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She woke to the soft beeping of hospital machinery, she looked around to the small room she was in. Nothing fancy but much better than Brainses room. She swung her legs out of bed and tried to stand, only to stumble, causing her to grab the back of a nearby chair. Her vision swam from how fast she got up after being asleep for so long. Slowly she steadied and searched the room more thoroughly, her clothes were neatly folded on the large counter. She looked down at the hospital gown she wore and quickly tore it off in favor of her street clothes.
She threw on her jacket as she heard the door opening, she froze. A small women, only a few inches taller than Gogo, walked around the corner and saw the girl there. She was about to open her mouth when Gogo beat her to it. "Um… my s-sisters supposed to be in this room, d-do you know where she is?" Her vocal cords failing her from not being used.
The nurse looked to her notepad, "Visiting hours are about to end, how did you get in here?" Her answer obviously trying to avoid giving Gogo the answer to a question she had no clue how to answer.
"The front desk let me in, i just got into town and i wanted to see her before i had to leave in a tomorrow."
"Well you'll just have to wait till tomorrow, anyway you have the wrong room. She's in the next room over. Am i going to have to call the security guard to escort you out or see yourself out?"
"I'll see my self out."
"Good, and stay away from the docks. Your remember Alister Krei? He kidnapped and killed a bunch of kids a few years ago." Gogo grit her teeth, but nodded. "Well someone called him out, there's probably a fight going on right now down there." She made a move to leave, but Gogo grabbed her arm.
"Do you know who called him out?" She had a good feeling but right now she wanted to be sure.
"No, the guy never said his name. He hacked every station simultaneously and broadcasted his threat. Something about him being a spineless dog. Than challenged him to a fight." She pulled her arm back from the girl and walked out.
Gogo looked out the window, the docks were within sight range of her window. What seemed like a black wave was rising from the sea. Her eyes widened at the realization that came to mind, Kreis got a lot of micro bots, there's no way Hiro can do this by himself. She dug her hands into her pockets, something bumped her hand. She pulled out a small disk like objects, the prototype that Brains made. She smiled to herself as she thought of the suit she helped Hiro make for her. She turned and walked out of her hospital room. An idea burned into her mind.
Krei swung with his right hand, connecting with Hiros side causing him to stumble back a step. He slowly got to his feet, the pain seeming to have dissipated. He lifted his hands as if to summon the microbots, but they lay silent wherever they were. When nothing happened he tried again, when that yielded nothing he looked to his hands like they both had magically lost a finger. "No, no where are the bots?!"
"Krei, you didn't create them, you weren't even the first person to steal them. I made them to help people, than you and Callaghan come along and steal them to use for your own betterment. Being that i made them i know their weakness, without something to control them they drop to the ground useless. If you or Callaghan had paid any attention to the presentation years ago you would know that."
Krei let out a roar of rage and frustration, than charged Hiro fits ready to pummel him into the earth, he eyes a burning hatred for the small boy standing in front of him. He tackled the armor clad boy into a box and let loose punch after punch into his midsection. He pulled back for a second and when he Hiro looked up Krei had a long knife in one hand.
He jabbed the knife at Hiro, he narrowly dodged as the knife sliced through the metal behind him, he tried to push himself from the wall but Kreis free hand pinned him back by the throat. Hiros eyes frantically searched for his friends, the plinking of metal against metal only deepening his panic. But he didn't see any of the vibrant colors he put into their armor, no indication that he would get help so he did the one thing that he knew was going to do in this fight. He reached for the knife in his waistband and drew it out as Krei got his free, but Hiro was quicker the draw, and with a flash of his arm the blade cut against Kreis wrist that held him in place. Krei pulled back, barely keeping hold of the knife in his other hand.
They stared each other down for a few seconds before anyone made a move, Krei's eyes locked on the black face mask while Hiros were searching for any advantage he could take. "Looks like the good guys got some new tricks." Krei coed, his voice mocking, daring the young boy to lash out so he could take his chance to strike.
Hiro fell right into his trap, but Krei didn't quite anticipate how much Hiro as going to threw into his attack. he lashed out in a wide arc, catching nothing but air as Krei back stepped. "I'm!" Hiro shouted as he slashed again, Krei barely getting his knife up in time to deflect the incoming blow, "not!" Another slash, it cut through Kreis trench coat, it's honed edge slicing the fabric like it was nothing. "The!" Another slash barely cutting low enough to reveal the skin underneath, "Good guy!" One last slash cut deep into Kreis arm, his cries of pain rang through the air, reverberating off the crates.
"You little Brat!" He shouted back, and slashed with his own knife, barely grazing Hiros arms.
Hiro went for a fight finisher, a shot straight to the throat. But Krei parried his sloppy attack, sending his knife flying through the air with one deft move. The older man then went or an attack of his own, straight to Hiros chest. the padded vest stopping the blade from digging into his chest, but the force of the stab shook his chest, rattling the breath from his lungs. He felt a tinge of pain as the knife cut through the vest and bit at his skin.
Krei pulled the knife out and Hiro fell to the ground. He let out a few coughs and attempted to get to his feet. Useless vest, can't even stop a knife. He leaned against the side of a crate as he used it to help himself get up. Krei stood a few feet away examining his wounds, a disgusted look on his face as pulled back the shredded coat to reveal the deep crimson cut. "Look what you did, this is going to take weeks to heal." He turned his head back to the struggling to stand boy, then pumped his feet into action knife outstretched, ready to run the blade all the way through the small boy and maybe even into the crate behind him.
Another clang of metal on metal sounded as Hiro once again sidestepped the attack and the blade lodged itself into the containers side. He quickly dodged the open hand that looked to pin his to the crate again, i could dart him right now. This could be finished in a matter of seconds. His fist clenched, then slammed it into the side of Kreis head, but instead of pulling the fist back he left it on the side of cheek. "Good bye Krei, in this glove is a dart, not only tipped with cyanide but filled with it. You'll be dead in a matter of seconds, any last words?"
He dropped his hands from trying to dislodge the knife and put them into the air, after a second of thought he said, "come on, you're not going to kill me. That's not the good guy thing to do."
"Does it look like i care?" He deadpanned back.
"I don't know, i can't see below that mask of yours."
"Than its doing its job, what makes you think i won't do it?"
"Because what would your friends think? They wouldn't see the nice boy they once knew, they would look at you like you really are. A murder."
"And you're not? You got Abigail after killing multiple innocent, defenseless kids. Using them as test subjects, right? So when you implanted the transmitter into your own head you would know that you would not only live but would be able to control the microbots. Well guess what, I fried the chip in your brain, so all of that was for nothing." A flick of motion at the edge of Hiros vision alerted him to the presence of another person.
"I don't think you'll get off so easy, considering Abigail doesn't know what i did or the reasons behind it."
"Well when you're dead i'll be sure to tell her." The flick of motion at the corner of his vision seemed to move closer, he could pick out one dominant color. Gold.
Th3Ph4nt0miz3r: Sorry its been so long, life got in the way. BUT NOW I HAVE SPRING BREAK! Just as the story is nearing its end :)