Legacies: Issue 9

Welcome!!

This is the *NINTH* issue of our new Fanon-Made storyline called *Legacies.* To read the previous issue, click here. This storyline is Role-played and made by a certain number of experienced RPers. These are our RPers, and their OCs:

* TheSuperiorOne - Atlas Herrera
* Thecryingwolf3553 -  Izaak Walentowicz
* PyroHunter16 -  Kurenai Weiß
* Infamoussnakerising -  Jack Callahan

If you want to join the current ongoing RP, please ask in the comments and you will need most of our approvals to RP in here. Also, you need to have a DC OC (Original Character) submitted to this wiki and must share it with us so we know who we are RPing with. The key of the RP that we use:

* Normal writing is the dialogue between the characters.
* *Italic writing is a special writing type used for any type of long distance communication or a change in voice.*
* ***Bold and italic writing are the actions that characters do.***
* Writing in between the \*asterisk\* means that the character is talking in their heads.

## Right after Enkar escapes...

***Atlas's head is spinning as his newfound power dissipates. He runs towards a bloody Amias and falls to his knees, holding him in his arms and crying many tears. It doesn't cross his mind that he doesn't have his tonic so he tries to summon it and use it on Amias, but nothing happens. He starts screaming in pain and rage and tries to yell at him to wake up. Sinai flies from the sky and stops his flight so he can land on the ground nearby Atlas and Amias. He looks shocked and angry and gets on his knees as well, trying to summon the Robe of the Phoenix. Sparks of purple flames exit his hand but nothing happens and he slams his fist on the ground next to them.***

Sinai: Fuck! I'm sorry, Atlas. I can't save him... ***Atlas had his head down on his brother's chest, weeping. Meanwhile the portal was still closing and Izaak noticed this.***

Izaak: \*Did he just jump into the Spectral Plane?!\* ***Izaak looked over and saw that Amias had been hurt, then looked back at the closing portal.*** \*You're not escaping, asshole. Come on, Izaak. Move!\* ***Izaak quickly dashed over to the portal and jumped inside, one half of his body in and the other half out. He used his spine and arms to hold the portal open, as the grey edges carved into him. It hurt him but he spread spectral energy around his skin to keep the portal intact long enough. Izaak held it wider, fully opening it to body-length.*** GUYS! Enkar ran into the Spectral Plane! I-I can't hold this portal for long but I'm trying! We can't let this bastard escape, so hurry up and run through!

Kurenai: *On it! **Kurenai flies through the portal as fast as he can. Atlas notices that Izaak is holding it open and looks at Amias, then Sinai.***

Sinai: Dude, I'll take care of him somehow. Enkar's stasis spell stopped so I can probably take him to a hospital. Just go and take him down!!! ***Atlas, with a face full of anger and sorrow got up and ran off to the portal. His body charged once more with white lightning and he summoned back the power-up that he previously gained. He yelled angrily as he sprinted past Izaak into the portal. Sinai picked up Amias's body and started to take off, but the sky began to rumble and this weird colored lightning was building up. It then suddenly shot down at Sinai and Amias but out of instinct he let him go and jumped out of the way, instantly regretting it. The lightning is about to engulf Amias's body as this scene cuts to the Spectral Plane and Atlas jumping in. Jack jumps in after him, rolling and looking around, but Atlas is dead set on Enkar and begins taking off, chasing Enkar.***

***The Spectral Plane was an entirely white dimension of infinite area, like an unending blank canvas spread across the multiverse. The only buildings were made of ectoplasm, from fragmented memories, and the only inhabitants were sorrowful spirits, soulless minds that wandered around. Upon everyone entering the Plane, they instantly felt its cold atmosphere and white noise, but the blankness wasn't blinding, just empty. The horizons seemed to become greyer the further out they were, and buildings weren't collected like cities but more like single blocks scattered around. When everyone stepped inside, the portal collapsed behind them, Izaak jumped in with them. The spirits instantly sensed intact souls inside their realm, and became hungry to collect and consume them, and started gathering around the Legacies.***

Izaak: Guys, stay close. It's very, very easy to get lost here, every direction looks the same to outsiders. Keep away from the spirits, but if you have to, use energy attacks against them, it should hinder them. Physical attacks won't connect. Follow me, I can navigate this place. ***Izaak began looking around, and saw Enkar in the distance.*** There! This way! Stay away from the spirits! ***Atlas, who already took off, didn't hear what Izaak was saying to the rest of the group. He kept running after Enkar and saw him fly above a few ectoplasm buildings. He began to turn to the left and run up a building, and as he got to the edge of the building, he jumped off using lots of leg strength to soar over the building. He looked around the scary landscape of the Spectral Plane, but fear was not consuming him: rage was. He did not care for the spirits flying at him and focused on Enkar. White lightning charged through his left arm and he pointed two fingers at Enkar, shooting a precise shot at him, just missing his body.***

Atlas: SHIT! ***Gravity began to take over as he landed on the ectoplasm ground, causing slight ripples, but continuing his swift chase. Some spirits tried to to intercept his path, so he tried to jump up and punch at spirit, but his fist went right through. He ignored this, scoffing and tried to push himself to catch up to a flying Enkar.***

Kurenai: This is trippy... ***Kurenai returned to his human form to preserve demonic energy, sticking close to Izaak while chasing after Enkar.*** The hell is he planning to do here...?

***Enkar was getting farther away while he flew around ectoplasm buildings and hoards of spirits chasing him. Atlas was behind and trying his best to parkour through the obstacles with intense speed and catch up, but this led the spirits to turn their attention to him. He couldn't focus on the spirits chasing him because of his own emotions clouding his mind and judgement to maybe stay with Izaak, a person who actually knows his way around. Atlas even did not feel his bones and ligaments slowly deteriorated due to the strain the white electricity had onto his own body, pushing his body to the absolute limits. If he keeps going, this could be fatal, but Atlas was too stubborn to fall victim to the pain. He kept racing towards Enkar and shot multiple strikes of lightning in his direction, but his last lightning strike got close, missed, but suddenly curved in the direction of his foot, hitting him. He growled and kept flying while Atlas tried his best to follow, only with his injuries becoming more and more fatal by the second... As this was happening, the others could see white lightning being blasted through the endless scape of the Spectral Plane, to which they knew their way to Atlas and Enkar.***

Kurenai: Guys... we should probably follow Atlas before he gets extra fucked up. ***He summoned Raiju and mounted it.*** If you guys need a ride, I got you. ***Izaak flew off to avoid any PTSD flashbacks from being sawed by the bike while in Sinai's body while Jack hopped on Raiju with Kurenai. They immediately chased after Atlas, Raiju blasting through the crowds of spirits as fast as it could to catch up while Izaak flew through the plane.***

Enkar: All according to plan... ***He said to himself as he noticed everyone travelling past the hordes of spirits to get to him. He then flew down into a forest-type area where everything was still ectoplasm. There was a certain "dark" area where he flew down to, and there seemed to be ominous energy radiating from that area but Atlas sprinted to it, thinking he was finally close to catching Enkar. When arriving at the "dark" area, Atlas came to a stop and began to generate high amounts of electricity within his body shooting it out at the area hoping to get Enkar, but nothing happened. He ran towards the center of the dark area and suddenly was grabbed by the throat by a cloaked figure with sharp nails digging into his neck.***

Atlas: Urgh... W-Who are you.... ***Panic rose within him as he started to claw and pull at the cloaked figure but with little effect. He wanted to escape his grip as fast as possible and beat down on him, but there seemed to be no chance of escaping any time soon.*** H-Help!!

Cloak: *Don't expect it to come anytime soon. First, we're going to have a little dance, you and I. **The cloaked figure flew away just as Kurenai and Jack arrived with Raiju, leading them deeper into the darkness as all of them dived into the abyss. Kurenai rode Raiju down the walls of ectoplasm leading further into what slowly began to take a hellish appearance, the saws in the wheels protruding to keep them anchored before the figure threw Atlas onto what looked like an alter, demonic claws springing out to keep him restrained.** Now... stay still.*

Atlas: Wha- ***He immediately began to struggle and try to break out of the demonic claw restraints. The more he struggled, the more they weakened and finally, he broke up with demonic claws flying everywhere. His body surged with white lightning and his fist ignited with immense electrical energy and he lunged at the cloaked figure.*** WHO ARE YOU!??! ***He threw the powerful punch at the cloaked figure. The figure dissipated into mist, reappearing behind Atlas and whispering in his ear creepily.***

Cloak: *You'll find out once he gets down here.**He nodded towards Kurenai, who proceeded to jump off the wall he was riding.***

Kurenai: Jack, I'm splitting the bike. Give me some cover fire! ***He launched Jack into the air to rain down bullets from above before Raiju separated, the handlebars relocating to the front and back ends of the bike as he hefted the weapons around and slammed them into the ground.*** Atlas, watch out below!! ***Jack proceeded to pull out any of the one handed use guns he had, holding all the others with tendrils as he precisely aimed all guns at one target at the same time and he was somehow keeping himself suspended in the air. The bullets managed to stun the cloaked figure, somehow temporarily disabling its ability to dissipate as Atlas managed to get clear of Kurenai's attack. Just as Kurenai landed, Raiju's wheels flared out into saw-blades, rending through the figure's cloak and slowly removing it.*** Who the hell are you?!

Cloak: *My my, you don't recognize me at all... **Just as Kurenai finished his combo with Raiju, the cloak disintegrated enough to reveal part of the figure's face... but not enough to identify him.** What a shame... I suppose you'll just have to guess. **The figure quickly regenerated his cloak before extending one of his claws out to grab Jack out of the air and slamming him into Kurenai before sweeping around and smacking the two of them into Atlas. The three of them end up hitting one of the walls as Raiju dismissed itself.***

Jack: Did we lose again? ***He groaned out. Atlas stumbled to get up, his entire body screaming in pain from his muscles being torn to his ligaments being more and more disintegrated through the use of the white lightning. He did not know that however, and forced himself to stand up, wanting to cry from the pain.***

Atlas: N-N-Not yet.... ***He ignited his hands in lightning, but it quickly went out as he hit the ground. He started to hear laughter as Enkar was behind the cloaked figure and watching this unfold.***

Enkar: I didn't do that to you, boy. You did that to yourself it seems! Your "strength" became your own downfall!! ***He began to holler out laughing, as it echoed among the area in the Spectral Plane.*** Your friend is now lost among the Spectral Plane, so you three are all that's left. And look at you! ***He taunted at them. Atlas's anger began to well up and he pushed through all the pain and sprinted at Enkar, his speed multiplied by the lightning within him. The cloaked figured intercepted him and slammed him among the ground, holding him by the throat, once more.***

Cloak: *Learn when to give up, boy. At this rate, you'll just be a bloody dead-weight I can use to recuperate. **The cloaked figure prepared to stab Atlas with his other claw, only for a hell-fireball to hit his face.** The hell...?*

Kurenai: Hey jackass... you forget there's more of us?! ***He aimed a pair of pistols and began firing them at the figure, Spectral Blades flying in tandem with his shots.***

Cloak: *Those guns... these swords... **He dodged all of the attacks before slamming Atlas into the ground hard enough to knock him unconscious. He then proceeds to jab Atlas with his claws, siphoning some of his blood.** How nostalgic... Like father, like son, eh?*

Kurenai: "Father?" I don't have a father... He died a long time ago! ***Kurenai summons the Ifrit sword, holstering his pistols and sliding across the floor as the sword exploded and sent him forward with a stab. The figure removed his claw just in time to catch the attack bare-handed before flicking his wrist and sending Kurenai flying into the wall, still holding the Ifrit.***

Cloak: *Dead weights, you lousy twats! That's all you'll ever amount to! Nothing but a group of useless misfits! **He chuckled out of sheer disappointment.** A useless Nephalem, an abysmally-performing Abysmal New God, and a pathetic, overgrown science project trying to get a second wind.*

Kurenai: You son of a bitch... ***Kurenai struggled to stand up, panting as he summoned his Katana Chuumon.***

Cloak: *Hm? Now that sword... brings back some memories... **He chuckled as Kurenai unsheathed the weapon, standing up and breathing in deep.***

Kurenai: "Dead weight," huh...? I'll show you dead weight! ***Kurenai pulls his Devil Trigger, generating an explosion of demonic energy as scales and demonic flesh replaced his human body. His wings spread out and launched him forward at the cloaked figure, slashing forward only to be met with a claw gripping the blade.** What the hell...?!*

Cloak: *I'll do you a favor... and leave this sword whole in her honor. As for you... I can't guarantee the same fate. **He swung Kurenai around by the blade of the Katana before throwing him at a wall, demonic runes flowing through the blade from Kurenai into the figure's arm. By the time the figure let go, Kurenai had been forced out of Devil Trigger, colliding with the wall as a human.***

Kurenai: He... sapped my Devil Trigger... The hell...?!

Cloak: *Boy... you are taking too long to figure out who I am... But no matter... **The cloaked figure took a less hazy form. Slowly, his body turned into a demonic form, solidifying into something resembling Kurenai's Devil Trigger, but much more matured. A black-bodied devil with a vaguely-insectoid design. Downward-pointing horns began to form, though the remnants of the cloak remained draped around his head and torso, keeping his face obscured.** I'll be whole soon enough.*

Jack: ***Jack fired his guns at Cloak and was getting up as if nothing happened.*** For the record...Suit’s a science project. ***It was as if his regeneration improved from last time he was winded.*** Also I’m pretty sure you need something bigger... ***He then kept away the guns pulled out a large anti-tank rifle.***

Cloak: *Seems like you're compensating for something with that. **He proceeded to launch his claw out at the rifle, gripping it and flinging him into Kurenai, who just stood up.** Now... about that arm of yours, boy...*

Kurenai: Whose arm? ***He held his arm out towards Chuumon, which was lying on the floor a few feet away.***

Cloak: *Who else has a demon arm? **Just as the cloaked figure was about to step on Kurenai's arm, the Kurenai's Phantom appeared and slashed forward, launching him away as it retrieved Kurenai's sword and pulled him to his feet.** Hm? This is curious. I don't ever remember using anything like this.*

Kurenai: *Eat shit and die, jackass! **Kurenai charged forward with his Phantom, slashing at the figure, only for the phantom to suddenly disappear, converted into demonic power that was absorbed into the figure.*** Shit...! ***The attack just reflects off of the figure's devilish hide, which was now much more solid, though faintly ghastly.***

Cloak: No more hiding... The time has come. ***The figure pulled back its cloak... revealing the devilish face of Kurenai's father, Akuryou.*** I'm whole enough to show my face.

Kurenai: ...you son of a bitch! ***Kurenai tried to get up and slash at him again, but Akuryou back-hand slapped him across the room.***

Akuryou: You insult your father? Looks like you need to be punished, son. ***Before he could do anything else, he dropped to his knees, feeling a sharp pain run through his chest.*** Dammit... I'm still not strong enough... ***He drew a circle in the air before slashing through it, generating a portal to the infernal realm... Hell itself.*** Time for a little tactical retreat. ***He tried to walk through the portal, only for the Spectral Plane itself to pull him back, preventing him for leaving.*** What...?! This damn plane...

Kurenai: He can't go... but we could...! JACK!! Get Atlas and haul ass through that portal! We're not strong enough to win this! ***Jack nodded and sent some Xenocyte tendrils to pick up the unconscious Atlas. Kurenai used his Spectral arm to pull Akuryou back from the portal while pulling him towards it, roundhouse-kicking his father away from the portal as he let Jack and Atlas enter it first.*** What a heartwarming family reunion, huh?

Akuryou: Indeed so. Perhaps you should give your old man a hug! ***Akuryou charged at his son, who rushed forward as well, colliding in a clash of demonic power.***

Kurenai: All we're missing is the little sister!

Akuryou: Ah yes... the blue one. I need something from her too. Once I have what I need from you, I'll pay her a visit! ***He forced Kurenai away, sending his son tumbling towards the portal to hell that was beginning to weaken.***

Kurenai: \*Gotta get out of here...\* Sayonara, asshole! ***Kurenai sheathed his sword and tied it to his back before diving through the portal... only for his father to grab hold of his demonic arm.*** The hell do you want?!

Akuryou: I need your arm...

Kurenai: Piss off! ***He pulled out one of his guns and began shooting his father in the face in an attempt to make him let go. No matter what he tried, his father was determined to keep the demonic arm in his hand. Focusing on pulling himself through the portal, he managed to get about all of his body through it. Well, all except for his right forearm, where his demonic power was concentrated.*** Let go!!

Akuryou: Enjoy your stay in hell. ***With a devilish smirk, Akuryou closed the portal, severing his son's arm from his body and trapping him in hell.*** With this... I will be one step closer to my goals...

## In Hell

***All that could be heard were Kurenai's screams of agony. He held his right arm at the elbow, since there was nothing else below that. Jack tried binding it with strands of the Xenocyte to stop the blood loss, while Atlas remained unconscious. The damage done to the Legacies... was brutal. Izaak was missing in the Spectral Plane, held back by the denizens of the Plane. Atlas' body was torn to shreds by his own power. Jack's encounter with Akuryou had forced him to face a brutal truth: he was a weak outcast, even among outcasts. Kurenai's arm was severed, his greatest tool lost to his father.***

Kurenai: We... have to leave... we have to go... Emily... ***He held out his stump, tracing his pools of blood into a ritual circle.*** A one-way return portal to a location of my choosing... The Tavern... I can get to Emily there... or someone can find us there... Just... get the hell out of Hell. ***He used the stump to finish the creation of the ritual before chanting in a demonic tongue, creating a portal to an alleyway near the Tavern.*** We gotta go... ***The three of them stumbled through the portal, Kurenai going last. As he passed through the gate, he felt the majority of his remaining demonic power leaving his body, remaining trapped in hell as he returned to Earth.*** Shit... ***With that, he passed out on the ground, blood leaking from his arm while Jack kept Atlas nearby, guns out and prepared to fire on any threats.***

***It seemed to be late at night now, as going into the Spectral Plane, then Hell caused time to pass extremely fast in the real world.***

Sinai: Hey!! ***His voice was carried through the air and when Jack looked up, he saw Sinai who landed on the ground in front of them.*** Shit... You guys are in horrible shape... Let me help you guys out and take you to this hospital I found. ***He picked up Atlas out of Jack's grip and slumped him over his shoulder. As he nodded at Jack, Sinai's motherbox was in cube form ready to respond to any commands, but before he could say anything, there was a voice.***

Mysterious Voice #1: There he is. The Son of our Savior, weak and helpless. Zoa Squadron, move in and collect the target. ***On command, four cloaked individuals dropped down from the roof. Before anyone could attempt to defend, one of the four launched a mass of demonic tentacles that restrained them all. The tentacles wrapped around Kurenai pulled him towards the tentacled Zoa, who handed him to another taller Zoa.*** You won't do anything because you *can't* do anything. Pursue us to reclaim your friend here at the possible loss of your other friend. Or, save him and lose this one. One life for the other. Your choice. ***With that, the four Zoas left with Kurenai in tow.***

Sinai: No! God... ***He grabbed a broken Atlas on the ground and grabbed Jack's arm and manifested flaming wings as he took off. While he was soaring, he started to have a flashback to what happened between the time of the Legacies following after Enkar into the Spectral Plane, and now.***

## Right as the Legacies disappeared

***The lightning that was going to hit Amias, collided with his body and causes an electrical explosion that sent a shockwave outwards and produced a thunderous crack. Sinai rolled on the ground and quickly recovered, sprinting at the immense dust cloud that swallowed Amias. He ran through, finding Amias among the ground. He kneeled by him to see his unconscious body surging with this bright, rich red electricity which then dissipated.***

Sinai: Amias!!! Shit shit shit... ***He reached to pick him up, but red electricity connected to his fingers, zapping him. He pulled back quickly, but reached for him again and grabbed him, feeling a tiny constant sting of electricity.*** \*Can't bring him to a regular hospital, they wouldn't know how to handle a damn god. Maybe the motherbox can try to find a metahuman hospital? But even then, would they know how to handle a New God's body? Fuck it, worth a try.\* Motherbox, locate the best metahuman hospital here in Cayden. ***His motherbox then pinged many times as it floated in the air, and started to fly towards the destination. Sinai followed by rooftop, barely keeping up due to not being experienced in parkour. He arrived under an abandoned highway, and saw many tents and homeless people walking around and speaking. He landed on the ground and they all looked at him and pointed to the tiny longhouse that was in behind their tents. Sinai nodded to them and slowly walked past them as they all stared at him, some of them showing their abilities to let him know that they were dangerous. He got there and after knocking, a tall tanned man in glasses and a white lab coat named Ty answered, introduced himself and told Sinai to lay Amias down in a room after a brief explanation of what happened. The man had decided to help and helped Amias settle in as wires emerged from his fingertips that glowed. He used the wires to stick into Amias's body and absorb information to find out what was wrong.***

Ty: I think I know what's wrong with him. ***He reached out into his drawer and the ends of the wires stuck into a tube and absorbed the contents.*** Don't worry, I'll get him to settle down, whatever is causing his body to act so strange. I'll super-charge the effects of these medications by using my own power and inject it into him. ***His eyes glowed and this caused the wires from his fingers to glow as well. He then used the same wire and stuck it in Amias, and this calmed his body down, letting his body be safe to handle.*** It worked. So do you know why he got struck by lightning?

Sinai: Not really, no. ***He took a look at Amias again.***

Ty: Lightning doesn't cause these effects to someone. Something happened to him on a cellular level and it won't calm down. The effect seems to be permanent in that case. I'll keep watch over him for a day or two, then we can go on from there. Just get some rest while you're here though. ***He got up and left to go see another patient and Sinai just sat in the chair and laid his head back to reflect on what happened...***

## Currently

***Only minutes later did Sinai arrive at a shady, tiny longhouse under an abandoned highway. It had many dead trees in the area, and some tents indicating homelessness there. Sinai landed roughly while breathing in a panic and went to the building, heavily banging on the door.*** Hurry and open up!!!

Ty: *WAIT A SECOND! DON'T FUCKING BANG ON THE DOOR! **The door swung open and Ty answered looked at Sinai in an angry face but then saw Atlas over his shoulder and his eyes widened.*** Holy shit, bring him in NOW! ***He ran inside as Sinai followed, Jack following him. The man turned many corners trying to head to his destination and Jack noticed the interior of this longhouse was very tribal in design.*** We're here. Andrea!! Take the other one! ***Referring to Jack. A woman in a lab coat intercepted them and grabbed Jack.***

Andrea: Gotcha buddy... If you need anymore help, let me know Ty. ***He nodded at her and opened a door, revealing Atlas's little brother, Amias to be in a bed already, sleeping. There was another bed next to him and Sinai laid Atlas down on that empty bed. His body was in terrible shape and it looked like he was on the brink of death.***

Sinai: What do we do?? I know this place has tons of nurses and doctors with superpowers, but can you fix this??

Ty: I think I have an idea... ***In one hand, the wires dangling from his fingertips connected to outlets in the wall and powered up the entire room, moving around machinery to try and apply many medications and healing powers to Atlas. Though this was happening and the machinery was working, nothing was happening.*** There's no way his body is resisting the healing machinery... We've got to use the best healing there is then. HARPER!!!! ***Only seconds later did a light-skinned woman in a lab coat run in.***

Harper: Yes T-. Oh my god!!! ***She ran to Atlas and held her hands over him, his body glowing green, but nothing was happening. In fact while everyone else around her felt their strength and body being rejuvenated, Atlas's body started seizing, and body glowed a faint white as it resisted the healing.*** Ty, his body is rejecting my healing!! I never thought a body could even do that... If that's the case then I can't heal him. ***She looked at Sinai in a sorrowful face.*** I'm sorry...

Sinai: ***He punched a chunk from the wall next to him.*** Dammit! ***He looked around at everyone, then pulled his motherbox out of the air next to him.*** \*I need to use this to find Kurenai, but it might be able to save Atlas's life... I'm sorry Kurenai, stay alive please.\* Motherbox, can you heal Atlas? ***The motherbox pinged a few times and many tendrils came out from the box and wrapped around Atlas's unconscious body and lifted it upright. The motherbox pinged some more and Sinai fell silent.*** ...We have no other choice, do it!! ***There was a ping and immediately after it started to break itself down to form this ancient looking, metal box that surrounded Atlas. The motherbox's signature design remained in the middle of it as it fully formed, successfully creating a healing chamber for Atlas. The chamber pinged and Sinai fell to his knees in relief.***

Ty: What the fuck is that? What's going on? Is he going to be okay?

Sinai: Y-Yeah... The only way he can be healed as of now, is if powers of his own kind is involved in the healing. Nothing else can heal him, no regular antibiotics, nor healing from meta-humans. But why... A-Anyways, the motherbox recognized this and had a way of healing him as fast as possible: forming a healing chamber around him. No telling how long he's gonna be out for... He was on the brink of death, so...

Ty: I understand... ***He sat in a chair and sighed.*** If he's the brother of this kid, why can we heal him?

Sinai: I don't know what the fuck Atlas did to his own body. I just don't know. As long as he's okay. ***He got up staring at the healing chamber.*** \*Thank you for saving me from *him*... I want to help you guys as much as possible, but I guess this'll do...\* Will you guys be okay with me leaving this here? It seems to be incredibly safe here.

Ty: Well... ***He thought about his and shrugged.*** It's such a drag, but I guess we can. Another mysterious patient after the first. ***He pointed at Amias, who was still asleep.***

Sinai: Yeah... \*I need to try and go find Kurenai now.\* I'll be back with one more, I hope...

Ty: Oh, joy. ***He got up rolling his eyes and placed his hand on Sinai's shoulder.*** Good luck and be safe. ***Sinai nodded and they both walked off. He exited the place, closing the door and taking off to try and find Kurenai. He went back to where he was kidnapped and looked for clues, seeing a pool of his blood mixed with Atlas's. He touched it with his two fingers, sniffing it and using his powers on it, obtaining a loose direction of where he was taken.***

Sinai: I *can* track him... Let's do this. ***He took off in the air, hoping that his powers were leading him to the right place.***

## Unknown Location

***Joseph Caldwell stared at a crucified Kurenai, a menacing smirk on his face. The one-armed Nephalem was pinned to a cross-like table, unconscious. His right arm now ended at his elbow, a bandaged stump which had been cauterized to prevent further blood loss. His left arm and legs were shackled to the table, while the right arm had a stake in it that was drawing blood into a canister.***

Caldwell: Well done, Zoa Squadron. I was right to beg our Savior to grant you four powers. Honestly, I was taken aback by our Savior's pleasant mood and generosity, but I will not take that for granted. Urizen, excellent work in capturing him. ***Urizen, the cloaked one who used the tentacles earlier, bowed.***

Urizen: Anything for our Savior.

Caldwell: I'm sure you three did our Savior proud as well, but I require time alone with our Savior's supposed son. I'm afraid I'll have to ask everyone to leave. ***Everyone in the room bowed to Caldwell before leaving him alone with Kurenai.*** The Savior claims he's taken what he needs from you. But I plan to sacrifice your body and power to him to ensure he cannot be stopped. Nothing personal. That said, I need to make sure the ritual is ready to go and to ensure nothing goes wrong. ***With that, Caldwell left the room to attend to the ritual.***

***Meanwhile, one man working in the R&D division was analyzing all of the Devil Arms that had been taken from Kurenai. The Beowulf gauntlet-greave set transformed into a glowing orb as Rokuro poked around with various implements made of demonic metals. Eventually, the orb began howling before it transformed back into a gauntlet, a wolf head-shaped gauntlet with glowing lines of light running throughout it. However... it was filled with demonic metal, and it had a socket in the end of it as if it was meant to connect to something.***

Rokuro: One down, two to go. ***He looked over at a red orb burning with hellfire. Next to it was a grayish orb that was howling with the souls of the deceased. A model kit of a motorcycle sat next to the second orb, brimming with the power of a demonic soul.*** I need to hurry...

***He grabbed both orbs and began poking them in specific spots with the same demon-metal tools, transforming them into similar gauntlets. The red orb transformed into a black and red arm with two horns wrapped around it in a double helix, ashes floating beside it. The other orb transformed into the Wendigo's claw, though streamlined into a more humanoid form with a grayish metallic alloy, spiked and glowing with the souls consumed by the Wendigo it once was. After loading each arm onto a belt and grabbing an prosthetic elbow joint, Rokuro swiped the motorcycle model and ran to the room where Kurenai was, the Crimson Breaker greatsword tied to his back, the Inferno pistols tucked behind his waist, and the Chuumon katana tied to his waist. When he entered, he found the room empty save for the "crucified" Kurenai.***

Rokuro: Shit...

***He threw the weapons and belt by Kurenai's bound feet, grabbing the Ifrit arm from the belt before removing the blood-draining stake and stabbing it into Kurenai's heart. He found the machine that was siphoning blood and reversed its flow, injecting the blood back into the Nephalem as he touched the Ifrit arm's fingers to the stump to cauterize the wound. Once sufficiently cauterized, Rokuro shoved the prosthetic joint into the stump before drilling in a few bits to secure it. Taking a deep breath and praying for the best, Rokuro shoved the Ifrit arm onto the joint, listening to the demonic auras synchronize and jolting Kurenai awake.***

Kurenai: What the hell?! ***He was hyperventilating as the arm began spazzing out, fingers glitching as the arm's sensors were still foreign. His eyes were dilated, jolting around in confusion before settling on Rokuro.*** You...? What are you doing? Where are we?! Who are you?!!

Rokuro: Calm down! Listen, I don't have much time. Remember me? Rokuro? ***He placed his hands on Kurenai's shoulders in an attempt to calm him down. Seeing the last of Kurenai's blood return, Rokuro removed the stake from Kurenai's heart and tossed it aside, crouching down to grab the arm belt and hooking it to the right side of Kurenai's belt.***

Kurenai: R-Rokuro? What the fuck is going on? ***He looked over at the bindings, then to his new arm. It had stopped violently shaking, and it was now reacting as if it was Kurenai's original arm.*** W-what... what the fuck happened to my arm?!

Rokuro: I don't know. But listen to me. That cult that worships your dad? I'm very loosely associated with them. Emphasis on loosely. They forced me to work in their R&D section because of my skill with bio-mechanical prosthetics. They wanted me to make a cyber-demon body for your dad to possess once he came back, but when I met you, I decided to start working more on weaponizing arms. I've seen you fight. I've seen your demon powers. I've seen you transform other demons into weapons, and I've taken that a step further. Rumor has it that your dad stole your arm and the Zoa Squadron found you. I've taken the Demon Arms you had on you when you were captured, and I've made them into prosthetic arms. Try moving it. ***He nodded to the arm as he began unshackling Kurenai, haste evident in his movements.***

Kurenai: W-wait... ***As Rokuro unchained him, Kurenai flashed back to what recently happened. His fight with Akuryou, the loss of his arm, and the defeated Legacies. As he moved his right arm, the prosthetic moved just as he willed it to, working as if it was his own arm to begin with.*** This... It's like I never lost it.

Rokuro: Good. It's working better than I estimated. ***After helping Kurenai to his feet, Rokuro began arming Kurenai. He handed over Chuumon and the Crimson Breaker, which Kurenai sheathed by his waist and on his back respectively. Then, he handed over the pistols, which Kurenai tucked behind his waist as well.*** Listen, you need to find my sister. Emily? Emiri? One of the two. Find Emi, and tell her that they killed me. The Cult of Akuryou has killed Rokuro Matsumoto.

Kurenai: Emily? You're... her brother? ***Kurenai stared in disbelief as alarms began blaring.***

Rokuro: I don't have any more time to explain. ***Finally, Rokuro handed the motorcycle model to Kurenai.*** Your bike. Take it and get the hell out of here. The Cult has always been suspicious of me because I never conformed to their beliefs. They've always kept me at a distance, barely trusted me. This is it. I'm proving I'm a non-believer. And I'm going to die because of it. Tell my sister...

Kurenai: No! I'm going to get you out of here. I swear!

Rokuro: No... it's too late for me. They'll know I'm the one who helped you escape. I'm their number one suspect for anything gone wrong. Just... find my sister. She knows about my research. She'll have everything she needs to convert Demon Arms into these prosthetics. ***He tapped the Ifrit prosthetic as hellfire began to gather in between the coiled horns.***

Kurenai: I can't let her lose any family. I can't let *anyone* suffer like I have! I'm getting you out of here, let's go! ***He grabbed Rokuro with his left arm and pulled him, but he wouldn't budge.*** Rokuro, let's move!!

Rokuro: I can't go with you... Even with my family's protection, it'd only be a matter of time before they get me. I'll get you through my hidden passages, but I can't go with you. C'mon. ***Rokuro led Kurenai out of the room, towards his laboratory in the R&D Section. Taking out a pistol, Rokuro aimed and shot any cult members who got in their way, running to Rokuro's research room. A bookshelf with a missing book sat against a wall. Grabbing a William Blake anthology from his desk, Rokuro placed the book into the slot, activating the mechanism to open a hidden door.*** This'll get you to the sewers. You can get to the city streets through a manhole cover from here. Tell my sister... tell her I love her, and that I'll be watching over her.

Kurenai: Rokuro, at least *try* to escape. ***Tears began streaking down Kurenai's face, his prosthetic tightly gripping the model kit.***

Rokuro: I can't. There's no point delaying my fate. ***He reloaded his pistol before handing Kurenai two last gifts: a large wooden box with a lock, and a key.*** Take these. Open it somewhere safe. The book without a big "V" on it is for Nee-chan. Everything else is yours. Goodbye, Kurenai.

***With that, Rokuro backed up and removed the book from the shelf, tossing it to Kurenai before the shelf returned to its original position. What Kurenai could hear from behind the shelf was a door breaking down, a lot of yelling, several gunshots, and then an explosion. After that... boots stomping against the ground as the Cult members began raiding the lab, looking for the hidden door that Kurenai was standing behind. Kurenai picked the book up, tears falling onto its cover as he slowly turned around and trudged down the tunnel to his freedom. The fire gathered around his prosthetic provided enough ambient light to show Kurenai where he was going. The motorcycle model transformed into a swirl of demonic energy that he absorbed into his body; he could feel Raiju return to him as he put the key in his pocket. Tucking the book and box into an enchanted pocket in his coat, Kurenai marched forward, breaking into a full-on run. He followed the distant sound of the sewers, running along the path until he arrived in the sewers. The moment he left the passage way, demonic magic began filling the path up. It was as if the path had never existed in the first place, as the original material that was mined away returned to fill it up. Kurenai touched the wall that formed with his prosthetic arm, its flames burning low and gentle as the sounds of the sewer water rushing through the tunnels filled his ears.***

Kurenai: Thank you, Rokuro... I won't let your death go unavenged... ***Tears continued to stream down his face as he walked away, looking for the nearest exit from the sewers...***

## Among the ghettos of the city...

***It was even later in the night now and the smell of the sewers disgusted Sinai as he passed by a manhole while creeping closer and closer to Kurenai's location. In several minutes he was almost at the place where they took Kurenai to, but the city seemed to be getting more and more demented as he approached. It was as if there was a certain spell enacted on the area to naturally drive away people that did not belong. Sinai felt this, as every instinct in his body were driving him to turn away and leave. Upon getting close, his body halted to a stop automatically, and began to back away. Sinai was cursing at himself in his head, not wanting this to happen, but whatever was causing this was too powerful to overcome.***

Sinai: \*N-No!! I might have to try and find another way... Let's see... Maybe if I could get a good vantage point and scout out their base. I'm so close!\* ***He backed away and jumped atop an abandoned building. He looked to where the base was, and the building it was in looked ordinary, like you wouldn't expect anything to be dwelling within.*** \*I can't get close enough... Okay, let's try to pinpoint where Kurenai is at in the building.\* ***He closed his eyes and his hands lit aflame and he started to rotate his hands in a circular motion. The flame spread from his hands, down his arms and began to release tiny purple glowing specs into the air and after this happened, he stopped. He used a certain sensory application of his flames that senses the pain within Kurenai and allows him to track it. His eyes open in shock as he looks down at the ground, tracking Kurenai in the sewers escaping.*** Oh! ***He jumped off the building, cracking the ground at his descent and ran to a random manhole, picking it up and throwing it to the side. He jumped down into the sewer, splashing in the putrid waters. He lit a purple flame in his hand and started walking down the sewer, looking for Kurenai. He heard sounds coming from a far tunnel and hid along a wall, waiting for the figure to emerge.***

Kurenai: How the hell did you make this shit... ***Kurenai inspected his prosthetic before his attention shifted to the sound of splashing water. Immediately, he reached for a pistol, holding it out in his left hand. The Ifrit prosthetic sensed the retrieval of the weapon, shifting its coiled horns forward into some sort of incendiary coil-gun as flames began charging around it.*** The hell? ***He held up his arm, putting his gun in the gap between the coil and his hand, using the latter to brace the gun as he slowly advanced through the tunnels. The fires grew brighter and brighter, lighting the path ahead of him. Eventually, he would turn the corner and find Sinai against the wall.*** You...!

Sinai: Kurenai! You're... alive?? ***He sighed in relief and looked at him.*** How did you get away... Your arm! ***He noticed his arm and remember how it was a stump when he made it back from Hell.*** They upgraded you?!

Kurenai: No. ***Kurenai holstered the gun as the horns retracted and dispersed the excess flames.*** Someone on the inside helped me. Gave me this arm and got me the hell out of there. He's dead now... ***His face hardened in anger as he remembered the explosion behind the bookcase that most likely killed Rokuro.*** Look, I just need to get the hell out of here. Wait... aren't you supposed to be killing me?

Sinai: Fuck... Come on, we can get revenge them. And no, Enkar manipulated my soul and your friend I-Isaiah? He saved me with his soul powers; got my actual soul back in full control. So don't worry. ***He looked around and started to walk and talk back to where he entered.*** Who the fuck were those guys? We need to know who the fuck to take revenge on. If they kidnapped you and someone from inside helped you, they really must be some shitty people. ***They got to the manhole entrance and Sinai leaped out in one bound, landing on the ground, waiting for Kurenai.***

Kurenai: It was the Cult of Akuryou. ***Kurenai tried jumping out of the manhole, but he couldn't reach all the way.*** Dammit... How much of my power did I lose...? ***He looked to his left hand and tried manifesting the angel arm, manifesting the majority of it before it dissipated and returned to normal.*** Damn... ***He looked at the mechanical elbow joint, noticing a grapple-like device and a small motor. Aiming at the manhole entrance, Kurenai thrust his arm forward, launching the grapple at the entrance. It then quickly reeled him up with enough force for him to hop out of the manhole and land on the street before it fully retracted.*** Instead of a phantom arm to reach out for me, I've got a wire to replace it... It'll have to do...

Sinai: ***He frowned, feeling bad for everything that has happened.*** Let's go back to where the team is. They're all still in pretty bad shape... Atlas is in a coma, Jack is heavily injured and Atlas's little brother was uh... struck by lightning. This really wasn't your day. ***He began to head away from the ghetto they were in, going back to the little infirmary they were at.***

Kurenai: Damn... ***Kurenai followed Sinai into the infirmary, his weapons returning to their magical pocket dimension as he stepped through the door. He walked quietly through the area, approaching Atlas's spot and looking in confusion.*** Holy shit... How hard did he push himself?

Sinai: Dunno, I tried to get him to mainline the raw force of his powers through his own body, but that was a bad fuckin' idea, I guess. ***He sighed.*** Enkar and his associates are seriously going to pay for everything. I have so much knowledge of what is going on so I can fill you guys in... When yanno, you're all back to full health. I used my motherbox and it created a healing chamber for him that's feeding on the energy of the city apparently. ***He pointed at tendrils that were emerging from parts of the healing chamber and were merged with many electrical wires scattered around the entirety of the infirmary. They are merged with the electrical wires because it needs to feed on energy that will keep Atlas alive and bring him back to 100%, but the amount of time it will take is unknown.***

Kurenai: I need to find someone. I'll be fine on my own, just make sure everyone else gets the help they need. ***Kurenai proceeded to leave the Infirmary, heading out on Raiju to the Tavern. When he arrived, he found his pool of blood in the back alley where he escaped from hell. Seizing the opportunity, Kurenai summoned his Katana and stabbed it into the pool, absorbing his blood into the sword which then proceeded to channel the few minute traces of demonic power into Kurenai. He could feel Ifrit heat up briefly before settling back down.*** I need a new outfit... ***When he turned around, he saw Emily standing there with a briefcase.*** Em?

Emily: Come with me. ***Her face was stern, hiding an obvious anger as she tossed the case to him.*** We need to talk in private.

Kurenai: S-sure. ***He caught the case, opening it to see a fresh change of clothes.*** Did you raid my apartment?

Emily: We're going there anyways. I just used some magic to unlock it. C'mon.

Kurenai: Alright... ***Kurenai got on his bike, Emily sitting behind him and holding the briefcase before they sped off to his apartment. When they arrived, Emily pushed him through the door before closing and locking it.*** What's with th-

Emily: Where's my brother? ***Kurenai stiffened as he changed out of his bloodied clothes.*** Hm? What's wrong? Do you know where he i-

Kurenai: They took him. ***He quickly changed out of his previous outfit and into his casual outfit.*** The Cult of Akuryou killed him. His last words to you were "I love you, and I'll be watching over you." ***He turned around, his face filled with rage, sorrow, and pain.*** They took him, and my arm. My father's coming back, and that bastard needs to *die* for sure.

Emily: What? Hold on, WHAT?! ***She grabbed him by his jacket and pulled him close.*** Why didn't you try to save my brother?!

Kurenai: He forced me through his emergency exit and sealed it without even *trying* to escape. He said the cult would get him even *if* he had escaped! He sacrificed his life for mine, and I CAN'T ACCEPT THAT! I DIDN'T WANT HIM TO DIE, BUT HE FORCED ME TO LEAVE WITHOUT HIM!! ***Tears were streaming down his face as he pushed Emily against the wall, his eyes filled with rage and tears.*** And to top it off, my asshole of a father stole my arm, my demonic power, and now he's going to use that to come back and probably kill us all!! SO! We have a few options. But here are the two that I can currently think of. We either sit her, let him come for me, and die. OR. We can avenge your brother by getting stronger, training our souls into the most battle-ready things to ever exist, and *kill my scumbag father*. How bout it?

Emily: ...how the hell is your father still alive? And get the hell off of me...! ***She pushed him away, fighting the tears that were about to leak.***

Kurenai: I take it back. I don't have a father. My father died when those legends said he died. Whatever this thing is that looks like him, I found it in another plane of existence. The Spectral Plane. He was just floating there, waiting for us. Didn't even know what hit us... ***Kurenai flopped down on the couch, sighing. After that minor mental breakdown, Kurenai suddenly remembered the box Rokuro gave him. He summoned it and its corresponding key from his pocket dimension.***

Emily: What is that? ***She sat down beside him, glaring at the box.***

Kurenai: I don't know. He just handed it to me and forced me to leave. Let's find out... ***Kurenai unlocked the box, setting the lock aside as he opened it up. First and foremost, a new pair of pistols. They were disassembled, but carefully fitted into a satin tray that protected the parts during transport. A note read: "Kurenai, your guns need an upgrade. I couldn't finish these in time for you, but if you feel like tinkering with these, go right ahead." A gap small enough for Kurenai to fit his finger in allowed him to lift that layer of the box up, revealing a second part to the box. Beneath the guns were several books and files, all pertaining to demons, angels and Kurenai's family.*** When did he get all of this information...

Emily: He was 16 when they made contact with him. That was 7 years ago. ***Emily began looking through the files, picking up a book with a ribbon and the label: "For Emily." She took the ribbon off and opened it to the first page.*** This is...

Kurenai: What? ***Kurenai peered over at her book, seeing a table of contents. The first few items mentioned research into transforming subjugated angels or demons into substitute limbs, with chapters detailing how to configure the right arm, the left arm, the right leg, and the left leg. The next few pages were lists concerning the summoning, contracting, and binding of angelic and demonic familiars.*** Holy shit...

Emily: He was researching this kind of stuff...? ***She flipped to the pages about familiars, reading through the pages. Detailed instructions with diagrams and pictures showing how to summon low-tier demons, and incredibly powerful demons. Even instructions on how to summon different angels and form a Familiar's Bond contract.*** This... I'm going to need these. I don't have many combat-oriented powers, and my weapons aren't going last long in this upcoming war of yours... I'll look into this stuff on my own time. ***She closed the book, but Kurenai quickly grabbed it and opened it again, this time to the chapter on substitute right arms.*** Hey!

Kurenai: So this is what he meant when he said you'd have the ability to make prosthetics... ***He speed-read through the chapter, learning the basic mechanisms and such needed to form the prosthetic.*** Got it.

Emily: Shouldn't you be more concerned about the dossiers on your family?! ***She yanked the book back before slapping one of the dossiers to his chest.*** Read this one. You'll find it particularly interesting.

Kurenai: "Kawahira...?" Who... ***He opened the folder, seeing a profile on a powerful Angel. As Kurenai continued reading through it, he found Kawahira wielding Mari's Katana: Shiro. At least, something that looked like it. It very much resembled this sword, but it also resembled Aohime's katana: Konton. The only difference between this Katana and the ones owned by his sisters was its blade, a mix of the polished and dark silvers that made up Shiro and Konton's blades respectively. What's even stranger is the fact that Kawahira's only known armament was that Katana, which was also named Konton.*** This guy... He's Mari's father. And this sword...

Emily: Remind me which sister is Mari?

Kurenai: Sanctimonious angel bitch-sister.

Emily: Ah. Her. Wait, her father? ***Emily leaned over to read the file, resting against Kurenai's left arm as she read it.*** Kawahira... I know about him. Or rather, my father told me about him. Kawahira was an incredible angel who was sent to the front lines of Heaven's wars. He fought with incredible speed and power, using that Katana right there.

Kurenai: Do you happen to know that sword's name?

Emily: It should say in the file, right?

Kurenai: It does, I just wanted to see if you knew it. ***Kurenai flipped through the file some more.***

Emily: I think it was... Konton?

Kurenai: Yeah. Wanna know what's funny? ***He closed the file and tossed it aside before getting up to grab some drinks.*** Bitch-sister 2: Electric Boogaloo has a very similar Katana with the same name.

Emily: What?! She does?!

Kurenai: Yeah. ***He grabbed a bottle of Japanese whiskey from the pantry, a bottle of club soda from the fridge, and two glasses. Setting the drinks down, Kurenai poured the soda for Emily and the whiskey for himself before sitting down again.*** But, bitch-sister 1 has another very similar Katana named Shiro.

Emily: That's weird... what are the differences? ***She set her book aside to drink the soda as Kurenai sipped on the whiskey.***

Kurenai: Shiro has a much more polished silver. Bitch-sister 2: Electric Boogaloo has a dark silver for her Konton.

Emily: What's your theory?

Kurenai: Mama probably had a replica of Konton forged for BS 1. That's Shiro, and that's why the silver is more polished. Konton aged poorly, its blade got darker, and Mama gave it to BS 2. That's what I'm thinking.

Emily: You think that's what actually happened?

Kurenai: May- wait, hold up. ***He opened the file on his mother, who was shown wielding Shiro in one hand and Chuumon in the other.*** No... No, *Mom* used Shiro, and gave it to BS 1. She gave BS 2 Konton as a gift of endearment... ***He read up on his mother finding... nothing interesting. All it showed was her life as an exorcist fighting demons. She met Kawahira on the battlefield, and was smitten by love. The two retired from fighting to have Mari, though Kawahira was forced to return to fighting as per Heaven's decree. Mom moved on to meet Akuryou, and we all know how that ended.*** So... there's a possibility that Kawahira is still alive... Maybe I can ask him about shit...

Emily: But if the younger sister is using Konton... what is he using?

Kurenai: Maybe he had a replacement forged. ***He shrugged as he poured another glass of whiskey.*** Listen, I've had to deal with *a lot* in the past 24, maybe 48 hours. I don't know, time flies when you're losing limbs and fighting the ghost of daddy deceased. I need a nap, at the very least. If possible, I'd like to hibernate for another century so I don't have to deal with this shit, but that's not the case here. I'm gonna sleep, you do whatever. Just don't experiment with summoning shit in here. Or blow something up. Please?

Emily: I'm just gonna nap on the couch. Wake me up when you're up, alright? No groping, either. ***She finished her club soda before lying down on the couch.*** And pick your dirty laundry up. Gross...

Kurenai: If that's what you think of just *that*, never go in my room. ***Kurenai grabbed the bloodied clothes off the floor after putting their drinks away, heading to his room to hopefully rest up and look over the rest of the stuff later.***

## 47 hours later, at the infirmary

***The clock struck ten o’clock PM exactly, on the night of June 28th. Amias’s eyes opened and he sat up instantly, looking at his own body, seeing no injury. He saw a cute young woman with red hair in a lab coat sleeping in her chair and saw a metallic pod in front of the bed next to him. Feeling confused, he got out of the bed, feeling well rested. He got up and walked around the bed, but his body felt weak and he stumbled to the floor with a thud. The young woman woke up and saw Amias on the floor and her eyes got wide. He looked up at her weakly and her name tag read “Sid”.***

Sid: Oh god! ***She grabbed her glasses off the table next to her and put them on, then went down to kneel next to Amias, placing her hands on his back and the other hand grabbing his hand.*** I’m going to help you up now! One, two, three! ***She lifted him up and he managed to stand but fell back onto the bed. He sat up holding his head, feeling extremely weak.***

Amias: Ahhhh… ***He looked weary, so Sid went to the computer and sat down.***

Sid: I’m going to need you to lay back down, alright? You’re in a safe place, so don’t worry. ***She grabbed a scanning device the size of her hand and went to Amias and used it to scan his brain.*** Hopefully this can identify the issue… ***She went to the computer and waited, until the visual of his brain popped up, as well as other issues.*** Woah, okay.

Amias: W-What’s wrong? ***He sat up a bit to look at her.***

Sid: The structure of your body is strange. I’m sure you know that because your friend, Sinai, told us that you’re all aliens, essentially. But anyways, the scanner seems to be indicating a strange case of acute hypoglycemia. Your body seems to have extremely low blood sugar, even though we’ve been feeding you as often as possible…

Amias: Oh… ***He laid back down.*** C-Can I please eat?

Sid: Of course! ***She got up quickly, almost stumbling.*** I’ll be right back. ***She left and after a few seconds, Sinai walked in smiling at him.***

Sinai: How you feelin? Sid told me you’re feeling a bit dizzy. ***He stood by the bed and Amias just shrugged, looking away.***

Amias: Feeling okay I guess. I just wanna eat.

Sinai: Yeah, alright. ***Sid came back into the room with lots of snacks, sandwiches and whatnot in her arms. She placed it on the table beside Amias and smiled.***

Sid: Dig in, okay? ***She looked at Sinai and smiled cutely at him before she walked out of the room, giving them some space. Amias quietly began to eat, not looking at Sinai, as if he wasn’t there.***

Sinai: Hey… Uh, I’m sorry. For trying to k-

Amias: ***With a mouth full of food.*** Ichh fine. ***He gulped some food.*** So what happened… How did I get here?

Sinai: Well look. I’m gonna say this once. I’m sorry for trying to kill you guys. It wasn’t my fault, alright? Enkar had me under his control. No need to be standoffish about it. And Enkar… He threw his spear at you and… Yeah… ***Sinai quickly regretted nearly telling Amias that he was on the brink of death.***

Amias: It’s fine… I guess…

Sinai: ***He sighed.*** Yeah, anyways. Um, look. A lot happened on our way here. You got, erm, knocked out and I had to get you to a hospital, but lightning struck you and you survived!!

Amias: ***He stopped eating, staring at Sinai in disbelief.*** W-Wha?

Sinai: \*Shit, will he be okay with me telling him that?? Whatever.\* Yeah! Dude, it struck you out of nowhere, but I saved you in time. You were just unconscious…. For two days….

Amias: WHAT?! Am I gonna die? W-

Sinai: No no no no no! You’re gonna be fine kid. Sid here told me that everything is completely normal with you. But… your brother on the other hand…

Amias: Where is he!!? Where’s Atlas??!

Sinai: Hey! Calm down! \*Saying that isn’t going to make him calm down…\* ***He stood up and walked to the chamber.*** I know you probably couldn’t tell at first, but he’s in here… He’s messed up…

Amias: W-W-W-Wha… ***He got out of bed and went to the chamber. After being silent, he started to cry loudly. Sinai looked around and groaned, then kneeled in front of Amias.***

Sinai: Crap, hey! Stop it! I need to finish! This chamber is healing him as we speak, so he’s gonna be alright. He’s going to be at 100% in a little bit. I promise! ***Amais was still crying but, quieter and looking at Sinai, trying to stop. He was now sniffing.*** I promise… Just know that Enkar did this to him… We’re gonna get him soon, alright?

Amais: O-Okay… ***He was still crying lightly and went to the bed to keep eating quietly to himself. Sinai sighed and got up, and after thinking, left the room for some air.***

## An hour later

***The neighborhood was dark and empty as there were not even parked cars anywhere in the vicinity. This area seemed to be in an area where there were lots of construction of taller buildings and increased empty lots. A short, chubby woman crawling along a rooftop in the area, was looking around as much as possible and trying to remember her surroundings. She looked down off the rooftop at the street to see if the person she was following was still there, and in fact, they were. It seemed to be a woman who was walking very robotically and loosely, as if she was controlled. The woman who was tracking her parkoured onto another rooftop to keep following her, but felt a force against her mind that made her want to turn away. She became increasingly panicked and couldn’t handle more than 10 seconds of that panicked feeling and started to escape, fearing her life. In about 23 minutes later, the scene switches to the HQ of Cryptia. We go straight to Amazura’s main room blocked by tall and wide double doors, where she is having a meeting in a circular table in the middle with many higher ups of Cryptia.***

Chrysalim, a leader of the Recruitment Division of Cryptia: Three groups connected to The Society want to recruit many of our people for their suicide missions. I can tell you right now that it’s not happening. I don’t care how much they’re paying. We’ve found some extraordinary people and I’m not going to just let them go like that.

Zenin, an assistant of the hospice department of the group: Agreed. They’re family to us, can’t just forget that. We have to make sure, whoever recruits our members, can’t just have their way with them. ***Everyone nodded in agreement then looked at Amazura who was sitting silently.*** Are you alright?

Amazura: ***That comment broke her out of her deep thinking.*** Ah, of course, yeah I’m aight. Was just thinking about my sister, haven’t heard from her in a while…

***Votan, her assistant looks at her silently as sudden bangs are heard on the door. Everyone is startled and looks towards the door and Amazura starts to yell.***

Amazura: WHO IS IT?! WE’RE IN A DAMN MEETING!!!

Tracking Woman: IT’S LOAWAY!! AND I WAS TRACKING YOUR SISTER!! ***As soon as everyone heard this, Votan held out his hand at the double doors and pulled his hand back violently, using telekinesis to pull the double doors open, revealing Loaway, the woman who was tracking Amazura’s sister, Niecy.***

Amazura: With me, Votan! ***She got out of her chair and dashed at the entrance so fast that it seemed like a flash step, as she reappeared sliding to a stop in front of Loaway. Votan simply flew after Amazura, arriving to her side in front of Loaway.*** Explain! You found Niecy???

Loaway: O-Of course! I was looking for you sister like you said, but I eventually managed to find her over in Port Fier. ***She said desperately and in a hurry.***

Amazura: Port Fier? The district in the lower part of Cayden?

Loaway: Y-Yeah. I have no idea where she was going but she seemed messed up… Like she was intoxicated…

Amazura: That’s fine. We’re going to peer inside your memories now, okay? ***She touched her on the shoulder reassuringly.***

Loaway: ***She simply nods.*** Good luck! ***This was when Amazura turned towards Votan and nodded. He holds his hand out at Loaway and suddenly is in her memory area, constructing another 3D visual mapping of the area by memory. He then quickly pulled Amazura in with him and she looked around as they floated midair. The memory seemed to be blurred at many parts due to Loaway turning her head viciously, trying to get as much visual information as possible, knowing Votan would reach inside her memories.***

Votan: Too much blur due to trying to input much visuals as possible. I’m going to smooth out the memory so there is no more blur. ***He waved his hand and the memory became more smooth and clear and everything was distinguishable. They watched her going from rooftop to rooftop, until Amazura saw her sister on the street, walking in a loose manner.***

Amazura: T-That’s her.... ***She watched her sister walk slowly and this began to arise questions within her.*** Where’s she headed? Huh… ***After a bit of watching through the memory, Loaway starts to follow once more through rooftops, but then her senses get overloaded with signals to turn away and Amazura and Votan witness this, as well as Loaway turning around in panic and fear and running away. Votan pauses the memory and turns it back slowly to try and see why she did this. Votan spoke first after a bit of thinking.***

Votan: It seems like a sort of spell was cast on her to send her back, Not quite sure if it’s a field or if it was directly targeted to her.

Amazura: Yeah… And my sister was able to just keep walking, but she doesn’t walk like that, it’s like she was being controlled. Shit…... We’ve got to hurry and go save her. We need to get transported towards that area and try to find her. I think if I’m close enough, I can sense her. Let’s go. ***Votan nodded and ended the memory mapping as Loaway was startled as their bodies began to move again.***

Loaway: Y-You’re back! Are you going?

Amazura: Yes, with Votan… ***She sighed and began to walk off.*** Mentally summon the 4 so they can transport us quickly! ***Votan nodded and pressed his fingers onto his temple, sending out invisible signals to four of the members that could transport them.***

Loaway: And Amazura! There was this weird feeling in the area that caused me to run… I didn’t want to leave her, I promise. ***Amazura turned around to Loaway and even though she had on a mask, Loaway could tell what her face was like, by the somber tone of her voice when she said***

Amazura: You did your best Loaway, and thank you for even trying. ***She walked back to Loaway and hugged her and in a moment that seemed like forever, separated from her and nodded at Votan as they both walked off.***

***Votan looked at her and practically knew what she was thinking, as she was walking with determination mixed in with a bit of fear. They entered the giant foyer chamber of the HQ, and it didn’t seem to be quite populated at this time, except with the four members that were contacted telepathically.***

Amazura: Thank you for answering the request. Don’t know what I would’ve done if you all weren’t here. ***She said as she sighed.***

Jean: Anytime. Let’s get this done, shall we? ***He looked at the other three and they answered as well. They got into a circle formation around Votan and Amazura and each of the four reached out their hands to each other’s hands and touched, with their hands forming different gestures. This essentially locked them Amazura and Votan in the middle of this teleportation formation by the four of them.***

Pike, the second guy: You’re headed to Port Fier, correct?

Votan: Yes, that’s correct.

Pike: Right. You’re out in 3. 2. 1!! ***This was when Amazura and Votan disappeared in a blur from the middle and the 4 guys let go of each other, having done their part.***

## Somewhere in Port Fier

***They both appeared a few feet in the air, falling onto the rooftop and landing on their feet. Amazura was quick to jump onto the street and look around for any clues that might help find her sister. Votan though, said to her from the rooftop***

Votan: I can sense this foreign energy in my head. It’s weak but it’s trying to enter my mind. I’m going to create fortified barriers in our minds to protect us from it, so it doesn’t affect us like it affected Loaway.

Amazura: Good idea. ***Votan held out his hands to sense how powerful the spell was, and felt the extremity of it. He was shocked at how powerful it was, but created many fortified mental barriers within their heads. Though he successfully blocked out any effect the spell might have on them, it heavily drained his own power, just by keeping the barriers up.***

Votan: Alright they’re up. Let’s go. ***They were looking for a while, thirty minutes or so until Amazura found a lead. She could sense her older sister when she was close enough to her and could tell what direction she was in. After going in that direction stealthily, they finally saw her sister walking inside this large, ancient looking tower where the spell was emanating from.*** There, that spell is coming from there, but it’s only affecting us and not her.

Amazura: She wasn’t walking like herself… It has to be something they did to her to make her walk there, some sort of mind control. Can you reach out from here?

Votan: No… My powers are limited right now, keeping this mental barrier up. We have to go inside and get her.

Amazura: Of course it’s gonna be the hard way… Always is. Fine, let’s go. ***She stood up and Votan followed, as they walked to the ancient tower.*** I’m coming for you Niecy...

***The entrance was basic and there weren’t any doors, but it was possible to see inside due to how dark it was outside and how dark it seemed inside of there. They got closer and closer and finally entered the place, but could not see around in the darkness. They stopped walking and after a few seconds, Amazura spoke.***

Amazura: Wherever you’ve got Niecy, you can give her back! I know you’ve done something to her!! ***A view of the ground beneath Amazura was shown and two gold blades (the ones she has in her picture) emerged from the ground surrounded by thorny vines (named briar). The vines separated revealing the blades as she pulled them out. The vines merged back into the earth, like nothing had happened. There was no answer or reaction, but all of a sudden, many white eyes started to appear all around the dark room.***

Votan: ***He began to speak telepathically with her.*** *Zura, there are about 27 hostile individuals here. I think I sense Niecy, but her mind seems to be scrambled by some unknown power.*

Amazura: *Shit. This’ll be a piece of cake, but I just don’t want them to harm Niecy. You think you can get to her while I handle all these people?*

Votan: *Not a problem.* ***Suddenly a pair of white eyes on a higher level came flying down at Amazura and she reacted quickly, by quick stepping to the side. The figure collided with the floor, and in a split second, Votan held out his hand at the being, pulling them with telekinesis. He caught them with their head in his palm and after 3 seconds, Votan shapeshifted his other arm into a blade and impaled the figure, causing them to go limp.*** *I read this one’s mind, Zura. They’re all cultists trying to worship a demon and this was apart of their plan. They don’t know how Niecy got here but were planning to buy time for someone though.*

Amazura: *Fuck, okay! Go get her!* ***That was when all of the white eyes start flying out at Amazura and Votan. He lets out a sonic scream that stops some figures in their tracks, but others still tackle and grapple him. He shape-shifts his body into a huge snake to escape their grip and turns back into his normal cloaked and hooded self. He then flies upwards to try and get some distance and fly to Niecy. In the meantime, Amazura is dodging attacks with ease and impaling many members with her two blades. She dodges two attacks with minimal movement and slashes at their legs, dismembering them.*** Give me back my sister and this can all stop!!

***She feels a person grab her from behind and fly into the air with her, trying to crush her in their arms. Amazura simply spins the blades in her hands to a reverse grip and stabs the assailant holding her, killing them. Both their bodies drop to the ground and she lands on her feet while the body falls limp. She sees more enemies coming at her and she impales one blade into the ground the throws the other blade into enemy trying to shoot projectiles at her. The blade flies into their head and she grabs the string on the end of the blade and pulls it violently out of the skull of the assailant and swings the blade around on the string, killing many other enemies from a great distance. She pulls the blade back into her grip as she hears more enemies come from the top of the tower. She impales the other blade into the ground and begins to crack her knuckles and rotates her arm.***

Amazura: Let’s have some fun. ***As she starts to fight each assailant with her fists, Votan is endlessly evading many of them, while occasionally enlarging his fist and slamming it down on assailants. He managed to sense Niecy and fly down to pick her up.***

Votan: I’ve got you! ***His eyes glowed red as he focused psychic energy through his eyes and shot them out as powerful beams that killed many other assailants in his path. He tried to grow in size and repeatedly punch the ground, causing a mini earthquake to disrupt everyone in the tower. The size he grew to wasn’t too large due to already limiting his own powers with the mental shielding. He grabbed an enemy and crushed them into a wall, then took a chunk of the wall and threw it at other incoming enemies.*** *They’re extremely weak enemies! They just have advantage in number!*

Amazura: *Yeah, I know.* ***She grabbed an assailant’s head and bashed it on the ground multiple times then jumped at another and spun around their body, ripping their top half off their lower half and using it as a projectile to stop another enemy in their tracks. That was when a giant animalistic looking assailant entered and was ready to charge at Amazura. She dashed at her blades and grabbed one of them and kept running to the enemy as it charged at her. She ran at the enemy’s front leg and cocked back a powerful strike, nearly punching the leg completely off. The enemy fell and skidded to the ground and Amazura jumped into the air, did a few frontflips and landed the blade into the enemy’s skull, twisting it and moving the blade around, before pulling it clean out. She jumped off the corpse and walked towards her other blade as the other assailants stood and watched in fear. She put her blade beside the blade already impaled into the ground as they got pulled back into the earth by more briar.*** Well, what are you waiting for? ***She said this with a cocky tone and this gets every assailant angry and causes some of them to split into more and more clones to begin to attack her. Votan manages to reach her and creates a telekinetic barrier around them.***

Votan: There are a lot of them, Zura. I won’t be able to hold this forever. ***Soon the more powerful enemies started to come out and shoot ranged attacks at the shield, causing it to crack.***

Amazura: Doesn’t matter! You’ve got Niecy! ***She kneels and inspects her dizzy and extremely spaced out older sister.*** You’ll be fine C... Alright, let’s get out of here. ***She holds out her hand, palm upwards, in front of her and starts to say something under her breath in an alien language. Ruby red sparkling gaseous energy began to emanate from the bodies of every single cultist attacking them. The energy was their all of their love that they’ve felt in the past hour collecting into one giant energy sphere. As it finished absorbing, it looked like a dense orb of energy ruby red energy which made most of them on guard. Amazura threw it up into the air and grabbed her sister, turning 180 degrees.*** Let’s GO! ***Votan flew out and Amazura followed while carrying her sister, and exited the tower, and went a considerable distance before there was a huge explosion of red energy that blew up the entire tower. There was great destruction inside of the tower, but many cultists got blown out of the entrance and into the street, surviving.***

Votan: Okay, we can rest now. I’m going to release the mental shielding now. ***As the cultists got up, looking at their base in terror crumbling, they looked at Amazura and Votan with extreme anger. Votan released the mental shielding and it seemed safe now. The cultists were beginning to run at them both, but Votan simply shape-shifted his arm into a blade that elongated and impaled the remaining cultists in one strike.*** The power of converting their love into a deadly explosion. Always impressed seeing that. ***His arm came out of their bodies and went back to normal length once more.***

Amazura: I knew we could save Niecy. ***She kneeled while holding her body and snapped in her face multiple times. But the trance wasn’t letting up.*** What the fuck is going on?? Votan can you stop this? ***Votan kneeled beside her and held his hand up to her head and after a few seconds, he looked at Amazura with a shake of his head.***

Votan: Something is affecting her on a soul level. Not her mind. I can’t dispel what’s not a psychic issue… But how?

Amazura: What the fuck did they do to her?... Wait, didn’t you say earlier they didn’t know what exactly was going on and why she came here? They were waiting for someone…

***After she says this, a vivid light shines in the rubble for about 10 seconds until it dims to nothing. A body then emerges from the rubble and floats out, hunched over and seemingly frail. The person floats into the ground and begins walking towards them.***

Amazura: Who are you! *Votan!!*

Votan: ***He holds out his hand at the person and uses his telepathy to reach into the mind of the body. Once Votan reaches inside of his mind, he is met with a surprise of many brutal and instant flashes of green and white martians being murdered repeatedly in many ways, raging infernos and complete suffering of nearly endless martians… All at the same time. Votan reacts with his mind being ejected from the person’s as he himself lets out a bone chilling scream while his physical form starts to destabilize. His hooded cloak starts to turn chalk white as you finally see that he has chalk white skin and starts to melt into the ground. While his physical form is falling apart, Amazura watches with wide eyes, not processing what is happening to Votan. The person is still walking towards them and removes the garment covering his face and it’s revealed to be a weakened Enkar, smiling slyly.***

Enkar: White Martian!! How did you like that display of your race’s history???! Ahahahahaha!!! ***He laughs hysterically as he begins to float near them.*** For how weak these followers were, they were pretty useful into finding out what race you are. As soon as they told me you were a powerful telepath capable of shape-shifting, I knew that it could only be one race. Martians… And knowing their history, it was pretty easy incapacitating you with my thoughts alone.

Votan: A-A-A-AHHHHHHHGGGHHH!!!!! ***Half of his body was melted into the ground and half was reaching out to Amazura for help.***

Amazura: VOTAN!! ***She tried to grab his arm and pull him, but it felt slimy and it felt like she was pulling his body apart. She quickly looked back at Enkar and despite having a mask on, looked incredibly angry, summoning her dual blades through briar that emerged from the earth once more.*** I’m going to fucking kill you! Did you do this to my sister?!?

***She leaped at Enkar in incredible speeds, spinning around in an insanely fast corkscrew motion with both her blades in her hand. Enkar holds out his hand and creates a spatial barrier to block the attack but greatly underestimates her attack as she shatters right through the barrier and shreds his held out arm first. In slow motion, his face fills with surprise and flies straight up into the air to dodge the rest of the attack. She shreds the earth underneath her and skids to a stop, looking up at him.***

Enkar: She’s a byproduct of an attack I used a few days ago when I arrived… ***A mini flashback occurs to two days ago when Enkar arrived with Sinai. When he does arrive, it is shown in detail how he uses a power to spread this microscopic energy into the air, but it could only affect New Gods that he could faintly sense in the surrounding area, and Niecy, Amazura’s older sister was unfortunately a victim of the spell. It made her fall under a loose version of hi soul-binding spell and made her try to go to a cult base so that Enkar could arrive and take her. The flashback ends as it flashes back to Enkar’s smirking face. He’s holding his bloody shredded arm and realizes something.*** You’re a New God too, aren’t you… If you’re her sister… You must use the Elysian Sanction then…

Amazura: \*Shit, he knows, who is he?!\* ***Enkar uses his remaining arm to move it around in quick succession and this follows up with a flying back kick from Niecy into Amazura’s abdomen. She slides a bit while holding her abdomen. She feels emotionally hurt at the fact that her own sister attacked her, knowing it wasn’t truly her in there.*** C… How could… ***She took a deep breath and looked at Enkar.*** Whatever trance you have on her, stop it now!! ***When she was about leap at him, Niecy grabbed her from behind and locked her arms, attempting to crush her body.***

Enkar: Now now… I could use you too… I can get two of you at once! I am not missing my chance again after last time… ***He thinks about Atlas and Amias for a split second and floats down at Amazura, and holding out his hand at her, prepared to manipulate her very soul.*** I’ll have you held still for a bit. Truly manipulating a soul takes a while.

***What Enkar didn’t realize was that over time, Votan was recovering and mentally putting himself back together, preparing for a sneak attack. Once Enkar had gotten close to a struggling Amazura, Votan held out his hand and released a high pressurized blast of telekinesis that sent everyone flying. Amazura spun in the air and caught her sister while Enkar recovered and flew up into the air.***

Enkar: You damned pest… ***His fingers lit aflame, and he used it to create a ring a fire in front of him and gestured a pushing motion with his fingers in the middle, emitting a giant flame blast at Votan. Amazura landed on her feet with her sister on her back and she sprinted to his rescue, sliding in front of him and throwing her arm up at the flaming blast. Once she threw her arm, many vines and briar emerged from the earth all around their bodies and stretched towards the flame blast while forming something. Right before it collided with the flame blast, it all formed into a giant arm and open hand, deflecting the flaming blast, making it spread outwards and burning the top layer of vines.***

Amazura: Votan, you okay???

Votan: I’m alright… The fact that he found out I was Martian… ***He completely reformed his body, including the hooded cloak he previously had on, as clothing. This was when Niecy began to flail around and hit Amazura.***

Amazura: C!! Stop! ***She then used an enhanced punch to strike Amazura out of the cover and sent her skidding along the street. She recovered but Niecy had already caught up to her body and began to engage in rough hand to hand combat, while Amazura was completely on the defense, not wanting to battle her sister. She started to tear up under her mask as she started to yell at Niecy.*** STOP IT!! STOP!! YOU CAN SHAKE THIS!! ***She held both Niecy’s arms to restrain her from attacking and her whole body was shaking, wanting to attack her. Her eyes looked at Amazura’s mask and she started to speak.***

Niecy: I-I can’t b-break this, s-sis… I-I’ve got to p-protect y- ***Her own body interrupted, performing an uppercut knee into Amazura, sending her flying upwards. Niecy ran to a building, and ran up the side of the building to reach Amazura’s height and leaped at her, elbowing her and sending her flying into the briar arm she created. Her body got stuck in the structure, but it didn’t injure her. Niecy landed on a building and boosted herself at Amazura’s stuck body and drew Amazura’s own blade at her throat, shaking violently trying not tokill her.*** I-I won’t let h-h-him take b-both of us… ***Amazura was crying by now, feeling like her world was crashing down. She couldn’t counterattack, even though she vastly outclasses her sister. All of this pain that Amazura was feeling was nothing new, but it was leaving her with little to no resolve, which was a deep, internal weakness for her.***

Votan: Zura!! ***He had flown at Niecy and Amazura, grabbing Niecy and throwing her away, pulling Amazura out of the briar and flying to the ground.*** You can’t give up! We can possibly get her back! ***Votan touched his fingers on her mask, giving her a slight mental boost. That was when she dashed onto the briar structure and darted at a levitating Enkar with great speeds, once she was in the air, she manifested briar from all under her armor and formed a giant drill with a handle that was spinning and hit Enkar. His body soared to the ground and roughly rolled along the ground, but he recovered right as he saw Amazura throw the spinning briar drill at him. He summoned a huge deal of fire, that it turned purple, similar to Sinai’s and burned through most of it, before briar began to impale him.***

Enkar: AGH!!! You’re quite powerful, aren’t you!!!? \*This girl is lucky I am weakened...\* ***He tried to fly up into the air, but he was intercepted by a shape-shifted Votan who was a giant flying creature that was a mix between several different animals. Votan had chomped on Enkar whole, but he quickly burned his way out of Votan’s mouth, trying to fly higher than Votan can reach due to his size. Votan inhaled an excessive amount of air in the area then blew it out at Enkar in a huge frost blast that looked like a blizzard. It sent Enkar flying and crashing through a window into a skyscraper ahead, and as Votan was following, he didn’t notice a surprise attack by a soaring Niecy that somehow had purple flames emitting from both of her arms. She was boosting incredibly fast from behind Votan, and did a corkscrew spin with the purple flames as it sliced into Votan’s body, causing him to scream in pain and fly downwards. Niecy’s body kept going (due to the fact that it was essentially an incredibly powerful leap) and eventually went through the window Enkar crashed through inside the skyscraper. She skidded to a stop next to him, holding him up.*** What a powerful martian!! They’re both incredible and I’m only surviving on pure luck… I don’t think I can capture your sister too...

Amazura: NIECY!!! ***She had leapt a few seconds after Niecy had with incredible strength as well, so her body was following Niecy’s trail. She soared over a crashing Votan but kept going as she saw where Enkar and Niecy had both crashed inside the skyscraper. She was wielding both blades and clutched them tighter, prepared to completely butcher Enkar when she got there. Her body was moving immensely fast that Enkar had only a bit of time to plan. As Amazura’s body flew through the broken window into the skyscraper, he regretfully opened a portal under himself and Niecy.***

Enkar: \*She will kill me right now… If I don’t escape… Damn this girl is talented… I wanted to capture her too, but that’ll be another time…\* ***Their bodies began to fall slow motion into the portal as Amazura was swinging her blades at him. Amazura’s eyes met with her sister’s eyes as she had a sad smile, knowing that she protected her younger sister from Enkar.***

Amazura: NOOOOO!!!! ***The swing completed after they both fell into the portal and closed. She skidding across the floor and stopped at the wall, completely in disbelief. She dropped her blades and fell to her knees, full on crying and then threw her mask off her face onto the ground. Her head was down so you couldn’t see her face nor her real hair. (The red on her head is apart of the mask.) Votan managed to fly up to her floor in the skyscraper and knelt next to her, to comfort her.*** I lost her!!! ***She said in her normal voice.*** I lost my own fuckin sister!! Goddammit! ***She started weakly hitting the floor while weeping, feeling completely helpless. The scene ends with Votan talking to her, trying to calm her down, but not hearing what he’s saying, while the scene fades to black.***