Violet eyes glared coldly at her attacker, as slender hands gestured in the air, meat hooks appearing within an iron grasp

"Koroshite yaru" she snarled throwing them with savage fury across the floor at Squall, the metal embedding deep in his chest throwing him backwards, blood splattering the walls as a strangled sound gurgled from his throat, his sword clattering onto the ground.

"Hn sayonara" the bishojo growled, her muscles flexing momentarily as she pulled the chains of the hooks taught, unleashing black lightening down their length straight into his body, causing him to convulse violently and his heart to temporarily stop. With a jerk of her wrist the weapons returned to her hand, twisting through the air like serpents back to their mistress. As soon as they hit her palm she turned Her gaze locked on the remaining two, cloud and Sephiroth

The blonde bishonen raised his hand about to summon, but he was too late, black flames surrounded the girl an inky swirling vortex as she changed, ebony wings ripping from her back in a shower of feathers, obsidian eyes fixed on his before she closed them and screamed in a voice of heaven and hell as one


"HELLS STORM"

 
The hell portal opened behind her, bathing her in a bloody glow as the rest of the room grew dark, hot winds raced across the floor tossing her hair into dark waves as she threw her arm carelessly at the blonde boys direction. Before he could even utter a scream his body was picked up in the cyclone's fiery embrace, twisting him in all directions before he hit the far wall, his back shattering with a sickening crack.

As he slumped on the floor the dark eyes raised to watch the final victim of her pain and rage, she didn't even blink as his sword nearly took out her eye, cheek blossoming into searing heat, blood splashing across the floor in crimson puddles. Uncaring she seized his hair in her right hand, jerking him forward and slamming her forehead off his with a crunch, making the silver haired man stagger back dazed, as he did so, black lightning threaded round the woman's body, her chains snaking round her limbs with a life of their own. The soft midnight wings upon her back stretched out framing her willowy form and with the briefest nod of her head she turned away, not even watching as her dark wave of destruction tore through the taller fighter, sending him crashing to the ground. His anguished pain ridden eyes earning him but two words from the dark angel with her back to him

"Ninmu kanyarou" she whispered, the words uttered almost as a blessing to the ravaged me at her feet. Finally She turned her face heavenward, her expression a mask of indifference and spread her arms wide, dark energy rising up to encircle the pillar of light that descended round her, a single tear escaped the corner of her eye before hitting the floor, as soon as it did so the ground became awash with symbols in kanji, burning in celestial blue and hellacious red


"Un holy union"
"HOTURA ENOUGH!" barked a voice across the arena, breaking the horrified silence of the gym. The girl grunted and haltered her attack walking from the room in disgust, the crowd parting in fear before her.

Blue mew stared in horror, her eyes following the harbinger of death as she left the room, unable to believe that sadistic killer used to be her sons best friend and long-term crush. She'd changed, there was nothing there anymore, and the girl was a shell, a striking one but still a shell. She was at least 5 "10, her hair down past her waist with a statuesque figure, faintly concealed by a black silk shift, the light glinted off the silver chains hanging round her waist and the barb wire coiling round her arms. Even her appearance screamed pain


"Oh honey what happened to you?" whispered mew shaking her head

"That was awfully vicious for a demonstration fight!!" snapped the final fantasy trainer, glaring at the much older blonde in the opposite trainer box. Ele smirked crossing her arms


"You accepted a 3 on one battle, what? You expected her to stand there and take it?! Grow up little girl!!" she laughed as the angry brunette stormed off to see to her injured fighters. Mew smirked pushing through the still stunned I.B.L crowd; yeah elspeth was still a bitch. As she drew nearer though she could sense despite the cool facade the leader projected to the other trainers ele had been just as shocked by Tura's brutality.

"She's getting worse tempus" she whispered narrowing her eyes as she looked up at her Trowa, the leather clad giant nodded, half his attention kept on keeping up the illusion round ele, as the others got older tempus now had to go everywhere with the woman to make her look as old as the other leaders rather than the 21 year old she still looked.

Only kyoko, kei and mew knew about the operation she'd had to have to save her life before Li's birth, wu's genes had saved her, he deemed it as repaying a debt for the kidney he had of hers, and shins blood had to be used to repair the damage after the surgery. Since then she'd not aged, becoming locked in her youth, and while not a bishie like mew and some of the other leaders she'd still illegally added bishonen dna to her own, so every convention tempus had to help her keep up the masquerade of normality. Blue just found it funny, everyone in the world trying to look younger and ele was struggling to look an old bag.

The Heighton view leader fingered the tooth in her pocket feeling guilty, I always come to you when I need help ele, it'd been ages again, ever since the kids fell out they'd drifted again but she was hoping the blonde leader would stand by her once more cause she didn't know where else to go.

She hung back a second as the ac leader rejoined her group, trying to identify the others, the towering Chinese man with the aura she could feel from here had to be wufei the now cosmic level dragon king, the gothic looking Anglo youth next to him would be Li, the violet eyes and smirk gave him away as the mix of wufei and shinigami the laters genes getting into him through the blood transfusion his mother had had. The other blonde woman was clearly Feia, the features gave it away, and that and she were curled up on the lap of an evil looking duo, her husband 02.

As blue tried to pick out others she realised how long it'd been between visits, she was half guessing who most were, she didn't even recognise the silver and white angel that bent to whisper in the gym leaders ear for a second. Oh god how could she talk to ele now, she chewed her lip indecisively, what the hell was she going to say?

"Hey ele I know I forgot birthdays, weddings, anniversaries, xmas and all but see my sons wife is weird and I wanna talk about it k?" it sounded lame even to her, she racked her brain for an alternative.

She didn't have to the green eyed trainer turned round smirking and holding out a glass of jack Daniels at mew.
"Hey kitty what happened this time`?" she grinned flopping down in a seat and pushing a scowling wu off the other. The cat girl smiled and shook her head downing the glass and sitting down opposite, drumming her nails on her thigh
"How did you guess?" she snorted, ele grinned shooing the others off


"More drinks guys this may take a while," she yelled before leaning forward and hugging her child hood friend " because" she whispered, " when ya in shit you always come find me, now what happened and whom do I have to lay out?"

PROFESSOR H. TAKENOWA PERSONAL LOG

Project 2659………."MEMORY"

So far all indications show the memory project is going even better than we had ever hoped. Due to incompetence within the genetics division an alternative method of termination or indoctrination was required to eliminate what has in the past proved to be a very real threat from the founder gyms within the I.B.L.

As the women are at the top of their field it was ludacris to try and fight them on their own "turf" as it were, however long term probes into the women's past have uncovered enticing weaknesses ranging from, insecurity, abuse, suicide and unresolved issues with paternal figures. I.e.: the way to take down these women is mentally. By altering their memory we have puppet shells, easily crushed and broken

Since the abduction of Mateo Ishida Blue Mews mental state has deteriorated rapidly, her imminent death and or break down is expected soon removing the Heighton View problem. With Mateos absence it took very little to convince the subject that he was dead. Much as I wish to terminate Mateo he is a unique evolution and has been handed to genetics for further analysis

Elspeth Chang proved even easier once I managed to uncover her…abuse at the hands of her father. Sleep deprivation through nightmares and a program of sporadic flash backs and hallucinations should break her emotionally and physically, remove her and A.C will fall.

The operative watching Damien Ishida has him totally within her grasp; he does not doubt at all that she is not his wife. At the risk of sounding egocentric I can say with full confidence the " ghost" machine has excelled even my expectations, with the psychic class bishonen integrated into it allows us to play god with the minds of anyone we choose. If these trial continue well we can begin on the other leaders even trainers. I am confident project "TERRA" may even be stepped up.

Dr H. Takenowa, " ghost" division, project "memory" head. Genesis corp Feb 8