Disclaimer: In this chapter, I will reveal just how much of a Mary-Sue Matt is. I'll try to tone him down with a defective personality, making the tragedy as minimal as possible within reason and making him bizarre. The OCs in this chapter are Phantastia, Candy, Zedik, and Vanalo. Insight belongs to GothikStrawberry,

Roguefan; I think I explained that a while ago but thanks. Truth be told, the Seal of Oricalcos is a bit insignificant in the final scenes. Like the rest of YuGiOh. Are Japanese mythologies and Digimon mock ups good substitutes? BTY, do The Savage Creed and How to Tell if Your Addicted to the Misfits stories that belong in the Misfit Verse C2?

GothickStrawberry; They are, in a way. Xi is the best off and Lina will be having some genetic issues. Lance is below. Thanks again for Insight! People tell me I'm funny when I make fun of myself, so that's what quite a bit of the humor is.

Selene lounged in her thrown, coolly regarding the cowering men sent as an envoy from COBRA.

"Sooo… I… the Black Queen, should give you, minions of COBRA, one of my great treasures, the Seventh Bell, for a ritual to summon a power which could help your leader to rule a world DESTINED for MY control?"

"Um… Yes?"

"Wroo-oong!" With that melodious comment, the Black Queen flicked her wrist and her whip wrapped around the unfortunate speaker and left only his charred remains.

One of the COBRAs, who was slightly smarter than the others, bowed.

"Oh, great Black Queen, we humbly pay homage to you with a meager offering of 1000 yen. Please except this mere offering to use your great artifact, the Astarael, for our insignificant use."

"Well, as long as you're groveling…" Selene tossed the speaker a clear plastic cube unceremoniously. Inside was a golden bell, with strange symbols carved around the rim.
"Crack the box and the bell will grow to its full size. Now give me my yen." She cackled evilly as she ran her fingers through the Japanese currency. After the COBRA troopers had left, one of Selene's minions piped up.

"Mistress, do realize that one of the most powerful magical items is now in the hands of incompetents and they only paid you, like ten bucks?"

"WHAT? No matter. If I'm right, I'll have destroyed COBRA and be able to get the Bell back without any opposition. Besides, for all its power, it's not the bell I fear most. It's the most powerful ACTIVE bell. But the eighth is the one I fear."

"Not the ninth, highness?"
"That was sealed away unknowingly, and most likely will never surface again. The Death Knell is currently the most dangerous, but it's not the only Bell we've got. We also have Hell's Bell, the Third, and at one point the Eighth, but..."

"What happened to it?"

"It rang." Selene left it at that, staring into the 'distance,' in the direction of a chamber containing a once full well. (1)

"NO!" Dain was on fire. He was blazing an incredible shade of green. An occasional blue spark flamed through his 'core.'

"YOU BASTARD! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU DID THAT! DIE!"

"Relax, Winter. It's not like it was anything important."

"THEY WERE MY FRIENDS! EMPHASIS ON WERE!"

"Winter, Matt STOP! OH, MY GOD! RACHEL DO SOMETHING!"

"He does have an aversion to his REAL body, doesn't he?" The Baroness mused to her lover.

"It's psychosomatic. He had an identity crisis after being forced to merge with that dead boy in Maine. Besides, as far as we know he never liked his body in the first place."

"STOP FIGHTING!"

"Ms. Haddad! Help!"

"Winter's going and Matt can't stop!"

"Stand back!"

FLASH!

"Rachel, WHAT DID YOU DO?"

"I'm sorry! We blasted him at the same time!"

Matt stays in place for a second. He is illuminated by a familiar blue-green glow. He erupts into a double helix of green and blue. The green is crystalline and glows a steady light. The blue is like malevolent lightning, shaped in a spiral. It pulses and twists. The helix spins faster. Two identical Matts split apart. The helix becomes two separate pillars. The green flashes and blinks into the distance. The blue shudders violently and spirals back into Matt's body as he falls back to earth comatose.

"Still, he doesn't know about the neural surgery, so his powers are back in synch."

"So, we get him under and since the brat's the Leo, we'll pump him full of lion DNA, get the booze and put nasty images of anybody whose over hearing this conversation!"

"What, go celibate for Lent? What, no, it's a copy right infringement!"

"Um... I hate to admit that but your right..."

"'Whom' are 'we' 'ripping off?' Wildstar?"

"Leomon."

"Alright then. Where's that booze?"

Lance was wheeled in, heavily sedated, on a gurney. He had just come from an 'intense' interrogation/torture/mind-breaking type thing.

"Sleepy, you are sleepy..."

"Oh, whatever deity I happen to be worshipping this week, am I actually working with these people?" Moaned a very exasperated Insight. The brunette was a rudimentary telepath, working overtime and drinking her fifth cup of coffee.

"Kinda hard to believe, huh?" Commented a purple skinned huntress called Phantastia. She was an illusionist who could create scenarios in her victims.

"Why aren't I shopping?" Moaned Candy, a pretty blonde who slightly resembled Galadriel. Her powers involved manipulating her opponent's endorphins.

"Sleepy, you are very, VERY slee-..."

"Oh, shut up, Zedik!" Snapped Vanulo. He was a neural manipulator. Zedik was mutant who could exert control over subconscious of the mind.

"PLEASE, tell me we have something alcoholic..." Moaned a masked man in a French Canadian accent. He was called Headlok, and he could manipulate the psyche of his victims.

The only member of this mismatched group who had not spoken was a petite woman, with a pretty childlike face. Her face should have been smiling, but was somber and tired. She was dressed like Padmè Amidala in Episode II. She was called Alexandria.

"Look, let's just try to use our powers to shut off his will. Insight, play interference. Phantastia, do your thing. I'll make him like it. The rest of you, work with Phan." Commanded Candy.

"Don't call me Phan."

"Whatever."

Lance was on a bed in a small, open pavilion. He lay on a bed of something soft and brilliantly white. He felt nothing but unconditional ecstasy. Nothing else mattered but to have this pure light feeling continue. He gradually became aware of another presence in the bed.

"Good morning, Lance." Sighed Kitty.

"Yes, good morning." Said Willow from his other side.

Lance was about to respond when he realized that both of his girlfriends were in the bed with him. The very SAME BED. Oddly enough he stopped minding after he realized it. This beautiful pleasure was all that mattered. Scratch that. The continuation of this pleasure was all that mattered.

"So tell us Lance…" Kitty purred in his ear.

"What paralyzes you with fear? What scares you the most?"
Lance looked into Willow's stunningly purple eyes. Purple? Lance frantically looked over at Kitty. Her eyes were the exact same shade of purple as the sky. A PURPLE SKY?

'Oh, goody…' The voice of a disgruntled girl rang through his mind.

'Told you it wouldn't work.' Said the cold voice of an experience torturer in his late twenties.

'No, you didn't you bastard.' Objected a sophisticated voice of a young woman.

'You are sleepy! Oh so sleepy!' Chanted the voice of a man who had the IQ of a sun-ripened tomato.

'We're inhabiting his subconscious. You don't need to go through that bizarre routine! 'The torturer's voice snapped.

'Shut up, you imbeciles! I'm trying to focus here!' A powerful feminine voice blasted from all around him. She was most likely the one controlling the illusion.

The scope of the scenario vanished into a solid, misty shade of purple. He fell through it as the voice's screamed and almost tore apart his mind.

'This is fun. Watching you idiots fight releases so much excess psi energy, it's almost a buffet!' A new voice, cold and manipulating, rang through like a subtle yet strong tone.

This seemed to go one forever. The pain bore a new each time a voice started another tirade.

'ENOUGH!' Commanded a last voice. It was melodious and cold, dark and beautiful. Childlike in it's tone and mannerism, but centuries old. Lance stop falling with a hard jerk. Over him materialized an immense figure of warbling darkness. The slits wear the eyes would have been glowed gold. A gash opened where the mouth was opened and he felt something almost being removed from him. The last words he heard were those of the incompetent:

'We were being paid by the hour, you know…'

"AND STAY OUT!" Roared Hasumi as she bodily through Pyro the open doorway. As she slammed the door, she turned to Firefist. "Okay, you can come out now."

"Thanks, Kasum." Said the longhaired fire starter. He stood up, and immediately ducked back down as the door caught on fire.

"I'LL SAVE YOU, FIRE PRINCESS!" Screamed the enraged Aussie as he attempted to throttle thin air in an attempt to rescue his 'fire princess.'

"He thinks you're a girl?" (2) Hasumi asked in a slightly dumbfounded expression.

"What'd you think I he thought?" Firefist asked, looking at her with a slightly suspicious air. As Hasumi was about to answer, Pyro burst through the flaming door.

"Oh, my godddessly fire princess! Allow me to save you from this evil woman! Evil woman, CLEANSE THYSELF WITH THE FIRE! BWAHAHAHAHHA-…"

At this moment, Hasumi slapped the pyrokinectic across the cheek and took hold of his collar.

"Attention, PYRO! The PRINCESS you are pursuing IS A GUY!"

Pryo blinked, more confused than you usually looked at a snatch of sane conversation. He walked over to Firefist, unzipped his pants and, ignoring the obvious blushing, looked an intense look at what was inside.

"Okay, he's a guy. Sorry man." And with that, Pyro left like nothing had really happened.

"Okaaaaaay…" Said Firefist in a long, drawn out and very tired.

Hasumi threw herself onto the bed.

"The freakin' things I do for N faction…"

"So tell me, master, why are we lending the unimaginable power of the seal of Oricalcos to theses idiots?" Alastor kneeled behind Darts in the inner chamber of the Oricalcos.

"Simple, Alastor..." Replied Darts. "Cobra may well end up destroying itself with the immense power we are giving them, and we'll still know the location of the template of the Leviathan."

"And how exactly will that help when these idiots destroy our world the unimaginable power were giving them?"

"If you read the Oricalcos instruction manual, you'd know to do if we're screwed."

"You expect us to read a manual?"

"Not really, but that's beside the point." Darts stood up and as he did the light of insane power glittered in his eyes. He lifted his hand crown with fingernails that looked claw like in the green glow of the seal beneath him. "Soon, all the world will bow before the supreme power of the Oricalcos!" His evil laugh seemed to echo for an eternity off the empty walls off his palace.

Dr. Mindbender injected the serum into the Aries jugular vein. He then thrust him violently into a tank filled with unstable molecular chemicals. He surveyed his work. The Misfit insectiod girl was sobbing. Her body was hooked up to a humongous number of glowing wires attached to metal instruments all over her body. The gothic Capricorn was under a genetic scanner. Just because the little freak was showing resistance, he zapped her as painfully as he could with a tazer very frequently. Gemini's heads were connected via several cables. The rest of the 'volunteers' present were in stasis chambers being scanned genetically. Mindbender laugh softly at the spectacles of horror surrounding him. He didn't realize just how mutinous the participants were going to be when they woke up.

Chun-Li sighed inwardly. She knew what she had to do. She just despised having to do it. She spoke of it with Xi'an. The old ways dictated that their parents arranged their marriages, but they had lucked out that way. They had fallen completely in love and had joined Interpol together. They were here to infiltrate Z project. And her purpose was to sleep with Tomax,

She shuddered. She didn't want to. She and Xi'an were committed to each other and to their jobs. He was risking his life. This was a small sacrifice.

Two hours later, Chun came out of Tomax's inner sanctum. She looked depressed and tired. She was missing a bra, had blood on her knuckles, and was missing two tranquilizers. But the had positive her fiancée was definitely Libra of the Zodiac Project.

All right, I'll dedicate this chapter to L170E, the only one to come out and say they knew what the Z stood for. Just a random fact I don't anyone cares about, but this was almost an entire fic devoted to misdirection. Basically the wrong version involved ruling the world by manipulating earth's reality plane through its Z rotation access, as well as the Zodiac members a fighting force. But to just to make sure the lawyers are truly at bay, but Firefist is the codename of Rusty Collins. I kept the scene where Chun seduces Tomax short because I didn't know how to write it without aggravating the ToS.

(1) This entire scene rips off Garth Nix. To get a cheat sheet, kinda, for this, read the Abhorsen Trilogy.

(2) At this point, due to unforeseen and very aggravating circumstances, I did this while in a speeding car, late at night trying to sleep