Blake continued to stare at Ives, a frown on his face. Ives didn't stare back, enjoying the french fries laid before him.

"Give up," Zhao said, "This is how he's always been."

"Sending newbies to their deaths?"

"Mmmm... sort of."

"Nevermind that," Ives said, "How did you find them, the daemon."

"Searched the entire city."

"In a couple of hours."

"I'm fast."

"Hmm." Ives sat back, taking a bite of his chicken nugget. "Interesting."

"On the more serious note, good job, kid." Ricardo said, rejoining them.

"Thanks." Blake said, "Couldn't have done it without Mr. Ives's instructions."

"Glad to extend a helping hand." Ives replied with a smile.

"Chill out guys," Zhao said. "We're a crew, gotta stick together."

"Yeah, right." Ives said, "Can't trust the guy who's technique I don't know."

"Come on. It's not a problem." Zhao defended.

" Actually it is. " Ricardo said." So let's do the introductions again. I'm Ricardo Helms. My licht technique is Delay, allowing me to deal a double impact any time it channel it into my fists. Zhao."

"Do I? I kinda love secrets."

"I didn't say reveal everything. Just your name and what you can do. "

"Ugh. Zhao Fan. I use a licht weapon composed of a blade and a chain. Happy?"

"Good. Ives?"

"Let the kid go first." Ives said with a smile. Blake rolled his eyes.

"Blake Summers. I can manipulate the soul."

All eyes turned to Blake, including the eavesdroppers on the next table.

"What? "

"I'm sorry.... what?" Ricardo exclaimed.

"I can manipulate the soul. "

"In what way?" Zhao Fan asked.

"Well, I can eject my soul out of my body in a form that is intangible and invisible. I can also manipulate and attack anything with a soul."

"Except daemon." Ives said.

"Yes."

"Wait, so you can literally hit everyone here at once?" Ricardo asked.

"Yes. "

"Damn, that's so cool. " Zhao complimented.

"Doesn't work on daemon." Ives said.

" We know! " Ricardo, Zhao and Blake said.

"By the way," Ives began, "Is your name Summers or Ald...?"

"Um ... Ives, explain your licht technique." Ricardo reminded.

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"Its Summers." Blake explained.

"You sure about that?."

"Hello, Ives, explain your technique."

"Do you know a Miranda Summers, then?"

"This is beginning to sound more like an interrogation now." Blake said,

"Ives."

"Give up, Ricardo." Zhao Fan said.

"Just curious, that's all." Ives answered. "Oh and I would like you to send a message to Kl..."

" Ives, would you please explain your licht technique. "

Ives stared at Ricardo and smiled. "I can zoom in on anything I have within my sights, even if it was in the corner of my eye."

"Good, now."

The eavesdropper sighed, shaking his head. These days licht techniques were becoming much crazier by the second. He even heard of a guy that could see through objects. Things did not end well when that guy revealed it to his female friends.

The doors to the restaurant opened, revealing two shield agents, one of the was a special officer.

"Good morning," The first agent said, "My name is Timothy, and I've been asked to bring you in."

All eyes turned to Blake.

"Did you do anything wrong last night Blake!?" Zhao asked.

"No. Well, I did leave my body next to an old homeless guy to watch over before ejecting my soul out but nothing to them."

"Beat it, we don't take orders from you."

" This command comes from Colonel Elizabeth Lionharte." The Shield agent said with a smile, "And Martha Dark herself. "

"Tch." Ives spat. "This again, huh?"

The recruits watched as the vehicle came to a halt, and as Martha Hill, or Martha Dark was escorted by Shasha and two other shield agents. Sarah alighted as well, being directed to the other recruits.

" Ah, If it isn't Sarah." Shawn called, "How's it been?"

"Swell." She replied.

"Welcome to the Shield Boston Base." Ekaterina said, shaking her hand as well. "Feel at home."

"This is a Shield base, not a hotel." Lukas said, "She better be on edge."

"Glad to see you haven't changed." Sarah replied.

"Hey, It's not too late to join us you know." Felicity said, "Ekaterina says your quite good."

"Don't try it," Lukas said, "Sarah's been an Inquisitor since the day she was born. She's not going to budge."

"Blah. blah. blah. Good lord, you guys sure are chummy and all." Spen said as he walked up to her. "Where's Blake Summers?"

The Dark family. One of the great families that was removed years before the 2nd daemon incident. The head of the family was imprisoned in Tartarus before being executed while their children were sentenced to life serving the Inquisitors. However, the eldest of the two was killed before he could even start the punishment, leaving Martha alone.

Martha stood with her hands akimbo in front of the metal door, impatient. She took no notice of the eyes that watched her, the eyes filled with envy and hate. Save two pairs of eyes that is.

"Ms Martha." The first man said, "Captain Reynolds. This man is Dr. Victor Vott."

Martha shook both their hands. "May I know why the bitch wants to see me."

"Um..."

"She hasn't disclosed that to us." Dr. Vott said, saving his comrade.

"Great.,"

The metal doors opened and three went inside, seeing the holographic image of Elizabeth Lionharte.

"Good evening, Miss Dark." Elizabeth Lionharte said

"What do you want now, Lionharte."

"Oh, nothing difficult. Nothing that you can't handle that is."

"Hurry up with it."

"Ah... impatient as always." She smiled, "Your men didn't finish the job, Barry and Aaron that is."

The two men shuddered as Martha's licht energy rose, flaring up and bursting into blue flames.

"The hell did you say?!"

"The truth, isn't it?" Elizabeth said coldly, "They failed to kill those daemons and now it's running amok the city sewers. Reynolds over there had already lost three of his men, and we can't have more dead because of your mistake."

"My mistake?" Martha yelled, "It was not your men that died. And second of all, those daemons were not our problem. They were yours. Your Half-breeds."

Victor looked at the bewildered Reynolds with a smile on his face. Elizabeth smiled.

"They are half-breeds. But they still are daemon as well. So that makes them half of your problem"

"I refuse."

"Hmmm. Right. Refusal is always an option. But still, I didn't call you here to go on a mission. Even I can't command the personal aide of a prime. Its interesting, really. Even despite your debt to us, you still managed to find a loophole. I called you here to oversee your Inquisitors."

"I sent them all away."

"And as smart as your plan was, some didn't make it out of the city. What were their names again, ah yes, Ives Jacques, Ricardo Helms, Zhao Fan and... Blake Summers... "

Martha's fist smashed into the machine, cutting the feed. She grit her teeth in disgust.

"Captain Reynolds. Barry O'Neil spoke highly of you, but if anything happens to them, if anything happens to Blake Summers, I will personally drag you down." Martha said as she stormed off. Reynolds stood there, scared. Victor sighed.

"This is going to be interesting."

"Colonel Elizabeth's taking this too far. She knows that the Inquisitors will finish the job quickly." Reynolds said.

"She just doesn't know what they'd do..." Dr. Vott said, "When they find out about the rest of the Half-breeds.

The Shield agent watched as Martha exited the room, her blue flames still on her. He had heard everything, his licht technique Echo, was the reason. He walked over to the balcony, waving at a few 'friends' before leaving. Making sure he was alone, he took out her cell phone.

"This is Mole to Foundation. I've got bad news. The Shield just got the Inquisition involved. I repeat, the Inquisitors are now working with the Shield."