Taylor ran to the hotel . He had seen the black van drive by him shortly after he had left the hotel. He had to know if Ark had seen anything strange while outside of the city.

Alex appeared in the lobby of the hotel a few minutes after thanks to a very useful version of the spell that Kit affectionately called the "Beam Me Up Scotty" Spell. He was lucky that no one was spooked at the action or that Kit had passed out after moving the three of them to the hotel. Alex then spotted Taylor entering the hotel.

Taylor saw Ark and ran toward him. " Just saw something very strange on my way back here. Though pretty much the entire orientation was strange." Taylor didn't know what to do.

"Slow down. Take a minute to calm down and tell me what happened," Ark said, wondering just what it was that spooked Taylor so bad.

Taylor took a few breaths before saying, " I'll start at the beginning . I listened to a few lectures and was given Bishie balls. We we told to stand in line and go into a to a room. Some were allowed in , others were not . It was about 50 were in the room and the other 50 told to leave. I was walking toward here and I saw a van drive very fast by me. I thought I might have heard yelling but I don't know. What if those that went in the room were captured?" Taylor didn't want to think about it. He felt awful.

so that explains the black van Angelus saw Alex thought to himself after listening to Taylor. He thought about what was going on. "It doesn't make any sense. Why would they want to capture new trainers? and for what purpose, assuming that is what happened after all." Alex said as he tried pulling the facts together. It was quite clear that they had to find Michael first before they could do anything else.

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Michael winced and glared at the person who was in front of him and just slapping him for incorrectly answering yet again. "Is that the best you got bastard?" He asked before getting slapped once again, this time in the other direction. He then heard new voices outside of his cell door. They wouldn't...no, those bastards would. he thought to himself, hoping that Taylor wasn't one of the few who was recently brought in. And to think that this just started out as a Missing Person's case... he thought to himself as he noticed the bastard say something towards him before leaving.

" Don't know why they would want new trainers. I just dont know what to think now. It just was weird there . Last night was normal . " Taylor sighed he didn't know what to think anymore.

"Agreed. I don't know what they would want with new trainers, but people and organizations have done crazy things in the past," Ark said. "Without any clues, and I hate to say it, but we have no idea what to do or where to start. The only thing I can say is that we keep our eyes and ears open, unless you were able to see a license plate or something," Ark said, having a funny feeling that the missing detective and this mysterious black van were connected somehow.

" I didn't get the plate number unfortunately. I hope its just someone who likes to play loud music and speed down the road. "Taylor paused. He was feeling a little hungry but didn't have much of an appetite. He would ray though if Ark was ready for lunch.

"Let's hope so," Ark replied feeling uneasy about all of this. He knew about the Kira incident from last year where a trainer was experimenting on other trainers and their Bishies to make halflings.

"we should get out of here before anything else crazy happens," Ark said, hoping that Taylor would agree with him.

" I agree." Taylor said. He hoped that things in the next town wouldn't be as strange as what had happened here.

"Alright then," he said before heading towards the counter to pay for the use of the rooms.

Taylor had his bag and waited for Ark. He wanted to see if he could catch a Bishie since he wasn't given one today.

Ark returned back, his bag on his shoulder. He was surprised that a few of the swords he designed had already sold and paid with the money he got from the blades. He then headed back to Taylor. "And now, we're good to go," he said once he got close to Taylor, ready whenever he was.

" I'm ready . You think you can help me catch a Bishie?" He did feel a little embarrassed that he didn't have one yet.

"Sure. Although sometimes you just need a little luck, but I can help all the same," Alex said as they headed out of the town.

Taylor knew he needed all the luck he could get. " How far from here to the next town?" He asked.

"Hold on, let me check," Ark said before he got his Bishidex out and checked the distance. "About five miles," he said before putting his dex back into his bag.

" Doesnt sound too far. " Taylor said . He was keeping an eye out for any Bishies to catch. He hoped he could.

"Nope, not at all," He replied, really wishing he had a holding spell, then he remembered...Nita and Kit both had a displaced air pocket where they put stuff. Nita's was in the air itself while Kit's was actually his pant's pocket, something that he approved of and agreed with when he read about it the first time, then he remembered...right now they wouldn't have that ability and mentally cursed before sighing.

He kept an eye out for any Bishie, not knowing what Taylor would find intriguing or not.

Taylor kept an eye out. It seemed pretty calm. They had only just started their journey. Taylor knew there would be plenty of time to have one appear.

Ark also noticed the calm aura in the air as they walked, curious as to what was in store for the two trainers. As they walked, his mind was going over the black van, the Orientation and the disappearance of the great detective Michael Sanders.

" Have you been to the next town before?" Taylor said. He had been reading the information his Bishiedex had on it.

"I don't think so, actually" Alex responded. "I came from the direction where more book-based Bishies are located. This town was the closest and I was going to rest for a while before heading off again."

" Really? What type of Bishies are in this area?" Taylor asked . He didn't want to meet any he couldn't catch easily.