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[center][h3]Police Station, Sunrise ----> [b]???[/b][/h3]
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They had time. After all, even if somebody did take notice to the disappearances in the police station, it would certainly take longer than a few minutes to piece it all together, and then send out a call for aid. In fact, Rider had pulled up by the next target, pausing only to speak to his master before he would leave and repeat his actions. 

[color=f7941d]"Master, what you say has me worried."[/color] Ashurbanipal bit his lips, and drummed his fingers against the steering wheel. [color=f7941d]"It makes sense, but it still fills me with worry. Humanity's decline was clear even in the golden age. I was a scholar who discovered the old languages, and I could read tablets of magic from the lost eras of humanity. I knew secrets of the Gods. And yet... Everything I learned only made it more clear that humanity was starting a decline. It would rise, it would fall, but each rise would be lesser as more and more of what we knew became a stretched and worn concept."[/color] Perhaps it was nostalgia. Not all heroic spirits adjusted well to the changes in humanity. Some, like Christopher Columbus never gave up their old ways. That man was a slaver in life, and a slaver as a servant. 

Maybe Ashurbaniapl was just one of those servants who didn't adjust well to the modern day. Though, he was kidnapping people for torture, so he was unlikely to be winning any awards for being well adjusted. 

[color=f7941d]"Your promise is just going to make this easier."[/color] He smiled, and vanished. A minute later, he returned, and hit the gas. Taking the odd turn down an alleyway, making odd cuts as he drove about. [color=f7941d]"If we're being followed I have an idea."[/color] He said, and adjusted his cap. The city vanished as he pulled onto the highway. The path was pretty straight-forward, and he could really hit the gas. The wheel spun in his hand, as other cars swept past him. The wheels of his car bounced and the city was left far behind. After all, he had no reason to fight on the streets of the city. It would only get messy. And perhaps fighting in a city would only aid his enemy. He wanted to be the one to pick the fighting ground. 

[color=f7941d]"Master, if things become dangerous, I have a room for you in my chambers."[/color] Ashurbanipal explained as he pulled the vehicle over to the side. The vast Mojave Desert before him, and any followers with only one way to go after him. "[color=f7941d]You'll arrive back at the library in an instant. It's an empty, unused torture chamber, so you'll just be able to leave it without a fuss."[/color] It was a good plan. Anything endangers his master, and he'd just whisk her away back to where she was most safe. 

He didn't leave the vehicle, as if he was planning to fight from that if he had to. [color=f7941d]"And now... We can wait."[/color] He had already done enough set up. Waiting was what he needed now. Wait for all his set up to pay off. 

[center] [b]Now Waiting at the Mojave Desert[/b] [/center]