StrangeSky

Er Derpy? You Really Shouldn't Have Come Here

    "Derpy wh-" But before the sunflower could finish Celyn interrupted "George, I told you never to call me that again, my names Celyn now." The flowers attempt to reconcile with the now choleric girl. Though there isn't much they can do, they try not to fuel her more. "Ah, yes well what'ya gonna have us do now?"  A new flower asks while stepping forward. "We're going to find Sky and what take back what he took from me, Justin." 

    "Sounds good boss." He says enthusiastically then rejoins his fellow flowers.

    "I can't track him now, he must be using a powerful cloak. My tracker can usually get most but not his hmm. Perhaps I'll wait for an opening when hes mobile and can't use his full energy." She wonders while pacing back and forth.

    "Smart plan boss!" Another flower said. 

    "We'll have to wait for him to come out then we'll grab him and make him return all the Styllions hes taken from me." She said very determined of herself. She then proceeded to walk towards her kitchen in her large home, which she used as a headquarters for her operations. Both her hunger for power and hunger for food knew no bounds. She would fill up on tons of food but somehow she would never gain the excess weight that surely would befall upon one who ate as much as she did. Now in the kitchen she exclaims. "What the frack? Where's my cake?!" She turns her glare over to her subordinates. "Is this some joke? Or has my cake really been eaten?" She asks with a furious tone.

    "Right boss ya' see.. the thing is..." A flower starts. "We thought the one you had was not satisfactory for you so we were gonna get you a new one see." George interrupts trying to cover.

    She responds "Then where is it?!" Inching herself closer to them.

    "We haven't, er gotten to it yet." They admit.

    "No matter, for now, I need you five to do something." She explains what she needs then sends them off. "Now I need to get myself some food and rest if I intend to capture Sky. But first I better check in on my guest." She quickly walks down a few halls and makes her way to a staircase leading underground to her chambers and several cells. She flips on the lights at the top of the stairs and continues down into the underground level. On her way down the stairs her boots make a gwuf, gwuf, gwuf which is noticeably the only sound being made in the area at the moment. Once all the way down more light and the sound of electricity surging are more evident than anywhere else. She makes her way down the corridor and passes a few doors then turns left. She enters a code into the lock that is beside the door sliding it open then she enters. After a generous amount of steps in she begins. "It would seem that I've found him, yes at last I have. After all I did give you my word." The room was filled with white and gray alongside with what should be an old cell but appeared very advanced and almost futuristic.

    She was looking at a man who looked to be middle-aged and couldn't have been over forty sitting on his bed. He had an almost given up look. "You wont succeed, you know that right? You wont get away with this." The slightly rugged man tells her. His cell was fairly typical bed, lavatory etc. except there was a translucent barrier instead of bars. This barrier was special and specifically made by Celyn to block all Styllion energy and render it useless while inside the cell. 

    "Ha and what are you gonna do? Stop me? I'm already succeeding with my plans, all will end soon enough." She declared with a smirk across her very confident face. 

    "You'll be stopped I'm sure of it." The man said a bit halfheartedly, which is to be expected of a person who had been locked up as long as he had been. 

    Celyn burst out in laughter, shortly realizing she might have laughed to hard she calms herself down. "You truly are pathetic old man. I have not much use for you left, if I were you I wouldn't squander the chance to live longer. Even if it was a pathetic existence." She glares at him for a second then flips herself around almost making a whoosh and proceeded to leave the room.

    "Spare him at least! I'll do anything if you at least spare him alone!" The man was desperate and now up and against the barrier even though it was futile. 

    She turned her head around and said nothing, she gave a grin and exited. He really has become a pathetic excuse of a Styllion. Pfft how pitiful. She made her way down the hall to a new room and grabbed an strange item. It was her new tracker she cooked up while she was investigating. She stared at it for a bit then continued to leave the room. She now goes back the way she came. Now upstairs with item in hand she makes her way up to her planning room. Calling her flowers back she sets the tracker in it's appropriate position and readies it up. A few moments pass while she acquires more material when her henchman arrive. Looking up from her work she invites them in. "Yes, hurry now. I need you all aware of what's coming." 

    "Sure thing boss lay it on us." George says. 

    "Yeah lay it on us!" One flower says in excitement.

    "Damn it Patrice! She already knows, it was useless to say that!" George scolds.

    Morons. She thinks while rolling her eyes. "Anyway, you will all need to coordinate very well with each other. What I have planned will depend on this. Don't make me regret letting you all participate." She was hopeful and genuinely had trust that they would follow through. Though she had her doubts. 

    All in unison they shout. "You can count on us boss!" Now all have smiles on their faces.

    "Sheesh yeah you didn't all have to be so loud, tone it down next time yeah?" Now wondering I hope I'm making the right choice, if not I always have my back up plan. 

    "We're sorry about that boss. Continue with your a... plan, yeah." George replies.

    "Very well, now pay attention." She finally says.

    

    It's now night, the location is in a one story government building. This particular building housed all the street camera data and all available camera data elsewhere in the city. A figure is in a chair typing away searching for a valuable piece of information. It's a peculiar man with a leather jacket and perhaps too nice of a hairdo. He has his hat and device placed on the desk. With the light of the computer only barely lighting up a portion of his face he continues to search. Then suddenly what appear to be footsteps are heard from the room next door. He quickly turns to the direction of the noise. After a bit he spots flashlights which appear to belong to three security guards.

    Opening the door they all three walk in. "You sure Beit?" One questions. "Yeah I'm pretty sure I heard someone over here." He replies. "Doesn't look like anyone is here." The third says. "Yeah well just keep your eyes open." He suggests. They quickly search the room only to find nothing. "Seems pretty empty to me." The first one lets out. Noticing something out of the corner of his eye he turns to see a window open. "Oh look it was probably just the window. Maybe even an animal." The others a bit uncomfortable look around. "Well I guess we better move on." They agree and leave.

    Those idiots, making me rush. The mysterious man holds out in his hand his device he used to download the files he needed and reads that the downloads were successful. Looks like I got them in the nick of time. Guess I better head back before more guards turn up.  He gets up and vanishes into the dark.