Prologue

Ashes, Ashes. We all fall down...

"Dora! Dora, please get up!" Mew Salt begged her sister. Scarlet stained the forest grass from all the blood shed just now. The other three Mews were killed instantly by the Chimera animal that the aliens had released on them. Mew Pepper and Mew Salt were the only survivors.

It had only had a few minutes of fighting this giant Chimera animal. It was unlike any they had ever faced; as you could tell from the blood stained ground and the three dead corpses on the ground.

Mew Pepper lifted her battle scarred hand to her twin sister's cheek. Mew Pepper's black hair was streaked with crimson and her mew outfit was torn to reveal blood pooling out of her side and chest. "Sonya... I," Mew Pepper tried to tell her sister. Her breath was getting shallower by the second as she tried to speak.

Mew Salt held her twin's hand to her cheek. Her long white hair had scarlet blood stains streaked in it as well. Her white outfit also had scarlet blood stained on it but she only had small wounds. "It's okay. We'll be okay," she choked.

Mew Salt suddenly felt her sister's hand go limp. Her eyes widened as they filled with tears. Make that only one Mew left alive. "D-Dora..." She wailed in sorrow.

"I'm sorry," a voice called behind Mew Salt. She turned her head to the side. It was Andrew.

Andrew was the behind the scenes leader of operations. He was the one who turned the five teenagers into Mews. Andrew; the one who believed that they could overcome the situation. The one that told them about the situation, the work they need to do to protect Earth. Well, Canada anyway.

Toronto was one of the most influential business cities in Canada. One of the many hearts that controlled Canada's transportation and business systems. A 'home and native land' as the anthem goes. It was also a large target to aliens who wanted to take over the earth.

That was the reason of all of this. The reason they fought. This was the reason why they became such great friends outside of battle and also the reason why four out of the five of them were dead. They were Mews; girls altered with animal DNA to fight aliens.

Mew Salt's sorrow started to take root in her heart. "You could have done something. You could have helped them. You could have saved them from dying!" She turned to face Andrew, hatred filled her eyes. She breathed from gridded teeth as she still held her dead sister's hand.

"Sawyer, Chloe and Paula would be alive. Dora would be alive! This never happened to the Tokyo Mews! Why did it happen to us?" She asked as tears filled her grief stricken eyes.

Andrew looked away from her. "I never expected this to happen. I apologize."

"Yeah, tell that to their dead bodies!" She told him. She looked back at her sister's sweet face. She let go of her sister's hand and stood up. She transformed back into her original, unaltered self. Her blonde hair reappeared as well as her outfit; a white shirt with a light blue bling star, jeans and running shoes.

"I know you're upset. You know, there always can be replacements...," his voice told her.

She tensed up. "Replacements? After all we did, after all we done for you, and all you say is 'there always can be replacements'? Well...well screw you! I lost my friends and sister because of your bloody Mew Project! I...I quit!" She yowled. She ran away from the dead bodies, tears streaming from her cheeks.

When she got deeper into the woods, she stopped. She took out her cell phone and dialed quickly. "911? I need an ambulance, NOW!"

"Why did you have to tell her that? She just lost her twin sister and friends. Don't you even care?" Another voice told Andrew. Andrew turned around.

"Well Matt, do you even care about the earth? Come on out," he told him.

A black hair boy who wore a red sweater vest, a white long sleeve shirt and blue skinny jeans came out from behind a tree. "I care. But do you care about the people that live on the earth?"

Andrew rolled his eyes. His blonde hair gentle blew in the breeze. He placed his hands in his jeans pockets. "It's might as well be told to her now then wait until she finds out on her own. Isn't it best to tell the truth out now than later, right?" He smirked as he avoided Matt's question.

"You idiot! Are you trying to make things worse?" Matt yelled. "What your problem! How," he stopped in mid-sentence.

Andrew was plucking the pendants off the deceased Mews. They de-transformed as he plucked them off. "I can reuse these," he murmured.

"Are you insane?!"

"Look, we need new Mews. How do you think anything will get done around here if we won't? We'll let Sonya mourn for a few days while in the meantime we get some new Mews to team up with her. Easy Pease," Andrew chuckled.

"Tell that to them," Matt pointed to the carcasses. "They believed in you; this cause. They trusted you. Now that they're dead, you just dust off your shoulder and say in a sense 'no big deal'?"

Andrew just sighed. "Look, I never imagine this would happen. This never happened to the Tokyo Mews like Sonya noted. We can't let the past take control over us. I knew them well enough to know that they would want us to continue," he told Matt.

Matt was about to talk again but the sound of sirens intruded. Sonya must have called the Ambulance.

Andrew sighed. "Come on Matt. We have some work to do."