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Target 37: Cotton and the burning hair

Kotsu has just seen Cotton activate her burning hair for the first time, introducing him to the concept of the burning hair. He looks absolutely stunned at how Cotton looks now. Granted she looks cooler than before, but she's still just a little girl.

Albert is the same looking unfazed and he simply points his gauntlet forward. "You think adding storm flames to your hair is impressive! I've studied your family heritage! I know all about the nature of your ability!" he yells winding his gauntlet back before it blasts forward at Cotton, who jumps onto it with a quite impressive speed taking Albert by surprise as the little girl runs up the stretched out arm. "What's this!?" Albert yells retracting the gauntlet as Cotton once more jumps spinning around doing lots of frontflips as she flaming storm hair wraps itself around her.

"I-Isn't this bad!? Storm flames' trait is disintegration! She's going to kill herself!"

However Jute assures him calmly. "Burning hair of storm doesn't affect the user. I would know as I'm a storm user as well."

Albert doesn't have time to retract the gauntlet completely before Cotton smashes into his face. "COTTON-HEIKA'S SUPER SPECIAL MOVE: SPINNING BALL OF DEATH!" she yells and Albert quickly pushes himself away after it seems her attack keeps going.

"I'll admit that took me off guard…" He says wipping the blood off his cheek. "I don't recall the burning hair ability granting any boost to the users physical abilities…" However in the time he has to say that Cotton's already closing the distance between them. She jumps at him. "COTTON-HEIKA'S SUPER SPECIAL MOVE: SPINNING BALL OF DEATH!" However this time Albert has his gauntlet back and he moves it up to block the attack as it's coated in rain flames and the tranquility aspect negates Cotton's storm flames. He easily launches her back.

"You think you can defeat ME you foolish child! You are just like my own son!" He yells however quickly notes that Cotton's hair is stuck to his gauntlet so she didn't fly far as she simply bounces back and she climbs over the gauntlet jumping at him now that he can't block the attack with his gauntlet. She lands on his face and starts scratching him in the face, which more pisses him off than anything. He grabs her with his free hand getting a sharp pain from having to touch pure storm flames but he manages to toss her off. She bounces along the ground turning into a ball to lessen the fall and she instantly charges at him again.

"W-why's she so fast all of the sudden? I know she's a wild one, but she's not this fast… and Albert said it wasn't the burning hair…" Kotsu asks confused and Jute once more fills them in.

"That's actually the most normal part of this. She just ate something really spicy… so her body's going into overdrive to cool her down… she really is a textbook definition of a type two fighter…" He says making Kotsu even more confused. What's he talking about NOW!?

"What's a type two fighter?"

"Later Kotsu," Primo says as he's attempting to focus on the fight and Kotsu is instantly silenced.

Cotton keeps launching at the large man and since she's so small he's having quite a bit of trouble with hitting her with the large gauntlet. It's clearly not designed to fight small foes. "Just… GET KNOCKED OUT! You annoying little pest!" He yells as he switches the gauntlet to the cannon form and starts shooting large lasers at Cotton, but she's too fast for them to hit her however he just keeps firing. "You are but a hinderance! Just like my own son! You're nothing but a means to an end!" He yells angrily clearly venting some frustrations. Ricci from Zaccaria's team grits his teeth angrily hearing him say such things.

However Cotton's not listening. She just keeps up her constant attacks much to Albert's annoyance. "Not only is she a textbook type two fighter… she's also a very nice storm guardian…" Reborn starts. "The storm guardian's role is to be the center of any attack, never ceasing until the enemy is gone. Her state right now very nicely encapsulates that description…" Kotsu thinks for a moment before looking at Marco who's still laying on the ground a bit away knocked out wondering what Primo was thinking appointing a man like him to his guardian team when Cotton fits the role all by herself… and it seems Reborn is the same way. "But there's no way you could've known she would become someone who fit that description. And why give her a bodyguard on top of it,"

Primo lets on a little smirk. "You'll see…"

Reborn smacks him in the back of the head. "Only I'm allowed to say that no-good-Tsuna," He says and Primo chuckles a little nervously as it seems his bodyguards don't really do anything about the fact that Primo was just hit. Just how strong is Reborn…?

"I think I've earned the privilege…"

Albert blocks another of Cotton's attacks with his gauntlet and pushes her into the air. "You won't be able to dodge THIS!" He yells firing another laser into the air hitting her dead on however much to everyone's surprise it's stopped by some kind of barrier. "COTTON-HEIKA'S SUPER SPECIAL MOVE: TORNADO OF TERROR!" She yells spinning around in the air, her hair forming a sort of large shield of storm flames that perfectly nullify Albert's rain flame. After the laser disappears the gauntlet needs a few seconds to recharge so Albert's forced to dodge as she comes down with another attack. "You… you little brat… you think you can defeat ME!? I am Albert! Leader of the Vongola family's research and development. Inventor extraordinaire! And I will never let one of my inventions be beaten by a little girl. Maximum overdrive activate!" He yells pulling a lever back on the underside of the gauntlet and the gem glows much harder as it turns into the cannon, but this time it's sparkling as if it's on the verge of breaking. "TAKE THIS!" he yells firing the laser which is now much smaller, but also much more powerful than the last and with more power concentrated on fewer area. Cotton attempts to block it with her hair but it doesn't quite work out and she's flung back as her burning hair disappears. She crashes into the bubble falling to the ground knocked out looking quite pained. She lays right in front of Ywan who looks down at her annoyed.

"Pathetic… why would you be chosen?"

"COTTON!" Kotsu yells worried that she's alright, but he suddenly feels quite a ominous presence coming from Jute. It's clear he's unhappy with seeing Cotton get hurt but there's nothing he can do.

Albert laughs lightly at his achievement. It starts as a mere chuckle before turning into full laughter. "You see that!? My invention is unbeatable!" He yells raising his gauntlet into the air and the Cervello are about to proclaim his victory.

"How dare you…? How dare you harm my lady…?" Marco says slowly getting up, Albert having completely forgotten about him.

"You again… you think you stand a chance against me all by yourself…?"

Marco grits his teeth as he stands. "How could you!? She is just a child! You will pay for harming my lady!" He yells angrily as a flame erupts on his forehead as his shirt bursts off from the burst of energy but it doesn't seem to concern him, and a bright red storm flame appears on his forehead.

"W-what is this!?" Albert says taking a step back as Marco charges towards him at intense speed with an even more intense stare.

"W-what's going on!? P-Primo!?" Kotsu tries looking at the current boss.

"That boy… Marco… He is the Rosa Rossa family's butler. He is a curious case… he can enter dying will mode at will… Much like me, however I have had years and years of training. Marco has never trained this ability…" He explains and Kotsu looks at him seeing the primal look in his eyes which he remembers people telling him that he had whenever he entered dying will mode.

Albert points the gauntlet at him and fires it off at max speed. Marco punches the gauntlet out of the way with an immensely powerful backhand. Marco gets in close looming over Albert with a cold almost demonic look in his eyes. "This is for hurting my lady you monster…" He icily states, his fist is wound back prepared to strike.