Limit Break Episode 2: Know some more, know some less

 

Limit Break Episode 2

Know some more, Know some less

 

Atma just sat silently as his mother dries off his wet body with a towel. Emotionless. Without any reaction.

Mother: There you go, Atma. All clean and dry.

Atma didn’t react. He just put on his dull grey bodysuit, before placing a rectangular device on his waist. Once it was placed, the device forms a belt which grips around his waist tightly.

Mother: …Excuse me, Atma, but may I ask a question?

Atma:  Yes, assistant?

Atma responds in an emotionless, monotone voice.

Mother: Please, call me Mother.

Atma: As you wish.

Mother: I’ve heard you have this…what’s it called? Skill bar? What does it do?

Atma:  It enables the usage of my Ability Cards.

He showed several cards to the woman, each with varying patterns and colours.

Atma:  For me to use my ability cards, I need to fill up my skill bar.

Mother: …I see. So how do you fill the bar?

Atma: I fill the bar by landing successful attacks on my enemies. The skill bar charges faster if-ERROR!

Mother: So, you need to hurt other people…

Atma:  That is my purpose, mother. To be a weapon for-

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Atma: Huh?!

Atma immediately woke up from that flashback. To see himself lying in a white bed with white sheets inside a white room.

Atma: Huh? Where the heck am I?...This place is kinda pretty…

Just then, Atma realizes something.

Atma: Wait…I don’t…it doesn’t hurt anymore!

Atma check his wound, to see that it’s no longer there. His skin is smooth and flawless. It’s as if he never been attacked by the monster.

Atma: Wait, where’s that jerk?! And everyone else? What happened?

Atma tries to remember what has happened,

Hammer Monster: You…you brats! I…I’ll kill you both! Rragh!

Atma watch in horror as the monster launches another shockwave, aiming at a terrified Zafira.

Atma: Zafira!

Atma: Ouw Ouw Ouw!

But that’s as far as he can recall, as he clutches his aching head.

Atma: Wait, Zafira! Oh, no! Is she okay?! I gotta find her!

Immediately, he leaped off the hospital bed and rushed towards the doors. When the doors automatically open and,

Crash!

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Zafira: (thoughts)

All right. Calm down.

Take a deep breath.

And let’s analyse the facts.

A monster appears out of nowhere, and starts causing trouble.

The amnesiac kid I helped is a robot.

At least, that’s what it seems. But that raises several questions.

1.     How can a robot be hungry? I remember how loud his stomach sounded.

2.     How can a robot eat food? In such a…wild manner?

3.     How is a robot able to show such…expressive emotions?

Hmm…perhaps he’s not entirely a robot? Maybe he’s only partially a robot?

That’s completely absurd, is what I would say. But so are real life monsters.

Alright, assuming Atma is partially a robot…that still doesn’t explain how he can heal from his wounds. No robot or human can regenerate flesh.

…Well, humans technically can, but not at that rate. And humans definitely can’t organically regenerate fabric too.

And it still doesn’t explain the crystal in his chest. Or the crystal that suddenly appeared on my watch. Speaking of my watch…

As Zafira pulled back her bow, generating a new bolt arrow.

Bam.

When her crossbow suddenly reverts back into a watch. Much to her shock and confusion.

Zafira: Huh?!

Zafira press on her watch, trying to transform it into a crossbow. But her watch remains as a watch. It’s as if her watch’s transforming mechanism is broken.

Zafira: (thoughts) What happened back there? Why did it malfunction?

Just as Zafira is about to examine her watch…

Violet: Zafira?

Zafira: Kyaa!

Zafira comically jumped high in the air in surprise.

Violet: Oh, my goodness! Apologies, Zafira! I didn’t mean to surprise you. Are you alright, Zafira?

Zafira’s response, after regaining her composure, is to glare at Violet.

Zafira: Atma!

Just as Zafira is about to catch Atma, Violet beat her to the punch, and caught Atma in her hands.

To say Zafira is annoyed is an understatement.

Zafira: Tsk!

Violet: He has a pulse! Call the ambulance!

Zafira: Don’t tell me what to do!

Despite this, Zafira took out her phone and contacted the ambulance.

Violet: Hmm…he’s rather light…oh? His clothes…

To her surprise, it’s not just Atma’s wounds that are healing. Even his clothes are regenerating. A fact which Zafira noticed as well.

Zafira: (thoughts) What on earth…

Soon, several ambulances arrived. The paramedics worked hard to transport the injured people into the ambulance…including the former monster.

Zafira: Tch! (Thoughts) Should had left that freak for dead…

As Atma’s body is loaded into one of the ambulance, Zafira followed suite, entering the ambulance as well.

Zafira: I want to accompany him.

Violet: Me too.

Zafira: Tch!

Reluctantly, Zafira didn’t stop Violet. As the two girls entered the ambulance with Atma’s unconscious body, the ambulance’s door close and set off to the hospital.

Zafira sat back in her seat, trying to act normal to save face. Much to her annoyance, Violet decided to sit next to her.

Violet: I’m just worried about you. You sure you’re doing alright?

Zafira: Worried for me, or worried my father might blame you for this mess?

Violet: That’s not-

Zafira: Don’t bother. I’ll take responsibility. It’s none of your business. Don’t be such a busybody…

Zafira: (thoughts) It’s not like father would care about me…

Violet: Of course, he would care about you, Zafira.

Zafira: Yeah right. He cared so much he ditched me for a honeymo…wait, how did you hear my thou-

Just then, a Male Doctor walked up towards Violet.

Male Doctor: Sorry to interrupt Miss Violet Spark.

Violet: Violet shall suffice, Doctor.

 Male Doctor: I like to inform you that we have finished check up on the patient.

Zafira: How is he?

Male Doctor: His condition is currently stable. Unfortunately, there’s not much information we could get about his body.

Violet: What do you mean, Doctor?

Male Doctor: We attempted to extract samples from his body, but none of our needles could penetrate his skin. And for some reason, when we try to perform x-ray scans on the patient, our x-ray machine doesn’t work.

Zafira: (thoughts) Hmm? That’s interesting.

Male Doctor: Interestingly, we found no scars or wounds on his body. Despite the…fight he just gone through. It’s as if he’s never even wounded.

Violet: Is that so? So, is he doing alright?

Male Doctor: Externally, at least.

Zafira: I want to see him. With my own eyes. (thoughts) I have to make sure he’s actually alright.

Violet: I share her sentiments too, Doctor.

Male Doctor: Very well, then. Follow me.

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The elevator was silent as the three of them waited for the elevator to reach its destination. Until the Doctor decided to spoke,

Male Doctor: Pardon me, Miss Zafira Spa-

Zafira: Zafira. Zafira binti Fikri.

Male Doctor: Eeek! Do-don’t hurt me!

Zafira: …

Zafira just glared at the doctor who comically squeal in fear and hid behind Violet, while Violet comically sweats.

Zafira: (thoughts) Pathetic.

Male Doctor: Oh, err, I-I mean…ehem, I was just wondering, if there’s anything else about the patient you could tell us-

Zafira: Go ask Violet. I told her everything I knew.

Inside the ambulance, on the way to the hospital.

Zafira stared at the unconscious body of Atma, in the middle of the ambulance with worry and despair.

Zafira: (thoughts) Can’t this ambulance go any faster?

Violet: Zafira.

Zafira is broken from her trance, and glares at Violet, which didn’t faze Violet.

Violet: I know we have some disagreements between us,

Zafira: (thoughts) No kidding.

Violet: But right now, I need you to tell me everything you know about him. The doctor needs to know everything about him in order to help him. Please, Zafira?

Zafira: Tch! Fine. Don’t expect much though.

Zafira: (thoughts) Not everything, of course. She doesn’t need to know that I beat up some gangsters.

Male Doctor: She did, but I like to get your perspec-

Zafira: Don’t make me repeat myself.

Doctor: Eeek!

Violet: Zafira, don’t be ru-

Ding!

As soon as the elevator door opened, Zafira walked out, followed by Violet with the doctor cowering behind her.

Zafira: Room number?

Doctor: Eek! I-t-it’s room number B3-10.

Immediately, Zafira head towards that room.

Violet: Zafira, wait!

Soon, the 11-year-old girl arrived in front of the room, followed by Violet and a panting doctor. The doors automatically open as Zafira was about to enter, when,

Crash!

Atma and Zafira crashed into each other, sending them sprawled on the floor.

Ouw!

Zafira: Ouw! Watch where you going!

Atma: Ouw…Sorry. Eh, Zafira?!

Zafira: Atma?

Atma: Zafira!

Zafira: Atma?!

Atma: Zafira!!

Zafira: Atma?!?!

Male Doctor: Dr. Frank!

Zafira stares incredulously at the Doctor, who responded with a sheepish grin.

Dr. Frank: Apologies. I just wanted to feel included.

Atma: Zafira, are you okay? That jerk didn’t hurt you, right?!

Zafira: E-excuse me?

Atma: I said, are you okay Zafira? That jerk was about to hurt you and…and…and…argh! I don’t remember!

Zafira: H-hold on. You…don’t remember?

Atma: No. Ergh, where’s that jerk?! I have to stop him-

Violet: He’s already defeated, Atma.

Atma: Wha?

Violet: He’s defeated, Atma. You don’t worry about him, it’s all over.

Atma: Wait, really? What about the others? Are they okay?!

Violet: They are all safe. They are currently being treated here. All thanks to you.

Atma: Thanks to me? For what?

Zafira: For defeating that freak. Giving what it deserves. But it appears your memory problems are much worser than it seems.

Atma: Wait, I defeated that jerk? Really?

Violet: Perhaps this will jog your memory, Atma?

Violet took out her phone before searching for a video and showing it towards Atma. The video in particular is a recording of the fight between Atma and the Hammer Monster.

Atma: Hey, that’s me! And Zafira. And that jerk…

Zafira: (thoughts) I’m recorded?! Scrap! Now I had just exposed myself on the damn Internet. Fantastic…

Violet: So, this is the last thing you remember, Atma?

Atma: Yeah! What happen next? Zafira’s going to be okay, right?

Violet: …How about you see it for yourself? Tell me if it’s too much for you, okay?

Atma: Hmm? Okay.

As Violet resumes the video. Atma’s eye widened in surprise as he saw himself changing colours. From sky blue and red to glowing ominous dark purple. Two jet blades materialize on his wrists, before he performs a slashing motion to unleash a dark energy slash. Disrupting the monster’s shockwave attack, protecting Zafira. All Atma could say to this is,

Atma: COOL!!!

If human eyes could shine, Atma’s eyes would be shining bright like a star. His eyes gleam with delight, wonder, and excitement as he watches himself beating the tar out of the monster, while his wounds regenerate.

Atma: Woah…I can do that? Is that why I don’t feel hurt anymore? Awesome…

Then, he saw himself taking out a card before changing forms. Which made Atma even more ecstatic.

Atma: Woah! I look even more cooler!

Zafira: (thoughts) So he really doesn’t remember, huh…So his purple form change is a fluke? And his behaviour…he’s no longer being cold and serious…

Atma reach into his holster, and to his excitement found 2 cards.

Atma: Yes!

Each card has different images. One has the yellow volt patterns. The other has the image of a shockwave. Yet both cards have blue backgrounds.

Excitedly, Atma attempts to insert one of the cards into his belt.

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…But nothing happens.

Atma: Eh?

Zafira: Huh?

Atma tried again. And again. And again. But to no avail.

Zafira: (thoughts) He couldn’t use those things now? But why?

Atma: Auw…these things don’t work!

Violet: Pardon me, Atma.

Atma: Yes, pretty girl?

Violet: Ufufu, pretty girl? As much as I like that name, I prefer if you call me Violet.

Atma: Oh. Alright Violet.

Violet: Anyway,  Zafira told me that you lost your memories, that you can’t remember your past? Is this true?

Atma: Yup. I don’t remember a thing at all.

Violet: So, it’s true? You don’t remember your mother?

Atma: I don’t even know what that is. All I remember is a woman calling me “son”-

Mother: Please, call me Mother.

Atma: As you wish.

Atma: …Wait. Wait, wait, wait! I remember! I know what a mother is! I know who my mother is!

Zafira: You do?!

Violet: You do?

Atma: Yeah! She was…I was…there was…

…

….err…shoot, how do I say this?

Violet: Take it easy, Atma. Don’t force yourself.

Atma: But I remember something! It’s…I…err…umm…

Zafira: …You don’t know how to explain it?

Atma: Yeah, that!

Zafira: (thoughts) Wonderful.

Violet: It’s okay, Atma. Just take it easy. We’ll figure this out together.

Atma: Really?

Violet: Of course! But right now, we must prioritize something else. Like finding a place for you to stay once you get out of here.

Atma: Stay?

Violet: Of course! You didn’t expect to spend the night at the place you first woke up, right?

Atma: …Well, I’m fine with tha-

Violet: No.

Violet spoke sternly.

Violet: You’re not sleeping outside, Atma. Not when you could live with me and Zafira.

Zafira: What?!

Atma: Live with Zafira? And you?

Zafira: Are you serious?!

Violet: Oh? Do you have any objections with my decision, Zafira?

Atma: You don’t want me to live with you, Zafira?

Zafira: N-no! Of course, not.

Violet: Good. Glad we agree on something.

Atma: Yes! I get to live with Zafira-

Violet: Oh, but before that Atma, I need you to promise me something. You know what a promise is, right?

Zafira: …

Atma: Yup…maybe. What do you want me to promise, Violet?

Violet: Promise me Atma, that you would not get into any more fights.

Atma: Wait, what? You mean I can’t beat up anymore jerks?

Violet: Exactly. I appreciate what you have done to save everyone today. You saved a lot of lives, Atma. But fighting criminals isn’t your job, Atma. It’s the police.

Atma: Err…what? Police?

Violet: Yes, the police. Police are the ones who should be fighting. Not you. You’re just a kid. You shouldn’t get yourself hurt fighting dangerous people.

Atma: …Alright. If you say so.

Violet: Good. That’s a promise then.

Zafira: (thoughts) Oh wow, trusting the cops. Surely this will not backfire.

Violet: That applies to you too, Zafira.

Zafira: !

Violet: I’ll let it slide this time. But if you sneak out of the house, and get involve with criminals again, you can say goodbye to your gadget.

Instinctively, Zafira clutches her watch tightly, worrying that Violet might grab her watch right this instant.

Violet: Am I clear, Zafira?

Zafira: …Crystal.

Atma: …Is everything okay with you two?

Zafira: It’s none of your business.

Atma: Alright.

Violet: Now, I believe you are supposed to check up on Atma, Doctor?

Doctor: Oh, err, right!

Atma: Check up?

Violet: Don’t worry. It will only take a while. Do as the doctor say, and I’ll take you out to a restaurant. Where you can eat anything, you want.

Atma: Really?!

To say Atma’s mouth is watering is an understatement.

Violet: Anything for you, Atma.

Zafira: …I’m going to the toilet.

Without waiting for a response, Zafira searches for a toilet while the Doctor starts his check up on Atma.

It didn’t take long for her to find a toilet. Once inside, she didn’t any enter any of the cubicles. Instead, she inspects her watch. And discovers the problem.

Zafira: (thoughts) Great. Just great. The mechanism is busted. Damaged. Broken. Urgh…this is what I get for meddling into others business…

…

…But even if this gadget still works, I’m still just an ordinary girl. All I have is this gadget and my average fighting skills. That freak…Who’s to say they wouldn’t be more? Who’s to say that…that traitor, who’s to say she don’t have any freaks up her sleeves?  If I can’t beat up even a single freak, how am I supposed to get my revenge?

…Well, Atma did defeat a freak. If I could manipulate him into fighting my battles…

Zafira smirk sinisterly…before she gasps in horror, as she realizes something.

Zafira: (thoughts) What am I thinking?! He saved my life, yet I’m trying to risk his? Trying to use him for my own means?!

Zafira shuddered in horror, as she realizes how evil her thoughts are.

Zafira: (thoughts) If I do that, I’m no different from that traitor! No, I need an alternate plan for my revenge…If there really is one…

Suddenly, one of the cubicles doors open.

And out came a man.

Zafira: …

Man: …

Zafira: …

Man: …

It was then, that Zafira came to a realization.

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Male Doctor: Congratulations, Atma. You are good to go.

Atma: Thanks Doctor.

Violet: We really appreciate what you have done.

Male Doctor: Just doing my job, Miss Spark.

Violet: You wait outside, Atma. I have some other things to talk with Doctor.

Atma: Alright.

Violet: Don’t forget to close the door, Atma.

Atma: No prob.

Soon, a cheerful Atma exited the room, when he notices Zaira just outside it, panting heavily.

Atma: Oh! Hi, Zafira.

Zafira didn’t respond. She just pulls her hoodie over, obscuring her blushing bright pink face.

Zafira: (thoughts) SCRAPSCRAPSCRAPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!  I entered the males bathroom! ARGH! ARGH! ARGH! GROSS, DISGUSTING, REVOLTING! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-

Atma: …You okay, Zafira?

Zafira: Y-yes! I’m…I’m okay. (thoughts) NO I’M NOOOOOOOTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT-

Atma: Oh, okay. If you say so.

Violet: Is everything alright here?

Violet spoke as she exits the room while carrying some documents in her other hand.

Atma: Everything’s fine, Violet. You’re done?

Violet: Yes, I am Atma. Now let’s get going. A brand new world is out there for you to see.

Atma: New world?

Zafira: …

Violet: Like I said, just wait and see. I guarantee you’ll like what you see.

Violet’s words ring true, because as soon as Atma step foot out of the hospital, he is greeted with an amazing sight.

Of tall buildings. Of modern vehicles. Of amazing technology. Of people, walking around in fabulous clothes and the latest gadgets.

Of a large, bustling, technologically advanced city.

Atma: Whoa…

Violet: Welcome Atma, to Grand Perdana City. More specifically, the Great District

Atma’s eyes gleam with wonder, excitement, and delight.

Zafira doesn’t share his sentiments though.

Atma: This looks so cool!

Zafira: (thoughts) Yes. So cool that only the upper class can reap the benefits, while the lower class have to settle for the “Poor” District.

Little Girl: Look mama!

A little in girl in white attire points at Atma excitedly. Which her mother responds by hurriedly dragging her daughter away, with fear in her eyes. Which confuses her daughter.

Atma: So fast. I didn’t even get to say hello.

Zafira: …

Just then, a loud vrooming noise rang in the air. Before a car screeched to a stop, right in front of them. The car in question is a big, expensive silver car with tinted glasses. A car familiar to Zafira, much to her chagrin.

Zafira: (thoughts) Oh, great. Violet’s family chauffeur.

Atma: Whoah…so cool!

Car: Ohoho, I see you are a passenger of culture!

Atma: Whoa, you can talk?! Even cooler!

Zafira: Of course not. There’s a person inside the car. (thoughts) Who happens to be a complete weirdo.

Car Driver: Y-y-yes! That’s definitely true. I am just the car driver, Rode, driving this amazing car. Hohohohoho!

Zafira: (thoughts) See what I mean?

Car Driver Rode: A-a-anyway, passenger Zafira. I see you finally seen the light, and decided to ride inside this car. Hohohohoho! I’ve been waiting for this moment for ages!

Violet just chuckles, while Zafira groans heavily.

Zafira: Urgh…(thoughts) Let’s just get this over with.

Reluctantly, Zafira entered the car, followed by an excited Atma, while Violet takes the front seat. In the driver’s seat, is what seems to be an adult male wearing a helmet, that fully covers his entire head. Making him look even more like a weirdo.

Atma: Whoah, what’s that on your head?

Atma is about to touch the driver’s helmet, when Violet stops him.

Violet: Sorry Atma, but please don’t touch him. Rode doesn’t like to be touched.

Rode: Y-yeah, kid. Just stay in your seat.

Atma: Whoops. Sorry.

Rode: Alright everyone, buckle your seatbelts, everyone and prepare for the best ride of your lives!

As the car cruised through the city, heading to its destination, Atma observe in wonder as the sights of the city pass by.

Atma: Whoah…Look Zafira, there’s so many cool things! Zafira?

Zafira: What?

Unlike Atma, Zafira just sits in her seat with boredom.

Atma: You oka-

GRUUU

Atma: Urgh! Ouw.

Zafira bored expression is immediately replaced with concern.

Zafira: (thoughts) His hunger returned?

Zafira: Take it easy, Atma. We’re almost the-

Rode: And here’s our destination!

The trio step out of the car as the car right in front of a large, fancy restaurant. A fragrant smell waft through the air.

Atma: Wow, this place smells nice.

Violet: Glad you like it, Atma. Come on.

Rode: And I’ll be waiting here. Hohoho!

Zafira: Urgh…

A waiter at the entrance greets Violet.

Waiter: Greetings Miss Spark. May I take your-eek!

Suddenly, the waiter squealed in fright, like a little girl, much to Violet and Atma’s confusion.

Atma: What’s wrong?

The waiter shakingly points at Atma. Atma responds by looking behind himself.

Atma: …what are you looking at?

Not just the waiter, several other workers and customers shudder in fear upon noticing Atma. Some already comically fainting. And some, looking with disgust. Zafira scowls immensely, knowing what is going on.

Atma: Is everyone alright? What’s wrong?

Waiter: D-d-don’t come near me! Y-y-you mon-

Violet: I suggest you watch what you say, sir.

Violet voice grew stern as she glares at the waiter, causing the waiter to shudder in fear pathetically.

Waiter: Y-y-yes, Miss Spark!

Violet: Go reserve a table for 3.

Waiter: R-right away, Miss Spark.

Zafira: I’m not hungry.

Atma: But I am! I wonder how tasty the food is.

Turns out, not at all.

Atma tries to savour the western food (with Violet literally spoon-feeding him) but some reason it doesn’t feel as tasty like the food he tried at Pak Majid’s restaurant.

Violet: Do you not like the food, Atma?

Atma: Ergh…No. It feels…. different.

Zafira: (thoughts) Gee, I wonder why.

Atma: Also, what are these guys looking at?

He refers to the most of the restaurant occupants’ behaviour. Who keeps staring at him in fear and disgust.

Violet: Don’t mind them-

Zafira: At you.

Atma: Me? Why? Is there something on me?

Violet: It’s nothing, Atma. They just-

Suddenly, Violet’s handphone ring. Violet takes out her phone, and gasps in shock upon seeing who is calling her.

Atma: Hmm?

Click

Violet: Lanzhu?

A whooshing breath sounds over the phone. Before a girl’s voice speaks,

Lanzhu: *cough* Hello, old friend. What a coincidence seeing you here in this restaurant.

Violet: Lanzhu?!

Lanzhu: Come met me at the back. I would have gone in, but *cough* I doubt the owner would let me in.

Violet: Wait there, Lanzhu!

She turns towards Atma and Zafira as she informs them,

Violet: Wait here, you two. I have a business to attend to.

Atma: Do you need help?

Violet: Thanks, but no thanks Atma. I can handle it-oof! Sorry!

In her haste, Violet accidently bumps into an adult woman with dark skin wearing an earpiece. She gives a quick apology and then run out of the restaurant. The dark woman decides to shrug it off and went to her table.

Violet immediately rushed out of the restaurant, and head to the back alley. Where she saw a Chinese girl around her age. Wearing such a…striking outfit. An outfit that looks like a rainbow vomit on her. A mismatch of colours. An asymmetrical pattern. One of her sleeves is rolled up, the other not. But what’s most striking is the cylindrical object sticking out of her mouth…

Violet: Lanzhu!

Immediately, she slaps away the cylindrical object, snapping it in half.

Violet: You told me you quit!

Lanzhu: Ergh, way to ruin my fun, Vi.

Violet: Fun? FUN?! Smoking is not fun-wait.

It was then that Violet notice something odd. Mainly that the object she slaps away isn’t emitting smoke. Rather, the object looks like…a pocky stick.

Violet: You…aren’t smoking?

Lanzhu’s response is to laugh long and loud in Violet’s face.

Lanzhu: HAHAHAH! I can’t believe you fell for that! Still falling for my tricks, huh?

Violet scowl at Lanzhu’s prank…before smiling warmly at Lanzhu.

Violet: It’s good to see you, Lanzhu. It’s been so long…(thoughts) Ever since that incident…

Lanzhu: I could say the same to you, Vi. Finally got yourself a boyfriend, huh?

Violet: Pardon?

Lanzhu: You know? That guy you were literally spoon-feeding. The one who’s been on the news lately? Gotta say, I didn’t expect you to date a superhero-

Violet: What?! No! He’s a kid! Why would I date him? And I’m pretty sure he has feelings for Zafira.

Lanzhu: Really? Then, he clearly needs better taste.

Violet: Don’t be rude to my sister, Lanzhu.

Lanzhu: The “sister” who treats you like ****?

Violet: She just lost her mother, Lanzhu.

Lanzhu: And you were fatherless since birth, yet I don’t see you acting like a *****. In fact, you’re the most goody-goody two shoes I’ve ever meet.

Violet attempts to argue further, but decided against it. And tries to change the topic.

Violet: So…what are you doing here, Lanzhu? Why did you call me here? You didn’t call me just to prank me, right?

Lanzhu: Nah, I called you for a prank.

Violet: …Pardon?

Lanzhu: You see, I was feeling so booored, so I decided to get up to my old tricks-

Violet: No.

Lanzhu: Hey, you didn’t let my finish!

Violet: I’m not letting you stink bomb a restaurant, Lanzhu. Again.

Lanzhu: Oh, come on! It will be fun!

Violet: I’m not letting you ruin another business, Lanzhu.

Lanzhu: Even when they’re asking for it?

Violet: Yes.

Lanzhu: Urgh. Still the same goody-goody two shoes-

Restaurants occupants: KYAA!

A scream from inside the restaurant interrupts them.

Violet: Hmm? What’s going on?

Lanzhu: Eh, those morons are probably freaking out over nothing-

Suddenly, Violet’s phone rings. She answered the phone to see it came from her chauffeur.

Violet: Rode?

Lanzhu: Yo, Rhodey! How’s it going, bro?!

Rode: Get out of there, Master Violet! Right now!

Violet: Rode? What’s wrong? Is everything alright?

Rode: I just saw some monsters walking into the restaurant!

Violet: What?!

Several minutes ago…

Atma watch in curiosity as Violet left them.

Atma: I wonder what’s that about.

Zafira: It’s none of your business, Atma.

Atma: Fine…so...why are these guys looking at me?

Zafira: Because they fear you. Because they hate you. Because they think you’re a monster.

Atma: A monster?

Zafira: …They think you’re no different from that jerk that beat you up.

Atma: …what?

Atma scowl into extreme confusion, trying to comprehend what the heck Zafira is talking about.

Atma: Are you serious? Do these guys really think that? I look way different than that jerk. For one, I look way cooler.

Zafira: These morons don’t think so. They think you’re just as bad as that freak.

Atma: WHAT?!

Atma’s abruptly stand up from his chair as he exclaims in anger. His loud outburst shocks the restaurant, causing some of the occupants to cower and hide in fear. The dark skin woman being the exception, as she observes Atma.

Dark skinned woman: …

Atma: I’m just as bad?! How?! That jerk is the one hurting other people, not me!...Right? I didn’t hurt anyone, right?

Zafira: You didn’t. But those morons think you will. Because of your powers.

Atma: Hah? What’s wrong with my powers? They’re cool!

Zafira: These morons think otherwise. They think you’re gonna hurt them with your powers.

Atma: They think I’m gonna…hurt them?

Atma’s eyes start to water as his voice tremble, much to Zafira’s concern.

Zafira: Just ignore them, Atma! These morons only think about themselves. They don’t care about you, and never will.

Atma: R-really? I just…ignore them?

Zafira: Yes! Just ignore them. (thoughts) Just like how I ignore others. To avoid another betrayal…

Atma: Is that so…You know what?

Suddenly, Atma sad expression completely disappears. Replaced by a triumphant and proud expression, to Zafira’s surprise.

Atma:  You’re right! Screw these losers! I’ll just ignore these morons. Heh!

Zafira: (thoughts)…Huh. That’s an abrupt mood change. Not that I’m complaining.

Atma: These jerks couldn’t even make tasty food.

Zafira: (thoughts) Truer words have never been spoken.

Atma: Besides, who needs them when I have you?

Zafira: …what?

Atma: You saved me. You gave me food. You care for me. I don’t have to care about these losers when I have you, super cool Zafira! Seriously, thank you!

Zafira is stunned. Not expecting those words coming from his mouth.

Atma: Thanks, Zafira. You’re super cool! Love ya!

Zafira: (thoughts) Wait…he said something like this before. Saying it with no shame…how earnest…but…

Zafira: I…hate to say this, Atma, especially after you saved me.

Atma: Huh?

Zafira: …But I’m merely repaying you for saving me. That’s…all there is to it.

Atma: Hah? Didn’t you save me first? If anything, I should be repaying you.

Zafira: Saved you? All I did is beat up a bunch of gangsters. You on the other hand, defeated a superpowered freak.

Atma: So? You still saved me, when nobody else will. When I needed help, you helped me. While looking super cool.

Zafira: I only saved you because…because…because…(thoughts)…wait, why did I help him in the first place…?

Atma: Because of what, Zafira?

Restaurants occupants: KYAA!

Zafira: (thoughts) For the love of-what’s their problem now?!

Atma: Oi, shut it! I’m trying to talk to-eh?

Zafira: !

Zafira & Atma nearly fell out of their seats in shock. As three menacing looking monsters walk in to the restaurant. Unlike the Hammer Monster however, these three monsters didn’t wield a hammer. Rather, one of their hands is a claw, like that of a crane’s claw.

Claw Monster 1: (Mocking) Oi, waiter. Where’s my reservation?

Waiter: Ee…eek…

Claw Monster 3: Err…do we really need to do this?

Claw Monster 2: And miss out on even more money? Be real.

Claw Monster 1: Yeah! And all we had to do…

Slash!

ARGH!
KYAA!!!

Claw Monster 1: Is stir up some trouble!

People scream in horror as the waiter crumple to the floor, red staining his clothes. Atma and Zafira look on in shock and fear.

In an instant, the restaurant erupted into chaos. Waiters and customers run around, trying to escape the dreadful monsters. Some were not so lucky.

Claw Monster 2: Come here!

Suddenly, the claw monster extends his claw hand, like a crane before grabbing one of the fleeing customers. The customer yell in pain as the claw dug into her skin. But the monster didn’t care. He just swings his claw hand, sending the customer flying into another fleeing customer, causing them both to crash into a glass wall.

Claw Monster 2: Boom! Two-in-One! Haha!

The Monster cackled in glee as they continue on tearing up the restaurant, and anyone unfortunate enough to cross their way.

Blam! Blam! Blam!

Several gunshots interrupted the monsters. The monsters are barely affected by the shots, which came from a gun.

Fired by the dark skin woman, as she talks into her earpiece.

Dark skinned woman: Monster Attack at Vivas Le Restaurant! I repeat, Monster Attack at Vivas le Restaurant! Requesting backup and armour! No, I’m not joking! This is serious, damn it! Transmitting life feed, now!

Then, she glances at Atma and Violet.

Dark skinned woman: Kids, get away from here.

Atma: Eh?

Almost immediately, several beams of digital energy, seemingly fired from out of nowhere materialize in the restaurant. One even hitting the dark skin woman. Before, from those beams, several more police officers materialized. Complete in body armour. Even the dark skin woman is wearing a body armour right now.

Backup Police: Freeze! This is the police!

Claw Monster 1: Yo! The city cops have come to play!

Claw Monster 2: Heheheh! Now this is getting more interesting!

Atma: Oh! So, this are the po-

Zafira: Follow me! Now!

Atma: Oh! Okay!

As gunshots fire in the air, Zafira drags Atma as she searches for a back exit.

Zafira: (thoughts) Where is it? Where is it? Where is-

Lanzhu: Yo, there they are!

Violet: Zafira! Atma!

Atma: Violet!

A tearful Violet run up towards the them, along with Lanzhu. Which grab Zafira’s and Atma’s attention.

Atma: ...whoa.

Zafira: (thoughts) ...That’s some fashion style.

Violet: Are you two alright?

Atma: We’re fine! What about you. And that other guy?

Lanzhu: Yo! The name’s Lanzhu-

Argh!

Crack!

Smash!

Despite the superior numbers, none of the police members could even scratch the monsters. The monsters on the other hand, are maniacally beating up any police members they can get their hands on. And with their extendable range, that isn’t so hard to do.

Lanzhu: Sheesh, this is wilder than any party I’ve ever gone through.

Violet: Lanzhu, be serious! We have to find another way out. There are too many people using the back exit right now.

Argh!

Kyaa!

Atma watch in horror and sorrow, as one by one the police officers are slashed, grabbed, and brutally taken out by the monsters. People panicking and wailing in despair and fear. Crying for help.

He can’t stand by any longer.

Lanzhu: Easy! We just go out by the windo-

Atma: You guys go ahead. I’m gonna help the cops beat those jerks!

Zafira/Violet: What?!

Zafira: Why?!

Atma: Because they need my help!

Violet: Atma, I told you to let the police handle this.

Argh!

Another policemen screamed in pain as he is brutally tossed through a glass wall. Much to everyone’s shock and horror.

Atma: …I don’t think they can handle those jerks alone. Besides, if I don’t help them, more people will get hurt.

Zafira: You mean the people who think you’re a monster? That’s who you want to help?

Atma: …Yes. I know these guys are morons. But-

Zafira: But don’t bother. It’s none of your-

Atma: If I don’t bother, then who else is?! Who else is gonna help these guys?

Zafira: What does it matter? Just ignore them.

Atma: What?! No! Why would I do that?!

Zafira: Because they have nothing to do with you. You don’t know them; they don’t know you.

Atma: Why does that matter? They’re still gonna get hurt if nobody helps them. Just like I would have gotten hurt if you didn’t help me.

Zafira: That’s…that’s completely different!

Atma: How?! You help me when nobody else will. You saved me. And now these guys need someone to help them. To save them. Because nobody else could. Unless you know someone else who could help?!

Violet: Atma, you promised. You promised me you won’t fight anymore. Remember, Atma?

Atma: …then I’m guess I’m not staying with you guys.

With that, Atma immediately rush to confront the monsters. Leaving Zafira and Violet, much to their horror, fear and frustration.

Zafira & Violet: Atma!

Zafira: Get back here, damn it!

But it was too late.

Violet: Atma…

Lanzhu: Damn…that’s some shonen protag speech there.

Zafira: Shut up! Argh! Seriously, Atma? You’re risking your life for these people?!

Lanzhu: What’s the big deal? He beat one before. Surely, he can beat-

Zafira: That’s a fluke! He doesn’t even remember that fight! And now he’s gonna get himself killed!

Smash!

Another police officer is thrown through a table, falling unconscious.

Claw Monster 2: 8-7 baby! Haha!

Claw Monster 1: It’s a tie, you moron.

Claw Monster 2: So, a tiebreaker huh? Heheh.

Claw Monster 1: Yeah. That’s the only one left, after all.

The two monsters glare sinisterly at the sole remaining police officer, the dark skin woman taking cover behind a table.

Policewoman: Damn it! We’ve been firing at these things non-stop, yet not even a scratch?

Suddenly, her cover was pulled away by both monsters. Before they both smashed the table into smithereens.

The Policewoman is now defenceless.

Claw Monster 1: On 3.

Claw Monster 2: 1…

Claw Monster 1: 2…

Atma: Don’t hurt her!

With his jet boost, Atma immediately appears in front of both monsters. Before delivering a punch to both of them. Taking them by surprise.

Then, Atma focus on one monster as he continues his punching barrage.

Atma: Take this! And this! And-ow!

Unfortunately, the monster caught Atma’s hand with claw hand, hurting Atma.

Claw Monster 1: Ho…so this is the freak that defeated that Hammer loser. Heh! I expected more to be honest.

Atma: Let, ow, me go!

Claw Monster 1: Make me!

Suddenly, the monster lift Atma high in the air, before smashing him on the floor.

Atma: Argh!

The monster lift Atma again, before smashing him. Again.

And again.

And again.

Dealing immense pain towards Atma.

Atma: Urgh!

Before the monster swing Atma in the air, and then throwing Atma far away, sending him crashing into a wall.

Atma: Argh!

Zafira/Violet: Atma!

Zafira & Violet gasp in horror as they watch the horrifying scene.

Atma: Urgh…Zafira? Violet?

Claw Monster 1: Hah! This brat is so light! It’s like lifting paper!

Claw Monster 2: Wait, seriously? Hah! I wanna have a go!

The second monster fires his claw hand at Atma, trying to grab him.

Atma: Urgh…

Zafira: Dodge, Atma!

Atma: Huh?!

Barely, just barely, Atma evade the claw hand, which lodge itself into the wall behind Atma.

Atma: Hah…hah…

Zafira: (thoughts) Close!

Claw Monster 2: Oi, don’t interfere brat!

The monster tries to pull his arm back, but couldn’t. A realization dawn upon him. His hand is stuck in the wall.

Claw Monster 1: Hah! You actually got stuck! Let a pro handle this!

He grabs an overturn chair before chucking it at Atma, who quickly dodges. But it’s only distraction for the monster to fire his claw at Atma, trying to grab him…

Zafira: Dodge, Atma!

Which Atma did. Barely. As the claw hand barely graze his face. Then, an idea came to Zafira.

Zafira: Grab the cable!

Atma: Got it!

Before the monster could retract his claw hand, Atma tightly grab of the hand cable. The monster tries to retract his claw hand,

Zafira: Atma, pull back!

Atma: Hiyah!

Which Atma responds by pulling in the opposite direction. Making it an intense tug of war. Each trying to fight for dominance.

Claw Monster 1: Oi! Let go brat!

Atma: Ergh, make me!

Zafira: Atma, pull harder!

Atma: Hiyargh!

With encouragement from Zafira, Atma pull on the claw hand with a strong jet boost.

Snapping the monster’s cable in half.

Claw Monster 1: Argh! That’s hurts, you brat!

Atma: Good! Because it’s only gonna hurt more for you! Hiyah!

With a jet boost, Atma charge towards the monster before punching him in the face.

Claw Monster 1: Ergh! You!

The monster countered by punching Atma with his only hand.

Atma: Argh! Grr!

So Atma punch back.

Which the Monster punch back.

Which Atma punch back.

And so on, and so forth. The two fighters trade blows with each other, determine to take out the other one. But because Atma has two hands, he is able to overwhelm the monster. Before,

Atma: DUAL JET PUNCH!

Atma sent the monster flying, crashing into a table.

Claw Monster 1: Urgh! You annoyi-erk!

Suddenly, the monster felt a sharp pain on his stomach. The monster clutches his stomach, only to find red liquid leaking from his stomach.

The same red liquid staining Atma’s jet blades on his wrist. Much to Atma’s joy.

Atma: Hah…hah…Nice-

Zafira: Behind you!

Claw Monster 2: Rragh!

The second monster slashed at Atma from behind.

Atma: Argh! Grr!

Atma retaliates with an elbow strike, which sent the monster several steps back, reeling in pain.

Claw Monster 2: You brat! Hiyargh!

Atma: You jerk! Hiyargh!

The two rushes at each other, swinging their weapons at each other. Claw vs Blade.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Sparks flew into the air as their weapons clash with each other. Each trying to overpower the other. But the odds seem to be against Atma.

Atma: Hah…hah…hah…

Claw Monster 2: Heh! Worn out already, brat?

Atma: Shut…up!

Atma tries to go for a punch when he suddenly feels his shoulder aching. Hard.

Atma: Argh!

The injuries he has accumulated is taking a toll on his body. The monster took this chance to punch Atma with the claw hand, before grabbing Atma by the stomach,

Atma: Urk!

Lifting Atma into the air, before smashing him into the ground.

Atma: Argh!

Blue liquid splutters from Atma’s mouth, as the monster keeps on lifting and smashing Atma into the ground. While Atma struggles to do anything.

Atma: Ouw…

Violet couldn’t bear to watch, while Zafira grunts in frustration.

Zafira: (thoughts) Damn it, damn it, damn it! Do something Atma! Go into that purple mode of yours!

Claw Monster 2: Hah! This is almost easy!

Lanzhu: Yeah! Boring! How about a little spice?

Claw Monster 2: Eh?

Zafira: Eh?

Violet: Lanzhu?

Suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere, Lanzhu appears behind the monster.

Before shoving a stink bomb into the monster’s open mouth.

Claw Monster 2: Gak! Uwek! What is this?!

This distracts the monster, as he drops Atma on the ground, stopping his relentless assault on Atma.

Atma: Ouw! Ergh…

Zafira notices a chance.

Zafira: Atma, trip it up!

Atma: Huh? O-okay!

Before the monster could react, Atma sweep kick the monster at the leg. Tripping up the monster, and causing the monster to crash into a table.

SP BAR FULL. ABILITY READY

Atma: Eh?

Zafira: Eh? (thoughts) That feeling again…

Atma: SP Bar?

Mother: I’ve heard you have this…what’s it called? Skill bar? What does it do?

Atma:  It enables the usage of my Ability Cards.

Atma: Of course! I can’t believe I forgot that!

Immediately, Atma reach for his holster, before taking out a card,

Atma: VOLT!

Zafira: (thoughts) He’s using his card?

Claw Monster 2: Ergh…you!

Zafira: Faster, Atma!

The claw monster got up and tries to attack Atma. Before Atma quickly inserts his card.

And two blue and red magical glyphs appear. One on top and one below Atma.

To say Zafira & Violet are surprised is an understatement.

Zafira: (thoughts) That’s new…

Just as the monster is about to slash Atma, a yellow electricity aura shot out from both magical glyphs. Engulfing Atma, and shocking the monster.

BZZT

Claw Monster 2: ERK-!

While Atma doesn’t feel any pain. Instead, the electricity forms yellow voltage patterns around Atma. Before the glyphs dissipates, and left Atma, with a transformed attire.

His blue and red colours still remain, but now has the addition of yellow volt patterns.

This is,

Atma: VOLT MODE!

Zafira: Woah…

The monster groan in pain, as the electric aura left him with temporary paralysis.

A perfect chance for Atma to punch the monster.

Atma: VOLT PUNCH!

Claw Monster 2: Urk-!

Now it’s Atma’s turn to be relentless as he unleashes his barrage of punches. But not just mere punches. Every time Atma’s attacks made contact with the monster, it delivers a volt surge to the monster. Shocking the monster and paralyzing it. And this keeps on going no matter how many times Atma attacks.

Lanzhu: Woohoo! Go kid!

Atma: Take this! And this! And this!

Zafira: (thoughts) Hmm…so theoretically, Atma could stun-lock anyone he fights, as long as he keeps making contact. So, in close quarters combat, this form is practically unstoppable…

Atma: Ouw!

Suddenly, his body ache up, as he is still worn out from all the beating he took.

Atma: Ouw…hah…hah…

Which the other monster takes advantage. As he grabs a table with his remaining hand, before throwing it at Atma.

Claw Monster 1: Rragh!

Zafira: Atma, watch out!

Blam! Blam! Blam!

In just a few shots, the table is shredded to pieces by gunshots. Courtesy of Violet. Who uses a gun from one of the unconscious police officers.

Zafira: Eh?

Claw Monster 1: ARGH! Stop interfering, you pieces of-URK!

Atma shuts up the monster with a Volt Punch.

Then another.

And another.

And soon, the monster is in stun-locked state. Helpless against Atma’s relentless barrage.

Atma: Hah…hah...hah…

Lanzhu: Woohoo! Go kid! Finish that monster!

Claw Monster 1: You…ergh…what are…you…

Atma: …I don’t know.

Claw Monster 1: Huh?

Atma: I…hah…can’t remember anything. I…hah…don’t know who the heck am I. Hah…But what I do know…is that I can’t let you hurt anymore people!

Suddenly, by instinct, Atma click on his belt.

FINISHER ACTIVE!

Atma: Eh?

Which causes Atma’s chest crystal starts to glow, attracting everyone’s attention. Especially Atma. Suddenly, at that moment, something surges through Atma’s mind. A feeling…like he has done this before. Like he knows what to do. Like he knows how to finish his foes, once and for all.

Fwoosh!

Atma’s leg thrusters activates before he delivers a,

Atma: VOLT UPPERCUT KICK

To the monster in the face, kicking the monster upward and sending the monster flying up into the ceiling.

Smash!

Claw Monster 1: Urgh…

Thanks to gravity, the monster didn’t stay there long as the monster fall down. But Atma is prepared for that, as he activates his thrusters and leap into the air. Right next to the falling monster.

Before with a boost, kick the monster again. Sending the monster flying into another monster.

Claw Monsters: Urgh!

Atma: Hah…hah…hah…

His body is aching all over. Sweat pours out of his body. Blue liquid drips from his mouth. Yet Atma stills stand triumphantly…in mid-air. Hovering in mid-air. While his jet blades detach from his arm and attach to his leg. As Atma emits a yellow voltage aura.

Zafira: (thoughts) Atma…can fly?! Wait, what am I talking about? Why wouldn’t he? He has jet for weapons…

Things gets even more…magical as a magical glyph appears on top of the two monsters, taking everyone by surprise.

Zafira: (thoughts) That thing again…

Atma: Hiyah!

Activating the thrusters inside his body, Atma launches a,

Atma: FINISHER: VOLT AERIAL KICK!

In a flash, Atma’s flying kick made contact with the magical glyph. Before his finisher went straight through the monsters! Delivering a strong surge of voltage to the monsters,

Claw Monsters: ARGH!!!-

BOOM!

Before a dramatic explosion erupts, engulfing the monsters,

Zafira/Violet: Atma!

Once the dust and smoke dissipate, it reveals two unconscious males. Crumpled on the floor in an undignified position. No longer looking like monsters.

While Atma on the other hand, is standing tall and proud. It’s like the explosion didn’t affect him. Despite his attire returning back to red and blue, and his chest crystal stops glowing, Atma doesn’t feel any pain. In fact, he feels…rejuvenated. Even his mouth stop bleeding.

Atma: Whoah! I…I feel awesome!

MATERIALIZING…

Atma: Hmm?

GRAPPLE WEAPON

Just like before, a card materializes in mid-air. Much to Atma’s amazement.

Atma: Whoa...Cool! Zafira, look what I got-

Slash!

Sizzle…

Atma’s face remain emotionless as he melts the robot in front of him. Turning it into a pile of molten metal.

Mother: Atma, come here. I brought you some food.

Atma: I haven’t finished training, mother.

Mother: Is that so? It seems this rendang would become cold.

Atma: …If you say so, mother.

Atma: Eh? What the?

Violet: Are you alright, Atma?

Atma: I-

Zafira: Atma, there’s another one!

Zafira furiously points to the single remaining Claw Monster. Who squeaked in fear upon being pointed at.

Atma: You! Hiyargh!

With a thruster boost, Atma charged towards the monster. Ready for a jet punch-

Claw Monster 3: Wait, wait, wait, I surrender!

Screech!

Atma immediately stopped himself, just as his fist was about to touch the monster.

Atma: Wait, what?

Claw Monster 3: I s-said I surrender!

Atma: Surrender?

Zafira: That freak’s lying, Atma! Finish it, now!

Atma: Really?

Claw Monster: Wait, I’m not lying! Honest! I swear!

Zafira: Then why are you still in your monster form? Do you need a good punch just like your allies here?!

Atma: Oh, you’re right! Be a human back! Now!

Claw monster: Okay, okay, okay! I’ll do it! Just…promise you wouldn’t hit me?

Atma: No prob-

Zafira: Either you change back, or let Atma do it for you!

Claw Monster: Okay, okay, okay! I’ll change back!

The Claw Monster soon, reluctantly, morphed back into his human form.

Lanzhu: Sheesh! And I thought your monster form is hideous.

Ex-Monster:  Hey, I’m not that ugly-

Zafira: Oi! You’re one of the bastards who beat up Atma before!

Ex-Monster: Eek! I-I-I-

Atma: Hey, yeah! I remember you! You bastard!

Atma pulled his fist back, ready for a jet punch,

Ex-Monster: Wait, wait, wait! Please don’t hurt me!

Atma: You and those others jerks keep beating me up, even when I told you to stop. And you want me to do the same to you?! You haven’t even said sorry!

Ex-Monster: Wait, wait, wait! I-I’m sorry!

Zafira: What about these victims?! Sorry isn’t gonna cut it!

Ex-Monster: T-t-that’s not me! It’s the other two! I swear!

Zafira: Excuses!

Ex-Monster: I-I’ll do anything! I’ll make up for it. I swear! Just…just please don’t hurt me. I-I’ll turn myself to the police. I promise I wouldn’t commit any more crimes! I’ll be a good, law-abiding citizen! I swear!

Zafira: Yeah, right! Finish this freak off for good, Atma.

Atma: What? Why?

Zafira: Why what?

Atma: Why should I finish him off?

Zafira: …Are you serious?

Atma: Yeah?

Zafira: Because this freak hurt tried to hurt you, duh! What else could it be?

Atma: I know that. But he said he’s sorry.

Zafira: You forgive this freak?!

Atma: Why not?

Zafira: Are you serious?! This freak attacked you, even when you said stop. Why wouldn’t you return the favour?!

Atma: Because I’m not a jerk? I’m not gonna hurt people who said sorry.

Violet: And I’m proud of that, Atma.

Zafira glared at Violet, who approaches Atma with a warm smile.

Violet: You could have gone for revenge, Atma. But you choose to be the bigger person, Atma.

Zafira: Tch! (thoughts) Pretentious rich prat.

Atma: No, I’m not. This guy is much bigger than me.

Violet: Ufufu.

After chuckling to herself, Violet turn towards the ex-monster, who jumped in fright.

Ex-Monster: W-w-what do you want?

Violet: You said you want to make up for what you have done, right?

Ex-Monster: Y-yes, I do! I’ll do anything!

Violet: Then turn yourself to the police, share anything you know about these…”monster forms” to the police, and repent for your sins. You can do that, right?

Police Officer: Halt!

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a male police chief, with a very, very big moustache charges into the restaurant, before pointing at Atma.

Police Chief: You are under arrest!

Zafira: (thoughts) What.

Atma: Wha?

Police Chief: Don’t move! Stay there, you…freak!

Dark-skinned Police Woman: Chief Sarj?

Chief Sarj: Ah, you! Arrest this thing, immediately!

Zafira: (thoughts) You piece of-He saved your officers lives, you pathetic cop!

Dark-skinned Police Woman: Alright, Chief. You!

The policewoman points at the ex-monster.

Ex-Monster: Y-y-yes?

Police Woman: You are under arrest!

Ex-Monster: Y-y-yes! I s-s-surrender.

The ex-monster complies as the policewoman slap on a magnetic cuff on him.

Atma: Oh, so that’s what arrest means!

Chief Sarj: What are you doing?!

Police Woman: Hmm? Oh, right!

She extends her hands towards Violet.

Police Woman: Would you mind returning it, Miss Violet?

Violet: No problem, Miss.

Complying, Violet hands over the police gun she is holding to the policewoman.

Chief Sarj: That’s not…I…your job is to arrest that th-!

?: What is the meaning of this?!

Atma: Hmm?

Lanzhu: (sarcastic)Oh, great.

Suddenly, a Chinese woman enters the restaurant, and walks up to Violet. This woman is wearing a silver, very fashionable, very expensive dress while walking in a haughty manner. Despite the blatant difference in attire, this woman’s face has a striking resemblance to Lanzhu.

Violet: Mrs. Wang! G-g-greetings!

Mrs. Wang: Greetings, Miss Violet. It’s been so long since I’ve met you. I see you still looking out for my daughter, Lanzhu. No words can express how grateful I am for your deed in saving in my daughter.

Lanzhu just roll her eyes.

Atma: Daughter?

Zafira: It means she’s that girl’s(Lanzhu) mother.

Atma: Wha?

Violet: Oh, I didn’t do anything Mrs. Wang. The honours belong to Atma here.

Atma: Oh, hi Mrs. Wang.

Mrs. Wang: Atma, hmm? Such an outstanding young fellow…unlike these pathetic policemen!

Mrs. Wang’s voice bellowed across the restaurant, scaring the snooty police chief and causing him to shake in his boots.

Chief Sarj: Eek!

Mrs. Wang: I contributed 30% to this city’s growth, and all I got are useless policemen who couldn’t even protect one of my daughters!

Chief Sarj: No! Don’t take away our fundi-

Slap!

Atma winced as Mrs. Wang comical slap sent the policemen comically spinning in the air before landing disgracefully.

Chief Sarj: Urk…

Mrs. Wang: Do not interrupt me! Youth these days!

Atma: *Gulp* So scary…

Lanzhu: Eh, it’s nothing. I’ve seen much worse.

Atma: It can get worse?

Mrs. Wang: This man didn’t lay a hand on you, right Atma?

Atma: Oh! Er, I’m fine, Mrs. Wang.

Mrs. Wang: Good.

Then, the Chinese woman glares at the cowering police chief.

Mrs. Wang: Because if you or your men ever lay even a single finger on him, getting fired is the least of your worries.

Violet: And the Spark family will support Mrs. Wang in that endeavour.

Violet too, shoots a glare at the pathetic police chief, who’s spine might as well be jelly as this point.

Chief Sarj: Eek! Y-yes, miss!

Mrs. Wang: Now take away these filthy criminals, and get out of my sight!

Chief Sarj: Y-yes, Sir!

Cowering like mice, the police chief immediately left the restaurant, followed by the police woman escorting the ex-monster.

Mrs. Wang: Lanzhu! We must get going. We have no time to be dawdling around.

Lanzhu: Urgh…fine! Nagging hag…

Violet: Eh? You’re leaving so soon, Mrs. Wang?

Mrs. Wang: I apologize for cutting our conversation short, Miss Violet, but we have urgent family matters to attend to.

Lanzhu: See you tomorrow, Vi!

Before Violet could say anything else, Lanzhu and her mother left the restaurant. Leaving a disappointed Violet.

Atma: So…can anyone tell me what the heck just happened?

Violet took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, before answering Atma’s question.

Violet: What happened is that Mrs. Wang just helped you Atma. You don’t have to fear the police anymore.

Atma: Fear? Fear wha-wait, shoot! I forgot to thank Lanzhu.

Violet: Don’t worry, I’ll pass it on to her when I meet her again. Right now, there’s something more important you should focus on.

Zafira: Like how you defeat those freaks just now. How did you know how to do…that?

Atma: Oh, that? I…don’t know. It just…came over me. Like, I don’t really remember it, but I feel like I have done this before. And I just…followed that feeling.

Violet: Hmm…I supposed it’s some sort of muscle memory?

Atma: …wha?

Violet: It’s complicated, so I’ll explain later. Right now, I must ask, are you’re alright Atma? Do you feel tired? Does it still hurt anywhere, Atma?

Atma: Oh, no. I don’t. Actually, I feel awesome.

Zafira: (thoughts) Hmm…so him fainting, and behaving so cold and serious is a side-effect of his purple form? Conversely, in his purple form, he becomes more precise and calculated in his attacks. And he has a faster recovery rate as well…

Atma: I got this cool new card, and remember more of my mother! Somehow.

Violet: Wait, you do?

Zafira: You do?!

Atma: Yeah! And I think I know how to use my Ability cards now!

Violet: Ability cards?

Before Atma could elaborate, several paramedics storm into the restaurant as they attend to the injured victims.

Paramedic: Step aside please.

Atma: Eh? What are you guys doing?

Violet: They’re helping the injured people, Atma.

Atma: Oh, right! Them! I got to help them!

Paramedic: Don’t interfere, kid.

Atma: Eh? You don’t want me to help?

Paramedic: We got this under control. Just let us handle this.

Atma: Oh, alright. If you say so.

Paramedic: Thanks, kid.

Atma: Wha-

Before Atma could say anything else, the paramedic left, while carrying a patient with a stretcher.

Violet: Let’s give them some space, okay? We can talk more about what you just remembered on the way home.

Atma: Alright then.

Later, as the three of them is chauffeured towards Violet’s home, Atma recalls everything he remembers towards the two girls. The memories he recalled back at the hospital, the memories he just recently remembered, and what he remembers about his SP bar.

Atma: And…yeah. That’s it.

Zafira: …

Violet: …

Zafira & Violet stares at Atma, trying to process all what Atma had just told them.

Atma: I can’t believe I didn’t know how to say it before. It’s so simple!

Violet: This…is a lot to take in. But the fact that you recall more of your mother is amazing. I do wonder…why did you suddenly remember that memory?

Atma: I wish I knew. I wanna remember more of my mother.

Zafira: Your finisher.

Atma: My finisher?

Zafira: It heal your wounds. Replenish your energy, causing you to no longer feel tired. It probably heals your memories as well. And maybe made you slightly smarter.

Atma: Wait really?

Violet: Oh my! You got a point, Zafira.

Atma: So, every time I use my finisher, I remember more of my mother? Awesome!

Immediately, Atma click on his belt. Trying to activate his finisher.

Atma: FINISHER ACTIVE!

…

…

…I said, FINISHER ACTIVE!

…

…

…Hey, nothing happens!

Zafira: Did you seriously try to activate your finisher inside this car?

Rode: Hey, hey, hey! This body is precious, you know!

Atma: Oh. Whoops. Sorry.

Zafira: Your finisher is most likely works like your Ability Cards. In that you need your SP Bar. And according to you, you fill it by,

Atma: Beating people up? Awesome! I get to beat up jerks, and remember my mother…

Violet: So, you’re only able to regain your memories…by fighting?

Violet mutters, with a sorrowful expression. Which made Atma realize something.

Atma: Oh, right. My promise…Well, I did say I’m not staying-

Violet: No. You’re staying with us.

Atma: Eh? Didn’t you say-

Violet: I know. And I still don’t want you to fight. You shouldn’t have to…but I realize something.

Atma: Realize what?

Violet: You are a kind-hearted person, Atma. You care for others. Of course you couldn’t sit by and watch as people get hurt. That’s not who you are. So, and I really hate to say this, but I allow you to fight. While still staying with us. As long as you promise me this, Atma.

Atma: What promise?

Violet: Promise me, that you will only fight when it’s the last option. When you need to stop others from getting hurt.

Atma: Oh. That’s no problem, Violet.

Violet: That’s not all, Atma. If you want to protect others through fighting, then you must fight better.

Zafira: (thoughts) Wait what?

Atma: Fight better?

Violet: To prevent others and yourself from getting hurt. Which I’m sure what Zafira could teach a thing or two.

Zafira: Huh?! What are you talking about?

Violet: Your silat skills, of course.

Zafira: Huh? How did you know that?!

Zafira glares at Violet, while Violet just looks confused at Zafira’s question. As if it is has an obvious answer.

Violet: …From our father?

Zafira: …Oh. (thoughts) He’s my father, you rich prat.

Atma: Wait, what’s a silat?

Violet: It’s how you learn to defend yourself. How to protect yourself and others from getting hurt.

Atma: Really? That sounds so cool! Wait…is that why Zafira could beat-

Zafira: Fine. I’ll teach you how to properly fight, Atma. To repay you for saving my life.

Atma: Yes! Thanks, Zafira. I can’t wait to look as cool as you! Seriously, thank you. Both of you. If it wasn’t for you guys just now, I-

Violet: It’s nothing, Atma. I didn’t really do much. Although… I could teach you how to shoot-with a bow, of course.

Atma: Just like you? Heck yeah!

Violet: Ah, I almost forgot.

Atma: Forgot what?

Violet: There’s one other final thing you need to promise me first.

Atma: No problem! Just tell me what it is.

Zafira: (thoughts) Great. What is she demanding this time?

Violet: I want you to have fun.

Zafira: (thoughts) What.

Atma: Wha?

Violet: Atma.

Violet spoke sternly, looking straight into Atma’s eyes.

Atma: Yes?

Violet: You are not a weapon. You are not a tool. You are a human being, just like Zafira. Just like me. Just like everyone else. You deserve to enjoy life. You deserve to have fun. You deserve to be happy. I’m sure your mother wants the same for you.

Atma: Really?

Violet: Of course! Every mother wants the best for their children!

Zafira: …

Violet: So, can you do it, Atma? Can you promise me to have fun?

Atma: Of course! And this time, I don’t plan on breaking this promise!

Violet smiled happily.  Zafira on the other hand, has a lot on her mind as she glances at her pocket. Hiding something she doesn’t want others to see…

Zafira: …

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…

Sometime later, at Violet’s home, in Zafira’s Room.

Click

Zafira locks the door tightly. Before taking out something from her pocket. Which happens to be 2 small cards. Much, much smaller than Atma’s cards, and they have a red background compared to Atma’s blue background. However, they have similar designs to Atma’s cards.

Wave

Grapple

As everyone else focuses on Atma’s glowing crystal, Zafira’s attention is on something else.

Mainly, her own glowing crystal on her watch.

Zafira: (thoughts) What the…

Immediately, she covers her watch, making sure nobody notices it

Zafira: (thoughts) Especially Violet…

Atma: VOLT AERIAL KICK

Zafira watches as Atma’s Grapple Card materialize in front of Atma. When suddenly, unnoticed by everyone else, two small cards materialize in front of Zafira. Before her crystal stops glowing.

To say Zafira is surprised is an understatement.

Zafira: (thoughts) What on earth…

Immediately, she hid the cards inside her pocket. Not letting anyone notice it.

Zafira: (thoughts) This day keeps getting weirder and weirder…hmm…

Zafira checks the cards all over, trying to see what she can do with it. Until she notices that behind each card, is the shape of a red diamond. Similar to the diamond crystal on Zafira’s watch.

Zafira: (thoughts)…what if?

Curiously, and cautiously, Zafira places one of the cards over her watch.

Grapple

Which causes her watch to suddenly morph into a miniature crane claw. Similar to the monsters’ claw.

Zafira: (thoughts) No way…

Growing even more curious, Zafira aims her grappling claw at an object in her room. Before attempting to fire it.

Which it did. The claw hand grabs the object, before retracting back to Zafira.

To say Zafira was shocked is an understatement.

Zafira: …

…

…

A sinister smirk appears on Zafira face, as an idea came to her.

Zafira: (thoughts) These things…have potential. And I got these because of Atma. And he gets his cards whenever he defeats any enemy…so the more he fights, the more I get these cards. Bringing me one step closer to my revenge. I just have to use him…

Atma: You saved me.

 You care for me.

 Seriously, thank you!

For a moment, Zafira felt a bit of regret in her heart. Is she really going to risk Atma’s life, the guy who saved her life, for her own desires?

Zafira: (thoughts)…I’m sorry, Atma. But my revenge comes first. Besides, this will be mutually beneficial. You regain more of your memories, Atma, and I get closer to my goal.

Of killing that traitor.

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…

A short girl in a lab coat glares at her handphone as she checks the latest trending on social media. “Jet Boy fights Claw Monsters” are some of the keywords spreading around.

Short Girl: Oi, Agent Steel.

A male voice responds, in an almost robotic voice.

Agent Steel: Yes, Master Shiro?

Short Girl: Since when did I give your permission to sell the Claw Modules?

Agent Steel: You didn’t, Master Shiro

Short Girl: Then how the **** do these guys transform into Claw Beasts?!

Agent Steel: My hypothesis is that the thief that broke in last week is the one who gave them the Claw Modules?

Short Girl: …Oh. I guess that makes sense. Hmmph! I knew there was a robbery last week! Yet that ***** said I misplaced it…Grr!

Agent Steel: Shall I hunt down this thief, Master Shiro?

Shiro: …Nah. If that thief is this good at hiding his or her tracks, I doubt you can find that bastard. I’ll hunt that bastard later. Right now, just keep on selling these for now.

She grabs several cylindrical objects before chucking it in the air.

Suddenly, a big grey, motorcycle appears, as if out of nowhere, and caught the objects. Somehow.

Shiro: You’re the only one I could trust, Agent Steel.

Motorcycle: My wish is your command, master Shiro.

To be continued…