You wanted it?...You got it!!

Psyche made her way back to the upper-levels of the lab and got off on the floor with Charlatan's bar. Seeing her ex-husband calmed her down a bit.She walked down the cold hallway and thought.

:: Maybe I should go find Sonar. I can guilt trip him into buying me a drink. ::

She walked down the hallway and realized something very strange.

::: Wow, the hallway's unusually cold:::

This hallway is usually a nice temperature. Now, any other hero of the story would attribute the temperature to something stupid, like the thermostat is on the fritz and moved on, but not Psyche. Psyche walked down the hall, looking carefully at the walls and floor. As she turned a corner, Psyche noticed a part of the hallway was covered in a familiar darkness. She giggled to herself.

::: He just won't give up, will he? Ah well, more fun for me. Playing is fun. :::

Psyche walked to the darkened hall and shouted. "Hey, 552, where are you? Show yourself. I'm calling you out."

At that moment, Psyche saw the silhouette of an experiment form within the darkness. She braced herself for combat. Psyche stared into the darkness waiting for the creature to say or do something.

"You called?" Said a deep hollow echoing voice. Psyche assumed it was 552.

"Yeah, as a matter of fact I did."

"Well, what do you want?"

"I thought it would only be appropriate to introduce myself to the creature I was sent to kill."

"I see."

Psyche flipped her hair and curtseyed deeply. "I am 1105, codenamed Psyche, Angel of Mercy."

"I know who you are. My name is Kolobos," he nodded slightly, not that you could see it in the darkness he stood in. "And this isn't the first time we've met."

Psyche stood up straight. "It isn't?"

"No…You were quite inhibited last time I saw you."

Psyche cringed in embarrassment. "Oh no, you saw me drunk?"

"Yes, and I must say you look like an absolute fool." 552 said coldly.

"Well, that's what inhibition does to you."

"I seem to remember the inhibition having an interesting side effect."

"Oh, the telling the future thing?"

"Yes, I showed you a mirror. Your shrill could have awakened the dead. I was very impressed."

Psyche giggled. "Oh, 552, you're making me blush. Are you always this charming or am I just lucky?" Psyche leapt at 552, claws bared.

Kolobos stepped to the side and dodged the attack. He then threw a punch at her which she dodged. Soon, Psyche found herself fighting in the darkness 552 created around himself.

::: Great. Now, I can't see him.::

Psyche heard an evil laugh. "Pathetic creature. You still need your eyes to see? Don't tell me, I over-estimated you?"

Psyche growled at the insult and shut her eyes. She used her psychic power to search for 552 in the darkness. Psyche sensed him about to pounce. She opened her eyes and turned around.

"Ah ha!" Psyche reached up and extended her claws. At the same time 552 jumped to pounce. At that moment, their hands wrapped around each other's necks. Their claws began digging into each other's flesh.

"What do you think you're going to do? Kill me?" 552 asked, grinning.

"No, I won't." Psyche said cheerily.

"What?" 552 said a little less than amused.

"I can't kill you in this plane, not yet anyway. You live off pain. Why would I help you by attempting to kill you?"

552 stared into her eyes, interested. "Well, how long do you think you will live if I ripped your throat to shreds?"

"That wouldn't do much good either. If I think this body is going to die, then I'll go into Thoughtland and possess someone else. Since, it's not my mind space, I won't be trapped." Psyche giggled.

552 was quite annoyed as he released his grip on Psyche's neck. "If you knew all that, then why did you waste my time and lunge at me?"

Psyche shrugged her shoulders. "Talking is boring….and cheap. I thought this might be fun and, uh, add a little spice." Psyche giggled and walked out into the light, hoping 552 would follow her. No such luck.

"I see." 552 said with no tone.

"You're very strong, 552. That's very attractive." Psyche said, smiling. She winked at him.

"It's amazing how short your memory is. As I recall, I told you my name is Kolobos."

Psyche wasn't paying attention. She was trying to figure out why 552 wasn't standing in the light.

:: Well, if one wants knowledge, one must seek it.::

"552, I have a question…"

"I'm not going to tell you again, you vile little thing, my name is Kolobos." His voice was rife with agitation.

"Fine, Kolobos, whatever. Anyway, why are you standing in the dark?"

"I have no need to be in the light."

"But I would like to see you."

"And I care…why?"

"Oh please, I would love to look into the face of he who is going to "kill" me." Psyche said, putting up her fingers to make the quotations when she said kill.

"I will only show you my face so that it will haunt you in your dreams." Kolobos said, stepping out of his darkness.

::: Joke's on you, buster. I don't dream.:::

A hairless, smoke gray creature stepped out of the darkness. He had scars all over his body as if they were ritualistically self-inflicted. Kolobos had no face, only exposed bone and small bits of meat and nerves. His eyes seemed to have been ripped out, and he had three arms, one seemed to have been ripped off. Psyche covered her eyes, turned her face and screamed. Kolobos smiled at her fear.

"Too much for you to handle?" Kolobos chuckled.

"OH MAN, you are really ugly." Psyche said her face still turned away.

::: You've got to be kidding me. This girl is just as stupid sober as she is drunk.::: Kolobos sighed heavily.

"Oh, I thought you'd be handsome since you were so strong." Psyche said, with her back to Kolobos, nearly gagging. "Where is your face?"

"You asked me that when you were drunk." Kolobos chuckled. "You seemed amused when I told you I lost it. In reality, Jumba shot a plasma cannon into my face, quite an experience. You should try it sometime." He said, grinning.

"I'll keep that in mind." Psyche said sarcastically. She then sucked her teeth. "I was really hoping you were handsome. That would have made this battle interesting."

"I am not here to entertain you." Kolobos said, insulted. Kolobos knew that Psyche was right about how to kill her. So, he began to plot towards her future demise by somehow trapping her in Thoughtland. Kolobos turned and began to leave. He had nothing more to do here.

"Wait, where are you going?" Psyche asked looking, over her shoulder.

"I have no reason to be here. I came to do something and I can't do it right now. Have a good day, while you still can."

"Well, before you go, can I give you something?" Psyche asked.

Kolobos was getting quite annoyed with this girl. "Make it quick." He snapped. Psyche quickly walked up to him and lightly kissed him on his cheek bone. Kolobos pushed her away. "What do you think you're doing?" He asked. Psyche just grinned.

Soon, Kolobos began feeling a strange sensation around the edges of his face.

"What is this?...What have you done?" Kolobos held his face as the sensation grew to the rest of his face.

"It's just a little something for you. My kisses have a healing effect. I refuse to fight someone without a face. It's just creepy."

Kolobos wasn't paying attention. He held his face with his hands as he waited for the sensation to stop.

"Are you listening to me?" Psyche asked, annoyed.

At that moment, Lucky passed the hall Psyche and Kolobos were in. She saw Kolobos holding his face and she thought the worst. Lucky gasped and ran to Kolobos's side.

"Psyche, what's going on? What did you do to him?" Lucky asked as if she was reprimanding Psyche. She then turned to Kolobos. "Are you okay?...Did she hurt you? What's wrong?"

Kolobos lowered his hands to reveal his face. The furless skin had returned along with his long ears that pointed straight back and twitching nose. Kolobos actually closely resembled a harmless Earth rabbit, how ironic. His face had returned but his eyes were still gone. Lucky gasped when she didn't see eyes in Kolobos's eye sockets.

"Wha….What happened to you?" Lucky stuttered.

Psyche sighed and smiled. "Lucky, I want you to meet Experiment 552. 552, this is my roommate and one of my best friends."

Kolobos smiled and waved a bit. Lucky just stood there in shock. She could barely talk.

"Psyche," she whimpered.

"Lucky, come over here to my side." Psyche said, motioning with her hands. Lucky didn't move. She just stared in fright at Kolobos. Psyche tried again louder this time. "Lucky, come here!"

Lucky slowly side stepped to Psyche. She didn't lower her gaze from Kolobos. Lucky didn't feel the pain and suffering beings usually felt when they looked at Kolobos. Psyche's psychic protection on Lucky took care of that, but something still made her stare at him even though she wanted to look away. She soon reached Psyche's side. Psyche held her shoulders and spoke to her calmly.

"Now, Lucky, I want you to go to our room and stay there for a while, ok?"

Lucky didn't answer. As she stood there, Psyche lost her patience. She snapped her fingers in Lucky's face. "Fortuna!" Psyche shouted. Lucky finally broke her gaze with Kolobos and looked abruptly at Psyche. "Go to our room…Now…And stay there."

Psyche didn't have to tell her twice. Lucky ran as fast as her feet could carry her.

Psyche shook her head as she watched Lucky run off. Kolobos no longer had a smile in his face.

"Sweet girl." Kolobos said, also watching Lucky run off scared out of her wits.

"Yeah, she's a good kid. She's under my protective insignia. You can't hurt her. So, don't even try."

Kolobos chuckled at her comment. "We'll see."

Psyche smiled at him and took a good look at Kolobos. "Now, you look more presentable and a hell of a lot cuter."

"You wasted your time and I find this form leaves something to be desired."

"Not much." Psyche grinned evilly.

If 552 had eyes he would have rolled them. "Uh huh. You can stop your pitiful attempt at trying to flatter me. Words like that mean nothing to me."

"Oh really?"

"Yes." Kolobos said not looking at Psyche.

"Well, are you opposed to simply small talk?"

"What did you have in mind?"

"I don't know…You hungry. I know this great little bar that serves good food and good drinks. A friend of mine owns it."

"I freed myself from those primitive needs a long time ago."

Psyche swayed her shoulders and smiled at Kolobos. "Humor me? We have a lot to talk about."

"I have nothing more to say to you."

Kolobos was about to leave. Psyche didn't want him to. She needed to say something to make him stay. At that moment, Psyche got an idea and smiled evilly. "Not even about 555." She said.

Kolobos stopped walking. He turned and looked over his shoulder at Psyche. He glared at her and she smiled at him. Psyche giggled. "I didn't strike a nerve, did I? I thought that might have left an impression on you. Care to talk now?"

The proposition sounded interesting. "Lead the way."

Psyche smiled at waved her hand down the hallway. "After you."

I apologize to everyone about my lack in updating sooner. Something very serious happened in my heart and head and I needed sometime to recover. I don't know if I have a beta reader so thinks might take a while to be updated…For now folks…Courage.