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	The sound of gunfire could be heard through the walls.  Muffled thumps and groans filled the air, making Lex's ears perk, pulling his attention away from Uná and making the hairs on his arms stand on end.  There was an electricity, an excitement that began coming over him.  "[color=a9a9a9]They're here.[/color]"

	Lex gripped one of his two pistols, the other still secure in its holster, while fetching his phone with his free hand and dialing a few numbers.  He pushed the device to the side of his face and held it where with his shoulder while his hands worked at the gun, dropping the magazine to get a bullet count before sliding it back in and chambering the first round.  "[color=a9a9a9]Hey, we've got a breach,[/color]" he said plainly to whoever was on the other end.  "[color=a9a9a9]Send the cavalry.[/color]"  There wasn't much discussion from the other person.  Lex just quickly disconnected the call and pocketed the phone.  He looked back to Uná once more.  "[color=a9a9a9]Judgement Day.  Am I going to get shot in the front by whoever the hell is being loud out there, or am I going to get stabbed in the back by the woman whose life I saved?[/color]"  He didn't wait for the answer.  He simply turned around, putting her behind him, and faced the entry door to the office.  His anticipation continued to surge as his grip on the firearm tightened.
		 
	Just then, the door was violently ejected from the room itself with a loud crack, the hinges splintering off and flying across the way.  Lex found himself staring at a fair haired slender man.  The air around him seemed to be moving in an odd, yet subtle way like looking through a mirage. "[color=a9a9a9]I just fixed that fucking door...[/color]" he mumbled under his breath.

	[b][color=00a99d]"I've come for the girl Uná,"[/color][/b] the stranger declared. [b][color=00a99d]"Her friends want her back. Release her or I shall release you from your wretched excuse of a vessel. Either you step down, or I will put you down..."[/color][/b]

	"[color=a9a9a9]Do you know where you are?  What you're even doing here?[/color]"  Lex was tempted to shoot first and ask questions later, but he just saw the man pull a door off without touching it.  Tact over force for this guy.  "[color=a9a9a9]She's no prisoner, but you [i]are [/i]an intrud-[/color]" He paused a moment.  The thought of intruders made it click.  That voice.  This was the guy.  The guy that invaded his mind earlier.  A slow grin formed on Lex's face.  "[color=a9a9a9][i]'I am one of you, you not alone. We are the chosen ones.'[/i]  That was you.[/color]"  Lex holstered his gun and flicked the tip of his nose with his thumb before extending a hand out to the conference table surrounded by chairs.  "[color=a9a9a9]We should talk.[/color]"