Kirkcroft

Chaos looked at his burrito a bit saddly as Prime took a bite of it. "Way to say please." He said taking back his burrito from her hands. "Hey Boxers!" Chaos yelled to the nearly naked man. "Wana get something to eat? You look starving." He asked Boxers. He rapidly gobbled up the rest of his burrito so that Prime couldn't get it back. She could slice him open but then it would taste terrible. Just terrible.

"I'm guessing you two are supers right? Well that's obvious. What's also obvious is that Boxer's style of fighting is superior to any bumrush type of fighting." He turned his head to Prime. "Not very lady like are you?"

The wind blew hard, but Jackson was braced for the impact, he shifted slightly in his stance, but he was ready to intercept the blow. There was a smoke explosion, and a spinning figure blasted through it. Jackson lept up on the balls of his toes, bracing for the impact. He didn't know what the boy was planning, but he wasn't gonna let that left hand touch him. As his opponent slammed into him, spinning slightly from the force of the wind. He jumped, catching the claw-like hand with his right. His sleeve was... melting, but it didn't matter. They were zooming along, crashing into things, but Jackson had him. Time was wasting away as he rolled around in a blur of crashing motion, but his hand never let go of the boxer boy's left hand. His two minutes were up and he felt "Eater Mode" activate. "You got some nice powers there," Jackson screamed against the wind, "How about I borrow them!" The claws glowed purple and dug into the boxer-clad boy's arm. Jackson felt his power surge. They flew a few more meters and landed. They disengaged, and Jackson stood, jumping back a short distance to give himself a little bit of room. There was massive power at his fingertips. The power to control motion and force, the power over gravity. Jackson was gonna enjoy this. Noticing he was being watched, Jackson turned, seeing a group of people watching their fight. There was a woman with a burrito, a rather sad looking man sitting next to the woman who was looking at the burrito, boxer kid who looked like he was about to shit himself, and a woman covered in black cloth. "If you'll excuse me,' he said calmly, with a twisted grin on his face, "I'm trying to enjoy my fight here!"

Prime
"I'm guessing you two are supers right? Well that's obvious. What's also obvious is that Boxer's style of fighting is superior to any bumrush type of fighting."
Prime laughed hard at Chaos's remark.
"Not very lady like are you?" he said to her. Prime's laugh turned into a furious face.
"Ladylike? maybe you're not very gentleman like!" she started to float up to the branches of the tree.
"Hopefully the fight's still on. Once their weak, i'm going to strike some nerve into them. If only that freaking lady would move out of the way...."

Ninja
Kina stared intensely at Prime's remark. "You're not helping!!!" she shouted back. Suddenly, Kina could see the boy's claws turning purple.
"If you'll excuse me,' he said with a twisted grin, "I'm trying to enjoy my fight here!"
Kina didn't like where this was going. She knew something sinister was about to happen.
She pointed her katana blade at jackson and said, "I'm going to say this ONE MORE TIME. break it up, or i'm going to have to do that for you both."

Jackson turned, looking the black cloaked woman in the face. She was pointing a blade at him, a fierce determination in her eyes, "I'm going to say this ONE MORE TIME. break it up, or i'm going to have to do that for you both." He studied her hard gaze. There was no remorse in it, instead it was full of compassion, a desire to protect the weak. While Jackson usually scoffed at that kind of thing, the effect was different on her. It made her feel like a predatory animal mother. A hawk or a lioness protecting her young. It was a fierce look, a strong look. "What's wrong with you?" Jackson said, "You've got that strong look in your eyes and you don't like to fight? Fighting consumes us, forges us, and defines us. All of humanity is nothing but a struggle, fighting in some way or another against a myriad of seen and unseen foes. This world doesn't belong to the weak you so righteously defend. It belongs to the strong. I aim only to seek the strong, fight them, and prove that I can beat them, that I can be the strongest. That is my only ambition. You can do one of two things. You can put down your sword and wait for your turn to fight me, or you can run scared and let me finish here. Either way this happens, I will finish my fight with boxer kid. Of that much, you can be certain." Done wasting his time, Jackson turned his back on the black clad woman and back to boxer kid. He was irked by her brown eyes, they had a very familiar shade. Not wasting any time, because one of his twenty minutes was already up, he looked over at the boxer kid and lept toward him with a force boosted jump. A split second after the jump, Jackson simultaneously pulled back with his left hand and shot his right hand out, claws glowing red. Using the power of his opponent's force control, he pulled boxer kid toward him. This was gonna get messy.

Saying Tricky was scared would be an understatement, same would be true of the word terrified. The man he'd slammed his left hand into was still standing, worse...using HIS powers. The man should be scattered atoms by now, but here he was standing, perfectly intact. If he could use that power more frequently, he'd be able to use this to get a kill but he can only use it once a week. As such, he could only stay there stunned as he flew to the monster he'd been facing. If this man had his powers...there was nothing he could do to stop him, for that matter neither could anyone else.

Ninja
Kina growled. "THAT'S IT!!!!" she shouted. She sprinted up to Jackson, and punched him hard on the back of his neck. She then turned invisible, and waited for his next move. She wanted to stop this man. It seemed as if he was stronger than the man in the boxers.

Prime

Prime rolled her eyes at Ninja's move. "STOP INTERFERING, WHO!!!!" she shouted from on top of the tree. All Prime wanted was to watch a good deadly fight, by the woman seemed to only prevent a winner.

As Jackson felt his claws close around the neck of the boxer wearing kid, his hand was pushed away. "INTERESTING!!!! THIS KID'S GOT A REPULSION FIELD!!" Jackson screamed in his own head. He pulled his hand back again, ready to punch harder, but the hand moved closer to boxer kid's neck. "There must be a space around his body that sends forces in the opposite direction." Jackson pondered the shield, but resolved to knock boxer kid out anyway, he wanted to question him about his powers. Jackson pulled his hand back, about to punch him again, ready to pull his hand back at the last possible second. Looking down at his clawed hand, he considered his melted sleeve. He remembered a physics class, if an atoms inter-molecular forces could be stopped, the atom would disassemble. "COOL!! A DEATH PUNCH!" Jackson's thoughts were reeling, as he was about to deal the final blow, he felt a heavy blow to the back of his neck. Looks like black clothes girl wanted a piece of him. This was all fine and dandy to Jackson, he'd just touched the boxer kid again, so his twenty minutes were back. Furthermore, after the next two minutes were up, that repulsion field and the death punch were his. He growled at the boxer kid, prone and scared on the ground, "Stay where you are boxer kid, I'm not done with you." Standing up, there was no one around him to have given him the blow. Searching for any sign of a person, Jackson saw nothing. "Wait!" he thought. There, on the ground just a few feet in front of him were footprints in the grass, as if a person were standing there, but there was no one there. "Invisibility," thought Jackson. "As cool of a power as invisibility is, I will find you black clothes girl, and I will fight you, probably even kill you, so how about you show yourself, you pull out your sword and I pull out my fists and we kill each other like civilized people." Jackson smirked, there were no fun fighters around and now, suddenly, two supers in one day? Jackson licked his lips, this was the best day ever as far as he was concerned.

Tricky was jolted back by the man's words again, he said reverse and while the bit on his strong force being figure was a bit much... he thought he found a loophole. "Interesting...it reverses a vector at about an inch from my skin, eh? Rebound has waaay to many openings then; a pulled punch or an attack that began to curve before it hit the field would just be pulled right in." His words had been quiet, with the exception of whoever the invisible person was no one else would have heard his words.

"My touch didn't rip you apart at the subatomic level either so that must mean that all my powers only touch for physics and things I can account for. Man nothing is better at killing confidence in one's powers like having them turned on you." If that was the case, then a skilled fighter like the woman from before would be able to get through. "I'm guessing you learn by touch."

Before turning on the black clothes girl, Jackson said to the boxers kid, "I don't just learn by touch. I learn with my eyes, my ears, my nose, and with my entire body. I will adapt, I will learn, and I will pick you apart before I make my move and put you down. So stay there. If your powers work the way I think they work, this won't take long. You and I can finish our little exchange in a few minutes."

Rounding on the spot with the "invisible footprints", Jackson steadied himself. He thought he'd recognized the black clothes girl's voice. While regrettable, his new neighbor chose to involve herself. Furthermore she chose to reveal she was a super. He knew he was gonna like her, now he knew why. She was a super, like him. "Kina," he said, his voice barely over a whisper. It was just loud enough he knew she would hear him. "I just moved in, gimme a break." he finished, an evil smirk twisting his visage. "Do you know why I came to Kirkcroft?" He asked. "It's not rhetorical, answer my question."

Ninja

"As cool of a power as invisibility is, I will find you black clothes girl, and I will fight you, probably even kill you, so how about you show yourself, you pull out your sword and I pull out my fists and we kill each other like civilized people."
Kina couldn't help but think that this guy was sick, or at least twisted. She knew she couldn't hide forever, so she started to move around a bit. She did back handsprings in cartwheels that wouldn't make too much sound and allowed her to move catlike. She could hear the two men bickering over something, and then suddenly, the man walked over to her again. He seemed to know where she was. Kina realized that her feet could be located because they made a patch that cleared the long grass surrounding her.

"Kina," the boy started to say. This stunned Kina, like a bullet shot in her stomach. This man had clearly found out about her identity.
"I just moved in, gimme a break." once Jackson said this, Kina could feel herself stop breathing. Her neighbor was a villain. She started to remember the guy who came to her earlier in the day, and now remembered that this was the same person who was looking for her. Kina was very forgetful, but she wished that she wouldve been wiser and at least recognized Jackson.

Jackson's mouth made a twisted smirk. "Do you know why I came to Kirkcroft?" He asked. "It's not rhetorical, answer my question."
Kina didn't care about answering his question, she started to run away. Suddenly, she tripped on a tree root nearby, and landed on the hard ground. If Kina takes too much force while invisible, she will automatically turn visible again. This time was no exception. She started to get up, and said loudly,
"Because you want to prove your strength. I know, I know, i caught your lecture, Jackson..."

For a moment, Jackson lost sight of the foot prints. He heard a crash, and looking over, he saw her sprawled on the ground. As he started to walk over to her, she got up and said, "Because you want to prove your strength. I know, I know, i caught your lecture, Jackson..." To which he replied, "Then will you fight me? I don't want a, 'I will if i have to', lame ass type of answer. I want a yes or a no, simple as that. So think carefully about what I said earlier, are you able to, and willing to fight me? Because if not, Boxer kid over there," at which time Jackson pointed to boxer kid, still lying on the ground, "is more than willing to be my opponent. I may not be the nicest guy. Hell, I spent the first two days in town beating up gang leaders and their little pussy-footed cronies just because I harbor a particular vendetta against organized crime. But there is one thing I'm not and that's a bully. Warriors don't pick on the weak and unwilling. They have duels, battles, with other warriors on equal footing with certainty and bravery in their hearts. So answer me, and think long and hard, can you, will you, fight with me?"

Tricky used the opportunity of the man talking to the ninja girl to hold an experiment. He picked up a dirt clod in each hand and threw them, the one on the right would hit the Rebound at a curve so if it truly just reversed a vector the man would be hit. The left was a straight shot to the man's back, it if hit the man didn't have Rebound...considering he'd been touched twice and the man's earlier exclamation: he either had them now, or there was a delay time.

At any case the wisest course of action would be to run away, there was no telling how much this guy knew about his powers. But one this is for sure, it sure as hell wasn't gravity that had pulled him into the guy's hand. At the very least he could use Vector Control, which Tricky was best at, better than he could.

Immediately after Jackson had asked Kina his question, he felt a small hard something whiz past his left arm and an impact at his back, they weren't hard, but he guessed that his rebound shield wasn't up yet, meaning it hadn't been two minutes yet. Jackson turned, seeing the boxer kid standing and inquisitive, almost like he wanted more. Swinging his left hand back, almost as if keeping his pimp hand strong, Jackson used his nifty new force powers to send a small ball of force directly at boxer kid's left cheek. "The adults are talking now, I'll be back to play with you in a minute."

Tricky guessed he was using force in an attempt to move him since he didn't feel any impact. He suppressed the urge to smirk at that fact...no Rebound yet, "Was just checking on something, and right now it seems you don't have the best part. Straight impact doesn't work against Rebound, so you must have delay when you copy powers." Tricky let his words hang among the three of them.

"If that's the case I just need to beat you before Rebound kicks in." He stomped on the ground, causing a another pillar of stone to erupt from the ground, this time beneath this man. If nothing else, the longer he was in the air the better, if Rebound kicked in all Tricky had to do was let him fall or let their Rebounds collide. He had a hunch the later would be VERY nasty.

"Damn," thought Jackson, "the smug little bitch figured me out." He didn't have time for a snappy retort because a pillar of stone erupted from the ground under his feet. Jackson was airborne, completely at the mercy of boxer kid's force control. Not waiting for rebound to kick in, Jackson surrounded himself with the effect of rebound without the reversal factor, it was a shield around his body that sent all incoming forces out. It didn't reverse direction, and it didn't affect immobile objects, it just sent all incoming, moving forces away from Jackson. With practiced motion, still concentrating on the shield, Jackson made to land on his right arm, it had absorbed multiple fatal impacts for him before, it would do it again. As he landed, he adopted a traditional Muay Thai stance. He was tired of the new power not obeying him exactly like he wanted, he made to pull the force back at the last second, so rebound would do the work for him but it just didn't want to obey him. He would rely on his fists as he'd always done. He could pull punches, but the power it seemed needed practice, just like everything else.

Just like he'd done previously, Jackson bum rushed the boxer kid, he would pummel him to the ground, but this time, getting closer would be so much easier.

Blanche Gris watched in utter fascination as the fight took place. She was crouched behind a few crates, their boxy shapes barely covering her figure. Her eyes traced their rigid movements, her only thought that of being impressed. She rubbed her whitened knuckles around the side of a steaming tea cup, the warmth burning into her fingers. With relaxed emotion, Blanche gently sipped the tea and watched.

Her mind wandered as she watched the fight, a dreamy expression falling onto her face. The artistry, the fierceness - Blanche could see Death dance along with the fighters. It was beautiful, even.

Blanche watched, fascinated by them, and never once tore her eyes from them.

Ninja
Jackson's words made Kina realize that he had the beliefs of a rouge. Kina could see a part of herself in him, as she was once a rouge herself. She used to fight only for herself, and she never cared about those who needed help more than her. She wanted to refuse Jackson's fight, as she thought it was foolish, but seeing that Jackson was practically about to pummel the other super, Kina had no choice. She didn't care whether or not the man was good or bad, she just didn't want to see anymore people dead.

Kina shouted, "Jackson, I accept your challenge! I just want you to know that becoming strong without a purpose is downright foolish. You're only working towards power, and too much power destroys the natural balances in life." She started to walk towards him. "If i win, I want you to stop fighting with that man, and help me with something that my friends and I are working on. I think you're strong, Jackson. You could have so much more potential if you just put your strength to good use." She stood in the center of the battlefield. "So try me Jackson, but just remember...." She swirled a huge whirlwind around her body. Leaves and grass flew everywhere, and there was an imprint on the ground. "...They don't call me 'twister' for nothing."

Prime
Prime was still enjoying the fight, and was glad to see that the woman who was dressed in black would make a fool out of herself. Just then, she smelled tea coming from below. A young girl in a dress was fascinated by the fight. Prime, being her usual social butterfly self, floated down next to her and said, "Who are you rooting for, my dear?"

The fight was intensifing and Chaos still kept neutral. He didn't have time for a of this. Prime was watching the fight and the others were no doubt in blood lust. He decided to speak to the psychotic woman before leaving.

"Well I'm leaving. This is boring." He said to nobody in particular. He looked up over to Prime. "I suggest you follow me, after all you already skipped a meeting today. You don't want to repeat that now do you?" He began to slowly walk off after he gave his hint.

Jackson really had to hand it to boxer kid, he was strong. His manipulation of force was downright scary. He'd thrown all kinds of stuff at Jackson, and the park looked as if WW3 had taken place there that afternoon. But Jackson was trained to be a warrior. As soon as Jackson closed the distance, boxer kid lost the fight. In fact, Jackson was about this close to pummelling the boxer kid's face in at the moment. His red claws were held high, ready to strike; his other hand around his neck, making sure there would be no escape. Boxer kid was out cold which meant that pesky little shield of his was down. Just as Jackson was about to give in to that nasty urge to kill him dead, he heard a voice. "Jackson, I accept your challenge! I just want you to know that becoming strong without a purpose is downright foolish. You're only working towards power, and too much power destroys the natural balances in life. If i win, I want you to stop fighting with that man, and help me with something that my friends and I are working on. I think you're strong, Jackson. You could have so much more potential if you just put your strength to good use. So try me Jackson, but just remember..." At that point, a huge whirlwind swirled into creation around her. The vortex was so powerful, that it's power ripped up the ground she was standing on. "They don't call me 'twister' for nothing."

Standing up, Jackson was nearly blown over. (ooc: again with the puns, but I just can't resist XP) He was not expecting Kina to be a direct battle type. "COOL!!" he shouted, overcome with joy. "To think, we only met this morning and it's already time to fight?!" he shouted over the wind. "Some kind of destiny don't you think?" Regardless, for all his excitement, Jackson wasn't exactly peaches and cream. Even though he'd just touched him, and had all of boxer kid's powers (to his own understanding of what they were) for another 20 minutes, the fight with boxer kid had taken a bit more out of him than he'd imagined. While he was in a good position to fight, as far as tactics were concerned, he wasn't in a good place mentally.

However, regardless of all those bad conditions that Jackson recognized, he just had to fight her. He was in a warrior's high and his eyes were literally glowing red with blood lust. "Just remember Kina," he roared, "even though we're neighbors I'm not going easy on you!" With that final provocation, he charged. His fighting stance was non-existant. He was just running at her like a wild boar, intent on skewering her on the end of his blood red arm. There was a small part of Jackson's mind screaming at him to slow down, to be cautious and test her abilities out first, use boxer kid's powers and pin her down. However, all Jackson wanted was, at this point, to tear Kina to ribbons.

(ooc: sorry Brightside, you weren't supposed to be actually tagged in this, I miss-clicked when I was trying to keep Blanche in the loop. You can still read it and act on it, obviously I can't pretend to tell you what to do. However, we've torn up the park pretty good, I'm sure you've seen/heard us by now XP)

Ninja

Kina didn't hold back. She was about to use Jackson's strengths against him. She charged towards him, jumped, pushed herself behind Jackson using his elbow as a platform, and kicked behind her while middair. She aimed for his back. Kina safely landed on the grass. Once grounded, she started to swirl the air around her. Since almost nobody was around, she decided it was about time to perform her signature move. She started to glide a little in the air, the winds becoming stronger and stronger. She was creating a small, yet powerful gust of wind that almost looked like a tornado. She hoped that it would at least scare Jackson a little, as she didn't want to kill him. Killing was against Kina's moral code.

Prime

Chaos's words finally dawned on Prime. She started to follow him.
"you're Chaos??? I've been looking for you!!! Why weren't you at the base?? What's all this with my dreams in the palm of your hands?? What are you planning??? HEY!"
she started to float next to him as she said this.

Blanche looked to the woman who had asked her who she was voting for. The girl tilted her head, eyes wide and curious. "Am I to be rooting for someone? Well, to be honest I think that the Moon and the Sun should never fight at all. After all, they never meet. When one comes out, the other goes away, silly woman!"

(ooc: You guys are freakin' boss.)

(OOC: Sorry for not posting lol I've been running around all day.)

Brightside's moment was disturbed by the bangs and clashes of fighting. "They're making a mess of the place I gotta see this." he said then teleported over. He saw a good bit of new faces and a couple old. He saw PRIME floating away and immediately he shouted and waved. "Hey babe what's up." he said knowing exactly how to get under her skin. He then looked aver at the one guy using the claw on his right hand. He clicked out his own and smirked. This guy only had one while he had twice the power of him, but then again what other powers could he possibly have? It didn't matter at the moment he was focused on aggravating PRIME at the moment.

He considered her his Archnemesis and vice versa. The two had basically hated eachother since they set eyes on eachother. It was weird really but it gave Brightside something to do. She would get mad and Brightside would keep his cocky attitude through and through while Leo kept telling him to get out of there since she would beat him on paper but Brightside always had a way of escaping using a different tacit each time.

He looked to his side and listened to the girl."Am I to be rooting for someone? Well, to be honest I think that the Moon and the Sun should never fight at all. After all, they never meet. When one comes out, the other goes away, silly woman!" Brightside raised an eyebrow. "Girl what the fuck are you talking about the moon and sun these aren't rocks and fireballs fighting. Well, not these guys anyways." he said curious of this strange girl.

Brightside rolled his eyes as Kamadake 'explained' himself. "Whatever asshole. I'm gonna be keeping them regardless." he turned around and started to leave the bots following him. He then teleported the bots disappearing as well. One managed to pluck a piece of hair out of Kamadake's head before it disappeared as well.

Kamadake’s smile slowly faded as Brightside teleported away. He was highly annoyed by the cheeky Rogue who felt he could freely insult him. Kamadake didn’t really give a damn about the Valkyries as they were solely a means to an end, simply tools to get back at the city of Kirkcroft.

Jiro and Hanabi approached the trio who stood on the empty stage. “Wow, so that’s what Brightside looks like in person? He’s pretty spunky. That kind of guy would make a popular TV personality.” Jiro said as he folded his arms and looked upward in a pondering fashion. Guang looked annoyed.

“Mr. Kamadake, are you and your assistants alright?” Guang asked with a smile. He was excited that he got to help save everyone and to fight alongside the fabled Brightside.

Kamadake turned toward the pop star and smiled. “Oh, why yes we’re absolutely fine! Gosh you’re one of my favorite singers and now my hero! A concert and heroics all in one night, I can’t thank you enough!” Kamadake wasn’t really bothered by Guang taking down one of the Valkyries and aiding in the thwarting of his plan. Until now he didn’t know that Guang was into the hero business. Kamadake now realized that it would be difficult to pursue Jiro romantically with Jiro being the manager of a super hero and Kamadake himself being a villain. However he wasn’t going to let that stop him from trying.

“Yes, my good sir, you are indeed correct. Guang is this city’s sparkling hero, literally. And I manage his talent. It’s a harder job than most realize. His power can be kind of destructive... and smoothing over property damages isn’t a fun task.” Jiro snickered a bit as he teased.

Kamadake stepped closer to Jiro with a flirtatious smile. “Well then, that’s exactly the type of public relations manager I need for myself. If you have the time, I’d love to have you work for me. I gave you my card earlier, are will still on for lunch or dinner sometime soon? “

“Sure I would most love that! I’ll call you.” Jiro patted Kamadake on the shoulder. “Well we’ve got to get going. This young one needs his rest for a recording session tomorrow, so I’ve got to get him in bed. Will you all be okay from here on in terms of getting home?” Jiro asked.

“Oh sure we’ll be fine. I wouldn’t dare ask you two to do a thing more for us tonight. We’ll be in touch! Night gentlemen!” Kamadake gave Jiro and Guang a bow.

Taro smiled, “Thank you Mr. Guang for your courageousness tonight. You are very strong. I like that.” He was always a fan of those who weren’t pushovers. He prided himself in being apt in physical strength.

Saburo shook Guang’s hand, “Yes thank you very much! Your powers are pretty cool to look at. You seem to be made for your line of work.” Saburo was really reminded of the singers on their home planet Azaka when he saw Guang perform.

Kizakura Kamadake

Kamadake had a long and full day at the office. There was an early morning press conference regarding the events at the conference. He spoke to the public and made a statement. The crowd loved him, he was somewhat of the city’s poster boy. He was one of the youngest, richest and most influential men in Kirkcroft. The Military was grateful to Hanabi and Brightside for saving the day. However the head military general expressed his frustration with Brightside for stealing military property and wanted to pursue him. Kamadake publically persuaded the general not to apprehend Brightside. Besides he could track those stolen Valkyries anytime he wanted. So Kamadake found them more useful in Brightside’s possession than in the military’s.

After the conference concluded Kamadake had a moment of rest in his office. He was doing some reflection on his grudge against the city and his rouse as kirkcroft’s poster boy. He liked being admired by the people of the city, although he hated them for marooning him on the planet, because the attention made him feel like the prince that he actually is.

Saburo entered Kamadake’s office and bowed, “My lord, the desk receptionists informed me that there are two men that want to see you in person. They claim to have a message for you from someone very important and refuse to leave unless they see you. Shall I call on security? Or will you see them?” Saburo asked as he stood in front of the office door.

“I will see them. I would like you and Taro to be present as well. Have them send them up.” Kamadake sat intrigued as he waited.

The free runners entered the room. They looked a bit off. Kamadake stood to his feet and stepped around his desk. He smiled at the two men. Taro and Saburo stood at the door to the meeting lounge. This was a special soundproof room that Kamadake would often use to talk in private with other clients regarding classified information. Kamadake had a feeling that this room would be necessary.

“Who are you two gentlemen? What business have you here with me?” Kamadake asked calmly. He looked most pristine.

One of the men snickered a bit. He had a crazed smile, “You Kizakura Kamadake?” The man asked in a gruff voice. Kamadake nodded yes. “Well, well… we have a message from Chaos. He said, ‘Ya tell Kamadake that if he wants to control this city both financially and politicaly then he needs to contact me.’ And also to send one of your face bashers to meet him in a place of your choosing.”

“You mean Chaos the hospital and courthouse bombing lunatic from yesterday? Why would he think I should give him a fragment of my time? How beneath me…” Kamadake smiled mockingly.

The second free runner interrupted angrily, “THAT’S CHAOS THE SAVIOUR OF ALL HUMANITY!! You are the one who is beneath his awesomeness!!!” The man lunged at Kamadake in a fit of rage and collided with Kamadake’s force field. The free runner was electrified, kamadake stood un-phased and smiling. The free runner fell to the floor in shock, his clothes smoking. He wasn’t dead but temporarily paralyzed due to the strong electrical impulses surging through his body.

“Fool… you and your savior are out of your minds.” Kamadake smirked.

“Sir, these men’s spirits are locked. It seems their minds have been altered by some external force.” Saburo commented. He and Taro were in tune with the spirit realm and they could see that the spirits around reacted differently when near someone whose mind had been altered by an external force.

“This is most amusing… alright then. Taro, Saburo, meet this Chaos savior at the Café de la lune tonight. See what he wants and report back to me.” He then turned to the free runner who was left standing with his strange grin. “You two men please tell your savior…, Chaos, that my assistants will speak with him there. Don’t forget the name now, Café de la Lune, 7:00pm tonight.“ Kamadake replied.

The two free runners were escorted out of the building. Kamadake spoke with Taro and Saburo privately. “Well what do you make of that?” Kamadake said as he sipped a glass of water.

“I am cautious my Lord. I do not trust this Chaos fellow. Why would he think to call us ‘your face bashers’? Has he seen us use our powers?” Saburo spoke worriedly.

“He couldn’t have seen us use our powers. We’ve been most careful. Either way he knows something and we shall meet with tonight.” Taro responded firmly.

“Be careful both of you. You two are my only friends and always will be.” Kamadake smilled.

Tricky regained consciousness, he saw the man who had knocked him out cold was now engaging the masked woman. Not eager to face that monster any time soon, he bolted, for the first time since his powers had awakened he ran away. Without paying attention, his dash had taken him to a crowd of people. Since he was still hadn't gotten used to Rebound only touching vectors headed towards him he ended up crashing into the group. Of all the luck he'd fallen on the floating woman, of course this didn't affect her any but he hit the ground nonetheless.

"The fuck are you idiots just strolling around for?" Tricky wasn't in any mood to be pleasant at the moment, " That psycho with the red arm copied my powers and is on a bloody rampage." He stood up and pointedly looked at the hovering woman, "For the record, you're lucky I bumped into you instead of the other way around, things that try to hit me bounce away exactly as they came, for some reason the human body breaks under such treatment." He threw a wry grin, "It's not something I can turn off either."

There was a man who had asked the little girl about the sun and shit like that, "Does it really matter, if the Sun and Moon met, the Moon would vaporize. Actually an addendum on my earlier statement is in order: not just the human body, in truth everything I've encountered, except for that guy's right arm has a tendency to break against my Rebound."

Blanche looked to the one who had been called Brightside and blinked her long lashes. She took small sips of her tea, contemplating. "Well," she explained, "they're the Sun, of course," the girl tilted her head towards the Heroes. "And those," she said, tilting her head towards the Villains, "are the Moon,"

She turned to the man who had interrupted them. "The Sun would vaporize the Moon, wouldn't it?" she mused. "I suppose you're right."

After her explanation, Blanche lifted the tea cup to her lips and gulped the rest of it down in a single go. She lowered the cup and stared sadly at the emptiness, the only remnants a gentle heat pouring into her hands as she clutched it tight. Again turning to Brightside she said, "And you're the Bright Side of the Sun, aren't you?"