Disclaimer: I do not own Galaxy Angel. This series was created and published by Broccoli. The original character designs are by Kanan. All respect and copywriter ship goes to Kanan and Broccoli.

Author comments beforehand: Remember, Remember the fifth of November…

My Name is Something You Haven't Heard Before…

An Eonia Transbaal Oneshot

"Ahh, we finally meet."

That poor man, on the floor; Tsk tsk, another bad boy disobeying the rules, how could've it all happened anyway? I watched as he shook, struggling to breathe as he coughed up more blood.

"Oh come now," I replied, lifting his bloodied chin. The boy then, did something surprising.

He glared at me.

All yes, that glare was magnificent, I remember even as I lie here! Those small young eyes, filled up with a burning anger stronger than any sun, his teeth gritting through pain and red juice, the skin drained from color loosing even the nothing on it…everything. I couldn't help but laugh so instead, I smiled.

"Angry? Well, you should be I suppose." I threw his face and he yelped as his face hit the cold floor. I turned my back and he shakily got on his knees. It was so nice for him to show respect for his true leader, it really was.

"After all, I almost killed you. I'm sorry, I should've told Noa not to do that; she can get a little frisky when playing." I chuckled a bit.

"Anyway, Mr. Mayers, that is not why you are here, bleeding on my floor, no. You are here because I want you here."

"…want me..." he replied, barely making a sound.

"Yes, yes, I do, I do! I need you for something and I am sure you cannot refuse!"

I snapped my fingers and in she came, a beautiful girl with the softest pink hair, the same as a lover's blush. She hit the floor and slid next to him, then afterwards, the blonde, and then the puppy girl, and then that strong woman and lastly the princess, all in a line before me. I laughed as they struggled to stand, the boy only being able to help one of them up, the girl closest to him while the others are barely much help supporting themselves.

"You see, Angel Troupe and Mr. Mayers, YOU are the losers here. I find it fit that I make a little proposition for you all, since you all are so beautiful."

"You're sick," he growled.

"No," I said, smiling wider, tilting my head back and closing my eyes with the first sense of satisfaction in so long. "I'm just right."

THE END

Eh… I can't think of how to go on, plus, it's so chock full of stuff that it doesn't need to go on.

This is for Yami-kun, and I decided that for this one, it's based off of the manga and it's like a parallel universe where Eonia won.

Currently listening to Ayumi Hamasaki