[Poggio]

The boy failed to realize that outside the building he was not longer held to the standards of having so many guards around. It would be just the two of them. The words did not completely make him trust the lad. He pulled the tail taunt and trailed the knife across until it hit the curve of his back. He paused and laughed. "You poor child, you know nothing of the real world." He let the furry appendage drop. This time his hand found its way around the youthful face. Studying it for a moment he leaned in close, sniffing, before giving the lips an abrasive chase kiss. Drawing back he looked as though he had just been to a wine tasting. To soft to be what he claimed to be, too eager to prove himself. Jirazel couldn't help but be a little disappointed. "Well let me tell you something, showing off pretty boy will get you nothing but a quick grave." He said sternly, narrowing his eyes. "Loyalty and trust are not luxuries any more." His hand dropped after giving the face a firm squeeze. "I do not know where you want to move to, but you are going to have to earn it. "

Slowly he motioned for one of the guards. "Let's go..." As he gave the command the building seemed to shake with the force of an earth quake. Simultaneously many pairs of eyes peered from behind their steel bars. The owner of the market called out to someone and many of the guards scrambled into motion. Uncaring of the outside chaos, Jirazel motioned for his newest possession to follow him. The rumbles grew the closer they came to the exit. Shit, shit shit. Another loud crash, and a giant metal flaming object crashed through the roof. Many of the guards went to asses the damage, however in the buildings moment of weakness a lot of the slaves caught the opportunity.

Jirazel pulled the young boy close as they gained momentum into a run. Outside of the building more the attacks came, faster, brighter and deadlier. He needed to get to his car, get more weapons, figure out what was going on because it looked like an air raid from highly advanced ships. He turned to Sergio beckoning him to crouch by the metal. They were early. He did not have time to gather nearly enough slaves to sell to them. It seems they were simply going to eradicate the entire human race with out subjects to test on.