[hr][i][h1][color=skyblue]Wendy Emily Lucker[/color].[/h1][/i][hr] [i][u]New Raygate, Prince Edfield.[/u][/i] Wendy was just waiting... waiting for the signal to sneak in. She was just passing time by looking at her phone... and doing her best not to remind herself of Diana. When her phone buzzed with who she was hoping was her contact. She looked up, and saw. [quote][pre]The Black Hound and the chunk of the Intimidation Unit is gone. Head straight to 1731 Minoma Vale, and sneak over the fence. I'll be guiding you through the cameras.[/pre][/quote] That was Wendy's cue... and she was quick to rev up her moped and start flying towards that address after putting it into her phone's GPS. It wasn't long before she made it to a big fenced off complex that was pretty damn big. She personally wondered what the hell was even in this place. Wendy didn't want to know. If it belongs to the Founding Family - who employs the fucking Black Hound - then it must be bad. She didn't know what she would find in this hell lab, but the first thing she did was make sure that she park far away from the lab. Just in case anyone finds it... and they have to make a quick getaway, and she might have to come back to get it later. ... If she even gets out. A gulp escaped her lips as Wendy parked the moped in an alleyway, as she got off, locked her helmet on, and stepped off. Wendy took slow steps through the wet streets of Baybridge until she made it back to the laboratory's fence. She stared at the building in the distance, and noticed that there were several guards patrolling the perimeter. [quote][pre]I can see you on the camera. Don't worry, I got you covered. Keep moving until you see a garage in the building.[/pre][/quote] That just unnerved Wendy... all of her moments were being tracked by this stranger. She sincerely hoped that this person was on her side, but she was going have to take a chance since she had no idea how else to find Diana. Well, this place looks like a evil villain lair, so she might be on the right track. So she had no choice but to push on forward with her phone in her hand, lapping around the building until she made it to the garage. In which the garage doors were wide open, but she could see a little bit of activity. Almost like these guys were the unlucky souls left behind to close the doors. [quote][pre]Use your paper powers to sneak in. Be careful because they can smell a Metahuman.[/pre][/quote] Sneaking was easy... Wendy was good with snooping around in places she doesn't belong. Just that this time was a matter of life or death, and she couldn't afford to mess around. Just as the text messages said, Wendy converted herself into paper, and flew over the fence as one giant mass of paper. She gracefully flew over to the garage - but leaned up against the wall, and peeked into the room. A group of three armed goons were having a conversation. They weren't paying attention to her, but even the slightest moment appearing in someone peripheral is bound to catch the attention of anyone that isn't blind. Maybe evil organizations were equal opportunity employers these days? Regardless, Wendy spotted some boxes that she could hide behind. She focused as her skin turned paper white yet again, and she slid across the ground behind the crate. She took a moment to catch her breath, but made sure not to be too loud. "Alright, man, close the damn door already!" One of the Undertakers playfully said. "Do you want the Black Hound to come back and push your shit in for leaving the door wide open?! I can hear it now, "anyone can just march on in and discover the Blessed Three's secrets!" Ha!" [i]Yeah, like me.[/i] Wendy said to herself as she listened to them... Who are the Blessed Three? She was tempted to contact her source, but she had to remain focused. "Alright, shut up man." The Undertaker said as he walked over to the door controls, and slammed his hand on the button. The doors came closing, and the men began walking off. Which was Wendy's cue to get moving. Before she stepped out from cover... someone else made their entrance. A tall African-American man rolled through the gates right before they closed, and Wendy was quick to dip back behind cover. She didn't know this man, and the last thing she wanted to do was get careless. He looked around, before saying something to himself, and proceeding out of the garage. A sigh escape Wendy's lips as she got out of cover, and looked at her phone. [quote][pre]Take the door on the left... Good luck Ms. Lucker.[/pre][/quote] "... And I'll need it." Wendy said to herself as she began marching inside. [i]Into the labyrinth of evil I go....[/i] [hr][i][h1][color=Blueviolet]Malik Jakane[/color].[/h1][/i][hr] [i][u]New Raygate, Prince Edfield.[/u][/i] Malik would be on the rooftops exploring the city, but Malik didn't want to waste any energy. Tanya dropped him off here, and he was determined to find out more about Marcelle. Even if it was the last thing he does, he was going to find her. Though, he was a little concerned... the Black Hound works for the Founding Family? That guy was an international lunatic! And if they were willing to hire a lunatic, wouldn't that make them the [i]bigger[/i] lunatic? These questions are what worried Malik at times - but he gotta remain confident! If he messes up now, he'll never see Marcelle again. His phone got that golden text message. [quote][pre]You need to get to 1731 Minoma Vale, look for the garage.[/pre][/quote] "Showtime...." Malik trailed off, as he turned on his phone's GPS, and put in that address. He didn't know this city for the life of him, so he was going have to rely on good old technology. It pointed him west, and Malik turned his body that way. He looked around, and saw that there was nothing but hookers and prostitutes. Well, Malik could afford to take a risk. It sounded like a tornado overcame the street as his body puffed up and turned white like a cloud. Spinning around as he quickly took to the skies. It was risky, but this was the best way to get there quickly. Following the GPS until he came across a giant compound. Looks like a villain's headquarters. Then he got a text message. [quote][pre]For the love of God; come down before someone sees you.[/pre][/quote] Oh. Malik could just [i]sense[/i] his contact facepalming. Maybe he didn't think this through that well. Malik descended and quickly reverted back to his human form right above the ground. Upon landing Malik rolled, and landed on his knee. Fortunately, the garage was in his sight. [i]Unfortunately,[/i] it was closing. "Damn it." Malik said as he broke out into an all-out sprint for the door. Years of parkour made Malik fast as a cheetah. He made it to the gate, and rolled through at the last second. Then he realized that he literally just rolled into danger. He looked around... and fortunately, he wasn't even seen. Then he got another text message. [quote][pre]Move straight ahead towards the information database. Don't worry about the cameras. Good luck, Malik.[/pre][/quote] Malik nodded his head... it was time to move on. [hr][i][h1][color=red]Meifeng Zhao[/color].[/h1][/i][hr] [i][u]Greencrest Heights, White Coast.[/u][/i] [i]Phew! [/i] It wasn't long before Lijuan was all tuckered out. Meifeng was feeling a little tired herself, but she figured that the night was still young, and it'd be a little while before Lihua gets back. So, Meifeng carried her younger sister to her bed, and neatly wrapped her in the covers. While Meifeng quickly glided her way back to her old room. While Meifeng lives with Cindy, she still keeps plenty of her old sentimental items with Lihua. She went into her closet, and started digging through it, quickly looking for an item.... [i]Aha![/i] Meifeng pulled out her old bo staff. She can't believe all the great times that she had with this thing. She hasn't practiced Karate in soooo long. She would pick up Karate again, but honestly, American Military-Hand-to-Hand suits her just fine (And the matter of not having the time). Regardless, Meifeng was going to see how much she remembers. She held the bo-staff in her hand, and skipped down the steps, and stepped out the front door. The last thing that Meifeng wants to do is practice indoors, and then break something... and then hear Lihua give her the riot-act. No. Oh no. Meifeng merely stepped out to the rather spacy front-porch, and began practicing. She put the bo-staff over her shoulder, and took a step and swung it, putting the opposite end under her shoulder with her swing. She still got it. It's been seven years, but she still has it. She stabbed forward, getting into a lower position with her knees bent, but equal length- A glowing purple substance appeared at the corner of her eye, and Meifeng was quick to hop over and look. Just like a giant raindrop, a giant purple drop of an unidentified liquid appeared from the sky. Meifeng put her bo-staff on the ground right at her side, and watched. She had no idea what it was, but it was definitely trouble. It was obviously a Metahuman, as the purple liquid took shape into a man. She got into position as she grabbed the staff with both hands, and got ready. Was it another killer sent by the Founding Family? "My, my, my..." The glowing drop of shit said as it took shape into a short Chinese man with glasses, and a slasher smile that reminded her of a Changeling. Wearing a labcoat and a proper business suit underneath it. "... You look familiar, are you [i]Qiaolian?[/i]" That name made Meifeng's jaw drop. [i]Is this...?[/i] "[i]Or... should I use her [/i]American[i] name? [/i]Li-hua." "[i]I get the feeling you're Jiang Song,[/i]" Meifeng said, quickly dispersing water out of her pocket dimension, putting it on each end of her staff. Jiang put a finger up, and surrounded it with a dragon made out of his purple acid. It coiled around his finger. "[i]That is correct.[/i]" Jiang Song answered. "[i]Good, because I've just been [/i]itching[i] to put my foot up your ass for what you did to Lihua.[/i]" Meifeng said as she cracked her neck. "[i]Oh?[/i]" Jiang said. "[i]Oh! You must be the bastard she produced with Bohai! I knew you looked familiar![/i]" He started laughing. "[i]Good, I was hoping to kill you and her other bastard before her... it'll make the fall of the[/i] tyrant [i]so much more satisfying![/i]" Jiang said. "[i]You're a little cocky, yeah?[/i]" Meifeng said. "[i]I wonder if it's because you're fuckin' crazy, or something else....[/i]" "[i]Let me ask you this:[/i] why [i]do you defend such a woman?[/i]" Jiang said, raising an eyebrow. "[i]For decades, this woman oppressed Chinese Metahumans. Killing thousands of innocent people with glee all because it made her feel powerful. And you just want her to walk away from [/i]all of it[i] without even answering for it? Pathetic.[/i]" Meifeng closed her eyes and shook her head. "[i]I know that my mom did lots of bad things... but it just ain't like that anymore.[/i]" Meifeng started off in a low tone. "[i]She changed... she wants to be better.[/i]" Then a firey anger awakened inside of Meifeng. "[i]... And more importantly, she[/i] deserves much [i]better than a bastard like you making her life hell![/i]" Meifeng shouted, and narrowed her eyes at him as she dropped into stance. "[i]And how about you look at what[/i] you [i]did before you start pointing fingers?[/i]" Jiang tilted his head, almost like he was curious as to what Meifeng was going to say. "[i]A friend of mine phoned up some of his boys in China, and he told me of your little track record,[/i] Jiang," Meifeng hissed his name like an insult. "[i]Kidnapping, murder, terrorism, human experimentation, treason... You're God damn public enemy number one there. They don't even want you back alive...[/i]" "[i]True, it was all because-[/i]" Jiang was about to begin, before he was cut off by Meifeng. "So [i]how about [/i]I[i] cut the middle man and put you down here and now?[/i]" Meifeng spun her bo-staff over her head, and held up one hand, with her opposite hand holding the staff behind her. "[i]Just so you can leave my mother alone![/i]" Jiang started laughing maliciously as he produced snakes made of acid. They wrapped and coiled around him - then all stared at Meifeng with glowing red eyes. He put his hand up - the back of his hand facing Meifeng - and one of his acidic serpents coiled up his hand. "[i]You are valiant, I'll give you that. Like a tiger...[/i]" Jiang started off. "[i]... But, you fail to realize that even the mightiest tigers fall to the venom of the[/i] serpent." That meant their little pre-battle banter was over. Meifeng's phone rung... and all she did was pull it out her back pocket and left it on the stairs. She saw Cindy's name... but, Cindy's going have to do without her. Because there's only one thing on her mind.... Meifeng charged at him, letting out a battle cry.