Arthro-Army

Chapter Three: Darker Nights -------------------- “It would be a shame for my head to waisted as decoration, instead of it being used of more productive things. So much information in it.” Zeke spoke, slowly slipping his right hand backward into what he felt was the occupant's coat pocket. “Besides I’m almost certain that the drive you took is useless without my knowledge, Archangel.” He smiled. “How do you know if is still have it.” the voice said. “Or better yet… what makes you think I haven't opened it?” they continued with a hint of pride in their voice. “Well the simple