The two were now in Station Square standing in front of a demolished old folk's home "I swear I left him right here" Scourge said. Razor had his arms crossed "Right here on the sidewalk, or right there where the building is being demolished? Great planning" "How was I supposed to know? Can't see into the future. I'm not a witch". Razor glanced at him "No? Everyone on Mobius thinks you're a biker" "Hey!" "I can't believe you're alive. I saw you die. I mourned you. I cried for you". Scourge shrugged "I'm honoured". Two mongoose girls suddenly walked up to them "Ask him" one of them said nervously to the other. The other then went up to Razor giggling "Hi. Would you mind taking a picture with us?" "Oh, sure" both girls giggled. Scourge rolled his eyes as one of the girls held out her phone to take a picture of her, her friend and Razor who glanced at Scourge "Start figuring out where he is". He smiles and poses with the girls who take a picture. They thank him and then "Sorry to hear that Coral dumped you" they walked away. Razor casually shrugged at Scourge "She didn't dump me. I dumped her. It was a mutual dumping". Scourge supportively patted his back. A golden golden ring suddenly appeared under his feet "What's this? What're you doing?" "This isn't me". Scourge suddenly falls through the portal before it disappeared. No one else on the street seemed to notice. Razor takes out his sword which was magically disguised as an umbrella. He poked a small paper card on the ground "Scourge?". He picked up the card and checked that it said "117A Bleecker St".
Razor arrived at the address and knocked on the door. Razor was suddenly inside the dark cavernous building "Razor, Son of Striker". Razor turned and saw Monkey Khan floating towards him standing on a cloud. Razor holds out the same umbrella threateningly. Khan looks down at it curiously "God of Thunder. You can put down the umbrella". Razor cautiously does so and puts it in a stand next to him. Razor was suddenly in a different room with Khan. Razor casually takes a spear head from a podium and points at Khan smiling "So, Mobius has, uh, wizards now?". He puts the spear head back knocking the others over. He tries to stop them as Khan watches "The preferred term is Master of the Mystic Arts. You can leave that now". Razor drops the spear heads and turns to Khan "Alright, wizard. Who are you? Why should I care?" "My name is Doctor Monkey Khan and I have some questions for you. Take a seat". Razor was now sitting in an armchair facing Khan "Tea?". A cup appears in Razor's hand "I don't drink tea" "What do you drink?" "Not tea". The cup turns into a large pint glass full of beer impressing Razor. Khan leaned forward in his chair "So, I keep a watch list of individuals and beings from other realms that may be a threat to this world. Your adopted brother, Scourge, is one of those beings". Razor gulped down the whole drink which then refilled "He's a worthy inclusion" "Then why bring him here?" "We're looking for my father". Khan nodded "So, if I were to tell you where Striker was all parties concerned would promptly return to Lost Hex?" "Promptly" "Great! Then I'll help you".
Razor stared suspiciously at him "If you knew where he was, why didn't you call me" "I have to tell you, he was adamant that he not be disturbed. You father said he had chosen to remain in exile. And you don't have a phone". Razor rolled his eyes "No, I don't have a phone, but you could have sent an electronic letter. It's called an email" "Yeah, do you have a computer?" "No. What for?". Khan didn't say anything, "Anyway, my father is no longer in exile. So, if you could tell me where he is, I can take him home" "Gladly. He's in Blizzard Peaks". Razor was now standing next to a bookcase with Khan reading a book "I'm just seeing whether this incantation requires any Hexion modifications. Nope". They then appeared at a different bookcase and Razor was starting to feel nauseas "Will you stop doing that?" "I need one of your ear piercings". Razor pointed at him "Let me explain something to you. I am not to be meddled with". Khan suddenly appears behind him and pulls one of the rings out of Razor's ear making him wince. Khan examined the piercing and saw that there was a bit of blood on it. He then appeared on the stairs, and he fell down to the bottom where Khan turned the ring into a sparking symbol. Razor stood up "We could have just walked". Khan opens a portal "He's waiting for you" "Alright" "Don't forget your umbrella". Razor nodded and held out his hand. They waited when they heard crashing from a different room "Sorry" Razor said to a glaring Khan. The umbrella arrived in Razor's hand "There we go. I suppose I'll need my brother back" "Oh, yeah. Right". Khan opens a portal which Scourge falls out of screaming. He hits the ground and looks up scowling "I have been falling for 30 MINUTES!" "You can handle him from here" Khan said casually. Razor shook his hand "Yes, of course. Thank you, wizard" "Good work". Scourge stood up "Handle me? Who are you?".
He takes out two knives and Razor raises his hand "Scourge" "You think you're some kind of sorcerer? Don't think for one minute, you second-rate". Khan didn't look worried and waved his hand "Alright. Bye-bye". The portal moves across the room and transports the two of them to a field in Blizzard Peaks. Scourge falls over again and looks up to Razor frustrated. They then notice Striker standing at a cliff staring out to the sea. The brothers slowly approach him "Father?". Striker continues to look out smiling "Look at this place. It's beautiful". The brothers stand on either side of him. Razor looks concerned "Father, it's us". Scourge looks ahead not able to look at Striker who glances at him "My sons. I've been waiting for you". Scourge finally looks up at him surprised by his words. Razor touches his shoulder "I know. We've come to take you home" "Home, yes. Your mother, she calls me. Do you hear it". Razor glares at Scourge "Scourge, lift your magic", he shakes his head. Striker laughs "Took me quite a while to break free from your spell. Aleena would have been proud. Come and sit with me. I don't have much time". The three of them sit on a rock, Razor helps Striker "I know that we failed you. But we can make this right" "I failed you. It is upon us. Ragnarok". Razor shook his head "No, I've stopped Ragnarok. I put an end of Iblis". Striker frowned "No. It has already begun. She's coming. My life was all that held her back. But my time has come. I cannot keep her away any longer". Razor looked concerned "Father, who are you talking about?" "Goddess of Death. Blade. My firstborn. Your sister".
Razor looks taken aback "Your what?", Scourge looks just as stunned. Striker sighs "Her violent appetites grew beyond my control. I couldn't stop her, so I imprisoned her. Locked her away. She draws her strength from the Hex and once she gets there, her powers will be limitless" "Whatever she is, we can stop her together. We can face her together". Striker gently shook his head "I'm on a different path now. This you must face alone". He lowers his head "I love you, my sons". Scourge looks touched by these words as Striker points out to sea "Look at that. Remember this place. Home". His body suddenly dissolves into sparkling light which floats away to the sea. Scourge and Razor both stand to watch. Scourge has a sombre expression; Razor lowers his head and his chest heaves in anger. They hear thunder and Scourge turns to Razor concerned "Brother". Razor clenches his fists and electricity sparks from them "This was your doing". Before either of them can make a move, a red shining portal opens near them. Razor hits the ground with his umbrella, a lightening strike hits him and he was now holding the Black Sword. The two walk towards the portal ready to fight. The portal intensifies and a female red shark with black fins steps out wearing a gold headband and belt. She smiles "So, he's gone. That's a shame. I would've liked to have seen that". Razor stares at her "You must be Blade. I am Razor, son of Striker" "Really? You don't look like him". Scourge narrowed his eyes "Perhaps we can come to an arrangement" "You sound like him. Kneel" "Beg your pardon?". Blade extends her arm, and a long-jagged sword appears "Kneel. Before your queen". Razor stepped forward "I don't think so" he throws his sword which heads directly for Blade. She catches the blade of the sword stopping it.