In an offshoot of the Hellas capital lay the deralict warehouse district. In one of these warehouses were three very special girls chosen for their unique talents. A bright light shone on the three girls all currently restrained in highbacked chairs by ducktape. A Soft yet booming voice echoed throughout the warehouse. My name is Q. From now on you three girls will work for me. It is of the utmost importance. An organization is rising which seeks to overthrow the magical world. You three have been chosen to stop it. If you refuse the door is that way and I will erase the memory of this event.

Larita was dazed, drowsy and highly confused. She could see faint figures of others in the same dilemma as her, but she couldn't recognize them. The area was too dark. "Where... where are we...?" She asks aloud, as her eyes adjust to the change realizing she's strapped to a chair. Realizing it's only simple duck tape, she rips it off with little difficulty.

As a voice booms throughout the warehouse, she listens attentively. "Q...? Organization? What organization?" Her inquiries filled the warehouse.

"Umm... why were we chosen? Just looking at us, we're not an offensive type. Also, you didn't seem to want to trap us, we must have been chosen for a specific reason. Going by the way on how you know all this information, you may even be part of that organization for all we know." Rose easily made her way out of the chair, brimming with confidence and intelligence. She looked around the area, there was nothing suspicious. Luckily for her, she knew both these girls. She often hung out with Larita at the school and helped Micah regain her voice.

Now, the only way possible is that the person who kidnapped them must also know these three girls and also know their abilities... She may be over analyzing the situation, but she had to think clearly of all possibilities.

"...Where are we?" Micah writes down on her board, still not off the habit of talking. She could somehow recognize these people in the darkness. "R-Rose... Larita." She mutters, getting out of the share and removing the duct tape to keep tag along with them. She would ask the obvious question 'where are we?', but they were just as confused as her... Rose seemed to be analyzing the situation, so Micah left it to Rose.

Rose was forcefully acting level-headed. Then again, the man offered an exit in case we didn't want to participate. She saw a camera up in the corner of the roof, "Are you spying on us...?" She questions, looking around. He didn't understand, but... this person interested her. "I accept. I will help defeat this organization." She said with brimming confidence, not wavering, without any knowledge either.