The Realm, Winter Weir.
[Quantum Realm Corp]
The door to Damiano's office opened and his assistant stepped into the room. She stood across his table, held her hand behind her back, and waited quietly.
After a long while, the caramel-haired man raised his head to look at her. "What is it?"
She cleared her throat before speaking. "The men you assigned to take care of Scarlett… she paused.
"Don't waste my time."
"It was unsuccessful sir, and they've been arrested by ARCHER. A friend of mine at the agency said they'll all be interrogated." She stopped and slightly leaned forward. "If that happens, they might end up spilling some word about you and..."
A chill ran down his spine as he heard the words of the girl across from his table. "Well find a way to make that not happen, do I have to tell you what to do?! Isn't that what I pay you for?" He barked.
The girl jolts in fear before racing for the exit. Damiano's chest danced up and down as the fear of being caught got to him. He picked up his mobile device but tossed it at the door with a scream as he had no idea what to do.
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Madrid, Spain.
Chapta drove her car in the direction of her mansion. She slowed down the car as she noticed the many Storm agents surrounding her building.
The brown-haired woman hesitated for a moment before pushing the door open. She fixed her shirt and cautiously paced up to one of the armed Storm agents.
"Excuse me," she started.
The agent turned to her with a frown. "This is a secured area, do not step any further."
She nods and puts her hands up. "Si… I just wanted to ask you a question," said Chapta. "You see, I live in this neighborhood, and seeing how you guys walk around with those heavy weapons rattled my kids so much they don't want to step out… myself even…" she paused.
"If I may ask, what is happening?"
The agent narrowed his eyes at the brown-haired woman before speaking. "You don't need to worry about anything ma'am, as long as you're not involved with the owner of this house, everything's going to be fine."
"Oh… that's a relief. We don't really get along with the people of this house as they do not come out much… well, you have a nice day sir."
She turned to leave but the agent called her back. "Hey, could you answer a question real quick?"
Chapta veered around to face the Storm agent again. He glued his gun to his chest before tapping into his watch. "By any chance, have you seen this man around here?" He asked while projecting the image of Storm 01 out.
"Err…" the godmother of the Faintpin drawled. "Huh, this is the guy that is all over the planet. You know I've been looking to find him myself so I can report in and get the payment, but no joy… sorry. But if I find anything, I surely will call in, anything to restore the peace of this planet."
A soft smile crawled up the agent's lips as he nodded. He clicked a button to turn off the wristwatch, but instead, an image of Chapta projected out.
The agent raised his head to look at Chapta and then back at the image. He looked down then up again.
"You're…"
The brown-haired lady looked at the image that was out. "Well fuck."
The agent reached out his hand to grab her but she quickly hurled him over her shoulder and into the ground. The other agents around noticed this and raced after Chapta.
She rushed into her car and drove away with the agents firing their guns until she was out of sight.
Once out of the agent's sight, she took out her phone, tapped on it a few times, and moved it to her ear. "Hola padre, those foreign men are all over my mansion, I believe they are looking for me for keeping Rohan."
[Que? Are you okay?]
"I'm fine, I'm coming over to your place… just want to burn this car before I do that, I feel like it's being tracked."
[Esos bastardos, I'll talk to Yvonne about this, why are they after you.]
"Sin papá, I don't think this is Yvonne's doing, the men around seemed foreign, they didn't even realize I was the suspect till they checked."
[So? What are we to do?]
"First let's find mi Rohan, then we can fight those foreigners out of our planet."
[Alright, I'll get the troops ready. Mantenerse a salvo.]
She hangs up the call.
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Somewhere on Earth.
The Helltiga's cars stopped in front of a warehouse-like building. The men dropped out of the car holding Ealien heavy weapons and slowly marched into the building.
"Slow down, he's close by," one of the men said.
"How do you know that?"
He raised his hand to show the watch he had on. "I placed a tracker on him during the squabble at the mansion."
"Oh… alright."
They slowly entered the building, searching and turning in every direction. "What direction?"
He looked down at his watch to check the tracker. "It's says he is…" he paused. "Above us…"
The former Storm agent landed in front of the man and sent him crashing into his partner who was behind him with a left punch.
The men opened fire at him but couldn't meet any of the shots as he moved in a zigzag motion.
"Fuc---aghrrrk!" One of the men yelled as the dark-haired man hurled him into a wall.
Rohan knocked down the last of the men from the Helltiga --- or so he thought. The dark-haired man turned to a mechanical hum which he heard from the entrance of the building.
The moment he did, he got blasted away by a rocket shot from a man in a mecha-suit. The fire quickly spread and caught some parts of the building.
The man in the mecha-suit inched forward. He gasped out of shock as he watched the dark-haired man step out of the flame with no injury but a few turn parts in his clothes. "That pissed me off."
"How are you not dead?" He asked out of utter shock. The man raised his hand and fired another rocket at Rohan, it hit him with a huge explosion, burning even more part of the bundling, but this time, the dark-haired man didn't move an inch backwards.
"Holy…" he yelled before shooting another, but the dark-haired man effortlessly slapped it away with the back of his hand.
The man's eyes widened even wider as he watched the runaway agent approach him. The mecha-suit was huge so the dark-haired man flew up to match the face level. He clenched his fist and planted a heavy punch that destroyed the helmet into pieces.
He picked the man up with the suit and hurled him into the gust of flames before flying after him landing one, two, many more punches, with each punch digging into the suit he had on.
The man tried a punch of his own but it did nothing. The dark-haired man paid him back with a punch that sent him crashing out through a wall to the open road.
The warehouse-like building was the only one in the location. Everywhere else was either rocks or tall trees, even the speed train tracks weren't to that location.
Rohan stepped out of the building. He grabbed his turned shirt and pulled. The cloth easily ripped away from his body and onto the ground.
The building behind him let out a roaring explosion which sent strong waves all around. "Well, thank goodness I drew you guys from the mansion, you would have killed everyone there."
The man in the mecha-suit dragged himself out of the suit to escape from the menacing previously named Storm 01. "Please... Don't…"
The latter stopped in his tracks and looked to his side. He snapped his fingers and everything slowed but a figure continued at the same speed that it moved.
The dark-haired man furrowed out of shock as it was the first time he saw someone who broke through his time-slowing abilities. The figure appeared in front of him and threw a right, but Rohan quickly canceled the ability he had activated and jumped backward to avoid the punch.
"Who…?"
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