Time to Clean The Distrunian Mess

The explosion vanished in instance and Zero's motionless body dropped down to the ground like a meteor before it critically landed on the road as the whole metal armor was covered by the chaining, electric strings. Circular concrete damage was created on the landing spot as Tabata rushed heading on his struggling heroes.

The officer kneeled down in worriedness as he tilted left to right towards Zero who couldn't even lift his limbs. A damaged smoke also blew away due to the electric strings aggressively blitzing through the surroundings.

"Zero, are you okay?" Tabata asked in a worried demeanor.

"I….am…..fine." Zero spoke in a distorted voice, "Based...on…..my….calculation…..it...will be...recovered...around 1…..until….5 minute."

"Thank you, I am glad to hear that."

Tabata sighed and he kept frowning in horror because Zero received a very fatal wound that made his body completely immobilized, similar to a corpse. Moreover, the officer glanced at the magic tattoo that failed him for releasing the magic power that only gave him a frustrated grit.

A situation that potentially might be helpful for finishing the problem with Konacom power that got a grip of countering Zero. The Ozmonian glared at Tabata who fell down in frustration the longer he looked upon the tattooed hand.

"Zero, why do you let yourself lose the fight?" Tabata asked in a deep tone before he harshly shouted, "I demand the answer!"

"It's simple...we already lost the fight when The Distrunian brought down both Sparror and Blue Winter into a place where….I and...the telepath friend couldn't detect….their whereabouts." Zero answered as the robotic voice slowly got fixed.

"Just because of that, you want me to let out my onmyouji power?! I appreciate your efforts, but I am sorry I can't even do it!"

"Please stop making yourself lose in the battle because…." Tabata added with tears of helplessness and regret showered through his face, "Because….I am done watching….a Superheroes being beaten in front of me and the worst thing, I helplessly watch it happen even though I am supposed to help them."

Tears rain dropped from Tabata eyes due to his failure of unleashing his true power and watching Zero being beaten very badly till he fell into this broken state. He tremblingly clenched his fist the more he gazed upon the kanji tatoo.

On the sky above, a green thunderstruck was announced that caught Tabata attention in panic as Konacom sluggishly rotated up his body to settle another round with the enemies below. The officer truly lost his luck if the observant robot was recovered as his power wasn't active yet and Zero couldn't lift a single movement such as a twitching a finger.

"Tabata, did you let your guilt or tragic things consume you?" Zero asked in a firm tone.

"I am actually awarded of you, researching my past life as the Onmyouji." Tabata said in expected demeanor before going down with a desperate tone, ``But as for the answer....yes, I let my past guilt consume me once and that's why whenever I wanted to assist you or other available Superheroes directly, I couldn't do it!"

"It's not my job that prevents it, instead it's guilt….. guilt…...that made me…...stop becoming…..THE ONMYOUJI." Tabata added with a heavy voice of sadness, "I am sorry….I am sorry….I am sorry."

Zero sighed in tiredness as Tabata continued to spread out his tears of misery. While Konacom succeeded to flip around it's floating and opened the only eye that gazed down on the heroes.

"I understand past guilt can bring an unforgettable wound or in simple terms, a deep scar inside your human mind." Zero spoke as he glanced at Konacom from above who excitedly laughed out loud, "However, it can be recovered too, Officer Tabata."

Zero with his best effort pointed his shaking finger that was chained by blue electricity towards Konacom. Tabata frowned in despair as he witnessed it within his naked eyes, bringing a tormenting skepticism through his mind.

"Now, our fate....is in your hand whether you want to keep being consumed by guilt or....break free from it." Zero spoke with his raspy voice before his red eyes blinked out of existence as his consciousness was already out of time to hold him.

Tabata whimpered with his fellow friend who recently lost his consciousness before forcefully biting his lips when witnessing Konacom, locked onto him with a prideful chuckle.

"I know you didn't die, Zero." Tabata deeply spoke as he washed his tears of sadness and firmly got up, "But, I will try it again."

Afterward, Tabata closed his eyes and aimed his tattoo fist like holding a gun towards Konacom who suddenly dashed down like a jet plane that was ready to land. The officer sighed as the kanji tattoo lightened up similar to a dawn sun.

The light went brighter than before when Konacom got closer to Tabata who remained steady. Furthermore, the officer's vision ventured to an empty, black space with one giant, yellow light that shaped as a card towered him.

Tabata without hesitation landed a polite touch to the card that sent him into the most horrible past moment he ever encountered. At the same moment when he was still young Onmyouji witnessed a humanoid couple with traditional kimono, lifelessly lying down.

Agonizing tears of regret dropped out simultaneously like rain the more he gazed upon the corpse or the worst one was a child with a wolf head directly watching his parents' corpses. The young onmyouji raised his palm that omitted misty white energy that soon transformed into a card.

A card that had a kanji symbol that said, "Erase" only made Tabata pick more regrets as he saw the humanoid kid frowned in horror. However, that memory soon shattered like glass into smaller million pieces of yellow light.

Moreover, it morphed into one singular card that fell down onto Tabata's grip, still inside the empty, dark space. The card spawned a blood-red kanji that said, "Stride Chain" and the officer closed his eyes in soothing gratefulness.

Even though his whole limbs were trembling similar to a person that nakedly stood in a place full of snow, especially his legs that felt frozen solid and his teeth that repeatedly bit the lips in coldness. Then, the officer opened his eyes to bring him back into reality once again for settling his own business.

Konacom manically laughed in joyful thrill due to the green energy wrapped around his body, slowly changing him into a human size, energy bullet. Tabata hoisted the card towards the approaching target with a disgruntled expression as a fiery, white aura soared on the whole body.

Afterward, Tabata gloriously shouted like a soldier captain or medieval knight charging to the battlefield when he heaved the card to counter-attack Konacom. As The Observant Robot clashed with the card, he would soon be chained by a misty string similar to a constricted snake.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!" Konacom hysterically cried and felt his body crumbling being pressured by the chain.

"I am the awesome, majestic, favorite, and the best god, Konacom!" Konacom added, "I WILL NOT BE CHAIN LIKE A STRAY DOGG, you peasant cop!!!!

While Tabata constantly received a shivering cold pain through his spine, he confidently smiled especially when glared at Konacom. Even though his hand that previously held the car, began to spread out a line of blood on its knuckle.

The officer once again regained the usage of his onmyouji power to chaining his enemy and his eyes enlightened a prideful satisfaction of achieving the purpose or role he was here in the first place.

"Alright annoying shit." Tabata bickered with a deep excitement, "It's time to put you into rest."

The officer thrillingly clenched his fist as the chain dove alongside Konacom. The observant robot screamed for his life that echoed through the whole sky even his voice was cracked like a broken radio.

"THIS BULLSHIT, the awesome god Konacom will not be defeated by a goddamn peasant man!" Konacom shouted, "THIS IS FUCKING BULLSHITTTTT!!"

As Konacom's falling body was about to meet the road, Tabata aimed his bleeding hand in a straight line similar to him holding a gun. A relief air was exhaled from his throat with The officer glanced at his bleeding hand with a comforting smile.

Moreover, his shivering body began to lose its balance as Tabata stood up similar to a drunk person and his eyes were totally in a sleepy mood the more time he opened it. Nevertheless, a piercing, white energy arrow declared was fast as a sound towards the observant robot direction

"OH SHIT, oh shit, ooooooohhhhhh sh----" Konacom didn't finish his bickering as the arrow smoothly pierced through his chest.

The observant robot eyes began to dim like an out a battery lamp and screeched in deep agony towards Tabata. A wave of uncontrollable anger made Konacom's voice became glitching high pitch. As he was floating on the ground in a paralyzed state, a thundering green electricity string emerged from the neck and zapped right through his brain. Tabata frowned in confusion, but at the same time, his body was staggered.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck you, you fucking peasant!!" Konacom swore, "My fucking creator put a detonator on my head which means if I got defeated by you, I WILL FUCKING D-D-D-IEEE!"

The observant robot became lower pitch till he lowered his head in an unconscious state as his one eye fully dimmed out when the zapping electricity string wiped away. Therefore, his whole body self-destructed in instance and the pieces of all his limbs were scattered around on the road and the sidewalk.

Tabata gladly chuckled either at defeating a supervillain for the first time or able to use his power once again. Moreover, the officer laughed simultaneously in a crazed demeanor before he finally crumbled to the road, with his body resemblance being frozen.

Although, Konacom got the unfortunate fate of forcefully self-destruct at least both Zero and Tabata's life was saved by the sudden awakening of an onmyouji power from the officer side,

The fight between Hollow and Chemistra kept continue in a stable status which was both of them still equally didn't get damaged. Moreover, The Chemist aggressively launched her bullet-like tube finger while her enemies dashed to the left by leaving the clone.

While The White Assassin landed on the road, he saw a red sedan car with a blue line wrapped around the door nearby him that flickered an idea of usage. Especially the glass on the door part that was still very clean or well polished.

Chemistra immediately leaped on above and launched herself with an enhanced speed by the dashingly, yellow energy behind her. Thus, Hollow pressed himself to the reverse for creating another clone whom The Chemist intangible hit.

Chemistra, who failed landing her tube, aimed her needle finger once more at Hollow before she launched it again. The White Assassin shoved his body in a duck position for another time of evading the tube that non-stop moved forward even though the target was missed.

Therefore, Hollow gracefully somersaulted by leaving another clone in a standing position, and Chemistra hurriedly pressed the blue button on the gauntlet that transitioned from yellow into the blue. As a result, The Chemist may have lost her increased speed, but she gained bold invulnerability.

More specifically was when Hollow landed a swift kick on her jaw, she felt it was like cotton being thrown at her. The White Assassin flipped back by leaving another on above Chemistra as he pressed his right waist that engulfed jade energy.

Therefore, Hollow jabbed the air above with a mixture of white and blue energy showered on the whole white body. The White Assassin was vastly being pulled by the last clone before the clone itself dissolved into nothing when it collided with him.

Moreover, Hollow passed through Chemistra who anticipatingly glared at him as he was pulled back onto the clone that accompanied the car, similar to an object forced to get inside the vacuum. Hence, The Chemist's blue color changed into yellow once again after she pressed the yellow button.

Hollow finally landed on the ground in safety, but he relentlessly smashed the car glasses into shattering pieces he managed to pick up for another declaration of attack. While Chemistra, without hesitation, dashed forward alongside yellow energy on her back.

The White Assassin tossed aside the shattered pieces towards the dashing target as he jumped to the right by leaving another clone. The Chemist evaded the shard glass from landing her body as she slid the elastic body as if the ground was made of slippery ice.

Therefore, Chemistra launched another chemical finger shot that was easily caught by the calm Hollow. But, The Chemist hurled herself with the blessing of yellow energy right behind her.

Hollow prepared his only one finger that was empowered by blue and white energy like a pocket knife. Both Chemistra and The White Assassin plunged their fatal attack firmly, but he took the win as his finger stabbed through her throat.

A line of blood splattered around Chemistra's neck as she was hauled only by Hollow finger like a captured prey. A hurtful raspy voice was announced out loud from her sore throat and The White Assassin tilted left to right in a curiosity.

The more Chemistra shouted the raspy voice, the more Hollow became intriguing as he stopped tilting his head. The White Assassin once again got the upper hand on her just like his raid on the Prime Minister House.

All of sudden, Chemistra furiously gazed at Hollow that caused her raspy voice to stop for instance, and aimed the last of her chemical fingers which was the thumb right at Hollow's chest. The White Assassin urgently retreated by reversely pushing himself till it created a clone.

However, Hollow was too late as his chest was already being nailed by the injection finger that deployed the whole chemical. His whole body began to illuminate a neon yellow light after the chemical liquid was empty.

As a result, Hollow was completely immobilized in a standing position like a statue, facing a similar defeat that Chemistra did when she fought him in the Prime Minister house. The only difference was The Chemist was able to do it by herself as she got up after being freed from the knife-like finger.

Unfortunately, it wasn't a lucky day for Chemistra as a blinding, jade explosion light came out from Hollow. The explosion not only disturbed her vision, but it also flung her away with sudden force.

Chemistra was still safely standing due to the metal suit protection and she watched the explosion finally fade without leaving a small hint of traces in an instance as all the missing fingers were filled by little, grey twisters. Nonetheless, The Chemist regained all the fingers back to normal before she glared upon the hole on the throat that slowly recovered.

At first, Chemistra showed a genuine gladness as she was able to withstand the supposed fatal injury with ease. However, a disappointment slowly emerged within The Chemist frowning eyes especially on the blood that dripped from her throat.

"Even though I succeeded in having pain resistance, especially being able to fake my voice when my neck was stabbed, I am still not satisfied because I am still bleeding." Chemistra uttered in a disappointed tone, "Therefore, I should continue more about the project of improving the enhancement until I become the most efficient hero in my own image."

Hollow may have retreated from the fight into his own safe place after Chemistra defeated him on her own, but it gave her a message of wanting to improve herself as the best version of herself she wanted the most.

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