A dark figure was stalking across the shores of Virginia Beach, looking for evidence that a certain 17 year old boy was there. He found the pickup point, and then the route of his return. Grinning, the figure followed the path, slowly.
"Commander Daga!" An accented voice barked through his comlink. Annoyed, he picked up his comlink from his belt.
"What is it, Premier?" Daga asked.
"That boy you were sent to find... we have recieved inteligence indicating he is in another city entirely. We are sending a twinblade to your location," Oleg replied. "Take that chopper to Winchester, Virginia!"

Jezzroy and Cassie were in a McDonalds sharing a McFlurry.
"I hope the Soviets don't know I'm here." Jezzroy said with a hunted look in his eyes.
"Relax, Jezz. It has been a day since that incident. If they knew where you were, they'd have you by now," Cassie reassured him.
Jezzroy looked hopeful, but a voice behind him made him nervous again.
"Maybe they're waiting for you."
Cassie looked up to see the homeless boy she saw yesterday. She looked shocked to see that he had followed them.
"Who are you?" Jezzroy asked the boy, then ate a spoonful of McFlurry.
"Raxnent," the boy replied simply.
"Nice to meet you, Raxnent." Jezzroy said, and shook Raxnent's hand. "I'm Jezzroy."
"I saw you yesterday!" Cassie exclaimed.
"I know," Raxnent said. "I saw you, too. Your friend ran quite fast. I wanted to come with you two."
"Did I miss anything?" Jezzroy asked, puzzled.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you." Cassie replied. "I saw this boy sitting on the curb of the street yesterday. He has telekinetic powers!"
"Does he, now?" Jezzroy asked with interest.
"Yes, among other things," Raxnent answered.
"Well, we could use your help, Rax! I have such powers myself, but I don't want them." Jezzroy told him.
"Why?" Raxnent and Cassie asked at once.
"Because they were given to me by some chemical the Soviets shot at me," Jezzroy replied.

To be continued...