He y'all. So just a warning, this is going to be a little citrusy chapter. Nothing to major, not like your eyes are going to get pregnant from reading it or anything. :D

Hope you all enjoy, let me know how I'm doing.

Augustus Black stood to over look his sector. A troop of agents were leading in not only Valmont but also the top twelve world threats. Jackie carried a box filled with the small remains of Heian, from the corner of his eye he could see a news report raving about how a sector had single handedly saved the world. To his left was the very head of the corporation, Mr. Brixton, the leader of Section 1. He had come down to personally apologies for the years of not believing in his claims of magic, and to plead with him to take over Section 1. The world was safe. Demon and thug alike were all locked up in Section 13's prison and it was all thanks to him.

"Bbblllaaaaccckkk"

A sultry voice came from beyond the doors behind him. The rest of the world seemed to fade as he pushed the doors apart. The room was filled with white silk, a tone of soft jazz caressed the room from some unknown source. There at the four post bed was his called. Her long red hair cascaded down her back, her body clad in thin black lace. Her green eyes silently called him closer as he eagerly obliged. As he came closer she met him with a deep kiss. His fingers trailed threw her hair as he deepened the kiss, her own trailing down to the hem of his pants. She slowly unclasped the material, taking hold of his member with in. As she released him, her fingers began to stroke his member, waves of pleasure and excitement forced him to break for air. She took this moment to place his harden form between her soft breasts, continuing her pleasure before taking him in her own mouth. Her rhythm continued as Black's moans became louder, replacing the faint jazz with his own cries. Her pace quickened, his body tensed just as he was ready for release…..

"Good morning San Francisco! This is your favorite Finn bringing you the groovy word of the day, here on 97.3"

Augustus rolled over to silence his annoying alarm, nothing could kill a perfect dream more than an Enforcer's voice. Oh what a dream it had been, the same one he had for years but with a recent addition. As he moved the blankets he felt a sharp pain rise from his lower half. His dream seemed to have a lasting effect on his body. Captain Black rubbed his eyes in frustration, he was too old to be having wet dreams of any kind.

The leader of Section 13 spent so much of his time at the base, he like a few other agents had an apartment complex set up. The complex was similar to the one Jackie and Jade once shared, the difference being the additional space and lack or archeology books. Black made his way into his bathroom and turned on the hot shower. Before he entered he looked at himself in the mirror, maybe he should take a shot at Scarlett it wasn't like he was bad looking. He slowly made his way into the shower. The hot water helped ease his tense muscles, just not the one that was causing him the most discomfort. He place one hand on the wall as his other took hold of his still hard member. He imagined the possible feeling of entering her, her moans echoing as he increased his speed and power. Her nails digging into his back as she cried out for more. He could imagine her yearning as she came closer and closer, her final moment met by her outcry of his name! Black grit his teeth as he felt the moment overtake him. His strong muscles felt like liquid as his pain faded away. A slight twinge of shame overtook him, mostly for feeling he was way too old to wake up to a morning similar to what every teenage boy was waking to. He returned to his washing, not long after he heard a loud knocking at his bathroom door. The voice on the other side was too muffled to be heard. Deciding it was time to start work, Black emerged from the shower. He wrapped a towel around his waist and made his way to the door. As he got closer a wicked smile crossed his face, he could hear ever so slightly who was on the other side. He opened the door to see a familiar red head with her back to him looking at a clip board.

"Can I help you agent?"

"Yes I need these…."

Scarlett turned to the scene of some romantic airport novel. Her boss stood in the door way of his bathroom, beads of water trailing down his toned body and caressing his formed abs. The only thing hindering the moment was the white fluffy towel hindering her gaze.

"These?"

"These papers! These papers, need signed, me"

"Ah national nonsense day I see."

Black took hold of the clipboard, signed the request forms he knew of and returned them the stammering agent.

"Yes well I better gooooooo!"

In her haste to leave, Scarlett had tripped on some lose clothing laying on the captain's floor. She spun around before being caught in a strong wet embrace. The strong masculine smell filled her senses, a yearning began to rise from within her.

"You alright?"

Scarlett looked up into the deep green eyes of her rescuer, had his eyes always been so kind? Without another word she quickly gathered her things and made her way out from his apartment. A genuine smile crossed his lips as he heard the door click shut. At least he knew partially where he stood.

Scarlett made her way out the door before remembering she needed to breath.

"So you get what you wanted?"

She had forgotten that she brought Lydia with her to show her around Section 13. As she spoke, she took hold of the soaked hem of Scarlett's shirt.

"I'd say you did."

"Shut up, nothing happened."

"Right….."

Lydia gave a slight grin as she followed behind her winded 'sister.' She handed her a cup of coffee as they continued with the tour.

"Not that it's any of my business, how long have you two been together?"

"We're not. I can tell he want's to but he hasn't made a move yet."

"So you're hindering your happiness on some sexiest stereotype that says he has to make the first move?"

"Ha, never pegged you for a feminist."

"I'm not, I just don't see the point in not doing what you want to do because of some unwritten rule that's been out of date for years."

"I fully agree but that's not why I'm waiting. I want a guy who is brave enough to go after the things he wants, me bing the most important thing. If he can't muster the courage to simply ask if I wanna see a movie, then I can't expect him to be brave about more important things."

"All I'm saying is you better make your move soon or else he'll never cock-a doodle-do yah."

Scarlett didn't have time to prepare herself, with the shock of Lydia's words she spat all of the hot coffee she had onto the unsuspecting agents passing them. Lydia didn't stop to help explain as Scarlett was left trying to make amends. She tried to understand what was going on with her. She was spending more time with her 'sisters' and even not sending Ratso away as much as she used too. Was she going soft? She would have to dwell on the matter later. Right now she needed to hurry to open her store for the day.

"Alright troops, Listen Up! This is foliage day, in order to receive your badge you must accurately identify fifteen different plants in the park. The botanical gardens are off limits as are all electronic devices. You wanna know what it is, look it up in your field book. Dismiss!"

The Dragon Scouts set off on their weekend mission. A familiar trio of boys was making their way towards a great oak tree growing in a corner of the park. Jade and the newest Dragon Paco, were already there and making notes on the various leaves scattered on the ground.

"You guys already started?"

"Y'ade is already done."

"Dude! Weak!"

"Let me guess, you used your dog nose to smell out the different plants.'

"No."

"You did some weird past life channeling thing?"

"No."

"You snuck in a phone and looked it all up?"

"No."

"Then how did you find everything out so fast?!"

"She told me."

Jade gestured towards a petite blonde, deep in meditation under the grand tree. It was not until she gave a small sneeze did she open her eyes and realized the newcomers. She gave a simple smile before taking a sip of her fruit smoothie and offering some to Jade. Jade, who could never resist any combination of peach or mango, eagerly accepted. She then opened her journal so that the others could copy. They all knew that no matter where the information came from they would have shared. The boys began to write as a strike of yellow caught Jade's eye. She returned the now empty cup of smoothie before dashing across the park's field. It wasn't long till the park was filled with the youthful squeals of delight.

"Oh my gosh Jade! What are you doing here?!"

"Weekly scout meeting duh?"

"Wow! I really like your hair!"

"Oh so you're still with the boys then? Living the life of adventure?"

"Chee yah right. We do pretty much the same thing you guys do except in shorts."

"Then why stay?"

"Because I prefer to wear shorts."

The young girls shared a laugh. Jade had found her old Buttercup Scout troupe, which still held many of her female friends that didn't attend her school. Despite being such a tomboy, at times it was nice to just hang out with others who were the same gender and age as you. At that moment she could use any dose of normality she could find. It wasn't long till her back up boys caught up to her. They acted normal enough, till Charlie gave a giant grin and winked at Daisy. Her brow curved in confusion at the over confident boy, who's hair made up more than thirty percent of his height. Daisy nudged her way closer towards her friend for feminine protection.

"So Jade. What's up with your hair?"

"Yah I wouldn't have thought your uptight Uncle would let you do something like dye it all silver."

"Well actually.."

"Her aunt did it."

The young girls in matching yellow dresses and sashes turned to the young latino making his way over. He handed Jade back her journal, as she quickly put it back in her bag.

"Si. Her aunt and her had a, how do you say, a sleep-under party."

"You mean a sleep-over party."

"Ah yes. Well they had the party and each did the drastic change to the hair. Y'ade actually did a lot of help over the summer for him so he lets her keep it. Unless she does something bad."

"You mean when she does something bad."

"Hey!"

"Oh come on Jade, it's not like you're any good at staying out of trouble."

You don't know the half of it, was the shared thought of each of the young boys. All of the scouts enjoyed their time together. Charlie tried and failed to flirt with Daisy, who despite Jade's assurance couldn't see Charlie's charm. They all spoke of simple things. How the school year was going, how they all shared the thought that they were getting too old for scouts and how this was their last year, and sharing goals for the future year. Every so often Jade would break her concentration on the group and look around. There was something in the air, a familiar smell. She knew who it was but after their last encounter on the roof, she didn't think he'd be crazy enough to follow her around. Every so often the group was interrupted by a fit of loud giggles. Finally it became too great to ignore and they sought out the source. Two Buttercups were engaged in the fine art of flirting. The separation of perception was visible by the gender of the scouts. The boys thought the Buttercups looked silly flirting with such older men, while the girls felt nervous that the older men were enjoying the show. They must have been in their late thirties, far too old to be playing pranks on such young girls. With their designer glasses and fashion sense, they dripped with the maturity that many young girls their age longed for. At thirteen nearly every girl dreamed of some gallant prince coming to whisk her off instead of having to deal with the constant fart contests boys their age partook in. When one of the men began to take pictures of the two girls with his phone, Jade could hold back no longer. Memories of what such men of the past had done to her and many of her friends created urgency in her. Not again. As she approached, the Buttercup scouts shot daggers with their eyes, feeling that she was there to try and steal their prize away. The men just smiled, as they looked her up and down. The way they leered made her skin crawl.

"Can we like help you?"

"Yah, isn't the Dragon section over there. Way over there."

"Ladies please, no need to fight. My friend and I were just telling these two how perfect they would be."

"Perfect for what exactly."

"Why models of course. Have you ever seen anything as beautiful as these two little nymphs."

The blond man reached out to cup the chin of the scout with the similar color. Blush raced to her cheeks at the sound of the complement. This girl would never listen to reason, her eyes were too full of stars and her ears were too full of praise. Jade felt her cap leave her head as the other as the other man tossed it aside. He was a bald and apparently a euro chic man, who then took hold of a long strand of her hair.

"But of you would be perfect too. Such a rare coloring, most definitely appealing."

"Tell you what, why don't you three come with us. We can take you by the studio, do a few head shots and send them over to our agency. You'll be models before lunch."

The blond girl was nearly jumping in place, the other however began to show she was uncomfortable.

"Amazing! I can't believe I'm gonna be a model!"

"Wait Shelby, we should tell Mrs. Ironside first. We could get in big trouble."

"Don't tell me being a little girl scout is more important to you than being a model."

"Yah come on Tia when is this ever going to happen again?"

"Well…"

Tia still seemed unconvinced as she continued to look for her troupe leader. The bald man was growing impatient as he took hold of Tia's arm and began leading her away.

"Come on now love, don't fight it. A life of glamour awaits."

Seeing how forceful he was, Shelby was beginning to lose some of her sparkle. The blond man went to lead Shelby as Jade positioned herself in between.

"What's this? Why if you want to come too, that's fine with us."

"I am going to say this slowly so I know you two idiots will understand. Let go of the girl and leave."

"What?"

"Apparently I didn't speak slow enough. I said let go of the girl and leave."

The bald man began to glare at Jade, this brat was messing up their operation. He didn't notice how much pressure he was pressing on his captive until he felt the nails dig into his hand. Without wanting her to scream he freed her. As soon as she was free she quickly made her way behind Jade. All of the stars from Shelby's eyes faded as she saw the red mark on Tia's arm. The two men grinned as the stood next to each other. The bald man revealed from his pocket a small knife, the other lifted his shirt just enough to show the handle of a gun. Both Buttercups were trembling behind Jade who continued to stare down the men.

"Listen you little bitch, we're not leaving empty handed. So why don't you all be good little girls and follow us."

Jade gave a slight grin at the men. They had no idea to whom they were threatening.

"Something funny little bitch?"

"Just that you say bitch without ever knowing it's true meaning. Now I'm giving you one last chance to leave now."

The balding man was losing his temper, he quickly made his way to Jade. He knelt down to her level, placing the sharp knife to the side of her face. In less than a second he could cut the very cords that gave her speech and life. Instead he sadistically looked into her golden eyes. He knew one client that would enjoy snuffing the fire from the eyes and pay handsomely for it as well.

The bald man heard a slight gasp from his partner behind him. Confused he stood at full height to see what was going on. Eyes. Eyes were staring at them from everywhere. Children, men and women. People of different ages and walks of life were staring at them. No not staring, stalking. They began to circle around the silver haired girl. A low grown could be heard radiating from the crowd. They were trapping them, like how animals trap their prey. Even the small children were threatening, at any moment it felt like the crowd would jump out and rip their throats. In panic the man dropped his knife as he stepped back towards his partner.

"For the last time. Get. Out."

A great force pulled the men, their collars were grabbed and yanked backwards. The crowd was to their backs as they now looked into two deep red eyes. The man was large and strong, his grey fists covered in scars from past fights. He held a man in either hand, lifting them into the air till their feet were dangling above the grass.

"You heard her. GET!"

No sooner did Ratso drop the men did they make a mad dash from the park. Near the park gate was a squad car and a park officer. Jade gave the driver a nod, as he replied he drove without sirens after the men. The park ranger approached with a bag, and took hold of the knife. He appeared to be inspecting the knife, taking his time for his golden ring to glisten in the sun. Jade smiled as the officer made his way to the Buttercup scouts. Apparently the crowd had forced them back until they were safely with their troupe master. Mrs. Ironside was grilling the girls pretty bad, and very loudly, at their stupid decision. Without a word the crowd began to disperse as if nothing had happened. An old man approached Jade, his frail form forcing him to sit on the bench beside her. With both hands he offered her the hat that had been tossed aside. Jade took both of his hands in hers as she kissed a golden ring, although tarnished with age, glistening on his right hand. The old man began to shed a tear at the gesture, his face lighting up with a youthful glow he had not seen in years.

Ratso was standing bluntly confused behind Jade. He entered the situation seeing she needed help, but not sure over what happened. It wasn't long until her friends and Naomi also made their way over. The crowd had kept them all back from the excitement.

"Jade, what just happened?"

"JADE! ARE YOU ALRIGHT!"

From the front gate, Lydia made a mad dash towards her little sister.

"I had just seen those two guys take off, what happened?"

"Nothing much. These two girls were about to fall for these two creeps. They were using the whole 'you wanna be a model ploy'. I couldn't let that happen so I sent them off."

"Yah…yah I saw the end part."

"Did you see where Ratso here came in, risking his life against two armed guys to save three young girls from untold horrors."

Lydia looked over at the man who had shown her so much attention. His shop was right near the entrance of the park, apparently he had brought smoothies for Jade and the others and was able to hand them out now. Had this man really just walked into a situation to protect those girls. Girls he didn't even know. It was something so crazy, something so idiotic, something exactly like what her father would have done. And what she wished someone would have done….for her.

"But Y'ade where did that crowd come from? Why did all those peoples help you?"

"Yah that was just freaky!"

"Freaky on a stick!"

Jade took a long sip of her needed smoothie. Those close to her could see her eyes darting to her Buttercup friends eagerly waiting for her answer. There were things that she couldn't say. Not to them.

"Guess I'm just a charmer. I have many friends who just wanted to help out."

"Yah right. OUCH!"

Daisy cried out in pain. The old man on the bench had landed a swift blow with his cane to Daisy's head. Charlie stepped in front of the two, making various martial art stances and noises he no doubt learned from watching old kung fu movies. The old man was unimpressed as he landed another hit on Charlie's head. The others laughed at the pain of the two now cringing scouts. Not wanting to feel another blow the Buttercups reluctantly gave their farewells, after making Jade promise to call them each later. Lydia heard Ratso's laugh as he came closer to offer her a drink. It was the last one, it didn't take a genius to count heads and figure he was giving his to her. Why was he so nice to her?

Before she had time to take the sweet drink, out of Ratso's shock it fell to floor. Naomi was clenching her head and forced to the ground. He screams were muffled as she forced them deep into the earth. Jade and Lydia made their way to her. With great effort they forced her head up, it was out of shock that they almost realest her. Jade had her hand clamped over her mouth to silence her screams, her eyes were glowing to signal the awakening of the next Master. It was not her signaling that had startled the Masters, but her eyes. True they were fully consumed by the color of the next Master, but where the right eye gleamed with a deep fuchsia the left was with the light of a bright teal.