This storyline will be the fourth and final storyline, so through this story there will only be 4 main stories going on, Peter's, Claires, Antonio's and this one, hope you have enjoyed it so far.

Tiri Nakamora – Tokyo – Japan

"Over here!" Tiri shouted as her fellow players almost reached the basket.

Basketball was her life, she loved the game, she wanted to go pro but didn't realise she wasn't as good as she thought she was.

The team huddled round and Tiri wiped her forehead.

"Ok Eriko and Hamma," the team captain Arisa barked," you support me at the sides as I move up, If I pass to you throw it back when I get close to the basket. Yae keep close and fill in if someone gets pinned,"

"What about me?" Tiri asked.

"Errmm……you stay back and guard our basket," Arisa ordered.

"Oh….," Tiri said sadly,"ok….,"

The game hit off again the Tiri's team move in formation, leaving Tiri to hang back alone. She could feel the eyes of everyone there looking at her, wondering why she had been left behind. Tiri then realised that Arisa had done this on purpose, let her to look stupid in front of hundreds of people. It might only be a friendly school tournament, but Arisa was treating it like a warzone. She fowled when she knew the referee wasn't looking and tried every trick in the book to through the opposing team off. What a b-

"Tiri!" Arisa called and Tiri focussed back into reality from her daydreaming.

Two players had broken through the lines, taking the ball towards her end of the court, Tiri knew she couldn't stop both of them so she headed at the one with the ball. The girl easily avoided her and threw the ball to her team mate who was nearer the basket.

"No!" Tiri cried as it landed softly in the basket and the crowd cheered.

"You're an idiot Tiri," Arisa said as she huddled with her team again, this time leaving Tiri completely out of the circle.

"Ok girls," Arisa said," twenty seconds left, we need two baskets to win,"

She gave her usual prep talk about throwing the ball to herself at any cost, Tiri was pissed with having to listen to this every time, why didn't they give her a chance to score, she wasn't that bad a throwing, just getting the ball was her problem.

The counter started again and they were off, the players whizzed around, knowing exactly what they were doing. But Tiri didn't, standing there looking around didn't help anyone.

Arisa reached the basket at the other end and prepared a throw as another player tried to block her.

'If only I could help,' Tiri thought.

As she did, she suddenly lost her balance and fell flat on her back. Laughter rang out and she sat there as the teams laughed and so did the crowd, tears poured down her face as she ran from the basketball court and into the changing rooms. How could she be so stupid, she rushed to the mirror and looked at her geeky reflection, pushing her glasses back onto her nose. As she did, she heard voices coming from the hall.

"You cant go in there!" the sports teacher shouted.

"I can," a familiar voice said.

Tiri pushed open the changing room doors to see a well dressed man striding towards her, his own glasses making him look older than her actually was.

"Dad!" she exclaimed happily," you came?"

"Well I told you I would come to a game," he said, giving her a quick hug," I have someone I'd like you to meet, this is your uncle Ando"

He waved his hands in a pointing motion over his shoulder, Tiri looked past him confused.

"Er…dad," she said.

"Yes?"

"No ones there," Tiri replied.

"Huh?" her father looked around, confused," Ando?"

There was defiantly no one there.

"Is this some kind of bad joke," Tiri asked.

"Ando?" her father asked to the air," Ando? Hello?"

A man came walking around the corner, holding a motorcycle helmet with a red lightning bolt on it. He looked about the same age as her father, but she had never met the man. Tiri had heard all about 'Uncle Ando' who was married to her father's sister Kimiko. But they had moved to another city shortly after Tiri was born, her mother had died in a car accident when she was eight and her father Hiro never had much time for her, his business was everything to him. Hiro had put her in this top end boarding school to try and give her a decent education, but she hated it here.

"Wow," Ando said," your all grown up, last time I saw you was when you were this tall,"

"Ando," Hiro said," where have you been?"

"No where," Ando said, wiping the tell tale signs of tomatoe ketchup from his lips.

"I told you not to make a scene," Hiro said," I cant take you anywhere can I?"

"Its nice to meet you Uncle Ando," Tiri said.

"You," a voice said, Arisa again.

She came walking down the hall pointing her finger.

"How could lose us the game you fool," Arisa screamed at her, oblivious to the sports teacher, Hiro and Ando.

"Don't speak to my daughter that way," Hiro said, standing between them.

"Its only a friendly game," Tiri said back," not a god damm championship,"

"Mind you language," the teacher said.

"Bitch!" Arisa muttered, turning and walking away," don't expect to still be on the team Monday,"

"Just ignore her," Hiro said," she's just a bully, just-,"

Hiro stopped and turned his head slowly at the sound of some huffing, Ando was standing there wide eyed and panting.

"Are you…..ok?" Hiro asked.

"….hot….," Ando spluttered.

"That's what you get for eating hot dogs without checking to see if it had chilli sauce on them," Hiro said grinning," you should stick to waffles,"

"Don't even start with the waffles again," Ando said, after a long gulp of water from a drinking water fountain nearby, "ive had enough waffles to last a lifetime after-,"

"What are you two talking about?" Tiri asked, a slight smile on her lips.

"Nothing," Hiro said, snapping out of his conversation," so Ando, you said it was important, you wouldn't have come here if it wasn't,"

"Well," Ando said," as you know, I have a son now and…..he has started to show special abilities at school while playing sports, errm,"

Ando looked at Tiri, unsure what he could say in front of her or if she knew anything about what he had come for.

"Could you give us a minute?" Hiro asked, taking Ando by the arm and dragging him around the corner.

Tiri looked at her teacher, who just shrugged and walked away. Tiri however was curious to what were they talking about.

She crept up to the corner and listened; she heard a door close and peeked around to see Hiro and Ando talking in hushed tones inside an empty classroom. Tiri sneaked towards the door, pressing her ear against it she caught halfway through a conversation.

"….a power?" Hiro said.

"Yes," Ando replied," I got a private doctor who I trust to test Keiro and he said he has an ability, im not sure what it is, maybe super strength he thinks except…,"

"What?" Hiro asked frantically.

"Well its more than that," Ando said," but that doesn't matter, the point is im not here about him, its about your daughter,"

"We've been though this before," Hiro said," I had my powers taken before she was born, she cant have the genes,"

"But she can," Ando replied," this doctor said, even though your powers were taken, you still have the gene even without a power now, so she could still develop one,"

"No," Hiro said," I gave up trying to be a hero when you set off with my sister,"

"You still have a grudge against me for that?" Ando asked," the government has me on their list, they know what I can do. I took this risk coming here to warn you, you got away free because they tested you and found you had no powers,"

"I don't need this," Hiro said," its been too long, you're a good friend but Tiri is normal and I wont accept she could…..you know what I mean, she cant have the life we once had, its too risky, they will take her away from me,"

"That doesn't change the fact she might manifest a power," Ando said," just-,"

"Please," Hiro said," just leave, im…..not like that anymore, running around like little kids chasing villains with powers, because that's what will happen if you bring that life back here. You had better leave before they spot you,"

"Hiro….," Ando tried.

"No….,"Hiro replied.

Tiri hid around the corner as Ando left, muttering under his breath. A glance back at the classroom showed Hiro sitting at a table, his head in his hands.

"Dad?" she said, making Hiro jump.

"What?" he said standing up stiffly.

"I just saw Uncle Ando running out," Tiri said," is everything ok?"

Hiro didn't reply, truth was, he did miss being a hero, but even after all these years he couldn't find a way of getting his powers back and he refused to admit that Tiri would ever have to suffer the same losses as him.

"Tiri," Hiro said.

"Yes father?" she replied.

"I was going to take you to the movies," Hiro said.

"That would be great," Tiri smiled.

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Tiri had a great day, but now she was tired. The school had said she could stay at her father's apartment in the city as it was now a weekend; she couldn't stop staring at the beauty of the place. She had never been to this one; Hiro owned three luxury apartments in the city after his father had left him the company after his death, but her grandfather had died before she had been born.

"How do you like it?" Hiro asked.

"It's great," Tiri said, jumping onto the bed.

"This rooms mine!" she said.

"It's not a hotel," Hiro said," besides that's my-,"

She just looked at him with those puppy dog eyes.

"Ahh," Hiro said," Im going to cook some dinner,"

"You can cook?" Tiri asked.

"Yes," Hiro lied, remembering when he had travelled back in time and tried to cook a meal for his mother in the past just before he had his powers taken from him.

He would just get out some microwave food or order a pizza, that would solve all his problems.

Tiri sat on the bed looking around the room, it was decorated in a majestic red velvet colour with light yellow tassels on the curtains. She walked over to the window and looked down at the city below, it was a long way down.

As she turned back to the room, her arm touched a display case. She pressed her nose against it and gasped.

"Cool sword," she said, looking at the black hilt of a samurai sword inside the case.

"There's a good tale behind that sword," Hiro called from the kitchen," maybe one day I will tell you,"

"Cant you tell me now?" Tiri called back.

"You…..," Hiro began, not sure what to tell her or what she would believe," maybe one day you will understand, but right now I don't think you will,"

"O….K," she said slowly.

"Hello?" Hiro's voice said on the phone," yes, extra cheese and yes that's great and a bottle of cola, its Mr Hiro Nakamora at 32…..,"

He hung up the phone moments later.

"You ordered a pizza?"

"Yes," Hiro replied.

The was a knock at the door just as Hiro entered the room.

"That was fast," he said slowly, hurrying to the door.

"Who is it?" Hiro asked, looking through the keyhole to see a pizza man who looked American.

Hiro opened the door with a smile, money in his hand.

"Best service ever!" Hiro said, stuffing money in the man's pocket" tip for you,"

"I don't want your money," the man said in English," I want your daughter,"

"Huh?" Hiro said.

A sharp pain hit Hiro's chest and he felt to the ground, twitching as two men stood over him, Tiri's screams echoing in his head. The man who had tazared him grinned as the second man grabbed his daughter as she screamed, wailing her arms and beating his back as he carried her off.

"Tiri…..," Hiro called weakly.

"She is ours now,"

"You…..cant…," Hiro said," you……don't have power here, our government doesn't kidnap people,"

"Who said we are with your government?" the man said darkly," we work for a higher power, goodbye Mr Nakamora,"

"Daaaadd!" Tiri screamed as Hiro dragged his stunned body to the wall, tying to stand.

"Let her go," he said, grasping the display case.

As the cold grip of the samurai sword fell between his fingers, he felt a new rush of strength and power running through him.

"Aaaaahhhhh!" he shouted, charging the two men.

But his strength was an illusion in his own mind; the man with the tazar disarmed him easily and shot him again with the tazar. This time to shocks didn't stop and Hiro passed out with the pain.

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RRRIINNNNGGG!

Hiro jumped, his eyes snapping open.

His whole body ached.

RRRIINNNNGGG!

Hiro looked around confused, trying to pinpoint the source of the noise.

RRRIINNNNGGG!

"Tiri!" he cried, scrambling to his feet.

RRRIINNNNGGG!

He grabbed the phone, looking at the clock. It was late morning. Over 12 hours had passed since they had taken Tiri.

"Hiro Nakamora?" a girl's voice asked.

"Tiri?" Hiro asked hopefully.

"No?" the girl said," no this is Claire Bennet,"

"Cheerleader?" Hiro said in English.

"Yes…no not anymore" she said," you saved me once, now im returning the favour. I have received information that your daughter Tiri Nakamora is on a list of targets,"

"Too late," Hiro breathed," they took her…….I couldn't stop them!"

"Im sorry Hiro," Claire said," truly I am, is there anything I can do to help?"

"I don't see how," Hiro said," I have nothing to go on; I don't even know who they are,"

There was a bang on the door and muffled voices on the other side, Hiro hung up the phone and grasped the sword, raising it above his head, ready to strike. If they were coming back he was going to give them a fight this time, the door banged again and shards flew across the room as it fell from it's hinges. A boy strode through straight at Hiro, he was muscular and probably about fifteen. A second man followed, red sparks flying from his hands.

"Ando," Hiro said, relaxing and lowering the sword," what are you doing here?"

"The cheerleader phoned me," he said," she said she couldn't get hold of you and that you might be in some kind of trouble. We came as soon as we could,"

"They took Tiri!" Hiro said," I don't know who they are!"

"Calm down Hiro," Ando said," we will figure this out, this is my son Keiro, he has a power too and agreed to help,"

"Im sorry for what I said before," Hiro said.

"Its ok," Ando said, grinning cheekily," I'm used to it by now,"

"Hey!" Hiro said, being serious again.

"You ready to be a hero again?" Ando asked.

Hiro sheathed the sword, threw it over his shoulder on a strap and took the lead out of the room.

"Hiro is back," Ando muttered shaking his head.