Jack walked into the garage carrying a cup of coffee, and placed it next to me, "So, what info do you have on this mysterious organization?"

"According to every mechanic I've spoken to, the Momentum Express Development Organization has a very similar idea as Dad and I on how to make runners function better. All they know is that this company is extremely secretive, and all of the engines they produce function on the concept of Dad's Ener-D reactor, which was also known as the Momentum Reactor. Once per quarter, the investors are allowed in to see what is being currently worked on at the moment. Bolger's company is letting us go as their representatives so we can see what is going on. But only three of us can go. I am the least likely to die, so I'm going. Sherri wants to go, so I just need to figure out who else is going."

Crow flopped down next to me, "Well, just about anyone with a brain will notice Jack, due to his celebrity status, and me, with my face being more colorful than a tagged wall. So I would suggest Aki or Bruno."

Sipping from the cup, I paused, "Aki definitely would bring the strength, but Bruno is better with machines. So it is honestly a toss up."

"Isn't Sherri also good at computers?"

"Not as good as Bruno. But she is physically strong, so I may take Bruno."

As the words left my mouth, Bruno turned the corner, "Where?"

Closing my laptop, I looked over at him, "To the factory. Aki is still working on controlling her powers, so I figured that the two of us and Sherri would be able to handle anything that comes our way."

Shrugging, he reached behind Jack towards the ramen, and Jack threw him across the room.

Biting back a laugh, I strolled over to him, "You coming or not?"

"Anything to get away from Jack."


My hand twitched as we looked around the pristine white lobby, and Sherri glanced over at me, "What's wrong?"

"How do you deal with this stuff all the time?"

There was little sympathy in her eyes, "Makeup is just something that you need to get used to if you ever want to go out in public without someone recognizing you."

Bruno glanced over at us, "Can we please focus? I'd rather not be here for longer than necessary."

"Are you three from Bolger and Company?"

We turned around to see a man in a suit, and Bruno nodded, "Yes, sir. I'm Timothy."

Sherri smiled, "Eva."

I rose my hand slightly, "And I'm Daniel."

He started walking towards us, "And I am Clark, I run operations here. I'm so sorry about what happened to Bolger. He will always remain one of my closest friends."

As Bruno responded, I couldn't help but be relieved that I was not going to act as leader here, "Thank you so much for your kind words."

Sherri's voice cut through loud and clear, "So sorry, but have we met before?"

"No, I don't believe that we have."

Aiming her face to the ground, her voice seemed to slightly change, "I apologize for asking."

Clark bowed, and turned, "The track is this way, if you wouldn't mind following me."

Within seconds of him getting just out of earshot, Bruno looked at Sherri, "Do you actually know him from somewhere?"

"There's a chance. But I don't know for sure."

We followed him onto an escalator, and I tried to calm down my nerves, Yusei, as long as you do not draw attention, then no one will notice that you are a girl.

It took every nerve in my body not to move excessively, trying to ignore the fact that, despite there was no correlation between the two places, I felt equally on edge at this pristine place as I did in Satellite as a female. Which made me nearly have a panic attack when the escalator suddenly jerked to a halt.

Clark turned to face us and smiled, "It sounds like Infinity is up and working. Seems to happen quite often when I'm on duty."

Before any of us could say anything, the escalator started working again, carrying us back to our unknown destination, and the three of us looked at each other with stunned expressions.

Silently, we followed him to a room as two metal plates slid closed over a glittering machine. Clark turned to us with a smile that sent chills up my spine and into the atmosphere, "That is Infinity, a matter transfer device that we are currently working on. It runs in a cyclical loop in a fast manner, and creates a wormhole that we then can transport matter through to the other side, or to our side."

My brain launched into a thousand different scenarios of what could possibly go wrong with opening a wormhole inside of a building that has a lot of combustible objects inside, as my eyes slid to the brightly colored door near us, then back to the track.

Clark glanced at the door, "That room is full of toxic chemicals. But if Infinity overheats its the only thing that works to cool it down in a hurry."

Okay, these guys are officially off their rockers. First of all, they are running tests on a wormhole, and SENDING THINGS THROUGH IT. Second, they literally brightly decorate doors that they don't want strangers paying attention to. And finally, this whole building just gives me the creeps. Never coming back here once we're done.

He looked over all of us, "So, which one of you will be testing the runner, and who will be doing the observations?"

Sherri smiled, "Daniel is our best driver, so we decided that he is going to be doing the drills while we evaluate."

Right, we promised that we would still get the results.

I suited up, and tried to relax as I shot through the tunnels, away from the actual work of hacking and collecting data. Despite the wind flying around my face, I couldn't relax. My heart was doing its best impression of a metronome on the verge of breaking.


An hour later, I leaned back in the booth chair and checked the time as Sherri told me what they had found, "So far, we cannot find any connections between the two groups in their records. We have a couple hours before our next test, and I think that we should check out this Infinity that they are guarding so well."

"Or we could check the room with the terrible excuse for the warning labels."

Crap, it's been four hours since I got dressed. All of the websites said that I should stay under eight.

Bruno looked at me, "But we'd need a keycard to get in there."

"Then we can just steal one from Clark. Do either of you pickpocket?"

Sherri stared at me, "That is not one thing that I was taught to do."

A shake of the head from Bruno made me sigh, "Alright, I'll do it. But just fair warning, we only have about four more hours before I have to break my disguise for the sake of my health."

"Right. Forgot about that."

Taking a deep breath, I rubbed my temples and I took a deep breath, "One of you distract him, I can't have all of his focus on me or else I can't do it."

Sherri smirked, "I was trained to distract people, so I will do that."

Without another word, she walked over to Clark and started talking to him, "Bruno, I need you to come up with an excuse of why I'm going to trip next to him."

"Got it."

We walked over to join Sherri, only for me to trip directly into Clark, "So sorry."

Bruno grabbed me, "He has hypoglycemia, so sometimes he has a hard time walking after eating."

I swayed slightly as Bruno led me away, down the hallway to the lounge where we were supposed to wait, "I hope that he doesn't know anything about hypoglycemia."

He shrugged, "You didn't exactly give me a lot of time to come up with something."

"Forgot that you didn't grow up on Satellite. Jack and Crow could always come up with the craziest excuses."

The three of us headed down the hall, and a voice drifted over to us, "I'd like my card back please."

I turned around to see Clark approaching us, "I'm sorry, what?"

His false smile was as comforting as a finding a cockroach in your food supply, "Very clever 'Daniel', I didn't notice that it was gone until a couple seconds ago. You must be from Satellite."

"And? What are you going to do about it?"

The new smile on his face reminded me of Roman, "As long as Daniel can keep me interested in a conversation, the other two of you can wander off. But the second I get bored, the alarms will go off."

"Go on you two."

As they ran off, I looked at him, "Why me?"

"Because somehow our scanners were not able to identify you."

Okay, first of all, did they manage to identify Bruno? And second off, was that the annoying buzzing that I kept feeling up until this point?

Shrugging, I leaned against the wall, "I'm pretty good at being just a face in the crowd."

"Are you even a man?"

The comment slipped out of my mouth before I could stop it, "Sometimes. Other times it just isn't what I feel like being."

"So gender is flexible?"

Please talk to me about literally anything else.

"Yes. The way I've always seen it is like a piece of clothing, because that's often what it took to identify as one or the other. Now that I've grown more, it takes a little bit more effort to feel more like one or the other, but I still can pass for one gender or another. How do you view it?"

A couple blinks were sent my way before his response, "It's a solid state of being. You are what you were born as."

"People say that a lot. But isn't color a matter of opinion that people get mixed up about?"

Come on you two, please move faster. I'm going insane already and it hasn't even been ten minutes.

One of his eyebrows rose up at my comment, "But no matter what one calls a color, there is a correct word for it."

"But every single person has a different range of color that they see. Are you suggesting that colorblind people can't see the world the 'right' way? Or that there is a person out there who has the 'correct' series of color receptors in their eyes, making them the definitive expert in color? No one sees color the same way, just as no one sees gender in the same way."

His eyebrow went so close to his receding hairline that I became concerned for his face, "True, I didn't word that as well as I could have. So what are you doing here with those two people?"

"They needed a duelist with a wide variety of skills who doesn't care much for authority. Apparently I was the only one who was willing to tag along."

Sherri, I will personally punch you if you two aren't back within the next five minutes.

Clark shifted his stance, "Is it just a side effect of living on Satellite where you disregard authority?"

"You either were the kind of people who wouldn't look up when the police walked by, or you were in a gang. There were very few people who weren't in either of those groups. I was safer in a gang than I was outside of one."

"How long have you been dressing up as a man?"

Every inch of my body tensed up, and he checked his datapad, "Looks like they are done, so I might as well…"

Alarms blared, and my hands covered my ears as I raced away from him.

Darting around a corner, I nearly collided with Bruno, "Took you guys long enough, I was about to murder him."

"There will be time for that later, now we must run!" Sherri shot past us both, down a hallway we hadn't explored yet.

Ahead of us was a hangar with the strangest vehicles I had ever seen, "Guys? I really don't like how those look."

"We don't have time for concerns like that! Right now they are our only way of hiding!"

Both of them rushed on one of them ahead of me, but as my feet were both inside, the door swung shut, "Told you so."


A/N: Thanks to Bravemaridin for reviewing the original version of this chapter!