Chapter 33: Reporters, Am I Right?

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"Breaking News, another Cosmo Stone has been stolen from our beloved Space Pirates. Along with the White Cosmo Stone, the Yellow Cosmo Stone has also been stolen. They're now investigating and urge anyone with any details on the thieves to come forward immediately. There will be searches through homes in the East Coast area in an attempt to find the stones. Once again we urge both anyone with information on the thieves and the thieves themselves to come forward." The reporter on the tv states with a similar glazed look in his eyes as I've seen in other people.

"Who wants to place bets on what they'll do if they do find us?" Potato chuckles darkly.

"Probably make us serve a lifetime of servitude under mind control."

"Nah, they'll definitely just kill us."

"No, I think they'll experiment on us."

"I think we should stop wondering about what they'll do and maybe do something to stop any of that from happening." HC suggests, "Perhaps the D-Team will have a solution."

I ruffle my hair a little and start heading down to the D- Lab, with everyone following me. Once we enter the conference room, we see the D-Team watching the same news broadcast as we were.

"So, I'm guessing you guys don't have a solution?" Boba asks.

"Oh, we'll be fine. This house is cloaked and so far they haven't detected us." Dr.Z states blandly, "The only problem is getting food for yourselves and continuing our missions."

"Speaking of which, Dark, Ally, Ocean, Tootsie, Noami, you'll be going on the next mission. This one is in Atlanta, Georgia, so you'll have to remain undercover for about a few days. Your mission is in about a week."

"Cool, do you think camping is a good way of staying off of the Space Pirates radar?" Ally asks.

"I-" Dr. Taylor starts.

"YES! CAMPING!" Noami throws her hands up into the air in celebration.

"Camping it is." I shrug before turning to the D-Team, "By the way, there's this thing I noticed about everyone who was affected by the serum the Space Pirates injected in the air. Their eyes are glazed, do you think that the serum did more than erase their memories?"

"Oh yeah, I thought something was off about the reporter." Rod says, scratching his head.

"It's possible that there's something to make their minds easier to control, that or that's the side effect of full exposure to the serum. Rod, Laura, and I will check through the intel we've gathered to see if there's anything about the serum in there." Seth concludes.

We discuss a few more topics like changes to the training schedule and a new armor that The Ancients, Dr.Z, and Seth are developing that hopefully will be done within a few months. By the end of it, I head out to the training room with Majung and start a training session with the practice droids. I raise a broadsword above my head and swing it down on my opponent. Unfortunately the force of the blow also makes me tip over a bit, landing roughly on my side and spotting a droid making it's way over to me quite quickly. Thankfully Majung had it, he quietly skewers it with his horn and flicks his head dramatically to shake it off.

"Thanks!"

"No problem," Majung says as I'm enveloped by a blue light, "By the way there's another right behind you."

"Shit really?!" I stumble back up and look behind me, quickly observing that there's no droid. "Did you just?"

'Yes I did." I turned and gave Majung a look whilst he gave me a smug grin.

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