Earlâ€™s expression, which he had kept somewhat neutral despite his devious smile and dark twinkle in his eye, suddenly transformed into one that was very grim and dark. When Polaris began yelling at him he had been fine. It was actually amusing how angry he had gotten over the fact that he knew Kyle. Poor ignorance Polaris, he thought to himself, if only he knew. While he was normally someone who could keep his composure, it was uncommon for him to fly off the handle often, he couldnâ€™t help but feel that his temper was being tested now.  Before he had a chance to smirk he felt Polaris's fist connect with his jaw. It felt like he had just been seared with a ball of fire and would admit it hadnâ€™t been a pleasant feeling at all. He staggered a few paces back and placed his back against the wall.<br/><br/>Outside the guard that was standing near the cell peered in, â€œEarl, is everything alright?â€<br/><br/>â€œOf course,â€ Earl replied, â€œin fact I want you to go tell the others to begin preparations at once.â€ The man seemed reluctant to leave, noting the look on his leaderâ€™s face, but he had been shooed away with a few choice words: â€œI said get the fuck out of here. Donâ€™t make me say it again.â€ The guard wasted no time and hurried off.<br/><br/>The attack had taken him by surprise. Having lost his temper for a second like that was proof. He lightly touched his face, rubbing where he had been hit, which felt warm with pain and would probably leave a mark, a smirk on his face, Polaris really was a feisty one. Instead of looking surprised or even impressed there was instead a pleased look plastered on his face. Mostly, it was there to drown out his discontent with being hit like that. But that did not change the fact that he was amused with it. Out of all the stars he has worked with Polaris was definitely the most difficult. This was yet another thing he wouldnâ€™t expect any less when it came to a world creator star.  It was perfect. He was well aware that he would need to keep his guard up better but it would be worth it in the end.<br/><br/>Everything he needed to accomplish his goal was right before him. Yet the star still refused to work with him, that stubbornness of his was starting to become a problem. What made things worse was the Negas were continuing to react. Even Earl knew that was not a good sign, he had to act quickly, there was no telling what they might do, he was glad Polaris did not have his full strength back yet.<br/><br/>â€œNow why would I stalk someone who is half my age?â€ He chuckled, regaining his composure, â€œKyle has been a dear friend of mine for a long time, I wouldnâ€™t dream of hurting him. At first I hadnâ€™t realized who the girl was until she told me her name. Then I had realized she was Kyleâ€™s little niece. I know her mother is sick in the hospital and Kyle is trying to do everything he can to make her better so dear little Emilee is happy againâ€¦ who do you think is making sure her mother gets better?â€ That devious look returned to his face once again and his anger vanished as if it had never even been there. He was fairly relaxed. â€œI donâ€™t just specialize in one thing; I need to keep money coming into this place somehow. Kyle has a good heart and I know his niece does as well.â€<br/><br/>Hopefully this would get Polaris to work with him now. He needed Polaris. His eyes glanced to a clock at the end of the hall, which the cell looked out upon, and then turned his attention back to Polaris again. Clocks were all over the place so he could keep track of when he took his injections. The other scientists never complained, to them it was a good way to keep track of the overall day and manage their schedules. Sometimes he could be a little sneaky in that sense, not many people around here knew about his little addiction and just thought he was psychotic. Or delusional, as Polaris though, but again he felt he was neither.<br/><br/>Taking a risk he placed a hand on Polarisâ€™s shoulder, â€œSince itâ€™s obvious you donâ€™t want to cooperate willingly, Iâ€™ll have no choice but to play rough. I gave you the opportunity to come quietly and you chose violence.â€ He kept the hand upon the starâ€™s shoulder while he grabbed is arm and began to drag him out of the room. â€œYou have so much energy; I think I know a way for you to get some of that energy out. Iâ€™d come quietly, unless you want something to happen to Emilee.â€ The smile he flashed was enough to prove he was not throwing that out there as an attempt to control him. A few men were waiting for them outside and didnâ€™t even attempt to be gentle when they, too, grabbed Polaris and began to force him to walk down the hall towards an empty lab room.