[u]Location: Rooftops[/u]

[b]Terror[/b]

Above it all stood about seven figures, the greatest of which was Terror. The Nightmare Class had watched the spat below with little interest, instead the only ones giving the battle much mind were his fresh "recruits" who soaked up what they saw like sponges. The single Regular payed the most attention, taking particular interest in the Night Guardswoman. How she moved, when she shot, and how she struck with that baton of hers. No detail was ignored in her observation, unlike the Toys. The smaller Animatronics were more interested in mock fighting each other and tumbling about, excited energy filling their body. These animatronics were part of Terrors new gang, the old one having been wiped out in an raid nearly three months ago.

The Regular was called Blake, a girl on the taller side. She was similar to Terror in a lot of ways, only being slightly smaller and having red accents to her leather jacket. She was becoming invaluable, her sanity hadn't taken too much of a nose dive from her transformation and she had quite the head on her shoulders. The Five Cubs as they had come t9 be called weren't different people as much as one person split into five parts, acting in synchronicity unseen by many even if they didn't always get along.

With the "lesson" over with, Terror made a nonverbal command and everyone began to tail the Night guard. Silently travelling across rooftops, the Animatronics fallowed their target as she lead them to her base. It was an unimpressive building but now they knew where lion slept, so to speak. Without a word the animatronics disappeared into the night, taking residence in a long abandoned steel mill deep within the run down industrial district.