It was the dead of night. Everything was dark outside of the Silver Spark base. The only light being the stars and moon, and even then, those where shaded by dark spreading clouds. The moon hung lamely over the base, letting off a weak white glow that still couldn’t break through the clouds. A figure slowly approached the base, moving with a slight limp, like the person had hurt their leg. Blue eyes sparkled as the figure stopped outside the door to the base, she entered a code, only to frown when it was denied.

“Someone changed the code…” She trailed off, but entered another code, the master code this time. She smiled when the door clicked open. “Master Override Codes, who ever came up with that has my thanks.” She muttered. She walked into the base, and slowly she came out from the darkness that had covered her appearance.

Saroya smiled, breathing in the air of the base. “I’m home” She said silently, letting her voice trail down the hallway. She rolled her shoulder, causing a small crack. The teen wasn’t in the best condition, her clothes where dirty, and torn and she was covered in cuts and bruises. Saroya walked forward with a limp, she’d also managed to twist her ankle and it was killing her.

Despite her condition, the leader of this organization never looked so alive, her eyes almost seeming to glow with happiness. Her jacket was in perfect condition, the crimson bolt on her back standing as a symbol of her membership, and who could forget the SS carved under that? Normal Silver Spark jackets never bore that symbol, well besides hers.

“I’ve been gone far to long” She muttered, heading straight to her office. Though something told her that another would be sitting in her chair. Saroya didn’t mind. She’d been gone for so long, it was no surprise if someone had taken her place. Heck, they all probably thought she was dead by now.

Saroya stopped outside the oak door that lead to what was her office. The teenager entered through, glancing up, her blue eyes glowing brightly. She could see that a figure was in her chair, though the person wasn’t facing her at the moment.

Saroya cleared her throat, and grinned. “I’m back”