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(A/N: Back again! Sorry for the absence, but it's the fourth quarter: crunch time! Believe me Updates well come much more frequently in the summer. Also I've hit writer's block with my stories. I might need to stop writing for just a little while because now when I look at one of my chapters, my automatic reaction is to cringe like its homework. You see I made this work. I put myself on this schedule, I spend all of my free time on it, and it's not fun anymore. So I'm going to try and come at this differently from now on, and hopefully I'll get my drive back soon.

Storywriter2003: Thanks, that's exactly what I was going for. I was trying to give you a better idea on what Sidewinder really was.)

Chapter 22: Intermission

Back at the light house the team rested where ever they were able. Their exhaustion was at its peak, but the pain emanating from their bruises and sore muscles. Lars and Sadie leaned against each other on a recently purchased love seat, while Sour and Jenny did the same on the couch. Ron let out a hiss of pain as he let himself fall into his desk chair to eventually write his report. Lars let out a heavy sigh as his place a hand over his left eye.

"How?" he asked rhetorically. He had yet to come to terms with the fact that his brother was a sleeper agent. Sour had been fighting the same internal battle, but was less prone to talking to himself. A familiar wolf like creature popped up at Jenny's side.

"Are you okay? Do you need anything?" Lazarus asked with a twinge of concern in his voice. He had been worried sick when he saw his friend's conditions, and even more so after they explained to him what had happened. Jenny smiled weakly and scratched him between the ears.

"Nah I'm good, thanks Lazzy," Lazarus felt a small smile tug at his lips at the gesture. He had felt a lot better since he made friends with the team. His anxiety cleared up, he wasn't startled as easily, and he even started talking more. It felt weird to him, though. These people who had just saved him a few weeks ago, now acted as if they would fight and die for him. It was confusing, but oddly comforting. Looking to the sheet pale (opposite of pitch black) boy next to Jenny his smile faltered.

"What about you? You don't even look like you could walk on your own,"

"Eh, bashes like the one I took will always leave you a bit sore. I didn't break anything though," Just then there was a knock at the door. Buck who had taken the least damage of all of them rose from his spot against the wall, and opened the heavy wood door. You couldn't tell just by looking at him, but on the inside he was making a face of distain.

"May I come in?" Kalvin asked coolly, his sunglasses glinting with moonlight shining through the window. The rest of the team turned their heads at the familiar and unwanted voice. Buck knew that it wasn't a question.

"Yeah come in," The taller boy replied flatly as he stepped to the side as the African American man walked inside. Striding in a straight line to the coffee table in the center of the room, he sat a black brief case onto the wooden surface. Before he could open it though he looked or rather moved his head to face the wall. He immediately turned to the short wolf boy standing beside the couch. Lazarus felt a little nervous under the blind man's non-existent gaze.

"Ah Agate I presume. Nice to meet you; this well be over shortly," He said as he opened the case to reveal a screen with the same audio set up as before.

"Kalvin, you're late," Charlie stated mater-of-factly.

"Sorry sir," Charlie cleared his throat, and continued.

"Nice work ladies and gentleman, a unit of our own men wouldn't have been able to hold off that attack for as long as you did," Short videos of the fight them YAF had experienced replaced the audio screen. "You work so efficiently with each other," He commented as the video switched to another one. This video showed at least four gem mutants clawing at something on the ground until a black chain forced them off. Jenny ran into the shot quickly and offered a hand to the camera. Buck's jaw dropped as he felt the glasses still on his face where the camera had to have been. "You even worked well with sleeper agents that showed up half way through," The video changed to a first person view of a machete wielding man sprinting through gem mutants, and attacking a huge black skinned gem beast just in time to let a little boy ride away, before being sent flying. The team couldn't believe what they were seeing.

"Listen up you son of a bitch," A slightly high voice said angrily. Lars leaned forward and gritted his teeth. "You can use me however you want, odds are I would do it on my own anyway, but I won't just sit here and let you control my brother like some puppet. You got that?!" The red headed boy shouted. Charlie didn't try to talk before Sour Leaned on his thighs.

"Same here," he tried to shout, but found he couldn't. After a swath of silence Charlie spoke once more.

"Your brother was there?" He asked confusedly. Lars and Sour looked at each other.

"Yeah," Lars answered calmly. He must've been the one Charlie was talking to because he didn't correct him.

"Hm," The man said in contemplation.

"What?" Lars asked with aggravation clear in his voice.

"N-nothing" Charlie said quickly, too quickly. Sour felt something inside of him snap.

"I am so sick of your shit!" The last word accidently turned into an angry screech that broke the computer. A moment of silence passed before Charlies voice resounded from somewhere else in the room.

"Damn it, that was expensive!" The team looked around in confusion.

"What on earth?" Sadie mumbled. Kalvin pulled his phone put of his pocket and turned it towards the group.

"Look you guys get the idea. Just take a little time off to lick your wounds, okay? I'll have my guys handle things for a little while," And with that he hung up, leaving Kalvin to walk away, which he did without a word, and closing the door behind him. Everyone still present felt themselves relax, but were still kept awake, by one question. Were they really safe?

Jersey Devil sat in his black marble like throne. He had been sitting there for hours awaiting the results of this battle. He grew more and more tense as each single gem mutant he deployed was destroyed and captured. Until finally a stream of re energy slid under his chamber door and fused into his body. He let out a primal growl and clenched his fists so tight that his knuckles cracked before slamming his right hand into the armrest of his throne, smashing it into pieces.

"DAMN IT HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE?! THE CRYSTAL GEMS THEMSELVES WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN ABLE TO TAKE ON AN ARMY OF THAT SIZE! THERE HAS TO BE SOMEONE ELSE HELPING THEM!" Lolite stood quietly, not daring to interrupt her king in this state.

"What do we do now my lord?" She asked after seeing that the beast she willingly served had calmed down.

"Now? There's only one thing left to do now." After a moment of silence flames burst from Obsidian's empty eyes. Shooting his gaze to the ceiling he let out a shout. "DO YOU HEAR ME YOU FOLL?! YOU WILL MEET THE SAME FATE THAT ALL WHO OPPOSED ME HAVE! I WILL SCORCH YOU SO SEVERLY THAT YOUR ASHES WILL SCREAM FOR WATER! I WILL DESTROY YOU SO OBSOLUTLEY THAT YOU MATTER WILL BE ESPONGED FROM THE UNIVERSE! THERE IS NOTHING TO SAVE YOU!" As he finished his speech he looked over to Lolite who had a familiar grin on her face.

"Thy will be done,"

(A/N: And with that we enter a half arc. This little bit of filler will focus on development. Giving you a better understanding of things. Jenny and Sour's relationship and the agents you've seen featured in this chapter and the last one. If you have any suggestions let me hear'em.)