At Dominic McCarthy's mansion.
Hazel stepped out of the car and slowly climbed the mansion. She pushed the door open and entered the hall where she was greeted by the many eyes that turned to her direction.
She locked eyes with Tristan who was also in the room. He slightly nodded and moved his glass to his mouth. Chapta glared at the platinum blonde-haired girl before turning away.
"Any message from the Twin?" Dominic asked one of his many children who were in the room with him.
The man shook his head no. "I haven't gotten anything else since they sent one from the isolated mansion."
"They must have encountered some problems, we should send some men to check and help if needed."
"Already did that, you don't need to worry yourself too much Chapta, we'll find and bring your amor back."
Chapta managed to conceal a smile before turning to her father. "The foreigners…"
"If you don't mind me interrupting…" Tristan paused.
"No not at all… carry on," Dominic replied.
He glanced at the platinum blonde-haired girl behind Chapta before speaking. "Interfering in the government's matter has never been our… sorry… your ways. If this turns into a war between planets, we'll get nothing from it."
"What are you saying?" The old man queried, with his weak brows shifting closer.
"I say we hand over the one who is wanted and get the reward. With that, you'll be able to get control of this planet once they leave…"
"Padre… don't listen to him," Chapta interrupted.
"Is that your big plan all along?" Hazel spoke out loud.
The individuals in the room turned their attention to her. The platinum blonde-haired girl exhaled deeply before inching forward. She slipped her hand into her pocket and took out an audio playing device which she dropped on the huge table in the middle of the room.
"Wha---" Tristan opened his mouth to speak but stopped and held onto his seat.
Hazel turned on the device and it began unveiling her conversation with the godfather of the Hawksworth family, or rather, his plan to put a hole in Chapta and her father's head.
"Dominic, listen… I can explain..."
Without waiting for a reply from her father, Chapta got up and shot the grey-haired man, his body falling to the ground with a thud.
The brown-haired woman dropped the gun she used on the table before sitting back down in her seat.
Tristan's bodyguards stood unwaveringly but frightened, with their jaws digging into the ground. They look down at the dead body and then up at Chapta over and over again, but none of them move an inch of their body in an attempt to start a fight.
The bald old man swallowed his remaining drink before pointing at one of his children. "I want you to send some men over to the Hawksworth territory to take care of matters there… go yourself even."
"Sí padre."
He turned to Chapta. "What do you want to do now?"
The brown-haired woman held her father's stare for a moment before turning to the platinum blonde-haired girl beside her.
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Explosions coupled with the destruction of the ground and the area below them became more intense as Rohan and the masked man continued to clash.
The dark-haired man seemed to have already grown to resist his opponent's flame as he continued to let the flames hit him while countering with an attack of his own.
Rohan sent the man back with a punch. He took flight into the air and attempted to crush his opponent under his weight but the masked man managed to roll out of harm's way.
Neither of them gave the other any time to take a breath as they continued to fight. The masked man hurled his two-sided sword at the dark-haired man as a distraction while turning his attention to Phoenix who continued to rain shots at him from the top of a building.
He placed his hands on the ground and an inferno burst out from the ground and moved towards the chestnut brown-haired girl.
Rohan noticed this and turned in an attempt to bolt to where the McCarthy was but the incoming sword he had turned away from pierced through his limb, leaving a space where his leg was to be.
Instead of bolting forward, the dark-haired man's missing limb cost him and he crashed on the ground.
"No!" He yelled and outstretched his hand in Phoenix's direction. His vision got blinded with a flash of a memory he doesn't recall living and when it cleared, he was in front of Phoenix, full limb, and the flames harmlessly spread in different directions once it got to where he was.
"What just happened?" He muttered.
The dark-haired man seemed to be just as confused as the masked individual who turned around to see Phoenix's gun where his opponent used to be.
Rohan veered around to see Phoenix safely standing behind him. Before any of them could process what had happened, they were interrupted by the screeching of tires as three more Red Trooper's cars stopped to join the one already packed.
"Rohan." A familiar voice called out. The dark-haired man looked down to see Sox pointing a gun at Luna's head.
"Sox," he mumbled.
"Surrender now, or you'll be responsible for the death of this young lady," she threatened.
"No, Sox… don't do this…"
"You could stop this. Just surrender now Rohan, you've already dragged so many people into your mess," she started.
"Ishary died because she helped you escape, Rory…" she paused. "Gone… to aid your escape, and Jesselyn too… you've already ruined the lives of so many, don't you think it's time to stop."
The dark-haired man furrowed in confusion. "What are you talking about? Didn't you aid the arrest of Jesselyn back home?"
"What?"
"Miss Havishma sought to use everyone around me in other to get to me and you helped her, you two are the reason I flee Winter Weir."
"Have you gone mad?" Sox yelled. "I don't even care, surrender or I won't hesitate."
The dark-haired man looked through his peripheral vision and he could tell the masked individual was ready to counter any move he tried. Slowing time won't help since he could also move through the ability.
He had no idea how he did what he did that made him switch places with Phoenix's gun, leaving him with only one option left.
Rohan put his hands up and slowly flew to the ground. "Don't listen to her, take Phoenix and get out of here," Luna tried to stop him but he didn't listen.
"You should have left when I asked you to."
The Red agents moved forward and cuffed him with the 'Z-syrup neutralizing' bind that was made to restrain him. The dark-haired man felt his energy slipping out of his body until he crashed to the ground.
He winced in pain as memories he didn't know he had come back to him. "I… Jessy…" he muttered.
Sox handed Luna to one of the Red agents and rushed to where the dark-haired man was but stopped a few feet away from him. "Take him," she ordered.
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