Hey there guys! I just edited the document to give it a better overall look and fixed some mistakes here and there!

Shoutout once again to 3 for helping to beta read this chapter and give some much needed feedback and motivation!

Im also very sorry for the electricity puns. Please bear with it.


"Hey, pretty boy. How do you feel now? Your pretty, little girlfriend is here, and your little toys are broken." Scarface knelt down beside the lunatic.

Punching his stomach, the man laughed at how weak and helpless the boy was now, compared to when they had last tangled.

"Now.." he looked at Ara lustfully, "Where should I start?"

~Line Break~

(A few hours before)

"Tch. Stop spending so much money on food. It's a miracle that you didn't grow fat." He commented, only to be answered with a sharp knock on the head.

"Never tell a lady that she is growing old or fat." She chided.

"I'm pretty sure right now you are being a pig rather than a lady." He retorted, earning yet again a sharp knock, as they turned a corner.

"Hey, pretty boy." A voice sounded out from behind.

"What did you just call me, maggot?" he turned around, his left eye glowing a bright purple.

"Oh, it's you." He stated when he saw the man who had called them.

A long scar of a burn mark ran down his face and along his topless body, looking like one of a large electrical burn.

"How's that scar holding up? Do you still need medicine for that? I know, Let me pay for some of it." The Tracer flicked a coin at the man, hitting him on the head and bouncing off.

The man, however, was unfazed. "I would suggest paying more attention to what's behind you" he pointed out, smirking.

Add turned around to see men clutching on to Ara, with a white cloth held over her mouth.

"Ara! You bastards!" he shouted and turned around. His stomach felt like it had ruptured as he felt hands clambering over his body, restricting his movement.

"What do you think of that? I've been working out lately." the man grinned at him, striking a pose to show off his muscles.

"What I think? F*ck you. How about that for my opinion?" his left eye glowing sharply in rage.

He felt his hair being pulled, forcing him to stare at the man in the eyes. "You better show some respect, mongrel, or else..." he motioned towards the half conscious ebonette that was restrained just like him.

"Tch. I will make sure you suffer for this..." he grinned, slowly succumbing to the rage inside his eye. "Dynamo up!"

"Thankfully, I had already planned for that." The man dug through his pockets and unearthed a small device with just a button on it. Pressing the button, the dynamos began to waver and break apart.

Warning: Interference detected. Dynamo link unstable.

The ringing of the alarm bells rung loudly in Add's head.

(back to present)

"I wonder if she is underaged" Scarface wondered out loud, as he lifted the groggy face of Ara and slapped her awake.

"You bitch!" Add spat at him, however, he was well out of range.

With a simple hand motion, one of the men proceeded to continue pounding punches toAdd, making him dizzy.

"A…dd?" Ara had finally awoken from her stupor.

"Hey there, little lady. Your friend isn't in a position to pleasure you right now, so I will." He grinned menacingly, as his hand hovered from her face and slowly moved down to her chest, undoing the knot that kept her costume together, and ripping through cloth to expose her breasts.

"Kahahaha! I told you, warned you even..." The familiar voice in his head echoed out, "You are cursed to be like me, watching as everything you ever loved, treasured, and held dear crumble to pieces! Kahahaha! Give in to the lunacy! Stop chasing after an illusion! Take matters into your own hands; you don't need dynamos for a beat down! Kahahaha!"

"Woohoo! Jackpot!" he smiled. "So now, Add boy, watch me.." Scarface started reaching for her chest.

"A…" the boy murmured.

"Speak up, you little bastard." Scarface stopped and glared at the boy.

"wa.."

"I still couldn't hear you!" he started walking towards the lunatic.

"ken.."

The man knelt in front of Add and lifted his face.

"NING!"

Bolts of purple lightning erupted from Add's left eye, running down his body, and pushing away everyone close to him, sending them into the wall.

'Code exchange acknowledged. Link re-established.' The mechanical voice spoke as his dynamos, hit by the arcs, began to reform and rebuild themselves.

'Restructure complete. Code integration and assimilation successful. Welcome, Psychic Tracer.' The mechanical voice continued as Add disappeared in a blur of purple light, streaked and weaving between the grunts.

"Kahahaha! Let me show you my true power! Kahaha! Stasis Field! Pylon! Pylon! Pylon! Pylon! Pylon! Pylon! Pylon! Pylon! Kahaha!" he said with each successfully placed pylon lacing the next with deadly sparks of purple electricity, shocking anybody unlucky enough to be caught in between.

"So... is this the power of Nasod Armor? KAHAHAHA! I feel so.. ex-static! E-M-P SHOCK! " A giant electromagnetic pulse rocketed from Add's core, knocking back those who weren't already deep-fried by his pylons.

As he picked up a heavily injured Scarface, he questioned, "Hey, Scarface, don't you find this turnaround quite... Shocking? Kahahaha!" Add started to shove punches to the man's face.

"You already have such a re-volt-ing face that only a mother would love. I'm de-lighted that you let Doctor Add fix you up. Kahahahaha!" the boy covered the man's face with his hand.

"Don't worry. I doubt it would hurt much! Kahahah! Void Breaker!" he slammed the man into the opposing wall, blood soaking his gloves.

"No, no! I'm not done yet! Die! Die! Die!" He took off his gloves and bloodied his hands, beating Scarface's head back into the wall multiple times.

"More! More! Power! Kahahaha!" Add clutched his left eye, the rage threatening to consume him whole in the surge of the electrical storm. Blood continued to seep from his victim into his clothes.

"So... This is the taste of blood, huh? How... Delicious..." his devilish grin continued to grow wider as he licked the crimson liquid off his skin.

In the darkness of blind rage and sorrow, Add heard a familiar, soothing voice and gentle arms being wrapped around his chest. "Add... Please stop..."

"A…ra.." he muttered, as his eye began to calm down, slowly dimming its light while the arcs of lightning became less frequent.

"Are you... okay now..?" she finally asked, breaking the silence.

"Tch... I was never okay... was I?" he smiled as he turned behind to face the only reason for his continued sanity.

"O-oh!" he barely turned when he had his eyes covered by her hand.

"No peeking, you pervert!" she huffed.

Taking off his coat, he held it until she finally trusted him enough to let go of his face and begin to wear the coat.

"I-I think it's stuck.." he heard the sounds of a zip jamming.

Experimentally opening one eye, he reached over for the zip.

"K..kya! Where are you touching?! H-hey!"

"Shut up and let me handle it." he finally unstuck the zip and zipped the coat up.

"D..Did you see it?" she blushed furiously as she stared at the Psychic Tracer.

"Even if I did, you couldn't erase it from my mind." He smirked.

"Wh-Wha!? Tha-That's bad! You shouldn't-" she started.

"Oh, shut up will you?!" he said, pinning her to a wall as his lips met hers.

When they finally separated, gasping for air, she was the one to speak first.

"That was uncalled for!" she hit his chest gently.

"Pfft. As long as it wasn't your doing, it's fine." He retorted irritably.

"I demand a rematch!"

"What rematch?" he felt himself being pushed onto the opposite wall.

"This one…" she tiptoed and gave the boy a proper, more passionate kiss.


Well.. I'm kinda at a loss at how to continue this.. Good news is that I just made a forum! I may still be a noob at so bear with me The forum (hopefully) will include some chatter about the future of this series and the possiblities of others! I am also taking requests if anyone is interested. I will try my best!

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