"Pb!" Lars screamed. as he ran towards him,

"Give it up, Loser!" Pb said preparing to counter.

As he stepped back to prepare his next punch he was surprised to find his foot submerged in a puddle.

"What the?"

Booom!

A huge water pipe below the field burst open flooding the scene with water.

As Lars strode forward, his eyes popped open as he felt a rush of ether explode throughout his body. Clasping his two fists together he shot his hands backward causing a shockwave of water to erupt behind him.

"PBBBBBBBBB!!!!" He shouted

PB gazed at Lars's rising water spectacle unable to grasp the situation. He remained arrogant as ever, taking Lars's second rising as another harmless attempt at a second go.

"Oh wow! Look at you splashing water everywhere! So this is your power? Water HAHA what are you going to splash me to death?" he said grabbing his sides.

"Obrian this is bad!" Mr Bene said.

"What's so bad about a high school scumbag getting what he deserves?" O'Brian said.

"But we are instructors! We are supposed to protect students! THe parents will ask questions as to why we did nothing!"

"What ever do you mean?" Obrian said tapping his glasses. "We were all predisposed dealing with a bursting water pipe, right Seymour?" Obrian said.

"Right, I see no problem with this." He answered Obrian. "He, get em Lars" he thought.

"Peter…. This kid…. He is getting stronger! You might want to-" Jeff began.

"Shut it!" Pb said thrusting Jeff aside.

"PB!" Lars boomed in a low murderous tone "This has been a long time coming… I can forgive you for what you've done to me.. But this…. THIS IS UNFORGIVABLE!" Lars screamed jetting out another blast of water.

"What are you gonna do it about it huh?" Pb challenged "Give Me Your Best Shot! But remember, I will get my turn afterwards!" He said smiling evilly.

"The light of the father shine brightly within you..." Lars heard in his head as the imgae of the old man came back into his mind. Lars closed his eyes and leaned back, bringing the torrent of water to a screeching halt. He reached deep within himself feeling the new rush of overwhelming power.

As he began to concentrate, he could feel an incredible sensation inside him. All around him were these tiny threads spilling out around him. He couldn't see the threads but he felt the smallest amount of resistance, as well as tiny sensations pulling him on the surface of his skin.

"Focus!" He thought "We do as Seymour said! Direct the lines together!"

He made an abrupt tugging attempt on the strings

BOOOM!

A huge puddle of water erupted behind him sprinkling the area with a tiny mist.

"HAHAHA is that the best you've got? Stop playing around and hit me already!" Pb gloated.

Lars began to tense up allowing the water to run up the invisible strings circling him in a column of water again.

"I see…" He said grinning "So…. With all the ether these strings attached to me… and the flood of water comes when I tense my muscles… I wonder what would happen… If I gathered them all in one place!" He shouted.

He leaned back preparing a punch aimed at Pb gathering as many strings as he could into the small area of his fist.

"Yeh! Now Run!" he said, running the water down the strings into his fist.

As he commanded the water began to blast into his hand and emerge from the cracks in his fist like a burst fire hydrant.

"I hope you're ready!" Lars said, taking off in a jet. "Here I come!"

He was really trailblazing now. The torrent of water pulsed behind him as if he were on a jet ski blasting an arc of water in his trail! He was nearing air bike speeds now.

As he sprinted towards PB with the water flushing out from his fingertips, he wore the cold scorn of vengeance in his eyes.

Pb taken aback by this change in Lars's expression took a step backwards.

"What is this?" Pb thought as a strange feeling overcame him "Is this… fear?

"You laughed at me" Lars said

"No There's no way!" Pb said reassuring himself "I'm not afraid of some two bit loser like him… NEVER!" Pb thought, taking a step forward back into his stance.

"You beat me down over and over again"

But as Lars got closer and closer he couldn't help but feel a pale tinge of apprehension lingering on the cusp of his throat.

"Peter!" Jeff yelled trying to grab PBs attention.

If he took a blow like that as he was, even PB…. No that was impossible!" Jeff thought as he watched Lars watery torrent of vengeance close in on PB.

"But every time, I got back up!"

Lars's was just a few feet away now. He looked angry as ever. His hair jostled in the high wind of the turbulence of his speed as well as his clothes, giving him a much larger appearance then normal.

Yet Still, Pb definitively stood his ground with his arms lowered ready to embrace the blow.

"PETEERRRRR!" Jeff screamed from behind him. Lars was just inches away from him now.

It couldn't have been more than a moment, no definitely less than a second, but all of a sudden a terrible anxiety overwhelmed the arrogant Peter Brown.

" If….. I don't guard this attack… if I don't protect myself I'm going to die..." He thought. He was only milliseconds from contact but the reality had just sunk in.

"There's…. There's no way he should be able to hurt me… hes… hes just a loser….' he thought as the water from Lars's knuckle began to splash his face.

"Now the time has come where you will lie at my feet!" Lars screamed

In the last moment before Larss connected, PB shrouded a small portion of his face and mouth in lead alloy preparing himself for the blast.

Lars' eyes pulsed with rage as he saw the now shocked PB trying to recover from his pompous stance by raising his hands and shielding himself. His hands were already lowered and at Lars's distance there was no way He could manage to block it in time.

"This one is for Nina!" Lars shouted. "Water Buster!"

CREEEAAAAAAAAAAKKK!

The sound of a loud metal crunch filled the air, briefly followed up by some loud splashes of water and the sound of a devastating thunderbolt.

Lars's blow had been devastating.

The blow had connected at PBS jaw sending him flying cross the other side of the field . As he catapulted through the air smashing through branches of trees he skid on the ground for a bit like a tossed rock skipping on the tide before slamming into a giant bolder. Fully incapacitated from the attack he fell to the floor with his eyes still spinning from the shellshock..

"Yoo!!!!!!!!! That was awesome yo!" Reggie yelled grabbing Lars

"Yeh! That son of a bitch dese- I mean, your in big trouble young man!" Seymour yelled.

Within moments two Shifters in white jackets appeared on the field. The words S.P.A medical were written across their backs.

"We are S.P.A medical! Is this the boy who needed medical attention!" They said.

"No," Obrian interjected. "There is a boy knocked into the forest behind us, please tend to his wounds first, Reggie, are you capable of escorting Lars, to Medical?"

"Yes sir Obrian sir!" Reggie said. Flipping Lars's arm over his shoulder, he slowly walked him away from the field.

"Axel! That was awesome!" Reggie yelled gleefully. "When did you get so strong?"

"I don't know..." Lars said. "He said something about Miriya and I just lost it.."

"Well whatever you did, it was awesome!" Reggie yelled.

All of a sudden, Lars and Regggie felt a strong gust picking up around them. At first it was just a strong wind but then it turned into a storm blowing their clothes in a powerful turbulence.

"Who's that?" Reggie said pointing into the skies.

A Shifter with green hair descended from the sky blocking their path. He stood with his arms folded, seemingly upset about something.

"Lance!" Reggie yelled. "What are you doing here! Get out of the way! I've gotta get Axel to medical!"

"Hmph!" Lance said eyeing Lars carefully

"What is this guys problem?" Lars thought

"Reggie" Lance said "I hate to burst your bubble" he said walking forward

"But the boy you have in your arms is not Axel!"