I'm back with a new story and I hope you all like it. Please reveiw.

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Slam! Crunch! CreeeeeeShoomp!

This was all she heard as the monster slammed her into a tree. Shakily she got to her feet and took a fighting stance as she took in this beast.

It was brown, the same color as the bark of a tree, with root like tentacles wriggling out from a center mass that resembles a tree trunk.

The girl dove out of the way of several more tentacles as they shot at her trying to impale her. Rolling as she gets to her feet so she wouldn't loose her momentum, she pulls a few things from a pouch on her side

In all truth what she was fighting had been a normal tree until recently. What had happened though was that an alien had altered the genetics of the tree. Their plan was that it would cross pollinate with the other trees in the area and by next year they would have an army of mutant trees.

The girl flings a few shurikan at the main body of the mutant tree, as they hit it shrieks and sends more of its root like tentacles at her. In its blind rage at being injured she manages to get in close to it. Holding out her palm towards a glow of energy gathers before expanding outward at the creature. Milliseconds later the tree was flailing about as it slowly began to return to normal. The roots and branches went back to being in the ground or held high above the trunk.

As the tree returned to being a tree the girl slowly stands, having been knocked down by the roots and branches as they returned to normal. She is wearing a close fitting shirt that shows her midriff. The sleeves fit snuggly on her arms down to her mid upper arm. The collar of the shirt comes up on her neck, covering it. Tight shorts that go to her mid thigh are accented by a leather belt with pouches and places for storing things that hangs at an angle on her hips. Leather boots come to just below her knees with buckles and straps all the way up them.

She turns and begins to walk off, leaving the disturbed forest to recover. Her blue-black hair sways against her shoulder blades as she walks. The tribal tattoos that had been covering her body begin to retreat and slide back across her skin to a single mark on her lower back, a dead looking tree in a broken circle, just above her pant line.

Walking past a tree she vanishes, a different girl walks out from the other side of the tree. She looks nothing like the other girl but when one had vanished the other appeared. This new girl has curly black hair with red streaks mingling with the black curls and held into a pair of pig tails that reach her shoulders. She wears a short jean jacket worn over a tight black t-shirt and a plaid mini-skirt with large buckles and d-rings. A chain belt hangs off her left hip and jingles as she walks. Black chunky boots make heavy sounds as she walks along the path out of the forest.

Getting to the street she raises her hand to brush some hair from her face and pair of silver bangles clink down her arm. She turns her head and spots a group of three men standing on a corner and heads over to them. One with long straight black hair and a serious look on his face turns to her as she approaches.

"I take it, it went well?"

"Yeah, they mutated a tree this time. Wasn't that hard to turn."

She shrugs just before the man with short spiky rust brown hair grabs her up in a hug.

"I'm glad you weren't hurt Miyu." He sets her down and puts his hands on her shoulders as he smiles down at her.

"You had us all worried, you know? Especially Ryu." This came from the third man, who has dirty blond hair cut in a shaggy manner allowing it to hang over his eyes a bit.

"I know and I'm sorry about that Kai. Did the meeting go well?"

Kai turns to the overly happy red head with a frown. "You could say that..."

"Rei talked our manager into sending us to school."

"School? Why, I thought we already had tutors?"

"It'll be great, especially for PR. Besides we'll meet more girls if we go to school than if we don't."

"We meet plenty of girls at the concerts; we don't need to go to school on top of that."

Miyu steps in and claps her hands in a signal to stop.

"Guys, stop it already. We shouldn't argue about this, what's done is done we may as well live with it. Now... How about we get some ice cream and celebrate my victory over the aliens for today?"

They all nod and head towards the nearest ice cream shop, chatting and having a good time.