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He didn't have much time to scoff, before Sergio was pointing out something in his rear vision. Taking another turn this time he made the car dip dangerously into an abandoned street down the dark side of a building complex. "Yes those beings are Aliens, Steven Hawking was correct, and..." He didn't finish as they came to the end of the way through the buildings only to find more Aliens distracted on the other side. He pushed automatic as fast as it could go. It would be another block before they could reach the entrance to the underground.

Reaching into his pocket, he found his phone. He sent a text out and this time as one of the mysterious vessels attempted to attack, it was promptly shot out of the air. Jirazel smiled and spared a glance at Sergio. His smile some what dropped unsure what to do with the kid. "How old are you?" He asked taking yet another turn before going to the edge of the building and parking in its shadows. "And I have to know, how did you end up as a slave?"