Authors Note: Hey everyone, once again, I do not own LoK in anyway possible, if I did I wouldn't be writing about it here now would I? To learn and read more about Johnathon, his team, or the Predatorian Empire, check out Mastermind123's story Nothing is true, Everything is Permitted, his rating has been changed so it would be a little bit harder to find but it is in my favorites, so have at it. Anyway's enjoy my chapter.

The Gala

The Gala event was top news all around the city. Citizens of Republic City were buzzing of the new task force that councilman Tarlock had created to counteract the Equalist uprising. Tenzin was frustrated. Having Tarlock gain such publicity made him worrisome that this was all just an act to gain power. However, seeing as the rest of the council had been siding with Tarlock's forceful attitude, rather then his peaceful one, made him have to choose between the emotions of jealously and patience. He was one of three children of Avatar Aang, his temper and emotions could be controlled and have been for as long as he could remember. The emotions of the a teenage, go-getter, avatar like Korra, took more effort to restrain.

Nonetheless, the night of the celebration of "peace" had finally come. The building was huge, it was the spotlight of the city and was heavily guarded. The people at the entrance of the building were just as bustling as the people on the inside. However, security was tight. Not everyone was going to have a good time.

Velvet restriction ropes blocked off side entrances to private VIP visitors only, just as heavily guarded as the front. People would do just about anything to get in. It was a pretty obvious that people would steal identities to get in, that's why you needed to be on the invitation list as well as having the invite card in hand. Photographers and news reporters argued with the security to get in, saying that it was of the up most importance to get the news of the task force.

There had been plenty of them on the inside and Tarlock had specifically ordered not to let any more in. The news was just as big as the arrival of Avatar Korra and it would a large pay raise for any reporter to get the scoop of the new Anti-Equalist task force.

A long red carpet led down from the stairs into the sidewalk, where long stylish limousine-like satomobiles would pull up and let out those who were important enough to arrive at the party.

We had ours scheduled to arrive at the coffee shop. I had offered to have the limousine to stop for us there, just because it would've been weird to have him pull up next to an abandon compound and get suspicious. The paranoia I had was merely for security reasons. After informing everybody else about this, they seemed to agreed. I was exited, finally a normal night where I could have fun with everybody. Drink a few drinks, maybe gamble a bit, and have a nice time with Kya.

The driver had arrive 23 minutes late due to high traffic in the area. The streets had also been wet from the night before and he claimed he didn't want to loose control of the vehicle. The short, black haired man seemed really nervous of our thoughts and feelings of him. It was like a giant bonus for his pay if he had drove us to the Gala Event without complaint. However we didn't notice much of the delayed time. We just had a good time talking on the curb and by the time he pulled up, we had noticed the time. We were a little irritated but nothing that could ruin such a night like this. Johnathon and Avatar Korra were obviously together. Shana, the female who had knocked me out the first time I had actually met Porter, was there. Dayton Bagg, one of Porter's elite commando's, and a man by the name of Imnosta. Edward, Johnathon's twin brother who had finally introduced himself to me after the ackward first meeting had also accompanied Johnathon to the Gala Event.

Usually events such as The Gala, had limited special guests. However on behalf of the council and with special permission of Tarlock, he allowed avatar Korra to invite anyone who she deemed helpful to the special task force, even though she hadn't yet agreed to join the special fighting team.

Our long satomobile was luxurious. Black leather seating all around, except for the sides. Multiple rooms that held up to four people, Korra, Johnathon, Kya, and I had been in one. While Dayton, Edward, Shana, and Imnosta had been in another part of the satomobile. A bottle of champagne and a few wine glasses, had been freshly cleaned and ready for anyone who wanted to start the party, even before getting there. Compliments of Hiroshi Sato, head of Future Industries.

Cracking jokes and taking a few sips of the champagne, we already knew tonight was going to be a fun one.

"I got to say, going to a party without having to worry about all this revolution nonsense, and constant war with whoever, is amazing, glad we can relax." I said, taking another sip.

Johnathon raised his glass towards me and nodded, although the look in his eye seemed dull. As if he had been off edge about something. He took a slow sip and lowered his arm. We all had our fancy clothes, Johnathon had worn a black suit, white undershirt, and a red tie. Korra wore a fancy water bending dress, and Kya wore something somewhat similar except hers was a little more formal. I had my outfit that I bought from Anto's apparel.

The window behind Johnathon and Korra rolled down, revealing Dayton and the other two others sitting in the other section of the satomobile. They all been wearing formal clothing but I wouldn't doubt for a second that they hadn't had some sort of weapon on them, like me and my KA-BAR combat knife.

"I wouldn't get to comfy Khai, these operations never go according to plan. This isn't all fun and games, we're here on business to." Dayton relied.

I shrugged. I finished off my glass of champagne and set down the glass.

"Maybe you should ease up on the drinking Khai, hell, we haven't even arrived at the party." Johnathon said.

Even though I had only drank one glass, it felt like two or three. Maybe it was, I couldn't think straight. All I wanted to do was have a good time with Kya and for once just forget about my past.

"Yea man, there bound to be a lot more good types of wine there. Don't go filling up on this crap." Dayton said.

"I thought it was pretty good." I laughed, adding in a hiccup at the end.

Everyone laughed, and that was mainly our tone during our ride to the party. Imnosta had been on the far side of Dayton and had been shifting uncomfortably, as if trying to get away from Shana.

One person who I had been concerned with was Johnathon. He seemed quieter then usual and I was almost certain he would love to have more then half a glass of that champagne. I had assumed it had to do with Tarlock's political grasp on Korra, seeing at it was his main motive for the party.
I tried to whisper, but still we had been to close to actually get privacy to one another.

"Hey. John." I whispered.

He looked up at me but so did Kya and Korra, who's conversation with one another seemed to be cut short, when the words had come out of my mouth. Dayton had also began to turn his head, while Imnosta was trying to get away from Shana who had been casually siting there and looking at him with confusion.

"Uh, never mind. It's nothing." I said.

Korra and Kya shrugged and went back to talking to one another while, Johnathon had stopped looking at me. He had been motioning his hand to get me attention. It took me awhile but after a few aggressive movements of his hand, I finally caught on.

Johnathon's hand had pressed against his suit, revealing a distinct outline of the gun that he had concealed. He sent a glare my way and I immediately knew what he was talking about. I patted my suit in acknowledgment, signalling that I had my concealed weapon at the ready. Johnathon cracked a grin and nodded in agreement.

Just then, the driver's window rolled down, revealing a skinny man wearing a penguin suit.

"Sir, we have arrived." The man said, addressing Porter.

"Show time."

The Arrival

The doors to the long satomobile had been opened by two greeters, both wearing the same fancy tuxedo's as the driver. The vehicle was immediately assaulted by flashes, as camera after camera had gone off. People clapped at the appearance of Avatar Korra, and she waved back. Reporters pushed and shoved just to get a glimpse of her, resulting in fights which were quickly ended by the metal bending security force.

Johnathon was just about ready to exit when I had stopped him, finally getting some privacy as the rest of the team had stepped out.

"Hey. You all right man?" I asked.

"Yea, I'm fine."

Something about the way he said his answer felt wrong. He was off tonight, something that I hadn't expected from him. I had assumed in was because of Tarlock taking Korra away from him for his selfish political purposes.

"Hey look man, if this is about Korra, relax. Tarlock's probably not going to show, on account he'll probably be to busy talking to the press. He'll be bragging so much, he'll forget that the party even started. As for Korra, yea she'll get a few pictures here and there but it's not like she'll be completely blinded by the press." I assured him.

Johnathon nodded and we both exited the luxurious satomobile. Immediately we were faced with a building, illuminating in light. It lit up the whole night time sky and for the rest of the night, it would be the chandelier of the city. Handing down from each corners of the building we two huge banners with Avatar Korra in the middle. Johnathon and I locked grieving eyes, and I shrugged.

"Not going to be about Korra, huh Khai?"

"It was the champagne talking, sorry."

We walked on finally reaching another ridiculously dressed man in heavy metal armor but at the same time wearing a tie. Something that said, "Welcome to the party but if you fuck up, we'll kill you", Sort of thing.

"Avatar Korra, lovely to see you, you look radiant as ever." He said.

"Thank you, these are my friends who will be accompanying me." Korra said.

The guard sized up Johnathon and his squad, sending them and dark glance, that everyone seem to catch onto.

"Certainly, an ally of the Avatar's is an ally of mine." He said.

He unhooked the velvet rope, and we slowly walked on by, admiring the decorations and to focused on the building rather then where we were going. Kya and I were in the back, slowly making our way to the front. I could here other guests complaining to the guards about getting in.

"I'm sorry sir, the Zhao's have already arrived." The guard said.

"Impossible! I'm Ming Zhao, how could I have arrived when I'm standing right here!"

"I'm sorry sir but I'm going to have to ask you to leave."

"No! It's not fair, I'm right here! Do you know how much, I payed for entry here? How much time it took?" The man's face was bright red.

"Sir, leave or I'll arrest you for failure to comply with an officer."

The man's face steamed in anger, stomping away in fury, he nearly tripped on the steps, which would have sent him into a puddle of old gutter water.

At that point I had lost interest in the argument and it was my turn to pass the guard. I hadn't even recognized the guard at first, as I had only met him once but heard his voice many times. When his clipboard hit my chest, that's when I really paid attention, when our eyes locked, our anger became one and his was all in his face. His eyes were boiling red and his vein could be seen, bulging through his forehead. I didn't have to hear his voice to know he was angry.

"You!" He shouted.

Unlike him I restrained my anger. Knowing Kya was here, I didn't want to risk ruining this night for her.

"Nice to see you again to. I'm guessing that tie is a clip on?" I said sarcastically.

The others stopped and turned to see what was going on.

"It's precautionary, and your kind isn't allowed here! Get out!" He ordered.

Kya held my hand tighter. "Whoa hang on, what's this all about?" She asked.

"I'd like to know that to?" Korra said.

"I don't allow Equalist's into these political parties! And I damn well won't have him here, rotten Equalist."

"Ex" I corrected him. It only seemed to make him angrier.

The sound of "Equalist" made heads turn. However, the only thing they saw was a guard throwing a temper tantrum in the presence of the Avatar.

"Look he's fine he's with us." Johnathon said, coming to Korra's side.

She nodded in agreement. Another nearby guard approached.

"What's wrong sir?" He asked.

"Escort him out! I want no filthy Equalists at my party!" Our guard ordered.

"No wait! He's with us!" Korra demanded. The other guard was confused. Taking orders from his superior and following those of the Avatar was very confusing.

"I don't care if he's with Councilmen Tenzin, I want him out!"

"Actually sir, Councilmen Tenzin's already arrived with his family and he's awaiting the presence of Avatar Korra. We should just let him in, leave him to security." The other guard said.

With Korra waiting impatiently, being late would cause suspicion to Tenzin, having him to come out and personally escort them all in, making the guard look foolish.

"Fine. But he never leaves sight of security!" He demanded.

"Well actually sir, we're not authorized to do that."

We past them, I held Kya's hand tightly with a cocky grin on my face. Walking into the radiant grand hall, the sound of the arguing guard was suppressed by the sound of clapping. Less blinding photographers took pictures as Korra walked in. Johnathon had walked slower to get by my side.

"You seemed like you knew him?" He asked.

"Yea. It was Captain Sven. He's sort of celebrity." I replied.

"That same asshole who trash talked the Predatorian Empire?" Johnathon asked again.

"Yep. The very same. What do you think?" I asked.

I could see that the level of concern had increased on Johnathon's face. Kya's had also become concerned, however I'd try my best not to let it ruin her night.

"I think I'm going to need a strong drink."

We both laughed, considering the fact that there were multiple problems going on with us, I knew that they wouldn't be much of a problem tonight. Johnathon had noticed that Korra had already gone off to talk to Tarlock and Tenzin.

"Try not to kill him?" I asked.

"No, my clothes are to expensive to damage. But don't hold me to that." He replied.

Johnathon walked off in her direction, as the rest of his team wandered off in different directions. The grand hall was filled with high ranking officials and members of the council. The best part was that it seemed that nobody recognized me. Feels like I was officially starting over, a new life. Kya wrapped her arm around mine and squeezed her hand.

"Come on, lets go dance!"

Dancing

I hadn't danced in such a long time. As Kya elegantly moved to the correct rhythms of the soft music, I occasionally found myself stomping around her feet, trying to get the steps. She would occasionally laugh at my frustration but I would catch on quickly.

"Look who caught on." Kya said smiling.

I couldn't help but laugh.

"I can't help it! I swear I have two left feet!" I said laughing.

Kya grabbed my hands and demonstrated the technique. After failing miserably the first time, the second was a little bit better. Soon enough I had it down. Or at least the first part. There were about a dozen dancers, all elegantly moving in the room next to the grand hall. Our feet swept and moved, without a problem. It was a formal dance, that was pretty common in Republic City, however I wasn't really much for dancing. My hands had been on Kya's hips and her hands on my shoulders, moving back and forth to the music. Johnathon and Korra had been dancing together, as was Edward and Shana.

"How come you never came to any of the colleges dances? Your really talented." She said.

"My dad would never let me go, plus being an Equalist there, it didn't really make sense going." I replied.

"But Ruan went all the time and he's an Equalist. People never seemed to bother him."

"Yea well, I'm not sure Ruan knew he's an Equalist, he's not really all there at some times."

We both laughed but agreed. Ruan was a fun person to be around but to have the reputation of being the son of a great detective made him on edge. He was constantly looked up to by his fathers associates. He never really knew how to act around them, causing his short while fame to decline. One of his personal reasons he liked the idea to relocate.

"Well, the dances there would have been a lot more fun if we got to know each other better there." She said.

"I mist out, big time." I relied.

She smiled as she pulled me in. Our lips brushed together and just then, I really felt guilty about not going to the college dances.

The Announcement

Dinner was delayed due to the major press conference of Tarlock and Korra and ran into. They walked from the top of the grand staircase, halfway down where they were met with anxious reporters. Immediately hit with flash of camera's and the reporters scrambled to get their papers and pens out.

Johnathon was busy gambling with Imnosta. His major winnings in blackjack and other various games had made him forget about his trouble, whatever they truly were. Edward and Shana were at the bar, talking and taking in the expensive alcohol. The excitement had alerted nearly everyone. Johnathon and everyone were standing right below the row of reporters. Kya and I were further back but far enough to hear everything.

"Avatar Korra, you witnessed Amon taking away bending at first hand. How much of a threat does he pose to the citizens of Republic City?" A reporter asked.

"I think, he presents a real problem." She said nervously.

Johnathon caught on to Tarlock's grin, he knew exactly what he was doing.

"Then why have you refused to join Tarlock's task force? As the Avatar, shouldn't you be going after Amon?" A second reporter asked, raising his pen.

Korra tried to answer but couldn't fit the words together. She stuttered, which resulted in the second reporter to interrupt her.

"Then why are you backing away from his fight?" His insult of cowardice seen to draw out a slight angered side of Korra.

"What? No, I've never back away from anything in my life!"

More reporters began to jump in, not even giving her time to answer.

"You promised to serve this city, are you going back on your promise now?"

"Do you think Pro Bending is more important then fighting a revolution?"

"How do you think Avatar Aang would have handled this?"

"Are you afraid of Amon?"

The last question was like a spark to blasting jelly. Her face was red with anger and embarrassment. While Tarlock stood in the background, loving every second of her pressure.

"I'm not afraid of anyone! If the city needs me, then I'll join Tarlock's task force."

Tarlock walked up behind her, putting his arm around her shoulder.

"And that's your headline folks!" Her announced.

After a few more camera shots, the room cleared. People made for the dining room, in the east wing of the building. Kya and I looked at each other with the same amount of disgust for Tarlock. My view of Porter was blocked, to many people moving had reduced my vision.

"Quiet an announcement, I'm surprised he didn't hold a knife to her throat as she agreed to the task force." I said.

"Seriously, was a jerk!" Kya replied.

The whole room began to clear, after another host had announced dinner.

"You hungry?" I asked.

"Famished!"

Dinner

The dining room was filled. Packed in fact, waiters had to maneuver through without even noticing one another, to increase their professional status.

Large, silver platters carrying pounds of food, were placed on individual tables. The room was filled with smells. Pork, dumplings, steak, and the smell of cooked fish filled each table. Each table had a complimentary glasses of red or white wine on them, followed by the bottle themselves. A candle, placed in the middle of a crystal lantern made the tables illuminate a tiny white light.

"Khai this is amazing! Thank you so much for inviting me." Kya said.

"Hey, I wanted to spend time with you, how about a five star party?" I said.

Kya chuckled, taking a bit of her red wine into her system.

"I must admit, I hadn't been expecting this at all. It was nice of Johnathon to invite you."

On queue, a waiter walked up, carrying a bottle of a famous, imported alcohol. Very rare in Republic City.

"Excuse me sir, this bottle was complimentary of that gentleman over there wearing the red tie." The waiter said.

"Who?"

After placing the bottle down, he pointed over my should. I turned around to see Johnathon raising a glass of wine to me, with Korra holding in her laughter in the back round. I turned back around and saw that he had placed a tag on the imported alcohol that read - you know what to do, from Johnathon. A little arrow was drawn onto the tag and pointed in Kya's direction. After a few seconds of trying to dissolve the alcohol in my system already, I figured out the arrow was directed to Kya.

I shook my head in disbelief and couldn't help but laugh.

"What does it say Khai?" Kya asked.

"It says, uh. With hugs and Kisses, love Porter." I said blankly.

She gave me a strange look and could already tell that I was lying. She looked over my shoulder to see Johnathon and Korra talking to one another, not even noticing the reaction. A waiter had gotten Kya's attention and gave her a full list of the meals served tonight, including the specials. It gave me enough time to put the bottle down, close to the edge of the table. I tugged on the edge of my silky tablecloth, causing the imported alcohol to fall and crash to the ground. Heads seem to turn in my direction, including Porters. Wine had splashed upward onto my suit and glass shot outwards.

"Terribly sorry sir, I must've set that bottle to close to the edge." Said the nearby waiter.

"It's fine, I bet it wasn't any good anyway." I said plainly.

I turned towards Johnathon who gave me a what-the-fuck look and I responded with a cocky grin.

"Oh Khai your suit." Kya said alarmed at the stain which seemed to be darker then my suit. It had stood out.

"Sir if I may, there is a cleaning room right down the hall, it will work that stain out." The waiter recommended.

"Thank you. Kya, If you'll excuse me, I'll be right back."

"Want me to order for you?" Kya asked.

"Sure, anything sounds great! Just don't take any more "compliments" from Johnathon or Korra." I announced sarcastically.

The Courtyard

When the waiter said, "right down the hall" I'd thought he meant right down the hall, not "go outside and get lost."

The courtyard was the one area in the middle of the building which had a luxurious garden, that was tended to every day. Usually only certain people could pass through here, only for the safety for the flower. However, for a special occasion such as this, it was open to the public. Right now, I was the only one here. A large willow tree was in the middle, it's branches hanging low around everything which made courtyard more, elegant.

I walked around the tree, only to find myself walking around in circles. The air was still and it wasn't long until a cool breeze swept through. The sky was still, the stars dimming but they were there. The temperature had a drastic change when you had passed by, from room temperature to a sudden cold.

This shouldn't be that hard to find a bathroom, I thought, still confused on its whereabouts.

It was stereotypical for a guy to get lost and hate to ask for directions but this was ridiculous. A quiet night, followed by footsteps. My head turned but the footsteps location was off due to the echo this courtyard had produced. It seemed to be coming from all directions but by the pattern of his steps, I could tell there was one. Unless he was walking obnoxiously slow.

"Nice night, I hope your enjoying the party." The voice said.

It was a male voice, one that I had heard before but not to often. Was it friendly or a foe? This place was locked down tight so I couldn't imagine anything big to go down tonight.

"Yes, yes I am. How about you?" I replied calmly.

The footsteps started again, this time I knew exactly where he was. Emerging from the shadows, behind a statue of the blue spirit, was a man dressed in a black pinstriped suit, and a red tie. He didn't bother to hide himself under a mask because I knew exactly who he was, and I didn't want to risk being attack out of sheer blindness. I charged him.

Drawing my KA-BAR from under my suit, hidden in an inside pocket, I slammed the man into the statue. He put up no effort to defend himself but only let out a slight grunting noise. The blade had been placed uncomfortably at his throat, causing a tiny trickle of blood to fall down onto his tie.

"It's nice to see you again to Khai." The man said, clearing his throat.

"Shut up! Where is he? Where is Bo? Don't you dare play games with me if you know whats good for you!" I threatened.

The man known as Arann had only smiled. Knowing that he was my brothers best friend, since the start of his Equalist career, I knew he'd wouldn't be alone.

"Relax Khai, there's one here but me." Arann said.

I wasn't going to accept that as an answer, my blade held firmly against his throat. I could feel my face getting hot with fear and anger.

"I'm going to give you a chance to answer my questions. If you refuse, you wont have to worry about your tie being the only thing that's stained!" I told him.

Arann could hear the anger in my voice, yet his words remained at the same tone.

"Fine with me, that's why I was here." Arann said.

"Shut up! That can be your first order. Second, if you even think about moving your hands, you can rest assured that I will kill you! Third, why are you here and is there anyone else with you?"

I knew there was a good chance he would lie to me, so was cautions, always checking over my shoulder.

"It's just me Khai. You have to chill out, man."

I pushed the blade harder against his throat. "I don't want these "friendly remarks" dammit. Just give me answers!" I barked.

"Fine, it's only me and I came here to help you. Sheesh, your at a party, cant you just have fun."

"I was enjoying myself, before you came along. As for the "your helping me" thing, your so full of bullshit."

At any point of a sort of interrogation, you have the slightest paranoia that they are telling the truth. Right now my gut told me he was.

"Really? Don't you remember? I healed you from fighting with Jun at the Equalist compound, first time we met. I also helped you escaped, wasn't the luxurious way of freedom but it was freedom." Arann said.

I lightened up on the blade, he was right. He had healed me, even though it involved that damned drug. He had helped me escape even though it was through the horrid sewers. Mind mind was at war with itself, I couldn't make up my opinion about him.

I eased up more, I stepped back to give him some breathing room but the combat knife was still out. Stained with a slight trickle of blood. Arann to his time to wipe the blood from his neck, only leaving behind a smeared crimson stain.

"Why are you helping me?" I asked. I had also eased up on my tone.

"To warn you. Everything is going to happen so quickly, you won;t have time to react. Everybody's mobilizing Khai, and you won't see it coming."

My heart pounded harder. I didn't like showing fear but it was written all over my face.

"Who coming? Who's mobilizing?"

"Everybody! The Pride, the Equalists, the war. Your father and your brother, you can't escape this." He said. Arann's tension seem to make its way into his words.

My heart sank deep into my chest. I didn't know what to believe now, I didn't want to believe it but I knew deep inside me that it was true. A cold darkness, seemed to take place in my stomach. My death was coming, and I knew I wouldn't be able to survive by myself. I needed help.

"Your brother. My friend."

"What about him?" I asked plainly. My voice had turned from a hostile anger, to a neutral dull.

I couldn't even begin to process the amount of pain and fear I was holding back. I didn't want it. What was the purpose of it? To make us feel this way? Bullshit, there was no need for all of this.

"Don't hate him. It isn't his fault, he's not himself." Arann said.

"He tried to kill me, he wanted me to embrace hatred for it's feel and power, he's ruined my life by killing others, leaving me to fill that position of guilt. What fucking make you think, I'd let him live for that!?"

"There a much worse people in this world. Your brother is one of the bravest people I've ever met. There was a reason he didn't kill you during our brief meeting. The ability to watch me heal you, took much out of him. He's a bomb waiting to go off, with only himself being the casualty, he doesn't want that, yet his body can't resist. It's hard to explain but you can't live this way, or you'll end up like many, many others." Arann said.

My breathing began to get deeper and heavier, my whole body was at war with itself. Death was coming for me and I needed to get everyone out. Kya, Ruan, there actions shouldn't be blamed for my association.

"They have sent death squads after you, do what you have to do to survive but when it comes time you face your brother, show a little mercy because the outcome has already been set. Good luck Khai and enjoy the party." Arann finished.

He reached in his suit, pulling out a gas canister and tossed it casually in front of him. I would have gone after him but after hearing what he had to say, I couldn't. A light explosion followed by an alarming speed of green gas filled the air. I put my sleeve over my mouth, trying not to ingest the noxious gas. There was no escaping it. In seconds it had covered more then half of the courtyard and soon it would attract more attention.

I cough a bit, gagging for air, it didn't seem to stop. My eyes watered but for only a short period of time, it wasn't as toxic as war gas but still annoying to fight. Only used for escapes and Arann had used that purpose. He was nowhere in sight, no footsteps could be heard nor himself coughing, which had been unusual because he had not been wearing a gas mask, as other Equalists have.

As the gas cleared, so did my airways. I could breathe, allowing me to visually see that nothing had changed but his disappearance. My weapon was still with me but I wish it hadn't been.

"Khai?"

I turned around to see a frightened Kya, horrified to see my combat knife had been drawn. She hadn't even known I had one on me.

"What's going on, whats with the knife?" She asked, a little frustration had fused into her voice.

I tucked in my blade, still choking on my sentences, I didn't know what to say or rather what I didn't want to say but she needed to know.

"Kya. We have to leave, now!"