"I need a two by two piece up here!"

"Yo; got a need for a macaroni piece up 'ere!"

For every request for a brick, Emmet and Wyldstyle managed to get every brick needed; though while Wyldstyle managed to get the bricks up to the right level for the construction workers by parkour, Emmet caught a ride of rising levels of re-enforcement girders arriving up the building's heights.

After Emmet had come down from his last request for a brick, he heard someone from the top of one of the buildings under reconstruction shouting for him.

"Hey, Emmet! Why didn't we get a heads up 'bout a helicopter today?" shouted Gail the Construction Worker from the top of the tower, speaking down towards the ground with a megaphone.

Emmet turned his head up to look at Gail, before he turned to look at Wyldstyle with a slightly raised eyebrow. "Were we expecting a helicopter today?" he asked softly.

Wyldstyle shrugged her shoulders in reply, saying, "I don't think so; I thought that you weren't allowed helicopters in this area."

Emmet turned his head back to the skies; he could now hear the approaching sounds of a helicopter filling the skies about the buildings.

From apparently nowhere, though it looked as though it had come up from behind the buildings, a large helicopter came into Emmet's view; it was slightly larger than Emmet had first expected, though that was the least surprising thing that he thought about it.

The helicopter's colours were mostly dark blue, which covered the top half of the helicopter and down the tail of it, with the underside being silver, reflecting the sunlight that broke through the, strangely, overcast day.

The blades of the helicopter cut through the air as it moved over the buildings, the construction workers holding onto what they could for dear life as the winds picked up all of a sudden. Once it was clear of the buildings, the helicopter slowly started to descend; a small circle of dirt forming on the ground where it would soon land.

Emmet and Wyldstyle lifted their forearms up to cover their faces from the dirt that was kicked up from the quick-rotation helicopter blades; their hard hats coming off of their heads and were soon long gone.

The wheels of the helicopter eventually touched the ground, and the blades started to slow down slightly; one of the side panels of body slid open slowly, two men in black suits coming out of the helicopter first.

They were soon joined by a third figure that came out of the helicopter; though Emmet knew right away that this wasn't the pilot, since he didn't have any sort of communication helmet on. The only thing he had on his head was a set of sunglasses and an earpiece.

The figures soon began walking towards them; though there was something Emmet noticed about the figure that had come out third; there was a slight limp in his step, which came from his right leg. Though Emmet couldn't see anything wrong; all he saw on the legs of the figure was a set of black trousers.

Emmet approached the figures, with Wyldstyle quickly catching up to walk level with her boyfriend towards the newest figures; some of the construction workers had stopped what they were doing and decided to start watching for any exchange between the two groups.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? Can't you see that there is important reconstruction work going on here!" exclaimed Emmet; getting a surprised look from Wyldstyle.

She had never expected so much venom to be put into Emmet's words when he spoke; it was so…unlike him. 'He used to be so nice…now…' thought Wyldstyle, though she kept it to herself when she heard the response from the suit-wearing figures.

The middle figure slowly looked around to both sides of the construction site, before he turned back to look at Emmet and spoke.

"I thought we could have met again on better terms than that this, Emmet," said the middle figure; it was a voice of a figure that both Emmet and Wyldstyle knew very well.

Wyldstyle's eyes widened and she asked, "C…Chase?"

The figure slowly removed the sunglasses from his face, and it turned out Wyldstyle was right; it was Agent Chase, though without his Agent uniform that they had seen him in the last time they had crossed paths.

Emmet's eyes widened in surprise, and he rubbed the back of his neck nervously; now that he knew who he was talking to.

Though Chase didn't seem that bothered by suddenly being shouted at by Emmet; his face bore little emotion to it. He looked as though he had just seen something that no-one should have seen; or it could have been a look that someone wore when they saw a great change in someone they knew.

"I fear that certain events are moving against us, Emmet, Wyldstyle. I need you to come with me; quickly," said Chase, before he gestured for the other two figures escorting him to head back to the helicopter.

Emmet and Wyldstyle looked back at each other, before Wyldstyle said, "Well, one of us needs to stay here-"

"No, you both need to come with me. Now," said Agent Chase; an odd tone to his voice that didn't leave any room for the other two to argue with him.

Wyldstyle blinked a little in response; while she had known Chase a little better than Emmet knew him, she had never heard him use this tone at all. So she knew that this meant something important was happening.

"I'll send a few people to make sure that the construction goes smoothly," added Chase, his arms being held in front of him calmly; it was almost as though Chase could read their minds, like he knew what they were most concerned about.

"Alright, fine," said Emmet, though his tone did sound like one of grumbling. He then handed what bricks he had in his hand to the nearest construction worker and told him where to give those bricks to.

After he had done that, Emmet followed Wyldstyle as she followed Chase back towards the helicopter; they had to duck slightly as they neared the helicopter, as to avoid the rotating blades overhead.

As Emmet climbed into the helicopter, the door was slide shut by the figures that escorted Chase out from the outside, and more power was put into the helicopter blades above them and soon, the feeling of being lifted into the air soon came over the group in the helicopter.

After about five minutes, Wyldstyle, who too had noticed the slight limp in Chase's step when he walked towards them, finally asked, "Um…Chase? Is your leg OK? I noticed you limping…"

Chase glanced down at the leg in question, before he shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter right now; I've got to explain what the situation right now is…"

"Uh…if…whatever you need to tell us is this important, why are we the only ones you've tried to gather?" asked Emmet, folding his arms in front of his chest as he asked this question.

Chase paused for a short while, and Wyldstyle noticed that Chase had a few grey streaks on the side of his head, from his hair; she thought that he had been under a lot of stress recently, from whatever he was doing at his job.

But she didn't press the matter as Chase had begun speaking again.

"I thought about giving you a de-briefing before I gathered others that would be able to help us, but, since you have such a strong opinion against me doing so, I'll wait until we get to the others," said Chase, his tone flat and void of emotion.

With that, the helicopter became silent of words; the only noises filling the helicopter was the sound of the blades overhead as they moved away from Bricksburg.

And towards the location Chase was leading them to.

butterevaz: Don't worry, I'll try and get round to including your OC :)

Live How You Want To Live: Aw, thanks :3

edger230: Your welcome :) Don't worry, she'll play a bigger part later on...

Nf991 signing out. 'Til next time.