A/N:I believe this has been a long anticipated chapter. Sorry to make you wait so long after leaving you with that cliffhanger. This will be the second to last chapter so bear with me. Oh and...Steelers beat the Browns Woohoo!

Jerome froze, shocked that she had actually shot him in the chest. In a sudden motion he disarmed Aya and slammed her against the wall. He pulled his shotgun out and quickly shot her directly in the chest from point blank range. "You're wearing a vest. What makes you think I wouldn't be wearing one? I'll just come to the conclusion that you knew I was wearing one and you were warning me. I'll be around and don't bother me. I am currently finding myself to be easily agitated." At this he stormed out of the room.

Aya dropped to the floor. The force of the blast crushed her against the wall and took her breath away. She quickly became very tired and passed out cold.

It appeared to be another vision that she has had before. For some reason she could only see black and white. She found herself at the back row of a church during a wedding. The couple at the alter had both recently exchanged their vows and now the groom was placing a gold band on the brides ring finger. Aya suddenly realized that she saw the ring was gold in a black and white environment.

"Aya." A voice whispered her name. "Aya wake up."

Aya was rushed back to reality as she opened her eyes. Logan, looking very groggy, was gently shaking her. Aya immediately wrapped her arms around him.

Logan didn't understand it but he let her cling to him. After a few minutes he broke the silence. "We have to go. There's a dead body in the other room indicating there are monsters loose."

"The only real monster loose is Jerome," Aya informed.

"What do you mean?"

"Jerome is a maniac. He killed that man and almost killed himself."

"Well, You knew that he wasn't really playing cards with a full deck when you first met him."

Aya snickered at this. "Can we just go get Eve and get out of here?" Logan agreed.

Instead of climbing the Service latter down to sub level 5 the traditional way, Logan decided to slide down. "Hey, where's Kyle?" He asked Aya, who was still climbing down.

"He disappeared."

"Great," Logan exclaimed. "I knew this would happen."

"That's the last of our worries today." Aya finally made it down to join Logan. They were in the small hall between the large door leading to the corridor and two doors that lead into a corridor split by a thin wall. Between the two doors was a monitor that Aya didn't notice before.

The monitor displayed the map of the floor they were on. This however was flooding with red dots. These dots indicated creatures. Beyond the two doors were massive amounts of creatures. The doors between the two corridors were open, allowing the creatures free access to both. The corridor where she encountered the Golem Soldiers and Mitochondria Eve was totally entered.

She hit an arrow pointing up on a panel and Sub level four was displayed. This much smaller level was swarming in creatures too. She went up to sub level two, where they were just at and it was also begging to fill with creatures.

"What in the hell is happening?" Logan made a tight grip on the two assault rifles he armed himself with.

"We're being trapped." Aya stared at floor after floor, all overflowing with creatures.

"Well, I guess there is only one door to go to." Logan pointed into the same corridor where he used up all his strength to protect both of their lives.

"Exactly where she wants us to go." Aya took a deep breath.

"Who is she?"

"Mitochondria Eve. She wants us out of her way."

"I don't know who that is but I'll figure I don't need to know right now. I guess we got to do what we got to do."

The two of them entered the corridor together. As suspected, Mitochondria Eve was there. She was also along with Eve, who was silent and looked just like she did before she was kidnapped except she appeared to be in some sort of a trance.

"I'm not warning you again." Aya pointed the rifle at Mitochondria Eve. "Surrender."

"Surrender?" Mitochondria Eve began laughing out loud. "After I surrender what would you do with me?" She laughed even louder.

"Get the girl and get the hell out of here." Jerome entered quietly then ordered Logan and Aya. "The bitch is going to die from my bullet."

Aya stared at the rage locked in Jerome's dark green eyes. He focused upon his target in total hatred. Aya backed away from him, knowing he had become unpredictable and highly dangerous.

Jerome fired upon Mitochondria Eve with his Shotgun and missed her by a great distance. He fired again but missed, as if Mitochondria Eve anticipated every attack.

"Stop!" Aya yelled at him. "You could hit Eve!"

Jerome wasn't listening. He fired again and missed, this one coming very close to hitting young Eve.

"Jerome," Mitochondria Eve calmly addressed him. "We share the same mitochondria, allowing me to know exactly what you are planning to do. It's useless. I ask you to give me back my mitochondria powers, for I am not complete without yours. You must be willing or extremely weak for it to happen."

"Dodge this," Jerome muttered as he tossed his shotgun aside and pulled off his trench coat, which hit the ground in a metallic clatter. He unlatched a chain gun attached to his belt and thigh and aimed it directly at Mitochondria Eve.

Before he could fire a single bullet Aya dove on top of him and knocked him down onto the floor. "Listen, if one bullet grazes a single hair on my sister I will put a bullet between your eyes."

"What's holding you back from doing it now? If I'm dead she can't get the powers I hold. Put that bullet into my head."

Aya pointed her pistol at his face, while listening to repeated encouragement from Jerome. She squeezed the trigger but at the same time was knocked back by a powerful hit from Mitochondria Eve. The bullet cut through Jerome's earlobe.

Aya began firing at Mitochondria Eve with her assault rifle but was restrained from behind by Eve, her younger sister. Aya could not escape the incredibly strength of Eve. Logan ran up to help Aya but was launched back by a powerful energy blast from Eve. Logan got back up but once again was hit backwards.

"Jerome, you blame so harshly for the death of your wife." Mitochondria Eve pretended to be heart felt. "It wasn't my fault." Aya was appalled at this statement.

"No," Jerome was obviously getting extremely angry. "Don't even say it wasn't your fault. Then you'll say it wasn't your fault for my daughter."

"I hope you wouldn't remind me of your unborn child. Her mitochondria told me she was never destined to survive birth. If you wish to blame someone for their murders blame Aya Brea."

"Jerome, don't listen to her. She is messing with your head. She's turning you..." Aya was cut off by Eve who put a hand over Aya's mouth.

"Your wife was part of the cells that assisted in the birth of my son in 1997. She was still very much alive in that state, just combined with many others. She would have changed back when I no longer needed protection. It was a nuclear missile that killed everyone. The missile launched by Aya."

Jerome laughed making Aya very nervous. Logan made yet another failed attempt to free Aya.

"Do you actually think I would've bought that load of bullshit?" Jerome chuckled some more. "I think you gonna die." Jerome aimed his chain gun at her again.

"I'll prove it." Mitochondria Eve went into deep concentration. A wave of energy swept the area.

Aya felt like she lit up on fire inside. Logan was also feeling the effects. Jerome on the other hand could not resist as well. He was beginning to melt down but fought it as hard as he could. The pressure increased. Aya was beginning to feel pain and Logan ignited on fire. He had to go to the farthest corner away from Mitochondria Eve and he couldn't leave. Jerome had melted down, along with his weapons and clothes.

The energy pressure disappeared. Eve released Aya and moved away. From the puddle of ooze, a figure began rising. Jerome quickly returned to normal, fully dressed and carrying three of his weapons; two magnums and the snake-skin handled gun which Aya wasn't at the angle to see any more of it.

"It's true," Jerome admitted. "I was still completely alive. I even had conscious thought." He turned to Aya and pointed a magnum at her. "You killed so many. Now you will pay a visit to hell."

Logan darted into view and kicked the magnum out of Jerome's hand. He then did a roundhouse kick across Jerome's face and knocked him to the ground. Logan put a knee to Jerome's chest and aimed on of his assault rifles at Jerome's face. "What the hell are you doing?" Logan demanded out of him.

Jerome didn't answer. Instead he pushed the gun barrel away from him and punched Logan hard across the face. The rifle skidded away from the two.

"Freeze," Jerome, ordered Logan, who was reaching for his other rifle. "Want to play quick draw or have a little sword fight?" Jerome was resting his right hand on his other magnum. He grabbed the snakeskin-handled weapon and pulled it out from behind him. Instead of a gun barrel coming after the trigger came a long, wide blade.

"What in the hell is that?" Logan said, keeping his right hand close to the assault rifle.

"No. 9 used a gunblade. I guess I found one of his old ones."

Logan grabbed the rifle but a bullet ripped the tip of his index finger off. He wailed in pain. Logan pulled his sword out of its sheath. Aya was about to interfere but was once again restrained by Eve. Mitochondria Eve wanted to see the oncoming fight.

The two blades clashed together in each other's initial attack. Logan was backed off when Jerome released a shot from his gunblade. Logan lunged at Jerome. Jerome made a sidestep as Logan went past him. Jerome kicked him in the back and sent him to the floor. Logan dropped his sword as it scooted a couple feet out of his reach. He reached for it with his left hand, his right was in intense pain, but Jerome stomped down on it as hard as he could. The crunching of the bones echoed throughout the corridor, followed by Logan's earsplitting scream.

"I expected more of a fight out of you." Jerome put his entire wait on Logan's broken hand. "I guess you'll have to..."

Jerome was cut off when Logan quickly jammed his saber into Jerome's leg with his right hand. Logan, barely able to grip it, grabbed his sword and jammed it into Jerome's abdomen.

Jerome dropped to his knees after Logan withdrew his sword. He coughed up some blood and fell back.

"Kill him Logan!" Aya yelled out. "Kill him or Eve will get his powers!" Eve covered Aya's mouth.

Logan raised his sword above Jerome's heart.

"Move," Jerome spat out. Logan refused. "Get out of the way," he warned again.

Before Logan realized it, No. 9 grabbed him around the throat. A long needle was jammed into the back of his neck and was injected with a toxin. No. 9 tossed Logan to the side and laughed maniacally until a bullet blasting through his head cut him off. Nine dropped lifelessly to the floor.

Jerome laid on the floor, shakily holding out his magnum. "Stay dead you bastard." He coughed up more blood then passed out.

Mitochondria Eve approached Jerome like the grim reaper attacking its next victim. She placed her hand over his wound and took a deep breath. Jerome began having violent spasms. He stopped when she was done. Mitochondria Eve was once again at her strongest.