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Chapter 30 - Act I. Willhelm the strong

The mansion gates close behind the disguised gentleman, immediately after he jumps twenty meters up straight to the building's roofs in front of him. Aiming north.

Beginning to run on the colourful houses and shops with the speed of twenty horses, he pulls out Jack's arm trying to sense him.

"Hmm... he isn't close..." Jean says to himself quietly and calmly.

"Eh. Mind explaining to me how having his arm will lead you to him?" Torment questions while being behind Jean all ghost like.

Continuing to run and search, Jean replies. "If you don't know, since we are brothers and have the same three first digits in our code it is easy for me and Joshua to sense him."

"Then why can't he sense you ay?" Tilting his head, floating in the air as he's dragged by Jean.

"Because Mother has reset him. If he could sense us he'd know by now that he's a pirate and that we're his brothers. Got that?"

"Yeah yeah sure- LOOK OUT!" Torment immediately cuts himself, noticing five ,one meter tall, spikes launched right at the gentleman. "Get down you idiot!"

"What?!" Jean dodges with haste, getting hit by only one spike in the leg, causing him to fall down to the streets and crash. "What the absolute hell?!"

Holding his leg, he notices a figure in shadow coming down from the roof, striking a menacing landing with their two legs. The figure begins to to walk slowly out of the shadows as they laugh.

"Haha! Look at that lads! Dear old lady tryin' to get the bounty before us ay?" Laughing with his manly deep Scottish accent, the figure shows himself with a crowd of ten robots behind him.

He was two and a half meters tall unlike most robots, having a red beard and a green and red suit with two striped capes coming out from each shoulder, bulky body and brown boots and gloves with the same light grey steel skin as all robots have with two brown wooden cigars in his mouth.

The comrades of the figure appear to be in sailor outfits, all white and red, looking the same. Two meters all of them, cheering the figure. All of them seem to be in the Rose faction. How ironic.

"Who... who are you?" Jean asks, still hurt in the leg, trying to get up, seeing that his disguise worked.

"Oh lass would you wanna know?" He points his thumb towards his face, giving a huge confident smirk. "The name's Willhelm! And anyone who dares to be on me own way in getting that bounty the bosses have put will be crushed!" Doing a fist as he says so. "So don't get your hopes up lady. I am the gentleman so I'll give you this chance to go out of my site. Before you'll go mind telling us your name?"

Jean gives a long breath in and out, standing, surrounded by eleven gentlemen. "The name is... Lia." He says with his voice more feminine, keeping it as his identity for now.

"Ha! Pleasure meeting ya Lia! Now got anymore to ask or I'll kick your arse out of me site!" Willhelm, looking straight at Lia, giving a cocky smile, one millimeter away from her face.

"Actually... I do." Staring straight back at the big and bulky gentleman.

"Oh? Then why won't ya tell what is it then?" He whispers into her mechanical ear, holding her arm tightly.

"Is there anyone else here?" She whispers back to his ear.

"Haha. No. Why ya askin'?" He chuckles a bit, thinking Lia will offer a nice "gift" to them in the meantime of getting excited.

"I see your weapon involves spikes, such a normal type of weapon. It would be a same if someone would defeat you guys." Right after answering that a clone version of Lia appears behind Willhelm, grabbing him by the head and throwing him straight to the building on her right. He falls straight down to the ground as well and crashes, revenge for what he did to Jean.

"Will!" The crew shouts seeing their leader thrown away just like air.

"Anyone else wants a fight?" She says with her clone standing next to her, ready to fight.

"You'll pay for this you bitch!" All of them shout as they run right at her, ready to give a barrage of punches.

Right before hitting, Jean slides under them, giving them a punches from below all as in the same time the clone grabs them and throws them across the street, knocking them out one by one.

"I expected more from such simple robots." Lia says casually with a smirk, cleaning dust she gained from the fight. "Well where was I?-."

"OI!" Willhelm gets up from the ground, angered from seeing his comrades all knocked out. "Ya playin' with me own friends like that ya fuckin' bitch! Don't forget I am still here!"

The spikes from before suddenly go to Willhelm, attaching to his big arms.

"What?" Lia yells, surprised. Noticing the spikes moving on their own.

"Ya think my weapon is only spikes that can be shot? Ya absolute fool! Me own weapon is the spikes but they can move and have their own thought process. They're basically minions that follow my commands!" He shrugged his arms as he said so. "So I did give ya a chance to escape but you decided to choose death ay?"

"Ugh... why won't you just stay knocked out?.." Lia says to herself quietly.

"Now lass prepare for this!" The spikes are being thrown again at Lia, but this time they begin to surround the disguised gentleman. "What could you possibly do now ha?"

Closing in on her, she decides her next move. Lia jumps with not much force straight into the air, five meters up.

"Ya think that jumping will avoid the spikes?" Willhelm says with the spikes following Lia. Still closing in on her. "How dumb ya lass can be?! Hahaha!"

"Jumping wasn't the entire plan you fool!" Lia shouts confidently.

"What?!"

Before the spikes could close on her, she reaches for her pocket and pulls out Jack's torn arm, throwing it at Willhelm's head with incredible force.

The hit from Jack's arm hit the Scottish bulk man so hard he got knocked out and fell down with his spikes falling as well, all hitting the ground.

Lia lands on two legs, walking towards Willhelm and grabbing the torn arm, putting it back in her white and black jacket.

"Thanks Jack. That was pretty handy of you." Lia says, chuckling a bit with a lot of relief in her voice.

"Wow nice word play you did there." Torment says next to her, floating in the air as usual with a tired face just from hearing that. "That was time consuming was it Jean? Or should I call you Lia from now on? Heheh..."

"I'd rather be called Lia to not get confused for now. Until I find the three."

"Hmm okay then. Quite an interesting choice for a disguise but do whatever. As long as it goes by my plan I don't care." As soon as Tor talked about his plan, the devilish smile returned to him, stretching even more, hearing it almost as a tire being torn apart. "So where do you think they are now?"

Lia looks down, thinking. "Maybe they are underground... it makes sense. The entire town is after them. It would be understandable if they were in the sewers where nobody would go from the amount of unconstructed work there."

"Aren't you a smart pants?" Torment says, knowing the location but liking to give time for Lia to figure it out.

"Now all I need to know is which sewer they are in... it can't be that far from the mansion, all over the city they are looking for them. If they would've gone that far they would get caught."

He begins to run again with Jack's arm, through the streets on the ground, pointing the arm until he could sense something.

An hour has passed. It is 09:40 when Lia just began to sense. Pointing at a sewer she stumbled across by.

"Finally. Found them. All in an hour huh? Wow I feel bad for them."

"So? What are you waiting for? Get in and tell about the plan."

"They will attack me."

"We both know that. But we both know that Jack knows that you set him free."

"Yeah. That might help us, maybe seeing you will help as well?"

"Probably. I'm just a ghost anyways what can I po~ossibly do?"

Lia grabs the sewer cover and moves it to enter, luckily there are lights in the sewers.

She turns around right after getting down, seeing the shadows of the three, they are talking about how to get out of the situation.

She removes the disguise and revealing herself as Jean to the three. All look at her shocked, afraid, not knowing what to do.

"Hello there. Seems like I stumbled across the right three."