Rebel Perimeter Camp

Ridley just stared at him for a moment and her eyes narrowed. "You're strange." She stated in a matter-of-fact tone. Though she wasn't a child, the world outside of her rebel upbringing was so mysterious and new to her. Being stuck in one place for two long or having to sit still bothered her immensely and she distantly remembered her mother telling her she got that from her father, the hole in her life that just kept getting bigger. All her life, she'd never really been able to branch out. It was always 'follow this' or 'do that.' They weren't really supposed to think for themselves. They were the grunts. Don't think, just do. But, looking at this Commando... this new and unique individual... her curiosity was besting the small voice that reminded her the trouble she could get in. Or how she should be killing the enemy, not saving him. "I'm not planning on turning you in."

Ridley's eyes widened and her hand reached out grasping his wrist so hard her colored nails dug into his skin. "Don't you dare give in. Your power is your mind. Use it and fight back!" Her words were only a harsh whisper in the breeze and her sky eyes glinted in the shadows of the tree.

Molly ran along the ground at the edge of the city fence. She was trying to keep her hair from catching fire in agitation. She grabbed at the chain link and glared at it with such intensity that it glowed orange and started to melt. She ripped open a hole in the fence. "Its hot." she told the others. "Don't touch the fence, follow me." she slipped inside and headed around the edge of the park. She could see the spotlight of the camp as she hurried towards it, close to the ground with a dozen commandos behind her. She didn't hear any noise, the camp seemed pretty deserted... odd. "They're out and about, stay alert." she stole into the shadows of the trailers and paused to listen. She heard stifled crying, children. She frowned, her shoulders heating to the temperature of a fry grill. They were inside one of these trailers! But which one?

Emery tried to fight off the telepathy vibes, they were so controlling! Just jumping down to the ground and running over to Alfonse was a great sounding idea! No. No that was a moronic idea. If you do that he'll kill you. Or turn you into a mindless zombie puppet! You like zombies and puppets! No. You don't. It was so strange arguing with HIMSELF in his head. He let go of the branch to clutch his head, trying to shut up the stupid affected part of his brain recieving the telepathy but then he lost his balance and fell out of the tree with a WHUMP!

Alfonse heard the fall and smirked. "Retrieve them." he snapped.

Emery winced and pushed himself up and heard the smashing through the trees. He panicked, he couldn't fight anymore, he was too exhausted. "Go, you gotta go, be invisible." Emery murmured. "I don't care what side you're on but seeing you with me won't do you any favors!" he pushed her back into the brush and shrubs. "Just shh!" he pressed a bloody finger to his lips worriedly and looked up seeing the rebels coming towards them. He sighed out worriedly, this was it. He stumbled to his feet and put his hands behind his head in surrender. The first rebel tackled him flat and it was a dogpile blur after that.

Molly knocked on the trailer side. "Haruka??" she whispered. "Leon? Kids?" she hissed trying not to raise her voice.

Molly perked up. "I'm gonna get you out just hold on!" she murmured and heated her hands to tear the trailer open when a shot sounded out and Molly sprawled backwards, bleeding heavily from the shoulder, they had been spotted by guards. Molly winced and tried to stand, he comrades grabbe her and ran towards the city. Molly protested and kicked but they were already being chased by Rebels, their element of surprise was gone.

Emery winced being throne at Alfonse's feet. Someone jerkes his neck back by his hair and he glared into the face of Voodoo.

"Where's the girl?" Alfonse frowned.

Emery glared defiantly at him. "Long gone." he flinched when Alfonse punched him on the cheek. He clenched his cheek and looked at the ground.

"Pathetic cadet! Cadets don't have the clearence we need! We'd need a lieutenant at least!"

"That girl was a captain, we could track her down!" someone suggested.

"Yeah right." Emery snorted. "I hope she kills all of you." Alfonse paused, killing the cadet would feel good, but he smirked instead. "But she won't kill you."

"Don't be so sure." Emery glared at him, what was he playing at?

"Hold him still." Alfonse drew his knife and Emery felt two set of hand grip him tight and hold him fast. He couldn't even yell out and he felt the kinfe cut the flesh on his side, felt Alfonse's eerie mouth latch onto him like a vampire, lierally sucking the streaming blood out of the wound, Alfonse's commands filled hi head and he went still. Alfosne had drunk his fill and had him bandaged up. Emery couldn't move, he couldn't do anything unless Alfonse commanded it. He was a puppet.

'Maybe a cadet won't be so usless after all, if it gets us access to a Captain!' Alfonse's cold voice spoke in his head. MEery felt his guts go icy, Alfonse was going to use him to get to Piper, and then into the Capital...

Leon pressed close to Haruka, being the oldest there, she was the closest thing to a grownup they had. "Haru where'd she go?" he whimpered.

Emery felt humiliated as Alfonse pranced him around, he was in a lot of pain from the healing would on his side that Alfonse had sliced open. He stood still as Alfonse took a few vials of blood from his arm as well, for storage. He felt dizy from the lack of blood down and Alfonse made him sit down while he explained the situation to the Rebels, Emery would go back to the Commandos, Piper and him would re-unite and he would use her to get into the Capital by any means necessary, with Alphonse seeing through Emery's eyes and acting through his body he knew he could get in.

Alfonse released his control for a moment to let Emery talk, Emery staggered to his feet clutching his side. "I'll jump off a building before I let you get to Piper." he growled, deathly serious.

"Hmm, an interesting offer. But I''ll tell you what will happen, if you reveal our plan, if you kill yourself, your fault, my fault, someone else's fault, then I start killing those Council brats and leaving their bloody bodies at the edge of the city in trash bags. That would get the council moving in a hurry, wouldn't it?"

Emery wanted to lunge at him but Alfonse took over once more and made him stand at parade with his hands behind his back.

"Hmm, one little give-away." Alfonse walked over. "The eyes." Emery's eyes had a faint reddish glow, the tell-tale signs of blood-possession. "We'll need some contacts." It took some scrounging through a kit in one of the trailers but someone found a set of brown colored lenses that matched Emery's eyes, and he had to stand still and unblinking while they put them in.

"Now we're ready." Alfonse smirked. "Bring him to the edge of the city, make sure he looks like he's been in a fight." Alfonse turned and walked back to his trailer while two gruff Reboots turned to escort him to the city, cracking their knuckles.

Leon whimpered but sat on the floor and hugged his knees close. "I'm hungry... what's gonna happen?" he asked Haruka. "Is Piper...is she dead?"

Elroy shoved over a stak of boxes in the cellar, digging around for electronics but Alfonse had been pretty thorough. He needed something, anything. He tried to tap into the power cables in the soil but it was a fuzzy connection. He thought he heard a sound, was another prisoner down here? He picked up a broken rake. "Hello?" he rasped. "Whos down here!"