The night was wet as rain descend upon Heaven. It wasn't much though, as the citizens still went out with their umbrellas and rain coats to their various destinations. One particular man wearing a black hooded rain coat walked through the midst of other people wearing yellow, grey and green rain coats. He walked with his head bowed while he looked around him suspiciously at all angles. He quickly rounded up to a corner and walked down into an alley. He stood in front of a metallic door and knocked on it. A holographic image of a robot's face came out from a small projector inscribed on the door and faced him.
     " Code?", asked the hologram.
     " 56GE9", replied the man.
     " Who have you come to see?", questioned the hologram.
     " Juan Carlos", answered the man.
     The projector pulled back the hologram while the door slid open. Loud circular music could be heard from inside. The man sighed and walked right in through the passage. He met two male cyborg guards standing at the end of the passage, with a wall behind their backs. He stopped in front of them and looked at them. The cyborgs scanned him with their right eyes which were small red oval scanners and later asked him to take down his hood. He sighed again and put down the hood, revealing his constant worried face. Both cyborgs moved towards him and did a thorough search on him. When they were sure he possessed no undetectable weapons their scans couldn't pick up, one of them stepped back and placed his right hand on the wall. A rectangular light blue light scanned his hand, and once recognized, the wall parted into two, revealing a shorter passage that had a purple curtain hung at the end. The music was now louder than before, and once the man passed through the curtain, he could see a large turnout of people partying in a club. The disco ball illuminated the room with various colours of light while the people danced to the beat of the music from the DJ who stood on a mounted platform at the extreme end. Strippers danced on poles cited in different areas while there was a female cyborg bartender on the extreme left serving loads of drinks behind her, being helped by more than ten waitresses. The man moved towards the bartender while struggling to get pass the partying all-nighters. He finally reached the bartender and tapped on the counter to get her attention.
     " Well well well", said the bartender when she recognized him immediately," What brings you here Phil?".
     " I'm here to see your boss", replied Phil.
     " He's been expecting ya", she said as she turned her back against him and cleaned a glass cup with a small white napkin," Why you look so worried if I may ask?".
     " It's nothing really. Just wanna see your boss".
     " Well then, he's at that corner over there", she replied and looked at her right. Phil followed her gaze and sighted the man he wanted to see, wooing himself with four women, surrounded by a bunch of cyborgs wearing black tuxedos with black hats standing like statues with their arms crossed.
     " Thanks", said Phil as he started heading towards Iscar.
     " Your welcome Phil", replied the cyborg as she served a glass of alcohol to a joyful man.
     Phil navigated his way through the swarms of people and finally got to were Juan was. The guards prevented him from seeing Juan and did the same check-in process which the first two guards did, but this time more roughly. It was after Phil was cleared that Iscar finally noticed his presence.
     Juan was a wild black Spanish man who's real name is unknown. His hair was rarely combed and was only combed on very special occasions. He was dressed in a black sleeveless unzipped jacket, a white singlet, yellow jeans, a pair of white socks and red sneakers respectively. He tied a red handkerchief which had white spades on it round his head and wore three gold chains which had a golden Havon curreny symbol, a golden cross and a golden eagle with widespread wings and a hole in the head to serve as the eye on each individual chain. He also wore ten rings which had a different colour of a ruby on each finger. He was rich damn right, but the only thing he lacked was sense.
     " Phil my man!", he exclaimed in a joyful gesture. He laughed and hugged him as though they were buddies.
     " Nice to see you Iscar", replied Phil as they disengaged.
     " Sit sit mi amigo", ushered Iscar as he gestured him towards a long purple couch behind him.
     When they were seated, Juan called two of the women over. One sat on his laps and kissed him on his left cheek while Phil kindly asked the other to leave him alone.
     " Come on amigo, when are you going to light up and have fun?", asked Juan as he enveloped his woman in his arms.
     " I'm married and don't have time for these", replied Phil as the other woman sat beside Juan on the other side and kissed him on his right cheek. Juan was now distracted as the two women kissed him continuously.
     " Juan? Juan? Juan!", queried Phil as he was getting impatient.
     " What? What?", complained Juan as he faced Phil while the women stopped kissing him and started rubbing his shirt," Can't I have fun?".
     " We need to talk, and it's urgent", stressed Phil with a serious expression on his face.
     Seeing the look on his face, Juan sighed and sent the women away, ordering them to invite the other ladies to their special room. He faced Phil and asked," Alright amigo, what seems to trouble you?".
     " I feel I'm being targeted".
     " By who?", asked Juan as he leaned over to listen to what Phil had to say.
     " By... Sarah Jordan".
     " What? The bitch that disappeared months ago? Come on amigo. You really sure?".
     " I'm still doubtful about it but unsure either. Think of it, what if those people who snatched her from my hands have now saved her just to get to me".
     " You see what I mean. I knew you should have finished her off when you had the chance. I helped you did part of that dirty work and yet still you failed twice in killing her".
     " I know and I'm sorry. But right now I'm in grave danger man".
     " Speaking of those goons that robbed her from you, I finally found out who the hell they were, but they were already killed before I knew it".
     " All?".
     " All. They were descendants of a group of daredevils also named the Daredevil Squad in the 21th century. Their leader was Kevin, code named Deathblade, a former black ops soldier who was roasted alive by his brother".
     " Why would he do such?", asked a surprised Phil.
     " Those guys had grudges in their last operation. Whatever happened made Kevin abandoned the other and left him to his fate. His brother's name is Deral Kavina. The brute was rescued by someone who trained him into the terror by the name of Serpent Barnes. Seems like Barnes just wanted payback".
     " Whatever Juan. What's more important is my safety. My life is at stake here and I really need your help".
     " The last time I helped you you left a huge plot hole in the plan".
     " Please Juan. I know I still haven't paid you back for the Blue Orbs I promised to find, but if you can just help me, I swear to you that I will drain out  every ounce of that power from Jordan's field".
     " Hmm. You amuse me amigo. Well from the way I'm looking at things that means our lives are at stake, not just yours. So I'll double my security while I'll leave a detachment of specially trained cyborgs"
     This obviously made Phil smile." What kind of cyborgs are we talking about?".
     " The BB-340s".
     Phil was shocked," The Battle Beserker 340s! Where did you get those?".
     " Money got them Phil. Money always speaks", replied Juan with pride.
     " How many are you going to give me?", asked Phil with keen interest.
     " I'll give you twenty of them. They're very expensive to be bought and managed. I have enough security already. The BB-340s are all you and your family needs".
     The smile on Phil's face widened as he shook hands with Juan," Thank you so much Juan. You're indeed my saviour indeed".
     Juan laughed a little at Phil's gratitude. A waitress later came their way and brought two glass cups and a bottle of Dubal on a metallic tray. She bent down to a level were the tray activated it's flight system and hovered above the men's knees.
     " ¿bébé?", asked Juan in Spanish. Drink?
     " Si", Phil replied in Spanish as well and took one of the cups. Yes.
     Smiling, Juan took his cup as well and popped open the bottle with his teeth. While they made merry, one of the cyborgs raised his head to reveal Cheetah, whose face had an evil smile on it.