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"Child are not, all are equal when dissent is involved." he replied.

With that, she was forcefully led from where she was, and taken to the stronghold that she had approached before. When she was led past the guards, they looked at her, and she could feel their judgemental stares.

When she was inside, she was led down several corridors, until they went into an elevator. It descended several floors before opening, and she was shoved forward, into a dull grey area, surrounded by even more of the statues... except THESE ones were broken and cracked... like people had purposefully destroyed them.

That seemed to have done it.

She found herself grabbed by the collar, and her wrists were put into cuffs.

"That's it." he said.

"You're coming with us." he told her.

"You WILL be judged for your crimes against humanity."

It was clear that she was making them angry now, as she could practically hear their teeth gnashing.

"...what... was... that." the head of the group snarled.

"That sounds like pro-mutant dissent." they said further.

"Care to say that again?" they then asked her.

"Maybe I... just didn't hear you properly."

No sooner had she finished writing the last word, did she hear a loud whistle, and heavy footsteps.

Quite a few of them.

"Hey! You!" someone called.

"What the hell do you think you're doing!?" they demanded angrily.

"That's defacing property, and spreading deceiving propaganda!"

"....well, at least there's that." the man responded.

"Thank the heavens for small... well... miracles in disguise, I suppose." he said further.

"At any rate, I'll leave you be to clean up." he told her.

"I'm sure I'll be seeing you shortly."

"I am aware of that." the man responded.

"But still. I worried." he told her.

"You're not invincible, or outright immortal." he said further.

"But I'm glad you somehow escaped." he went on.

"...unless you being captured was a lie, itself." he then added.

"Then do so." the man responded.

"Whatever you feel you need." he told her.

He then sighed, and turned his back to her, heading deeper into the building.

"...to be honest, I thought you gone." he said.

"I'd heard you'd been captured and disposed of."

"Precisely." the man responded.

"So this is a safe place, I assure you." he told her.

"Gloomy and morbid, but safe." he said further.

"So go and do whatever it is you feel you need to do." he continued.

"I'll be here to give you whatever it is you need."

"....I refuse to let you wander out there alone." he responded.

"Now, more than ever, this place is your home." he said.

"I refuse to lose you again." he insisted.

"So let this be where you can feel safe." he went on.

"...the Order never checks a morgue, anyway." he sighed.

The man sighed again... and smiled softly.

"I know." he said.

"And you're potentially the only one that can." he told her.

"I'll assist and aid you in any way I can." he assured her further, before shaking his head.

"Is there anything else right now?" he asked her.

"If not, I have bodies to prep." he said.

"A LOT."

"........." again, the man was silent.

"Of course." he said.

"I'll make sure to have a few ready for you." he told her.

"....a few dozen." he then mumbled beneath his breath, though odds were that Ana had heard him.

"Good luck out there." he told her.

"If it works, I hope."

"............." the man was silent as she said what she did.

"...are you serious?" he asked.

"Are you honestly serious right now?" he asked further.

Her expression told him that yes. She was.

"...you're going to do this, whether I agree or so, so I might as well help." he said with a deep sigh.

"General public dissent." he answered her. "Things like defiling their propaganda, defacing surfaces with anti-order slogans and pro-mutant messages... that sort of thing." he clarified.

"....Jackson?" the man asked.

"Hmmmmm." he mumbled, thinking for a moment.

"That WOULD explain the statues, and disappearances." he commented.

"But... so what?" he then asked.

"What do we do with this information?"