Johan took the first move by slinging a shot at Raviant's head. He swiftly dodged it and ran directly at him. Johan barely managed to turn his body out of the way but Raviant grabbed his arm and tossed him on his back. His head banged against the hard metal floor. Johan sat up and rubbed his head.

"Now it's my turn." He whipped a trail of spit off his lip with his thumb. There was a metal barrel sitting right next to him on his left. Johan spun on his hand clockwise, hitting the barrel from behind. In his luck the barrel was empty so it was extremely light. Raviant managed to avoid the incoming barrel but Johan was right behind it, catching him off guard. He caught Raviant's throat with his arm, shoving him back. Raviant fell to the floor coughing. But Johan didn't plan to wait for him to recover. He ran over and jumped onto the railing. Finding a clear spot on the next floor below, he jumped off. This floor was cluttered with different kinds of machines and containers made of different materials. Johan switched the goggles over to the electromagnetic mode. Now it was an assortment of different colored dots. He ducked down behind a several crates next to the wall under the upper floor. His head was throbbing. A set of feet hit the cold metal floor. Johan peeked out to see a human figure made up out of red dots. He was looking the other way. Johan used that time to fire a shot at right while running to the left. But Raviant knew this trick and looked directly in his direction and took after him. Johan switched back to normal view and tore the goggles off his face to his neck. Up ahead was a plank of wood resting against the railing and a thick dangling cable. Johan ran up the plank and as the plank started tipping over the edge Johan jumped. He grabbed the cable and hung on for dear life as he began to swing. Several stories over a huge pool of molten metal. Raviant watched him with a slightly amused look on his face

"You really need some new tricks Geo." He commented. Using the last bit of momentum from the cable Johan jumped off landing safely on the other side.

"You mean something this." Johan smirked pulling back on the electric cord and released. It hit the cord swinging towards Raviant. He moved slightly to the side and released another shot fallowing the directly behind the cord. Raviant saw what he was doing and raised his arm to cover his face. The shot made a direct hit forcing him to stumble back a few steps. And when he recovered, he started chuckling. Banger turned back into a cat squirrel and took his spot on his shoulder

"Be careful out there. I doubt that I'm the only one after you…Best of luck, Johan." Johan knew his eyes must've gone big when Raviant smiled and walked away. He knew his secret and was still going to help him.

"I really own you one." Johan whispered softly.

"Johan are you alright?! We heard a lot of ruckus up there!" Kid Mom swarmed him as soon as he was in sight.

"Yea I'm fine." He responded still dazed. "Let's go. I know a place where we can get things figured out." Johan led the way out. It was a long walk to his warehouse, especially since Mom, Dad or Jordan were constantly asking questions or trying to answer someone else's. Thankfully JB was either quiet or properly answering questions.

"We're here." Johan strolled up to the door.

"You live in a warehouse!" JB was dumbstruck. Johan unlocked the door and turned on the light, letting them in.

"What? Everything's clean! Even this place is too big for me to mess up. Besides who in their right mind would rent to a fifteen year old." He joked. As everyone wondered around checking things out, Johan headed straight for the fridge.

"Anyone hungry or want anything to drink?" He offered. It felt strange offering his own family food in his own house.

"Got any soda?" Katherine asked. He reached in and tossed her a can of Mountain Dew. She looked at the label and gave him one of her really? looks.

"Seriously?" Katherine lifted the can as if she was presenting something."Just don't drink it too fast!" He joked getting JB to chuckled taking a seat at the table.

"Do you have any cold medicine? I think Jordan might need it." Mom asked. Johan shrugged as he opened the medical cabinet. There was some at the very back. He tore off a section and tossed to Jordan. Jordan tore off the packaging and popped the pills in his mouth. The room became silent.

"I have a contact that keeps tabs on the huge corporations like Interchonlogical Rescue. If we're going to outsmart Rathbone and Second we need information. I'll talk to him tomorrow." Johan said.

"Not alone you're not!" Mom crossed her arms.

"Mom you don't understand! If I go with someone it will be suspicious." Johan countered.

"Wait! Are you going to talk to someone dangerous?!" Mom sounded horrified. Dangerous? Not really. Annoying? Yes!

"Mom I'm fifteen and have been living on my own for two years! I can handle myself. Besides you're thirteen!" He argued.

"Doing what exactly?!" The argument was getting loud.

"That doesn't concern you! Why do you even care?" Johan shouted.

"You're my son! Whatever happened to the sweet, innocent, polite Johan?" Mom asked.

"He died alright!" Johan shouted and the room turned dead silent. He sighed and looked away from everyone's gaze. "You want to know what I do to support myself? Fine! You win! I'm a bounty hunter, alright! I break into places, steal, risk my life for a paycheck…Gary and Hodge left that Johan as a goner and time finished him off. All that remains of him is Geo Advervent." Johan brought his voice back down.

"Johan how could you?!" Katherine scowled him in Mom's place. "After all the good we've done!"

"What was I supposed to do, Katherine? Gary and Hodge won, I was stuck here, you and the others were babies about to be sold off, everyone else was stuck in the past, no Elucidator worked, if Gary and Hodge found out I was here they would have gotten rid of me. Then where would everyone be now?" He asked then turned to look at directly and Mom and Dad. "I never said I was proud of what I've done but my life was on the line." JB sat at the table looking a bit awkward sitting in the middle of a family feud.