Chapter 6

"Miss me?" Sairo and the others looked over to where the voice came from. It was the dark blue haired man. He was wearing a black trench coat with black trousers and a white scarf. Suddenly he disappeared and reappeared behind Storme's soldiers. He killed them all with great ease and went back to where he was before. Storme braced herself, but had a little fear in her eyes.

"Hurecan" She said. Hurecan bowed and started speaking with a carefree tone,

"After a long time, this is how you treat your older bro? Put that thing in your hand down before you get hurt. And who's your boyfriend?"

"He's not my boyfriend and you're not going to do anything to me!" She said in a voice that would bring a thousand charging bulls to a standstill from fear. Hurecan scoffed and diverted his attention to Sairo. "So you're the one I saw talking to my sis. You took out the whole harbour patrol and a lot of the super soldiers in here. Quite a feat. For a weakling." Sairo couldn't grasp Storme's and Hurecan's relationship, nor did he comprehend how cheesy things have just become. But he was angered by the fact he was called a weakling by someone he barely knew. Hurecan could sense this so he challenged Sairo to a fight.

"Gladly." Was Sairo's response before he launched himself towards Hurecan, fist raised. Hurecan put his hands in his pockets and dodged just before Sairo made contact and hit him down with a hand chop. Sairo rolled back, shocked from what just happened. Sairo snapped back to reality and launched himself forward, this time knowing what to expect. Hurecan pulled of the same manoeuvre, which was met by Sairo when he placed a hand on the ground and flung himself around to kick Hurecan in his side. Hurecan recoiled and said,

"Not bad." He then straightened himself as if nothing had happened. Sairo got into his fighting stance (perfected after the test he took) and prepared to counter Hurecan's move. Hurecan waited for Sairo to make his move, then sighed and appeared behind Sairo and kicked his head into the ground. He then lifted Sairo and launched him upwards. He crossed his arms and waited for Sairo to come back down so Hurecan could kick him back up. This continued for a bit until Sairo grabbed Hurecan's leg and kicked him in his thigh. Hurecan flinched and jumped back. Hurecan then charged what looked like… a ball of energy? But that wasn't possible without equipment, right? That's what Sairo believed until he took it in his stomach from not paying attention. Sairo thought about doing it himself, but had no time to do so. Suddenly Sairo had images flash across his mind. He was pulling off some sort of move where he ended with an explosion in his hand. He saw many people dying, and a man standing with a wide grin, killing a man that looked a bit like Sairo. Sairo looked up. Hurecan was just standing there with a wide grin. Sairo felt something rise in himself. His anger was increasing, and so, he felt, did his power. Hurecan suddenly put on a serious face. Hurecan flung himself at Sairo and started giving an onslaught of punches and kicks, most of which Sairo blocked (Sairo shrugged off the ones that did land). Then Sairo started fighting back, kicking Hurecan's head, then put his hands together and smashed him into the ground. Storme was watching all of this and was genuinely impressed by how much Sairo was holding out. Then a dark green glow surrounded Hurecan.

"Again, not bad. But you will never match up to me!" Hurecan then started screaming and the aura around him grew in both size and intensity. His power level was rising. Fast. Without warning, Hurecan lashed out at Sairo, kicking him with both legs, launching Sairo upwards, spinning like a torpedo. Hurecan flew above Sairo and held out his palms together, charging a light grey energy blast. As soon as Sairo, was at point blank range, Hurecan shouted,

"TORNADO SLAM!" Sairo was smashed into the ground by the stream of energy. Sairo was dazed by the attack, and was unable to battle. Hurecan floated to the ground, laughing at Sairo. "You put up a good fight, not many humans can do so. Tell me, are you more than human? I mean if you took the serum you would've died long time ago." Sairo thought about this whilst trying to get up. Amidst the fighting, Storme snagged the serum and was waiting for Sairo. "Now, you don't look the right mood for fighting, and because I'm so kind, I'll let you live. Only because I want to have a good battle." Hurecan bowed, "Until next time." Hurecan looked up at Storme. "I know you have the serum by the way. But don't worry, your friend here stopped me from trying to kill you. Mark my words however, the next time we meet, including this man, someone's going to die." Storme walked over to Sairo and propped him against her. They made their way out to meet Luut's squad. He asked,

"Did you get the serum?" Storme nodded and ordered him to call in the extraction helicopter. Luut started calling it in so Storme propped Sairo against a rock. She looked for the injuries. Nothing to show so far, except his face. Sairo's handsome features so well defined. Storme shook her head, taken aback by what she was feeling. Did she actually care about him? Why did she? She took some time, then realized they both came from unique backgrounds; Storme's parents were killed by mercenaries, and Sairo was taken from nowhere to be manipulated as the Peacemaker's plaything. Hurecan thought the same, so he went rouge, but Storme stayed, seeing as she had nothing left to do but fulfil her bloodthirsty needs. But maybe she found something else besides the killing. Maybe…

"Hey Storme, chopper's here!" Storme looked out to see the chopper. She picked up Sairo and made her way to the chopper, with a successful mission behind them all.

Meanwhile Hurecan was holding a vial of liquid, laughing to himself. He held it up to the sun as he observed it's 'beauty'. The vial held some of the serum he so casually gave away to Storme. But he wasn't so stupid as to give away ALL of it. Now he would modify it to suit his needs…