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Crystal had to admit that the look on Charger's descendant was kind of priceless. Speaking of which, the guy looked exactly like Charger, only a few inches shorter. His black fur was shinier and looked softer. His horns were more trimmed and straight, and his snout was clean too. He wore light gold and white armor with a red robe over it. His two guards were different color, one had brown fur and the other had white fur. They both wore red and grey armor and carried spears with guns attached to the tips.

Finally the Manitor spoke. "It…it is an honor to be in the presence of one of my greatest ancestors, though I do not…"

Charger raised his hand to silence him. "It's a long story. I've only come by to see how my only descendant is doing and how our people are."

Before his descendant could speak a terran approached them. He had cropped black hair and appeared in his mid-thirties. He wore an expensive white suit with red stripes going down from the right shoulder. The man also had an annoyed look on his face as he approached the group, with several guards behind him. "Myok, why are you here? You were suppose to meet with me during recess."

Myok sighed. "Apologies Councilmember Titus, I was busy talking too…a friend of mine. I shall join you shortly."

Titus did not seem please with the idea but nevertheless left. Myok let out a large amount of air in relief as he turned back towards Charger and the others. "Sorry for that, he's been pecking me on to side with him to declare war on the Olympians."

Crystal's eyes widened in shock at this. "Why would he want to declare war against them?" She asked.

Myok turned to look at her before replying. "Well for one thing, Titus doesn't like how they claim leadership over humanity, who are basically like the terrans. He wishes for the Manitor's support because they have been openly discriminating us." (A/N: I think you all know why that is.)

Crystal groaned, knowing this was probably going to happen. Myok offered a soft smile. "Don't worry, it doesn't really affect us and we hold no grudge since it doesn't hurt our honor. I'm actually for trying to solve the problem between us so that way we can avoid any major conflict." Then he turned towards Charger. "Speaking of which, do you have a moment? I need to talk to you about some important matters that you might be able to help us with."

Suddenly Rad's communicator rang. He put it to his ear and spoke into it. A minute later he looked up at Crystal and Charger. "That was Zane, said that they found our final member but something came up. Wants us back ASAP." Then he looked at Myok. "But I told him that Charger was doing something so only Crystal and I would come back and that Charger was busy."

Both Manitors gave him a nod of thanks before they began walking towards the café for some food. Crystal however was looking at Rad with a look that was something of awe. "Why did you do that?" She asked.

Rad shrugged. "This was something he wanted a long time. I respected that, so I let them have their moment for now." Then he grabbed her hand. "C'mon we'll wait for them at the transport ship."

Crystal nodded dumbly, trying her best to ignore the blush growing on her cheeks.

A few hours later everyone had return to the ship, which was still parked at the port while Ram was checking the controls. The team, including Annabeth, was meeting to discuss about the certain issues at hand. Once everyone was gathered did Zero speak, "The people who attacked Chad are called the Shadow Wanderers. They're a secret organization with a purpose I haven't been able to identify yet." Zero said before continuing, "But I do know this: Their technology, comes from different galaxies."

This got everyone's attention. "Wait how is that possible. Only Firstborns along with the Veil and Fade have technology to leap through galaxies." Annabeth exclaimed.

Zero shrugged. "Don't know. From what I've learned is that the organization has been around 200 years after the Federation was founded. But from what I've learned from raiding their facilities that they've been around longer then that. I only began looking them up 9,000 years ago, the same time that Apocalypse declared war on the Vanguards."

"So this isn't a coincidence." Chad added. "What kind of actions have they done?"

"Before the events on Earth 9,000 years ago, nothing to catch my interest." Zero said. "But afterwards they began doing raids on certain facilities owned by the Federation, Dominion, Outsiders or IOMS."

"IOMS?" Crystal asked.

"Intelligence and Operative Manufacturing System, or IOMS for short." Zane said. "Their a galactic wide corporation/division that's linked to the Federation and are responsible for creating the super soldiers of the Federation, known as Wardens."

Zero nodded. "Anyway they soon started attacking colony worlds in the outer rims. And since the Federation can't get involve with individual specie's affairs, no one has really done anything to try and investigate it. But who they were taking is the odd part: They're taking children, between the ages of 3 to 10."

Lory gasped in horror. "Why would they be taking children?"

Zero shrugged. "Don't know. I only know that they started doing it 2,000 years ago. Also the men that attacked you are part of a special unit called the Kavans, a elite black ops of the organization. There is also a council of seven called the Infinite, the bosses, with their leader being called The Reaper."

Chad sighed before speaking. "Well I would like to know as well, but right now we need to pick up Annala and then start searching for the stones. That will be all."

And with that everyone shook their heads and got up to leave. Only Charger and Chad remained, the latter stopping Zane so he could help him out.

"Charger you said you needed to speak with me?" Chad asked as soon as everyone beside himself, Charger and Zane, left the room. Charger's head was down and so was Zane.

Finally the Manitor looked up before speaking, "My descendant, whose name is Myok, has told me of some serious issues concerning my people that may need my presence."

This time Zane spoke. "As you know each of the species of the Federation has their own inner governments, meant for their own races. The Manitors are divided into herds, or clans, twenty of them at least, each one skilled in different talents. Because of this, they can't colonize on other planets; otherwise it would like a herd would be trying to expand." Zane took a breather. "Anyway since as far as anyone could remember, these Herds have been at constant war with each other, fighting over every bit of territory that they could get. Then one day the Mystics, a group of Manitors from the various Herds, came and ended the fighting, uniting the Herds into one sole government. Today the Herds are still represented by their leaders, but War Chief runs the military, and a Peace Chieftain runs the political faction, both are only outrank by the High Chieftain."

Charger sighed. "Myok is the current Peace Chieftain, while the current War Chieftain is from the Iron Axe Herd whose name is Ragnok, a greedy ambitious being who favors any powerful and influential warriors. And the current High Chieftain is sick, and may not last long. And without a chosen successor, it is impossible to know who shall be the next High Chieftain."

Chad raised an eyebrow. "How is an successor chosen?" He asked.

Zane answered this. "High Chieftains can't get marry and have kids, because this will look like that specific Herd will have more power. A successor is chosen from one of the leaders of the other Herds, usually one who has been more loyal to the current High Chieftain and gains the support of War Chieftain and Peace Chieftain."

"Those two can't become it?" Chad asked.

Charger shook his head. "No, that would cause major issues. Only a Herd Chieftain can be given the title. And since the current High Chieftain hasn't chosen a successor, the other Chieftains will begin to argue one over another. And anyone of them could gain Ragnok's military support or Myok's political support. While Ragnok would like that, Myok would like to settle the matter peacefully. This is where I come in."

"Mystics have always been used to negotiate serious matters among the race, just like how they stopped the fighting. If Charger goes there then he should be able to choose a successor without much debate." Zane said. "As a Mystic, his word is literally that of the High Chieftain."

Chad rubbed his chin for a moment before answering. "I understand the seriousness of the situation. If we have time then we'll stop by there."

Charger gave a nod of thanks and got up to leave, with Zane following him out. Chad took a deep breath and headed out the door and towards his room. As he was walking he heard over the speakers Ram's voice. "We'll be heading off in a few minutes people. I don't feel like having security check us out because our ship is a model they've never seen before."

After hearing it Chad continued to his room, where he saw Lory standing in front of his door. "Lory?" He asked in confusion.

There was a tint of pink on her cheek as she shyly said. "I-I wanted to spend time with you." She then began to stutter until Chad silenced her with a kiss on the lip. When they separated Chad rested his forehead on hers. No words said, the two took each other's hand and entered Chad's room, closing the door behind them.

Back at the port, a group of men and women who were wearing glowing armor could be seen. The one at the front, clearly the leader, was checking the computer of recent parked ships in this port. He wore a suit over black armor that was glowing blue and he had two pistols strapped to his waist and a sword strapped to his back. His hair was brown along with some grey ones here and there. He had a scar running down his lip and had a look of absolute concentration.

Once he was done doing that he took out a transmitter, a round shape device. When he pressed a button an image of a short, stout man, in his mid-sixties. He had blond hair and a mustache and currently had a cigar in his hand. "Report" He ordered.

The brown hair man nodded. "Sir we've discovered the Vanguard's ship docking area. We'll be heading to find out its new route but my gut tells me that it was heading to Olympian territory."

The man in the transmitter growled. "Your gut never seems wrong, but if they are then we won't be able to track them." Then he looked directly at the brown hair man. "Arthur I want your team to catch them at any cost. That technology could greatly benefit the Federation."

The man named Arthur nodded. "Yes President"

Then the President spoke again. "Since I don't want Federation to know about this, you can only use IOM resources. Also we detected another vessel enter the system, but with more sinister energies around it, so we can assume that it's the Destroyers or whatever they are called."

Arthur saluted. "Yes sir we'll get right on it."

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