While Laila was too busy trying to comprehend that she finally found out where he had went after all these years, the only thing that interrupted her thoughts were the really loud sirens from above ground.
"Still, after all this time...I...Father told me you were dead."
"I am aware that it is hard for you to accept I'm really him." Laila took a few sharp breaths, closing her eyes, trying to figure out how to respond to him. She backed away a few steps, hesitating to say anything.
"I-I've gotta go." Laila ran off and headed towards a manhole, hoping the cold air would soothe her nerves. Getting out of the sewers, the air did everything except soothe her winds were so strong they almost blew Laila right off the roof she was now standing on. Immediately regretting it, she got ready to go back to the lair when she was hit with a syringe. Opening her eyes after getting hit with it, she felt completely different, and didn't realize it until she looked down at herself-she was a kid.
"Laila?" She looked up to notice her oldest brother in a disguise looking down at her in surprise.
"Well, this is nice."