Hey people! Glad you guys like my fic! I love you all! (hands out chocolate, nachos and beer) Beers only for the older people! Lol.

dragon ball z freak, I love reading about avalanche as good guys but I feel like it's been done way to much. We all see the good half of the team, I wanna read or write about them trying to be evil! Sides, keep reading! Expect plot twists…….duh duh duh

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Somewhere…

"How do you think the mission went?" a large man asked, his deep voice sounding edgy.

The smaller blonde he was with paused, "…I trust her. She hasn't let us down in the past."

A third voice entered the conversation, "Yes but she has been with them for a long time. She may of grown fond of them. Chaos may also have bonded with the child he his with."

"So," the large man asked, "How do you think it went?"

The spikey headed blonde rolled his blue eyes, "I'm sure it went to plan. We wouldn't be picking her up if she had failed."

The engines of the airship they were in hummed peacefully. The three friends stood in silence, contemplating the fact that the mission could have failed.

"We gonna take them out one at a time?" the large black man asked, rubbing his neck nervously.

The lead blonde nodded, "Yes. We need them to know who exactly is doing this to them."

"There's always a problem that he might get involved. He may feel inclined to stop us from harming them. One of them is his daughter," the lion looked up to his friends, seeing the understanding in their eyes.

It was one thing to stop those in the past but to stop a group of teenagers, one of which was a child to a former member was another. The one who left still had strong ties with the group but was his paternal bond stronger than the bond of friendship?

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The sun beat down warmly onto his shoulders as he stepped off the train. The fresh salty air of the sea instantly lifting his sagging spirits and making him feel a little better.

Balamb had always been a favourite place to go for him when he wanted to get away from it all. It was calm, peaceful and had a gorgeous view of the vast blue ocean. Granted he enjoyed the sky more the sea was always a nice romantic thing to it.

A large greying woman walked over to him, greeting him warmly. The blue skirt she wore fluttered gently in the soft breeze, barely moving under the white apron she wore.

The traveller smiled broadly as he was engulfed by the woman, "Ma Dincht. It's great ta see ya, how's the kids?"

Ma Dincht smiled back at him, love filling her eyes. The man in front of her hadn't changed since he was last here. He hadn't, it seemed, aged a day.

"You said you would visit sooner. That was over 11 years ago. Where have you been?" Ma crossed her arms over the ample chest she had, taking a good look at the man in front of her.

"Around. Been around," the traveller offered, "Business and the like."

Ma Dincht frowned, she knew what kind of business her old friend was into. She didn't approve but knew she didn't have a say. Every man was made to walk his own path and make his own life. Lucky for her, the man had walked down the right path for a good few years. Turning his back on those he had known for a long time.

"You know how I feel about that but anyway," Ma held him at arms length, taking him in, "Look at you. You look so very healthy. The path you walk now certainly agrees with you."

Her friend blushed, the sun catching off the shades he was wearing. He looked down at the cobbled street. How could he tell her that he wasn't exactly walking the straight and narrow? He had strayed from the path slightly, that was partly why he was here.

"Sometimes ta be a saint, ya have ta be a bit of a devil," he offered her a cheeky smile.

Ma shook her head, "So what brings you here?"

"……Business. I really don't want to get involved but…this is really important," the blonde haired friend said quietly.

"How important is it? You know that getting involved is never a god idea," Ma allowed her concern to show through. She cared for him greatly, she was good friends with him.

"I know but this time it's personal," he offered.

Ma smiled sadly, how could this man be forced into so much trouble? The last time he went against his friends, he was banished from the group. He had been in such a mess when she had found him.

"Just be very careful. I don't want you getting hurt. I love you like a son," Ma hugged him again, tightly.

The long leather jacket he wore creaked across his broad shoulders as he hugged her back. He smiled as he caught the faint whiff of baking in her hair. The older woman always had a…pleasant, familiar smell to her. He always loved how women smelt, especially mothers. They had a…it was rather hard to describe, even he didn't know why he liked them. He just did. It reminded him of home, his own mother.

"Love ya to Ma," he said honestly, "Listen, I gotta go. I'll call you as soon as I'm done."

Ma sighed as the blonde let her go and started to make her own way home, "Whatever trouble you are in, just be safe."

The blonde stranger turned round to see Ma Dincht heading home. His heart went out to her, it really did. His former friends were going to be attempting the murder of her adopted son, along with all his friends.

"Ma…I wish this wasn't going to be going down like this. Really," he fiddled with a silver bracelet on his wrist. A red orb glowed brightly in it, he could feel the powerful life force dwell inside.

Bahamut Zero growled from deep within him, just itching to be released in battle. It had been far to long since he had fought a proper battle. The last one had been his fight into this realm with the small bundle that was his daughter. He had encountered a very charming woman who lived in a lighthouse and her ever paranoid husband.

He had never been one to pass up on a free meal or the chance of female company and he had gave the husband every right to be suspicious. He did have an affair with the wife. Unfortunately, he had been forced to leave his daughter with the ever loving couple. A life on the run, killing people wasn't exactly a good example to set a growing child.

He would do the honourable thing and end the threat of AVALANCHE for good. Even if it meant his own life being forfeit.

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Chapter three up. No, the guy in this chap isn't weird in any way just because he likes the smell of women. Mum's do have a pretty nice smell…well, mine does anyhow! Lol

Do we know what blonde has left? Do we know who the mysterious instructor was in chapter two? I'll give you a hint, it aint aeris.