A/N! I made a few typos on my last chapter. I'm gonna be sure to proofread form now on. XD; Also, I'm a bit skeptical of writing for Guame, Adiane, and Cytomander. Tell me how I do!

+Spiral Capitol+

The floor was cold to the touch, but none had the audacity to lift themselves from a bow. The icy sensation felt like night, the room dark as the floor illuminated with a moon-like glow. To look up only slightly, one would notice a black line, cutting into the light and forming that of a spiral. At first, the intervals between parallel lines were large, but near the middle, they grew closer and closer, constricting upwards and forming a convex throne, that of which seated their father, a beastmen creator named Lordgenome, who was surrounded by alien-like females whose ghastly eyes consisted of one whole dark color and plastic smiles to please their lord. Three noses pointed towards the floor, one twitching very lightly in fluster, one long and pointed, and the last like a crocodile's snout. The three supreme generals bowed to their king, there to report foul news that left a terrible taste in one of their mouths.

"Thymilph the Crusher has fallen?" a booming voice questioned, and although it was tranquil, it was loud and unmistakable.

"Yes, milord." Adiane's angered voice responded, but the utmost fear and respect were obvious in her tone, struggling to keep from dripping of hostility.

"To those filthy humans?" Again, the voice seemed very annoyed. This made the two human-resembling generals cringe, for when that was the case, things would rarely go smoothely. Consequences were drastic ion their kingdom.

"It's a shame, really," Cytomander huffed, his voice melodic as his ego seeped through his words. "I thought he had some potential… but it seems that he was just a good-for-nothing."

A snake-eye winced, and glancing up towards the peacock man, Adiane shot a quick glare in Cytomander's direction. "Hmph." She grumbled lightly, wishing to snap at her colleague but finding herself unable to due to the gathered company. At once, she lifted her weight from the cold floor and stood, her arms crossing and the butterfly wings on her kimono disappearing by her chest. She frowned deeply, but lowered her chin to Lordgenome.

"Your highness," she started, and Cytomander and Guame followed her to their feet. In slight interest, they watched her struggle to speak with respect. A grin creeped upon the armadillo's face. "Please allow me to avenge Thymilph. He was my friend. I will not make the same mistakes he had." A low nod followed in a pleading manner, and Cytomander joined Guame in a smirk.

"Friend, huh?" Guame chuckled, a claw by his snout as he mocked the woman at his right. "For you, Adiane, it looks like a big monkey man is all that could fill you."

Again, Adiane shot a glare, but this time at the smallest of the generals. A light whipping noise came from the air as she swung the massive scorpion stinger through the air in irritance.

"Shut your mouth, cretin." She hissed towards his perverse comment. Genuinely, she was in a terribly foul mood, one that she could barely remember feeling before. Thymilph was a real partner of hers, and these dirty apes had no place in taking him down. If they messed with him, they messed with her, and the last thing she needed was to be mocked by her freak of a fellow general.

"Adiane," Lordgenome began, disrupting her train of thought and causing her to forget her quibbling with the men. "You want to avenge your friend?"

The woman knelt, one hand again against the freezing ground, and the other folded across her knee. Her tail ceased its swishing and rested close above the ground, as she did not want it to flinch from the cold in a serious moment like this. "Yes, sir. I can eliminate the humans with no problem, and I believe that I'm the best for this job because—"

"Quit your drabble." Cut off, Adiane lifted her gaze, eyebrows twitching a bit in wonder of what her lord was thinking. "You sound like a whining child."

"I humbly apologize, milord." She choked. If there's something Adiane hated more than Cytomander and Guame, it was being controlled and criticized, but there was nothing she could do to help that, as a sharp tongue would inevitably lead to death. There, the master's elbow slammed against the armrest, his hand resting upon his chin whiskers that neatly split into two sections, and pushing them a bit together. He studied to woman expectantly. He understood exactly what she was thinking, her true motives, and her thoughts. She was one of his most powerful children, anyway.

"Very well," he stated, the anger in his tone subsiding, as minimal as it was, and lifting his opposite hand in a dismissing motion. "I will let you take out the humans, just don't further embarrass me and the other Generals."

Rising to her feet, Adiane did not dare smile. Instead, she nodded heavily. "I will not let you down." The woman promised, and at once, she was gone. Cytomander first eyed his lord, than Adiane as she left. Narrowing his eyes, he felt a bit like an underling. Whining had gotten her an exciting role, as he was obedient and quiet.

"Cytomander," Lorgenome continued, catching his attention once more. Startled, he knelt once more.

"Yes, sir," he stated, voice steady and sure, though he was displeased.

"If Adiane falls, you will be the one to take her place. I'm hoping that you're not sore over my judgement."

That was certainly something that Cytomander was not expecting. First, he blinked, then processed that the words were not meant to be coaxing, but instead ordering. Finally, he nodded.

"Yes, sir. I'm sure that your choices are only the best."

Spiraling eyes narrowed upon the feathered man. He was very yellow, it seemed, conforming to everything he was told and pretending to have no fear, though he was the biggest brown-nose of the others. A bit irritated, the man waved him away, and Cytomander followed Adiane, leaving the room. As the last one left, Guame turned his slits for eyes towards his lord, the one he'd considered more like a partner than a master. With nothing left to say, he simply nodded and departed. Adiane was sure to fail if she let her emotions control her. Thymilph was not a lightweight, which meant that the humans were somewhat of a decent threat. He had no worries that he would end up on the battlefield, following the younger generals' deaths.

Soon outside of the eerie room and back to the spacious halls of the kingdom, Viral had waited patiently. Is wounds from that battle were rather severe, but nothing that would keep him bed-ridden. Glancing upwards, he caught notice of first Adiane, then Cytomander and Guame. With a distance, the man felt a knot swell into his throat. Kamina… That man had a death wish. Sure, he and the others had taken on Thymilph, but he'd come so close to death so easily. All the generals had to do was get into his impulsive mind and set him up to dive into his own demise. His fighting tactics were basically suicide, anyway. A sheepish feline eye scanned the three. Which of them was going out tomorrow to face Gurren Lagann? Which of them would allow him to attempt yet another try at revenge? From afar, Guame had taken notice of the distant shark kitty. The two locked gazes, Guame's eyes still and steady as he lit he end of his long drag pipe and took a large puff, and Viral trying his best not to bite a hole into his lips from those shark teeth. After a good moment, the armadillo crocodile's slit eyes narrowed in an almost silly manner, and he grinned profusely at Viral. Naturally, he was aware of what Viral was thinking, and Viral did not like that. Finally, he approached the three.

"Viral," Cytomander began, his arms crossed against his partially exposed chest. He faced Viral to the side, only able to see hi through one ego-ridden eye, as the other was blocked by his beak. "You survived?" Adiane had started away, the click-clack of her heels echoing through the hallway, until she heard Cytomander address Viral by his name. Accordingly, she stopped, and slowly turned around, brushing a lock of navy blue hair from her exposed eye and onto the eyepatch. She promptly returned to stare down at him menacingly. She enticed hearing his story as to why he failed to protect Thymilph.

"Yes," Viral stated, trying his best to keep his voice respectful among his superiors. As much as he wanted to be as strong as the three, he was already dead set on being the man to destroy the demon leader of the Dai-Gurren Brigade, and did not care what they had to say. If they declined, he would simply show up anyway. "My injuries were not too bad, really. I'd gotten lucky."

"Hm." Cytomander sighed in response. He was not interested, to tell the truth, and turned to look Adiane in the eye. Guame, alongside his male colleague, continued to grin. This was all too interesting, the fact that meek little Viral had a personal grudge as well. He was aware that he would end up following Adiane, and that she would not be happy about it. "Yes, you did, but you failed to keep your superior alive." The man was purposely trying to prod Adiane's soft spots, as he continued top look at her blankly. After a brief moment of examining her angry glare, he started in the direction she'd just come back from. "Learn to do your job, Viral, or next time you will not be so lucky."

"Hm." Guame chuckled. Cytomander was right, after all. "It looks like Cytomander's upset that you were chosen over him, Adiane." His voice was hinting towards Viral who Lordgenome'd chosen. Accordingly, Viral looked hopefully towards Adiane, but weith little anticipation. In all honesty, she was the most intimidating of the remaining generals. She was certainly one to take charge once the Spiral King was out of the picture, as well as a sadist.

"It doesn't matter." Adiane hissed once more. She knew that Guame was never friendly to be friendly, and watching him puff another cloud of smoke towards Viral, she understood where he was getting at. The little monster was being sly in her favor, but only for his own entertainment. "He'll get over it, as will you, Guame."

"I think you're the one that needs to get over something." Guame teased, and chuckling for a moment, he started off in the opposite direction. "Don't have too much fun with those humans, it's only nice to leave some for your friends."

"Hmph." Adiane pressed her ruby red lips together, and although she was indeed very elegant looking, her expression made her look more on the crude side. "Friends, huh?" she grumbled as he soon disappeared. Now that she and Viral were the only ones left, she narrowed her stare down towards him, the burgundy tail of hers aching to strike him in the wounds he'd just bandaged and cause him terrible pain that Thymilph must've endured. She new what he wanted, but she would play dumb for the sake of it.

"Adiane-sama," Viral began, standing tall, but keeping his chin low humbly. "I'd like to ask permission to accompany you on your mission."

"Mission?" The woman sneered, again contradicting her own beauty. Lifting her nose in the air, she struck Viral with all of her might, the stinger of her tail just missing his skin, but still drawing a small spatter of blood to stain his gauze further. The look of shock on his face was priceless. "This is not a mission. This is a game." Again, she attempted to rip his flesh, but missed as he flinched only slightly, still standing stationary and speechless as he was beaten around. "A game that makes you nothing but aliability. You're not even a pawn." Finally, her stinger made contact with his bare cheek, flinging the man a bit off balance as he stumbled to regain his composure once more. Finally, he looked up towards her as she was silent once more. It looked like she blamed him for Thymilph's demise… This would be painful to intrude on, but it must be done. Finally, she gave him one last pout and started away from him, heading for Sayrune, her trusted water-savvy ganmen.

"Keep your paws out of the fire, Viral, or I'll burn you myself."

With that said, Adiane was out of sight, and all that Viral heard were her hasty heels clacking against the marble flooring. The new gash across his face was beginning to sting a bit, and the pain from his already-inflicted wounds was beginning to return. Still, he did not fret. It would not be nearly enough for him to miss his rematch with Gurren Lagann. That naked ape Kamina and the rest of his wretched team was his first priority in restoring his honor. Besides, he'd be regarded as a hero to destroy those troublemakers who'd even caught the attention of his king. Letting out a sight deep breath, he sneered a bit and walked steadily towards Enkidu. Adiane was leaving soon, and he would be there to strike once his broken helmet was in sight.

Finally, Adiane had reached Sayrune's docking station and entered her ganmen. A crew was already handy within the depths of her large robot, though right now she would be alone in her control room. The seat was snug against her bare legs, a nice cushion that did not stick to her skin. Grasped in each of her hands were the hand controls, the winged sleeves falling back a bit to reveal the head of her tattoo monster on her right hand as it spiraled around her arm. Clenching her jaw for a moment and swallowing the last thoughts of Thymilph she'd gathered, the woman started her machine and departed the Spiral Capitol, vibrations and the sounds on engines pumping adrenaline through her beastmen veins. She understood that the brigade would be heading towards water soon enough, but was that enough time for her to wait? No, she would attack off-shore; they were just humans, anyway.

"Gurren Lagann," she began in a low, blood-curdling voice that only deepened her personal battle with her own grief for her deceased friend. In Enkidu, Viral had done just the same, catching sight of his superior's ganmen and following at a safe distance. "I'll have my revenge!"

A/N! Wow, that chapter felt like a hella waste'a space. I love Guame, though. As you can see, I changed a lot of things, but kept a lot of them the same. I changed a bunch 'cause I wanted to make it my own, but kept some the same because hanging it would mean getting out of character. I'll be changing everything with Adiane/Cyto/Guame's battles with GL, though. I'm gonna put in lot'sa different plots. First up, my hostage arc! –yay-