Down in the sewers under the city of Damage Control, the sound of water rushing down from the drains like a mini-waterfall competed with a muffled, static-like sound. Through the metal, rusting door sat Ralph, who quietly watched from his seat as the vigorous terrorist attack he had been planning for months successfully began to unfold in the sorrowful streets of his hometown. "The dream I have longed for… plays out right before my eyes!" he said to himself, desperately holding back a cackle of hysteria loud enough to give his location away to the marching criminals raging straight above him.
He emerged from his patchy, leather chair, walking towards the rusty door with a small picture of Kevin in hand. "Seems like you've come straight into my hands, kid," he monologued under his breath, tightly grasping the mini-portrait until the remainder consisted of large holes. "The final act of the Damage Control takeover… has yet to begin!"
Back on the surface, Kevin rapidly approached the loud shouting created from the many riots that raged across the city. He looked to his right, locking eyes with a local entity hunter whose curiosity was primarily focused on all the commotion in the same direction. "What the hell could possibly be happening out there?" Kevin asked himself, landing on a tall, blue building and acknowledging the hellish, fiery view that overlooked him. The ruthless shouting had come from both sides of the street, colliding into an even angrier mob than before. "WE WON'T LET ANYONE RUIN OUR CHANCE!" a voice, identified in Kevin's eyes to be the ringleader of both riots, shouted into the crowd. Frozen in shock, he watched as the ringleader's body texture slowly hardened, creating a coating of power that had been revealed as no other than Pyron's. "WE'LL SHOW DAMAGE CONTROL THE EMOTIONS WE HAVE KEPT BOTTLED UP FOR YEARS!"
Sensing an unfathomable sum of power, he let Pyron's power take control and blindly leaped right at Kevin, revealing his spot of speciation to the entire crowd. "Hey, you're the kid Lord Ralph was speaking about back at headquarters - you're the main factor messing with his complete link!" Kevin's eyes widened, his mind flashing back to the earlier proximity transmissions he had witnessed. "Who the hell are you, and WHY ARE YOU ABUSING PYRON'S POWER!?" Kevin screamed, adding gravitational force to his fist in order to enhance his attacks.
Volume 13, Chapter 38 - I Promise
Across the concrete stumbled Xavier, uneasy due to the sudden awakening that had appeared within his body just minutes before. The sound of crackling fire and loud shouts slowly closed in on him - would this be where the new wielder of a legendary power falters?
Little under a second before his body slammed against the ground, Kaelan zipped straight in his direction and threw him on his back. "That was a close one!" he told Xavier, who only could reply with long groans that signified his deprivation of energy. "I wasn't expecting to see Xavier wielding the weird power I've been sensing for the past few minutes," Kaelan observed, launching himself up into the air in order to locate the Great Armor among the chaos. Reminding himself of Xavier's current state, he landed onto a nearby building, lying his body on the ground in the direction of the gloomy skies. "Xavier," Kaelan began yet again. "What do you think Trhama's opinion would be on the chaos here right now?"
Xavier's eyes bulged open, a hallucination-like visual of Trhama appearing within his eyesight.
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Trhama's small, baby-like hands struck up towards the purple skies of Death Desert, a large smile gleaming across his face. "You're so prideful about your dreams," a shy but young Xavier whispered, holding in a smile of support for his dream.
"I'm going to do everything I can…" Xavier in the present and the echoing voice of Trhama recited in unison. "To make the world a better place, where everyone is able to smile with no worry!"
A few seconds later, the dark surrounding the building rooftop finally parted, engulfing Xavier with a ray of sunlight that sent warmth traveling through his body. The sound of endless rain around them had temporarily stopped too, creating a mutual feeling of relief within the two Team Pyron members. "I promise, Trhama," Xavier muttered, striking his hands towards the open sky in an attempt to copy the gesture he had done years ago. "We won't die until the world is finally peaceful again."