"Actually, I can still teleport!" I say.

"He'd probably die before helping us anyway."

"So we can teleport to Lucas, correct?" Zeke said.

"Yeah!" I say, teleporting us to him.

Lucas was sitting on the shore of the island Icarus dropped him on. "Let me guess." Lucas said, not even looking up. "You're here to kill me."

"Actually, no." I say. "We want to ask you a few questions, and I'll keep you alive."

"What?" Lucas said. "What questions."

"I dunno. Zeke, ask him." I say, turning into kitten and playing with a ball of string.

"N-Tor, you know him, correct?" Zeke said.

"Nikolai Torchevesky." Lucas said. "The last remaining Neo-Nazi of the Golden Eagles, was kicked out of the clan by Edward after he took control."

"I was halfway correct." I say. "Nick, Nikolai. I'm awesome."

"Deadeye killed him though." Lucas said. "It was the last successful hit Deadeye completed. And I didn't try to make him a robot."

"Well, it failed." Zeke said. "We're getting terroristic threats from a man who claims to be N-Tor."

"There's two possibilities," Lucas said. "This N-Tor is a fake, or Deadeye killed a decoy."

"Let's hope he's a fake nerdy wuss hacking into our computers." I say.

"You could very well be right." Lucas said. "It could just be someone who wants to stir up trouble."

"But then again, ...." I say. "I don't know. I don't know what I should do..."

Zeke phone went black again, it said:

"I am not a fake"
"For the shadow of Aero's death draws near."
"Maybe you should help her."
"Instead of being here."
"Remember your sins."
"N-Tor"

"That's a vintage N-Tor message right there." Lucas said. "I don't think this guy's a fake."