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It had been several days since Hiro and Luana escaped from the VCI reserve, and without incident. They were able to stay under the radar of Overwatch Prime who searched for them. They avoided cities where they would be noticed, and stuck to traveling through smaller rural areas where people tended to mind their own business, but even that was still a risk. Luana stole a vehicle and destroyed its GPS tracer, and the onboard insurance camera so that the vehicle could not be traced. And yet again Hiro wondered what she was that she could tinker and manipulate the electronic devices, was she a mutate, or humanite? It was frustrating to him that Luana was so guarded about herself, he helped her escape VCI, the least should could do was open up and give him more information about herself. He knew nothing about her save for that she came from VCI and was possibly a test subject as he was. The cause of his frustrations were that he found himself attracted to her, and no matter how much he told himself it was a bad idea he ended becoming that much more attracted to her. The stolen car was fine until they were spotted by a police car, a chase ensued and Luana eventually lost their pursuers thanks to her fancy driving. The car was heavily damaged though so they had to ditch it and walk on foot. The duo found themselves walking out in the country in green wide open hilly fields. The one and only goal was to get out of Kentucky and as far away from VCI as possible. They did not realize how difficult that would be. They were still in Kentucky, and only a few days away from VCI. It was time for Hiro to replenish again, he could feel his power slowly fading. He stopped walking.

“Wait.” He said looking around. Luana stopped and looked back at Hiro impatiently. 

“What are you doing?” She asked.

“Searching for any body of water. A creek, river, pond, or lake. Anyplace I can replenish.” 

“So you have to be immersed in water to do that?” Luana asked. Hiro closed his eyes sniffing the air for traces of water sources. Luana thought he looked foolish.

“Depends on my level of weakness. The way you found me the other day on the VCI reserve? That time I needed to be immersed in water, I was too drained. Right now a nice tall glass of water would suffice as it has since we left the reserve because I replenished. But if I don’t get a glass soon, I will need more than just a glass of water in a few hours. I don’t want to get at that level of weakness again ever!”

“So you can maintain your power levels like you had back at the lake against the Black Squad?”

“No. The only time I have that kind of power is if I am immersed water. But I’m not a weakling either even when I am not in water, just not at that level.” Hiro shook his head realizing something. “Why am I telling you things about me when you don’t say shit about you to me? How about let’s not have a double standard? I have busted my ass to help a damn woman I don’t even know!” Hiro said enraged. Luana looked at him with focused temper. 

“Did you forget that if not for me you’d still be laying on your ass back in the reserve waiting for Black Squad to pick you up?” 

“You won’t guilt me with that, because you needed me! That’s why you came to me to begin with! In fact Black Squad caught you pretty quickly! That damn gun you had didn’t even do anything for you to stop them, and swinging a tree trunk at them was useless as well! You say I would still be laying on the ground back on that reserve? But I freed you from your shackles! Or did you forget? You have done nothing but treat me like a piece of shit and talk down to me! But maybe you’re the piece of shit! Did you ever think of that? You’re nothing but a cold hearted bitch!” His words were hurtful to her, she tried to wave them off but found all she could do was lower her head and catch her breath trying to digest it all. Hiro expected Luana to lash out angrily at him, he waited. She grabbed the zipper that was in the middle of her VCI jumpsuit and unzipped it by pulling the zipper down to her midsection. She then opened the suit exposing her breasts, Hiro stepped back in shock. “What are you doing?” He said bringing his arms up defensively, he did not realize he was doing this but he had never seen a woman’s breasts before. Luana remained silent. Pulling her arms out of the jumpsuit she lowered pushing it down off of her hips, once she did that the jumpsuit fell to her ankles. She stood back up to reveal that she was fully naked. Hiro stared at her body taking it all in. She was flawless, so beautiful. 

“I owe you for helping me escape, fuck me.” She said in a saddened voice. Hiro looked up at her eyes his own wide in disbelief.

“What?” He gasped. Luana did not blink, her face was bland.

“I said fuck me.” She said without emotion. Hiro turned his back to her feeling flustered. 

“No!” He said sounding like a little boy, there was shame in his voice for the desires he was now feeling. 

“You know you want to, I can tell.” She said calmly. “Your heartbeat is elevated, you also have an erection.” 

“You don’t know what I’m feeling!” He said defensively, he kept his back to her. 

“I know exactly what you’re feeling, I was created for the pleasure of men. And right now I know you want to fuck me.” Luana stood there waiting patiently. It was then Hiro realized what she just said to him, he quickly turned around staring into her eyes starting to understand.

“You said created. Everything that you have done so far, it makes sense. Hacking electric equipment, listening in on radio communications, enhanced strength and speed. You’re an android aren’t you?” Hiro could see in Luana’s eyes the pain of the reality of what he just said. She fought down her emotions and kept her eyes locked on his.

“This will be the last time I ask you. Do you want to fuck me or not? I can assure you that I can bring you great pleasure, it was why I was created.” Upon saying that Luana’s eyes began to well up with tears, but her face showed no sadness. Hiro had now calmed and took pity on her. 

“No, it would be wrong to do so.” He said softly.

“I can assure you that your moral code would not be scarred if you fucked me. Or do you mean your moral code would not be left in tact if you fucked a pleasure droid?” Tears streams fully down the sides of her face. 

“I merely meant that it would be wrong to take advantage of a woman in such ways.” Hiro looked to the ground. Luana reached down and pulled her jumpsuit up dressing herself. She zipped it up then spoke.

“Since you said that you did not want to fuck me I am no longer obligated to pay you for your services. This is where we part ways Mr. Oda.” She said. Turning around she walked off going down the winding hills, Hiro watched her walk away unsure what to do, he was in utter disbelief. The biggest disbelief was that his heart had not changed in regards to the feelings he felt for Luana. But now this new series of events most certainly made things a triffle more difficult, and that was an understatement. 

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“In the news today, there has been more information on the Mutate known as Hiro Oda. As National News Network reported first that two days ago the Mutate broke out of his containment water based cell at one of VCI’s private facilities in Kentucky. VCI immediately released that several guards were killed during the mutates escape from the facility. At a press conference the head of VCI Magnus Valhalla reported that he was deeply saddened by this series of troubled events. Valhalla also stated that quite possibly Oda might have suffered shock while in the holding tank which made him lose his mind sending him into the fury that made him want to break out of the containment cell. Valhalla wanted to stress that Hiro Oda signed a contract with VCI to undergo study so that scientists could better understand the DNA structure of the mutate which could help them better understand mutates in general. Oda was paid the sum of five million dollars for a one year study. It was believed by VCI scientists that Oda was just a lower level mutate but after Black Squad clashed with him on VCI’s private reserve in Kentucky, the battle left one of the members of Black Squad dead. We tried reaching Overwatch Prime for a statement but as usual they stayed pretty tight lipped. Yesterday we obtained a leaked video from an employee at VCI of the entire confrontation and we at National News feel that Hiro is not a low level mutate but in fact an elite level mutate. After we aired that video public opinion seems to be that many are worried the Oda could be the next Fusion, and in the minds of every American, no one has forgotten the death and devastation that Fusion caused. In a press conference this morning CEO of VCI Magnus Valhalla expressed that he was not aware of the power levels of Oda as his team was only a few weeks into studying Oda when the escape occurred. He further went onto say that Oda himself said that he felt he was only a lower power leveled mutate and showed no signs of elite levels, and that all of this comes as a surprise to Valhalla and to his team. Valhalla and VCI have promised to help local law enforcement and Overwatch Prime in anyway possible to aid in the capture of Hiro Oda. But it is come to our attention that Overwatch Prime who has fully taken over in this matter. In an official press conference over an hour ago Overwatch Prime released a statement confirming that Hiro Oda is indeed an elite level mutate, and that they are now sending an elite level mutate to bring him down. Overwatch Prime also released that they will be sending the humanite Sacred to bring down Oda. As many know the humanite Sacred is a devout believer in God, something that most humanites do not believe in since they are born of science. Sacred claims to have a direct connection with God and says all humanites detect the presence of God but choose not to see it, andgor this he has stirred much controversy. Whether or not one would believe what he says about God, it can not be debated the immense power Sacred has. It is said his power levels are above even American Warriors and maybe even giving Kinetic Balance a run for his money. We are sure at National News that Sacred was not just picked for his elite speed and strength. He can also generate high amounts of heat from his body and unleash that heat from his hands at his enemies. Heat versus water, sounds like Hiro Oda’s days of freedom are evaporating. We will keep the public posted on any new events as it occurs. This is Jay Marshall with National News Network.”


Renzo Oda sat nervously with his five year old son waiting in the examining room. The little boy sat shirtless on the examination table in a pair of blue raggedy shorts that came down to his knees. A pair of dirty old white tennis shoes were upon his feet. Little Hiro Oda was oblivious to how much stress this moment brought to his father. He merely sat there looking at the television as it played cartoons, he never had that luxury because his father was too poor to afford a tv. Hiro started to swing his legs as they dangled off of the edge of the table, the motion annoyed his father who gently tapped his sons knee and with a nod of his head caused Hiro to stop. At age five all Japanese children who resided in the United States had to under an exam to see if they carried high, low, or no amounts of chemical poison. The great black out of 2089 that caused all electrical power including back up generators to fail brought Japan to its knees. Japan had several powerful nuclear power plants that shut down. A few hours later the largest tsunami to ever strike Japan decimated the population and its cities. To make matters worse the power plants all went critical which brought even more death and destruction. The Tsunami raged on as wave after wave that came five minutes apart swept through the land. This continued for over an hour. The survivors were better off dead as they all became contaminated by the nuclear poison that was carried by waters throughout the lands. The UN decreed Japan a disaster zone, and unsafe for anyone to go in and give aid due to the massive amounts of radiation, Japan was then quarantined from the rest of the world. Even after one hundred years and clean up efforts the people had massive amounts of chemical poisoning that caused birth defects in their offspring. Between the ravaged lands and what the rest of the world considered a tainted people, the Japanese were looked down upon by other countries. Even those of Japanese decent that lived in other parts of the world that never even lived or set foot in Japan were considered tainted. Over time Japan was divided between warlords who fought for more power, supplies and women. Any that did not join a faction stayed out of the cities. Greed eventually brought American companies to Japan in the year 2283. They came looking for cheap labor. Warlords made millions as they forced citizens to work for the companies for just food and water which they had to share with the warlords. Shuttles would come in the morning and pick up workers and then fly to America. At the end of the work day they would be brought back. When the government got wind of it they put a stop to this slave trade. It wasn’t until 2307 that The United States allowed American companies to go in search of workers in Japan, but there were stipulations. Small neighborhoods off shore man made Islands had to be made for the Japanese workers who also had to apply for work visas. The pay was better, but no Japanese citizen was allowed to go outside the factories or the slums that were created for them to live in while they were employed. Eiichi Sato a Japanese civil rights leader fought for more rights of Japanese migrant workers and succeeded in having Japanese citizens apply for full American citizenship. 

In 2339 he won his civil case for the Japanese migrant workers but it came of course with more stipulations. All Japanese children must be tested by the age of five for any chemical poisons. If any were found they would not be able to marry a non Japanese citizen, and they would have to remain in the offshore slums. The only places of employment for those children who tested positive once they became adults would be factory work. They would also not be allowed to venture out of those slum areas. Since 2339 to the current date of 2467 was only a little over four hundred Japanese tested negative. This small group went on to live normal lives. But for many it was never a normal life. No one wanted to marry a Japanese for fear of having children with birth defects, and the jobs that most of the Japanese got although were not as bad as the factory jobs but still not what average Americans would have. To Renzo though it was better than his current life, his son would go on to better things. The door slid open catching Renzo’s attention, it was the doctor with the test results. He stood up ready to hear what the doctor told him. 

It was then Hiro woke from his dream. How long he had slept he did not know. He had escaped from the VCI detention and observation building, it was stationed in the protected Wild lands of Kentucky and owned by VCI. The Wild lands was a private forest reserve that spanned over forty miles long. Hiro had been sleeping out in an open field, he had already used up his power to escape and needed to recharge, sleeping with the sun beating down on him just sapped whatever power was left save for him being able to open his eyes, and even that was fading. Hiro was on his back when his eyes opened, the brightness of the sun stung but he was too weak to raise his arm to shield his face. He’d never felt so weak in his life, his heart was beating erratically and felt as if it would explode from his chest, he needed water to replenish. Closing his eyes he took slow deep breaths reaching out, searching for the closest presence of water. He discovered that he could sense water no mater how close or far, this was a valuable tool. As he reached out to seek a water source he heard the soft hum of a vehicle flying across the sky toward him at a high rate of speed. He knew that it could only be VCI coming to take him back to his prison. Hiro desperately tried to stand, he found that he could not even sit up. A small shiny black two passenger flyer came into view streaking across the sky. Single or two passenger flyers resembled old world motorcycles, and they were driven pretty much the same way with the driver riding on top at the vehicles center, the passenger would be seated right behind the driver. The only difference between the old world motorcycle and the two passenger was was a shatter proof tinted window above that covered from the area of where the handle grips for controlling the flyer, back to where the passenger sat. There was a few inches of headroom above and the window that flipped open like a hatch from the front end. On both sides and on the back and front of the flyer were it’s license numbers in gold. The flyer slowed hovering above Hiro who opened his eyes seeing the flyer ascending before landing a few feet from him. The engine quieted, the hatch opened revealing a curly haired light skinned woman. Hiro was stunned by her blue eyes and wild frizzy hair. She was wearing a dark blue VCI employee jump suit and black work boots. Hiro was so taken by the woman’s beauty that he had almost forgotten that she was there to take him back. Cursing under his breath his eyes closed, he was too weak to keep them open. It was then he felt cold water splash on his face, his skin instantly drinking not wasting any of the water that made contact with his face. His eyes opened once more staring at the VCI employee, she now stood beside where he lay.

“Hiro Oda?” She asked him, the two stared at one another. It had been so long since he heard his name he didn’t respond to it. “The H2O?” She followed. Hiro noticed that she had a gallon of water in her hand. He realized that although she was in a VCI jumpsuit she was not wearing security clothes. 
“You are here to take me back? Where is your help? Are you security? Who are you?” He asked confused. The woman kneeled down beside him.

“I will keep this short and sweet. Can you help me escape the reserve or not?” Her face was serious, her voice desperate. Hiro was starting to get a better idea now of the situation. Raising his head he eyed the gallon of water hungrily before looking back at the female.

“Yes.” He said his head hitting the ground hard, he needed more water, the splash upon his face gave him momentary strength that was now gone.

“Open your mouth.” She said urgently. Hiro did not have to be told twice. He opened his mouth. The woman took the container putting the opening at his mouth letting the water flow down allowing Hiro to digest it quickly. She looked around nervously as Hiro drank. Upon finishing Hiro slowly sat up some of his energy returned. He stared at the woman’s bright blue eyes in awe.

“Who are you?” He asked. 

“My name is Luana, that is all you need to know.” Her voice was shaky, her comment short and defensive. The sound of an engine came from the distance in the sky, Luana stood up quickly staring off in the direction of the sound. “We have to go, they have found us!” She turned running back toward the flyer before she reached the flyer it exploded, she was knocked back by the explosion but when she hit the ground she quickly rolled to her feet to Hiro’s surprise. Luana had hacked into the flyers security system in order to steal it, VCI had regained control of the bike and self detonated it to make sure the vehicle could not be used for escape. Hiro ran up to her grabbing her arm leading her into the forest, the cover would help them some from the approaching ship. He was not ready for an all out battle with VCI security but he felt he was strong enough to handle them if he was smart about it. But the goal was to not be detected. As they ran Hiro could feel that he needed more water, the gallon helped rejuvenate him some but his muscles felt laggy and he was far from full strength. The two ducked and cut through thick brush coming to a small cave, Hiro took a moment to stop and think of how best they would escape. The hum of the ship neared and slowed hovering, the trees where too thick for them to see the ship. 

“Stay here, I will do what I can against the security guards. While they are distracted with me take that as your opportunity to escape.” Hiro said. Luana shook her head in disagreement.

“These are not security guards, they are Black Squad. Over Watch Prime-

 (*For more information on Over Watch Prime please read: Issue #1-Rebirth.) 
-sent them to capture you, and if they can not bring you into custody, they have orders to kill you!” She said whispering loudly. Hiro was not aware who the Black Squad was, but from hearing Luana speak he knew they must be dangerous and his guess would be right. The Black Squad was a team of lower level humanities that were trained to track down and apprehend, or even kill if ordered any that were considered too dangerous for local law enforcement to handle. Black Squad with the high tech weapons donated by none other than Marc Vega-
 (See Issue #2- Midnight Blue) 
-of Velocity. Black Squads training combined with the unparalleled high tech weaponry made them dangerous enough to even hunt elite non humans. Over Watch Prime decided since they did not have enough information to go on, they would send Black Squad to bring Hiro into custody. If the squad could not apprehend, then they were to terminate. At this time Hiro did not seem much of a threat to The Twelve, Black Squad should be enough to bring Hiro down or so they thought. The information that VCI gave to local law enforcement on Hiro was that he escaped the facility, and that he killed several security guards to break out. VCI said that Hiro was no more than a lower level mutate and that Hiro gave permission for studies to be done on him so that humans could better understand mutates. Records did show and back up VCI’s story.  
Hiro tried reaching out, to search for more water, he would need it to be at full strength. He found that his power could not reach too far, it was frustrating. He cursed under his breath in the form of mumbling. 

“I’m not exactly the weak type. Sure I need your help escaping this place, but I for damn sure won’t be the damsel who sits on her ass letting a man do all the work.” Luana pulled out a small silver gun from her jumpsuit. “You need more water, there’s a pond a half mile west from here.” She cautiously walked out from cover. “Follow me.” She said taking off at full sprint, Hiro didn’t hesitate, he took off behind her.

The Black Squads ship slowly moved above the trees, a five man unit had already landed unnoticed on the ground below and silently headed toward Hiro and Luana. The squad was moving at a casual jog their motion completely silent thanks to the sound dampeners in their suits that swallowed up all noise in a radius around their bodies, those positions would not be heard, most of their prey never even saw them coming. The squad blended in with the surroundings of the forest, their suits quickly changed colors smoothly as their suits came into contact with trees, branches, or anything they passed. The squad was camouflaged to perfection. Not even a trained eyes would catch their motion. They were gaining on their two targets, in the minds of the Black Squad there was only one objective, victory. 

           Shadow Strike ran along the top of apartment building roofs silently, his footsteps could not be heard as he moved with considerable speed. And when he got to one area where the building was further away he leapt and smoothly floated across in a straight line softly landing on the next roof not even skipping a beat remaining silent. He was nearing the warehouse district, his first much higher building approached, it was a building that was used to store the containers that ships would store their wares in upon docking. Looking up he leaped into the night sky flying up to the warehouse roof landing without sound. He slowly walked to the edge taking in the view of the Southern docks. He hadn’t even started to sweat or breath laborously, he was impressed with himself, before the nanites triggered he was a skinny Asian kid that was picked on by the jocks at school. To be this fast, to move as he did when before he couldn’t make the football, basketball, track, or wrestling team because of his lack of physical prowess was truly liberating.  He spotted a small group of criminals standing at the end of the dock. Word had scanned his newly upgraded radio that Shadow Strike rigged personally and came across a conversation on a cell earlier in the day that had been rigged to block it’s transmission from goverment agencies that also made it untraceable which was against the law. Chayne knew it had to be activity from the Lords of War, or so he had hoped. Shadow Strike stood in his outfit of choice, a ninja uniform that he ordered off the internet, he wasn’t worried that anyone would consider it out of the ordinary since so many people ordered ninja uniforms online for costume parties. He didn’t want anything too fancy, this uniform was perfect. It was the embodiment of Shadow Strike, his alter ego, the hero of Bay City. It was dark out but Shadow Strikes eyes easily adjusted making the criminals that he detected visible at the harbor dock. 

“I see them Word.” He said keeping his eyes locked on his targets, he slightly cringed at hearing him say Word, he would just have to get used to the code name Rayvon chose although he felt it was stupid, but then again Rayvon thought that Shadow Strike was a generic name.

 “Good job.” He said surveying the area. 

“I’m getting radio communication between the guys on the docks and an approaching boat.” On cue as Word was speaking Shadow Strike eyed the boat further out and was watching it make it’s way in to the dock where the thugs waited, he’d ready seen it further out before Word brought it to his attention. “Hey someone on that boat is a higher up in the syndicate, the leader I think, I heard one of the guys at the dock call him boss! The leader of The Lords of War is on that boat! Dude if you take the boss down the city would be kissing your butt!” Word exclaimed excitedly. Shadow Strike nodded his head in agreement but remained silent. He knew what Word just said was correct, but he was focused on the now, the task that would make his name known to Bay City. Tonight he would make a name for himself, other heroes would have to take notice across the globe after this. 

He silently made his way closer landing on a shipping container close to the thugs. He unsheathed a metal staff that was the shape of a ninja sword that was on his back, but it did not have a blade. It was a blunt weapon not made to kill, he promised himself to never take a life. There was a twin bladeless sword that remained sheathed on his back.

 One of the thugs turned as the boat approached and walked to where two parked cars and one limousine were a short dostance away. He opened the trunk of the limo and was unseen due to the hood of the trunk blocking him. It caught Shadow Strike’s attention because the man did not move, there was no sounds of him searching for anything he just seemed to be standing there. What was he doing? The boat docked and the sounds of movement from the boat caught Shadow Strike’s attention. Two men walked from the boat and they extended greetings.

 “How was the flight?” One of the thugs who had waited on the dock asked. 

“The flight was a good one, it was the damn boat ride across the harbor on choppy waters that was crap!” One of the men who had exited the boat said light heartedly, all of them laughed. 

“So what’s the plan?” Word asked, Shadow Strike remained hunched down peeking over the edge of the container where he stood above but did not respond, he was too busy focusing on the band of thugs below.

 “Hello spy…” A mans voice said behind him, Shadow Strike quickly rolled to the side standing up startled. A tall and very muscular bald headed Latino male wearing a black muscle shirt, black pants, and black combat boots stood before him, his name was Battle Scar.

 “You must not be all that if you let me sneak up on you.” Battle Scar said mockingly, Shadow Strike felt stupid, it was only now that he realized the thug going to the limo trunk was merely a diversion which meant Battle Scar had already noticed him as they approached. But how? After a few seconds of studying Battle Scar he got his answer, Battle Scar was a humanite. The muscular giant bolted forward with great deceptive speed for one so big bringing down one large fist in a hammering motion, Shadow Strike saw the attack leaping backward just out of range as the fist struck the ground. The force of striking the top of the container rang out loudly vibrating through Shadow Strike. Battle Scar quickly rose, his eyes studying his opponent, then he also realized what Shadow Strike was. “You are a humanite? But I see that you have only recently been awakened, the nanites are still getting used to to their host. Who are you boy?”

Shadow Strike stood up defiantly balling his fists. “I am Shadow Strike!” He yelled out, the display was comedy to Battle Scar, he started laughing and held one hand to his stomach pointing with his other hand at Shadow Strike amused. 

“You really are new! Who sent you?” Shadow Strike now felt stupid and he didn’t like being made to feel this way. He pulled the other metal weapon from its resting place firmly holding both in front of him. He didn’t know how powerful Battle Scar was, it was time to test the waters. In three steps Shadow Strike was in front of Battle Scar. He swung his weapons from the outside striking Battle Scar on both sides of his face; where the sticks hit two bruises appeared on his cheeks; Battle Scar grunted painfully. Shadow Strike didn’t hesitate, he brought one of his weapons downward in an attempt to hit his opponent on the top of the head. This would hopefully end it. Battle Scar extended his thick forearm using it as a shield, the weapon struck his arm. His other hand extended with a closed fist striking Shadow Strike in the chest sending him reeling backward. He fell to the ground rolling backwards then stood up quickly to his feet. Battle Scar did not advance he just stood there studying Shadow Strike with a curious stare. “Really? Is that all you got?” He said. The injuries that he had inflicted on his face began to fade being erased from his skin, he saw the surprise in Shadow Strikes eyes and smiled. “No way someone sent you, why are you here?” Battle Scar asked, everything about Shadow Strike felt like an amateur. To Battle Scar this was no assassin as he initially thought. Shadow Strike was winded but quickly rebounded, his main concern was that Battle Scar seemed to be able to take damage and heal quickly from it, and although his own nanites could also repair bodily damage it took time to do so. He’d already taken a direct hit from Battle Scar, his chest was hurting; he knew that he could not take many more punches like that, he had to let his body recoup. But he wasn’t going to let Battle Scar think this was going to be easy either. He was going to be smart and retreat. He’d be back to finish this another time. Shadow Strike stood up masking his pain, he forced confidence from his voice.

 “If you’re asking who sent me, no one did. I happened along this place upon your arrival and sensed you must be up to no good; I see that I was right.” He stood taking deep breaths silently so that his body could relax as it healed. Battle Scar laughed again. 

“If that’s the case you’ve got the worst luck my friend, you are about to die!” Battle Scar’s confidence exuded from his muscular frame, he knew without a doubt there would be no defeat for him tonight. Battle Scar was not an elite humanite, but he was stronger than Shadow Strike, and both knew this. The enhanced healing abilities of Battle Scar and the lack of knowledge in this type of situation tipped the scales in favor of Battle Scar, both were aware of this as well. Battle Scar ran forward at his opponent eagerly, Shadow Strike did a single backflip throwing a smoke pellet down before leaping off of the supply container; Battle Scar swung his way threw the smoke before realizing too late that he lost his footing. He slipped off the edge of the supply container but grabbed the edge as he fell. His finger dug into the metal stopping his fall. Dangling from one arm he quickly glanced around seeing that Shadow Strike was gone, he let go landing heavily below with no damage. “You were smart kid! Stay gone or next time I see you there ain’t gonna be no smoke and mirrors! Next time I go all out!” He yelled loudly. His voice echoed in the harbor, there was no reply. He causally walked over to the limo where the others waited for him, one of the thugs opened the back door to the limo. 

“You want us to go look for him?” The thug said to Battle Scar. Battle Scar rested a hand on the roof of the limo giving a final look around before speaking.

 “Nah, he ain’t comin back. He just found out that this ain’t for him, he bit off more than he could chew.” He slid into the limo and the door was shut behind him. Shadow Strike watched the thugs get into the other two vehicles and follow the limo. As they drove out of sight he looked down at the dented steel where Battle Scar grabbed to keep from falling, he traced his fingers over the indentation studying it carefully before flying off into the night. The first night started off good and ended up a lesson learned.

  

Jai sat on the edge of the exam table wearing a light blue medical robe. His curly afro had grown out some since coming to the Griffin Core facility awhile ago. He told himself that he wasn’t going to cut his hair until he left this place. He was hunched over, his hands rested at the edge of the exam table, both of his legs pressed together. His eyes were closed, he fought to control the vertigo that caused the room to spin. There were several leads at various points of Jai’s body that tracked and read what Jai’s body was doing and feeling. Proffessor Fredricks stood beside Jai holding a tablet reading the information that the leads attached to Jai were providing. He remained silent while reading bits of information before swiping on the screen to check other information.

“Proffessor do you have anything to make this stop?” Jai replied, his eyes were squinting, his face had a look of great distraction and displeasure. The professor waited to respond while checking over added information before speaking.

“I honestly thought that it would be much longer before any nanites would take to and work in tandem with the human body.” He spoke while still checking more information that scrolled down his screen on the tablet. “But it would seem that the lucky number is 43, for you are the 43rd test subject of the golden elixr, and it seems to be working. You are feeling the sensation of vertigo due to the nanites rewiring your insides.” He kept his eyes glued to the screen hungrily reading the data. Jai looked up with a grimace forcing his eyes open focusing on the professor.

“Can you stop it so that I can get rid of this horrible spinning sensation?” He lowered his head again fighting down the vertigo his face full of sweat. Proffessor Fredricks kept his eyes on the data, his hand moving about as his fingers typed and flicked on the screen.

“I hate to say this but there are theories as to why I can’t give you anything for the vertigo. Quite possibly if I give you something to help your veritgo your body could very well reject it anyway. Quite simply your body is being changed according to this data. Secondly it might interupt what the nanites are trying to accomplish, and you could very well die in the process. The best thing to do is let it run its course.”

Jai looked up, his face looked scared. “What do you mean changing?” His eyes darted about trying to stay focused but failing and giving in to the sensation of vertigo. The Proffessor kept his eyes glued to the monitor.

“The nanites see your body as flawed, they are repairing your imperfections on all body systems from your brain, your immune system, your muscles, you name it the nanites are repairing it. My theory is your body is being repaired so quickly it is causing the vertigo that you are feeling.”

Jai ground his teeth one eye open squinting, the other tightly closed. His head was hung low. “Is this going to kill me?” Was all he was able to muster. Proffessor Fredricks stayed glued to the screen on his tablet almost in a daze, he was excited. 

“On the contrary, if this data is correct.” He paused reading the constant data that filled the screen scrolling downward. “You may possibly never see death again.”

Jai didn’t hear what the professor said, placing both hands in front of him he lay his head onto his palms before his eyes rolled back into his head. He leaned forward heavily falling to the floor oblivious to the professors voice calling out to him with concern. This was how the nanites introduced themselves to Jai Simmons. 

With a bang…

     
    
    
   

  
So here are the main characters of Caira Blaque, 86’d! Now you just have to wait to see how they develope. Took this from my story writing app just to give the reader a glimpse.

It will be a good mix of human, humanite, mutate, and Feya. And how they deal with one another. Makes for interesting drama. 

I am really working hard on trying to make this world unique. Hence all the various species of humans. 

Hope you guys enjoy!

R. Sulli