Chapter 2

"So why do you have to go to New York?"

Caleb Sparrow looked up from the newspaper he was reading to see the leader of the Order standing over him. The leader of the Order or as normal people know him as Edward Noseworth, was an average looking working man. He was middle aged, had graying brown hair, was of average height and weight, and was wearing a black suit that mad him look like he just came from an very important meeting. Though Nick knew he didn't and thought him nuts for wearing that suit out in this weather.

Even though Nick controlled fire and could fluxgate the heat around an area even he thought it was hot out. But then he needed to make it hot out so that he could keep "they" off of his back. As long as it was this hot out around the area "they" couldn't pinpoint him by his power.

Caleb watched as he sat across from him "Because I have to go meet up with wind, and we should also round up the other guardians and bring them to New York as well. We are going to need them."

"Why would I do that? It's bad enough that I'm sending you their. Caleb if you want the Orders help then you have to tell us what is going on. I mean we just can't gather you all up in one place. It would put you all in to much danger. You know that."

Caleb could only smirk at that. Caleb knew for a fact that was a lie. The reason they kept them all separated from one another was because the Order knew that if they were ever together the Order could no longer control them. Not that they had much luck with that right now, but if they were together there would be no hope at all in controlling them. And the Order would do what ever to make sure they didn't lose what control they had over them.

"Yeah, that's the reason. But you know I thought with them moving around New York that wind could use some help that's all."

At that Noseworth eyes grow wide. "What "they" are moving, like big time moving? Are they moving here?"

"Yes, in the bug time moving. If "they" weren't I wouldn't have called you now would I. And yes "they" are moving here but no more then usual, and no where as bad as in New York. So when do I leave, and I think you need to reconsider about not sending in the other guardians."

"Okay, okay. I have you on the first plain that leaves for New York tomorrow morning. I'll have wind there to pick you up at the airport along with my second in command. But I'm sure you and wind can handle "they" with out the others. I mean how long "they" could have been moving for a couple of days."

"Try two weeks or more. And when I say "they" are moving I mean in the we are all screwed kind of moving"

Noseworth looked at Caleb with complete shock on his face. "What do you mean two weeks or more in that kind of movement, and why are you just telling me this now."

"We both know why I don't come to see you and your little Order. So…"

"Caleb I think we need to get pass that. We didn't know he…"

"Stop, just stop their. How about I don't and how about you never bring that up or him up again. And fines don't send the others in and let's just hope Me and wind can handle them, and your second in command have better not be their of will get back on the plain and leave."

"Fine, he wont be their, and I will look into getting the other guardians their. But I will not promise any thing"

"Fine, that's just great. So in other words their will only be me and wind. Let's hope we are enough to stop them and not die in the process. This is going to be great, just great."

"Well with that attitude can you blame me? I mean I don't know why you hate us so much."

"Well it could be the fact that you try to control us, or what happened to us because of all of you."

"You have to understand that you and the other are the strongest guardians their have been since the first ever guardians. You and the others have to be looked over."

"That does not make up for what happened to us because of the order. Or that you and the Order see us as weapons to be used when you see fit. So will please just give me my plane ticket, so I can leave."

Noseworth want into his pocket in his suit jacket and pulled out a plane ticket. "Here it is."

"Thanks." With that Caleb took his plane ticket and left the café.