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Evolution Lost	By : Xeo123 Category: +M through R > Parasite Eve Views: 1387 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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            Xeo thought his plan of sneaking out of the precinct wouldn’t attract too much attention. The used of his powers on the cops would not be fatal but would leave them in a state of confusion or disarray from keeping him inside. The plan well thought out and executed with timeless perfection had one factor that didn’t ever came cross his mind, which was a cop that was doing his job. The Jedi, knowing and feeling the words from Daniel’s voice that he wasn’t bluffing and a Jedi could tell about bluffs being a ruse. How his plan got completely foaled after getting hulled away from last night’s event at Carnegie Hall? It was already in the works once he was driven off from the sight of the opera house. Only an hour later that he reaches the 17^th precinct while he was brought inside to the receptionist desk for the usual ‘do process’ for crooks. Xeo of course was being treated like any other criminal that he saw back in the Core Worlds but with less dignity for a Jedi of his kind; however, they didn’t know him as a Jedi. His prints were marked and recorded, his personal effects checked and stored, and his holding cell was locked and just him only. He only had his New Republic outfit left which the cops assume that it was the only clothing he had on him. While the guard checked on the other cells and did his rounds, Xeo could do nothing but either meditates with The Force or rest up, which could get the guard to raise suspicion about the Jedi’s training. At times, Xeo would wait for the guard to pass by and center himself as he sat down with his legs tucked in towards his body and placing his hands on his kneecaps while closing his eyes. Stretching out with his feelings, he felt an unease question of curiosity that was shown through The Force. It has been sometime after Carnegie Hall and his apprehension by NYPD that the reaction from this could spill some clues to the whereabouts of Dreazin and Eve. His mind began to feel the cold surface of the cell he was being kept in and started to spread. Through The Force he could start to see the building floor he was being kept in and the life signatures of humanoid beings. Words could be felt from communications from many of the criminals and cops on this floor. The common theme that Xeo kept getting from was freedom from both factions, which he could understand from the convicts but the cop’s view of freedom was away from this job and being home.
            Hours passed by while Xeo couldn’t find any answers to either his brother, Eve, or even a way out from the dense closer of people. Any time he could have tried any type of technique in The Force it would alert other cops into the vicinity. “…Nothing.” He said while rising from his meditation position and sitting on his bunk bed. The sun hasn’t even shown it rays but he could feel the sunrise approaching soon. The atmosphere’s reflection of the sun’s ray being influenced started to show from the angle of his cell’s window. Rest was the only thing left and his body has been through a lot. As he started to sleep his mind couldn’t piece in the answers he was searching for in his meditation period. The answers he wanted slipped away from his thoughts while he rested his body and mind. The soothing feelings started to numb his nerves as he begins to have dreams of different visions. With or without The Force influencing his mind he was able to see his pass with his family, Hicktorale and Cintreila in the Jedi Academy on Yavin 4. Another mental image of the moment they were kicked out for having a relationship and going against the Jedi code from Skywalker himself. The vision of his family on Coreilla and their hometown being peaceful and full of energy, which then was quickly turn into an inferno as images of those around Xeo died from fatal wounds from a lightsaber and the use of Dark Side’s powers on them. Off in the distance he could see his mother and father being slain away as a shadow was growing from their deaths. A void of blackness appeared as it started stealing the souls of those that have died and Xeo could feel its sights on his own soul. The vision of his hometown being burned to the ground by this void of darkness was none other than what he sees in Dreazin’s power and corruption of The Dark Side. His mind then blanks out his most terrible event away as another vision came up. This time it was something he only had a moment to see back at Carnegie Hall. His point of view was showing him another landscape from a world he hasn’t seen before but felt that he knew. Grey and barren the land he could see with rocks of different variations in size and shape. Winds from the lifeless earth roar around his senses as he could see an old derelict structure off from the distance that was calling to him. Then flashes of men that looked from the New Republic holding off crates from the land while another set of images were more of those men in a lab with encased tubes of viscose gel material. Then among those men was a Jedi who turn on them and started to charge towards the tubes. The moments Xeo was having to himself in his sleep didn’t give him any clues to Dreazin or anything ever since he got on Earth; however, the dreams he was having ended from a voice that sounded like his father but being echoed from the Jedi in the lab.
            “Son…” the voice said to him while Xeo could only think of one titled to say in his mind.
            “Father?” Xeo said while the voice said it again but with a different tone.
            “Son…son?” The sound started to come in clear on Xeo’s ears as he started to wake up. To his discontent to think that it was his father was only awaken to a guy at his cell’s door. “Sonny boy! You up? Huh…?” the man’s voice said while Xeo knew he was not having a dream anymore and didn’t feel turning towards the man that was being rude to him; however, the man didn’t stop on Xeo’s account of not responding. “Sir…can you please…with all the time in the world…wake…the fuck up!” After hearing the loud and disrupting voice from the cop just outside the cell door Xeo had little chance of ever recalling any of his mental images if he ever could meditate. Slowly he got up from his bunk bed and walked towards the cop that was waiting for him to answer back, which he did with a curious question.
            “I was wondering…your language. Why is this word…” he paused for a moment to give the cop a chance to understand what he was trying to hint at a certain word. “ ‘Fuck’ is spoken a lot? Its meaning is what for your civilization?” Xeo said to him as truthfully; however the cop just looks at him as if he was being a smart ass towards him and acting sarcastically.
            “Wow…I never thought I would see the day that someone on your side of the bars would ever try to pull that kind of shit off. Asking me what ‘Fuck’ means? Must be either out of town or your making a fool at of me? Well enough of this…stand back!” the cop order Xeo while he did just that. The cell door opens as another cop comes in and tells him to remand still for a moment. A familiar sound clicked behind Xeo’s back and his wrists could feel metal tightening around them. “Come with me…” the cop said while Xeo and the other officer force him to leave his cell block. Xeo and his company walked away from the detained area of the precinct as started walking up some floors, which he passed the Weapons Department door while hanging a left and going pass another room that had cameras and chair being moved into. Once at the end of the hallway a guard in NYPD uniform let everyone escorting Xeo on to the next floor. Making a right they head down to a nearby door that the cop told the officer to bring the ‘convicted’ in. The room had a window of reflected glass on the left and some markings on the floor; however, the cop didn’t want to use that part of the room for him and Xeo. The cop now opened another door in that room which led to the other side of the ‘mirror’ type window. A couple of loud scratching sounds were being made as he pulled out a table with a fold out chair on top of it. He sets up the chair and looks at Xeo. “Sit down,” he said to Xeo while he does just that. The cop looked at him and smiles saying, “You understand directions yet you don’t know what ‘Fuck’ is?” The cop looks at the escorting officer and shows him a hand gesture to make him go behind the other side of the window room. Once the door was shut the cop walked around Xeo as if he was stalking his prey and waiting for him to make the first move; however, Xeo knows combat in many forms. The Jedi knew he was being questioned for yesterday’s travesty at Carnegie Hall and his intentions of being there after the events unraveled. He didn’t want to make the first move but the cop tried to burn his patience to nothing, which then his guard would be down.
The cop then stop right in front of him on the other side of the table and looked right at him while saying, “I’m Detective Will and from the looks of your outfit you’re not from this city haven’t you? You have no ID of any kind nor can we find you from the prints we recorded from you. No name, No address, No Nationality, No social, No job address, No…nothing…not even anything outside sources that haven’t even heard or seen you. Our boys that keep local tabs on people doing any kind of illegal marketing would know anyone in this city…but you…got nothing.” Will then hears a door open from another officer with a box. Will takes the box and puts it on the table while Xeo looks at the new face that walked in. “Thanks Torres…better get back down before Wayne does something stupid as always.” Torres just grins at Will before leaving the room. Xeo then looks away from Torres and could feel a small ripple in The Force that was coming from the cardboard box. “Anyways, all we got from you is this not to fine trench coat with nothing in it although some parts of it was covered in some kind of slime that our CSI units were able to pick up…” Will stated while showing Xeo the trench jacket that he had on ever since he came to Manhattan to find Dreazin and encounter the fearsome creatures in Carnegie Hall. He knew that the blood residue on the jacket would pin him at the scene of the crime, but he had nothing to do with the people being burned. Will then continue with this interrogation, “…and this thing.” Will then pulled out of the box Xeo’s only means of combating his brother and the very thing that he was instructed to mastering…his lightsaber. “Our forensic units went over this thing again and again with every possible means to discover…and by discover I mean to put it bluntly…what the fuck this thing is. We gave up two hours ago trying to come up with any kind of answer to this. Metal working is one thing but the type of materials in this thing…none of us could understand what it made of. We were going to put in a call to anyone in the FBI to send any agents down to see if they can come up with an answer…but…” Will paused while Xeo waited for him to finish his rant, “you already know that don’t you?” Xeo looked at him as if he was trying to provoke him into give some information away.
            “…I’ll try to say this in your native tongue and this might come out wrong. What the fuck are you talking about?” Xeo spoke out to Will; even thought, he might of said something to anger Detective Will if he knew what the context of the word ‘fuck’ means to him. Will was frozen at the sight of him saying that while he question about the word moments ago in his cell; however, he brush it aside and knew he was on the same level of communication as Will was.
            “I’ll tell you what the fuck I’m talking about. You’re FBI aren’t you then?” Will said while giving Xeo an honest look to the question he just said to him. Xeo, being ignorant about Earth’s factions and groups of law enforcement on this planet just said back to him with an unanswered tone.
            “F…B…I? What does that stand for, Will?” he said while Will snapped back trying to get answers now with an aggressive behavior.
            “Don’t play dumb with me! I know you’re just fucking around and being stupid because that’s what the FBI is trained for. If you just tell me then I will just simply stop this and give everything back to you.” Will said to Xeo. The Jedi just thought he was telling the truth and just answer back to him.
            “Okay…I am FBI. Can I have my equipment back?” he said to Will. The Detective then started to move his hand towards Xeo as his hand reach out for it. All of a sudden Xeo tried to take it away but Will’s reflexes pulled it back. It was a test that Will wanted to used on Xeo, which he fell for.
            “You want it back so badly then why didn’t take it back without giving up your FBI ID and undercover information?” Will told Xeo while he looked back and acted cocky in front of Xeo.
            “Fine…” Xeo said while put his hands down and sighs knowing what Will wanted from him. “…you want to know the truth? Why I was at Carnegie Hall? Why you think I could be responsible for the fires and the deaths of all those innocence people?” Xeo said while looking straight into Will’s eyes knowing that he wanted the truth out of him. Will just pulled up a chair and sat down while giving another hand gesture to the officer behind the mirror to record everything that was being said. “FBI you said about…I’m not. As for me being at Carnegie Hall…I was drawn their by ‘a calling’. Best I can describe it now.” Will knew he wasn’t FBI but kept on probing Xeo’s information to find the truth.
            “A calling you say? Did a voice in your head spoke to you to go to Carnegie Hall and had intentions of killing everyone insight?”
            “No,” Xeo said right back at him. “…I never had intentions of doing anything to end their lives. That just not me or in my nature. When I got there everyone was suffering in great pain, during and after their passing. I didn’t know what caused this to happen and I was trying to figure it out myself…that place had something twisted in the air and I could feel it all around me.” Will stopped him due to how Xeo was trying to explain his side of the story through means and terms that didn’t make sense.
            “Try me…how could you ‘feel’ what was wrong in Carnegie Hall…something in the air made you feel sick? Did it have to do with any kind of chemical agent being used to start any kind of fire…like the stain on your jacket?” Xeo answered back.
            “That stain had nothing to do with it. That’s organic. It came from something on your world. It looked like a Womp Rat that I knew from…” Xeo said while Will interrupted.
            “You’re saying a rat did this? And what hell is this Womp Rat you speak of? Some kind of weird hobo talk you made up figuring from the outfit we hulled you in.” Xeo thought he could explain to him what a Womp Rat is but if he knew it was a rat in general then he didn’t have to.
            “My outfit?” he said to Will.
            “Yes…your look. Trench coat and that get up of yours? I mean the boots look like you stole them off from some fancy Italian shoe store. And what do you mean by ‘It came from something on your world?’ This is the only world we know unless you think the rat that attacked you was from fucking Mars!” Will yelled at Xeo about questioning his sanity; however, Xeo had little choice in the matter of holding back his true identity.
            “You really don’t know who or what I am?” he said to Will.
            “I’m the one questioning you…you dumb shit. I really don’t care how your damn stories are gonna sound unless they give me the truth to why you were in Carnegie Hall and if you are somehow relating to the massacre of those people inside…not to mention some our own and firefighters!” said Will scream at Xeo’s direction. At this point, Xeo had to break his silence on his own personal background.
            “Well, Will…if you say so.” He paused for a moment while Will settle down and spoke to him. “My name is Xeo Xeniro. I’m from the planet Corellia and it’s my home world. I’m part of a division of a special task for from the New Republic in making tactical strikes against enemy strongholds and soft targets. I am the leader of my…former unit. It was wipe out by one of the many enemies against the New Republic, Core worlds system, and against The Jedi Order. I am here on my own accord and not for seeing the many views of Manhattan, which didn’t lead me to Carnegie Hall on that night. I was being…” Xeo kept saying while Will cut him off and just put his hands up.
            “Woh…woh. Slow down there, Xeo if that is your name. Everything…that you just said…” Will took his time to catching his breath while looking off to the officer in the other room knowing that his recorder is on. “…is the truth?”
            “There’s more.” Xeo followed up after Will’s question.
            “More…okay…I’ll let you continue. If I could say one thing. You are here…on your own accord, as you said. By telling me this you are stating the fact that you never meant to come to Carnegie Hall?”
            “I never meant to go to that place or this planet for that matter,” Xeo said while relaxing now that he could try to speak freely about himself. “…however my ship that me…and my unit was on crashed on to Earth by an unknown means. Everyone on board was killed expect for me…and one other.” Will had a moment of recollecting his thoughts about another incident that happen during Carnegie Hall’s event. He pulled up some papers from last night’s patrol and dispatch records. He pull out a list of recorded information from two cops: Bob and Zed. He looked at Xeo and thought about the burning wreckage that they reported as kids burning a bong fire.
            “Crashed on Earth you say…on that night?” Will said to him
            “Why do you ask? It’s not like you have any proof of any New Republic material in that box of yours…” Xeo stated to him as Will knew that the report was the only thing he had.
            “Okay smart ass…if you were never meant to be here then why did you ended up in Carnegie Hall…a calling you said and someone else came out of that crash. Who and what did?” Will said forcefully towards Xeo.
            “My brother…he is the reason why I am on this planet in the first place. He was the one that made my ship crash landed on Earth and killed everyone on board. He even thought that I was dead until he sensed my presence in that building. I knew for sure he was the one that started the so-call burning that you are trying to accuse me of. I thought by his path of destruction that he was the one doing this to those innocence people and NYPD officers through his…unique skills. But I was wrong…it was…” Xeo kept talking but Will cut him off yet again to understand Xeo’s story.
            “You’re saying your brother killed everyone from your unit…destroyed your ship…and did ‘that’ at Carnegie Hall with his unique skills in mass murdering without leaving a trace while we have you saying that you his brother!?” Will said to him while trying to grasp the idea of what was just said.
            “It wasn’t him…the power…I felt in that place wasn’t him but someone else.” Xeo said now that Will’s patience started to wither away.
            “What are you talking about now? What power?”
            “His power is like my own…” Xeo said. “The Force. What he is…is someone like me…a Jedi. The power he has can be used for both knowledge and defense or for attack and death. My power is nothing on his level of corruption.” Xeo said while Will was trying to show without any emotion towards Xeo knowing that he thought of him as being a total nut job
            “So you’re saying…if it is true…that you have this power, like your brother whom could have done this at Carnegie Hall?” Xeo then look away from Will’s eyes knowing from what happen their personally that night.
            “As I said he didn’t…it was someone else. His power was felt in that place…I could feel it from afar and even in that city, which isn’t easy if you only know how The Force is felt in a Jedi’s mind. The way he uses his power…The Dark Side as it’s called by the Jedi many generations long ago. I sensed it when I was outside of Manhattan…inside the city itself…and then felt it at its strongest in Carnegie Hall but to my knowledge…it wasn’t his power. That’s what drawn me into that place and how I got drag into this building and this room…talking to you…with an expression of ‘am I making any sense?’ to you?” Xeo stated to Will. The detective wouldn’t believe what he just got out of him. He tried to not agree with him knowing that such nonsense could be said by anyone else.
            “I think you’ve seen one too many movie while crawling into a bottle every time to watch one. That has to be the dumbest idea and story I could ever hope to here unless you could try to prove it, which I know from any scientific proof that you and I don’t have this power and…” Will told Xeo and ranting while the Jedi started to get up from his chair. He looked at Will’s face while he kept on speaking and with the power of The Force started to move his lightsaber out of the cardboard box and in front of Will’s sight. Will stopped everything in motion from his mouth to his head and hand gestures. Stuck in place from what was happening in plain view was Xeo’s power being used. His hands move around the Jedi’s weapon to find nothing attach to it as it started to move around his head.
            “…Are you watching closely? This isn’t a trick nor illusion, Detective Will. This is my training…my influence…my power. The Force…is my ally and a powerful one it is.” The lightsaber then pulls back towards Xeo’s hands while he grips it and holds it in front of him with the hilt being pointed up and away from either man in the room. “And this is a weapon of a Jedi, the lightsaber.” The hum of air being vaporized sounded as Xeo switch on his weapon. The ambient glow from the blade and the reaction from Will’s face almost made him fall to his knees knowing that Xeo was telling the truth. Every word Xeo said made the detective almost called in back up to restrain him but the awesome power being shown to him forced him to remain still for some time. It was then Will couldn’t take all of Xeo’s information in and collapsed right back into his chair. “Well…Detective Will, that wasn’t what I had in mind of getting out of here, but you save me the trouble of even trying to use my powers.” Xeo turned off his lightsaber and took everything out of the box that belongs to him; however, during this the officer in the other room ran out and draws his pistol out and aimed at Xeo’s chest.
            “I don’t know…what the fuck you are but you will remind where you are! And don’t even think about using that glow stick of yours you twisted fuck head!” the officer said to Xeo. The already exposed Jedi knew that the cop would do anything to hold him back even his display of his powers would mean a little chance of detaining him. Xeo looked at him for a moment and smiled knowing he wasn’t going to harm him. Just after his smile went away he moves his arm and his hand towards the officer. Using The Force, he Force Pulls the revolver out of his hands. He then takes a moment to look at the gun then moves it into the air with this will of The Force and takes it apart without using his hands. Throwing the parts away from Xeo, he only kept the bullets left from the gun and moves them towards the officer’s front pocket and places them inside.
            “What else can I prove to you that from your previous statement you said to me can be, and will be, to say the least…false?” Xeo said to the officer now knowing if his life would end.
            “But…you just said…you wouldn’t kill…whatever you are…unless you’re like your brother!”
            “No officer…” Xeo said calmly knowing he never meant harm to anyone. “…it is true…and I’ll prove it.” He walks over to him and starts looking into his eyes. “You won’t be harm by me today or any other time so long if you don’t speak of this. Oh and one more thing…” the Jedi said now waving his hand in front of the officer’s face, which he was using The Force to Mind Trick him. “You need to help Detective Will and call for a medic…I’m not the one that was responsible for Carnegie Hall.” The officer was under Xeo’s power.
            “I need to help Detective Will and call for a medic. You’re not the one that was responsible for Carnegie Hall. You can leave sir,” the cop said while walking over to Will’s unconscious body. He calls in the radio dispatch as Xeo starts to walk towards the door. Other fellow officers on the floor heard the radio static about Will’s condition and every available cop started to run towards the room. Sneaking out of the room he puts on his trench coat while trying to get his hood back over his head again. The sound of police footsteps could be heard behind him as Xeo walked away from the mob scene of worried cops. Retracing his steps from before he runs into the guard at the precinct while hearing another mob sound being fated away. Xeo overheard the cop’s mumbling.
            “Damn reporters…trying to bother the only person that got out of that hell hole! It’s bad enough that we had to throw them out against their will to report our findings. It’s even worst that the try to pick a fight with us and our own kind because he have the only answers about Carnegie Hall.” The guard then spotted Xeo right behind him. “Hold it! Who are you?” he said to him. Xeo used his powers on his mind to let him slip by.
            “I was never here. It was just the wind. I need to get a drink from the lower floor.” The guard just did what Xeo told him to do.
            “You were never here. It’s just the wind. I need a drink from the lower floor,” he said while opening the gate with this key. They both went down to the main floor while the officer walked off to the nearest water fountain. The Jedi then took a right from where he was walking to the double doors in the main hallway. He opened them and the room had only one cop looking right at him.
            “Excuse me, sir. I haven’t seen you coming in here today? Are you from the detaining area? If so why haven’t I been notified about your release and you not being escorted by an officer from that floor?” the desk receptionist said to him. He turned around to the officer and talked to him without using The Force on his mind knowing he really wouldn’t abuse his powers that offend unless necessary.
            “I’m sorry. They have been running behind on paper work and possessing on my way out. They are having a problem with a detective, from what I’ve heard?”
            “Oh that is true!” the officer said to Xeo. “They have been trying to wake him up while we were dealing with the mob scene of reporters. Trying to pick a worst time to question anyone that had any information about last night…”
            “Questioning about last night?” Xeo spoke to him. “They didn’t mention about anyone coming out of the building or being taken away by any NYPD officers?”
            “Now that you mention it…they did. The media was trying to force their questions on the only known person that came out of the building without a scratch on her skin. One of our detectives from this precinct but our captain had to put a stop to it and the whole thing got out of hand. Everyone that had a camera had to be push out this building once she spoke out about…mitochondria and a name.”
            “Mitochondria you say?” Xeo said with interest in his voice; however, the cop knew he was trying to find some answers.
            “Oh no…I’m not talking about anything else!” the cop said while trying to restrain himself. Xeo knew only one answer to this. Once again he waved his hand and spoke with the power of The Force aiding him.
            “I’m trusty worthy. You will tell me the name.” Xeo said and waited for the officer to respond back.
            “You’re trusty worthy. I’ll tell you the name…it was Eve.”
            “Eve!?” Xeo said while his voice spoke loudly. Eve was only mention to Xeo once back at Carnegie Hall and she talked about Dreazin. Now with this information, Xeo could find out more about Eve and even know the whereabouts of his brother. For now, he got one good piece of evidence and had to go along with it and stay out of sight. Looking at the cop again he wave his hand one more time. “Thank you for your cooperation with this reporter. Have a nice day, sir.”
            “Thank you for your cooperation reporter. Have a nice day, sir.” The cop waved away while saying what Xeo intended for him to say. He turns around and starts walking away while thinking to himself.
            “A lone survivor without a scratch. A detective in this building…so…she was a cop after all. That woman…the power I felt. She could lead me to Eve and even…” Xeo’s self thought was stop as soon as an uneasy feeling started to trigger his Jedi senses. He started to feel a presence of someone that he knew before. Not his brother or Eve’s power but a feeling that he could only feel from even meeting just from making eye contact. Through The Force he would be able to sense different and unique energy signatures from any life from, and this kind of energy he felt was from before. The signature had only been felt from only seconds of looking at the humanoids on this world and it was at the time the woman in the black dress came out…and her friend. A loud slammed was made right behind Xeo’s back and the presences of her “friend” was also being emanating behind him, too.
            “Hold it right there!” he said to Xeo while he rolled his eyes up and stopped. The desk receptionist fainted as the Jedi’s mind trick power faded away from him. “Get your hands up and keep them up where I can see them. On the back of your head…slowly.” Xeo did just that while thinking of the only word that could come to mind that most humans he has been running into would say right now.
            “…Fuck,” he said in his mind. Putting his hands behind his head while trying not to do anything stupid or out of aggression thought The Force. By know he knew that he was dealing with Daniel, the friend the blond hair detective.
            “Well…speak up if you know what’s good for you…” Daniel said as he walked up behind him to restrain him. Xeo didn’t but spoke in his own mind at that point.
            “…Once again, Xeo…you let your guard down.” Xeo said while being stressed out from the fact that he almost made it out of the building. He slowly turned around to face Daniel and his revolver pointed at his face. Didn’t make a fast movement but instead made a smile while finally saying something to him. “I mean you no harm, Daniel is it?” Daniel had to take a moment to hear someone that wasn’t in the precinct and not a member of his family to call him by his first name. His gun slowly moved down while Xeo started to move closer to him while talking. “There is no need for this…I’m not part of any chaotic mob that wants answers for last night. I’m not after the blond hair detective.”
            “What do you know about her what happen last night?” Daniel said with this handgun aimed back at Xeo’s head. For a moment Daniel’s mind started to recall about Baker’s “mystery man” and that the guy he was talking about was hulled in from Carnegie Hall that night. He was talking to him face to face. Daniel didn’t take a chance. “Don’t even try it! You were there that night. You…did that didn’t you? With Eve right…?”
            “What…?” Xeo said to him thinking that he was the one that started this event. Daniel walked even closer to him to hold him down while Xeo was thinking, but for just a second he used his power to Force Mind Trick him. “You will let me go. I haven’t done anything to be here and I am quite…” Xeo told Daniel while waving his hand in front of him; however, his course of action was cut short from a moment of clarity. “ …This is her friend. I can’t used him like this even if I need to get out of here. I could…follow him to see if he would meet up with her again and not in this precinct. The thought of coming in here again would be a world of hurt for me and my…” Xeo’s thought kept talking but ended just as his mind trick ended. From the long delay time of executing his plan of manipulation on Daniel, the cop was able to have his mind free from his power and felt something weird after the Jedi finish talking. The reason why Xeo’s inner thinking stopped so suddenly was from Daniel’s intervention from the butt end of his revolver going into his a part of his body. His inner planning ended suddenly; however, the nerves in his body told him right away soon after he blacked out. “…my head. Ouch.”
            Daniel came to as soon as his mind was clear from Xeo’s influence. “Damn son of a…and he said he had nothing to do with last night. What a liar!” Putting his handgun away, he picks Xeo’s body up and started heading back towards the main hallway doors while he checked the time on his wrist watch. “Shit…were gonna be late. I guess you’re coming with me for the time being.” Daniel said while turning around and going out the main door. Walking down the steps from the precinct and heading for his car he talks to Xeo; even thought, his mind can still understand what is going on. “Heh…if someone from the inside even leaked any info out about you it won’t matter. You’re not even here so the joke is on them. Damn reporters trying to go after her.” The back door opens up the dumps Xeo’s body into his marked car. Waiting outside the car he checks with the time and waits some more until he spotted someone familiar to him.
            Inside the car, Xeo started to come around as the pain from Daniel’s gun withered away from his Force Healing trance. He started to move about to see where he ended up, but a sound from back end of the car made him stick back down and played dead. The car’s trunk door was open and something was put inside. Noise was being made outside but it was hard for the Jedi to hear and he didn’t have time to use The Force to enhance his senses. Soon he could spot Daniel coming to the door of the driver side as Xeo’s eyes caught glimpse of another figure over head. Very quickly he got his hood to cover up his face to show that he was still out cold. Then he would listen in on Daniel’s information that could help Xeo better aid in his journey to know where Dreazin, Eve, or the blond hair woman.
            “…So you’re saying that he just fainted. Like the desk manger too?” Daniel’s voice said as another voice talked to him, a female voice being present.
            “They just fainted. None of them know why. They just…did. What do you think of this?” the female voice said as soon as the car’s engine started up.
            “Hell if I know. I just think it’s all this crap with last night. Everyone is on edge. Whatever…lets go before Baker gives us another speech of “This is what goes in my precinct” crap again.” Daniel said while trying to laugh about it. The female voice didn’t react to his statement of Baker either to be funny or the truth; however, the problems with the reporters and Aya’s truth about last night are passed her. Both Daniel and Aya driving away from the NYPD 17^th Precinct while Xeo, unaware of the woman he is seeking was in the car in front of him. Trying to act out cold still the Jedi thinks to himself about his present situation.
            “Now…I have Daniel that could lead me to her. Any information he has or the radio in his transport could give me hints to anything “weird” being broadcast. And with weirdness happening so far…it won’t be long before another moment would happen. I just hope Dreazin won’t do anything rash…just yet. Not where I am now…but then again…The Force works in many ways for a trained Jedi. I wonder…” Xeo stops his thinking and begins to feel something he felt before. Once again it was from the night before and only a few seconds to have the energy signature to be remember in his mind, and he knew who he could feel. The lone survivor. The detective the cop told about. The very person that the reporters hounded that night and today. “…The blond hair woman. She is here!” he said to himself while taking a moment to come up with just a sarcastic comeback towards what he just said moments ago about The Force. “Force : 1…Xeo’s self discipline training : 0”.
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