Riley

I put my iPod in my ears and began listening to 'This is War' by 30 Seconds To Mars. I had to turn it up loud to actually hear it, but having earbuds in my ears even without music calmed me down. It was a comfort thing.

"Y'know, this reminds me of how I wanted to be a train driver when I was a kid." I said.

'To the right/To the left/We will fight/To the death!'

"You wanted to be a train driver?" Eva asked.

"Yeah. Nowadays I hate vehicles." I said, drawing both Kylie and Eva.

"Soul Resonance!" We all shouted, and smashed through the train car.

Luc

They woke me up and dragged me off to a room. I was sleepy, so I didn't fight back, but when I got sat at the dented, scratched, stainless-steel table, I really wished that I did fight back.

Especially when Maka walked in. I'd never met Maka before, of course, but Riley was the hero of our generation. Or, rather, that's what everyone wanted you to believe. You would believe it, too, because of all the magazines and shows talking about how awesome he was. Riley never cared about it though, being the jolly Irishman he was. Now, that seems random, but the hero of a generation's girlfriend gets plenty of time on the screen, too.

Maka wore her usual clothing, and sat across from me, glaring at me.

"Why are one of your eyes closed?" Maka asked.

"They took my eye-patch." I said, moving my single handcuffed hand (they couldn't fit handcuffs around the cast, so they handcuffed me to the chair.) They'd left the bandages on my burned hand, since I wasn't healed yet.

"You lost your eye?" Maka asked.

I nodded.

"Please, tell me, what's Riley doing?" Maka asked.

I looked at the one-sided glass, where Death Scythes were sure to be. "I appreciate what you're doing, but I plea the fifth."

"What?"

"I plea the fifth, avoiding self-incrimination."

Maka stood up angrily. "I don't care about laws! I care about Riley!"

I stayed sitting. "I don't even know where they are. I know you want to get to Riley, but we were moving at a fast pace, chasing Dr. Li."

"So you know nothing?"

"Apart that Dr. Li, who taught Xan, is the one who blew up Brazil, no."

Maka sat down heavily, covering her eyes from me.

"Maka, Riley will be okay. I feel it." I said. "Il ira bien."

"What's that mean?"

"It's French, my natural language. It means 'it will be okay."

Riley

I landed, with several guards in front of me. I slowly slid Eva and Kyle against each other, making a horrible sound as well as being theatrical.

The guards immediately attacked me. One swung a sword at me, and a blocked him with Eva, cutting his leg open with Kylie. Then, when he fell on the ground, I hit him with Eva's hilt, knocking him out.

Another tackled me, grabbing me around the neck. That might've hurt me more if the guy wasn't five-none. I immediately jumped back, crushing him underneath over six feet of Irish teenager. I quickly stood, and looked straight at a half-man, half-machine.

The machine tackled me, smashing me against a wall and pulling his fist back. His fist shot forward, and I managed to move left so that he wouldn't crack my skull with his fist.

Kylie

When Rye was pinned against the wall, I changed human and got behind the robot. Then, I jumped and grabbed it, putting it in a headlock. It immediately started trying to throw me off.

"Now!" I squealed.

Rye cut the robot's leg off, then, when I jumped off, impaled it. Then, he sat down.

"Girl power, huh?" Rye smiled.

"Aye." I mocked him.

Rye quickly gave me a hug, said 'thanks,' and we were off.