"How did you escape?" Jessica looks straight into his eyes, suddenly serious.
"My father distracted them with a handmade emp grenade using the technology in our cell." Luke states.
"So, they still have him?" Akihiko asks.
"Unfortunately, yes. But I have no doubt that my father will be able to escape, especially with your assistance." Luke pushes up his glasses.
"That's right, I'm not going to let people trap uncle Logan without kicking their butts all the way to next week." Jordan grins.
"Just because I have faith in you doesn't mean that it'll be easy. They have as much security as the american president and then some. Do not take them lightly, they are stronger than anything you have seen." Luke stares Jordan in the eye.
"So we'll need a plan, and a really good one." Akihiko puts his hand on Luke's shoulder. "Feeling up to the challenge, Luke?"
"A challenge? Never doubt my intellect, Akihiko. Of course I can, on my way out I was able to hack into the cameras. While I would have been able to hack into many more things given more time, all I could get was the cameras. However, that was all I needed. I have made a virtual map of their entire base, excluding, of course, their secret weapons supply. The cameras also have infrared, so I know where every member is, what they're doing, and how they're doing it." Luke grins.
"What were you talking about faith and it not being easy?" Jordan raises his eyebrow.
"Good point, Jordan." Luke smiles. "However, I was talking about my job as the hacker and navigator. You three will have the hard job of defeating all those we come across. Akihiko, you will have the job of protecting me, after all, your telekinesis can only be used to protect. I will upgrade it once I have the resources to do so."
"Where will we get the resources?" Akihiko leans forward.
"At my lab, of course. Grab hold of something within a mile." Luke starts walking forward."At my lab, but it will take some time for me to complete the upgrade, and I'll need an escort. Those men are still after me, and I have to be protected. Which is why you're coming with me, Akihiko." Luke looks him in the eye.
"We can come, too." Jessica takes a step forward.
"Don't you have a tournament to finish?" Luke asks.
"We only entered this tournament to find the base. You can help us find the base, so we don't need to go to the tournament." Jordan answers.
"Plus, this is a story, not a battle montage. I also have something in store for you over in scotland. Don't worry, Dylan, you'll get that fight with Ralem." Some random teenage boy with wild brown hair walks up to them.
"Who are you?" Luke asks.
"Me? I'm no one important, you just go on with your daily lives." The boy winks at the reader.
"That was… interesting…" Jordan turns around.
"Moving on." Dylan shakes his head. "We need to get to your Lab. Everyone needs to be in top condition for this next fight.
"Agreed." Akihiko stands up, and touches his "eye".
Chapter 7 part 2
Base
Ralem walks back and forth, enraged. "WHY DID YOU NOT PURSUE HIM?!"
"I'm sorry, Ralem, him and his fathers hacking skill were simply too much. Don't worry, we're heightening security right now." A younger girl says.
"Work it harder!" Ralem clenches his fist.
"Don't worry sir, we'll make it better. Just give us about a week and-" She starts.
"DO IT FASTER!" He yells.
"Yes sir, we'll also work on making defenses stronger." The girl nods.
"Good." Ralem sighs, and two men in suits and robotic heads walk by, writing down something and nodding. Jace walks up to Ralem, seeing his anger, and a bit of worry.
"Let's go out." Jace grabs Ralems hand.
"On another date?" Ralem looks her in the eye, obviously grateful.
"Why, of course." Jace pulls herself close to Ralem.
"Where to?" Ralem smiles.
"hmm, how about everywhere? We can go to a park, a beach, catch a movie, and then get some food at some expensive restaurant." Jace tilts her head, smiling an adorable smile.
"That sounds amazing, but first I need to make a call." Ralem shivers.
"To who?" Jace asks, and her answer comes in the form of a few, slightly scared, gestures. "Oh, Him. Why?"
"Desperate times call for desperate measures. And we need someone to scare the old man into staying. If anyone can take the title of most feared cyborg, it's him." Ralem kisses Jace and then walks into his office.
Later on, he comes out, pale, and shaking. "Let's go, I don't want to see that thing when he gets here." Ralem walks away, quickly.
""Wait up, Ralem!" Jace runs up to his side, looping her hands through his arm.
They go out to the park, walk around, kiss a couple times, and then drive all the way to 'The French Laundry' in Yountville. A young man in a waiter uniform walks over to their table. "Hello sir, I'll be your waiter for today. You may call me Shawson." He pulls out a notepad. "What will you two be having for today?"
"Hm," Ralem picks up the chef's tasting menu "I'll have the charcoal grilled alaskan king crab."
"Great pick sir, and you m'am?" Shawson writes down the order and then looks at Jace.
"I'll have the japanese wagyu sirloin 'Poelee'" Jace smiles.
"Mmm, fantastic choice." He smiles, obviously trying his best to be a stereotypical waiter. He walks to the back with the orders and some yelling can be heard.
"Well, he's an interesting lad." Ralem smiles.
"Something's not right about his act. I consider myself a regular, and I've never seen him here before. Not once." Jace looks towards the kitchen. "However, he shows no malice towards us. We're safe for now."
"As long as you keep some form of self-control, you'll be fine." Shawson says, suddenly behind them.
"What are you talking about? And how did you get there so fast?" Ralem stands up.
"That's confidential information. Only two people that are barely ever in this world know, my best friend and I. Maybe some smart readers can take a guess." He says.
"What are you talking about with self-control? I have quite a lot of self control, mind you." Ralem glares at him.
"The advantage of being human is complete individuality and choice making. Robots don't necessarily have that option." He closes his eyes.
"What do you mean? Stop being so cryptic!" Ralem comes up close to Shawson, grabbing his suit.
He sighs. "You'll find out, sooner or later. Now, if you could remove your hands, I must be leaving."
Ralem let's go of his… leather jacket? Ralem didn't understand what the heck was going on with this teenage boy. Confused, he blinked three times, and on the third time, Shawson was gone, as if he never was there at all. Ralem sat down, staring at the wall where Shawson was just leaning backwards on. "Self-control..?"
"Okay, here's your crab, sir, and here's your wagyu sirloin, Jace." A feminine voice says, putting plates with their food on it in front of them.
"Thank you, Kacie." Jace smiles.
"So, is this the guy you've told me about? How come this is your fourth date, and you've had yet to bring him here, huh?" She grins.
"Yup, this is him. And, sorry, we've been a little busy." Jace explains.
"Oh my, you little scandal girl." She pushes Jace's shoulder.
"Don't get the wrong idea, Kacie, we aren't married yet, so we haven't done that." Jace lies. They talked, ate, and then went straight back to the base. Jace went to the girls bedroom area, and Ralem walked towards his office, trying to keep himself from sweating in fear too much. He knew what he was going to see when he got there.
"Well, Great Leader, where have you been?" A stern, serious voice says sarcastically.
"Hello, Riley." Ralem clears his throat.
"Hey, Dad." Riley smiles. "Now, let's get down to business."