(The beautiful of steam, iron, copper, riches and happiness. The future in Oamni. Untouched by her grace and mold but molded by man. Where no magic is permitted unless given a permit. If it's a fight you want, it takes skill and not a simple wave of a wand. Skyships, Seatanks, shy carriers, fireflies jets, cars, bikes and legs are your way of transportation in this city, if you can build it, you can use it. No be afraid of heights or else you'll have a trouble time in Moderno, if it's not low then it's either high, very high. Machine, monsters, demon, angels, humans, ect. All live together in Moderno, all as one race... At times. Foods from various locations of Oamni, feel free to try. Various rooms to stay in and various of clubs to have fun in, please and welcome to Moderno city, where your pleasure is for sure to be fulfilled.)

MODERNO MILITIA SCIENTIST LAB

(Several scientist roam around proceeding with their studies. Some Tinkerers clean and adjust some gears on the Heart of Moderno. A few Guards enter through the double automatic doors and make way towards the head Doctor.)

Guard #1: Doctor Krom, we have gained report of several inhibiters being disable and tampered with. In consequent, The Mayor wants a report sent to ...

(The Doctor smashes a vail of strange liquid in his hands)

Dr. Krom: I shall not follow any orders from anyone inferior to me. WHAT I WOULD LIKE... - calms down- Is for the full report of my subjects who do NOT have their trackers. Like that I may do my bidding... Does that make sense to you three?

(He goes back to his documents and sets up another vial for testing)

Guard#2: Understood Doctor. We will be right back.

(The Guards leave)

Dr. Krom: Insignificant, disgraceful filth indeed. Coming into my LAB!! and he has the nerve to not even come face to face with me - laughs- Coward.

(He reaches for a pen and extends his other arm for a document 5 feet above him and retracts)

Dr. Krom: Now, if this ... No no no, not right... This will kill only a hand full. We need more.

(He scribbles some more equations)

Dr. Krom: Still incomplete. ASSISTANT!!

(A fellow intern comes by)

Intern: Yes Doctor?

Dr. Krom: How many test subjects do we have left?

Intern: We have 45 left sir. Do you want me to pull some out?

Dr. Krom: I need 15, each vial has a 10 ml difference in potency. Eventually, one of them will have a 0.07 ml effectivity.

Intern: Are we ... I mean - clears throat- You that close to achieving the toxin?

(She heads to the storage and brings out a cart full of demon and Angel creatures)

Dr. Krom: Indeed I am. - he laughs maniacally-

(They begin to endure the test. Subjects 1- 7 showed no effects. 8-10 Showed mild irritation and puss blistering effects. Subjects 11-15 show extreme effectiveness, where at first contact, the skin began to peel, the eyes blistered until eruption had occurred and death from either bleeding out or intoxication and full somatic death.)

Dr. Krom: Magnificent, give three dozen miniature vial of the final product and 20 mk240 vials for the Skycarriers. This is enough.

Intern: Right away Doctor.

(She leaves and the guards arrive after 10 minutes. They hand over the report. Krom snatches it from them and waves to them to leave. As he reads the report for the subjects, one stands out: " Joshua ' Bulwark' Russle")

Dr.Krom: WHAT!! For his sake, he better be dead already. The others aren't important. Guards, I need a task force for Bulwark's last known location. I need Jekyll and Hyde out there now!

Guard#1: Understood Doctor.

(They leave)

Krom: If he's not dead... Moderno's Future is in danger.