Black Land Rovers made their way into the town. One after the other they came from every direction, filling every road. Those watching this strange occurrence counted four cars in each line from all three roads into town. They seemed to drive in formation as they neared the centre of town, circling it like vultures. Several cars stopped while the others continued in their patterns, spiralling outwards, stopping in relays. Everything seemed to pause when they had all stopped. Nothing seemed to move in the town as each one turned off its engine. Silence fell where the roar of engines had ceased. Not even the little Terrier lying underneath a bush staring at the cars in wonder seemed to want to disturb it. He remained still even as the doors of the cars began to open slowly, completely synchronised in their timing. There seemed to be a pause again when all four doors of every vehicle had been opened.

It was there that the slowness of their movements ended.

Four men spilled out from each car. Each man wore a uniform. Each man was carrying a weapon. Those men on the outermost reaches of town seemed to spread themselves out, forming a boundary, surrounding that area. Those in the middle reaches did the same. They seemed to create a formidable wall that ran all the way around the town, blocking anything that dared cross its path.

Of the sixteen men left came the greatest task. They paired themselves off with a precision that seemed to have been pre planned. Each pair knew what they had to do, those watching could tell that. Five pairs ran to every house in town, the air filled with the sound of booted footfalls and the hammering of gloved fists on doors. Doors opened and questions were asked by those disturbed from their rest and activities but no words from the men were spoken except a request that they be followed to the Town Hall where a meeting was soon to take place. No one refused.

They didn't feel like they had a choice.

The three remaining pairs climbed the ladders of the three airships filling the sky above the town with a startling speed that showed strength and fitness possessed only of heroes.

But these weren't heroes, none of them were. The organisation with which they carried out their tasks was almost military in its precision, in the way they dressed and moved. They were something else. Everyone pulled from their houses knew that they would soon find out.

One person from each pair entered each airship, the remaining man stayed on the ladder. Only seconds passed before they climbed down again, allowing those leaving the airships to make their way down to the ground. There seemed to be no objection. When each airship was cleared the second person of the pair climbed down the ladder and joined their partner on the ground. Then they too led the people they had come to fetch to the Town Hall.

When everyone had been gathered in the Town Hall the pairs separated, sixteen men with a new task to accomplish. Ten surrounded the Town Hall. Four more patrolled the town and checked in with the team leaders of the two groups of sixteen men holding down the town. Two men were left to search around to pick up anyone that may have been missed, people that may not have been in their houses. They split up, one taking one side of town the other heading for the other side.

While he was searching, one of the men heard a rustling sound nearby. He headed towards it, pausing only to radio his companion to tell him what he was doing. Creeping slowly he used his eyes to sweep everything in his line of sight. It was then that he saw it. Dropping down onto all fours he crawled towards the bush. He smiled when he saw the shining, wet nose sniffing the air and the tongue hanging out at the side of the mouth as the dog panted. Holding out a hand he spoke softly to the dog, it stuck its head out from under the bush and offered him a paw. Another smile tweaked the corner of his mouth as he took the paw and shook it. When the paw was dropped he reached into the bush and gently lifted the dog from underneath it, the dog didn't resist. He looked over the animal he knew to be someone's pet, it was healthy, and it had been well fed and looked to be very well looked after. Everything looked to be where it should be except for something that was missing. He blinked in surprise when he saw it to be a leg. Looking closely he could tell it hadn't always been that way but it was an old wound. Shaking off his surprise he carried the dog with him as he continued his search of his sector.

With everything secured and everyone in one place those men surrounding the perimeter of the town returned to their cars. Every engine was started and they drove away to a location they had predetermined as their base. It was there that they would stay until they were called back again. Meanwhile, the men surrounding the Town Hall began to patrol the town. They were searching for someone they hoped they wouldn't find.

No one in the Town Hall knew what was going on, no one except for the small group of men standing behind the pair of desks that normally served the purposes of the people that worked there. Those two people were just as in the dark as the people they lived with. One of them didn't want it to stay that way.

Clearing his throat, the Mayor walked towards the man he thought to be the leader in all of this. His approach was not ignored.

"Mr Mayor," The man began extending a hand, "My name is Elias. At the moment you don't need to know who we are or what we do, it's why we're here that you should concern yourself with at the moment."

The Mayor took the hand and shook it, "Why are you here?"

"We believe that someone has come to town that poses everyone great danger. I'm sure you're aware of the situation that occurred in Robbie's house. The man found dead was one my men. I had him posted here on Robyn's return from Toronto. His job was to keep an eye on things."

"To spy on us." Stingy jumped in.

Elias ignored her comment, "I posted him here for the safety of the town but mainly for Robyn."

Kit nodded, "Because of Cain. Because of what you found out in Toronto."

Several people in the room exchanged looks of surprise. As far as they had known Cain had died several years ago. None of them knew what he had been doing in Toronto.

"Yes," Elias replied, "Whoever removed his head sent out a very clear warning. I received intelligence from one of my teams out there last week that his head had been found in a fridge in the very same nightclub that you and Robyn had been held up in. The person responsible for placing his head there had left him with a note. We believe that this person is here."

"Do you know who he is?" Someone in the room asked.

"We don't know much about him. All we know for certain is that he has a penchant for taking people's heads off. He's strong, he knows what he's doing and he's serious about it. We're not sure if he knew Cain or whether he did anything with him. There has to be some connection somewhere but at this moment we don't know what that is."

"Perhaps I can explain."

Everyone turned around slowly at the sound of the voice they would never forget. It was a voice they had always hoped they would never hear again, a voice that sent a jolt of fear through all of them. They looked upon the owner of that voice in disbelief and wide eyed shock.

Lily smiled, "Don't all look so surprised. Robbie came back from the dead, why couldn't I?"

No one answered that question.

"I see that you weren't told about me being back. I've been back as long as Robbie. That explosion pulled both of us back, out of the two of us I was the worst for wear but that's what Hell does to you. You've been a very naughty girl, Robyn. I thought you would have told your friends, your family, but you didn't. You lied to them."

Everyone looked at Robyn, a mix of emotions upon their faces. They were all upset but none more so than Robbie.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked eyes brimming with tears.

"Come now, Robbie. It's like mother like daughter. That's not the only thing she hasn't told you." Lily's voice cut through the air like a knife.

"Lily," Kit warned, "Not here."

"And why not? Everyone's here. Everyone has a right to know what's going on. Why lie to them anymore? Why don't we let the one responsible do the talking?" Lily turned to Sportacus, "Brother, why don't you tell them what's been going on? Tell them what they have a right to know. Tell them your dirty little secret."

Sportacus' jaw was set. He wouldn't talk.

"If you won't tell them I will. Is that you want? Do you want me to tell them what you've been hiding from them all these years, your dirty little secret? I'm giving you a choice, Sportacus. Don't throw it away."

"Lily, I'm warning you." Kit jumped in again, his voice threatening.

"And what could you possibly do?" Lily responded her glare at full power, "You can't stop this. You're just as involved as anyone of us three. I'm tired of this. What's it going to be, Sportacus? You or me?"

Sportacus remained frozen, he was in the position he had most feared. There was no way out.

Lily's same old smile returned, "Very well then. Sportacus is Robyn's father."

Tremors of surprise ran through the group. No one had expected this. No one had ever dreamed that anything like this could have happened. Their hero had lied to them, betrayed them. Many turned their eyes to him, questioning him with gazes saddened by the truth.

Nine was the first to speak. His words cut Sportacus like a knife. "I always knew something had to have happened between you. Cain was your son too, wasn't he? You did it not once but twice. You lied to me, me and your mother. I'm ashamed of you." He turned to Lily, "And you, I never thought I would lay eyes on you again."

"And I hoped you'd be long dead and buried by now but life is full of disappointments isn't it? There's one shred of good news in all of this. There's someone I'd like you all to meet."

Lily walked over to the door of the Town Hall. She pulled it open and someone entered. This someone sent waves of anxiety through everyone gathered. They all knew this was the person they were to be protected from.

"This is Morgan. Say hello, Morgan."

Morgan glanced over the crowd with icy blue eyes that burned them all. He turned them upon a man he had met once before, a man that had been on the tip of death, a man that he had shown mercy to. A man he knew by the name, Sportacus.

"Hello, father." Morgan greeted with the slightest hint of a smile.

"Father?!" Kit exclaimed standing up, "How many kids do you have?"

Lily smiled once more, "Morgan is Robyn's twin. He's what I've been holding back all these years. Isn't he splendid? He'll destroy all of you, eventually, but for now I think we've done enough. Come along, Morgan, it's time to go home."

Turning away from his father, Morgan followed obediently. As they disappeared into the darkness they could hear Lily's laughter echoing long into the night.

She had won a powerful victory. All she had to do now was wait for her plans to fall into place all by themselves, something she knew wouldn't take long.