Angel reached out both arms and grabbed the heads of the two siblings in front of him, fingers rustling their hair as the Lost Number towered over them. The reaction from this squad was less than stellar at his arrival, he wasn't exactly expecting a parade but at least some excitement? Hadn't he assisted them with their grand escape and saved their lives on multiple occasions? Angel would himself lost in thought for a brief second. Or perhaps had he placed them in danger? In the end the Silver Reaper merely shrugged it off and his attention finally returned when on of them finally answered the right question!

[i]“Why are we going after the president? It’s not everyday that AMRO is wanting to throw the world into a frenzy and with the current struggles we are facing it seems like an odd time to stir up more troubles.”[/i]

He snapped his fingers in the direction of Zane and Bella as they stirred his dramatic flair. The twins behind him striking a pose with the Chrono joining in at last second. The only thing missing was a contained explosion, perhaps some fog.....next time. 

"The current struggles are the reason for this. Real power and the perception of power are almost one in the same!" Angel was smiling now as he transmuted the ground to summon a chair and sat cross legged in one fluid motion. "When one falters it effects the other and the ripples attract vultures. A.M.R.O has been considerably crippled since the incident at the Island and others have noticed." The last part was a whisper, as if an omen uttered. "Our reach is divided between quelling splintered uprisings and repairing the damage from the fall out. Now the world powers thing us weak, they think they can ascend from pieces to players." His smirk was almost livid, a seething anger clawing to the surface before being buried once more. The though of ants claiming to challenge titans, it was ludicrous and that is how the world turned to ash. 

Rin's cold eyes switched from the amusing twins to the Asylum dogs in front of her. She viewed them like she viewed almost every other thing there is, without interest. "When worms forget themselves, they must be reminded." She spoke, her tone devoid of any emotion. It was a simple fact. Her partner simply nodded to the Chrono's truth. 

"The world powers know of A.M.R.O and they know off alchemy. They also provide generous donations that help fund many projects for A.M.R.O. However when altruism dies, humanity dies." Angel was smirking again, but this time it was his usual mischievous smile, the devil's smile. "We cant let that happen now can we? And as such we shall show them the strength of A.M.R.O, we shall display absolute power so they are reminded. A.M.R.O has just told us to put up a show!" Now the Lost Number was standing as he faced his new team of misfit soldiers that included two small children who had black mailed him to be part of this mission and the rest slightly more mature children.

"We will not kill a single person, we will effortless disarm and destroy their weaponry. We will walk straight to the oval office and drag the president away!" By now the Reaper was laughing as if all of this was a beautiful joke. "This will be fun!" And that smile was back. "And who better to lead us than a pair of kids!" Now Angel was kneeling and yet still taller than the two twins. "What say little ones? You lead and we will follow!" 

"After today the great United States of America will never miss an altruistic donation!" 

[center]And then an Angel laughed[/center]