<div style="text-indent:1em;">An unreadable stare emanated from the eyes of Devin J. Avius. He had yet to open his mouth as twenty people chattered endlessly about the current state of the citivates. His mind was quite unfocused today for everyday yielded the same results, zero progress, more gray hairs and a sea of people with expectant faces looking at the ground in disappointment. He scribbled things down on the dingy, abused paper in front of him. <span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">What was it ?</span> </span>he thought to himself <span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">What are we missing Avius ?</span></span> His train of thought was broken by the  squeaky open and shut of the door into the conference room. Everyone fell into quick hushed whispers as a man with a light complexion and slicked back, jet black hair walked in. His suit was black as well as his shoes and his tie was a dark beige. He stepped in with elegance and purpose and as he begun to speak, his words rang clear with a light creole accent</div><br/><br/>"Good Afternoon, Ladies and Gentlemen" He said almost playfully "Pardon me, but I may just be able to help you,"<br/><br/>One man, one of the younger of the council piped up "This is a confidential meeting," he said in a weak tone, trying his best to seem commanding " I kindly ask you to-"<br/><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;">Devin stood and shushed the man with a raised hand "You seem quite sure that the information you have has eluded our grasp" he spoke with a truly commanding tone "This and you would be telling us that you understand the situation even further than this council in which case you would either have a greater level of surveillance which is truly impossible or you would have direct contact with a chaotic force, in which case we would have to send you for immediate reconditioning," he gave a slight pause, he was truly irritated by the prospect of a civilian having pertinent information that the elites had completely overlooked.</div><br/><br/>"Now" he said " give me a reason why I shouldn't call in security to drag you into isolation and hypnosis"<br/><br/>The man gave a soft chuckle " My, My, I'd know a temper like that anywhere," he looked directly into Devin's eyes "Your daddy, couldn't trust a man with a penny either, guess it's just in the blood. Ain't that right, Avius ? "<br/><br/>"How do you know who I am ?"<br/><br/>"You can call it a lucky guess," he said nonchalantly "Truly, I didn't know until you told me so," he said with a smirk "but I do have to admit, you got the same pretty head as your old man, so full of stress and anger at such a young age," he gave another mocking chuckle "Tragic,"<br/><br/>"You're trying my patience," Devin's voice held firm to it's control.<br/><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;">The man placed a hand in his jacket and pulled from it a thin disk, he placed it on the table and tapped it in it's center. The disk flared three times before sputtering to life an image. It was a recording of an intercepted communication from an undisclosed location on the biosphere. An image of a blue eyed male flashed on the screen, but that was all. The transmission had ended.</div><br/><br/>Devin rubbed the bridge of his nose and spoke " What point does this prove ?"<br/><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;">"A great deal if you payed greater attention," he said quite seriously. He replayed it and froze at the exact moment that the image flashed onto the screen " look at the attire of this individual, anything familiar ?" he asked, turning toward Devin. Devin did take a closer look and what he saw did in fact grab his attention. The person in the image had on the clothing of a soldier but the transmission reported no location and the surroundings were not under Avius surveillance. If it were, there would be an option to look throughout the entire area. This place did not exist according to a scan of the biosphere. This structure was of foreign construction and highly advanced to be considered completely invisible.</div><br/><br/>"Who is this ? Where is this?"  Devin was now truly agitated.<br/><br/>"It is a terrorist group known as the First Sons," he said didactically "I've had a squad of investigators on them for more than a year and their tactics for staying under the radar are truly unmatched by any in history, and they only get better with time,"<br/><br/>"They can't be tracked, but wouldn't structures be visible ?" Devin asked<br/><br/>"The structures they have are completely mobile, if worst comes to worst the structures are equipped with self destruct systems that leave zero trace by turning the structures into organic materials, the equipment to make such things are easily attainable with zero questions asked, as is our civilization's rule,"<br/><br/>"Could we track the man in this transmission ?"<br/><br/>The man shook his head " I've looked for him already," he stated simply " He has no medical records, no images, birth date, identification, in short, to the civilization, this man doesn't exist just as the group,"<br/><br/>"This has really gotten us nowhere," Devin stated tiredly<br/><br/>"but it has" the man stated excitedly "Through the time that I have researched this group, I have found a flaw in their tactics," he tapped his disk once more and a list of Enforcers appeared. " These men and women were soldiers within the past two years, but the next year" he flipped and many of them were gone completely " They no longer existed according to these records,"<br/><br/>Devin was about to speak but the man had already continued " The following year, look at the records," he flipped and many of them reappeared under different names. The reality of the situation was horrifying.  Devin sat down, astonished.<br/><br/>"How could this be allowed ?" Devin said, a bit shaken " How did not a single high ranking official notice ?"<br/><br/>"Look closer at their ranks Mr. Avius."  Their ranks flashed and almost all of them were E-7 or higher. When they returned they usually dropped a rank or two, and regained their positions within months.<br/><br/>"This all means th-that-<br/><br/>The man finished the idea "They aren't impossible to find, they are simply not found because they are looking for themselves and 'failing'" he picked up the disk and slipped it back into his jacket " All hope is not lost however" he said calmly " Two of my investigators have successfully infiltrated the Rising Phoenix." he quickly added in "A necessary action, Mr. Avius," he continued his speech "One of them has made it into the First sons without issue all of the internal information I've acquired about the First sons is thanks to my mole and she is still within the ranks if you wish to recondition her,"<br/><br/>"No," Devin replied "I want to know who she is, I need something under control"<br/><br/>The man chuckled "even though you had no knowledge or control of it,"<br/><br/>"Yes" he sighed "I understand the irony of the situation,"<br/>______________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br/><br/>The tires came to a slow halt as the car reached it's destination. Devin stepped out of the car and the warm winds of Citivate 5 made him feel quite uncomfortable in his three layers of clothing. The man had followed in a black car and he stepped into the compound with purpose. Devin found himself following behind him at almost a jog until he stopped abruptly at a thick, gray, matte metal door. He gave an almost laughably light knock on the door. Even so, the door slid open forcefully and revealed a fair-skinned woman with blonde hair, pulled into a tight bun, and almost cat-like green eyes.<br/><br/>"Mr. Avius, Zmija Green," the man said proudly. The woman's eyes grew wide at the name.<br/><br/>"I'm going to make this quick," Devin said in a hushed " I know what's going on and I've got you covered, there is absolutely no chance of your discovery, but the information you receive will need to be reported to me from now on, no one else can know of this,"<br/><br/>She nodded blankly " This is actually good timing," she stated bluntly in a very clear and professional voice " I've discovered a few potential spies and one of them is here," she went into the room, lifted out of a cabinet handed to him a disk and a photograph "His name is Blake Andreas, we have no evidence of direct ties but we believe he is contacting a cell and warning them of our investigations, the disk contains further information,"<br/><br/>Devin took the disk and photo and placed it in his jacket "I've got a quicker solution," he said " Mr......- "<br/><br/>"Valentine," the man gave his name for admittedly the first time this evening " Valentine Chatnoir," he handed him a card<br/><br/>"Right," Devin said wearily "Mr.Shahnwa," Valentine chuckled " I'm putting you in charge of all investigations and I'll need you to keep a close watch over Andreas,"<br/><br/>"That seems unnecessary, he is already under surveillance in this compound,"<br/><br/>"Not anymore, I can't take any risks, he will be reassigned to another post outside of enforcement, I'll be interrogating him personally about any suspicious activity he may have noticed while in service, under no circumstances will anyone place him under the suspicion that he may have been discovered or found as suspicious of chaotic contact," Devin spoke in a hushed tone.<br/><br/>"Sounds a bit risky on your part," said Valentine as if it were quite unlike someone in charge to put themselves in danger.<br/><br/>"A necessary one," Devin added<br/><br/>"and a smart one," Zmija spoke unexpectedly "The best way to extract information without losing any is to put it right under an informants nose,"<br/><br/>"What do you mean ?" Devin turned to her<br/><br/>"Watch his reaction to your cover up and you'll know exactly what I mean," a devious smile crossed her face<br/>______________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br/><br/>A pale faced man walked hurriedly down the corridor and into an open door "Sir ?" his voice quavered<br/><br/>A large man with thick greyed hair handed him a disk " Take this to Commander Andreas and direct him to his transport, make sure tell him to pack his bags, he won't be coming back,"<br/><br/>The pale man nodded and rushed out of the door, back into the corridor.