Chapter 7:

"Hey," A soft voice said to him with an associated nuzzle. "wake up, Little Brother."

The soft soothing voice slowly brought Kitt back to reality and out of his cozy dream land of sleep.

"Hmm." He moaned drowsily, curling up tighter into himself. His eyes still closed.

Karr chuckled softly.

"Wake up Kitt." Another gentle nuzzle was applied to the side of his face.

"Hm? What?" Kitt said drowsily with mock crankiness. His bright cool blue eyes boring into Karr's bright red as he picked up his head some.

"How was your little cat nap?" Karr sneered playfully, oblivious to Kitt's mockery.

Kitt groaned loudly and laid his head back down, curling his tail around him.

"How long was I out?" Kitt asked him, his eyes meeting the older and bigger dragon's.

Karr waited a beat before answering.

"Oh, 30 minutes or so. It wasn't that long. You passed out shortly after Michael took Kathy back. I let you sleep until, well, you started scaring me a little bit."

A mix of confusion and recognition flashed upon Kitt's face. He picked up his head again. Looking expectantly at the bigger dragon.

"Scaring you? How? I was asleep for crying out loud. Oh, and before I forget, I told you so."

Karr gave the smaller dragon a look as he laid down a few feet away in front of Kitt. Mimicking his posture.

"I don't know. You just did. And you told me so what?"

"That you are good with kids." A surprised look passed over Karr's features. A devilish inward smile crawled up Kitt's mouth. "Yes, that's right. I saw you and Kathy."

Kitt's tail softly thumped against the ground. Pleased with Karr's blank reaction. Karr could only sigh in defeat as he looked over his brother.

"Ok. So what?"

Kitt had to bite back an excited chuckle.

"Nothing. That's all I had to say." Kitt said as he lied his head back down.

The brothers both went silent for a few moments. Karr protectively keeping watch over his brother. He too, eventually laid his head down but continued to keep a vigilant eye over things.

"You ok Kitt?" Karr asked suddenly, turning his attention back to his younger brother.

Kitt's eyes drifted to Karr's quickly. Seriousness seeping into his features.

"Yeah. Why?"

"You just seem...really tired, I guess. Kinda freaking me out a little." He said as he picked his head up again.

Kitt smiled reassuringly at Karr.

"I'm fine." He gave Karr a soft nuzzle. "Don't worry so much about me. You're going to give yourself a heart attack."

Karr relaxed after hearing the familiar playful tone in Kitt's voice.

"Hey, you can't blame me ya know. Especially with all the trouble you cause and all..." His voice trailed off with a playful tone as he turned his head away with an exaggerated sigh.

Kitt knew what he was doing. But took the bait anyway. They always liked to play this game with each other whenever they were bored out of their minds.

"I do not cause trouble! You're thinking of yourself."

"No. I believe the credit goes to you my dear brother."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"I'm afraid yes."

Kitt turned his head away with a dry look on his face. He stayed that way for several moments. He sighed deeply before laying his head back down and closing his eyes. Curling in on himself.

Karr followed suit and smiled devilishly at his little brother.

"Yes." He whispered.

Kitt barked a louder groan than before and curled up tighter. Karr smiled to himself before laying his head down beside Kitt's protectively. He nuzzled him lovingly before closing his eyes and allowing sleep to take him. Both dragons slipping into a deep sleep within minutes. Confiding in each other's warmth and presence.

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Out by the front of the mansion on the other side of the street, sat a completely blacked out van. It was silent for the most part. No movement left the vehicle...

That is from the outside looking in. If that was even possible with the jet black windows and all. It wouldn't even work if you had a flashlight.

However, the car was far from vacant. In the driver's seat sat a man of about 5'11. Wearing a white T-shirt and blue jeans with a boots. In the passenger seat sat a man of 6 feet. He wore dark almost charcoal business tux and he posture alone screamed 'boss'. In the back sat two more men. Both were about 5'10 and wore similar clothing to the driver's. Both were typing away feverishly on their laptops and writing down information.

The man in the tux put down his pair of binoculars from the window and stared out the passenger window.

"You sure this is where the cars went, Lennie? I don't see them anywhere." He said to the driver seriously, not taking his gaze off the glorious mansion.

The driver, Lennie, followed the boss's gaze and nodded his head.

"Yes sir. This is where they went. I had my guys follow them. This is where they went." He said calmly.

"You weren't caught, were you?" The boss growled.

"Of course not. I only hook up the best in the business. Had them switch cars every few minutes. No suspicion once so ever."

The boss nodded his head slowly. Rubbing his chin in a thoughtful manner as the information sunk in. He was going to get these cars.

Of course, he hadn't known about the vehicles till only a week ago. However, the Foundation itself has been on his radar for a long time now just because of the amount of money and advanced tech that got stored up in that place. This man wasn't your average criminal. He picked and chose his victims and targets wisely. And stocked them in the most insane ways possible. Getting caught was out of the question. That's why he only worked the best of the best in the business. Nothing less.

And it was because of his top notch spies that allowed him to learn about the FLAG's super cars.

It was far from a simple task. But with expert training and plans, they manged to crawl right through the trap...

And now his evil eyes weren't on the Foundation anymore. He wanted those super cars. No matter what. Even if it meant having to kill his way through.

No one said no to the Alpha. No one.

He turned his attention back to the two other men in the back.

"Scott, Jeremy," The two men quickly snapped their heads up to their boss expectantly. "go place those cameras around the fence. Don't get caught." He said firmly.

The two other men, Jeremy and Scott, nodded their heads and each grabbed a handful of tiny cameras. They made these cameras themselves and were perfect for these types of missions. They didn't produce an outside signal for strangers to track. only their equipment could pick them up and they were nearly invisible to the human eye. Another plus was that these things had a signal range of up to 500 miles all the way around and they were super easy to repair and create.

The two men nodded an affirmative before hopping out of the car. They both took one good look at the mansion before proceeding forward casually. They each headed up to the fence, making sure they were well out of the guard's range of vision. Once they got the all clear, they went up to the fence and began to expertly and quietly apply the cameras on to the fence. Each one facing a different direction so they could monitor at every angle.

Once they were done, they looked around to make sure no one was out on the street watching them and they calmly walked back to the van. As soon as the duo was back in the van and the door shut, the boss turned his attention to them.

"Well? Are the cameras in place?" He asked expectantly.

Both men nodded automatically.

"Green for go boss." Scott said evilly.

"No one saw you?"

"Nope." It was Jeremy who answered this time. "Not a soul."

The boss smiled darkly to himself as he looked back out at the window.

"Nice job boys. Before you know it, we'll be living the high life." He sneered evilly with a dark chuckle as the van calmly pulled away from the road and drove away.