Kane hadn't been waiting too long before he heard something loud heading for him. The helicopter was pure black, very suspicious in Kane's oppinion. And it didn't touch down either. They opened the hatch and lowered a ladder. A ladder for crying out loud! Whatever, Kane figured it couldn't hurt to climb a little bit if he was going to learn what the hell was going on. He quickly got up to the chopper and took a seat next to a guy who came strait out of the Matrix. Before saying anything the guy ran one of those hand held metal detectors from airports around Kane and then looked at a little bar on the bottom. His eyes widened in shock as he looked back to Kane. "No wonder Xan took an interest in you." he said. "Come again?" said a suprised Kane. "Your aura is extremely strong. Tell me, exactly what are you?" Now this guy seemed a little rude talking like that. Still, Kane wasn't one to start a fight over something like that while he was in a helicopter. "I'm a frog man," Kane said after a moment's hesitation. "A what?" the suit asked. "A..." what had Xan called him? Something about indians, "A totem." The other guy looked at Kane long and hard, processing what he'd said. "About how long have you been a totem?" "Four years I guess." "So you have a good grasp of all your powers right?" "Yeah, I'd say I know myself pretty well." "Good, listen, how'd you like to help out our organisation in getting rid of all the wicked icky nasties popping up?" Kane thought for a minute, "I've got classes everyday..." "Don't worry about it, we'll take care of all that. So what do you say?" Kane thought for a minute, then shrugged, "Sure, I'm game." After three days and a series of events like in the movies Kane got a vastly improved costume and a nice gun and was packed up with a unit of men from this SPADE lot and was on his way to Hong Kong.