Not budging from her spot on the sidewalk, [color=f6989d][i][b]"I'm not going anywhere with you, I don't care if you can see me or not."[/b][/i][/color] The girl laughed, and went to talk, her body language suggesting a taunt of some sort, but was interrupted by the man. [color=7ea7d8][i][b]"You don't have a choice in this. You come with us, or we leave you to be captured by Sector X, and trust me, they aren't as nice as us." [/b][/i][/color] She hung her head, not sure whether to believe them or not, but was leaning toward the latter. What sort of stupid name was Sector X? [color=f6989d][i][b]"If you're so much better than this other group, why'd you kill all of those people?"[/b][/i][/color] 

The blonde girl laughed, [color=bc8dbf][i][b]"They were just unconscious. You don't see your eyes burned out do you?"[/b][/i][/color] Then she moved a hand across her face, and her eyes had changed to the burned out sockets Nat had seen in the bank. A blink and they were changed back, [color=bc8dbf][i][b]"That's just to give the cops a reason to stick around a bit longer. Sector X is always right behind us, they probably found you the same way we did. Be thankful we were first. We aren't always. Can we go now, please?"[/b][/i][/color]

The sirens were close now, and Nat honestly believed the lies that spewed from their mouths. She needed to bide her time, to find an opening to get away from these people. It didn't matter what group they were with, they were keeping her from Ben. She nodded and walked with them toward the van, already going silent. They didn't seem to notice, so she figured they only knew about her ability to go unseen. By the time they'd reached the van, she was already sprinting down the street, leaving them swearing.

Nat ran down a nearby alley and up the street a block over, pulling out her phone, and calling Ben. [color=f6989d][i][b]"Pick up, please pick up."[/b][/i][/color] When it kicked to voicemail, she swore and began running toward the museum, slipping in silent and unseen. She kept trying to call him, panicking thinking that he'd either been caught by this "Sector X" or had already disappeared. She pushed past people, knocking them over, not bothering to go unfelt, frantically searching for her little brother, her breathing erratic. Where was he? The museum wasn't that large, surely she'd have found him by now.

The cops were swarmed all around the bank, finding the only survivors in the security man that saw nothing from his swath of monitors and the auditor in the vault. The auditor could only remember that the man was tall, dark, with a military crew cut, and the girl looked like a blond pop star. And that there was someone else in the vault that he didn't notice, but could hear after he was blinded by some flash. The police were now getting reports of an invisible person assaulting people in the museum nearby.