Hey! I'm so happy that people are actually reading! Yay! Here is the next chapter, but first, REVIEW RESPONSES! (and yay! More than last time! You have no idea how happy that makes me!)

Smiles: Haha, YES! It is only a matter of time! I have some pretty crazy plans for the poor keeper clan, and even MORE so for Sophie and Fitz. *mischievous smile* And I can definetely agree to the Percabeth obsessing. *faints*

LOL: Hehe, yes nothing like a good cliffhanger I say. ( well, actually I only say that when I'm the one writing it. When I'm reading one I always wish they don't exist. *cough* Lodestar, *cough*.

The Quantum Shadow: Of course, I will be fair to both teams. I try to not write fanfiction totally biased and to tell the truth, don't really like fanfictions that are so unfairly one-sided as far as teams go. I will include bits of both :) Thank you for reading!

And now... On to chapter three!(a tad bit longer)

Sophie tripped over her own feet as she stumbled down the stairs, taking them two at a time. Truthfully she didn't care a bit, so caught her mind was on this new development. Her brain was spinning out crazy theories about what the cache might contain with every step she took. Dex and many of the black swan's technopath's had been trying to breach the security to the cache of Fintan for weeks. And she hadn't recieved a hint as to their progress. Her brain had been so caught up on... other things.

She reached the last flight of stairs and didn't slow her pace a bit. She reached the bottom and tried to slow down, ending up crashing unceremoniously into a startled Granite. He turned and his rocky features cracked as he smiled.

"A good day to you, Ms. Foster." He said. She nodded quickly and mumbled an apology. He smiled further as she pushed past him. Her eyes scanned the small crowd until finally landing on the strawberry-blonde, periwinkle eyed boy she was looking for. She ran forward and tackled him in a tackle hug.

"I heard what happened Sophie, I'm so sorry." He said when she stepped back. She was shocked to realize his cheeks were not red like they usually were on the rare occasions she hugged them. His hair had the same blond undertones brought out by the hair product Biana had shown him nearly a month ago, and his dimples caved in his cheeks like they usually did. His eyes seemed heavy, and lacked their usual life.

"Later." She finally replied. " We have more important things to worry about." She turned her gaze to the marble-like ball in his hands. He fiddled with it, and squirmed slightly when he noticed her looking at it. He finally nodded, understanding. He cleared his throat, calling for attention, and everyone gathered round, some looking expectant, some weary. Sophie scanned the faces of the collective, her friends, her parents, and the goblin bodygaurds. She turned her attention to Dex as he pulled out a strange looking machine that looked like a pyramid with a crater in the top. He gently placed the cache in the snug dip at the top. The cache flashed green and suddenly startled, Sophie jumped back as a floating hologram appeared in the air in front of her displaying the words; 'password granted'. Sophie choose to ignore the snickers that came from across the room that were sure to be Keefe's, and stepped forward again.

The cache spun and everybody watched in anticipation as a new screen flashed before them. Sophie stared in confusion as a blurry list of names and abilities in alphabetic order appeared in the air before them.

"A list of members." Grady breathed and everybody let out a small gasp. Dex studied it a moment then shook his head.

"It's a fake." He replied, frowning. " You see the way the way there is the same number of each abilities, and the way the names are receptant of each other? Not to mention the way the corners blink, or the light erantel splotches in between the ruts of the cache."

Everybody stared at him. He released a sigh and Sophie had to smile. Dex still hadn't gotten used to the fact that most of them couldn't understand technology talk the same way he had become a recurring thing for him to have to repeat himself, using simpler words. Multiple times.

" Erantel is a mineral that turns to liquid as it is put under intense pressure. It is mined and is what is used to block the Council's imparters from calls of people not approved. It naturally opposes any technology, sort of the way two negative ends of a magnet push against each other. It requires vocal tuning to mellow and remove its resistance. This being Fintan's cache, requires a particular strike of vocal chording."He paused a moment.

" Fintan's vocal chording. As for the members and abilities, such a list is obviously computer generated. You see, technology only works in patterns. A technopath would have had to, himself know all of its contents, then would have had to do it by hand for it to be real. And while not only that would take an insane amount of time, I'm also certain Fintan wouldn't have wanted that kind of info being known by anybody besides himself. So instead he would have inserted the information into a processor to mix a jumbled version and spit it back out."

"But why go to so much trouble for a bunch of fake identities?" Fitz interrupted.

"It's impossible to know all the reasons behind his strategy, but my guess was to deter people like us from finding out its real contents, should it fall into the wrong hands." He replied. "The only reason I can tell is because I've spent the past week memorizing the base code to its security. I've noticed similar traces throughout it all. I never would have noticed anything different about this list if I hadn't."

"Then how do we view the real stuff?" Sophie asked. They really needed to change the subject. All this talk about technology was giving her a headache. Then it hit her. He said the Erantel needed vocal recognition to mellow its resistance. So they needed Fintan's voice.

"Well, that's why I came. I was hoping..." Dex started, But Sophie was already making her way across the room. She grabbed Keefe by the arm and pulled him toward Dex and the cache.

"Fintan's voice is needed to grant access right?" She asked Dex.

"Yes, that's correct." He replied, understanding dawning in his eyes. "Oh! I get it." He said and they both turned there attention to the confused Keefe.

"What was that for, Foster?" Keefe said, rubbing the spot where Sophie had grabbed him. He paused.

"What are you guys staring at?" He asked and Sophie sighed

"Fintan's voice. We need you to mimic Fintan's voice to gain access to the cache." Fitz said, appearing behind him and gently whacking him on the back of the head.

"Dude. How many times do I have to tell you. Don't. Touch. The. hair." He replied indignantly. Fitz only shrugged, a small smile appearing on his lips. Keefe turned his attention back to Sophie.

"I knew that." He said. "Now, what do I have to say?"

Dex shook his head, but Sophie could see a smile creaking at the edges of his lips. "I don't think it matters what you say, only that it sounds exactly like Fintan." He continued his smile disappearing.

"Don't you go doubting the Keefester, Dizznee." Keefe replied with a smirk. Dex remained stone-faced.

"Well, I hope your as confident as you say because, if the kind of information that's stored in there is as important as we think, Fintan is sure to have a self destruct feature built in in the case that the voice doesn't match exactly." He said. Keefe turned a little white.

"Oh." Was all he said.

"All you have to do is touch the top of the cache and speak into it and then..." He paused and gulped. "If I where you, I'd step back." Keefe nodded unsurely and began to step toward it. Sophie stopped him with a hand on his shoulder.

"Are you sure you can Mimic him well enough?" She said. " I don't want you to take the risk if your not sure." His smile returned as he replied.

"No need to worry about about me, Foster. Not with so many people around." He slyly said and winked at her. Sophie rolled her eyes but turned to look at the collective and her family. She had nearly forgot they were there, so quiet they were being. Her parents eyes looked sad but proud as well, as they shot her small smiles. She smiled back then turned to face Keefe, just in time to see him press the top of the cache. She closed her eyes and felt Fitz's fingers twine with her own and they braced for the possible explosion. She heard Keefe's shaky, 'here we go' before a diffrent voice filled her ears. Even though she knew it was really Keefe, Fintan's voice still sent a shudder down her spine and she felt Fitz twitch slightly beside her.

"I'm going to ask you a question, and I need an honest answer. If you could save one person here, who would it be?" The deep voice said, echoing through her ears. Keefe had told her a while back about the strange lessons Fintan had had with Keefe during his time with the Neverseen. The memories must be the first things that came to mind for him. But the voice wasn't finished.

"I am a termite infested dirt-bag." It said, and Sophie barely held in a laugh. Apparently the lessons were not the only thing that came to mind. She heard a short click and opened her eyes to see the cache flash green. She released the breath she'd been holding. Echoing sighs of relief and congratulations to Keefe filled the room.

"Well, at least the boy is good for something." She heard Grady whisper to Edaline. His retort was quickly met by a sharp nudge and a glare. Sophie laughed at that.

"Thank you, thank you." Keefe said, taking exaggerated bows.

"I knew you could do it." Sophie said matter of factly.

"Of course you did!"Keefe replied, grinning.

"I don't know." Fitz interrupted. " You looked pretty pale." He shot Sophie a grin.

"Yeah, whatever," Was Keefe's only reply. Sophie and Fitz laughed at that. Suddenly, it came to Sophie's attention that the room had gone silent. She followed everybody's gaze to the hologram that had somehow processed before them. Sophie's eyes widened as she saw a beautiful shape that looked kind of like seaweed but had sharp edges Spinning in mid-air.

"What is that?" Sophie asked, in barely a whisper. All was quiet until a tiny voice interrupted from the far corner of the room. Sophie whipped her head around and saw her little sister, trembling with wide eyes facing the gathered elves. She gulped and her wide-eyes connected with Sophie's.

"Divinty." She said. " Bringer of purity."

YAY! Sorry for ending it there... Chapter 4, Here I come!