Angel and Reri had deliberately stayed further back, the kids needed the spotlight and Ante Mortem needed to tie up loose ends. Angel couldn't help but chuckle as a flashback occured, the event of his debriefing. A young officer trembling as he explained key factors for mission while Ante Mortem zoned out. Though a few words did stick out.

"Stealthily"

"Silently"

"Indirect" 

"Avoid attention" 


Rin's cold doll like gaze slowly observed the chaos in front of them and then her head tilted to face her partner. "This is...a terrible idea" she spoke in her deadpan tone. Her partner though just continued to chuckle as he walked out to greet the "Keepers". 

The one in charge saluted the Chrono and began explaining their counter measures. The entire premise had been cordoned off and all traffic diverted via the manipulation of traffic lights and policing force. Next they had cut all communication within a 10 mile radius of the white house, no signal could go in or out. Specialized support Asylums had also been deployed, their illusionary barriers coating the White House, blocking all auditory and visual ques. For the witnesses present, they would be herded off to quarantine camps under the pretense of being exposed to gas leak, here their memories will be gently modified. Post mission completion, media manipulation will allow the story of the gas leak to be fed to the public. 

Angel couldn't help but clap in appreciation, this was the true power behind AMRO. Sure the trained alchemist killing force was important but the Keepers, they were the foundation. These ordinary humans that toiled to maintain balance, they were the sweepers that ensured chaos was contained. 

"Satisfactory..." The Chrono replied and calmly walked off to join the twins. Rin never understood the value of human life, aside from that of some very select few individuals. She found the vast majority to be expendable, that was the extent of their worth. The twins, they were an anomaly for her. To her these children meant little, but because of their relation to her partner their importance was elevated. As such, they can't be harmed. 


When Angel finally arrived through the barrier the White House was in shambles, he considered scolding the twins on property damage....but Ante Mortem had recently destroyed Niagra Falls, and it had to be artificially reconstructed. The Reaper gave a weary sigh, these kids were too smart for their own good and their habit of getting into trouble was endearing but exhausting. 

His senses had picked up roughly thirty six rogue alchemists within the premise, more than half had been silenced as soon as Rin had entered. The latter were now concealing their alchemic drive. They probably won't cause trouble after seeing this display. 

"Excellent work little ones," Angel spoke as he casually joined the twins and other Asylums. Both his palms resting atop their heads as he squeezed their skulls. "Quite the aggressive display," he spoke while bonking their heads gently together. "Explosions, destroyed the white house, injured perhaps 3/4th of the special forces, but ......buuuuut....where is Mr President?" Before Angel could bonk their heads again, both of the devious little chimps squirmed out of his grip and dashed away, giggling. Rin a step behind them throughout, like a shadow. 

This left the Lost Number with Samad, Elsa and Bella surrounded by the bodies of groaning officers and bystanders, all still alive....all except the foolish rogues who were a blood smear. 

"The president is not here....and I can't sense him. He is being veiled," Angel spoke more to himself than the others, his fingers gently tapping the metal frame of his glasses. "They have been recruiting rogues....and they have one that can veil someone while keeping their own alchemic drive hidden....." Now Angel was smiling. "This has just gotten interesting....any ideas where Mr President could be?"