Staring down Jimmy with a furious glare Laura frowns making the boy squirm away "So what's this about now?"

"This idiot messed up again, and he needs our help" Jay says,

"What are friends for?" Yanick replies, having explained the situation to the gang Jay proceeds to turn to the computer screen on,

"Since the cyber crimes commission and banks rest on weekends we can't stop any scams taking place during this period, police reports tend take a day to be processed. If jimmy goes in Monday, it means we'll have till Tuesday to find the culprit, get the money back, return it, then close the account before the police intervene"

"'If' they intervene" a snarky voice interjects from the side,

"Klaus!" Jimmy exclaims excitedly,

"Eww don't look at me like that goblin" smiling hopefully at Klaus he decidedly ignores the jibe,

Klaus stares at the seat intently before Jay finally realizes getting off while mumbling profanities

"Pompous jackass"

"What?" Klaus inquires angrily.

"Nothing",

"Aylin's not here yet, but she's given me the rundown, i'm here by downgrading you from goblin to imbecile"

"How do you even plan on finding him?" Jay interjects.

"Leave that to me" a few minutes later Klaus pulls up the picture of a table

Barely taking a second to look at the picture Yanick turns bolting out of the cafe

"Sooo what's this?" Laura speaks up awkwardly before leaning forward to get a better look.

"Our hit" Klaus replies grinning triumphantly

"What?"

"Look here" Maya states pointing at the low edge of the picture "That store....."

"There's at least eight of those in central state alone" Jay replies turning towards the oddly silent Raven.

after another several minutes of work Klaus turns towards the group triumphantly,

"Two words...Atlas district" he states, Raven and Jay bolts out of the cafe as Jimmy stumbles on behind them.

Yanick having arrived before them stands center, surrounded by boys in black jackets sporting the image of a three headed dog,

"'Elyan Cinker', what a pleasant surprise, who'd have thought we'd win this war before it's even started"

Yanick remains silent while turning his focus inward, (i need to be stronger!, I need to advance!), feeling the air around him heat his heart beat booms as his veins pulse, Stepping forward the mohawked teen mirrors him, Yanick bursts forward his body visibly seeming to shrink, his feet sink lightly inches into the ground before lunging with a fist, stepping aside mohawk dodges the gut shot with inches to spare,

"I've done my research", ducking Yanick's right hook he twists his head dodging the impact from Yanick's knee

"Maui Thai?", (It would seem my current data is flawed),

Yanick pauses briefly when noticing the teens eyes, the sclera having become nonexistent, covered totally by his expanded pupils while his iris had widened to create new iris absent pupils, (FORCE ARTS!),

Surging forward, the mohawk leans backward just enough to feel the heat from Yanick's fist before shifting most of his kinetic force to his feet he sweepes Yanick's feet from under him, crashing his head against the ground, the tiled floor cracks from the impact while the mohawked teen hides a grimace while tensing the muscles around his knee,

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(is he also using Force arts?, How very Interesting, very very interesting), the mohawked teen continues to watch the Yanick who bites down his groan before bursting to his feet in an unexpected show of speed, shocked by Yanick's speed, mohawk grabs a crewmate before throwing him in the way, Yanick barely stops in time, groaning as his head cracks back his vision blurring from the impact from the mohawks kick,

(i won't loose!, Not again!!!), Roaring inwardly he begins to mimick the Force art he'd seen duke use and had been practicing,

(Fuck it feels like I'm hitting pure steel!, he's slow enough to beat though… i just need to wear him down!), The mohawk mules while watching Yanick like a hawk,

Yanick takes the impact guarding against the barrage of attacks while ignoring the rest, catching mohawks leg in his grip he spins sending him crashing against the wall, Yanick puts up an arm reducing the impact from an out swung bat. His vision blurs as blood clouds his vision blocking his left eye,

(How did he do it?) His mind screams frantically as he recalls Duke's heated form, dogding another outswung blow from one of the surrounding Cerberus crew members he slowly begins to back into a wall as the pressure mounts,

(How!?, How did he do it!),

Yanick forces the air in and around his body to heat, his breath grows shallow as his blood boils, the steam shuffles out his mouth grows whiter, his pupils dilate and his skin reddens, the group converges on him, Yanick snaps out his fists in reply dropping them like flies while ignoring their attacks, mohawk winds up wide smashing a metal pole agains Yanicks chin, barely tilting his head from the attack, Yanick feigns a kick before quickly transitioning into a backspin blow, mohawks consciousness fades momentarily allowing Yanick to grab him by the neck before smashing him through a table, he lifts him up again before putting him against the wall and laying his fist into him relentlessly.

"Yanick stop!" Raven shouts, turning at the abrupt sound Yanick lashes out, Raven swerves left watching the fist go wide, while Jay ducks below it sending a right hook through Yanick's jaw, Jay groans his pain visible as he tightens his clutched fist, Yanick still rampaging lunges forward, Raven snaps a Brazilian kick in response, Yanick lifts his Guard to intercept but the kick raises dancing past his guard then connecting with his jaw leaving him unconscious, watching the teen slump down, Raven catches him by his shoulders.

(He's hot!)

{Overdrive...and compression? It seems there's quite an abundance of talent in this age.... that's never a quite a good thing}

(Why?, And is that some secret technique?),

{He's merely imitated it, that is the caused the unreasonably heightened aggression, depending on how you look at an abundance of talent....it could very well mean the coming of a dark age}

Jay smiles at raven still hiding his pain while clenching his fist tightly, looking around and spotting the pile of bodies he frowns deeply,

"dead club though" Jay states while chuckling to himself, he then proceeds to kick the unconscious boys one by one,

(I seriously don't know how she puts up with this guy), Raven muses while watching exasperatedly, Silver just chuckles in response.

The three make their way out of the hideout with Raven holding Yanick who forces himself free.

"Yanick!....."

{Wait!} Silver calls,

Yanick stares wide eyed clutching his chest as sweat soaks his person,

{He's advancing, use of Force arts does make one advance faster},

(Then why haven't you taught me one?!),

"What do you think the meditation technique is?, Force arts are broken into two main categories, Auxiliary which are anything but combat related techniques and Combat techniques}

Jay exclaims in worry now done with his escapades running up to Yanick with a curious expression,

{Breath control sub stage two, 'Flow'},

(Are all the substages for all stages the same?)

{There are some differences, but for the most part they're quite similar, though that ends once one becomes a Brain Shifter}

After several minutes Yanick gets to his feet, clutching his arms as he feels his muscles ripple with power, his injuries visibly lighten seeming to heel with every exhale, Raven glances at Jay thanking the heavens for his non-existent attention to anything past Maya

"Let's head back guys" Yanick speaks up while beaming towards them, rummaging through his jacket pocket, he pulls out a phone and a credit card before handing it to Jimmy,

"we're done here"

LOCATION: NOVY PRAGUE

"Did you here?",

"About Cerberus?"

"They say it was one guy"

"Who"

"Yanick, crew head of Relentless"

"So there's a fifth now.....how troublesome"

"That's just one more to crush"

"You talk like it'll be easy"

"It will, after all, we are MERCHANTS!"

Seated on a chair positioned beside a hospital bed Daryun's eyes glimmer while he contemplates, young men in black jackets sporting a three headed dog and a triple six stand at attention arms folded behind their backs,

"Explain it to me again Jaime, you offered them a chance to join us, and they attacked you instead?",

"Yes" the mohawk haired teen croaks,

"I see, a dog that bites it's friends" he states staring at the picture in hand, Yanick, Jay and Raven present with the rest if the gang.

"So be it..… rest up, we've got a a war to win" Daryun states crushing the phone between his palm before getting to his feet he drops the super heated scrap metal on the floor before exiting the room,

"let's go".