Here it is! The next chapter of romance is finally here. And it's basically a set up chapter for things to come. Annnnnd it's short. Next KXW will be the end. Letsa go!

Helles and Wenda appeared outside of a golden dome with Wenda holding her blaster tight, "What's the problem?"

Helles pushed the blaster down, "We're here for something much greater than a fight."

Wenda gaze loosened, "What do you mean?"

Helles grabbed her hands, "We are here to unite you and Katopesla in loving courtship!"

The police officer's eyes widened at what she just heard, ' watch?v=6h1Ed-gXs0Y' "I beg your pardon?"

Helles snapped her fingers and a holographic image of her and Katopesla in wedding wear, "Beautiful loving courtship."

Wenda had her arms crossed, "Listen. I know your intentions are very well, Lord Helles, but-"

"There is no way to deny it. You shouldn't deny a chance at happiness."

Wenda stared at Helles's eyes for a moment, "What's your plan?" 'I'll tell her when it a goes south.'

"I'm glad you've come to speak the truth. Now, let us get you some beautiful clothing."

Helles started to walk towards the dome as Sour walked next to Wenda, "You know, don't you?"

"I beg your pardon?"

"Come along!"

Wenda groaned and started to walk towards the dome with Sour walking closely behind her. There was a door with a phoenix on it, "Wenda, allow me to show you the center of U2's attire."

Helles held her arm towards the door for a moment, however nothing happened. Helles stood still and shifted her eyes back and forth, "I will say once more. Wenda, allow me to show you the center of U2's attire!"

The door still didn't move, however a rough male voice came from behind it, "Was that the signal?"

Helles rubbed her temples and sighed, "Yes, Tartare, that was the signal."

The door opened and an armadillo like man with red eyes, spiked mace like tail, and no clothing appeared, "I apologize Milady. I am not much accustomed to signals."

Helles was holding her head in her right hand and started waving her left, "It is alright. Just try and get it right next time."

Tartare turned to Wenda with a toothy grin, "Now, let's make you beautiful."

Wenda crossed her arms, "What are you implying with that statement?"

Tartare started to wave his hands, "Nothing! Nothing at all!"

"Look. I just want to get this over with. You seem sweet, so can we just get through this?"

Tartare frowned and formed a golden mask that covered his entire face with the exception of his eyes, "If that is your wish, I will go for the best attire first."

The warrior strolled off and Wenda turned to Helles and Sour, the latter was looking into his staff, "When will this be finished?"

Helles clapped her hands with closed eyes, "If we use the great speed of Love, we should be done by week's end."

Wenda groaned and walked inside the dome. The interior was basically a large golden clothes store with rows of outfits and changing rooms on the sides of the building. Wenda starred with her mouth agape from from what she was gazing upon, "I have drastically underestimated the luxuries gods have."

Helles put her hand on Wenda's shoulder, "Clearly I am more welcoming of the beautiful perks of being a GoD than Mosco."

Tartare returned with a cylinder container that was human sized, "This."

Tartare knocked on the container, "This is what will work."

Tartare started to walk towards the left, "Follow me."

Wenda started to follow the large man to one of the changing rooms, "Alright. Let's see it."

Tartare put down the container, which opened to reveal a gold suit with a pink heart on it. There was also a gold helmet with a orange visor on it. Wenda's eyes widened as she whistled, "Quite the impressive piece, but not exactly what I'd call formal."

Tartare laughed as he slapped the container, "This bad boy can hold so much power and-"

He pressed his hand onto the heart and the suit changed into a white uniform with the heart on the chest area. It turned into a shirt with cargo pants and a mid calf length coat, "-versatility for every situation. Courtesy of the Tuffles."

Wenda took the uniform and walked into the changing room. Wenda stared at her old uniform and smiled, "I'll tell Lord Helles that she jumped onto the boat too late."

-Five Minutes Later-

Wenda came out with her new uniform and was met with the starry gaze of Helles, "Truly beautiful! Tartare, you have truly outdone yourself."

Tartare bowed, "It was my privilege."

Wenda looked at Helles, "Listen, Lady Helles, I need to tell you something."

Helles held her hand up to stop her, "You may wait to grant thanks. For now, we must find Katopesla!"

Wenda facepalmed and groaned, "I believe he's on a mission to track a machine down."

Sour looked into his staff and saw a grey world with many lava cracks to be seen, "I have found his location."

Helles lifted her ams to gesture towards Sour, "Then let us go!"

Wenda grabbed Sour's arm with Helles holding onto his shoulder. They were consumed by the bright light and went through the roof with no damage, much to Tartare's amusement, "Typical of Helles, always keeping things as tidy as she can."

A picture formed in his hand showing a scarred obscured woman with an egyptian style slave uniform and him with underdeveloped armor and no tail.

-Outside the Dome (Time of Helles and Co. leaving.)-

A ball shaped machine with a red eye flashes, "Contacting...Contacting…."

A grumbling, old voice came from the communication, "What is it?"

"The GoD Helles is enroute to Katopesla with two additional organics."

A sigh came from the other side, "I suppose it's time to introduce ourselves to the universes. The Koya appreciates results."

"Yes, Dr. Kochin."

DUN DUN Cliffhanger!

I apologize if you wanted things to wrap up now, but these storylines take time.

I hope you are all enjoying and I hope you give me your thoughts. (I don't want to explain the end twist yet. I'll save that for later.)

FORESHADOWING IS FUN! I'll see ya guys in a couple of weeks. Maybe sooner.