Hello! This is the newest chapter of Hybrid! I hope you like it and I want to thank everyone for their reviews and comments on this story. It makes me feel loved :P. A BIG Thanks to Hippie Vampire, my Beta! And without further ado, let the chapter begin!

A reunion of sorts...

He was back in the office of his teacher and he couldn't help but feel nervous. This had been the first mission his team had done without their teacher and he had lost consciousness. When he had woken up in the infirmary of the SA quarters, the first thing he saw was Gilbert's mocking smile. The whole time his team had visited him, he had to listen the albino's jokes and jeers. Antonio and Ludwig had to restrain him from hurting the other one, until a nurse came to stop them. Enough said, Gilbert was forbidden from entering the infirmary until further notice (which probably meant forever).

When he had been asked what had happened, Alfred didn't know what to say. Admitting that he had been attacked from behind would only egg Gilbert on, but he didn't know what to say otherwise. That he had tripped? No way in hell! That would just make him a bigger loser. He had told everybody that he couldn't remember anything, so the doctor kept him for another two days to run some tests, in case there was any brain damage (Gilbert was kind enough to point out that you couldn't have any brain damage if you had no brain, but the doctor didn't listen).

So here he was, two days after the mission, in Hans' office. He stood in front of the man's desk, his other team members behind him. He fidgeted a bit, not knowing what to do. "So Alfred," Hans started, leaning against his chair in a gesture of faux nonchalance. "Mind telling me what happened?"

The dirty blond started playing with his hands. He had thought this over while he had been in the hospital, and from what Ludwig had told him they had found nothing, so they believed that the Hybrid had moved away after being seen. Alfred didn't exactly share this hypothesis, but didn't say a thing. "I don't remember anything... sir," he had added the last part as an afterthought, remembering who he was talking to.

"Nothing?" Hans didn't seem to believe him. "Not even a little detail?"

"No sir." Alfred had decided after much deliberation (it's not as if he suddendly decided to do this, oh no, who do you think he was?) that he wouldn't say anything. He felt as if this was something more than a simple mission. This was personal. He had been attacked from behind, the Hybrid he had been about to catch had escaped him and he couldn't just let things as they were. He wanted to catch him with his own hands, bring him back to justice like any other hero would have done. In short, even if he wouldn't admit it, he wanted revenge.

He had been humiliated, even if nobody knew that. Things couldn't, shouldn't and wouldn't end like this. He was a hero damn it! And heroes never back down. He was going to show that Hybrid just who was the boss here!

Even if Hans didn't seem convinced, he let the matter drop. "The doctor recommended a whole week of rest. No missions, no training," the older blond didn't seem very pleased when he said that. "He says that you needed a short vacation. The brain damage, even if it isn't present right now, could manifest itself later on. For that reason, I order you to leave the headquarters today and rest." The man seemed to be dying inside. "Don't do anything too strenuous," and stupid went unsaid but one could just feel those words in the air. "I expect you to be in perfect shape when you return."

And so, Alfred F. Jones left the SA quarters for a week, his team and Hans hoping the blond man would obey Hans and doctor's orders and not do anything stupid.

But this was Alfred F. Jones. If there was two things he was good at, it was not listening to orders and do things most could qualify as stupid.

When he had been sent away to rest, Alfred put his plan into action. He lived in an apartment right in the middle of the city. He shared said apartment with his 'twin', Matthew ever since both left their family home to try out their luck in the city. The only reason both had been able to leave at the tender age of thirteen was because the complex in which they lived in belonged to a friend of Mrs. Jones, who had promised to watch over the kids.

While Alfred followed his training to become a Specialized Agent, Matthew continued going to school. He didn't know what he wanted to do later on, but he loved animals. He couldn't bring himself to eat much meat, and what little he ate was forced down his throat by Alfred and his mother's friend. His favorite animal was the polar bear. In fact, he even had one as a pet, but since the complex had a 'No Pets allowed' policy Matthew was forced to hid him. Alfred was quite proud that his brother could actually be sneaky when he wanted to. Maybe Mattie wasn't completely lost yet, he had once said.

For that reason, when Alfred arrived home the only one there to greet him was the polar bear. Moving swiftly to his room, the dirty blond brought out his knapsack, the one he used when he went out camping or for missions in which he would be away for some time.

Grabbing a few shirts, one or two shorts and everything else he usually took for camping trips, Alfred was almost ready to go. He decided to leave his bracelet behind, because then people would know where he was, and he couldn't have that. He knew that if Hans ever learnt what exactly he had being doing during his supposed 'rest vacations' he would ensure that the dirty blond didn't survive to see the next day and he couldn't have that happening. After all, he had yet to become a hero known throughout the world.

What he didn't leave behind was his scouter. When he reached his teens, he had to use glasses, so the Science Lab was more than happy to create him normal glasses that had all the functions of a scouter. He couldn't leave behind his glasses/scouter if he didn't want to have some problems with his eyesight.

He left behind a note, telling his brother that he was leaving for a week or so to the border. This explanation was the most logical. Hybrids possed lots of problems in the borders, trying to enter or leave the city, sneaking through the security that had been placed. In fact, most of his missions took him to the border, so he knew Matthew wouldn't ask many questions.

The first thing he had to ensure was that nobody knew of his whereabouts, in case somebody had seen through his little white lie. So maybe he wasn't going to the border, but he was still on a mission, little mattered what others said. Taking the bus, he made his way to the forest where his last mission had taken place. Trying to be as discreet as possible -which didn't exactly work because no matter what people say or do on TV, hiding behind poles and walls it wasn't discreet- Alfred made his way through his city.

Cities had developed with time. They were huge now and one single mayor couldn't handle the whole thing. For that reason the city was separated in different zones, each one under the care of a different mayor of sorts, who later on passed the things that could affect the city as a hole to their own boss. You could say that a city had become like a mini-country on its own, with a President of sorts and governors under him or her who handled their own estate.

Alfred and his brother, on their own part, lived in the more secure and higher classed zone of the whole city, since it was there that the SA headquarters were found. There were certainly zones in which criminology was quite high, but Alfred had never ventured there, for it wasn't his job to take care of those things. Problems like stealing, murder and rape where on the hands of the local police, or maybe even of the city police if it happened to someone of high status and influence. Matthew sometimes visited those zones, for the simple reason that he wanted to help in any way possible. He was a good kid like that.

The place in which the Canine Hybrid had been sighted (and his own Bunny one) was not far from the border. That zone was a place were Nature lovers usually lived, not caring if the presence of Hybrids was high. That zone had the most parks than the rest of the city (four or five, while Alfred's own zone only had one) along with the forest for campers and those in search of a little adventure, but also wasn't far from some mountains that people visited during the winter because of the snow.

It was a really nice place, Alfred had to admit as he descended from the bus. There wasn't too much noise, everybody seemed to know everyone, there weren't many cars outside and people strolled around, seeming to have all the time of the world. Maybe he should come here more often...

Walking around, the blue eyed blond couldn't help but feel a little bit uneasy. Sure he had lived in the outside of the city, near the forest and all, but he didn't like much the silence. Having lived three years on the noisy, party-all-night part of the city made him nervous of this quaint silence. It was almost like back in the forest, but this time he was still surrounded by civilisation.

He had almost reached the forest when he was seen. He hadn't expected that out of all the people who could have seen him, it had to be the only one who knew him. Vash Zwingli stood in front of him, in all his blond and trigger-happy glory.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, in his hands another gun that wasn't like the one Alfred had seen last time, but it definitely was questionable if he had permission to carry that. In any case, the other blond wasn't about to question him.

"I have some vacations, so I thought a bit of camping would be fun," he answered, shrugging his shoulders, hoping he didn't look suspicious. Eying the gun carefully, the blond had the feeling that Vash was the type of person that shot before asking questions. His encounter with Gilbert was proof enough of that.

Vash made a small noise that didn't seem like he accepted the explanation, but neither did the volatile blond refuse it. "You are here only for camping?"

"Yeah," Alfred was growing more nervous now. "What are you doing here?"

"I just checked the forest, in case the Hybrid hadn't actually left, but I found nothing."

"Nothing?"

"Yeah," Vash moved his gun a little bit and Alfred tensed anew. The other blond didn't notice. "There's nothing there. It's almost as if it had never been there. It just seemed... to vanish."

Alfred worried a little bit. What if they had actually left, now that a hunter had found them? He hadn't thought about that possibility. Maybe his mission would prove itself useless, maybe the Rabbit Hybrid had already left the forest to find a safer place. Slightly worried, the blond decided to continue with the mission. Who knew, maybe they hadn't left yet and were hiding, waiting until the danger had passed.

Saying goodbye to Vash, Alfred moved on to the forest. Making his way carefully through the forest, he tried to retrace the path he had taken a few days before. The most logical place to wait for the Hybrids was nearby the river. They could only last for so long until they had to visit the river and when they did, he would be ready.

When he had finally reached the river it was already sunset. Finding himself a little place to set his tent, somewhere were he could keep an eye easily on the river and yet one couldn't see him Alfred sat down and waited. He may not look like the most patient of guys, but when he waited like this one would be surprised just how long he could stay put. Surrounded by the wildlife, Alfred felt slightly at peace, even if he was a little bit nervous.

Ever since he had met that Hybrid ten years ago, his family had moved to a place closer to the city. It had taken a long time before the dirty blond felt ready to go out on picnics and camping on any forest. And even if he felt much more comfortable, Alfred couldn't stay there for longer than two or three days before he started panicking. That didn't mean he didn't appreciate the wilderness, but rather he was extremely cautious with it.

For three days Alfred lived there without seeing anything. He would wake up and watch the river bank for any sign of a Hybrid, but all he saw was different animals that came to take a drink: wolfs, deers, squirrels were one of the few he saw, but never the one he wanted. He would (after a while) scout the area around the river, knowing that possibly the Hybrids lurked around.

He had almost given up hope when he finally caught sight of something interesting. He had just returned from one of his rounds when he saw some movement. He could have missed it, had he been a second too late, but he was sure of what he saw.

It wasn't his Rabbit Hybrid, but seemed more like the one Vash had described. Moving quickly as to not miss it, Alfred followed the Canine Hybrid. The male -for it was a male- moved quite fast and he almost lost him a few times. It was then that he realized that this one wasn't exactly like the one the rigger-happy blond had seen.

While their appearance was alike at first glance, the dirty blond was quick to notice the differences. While the one Vash had described had a curl that stood out to the left, the one Alfred was following had one to the right. What's more, while the hair was still dark brown, the eyes held a greenish tint that reminded the blond of his own Bunny Hybrid.

Alfred wasn't sure if following this Hybrid would take him to the one he wanted, but he decided to try. If worse came to worse, and the Bunny wasn't with them, then he had still found another Hybrid he could knock out and bring to the headquarters. In any case, this was the best shot to finding the Bunny.

The Hybrid he was following seemed around his age, maybe a little bit younger. He moved with confidence through the forest, obviously knowing his way around but he seemed easily scared, if his reaction to any noise was anything to go by. If he heard a branch moving, the Canine would instantly stop moving, looking around himself so quickly that Alfred thought he would hurt his neck seriously. Any sound would send him five feet in the air, and even if he tried to keep on a brave face, Alfred saw his hands shaking quite badly.

He didn't know for how long he had been following him (half an hour? one hour?) but the blond was starting to get impatient. Maybe he should simply attack the Hybrid already, so that he could return to the headquarters? After all, this one, as confident as he was on the path he had taken, didn't seem to go anywhere.

Just when this thoughts had been formulated in his head, the Hybrid walked through some high bushes and Alfred, once again, lost sight of him. Hurrying quickly, the blond peeked through the shrubbery in hopes of finding his prey.

He didn't expect to find more than that.

What he saw was one of the last things he expected to see. He saw the Hybrid he had being following earlier walk towards the Hybrid Vash had seen (that curl was a dead gave away) but also to an older one. This one seemed around his thirties, and his resemblance with the other two (who had to be twins, there was no other explanation) proved they were related in some way. He also had a wolf's tail and ears and dark brown hair, but his eyes had this golden tinge that reminded him of amber. Beside him was a blond that was older than him, by maybe three years. His hair reached his chin in slight waves, and he had deep blue eyes. He was quite handsome, and his foxy tail and ears only gave him a cunning appearance.

He had never expected to find so many Hybrids, especially if they weren't of the same species. They were all together, talking in soft tones that Alfred couldn't quite hear, but what proved the greatest shock was what came next.

His Bunny Hybrid also made his way towards them. Short and messy blond hair fell over his green eyes, but did little to hide those eyebrows. Now that he could see him clearly and up close, Alfred had to admit that those eyebrows were huge. He had never imagined that anybody could have such pair of eyebrows, but he had to admit that somehow, the little Bunny was able to pull it off. He was quite pale and lithe, and could be no older than thirteen, and even then he was quite small for his age.

The Fox Hybrid attempted pulling the other Hybrid flush against him, but with a strength that surprised him greatly, he was able to push the older man off him. He looked quite annoyed by this, and Alfred had the feeling that this wasn't the first time that happened. He had to admit that the Bunny looked quite funny with that scowl on his face.

Moving a little bit to be more comfortable, Alfred was unlucky enough to step on a tiny twig. The sound as it broke echoed through the forest and before he knew it the Hybrids had jumped into action.

He only had the time to notice that a fist was coming his was before he lost consciousness again. Not again... were the only words he could think of before he surrendered to the darkness.

There you go! Now the real action and romance can begin! I hope everybody liked the chapter, even if I didn't because I wanted to start the real action and this one was on the middle of things. For those who are wondering, I did make Iggy a thirteen year old kid. Those who confused him with Peter was probably because of the age, but I wanted Iggy to be younger than Alfred. First of all, because I wanted to try something different and second of all... I don't know... I just thought it would be cute. In any case, I won't update for a long time. Today in the evening I'm leaving to babysit some kids, so you can imagine that I probably won't have time to work on this story. So you will have to wait some time before the sixth chapter is up, but I will make sure it is worth it.

So... bye bye I suppose.