-Four months Later-

Iason had a raging head ache. The number of civil unrest that had ensued as persons tried to escape Ceres by hiding in Midas had grown steadily. Local Affairs and Safety was more so in Orphe's department but the out breaks were getting out of hand. Even in Midas the hand of this new threat Dead Beat was being felt.

Not to mention the rumors that were festering off world.

But Jupiter refused to raise her hand. One word would be all it took to eradicate the menace but she remained silent and impassive passing it off by saying Ceres was not an immediate threat they need to worry about. Jupiter's word was law; Iason neither judged nor questioned her decisions even though he was greatly tempted to do so.

And thinking of threats sadly the growing threats he had to worry about wasn't just in Ceres. Riki had finally stated showing signs of his pregnancy, his stomach was finally shapely out beautifully and despite whether he admitted it he was beyond himself with an emotion akin to pride. But Riki's temper tantrums had grown tenfold and his mood swings were nastier with each passing second. He could hardly sleep these past times as Riki woke in the night craving something of the most peculiar flavors. But if anything he would think that Hades was the one that felt the brunt of it all especially during the day.

He sighed rubbing his temple; a stab of pain in his temple had the glass table at the corner of the room reserved for moments when his furniture had to aid him shattered into a million pieces. He had replaced it twice already and this one had just been brought in. he closed his eyes and willed himself to calm down, he needed to clear his mind and with all the self medicated therapy he had been administering he was getting far better at it.

These telekinetic episodes were getting more frequent as well and usually revealed themselves when he was distressed. Sadly Riki was no different, in fact if anything his condition was far worse.

According to what Raoul had found on it thus far it was a hidden potential that he possessed, a potential that they all possessed that slept in the back of their consciousness lacking the necessity to truly awaken. Raoul had pointed out that his death in Dana Bahn had been one of the mutual causes but they shouldn't try to put it in a box and paint it black and white especially when Riki's case was yet to be explained.

Sitting up in his seat as a world of documents revolved around him he dismissed them with a hand. Glancing at the modified pet ring on his finger he decided it best to call it quits and go home to rescue the furniture before Riki drove him insane.

Hades drew an evidence sigh of relief as the sight of Iason in all his ice cold glory almost brought him to tears with joy.

Iason's eyes stayed fixed on the fatigue riddled furniture the androgynous beauty that emanated a strange charm that rivaled any the academy could produce that was a head or a head and a half smaller in stature than he was. The living quarters was a clean as ever so as per usual the furniture had managed to perform his duties without flaw once again.

"How is Riki?" Iason Questioned glancing at the balcony to find that Riki was actually absent.

"I finally managed to put him to bed Sir," Hades stated smoothly falling into his duties to aid in the Blondies undress for his ninety thirty bath, "his mood was actually very passive today, he even went to the Pet Saloon to stretch his legs and get out before he driven to madness by the same room he's been seeing more months now."

Iason stiffened slightly at the thought of getting a complaint again about Riki violently assaulting some rich bimbo's pet. If he were to receive another and full of those he was certain if it were anyone else they'd go bankrupt.

As though he could sensed his distress the furniture assured him that Riki didn't stay long but those soothing words were lost on Iason especially when he knew that Riki could floor every pet in the saloon and burn the damn place down in record time.

"What worries me is the growing number of aches he's been feeling as well as the intensity. I know it's way too early for contractions or any other complication…" for a moment he paused turning away from Iason with his Garment slung over one hand and the other carrying his shoes hooked by his fingers.

"But what?" Iason insisted watching as the furniture left the changing and fitting room with his previous attire before returning from his dressing room with his nightly attire moments later.

"But Master Iason I doubt his aches are relative to the pregnancy. Just earlier today he…" he struggled to find the words, "…his ability revealed itself. He was asleep but he had managed to toss the room in frenzy of chaos. At first all he did was move things around a bit but this was entirely differently…"

-flashback-

Riki had just arrived back from the Pet Saloon looking a shade brighter from the only small outing he had been permitted in months. Against his demands he had been dressed in a plain black shirt of Raoul's design that functioned well to conceal the pregnancy, a simple low ridding pants and matching black boots. Riki had long voiced his complaints about the skimpy garments and how much of a pet he felt like wearing them, which lead to an entire wardrobe change in an instant. The pet laws no longer applied to him and as such he was to be treated as close as possible to a normal resident of Midas.

Hades greeted Riki on his return with food and refreshments, which Riki had no qualms against. After his afternoon bath Riki had retired to bed leaving the Furniture to his own devices.

Around an hour later after he was finished Compiling all Riki's recent activities to have shipped into Jupiter's data bank, the sound of the flowerpot that Riki took a fancy the breaking with his new abilities shattering drew his immediate attention.

Going immediately to attend to the damage what he saw left him horror stricken and in speechless awe at the same time. Everything in the room hovered as though caught in suspended animation; Riki in the center of the madness was no different. His hair moved as though it had a will of its own while his garb seemed to fill and sway with a subtle wind that touched him alone. An odd, unfathomable kind of serenity filled the room as Hades gingerly entered brushing aside a flower vase that slowly came his way. With the slim device on his hand, he thumbed the alert button that was linked to Raoul's com system almost unconsciously.

Though he rather not drag Raoul into this than need required ,he had never seen Riki go this far, when he was well aware of Riki's unconscious moving of objects, a feat that was as common as breathing to Hades he had never seen this. Before he could reach Riki he found himself barred off by what seemed to be a barrier, which rippled and pulsed with electricity on contact.

He pressed a finger at it watching as electricity snapped at his finger ready to get rid if the foreign entity.

He took a breath his eyes looking at the ethereal figure as he hovered there; his bed was amidst the chaos leaving him hanging high and dry with nothing to catch him if he fell. Suddenly a mar of pain masked Riki's once surreal face. Within a breath and the next everything was tossed to all corners of the room, shattering or breaking as they collided with the wall.

Hades included.

-end flashback-

Hades ran the brush through Iason's flowing blond hair that cascaded a few inches below his waist. By now Iason was fully dressed for bed having gone through the necessary rituals to do so.

"Forgive me but you will have to further consult Master Raoul as to what happened," Hades stated the worry he felt in his bones shinning in his eyes, "please forgive my incompetence I lost consciousness thereafter. When I came to I was in Raoul's lab."

"There is no need for apologies you made the right move in requesting immediate aid," Iason stated getting up and out the chair he had seated in to allow his furniture to have his way.

Though he would have preferred Hades to have called him first but based on all he was taught him immediate course of action would be to see aid based on the situation anything life threatening was directed at Raoul anything security related was directed at Orphe and the list could go on. Under no circumstances was he to be contact unless there was a life and death situation that could harm the life of not only his pet but unborn child. Jupiter's rules was law, all he was doing was following what he was told but it irritated Iason now the less knowing that situations like this were becoming more frequent and he was amongst the last to be informed.

He sighed, now needing nothing short of seeing his lover alive and well. His duties as the head of the syndicate placed him in a difficult situation where his personal life was concerned but if he performed his task anything short of perfect he was certain that he'd have hell to pay for it.

Katze overlooked the paperwork for the last bits of the Cargo, watching as they were handled with caution by what he liked to call his foot soldiers. Though they were good they couldn't hold a candle to Riki the Dark who he was still trying to find someone who could replace him. This time he had some high class Pets that were obtained by offhand means, two purebreds from the academy fully capable of breeding.

Doing a few rounds to run a final check he found everything good to go for shipping within the next half an hour.

"… its getting pretty damn hairy damn fast. Another two mongrels were killed for trying to leave Ceres. Whoever that fate guy that there talking about is the guy's just damn brutal." The hushed voices of two of his carriers fresh hands that were recruited from the slums before Fate's arrival drew his attention on his way back

Concealing his presence in the wall of darkness the night offered he listened carefully.

"No lies there but he might just be doing us a damn favor keeping those lots in check…" another voice sneered bitterly.

"Are you forgetting that from amongst those lot is where we're coming from?" the first speaker charged coldly over a puff of smoke, "even though we can't go back now Ceres is still the place we once called home."

"We could go back…" the second speaker posed the thought.

"And then we'd be killed for trying to leave just like those other two yesterday. You can test fate and try your luck if you want but I'd rather contend my chances here and earn a living while I can before going back to my death"

Their conversation ended on that note as the wiser of the two crushed the last of his cigarette underfoot, "I'll see you around. If you're still alive that is."

Katze departed in silence. From the way they spoke he rounded them down to being Illium and Louise. Illium was one of the more introverted ones whose thoughts never showed on his face, whilst the other, still at the basic level of intelligence and had yet to wake to reality was more the act now ask questions in the afterlife type. He didn't know them personally but being the one to give them their orders and write they're pay slip told him all he needed to know.

The situation in Ceres had grown again according to all he was hearing. Trading with Ceres would be no uncommon trait especially in the black market; there no one was above another. They were all the same kind of scum that did other more influential figure's dirty work to survive at the end of the day. Once you took a step in this world all prejudice, scorn and bias were to be abandoned if one was to survive long enough to see the light of day especially since down here where the shadows of evil wore many faces, help came from the strangest of places