While everything seemed peaceful through the forest there was something that was not part of it present. Of course she wasn't, but beside her. Noticing slight details and sounds was not a difficult thing for her. However, she might not get to thinking or acknowledging it for a moment.

Mom doesn't like what I'm out during storms. She doesn't understand... I need to study. What What was that sound? My hands are cold...

Continuing on for a few moments she rubbed her hands together to warm them up as she went along. She could have used her power to warm them up quicker. But she had worked out that using her ability out in the open was a bad idea. Rocking back and forth she hummed a bit before coming back to that sound. Whirling around she scanned the area. Ordinarily she would be able to see things moving that normally would be invisible. People and things had a static charge that she could see at times, right now though the humidity and rain muted that significantly.

Miffed that someone might be watching, which was a rather odd response, she stamped a foot down which made a splash in a puddle. "Stop looking at me!" The moment of frustration died out and she returned to normal. Drumming her fingers against her thumb she looked around casually before leaning against a tree.

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Liz looked down in confusion. That was definitely her sister, but...

Why on Earth was she making mud angels?

"Sis! What are you doing out there!" She yelled down, carefully moving closer though the trees. Her gut was overpowering her desire to rush to her sister, something was definitely weird and she didn't like it.

"You've scared me half to death. Why didn't you come home, Sis?"

"Not the rain, no." Rubbing her hands together she leaned her head forward to keep the drops out of her face, the bill of her cap directing the flow of water away from her. "Makes things muddy and slick." Folding her arms she put her hands under her arms to warm them up.

In a moment of clarity she focused on the boy. "What are you doing out here? It's not safe to be out in a forest during a thunderstorm." As the patter of rain continued to fall she stepped forward. The lightning wasn't bad but there were rumbles in the background.

Oh yeah, there was also strange things going on. Did this kid count as strange? Not particularly considering her own situation. Odd perhaps that he would be out when kids were going missing. Did he match any of the missing kids? Going back she referenced all the pictures in the news in her head. Going through them in the blink of an eye she pointed back toward the houses. "You should go back inside."

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Liz started at the questions and continued odd behavior. Chosen? So there is someone behind this. But why?

Having dropped to the ground, it took Liz several seconds to recognize that her sister wasn't looking at her but past her. Before she could turn and look, however, something made a mad dash deeper into the woods, and her sister began to have a melt down. Which was something she hadn't done for years.

Liz made a mental note of which direction the fleeing subject had made as she approached her sister slowly.

"Sis, come on. You need to come home. This isn't right. It's not safe. It's... It's wrong . So wrong. Please!" She pleaded, gently - but forcefully - holding her sister's shoulders.

Yes, something was definitely wrong with this boy. While she didn't express it outwardly she thought about the odd behavior and words. The signs implied that this boy was out here seemingly of his own will and had joined some group. The whole thing screamed something out of a film involving cults but perhaps that was reaching without further understanding.

Standing awkwardly she watched as the boy marched up. Given the circumstances Lydia didn't feel that she had much to worry from the boy himself so no effort was made to prevent the arm being grabbed. Making sure she had a balanced charge to her body she wanted to make sure she wouldn't draw and stray bolt of lightning. Someone so close would still likely be heavily impacted. "Okay." If the boy was one of the missing children then he would likely be taking her to wherever the others were. And if she was completely off base then there would probably be no harm. Either way she didn't doubt her ability to keep herself safe.

Kurt groaned as he slowly opened the back of the van and basically fell out. He went to talk then held his snout shut with one of his hands to help stop him from vomiting."Y-y-yo-." Kurt had to hold his mouth shut again before swallowing then shivering a little at the putrid taste of his own bile."You are crazy!" Curtis then coughed a few times and wiped his mouth. He grumbled knowing complaining further wouldn't get anywhere. He then looked at the houses."Yeah I'm not sure that people would take a lizard man knocking on their door well. So if you are going to do that I'll look in the forest? That could work?"

He seemed a little unsure of himself, after getting drilled in the shoulder he was kinda left feeling a bit vulnerable. If this threat was anything like what Mr.Russo put them up against it would be equally if not more deadly. All tho he had no evidence to back this train of thought it was still speeding off at full bore. His tail twitched a little indicating his fear, plus the storm didn't help his mood making him a tad jumpy. This emotion probably looked strange on a lizard monster but it was how he looked nevertheless.

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Liz shivered as she watched her sister, trying to think of what to do.

"Sorry, sis, I've got no other choice...." She muttered before jumping onto her sister and starting to recite a spell.

Trapped between light and dark
Between the hearth and heart
Dream deep, dream long
Until I come to finish this song

Instantaneously her sister fell asleep, dreamless and timeless.

"Almost like Sleeping Beauty, without the softcore rape and stuff..." Liz sighed, falling back against the wall.

The sound of a vehicle outside caught her attention, before it cut off and she could only assume they're stopped outside.

Carefully checking her sister one last time, Liz moved to the front door, peering through the window. There were...a boy was talking to a lizard man? What... What... She couldn't process what was going on. We're these people responsible for all of this? For her sister's madness?

Moving to the backdoor, Liz climbed up to the roof. Popping over the top, she crouched by the gutter and materialized her bow, pointing it at the unknown group as the lizard finished speaking.

"Hey! Who are you? What are you doing here? WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY SISTER?" She called down to them. "Answer me or I'll turn you into Swiss cheese, or worse!"

Curtis enjoyed the feeling of the rain on his scales but he hissed quietly as some of the water seeped through a slight gap in his bandages and into his shoulder wound. He then frowned at Marcus"Your driving! That's why you're crazy!" Kurt sighed and put a hand up to his shoulder to try and adjust the bandage a little. He stopped himself knowing it was probably a bad idea. Kurt grumbled at the question about the spy gear"I don't know. If there is it's probably broken at this point..." Kurt's attention was then grabbed by the voice of a yelling girl he looked up at the girl who had a bow aimed at him.Heh that's not going to do much...He thought to himself he hissed again from rain getting into his wound.

He frowned at Marcus shifting the blame onto him, and his near slip up with the name. He grumbled to himself "Oh yeah blame it on the lizard... Real original... He said this fairly quietly so it was most likely drowned out by the rain. Kurt then refocused on the girl with the bow. He'd gone to speak but Marcus was already running his mouth.

Then Kurt face palmed. Marcus had just said to this girl who could well be related to one of the victims that he had the answer to their question of "WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY SISTER!?" buy pulling out a rubber ball and eating it. Was he actually stupid!? There was only one way for that to be interpreted! And it was not a good thing! He then watched Marcus leap at the girl and went to try and grab him but he was far to slow. "Dammit Chef!" He yelled now forced to watch what happened next.

Liz reacted quickly as the boy came flying at him. Apparently he was called Chef? That was a quirky name. And the lizard was... Dragon? Kur?

But now wasn't the time to think. Slapping a hand onto her shoulder, she quickly called out "Velocius movere!" (Latin for Move Faster)

In a blur of movement, Liz moved from where she'd been to the next roof over, raising her bow and touching her thumb to the mark on her index finger as she aimed. "Movere intendunt!" (Latin for Moving Aim)

She released the arrow, quickly firing two more which glowed a bright white, and watched as they didn't fly straight, but rather seemed to hone in on the boy as he flew towards the roof.

She wasn't aiming to kill or injure, of course, but to pin him by his pants to the roof.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY SISTER!?" she screamed again, her focus entirely on the boy.

Other than the odd behavior of the boy walking out further into the forest the young woman didn't mind being lead per se. One part of the forest wasn't that much different from another. Her enjoyment of walking in the rain was interrupted though by their sudden stop and following questions.

And to the questions she seemed to turn away instead of cooperating all the sudden. She wagged her finger and shook her head slightly. "No no no, I'm not sharing any more." Looking off into the distance she seemed to forget where she was going and started to walk off in another direction. She had put something out here one day and left it. Maybe that's why she came out here. Hard to say, thoughts jumping around too much.

Ally shifted back and forth in the seat of their armored van. She was convinced that Marcus was going to be a far superior driver than her. At least she knew the basics of driving on the street. This felt like Marcus's first time behind the wheel! As Marcus made sharp turns, she felt her stomach shift from side-to-side within her abdomen. She felt the blood leave her face as her face paled from motion-sickness.

After they came to a stop from the hell ride, Ally jumped out of the vehicle as quickly as possible. She was thankful to be on solid, unmoving ground. The issue now wasn't how to fix their stomachs, they had to find a game plan. Before they could do that, Chef and Dragon began to bicker. From the first time she met them they never seemed to have a successful chemistry, but their jabs at each other wouldn't get anything done.

As Ally was about to speak up, her stomach sickness now subsided, a girl about their age appeared and shouted, "WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY SISTER?"

"Hey, we didn't do anything!" Ally, well, technically Agent now, defended, raising her hands in the air. Although Agent didn't appreciate this girl pointing her bow at them, Ally understood why. If anything she could always shift into her metal form to protect herself from an incoming arrow. "You're missing your sister? We're here to help you find-" before she could finish, Marcus had popped a rubber ball into his mouth.

"Chef, don't!" Agent shouted, reaching her hand out as if she could grab him. It was too late! The teen already bounced to the woman wielding the bow. Agent shook her head, shocked by the rash actions of Chef. To her it was obvious that the teenage girl with the bow was affected by the kidnappings. Why couldn't Chef recognize this? They could've talked it out without any trouble, but now a battle was uncountable about to ensue.

"Dragon, we have to go stop Chef!" Agent told Dragon. She didn't exactly wait for a response before running towards the scene. Her mind was focused on stopping Chef from further-worsening the issue. They needed as many allies with as much information as they could get if they were going to save the kids.

"Crap," Agent muttered under her breath as Chef was shot in the shoulder. Now that their teammate was hit, the situation was different. Although her main focus was still stopping the fight, she had to be much more wary of enemy attacks and Marcus's temper. But how will we get up there?

"I can give you a boost up! If we're quick we might be able to stop this before anyone takes more hits!" Kurt shouted to Agent. He assumed a crouching position and Agent nodded, readying herself. She had never done anything like this before, so she had to make sure she did it right.

Agent took off in a sprint, trying to map her foot placement to make it exactly on Kurt's hand. Even though they had some rest before, it wasn't nearly enough to recover from most of the damage they received earlier. Muscles Ally didn't even know she used while running felt like they were tearing apart. Once close enough, Agent jumped, using the energy created from both her legs and Kurt's boost to reach the top of the roof.

As soon as Agent hit the roof, her body went from flesh to titanium. Marcus held his fist back for a retaliation while it seemed the archer might've been reloading another arrow onto her bow. Agent was conflicted, unsure whose attack to prevent. In the end, Agent faced Marcus's direction, ready to stop him from delivering his punch. Even though the archer shot Marcus, it was in defense more than anything. Stopping Marcus was the only way to show the archer they weren't enemies, that there was a mix up.

"She's not the enemy!" Agent shouted over the intensity that flooded her senses, "We're not the enemy!"