Gravediggers City State 7 "The dead cannot cry out for justice. It is a duty of the living to do so for them." Lois McMaster Bujold "Due to the nature of the recent murders, Mortician HQ has declared that they will take over the invesitgation and place their Director of Operations and Active Commander, Agent Kayne, in charge of the investigation. Since the revelation that the crimes were commited by a Gravedigger, and the fact that all five victims were Gravediggers, Director Kayne has stated that he will find the criminal named "The Blood Ripper" and bring justice to the often overlooked Gravedigger community active in City State 7. That concludes our news hour. Tune in tomorrow for your daily news, weather reports, and Gravedigger capture tally count, Goodnight City State 7." The broadcast ended as quickly as it began, and those who had stopped for a moment to listen went back to going about their business, scurrying through the busy streets of City State 7 as swiftly as they possibly could. The sky was dark and grey, and a heavy downpour soaked the buildings and streets of the metropolis below. The Graveyard District of City 7 was aptly named. Most of the district's residents were Gravediggers, those who had been brought back from dead through the resurrection program and gained special powers through it. The witchhunt for the perpetrator of the "Blood Ripper Murders" had begun, and the people of the Graveyard District are the primary suspects. While the Morticians head the operation, communities of independant Gravediggers have started to investigate their own in the vain hope of appeasing the Morticians. One such Mortician Agent, a Broker, was already on her way to one small community. She stood Outside a large building that used to be a warehouse, previously used by a small crime family that had been disposed of by the Mortician agents some years ago, and swiftly walked inside. "I don't think we need to worry at all, Gideon. None of our people have shown the ability to manipulate blood. It's not one of us." A young man spoke, a small smile on his face. Wearing a grey hoodie with the hood up, a green t-shirt and baggy jeans, Wallace was definitely a gravedigger "teen" in every sense of the word. Wallace often worked closely with Gideon, the leader of a small enclave of Gravediggers in the district, as his messenger. Walace's speed altering "GD" power was helpful in that regard. Wallace moved to the side of Gideon as the sounds of rain drops struck the window. "Don't you think think you should address that in tonight's meeting?" Wallace asked Gideon. The Community's meeting was to be held in the main room, being the accepted "Leader", it was Gideon's duty to announce anything that involved the community as a whole. Gideon looked at Wallace. "Still, there's a slight chance someone could be hiding that power away. Still, the curfew will hopefully work." Gideon responded as he turned away from the window of his room; a fairly comfortable sized room with a bed and a shower. The Mortician Broker was standing in the doorway, as Wallace looked at Gideon with a nod, leaving the room as quickly as he could. The young Mortician was a female, wearing the standard Mortician issued uniform, her hair was medium length and tied in a ponytail, a auburn-ish like colour. a huge between Gideon and the young Mortician linking them as father and daughter, it was twenty five years ago he became a Gravedigger. "Erin...I take it The Morgue isn't hiring Bounty Hunting Gravdiggers at the moment right? I mean you wouldn't be here otherwise if they didn't respond." Gideon asked, hoping he would hear some good news. Erin shook her head in response, moving closer to Gideon. "There's a curfew being initiated today, these murders all seem to have one thing connected; they are all reasonably powerful gravediggers." She replied, looking around his room. "I've been to tell you, Raina, one of your newer arrivals? She's oddly similar to a Gravedigger held in cusody by the Morgue. You don't think Raina could be her, right?" Erin questioned Gideon, her face expressionless only with a sortof stern look to it. "No" Gideon simply replied with a single word. A smile crept slightly on Erin's face. "Fair enough, I just got to check out with all Communities under my watch if they have seen this escapee, othewise we would have to declare them out of the City State." She explained. Erin was Gideon's daughter, while he new that, Erin herself was in the dark about it. They were both friends and respected each other, despite Gideon wanting to tell her the truth. "You're welcome to accompany me to the main hall, we're holding a meeting. If you want to" Gideon asked as they both started to leave the room. "Sure, I see no problem with that" as they both walked out and headed down the flight stairs, Wallace watched on, a glimmer in his eyes with a smirk out of the corner of his mouth. He quickly headed to his own room. Gideon looked out to the main hall, waiting for the last to arrive. Anya stood beside him, to make sure that the situation does not turn ugly with her Negation Powers. Gravedigger Community meetings always had the slight chance of getting out of control.