It was near impossible to focus on anything but the situation at hand, or more accurately, the anxieties it brought about.
Daemon stared at the cobblestone floor below him, tugging slightly at the cold vengestone cuffs that were locked tightly on his wrists. He and the others had been thrown into a holding cell soon after arriving at the police station with the ninja.
To their credit, the ninja had tried to tell the commissioner and his officers that the bizarros had come peacefully and weren’t to be arrested. And were currently trying to negotiate the ‘compromises’ he’d heard so much about.
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The cold of the cuffs bit into his skin, spreading through his arms and to his chest. He dug his nails into the palm of his hands as memories flashed past his eyes.
Placed into a cell much too small, forced to wear vengestone for long periods of time. All the questions they asked, questions he didn’t have answers to.
The pacing, the sleepless nights.
Believing it was better that he was cooped up instead of walking free. Believing the people he cared for were better off…
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He shook his head, trying to clear his stirring mind.
..He really hated prisons…
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Something metal nudged him in the arm. He glanced up, meeting a pair of worried mechanical eyes.
He couldn’t give Cryptor even the slightest smile.
The nindroid’s frown deepened, and he leaned on Daemon’s shoulder in an attempt to comfort him. “Dae…one way or another, it’ll be fine. You know that right?”
“You aren’t alone.”
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“I know”
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Meanwhile, the ninja stood in the commissioner’s office, trying to explain the situation.
“Sir, you need to understand-“
The police commissioner raised a hand to his mustache, cutting them off “I heard it all from Cole, when we arrested the first two- which ones were they, the Jay and Zane look alikes??”
“Speaking of-“His eyes fell on Cole, who glanced at the wall instead, “You shouldn’t even be standing here, free, Mr. Brookstone.”
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“We’ll get to that later. We’re not asking you to let them go free, just to give them a chance.” Kai stepped forward, placing a hand on Cole’s shoulder.
“We all know you have the resources and technology to keep track of them.” Lloyd added, “It shouldn’t be hard to give them a few months to prove themselves, at least.”
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A beat of silence, and the commissioner sat down with a sigh.
“Why are you giving them a chance, ninja? Last I checked, most of you were pretty firm in your standing that the Bizarros weren’t to be trusted.”
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“It’s…a bit of a story…sir.”
“Just a chance, that’s all we ask. All they’ve been asking for.”















