Welcome to Headquarters

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“Uhg....what the hel....”

“AH!!  Kiyoko-san!  Sara-san!  You’ve both come too!  Hurry now!  Circe is interrogating the suspect!” Daimon said excitedly as he dragged the two into the interrogation room.

“Wait, Suspect!?” they both replied.

“Poor things...still a little foggy, eh?  Maybe seeing your attacker will refresh things.”

“Attacker?”

Daimon barged through the door leading Kiyoko and Sara in after.

“He’s right there!” he said smiling.

Sitting there, was the boy in white.  Circe looked over at the two, as they stood looking dumbstruck.

“Well, that’s an entertaining reaction...”

They both just stood there as a response.

“Well....Shall we continue the interrogation Circe?”  Daimon asked as he glanced at the boy.

“I don’t see why not.”

Daimon nods as he briskly walks over to the table where the teen is sitting.  He slams his hands on the table.

“WE KNOW YOU DID IT!!!  FESS UP ALREADY!!!!!”

“Ahhh!!!  I didn’t already!!  Don’t kill me, please!!!”  He cries out in response. Circe sighs.

“Daimon, you may want to calm down...”

“What!?  He was the only one there!  How else do we explain them being knocked out when we got there?” Circe sighs, looking over to the teen.

“How about you start from the top. Explain what happened. Word for word, alright?”

“Ummm...okay?” the teen mutters in response, “Well, like I told you before, I was sitting in a tree, and I saw those two there trying to get across the highway and into restricted land.  So, when I wasn’t sure what was going to happen, I followed them.

“There, I watched them fight, to see if they needed help, and good thing I was there.  I saved their lives.  That’s the short version.”

Daimon looked closely at his facial expressions as the boy talked. Circe rolls her eyes.

“He’s telling the truth, chill out.”

“But, how else would you explain it!?  I mean, how would he fight?  He has no weapon, And, if we ask them, I’ll bet you 20 bucks they’ll say that he attacked them.”

“Ah-hem.”

Circe and Daimon both looked over towards the door.  Sara smiled.

“Honestly, he’s telling the truth.  If it weren’t for him, we would be dead.  We’re in his debt.”

Daimon frowned.

“How could he have saved you?  Again, he had no weapon.”

“Yes he does.  It’s a giant gun,” Kiyoko said looking slightly confused as she searched for any sign of it around the room.

“A gun?”

All of the eyes in the room turned towards to boy once more.

“Ummmm.....yeah...about that.  If you untie me here, I’ll gladly show you.”

“WHAT!!  Untie you!!  You’ll probably just make a mad dash for it!”

“PLEASE DON’T KILL ME!!” he cried again. Circe sighs, untying him.

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