FRAGMENT FROM THE 108TH PAGE OF THE COMPLETE ANATOMICAL AND CULTURAL ANALYSIS OF NON-HUMAN SENTIENT ENTITIES BY DOCTOR PARADINIGHT-

"It's hard to imagine a world without the Humanimals (Demihumans in Europe) and the knowledge we know about magic, arcane arts and the past that our species has tried to study for centuries, however there's beings out there that were alive long ago and still are to this day; It's not uncommon knowledge that sorceresses and mages lived long before our times even as records of their existence are scarce, there's plenty of proof to suggest that these masters of the Occult still remain. One such person was called Khyber, a modern day wizard who openly use his knowledge to perform acts of terror across Europe, The United Nations of Arabia and Asia, in an attempt to spread his views of a free world, free of bigotry.

Even if his intent was just, his actions were beyond vile, causing hundreds of lives to be snuffed out including lives of Non-humans whom he wished to be treated equally to humans; He was captured alive by Hunters in a magically fortified cave southwest of Ukraine where journals, scrolls, pictures and countless of other personal possessions confirmed that Khyber was in fact nearly 1,000 years of age thanks to using magic to slow his aging process since he discovered his affinity and mastering the arcane arts at the age of 19 (Approximately around 1139 but years vary from and between 1089 to 1200). He was taken to Kanari Island which was the only place in the world to judge and imprison Non-humans safely without risk of escape.

However the Kanari government was unprepared for a massive attack on the prison by a Militia of Non-Human extremists, "Sympathizers" and mercenaries hired by Khyber in anticipation to his capture, their attack was successful in freeing their leader however the world condemn the actions taken by the Kanari government which led to one of the biggest tragedies in our history, when the Enforcers marched against the Militia and proceeded to massacre them, including non-human bystanders unrelated to the affair, among these victims where members of the United States government including the by then President Darrius Engelbart, half Humanimal who was in Kanari so he could see the birthplace of his mother.

Khyber was believed to be among the casualties but no sign of his body was found other than his personal journal where the last entry was rumored to have only one chilling passage describing a dream where he saw a free world rise up from the ashes of hundreds of innocent people; This was never confirmed as associates of Khyber apparently recovered their leader's journal from the General Police Department's evidence lock-up in a raid, a few days later-"

This led to massive media coverage across the world which led to the UN making the decision to treat Humanimals and Non-humans equally to humans, treating "Super-Powered" or "Gifted" non-humans uniquely depending on their respective abilities and/or "powers" in Law, Medicine and other departments of human necessities. Due to these new UN directives for countries across the world, others were opposed to this which led to a war across central Asia which included Russia, Dubai, North Korea and others, This was the start of The Chimera Wars, which lasted 61 years and ended when a Joint operation between South Korean and Japanese special forces when they stormed the outpost for the "Insurgents", destroying it with a massive explosion in the basement, ending the lives of the Insurgency's leadership.

A FEW DAYS AFTER THE PRISON BREAK-

Kanari Island General Police Department have been searching day and night for the missing prisoners from the Darrius Engelbart's Maximum Security Prison for the Criminally Empowered and Non-Humane Entities, better known as "MSEC" or "METASEC", as expected the City's officials blamed the whole thing on the Vox Insurgency which have remained in the dark while keeping their activities even more than normal; The Tactical Operation unit tasked in hunting down the escapees have been breaking into homes and searching with complete authorization from the Kanari Government, the news kept broadcasting the progress of the officials which they state that 12 of the 27 escapees had been either "neutralized" or captured and re-incarcerated.

For the last few days the police have been capturing the runaways, methodically scouring the different cities in Kanari specially Scion and Skjall where the police presence is lesser than the other wealthier cities like Yrden or New Eden; The police were almost ecstatic when the escapees arrived to the cities, catching the case before the enforcers could even mobilize. The government of Kanari has given the General Police force full authorization to search for these escapees, to search possible hideouts and unsavory businesses around the cities for them.

A black sedan pulls up to a six floor apartment complex, the car's tires screech to a halt just a few feet away from a big SWAT vehicle surrounded by plastic barricades keeping many onlookers trying to see what was happening. A young woman dressed in a classy business casual attire and black shades, she has a expensive but old looking camera in her hand, a tiny microphone clipped to her neck collar and a normal microphone in her pocket; she tosses her lit cigarette away before quickly walking towards the nearest cop, pushing past the crowd to get to the officer:

Reporter: Officer! Officer! Officer! -she says to the officer keeping the crowd away-... The people's voice wants to know if Police department was able to recapture the runaways that killed a clerk last night?, Is it true that the killer was Rachel Ziggy? -she asks quickly as she takes the microphone and points it to the Police officer-

Officer: We can't disclose any of that information miss, I'll ask you to back away from the area, there's a real sociopath in there... -she says to the reporter as two gunshots rings out and a loud animalistic roar, then three additional gunshots around twelves seconds in delay-... GET BACK! EVERYONE GET BACK! -the officer yells as she draws her service pistol, people yell and scream as the gunshots go off, the reporter slightly flinches-

The reporter aims her camera towards the apartment complex's entrance where a group of cops come out dragging a restrained humanimal woman covered in blood around her face and her furry arms, her eyes were wild and untrained on anything as they dart around, she yells in Gaelic as she tries to break loose from the police's cuffs. They're six men taking her however she was still thrashing about violently, they shove her into the back of the massive SWAT vehicle then quickly lock the door, pushing it close as they lock it, the woman kept kicking the metal door extremely hard.

The reporter kept recording as she weaves though the frantic crowd and spots three officers helping another officer who's apparently got mauled by the humanimal woman, her face and wounds where covered by a bloody towel over his face. they quickly take him into a cruiser and immediately drive away, probably to the Skjall's hospital, the reporter uses the chaos of the people to sneak around and finds a half opened window, she pries it open, using a black trash can to get herself into the building through the window; She ducks around a corner as a few cops run pass and up a flight of stairs, checking on the residents on the upper floors.

She heads towards where the most voices are heard and stops behind a corner, she aims her camera towards a few officer checking on very shaken detective who's clutching a pistol, she focuses on the two bodies in the room: A old man with a bullet wound on his neck and a young skinny man with two bullet wounds in his chest both lays a few feet apart. She sees five casings laying near the door way, she remains silent as the cops keep trying to comfort the detective:

Cop #1: Sir no ones blaming you, these things happen... -she says to the detective as she's slowly trying to take the pistol away from the detective, who's quietly sobbing-... The kid was protecting the Wolf dyke, he got what he deserved for betraying his people. -she tells him while she's kneeled in front of him-... No one's gonna bat an eye at this, the old man... well... -she trails off as she turns to look at the old man's body-

Cop #2: Wrong place wrong time, that's what I say... just like that shite in the department, wrong place wrong time... -he jokes crudely as he walks to the old man-... shouldn't been defending the kid or the bitch... that's what happens when you're try to be a good guy. -he says putting on a latex glove and takes the detective's sidearm and placing it on the old man's hand, squeezing the hand close upon the grip of the pistol-

Detective: W-w-what the f-fuck are you doing?!... -he asked as the female cop holds him back-

Cop #1: Saving your ass and our jobs, some random geezer and dumbass meek aren't worth the heat. -he says before leaving the pistol on the man's hands-

The reporter smirked before standing up and moving towards the window where she had originally came from, she jumps down to the alley and makes her way towards her car, the cop she asked for answers was nearby so she waves at the reporter to come over:

Officer: Reporter right?... -she asked before pulling out a cigarette-... Commissioner Petrovick has given us the green light to answer questions. -she lights her cigarette only to see the reporter take her own cigarette out, offering to light it for her-... Got any questions now miss...?

Reporter: Rias... and I already got the answers I needed. -she says before leaving towards her car, leaving the officer behind-

She starts her car and quickly leaves the area, driving towards Skjall and stopping at a red light where she retrieved her cell phone, making a quick phone call:

"They got Ziggy didn't they?" the voice answered immediately, The number was only labeled as "Concerned Citizen" and it was the only contact on the burner that she received yesterday in a strange box; No return address and no signs or clues to where it came from, many red flags but the paper that came alongside the phone said to call the number and she did, earning a cryptic clue on Ziggy's location and a "Big story in the making". "We saw it happen, same with the two innocents who tried to help her regain her strength. The cops are either afraid to act or dirty, however there's not enough proof to incriminate them..."

Rias: What I recorded is enough, the people need to know... -she was going to continue but the voice laughed-

"A father and his son are killed in the crossfire then covered-up?... You'll incriminate four dirty cops at best, what you want is to unravel the whole operation..." they continued, coughed a bit then spat in the background "because if they even suspect that they may be made, their burn you like they done to your "Friends" in the capital and in Scion, hell they might let a "Anonymous tip" slip to the Enforcers..." the reporter felt her blood drain, the light turned green and she quickly parked the car on the nearest parking spot she could find "Don't worry about how I got that information, I'm no snitch... but I would say you won't hear from us till we got something more for you" they hanged up.

Her face was of worry and concern, she stepped out of her car and looked around to see if there was anyone around then destroyed the burner phone, she stared at it for a seconds before getting in her car and quickly driving away as quickly as she could; Meanwhile somewhere in the city a woman with blood red skin stared at the apartment complex from earlier, she sat on the edge of the another complex looking down to it, her scowl turned to a quick smirk right before destroying a burner phone by crushing it in her hand.

"Let the games begin..." she says quietly as the sun reaches the peak of the sky, she smiles before turning around and leaving the scene.

WITH MALCOM AND MARCELLA-

Both Ex-robbers where trying to stay away from the eyes of the authorities as they continued their search across the island, their crime wasn't forgotten and they knew that their accomplices were killed by enforcers. Marcella was currently wearing a hoodie to cover her face as she talks with someone in the cellphone, while Malcom was coughing into a napkin so his blood was not visible to the people around him. He gripped his chest as he felt the curse kept progressing, his veins glowed a bit as a sudden wave pain and exhaustion coursed through his back and his skin, his eyes shrunk and he took slow and deep breaths.

"Come on RJ, can't do much I'm in the same boat, It will be a matter of time before the suits get involved" she says while looking around as a few cop cars drove by the street behind them, a news drone passes by with pictures of the known escapees, specially Grymnh who the authorities have stated to all civilians to stay away from. "Remember what we talked about when your sister shot her boyfriend... yeah... we did it..." She says quietly as a few more people stand closer to watch the news report. "It wasn't perfect but... we did it but... half the city is looking for the MSEC runners and now they're nicking at our ankles because they somehow they figured out "M" and my involvement in the matter, I'll guess it was our old phones, going to toss this one later" she says as the report shows one of the escapees being found by police only for her to disarm one of the officers then kill them both then proceeded to escape.

"HUNTER ASSOCIATION IN TALKS WITH KIPD AND MSEC TO ASSIST IN ESCAPEE SEARCH" flashed on the screen as the next report began, Malcom coughed blood as he tried to move from his seat, his eyes unfocusedly looked at the far end of the sidewalk and stared at a couple arguing, he could feel their anger seeding from each other, he could sense the toxic feeling of hate drowning the love they had for each other, those feeling made him sick, the feeling of killing ones love for another one with hatred. it was terrible feeling that latches to your throat and your chest, heats up your face and ears, makes you unreasonable and unpredictable.

Malcom: Oh god, help me... -he chokes out as he stumbles back to a wall and slides down till he's sitting down, his dark eyes cursed now stung fiercely as their emotions were choking him, he felt his throat constrict and his chest hurt by every heartbeat that came-... Marcella, help me... -he tried saying but barely any sound came from his lips-

A young woman with a mask walks up to him and get's Malcom up to his feet, she pats dust off his body and hugs him before walking off, his confused look is turned to surprise as he feels the woman's thoughts which are filled with love and whimsical, jovial happiness which was so contagious he smiled through his pain; He starts slowly following the young woman feeling his body become light and full of warmth.

By the time Marcella was done with her phone call, Malcom was gone following the masked woman; The girl was whistling and skipping as she waves to other people which laugh and wave at her, her blonde hair was decorated with streaks of rainbow dye and a few dreads with colored beads, Malcom was slowly following her and tracking her by following the happiness, laughter and cheery thoughts like a bloodhound chasing it's prey. Eventually Malcom's exhaustion from his curse catches up to him so he stumbles forward and trips over a trash can with a loud crash causing the girl to realize he was following her.

The young woman went to him and helped him to his feet again before staring directly at him, her eyes were soft and full of kindness even as they hid behind a blank white mask, she sat him on a concrete fence next to where he collapsed; She tilted her head slowly as she looked at him from head to toes, she turned to look at one of the news droids where a remotely similar sketch of Malcom is displayed, she giggles like a mischievous pixie before pressing her hand to his tattering chest, her hand passed something to him which gave him energy to move, his exhaustion receded and he felt his throat clear, his head cleared and now he looked at the woman:

Malcom: What did you do?... who are you? -he asked her as he held his chest-

Young woman: Find Doctor Nepherii, he'll help your condition and don't tally. -she tells him softly, her voice was high pitch and squeaky like a little girl's-... if you survive the next few days you might find your sister. -she said as her eyes glowed, after her eyes returned to normal she began walking away quickly joining a group of fellow blank faced mask folk, they were cheery and happy like her-

A few seconds of confusion and astonishment Marcella snapped him out of it by slapping him in the shoulder then dragging him away as cops are chasing Marcella, He opens his eyes in surprise before following after her in close pursuit, the cops pull their sidearms out as the duo dash around the corner into an alley; Both quickly start climbing a chain-link fence just before the cops can grab them:

Officer: 10 80 on foot, Skjall Bourbon street! -he says to his radio-... Possible MSEC Backup needed!... Jones cut them off! -he says before he climbs the fence after the duo-

Marcella: M!... follow me to the car! -she says as they're across the street where she parked her car-

Malcom: What the fuck happened?! -he asked as they ran across the street as another cop car-

Marcella starts the car and Malcom climbs in the backseat as she hits the gas launching the car forward and down the street as there's two patrol cars hot on their heels; She flips her hoodie off then pulls out a pistol out of the glove compartment, Malcom leaps over his seat onto the passenger seat where he looks over towards the patrols cars following them. Marcella loaded the pistol then looks at Malcom who's stone-faced:

Malcom: MM nooooo no noooooooo! -he says as Marcella whips the steering wheel to the right, doing an super quick U-turn then blasts her pistol at the cop car's front tire; the first cop car screeched as it lost control and it was rammed by the second cop car, almost supernatural speed for the second cop car's officers leapt out and started firing their weapons at Marcella's car as the duo speeds away through some back streets-

Eventually both reached the Firewalk disco's back alley where two large bouncers eyed them closely as the duo parked the car in a spot then both leap out, quickly covering her car with a black tarp:

Marcella: Where's wolf? -she says to the bouncers, who shrug them off till Marcella morphs herself fully back to her wolf form then growls at them-

Bouncer: -activates his earpiece-... Boss, the Onyx Wolf is here an-... -he grimaces as a voice screams at him through the earpiece-... The boss wants to see you Miss.

Marcella and Malcom move pass the bouncers then follow a hallway full of busy rooms filled with sharply dressed gang-members, boxes, semi-nude women being eye candy and Non-humans wearing casual clothes but armed to the teeth. Marcella quickly makes her way to the second floor where Drál was sitting on a desk sipping on a red cup full of an unknown bourbon. He's dressed like business casual Johnny Deep, his neck has full of golden necklaces and his face seems to be full of anger:

Drál: The fuck do you want MM?... -he chugs the bourbon then throws the cup away-... We burned those idiots out of our business then when I needed you the most you shot and killed H and left RJ to take the smoke. -he angrily spat before pulling a pistol from his hip just as Marcella did too, now in a stand off-... And now you come to finish ruining all the hard work we did?!

Marcella: No, I want your help as much as it sounds fucked in my part... I need your help! -she says to him while aiming at him-

Malcom: -His eyes start seeing Drál's thoughts which are swarming with distrust, grief, hatred and being betrayed however there's also thoughts of intimate nature, something he's been unable to until now, a fact that he's deeply confused at this moment but he senses both Marcella and Drál's strange love-hatred thoughts-... You guys were lovers?

Marcella: Malcom get out of my head! -her sudden outburst and the flooding of her mind with dumb thoughts and gibberish which made Malcom recoil back from a wicked head-ache-... That was in the past!... We don't have time for this... -she clears her pistol before tossing it to the desk, getting Drál to be surprise and confused-... A sign of trust Darwin, I'm really asking... -she says before sitting down on the chair-

He side-eyes her before placing the pistol down on the desk and cautiously sitting down opposite of her, he gestures Malcom to sit on the empty chair next to Marcella; He grabs Marcella's pistol and loads it before handling it back to her very carefully, he proceeds to grab a pen and write something into a document that looks like a shipment schedule:

Drál: So what type of trouble are you in that after all these years you decided to show your face here asking for my help? -she looks like a little girl that is been told off by their parents-... And with what I presume is a very sensitive psychic who's overly nosy that I presume is your squeeze or your lacky for shite. -he says before he pulls out a cigarette offers it to her which she takes a pull then returns it to him-

Marcella: Long story short, We hit the big one and my friend here used his cut to pay a devil to grant him the power to find his sister... -Drál groans as she explains this, he lets the smoke of his cigarette come out from his mouth lazily-... She cursed him with something that is slowly killing him so we're trying to save him.

Malcom: Well there's mor- -Drál lifts his finger to interrupt him-

Drál: This conversation doesn't involve you anymore... -He says after he takes a pull from his cigarette-... Now Onyx, you want me to find a cure for this magical ailment for the Gimp. -he points at Malcom before grabbing a book from his desk drawer, he also retrieves a syringe full of bioluminescent purple fluid-

Marcella: No, He's not taking Hex, we don't know what that will do to him! -she says to him angrily only for Drál to stump out his cigarette and then opens his book before turning it around so Marcella could read what he was gesturing-... what is it? -she started reading it carefully-

Malcom sat there in silence not brave enough to argue with Drál who seemed to be someone that Marcella respected, plus he looked like a very intimidating guy specially with the thoughts the coursed through his mind: Thousands of possible ways to kill, another thousand ways to kill and make it look like a suicide and different spots on the bodies to disable Malcom before killing him. He saw Drál staring daggers at him, Malcom could feel his murderous intent, his aggression, his hatred and his distrust for Malcom.

Suddenly he felt a sharp pain on the back of his head, like getting hit with a flaming baseball bat, he fell of his chair and his eyes were red and his veins bulged up from around his face, neck and head. he gripped his head in searing pain as images of random acts of violence, death and pain, Marcella tried to help him up but Drál took her hand and stopped her however he did it without breaking eye contact with Malcom:

Marcella: He's having another episode Darwin!... what are you doing?! -she tries to break away from him by turning herself back to wolf form but Drál's eyes turned black and red, his veins around his eyes which are bulging his skin around his eyes darkened like a demon; She felt his murderous intention exploded like a beacon, she's seen him in this form only a few times so she stay still and quietly sat back to seat-... don't kill him Darwin please...

Drál: Then tell your gimp to stop entering my mind, I can feel him squirming inside my head... -his eyes return to normal before letting go of Marcella then stops looking at Malcom allowing him to recover-... Next time I'll fry his brains till they're leaking out of his head. -he said angrily as he smashed his fist against the desk-... Onyx, I'll kill him next time, I swear to god I will.

Marcella: -helped him up and checked on him before placing him back upon the chair-... What the fuck Drál, can't you see what you done to him, you haven't changed a bit from when we had the old crew.

Before Drál say anything else his phone started ringing so he picked up, his entire demeanor changed completely from aggressive mob boss to soft hearted loverboy, after two minutes of his listening he took a deep breath in a annoyed manner: "Come to my office... I have some acquaintances but they should be leave by the time you show up" he hanged the phone, he placed it down and grabbed the syringe filled with Hex.

Drál: Did you read what I showed you? -he asked her, who was checking on the very disoriented Malcom-... I'll run the details with you: This curse is uncommon but the closest report was of a soldier who killed a Devil's twin brother, then was cursed to rot till the day he dies, the dude sucked Hex to keep him from dying from his curse. -he says picking up his cigarette and relighting it after its fire dies out, he smokes it for around three pulls-... He was my uncles' best customer, so that's pretty much all they wrote about him in their ledger.

Marcella: Darwin what the fuck?... -she says when she keeps reading-... the ingredients of that shit are worse than I expected, you sure they didn't deliberately try to kill these people?! -she angrily says before standing up-... I though you promised not to deal drugs. -she's about the toss the syringe in the trash when he stops her-

Drál: I kept my promise but I have my reasons to keep that shit around now as much as you want to throw your morality at me, think about this... Hex suppresses and weakens one's connection to magic AND curses, so if your gimp starts dying, try injecting him because the only person that knows about curses of this sort stuff is retired and in hiding. -he tells her before seeing once of his goons show up in the doorway with a briefcase but quickly leaves when Drál silently tells him to "Fuck Off"-

Malcom: Dr Nepherii? -Drál aggressively hushes him by loudly hushing and angrily smashing his palm upon the desk-

Drál: Don't say that goddamn name... The doc is retired and he'll fuck you up Gimp, the last time you should try is go looking for him... -he angrily sigh before tossing the legger back into a drawer then check himself in the mirror behind him-... now if everything is concluded between us, tell George at the bar to give you a key for the safehouse. -which surprised both Marcella and Malcom-... you asked for my help and you get it but remember, everyone gets a free one.

Before they could say anything else Drál left the room in a hurry (Shortly after spraying himself with a expensive looking body spray), the duo stood up and started to leave however Malcom turns around retrieves the needle before following Marcella out, they walk passed by a room where Drál was kissing up a cute woman's arm like he was a cartoon character the only thing missing was hearts over his eyes; Clearly she was in her mid-twenties but she was short and wearing a flannel shirt and tight skinny pants, she looked tired and bit exhausted as Drál pretty much worshipped her.

They kept moving back the way they came in passing by a big pair of Owl Non-human twins, a man and a woman both were armed and wearing very kitted out ballistic vests, the woman had sniper rifle and the man has a high power battle rifle on his back as well as a SMG in his hand; Their thoughts were empty surprisingly to Malcom, he could not read their emotions however they seemed like they were hear on business.

One of them stared at Marcella before gesturing to the other, the Female twin looked at Marcella and stopped her with the closest grin that an owl-human could do with a beak instead of a fleshy human mouth:

Owl woman: -in a hushed voice-... Onyx?... It's an honor to meet you in person. -she says after giving a militaristic bow and hand gesture that if done incorrectly could've been mistaken with the "Sieg Heil" done by the National Socialist German Workers' Party (infamously known as the Nazis) back in WW2 nearly 700 years ago, which gets an cringe expression from Malcom-... Flôerre, Elizabeth but you can call me Rose. -she tells her before offering her hand which Marcella shakes in a matter of courtesy-

Marcella: So how do you know who I am, I have not been around these parts in years, Did Dr-... Wolf tell you about me? -she asked the soldier or mercenary-

Rose: Yes, Wolf was quite expressive, he admired your strength to do what was right and how you were during the tenses of moments... -she seemed to be French as her accent was quite free-... Our boss is a big fan of Wolf's operation and has a deep routed companionship with him, nevertheless that's all we can say.

Malcom: So... -he takes a second to think of the right words to say-... Wolf admires Onyx?

Rose: Ye', he really was talkative whenever we got to drink the good stuff in the back-room... -she said and was ready to speak more but she got a message upon her cellphone, she gestures to her twin which nodded and heads towards the back of the disco where he went in quickly-... I apologize for leaving so abruptly, duty calls. -she awkwardly hugs Marcella and then kisses both of Malcom's cheeks respectfully then quickly follows her twin out the secret door-

Malcom & Marcella: -they awkwardly look at each other-... What the fuck?...

They headed towards the back exit, passing by the two bouncers which Marcella tips with a few credits in a discreet manner, they respond by nodding in sync and slipping the credits into her pockets. Malcom was looking around and noticing things he did not notice before they arrived here like the lack of CCTV cameras that the authorities usually have on every block to monitor in case of crimes that aren't reported. He also noticed that the area had a lot of shady looking folk hiding on rooftops, he could feel their thoughts that ranged from nervous, calm and collected, hungry, bored to optimistic.

Marcella gets in the car after taking it's cover off and turns it on, Malcom enters and both start driving away where Malcom told her his findings to her:

Marcella: It's been like that for years even before I moved back to Cuba then the US, the authorities don't bother anymore because they're gonna get destroyed anyway, those guards are Drál's, back in day his father, Alexander, hired young boys and girls for a few credits to keep an eye out for the cops... -she says as she stops at a red light-... That's how I met Drál, back when he was Darwin. Helped Mr Alexander identify a gunman who sent him to the hospital, then he kinda hired me full time, soon a developed a friendship with his son, then added a few more savvy street rats to the group... -she sighed as they drove through the streets-... Better days I guess.

Malcom: So you guys became his spies? -she looked towards him quickly before continuing the drive towards her apartment-

Marcella: More than that actually, he had as do many things from theft, Debt collection, security and occasional carjackings. -she added with stone-faced look-... sooner than later we grew in both age and responsibilities, we were given more dangerous and bigger tasks... -she says to him quickly-... Darwin had us rob another gang, we didn't know that Mr. Alexander was trying to get that gang removed for months since they had contacts inside the KIPD. Long story short we ended causing his cop buddies to expose themselves. -she let that thought fade after telling Malcom-

Malcom didn't see the need to continue asking, mostly because he had no actual questions to ask her, so he simply remained quiet as she drove through Skjall while avoiding any cop-cars along the way till they arrived at a fancy gated community with a security guard inside; she stopped the car and got out then walked towards the guard who stepped out of the booth to meet them both:

Security Guard: Good Afternoon Lady, how can I help you? -he asks while his hand is cautiously on his taser-... This is a private community and I don't recall having a new addition, So I'll ask again, how can I help you?

Malcom poked his head out of the car and saw how Marcella grabbed her phone and started to call someone, he looked at her and felt as her thoughts kept saying "Pick up Darwin, Pick up the goddamn phone" then he responded, she had to quickly remove her ear from her phone as Drál started angrily screaming at her through the speakers. She pulled the phone towards the guard who listened in completely confused and absolutely terrified as Drál kept launching angry shout after angry shout.

Marcella: Drál sent us here to take residence in his house... -she says as she muted the call then hanged up-... Have a problem with that? -the guard was pale and started to sweat severely-

Without a second word he opened the gate and shut himself inside the security hut, Marcella told Malcom to get back in the car with her eyes before getting in and driving through towards the safehouse in the back of the neighborhood, passing by what looked like a group of friends arguing on the lawn next to a poorly parked black muscle car, smoke was coming from the engine block. Marcella wrote the keypad's code on Malcom's hand before slowly leaving the neighborhood, he looked at the code "2567" then typed it at the keypad, the device opened the magnetically sealed door, the house was very well decorated and modern yet it smell like dust, indicating that the house was sealed for a very long while.

He sat down on the couch which exploded in a cloud of dust, he coughed and spit some of the dust, he stood up and started patting the couch with his jacket till it was clean, he had dust on his hair and on his eyebrows making him look like an old man, he sneezed loudly enough to echo across the entire safehouse; He looked around for the remote that would power the TV, he searched around the room extensively short of dismantling the furniture, eventually got tired of searching for it and resorted to turning the Television on with the built-in buttons landing on the last channel that was on: Kanari Underground.

Currently the hosts of the pirate channel DJ Iggy and GM Sensei are discussing the escapees of MSEC and their crimes that led them to be incarcerated in the super-prison. On the screen underneath them was showing news of insurgency in New Eden, they also spoke about a double homicide in Skjall and finally about the destruction of a small tea shop in Scion, however the main topic was starting to get interesting.

DJ Iggy: -Just the other day I woke up loud shouting a fu[Quick seagull sound]ng commotion in the downstair apartment, it was MSEC who apparently thought that the old woman recording a video for her son was someone tracking their movements, complete overreaction that caused nearly three grand in damages, these motherfu[Quick seagull sound] are extremely paranoid and reckless in these searches that could actually get someone hurt or bloody killed. -she says before drinking some of her coffee, the cup has the company name scribbled over with black marker-

GM Sensei: There's still like eight [Fart with Echo sound effect] still roaming in Kanari, this includes the Prodigal son of the Gavinson founding family, a south american humanimal crime lady, Wizard lizard mercenary and a crazy fu[Quick seagull sound]ng War criminal still free out there while MSEC is still twiddling their [air horn sound] instead of solving the issue. -they said drinking water through a tube as they're wearing a gas mask-... alright let's start with Reginald "Reggie" Gavinson, once upon a time served in the Japanese armed forces then in the United States Air Force... -they read off a piece of paper then continues-... was given an honorable discharged when was caught in a explosion during a live fire training event, he moved back to Kanari with his adoptive parents which then led to him joining the Skjall's Underground society under the leadership of Alexander Lovo Jr. -they look back Iggy who was starting to picking up her document to continue with the discussion-

DJ Iggy: So after a botched robbery of a Noddle shop that was hoarding a large stash of drug money for an opposing gang, Reginald was thrown in MSEC's hands after it was discovered that a magical spell was used on the vault, with no other person captured, he was charged, trialed and prosecuted as a Non-human/Empowered Human. -she finished reading-

GM Sensei: Which is totally F[seagull sound effect]ed up but that's Kanari's terrible justice system. -They commented-

DJ Iggy: It's almost like we took inspiration from the United States' Justice system... -A Badam bum tssk sound effect was heard-

GM Sensei: Hey editor put up a photo of Reginald Gavinson, you know what f[seagull sound] it put all the pictures on screen so our viewers can see how they all look before we talk about them. -They say as they get up, move out of frame and disappear as DJ Iggy revs up her mix-table and starts playing some nameless hard rock tune before cutting to the photos-

REGINALD "REGGIE" GAVINSON: Kanari Island's once upon prodigal son is an American-Asian man with a strong Caucasian complexion and very few indications of his half-asian origin, a few cuts and bruises on his face from the day of his arrest, same day of the picture being taken; His hair is faded on the sides, short on top with a single dread hanging from the side, the Skjall Underground Society symbol on tiny pendant attached to the dreadlock. His eyes were a deep blue and he has a burn scar running underneath his top lip down his neck and ending just below the left side of his clavicle. [ARMED AND DANGEROUS]

TIMOTHY "CAIN" AARON KRISTAN: An American Caucasian man with very trimmed beard, light green eyes, his face was covered in very light freckles and his hair was very much a mess, in the mugshot his lip was broken and his left eye was swollen; He had a tiny tattoo on his neck of a Rose tangled on knife and a snake. His look was one of a feisty kid who got into a massive brawl. [ARMED AND DANGEROUS]

HENRIETTA TORREZ AKA "SNAGGLETOOTH": A Colombian drug lord and once upon a time Hitwoman, Henrietta is a humanimal Orinoco Croco-woman with the ability to turn more animalistic, more bestial form at command. Normally Henrietta looks a very beautiful Colombian yet very grizzled woman, her eyes hide a very disturbing childhood and a deeply calculated person. In appearance she resembles like a Colombian version "Shaul Guerrero", she has thin reptilian scales running up her neck and Jawline. Her eyes were gold like snake's, Her entire neck was completely covered in Tattoos as well as her arms. her hair like many humanimals is onyx black however she has a few long thick white streaks of hair which she decorated by coloring them with shades of red and blonde hue. There's no mugshots of Henrietta's animal form. [ARMED AND EXTREMELY DANGEROUS, CAUTION IS STRONGLY ADVISED]

PETROVITA "SQUISHY" SALAZAR: Spanish born, Nicaraguan raised and once upon member of "Los Malucos" Drug cartel ran by Henrietta Torrez, she eventually married the leader of the gang after an alleged gunfight that nearly killed Torrez. One of the rarest breeds of Humanimals, Petrovita is an Axolotl humanimal, giving her a very recognizable physical appearance. Her skin is very pale by nature, her eyes were expressionless and black, she's forced to constantly be ingesting a medication that keeps her skin from drying up. Mostly resembling a human, her body regenerates from wounds rapidly so her tattoos were carved into her body then inked, 60% of her torso was covered up.

Before he continue watching the show he heard a car pull up on the street in front of the safehouse, he walked towards the window expecting Marcella but he saw three people come out, a man and two women, all wearing hoods or masks, the man was scarred around the neck which he recognized as the MSEC escapee Reginald; he immediately he connected the dots and figured that the two women were the ones from the wanted posters and the TV.

He ducked down so he couldn't be seeing but where he could watch without risk; The man nonchalantly walked towards the door of the house with the muscle car then grabbed potted plant, lifting the actual plant out of the pot and retrieving a set of keys, he used them to open the door, all three went inside before the door was quickly closed. He then turned back to living room and sat against the wall before catching his breath:

Malcom: WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON IN THIS ISLAND? -He whisper yelled as he searches the living room for his phone and after not being able to find it he decides to keep watching, as he looks through the blinds he's get scared by Marcella who's doing the same at the opposite-

Marcella comes in and closes the door behind her, dropping two shopping bags filled with snacks, food and other stuff needed to survive for a few days as they're hiding away from the authorities; Marcella quickly places the bags on the nearest table in the living room, giving him a soda can before kicking her shoes off and then sits down in the sofa. She cracks open a soda for herself as she watches the podcast, who are currently talking about the recent firefight in New Eden.

Marcella: You alright?... you look scared, don't worry about stuff man, Drál's safehouse is secure and we'll find your sister. -she says to him as he places her phone on the table-... Speaking of which, I found some information on your sister's possible whereabouts. -he perked up and sat up to listen to her-

Malcom: Please let me know what you heard Marcella... -he asked her with urgency-

Marcella: -she hands him an envelope-... I search some records of orphan girls as well as any information related to similar things, I found some connections to your situation. -she lights a cigarette as Malcom pulls out old documents about records decades old and pictures of Malcom's sister among other little girls and boys-... J, my contact found her name and medical records when she was taken to Old Eden's hospital, see the date on the medical record? -she asked him as Malcom read it-

Malcom: E-Eight days after my parents' accident... -he looked upset, his eyes are watery then he starts realizing-... three days after I was put into a medical coma because of my wounds, they stole her when I was comatose, I was told she had died... -he says to her then placed the paper down-... my uncle... on his deathbed said that my sister was alive but he didn't know were she was. -he says to her a bit angrier-... now so many years later, I'm so close to finding her... -he says to her-

Marcella: She was taken by a man called Victor Gregorius II, a Veteran of the southeastern Guerrilla Wars in Asia, a smaller war resulting of the Chimera Wars. -she pointed at the man's picture drawn by hand-... The adoption center gave him a questionnaire but J couldn't find it, he did gave me Victor's address... -she says while looking at a piece of paper that was written by J-... he's living in a beach house in Lazarus.

Malcom: -he angrily crushed the picture of Victor, his eyes lit up with dark magic that was given to him-... HE STOLE HER!... -He angrily grinds her teeth, he would stare at the picture then suddenly he began to hear voices and he started to see hallucinations around the picture-... What the fuck...? -he would ask loudly, clearly confused of what he was seeing-

He then started to listen carefully at the words that spoke within his head, he started to understand things like "-She was so hurt~" and "There was blood everywhere...", he would shake his head as he heard the voices of a man and/or a elderly woman speaking to him; The hallucinations were disturbing flashes of non-humans screaming in agony, others were laughing wildly as their faces were melting similarly looking like the gaping hole on his chest. Malcom coughed viciously as he fell to his knees, Marcella quickly rushed to his aid however Malcom was no longer able to see her, he was somewhere else in his head...

"I swear, I though it did the right thing!" Malcom was in dark void surrounded with weird runes he had never seen before, he saw flashes of strangers' face all around him that would disappear whenever he tried to look at them directly; He moved forwards as he saw a old house with a large wall of flowers, he started to noticed that the house's flowers were palpitating wildly and he would see silhouettes running into the void only to disappear but Malcom was unnerved when the faces of the silhouettes were faces of horror like if they were escaping some type of monster, they were all staring at him.

"GOD WHY!?" He heard a voice of a man cry out which unnerved Malcom even further till he reached the house without remembering how long has he been walking, he was shaken and he felt severely sick as he reached for the door handle then as he turned the handle he heard a girl's voice in his ear wail his name in agony: "Malcom, MALCOM!?"

He snapped back to the world, back to the safehouse, back to the living room next to Marcella who had just had finished injecting him in the neck with the serum that Drál have given them, he felt his chest glow with a sudden warmth as the drug entered his body and quickly clouded his mind, he looked at Marcella before he collapsed to the ground, feeling himself super exhausted and relaxed, soon he started to drift in a chemically induced bliss and finally fall in a deep sleep.

Malcom: Oh Fuck... -he says to Marcella as he closes his eyes; The last thing he sees is Marcela looking at him with a worried look on her face-

ONE HOUR EARLIER-

Vhjil, Bobby, Alu, Tatsumi, Dean, Nick and Ava where now inside the house, Ava and Dean had just finish tiding things up after the chaos from earlier, Tatsumi had turned off and cried over his destroyed car so he was sipping slowly on a cup of Whiskey that was Ill advised by Vhjil but fell on deaf ears. Bobby was given a cup OJ while the others had various objects from water bottles, E-cigarette and an actual cigarette.

As a recap: After the explosion of Tatsumi's car-battery and Dean's nerd orgasm, the latter invited everyone away from the car and into his home, his neighbors and some of the guards came to check on everyone, he told them the situation and told them he and his guests were alright; The security guards offered Dean to call a tow-truck for Tatsumi's car but he declined afterwards they all introduced each other, soon after Dean would explain what caused all the electronics to go haywire. Bobby then explained his side of the situation where the "Thin Lady" got into a fight with a "Monster" and how he got up to Dean's neighborhood.

Alu: You followed us because you though it was safe up here? -she asked the kid before hitting her cigarette-

Bobby: Yea... -he said with some embarrassment-... I saw you two running and I though it was like police station or something like that.

Vhjil: Well try not following random people Bobby, you could run into some shady folk. -she says, she lowered her water bottle down while looking at Nick who got the hint-

Nick: -realizing that he reeked of sweat, had a very visible tattoo around her bicep and he had a knife on his pocket, clearly making him look shady-... Hey looks can be deceiving miss Valera... -he turns to Bobby-... But she's right little man, you could run into a Parazyte or worse.

Ava: What's a Parazyte? -she asked out loud as she threw the trash bag aside-... sounds ominous...

Dean: Alright alright, I've been keeping track of the whole "Electricity is still fucky"... -Vhjil looked at him then silently gestured to Bobby-... He'll learn worse things from dudes on the sidewalk but anyway, apparently the power should be fine now and MSEC, The Police and emergency service departments are all over the place, The mayor and other senators are debating to start martial law for a few days. -it seemed like everyone had different reactions, all either annoyance and disbelief-

Bobby: What's Martial law? -he asked innocently-

Tatsumi: It's when a town or country closes and the government tells cops to stop people from leaving their homes at night... it's for safety reasons, usually...

Alu: ...Or for Bullshit... -she gets a "That's true" gesture from Nick and Dean but cringed a bit when Vhjil looked at her annoyed at her cursing next to a kid-... what did I do?

Nick: If Martial Law is established MSEC will get full authorization to search everything and Everyone just because they can... -he says to them-... specially since his brother is loose from MSEC. -he gestures to Dean who immediately turns to look at him with silent anger-... Yeah, I know who the Gavinsons are.

Tatsumi: That does not matter right now... -he was going to continue but he's interrupted by Alu-

Alu: The hell it is!... -she points at Dean-... If your brother is one of the MSEC runners that means that they will search this place at any time!... get us arrested for bullshit like staying here were a escapee will be crashing. -she said to him before Vhjil stands up and storms out of the house-... Vhjil wait! -she follows Vhjil-

Tatsumi places his cup down, stands up to make sure that Dean does not do something stupid however Nick quickly apologizes but Tatsumi did not hear it because he went outside to check on the girls, as he comes out he notices a car pull up to the house opposite of Dean's, a hooded humanimal woman and a very sickly young man came out of the car, they looked at Dean's house then they quickly headed into the house; He walked towards Vhjil and Alu who were arguing with each other.

Alu: Why are you angry? -she asked confused-

Vhjil: How could you just sit there and talk like that to Dean in his own house, without him saying anything I could tell he was hurt deeply... how can you be so heartless?! -she asked her with anger in her voice, by Alu's reaction which was by dropping her cigarette box, Tatsumi guessed Alu was taken aback-... he invites us inside his house and... -she would stop talking before taking a deep breath-

Tatsumi: Girls I don't want to get in between your business but Dean got an apology from Nick, don't sweat it girls Dean will not let get personal trust me there's been worse happen... -he says to them quickly looking at Vhjil-... Don't worry to much about it miss Valera, he's over it plus he did admit that Alu's right but I can tell you that Reggie was disowned by the Gavinsons so his chances of coming here to hide is very unlikely... and smart. -he states to them-... so don't get angry at each other for something that Dean already forgotten about... -he says to them quickly-... come on you two, I don't know you two you guys seem like a nice couple.

Vhjil and Alu quickly blush then look at each other then immediately they start trying to tell Tatsumi that they're not a couple, Tatsumi becomes a bit embarrassed with a sweat drop as these two continue to make no sense; He ushers them into the house which they all enter quickly, the Waisetsu woman was cleaning the kitchen with Dean, Bobby and Nick had started battling at a intense game of Rock, paper & scissors, Tatsumi went to his drink, picked it up then after some consideration he threw it away in the sink following this he sat down then turned on the living room TV which started playing a news report about the final day of the Cultural Festival. The reporter was a large man in a suit, he would parade around with the camera crew gesturing at the Skjall arena:

"The final day of the Festival is underway and it's a massive party before the Hour of mourning to remember all who fell during Chimera Wars and every other conflict preceding the liberation of Non-humans and the creation of equal right laws for non-humans across the world; As a way to celebrate with the city, the HCW Company has announced that their event tickets will be 80% off for Non-humans and 50% off for Humans until the show starts, additionally all businesses are selling their goods and services at half the price until the hour of mourning. For anyone willing to go out and shop today there one caveat: Alcohol is at full price" Tatsumi went to kitchen to pick up a water bottle, he opened the cap on and before he could finish the bottle a car stopped in front of Dean's driveway, just behind of his destroyed car.

Tatsumi stared at the car through the blinds, the windows of the car were tinted and the angle of the sun's light wasn't allowing him to see who was inside the car then before he could tell Dean, Ava approaches him and pokes his shoulder to get his attention:

Tatsumi: -He recoils from fear from the situation from before-... Oh Sh-... Ava, w-what's up? -he steps back from her to give himself a bit more space between them-

Ava: I wanted to say sorry from earlier... -he calms himself a bit at her words-... I apologize for my behavior earlier, I wasn't thinking right... -he would look at her with a softer look at her-

Tatsumi: I accept your apology Ava, just give me some space so I can recover from getting slapped around by your massive tongue... -he chuckled nervously-

Before they could continue the driver comes out, wearing a black hood and a face mask same as the two others, which one of the women seemed to be hurt; Tatsumi backed away to tell Dean about the folk outside when through the blinds he saw the man kneel down and retrieve Dean's front door key that was hidden underneath a flower pot then the trio came into the house and stopped when they saw Tatsumi and the rest of kids:

Tatsumi: Uh, who the hell are you people? -he asked quickly and loudly, everyone else stood up and stood their ground however Ava seemed really confused-

Hooded Man: Holy Hell Tatsumi?... is that you?... -the man said which made Tatsumi's widen in surprise-... Where's the little squirt?

By this point Dean would presumably return from the bathroom then he reached the living room and stopped as he saw the people, he was going to shout at them however the man closed the door then removed the hood and mask, Dean nearly passed out as he saw that this was his Step-brother Reggie, however they looked at each other for a second before hugging each other; The two others came into the house quickly sitting down then after a few seconds Reggie would say: "Hey little man"

TO BE CONTINUE...