Chapter Eight:

The three aliens teleported into downtown Tokyo with the three human girls, who quickly transformed into their Mew forms in big balls of light.

"So, where do you think they are?" Tart asked as he pulled out his click-clack toy weapon.

Just then, a large group of screaming people ran past them.

"I think if we go the opposite way, we'll find them," Kish said sarcastically, pointing in the opposite direction.

"You think?" Ichigo replied just as sardonically as she prepared to run.

The group began to run down the street. They were greeted by Mint and Zakuro's war cries and, not one, but two Chimera Animals. Fighting beside them were five Cyniclon aliens and Mylo floated up high in the air above them, smirking, his arms folded as he watched the battle.

"What we miss?" Ichigo asked Zakuro, who gave her a glare. "Yeah, I got it," Ichigo said. She brought her Strawberry Bell into her hand. "Ready, girls?"

"Ribbon Minto Echo!"

"Ribbon Lettuce Rush!"

"Ribbon Pudding Inferno!"

"Ribbon Zakuro Pure!"

"Ribbon Strawberry Surprise!"

The girls breathed a sigh of relief as one animal came crashing down.

"One down, one to go!" Ichigo yell in triumph.

Meanwhile, Pie and Kish fought their fellow Cyniclons standing back to back. Mylo had already made it perfectly clear that he would stab them in the back and they weren't going to give him the chance. Tart had used his power over plants to hold back the other Chimera Animal with tree branches wrapping around it's arm. Mint kept an eye out for anyone who would try to harm Tart while he was doing his job and shot down quite a few weapons and attackers. Seeing that neither Tart or Mint could keep up that strategy for very long, the other Mews quickly finished that that Chimera Animal off as well and proceeded to fight the aliens.

"Kish, watch out!" Lettuce suddenly called out. Kish turned and was suddenly grabbed and pulled into the air by Mylo.

"So, we meet again little brother," Mylo said with a smirk as he sank his long fingernails into the flesh of Kish's neck while the younger alien tried to struggle free. "You're looking well."

"Yeah, no thanks to you," Kish growled, trying to sink his own claws into Mylo's arms.

Mylo smiled at the attempt like Kish was a kitten trying to hunt a hawk. He looked over Kish's shoulder and shouted,

"Enough!"

Mylo's warriors stopped fighting and, smiling victoriously, teleported away. The Mews, Pie and Tart were left standing on the ground. Pie and Tart launched themselves into the air to rescue Kish, but were only two feet in the air when they came crashing down. Pie cursed in his native tongue as he climbed back to his feet, his knuckles going white around his fans.

"He has put a force field around us so that we cannot move or teleport," He explained. They soon realized that they were trapped in a six foot bubble, and nothing could break it.

"What do you want, Mylo?" Kish demanded, glaring at the white haired Cyniclon. "If you're here to kill me, just do it already!"

Mylo chuckled.

"Aw, it's all about you, isn't it?" Mylo said in a mock baby voice as he shook Kish slightly. "As tempting as it would be to kill you here and now, I see no fun in that."

"If you're not here to kill me, then why are you here?" Kish demanded.

Mylo's smirk grew into an evil grin.

"You see, baby brother, before you returned to Cynnth from your failure of a mission to earth, I was well on my way to getting the power I so greatly deserved. Then you and your little friends came back with the 'Mew Aqua' and became the 'saviors of our people'. This was only a minor setback, you see. It has only made me realize that there are more important things than just ruling Cynnth," Mylo said with a sickly sweet, patronizing tone, like he was trying to explain something to a stubborn two year old.

"Like what?" Kish spat, his gold eyes going into slits.

"I want you to live so that you can see that I am capable in succeeding in what you failed to do," Mylo said. He began laughing a cruel, heartless laugh. "I'm not only going to rule over all of Cynnth, but also all of earth!"

And with that, he let go of Kish. Kish had fallen ten feet before he could focus enough to stop his fall and float in midair. The second Kish had been let go, Mylo's force field dissipated. Laughing, Mylo started to fly away.

"Oi! Mylo!" Ichigo screamed. Mylo turned to her with a curious gaze. "I believe this belongs to you!"

Suddenly a flash of silver flew through the air with a deadly accuracy.

Mylo smirked as he caught the handle of his knife right before the blade could embed itself in his chest.

"I think you are my favorite, you feisty little kitten," He said. Mylo laughed as Ichigo hissed and spat like a cat. With the sound of his laughter echoing through the empty streets, he disappeared.

"That could have gone so much better," Mint said, brushing off her skirt.

"Got that right," Zakuro said, scowling at where Mylo had been a moment before.

"So, what do we do now?" Tart asked.

"Let's head back to the Café," Lettuce suggested. "Not only can we regain our energy, but Ryou and Keiichiro may have some ideas of what to do next."

"I sure hope so," Kish said as he swiped his hand over the bleeding marks on his neck.

"Are you alright?" Ichigo asked Kish, who scowled at the red droplets on his hand.

"I'll live," Kish said, brushing his hand off on his pants. "Let's go."

"Mylo has too large of an army," Pie said as he sat with his legs folded in midair, sipping tea. "And we are too small of a taskforce. We will need help if we want to defeat him."

"Does Ichigo Onee-Chan's ex-boyfriend still turn into the Blue Knight, na no da?" Pudding asked through a mouthful of cookie.

"If he does, I don't know about it," Ichigo said, staring at the floor with her arms crossed, deep in thought.

"Berry and Ringo?" Zakuro asked, looking at Ryou. He shook his head.

"Their Mew Marks faded a long time ago," Ryou said. "Even so, I don't know how much help they would be. What we need is someone is already familiar with the Cyniclon fighting style."

"Do you think we could find anyone we could trust on Cynnth to fight for us?" Lettuce asked, looking at Pie.

"We do not even know what the circumstances on Cynnth are right now. And even so, very few would be willing to fight Mylo. He has struck fear into the hearts of many." Pie said.

"We need a miracle," Mint groaned.

Suddenly, the air in the middle of the café rippled and everyone leapt to their feet, eyes wide. Three Cyniclon girls fell out of the air and landed on the ground with grunts.

"Rin, could you get us to land on something softer next time?" Said a girl with her auburn hair coming loose of a hairstyle similar to Mint's. She wore long white pants, a white shirt that cut off at her midriff with a short-sleeved pink jacket over the shirt and white boots with pink laces. She also wore white fingerless gloves that went up to her elbows with a pink ribbon around her wrist. She was glaring at the oldest girl with violet cat-like eyes.

"Yeah, can you aim for grass or something next time?" The youngest girl said. She had dark purple hair in pigtails and wore a red skirt with blue leggings, a white top with red roses painted on it and red ankle-high boots. Despite the supposed anger at her sister, her golden brown eyes sparkled. The humans suddenly realized that the youngest girl's eyes were identical to Tart's.

"You try teleporting to an unknown location light-years away next time. At least I got us here in one piece," The oldest girl responded from where she lay sprawled out on her belly. She had loose waist-length purple curls with flowers pinned in it just above her ears. She wore a dark blue top, ruffled light blue skirt with white tights underneath and blue knee-high boots.

"Barely," The middle girl scoffed.

The oldest girl ignored her. She gazed up with violet eyes and grinned at Pie.

"'Sup, bro?" She said casually.


Ta-da! The sisters have arrived! Stay tuned, for there will be an update Monday!