It's me again. Another chapter in the books. I hope you guys enojoy the action. I've added a couple of characters, villains if you will, trying to balance out the factions of good and evil for the final battle. If you have any villains you want to see, please tell me. I've been working on the plot a little in the story, so hopefully it won't bore you guys to death. Let me guys know what you think of the action and the plot as I'm trying to work on the description of everything. I'm trying to tone it down a little. Onwards to the story and thank you for taking your time to read it.


Chapter 2: Alliance

"The future belongs to those who prepare for it today." –Malcolm X

The city of Stratus, a floating city residing near the United Kingdom. It hosts one of the most beautiful and luxurious resorts in the world. Five star hotels populate the bright environment The clubs were always filled with rich and beautiful people looking to tear the roof off the building with their smooth dances moves and their fun interactive games from beer-drinking to truth-or-dare. The restaurants that were there served the best dishes that money could buy, the food being handled and made by the best chefs all over the world. The lightshows and fireworks that were displayed on a daily basis would remind a normal person of a theme park like Disneyland. The orange skies only seemed to make the city glow even more, but the orange skies weren't from the transition from dusk to dawn. After hearing of the invasion of monsters all over the world, the human race has been scavenging all over the world for any sort of safe haven. Most of the people that turned to Stratus for a place to hide were turned away by the high tech security that refused to let them in. Only the richest in the world were allowed in the sacred resort.

"Now arriving in Stratus." The A.I. of the warship announced as it landed on the large aircraft pad near the entrance. The door slid open and three people exited from the machine. One was a middle aged man of 37 wearing a navy blue jacket under his white shirt and blue jeans. The backpack was strapped over his shoulder, containing small amounts of equipment. The other man was of a Mexican decent with a thin windbreaker and the same bag as his partner. He was younger than him, being 29. Both men possessed scars from the recent missions that they've been sent on. Then a dark-skinned woman exited the aircraft, sporting a young and beautiful hourglass athletic figure. Her beige cotton jacket conceals a small flak jacket hidden under it, the ends of her light blue shirt poking out. The tongue of her baseball cap covered the back of her head, long black hair falling down from it. Emblazoned on it was a picture of a grey fox.

"Archangel," Her Bluetooth headset vibrated under the voice of the man she was working with for her mission named Henderson. "Looks like you've arrived."

The woman named Elizabeth Davis, codenamed Archangel, stopped and the stairwell to answer. "Yeah, it's really nice out here.. How are my crazy brothers? I don't want them dying on me before I get the chance to kill them myself."

"They're still in deep trouble. There are these humanoid monsters almost as tall as the Empire State chasing after them. I don't know how much longer they'll last."

Elizabeth scoffed. One thing she knew about Darryl and Tyler is that not only do they have the strongest will to live, but they also know how to cheat death on multiple occasions. "They'll be fine. They never have a problem with surviving, especially Darryl. If Tyler's with him, then they'll slip by."

"Hope you're right. Tyler's never known for being the 'Quiet man'. He has these tendencies to get involved in stuff that he shouldn't be in."

"It wouldn't be the first time. How's the rest of the world doing?"

"Uh, not good. This pandemic is spreading all across the globe. Most of the major countries have either gone into lockdown or have been overrun."

"Is there any reason why we are here on a floating city rather than on the battlefield?"

"Command detected some strange anomalies on the surface of this city. We were assigned to check it out."

"And if I find anything that becomes a threat?"

"You're ordered to erase all hostiles. No one can know we were here."

Elizabeth heard a faint beep from the digital wristband that she was given before she got on the ship to come to Stratus. She raised it up to eye level, eyes running across the screen that revealed her face as well as a fake alias, Amanda McCreary "I'm assuming these bands will get us inside?"

"Yeah. I was able to do a little digging in the encryption of security and got you guys level 5 clearance. You'll have access to all the areas in the city."

"Thanks. That should make our jobs easier. Have you got into the security files yet?"

"No, encryption is troublesome. Gonna be a while before I get anything."

"I'm not worried. I have faith in you. Archangel out."

Elizabeth pulled out a pair of dark shades from her pocket. Due to her father's success with those same glasses that he used when he was working in the FBI, the military has been working on enhancing them ever since. With the technology now grow to where it is now the top 5 leading enterprises in the world, the glasses that made her father one of the best agents in the world has become of great use in the Special Forces.

"So this is where the 1% come to hide from the hell that's raining down upon the world." The Mexican named Hernandez spoke as he reached the end of the staircase. "Guess that's why authorities turned everyone down."

"Hey," The older man named Daniels said. "You think I'll be able to get me some hot ladies to lean on my shoulder here?"

Hernandez turned to face him, eyebrow raised. "With that face? Nah."

"Come on. Give me a chance."

"Face it Daniels," Elizabeth said with an ear-to-ear grin on her face. "Young rich girls are more into the young celebrity type anyway. You… are not a celebrity. It's just age and fashion."

"You know what? Screw both you guys."

The trio walked down to the entrance of the city. They were met with a ton of security. Metal detectors blocked any space for alternate trespassing. These futuristic machines scan the entire body for any dangerous weapons. This keeps the guests from having to pull out everything and it is more accurate than the guards using the scanners to detect metal objects. The security guards were gathered inside the devices, keep good supervision of the area. Elizabeth's heart was racing in her chest. Her team didn't prepare for this type of powerful security. They packed their weapons in their bags in case they did run into resistance. Now they were in perfect position to get kick out before the mission even starts. The blaring sound of the alarm from the metal detectors pulsed in her ears. If it wasn't for her radio coming back on again, she would've pulled her gun out on the spot.

"Just stay cool." Henderson said. The calm tone in his voice reassured her of his intentions, but it still didn't stop her body from tensing up more with each blare of the alarm. The team looked around them and saw that on the other side, the guard in the other metal detector walked towards a couple of construction workers from the site.

"Sir," He called out to them, his hand stopping them from proceeding. "Stop right there. It seems a harmful presence has been detected on your person."

"Wait," One of the workers said, raising his hand up in defense. "There seems to be a misunderstanding. We just came from one of the worksites that they were working on."

"Sir, stay where you are."

Elizabeth observed the situation and saw a red light blinking under the shoes of the personnel. So that's what you did. She thought. The two men were escorted out of the building for a thorough search. She turned back to the guard assigned to their side and he motioned for them to move on.

"Damn kid," Daniels said after sighing in relief. "I thought our cover was blown."

"We're the ISA." He said in a cocky manner that made Elizabeth shake her head. "If there is one thing we're best at is staying off the radar. Now just show your I.D. to the clerk and you'll be let inside."

They did as they were instructed after entering the rather small lobby. The female clerk turned the monitor beside her towards them, aiming to scan the bands on their wrist. The trios raised their wrists up to the machine and a small glint flashed across the screen for each of them, the bright green line on the top being a confirmation to move on. The double-doors ahead of them slid open, revealing a crowd of people walking through the streets. Elizabeth admired the theme park style that the city displayed even under such a catastrophic moment at this point in time. But she knew they were just hiding the fear in their hearts under all the smiles. They clinch to what happiness they had left by downing glass after glass of champagne and eating all the food that their stomachs can contain. They were all in their casual attire, trying to appeal to others with their flaunting walks and their less than interesting dance moves.

"Henderson," She called back out on her headset. "Can you pinpoint where these anomalies are coming from now?"

There was a long pause on the other end. "Got it. It's Club Iceberg. Go to the tower and hit the 51st floor."

"Hey," Daniels said, pointing up at the tallest building present. "Is that the building?"

"Yeah, that's it. You guys have VIP access, so you can just head straight on in."

Elizabeth and her team made their way to the tower, walking through the crowd of people walking the opposite direction towards a fireworks show. The team were glued together to make sure that they don't get separated from each other. The doors to the tower opened, greeting them with a lobby with more people wearing dresses and suits.

"This is some party." Elizabeth said after pressing the up button for the elevator.

"How much you think it'll cost to spend a week here?" Daniels asked his commanding officer, adjusting the bag on his back.

"More than you make in a year." A faint chuckle left her mouth.

"But you would figure there would be less people here, don't you think?"

"If someone pays them enough, they'll do anything."

As the elevator began to rise, Elizabeth looked outside the glass window and saw the city in all its glory. The fireworks shot in the air, even visible through the dawn. She felt that it was funny how happy the people there were while beyond the walls and the waters others were suffering from the monster invasion. It made her sick that they wouldn't put all that money and resources into helping others.

Hernandez could see that look in her eye even through the shades, the ice cold expression etched in them. They were blank, almost devoid of life. He knew how easy it was for her demeanor to change from happy to emotionless within three seconds. When it comes to her mission, she absolutely has to carry it out. During these moments she becomes her coldest.

"Archangel!" Henderson shouted into the ears of the squad. "I've detected strange heat signatures in the club. It doesn't look good. You guys got to hurry."

"On it." Elizabeth said before the doors of the elevator opened to a scene of a crowded lobby. The team pushed past the crowd and made it to the entrance of the club. When the two security guards opened the doors, they were greeted with and even larger crowd. The dance floor was all filled with people simply moving their hips to the dubstep music that blasted inside. The others had tons of glass cups scattered on the table, some half-empty while others were recently filled. How are we supposed to find anything here? As if on cue to answer her question, a scream cut through the sounds of the music. Everyone threw themselves towards the door in a panic, the exit cluttered with people trying to squeeze through the doorway. The team pushed themselves forward until they got to the empty dance floor. A woman stood before them, wearing a black sleeveless jacket and military pants. When she walked towards them, her boots clacked along the floor. Her long purple hair flowed down her shoulders and an eyepatch was on her left eye. Elizabeth stared a hole into the purple eye of the woman in front of her. Her muscle became tense under the woman's presence. "Who are you?"

"Oh man." She answered, fingers curling along her strands. She was talking more to herself rather than the soldier in front of her. "These people act like I'm a monster."

"Didn't you not hear me? I said—"

"Yeah, I heard you lady. But given the circumstances, I don't think giving introductions won't help anything."

This was getting nowhere. Elizabeth didn't like the nonchalant tone the woman was giving, much less the vibe. She had to figure out how to play this out. If she was the cause of a club full of rich people leaving and they viewed her as a monster, then this wasn't going to be easy at all. "Hernandez, Daniels, I need you to try and evacuate everyone in this building now."

"What about you?" Daniels asked. He knew where this was going with the cold tone that was in her voice, the same voice that she had during every other mission that they went on together.

"She's quite possibly the anomaly that command was talking about. I'll take care of her. Go!"

The soldiers obeyed their orders and ran out of the club. Once she heard their footsteps fade away, she walked up to the purple haired woman. "So as I was saying… Who are you?"

"Minene Uryuu. I'm pretty sure you're here for something."

"Actually I am. First of all, why does everyone think you're a monster? Why are you here?"

"Well, since you asked. I guess I can waste some time telling you, seeing as you're a part of this as well."

Elizabeth's eyes narrowed under her shades. Minene couldn't tell how she was reacting to the response with the poker face that she had. "What do you mean?"

"I know what is going on in this place, monster invasions, cities falling, lives crumbling."

"And your point is?"

"You all are going to need a lot more help than what you have. You think you can just shoot your way through all those things out there? Some of them are flat-out immune to bullets and your little airships and drones aren't going to last much longer."

"So I'm assuming you know how to destroy them?"

"There a greater evil here. Something that none of you can imagine."

"Archangel," Elizabeth heard Henderson call again. "This woman's dangerous. Heavily armed with high explosive equipment. I tried doing an I.D. scan on her, but nothing came up. There is absolutely nothing on her, almost like she doesn't exist."

Elizabeth eyed the purple-haired woman again. "I don't know who exactly you are supposed to be, but I can't let you go any further."

Minene growled. "I figured that you were too stubborn to hear me out… Elizabeth Davis."

"How the hell do you know my name?"

"I told you, you're going to need a lot more help if you're gonna take those things down. I came here to help. Now if you wanna fight, then I won't go easy on you."

"I'm not buying it." Henderson said. "You got to take her out now."

"Listen," Elizabeth said to her opponent, shifting into her traditional military stance. "I want to believe you, but I'm still not convinced."

"Then I'll just let my fists do the convincing."

Then they charged at each other. Elizabeth didn't even get two feet from her starting spot before a knee was drove straight in her gut. She felt her feet leave the ground. Everything around her slowed down. One thing on her mind as the stinging in her abdomen made its presence felt was how. Minene's speed was inhuman to the point that a lightning bolt might as well struck in her face. Not long before that a kick snapped her head back and sent her into a 450 backflip onto the floor. Minene laughed inside.

"This should be easy." She whispered to herself. She knew that the god-like powers that Deus Ex Machina gave her would be effective. Her enhanced strength and flight made her a dangerous woman to fight. That was stacked on top of her reputation for being a professional terrorist. She seized her opening and took to the air, boots ready to stomp into the soldier's chest. Elizabeth rolled to her right, avoiding the attack that would've left her in a broken heap. She went through extensive Close-Quarters Combat training during her time in the Special Forces. She was labeled as the toughest to beat in hand-to-hand combat, perhaps the best fighter that the military had. It was because she displayed a cold and almost monotone personality during her missions that drove her to beat her opponents no matter the cost. Minene saw the violence in her punches and even more in her kicks. She was quite the innovator with the way she performed her attacks. Axe kicks, roundhouses, back fists, and sweeps were what she had to put up with. Right away, she began to consider whether or not she underestimated her opponent. She was answered with a kick to her face, rattling her teeth and shoving her into a table. She looked up and found Elizabeth staring her down. Minene couldn't see her eyes behind the shades, but she could tell from her posture and her attacks that there was no absence of malice. Okay then. Time to get serious.

Elizabeth braced herself for Minene's charge. When they clashed again, she focused more on defending and counterattacks her opponent's attacks. However this was not easy. Every hit that she blocked with her arms might as well have been her face. The strikes were almost strong enough to shatter bone, yet she was able to block out the pain from her mind. Her counterattacks seemed to have dealt some damage, forcing the terrorist to back off.

Minene pulled out a detonator. The ISA soldier's eyes bulged before she saw her press the button. The faint beeping sound was above her. When she looked up, she found that the club's disco ball was hovering in the air, a C4 charge stuck to it. She rolled off away from it just in time before it exploded, however the blast still sent her back. Minene rushed in towards the rising Elizabeth and slammed her foot into her chest. The power in the kick pushed her all the way from the entrance to the elevator.

Dammit, Elizabeth thought as her back collided with the glass inside. How is she so strong? It's not humanly possible. She felt Minene's presence rush inside with her. She could see the sick Cheshire smile on her face. Then the door closed them both inside and the elevator went down. It was filled with maniacal laughs from Minene as she beat Elizabeth all over the small space. She smashed her into everything that was exposed, the door, the buttons, and the glass. There were dents and cracks left all over the door and glass. This time, the terrorist was manhandling the soldier.

"Come on!" Minene screamed in her adversary's face, before continuing her slaughter. "You buying it now? Huh? You understand that there are things here that are not from this world? I'll make you regret ever standing up against me!"

On another floor, there were two other men walking out of a bar, staggering from the massive amounts of alcohol that they drunk.

"So let me tell you somethin'," One of them named Spike Spiegel said under his drunken stupor. "I ain't got no time to be takin' crap from people."

The other man, a swordsman named Mugen, walked next to him, a bottle in his hand. The difference between the two would be his intake of alcohol being higher. It didn't make a difference in his choice of words. "Let me tell ya, man. You're a great pal to have, a great drinking partner. I didn't mind taking those guys down for ya." His thumb pointed back towards the bar, where a dozen guys were laid out, sprawled on the floor. Some of them groaned in pain after trying to rise again. As both men were making their way towards the elevator, the metal doors exploded, forcing them to jump Tto the side. Bursting out of it was Elizabeth, screaming as she bounced across the floor. Minene flew in with a smile on her face.

"Hahaha!" She laughed. "Get up!"

Elizabeth did just that, the broken shards of her shades fell. The glasses were long broken from Minene's assault as they fell from her face. "I have to end this now." She pulled out a small plane drone from her jacket. After pressing the button on the device, she threw it in the air as if it was a paper plane.

"Throwing little toys I see." Minene said and stared at the small plane. This however opened a window for Elizabeth to attack with a one-two combo with a sweep. Minene was taken by surprise with the quick combination that took her down. She rolled off to the side before Elizabeth could continue her barrage of attacks. Minene found herself on the defensive with the soldier attacking everything that was exposed on her body. Heh, looks like I sparked a fire under her. She enjoy this type of feel during any fight, her instinct to destroy etched on her face. That was until Elizabeth typed on the digital pad. With a sweep and a tap of her finger, the plane that she sent above them came rushing towards its target. Minene had no chance to avoid it. The perfect lock-on of the drone had her in its sights, rushing in and crashing into her before exploding in her face. She was sent back into the wall. Then Elizabeth charged in again. Her relentless assault was enough to throw Minene off balance.

If I can just keep the pressure on her. Elizabeth thought while trying to throw a variety of punches and kicks. Her adversary found it very difficult to defend her attacks. The pace increased as Minene was trying to back away to evade the strikes. With Elizabeth's increased speed in her execution of attacks, she found herself on the receiving end of multiple combinations. She was struck all over the body, her arms, legs, body, and head.

Minene jumped back and soared through the air. Then she rushed down towards her, fist cocked back to throw a deadly haymaker. Elizabeth scouted it from earlier in the fight and she countered with a backflip, using her foot to smash it under the chin of the terrorist. Minene turned inside out before falling on her back in a heap.

"Try again." Elizabeth said after tossing her pistol in the air and catching it. She added a bit of a taunting tone in her voice, beckoning her adversary to charge at her again.

"You're just trying to get under my skin." Minene said. She rose to her feet before advancing into striking distance. Elizabeth let her do the attacking, scouting her opponent again. Instead of trying to block her attacks, she went on the evasive, avoiding the damage due to her immense god-like strength. When Minene would miss a huge haymaker, she would counterattack with a palm to the face or a knee to the body. The tactic was frustrating her opponent.

Dammit, I can't hit her! She screamed at herself, the thoughts carrying forth to her attacks. Elizabeth parried a wild right hand and threw a backfist, a hook, a spinning hook kick, and an axe kick, all in one quick combination. The axe kick rocked Minene, giving time for Elizabeth to contact her CO.

"Henderson!" She called out to him through her earpiece while taping away on her wirst pad. "I need a swarm of drones to take her out now. She's too powerful for a normal takedown."

"Be advised, the swarm might level everything in that area."

"Just do it!"

"Roger, swarm inbound."

The sounds of small flying drones flew around the building some of them crashed through the window and circled the combatting duo. Minene was stunned to the point that she didn't even see Elizabeth come in with a hook kick to her face. Then she pulled out a shock mine and threw it onto her opponent's chest before kicking her away. The mine went off on Minene chest and the contained volts injected into her body. Her body became stiff, unable to move any of her limbs because of the powerful effects that the shocks gave. Elizabeth then yanked a small crossbow from her jacket and fired an explosive bolt down between Minene's feet. It exploded, lifting her off the ground and into the mass of drones circling her like sharks. Then with a confirmation beep of them locking on its target, they flew in a exploded into her. Minene screamed as each of them blasted into her body, sending waves of agony washing over her. Elizabeth turned away, her arm covering her from the pieces of metal flying past her and the bright light from the explosions. One after another the drones crashed into the terrorist. She long blacked out after the third of the dozens of drones hit her. After the last one exploded, her limp body fell onto the floor with a hard thud. Once silence fell inside the lobby, Elizabeth turned back to the smoking heap that was Minene. She was sprawled on the ground, motionless.

Elizabeth sucked her teeth. "How appropriate. The terrorist demi-god who specializes in bombs gets blown up herself." She walked up to the fallen foe, eyes never leaving her body and never ridding that cold stare she possessed. She walked up to the woman and kneed down to feel her neck. There was a faint pulse that was still there. She was taken back, pulling her hand away. There is no way. She got blown away and she's still breathing. No one could ever survive a swarm of drones. They have enough power to blow up fortified walls and buildings. In truth, Minene should be vaporized. The only things that marked her body were smudges, pebbles, and small cuts on her arms.

"Archangel, come in!"

She startled from the sudden call of her codename. "I'm here."

"You have to finish her off now. We're running out of time. I'm looking through these security feeds and there's a massive amount of activity down in the streets. Get down there now."

"And my two squadmates?"

"They're down there helping the security forces lock the place down. Get down there and help them secure the perimeter."

"Roger." She ended the transmission and pulled out her trademark Desert Eagle pistol. With a slow stroll towards her fallen enemy, she aimed the gun at the terrorist's head. At one point, she felt that maybe even the bullet to the head won't even kill her. It may be true; she may just be a goddess in the flesh.

"I'd advise not doing that."

Elizabeth froze, every muscle in her body tense and still. The female voice behind her was hot on her neck. Elizabeth lowered her gun, finger leaving the trigger as she succumbed to the situation. "And why is that?"

"Because we need her, whether you know it or not. She's no good to us dead."

"So you too huh? You know about all this, 'end of the world' stuff."

"I was with her when we came here. We know what's going on and we're trying to warn everyone else. I'm asking you to trust us."

Elizabeth still wasn't buying it. For all she knew, she could be the terrorist scum that was lying on the floor. Still, she still had a point. How the monsters invaded the Earth's surface was still a mystery to them. They could've come from the ground, from the skies, even from another planet. Right now, it wasn't certain where they appeared out of. And with all the commotion that was happening outside the oceans and waters, it'll be a awhile before actual research is done. The only question left was should she actually put her trust in a terrorist's crazy, yet logical explanation.

Elizabeth turned around and swung her fist. The blonde woman in front of her parried it away and threw a head kick. The two girls struck themselves into a battle of wills, throwing and defending strikes. Each one seemed to have more impact over the other as they struck the body. They threw everything that their instincts could come across and fought into a brutal stalemate. They separated and then froze in their stance.

"This should be interesting." Elizabeth said, staring down her opponent.

"Archangel," Henderson called. "You're authorized to eliminate any other personnel that get in your way. She's a liability. Take her out now."

"Sorry lady." Elizabeth told the woman in front of her. "I have to do what I can for the salvation of human kind."

The woman sighed. "Well I'm doing the same thing. Since Minene already introduced you Elizabeth, I'll introduce myself to you. My name is Aya Brea, CTI officer.

"CTI?"

"Counter Twisted Investigation. You see, monsters have invaded my world as well. Their called Twisted. We exist to eradicate them. There were other monsters that invaded as well. That was when I found a portal and I was teleported here. And that was when I met her."

"I'm sure you're here to help us as well, but I still have my orders."

"Then I'll just have to convince you the hard way. Let's go!" With that, they charged at each other, fists colliding as the battle began.


"Downtown is in flames tonight…" The reporter on the big screen television stated as there was a scene that revealed flying dragons and hulking monsters running rampant throughout the city. The reporter's voice afterwards fell upon the death ears of Michelle Rosemary. She was sitting on the couch in her black purple-stripe long sleeve shirt and black skirt; juggling three pitch black energy balls that materialized from her hands. She grew a habit of watching the news due to the powers she possessed from her heritage. The powers passed down from generations, down to every daughter in the family. However this power came with a huge price. Any other person who have had prolonged exposure to the dark energy will feel the negative effects of it. Once it gets into your system, it starts to manifest from the inside like a virus, breaking down the body. People have been known to throw up black blood, possess black veins, and bleed from their eyes, nose, and mouth. The virus slowly killed them from the inside out. Because of the deadly effects that her powers possess, she was labeled as more of an outcast rather than a hero. She has done everything to keep the people safe, destroying monsters, closing black holes to the demonic dimensions, and even stopped her mother and goddess of darkness Cassandra from consuming the world as her own dark realm, at least for now. Their rivalry wasn't done by a longshot. Even after becoming the savior of the human race, there are still others that don't appreciate her existence. It was all because of her powers that the people feared her. But it wasn't just the fact that darkness would kill them.

"Michelle," Her roommate and boyfriend Joseph Harris called from behind the counter in the kitchen. "I heard the guy. We might want to go there and check it out."

"Yeah I hear ya." She hopped from her seat on the couch and walked through the small two story house to the kitchen, hugging Joseph from behind. He turned around and gave her a soft kiss on her lips, tongue already sinking into her mouth. While the kiss was going on, the dark energy from her transferred to him. To most people, he should be dead already. However, he is the only person to be able to take in the dark powers that would kill a normal person. Every other decendant of her family had one that they had to find in order to keep her powers in check. They can be described as a catalyst, beings able to absorb all the excess dark matter and take it in as their own, making them stronger and giving them to same powers at their mate. Even with this ability, they cannot grow careless with it.

"There was a lot more than necessary." He said after they broke away. "Having a bad day?"

"Just been thinking. "

"About your mom?"

"Yeah. She brought all this on me, made me into a monster. She says that this power is a blessing. Tch, more like a curse."

"But you save lives. She just wants to convert them. That's the thing that makes you different, that people don't understand. Most of them are afraid of what you are, so they can't really understand what you have to go through."

"I guess this will be another example huh?"

"Yep. Come on, let's do this."

Michelle placed on her headphones that were connected to her MP3 player. From the headphones the loud rock and roll music played in her ears.

"Mz. Hyde huh?" He asked with a smirk. Ever since he bought her that Halestorm album, it has been her favorite song.

"It's fit me pretty well, don't you think?" She placed her hand on her hip, weight placed on one legs to look seductive.

"It sounds just like you." Joseph made his way to the door, but not before turning back to her. "Anything else you want to vent out to me other than energy?"

"Yeah, you need to shave." She began pulling on the small hairs on his chin. "Before I start pulling them out."

"But doesn't this make me look good."

"To other ladies, maybe. But I don't want you growing a beard on me and become a hillbilly superhero. It's bad for business."

"I never knew saving people was a business."

"We both can manipulate the darkness and make stuff at will. You better have made a razor blade or something and have it shaved off before we get back. Otherwise I'll rip each of those hairs off your chin."

Once they left the house, they propelled to the skies. The lyrics danced into Michelle's head as she nodded to the seductive tone in the singer's voice.

In the Daylight,

I'm your Sweetheart,

Your goody-two-shoes prude is a work of art.

But you don't know me,

And soon you won't forget,

Bad as can be, yeah you know I'm not so innocent.

"You think that this could be me?" Michelle asked as they zoomed past buildings, blasting away at the dragons in the skies.

"Well, you know your little counterpart right?"

"Yeah, the one that took over my body while I was fighting my mom."

"Yeah. You have that sort of Jekyll and Hyde persona. When you're in your nicest, everyone's safe. It's your other side that scares people."

"That may be it."

"Once your anger rises, so does your strength. But if you let it overcome you, then your powers become your weakness. That's what we catalyst are made for right? To quell anger?"

"Yeah."

Welcome to the nightmare in my head,

(Oh god!)

Say hello to something scary,

The monster in your bed,

(Oh god!)

Just give in and you won't be sorry,

Welcome to my other side,

Hello it's Mz. Hyde!

Their feet acted as skateboards grinding on the cables scattered across the city, dark matter sparking from their heels. The energy propelled them forward as they went on a rollercoaster ride deep into the city. Monsters were littered across the streets and crawled all over buildings. With a simple burst of dark energy, they eradicated the threat. The civilians ran away from the carnage, seeking shelter in the building and even cars. While Joseph was doing his acrobatics on the cable and shouting to show off his excitement, his words delve into Michelle's head. The day she lost control of her power was when she lost control of her body. It was the scariest feeling she's ever had in her life. Witnessing herself terrorize the city just to destroy the person she was supposed to stop, Afterwards it was like a dark cloud in her mind as if it were a dream, but she could feel ever part of that experience. She was seeing what she was doing, but she couldn't stop it. The evil within her soul and what the dark black energy possessed had corrupted her. It was true; she was two sides of a coin, one side that is clean and beautiful, shining brighter than the sun, the other side, a dirt and dark smug blacker than the night. It's said that she possessed dark energy that could block out even the brightest sunlight, but that would mean that she must not allow it.

They jumped from the cables and landed inside a theme park. Michelle then felt a strong presence behind her. She whipped her head around spotting two men at the entrance to the carnival. One of them was wearing a white collared jacket with a black sash hugging the waist. His green, slit pupil eyes were nothing short of cold. His black messy hair and pale white skin made him look like an emo kid sitting at the back of a school. A hole was visible where his sternum should be, looking like black hole. His companion was taller than him and had the same attire, except his jacket was open, revealing muscular chest and the same type of hole in his abdomen. His light blue eyes looked dull and bored. There was a piece of a mask on his right cheek, resembling a large jawbone.

"What are we doing here, Ulquiorra?" The blue eyed man asked, rubbing his light blue hair. "This doesn't make any sense."

"We came here to analyze this world for any potential threats." The green eyed man answered. His voice was even colder than his facial expression. "I told you this for the third time now. Lord Aizen needs to know what he is up against so that he can plan ahead."

"This is boring. I came here to fight. All I see out here is weaklings and cowards. If he calls that worthy, then I should've just stay in Hueco Mundo!"

"Then you haven't met us."

The two arrancars looked up at Michelle, her boyfriend at her side. Right away Grimmjow was aggravated, blood boiling from the sudden disrespect he was shown. "And who the hell are you?"

"I'm Michelle Rosemary. And he's my boyfriend Joseph Harris. We're here to put a stop to all this crap."

Grimmjow laughed, a maniacal grin on his face. "This must be some sort of joke. Two high school kids think they can beat me?"

Joseph smirked at the laughing fit Grimmjow was put under. "Glad it was funny to you Mr. Grinnjow."

The laughing stopped, replaced with anger within the first two seconds. He growled under his teeth. "The name's Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez to you, bastard!"

"Oh, looks like I struck a nerve. Don't get too upset there Grimmy, just couldn't pronounce your name right."

"You wanna die?"

"Calm down Grimmjow." Ulquiorra said. "They're trying to get under your skin. And by the looks of it, it seems to be working. This trash is nowhere near as powerful as us. It's not worth fighting them."

Michelle chuckled. "You really think that even when you don't even know us."

"Then maybe," Joseph released a large amount of dark cloud energy from his hand, a black ball of fire coming from his fingers while his veins popped from his arms in a black color. "We'll have to show them huh? I'll take care of Grimmjow Crackerjack over there." He then flew straight towards the blue-haired Espada, both fists slamming into his chest before they propelled to the skies. It left Michelle and Ulquiorra standing before each, eyes locking on each other. Michelle was a little nervous, even with the confident front that she and Joseph displayed towards their opponents. Her heart was racing. Just staring at this arrancar was something that made her skin crawl. He still kept that cold stare, no part of his body moving an inch. He might as well have been stone standing in front of her. There was no way that she could analyze him.

"What are you doing here?" She asked.

"What we are doing here is none of your concern." He said before pulling out his sword. "What you should be concerned about is your life. Very soon, you along with millions of others will perish under the might of sheer power."

"Not while I'm around, emo boy." She shifted her body sideways into her fighting stance, leaning her weight on her front leg. She charged at her opponent, a dark energy ball formed in her hand.

"Foolish." He said.

When Michelle got within striking distance, she threw the ball at him. The ball flew into thin air, Ulquiorra nowhere to be found. She froze, taken back from the sudden disappearance of her adversary. She felt the wind carry her hair and she ducked under the swipe of Ulquiorra sword.

Damn, he fast. She thought before forming a shield out of the dark energy she possessed. She found herself on the defensive, blocking the sword with the shield. Ulquiorra slowly began to break her down, Throwing strikes that would drain his opponents. This was more of a test to scout his opponents. He could feel right away that her defense was weakening and delivered a hard push kick to her chest. It sent Michelle crashing into a merry-go-round. Michelle tore off one of the horses with her bare hands and held the metal bar handle in her like a sword. Her black-colored veins were visible in her hands as she carried it. She swung the weapon at him. He slipped every strike that she threw and sliced the bars with his sword. Michelle caught the horse part of it and threw it at him, missing again. Ulquiorra appeared before her at lightning speed, kicking her in the back and sending her into a prize stand.

"Such trash." He stated as he held his hand behind his back and his sword out. "Emotions are pointless. Fighting is pointless. You are too weak to face me, little girl."

He spoke to soon. As soon as he finished his sentence, a dark portal opened and Michelle flew out, hands clasped and slamming them into Ulquiorra's skull. She came up with a series of blows that would make Ulquiorra think twice about underestimating his opponents. He attempted to go on the defense, but it seemed every time he came into contact with the dark energy, he seemed to grow weaker. She gripped his shoulders and made another portal under him. A dark feminine monster snatched him and dragged him down inside the dark void, beating him down. Everything was black in his sights as he was pounded with punch after punch before the portal spat him back out onto the surface.

What the hell was that? He asked himself. He rose to his feet and looked at the girl he was facing.

"You were saying about me being trash." She asked in a joking manner.

"Looks like I've underestimated you." Ulquiorra said. "You'll definitely be a threat to his plans."

"What plans? Who the hell are you talking about?"

"Lord Aizen plans to rule the worlds around you with an iron fist. And right now, he is putting everything together in order to make sure that he'll conquer all." He rushed in and clashed with Michelle, who materialized a dark sword from her hands.

"You said worlds. By worlds you mean there are others you're invading?"

Ulquiorra kicked her away. "Yes."

That must be where all of these things are coming from. "But why?"

"Dominance. We shall reign supreme and—"

"Ugh, enough of these bullshit riddles!" Michelle clashed swords with him again. This time, the fury that boiled in her blood carried her striking. A dark aura began surrounding her body. In turn, it strengthened her attacks. Her anger drove her to overpower the swordsman, but her aggressiveness left openings for Ulquiorra to attack.

The tide was shifting into his favor now. His quick combination of attacks only increasing his momentum. Before he could deliver the final blow, she disappeared from his sight, leaving a dark aura of where she used to be. Just as soon as he lost sight of her, he felt the force of a powerful kick crack into his skull. Michelle sent him into the air and landed a successions of punches and kicks. She smirked and motioned her hands forward as if trying to cast a spell. The aura followed her commands and caught him in mid-air. She shifted her hands to flip him upside down before throwing them down. Ulquiorra went for a ride all the way back down to the ground, head and neck slamming into it. Michelle landed on ground, finger pointed at her opponent.

"This bullshit ends now!" She screamed before giving the thumbs down.

"You're going to pay for that." He said before unleashing a powerful cero. Michelle created a portal in front of her and the beam went inside. The power from it was transferred as dark matter into her body.

"Whew, that felt good." She commented, whipping her orange colored hair.

"Damn you!" He charged as her.

Got emo boy mad now. With a scream, she unleashed another wave of energy and increased her power. The fight was becoming one-sided now as Ulquiorra felt the same weakness earlier in the battle. This time, it was even stronger than before. He could barely defend himself against her attacks. One after another they landed into his body. She slung him across the park, into roller coasters, ferris wheels, and arcades. Ulquiorra only got a few small shots in, only making Michelle angry. She threw a hotdog stand in his face. She smashed her fist in his chin, sending him up into the air. Then catching him and threw him back down in a power bomb fashion. Ulquiorra crawled to his knees, drained of energy with his sword at his side.

"Haha," She laughed. "Never knew I had it in me."

"Dammit." He said. His breath was heavy in his voice. "How?"

"My dark powers are able to drain a fighter's spirit overtime. More I increase my power, the stronger it is."

Is she telling me that it was inevitable that I would lose? Ulquiorra attempted to rise again, but His arms were too weak, one of them dangling at his side. If only I can summon my Resurreccion. Right after he opened his mouth to call to his zanpaukuto, a ball gag materialized in his mouth followed by dark bindings to hold him in place.

The dark teenaged girl smirked at her quick work, even though she knew it wouldn't hold him too long. Even after her easy victory, the powers were starting to take its toll on her body. If she didn't use the dark energy's presence to defeat him however, then she would've been killed. He was an even harder opponent than her mother with just his presence alone. The amount of energy it took to keep up with him was overwhelming to her body. She knew that she had to at least stay in a happy mood so that the transformation process would slow down. If she gets angry, her inner self will emerge and no one will be safe.

"That should be fitting for an emo boy like you." She said, smiling at her BDSM handy work. "You be a good boy while I take care of your friend."

Michelle looked up in the sky and saw her boyfriend battling Grimmjow. He was being overpowered by the crazed man. Grimmjow's smile was from ear to ear the entire fight. He knew that the kid didn't have much power left. He just needed a few more heavy attacks and the boy would falter. Joseph was trying his best to avoid the contact, but his opponents speed and strength proved to have been the ultimate challenge of his stamina and toughness. The blows that he took sapped his strength. Even with the darkness at his side to slow Grimmjow down. His powers weren't fully developed and chiseled like his girlfriend's energy. Sooner or later he was going to need her help.

"Pathetic!" Grimmjow screamed as he laughed. One powerful push kick later Joseph was sent flying into a concrete pillar. His limp body fell to the ground below with a thud, unable to continue fighting.

"Joe!" Michelle shouted before flying over to him. She could feel that he was just unconscious, the exhaustion taking its toll. She looked up at Grimmjow, his smile needing surgical removal off his face. Her ever rising anger was becoming inevitable. "You're gonna pay for that, asshole!"

"Wanna end up like your weak boyfriend?" He asked, loving the euphoria that the fighting was bringing him. His bordom was now long gone. "I'm nothing like that lacky Ulqiuorra. You don't know what you're getting into lady."

"I'm getting into the business of kicking your ass! Come on!"


Elizabeth crashed into a fish tank on the far side of the bar. The glass gave in to force, bursting and sending a wave of water and fish on top of her. She knew she shouldn't have faced her after an all-out battle with the demi-god Minene. Now she had to deal with another elite fighter that had a unique power. Outside of hand-to-hand combat, she has the ability to dive into a person's conscious. This has happened to Elizabeth on more than one occasion and it left more than a few openings for Aya to capitalize with violent combinations. Her defense was thrown off. She didn't know how to counter the warping of minds. Even when she knew it was coming, she couldn't find a way to stop it. Inside her mind, it felt like she was beating herself.

What the hell? Elizabeth screamed at herself. Aya was basically a soldier just like her, wanting to do her job for the sake of the people. She specialized in weaponry and close-quarters combat. She got plenty of shots in on the CTI agent, but she was being destroyed in the mental department. And she knew without a clear head, the body will reflect on it. In a last ditch effort, she pulled out her MP7 submachine gun and fired. Aya ducked behind the bar counter, feeling the bullets whizz past her head and hit the bottles on the shelf. She had to crawl down away from the gunfire, feeling the glass shards fall on top of her. The forty bullets in Elizabeth's magazine ran out, forcing her to reload. Another opportunity presented itself for Aya. She tossed up a flash grenade in the air. When Elizabeth spotted the explosive, it was too late. Aya shot the grenade and it flashed in her opponent's eyes. Elizabeth was too dazed to avoid a kick to the face.

Now to end this. Aya said in her mind. I have to make sure not to kill her though, she's not the enemy. With her powerful Overdive ability, she used her brain and push forward through Elizabeth's mind like a bullet. The pain that the soldier felt when she felt Aya run through her mind was beyond words. She couldn't even scream. It felt as if she was knocked out by a mixed martial artist in a MMA fight. Her body went limp and she fell with a twist of her body. Aya dusted off her pants. There were numerous cuts and rips on them from her fight, but she was barely injured. "Look, I'm not here to fight you."

It took a long moment for Elizabeth to wake up from her unconscious state. A groan escaped her lips when she tried to breathe for the first time after being knocked out. She crawled up to her knees, the look of pure defeat on her face. It was clear she was not in the mood to waste time. "You better have a good explanation about all this."

"Please," Aya extended her hand out towards the ISA agent. "You have to trust me."


The fate of the world is put in jeopardy. Other monstrous worlds are invading Elizabeth's home. After allying with Aya, will she be able to overcome the invasion before the world is destroyed?

Elizabeth def. Minene Uryuu

Michelle Rosemary def. Ulquiorra

Grimmjow def. Joseph Harris

Aya Brea def. Elizabeth