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[b][I]~~~~~~Hollow Bastion / Unknown ~~~~~~[/I][/b]

The only source of light within the room came from a single wall, its entire surface covered in various types of machinery. Monitors and lights of different sizes took up most of its space, along with the odd sight of clumped up cables peeking out through the gaps, while a massive keyboard styled object sat flatly on the large desk that directly faced this wall of light.
 
Each of the monitors seemed to focus on a particular subject, some were of the streets throughout Bastion itself, both the newly developed districts that were always being renovated since the Empire took control and those of what most people referred to now as merely the slums of the city. Wherever the machines that were broadcasting these images were, it was clear the state in their repair was shown in their work. 

Guardsmen quickly mobilized as red lights flared, all silently through the monitor for the sole figure who remained in the room watching the screens. The decimation from an explosion seemed to be more than enough to take out the camera for one of the monitors, it showing nothing but static the entire time since something happened. 

It was the monitor next to this though that appeared to show the end result of this. A bird’s eye view from the far corner of the warehouse revealed light pouring in from the sole entrance to the building, its large doors having been removed and allowing a steadily growing group of figures to just walk right in. 

As all this went on, a metal covered finger lightly tapped against the surface of the desk, its sharp point always hitting the same spot and digging further into the metal desk with every precise puncture. The only time the figure seemed to change this clockwork like pattern, was just as the finger was lifting up, this time coming down on a small chain of key presses on the keyboard, the symbols that labelled the board of some strange origin and possibly only meaning something to the figure itself. Once finished though, the metal finger went back to its dull continuous tapping, even as the warehouse monitor showed stirring from just beneath the camera, in the shadows.

[b][I]~~~~~~ Hollow Bastion / Storehouse District ~~~~~~[/I][/b]

The large storehouse remained for the most part covered in darkness, the only source of light coming from the blazing of the tank destroyed by Shizuka and those of the remaining lights circling the outside compound. Boxes and crates were stacked up to the rafters throughout the storehouse, the place most likely a maze with mountains of most probably anything towering above everyone.

“Just as planned, I hope? Limited resistance so far. What’s out next move?” Trisean asked as he entered the building with Shizuka and Ace, the answer to that question suddenly coming in the form of gunfire just barely missing their feet.

“Your next move is going to be getting down on your knees, Unbound scum!!” 

Standing before the three who had just decimated the outside security, now stood a group of no more than five of the Empire’s soldiers, their weapons aimed right at those who believed they could just walk right into the place.

“Back-Up’s already been dispatched, you lot’s got nowhere else to go now!” Said the Captain, his sight aimed right on the one who so easily took out the tank outside, However, just like the rest of the man’s squad, his sight was so focused on those ahead of them, that they never noticed or reacted to the growing presence and appearance of bright purple lights from behind them in the shadows. 

It was just a flurry of scrambled screams and shouts as one by one the soldiers were pulled backwards into the darkness, away from any source of light that could reveal what was happening to them at that moment. Wild gunfire from time to time would fling out and randomly hit some of the crates or walls of the storehouse, some even missing the Unbound Hearts, but it was only a matter of seconds until even this form of resistance stopped and silence fell throughout the storehouse. 

The sound of rummaging metal on metal was the next thing to come, followed by the same bright purple lights as before, staring out of the shadows towards the intruders once more. The cobbled together mess that came into sight for the first time, could probably only be closely resembled to that of a wolf. The body composed of the torn pieces of armour normally worn by the Empire’s lowest soldiers, the generic components that made up the most commonly available rifles, and that of numerous dark purple gears which joined all these mismatched parts like joints. 

What started off as one creature soon grew to a whole pack, each one slightly unique in style but still made up of the same pieces of blood splattered metal. With a single loud howl from the lead creature, the others of the pack quickly leapt towards higher ground and darkness, some arching around the hills of crates and pouncing on some of the more unfortunate members of the Unbound Hearts, while the Alpha creature slowly slunk back into the shadows, its bright purple eyes flickering off as it disappeared.