Felicity marched up to the front desk of the Raging Bulls headquarters as though she was marching to war. People whispered as she walked past, seeming to pick up on her tense mood. She started down the receptionist frostily, "Theodore Glass. Now."

The woman gulped and quickly rang her through and gave her a key card without much fuss. She was led to a conference room silently, where she sat alone for a few minutes until Theodore strutted in, followed closely by a Shadow Blader with red eyes. She curled her lip in distaste. Theodore smirked, "I see that you came. Like I knew you would." he taunted.

Felicity gritted her teeth, "What did you do to Shu?" she asked.

Theodore just grinned, "I didn't do anything, so much as he asked him to."

"No, you didn't. Shu never asked for this. I know him." She denied firmly.

Red Eye looked at her emotionlessly, "There is no Shu here. He is dead. And with him died my weaknesses. There's only me, now. Only Red Eye."

Felicity spun towards Glass, "Change him back!"

He chuckled, "Don't make a bargain yet. You don't know what more I have to offer."

Felicity hesitated, "What more do you have to offer me?"

Glass brought up his hand, "Bring him in boys."

Two men carried in a young boy wearing a poncho and training clothes, he was tied tightly and had a blindfold over his eyes and a cloth in his mouth. Felicity gripped the table harshly, "Boa." She whispered, before turning to Glass and raising her voice, "What are you doing?! Let him go!"

Glass smirked, "Did you really think that I wouldn't notice a mole in my own base?"

Felicity stared him down icily, "Let. Him. Go." She demanded.

Glass grinned, "How about we bargain? I let your friends go. You take up a Shadow Blader mask again."

Felicity bit her lip. She knew it was a trick. It was psychological manipulation. He'd learned from last time. It was so stupid. Yet... Yet... She sighed, "Let me make a phone call. Then we talk."

He growled impatiently and pulled out a phone and switched it to the dial pad. "I'm watching you." He threatened.

"Creepy." Felicity shot back, trying to keep a brave face. She dialed Kajuri, who picked up immediately, "Hey. Where are you?" She asked.

"Canada. Where else?" He easily replied, sensing the urgency.

She nodded, "Alright. Here's what I need you to do; get to NYC, ASAP."

"Why?" Came the cautious reply,

"Boa's been compromised." She informed him, "So is a friend of mine. I'm going into deep cover. You and Boa deal with Shu."

"Shu? Like Shu Kurenai?!" He asked.

"One and only." Felicity confirmed, "How long will it take you?"

"Be there tomorrow." And then the line cut.

Felicity handed back the phone, "No deal until Kajuri picks up Shu and Boa tomorrow."

Glass nodded, "Understood. Pleasure doing business with you."

And that was that. She hung around the building, well aware of press snapping photos of her, and watched like a hawk for Kajuri. Shu was standing in his Red Eye gear while Boa was wearing his ordinary clothes, looking around warily. A teal haired figure ducked inside, looking around cautiously and waving over Shu and Boa. Boa started dragging Red Eye out of the building with a resigned face.

Once they were out of the building, she turned back to Glass, who was holding a mask, this one with clear lenses. She took one last look at the outer world, before following Glass to an empty training room, with only a single stadium. On the other side of the stadium was a remote electronic launcher. She took out Flash Falcon, that was glowing and humming ever so slightly, and added the black Force disk that she had recovered from the Requiem project. Glass watched as she crouched, and the countdown started. 3. 2. 1. Rip.

The defense type hit the center of the stadium with complete accuracy, and Falcon zipped in for the attack, humming harshly. Felicity's eyes were cold as she announced, "Aura launch." And when the two made contact a flash of light encompassed them all.

Felicity found herself in her Aura field. Complete whiteness, with streaks of red and blue and green marring it. Except now, it was splattered with ink. The jagged smile of her favorite hoodie had bled onto her Aura field, and it was growing, infecting her special place. Behind her, her Bey's avatar was struggling, as a web of black coated her. The magnificent Falcon was weighed down by oil. And it hurt her very soul. She cringed as the falcon writhed, and rushed forward to help, but found her path blocked by a girl. She looked almost exactly like Felicity, but her eyes had a sharp look, betrayed by the cataracts smoking up her eyes. Her eyes were shattered, each shard a different color, and she was wearing ordinary Snakepit training clothes that were shredded at the sides. Scars twisted up her right arm, as though it had been ripped apart by eagles. "You're not going anywhere." She snarled.

Felicity glared at her, "Who're you?"

She smirked, "I am you. The part you wish never existed. You ran away from me in that project. Now you come running back. Why?"

Felicity scoffed, "I don't need you. I'm being forced to use you."

Corrupt her just grinned. "But you need me all the same." While Felicity tried to build a defense, she smirked, "I got an idea. How bout I do all the heavy lifting for you? Bet you're gonna be glad to not do all the work."

Felicity growled, "No way! Hands off of my body!"

But no. It didn't work. When she was dragged out of the Aura field, it was like someone else was controlling her movements, while she stood here helpless. Felicity watched as she turned towards Ashtem with a savage smile, "How was that?"

Ashtem smiled coldly, handing her the mask, "Welcome back, Mirror Eye."

In another part of New York, Kajuri and Boa had dragged Red Eye to a hotel room. Now, they were just looking back and forth from each other awkwardly. Red Eye was just stoic. "So..." Boa started awkwardly, "You're seriously the one and only Shu Kurenai?"

Red Eye fixed him with a glare, "There is no more Shu Kurenai. There is only Red Eye."

"Wow. You're really weird." Boa commented, "How did Felicity even get you to abandon ship?"

Red Eye growled, "I am here not for the brunette. But because Ashtem ordered me to leave."

"Why are you still in minion mode if you've been told to cut ties with the Snakepit?" Kajuri asked.

Red Eye answered stoically, "Ashtem promised me power. He has the path to power. If I follow his commands, I will obtain power."

"I think he's lost it." Boa decided. "He sounds like a brainwashed puppet."

Kajuri sighed, "Why did Felicity want us to help him so much?"

Boa shrugged, "I dunno. Guess they were friends."

Kajuri pinched the bridge of his nose, "How do we figure out what is wrong with him?"

Boa shrugged again, "I dunno. Maybe we should ask him?" Before Kajuri could respond, he turned to where Red Eye was still sitting in his chair, "Hey! Do you have any idea why you're acting so cray-cray?"

His answer was... Weird, "I have been given treatment. To become the best blader of all time. Any unnecessary traits will be eradicated."

Boa facepalmed, "Oh my God. They've upgraded to brainwash now."

Kajuri sighed, "We need to get him to a different place. We can't just try and fix him in a hotel room. Got any ideas?"

Boa pressed his index fingers together, "Well.. You know how my parents study snakes?"

Kajuri nodded, "Yeah, so what?"

Boa grinned, "So! They have a couple of empty sheds they never go into anyways and it'll be pretty easy to keep him there, no?"

Kajuri nodded, "I mean, probably? But what if he starts screaming... Or tries to escape or something?"

Boa looked at him, "It's a shed made for handling snakes in piece and quiet. It's insulted against sound. Some sort of egg box structure in the walls. It's secure. It's remote. And he's not screaming now, is he?"

Kajuri hummed as he stroked his chin, "Alright. Fine. It seems stupid, but let's give this a shot. Not like we have anywhere better to use."

Felicity watched as she went through the motions. Working herself to the bone. Eating. Sleeping. Training. More training. More training. Repeat. She was tested on. Experimented on. She was reliving her worst nightmare. And she knew she could snatch power back from this dark version of her easily. Except something always held her back. The promise that Shu and Boa would be safe if she stayed. It stopped her from trying to escape. Mind you, it would've been hard to escape as it was. She was watched carefully, guarded and watched constantly, and kept in isolation. They would not allow more defectors. It was the same routine. Over and over again. It was a wonder she didn't go crazy. When she slept, she saw her Aura Field. It was a churning mass of grey, black and white, with light accents of green and red. A swirling mass of texture.

In the exact same country, several miles away, was another duo, with a slightly different dilemma. So, Red Eye had followed them into the plane, no problems. Things were looking good, until Red Eye overheard them talking bad about the Snakepit. Things had gone downhill from there.

"TAKE IT BACK! ASHTEM IS THE KINDEST PERSON IN THE WORLD!" Red Eye screeched banging against the door.

Boa held the door close, bracing his entire body against it, "Yeah, yeah we get it! Jeez dude, calm down!" He called out.

Kajuri grimaced, "It isn't working. Once he's tired out, we'll have to tie him up."

Boa wheezed for air, "I think you mean if. We've been doing this for nearly an hour. How stubborn can a guy be?"

Kajuri pushed against the door, "Well, admit it. I was right about the whole choosing remote area thing. Now at least someone won't accidentally find out."

Boa grunted as Red Eye threw himself at the door once more, "That's what you're focusing on, right now?"

Kajuri shrugged, "Well, we need to make up for lost time."

"Unbelievable." Boa muttered, but he was still grinning.

It took basically forever, but eventually the lack of food and water made Red Eye tired of banging on the door. Boa and Kajuri entered in cautiously, with Kajuri holding a baseball bat in defense, to find Red Eye heaving wearily on the floor. Boa struck fast, immediately grabbing his wrists and pinning him down, making it easier for him to tie down. Red Eye was too tired to resist. The two heaved him up to a chair and tied him to it. He shot them a death glare, but made no move to oppose them. Kajuri dusted off his hands, "Now that's over with, will you just listen?"

"Fine." Red Eye bit out, hoarsely, "What do you want?"

Boa tapped his chin, "You have to stay here. Don't try to escape or anything. We're watching you. In return, you'll get food, water, and a shrink, until we figure out what's wrong with you."

"Nothing's wrong with me! I've ascended the ordinary blader. I am now perfect. And none of you can understand that!" Red Eye protested.

Kajuri patted his shoulder in false sympathy, "Yeah, whatever, buddy. If you say so."

God... This kid needed professional help.

In another part of the world, two young bladers, new to the world stage, were celebrating BC Sol's entry into the world league. Well, they were. Until they received a call.

"Hey, Wakiya! What's up?" Valt asked.

"Valt. Rantarou. I haven't missed you two one bit." Wakiya bit back, "I'm only calling because... Have any of you heard from Shu or Felicity in a while?"

"No." Rantarou said, "Why? They're both pretty stuck up as it is."

Wakiya sighed, "Well, dumbass, maybe you haven't heard, but they just dropped off of the face of the earth."

So, Wakiya wanted a rematch. But he didn't get one. Because Felicity's gone crazy.
So, her corrupt self taking over her body? That's symbolic. She's not schizophrenic or anything. She is the corrupt one. It'll be discussed. But ignore it for now.

So, I know what you're thinking; "This is insane. The timeline doesn't match up."
I did actual research into it. The whole Kajuri returning to the Snakepit, then getting out took a month and a half. Then, his time spent with Felicity took another month. Then he returned home, and Felicity stayed there for nearly a fortnight, before returning back to her regular life in Spain. That's nearly four months until she gets the call. I've done the math, and there is a chance that it'll work out for the story