Episode 46: Unite or Die

[Vince Hardy]

A dimensional tunnel opened near the White House. Vince and Apollonir came flying out of it. Apollonir returned to ball form upon exiting the tunnel, so Vince was forced to do a roll when he hit the lawn. Vince looked up to see that the White House was in relatively stable condition, which was good to see. No one seemed to have any business with the president as far as anyone was concerned. The BT System was far more important than one person serving and representing one measly country.

"Apollonir, you're still badly hurt from all of the fighting. Can you locate Lars Lion?" Vince asked him.

"Negative. My sensing abilities are a little off right now," Apollonir answered. "Use a flare."

"I don't believe it..." A mysterious voice gasped. Vince turned to where he heard the voice, and that was from a well-dressed man coming over from the air, specifically a heavily-armored Falconeer. It would seem like this man was being transported by the Air Force.

"Mr. President. How are you, sir?" Vince responded. He approached the President to shake his hand.

"I'm getting ready to fallout. I can't believe that it's actually you. Where have you been? What happened to you?" The President gladly shook his hand.

"Hung out in the Doom Dimension for a little bit until I was rescued by the Legendary Soldiers, was in stasis in Vestroia for three years while they sorted out a recurring problem in the Doom Dimension, and have been getting treated to some awesome stuff from the Silver Knights," Vince condensed into three different occurrences. "Altogether...a nice, warm welcome back."

"I figured that much. When I found out Alana had returned, I was waiting day and night for someone to say they spotted you. You sure know how to stay secretive. I expect nothing less from a man of your background. I want to ask you something though. It's about your boys..."

"...Go on..."

"Are they safe?"

"...I don't want to talk about that right now."

"Understood. I just want to share my concerns about this whole Gundalian 'issue'. Since I'm not in front of any cameras, I can say how I feel about it. I don't have to talk about the criminal liability side of the incident, but did you know that there are people that are saying they would sue you if they knew you were still alive?"

Vince laughed this one off. He didn't think the President was actually serious about him being civilly liable for what Noland and Kendrick did.

"It's no joke. They're trying to say that you're liable for giving him a Bakugan. ...Yes, the general public is not smart. I see why you might laugh at this, but this is serious. They think you're a bad parent."

"Dang...they must really be upset."

"Indeed. You don't care, do you?"

"Not at all."

"As expected."

"In all seriousness though, I want you to work this into your agenda, Mr. President. No matter what happens between us if we survive this, you MUST have consent decrees sent to all police departments. I understand what resulted in my sons doing what they did. People are frustrated with the police for not being strong enough to intervene in violent crime, so it's only natural that the departments themselves buff themselves to fix that issue. They need to up their responsibility as well. I'm going to turn the tables on this country and help my boys bring a section 1983 case against those heathens, assuming we'll get to that."

"I understand, and I implore you to do so. We still have a long way to go before we get things right as a country. It disgusts me to see that there's still this much hate in the world for people of color. I will keep that promise for you."

"Good, because I feel like the quality of our policing has gone down since Andrew and I left. Speaking of which, he's back as well."

"...You're kidding me..."

"Nope, so don't attack him or look at him funny. He's not under the influence of the Doom Card anymore, but he'll still kill you. Watch out."

Vince conjured a spark in his hands and threw it on the ground. This resulted in numerous sparks flying up into the air like a sort of flare. They wanted to be found as quickly as possible.

"We will do everything we can to assist you in this fight. I hate that we have to rely on the Silver Knights and a group of kids to get us out of this one. The power creep snuck up on us really fast. It would've helped if Andrew wasn't evil back then, ya know? That's what we're paying the CIA to do for us..."

"Yeah. That was definitely a factor to this, but we'll pull through. Keep your head up. We're in it to win it."

[Vince Hardy]

Oberus had picked up on Vince's flare the quickest. As Vince was pacing back and forth on the White House's lawn, he was playfully pinned to the ground by an incoming Oberus. She planted her beak right on top of his head.

"Where have you been? You had me worried sick!" Oberus complained.

"Doom Dimension," Vince responded.

"Again? Really?"

"Thanks for worrying about me too," Apollonir erroneously thanked. He was sitting off to the side in monster form.

"Oh, you're fine," Oberus insisted. "Or maybe not. It's rare that you get beaten up like that. You're probably not used to an ass-whooping like that."

"You're going to be next if you keep making light of the situation," Apollonir threatened.

"Please. In your state, you'll be lucky if you graze me," Oberus countered.

"Oh?" Apollonir stood up in a provocative manner, ready to bend that beak backwards.

"Go ahead and have at it, you two. You're making me feel really confident about our chances of winning right now, which was already small to begin with," Vince spoke out.

"Tsk...fine..." Oberus surrendered.

"Where's Seiki and Ahio?" Vince suddenly asked.

"We split up when I saw the flare. I sent them to go look for the other survivors while I get the Soldiers together," Oberus answered.

"Do you know if Lars Lion is okay?"

"We lost telepathic connection when the energy destabilization happened. I have no idea where she is or what's going on. It's her we're talking about, so she should be fine."

"Well, I made this flare specifically so she could find us. Apollonir's more banged up than we expected. His sensing abilities are disabled in his current state, and he can't move all that well right now. I figured Lars Lion could heal him of all the damage he took from being that close to the BT System when its energy collapsed."

Oberus screeched loudly as a sign that this was a dire emergency, and that Lars Lion needed to come there immediately. Of course, the noise she made was rather annoying for one being's ears...

"Can you be any more obnoxious?" Apollonir asked, sickened by what he heard.

"Well excuse me for trying to help you!" Oberus responded.

"Of course..."

"Yes?" Lars Lion dashed over to their location with unexpected speed. She looked at both Apollonir and Oberus. She could easily deduce why she was being called there.

"Life Surge!" This healing ability had to be charged based on how powerful it was. She closed her eyes for around five seconds like she was praying. When she was done, a powerful wave was invoked upon Vince, Apollonir, and Oberus that instantly restored their health and stamina back to full capacity. She's barred from healing for fifteen seconds afterwards.

"Thanks a bunch," Apollonir thanked. Now that he was restored to full power, they could get some things done.

"Oberus, track down any Resistor, Spartan, and Silver Knight you can find. Screech if there's any other emergency like with Apollonir, or worse."

"Understood."

"Apollonir, assemble the other Soldiers."

"Got it."

"Lars Lion...I need help finding my son."

"Very well then. Come." Lars Lion lifted Vince up with her telepathy. She put him right beside her. Now they were all ready to move.

"Okay. Move out. Let's get this done."

[Kendrick Hardy]

It was natural to question where Kendrick was, considering the last time he was seen was at the Silver Knight HQ. He was in Grandma's house, along with Sandra herself. They were taking shelter in their basement, which was surprisingly fortified. Sandra was sitting on a couch watching the tv for any updates on their current situation. Kendrick was pacing back and forth near their endless supply of water and food, which they conveniently had before this disaster took place. Sandra was rather paranoid about another disaster happening again, so she stocked up on supplies beforehand. Those would all be useless if they all get destroyed by the BT System, but she had the goods anyway. At least she wouldn't have to go outside and be subjected to any dangers as they wait for whoever is going to save them to save them.

"Thank God we weren't at that building when it got attacked by those evil people," Sandra muttered. "We would've been killed..."

Kendrick said nothing about the current events. He had a plain look on his face, like he was thinking hard about something.

"We should be dead right now," Kendrick added. "That machine they picked up on camera before things got chaotic... That was it: the BT System. It had to be... Someone must have stopped it."

"That 'someone' needs to be hailed as a hero until the end of time, if that's the case. You think Noland or Vince had anything to do with it?"

"Maybe...I wouldn't be surprised," he said.

"Hm...something's on your mind. I can tell by how you sound right now."

"Yeah...you can say that." Kendrick sat down on a couch right next to Sandra's. He sighed before explaining what was wrong with them. "Grandma, this might sound weird to ask you, but...Noland's behavior had me thinking about this. How come Dad or you haven't beat us yet?"

"Oh...that IS a weird question there, Ken."

"But necessary. I heard other kids at school talking about how their mom or dad whooped their behinds with belts and stuff whenever they acted up. Noland and I have done MANY things other kids our age shouldn't be doing. How come we never got punished like that?"

"...They really weren't kidding when they said you were intelligent. No one your age would ask something like that or even think to question why it happens. Alright. If you want to know, I'll tell you. There's a reason why we don't talk about your grandfather. He was an abusive parent. Vince had gotten sick of it to the point of outright fighting him when he was 16 years old, because he had gotten sick of the routine of getting beaten with an object whenever he did something wrong, and that didn't count the way that he was being talked to, such as being called a stubborn ass, little bitch, and any word along those lines you can think of that I better not hear you repeating."

"Oh..."

"Yeah. Was Vince disrespectful? From a certain perspective, yes. We were his parents, and we are supposed to do what is necessary to get them ready to be grown-ups, because the mistakes you make as an adult when you were a kid doesn't just come up with a simple slap on the wrist or a spanking. There are serious consequences. There's a certain line that needs to be drawn though. Even though we were his parents and he was a child, he was still a human being, and we shouldn't stoop as low as to treat them less than that just because we 'pay the bills' or whatever. He believes more in life experience and compassion rather than beatings, because he believes that beatings instill hatred and spite rather than getting them to learn from their mistakes."

"So...you started believing in that as well once we started living with you?"

"Exactly."

"Did it work?"

"I think so. Parenting isn't as straightforward as some might think. Different kids require different strategies. Not everyone has to be hit to get them to learn things. Vince was more realistic in his approach towards the both of you. He'll hit you where it hurts by taking away the things that you love. That's how it is in real life. You do what you're not supposed to do, that's what's going to happen, not someone preying on you with a belt, unless you're in prison where you're going to end up like Tom, but why would any sane parent prepare you for prison though?"

"So when Noland was held responsible for one of the worst mass killings with a Bakugan in U.S. history, you..."

"Did nothing. Why punish him more than he's already getting? He's a pariah, an enemy of the state. How do you think he'll learn from that? Getting to see what happens when he does that, or me getting a whip? That's what Vince taught me. Plus...I can see another reason why he didn't beat you guys after what happened with Tonya. I imagine he was afraid of what it might do to you if he got pushed to rebel..."

"Even when it comes to him fighting?"

"...Of course. It was always about Noland from the moment you asked, wasn't it?"

"Before the 9/11 thing happened, Noland and I were crazy about brawling. We watched pro matches together all the time. Suddenly, that all stops after Dad was gone, because he never bothered to train me again since he was scared that I'd end up doing what him and Dad are doing now. Even you and Noland got in a heated argument about this. I didn't understand it before, but after all of this, I can see things clearly. You objected to him being the hero because you were scared that what happened to Dad might happen to him, or worse, didn't you?"

"...I remember telling you that Vince and I needed to have a PRIVATE conversation about that. I'm guessing you didn't listen when I told you to excuse yourself for a moment?"

"I'm going to be very straightforward with you, Grandma. When Noland started training me again after nationals, he wasn't teaching me things we saw on tv or what he learned fighting in the circuit. He was teaching me how to KILL people. At 11-years-old, I shouldn't have to be taught how to do those things. I also shouldn't have to watch my best friend dying to these parasites and later learning that some evil scientist at Eden killed her. I say all of that to say...that we didn't sign up to experience any of this. Why couldn't you have just stopped them...?"

"...It's a little selfish to stop the two of them just because we're scared of what might come to us."

"...?"

"It's not up to me to decide who is and who isn't a hero. Yeah, I know it's painful to think about all of the things that come with being related to people that notorious, but they're what we have to work with. I don't have to like it, but they have the power to save us all, and I have to support their ability to do so, even if I'm dealing with a teenager. You may not know how to process all of what you're feeling right now, and that's okay. It's normal. I've never gotten used to it. Just know that we need to be heroes too by being in their corner, no matter what happens. That comes with anyone important to you."

[Kendrick Hardy]

Before Kendrick could finish processing what was said to him, the basement shook. It appeared that someone knew they were down there and wanted them to come out. On the surface, the ones who requested their presence was none other than the two troublemakers: Krakix and Siege. Siege was the one tapping his index finger near the house. The fact that he knew where they were and didn't bother destroying anything shows that he's there for another reason than fighting.

The two of them waited for a minute before anything happened. They looked at each other in confusion. it was like they were questioning if they were in the right spot or not. Suddenly, the door to the house is flung open, and an electric pulse is shot at both of them. They're both stunned significantly. Before another one could be fired, Krakix put his hand up in a surrendering fashion.

"No, wait! Stop! You got us! The Hurranians are gone!" Krakix panicked.

"I...I don't believe it..." Sandra muttered while still inside of the house. It seems the Gundalian powers can short-circuit the Hurranians if their mental state has reached a certain capacity. It seems their defeat at the hands of Tank, his friends, and Seiki loosened them up.

"Whew. Thanks a bunch, dude. I'm SO GLAD that's over. It was a very long nightmare," Siege commented on their Hurranian-motivated activity. "Well, don't leave us hanging out here by ourselves. How's it going? It's been...uh...."

"Four years."

"Four years? Man, time really flied by, didn't it? I can't wait to see how everyone has grown since we last saw them!"

"That's if we live to do that," Krakix mentioned. "I sense a very uneasy pressure heading towards us..."

"Wh-what...does that...mean...?" Sandra said, afraid that they were really about to die based on the description Krakix gave.

[Vince Hardy]

Lars Lion suddenly appeared behind Krakix and Siege. She didn't attack them though. Instead, she laid hands on them, checking to see if they were being honest in their behavior. She stayed that way for less than five seconds to come to a conclusion.

"Do not worry. I won't be making you see the light now that you're free," Lars Lion promised. She looked inside of the house to address Kendrick and Sandra personally. "Please come out and greet our guests. It has been too long."

Lars Lion sensed something rather...annoying after she said that. She turned to her side and saw Siege kneeling before her. He was also blushing, making her feel slightly uncomfortable. "Please stop that. I'm not your goddess," Lars Lion asked nicely.

Vince was dropped off on the sidewalk. He looked up at Krakix, and gave him a warm salute.

"What's up with you, Krakix? It's been too long," Vince greeted.

"Likewise, Vince," Krakix returned. "It's good to be back to see some familiar faces. How's Noland doing?"

"Oooooooo...poor timing," Vince responded.

"What do you mean?"

"Yeah. What does he mean?" Sandra stepped out of the house to confront her son over what's going on. "What's going on? What happened to my grandson?"

"..."

"Um...Dad...?" Kendrick eyed with curiosity.

"Should I tell them?" Lars Lion asked.

"...Mom...son...please forgive Noland and Drago... Both of them were killed from the energy spike caused when they made the BT System destabilize... The queen took their bodies..."

Sandra stood there in shock. After ten seconds of non-movement, she collapsed. Kendrick's reflexes in his Gundalian form was fast enough to catch her before she hit the sidewalk, but there was no difference in doing so. She died. Kendrick felt her go, and tears started flowing down his eyes.

"Lars Lion," Vince called. Lars Lion floated towards Sandra's body. She laid hands on her and gently brushed it over where her heart would be located. Sandra was resurrected, but Lars Lion kept her unconscious on purpose to prevent it from happening again.

"Dad...how could this happen?"

"I don't have an answer. There was nothing I could've done to stop what led to them doing that," Vince responded. "And...it gets worse. The Hurranians have the BT System as well. If it gets activated one more time, we're goners. We can't stop Dasia without them, and the only possible way we'll live is I offer up my life to stop it...if Dasia doesn't kill me before I can do it."

"So that's it, huh? Noland's gone, and now...you too...again...?"

"If it were up to me, Noland would've been telling you this in my place, but that's how it is, kiddo. There's no other way to stop her. She's not only more powerful than us, but the biological weapons they have can't be matched."

"So the best case scenario is that you'll die, leaving no one here capable of shutting that thing down? We're delaying the inevitable! We're all going to die either way!"

"Not if we're quick and efficient about our movement from here on out," Vince countered. "Our situation will need to change within the next 24 hours before that weapon is ready to go. The Hurranians will have to come out of hiding to use it. That's what we're going to bank on, but we can't do it if we're distracted by our less than pleasant dilemma."

"...Okay then... If it's our last stand, I might as well stand with you. I'm a brawler too."

"Sounds good." Vince approached Kendrick to take Sandra off of his hands. "Need any tech to help with your abilities?"

"I have just the thing." Kendrick went back into the house to grab what he was referring to. When he came back out, he was armed with a familiar device.

"Huh... I'm really honored you boys kept that..." Vince saw his old gauntlet on Kendrick's arm. First, it was used by Noland, but now, Kendrick sported it. He probably wears it better than Noland did. "Krakix, want to do me a solid?"

"Already ahead of you. I'll be honored to fight for him."

"So...um...do I get to fight for him too, or...?"

"Be on standby, Siege. You're with my mother when I decide for her to wake up."

"Copy."

"Be sure to lock the doors before you leave," Lars Lion reminded Kendrick.

"Alright... Let's hurry it up. Time's not waiting."

[Damian Knight]

Damian and Helios were slightly bruised from their never-ending fight against the Hurranian forces who seemed to deem him a very high threat and did not want him to make it out of here alive. There was a mechanized Helios standing in front of them, and he looked like he was winning against Damian's Helios.

"You surprised me, little one," the Helios said of Damian's Helios. "You're the third strongest Helios out of the entire species. Only a Darkus one has you beaten, aside from yours truly."

"D-damn... This is bad..." Damian grunted. The damage he and Helios have sustained was not as severe as one might think, but the problem was that their stamina was running low from the fight he had with the Assail System from before, and lasting all the way up until now after being hit by the massive power surge from the BT System. The fact that they lasted this long against this kind of power should say a lot about how strong the leader of the Spartans actually is...but that doesn't matter when they're about to get creamed.

"Damian...I can kill him..." Helios assured. He held up four fingers to show what was going to make that happen.

"...Might as well go out with a bang, huh?" Damian was about to authorize the transition into the fabled Fourth Layer, but it was stopped by an incoming fire blast aimed at the mechanical Helios.

"Oh shit... It's him..." the mechanical Helios cursed. He knew it was Apollonir who shot at him. He digitized away from the area before the blast hit and didn't bother returning. He knew he was going to lose.

"Ha...scared him off..." Damian celebrated. He looked around the area until he spotted Apollonir quickly flying towards their location. When he landed, he took a good look at Helios, and decided to speak on what he just witnessed.

"You're pretty tough, aren't you?" Apollonir wondered.

"Do you really need to ask?" Helios responded.

"The Hurranians need to send a Bakugan who previously beat you to kill me. I believe that sums up how strong I am right there," Damian shrugged. He had a good point too.

"Hm..." Apollonir could accurately gauge how powerful Damian was at the moment, and it wasn't pretty by any stretch of the imagination.

"I can see why Drago had trouble with this one. His overall strength is higher than what I felt from the Admiral, even with her other form... This Fourth Layer may be a trump card in place of Noland and Drago, but...what are the complications surrounding that power?" Apollonir thought in his mind.

"I have a favor to ask of you, Spartan," Apollonir started. He conjured a fireball in his hands and pressed it against Helios' chest to replenish his reserves. If there were any more enemies as nasty as that mecha Helios, than they were going to need all hands on deck. "Gather your comrades and meet with us at a designated location. We need your power."

"Who do you mean by 'we'?" Damian asked. "I can tolerate the Resistors, but the Silver Knights don't fit my style. Maybe I should just work with some of you Legendary Soldiers. Unlike the Knights, you can actually hold your weight."

"Then you won't work with the Silver Knights," Apollonir compromised. "You might have to suck it up with the Resistors though, unless you want to stay out here and have some fun with that Helios again. That can be arranged too if you try to harm someone."

"Okay, okay. Good grief, man. Cut me some slack, will ya? I'm a reasonable guy. I'm here by choice anyway."

"We were going to get excommunicated if we refused to help the humans," Helios added.

"Not helping, Helios!"

"I'm going to trust that you'll do right by us, but remember one thing, Spartan. You have a lot of potential. Don't let selfishness or greed ruin it like it did for the Helios you just fought."

"Well, well. Complimented by a Legendary Soldier. I'll take it." Damian boarded Helios to go look for the other Spartans. "Hit me up whenever. I'll help you guys annihilate this hag. Don't forget though, no Silver Knights. Ah, you're not going to forget." Helios flew off to get Jamal and Yita out of here immediately.

[Jamal Armstrong]

Jamal was also a high priority threat to the Hurranians, so they wanted him gone as well. To do that, they had some leftover treats from the earlier battle pile up in one place to steamroll Tec. Those treats happened to be Misfortune 13 combat forms that merged together to form an even larger version of the form the Admiral uses in battle.

Tec stood bravely against a seemingly more powerful foe that took three of the top Resistors to face, but in reality, it wasn't. The actual Zero Hydranoid was much more experienced and will likely come out on top when faced with these fakers. Jamal knew this, because the Hurranians have to control the forms they steal if the actual person who owns it isn't in there ranks anymore. Still, the firepower was more devastating than the real deal's, which seemed to pose a problem for the Spartan.

"So that's what that lady had in reserve, huh?" Jamal assumed. He had a few bruises from facing this monstrosity alone. He wiped some blood off of his face as he continued to stare this thing down. "It sure doesn't help that the Hurranians made it this strong. Our attacks aren't damaging it anymore..."

"...Thanks for the encouragement," Tec sarcastically thanked. He knew he was on the ropes. He didn't need Jamal voicing it so everyone could hear.

"Sure thing, buddy," Jamal returned as a joke. "I'd run, but something about this transformation is blocking my dimension transporter. I say we hold out as long as we can. Don't bother with offense for the time-being."

"Yeah? Okay then." The Misfortune 13 started blasting him continuously. Tec's defensive enhancements allowed him to hold his ground, but it was obvious he was getting banged up. Tec didn't show any signs of toppling over, so that was a good sign. The only concern now was if he can take what's coming next. The Misfortune 13 was using all of its heads to charge one massive payload.

"Having trouble?" The voice of the Legendary Soldier, Clayf, rang loud in Jamal's ears. He is exactly who they wanted to see, aside from Excedra for obvious reasons. He descended to the ground next to Tec, ignoring the attack about to be sent towards them.

"Yeah...I haven't been hurt this much in a long time," Tec conceded.

"I can barely tell. You're standing like everything's okay in there. Solid fortitude," Clayf commended. The Misfortune 13 fired the attack, but before it was completely unleashed, Clayf took his axe and swung it in its direction. This created a powerful force of pressure that dented all of its heads and forced them to turn away from Tec when they shot. The terrible attack they were going to kill the Spartan with ended up being shot towards the sky.

After a small display of the Legendary Soldier's power, the Misfortune 13 form did the same thing the mechanical Helios did against Apollonir and opted to retreat than to face him in battle.

"Amazing..." Jamal said in awe of Clayf's strength. "I really appreciate that. Thanks."

"Don't mention it. Any chance to smack around an Excedra is fine by me," Clayf replied, alluding to some form of animosity towards the Legendary Soldier, Excedra. "Guess what there is now that I saved your lives? It starts with a 'c'."

"...There's a catch..." Tec knew.

"You bet there is!" Clayf confirmed. "It's nothing outrageous though. We, the survivors, need your help. That's all I ask."

"That can go very badly, you know," Jamal retorted. "The Spartans and the Silver Knights don't really get along, and that's not counting some of the tension that lies with some Resistors as well. I think it would be best if we were to-"

"I know one particular Excedra I can't stop as easily. Should I escort you to him?"

"Work together? Sure. Whatever you say, sir," Jamal quickly surrendered.

"Great answer. Also, I have another request for you. Keep your friend's mouth shut, or else."

Jamal gulped. If Damian did anything out of line, Clayf was going after him and Tec. That seemed unfair, but who was he to argue? Xavier was in control of the Spartans, so if he goes back to Vestal, he's AWOL. He had no choice.

"Are the threats really necessary?"

"If they worked, then yes, Clayf answered before turning his back to depart from the scene. "You call yourself the Flying Fortress, don't ya? Let down the gate for these folk. Friends and foes must unite to face this powerful enemy. Resistor, Spartan, Silver Knight, Eden, or Legendary Soldier, our titles make no difference. We MUST come together as a unified force, or we've lost. There's no alternative. None of us have to become best buddies. All we need to do is fight. I will talk to you later."

Jamal watched as Clayf left the area on his own. He looked at Tec to see what his reaction to that statement was. They both sighed, knowing what was going to come. He then saw a shadow of Damian and Helios fly over them. They nodded as they got ready to go to work.

[Yita Aileen Nyx]

It looks like she was going to be okay, especially with Yashu, but it seems like the world is telling her otherwise- more like showing and making her experience it as this point. Her feline partner was doing his very best on holding off the bakugan that called himself a Lumagrowl, a bakugan that certain appeared different, more powerful than the other goons that dared approach her not too long ago. Yashu was effortlessly striking down every one of those weaklings, even dealing some heavy damage upon the encounter of the Lumegrowl. It was swipe after swipe, strike after strike. Each blow dealing a fair amount of damage. Of course, the opponent managed to land a few blows, but they weren't any biggie, especially with Yita's concentration on winning this and finally getting back to Noland. Who knows what he was up to now?

Just when she was about to win, land the last few killing blows, something odd overtakes her. From the shadows comes a figure that shouldn't be there, someone who had died long ago, yet still stands today. That is expected considering the current state of the world.

She was forced back by what feels like some imaginary force, pushed down to her knees and holding her head in her hands. A painful throbbing feeling came from her head, as if someone was poking around her head.
No.
This wasn't supposed to be happening! It was her who was the hacker, not this other person! Yita's eye lock onto a figure that wasn't there before, standing behind the Lumagrowl, the bakugan's partner. "Well curse you," Yita hisses through her pain and going back to tending to the pain that came from her cranial cavity.

Yashu shoots a worried glance back at his (hopefully) former abusive partner and gets his head back in the game when the Lumegrowl launched at him again. Yashu manages to move in the nick of time, but it only went downhill from there. With his partner down on her knees in pain, another partner coming out from the shadows, and Yashu himself worried over the well being of his own partner- Yeah. Things certainly were not looking well at all.

The pain that Yita felt, it has toned down- only for her dark thoughts of Noland going crazy and sending Draco out to do- She clenches her teeth together. No no no, this was bad, this was oh so very bad.

Yashu and the Lumagrowl were too busy duking it out with one another, and Yita was down in pain and fear. Both were too busy to notice the partner of the Lumagrowl making her way to the haos spartan, ready for a rather direct and personal assault.

[Seiki Maki]

"Even if you're a horrible person-"

There was a sudden gust of wind, followed by a crash and a screech. The odd force working against Yita dulls down, allowing her the window to recollect herself.

"No one should die in such a manner."

Seiki hops off of Ahio, the large bird-dragon using her massive form to shield the two of them from any harm. Of course, the bakugan herself wouldn't be able to hold off too much, but it should give her partner enough time to help the spartan back up to her feet. "Come on, we need to finish this up. I'm sure there are others either waiting or looking for you- us." Seiki says holding out her hand, assisting the hacker back onto her feet. By the looks of it, the other was rather awestruck.

Lumagrowl attempts an attack at the seraphium with the assist of Kazarina. Ahio fend off the first few as the two of them were still in the process of helping each other. Once Ahio felt Seiki's gaze on her, the bakugan launcher herself right up into the air and shoots a blast at Lumagrowl and his partner.

[Yita Aileen Nyx]

Yita takes a moment to shake herself back into the game and smirks ad the sudden turn of events. There was no way for Kazerina to take control of their mind without being attacked by the other. It was a very nice place to be. In fact, this would be the optimal time to try something she had started on not too long ago."Thanks for the help, I still hate you though for being close to Noland." She hums with a closed eye smile and a grin that could kill. How typical coming from someone of the likes of hers. "But I'll overlook it for the next 47 minutes. You take care of beating these things, kay? I got the rest!~"

Yita pulls up a file stashed in her storage and uploads it to Yashu in the form of a bakugan's ability card. It was like any other card, except it had an eerie glow to it. "Tehehe~ This will be fun. Data delete and recover." The ability's name was much like the ability itself. Yashu launches himself towards Lumagrowl and his partner, blasting what seems to be a scanning ray over the two of them. Their essence was captured in the blast, and the blast proceeded to delete them.

In a sense, Yita had created a file to capture the data of those in the blast, and delete them out of this reality. Her partner certainly picked up some things from Donovan with the spirit of souls and whatever else is in there- It sure does help the Haos duo out.

[Vince Hardy]

A pillar of smoke touched down on the ground from the sky. When it dispersed, it dropped off the obvious. The big, bad Excedra stood right in front of Yita and Seiki. He didn't know the two ladies were even there until he looked down a little bit to see that they were there.

"Oh great...it's YOU..." Excedra sighed when he saw Yita. He eyes Seiki, and it all started to make sense. Out of all of the partnerships that could've happened, THIS is what happens when no one else is looking? Seiki helping Yita? Who is responsible for this sorcery?

"Why couldn't I have found anyone else? There's stalker weakling, and then there's selfish weakling. Both of them together in one place spells trouble," Excedra insulted in his mind. "Ah...screw it. They're not going to keep us from dying if it gets to that point anyway..."

The heads on Excedra's body were getting ready to shoot both Yashu and Ahio. "Power of the Hydra!" When he unleashed all of the blasts at the same time, it resulted in a burst of light engulfing Yashu and Ahio. The surprising thing was...it didn't hurt them.

"I won't hurt you. Don't worry," Excedra assured. The type of buff he just casted on those two was interesting. This one boosted the power capacity of those two maggots by 25% for each head he uses. In this case, it was eight, so they received a 200% boost. It was quite overpowered and is something he would only use on himself, but these two needed it in case another nasty enemy like Misfortune 13 or Cyborg Helios comes around to bully them. "That technique will backfire and eat through your bodies if you don't come to find me within an allotted time limit...and only another Excedra Bakugan can stop it from happening, so you better cooperate..."

Excedra started walking away from the area, knowing that the ladies had no choice but to comply with his demand that they help or risk being destroyed. 

[Seiki Maki]

"Selfish weakling?" Seiki scoffs as she eyes the bakugan's movements. Darkus bakugans never really sat well with her, this encounter and many others were the reason why. Oh great. It casted something on Ahio, and the effects were rather odd to say the least. It was like a double edge sword. They would have some fairly high attack power, but would eat away at their bakugans. Didn't something happen like this before? It was probably during those matches seeing the way Yita was reacting to this.

Seiki sighs and plays along to the darkus bakugan's wishes. "Just make sure you fix this up later when you're done." she grumbles, not all to lenient on looking Ahio like this. She wasn't like Yita who could hack up the system and have a spam of revivals, so Seiki would have to play it safe and just go along with it.

Of course, Ahio was staying positive and marveling in awe at all this power she was feeling, describing it as a very high and constant sugar rush in her terms. 

[Alana Cortese]

A green Bakugan's head was slammed against the concrete with extreme force, knocking it completely out. A Darkus Bakugan was then seen finishing this Bakugan and its Gundalian handler by obliterating them with his destructive blasts.

It was clear this was Hydranoid getting his hands dirty fighting these remnants, but even he had reached his limit. He was gassed.

After killing the last opponent, he knelt down on the ground and was breathing heavily out of all three heads. Alana was doing the same, because it seemed like she had to do some moving when it came to opponents going directly for her.

"I...can't...keep doing...this..." Alana struggled to get out. "Hydranoid...we have to...run..."

"Run...? Yeah...okay. I'll run alright...IF I knew where to run..." Hydranoid replied, and he had a good point. "I really wish...I could've stole their stamina too...instead of their power..." Hydranoid's reserves were a-okay, but in the stamina department...he was going to drop very soon.

"Let's just...make an attempt..." As Alana said that, four menaces rose from the ground to confront the duo. A human girl decided to join them three seconds later. It was all too apparent at what was going on here when they see an old face: Elico.

"Oh...hey..." Hydranoid nervously greeted. He knew what was going on here. Judging by the main Pack members accompanying him, there was no question he was here for revenge.

"Sup?" Elico responded.

"Oh, nothing. Killing a few terrorists here and there, feasting on their power levels, pissing people off, whatever a Hydranoid does best. So...how have you been? Life's treating you well...?"

"I wouldn't know that, would I?"

"Right...! How insensitive of me... I'm dead, aren't I?"

"Yes, you fucking are." Elico began charging an attack of his own. As he did so, the Evolved Pack members were raising their energy to do the same. With it, they would hope to get a head start in getting revenge on Hydranoid.

[Allen Silva]

Before the pack could launch a attack, three purple energy attacks launched in thier direction. It was very clear what this attack was, but any doubt was disspelled when Allen Silva and Gorem walked onto the scene. They did so slowly because it was cooler that way." Hey, you guys know its not cool to gang up on a lady. Guess we have to teach you some manners. Ready partner?"

" Ready as ever compadre." The large subterra bakugan said, cracking his knuckles in preparation." And of course it had to be the pack. Arent you guys getting tired of getting spanked by us?"

Allen turned his gaze towards Alana, who was forced to a kneel by the sheer numbers of bakugan." You look like you've seen better days. Up you go." He grabbed one of Alana's arms, draping it around his shoulder so she could use him as a brace." You do know asking for backup is a option, right?"

[Alana Cortese]

Hydranoid watched as the Elico and the Pack got rocked by Gorem's sudden attack. As soon as he saw this, he started backing away slowly. It was like he was dragging himself backwards from the way he moved.

"Oh look. Gorem's here. Looks like you guys lucked out. I won't be killing your punk asses one more time," Hydranoid affirmed to their opponents. Hydranoid dragged himself backwards to a reasonable distance where he wouldn't be shot up in an instant. "Okay... Gorem, you have fun with that. As for me..." Hydranoid lowered himself to the ground and planted all three heads there. He was utterly stumped. "I'll just sit here...and watch..."

Alana did feel a little bad that she'd be placing most of her weight on Allen's shoulders, but he was a tough guy. She knew he could handle it. By the time he gets ready to complain about it, she'd have gotten comfortable and will keep doing this just to troll him.

"Only when they're available," Alana countered. Now that Allen was available, she could reap the benefits. "Okay, 'backup.' Carry me..."