~Couple Years Later~
"If anyone has information on Five-Face and his crew. Please call the number on the bottom of this screen..."
Tv buzzing with news around America as people mutter as they chug their drinks quickly. THe lights flickering as the Blood-red door opens loudly as a cloak figure walks in slowly. It looks around before walking towards the bartender. Everyone seems to quiet and watch the new guest.
"Welcome sir! What can I get you?" A boy about 18 leans against the bar. His head tilting to the side as he studies his new costumer. His neon-blue eyes glowing in the dim light as his smile turns into a smirk.
"I'm looking for some info about Five-Face. Know anything that can help me found him?" The cloak figure pulls the cloak tighter around himself.
That question wipe the smirk off of his face as everyone in the bar seems to glare at the person. He winces as he looks into the boy's eyes before pulling out something that was folded and old. Handing it to the boy before sitting down on a stool.
Grabbing it, the boy looks at his guest before opening it to show a photo of two men. THe tall one had golden heat hair with sky-blue eyes. HIs glasses seems to almost fall off his face as he hugs the other man in the photo. The one being hug was short with dirty blonde hair with emerald eyes. He had bushy eyebrows. Touch the photo lightly, the boy finally notice the guest's dull emerald eyes in the hood. Smiling sadly, he turns to one of his crew member, who shows everyone out before locking up and turning off the Open sign.
"So...Arthur...how have you been?" THe boy watches as Arthur lifts his hood off. "Nations have stop coming to this place since the new government started up."
"Don't mean to poke, but which one are you?" Arthur watches as the boy sits on top of the counter as he sighs heavily. "I only met Virginia before she was capture. She was sending SOS to Nations that would pay attention. Some of us thought they were jokes till..."
"Till you saw how he looks under this new government," the boy shrugs as he opens a bottle water. "He's miserable and hurting. Some of his people are being killed because they complain about having no freedoms." He laughs as he tilts his head back. "I'm surprised they haven't tried to figure out about us."
"You never answer my question," Arthur watches as the boy holds himself in a tight hug. "Are you okay?"
"Yes...no...maybe..." The boy looks into Arthur's eyes before frowning. "They're trying to destroy MT. Rushmore...people rebelling and attacking the guards...No!...Please don't shoot...Please don't destroy me"
THe boy grabs his head before shrieking in pain as tears slide down his cheek. Arthur grabs the boy in a hug tightly as he shakes from the violence. His bright eyes dimming as he stares into space.
"Shush puppet, it's okay...It'll be over soon." Arthur whispers in his ear. "I am calling an emergency meeting think you can get some states to be there?"
The boy nods as he gets up from the hug. He watches as Arthur leaves before pulling out his phone. Dialing a number quickly, he listens for a buzz before stating his code.
"Motherland has summon...I repeat Motherland has summon."