*Pit sneaks his way through the house. He begins to use his Chaos Powers to discern the levels of potential among the blank slates and decides to quietly execute those that held a greater disposition towards being an Observer. After having wiped out those who could not have been as converted as quickly. Pit gave the signal to a couple of Angels who had accompanied him on the mission. Pit and the Three other Angels there quickly knocked out the other Blank Slates and started to carry them back to the Sanctuary, via an Armored Truck parked out front. Pit decided to turn one of the more resistant Blank Slates into a Human in front of them during the car ride back. Pit had let his chaotic energies flow through the Blank Slate's heart, filling his canvas with impressive "human" expression. By the time the Truck had reached the half way point between the apartment building and the Sanctuary, Pit had already finished turning the Young Slate.*
Pit: *gasping for air* ....well....you are now human... ugh....and now I am Number 4.... a most pleasing number...