"How much longer do we have to follow these guys?"

"As long as boss orders it, Jaime needs to know everything about these guys before we move"

"Move?, I've already attacked the Relentless leader once"

"And how'd that end up for you?" The voice replies sarcastically

"You!",

"Boys!" Another speaks up, "remember who the enemy is",

"Right" A third voice speaks up from behind the two bikers, turning abruptly they take stance against the imposingly huge guy with a face only a mother could love, Darren stands tall while glaring the group down.

"You want to fight?" He inquires menacingly

"You've got some guts coming at us alone!" one of the biker shouts lunging at him, sending his fist crashing into the boys skull, his entire body rebounds against the asphalt ground, another attacks and his head seems to pause against Darren's fist while his body pushes forward, towards the opposite direction, the group watch as their comrade slumps to the ground motionless as blood Matt's the side of his head

"They haven't got long to live, it unfortunately wasn't instant death, i guess my punches still aren't strong enough" Darren states, (i should've been able to one shot him, must be the angle) he mules, making quick work of the group of a dozen people he picks a key up igniting one of the many power bikes,

"Huh your from my school?", Turning towards the voice he see's Laura who looks at him inquisitively then to the unconscious and frightened group before turning and walking away briskly, Darren attempts to call out to her, deliberating over it his sloth like nature wins out as he eventually decides against it.

Raven sits staring blankly towards the store celling recalling his conversation with the father of the girl currently Manning the counter,

"Why are you so curious about Ethan Raine?" Jamison states his imposing demeanor seemingly creating an oppressive Force bearing down on him while he stares down a panicked Raven,

"I'm sure your wondering why or how i'm here, just because a door is locked doesn't mean I can't get in, you have the key yet you can't seem to open it, you yourself have one, a copy of the key, an extra copy with which you can escape from your reality"

(How!?, how much does he know?, Is he involved?, My manipulator?), Raven's thoughts jumble as he stares at Jamison in shock, (is he the one mom was talking about?)

Raven's shock intensifies, he's unable to react at the sheer speed at which Jamison leans zooming forward just enough to extend his cane to stop just a hair's breath from the space between his eyes

"YOU'RE WASTING YOUR GIFT!, YOU'RE TRASH!, I JUST CAN'T STAND IT, I'VE WATCHED YOU LONG ENOUGH!" picking Raven up by his neck, Raven chokes managing to muster enough strength from preventing his throat from collapsing in on itself,

(Maybe he isn't complete trash afterall),"LISTEN CLOSELY RAVEN VOSS, ETHAN RAINE DOES NOT EXIST!" Dropping him Raven clutches his throat while gasping desperately for air, "he's simply a well-made persona, one to hide your second body, though i'm surprised, how exactly did you find out abou it", (I'll have to look into this, who aided him? As far as my intel goes he has no one special around him, could it be young's son?),

(He knows everything, no!…not everything.....just enough!), "TELL ME!, TELL ME HOW YOU'RE INVOLVED WITH THAT BODY!" Raven shouts forcing himself to his feet falling into a practiced stance, re-appearing behind him Raven turns shaken at Jamison's sudden switch in position

"Very well, surpass KV, he's the genius i treasure the most, he's proven and continues to prove his worth, but he's become..." He pauses "too big, prove 'your' worth, then!, i will answer!" Jamison concludes before exiting the apartment.

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Raven turns his head towards Aylin who's currently attending to another customer on his behalf, (how much does she know?, Can i even trust her, is she a spy?, No if she was,..... Jamison wouldn't risk using that kind of approach, but i still have to be cautious)

Kaytlin turns staring worriedly towards Raven who'd turned his head back toward the celling,

(i really can't tell if its because it's his friend in the hospital or his body,...i just hope he gets better soon, he's been listless since the accident), Turning towards Laura who'd walked into the store they each greet the other stiffly, Laura immediately gets to work tying an apron before walking up to Raven and shaking him free from his stupor, Raven's glazed eyes focus before he gives her an award-winning smile, almost instinctively his senses blare, Raven turns towards the doors instinctively, and he comes a hair's breath away from loosing his bowels, at the door is Darren who'd followed Laura on a bike glaring at him from beyond the doors, signaling to him Raven's body reacts before his brain has the chance to think,

"I'll be right back guys" Raven stutters walking briskly towards and out of the store doors, the two girls stare at him worriedly failing to notice Darren who'd moved out of sight.

Raven arrives before Darren who stands staring up at him,

"Crow....." Pausing briefly he stares Raven down, "ashtray", extending his palms outwards in response Darren squats then flicks his cigarette disposing the ashes into ravens hair,

(I am really not in the fucking mood!....you know what this is actually good...i might lose my body anyway, might as well do it proud!), staring the ground down silently Raven's fist explodes outward smashing Darren throat before he could react, swinging wildly in response the hit grazes Raven's shoulder almost dislocating it, Raven drowns his fear while giving heed to his surging adrenaline, (go!,go!,go!,goooo!!), Poking Darren in the eyes, Darren clutches his eyes in pain, Raven sends a fist into his crotch recalling briefly on his mother's comments on how the weak should fight, Darren roars exploding outward carrying then slamming Raven against the asphalt road, Raven is left winded with his back screaming in pain but manages to lift his feet up catching the Darren who lunges at him in his crotch again, this time forcing him to a knee, Darren's breath grows shallow, the skin on his body seems to tighten at an impossibly fast rate...almost as if,(He's burning fat....FORCE ARTS!... he's modulating!), His skin reddens as the air around him heats, the silent spectator a ways away frowns running up to the duo from a ways away

"Hey!" The spectator calls out trying to stop the two fighting teens, Raven having apt understanding of the situation takes a stance, tilting while pulling his dominant hand back as he puts his weak hand over it, his fingers swirl...each in their own enchanting motion, the air around his fist seems to expand and contract, steam filters slowly and excruciatingly through his pores, slowly amping up the tension withing his muscles his arm his bicep bulges as the thick veins around it protrude each thumping with life,

(I might lose my arm...)

Darren's frame explodes with a speed ungodly for his weight,

(if he were any lighter i wouldn't even be able to see him, now c'mon just as Silver mentioned), Raven explodes forward as he pushes of his hind leg before forcing himself upwards with the momentum by pushing up the balls of his fore leg and the two collide, Raven's fist snaps Darren's head upwards but the sheer speed and weight of his person crashes Raven into the nearest car shattering his ribs, Raven's breath constricts, as he feels the out of place ribs graze agonizingly against his lungs, his right hand broken, shattered in fact, Darren still over him breathes in desperately, stretching desperately for something to steady himself before taking a knee with his jaw fractured and his consciousness slowly receding then he drops.

"Why are we even here?"

"To watch the show"

"To watch some kids fight?, I have no interest in watching kid wars"

"To search for talent"

"Like there's any talent around here, it's impossible to find 'real' talent in such a peaceful area"

"FATHERS ORDERS"

"That's what you always use when you cant win!" The gruff voiced man grumbles in response,

"If we're going to establish our faction in the UWA we'll need home ground help, at least some suitable foot soldiers"

"Yeah..even our weakest executives could sweep this place"

"I don't blame you for being conceited, but haven't you ever wondered why we've never been able to establish a base in the UWA?"

Pausing for a moment the gruff voiced teen frowns

"If anything ryker, we'll need to be the one's on guard, they've got quite a few monsters in this country, and I'm not talking about the old heads" she concludes looking out the mirror of the black sedan car.

"Are you here yet?"

"Yeah boss, i'm with the boys"

"Proceed with the plan, but be careful, they've already gotten Jaime"

"He got his ass kicked?, Well that's to be expected, he's only number two because he's good with money"

"Enough!, Get to work"

"Rodger that", turning towards the group of boys behind him, he pulls out a file from a laptop bag before handing them each a document, "on each of these are your targets, the picture, weight, address and tendencies" pausing briefly as his grin widens callously, "Now" he states pausing briefly "Let's go put'em in their graves boys!"

"Sick bastard" a short teen with a bulky frame and bald head states mirroring the redheads grin.