"From what I've seen, the vast majority of information in the LexCorp HQ has been recorded digitally. His office workers each have a small filing cabinet for documents they need for their day-to-day duties." Anthony replies before continuing, "My father has never been fond of leaving a paper trail and because he has eidetic memory, he doesn't keep a paper copy of anything he's seen." Before Anthony answers Kijani's second question, he thinks for a moment, "If the guards are on the top floor with us, then that means they're the ones my father trusts the most. The only people he trusts are those that work purely for monetary gain, because the only people that could bribe them are to heroic to resort to that. I will retain them." He clears his throat, then answers, "Knock them out, if at all possible." Anthony turns to Ben and clarifies, "I want to make sure you know that you're only to kill guards and metahumans. If there are any office workers that stayed late for over time, simply paralyze them."

Ben frowns, "That's fine, but are you serious about not knowing what kind of supers I'm going against? The most guys I've ever fought was nine, and they were basically street-level thugs. How the hell do you expect me to take on that many people? Did you even try to recruit more help?"

Anthony sighs, "Ms. Rayne, please convince Ben to calm down while I finish getting ready." Anthony stands and walks to his bedroom.

Kijani blinked in surprise. "Wha- me?!" But Anthony was gone, leaving she and Ben alone. She turned to him, frowning slightly. "Ben... when was the last time you had a real fight? I mean, street thugs? Honestly, I don't care if there were nine or ninety. I'm pretty sure you're both competent enough and powerful enough to handle a real opponent." A faint smile graced her features. "It will be a testament to your skill. The thing about people like Anthony... and me as well, is that we're incredibly picky. We will only choose the best. Anything less is unacceptable. The fact that you're here at all means that you are the best." She leaned close enough to press her cheek against Ben's, whispering in his ear. "If things go south and Anthony tells you to clean up, don't be fooled. He doesn't place anyone's life above his own. Be smart. I know you are." She gently kissed his cheek, as if that was what she meant to do anyway.

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Austin smiled at her and said," now. Here is my dilemma. I don't know what we can possibly do in the city, or on campus." He released her, looking at her with his head tilted.

Kyra shrugged, "It doesn't matter ti me.. It's up to you."

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Connor picked up his back, shouldering it, having decided he was finished, looked up when Bruce Wayne entered, looking to the new student. "Okay then" he said, going up to Johan Schmidt. "I'm Connor Stark" he offered a hand in greeting

Black Skull takes Connor's hand and shakes it. "Call me Black."

Connor frowned, and shook is head, "if that's an alias, I'll still call you Johan" He said "We start calling everyone by their alias, and things get confusing"

Ben can't help but smile as Kijani compliments him, but the grin soon fades. "If you're suggesting I sacrifice Anthony for my own sake, you don't know me. I don't leave people behind, and besides, he has big plans for the future. He's going to make it a better place and he said I'm going to be his right-hand man."

Upstairs in the master bedroom, Anthony takes of his coat, puts on a shoulder holster and straps on a pistol. He then puts on a coat that is nearly identical to the first one, the only difference being that the second is made by a Colombian company called Miguel Caballero. Finally, Anthony slips a small syringe into his pocket and heads back downstairs just in time to see Ben and Kijani finishing their conversation. "Time to go, people," he says before exiting the house. Waiting in the driveway is a luxurious, black limo. Watson, upon seeing Anthony, opens one of the rear doors and waits for his other to passengers to appear.

Kijani didn't have the heart or the nerve to tell Ben that he should have gotten that in writing. There would be more time for that later, when none of them were dead. She rose and smoothed her suit before heading out the door. The sight of the limo made her smile a bit. They were going to battle in style. She removed her sword from around her back, and slid into the car, calmly resting it across her lap. Leaning against the soft, plush seat, she relaxed and wished, briefly, that she had a cold drink.

Soon after Ben enters into the limo, Watson begins the forty-five minute drive to New York City. As they near the LexCorp headquarters, Anthony gives Watson the order to pull over. Ben begins to slide out of the car when a hand on his shoulder stops him in his tracks. Anthony looks him in the eye and says, "Failure is not an option. That's why I chose you." With a nod serving as a farewell, Ben quickly makes his way out of the car, then sprints up the side of a nearby building, disappearing into the night.

A few minutes later, as the limo comes to a smooth stop at their destination, Anthony turns to Kijani and asks, "Do you trust me?"

Flood was startled by the hug and flicked the shock device off his shoulder. "That's never happened. Ever." He said to himself as he followed Connor and saw him talking to a new student. This one looked more confident than most newbies. " Hey Connor, who's the new guy?" He called as he walked closer.

Connor looked over at Flood, shrugged, "Johan Schmidt. Say's to call him Black, but I'm just going with Johan" he said

"Johan Schmidt was my Father, and you will respect him. I am Johan Schmidt the Second. I would prefer you just call me Black. its a title, not an alias." Black said with a frown on his face. He then looked over at the other boy. "Who might you be?"

" The name's Flood. Nice to meet you Black. Johan Schmidt huh? The Red Skull correct?" Flood asked using his encyclopedic knowledge of different heroes and villains of the ages.

Connor sighed, "I have never met your father, so how can I respect him?" He said, shrugged, shifting, glancing to flood again when he spoke, before saying "Why Black, though? Obviously in reference to Red Skull, but still"

Black shot Connor a dirty look. "Whatever. I guess I'll bunk with you two. where can i lay down? I have been walking no stop for days. its been a while since i have walked no stop. I once did it for a month, and that was on a bad day."

Wonderful, Connor thought. There was a second bed in his room, but he thought he had been out of the danger of having a room mate. "The dorms are nearby" He said, "Have you signed up for one? There might be an empty dorm, otherwise you'll have to share" He said

"You could always hang with me in my hideout." Flood offered as he looked to an empty classroom across the hall. "Nobody uses the classroom anymore."

"No I didn't seeing as i just got here. Lets go see then." Black opened the door and walked outside, waiting on Connor.

Connor led him to the computers, to sign in for classes and dorm rooms, "You have to sign in, for dorm room, and classes. The only classes you have no choice but to attend are Power Development and Gym. The others, you get a choice in. There's a variety of classes"

Black looked at these computers. "How are there so many in one room?! I remember computers taking up a whole room!" he looked around the room in astonishment. he sat down at one of the computers "Wow... just wow..."

Connor blinked, "Um. Computers can be a small as a hand now-a-days. Uh. Did you get frozen, or something?" He asked, "Maybe I should just help you here" He said, sitting down,signing Johan in, "There's a free dorm room" He grabbed a list of classes and their time tables, and a map. "Here, have these"