Chapter 20: A Mission

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Arion and Zophia were pursuing Boris, as he tried to kidnapped a lot of people, and had caught up with him. Suddenly a giant fiend dropped down and grabbed them securely in his grip. Boris began thinking and found Arion to looked exactly like Tema. Boris knew about Tema's striped hair...so went to take off Arion's hat...to see his identity.


Boris was reaching his arm out to Arion's hat as he lay in the tight grip of the giant fiend. Boris hands were almost in reach when he suddenly fell forward to a sharp pain...as Arion had kicked his leg "Ow...Ow" he was hopping on his good leg "oh...you'll pay for that" Arion began squirming trying to free his marked hand

"just...a bit more"


Arion just managed to stick his hand between the fingers of the hand of the fiend "dam...I can't see"

"Arion...move your hand a little up" said Zophia so he positioned his hand over the sword "now clench your hand" Boris heard this

"no stop him" the fiend increased his grip just as Arion's hand clenched moving it between the sword and shoe. He then became engulfed in a bright light for a brief moment.

After the light Arion stood changed. His hair, now jet black, was stuck up as if with hair-gel with a red sash tied around his head. Boris looked curiously "what's with the sash?" but then he saw Arion struggling "I wouldn't bother if..." he saw the fiend's grip loosening "I were ...you?" Arion with great effort was loosening the grip revealing what he was wearing.


Arion wore a purple raggy shirt which had torn sleeves along with white pants tied with a black belt and oddly he wore no shoes. Once he got enough space he jumped out of grip of the hand and dropped kicked the fiend's other wrist causing it to groan in pain and free Zophia from its grip. Zophia hit the fiend with a ball of fire while Arion punched the fiend in the head making it fall over backwards.


Zophia went over to Arion "I must thank you for freeing me from that fiends grip" Arion was panting somewhat "are you alright?" asked Zophia

"Not really. I was already running a bit low on energy...and this form...whatever it is taking a lot out of me" Arion said looking at his outfit  "It's like my strength and reflexes are multiplied by eleven. What happened?"

"You had your hand over the sword but as the fiend increased its grip your hand went between the sword and shoe. So your speed and strength have both being drastically increased" The fiend began to get up "I'll take the front in this fight" said Zophia

"will you...be alright?" said Arion

"it merely caught me by surprise that's all. Look...don't strain yourself alright? Help when you feel you can" Arion nodded as Zophia ran to the fiend.


Zophia ran towards the fiend and slashed at it with her long and thick sword. The fiend although strong was clumsy and slow which meant Zophia had the clear advantage over the large fiend. Arion helped out when possible as he, literally, sent the large fiend off the ground with his amazing strength but...every blow drained whatever energy he had left. Boris was sweating badly "this is very bad...very bad. That fiend isn't going to last much longer" he then heard a voice from inside his coat

"Alright that's enough now" he reached inside his pocket and found a walkie-talkie "you've embarrassed yourself for long enough"

Boris' face turned pale "Ma...Madam Noire? You've been watching" he looked round and found a helicopter high in the air

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