“Faster!”

P.E.P.A.

The Private Execution Police Association. A military group created for special missions. Soldiers who are chosen to be members of this group are put into special training and gear. Only those who the Commanders or Superior chose can be in this group. Rumor has it that right now they are making new exoskeleton suits capable of enhancing the speed and strength of said soldiers.

“Rusher.”

The 20-year-old blue-haired soldier was one of these elite soldiers. He joined the military not so long ago and had been observed by Commanders and Superior. Among the soldiers that have joined this year and last year, he was one of the best. The news of him being chosen to be a member of P.E.P.A. was given by his own Commander of his group: Commander Knight.

Right now Rusher was doing laps before said Commander of his called for him. What was this? Lap number 30? He wasn’t feeling the slightest of tired. He could go another 20.

“A special task?” The blue-haired soldier said to his Commander.

“Yes. You have been chosen to observe with me a secret project inside The Area.” A special project?

“The Area. Is there something that I must know beforehand?”

“I will tell you the details of it along the way. Make sure you are ready physically and mentally.”

“Physically and mentally?”

“Yes…” Hmm, Rusher wonders why he needs to be both? Is either physically or mentally but not both. It must be a very important project.

“Alright.”

“Good. We will leave in 48 hours. Be ready by then.”

“Yes, sir.” Hmm...how much training he needs to get before then. Well, he better do so starting now.

()

Holes in the obelisks a flash of light emitted from one of the areas of the battlefield.

The red-haired girl can only look at the beam that went up to the sky.

“Richard.” Gripping her chain pole tight the red-haired girl was hoping that the brown-haired boy would be okay.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the brown-haired boy was dodging fast beams coming from the cannon of Rusher.

“So you finally going all out, Richard Kurosagi.” Said the blue-haired male as he saw his opponent with a dark blue aura that gave him wings, a tail, and ears similar to a dragon.

Both of the legendary pieces glowed intensively as both warriors unleashed their attacks.

“Cheetah Cannon Level 1!!”

“White Dragon Strike Fang!!”

Both attacks clashed staying put in one place.

Both of them try to fight for control as each time the attacks sparked a sonic-boom emitted creating a strong gust of wind. The wind was so strong that it reached the far place that Alice was located resulting in the red-haired girl forced to cover her eyes from the heavy amount of dust.

“HAAAA!!!!”

“HUAAAHHHH!!!” Both of them let out a scream resulting in both attacks breaking even and resulting in an explosion in the center. A huge gust of wind emitted from all directions creating a sandstorm in the process.

Inside the sandstorm, the battle continued.

Bullets left and right. Despite the sight disadvantage, Richard could react to the bullets sidestepping or deflecting some. He felt time slowing down and before it went back to normal the boy was surprised by around 25 bullets as small as a gotcha size pellet coming his way. He had to dodge some but few of them grazed him on his tight and shoulders giving him a burning sensation when they passed through. The boy winced in pain.

“Over Here.” Richard turn around before quickly dodging the laser but getting grazed in the process.

“Tch!” Holding his shoulder the brown-haired teen winced again before teleporting.

(‘He vanished.’) Rusher's surprise by his speed didn’t notice that he was cut on his shoulder until a few seconds later. Blood splatter to the floor as his wound from his now injured shoulder opened.

“We’re even now.” The sandstorm subsided revealing Richard holding his shoulder.

Rusher touched his shoulder before looking toward the brown-haired boy.

(‘He is faster than before. I barely felt him reaching me and cutting me.’) The boy is stronger than he thought, so this is his full power. It looks like he will have to use his second evolution...if the boy shows that he has something hidden he will have to go to that evolution. How long has been since he has gone to this level…

“You’re getting stronger every minute, I would say that your power is almost limitless,” Richard said nothing in return. No point in giving him info on his limits. If there is one thing you don’t want your opponent to know is the limits of your strength or in this case the max cap on your Capacity Power.

“I could say the same to you.” The brown-haired replied to the blue-haired leader. Humph, looks like he will not get any info from him this way.

“I see...it seems I will have to rise another level,” The blue-haired said...hmm, there have been only 3 people who have seen this form. All of them are alive still.

“I hope you don’t disappoint.” He is changing again. This time his hair was starting to grow slightly. Are those whiskers appearing on his cheeks?! A strong gust of wind appeared forcing Richard to shield his eyes. The blue mist didn’t help him in the visibility. Even worse...the...slow...down…

“Shit!” The brown-haired boy didn’t have time to react before he got kicked so hard that his body went like a bullet across the field before crashing on one of the obelisks.

“…” Rusher observed the trail of sand dust that the brown-haired boy left before vanishing. His Deuxiéme évolution guépard gave him speed that no machine could currently track down. Maybe in the future when technology is so advance that it could track the speed of light space crafts or objects. His legendary piece also helped even more as time will be so slow that even a person like Kurosagi would have any difficulty tracking down.

Kurosagi cough before wincing. That kick must have hit him hard on his ribs because every time he breathed he could feel slight pain.

“That hurts.” Richard quickly reacted by blocking a thin object with his Kriss Dagger. That thin object was Rusher’s mechanical arm that was now formed into a thin cannon with some atoms spinning in the middle. The brown-haired could hear the lightning-like sounds from the cannon itself.

Pushing forward, Rusher forced Richard to back away before vanishing and appearing above him readying a mid-air rolling kick.

The brown-haired boy had little to react before blocking it barely with his left forearm. While the pain was slight, it was better than getting hit in the head with that kick. However, that did not stop Rusher’s offense as he vanished again, and again, and again. Each attack varying from a kick, to a punch each hitting the brown-haired boy on different areas of his body, before one hits him square in the face making his body bounce a bit in the sand before he quickly recovered by hand-standing back up only to meet Rusher in mid-air with his cannon pointed at him.

“Cheetah Cannon Level 2: Volatile!!” The cannon started making a voltage sound before a huge blast made of lightning was released from it engulfing Richard and creating a large explosion that expanded until almost an obelisks the one with the sun. Said obelisk’s top slightly cracked from the force of the explosion.

()

From afar still in the pillar, Alice saw the explosion and she quickly started to get concerned about her childhood friend. Without her legendary piece, she can’t go help the brown-haired teenager fight against the very man that kidnapped her. Even so...it is frustrating when all you can do is wait until a fight is over so you all can go back to the life you all love to have.

The wind blow hard forcing the red-haired priestess to cover her eyes.

“Hunh.” This fight...she wonders...will there be an enemy just as dangerous as Rusher in some of the black hat hacker groups they could fight in the future. If so, just how strong would they be and does everyone needs to be ready when that time comes.

()

The aftermath of the attack was very noticeable. There was a huge hole in the area that Rusher unleashed his Volatile attack. Static was still active on the ground as a result of the attack making it a slightly dangerous place to be in.

The blue-haired leader of LeGrace scanned around looking for the brown-haired boy’s body. No...this cannot be it. This is way too easy. Even he knows this would not be enough to kill his adversary considering that he could feel it especially too when his legendary piece.

“I know you are still alive Kurosagi,” Rusher said. What did he receive as an answer?

*swoosh*

Kurosagi appearing from behind unleashed a strong White Dragon Strike Fang so quickly that it took the blue-haired man down toward the crater at a fast pace before it exploded as it hits the ground below.

With a small gash across his chest, Rusher just shook off the sand before his wound instantly regenerated before he looked up. Those eyes...it had the omega symbols and they were orange-like. Plus, the look from the boy’s face...he was serious now. This must be it...he can feel it.

Richard slowly rose his hand and then unleashed a barrage of White Dragon Strike Fangs in rapid successions toward the leader of LeGrace. Rusher’s point of view he was seeing the large white line slashes coming at him at a slow pace thanks to his legendary piece. The blue-haired male just side-stepped and dodged accordingly every slash before vanishing and appearing behind Richard only for this one to vanish.

(‘What?’)

Rusher looked down to see the boy below him ready to drop-kick him from below hitting him in the stomach forcing a cough out of him. Flying to the sky because of the kick like a jet the blue-haired male stopped himself as much as he could before realizing he was above the clouds.

That was one hell of a kick!

Rusher had to react fast as a blur charged toward him. The clash of his thin arm cannon and the brown-haired boy’s Kris Dagger clashed creating a huge sonic boom effect that split the clouds surrounding them.

“Tch!” Time slows-down before Rusher vanished again appearing behind the brown-haired teen.

“Cheetah Cannon…!” The boy vanished before cold steel was pressed on the leader of LeGrace’s back.

“White Dragon Strike Fang Cross,” Richard muttered before doing two slashes creating a cross.

“Gaahhh!” the crossed white line took the man and send him high-speeding a few miles from the boy.

“Ha...Ha...ha…” Richard panted. He unleashed a lot of Capacity Power on this attack. He remembers the limits of his Capacity Power but now because of his legendary piece and the fact that he is now using some of Omega-lo power, he really can’t calculate. The only thing he knows is that Rusher’s Capacity Power is ridiculous right now. I mean, almost at 30 million?! To be more precise 29,531,250. Luckily, he has a slight advantage and he hopes he keeps it. If he can match him now and have an advantage against him that means that he is higher than 30 million.

(‘Can I even self-scan myself?!’) asked mentally the brown-haired. It seems that his Omega Eyes heard his question because he heard a voice.

(‘Scanning...Scanning Complete...Player: Richard Kurosagi...Transformation: Dragonite Aura Capacity Power: 33,475,930/45,000,000’)

Out of 45,000,000!!? That’s 1.5 times higher than Rusher’s Current Capacity Power!! No wonder he has the advantage now!! He can win this!!

(‘Alice...Wait a few more minutes then…’) The brown-haired boy thought as he looks toward the direction that his attack sent his enemy.

Meanwhile, Rusher was struggling with the attack before he finally side-stepped out of the way.

“Kah!” Rusher panted. He was bleeding from a high cross gash across his chest from his attack and a deep cross cut on his face that went from his right cheek to his left.

That attack...it was very strong and devastating. If he didn’t get out of the way in time he will surely have…

*Boom*

He looked behind him...yes he would’ve definitely died from it.

He has underestimated his enemy...he will have to go to that level...To push him to his limits...Richard Kurosagi...He is the strongest enemy he has faced. What is this feeling…It’s so familiar...

“How long have I not have this...feeling.” It was getting him excited. He just hopes that when he goes to this level...Richard Kurosagi will not disappoint him.

()

[November 20th, 2029 8:47 A.M.]

“So what’s this special mission about?” Rusher asked his Commander. Commander Knight hasn’t said a word about the mission since they entered the vehicle. The windows were pitch black so no point in taking a peek to see where they were going. After a few seconds, his Commander finally spoke.

“You have heard of The Area, right?” The Area...Oh!

“I have. Is the place where all the advanced technology of this country is, right?”

“Yes...it also the home of a dangerous project.”

“A dangerous project? What kind of project?”

“One that it will be a huge risk to have it escape and create an outbreak.”

“So that dangerous, huh?” The blue-haired male contemplates this for a few minutes. If he has to guess…

“I’ll take a wild guess that this special mission has something to do with this project, no?”

“...Yes. It is why I told you to be prepared both physically and mentally.”

“I see...If you say this is a dangerous project that can cause an outbreak if it escapes somehow from that place I can see why you told me to be as carefully cautious as possible and to be in top shape on both sides.” Rusher’s relationship with Commander Knight was a special one. The Commander was responsible for taking care of him once the blue-haired became an orphan at the age of 10 after his father died. The man trained him in hand-to-hand combat, weapons, how to hold a combat knife and how to use it, and even got him in the shape that he is today. He was like a father to him and thus is why he decided to join P.E.P.A. it is the least he could do to show appreciation for what his Commander has done through the years.

“Sir we’re almost there.” Said the driver through an intercom.

“Good. Rusher you know the rules.”

“Yeah, Yeah. I know: What is seen here is only seen by us.” That was a quote that he has encrusted in his brain. It was his Commander’s way of saying that what he will read or see in any of the mission is classified and only the ones who are witnessing it currently are the only ones that must know about it. This includes executions that would normally not be allowed by normal law.

“...Glad you understand.” Commander said with a smile. There is a reason why he chose Rusher for this mission. He can trust him...he can trust that the blue-haired male will not say a word about what is inside The Area. No one that is not a member of The Area cannot tell nor see this project. Only those chose by him or other commanders can.

The Vehicle stopped.

“Alright, we’re here.” The Commander got out of the van with a few seconds later Rusher following through.

So this is The Area.

“This place is larger than I imagine,” Rusher said as he looks at the place he was standing. It seems that this was an elevator and from the ground, he is standing it is very camouflage on a desert. Are those spaceships? From the triangle-shaped of one, he assumes they are.

“Welcome, Commander Knight.”

“Is Dr. Rowan here?”

“Yes, he is in the research room analyzing the results of the latest subject.” Subject?

“And…”

“Unfortunately, it did not last long.” It did not last long…

“I see…” The female brown-haired doctor looked at Rusher.

“Is he…”

“Ah, yes this is Rusher LeGrace. Rusher this is Dr. Shera.” The Commander introduced to the blue-haired male.

“It is nice to meet you, Mr. Rusher.”

“Yes, likewise.” Said the blue-haired soldier still looking around.

“I need to do some research if you excuse me…” With a bow, the doctor left the two males.

“Hmm...I assume this place used to be named differently in the past.”

“You will be correct Rusher. It once had a name similar to the one it had today except with a number. After years of reconstruction because of some incidents in the past and the goal being changed calling it Area 51 or 52 was getting redounded.”

(‘So it was more of just taking the number out? Talk about being lazy.’)

“Let’s go.” The blue-haired shrugged his shoulder before looking at one final spaceship this one a golden sphere before following his commander to the next room.

Entering the next room the blue-haired saw something new.

“What is this?” The blue-haired young man was just looking at the chamber. He just didn't see anything everything was...foggy. This blue mist...just what is...

*Bang* What the actual fuck!! The heavy breathing. What the...

“What hell is that!?”

“That Mr. Rusher is the result of a fail test.” Said a voice. It was an orange-haired male dressed in a lab coat. Looking at him closely the man seemed to have poor eyesight since he is wearing glasses. He also seems to be around his mid 30’s.

“Fail test?” That thing...that thing looked human, right?! His skin...it was...and he's biting his very own skin!!!?

“Yes. Allow me to introduce myself, I am Dr. Listo Rowan I am the creator of Project M.I.S.T.” M.I.S.T.? Is that what this thing is?!

“Dr. Rowan for years have been looking for a formula to create the ultimate super-soldier. Many have volunteer and failed...that is the result of it.” That thing...So he was human!! Still...The Ultimate super-soldier. That could...

“Commander Knight, is this your special soldier?”

“Ah yes, Dr. Rowan I will like to introduce to you Rusher LeGrace, he has become our highest ranked soldier in P.E.P.A.” Ah...!

“A prodigy I see.” The orange-haired man adjusts his glasses before extending his hand.

“It is a pleasure to meet you Mr. LeGrace.”

“Rusher is fine.” he shook the green eyes doctor’s hand before looking at the chamber again. That thing...was looking at him with a creepy smile. He was whispering something.

“Hey...what is that thing saying?” Rusher asked.

“Hmm? Do you want to talk to it?”

“I...Think I will pass on that one.”

“It might be the last time you talk to him.”

“Nah, I’m good.” Rusher kind of can read its lips. Something along the lines of...

'We're one...join us...we're M.I.S.T.'

“This way...” The blue-haired man took one last glance before walking toward the door. Hmm...?

“Hey...What is a child doing here!? I thought this was a secret facility, not a daycare!” He said pointing at the small girl who was looking at an ancient tablet.

“Hmm? Oh! That “brat” Mr. Rusher is my daughter Kula Rowan...she might not look like it but she is a prodigy among geniuses.” That small brat, a prodigy?!

“What is she doing?”

“She is solving an ancient tablet from one of the aircraft that crashed one hundred years ago.” Aircraft?

“You mean an alien type of spaceship?”

“Yes. Well...we’re here.” Dr. Rowan said. He also has been observing the necklace that the blue-haired soldier was carrying. Hmm...it seems to be similar to...Ah, he sees...very interesting. He wonders if Commander Knights know about it.

Rusher was observing the girl. Hmm…

“Hmm?” This thing again this is the third time this week that it has glowed like crazy! He doesn't know why but ever since he was a child at the age of 10 to be precise his father gave him on his dying bed. He said that this will change his life forever and that he must choose a path when the time comes. After that Commander Knight took care of him. He never knew his mother, she died about almost a year after giving birth to him. He has asked about it to his father and he said that she was a very kind and beautiful woman albeit she was very fragile. He said that he didn't regret having his son because that meant that his legacy will continue to this day...He was very proud to have a son such as Rusher. He bet if he was still alive he would be even more proud of the path he chose...to serve this country.

“Commander Knight, could I speak with you privately?” Said Dr. Rowan.

The Commander looked at the orange-haired male before getting what he wanted to talk about. So, it picked the Doctor’s interest.

“Very Well. Rusher, you can explore the rooms if you want. Doctor Rowan and I need to speak for a few minutes.”

“Alright.” Hmm, he wonders why they need to speak privately?

After Leaving the room The black-haired commander and the orange-haired doctor started speaking.

“Is this the boy you were talking about Commander Knight?” The brown-eyes commander nodded.

“Yes, he is a very special one.”

“You know what he has in his neck, correct?”

“I am aware of it. However, it hasn’t triggered yet.” The doctor looked to the commander for a few minutes before he adjusted his glasses again.

“I see…my daughter has a legendary piece of her own too.”

“You are talking about the ornament on her hair.”

“The very one.”

“...I see...We will have to keep an eye on them, now that two legendary pieces are close to each other…”

“There is a chance that they will call each other.” Both adults are aware of this. This will be a very interesting few weeks if not months or even years. If any of the two’s legendary pieces start to trigger, then they will be observed by a higher power. That would be a bad situation no matter how you look at it. The legendary pieces are no toys, they can be dangerous weapons that can create a disaster in the wrong hands.

“About the project.”

“Hmm? Ah, yes...it seems that the M.I.S.T. is evolving.” Evolving?

“How so?”

“It has started to use his vessels to communicate with us.”

“I see...it will explain why you asked Rusher if he wanted to speak to the soldier that failed in controlling it.”

“Precise. The soldier will not be the one speaking, but the M.I.S.T. itself, thou you could read the lips of the soldier, correct?”

“Yes...join us, we’re one, we’re the M.I.S.T.” It was an easy thing to decipher. Even someone like Rusher would have to know what the failed soldier said. It is the reason why Rusher refused to talk to it after Dr. Rowan offered him the chance to speak to him. He is smart enough to sense a dangerous situation when the said situation presents itself.

“Hmm...about his legendary piece.”

“Hmm?”

“If he knows about it. What do you think he will do?”

“He is...not the type of person to believe in stories that revolve magic or gifted abilities. If any he will just shrug it off as some sort of fairy-tale and move on.” So the blue-haired soldier was the type to not believe in superstitions.

“I see...it seems that this next few weeks or months will be indeed very interesting.”

Yes, this will perhaps be the turning point he is hoping for in order to get out of this blockade he is currently on. Perhaps the answer is with someone like Rusher. These next weeks will decide their next movement to create the perfect super-soldier.

()

Like a bullet, someone landed on the rocky floor of The Training Field. This person was Harry Kishima.

“This is not the limit of your power is it, Harry Kishima?” Asked the oni masked Salamander.

“Tch…” The black-haired rival of Richard Kurosagi was slowly losing the advantage he once had. This, however, did not phase him or make him panic. Far from it. He was getting excited even more. It felt like he was fighting his rival all over again, the only exception is that his life is on the line. I guess he will have to show that form now. Hmm, he wonders how much Capacity Power he will gain from it? It’ll probably make him the strongest Omega Warrior out of everyone including his rival himself. He cannot wait to fight him again and show him that he no longer is on his league anymore.

“…” Genre could feel Harry’s Rhythm...it wasn’t rising in fear...but it was rising in excitement. Similar to Richard’s Rhythm whenever he is fighting. Maybe they have that in common...they are both battle maniacs. How else would she explain the way his Rhythm was moving? The black-haired boy...he was far from done.

“Usually white lightning is considered the most dangerous lightning, however...what if we live in a world where everything is in reverse?” What is he talking about?

“Are you suggesting that white lightning is weak in this world?”

“You seem to be catching on quickly. You see while people will think that white lightning being the most powerful lightning in Omega, it cannot be further from the truth. You see Omega works differently for some individuals. It could be logical...or it could be whatever the hell you want it to be. That is the thrill of this game, you can bend it to your will. My father who created this game has shown me that anything is possible if you put your hands into it. That is why when I went for the strength I went for the deceiving factor for this form. People will think that because my hair is the color of white lightning that means I am at my limits...but that is not the case. You see, I have completely reached the next level, a level that will be inferior to white lighting. Here I’ll show you!!”

Harry put his sword in front of him and started to scream. The earth started to shake and from the sky, the clouds were forming a dark thunderstorm cloud. White lighting started to fall from the surroundings of both the black-haired teen and the Oni masked right hand of LeDutch.

Sensing the danger, Salamander backed away a bit as he had to dodge some of the lightings that came striking toward him. A few seconds pass and Salamander, & Genre noticed something.

“What?!”

“Yellow...Lightning.” The lighting was no longer becoming white, the thunderstorm cloud was now becoming golden. Yellow lighting was going down before it struck Harry.

Both Genre and Salamander had to shield their eyes.

Salamander was the first to notice…

“…!” A blade was on his neck. Harry was different. Yellow spiky hair, orange eyes. Said eyes irises had a lighting effect and were yellowish.

“Éclairage: Jaune!!” The yellow static that his sword emitted was more menacing than the previous lighting he was emitting. He wasn’t kidding...this was the reverse of how yellow lighting is supposed to be like.

Backing away Salamander didn’t have time to react as the yellow-haired boy did a kick so quick that the veteran former bodyguard couldn’t react even in his form and was sent flying at high-speed before crashing to the ground.

(‘Fast.’) Genre didn’t even notice Harry appearing in front of her enemy, and she bet the enemy didn’t expect either.

The speed and power...it’s incredible. So this is what a rival does to you. You push yourself over the limits in order to surpass your rival. Maybe...something like that is what she needs to become strong.

Harry leaving a trace of yellow lighting in his track charged toward the opponent who had to react to blocking his next attack.

“Humph!” the cracking sound of lighting every time he vanished was resounding and his speed was getting close to the light. And with his powerhouse, he was a completely overpower character by the standards of an Omega Player. He doesn’t know how much Capacity Power he gained from this transformation but he assumed it is 2.5 times his previous form’s maxed Capacity Power. From every direction, his attacks were more fierce, and...they were finally getting cracks that weren’t getting heal as fast as they were received. This was a good sign for Harry and a bad sign for Salamander.

(‘How does he have this much power?!’) This was the question inside the mind of the former prince’s bodyguard.

*Crack*

*Crack*

*Shatter*

His Oni Mask cracked before it shatters. Harry saw something that he had a familiarity with on the eyes of his opponent...fear, concern this was the very thing that he never showed until now. Very good for him, very bad for his opponent.

As the assault continues Salamander was losing ground for every swift attack the now yellow-haired teen was performing. At this rate...he will be dead. He cannot die! Not yet!! He still needs to fulfill LeDutch’s goal!!

“Enough!!” Yelled Salamander as he creates a pillar of fire with his blade before unleashing it on the yellow-haired boy. Harry uses his newfound speed to dodged it easily before he sees a bigger one coming his way.

“You’re finished!!”

“Humph!” Harry smiled before vanishing and appearing above him. He just needs to land this move and he will finish this fight once and for all.

“No...you are.” Said the black-haired before Raising his Buster sword and unleashing his attack.

“Master Thunderstorm Strike!!” With a mighty swing of his sword, the yellow-haired teen unleashed a powerful vortex wave that split into 8 cutting electric slashes. Each one cuts Salamander in different parts of his body before he lands on the hard ground. The impact creates a huge crack with a vortex-like effect while yellow lighting sparked all over the place.

Genre had to use the ground to create a sphere to protect herself and Frederick from the powerful aftershock of the attack. The aftershock was so powerful that it even made some cracks in her wall of defense.

Such a powerful attack...it is a good thing they aren’t in the real world otherwise...can any normal size planet even take this kind of attack? She is sure that something the size of Saturn or Juniper could take this kind of impact but any other planet in this solar system? No...it will likely reach that planet's core for sure.

(‘This can’t…’) Salamander cannot believe how much of a gap he and his opponent have. In one transformation, the black-haired boy had turned everything around.

‘Salamander is there a family more powerful than ours?’ He remembers hearing that from the prince. A young boy with crystal green eyes and short brown hair. His clothes A silk red kurtan, The crown was gold with diamond jewels on around the front area of the crown. He carried a short sword with a golden scabbard on his side.

“Why do you ask such a question, my prince?”

“It just...I have heard the stories about the legendary pieces and I was wondering...since there are 11 branch families, 12 if you count the one family that decided not to be given the branch name by their own volition that may or may not has said legendary pieces. I was wondering if there is a family that I should be concerned about in the future just in case.” Ah, he was being cautious. It is a good thing. A future king must know about their strengths and weaknesses and fix the weaknesses as quickly as they can. Hmm...without counting that 1 family there are several families that he should be concerned about. The Lahaska family is a good example of it. If that legendary piece does exist if they were to be invaded by such a family it will be a difficult foe to defeat as the owner has the power to manipulate the mind of its foes. Albeit as long as another legendary piece owner or a person with strong willpower exist in this family then they will be fine. Diamond Dragonite will not be a concern either. While a Dragon is considered the most powerful mythical creature to ever exist on Earth, they are susceptible to modern-day or future weapons. Besides, they also have “that” blade in such case the owner of such piece goes on a rampage. The owner of The Sphere of Rage is another one but...that is the least of their concerns out of the three he is thinking. The owner is still human and it cannot withstand being wounded. Plus, he has heard that that owner cannot stay in that state for too long, or else they can die from Cardiac Arrest or from a strange Illness that comes from the price of staying in that state for more than 24 hours. Then there That legendary piece...however, when was the last time that piece ever been heard off? 200-400 years? So the odds of facing someone with that piece are slim to none. Hmm...maybe...Oh, that piece…

“There are many of those families that are powerful, but it is nothing that we cannot handle.”

“...I see…”

“However…” That got the attention of the Prince.

“There is one very powerful family. So much that even with me as your bodyguard will be nearly impossible to defeat.” Nearly impossible? Even with Salamander’s help?!

“This family holds the legendary piece The Hexagon Of Fate. I assume you have heard of it correct?”

“Yes...it has the ability to tell the future of the owner and the people around him.”

“Correct. If we ever face such a family, chances are that we will not be able to overcome such power. But do not fret as I have heard that the owner of the said piece does not hold any grudge on your royal family or any of our people. As a matter of fact, he has been very helpful to our country. The President of Omega Corp. Leos Kishima.” Leos Kishima. Ah…

“I see...yes, I guess I am concern over nothing. With someone as powerful as him on our family side, we will not have to worry much about any of the other branch families going against us.”

“Yes...but it is good that you show concern for your people. That is one of the things that will make you a powerful king. Also, You have me, and as long as you have me on your side...I will not let anyone hurt you, my prince.”

“Salamander…” The Prince smile. Having Salamander on his side as his bodyguard ever since he was a kid has taught him everything he needs to have in order to become a strong and kind prince. And with him by his side...he will become a powerful king that will protect the country and his people.

“Salamander, Why?!” Ah, this is…

“...Prince...This is another lesson you should learn. Forgive me.” Said Salamander after a few minutes. He has a reason to betray him. It was for the good of the prince too. He will live this incident, this betrayal, and learn a valuable lesson from this. This...was the last thing he can do for him. One day...One day the prince will understand...he must always be careful, sometimes even your closest friend can one day become your worst enemy.

()

So this is what they call...He sees.

“Prince...Forgive me.”

()

Somewhere in India, a male felt something.

“My King...” the short brown-haired boy look toward his room to see one of his servants.

“It is something bothering you?”

“...No...It is nothing.” He has grown...he has become strong, and a ruler that will protect his people. Salamander...he has learned why he kept him alive during his betrayal...it was for him to become strong and careful. If he ever comes back...he will want a better answer. But...he has the feeling...that the day will never come.

“Salamander.”

()

Ah...so he has…

“Salamander...you serve me well...Good Job.” LeDutch knows...only Rusher is left...and maybe the small orange-haired girl.

“Meow.” Hmm...yes...it might be time for him to come out.

“Sir...the preparations are complete.”

“Excellent...there is one more thing I will like you to do. There’s a white-haired girl. I want you to capture her and keep her alive.” The soldier knows who he was talking about. He saw her. The one with the dolls by her side.

“Yes sir.” The soldier cut the call.

“I will soon get my revenge on you...Prime Minister.”

()

Rusher has reached the brown-haired boy.

“You keep surprising me every time Richard Kurosagi. However...This is it...If you think that these are my limits. Then I will have to disappoint you.” He was serious...The brow-haired felt it.

“Bring it on...I will match your power.” Rusher chuckles.

“We’ll see...I have only used this transformation once...No one not even Kula or LeDutch were able to see this...This...is my very own secret.” LeDutch? He must be talking about the one who the blue-haired is working for.

“Prepare yourself…” The blue-haired told the brown-haired boy before he is slowly engulfed in a bright blue cocoon. Richard look and saw something that his father described to him.

“Hmm...you can tell when The Sphere of Rage is active because the owner shows a red aura. It depends on the color too, the most aggressive one…”

“Is dark red.” Richard prepares himself...whatever comes out of that cocoon that has both light blue and red aura in it cannot be good!

“Thanks for waiting.” The cocoon just vanished?

Richard felt cold steel behind him. That was his arm cannon, wasn’t it? It felt different, three holes? So he can assume it can fire three shots simultaneously.

“I shall reward you with your death,” Rusher said. He was different than before. He has long hair and black spots were on both of his sky blue eyes. He has slim golden wings radiating with energy that sprouted from his back while he had two gold tails united together before the tip of both tails separate themselves. His arm cannon looked like a triple barrel shotgun with three different energy containers: One green, one blue, and one red. The cannon was making a motor sound similar to a computer fan. The body of the cannon was flat slim getting thicker as it reached the barrel section of the arm cannon. This was his Last Evolution...His dernière évolution: Le perfectionement.

Not even a second passed before the brow-haired teen turned and got three-barrel holes on his right shoulder and afterward was sent flying toward an obelisk by a kick from Rusher destroying said obelisk with ease.

Richard Kurosagi coughs as he got out of the rubble. His shirt torn to bits and only the bottom of his top remained.

He gasped in surprise as Rusher appeared in front of him and pointed his cannon again only this time being engulfed in a blast of three energies each with one-third of the blast part being the colors of the energy containers.

“Richard!!” Now the battle was visible to the red-haired girl as she saw her childhood friend being engulfed in the blast before the blast crashed near her and exploded.

“EEK!” The shaking of the platform force Alice to hold on the floor for dear life as the platform started to crack from the impact of Rusher’s attack’s aftermath.

Rusher looks at the giant tube shape hole he created with his attack. Now with a serious and focused face, the blue-haired scanned the destruction that he created. Hmm...he sense it...slim but is there. The boy was alive.

“Impressive…” Rusher said. He was not disappointed that the fight hasn’t ended yet. He looked further and saw something. A giant piece of Metal. Rusher saw the metal move before something moved it creating a strong tornado.

“Humph!” Rusher aimed at the tornado and unleashed another blast. The blast just went and cut the tornado clean in half. That small second allowed the brown-haired boy the opportunity to attack Rusher from behind.

“White Dragon…!” No other word was said.

*BANG*

Richard was shocked...he was so fast...not even he could see how he turned and shot him with his three-barrel perfect laser cannon. Not even a millisecond...a microsecond that’s what it took for Rusher to turn around and unleash his attack on the shoulder of the brow-haired teen.

“Seems you haven’t figured it out yet. Is for the better I guess.” Rusher told Richard Kurosagi while he slowly walks toward him. His legendary piece...was different. The star shape was gone and replaced by a leopard with stars shaped spots. The leopard had wings similar to a Pegasus while floating around it were two clock arms: one big one small that made a ticktock sound every-time the blue-haired male moved. Rusher reached his opponent and points his perfect laser cannon at the boy’s head.

“Your time is up.” With his, Estrella Del Leopardo awakened and Le perfectionement Rusher has now transcended into another being...he has become the perfect super-human soldier.