Collaborative Post by Myself and [@PURRfect93]

Wayne was grumbling to himself the whole time walking to the club. He woke up late, which wouldn't have been a problem except he figured flying in a highly populated city may not be the best idea. So he had to walk, and because of that when he got to the club no one was there. He didn't think he was early seeing as everyone probably got the message at the same time. He walked in the club and it seemed as if someone had been in there recently, but there was no sign of them now. "Excellent, now how am I supposed to find them?" Maybe someone was around who could help, he figured it wouldn't hurt to try. "Hello? Anyone here? I was told this was the place to be."

Gavin watched from a nearby ally as someone went down into the bar. Having just arrived himself he didn't catch what they looked like. Slowly he sank back into the shadows, seeking to disapear into them. Within moments he had traveled from shadow to shadow as if swiming through water. Just as Gavin arrived the other guy asked if anyone was there. Stepping from the shadows Gavin showed himself. He had a rather indiferent look on his face as he scanned the surroundings. "I doubt I'm who your looking for, assuming your here looking for the others. Judging from the tracks outside they didn't leave all that long ago. Oh yea, and I'm Gavin. Shadows my game, but I'm not to blame."

Wayne was surprised for a second as Gavin appeared out of nowhere, then realized that he really shouldn't be. He was able to fly so it shouldn't surprise him that someone else was able to teleport through shadows. "Well, you're at least part of the group I'm looking for," Wayne said to him. "I'm Wayne, element of air. Nice to meet you Gavin." Gavin was right about them not leaving too long ago, which begged the question, "do you think they're coming back? Or should we try and follow them." Wayne started walking around the club, trying to find signs of a struggle to tell if they left of their own accord or if they were forced.

Having watched Wayne as he started to look around. "I haven't seen much, but if experience has taught me anything, they went peacefully. I say we go after them. No use in sitting here for them to get back, if they even do. For all we know they might be off fighting aliens or something." Gavin pulled a hand out of his pocket and offered it to Wayne. "Coming with? I doubt the ride will be like flying. Of course I'm also assuming you can if you have air as an element. It'll feel more like swimming. Just a heads up if you wanna hitch a ride." Cocking his head to the side he waited for a response.

"I suppose I will go with you, better than staying here at the very least," Wayne said as he walked backed and took Gavin's hand. "I'm trusting you with this, so don't end up taking us to China," he said in a joking tone. Even though he had just met the boy he trusted him, maybe it was how he talked, maybe because they were both elementals. Whatever the reason, he trusted Gavin would take them to where they needed to be.

Gavin actually chuckled at Wayne commented on going to China. "Don't worry, I've been doing things like this for almost ten years now." No sooner had he spoken then the shadows seemed to come alive, wrapping around the two of them in till they faded away into the darkness.

Being inside the darkness was like floating in water, but you could breath. They could see everything in vary shades of darker colors and the darkest of places seemed to be lit up slightly. Suddenly they took off as if launched out of a guns barrel, shooting out of the bar and down the street. Gavin sped from one shadow to the next like a dolphin diving into currents as he pulled Wayne with him.

It was easy enough for Gavin to follow the subtle tracks left behind by the others, mainly due to a coolant leak. Within minutes they were outside of the renegade base. Gunshots and fighting could be heard inside, albeit muffled and slow. As Gavin and Wayne emerged from the shadows, they grew louder and faster. "Well, were here. And somethings deffinetly wrong." 

Luckily the emerged from the shadows next to a wall so Wayne could support himself. "No, gunshots aren't good," he gasped for breath as he spoke, "do you get used to that? Or is it always kind of weird?" He finally caught his breath and pulled his staff out of his pocket, preparing to fight whoever was inside the building. With a click of a button it expanded from about one foot in length to around six feet, he had made it himself, it took a long time to be able to fit all the parts for his glider in the staff while still making it small enough to fit in his pocket. "At any rate, should I knock the door open, or would you prefer to go in all stealthy through the shadows?"