A man ran through the pouring rain. He was holding a small child. A man wearing a white dress shirt and black dress pants jumped over him and landed in front of the man. "Just give up already. You can't run forever." The man in dress clothes said.
"Aka! I thought the boss said not to run ahead!" A woman wearing a sleeveless black dress that went halfway down her shins. Her solid black hair was kept in a long ponytail.
"Well, he's no fun," Aka said to the woman.
Aka turned towards the man. "Listen just hand yourself over, we'll make sure that child is put in a good foster home."
The man glared at Aka. "Screw you!" The man shouted.
The man surrounded his left arm in a blue aura. "Smokescreen!" The man yelled out.
Smoke started to appear around the area the man was in.
"Damn, I can't see anything!" Aka yelled.
The man ran through the smoke until he emerged far from the two chasing him.
"Sella!" A small child whined out.
A woman with solid white, shoulder-length hair walked outside from a small building. She walked over to the whining child. "What's wrong?" She asked in a soothing tone.
"Maranda p-pushed me!" He screamed out.
"Shhh, it's all right," Sella told him.
Sella wrapped her arms around the child, hugging him. Sella let go of the child and walked over to the young, little girl, Maranda. "Why did you push Grant?" Sella asked her.
Before Maranda could answer the front door of the small building could be heard opening and being shut. "I'll be right back," Sella told Maranda.
When Sella got inside there was a woman wearing a set of silver armor with a little amount of light pink outlining the armor. Her hair was shoulder length light pink hair. "Yes, can I help you?" Sella asked the woman.
"We are looking for someone." Sella recoiled a little, the voice she heard was high-pitched and came from the direction of the woman but did not come from the woman herself.
"I'm sorry could you repeat that?" Sella asked her.
"I said that we are looking for a man." The same voice said.
A tiny man the size of a person's hand climbed up onto the woman's shoulder. "Hand her the poster." The woman pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to Sella.
Sella looked at the paper, it had a picture of a man on it. The man had short, dark hair and blue eyes. "Have you seen him?" Another voice asked.
Sella looked up at the woman to see two more tiny men standing on the woman's other shoulder. "I can't say I have seen him, sorry," Sella told them. "Can I ask why you are looking for him?" Sella asked.
The woman sighed, "We cannot disclose that information." The woman finally spoke. "Thank you for your time. The woman turned around and walked out the front door.
-Present-
Irima walked towards the tournament arena. Kamio followed behind her. "So what does a woman with tiny men have to do with you being a criminal?" Irima turned her head and glared at Kamio.
"I'm getting to that part." They arrived at the Arena; Irima walked up to a staff person and asked where to sign up.
Kamio sat at a nearby bench while Irima went to sign up. "What name do you want to use?" The man at the sign-up station asked her.
Irima thought for a moment. "Shadows Mask." She told him.
"Ma'am, you do know that is a criminal right?" He asked.
"Yes, he can't publicly sign up, so he took my family hostage and is forcing me to sign him up," Irima told the man.
"Why don't you contact authorities?" The man asked.
"Have you not heard what happened in Molognia?" Irima asked him. The man shook his head.
"Shadows Mask fought two Elites from the Northern Territory and won."
The man had a grim look on his face. "I see."
Eventually, Irima walked back to Kamio. "I'm finished," Irima announced to him.
"Where was I?" Irima asked.
"Some woman with three tiny men just left a building."
"That's right," Irima said
To Be Continued