Mary Moriarty Hinterland.  A dead Englishwomen that ties a good number of very important people together.  Murdered by Miko, the youngest member of Neko Squad and ally/student of Hirobi Yamatake.  Love of Jonathon Hinterlands life, Jonathon Hinterland who was in turn the arch nemesis of Captain Tractor, or Dan Lakai Daroshay III and now she was to be resurrected by the teacher, the ally, and the nemesis… Hirobi.  

How Hirobi had known of Hinterlands underhanded plot?  Well we’ll leave that for the historians or the fat sweaty nerds to figure out.  What was much more relevant at the current moment in time, was the actions transpiring in Hirobis office.  Alchemic pentagrams had been traced all across the smooth wooden floor of Hirobi’s office, the designs we obscenely complex almost resembling something akin to a spider web.  
“So…complex.” Hinterland muttered as he eyed the hundreds of lines and symbols.  
“We are transmuting a living breathing human being? Did you expect it to resemble hop skotch?” Hirobi asked with a bit of a snarl.  He was still quite aggravated by Hinterlands attempt to trick him, however a promise was a promise.  Hirobi had the strange feeling some good would come out of this, regardless if Hinterland really did quit NOBOR or not.  Perhaps it would be the advent of the return of Mary that would cause Hinterland to change his ways, then again Hirobi had been wrong before…Takaime was enough proof of this.
“Well, no sir of course not! It’s just really quite incredible how you’ve managed to interlay it all.”  Hinterland blubbered holding a cold gel pack to the side of his head.  His trademark monocle was missing having been temporarily relieved up its master, the monocle was now placed in much the same manner as a paper weight ontop of a small pile of notes on Hirobi’s desk.  
“Would you just sit down and shut up like I told you to?” Hirobi asked with a harsh tone.  ‘This had better be worth it’ Hirobi thought as he placed the soul sphere in the middle of the pentagram.
“Is that the?” Hinterland begun to ask pointing to the dark red marble like object Hirobi had just placed down.  Hinterland would typically point with his cane but that too had been relieved of him by Hirobi, it now lay along the opposite side of the office well out of Hinterlands reach.
“Mary’s soul.  Yes.” Hinterland grumbled as he began to intertwine his fingers in the proper position, which took a hell of a lot longer then you would probably suspect. “Oh, and this may take awhile, by the way.”
“I’ve been without her for years now, what is a few more hours.” Hinterland said in a soft tone as her stared longingly into the marble.  What will she think of me now? Hinterland began to think.  After everything I have done, will she be able to even forgive me?  Well of course she will, I’ve saved her after all right?  There is no time to worry about this matter, a much bigger problem has arisen old boy.  How am I going to eliminate this man after the resurrection is complete…wait why do I even need to do it anymore.  Everything is going perfectly swimmingly is their any need too…it’s your job you fool, they’ll fire you possibly even kill you if you don’t even attempt. Hinterland continued to argue with himself even as a light red glow began to arise from the pentagram as Hinterland began to chant.
“Hiro Tiro-to, kaianji, sojaha, giroshino, appatato, moriarty, fasu, dekantu, orginto, melincalla, baruch, ata, adonai, allehanijhu, melech, halum, vahmin, itsee, alamein, shanaton lanu, ooch, halum, va’ed.” Hirobi chanted in numerous languages in numerous speech patterns, slowly the over all glow of the pentagram began to intensify, Hinterland stepped back a bit out of fear.  The entire situation was quite overwhelming even for him, suddenly the hidden psyche phone inside his left ear began to ring.  A psyche phone is as the name describes it, a psychic-allantoidal phone that allows limited psychic broadcasts by non-psychics. It however suffers from a 10 minute battery life and a lack of any long distance capabilities (can not contact another psyche phone outside of a 30 mile radius.)
“Mr. Hinterland, your monocle is not picking up, is something wrong? Do you need back up?” it sounded like someone talking down a long plastic pipe with a weird echo chamber the kind of which only the inner resonations of a brain can create. But it worked none the less.
“I’m alright, everything is going well.” Hinterland replied concentrating just hard enough so his thought could project. Out beyond the office room to presumably a nearby crack team of NOBOR operatives.
“What are you waiting for? Kill him!” The disembodied voice responded with an aggressive tone.  “He’s right in front of you.” Apparently they were closer then he had previously presumed.
“Just waiting for the moment… he’s trickier then he looks.” Hinterland argued as a crimson vortex formed in the middle of the pentagram.
“You told us you could eliminate him yourself sir.” The tone was a combination of confusion and annoyance.
“Just give me more time.” Hinterland tried to reason. “How can you see in here anyway where are you?”
“We’re around the block in a few false tour buses, we’ve got 78 operatives waiting for the order to go!  Give the men a chance if you can’t handle this.”
“Listen to me! I can not eliminate Hirobi unless I have atleast 20 more minutes, a strategy must be drawn out, a strategy that goes beyond rushing in with all guns ablazing.” Hinterland said with an authoritive voice, just as the very first tips of a crude head completely enshrouded in light began to emerge.
“But we like ablazing…” The operative moaned with a disappointed voice. Suddenly a heavy clicking and fzzz sound occurred in Hinterlands inner ear.
“Yaaaaaagh.” Hinterlands left hand struck the side of his head quick and hard as a cutting sharpness edged away at his mind.  The frequency of the psyche-phone was being altered by some kind of outside force, that was the only explanation.  Of course Hinterland wasn’t really thinking about that at the present moment, he was mostly just dealing with the overwhelming pain in his inner ear. Hirobi glanced up from his work with a questioning glare. “ errg…ear ache, nothing to worry about, just forgot to take my drops this morning is all.” Hinterland lied rubbing the side of his head.  Hirobi just glared for a second before going back to work.
“Jonathon.”  It was Devon’s voice.  “Jonathon! What do you think your doing!”
“What am I doing? Devon please we’ve been through this already.” Hinterland argued
“You love her just that much don’t you?” Devon sobbed.
“Devon, how are you doing this, if they find out that your overriding their main frequency you’ll be suspended immediately.” Hinterland said as the outline of a body began to rise up out of the pentagram, it was a woman’s body evidently but the identity was anonymous due to the glow that shrouded the still to be formed body. Hirobi continued to chant.
“At the very least…do your job Jonathon.” Devon pleaded begging Hinterland to kill Hirobi.
“Devon, scan the room, I’am weaponless.  There is not a bloody thing I could do right now.”  Hinterland mused; he was after all, telling the truth.
“Then he has captured you.”  Devon grumbled in a cool detached voice, once again heart broken he had receded into his cool confident/emotionless mode.  “I shall therefore send in the assistance.”
“I, I hardly believe 78 operatives can take down one of the most powerful heroes on the planet Mr. Sujra!” Hinterland continued to argue, their really wasn’t much he could do but delay the inevitable, in the hopes that if he secured just enough time Mary could be fully resurrected. However now that Devon was in an irrational state of mind, their was no telling what he would/could do.
“The operatives will not be partaking in your rescue, Jonathon.” Devon replied in a stern voice his Indian accent hardly noticeable.  “I’m sending in the big guns.” Devon’s voice took on a grievous tone.
“NO! They’ll utterly destroy this entire facility! How will NOBOR explain it to the press, to say the least of the many overhanging errors in such a move.” Hinterland became terrified, the idea of the spa being destroyed and any hopes of his beloveds resurrection along with it, could drive Hinterland into a state of madnes. The hot pink glow in the center of the pentagram began to grow more resolute as the features of a young women became more pronounced.
“That is a risk I’am willing to take for your safety sir.” Devon sneered, he didn’t want Mary back in Hinterlands life, far from it!  If she was back all hopes for his relationship with Hinterland would be lost…of course these hopes were exceptionally small. “Besides they are already in the building.”  “What…no.” Hinterland said outloud.  Shoving his index finger up his right earlobe and rapidly feeling around Hinterland cracked the Psyche-phone ending the downward spiraling conversation.  “Mr. Yamatake!”  Hinterland didn’t want to reveal anything to Hirobi or help the man for that matter, but if  the resurrection was to be completed Hirobi would need to stay alive, something that would be quite hard to do if Hirobi was taken completely by surprise. “Kodalik,   Watashi, fleursh-vanu, activato, halin jaro, koku-daru, Hapsburg, Colle, jutamvu, c’est fleursh-kanu—WHAT IS IT? WE’RE ALMOST DONE!-Corush, Vategrella, Imaginatiotve, vane, vic, heleer, sabati, kalingro,witsoom, heroom…” Hirobi shouted inbetween his chantings. The red glow from the soul sphere began to rise up like a thin vapour up into the glowing pink humanoid form.  “Right sir, but this is very important, several very powerful people are about too rush in here and attempt to kill you!” Hinterland tried to shout over the overwhelming whirlwind sound echoing from inside the room.  Hirobi could barely make out what Hinterland was saying.  “It’s almost done, just give me a few more seconds to complete the body…” Hirobi replied oblivious to the coming danger, as most of his energies were flowing into the resurrection at the present moment.“Bu—“   
“Jonathan?” The light voice of a women echoed out from the light pink silhouette.  Hinterlands eye brows perked up. And he repositioned his bowler out of pure nervousness.  “Mary?” Hinterland stepped forward towards the glowing form of Mary Moriarty, slowly raising his right hand to touch her still enshrouded form. “Is that…is that you?” he muttered stumbling over his own words purely out of shock and amazement. “Where, where am I…I…feel so c-cold.” Mary shivered his pink energy form crossed its arms in an attempt to warm itself. Suddenly the pink energy seemed to drift off in an unnoticeable wind as Mary was revealed in flesh and blood…and not much else for that matter.  She had long brown hair, a few freckles underneath her emerald green eyes and stood just about 5 foot 6. “Nearly complete, just need to seal everything…” Hirobi explained as he placed his palms together and concentrated a bit. Hinterland walked forward across the pentagram and reached out to hold Mary. “I’m… I’m so confused Jonathan…” Mary said with a puzzled expression as she reached out and embraced Hinterland, the two lovers hung off each other for a few seconds before she asked. “You did quit that ruddy little organization didn’t you?”  Hinterland gulped nervously…Mary’s answer would come soon enough but not from Hinterlands own lips, not from anyones.

DRAPLA!!!

Dozens of creamy white blob of goop with black,  and green specks dotting their mass and hundreds of tiny hairs  began to flow in from underneath the office door.  They were ugly as all hell and were nothing more then oversized  prota-zoic cells, very oversized for that matter.  Each roughly the size of  a baseball they quickly stormed into the office sticking low to the ground and sneaking up on their target. “What is thi—“ Hirobi was stopped in mid shout as the cells leapt from the ground in a chain like formation twisting around Hirobis neck and his face.  “GRAH!!!” Hirobi sent the cells flying and splattering all across the room with a powerful psychic kinetic blast.  One smacked flat against the door to the office…2 seconds before the office door was knocked down by a fist enlarged by being encased in the cells.  Stepping through the door frame came a virtually naked women with pale white eyes and short blond hair, standing 6 foot 2 she raised her arms slowly and took in a deep cool breath.  Every single blobbish cell in the room flew towards her  body, encasing her completely in 2 foot thick cells. The only open spot was a grove along her nose and right eye.  The cells having formed around her airtightly took on a slightly less  detailed mold of her body albeit a lot more white/blobby/spotted/hairy.  Raising her hands in front of her self 4 dozens of the wiry feelers of the cells detached and reformed where her nails should be giving her 2 foot long inky black claws.  Her name was Prota-zoa and her powers were numerous and complicated, and Hirobi spared no time to summon his sword and charge forward.  “HAAAAAAAA--!” Hirobi was suddenly caught off guard by a very awkward feeling, it started off small resembling the feeling one has after a large meal, then it rose to titanic proportions.  “Agggh…what is…this!” Hirobi slowed to a halt right in front of Prota-Zoa, he slowly bent to his knees as he struggled to move forward.   “Ah, ha, ha…sorry buddy, but you ain’t going nowhere.” An obese African-American in his late 20’s walked in through the door.  Wearing a light yellow visor across his face, a set of light yellow boots and gloves and a blue body suit with a big T across his chest, a tiny anvil dotted in the middle of the T.  He had his right hand raised in front of him, a series of wires rode down from the raised palm to a complex gadget akin to an oversized PDA attached to his flabby waist.  A light yellow glow shined forth from his palm directly onto Hirobi.  His codename was Tonnage. His specialty, mass manipulation ie: he can make things heavier or lighter.  “Yo, Zoe! I got him down, do your thing.” Tonnage said gesturing with his head towards Hirobi’s staggering form, a digital counter on the back of Tonnages hand read that Hirobis weight had been raised to a frightening 30 tonnes.  “You honestly believe this is enough to hold me down?”  Hirobi asked as Protazoa approached him.   “Damn well looks like it Noob.” Tonnage smirked.    “Well you see, I could with a good deal of effort get up and strike you all down, but if I did that you’d simply increase my weight, and I fear if you were to do that, the floors of this establishment would very quickly crumble under my weight killing numerous patrons. This combined with the fact that I’am still trying to seal the existence of the beautiful young women across the room.” Hirobi motioned to Hinterland and the quite terrified Mary.   Mary turned to her husband and looked up to him.  “You told me you were going to quit…” She said with a sad tone.  “I was, I really was it’s just… I needed to save you!” Hinterland tried to excuse himself as he slowly moved with her towards the door.  “Seal this…” Protazoa remarked displaying no sign of emotion of any kind as she slashed her hand straight down into Hirobi’s back and began slicing downwards till she had cut 4 long marks from Hirobi’s shoulders down to his waist.  Still Hirobi displayed no sign of pain as he concentrated on the complex task that still stood before him.  Bringing her hand back up Protazoa reached into her chest and pulled out a rather grey cell and ran it along Hirobi’s freshly bleeding cuts like a wet sponge.  Bits of microscopic organisms broke off from the grey blob and began to flood into Hirobis blood system.  Worse yet Protazoa was in complete control of each and everyone of them.  “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!” Hirobi screamed out in uncontrollable pain as the grey cells were directed by protazoa up through his blood stream and into his brain and heart. The aggressive cells bounced too and fro tearing up tissues and electrocuting parts of Hirobis nervous system. “That masked man…. I’ve heard his voice before.” Mary muttered as Hinterland tried to make his way across the office to the exit, one step every 30 seconds so nobody would notice was the plan.  “He…he’s the one that brought me back isn’t he? He helped you!” Mary slowly began to comprehend the entire situation.  “And now your abandoning him!” Mary screamed squeezing Hinterlands arm exceedingly hard.  “I have no choice my dear.” Hinterland replied looking to the ground with a look of shame.   “My…Johnyboy…what have you become?” Mary asked with wide staring eyes.  “You need to help him!” Mary turned around and attempted to rush Tonnage but Hinterland held her back with a firm grip along her shoulder he gave her a strong tug bringing her back into his embrace.  “I can not do a damn thing Margaret…I…WE have no choice.” Hinterland explained in a defeated voice as he struggled to edge his wife out of the room. “The choice has always been  yours…and now your choosing to let that man die.” Mary said shaking her finger in front of Hinterlands nose.  “And what is this new moustache about? You look like snidely whiplash!  You’ve become a villain just like him haven’t you?”  Mary asked as Hirobis agonized screams continued in the background. “I’am no villain!” Hinterland sneered back.  “No…you’re a monster! Unhand me!” Mary pushed Hinterland away and broke into a run for the door frame and collided into something wet and green.  “Why hello, hello…hello.”  Said a man in a sickeningly sly voice.  His skin had a dead look to it and his hair was of a light green tinge, sticking out horizontally to either side.  He was bare-chested and wore nothing but a tattered trench coat and grungy boxers underneath. Bizarre and occult markings were embedded/tattooed across his body along his spinal column was a long line of flem like green ooze that bubble and gurgled uncontrollably.  “Give me a kiss now would you?” Gan greens lips glew fluorescent green as he moved in towards Mary, long green tentacles began to flow out from his back and his waist to capture and bind her. “NO! Get away from me!” Mary screamed turning around and running away at the last moment she raced across the room and hopped up onto Hirobi’s desk so that she could reach the overhanging sword display that Hirobi always kept sharp. Clumsingly, she unsheathed a blade and turned to face the multiple opponents in the room.  “If you refuse to help this man, I will.” Mary announced defiantly as she leaped off the desk and delivered a downward blow directly into Tonnages shoulder. The blade (despite Mary’s obvious lack of any skill to speak of) slid through cleanly like a hot knife through butter blood began to flow out of his dark skinned shoulder like a faucet,”AAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!” understandably he loss a great deal of concentration.  “Hrrrrrrmmm YAH!!!” Hirobi felt his weight gradually decline to a single tonne and with a kinetic burst of purple energy he quickly rose to his feet intent on striking down Prota-Zoa in as few moves as possible but he was caught in mid run (as the attack was sent towards him even as he was struggling to get up) by a series of green tentacles. Sixteen in all they flowed from each of Gan Greens finger tips and his back. “Raah…little man no move now!” Gan green giggled maniacally.  Hinterland continued to gaze on as Mary heaved the sword out of tonnage’s shoulder and spun to face the oncoming Prota-Zoa.  “Go to back to hell…” Protazoa said in a mearly silent and cool voice as she instantly instructed several of her cell blobs to fly forward straight into Mary.  “Oh!” Mary was knocked to the ground by 3 of Prota Zoa’s cells which quickly went about clawing and biting bits of flesh out of her. “HEAL!” Protazoa pulled out a light pinkish white cell and flung the baseball sized lump of goo to Tonnage who snagging it with his still functioning hand smooshed it into his wound.  “MARY!!!” Hinterland cried out, rushing forward and dodging inbetween the other various people in the room he fell to his knees and began swatting away the cellular blobs from his beloved. “Get off of her you revolting piles of goo!” Hinterland cursed ripping them apart with his bare hands only to see them reform again.  Finally he wised up and threw the cells back at their host which they quickly reattached onto.  “Their he is…” Mary whispered before getting back off her back.  “Who is this he?” Hinterland asked with a bit of a pompish chuckle.  “The man, I married.” Mary replied with a smile.  

“BACK IN BUISNESS!” Tonnage clapped his hands together with a burst of yellow smoke like light, immediately Hirobi collapsed to the ground (just as he was beginning to break from Gan Greens grip too.) again.  Prota-Zoa redirected her attention to him and continued to tear apart Hirobi from the inside of his body, blood began to leak out of Hirobi’s ears.   Mary continued to smile up at Hinterland, just as a trickle of blood began to leak out of the side of her mouth and down to her chin. “Margeret!” Hinterland attempt to raise Mary back up onto her feet, she did rise back up, but not under Hinterlands power. “Ohhhhh…” Mary looked down to her exposed chest, a long dark green tentacle wiggled inbetween her breasts feeling her up.  Gan Green had impaled her.  “GAN GREEN YOU DISGUSTING DEVIL!!! UN…uh…TENTACLE HER!!!” Hinterland shouted grabbing ahold of Mary around the waist as he tried with all his might to pull her back from Gan greens own mighty pull.  “NOPE! No, no, no… she’s mine now.” Gan-Green laughed as he pulled Mary out of Hinterlands grasp underneath the desk and towards his body.  “Jonathan!” Mary hollered waving her arms wildly trying to grasp onto something, anything!  SPLOOSH  Mary’s feet collided with Gan Greens gooey chest and were instantly dissolved.  “AAAAAAAAGH!!! JONATHAN!!!” Mary cried out waving an outstretched arm wildly.  “I won’t lose you again!” Hinterland cried as he swept himself over the table and went in for a strong spin kick across Gan-Greens face.  “Nuh, uh, uh!”  Gan Green raised his left arm allowed it to Greenify and shift into a large round shield blocking Hinterlands strike.  “She’s mine now…all mine.”  Gan green stroked Mary’s face as he swallowed her form up quicker then he usually would. Having held Hirobi back and burned out much of Gan Greens energy, now he needed more “fuel”.  Her hips slipped into Gan Greens waist.  “JONATHAN!!! DO NOT FORGET!!!” Mary cried out tears streaming down her face.  “SO HELP ME GOD FABIO, IF YOU DO NOT RELEASE HER NOW, I WILL SEE YOUR COMPLETE TERMINATION!” Hinterland  cried out as he tried to dart around Gan Greens shield which moved in whatever direction Hinterland moved.  “You no boss of me, no not you!” Gan-green replied childishly as he pulled Mary in up to her shoulders. “REMEMBER YOUR PROMISE!!!” Mary squealed as the green guck surrounded her head and pulled her completely in, her body dissolving completely into Gan-Greens dirty emerald energy force. “Yum, yum, yum.” Gan green snickered rubbing his lime green belly as it returned to a pale flesh tone.  Hinterland just stood their, dazed look in his eyes, “My...Promise?”   Meanwhile in the same room Hirobi was having a most terrible day.  “YAAAAAAAH!!!”  Gan Green had marched over and stomped his left foot shifted into a large green spiked hammer down onto Hirobi’s back.  Prota Zoa while still controlling the cells in Hirobi’s blood stream, threw a series of cell blobs towards Hirobis face filling his mouth and air passages, this wouldn’t kill Hirobi just making him pass out for a bit…or so the plan was. That and the thought that if Hirobi couldn’t speak, he could use spells, still much of his magical and charka abilities had been poured out into the resurrection.  At this point blood was pouring out all over Hirobi’s body forming into a pool underneath him.  “My…promise.” Hinterland continued to gaze onto the saga before him with a distanced stare.  His tuxedo was ripped and torn in multiple places, blood and slime stains were checkered all across his body.  “What…what….” Hinterland continued to gaze off. “Quite interesting little cellular mutation my girls got Her-Robby.” Tonnage snickered.  “Complete control of single cellular organisms, including their size as your probably now quite aware of.” Tonnage snickered poking Hirobi in his stuffed mouth.  “While this may not sound like much, consider this.” Tonnage clammerd back up and continued to monologue. “By placing her cell’s into your blood stream she can in essence enter and destroy any part of your body.” Hirobi toshed back and forth on the ground in non-sensical pain as blood dripped out of his eyes as vessels and organs burst.  “Only problem with you is that ANNOYING healing factor of yours.”  Tonnage rolled his eyes and flicked his yellow gloved hand in a circular motion.  “It hardly matters how much my girl tears you its still on a single cellular level and you’ve got this silly little  136:1 healing rate for tissue. Which-ifyoutookadvancedbiologyinuniversity- basically means your tissues heal as she breaks up hundreds of cells…in other words she can put you in a world of pain…but just can’t kill you Mr. Myogi.” Tonnage gave Hirobi a good solid kick to the side.  “But you know who can cause enough damage to make you stay down?”  Tonnage asked raising an eyebrow playfully. “I’ll give you a hint, his name starts with the letter G.”  Tonnage snickered as he motioned Gan Green to move in.  “Oh yeah one more thing, not only can Zoey here rip apart your body bit by bit. She can also reaaaaaaaally muck with your mind…would you care for a demonstration?”  “MMMMPHHHH!MM!!!” Hirobi screamed shaking back and forth violently.” “Oh well, if that’s the case.” Tonnage shrugged and motioned Prota-Zoa to get to work.   “MAAAAAAAAAAH MRYAHHHHHHHHHH!!!” Hirobi screamed in pain as his mind shifted to a different place altogether,  Gan Green approached transforming his arms into intricate and deadly weapons, every finger was lengthened by several feet and given half a dozen sharp/pointy parts, it really just resembled Edward Scissor Hands on steroids. “CUT! CUT! SLICE! SLICE! ISN’T HOMOCIDE SO NICE?” Gan Green sung as he skipped across the room clicking his narly green metalic hands together.

“I promised…I promised too…” Hirobi frowned in frustration rubbing his short brown hair aggressively…”What did she…why is this...Hirobi is…I see.” Hinterland had a last second epiphany. With 6 lightning quick strides he rushed across the conference table, jumped across the gap between the table and Hirobi’s desk and with one quick swat he snagged his monocle by the string.  Whipping the monocle forward it, the wire stretched out sending the monocle forward 7 feet like a yoyo.  It wrapped around Hinterlands cane and with a tug it whipped back into Hinterlands palm, letting his cane slide out from the entangled wire and fall to the ground Hinterland grasped the cane along the curve. Using his other available hand to fling the monocle up in front of his left eye and flicking the cane around so that the wooden shaft broke away to reveal an ultra thin and long silver rapier (A sword akin to the one used for the sport of fencing, it was the final stage of the evolution of European swords and was sported by the western European aristocracy during the 17th-early 20th century). Flinging the Monocle to his left eye and spinning on his toe Hinterland raised the rapier vertically in front of his face, raised it to the upper left and then quickly brought it down (enacting the traditional fencing salute) with one hand, while his other hand clicked the monocle down along the side…this all occurred in 5.316 seconds. The next 3 seconds didn’t occur…to any one but Jonathan Hinterland. The monocle quivered with a bizarre whoosh whoosh woop whoosh whoosh woop sound. Hinterland kicked off the table and flew forward 5 feet coming upon the fallen Hirobi Yamatake, Gan Green hanging just above him with his claws just 3 inches away from impaling Hirobi in 47 different places.  Hinterland swiped his rapier back and forth with his right hand his left placed firmly on his hip, the swatting motion of the sword cleanly sliced through Gan Green 7 times before time resumed.  “WAAAAAAHOOOOOOOOOH!! GRK!” Gan Green moaned in pain/shock.  He toppled over a bit as he summoned more Green gunk/energy.  “I PROMISHED TO PROTECT HER!!!” Hinterland shouted as he paced circles around Prota-Zoa at break neck speeds for hardly 2 seconds.  He clicked his monocle down again freezing time once more. Hinterland grabbed Protazoa by her white cell encased arm and with a mighty pull flung her across the room into a wall. With the last bit of time he maneuvered behind Tonnage.  “I PROMISHED TO  NEVER EXTORT!!!” Hinterland shouted referring to the manner by which his ancestors had obtained their wealth and power. Upwards slash down wards left horizontally, circular cut followed by downwards right up vertical left horizontal and finally half way right and STAB.   Hinterlands blade pierced through Tonnages back but failed to find its way more then an inch into his flesh due to the massive amount of meshed armor and mechanics Tonnage always wore while out and about enacting general supervillain things. It was however still enough to disrupt the mechanics of Tonnages weight technology. “Wait, whoa, stop right their Motha-fucka!” Tonnage had spun around and with the sharp knuckle mini blades along the front his right fist he stabbed Hinterland straight in the chest. Hinterland however quickly flicked his monocle downwards, everything in the room moved in reverse till everything was as though the last 3 seconds had never even happened, including Hinterlands wounds. This time he was ready though. Tonnage threw his fist again but this time Hinterland caught it in a V-lock, and with a vicious twist, broke Tonnages entire arm.    Raising his leg up and over Tonnages slightly bent back, Hinterland smacked Tonnage down hard onto the ground.  “I PROMISHED HER, I WOULD NEVER BECOME LIKE THEM!!!” Hinterland screamed slashing his sword upwards he unwitting sliced a gash through  Prota-zoas advancing form, her cells flopped away and she had to retreat momentarily to regenerate them.  However Hinterland was not so lucky when Gan Green came back for round two.  Stretching his legs forward Gan Green flew through the air transmuting his teeth into revolving blades he came in for Hinterlands jugular.  Dark Green slime however was suddenly joined by a flash of VERY well tempered metal. “BACK!!!” Hirobi shouted pushing his sword in an upwards arc he swung Gan Greens force against him, sending the creepy menace straight into a set of cabinets.  Hirobi and Hinterland turned to either side to face away from each other and raised their swords horizontally preparing for the attack.  “I’ll take the green one, you can handle the girl. Correct?” Hirobi asked motioning with his head towards Prota-Zoa.  “No…Fabio is mine.”  Hinterland replied clenching his rapier.  “That creature is much more powerful then you can imagine Mr. Hinterland.  His powers have nearly no limits, and you’re a mere mortal.”  Hirobi argued with a tone that expressed his genuine concern but ignorance of Hinterlands abilities. “All that power must…make you arrogant.” Hinterland replied as their opponents raised themselves back up.  “Oh, your certainly one to talk.” Hirobi replied.  “That thing, ate my wife.”  Hinterland replied to Hirobi’s sarcastic remark.  “Very well, have your go at it.”  Hirobi said with a sigh just as he kicked off the ground and did a corkscrew in the air, his blade colliding with a stream of oversized protazoic cells. “For this one time…I shall show no mercy Humphrey.” Hinterland remarked as a very faint energy aura of the exact same tint and quality of Dan Daroshay’s hummed across  Hinterlands form and rushed down to his blade for a few brief seconds before he charged forward.  Gan Green slashed his right arm in mid air forming half a dozen crude spikes.  “YAH!!! Hinterland slashed through half of them with one slice, and knee capped Gan Green in the chest, which was a big mistake as tentacles rolled out from Gan Green chest and began to wrap themselves around his knee.  “Heh!” Hinterland flicked his monocle down and instantly the tentacles receded back, this time instead of using his knee  Hinterland smacked his palm in the exact same place.  Once again Gan green surrounded Hinterlands hand with his tentacles. This time however Hinterland was ready, and using all of his upper body strength he used he partially imbedded hand to flip Gan Green over his back and straight into the ground.  Hirobi could sense what Prota-Zoa was attempting to do.  She was trying to rust away Hinterlands blade and eliminate his main weapon.  This however was quite clearly a foolish decision on her part.  “Your problem is your practicality.” Hirobi stated as he sweep kicked Prota-Zoa to the floor.  Unless the opponents is down or clearly open for attack, you can hardly do anything useful.” Hirobi explained as grabbed Prota-Zoa by the legs and began to charge her full of psychic energy. “And if you really want to fight me and expect to last more then 3 seconds.” Prota-Zoa’s entire cell encased body began to glow bright purple.  “You really should bring something useful to the table.” VA-WOOSH …SPLAT.  Every single cell burst off from Prota-Zoa’s body revealing her pale nude Swedish body.  “H-yah!” Hirobi dealed a final elbow jab to Protozoa’s neck ensuring she would remain knocked out for a pretty long time.   Hinterland slashed wildly with his sword cutting up and slicing off pieces of Gan Green and kicking him back down to the floor every time he attempted to get back up.  “YOU STAY DOWN MONSTER!!! I’ll SLAUGHTER YOU!!!” Hinterland shrieked stabbing his rapier down and carving off Gan Greens left foot.  Dragging the blade along Gan Greens body he slicing the man cleanly in half, the orange aura still hummed along Hinterland’s blade eerily  which was apparently aiding in the ease of his slicing and dicing. “I WILL NOT ALLOW YOU TOO LIVE!!!” Hinterland shouted as Gan-Green formed a spear with his semi attached right arm and thrusted it straight for Hinterlands chest. “NO!!!” Hinterland brought his rapier in and around with 4 easy and quick slices Gan Greens spear fell away into chunks. “YAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!” Hinterland continued his gruesome work.  “Mr. Hinterland.” Hirobi stepped over placing an arm on Hinterlands blood stained shoulder. Hirobi at this point took the courteously to disintegrate all dried and caked blood from his body with a quick flash of light.  “It’s over…”  Hinterland started to slow down the speed and fury of his cuts. “HE..it…it sucked her in.  I knew he could do that… I just didn’t expect.” Hinterland collapsed to his knees.  “Why!!! After all these years, after all that effort…to just have her snatched away like that...” Hinterland cupped his face in both hands and weeped.  “WHY!!! Why must I lose her again…she never deserved any of this…” Hirobi peered down and asked: “But, did you?”  Hinterland turned around to face Hirobi with a cold stare.  “Do not ask rhetorical questions sir.” Hinterland stood back up and tried to gather himself. “What…what do you know about any of this anyway…”Hinterland stood for a few seconds in front of Hirobis window.  “They’re here you know.”  Hinterland said matter of factly motioning to the dozens of NOBOR special ops soliders that were flooding the streets pouring out of tour group buses.  “You can fight them…join me!” Hirobi suggested offering out a hand.  “No…no…I’ll leave them to you…I do believe I have people to talk to and…and things to..to do.” Hinterland stuttered, despite his cool demeanor he was once more heartbroken, this time worse then before, tears streamed down his face as he turned his back on Hirobi.  “I’ll be leaving now.” Hinterland raised his hand to his monocle and the next thing Hirobi saw was the final closing of his office door.  Hirobi sighed and unsheathed his sword once again and marched out the office.  For a split second he could of sworn he saw a flash of a man in a tuxedo in the lower lobby but this thought was soon put off by the 20 men that had just stormed the lobby all of their automatic rifles pointed directly up at him.  “That’s odd…could of sworn I counted at least 78 a second ago.” Hirobi said to himself a he swiped his katana infront of himself at speeds unknown to man.  As he did so the entire plaster wall behind him filled with bullet holes. However everything behind him remained perfectly intact.  The furious waving of his katana was actually slicing every single slug that came his way in half, a small pile of them began to form at his feet.  This went on for a good 12 seconds till the operatives ran out of charges and reached down almost uniformly at the exact same time to reload.  “My turn.” Hirobi said with a bit of glee. Grabbing a hold of the railing ad throwing himself off the top floor Hirobi floated like a feather to the bottom of his lobby and rushed forward to attack, only to be stopped dead in his tracks as he saw every single one of his opponents become swarmed by an entire Sauvé of super heroes. Captain Tractor, rolled in through the front automatic sliding doors, his rocket shoes in roller skate mode, he skated circles around a squad of operatives tripping them over and flicking them across the room like hockey pucks with his extendable steel bo. Guardian flew in with Captain Tractor at that exact moment clenching both of her fists she shot forth 2 torrents of lightning cooking 4 operatives before flipping in mid air and double leg kicking a fifth one to the floor. To Captain Tractors right ran in Ren on foot. “DRAGON DEATH PRESS!!!” Ren announced swinging his oblivion Key blade  forward a crest of crimson energy ripped forward slicing 2 operatives in half. Turning on his heel and side steeping forward he grabbed ahold of another man by the shoulders.  “POSSESION CIRCLE OF PAIN TECHIQUE!!!” Ren shouted as he filled the operative with dark yellow energy before flinging him forward.  The operative then spun around the room in a circle pattern knocking various people out before finally exploding into several chunks of organs and other nasty things I quite frankly do not feel like discussing.  “Sorry we couldn’t get here any faster, man!” Captain Tractor said rolling up to the still stunned Hirobi. Ren and Guardian quickly went about tying up the survivors or just kicking a few of the more annoying ones in the chest. “How did you…know about…”  Hirobi asked stuttering abit. “Well duh, we got the call the second 3 big time supervillains decided to mosey on into this place…didn’t you notice your whole freaken staff is missing?” Captain Tractor explained  “Your lucky we were up here checking out Ernie’s newest spa, aye.” Hirobi shook his head disorientedly, as he slowly stepped alongside Captain Tractor out into the street.  “Ernie Claus Mcdoogal…truly opened up a second spa?” Hirobi asked shaking his head in disbelief. Suddenly he discovered what had happened to the other 68 operatives.

“Reaper! Put his soul back in, right this minute!” Angel Heart demanded stomping her foot down infront of Reaper who indeed had a light blue ghost like image of a man screaming tied down along Reapers Boney fingertips. “I don wana.” Reaper replied looking off with a smile.  “You don’t wana go back to your body now do ya little guy?” Reaper mused mocking the operative.  “OH GOD!!! PLEASE PUT ME BACK!!! I’VE GOT A WIFE, A DOG AND 3 KIDS!!! THIERS PHOTOS ARE IN MY BACK POCKET!!! PLEASE PUT ME BACK!” The operative begged, groveling in his ghostly form. “Meh.” Reaper replied clicking his fingers the spirit ruptured from the middle and broke apart.  “MICHAEL!!!” Angel heart cried out.  “I certainly hope he’s in a better place now.”  Reaper just chuckled. “Nah, I just totally ripped his bloody soul apart, he ain’t going anywhere or exisiting for that matter anytime soon.  Point a gun a me will you?” Reaper laughed squinting his eyes.  Angel Heart continued to whine about the moral ramifications but Reaper just ignored her.  Hirobi looked across as KingMonster, the last of the Masters in attendance summoned a few of dozens mini goblins about, having them tie up and organize the operatives.  “OH hey! Hirobi you missed out on a crazy time!” Kingmonster said as he set a random operative on fire. “King…what did I tell you about setting people or things on fire?” Captain Tractor asked shaking his head.  “That it’s…not…bad?” Kingmonster asked raising a silver eyebrow. “Sir, we’re done here…” Blitz grumbled dusting off his battle gloved hands.  “Excellent…go home now and make me an especially large bowel of wacamole…and chips, many many corn chips.” Kingmonster instructed in a deep resonating voice.   Ren and Guardian then entered from the spa dragging the still unconscious bodies of Prota-Zoa and Tonnage.  But not Gan Green.  “Wait, the green one. Didn’t you see a quite chopped up greenish man in their?” Hirobi asked with a startled unseen (due to the mask) expression. “Well no?” Ren asked with a confused expression. “Their was a trail of green slime going towards your window…we jut thought it was from the fight.” Guardian replied shaking her head.  “Well,  that’s just prime.” Captain Tractor quoted. “Well I’m sure you have plenty of work to do around here.”  Captain Tractor said motioning to the some what destroyed spa. “We’ve got to get back to Ernie’s place, we left in the middle of a black jack match.” Hirobi paused for a second. “You mean…”  “Yep, the spa’s got hookers and black jack.” Kingmonster replied happily. “…no comment…” Hirobi turned around and walked back to the spa. He had a helluva lot of explaining to do.