The vehicle came to a halt and the six individuals alighted. The streets had been cleared, with a crowd of people standing behind a blue line, a barrier of the shield one might say. The police were making sure that the citizens didn't cross the line, as there were a few eager journalist that were waiting for the chance to jump over and interrogate them. The journalist became even more excited on seeing the Inquisitors, taking more and more pictures.

"Ah," Zhao Fan said, "We're going to be more famous than we already are."

"Cut it out, Zhao." Ricardo said, "Let's get this over with and be on our way. "

"Agreed." Blake and Ives said in unison.

"Would you look at that," Ricardo smirked, "The two of you do get along, huh?"

"Hell no." Blake said.

"Indeed." Ives added.

"If you're done with your bickering, then please come this way." Timothy said, "We don't have all day."

"Ugh... my head hurts having to work with them." Zhao said.

"Not like we have an option." Ricardo said.

The four entered a big van were a large table was set with a familiar, but crackled image was showing. Immediately, Zhao Fan, Ives Jacques and Ricardo stood clear of the feeds sight, leaving only Blake.

"What the …? " Timothy stuttered in confusion, "We don't have all day you know."

"She's pissed." Zhao said, "Not good for us."

"Especially us." Ricardo added.

"And him?" Timothy said, pointing at Blake, still confused.

"He'll do fine. He's new. " Ives said.

Blake stared at them and back at the feed.

"Um... they don't want to speak to you." Blake said

"I heard. " Martha said, "You guys should have left Boston a long time ago. But here we all are."

"Sorry. "

" Not your fault, kid. But I should warn you, this is the Shield, they don't care about Inquisitors so be careful. Stick with the others at all times."

"Yes ma'am. "

"Good" Martha paused before continuing, "Dr. Vott will now brief you on the mission."

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A young man with neatly combed hair and glasses came into view.

"Good day." The man greeted. "I am Dr. Victor Vott."

"Blake Summers."

"Summers... ah nevermind." The man said, "Anyway, you've been assigned to take care of the two daemon that escaped. Note that these daemon are special types and should be treated as such. They are dangerous, using the sewers to their advantage. So be very careful."

"Special. You mean Half..."

"I'm going to have to stop you right there, dear Inquisitor." Dr. Vott said, cutting Ricardo short. "While I do think its unwise to hide it from you, I am ordered to remain silent."

"Ah... at least there are still honest people in the shield."

"I wish you good luck on your mission, Inquisitors. " Dr. Vott said, turning of the comms."

Ricardo looked at Blake, then at his other crew members, then at the sewer.

"Guess there's no other out of this, huh?"

"Yeah."

The four headed towards the sewer cover, with two other Shield agents who met them.

"This is Shasha." Timothy said, "She's going to be part of this operation.

"Nice to meet you." She said with a smile. "I look forward to working with you."

"Let's split up in three groups." Ives said, ignoring the greeting. "Ricardo and I will be the first. Zhao, you go with the guy."

"But he's not my type." Zhao Fan whined.

Timothy flinched, a vein popping on his face.

"Exactly." Ives said, "Kid, you go with her."

"Ms. Martha said we should work together." Blake replied.

"Yeah, but it'll cover more ground." Ricardo said, walking away with Ricardo, who was still wondering his place in the crew.

"Besides, it being you, I doubt she'd pull something stupid." Jacquez said with a smile

"Don't worry," Shasha said, "You have my word."

"I wasn't talking to you." Jacquez said.

"Come on," Timothy said, walking after them. Blake stood still for a while.

"Don't worry kid, I don't bite." Shasha said.

"Not worried about that." Blake said. He himself couldn't tell what it was but it was just this feeling. A feeling of dread. Like something ominous was down there."

The Shield agent mole observed them, hands in pockets. This was a problem. Four Inquisitors at the same time was not something they could handle on their own. They had the men, yes, but getting them to the canisters was going to be a hassle. He couldn't blow his cover as well. The spy passed by Bree, who was examining the bodies of Vander and his two agents. Honestly speaking, the half-breeds were really thorough but viscous at the same time. When he had seen the bodies, he had puked.

But then again, it was their fault to begin with. This was all for the Foundation. For the Foundation.

Sarah looked on at the whole events taking place in Boston. She was surprised to see Blake, thinking that Ricardo had already left. But then again, it was them. The Bad Batch.

"Heard they sent those murderers to take care of the specialised daemon." she heard a Shield agent say.

"Yeah. Perfect. Killer kills killer."

"If they had that punk Kyler Tason, that team would be complete."

"I know, right?"

Sarah glared at them, indicating that she had heard what they had said. The two shield agents walked away. She sighed, shaking her head. Even if they were murderers, Zhao Fan was still her closest friend. Nobody spoke ill of her friends.

"Sad, isn't it." A man said, handing her a cup of warm Choco. "The way people view the Inquisitors."

"Y... yeah. Thanks."

"Oh, no worries. My name is Dr. Victor Vott. I've been asked to help on the case."

"You're one of them?" Sarah asked.

"The Shield? Oh no, a temporary arrangement nothing more."

"No, one of the members of the Ragnarok Society?"

Dr. Vott smiled. "Interesting. You seemed young, so I assumed that you wouldn't know of us."

"My sister spoke of you guys once. Said she had a run in with them."

"Did she say what happened."

"Yeah, she made a bet with them and won. Then she made them buy her lunch."

"Really?" Dr Vott exclaimed, curious. "Your sister sure is an interesting one. What was your sister's name? I'd love to find out who it was she go the upperhand off."

"Rebecca. Rebecca Stone."