[i]His footsteps echoed off the walls of the hall below the hundreds of feet above him. Soon those above would see why Conduits had to be controlled and exterminated. The Reapers were a good start but with the Reapers mostly targeting them, it was tough to show the public their exploits without revealing their own. All they could do was try to crush the gang before they got out of hand.
He continued down the secret hall eventually coming to a room with several other green helmet comrades, all sorrounding a cage shrouded in darkness.
"We ready?" he asked in a deep voice. One of them came forward.
"Affirmative. Project Sandstorm is ready. Give the command and we shall release it," the other man said holding out a button that would open the cage.
For a brief moment the leader felt guilt f or what he was about to do. There would be innocent blood spilled in this plan but it was necessary blood, their sacrifice shall not be in vain. In their lost, they would help in the progress of the Syndicate.
"Then project Sandstorm is a go," he said with a cruel smug evil grin under the helmet, clicking the button. The cage opened to reveal a man but not just any man. This man was a conduit, the Syndicate's enemy. It was ironic that in order for them to go forward with their plans the Syndicate needed the conduits to help them. The conduit opened his eyes, which were heavily bloodshot.
The leader of the group bent forward to the man."Now go and cause some chaos my pet," he said smugly. The conduit without a blink of his eyes stood up and then disappeared as a pile of sand and flew out heading for the entrance that would lead above to the museum.
"Let the chaos begin," he added then turned to the group ",You shall remain and take the sandman's abilities away once enough damage is done but be warned, the Reapers might come and we can't afford another captured Syndicate member." They nodded and left the leader alone to wait.
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Up above the people were oblivious of the impending doom they would soon face. It was business as usual, all up until the ground began to shake beneath the museum goers. Then the floor burst beneath a group of goers knocking people all around, the sand conduit bursting forth and attacking everything in site, inanimate objects and people. The museum burst into pandemonium as people trampled one another to escape the attack. Some would never make it out and they would become one with the other relics that now were in the museum.[/i]

((I'll have a post up for Scorn and Kiera later, unfortunately I screwed up and lost their stuff but I wanted to get the chaos stuff started))