"Oh man, I can't believe it: Aleksandr Ivanovich 'Sasha' Soldatov, the Russian of HEROES, codename Russia, is panicking." The Enemy shouted with excitement. He looked behind his shoulder, looking down at me.

We were flying straight up in the sky with speed with The Enemy dragging me from behind him; I was being held in a taunt, black, smoke-like rope. I was completely frozen in frenzy, having a difficult time comprehending all that was going on and what to do about it.

"I've gotta tell you," he continued on as we flew higher up, "HEROES has got to be the weakest group of heroes ever! No powers, no supernatural abilities, only relying on weaponry that I can see!" He halted his flight and directed the black rope to lift me up to his eye level. "Fooled ya, didn't I?"

I felt my fury beginning to grow in me as the words of his mockery was sinking in. I turned to my left, seeing the full moon shining in the sky, then I turned back to look straight into his eyes, wanting to tell him through my expression that if he says anything like that again, I would make him take it back.

"What are you going to do about this predicament now, Sasha?" The Enemy asked me with fake concern. "You can't get your precious gun. You can't call for your glider. Oh, how sad, Sasha, what a tragedy." He stuck his bottom lip out, making fun of me with his expressions.

I hated that nickname: Sasha. It was the name one would use to jeer at me, since it sounds like a girl's name. But unfortunately, it is the nickname of my full first name.

But the question was how The Enemy knew about this nickname of mine, how he knew my full name. Well, he was The Enemy, must've been spying on us or something. It also seemed like he has powers himself, so maybe he had powers that let him able to know that information? So why even ask for my name?

"Sasha...!" I heard The Enemy's voice ringing.

I snapped out of my thoughts, scrambling for a plan. Then I got it.

"What am I gonna do about it?" I asked him back. "Look at me."

He shot me a glare, staring straight at me.

I then began leaning closer to him, keeping my eyes on him while trying to push away the awkward feeling that was rising in me. I felt the restraints around me began to weaken as he stuck his face out toward me. I pulled my arm through the misty rope's area, out into the air, then I snapped myself away from him and threw a punch straight at his head.

The Enemy flung his head to my left from the impact I brought along to him. I then felt the force of my movement of the punch pushing me to the left as well. The restraints were now gone, so I began free falling through the sky.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" I immediately reached into my pocket, pulled out my suit chip, pulled out the adult mode chip from the energy source and stuck the other chip in. The suit began folding around me as the ground was rushing up to me, but luckily, I activated my glider just as I made contact to the ground: my glider formed underneath my feet, so I stuck my feet out at the ground, then blasted up into the air, ready to finish up The Enemy once and for all.

"What am I gonna do about it?!" I shouted at him as I deactivated my helmet so that he could hear me; I then pulled out Zashchitnik and turned it on, pointing it straight at my enemy. "I'm gonna kill you, that's what I'm gonna do about it!"

The Enemy was looking at something that was behind me. "Oh, well if you're gonna do that, I think you should consult with your boss first."

"What?" I turned around, seeing Andrea on the balcony of the top floor, looking at me with a shocked look.

"What are you doing?" she squeaked loudly.

"I'm gonna kill 'im!" I snapped at her. I turned smoothly turned back to look at him, bringing Zashchitnik back to shooting point. "Like what he deserves."

"No, you're suppose to capture him, not kill him! We need to interrogate him!" I heard her shout at me.

Just kill him, don't listen to her, I thought to myself as I kept my aim at him.

"Go ahead, shoot me," The Enemy told me with his hands up in the air.

I clutched onto the trigger and took in a deep breath, looking straight at him, ready to end him. But before I could press my finger on the trigger, a sharp pain erupted in my mind. I yelled in agony as painful images of memories whipped through my mind, memories I never wanted to remember. I squeezed my eyes shut as I attempted to ward off the sounds of voices that where zipping through my head. What is going on‽

I then heard Andrea yelling, "STOP!!!" as I felt something go in front of me.

"Oh man, what's going on?" I heard Bree say from behind me.

"Hey, who's that?" I heard Cade say from behind me as well.

Suddenly, the pain went away from my head and after that, I felt my own energy being low. I felt myself beginning to fall back, but Andrea got ahold of my hand. I looked up, seeing her in her battle suit with her purple, translucent wings spread out from behind her.

"Let's take you down. Give me your other hand," she told me calmly.

I would've told her I got it, but I knew I didn't since I could barely keep my balance. So I begrudgingly gave her my other hand; she held onto it and pulled me slowly back onto the grass that was below us, which was located on the side of the mansion.

I settled onto the grass and sat on it, trying to get all my energy back so that I could continue on with ending The Enemy.

Andrea kneeled next to me, placing a hand on her shoulder as she folded her wings. "Are you okay?"

I nodded my head as I deactivated my glider. "Yeah, I'm fine."

She then snapped her eyes up, looking at the other side of me. "What are you guys doing here? You're suppose to be inside!"

I turned to my left, seeing Bree and Cade on my other side with their battle suits on as well.

"Oh well, we saw you two out there, so we thought we could join and help ya guys since we're a team, right...?" Cade made a weak fist pump while chuckling nervously.

"So if we're all out here, whose inside keeping an eye on The Enemy?" she asked us.

Silence took over the conversation as we all just stared at each other.

"We better get back in there," Bree croaked out with a nod.

"Yeah, let's go." Andrea stood up and took the chip out from the energy source, letting her suit fold to her resting suit, then placed the adult mode chip in; the other two did the same thing. They then began walking toward the building.

"Wait!" I gathered all the energy I could grasp in a split second and pushed myself onto my feet.

They halted in their tracks and turned around to face me.

"Russia, you stay here and rest, okay?" Andrea told me, extending a hand out at me.

"No, I need to do this! I gotta look for him and fight!" I balled my hands into fists.

"Not in the condition you're in, you couldn't even balance on your glider. Stay here, get some rest, and don't move. We'll come by to get you when we're done." She then turned back around, along with the rest of the group, and entered the building.

With sigh, I sat back down on the grass, feeling defeated. I didn't feel like deactivating my battle suit--I got a feeling I would be needing it. But at least if someone came by and saw me, they wouldn't see it. I could care less about not looking like an adult, I'm not inside the building.

I brought my knees up to my chest and wrapped my arms around them as I gazed up at the sky, wondering how everyone back in Russia was doing, especially Feliks, the one whom I love the most. "Я вернусь," I whispered into the sky, "Я скоро вернусь." I then gazed to my right, then to my left, hoping that no one was seeing me. But instead of seeing someone witnessing me talking to the sky, I spotted something I'm glad I spotted. I'll come back, I'll come back soon.

On the other side of the window on the second flooring was The Enemy, who I noticed had a gun out that was  pointing with a downward slant. I then heard a loud booming voice coming from the building, like as if someone was talking with a microphone. The speeches, they're starting... The Enemy, he's gonna shoot!

I then heard loud applauses erupting from the building along with more muffled, loud talking. No, he's gonna shoot him! With a deep breath in, I pressed my hands against the grass and pushed myself onto my feet. I extended my palms out toward the ground, stabilizing myself. I slowly lifted my head up, staring straight at The Enemy as I saw him cocking the gun. He's gonna do it... I snapped my eyes over to a much more larger window that led to the first floor and the ceiling; I then got an idea.

I activated my glider and gradually lifted myself off from the ground, scaling up the window while keeping an eye on The Enemy. I then saw him aiming the gun more skillfully downward as I heard a roar of terrorized commotion starting up in the building.

Now, I thought to myself. I then pressed my weight forward and I flew straight at the window, feeling my suit make contact with it as shards of glass surrounded me. I then saw a small, silver object flying across from my path right in front of me as I was sailing through the air. The bullet. I extended the right palm of my hand out toward it, intending to grab it. But instead I felt immense pain as it made contact on me and I rushed down, crashing onto the floor with a huge CLASH!!!

I skidded onto the marble flooring with the side my suit and glider scratching against it. I had my eyes shut tight once again as I bared my teeth, trying to deal with the pain that was spiralling out of control from my hand.

I sensed everyone rushing up to me and staring down at me with shock and gasps.

I slowly opened my eyes staring at my right hand. The glove had a hole through it and it was splattered with my blood. I then snapped my eyes up, seeing The Enemy staring down at me with the gun still aiming at its target.

"HE'S UP THERE!!!" I shouted in my own accent, not caring about disguising my voice; I just wanted him to be noticed. I extended my left hand up at his direction.

Everyone looked upward and The Enemy rushed down the hallway, vanishing into one of the doors. A few people ran off to what I assume was to go get him.

I let myself go limp, staring up at the almost blinding chandeliers, having my full attention on the pain that I was experiencing.

"Are you okay?" I heard a young lady asking me.

"Someone call 9-1-1," an old man said.

"He's fine, he's fine," I heard Andrea notifying the people as she made her way up to me. She then looked down at me. "C'mon, let's take you back."

I pursed my lips and a little nod and extended my good hand out at her so that she could help me. She took my hand and pulled me up, letting me swing my arm around her shoulder for support; she then dragged me out of the room and out of the mansion.