Chapter 2

"Whoa, check it out," Chase murmured in awe.
Brian looked up towards the mountain and could see what Chase saw.
"Flying… men?" A kid said in confusion.
"This is really bizarre," Chase said.
"I got a bad feeling about this," Brian said.
"Yeah," Chase agreed.
Just then, one of the flying men looked down and saw the group of kids.
"He sees us!" A kid yelled, "Run!"
But before anyone could move, the flying man zoomed down to the ground in front of them. Everyone stood frozen to their spots.
"All class C specimens," he said, looking around at them.
"What was that?" Chase asked.
The man's dark eyes rested on Brian and fixated on him. He pointed a long finger at Brian.
"You're different," the man said, "Class A! The master said we wouldn't find such beings in this establishment."
Everyone looked at Brian.
"What does he mean you're different?" one kid asked.
"What's different about Brian?" another kid asked.
Brian looked down, wishing he could disappear.
"Brian, look out!" Chase cried.
Brian looked up, and to his horror, a beam had shot out of the man's long finger and was heading straight for him. In a panic, Brian threw up his hands.
"Shield Alpha!" he gasped. Nobody could see anything but when the beam hit him, it deflected off and dissipated. The force still knocked Brian off his feet though.
"Dude, what was that!" a kid gasped.
"That wasn't natural!" another one yelled.
"PSI…" a third kid said lowly.
"PSI!" the first kid gasped. The third kid came over to Brian and held out his hand.
"I'm Trevor," he said.
Brian grabbed his hand and pulled himself up.
"Brian," Brian said.
"That's really amazing," Trevor complimented.
"Um, thanks," Brian said.
"Watch it!" Chase yelled. The man suddenly leapt at Brian and Trevor.
"Stand back!" Trevor ordered.
He held up his hand towards the leaping man.
"PSI Repel Beta!"
Suddenly, a force caught the man and he sailed twenty feet backwards.
"Whoa!" a few kids gasped.
"You have PSI too?" Brian asked.
"To a point," Trevor answered, "My powers were actually given to me from someone else. It's a long story, but in a nutshell, I am here mainly on a mission to find he who possesses the gift."
"You mean me?" Brian asked.
Trevor nodded. "You sure kept yourself well hidden."
"I really didn't want it to be public," Brian mumbled.
"I would think everyone would only appreciate your talent," Trevor said, "Especially now. I say we have some work to do here."
The man had gotten back up.
"Foolish species!" he yelled, "Termination is inevitable!"
He ran at them.
"Now, Brian!" Trevor commanded. Brian tightened his stance. He held his hands out towards the man.
"PSI Fire Alpha!" he cried.
A small ball of fire shot towards the man. He held out his hand. The fire ball hit it and exploded outwards. When the flames cleared, only a small singe was left on the man's hand.
"Impossible," Chase gasped.
"Great," Trevor said nervously, "I don't have anything stronger than my Repel Beta."
Brian took a deep breath.
"I do," he said, "But you all should stand back!"
Everyone got away from Brian.
"You, human, shall die now," the man said menacingly.
He started after Brian.
"PSI Fire Beta!" Brian hollored.
A giant pillar of fire radiated from Brian's hand.
"What's this?" the man gasped.
The fire hit him. He let out a howl of pain as the fire consumed him. When it dissipated, nothing was left but burnt ash.
"Woo hoo!" Chase yelled out.
"That was awesome!" another kid exclaimed.
"Way to go, Brian!"
Brian smiled.
"It's not so bad letting some people in on it after all, huh?" Trevor asked.
Brian shrugged, "I guess not."
"Oh ho ho!" came a loud voice, "Aren't we the little hero?"
Everyone looked up to see another man floating down to them. He was a bit larger than the last one, and the first thing they noticed was his right arm. It was made completely of metal. "Who are these freaks?" Chase whispered in Brian's ear.
Brian slowly shook his head.
"So, we have a couple PSI users in this pathetic town after all," the man said, "How amusing."
Brian gritted his teeth. "What do you want?" he asked.
"Well, that's simple," the man replied, "I want you to die."
Everyone took a step back.
"Don't get scared too easily boys," the man taunted, "I haven't even given you a good enough reason yet."
Just then, twenty other men landed behind the large man. They all looked the same. They had medium length black hair and dark eyes. They could also noticed metal strips running up their hands and arms.
"Meet my friends," the larger man said.
"Commander Porkle," one of the other men said, "We have scouted the surrounding area. Nobody is in a position to oppose us, and those who tried have been properly terminated."
The kids gasped.
"Monsters," Chase murmured.
Brian clenched his fists. "How dare you…" he growled.
He raised his hands.
"Hmm?" Porkle hummed.
"PSI Fire Beta!" Brian yelled. A pillar of fire raced towards the group of men and struck. It spread out and covered the whole ground that they stood on.
"Right on!" some kids yelled.
"Wait!" Trevor gasped.
The smoke slowly cleared away, and everyone saw that nobody was standing there.
"Awesome!" Chase yelled, "You took all of them out!"
"No, I didn't," Brian said.
"What are you talking about?" Chase asked.
"Look," Brian said, "There isn't any burn marks from ashes on the ground. They were never even hit by it. They used the confusion to escape."
"But where did they go?" Chase asked.
"I don't know…" Brian admitted, "But I'm going to find out. And when I do, I'm going after them."

Porkle came to a stop near the trees at the edge of Pikor.
"Come, legion of cyborgs!" he called, "The master has left us with our orders. We make for the realm of Eagleland, and let's be quick about it!"
The twenty cyborgs and Porkle took off into the air and flew off to the east.

In the far west regions of the world a small village named Berk stood firmly within the forests. It was a village unlike any other. It's devotion was to special training. On the surface, they were a military organization but they trained themselves to be so much more. The town was founded shortly after Giygas' defeat as a means to prepare humans for possible future attacks.
Among the best of the men their training was actually not a man yet, but still a boy.
Seventeen year old Robert Montague. He possessed keen senses for such a younger person and his strength and agility rivaled that of men ten years older than him. He also had a natural ability with handling weapons of various kinds, from swords and spears to handguns and bazookas. He was Berk's finest soldier and had a good outlook in front of him.
As Robert walked through the civilian part of the village he couldn't help but smile as the children playing in the streets. Robert never had a typical childhood. He lived most of his first years on the move with his parents, Maria and George Montague, and his grandfather, Gerald Montague. They loved searching for treasures and their travels took them to all the ends of the globe. It was probably this rugged childhood that toughened Robert up so much. He was a mere boy of ten when he would go off into the wild and fight with wild animals for fun. After his grandfather's death, his parents decided to settle down in Fourside, but Robert always craved some form of an adventure. Hearing of the newly formed Berk, his father decided Robert may be best suited for the military training in the faraway village. His mother protested the idea but Robert begged for the chance to go and learn to be a defender of the world. Finally, his mother caved and he was sent to Berk at the age of thirteen and has been training ever since, constantly enhancing all of his skills.
Robert continued through the small roads of the village and went into a convenience store.
"Hey, Robert!" a girl behind the counter greeted.
"Hey, Sarah," Robert said.
Robert and Sarah had more or less been going out for a year and a half. Robert technically wasn't allowed to date while in training so they kept their relationship very low key.
"So, are you able to get any free time later tonight?" Sarah asked.
"Afraid not," Robert answered.
"Geez, how much do they have to train you guys anyway?" Sarah complained, "Especially you. You're like, the strongest guy here. I wouldn't be surprised if you're the strongest guy on the whole planet by now."
Robert grinned a bit and tried not to blush. "I don't know if I would go that far," he said.
"And you're modesty is by far your best quality," Sarah went on.
Robert smiled. Sarah leaned in and gave him a small kiss. Robert couldn't help but to look around and check that nobody noticed.
"So do you ever miss home?" Sarah asked.
"Home?" Robert asked.
He had to think for a moment to really remember it.
"I don't know," he admitted, "I guess I just don't think about it that much."
"Men," Sarah rebuked, "Can't ever get a little sentimental, can you?"
Robert shrugged. Suddenly, they heard a scream from outside.
"What was that?" Sarah gasped.
Robert looked out the window. A flash appeared outside and for a moment, they could see a figure. It was tall and wore black pants and a red shirt. A strange black insignia was on his shirt. He had long brown hair and wore a strange device over his eyes that was thin and glowed red. Robert could see that he was very strong.
"Oh my God…" Robert gasped.
In an instant, the figure rushed away. Robert ran out after it.
"Robert!" Sarah called.
Robert grabbed his radio and hit a button on it.
"This is Montague!" he yelled into his radio, "I need immediate backup in the Sector Q-9499 area. Hostile intruder on the loose. Send the best ones. This guy looked like he meant serious business."
The figure hurried down the road with people screaming as it ran past. Robert ran with all his might and slowly closed the gap between them. Suddenly, the figure stopped and spun around. Robert quickly stopped.
"So, you're pretty fast," the person commented, "I guess we should stop with this silly chase game then."
"Just do us both a favor and stop whatever it is you are doing," Robert said.
"Afraid I cannot do that," the person said and he raised his hand straight up towards the sky.
"What are you doing?" Robert demanded.
The man smiled and closed his eyes.
"Quake Pforce…"

"Kayla?"
"Kayla, can you hear us?"
"Please wake up. Kayla!"
Slowly, Kayla opened her eyes.
"Mom? Dad?" she mumbled.
"Oh, thank heavens you're awake!" her mom gasped.
Suddenly, Kayla sat straight up.
"Michael!" she gasped, "Where is Michael?"
"Michael?" her father asked, "We never saw Michael. The police only found you unconscious on the side of the road by the old café. What were you doing in that part of town anyway? It's not entirely safe."
"He was kidnapped!" Kayla realized, "They took him!"
"Who took whom?" Kayla's mom asked.
"These guys," Kayla said frantically, "They looked weird. They had… powers. And a statue."
"Okay," Kayla's dad said, "I think you hit your head too hard. You obviously have been having a nightmare while you were out."
"No, it was not a nightmare," Kayla insisted, "They took him. We have to find him and save him!"
"Kayla, please, you just need to get some rest," her mother reasoned, "After a good sleep you'll feel better."
"No!" Kayla snapped.
She leapt out of her bed and ran down the hall.
"Kayla!" her father yelled, "Get back here this instant!"
Kayla continued to run and tore out of the hospital. She knew she didn't have a moment to waste. She had to figure out where Michael was taken and rescue him, and she knew just how to start too. She ran for the bus stop and caught a bus.
"How much to get to Threed?" she asked.

Inside a dark cave Supreme Starman paced the floor.
"A little patience please," Georg said from the corner, "We have to wait for Shendi to make his move."
"Well, I wish he would hurry it up," Supreme Starman complained.
Suddenly, they both received a strong vibe and they looked up.
"There," Georg said, "He's begun, and now so can we. You know what to do."
"Yes," Supreme Starman said with delight, "I've been waiting twenty years for the chance to do this."
Georg handed Supreme Starman a device.
"Remember," Georg said, "This mission is not to kill. Use this device on him and he will be wounded on a level that no healing powers can mend. It should properly incapacitate him enough so that phase two can be carried out."
"And what of the boy?" Supreme Starman asked.
Georg grinned and said, "Leave the boy to me. I know you would find great pleasure from it, but trust me, I would find an even deeper and more gratifying pleasure from making Ness and Paula look on helplessly as I kill their son."