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Hello everyone! This is Pyramid-Head. I've written the second and third chapter sof this fanfic, and I apologize for it taking so long to get out. I'm also the co-author of this fanfic with Keikyoku. :D I hope you enjoy.

2

As she walked through the shadows, delicate serums in hand, Shade pushed all thoughts and questions aside. She's never questioned Keikyoku before, and won't start now. He's always been one step ahead of the game with such things like the catastrophe at hand now.

Was always a talented and brilliant . . . Man, if you could say that? But like she and anyone else who's seen Keikyoku up front and personal, knew he wasn't one. At least, not feature wise with his plant and floral like design.

Shade stepped out of a patch of shadows in the corner of a room. It was small, at least in comparison to most rooms in the base, and distastefully too white. Her baby blue eyes were dim in the comparison to the too bright white in the room, making the dark, red rings around her irises even darker.

She scanned the room and her eyes settled on a huge metal slab that held a bonded man to its top. He was gargantuan compared to the flimsy metal and it's four, thick legs that were burdened with the weight of both. If this man stood fully erect, he'd be 13' even. But that wasn't the strangest part to come.

Shade walked over to the slab, the man all too still, her tightly, brown ponytailed hair swaying from side to side with her sashaying hips. She looked down at the man with unblinking eyes, bending her body over the being to see if he was still even breathing. Then, suddenly, the man jumped up in Shade's face.

She just blinked unpleasant eyes down at the man like many times before. She's never liked Naro, and also won't be another thing she'll start. Narrowing her eyes, Naro laughed a full, deep rumbling bass of a sound. It sounded like a steam roller doing its job on a cement road.

"Glad to see that pleased you," Shade spoke, voice monotone, the icy coldness of her intent hidden carefully.

"Aw, come on Bossy. Relax a bit. It was just a fright." Naro laughed at his own inside joke.

Shade narrowed her eyes again, anger boiling beneath her skin. "I hope you scream in pain when I inject you with the serum." She thought viciously to herself. She placed the wooden box on a nearby, sparkling white counter top of the room, and removed several vials, grabbing several needles as well.

"Ooooh, what's that?" Naro questioned his unofficial leader as he eyed the red liquid in several small, glass vials. Shade ignored him with a cold, calculating 'hmm'. She filled each needle to full capacity with the red liquid, pushing down on the ends to squirt out any air.

It'd be too bad if any got into Naro's system and he had an accidentle lack of breath from oxygen deposits in his blood vessels. Shade turned back to the man, four needles in hand, which was one more than Keikyoku prescribed, but not like she cared.

"Pretty bubblesssss…." Naro whispered, drawling out the s in a child-like voice. Gods, he was annoying.

She held them out edgily, the needles looking like the knives of Kruger's right gloved hand. Shade looked at the man. At Naro, her icy blue's staring into the bright reds of his eyes. His face was shadowed by a charcoal black hoodie.

Two of his four arms were clothed, the other two bare, but all four were bonded to the metal slab he lay on with titanium bands. Yes, he had four arms. They were heavy, long and thick with muscle. Shade inwardly grimaced. All that muscle just didn't do it for her.

Naro just looked at her; his loosely clad legs with black jeans were crumpled as he sat motionlessly. His chest rising and falling with each breath wasn't even visible. Shade over looked Naro again, and smirked for a brief second before she plunged the needles into the bare flesh of his arm closest to her. She knew Naro flinched as the full red orb of one eye dimmed then brightened again.

It was the only indication of pain Naro ever showed for anything. When Shade pushed the ends of the needles in, the red liquid rushed up Naro's arm, then neck, in vibrant neon lines, outlining any vein they enthused through.

Shade relinquished the needles of Naro's arm and stepped back for the serum to take effect. She knew the virus was fully active, throbbing through his veins. She could smell it. It was overtaking his body, then the serum hit. She could hear Naro's blood speed up before his actual breath hitched as the serum and virus of the inmate clashed.

Naro laid back, his breathing deep and erratic as Shade back-stepped like she did in Keikyoku's sanctuary. The shadows once again swallowed her up as she left Naro to have spastic convulsions. She didn't' care if he lived or not.

As Shade moved through the shadows of the base, she looked in on several members. Talon, being the first she saw, who was manufacturing some sort of weaponry like always. She brushed past him, a lithe finger trailing along the edge of one wing span. His feathers ruffled, and she vanished like always. Next was Bubbles. A very odd man of sorts. He was a surfer of attitude and definitely made for the waves.

His face was a pale blue, like the sky with a long, ridged nose like a swordfish. His hands had thin films of webbing between them and a spiny tail that looked like a crocodile's own. His teeth were sharp when Shade glanced his way from a dark patch of shadows as he smiled half heartedly, his 6, 2 stature overlooking her easily.

She decided to go scouting as she visited each room in the base, nothing else of interest she wished to do. But not before running into a tiny predicament. It was human, and annoying. At least to her the person was. It was Kylarra. She was about 5, 3 in height, with short, down spiked, rainbow colored hair.

The young girl was also of average proportion, but her personality was not. Her laughter was joyously maniacal, but also came in twenty-something different forms. Besides that, she was energetic, loved to inconvenience people, do things the hard way, and do the exact opposite of what people say.

Shade's eyes were unblinking and cold as Kylarra rambled on and on and on about chocolate pudding and orange slushies. She let out an exuberated breath, the corner of her lip twitching as the shadows all about them thickened with her agitation, but she with held her outburst for now, Kylarra oblivious to her rising anger. Shade focused on Kylarra's ridiculous outfit instead of the babble spewing from her mouth.

She inwardly shuddered at Kylarra's choice of clothing. Kylarra wore a flashy, sparkling yellow plaid shirt with a pleated, yellow kilt. Her shoes were also yellow, but different shades in polka dot patterns. Having enough of Kylarra's talk, which was now, somehow, on her seeing a giant green, pink striped dinosaur in the kitchen.

She walked away, stepping into a strip of darkness like many times before now, and ended up on the outside of the base. But what Shade didn't know, was that Kylarra transformed into a spoon and somehow flipped herself directly into the temporarily boss' back pocket. It was cloudy, a light mist surrounding the area. The sun was hidden, the wind whistling eerily as dead, dry leaves fell from the trees above her petite form.

It was perfect weather for Shade. She went to step forward, to scout around as she does bi-daily for any intruders, but instead, Shade stopped in mid-step, and looked up. Right in front of her were dazzling pink eyes with three black dots, like on a moth's wings, under each of her eyes, about a foot above her own.

"Tsuna . . ." Shade said that one word. That one name and it held all you could ever imagine of what the Boogey Man could actually do with you if you were still a child, alone with him, on crack, and gay.