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Ig was a bit taken aback by the imagines injected into his brain. <Yeerk,> his mind heard as the image of a slimey slug like creature popped into his mind. These slug aliens crawled into ear canals and took over the brains of their host. The blue alien, the Andalite, had been fighting to stop them. He even saw himself and the others around him through the aliens eyes. <Will you fight?> The Andalite challenged the group with his question. To say no was to allow the entire human race to be slaves to alien brain slugs, how could anyone with the knowledge they now had say no?

“Damn straight I'm in.” Ig answered without a second thought. He'd never been one to turn down a challenge and he certainly wouldn't start now with the stakes so high. He'd grown up on scifi movies and the thought of battling aliens for the fate of the human race was the kind of adventure he'd actually had dreams about. “So how exactly are we fighting these Yeerks? Sprinkle a bit of salt on them?” He asked, half joking, as he saw Jimmy tring to patch up the Andalite. He was fairly familiar with Jimmy having been a semi-regular customer of his for a while. His mom usually made him get his own weed as she quickly got sick of him smoking hers all the time.
Still here as well

Do the vampires in this have reflections, require an invitation to enter a home, and do they have any reaction to dead blood or garlic?
Benji was pretty quiet during the trip to the grocery store, he was still abnormally focused on their surroundings, his heart beating faster than it should and his body tense in expectation of danger. There was a group of teenagers in the checkout line ahead of them that smelled like they bathed in that cheap spray cologne. The smell made his nose burn and his stomach completely nauseous. He was thankful when they left the store and returned to the motel. He smiled a bit at the sleeping Paon. If it wasn't for the guy's snoring he might have checked for a pulse but he seemed to be breathing. He chuckled at Willa's comment that he could be hibernating. He shrugged and opened a window like she had asked but didn't really pay too much attention to her advice, how bad could it really smell.

He had definitely made a mistake in underestimating the smell of the hair dye. It was horrible, it was ten times worse the smell those kids at the grocery store wore. It blocked out every other smell and made his nose feel like it was on fire. He could only stand it for a few minutes before he went outside the room, closed the door, and sat next to the door as standing by the door made him look too conspicuous. He could still smell the foul chemicals from outside but it wasn't nearly as bad. Although he was exhausted he was still too alert to fall asleep even if he wanted to. He'd failed Willa earlier, as much as people he knew might joke about it Benji truly saw himself as a supernatural guard dog, protecting people from danger was his role. Today he failed in his role and he had failed Willa. She had done her part, disabling the guns, using her powers to their fulfillment. He had to try harder and to be better not only to protect those he cared for but because he was the last of his family and he had to honor their memories and be worthy of being the one who survived.

When Benji heard the hairdryer on he pulled his phone, a disposable plain cell, from his pocket and dialed up a nearby pizza place. He figured the pizza would there by the time she was done. The pizza ended up arriving before Willa was done with her hair so he went back inside and left the pizza box on a table. The horrible smell had mostly left the room but he still caught hints of it and of course none of the smells or noise had disturbed his sleep. He wished he could be that relaxed for a even a minute. He grabbed a beer from the small mini fridge that was in the room, he kept beer and water in it. He sat in one of the rooms chairs and waited only another couple minutes before Willa came out of the bathroom with darker hair. She asked him how it was and he immediately smiled.

“You look stunning, as always. How do you like it?” He replied. He knew how much she loved her hair, it was important to her and while, if he was totally honest, he liked the red slightly better, hair wasn't important to him. She could shave her head for all he cared and she'd still be Willa, he liked her for the person that she was not for her hair color.

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Charlie drank quite a bit more than he usually did and his mood was clearly more somber than it had been earlier. Thoughts of watching a creature burn seemed exponentially worse than skinning a sedated creature that looked like a monster already. He took another shot of well whiskey with Murphy. Charlie made a face like he was going to hurl but held it back.

“You okay bro?” Murphy asked. Charlie said nothing but nodded a yes. “Well let's go outside, I need a smoke.” Charlie was thankful for the suggestion. The fresh air on the bar's patio made his head feel a lot better and after a few minutes his surroundings stopped spinning. “Feeling wary about tomorrow?” Mack asked as he lit up a cigarette.

“Yeah a bit, is it that obvious?” He asked. Mack nodded while inhaling and offered the pack to Charlie who shook his head in reply.

“I guess some of the things we do seem cruel. Some of them seem human.” Charlie said.

“Yeah they do, but it's act man, they aren't human. I'm not some psychopath, I wouldn't do this shit to person or even an animal but what we're dealing with is pure evil.” Mack said as he knocked ashes from the cigarette into an ashtray. “I had an older sister, she was always looking out for me, keeping me out of trouble. We were pretty close and she was in school to become a doctor. A vampire murdered my sister in a parking lot. If these were people I wouldn't do this, but these are monsters. No one else is doing a damn thing about it either, except Dr. McConnel and his labs. The government, the police they know about these monsters and they keep it a secret and cover up these murders and people keep dying. We pull these monsters off the streets and we keep them away from good people. Being a hero isn't easy Charlie, what we do is hard but everyone at those labs is a hero in my eyes. Sometimes doing what's right means getting your hands dirty.” Murphy said his piece calmly and with more sincerity than Charlie had heard from anyone who worked at the labs.

“You really think they're all evil?” Charlie asked, though he was pretty convinced by Murphy.

“I know it, I see it them every day at the labs man. I'm not the only one whose lost someone; Dr. West's son was a toddler when he was killed by werewolf on a camping trip, Baker in accounting's wife was killed by a demon, Barnes nearly died from a witches' curse and Dr. Harper's infant was stole by fairy's. Those are just a few, I know they recruit people who've been victims of these monsters, helps give us a sense of justice.” Murphy said proudly.

Charlie liked the thought of doing something heroic. He knew he'd never be a traditional hero but if his work in the labs and through science could really make a difference then that was more than he could hope for. “You make a good point Murphy, I guess it just takes some getting used to.”

“No shit it does, some of this stuff is intense.” Murphy agreed as he left the cigarette butt in the ashtray and followed Charlie back into the bar.
Benji held Willa close and softly stroked her hair as she cried. He was used to looking for scientists and their black vans but human threats that had nothing to with supernaturals wasn't anything he had thought to expect. It was jarring and only reaffirmed his disdain for humanity; they were cruel to his kind and equally cruel to each other. He wanted to able to protect her from things like this, not because she couldn't handle herself in a fight, she was, in fact, stronger than he, but because people like her, people who were categorically kind should be shielded from violence, they were better than it. He gently massaged her lower back, hoping that he was in some way comforting.

“It'll be okay, we'll look out for each other. We'll be more alert. I'll do better, Sparkie.” He offered, knowing that if he had been more alert he might have sensed the danger. Instead he was distracted by being near Willa again. He reluctantly let her go when as she spoke to the woman from the diner over the phone.

Benji sat close to Willa at picnic table in the park. He was hyper alert, eyeing everyone who wandered too close and ready for fight at a moments notice. He'd been in state of hyper vigilance since the diner, he wouldn't be caught of guard again and he wouldn't let harm near Willa. Every sudden movement and new sound demanded his immediate attention. The park did not feel safe, people were everywhere and if there was danger there was no where to go. He jumped up into a fighters stance as Maren approached. His arms were down but he was ready to act if she was not what she seemed to be. He cautiously sat back down when she sat down and kept careful watch of her hands for sudden movement. He made no effort to hide his suspicions of her but gave a smile at her story about Willa.

“That sounds like you.” He said with admiration, it made him proud of his people to hear any story of supernaturals fighting to help one another. His had to stifle a snarl when Maren mentioned working at the labs with scientists. Willa grabbed his hand in an attempt to calm him, and it helped some and he quietly watched Maren leave. “I don't trust her, she works for them knows what they do there and lets it happen. It could be a trap too.” He said scanning the area again for any sign that scientists could have followed her to them. Willa mentioned dying her hair to better stay hidden. “I think you should color your hair if that's what you want to do, but don't do it out of fear of the scientists. Don't change for them, don't let them take anything from you and if they come after us it will be the last thing they do.” He said quietly, but with malice near the end. The hand Willa held remained unchanged but the claws in his free hand extended deep into the wood of the picnic table. He had to close his eyes for a few seconds as he could feel them turn bright yellow as rage stirred the wolf within. He he focused on Willa to help calm him, her presence and scent centered him and he repressed the rage and the wolf. His claws retracted, the glow left his eyes, but he remained vigilant of his surroundings. He couldn't let himself calm completely, if he wasn't alert he could miss some sign of danger.

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Charlie nodded and wished Maren a good evening as she left. He didn't follow her advice though, he kept working well past dinner time. Eventually though his stomach was growling loud enough to be distracting and he began to pack up his stuff for the night.

“Working late Mr. Novak?” Asked a familiar voice. Dr. West's tone sounded pleased with Charlie's work ethic.

“Yeah, I guess I just lost track of time. Did you need my help with something?” Charlie asked.

“No I am on my way out. Some of us are going over to the bar across the street. Mr. Murphy assures me that they have 'bomb pizza and nachos.'” Dr. West said rolling his eyes referring to a member of the security team who was a year or two younger than Charlie. He paused for a second, bit his tongue a little just to make sure he hadn't fallen asleep at his desk and that this was some weird dream. Nope, he really had just heard Dr. West say bomb pizza and nachos while inviting him to a bar. “Don't look so shocked Charlie, despite the rumors I am not a robot, I go to bars.” Dr. West said slightly annoyed.

“Right, sounds great, I'm starving.” Charlie replied as he quickly grabbed his stuff and followed Dr. West to meet up with the others who had been working late. Charlie had a surprisingly good time, he ate pizza, drank cheap beer and played a few games of pool with Murphy.

“Hey did West tell you what's going down tomorrow?” Murphy asked excitedly as he lined up a shot.

“Nope.” Charlie replied, grinning then as Murphy's shot failed and the ball stopped short of the pocket.

“Dude we are burning a Phoenix.” Murphy said with child-like excitement just as Charlie went to make a shot.

“What?” He asked as the shock caused him to hit the ball to hard and sent the white ball into the pocket.

“Yeah, West had one shipped in from a lab in New Mexico just for you. Oh shit I think it was supposed to be a surprise. Well when he tells you act surprised. Man it's crazy I saw one burn up a few months ago, it's like an intense fire show.” Murphy grabbed the white ball and lined up his next shot and made it with ease.

“You, uh, burn them alive?” Charlie asked.

“Oh dude its cool. You know about Phoenix's right? They like rise back up from the ashes a bit later. It's the only way to get ashes and you usually get a good amount of tears before hand. Anyway afterwords West usually has a barbecue at his house.” Murphy explained as he called the right corner pocket and sank the eight ball. “Added bonus, West's wife is choice.” Murphy added with a whistle just as Dr. West approached to tell Charlie of tomorrow's plans and Charlie pretended to act surprised and excited.
Benji lept from his seat immediately and instinctively put himself in between the man with a machine gun and Willa. He moved to tackle the man as he got ready open fire again. Though Benji was quick he was not faster than a speeding bullet but miraculously the gun only clicked. He tackled the man, whose gun had fallen apart and held the man, hands behind his back, and belly down of the floor. He was thankful the mans gun hadn't worked or he'd have been in some serious pain. Some of the other patrons had managed to subdue the other man and one of the chef handed him duct tape to tie the man up while they waited for police.

Once the man was secured he checked on Willa, who he was guessing was the reason why the guns had mysteriously malfunction. One thing that did stick out to him was the lack of injury to all but one, this close with a gun like that should have been a lot more deadly. He was guessing someone else in the diner was also a supernatural just as he noticed a conspicuously dressed woman talking to Willa before slipping out the diner in the commotion just as the police showed up. “You okay?”He asked louder than normal as his ears were still ringing from the gunfire.

Benji was not pleased to have to deal with making a statement to the police, in fact it took up a good chunk of the day. Eventually they were permitted to leave, and Benji kept an arm around Willa as they walked. “It'd be nice, for once, to go a few hours without getting into trouble.” He said trying to lighten the mood some. “So, if you don't mind me asking, who was your friend back there?” He asked referring to the woman she'd been talking to in the booth.

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Charlie was completely absorbed in his work, looking over findings from the day's lab work and making sense of the data collected. He was also trying not to remember what a skinned werewolf looked like because he was hoping to be able to eat again later in the day. He didn't hear Maren enter his office and jumped up when she spoke knocking over his empty coffee cup. Drinking caffeine all day had him jumpy, and as it felt awkward and lazy to actually ask someone else to get coffee for him he'd gotten himself several cups throughout the day. “Hey Maren, have a seat.” He said waiting until she was seated before he sat back down.

“Wow your day sounds intense. I'm sorry that happened, you could have said something sooner and taken the rest of the day off. Man I'd be so freaked out if that happened to me. That's crazy that you can even focus on work at all.” He said, legitimately impressed, as he'd never witnessed a violent crime or been near a gun before, both of which freaked him out. “You look pretty shaken you want dip out early? Or if you want we could get a drink or something. Which I offer in a platonic, non HR violation, sort of way and feel totally free to say no and I promise not to be awkward about it. Well no more awkward than usual. Also I do have the power to write something like that off as a business expense.”
I don't know if we're missing anyone as yet, but I reckon @Ceta de Cloyes might as well get us moved forward.

You know what we might do, and I don't know what the canon on this is, but we might just hold on to the cube, so that we can introduce new characters as needed. Is it like, expended when it's used?


Canonically I know they didn't keep it at first but it was rediscovered later and that for it to work someone who already had morphing abilities had to be touching the cube along with those wishing to gain the power. I think it would make sense for them to keep the cube to protect it from falling into yeerk/controller hands though.
@Wick no problem and no rush I work early tomorrow anyway
Benji lead the way back to the cheap he'd been staying. One of those motels where all the little rooms where lined up outside rather than collected together in a large building. His possessions were scarce and everything he owned could be carried in a simple duffle bag he'd gotten at an army surplus store. The few things he had were mostly replaceable with the exception of the few pictures he had left of his family, which he always kept on his person. The duffle bag was always kept mostly packed in case he needed to make a quick get away but he could easily live without it if necessary. The room itself was kept neat, Benji didn't like having clutter and he rarely spent a lot of time in the room anyway. He helped Willa get Paon onto the bed and while she was in the bathroom he wrote out a note with his phone number for when they guy finally woke up. He was fairly impressed with the dragon's ability to sleep through anything, Benji was a light sleeper and his enhanced hearing made even the slightest noise loud enough to wake him.

Benji was taken off guard by her question, he hadn't intended anything by it and it took him a second to remember when he'd said it. That didn't mean that it wasn't true, Willa was clearly beautiful. He'd thought so from the moment they met but they had become such good friends he didn't want to ruin that or make things awkward. “Of course I think your beautiful and I've got prefect vision so you can trust me on this. Your completely stunning, and I don't say it because I expect anything or to make things awkward. I say it because it's true and you deserve to hear it.” He said before stepping closer and giving her hug.

“If we ever get separated again I swear I won't bail, I'll look everywhere until I find you. I promise. I should have tried harder to track you down before. I wasn't even sure you wanted to see me again and I was too full of myself to apologize. I'm sorry. You're a much better person than I am and your the best friend I've ever had. I couldn't handle losing you twice.” He added before letting go of Willa. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, he wasn't used to expressing himself this much or talking about emotions. He rarely told people how he felt, preferring to show those things through his actions. He felt like Willa needed to hear it, he didn't want her to think he'd abandon her and he didn't feel his actions back then truly conveyed how much she meant to him.

“Ok, I'm done being sappy. I know a nice diner not too far from here that only uses organic and free range products.” He suggested, awkwardly trying to change the subject and slipping by her into the bathroom to brush his own teeth; he didn't want to have dog breath or anything.

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“Thanks, you're a life saver I haven't eaten all day.” He managed to say before devouring a donut. He made sure he didn't talk with his mouth full of food, he had a bad habit of doing that sometimes. “Tinkerbell, ha, that's funny. Dr. West says that whole Disney fairy stuff is bull, I guess fairies like to steal babies and all kinds of crazy stuff. Dr. West said that the sanitation of the old stories, you know about monsters and things, has been completely detrimental to humanity. See cause now people think these creatures are these harmless Disney versions and most people have no idea the dangers they really pose. Man you should hear him talk about vampire movies, then he really gets going.” Charlie said with a chuckle as he grabbed another donut.

He was mid swallow of the last half of a donut when one of the handlers slapped him on the back. "Nice job on skinning the werewolf Charlie." Charlie started coughing but managed to both cover his mouth and keep all the half chewed donut inside his mouth. He swallowed the food, cleared his throat, and quickly regained his composer.

“Thanks, I guess, but if you consider throwing up in a trash can for fifteen minutes and almost fainting while Dr. West laughs at me doing a great job, you might need to tweak your hiring process.” He joked. He lost his appetite at the mention of what he'd seen this morning but tried to keep his reaction hidden. Charlie really wanted to fit in and he felt he was making progress with becoming comfortable in his new job. Dr. West had given the werewolf a paralytic to keep the creature still but it was still a grotesque thing to witness.

“Nothing to worry about Kid, I threw up my first time too. A lot of us did, it's almost a right of passage. I'm sure West took to it all right away though, he lives for this creepy shit.” The guy said slapping Charlie's shoulder in friendly way.

“Everyone here's so nice, I was worried that being younger than most of the other scientists they wouldn't take me seriously but they've all been friendly. Well, I mean Dr. West can be kind of weird and creepy but I think deep down in his robotic heart he likes working with me. I even saw him smile a couple times. And he said he'd let Dr. McConnel know how well I'm doing.” He said proudly as he set the donut box back where Maren had it. He noticed she looked different, upset maybe.

“You okay? I'm being annoying right? Here you are trying to get work done and I'm going on and on about my boring day. If I'm ever being a bother feel free to tell me to go away, I won't be offended. I don't always take hints so well, sorry for being pest.” He said and flashed a friendly smiling. “You're doing great work too by the way. I'm glad they paired me with a cool assistant.” He added before heading back to his office.
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