Children of a Lesser God 142 Times Have Changed

Boom.

Whap.

The floor was soon littered with groaning bodies of individuals, some of which had been covered in protective gear and others who had not. The ones who didn't have gear on were highly trained martial artists who knew how to take a hit and a fall, but in this case they claimed they wouldn't need it. Whether they were regretting the decision now or not was something only they knew and probably wouldn't speak about even if they could.

In the center of the room dressed in a white, skin tight body suit that did little to hide her curves, a young woman was taking a look around the room at the fallen individuals while maintaining a fighting stance. After confirming that none of them were getting up any time soon, she dropped the stance and walked over to a stool in the corner where a bottle of water was waiting for her. After taking a sip, an old gentleman walked over with a towel and handed it to her before stepping back.

"Thank you. Any messages for me?"

"No Miss. Nothing that needs immediate attention," the old man responded respectfully. Although his hair had gone white and his skin looked rather loose with age spots sprinkled in, his eyes were bright while looking at the over 30 people who had been knocked all around.

'It seems as though she is getting even stronger,' the old man couldn't help but think to himself.

"Excellent. I will take a shower briefly and then head home for the night," the woman explained after wiping her face and neck. Even her golden blonde hair dripped with faint signs of moisture, showing that although she had handled all 30 of her opponents, it had taken some effort. The old man knew however that if she had wanted to kill them, it would have been over much quicker.

"Miss. Young master Jordan has expressed his desire to take you out for the evening as it is still early. He has picked out a rather studious selection of places to go depending on your taste for the evening," the old man tried to remind her in a rather gentle fashion as he knew how she was going to react as soon as she heard this.

"That bastard who enjoys calling himself a young master can go do whatever the hell he wants alone. As I have already told him any number of times, I am not available for his whims. If he wants to talk business, so be it. But other than that, I wish to have nothing to do with him.... err... well, I guess just make it sound as gentle as possible when you blow him off Edward," the woman's tone went gentle in the end as she realized that it wasn't Edward's fault, he was just relaying the message. He was a good man and incredibly helpful so she was trying her best to keep her temper down with him. He wouldn't bat an eyelash even if she blew up at him, but that wasn't the kind of person she wanted to be.

"Of course Miss, in as nice a way as I can." The old man couldn't help but nod his head. Unlike some of the other youngsters vying for a place among the next generation's leadership, this young miss of his stayed solely focused on her goals and didn't let distractions get in the way. If only they could all be that way.

If he had to pick out one flaw of hers, it would be her focus on finding a certain young man along with finding the location of an enemy of hers. Edward could understand the enemy as he too had spent his younger days making sure to pay back those who wronged him. The old man actually rather approved of this mindset of not letting wrongs go unpunished. It was paramount for a leader to do so. But the obsession she had with finding this young man was truly becoming more important in her mind as time went on.

Originally, she was rather cold about it and simply wanted to obtain his body for burial. But that changed when she found out he was still alive, or at least, that he didn't die back then. It seemed like no matter what the old man did, she wouldn't let it go. This was why he was hesitating on giving her a message that she had gotten on her phone. Since she had been busy with training the last few days, she didn't check her phone during that time, but Edward had already learned the contents of the text from her cousin. He couldn't help but wonder how she is going to react when she finally reads it. Sadly, he was out of time to look for a solution.

"Um... Miss!" Edward got her attention just as she was about to walk away.

"Yes?"

"There is one thing I haven't mentioned yet."

"Oh? I thought you said there was no business issues?"

"It's a personal matter concerning yourself Miss."

"Personal matter? The only person matters I have is Marlene who knew I would be busy for a few days and Tony who is busy with his new position."

"It's actually from your cousin Tony."

"Oh? What did he need?"

"It's about... that boy you've been looking for."

The blonde girl in the tight white body suit froze on the spot before looking at the old man. He couldn't help but take a big gulp as he looked back, staring into her eyes. Her cornea had suddenly contracted, going from round into an oblong shape that ended in a point at both the top and bottom. Her aura had also changed in an instant, seemingly letting out waves of power that made it hard for the old man to even breathe. Despite having been bathed in blood at a young age, he couldn't help but be awed at the amount of strength she was projecting at this moment. It lasted for only a few breaths of time before it was retracted, causing it to almost seem like it had never even happened.

"What about him?" She finally asked when she had calmed down.

"From what your cousin said, it seems the boy is alive," the old man chose his words carefully. He didn't know how she had felt about the young man and she had never clarified it, so he always approached the subject with the utmost amount of tact.

"Is he? Did he say anything else?" Although the woman was trying her best to hold back her emotions, just a little bit would escape here and there. Unfortunately, it still wasn't enough for Edward to get a read on it. If anything, it seemed like she badly wanted to find this boy, although he couldn't tell if it was because of a violent personal grudge or because she was madly obsessed with him.

"It seems the boy has taken a job with an off branch member of the family down in Virginia. He used the contact reference Tony had given him to locate and get it."

"MMmm..." The woman didn't show any emotion at this point, clamping down on it tightly. Edward could only follow up after noticing that she wasn't going to say anything.

"Did Miss wish to contact him directly or possibly go and meet him?" Although he didn't want to propose this, she was within her rights to do it if she wanted to. The young woman didn't respond right away, but instead just stared off into one of the dim lights on the ceiling.

After a while though, she made up her mind.

"No. Not right now. Did Tony say anything else? Like how he was doing?" The woman had two cell phones, one for work and one personal one. Her personal number was only known by Marlene so Tony had no choice but to go through the work phone that could be looked at by high members of the family. It wasn't that the woman didn't trust him, but it was that he had too many enemies and didn't want them to find out anything personal about her. It was safer for both of them this way.

"He is fine, as far as could be told. Apparently, the only thing that is different besides his age and size would be that his skin has gone very pale."

"Like he is sick?"

"No. Not in the slightest from what was talked about."

"So be it. Make sure that his employer takes good care of him. I will handle him myself when the time comes so until then, he should be given the highest level of respect."

"I will convey your words Miss."

"Thank you. If there is nothing else, I'm going to get cleaned up and head home for the night." The woman once again started walking towards the back area where her personal shower was located.

"Have a good night."

"Thank you." Although the old man couldn't see it, Kennedy face started smiling the minute she turned around. She could finally feel herself relax for the first time since she had heard the "Shack" had burned down.

...

Laz and Leona had said goodnight and he had finally gotten back home. After handing Vivi her latte, Laz took a seat as he lost himself in thought.

*It's cold,* Vivi complained as she took a sip while holding the cup between her paws.

"We ran into trouble on the way home."

*Trouble?*

"Brian."

*Ah.*

"How much do you know about these chosen?" Laz asked.

*Nothing. And I don't understand why the hell your people are referring to them as that either.*

"Nothing? And what do you mean?"

*Nope. According to my memories, people like them never existed from the time frame I remember. As for why I say that, that's simple. It doesn't make sense.*

"How so?"

*Well. Your 'doctors' are saying that your change in body chemistry, specifically the seed of power that quite a few people now possess, is a mutation. But that means it's a change that can be detected. According to your sciences, that means that it's traceable and that something caused it. Since that's the case, it makes you biologically different, but that's about it. As for these 'chosen,' they have no idea what's causing it and no idea what the effects are since it can't be detected. Isn't that far more scary than something that can be looked at? Don't you human's fear the unknown far more than the known? That's how it should be according to your history.* Although Laz didn't know what Vivi was trying to get at, she did have a point. Normal science said that something with a cause can have a cure where as if something can't be identified, then there is no way to study it, much less cure it. That's why doctors and people in general should fear it far more than something that can be seen.

"Who know's what people are thinking. They are probably scare of change which is why they look at those chosen who haven't really changed in a more positive light."

*That's going to come back and bite them in the ass,* Vivi couldn't help but point out as she kept drinking the cold latte.

"Well, I agree with you there. Brian doesn't exactly seem like a little ray of sunshine.... Oh, I've gotten a text from Leo," Laz said as he reached for his phone.

*What is it?*

"Looks like I'm working this weekend."

*Good. Cause this girl needs a few new ribbons and you being broke isn't helping.* Vivi took a sip while staring at Laz in blame. Although Laz didn't feel that ribbons weren't high on his list of priorities, he also liked to keep this little sister his happy and didn't like telling her no. And she had been good since he brought up their problems and didn't buy anything since. She really held herself back.

"Heh. Ok, ok. I know. You will get them. Promise" Las said while raising his hand in pledge.

*Good.* Vivi had the biggest smile on her face with his promise.
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