Trevor fingered a pendant, the sky was just begining to light. Lili took the couch, seemingly not listening to what he had said the previous night. He sighed, "Such misfortune." Ren should be arriving anytime, but then it was hard to say, he came and went as he pleased.<br/><br/>Ren smelled the scent of eggs and meat. So Trevor was cooking again. He reached the top but when he entered the kitchen noisily, it was Lili. "Where's Trevor?"<br/><br/>Trevor heard Ren's entrance and took the elevator back down. Apparently, Lili had really made herself at home and helped herself to his stock of food. But, he said nothing, plopping down on the couch, squinting slightly as rays struck his eyes.<br/><br/>******<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">I have never died, never perished. My followers are still with me. And now I return to the City of Misfits, to accept my apprentice into the Vector order. Together, we shall rise again, striking down any resistance. ANY resistance shall be blown away like leaves befor the autumn storm. We shall rise again.<br/><br/>The figure ascended the hill, followed by eleven followers, all swathed in grey robes of different tones, indicating their ranks in the Order. The figure pulled off his cloak, wind begining to tug at his natural white hair. Our powers have preserved our bodies from the war and the decay of time. The weak have perished in the war, leaving only us, the strong. We lost only because of sheer numbers against us, ten to one, hardly a fair fight, not cricket. My apprentice... Does she live...?<br/><br/>Another cloaked figure approached from the opposite direction, climbing the hill at an impossible speed. The other figure stopped, "Master, she's here. She's has not been trained. She smashed an entire road's worth of light bulbs."<br/><br/>"Is that so? Good." So she is here. Wait for me, my apprentice...</span>