A/N: Yay! Another update! *Crickets* H-hello? Fans? *Panics* AHH! It's been to long! *Falls to knees* They all left me! *Sobs* Well... I guess here is another chapter...

Chapter Seven

Rorschach's POV

It had been a day since Blossom burst through the door, looking very angry, and ran to her father. "Someone must have hacked the system!" She had cried, but the anger on her face had not reflected in her voice. Instead she had sounded like she was trying to keep herself calm, but the strain was in her voice so it had a sort of squeak to it.

I had kept a straight face, not really caring that she looked close to hysteria, woman were suspicious and mostly evil creatures. Not to mention I couldn't think about anything but how a girl her age shouldn't have fallen to wearing such a low outfit. It covered everything, but the way it was cropped… I just don't like it.

Daniel had reacted quickly, his attention entirely focused on his daughter, and off of the current conversation on how to track where the call had been made from. The technology here was new, but not something I couldn't learn.

Now, Daniel, Blossom, Lori, and I were all in the call room, checking up on the system and tracing the call. It was Lori's fault, she was taking over for a person in the room and she knew nothing about the technology. She, however, hadn't said anything about it; she just stared at the screen, her face blank and looking a little too suspicious.

"Something wrong?" I asked, her long hair had been dyed multiple times and was thinner but, she still had her flawless skin and striking eyes that glared poisonous daggers at me. I returned the look.

"Nothing is wrong, Rorschach, don't ask me stupid questions." She left in a huff and that made me even more suspicious. I was knocked out her way by her shoulder roughly connecting with mine and I glared harder at her retreating figure while Blossom and Daniel stopped discussing things and watched her leave.

"Ah… Sorry Rorschach, she isn't angry at you, she is just…" Daniel shook his white and even balder head, "I'll go talk to her."

"Hurm," I grumbled, angered that I had been touched by a whore such as Lori. I don't really know why, but she really pissed me off. Maybe it was how fast she had changed from Jon to Daniel? Yeah, that probably had to be it. It had, after all, made the name 'Whore' seem appropriate for him to think of her as.

Daniel left, making Blossom and I the only ones left in the room. I fiddled with my gloves, not liking that I was left alone with her. She annoyed me already and I was pretty positive she would annoy me farther now that we were alone. Instead I locked myself in thought and was stirred out of it when an eraser collided with forehead.

I let out a low growl and glared at her, "what was that for?" I asked in slight anger, I was more annoyed with the childishly stupid act than angered by it, besides, she was just 15. Still just a kid.

"Dad told me you don't like to be touched, especially by my gender, so, I did what I thought would get me out of breaking my hand over trying to get your attention. Sorry, I just didn't feel like breaking anything and the eraser was the closest thing to me." She explained in a monotone voice, arms crossed, leaning against the desk holding the computers. Her eyes were serious, something I hadn't expected due to our first encounter.

My glare stayed. "What?" I asked, she knew it meant for her to ask her question.

"How do you do it?" She asked, her eyes holding a slight curiosity while her head tilted a little, a frown on her face.

Confused I asked, "Do what?"

"Stay calm. You haven't freaked out once, how long were you hear before I about killed you with my failure in skateboarding?" She asked; a slight humor in her voice as she mocked herself.

"Not long." I answered vaguely, deciding to lean against the wall and put my foot up while also crossing my arms. "Why?"

"I'm sure I would be freaking out, or, even worse, cowering in a corner. Though I may seem like a weird kind of cool person," she pushed her forefingers together and looked down, away from my face. "I'm actually quite the hermit." She glanced up at me than back down at the ground, biting her lower lip. "What about you? I can tell you don't like talking and I know you are probably glaring at me or spacing out because you hate my gender, but, just because I feel like asking, who are you?"

She was smart, thinking about how I may have reacted to her speaking, but, in all honesty, I was curious to see what an offspring of Daniel would be like. So I had listened and tried to ignore the fact she was a girl. Her question, though, had startled me, 'who are you?' That was a hard question, there was a deeper meaning to her words than just my name, it was more of what than whom.

Her question had me thinking and before I could come to a conclusion she clicked her mouth together, her once curious eyes hinting slight disappointment. "So you spaced out, alright, never mind. Sorry to have bothered you." She looked kind of angry and I watched her walk past me with quick steps, as if she was hurt. Well, that would be hard to explain to Daniel.

I quickly said the one word that I believe described me. "Vengeful," I answered as she opened the door. A small smile formed on her face and I looked away, wondering what made her so happy. She still left the room and so I was in there by myself, having nothing better to do, I sat on the floor, my arm resting on my leg as I toyed with the hem of my coat with my other hand.

A little while later, Daniel entered again. "Sorry, where did Blossom go?"

I shrugged, standing up. It's not that I would be taller, but just because I don't want to feel too much like an ant. Not only that, but because I knew that my resting time was over. Daniel looked worried and was staring at the wall in annoyance. I decided to speak up, "Lori?"

Without looking at me, he said, "she's fine. She is just angry she sent her own daughter into a trap."

I narrowed my eyes, not really believing what Lori said, but before he could voice his opinion, the computer started beeping and Daniel jumped to it, pressing random buttons. I silently walked up next to him and read the words on the screen.

Trace Completed

The computer repeated the words and showed up a picture of the place where the call had been made. Daniel and I stared at the worn building shown in the picture provided from the screen, the address in bolded letters under it.

"Rorschach, you ready to go out?" Daniel asked, not really wanting an answer as he headed from the computer to a closest I suspected had technical equipment in it, only for Daniel to open it and click a button, making a rail holding his uniform fly out.

I felt a smirk crawl onto my lips and let it stay there. "Ready." I stated, fixing my gloves and following Daniel out of the room, down the stairs, into the room under the stairs and up into Archie. We ignored the looks for his works, they still made me mildly uneasy, and the way Daniel was running things made it better for spies to get important data. But I pushed that out of my mind.

Daniel gave a small laugh as he turned Archie on, buckling in. "It feels good to be back." I just nodded.

A/N: Okay, so, seeing as I have a day full of surgery tomorrow... *Glances at the clock* Okay, later today, I will update this right now. Now, mind you, there might be errors. But, anyway, did you guys know that my family has only died from two things? Cancer and accidents. That. Is. It! I will either die from Cancer or an accident from someone else! Least I know how I'm leaving this world...Anyway, question of the chapter!

Question: The hardest question I can fathom as of this moment is... In which order would you place these people, one being non-evil and four being super-evil; Hitler, Darth Vader, Kim Jong-il/-un, or Obito Uchiha?

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