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SORRY, I FORGOT TO UPDATE CHAPTER 6
The rain pattered softly over the smoldering wreckage. A once-imposing building now stood in ruin - the top floors collapsed inward, glass shards glittering on the asphalt like fallen stars. Sirens blared in the distance as Cybercity Enforcement Unit 4 pulled up to the scene.
A young officer stepped out, his boots crunching against debris. He froze.
"What in the world happened here?"
Bodies littered the floor. Everywhere, there are unconscious bodies of the thugs that had terrorised this entire district.
None of them are dead. But the injuries should be enough to hospitalise them for an entire month.
"All targets had been neutralised. No casualties." Another officer reported to the device on his forearm.
"What happened?"
"Suspected to be an internal conflict within the gang. Weird considering no one was killed."
"The gang leader?"
"Had been sent to the hospital. His injuries was so severe he was basically clinging to his life."
"What happened to him?"
"An explosion right off on his face. Luckily, just a shockwave grenade or else the casualty will be one instead of zero."
"A shockwave grenade?"
"Yes, suspected to be a Samara made grenade."
"Damn country of terrorist. How did they even got their hands on such grenade?"
"Hey you! What are you doing? This is a crime scene!" An officer shout out, catching the attention of the other officers.
A figure. Black cladded figure. His helmet was sleek, full-faced, and void-black, reflecting no light. There were no eye holes, no mouth slit - just a seamless, smooth surface. His entire body was wrapped in a tight, jet-black suit underneath the thin black plating armour around his chest, arms and legs.
"Shhh! What do you think you are doing?" A senior office immediately reprimanded his junior.
Turning to the figure clad in black, the senior officer smiled warily, "I'm sorry sir, my junior is still new and doesn't recognise you."
The figure nodded.
Staring at the man, the junior officer realised his mistake. His face instantly turned pale.
"Dark...."
The man is a well known Underworld Hero of United Federation of America!. In fact, throughout the two American's countries, he is one of the best!
Even the American's Communist Nation's heroes held great respect for him!
Hearing the name, the other police officers turned completely pale.
Oh my god!
What is a hero like him doing here?!
The man stood in silence.
The man looks up.
[ Scanning....]
[ Target detected ]
Karen stumbled to the side, leaning against the wall. His molecular structure resetting, returning back to normal. The alleyway was damp, with a thick scent of piss and alcohol in the air. The ground is littered with trashes and rats can be seen crawling out of their holes from time to time.
All in all, a bad place to be in.
Karen can finally heaves a sigh of relief.
Right after exploding the shockwave grenade, the police had arrived. Someone had snitched him, informing the law enforcers of a gang fight.
In the end, he was forced to leave.
"Makoto." Karen gritted his teeth, seeing the redhead approaching him from the end of the alleyway.
"Sorry, I honestly thought you would have had died during the mission." Makoto jokingly said with a smile, revealing a pair of canine like teeth.
Karen glared at him, "I almost died just to get this USB drive and you almost killed me by getting the police involved "
Makoto only smiled apalogitically. He had really thought Karen had died from the shockwave. As a final form of respect for him, he had thought that by getting the police involved would be better.
Karen died from the explosion?
That's stupid considering that he probably lived through countless explosions at this point.
Karen got caught and killed in action against the law enforcers?
That's better.
In Undercity, no one trusted the law.
Easy.
No need to get scolded by Wak Tolak just because one idiot was reckless enough to fight against the entire gang before fighting the law enforcers.
Next time, just say that you have a powerful Aspect to contend against an entire gang or else he won't be worried.
Karen groaned, reaching down to his pocket to pulls out a USB drive gf.
The USB was thrown into the air.
Makoto easily catch the USB drive.
"There you are." A tired voice is suddenly heard.
Karen's instinct flared as all hair on his body stood on end.
Dark misty tendrils suddenly shot out from the air, wrapping around their limbs and torso before pulling them up to the air.
Both of their bodies are yanked off the ground.
Mid air, Karen and Makoto who are both tied caught the sight of a man completely cladded in black crouching at the edge of a building. Dark mist covers his hands and from the mist, the long black tendrils that is wrapped around their bodies came from.
Karen's eyes widened.
The figure sighed, "Kids these days shouldn't be involved in any crimes."
The figure clenched his fist, pulling the two of them closer.
Both Karen and Makoto are thrown to the ground, their bodies hitting the hard concrete roof.
"Illegal acts of vigilantism, trespassing, possibly illegal possession and illegal use of military grade weaponry, assault and battery and lastly, destruction of public property."
"Even if you two are underage, I don't think the punishment will be any light." The figure added.
"Who the hell are you?" Makoto grunted, feeling pain from his body smashing to the ground.
He tried to activate his Aspect, however he came to a realisation. He can't feel it. It's feels like a part of him is missing.
His Aspect is missing.
"One of best Underworld Hero of the United Federation of America, known for possessing an Aspect that could seal the Aspects of others." Karen suddenly said, looking up to glare at the figure cladded in black, his eyes gleaming in crimson light, "Dark Whip."
"U.F.C? Dark Whip of U.F.C? What the hell he is doing in here?!" Makoto panicked.
One of the top Underworld Hero of U.F.C nation? How did they got entangled with this guy?!
Also, what is he doing in here?!
Almost all the top ranked heroes of the U.F.C are ranked in the top twenties of the world's ranking! What would someone like him be doing in here?!
Name: Dark Whip
Aspect: Mist Tendrils - can create black mist from his hand and the mist, he can generate and controls black tendrils that can seal the Aspects of others who make any physical contacts with the black tendrils.
Dark Whip turned his head.
He had not paid that much attention to these two kids. Not to mention, Karen have quite the long hair, obscuring his face.
Now that he looks at him, he looks quite familiar.
"Those eyes," Dark Whip tilted his head, muttering, "Eleanor...."
Karen snapped. His red eyes flickering in anger, glaring at the figure cladded in black.
Makoto turned to him, "Karen, don't...."
Too late
With a flick of his legs, Karen body shot forth.
Karen's body is currently tied by the Dark Whip. However, using his mere physical strength, he launched himself towards the unsuspecting Dark Whip.
Dark Whip startled, raised his hand in order to block the incoming attack.
Karen's kick land on the hero's forearm. The sound of cracking can be heard as the plating on hero's forearms cracked.
Using his physical strength alone, Karen easily break free from the dark misty tendrils.
The dark mist on Dark Whip's hands dissipate alongside the dark whips.
"Who are you exactly?" Dark Whip asked. Underneath his mask, a pair of dark red eyes narrowed in astonishment.
Even without his Aspect, Karen's physical strength alone is already enough to rival those with low ranked strength based Aspect.
"Took you long enough." Karen gritted his teeth, sweeping his hand to sent forth a palm strike.
Dark Whip sent out a punch, meeting Karen's palm strike.
Paln and fist collided.
What followed after, are multiple palm strikes from Karen.
So fast.
Dark Whip counter each of the youth's strikes with his own.
Every palms, every fists and every kicks, Dark Whip deflects and parries each of them with great expertise.
At this moment, his expertise in hand to hand combat fully shines through.
However, the hero still can't help but be astonished.
The kid looks no older than fourteen and yet his skills in hand to hand combat is on par with some heroes out there.
Karen tilted his head, barely dodging a fist strike. Dark Whip's fist went passed him.
Dark Whip suddenly swept his palm, aiming for the side of the boy's head.
Karen tilted his body to the back, bending his entire upper torso into a weird position. His back meeting his legs. Biologically, it is impossible. Well not exactly. If one breaks their entire vertebrae, it is possible.
But for Karen, manipulating his body to achieve such results is indeed possible.
His spine bent, vertebrae shifting with mechanical precision.
Lower back folding down like a hinge,
until his shoulder blades met the backs of his knees -
coiling like a primed crossbow.
His torso snapped forward like a spring-loaded cannon.
A straight punch launched at blinding speed,
bones reinforced down to the molecular core.
Dark Whip was sent a few steps back.
What kind of martial arts was that?
The underworld hero wasn't able to finished his thoughts when Karen sent out a flying kick. Bones condensing, flesh and skin hardening.
Dark Whip raises both of his arms, blocking the incoming kick.
Bam!
Karen's kick feels like a flying truck.
A simple kick and the hero was once again thrown back.
[ Warning! ]
[ Damages to many parts of the system ]
[ The opponent's physical strength exceeded the limit of a normal human ]
Karen's leg landed firmly to the ground, becoming a pillar that supports his body. His other leg shot forth, sending another kick.
Dark Whip raised both arms attempting to block the incoming kick.
Karen's kick simply phased through his arms, landing on his head and sending him flying.
Karen rushed forward, eyes brimming with killing intent.
Then he stopped. Footsteps halted as he looked down on the pieces of high tech armour on the ground.
Then he felt it.
A presence behind him.
His instinct immediately stood on end as fear enveloped him.
"The Echelon technology is indeed out of this world." A voice suddenly spoke him.
"Karen! Behind you!" Makoto who is still tied up by Dark Whip's tendrils shouted in horror.
"However, nothing beats the body of men who had trained to become the best."
To be continued