"This is the end." sighed the magician class, dimension witch type. She has slightly messy hair in pigtails and wearing a short pink dress. Besides that she had no armor on, and a jewel pendant around her waist like a belt. She was very pretty in a cute little girl type way. She had purple hair and eyes.

She and several others were in an underground metal room, small and all the walls were curved. There was lighting on the sides of the walls and makeshift seats and weapons lying around. There was two others in the room. One was a spearman class, asura type. The asura wore a simple white hanbok, the long skirt cut slightly shorter with white boots and a white and black bow in her hair. Her hair was long and black streaked with white with yellow orbs weaved into them. She had a sly and cunning look. The other was a tracer type, lunatic psyker class. He had fluffy white hair that stood up. He wore a dress shirt with various pieces of armor. Dynamos hovered around him.

"Now, now, Demi, don't go off into the 'we're all going to die phase again'." Asura condoled her with a motherly voice. She leaned forward and patted the dimension witch on the back. They were sitting in an awkward line with Demi on the right, Asura in the middle and the lunatic psyker on the left. Then Asura whispered to the lunatic psyker, "We just got her out of it, now she wants to go screaming we're all going to die again? Kill me."

"I know." sighed the long suffering lunatic psyker back to Asura. Demi glared at the conspiring two, as she was able to hear everything they said.

"I can hear you." she glowered at the two, lunatic psyker just ignored her and looked off into the distance while Asura innocently smiled back as if to say 'who me? Nah wrong person'. She rolled her eyes. "Any-"

"Shut up." lunatic psyker interrupted focused on his diorama that popped up from one of his nasods. Demi turned her glower full on with a killer smile.

"Excuse me?" she said softly, killer intent spiking up. Lunatic psyker just waved a hand in her direction and ignored her.

"Please sit down and be civil. For once." lunatic psyker gave her a sideways glance before continuing. "Nemesis's signal got terminated."

"What?!" shouted Asura and Demi in unison. They both turned to share twin glances. Lunatic psyker muttered and pulled up an large diorama that showed a video. It showed two knight classes fighting with Nemesis through her eyes. The rune slayer class managed to stab her with rune swords. The video started glitching and ended.

"I was right!" gasped Demi dramatically with such smugness it was hard to tell if she was glad Nemesis got stabbed by the knight classes or if she was glad that she was right. She smiled a triumphant smile. The lunatic psyker gave her a worried look.

"Ok ignoring everything, plan of attack?" Asura asked, seriously. Then her hair started to change completely white and both her eyes turned red as blood. Her voice changed along with her facial expression and body posture. Where Asura's movements were graceful and quick, smug and knowing, this transformation made her lithe and suggestive, showing off her voluptuous figure and her voice was very, very, very smug. And superior. "I suggest that we send our dear witch out, I think that would be the best."

"Eun?" lunatic psyker had an odd expression on. It was like he swallowed a sour lemon then drank rotten milk and ended up eating and onion. To say it was not a pleasant expression. Asura turned towards him, leaning far too close till they were bare millimeters apart.

"Yes?" she grinned. Lunatic psyker jumped a foot away as if he had been burned. Asura sighed and then turned to Demi with a grin. "You better go before something bad happens Demi."

Demi gave lunatic psyker an look before he shrugged and practically ran out of the room, the dynamos trailing behind him like ducklings. Asura kept smiling and gave a little nod. She picked up a night goggle that was lying on the floor to Demi, Demi accepted them. Demi sighed and then teleported herself with magic. She was a good three miles from the base, and in complete darkness. Demi slipped on the night goggles onto her face and turned them on. The cavern was completely empty. And dark. She turned on her earpiece.

"Psyker, give me the locations." she asked while walking slowly and looking around. Silence and emptiness.

"North, four miles ahead, take all the right turns." Psyker's scratchy voice came through. Demi started teleporting. She made three good long jumps before seeing the lantern light and the large dent in the metal wall of the tunnel. In the darkness she spied upon the two knight classes huddled together and Nemesis's body untouched and frozen in the bare perimeter of the light. She observed the two knight classes.

The lord knight type had an injury in his leg, blood was shining in the light all over his leg. His face was contorted in an expression of pain and he was hissing sharply. It was clear he had dragged himself over to the rune slayer because you could see the trail of blood on the floor. The rune slayer was unconscious and Demi thought he looked far too pale to be healthy. The lord knight kept on muttering to the other knight class in urgent tones. The lantern kept flickering. Nemesis had two cuts in her stomach, extremely close to her power tank and one in her thigh. If Nemesis had kept on running, the fuel tank would be too venerable. By shutting down and letting her systems repair herself, she would be fine.

Now all Demi had to do was address the knight classes. From what she could see, they were not your ordinary el protectors. Their uniforms were ruined and the lord knight had a human look of fear on his face. Something that the el protectors would punish on sight for. He wasn't calling for backup and he looked far too tired to be an el protector. The lantern was something that wasn't used by Ishmael's light. They used El warrants. Concluding that they were runaways Demi whispered to psyker.

"She's fine, but how should I handle the knight classes? They don't seem to be part of Ishmael's light, runaways." she whispered, both eyes on the knight classes.

"I know that! I guess knock 'em out and take 'em back to base. Or interrogate them. My sensors from Nemesis says that their El warrants are very low and weak right now. One of them is in a very critical condition and the other will be fine. But hurry all that blood is going to attract something." Psyker replied. Demi narrowed her eyes.

"You put a tracker on Nemesis?" she hissed quietly. "She's going to kill you."

"Oh it's nothing." he muttered sullenly. "She put a tracker on me too."

"What?" Demi demanded with wide eyes. All the joking around at the base about how Psyker and Nemesis were an item. It couldn't be true! After all Nemesis was a nasod, and that would be very weird to be sexually attracted to nasods. Unless he was emotionally attracted!

"SHUT UP!" he hissed very fiercely over the ear piece. "I HAVE NO REASON-JUST DEAL WITH THEM IN FIVE MINUTES. END."

The eye piece ended the call. Demi stared off to the distance puzzled with Psyker's odd behavior. He was flustered over Nemesis? How sweet? Demi sighed and put on her leader face and stepped out into the lord knight's line of view.

"W-who?" he stammered, looking very high. The blood loss. Now there was a small puddle of blood around his boot. "A-are you the Diceon?"

"That doesn't look very good. Ya know? I think I'm just gonna knock you out and take ya back to camp." Demi smiled sweetly. She summoned her magical staff. Demi swore she had never seen someone's eyes get that wide that quickly.

"N-nope that's very fi-" Demi whacked him on the head. Gently. Probably concussed now but nothing nobody couldn't fix. Demi first teleported Nemesis to the closest thing they had for an infirmary, and then did the same with the rune slayer, and finally the lord knight. The knight class got blood all over her nice dress.

The base was abuzz seeing the new classes. Their current measly duo of nurses started to tend to the injured, which was a combat ranger and a dark magician. A tracer, mastermind class pulled up and informed Demi, "I send some nasod drones to clean up the blood. Please don't get the halls dirty. Plebian."

"Is that any way to treat your leader?" snapped Demi as she watched him pounce away into his tech lab. Several worried classes pulled up. Demi assured them to the best of her extent and went to check on the nurses. They were being tended to, with Nemesis's repairs being helped by Psyker. The lord knight had been bandaged and given some light el pieces. The rune slayer had been coaxed into some more high intensive treatments involving other medications that weren't el.

"How is it going?" Demi addressed an ranger class, combat ranger type. She had long soft green blond hair and lovely green eyes. She was one of the newer recruits. still in her old battered Ishmael's light uniform. She hadn't yet got her throne and would probably never under Diceon's care.

"Oh, the rune slayer needs more work. Nemesis is already rebooting, and the lord knight should be fine." she sighed. She leaned over the comatose body of the lord knight. There were bandages over his leg. He looked sickly and had sheen of sweat. Gross. The combat ranger changed the towels on his head. Nature spirits buzzed around the lord knight's leg fading in and out of existence. "Not to mention he has a rather large bump on his head."

Demi laughed nervously. "Alright, I'll go check on Nemesis."

Nemesis was already sitting down on a crate, one of the makeshift seats. Her usual black dress head been perfectly repaired. Her hair however was in a ponytail and she was in busy conversation with the mastermind. The mastermind was standing before her in a heated argument. Mastermind wore a lab coat and had long fluffy hair in a ponytail. His glasses were on and was waving his arms around in a annoyed manner. Demi was walking close enough to hear.

"Just give me the access to your drones!" he was shouting. "I can fix them, look what happened! Without Mobi and Remy you are far weaker!"

"Don't you dare talk to me that way." she seethed back, her golden eyes glaring with menace. "I can easily beat you without them."

"Of course! I'm not a fighter, but could you win against Asura?" the two both glanced at Asura in the far corner, still in her Eun mode. She gave them an innocent wave and smile. The two quickly looked away.

"Can anyone?" she pointed out. Mastermind shrugged. "Mind, just leave me alone, I'm fine."

Demi stood next to them and cleared her throat. Mind glanced at Nemesis to Demi and then left. She sat down next to Nemesis. "I can tell him off if you want."

"No, it's nothing worth your trouble." Nemesis shrugged off. "Information about knight classes, right?" Demi nodded, and then Nemesis continued on, "They claimed an Ain lead them to us. He knew our group name. The rune slayer has very good control of his throne and magic."

"An Ain. . .that's not very good." Demi finished off, she pondered. An Ain. This could get very bad quickly. Why would an Arme Thaumaturgy help them? There was no member that was an Ain in their group, unless he was referring to an lofty executer, but no alliance with Ains. They were far too loyal to Ishmael's light and it was too dangerous to even get close to an lofty class. Why would an Ain help, unless it wasn't an Ain at all or. . . .a different class of Ain. But so far, there was no sign of that. "We'll have to interrogate them when we wake up."

"Yes." Nemesis agreed. She stood up and before leaving, she notified Demi, "There is another cargo shipment coming in. I will manage it. Please rest."

Before Demi could complain Nemesis disappeared. Demi checked on the sleeping knight classes before turning off to the dorms. The rooms were usually shared by four people. But no one was usually in all at the same time. Because of the different sleeping patterns and jobs it was hard to catch another to bond with. Demi refused a single dorm, because it would waste storage space and extra beds. Demi wasn't all that tried, but still. Any rest was better than no rest.

Demi closed her eyes and woke up in an different place. She was floating in space. The thousands of twinkling stars around her and the colorful nebulas and galaxies swirling. Somehow she had transformed using magical makeup and was in magical girl form. Her magical girl form was far prettier than her normal attire. She looked prettier and looked like she used conditioner on her hair. Her dress was far more elegant and had a white outer layer. Her magical staff was by her too. In a crack of time, was a tracer class. Diabolic esper. He looked the same, long white hair, black sclera's next to his purple eyes. He wore that ugly black plug suit as always. Same old bored expression that followed him around whenever he wasn't interested.

"Hello." Demi smiled. She wasn't in a good mood. Being called to this place meant that the esper had tried to mess with time again. Her smile was more tight and her eyes held a threat. It all sailed past the esper.

"Can't you just let me change the past?" he moaned, slouching into the tear. Demi laughed, far too fake and far too high.

"You must be joking!" she screamed, angry. The esper ignored the flip on emotions. She threw her staff at the esper. The esper held a hand out and the staff stopped a good distance away from him. "I will fight you and win again."

"Hey, I can make a world without Ishmael's light." suggested esper, his offer to tempting. Demi knew that esper was just like the devil. Making sweet promises, but you never knew the repercussions until afterwards. And afterwards half the world was dead.

"And a world where you'd be happy, destroying millions of dimesons and timelines in the progress." she snapped back. And put her hands of her waist with a stern scolding expression. "Are you stupid or what?"

Esper just stared at her. Then the entire scene faded away into a dream. Ten billions of different dreams her brain was experiencing at once. All the dreams seem to spell out, without a doubt, Aisha. Demi didn't know where the world would go to from then on. There was so many ways it could go wrong. But the names were all too strange. Ain, Aisha. There was something about the names that Ishmael's light was hiding. And maybe the secret to the El Lady and Solace. Solace knew the answers. Because Demi knew, he was the cause of all the problems.

Demi feared that one of the knight classes that just came might know the truth, or would figure out everything. Esper was no help. He knew everything, but according to him, if he made a deal with her, allowing him to escape from this 'Glave' person he would tell her. But Demi never agreed. And all those secrets would stay secrets.

Remembering something important. Like how the lord knight got blood on her dress. She would have to ask Nemesis or one of the others for help on how to get blood out of her dress.


Special thanks to Amy Valikie for the two reviews

There are also haircuts that are mandatory under Ishmael's light. In total there are 15 member currently in the Diceon group. Demi is the current leader. Usually those with nicknames have been around longer than the ones without nicknames. So far, Mind, Psyker, Asura, Nemesis, and Demi.