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Warning: Lemon part.

El Hazard: Unforeseen consequences

By: -=|+|Makoto_chan|+|=-

-=|+|Chapter 4: Ghosts|+|=-

On the countryside of Roshtaria, thunder and lightning shook the air as the once peaceful atmosphere of the plains was altered to that of a dark place on earth. As can be seen from space, clouds swirled around Roshtaria like a typhoon. Rune Venus watched the capital from her palace. Concern shone on her eyes, as to how the events are unfolding before her very eyes. Puzzled by the sudden change in atmosphere her face expressed a frown staring at the darkening sky. "Earlier this morning, the sky was so clear. how could the clouds come out of nowhere?" She mused, now looking at the Eye of God. Thinking of its mysteries which where never answered, one of which is its origin. All that they knew was that it was a weapon of Destruction. Excluded from her knowing, her friends are atop the Stairway to Heaven, with someone horrifyingly familiar.

A young man was talking to the unwanted visitor atop the structure. "How the hell did you come back Kalia?" Makoto eyed their foe with scorn in his eyes. "We thought you were gone! What am I saying? You are dead."

"If you really want to know." Kalia replied with a smirked grin on her face until someone cut her explanation off.

"Enough with the bull-shit witch!" A furious Shayla roared from behind, with a massive blaze of fire encircling her, wasting no time she charged at the child-looking villain. Kalia simply projected an evil grin, as her eyes darted at the forthcoming opponent welcoming her with a defensive stance.

"My, my. the hot headed Shayla-Shayla, still as foolish as ever!" She pointed her finger at the priestess.

"What did you say?" Shayla shouted at her with full fury as she charged blindly with one goal set in mind; to make the girl eat her words.

"Eat this bitch!" The priestess wrapped her fist with the flames that surrounded her body and flung it at Kalia with enormous velocity. The girl saw what was coming and simply let the fire feed on her. Seen from plain view, it looks like as if the fire had eaten Kalia alive, which made Shayla smile in triumph. But the flames simply died out from the rest of her body and looked like it crawled from all parts of her and were quickly formed into a glowing red sphere on Kalia's hand. "Just as I remembered. Stupid!!!" Her eyes turned to that of hatred throwing the ball, back at its origin.

"Shayla look out!" Watching helplessly, Makoto blurted out at her friend. With no time to react, Shayla braced for impact, already placing her arms in front of her as to shield her face from most of the damage. Seeing the ball towards her, Makoto tried to reach her in time to push her out of harms way, but stood still with eyes of concern turning to relief as he saw Shayla float up into the sky, being carried by a gentle wind and a wall of water cutting the fireball's progression.

The water clashed with the Flame, condensing itself to steam but also dissipating the fireball in a loud hissing sound. Kalia's eyes turned that of annoyance, glaring at the root of interference cocking her head to the side.

"Watch it kid or whatever. you pick a fight with one Priestess, you fight all three of them!" Qawool spoke sharply; she looked at Kalia giving her the warning of a very unpleasant priestess. "Likewise!" Afura seconded her sister's statement. With their lamps glowing, it was their turn to strike back. Getting tired of the stand off, with a swift motion Qawool raised her hand and summoned a jet stream to skewer the violator not knowing the consequences of using their lamp's power against Kalia.

"No Qawool, she'll just." Afura tried to warn her sister in time but it was too late, Kalia had already learned how she generated the offensive matter and threw the stream back at her. The force slammed at the priestess with tremendous force that it instantaneously knocked the wind out of her pushing her far back. She fell down rolling on her side, unconscious but still alive. "Ungh." She mumbled in pain as bruises started forming on her fragile body. The three stood there looking at Qawool, shocked at what happened. Kalia held a smirked face and flashed it at the fallen priestess, then she averted her gaze at Makoto, "I guess you're new to the games girly!" "Where were we, before we were rudely interrupted?" Kalia asked, turning her head to the side to eye Shayla-Shayla.

"You bitch." The fire priestess said under her breath as she knelt down to feel the head of her sister. "Don't worry Qawool, I'll get her back for you!" With that, she stood up and faced her adversary lowering the slits of her eyes. Shayla stared at the floor, and then quickly clenched her fists and focused all of her lamp's energy to surge across her body.

"I'm with you!" Afura shouted from across the platform, summoning a small twister to slowly form from the ground, encircling her from the feet up.

The young girl simply shrugged of their heroics, "How sweet! Avenging their stupid little sister! Well, she got what she deserved. Let's see how will her other sisters fare!" Kalia screamed with glowing hands emanating amidst the bright light that fused around her as she spoke her words.

"What the hell is she doing?" Shayla's voice being heard, background to the loud noise the pure energy the maiden of destruction is creating.

Seconds have passed and the sphere that encircled Kalia grew bigger by the moment. Makoto felt the awesome energy generated by the girl and for the few moments in his life this time he doesn't have a clue on how help anyone. He became shell-shocked pausing in a self-contained state, staring at the events in front of him. Sweat rolled down from his palms as he gripped on Ifurita's key staff even tighter. "Makoto, Makoto! What do we do?" A small voice spoke to him, snapping him out of the state he was in. "I don't know Ura.Pray." The lad replied, with a forced smile on his face and Ura responded with just a puzzled look on her face.

"Shayla. now!" Afura-mahn commanded her sister leaping up into the air.

"Right! This is where we get you back Kalia!" The priestess yelled out, calling on the hostile visitor. With both priestesses flying through the air, Shayla shot out first. "This is for you hell-scum!" Shayla convened a fire dragon, large enough to burn the whole place down. With synchronization to her movements, Afura let her actions speak for her, at the same time sending forth a small twister on a collision course with Kalia. Seconds before the elements found their target, Kalia's eyes shot up at them.

"Didn't you hear me earlier? Are you that stupid? I said. How can you avenge her when you're both dead!!!" Kalia's scream echoed in the air, releasing the force she held to expand quickly and smash right into Shayla and Afura. The two were knocked right out of the sky, dropping down like falling branches, breathless and disoriented.

Makoto seeing he was not hurt from the blast garnered a confused state of mind. He took his arm away from his face, and looked up to see if his friends were well. Seeing the bodies rush down to the platform he acted quickly and ordered Ura to dislodge from his body. Leaving one menacing look at Kalia, "Ura, save Afura now!" He commanded his loyal pet, which she followed at once, jumping up at grabbing the wind priestess's garments by her claws. Once Ura secured her she turned to that of the shape of a drogue and gently landed on the platform.

"Good, Afura's safe now. Now for Shayla." Makoto dashed for Shayla's position, and shot his eyes up at her. "I'm not going to lose you! I'm not going to lose one of my friends now!" He kept repeating under his breath while focusing his strength, all bent on saving her. Knowing how high she started falling from and her weight, Makoto braced himself for impact. Facing fear that he might fail, he just dropped the staff he held and extended his arms up front and readied his mind for what will come. Shayla came down like a sack of dirt, heavy and full of mass. "Ugh!" Makoto grunted as he lay down on the floor; face up with his strength spent looking up at the eye of God. Seconds passed as lied down on the floor trying to catch his breath and he spoke out soon. "What happened? Where's Shayla?" He grumbled for a moment before he tried to sit up, and found the priestess safe and putty in his arms.

"Makoto. you saved me again. Arigatou." She whispered before passing out.

"Shayla! Shayla! Oh. she's all right." Makoto called out at first but fell at ease immediately when he checked her vitals which were beating slowly... calming down. Feeling spent, he mustered his strength, and struggled to stand up. He laid down the priestess on her back, wiping the hair clear from her forehead.

"I warned them didn't I? Huh Makoto?" A callous voice came from behind him. As soon as he heard, his eyes flashed wide open and his mind aching for answers. He picked up the staff from behind him and stood up to face Kalia. Ura instinctively ran to his side after pulling Afura next to her sisters.

"Makoto, daijobou?" The armor-cat asked. "I'm alright Ura." Makoto replied without taking his eyes off the evildoer. Ura wrapped once more around Makoto, as he approached closer to Kalia.

"Makoto, what's with the stare? Did I do something wrong?" She asked with a mocking voice then gave out a bone chilling cackle.

The lad however is unbothered by the intimidating actions of the girl; he instead stared back at her with determination in his eyes. He held the power staff, focused on purging Kalia once and for all. "The slot behind her.that's how we destroyed her last time. I guess its up to me now. Ifurita."He closed his eyes and asked his love through the dimensions, praying that he might survive the encounter. Makoto opened them and a new glint in his eyes showed he was up to the task. "Let's go Ura!" He spoke as he charged at the intruder. He dashed towards her with the only weapon that he could think of to defeat Kalia as his sole hope to save everyone.

Kalia smirked at Makoto's effort, grinning at his futile endeavor. "You never learn do you Makoto? But first let's get rid of the cat shall we?" With that, pointing her finger at him she shot one laser blast directly across Makoto's chest tossing him back at a distance.

"Ungh. Ura? Ura, are you okay?" He held his head as he felt the shock hit him like a wrecking ball through a brick wall. He asked, but the deafening silence was all that he heard. Makoto struggled to stand up yet his body has failed him then and there. He looked around for a while, surveying his surroundings, his companions, his friends. His spirit fell down as he felt his failure to protect his friends. "Qawool, Afura, Ura, and Shayla. they're all going to die. Because I failed to protect them." He turned his head to the side and his heart raced as he saw Kalia approach him slowly. "Kami-sama, I think this is the end for me. Maybe I deserve this. I failed everyone, my friends and Ifurita." Makoto denounced himself; he stared up to the sky and prayed. The next thing he saw was Kalia's face, looking down at him, with that innocent look again. She smiled at him, and to Makoto's surprise, Kalia sat down on his chest. He knew that she was also a machine, but something was amiss, her soft bottom proved to be pretty convincing and her weight was that of a normal girl as if she's human. His face flushed as he felt her on top of him with her contours filling up his senses.

"I always eyed you for being cute Makoto. I guess I'll have fun with you a little later." Kalia smiled in a seductive manner, making the hero pretty nervous.

"You won't get anything from me Kalia!" He answered back with a challenging voice. "Oh, shut up! I'll get it anyway won't I? Now, do you want to know how I got back?" The pinned one kept his peace and simply stared back at the girl.

"Well, I guess silence means yes. I knew you'd see things my way." Kalia seeing his composure once more tried to raise his spirits back up trying to increase her height of vengeance and satisfaction. She brushed her underside across his chest and smiled at him. Makoto tried to push himself up but unfortunately Kalia's weight and his own was more than he could bear to carry up with his strength. "Now listen."

"All right." He bluntly said, nodding his head obediently, surrendering to the pressure exerted upon him. Patiently he eased the tension his body had and laid down on the ground relaxing his muscles.

"Hn. I knew you'd see things my way." She showed a triumphant smile, closing the gap between her face and his, she looked down upon his eyes; beady and alluring which Kalia admitted to herself. Both remained in that orientation for a few seconds, the girl on top of Makoto. Then she smiled, but in a completely different manner. "Now I know how Ifurita learned to love you Makoto. Its your eyes."

"What. what are you talking about?" He stammered getting nervous of the sudden change in the girl's actions.

Her eyes blinked in confusion by Makoto's reply, "I.I. Shut up!" Kalia paused between words thinking, what was she saying? Isn't she one of the demon Gods of El Hazard? Isn't she not supposed to feel anything and that her purpose for existence is to deliver death? "What's happening to me? Have I inherited that girl's emotions? But I can't have those!" She slapped one backhand onto Makoto's left cheek. He turned his head for a while and saw Ifurita's staff laid down on the platform, a few feet away from him and right beside Shayla's unconscious form. Sparking hope, he willed his patience to an extended level as he waited for the right chance to spring up. Makoto then simply averted his gaze at Kalia who was no mistake "on top" of the situation.

"What are you looking at? Huh?" She flung punches straight at his face as Makoto stared helplessly at the incoming fists. He tried to lift his hands, but they were pinned down behind his back as he laid down getting beaten. A cut on his brow spewed out blood, and pain surged onto his head. Blows rained from right and left yet his patience never wore out, instead he threw a determined look, showed his gritted teeth back at his tormentor.

Kalia paused for a while as she saw Makoto look back at her in a manner that challenges her, she smiled and her eyes turned then that of admiration for the boy's courage

"Hmph! That's the problem with you Makoto! You're so bold! I like that in a Man. not like that wimp Katsuhiko!" Cracking her knuckles she rested her hands on the floor, veering her face closer to Makoto's. So aren't you going to touch me?" She gave a wicked smile pinning her forearms on Makoto's chest and placing her chin in between.

Makoto's eyes widened, "No! I'm not going to do it Kalia! Not with you!" He cried out, struggling to rise up but alas, he was at her mercy.

"Silly boy! We're not going to do that.yet." A sigh of relief escaped his lips but was brought back to attention when Kalia's hands pulled his from behind his back.

"So, do you want to know how I came back?" She spoke as she guided his hands by the wrists up slowly as she lifted it up from underneath him. Makoto simply nodded in response hopefully he'll get his chance to at last find some answers to the questions that has been pestering his mind for the last few minutes.

"Good!" At that Kalia pushed Makoto's hands onto her bosom, she squeezed his hand so as to cup the entirety of her breast. His face flushed; embarrassed that he was put in a position such as this, as he felt the softness of her mound on his palms.

"You need to come in contact with me right? So here's more." She pushed her lips up to his, with her tongue invading his mouth and started to play and tease him. The lad's eyes widened in surprise of her actions, mixed emotions dashed from different angles of his mind.

He thought, "Is this really Kalia? She has no inhibitions or whatever? Isn't she a cold blooded killer?"

Makoto tried to push her away but doesn't have enough strength to pull off the lustful lady. He closed his eyes for a split second but then found himself alone, in a dark part of space. Instinctively, he tried to regain his bearing but there was no floor to support him as he tried to stand up. "Where the hell am I? I must be inside Kalia's sub-conscious self." Remembering the first time he ever synched with Ifurita, he sighed at the experience that occurred almost a year ago. Makoto floated across the darkness until he found a small lifeless body in front with some distance away from him. "I think that's her." He continued on drifting towards the girl, "It's Kalia. So. this is what happened. Her unity with the Trigger actually saved her."

"Makoto." A familiar voice spoke behind him in a sweet manner. Warm arms wrapped around his waist as he felt somebody's bosom press behind him. "Kalia!" He turned around to see the girl staring at him. "So what really happened is that the trigger was actually a big black hole generator. When you. Ifurita stabbed me in the back with that damned key of hers; a failsafe device was automatically activated. I was thrown into a black hole, when you saw me melt that was only my outer shell getting trashed. My consciousness was floating in space, looking for a body to get into." Kalia paused for a while, turning her back from Makoto. "I felt really alone and."

"Kalia. you sound so different."

"You noticed it too huh?" Looking away she paused for a while, then continued on. "I found a host then. It was a girl, and funny. she looked like me a lot." She said facing him again. "As if my creators only meant for me to try and destroy El Hazard only once. If I failed I'd return to my human form again."

"Human? So the girl that I saw for the first time inside of you was."

"Yes Makoto. that was me. What I meant is that was me before they."

"They did what?" Makoto asked in an anxious tone. She looked at her hands with anger and deceit. "They turned me into that monster!" Kalia screamed at the top of her voice, making their surroundings melt away like a painting as it somehow transformed to that of the period when the Great Wars of El Hazard which was unfolding before their very eyes. "Watch Makoto. watch how most of my people died!"

What came up next was the scene of two thirds of the population of her civilization disappearing in one terrifying flash. "So you were human after all." Makoto whispered under his breath, looking at the girl standing beside him.

"The remainder of my people started recruiting children of my age as potential candidates to avenge their losses. Funny fate sure has a sense of humor. Nobody can synch with the Trigger but me. So I was the "Lucky" one to." Kalia started crying, tears trickled down but she covered her face with her hands. "They warped my brain up and sent it to a robotic shell. What came next was history. My real body was intentionally put into cold storage and was sucked up a black hole with the same coordinates as that of the holes created by the Trigger. The rest are history." She wiped the tears from her eyes and faced Makoto, as the whole atmosphere of their environment turned that of a calm and tranquil field of grass.

"I didn't know."

"Nobody knows! Nobody understands!" "But we." "You know why I came back Makoto?" "Wh. Why?" He asked in a nervous tone. "To get revenge!" She exclaimed, changing the scenery to that of a gaping abyss, dropping Makoto from his floating state and down to a pitch-black pit.

He shouted and tried to pull his arm up as his body plummeted endlessly down. -=|+|=-

"Ahh!" He started screaming as the sensation of falling started churning his stomach. Then he paused for a while as his breath ran out.

"Ahh!" Makoto shouted more as he felt his insides rise up to his chest. His bellow stopped once more as his breath died down.

"This is some deep hole." He pondered for a moment, thinking where it may lead him. The lad closed his eyes for a moment and the next thing he felt was his body slam down on the floor, it wasn't hard as expected, instead it reacted to his body weight as if cushioning his fall. When he came to, he saw himself flat on the ground alive. He was home, or maybe at least in Kalia's memories.

"Kalia made it too earth?" His eyes darted from side to side, scanning the area. Rain made visibility poor, urging him to walk around the place he called home. As his memory started playing back memories of the time he spent at home he recalled the place to be."Wait a minute. I'm in Shinonome High!" With a spark of hope he bolted across the football field and down the institution's basement. His hands trembled as it held the bars on the stairs. Reaching the bottom floor, he paused with his eyes focused on the tomb. it was empty. Makoto's eyes brightened up, as he started running up the stairs and out back into the field. Scanning the area he saw a white figure with long hair, walking across the lot. She was limping, with possibilities of internal injuries. "Ifurita?" He asked to himself, as he ran towards the demon goddess. "It is her! Ifurita!" Makoto caught up with her and tried embracing her from behind, but simply passed through, as if she was a ghost. He crashed down the grass and thought, "I forgot, I'm only watching." He stood up and gazed at her, wandering off. What he saw next was a dimensional warp opening in front of her and materializing a being. "Oh no. No! Not her." Makoto's voice died down as he saw Kalia jump down in front of Ifurita. "Ifurita! Run!" Blinking her eyes, she had no idea who the girl was, but as she saw the child's eyes as if on cue, the Demon Goddess ran for her life, as she knew the true intentions of the child of vengeance. What Ifurita saw was a look of pure evil, she realized this through the help of Makoto's examples and compassion for her. Now all that she needs at this moment was for her strength to last and hope for the best.

"No escape for you this time, Ifurita!" Kalia ran after the fleeing damsel with her gauntlets glowing, preparing her strike.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Cried the fleeing damsel, desperately running from the girl.

"Who am I? I'm your Boyfriend's worst nightmare!"

"Makoto." She whispered, staggering back across the field. Makoto watched his loved one for the last time, almost falling into tears after each passing moment.

"You're damn right!" with that Kalia threw the force ball at Ifurita sending her crashing down the ground rolling across the plain. Ifurita forced her eyes open, looking up into the skies of Makoto' s home; Earth. She was fighting to stay awake, to stay alive.

As the ball hit her in full force, all Makoto could do was close his eyes and looked away hearing his Ifurita's shrill voice in the air. He opened his eyes then and what he saw was an almost lifeless body. "Ifurita." He called out softly as he started to walk in a dazed state. "Ifurita. Ifurita." Makoto tried in calling out but no reply came. He knelt down at her heads side and stared at Ifurita blankly. "Kami Sama." He tried to hold back his tears but they flowed freely from his eyes. He thought about cradling her head on his lap but composed himself that he was only watching and could not interact in entirety. He stopped as he heard her voice, groaning in pain as she struggled to regain consciousness. "She's still alive." A spark of hope lit up inside Makoto's heart as he saw her eyes drift open and come back to the real world.

"Still alive?"

"Oh no. no." Was what Makoto could only say at that time when he saw Kalia slowly walk up to Ifurita charging up her gauntlets.

"Its time I paid you back Ifurita."

"For what? Who are you anyway?" Ifurita asked with confusion in her eyes.

"You don't remember? The people you destroyed?" She spoke in a cold voice, with hatred fueling her power.

"I regret all the things I have done in the past! It won't happen again!"

Makoto watched all things rerun before his eyes and he didn't like one bit the way Ifurita was begging in front of him.

"Really? Funny, that was why I was created in the first place! So that those things won't happen again!" Kalia blurted out, as she gave one wicked punch up Ifurita's gut. The lady wailed out in pain, as Kalia's arm remained inside her.

"Ifurita!" Makoto's eyes widened in fear as to what will become of his loved one.

"So what does it feel to be under somebody's mercy?" Kalia asked.

"I told you I regretted the things I've done! And what do you mean by created? You're a Weapon too?" She asked in a faint voice. "Surprised? That you're not the only one?" Kalia twisted her arm inside of Ifurita, making her cry in pain once more.

"Stop it! Stop this now! Kalia!" Makoto wished to see no more of the recurring memories but his hostess wasn't willing to comply.

"You have to see all of this you know?" A voice from behind his ear whispered like the soft wind.

"But why?" The lad replied back.

"So you would know if you still have a reason to live." The voice answered back. Makoto's eyes went empty again as he realized what the voice actually meant. He looked back at the two, who were still in the same orientation. Rain started falling from the sky heavily, as if heaven was weeping with Makoto.

"Why are you crying now little girl?" Ifurita, despite her assaulter's aim to terminate her asked with concern.

"I remember my mother. before she died."

"Your tears. you're not a machine aren't you?"

"Not anymore, I regained my body. my human body after Makoto and another Ifurita destroyed my first form." Kalia replied.

"Another Ifurita?"

"Yes there was another one, and the old man that cared for it said there were a lot of your kind built to destroy the whole of El Hazard." Silence enveloped the three. Makoto listened on, but still in a dazed state. Kalia slowly tucked her hand away from inside the rival demon god, and placed it on her side.

"Then I'm glad you're going to have feelings once more."

"Never had one!" Kalia spat out, feeling irritated.

"Then why did you cry?" Ifurita pointed out.

"Okay. you're right! So what?"

"There's still a way that you can be saved. What you need is just someone. Someone like Makoto."

"What did he ever did to you? Why are you so full of this guy?"

Makoto could not believe his ears, after all those years, Ifurita still remembered him perfectly. "He made me what I am now. I'm no longer an empty shell that follows orders and kills someone or my master told me so. I'm free now. But I'm not human. not like you."

"Ifurita." The listener's eyes were getting misty once more hearing the dialogue of the two. His heart not knowing which direction to bend forward to; twisted between the palms of joy and sorrow.

The sound of the rain followed, as the two foes eyed each other. Ifurita was already drifting away, as fluid from her body poured outside the hole from her mid section.

"Tell me, before I go, how is Makoto?"

"Hmph! That guy never gives up! Specially on you!"

"Then I can die in peace now. Finish me off. For I can no longer be saved."

"As you wish. any last words?"

"Yes. tell Makoto, I never thought he'd ever give up on me and I always thought about him. and that I'll always love him."

"I will tell him that."

Makoto couldn't believe his ears as Ifurita has already bid him farewell. The pain in his chest throbbed violently as he waited for what will occur next.

"Thank you Kalia, you're human after all. You will be saved, if you could find Makoto."

"Maybe I can. If I don't kill them all first!" Kalia's eyes turned that of a beast again as if changing her form and picked up Ifurita by her neck. Her dark side was speaking in her behalf now; the Kalia that almost decimated everybody in El Hazard with the help of the trigger was back reigning inside the shell's head.

"Wha." The demon Goddess was flabbergasted at the girl's response, as she grew weaker when more fluid poured down from her side and mixed with the rainwater in the puddle.

"You heard me! I'm going to have my revenge first! Then maybe I'd have fun with your boyfriend." Kalia pronounced with a wicked smile.

"No. No." Ifurita's eyelids started dropping down and Makoto could feel it coming now. Death is near.

"Sayonara!" Kalia's orbs started glowing with radiance as she charged up her most powerful attack, the disintegration of a life form.

"Sayonara, Makoto. Aishiteru." Ifurita closed her eyes as she waited for her impending end.

"Ifurita. I'll never forget you!" Makoto knelt in grief and anger at himself for he could not do anything to have stopped the event from taking place. He too awaited the death of his loved one with a very heavy heart. With what taking place, seconds seemed like minutes and minutes seemed like hours for Makoto, watching helplessly at his angel.

"Good bye!" With one single blast, white light emanated from Kalia's hands, which spread all over them with tremendous force, which could be clearly seen as the rain was bent around its contours.

Makoto shielded his eyes from the blinding light and started recalling the times he and Ifurita spent together. Even though the time was short, it was very meaningful. for the both of them.

The light eventually died down, and all that he saw was Kalia walking away from the site of murder.

"She's gone. Ifurita." Makoto spoke up looking up into the heavens, as deep sorrow entered his heart never seeming to go away. His insides crumbled within him when he saw his reason to live being destroyed before his very eyes. His eyes then stared down on the grass as his dazed state dominated his mind. He tried to look up and saw Kalia enter a portal, a portal straight to El Hazard, and a pathway towards vengeance. Makoto brushed his tears that never stopped pouring down from his eyes. For a few minutes that felt like eternity he sat on the grass on Earth, inside Kalia's mind. He gave one more stream of tears and finally took hold of his emotions. "It shouldn't end this way!" his fists whitened as he clenched them ever tightly. Makoto stood up with a look of anger in his eyes. "Kalia! You better show yourself now! I know you're watching!"

Ending his words, the rain and all parts of the backdrop disappeared, replaced by again a pitch-black shroud that extended infinitely across the whole area. As if on cue, Kalia appeared right before him. Startled, Makoto took a step back, on his guard against anything she might pull. "Lets go back shall we?" at a snap of her fingers Kalia at once brought them back into the real world.

Makoto's eyes blinked as he tried to focus his sight to that of his present environment. He looked around him and saw that his friends remained still on the platforms surface, they were still unconscious but could never be presumed safe. "Don't worry guys, we'll get out of this in one piece. I promise." He looked in front of him and saw Kalia at the edge of the platform. "What the devil is she trying to do now."

"You know what I'm going to do know Makoto?" She asked with a smile. Makoto simply continued looking on.

"Hn, you'll find out soon." Kalia started energizing herself with power from her gauntlets, her hands glowed with radiance and within some time, she pushed her arms upwards and pointed at the eye of God.

"I'm taking your ticket home away Makoto!" Makoto's eyes widened at her words, but before he could react, Kalia has already fired away at the artificial satellite.

"No!" The lad who spent most of his free time in El Hazard, shouted in anguish stopping in his tracks as the only thing he knew that could bring them back home was given a direct hit from Kalia's kinetic blast.

"God no. Now I really have not even the slightest chance of saving Ifurita." A bright light emanated from the breeched side of the Eye, surrounding everything near it with blinding light.

Makoto shielded his eyes from the radiance yet failed to stop his tears from coming down his face. Seconds have passed before the light died down, and all could be seen again except that the skies of El Hazard were clear of the Eye while billions of debris and particles showered down on the plains. Makoto knelt down, feeling entirely spent, not only physically but the sudden rush of emotions has started taking its toll on his body, he is almost beyond his limit, it can be clearly seen he could not take anymore of the punishment he's been receiving. The lad kept his face down and quietly cursing out. "First Ifurita.now my only way home. What's next? My friends?" He stared blankly for a while then looked back at their assailant.

The bright light died down, what he saw erased the hatred in his eyes and transformed it into that of confusion as he watched Kalia stagger towards him. Step by step she came closer to the lad while tears streaked down her cheeks. She was crying, the girl was crying. She knelt down with Makoto in front of her and started whispering to herself. "What the hell did I just do? Why do I do these things? I don't want to hurt anybody anymore!" She cocked her head up and screamed. "I'm loosing myself!" Kalia bowed her head down and held it with her hands.

Makoto forced himself to digest the situation, "What the hell is going on?" He didn't see the Maniac before but just a troubled girl. Makoto's eyes transformed into those calm and compassionate eyes, and the same heart that guided those in need. He walked cautiously towards the girl and stood in front of her for a few seconds, examining the girl. Just as much as he hated to admit, why was the one person he wants to kill right now is seemingly astray from her true self? Accepting his better judgment he placed his hand on Kalia's shoulder and gave a reassuring grip. Just as he expected Kalia shrugged his hand away and gave a cold reply.

"I don't need your sympathy."

"Liar. Then why did you make me hear all that?" Makoto gave a questioning look.

"Ano. You're right." Kalia admitted after several seconds of silence and stared down on the floor once more.

"Hn. Ifurita was right. You have a very warm heart, Makoto."

"Ano." The lad flushed a faint red color at the comment of the girl.

"A.Arigatou. What we have here is that it seems your evil persona is still active inside your head; we need to get it out of your system Kalia. That persona, I suppose is out of breath from that blast you. I mean she; gave out." Makoto explained.

"Why would you help me anyway?" The girl gave dagger like stares at the lad.

"As long as there is good in people I know. and as long as what I'm doing for that person is for his good, I'm willing to help Kalia, don't forget that." Makoto tried to beam at the girl amidst the dark skies and rolling fog atop the platform. "Why are you going to help me knowing that I killed your Ifurita?"

"I don't know. She sent you to me. I'm considering this as her last will and testament. So don't judge me too early." The lad gave a stern look that could chill to the bone.

"I don't understand but. I'll ask you know. will you help me? Makoto?" The girl pleaded, as if she was powerless and not knowing what to do.

"I will, for your sake and I think this is what Ifurita wanted you to do. You are highly recommended. I won't let her down you know? She pointed you in my direction.I won't see her anymore though." He stared down on the floor and had a tear crawl down from the corner of his eye. Despite his sorrow he gave a lopsided smile at her; which made Kalia smile for the very first time. A smile given out not because of power or madness but because for the first time in her life, she felt so safe and glad that someone is still caring for her even though of the things she has conjured for him and the wayward past she had led. She buried her face onto his chest and caused his shirt to become wet all of a sudden. "Gomenasai! Makoto. yet arigatou, you're the first one." Kalia controlled her sobs for a while and smiled at the boy who's going to save her humanity.

"First what?" Makoto asked, puzzled by her response.

"First person to care about me. Those people in the lab, who turned me into a walking doll. They never showed affection, all they wanted was revenge." She replied as she locked her eyes into his. Recalling all the experiments and sudden transfer of her consciousness into another shell, a robotic shell of herself.

"Makoto. Gomenasai!" She cried more into his chest with her arms around him. "I have already caused you much pain. Gomen! I have no right to take you away from Ifurita!"

"Its because everybody needs somebody." He said back. Caught by his reply her eyes widened and looked straight into his, she was dazed at the way Makoto said it right in her presence.

"I now realize." Kalia whispered into Makoto's ear.

"Know what?" Makoto asked in query.

"Now I understand."

"What do you mean?"

"Makoto I." Before Kalia could say another word, she quickly glanced away and stared blankly at the floor. Makoto waited for her continuance as they both knelt on the platform, motionless.

"Makoto. I want you." She said staring into his brown orbs and then looking away, embarrassed of what she said at the spurt of the moment.

"Kalia what do you mean?" Makoto asked nervously. A drop of sweat crawled down onto his brow.

"Do you still need a clue?" With those words she planted a deep kiss unto Makoto.

His eyes widened at her actions as he felt her tongue delve inside his mouth and started playing with his. He never felt something like it, in fact he never expected someone like her to give it firsthand to him. Makoto admitted her lips were sweet and that her touch was tender at that time. She broke up the kiss and moved her head aback and smiled at the lad.

"Kalia. what changed you?"

"You. you changed me Makoto. Your compassion for others and love for this world killed my evil shell during our first encounter and brought me back with my old body. But now I'm afraid I'm back to my original self but the darkness in me is still inside. Please help me! I beg of you."

"I'll do what I can.Except not in this manner, I."

"Arigatou." The girl thanked him once more then gave another smile giving him a tight hug, wrapping her arms around Makoto. She shifted her head upwards and made a seducing gaze.

"Shall we get back to what we were doing?" She purred in a soft manner.

"But.but." The lad getting very nervous and unsure of what would happen tried to stall time.

"I need to find out the fruits of love Makoto, now. lets get in the mood shall we?"

Once more the Kalia pressed her lips against Makoto and started teasing him again. She wrapped her arms around Makoto's head and began toying with him. One slight push and Kalia laid the lad on his back. Lying on the cold floor his eyes started to drift away, and now, lust has begun to overpower him. He wanted to get out of the sticky situation he was in but just couldn't budge away from his former enemy, now his admirer's arms.

"Shayla, Qawool, Afura? You guys have to wake up!" He thought to himself not knowing what to do, Makoto was sure Shayla would put a stop to this. Hoping that anyone would get their consciousness back, he slightly turned his eyes to his sides. "Nothing. they're still out cold. I have to stall this somehow."

Kalia was enjoying herself for sure. Out of breath she broke the kiss and stooped her head down on Makoto's chest. "So how was it?" She asked in a mild manner.

Our hero simply gave no response as for the act was against his will. "Kalia. I."

"What's wrong? Should we stop, now that I know your lips taste likes Strawberries? Not in your life Anata." She said as she started nibbling on Makoto's ear and down to his neck.

"Kalia! I can't do this! Not with you!" The boy tried to unclamp the girl's arms from around him and tried to lift her up from his chest. He held her by the shoulders and lay there for some time.

"What's wrong Makoto-sama?" Kalia gave a questioning yet innocent look at the man underneath her.

"Kalia, you're just a little confused that's all but we'll help you through it I promise. But first we'll have to get rid of you're other half. We don't know when she'll surface again. We have to. Kalia?" He paused as he saw the girl in tears in front of him. Makoto felt sorry for her for a while, but when she raised her face for Makoto to see, she was smiling, the girl was crying tears of joy.

"Makoto." With another gesture of affection Kalia once again jumped on the lad and kissed him passionately on the lips. Her tongue played with his, trying her earnest as to take Makoto past his limits.

"She's not even listening! I. I don't know how much I'll last. If this goes all the way, I'll. no it won't! I'll find a way."

He thought of a way to get out of it but it seems he has to play along for a while as to not anger the sleeping wrath of the girl. Makoto was having second thoughts then suddenly put his arms around Kalia.

"What's this Makoto?" Kalia said with a delighted smile.

"Well I."

"It doesn't matter as long as you're responding." One more smile and her tongue entered Makoto's mouth again. This time Makoto faked his response by trying to play her game. He returned the kiss with his own. He fondled her short hair as to not give way for his true intentions. She was having the time of her life. Never in her existence has she felt this kind of satisfaction. She was so glad to be alive, to be cradled in one's arms and romancing each other. Kalia purred like small kitten and moaned out his name. "Kami-sama, I don't know how much I can resist. Somebody has to get up!" Makoto screamed inside his head as his lust started to take over his senses. He couldn't believe he was actually kissing Kalia, although her human side is what's present then and there. Their tongues mingled with each other as their ambient temperature rose to that of a few degrees higher than normal. Kalia started unzipping her white garment from behind as they both took breaths after the kiss.

Makoto stared in awe as the girl in front of her revealed her true beauty to him. He saw Kalia's developing breasts because he was still in her younger teens. To their surprise, for the first time the former weapon blushed. As too did Makoto when he realized he was losing his composure over her. Her beauty and innocence were intoxicating, one which could never forget in his lifetime.

"Makoto. I'm really human now. Now make me a woman. Onegai." She asked of him as she sat on top of his midsection.

Kalia held both of Makoto's hands and guided them to her bosom. The poor lad then felt the heat generated by his lover. His hands were at first shy to finally touch a woman's breast but the lady squeezed with his hand around her chest. Makoto felt a soft texture of flesh, which turned his pale face into a bright shade of red. Not knowing what to do in a situation like this he waited for her reaction. He felt surprised when she then kneaded herself with the lads hands still interlocked with hers as Kalia started feeling the pleasure of having Makoto arousing her with contact from his body. She moaned out his name as her partner continued to play with her breasts. Stroke after stroke, short gasps and the lad's name were the only things that could be heard from Kalia's lips her passion for him grew each passing minute, it would only be a matter of time before she wanted sex. She kissed him again and this time she has succeeded. Kalia finally got Makoto to submit to her. Makoto succumbed to lust and began acting based on his basic instincts, kissing her forcefully and delving his tongue to tease hers. He lied down on the cold floor waiting for her to come over. Kalia crawled to where Makoto was and gladly laid down on top of him. Makoto started kissing her neck, sensing her aroma, a spine tingling sensation rose from the back of his head. He started moving his lips around and down her neck raining small pecks to satisfy Kalia and gently continued down her chest. Feeling partly spent and out of breath, she sat up for a while with Makoto still in the trance looking at her with Beady eyes. Kalia was loosing total control and started unbuttoning Makoto's shirt and gazed at his manly physique, different from before during their first encounter, her feelings for him grew more, and the more she stared into his brown eyes the more she wanted him. She brushed the palm of her hand along Makoto's chest and felt the ridges of his muscles. To her surprise Makoto pulled her head down gently and began their usual routine once more. He kissed her passionately and Kalia returned the kiss gladly closing her eyes and feeling every part of it. Makoto's actions were not of love but of lust and things are turning for the worst for the lad, worst at that, as he knew he would only reserve himself for someone he loves and loves him in return. Control was now far from Makoto's grasp as making love to Kalia became more and more imminent. He could now feel his member lengthen and grow in mass as arousal started his hormones to rush to his organs.

Taking a breather, Kalia stopped, prompting Makoto's eyes to open. With the intensity of their activity building up inside of her, she decided it was time. She started taking off the last piece of her suit from her waist slowly pushing it down below her feet. The boy could only look in awe as the girl revealed herself piece by piece. During the short span of time Makoto almost got himself to composure and used his most powerful weapon, his head. He thought of a way to get Kalia off him but not disturb the dormant form inside her. Before he could think himself out of it, he felt a soft touch crawling inside his pant and feeling up his manhood. Starting from the tip and down to his crotch Kalia's hands softly caressed Makoto's already erect member.

"Such a big boy." The girl purred while continuing her hand's motion up and down Makoto's length.

The lad cocked his head back in pleasure, riding the waves of lust and the smell of sex. What came next was already expected. "Now how about you teaching me something sempai." Kalia asked, embarrassed that it was she asking for it, looking away for a moment.

Makoto's gasps where slowly brought back at a steady pace and simply smiled at the girl. Nodding with a fake response he found a way to get himself out of this mess.

"If I could get her to climax. I would get a chance to get the other's up. Well. I have to try even though I don't like it." He thought for a split second, visualizing his chance of escape, he pushed Kalia gently to lie down on her back, which she gladly allowed. She smiled at his gesture knowing she'll be getting love now. Makoto lay on top of her, looking at her eye to eye. What he saw then brought doubt to his decision earlier. "She's still so young and innocent. Yet the other girl inside of her is vicious and evil. I hope I know what I'm doing." He thought as moments passed by before Kalia broke the silence.

"Makoto-sama. What's wrong?" She asked at the very nervous lad, as to this is his very first time.

"I. I just don't know where to start." Makoto replied with a fake smile and gesture, pausing for a moment with his hands touching the floor and pushing himself up from the lady.

"How about we start with another one of this?" Kalia smiled before pulling the lad with her arms around his neck and started kissing him passionately again.

"Here goes." The lad thought with a gulp, as he tried to return the kiss as real as it may seem. Makoto entered his tongue through her lips, and then teased hers in this turn. Kalia's eyes widened as he felt Makoto starting to respond the way she wanted too. She wouldn't allow herself to be beaten and as expected she expressed her feelings in the same way. She played with his tongue in her mouth and both made out like crazy. She let go of him as she felt the lad started to head down from her lips. Continuing on, Makoto ran butterfly kisses on her neck and down to her chest. All the while Kalia held her hands on Makoto's head, as if directing him to where next she would like to be touched.

"Makoto." She moaned out his name, tickled by his gentle touch that she could feel all around her at the moment. He continued teasing her, kissing the valley between her breasts.

The girl was going crazy; it was totally the experience she had hoped for. Kalia gently guided Makoto's head down between her legs and spread them open for him to see. The lad's eyes widened at the sight that she has shown him, her flower being offered to him. "Makoto. Onegai, don't stop now." Her face flushed red seeing Makoto look at her with a very nervous look. She pulled her head back and waited in anticipation.

"Kami-sama." With one last gulp, he closed his eyes and slowly introduced his index finger into Kalia's maidenhead. The latter gritted her teeth in the process as to this was her first time.

Makoto pulled it out and saw that it was doused with a sweet smelling liquid. "Hn? Wet?" He asked softly as he examined his hand after inserting it inside Kalia.

"It's wet because I like what you're doing to me Makoto. and. I like you too." The bleached one replied locking her eyes unto Makoto's brown orbs.

"Kalia." His face flushing Makoto, simply stared back in awe at her answer.

"Onegai. Continue." She lay back once more, then raising her upper body above the cold floor with her elbows as she wanted to see how Makoto would deal her love that she craved for. "Hai." The lad nodded, putting his finger back inside Kalia. The girl bit her lip as the sensation repeated itself. Slowly, Makoto withdrew and pushed it back, not in a forceful manner but in a tender way, in which Kalia approved of by moaning out softly the boy's name.

"Makoto. Moto." She asked for more, moving her crotch area in rhythm with the hands movements. Our hero abided for a few more minutes, pushing and pulling it inside her until he saw his target sit up from the floor and held her hands at the back of Makoto's head.

She looked at him with love in her eyes and kissed him fully in the lips. She laid her back against the floor but this time pulling her man down between her legs. "Ach." Makoto gave a squawk, as Kalia's bare womanhood came into contact with his face.

"Well. This is my chance. This has got to work." The lad tried to play along, at first nuzzling his semblance across the area.

"Anata. Stop teasing me." Kalia moaned at the sensation.

"Do me now." She asked of him. Makoto nodded and began to part her lips between her legs. Gently, he slid his tongue inside her. "It smells like fresh flowers." He thought, very surprised that he did not expect for a woman's sex to smell of that.

"Makoto." Feeling him inside her, Kalia whispered aloud, wrapping her legs around the boy's back and as she sat up, pulled Makoto's head tighter between her legs.

Seeing her reaction was intense, he resumed sliding her tongue in and out of her. He pushed further inside and faintly felt a wall that blocked his progress. He stroked her with an upward motion and felt a peanut shaped member inside Kalia. Her reactions were wilder when Makoto started touching her in that part. The lady, in so much sexual pleasure, laid herself down and began gasping in short breaths at a time. "I'm in heaven." She thought, as Makoto continuously pleasured her for several more minutes until the unavoidable occurred. "Makoto!" She blurted out. Kalia climaxed expelling her juices right at Makoto's face.

"Arigatou. I'm done" Makoto sighed in relief, as he started wiping the girls secretion from his face.

The girl lay down on her back, still holding Makoto's head between her legs. Makoto crawled to her side and was met by a passionate kiss. "Arigatou Makoto." Kalia said in short gasps, brushing her palm across Makoto's cheek.

"Daijobou? Kalia-chan?" Makoto asked with a concerned look.

"I'm okay. Don't think I'm a slut or something. But you we're great Makoto. Arigatou Anata. I just wished we could continue what we started?" She said with an approving smile.

"We'll get you some help when we get back okay?" The boy asked changing the subject, locking his orbs unto hers.

"Hai. Makoto." Feeling entirely spent from her sexual climax, her head plopped down on Makoto's hand on the floor.

Rolling his jacket, he improvised a soft mound for Kalia's head to rest on. Gathering her clothes back from the floor, he gently put them on her as not to be noticed by his friends when they come to consciousness. Seeing the girl she gave pleasure to was already decent, he stood up and started running for his friends across the platform.

In plain sight, it can be readily deducted that the Priestesses has not composed themselves yet. "God. I hope they're all right." These were the thoughts running in his mind at the instant concerning his friends' present condition. He slowly decreased his speed and knelt down beside Qawool and Ura who were both down next to each other.

Before he could even check their states, the water priestess sat up from where she fell and touched her head. "Qawool, are you all right?" The lad asked with a very concerned look.

"Makoto-sama. Thank God you're still fine. Hai. I'm okay, I just got the wind knocked out of me."

"Nice to hear that. You take care of Ura while I go check up on the others."

"Hai." She nodded and response, standing up slowly due to the discomfort she has taken. Qawool walked closer towards the armor cat and picked her up from the floor.

"Ura.Ura." She cradled the cat in her arms and tried calling it from slumber. The cat stirred and simply jumped out from her arms. "Ura fine now. Arigatou!" The cat replied with a smile.

"Ehe. I guess you can say that."

A short distance from the water maiden, lies the fallen Afura-mahn. The same as the two Makoto checked earlier, she popped up from her sleep at the slightest touch.

"Afura. You okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine." She replied, feeling her head and dusting herself up. "You better see Shayla-Shayla. I'm sure she took the worst of it."

"You take it easy you hear?" He asked of her as he ran again, towards the redhead. He knelt down beside her and checked her pulse, Makoto brushed his fingers across Shayla's neck and found one. it was feint, nevertheless it was a sign that she was still with them.

Perceiving her, he could clearly see that her lips were moving and the she was experiencing Rapid Eye movement. The girl was talking in her state, she was sleeping. having a nightmare, moving about in Makoto's arms in a not too gentle manner. "Shayla! Shayla! Wake up!" He tried bringing her back to the real world, shaking her shoulder briskly.

"No! Makoto wake up! Don't leave us! Don't leave me!" The fire priestess blurted out from the floor, sitting up quickly and embracing Makoto from where she lay down.

"Shayla. I'm here." He tried comforting her, putting his arms around the girl. Not convinced, Shayla took off Makoto's shirt and checked his body by herself.

"There's no wound." Sobbing with tears she clamped her arms around his head and cried on his head, her tears streaking down to his hair.

"Shayla. I'm fine." He paused for a while, feeling the sobs and tears Shayla has been having. "Had a dream while you weren't with us? Tell me what happened..." He asked of her, unrolling his shirt back down.

She nodded in reply wiping her cheeks, soon her teary emerald eyes fixed on Makoto's brown ones and started telling him her about the nightmare she had. Her other sisters walked next to them with Ura following behind the two. They listened closely to what Shayla had to say.

"Makoto. It was just like this, you started trying to wake me up. Suddenly it started to rain. the next thing that happened, that monster woke up again and restarted her rampage!" The troubled priestess pointed her finger at the sleeping deity of destruction. "Then you tried to stop her by yourself because we were still down and. and she."

"Shayla it's just a dream, everything is going to be okay now."

"No it's not going to be okay! She killed you! Makoto! She killed you! I don't want to see that!" Shayla was getting hysterical, starting to cry again. Her two sisters watched in surprise at her emotional outburst that she was uncommon to.

Cupping her cheeks, Makoto aligned his eyes with Shayla. "Shayla. I'm here. I'm well, and we're going home now okay?" He said in a calm and soothing tone.

The girl nodded between her sobs, trying to control herself. "Come on, let's all go home." The lad said with a smile to all of them, standing Shayla up from where they knelt and started walking towards Kalia.

The group was now on a better atmosphere with each other, everyone giving sighs of relief and comfort seeing their assailant in a more manageable state. Afura, being more of the subjective type, instead of seeing pain in Kalia's face, she saw a smile, a very warm one. Puzzled by how she was brought down under control she decided to question their friend.

"Makoto, how did you subdue her?" Afura-mahn asked the protagonist as they approached Kalia. The boy's face flushed at her question and started making things up.

"I.I. mean we." Before he could continue working things out, a bright light shone from the Trigger, making everyone shield their eyes in an instant.

"What the hell was that?" Shayla asked with a very scared tone in her voice and held on fast to Makoto's hand.

A bright light emanated from Kalia and started hovering above the floor. What happened next was near the impossible. The girl started having members coming out from her leg in the shape of her foot, and across her body a reflection cast upon by herself floated and stood up on the floor. Kalia's body somehow duplicated itself, one girl was still lying down on the floor, and it was obviously the human form. The second one was the monster, the demon goddess to end El Hazard. The second form was no longer attached to the human side, and so she rose up and when the light died down, her eyes opened in the same way she was first woke up by Katsuhiko Jinnai in her tomb. The group could only watch in horror as the victory they almost had, disappeared with their sighs of relief. "Kami-sama. The monster in her woke up again."

"Oh no." Shayla knelt down, bearing the dream that might become reality. She was stuck in her own self again, in dazed state, her eyes looking somewhere else.

"Qawool, lets get ready." Afura asked of her sister beside her. In which the water priestess readied herself in a fighting stance as an answer.

Picking Shayla up, Makoto shook her shoulders to bring her back to reality. "Shayla! It was just a dream! Get a hold of yourself!" He commanded. The fire priestess reluctantly stopped her tears and prepared herself for combat once more.

"You simply won't give up won't you?" Makoto this time focusing her words at Kalia's evil form.

"Hah! I have you to thank for that Makoto!" She laughed in reply, folding her arms in front of her.

"Without you doing that to my pathetic half, I wouldn't have got up in control again. Since you . * giggles * did that to her, she felt so weak and fragile she had to fall asleep, so that was when I took over."

"Wha." The lad took a step back as her words shot out in the air.

"What? You didn't tell your girlfriends yet? Tsk tsk. Bad boy. I guess you have to die now. or maybe I'll keep you for my turn..." The girl gave a sadistic smirk then winking at Makoto, which made him take a step back. Kalia started charging up her energy spheres baring her teeth at those who are daring themselves for a final assault. The young priestess was very confused about the subject matter, having difficulties digesting the debates between reality and fantasies of split personas. Qawool started asking questions about what is happening around them, which Makoto replied in a fast and garbled answer. Hearing that the lad's answers were not doing any good for them, the wind priestess decided to cut him off.

"We'll talk later people, but there's no need to hold back now, considering this is the beast we want out of our lives!" Afura tried controlling her companions with words and in actions, activating her lamp of wind, touching it lightly on her belt's buckle and started channeling the energy of her element.

In reply to Afura's direction Makoto picked up their feline companion and whispered unto her ear. "Ura, when we start the charge, get Kalia. the one who's lying down on the floor away from here and down the platform. She's the good girl, Okay?"

"Hai Makoto!"

"Okay. Lets g."

"You won't get Makoto Kalia!" Before Makoto could give the signal, Shayla forced herself to shoot up into the sky with her body ablaze.

"Still hot headed as usual. Hn. I'll finish you first you loud mouthed bitch!" The small girl launched herself into the air both her gauntlets aglow.

"Shayla! Come back!" Makoto tried calling the girl back down but she just brushes his heed astray .

Both Kalia and her opponent concentrated their energies down to their hands and threw their fists both at one another.

What happened next were the two opposing forces clashing above the watching heads and exploding in a cataclysmic reaction. Her friends shielded their eyes from the bright light and the searing heat which was radiating from the two bodies. When the light died down, what they saw next were both women down on the floor out cold.

"Shayla!" The group exclaimed in unison running down the stretch towards their comrade.

"Ura, get the good Kalia down this platform." Makoto commanded as they ran towards the Fire priestess. The good cat did as she was told and dashed for her master's newfound friend.

"I'm not going to forgive her if anything happens to our sister!" Afura exclaimed, seeing their sister's body temporarily immobile.

Makoto reached Shayla, and as a first check, he checked if she was still breathing and reactions to stimuli, which she stirred upon contact, proposing a good sign that she was okay.

"She's okay, kami-sama arigatou. Now if only Ura did her part." Glancing away for a moment what he saw next was his trusted armor cat, literally carrying Kalia's fragile body tossing her down the tower. Ura then jumps down with the girl's mass and grabs her wrappings using a very tight grip. Forming the resemblance of a small drogue parachute, Kalia with her savior drifts gently down the large column of steel and concrete.

"Good girl..." Makoto sighed, relief shown all over his face seeing the tide was turning in their favor. But then realizes he was wrong, it was only the beginning of their endeavor. Focusing his attention back to the situation at hand, Makoto placed his right arm and carefully lifted Shayla's upper torso up to a slanting position, leaning her weight unto himself.

"Shayla. Shayla. wake up." The lad called upon the fire priestess in her state, stroking her hair and brushing it clear across from her face.

"Makoto?" She replied in a very exhausted tone, slowly opening her eyes towards the voice that beckons her. Squinting, she coughed up few amounts of blood and letting it flow from her lips. Alarmed at what she just spat out, Shayla's companions heightened their concerns.

"Kami-sama." Qawool gasped as she saw a large bruise on her sister's midsection,

"Shayla." Makoto cradled her head in his arms and with the other wiped the blood clear from her cheek. Just as then, rumbling sounds were heard and the skies of El Hazard dimmed once more.

Hearing the rumble of thunder, Shayla's eyes widened and she squirmed away from Makoto's arms. "Makoto!" She screamed at the top of her lungs while she held her stomach, which still throbbed from the last hit she took. Looking at him with mixed emotions, anger and concern for him swelled from her eyes with tears rolling down from her face.

"Shayla you're hurt! Lay back down!" The concerned wind priestess commanded, stepping closer to her best friend.

"Shayla, what's wrong?" Makoto this spoke, standing up from where he knelt.

Amidst the confusion, the fingers of their assailant started twitching and she began picking herself up from the floor. Rain started falling from the dark clouds that started to drench the party.

Shayla averted her attention at Qawool. "Qawool! Is this your idea of a sick joke?!" The fire priestess blurted out, shaping her palm into a small bowl, catching the rain that started a few moments ago.

"No. Shayla-sama, believe me."

"Shayla! Its just rain!" The only male person in the group sprang his tone up, voicing out his view of the situation.

"NO! You don't understand!" Shayla started taking steps away from her love, holding her fist before her mouth

"It's happening." The priestess fell down on her knees and expressed her emotion in tears.

"What is. Oh my God." Afura tried to ask but cut herself off when she realized what her sister was trying to point out.

"Not the dream again! Shayla, look, there's rain but you don't see Kalia standing. up. Damn." The boy looked back and his eyes widened meeting the gaze of his foe. Noticing his voices abrupt change in tone, the three priestesses focused their attention on what Makoto just saw and gasped in alarm as to what their sister was narrating earlier was beginning to occur.

"That was a good shot fire priestess. But not good enough!" Holding onto her side, Kalia raised her other arm and pointed it at the priestess. Her voice sounded like a harpy's screech from where Shayla sat down. The voice still resonating in her ears, the fire priestess mustered her strength and courage to stand up, facing her enemy. Weakened by her state, Shayla's knees were shaking and eventually gave way and sat herself down.

"Shayla! Stay put! We'll handle this Brat!" Afura faced Kalia with a furious look, her eye slits with dagger like sharpness that could almost cut through the wind that she has encircled herself with.

"No! Leave Makoto here!" The fire priestess cried out, her feelings giving way once more.

"There's no way I'm deserting out on this fight Shayla, and cut it out with that stupid dream!" The lad shot back with irritancy in his voice. The red-head could not bear the sight of him tempting faith, having no strength to participate, Shayla could do nothing but shut her eyes and prayed for her friends specially Makoto.

"Makoto-sama I think she's." Qawool, with deep concern sided with Shayla in the debate.

"Don't think about saying that to me. I know what I have to do." He replied blankly, picking up Ifurita's spring from the wet surface.

"Ha.Hai." The water maiden looked away in defeat. Pausing a while, lamenting the events that just happened two days after becoming a high priestess of water. Filled with determination to end the battle, she kissed her ring and made a water column crash down on her, which was generated, through the rain, and it rose up from her feet and encircled her and Afura's gale force winds.

Looking at her two companions, Afura beamed at them for a while, and began whispering a strategy towards the two of them.

"Makoto, the only way to defeat her is through Ifurita's spring. Qawool, both of us would have to hold her back with all we've got. Makoto. you have to take every opportunity."

"I know." The lad gripped the spring tightly, making his palms white with pressure.

"Makoto-sama. Take care of yourself." The water priestess held her hand gently to Makoto's, focusing her orbs to the lads.

"I will."

"Then we're ready!" Afura nodded and began building up the twister around her.

"*Yawns* How long do you guys plan to keep me waiting like that? It is raining you know?" Kalia mockingly said, covering her mouth in a bored expression trying to annoy them and make them loose balance. But the Mizuhara-gumi remained focused and waited for the right moment to strike.

"Makoto!" A voice behind them called. The red head stared at him with eyes pleading him to stay with her. Teary and distraught she brought her hand up as if trying to touch the boy.

"I won't die yet Shayla." The boy said with a smile, the only smile he shown out for the past few hours. The girl saw this and clenched her fist near her heart. Makoto looked back at their foe and instantly, his heart turned that of a lion's, he knew he was ready.

"Now!" Afura commanded, synchronizing both of them to quickly dash forwards with great velocity and elemental energy radiating within them.

"Hn. You guys better pray." Kalia simply stood there and waited for their attack to hit.

"Is she really that powerful? To. just wait for us?" Makoto whispered behind his head. Starting his approach, he jogged with the spring in his right hand, with its end pointing at the enemy who was at the moment preparing the right moment to start a counter attack.

"Afura-sama!" When they we're just about near Kalia, with one swift movement both the priestess bolted away to her side began firing wind and water attacks at her.

Makoto stopped in his tracks, a few meters away from the enemy. Seeing both attacks coming from both sides, she drew a mischievous grin and extended her arms to the sides. "Now. don't blink." A deluge came crashing down on the seemingly hapless intruder followed by a great wall of wind, blowing downwards on the platform.

Droplets of water splashed into Makoto's face taking him a few steps back, still watching in amazement of how the two combined their powers. The two elements swirled with tremendous force around the violator, the wind cutting the person entrapped inside, and the wave of water crushing the specimen with great pressure in its place.

From behind, Shayla watched her sisters performed their attack and yet visually convincing, a cold sweat rolled down her brow. "Oh no. something's wrong! Afura! Qawool! What are you two doing?" The fire priestess blurted out from behind, trying her hardest to get back up on her feet but just couldn't achieve balance.

"What do you mean?" Makoto looked back at her with a very surprised look.

"That bitch is doing it again!" The redhead blankly replied.

"Damn." The lad affixed his eyes back into the ongoing battle and gripped the spring tightly. "Come on! Let me in!" He whispered under his breath as he waited for an opening that could very well end it all.

Out of breath, the two priestesses ceased their maelstrom and waited for the waves to die down towards the ground.

"Oh no." Afura's eyes showed fear and tension, seeing that their efforts resulted in nothing.

"Why? Why? Why? Why do you people keep repeating those same mistakes you always make? Ne?" Kalia raised her hand and held a ball of the elements used against her, which she absorbed, giving an evil smile, she flicked the ball to her finger and prepared to fire it back.

"Well, well. Looks like that little stunt you pulled wasn't the only foul up you guys made, but you also left Makoto open!" Pointing her finger at Makoto soaked from the water a few yards in front of her.

"Oh God." The three priestesses whispered at the same time, seeing the lad dumbfounded and left out unprotected.

"Where's you're cat now? Makoto?" Holding her right hand with her other, she pushed more force into the ball as to try to wipe the hero out in one shot.

"Makoto-sama!" Qawool cried running towards the boy.

"Shit!" Afura cursed, rushing towards the both of them.

"Three birds in one stone? Why not?!" Kalia at last released the ball back and after a few feet that it flew, it quickly blew up to a full-grown twister of wind and water quickly rushing towards Makoto.

"Kami-sama." Makoto could only look up, and watch the inevitable come at full speed.

"Qawool! Hold on to Makoto, and put up something around us!" The wind maiden asked of her sister as she flew in front of the lad.

"Makoto-sama!" The water maiden embraced the hero tightly, and with one hand commanded a sphere of water to wrap around them.

"Ha! We'll see."

"Here it comes!" Trying to filter the strength of maelstrom, Afura summoned a wall of wind rising in between her, and the rushing force with only split seconds to spare. The force crashed into the wall first but could not be stopped fully, for the death child has amplified its strength. Afura's eye widened seeing the wall being dissipated and slowly becoming one with the column.

"Qawool! Barrier up!" She commanded her sister, stepping back closer to the two.

"Hai." Making the barrier thicker, she forced her ring's powers to the maximum. Crashing with tremendous force, the shield seemed to hold out, but then, the twister was slowly eating up its outer layer. Opening both their mouths, Makoto and Afura took steps back seeing their shield could not hold out any longer.

Kalia smile evilly in satisfaction, seeing the elemental monstrosity she just created, eat right through the water, hearing their very confused voices inside.

"Makoto!" Shayla stood up despite her very weakened state, and began refining fire through her lamp. Then just like a cork, Makoto popped out of the barrier, far away from danger and landed next to Shayla. The fire priestess quickly rushed to his side and examined him. "Oh my God." Shayla's eyes widened seeing the cuts and bruises on his arms and on his cheek. "Makoto. Daijobou?" With a very concerned look, she asked of his condition.

"That hurts. Oh my God. Afura! Qawool!" The lad tried standing up, hearing the voices of his comrades in the air.

"Afura! Qawool!" Bearing Makoto's arm on her shoulders for support, they both stood up kept on calling on to their friends.

The wind and water maidens' bodies were like rag dolls in a spin dryer, being tossed around and tumbling inside the mass of water and wind.

"Hn. Makoto got away! Nevertheless two down, two to go!" With a motion of her fingers the column quickly ceased, with the momentum the bodies were carrying, Qawool and Afura were thrown outwards, screaming as they crashed towards the floor. Unconscious and battered, their seemingly dead bodies lay down below the downpour of rain.

"Kami-sama." The sight of his dear friends in pain made the lad look away, gripping the spring even tighter.

"My sisters." Shayla knelt down in sorrow then touched both her palms to the ground looking at the surface beneath her. Closing her eyes, anger was all she could conceive, hatred and vengeance in mind.

"I told them didn't I?" Seeing Makoto and Shayla in emotional pain, she gave a sadistic grin, then spoke, "Its your turn to die Makoto!"

The voice cut through the rain, echoing inside the boy and the fire maiden's ears. Fear was all that Shayla felt then, fear of losing somebody so important in her life. What she feared the most was Makoto's response.

"Do your worst Kalia! I don't care anymore!" Cutting the rain with his hand in a diagonal action, the boy flirted with death and even sneered at it in the face.

Shayla was stunned for moments at what her love said, trembling at his words.

"Hn. As you wish!" The evil Demon Goddess ran in speed towards Makoto, shape shifting her gauntlets to that with dagger like edges.

Seeing this Shayla snapped to her senses and with split seconds to spare flung a huge fireball at Kalia. Barely dodging it, she got nicked her leg, causing her to fall on the ground.

"I won't have it Makoto! I won't! You may want to die, but I don't want to see that!" Landing from the air and facing the boy, Shayla cried, telling her true concerns at the matter. Her eyes never left Makoto from sight. From behind her, a figure slowly rose up and with quick movement threw the same ball at her.

"You fire bitch!" Throwing the flaming missile at Shayla, which caught her square in the chest, she managed to absorb most of the energy in to her lamp but the damage had already been done.

Throwing her a far distance back, Shayla rolled on the ground and slid off the edge of the platform. In the nick of time, both of her hands automatically clung on the edge and hung on for dear life. "Makoto!" She cried for help, unable to hold on any longer, deperately crying for someone. "Shayla!" At that instant his heart stopped, and everything in his world seemed silent. Looking back at his friend, he gritted his teeth in anger. "That's it, the gloves are off Kalia!" The Demon Goddess was in the process of getting back to her feet when punches and kicks were thrown her way. Amidst the fight, the priestess' strength was already wearing out. "I'm slipping!" Exhausted, her left hand's grip went away leaving her other, still grasping the ledge. Hearing his friends plea, he gave just one more wild kick sending the death child a few feet back. With his knuckles bleeding Makoto ran for the fire priestess and just as her hands slipped, he caught one of them. "Gotcha! Now just hang on, I'll pull you up." The girl simply nodded in response, taking it easy on herself feeling the strain on her fingers go away, while the lad pulled her to safety. With Shayla's feet touching the ground, both collapsed on the floor gasping. The lad was the first to move, creeping near Shayla's side, placing his arm behind her back and raising the priestess up in an incline. "I'm all right Makoto. are you safe?" She asked while trying to sit herself up.

"Shayla! That was the stupidest thing I've ever seen! Don't ever do that! You are not to die for me!" Instead of thanks Makoto scolded the fire maiden, making the girl lower her head. Seconds later the boy's disposition changed.

"Arigatou Shayla-san." The scientist said with a smile, supporting the lady's back with his arm. Able to sit by herself, Makoto stood up in front of the priestess. Taking in his hand the spring, Makoto beamed at the girl once more, which Shayla smiled back in response.

"Makoto." She softly spoke at the lad, urging him to halt and listen.

Hidden from plain view, Kalia inch by inch crawled stealthily until she was within range of her melee weapon. Smiling sadistically, she made a blade with the length and thickness of a fencing foil.

"Makoto, I only did that because I. Makoto!" Before she could finish her statement of affection, Kalia stood up from behind and with one thrust she plunged her arm blade through the unexpecting teen.

"Urk." a stinging sensation found its way on Makoto's lower back making both his and Shayla's eyes open up in surprise. He felt the blade with his hand first, praying that it was just a mixed up notion in his head. Feeling the blade with his fingers he gasped in pain when the blade this time slid out of his back making a deep cut in his palms. His eyes then followed down and what he saw was blood all over his shirt and his hands. Nearing witness to his punctured mid section, Makoto's eyesight began to deteriorate and he started to drift away between life and death. Unable to bear his weight anymore, he crumbled before Shayla's knees. Her eyes followed Makoto till he stopped flat on the floor. Shayla's emerald orbs where becoming more teary by each passing second.

Seeing Makoto in his own pool of blood made hers boil all over. Kalia stood up with a very evil smile admiring her handiwork. "Poor Makoto." She mockingly said, aiming her words at the Fire priestess.

Shayla-Shayla's breathing began to quicken in pace unable to bear what just happened before her eyes. "Anata." Makoto was stabbed in front of her and she wasn't able to prevent it from happening. "Anata." She whispered once more, feeling more bitter that she actually saw that this was going to happen to them. Steam produced from the rain was starting to rise from her body, her internal temperature was rising higher and higher and then it happened. "MAKOTO!!!" Shayla exploded in anger, standing up and making a fire column rise beneath her. "Now you've done it! You're going to die Kalia!" The lamp glowed with a red aura around it, and the orbs attached to her dress resonating with it.

"I want to see you try!" The white haired one replied through the air, then started preparing herself for another fight, this time with the fire priestess; the fiercest among the three.

Looking down on her feet, Makoto's body slightly began to move pushing himself up with his very tired arms. At the slightest sign of movement, Shayla's eyes, which were at first filled with fire, died down back to its original emerald colored state. Tears of joy slid down her cheeks, as she quickly rushed to Makoto's side and cradled him in her arms. "Makoto, I'm so glad you're alive! Daijobou?" She asked brushing her hand against his hair. "Shayla. I'm losing blood fast. I need your help." The lad replied, his voice getting fainter as precious moments passed by.

"Oh man. Do I have to wait again?" Kalia grumbled, sitting back down and pinning her chin on her hand.

"What? What am I going to do?" The fire priestess asked out loud getting anxious seeing the blood continuously flowing from his mid section.

"I'm going to guide you through it. Light. Light your hand with fire."

Obediently, Shayla produced a searing flame from the tip of her fingers, which crawled down until her wrist. Doing everything she can, the lad's eyes began shutting themselves once more.

"Open your eyes Makoto!" Shouting at the man in her arms, prompting him to quickly reopen his eyes and stopped his one-way trip towards the light. Without a word, Makoto held Shayla's hand by the wrist and slowly guided it to his wound.

"Makoto, what the heck are you doing?" With her skin flushing, she asked what was the purpose of his actions.

"It's going to shut the wound. stop the bleeding. might work but I've still lost lots of blood." He replied, brushing Shayla's palm across the contours of his deep cut.

"You're going to live you hear?" Seeing the procedure to work, Shayla turned Makoto on his side and cauterized the wound on his back. It worked, both wounds from behind and on the boy's mid section have been sealed in a clean manner. Hearing him mumble something. The priestess rolled him once more to lie on his back. She saw Makoto looking up in the sky blankly.

"There's a bright light in front of me."

"Makoto! Whatever you do! Don't go towards the light! Stay with us! Stay with me!" Brushing his cheek with her hand, and wiping the blood near his mouth.

He shook his head and affixed his gaze at Shayla. "Shayla. I will. I promise. Get that girl!"

"I'll avenge you Makoto. Anata, you stay here." Carrying Makoto on her back and sitting him near Qawool and Afura. With Makoto veered away from imminent death, Shayla resumed his fighting stance, instilling in her again the anger and rage she felt earlier.

"Shall we pick up where we left off?" Kalia undocked her legs from a meditative position and stood up, rising to challenge.

"I won't have it in any other way Kalia. Have at you!" Wasting no time Fire wrapped around the bearer and dashed in full velocity.

"Let's dance!" Having the same notion Kalia charged at her adversary with equal hostile intentions. "Kyaaah!" Battle cries of both women echoed through the rain filled air, and in seconds before it all began both crashed at each other with tremendous force creating an enormous explosion jolting both of Shayla's sisters to wake. Afura got her wits together before Qawool, barely able to stand up she just rested herself on all fours. Her water sister, in the same state as she is, resulted in the same action, physically spent and aching all over. Blinking their eyes, the first sight they captured was a fight between their sister and Kalia.

"Oh my God. Is that Shayla?"

"I'm afraid so." Afura replied in moans, her whole body aching in fatigue. Watching from a very safe distance, they observed the two throwing punches and balls of energy at each other.

"Afura. Where's Makoto-sama?"

"Is that you Ifurita?" A feint voice came from behind the two ladies.

"Makoto-sama!" Qawool quickly found the strength to rush to the nearby lad. Cradling the boy in her arms, the wind priestess rocked him back and forth with her. Tears flowed from the maiden's eyes as he saw the blood on Makoto's shirt.

"Kami-sama." Afura gasped at the sight of their friend drenched in clothes full of his blood.

Makoto's eyes were open yet they stared blankly into the dark sky. "Ifurita. you're back." Examining their friend, they found evidence that he was becoming delusional and that he was beginning to see things supernatural in nature.

"Makoto! Don't go!" Both women tried in shaking up their friend from completely passing over.

"I almost gave up on you Ifurita. Gomen. But don't worry, we'll be together again." Raising his hand up as if he was reaching for somebody. Then suddenly the inevitable has happened, too much blood has been lost and who knows if Makoto had internal injuries. Makoto's arm dropped down on his lap; he has passed over to the other side.

"Makoto-sama." Qawool hung her head down, lost of hope was within her heart at the moment. Tears falling down from her eyes, she kissed the boy's forehead with her tender lips and then cried continuously on his head.

"Makoto." In instances such as this where the Wind priestess could not control her emotions. She too, could not hold back the tears in her, as they fell down without restrain in the rain.

The two ladies felt sorrow and despair losing their strength to bounce back with the loss of their friend.

"Damn! How long is this going to last?" Shayla screamed inside her head, very tired and very frustrated, she was very near her limit in physical endurance.

"I have to finish this right now or Makoto might." Looking away for a moment, she saw her two sisters back with her.

"They're awake, that's good. Makoto?" Unable to see clearly from where she stood, Shayla tried calling out to him.

Hearing Shayla's voice, Afura's eyes widened with concern for her sister. She knew Shayla loved their friend dearly, not knowing of the consequences that will occur, Afura found it befitting to tell her right now.

"Shayla. Makoto's gone." Her voice trailing away, Afura looked away.

"What? I couldn't hear that last part Afura!" She asked, not letting Kalia get away from her sight.

"I said Makoto's gone!" Afura screamed, her voicing cutting right through Shayla's hearing, her words echoing inside the Fire priestess' head.

"Makoto." Clenching her hands into a fist, she gritted her teeth angrily, staring blankly at the floor beneath her feet.

"Well, well. It looks like those two are back up. I guess I have to kill them again." A voice across the plane laughed with a distinct manner, insulting their feelings at the moment.

"YAAAAAAA!!!" The Fire priestess once again exploded in anger, shouting out her emotions at that time.

"Looks like somebody's mad."

"You shut up Kalia! This is your fault! Its time for you to die!" Tears streaking on her face Shayla screamed with fury preparing himself to lunge at Makoto's murderer.

"Shayla-sama! Avenge Makoto-sama's death!" Qawool requested of her sister, still cradling Makoto in her arms.

Partially hearing her sister, she pointed her finger at Makoto's assailant. "I will. Make you disappear!"

"I would love to see you try!" Arrogantly, Kalia prepared herself for another encounter with Shayla's fire.

Screaming and charging in full strength Shayla rushed her enemy with non- elemental attacks, rocketing with a fury of punches and kicks.

"Not doing so good without our powers huh? Well you could go to hell for all I care!" Connecting with every punch and kick, Kalia was thrown back for a few yards. Rising to her feet, the girl still has arrogance in her words. "Is that all you got?" But in fact, for the first time, she felt fear, fear of her death.

"Don't worry, you'll be gone soon!" Delivering the same attack, Shayla's enemy was helpless against non-elemental attacks and couldn't put up a defensive front. Soon, she was faltering, seeing her chance, Shayla risked it but it paid off. With one last punch, Shayla filled her fist with fire, and connecting it with Kalia's face, she was knocked down on the floor. All fell silent at Kalia's defeat, only the rain could be heard, soft drops of it.

"I have to finish the job."

"Shayla! Grab Ifurita's spring!" Afura still forcing herself on her feet, she commanded her sister to deliver the final blow.

Rushing for the Metal shaft, Shayla stood before Kalia's seemingly lifeless body and raised the edge of the spring a few feet before Kalia's socket in the back.

"Goodbye Kalia!" Seconds before plunging the Shaft down Kalia's back, a sharp blade emerged from Kalia's elbow and stabbed through Shayla's leg.

"Aaaaahhhh!" Screaming in pain, her left hand held on to her leg while the other held on to the staff. "Grr." Ignoring the pain, she held the lance like object and drove it right through, and soon what was expected has begun.

Kalia's form was dissolving into a puddle, metallic in nature her head was the last part of her to melt away. Seeing to her death she uttered her last words.

"At least I got my revenge.." Her grinning face was the last to disappear, pointing out how she managed to stab Makoto in the back, burying her sign of triumph in Shayla's thoughts.

Gritting her teeth in anger she turned her menacing gaze at the liquefying figure. "You won't be killing anyone anymore. Bitch!" Holding on to her thigh, Shayla with a few more ounces of strength left in her, threw a big ball of fire at the oozing puddle and burned it in a fiery blaze. Dropping on one knee, Shayla was breathing in a very quick pace, her strength almost gone. The anger on her face faded away, realizing that it was finally all over. Closing her eyes, she recalled the battle in her mind, and when she recalled how Makoto's body rested on the floor, she quickly stood up despite the pain and ran limping towards the lad. Memories started flooding her mind, the good times they spent together, the way they first met, and the first kiss she shared with him. "Makoto." She cried, shutting her eyes and still on her way towards him.

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Author's notes: Sorry about the late update, been stuck in schoolwork. I know there might be some violent reactions with regards to this chapter. J Still. Please review.