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A big black recorder slid across a large pentagonal orange table.

"Seriously, Ellie?" a member, more like a squad leader, of team BE scoffed. "You really gotta get a new recorder." Her three black blue eyes in a pyramid style were filled with daggers of insult and tease while her skin turned a dark shade of purple and her stripes turned orange yellow.

"Kamaha," the team leader called sternly while banging her hand on the desk, silencing the Lanthanide, who looked down in shame as her skin turned dark blue and her stripes turned white. The leader turned back to the humanomic wolf across the table. She head placed her black fedora on the table, beside her feet. "I'm glad you could get the information in such short notice, Ellegard," the team leader smiled. Her yellow gold eyes were filled with apology, mostly from the actions of a team member.

"Anytime," the biker smiled.

"What do you want in return?" another squad leader asked.

"Oh nothing much," the biker replied, getting her feet off the table. "Just a bunch of 'old' parts. You know what qualifies."

"Are you kidding me? You must be the only being in all realms that sticks with the oldest tech!" Kamaha exclaimed, getting up and placing her palms on the desk. Her skin turned orange and her stripes turned red. "You should move on! To the future! Like the rest of us!" she said exaggeratedly, zipping to the biker's side and swinging an arm around her shoulder and waving the other across the ceiling. Her skin glowed yellow and her stripes turned white.

"Kamaha," a different squad member said gently, placing a hand on the table. Her silver eyes were filled with understanding and hidden annoyance. "Let Ellie do what she wants. You like new tech, and she likes old, ancient, and nearly and or completely forgotten tech. That's just how it is," she explained.

"As far as I remember there're boxes of tech from a few decades ago in our base attic," the second squad leader said.

"That'll do," the biker said. She go up and shrugged Kamaha's hand off her shoulder. "Thank you for your time," she said, slightly bowing. The leaders returned the gesture. She took her fedora and left the room.

Most archers, however, are protectors.

The biker strutted towards her bike.

They protect the realms.

She threw on her black biker jacket, a small section of bell sleeves being evident.

They are trained along with other great warriors that wield other weapons.

She put in her helmet. On the side was a cyan wolf head with an bow behind it.

Those great warriors are called periodics.

She hopped onto her bike and revved the engine. The cyan tiger stripes glowed as the engine activated. After a few more moments, she was gone in a streak of cyan light.

Each periodic falls under a category, or group. Each catergory is named after a periodic school, which is named after a section on the Periodic table of elements. The category is one of the least important things you need to remember, but you still have to. If not, you wouldn't know where to go when there's a group meeting. Most meetings are about the issues in the realm, and each category is assigned on several issues by the realm council, then the council of that category decides which element gets what issue. The groups within categories called elements, members varying in every category. The elements are the groups of periodics that make sure that periodics know who to go with when the category is assigned to more than one issue at a time. When one member of an element goes on a mission, the others will follow. It's pretty complicated, but it's how we maintain peace in with other realms and within them.

The biker went on with her journey until she reached a rocket station. She, along with her bike, hopped on and the rocket took off.

I am an archer periodic of the Barium element of the Alkaline Earth category in the Jade realm.

She took of her helmet and jacket and put on her fedora. She walked to her seat and tipped down her hat, trying to get as little attention as possible. She looked out the window as stars shot by.

I am Ellegard Ryan.

I have a sister.

And I'm going to find her.

"Ellie!"

"P...Pop?"

"Ellie, save me!"

"Popcorn!"

...

"You know I won't hate you, ever, right?"

...

"*sob* I failed her. She probably hates me right now."

"Don't think that. Poppy will never hate you."