Chapter 6: New worlds connected by old ones prt. 2
The small group rushed to the entrance of LC labs to be greeted with the sight of dozens of armed men dressed in dark red combat attire-bullet-proof vests, long sleeved combat jackets that came up to their necks and cargo pants tucked into their boots- wearing red gas masks with thick helmets, the goggles of the mask tinted yellow. On the right side of their vests were icons of a black, ghostly hand holding onto a white gas of sorts.
If Hero could have gotten any angrier, it just happened.
"What the hell are Red Mist soilders doing in my lab?" Hero growled pulling a kunai from his side pocket. "It seems like today I won't get a bit of peace."
Hero looked around to see a part of the Red Mist split off and scatter, searching the hastily through everything they could.
"Mewtwo, where is the security unit?" The white haired male asked after turning to face the psychic type, who had brought up a hologram.
"Their stuck in the lower levels dealing with a much larger group." Mewtwo informed, his eyes shifting around on the holographic screen. It showed the security feed of a massive swarm of Red Mist mercenaires in a fire fight with what left of Light Lab's security team. "It doesn't look to good in my opinion."
"Ditto." Kirby gulped before taking shelter behind Graves. "What are we gonna do?"
Hero began a sprint towards the intruders, his crimson eyes becoming void of any emotion. "All able bodies are to take arms!" He called out. "Anyone who doesn't will have me to deal with!"
Mewtwo did a circular mention with his wrist, causing a speaker icon to appear on the hologram screen. "Relaying the message." He swiped his finger upwards before allowing the screen to disappear. "I'll take care of Red Mist in underground areas. I'll let Dia-" A loud battle cry interrupted the psychic-type and causing the angry assassin to halt.
Red Mists were sent flying towards the rest, prompting the others take cover behind anything they could before. Breaking into the scene was a female Dialga yelling her hardest as she threw the grunt clenched in her right fist into a wall, head first.
She wore a tattered and open nevy-blue jumpsuit with blood stains all over which revealed a dark purple tank-top and heavy silver chain much like Graves', with skull pendent included, and steel toed black boots. Her short dark blue hair with cray streaks was held back behind her steel grey tiria-like faceguard with long flatten spikes rested at its sides. Her brown eyes showed all the rage she currently had in her veins.
A thin silver blade of energy appeared diagonally on her forearm, which she used to slice at a Mist who dared to charge at her with the butt of his rifle raised. The bullets that hit her did nothing more then infuriate the Dragon/Steel-type. Hero watched as Diana continued to cut down the expossed Mists and made her way to the hiding ones.
Hero tried his best not to laugh; the sight of the group that burged into his lab being cut down, with hardly anything they could do about, was priceless beyond words to him. He bit his tongue and pinched the bridge of his nose in an attempt to calm himself as he saw one lose an arm and screaming in agony before having his throat ripped out by the enraged Temporal pokemon.
A truly twisted sense of humor.
He was brought back to his senses when the screaming stopped. He looked in front of him to see a panting Diana bent over with her hands on her knees, blood covering her once clean suit. The blade on her arm having shattered in light and disappeared.
Hero started to clap as he casually walked over to her. "Well done Diana," He began with a snicker. Want a drink of water?" He asked with false concern lacing his voice.
The dialga looked up. "Are.. you done.. sounding like a douchebag?" She wheezed, coughing afterward.
"Depends; are you done acting as if that was tiring?"
Diana finally stood straight and got as close as possible to Hero as she could, poking him in the chest. "Listen, not all of us here are trained killers who have no mortal limits."
"That's truely a shame though." Hero shook his head.
Diana continued her tirade. "You can't expect us all to be able to fly though the air, cutting off heads, dismembering people, burning them alive-"
"You accidently light a building on fire and never hear the end of it." Hero scoffed.
"And run for hours upon hours without break like you." She huffed. "Even though I maybe a legendary, I still have my set limits at the end of the day. And I believe killing a bunch of Red Mist fags will push much people to theirs."
Hero shook his head. "All this talk about limits and not one mention about what the fuck is going on. Status update woman."
The dialga growled before clearing her throat and calming herself down, though she kept glaring at the white haired male. "From what I've seen, Red Mist have broken into the facility from all entrance points. The underground exits have all been blocked so personal can't escape until we break through. Currently, the main bulk of Mists are being dealt with by the security force as we speak, but it seems we're on losing terms." She finished with a frown before beginning to briskly walk in the direction of the more important inventions, Hero and the others followed close behind.
Even under his mask, they could all tell Hero frowning. "I have a horrible feeling that I know what they're after." Hero spoke quietly and to himself though the others there heard him clearly. The sound of gun fire begin again and he knew the workers had gotten the message by now. "What is the progress status on TRD?"
"It's complete and fully operational, but overheats after a short number of uses." Diana informed. She looked around the once clean and orderly white lab to see it in utter chaos after a couple of minutes. Machines scattered about, bullet holes decorating the floors and walls and a hand full of bodies from both sides-Red Mist she had dealt with, to scientist unlucky enough to get caught in the cross fire- which the group hastily walked through relatively calm with the exception of Kirby and Revy, who had never seen this must blood in real life.
"My nano-cells; what about them?" Hero asked as he stepped on the corpse of a Red Mist. The dead were just that, dead, so why should he care if he walks over the remains of his enemies? "From what I've been told they've upgraded compared to my current ones. I wouldn't want anyone foreign hands touching them."
"They're upgraded alright," Diana sighed. "Sadly, not all the kinks seemed to be worked out as of yet. Your flash ability can bring you further then before and through denser objects easier. You're endurance cells also make sure your body can take more strain, but it isn't advised."
"Is it ever?"
"Touché. And finally, your strength enhancements have been kicked up a notch." The temporal pokémorph gave him a smirk. "I also took the liberty of adding a speed enhancement along with a minor regenerating factor. Sadly the latter burns out quicker the worse the injury so don't get shot too much anymore. Oh, and energy bolts. Love that feature."
Hero glanced at her. "I guess a certain receptionist told you about last night."
"Big time." Graves answered with a smile. "She was also complaining about how much blood you tracked in."
The group stopped when a round red object rolled in front of them. Hero's grew wide when the sphere split open to show a blue core.
"Look out!" He yelled. Before anyone else react, he shoved Kirby and Revy as far as he could, which was a decent 12 feet, as the device let off a blue pulse which surrounded the four adults.
Hero felt every fiber in his being vibrate and nearly explode within him. He knew the device most have been targeting his nano-cells. The human turned to see the three pokémorphs in a similar position.
Finally, the device stopped.
Not skipping a beat, Graves stomped on the round device with a scowl. "The fuck was that?" He asked out loud, hoping to get the answer from the others.
"I don't know exactly." Mewtwo held his head. He went silence for a moment, thinking what the small pulse device's purpose might have been. His mind finally clicked before he attempted to use Psychic.
Nothing happened.
He tried again with the same result, not even the pink/purple energy to show it was forming. "Everyone," He stopped and looked to the other three who had been hit. "I believe we hit with a type of EMP."
"What do you mean by that?" Kirby was the first to ask, having gotten over the sudden surprise of the recent events.
"Graves, Diana, try to use an attack or any of your powers." The genetic pokémorph instructed.
Graves shrugged and tried to open a portal. He snapped his fingers with nothing happening. "The hell?!" He growled. He continued to snap with nothing still happening. "I can't do shit!" He exclaimed.
Diana rolled her wrist, focusing to rewind time by a few minutes. When it failed, she tried to use an attack. That too failed with her shaking her head.
"I'm guessing that vibration I was feeling did something to my nano-tech." Hero placed his index and middle finger on his forehead. "Drac, Fiora, get out here." As commanded, the Darkrai and Genger separated from their master's shadow and took their forms.
Graves, Diana, Kirby and Revy jumped at the sight while Mewtwo stayed as calm and composed as ever.
"We're fine if that's what you were asking." Drac said, folding his arms. The Darkrai cracked his neck and turned to face everyone. "Oh, hello there."
"Master, I believe we should quickly find the intruders before it's too late." Fiora advised in her usual dull fashion. The blank and emotionless vibe she gave off worried Kirby to no end.
"Things just keep getting shittier and shittier." Hero groaned, at this point all he wanted to do was kill the RM and go home. The two phantoms soon placed a hand each on his shoulders. Getting the obvious message, the male took a deep breathe. "Yes, we should probably hurry. Mewtwo, you and Kirby scout out the building for any injured. The rest of you, with me." Everyone nodded quickly, not wanting to waste anymore time, and followed their orders. Mewtwo and Kirby left the others behind to search for injured while the rest now ran to find the remaining threat.
"Jesus Christ, what's taking so fucking long?!" A RM exclaimed, his rifle shaking in his hands. "This place is loaded with fuckers who can kill us in an instant. I don't want to stay here a moment longer then it's needed."
Twenty-seven Red Mist stood guard of Sector 13 of Light corp. Labs, a huge dimly lit room in the far end of the building. Large and highly advance marvels of science surrounded them in the steel door sealed room. Surprisingly, this was the same area Hero's nano-tech was made and stored for him.
The Red Mist's boss had hired a special "worker" to assist them in this mission. All they had to do was break in, steal some important device and get out. They weren't at all expecting the owner of the company to be here with legendaries trailing behind him. Already 4/5 of the Red Mists on this level were dead with the last of them locked up in this room, waiting for their death with no way out.
"Calm down ya pussy." Another Red Mist bumped his comrade on his shoulder. "As long as we bag the thing we came here for, we're home free."
The shaking RM took deep breaths. In and out. In and out. He looked over to his fellow solider and held his gun in a firm grip. "Thanks Doug, I needed that pep-talk."
Doug only shrugged. "No problem Hector." He chuckled. "We all have our days, right?"
"Right." Hector confirmed. A red hooded figure walked by. The two looked and saw the person to be wearing a baggy red hoodie and blue jeans. Judging by the hips alone, Hector could tell the person was female.
"Everyone," The figure said, loud enough for everyone to hear. The voice confirmed it was indeed a woman. "I retrieved the device as planned. It's time for a retreat."
"How the hell are we gonna do that?!" A Red Mist at the back of the room shouted. "Unless you didn't realize, the only exit is that door and If we open it we're fucked!"
"We're not going out the normal way," The hooded woman pulled a rectangular device in a silver color, it had a small screen and a touch pad with a few tiny buttons to the right side. The gadget soon doubled in size and began to light up.
"This little bastard," She yelled and held the TRD in the air. "is an invention that will allow anyone, to go anywhere in the physical multiverse. A device that can send you to another dimension with different realities."
"Bullshit!" A different RM grunt exclaim. "Technology like that shouldn't exist. Right?" He looked around to his fellow grunts.
Instead of answering, the woman only pressed a few buttons and held the TRD firmly in hand. A flash of light appeared in center of the room. Before anyone could say a word, a large oval shaped portal opened up, much to the surprise of everyone in the room.
"See?" The woman said as she pocketed the device. "I told you."
The door soon began to bang loudly. All the Red Mist turned and pointed their guns towards the now shaking door. The banging grew louder and louder with a few soldiers shaking in their boots.
An ebony colored fist made a hole through the door. In its vice, was the helmet of a Red Mist, completely crushed and bloody. The helmet was dropped and the fist retracted. Hero's glowing red eye soon appeared, searching the room.
"Seems like I found the rats." He said as his eye fell upon the hooded woman and the glowing portal. "Drac, Fiora. If you may."
The assassin backed away from the door and stood between Graves and Diana. The two phantoms wasted no time placing their hands on the door and flooded the metal with their energy.
"I'mma break these walls DOWN!" Drac exclaimed happily.
"I don't see why we couldn't have just phase everyone inside." Fiora sighed. "Where's the stealth in this?"
"Says the purple woman in a hot pink gi." The darkrai scoffed.
"You'll lose those arms if you make another smart comment."
"Light travels from the sun to the earth within 8-10 minutes. Sitting for long periods of time have shown to have negative side effects on human and pokémorph bodies which ultimately result in a shorter lifespan. Laughing Sickness is caused by a form-" Drac immediately stopped talking after the icy glare
The two began to spread as much chemical energy as they could, soon turning the door a tinted purple.
"Good to see you can still use your power outside of typical moves." He said as he stepped his foot on the ground. "In the aftermath, I'm paying for everything so I say this with a weighed heart... Blow the fucking door down, NOW!" He exclaimed. Drac and Fiora flooded the door with energy, turning the purple into black.
"Warning: This explosion will be very loud and might send chucks of metal flying. Please cover both ears and eyes to avoid losing sight and hearing." Drac cackled. Fiora back away and stood in front of Hero as a barrier. Graves, Revy and Diana seeing this, took shelter behind the assassin. Drac's right hand was soon covered in a bright blue aura before he pulled back his arm, ready to punch the steel wall.
The moment the Nightmare pokémorph's fist might the door it exploded inwards with a thick cloud of smoke, effectively sending shrapnel flying into Red Mists evident by the loud screams and shrieks.
Before even the dust cleared, bullets started to rain out, all being fired blindly. A bullet managed to hit Drac in the torso, but it came out through his back and clinged on the ground. The dark-type turned his head to see Hero strolling towards the opening.
"Thank you Drac," Hero said as he walked passed him. "the entrance was greatly needed."
A smug soon plastered across the Darkrai's face as he looked at the approaching genger. "You hear that Fio? He thanked me."
"I will end you." Fiora near growled.
Hero pulled out his kunai and flipped it in his hand. He could hear the small army yell and bark orders to each other, the lingering sounds of pleads for help still in the air. "What trouble you roaches cause." Hero's white boots stepped in blood and even on a dismembered arm a flying piece of metal must have claimed as prize. "I'm the type of person who doesn't mind crushing bugs under my feet."
The smoke has finally cleared enough for the intruders to see the glowing eyes of the lab's owner. Finally getting a target, the Red Mist began to aim and fire at the pair of eyes. A clear wall of purple energy appeared in front of Hero, holding all the bullets in place.
"Thank you Fiora." The white haired male folded his arms. "Drac..."
"Understood." Globs of ghosty energy soon formed around the barrier. "Shadow bouquet." The orbs broke apart and shards fired themselves within the fireing RM.
The hooded woman backed away, she had hoped they could more then clear the threat out without having to jump into the portal. "Everyone, through the rift!" Without waiting on anyone else, she bolted in, wanting to get to anywhere else here. Soon as many RM that could quickly fled into the vast unknown.
Hero's eyes narrowed into a glare as he ran through the barrier and straight for the portal. Three Red Mists continued to fire as they backed in the dimensional rift. Two managed to get in safely but the third wasn't as lucky having been hit square in the forehead with Hero's kunai.
Hero leapt for the portal, only for it to close in arms reach. He rolled back onto his feet and stared where the portal had once been. "Shit."
The others ran inside, looking around for the portal and Red Mists. "They're fucking gone!" Hero shouted as he punched the tiled floor. Even without his nano-cells, he crushed the tiles under his fist. "They took my motherfucking tech and survived!"
Graves stopped in front of the seething human. "You forgot something." Hero raised his head to stare at the dragon.
"What? Did you suddenly regain your powers?" Hero asked. For the first time in ages, he felt a little hopefully. All that hope died seeing the Palkia his head. "Then what the hell is it?"
Graves smiled and pointed at the cat-based robot floating behind them. "Revy is able to re-open portal and track where they went!" The tiny TRD floated forward nervously. "The reason why she herself can't open a rift is because a design error we made. But that error still allows her to follow dimensional disturbances such as-"
"The portal the Mists were able to escape in.." Hero interrupted. Graves nodded with his smirk growing. "Revy... I want you open that portal again."
"Yes Mr. Lumanite!" The smiling machine exclaimed. Her screen lit up and a loading sigh appeared. Diana had trotted over with a syringe in hand halved with a gray liquid.
"I found your nano-cells." She got onto her knee next to Hero. "This should be part of the new line with light displacement and high energy production." Diana held Hero's right arm, ready to roll up his sleeve. "I'm going to-"
"Inject me with nano-cells so they can use a second EMP on me?" The white haired male yanked his arm from her grisp. "Not happening."
"I believe it's best I keep hold of it." Fiora stepped in. Without permission she phased her hand through Diana's and phased out with the syringe. "Me and Drac will stay in Master's shadow for the time being. We will also aid Master with our abilities through him." The gengar sunk into Hero's shadow, not saying another word. A purple aura soon covered the white clad assassin.
"What she said." Drac waved and stepped in Hero's shadow, disappearing like the first phantom. The purple aura turned black before disappearing.
"Revy," Hero started.
"Ready!" The loading screen disappeared and was replaced with 'OK!' in bold. A large white portal opened up, showing a swirling tunnel of pinkish-purple energy. Revy's body soon turned into a white light before it shunk down into a smaller orb. When the light disappear, in Revy's place, was a solid white gaunlet floating in mid-air.
Hero grabbed it and immediately put it on. "I'm assuming that was supposed to happen." He said as he stepped in front of the portal. "Let's just get this over with so I can fucking sleep." He sighed, shaking his head before stepping into the glowing hole. Graves and Diana hopped in afterwards with the portal closing behind them.
-Dimension 00752937-
The portal opened up and let the trio off in what seemed to be a large city. Graves looked around and noticed something right off the bat.
They all stood in the middle of the road.
Graves noticed the people on the side-walks, who unless they were blind, must have saw them exit the portal. The civilians stared at them with mixed emotions. The oddist thing about these people where the color of their hair and clothing all heavily resembling that of pokémorph's from their world.
Hero's eyes darted around the surrounds trying to find a trace of the Red Mist. He was so absored searching that he hardly noticed the honking horn to his left. He looked to see a blonde male behind the wheel of a red convertable.
"Hey, asshole, get out of the road!" The drive honked his horn. Hero, completely fed up with enough bullshit for one day, turned so his body faced the car.
"Make me shit-for-breathe." The white haired male glared into the blonde's blue eyes. The blonde growled and angrily stepped out of the car and slammed the door shut.
He dressed in a long sleeved red button-up over a pressed white tee and red pants with below the knees of which being yellow. On his feet were finely polished red shoes. His blonde hair flowed past his shoulders being a little longer then Hero's shoulder length hair.
"You're gonna regret the day you messed with Blaziken Adams." The stated angrily. Hero raised a brow at the name.
"Blaziken...? As in, the pokémorph?" Hero questioned. The gaunlet's screen lit up and Revy's face appeared.
"Mr. Lumanite! It appears the inhabitants of his dimension contain the same genes as pokemorph's as well as the genes of humans!" She explained loud enough for all to hear, even Blaziken who looked after the word "inhabitants".
Hero sighed. "That explains one thing... The hair, eyes and colors do remind me of Blaziken's in a way. But what about the-" he cut himself off after seeing Blaziken's fingers form talons and skin a hot red. Over his face, a red mask formed. The mask itself looked like a Blaziken's face, answering Hero's question.
The fire/fighting-type's feet ignited yet his feet and pants remained fine. "I'm going to kick your ass you pathetic piece of shit." Blaziken aimed a kick to the right side of Hero's ribcage.
Not missing a beat, the assassin quickly deflected the oncoming blow with the back of his hand as if he was swatting a fly. Blaziken stumbled back a bit but regained his balance. His fist lit up in a blaze as he unleashed a flury of punches at Hero.
With each punch that came near, Hero effortlessly deflected them as he grew more and more annoyed. Finally believing he wasted enough time, the white haired male grabbed Blaziken's left arm. With a swift motion Hero fired a kick upwards and into the elbow of Blaziken's arm, effectively breaking it with a loud crack.
The dual-type screamed out in agony. "I don't like the way you scream." Hero muttered under his breathe. He shot a kick into the chin of Blaziken causing the screaming fire/fighting-type's body to go limp and quiet, falling backwards. Hero let go of Blaziken's arm allowing him to fell into the middle of the road.
Graves cleared his throat. "Well.. That was..." He trailed with a roll of his wrist.
"Short?" Diana suggested, looking over to her brother.
"I was gonna say sad, but short works." He shrugged.
Hero went back to searching when his eyes met with the sight of a Red Mist in the crowd. When the Mist realized he was spotted he pushed his way out the crowd and bolted into an alley. "Found one. Graves, Diana. Let's bounce." He sprinted in the direction of the grunt, the two morphs running after him.
The three pushed passed the people, Graves and Diana saying sorry to everyone as they, and entered the alley to see the retreating grunt turn a corner. Still hot on his tail, they all continued to follow him until reached the end of the alley. The last they saw of the Red's form was of him entering a large school building. Of course, Hero pay this fact any mind and continued to chase the grunt.
Diana was the first to stop and notice the name of the school was "The Academy of Origins". Raising a brow, thought of the name brought her to think of the Hall of Origins back home. "This is an alternate dimension or whatever it's called, right?" She thought out loud as she placed a curled finger under her chin. "So in this world, the Hall of Origins is just a some high school? We need to collect some data on this worlds."
Graves finally got to the front door and turned back to his sister staring at the sign. "Dia, we don't have time to waste! Let's go!"
She looked at the sign once more before turn to her brother. "Sorry," she bagan to trot. "Coming Kia."
"It's Graves now!"
"Whatever..." She rolled her eyes as she pushed passed him and into the school.
They entered and saw, much further into hallway, Hero standing still. As they got closer, they saw what can't him from moving.
The grunt held a gun to the head of a crying girl with his arm around her neck. She had long blonde hair tied into a large ponytail. She wore a plain brown shirt and a dirty yellow skirt, tears trailed heavily down the peach skin of her face. The teens around them watched on unblinkingly.
"D-don't c-c-come any closer!" Grunt demanded. For reason he had discarded his helmet, which ended in everyone seeing he was a Manelectric morph. His voice, as well as his trembling body, showed just how nervous he was. "I-I'll kill the girl if you take another step!"
"Please don't let him kill me! Please!" The girl cried. Hero looked into the girl's eyes and one emotion was evident. Fear. In any other situation Hero would have laughed and only torture the girl worse, but this wasn't the time or place for that.
The snow haired pulled down his face mask, revealing the lower part of his face, and held his hands up. "Don't worry..." He trailed, waiting for the girl to say her name.
"K-Kadabra..." She sniffled.
"Kadabra. We'll get you out without a scratch." Hero assured her.
The grunt pressed the handgun harder against the psychic-type's head. "I-I'm gonna back away and you'll stay r-right there... got it?" He asked, shaking even more. Little did he know of the black wisps that gathered behind him.
"Remember those words kids," Hero said to the teens. The wisps finally gathered and formed Drac's phantom-like body. "He said I shouldn't move. He say nothing about my Darkrai however."
The grunt looked confused until he felt a tap on his shoulder. When he turned Drac held the sides of his face.
"Nightmare effect... Break." Drac's hands gave off an intense red glow and almost immediately the electric-type dropped the gun and Kadabra. He soon began to scream his lungs out while Drac tighten his grip on the Manelectric's skull. When the screaming stopped, Drac let the grunt fall flat on his face.
"Hmm," Drac started as he dusted off his trenchcoat. "his nightmare was being watched by a crowd. How funny that he lived his fear before I sent him right back into it."
When Kababra finished crawling away she sat on her behind and stared up at Drac. "D-Darkrai..?" The blonde stuttered. "Is that you...?"
"Usually women moan my name, love." He winked at her. Her peach tone turned a dark shade of red. "Master can we bring her along? She's adorable." The dark-type chuckled. He looked over to his master to see him shaking his head.
"No adopting people from different dimensions." Hero sighed. Drac's shoulders dropped as he sighed. "Man up. While you were fucking around in his head did you find out where the rest are?"
"You're lucky I enjoy searching for more then people's fears. They're somewhere near the gym."
"Lead the way Mr. Ebony and Ivory." Graves walked over to the nightmare pokémorph.
"Are you talking to me or Master Hero?" Drac folded his arms and raised a brow.
"Was that a black joke?" Hero scoffed. "Just move." The dark-type rolled his eyes and began to run to the gym, Graves and Diana wordlessly following. Hero gave the teens all a single look before saying "Well? The fuck are you all waiting for to get back to class? Move!" He chased behind the others. Despite what he said, the teens took out their phones, those who hadn't already, and took pictures of the unconscious Mist and the retreating assassin.
The four raced through the school with little to no concern of who they slammed into, doing their best to get to the gym as quick as they can.
Drac was the first to see four Mists standing by two large wooden doors. When the Red Mists saw the advancing four, they reached for their fire arms and wasted no time firing at the group. Created a wall of dark energy to absore the incoming bullets.
The Darkrai charged a Dark Pulse before dropping the wall and sending it flying at the grunts. Three were lucky enough to dodge it, the fourth took the orb of ghostly energy to the chest and was sent flying through the door.
Hero reached within attacking range of a grunt and grabbed his arm by the wrist. He yanked the grunt towards him and kneed him in the gut. The Mist attempted to throw a punch towards the white haired male's face only for his fist to be caught and twisted in an akward angle. The grunt screamed before Hero snapped his neck.
The assassin turned to see the others had dealt with the remaining grunts. Again, not waiting for anyone else Hero pushed the door open.
When they stepped in and saw a mess of students on their knees with their hands held behind their heads. Red Mists pressed guns to the back of the children's heads
"Well, seems like we have you bunch in a bind." The hooded woman laughed. She set the TRD to another destination, a portal opening behind her. "Sadly, we don't have the time to waste with you here..." A Mist took out a grenade and pulled the pin. "Tata." The Mist chucked the explosive in the middle of the gym's floor.
The Mists all rushed into the portal with it closing right after the last one entered.
"Revy, open a portal! Quick!" Hero yelled as he dashed forward. The AI barely had much time to make a proper portal before Hero took her off and threw her to the Time/Space duo.
Hero grabbed the grenade with Drac returning to the male's shadow. The assassin rushed into the small portal Revy made with it closing behind him instantly.
Shitty, shitty chapter but I swear to Arceus I will make the next much better. Please don't give up on me yet. Live, Love, Learn. Light's out.