(a/n: hermergerd, an update)

Michelle sighed, looking back at Layla with a blank look. "Oh, Lay" she muttered before closing her eyes.

"You stupid little cunt." She sighed, eyes snapping opening as she turned and back fisted Layla in the jaw. She hissed and fell and Michelle rolled away from Layla and Aksana, glaring at them. Aksana watched Layla with little interest before turning to face Michelle. "I don't have the time for this." She muttered, holding her hand out. A black sludge appeared in her palm and she touched it. It formed into a black whip with thorns and Aksana grabbed both ends with either hand, pulling them and making a loud crack sound throughout the room.

"I don't have time for your games" she spat, swinging her weapon at Michelle. She rolled out of the way and dodged an array of poison darts that came from Layla's yo-yo. She grabbed her rapier from its sheath on her belt and lunged for Aksana, deflecting her whip with one shot and thrusting for a kill shot. She stabbed Aksana in the chest and grabbed the end of her hilt, using all of her force to slam her weapon through Aksana's chest, hearing her blood dripping off her blade. Michelle ripped her rapier free and turned towards Layla, growling.

"Now you can't hide behind someone else. You will pay for your betrayal to Mistress. She took you in, you ungrateful bitch!" She spat. Layla laughed, clutching her yo-yo with a white knuckled grip.

"Do you think she ever gave a rat's ass about us?! No! She was always focused on AJ! AJ this, AJ that. We were just the damn strays she took in and cared for!" Layla spat, hands trembling as she wrapped her arms around herself. "Every time she touched us, made us feel good, loved us, she was thinking of her. Natalya deserves this pain. She clouded all of our minds and she took you away from me. You're infatuated with her, Chelle. You'll never be the same again, so I'm afraid I'll have to kill you" Layla suddenly glared at her. Michelle clutched her rapier and shook her head.

"If you really loved me, you'd see it the way it truly was. Maybe Mistress does have a soft spot for AJ, but how soon you are to forget that AJ is Mistress' very first Sub. No one will ever take her place, but dammit Mistress loved each and every one of us as much as she could, and that's a hell of a lot more love than you or the Bella's ever deserved" she spat. Layla stared at her, mouth agape. Michelle gripped her rapier's hilt even tighter, gnashing her teeth together.

"You don't know of the horror Taker put me through"

-He smirked, watching her trembling eyes as he brought the brand down to the fire. Tears ran down her face and she struggled against the chains as he lifted it up-

"You don't know of the pain my body's been through"

-She screamed against the dirty rag in her mouth as he pressed it down to her back. He chuckled and ripped the cloth free, relishing in her cries of agony as the metal brand burned her pale flesh. "Please!" She screamed, clawing at the wooden floor, the wood splintering and cutting her fingers, leaving them bleeding and cut up.-

"You have no idea what he's put me through and you chose to side with him?!"

-Taker grabbed a handful of her blonde locks and yanked her back, smirking down at her. He pressed his cold lips to her wet cheek and chuckled. "You belong to me. There's no escape now that my mark is on you" he grinned and dropped her on the floor, stepping on the back of her head as he left-

Michelle roared in rage and lunged at Layla, cutting through her yo-yo's rope and aiming for her neck. Layla flinched but the sound of leather hitting steel made her look up.

Michelle's rapier's tip was right by her neck but a very familiar black whip was wrapped around it, pulling it back. Michelle's eyes grew and she turned quickly, seeing Aksana standing there, virtually unscathed other than a hole in her clothes.

"You are more formidable than the others. Very heart-touching story, but I cannot let you advance" she hummed, flicking her wrist. She snatched the rapier from Michelle's hand and with another flick, sent the weapon hurdling back at her face.

Michelle tried to catch it, but she was too slow, and the blade stabbed her in her right eye. Layla flinched and Michelle dropped to the floor, dropping her rapier and curling up, holding her bleeding eye. Aksana stepped closer, cracking her whip against Michelle's cheek and knocking her over. She flicked her wrist again and her whip wrapped around her neck, and she pulled tight, choking her. Michelle choked, trying to pull herself free, cutting her hands on the thorns. Aksana only pulled more, the thorns cutting into her neck.

A gust of flaming wind blew into the room and suddenly the whip was cut. Aksana stumbled back and Michelle dropped completely to the floor, gasping for air and shielding her injured eye. AJ stood in front of her, swinging both her sickles and glaring at Aksana. Layla roared in frustration, digging into her pockets for another poisonous yo-yo when she heard heels a familiar rumble behind her. Her eyes grew and she turned, spotting Natalya on a Phoenix's back. The Canadian Dom leered at her and she bolted away, leaving Aksana on her own.

"AJ, go handle Layla. I'll deal with this one" she ordered. AJ nodded and disappeared in a gust of wind. Natalya pulled her whip free from her belt and pointed over to Michelle. Gale flew over to her and covered her with his body, protecting and healing her slowly. Natalya turned her furious gaze on Aksana and growled.

"You put your hands on what's mine. I'm gonna have to kill you" she grunted, approaching the raven. Aksana scoffed and swung her arm out, her whip regenerating and cracking hard against the floor.

"You can try, Phoenix, but we are one and the same. Unmovable beings that just won't die. It's only a game of who has more strength, and with that, I have more resolve than you." Aksana spoke, eyes narrowed, a black sludge spreading across the floor by her feet. Natalya scoffed and sent her a look.

"We'll see about that" she spat.

On that note, the two women lunged at one another, swinging wildly, eyes ablaze. The lashes from Natalya's whip left Aksana with scorching burns while Aksana's lashes seemed to burn into Natalya's skin. At one point, the two swung full-force, the whips linking together at the ends. Both Dominant women pulled forcefully on their weapon but they wouldn't come undone. They snarled and sent their power rocketing through the roof. From behind Natalya, Gale began to stir, feeling the need to go and assist her.

(Meanwhile)

AJ cornered Layla, staring at her with a hateful look. "You drugged me. You made me betray Mistress. You deserve all of the pain I'm going to cause you" she hissed. Layla spat in her direction, glaring at her. "You don't deserve Mistress. There's nothing special about you." She hissed. AJ bristled and roared in fury, cutting both of Layla's arms and legs off after coating her sickles in a toxic poison. Layla screamed and AJ turned her back on her.

"Goodbye." She spat, heading back to Natalya.

When she got to the room, her eyes grew. Gale was screeching, going to fly to Natalya's side while a large black, dripping mass formed behind Aksana. The sludge hardened into a thick, hide-like skin and AJ looked up at the large, 8 headed snake. All 8 heads hissed and Gale screeched again.

"Come, Natalya Hart! Show me your power!" Aksana snapped. Natalya growled and pulled again on her whip, power flaring. Gale's plumes shone bright and he did towards the snake. The serpent hissed when Gale scorched off 2 of its heads but they grew back as soon as a separate head knocked Gale away. Natalya winced, feeling Gale's pain since he was her familiar. The serpent curled around Aksana's legs, the rest of its huge body towering behind her. She placed her cheek against it and stared at Natalya with a shine in her eyes.

"Do you like my familiar? This is Faust, and he shares my sorrow. You won't defeat us" she said, rubbing Faust's black scales with her free hand, still not releasing her whip. Natalya was going to speak when the floor rumbled. Everyone's eyes grew and she glanced around, seeing the ground shaking and the ceiling crumble. "What the hell is this?!" She hissed. AJ ran over to Michelle and picked her up with the help of her wind. She then ran over to Natalya's side. Aksana held onto Faust and frowned. "This is bad" she hissed.

The floor crumbled below them and they all fell into the abyss.

(Meanwhile)

Dean and Roman walked into a room and stopped short, seeing Summer seated in someone's lap, humming a song and stroking his face. She stopped when they walked in and turned her head, looking at them out of the corner of her eye.

"Oh, it's just you. I was hoping the kitten would stumble into my dollhouse, but you two will do for now. I'm going to show you true poetry in motion" she hummed, standing and going up a small set of stairs and sitting on a throne. The man she was seated on stayed sessile.

"Great. I've been itchin' for a right and the first one we run into is this crazy bitch" Dean complained, getting a firm grip on his brass knuckles. Roman pulled a concealed knife out and grunted, not uttering a word. Summer hummed, swinging her feet.

"Da da,
Da da, da da
Da da da da
Daaaa da da daaa" she sang.

The man stood, eyes completely white. She flicked her wrist. "Make them dance, Fandango. Entertain me" she ordered. Roman cursed under his breath. "We can't kill him. He's kitten's friend" he muttered. Dean scoffed. "Don't kill him, kill the crazy chick, got it" he muttered sarcastically.

Fandango lunged at him, swinging at Dean. The mountain lion dodged one fairly easily, but he didn't anticipate Fandango head butting him and kicking him in the stomach. Dean smirked and Roman ran up on Fandango from behind. The smaller cat hissed, swinging far quicker than Roman expected and kicking him in the face. He stumbled back and Fandango ran for him, jumping up and kneeing him square in the jaw. Roman barked out a curse and glared at Fandango and the man only swayed, eyes unfocused.

Dean glanced over at Summer, seeing her humming, her head propped up with one hand as she had wires wrapped around her other fingers, twitching them ever so often. Attached to them was a puppet that looked identical to Fandango. "So she's controlling him with that?" He mused aloud. Summer's gaze flicked over to him and her fingers twitched once more.

Roman dove for Dean, spearing him to the ground as Fandango threw a set of throwing stars at him. Summer snickered. "He's the perfect doll. He and my little Eric. I'll get rid of you and then the kitty can join my collection" she purred. Roman grunted and pulled Dean up and the two scoffed. "Bring it, bitch" Dean spat. Summer flicked her wrist and Fandango came running at them once more, going to knee Dean in the neck. The pale man pushed his knee down and twisted his body, using the momentum to slam the side of his elbow onto Fandango's cheek, making him stumble back. Roman grabbed his arms and locked them behind his head while Dean threw punch after punch at him. When he appeared unconscious, Roman dropped him to the floor and they both turned their attention to Summer. She rolled her eyes and lifted her head, snapping her fingers with her free hand. Another marionette appeared in her other hand and she lifted her hands, smirking darkly.

"My puppets will dance until their bodies are destroyed. Pain and conscious is nothing" she cooed, beginning an intricate dance with her fingers. Fandango rose up and kicked the back of Dean's knee, punching him hard in the back of the skull. Roman growled and went to tug him off but a shadow flew in front of him and he felt electricity run through his body. He roared and fell to his hands and knees, trying to gather his bearings. He looked up and saw a different brunette, staring down at him with a sparking gauntlet on his hands. Summer laughed from her throne.

"Do you like my little kittens? Fandango and EC3 here are going to destroy you all" she smirked. Roman scoffed. "I don't think the boy said anything about an Eric. Can't we just kill him?" Dean growled, staring Fandango down. Roman wiped his mouth. "I don't think Hunter wants us killing prisoners" he muttered.

"Fuck Hunter"
"Dean."
"Yeah, yeah. Let's do this"

Dean lunged up, upper cutting Fandango and sweeping his feet. He braced himself and let out a roar, the air trembling around him as his ears and tail appeared. A hard crystal appeared around his knuckles and he ran for Summer.

Roman grabbed Eric's arms and knees him in the stomach before tossing him over to Fandango, watching him accidentally shock the other cat. Fandango let out a loud yowl of pain and Roman turned his attention back to Summer, his ears jerking slightly against his head, his tail swaying irately behind him as he ran to join Dean.

Summer arched a brow, holding the dolls up in front of her. Eric and Fandango stood in front of her, arms outstretched. Roman and Dean came to a halt and snarled. "Can we please just kill them?!" Dean hissed. Roman shot him a look and pulled a dagger from his belt. "You can't hide behind them the whole time" he growled. Summer purred.

"I can, and I will. There's nothing you can do about it. I have more dolls than you have stamina. Come, enjoy our final dance!" She laughed, flicking her wrist and sending Eric and Fandango into attack mode. Dean growled and punched Eric full-force in the jaw, smirking at the crack of his nose breaking. "Dean!" Roman roared from behind him, looking for Fandango's pressure points to hit. "I'm not going to kill him!" Dean snapped in response, hitting Eric in the neck. The cat collapsed and Roman pinched the side of Fandango's neck, dropping him too. They turned their attention back to Summer and she yawned, hands glowing.

Dolls formed around them, with weapons and elemental powers crackling around them. Summer smirked, tilting her head to one side. "It was nice knowing you." She grinned, flicking her wrists.

They all attacked.

(Elsewhere)

Seth suddenly froze, clutching his collar. Justin paused at his side. "What?" Seth looked to their left. They got to a hall that speedster into two different halls. "My Doms...I can feel them. In trouble. This way" he hissed, grabbing his pistols tight. Justin grabbed his shoulder.

"It could be a trap."
"Or it could be them."

Justin chuckled and looked in the opposite direction. "We'll split up. Don't get yourself killed" he teased. Seth smirked and nodded. "Same goes for you" he shot back before they both ran in different directions. Seth's ears twitched and he smell blood and the familiar scent of his Dominants. He hissed and gripped his pistols tighter, running as fast as he could with the weight of his scythe on his back. He skidded to a halt outside a room and gasped.

Dean and Roman were covered in their own blood, trying to fend off an array of attacks from faceless, gender less dolls. Seth saw Summer laughing evilly, twisting and moving her hands, controlling them all. Seth smelled another familiar scent also. He looked over, seeing Fandango rising back up, eyes blank. Seth didn't know Eric but he'd remembered the times where Fandango...er, Johnny, would talk about his close friend. He said his name was Derrick or something. Seth put his pistols back and grabbed his scythe, twisting so it was fully extended.

"Hey!" He snapped, catching Summer's attention. Dean and Roman looked over and their eyes grew. "Kitten!" They called. Seth sent them a small smile before he ran full-speed at Summer. She giggled. "Here, kitty kitty!" She laughed, putting her primary control back to Fandango and Eric. Roman and Dean growled. "He doesn't know what's going on. We got to protect him." Roman grumbled, smashing through another doll. Dean flipped over one and kneed through another's head. "I'm all for suggestions" he spat sarcastically.

A light began blinking before them and the dolls around them froze. Dean and Roman covered their eyes so they weren't blinded and when the light dimmed, looked up, freezing.

"B-Brad?" Dean whispered. Brad smiled at them. "I'm a bit late, huh? I guess your timing is all thrown out of whack if you're dead. I came to give you a gift before I pass on" he told them. The dolls around them crumbled and Brad closed his eyes, holding his hands out. Two lights shone there, one red, the other blue. "Go on," he urged. Dean reached for the red light while Roman reached for the blue.

Dean felt metal wrap around his hands and forearms. Fire pulsed through his blood and he smirked, observing the new gauntlets covering his hands and the three red crystals on the part of the gauntlets that extended down to his forearm. He clutched his fist and the crystals extended into flaming spikes. He laughed, sending Summer a look. "You're fucked" he grinned.

Roman hoisted two weapons from the blue light, one he knew as a traditional Samoan war club except it was steel, with jagged steel barbs covering it. The other was a gun nearly half the size of the club. Roman looked over to Brad and the ghost cat smiled sorrowfully. "It's the least I can do. I can't stay much longer...I'll be rooting for you. Make sure you stab Taker a few extra times for me" he requested gently, touching Dean's belt and Roman's shoulder before disappearing. Several large bullets appeared on Dean's belt and Roman felt the light weight of bullets weigh on his shoulders as Brad left.

"Hey, not to rush you or anything, but HELP!" Seth hissed, spinning his scythe and trying to fight back Eric and Fandango at the same time. Eric got into his blind spot and punched Seth hard in the jaw, shocking the cat and dropping him to his knees. Dean and Roman bristled angrily and Summer pouted. "No, no, watch out for my kitty" she chastised even though Eric didn't respond. Dean cracked his knuckles, fire coating his fists. "I won't kill him. Can't promise I won't cripple him though" he spat, springing up and over a group of dolls and lunging for Eric. Roman rolled his eyes and gripped his club with both hands after putting the gun on his back. "Sure, leave me with the damn army of dolls, little shit." He muttered to himself, going to destroy them.

Seth wiped his cheek and stood, staring at Fandango as he approached. "Johnny, I need you to snap the fuck out of it" he tried to reason with him but the other cat didn't respond.

Seth sighed and grabbed his scythe tighter, knuckles white under his gloves. He felt a feeling surge through him and looked over to the blade of his sword, seeing it blinking yellow before the whole blade gleamed gold, electricity crackling around it. Seth stared at it before looking over to Fandango, eyes growing when he could now see the invisible threads over Fandango, Eric, and the dolls, all of them leading to Summer's fingers. "Brad, you're amazing" Seth whispered under his breath, lunging for Fandango so he could sever the threads. It wouldn't be easy. Summer's fingers danced around quickly and each of the dolls moved accordingly, swiftly and precise.

Fandango dodged Seth's scythe by stepping back and ducked under to knock Seth's scythe free. It clattered to the floor and spun away and Seth growled, tail swaying irately. He put his fists up, electricity crackling around him. "Of course it's gonna be hard" he spat, throwing a punch to Fandango's torso. He took the hit and stumbled slightly but jumped up and kneed Seth in the jaw before tackling him to the ground.

Behind them, Dean was knocking Eric around carelessly. He sidestepped Eric's punch and hooked him, slashing his cheek with the spikes on his forearms. Eric's gauntlets sparked and Dean smirked, his own burning bright. "C'mon then!" He taunted, loud enough for Summer to hear. She hissed in anger and Eric swung for Dean, all of his elemental power crackling into that one punch. Dean quickly took his stance and swung as well, his hand engulfed in flames. As soon as their fists connected, there was an explosion.

Roman glanced back from destroying the dolls when he heard the explosion. Dean was smirking triumphantly, staring at Eric. The small cat was face down, no longer moving. "Dean!" Roman spat. "He's not dead!" Dean shot back. Summer screamed in fury and summoned more of her marionette dolls. "I'll kill you! I'll kill you both!" She screamed. Dean cracked his neck and smirked. "Bring it, bitch" he cooed, ready for the next wave of dolls.

Seth rolled away from Fandango and sprang up, grabbing his scythe and swinging upwards. The threads connecting to Fandango severed and the man suddenly dropped. From her throne, Summer jolted. "What...? What have you done?!" She gasped. Seth spun his scythe and slammed the blade into the ground. "Setting my friend free" he spat before breaking into a run towards her. He slashed through dolls along the way and swung for her head, hissing when he was pushed back by a force field. She shook her head. "You can't touch me!" She hissed, fingers craning upwards. Seth looked back, seeing a marionette with an axe swinging for him. He flinched, waiting for pain that never came. Seth cracked his eyes open and looked over to see Roman in front of him, having caught the marionette's blade between the barbs of his club. He swiped the axe away, the blade flying up in the air while Dean came out of nowhere, punching a hole through the doll's chest and ripping its head off. Roman caught the axe with his free hand and smirked back at Seth.

"Leave this to us. Go get her" he ordered. Seth smiled and nodded, reverting his scythe back to its assault rifle form. He braced himself and fired off a whole new barrage of shots towards Summer. The power of the shots made him slide back and he looked back when he slid onto something solid. Dean and Roman were standing side-to-side, fighting off any dolls that came close and also keeping Seth from falling back. He smiled and gripped his rifle tighter, roaring and focusing on his newfound electrical powers as well as feeding off of the Hellish power within him. His rifle gleamed just like his scythe did and suddenly fired off one large, near blinding yellow bullet.

Summer screamed as her barrier shattered and the bullet hit her head on, knocking her through her throne and into a wall. She fell to the floor, clothes torn and bleeding heavily. "You...you've done a bad thing, kitty" she spat, standing up and glaring fiercely at them. She brought her hands up, looking down at the golden sparks running over them. She tried to bring her fingers up but the dolls didn't respond. They all fell to the floor one by one. Summer coughed up blood and slid to the floor.

"Bad kitty...wait till I tell Daddy!" She spat out blood and disappeared in a black fog before anyone else could move to attack her again. Dean scoffed, straightening up. "Coward" he spat. Seth tossed his rifle down and ran over to Fandango, picking his and Eric's heads up and placing them in his lap. "Johnny?! Johnny! Wake up!" He whined, slapping Johnny's cheek. The tan cat whimpered and cracked his eyes open. "Seth?" He coughed, eyes wide. Seth nodded, tears welling up in his eyes. Johnny nearly crushed him with a hug. Dean bristled, ready to pull them apart, but Roman grabbed his arm, shaking his head. "If you think about it, he's all Seth has left from before he came to us. Leave him be" he told him. Dean looked back at the two and crossed his arms, not responding.

"Oh my god I'm so glad I managed to get a link to you before the Devil's Blood completely took over my mind...I'm sorry I asked for you to come back...thank you, thank you so much!" Johnny nearly cried. Seth laughed and then looked down to the unfamiliar cat on his other leg. "Summer called him Eric or something...who is this?" He questioned. Johnny looked over to "Eric" and picked him up, holding his unconscious form tight. "Derrick Bateman...my best friend. She took him not too long before she took me. He...wasn't as lucky as me" he muttered. Dean scrunched his nose up. "Lucky? Seriously?" He inquired sarcastically. Johnny turned his sorrow filled eyes up to him before turning Derrick around and lifting his shirt, revealing the large scar on his back. Dean and Roman's eyes grew and Seth froze.

It was a stake-like marking with two more in the background, forming an X.

Johnny pulled his friend's shirt back down and looked away. "When Taker gets a favorite, they get this brand in some way. He'll either use an actual brand or form a link using his powers. With this brand, he can inflict a hellish pain. It's...it's terrible. I don't have the brand, but Summer's Marionette Manipulation hurts like hell, and that's not including the damage I took from you three" he sighed. Dean didn't look the least bit sorry and Roman bent down, healing them both to the best of his ability.

Seth couldn't help but to think back to when they first arrived, when all Taker did was clench his fist and Seth fell to his knees from the pain that coursed through his body. He growled and walked over to grab his rifle, eyes dark. "I want his head." He spat. Johnny picked Derrick up and Roman and Dean nodded.

"Let's go get it then"

***Creature of the Chapter: Yamata no Orochi***

The famed 8-headed demon snake of Japanese mythology, Yamata no Orochi, or more likely called 'Orochi' was said to be a terror to a certian couple, coming around every year to eat one of their daughters. Yamata no Orochi has 8 heads and 8 whip-like tails and it is said there is a sacred sword buried in one of them. It has an amazing regeneration ability and if one of its heads gets cut off, it will grow back. It's said it can't be defeated unless all the heads are severed at the same time.
Character of the Creature: Aksana***

(A/n: late, late, late.
Busy, busy, busy

Sorry, everyone. The thing with this is that although I love writing this, supernatural stories are a hell of a lot easier to hit blocks than normal ones, in my opinion.
But I digress!

Sidenotes: the whole EC3 thing for Derrick is from his iMPACT ring name, I'll be referring to him and Fandango as Derrick and Johnny for now on, Taker's 'brand' is just his symbol for those who might be confused about my description.

Also, I'm sorry if the jumping around is confusing you all. I tried to tone it down this time around. I jump around so much because I want to hit multiple points before it all comes together but I'll try to be more mindful of it in the future.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter, loves.
Please review, and until next time, I love you~)
-Scarlet