EDIT

I'm fully aware when my story came out the manga wasn't even finished then. I knew a lot of people were not pleased with the Vongola Gear back when it was first introduced but for a better understanding and a nice little refreshment, I'll re-explain some things.

The Vongola Gear are practically just an upgraded version of their previous weapons. Yes, their First Generation equipment are still accessible and yes, some of them are bloody ridiculous (I'm looking at Gokudera's missile bombs) I still haven't accepted that even after all these years.

Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn but if I did I would have had Tsuna wear not-so-embarrassing boxers anymore. Who isn't happy about that?

Elzack smirked at the wondrous scene before him; buildings on fire, men and women begging for their life, children crying and screaming, the smell of blood and smoke in the air. It was a work of art in his eyes. He breathed everything in as if the burning debris was a delightful aroma. This is how it should be.

"Sir." One of his subordinates called him to attention as they dragged a filthy-looking woman (probably a beggar) and threw her by his feet.

"What is this?" he asked, disgusted. Such filth like her aren't needed in this world.

"She bears the Vongola crest, a spy sir." His subordinate replied.

"Oh?" he mused. Looks are deceitful after all. Tilting her head up with the tip of his shoe, he smiled cruelly and kicked her aside. "Lead us to the Vongola and we will spare your life." Or might as well not, he thought.

She spat at him, her eyes full of rebellion. She stood up shakily, leaning against the wall for support. Wiping her mouth against her sleeve she grinned.

"Do you take the Vongola as weaklings? You pieces of trash don't even know the word loyalty!" she screeched out loud as she whipped a knife from her sleeve. If she would die, then she will take some of them with her. Elzack was quick to act and had disarmed the woman with one hand, and the other at her neck to hang her in the air . She clawed his hands but to no avail, he merely tightened his fingers as she choked. He loved it when the light of life left the eyes of his victims. He was aggravated when someone called for his attention.

"Can't you see I'm enjoying this?" he growled.

His subordinate flinched, "But sir! Someone is attacking us and it's not the Vongola!" he said. With this, Elzack dropped the woman, leaving her gasping for air on the ground. The woman was left limp on the floor.

"How many men are there?" he asked. His subordinate paled, afraid of how Elzack would react to the news.

"Sir… they're not men… there are three of them." He said carefully.

Elzack's mustache quivered as his face went red, he was angry. Three? Who would be insanely strong like that?

"And what do you mean not men?" he asked in a low dangerous tone.

"Ch-ch-ch-childern sir!" he stuttered out. Elzack's face went into a deep shade of red.

"ARE YOU FOOLING WITH ME I-"

BOOM! A loud explosion knocked them out of balance as a building near them crumbled to the ground. Rubble and dirt flew their way and blocked their vision. Elzack covered his face. As the dust began to clear up, within it he saw a small figure walking towards. He squinted his eyes, trying to get a better look. A child appeared with black eyes and hair, holding a pair of the most unusual weapons he had ever seen on his side.

Hibari Kyoya had appeared. His weapons, stained with the blood of his victims.

"You, the one with the ugly mustache." Hibari pointed his steel weapon at Elzack. "You're noisy."

Surprise left his face, replaced by rage. "What did you call me you brat?" Elzack snarled, heavily insulted.

Hibari yawned but his eyes showed the lust for battle. Even from this distance they could sense the hostile energy emanating from the boy. It was so strong that even the less skilled were able to feel it and flinched.

Hibari raised his tonfas. "I'll bite you to death for disturbing the peace." He said. The second he said it, in a blur, a huge spinning ball, bigger than they have ever seen, with spikes of destruction vaulted high into the air, falling with alarming speed towards their way.

Some survived, some didn't. Needless to say it wrecked houses on the way and left a strike on the terrain as if the buildings and the ground were nothing but soft butter. It carved a large maw in the middle of the town. The destruction alone captivated Elzack and his men with awe and raw fear for it was all caused by one child who was probably the spawn of the devil. They had reacted too late as the boy suddenly struck at them with the force of a grown man's fist. He suddenly appeared before them out of nowhere, each time Hibari swung his tonfa, an enemy fell down, maybe two or more. There was a soft click and chains fell out of the end of Hibari's tonfas. He spun in a circular motion, the chains propagated, just like when he fought Adelheild. Hibari wasn't that merciless as to kill them in cold blood… he was kind enough not to slice them in half but instead he had the chains wrapped around an unfortunate victim and decided to use the person as a human mace weapon. With a powerful tug, he knocked them down those who were dumb enough not to duck.

Elzack had managed to duck just in time but this time. HIbari released his hold on the poorly abused man that was used as a weapon. He slithered to the ground and had never moved since. Elzack glared at him with rage, his eyes nearly bulging from his eye sockets. Hibari smirked. The few that were still alive ran for their lives, screaming in terror.

Hibari turned to Elzack, the only enemy left. The chains quickly retracted back inside his tonfas. "Now that those herbivores are gone… I will bite you to death." He said and in a flash, disappeared.

Elzack pulled out his gun and looked to the left.

Where? Where was he? He thought, panic coming over him. His senses that were heightened with panic allowed him to sense movement coming towards him from above. That's when it hit him to look up, but it was too late, Hibari came flying down, smashing the steel tonfa down his face. The force was so great that the man's knees couldn't handle the pressure and buckled. He fell to the ground, the near left side of his face smashed in but miraculously he was still alive.

Elzack chuckled, the sound garbled but he persisted despite the state he was in. Hibari raised a brow.

"Weak herbivores aren't even worth my time." Hibari said as he hid his weapons.

"Haha… no matter who you are brat…" he coughed out blood, the other side of his face twisting in pain as he spoke, "my... subordinates would report this… and will have you killed." He started crackling in broken laughter. Hibari smirked, completely unfazed by the man's madness.

"What subordinates?" he returned.

Elzack's good eye looked up in the sky and saw in horror as a hundred cannon-sized balls of doom with spikes. With a swish of Hibari's hand, hell rained on those who still remained alive. His men that were still alive cried in fear as the balls fell.

Giotto stepped out of the room with G, leaving Asari and Knuckle with Tsuna in the room. Closing the door shut, G saw the thoughtful expression on his friend's face and felt with growing concern that he didn't like what was coming next. "What is it Giotto?" he asked. True to his prediction, Giotto had said something that seemed to completely fly over his head. He didn't misheard that didn't he? He started to chuckle. Seeing that his friend was laughing at him, Giotto pouted.

"What's so funny?" he said.

"You said you were going to adopt Tsuna!" G chuckled again. "That's a nice joke."

"I'm not joking!"Giotto complained. "I'm absolutely serious!"

"G … I'm thinking about adopting Tsuna." Giotto said out of the blue. G stood there, mouth hanging open. It took several moments before it finally sunk in and the redhead pointed an accusing finger at him, his mouth opening and closing like a fool.

"WHAT?" G shouted when he finally found the word. Giotto quickly covered G's mouth. Giotto hushed him frantically.

"Will you stop overreacting?!" he hissed. G looked at him like he had every right to overreact but resigned himself to accepting it. Seeing as his friend had finally calmed down, he pulled his hand away carefully. G ran his hand through his hair in irritation.

"Why all of a sudden?" he asked wearily.

Giotto gave a pointed look at him. "You."

"Me?" G repeated. "How is this related to me?"

"The first time you met Tsuna you thought he was my child. What if he's out there, then suddenly spotted by the enemy, don't you think they would think of the same thing you did?" Giotto pointed out. G sighed.

"I know that but don't you think you're rushing things?"

"G..."

G frowned disapprovingly at him. "He's a child Giotto! Not some kind of kitten you've found on the side! You can''t even take care of yourself so how do you expect to take care of a kid?"

Giotto was about to rebut when a maid suddenly came running towards them, followed by an injured boy of thirteen. The door opened, revealing Asari and Knuckle, who both had questionable gazes. Tsuna peeked behind the legs of the adult and took a good look at the boy. He had short dirty blonde cropped hair, skinny and not to mention full of freckles, but immediately Tsuna could tell he was a good child.

"What's all this?" Giotto asked bewildered.

"Sir, a messenger boy came from the northern town up ahead," The maid replied and gestured at the young boy.

"You're dismissed," G said to the maid. With a bow, she left.

"What's your name?" Giotto asked the boy.

"Frederick sir," the boy replied in a heavy accent.

"Can you please tell us what happened?"

"Sir, the Ezkabanza family went and attacked the town, they already started to burn our homes and take the women folk! They killin the men and taking the young ones!" he said, obviously panicked.

G scowled and turned to his boss. "They never keep their word, do they? Giotto, what should we do?"

"We're going of course, G, send word to your men," Giotto ordered. G nodded and left.

Knuckle took the young boy by the shoulder and examined him with professional eyes. "What happened to you kid? You don't look like you were hurt badly."

"Some kid saved me," Frederick answered.

"Kid?" Knuckle said in surprise. Tsuna's ears perked up and he stared at the boy hopefully.

"What did he look like?" Tsuna asked as he pushed through Asari and Knuckle.

"Tsuna!" Giotto exclaimed.

"He had black hair, that un. He also ad this sword made out of wood see and he was a bit dark colored." Frederick answered a bit taken aback at Tsuna's bold questioning. Tsuna's eyes widened. Yamamoto! Without a second thought, he ran back into his room, grabbed his pills, headset and contacts.

"Where is it?" Tsuna demanded after coming out of his room.

"Tsuna, what's wrong you-" Giotto tried to get it out of him.

"North, about four miles." Frederick said, startled at the commanding presence surrounding the younger boy. Without wasting any time left, Tsuna ran, followed by shouts from the First Generation Guardians.

Wait for me everyone. He thought.

Hayato Gokudera

Women were being cornered in a street as the enemy drew closer. The expressions on the enemy's faces were cruel and the women were crying out, begging for someone to help them. Just as they grabbed a young woman, a whistle blew in the air.

"OI! YOU BUNCH OF MORONS! LOOK HERE!" They heard and turned around angrily, wondering who dared to defy the Ezkabanza family? It was a child. A child with dynamite in his hand. But what grabbed their interest wasn't the child but the beast he was sitting on. A large spotted leopard with red flames sprouting out of its shoulders zoned it's vision at them hungrily. They stepped back in fear and one of them threw aside the young woman to pull out his weapon. She cried out in pain as she hit the ground. Seeing a woman be treated like that angered Gokudera. He was already annoyed that they weren't recognizing him as a foe but seeing a woman hurt, he decided that they didn't deserve mercy. He threw his bombs at them and watched as they blew up. Some idiots were wiped out instantly but the smarter ones dodged. Gokudera smirked, at least he wouldn't need to use his dynamites against them. Attached to his arm already was Flame Arrow.

"Run already!" he shouted at the group of women but they remained paralyzed where they were in fear. Uri released a long and terrifying roar, shaking the women from their terrified trance. They scuttled frantically as they ran. The men didn't dare chase after them as Uri let out a warning growl. Gokudera checked if there were any more civilians in the area and smirked when it was clear.

"Let's get this show on the road Uri," Gokudera said as put on his sunglasses and made sure he was secure. Uri growled lowly in reply. Then she sprang forward, jaws wide. Gokudera tightened his legs and leaned back, he inserted the Sun cartridge and began firing at them. The bullets, covered with sun flames, were so fast that they couldn't dodge it. Seven down… thirty-nine more to go, Gokudera counted. Uri raised her huge claws and swiped the enemy away as she was running while at the same time Gokudera took them out.

They jumped aside as Uri charged at them. Some positioned themselves to the side to shoot Uri with their rifles. Gokudera dropped a smoke bomb and had the whole place was engulfed by smoke. The enemy coughed and began to fire anyway. From within the smoke, Uri had stepped out snarling. They pointed their guns but the storm leopard was faster and leaped above them, skidding to a halt as she faced them, a growl resounding deep within her throat.

They aimed, no one realizing that the rider had disappeared.

Gokudera smirked and threw his bombs at them. There was an explosion that rocked the whole plaza. As the smoke cleared, plenty of scorched bodies littered the ground and a large steaming crater where the bombs exploded decorated the center.

"Heh, no one here even had the brains to look at the battle through and through." Gokudera said as he kicked aside an enemy that was reaching for his gun. He beamed in pride as Uri walked towards him, shrinking back to her cat form. Ever since their fight with the Shimon, Gokudera felt that they have grown closer as partners.

"Good job Uri!" Gokudera raised his hand for a high-five but instead got a face full of paw with sharp nails digging in to his skull.

Could it be that whoever saved Frederick was Tsuna's friend? Giotto honestly wondered. It was most likely after seeing the look on the young brunette's face. He himself recognized it on his own whenever a dear friend was in danger. Like him, Tsuna was too worried to care for his own safety. After Tsuna ran, Giotto realized that the boy held no bounds when it came to his friends. He was so eager to reunite with them that in no time he disappeared from Giotto's vision.

"Giotto!" Asari called out as he ran towards to his friend, gasping for air. With a jolt Giotto realized that they had chased Tsuna for almost four miles. Where did the boy get so much stamina?

"We have got to hurry," Giotto said, a little winded himself. No matter Tsuna's honorable intentions, he was only a child and Giotto felt responsible for his well being. "Tsuna… please try and stay away from danger." Giotto prayed under his breath.

Yamamoto Takeshi

Earlier, he had saved a boy from being turned into a sack of fleshed filled with bullets, by slashing all their muskets to pieces. Now they were closing in on him, the front held pistols and swords. From the back, the ones who were carrying muskets were reloading. Just before he was about to attack, a large explosion resounded near them and Yamamoto almost lost his footing. Luckily he managed to regain his balance.

Hearing screams in the distance, he looked up and saw the black-haired prefect jumping through buildings as he chased his soon-to-be victims.

Using this chance to attack, another explosion occurred. Somewhere near the plaza, must be Gokudera Yamamoto thought. "Shinotsuku Ame!" his wooden sword became a katana and opted to not use his Vongola Gear, let alone his flames. Reborn had lectured them severely about the Time Paradox and the young swordsman was very careful not to use his special weapons. He didn't have to worry as he realized that they didn't pose so much a threat as the enemies they fought in the future.

"Kill him!"

One tried to slash him from the back but Yamamoto disappeared from his sight. He hummed cheerfully when it registered in his mind how advantageous his height was. Looking around he saw a small stream and jogged there. One of them spotted him.

"There he is!" They pointed their guns and started to shoot.

Yamamoto avoided it all swiftly without even looking, his body attuned to the onslaught of threatening projectiles. Reborn had taught them well. The enemy followed him to the stream where they think they cornered him or so they thought. Yamamoto smiled at them before lifting a wave of water and had throwing it at their direction. It came at them like a tidal wave. It hit them heavily and was washed away. While they were down, Yamamoto made his move.

"Kojiro!" he called out. The swallow flew in front of him, completing the formation needed for the twelfth stance. "Scronto di Rondine!" The flames surrounds him as he charged. He zipped passed them, his blade meeting it's mark without fail. Swinging his sword from side to side, Yamamoto grinned. "Phew, glad that's over." Yamamoto said cheerfully as he tapped Shiguren Kintoki on his shoulder. "Nice work Kojiro!" he said as his box weapon returned to his necklace. Behind him lay the enemy in a washed away heap of mess, some of them were piled on each other, some were literally washed inside the buildings.

"Baseball nut!" he heard an angry voice call out and turned around. Gokudera came from behind the building, his face covered with claw marks and was dripping wet from head to toe.

"What happened to you Gokudera? Did you take a quick bath or something?" Yamamoto asked, smiling.

"DO I LOOK LIKE I TOOK A FUCKING BATH?" Gokudera shouted at him.

Yamamoto laughed. "What the hell is so funny baseball nut?" Gokudera demanded while giving him the death glare.

"Gokudera-kun! Yamamoto!" They heard.

The exhilaration at seeing his friends, Tsuna ran up to them only to backtrack as Gokudera charged at him with a promise of a tight and extremely painful hug. He was unable to escape as his right-hand man crushed his lungs.

"Jyuddaime! I'm so glad your safe! I've been stuck with that pissy Hibari and the baseball nut!" Gokudera complained to him.

"Gokudera-kun…air…I need air." Tsuna gasped as he was turning blue. Gokudera let go, at least his boss was alive.

"I'm glad your fine Tsuna." Yamamoto said as he approached them.

Tsuna smiled. "Its great you two are okay but do you know where the others are?" he asked. The two shook their heads.

Then its just Gokudera-kun, Yamamoto and Hibari… Hibari? He thought suddenly when he realized the prefect wasn't there. "Gokudera-kun, Yamamoto, where is Hibari-san?"

Before the two could answer, another explosion was sounded off in the distance laced with many more screams. Tsuna paled. Good lord Hibari was on an all-out killing spree!

"HEEEEIIIIIII! We got to stop Hibari-san before the first generation comes!" Tsuna exclaimed as he panicked.

"First…" Gokudera started as he gaped.

"Generation?" Yamamoto finished faintly. Tsuna nodded his head.

"There's no time to explain, we have to stop him first!" he said as he started to pull on his gloves.

Forest of Death

"SAWADA! WHERE ARE YOU TO THE EXTREME!" Ryohei shouted as his voice echoed throughout the trees.

"Yare, yare, turf head, why don't you keep quiet? Some of us are trying to sleep here." Lambo said as he was lying down on a patch of grass.

"But we can't just stay here and do nothing to the extreme!" Ryohei told him.

"Sasagawa Ryohei, hold your tongue. Shouting like that might give the Vongola an impression that we're intruders… not that I mind being seen like that. Kufufu." Mukuro said as he appeared standing beside Lambo.

"GUPPYAA!" Lambo scrambled back up and went to hide behind Chrome.

"Cow child…" Chrome said, acknowledging his existence.

"What do you mean by that Mukuro?" Ryohei asked.

Mukuro narrowed his eyes, "I'm just telling you to shut up for the meantime and just wait. When it gets dark we can descend down this mountain." Mukuro looked over at the distance and spotted smoke.

"What's that Mukuro-sama?" Chrome asked.

"Change of plans, we're heading straight down to that burning town." Mukuro pointed towards the smoking town.

Oh the nostalgia was strong in this one. I can still recall how vivid the fight scenes were to me. It was fun editing this chapter.

Yosh, four chapters down, twenty-two to go! ╭( ･ㅂ･)و