PZA: Samurai, Inc. 12-13

We stood in the knee-deep snow and watched the Russian military helicopter leave. I pulled out the GPS (Global Positioning Satellite) computer and checked our current position with the satellite up in space against the coordinates on the map. We were right on target. Now all we had to do was hike into the village five miles [8 km] north of our current position. I shouldered my pack and crossed my fingers. This was not going to be fun. Oh sure we had training hikes back home in the snow and trained for winter combat techniques, but this was now for real. There was no stopping and going back to square one to start all over again. I scratched my face and sighed. I wondered if the information we were given was accurate, or were we being led into a trap? Sure the Russians were now friendly, but there were those who still wanted a return to the old days, and that had me nervous. I wouldn't feel better until we got Daniel Redrock and got out again.

"I will be once this is over," I replied. Danny nodded his agreement. He was feeling the same as me. Neil was already on the alert, looking around at the nearby hills. I saw a different light in his eyes, and I knew he was using his telepathy to scan for any human life other than us.

"Fifteen mile [25 km] radius limit?" Sammo asked. Neil thought about that. "That's a possibility, considering the fact that Steven Barnes was a trained closed mind." I shook my head and sighed as I thought about the last couple of days. It seemed so unreal, but here we were, standing in the middle of frozen snowy Russian, conducting a rescue mission for a famous teen actor.

It had started with the phone call to us from a man named Mac out in Hollywood. I was relaxing by the indoor pool out at Aaron and Harley's farm that they had bought a few months ago after bringing John and Carlos out of South America. That was our first ever international job, and it had gone off perfectly. I was conducting a physical exercise with Harley when the cell rang. Mac was on the other end and gave me the news of Daniel Redrock's disappearance. We knew about the movie coming out, but didn't get to see it, having been out of the country at the time. Mac informed me that the Queen of England had asked for us specially. That was something nobody should ever refuse. After ending the exercise with Harley, the guys and I packed up and got down to the Little Rock airport and flew to New York where the Queen's private plane was to meet us. We traveled light, not wanting to bring anything that could get us into trouble.

The English Ambassador informed us we would get to use whatever we needed to get the job done. That of course made me happy to hear that. So off we went. We gathered around the conference table once the plane reached its cruising altitude.

Apparently Daniel was to appear on a very well known talk show in England to promote the movie over there. He was to be at the studio at six. When the limo failed to show, the parents got worried and called the police. The police got involved and started the search immediately. One smart thing they did was to find out who the driver was supposed to be. They found him tied up in his flat out cold. The flat was a mess, indicating the guy put up one hell of a fight before succumbing to superior odds. That man deserved a medal. The man was still out at that moment, so police couldn't get anything out of him. That was the only lead they had come up with. Shiro sent the pictures we had of the Professor, Evans, and Anderson in hopes of coming up with information. Since we were tired, we all sacked out in the smaller bedrooms on the plane. We needed our sleep, because I had the feeling it was going to be nonstop action all the way. I was right, too.

We arrived late that night in England. They put us up in a hotel and after a few more hours of sleep, they woke us and we went to meet the Queen. The boys were on their best behavior and I was proud of them. Then we spent two hours being briefed by a man named Q. He gave us the gear I requested and guided us out to the Redrock house. We met the distraught parents and assured them we'd do everything we could to get Daniel back. The man from Warner Brothers Studios was there and he made Neil nervous. The man's name was Steven Barnes and he made me nervous too.

[No, but we will play him as we go] I said. I decided our first course of action was to get a map of the area and study it, and then drive all the possible routes. To do this, we needed to split up the team. Everyone except for Neil would drive a car. Q immediately arranged for four Land rovers to be delivered immediately. They would be here the next morning we were told. That would hurt us slightly. Shiro and Sammo went up to Daniel's room and searched it top to bottom looking for any possible clues. If you need to search a teen's room, get a teenager to do it. Works every time. Both of them didn't find anything. That was a pisser. The parents told us that everything had been normal in the last few weeks. They gave us names of people that had been here in the last week. There was Rupert Grunt who played Ron Weasley, Emma Watson who played Hermione Granger, the boy who played Draco Malfoy, and Steven Barnes was here the most. He was popping up again. I decided to take a closer look into this guy. I whispered a request into Q's ear.

"I'm on it," he said. Since there wasn't much else we could do, we went to a small hotel for the night. We made plans for the next day. I hoped we would have better luck.

Q knocked on our door the next morning. I let him in as Danny stood behind the door at the ready.

"Absolutely bloody nothing on this bloke. He's too squeaky clean," he said, handing me a file folder. Q was right. There was hardly anything in there. Squeaky clean my ass. This guy smells even worse now. I sipped my coffee as the others finished their breakfasts.

"The cars are here, and they are equipped with hands free cell phones. They have been programmed for conference calling so all of you can talk to each other. I took the liberty of securing another one for myself. More people means better luck," he said. I nodded. "Let's go." Everyone set off on their assigned roads once we met back at the house. Neil being with me was helpful. He could watch out with his senses as well as with his eyes. Like I said, his abilities were a blessing to the team. I don't ever want to get too dependent on him, though. Too much could go wrong. We drove for nearly three hours with out seeing any kind of a sign of a car going off the road. I pulled over, needing to stretch and to pee. Neil got out and wandered up the dirt road we were on, studying the roadside. Suddenly he started jumping up and down like a jack in the box.

"Dad!" he yelled. "Over here!" I ran towards him, trying to zip up and drawing my H&K nine at the same time. I got to where he was and saw the faint outline of the car's taillight. I went left, Neil went right. There was nobody inside. Damn. I had hoped he would be there. Neil jogged back to the Land Rover and contacted everybody. Within moments, the others were there. Q got on his secure cell and got a tow truck out there. The police arrived as well and got to work. Their CSI (Crime Scene Investigations) team did a totally excellent job of finding evidence. The car had gone to ground there, and the driver had removed Daniel from the back, walked down the gully for two miles [3 km], and went up the side. They found tire prints that indicated it might have been a truck of some kind. The tracks went to the road and stopped there. The car was now on it's way to the local police garage.

We followed them there and watched the second team strip the car slowly and in a methodical fashion. These guys were no slouches. One major clue did turn up. It was a matchbook with the name of something on it and the name of someone written inside it. I grinned as I held the matches.

"No matter how good these guys think they are, they always screw up somewhere," I said.

"I agree. Now we run that evidence through our computers and see what we get," Q said as he took them from me. Going back to the Redrock's, we told them we found the car and the clue. They offered us lots of money but I refused.

"Seeing the three of you back together is all the payment we need," I said. We left after promising to keep in touch. We got back to London by late evening. We were put up in visiting diplomat housing, the best I'd ever seen. There wasn't anything we could do but sit around and twiddle our thumbs. I hoped we would find him alive and well. We had to. His parents were depending on us.

Daniel woke up slowly, his head hurting. He could feel the lump on the back of his head that he had gotten when he passed out.

"Bloody hell," he grumbled. "Damned mess I'm in." He blinked slowly and tried to move. He discovered himself locked inside a cage big enough to let him wiggle around in.

"What the hell!" he cried out. The canvass covering the cage blinded him, but let in enough light for him to see his surroundings. His shoes and belt was gone, including the pocketknife he carried in his pocket out of habit. The canvas was pulled aside and a man's face looked at him.

"You keep quiet, hear? I'll smack you if you don't," the ugly looking man threatened Daniel.

"Ya gots a fresh mouth on ya. Too bad I don't have time to shut it for ya proper like," the ugly man sneered at him. Ugly was the right term for him. He had one big long scar reaching from the bottom of his left ear going down to the corner of his mouth. Daniel shivered. This guy scared him. Daniel mentally dubbed him Ugly.

"Now shut yer yap. We'll be stopping soon," Ugly said, and then dropped the canvas again, blocking Daniel's sight. Daniel sat back and sighed. Now what was he going to do? At the moment there was nothing he could do except wait it out. He sat in the corner of the cage and tried to stretch out a bit.

"That's a bit better. Nothing I can do until the odds get better for an escape," he said to himself. "Hope these weirdoes don't expect me to do magic. It was just a movie!" Whatever he was riding in suddenly shook and dropped a little. He heard the man swear and say something about turbulence.

"They've got me on a plane," he thought to himself. "To where?" He'd get his answer before long, and hopefully the other answers as well. He closed his eyes and sighed. So much had happened in his life the last year or so. He had acted in movies before, but just smaller minor stuff. Then his life changed dramatically after he auditioned for the role of Harry Potter. Getting the role had been the most exciting moment of his life. He spent the weekend before the shoot reading the book Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone backwards and forwards trying to get an idea of what the movie was going to be about. He ended up getting all four books signed by the author herself. Then came the press conference in which all the actors and actresses were introduced. The rise to fame came overnight. Everybody that knew him congratulated him, including his schoolmates. A few reporters showed up at the school to interview him, but they were turned away. Then came the shoot, and Daniel had worked hard on it. Richard Harris and Robbie Coltraine were extremely helpful to Daniel, giving him and the other kids help with their acting. Daniel was looking forward to doing the other three movies and had signed on to do them. His new friends had done the same. Then the movie was released, and people flocked to see it. More and more requests for appearances and interviews came in, and Daniel managed to cover them all up to now. Suddenly he was a kidnap victim, going to who knows where. He hoped that there was someone tracking him down. Shifting his position, he tried to make himself a bit more comfortable.

"Not my bloody idea of fun," he thought. "I gotta figure a way out of this." Daniel closed his eyes and let his mind wander. Best thing he could do is wait for opportunity to present its self, and he'd be gone. He chuckled quietly to himself. He felt the plane moving downward and realized they would be landing soon.

The plane did land, and the cargo door was opened. The two men in the plane moved the covered cage to a truck. Daniel felt the freezing cold almost instantly as the cage was loaded into a truck. He shivered and rolled up into a ball, trying to keep warm. The truck rolled off and the man who had confronted him peeked in.

"Here," he grumbled, stuffing something through the bars of the cage. "Put it on. It's a very heavy jacket. Should keep you warm." Daniel nodded. "Thanks." He reached for it and pulled it on and zipped it up all the way to the top. Feeling tired, he yawned once again and lay down and curled up, trying to stay warm.

Q knocked on our door the next morning. I opened the door and let him in. He followed me to the kitchen and I poured him some tea. Shiro was working his laptop, cruising the newsgroups and chatrooms, looking for any clues possible.

"Right. I ran the matches through the computer this morning and got two excellent matches. The name on the cover, Red Spot, is the name of a nightclub in Moscow that is frequented by Russian Mafia. Your man's name inside the matchbook, a Valentin Puly, is indeed Russian Mafia, one of the worst. Russian authorities have been after him for a long time. Really nasty chap," Q said, handing me a file. I glanced at it and noted the picture of the man inside. I passed it to Danny, who read it and passed it on.

"Our next step is to go to Russian then. This is our only solid clue in the right direction," I said.

"I figured as much. I made contact with the Russian Security Council and advised them of the situation. They said they would immediately track any suspicious aircraft coming in and would assist you in anyway possible," Q said. "Your first contact will be a man named Pitor Prevolitch. He is the current secretary of defense. He'll meet you in Moscow airport."

I nodded. "Thanks for everything, Q. You and the English people have been a big help."

"Bring him back alive, and yourselves as well," the old man nodded. I shook his hand. "I always do."

Q saw us off on the flight to Moscow. The Russian secretary of defense promised us equipment, so Shiro elected to leave the laptop behind. Q promised to keep it safe for him. The only things we would need was clothes. We packed light, and I inspected everything to make sure that there wasn't anything that could get us into trouble at Russian customs. Thankfully there wasn't, and we left customs after a long flight. Looking around the airport, I spotted two men in long black trench coats standing by an old cigarette machine. They were KGB without a doubt. I led the crew to a small café there in the airport and got some coffee, or what looked like coffee. The two men in black hadn't budged. It was obvious they were watching us. That was fine by me. I hadn't done anything illegal. Yet. I casually glanced around. There were the travelers going in and out of the building, the maintenance guys, and the airport security. Then there were the orange-sheeted Hare Krishnas wandering around begging for handouts. I blinked. These guys must be desperate to be in here. I knew for a fact that they had been kicked out of just about every airport in the US. I remember standing in line for the check in counter in New York once and watching a crew of cops dragging the idiots out to the applause of the people waiting in line. Shiro was the first to spot him.

"Here he comes Dad," he stage whispered. I looked up. He looked exactly like the photograph I'd seen. Right behind him was the biggest Russian I'd ever seen, the only exception was the Russian kid who was the boyfriend of one of Powersound's guys. As the man got closer, I stood up. He saw me and walked over with a smile on his face.

"Welcome to Russia," he said, extending his hand. I shook his hand and made the introductions. He smiled and nodded to each. As we left the airport, I checked my six and noted the men in black glaring at us. I wondered why.

"Jealous little bastards. Nothing to worry about," Petrovitch said. His car was warm and comfortable. He handed me a folder on the mafia man Puly. I flipped through it and noted that there wasn't much meat in it.

Petrovitch grinned. "I would love to dump his ass gift wrapped on my superior's desk."

The car took us into a building and stopped. I got out first and noted the heat right away. The guys nodded their appreciation as well. We followed Petrovitch into his office proper. After offering coffee, he spread out a map on a table and pointed to where the club was.

"We have places around it and a larger warehouse over here for staging troops before starting operations. It would be a good place to question this guy, provided you are able to catch him. I hope you are able to do that," he said. I looked up. "Have you been inside?"

"No, but there are others who have. I have tried to locate one man, but he was not able to be here. Instead, he sent blueprints of the interior of the club. They are current, dated two months ago. He was fortunate to have worked on the remodel of the place," Petrovitch said, producing the papers. All of us studied them for a few moments. I noted the exits, windows, and the stage area. Neil would be our ace in the hole like usual. All we had to do was herd him out through the back, and he was ours. I checked my watch. They all looked at me.

The truck carrying Daniel finally stopped. The tailgate was dropped and his cage taken out. Daniel woke up at the sound of voices. He looked up to see two men having a conversation. The tall aristocratic looking one put something into the other man's hand and turned away. He walked over to Daniel.

"Are you okay?" he asked. Daniel just nodded, noting the man's clothes. This guy was used to wearing fine suits and things. He sounded very European. He sported a small goatee and carried a cane. He pointed to the cage and said something in Russian. Two big men opened the cage and helped Daniel out. Before Daniel had the chance to react, they put cuffs on his wrists and around his ankles.

"Don't want you leaving just yet, Mr. Redrock. There is something I need from you and I shall get it," the man smiled. "Oh, you can call me the Professor."

The Professor laughed. "Very good, Mr. Redrock. You do have a sense of humor. Shall we discus your current situation?"

He turned and led the way into the hall from what was obviously the garage. They went down a hall and then into another room. It was much warmer in here. Daniel's escorts removed the handcuffs, removed his jacket, and then sat him down in a chair and stood behind him. The table in front of him had food and drink on it.

"Please help yourself. You must be famished after such a long journey," the Professor said. Daniel reached for the teapot and poured himself some tea. He felt the tea warm up his insides and he sighed. He reached for the bread and made himself a sandwich and ate it. Once he was done eating, the two men behind him patted him down to make sure he didn't take a knife or something that could be used for a weapon. The Professor sat down next to him.

"Not too long ago, I as doing business with a man in England. He decided to cross me. Not a good idea. He ran from me and in doing so, he ran into you and hurt you slightly. He gave you something, and then had the misfortune to die in an accident. I need to know what it was that he gave you, and where it is," the Professor explained.

Daniel remembered the man. He had been coming out of the bathroom at some event he had gone to. A short balding man had run right into him, knocking him against the wall. Daniel had gone down and hit his head on the floor. Completely dazed, he had looked up at the guy and wondered what the hell was going on. He could feel the man's hands on his face and tried to focus on what he was saying. He felt a sharp pain behind his left ear and then he had passed out.

The Professor sighed. "No matter. I will make you remember. But not now. You have had a long journey and you need your rest. You will be shown to a room and tomorrow morning we will begin the interrogation."

He stood up and said something to the two men. They cuffed Daniel's hands behind his back after he stood up. They led him to a room that had a bed, a chair, and a table. Looking around the partition, Daniel found a bathroom there. The two men took the cuffs off Daniel and backed out slowly and then closed and locked the door. Daniel was trapped. He sat on the bed and sighed. He had to figure a way out of this, and fast. What that guy had said scared him, and he didn't want to find out what he was going to do to him. The bed he was on felt comfortable, and he stretched out on it. He sat up and went to the bathroom and took care of business, and then kicked his shoes off. He debated on undressing, and decided to keep his clothes on. Getting under the covers, he sighed and closed his eyes. Moments later he was asleep. One of the men peeked in the window set in the door and saw Daniel sleeping. He turned off the light in the room and walked away, reporting to the Professor.

The music in the club was deafing. We had the bug on Neil's shirt turned down so the music wouldn't be too loud. Neil's job was to walk in and give Puly the note. What happened instead was not expected, but worked in our favor. The man operating the soundboard blushed.

The slim, short young man looked at me. "He say 3; ah 3; he say what a cute sexy boy you are. He invites him to room for fun." I grinned. This was working out better than I planned.

Neil grinned at the ugly man and wiggled his eyebrows seductively. The man led him out the back door and then picked him up. We watched Neil grind himself against the man and wiggle his tongue at the man on the monitors in the van. Petrovitch grinned.

"We have tried everything to get this man. Your boy goes in there and in minutes has him drooling all over him. At least we can hold him on prostitution charges while we build up a case on him," Petrovitch said.

The Army general next to him shook his head. "Your boy has enormous balls to go in there by himself."

We watched as Neil took the man's huge paw and smiled shyly at him. Puly led Neil down the alley towards Sammo's position. They were close enough to Sammo's position. Sammo was there just in case Neil couldn't knock him out. Neil had no problem. He looked at the man and the guy's eyes rolled up into his head and conked out. Sammo and two Spetznaz (military group similar to the Navy Seals) came out of the shadows and loaded the guy on a truck. Our van began to move once the truck was moving. Phase one of the op had succeeded.

"Job done. He's ours," he reported. I hugged Neil as the soldiers dragged him out of the truck. They tied him to a chair and we waited for him to wake up. Suddenly he snapped to, blinking his eyes and looking around. He screamed at us once he realized what had happened. Neil stood up and just looked at him. Puly's eyes glassed over and in a low monotone, told us everything.

Omurov spread a map over a table. "You will get all the latest gear we have. Your target is out here. We will fly you in tonight and land you at first light. You need to be extra alert. There have been stories of a very dangerous creature haunting the region there."

Shiro was attempting to work a handheld GPS computer and getting frustrated. The General walked over to see what the problem was.

"You were given the wrong units. We have some in American English for you to use," he said, directing Shiro's attention to another open box. Shiro picked up that unit and checked it. He smiled a moment later.

"Thank you sir. This is much better. I apologize for not knowing Russian," Shiro said to the General. The man smiled as Shiro went back to work, inputting information we'd need. Danny, Neil, and Sammo were getting measured for snow camouflage suits. Once our gear was assembled and we were ready, a car took us to the airport and we flew off in a plane to an Army base close to our target zone. We got some sleep on the two-hour flight out there. We arrived at the base around one in the morning. After checking out the rest of the gear we were getting, we sacked out a bit more. We got up around four thirty and did another check of our gear. The chopper dropped us at the LZ right at first light. We were on our own again. Nothing new. We started the hike to the village five miles [8 km] north of our current position. It was freeze ass cold, and I was glad for the warm snowsuits they gave us. Danny had point, Sammo behind him, then Neil, Shiro, and then me. I hoped the stories of this creature were exaggerated. Once we got into the village and made contact with our man, we'd know more. The snowshoes we had made the going easy. I was tempted to make a snowball and throw it at Danny just as a joke, but thought better of it. There would be plenty of playtime back home. The territory reminded me of the mountain back home. I didn't dare relax, I didn't want to let my guard down. We made the village by late morning. The people there looked at us strangely. We met our man and he told us everything we needed to know, including the creature. That left us puzzled.

"That's why I've got the tranquilizer gun," I said, holding up the rifle. Sammo looked at it. "Hope it works."

"Well, if it comes down to it, I hope so too," I said. Nothing else was said as we made our final preparations. We had our final information and were ready to go. Danny just nodded and took point again. Shiro was behind him as Sammo followed, manning the GPS. Neil expanded his senses and kept us covered. I took rear guard. It was coming up on ten in the morning.

Daniel woke up when the door opened. A man put a try of food on the table and retreated. Daniel got up and looked at what was on the tray. He ate what was there and drank the tea. At least they were feeding him. He hadn't slept very well, his mind dwelling on what might happen this morning. He was feeling nervous. He hoped they wouldn't hurt him. The door opened again around ten. The two men walked in and one of them grabbed Daniel while the other one cuffed his hands behind his back. They escorted him out of the room and down the hall. A man in the hall opened a door for them and closed it behind them. The room was empty except for a chair in the middle of the room. It looked like the kind one would find in a dentist's office. There was a smaller chair and two tables next to it. The men took the handcuffs off Daniel, and then put him in the chair and strapped him down. The Professor arrived five minutes later.

The Professor looked at him for a moment. "I need to know about that man. You will tell me everything."

The beep of something electronic interrupted things. The Professor looked at the computer monitor. He saw five people in the snow coming towards the camera.

"I will come up to the command center," he said into the phone. "Make him ready to go." The Professor turned to Daniel. "I must attend to this matter. You now have another chance to consider telling me about the man who ran into you. Otherwise, I have to use these things." He pulled back the surgical cloth that covered a tray. Daniel saw a syringe and other things there. The sight of them chilled him to the bone. The Professor noted the look of fear in Daniel's face. He bowed and left. Arriving at the command center, one of the men there motioned to him.

"I have a close up shot of them," he reported. The Professor looked at the screen. "Ah, the gentlemen from Big Bear, California operation. They kept me from collecting the boy Jonathan Lapinski."

"But the operation wasn't a total loss, sir. We found a boy with powers," a black man said to him.

"Quite right you are. Little Neil Logan is a mutant. I'm almost sorry he has to die. I wish there was a way of taking him alive. Our hunter regretfully will take his young life," the Professor sighed. "Is he ready?" Another man nodded. "Ready to go."

"Release him then," the Professor sighed. They watched another monitor as a door was opened by remote and a human like creature bounded out and down the trail.

Neil was the first to react. "Something's coming!" I stopped next to him "Any idea what it is?"

"No, but the thoughts aren't true hostile. They are so jumbled up I can't make heads or tails of them. One though is very strong. The word kill," Neil said. Shiro scratched his chin. "Could this thing be human?"

"Brainwashed. It has to be. It would explain the jumbled up thoughts, with the one extremely strong one overriding the others," Sammo said. Danny nodded. "I agree. Had a case like that when I was Seal."

"The Professor wants to hide something really bad if he brainwashed someone into being a killer," I said. Neil sat on a rock and closed his eyes. He started to concentrate on the person while the rest of us fanned out around him.

"Coming from the north 3; no anger 3; no hate 3; his thoughts too jumbled 3; have to go in," Neil said.

"Be careful," I said, getting the tranquilizer rifle ready. Neil nodded, and I watched him carefully. I heard something coming now, and I backed up so I'd have plenty of room to take the shot. It appeared a moment later. It definitely was human. A boy, to be exact. He was a mess, covered with dirt, mud, and dried blood. He slowly approached Neil, raising his hands. Something came out of the backs of his hands, and I realized what they were. They were claws. Three of them on each hand, about six inches [15 cm] long, and appeared to be razor sharp. I raised my rifle and centered my shot at the boy's right shoulder. The boy growled and then he collapsed. Neil opened his eyes and sighed.

"I'm alright, Dad. I fixed his mind. Wasn't easy, but I did it. His name is Sacha. He's a twelve-year-old orphan, like I was. He's got powers, too. His body can heal its self of any wound or poison. A metal called adamatium covers his skeleton. His claws are made of the same material as well. The Professor did it to him," Neil said, his face turning to rage.

"Easy, son. We'll get him. He knows we're here now. What he doesn't know just yet is that you stopped Sacha from killing us. Good work," I said. Danny wrapped the boy in a thick blanket. "How are we going to get in?"

"We find a door or blow our way in," I said. Sammo grinned at that. Sammo loves to blow up things, so he worked up a couple of quick attaching explosives ready to go. I crossed my fingers and hoped we didn't get blown up in the process. Neil relaxed and used his mind to scan the area. He smiled a moment later.

"There's an entry hatch about a hundred yards [90 m] to our left," he announced. I blinked. "How did you find it? Anybody near it?"

"No. I scanned for heat signatures, just like I did with Sacha. Easy to find," Neil said, grinning. I had to laugh. Neil certainly surprises me. My next thought was about Sacha. What do we do with him? His waking up solved that problem. He blinked and looked up into our faces. Neil smiled down at him.

"Are you alright?" he asked. Sacha slowly nodded. He tried to get up and fell down. Neil helped him up. Sacha leaned on Neil as we got over to the access hatch. Sammo went to work and had it open a few minutes later. We got inside and closed it behind us. Sacha sighed with relief as the warm air hit him. Poor kid was practically naked. How he withstood the cold was beyond me. As Danny took point, I let my thoughts wander. What was going to happen to Sacha? Would the Russians let him go with us? I decided to deal with those things later. We had a job to do right now.

The Professor slammed his fist down on the console. "Damn that little brat!" The security chief hung up his phone. "I've ordered my men into that area. Their orders is to retake Sacha, take Neil alive, and to kill the others."

"Good, very good," the Professor nodded. The man smiled a very evil smile. When communism ended in Russia, a lot of the military men were dismissed. There were quite a few Spetznaz groups floating around and the Professor had hired one such group to protect his base. They were well suited to the task of taking out the intruders. Or so he thought.

Danny once again took point. There was no doubt now that the Professor knew we were here. We had every reason to believe he sent his security after us. Good. I liked a straight fight, but there are times that being very sneaky pays off. Neil was taking care of Sacha. Both of them were talking to each other. How Sacha knew English was beyond me, but my guess is that he learned it from school. Sacha was walking better now. Neil had an extra set of clothes in his pack and Sacha was wearing them. He looked a bit more human now. He smiled at me when he saw me looking at him.

"Thank you for saving my life. I know what that bastard did to me and he will pay. Neil has told me much about you guys, and I want to join," he said.

"You're already one of us," I said. Sacha grinned. "Then let's go get this boy."

Danny suddenly snapped his fingers. Company was coming. Sacha immediately changed in front of our eyes. Gone was the friendly look. His eyes narrowed and the anger came up into his eyes.

"No claws unless absolutely necessary," Neil whispered. Sacha nodded. We moved forward, ready for anything. We stayed in the shadows, moving forward cautiously. Turning the corner, we saw the shadows and shapes of the men coming towards us. Suddenly something fell on them from the ceiling. Whatever it was, it moved very fast. The ten men were quickly knocked down. I froze, not knowing what to expect.

"Come on," Sacha's voice came at us. "Let's move while they're sleeping!" It had been Sacha that attacked them. I grinned. This kid would be a huge asset to the team. Danny found the door and was ready to go through it. We stacked up behind him and once the signal was passed, went through it. We were in a corridor leading to a bigger door. It turned out to be an elevator. When the door opened, Sacha charged in and immediately took out the security man in there. The passenger backed up into the corner, scared to death. Sacha growled at him, exposing his canine teeth.

"Tell you anything you wanna know!" the man cried Neil didn't hesitate. "Daniel Redrock."

"Third floor guest rooms. I'll take you there!" the scared man said. He led us right to the empty room. I shoved him against the wall. Sacha sniffed at the pillow, his nose buried in it. I looked at the man.

"I don't know!" he cried. Sacha stood up and smacked him on the side of the head. The man crumpled.

"Surprise, surprise. Let's go," I said. There would be plenty of time to analyze Sacha's abilities later. Sacha led the way. By now the halls were crawling with the opposition. The fight got started. Sacha really got into it, moving lightning fast. He could fight, too. His punches dropped his opponents while we had to work at dropping ours. Neil used his deranged wolf projections, making the big tough men piss their pants and run. The next one he adjusted slightly, making it appear that Sacha had mutated and gone completely crazy. We crashed into the room where Daniel was a few minutes later. The Professor was there as well. He wasn't alone, either. I counted two dozen guns pointed at us.

I blinked. We were in trouble now. Sacha backed up slightly and stood next to Neil. Sammo had turned around to see another six guns covering us at the rear.

"How nice of you to drop in. Drop your guns, and tell Neil to surrender to me. Otherwise he gets to watch you die a very painful death," he sneered.

[Get ready to rock, guys. I'm gonna pop a whole new illusion, plus rock the building a little. Danny, go right. Sacha goes up the middle, and Dad goes left. I'll help as much as I can. Sammo, them blokes in front of you are yours] Neil said to us.

I dropped my MP-5 on the floor slowly, and then reached for my H&K nine. Suddenly the room shook violently, everyone knocked off their feet. We all reacted. The battle was short but sweet. Sacha used his claws to make sure his targets didn't shoot us, while Neil bent the barrels of his targets. Danny didn't hesitate. He whipped his pair of H&K nines out and nailed his targets one shot apiece. I had done the same. The room stopped shaking and everything went quiet. Neil slumped to the floor, Sacha grabbing him.

"How sweet. You're in love with the little twerp," the Professor sneered, getting up off the floor. Sacha was on top of him in a flash, his claws at the man's throat. "Give me a reason to end your stinking miserable life, asshole."

Neil reacted. "Not like that, Sacha. Killing him won't undo what he's done to you. Please. Prove to him that you are a better person than he is and let him live."

Sacha stared deep into the Professor's eyes. He could see the fear working in there. He slowly nodded and let go of the man. Danny quickly jacked him up on the wall and searched him. He cuffed him while I set Daniel free.

God, he was cute! I resisted the temptation to kiss him. He grinned his famous smile.

"I'm David Logan, and these are my sons and associates. We're called Samurai Inc., a security firm that protects young celebrities," I said. "We'll do proper introductions later. For now, let's get out of here."

I sighed. "You know, no matter how good these guys think they are, they always screw up in the end."

Shiro laughed. "No kidding! Idiot here left his laptop connected to the mainframe. I just uploaded his entire hard drive to England."

Shiro backhanded him. I saw the look in his eyes and knew he was royally pissed. He stared at the man for another moment and returned to the laptop.

"They got it all," he reported. "I also fixed up a way out, provided there aren't any enemy troops in our path. I initiated self-destruct. We got ten minutes. I changed the cancel codes."

Shiro smiled as he closed the laptop. "Oh, did I mention that I locked everybody out of the system? Ta ta, it's been real."

I could have kissed him right then. Sacha roared with laughter as we left the room. We could hear the Professor screaming into the phone. We ran down the corridor and to the elevator. Good thing we didn't have that far to go.

We encountered the enemy troops on the ground floor. Danny, Shiro, And Sammo opened up on them the moment the elevator doors opened up. Neil cast his deranged Sacha and wolves illusion. Oh man, did it ever work. Daniel and Sacha had a puzzled look on their faces watching the big tough brave Spetznaz run like hell. Some of them wet their pants. I grabbed Daniel and pulled him to the right.

"Three minutes," Shiro yelled. We ran right for the front doors and I managed to acquire a heavy snow jacket for Daniel. Sammo and Danny covered our retreat with grenades they had appropriated from the unconscious troops. Shiro ran out and jumped into a half track and started it up. We got into the back as Sammo jumped in the front with Shiro. Shiro shifted into first and slammed the pedal to the floor. The truck jumped forward and raced for the front gates. Shiro did racing changes all through the gears as we headed to the front gate.

"Incoming fire!" Sammo yelled. Sacha slashed the canopy over the back open and Danny climbed up. I handed him a stinger missile and he fired it at the troops at the front gate. When the smoke cleared a moment later, there wasn't much left. We roared right through the gate and got about a quarter mile down the road.

"Time!" Danny yelled. At that second, the earth shook and there was a tremendous explosion. We held on as the truck got bounced around. Shiro kept his foot on the pedal, making the truck run as fast as he could from the place. We had made it out intact. I breathed a sigh of relief.

We landed in Moscow mid morning. The flight had been a good one. The Russian government ordered a private jet for us to be on standby at the Army base. Neil and Sacha were sitting by themselves, talking. Shiro was working on his laptop, talking to England. Sammo was playing solitaire. Danny and I were sipping sodas and relaxing. We had driven out of the frozen wilderness to the Army base. They were expecting us. Thanks to the hospitality of the base commander, we had taken hot showers, gotten checked over for injuries (Danny wasn't sure how he got the long cut on his face and needed a few stitches, Sammo had broken his right thumb, Neil had a migraine, and I had a gash in the back of my left shoulder), and fed us. Sacha looked a lot more human once he got cleaned up and new clothes on. He felt a lot better once he ate his first real meal. The big question was what would happen to Sacha. Petrovitch solved that problem by producing documents allowing me to be his legal guardian. Sacha was coming home with us.

"You would be the best person to handle his unique abilities," he confided. He was right. I watched Neil and Sacha as they talked. It occurred to me that maybe they were connecting on a higher level. I wondered if Sacha was gay. If he was, cool. If not, that was okay too. I'd deal with that later. I looked up as the flight attendant came up to my seat.

"Thanks much for your hospitality," I said, buckling up. The others buckled up as well. Once we landed, we cleared customs and got an escort to the KGB building. Q met us there.

"I am so glad to see you all. Especially you, young man," Q said, shaking Daniel's hand.

"Now there, right this way. We have much to talk about," Q said. We settled down in a conference room. I ran down what had happened when we got to Russia to the extraction. Q nodded the whole time, as well as the other people in the room. Some lady was taking notes on what I said. Q turned to Daniel. "What I'd like to know is why he thought you knew something?"

Daniel shrugged. "He kept talking about a man who ran into me. I remember the man and what happened. This guy came running into the bathroom at the museum when I was taking a tour with my friends Emma, Rupert, and Tom during a break in the shooting. I got knocked to the floor and vaguely remember him grabbing my face and then a sharp stinging pain behind my left ear. Then I passed out."

Q reacted. He got a magnifying glass with a strong light attached to it and stood behind Daniel. He carefully checked behind Daniel's left ear.

"There's something stuck to the skin here," he said. "Can I get a surgical kit with tweezers, a scalpel, and antiseptic?" The Russian guy reached for the phone, said something, and set it back down. There was a short wait and then a lady walked in. She assisted Q in removing the object, and then Q had it in the small petri dish.

"I need to analyze it. In the meantime, we need to come up with a cover for Daniel," Q said.

"Easy," Daniel grinned. "I was kidnapped because I looked exactly like the person who was supposed to be kidnapped. I was held in a bare room for a few days, until Russian police rescued me. I never saw the kidnappers because they were wearing masks the whole time." Everyone smiled. There were nods of agreement.

"I like that idea," Petrovitch said. "Well done." Petrovitch nodded. "The Russian police notified us and asked us to be a go between in sending Daniel home."

"Samurai Inc. was in England on vacation and we asked them to escort Daniel home," Q said.

"Works for me," I said. "We can shove off tomorrow." Petrovitch nodded. The meeting broke up and everyone shook hands. There were promises to share information on this incident. We walked out to face the press that was waiting for us. We stayed in the background while Daniel made his statement. The press bought it, and no more questions were raised. We fell in around Daniel as we went back into the building. We relaxed once we got to the hotel room. Shiro and Sammo headed into a bedroom together to have some quality time together. Sacha and Neil went into another. Danny, Daniel, and I relaxed in the living room watching TV. The press conference was shown, and then a shot of his parents saying they were happy their son was safe. I handed Daniel the cell phone. He sat on the far end of the living room and spent the next half hour talking to his folks. The look on his face was well worth the phone bill I'd get later. Daniel put the cell down and headed to the bathroom. When he didn't come back right away, I went looking for him. He was standing in the hall next to Neil's room, peeking in through the door. I could hear the sounds of lovemaking coming from the room. Apparently Neil and Sacha made the connection a lot quicker than I thought. Daniel had a slightly glassy look in his eyes as he stood there, masturbating himself. I came up behind him and wrapped my arms around him.

"Let me do that," I whispered into his ear. Daniel turned to look at me in shock, trying to say something. I took him by the hand and led him to the living room and sat him on the couch. He looked a bit scared. I smiled at him to reassure him. "You're not in trouble."

I took his hard six inches [15 cm] in my hand and licked the tip. I heard Danny groan behind me. I looked to see him jacking himself off. I went back to sucking Daniel's cock. I licked and sucked on the tip for a moment, and then sucked the whole thing in. Daniel squeaked and shivered. I concentrated on pleasuring his cock. It tasted of boy, just like it should. I tickled his balls, and he groaned out loud. I sucked and licked that boy's cock until he came in powerful spasms. Daniel sighed and relaxed. When he opened his eyes, he saw all of us standing there.

"First time?" Neil asked. Daniel shook his head no, too overcome to speak. Sacha grinned as he hugged Neil.

Daniel got his breath back as I looked at Neil and Sacha. "You guys sure about that?"

Sacha nodded. "I have been gay since I was eight. My Father threw me out on the street a year later. That guy picked me up last year about this time and turned me into this."

"Well, Tom, Rupert, and I fool around together a lot ever since we met on the set. We enjoy what it is we're doing," Daniel said.

"Nothing wrong with that," I said. "Men and boys have been having sex with each other since the dawn of time."

"Neil is the first real love I've ever had. Yes, I've had sex with other men, but it was always one sided. They got what they wanted, and I was always left hanging. So when I said that this was my first time, I meant it because Neil showed me what true love is really about," Sacha said.

Shiro thought about that. "That's true. I've discovered that with Dad, and again with Sammo. Sacha got it right."

"You'll know. Sometimes it's a feeling you get about that person, or you dream about them constantly, or it's just a desire to spend your life with them," Sammo said.

"It's not always other guys I'm interested in. I look at Emma and I get these weird feelings running rampant through me," Daniel said.

"Could be that you are bisexual," I said. Daniel thought for a moment. "Oh, its someone who likes both guys and girls."

Danny nodded. "That's it. But someday you will find happiness with that special someone. So don't be in such a hurry to find them."

"No problem," I said. Daniel yawned. "Believe it or not, I am tired. I'm going to bed. Tomorrow is going to be a long day." He got up off the couch and pulled his jeans off and carried them to his bedroom. The others all went to their assigned rooms and closed the doors. I went to the bar and made myself a glass of cold sake and sat down on the couch. We were hot now. In less than a month, we had done two international jobs. I wondered what the fallout on this would be like. Time would tell, and I wasn't going to worry about it. I had the amusing thought of escorting Daniel and his friends to Peckertown for the hell of it. I'm sure they would react to all the stuff that went on there. I smiled and laughed to myself.

We were up by eight the next morning. Daniel was eagerly looking forward to getting home. I smiled at his enthusiasm as he talked on my cell to his parents, and then his two friends from the movie. I had the sudden vision of all of us frolicking through a house nude. I smiled at the vision. The Russian police showed up at nine to escort us to the airport. I relaxed once the plane was up in the air. I half listened to Neil explaining to Daniel what drooling girl syndrome was. Daniel was laughing his head off. Sacha was sitting with the two of them, and he was wide eyed at the description.

Something made me raise my head. One of the security guys was coming up in front of me and as I watched, he pulled a sawed off shotgun from underneath his coat and was starting to bring it up to fire. I started to react, but Sacha beat me to it. I blinked, and he stood in the aisle, his left arm up, claws extending from his closed fist at the man's neck. I saw his eyes turn blood red as he growled menacingly. I looked down at the floor and saw four pieces of what was a shotgun. Damn, that kid moved fast. Danny had gotten to his feet and stood behind the guy with his gun drawn. I drew mine as I stood.

The red glow in his eyes faded. "This bastard works for the Professor. He helped them grab me off the streets of Kiev. He helped them to turn me into this."

The man trembled in fear, but he managed to talk tough. "Yeah, so what of it? The Professor is pissed that you clowns destroyed his base. He's gonna get you all someday."

Sacha sighed and relaxed, retracting his claws. He smacked the man upside his head and watched him go down. "Not today, not tomorrow, and not ever, bubba."

I stepped over the remains of the shotgun. "I'll go up and talk to the captain."

When I came back from talking to the captain and making a call to England, Shiro and Danny had the man secured to a chair and Sammo had picked up what was left of the shotgun and was examining the edges.

"Clean cuts, no edges," Sammo said, showing me. "His claws went right through the wood and metal just as easy as can be."

I thought for a moment. "I'll bet it's because razor sharpened adamatium is stronger than any known metal on earth."

The plane landed with no more problems from anybody. The other security guys hustled the bad guy off the plane and into a car. Q told me later the man talked non-stop about the Professor, trying to cut a deal. He even gave up the driver who kidnapped Daniel in the limo. Daniel was happy to see his parents again. The reunion was a tearful and joyful one. Sure made me feel good. All of us went back to their house out in the suburbs of London, to find a welcome home party set up. All of Daniel's friends were there and I enjoyed watching the kids jumping in and out of the pool. Even Sacha was accepted and for a time, he became a kid again. Mr. Redrock tapped me on the shoulder during the evening and I followed him into the house.

"Daniel's Grandmother, my Mother has gotten sick and my wife and I need to go and help her. It will be for a few days at the most. We can pay you for your time," Mr. Redrock said. I sat down. "Consider it done. Keep your money, we'll do this for free. We could use a few days relaxation." The man grinned. "Daniel is welcome to have any of his friends over. We'll give you the list of names." I shook the man's hand and went back out to the backyard to watch the fun. Something told me the next few days would be fun. His parents called him in and explained the situation to him. They would leave the next morning. Daniel held a quick whispered conference with Rupert and Tom. I had a feeling that there was something brewing in the wind. Daniel glanced at me and I saw the huge smile on his face.

Daniel stood on the front porch and waved good-bye to his parents the next day. As soon as they were gone, he raced back into the house and locked the front door. He made sure the curtains were closed. Then he proceeded to do a very slow strip tease in front of us guys. Sacha's eyes were bugging out.

"Too hot!" he exclaimed, grabbing his crotch. Rupert reached over and knocked his hand away. Then he unzipped Sacha's shorts and pulled out the Russian boy's hard five inches [12½ cm] of prime uncut meat. He smiled.

"I like the looks of this," he said, wiggling his eyebrows. I laughed hysterically at Sacha's expression as Rupert slowly jacked him off.

"My turn!" shouted Neil. He stood up and grinned like a hyena jacked up on something. I groaned. Neil grinned as he started his version of a strip tease. He used his powers to unzip his jean shorts. That got a reaction. Tom, Rupert, and Daniel gaped in shock.

"Yup, I'm a mutant. I have telekinesis and I have telepathy. I'll explain later," Neil said, and went right back into his strip tease. The guys watched as Neil's clothes came off on their own. He bowed as we clapped. Tom stood up. "There's no way I can compete with that." He reached for his shirt but Neil stopped him. I knew what was coming.

"Let me," Neil said, grinning. Tom's shirt unbuttoned its self, and then his jeans unbuttoned and unzippered themselves. Tom stepped out of them and the jeans stood up, wiggled the hips a few times, and then walked over to the shirt on the floor. The shirt came up over the jeans, partially buttoned its self, and then the empty clothes walked upstairs. We were rolling on the floor at that.

"Now that's one scene that you'd never see in a Harry Potter movie!" Rupert laughed his ass off. I had to agree. That was a funny sight. Rupert was next. He reluctantly let go of Sacha's cock and stripped down. Sacha stood up and stripped down after Rupert. Before long, all of us were naked. Sure felt good.

"I feel like a swim," Tom announced. Sounded like a good idea, so we followed Tom out to the pool. For the rest of the day, it was swim, sex, relax, swim, more sex, and relax. I managed to get into the three boy actors during the day. Daniel was nice and snug. Rupert was a bit tight. Tom was tight, but with a little time and caution, he managed to take me just fine. The hot little blondie just loved it. I rode his ass for a bit, and then he pushed me onto my back and jumped on my cock again and rode it to a very satisfying cum. Sacha got initiated into the team by receiving a cum bath from me, Danny, Neil, Shiro, and Sammo. For those of you who might not know what it is, a couple of guys stand over the person and jack off. The cum would be directed at the person's body lying at their feet. Sacha got a kick out of that. Just to see his expression at that new experience made me happy. Daniel, Rupert, and Tom enjoyed watching us do it.

The sex marathon continued most of the evening until bedtime. Daniel came in with me, Danny got Tom, and Rupert went in with Sacha and Neil. Sammo and Shiro went in together. Daniel was lying on the bed when I came in from the bathroom. He lay on his right side, his head on his arm. I slipped in beside him. He snuggled up next to me and sighed.

"When I was younger, I dreamed of having a great, grand adventure. When I got out of high school and went into the Navy, I though that I was starting it. The world looked so big and I wanted to travel around it. Being a Navy Seal was the ticket. Boy, did I get a real education in the first boot camp. I grew up fast. Being a Navy Seal was the adventure I wanted and it made me more of a man having gone through the things I did. I did discover something after I left the Teams and became Shiro's father. Life is the great, grand adventure. So live your life well, and to the fullest. You will learn many more life lessons before your life is done. Hold onto as many happy memories as you can. They will carry you through the hard times," I said. Daniel smiled. "Thanks for the good advice."

I touched Daniel slowly and tenderly. His body shivered with excitement. I started kissing and licking at his neck, trying to please him the best I could. I could feel his body moving underneath mine. It felt so good. I worked my hands around his nicely rounded buns and gently squeezed them. I ran my tongue slowly along the edge of his collarbone, making him moan in pleasure. My right hand came up and began playing with his right nipple as my mouth discovered his left one. He gasped loudly as new sensations ran through his maturing body.

"Feels so good," he sighed. I lightly licked the tip of his nipple, making him jump underneath me. I could hear him panting as his breathing got faster. Then I started sucking it, drawing it up into my mouth. He sighed and shivered, his feelings getting out of control. I kept on pleasuring his nipple for another minute or two, and then switched over to his other one. Daniel had typical sized ones. Not too large, not too small, just right. I started in on the other one and he whimpered loudly. My plan was to get him so hot and let him fuck my brains out. I had him earlier today, so he can have me tonight. Fair is fair. After servicing his nipples, I moved down his smooth torso. He was starting to develop nicely. His chest was starting to become more pronounced and he was developing a really nice six pack of muscle in his abs. I like that in a boy or teen. Daniel was enjoying the treatment I was giving him. I licked his belly button out, my tongue going deep inside the innie. That is a real treat, believe me. Daniel was real sensitive there as well. He really jumped at that. I moved my tongue down to his cock and moved it around the base. The teen's five inches [12½ cm] was standing up proudly. I was going to enjoy sucking on that.

I gently licked at his balls. He hissed and arched his back. I pushed his legs up and to his chest, exposing his teen gate. It was obvious he had been fucked before. I teased the surface of his gate with the tip of my tongue.

"Oh my God, what the hell is that?" Daniel exclaimed, jumping. I continued to lick at his gate, enjoying the taste and smells of it. I worked my tongue inside and started to suck on the puckered hole.

"Oh 3;oh 3;oh 3;oh!" Daniel cried out. He was really enjoying this. So was I. I spent five minutes licking and sucking on his gate, hoping he was enjoying it. I let him drop his legs down as I started to lick and suck his big teen cock. Daniel writhed on the bed until he pushed my head off it.

"I want your ass!" he hissed. I got on my hands and knees as Daniel got behind me. I watched him rub a tiny bit of KY onto his cock and then unroll a condom on it. He covered the condom with a bit more KY and then pointed it into my asshole. I could feel it part my asslips open as he sank his cock into me slowly.

"Go for it, big boy!" I encouraged him. Daniel started off slowly, his cock moving in and out of me. I closed my eyes and sighed with pleasure. This felt real good. It had been a while since I got fucked last, and Daniel was doing a really good job on me. Daniel got his rhythm going and as his body took over, started moving faster.

"Yeah 3; gonna fuck you good 3; fuck you hard 3; make you scream!" he panted. By now he was slamming his hips into my buttcheeks, driving his cock hard and fast into me. Then suddenly he was cumming. I felt the four, five shots of cum travel through his cock before shooting out into the condom that was buried inside my ass, securely wrapped around his cock. Daniel was moaning and groaning, sounding so hot while he came. Then he was slowing down, having finished cumming into me. Daniel sighed as he rested on my back, his sweaty body against me. I felt his hand go down in between us. I hoped it was to hold the condom as he pulled out of me. He pulled it off his cock and I took it from him. There was quite a bit in there.

"Been saving up?" I asked. He just blushed, and I tied a knot in it and stuck it into the empty soda can. I took his hand and led him to the shower in the private bath.

"What say we have a quick shower before bed?" I asked. Daniel smiled at me. "Okay. It will help us sleep better."

Danny and Tom went into a bedroom together. Tom closed the door behind him and turned to see Danny reclining on the bed staring at him.

"Like what you see?" he asked. Danny grinned. "Oh very much. Come here sexy." Tom grinned and walked over to the bed. Danny reached out and took Tom's hands in his and pulled him up his naked body until Tom's face was over his. The little slim blond turned Danny on big time.

"Oh yeah. First, I'm gonna kiss and lick your body all over. Then I'm gonna eat out your hole after I fuck it with my tongue. Then I'm gonna lick your balls. After that, I'll suck your cock until it's good and ready. Then you can fuck my brains out sweetheart," Danny whispered. Tom planted his lips firmly on Danny's while wiggling his naked body against Danny's. Both of them were very hot and ready as well. Danny laid Tom on his back and started pleasuring the boy. Tom enjoyed some of the kisses, and then pushed Danny's head down to his ass and lifted his legs up. Dany pushed his face into Tom's ass crack and inhaled deeply. Tom giggled.

"You get off on sniffing boy ass, don't you?" he laughed. Danny's response was to inhale once more, and then push his tongue inside Tom's ass. Tom let his head go back and he moaned out loud. He could feel Danny's tongue work his ass, the tongue flicking in and out of his hole.

"I want your cock right now!" Tom exclaimed. Danny didn't waste time. He marched his cock right into Tom's tight ass and began fucking the blond boy. Tom got animated, his body writhing underneath Danny as he was getting his brains fucked out. There was no way he'd slip off Danny's cock, he was too firmly impaled on it. Danny grabbed Tom's hips and held him steady while he shoved his cock deeper into the sexy blond with each thrust. Tom was going crazy, Danny's cock was hitting his prostate on every thrust. He wanted to climb on Danny and ride his ass once Danny had cum inside. At that moment, Danny did cum.

"You blond slut, I'm cumming inside your hot tight ass! Feel me cum inside you! Feel my cock plowing your ass!" Danny yelled as he ejaculated inside Tom. Danny sighed as his cock slipped out of Tom. Tom didn't wasted time. He quickly rolled Danny over on his back, raised the man's legs, and marched his cock right into Danny's ass, and started fucking him hard.

"Shove that cock up my ass. Fuck me hard, little boy. I wanna feel that cock going in. Come on, fuck me!" Danny cried. Tom was fucking him like a madman, out of control. The only thing on his mind was getting off in Danny's ass, to cum and shoot his sperm deep inside the man. His eyes closed and he let his head go back. He could feel something happening deep inside him. Tom knew he was about to cum.

"Cumming 3; oh 3; I'm cumming 3; here I go!" he screamed out. Danny felt the five, six shots travel through the boy's cock and into his ass. Tom was completely out of control, fucking Danny like crazy. Tom collapsed once he finished ejaculating. Danny caught his sweaty body and held him close while Tom cried himself out. He laid the boy on his back and began to play his body, making the after feelings get intense. Tom cried, moaned, and whimpered as Danny's fingers and tongue explored his body. At one point, Danny trapped Tom's body with his own and raised the boy's right arm and held onto it. Danny ran his tongue over the boy's armpit, starting at the bottom and ending at the top slowly, using the tip of his tongue. Tom's eyes bugged out, and his body shook uncontrollably.

"Oh my God!" Tom exclaimed. Danny shifted quickly, grabbing the left arm and doing the same thing. Tom mashed his cock into Danny's stomach and shot off again. Danny decided that was enough. He left Tom alone and went into the bathroom. Danny filled up the tub and came back for Tom. He carried the sweaty cum covered boy to the tub and got in with him. He sat behind Tom and whispered into his ear.

"How about a nice bath and then bed?" he asked. Tom smiled up at him. Danny took the soap and started washing Tom's body. Tom laid back and sighed, feeling good. He enjoyed being taken care of. Once the bath was over, Danny dried him off and carried him to bed. Danny had changed the sheets before putting Tom down. He crawled in next to Tom. The slim blond curled up next to Danny and tucked his head under Danny's chin.

Rupert, Sacha, and Neil were having fun doing a BJ chain. Rupert was sucking Neil, Neil was sucking Sacha, and Sacha was sucking Rupert. Rupert started humming while sucking Neil. That proved to be Neil's breaking point. He yelled out something, and the vocal vibrations were enough to set off Sacha. Sacha started cumming seconds behind Neil. Sacha sucked Rupert a bit deeper, the vibrations from his own vocal chords setting Rupert off as well. All three of them unloaded their cum into the sucker's mouths. They collapsed and relaxed once they finished ejaculating. Rupert sighed.

"Dude, that was so excellent," he said. Sacha and Neil agreed. Sacha lay on his right side and took Rupert's cock in hand and slowly stroked it, while Neil lay on his left and played with Rupert's balls.

"We could try a fuck chain," Rupert suggested. "Me into Sacha, Sacha into Neil." Neil suddenly grinned. "We could try a huge one with everyone tomorrow morning." Rupert laughed. "Totally excellent!" Neil reached for the KY and set it on the nightstand for when they needed it. They would try it when they were recharged and ready to go again. For now, Sacha and Neil would enjoy playing with the redhead's body. Rupert wasn't a big kid. He was a bit on the slim side, a bit shorter than Daniel. But he was cute, and he had a great smile. But Daniel's smile, complete with the deep dimples, would drive any boylover insane with desire.

Rupert relaxed and enjoyed the attentions on his body. It had been awhile since he had gotten this kind of treatment, and he wanted it to last. Rupert turned to Neil and kissed him on the lips. Their tongues met and rubbed together in mutual pleasure. Rupert could feel Neil's fingers on his left nipple as Sacha licked and sucked on his right one. He shivered in pleasure. He wondered if he could get into Emma's panties and made a mental note to plan such an effort. That would be fun. Rupert licked and sucked on Neil's neck while playing with the boy's nipples. All three could feel the passions rising again. Neil gently pushed Rupert off his chest and began sucking and licking the left tittie. Rupert closed his eyes and groaned softly. He was in heaven.

After a moment of that, Neil and Sacha backed off. Neil grinned as he reached for the tube of KY. He quickly instructed Sacha in its uses. Sacha slowly penetrated Neil after getting his cock ready for Neil. Once he was firmly seated inside Neil, Rupert moved up behind Sacha. He carefully pushed his cock inside the boy. He groaned as the sensations of his cock entering the boy's anal passage overtook him. Sacha started to move, his cock going in Neil while Rupert's cock left his ass. He pulled back, and Rupert's cock sank into him. That was all it took for Sacha. He slowly built up speed as he fucked Neil fast and hard while getting fucked by Rupert. The three of them were moaning out loud, enjoying the mutual pleasure. Sacha started fucking Neil faster, feeling his body go out of control. His anal muscle clamped down on Rupert's cock to keep it inside of him as it slipped out to the tip. Rupert was doing everything to keep from cumming too soon. Sacha was already there.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" the Russian boy cried as his cock jerked and unloaded his cum inside Neil's ass. Rupert lost his battle a moment later, Sacha's anal muscle clamping down on his cock too tight. He shoved his cock into Sacha right to the hilt and unloaded into the Russian boy. He cried as he felt the sperm shot out of his cock. All three of them collapsed, sweaty and tired. Sacha didn't move, keeping his cock inside of Neil until it slipped out on its own. Rupert had already pulled out.

We left London two days later. Daniel's parents came home and reported all was well with Daniel's grandmother. Just a severe case of heartburn. I knew what those were like, I had gotten them before from bad cooking. Thank God the guys knew how to cook and were good at it. We had said our goodbyes at Heathrow. Daniel, his parents, Rupert, Tom, and Q came to see us off. The Queen was sending us home in her private jet to New York, where we would take Delta to Colorado. The Queen offered to pay us for what we had done, but we politely declined. Oh we would get paid all right. It was discovered that Steven Barnes had a part in all this and he disappeared. Warner Brothers had their lawyers go after Steve Barnes houses, cars, stocks, bonds, and bank accounts. Once everything was totaled up, it would get split evenly. One half to Daniel, the other half to us. Everyone agreed that was more than fair. There was now an international bulletin out on the man and people hoped he'd be caught before long. The guys didn't hesitate to sack out as soon as were in the air. It would be so nice to get home and relax. Unfortunately life does have an annoying way of changing plans on us. I picked up my cell on the first ring.

"Logan? It's Mac. Are you on your way to New York yet?" Mac asked. I checked my watch. "Should be landing around ten Eastern time. Why?"

"Well, the parents want to hire you to protect their sons during a three day concert event in Peckertown," Mac said. This should be fun. "Okay, we'll do it. Then what?" I asked.

"Well, you could take them to your mountain for a week or so while I get the details for their Grammy appearance worked out. Then take them home," he said.

"A guy holding a sign with the name Michaels on it. You say to him Michael's Farms, and he'll tell ya north side. He's your man," Mac said. I nodded. "Thanks Mac. Take care." I sighed. Here we go again.

Chapter 13
Dream Avenue Goes To Peckertown

London, England. Saturday

I laughed. "Neither of us is the other's type so forget it. What's up?" I asked.

I listened to Marc talk for a few minutes telling me all that happened and outlining his worries for the weekend.

"We're finishing up here in London in the next couple of days and we'll be able to help out. Hate unfinished business and that bozo definitely falls into that category," I said, feeling my anger burn.

"Great, really appreciate that. Your usual rates of course, friendly police protection and all the boys your cock desires," Marc said.

"Look, if something does can you at least send me Shiro and Neil? Know they're the heart of your team man," Marc said.

"Don't worry. Don't think I could keep Shiro away even if I could offer him every boy in Dream Avenue," I joked.

Oh little did I know we would be minding them next. Life is funny at times, giving you something that you had just joked about.

I sighed. "Evans is alive and well. He's going to Peckertown for a convention next weekend. Marc wants you and Neil there to protect our friends."

Wednesday, early afternoon somewhere over the ocean

"It's a musical group of five teens like us who sing in public," Danny informed him. "Very common in the US."

"Hey, you'll do fine. We'll help ya," Shiro said. "Your English is getting lots better."

"That's because I've been teaching him English telepathically at night when he sleeps. His mind is so much more relaxed and able to grasp things better," Neil said.

Sacha followed the three boys towards the kitchen area of the private jet we were in as I sat there thinking.

"We need to call Marc Fogel and let him know we got the escort detail for those guys. Then we talk to the families and do what we can to reassure them everything will be fine," I said.

Danny snorted. "Easier said than done, boss. They won't be satisfied with simple answers. They will demand we do everything right to protect their 'babies'. I just hope all goes according to plan."

"Well we don't have much of a plan right now considering we got a few hour's notice. We will have to fly this one and hope for the best," I stated.

Danny nodded. He knew just as well as I did that sometimes you have to improvise when you got very little time to prepare for a job. This was one of those times and we needed to be ready for anything. I turned to go to the kitchen and found the guys sitting at the counter waiting for Sammo to finish cooking pasta.

"Was all I could find. Someone didn't stock this plane properly," Sammo groused as he served up the snack.

"Somewhere down the line we'll have to raid a drive though and clean them out. Deal?" I asked.

I just shook my head and went back to the cabin and picked up the book I had been trying to finish for some time that was written by an ex-Navy seal. Damn good yarn too.

The intercom pinging woke me up. I sat up and rubbed my eyes trying to focus on things. Danny poked me in the side.

I gave him my best pissed off look. Danny laughed out loud at my expression and I swore I'd get even with him sooner or later. I heard things pop inside my body as I stood and stretched. Sitting back down I looked around to see the guys sitting in their seats ready for landing. The next half hour was busy for us as we legally entered the United States again. I held my breath hoping Sacha's papers were good. They were. I sighed with relief as Sacha had his picture taken for his green card. We sat down at an airport café and relaxed. Sacha was wide eyed at everything he saw. He was like a kid who got locked into the candy store overnight. As I turned to say something Shiro's cell rang.

"Sir, it's Wang. Mr. Fogel told me to call and tell you he needs you and Neil down here today or earlier. Things haven't gone well and he wants you here before Evans," Wang said.

"I'm in New York. I'll call you with flight information as soon as I can," Shiro said then hung up.

"I want Neil with you. You guys can set up security before we get there with Dream Avenue. Keep me informed in the usual way. Watch your back," I said.

I led Shiro and Neil to the nearest airline counter and got them squared away. Once their plane lifted off I made a call to Peckertown and left a message with Margaret at Jorgenson Enterprises. The rest of us picked up our baggage and made our way out the doors of the airport. I saw a tall man holding a cardboard sign with the name Michaels on it. After we exchanged the proper passwords we got into the limo waiting for us. Sacha was surprised at the amount of space in the back.

Danny, Sammo, and I smiled. Sacha would be experiencing culture shock here. Life here was extremely different from what we knew in Russia. Sacha would be experiencing new and exciting things, that's for sure. Sacha had his nose firmly planted against the glass as we rolled through the streets. Reaching for the bar I handed out sodas to everyone and opened my beer. It sure tasted good and cold going down. I looked up in time to see us enter the New York Hilton. The driver turned to face us.

"The studio made arrangements for all of you to have the penthouse here. Is that okay?" he asked.

I kept my hand on Sacha's shoulder to make sure he didn't wander off. He was totally amazed by what he saw. Check in was a breeze and we followed the porter to the elevator. It was late in the evening and all of us were tired. Sacha sat down on the couch and tried to stay awake.

He closed his eyes and fell over on his side. Lifting him and carrying him to the bedroom was all the exercise I needed. A boy Sacha's age and size would normally weigh roughly 80 pounds [35 kg] or so. Not Sacha. Because of the adamatium inside his body he now weighed much more than that.

While we were in England Q had kindly asked Sacha if he could have Sacha examined by their doctors to make sure he was okay physically. Sacha had agreed and they put him through a rigorous examination that included full body x-rays and more. The results of the examinations were startling. Every inch of Sacha's skeleton was covered with the adamatium. His retractable claws were made of the same stuff as well.

"Adamatium is known to be the world's strongest metal. In order to shape it properly it has to be heated to an extremely high temperature. How that man worked it into his body is beyond me. Thanks to Shiro's downloading the exam results to our hard drives we might be able to figure out how he did it. It will take some time though. Then there's his healing ability. It's been accelerated to the point that if I cut him with a knife the wound would heal in seconds. His body would be able to reject poisons and other things. He could drink a big bottle of vodka and still be sober. You get the idea," Q said.

"Then there's the matter of his heightened senses. He can see, hear, and smell things better than we can. How that happened I can only guess," Q said.

"I don't think we'll ever know. But it doesn't matter. Sacha is one of us and we'll love him and take good care of him. He's my son. He's Shiro's, Neil's, and Sammo's little brother and Danny's third nephew and he will be loved by all of us," I said.

Sacha teared up and hugged me tight. I hugged him back as the others gathered around him for a group hug. I think that was what convinced Sacha he had found what he wanted. A family to love him.

I laid him down on the bed and stripped him. Tomorrow we'd go clothes shopping for him. He would need more than we'd picked up in England. I lay down beside him and slowly dozed off.

Thursday New York

Seconds later I was unloading my cum down the Russian boy's throat. Danny and Sammo stood at the doorway watching Sacha getting his protein supplement. I sighed once I finished ejaculating in his mouth.

I stood and stretched as Danny, Sacha, and Sammo laughed. I headed for the shower with Sacha following me. I enjoyed washing him from head to foot especially cleaning his growing equipment. Sacha was hung for a 12 year old. Six inches [15 cm] soft and eight [20 cm] hard. What I liked about it was that it was a slender cock for being so long. I'm really not into fat cocks but will play with them just to be fair. After getting dried off we went into the main room. I sat down and had some coffee as Sacha began exploring the suite we had gotten. When Sacha came back I announced the plans for the day.

"Let's get dressed, go get breakfast, and take Sacha out to see the town. We'll get him some more clothes as well," I said.

That was agreed to unanimously. The first stop was the hotel restaurant for breakfast that I thought was exceptionally good. The others agreed as well and so did Sacha. He was impressed that you could order anything you wanted from a menu and get it quick. I was beginning to see things from his view of the world and appreciated all the more that I lived in the freest country in the world. Since 9/11/01 I had learned all over again what freedoms I did enjoy and appreciated them even more. A lot of my Seal friends both retired and active were lot busier than ever trying to hunt down the bastards and make them pay. I hoped they would succeed. I itched for revenge as well. But I had much more important things to deal with at the moment.

We started out and did most of the big tourist spots. I can tell you for a fact that the American Spirit was alive and well. The flag was out in all of its glory being proudly displayed in front of every place we saw. The sight impressed Sacha. It moved Danny and me emotionally as well. We took Sacha to the world famous Macy*s department store for more clothes. Sacha was extremely impressed with the fact that a person could walk in off the street and get anything they wanted in moments.

A lot of the stuff he saw was new and strange to him. Take portable cd players for example. To you and me they are fairly common to be walking down the street with one listening to whatever music we like. Sacha had never seen one or tried one. It was something new and strange to him plus the fact that they were available just about anyplace you went into. I got one for him and got a few cd's with traditional Russian music on them so he could try it out. Sammo offered to let Sacha go through his cd library and try out any cd that appealed to him. I don't think Sacha knew just what he was agreeing to when Sammo made his offer but I knew he'd find out before long. We went back to the hotel and got Sacha's new clothes squared away in new luggage. Sacha relaxed on the couch plugged into his new portable cd player listing to his music with a smile on his face.

I wondered how he would react to Dream Avenue when he met them. I really hadn't heard of them so I had gotten their cd while we bought Sacha his cd player and cd's. Sammo put the cd into the player that came with the room. Sacha turned off his portable player and listened to the cd play. Before long he was dancing to the music trying to copy Sammo's moves. Even Danny got into the act. I read the little booklet that came with the cd. All five boys looked really cute. I could feel my cock rise as I looked at their pictures in the little book. The one named Jesse McCoy looked really appealing to me. I imagined him on the bed in front of me bare ass naked. There are times when I hate cell phones and this was one of them when it rang. I sighed as my horny feelings were ruined.

"Hey Dave. Got a number for you to call. They want a first meeting tomorrow around eleven so I told them I'd call you and pass the number so you can call them and set up the meet," Mac said.

"Thanks Mac. Mighty white of you," I said as I copied the number. "How are things out there?"

"Real good at the moment. There are people who are very impressed with l'affaire Redrock. Be ready for more action coming your way," Mac stated.

All the details were settled in a half hour. We would meet at the Russian Tea Room around eleven the next day. I decided to keep it a secret. I knew Sacha would flip when he saw the place. I grinned as I hung up.

We kicked back and relaxed the rest of the day. The television fascinated Sacha since he'd never seen such a good picture or the variety of channels. He surfed the channels checking out the various things that were on at the moment. He stumbled across the last quarter of the Lakers game and we watched it. Sammo explained the game to Sacha as the game progressed. We were ecstatic when the Lakers won the game.

It was late when I looked up at the clock. Sammo and Danny had drifted off to bed. Sacha decided he wanted to sleep with me and he was already in bed when I walked in. He was lying there awake and it was obvious he was thinking about the day's events.

He turned his head to look at me and I could see a tear going down his cheek. I took him in my arms and hugged him tight.

He hugged me tighter and I knew I had made him happy. I hoped so. He deserved it. I laid him back down on the bed and stretched out next to him. I began exploring his growing body with my fingers gently brushing the skin. Sacha moaned and closed his eyes. He was enjoying it. I kept it up stopping to tickle an erogenous zone when I found one. I took his senses on a trip causing him more pleasure. I played with his boy nipples, his low hung balls, his very hard cock, and slowly got him worked up.

I lay on my back and pulled my knees to my head. Sacha rubbed a bit of KY into his hard cock and then pointed the head at my entrance. He slowly pushed himself into me. I enjoyed the feeling of a young cock sliding into me. Sacha stopped once he was completely inside.

"I love this. This is so cool. I'm getting to bond with you. Once I shoot my stuff I'll be a part of you forever," Sacha sighed.

"I will enjoy having you inside of me forever. I'll enjoy having you bond with me," I reassured him.

Sacha began the motions his hips moving back and forth his cock sliding in and out of me. I closed my eyes and sighed in passion. I could hear Sacha pant as he fucked me. I hoped he was enjoying what he was doing. I hoped he was feeling all the good things associated with the act of male intercourse. He was fucking me faster now his body wanting release, wanting to shoot its load into me. I wanted to feel Sacha's young load inside of me.

Sacha cried out in Russian as his body went out of control. I could feel him ejaculate deep inside of me. It felt so good to feel a young boy ejaculate inside of me. I wondered if he had joined with Neil yet. I held his body in my arms as he lay on me recovering from his experience. I gently scratched his back.

Sacha nodded and I guided him to the tub. I filled it with warm water and slipped in behind him. I gently washed his sweaty body clean like a father would his little boy. Sacha lay against me and I could see tears on his face.

He turned and got on his knees. Leaning forward he hugged and kissed me. I returned the hug and kiss. I knew that Sacha had missed out on lots fatherly affection and I intended to make up for it. The boy was starving for love and affection. I finished the bath and got him dried off. I led him back to the bed and pulled his naked body close to mine and snuggled up to him. He sighed once and then went to sleep.

Friday morning

The sheet moved to reveal a grinning Sacha. He licked his lips appreciatively as he untied the guys.

The smile on Sacha's face was all the answer I needed. I just shook my head as I headed for my shower. Sacha joined me a moment later.

"I just thought I would make them feel good this morning," Sacha explained. "They seemed to like it."

I washed him clean and then myself. Sacha sat on the toilet seat and watched me shave.

I looked at him. "Probably another year or two. Most boys start shaving at 14. Some late as 18 and some as early as 12. It all depends on your DNA cells."

"They are special cells inside your body that tells your body when to start growing, when to start growing hair on your face, and when to start the puberty process to turn your body into an adult body," I said.

Now that was a damn good question. Sacha stood just under six foot [1.80 m] already so height might not be a problem for him.

"Not sure yet. We are to meet them around eleven and it's nearly that now. Better go get dressed," I said.

Sacha walked out of the bathroom and I turned back to the mirror to finish shaving. By the time I walked into the bedroom Sacha had just about finished dressing. He looked good in the navy blue suit I had bought for him yesterday. He wore a collarless white shirt buttoned at the top with a black stud there for effect. He looked sharp. I followed him out of the bedroom after I dressed. Danny and Sammo looked sharp in their suits as well. We usually dressed casual but when meeting clients we dressed up to impress. It was good business too. As I lead the team out of the room I called the number Mac had given me.

"This is Dave Logan of Samurai Inc. calling. We are on our way out the door," I said as we walked into the elevator.

We hailed a cab in front of the hotel and I whispered to the driver. He nodded and off we went. I have been driven places before but cab drivers are a whole different breed. They fear nothing not even the cops. This guy shifted into first, popped the clutch, slammed the gas pedal down, and we were off in a cloud of smoke. Sacha's eyes bugged out.

The cabby's face lit up with joy and I quickly crossed myself and prayed to get there in one piece. The man demonstrated his driving skills for Sacha and I swear I must have aged ten years by the time we got there. Danny, Sammo, and I got out of the cab on shaky legs. Normally we don't drive like that unless we have an absolutely positive need for it. Oh yeah, getting shot at and chased does qualify on that very short list. Sacha bounced out of the cab with a huge smile on his face.

I blinked and shook my head. This kid was something. I turned to look at the entrance. Underneath the ornate red awning we walked on the red carpet and through the golden bronze doors. There was no clue as to what was inside. I opened the door and ushered the team inside. It took Sacha a moment to realize what it was.

"The Russian Tea Room," he breathed looking at me. "You knew we were coming here, didn't you?"

"My name is Dave Logan of Samurai Inc. and we are here to meet some clients," I said to him.

I pegged him as being an 'I'm better than you' kind of guy. He acted like we were beneath him. He stared at Sammo's emerging ponytail and huffed. He then walked back to his podium and looked in the book.

"I am sorry but you do not appear in my book. The McDonald's is just up the street," he informed us while looking down his nose at us.

"Mr. Steve Parnell said he would inform you of our arrival," I said. "Is he here?"

The host attempted to cut us off but I got a word in first. "Yes. I am Dave Logan of Samurai Inc. and we are here to meet Steve Parnell and some clients. This gentleman was very rude to us."

"My name is Sid. Welcome to the Russian Tea Room. I will be more than happy to help you," the middle aged man said.

Sid turned on the man. "Marcel shut up. I am authorized to assist people who come here by the top himself. If you have a problem with that we can discuss it with Michael. Better yet, I'll call the boss and let him know what happened. Now stand aside and I will help these gentlemen."

Marcel went red with anger and then stomped off. Sid grinned and then looked in the book for my name.

"You're not listed but Steve Parnell is. According to this there is a private room booked under his name. That's got to be your group," Sid stated.

"Thanks Sid. You've been a great help. Never would have gotten past Marcel," I shook his hand.

"Marcel has his ideas as to who should be allowed in here. I know the boss isn't too happy with him," Sid said as he led us through the restaurant.

Sacha in the meantime was looking around gawking at the Russian paintings and other objects and not paying attention to where he was going. He bumped into a waiter by accident. The waiter nearly dumped his tray but caught it in time. The man said something under his breath and Sacha turned around to look at the man. Sacha said something in Russian to the man. The waiter looked surprised but answered back. He quickly handed his tray off to another waiter as both of them started talking in Russian and they hugged each other. Now I was really surprised. Sacha grinned at me.

"Danko came from the same village I was born in," he announced with a smile on his face as people around us smiled.

"It is great to meet someone from my hometown," the man said. "I have not been there since I was ten."

"Good. These gents are to be escorted to the Hearth Room. I need to make a quick phone call and then I will man the front doors until Jill gets in," Sid said.

Sid smiled at us and walked back to the front. We followed Danko into the elevator and up to the fourth floor. Danko led us to the left and towards the back. Danko checked a doorway and the motioned us in. I stepped in first and observed five very good-looking boys sitting at a table with adults around them. This had to be Dream Avenue.

The team lined up next to me on my right as I walked in. The people in the room got quiet and faced us.

"Good afternoon. My name is David Logan and this is my associate Danny and two of my sons Sammo and Sacha. Two of my other sons Shiro and Neil are currently in Arkansas setting up a security detail with other part time associates of ours there. We are the company known as Samurai Inc. We are glad you have called us and hope we can assist you in any way," I said.

A man stood up in a gray pinstripe suit. "Mr. Logan, I am Steven Parnell. You came very well recommended from a number of people. It is my pleasure to introduce to you the group Dream Avenue and they are Chris Traysmont, Frankie Galonno, Greg Rapallo, Jesse McCoy, and Matt Boulanger." He then introduced their parents and the rest of the group.

As each boy stood while being introduced I felt my cock come to attention. These guys were way cute. I shook their hands and sat down across from them.

Sacha looked at his and nodded. "If you don't mind, I'd like to make a few suggestions."

Sacha let is pass and turned to Danko and began giving an order in Russian. Greg just blinked with his mouth hanging open as the rest of the boys laughed.

"We got in yesterday," Sacha said. "There is so much to see and learn about. Life here is very different than in Russia."

"So the stories about Russia are true?" Greg asked. "Long lines for food and things?"

Sacha nodded. "You folks have no idea just how lucky you are having it made here."

"Not everything is golden here, man. There are poor people in this country too. Lots of us in the music business and other areas are doing what we can to help them. We have problems here in this country but we are still a free country and even that rag head can't destroy it for us," Frankie stated.

There were loud verbal agreements to what Frankie said. I reached over the table and shook his hand.

"Anytime you want to go into the Navy Seals, call me. I'll help you out," I said.

"How about we do a video for the song Dream On with a big American flag in the background, each one of us in a military uniform, and get a big group of extras in everyday wear or better yet, working clothes like a postal worker, cop, nurse, and so on?" Jesse explained his bright idea.

"Say the word guys and I'll make it happen," Parnell said, reaching for his cell.

There were four yeses immediately. Parnell immediately went to work with his cell. I liked the idea myself. That would make a great patriotic video.

I looked up to see Danny starting to work his magic on the parents. Did I ever mention Danny is a first class con artist? Well he is and that was the thing the Navy made public when they drummed him out. They decided to keep the real reason under wraps. No need to embarrass the Navy. Danko arrived moments later with the food. He set large steaming platters on the table in front of us and then set smaller plates in front of each person. Now I understood what Sacha was up to. Danko put champagne flutes in front of each person and poured champagne into them and kept one for himself.

"I would like to propose a toast to Sacha," he said as people stood up with their glasses. "May your new life here be exciting today, tomorrow, and forever, and may you happiness with your new family last a thousand lifetimes."

Glasses clinked and I could see tears on Sacha's face. He was truly happy and it showed.

Sacha grinned and pointed to each plate giving a description of what it was. I really never had Russian food before so it was an experience. It disappeared before long and the conversations kept going. I have to say without a doubt the meeting went over very well. There was no doubt that we would get the job.

Saturday

"I just landed at a small airfield fifteen miles north of New York proper with the Samurai jet. Shiro called me and asked me to retrieve it for you and asked me to help you out. Can do, due to a two-week pass for good behavior," Mark explained.

"The Hilton at Rockefeller Center. I'll call the front desk and add you to the room," I said.

I smiled and closed my cell. The parents looked at me with a question on their faces.

"Another associate of mine from my Navy Seal days. He helps me out every now and then. I still have friends in the Navy and they have helped us out a time or two," I said, thinking back to the Big Bear firefight when Jonathan Lapinski was our client.

"Okay. So the plan for now is that the guys are to move into the hotel tonight and stay with us. We'll leave for Arkansas on Monday and after the festival is over we'll go to our base in Colorado for some R&R until the boys are due in LA for the Hollywood Bowl concerts," I said.

"For your information, our base is located at the top of a mountain. Three ways to get in. One is to fly, the second is to drive, and the third is to hike in. Hiking in takes too long and we'll know you're coming long before you get there. Driving is also hard unless you are using four-wheel drives. We'll find out about that, too. Flying in is much faster but you need to be cleared before entering our airspace, courtesy of the local Air force base," Danny said.

That settled that. I turned my head to look out the window and saw Jesse getting Sacha in front of a microphone in the recording booth. They looked like they were having a good time. I turned around and settled the terms and things and asked for any medical history and got papers signed. Lunch was called around one and we went down to the main floor. The extras, crew, and extra security had left. I looked around to make sure everyone was present. Sacha and Jesse weren't. Danny and I went looking for them after asking some of the guys where they were. Danny and I searched the building and found no clue to their disappearance. Jesse and Sacha had disappeared.

Sacha (Written by Sammo)

I sized him up. Six foot [1.80 m], two hundred twenty [100 kg], black hair, black eyes, and spoke with an Italian accent. I dubbed him Italian. The second one was five foot eight [1.70 m], very slim, wore jeans and a t-shirt like the first guy but his shirt was colored orange. He got the tag orange. The third guy dressed the same way but wore a Stetson and cowboy boots. He became cowboy.

"What will we do with this one? The boss only wanted the songbird," Orange complained to the others.

"We'll toss him in as a bonus. I'm sure the boss could make a buck or two from him," Italian said.

That told me a few things. We were destined for a whorehouse or an auction to be sold off into sexual slavery. I had heard of such things from the Professor. I wasn't going to let that happen. They quickly gagged and tied our hands behind us and led us out the door and into a van. They drove out the gates of the studio just as the phone in the guardhouse rang. I had the feeling it was Dad calling them but he was too late. It was up to me now. No problem. I'd make damn sure I'd win. These guys would lose. Jesse looked at me and I nodded slightly. That seemed to reassure him. We didn't go too far. They opened the back doors after a short drive and led us into a hallway and then into a room. They locked the door behind us.

"Make yourselves comfy. We'll be back later for ya!" Orange laughed as they walked away.

I turned around and backed up against Jesse's back and worked on the rope that bound him. I got him loose and he returned the favor.

The door hinges were on the outside. That eliminated that idea. The door was made out of very thick wood, which worked to my advantage. Jesse sat on the floor and sighed. I opened the smaller door inside the room and discovered a bathroom there. No windows to look out of. I made the decision.

It took me about a half hour to clearly explain to Jesse about my unique attributes. He didn't say anything just sat there with a shocked look on his face. I finished my explanation and he sat there silently while absorbing what I had said.

He lifted his head to look at me. "I can't believe someone would be that cruel to you. No wonder you're so happy to be here in the US."

I nodded. "Not only that, I've been given a chance to use my talents for a good purpose. I swore on the graves of my family before I left Russia to do just that." I showed Jesse a tiny little vial that hung around my neck on a leather thong. "This is a bit of earth from their resting place so I never forget."

Jesse nodded solemnly. "As long as they remain in your heart, spirit, soul, and mind, they will never leave you."

Jesse held me as I wept tears of sorrow. I hadn't cried since they died and it felt good to finally release that pent up grief. I finally calmed down and washed my face off. As I emerged from the bathroom the door opened to admit Cowboy. He set plates of food down on the floor. Looked and smelled good.

I carefully sniffed at the food and didn't sense anything unusual. We chowed down and I checked my Navy Seal team dive watch that Dad had given me. We had been grabbed around one. It was now nearing seven.

Jesse nodded. I could tell he was a bit scared but he didn't show it. Good for him. I stretched out and looked at the door planning my cuts. This was something you just don't do half assed and I didn't want to alert those idiots just yet. I sat on the floor and did a few stretching exercises to limber us. Jesse joined me a moment later. My watch pinged right at eight. It was time. I popped the claws out of my right hand and went to work. I could hear the sharp intake of breath behind me.

I was done with the door in moments and lifted it carefully out of the way. I stuck my head out and checked the corridor and got a scent.

Jesse stayed behind me as I went down the hall following the scent of motor oil. It was faint barely hours old but it acted like a trail to me. One of the guys must have stepped in it and tracked it down the hall to our room. Doom on them. Then I smelled dog. Doom on me. Well, I'd have to deal with him. We ducked in a doorway and the dog ran past us a second later. I watched him go around the corner and breathed a sigh of relief. Now I had fresh dog smell to follow. We got to the door when the dog started barking.

I reached for the door to open it and something grabbed me and tossed me away from the door. I stood up feeling like I had downed something really potent. There was a slight smell of burned flesh in the air. I checked my palms. They were burned a bit.

I realized the door had been wired for electricity and zapped me when I tried to open the door. Damn these guys.

He grinned at me and I knew we'd make it out. He followed me down the hall and to a set of stairs. The oil and dog smell were gone, replaced by something else. Jesse groaned when he realized what it was.

The closer I got the more it stank. My sense of smell would be overcome in moments. Then I picked up another smell. Rainwater. A storm drain! I also noticed a thick cable of electrical wires above out heads. I swung my claws at it and sliced them open neatly to expose the actual wire but not cut through them. The rainwater was rising rapidly on the other side of the wall. If I cut through to the right, I'd get sewage. If I chose the left, rain water. Well the rainwater won out and I sliced through the rock wall and the water broke through and started filling up the basement. Jesse and I climbed up into the open drainpipe and discovered it was big enough for us to walk in. I knew it wouldn't be long before the water filled up the basement and got to the wiring. The wiring would short out and shut down the building. Jesse jogged along behind me as I followed the flow of the water hoping to find a manhole to climb out. Luck was on our side and we didn't have far to go.

We climbed out just in time to see a building in front of us go up in flames. Jesse gawked at the sight as I saw the dog run out of the open door. I pulled Jesse into an open doorway as the fire spread too fast. I got a strong smell of gasoline and knew the fire had been set. I could hear sirens in the distance. It was time for us to get out of there. Finding the hotel was easy thanks to Jesse's help. Getting in was fun. Nobody paid attention to a pair of bellhops in uniforms as they pushed a food cart into the elevator to the penthouse area. Dad, Danny, and another man greeted us with guns pointing at us when the doors opened.

Logan

Mark nodded. He whipped out his cell and made a few calls while turning on the TV. We sat there for a long time while the nypd came and went. It was around six in the evening when the phone in the room rang. I answered it.

"Logan? This is Sheriff Whitewater from Peckertown. I have to inform you that Evans is dead," he said. I turned pale at the news and everybody looked at me. I waved them off as I turned around to face the window.

"Evans took a hostage and forced them to drive to the farm to get John and Carlos. Shiro and Evans had a confrontation and Shiro killed him in a fair fight. Shiro won't be charged. Going down as a training accident," he said.

"He's fine. Neil administered some emotional first aid to him and he's doing okay. I thought you should know," Whitey said. I sighed. "Thanks for the call." I looked up at Danny and Sammo. They looked worried.

"That was Sheriff Whitewater from Peckertown. Evans is dead but everyone else is okay," I told them quietly out of earshot of the other people. There was no need for them to panic. I reached for my cell and called Shiro. He answered on the third ring. "Hi Dad."

"Are you okay son?" I asked. He sounded like an old man as he replied. "I'm fine Dad. Just wiped out. I take it Whitey called you?"

"Sure. I'm glad you're okay. Just take it easy and talk to Zeus if you need to. I'll see you Monday evening. I love you very much son," I said. I could hear Shiro's voice break on the other end and I wished I was there right then. "Love you too, Dad." He hung up first and I stood there for a moment with the cell phone dial tone buzzing in my ear. I closed the cell and sighed. Shiro was okay and that's all that mattered to me.

It was about eight thirty when I heard the elevator ping. Mark, Danny, and I quickly drew our guns after putting Sammo and the other boys behind the large couch. The doors opened to reveal Sacha and Jesse in porter coats with a food cart between them.

I closed my eyes and sighed in relief. I hugged both of them and then Jesse's parents were all over him. I sent both to the showers and then checked out the cart they had snagged while Mark called the nypd and reported them safe. The two of them came out and sat down to tell us what happened.

"Son, surely you are exaggerating," Jesse's father said once Jesse finished talking. I nodded to Sacha. He lifted both hands and popped his claws. There was immediate reaction from everyone. Sacha pulled his claws back in and then told them his story. We then swore them all to secrecy afterwards.

"Sammo is normal," I said to which Sammo snorted in laughter. "Neil is a powerful telepath and telekinetic and Shiro is Ninja."

"Danny and I are retired Navy Seals. Both of us have trained Shiro, Sammo, and Neil in Seal tactics, weapons, and other skills to augment what natural skills they do have. We have yet to put Sacha through our version of boot camp but we will. As far as I am concerned, Sacha has proved himself tonight by rescuing Jesse. He is now an official member of the team," I said.

"Then I have nothing to worry about. Have a good time Jesse," his parents hugged and kissed him goodbye and left.

There were handshakes and back slapping for Sacha as he was congratulated on a job well done. I'd give him a special surprise later. It was coming up on midnight so everyone decided to crash for the night. I slid into bed with Danny as all the guys decided to camp out in the next room. Sacha and Sammo were there with them so I had nothing to worry. The elevator was locked out as well. It would travel up and down to service the other floors but not stop up here. Danny and I played for a bit and then went to sleep. I hoped the others were behaving.

Sunday

"That I will not argue with," I said once the coffee started running around my system waking up the rest of my body.

Mark grinned at me as Danny walked past us to get his first cup of the day. He poured coffee in his cup and then reached for the refrigerator.

Mark looked at me with a question on his face. I smiled knowing I'd enjoy his reaction.

I stood up and headed for the bedroom the boys were occupying with Mark and Danny on my heels. We got the shock of our lives when I opened the door. A full-blown orgy was in process. All the boys suddenly looked at us. Silence hung in the room.

That started the laughter. Greg jumped up and started wanking his six inches [15 cm] as Danny held his cup close to the teenage cock. Greg closed his eyes as the boys watched.

This boy had an unusual way of cumming. It didn't explode out. It slowly oozed out in a long streamer of boy cum into Danny's coffee. It finally broke away from Greg's cock and the teen sighed. He curled up in his blankets and watched Danny stir the coffee with one finger and then drink it.

"He's out for the rest of the morning," Jesse laughed. "Oh yeah we love to have fun with each other. Not all of us are gay. We just like to have fun every once in a while. Gets us closer together as friends and a band."

He was right about that. All of us when we were home do it too. It brought Shiro and I closer together as father and son when we first met and it had brought all of us closer and stronger as a family and as a team. I got down on my knees in front of Chris and gently pushed him onto his back as Jesse went back to work on Sacha's cock. Frankie wiggled his hips at Mark getting his attention. Matt had Sammo tied up hand and foot.

"Then I'll introduce you to someone in Peckertown who's a master at it," I said immediately thinking of Benjy.

Matt went down on Sammo's cock and started sucking off the big Hawaiian boy. Sammo closed his eyes and moaned softly as Matt worked his cock. I started to play with Chris touching and caressing his lean teen body. The teenager snuggled close to me and sighed in pleasure as we started having sex. The room reeked strongly of man boy sex.

It's like aphrodisiac turning us on and driving our sexual desires to satisfy it. Chris and I went into a sixty-nine taking each other's cocks into our mouths and starting to suck each other. I felt something hard and moist poke at my asshole and then slide in. I looked up to see Danny starting to fuck Chris. I spit out Chris's cock and looked up to see Frankie over me. He was the one entering me. I swallowed Chris's cock back into my mouth as I heard Mark moan with pleasure. Frankie's cock slid in and out of me as the horny teen fucked my ass. I feasted on Chris's cock sucking hard and quick. I could hear Danny pant as he fucked Chris. This was perhaps the hottest scene I've done in a long time and it sure felt good to me. A teen cock in my mouth, a teen cock in my ass, and pleasure to boot. I could hear Sacha crying out in Russian and wondered what it was the boy was saying. I could feel my nuts starting to twitch and knew I'd be cumming soon. Sacha was the first to break.

That pushed me over the edge and I shot my load down Chris's throat. I felt Frankie's cock jerk and shoot his teen load in my ass. Chris cried out as he came, his teen load going down my throat. I heard a slap of flesh on flesh and I heard Danny growl.

"So am I!" Mark panted grabbing the teen around his waist and shoving up into him hard twice.

"I just came into this nice sweet tight ass," Danny sighed as he pulled out of Chris and kissed him passionately.

Sacha lay on his back shivering as Jesse continued to pleasure the boy. He ran his fingertips everywhere on the boy's sweaty body including the erect nipples. Sacha caught Jesse's hands and wrapped his arms around the older teen and kissed him even more passionately. The two of them snuggled up together and relaxed. Matt untied Sammo and helped him to relax. Greg kept on snoring through it all. I had to laugh at it all. I watched the boys relax for a bit.

Sammo surprised us by making a feast fit for kings. I looked at a table surrounded by six very satisfied boys. I heard the door open and saw Greg stumble out.

Greg gave him the bird as we all laughed. Sammo sat him down and delivered him breakfast while the rest of us went off the showers to get cleaned up. I decided to run a training class for the five guys and Sacha to teach them hand signals they would need to know so we could pass messages in a crowd situation. I'd break them down to partners and have Danny and Mark take a pair each.

I have done this with other clients and it has worked out well. In fact our support club once went to an event in California and they all used the signal method to help apprehend a child rapist at the event. The security guys there wanted to know how the guys did it and they told them. The guy who was in charge of the security event was a former Navy Seal and had recognized the motions. I really do love it when people use the training I give them and it works.

Once Danny, Mark, and I set up a working relationship with Kenny's Security in Peckertown we had put all his boys through training. It stuck with all of them and they use it constantly. That's helped keep problems down to a minimum there. Once they guys all assembled on the couch I started the session. It lasted almost two hours and they all passed. One less worry. I then briefed them of the trip down there and told them a bit of Peckertown. The plan was to stay at Aaron and Harley's farm along with the rest of the performers. The three-day event was to include the Muphitts, Aaron, Dream Avenue, Powersound, and Billy Golman.

"One of our rules is that we protect client confidentiality. What goes on between us and other clients is never discussed. None of us in Samurai Inc. will ever tell anybody what happened here this morning. It's none of their business. Therefore I cannot answer that question and will refuse to answer that question," I said.

"Okay, kick back for the rest of the day. There's a hot tub available outside, Mark went and dropped the privacy screen," I said as the meeting broke up.

He looked extremely nervous. "I don't want to upset him but he wet his bed last night while having a nightmare."

I put my hand on his shoulder. "He's been through a lot. That's one of the reactions to severe trauma. It will be some time before he settles down."

He walked out to the patio and stripped down for the Jacuzzi. I turned to the bedroom where the guys had been in and found Sacha scooping up his sheets and blankets. He looked at me with a worried look on his face.

He jerked back but not fast enough as I felt the wet sheets. He looked down at the floor and started to cry. I picked him up and held him close to me.

I explained about trauma and how it can affect the body and mind. Sacha listened carefully to me and he seemed to understand once I finished explaining about it. I have dealt with enough abused kids in the past to know what I'm talking about. I knew this wouldn't go away overnight either. My next job was to convince Sacha to wear diapers at night until he overcame his nightmares about what happened to him. I decided to wait for later on that.

He kissed me on the cheek and ran out to join everybody in the huge Jacuzzi on the patio. I peeked into Jesse's underwear for his waist size and wrote it down. Just for kicks I checked everyone else's and discovered they were nearly in the same range as Sacha. I dressed and went out to the patio.

"I'm running out for a few things. Does anybody need anything?" I asked. I collected a list of things and left. It was definitely going to be a beautiful day but I had the nagging feeling something was wrong. The more I thought of Shiro the worse my feeling grew. Well we would be there Monday afternoon so I would see him then. I said a quick prayer for him and walked into the corner Rite Aide drug store for what I needed. I found a package of diapers in an all size fits all. I just hoped Sacha would be comfortable with the idea. It was just until he had worked out the trauma and then settled down.

I got back to hear the guys singing and practicing their moves. The music was coming from the stereo in the corner. They sure sounded good. I clapped once they finished their number. They turned to me and grinned.

The guys just grinned at me. I hoped this event would lighten the mood in Peckertown. I was proved right later.

"Logan, it was obvious to all of us. We didn't say anything right then because we didn't want to upset him. Is there something you can do to help him tonight?" Jesse asked.

"Funny you should mention that," I said, and then told him what I had bought earlier in the day and asked him for help.

I watched him talk to the guys when Sacha went off to the bathroom. I saw all of them shake their heads no. That was okay. I wasn't sure they would go for it anyway. I'd have to make sure I could find diapers in Peckertown for Sacha. Be kind of fun to play Daddy to Sacha.

We passed the evening watching movies and commenting on them. The trailers for the movie that Aaron and Harley made together appeared announcing the movie coming out on dvd next month.

"That was a way cool movie. I salute those guys for having the guts and courage to make that," Frankie said.

There was a chorus of agreements around the room. Sacha sat on the couch snuggled up to me like any kid would with his father. I could feel his body twitch at the commercial and knew I'd have to get the dvd and show him the movie. So far he was handling things fairly well and hoped Peckertown wouldn't overwhelm him.

Sammo started yawning and I knew he would crash into bed soon. I decided now would be a good time to take Sacha into the bedroom for a private conversation. I stood up and motioned for him to follow. I sat down on the bed after closing the door behind us. I pulled him on my lap and just hugged him tight. He sighed resting his head against my chest.

"Yes," he said. "I don't know what to do about tonight. I know they know I wet my bed last night. They didn't say anything and I was glad of that."

"I have an answer to that problem for the time being. Once we get home to the mountain I will call a friend of mine who is a psychiatrist. He can help you deal with all the bad things you went through. It will take some time. All of us will give you all the support you need. For right now I suggest you wear diapers to bed. It will help keep everything dry and the only thing to get wet will be the diaper," I said.

I could see the sadness and shame in his eyes and my heart broke. I wanted so much to have the power right then to cure him of everything. We didn't say anything for a while. I sat there and held him close to me.

"If they are mature like they should be they won't tease you. I think they will be very understanding. You did tell them about yourself last night and they didn't say anything derogatory or nasty. It will be okay. Trust me," I said.

I just smiled and walked back out to the main room to retrieve the big package I had stashed in a closet. The guys looked at me.

I grabbed the package and the smaller bag and took them back into the room. Sacha was sitting on the bed waiting for me. I stood him up and undressed him. He seemed nervous so I gently pushed him back onto the bed.

I gently nibbled at his slowly rising cock until he was hard. I slowly licked his balls and made him moan out loud. I took his cock in my mouth and wiggled my tongue against it until his barely emerging pubes tickled my nose. I started sucking his cock pleasuring him. Sacha stretched out and relaxed enjoying the pleasure. I went up and down on his cock until he grabbed my head and shouted something in Russian. I felt his young seed shoot out of his cock and on my tongue. It tasted so smooth and sweet. I continued to suck him until he pushed me away.

I kissed him on his chest and set about putting the diaper on him. I got it set under him and then sprinkled his groin area with baby powder and then taped it closed. I made sure it was nice and snug. He got off the bed and took a few steps around the room to get used to having it on. He pulled his t-shirt and shorts back on. He looked at me and crossed his fingers and opened the door. I followed him out to see all the teens sitting around the coffee table playing cards.

They sat down and did their best to teach Sacha how to play poker for another hour. The clock struck ten and it was agreed to call it a night. I led Sacha to our bedroom with the guys going into the other one. Mark took the couch once again with his MP-5 lying on the coffee table in close reach. Danny decided to crash with the guys in their room with them so that I could be alone with Sacha. We slipped into bed together after Sacha and I stripped down. We snuggled up together and kissed good night. I held him in my arms as he fell asleep and I hoped his dreams would be pleasant ones this time. He deserved a break from all that had happened to him. I knew he would be dealing with his trauma for a long time and I intended to help him in any way I could. Shiro had dealt with his experiences by pushing himself in training pretty hard, making me worry a lot but he managed to put it behind him. Of course I was there for him all the time and that made a big difference for him. I intended to help Sacha in any way I could and that meant listening to him talk when he needed to talk to me. I hoped that Shiro, Sammo, and Neal would help him by talking to him of their own experiences and hopefully he would understand he wasn't alone in his pain. I just wished I could take it all away from him. I sighed and settled down to sleep. Tomorrow would be a long day for all of us.

We fly to Peckertown and the fun begins. Need I say more? The Muphitts, Aaron Cutler, Harley Joel Oswald, Powersound, and Billy Golman guest star. There might even be a surprise appearance by somebody famous!

David

Samurai, Inc.

Chapters 12-13

Chapter 12
Russia

Chapter 13
Dream Avenue Goes To Peckertown

London, England. Saturday

Wednesday, early afternoon somewhere over the ocean

Thursday New York

Friday morning

Saturday

Sacha (Written by Sammo)

Logan

Sunday

David

Samurai, Inc.

Chapters 12-13

Chapter 12Russia

Chapter 13Dream Avenue Goes To Peckertown

London, England. Saturday

Wednesday, early afternoon somewhere over the ocean

Thursday New York

Friday morning

Saturday

Sacha (Written by Sammo)

Logan

Sunday

Chapter 12
Russia

Chapter 13
Dream Avenue Goes To Peckertown