CHAPTER TWENTY TWO

One Month Ago

They were taken from the room with one light, taken away from Sensei's remains. As Jack walked still bound and gagged, he took in his observations with great detail. They appeared to be in the boiler room of a building. After that they were brought to an elevator and taken to the top floor. This building was over a hundred stories high. They got off at floor 169 and brought to the master suite.

Once inside, Jack found the Dragon Leaders waiting. The entire outer wall of the suite was glass. One giant window revealed Manhattan in all its infinite glory behind the Triad Crime-bosses. There were seven of them, along with over twenty armed guards. They sat amongst the guards in over-stylized chairs and couches. In a crescent they awaited the prisoner's arrival with an empty sacrificial altar.

Jack had no doubt in his mind. This was kill or be killed.

Dr. Randolph and the kid were brought to the altar along with Jack.

"Mr. Hnvr...please....do...smthing..." the kid cried under his gag.

Even Randolph tried nudging Jack to do something. But Jack was too busy concentrating. He was placed at the center of the altar. Randolph and the kid were placed on both sides of him. They were forced on their knees and the bounds and gag were taken off of Jack. Bad mistake. The Dragon Leaders must have wanted an explanation first.

They would never get one.

Jack grabbed the kid and Randolph and teleported out of the room. All the men in the room gasped. The guards held their guns up at no target. Jack teleported back into the room for a split second before leaving again. He left in the suite, a massive orb of light that exploded, knocking all in the suite to the floor, and shattering the giant window to a million pieces.

The man holding the silver pistol with the golden dragon was the High Dragon Leader, the head of the Triads. He put his hand over his brow when a profile silhouette appeared before him. A cape waved in the sporadic winds. The blinding light of the explosion faded and there stood DarkFlood.

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The guards open fired on him. Stone armor came up under the Kevlar vest, and the bullets that did get through were absorbed. They emptied their clips and the room, except for the winds, went quiet. DarkFlood turned invisible, hidden behind his camouflage and teleports. When he reemerged behind the High Dragon Leader, Jack was still invisible.

He was learning to use more than one power at a time.

DarkFlood slipped the silver pistol with the golden dragon emblem on its handle into his utility belt and before he released it the gun was black, mantaining the golden dragon. He teleported 6 times. Jack reappeared in the center of the room, on the sacrificial altar before the High Dragon Leader. He dropped the 6 hearts of the Dragon Leaders on the altar.

The remaining Triads took a step back at the witchcraft, before opening fire on DarkFlood. He vanished behind his cape. They all gathered in front of the High Dragon Leader, fearing for his life. He pulled a samurai sword with another golden dragon on its handle off the wall and watched DarkFlood kill the rest of the men.

DarkFlood pulled his army knife out and teleported in between the guards, ripping their throats out with his blade and tricking them into firing on each other until they were all dead. All except for the High Dragon Leader and his samurai sword.

Jack shot a pulse blast out at the High Dragon and he cut it in half with the samurai sword.

Impossible.

How could he know Flood Technique?

"The same way I knew your Sensei," answered the High Dragon.

"How did you-"

"The Flood is much more powerful than your Sensei taught you," interrupted the High Dragon.

"It wont matter in a second!"

Jack drew his gun and the High Dragon tried to do the same. Only his silver gun with the golden dragon emblem on its handle was not in his hand but in Jack's. He fired the gun once. Before the bullet went into the High Dragon's head, the High Dragon used his telepathic power to transfer a part of his own psyche into Jack's head. Jack would not be aware of this for some time to come. The High Dragon would have to regain his strength first. But to Jack, the head crime-boss was dead. The Triads were no more. DarkFlood dropped the black pistol and cleaned the crime scene of any proof that him or his friends were there.

Jack teleported back to his apartment where Dr. Randolph was tending to the kid. He was hysterical. Jack felt responsible for the death of his grandfather. Jack also knew what it felt like to lose one's grandfather. And so Jack decided to take the kid in and watch over him. Which meant he would finally have to learn his name.