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Cage went to his neighbourhood and started looking for one person. This person could help him a lot. He knocked on the door and the door opened and he saw Gina's face, happy and smiling.
    "Cage! What a pleasant surprise!" She exclaimed.
    "Hello Gina, it's good to see you again. How has it been living without fear?" Cage replied.
    "It's been fantastic and we only have you to thank. We owe you so much."
    "Yes, well, I need a favour. I need the address of the Changs."
    Gina paused a beat.
    "Why do you need it?"
    "Mike knew my name. I'd like to know how just to keep my family safe."
   Gina sighed.
    "Okay. I'll tell you."
    "No one will know you told me."
    Gina told Cage the address and Cage went to find the place.
                                                                                 *

    Crimson and the gangs were hiding under a table. Crimson then opened fire to their opponents. One by one, the bodies from Crimson's gangs were dropping. Crimson being the only one fit for combat was dropping bodies in the other gang. It was clear she was outnumbered and outgunned. Damn you Cage, she thought. More and more cars were pulling in to open fire. More and more men were dropping. Aaron said, "We still have more people in the gangs. This isn't even half, thankfully."
    Crimson kept firing but she knew it was a fight they could not win. She then pressed a hidden button under the table and a secret door opened to them from the wall. They gangs all went in and Crimson dropped 3 more bodies before going in.
*

Cage stood at the door where the Changs once resided. He had no gun, and hence had to depend on self defence and his hands which were bruised. He broke the lock of the door with a wrench he found at the front door. He opened the door slowly. No one home. When he knew it was safe, he ransacked the area. He found a Glock 17 with loads of bullets and put them in his pocket. He then looked through the drawers and found folders which were labelled 'CONFIDENTIAL'. He packed them up and continued looking till he entered a room. He stood still.
*

Crimson and the remaining members from the club kept going down a secret passage. They were confident that those guys weren't following and they took a break. They were all in agreement it was The Forsaken. Aaron said, "They are making their move on us."
"Damn right. And you can bet your ass Cage is next," Crimson said.
"Screw Cage. Enough about him. What's coming to him is what he deserves. I don't want to hear his name being brought up. Right now we have to worry about ourselves. Our numbers are growing smaller. We have to think of a way out," Raven said.
"One, don't you dare talk to me like that again Raven," Crimson shot back, staring so hard at him it was like her eyes were burning a hole through him. Raven nodded in fear.
"Two, I disagree with Raven. At this point it is evident Cage is the key. We might be fighting for different causes, but he is still a valuable ally. We need to find Cage before The Forsaken do," Crimson said.
"Knowing him, The Forsaken don't need to look. He is probably hunting them down now. Gathering everything he can. He will look for them," Aaron said.
"He is walking to his doom," Crimson said.
"That's what we thought about the Changs. But he killed them all. He might win this alone while we are still stuck at square one," Merlyn said.
"This whole thing might as well be about him. We don't need a stranger to fight our battles. He will only be used as information. Then we will take The Forsaken down ourselves," Crimson said.
The rest agreed. Then they went to the other side of the passage.
*

Cage stared at what was in front of him. He was in shock. Just what The Forsaken know. He was staring at an image of himself. Well, a few images. There was another which caught his attention. It was him. In school. With Mavean. She was cleaning his wounds. Cage tore down all the photos. Someone was spying on him. And they were coming to this house.
The door opened.

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