There was no fights today, so all the kids were earning their keep instead.  There was children all over the place, most of them only 7 or 8.  The place needed to be spotless for the championship fight tomorrow.  When the Gnoll walked into the room one of the kids ran up the stairs and called out to Damian that the guy was here.<br/><br/>Damian himself had been up all night, calling around and trying to find some answers for the kids.  As soon as they finished cleaning the arena they'd want some answers, and unless he gave them something they'll start expecting the sky to fall down.  He was currently finishing up a call with one of the higher up leader men.<br/><br/>"Come on man, there has to be something more you can give me."  Damian said.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry but that's all I got, there was a truck filled with equipment, its route was supposed to cross that bridge when one of our boys told us it was rigged to blow and change its route.  That's all I know.  The suspects weren't caught.  Wether it's anarchists or rebels we don't know."<br/><br/>"Fine, thanks though, it won't stop the kids from worrying but it will give them someone to be mad at.  See you again sometime."  Hanging up the phone, he climbed down from the roost, and walked into the fighting arena.<br/><br/>The kid looked just like a smaller nerdier version of mini, with a pet robot bird.<br/>"So, your minis brother?  She's upstairs sleeping off a victory celebration, and the shock from when I told her about you.  Why don't you come upstairs, we can talk until she wakes up.  I bet you're wondering what she's been doing for the last few years."