Blitz Chick awoke the next morning to the sound of her bedside phone ringing. Blearily, she pushed the speaker button. "You'd better have a good reason for waking me up…" The brunette mumbled.

ProtoMan's voice filtered through, a little crackly. "BC, there's some people here to see you. What do you want me to do?"

Still attempting to wake up, Blitz looked at the clock. Almost eight. She had slept in today. "Escort them to the waiting room Proto. I'll be down in a minute…"

Disconnecting the link, Blitz Chick tumbled out of bed and fumbled for her usual lab gear. She wanted to get started on preparations for the Reploid binding. Pulling on her yellow jumpsuit, Blitz then pulled on her knee-high blue boots, gloves and settled her blue belt on her hips. For the finishing touch, she pulled her brown hair up into a ponytail with a bright pink ribbon so that the ends of her hair just brushed her shoulders.

Apparently everyone else had heard about the men and were waiting for Blitz in the hall just beyond the waiting room. Everyone looked tense and slightly apprehensive.

Bass was the first to speak. "BC, I don't like this. These guys are from the government."

Blinking her deep blue eyes, Blitz was curious. "The government? Why?"

Hannah shook her head. "I don't know BC, but I don't think it's to give you an award."

After a moment of tense silence, Star spoke what was on everyone's minds. "What do you want us to do BC?"

Thinking, the brunette pulled them all close. "Right, here's the plan. Proto, I want you to go to my lab and transfer all my files and research to the underground labs. Bass, Star, move all our main surgical equipment and anything else we'll need to the underground facilities." As the other three split up, Blitz pointed to Hannah. "As my second in command, you're coming in with me."

Raising an eyebrow, Hannah let her hand stray towards the beam saber at her hip. "JUST as second in command?"

With a hand on the door, Blitz Chick smiled. "Oh, all right. Second in command AND backup."

The duo entered the waiting room and stared directly at the two men in suits and sunglasses. One of them carried a black suitcase and it appeared both were wired.

Of course, neither woman let on that they knew. Blitz Chick played the part of a gracious host. "Gentlemen, what a surprise! You'll have to excuse me; you caught me as I was waking up. Have a seat. Can I get you something to drink? Coffee, tea…?"

The men sat down on the tan colored couch behind them and shook their heads. "We'll pass, thank you." Answered the man with the briefcase.

"Well…" Blitz Chick sat as well, Hannah at her side. It was almost comforting to have the coffee table between them, so sides were clearly drawn. Resting her chin on her steeped fingers, Blitz Chick smiled. "What can I do for you gentlemen today?"

After a quick glance, the man without the suitcase spoke. "We're here on a matter of safety."

The curly haired second in command answered before her brunette counterpart could. "I don't see a reason to do so. We just had an inspection last week over every inch of the lab. The inspectors found nothing wrong and passed us with flying colors."

This time it was the briefcase man who replied. "We are well aware of that Miss Hannah. However, we're here on a staff inspection, not a technical one." He opened the case and looked at some papers within. "For example…Miss Blitz Chick, you employ a Wily bot, correct?"

"Yes, that's right."

"Are you sure it's safe to allow him so close to dangerous technology? He could turn on you at any time."

Casting an unseen glance at Hannah, the brunette spoke. "I've checked his programming and removed anything I feel could have made him turn and injure anyone at my labs. Bass is perfectly safe now."

The men were silent before the first man continued again. "…Right. Now, I'm also under the impression you employ two other robots."

"Starfire and ProtoMan, yes."

"Both were built by Dr. Thomas Light, correct?"

"ProtoMan was, but Starfire was not. I built her during my apprenticeship to Dr. Light. He was kind enough to let me take credit for her."

"Is Dr. Light aware that you've employed one of his creations?"

"Yes he is, and ProtoMan sends fifty percent of his earnings over to Light Laboratories to help support his family."

"I see. And your second in command, she is human, is she not?"

"Yes, I am." Hannah remarked with a hint of bite in her voice. Blitz Chick winced. Her friend was not one to be talked over.

The second man turned to her, glancing at a file the first man was holding. "I see you've had Robot Binding surgery."

"I have."

"And you have been in good health since then?"

"My health is none of your concern."

Frowning at the snappy response, the first man was about to speak when ProtoMan entered.

Leaning over so as to whisper in Blitz Chick's ear, the red robot's voice was a hoarse whisper. "The files have been transferred. I made sure no trace of your data was left. Star and Bass have about a third of the equipment moved."

Smiling, Blitz whispered back. "Good job Proto. Go help them and I'll see you in a bit."

Once he was gone, the head of the labs smiled. "Just a status report. Nothing to worry about. Please, continue."

And again, the first man began the questioning. "I'd like to ask about your inventions Miss Blitz Chick. Now, you invented the CO2 engine, correct?"

Nodding, the brunette smiled. "Yes we did. As a matter of fact, we completed the CO2 engine version 2.0 just yesterday. After a few test runs it'll be out on the market in a few months."

"I understand…now, aside from your robot binding technology, the government has received a report of your labs developing some weapon technology."

Both women stiffened before Hannah spoke up. "We've been experimenting with buster strength, beam sabers and some electrical technology. Nothing final, everything is still in the test phases so far."

"Then am I to understand the blade you carry at your side is one of the experimental weapons?"

Hannah growled, her hand straying over to rest on the hilt. "I never use it except for in the practice holo. And so far it has been working wonderfully. It uses twice as little power and can go fifty days longer without recharging."

The second man smirked, putting a file on the table. "We also understand that you have been working on a micro weapon that could be implanted into the tip of a finger. The purpose is to fire simulated lighting bolts at the attacker."

Taking the file, Blitz Chick skimmed it for only a moment before nodding. "Yes, we have."

With a deep breath, the man continued. "Miss Blitz Chick, the government knows that you had some fairly strong robotics bound to you. It is also rumored that you implanted this experimental technology into your own hands, is that correct?"

Pursing her lips, Blitz Chick met Hannah's pale blue eyes. This was what they were worried about. "Yes…I do have lightning technology implanted into my hands…but what does that have to do with this inspection?"

Ignoring the question, the second man stood, retrieving the file. "Is the rest of your staff aware that you're in possession of this technology?"

"Yes, they are. Sometimes we use it to jump start engines or stuff like that."

"So I am to understand that this technology is fully functional?"

"It is indeed. If I wished it, I could blow out that light over there." The brunette motioned to a lamp on the corner table.

Sighing, both men stood. "Thank you for speaking with us…I'm afraid we'll have to take you and your staff into custody though."

Hannah stood so fast she nearly flipped the couch. "What? Why would you do that, we haven't done anything wrong!"

"The government is concerned about the safety of putting such technology in your hands."

Standing and putting a hand on Hannah's shoulder to stifle her anger, Blitz Chick remained calm. "Gentlemen, I daresay there's a misunderstanding here. My labs and the people in them work only FOR the people, not against them."

Both men were as cold and unmovable as rocks. "If you do not comply, we will use force."

This set Blitz Chick's hands to crackling with electricity and Hannah drew her glowing blue blade. Smirking, the blonde beckoned. "Looks like you're gonna have to use force then."

Almost instantly the entrance was blown open and armed SWAT troops swarmed in.

Flipping the couch at the oncoming troops, Hannah called to Blitz Chick. "GO! I'll hold them here!"

Turning, the brunette understood and sprinted for the back of the labs. There she had a teleporter to her secret underground lab. After exiting the hall that led to the entry room, Blitz Chick was horrified to find that her other friends had already come under fire. It was only a few troops, but even so, it was distressing.

Starfire spotted the head of the labs first and rushed over. "BC! You gotta get outta here. It's not safe."

"No duh, Sherlock!"

Bass fought his way over and looked at the two girls. "Star, you take BC and Proto. I'll hold them off here and catch up with you later."

Meeting his eyes, Blitz was confident in Bass's abilities. "All right. Hannah's fighting the main force, so…"

Nodding, the raven colored robot formed his left hand into an arm cannon. "You got it BC. I'll go help out."

The three remaining sprinted for the back of the labs. A commotion behind them announced the advance of soldiers past Bass. Pausing in a stairwell to the living quarters, Starfire turned, blue eyes fierce. "NO! We can't keep running anymore!"

ProtoMan also turned, pulling out his shield and buster. "She's right BC. We can't let this go on any longer."

A few tears of pride sprang to BC's eyes at the courage of her friends, all of them sacrificing themselves for her. Slowly, she nodded. "Awright…when you can, get to the lab. Let Hannah and Bass know."

Sprinting, BC found herself in her own personal labs, the ones at the very back of the facilities. And waiting for her was a troop of elite soldiers that had her surrounded in a heartbeat.

Sighing, Blitz remained calm. "Gentlemen, I do not wish to hurt you. But if you insist on trying to capture me by force, I must warn you, my skills are 1337, and I'm a level 79 ninja assassin."

Unfortunately, this did not phase the troops, because they all took aim and the room echoed with the clicks of safeties going off.

Sighing, Blitz shook her head. "Looks like we're doing this the hard way." And as the first line rushed towards her, the brunette unleashed the big guns.

Clapping her hands, Blitz Chick then slammed them palms down into the ground, bolts of electricity erupting from them. Standing, she admired her handiwork before looking at her palms.

"I have GOT to stop watching so much Full Meal Alchemist."

Over the heads of the crowd Blitz Chick spotted the teleporter. Grinning maliciously, she tore through the troops, ignoring the blasts of plasma that raked her limbs. Pressing her hand to a scanner, she twirled into the teleporter. "SO LONG SUCKERS!"

And then she was gone. Falling onto the cold packed dirt floor of her underground lab, Blitz looked around. Everything was there, neatly stacked in piles but still creating a clutter. Getting to her feet, the young woman looked around and realized how totally and completely alone she was.