A/N: I do not own any of the characters in Kill La Kill. They are the property of Trigger and their associated companies.

Can you spot the references? Any who do get cyber cookies, and I make some mean cyber cookies. They will be revealed in the next chapter regardless. From the previous chapter, both hellsing Ultimate Abridged and standard Series quotes were used, as they are absolutely hilarious, or serious.

Goddess Madoka is from the Madoka Magica Universe.

To FoxOnPie: Human nature is a fickle concept, the mind even more so. Push people into a situation terrible enough, and they will act in ways you never thought possible.

TrueFortune, Barbque, and zettaslow, You found the references! Here's a new batch of Cyber Cookies!

To TrueFortune: Additionally, I'm going to be switching on and off from Ryuko to Satsuki each chapter. So far, Ryuko was the first, then third, while Satsuki is taking second and fourth. This shall remain the same till further notice.

To itaywex:

Thanks for your review, and thanks for giving me such constructive criticism.

I can understand your worry over the fact Senketsu is back, but there is a reason for that.

Having both their selves is also an essential part of the story that I can't reveal yet. As a small hint, this story won't end at the end of Season 1. Her killing instinct and enjoyment of it will tone down eventually, but you'll find out exactly later what happened to cause this change. The power of both the future selves on the other hand is a necessary evil of this story. While it may seem stupid currently, simple wish fulfillment as some may say, there are reasons for it.

To JamKackEvo: You've created some very valid complaints, and I can't simply deny those. However, I can counteract a few of your claims.

1. When did I say that Senketsu really had an upgrade? Yes, he seems younger, fresher in energy, but that doesn't mean that he's been upgraded.

2. Killing billions of humans is a terrible act, especially for a single person to do. Being pushed to kill that many is going to take some way of detaching yourself from murder. Purely logical mindsets, enjoying the act of killing, or simply losing your sanity, are a few ways of how she could have dealt with it.

3. When did I say she "Forgot" how to enjoy killing? She's crying because after so many deaths and constant survival in a terrible world. During that time she was surrounded by people who became like her. She had to make her enjoyment of killing normal, since everyone else had as well. Now that the world hasn't come under attack from life fibers once again, she's remembered what happened to her as abnormal and horrendous.

4. Killing those 12 men, she did enjoy it. Why? Because of her memories of previous times. With Senketsu back, she has someone who is terrified of murder, this being vastly different than what she experienced first in the Second Life Fiber War.

5. Did I explain how and why Senketsu came back? No, and I can't yet say why, since that's for later.

6. Quite honestly, your review, while good in certain aspects, just pissed me off. Yes, you've given me criticism for what I've written, and some of them are valid claims. But to do so without offering alternatives or other ideas? That's just intelligent flaming. Not a single sentence in how my story could be better, or what I should change to improve it's flow can be found.

7. Finally, if this story pisses you off so much, why don't you drop it? If the direction (Or rather, the negative direction, as you say) that my story is taking bothers you so much, why not leave it?

I don't write this to get great reviews and feel good about the quality of my writing. I've got a D in English! Instead I write as a form of enjoyment, the simple pleasures of sitting down and letting your imagination run wild on paper from the worlds of fiction that we so love. If people like it, than that's fine. If you don't, then just leave it. That's all.

Inner thoughts.

Kamui speech.

Normal dialogue/description.

[Communications equipment speech.]

My sincerest apologies for the long delay. I had an Infinite Stratos marathon, finishing both seasons in 3 days. So, I've been a bit busy. Additionally, my grades are currently affecting my current writing skills, and I need to keep up on those. Finally, I need to rewatch all of Kill La Kill to find my inspiration again, so sorry once again about this MASSIVE delay. Schoolwork is also dragging me down, so I may not update for a while. I will make an effort to continue however.

If anyone would like to beta this story, please PM me with any details. I could always use another par of eyes for help.

That was the longest Author's notes I've ever made.

Shadow:...

Ryuko: What, no "I don't own Kill La Kill yet?" What happened to you?

Shadow: I'm simply annoyed is all.

Satsuki: You should stop moping around though, you know?

Shadow: And do what? Write more of this?

Ryuko: Well, you are right now, since I'm talking right?

Shadow: ...Damn it...

Satsuki: Unfortunately, Shadow is still moping around, so-

Ryuko: Story start!

Chapter 4

Who are you?

If you asked most people in the world who the most terrifying person in the world was, often times, you would get the answer of Satsuki Kiruyen. With her incredible charisma, gifted combat skills, academic intelligence, many saw her as the epitome of humankind.

But what would happen if there were two Satsukis?

As Satsuki stared at her past self after obtaining a mask from Soroi, the two were served tea as they continued to stare at each other, attempting to gauge who the person was and what their capabilities were.

The Elite Four were still in their sleeping quarters, oblivious to what was occurring in the Communications Room. At the older woman's request that the security cameras be disabled and their footage of this night erased, Satsuki heisatated. But something about the woman sat right with her, and so she requested, but secretly kept them herself. After all, one could never be too cautious.

After some time of simply drinking tea while staring at each other, the younger woman broke the silence.

"Who are you?"

As the older woman calmly sipped her tea in an elegant fashion not dissimilar to the younger's own, she responded with,

"Someone to help you."

The young one, still full of her pride and foolishness of being a teenager, bit back, "What on earth could anyone on this planet help me with?"

Standing up in an arrogant fashion, she continues, "Who are you to assume that I need, or ever would need the help of a lowly commoner such as yourself? What is your name?"

"Good, she has achieved her observation skills even while in this state of arrogance. I must commend myself on that skill." She thought, quickly calculating what she would need to say and do in this situation to achieve her wanted outcome.

"Before I say anything, am I to assume that this will not reach your mother's ears?" The older woman asked, cautious as she was.

"That goes without saying." Satsuki spoke.

With a light chuckle, the older woman responded politely with, "My name you ask? My name is Azrael Kiruyen."

Silence had filled the communications room, as Satsuki and Soroi gazed upon the woman with disbelief and curiosity, respectively.

"Satsuki sama, why have you chosen to forsake your old name? Could it be that you mean to leave your past self alone?" Soroi mentally questioned himself.

Satsuki on the other hand had gone into a state of shock, her mental capacity barely able to hold onto its functions.

"An older sister, or some alternative type of relative... Could it be? No, that's impossible. I don't have any other relatives." Satsuki thought with resolve. But questions needed to be asked, as she sat back down.

"Impossible! No living relatives of the Kiruyens have ever been recorded!" She exclaimed, while analyzing her memories for any possible trace of any relative in her family information archives.

Deep within the Kiruyen Manor, exists a special library. This library was constructed tirelessly by the Kiruyen line for generations, containing information long lost to humanity, even going as far to contain information scrolls from the Library Of Alexandria. Additionally, this library holds information of every type in the world. Military tactics, ancient history, civilian technology, anything and everything about the world could be found in this Informational Archive.

But in its most restricted resides forbidden information, records that can never be revealed to the public. It is this area that the Kiruyen family records rest. Satsuki had gone there at a young age, and had visited the Kiruyen Information Archive many times after. Yet after so much research, no other relative of the Kiruyen line has been recorded nor said of in the archive, any of the ones found were dead.

Even so...

Looking at the woman in question, there was no doubt in her mind that she was a woman of great stature. Her form, stance, demeanor, grace, everything about her was reminiscent of herself even. Only a Kiruyen could pull off the air of fearsomeness and elegance that they were famous for.

Taking another sip of tea, Azrael calmly said, "You may doubt who I am, but even if you refuse to acknowledge your aunt," Satsuki narrowed her eyes at this, "You cannot doubt my abilities." She downs another cup with reverence, seemingly taking comfort in the tea served.

Scoffing in arrogance, she retorts, "Your abilities? I've had yet to notice anything impressive-"

A small cut appeared on Satsuki's right cheek, interrupting her speech, even though nothing seemed to have happened. Azrael was still in the process of a sip, although when she finished, she had a small smile on the uncovered area of her mask.

Wiping away the blood splatter on her cheek and dabbing at it with her handkerchief, she says, "How very curious." Her eyes bore into the mysterious woman's own, even as they were hidden behind a mask. "You managed to land a blow on me, yet I was unable to do a thing about it. I couldn't even see it. Yet there you are, still sitting there, with no sign of having moved. Yet there is fresh blood on that sword hanging by your left side." The woman had thoroughly interested her now.

A woman with unknown yet incredible combat skills, intelligent manners, the Kiruyen demeanor, and possibly even more sat before her. Her powers could be useful in her plans, if only she could recruit her.

Smirking in satisfaction at finding a fascinating person, Satsuki asked,

"You said that you could help me, but how do you think that you could assist me?" As she asked her this question, countless job opportunities ran through Satsuki's mind, ranging from a bodyguard to another agent.

Azrael, as she was now known, remained composed, showing the epitome of serenity, even as her mind was overflowing with ideas and tactics for what she could do. Everything depended on her next words, and failure was not an option.

"I can't assume that Ryuko is here, yet I can feel something faint in the distance, in the direction of Osaka. As the caster of the technique, she at least must have made it back. With Ryuko with me, we can change this world, and change... our future..." Azrael thought rapidly, saddening slightly at the mention of the future.

As Satsuki and Soroi looked upon the contemplating woman, they noticed that she was visibly struggling with herself, so deep in thought as she was.

After a sudden pause in the woman's thinking, she spoke, "What I propose is the creation of fifth Honnouji Academy Branch. You have 4 branches ruled by the hierarchical system of the Elite Four. The Disciplinary Committee, The Information and Strategy Committee, The Athletic and non Athletic Committees. You have clubs categorized under these sections, but here's a question."

Satsuki gazed toward the woman in anticipation of her words.

"Where is your Foreign Operations Branch?"

With these words, Satsuki was at a loss.

In the system of Honnouji Academy, the need for a foreign branch had never been properly conceived. Ever since the birth of the Academy, the idea had always been shut down for a variety of reasons. Any branch schools were utterly loyal to their cause, and the only ones that hadn't would soon fall and join their ranks among their insubordinates. However, there was always the issue of foreign interference. The Americans, being the international policemen that they were might decide to intervene, as might the other European nations. Spies were sent on an almost regular basis to learn more about the mighty Goku Uniforms, coming from all over the world. They had always been repelled, as would any invading force. The forces of Honnouji Academy would not be defeated easily after all. However, if any countries were to unite against her, they would prove a serious threat to her plans for rebellion later on. Additionally, with a foreign branch would come other operational squads, namely a black operations unit. They wouldn't be able to work effectively away from their leaders had they been anything less. Being away from the nest would also increase the need for independence. As such, proper personnel were nearly unfindable, many possible candidates being incompetent or too loyal.

But this woman...

As Satsuki contemplated this woman who claimed to be her aunt, he could see her as the leader of this new branch. She was perfect, just like herself, if only more powerful, more wise. If she hadn't known any better, she'd have said the woman was her older self. She brushed the curious thought aside without a thought. An older self, preposterous!

Although perhaps caution would have been preferable, Satsuki had, against her better judgement, come to trust the woman, as if she'd known her for a long time, and not just a few minutes. Even if she had not, the mysterious woman's power was worth the resources.

"Very well." Satsuki replied with her trademark glare. "You shall have the backing of Honnouji Academy's might behind you in your operations. Preparations for your HQ and other such areas will begin construction upon your preference choices."

"While the HQ will remain in Japan, I would prefer it built into the mountain of Fuji, hidden within it as it were. I need more facilities suited towards training rather than comfort, enough to accommodate 500 troops. For now, that will be all. For our reputation and other sources, we will take care of." Azrael answered, confident in her abilities as it seemed.

"Oooh? You seem confident that you can create your own empire. Remember though, that you will be required to check in at least once a month for a mandatory status report." Satsuki said, impressed with Azrael's bravado.

"What are my orders, Lady Satsuki?" Azrael requested while kneeling, having decided to act humble in Satsuki's prescience to show respect.

"You are to eliminate all threats to Honnouji Academy, wherever they may originate from! Anyone and anything, from spies to robots, you are to defeat all of them while keeping a low profile. You are to become my Foreign Operations Committee!" Satuki intoned, words that would be engraved upon the minds of those present for eternity.

"And now, for the statistics..."

Ryuko, no matter where you may be, I will do my best to change this world's history. Already I have begun the changes to Honnouji Academy itself, and created the basis of our future endeavors. What we can do, shall be done.