"Get behind me," Clarice said to the others. "I've faced Tempest before, I know his tactics better than even he does..." she stopped, throwing up a forcefield in time to repel the lightning bolt aimed at them, but stmubling back at the force of it. As the smoke cleared a young man was stood in front of them, electricity crackling around his right hand. "Oh crap," she said, regaining her composure. "He's even stronger than I remember."<br/><br/>"You..." the man started to say "You're..."<br/><br/>"Meant to be dead?" Myra finished his sentence. "I know, I keep being told that. Marty, I don't want to fight you but I WILL if you force me to."<br/><br/>"You mean there's a choice?" Tempest asked warily.<br/><br/>"You and Morph can join us," Myra replied, nodding. "You two don't belong with the Hunters, you're not much older than my brother Jake would be now and I wouldn't send him into battle."<br/><br/>"But..." he started saying. "My sister, if I defect they..."<br/><br/>"Don't worry," Vince said, laughing. "You and the CIA underestimate your sister's powers. Even Breaker would have a hard time dealing with her and he's a bit too distracted to turn up. You can join us or walk away and find somewhere safe but either way you two need to decide quick cos Tom's following you."<br/><br/>Myra was puzzled as to who the other person her brother was referring to was until she noticed the eagle perched on a nearby rock whose eyes were grey. To the untrained eye it looked like an eagle but she knew how to spot Morph when he had shapeshifted.