To Be Continued

If Pharaoh has that ability why didn't he bring the Tennysons over to his side, who is this girl Ben is allured by, and what is Lord's interest in Gwen? Read and Review.

Also by now you can probably see that Lord is in everyway the opposite to Pharaoh: Pharaoh dresses in white, polite even towards his enemies, doesn't wish for any recognition, straight posture, calculating, highly intelligent, emotionless where Lord dresses in all black, hides his face, shows no courtesy even towards Pharaoh, a hyperactive nut job, sees himself as God, hunches, and lives off emotions. Interesting combo don't you thing?