A few hours before the teens went out...
A hooded figure walks through the crowded streets of Bad Central. Well, everyone there is either hooded or covered in some sort of armor.
The figure maneuvers through the crowd like a snake, slipping by and smacking anyone's hands as they reached for the pockets.
It makes its way to a small alleyway and turns right into it, then takes the hood off. She runs a hand through her dirty blonde hair and looks around.
"Alright Wysteria, all you have to do is find some information about the Hlynkas," Wysteria grins. "It won't even be that hard."
She steps back out into the crowded streets, pulling her dark hood over her and eyeing the mages around her.
Now, where is that stand again...right! Just a little further and a right then left and then I'll find it, Wysteria finds herself remembering the little bits and pieces of this place.
I also need to find my goons. I left them here hidden, but I don't know if someone took them away. I must hurry, Wysteria picks up her pace and slithers through.
She reaches her desired pathway and turns right. The streets all filled with stands and different criminals setting up their bases.
Tch, what a bunch of losers they are. They'll be out in a week flat, Wysteria mentally rolls her eyes.
Sighing at the lack of strong criminals, Wysteria eyes the thousands of stands around here and scoffs at the sight of a few.
Literally what has happened to this place? Have they softened? What utter trash this place has become. Wanna-bes, they won't get anywhere, Wysteria starts to feel reassured that no one will have taken her goons.
Wysteria reaches another fork in the path and turns left, keeping her hazel eye out for the stand she's looking for.
Her eyes light up at the sight of it, glad that it didn't disappear along with the powerful villains here.
Slithering through, Wyseteria steps into the platform above the busy streets and enters the small room.
"Ah, now who's the mage that works here?" Wysteria calls out, looking around the place. There are piles and piles of papers and pictures and files and all sorts of things on the walls. A curtain is far in the back, probably a divider from the mage's room.
"I work here, hello," a robot steps out from the curtains. It's all machinery with no intent to have skin. Much to Wysteria's surprise, the robot is intact and didn't seem to have that advanced machinery.
"Ah, good. Are you from this planet?" Wysteria questions, tilting her head as she studies the robot in front of her.
"No, I am only able to find and give you information. That is all I can do," the robot puts its hands together and makes its way to the small counter next to Wysteria.
"Oh, I see, who made you? Given that you are from here," Wysteria reaches for her hood.
"I was made by Scott Hlynka," the robot starts and Wysteria freezes her hand, "but I was stolen and the mages here programmed me like this."
"How...unfortunate, but I think this is better," Wysteria lowers her hood and grins, her eyes glowing a gray color.
"Yes, but I have no capability to wonder what it would be like if I was not here. Anyway, you came here for information?" The robot changes the subject.
"I'll ask the price later but do you have anything on the Hlynkas? Or perhaps that Sensei Ku? Maybe even Amy Burns? Or better yet...the Elemental Masters of this generation?" Wysteria asks, her eyes stop glowing.
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Elements: Illusions of Revenge (Book 2)
AcciónAs life would have it, no one is getting a break this time! The infamous warrior of Wysteria has risen again and this time, she's out to make sure she completes her mission. The very one that might scar the teens and their friends if they don't find...
