[b][center]The Mor[/center][/b]

	Craig nodded towards Ailen and once he was out of the Mor started laughing uncontrollably. Gwen looked at the man like he was a raving lunatic but the rest of those working in the Mor seemed to understand at least in part why Craig was laughing but none spoke up, leaving it to Craig to do once he could control his laughter. Gwen just sat there, her face becoming more and more confused with each moment that passed. Finally she rose from her chair and walked over to him.

	“Would you kindly explain just what is so funny?” she asked, demanding to know what was going on through that exoskeleton skull of his. 

	“I’m sorry,” he said between the laughs, coughing slightly as he tried to compose himself. “You see, Tristan has caused a lot of pain on this planet as you know. One he has caused more pain to than others is Ailen. So, Ailen just received an early… what do you Earthlings call it?”

	“Christmas present?” she asked as she crossed her arms over her chest.

	“Yes! That, exactly. The man looked like a kid about to raid a candy store. It’s been hard for him and while it probably should be me escorting Tristan off world, I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to let Ailen have a little revenge.”

	“We can’t let him kill him!” she said worried.

	“Oh he won’t, he is under order but the man might show up to X-52 a little more black and blue than he normally looks,” Craig added before he whistled innocently and went over to the security console and started working. Gwen rubbed her temples slightly as she watched the man, wondering if he made the wisest decision.

[b][center]Tristans Quarters[/center][/b]

	The guards happily unlocked and opened the doors to Tristans Quarters for Ailen and Srath, stepping out of the way as they did but turning to watch the event unfold. They wouldn’t miss this show for all the credit in the GTC.  Tristan had been standing watching the storm over the last few hours with a sadistic grin on his features, the man actually looked happy at what was unfolding before him. His joy was quickly pushed aside for wrath as he spun around, seeing the doors slide open with Ailen and someone who he thought he knew the mans name but was unsure at that point in time.

	“Get out!” he demanded as he reflexively tried to send them out using his telekinetic abilities to send them flying; a look of disillusion and horror sweeping through his eyes as he realized that the drives were still running to inhibit his abilities. As Ailen grabbed him his fingers tried to pry away Ailens grip but it was all for naught.  Ailens grip was too much for normal people but Tristan was a Talent who did nothing but push things around with his mind, physically he was as weak as a toddler. “Let me go,” he said between gasped breaths, still struggling to get free; his feet flailing beneath him as he was held in the air. 


	[b][center]The Safe Room[/center][/b]

	Silvia glanced over towards Karras from time to time as she worked but it was clear that her main focus was on some odd device she seemed to building. “I would be careful who you speak to about the GTC in your village Karras. Someone kept the files from the Tower. Looks like we both has some rats to flush out before anything more goes public. If word of the resistance got out to the masses before we have had time to properly raise an army against the GTC we can all kiss our asses goodbye,” she said as she tightened a bolt down and grabbed a few more items that she needed from various crates or equipment that she had broken down to use for spare parts.

	“If whoever is keeping those files from the Tower catches wind that you know it was the GTC that destroyed the mine they may pass that on to the GTC itself and attack you before your village is ready,” she said as she wiped some sweat from her brow. “If I may make a suggestion, the mine will need rebuilding. Find your most trusted to do that and we can train them here in secret. As you find more that you trust, then rotate them out. While you search for the rat that is,” she said before going back to work. 

	“I have told none in the Tower yet, the only ones that know is Marx and Gwen, I don’t know if I can trust anyone else there yet. I hope I can, I feel there is at least a few but I have to be cautious,” she said sighing deeply. Trust was not an easy thing to give but oddly enough she had told Karras one of her most closely guarded secrets when she opened up about the experimentations that the GTC had performed on her.  Placing her tool on the table she nodded to herself as she lifted up what appeared to be some rather odd looking circular bit blade but it was obvious there was nothing in the room for it to attach to for her to actually drill with.

	“I would suggest stepping towards the back of the room and find something to cover your mouth and nose with,” she said as she stepped into the middle of the room with it.