Author's note: Well, finally I'm back. Hope you all didn't get impatient with the long wait, the thing is that this chapter simply didn't wanted to get done. I had previously stated that I would use March to get up to date with some of the mangas I'm reading for this story, and I did, took a couple of weeks as holydays and finished with was I reading, there's a hell of a lot more mangas that I need to read but the ones I finished were the most immediate pressing. Anyways, so I've been writing this chapter for the entire month of April and the reason I am only able to update until now was because I just couldn't find the right part where to conclude the chapter, there simply were none to my liking, so kept writing forward and things kept stretching until I found the right spot to call it a cut.

But regardless, I must say this chapter is a long one, as long as one of the others where the battle against Lind took place. That happened because as I had said, I kept writing until I found a perfect place to my liking were to close this chapter. So this is something for you all to take in consideration, I don't intend to leave this story in hiatus like… never… In fact, I'm using the walking dead comic formula for this fic and will keep writing and writing just to see how far this story can go. To tell the truth I intend to keep writing this story until the day I die, hopefully it will not be any time soon, or never if I get my way since I intend to live forever or at least a thousand years at minimum. When the mechanical augmentations start appearing I'm going to be one of the first people that will sign up for that shit. Yes I'm all about for transhumanism; I want to be just as cool as Adam Jensen one day…

Anyway what was I saying…? Oh yes! If you start feeling that I'm taking too much to release the next chapter of this story, then be prepared, because that means is going to be a long one.

Disclaimer: I own nothing; copyrights to the different series and/or franchises that appear in this fic belong to their respective owners.


Legacy of the Kamis

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The group proceeded to follow the dragon goddess back towards the exit from the strange dimension and once again into Myoushinzan, before heading towards the quarters reserved for the apprentices that come to train in the sacred mountain. Note that after showing the entire group where would they be resting for the night and leading them into one of the training grounds, the teachings that Shoryuki imparted to them weren't anything particularly complicated or awe-inspiring. It was just simply a series of meditation and mind-centering exercies to determine the aptitudes of the gathered martial artists for the mental and spiritual arts, and how much developed their senses were on those fields; though they did manage to discover some interesting revelations as result of these exercises.

"Well this is interesting…" Shoryuki said as she approached Nagi who was currently deep in a meditation exercise that would allow him to discover and connect with his inner self, apparently, he must have found something inside of him alright, for he was exhuding a rather considerable amount of energy for someone of his age and limited martial instruction, his body moving in perfect syncronisation and balance through the motions that the focusing exercise required while his aura flowed visibly around him. If one concentrated enough on his profile, his aura seemed to take the form of a long majestic dragon. Shoryuki was intrigued…

"I can feel the strenght of the dragon in you…" She said suddenly from behind the young apprentice, startling the young brawler and breaking his concentration due to the unexpected interruption, his aura slowly fading out.

"Wha-what?" Nagi stammered in sursprise.

"I wasn't aware that more people among your ranks had draconic traits, but now that you're flaring your energy, I'm able to clearly see it…" Shoryuki said, her chin enclosed between thumb and index as she gave Nagi an appreciattive look.

"What do you mean by that?" Bob Makihara asked from where he was making his own exercises in line with his friend, stopping in his kata for a moment. "Are you saying Souchiro has draconic blood in him just like Chou'un? If that's the case why he doesn't have eyes like hers?"

"I didn't say he had the blood of the dragon in him, I said he had the strenght of the dragon. There's a difference…" Shoryuki clarified. "Having now the chance of taking a closer look on him, I can tell his soul is that of a dragon. And from what I can tell, is a very old and powerful spirit, like a couple of Millenia old, older even than the dragon spirits that were possesing your friends." That explanation did nothing to reassure the American boy, and it even managed to freak out most of the other students who were around and even some of Pan's minions.

"You mean he is also possessed by a dragon spirit!?" Whip said butting in, rather alarmed by that declaration. "Awwww! Does that mean we are going to have to do another exorcism!? I don't want to return to that freaky battleground of yours after we just leave that place!" She declared with a rather concerned expression, the people around her also not looking forward to that idea.

Foxy piped in with the plainest expression ever. "I hope not. That would mean we will have to pay Mikami another hundred million dollars for getting rid of that spirit…" She commented dryly while pointing over her shoulder at the direction of the red-haired Ghostsweeper, who suddenly began to sport a greedy smirk at the thought of charging more money.

"Hell, no!" Whip snapped at the white-haired fencer, his previous concerns completely forgotten. "I don't know how much money Pan has after emptying the accounts of Shadaloo, N.E.S.T.S. and YAMI, but at this rate she's going to end up bank-rupt if she keeps paying this woman's prices. Godammit! Not even the highest paid escorts charge that much! Why are we paying her that much money when it is lady Shoryuki the one who is personally dealing with these Dragon spirits…?" She asked with a disbelieving frustrated expression.

"Because we got scammed by her, that's' why…" Vice replied simply to that question.

Shoryuki had to repress a sigh before she could elaborate further on her answer. She did her best to ignore the random comments popping around her. "No… you misunderstand… He's not being possessed by a Dragon, he is the dragon. His soul is in complete tune with the Dragon spirit inside him, like if he had been born with the spirit already inside his body. That explanation brought expressions of astonishment on her audience, as they managed to fully understand what the deal with Nagi's soul was.

"What!? How is that possible?" Foxy asked in surprise.

Shoryuki seemed pensive as she continued examining Nagi. "Mmmmh… I'm not sure… the only explanation I can think of is… Aaaaah!" The dragoness exclaimed in surprise as she suddenly jerked away from Nagi, as if she had been in contact with something unpleasant.

"Lady Shoryuki! Are you alright! What happened!?" Urd asked with sudden alarm.

"Black… Black Dragon…!" Shoryuki said as she kept withdrawing away from the blond brawler, a shocked expression from her face.

Urd wasn't reassured by her words. "What did you say!? Did you just said Black Dragon!?" All of the people present who had some connection or other with the supernatural suddenly began to sport very alarmed expressions. Mikami was speechless and even Morrigan and the Daimakaicho were dumbfounded for a moment by the unexpected revelation.

"How is this possible…!?" Shoryuki said quite terrified as she kept staring at Nagi with boundless shock. "The Black Dragons are extinct for more than a thousand years; they were slayed to the last by the Hayabusa ninja clan…!"

"Why does it matter what color the Dragon has?" Asked Viper, raising a red eyebrow, clearly not understanding why everybody was getting all worked up. "What difference does it make compared with the other Dragons you dealt with…?"

"Black Dragons are creatures of pure evil…" Shoryuki said, still flinching away from Nagi. "And I'm not being melodramatic about it, while most Dragons can be cruel, selfish and vain; they're just as dangerous and vicious as any other beast. The only reason why those Dragon spirits inside your friends managed to become such a threat was because of all the negative energies they consumed through the strife and conflict they caused over the centuries. But Black Dragons are born with an innate deviousness and intelligence, and the desire to spread their misery throughout the world. They are the physical manifestation of all the injustice and evil in the world, wherever they go, they leave nothing but death and destruction behind them. Anything that suffers the touch of a Black Dragon will immediately start to rot and die and would never be able to heal; even the earth itself is not spared from their poisonous influence as nothing can ever grow back in a land where a Black Dragon has been. If I were to try to fight a beast like that here in Myoushinzan, his mere presence would be more than enough to desecrate the entire mountain and taint all the divine blessings laid in here."

"How the hell did such a terrible creature managed to get inside Nagi then!?" Asked a very terrified Miu; her eyes as wide as dinner plates as she looked upon the gobsmacked Dragon Goddess in hope of answers.

"Wait…!? Did you just say the name of this boy is Nagi…?" Shoryuki inquired turning towards the jittering blonde girl as if a lightbulb had been suddenly turned on inside her head. "If he is from the Nagi clan, then that would mean…? Yes, of course! That explains it!" The Dragoness exclaimed in a sudden revelation.

"What…!? What!?" Whip pressed for answers, her emotions hanging by a tread as she everybody listening

"He possesses the Fist of the Dragon!" Shoryuki declared in a the-answer-to-all-prayers kind of tone, obviously most of the gathered fighters had no idea of what she was talking about.

"The what, now…?" Honoka inquired with a stumped expression as she scratched the top of her head in confusion. "Is this a Bruce Lee's rip-off/imitation technique kind of thing?"

That statement caused the Daimakaicho and the resident Darkstalker to burst out in a gale of laughter and a fit of giggles respectively. Obviously Honoka's comment was way off the mark, as the present people were either staring at her as if she had said something really stupid, or outright facepalming as in the case of her brother.

Lady Shoryuki however, didn't seemed to get the reference. "I'm not sure what you mean, but the Dragon fist is one of the legendary draconic powers passed down from Susanoo to each of his twelve children, who would then go and found their own clans." The dragon goddess explained.

That statement seemed to catch Okinu's interest. "Susanoo? As in; The Susanoo? The Kami of the storms and the sea…!? The legendary true warrior and first Emperor that conquered the three islands and founded the nation of Nipon!" She said incredulous. As a miko, she was very well versed in the legends about the gods of the Shinto religion.

Shoryuki made a face that clearly told she didn't had the best of opinions about Susanoo. "Kami… He does not deserve being adressed with such title…" The other goddesses, and even Hild, seemed to share the same view as her if their own grimaces were any indication. Her listener seemed caught off guard by her declaration, so Shoryuki decided to elaborate. "Let me explain… Gaokishi Takehaya Susanoo Onomikoto was a demi-god and son of the Kami Izanagi… Half-brother to Himiko Amaterasu and Tsukiyomi, who were full Kamis since they were the children of Izanagi with his wife Izanami… Susanoo was a horrible man, a warlord who killed, pillaged and raped wherever he went, uncaring about the suffering he leaved in his wake or the people he murdered. That's how he founded Japan in the first place some 2500 years ago, because he killed every single clan leader or village chief that might oppose him and sacked their lands. The survivors of such massacres surrendered in fear of his wrath and sweared fealty to him in the hopes of avoiding future bloodshed, thus those lands subjugated by Susanoo were joined in a single nation that would later be known as Japan. His depravation knew no bounds, not even his own divine relatives were safe from him since at least one of his children was product from the rape of his own sister… It wasn't until after his death that Amaterasu's mortal descentants would take the reins of the fledging nation he conquered and founded the lineage of emperors that have been ruling to this day."

Okinu was horrified by what she was hearing; she began to gag as if wanting to vomit. "I can't believe what I'm hearing; this isn't anything like the Dogma tells us about! I didn't know lady Amaterasu was raped and abused by his own brother!" She exclaimed in alarm, looking visibly ill.

Shoryuki gave her a look. "Did you truly believed that such a strong and assertive goddess like Amaterasu would hide and lock herself inside a cave for more than a year just because Susanoo trampled her gardens by tossing the carcass of a dead horse upon them and killed her handmaidens in a fit of drunken rage!? No… Amaterasu went to confront him for such insults but in his inebriated state, Susanoo beat her and raped her. That's why she went into hiding inside a cave, so that no one could learn about her shame; and to give birth in secret to the child that was product of her defilement."

Now everybody listening was felling ill after that explanation, some taking hold of their knees to keep back the bile that was threatening to escape from their mouths. Whip was really hard trying not to retch. "Ughck… I just felt this morning's lunch at the back of my throat! This is so disgusting!" She said extremely flustered as she fluttered through the entire place in panic, trying not to empty the contents of her stomach. Most of the gathered martial artists were of the same opinion, however. Even Kushinada was looking troubled by the latest revelations.

"This is just too terrible!" Miu exclaimed in affront as she massaged her temples to settle her nerves. "I didn't know our country was founded because of the conquests of a tyrant!"

Shoryuki shrugged. "That's how those primitive times were… Savage and violent, the Kamis and Megamis were very busy trying to bring order to the lands ravaged by chaos…"

"So, what happened to him?" Takayanagi asked with great curiosity since this was tied with the story of his own clan.

Shoryuki gave the young disciple a flat look. "What do you think…? He suffered a violent and horrible death once the Kamis got tired of his savage tendencies and banded together to destroy him. Anyway, despite leaving much to be desired in the way he acted, Susanoo was certainly a very powerful and renowned warrior. The tales about his fighting prowess were certainly well earned, he was the first individual to have ever killed a Black Dragon with his bare hands and taken his soul into himself to gain his abilities, that's how he was able to pass a single of the Dragon's powers into each of his descendants. Your friend, Nagi, here; being the bearer of the dragon fist…"

"Sooooo… Is that a good thing or what?" Angel asked with a puzzled expression as she iddly scratched her head.

"A great thing actually, from a certain point of view, very, very great. Your friend here, has a wellspring of energy inside him that he should be able to acess with a little training, it should allow him a great power to use during combat and also give him a great ease to learn and dominate new martial styles; though he should be careful when trying to get in communion with his inner self, because the traits and mentality of the dragon could influence his personality and affect his actions, so he should really work in his control if he doesn't want for the cruelty and savagery of the dragon to emerge." Shoryuki explained visibly excited, but also with a measure of warning.

"Is that all that the Dragon's fist does for him?" Foxy asked with a hint of dissapointment. "I was expecting more to tell the truth…"

Shoryki replied by shaking her head. "No… That's just the physical abilities granted to him just by possessing the Dragon's fist. The actual power of the draconic skill allows him to steal other supernatural abilities from other people, particularly effective against others who also have draconic powers, and take all of the negative energies of its victim inside oneself to become more powerful. It is because of this ability that the Nagi clan is known as the clan of exorcists, as they are able to consume any source of evil or external influences on a person and grow strong in return."

Akira Hongo's attention seemed particularly interested in that little tidbit. "You mean to tell us the Dragon's fist absorbs Dou KI? That cannot be healthy! Even though most of my fellow grandmasters are Dou users, we know that there must be a balance between the Sei and Dou Ki inside a person's body. Having too much of a single type is dangerous for the continuous health of the user…" He explained in a grave and serious tone.

The Dragon Goddess acknowledged him with a nod of agreement. "Indeed, the Nagi clan is also greatly feared for its abilities because their members tend to become inhumanly strong and turning into a danger for themselves and others if they overuse the Dragon's fist. All that negative energy being cointained inside a mortal is obviously not a good thing since it will threaten to destroy them from within at some point. And that is only one of the two possibilities that could happen with the extended use of the Dragon's fist." She warned with pointed firmness.

Whip looked pretty disbelieving at that statement. "Being killed from the inside is not enough!? What could possibly be worse than that!?" She asked with clear skepticism on her face.

"Because the reason as to why the users of the Dragon's fist are able to absorb dark KI in the first place, is so that they may turn into a proper vessel that would allow Susanoo to reincarnate back into the world…" She explained with all the seriousness a goddess of her station could muster so that her listeners could truly grasp the gravity of the situation.

"The fuck…!" Exclaimed a mind-boggled Juri.

"You mean I'm in danger of being possessed by the spirit of a psycho-murderer and rapist! Hell no! Fuck that shit!" Nagi exclaimed rather upset. Understandable, since this was his own life that they were talking about. "Screw it! I don't care if I have some weird dragon power inside of me, I'm not using that thing ever…!" He stated with finality. "All my life the only things that I've ever needed are my own two fists." He said, raising his knuckles to show them around. "And I'm not going to start changing that by relying in some weird mumbo jumbo crap!"

Rei of the Nanto Suicho Ken couldn't help but smirk after hearing that. "You know kid; I know that I cannot begin to imagine what it is to live with such a dire possibility of being possessed hanging over your head constantly, but I kinda like your attitude…"

Mikami turned towards the blonde brawler to give him a weird look. "I personally think he's jumping to conclusions. Sure, knowing that you could be possessed by a deranged maniac if you abuse your power is a serious thing, but you shouldn't write off from using such a valuable resource so soon without knowing if there are some measures you could take to avoid that fate in the first place… I mean, your gift allows you to take the supernatural skills of other people; you could virtually end up in the possession of an endless amount of powers. Just think how useful could it be if you had the immortality of Doctor Jackal or were able to throw fireballs from your hands as some of the martial artists in here are able to do." The red-haired Ghost-sweeper stated, a strange gleam in her eye as she thought how great could have been if she had some of those powers to get out of sticky situations in the past.

Souchiro was adamant of not budging from his position, however. "I don't care how cool would it be to have superpowers. It's not worth it if I have my mind taken over by some crazy bloodthirsty killer from the distant past. What good will all the power of the world be to me if am unable to control my own actions in the first place. I rather remain a simple brawler than become some puppet for a dead guy to live again." He stated with a resolute conviction that clearly told he wasn't going to change his opinion no matter what.

"You seem pretty resolved about this Souchiro. Well, I suppose the notion of turning into a rapist must really raise your hackles…" Bob Makihara, Nagi's best friend, commented as he assumed a thinking pose.

The blonde brawler began to rub the back of his neck with obvious discomfort, eyes darting between his friend and the people listening in, taking stock how much he currently was taking center stage. "You know how much problems I've had with relationships in the past Bob…" He began to say measuredly.

The black-skinned half-american rolled his eyes at that statement. "Tell me about it. Your luck with the ladies suck, you're incapable of finding a girlfriend no matter what you do…"

"I know I don't have much of what people consider proper boyfriend material in me. I am blunt, crass, impatient, crude, disrespectful, prone to violence and too aggressive and hot-headed for my own good. And that tends to scare or intimidate girls away from me; but despite all that, even I have some measure of common decency and to sink so low as to abuse and defile girls is something that goes against my principles…!" The blonde drawler exclaimed fervently.

Elder Furunji was pleasantly bobbing his head up and down as he nodded in agreement to what Souchiro was saying. "You do well lad not to sacrifice your soul in exchange of power, you might not be the brightest or the smartest, but your heart certainly is in the right place."

Nagi seemed a little embarassed at the elder's praised, a faint blush gracing his cheeksa as he uncombfortably rubbed the back of his head. "S-sure… whatever you say old man.

Iori Yagami idly flicked the hair-bangs covering his eye with one hand before sharing his opinion. "I can symphatize with the felling… I know what it is to struggle to keep your inner demon from taking over your body…" It was all he said before leaning back into the pillar he was hanging at.

Pan was thoughful for a moment, pondering in the implications of what she had just heard. "Is it possible to train Nagi to protect himself against Susanoo?" She asked, turning towards the dragon goddess.

"If he were to receive my training on how to learn to harness his spiritual power, then yes, he may become strong enough to resist Susanoo's influence and even fight back against the evil spirit." Shoryuki explained simply.

"Could your training make him strong enough to be able to defeat Susanoo and take full control over his body and skills…?" The alien girl inquired further.

The pretty redheaded dragoness blinked in perplexity for a moment and mulled about her answer. "It's possible… Although, very unlikely… It is not unheard off for mere mortals to be able to defeat divine beings like demi-gods. It's just that the instances when such feats where possible are very rare, and usually the mortals involved had divine assistance that allowed them to achieve said feats in the first place. Not since the age of myth has something like what you're asking taken place…" Shoryuki stated with a mildly flummoxed look. Certainly Pan's question had caught her off guard.

The Saiyan teen simply shrugged in reply. "Well, you are a goddess yourself and you personally oversee the training of those who come here to Myoushinzan, so that definitive counts as divine assistance. So I believe our chances to make sure this feat happens are pretty good…" She stated pretty confident in her words.

Shoryuki seemed to consider what she had said for a moment as she rubbed her chin in thought. "Maybe… It's not going to be easy though… And when I say that, I mean the training is going to be painful, brutal and outright insane…" She said in all seriousness.

Pan gave her a suspicious look. "Will this training threaten to leave him crippled in any way if he were to fail or kill him in the process due to how insane it will be…?" She asked while stealing glances towards Kenichi and elder Furunji. Her minions knowing exactly what she was thinking and sharing her skepticism of accepting a training that wilfully endangered the life of the disciple before it had a chance of going into battle. Having your recruits dying during training was sheer stupid, since it achieved nothing and monumentally wasted the lives and time of everyone involved. Unless if from the very beginning, the aim of the training was to prepare the trainees for war by emulating the conditions of a real life battlefield as closely as possible, but that's another thing entirely since martial arts and the military don't always go hand to hand (As ironic as that sounds because the majority of martial arts prove to be quite ineffective on a real fight). Though one can certainly benefit from the other some times, even so, this type of training is only reserved for the hardcore Special Forces or those already with many years in the service since it's just too grueling and impractical for the instruction of your average grunt.

Shoryuki seemed baffled by the Saiyan teen's inquiry. "What…!? No! My training, although not easy by any stretch of the imagination, doesn't put in danger the life of the student. At least not until the time for the final test arrives since I will have your friend here fight against the spirits inside my battlegrounds." She explained.

"The ones you said will devour your soul if you were to lose to them?" Pan elaborated.

The dragon goddess replied with a nod. "Indeed. Since he will be training to fight and hopefully defeat a powerful divine spirit of a demi-god, he will have to be able to at least be strong enough to defeat each of the spirirts that dwell inside my battlegrounds by the time he finishes my training. Otherwise, he could never hope to match the might of Susanoo…" She explained in a very serious and grim demeanor.

The alien girl acknowledged those words with a nod of her own. "Fair enough, my kind too has a penchant for dangerous and potentially mortal tests, especially those from the older generations. Achieving victory against overwhelming odds is seen as a proof of your skill as a true warrior among the warrior caste." She commented carefreely with an unconcerned gesture.

"Now wait a minute!" Bob exclaimed calling for a time out, and even doing the handsigns for requesting such a thing during a soccer game. "When Kenichi is put through a training from hell from his Masters, you say it's stupid and insane…" He gestured towards the dark-haired brunette disciple. "But you're okay with having my friend facing a potentially lethal test all by himself…!? I don't understand that reasoning!" The black-skinned Capoeira user said.

Pan suppressed the need to bristle and just settled for giving him a pointed look. "There's a world of difference between being subjected through harrowing experiences than more often than not would leave you critically injured or crippled before you have the chance of gaining any kind of benefit from it; and tackling a seemingly dangerous task that you have been specifically instructed in how to do through a reasonably sufficient amount of time. It's like one of those street performers who eat swords or do life-risking escape shows or those holy men from India who are able to survive being buried alive for days and have their bodies turn to pincushions without showing any pain."

Cyril Rahman had to interject with a comment at that part. "Ah yes, the Fakirs… I spent a few seasons in some of their communities during my formation years to learn secret meditation techniques from them; they certainly are able to do some really impressive feats…"

Pan nodded in acknowledgement. "Quite so… Anyway, what I'm trying to say is, that right now, Souchiro certainly has not a snowball chance in hell of coming out alive if he tries to go through Lady Shoryuki's gauntlet as he is right now; but I'm sure that by the time she's done with him, he will be able to brave the dangers of her battlegrounds. Hopefully, in one piece…"

"But there's still a chance of him getting seriously hurt or worse during this test…" Bob replied, still not fully convinced.

"Of course… We are talking about serious stuff in here that must be handled carefully; after all, no one has said that anything worth doing had to be easy… He is trying to avoid being possessed by an evil spirit after all… " Pan commented before turning towards Nagi. "But it all depends whether or not he has the drive to face the challenges in front of him… So what do you say Souchiro? Do you have what it takes to accept Lady Shoryuki's training…?"

The blonde brawler remained thoughtful for a few moments as he pondered the pros and cons of his situation, eventually he reached a decision. "Sure… I mean, as long as it is true that I will be able to keep this Susanoo from taking over my body, I don't care what kind of training or what tests must I face…" He said with explicit resolution.

Shoryuki stepped forward at that inquiry. "I assure you on my word as a Dragon Goddess, that under my guidance you will be strong enough to avoid becoming an avatar for Susanoo…" She firmly stated putting as much authority as she could on her voice.

Pan seemed pleased at that declaration, if her cheeky smile was any indication. "See…!? With an endorsement like that is really hard to feel worry!" She exclaimed rather upbeat. Her expression then grew thoughtful. "Mmmmph… I wonder, does this training of yours will also serve to resist possession from other kind of entities?" She asked to the Dragon Goddess.

Shoryuki frowned trying to decipher her meaning. "My training will allow them to discover, manipulate and increase their spiritual energy in order to fight against most supernatural threats, the ability to resist or break possession is only a small aspect of what I will teach… Why you ask? Do you have something specific in mind?"

Pan turned to glance between Iori and her secretaries, who easily took notice of it and returned the stare since she wasn't being subtle about it, before returning her attention to the red-headed Dragoness. "I think there's something else that I should bring to your attention…"

And so Pan also explained their little issue with the spirit of the Yamato-no-Orochi and the little riot of the blood condition attached to it that has been tormenting Iori, Mature and Vice during their entire lives. The Dragon Goddess simply listened with an attentive ear and waited for the alien girl to finish her explanation before speaking. When Pan was done, a look of realization graced Shoryuki's face. "So that's why I felt the presence of the Orochi alongside the Daimakaicho when I met you all at the gates when you first arrived into my mountain… You three have the blood of the Orochi running through your veins…" She turned towards Iori. "And you are a member of the Yagami clan, one of the three clans that sealed the Orochi away in the first place!"

Red-haired young man's response was simply giving an unconcerned flick of his hair. "Mmmmph… How curious… This is the first time someone says the name of my clan without shivering back in fear first…"

Mature turned towards her boss with a knowing look. "I take it you wish us to undergo Lady's Shoryuki training too to make us finally getting rid of the Orochi's influence."

Pan nodded in reply. "Exactly…! I want you all free from the Orochi as soon as possible since I don't want a repeat of that little stunt that Vice did." She said pointing over at said secretary.

Whip was frowning at that statement. "You mean that shit where Vice ripped that armored woman's heart out and started eating it right in front of everyone's eyes…? That was disgusting as fuck!" She said with boundless dissapproval.

"Indeed…! Even I was astounded by what she did…" Pan declared.

"Then why didn't you do anything to stop her…!" Whip accused with half-lidded eyes.

Pan just turned and stared at her. "I could ask the same thing to any of you… Neither of you tried to lift a finger to try and stop her."

That shut up Whip quite effectively, who couldn't find a way to rebuke that claim because she knew it was true.

It was Angel who offered an answer. "Well to be truthful, we were all caught by surprise by her savage behavior. I mean no one saw that coming, she was one moment hovering over the armored woman and trailing a finger down her cheek, and then suddenly she goes all psycho and woah! We now have the goddamn Cannibal Holocaust in our hands… Everything happened just too fast that by the time we managed to snap out of our shock, miss eat-your-heart-out here, had already finished her meal…" She said before gesturing towards Vice who was pretty obviously trying to hide her embarassment and failing patetically.

Pan agreed with the white-haired Latina's point. "I know, right! It was so yuck…!"

Foxy turned to give an indescrutable stare at the alien girl. "I thought you had said once when we asked you about your appealing eating manners as to how Saiyans sometimes eat their fallen enemies, depending if the species they are facing are passable enough for their consumption?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, yeah…" Pan acknowledged with a small petulant attitude. "But she didn't cook her kill first before eating it. We Saiyans, despite being a very primal and brutal race, rarely, if ever, eat our meals raw. It's instinctual for my race to cook our preys first before eating them; even when lost in the middle of the wilderness. It's not as if creating a fire represents any kind of difficulty for my race. Due to how naturally energy manipulation is for us, all we have to do is shot a small energy blast at some logs and Voila! Instant cooking fire…"

"I've done that trick too during my travels…" Ryu admitted as he recalled the many times he made employ of such technique when his stomach was getting particularly impatient or when the weather was too damp to create a fire the traditionaly way.

"I wouldn't know about that since I can easily create fire with only the tip of my fingers." Iori Yagami said with a dry tone as he raised a finger from which a small purple flame began to burn at the tip.

That made Pan to turn towards him and give him a strange look. "Wouldn't your food become tainted, and thus inedible, if you try to cook using your cursed flames?" She asked with honest curiosity, after all, anything food related is considered serious business for a Saiyan.

The good-looking red-head just shrugged uncaringly. "You have to hold your meal aloft at a certain distance away from the flames to avoid that, so that it gets cooked with only the heath being expelled…" He iddly answered.

Giru decided to intervene to put an end to the matter at hand so that they may return their original subject and move on. Otherwise, at this rate, they're going to start exchanging cooking recipes and then they would never going to finish. "Pan is actually telling the truth when she says she was taken aback by secretary Vice's massacre, giru. I recorded her expression with my floating cameras, giru. Here! Take a look, giru." He said before turning towards the front of the training grounds and displaying a projection through his optic sensor, a cone of light coming out from his single glass eye that was displayed upon the nearest wall in front of them.

Pan was with her hairs on end in alarm at seeing what her robotic companion was doing. "No, wait Giru! Don't show them that recording!" She yelled frantically, but her bellowings were for naught, as a video with her framed face right in the middle began to play, showing everybody what her exact reaction had been.

It started pretty normally with her usual bored face that she puts as a front to keep her minions from guessing her real thoughts, and then painfully slowly, one could see how her expression turned gob-smacked by the shock. Her eyes widening as dinner plates as her mouth fell and was left hanging open at the impression of what she was seeing, her upper lips then curling in disgust at the gruesome show as she remained with the same expression for a few seconds in frozen astonishment, before snapping herself out of her funk by slapping herself in her own face and proceeding to settle her features back into an unreadable expression, but with a visible tension in her features, so that she could be ready to and rein back in her feral minion.

When Giru finalized with the recording, Pan was facepalming pretty heavily, trying unsucessfully to hide her embarassment and shame. She took her hand of her face to show her features were under a very strong scarlet coloration. The alien girl opened her eyes and tossed a fulminant glare at the little robot.

"That's it Giru… I'm turning you into molten slag…" She declared with icy resolution before lunging towards the small automaton. Giru panicked realizing that maybe he had taken a little bit too far his teasing, and since he was not stupid, did the smart thing which was running away.

"Wait, Pan, giru! Noooooo!" Giru yelled in fright as he jumped away from Pan's reach and began to make his escape, the alien girl crashing into the ground, grasping only air.

"Come back in here you little traitor! I'll teach you not to embarrass me in front of my minions…!" Pan yelled before giving chase.

The little robot quickly went in search of the nearest hiding place, which was taking cover behind Belldandy's legs, a woman not even Pan was keen of getting on her bad side, and it only partialy had to do with the fact she could prepare such delicious meals and dishes, Saiyans being smart enough not to mess with a source of great food. A fact that was proven by the alien girl jarringly stopping on her tracks right in front of the confused goddess, Pan tried to think of a way to move Belldandy out of her way without stepping in hot water, but not having the patience to think in something at the moment, she settled for chasing the little robot around the goddess's legs, much to the distress of said goddess.

Urd was having enough of their antics that were threatening to drag her own sister along, so she decided to intervene. "That's enough you two! Knock it off…!" She ordered as she grabbed Pan from behind and struggled to keep her in place.

"Let me go! I need to show this little bucket of bolts who's the boss!" The alien girl said trying to shove her way out the white-haired goddess hold, all the while Giru started to make rude gestures at her which only helped to increase her ire.

Everybody present; minions, followers, students, deities and hangers could only stare at the ridiculous and unseemly scene in front of them and sweat-drop, the Daimakaicho and Morrigan just laughed.

Shoryuki decided to put a stop to the madness by loudly clearing her throath and drawing all attention on her, she then made use of all the dignity and decorum of her station to order an end to the sheananigans. "Would you all mind to stop causing such a ruckus? You're disturbing the peace of this sacred place…" She said with a certain iron tone in her voice.

Pan stopped struggling and settled down, rubbing the back of her head in embarassment. Urd set her down and let her go without further complaint, as she too was feeling a little embarassed by her actions, even Giru was looking abashed. "S-sure, no problem… Sorry for causing so much noise, and all that…" She said lamely and contrite, but it seemed her apologies were good enough for the dragon goddess who accepted them with a nod.

"Thank you… Now, we were discussing how the actions of your follower had surprised you too…" The dragoness prompted to get back in subject.

Pan took a moment to fix her disheveled clothes and clear her throat before speaking. "Well, yes… Luckily nobody noticed my own shock at the time since everybody was focusing in Vice's little bloody show, so it was easy to hide my own impression and school my features without anyone noticing." She turned towards the secretary in question. "But seriously Vice, I do not whether to scold you or congratulate you since you managed to shock a Saiyan, and that's no easy feat. The fact you managed to cause me revulsion. Me! Whose eating habits are equal to those of a starving pack of lions, is nothing short of impressive. I should give you a trophy for you to display in your room…!"

The redhaired secretary could do nothing but press her index fingers together in embarassment. "It wasn't my fault; it wasn't even me who did that! It was the Orochi taking control over my body… I don't even remember what happened…!" She said as she tried to make herself as little as possible by slumping her shoulders.

"And that's the only reason why I decided not to inflict any kind of punishment on you, because you were clearly under the control of an external influence, that and the fact I was too busy with everything else that's been happing to adress this issue. But now that we are taking the time to talk about it, we better make sure that doesn't happen again…" The alien girl stated with no room for argument.

Miu scratched the side of her temple as she mulled over Pan's words. "That is true… I didn't even remembered that she had eaten the heart of one of Yami's grandmasters until you reminded us Pan… With all the important things that've been happening, Doctor Jackal going in a rampage, wielders of Ancient legendary martial arts surfacing, you destroying an entire navy with only your eyes, my parents being avenged, real goddesses being revealed, Tokyo almost being destroyed, rebuilding and fixing what was damaged, meeting the Daimakaicho and those in charge of the afterlife, wars that been repeating cyclically throughout the centuries, Dragons spirits possessing students, finding a way to exorcism said spirits and coming in here and meeting a Dragon Goddess… I just forgot that had ocurred in the first place…" The blonde girl said with a cute puzzled expression.

"I too had forgotten that happened…" Maya Natsume declared with a sweatdrop "Well... Not exactly, but it certainly wasn't at the forefront of my mind."

"Me too…" Takayanagi said with a sweatdrop of his own.

"See… That's what I'm talking about…" Pan pointed put, she then leaned her head backwards and started groaning. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaah… With that crap you did, I know I'm going to have to make amends… How odd no one has yet to raise a fuzz about it, though…" She trailed off at the end.

It was Viper who answered her inquiry. "As I told you when we met this morning… There's a bit of a religious crisis going on most of the developed countries right now… The revealing of the existence of goddesses has shaken the beliefs of millions, so people is starting to freak out wondering if all the stories from every single of the major religions in the world are true. For the last two days, the Vatican has been overflowing with all the people that have gathered in there to pray for guidance and let's not start talking about what is happening in the middle-east… Those extremist groups have been acting as if someone had struck a hornet's nest over their heads… Not good…" The sunglasses-wearing redhead said with a sanguine air.

"So, people are too busy going through a spiritual crisis to care about the things me and my minions have done? Talk about convenient." The alien girl commented with a raised eyebrow.

"Well, yes… Partially…" Viper admitted. "But also because people have started wondering what other legends are real, and since you have proven to have quite the uncanny luck to stumble into this sort of things…"

"Uck… Don't remind me… I'm sick of having crap that I need to deal with wherever I go because they affect me or my minions." Pan complained, making a face.

"Well, that's just it. Everybody is curious to see what other kind of things you're going to find, and what better way than watching your live stream? So trying to protest against your actions, whether intentional or not, seems like a waste. Not only because we humans lack the means to compel you to listen to us or conform to our laws or standards, but because it's also counterproductive for our wishes of seeing whatever else you manage to unearth."

Pan just stood there, blinking at what she had just heard. "I don't know how to feel about that…" It was all she could say. "That sounds… Wrong... Really, really fucking wrong… I mean seriously, what the actual fuck!? I'm not some trained monkey that dances under a tune for the entertainment of you humans…!" She said feeling a bit insulted.

Viper suppressed a wince, knowing that she had misspoken. "I admit that came out wrong. But what I'm trying to say is that people is really curious about since you're a powerful alien straight out of a comic book or manga, and that you are here on earth dealing with things that were considered just a myth for centuries…" The long red-haired woman said in ammendment.

Cammy turned to give a suspicious look at Viper. "Is that how everybody thinks in your country, or is it just the opinion of your superiors…?" She asked, with no small amount of loathing unable to be kept from her voice.

Viper surreptitiously coughed under her fist. "Well, I've made no effort from the very beginning to hide the fact that the Agency is interested in her technology and is willing to make a deal with her in exchange of direct access…"

Cammy just stood on her place with a face that told she had expected an answer like that. "Why I am not surprised that the CIA is willing to overlook Pan's mistakes and questionable actions if it will ensure for them to get what they want."

"I have no idea what you're talking about…" Viper simply said with a straight face.

Cammy just rolled her eyes. "Please! Every single of the major nations are aware of the messes that the CIA has done, funding terrorist cells to use as disposable shocktroops, assassinating political leaders and legally elected functionaries to destabilize or topple the goverments of entire countries, trafficking with drugs to gather funds… Your agency has a lot of skeletons in their closet to be able to sucessfully hide from the eyes of the rest of the world…" She said in a scolding tone before turning towards Pan. "Just because her superiors are amoral enough to work with you without raising a stink, doesn't mean that the rest of the world is okay with your actions and are not worried about what else you might do despite currently being focused with other matters that are calling for their attention. That is another of the reasons why I was sent in here since my government is also concerned about whether or not you're able to keep the people following you, many of them being dangerous criminals, under control. And that little stunt of your secretary didn't help to reassure anybody." She explained with a serious demeanor.

"Fuck! I knew this was going to come back and bite me in the ass…" Pan complained under her breath loudly, which was clearly heard by everybody.

Belldandy cleared her throat and stepped front to speak to the alien girl. "Regardless of wheter or not people are unnerved about your actions… You should offer apologies for what your secretary has done." She adviced.

Pan just stared up at her with a look of total incomprehension. "What…?" It was her eloquent answer.

"You should apologize for the horrible act of cannibalism and unnecessary cruelty that your follower carried on, granted there were some exceptional circumstances involved, but the entire situation was allowed to take place because of your orders, so the responsibility falls into you for things getting out of hand." She emphazised with a hint of seriousness at the end, showing a brief glance of the high ranking goddess she was underneath her usual calm and gentle exterior.

The alien girl just kept giving her a stare as she pondered about her words, not breaking eye contact with goddess not even for a second. At length, Pan offered a response to gauge Belldandy's reaction. "I'm of the mind of refusing your request, but I have the distinct suspicion that you're not going to let this go, aren't you…?"

The brunette goddess just smiled pleasantly and tilted her head slightly sideways, her demeanor clearly saying 'What do you think?'

Pan sighed. "Fine… I'll see what I can do once we get back to Tokyo, though I seriously doubt everything is going to be fixed with just a meager apology…" She said.

"It is a start…" Belldandy simply replied.

Pan pressed her lips together, refraining from commenting. "Right… Let's save this discussion for later. In the meantime we still have this little matter to take care of…" She said, gesturing towards Nagi, Iori and her secretaries.

Angel gave her a puzzled look. "What's there to take care of…? We already know these four are in danger of being possessed by evil spirits, so Lady Shoryuki is going to train them into how to use their spirit energy to protect themselves. I think that's very straight forward…"

"Yes, but I'm not so sure if they are the only ones among us who may be suffering from a similar condition." Pan commented iddly.

Whip gave her a flat look. "Since when does being suceptible of possession is considered a condition?" She dryly asked.

Pan gave her a look of her own and pointed at Shoryuki. "Apparently, since always if we're speaking about Kamis like her. Now stop being cute and hear me out!" She demanded.

"Megamis… The correct term for female goddesses is Megami." Belldandy supplied helpfully with her usual cheerful disposition.

Pan just stared with a plain look. "Anyway… I think it would be prudent to see if someone else among my minions and apprentices posess rare gifts just like this Dragon Fist and whatnot. I cannot device a proper training regiment for them unless I'm fully informed of anything that may bring unforseen consequences unless properly handled." She commented.

"Well, we could gather them right now in a single spot and have them run through my exercises under my watchful gaze and guidance, and see if anything comes up." Shoryuki said as motioned around the training ground to the students that were strewn about everywhere on their own separate cliques and spots alongside Pan's minions and the rest of the experienced martial artists.

Pan nodded in agreement at that idea. "Very well… Have them all step up front and do what you think might be best." She said, turning towards the dragon goddess expertise for this instance.

As it turned out, something did come up. For while everybody was doing the meditation katas and exercises as they started to connect with their inner spiritual energies, Aya's gaze suddenly turned distant as if under a trance, while her body kept moving through the motions on its own and her eyes turned in the same shape and color as Chou'un's, the expression on her face telling that she was witnessing something that only she could see. When whatever it was that was going on with Aya passed on, the young woman fell to the ground on her knees, panting with exhaustion. Shoryuki was at her side in and instant, a marveled look on her face.

"I can't believe this… It's been many centuries since someone of my kind saw a human with this gift… This is truly a wondrous ocassion." The dragoness exclaimed with great fascination as she helped Aya stand up while she examined her eyes at the same time.

"Oh, shit…" Maya mumbled to herself under her breath after seeing the little episode that her younger sibling had went through, knowing that one of the secrets of the Natsume family was about to be revealed. Those close to her took notice of her distress.

"What!? What is it!?" Asked Vice with obvious impatience.

"This girl posses the Ryuugan!" Shoryuki exclaimed with a great deal of excitement.

Both Ryu and his best friend Ken Masters looked shocked at that revelation. "The Ryuugan! The legendary eyes of the Dragon! My master spoke of it once, of the eyes from which no action can escape their sight, so powerful is their vision that they are able to peer into the past, present and future to witness any event… I thought it was just a myth…" The renowned wandering fighter exclaimed.

Kushinada swayed her head sideways in a negative without turning towards Ryu, her eyes focusing solely in the brunette girl under the care of the Dragon Goddess. "It is not a myth, it is just that the number of people who posses such rare gift is so few, that might as well be just a legend."

Shin from the Nanto Koshu Ken nodded in agreement. "That's true, even us practitioners of Nanto and Hokuto known of the existence of the Ryuugan. There are many rare and esoteric martial arts techniques throughout the world, some of them had become lost or their schools and lines extinct, but almost every single one existed at one point of history." He said with his grave and stoic voice.

It was the eternally young grandmaster's turn to nod. "Correct… As far as I'm aware, only one bloodline exist in the entire world that posses the Ryuugan. The Natsume clan…" At that statement, Kushinada's head whipped so fast in the direction of Maya that any normal human would have surely died from a broken neck due to the whiplash, the dark eyes of the beautiful century old grandmaster zonned completely upon the lilac-haired girl. Maya would be lying if she said she wasn't feeling greatly intimidated by the cold stare of the Jiu-jutsu master.

"Of course…" Kushinada commented absentmindedly. "That's why your name sounded familiar to me. Your clan is the one bloodline in which the Ryuugan manifests. I wasn't able to connect the dots until now because of all the issues that have been taking our attention away; the goddesses, and the dragon spirits and such… But now that I'm able to fully focus on this, I can't help but berate myself for not realizing it before; it was so glaringly obvious…" She said with a tone of self-recrimination in her voice.

"Well, we've been having our hands quite full lately, so it's not a surprise you failed to notice this issue." Whip said, uncharacteristically reassuring. "In any case, what about this bloodline that possess the Ryuugan?" She asked, getting the conversation back in track.

"Like Nagi here... The members of the Natsume clan are descended from Susanoo, but they are the descendants of the child he had with the goddess Amaterasu…" Kushinada explained.

Chun-Li frowned at that response. "The child that is product of incest and rape…?" Since she was a police officer, this sort of crimes that were taken to her notice and she was unable to do anything about were really upsetting for her.

Kushinada acknowledged with a nod. "Indeed. The direct descendants of Amaterasu are the only ones able to naturally develop the Ryuugan, though I suppose the Nagi could also become holders of the Dragon eyes if they were to use their skill for stealing other people abilities…" The beautiful century old grandmaster said as she rubbed her chin in thought with a dainty finger. "According to rumors, the current head, and until now, believed last member of the Nagi clan, since I didn't know she had a son." She said this while glancing at Souchiro, who suddenly had a look of a deer caught in the headlights. "Mikuko Nagi, once attempted to take all of the Dragon gifts into her body, but failed to do so just before trying to assimilate the Ryuugan, her body simply couldn't withstand the strain…"

"What happened to her?" Foxy asked rather intrigued.

Kushinada shrugged. "She lost an arm for what I've heard. Since then she's been traveling all around Japan as a spiritualist and exorcist for hire. She probably got that reputation due to the Dragon's Fist ability to feed from other people's Dou Ki." Nagi went all stiff after hearing Kushinada's explanation.

Miu began to scratch her head in puzzlement. "Why would she do that…? Didn't Lady Shoryuki explained us how dangerous was for the wielders of the Dragon Fist to be consumming the dark energies of other people." She asked as she glanced towards the blonde brawler and the Dragon Goddess.

Kushinada's eyes bore into Nagi in an instant with all the piercing coldness of the Artic, almost causing the poor boy to have a heart attack. "I suppose being a single mother who's missing an arm and is trying to raise a brat on her own without help must be pretty hard… She must not have the luxury of being picky about the methods at her disposal to secure a steady income." She commented in a seemingly dead tone, but that for some reason caused an unbearable amount of dread in the blonde brawler.

Nagi took his gaze away from the century-old grandmaster, unable to keep withstanding her cold visage. He began instead to recall all those times he would arrive back to an empty home, only to receive a call from the local hospital telling him that his mother had been injured. They never had enough money to pay for her stay, so he was forced to take his crippled mother back home where she would be confined to an old threadbare Futon for days on end, sometimes even weeks. Days he would spend looking after her, changing blood-stained bandages and making sure both of them had something to eat. But even in such state, his mother would always try for him to be well feed before her. "Mother… All this years… I didn't know..." He said with obvious distress.

It was elder Furunji who offered the blonde brawler some much needed kind words. "It is not unreasonable for a mother to want their own child to be safe even at expense of her own health… You should not blame yourself for the sacrifies your mother had to make while raising you."

Nagi could only give a half-hearted nod in acknowledgement, his mood heavy because of his troubled mind. "Thanks, old man…" He said in reply, though his cheer wasn't really in it.

"Wait a minute! Doesn't blood is supposed to dilute after many generations? How come Nagi and his mother where able to develop the same ability!? Once now and then after skipping several generations is understandable, but two in a row is unheard off…" Whip declared, blinking in puzzlement.

Shoryuki just shrugged without a care. "What can I say…? The blood of the Dragon is strong, especially when mixed with a touch of divinity. On each generation, even if is the offspring of mortal mates, at least one of their children will inherit the abilities of their parents and their parents before them, it has been like this without fail throughout the centuries all the way back to Susanoo himself."

"Does that mean any future children that Nagi, Maya or Aya might have, will have the Ryuugan?" Chou'un asked, pretty interested as these legendary eyes of the dragons were aesthetically identical to her own. The thought of other people with similar traits as her made her giddy on the inside.

"For those of the Natsume clan, there's a possibilty, yes…" Shoryuki confessed. "At least one of their children should be born possesing the Ryuugan. It is not a certain thing, though. They could be born with some other ability besides the Ryuugan, or the gift could jump a generation and their children be born without any special skill, though this unlikely but not unheard of. If that's the case then their grand-children will, without a doubt, born possesing the Ryuugan. Since your friend Maya here, hasn't show any sign of possesing the legendary eyes of the dragons yet, then his firstborn will surely have them." The dragoness explained.

"That's true; we haven't checked Maya, yet. Does she have the Ryuugan too…?" Kenichi asked pointing at his fellow apprentice.

Maya visibly sulked at that question as everybody turned to look at her. She began to rub one of her arms in hesitation as she felt the stares upon her, pressing her for an answer. "I do not have the Ryuugan or anything like that… I was born without any special skill, just a regular human being I'm afraid. Only Aya and my elder brother, who passed away a couple of years ago, were born possesing the eyes of the dragon." She confessed.

"You had an Oni-san too!?" Honoka asked with childish surprise, as she looked up at the lilac-haired buxom girl.

"Then your children will be born having either the Ryuugan or some other Draconic ability." Shoryuki answered simply. That statement didn't reassured Maya in the least, who remember what the Ryuugan had done to her elder brother, how he and both of their parents had died because of the Ryuugan.

"What's the big deal about this Ryuugan, anyways?" Bob Makihara questioned, slightly uncaringly. "Sounds like one of those weird magical eyes that appear in those overestimated Mangas about ninjas…" Many of the gathered fighters began to make ugly faces at that statement.

Kushinada in particular, seemed pretty affronted by that comment. "Do not dare to compare a mystical gift granted by the gods with those idiotic jutsus that appear in those pathetic drawings you young people like to read…" She said as she glared icy daggers at the American boy, her tone of voice so frigid that it could have frozen the entire oceanic mass of the Pacific, if Kula Daimond were to be here, she would have been impressed. Suffice to say that Bob was properly cowed; him and the rest of the students who had the disgrace of being standing close to him.

"What jutsus are you talking about?" Shoryuki inquired with a hint of curiosity since most of her techniques are Jutsus taught to her by her sensei Seitentaisei.

Kushinada let out a sigh of frustration as she counted to ten to calm herself. "I'm not going to speak about such shameful interpretation of combat techniques... You girl!" She commanded, pointing at Honoka (why of all people she had to chose her, no one could tell) who looked back at her with a confused expression and pointing at herself to make sure she was the correct person being adressed. "Explain to the goddess what she wants to know about these ridiculous mangas of yours…" She said before turning away without further word.

The little girl just shrugged and settled for heeding the instructions of her elder. "Okay…!" With a rather cheerful disposition it would seem. So Honoka proceeded to regale the Dragon Goddess about the specifics of the mangas that the young people of her age tends to read in these modern times, obviously with all the expressions and excitement that a child like her could make, which translates to a tale full of improvised battle noises, poses, gestures, yelling and called out attacks. Many of the hardened warriors just rolled her eyes at her antics, while others like the goddesses thought her to be cute. She did received the help of her brother and some of the other students from time to time to elaborate in a certain aspect when the little girl was letting herself be a little too carried away.

By the end of it all, Shoryuki was shaking her head with a little smile tugging at her lips. "Very cute, but I'm afraid real Jutsus don't quite work like that, and the Chakras are not a type of energy, but locations in the human body from which the KI flows and is stored… And real mystical eyes have more esoteric uses than just copy battle techniques or manipulate the elements or being able to see through objects… The Ryuugan uses for example, are not limited only to battle situations, though I can't deny the fact that when used in combat, it proves all but unbeatable since a master of the Ryuugan would be able to see all the actions his opponent would take long before he even thinks of doing it."

"What's the big deal about this Ryuugan, anyway?" Bob Makihara inquired further, still not understanding the importance of the Dragon's eyes.

Shoryuki sighed. "As your strong-looking companion has said…" She gestured towards Ryu. "The Ryuugan are the legendary Dragon eyes that grant true vision of any event, you can see things that have already happened, are happening right at this moment or will happen in the future regardless of distance. With those eyes you can see the destiny of every single living thing on the planet, their entire lives from the moment of their birth to that of their demise are laid out before you. The whole history of this planet, what once was, what now is, and what it will be, every single thing is at your grasp to witness and experience for yourself… For all intents and purposes, those who posess the Ryuugan can become truly and completely omniscient." The dragoness explained with outmost seriousness.

Foxy blinked with perplexity. "You mean if you have these eyes you can become into motherfucking Paul 'Muad'dib' Atrerides!?" The white-haired fencer exclaimed with a look of shock.

"Who…?" Nagi asked with boundless ignorance.

"It's a reference to a character from a book, that I'm pretty sure you haven't read because you're a damn blockhead!" Pan stated, actively neddling her apprentice for being an idiot and receiving an indignant shout of Hey! In return.

"You kids are hopeless…" Urd spoke for the first time in a while as she swayed her head sideways. "Even I have read that novel and I'm not known for being a nerd who likes to read that kind of stuff. I'm more of a shojo manga/ romance novels kind of girl myself." She declared, while setting a hand over her generous bosom to point at herself. "But regardless, that reference is very appropiate for this case…"

Lady Shoryuki cocked her head to a side in puzzlement. "I do not believe I have read this book you're talking about. Sorry, but I have very little interaction with the outside world thanks to my duties as guardian of Myoushinzan that keeps my entire schedule busy most of the time. I haven't stepped outside this mountain in more than three hundred years…" She confessed with a little embarassment. The gathered fighters took a moment to process the words of the Dragon Goddess, looking her from head to toes while taking stock of her appearance. Yes… they could truly believe that statement to be true.

It was Ryuubi who offered her an answer. "Paul "Muad'dib" Atrerides is a character from a book series named Dune, he was the product of a long Millenia-old eugenics program secretly implemented upon mankind to successfully develop a super-human that would become the messiah of mankind and rule over humanity's galactic-spanning empire in the book. He ends up developing powerful prescient powers that allowed him to see both into the past, present and future, and feel on his own flesh the experiences of all his genetic ancestors and descendants, effectively giving him the ability to predict the future of all mankind with a startling degree of accuracy." The bespectacled girl explained as she fixed her glasses.

Shoryuki just blinked. "Actually, that is indeed a very close description of what the Ryuugan can do. Except without the limitation of only focusing on your genetic relatives, as I had said before, no living thing on earth, be it man, animal or plant, can escape from the scope of the Ryuugan…"

"What about goddesses or demonesses?" Rose asked, involving herself in the conversation for the first time as she pointed with a dainty finger at the Daimakaicho's direction, the fake child in question simply giving one of her patented devious smirks.

"Those are actually one of the few beings that are able to hide from the gaze of the Ryuugan due to their Divine origin. Demi-gods also receive this protection due to their heritage, but further descendants with more diluted blood would require using other means to hide from the Ryuugan, whether through activation of some special skill granted to them by their lineage or some other mystical ability. Supernatural creatures can also hide their presence from the Ryuugan if they are either strong enough or too alien for the human mind to comprehend. Some magical rituals and protections also exist that can allow a person to hide from sight, but that's another subject entirely." The dragon goddess explained smartly. "But even with all these exceptions that still leaves more than 99% of all living things on the planet under the Ryuugan's range."

Now it was Ryuubi's turn to blink in perplexity. "That's too much information for a human brain to process; wouldn't the wielder of the Ryuugan be in danger of losing his mind under such overwhelming flood of data? In the book series, some of the other characters that also possesed prescient powers went insane as their minds were unable to cope with all the sensations that their abilities allowed them." She asked with a hint of concern.

Shoryuki's mood suddenly sobered and she acknowledged the bespectacled girl's worries with a nod. "Yes, indeed. That is a real danger that all the users of the Ryuugan must be careful not to fall into, delving too deeply into the Ryuugan's powers without previous training on how to control the influx of information will cause the user to inevitably lose his mind and lash out against the world around them. Like the wielders of the Dragon Fist, they will become a danger for themselves and other if they abuse their powers."

"These Draconic gifts certainly sound very impressive." Mature began to comment. "But the price of failure sounds too steep for anyone to willingly wish to possess them."

Maya turned her gaze down to her younger sister, taking notice of her exhausted condition, the way she was heavily panting due to the overload to her senses. Even after several minutes with everybody talking, she still hadn't been able to recover her breat. She bit her lower lip in indecision while troubled thoughts flowed through her mind, thinking if her sister was going to be subjected to the same fate that had befallen to her elder brother, and worrying about what she could do to prevent that.

She hesitantly began to raise her voice. "That's exactly what happened to my elder brother." She said, causing everyone to turn their attention over her. "The first time he activated the Ryuugan… It was simply too much for him… The great amount of information he was experiencing began to drive him insane and making him extremely violent. My father had to lock him in an old underground stone cell inside the ancient family state that was used to hold prisioners during the warring state era… He spent months confined to that place, alone, with all those voices inside his head. He once told me once when I visited him to bring him food that he could see the spirits of the dead, and that they called out to him. His screams could be heard throughout the entire state on the worst nights…" She remained quiet for a few moments seemingly lost in her memories, her gaze distant. "His condition kept worsening every day, until one fateful night he managed to escape from his prison and killed our parents with his own hands…" She said with a dejected voice.

Aya seemed shocked at hearing her sister's confession. "What!? Our older brother killed our parents! That can't be true!? I— I never would have imagine him capable of doing that… He was always nice and kind to me everytime I spoke with him… He—He's the one who looked after us and protected us during most of our childhoods after our parents died!" She exclaimed completely stricken, unable to relate the image of her kind and loving big brother with that of an insane violent monster that had killed their parents.

Maya looked at her remaining younger sibling with great pity. "You were just a toddler back then Aya. There's no way you could remember what happened that night…"

The younger Natsume needed a few seconds to process through what she had just heard, tears starting to swell in her eyes. "So when Mitsuomi killed our brother…" Aya spoke again, boundless sadness being reflected on her gaze. "Was it because he needed to be put down…? Is that what happened!? Did our brother become too much of a threat in his madness that his friend was forced to kill him…?"

Maya took her gaze away from her sibling, unable to look her straight at the eyes without feeling guilty. She began to pace around the training field seemingly lost in thought. The people gathered limiting themselves to follow her actions with their sight in silence. "Mitsuomi didn't kill our brother… That was a lie I told you to protect you from the truth, as to not tarnish the image you had of him. But I do blame Mitsuomi for what happened to our brother, if he hadn't been so stubborn, if he had only stepped back when I begged him to do it… Then maybe Shin would still be alive…" She paced a little more before continuing. "The thing is, our brother was simply too strong for even Mitsuomi to defeat. Our brother had hoped that maybe he would be strong enough to stop him, but he wasn't, and ultimately, all Mutsuomi did was awake the darkness inside our brother unrestrained. Shin almost killed Mitsuomi as result, he went feral and was very close to destroying the entire arena during the tournament to elect the next executive council. I thought the entire fiasco was going to end in a massacre; it was so scary, so terrible to behold. Only the intervention of Mana Kuzunoha, our brother's girlfriend, was the only thing able to stop our brother's rampage. But it was at the cost of her life, and even then it wasn't enough, our brother simply couldn't take it anymore, he couldn't continue living with the madness inflicted by the Ryuugan and in the end… In the end, he committed suicide while holding his dying girlfriend in his arms in front of everybody's eyes…"

Maya was shivering, hugging herself by the shoulders by the end of her tale, the memory of her brother's death causing her great distress. No one dared to comment on it, and simply allowed her to have all the time she might need. She composed herself after a few tense minutes. "I am sorry Aya for not telling you the truth until now…" She turned around to look back at her sister and the Dragon Goddess standing over her. "But yeah, that is the reson why I don't have fond memories of the Ryuugan. To tell the truth, I'm terrified that my little sister is starting to develop the same ability as our brother and I'm scared she's going to suffer the same fate without me being able to do anything to stop it." She stared at Lady Shoryuki right in the eyes, the Dragon goddess able to clearly see the unshed tears threatening to fall at any moment. "So I really need to know Lady Shoryuki. Will you able to succesfully train Aya into mastering the Ryuugan without going insane in the process…?"

The redheaded Dragoness replied almost immediately without hesitation, knowing how serious the situation was, her demeanor completely stoic. "Yes…! On my word as a Dragon Goddess, I promise you I am able to make sure your sister can master the Ryuugan without losing her mind. You can trust me on this…"

The answer seemed to be enough to lilac-haired buxom teenager, who gave a nod of her own. "Okay… I will believe in your words…"

"How are you going to do that?" Miu asked; concern pretty evident in her features.

Shoryuki took a moment to glance at the girl at her feet and asses her condition. Her brow furrowing in thought a moment later. "Miss Aya… Is that your name is it…?"

Aya replied with a couple of nods without looking up at the goddess, still remaining in the ground trying to recover from her weariness.

Shoryuki continued. "Aya… Did you saw something, anything, when you activated your Ryuugan? A vision maybe of either the past, present or future?" She inquired not unkindly.

The brunette girl replied with another nod. "I saw… I think I saw... A girl dressed in blue being chased by many attackers shrouded in shadows… The Silhouette of a boy, spinning with great speed and able to shot great dragons made of fire from a swing of his arm, a demonic being with eight arms capable of great destruction… The red feathers of the phoenix… Red eyes on the shape of a woman, wielder of a monstrous strength… Another woman, a priestess, completely dressed in white, long and lush hair of a strong ebony like the darkest night…" Aya flinched a little in pain, a sudden headache keeping her from recalling further parts from her vision. "That's all I can remember right now…"

Shoryuki seemed pensive after hearing Aya's words, but offered no insight as to what she was thinking.

Maya spoke again. "That part about the red feathers of the Phoenix… I am pretty sure it refers to the rest of the F organization; the organization that Sohaku was secretly commanding from the shadows with Mitsuomi as its public figurehead before you smashed his operation down and leaved him to freeze his ass off in the middle of the Artic." She said as she turned towards Pan.

"You think they're going to try something to avenge their fallen leader?" The alien girl asked in reply.

Maya shook her head in indecision. "Not sure, maybe… I don't think you have anything to worry about them since it's pretty unlikely they'll be able to do anything to hurt you. But some of the other draconic abilities are of a more insidious nature than just sheer physical power, these are the clans founded by the rest of the children of Susanoo that we are talking about! They posess esoteric abilities passed down by their divine ancestors." She stated with emphasis.

"I recognize the name of Sohaku…" Shoryuki spoke. "An if what you say is true and these red feathers represent the clans of the children of Susanoo, then I think we should look more into the vision that your sister had…" She counseled.

Maya posture became guarded as she looked at the dragon goddess with suspicion. "You're going to have Aya use her Ryuugan again." It was not a question, but an affirmation.

Shoryuki confirmed with a nod. "Yes… But as I promised you, I will not let anything happen to your sister, not while she is under my supervision. I will personally oversee the activation of her Ryuugan and guide her through the overload of information…" The dragoness explained.

Maya seemed to accept that, she then began to shift her feet as she looked over all the people in the immediate surroudings, clearly holding reservations about asking her next question. "Are you going to have Aya taking out her clothes to use the Ryuugan, don't you?"

Shoryuki blinked before a look of realization fell over her features. "Ah, it is true… The fibers from clothing interfere with the clarity of the visions received by the Ryuugan. That will not be necessary while we are here in Myoushinzan. This is the seat of my power, where I have access to an unlimited amount of energy. For this ocassion, I will lend the power necessary for the Ryuugan to function properly without any interference, it will also allow me to shield Aya's mind against external contamination and prevent a sensory overload. Later I will make sure to teach her how to protect her own mind herself."

Aya didn't understood fully more than half of what Shoryuki was about to do, but she got the gist that she would protect her against the more infectious nature of the Ryuugan. "Okay… how are you going to do that?"

"Simple…" The dragon Goddess said before powering up, her figure being enveloped by a white aura as she put a raised finger near her mouth. "I'll use my blood as a medium to transmit my energy into you." Shoryuki then bit into the tip of her index finger with her canine until drawing blood, and held the leaking finger on display before crouching down over Aya. "Please don't move." She commanded as she gently used her other hand to keep the brunette girl's face in place while approaching her bleeding finger with the other.

The Dragon goddess drew symbols with her blood on both of Aya's cheeks, brow and chin, and then pressed her bleeding finger upon the tip of her lips before inserting it inside her mouth and smearing her blood upon the girl's upper and lower front teeth and gums. Aya could feel the coppery taste of the goddess blood in her mouth; she sensed a reaction almost immediately the moment the blood touched her lips, as if a sudden rush of vitality exploded through her body, her lingering exhaustion and weariness dissapearing in an instant. Once done, Shoryuki removed her finger away from the girl and took it to her own mouth to suck on it, her cut dissapearing completely once she took it out.

"Let us begin okay…" The red-headed dragoness declared as she leaned towards Aya. The girl looking startled for a moment and blushing briefly for some reason at the Goddess closeness, she replied with a meek nod.

Shoryuki grabbed Aya's face by the sides with just the tip of her fingers, and pushed her head backwards gently as she pressed her thumbs underneath the girl's eyes. Her motion coming to a stop until her skull was left hanging backwards, being held solely by the fingers of the goddess. Aya could see nothing else but the starry sky shining brightly above the roofless internal training grounds.

"Just open your mind and relax, let my voice be your guide through this ordeal…" Shoryuki said gently as her eyes flashed gold and changed to show her draconic nature. A surge of energy exploding from her body in waves, making the sigils on Aya's face to glow white, the girl feeling how her own eyes began to change.

"Let the blood of the Dragon inside of you awaken…!" Shoryuki declared as the Ryuugan within Aya awakened and her own draconic eyes were revealed, the veil of time parting for both girl and goddess. The younger Natsume could do nothing but let out a muffled scream at as her mind became one with the infinite.

"What the hell!?" Yelled a startled Juri as she reared back alongside many of the warriors present, the activation of the Ryuugan causing a very visible effect on their immediate surroundings that was impossible to ignore for the people witnessing the proceedings, it seemed as if everybody had entered into another dimension again, trapped in the middle of a funnel of stars and shinning specks of light. From beyond the blackness between the points of light a cacophony of voices could be heard, like whispers from a distance. A uninteligible gibberish that was impossible to understand due to a million voices speaking at the same time. If one focused his gaze in the inky darkness for some time, it appeared as if shapes began to take form among the twilight, flowing and stirring like water. The gathered martial artists were very unsettled by their new surroundings.

"What is going on…?" Asked Kenichi rather disturbed.

"Oooops…!" Lady Shoryuki said as she akwardly began to rub the back of her head in embarassment, nevermind the fact that she was still overflowing with power and glowing like a searchlight. "I think I put a little too much juice to power the Ryuugan. Sorry… It appears you guys were trapped in its effects too…"

Pan didn't seem awfully concerned about their change in scenery, as she iddly inspected their new surroundings with her usual bored face. "So what's all this about? Is this how you receive visions from the Ryuugan?" She asked with mild curiosity.

"Indeed." Lady Shoryuki confirmed with a nod. She gestured with one hand towards the shifting shadows and noises beyond the shining dots of light. "These are the reflections of all the lives that have walked or will walk upon the earth. It is from this shifting mass of shadows that we must wade in search of that tiny speck of truth that will reveal to us what the future has in store for us. As you can clearly see, it is a very daunting task for the uninitiated."

The more knowledgeable on the group, like Ryuubi, Foxy or Mikami, stared at the swirling mass of shadows to get an idea of what getting all that information into your mind in a single instance would be like. They weren't reassured at what they saw.

"I've heard the expression; this way leads to madness, before…" Foxy commented. "But I've never expected to see such a blatant and obvious example of it during my lifetime…"

"You are pretty accurate in your assesment." Lady Shoryuki said. "Most mortals minds wouldn't be able to cope with the insight provided by the Ryuugan, it is only my influence that is keeping all of these shadows at bay from sweeping all of you and overwhelming your minds. I would really advice that none of you try to step beyond these boundaries…" She said while motioning to the funnel of stars that surrounded what once were the walls of the training ground. The words of the goddess alarming the fighters that were pacing around, exploring this new place, students and martial artists suddenly feeling oppresively cramped as they all gathered in a single spot while trying to stay as far away from the circling spots of light as possible. Pan didn't even try to supress her need to face-palm.

"Could you please just focus on the matter at hand and finish whatever is that you're trying to do." The alien girl pleaded wishing for this annoyance to finally come to an end. "This entire thing looks more bothersome to me than what it actually is worth. Are we sure trying to discern the plans of the red feathers will be worth our time? What can they possibly do after I've dealt with their leader Sohaku, seeing that he is most likely death at this point…" She disdainfully commented while crossing her arms in irritation.

"Though you've done a great thing for putting Sohaku out of circulation for the time being, the threat he represents is yet not quite from being done…" A sudden voice spoke, catching everybody off-guard.

The entire group turned their heads up in the direction of the voice, only for a general blush to strike everybody on their suddenly stupidly shocked faces, before turning their gaze away in embarassment, and in some cases, blocking their sudden nosebleeds with a hand to stem the flow of blood threatening to explode from their faces. For above the heads of the gathered group was a very atractive, buxom, and most importantly, naked woman floating over with her arms extended. The woman had an astonishing uncanny resemblance with Maya Natsume as she shared not only the same facial features and… Ahem… well developed figure. But also the same long lilac haired, the only difference between them would be her obvious draconic eyes, evidence of the woman's possession of the Ryuugan, which would explain her nakedness as any kind of fiber would interfere with the visions granted by the dragon eyes. The only garment (more like an accesory) she was wearing, was a collar made of black feathers around her dainty neck.

Juri had a big lecherous smile on her face, as she shamelessly oggled the newcommer while making crass cat-calls. "Well, it seems things are finally looking up around this place…"

Morrigan turned at her with a wicked grin of her own. "So it seems… I must say I certainly wasn't expecting such an erotic present to appear in front of us, not with how prudish most of you humans are. I have to admit I'm pleasantly delighted by the surprise…" She said with a chuckle.

Yokoshima would have been leering at the woman right now, if it wasn't because he had passed out into the ground after a massive nosebleed that showered everything and everyone standing in front of him red for a great distance. The Denim clad boy laying unconcious in the floor with a stupidly happy grin on his face. Mikami wasn't pleased.

"I hope you die and go to hell Yokoshima! Make sure to send my regards to the Daimakaicho!" A furious Mikami said with a look of a thousand hounds from the underworld and she stomped her feet relentlessly upon the unresponsive form of his aide. Her other assistant Ukino was desperately trying to restrain her from behind and keep her from causing any permanent injury to the Denim-clad boy.

"Mikami, please stop! You could seriously end up hurting Yokishima."

"That's the idea Ukino…!" The red-head replied as she continued stomping on the head of the raggedy boy.

Pan ignored the antics of the Ghost-sweeper and focused on the newcomer, able to look at her without much discomfort since her race isn't know for having much of a sense of modesty (whether their own or other people) and this is much more apparent in young Saiyans like her, though she did felt self-concious at seeing the woman's much, much well developed body compared to her own. Again she began to feel a pang of jealously sprouting inside her which made her want to curse at the heavens at the perceived unfariness that was the fact that every single one of the females she has meet while on this planet is much more attractive than her. Female pride and all that… She knows intellectually that it is useless to rage over such silly thing, especially when her own body has yet to enter its own developing stage, but it was hard as hell sometimes to keep her temper in check, especially towards blatant displays like this that did nothing but hammer that fact home and make it even more apparent.

Pan tersely pointed a finger at the naked floating woman. "Who are you? And will it hurt you to wear some clothes!? You're distracting my minions!"

"Awwww, c'mon Pan, please don't be a partypopper. I was enjoying the view so much…" Juri whined. Again, Pan refrained from commenting about the actions of her followers.

The naked woman too decided to ignore the horned-haired woman and answered the alien girl's question. "My name is Iyo Natsume, daughter of Himiko Amaterasu and Gao-Kishi Takehaya Susanoo Onomikoto." She said evenly with a bow.

The gathered martial artists and divine beings had certainly not expected that revelation.

Juri frowned. "You are the unknown rape child product of the incestuous violation of Amaterasu by that bastard Susanoo?" She said with all the bluntness of a sledgehammer. Pan face-palmed, hard… She wasn't the only one as more than half of the people present were also doing the same; the rest was simply sweat-dropping, mind-boggled at her incredible lack of tact. Even the Daimakaicho had been left stumped.

Whip turned to give her fellow enforcer a disbelieving look. "Seriously Juri…? Your subtlety sucks…!" The purple clad Tae kwon-doist scowled at that.

The recently introduced Iyo Natsume didn't seem to mind the atrocious manners of the Korean woman in the least. "That is correct. I've had many years to come to terms with the situation behind my birth; so do not worry about me taking any slight for pointing them out." She calmly said.

Pan decided to change the subject and get back to the matter at hand since the situation was awakward enough with just Iyo's nakedness to deal with. "So what brings you here to try to get in contact with us…? How did you get here in the first place? Are you a spirit or something? You are the child of Amaterasu and Susanoo from almost two and a half millenia ago. I doubt you are still alive after all that time?" She inquires thoughtfully.

The corners of the lilac-haired beauty's mouth turned slightly upwards in a small grin. "I am not a spirit if that's what you're wondering. From your perspective, I have certainly passed away many centuries ago, but I've yet to draw my last breath from mine, the time for my demise is still a little far away before it arrives."

"What are you trying to say, my lady…?" Okinu asked respectfully despite her obvious confusion, trying her best to avert her eyes from all the bare flesh on display, a strong rosy tint on her cheeks.

"I am using the power of my Ryuugan to send a mental projection into your time in order to communicate with all of you, which should explain the reason about my current lack of modesty since I require that no fiber be in contact with my skin to be able to use the full extent of the capabilities of my eyes. My physical body remains in relatively safety back on my own time." The naked beauty explained simply.

That answer left her listeners reeling for a moment as they let her words sink. Mature squinted her eyes at the founder of clan Natsume. "You're telling me- Us… That your eyes, not only allow you to look into the future, but also send an image of yourself to whatever age you are looking at, that allows you to interact with the world you are visualizing?" The blonde secretary began to stammer in her shock, words failing her to express her astonishment. "That's… That's…"

"So broken…!" Whip finalized for her. "You do understand that doing something like that basically allows you to directly influence and change the course of history!? You're practically making yourself responsible for the direction that countless human lives will take by moving strings behind curtains! No single indivual should be able to hold that much power! That's something that incurs too deeply in the realm of…" Whips eyes widened in realization as her mind began to understand the implications of what was being done. "The realm of…"

"The realm of a god?" Daimkaicho Hild stated with a devilish grin. "That is the great power of real mystical eyes. They have many great hidden uses that are not so simple to discern underneath their main apparent effect. Though that doesn't mean their more obvious applications are anything to scoff at. The power to dominate the minds of anyone you lay eyes on, to turn living matter into stone but with a look, to peer the veil of time, and even… To see how to utterly and completely destroy any object or individual in your line of sight in order to give death to any enemy no matter how powerful but with a few cuts and a flick of the wrist…" She said as she beamed a wide terrible smile.

Urd was galvanized by what she considered the revelation of too much sensitive information from the part of her biological progenitor. "Hild… keep a lid on it, will ya'? You know it is forbidden to be speaking about such eyes in the presence of mortals…" The bronze-skinned goddess warned at her estranged mother.

The Queen of all Demons just kept grinning, that utterly infuriating and mocking grin of hers. "That may be true to the goddesses under the command of Kami-sama… But it is not so for one such as I who holds a position of equal standing as his own…" She taunted.

Urd growled in irritation, not being in the mood for her mother's games. "You signed a mutual agreement pact with Kami-sama that forbids any god or demon from casually revealing that sort of information to any mortal…!" She stated testily.

The Daimakaicho just shrugged without any concern. "That silly agreement seems rather obsolete by this point. Most mortals are already currently aware of the existence of our kind and that of Mystic eyes… Seems better to explain everything upfront to avoid the humans from making erroneous assumptions in the future…" She replied offhandedly.

The white haired goddess didn't believed for a minute in the words of her progenitor, one always has to be suspicious about the Daimakaicho's motives because more often than not she has a hidden agenda lying underneath. "I don't believe in anything you say, you never do anything without expecting to gain something in return…" She stated as she crossed her arms and glared pointedly at the Daimakaicho.

Once more, Hild seemed unconcerned about her daughter's accusations as she simply waved them off. "If that is what you believe then there's nothing I can tell you that will change your mind, so I will not bother with wasting my breath." She then teleported in front of Urd, floating straight into her face, Mother and daughter staring at each others eyes. "I know how frustratingly stubborn you can be once you put your mind into it. Something you clearly got from me and from which I am proud off..." Hild then began to pinch her daughter's cheeks with both hands in an affectionate but strained gesture that was used to convey both her love and frustration towards her single child. "But why much you cause so much grievances to your own mother!? You know that all I do is because I care about you!" She said as she put too much unnecessary force into Urd's cheeks.

The white haired goddess finally had enough of her mother's anticts and roughly swated the hands of the fake child away. "That is enough Hild! I'm not in the mood of having the same old argument with you again!" She said decidedly.

Pan decided to steer the conversation back in tracks rather than having to deal with another discussion between the two obstinate women. "In any case, I'm not surprised this woman has an ability that could be considered worthy of only a deity…" The alien girl said pointing at the naked floating Iyo who remained impassive at every ocurrence. "Not much surprises there… Isn't she the daughter of a goddess and a demi-god? Her blood is only 1/4th human. She's practically a Kami on her own right…"

"Megami…" Belldandy corrected placidly.

Pan sighed in frustration. "Megami… Anyway, taking that into consideration, it shouldn't be shocking that she is able to do things with those eyes of her that are pretty much impossible for your regular average Joe."

"That is only partially correct." The naked beauty amended. "Though it is true that my blood is three quarters divine, the human heritage in my veins causes too much divergence in my genes for me to be considered a full deity. A real Kami is still many leagues above my own strength, and would have not much trouble dispatching me if I ever were to confront one. So technically, I'm just considered to be a demi-god. And despite that what you managed to figure out about my Ryuugan is mostly true, there are still some limitations I am subjected on its use. I can only influence people in their dreams, sending visions into their minds about future events and the steps and actions deemed necessary to either prevent them or allow them to come to pass, it all depends in the nature of the event. I cannot directly interact with the ages I see on my visions; only stand witness of what is happening. I can only reveal myself and personally speak on this way to others who posses a fully awakened Ryuugan. The only reason you and your followers are able to see and hear me, is because you got caught in the effects of Aya's Ryuugan due to your close proximity to her and the great boost of energy that is being provided by Lady Shoryuki…" Iyo Natsume explained placidly with an even expression.

The dragon goddess again started to rub the back of her head in embarassment. "Yeah… Again I offer my apologies; I wasn't paying much attention on how much power I was pouring into Aya's Ryuugan, I was more focused in shielding her mind against the overload of information…" She said sheepisly.

Pan just waved her apologies off as she adressed Iyo again. "That's fine… So what is that you were trying to warn us about? What was that you were saying about Sohaku?" She prompted.

The beautiful Lilac-haired woman accepted the opening. "As I was saying, though you managed to stop the plans of Souhaku for the moment, and made sure he doesn't return any time soon to restart them. I'm afraid to tell you he is not quite dead yet…"

Pan felt the need to sigh in irritation. "Let me guess, he possess some secret dragon power that allows him to cheat death." The alien girl said in a deadpan tone, nothing could ever be simple on her life, right?

Iyo confirmed with a nod. "Correct, Sohaku has the ability to store all his KI and essence into his left eye, so in the case his current body is struck down, all that is needed is for his eye to be transplanted into another body for him to take over it."

"Well, that sounds like a bummer…" Pan commented. "Then again, that only means that all I have to do is destroy his left eye to finally be rid of him."

The naked beauty swiveled her head sideways in a negative. "I'm afraid is not that simple, because Sohaku is the son of Susanoo, his divine heritage granted to him for being the direct descendant of a Demi-god allows for his essence inside his left eye to be impervious against any kind of damage from the mortal world as it is in a constant state of flux between the material plane and an interior dreamworld inside Sohaku's soul." Iyo explained.

Pan felt like groaning at that revelation. "Then that means even if I blow up this entire planet, that damn eye would still remain without a scratch, floating placidly among the shattered remains of this world. That's just great…!" She exclaimed with dry sarcasm.

"Isn't there a way to destroy that eye?" Whip asked in puzzlement. "Maybe some other draconic power could help to nullify Sohaku's abilities…" She theorized.

The naked lilac-haired beauty acknowledged that supposition with a nod. "Actually, there is a way to nullify Sohaku's power…" She mentioned.

That caught Pan's attention. "Seriously? How?"

"It would require the use of my clan's family blade, the sword Reiki, a weapon that I created it myself…"

"You created Reiki?" Aya interrupted in great surprise at discovering the origins of the ancient Natsume blade. A sword that many times in the past she has felt some kind of connection with it, as if a voice were calling to her and asked her to wield the sword.

Maya simply shrugged and dismissed her little sister surprise. "Well… She is the founder of our clan." She said gesturing towards the projection of Iyo. "Who else but her would have created the sword that's been with our family for generations…?"

The Natsume Matriarch replied with another nod. "Correct. As I was saying, I will require the use of my clan's ancient familiy blade, and also the assistance of my descendant for this endeavor."

"Aya?" Pan wondered as she gestured towards the brunette.

Iyo shook her head in a negative. "No… My other descendant." She said as she focused her gaze on Maya, the people present turned to also stare at the lilac-haired teen.

Maya seemed really taken aback by that declaration. "What? Me!? But I am simply a regular girl without any kind of special abilities! I don't know what I could possibly do to help in nullifying Sohaku's power!"

"It is true that you were born without any kind of ability or power, but you are more than just a regular girl. You are the chosen guardian for Reiki." Iyo Natsume began to explain. "All your life you have been dedicated to restrain the power of the sword, to keep people like your brother from wielding it and being overtaken by the power that the sword gives. Although the Reiki is able to slay evil and cut through KI, it can only be used to its full extent once it reacts to the power of the user as you well know. Those who have a great control over their own KI and a strong mental fortitude are able to use the sword safely, those who do not end up inevitably destroyed by the very weapon they try to wield. Since your senses are blind and deaf to this higher manipulation of KI, it makes you the perfect sheat to keep the power of Reiki at bay. For years you've either been in contact or in close proximity of the sword, making sure it is never used, your body soaking in the energies emitted by the blade during all that time, energies that have ingrained themselves into your very being…" The naked beauty paused for a moment to let the information settle.

Maya didn't know if she should be surprised or horrified by that information, she rembered quite well the violent reactions that Reiki had on her brother. But then remember that the sword just boosts the special powers of its wielder, and that simply leaved her confused as she doesn't posses a special power whatsoever.

Iyo kept speaking. "And there lays the key to finally destroy Sohaku…"

Before the naked woman could continue with her explanation, Pan butted in need of some answers. "Why are you so adamant in destroying Sohaku? Why is he so important that you have to send a projection through time in order to tell us all this? I could simply leave him where I dumped him in the Artic and let him froze his ass for hundreds of millenia. Whatever the case, He ain't being a threat any time soon."

Iyo disagreed with that statement with a shake of her pretty head. "That is not a viable solution. His followers are still at large and they will stop at nothing until they bring their lord back, no matter how much time and effort it may take. They are just as enduring as him." She stated before proceeding to give her reasons on her focus on Sohaku. "I have spent years using my Ryuugan, peering through countless eras and subtly guiding events and nudging people behind the scenes in an effort of finally find a way to bring an end for Souhaku and his reing of terror and suffering. He is my brother, I know him better than any other and sadly; he inherited too much from our father to pose a threat to the entire world. It is my duty as daughter of Amaterasu to stand against him and find a way to put an end to his evil." She said with a rather determined tone in her seemingly impassive face.

Still Pan wasn't convinced if Sohaku as he was right now was worthy enough for her and her minions to trouble themselves in trying to give him a true death. "But why? What could Sohaku possibly do to endanger the entire planet? What are his plans anyways? All I got from the remains of F's headquarters was some reference to a so called Resonance Effect that Sohaku was trying to implement. I don't even know what the hell that is?" She exclaimed with a dumbfounded face.

Iyo was unfazed by the alien girl's puzzlement and simply proceeded to clarify her doubts. "The resonance effect is a special occurrence that happens between those who possess special abilities, predominantly common among those who have a draconic power. When two individuals wielding a special ability, or with the potential of wielding one available in their blood, are in close range of each other for a certain length of time, their powers begin to link and resonate between them. This allows their abilites to support each other to better develop and mature faster, becoming more powerful overtime just by being near another wielder and increasing the range where this effect can take place, and those who have yet to manifest their gifts would soon found their abilities becoming active on their own, so if another person posessing special abilities is found within the limits of the improved range, then the process repeats itself and the range keeps increasing more and more."

"Okay, I can understand that." Pan said. "The powers develop themselves faster when near each other and the range of effect keeps getting bigger and bigger the more people get inside its ever expanding borders." She summarized. "But that doesn't explain what Sohaku aims are with this effect."

"Please, allow me to finish with my explanation." The naked woman requested. "What Sohaku wants is to cause this effect on a global scale so that every person with special gifts would have their powers manifest fully. Though you may think this objective is not particularly a bad thing and may even be doable from a certain point of view, Sohaku's reasons to acomplish this are far from altruistic. He believes those people with special gifts are the next natural step of human evolution, so he is looking to start a war between those who posses special abilities and the rest of common mankind. A war that would not end until most of humanity is either enslaved or eradicated by the gifted who would rise to become the masters of the new world order, with Sohaku at the top as the sole and only ruler."

By the end of her explanation, the gathered people were looking at Iyo with several degrees of disbelief.

Whip cocked her head to a side as she stared oddly at the naked woman. "That plan is so ridiculous, unimaginative and cliché. It sounds as if he got the idea straight out of a comic book. Who the hell this Sohaku thinks he is, Magneto? Or is it Doctor Doom with all that world domination stuff?" She said in the drollest and deadpan tone she could muster. She clearly was not impressed.

"It's certainly not the most creative plan ever I admit." Foxy said clearly in agreement. "It's so full of holes and it is obvious that it will ultimately be doomed to failure since it puts him at odds against most of mankind including powerful martial artists like those in our group or grandmasters like those from the Ryonzanpaku or YAMI, and also because his plan doesn't ensure that those who have powers manifesting on them would either agree with his aims or be loyal to him. But that doesn't mean this plan will not prove a big enough nuisance before Sohaku is stopped or that millions of people will die in the process as result."

Elder Furungi assumed a thougthful stance as he passed a hand through his long beard. "That is true… We of the Ryozanpaku would have certainly risen against that kind of opression if that Sohaku decided to come around looking for trouble. I am also certain our counterparts of YAMI would have also done the same since their aims would have been naturally in opposition of each other." He iddly said as and afterthought.

Mikumo Kushinada seemed to agree with a sharp nod. "Indeed. Though YAMI objective was also to start a world war, we all joined in the belief that it would allow us to ensure the trascendence of our killer arts by giving us a challenge worthy enough to test our skills against and prove the superiority of martial arts. Regardless whether or not we are followers of the Satsujinken or the Katsujinken, we all have achieved our levels of superhuman strenght after many grueling hours of constant training. So the idea of individuals with special powers believing themselves superior to us just because they have abilities out of the norm and think they can stand up to us without having set foot inside a Dojo in their whole lives, well… Let's just say none of us are much of the mind of letting that kind of insult pass…" She said with a very scary and tense stance.

Shin from the Nanto Koshu Ken also gave a nod of agreement. "I agree with Kushinada-Dono on this matter. No practitioner of Nanto would simply remain standing by and let others make false boasts of being stronger than our art without having proven themselves first." He gestured towards Kenshiro and Toki. "I'm sure my friend Kenshiro and his brothers would also not be afraid from showing this Sohaku and his followers a glimpse of the might of Hokuto if given the chance. Though their reasons for doing so would be more honorable and altruistic than mine if I'm to be honest, and would only do so in order to protect innocent lives."

Toki brought a hand to his chin in thought after that little speech. "I'm not so sure that would apply to my brother Raoh since he too fights only for himself and wishes to prove he's the strongest in the world… But I'm pretty certain he too would end up in conflict with this Sohaku at some point. But yes, as practitioners of Hokuto, it is our duty to stand against the injustice of the world wherever we may find it. That is something our Master Ryuken made sure to teach us well. I just sometimes hope that the lesson would have stuck better with our brother…" He explained calmly while Kenshiro simply nodded stoically at his side.

Ryu too agreed with the rest of his fellow martial artists. "I too would end up opposing this man and his forces, just the same as I opposed Shadaloo and Bison. Both their plans for the world sound uncomfortably similar for my tastes…"

Ken Masters, Ryu's best friend, seemed pensive for a moment. "They do sound pretty similar isn't it? Bison was trying to conscript strong fighters into his organization so that he could take over the world. This Sohaku wishes to trigger an event that will give a lot of people what could be considered superpowers so that he can later conscript them into his organization and take over the world… Yup, I can see the similarities, so I guess that also makes him our enemy, eh Ryu?" He lightly teased at his old pal with a roguish smirk.

"And also mine for that mere fact alone." Chun-Lin commented with a determined stare.

"Mine too…" Cammy White interjected with strong emphasis.

"And mine…" Rose said. "We cannot allow another man with the same goals as Bison to threat the stability of this world. Also, he most likely will come after me at some point due to my psychic powers."

Even Juri seemed to be in agreement with the general concensus. "If this man is truly just like Bison… Then I guess he's on my list of people I want to kill too…" She turned towards Cammy and Chun-Li and gave both women a deranged mocking grin. "Guess that makes us partners for the time being, don't you think girl-scout?" The only response she got from her rivals was some nasty glares that only caused her to chuckle in amusement.

"I am a little worried about this resonance effect myself…" Mature admitted. "What if it manages to awaken the Orochi blood in anyone possessing even the most minuscule trace of it? It would give the Orochi a great amount of vessels from which to choose and all but allow him to resurrect back into the world." She said with a hint of worry as she thought about the implications.

"That would suck balls…" Vice commented, clearly diserhartened by that notion.

Iori Yagami scowled, hard… "If he intends to aid the Orochi in coming into this world, no matter if it is indirectly, then that makes him my enemy too… So he is as good as dead. Besides, hearing how he would try to forcefully recruit anyone possessing a special ability, then he would most likely come after us at some point to try to conscript us against our will. So that doubles him as my enemy since I don't let just anyone to tell me what to do." He spat harshly as he raised a hand and ignited it in purple flames.

Maxima turned towards his friend K'. "That means he is our enemy too K'. Since he will come for you because of your abilities and he will have to go through Whip and I first to get to you."

The white-haired man just nodded with a sober expression. "And I don't intent to put my sister on unnecessary danger on my behalf…" He said with outmost seriousness.

Foxy groaned as she tossed her head back. "That also means that this crazy bastard will try to go after Kula too… So Diana will undoubtly stand on his way to keep him from taking her away, and I cannot allow anything from threatening my partner…" She exclaimed dejectedly as she pressed two fingers on the bridge of her nose. She turned towards the Saiyan teenager. "Paaaaaaaan! Why didn't you toss this Sohaku into space instead of leaving his ass freezing in the artic, or at the very least, made sure his entire organization was disbanded and his followers could not pose a threat?" She whined.

Pan was kind off insulted by that remark, as she opened her arms wide open in a 'WTF!?' expression. "How the hell did you expected me to know that this asshole was able to cheat dead in such arbitrary way!? I thought from all those old pictures and ancient portraits in his base that he had some serious regenerative ability that kept him from getting old so that's why I decided to let him turn into a popsicle in the artic. Nor could I chase after his followers since they did the smart thing and ran the hell away as soon as they saw me, I was more focused in taking care of Sohaku than dealing with his minions!" She all but yelled in exasperation.

Karin turned at her with an odd look. "Wait… Does that mean you didn't have to fight any of his subordinates when you stormed his base?" The curly-haired blonde asked with a cute expression of perplexity on her face.

"The only one to have actually stood on my way was some tall blonde guy with a punk hair-cut. He went down after the first hit; the odd thing was that his muscles turned like iron for a moment before I broke through his defenses." Pan replied as she tried to recall the event with more clarity. "Anyway, I think I took out some of his more important minions and high officers when I first broke into the main hall of his base through the roof. I ended up cracking the floor of the entire place and I think I did hear the sound of bones breaking under my feet, but I wasn't able to see trace of anyone because of the rubble. I did found an unconcious girl younger than me stuck into one of the walls, it seemed the impact of my landing sent her flying and smacking into it. She was carrying a very impressive array of bladed weapons under her skirt and clothes, but not much else than that except for a broken bead necklace. Anyway, I collected her on my way out after dealing with Sohaku and have her currently resting in one of the empty rooms back at the base just like I did with Choushou. She still hasn't waked up." She explained in a semi-distracted manner.

Whip glanced at her with a pointed look. "How many people do you have recovering back at the base that we don't know about?" She asked with high suspicion.

Pan just shrugged unconcerned of her minion distrust. "Just a couple… And you already met one of them… Anyway, seems everybody is pretty much in agreement about Sohaku, it looks pretty clear what I must do next." She turned towards Maya. "Maya, where do you keep this family sword of yours?" She asked as she placed two fingers upon her brow, a clear indication that she was about to make use of her instant transmission technique.

Maya blinked for a moment before replying. "It's in my family's state, inside a trunk alongside many other swords in a storage-room at the back of the first floor. It's the ridiculous long sword, so you can't miss it." She simply said with a shrug and a carefree gesture.

Chou'un gave her fellow fighter a dubious look, mildly affronted at the way an important ancient blade was being kept. "What kind of manner is that to guard an ancient family heirloom? Don't you have respect for the spirit of the blade…?"

Maya didn't seem to take such accusations kindly. "It is exactly because I know how important that blade is that I keep it inside a store-room instead of enshrining it in a place where everybody can see it and simply take it. Reiki is a dangerous blade if you don't have a master level of control over KI, the power granted by the blade will be too much for you to take and will turn you into a bloodlusted beast. To ensure no one tries to steal it, I hid it among other valuable and eye-catching swords to avoid suspicion and keeping it from drawing unwanted attention!" She replied testily, shutting up the silver-haired Toushi rather abruptly.

Pan decided to interfere and nip any growing confrontation from the bud since she wasn't of the mind of wasting more time in trivialities. "Well, I've heard everything I needed to know." She adressed her minions in general. "You all wait here for my return and make sure to behave properly. You're in the domain of a Godess after all, anyway I'll be back in a jiffy, so stay put." She said before spreading her senses to visualize her destination and dissapearing in a blur.

"What was that!? Wait, where did she go?" Lady Shoryuki appeared greatly confused by that technique, as she looked at her surroundings in search of the alien girl. "How could she leave these training grounds while the effects of the Ryuugan are active?" She inquired perplexed.

"That's a technique she can do to instantly teleport to any place she's either familiar with or within the range of her senses." Foxy explained calmly, her arms crossed in a relaxed posture. "She call's it 'Instant Transmission', because her transportation is always instantaneous no matter how great the distance, she even claims that the technique allows you to travel to other planets that are many light years away or to other dimensions like the one were the soul office resides. We are not sure exactly how that is possible or how that trick even works in the first place, only that it does and that it seems there's no measure than can block her teleportation."

"Interesting…" Shoryuki commented as she brought a hand to her chin in thought. "That technique sounds as if it can be pretty useful. Maybe I should ask Pan if she could teach it to me…"

Further conversation was put on hold as the alien girl returned with the sword Reiki on her hands, a monstruosly long blade woth no crossguard safely guarded inside a red sheat, the hilt drapped completely in wraps. "Well I'm back. This is the correct sword, right?" She asked dubiously as she displayed the sword for Maya's perusal.

The lilac-haired buxom girl only required a single look to know it was the right weapon and simply nodded in confirmation. "That's the one alright; I hope is not causing you any discomfort to have the sword in your hands. I've heard people who are able to sense KI tend to hear whispers coming from the sword when they are near it…" She mentioned with just a slight hint of worry.

The only response from Pan was to unsheat the sword and put the blade on display in order to admire its quality. "I admit that I feel how this sword appears to possess a spirit of its own, but it doesn't seem to have any kind of negative reaction towards me. When I hold it in my hands, I can hear a humm coming from the blade, almost as if it were singing… Also I can feel how this blade acts as a medium for my KI, my power seems to rise greatly the longer I held this sword in my hands." The alien girl described as she examined the blade with great interest. "This sword is certainly really special, I tested its ability to cut through KI and it was able to ignore my technique to reinforce my body using my life energy. The blade is even sharp enough to cut through the natural toughness of a Saiyan's body." She said in appreciation as she passed her thumb over the sharp edge of the sword, a small cut being inflicted on her finger that began to bleed, much to the astonishment of her audience. "This is indeed a weapon forged by the hands of a Goddess…" She stated particularly pleased as she brought her thumb to her mouth to lick at her wound.

Iyo Natsume seemed slightly embarassed by the praise as her cheeks flared up a little despite her apparent stoic expression, a fact that really stood out due to her strong pale complexion. "You are too kind… But as I had mentioned before, I am just technically a demi-god… I may have created the sword using my hair and KI, but it was my mother Amaterasu who later blessed the sword using her own power." She said with an odd contrite inflexion on her voice.

Juri was staring strangly at the naked woman after that statement. "How the hell can you turn your hair into steel using only your KI? That doesn't have any sense!?" She exclaimed dumbfounded.

"She's a semi-divine being, remember?" Foxy deadpanned plainly. "In most myths and legends, the gods tended to do things like that all the time."

Pan refrained from commenting and simply sheated the sword again. She leaned frontward a little, as if she were about to take a step towards the naked woman, but stopped suddenly to rethink her actions, her brow furrowing a little. "Mmmmh… I guess I cannot hand the sword to you since you are communicating through a proyection. Guess I'll have to give the weapon to Maya instead…" She commented off-handedly before addressing Iyo again. "Before any of us do anything. Are you certain you wish to proceed with this course of action? I mean you're practically comitting fratricide trough indirect means by enabling us to kill your own brother… I'm not very well versed in the rules and laws between the gods since my experience with your kind is focused almost solely on the soul office, but I suspect an act like this would be a pretty serious thing… Just saying…"

Iyo acknowledged the reasonable concerns over the consequences of her actions. "You normally will be right about worrying when a child of a god murders another. But I assure you, there will be no retaliation from the Kamis for killing Sohaku." She simply explained.

"Why?" Mature inquired with great skepticism. "How come the Kamis are not concerned about us killing one from their lineage? In all the old legends and stories about the gods, they are always depicted as highly protective of their children, and never hesitated about bringing swift vengance upon anyone who was stupid enough to harm them. That is unless those same children did something to displease the gods." The blonde secretary presumed. "Is that the case with Sohaku? Did he do something that earned the ire of the gods?" She inquired.

Iyo remained silent for a moment as she pondered about her answer before finally speaking. "As I had said, Sohaku inherited many of his father's bad traits and has commited many of the same atrocities done by his progenitor, such as the abuse, intimidation and defilement of his own kin…" Hesitation began to seep into her voice. "Just the same way as Susanoo inflicted upon Amaterasu before me… It seems destiny wished for history to repeat itself again with their children." The beautiful lilac-haired woman said with obvious sadness creeping on her features.

The people listening were completely disgusted and horrified at what they were hearing. A look of mind-boggled shock fell upon Whip. "Wait a minute… Are you telling us you were… raped by him too…!?"

Iyo visibly flinched at that question, breaking her unexpressive mask of stoicisim for the first time during their entire conversation, replaced by visible uneasiness and indecision. The founder of clan Natsume was unable to give any answer and just ended looking away from the whip-wielder woman, incapable of meeting her eyes any longer. That was all the evidence that the people present needed.

"Oh… my… god…" Miu said particularly stricken as she suddenly began to feel physically ill and started to fight against her need to heave. She wasn't the only.

Aya's mind began to conjure disturbing implications at that revelation. "Ew… Ewwwwwww! Does that means our entire clan is the product of incest between brothers and sisters for two generations over!?" She remarked extremely alarmed.

Again Iyo didn't know how to respond except with an awkward silence, the fact she was trying hard not to look in the direction of the brunette was not reassuring in the least. Her retisence wasn't because out of a feeling of shame for having commited incest, she is the child of gods and they did tended to perform such practice among themselves, especially in ancient times when there were not many others beings who could prove to be their equals or worthy enough to consider mating with, so Iyo had been raised with a view that saw nothing wrong with having brothers and sisters marrying each other and having children. Izanami and Inazagi, who are siblings, are the parents of his mother Amaterasu, her father is Susanno who is also half-sibling of his mother and even she herself does have a crush towards her brother Nagi Ichiyou Kengo after all. No, the reason for her uneassiness is because the question brings at the forefront of her mind the horrible memories of all the times that Sohaku has taken advantage of her… Not something she wishes to be reminded about.

Maya didn't take that response well. "Oh, god…! Y-yuck! (Blergh:)" She retched a little as an automatic reaction, streams of white liquid escaping from her mouth and splashing in front of her feet. "Aya! Why did you have to make that sort of question!? Ahhhhh! Now I'm not going to be able to sleep well anymore. I… I feel filthy…!" The obviously traumatized lilac-haired girl exclaimed as she shivered with her arms wrapped around her shoulders, her nails sinking deep into her skin until drawing blood due to the prickling sensation of gossebumps that she could feel all over her body. The sight of her own blood only causing her to fall even deeper into her funk, as she couldn't avoid but think about what kind of aberrations or malformations lay hidden in the deep recesses of her genome as result of her ancestors having practiced incest, a silly concern since any deviation from the norm would have already been expunged from her genes due to the thousands of years and the many generations that have passed. Still, the irrational fear was there, most likely because of the blunt way she was made aware of her clan's origins.

Koukin was glancing at Maya with alarmed concern as her reaction was making him feel rather squeamish. His aunt Goei took notice of his discomfort. "See… That's the reason why I am not okay with you trying to date Hakufu." She said as she pointed at the still spasmic Maya.

Koukin just turned towards his aunt with a flat look of disbelief. "Seriously aunt…!? Now it's not an appropiate time to be making that kind of comments!" He exclaimed back rather exasperated.

Only a few of the people present, like Pan or Kushinada and the rest of the grandmasters, proved to be an anchor of calmess in a stormy sea of disgust. However, the alien girl's patience was drawing close to the end of its rope. "Enough!" She called loudly, bringing all of the extreme reactions around her to an end. She turned back to Iyo. "I can see why you're so adamant on killing Souhaku, no wonder the Kamis of this world wouldn't care if someone finally manages to put him down. After raping one of his own siblings, he certainly proved he is just as deranged as his old man."

Iyo agreed with a meek nod. "That is only one of the many crimes he has commited, it certainly put him in a poor standing with the rest of the Divine Hierarchy, but it was not what caused him to lose all favors from the gods." That answer really leaved her audience surprised.

"What could possibly be worse than raping your own sister?" Angel asked with a look of desbelief.

"The murder of one of your own kin…" It was the simple reply from the Demi-goddess.

"Murder? Who's murder!?" Foxy inquired sharply.

"Mine…"

The gathered fighters were simply gaping by this point. No one was able to come up with a response to that bomb, the tense silence stretching.

It was those of sharpest wits who were able to recover first. "But didn't you said you are not a spirit yet and that you're just proyecting your consiousness through time and into our era!?"

"She must have already visualized her own death by looking into the future thanks to her Ryuugan…" Gentoku Ryuubi stated after coming up with such realization, there was no cheer or emotion in her voice, just a numb empty tone.

"That is correct…" Iyo admitted. "I already know that my destiny is to die at the hands of Sohaku, my death will be the key factor that would forever damn him in the eyes of the gods and ensure that no retribution will fall upon the one who slays him..." The gorgeous lilac-haired woman paused for a moment, collecting her thoughts for her next answer. "I have decided to use whatever time I have left to find a way to help the next generations in destroying Sohaku for good. So for years I've been using the Ryuugan to influence the right people and slowly, but surely, create the optimal sequence of events that will allow the ultimate destruction of my brother. It's true that part of my motivations are driven by revenge, this I will not deny, I want justice for what has been done to me… For what it will happen to me. I don't care how many centuries it may take for said justice to be delivered, I've already come to terms with the fact that I will be long gone to enjoy it, but as long as Sohaku pays for what he has done then my spirit will be able to rest in peace. But as I had said, that is only part of my motivations… The other part is because I know better than anyone what Sohaku is capable off, the longer he is alive, the more people will suffer and die as sacrifices for his plans, and as daughter of Amaterasu I feel is my responsability to try and stop him; which brings us to our current situation..." She said as she focused her gaze on the alien girl.

"Why I have the feeling this next part has something to do with me?" Pan commented flatly, but gestured for Iyo to keep speaking nontheless.

"I admit that after peering through many centuries into the future and shaping countless events for a way to accomplish my goal, none of my plans and designs could account for the intervention of a being like you who would practically deliver the answer to my problems in a silver platter, not even the power of my Ryuugan was able to detect the consequences of your actions much less your presence itself…" The naked woman said with a hint of puzzleness in her voice.

"Well, I'm not surprised about that after all..." Pan said dissmissevely. "The Ryuugan is supposed to allow you to see the entire lives of every single living organism from Earth. I am not from this planet in case you don't know."

Iyo just nodded in acknowledgement at that statement. "Indeed, I was only able to finally detect your presence by using the Ryuugan of my descendant..." She gestures towards Aya. "…As a relay to be able to see what she sees through her eyes. I've had my sight focused for so long on the happenings on Earth that I never thought to turn my eyes to the stars for answers." She confessed humbly. "But regardless, whether it was your intention or not, your actions have caused enough ripples and put in place the right sort of events to create the best option I could ever hope to finally end Sohaku with the minimum loss of life. I would have to be a fool not to take this one-of-a-kind chance, even if it requires from me to reveal myself and all the actions and plans I've done…"

Pan took a moment to consider all that Iyo had said; she seemed indecisive about her answer. The Daimakaicho took notice and tackled the issue. "Pan… You asked for my counsel whenever it was deemed necessary." Her words made everyone to focus on her. "Well as so it happens, I feel it is truly needed on this instance, so my advice to you is that you should help Iyo here on her mission and kill Sohaku once and for all." She said with uncharacteristical seriousness as she gestured towards the naked woman.

Urd as always was suspicious of her mother's intentions. "Hild, why are you so intent on having Pan helping lady Natsume? I would have thought you would rather try to hinder all attempts that try stopping such an evil and cruel man as this Sohaku, seeing how much you like to spread discord and strife…"

The queen of hell turned to look at her daughter with an indescipherable stare, focusing her gaze on Urd for a while but not truly looking at her, it appeared as if her mind was elsewhere. The Norn of the past found the action particularly unnerving when her mother failed to give her any kind of answer. "Hild…?"

The Daimakaicho blinked once and the strange glint clouding her eyes dissapeared, nonetheless Hild's behaviour was still grave. "Urd… You know I love you right?" She simply said in a quiet voice.

Urd was a little at a loss by the non-sequitur. "I don't quite follow…"

In less than a blink the ruler of Nifelheim was in front of her daughter after a quick teleportation, floating in the air as to be face to face with Urd. She slowly settled her hands the goddess' cheeks in a gentle caress and began to admire the features of her daughter. Urd was disturbed as hell (no pun intended) by the loving gesture of her mother instead of her usual antics to annoy her, she began to fell actual worry for her mother's sake; this was so not like her.

Hild just smiled lovingly at seeing her daughter expression, knowing exactly what her child was thinking. "I know we've distanced from each other because of our duties. You didn't approved of my line of work and didn't want to follow on my footsteps and become my successor as the next Daimakaicho as result, instead you wanted to become a goddess under the authority of your father. And I allowed it; I let you go with your father even though I knew that would mean breaking all contact between us, a goddess cannot have any kind of relation with demons after all. I knew this very well the moment you told me you wanted to become a goddess, and I didn't tried to stop you; oh sure, I did my best to try to dissuade you from what I considered a silly idea at the time. I tried to reason with you, to explain you what your decision would entail, and when that failed I tried to plead and beg you not to go, and then when that also failed, because you are so thickheaded my dear daughter of mine, I raged and screamed and wailed at you, whatever it was necessary that would keep you from leaving me. We had many arguments over the issue and we didn't departed on the best of terms, but I never forced you to remain against your will. Do you know why?" She asked Urd as she kept cupping the face of the goddess tenderly and rubbed a finger tenderly over her cheek-bone.

The Norn of the past didn't trust her voice from failing her if she were to speak, so she simply swayed her head sideways in a negative. "Because I wanted to make you happy, and do you know why I wanted to make you happy? Because you're my child, my one and only daughter, and I love you that much… You are my daughter, we are family, and family is what it is most important…" Hild lectured with a voice brimming with motherly love. Her semblance suddenly lost all warmth and turned terse and cold. "Which is the reason why I found it utterly unforgivable what this Sohaku has done; to have defiled and murdered a member of his own family… His sister no less… I always held a special kind of loathing for Susanoo, I shouldn't really be surprised that one of his brood turned out just as rotten as him, and just like him, I will have a great pleasure flaying his soul…"

Urd didn't want to show it, but she was deeply concerned by her mother's suddenly eerie behavior. "Mo-" Urd bit her tongue to keep from speaking, scolding herself mentally for almost dropping her façade, Hild gave her a look at her slip with batted breath. The bronze skinned goddess composed herself and faced her mother again. "Hild… What exactly are you planning to do…?" She said with great turmoil in her voice.

The Daimakaicho just smiled. "What else but my job? I will personally make sure this Sohaku suffers through the worst tortures and torments that Nifelheim has to offer, a fate that is indeed much worse than any death, for we demons have been improving our art of inflicting pain upon others for many ages… I know you; my precious sweet daughter, will not approve of my actions, but understand that this is the function for what the position of Daimakaicho exists. As the ruler of hell, I it is my job to exact the just retribution for a person sins, and belive me when I say that I will make Sohaku pay for all he has done, for the crimes against his own family and kin, and I will be enjoying every single second of it with a big smile on my face as I ensure that little snake wishes to have never been born…" Hild finished, poking her daughter in the tip of her nose with a small finger, her demeanor deceptively cheerful.

Even though she has been distanced from her mother for several years now, Urd still could read her well enough to know she was furious, as all of her senses screamed at her of the close danger. She nervously swallowed a wad of saliva in her suddenly dry throath and gave a meek nod. "Okay…"

"Oh, so you understand? Good!" The Daimakaicho exclaimed with a chirpy voice before finally letting go of her daughter. "Then let's get done with this and take care of Sohaku. So Pan as I was saying, it is my official opinion that it would really be to your best benefit to give Iyo here a helping hand, so I really exhort you to do so…" She said to the alien girl as she gestured towards the naked woman and returned to her spot besides Morrigan. Even the powerful Succubus looked uneasy at the boiling temper that was bubbling under Hild's seemingly carefree veneer.

Iyo Natsume looked positively thrilled at that declaration despite the obvious tension in the room. "That is certainly a wonderful proposition; as long as Sohaku pays I will be happy and forever grateful of your assistance." She said offering a formal bow to the Queen of hell. Hild sligthly acknowledged her with a curious glance.

Pan scratched her chin in thought, as glanced at the Daimakaicho, finally letting out a sigh as she reached a conclusion. "Well, since everybody seems practically in agreement, there's no use for me to go against the general sentiment. I suppose it is in all of our best interests to kill Sohaku for good. Guess I better get moving and go in search of his frozen corpse." She approached Maya. "Here Maya, hold on to this will ya'. It belongs to your family after all." She said as she all but shoved Reiki into the hands of the lilac-haired girl, who fumbled a little with the sword as she desperately tried to keep it from falling into the ground due to the sudden unexpected action.

Pan turned to address the room in general. "I'll need some space to use one of my capsules…" She said to her puzzled minions who shared a glance among themselves wondering what their alien boss was up to now.


After a lot of shoving and groaning, the gathered martial artists were able to leave a wide enough space in the middle of the room for Pan's liking, making sure to be really careful not to get near to the marked border of the barrier that was keeping the sea of shadows created by Aya's Ryuugan at bay. The alien girl then proceeded to toss one of her capsules in the middle of the open space and after a small cloud of smoke; a squat house was left taking the previously empty space. The small building was certainly of an arquitecture not native to Earth, as instead of basing its form and foundations on cubes or squares as it is common on most human cities, the new building seemed to be built around the basis of a circle instead, its shape in the form of a dome. The entire surface of the house was round and smooth, giving the image of the head of a burrowed mushroom that was jutting out of the ground. The people present could only blink in perplexity at the odd sight.

"Pan… What are you doing…?" Whip asked dryly with a deadpan.

"What? I need to dress on some warm clothes to protect myself against the cold before I go to plow between the snow of the Artic. You don't want me to catch a flu do you?" She snarked back with a pointed look, the only answer she got from her whip-wielding minion was a non-commital grunt.

Entering promptly inside the squat little dome and after a brief wait of only a few minutes, the alien girl came out drapped from head to toes in winter clothing, causing all of her movements to have an ackward stiffness to them. Pan pressed a button on the side of the main door, and after another puff of smoke, the squat dome had turned back into a little pill resting on the Saiyan teen's palm.

"Ok, I'm ready. I'm not so sure how long it will take me to find Sohaku's corpse, but I don't expect it will take me longer than an hour. So everybody should stay put until I return." She said before setting the index and middle fingers of her right hand atop her forehead and dissapearing next from all sight and senses in a blur.

Pan felt her footing sinking down under her weight as a freezing whistling wind struck her in the face. When she finally took stock of her situation, the alien girl found herself buried almost waist-deep in snow while a snow-storm raged loudly all around her, ice-cold wind stabbing at her from all sides and chilling her to the bone despite her warm clothing. Trying to shield her eyes the best she could with one hand, the alien girl roamed her eyes throughout her surroundings, seeing nothing but a desolated wasteland of ice and snow. Not looking forward to the miserable task she had at hand, Pan let out a dejected sigh. "Better start already, that human posicle ain't going to find himself on this storm… Shit… I hope I'm able to sense Sohaku's KI on this frozen wasteland… Otherwise, I'm going to be stuck in here for a while." She commented before starting to float at a random direction to begin with her search.


Oh god I'm finally done with this chapter, but dammit we are still not done with this stupid arc.

Anyway… About the way Japanese deities are depicted in this chapter, I must stress this is by far not the way they are decribed or viewed in real life, this depiction is the one I got from reading the mangas that appear in this story, the way Susanoo is shown in Tenjou Tenge is certainly not a flattering one. I mean he is shown as a warlord that kills people left and right because his a bloodthirsty bastard, there's one scene were he kills the elders of some clans and then he rapes all their heiresses among the corpses and decapitated heads of their fathers. So yeah, not a pretty picture… This is why I state in this story that he raped Amaterasu, since all of the rest of his children are the product of all the rapes he did during his conquests, and it is clearly stated that Iyo is daughter of Amaterasu, it makes me seriously consider that union wasn't consensual, specially after how much the manga focused on the legend of when Susanoo destroyed Amaterasu's gardens which caused her to lock herself from the outside world for entire years inside a cave. Why would the manga focus several chapters from different acts on that fact? It is suspicious as fuck.

It's also the reason why I made him a demi-god instead of a full blown deity, to avoid contradictions between franchises. Tenjou Tenje states Susanoo was a man, a powerful man, but a man nonetheless, this obviously puts it at odds with other seires like Ah My Goddess or series from the Nasu-verse where the gods are real and are directly responsible for the creation of the world. So as to not waste time in pointless struggle I made him a Demi-god, since a Demi-god like Heracles can still technically be considered a man. Most of all the heroes from the old Greek legends were descendants from some god or another and were considered men, so I feel this is the most plausible route to take.

That is why I also made it that Pan was able to be injured by the sword Reiki, because is the creation of a semi-deity tha is infused with the power of an actual deity, and divine weapons can hurt Saiyans. The sword cuts through KI and strikes directly at its objective, as it was shown in the manga were it cut through a KI technique to turn the flesh into metal and just cut through it as if it wasn't even there. It doesn't absorb KI, so no matter how much power is put behind a reinforcement it simply ignores and nullifies all KI.

Also that thing with dealing with Vice's act of cannibalism, what I depicted in here was just an overture towards the problem, in latter chapters I will address that issue more closely.

Anyway, I hope you didn't found this chapter a little too heavy in the exposition department, can't be helped I have to surmise and explain the plots of entire mangas that are usually composed of 25 volumes or more and make sure to explain them in a comprehensively way in a single chapter. So yeah, some times too much talk is unavoidable.

But nevermind that for now, as always leave a review and tell me what you think, recommend this story to everybody you know, and all read you all next chapter.