Revolution [open/started]

Sara and Drew looked at each other, blinking in confusion. So much was expected of them lately- and they didn't even know where to start!
"It seemed like just the other day that we were living our lives in peace, away from anyone else... but now- I don't think I've meet so many new people in the same period of time in my life!" Sara stated, shaking her head.
"The other day?" Drew responded, finally removing the mask that covered half his face. "Really that was just a few hours ago."
"hard to believe... Now, what do you think of this revolution?"
"I have no great love for my own kind..." Drew reminded her. "But it seems like we better find this 'Vengence' and see what's really going on before we're too late. There's change in the air little sister, and we best not be left without a kite."
Sara laughed, hitting him on the shoulder. "Wow. Very wise..." she looked down at her own hand, then his, both of which were still clasping the voice recorders Swiftfur had given them. "Better hold on to these, just in case."
Drew nodded his agreement and took both recorders, placing them in his backpack then, together, they ran back into the woods- their clearing disappearing in the brush behind them.
"What do we do now Drew?"
"something we haven't dared to do since we first went into hiding- visit the slums."
Sara repressed a shiver, following after him with trust. If there was ever a person who knew how to go unnoticed and still stay safe, if was her brother.

*Sorry I haven't posted lately. College finals.*

Vengeance Moon

Ven crouched on the roof studying the warehouse across the street. A quick stop at the remains of Alex's home had yielded his old army gear. Jake had retrieved his from a nearby cache as they made their way toward the warehouse. Molly, sat cross legged, fiddling with a pair of dart guns.

Ven fixed his gaze on the helicopter that had been left empty on the roof, the pilot was apparently doubling as a bodyguard. "Looks like someone important decided to come down. Ven do you recognize that mark?" In the darkening gloom Molly had to squint to make out the symbol on the chopper, Ven's own eyes carried an eerie blue sheen, allowing him to see in the dark.

He grunted. "I saw that symbol on crap Morley used to keep around his home office. Never got a look at them, he always stashed them in safe. We'll have to ask Becca when we get back up to Haven."

"So what's the plan?" Alex interrupted them. "Do we even have one?"

Ven rolled his eyes. "I'm going in first. There's an old upper story window on the north side, it's already broken. I'll use the catwalk to get into the warehouse." He shot Molly a quelling glance and she swallowed whatever witty quip had surfaced. "The Jake, Alex, you two should go in through the loading dock. Molly can cover the remaining ground floor entrance and take out anyone trying to run that way. Don't let them see you." Ven directed that order at his top spy.

With that last order Ven slipped silently over the roof and down to the ground. He crossed the street silently, careful to stick to the shadows as he moved to the side of the warehouse. The only guards stood in front of the side entrance arms crossed. The light bulb above ruined what little night vision the full humans had.

Ven pulled on sturdy leather gloves, the tips cut off to accommodate his claws. Ven hated gloves, with his claws they took forever to get on. But they were a necessary evil. Crouching he sprang upward and caught the bottom of the window, broken glass digging into the protective leather. His feet banged as the slammed against the metal siding of the warehouse. Ven swore softly as he heard one of the guards coming to investigate.

Quickly he flipped up and through the window, only seconds before the guard turned the corner. With a sigh of relief Ven moved off through the upper levels of the warehouse. His ears pricked up as he followed the sound of echoing voices.

It was as he reached the central part of the warehouse, where all of the catwalks intersected that the scent reached him. It was the scent of violets, and ocean breezes. Of sunlight and laughter. It was hauntingly beautiful and achingly familiar. Ven's lips peeled back in a snarl of feral rage as a red haze filled his vision. It was his sister's scent.

*Warning to those at the Warehouse. Don't let Molly shoot you. Her darts are filled with her own deadly poison. That's what her animal half is, world's most venomous snake.*

Swiftfur

Swiftfur carried on jumping from tree to tree. She had been cared for by mutant squirrels when her sister died, so it was easy.
Pausing to sniff the air, she changed her course and headed toward a large building she could just barely see through the thick leaf covering.

Just when she landed in the last tree, her foot shot out from under her, and it was only her sharp claws that saved her from dropping fifty feet down.
Breathless and trembling slightly, she peered between the leaves and gazed at the ware-house.
Taking a deep breath, she bunched her muscles, and leaped.

She hit the roof silently and ended with a roll to break her fall.
She stood up and opened her mouth to taste the air.
Growling slightly, she curled her hand into a fist.
There was only one mutant with that scent. Ven.

Walking silently, she went to the edge of the roof, sat on the railing, hooked her legs on it, and dangled down in front of a dark window.
She unsheathed her claws and outlined a small square and popped it out of place.

Reaching up until she felt the cold railing, she grasped it, swung her legs free, and dropped silently onto the large sill.
She carefully removed her satchel and placed inside next to the window, squeezing herself in after, not caring if the glass scratched her.

A guard looked up suddenly."Hey! What the he..."
smack! She punched him right in the face.
The guard collapsed with a gurgled cry.

She walked around the maze-like warehouse, only pausing to snatch her satchel up and deposit it on her shoulder.
Suddenly, she turned the corner an pulled back sharply.
Peeking around the corner, she scanned the place and almost instantly layed eyes on him.
Ven seemed to be searching for something, or someone.
Taking a deep breath to calm her self, she walked around the corner and casually leaned on the wall.
Judging by his position, he hadn't noticed her.
She cleared her throat, making him look up.
"Yo," She said calmly.