Silence in the abandoned base.

Or rather, what was left of it. Ra Devil's rampage had left it almost obliterated. And Hades stood over it, contemplating.

working on. He estimated he had three weeks before he succumbed to the building desire to turn upon the ones he was sworn to defend.

He couldn't stay here. There had to be a cure... Perhaps the mad scientist had one.

"Ngh..." Three weeks. That wasn't good. He needed longer. He needed to find his fellow Terra Defense Numbers.

"Hmph. Fool. You hide behind a cloak of darkness and a false name, but I know all your little secrets..."

"Ah, good! Hades survived."

"Not without consequences, Wily. Your little virus worked its way into my system. I've estimated that I'll succumb in three weeks."

//tempted to use his real name but knowing this verse that'd ruin things for his writer :I

"It seems my heir is learning how to fight rather quickly. Good."