FarmVille 3. Tokyo Drift.

Three Japanese men gazed around their ruined, burned and empty a section of roofing falling in. Before them cowered a intern.

Mona listened as they spoke. She had learned a little of the Japanese and knew they were accusing the man of destroying the warehouse and trying to sell the experiments for his own gain. In the cage beside Mona's was a older human woman beaten and sore and unconscious at this moment.

She had stolen the 'experiments' from the intern when the fire took the warehouse out. Mona had not been close enough previously to say thanks.

The 'experiments' little half mutants half dragon boys... She had watched them grow for three years from a locked cage of her own. Helpless to free them all. Despite being a fighter. All she got from the older woman was they were alive.

There was a gun shot. The intern fell back dead, Ida twitching in her cage.

Daichi swore angrily, switching to English, " this is unacceptable - let's hope they are still alive.. Hiroto since our computers hard drive was lost we you may need to use your laptop to turn on the trackers and find them. Shin we may need ... Mercenaries..."

His brothers nod, Hiroto sitting to open his laptop and after turning on the trackers hooked up their signal relayed to his computer, though it would take time for him to code software for him to learn where the trackers were pinging.

Shin also nodded taking out his phone speaking in rapid japanese.

Mona listens, watching them, part of her hoping they find the boys, part of her hoping they did not.

Ida was sore. She was an older woman and it had not stopped the worst sorts of torment visited upon her trying to get out where her Granddaughter might have run off to with the little turtles.


Those crying little boys she had snatched up, knowing instinctively they needed her to get them away. And one had bitten her but she didn't care and considering how hurt they looked all bruised and a split lip or two she knew it did not matter.