Chapter 2: Free Filler

(Wolf's P.O.V.)

I pulled my quad into its small little area, and as I jumped off, I saw Strike leaning over the railing on my porch. I stood up and pulled the blaster weapons from their locations, and I ran up the stairs. Strike looked at them with envy as he said, "You couldn't have taken me with you to shoot those?"

Grabbing the doorknob, I opened the door and placed them right inside next to the shoe rack and said, "Nope, you know why too…"

Strike started to walk down the stairs as I closed the door, and I quickly followed him, and entered his car as he said, "So you're sure you're fully functional and ready to do things by yourself again now?"

"I was sure as soon as I wasn't coughing up blood, but you guys were scared I was going to disappear again…" I said back.

"Hey, we were the ones with the babysitting duty… and we weren't enjoying ourselves most the time…" Strike said, even though he was smiling. I looked out the mirror, and towards the racing buildings. I sighed as I leaned further back into my seat, and closed my eyes.

"I wonder how it felt to drive the hover cars they had… and how they worked." I said when I reopened my eyes, a few minutes later. I sat up a little more when I saw we were approaching the diner.

Strike sighed as he looked in his rear view mirror, and he shifted into a lower gear. I looked in my side view mirror and saw a black sedan, and I asked, "What is the matter?"

He tossed his hand into the air as he huffed, "This guy has been riding on my bumper for the past mile… and I don't want to get in an accident when I don't have the money to fix my car."

"Then why don't you just let him pass?" I asked as I looked through the back of the car and towards the black tinted windows of the sedan. Strike decelerated even more, and then I felt his car turn slightly, and I looked forward and saw him pulling into a parking space. Turning back forward, I unbuckled my seat belt and opened the door as soon as the car had stopped moving…

(Sake's P.O.V.)

"Did you get that?" I nodded as I set the camera down and moved towards the back of the hollowed out sedan. I sat down near a computer terminal and logged into a network dedicated to my particular system of the government. I focused on the monitor as I began to type in info, unaware that I was starting to mumble to myself, "Wolf… click here… transfer… and search."

I watched as pictures began to rush down the screen, and I leaned back as Ed called from the driver seat, "We got audio, get on the headset and mark anything of importance… the targets voice is lighter, and his friend is nicknamed Strike…"

"Got it." I called out to him as I slid my chair over to another station in the sedan, and pulled a headset on and over my ears, and I grabbed a pen and paper and put it onto the small desk in front of me. I set the timer and recording selection on, and their voices started to play through my headset.

"…Just gotta understand me Strike, they were just like us, just more advanced…hold on…" Wolf said. I heard sound coming closer through the headset, and I looked over and saw Ed had come to the back as well, and was typing on the previous monitor I had occupied. I looked back down at the paper as I heard Strike saying something.

"Well ok… but what about them? We call ourselves humans… what are they?"

Wolf sighed as something clinked near him, "They call themselves Cerinians I believe… but I'm not to sure…" I glanced up and saw the timer read forty-five seconds, so I made a small dash on the paper before I wrote down, '0:43'.

"What about that one girl you fell in love with?" Wolf's friend said, with what sounded like a hint of amusement.

Wolf scoffed as something loud thudded against the table, he must've lowered his voice since the mic didn't pick up what he said next without difficulty, "Firstly, I didn't fall in love with anyone… secondly, you know her name, so use it."

"Well, if that was true, then why did you suddenly get so defensive about… what's her name… Krystal? The blue fox who you carry around in a locket with you constantly…" My eyes widened, and I quickly jotted down another note as I looked at the time, '1:26-1:40, Governors daughter mentioned.'

I took off the headset and set it down on the table, but I left the recorder on. I turned towards Ed and said, "There is enough information from what they talked about already, he is green for taking in…" It looked like Ed was about to protest, "He met the Governors daughter on Cerinia…"

Ed shut his mouth as he nodded, and he returned to typing on the computer. I leaned back as I brought my hands up and rubbed my tired eyes, "You're eventually going to get caught playing that game by someone stricter than I Ed…"

"Then why don't you play it…" Ed said.

I sighed as I stood up and walked over to him before kneeling down, "…Yeah, just like how you got Phil addicted to this… this…"

"It's called World of Warcraft." He said.

Making my way past him, I said, "still not interested, just be prepared to leave when our target does…"

…

(Wolf's P.O.V.)

I grabbed my blasters from the front door as I made my way past the living room, and up the stairs and to my room. When I opened my door, I stepped in, but it felt different than when I had left this morning. It… it feels like someone has been in here… and is it me, or does it look cleaner?

"Mom, were you in my room!?" I yelled out my open door. I set my blasters down on my bed and walked out into the hallway as my mom called back up from downstairs, "No one was in your room honey!"

But it sure feels like it…

I walked back into my room before I pushed it, letting it close as I walked further into my room, and took off my over shirt. I sighed loudly as I gripped a blaster and took it over to my dresser, and hid it underneath it. When I felt something cold brush over the top of my hand, I froze before I slowly grabbed it. The cold thing felt round and solid, and when I pulled, it fell lightly into my hand. Pulling my hand out from under my dresser, I saw it was silver, had a few indentions near it.

While I was looking at it, I heard a quiet, but audible to my ears, whirring noise. I turned around, and I saw a tiny reflection in the corner of my room, nearest to my door. Walking over, I reached up, and grabbed another small silver device. This time, it had a short of bulge in it, and I looked at the device closer, and came to the assumption it was a type of camera. I took it over and placed it next to my TV, Strike must've had Rocket put those in here while we went to the diner… sneaky little bugger…

Lying the devices down on my desk, I walked over to my desk, and placed a newspaper over them before setting my over shirt down on top of it. I shook my head as I went over, and laid down on my bed so I could go to sleep. It is WAY too early to go to sleep, but I don't want to be late on my first day back to school…

Closing my eyes, I let myself slowly drift off to sleep, so I wouldn't have to do nothing until ten at night to sleep…

A.N.: Oh GAWD! To think I used to write chapters this short!