Wow, I never thought I'd get here! Yet here we all are, two years later, starting the final part of the trilogy! Thank you so much if you've stuck with us all the way through, it really means a lot to us.

If you haven't read D.S. al Coda (the first part to this trilogy), you aren't really missing anything. Some characters will be transferred over to this story, but they are all explained. But if you haven't read Riprendere (second part), it is highly recommended that you do. Several characters are introduced there that will not be explained. But at the time this is posted, which is before Riprendere is complete, you should know all the characters to be safe.

This story is slightly AU (alternate universe) because it takes place in Heaven. Also be warned for some graphic language and whatever my mind can cook up this time. It's been two years, and there's only this story left to finish!

Before you jump me demanding why this is posted before Riprendere is finished, hear me out. All of you have been asking since last June (2006) when this was going to be posted. This has been done forever, and I promise you that the final chapter or two will be posted. Take a deep breath. The last full chapter is almost done and the epilogue will be up before you know it. I figured that you all deserve something for my massive procrastination. This final part also deviates heavily from what I originally had planned, but that's for chapter one for you to discover…

Enjoy.

I do not own Cyborg 009. I never have, I never will.

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Incalzando

Prologue - Fanfare

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"Are you feeling better?"

"No. I think dying would be a nice option."

"I'm going to check if your fever is down any."

"If you must."

"Hmm…101…apparently not."

"Is One here? I've finished the plans for her." This was followed by a barking cough and footsteps.

The young woman who had coughed lay in a bed with blankets piled on top of her. Her straight chest-length hair was tied neatly into a ponytail, and beneath all the sweat from her fever was pale blue. Her midnight blue eyes were glazed over; she shuddered and coughed again.

The other young lady in the room had shoulder-long ruby red hair that had been unevenly cut. Her bright yellow eyes had dark circles beneath them. She wore a black tank top with an orange bow tied to one of the straps. Her full black skirt was trimmed with rubies and her knee-high lace-up boots had yellow laces and thick soles. Though the strangest thing was that she had an enormous tattoo that spanned across her stomach and chest; only part of it was visible.

The tattoo depicted a winged dragon chasing its own tail, forming a circle. A crown was placed between the wings, and in the center of the circle was a six-pointed star. Inside this star was the number 13; the whole tattoo was black.

"You called, Miss Zero?" Another young woman entered the room. She had long violet hair that had been tied back into pigtails and bottle-green eyes. Her clothes were black and nondescript.

"I did," Miss Zero, the bedridden one, said. "Well, Miss One, did you finally meet Chaos?"

"Yes, I just got back." Miss One answered. "Oh, Miss Thirteen, a pleasure to see you. I didn't know you were staying here…thought you might be on an assignment…"

"Nah, I have other things to do. I've had to be here since Miss Zero got sick." Miss Thirteen said, smiling and pushing a stray strand of red hair behind her ear.

"In any case, Miss One. I have your new assignment." Miss Zero interrupted, rolling her eyes. "You are to request an audience with Prometheus. I don't want any assassinations yet. Just let him know that Half Star is after him. If you go through with this, you'll be seeing him again."

Miss One bowed to her. "Consider it done." She left the room. Miss Thirteen smiled.

"We should call all of them." Miss Thirteen said. Miss Zero shrugged and sat up, revealing a tattoo nearly identical to Miss Thirteen's across her back. The only difference was that Miss Zero's had a 0 in the center of the star as opposed to 13.

"Not a half-bad idea." Miss Zero said, laying a hand on the widest part of the dragon. Miss Thirteen did the same, and instantly, the black ink turned brilliant red. Miss Zero flinched and leaned against the headboard, breathing heavily.

"They're activated. Their ouroboruses are visible again." Miss Thirteen said. "Go back to sleep. I'll stay with you for a while, but it won't be a very long time."

Miss Zero coughed again. She stared at the ceiling and took a deep breath. "I don't care how long it takes, but the Half Star Organization will be feared. It's been five years since White Angel fell and seven since Black Ghost. But they all lacked real structure. We're hard to trace, and if you find one leader, you have to find more above them. And if you were to kill one, there's always someone down below ready to step up in their place."

She stood up and looked out a window. Outside, it was drizzling.

"Scarl and his eldest daughter failed to open the box. That one girl – Pandora now – did. Tsukasa, even after resurrecting Albireo, couldn't kill her and Prometheus. But now it's our turn. We have Marco and Pierre, we have Katriana and Satan, and we have Chaos. We're unstoppable. Love won't cause us to falter, like it did with Zaffiel and Tsukasa. There are so many layers to go through before you get to Chaos and that one girl he's with. And if my team is done…"

"They are. But is it true?" Miss Thirteen asked. "Did you really put a block on their memory of the last seven years?"

Miss Zero grinned. "Yes, that's right. But remember, Miss Thirteen – we have Chaos. Without Chaos, there is no order in the universe." She sat back down, still grinning.

"Miss One has reached Heaven. She's requesting an audience as we speak. I'm leaving, Miss Nine wants to talk to me about something." Miss Thirteen said.

"So long, and tell Miss Seven that she's up next. And it's your turn to do the thinking on this one." Miss Zero said.

Miss Thirteen smiled. "You can run, but Half Star will always find you."

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