The fights had been amazingly rough and bloody. A group of less than twenty fighters going up against hordes of horrible beasts, soldiers, and a super powerful deity from other dimension. Not to mention as well the disaster that happened while they were fighting. How they managed to survive, not many people would know. Not many people knew what truly went on in the Fighter’s Isle either. It was a miracle that they survive the destruction.

***
 

A week after the final battle…

The fight with Naar’s beasts had been incredibly nasty. Even in his Soul Master form, his armor had received quite great damages from clashes with the beasts. It was a lucky thing for Ryu Dragon that the Universe Gem allowed him to maintain his armor and sword in virtually unlimited time.

He was now sitting in an office inside the Australian Security Bureau (ASB) and typing his report for the mission that he and his mates been sent to. The office that he was in was Robin’s - Dragon did not have his own office in the building because he was a freelance agent - his contact during the mission, who also survived the ordeal in one piece.

After finished saving the file, he printed the report out. The printer hummed softly as pages of report coming out of the printer. He took the report and inspected it. Finding nothing to be revised, he got up, searched for the stapler, and stapled it.

He went to the head office and knocked on the door.

“Come in.” a man’s voice replied.

He opened the door and went into the office. Inside was a middle-aged man in military uniforms. The badges on his uniforms indicated that he was a high level officer. He was General Kirk, a friend and superior.

“General.” Said Dragon while giving an informal salute.

“Dragon.” Acknowledged the general.

Ryu Dragon sat on one of the two guest chairs opposite where the general sat. He plopped the report on the desk, which the general obtained quite straight away. He read the report carefully while the freelance agent sat quietly with his own thoughts, mainly about the person who used to sit on the chair where the general sat now, Jonathan Kirby, the head of the ASB and an agent of Shadowloo.

Five minutes passed, then the general closed the report and set it on the desk. He let out a heavy sigh before spoke. ”That was an amazing event, Dragon.”

“Everything that I’ve wrote in there is true, at least from my own account.” Replied Dragon.

“You realize that this report will be put into the category of S cases ?”

“I understand. It is hard to believe that kind of event. It was like something in comic books or movies.”

“I’m not doubting you, my friend. After knowing you and your mates, it’s kinda hard to say something is impossible. It’s just that I think the world is not ready for this kind of thing yet.”

Dragon smiled. “I understand that. Well, to my philosophy, anything is possible.”

“Indeed.” Replied Kirk dryly, there was a note of sadness in his tone of voice.

“He was a good friend.” Said Dragon, knowing the reason of the sadness in Kirk’s voice. Both knew whom he was talking about.

“Not much that missed your observation.” Said the general.

Dragon shrugged, then grinned. “Being observant helps keep me alive.”

The general chuckled. Then both of them laughed.

***
 

On a coffee shop…

“Here’s your go, sir.” Said the waitress as she set down a cup of hot chocolate on the table, there was a trail of vapor coming out from the drinks. A white plastic spoon was protruding from inside the cup.

“Thanks.” Replied the man as he smiled politely and then continued reading a book on his hands.

A cream-colored manila folder was suddenly dropped on the table near the cup of hot chocolate. This was followed with a beautiful woman wearing an all black formal working clothes, high heel shoes with similar color of her clothes, and a pair of sunglasses, sat down on a chair opposite the man.

“Hey.” Called the woman.

“Hey, Robin, how are you ?” replied the man, Ryu Dragon, as he closed the book that he read and set it on the table.

“Fine, thanks. And you ?”

“Okay.” He looked at the folder. “New case ?”

“Yep. And I get to pick my partner.” She replied while looking at him intently.

His right eyebrows raised slightly. “And I take it that this is not a social meeting ?”

“Well, I can’t see why it can’t be both.” Replied the beautiful agent with a smile.

“Hmm… so you’re choosing me as your partner ?” asked Dragon as he leaned back.

“Well, this is a highly dangerous mission.” Replied Robin.

“Gee, I’m flattered.”

The female agent chuckled. “So ?”

“Where is this mission gonna be ?” asked Dragon.

“Egypt.”

“Egypt ? Hmm… I always want to go there.”

“This is an undercover mission, and we get to play husband and wife.” Said Robin.

Dragon leaned forward in flirtatious manner. “Is that so ?”

Robin grinned.

“And what exactly that we are allowed to do while we’re being ‘husband and wife’ ?” asked the freelance agent, grinning.

“Well, that depends how you behave.” Said Robin with a hidden hint tone of voice.

His grin grew wider. “Well in that case…” he trailed off as he felt a familiarly dangerous aura from behind. “She is behind me, right ?” he asked with fearful tone of voice to the female agent.

Robin, still smiling, nodded.

Dragon turned to see his girlfriend glowed brilliantly a grayish aura. Her expression was of anger, and on her hands was a mallet created from wind elemental power, which was the power that she could utilized freely. “Aw, crap…”

“DRAGOOON, I HATE YOU !!!!” screamed Rogue as she swung the mallet with all her might.

‘WHAMMMMMMOOOOO !!!!’

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA !!!!!!”