Casey woke slowly in a hospital it was hardly long after the fight and flight with Garrison. He looked to his handler who was already filling out paper work. He handed some of it to Casey who very quickly started to fill it out while discussing the incident with his handler. While he was filling out the paperwork he restarted his searching algorithm to find Kenji and Garrison. The amount of paper could take days for most supers to fill out but not Casey as he had learned all the short cuts very early in his time as an FSA agent. He finished in about half an hour handing the paperwork to his handler who would put down the finishing touches. Casey stood up with permission of the nurse as they disconnected the medical instruments from his body. He walked around the room doing tests to see if he could be released with a physical profile and medication. The doctor returned to release him on the condition that he wouldn't perform any strenuous. He quickly got changed in the bathroom back into his attire and walked to Kira's room and found that she was yet unconscious and returned to his handler. Casey instructed his handler to talk to Kira again when she was awake about becoming a cadet. The searching algorithm gave him a ping on both Kenji and Garrison on separate sides of town. Kenji entering an alleyway and Garrison heading to the other end of town. Casey called agent Thorne, "I just got a lead on Garrison. I will need help apprehending him."<br/><br/>Agent Thorne replied still at the scene of the battle, "alright. I will b- OW! WHAT THE FUCK?!?" Agent Thorne turned to see the small pipe land next to him after hitting him on the head. He looked up at the building when he heard Casey ask if he was alright. "Yeah I am fine I think a pipe just fell might have been knocked off a roof by a bird or something. As I was saying I will start heading to the address." Agent Thorne hung up the phone and looked at the pipe for a moment before informing the other agents that he will be following Casey's lead on Garrison.<br/><br/>Garrison had crossed most of town on foot. He was now in an alleyway changing his clothes to be more inconspicuous as he was making his way to one of his safe houses that he hadn't used in months. It was an empty building on the edge of the city he had a locked closet full of supplies he could use to patch himself up. His bullet wound from Thorne's assault rifle was still burning in his side but he had stopped the bleeding. His powers of energy absorption fed into a minor healing factor which was way he was able to get up and run after being discharged against so much. He began walking out of the alley he was in when a cop car passed slowly and he ducked behind a dumpster being missed by the cop car. As it passed him going the opposite direction he left the alleyway and continued on his path to the safe house that he was drawing near to. He walked up the the empty building's door and opened it with the key which he had imprinted years ago. He entered almost silently and locked the door behind him. He quietly walked up some stairs and on the floor where his supply room was he stopped and saw there was a dark haired college aged individual facing away from him discharging some kind of black energy or something from his hands clearly practicing. He shouted smiling, "Well, well, well. What do I have here. A little boy trying to get better at killing?"<br/><br/>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>An hour or so after Casey left his handler walked into the room where Kira was quietly to see if she was awake. She was and the nurse had said she would be alright but she looked truly in bad shape. "I have called your brother, he should be here fairly soon. Casey told me to check on you and so here I am. He isn't here though he is out on a another mission." He said looking at the young girl wondering how she did it. Her powers were totally ill suited to deal with Garrison but she had done well.