"Okay, I've got the stuff we'll need." Argent said, holding up several papers in her hand. "Jericho, I've MapTrek'ed how to get to Fiers' home in Blietter from the airport in Pomere. Um… good luck with the cow. Bushido, I printed off the electric map of Ottawa using Poogle, but you'll have to find the blueprints on your own. I'm going to see how to find ISP's. Oh, and Kole, Gnarck? If you could call me if my luggage finally gets here, it'd be nice."

She clenched her fists more than slightly angrily at this last request.

And so, Titans North set out on their missions. Jericho took a plane to Switzerland. Bushido managed to avoid the FAA. And Argent went to the library. But Kole and Gnarck couldn't do much, so they decided to help set things up in the tower. Progress was slow.

"Gnarck, don't touch those box-!"

"Gnaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarck!"

Fiers left his flat, locked the door, and looked around. The sky looked like rain. Fiers didn't like rain, it reminded him too much of his former wife. He sighed, walked to his car, and unlocked it. Just then he was tapped on the shoulder.

"Was sie wünschen?" He asked as he turned around. He found himself staring into the eyes of young, blond boy. The next thing he new he was at his desk at ten forty-eight.

Jericho took possession instantly. Aha, he knew exactly what to do. He drove into Fiers' office, arriving slightly behind the man's normal arrival time of seven thirty. Jericho logged in (The password, ominously, was "Moslow") and immediately began copying everything onto a freshly purchased portable hard drive. The process was arduous and took forever, and several times he was interrupted. ("Sie sind spät! Die sitzung hat begonnen!" "Ich bin sehr beschäftigt! Dieses ist sehr wichtig!") Ultimately, however, everything was copied, though two flash drives also had to be used. Jericho made sure nobody was around, then left Fiers' body and made his egress.

Argent, after much Poogling, had found ISP-Holmes, one of the very few online programs that could track down any ISP's location. Rainforest's ISP turned out to be an apartment building in Seoul, South Korea. She had had to search much longer and harder to find out that Rainforest, indeed, was a hacker, and a very dangerous one at that. He was part of an elite hacker club styling itself House Kendo. Each of the seven members of House Kendo had a peculiar alias (Rainforest, Astronomy, Hover, Pelican, Janitor, Brine, Special Victims Unit) and had a resume of trouble. Argent printed out all of this information and returned to the tower.

"Well, that was much easier than I thought it'd be." She said to Kole. "Um… what happened to Gnarck?"

"Don't ask." Kole replied. "Oh, they sent some luggage over. Unfortunately, it really belongs to 'Ozymandias the Wonder Wizard.'"

"Aargh!" Argent moaned.

Jacques and Ferris walked out of the toy store, having bought a chemistry set, and walked into Mal-Mart, where they purchased lots of needles, two pairs of swim goggles, a few gloves, and a few movies to pass the time.

Bushido had very little luck finding the blueprints for the Canadian capital building. Immediately suspicious, the Canadian police began interrogating him. Why do you want the blueprints? Do you want to plant a bomb? Start a fire? Are you part of an organization of terrorists? But the samurai had been trained well, and did not say a word. After hours and hours of the process, the police were forced to release him.

Bushido could not think of a way to possibly get the blueprints except to get them from the architect himself. He had no way of finding out who or where this person, was, though, and did not know how he could make him produce the blueprints without causing even more trouble. He walked through the city thinking about the situation. The Cabal…

He found himself next to a few suitcases and looked at them for a moment. One of them read Argent. He was about to grab it when he saw a tall, gaunt man with eerie eyes pass by. Just looking at the man creeped out even this most stoic samurai and sent shivers up his spine. After a few moments Bushido bent down to pick the suitcases up again but found, to his dismay, that a man dressed like a red wizard had picked them up and entered a taxi cab. Bushido shrugged and moved on.