Structuring a Counter Attack

Around one or two hours passed, Chemistra blue screen was filled with the three pictures that put a curious and cautiousness through Sparror yellow eyes. She laid down on the Holographic chair, while The Flaming Hero sat on the metal bed and extended his legs.

The first picture presented a man with a red t-shirt, white beach pants, and had a hole on the neck that spread a large blood pool with a soulless stare emerging within the picture. The man itself was still quite fresh as a corpse due to his skin was still clean like a person that just got out from a morning shower.

The second picture presented a golden skin woman who wore a crystal purple bikini and stockings, sat on the chair, and had a hole in her chest. Her expression was trapped in disbelief especially when she dropped her jaw that vomited waterfall of blood.

Third picture was the most brutal compared to the other two. This time it was a headless young man that wore blue pajamas and his head slept on the right side of the floor. His face resembled a person that didn't accept his fate.

"Wow, I never expected the enemy that I just faced was truly one of the most sadistic bounty hunters." Sparror exclaimed in little fearful tone, "I am lucky that my regeneration power saved me."

"Indeed, but, let's just focus on the plan to beat him." Chemistra changed the topic and ready to presented it with a serious voice, "For now we are going to trap him into an arena where there is no hostage and I predict the place that he most likely comes back is The Prime Minister house based on my observation if it's correct."

Sparror sighed and worried yellow eyes were locked onto Chemistra.

"Yeah, but the thing is we still don't know how we are going to defeat him." Sparror countered in unsureness, "I mean clearing hostages and facing him just two of us, it will not be enough due to how he uses his power is quite unpredictable."

Chemistra nodded and rubbed her metal chin in the wondering eyes that she put down. Sparror looked upon the orange armory palm. The more that he looked, a widened yellow eyes of ideas arrived on the scene.

"Sparror, I have an idea, how about we corner him and teleport him into a cold place like Antaruska?" Chemistra opened up the idea towards The Flaming Hero, "In that place, his skin most likely cannot resist the coldness there".

Sparror only showed a stare of genuinely pessimistic demeanor towards Chemistra. Especially when he swallowed the saliva for preparing a counterpoint of his new friend's statement.

"The thing is catching him will be very difficult because he could easily dodge any attack that I gave to him ." Sparror said in a nervous manner, "I believed your chemical trick can infecting him and putting him on Antaruska the most effective way, but my only concern was how did we even get near him?"

"You are correct, we couldn't really touch him." Chemistra agreed and placed her hand under the metal chin.

As both Superheroes were trapped in the way of constructing an effective plan of defeating their foe, Sparror kept looking on the open palm and his eyes were gotten wider. Hence, Chemistra centered her sight towards him in an anticipated look that he may expose his own plan or method for facing their upcoming assault.

'Looks like you had a plan, did you want to share it with me?" Chemistra asked in a deep curious tone.

"I guess so." Sparror got away from the bed in a standing-up position.

He summoned a blazing fireball from the palm as Chemistra was surprised, yet curious at the same time. Furthermore, Sparror yellow eyes went down as he found a target that wanted the fireball that made The Chemist suspicious eyes popped out especially with the fireball was aimed at her.

"I am really sorry, Chemistra." He warned in a concerned tone, "I am going to show my idea in a direct way."

"Fine, make sure that I am-". Chemistra couldn't finish her sentence as Sparror threw the fireball on her and exploded into a flaming wave that trapped her. The Flaming Hero crushed his fist that caused The Chemist to vanish into nothing.

Nevertheless, Chemistra respawned beside Sparror and her body was freed from the trapping flame wave. At first, she gazed a shocking disbelief stare towards The Flaming Hero with the sudden burning. but eventually, she happily giggled as her eyes figured out the idea that he implemented on the plan of defeating Hollow.

"Is that your idea seriously?" Chemistra uttered in a deeply sarcastic tone, "That's actually quite creative and I know where this going for."

"Yup." Sparror surely answered with his relaxed eyes went up, "I am going to turn you into some kind of a vanishing figure. So whenever you make a wrong position I can put you into a safe place and even repositioning your attack, too."

Chemistra laughed in cheerfulness especially with her robotic voice getting high-pitched. Sparror looked odd for a while until he decided to switch into a calm observant stare with this circumstance

"How did you get that idea?" Chemistra asked in deep curiosity.

"Well, the thing was I had been watching a lot of Superhero stuff and imagining myself what would I do if I met a bad guy ." Sparror exclaimed in a relaxing tone, "The second answer was I trained my power and had been thinking many possibilities of my power can do."

Chemistra clapped her hands in satisfaction and Sparror began to show a calm acceptance towards her with a nod. Their plans were done and The Flaming Hero slowly sat down on the metal bed that was soon being followed by The Chemist, taking a spot beside him.

"The plan is done and right now we are going to wait whether Hollow is going to attack again or not for today." Chemistra spoke in a chilling voice and an intriguing stare was aimed at Sparror, "Do you agree to have like a daily conversation for spending our spare time?"

Early glanced, Sparror caught a confusion that made his eyes go up. But, a relief influence went down and he chuckled with a little bit of nervousness.

"Sure, I guess." Sparror agreed and exclaimed in confidence, "Besides, it probably make Hollow appear faster, and let's hope he lands right on the Prime Minister House, accurate as your prediction or simples term, convenient luck."

Chemistry deeply chuckled as she tried to hold back a laugh of seeing something hilarious and Sparror rubbed his back in another embarrassing demeanor after he suggested an idea. Thus, the conversation of awaiting Hollow's presence had begun to fill this cold room more soothing than ever

"Hello,Hello,Hello, Holllow". The Doctor energetically greeted The White Assassin from the green word bubble, "The portal to the Mr Prime Minister is ready in 30 minutes and of course we are going to send you to the front gate because we want you to observe the new hero and let's hope he bring another person to fight you, so it can be more exciting for our observation. "Anyway, sit tight and enjoy the waiting time, bye!"

Hollow shook his head and felt an annoyance disturbance either from The Doctor's high-pitched voice or her annoying face in his head. He saw the green word bubble blitzed from the scene and put his head down to the sewer water.

The doctor sighed in relief and opened a flourish wide smile. On behind her, The green-eyed man leaned on the triangular metal chair with the four green lines spread on the backside as he typed an enormous holographic keyboard grass green keyboard, accompanied by a large green screen watched him from above.

The screen had a three rectangular cage that contained three different types of green silhouette humanoid designs. The left cage was a man with long spiky hair, only wore long pants and a tattoo that said "EMO RULES" on his chest. The middle cage was a short twin-tail hair woman with a schoolgirl uniform and long socks. The right cage was a bald man with a tank top, muscle-bound body, and long pants.

The Doctor grabbed the small white cup that contained a hot and fresh coffee from the small wardrobe and sipped in the enjoyment that closed her eyes. The green-eyed man continued typing with his face centered on the green screen. Each time he was typing, a green laser inside the containment formed a soft human skin that replaced the robotic one.

"Gunva or should I say Makoto, I had a question?" The Doctor asked with a disgruntled expression, "Why the heck did you design the observant henchman, like a generic shonen character that we watched almost every Sunday?!"

A green word bubble popped out from Makoto's head like a cartoon character summoned the thought bubble. The word bubble contained an answer that The Doctor decided to read. "I just want a new variety of henchman designs and I really like turning those annoying characters into my puppet, Kiri."

A high pitch, but grim tone of laughing echoed throughout the room and Makoto glared an annoyance. Kiri was so overwhelmed by the constant laugh, she held her stomach like a person that had a stomach sickness.

The word bubble popped out above Makoto's head as his eyes furrowed in annoyance and the word bubble said "Kiri, Kiri, you always laugh at the simplest thing possible". Kiri exhaled the wind and the over laughing stopped step by step.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry for that, it's just I never really worked with a villain that made a unique design. of his henchman" Kiri exclaimed and a spark of chuckled performed momentarily before she presumed the talking, "Which made me more excited to work with you."

Makoto opened up a prideful smile while his hand still typed like a sewing machine. Kiri took a very exciting deep breath before she grinned and prepared a persuasive smile.

"Anyway, do you want go to dinner in your favorite restaurant, Erugame Udon?" Kiri asked in a tempting voice, "And buy a new edition of Gunplaion, The Kargiyas in your favorite store near the Erugame?"

Makoto grinned in excitement like a kid had his order followed by the parents especially with those two things that were his favorite. A word bubble popped at lightning speed, similar to a title screen of a movie and it announced, "Of course, I will go."

Sparror and Chemistra conversation continued and they both sat beside each other on the metal bed. A couple of minutes had passed, the laughter of joy, embarrassment, and chilling still joined together to make the conversation more alive.

"Yeah, I still remembered my father literally wanted to buy your Uncle special fish due to how rare it is," Chemistra exclaimed in deep cheerfulness.

"What, I truly remembered was you had a fight with him because of that fish in front of me, my Uncle, and Hirata at that time." Sparror said in a relaxing voice, "Which was sorry to say it's quite funny to watch."

Chemistra threw her face and scratched her metal arm in embarrassment, yet coldly. Nonetheless, Sparror chuckled as the thought of him watching Misaki argue with his father invaded his mind.

"Ah please, don't remind me of that one." She said disgruntledly.

"Sorry about that, I just keep remembering that moment because I thought that you were like a young wife to that guy." Hatoshi countered in unsureness.

"In some way, yes because my mother doesn't like going outside. But, as much as I hate your statement, I will just ignore that since it is not really important."

"Yeah...true though."

As the conversation continued, Chemistra concerned feeling clouded through her eyes that she locked on Sparror. The Flaming Hero seemingly still got a relaxed cooldown after he's been through a rough time facing Hollow, especially he faced a horrible experience of many people dying inside the mall a couple of hours ago.

"Sparror, I had one more question with you?" She began to ask in a chilling concerned manner, "Why did you still relax after you face a literal massacre inside the mall, what is your secret to keeping it stable?"

Sparror took a very long deep breath that caused gloominess to go down within his yellow eyes. A windy blow was released from mouthless, the void face before he clenched his armory fists.

"Simple answer, I am always not letting my emotions and reactions disturbed me. Sparror replied with a chilling demeanor, "Hence when I met with the one who gave me this power, I never reacted much. Instead, I was wondering why you approached me from other people? But I could only speculate that it has interest with me because cosmic beings have a very complicated purpose...I guess."

"Another onewas I would rather not be stuck in the past like self-loathing and whining towards the mistakes I did such as the ARON Mall tragedy and the Hollow guy's failed to capture." Sparror added in pettiness, "Instead, I chose to find how I should fix my mistake and this occurring problem."

Another long deep breath was let out and gave some semblance of relief eyes onto Chemistra metal pupil. Moreover, she nodded and placed her hand on the robotic legs.

"Well, I am just going to say that you also need your emotions to fly sometime." Chemistra advised in a deep tone, "Because it isn't healthy for you to keep because you are still a teenager."

"I know, I know, thanks for the advice." Sparror replied in a relaxing tone, "Yeah, I would find somebody that I can share my emotion with."

Sparror looked to the right and sharpened the yellow eyes in gloominess. Chemistra lifted up her elastic metal body from the bed before she headed back to the blue screen.

"I will probably ask Aunt Chisato to stay at Yuna's house after this." He said with a pity tone towards his mind as seemingly sad eyes appeared.

"Danger, danger, danger" Thedobotic male voice announced the echoing flat tone voice to the room that originated from the screen and Sparror glared in slight confidence. A bluish videotape of a greenish portal appeared presented the naked white feet took the first steps in the grass.

"I guess convenient luck had already came and it's double luck because the location was matched with your prediction" He uttered gladfully,

"True," Chemistra replied with a deep laugh and enjoyed her moment with sitting on the chair

Sparror sighed and Chemistra lifted herself from the comfy chair. The Flaming Hero landed the blazing hand on her shoulder and The Chemist opened her enduring stares for preparation to encounter her father, suppose to be a killer.

"Sparror, are you ready for this?" Chemistra asked deeply.

"Sure, I guess." Sparror replied in stone-hard confident eyes, "How about you, Chemistra?"

Chemistra twitched her metal arm and glared onto it. Afterward, she pressed a small red button located on top of her sharp shoulder which was more precise in the middle with a yellow button on the left and a blue button on the right.

The whole metal grey body illuminated a blood-red ray of light and faded away less than a second for the spawning time. Her metal skin was now completely overwhelmed by red with the metal pupils transformed into a bright red.

"I am always ready, especially when it comes to protecting my father." Chemistra surely answered, "And I have an additional thing for our plan."

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