They heard a young boy's voice cry out for help as they got up the stairs.
It was coming from the only door on the floor.
"No one will help you little shit!" they heard a Woman's voice say.
Chon cracked his knuckles and muttered "You go in from the window. I'm blasting the door down."
Ryan opened the nearby window and climbed over it. Then he moved so that he was below the window to the room.
Chon could see everything with his chi sight. The boy was being zapped over and over with lighting from two twin Sisters.
The Mother sat in a nearby chair laughing her heart out. Chon balled a hand into a fist and gritted his teeth.
"This is for Chung." Chon muttered as he placed his hand on the door. Within a second the door went flying and the Mother was trapped
under the door. Ryan smashed the window by rolling into it. One of the witches turned thier wand at Ryan, but Ryan swatted her hand away
and flung her over his shoulder. Still grabbing onto it Ryan twisted the witches arm out it's socket. She rolled around before she blacked out
from the pain.
Ryan turned around to see that Chon had just ended his duel with the other twin. Chon had just pushed her with his chi hand and she flew
across the room. The boy layed down on the ground weeping his eyes out. "Go take care of the kid Ryan. I'll deal with this woman." Chon said as he walked up to the Mother.
Ryan got down to the child's level and said "Don't worry we are going to help you have a better life. I promise you."
The kid buried his head into Ryan's jumper and cried.
Chon walked up to the Mother. She went for her wand but Chon stamped hard on her arm. The wand rolled out the way and Chon knelt down.
"Do you remember me?" Chon said in an cold tone.
The Mother shook her head and tried to break free. Chon smacked on the head and said "You killed my Brother you bitch."
Her eyes widened, "We were just following orders, I was just a rear gear."
Chon filled his left hand with chi and said "I'm taking you in. You can visit the graves of your fellows from your cell window."
He put the lady in handcuffs and turned to Ryan. He was holding the boy on his back and muttered "Poor kid fell asleep. I reckon he's not had a good night sleep in ages."
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