Chapter 2

Welcome to Hell

The Challenge was accepted but Drake knew the 10th Vongola family hasn't got a slightest chance of surviving let alone winning, Drake had very little time to train all seven members nevertheless the challenge got Drake excited. "Welcome to hell" Drake didn't hide the adrenaline from the everyone.

"we don't need your help, we'll take our leave" Xanxus was adamant he didn't need Drake's help.

"yeah, you proofed that in the mountains" Drake sniggering. Xanxus was getting enraged because he was bringing up a sore subject.

Varia left without another word. As Bel was approaching the door, Drake was blowing a kiss along with a wink. Bel blushed and quickly escaped before Drake gets the chance to start feeling around again.

"Lambo we will start your training first thing". Lambo was getting excited jumping around, suddenly he was out cold sleeping.

"I suppose we should be heading home, goodnight Drake" not long after everyone followed Tsuna's lead.

The following morning Drake visited Tsuna's home to check on Lambo, he knocked on the door and a beautiful woman with sparkling green eyes also long straight pink hair. "Morning, Bianchi how are you today?".

"I'm doing well thank you, your Drake aren't you?" Bianchi moved to the side to allow Drake a clear passage into the living room. Bianchi watched Drake as he journeyed towards the living room she seemed to want to ask Drake something but she's hesitant, she postponed the questioning.

Drake casually sat down in the living room and then he heard a familiar voice coming from the kitchen "Who is at the door?".

"It is me Drake, Mrs Sawada" a woman with short brown hair and eyes with small thin build came running out of the kitchen and rushed to greet Drake.

"Drake! I told you to call me Nana" Nana's smile brightened Drake's heart as she greeted, Drake he smiled at Nana whole heartedly he thought of her as a mother figure. Nana hurried into the kitchen to bring out snacks.

"Lambo! No you can't take them" a small child with a Chinese martial arts uniform and a pony tail was chasing Lambo, both of them running around the living room Drake observed Lambo to see where he should start with the training but also Drake felt envy towards Lambo's childhood.

"I-Pin can't catch me" Lambo turns to I-Pin makes scary face and growled.

I-Pin gets scared "Oh no Broccoli monster" She retaliates out fear and beats Lambo. Lambo sent flying into the sofa, Lambo turns to Drake with tears flowing and snot running down his face.

"I w- won't cry" Lambo pulls a bazooka out of his hair and jumps in, after he is in the bazooka he pulls a string.

What have I gotten myself into?

Drake suddenly was shocked with the small explosion. Out of the smoke a teenager appeared it was Lambo but older in a cow patterned Jacket. Drake turns and witnessed something horrific.

Bianchi turned her towards the teenager like a Meerkat, "Romeo, I'm not letting you escape this time!" out of nowhere Bianchi was throwing purple food at the teenager, one of the purple food flew off course towards Drake his instincts were telling him to move for his life.

Drake picked up the first object he could get his hands on, he managed to escape what seems to be certain death. Drake opened his eyes to find out the object which appears to be a serving tray, well what is left of it because the tray was eaten away by the food.

What the hell is this?

After a short period of time went by the young adult vanished in a puff of smoke. As the smoke started to clear Lambo was sleeping, Drake was curious on how Lambo was able to defy the laws of time to reach an adult age for a short period of time then return to his original age. "Lambo are you ready for training?".

Lambo continued to sleep Drake's veins popping out off his head out of lack of patience. Drake picked up Lambo and then walk on route to the front door replacing our indoor slippers for our outside shoes. "Where are you taking Lambo?" Drake turned to meet eye contact the Bianchi, she had the eyes of an intent to kill.

"Lambo wanted to train to match his rival, is that an acceptable answer?" Drake returned the look but Drake's eyes showed evil. Bianchi then knew for certain he wasn't an ordinary high school student.

"Is he going to be in danger?" Bianchi asked, Drake could sense the fear radiating from Bianchi.

"Most probably, but rest assured I wouldn't dare put a child through hell if I didn't see the potential of a future hitman" Bianchi wasn't at ease but she had a feeling she wouldn't be able to win if she picked a fight.

Drake sat Lambo on his shoulder than journeyed towards the awakening of Lambo's full potential. "You know you can turn around Lambo?" although Drake seemed heartless on the outside but there is a spark of kindness deep with him.

"I'm the top hitman, I'll beat Reborn" Lambo starts laughing.

After a fair distance Drake arrived at his training ground, Drake lowers Lambo onto an deserted wasteland. "Lambo your training starts now" Lambo looked excited bursting with energy. "Let's play a game?" Lambo presented a confused look, "do not worry it's only a game of tag" Drake starts to jog away from Lambo.

Lambo attempts to catch Drake but Lambo has tiny legs, to make matters worst the sand around him was like quick sand. More Lambo panicked the further Drake was ahead, the sun blazing down on Lambo dehydrating at a terrifying rate after a short period of time Lambo collapsed.

Lambo wakes up to find Drake cooking on the camp fire, he felt wet and cold as he tried to move he realised he was wrapped in a wet blanket. "oh your awake, I hope you like your meat and veg".

"What happened?" Lambo slowly unwrapped himself from the blanket.

"You collapsed from heat stoke, I arrived before it was serious take this bottle" Drake handed over an open bottle to Lambo, Lambo took the bottle and poured the water down his throat.

"Why did you run away?" Lambo questioned Drake methods.

"I need you to build stamina, so you can keep up with your training" Drake honestly replied to Lambo's question.

"What am I going to learn?" Lambo wanted his apatite for curiosity settled.

"I will train in martial arts" Lambo was confused, he didn't know what Martial arts is. "But before we have to build up your strength and agility, are you still up for this?".

"Would I be able to win against Reborn?" Drake saw the passion and determination in Lambo's eyes.

"I promise within time, there would be comparison between your skill level" Lambo didn't understand Drake's big words. "Reborn would loose to you if I train you".

"Let's train" Drake felt proud to be able to train someone with so much fire in their soul.

Time for the training from hell