8 Years Later

By Ms. Kinnikufan

Disclaimer: I own no one recognizable.

Translation note: TioUncle in Portuguese.

"Tio Ricardo, can I go play in the mud pile now?"

"Not until you finish your vitamin juice."

"But it tastes like shit."

"Tosya!" Where did you learn such language?"

"From you when you were trying to fix the faucets yesterday."

"...Just finish your vitamin juice. It's good for you."

Tosya finish his juice in one gulp. He made a sour expression.

"Ny'ke says the vitamin juice is really blood and that you're trying make us kids into vampires."

"What! Of course not. Now go play in the mud pile."

Tosya had a pretty good existence at the new D.M.P. base in a hidden part of Tokyo.

4 hours of various training exercise, 3 hours of education in reading writing, math, ect, and I nap (whether he wanted one or not) 5 days a week. He also had to drink three times a day.

He had plenty of playmates: Ny'ke (Pumpinator's daughter who was two years older the Tosya and could be very, very, bossy because of that), Vince, Arnie, Alonza, and Elda (Mar's children) and Keitaro (Tosya didn't know whose kid he was).

Making sure that the children were playing in the mud under the watchful eye of Andy J. (the son of Addversarious), he went to the adult room.

The adult room was not as dirty as it sounded. It was more like a teacher's lounge.

"Pump, I think you're daughter catching on to us. Tosya told me that she told him that the vitamin juice was really blood and that we're all trying to make them into vampires."

"Yeah, well she has a fine bullshit detector. Wish I had a bullshit detector like hers when I was young. Maybe I would have had a better life." Pumpinator burped his three month old son, Sandel.

"Yeah, well we just can't tell we're feeding them the very diluted blood of Akuma Shogun so that their devil power grow tremendously. They'd freak out. Kids don't like to drink blood. Maybe we should start diluting it with fruit punch instead of apple juice. Kids love anything that they detect sugar in." Mars gave Angelo (his newborn) his bottle of "vitamin juice" mixed with formula.

"Now babies they'll drink anything in a bottle." Mars commented as Angelo eagerly suck down his bottle of formula mixed with "vitamin juice".

England, Restful Pines Rehab Center:

Kevin had defeated great odds by coming out of his coma three years ago. He still had to completely relearn how to walk and talk. It looked highly unlikely that he would ever be able to wrestle again.

However, chances were good that Kevin would be able to live without supervision after he finished rehab.

Robin Mask made a point of visiting often, trying to forge the father/son relationship that never had been there in Kevin's childhood.

"Son, your therapist told me you successfully relearned how to drive again. I'm very proud of you son!" Robin cheerfully complemented.

"Tosya..." Kevin muttered.

"Who's Tosya. He's not an invisible friend, is he Kevin?"

"No. He someone in my memories. Tosya was a little baby. A little baby boy. A man is angry at me.."

"Who Kevin, who is angry at you?"

"A man with shiny eyes and hair, He has a funny voice."

"You must mean an accent."

"Well, he told me to stay away from the baby. He didn't like me."

"Who didn't like you Kevin?"

"I keep telling you, the man with shiny hair and eyes!"

Later, Robin talked about his most visit with Kevin to Warsman.

"Kevin kept mentioning that he remember someone name Tosya today. I kept thinking, I know that name from somewhere, but where?"

" Comrade, wasn't that the name of Turbinski's son, who was taken into custody by the Russian government?"

Robin Mask's mug of coffee fell to the linoleum floor.