"Crud!" Stu yelled, "It's Gas!"

Civilians were panicking then collapsed.

"They're Unconscious." Plant Man said.

Stu wasn't knocked out yet due to the fact that he had one hand covering his mouth and nose and a fire extinguisher in the other trying to break a window open. He did and got out to get some fresh air. He looked back and saw a few thugs grabbing the unconscious citizens.

"Come on," one thug said "We need more humans to summon more spri. Right now we can barely summon one."

"What's a spri?" another thug asked.

"Spri were navi like beings for an ancient race called Nettoran." a third thug answered.

"They say they can control objects when the Nettoran that controls them sends them into the objects." the first thug added.

After overhearing the conversation, Stu took a very deep breath, hold his breath, covered his mouth and nose and reentered the restaurant. Then he entered the employees' only area and tried to sneak in some food for himself and the other AH.

"Hey!" A thug who had caught the Acid Hacker yelled. "There is still one breathing! Turn off the gas!" The thug grabbed by both arms.

The gas was then vacuumed out of the restaurant.

"Finally, I can breathe again." Stuart thought to himself.

"He's seen too much of the Order of Mayak's operations. He must be terminated." another thug yelled.

"Just my luck" Stu replied, "A new crime syndicate."

One of the thugs pulled out a dagger from his coat sleeve. Stuart could obviously tell it was going to split his neck. Suddenly a few loud thuds were

"I'm going to check this out.!" the third thug yelled as he went into the kitchen. Then Stu then heard a few punch and kicks being thrown followed by slam, a sizzle and a painful scream

"My Face! My beautiful face!" The thug screamed.

"His face must have been slammed into the grill." The Acid Hacker thought.

"What happened?"

"Somebody must have jumped him."

"I'll go check."

Another thug ran into the kitchen, with knife armed. Then Stuart heard swords clashing. Then Stu heard a kick and then he saw the thug hit the trash cans.

"What the?" the final thug yelled as he pulled out a gun. Suddenly a flying projectile hit the thug's hand, causing him to drop the gun. Suddenly a figure dashed out from the kitchen and punched him strait in the chin and then straight into the thug's gut, knocking out the thug.

The figure was neither an Acid Hacker nor a Net Guardian.

"Who is this guy? Is he a friend or a foe?" The Acid Hacker thought.

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