Eternity's Crossroads RPG

Year 2028

The smell of burnt flesh lingered in the hot air, a girl with short black hair smiled, her teeth glimmering in the dim light as a chuckle escaped from her lips. She was standing over something that was now charcoal black from top to bottom, if someone didn’t know it was a person before, they would have never guessed by looking at the corps now.

“Did you really think you could try and betray me like that, Cover?” The girls familiar red eyes focused on the burned corps that had a couple of kunai sticking out of its back. “The one time you find out how to think for yourself, and look where it gets you.” She then sat down on the body, snapping could be heard as the body’s arm fell off and its back cracked. “Goes to show you how stupid humans really are.”

Just then, a ring raced through the air from her back pocket. “This better be important, I’m having a private conversation with someone.” Her cell phone flipped open and now standing on top of the body.

“Yes Lady Hotaru, I think… I think we found where The Wanderer is hidden at, as well as his followers.” A female voice could be heard from the other side of the phone.

A crooked smile traced across her face . “And how about the where about of my dear bother?”

“Um… sorry Lady Hotaru, we haven’t found him yet. Every time we find a lead, it turns out to have already gone cold in only a few minutes.”

“I see… send me the coordinates for our dear Wanderers location, and do not stop looking for my brother, I want him found and alive. I need something from him.” Finishing talking she flipped the phone closed once more as she began to walk out of the ally way she was in.

The city around her she was in was gloomy, thick smog lingered as most buildings were in ruins. This city, the city of Los Angeles had been abandon for the past five years after the young Uchiha Hotaru turned on the hero team, We Are Legend.

Year 2017

A late teenage girl stood before Uchiha NeVann, her head bowed down as her black hair covered her face. Her red and black armor hug onto her body as she then looked back up at him. Her eyes a deep green and her skin tanned from training all day in the sun.

Today was the day that Hotaru had finished her ninja training with her father. For the past seven years she had trained with NeVann to only do one thing, become the best ninja in the world. Today was the first day she actually felt that, the years of sacrifice and training had come to an end as well as for her twin brother, Sozuko. But, to make sure that each child had enough training time, NeVann decided to train them separately the past five years. While one child was with him, the other would be with Feral Nova, learning how to control their fire power.

“Well Hotaru.” Her father spoke, a small smile broke on his face as he kept his arms crossed. “Today, was your last day of training, I have nothing left to teach you. The only thing for you to do now, is to go off and train on your own, and to try and create techniques of your own.”

Bowing down once more Hotaru clapped her hands together and lowered her head. “Thank you father, I will not disappoint you.”

“I know you wont princess.” He said as he placed his hand on her shoulder.

The next day, after her final training session with her mother, Feral Nova, Hotaru decided to go off and do what her father said, train on her own for the next three years. She wanted to see how she could develop her skills by herself and with other people. With the blessing of both parents and her family at WAL, Hotaru went off on her own for the first time, and away from her brother, Sozuko.

What her parents didn’t know, would be their undoing.

For the past three years, Hotaru got back in touch with an old family member, one that Nova and NeVann had forgotten about, Aztek the lost. When Hotaru was younger and more innocent, she went off to find her ‘Tio Aztek’ to see if he would help her continuing her training. What she didn’t know, was that he would use his powers to corrupt her mind and us her to do his bidding.

2020

An entire 3 years rolled by as the now twenty-one year old young woman came back to Los Angeles and to the WAL HQ. Being welcomed with open arms the girl seemed… more distant than before. The once energetic, happy, innocent girl seemed to have disappeared and was now replaced by a whole other person. This girl, was more quite, very observant, and never showed emotion. Not only was Hotaru’s personality different, but so was the way she looked. Her once dark brown hair seemed to have turned jet black, her green eyes which seemed to have lives of their own, now seemed dead as her tan also faded away, leaving her with a pasty pail look.

Not sure what happened and wanting to know what caused this change, NeVann took her on a camping trip over in Japan for a weekend, to try and catch up with her daughter. What he didn’t know, was that the daughter he once knew was now dead.

Alone in the camping trip, Hotaru managed to convince NeVann to go into a ‘Father Daughter spar’ to show him just how powerful she had become in the three years time. The spar began slowly, exchanging small blows and tossing kunai’s around. Then the battle became more intense. The two then turned on their sharingan, using it on each other as the two began to unleash powerful jutsu’s upon the land.

Their battle continued like this until Sunday morning. The two now exhausted and weak, and NeVann still holding back. Hotaru knew he was holding back, and this angered her. Why was he holding back? His very life depended on his skills as a Ninja and he refused to use his deadly attacks on her, why? Declaring him as weak and unfitting to be a ninja, Hotaru then used the power that Aztek gave her, the power to have the Death Touch.

This attack uses the perfect control of chakura, and a lot of it, leaving the user weak and vulnerable after using it. With a smirk she flicked her right hand up, and a eerie black glow could be seen coming from her hand. Not waisting time, she then concentrated on the burning sensation inside her, her power she was waiting to use for the last possible moment, fire.

Taking a deep breath she then threw her left hand up, her entire body burst into blinding white flames, causing NeVann to turn his head for a split second, and with that second, she took to her advantage. Bursting into a sprint she made it right behind NeVann and thrust her glowing hand at the back of his head, only to have him grab her by the midsection of his arm, his skin blistering from the fire that covered her body. Holding back the urge to scream in pain NeVann did his best to hold her arm away, but it was only a matter of time before the flames became to intense for him.

As soon as her hand touched his skin, his soul was sucked up into her own body and his body fell lifeless the ground.  Scooping up the body of her fallen father, she began to slowly make her way back to Los Angeles, to show her mother and the rest of WAL what had happened.

Lying threw her teeth, Hotaru told Stephanie that the two were attacked by a near by village who claimed that the two WAL ninjas were trespassing their land, and attacked the two with no mercy. While in the battle, she clamed that NeVann sacrificed himself to save her. While her mother accepted the story, other members of the team, were not so sure about the false tale.

2021

After the death of her father, Feral Nvoa fell into a deep depression and stopped teaching Young WAL, and participating in missions, only doing paper work and doing anything that required her attention as a leader. For an entire year, this dragged on. While others tried to help her and talk to the older fire goddess, Hotaru simply stood from afar, seeming to almost study her mother. Until one day, she decided to put her mother out of her misery.

The day was busy, WAL members ran all around the Untied States on missions while only a couple of members stayed behind to help Stephanie with paper work and teach the Young WAL children. Hotaru was one of the members who stayed behind, to set her plan in motions for her broken mother. While Stephanie was doing paper work on the last team mission, the rouge WAL ninja made her way down to the kitchen. While humming a tune, Mr. French, the team butler, was mixing the batter for her mothers chocolate chip cookies. As soon as the elderly helper walked out of the area to get a ringing phone, Hotaru slipped in a yellow liquid inside the batter, the juice from berries of a daphne plant, the juices from it.

As soon as the cookies were finished, Hotaru took the cookies to her mother, freshly made so that the poison was still at its peak and presented them to Feral Nova. It only took a few minutes for the poison to course through the now older heroes body and upon her last minutes of life, Hotaru began to explain what really happened to NeVann, and her plans on taking down WAL.

A week later, after the funeral for Feral Nova, Obi and a couple of other WAL members began to look over the memory chip that Stephanie had implanted inside her from when she first joined with WAL. While going through her last moments of life, they found out what Hotaru was up to, and how she was responsible for the death of both NeVann and Nova.

As Obi went to go get her, the ninja girl already took off, leaving the city. But before she left, she managed to take Feral Nova’s swords both, The Honoo Tachi and the Nova Blade. Not only did she take her mothers things, but also items that belonged to NeVann, such as his Yakamoshi Katana.

2022

Nothing was heard from Hotaru again, not until one full year later. This time, Hotaru sent WAL a message, telling them to meet her in Japan for an all out battle. She was determined to kill off the rest of WAL, while WAL was ready to kill her off. The entire team made it over to the location in which Hotaru told them to go. As they stood and waited for the battle to begin, they soon found out that Hotaru made some friends over the year she was gone. Joining her side were a couple of old ‘friends’. Poison Ninja, a woman from the dissembled team The Hand stood by Hotaru’s side, while the stealthy Homicide stood on the other side of Hotaru. The three woman stood tall with each other as they watched WAL lined up for the fight.

As soon as the fight started, Hotaru knew that she was either going to be killed, or send WAL in a run for their lives, and the rouge ninja wasn’t ready to die just yet. The battle went on for days, both sides holding up, but then things were changed when Hotaru shifted her focus from multiple WAL members to one, Obi Wan Kenobi. Using her fire clone jutsu she learned as a child, the seven clones watched Hotarus back as she went after her ‘Tio Obi’. Using his lightsabers, the two battled it out, the power of The Force against the deadly ninja. Just then, in the middle of their fight, Hotaru’s right hand began to glow, that black eerie glow that took care of NeVann, her death touch. Without knowing what that was, Obi attempted to block the attack with his own fist, only to make direct contact with the ninjas hand, and instantly, the Jedi masters body fell limp onto the ground. The rest of the WAL members suddenly stopped their assault and with wide eyes, stared at the fallen leader.

“Retreat!” A voice could be heard yelling from a distance.

Suddenly WAL began to run, but not without having to sacrifice more of their own. Before the team could escape, the three fighters with Hotarus clones, managed to capture Sherry, King Saturn and John Valentine, or more like, kill the three before they escaped.

Claiming victory over this battle Hotaru stood over her victums and held out her arms above her. Concentrating kept her eyes cloths as she used another gift that Aztek gave her, the ability to take ONE power or skill from a person SHE killed or she could take an item from the fallen and instantly become a master in using it. This was Aztek’s gift to Hotaru.

Shifting over to Sherry she then lowered her hands and had them hovering over her body, taking a deep breath, small swirl of purple energy came out from her abdomen and into the hands of Hotaru. Opening her eyes once more Hotaru smirked as she then thrust out her left arm at the fallen female hero, and instantly the body turned into a block of ice.

“Now I’ll be even with Sozuko.” She smirked as she moved over to John’s body. He too didn’t seem to have any weapon or item that would catch her interest, so she took one of his powers too, the power of accelerated healing. As soon as the power was in her body, her tissue, muscles, tendons, everything was slowly regenerating on its own, and quickly.

Moving onto the next fallen, she stood over King Saturn, he too didn’t seem to have much on him, so she took his power of immortality. However, this wasn’t the type of immortality she first thought. She couldn’t die from sickness, or old age, but she could still die in battle. A little disappointed in this power, she moved on to the Jedi.

Looking down at Obi’s body she smirked as she caught a gimps of the handle of his most famous lightsaber, The Equalizer. Reaching out, as soon as her fingers touched the handle bar, she imminently knew how to use it. Pulling it away from the corps she flipped it on and began to move it around her, twirling it in her hand as she spun in circles with the white beam creating a light around her. She stopped and looked back down at the saber with a smile. “I can get used to this…” she said as she turned it off and kept it firmly in her hands.

“Lady Hotaru.” Poison ninja asked walking up to her. “The others, what shall we do about them?”

Not bothering to look up she began to chuckle. “We hunt down the ‘legends’ and bring darkness into their light.”

2028

Kicking the old rusted door  of the once legendary WAL HQ, Hotaru quickly made her way down to the basement. According to Homicide, the group was at one of the last places she would have ever looked… the WAL moon base that her father had just finished working on before she killed him. Moving down the dark steps of the dusted basement of the building, she lit up her body so she could see more less where she was going. The items down there seemed to have been untouched for years, even before Hotaru took over the base, but that didn’t mattered, what did was finding the one she wanted the most, The Wanderer.

Standing in front of the D.O.V.E teleporter she imputed the coordinates that were given, then the machine roared to life. Power was still on in the building and the teleporter could be heard warming up as a flickering of blue light seemed to come from the center of it, growing and becoming brighter.

The past four years, Hotaru managed to claim a couple of more lives, Precise; who she took his gift of geo-Kinesis, and Common; taking simple fighting styles she had yet to have knowledge of and now Cover, who was the spy for the rebels. Now having her gift of phasing.

A beep could be heard as the teleporter was now ready and without wasting time while pulling out The Equalizer in her right hand she jumped through the portal. One second she was WAL HQ and next she was standing inside the WAL Moon base. Filled with excitement she took a deep breath and yelled out.

“IZAAC!” her eyes changed from her dead green to the red of the sharingan. “COME HERE YOU HERO SCUM AND ACCEPT YOUR FATE!” She rushed in hunting down the magic man.

Inside the WAL HQ Feral Nova was busy talking with the Young WAL.

“And that’s why you should never take candy from strangers.” Nova smiled as she nod her head at the children. While some looked at her like if she was crazy, the more younger ones simply sat in awe. “Any questions?”

Amy rose her hand, her face filled with confusion. “But… why can we not take candy, but we can take cookies from strangers?”

“Because, cookies-“ She was cut off by her communicator. “Oops, sorry, gatta go kids, Peace out!” She yelled as she dashed out of the room and into the hallway where she saw the French Maid dusting some art pieces.

“Heya French!” she yelled as she dashed pass her and made her way down to the second level of the building, the infirmary.

“Now just make sure you come back for your second series of shots Obi, I’m serious.” Nurse Hope’s voice could be heard coming from the room as The Jedi Master could be seen walking out of the office, holding onto his arm.

“As long as it gets me dinner and a movie with you.” He flashed a smile and winked. “I’ll even be extra early for them.” He then turned to Stephanie. “Women, they cant keep their hands off of me.”

Rolling her eyes Nova playfully socked his arm that he was holding, gritting his teeth in pain he slouched over just a little and glared back at the fire goddess. “Meanie.” He huffed under his breath as he walked away.

Today was immunization day, where all the members of WAL had to be injected with the latest immunizations that were just released by the UNSC just earlier that week. So most, if not all, of the members could be seen walking around, waiting for their turn for the injections, or resting just after the injections.

“Are you ready for your injections Stephanie?” Nurse Hope smiled as she snapped on some rubber gloves.

“You know… I don’t do too well with needles… how about I take a rain check? I think Cly, Ferro and Wanderer might need their shots more than me.” She began to back away from the nurse.

“Nova, don’t make this hard, just stand still and I’ll give you your shot.” She pulled out a massive needle.

Screaming on the top of her lungs Nova stood still as the shots were given to her, screaming bloody murder every time the needle was pulled out.

“Alright, all done.” The nurse said with a smile as she put a smiley face band aid on the heroes arm.

“oohhh smile!” Nova smiled at Hope as she walked out of the room, looking at some of the office people who were waiting to get their immunizations done. “What… I’m scared of needles, leave me alone!” she walked deeper into the HQ.

The Moon, Year 2028

Hotaru's room, WAL Headquarters, Year 2009

Wanderer's room, WAL Headquarters, Year 2009

2017

2022

Present

2028

Feeling the warm crisp breeze brush across his and sending his raven colored hair dance behind him. Vann is sitting in his favorite place when hiding, the roof of the W.A.L. Tower. It's a place that very few member of W.A.L. and UNSC personal ever comes. The reason for his hiding was the fact that today was immunization day, Though must people would say he was the greatest ninja living to date but he really didn't care for needles and shots. But this wouldn't be the first time he skipped out immunization day, last time he use the sharingan to create a genjutsu to make the nurse think she gave him a shot. The time before that he sent a shadow clone in his place. Hmmm... I know Kenobi was in line not to long so he should be getting his shot right about now. Focusing his chakra to the sole of his feet he began to cling to the side of the building as if he was spider-man or something.  Walking vertically down the build, Vann finally reached the nurses office. He peeked his head in the open window right as Nova screamed like she was getting her appendix removed with any type of  anesthetics. Flipping and land in crouched postion in the window seal the shinobi, though did not have the right began laughing at Nova's reaction to the shots. Nurse Hope at that point quickly truned her attention to the ninja. "NeVann just the ninja I was looking for. You know it's your turn for you shots and I hope we don't have a repeat showing of a shadow clone you you hypnotizing my with that Sharingan of yours will we?" Vann's eyes widened as he saw her go for the needles. "You know I don't get something about you heros, you put yourselves on the line time after time, coming back with stabs and peircing wounds but as soon as you see a need-le?" Before she could turn around Vann was already half way to the street.

And the worlds great shinobi makes another great escape hahahaha! He yealled out as he was gliding through the air before reaching the ground. Hmmm.... Now how am I going to kill the next couple of hours until Nurse Hope goes home for the day? As he walked away form WAL tower still trying to come up with something to do, he found himself in downtown infront of his favorite arcade. Sweet!!! street fighter 4 here I come. After count less hours and quarters laters Vann found himself back at WAL tower. With most staff and personal gone, plus the fact that he hadn't actually slept in the tower in who knows how long he decided to surprise Nova. Sneaking her room trying not to wake her Vann slipped into her bed before cuddling up with her and started to fall asleep.

As his eyes became heavy and right as he dozed off the echoing sound of Wanderer's voice rang in his head. NEVANN! STEPH! WAKE UP, THERE'S EMERGENCY IN HOTARU'S ROOM!!! Jumping up from Nova's bed and made a b-line to the twin's room. As a cloud smoke filled and settled Vann appeared crouched down with a kunai pressed against the the intruder's chest were his heart was. Mr. Boogie man you picked the wrong little's girl bed to pop up from under. Holding out his free arm and motioning Hotaru to stay back. Then rising to a vertical state he got a good look at the invader's face and a puzzled look washed over his face. Looking at Wanderer then back at the intruder then to Wanderer again. Umm either someone old is a bad shapeshifter or they aged this clone to far but Izaac he looks alot like... like you... Distracted for a moment, Vann noticed the person that looked like Izaac materialized  another weapon and went to stab Hotaru in the mist of Vann's confusion. Bringing his hand left hand that was hold the kunai, up and back behind him. He deflected the dagger away form Hotaru and went to deliver a chakra filled right upercut to the invaders stomach. Now unless I get some damn good anwsers on why you broken in to a place full of superhuman, looking like a elder version of Wanderer and most of all trying to kill my daughter. I don't think you'll be making it out of here in anything other then a bodybag.

El Paso, TX

- (Dream) -

   His eyes wondered across the horrible field wildly. Every step ended with looking back to where he had last been. How can I help her, she’s dying. His mind went to everywhere, thinking of objects to use to protect the most important person in his life. Her life was giving off; her groans went loudly through the air. She was caught between two fallen poles, her mind slowly breaking as they heavily began to fall. “Son, momma isn’t gonna make it. Go to the moon, there you’ll find some friends that I abandoned a long time ago; it was too dangerous to keep you and be with them. Go, the building will fall. It will fall.”

  “ I can teleport,  I can get you out.”  He said strongly, his gaze falling upon his mother.” You cannot Adrian. This building will fall. I will die, you will run. That is how it will be. There’s no way for you to get us both out, you’re not that strong. GO!” She said, his mother Linda, known as Mutate had a strong voice at the end. For the meek voice at the beginning ran through his ears though. He couldn’t let it go. But he had too, immediately after he was pushed out of the room, his mother looking the door behind him. “ Why!” He yelled, laid across the floor with his hands in his face. Then he knew, he wasn’t strong, he couldn’t maintain two souls in a teleportation. No way of survival, that’s why she had done it. Now there was no way to get her to come with him.

  Then a voice rang in his ear.” Son, I love you. I left good friends a long time ago, they are on the moon, stay on earth until they set out for you, once they do be ready. Remember I always loved you.” He couldn’t answer back. Immediately the building began to fall, the whole reason because of rogue villains robbing a three story bank, with that weight upon his mom he knew that she would die. As the foundation began to rock Adrian teleported, closing his eyes and not opening them. Blankness shrouded him.

REAL WORLD: TWO DAYS LATER

  He bent down and dropped the rose on the ground. The grave before him held one name. Linda Negron. Other words of solitude remained there too but had no time to read them. Adrian’s eyes remained droopy. They were tired and destroyed. The events he had learned about led him to many things. Adrian had learned about his mother’s team, WAL. How they were hiding, all this because of a man called Wanderer.

Now he stood by his mother’s grave. The cold, blistering wind of North Dakota raining down upon him. Stinging his soul, his mind, and his empathy for the world. It was a joke at first, to him, the world was useless and not needed, but if it produced killers he respected it only in that way. Adrian had found the rogue villains, after this visit that was his next stop; he didn’t know what he planned to do. Revenge wouldn’t make him a villain or would it? “I spite this grave, my mother could have been saved, and instead a thousand pounds of pressure squashed her against the ground. I will revenge this death, and any other relevant to it.”

Then he was gone, a jacket that had protected him no longer danced wildly across the air, now it was in a dark room. Two men looked up at them, their greedy faces changing into wonder. They had been counting money. Then one spoke with a British voice.” Who the hell are ya?” Adrian smiled, “ You don’t know?”

   Silence followed for a moment, and then he continued.” I’m your worst nightmare, a dream gone wrong. You won’t be having any more dreams in hell. Immediately the two men made for the pistols concealed behind them. Adrian silently kicked in his telepathy. Breaking down their fragile mental barriers and then laying waste until he had final and absolute control over them. “ Petty thieves deserve a petty death don’t you think?” With his mind control the two men agreed.” Huh, yes they do.” Adrian smiled for a flicker of the moment.” Don’t you remember that you were going to kill yourself? Put the gun in your mouth.” The question and then a declarative sentence did the job. The two villains held the gun to their heads. “Now fire.” BAM! Two bullets in unison, sounding alike, rang through the air. Blood rang across the walls as the two men slumped against it.” Aw… Too bad. I thought I could get along with you.  Oh well, I got my revenge, our dirty little secret.” With the two orchestrated homicides Adrian levitated the only phone in the apartment up. Mentally dialing 911 as it did in real life without his hand Adrian waited for someone to pick up.  The operator did a short while later.

“Um… sir I heard one gunshot from this apartment, I don’t know where I am at so if you could trace the call that would be greatly appreciated, I think someone’s dead. PLEASE HURRY!” In a smile he dropped the phone and then teleported. He was in and out of existence for a moment, but in that short moment he landed in the middle of a penthouse. His mother had left him a heavy financial fortune, the only sweet part to the sour dilemma. Quickly he was in the bed, taking a deep slumber. The Wanderer had told him to keep low and that he would be contacted soon. So now Adrian waited for the Wanderer to tell him to come, until then he would plan and scheme, his revenge had left nice room for life’s desires. Adrian only had a couple of days until those desires were fulfilled.

Myriads of feelings clouded the man's mind, having failed to eliminate a threat before it started, he figured that time might be immune to that kind of changes.  As his tears neared his throat they froze due to the radiating magic of the snow dagger being pressed there, keeping him from going any closer to the young girl.  In desperation he tried something he knew deep down wouldn't work, talking his way out of it.  After all he was talking to his younger self, and he knew himself too well to know it would work.  Look, Izaac, there's a lot more to it than it may look. But--  Interrupted by a sudden burst of smoke, he got the urge to look to the left, although having a freezing blade pushed through him helped resist the urge.  In the corner of his eye he saw how the smoke ceased, and before he knew anything else, a kunai was pointed to his heart. Mr. Boogie man you picked the wrong little's girl bed to pop up from under.  He looked straight at the ninja's face and recognized him immediately.  NeVann..!, he whispered.  Seeing someone who had been dead for so many years was such a strange experience, so only unconsciously he noticed that the younger Izaac had removed the freezing blade around his throat.  A wave of confusion heard from NeVann's mind appeared as soon as their eyes met, as the ninja seemed to note the two Wanderers' similarity.  Uhmm either someone old is a bad shapeshifter or they aged this clone too far but Izaac he looks a lot like...like you...

Seeing another sudden opportunity to complete his mission while the legendary ninja was confused, the elder time traveller gathered up some of the immediate moisture in the air, to his hand and freezing it into a compact form of a sharp dagger, and he swung it towards Hotaru.  NeVann was predictably too fast to allow that to happen, and with a blow to the hand the piece of ice was thrust into a wall and shattered.  Faster than he could react, a chakra-augemented uppercut was sent to his gut.  To him, it wouldn't have made a difference if his stomach had been punched by compact steel, it still hurt as much.  Falling to the floor covering his gut, he listened to what the ninja who had been long dead to him would have to say.  Now unless I get some damn good answers on why you broken in to a place full of superhuman, looking like a elder version of Wanderer and most of all trying to kill my daughter...I don't think you'll be making it out of here in anything other than a bodybag.  Raising up while whiping away the blood from his mouth and trying to block out the pain, he first turned his head around to the younger Izaac who's expression was puzzled and slightly afraid, then looking straight at NeVann.  Huh...you know, it's so strange seeing you here, alive...anyway. I'll tell you everything as soon as she is out of here!, he stated, pointing to the ten-year old girl while looking at her with hateful eyes.  It's not meant for her to hear.

About a minute later...
The door to the room just shut, and the elder Wanderer lifted the hood, revealing pitch-black, relatively long hair. Keeping both hands behind his back while looking down at the floor, he spoke, mainly to NeVann and secondly to the younger Izaac.  Well...first of all, yeah, I'm not a shapeshifter or a clone. I really am The Wanderer, Izaac Drake...of the future.  Sensing the sudden wave of surprise, denial and finally..realization..from the 16-year old boy behind, he continued.  It started several years ago, but you've not quite reached that point yet. When your training with Hotaru and Zuko finished, they both left to train for themselves. During that time, we believe Hotaru reestablished contact with the Shadow God, Aztek the Lost. That's the only thing that would explaine her sudden change in behavior. Soon after her return to WAL, she murdered you, Stephanie, Obed, Sherry, Jonathan, Eric, Linda and many more. She also somehow activated Mangekyou Sharingan, and only thanks to Zuko have gone hiding, she hasn't achieved the eternal Mangekyou yet. Also, the only reason I'm still alive is that she underestimated me when she supposedly "killed" me. I managed to regenerate, like he--  He motioned to Izaac, whose eyebrows were arched in anger and disbelief.  --already did once. You should still have that in fresh memory. Well, either way, the WAL survivors, like Cly, Zuko, Mutate's son Revolt, have all gone into hiding. Hopefully, Hotaru's even dead now...I did set up a trap on our moon base that she fell right into. But I can't be sure until I go back. My mission here was to make sure that our future doesn't become the same as yours, even if it meant that I had to kill a ten year old girl. And believe me, I won't try it again, I never did like killing in the first place.  Sighing...he couldn't think of any more to say.  He looked to Izaac who had his arms crossed, and still seemed to have a hard time believing it.  Read my mind...find out the truth.  The younger Wandderer's eyebrows arched as he scanned his mind, but couldn't find any trace of made-up stories...everything that had been said was true as far as they could know.  Speaking mentally to NeVann while still letting the elder hear, he stated:  I can't tell if it's true or not, but he DOES believe what he's saying. Huh...

New York- Private Investigators' office,TWELFTH AND MAINE, MANHATTAN

  Underneath the blanket of sunny sky a fierce face sat, a window in view, he saw it. The sun was shining brilliantly through the window, but he could see one image. His own unlite face. There was nothing but pure anger, relenting to break. Adrian was alone, but his face was like another person, someone you despised but yet, unlike his self attraction loved. He knew he was being the pesturizing fool that everyone had grown up with, that one person that ticked you off. So as he sat, his left leg folded over his right, Adrian had only one thought, the thought of his hatred brought him constant pain, his mother's eyes always gleamed in his mind, yet he knew his revenge was undone. Adrian had bought a private investigator to help find his mother's killers. The Investigator had already told him about the two villains who he had killed only a couple, hopless hours before. Now the investigator had another, more important to tell him. Something about a mastermind behind the whole thing, and the true person who held his mother's death for account. That person would be his next target, and if that didn't work another middle man would be killed, if Adrian's strength had all but gone, it was surely but slowly seeping back through every nook and cranny within his body, the blue pulsing blood going through his veins with more ferocity. Now, he only had several minutes to find the truth, his investigator, a theif was about to be apprhended, unto his knowledge, and if he didn't leave he would be caught and jailed too.

   The investigator entered quickly and briskly. Appearing only from the back room door that was his office. The door Adrian had entered from was right behind his head, and the Investigators' assisstent had let him in after waiting in the same room which opted as the assisstences room and the waiting room. Her desk, the assisstances, was the same one you would find anywhere, the only difference was it's cherry oak wood that illuminated it with the rays of light. When the Investigator had sat down in the seat across the table, it's leather interior was naturally bright. " How was your stay in the waiting room Mr. Negron?" The Investigators' voice rang harshly upon the mellow tone. " As expected Mr. Scovi, and Ms. Gerared if thats correct gave me a sincere welcome, now what information do you have, i'm young and so is the day, what else do you have?" Mr. Scovi anwsered slowly, opening his suit case in a Investigators mannor and then pulled some papers. Neatly stacking them onto the desk Mr. Scovi silently pulled to old age, victorian style sglasses. " These were my Great, Great, Great Grandfathers. He wa-" Mr. Scovi slipped them on and Adrian didn't want a history lesson on the Scovi's family story." Get to the point Mr. Scovi. I told you again, I am tired and not in a considerate mood for your dull family history."

    Mr. Scovi looked angry at first, then his shoulders went into a casual shrug. " As I expected from a young boy." If being the insult Adrian did not take notice. Mr. Scovi was about four times his own age. Adrian being fifteen and with a cash fund in the bank was much richer than the old sixty year old man who slyed himself upon only his grey stroked hair, which was non-wavy and mexican style, which Adrian had expected at first was Mr. Scovi's actual heritage. Then he found out Scovi was only short for Scovinski and the old baggard was John Scovinski jr. His Great, Great, Great, Grandfather had moved with his wife and four sons to America, being the second wave of immigrants to pass through from one country to another, more free one. " Mr. Scovi, I admire your generosity with me because you think i'm broke but I am rich, again I have no time for these limitations with you. I am advanced for my age and I don't want your old tales of glory ruining my twentieth century aged life." Mr. Scovi, upon hearing that, had his face change into a deepful face of hate. He mumbled some vulgar words and then began. " Okay, well as you know I found your killer..." He paused for a moment nodding in admarition to himself"... As of now I have found who I think is the mastermind, keep in your mind that this is not a case I have had before. Continuing on that thought I would say that a Gregory Geff, a local hitman provider provided the killers the job on your mother, may she rest in peace. His address is just down the street ironically, heres a picture, that's really all I have to offer besides my condolences to your dead mother.

  " Thank you, good bye Mr. Scovi.I don't hope to see you again. The information you have just given me will be all I need to close this case.."Shly he lied".. and the police will find, apprehend, and jail them for my mother's murder." With a voice of hatred Adrian bursted from his seat, grabbed the picture in Mr. Scovi's handed and walked out of the room." Good bye Mr. Negron." The assisstence said with a happy smile, that was until Adrian walked out without acknowledging him and her face became a frown. " Bastard." The words came quickly to her mouth as he did not return. The truth was Adrian was already down the street. In front of the initial masterminds' door. Gregory wouldnt be living any longer, Adrian knew that for a fact. " My turn." He said, lowering his head and then quickly kicking the door, with his telekinesis boosting the kick by creating a telekinetic field around his foot the door hesitantly but quickly busted open, flying across the room and hitting the wall adjacent. Then he walked in, suit in tow. He wasn't dressed in his super clothing but he still was a  menacing figure. Without a hand he quickly walked in. " Mr. Gregory." The man appeared from behind a kitchen wall, appearently he had been eating. Now he had a cold, steel gun in his hand. Adrian lifted his hands in defense. Then a quick two shots were fired. Adrian created a telekinetic shield, the bullet stopped dead in their tracks, in flashing lights they stopped and were suspended in the air having lodged into the telepathic shield. Turning the bullets Adrian smiled happily." Not Nice Mr. Gregory." Then he pushed his right hand forwards at super human speeds. The bullets pushed forward and hit Gregory through the right shoulder and right underneath his chest, near the right leg. Gregory fell, groans, screaming, and moaning were on the order as Adrian had expected.

    Adrian walked over to Gregory, he didn't want to touch the bleeding man so he levitated him up into the air in a vertical form. Gregory looked up, gurgled, and then spit out pure blood towards Adrian. He was unable to dodge it, the blood splattered across his face. " God Damnit." His voice rang angerly into the air. Wiping the blood from his face with his left hand Adrian kept his right hand controlling the motion holding Gregory up."Okay, time for buisness. You contracted to people to kill my mom by luring her to a bank heist. Tell me who gave you the job, and why you took it." Adrian's face was stern and after Gregory didn't anwser he tightened his grip on the man. " TELL ME." His teeth gritted, all the whitness held within them could be seen. " UGH! Alright. I'll tell you, i'll tlel you.Firslty, I don't like supers. They annoy the hell out of me. So when one came for a job I turned her down, then she slowly started breaking my fingers until the five on my left were completly destroyed..." Gregory showed his hand which Adrian noticed for the first time. A huge cast laid on his hand and it look grotesque just from sight. Then Greegory continued.".... I agreed her job to kill a hero upon the looking of a robbery heist. Unhappily I hired two villains to do the job. That's all I know. Let ME GO PLEASE!" his plea was of no use to Adrian." So that's what happened. What was this girls name?" The man blinked in exhasperation." Her name... It was.... Hotaru Uchiha I think or was it Uchiha Hotaru, I don't remember, but she was a scary girl." Adrian's grip loosened. Hotaru. Truely it is her. The girl who is destroying WAL, destroying their humonic minds. DAMN HER! Adrian let go of Gregory." You've done me enough service. You don't have a phone, this place is a full on sh!t hole, so you will bleed to death, that is your punishmnet for taking a life. I think it's suitable for your dastardly deeds. " As Gregory realized he would die his face became sincere, but it was a front, he was only trying to save his own hide." NO! Don't let me die. Please save me." Adrian frowned upon him." When the world has gone crazy, and one man asks for my help, I will stare him in the face and say NO! HAHAHA! That is so movie-ish don't you think. My anwser is plain, no. Bye." Then he was gone, teleporting to a building just across the road, right on the roof he perched. Watching as people entered the building to see the dieing man as they realized the door had been knocked down. The nearest hospital was miles away, he would "bleed out" before they came to help. The only thing on Adrian's mind now was a plain fact. He angerly said to himself in his mind the words that would seal his fate,

Hotaru will die. Die by my hand or another's. I don't care, I will go to the ends of the universe to kill her. It's my one vow, I want pure REVENGE!

Like a titanium wreckingball plowing through a wall, Vann's fist charged with chakra. Buried itself into the invaders stomach.  Depriving him of the air that was coursing through his lungs. Standing firm with his kunai still in his left hand while his right stayed clinched, he watched the man fall to the ground curled up in the fetal postion holding his gut. Starring down at the man, Vann felt a confused and scared Hotaru grab onto his waist from behind before slowly peeking around him to get a glance at the man that she to getting ready kill her. Nudging her back behind as the man had begun to rise, hiding the pain that he felt from his face before wiping the bllod that he had caughted up from the blow he just received. "Huh...you know, it's so strange seeing you here, alive...anyway." The one word in that sentence that was stuck in Vann's head was "alive." What does he mean it's strange seeing me alive? does he know who he's talking to? He thought to himself, while unaware Hotaru had stuck head from around him. Then as he pointed with a look of pure hate and disguest he continued on. "I'll tell you everything as soon as she is out of here!"  Hugging on to Taru's head with his right arm, he tilted his head towards her yet not taking his eyes off the man, Princess it's ok now go check on your bother, and then you two go and hide in my room. Don't let anyone in untill I come, and if anyone other then me and mommy come in scream and I'll be there in less then a heart beat. 

As Hotaru ran pass and closed the door behind her, Vann throw the kunai tp the ground causeing it to stick in the floor as three men stood in room. OK now that she's you can feel free to enlighten me with your story. Pulling out a chair he sat down, his eyes changed from a crimson red to a dark brown as his sharingan deactivated. "Well...first of all, yeah, I'm not a shapeshifter or a clone. I really am The Wanderer, Izaac Drake...of the future." Shocked by the news the shinobi looked at the 16 year old Izaac who had a look of disbelief on his face. "It started several years ago, but you've not quite reached that point yet. When your training with Hotaru and Zuko finished, they both left to train for themselves. During that time, we believe Hotaru reestablished contact with the Shadow God, Aztek the Lost. That's the only thing that would explaine her sudden change in behavior. Soon after her return to WAL, she murdered you, Stephanie, Obed, Sherry, Jonathan, Eric, Linda and many more. She also somehow activated Mangekyou Sharingan, and only thanks to Zuko have gone hiding, she hasn't achieved the eternal Mangekyou yet. Also, the only reason I'm still alive is that she underestimated me when she supposedly "killed" me. I managed to regenerate, like he--" Not needing to be a telepath to sense the young WAL member's feeling of anger and refusal to beleive that he was looking at his future self. Know the two was still connected through the psychic link that was opened when Izaac warned him of the intruder. Izaac I know this is alot to take in and I'm no to sure I'm buying his story either but lets hear him out and then go from there. "--already did once. You should still have that in fresh memory. Well, either way, the WAL survivors, like Cly, Zuko, Mutate's son Revolt, have all gone into hiding. Hopefully, Hotaru's even dead now...I did set up a trap on our moon base that she fell right into. But I can't be sure until I go back. My mission here was to make sure that our future doesn't become the same as yours, even if it meant that I had to kill a ten year old girl. And believe me, I won't try it again, I never did like killing in the first place."

Through it was much to take in, the truth was it did kinda make sense to the ninja. For the fact that he did always fear after the time she ran away and spent alot of time training and being brainwashed by Aztek. That some day Aztek would seek her again and continue what he started. The only thing that wasn't adding up, was what could have trigger this future Hotaru to seek out Aztek and then the betrayal of her friends and family like this future Wanderer was say. While he was trying to make sense of everything that he was just told, his thoughts were interrupted by the Izaac telepathicly tell him "I can't tell if it's true or not, but he DOES believe what he's saying. Huh..." Needing time to think on what he was told Vann made a few hand signs and two shadow clones appear with in a poof of smoke. Alright Izaac you and my clone will show guest here from the future to his new home away from in sector 7 of the tower. Sorry future man it's no pent house suit in the hilton but you'll have to stay looked away until we can find some authenticity of who you are, and the story you told us just now.  Now if you try anything my clones will disspell and let me know instently. Izaac I'll tell Nurse Hope to meet you there so she can run all the necessary test to see if he's really a future you. I'll catch up with you later for the details.

Shortly after leaving the room he ran in to Stephanie, Everythings ok now, Taru and Zuko are in my room. While Izaac is taking our guest to sector 7 so nurse hope can run some test on him. But he had one odd story... He's claming that his from the future where Hotaru seeks out Aztek after we finished training her and then came back and killed over half the team including me and you... He then paused for a moment looking at the ground then back at Nova. He was unsure on how she would feel hearing that name again after the hell he put her through when he was using Hotaru as one of his pawns. After filling her in on everything the shinobi hugged and gave her a kiss on the cheek before whispering in her ear, Don't worry I wont let anything happen to our little Taru, even if I have to go hunt Aztek down and rip out heart then force feed it to him. As he said Aztek's name his force filled with anger before release his embrace of Nova and headed off to Nurse Hope's office to let her know to prep for the analyzing of the future Wanderer. 

Laying on her bed Nova smiled as she felt a pair of warm arms wrap around her, gently placing her hands over his arm she smiled as she slowly drifted off to sleep under the covers, feeling his chest move every time he took a breath, something that she heard as a sort of lullaby. Suddenly like if he was standing in front of them Wanderers voice rang in her head, causing her to suddenly shoot up. ‘NEVANN! STEPH! WAKE UP, THERE’S EMERGENCY IN HOTARU’S ROOM!!!’ Before she could tell NeVann to go, the shinobi was already gone in a puff of smoke and Nova rushed right behind him, moving as fast as she could in only her white sweats and purple tank top. She moved quickly towards the security room, she figured that NeVann and Wanderer could take care of the unexpected ‘guest’ while she made she the same person wasn’t able to leave this building incase he did manage to escape the two… well… not alive anyways.

Kicking the door open to the security room she saw the three guards who were to be watching the cameras asleep while the monitors were showing the movie ‘The Notebook’. If it was any other night than tonight, she wouldn’t have cared, but someone was trying to hurt her daughter.

“HEY!” She blurted out, anger building inside her. “What the heck! Get your lazy butts up and get the monitors up for Hotaru Uchihas room, NOW!” She growled at the men who suddenly jumped up from their seats in fear and quickly began to type in the information. Within a few seconds the monitors were on just outside of Hotarus room, inside and down the hall of the room. Focusing on the now four people in the room Stephanie stood right infront of the screens. “I want two of you guys outside the room, if that person-“ She pointed the man who NeVann and Izaac were talking to. “Tries to even step out of the room without NeVann or Izaac giving the ok, I want you to take him down, and if needed, with lethal force.” She turned to them. “Do you understand?” Her eyes burning with anger as two the men stood up and ran out. “You other two, go and start looking around the building, check with the outside security and all the other levels, I want to make sure if he was stupid enough to at least come here alone, I don’t want any room unturned, no one comes in, no one leaves unless NeVann or I say so, got it?” The other two men didn’t respond either as they ran out of the room.

Turning back to the monitors she flipped on the sound, on. She could hear every word the three were saying, and so far, she didn’t like it. The man who was in the room with the two WAL members was in fact Izaac of the future, and for some reason… he didn’t like the young fire ninja. As soon as Hotaru left the room Nova flipped a switch for the securities’ communicators. “One of you escort her here and bring Sozuko with you.” She said as she saw the man simply nod in response to her command, watching him begin to lead Hotaru out of the area. Continuing to listen she then learned of what was going on. It seemed that when little Hotaru grew up, she went rouge and began to slay all the WAL members, starting off with NeVann and herself. Her eyes widen with shock as she sat down in a seat, her hand over her mouth in shock as Wanderer from the future continued telling his tale.

As soon as the door opened with the two twins and the guard Nova flipped the sound monitor off and turned to her twins. “Kids come here.” Nova tried to smile as she opened her arms, the two kids ran to her, going into her arms as she embraced the two of them, giving them each a kiss on the head. “You two ok? Hotaru?” She looked at Sozuko and Hotaru. The two just nod their head as Hotaru seemed to be not quite in shock as Sozuko was.

“Mom, why was that man trying to hurt Taru?” Sozuko asked as he turned to Hotaru. “Did you steal his cookie?” He asked with an innocence.

Hotaru shook her head, but kept it lowered. “He… thinks I’m a bad person.”Stephanie turned her attention to Taru as she lifted the ten year olds chin to be face to face with her. Tears were coming down her face as her eyes were becoming red from them. “He… he thinks I’m bad.” She pushed her face to Stephanie’s chest as she hugged her, sobbing.

“No, no sweetie, your not a bad person.” She hugged her daughter tightly, trying to sooth her as she stroked her hair. “He’s just… confused.” She looked back up at the monitor as she could see the three still talking.

“No mommy… the way he looked at me… he wasn’t confused… you didn’t see his eyes.” She gently moved away from her mother and sat on the ground, holding her legs closely to her chest as Sozuko sat next to her hugging her.

Pissed off at the future Wando she got up from her seat and flipped the monitor off. “Come on, lets go to the room and wait for daddy.” She took the twins hands and lead them to her bed room. “You two wait… do what daddy said and I’ll be back in a few minutes.” She smiled as she gave the two a kiss on the cheek and walked just outside Hotarus room with her arms crossed, her eyes focused on the inside of the room, using her infrared vision to see the three standing and still talking.

Just a few minutes later NeVann walked out of the room and was face to face with a confused and angered Nova. 

“Everythings ok now, Taru and Zuko are in my room. While Izaac is taking our guest to sector 7 so nurse hope can run some test on him. But he had one odd story... He's claming that his from the future where Hotaru seeks out Aztek after we finished training her and then came back and killed over half the team including me and you... “

Nova continued to stand there, anger boiling inside of her as her body tensed up. Even after trying so hard to keep Taru away from HIM, he STILL manages to get his disgusting hands upon their daughter. Even worse, she turns on everything and everyone she cares about.

“NeVann… it… feels like no matter what we do… he’s going to win.” Stephanie began to sob as she covered her face and leaned into him. Feeling him embrace her she just continued to sob as she felt his lips press against her cheek and felt his warm breath hit her ear.

“Don’t worry I wont let anything happen to our little Taru, even if I have to go hunt Aztek down and rip out his heart then force feed it to him.” Hearing his name again made Stephanie wish so much that she never met that vial creature. How ignerant she was to try and make friends with someone, something so twisted and curroupted. Feeling the warmth of NeVann leave her, she heard his foot steps run south of the building, heading towards the infirmary.

Standing there a few minutes longer Stephanie then yelled out in anger as she turned to the wall and punched right through it, crumbling it down to a pile of dust as she stood over the rubble, breathing heavily as she cursed the name that came back to haunt her team and family.

Nurse Hope:

The young woman was standing before the man who looked to be exactly like the team member Izaac Drake, aka The Wanderer. Confusion filled her mind as she looked at him from head to toe. NeVann told her only what she needed to know, nothing more, nothing less. All she knew was that the man standing before her, in the Sector 7 side of the building broke into the building last night and caused a disturbance that she even heard in the middle of the night. Claiming to be the older version of Izaac, NeVann wanted her to do a few tests to make sure the man standing before her was in fact Izaac Drake.

“Well… first I’m going to need some blood.” She pulled out a rather large syringe and four testing tubes. “I need just enough blood to fill up each of these tubes half way, I’ll do my best not to hurt you.” She had the older man sit on his bed as she gently slipped the needle under his skin and began to withdraw his blood. Filling each tube with his crimson fluid just half way she  moved with swiftness as her eyes didn’t move from what she was doing. “Done.” She said as she pulled the needle out and placed it to the side on a table and put a piece of 4x4 gauze on the wound. “Just give me a few seconds.” She smiled as warmth began to radiate from her fingers and into the wound, pulling the gauze off the small piercing wound was now gone. “Now, I just need to take a throat culture from you and a urine sample as well as finger prints, retina scans, mucus examinations, skin biopsy, MRI of the brain and spine, bone scans, bronchoscopy, EP test, Lymph node and bone marrow biopsy as well as a PSA Test.” She smiled innocently as she pulled out a pair of nonlatex gloves and snapped them on. “Don’t worry, if we start now, we’ll be done by nine tonight and have the results first thing in the morning.” She continued to smile as she pulled out a box of different kinds of medical instruments.

The Next Day with Nurse Hope:

Nurse hope walked quickly down the halls of the HQ and to NeVann who was waiting for the results of the man who is claiming to be the Wanderer from the future. While holding tightly to the manila folder she walked up to the shinobi and with a small smile she handed him the folder. “I did every test I could think of to make sure that he says who he is and…” She paused for a moment as she bit her lower lip. “As a certified medical personnel in the state of California, I am 100% sure, without a doubt in my medical testing skills, that the man who is waiting for you in Sector 7… is Izaac Drake.” She then held up her hand before NeVann could say anything and looked up at him, her eyes filled with worry. “But… even though they are the same person… I am also in a position to say to take extreme measures while with him. Though they are the same, they also aren’t. This man… is filled with bitterness and anger, be careful while around him.” She then nod her head and walked back to her room.

With Feral Nova:

Sitting outside ontop of the roof of the building, Stephanie watched as the twins were playing a card came with each other. For the pass day different scenarios came into her mind of how Hotaru could have been in the future, because the Taru here and now, didn’t seem to have the ability to even think about harming her family. Wanting so badly to speak to the future Wanderer herself, she couldn't even get close to him, let alone be in the same room as him. NeVann had Nurse Hope take all day yesterday to test this person, making sure he was who he said he was. It wouldn't be the first time that there was some sort of clone running around to claim they were the authentic WAL member. But as soon as she could, she would speak to this 'Supreme' Wanderer. 

During this time, other WAL members were still running around doing missions and whatever other arrangements they had, they didn't want the team to be too worried until they made sure the man was who he said he was. So, many of the other members were gone, including Obi who was off leading the team on one of the missions while NeVann and Feral Nova stayed behind with the twins, and both Wanderers. 

The twins were laughing with each other as they began to slam cards on the cemented ground one by one. Nova then turned her attention to the sky as she continued to wonder what the future Izaac was planning on doing now that his plan was foiled. Would he go back to his time? If he did, would he try to come back yet again to get Hotaru when he knows she’s alone again? Would they have to keep a constant watch on the twins at all times now? She sighed as she ran her fingers through her hair waiting for the results of the testing. NeVann said he would call her when the results came in, so all she could do now… was wait. 

Returning to his room, Vann found the twins fast asleep on his bed. Not having the heart the wake them, the shinobi silently made his way throught the room and to his bed. Look down at the two a warm smile formed across his face and the thoughts of what accured with in the last to hours seemed to fade away. Then going over to his closet he pulled out a extra cover and placed it over the two before softly pressing his lips to each of there foreheads. Though Taru and Zuko's innocence soothed him for that moment, Vann still found himself enduring a sleepsless night. Laying down a sleeping bag he streched out on the floor with his arms behind head as he stared up at the ceiling. Soon a flood gate of thoughts began flowing through his mind. Like if the man down in sector 7 really was a future Izaac. Was his true and in the future his very own little princess thats snorring her heart out over head in his bed truely would become so currupted that she would kill every that she and loves her. He sighed deeply to himself thinking, If this is true how could I pervent this from happening, I can stop her training she's apart of the future of this team. And finding Aztek... how could I kill a god even if I could find him? As far as I know he has dropped off of every grind on the planet. I could have this to future Wanderer take me with him and try to talk to Taru, in hopes of having her see the errors in what she's doing.

The hours moved like mintues as he tried to make sense of everything, and before the shinobi knew it the dark blue sky had vanished in the wake of the sun. Night had come and gone, and his eyes never closed once.  Sitting up and looking back at his children who were still asleep, he decided not to wake. Figuring that had already been through enough the night before and slipped out tht door. Exiting the room he ran into two of the guards from the night shift. You two, I heard how you were neglecting your duties last night, now  normally I would care but your actions almost cast my daughter her life. So it looks like you'll be pulling some free over time for me. Now the twins are asleep in my room , so I want you two. Too stand guard out side my room allowing no access to anyone other then myself and Nova. And also peek you head in every five mintues to make sure they are ok. Now I trust I can leave this to you guy? The two guards snapped to attention and soluted the WAL co-leader , "Sir, yes Sir!" they replied as Vann walked off.

Later that day:

Sector 7

Covered in thick warm blue liquid the rouge Uchiha girl stood over two corps, both were some sort of alien creature that weren’t from this time. They were a type of alien warriors from a whole other galaxy, their bodies twice the size of her own as well as their weapons. Their swords lay on the ground at her feet as she continued to stand, looking down at lifeless bodies.

“Izaac must be more powerful than I thought to bring these things here.” She whipped the blue liquid off her face. Hotaru herself was tired, a gash on her head from one of the aliens attack as well as a sprained ankle from when the other creature grabbed her and threw her against a wall. A little sore she held fast to her Equalizer as she continued to walk down the dark halls.

It had been a full day and a half since Hotaru came to the WAL Moon HQ, she had been busy with the small traps that The Wanderer set up for her as soon as she set foot in here. ‘Maybe I should have had Homicide come here insted.’ She allowed the saber light her path as she spat out a mouth full of blood, splattering it on the wall and onto a group picture of the second generation of WAL.

Looking around the base she made sure to take more caution, just in case Izaac set up any other traps for the ninja girl. She then stopped in front of a door at the end of the hall way that read ‘Team Members Only’. With a grunt she lift up her right leg and thrust it forward, smashing it right into the metal door and busting it down upon the ground. A loud THUD echoed through the building as door smashed upon the ground causing dust to rise from the tile floor. Walking over the door and into the room, her now red eyes darted around the area, searching for anything that moved. Once realizing she was alone in the room she crossed her arms and leaned against the wall.

Lying before her on a panel was a timer for a bomb, the bomb itself wasn’t at that location, but rather somewhere else on the moon base. “I guess I underestimated you…” she spoke to herself as she saw the time tick away. “Two minutes to spare, and it took me five just to run down here.” Not wasting time she took off in a blur, rushing to grab the files. Tucking them inside her armor for protection she then put her lightsaber away and ran up to the D.O.V.E control panel and reactivated the teleporter. Then turning away from the panel she suddenly burst into her red and orange flames. They roared to life as she levitated above the tile floor and flew out of the room as fast as she could, leaving a streak of fire behind her.

“Three seconds for detonation.” A computer voice could be heard as Hotaru continued to fly in a mad rush to the portal that was now in view. “Two….. One….” Suddenly the entire base began to rumble as explosions could be heard from all around her. Debris began to fall all around her as she kept her eyes forward on the blue portal waiting for her. Using her chakra to give her that last minute boost her fire turned into a blinding white flash as she flew her way into the teleporter, putting out her fire at the same time as she suddenly burst into the main WAL HQ, her body slamming into the wall as she fell on the back. Hearing a rumbling still behind her she quickly rolled herself to the right as a bust of debris and flames came rushing from the D.O.V.E and into the wall she flew into for a few seconds, then the connection to the teleporter was disconnected due to the moon D.OV.E teleporter being destroyed.

Standing up and dusting herself off she limped across the room and pulled out the files that she took from the moon base, smiling as she opened the first one. “Revolt…” her eyes flickered back to their dead green color as she shuffled up the stairs. “I remember him… he’s the son of that one woman I had murdered.” She paused for a moment as if trying to remember who she was. “Mutate.” Walking threw the door and into the main hall of the WAL HQ she made her way to the last place she saw her mother, in her office.

Opening the door she walked in, the office seemed as if it hadn’t been changed over the years with the exception of her deceased mother’s pictures that she hung so proudly in the HQ. Stephanie’s black leather chair as well as her cheery wood desk was still there as Hotaru sat down on the seat and placed the files on the desk. “Seems like he’s been hanging around for some time.” She smiled as she flipped the page to see a picture of Revolt. A young man, looking to be no more than maybe 15 years old could be seen, a shot from a distance with the man standing in front of a grave, most likely that of his mothers. “Caring this information at the moon base was sloppy of Izaac.” Hotaru smiled as she saw the last contact number Wanderer had for him.

Pulling out her own cell phone she dialed a number and held the phone to her ear as she then began to do some hand seals as she sat there. A puff of smoke surrounded her, and when it cleared, an exact copy of the older Wanderer was sitting in place of Hotaru. When the phone went to voice mail Hotaru, now disguised as Izaac, cleared her throat as she turned to the broken window.

“Adrian, this is Izaac Drake,” she said in perfect imitation of his voice. “I have some valuable information that I need to share with you about Uchiha Hotaru. I need you to meet me in , at the Chicago Park District. Make sure you’re not followed when you come, and do not tell anyone where you are going. I cannot have anyone else know about my were abouts due to Hotaru. Be there at Midnight.” She flipped her phone closed as a wicked smile danced across her face, flipping it back open she dialed another number as she puffed into smoke once more, this time when the white smoke cleared, Hotaru was seen sitting.

“Yes Lady Hotaru?” Alexandra’s voice could be heard from the other line.

“I’m going to be meeting up with… an old aquatints, and I need transportation, send me the reptile at the Los Angeles WAL HQ, twentieth floor, fourth window to the right, I’ll be waiting.” Standing up she closed her phone once more as she walked up to the window as the chill of the air hit her face, causing her hair to dance around her head. Within only a couple of minutes a roar could be heard for a distance as the sound of large wings flapping came closer to the building. Looking down she saw Esmeralda, the dragon she took and brainwashed to be nothing more than a stupid flying lizard from Cly, the now ex-dragon rider. Standing at the edge of the window she then jumped out and free fell as the wind hit her body until she landed on the dragons back who was still flying forward. Sitting down on the back of the overgrown reptile she grabbed hold of the reigns. Throwing her left hand in the air and pointing up with her index finger, a thin stream of fire came from her finger, and formed into a flaming whip. Twirling it around her head she brought it down to the dragons left side where many black burned scars were already formed from her use of the blazing whip were used at. With a roar of pain Esmeralda flew faster towards their destination, Chicago Park District.

Arriving at the park Hotaru jumped down from the dragon while still about a hundred feet in the air. Shifting her body she gracefully landed on a branch of a tree, using her chakra to absorb most of the impact as she jumped off the branch and moved downward to another, doing the same thing until she reached the ground in a crouching position. Looking around she found herself to be the only one around, due to the fact that it was already ten at night and most people were already asleep. Walking to the entrance of the park she did a series of hand seals as she transformed her body into that of Wanderers. Pulling the hood over her head she smirked as she stood in front of the entrance where a massive water fountain was seen before her, her body turned towards it as she closed her eyes. She was still a bit tired from escaping from the WAL Moon HQ, but if Revolt did just what she asked, and he was alone, he would be no problem for the Uchiha to take out.

(Previously; Days Ago) Moon Base

" Adrian I cannot stress how much you cannot trust anyone. Not even me..... You must also remember I will only ask for you to come to the Moon Base... It's the safest place, unreachable to Hotaru....."

  Adrian stood there deshevled. " So what the hell... I'm on my own..?" His voice quivered. Hotaru seemed to be a mysterious, strong-willed person. Someone he couldn't just manipulate with his mind. He would have to use his Energy Based Constructs to take her. Even then she had one of the most sacred, accesable weapons on the planet. Just having a Sharingan made anyone dangerous... With a Mangekyou Sharingan made her the most dangerous person on the planet. How was he supposed to "hide" from that on Earth. She had a freaking dragon for god sakes, even the Equilizer, a god damn lightsaber. Adrian was starting to wish he would of never met up with Izaac, or Wanderer.. or whatever he was called. The man was slightly boardering lunacy and actually being credible. Was Adrian really supposed to follow this man's words over his own thoughts. It took him so long just to find the base for safety and now he had to go back to the warground? OH hell no! Screw that .... I ain't gonna be down their with that...that... monster. She doesn't have a care in the world for anyone else. He wants me to go hide on Earth while he snuggles up in a damn space station? I might as well hand over my life to Hotaru right now..... I'm so god damn angry right now... Adrian's thoughts flushed him from listening to the man's words before him.

  They might of been wise at the time but to a young man, already with the intentions of killing the people who had murdered his mother, may it be an accident or not, was he really supposed to go back down to the blue green planet below? Why didn't Izaac go down there? Simple anwser, to damn scared......... Now Adrian had to follow what he said to "stay alive." It seemed like a suicide mission to Adrian. Anger was boiling as the Wanderer spoke again.

" It might seem bad but that isn't so. I had some rumors leak out telling of this exact base, on this exact moon. She will come, by then I'll be the only one here. The only one to die. Then again I don't plan on dieing. I plan on getting help from some friends. I don't plan on just getting some super hero newbe's who think they can take her. She's a monstrocity, she doesn't car for money. She just wants blood, the blood of us. I still want to go back and kill her.....I have pondered with that forever. I find it the only reason to save countless others. Her meeting that man..Aztek..It ruined it all. Now we run for her enjoyment. I am so tired..... I know he's using her but she's blinded by it. Most of the survivors are on Earth, she's already looked there. That is why it's believeable that we are here...so just go..."

   The Wanderer's voice became slightly hopeless to Adrian. The man was done pleading. He just wanted to end the running, he'd been in fear of the girl. So had everyone else on the WAL roster, and now most were dead. Killed by Hotaru in cold blood. On Adrian's mind now was the person who gave her the information. Would that person be killed? In all honesty Hotaru seemed to be the more stab you in the back as you turned around than thank you for helping. That one fact, along with her extensive background training, was the main vocal point for the anger and fear that harbored in Adrian's mind. Now he anwsered, his tongue became forked as he spoke.

  " You are truely a lunatic. To defeat Hotaru is like trying to punch diamond with your bare fist. The only reason I'm in this with you is because i'm being hunted to. She's gone so mad as to attack people outside of the team, do you honestly think I would even have been in this mess if I wouldn't of been in any danger? I would of just ignored anyone trying to get me filled in on the situation. I've grown stronger since my mother's death. So now I'll give you a goodbye. I'll follow your words, they seem crazy to me but there might be some truth in them. I mean you are the Wanderer, someone considered a walking Wikipedia. So I'll go.... when you get allies I'll be one of the people fighting along side you...until then.. I'll be the one hiding, just like everyone else"

  With a bittersweet taste left in his mouth Adrian nodded in respect to the man, even though his words seemed hollow, and the young man was gone. Vanishing into thin air, he appeared shortly later at the Investigator's office. This all happened before he murdered the two people responsible for the bank heist that killed his own mother. The man who had hired them. All of this before him scrounging for money at a Mcdonald's but just slightly after his mother's death. The truth in the situation was that Adrian had his choice, he could hide, or he could fight and die at the hands of Hotaru. With the world already going to hell around him the second choice was what Adrian seemed to be leaning more to then tucking tales and running.... either way he would die or survive on the choice he would choose only days later.

(Before; Random McDonald's) Scrounging for money.....

  "Um Sir..."The cashier peeked over the register to see her customer. He stood there, scrounging for money in his pockets, wallet, and even in his jacket. " Sorry, It'll only be one more minute. I left my credit card over in the Motel across the street. Now I seem to not be able to find five cents." Adrian laughed at the end of the sentance. He had millions of dollars since his mother's death but he didn't have five measly cents for a five dollar nintey five cent meal. Now he stood right infront of the register, fumbling for the money he needed. It seemed everything was empty, his wallet, his pockets, his jacket which could of held some stray coins. Then as he moved a little backwards to see if any money was laid across the floor... A lightbulb. Adrian bent down. Then with his index  finger and thumb he reached into his shoe. Slowly he slipped  the fingers down and then something cold caught him.

 A metallic coin, pulling it Adrian looked at it. There infront of him, held in his index finger and thumb was five cents. He'd never been so happy to get a coin in so long. " YES!" He said the words with a powerful flurry of emotion. Standing up he gave the coin to the cashier and when she gathered all his money, stuck it in the register, and closed the register again, finally gave him a McDonald's cup. Walking off towards the fountain drink dispenser Adrain put the cup underneath the coke picture and pressed the PRESS button. Then the coke fell, it's lusterious watery form piling up into it. When it filled Adrian let go of the PUSH button and grabbed the filled cup. Putting the cap over it he stuck a straw into it and began to suck on it. Slowly the coke filled his lungs, all the way down into his abdomn.

   Then he waited for his burger and fries. When it came in a "to go" bag he took it and walked off. Pushing against the door as it opened and then walking off across the street. It seemed he had stopped in, what seemed to be, an abandoned town. Most people stayed in instead of driving around. It was also a weekday and already nine o'clock so most were sleeping. When he reached his door Adrian opened it with a key, one of the old style, rusted gold. Opening the door he filed in and closed it behind him with not an ounce of effort. Now he was in his motel room for the second time.

   It was a normal one, it had a bathroom, small closet space, a desk, one bed, and a tv that stood right ontop of a table which rose at least five feet high. The ground was carpeted and the walls were white except for small spaces which showed the age of how long it had been since the last paint job. Jumping onto the spring bed, which wasn't so comfortable, Adrain began to munch onto his burger which was now out of the bag. Turning on the TV and blasting it alittle Adrian laid back and began to relax. Sipping coke in between he ignored the phone that rang on his bed only an arms length away. When he finished the burger Adrian finally realized his phone, it had one new message. Lowering the TV with a remote he brought the phone up to his eye level and then clicked " Play Message."

  " Hmm... What's this?" Adrain responded to his thoughts which were frantically trying to find out who had contacted him on his phone. Descetely Adrain began to listen. The voice that was on the other line brought back memories of a couple of days ago.“Adrian, this is Izaac Drake,” so it was Wanderer as he had suspeced,“I have some valuable information that I need to share with you about Uchiha Hotaru. I need you to meet me in , at the Chicago Park District. Make sure you’re not followed when you come, and do not tell anyone where you are going. I cannot have anyone else know about my were abouts due to Hotaru. Be there at Midnight.” That was the end of the message. Adrian smirked and then began to speak aloud as he pushed the phone away from his ear and onto the bed.

 "That sly b!tch.... She really thought she would get me wth an Izaac Drake inpersonation. I'm sort of impressed, I would of gone without hesitation had it not been for him telling me only to meet him at the WAL Moon Base. That flaw in this little message told me all I needed to know. Plus the, " Be there at Midnight," was alittle misguiding. Could of done a, " Meet me in a hour or two." Something like that would of worked. I'm sorely impressed and not really impressed at the same time. So the monster wants me to meet her. Obviously it's a trap... Plain as day it is. I couldn't care, this gives me an opportunity to kill her earlier than I would have thought... God is on my side." A silent chuckle followed as Adrian sprung from the bed with a mouth full of fries. Gently he grabbed the phone he had thrown onto the bed and dialed a number. Finishing the mouthful of fries as the phone began to ring, Adrian silently listened. Then a voice.

  " Yes.. this is who might I ask." The voice was strong, and then it turned to a slow distrust.

  " Oh stop the bull Danny boy." Adrian anwsered with a half smile as he spoke. Silence followed for awhile until the voice picked up again.

  " Adrian.... Where's your mom? She's the one that usually calls me. What do you need?" Danny's voice became strong and gruffy again as he realized he was talking to a friend.

  Adrian gulped before speaking again." Well.. My mom's dead. She was killed a few days ago. I narrowed the killer to where exactly we'll be fighting. I've got like three hours, but you know me. I can be there in a few seconds. Anyways, since you are a trusted friend I need a favor.." He stopped for a minute to hear Danny's reaction.

  This time the voice became stern. " What you need?"

  Adrian gulped again, " I need you and three others to be in Chicago Park District. Sniper rifiles....long range. The person I plan on fighting is dangerous. I'll pay you like my mom did to have you gather information. I must stress how important that this situation is thou-"

 Danny's voice cut him off." I am sorry for your loss. No payment is in order. I'll be there. Don't worry, we Supers gotta have eachother's backs. I just hope you don't die. I know your mother wanted me to watch you anyways. So don't worry about dieing, If it get's that bad I'll take your place. I'm old enough to pass anyways. Forty is way over the average lifespan of a merc, so I beat the odds long enough."

  Adrian spoke with sincerity. " Thank you so much. It'll be going down at midnight. Be ready, don't underestimate anything, for all I know this killer could have twenty other people to help her. Thank you again. I must get ready though, see you at Chicago Park District."

  With that he hung up the phone and threw it onto the spring bed he had been lying on. Now he walked over to the small closet space that was holding his clothes. Silently he pulled out an army uniform. Slipping off his regular clothes he quickly slipped on the uniform. His jaw was clenched, he gave no noise. Only the fumbling of clothes filled the air. When he was done Adrian looked at his five o'clock shadow which was starting to uphold his face. He had been growing into a sort of caveman since his finding out of Hotaru in the first place. For the first time though, he felt hope instead of fear. Reassuring himself of his skill Adrian started to harness the telepathic energy in his mind. Harnessing it into a manefistation of a crimson red sword Adrian unfocused himself. The item remained as a part of his mind still held onto it being there, quickly and without hesitation Adrain sliced at the bed. The sword made of pure energy remained and left a deep gash in the bed.

  " Alright. I'm ready." Remarking this to himself Adrian let the sword phase away. Then he waited for the clock. After awhile, the clock struck eleven fifty nine. Upon that he teleported. Immediatly he was in the Chicago Park District.

(Now; Chicago Park District) 11:59

   He found Danny and the three other people stationed all around the park, in trees, hiding in their leafs. The guns didn't shine in the moonlight, but almost rejected it. Giving a thumbs up that he had noticed him Danny thumbed up back and all was silent again. Moment was to a minimal. Adrian continued to walk in the darkness for awhile, it didn't take him awhile to find Hotaru. She was waiting, fumbling with a nail as if just meeting a friend for lunch, yet she was in the Wanderer's form. Adrian remained silent and stalked up to her. As he began to reveal himself Hotaru spoke. " Yea... Get out of the bushes. Aren't we allies?"Her voice mimiced the Wanderer's perfectly. He was surprised at her ability. 

   A water fountain still ran near them, Adrian could hear the water rushing down into more water. Still he was silent. Fully revealed he began to talk, his voice was malicious and almost fradulant. " Okay so what information do you have to tell me?" Adrian spoke in a tone that made the anwser almost non-existant. He already knew the anwser, there was no information, Hotaru just wanted to kill him. " Oh wait... Let me anwser that for you. There isn't any information. Your Hotaru. Your plan is to kill me and leave me in utter pain, dieing with the thoughts of revenge on my mind, am I not right?" Adrian's voice became monotonous and fast paced. The action was coming, he already had a fail safe, Danny and his snipers. If he was in danger they would shoot. When they did, hopefully Hotaru would die or Adrian could escape without injury. 

   Within his mind Adrian focused. Putting his hands behind his back as if folding them together, Adrian actually he focused on two crimson red pistols. Both were loaded with telepathic energy in the forms of bullets. With those two weapons ready Adrian unfocused until they were only held by some of his thought. Then just for the try he spoke, attempting to fill Hotaru's thoughts with that of running. " Run away." He could only hope that it would work, but Adrian knew his time was going to run out soon. It was either here or some other time, everyone dies, he knew this, now he was pondering on when he was going to die.

  

Twin rockets lit up the ground, as a streams of liquid flame blazed beneath it. A ship, small, a one man rocket, broke the sound barrier and soon broke the atmosphere, heading into space. An empty void, space, nearing something, the only object in space near Earth of notable size, the Moon. Inside the rocket, Cly stood, thirty eight years of age, pain in his eyes, but also courage, and determination. He gripped his hands together, and looked at the intel screens. Air speed, fine, temperature, fine, oxygen seal, fine, fuel, almost empty! Cly felt a wave a panic course through his bones. Space, I hate space, especially in tight, enclosed spaces, with no fuel. He hit a few buttons, and a screen read that the distance to the Moon was one hundred miles, and the fuel would run out at ninety five miles, five miles short. I'll die if I don't do something. After waiting for some time, with only ten miles to go, Cly knew that this was his time to act. He opened his hand, took a deep breath, and pulled all of the oxygen from the rocket into a small sphere, floating above his hand. Now, to act. He turned around, and with his other hand, ripped through panels of reinforced steel, shredding his hand, but not causing him to flinch. Cly thrust his hand with the oxygen sphere into the hole he had just made, and ignited it with a flame. The engine core roared to life much hotter than before, and took off much faster. Flames crawled up his arm, going right through his skin, charring his bones, and licking up any blood that could be found. Still, no sign of pain could be found on Cly's hardened face. Almost there, good, I'd like a fresh breath. Due to the massive speed that the rocket was moving at, it entered the Moon, and crash landed near the base. A heap of rubble remained, and an unrecognizable figure emerged.

A minute passed, and the warrior had made it to the door. He entered an old pass code, but it failed to work. With time running out for his lungs, Cly plunged Valor through the door, and made a hole. Oxygen rushed out, as Cly pushed himself through, inside. He grabbed the piece of door that had been cut by his ever sharp sword, and put it back in place. Fire erupted from his hand, as he sealed the piece back, letting no more oxygen escape. "Huuuughhh." He took in a deep breathe of fresh air. "Wow, ten minutes of holding your breath really does it to you." He scanned the area. A complete wreck, just as he had thought. Suddenly, Cly heard a voice with his telepathy. “Two minutes to spare, and it took me five just to run down here.” He sunk his teeth into his tongue. Hotaru! He ran toward her location, nearing it, when he heard a computer say, "Three seconds for detonation." Cly continued to run, and looked for the fiend. He saw her, at the very last second, as she jumped through the D.O.V.E. teleporter. With pure hatred in his voice, Cly yelled out, "Hotaru!" But whether his words made it to her or not, the bomb went off. A bright flash of light, fire exploding in all directions, the end of Cly. A tear ran down his cheek, as he was hit by the full powered blast.

Movement, an arm raised high, pulling his mangled body up. I should have died, yet I can still move? There was so much pain that it numbed him, and was so intense that he could not tell the extent of the damage. My body feels lighter. He wiped away the metal shards from his eyes, and through his clouded vision, could see that both of his legs had been completely blown off! Blood rushed out of them, and Cly collapsed. He opened his mouth for a gulp of air, when he found that there was none. Don't panic, you've been through this kind of thing before Cly, get a grip! But he could not, and opened his mouth to suck in the empty air. His mind went black, his eyes closed, and his heart stopped beating.

A light suddenly turned on his his mind, faint, but still a light. It was Esmeralda, casting her thoughts in telepathy. So weak, so faint, and all the could be made out were four words, I believe in you. She faded away, and Cly's mind again fell into utter darkness. His heart erupted with a powerful beat, as energy shot through his two arms. Cly's eyes shot open, and he pulled himself up. That's it! I fought death, and ran away from it, I still have a chance to live! He scanned the ground as fast as he could, and lifted a nearby boulder. Underneath it, lay an oxygen tank, unbroken. His eyes lit up, as he grabbed the tank, and opened the valve, then stuck the tube in his mouth. To breathe, it is, but the most wonderful feeling in life. He opened his mind with telepathy, and found both of his blown off limbs through it. In a few minutes, each leg was next to him, and he touched the severed line of damage. Bones shot out and fused together, muscles swirled around and connected with each other, and blood pumped through his legs, and revived them. Cly had returned.

With the oxygen tank on his back, Cly looked around for anything that could help him escape, but he found nothing. I haven't come this far to lose, I am Cly, the Dragon Rider! He found another oxygen tank, this one much larger, and dragged it out of the rubble. With his strength, he ripped the end off, and hung on. The oxygen tank rocketed away from the Moon, and directed by the warrior, towards Earth. He broke through the atmosphere, and when the sense of gravity took over. He let go of the large oxygen tank, and free fell. Cly drifted downward, and only thought about how he had survived this mess, and what he would do when he found Hotaru. He was nearing the ground, when he saw a large tree, nearby, and directed himself toward it. He smashed against branches, broke through them, and was impaled by a few as well, when he landed on the solid ground. Bloody, beaten down, but not destroyed, Cly looked up, and saw a large sign, that read, "Los Angeles Medical Building." He crawled toward it, and pushed the door open. The person at the desk's mouth dropped wide open. "Are...are you okay? I mean...are you even human?" Cly coughed up some blood, and replied, "Yes, I'm human. And...it would be appreciated if I could get...some help." The person called for medical assistance immediately, and help came. Cly rested on a bed, as the doctors treated his massive wounds. I will be out of here, and soon, Hotaru, you will face me.

With a small breeze blowing through the night sky, Hotaru stood, still disguised as Wanderer. Her eyes were closed as she kept her right hand at the hilt of her sword and her left hand under her chin. She was waiting for the young Revolt, Mutates son. The fire ninja knew that the message she left him would draw him to her. Even if he knew it was a trap, she knew that he wouldn’t be able to resist knowing that she was here, waiting for HIM and she knew if he did come… he wouldn’t come alone. No one was stupid enough to come and face her alone, not willing anyways. Just then, she felt his presences, as well as three other beings around the park. So… he knows… rang in her mind as she heard footsteps behind her.

“Yea… Get out of the bushes. Aren’t we allies?” She spoke in the voice of Wanderer’s to the ‘t’. No flaw in the mimic of his aged, voice. She already knew that Adrian knew it was her, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t have some fun with the young ‘hero’.

" Okay so what information do you have to tell me?" He came out, fully exposing himself as she continued to keep her back to him.  " Oh wait... Let me answer that for you. There isn't any information. Your Hotaru. Your plan is to kill me and leave me in utter pain, dying with the thoughts of revenge on my mind, am I not right?" his voice was tensed, she could feel the fear lingering off his body as he spoke.

With a chuckle she turned to Adrian, her hand still on her chin and her other hand on the hilt of her sword. A evil smirk crawling upon her lips as she pushed down her hood reviling Wanderers face, the eyes still closed as she moved her hand from her chin as she slowly opened her eyes to reveal the sharingan. “And to think I thought you were as stupid as your mother.” She pulled off the hooded cap all the off and threw it to the ground as soon as it hit the ground Hotaru shifted back into her own body, the smirk still across her face. “And I hope you weren’t attached to your little friends… unless their fire proof.” She chucked as she used her left hand to reach behind her and hold onto her cell phone, there she pressed a red button that sent out a signal so high pitched that only certain animals could hear it. Right then something seemed to try to fill her mind, a telepathic message rang in her ears as she closed her eyes to listen. ‘Run away’ was what she heard. “Run away?” A chilling laugh came from her as she threw her head back. “Its too late to run away!”

Just then the sky was filled with a mighty roar as a figure came down from the sky and over the park. It was Esmeralda coming down at the park, with her mouth opened wide red flames shot out from her and into the parks lushes trees, turning the once peaceful park into a hell hole. The flames surrounded the two fighters, making a ring of fire around them. Esmeralda then began to circle the area in the air, looking for the three unwanted guests as well as keeping an eye on Adrian in case he would try to run away.

“Your still a fool for coming here for knowing it was me. And don’t think that Izaac will come to help you… he’s gone and if I’m right, he wont be back for a while.” She reopened her eyes, her blood red eyes glared at him as she reached over to her lightsaber and pulled it out with a flick of her wrist. The white energy blade glowed as she held onto it tightly. “But, because I’m so interested in seeing if you fight better than your mother, I’ll allow you make the first move. But be sure you choose the right one, cause it just very well be your last one.”

The blestering heat rays of the sun, beat down upon the disguised shinobi. Due to the fact that the city of Angels had been layen to waste durring his sisters hunt for W.A.L. member. The closest airport to the fallen city was Las Vegas. Surrounded be tourist that was heading to the terminal after stepping off the regional jet, Zuko using his ninja training stealthly vanish in plan sight. Geez I hate travelling, when it not by my own means… He said to himself as stood next to a sign tht read Welcome to Las Vegas. Taking a moment to think about his next steps, a gust of hot air mixed with sand blow in from the west. Zuko’s greyish tanned robe danced behind him, as he removed the hood from his head. Then leaping to the sky, his body ignited into a orangish flame as he flew off heading towards Los Angeles.

Landing next to the city limits marker for Los Angeles that was melted, cracked and partly missing. Looking at the landscape of what use to be one of the most populated cities in the country, in five years had been reduced to hallowed ghost town. Pulling his hood back over his head, the young shinobi made a serise of handseal. Then taking a step forward into city, he became transparent.Using a combination of a camouflage and body flicker jutsu, Zuko quickly and safely made his way through and around the ruinned city. Knowing his sister was still trying to track him down, the shinobi wouldn’t put it past her to have the a major surveillance through out the city of angels. Standing on the remains of the TCW building that was just past the outter rims of downtown. He looked over to his left were a large crater that use to be the Staple Center sat. It felt odd to him for a moment that he didn’t hear the sound of cars, people and the near by blueline train. Though all the mayham on began five shorts years ago, it seemed that decades had past since he freely romed around the city. Moving closer to WAL tower, he saw figures he hadden seen seens he went into seclusion, Hotaru and her right hand woman Homocide. Standing on a roof top two blocks away still concealed from virtually any type of ditection, Zuko wondered what his sister was looking for or what would hold any value to her in the tower.

A few hours had come and gone as he waited to see if the would emerge from the building. But alas his waiting had looked to be for nothing, until Homocide, exited the build. Oddly there was no sign of Hotaru, after waiting for another half a hour the icy shinobi with his sharingan active made his way to the tower. Stepping over the door that was earlier kicked in, he slowly moved through the dark, vaccant building. Finding no trace of his sisters chakra, he continued search. The once viberet walls that homed to the hero team, was now decaying, crumbling and what ever wasn’t falling apart was covered in dust and cobwebs. Passing by his fathers room, the ninja couldn’t help but to feel some type of nostalgia he entered the room. Looking around it he could hear the sounds of past days when he and Hotaru would have mock mission of finding things that NeVann would hide in his room. Then walking over to a dresser he picked up a frame that was face down on it. At first the picture that was in it, wasn’t visible do to a layer of dust that caked to the glass. Wiping it off, it was reviled to be a picture of himself, Hotaru, Feral Nova and NeVann. The picture was taken when he and Hotaru was about 11 during a family trip to the beach. Remembering those happy days quickly angered, he throw the frame across the room and watched it shatter upon impact with the wall.

After finding the D.O.V.E portal destroyed he knew of only one place she would go. Supreme Wanderer was holding up on the WAL moon base for a past few years, and Zuko figured he led her into some type of trap. Yet for some reason (call it twin intuition) but he could feel that whatever trap that was laid she did not fall victim to it. Like him she had inherited the same annoyingly un-killableness that he did from the man that trained them both to be the very best. Leaving the tower, he waited in the shadows of a near by building. But not before setting traps that would signal him if anyone tried to enter of leave the building. After a full day of waiting, one of his signals went off. Taking a look he noticed that the trap was set off by not a person, but the majestic dragon Esmeralda. The former partner of another fallen member Cly, soon he saw a battle worn Taru emerge on a roof. As she stopped for a moment to make a call, Zuko saw this as his chance to tag her with a tracking device. Through his intentions were not to place it on her, it was to place it on the dragon that he knew that she would use for transportation. While the female ninja was distracted, he launched a tiny device with all he had that stuck to a leather strap of her saddle.

With her impressive wingspan Esmeralda accented upward carrying his betraying sister away. After waiting a few minutes the Uchiha activated the tracking device. A chakra receptor normally used as a receiver with puppets to control them with ones chakra. But also it allows to user to take the things that are being controlled. Feeling that enough distance was put between them where he could follow flying. The Pyro Prince bust into a roaring flame before taking off airborne, giving chase to his sister as he had no idea of where she traveling to. Following the low fading trail of chakra that jumped numerous frequencies as to make it hard for anyone but the person transmitting the signal to notice let alone trace. Zuko soon found himself flying over the city of Chicago.

It was almost midnight in one of the largest park in Chicago. For the past couple of hours using transformation after transformation jutsu, looking like joggers, street performers, and even hobos. Zuko kept an eye on Hotaru who seemed to be waiting for someone, then before he knew it. Four body heat signatures appear, and in a puff of smoke Hotaru transformed into Izaac. Lurking in the shadows he spotted each man hiding in the shrubbery looking down scopes aimed for his sister. Then everything made sense when he the son of one of his mothers old friends Mutate. He had read through Adrian’s file once when he was helping relocate members for Izaac. According to his file, like most of the members including himself had a deep hatred for Hotaru. The Uchiha just figured that the boy was blinded by revenge and that’s why he had stepped into this obvious trap laid out by his sister. Watching the two exchange words, Zuko’s eyes went from a light emerald to a deep crimson as he heard a monstrous roar. The mighty create that was used to transport Taru to the park rolled over the park sky like a cloud of fiery death, as she engulfed the beautiful park in an inferno leaving only a flamed ring around Taru and Revolt and the still undetected Pyro prince unharmed.

Growing sick of the female ninja coaxing the teen into attacking blindly, he finally saw his opening to intervene. Biting his thumb, a trickle of blood began to run down it. Then making a set of hand seals he slammed his hand to the ground before vanishing. Right as Revolt was about to take skilled killer up on her offer to the first attack. A large slate of ice 3 feet thick and 10 feet high separated the two. As the block of ice finished forming the crackling echo of lighting could be heard coming from atop of it. Now Adrian you know better then staying out till midnight avenging on a school night. Besides you didn’t pull the first ticket of getting revenge on her for killing off a parent. Now go run along while the adults need to have a little talk, which will most likely turn into some aggressive negotiation. Then turning his attention back to Hotaru, he seemed unflinched even as he heard the roar of a nose diving right for him. But before she got within a few dozen yards of him, a large purplish black scaled snake erupted from the crispy burnt surface. Before coiling about the unsuspecting dragon and drove her to the ground. Tsk, tsk sis… Cly is going to put you in timeout when he finds out what you did to his friend Essie here, well that’s saying if I leave anything left of you to put in time out. The roars and rumbles could be heard and felt from the two giant beasts wrestling with each other. With the Chidori activated in the shape of a katana at his side, Zuko jumped down standing foot just out of arms distance away from his sister. Taru it’s been five year… you don’t call, you don’t write… well you did send countless spies and assassins after me so I guess I can you thought about me sometimes… He sighed then his voice changed from a comical to a move serious tone, and his hand that was charged with the chidori katana rose up. Emitting a pale blue glow it’s crackles sounded that of a thousand birds chirping in unison. I hope you made the last 8 years of your sinful life enjoyable cause you will not live to see thirty. Without giving indication the blade of the chakra based extended to impale his sister through her chest. And with a cold stare of his burning eyes he looked at the women he use to call sister. Remember what dad told us when we were training? Only one can be the best. And tonight it isn’t you!

Flashback

Hospital

Her evil smirk still upon her face as she stood there, waiting for the enraged blinded teenager to make his first move. She knew that he would attack without thinking, and only by the hatred he had for her in his heart. This was something that she saw Aztek do at times. Take advantage of the persons emotions and make them fight using that rather than their brain. Right when Revolt was about to unleash his attack on her a thick wall of ice smashed into the ground between the two fighters. Hotaru’s eyes widen, almost in shock as she walked up to the frozen liquid and placed her hand on it, gently running her hand along it as she then smiled. “Zuko.” With her hand still on the ice she heard lightning crackle above her as she balled her other hand into a tight fist that began to glow with fire. Launching it forward the block of ice that separated the three smashed into pieces while some parts of it turned back into water, leaving a mixture of ice and water on the ground around them.

She stood there as Esmeralda came soaring into the scene, her roar so powerful it caused multiple car alarms to go off from a distance. The dragons eyes were now on Zuko, her new prey, until the ground below them began to rumble, Hotaru knew what it was before the large purple and black scaled reptile shot up form the ground, wrapping its body around the flying monster. Esmeralda fell to the ground, the two monsters wrestling with each other. The rouge ninja didn’t even bother looking back, as she held tightly to the lightsaber.  

Making a blade out of the Chidori, Zuko now only just about a arms distance away from her, the energy weapon glowing brightly as she could feel the chakra around it. While her brother was speaking to her, she was busy of thinking up different ways to slay her twin brother and quickly. “I hope you made the last 8 years of your sinful life enjoyable cause you will not live to see thirty.” With that his blade launched outward and right towards Hotaru’s chest. But almost in unison Hotaru immediately pulled the Equalizer forward, the two blades smashing into one another. Glaring at her he spoke again through his teeth, filled with bitterness and rage. “Remember what dad told us when we were training? Only one can be the best. And tonight it isn’t you!”

She then began to laugh as he finished his little speech, pulling her saber away and shaking her head at her brother. “Sozuko… The Uchiha prodigy, that’s what father called you. Even though it was never around me… I heard him call you that. I know that he felt that you were the best of the both of us and the perfect child, so… obedient, never questioning mother or father.” she grit her teeth as she held her saber as tightly as she could, her knuckles white. “Sending you to always keep an eye on me, make sure that I wasn’t getting into trouble, they didn’t trust me like they trusted you. They didn’t train me, like they trained you.” She could feel the anger building inside her with every word she spoke, but still kept her monotone voice. “I know father taught you things that he never showed me, mother too.” She smirked. “But, that doesn’t matter anymore does it? I still managed to take the lives of both of them.” Her body burst into flames as she put the saber away and pulled out her mothers sword, The Honoo Tachi. “And yes… I may not live to be thirty… but neither will you Zuko, if I fall, I’m taking you down with me. I will NOT be the weaker ninja.” She yelled out as she stomped on the ground, causing it to rumble under the two fighters as she then thrust her blade forward, aiming for her brothers mid-chest and then pulled it diagonally down to her right, trying to slash at him.

Pulling her blade back she then back flipped a few feet away, landing on the ground in a crouching position as she smashed her blade on the ground, and threw her hands up in the air. She was now tapping into one of her other powers that she took from one of the fallen WAL members, Preices. From both the left and right of Zuko two blocks of earth came from the ground as she rose her hands to the air, slamming her hands together the chunks of earth then came colliding right towards her twin.

Adrian was to "ready" to jump into a fight. He listened to Hotaru's words, but as they came in through one hear, they went out the other. Immediatly after her little monologue a great dragon came. Adrian lifted one of his eyes in surprise, then he calmed." That must be Elsmeralda." He'd known that that specatacular dragon was a life long friend of Cly, now presumed dead. Before his calmed surprise could turn back to a solemn gaze Elsmeralda lit a well orchestrated fire around both he and Hotaru. " Is that all? Is that really all you have to bring to the table? A fire? Honestly, did you ever think that someone could be more than you could handle."  The fire burned and the heat began to cause Adrian to break a sweat. Maintained his composure though, letting small beads of sweat flow down his face as if without effort. One formed around the tip of his nose, getting larger and larger until it fell to the ground, hitting his foot in the process. Silence followed for abit but quickly Hotaru made her prescence ever more menacing.“Your still a fool for coming here for knowing it was me. And don’t think that Izaac will come to help you… he’s gone and if I’m right, he wont be back for a while.”  He ignored her words, Izaac wouldn't help him even if he was the all mightful god. The foolish walking dictionary had probably been killed during his little "plot." If it would of worked than Wanderer would of "REALLY" been here, not the person Izaac wanted to have personally dealt with. Adrain kept perfectly quiet, he was ready for her next words. “But, because I’m so interested in seeing if you fight better than your mother, I’ll allow you make the first move. But be sure you choose the right one, cause it just very well be your last one.”

   She was definantly under-dogging him. She thinks i'm as weak as my mother, that mistake will take her to her doom. He kept silent again, to Adrian, the less words spoken  the better. The more scheming and plotting in your mind was much more gracious in return. It looked as if as Adrian had almost lost his voice, yet inside a silent rage was boiling. Naive as he might, he'd planned this battle since the day...he killed that one man. Now he couldn't even remember the guy's name, all he knew was that his body was six feet under and there was no doubt in the world he had been murdered.

   Adrian's voice, only audible as he whispered to himself." Never let me make the first move." After a moment of peace and tranquility in himself,  Adrian began to run every possible situation in his head, each one lasting only miliseconds. Can I really do this? She obviously doesn't hold me in high stature, probably doesn't even know about my teleportation. To my own knowledge she thinks i'm a weak punk, but let me put the bull sh!t aside right now. I have basically turned into the anti-hero. Someone who wants revenge at all costs, even if it is for a noble cause. It is not right but I don't care. I'll strike her down...and personally..make her bleed. Pulling his hands from behind his back Adrian revealed his two energy pistols, in his opponents hand, one Lightsaber, it's glowing ever-lasting. He hollard to her," Is that fancy weapon water proof?"  He let the question sink into Hotaru's thoughts before starting again, this time adding his own opinion into the mix." I don't think it is, see my mother taught me many things, she told me about weapons of her allies. But I am in the wrong, for there is no water here, no water to burn that Lightsaber down to it's true pitiful form."

  He didn't expect an anwser, to quikly after his smart allec remarks Adrian raised both pistols. He aimed, one shot to her leg, one to her arm. One hit would separate him from being killed immediatly by Hotaru's super-fast movements. As he got ready to pull the trigger he hesitated. Should I really waste my or her life for the sake of humanity? The question teetered in his head. With Hotaru taunting him he finally put the question aside. Yep, someone's dieing, two big egos can't exist in one place. A wild, malevolent smirk appeared on his lips. Then he began to pull the trigger of both his weapons. As the energy-based bullets filed out of both pistols, almost simultainiously, a block of ice appeared. His smirk became a frown."What the hell?" Both of his "energy bullets" simply chipped the ice before flying off into different directions.

  A voice rang through the air, this time catching Adrian's attention. A new voice, vaguely familiar, it reminded him of someone he'd heard about.  "Now Adrian you know better then staying out till midnight avenging on a school night. Besides you didn’t pull the first ticket of getting revenge on her for killing off a parent. Now go run along while the adults need to have a little talk, which will most likely turn into some aggressive negotiation"

   His eyes widened aggressivly. The voice belonged to none other than Hotaru's brother. Sozuko...his name pierced Adrian's heart like a bullet. This man dares insult me? I am no child!!! This is complete OUTRAGE! A block of ice, how old school, I could walk around it. I have a better entrance though, i'll just be here and appear on the other side of this block shan't I? Finally his wild smirk appeared across his lips again, this time with total intent of getting his target. Sozuko was the proper bait, now he could sneak up for the kill. Two on one. Esmeralda was no threat, she was simply looking for his snipers. It saddened him to see his friends die, but in this case it wouldn't put him in complete denial. He could hear words on the other side of the wall of ice, yet he ignored them. It was a brother sister thing to him, they'd talk, he'd interrupt, then all hell. The plan was righteous in it's own way, yet slightly conceeded.

  Without hesitation, the form known as Adrian simply vanished. The mass he had accumilated by himself was now pure air. Adrian knew his destination, one with big buses...

   That was where he appeared, in a school bus parking lot. A gate surrounded the buses, meaning most drivers left the keys to the vehicle inside of it. Adrian quickly picked the largest one, the size of it wasn't that large, only a full bus and half. It was like a mega-bus, yet to Adrian, it was small. It was to him, nothing hefty to revenge his mother's death. Some people would say, " He just grew his balls back." while others would say, " Dat dude his BAD A$$." That was what Adrian had realized, that, with his mother's death he hadn't ever the need to "grow up." The manifestation of his powers were in there childish forms. When his mother did die however, his powers became stronger. He could teleport cars along with him, trucks if necessary. So now as he entered his chosen bus, his only thoughts were that of not breathing when during the duration of his teleportation.

     Sitting in the Drivers' side seat Adrian looked around the place in a hurry. After searching around the seat, looking up, then seeing a fire blanket box, he opened it. There was the key, in all it's glory it shined. Quickly Adrian put the key in the ignition, turned it, and then pressed on the gas. Immediatly the bus jerked forwards. A bus was directly in his path, only a few seconds away. Adrian quickly counted to himself, 1...2...3...4... At  the count of four the bus disappeared like Adrian had back in the Chicago Park District. As if through sheer will-power the bus appeared again, this time coming side ways-almost overturned. Two people lay infront of it, one Hotaru, the other he brother Sozuko. " One more worthy death to a worthy cause." Adrian said the words with admarition towards Sozuko. Hopefully with the distraction of him, the bus would hit Hotaru and hopefully-kill her. 

  Almost on impact Adrian disappeared from drivers' seat. He appeared directly behind the bus as it came, raining like dogs and cats, towards the two siblings. Everything he had done happened so quick he had only slightly missed the last of Hotaru's attacks by only minutes. Now as he stood, his lungs locked to see what would happen to Hotaru and her brother while the bus came towards them with his fiery anger illuminating it.

" Hotaru, Sozuko, underestimate me now?"

The crackling of his chakra forged blade continued to echo, as he listened to his sister words that were filled with anger though the tone of her voice never spiked. She went on about how he was named the Uchiha Prodigy by there father, the perfect never disobeying goodie, goodie. He just shook his head for what she didn't know is that he was the obedient child she thought he was. The truth was he always felt that he was over looked, and she was the one that they always focused on. He stopped her for a moment "They never sent me to keep and eye on you, I did that myself. I knew how reckless you were then..." Before he could continue she interrupted by Hotaru's words of not being trained on the same level and how it didn't matter anymore cause she took both of theirs lives.

His blood began to boil with ager with each word, because the more she talked the more she sounded like a spoiled brat that didn't her way and this was her form of a tantrum. Though like her he kept a calm projection of himself, before he went to impale her. Seeming to time have timed it down to the micro second, Taru had burst into flames disrupted and deflected his chidori blade. No longer able to hide his emotion, as his sister smirked after unsheathing their mother’s sword he glared angrily at her. Preparing for her attack he placed hand over a seal on his and drew his father’s Dragon katana. As Hotaru yelled out, "And yes… I may not live to be thirty… but neither will you Zuko, if I fall, I’m taking you down with me. I will NOT be the weaker ninja." Before stomping the ground creating a small trimmer similar to a small rolling quake aftershock, thrown off balance for a moment Zuko placed his hand on the flat side of his sword and spinning his body counter clockwise he led his sister’s blade away from his body. Coming out of the spin the shinobi brought his blade upward diagonally in an attempt to slash his twin’s back, but in true twin fashion it seemed she had the same plan but only she was coming down. As the two blades met, and slid across one another a light clink and clank rang in Zuko’s ears as little sparks danced around the intersecting swords. In a crouched position he made a second slash trying to slice Hotaru off at her feet, but on missed by a few inches as he black flipped away just in time.

Flashing back for a moment to when they were younger while training, when it came to taijutsu they always ended in a stall mate, and today was no different. Both in the same crouching position he lock eyes with her as he lifted her hands to the sky. It had slipped his mind for a moment that she had not only stolen things from the members she killed but she even took some of their abilities. Then as the earth around him started trembling, he knew that she was channeling the earth manipulating power of Preices. Rising to his feet Zuko stabbed his sword into the ground and extended out both hands, as the two both had the power of flame. He had a second ability that she didn’t the power to also generate ice. As two large chunks of earth broke from the surf and hovered before rushing towards him. The air molecule around his hands began freeze to point that a thin frost cloud surrounded them, as an ice beam left from each hands. Creating an ice wedge in front of both pieces of earth, slowing them down to crawl but still not stopping their forward motion. Focusing on stopping the large rocks that was trying to flatten him, the ninja attention was slightly drawn away by a loud screeching and scrapping noise coming from behind him. "Oh @%#! It’s not like I had my hands full already. Now what?" He blurted out right before he turned his head back to see a large bus flipped on its side headed right for him. For a second he thought this was Taru’s doing, "It couldn’t be her because she’s still trying to crush me…" Then he noticed that Adrian was nowhere in sight, he knew his words wouldn’t have had any true affect on Revolt’s leaving. He couldn’t be thinking of taking her out by going throw me? He thought to himself while still holding the large chunks of rock form crushing him. Waiting as the bus drew closer, he stopped his ice beams, grabbed his sword and leaped to the sky.

The resourceful shinobi used the bus to give him that extra push he needed to clear the two slabs of earth that was heading for him. Landing safe he watched the bus fold up like an aluminum soda can. Seemingly safe for the moment, he took this time to breathe. His eyes had changed back to their normal emerald green before he closed them. The thought "Well this is a better time then any." Flashed across his mind as he became perfectly still as he drew in nature chakra. When his eyes opened they were still green but looked serpent like. This was the activation of sage mode. "Hey sis! You’re not the only one with new power". He yelled out as a large amount of chakra quickly flowed through his legs. Then jumping up his body went completely horizontal as it spun, while his right leg that was extended out whipped around from behind him carrying up a trail of ash and chard dirt, slammed to the ground in front of him. Leaving a cracks around the impression of his foot, before he leaped up again this time his body was vertical as he torques his body and lashing out with a another kick before landing. To a normal person it would seem like he just wasted two power kicks on nothing, yet in actuality with each kick he released a razor sharp sickle like blade of wind chakra. Knowing because of the sharingan’s ability to see chakra, his sister would see it coming. So to increase it’s range and destructive power, Zuko used his pryo-kinetic powers to ignite the oxygen molecules in his attack turning into a bladed burning X.

As the shinobi landed he noticed something that he didn’t pick up on when he first activated Sage mode. There was a third energy signature, he knew Hotaru was in front of him and Adrian was behind him. "Cly?" He thought to himself, he hadn’t seen the dragon rider in years. To tell the truth he thought that his sister had killed him years ago. Knowing that Cly was waiting for the right moment, he didn’t draw attention to the fact that he knew he was there. Turning his attention back to his the air around his body became thin as he began releasing heat from his body. And a soon a roaring fury of flames engulfed his body, due to the boost of sage mode his flames instantly went nova before he rushed Hotaru with a clinched fist ready to send a fire blast to her face.

After his verbal onslaught the shinobi began pacing back and forth. Though he would never admit it, he was slightly overwhelmed with this whole situation. Only stopping in place once Izaac rose to his feet. A little ashamed on how he broke rule 21 of the ninja code, showing letting his emotions get to and even worse venting off all his steam and frustrations on a person that was his friend and teammate (though it was the future version.) Getting ready to apologize for his verbal lashing, he was cut off before the words could pass his lips. By a seeming sarcastic remark by his guest from the future, do you realize how much you sound like a parent? Though his facial expression didn’t change, the shinobi laughed to himself and thought "Geez I really did sound like a parent right then." He was brought back by the next sentence, "But yes...I'm not going anywhere close to her. Don't worry. You of anyone should know how much I despise killing." Their eyes drifted off at the same time before Izaac continued.

Vann’s eyes widened in surprised to hear that this Wanderer came from almost two decade in the future. To him this Izaac looked to be no older then himself. With each word that was spoken to him he could feel the flood emotional pain and anger that had been done and seen by Izaac in his time. Vann couldn’t help but to interject for moment "Wait why didn’t you just go back to when Hotaru kills me in the future?" Those words were even stranger to say then it was to think about it. Seeming to overlook his question Izaac went on, "For instance, asking you for help was suggested, but it was dismissed. Why? Because you're all needed to be present for events BEFORE Hotaru goes rogue, and neither of you can risk dying before that or the world may lapse into an even worse state." He could feel that Wanderer was reaching his emotional peak sighed and broke eye contact. He placed his hand on the time travelers shoulder as Izaac fought to hold back his tears after saying, "Honestly...if you were in the same situation, and it had been my son you would have done the same thing." He paused for a few seconds, the moment of hesitation must have given Izaac the notion that he would have.

He decided not to speak yet letting him continue you on, "Don't worry about the younger me...he'll get over the shock. I explained the same thing to him that I told you right now. He doesn't like it, but he understands. I know myself...he'll get over it. So that's one less worry on your shoulders." Even though the Wanderer from his time was still young he knew that he was tough, as many times that Izaac had proven it on missions. " .........Huh, and as for "defeating" Hotaru...one way that could prevent her to go rogue is to never let her go anywhere near Aztek the Lost. But so far it's only a theory, we're not entirely sure it's his fault. But it wouldn't hurt anyone to try, would it? Unless it fails, obviously..."

Stopping him, the ninja interjected once again, "Ummm… you came back two years to early. She has already went in a search and trained with Aztek. And at this point in time he has dropped from the face of the earth. I’ve been trying to track him down since Taru had returned. But all my searches have turned up nothing..." Getting ready to turn around and leave he was stopped by more words. "But seriously, you're offering that a group of you go to the future? Do you realize the risks and what's at stake? You can't afford to fail, if you do...well...humanity might even be extinct. You are all needed. Every. Single. Individual...on the WAL roster. If anyone of you want to follow me to the your future...it's your choice. Just make sure you know the risks."

The young ninja just shook his head, "You really should know me better then that. As soon as you told me that story last night I’ve been going over different outcomes. If anything I’ll be the only one that goes. Cause look at it this way If I die she’ll never complete her training and become the murderous ninja she became. Reckless… I know… No room for failing… I know that too. But I already decided I’m going. I’ll hold a meeting to see if anyone else will choose to tag along but no matter how it goes she will be stopped." He then headed for the door way of the cell, where he stopped and without looking back he spoke. "I hope you remember your way around the tower. Go out stretch your legs or get some real rest I’ll call once the meeting starts. Oh yeah one more thing, to answer your question from before. No I wouldn’t do the same thing. I feel that life is like a game of chess, and in that game we are the knights and our children is the King. If they fall we lose end of story."

Over the com system of the Tower Nevann’s voice echoed, "All available WAL members report to conference room C, I repeat report to conference room C." As the members that were still in the building entered the room and took their seats Vann standing at the front of the room began to speak. "OK, first off for those of you that don’t know yet the man standing at the back of the room is Izaac from 2028. He has come back to try to prevent a horrible act that leads to end of WAL and soon the world. The threat that I will not mention at this point in time, just incase the wall have ears." He leaned forward and placed his hands flat on the table in front of him. "But now before I go on I would like to say that none of you should feel pressure to accept this mission for the risk at this point is too high. You all have time and time again proven yourself to be great heroes, but if anything happens to you the time line of history would change drastically. Now those of you who choose to go be ready we’ll be leave once Supreme Wanderer is ready to go home."

His muscles tensed, as Cly watched the battle taking place. Guns, an ice block, a school bus out of thin air, stone walls, swords, it was chaos. The hardened warrior eyed the two siblings fighting, knowing that it was between them, and that intervening would not be a wise choice to take. He heard a massive roar, as the wake set off many car alarms. My dragon, this fight is between her and me. I'll save Hotaru later, that is, if Zuko is not successful. Cly slammed his fist down, and it broke through the brick structure, from his strength. Bits of brick embedded in his hand, but he did not even seem to notice. This, is the beginning of the end, a clash between rider and dragon. Last time we fought, she gave me this scar across my face. This time, if I am not strong enough, this will be the end of my life. Now, is my time to shine, to show what I stand for. A true member of the faded team, We Are Legend. Valor, ring true! He stuck his gleaming blade into the rooftop, and cut a hole, without any resistance. Cly dropped down into it, and ran through the hall.

His long hair trailing behind him, light, quick footsteps, and the sword of Cly, the legendary Valor. So sharp, it is said to have no equal. The sword that has never taken a life, never killed anyone. His heart pounded in his chest. Getting closer. Again, it beat like hammer against an anvil. This is it. He skidded to a halt, and looked upward. Lord, give me strength, durability, speed, and the will to go through with this. I go, now. Cly bent down, and drew Valor to side. Cly pushed off of the floor, cracks spreading as his two hundred pound body rocketed up through the air.

The roof exploded into the air as the figure of Cly flew upwards into the air, towards Esmeralda. Cly screamed, "You're mine!" He drew Valor to a ready position, and prepared himself. Up he flew, towards Esmeralda. She looked down toward him, roared, and dove down toward him. Cly's eyes told it all, his emotions, the rage built up inside him, the fury that had driven him through these years, this was the time to let it all out. Feet seperated them, as he prepared to plunge his blade into her. His hand shook. I...I can't do it, no, I can't not after all we've been through. Cly hesitated, and the mighty clawed front foot of Esmeralda beat against him. Cly felt all the wind knocked out of him, as well as at least half of his ribs break. The knight shot downwards, into the roof of the building, through the roof, through the floor, and the next floor, and the next, again and again, all the way until ground level.

Up in the air, Esmeralda gave a feral roar of victory, as she thought that she killed her prey. Down on the ground, the unrecognizable body of Cly lay. He wasn't moving. A person, who saw him, came up and pulled out their cell phone. "911, there is an emergency, a person is..." The broken words stopped the person's words. "No...I'm alright." His vitals were visible, bones shattered and sticking out of his body. Half his face was gone, and both legs were broken. The person dropped the phone, and said stunned, "You...you aren't human!" The person ran off. Cly dragged himself to the middle of the road, as a motorcycle stopped in front of him. Cly healed his legs, so he was able to walk, and said to the person on the motorcycle. In barely recognizable speech, Cly said, "Excuse...me, but...I need to...borrow this." He grabbed the motorcycle, and lifted it up. With his one, shrivled lung, Cly yelled loud as a gunshot, "I won't...back down! Esmeralda, this isn't...over!" He spun around, and through the motorcycle into the air.

Up it went, higher and higher, parts flying off due to the massive speed. It neared Esmeralda, heading directly toward her, and would be very difficult to dodge. Cly drew Valor, and stood waiting and watching, despite looking like a zombie, with his part of his brain showing, his beating heart exposed, and all other organs in the similar manner. This is Cly, the dragon rider.

Standing atop of the WAL building as if he was waiting for something, the Watcher of Infinity looked out over the mighty skyline of Los Angeles.  The sun shone brightly over the living city, the light being reflected by the tall buildings of glass and steel.  "Oh yeah one more thing, to answer your question from before. No I wouldn't do the same thing. I feel that life is like a game of chess, and in that game we are the knights and our children is the king. If they fall we lose end of story." What a strange view. I'm not sure I understand...but in any case, this is amazing. I'd never expected to see an active Los Angeles again, my mission in the past was just to..ugh..murder Hotaru and get back. Now when that's not possible anymore I might just take a look at the city before its ultimate demise. It could be the last time I ever see it this...alive. From here, I can sense so many different emotions that show evidence of living progress, I almost don't recognize it.  Before his eyes, he received a vision of the sky turning red as the buildings crumbled under a massive and explosive shockwave.  The vision faded away quickly, and as his torn cloak flowed with the wind he became more determined to find a way to keep the destruction from ever happening.

A few minutes later.
Having stepped away from the roof's edge, he generated a ball lightning in his palm.  Two massive sparks of spinning energy erupted from it and opened a circular and vertical vortex of crimson and blue tachyon particles.  I'll be back soon.  Izaac looked around before leaping into the gate.  The vortex had soon shut, leaving no apparent trace of ever having been there.  The Wanderer soared through the psychedelic void outside time and space, where sights of countless alternate universes and timelines could be distinguished between the hypnotizing combination of colors and shadows.  But a certain guiding light shone brighter than all of the other coexisting realms...and Izaac was instinctively pulled towards it.  I know what it is...it's the tracer I left at the moon base before leaving.  A device invented by Ferro Vida to activate Wanderer's danger sense in a way that would make him instinctively find realms of interest.  Don't really remember when he made it, but it was long before he went underground...couldn't have been very far from the time I just left.  At the guiding light's end, there was an opening into the realm of No More Legends. Wanderer fell through it and landed on rubbly ground, but wasn't bothered by the airless environment.  In the darkness and clear sky around him, there were only rubble and barely recognizeable parts of the destroyed moon base.  So it already exploded, eh...wonder if she survived, but knowing her, she probably did.

After some extensive searching for about one hour and a half, Izaac had found the remnants of both alien destroyers, but no trace of Hotaru's corpse.  He then looked up to the beautiful blue and green planet in the distance.  She survived then, and back on Earth...I hope Revolt, and the other remaining, remember my instructions.  He picked up the tracer from the ground, and it seemed to be undamaged.  I better place this in our lair, if any of past WAL follow me here they'd die from the vacuum of space...  A flash of light engulfed him before he dissappeared. 

A few hours later, and 19 years earlier...
Having once again returned to the past, the elder Wanderer stood with arms crossed in front of the table in conference room C.  The various WAL members who were available quickly gathered around the table soon after NeVann had called for them.  Most of them, including the younger Izaac, seemed threatened by the elder Wanderer's presence, but he understood them.  Then NeVann started to speak.  OK, first off for those of you that don’t know yet the man standing at the back of the room is Izaac from 2028. He has come back to try to prevent a horrible act that leads to end of WAL and soon the world. The threat that I will not mention at this point in time, just incase the wall have ears.  Leaning forward and placing his hands flat on the table, the ninja continued.  But now before I go on I would like to say that none of you should feel pressure to accept this mission for the risk at this point is too high. You all have time and time again proven yourself to be great heroes, but if anything happens to you the time line of history would change drastically. Now those of you who choose to go be ready we’ll be leave once Supreme Wanderer is ready to go home.  The elder Wanderer sighed.  Well then...I can go back whenever I want, so it's now up to you of those who want to follow. I can't stress enough how important it is for every one of you to get out of my future...ALIVE. That is even more important than annihilating the threat we're facing, do you get that? If you're not ready, don't follow...I realize I've changed the future by just travelling here already, but if any of you would die or be injured before you're meant to...the changes in history would be far more drastic and dangerous. The pressure on each of you is enourmous. But it is your choice...be sure to make the right one.

Matezoide was silent,hearing what the future Wanderer had to say what can be so dangerous? for the first time,the spartan felt fear,however he doesnt undestand why,as he look to the others members he cant help,but think some of the strongest beings are members of this team,i got the powers of a god and the others are about as powerfull as myself,what it can be?i have to discover,whatever it is,i cant allow it destroy this world....
 If you're not ready, don't follow...I realize I've changed the future by just travelling here already, but if any of you would die or be injured before you're meant to...the changes in history would be far more drastic and dangerous. The pressure on each of you is enourmous. But it is your choice...be sure to make the right one. said the future Wanderer,Matezoide coudnt stop thinking and had to say:

you have already called us,something inside me says it is very important,i dont think you would have called us if there was no reason,whatever it is i am in
Matezoide said as him stands up from his chair when i entered this team,i wanted to make something important,forget my past by doing what is right here,i think i am talking for everyone when i say:
Matezoide looked at the other's face,most of then had a determined face,others were a bit afraid,but everyone one of then were ready for the mission,and Matezoide knew it...or so he believed....
what is the problem?  said the demi-god,knowing there was no way to give up now

Present Time

Nova stood closely behind NeVann as he spoke to the team about traveling with the older Izaac to his future, year 2028, where her and NeVann's daughter... Hotaru, took a turn for the darker side in life. The entire time he was speaking, her mind drifted in and out, she couldn't grasp the fact that one of her children that she loved and cared for, would turn on everything that she currently cared about. Then her mind snapped back into place as NeVann finished his speech and Supreme Wanderer finished adding his little bit into it. Before Nova could speak herself, one of the newer members, Matezoide, spoke up.

"I think I am talking for everyone when I say..." she could hear the tension in his voice as he looked around at the other member. "What is the problem?"

Before NeVann or Supreme Wanderer could speak up, Stephanie stepped up. "All you need to know right now, is that there is a huge threat running around our city in the future. A threat so powerful, that it has taken out some of the future and current members of this very team." She took a deep breath and tried to relax herself as she began to try and hold herself together as she spoke again. "A darkness has been brought into our very soon future." She looked over at Supreme Wanderer for a second as she then turned her attention back to the group, making a fist with her left hand she continued to speak. "And I feel its our... our duty to help them bring light into the situation. Also, not only will it help them out, but it will also help us out here, so we know what we can look for to prevent this from happening to this current timeline. You will be given more details, if you choose to go with Supreme Wanderer, and once you've reached your destination. We cant give you any more information that this as of right now, but just knowing that this city, team and family needs your help, should be enough information right now. That's what this team is all about, protecting this world, city and family." She then took a step back, she was still having a hard time wrapping her mind around what the hell was going on. "Unfortunately, I will not be joining you, I'm going to stay put here, in case there is an emergency that needs to be attended to." she cleared her throat. "But like NeVann and Supreme Wanderer have already mentioned, this is a high risky mission, and is not to be taken lightly, you will see some disturbing things, some things that will rattle your very soul. That's why, rather than just giving you the mission, we are giving YOU a chance to decide for yourself. But please, choose carefully."

Right then Cly came into the room as everyone drew their attention to him. "Cly, glad you could join us." Nova chuckled at her young dragon rider friend. As she then saw two heads pop in through the door, the twins. "Excuse me..." Stephanie said as she walked to the door, and saw the two dash off with each other. Closing the door closely behind her Stephanie called out for the two. "You guys are busted, get over here." She forced a smile on her face as the two stopped running and turned back around to their mother.

"Yes mom..." the two send in unison.

"What are you two doing here?" She crossed her arms, scolding the two.

Taru then walked up, looking at the ground. "It was my idea mommy... I..." She continued to stair down as she was pulling on her shirt. "I... I wanted to say sorry... to the other Wanderer... for... whatever I did."

Stephanie's heart sank as she looked over at Zuko, who was nodding his head, letting her know that's what they where there for. "Honey... YOU haven't done anything wrong." She grabbed the two by the hands. "Lets go and bake some cookies for us and daddy, ok?" As she lead them off to the kitchen.

Watching the two fight, was almost like watching an ancient dance, the two moved in sync with each other, as if already knowing what the other was thinking, which was partly true. The two had a bond, just like other twins in the world have, only, they could anticipate each other's moves. She knew defeating him will be almost impossible, he was always her equal, and tonight was no exception. As soon as she finished unleashing her last attack upon her dear brother, a figure was seen from the distance, causing the shinobi to tilt her head in a bit of confusion.

Sliding into the scene was a huge school bus, flipped on its side and going right towards Zuko. With a smirk she watched as her twin as he managed to escape her attacks and even used the buss to his advantage to push him out of harms way, the bus crashing into the two slabs of earth, and being crushed before even reaching the female ninja. "Tsk, tsk, that Revolt... such a nuisance."

She then turned her attention to him, watching him just stand there. Hotaru then extended her right arm out, and smirked, digging deep inside her ability to control any form of heat, she began to try and manipulate the body heat of Revolt. Her powers were concentrating on his lungs. Using the oxygen already inside, she began to heat up the air molecules, trying to make it difficult, if not, impossible for the young hero to simply breath. It would feel as if, his chest was about to blow. Then, retracting her arm back for just a second, she thrust it out once more, this time two black ninja stars twirled through the air and right towards the young hero, with deadly accuracy, one aimed at his neck, and the other at his left shoulder.

Before Hotaru could see what happened, she felt a massive surge of chakra around the area. Her head shot back in the direction of her brother, her eyes narrowing at him. "Hey sis! You’re not the only one with new power!" Jumping high into the air she braced herself as she saw a flash in his eyes. Her muscles tensed as she noticed it, her brother had reached sage mode. Fluidly shifting his body through the air, his foot smashed into the ground as he pushed himself up once more like a true acrobat as he came back down to the ground, again, smashing his foot again to the ground. Taru smirked as she saw what he was doing, using his power kicks to send wind attacks at her using his chakura, turning the wind into almost razors. With her sword still in hand she sliced into the ground casually, causing a wall of earth to shoot up all around her, creating a dome like structure. As the attack it her protective cover, it burst upon impact, breaking down her shield as if it was just tissue paper, and sending her tumbling back a few feet and into a tree, her back hitting against it as she was no longer holding onto her blade, both hands free as she slouched down on the tree. Her raven hair covering her face as she chuckled, dusting off pieces of the earth from her shoulder as she then felt heat rushing up to her. Looking up she saw her brother, fully aflame as he had his roaring fist pulled back. The speed at which he was coming, the rouge ninja only had a millisecond to respond.

Bursting into her own golden flames Taru chuckled as she watched as his fist was now only an inch away from her nose. Moving her head to the left she could feel the air shift along her face as the fist leaving it to ram into the tree instead. She could feel the power of his own flame try and fight against hers. The two seemed to try and engulf each other, as similar in looks, the flames were as different as finger prints. She could feel the heat of his own flame against her skin, it was a stinging sensation she was feeling, his fire, was indeed a tad stronger than her own. Without waisting time she then focused her chakura in her right hand to a fine point, able to slice even though some metal, and launched it upward at Zuko's extended arm, more to his elbow. Pulling her arm back she ducked her head and rolled to the right, under his arm. As she was rolling under him she slipped out a throwing knife in her left hand, and thrust it upward at the shinobis carotid arteries inside his neck. 

She then stood up and threw out a kick to her siblings rib's, jumping back as she then saw out of the corner of her eye Esmeralda watching as a motorbike was going right towards her in the air, looking downward a bit she saw a disfigured being standing there, its eyes focused on the dragon, she knew this person, it was none other than the person she took the dragon from, the dragon rider, Cly. "So... he lives..." She chuckled. "For now." She then pulled out another throwing knife and threw it right at the older rider, the knife flew through the air, covered in flames right towards his subclavian artery in his shoulder.

Blood flowed out of nose, ears, eyes, from exposed parts of his brain, and even from his beating heart. Cly wiped the blood from his eyes, and watched as the the motorcycle came towards Esmeralda. She tried to move out of the way, but due to the nature of the through, the angle changed at the last moment, making it hard to know where it would hit for her. The battered motorcycle collided with one of her wings, gas leaked out from the ruptured gas tank, and it blew. A massive fireball, along with metal shrapnel filled the air, and ripped apart the mighty emerald dragon's left wing. With only wing, Esmeralda couldn't fly and began to lose altitude, fast, in a downward spiral. Cly felt a disturbance, and glanced toward Hotaru.

Hotaru's arm was following through with a throw. With his highly sensitive eyes, not working quite maximum, due to dirt, metal, and covered in blood, Cly caught sight of a the object flying toward him. A knife, covered in flames, coming at high speed. He stood his ground, reached for his Valor, and swung it towards the incoming knife. The two metal objects collided, and Valor cut through it with no resistance, because it is the sharpest sword in existance. The metal passed around the heavily wounded body of the knight, but the fire seemed to jump off the knife. No way! It can do that!? The fire hit Cly directly in the chest, lighting his skin on fire, and burning his exposed heart. He tried to put the fire out, but it began to burn hotter. No! Impossible! Cly ran towards a fire hydrant, and jumped into the air. With a quick slash of Valor, it was cut in half, and water erupted out. Water doused Cly, as he landed on the other side, drenched, with the fire gone, but his heart badly burned. The beating began to slow, as Cly reached his hand toward it, and touched it. The burned cardiac muscles faded from black and became the healthy pink color. Skin began to form over his heart, until the patch covered his entire chest. With his other hand, Cly touched the top of his head, as shattered skull began to reform, covering his exposed brain.

Esmeralda hit the roof of a building, with her momentum carrying her off of it. Pulling down electrical wires, as she fell, Esmeralda came toward the ground. Her decent was uncontrolled, and directly in her path was a tall flag pole. She was going to impale herself on it, and the damage would probably be fatal, going through her chest and exiting through her back or head. Cly immediately knew what he had to do. He dropped Valor, leapt backwards into the air, and pushed off of the side of a building. He took off into the air. Esmeralda was nearly to the flagpole, and had no control of her flight. Still a vicious beast, with her intelligent thought hidden away, she didn't realize what kind of danger she was in. Her unprotected belly touched the tip of the flagpole, just as two strong arms pushed her out of the way. Cly had leapt up to the top of the flag pole, and saved his lost dragon from death. The pole stabbed into his own chest, as he slid down it, parts of organs being shredded and sticking to the pole as he decended. Esmeralda hit the ground, and seconds later, sliding down the pole, Cly also hit the ground. Esmeralda, with only one wing, shook off the pain, and stood up to her feet, cut up at some spots. Cly couldn't move, as he was impaled on the pole.

The ground shook as the mighty dragon neared him. Cly called out to her, Esmeralda! Stop this! This is not who you are! Can't you remember? Esmeralda only roared, as she moved closer. Knowing this was the end, Cly could finally admit defeat. So this is how it ends. He felt his body grabbed by her two, strong forelegs, and braced himself to be ripped either in half, or off of the pole, then eaten. Esmeralda opened her jaws, and roared a few inches away from his face. I have no fear, finish me. He closed his eyes.

Snap! A thick, green tail broke the pole in two pieces, and Esmeralda lifted Cly's body up. Telepathy entered his mind from her, for the first time since Hotaru's doing. I...I am finally...free. Cly opened his eyes, filled with joy, and gave her a big hug. I knew that you were still in there, somewhere. He reached out, and touched her stump of a wing. Bones shot out, then emerald skin to cover it, a new wing. How does that feel? Just like new, wow! He ran back over to where he had dropped Valor, snatched it up, and then jumped onto Esmeralda's back. Like old times?Like old times! Esmeralda took off towards Hotaru, with Cly standing valiantly on her back, a large hole through his body, ready for anything. Cly called out, "Hotaru, this is the end! Prepare for the reckoning!"

Sitting back and wondering how many members of the team would choose to accept the mission. A gun ho spark for adventure that the shinobi had heard for any member, echoed in the conference room catching every ones attention. " You have already called us, something inside me says it is very important, I don't think you would have called us if there was no reason, whatever it is I am in." Rising up from his chair, one of WAL's newest would continue. "When I entered this team, I wanted to make something important, forget my past by doing what is right here, I think I am talking for everyone when I say: .......What is the problem?"

Vann kind of smirked to himself thinking, damn demigods, always ready to rush head first into fight and not thinking of the outcome if they fail. Like the future Izaac, Vann was about say something to Matezoide. Only to be yielded by the words of Stephanie, "All you need to know right now, is that there is a huge threat running around our city in the future. A threat so powerful, that it has taken out some of the future and current members of this very team. ....A darkness has been brought into our very soon future." He caught the quick glance over to future Wanderer then back to the team. He couldn't really read her emotions towards Izaac at that point. And I feel its our...our duty to help them bring light into the situation. Also, not only will it help them out, but it will also help us out here, so we know what we can look for to prevent this from happening to this current timeline. You will be given more details, if you choose to go with Supreme Wanderer, and once you've reached your destination. We can't give you any more information that this as of right now, but just knowing that this city, team and family needs your help, should be enough information right now. That's what this team is all about, protecting this world, city and family " After saying that and taking a step back he knew what she was going to say next. "Unfortunately, I will not be joining you, I'm going to stay put here, in case there is an emergency that needs to be attended to." she cleared her throat. "But like NeVann and Supreme Wanderer have already mentioned, this is a high risky mission, and is not to be taken lightly, you will see some disturbing things, some things that will rattle your very soul. That's why, rather than just giving you the mission, we are giving YOU a chance to decide for yourself. But please, choose carefully." He couldn't really blame he was still trying to wrap his own head around what was going on, let alone if he really could do anything to change it. Nodding in understandment of Steph's decision, himself, Supreme Wanderer and the few member that agreed to go headed off to the D.O.V.E. portal.

Though he had used the gateway countless times, it still made him feel a little woozy. As the machine roared to life as a thin aquatic wall filled the center of the portal. Walking through the gateway Vann’s face was soon met by a gust of cold air almost arctic like. Could this really be W.A.L. Tower 19 years in the future? He thought to himself as he looked around, It had looked as if no one had been there for years. The blue tinted room that was being illuminated only by the radiated light form D.O.V.E. that soon faded as the portal closed. "Hope you're not sensitive to cold..." He heard before the room temperature greatly dropped. The room slowly lit up, and looking over at Supreme Wanderer. The ninja began shaking his head back and forth, You guys don’t believe in hot coco in the future? As Izaac continued to fill the room with light, Vann having to focus slightly. Trying to loosen the tense that he could sense everyone feeling he jokingly said, Is it hot in here or is it just me? as he slowly began to leak small amounts of fire natured chakra from all 64 chakra pours in his body to combat with the frost and cold air. As Izaac began to speak to the band of members.

"Alright then, now I can tell you what exactly we're dealing with. The threat that has run rampant in this time is none other than Uchiha Hotaru! At some point, we believe she regained contact with Aztek the Lost, the Shadow God, and obtained some new abilities and powers from him, to not mention being corrupted. She murdered her parents, Obi Wan, Mutate, Sherry, Precise, and more. She now possesses the Mangekyou Sharingan, and numerous weapons and powers stolen from her murder victims. Like Obed's equalizer lightsaber, Sherry's cold manipulation, et cetera. So know you know. Are you still sure you want to continue?"

Listening to the Supreme Wanderer finish up filling the team in on the situation and why it wasn’t to be taken lightly. Feeling a shift in the air, Vann acted on instincts alone as he drew a kunai and swung it around stopping at the neck of a man right as he appeared face to face with Izaac. Pressing the edge of his kunai against the external carotid artery, he looked over to Future Wanderer. Do you this guy? Before he could get a reply the man spoke almost seemingly in a complete awe of what he was seeing. "Wanderer...what is this? What are they doing here?" As he glanced over to the member of WAL’s from the past, Vann’s eyes met with his. The Shinobi eyes narrowed as he refused to lower his kunai, as the mystery hero went on. "You do realize that if that traitorous wench Hotaru kills one of them in the here and now it will tear the very fabric of time and space itself asunder! Send them back to where they belong, we don't need their help."

The young Uchiha felt he had heard enough, as he slid his kunai swiftly up and then back down. Leaving two slices along the man’s neck. But because neither one was hard against the neck, both slices only left a flesh wound that didn’t even seem to bleed. Now first if you would be so kind as to never refer to my daughter in such a way again. I don’t see us having to many problems. And second, all of our that are here now know the risk and have talked it over. You say you don’t need our help? The shinobi began to pace back forth trying to choose his words, for he wanted to inspire the team as well. There is only a 19 year difference in time between yours and mine yet, you’re covered in a darkness that seems to have no dawn in sight. And you still want to send us back to "Where we belong"? We belong here for now, to give the future back it’s hope. We know failure isn’t an option, we know what could happen if anyone of us will fall, we choose to come anyway. You know why? Because… We Are Legend! We shine hope in places where there seems to be none. We are the ray of light, that breaks through and lightens up any ocean of darkness. As a member of WAL you should know that this isn’t just a team it’s a family… Feeling a spark within himself that he hoped ignited a fire with rest of the team. Vann turned to his attention to Izaac. Other then Hotaru I need to know the were about of two people that I know should still be alive. First would be the Dragon Rider Cly, and second would be my son Sozuko. After we’ve found those two we should have enough fire power to match my daughter.

Ion reached up and touched the two little slices on his neck and looked down at the younger Uchiha NeVann with eyes burning as brightly as twin binary stars on the verge of going supernova. "Now first if you would be so kind as to never refer to my daughter in such was again. I don’t see us having to many problems. And second, all of our that are here now know the risk and have talked it over. You say you don’t need our help?" Ion watched as the younger NeVann paced back and forth, back and forth in a manner that Ion knew all to well. He was going to choose his words carefully and then he was going to try to inspire not only Ion himself but the time-displaced brats that Wanderer had brought to their timeline.

"There is only a 19 year difference in time between yours and mine yet, you’re covered in a darkness that seems to have no dawn in sight. And you still want to send us back to "Where we belong"? We belong here for now, to give the future back it’s hope. We know failure isn’t an option, we know what could happen if anyone of us will fall, we choose to come anyway. You know why? Because…We Are Legend! We shine hope in places where there seems to be none. We are the ray of light, that breaks through and lightens up any ocean of darkness. As a member of WAL you should know that this isn’t just a team it’s a family…" Ion rolled his eyes, he had heard a billion speeches like this before...even during the early days...when Hotaru was ripping everyone to shreds."Other then Hotaru I need to know the were about of two people that I know should still be alive. First would be the Dragon Rider Cly, and second would be my son Sozuko. After we’ve found those two we should have enough fire power to match my daughter."

Ion looked at NeVann and the rest of his time-displaced "family," shaking his head Ion raised his hand into the air and snapped his fingers. "Well...that didn't go as I hoped it would. Now we are going to have to do things the hard way." The entire infrastructure began to rumble as rifts in the fabric of time/space opened up all around Ion, Wanderer and the group of time-displaced WAL members and from those rifts emerged Super-Soldiers, all of them dressed head to toe in armor as black as the void, with a silver engravings on their chestplates which all resembled a peculiar tattoo that NeVann himself would no doubt recognize. "Know this Uchiha NeVann...you and your friends are going back to where you all belong." Ion then turned his attention towards Wanderer and glared at him. "And as for you Wanderer...the Lady Hotaru would like to have a word with you."

Now....

His bus had missed both targets. Adrian was prematurely disheartened. How could they just simply dodge a bus without any consequences? Hotaru, Yakamoshi, what the hell were they? Freaks... No one could just do that without having a scratch, they simply blocked it as if a giant, yellow bus thing was nothing. Adrian began to move around, he couldn't just stand around anymore, if he did, there would be a chance that both, if not one of the two others around him, would attempt to take him out of the scene.

Adrian ran, moving around behind trees, crouching near bushes, teleporting onto branches. Anything that would distract Hotaru, that way she was not able to pin point him. His diversion however, did not work. Being a nuisance, Adrian knew that Hotaru would want him out of the way. So, when she turned to face him, his body froze in place completely. His heart beat increased massively, along with adrenal glands literally working overtime to pump the extra 'power' into his body. However, he would use the 'flight' technique, not the 'fight.' Then, as if by magic, his throat began to hurt immensely.

Adrian gasped, fell to the ground on his knees, and held his chest. The pain was more severe than a heart burn, or a heart attack. It freaked Adrian out that it hadn't stopped, why hadn't it stopped. He couldn't even pay attention to the two black ninja stars twirling at his body. So, as they lodged near him, he could only look up to see the blackness that was about to engulf a piece more of his body. It was funny; Adrian didn't even feel them, one lodged in his neck for a moment before flying off and landing in a tree, and the other landing right center forth in the middle of his own shoulder.

Adrian still managed a smart ass remark. He smiled as he spoke the words, addressing the cold hearted Hotaru with immense force. ”Fuck you...whore..."

The pain of, what seemed to be searing flames burning within him, hurt more now. And so, he did what anyone would think to do. He went off to find water. Adrian disappeared, there for a minute, gone the next. Thin air resounded around where his body had been, all the mass was gone just in a moment. From there, Adrian's body appeared in a pool of freshwater, a giant water fall pounding more and more water into the pool, which then leaked out to separate little streams.

Adrian ended up at the bottom of the water, and he dreaded his choice. His body was going into shock, and with the blood of both wounds literally draining his life, Adrian knew he had to act quickly. He teleported out of the water and into an emergency room of a hospital, plucking out the one black Ninja star in his shoulder as he went. He moved to the front desk," I need...help." He began to move incoherently, his body succumbing to the 'shock' of water to heat.

Adrian fell to the ground, passing out, virtually dead. The Doctor's responded immediately, taking him, putting him on a table, and then trying their best to keep him alive. His body was shaking, his skin was cold, he'd lost a lot of blood, and the burning within his body had contributed to it all. "Hotaru..." Adrian whispered the words out with his last coherent breaths, then fell to the darkness of sleep as the amnesia took him to the land of 'dreams and nightmares.'

He did hear the few words, words that scared him. If they were true, he wouldn't get his revenge.

" Level 3 hypothermia, slim chance of survival"

It was such an odd experience, watching one's old home shrouded in dust and darkness as if it has been abandoned for years; and seeing one's older self before you, but so changed that one can barely see it.  The older out of the two Wanderers was SPEAKING!  That was the hardest idea to fathom.  Next to it, was the bitterness, extreme cynicism, apparent lack of humor, hope, and various other changes in behavior and demeanor.  All these changes, COMBINED, covered the younger's mind with disbelief and denial.  All genetical and visual similarities aside, they weren't the same people.  Even though the 16 year old could, if he had wanted to, understand how these changes could have happened.

The boy's mind shifted back to the present, or, to him, the future 19 years beyond his own time.  He was wearing casual clothes, black jeans, a crimson t-shirt with a black unzipped hoodie over it.  As a pulsating wave of light and cold was constantly erupting from the elder's palm, illuminating certain parts of the old transmatter room in a gloomy, blue glow, the young Izaac stood with arms crossed.  The old man with a 20-year old's appearance was quickly reached by a telepathic nudge by his younger counterpart, asking:  >>You can stop what you're doing, don't you have light manipulationanymore?<<  The question was finished by lifting up his hand a bit, holding a miniature sun-like construct in the palm of his hand, easily providing a shining light in the room.  The elder sighed, but ceased causing the temperature in the room to drop.  >>"No. Over time I've lost abilities, only to gain other ones.  Light was one of the first things I lost control over, I think it was because it counteracted the indig---nevermind. Just continue what you're doing."<<  The younger time traveller became confused, reflected both on his raised eyebrow and the way his miniature sun fluctuated in its light.  >>Wha--?<<  >>"Don't ask. It's one of those things you'll have to see for yourself when it happens."<<

Curious and unsatisfied, he was just about to turn around when a gestalt in a green and black outfit, and a cape, appeared before the elder of them.  The younger gripped the light orb in surprise and subconsciously prepared to launch it at the stranger, if he would turn out to be evil.  NeVann was even quicker to react, and he had soon moved to behind the stranger's back and put a kunai agaist his throat, but he spoke freely either way.  "Wanderer...whatis this? What are they doing here?"  He pointed to the time-displaced team.  "You do realize that if that traitorous wench Hotaru kills one of them in the here and now it will tear the very fabric of time and space itself asunder! Send them back to where they belong, we don't need their help."  They know each other. But I don't recognize this guy, who is he? A team recruit we've yet to meet in the present?  In the 16-year old's head, his older counterpart's voice echoed.  >>"It's Ion Prime, he used to be a WAL member...but be ready to fight either way. Something's off...I can feel it."<<

Before the Wanderer of the future had the time to answer Ion, NeVann started to pace back and forth, after having left two barely blooded streaks on Prime's neck.  He's gonna have an inspirational speech again...Izaac thought as he rolled his eyes in vague amusement.  "There is only a 19 year difference in time between yours and mine yet, you’re covered in a darkness that seems to have no dawn in sight.  And you still want to send us back to 'Where we belong'?  We belong here for now, to give the future back it’s hope.  We know failure isn’t an option, we know what could happen if anyone of us will fall, we choose to come anyway.  You know why?  Because…We Are Legend!  We shine hope in places where there seems to be none.  We are the ray of light, that breaks through and lightens up any ocean of darkness.  As a member of WAL you should know that this isn’t just a team it’s a family…"  Heh, he just pretty much said what I thought.  "Other then Hotaru I need to know the were about of two people that I know should still be alive.  First would be the Dragon Rider Cly, and second would be my son Sozuko.  After we’ve found those two we should have enough fire power to match my daughter."

The elder Man of Twilight answered the shinobi in a steady tone.  "When we arrived, I pinpointed Cly's and Sozuko's location to somewhere in Chicago."  Changing subjects slightly, he continued.  "It's untrue also...the fabric of time and space is actually very stable.  It won't be torn by time paradoxes, such things will only split the local timeline in two, or more alternate timelines." >>"But to be honest, I had forgotten about that until now.  I believed I could stop Hotaru by travelling to the past and...dealing with her there...guess I couldn't do that after all..."<<  I...FORGOT?! WHAT THE F#CK IS MY FUTURE SELF THINKING WITH?!  His glowing light orb shifted between sun levels and darkness as it fluctuated, and the veins inside his body felt like they were burning with enough force to incinerate a thick wall of steel.  Then the miniature star became a sphere of intense, blue fire instead of light, making the room slightly more dim than earlier, but with a more 'living' light source.  "...Even though that's beside the point, did you know this or are you hiding something from us Prime?"  Younger Izaac was just barely hearing anything now, the rage and blaze distracted him as his eyes made sparks of blue energy.

As a response, Ion snapped his fingers and stated:  "Well...that didn't go as I hoped it would.  Now we are going to have to do this the hard way."  Wanderer almost snapped out of his fit of rage, but at this point he was entirely covered by blue-ish flame (but without burning his clothes), and as the temperature dropped a little from his fire he raised an eyebrow.  Huh--?  Without warning, time rifts opened, and from them emerged soldiers in black armors, before the rift closed again.  "Know this Uchiha NeVann...you and your friends are going back where you all belong.  And as for you Wanderer...the Lady Hotaru would like to have a word with you."  The indigo flames around Izaac intensified as his mind reached out to Ion Prime.  >>YOU BETRAYED US!! WHY?<<  Even though he asked, he didn't really mean it.  The answer wouldn't have made a difference.  You can all...burn.  Making a hand motion, flames ignited on the floor below Ion Prime and his...super soldiers.  The fire was intense enough to illuminate the entire DOVE gate room, without problem and the temperature was off the charts.  Any person as vulnerable as an ordinary human would have been incinerated in an instant, although he was confident that they were more than capable of surviving, and he did have a measure of control that kept the fire and heat from spreading.

As Supreme Wanderer took one step forward, a field of water that seemed to struggle to keep itself in floating form, rose up like a wall between Ion and the rest of WAL.  It thickened for each hundredth of a second, and after a ripple of light had gone from its core and out, it was a block of compact ice, its molecular structure more dense than any frozen water that can be found naturally.  The elder narrowed eyes at his younger counterpart and spoke in a low tone.  "I forgot how all rational thought seemed to spontaneously dissappear whenever I went into fire mode. That bi effect will dissappear in a few weeks though, don't worry."  He turned to the rest, as a slight sparkle of light seemed to emerge from the other side of the ice wall, as if they were trying to get through.  "Well...they'll get through within a couple of minutes.  In the meantime, we might just escape from here, we got more a more alarming situation in Chicago.  Along with the traces of Cly and Sozuko, I could also feel Hotaru's and Esmeralda's presence, as well as Revolt, Mutate's son.  So to save time, I'll just take you all there now.  Any objections?!"  >>Not from me. If it was up to me, we'd go.<<  His fire seemed to loosen its strength, and after the elder was done listening to the other WAL members he said, firmly and quickly:  "Well then...be ready for another teleportation!"  I've done this hundreds of times by now...  From the point on the floor where Supreme Wanderer was standing, a ripple of light erupted and covered all WAL members.  The light could almost be blinding for anyone who wasn't used to teleportation, but the Wanderer...was more than used to it.  In the next moment of conscious thought, they were just outside Chicago Park District, the moon and stars were shining in the night sky.  After looking around to make himself familiar with the surroundings, Izaac realized that the flames that had been engulfing him were gone.  His older counterpart then spoke again:  "We're here."

Seeming to breathe life of hope into the WAL members from the past that was caught in somewhat of a generation shock. Bought on by the bleakness of how future of WAL would be, through mid way through he caught the cynical 16 year old Isaac rolling his eyes. "I know he’ll grow to be a great leader of this team someday, but sometimes I wonder if that’ll be a good thing." He thought to him in reference to Wanderer that he knew was talk telepathically to his future self. Stopping in front of Ion, he first looked at the embossed marks left from the ninja’s kunai on his neck, and then to his eyes that had rolled in a dismissive fashion. Realizing his words were wasted on the future member, he turned his attention to the Elder Wanderer as he asked for the location of two people in this time.

"When we arrived, I pinpointed Cly's and Sozuko's location to somewhere in Chicago." Changing subjects slightly, Izaac continued. "It's untrue also...the fabric of time and space is actually very stable. It won't be torn by time paradoxes, such things will only split the local timeline in two, or more alternate timelines." Placing his hand over his face and slow began to slide it down, stopping at his chin before sliding back and resting his index finger on the bridge of his nose. While taking a deep breathe, Vann felt he got the answer to the question that he had just asked himself. He wanted to ask, "How the hell could a detail as big as that escape him?" but before the words could pass his lip, like Izaac sensed the angered filled words that were about to be unleashed upon him. He spoke out the to who everyone thought to be a future teammate, ""...Even though that's beside the point, did you know this or are you hiding something from us Prime?" Looking back at Ion, the Uchiha failed to notice that light in the room dimmed slightly as the young man of twilight seemed to be as angry as he was about the information that was just presented to them. No words came from Ion in regards to what was said to him, only a snap. The un-inhabitable tower began to rumble as if California was being hit by 7.8 earthquake, that followed Prime’s words. "Well...that didn't go as I hoped it would. Now we are going to have to do things the hard way." Soon the group of time travelling heroes found themselves surround by a unit of warriors dressed down from head to toe in armor as black as the center of a black hole.

Looking from the arrogant Ion to the soldiers, an emblem rested in the center of their chest piece. It was a symbol that the shinobi could never mistake. Though most of the member of WAL would think it was just a tattoo that he had went out and got, the truth is that it’s a symbol that shows lineage to one of the sol survivors of the nearly extinct Uchiha Clan. "Know this Uchiha NeVann...you and your friends are going back to where you all belong." With a smirk he looked back to Ion, "Prime was it? I don’t know what was done to have you betray WAL but if I was you I would wipe that confident look off your face. Cause if you think that you and your," raising up his hands he made air quotes. "Super soldiers are going to stop us, you have another thing coming. Matter of fact…" His eyes looking like two full blood moons began to glow. As something that could only be described as fire began to spread alone the left side of his body, before setting and turning as black as the armor that soldiers were wearing. "They my wear the symbol of my curse seal but that don’t wield the power that barer is granted." At the same time as he activated the first level of the curse seal, he felt an odd power that was very similar to the that of the Renegade Lantern and as he turned he saw that it was coming from none other then the Supreme Wanderer. "Um when did you get a power that energy was on par of someone that had a power ring And why do you glow indigo now?." He sarcastically said as he drew his katana and seemed to simply vanish.

Adding the power of the curse seal, Vann’s speed and strength becomes amplified 4 to 5 times. Which would be equal to him opening the first two internal gates, but without leaving the user fatigued afterwards. Reappearing above head the shinobi looked as if he was standing on the ceiling. Soaring down like an eagle caught in a nose dive, he spiraled down with his sword extended out looking like a spinning top of death. As he landed, he sent a number of Ion’s forces flying with his attack. By now the room had become completely illuminated with an indigo tint as the elder Wanderer flames grew hotter and spread farther. "Izaac don’t worry about them, just shield the other and teleport us out of here!" He yelled out as his sword dances swift and gracefully at speeds where it looked as though a hundred indigo where being dragged across the black armor of the super soldiers. Twirling his blade he then stabbed it into ground, as the sound of metal scraping through concrete lightly echoed. The warrior surround the ninja, chest plates slid off their bodies. A purplish aura leaked form the shinobi’s as his eyes looked with Ion’s. The three tomoes that surrounded his pupils had begun to spin. With the power of one of the strongest doujutsu’s, Vann casted suggested genjutsu.

His Sharingan would manipulate Ion into seeing the enraged ninja charging at him, only to be blind sided and rabbit punched just under the back of the head knocking him out cold. While the Elder man of Twilight was impaled in the gut half through his construction to the ice dome that would shield time displaced team. Though in actually Supreme Wanderer had complete his ice barrier and spoke out to the team, "Well...they'll get through within a couple of minutes. In the meantime, we might just escape from here, we got more a more alarming situation in Chicago. Along with the traces of Cly and Sozuko, I could also feel Hotaru's and Esmeralda's presence, as well as Revolt, Mutate's son. So to save time, I'll just take you all there now. Any objections?!" As he listened, Vann could sense the fuel of the mystical indigo fire fading must likely do to Izaac focusing to teleport the team half way across the country. "None here!" He replied while feeding off the energy of the curse seal, he released a power lighting attack the Chidori Current. Thousands of watt voltage emitted from every pour in his body to shock and immobilize Ion’s force, by attacking their nervous system. A loud crackling of a pale blue lighting roared through out the room electrifying anything it touched. Then making three hand seals the Uchiha held out his left hand, withdrawing and focusing the lighting into his hand. Before grabbing his sword and charging at Prime, appearing behind him. The chirping of a thousand birds rang out through the room, as Vann dispelled the genjutsu while backhandedly holding his sword to Ion’s neck. "Well then...be ready for another teleportation!" He heard Izaac yelled. A glowing bright light cascaded around the young ninja, likewise with the rest of the WAL member. Feeling a bloodlust that he hadn’t felt in sometime, he was disappoint that he couldn’t finish Ion off. But he did have enough time to lean forward and whisper into Prim’s ear, "You got off lucky this time, I more important things to do at this point. But if I come across you again, I don’t see fate being so nice."

As the final word floated past his lips, he found himself just outside a park somewhere in Chicago. "We're here." He heard as the energy of the Chidori defused and faded. Sheathing his sword, Vann’s pupils constricted causing his perception of the world to change into a negative print of itself. The only color he could was that of energies that were being release. He counted four at first but one completely disappeared. Of the remaining three, two chakras were very familiar but they were at levels that he had never seen. "I’m I could be wrong but I believe that they are over there." He said as he pointed northwest to the center of the park.

"Prime was it? I don’t know what was done to have you betray WAL but if I was you I would wipe that confident look off your face. Cause if you think that you and your," Prime retained his confindent grin despite NeVann's "advice" and watched as he made childish air quotation symbols with his fingers. "Super Soldiers are going to stop us, you have another thing coming. Matter of fact…" Prime sneered at NeVann as his eyes became like two blood red moons. "They might wear the symbol of my Cursed Seal but they don’t wield the power that the bearer is granted."

When NeVann has cast what Prime knew to be a suggested genjutsu, he raised his hand into the air and banished the falsified image of an enraged Ninja Charging at him as well as the fake blindsidedness and the rabbit punch under the back of the head. "Nice try, NeVann. But that won't work, not on me or anyone else in this timeline for that matter including The Lady Hotaru...especially The Lady Hotaru." Prime said as both of his pupils were each replaced by the ominously glowing Cursed Seal of The Uchiha Clan. "There is no force in this or any other Universe that can stand against her power." Suddenly Prime's forces fell before him as NeVann unleashed the power of Chidori Current directly into their nervous systems. In the seconds that followed NeVann made three hand seals, brought out his left hand, withdrew the lightning that was ripping his forces to shreds beck into himself  and focused it through his hand.

Prime watched as NeVann grabbed his sword, teleported behind him and made the World sing the songs of a thousand chirping birds as he dispelled his genjutsu. Prime remained silent and still as he felt NeVann's sword touch his neck. Prime smiled as NeVann began to whisper arrogant and childish threats into his ear. "You got off lucky this time, I have more important things to do at this point. But if I come across you again, I don’t see fate being so nice." Prime's smiled turned into a wide, devilsh grin as NeVann faded away with Supreme Wanderer and the rest of the time-displaced WAL members.

"Was he always like that?" A voice echoed out from the darkness.

"No, he shouldn't be acting like...that. He never acted like that, not in the time period where he claims that he comes from, he was too overconfident in his abilities and in himself, it was like seeing a child throw a tempur tantrum. He was also filled with rage and thirsty for my blood. Also, did you see how he failed to check to see what the source of my power is and how he failed to notice your presence in the building? Something is out of place, that NeVann is NOT the Uchiha NeVann from our past, he is too sloppy when it comes to well...everything." Prime replied to the voice in the darkness.

"I see. Wanderer accidentally traveled 19 years into the past...of an adjacent timeline. All of them including NeVann are from another reality. Well from our point of view anyways which means..."

"Which means we have another Crisis on our hands. Just like the one that destroyed The Old Multiverse. I believe that the mistake Wanderer made by traveling to their timeline and taking them to our reality is just a warning sign that the barriers between Universes are beginning to collapse. Worlds are being connected and he is just moments away from obliterating us all with but a whisper." Prime said.

The shadowy figure of a tall humanoid male in the darkness stepped out into what little light was left glowing. Prime turned to face him and saw that there was a concerned look on his friends face. "I don't want him to come back. I don't want another Crisis to begin. Living through one was Hell enough but two? Forget about it."

"We must go to Lady Hotaru and tell her about what is happening. We must tell her that those brats must be sent back home...alive, which I know she won't like to hear, and destroy anything that can be used as a portal to both the past and the future. Our continued existence depends on it, Hyperion. I refuse to go back into the Void that was my prison for countless centuries following the original Crisis." Prime said as he began opening a portal to the park in Chicago where the Lady Hotaru was facing off against her own brother Suzoku and The Dragon Rider called Cly.

Hyperion looked at Prime and nodded in agreement. "And I am not going to spend another Billion years on the Dawntreader with my Aunt again waiting for a new Multiverse to be born. Once was bad enough. Come on, let's get out of this dump." Hyperion said as he started walking through the portal.

Hotaru smirked as she smelt the blood of her brother seeping out of his arm, going limp she watched as his arm fell in a limp back to the side of his body. Thinking this would distract him long enough, her ninja stars didnt hit their target, missing his neck, but one grazing his cheek. Not waisting time she then launched out her leg, trying to get a rib smashing kick in. But as the rouge ninja was about to make impact, Zuko let out a blasting rage of fire, the impact of the two didnt fully make contact, but the blow was still delivered, as well as his own. The pressure from his outburst, caused Hotaru to slide back, holding her arms up in the form of a 'X' in front of her face to protect herself from her brothers flames. Sliding a few feet away she finally stopped, she realized her flames had died out, standing as she slowly lowered her arms, her eyes still a blazing red as she saw her dear brother laying on the ground, his body covered in dirt and blood. But she knew their battle was far from over, there was no way a cheap blow like that could take down her twin.

Taking a moment she looked to her right, where she saw Revolt on the ground, gasping for air, his body sweating and turning into a burning red color. Hotaru chuckled as she saw that at least one of her ninja stars smashing into his shoulder. But he was smiling at her, and reading his lips, she saw him speak 'Fuck you whore.' before disappearing. She knew that if he would survive that attack, that he would be worth trying to manipulate. He was still young... she would be able to mold him just fine with the help of Poison Ninja.

But then, she heard something that confused her for a moment. A mighty roar, followed by the cry of the Dragon Rider. "Hotaru, this is the end! Prepare for the reckoning!" The kunoichi grit her teeth as she cursed under her breath, watching both Esmeralda and Cly flying towards her.

"So the overgrown lizard broke free." she smirked. "No matter... that just means I'll have to cut their reunion short." She slowly drew her sword from its sheathe as she then heard foot steps coming at her at amazing speeds. Her head made a whipping twist as her eyes narrowed at her brother, aflame and ready for another wave of attack as she saw he managed to get his arm working again. "Good, I wouldn't want this fight to be easy." She spoke as the ground beneath her suddenly began to rumble as her eyes shift down to the ground where Sozuko was running, there a snake, similar to the one earlier sent to take down Esmeralda, came rushing up from the ground, with her brother running along its back. Holding tightly onto her blade.

As the snake flew pass her, her brother jumped off of its back and into the sky. Crouching down just slightly with her blade pointing behind her, the girls eyes never left him as he came rushing down towards her. With his arms expanded out like wings, he began to twirl, making a tornado surrounding him. Hotaru smirked as she concentrated her chakra into her sword, creating a powerful swirl of wind around it. As the attack came rushing down at her like a drill  she then heard her brother yell, "Tatsumaki Raikiri!" as chakra in the form of lighting came smashing down along with the tornado. But already on the move, Hotaru jumped up into the air and thrust her sword towards the raging tornado, letting out a yell as she powered up the wind around her blade, managing to neutralizing the tornado, but was surprised when she was hit with water. Her eyes widen as she suddenly was hit with the lighting, the raw power made her muscles tense up, her body stiff as she fell to the ground. Her left arm and leg twitching involuntary as smoke rose up from her body as she laid there a moment.

Only a second she began to cough forcefully as she gasped for air, leaning to her side as she slowly rose up to her knees, her eyes back to their dead emerald color as she spat out, trying to get the taste of burnt flesh out of her mouth. Throwing her head up she let out a chuckle as she saw her brother on top of his reptile Allie and looking over to Cly. Her eyes darted over to the dragon and her rider, as she looked back at her brother. Her muscles where still rigid, hard to move, she could feel them spazzing  as she tried to stand. She lift her hands up and began to do her own series of hand seals as she watched her brother doing the same thing. Fire balls coming from his mouth as his snake spat out a stream of poisonous oil towards the rouge ninja. The poison mixed with the fire hit Hotaru with precise, the fire consuming her as her screams could be heard. To anyone, it would have seemed that he attack was a definite one. But that was all part of the plan. Before the fire hit the woman, she managed to get a clone replacement at the last moment.

She then appeared behind Zuko, her eyes now a blazing red as she silently rose up her blade high above her head and came down with it as quickly as she could, trying to slice through her brothers right shoulder as she then pushed her left shoulder forward, trying to push him off the snake and onto the ground. Wither that would work or not, she would then power up her right hand and smash it down onto the snake. Injecting heat into its head and causing it to suddenly burst open. Tissue, blood, bones and whatever was left of its brain went flying in all directions as the snakes body fell hard on the ground, shaking the Earth as it made impact. Blood spewing from where its head once was as the smell of burning flesh could be smelled for miles. Hotaru stood in front of the reptiles body, covered from head to toe in blood as her slick black hair was covering her face. Laughter could be heard from the kunoichi as her shoulders shook from it.

Rising up her head so her red eyes could see her brother her laughter suddenly stopped as her eyes had the look of almost confusion in them, and then surrounded with anger. Five more bodies of energy had entered the battlefield, which meant two things...  Izaac still lived, and Ion Prime had failed her. She knew that Izaac , brought back a small army to deal with Hotaru. "Well, if you cant get something done..." she smirked as she began to do hand seals. "Do it yourself." She spoke as the ground shook violently around her, she had summoned a huge spider that was directly under Sozuko. Within seconds the spider came smashing upward towards her brother, trying to get its monstrous venomous fangs into him. Standing tall the spider then turned its back towards the reunited Cly and Esmeralda, shooting a stream of web at them to knock them down from the sky as it tried to smash the shinobi with its legs while trying to smash its fangs into him.

Dashing off deeper into the park, the blood on her body left a trail behind her as her eyes focused on the five beings before her. The younger version of  Izaac  along with the older one, Cly and Esmeralda of the past and one that almost sent chills down her spine as well as a adrenaline rush, her father. Not waisting any time and pushing chakra into her legs for more speed, Hotaru pulled back her blade as she rushed towards Supreme Wanderer, ignoring everyone else around her as she thrust her blade forward, towards the older man's chest. "So you've finally shown yourself, friend." She smiled wickedly as she retracted her blade, threw two kunai's towards Wanderer, and smirked at her father, the blood dripping off her chin as she spoke to him. "Hello, daddy dearest, long time no see. How's mother and my younger self doing?" She chuckled as shejumped high in the air, doing hand seals as she took a deep breath "Karyuu Endan (Fire Dragon Flame Blast)!" and blew out as hard as she could, a stream of fire flowing from her mouth towards the three on the ground in the shape of a large dragon. She then turned her attention to the two flying towards the fight, the young and hopefully reckless duo. Rushing up ahead of them just a bit to the left, she jumped high into a tree and at the last moment, jumping right above Cly and Esmeralda. Bursting into flames to give her a quick boost of speed, she thrust out her right leg and tried to kick Cly in the head to knock him off his dragon. As she began to descend back to the ground she then threw out two kunia's one towards Esmeralda's right eye and the other to make a piercing towards her right wing, hoping to damage it as she landed on the ground gracefully, the blood on her body slowly starting to harden on her as she watched the chaos continue on all around her.

"Damn Izaac and his little group of dimension-hopping miscreants! They got here before we did!" Prime shouted as both he and Hyperion emerged from the portal they had opened to Chicago.

"You go to Lady Hotaru...I'll deal with Izaac and--" But before Hyperion could finish a bolt of energy tore his head off, ending Hyperion's life almost instantly.

"HYPERION! Who...oh, you got to be $#*@^&% me with this..." Prime whispered, looking upward with fear in his eyes as a SECOND Ion Prime emerged from a rift in time/space. Though he was identical to Prime, the alternate wore a customized version of the standard-issue uniform given to the men who usually would guard and watch over Sozuko and Haruto's bedchambers at night.

"I was about to say the same thing...traitor." the Alternate Prime said as he rushed forth and punched a hole in Prime's chest and tore out his heart. Not caring much to watch his corrupt other self's corpse fall to the ground, Prime turned his attention towards the battle and soared into the thick of it, just in time too. Prime could see Hotaru's Karyuu Endan attack preparing to collide with the younger incarnation of NeVann from his Universes past and placed himself directly in front of NeVann with an energy shield, just barely blocking the attack as it hit the energy shield with enough force to crack a large asteroid in half.

Turning to NeVann, Prime smiled. "Before you get any ideas...I am not who you think I am...that Prime and his accomplice are now dead. I am from your Future...that is...the Future of the timeline you and your friends came from. It would seem this world's Izaac screwed up when he traveled backwards in time, you see D.O.V.E. Gates aren't meant to be used for time travel and so Izaac ended up in my Past...your Present and brought you to this horrible place. But you'll never have to worry about this world coming into being...because it is not your Future. Your Future...my Present is so much brighter than this. Light shines in every corner of The Universe and it is the WAL Pan-Galactic Federation that keeps that Light shining. Now President...err...Captain NeVann, would be so kind as to begin unlocking all eight of your Chakra Gates. I'll hold off this sick and twisted version of Admiral...err...Miss Hotaru as best I can while you do so." Prime asked before turning his attention on Hotaru.

"This temper tantrum of yours is at an end Uchiha Hotaru of Earth-1138! You will pay dearly for the atrocities you have committed in this reality. The people you have killed will be avenged!" Prime shouted, his fists crackling with raw power, watching as Hotaru descend from the sky after having attacked one incarnation of the dragon rider known as Cly and his companion Esmerelda.

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The sun was shining bright in the forest around her, Steph would love to come here when she was younger. Steph looked down at her feet, a beautiful red apple was sitting on the ground, touching her right red boot. She neeled down to grab the apple with her left hand, she was left handed. Steph took a bite of the red apple. She began to walk to a puddle, on her way there she looked up at the trees, they looked like they were miles tall. She looked down to the puddle, she was wearing a red outfit, with a red hood. " Is today Halloween or something" she said as she pulled her hood over her head.

Clouds started to cover the bright sun, rain started to pour on the girl. She started to walk around in the forest, she was glad to have a hood. A wolf began to howl, the clouds began to move away, but the sun was gone, there was a moon now. Steph began to pick up her pase, she dropped the apple as she began to worry about the noise. Steph looked behind her, she heard fast footsteps. " Oh hell no" Steph started to run faster than she has ever ran before. It was like this forest was never ending, she could not find her way out. She tripped over a long branch,she landed in the mud. Steph began to get up, she whipped away some of the mud on her face. Steph turned around to see a woman standing behind her, she then began to speak. " If i could kill your mother i could easily kill you"


Steph woke up from her nightmare, the room was in pitch darkness. "Maybe i should redecorate" said Steph, she then got her self to pull her blue blanket off of her. Her feet touched the warm carpet as she got off the bed. " I hate this time of the month"   Steph started to walk to the bathroom, she noticed a picture of her parents on her dresser. This was a picture of them when her parents were first at WAl HQ. Feral Nova was in the background behind them,  she looked really happy. To bad Steph never got to know her to that well. Steph hated that lady who turned on WAl, the lady who turned on her own family.

Steph ran to her closet, she brought out some clothes. "It is time she dies" said Steph, she began to tie her shoes. Steph walked out of her house, then started to fly in the air. The streets of Chicago were a mess, just how could homeless people live. They were more peaceful when she first came to Chicago. She began to remember that lady's name again, It was Hotaru. "She thinks she's good with fire, i'll show her fire." Steph looked to the ground, some of the WAl  were there, so was Hotaru. Flames started to come from Steph's hands, she the landed on the ground. "Hotaru... This ends now!"

Liver, kidneys, stomach, large intestine, small intestine, all gone. A hole the size of a dinner plate in his chest. Long, dark brown hair trailed his head. In his hand, was the sword known only as Valor. Despite the title of "unbreakable," part of the blade had been chipped, and along the thin, shining blade, thousands of tiny scratches shown, proof of all the battles he had faced. Below him, beating her giant wings, the emerald dragon sped forward. Cly, late thirties, and Esmeralda, late twenties, were about to stop Hotaru once and for all. A giant cloud of smoke appeared, hindering his eyesight. Using her infrared vision, Esmeralda could make out the creature almost instantly. Giant spider. Web. Thick, white, sticky, fast web moved towards them. Esmeralda! Drop now! She curled her wings, and dove straight down. Not fast enough. She felt the web snare both of her wings, then move towards her back, covering Cly in hundreds of pounds of the sticky webbing. Unable to fly, the two fell downward, towards the ground. Landing upon it with a crash, dust and smoke filled the air around them.

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After shouting out valiantly to find a ninja, the younger Cly was sent a telepathic message from the younger Wanderer. >>Subtle much?<< Sending one back, he said, And that means...? He quickly changed his tone to not receive a harsh statement. Kidding! Sorry about that, I get excited, you know? It isn't everyday that you get to travel into the future, and see yourself all bloody and awesome and... He could tell that the younger Wanderer's attention had been lost. Oh well. One second after stopping, he heard NeVann say, "Don't do anything too rash you two!" Cly smiled, and gave him the thumbs up. Whether that meant that he listened and acknowledged the ninja was a mystery in itself. His highly responsive eyes caught sight of a figure moving fast.

Attacking the elder Wanderer, then NeVann, Cly was somewhat dazed by the speed of the attacks. It was then that he saw Hotaru move up into a tree, burst into flame, and bolted toward the Dragon Rider. Must...dodge... He felt her shoe connect with his jaw, cracking the right side of his jawbone in half, and sending him tumbling off of Esmeralda's back. Man, she hits so hard. He fell to the ground, and landed with a thud. Cly are you okay...? Distracted by the sudden attack, Esmeralda beat the air with her powerful wings, moving towards Hotaru.

Two kunai were drawn from the shinobi and thrown at high speed with precision accuracy. Her eye, right eye, the sharp metal weapon tore right at it.An inch away, she closed her right eye, the sharp point thinly scratching then redecting away from her eye from her durable skin. Unfortunately, closing her right eye hindered her of seeing the second kunai, streaking toward her right wing. Tear! Skin was torn through as the kunai entered and exited her wing, leaving a fist sized hole. Ahhhh! My wing! Pain shot through her right wing, now being wounded so as not to provide her with as much lift and the chance of tearing further if she tried to use it very hard. Esmeralda would have taken an attack at Hotaru, but the female rogue shinobi was gone. Esmeralda fluttered down to the ground, as easy as she could, so as to not damage her wing more.

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Rip! The webbing burst apart as the elder Esmeralda's extended her wings, Cly standing on her back, partially wrapped with the sticky webbing. Wind, around himself, began to spin, tearing away the webbing, piece by piece, until he was unbound. What is the fastest way between two points? Esmeralda replied, A straight path. She tucked her wings back, threw them out, and took off. Heading straight towards Hotaru, a building stood in there way. Crash! Windows shattered, foundation beams broke as the mighty emerald dragon flew into the building. Crash! Out the other side the two fly, a burning intensity in both of their eyes. Cly unsheathed Valor, brought it up, and but the handle in his mouth. Letting go of Esmeralda's neck, he fell back, grabbing the end of her tail. Yelling out with his telepathy, he screamed, JACKHAMMER!!! Esmeralda whipped her tail forward, sending the rider high into the air, directly over the spot where Hotaru was. Sending out a telepathic message to anyone engaging Hotaru, Cly said, Clear away from Hotaru, now! Esmeralda sped towards Cly, hurling through mid-air, put all four of her legs on his back, and pushed off with all her might. Godspeed. Faster than one could imagine, he had turned himself into a human bullet. Skin tearing off from the wind resistance, he struggled to keep Valor straight in front of him. Unable to speak, due to the high speed, he grunted what would have been, "Your time just ran out."

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On the ground, holding his head, and feeling dizzy from her attack, the younger Cly shook his head side to side, and rubbed his eyes. Whoa!? The Jackhammer!? I only had thoughts about such a dangerous technique! He turned his attention towards Esmeralda, who had a hurt wing. Here, let me heal that for you. Thank you, it hurts badly. He set his hand on her wing, and nothing. WHAT!? NOTHING IS HAPPENING!? He tried again, focusing as hard as he could. What is wrong Cly? Don't hurt yourself trying to help me, take it easy for a... Cly blacked out. Talk to me! Can you hear me? Nothing. She dragged him over to herself, and hid him under her wing, watching Hotaru, making sure she didn't get too close, and waiting for a miracle to happen.