As of right now, ShadowFalls is in utter darkness. The few hero's that survive deep in the mountains dare not attack, having none of their Partners to assist them anymore, and being few, they could do little. But in times of darkness, there is aways light. Or so they say. Perhaps that's not true with ShadowFalls. Or perhaps it is. Then again, the events that take place, force all to think there is no longer any hope for the Light. For how could such things happen if there was still hope?
Deep under Shadow Mewtwo's castle lurks a underground of dimly lit rooms and cells. This is Shadow Mewtwo's personal dungeon. The walls are stained with old blood, and the air is dry and old smelling. Many beings who displeased Shadow Mewtwo have been dragged into this place. Very few have ever returned from its depths.
In one of the many rooms of this underground nightmare, two girls lay chained to the floor. The first is Jen. She is badly beaten, and lays silently, her eyes closed. The second is Freya. She is covered in blood, from the many bloody wounds on her body. She to has her eyes closed, both appear unconscious, or near so.
A few moments pass, and Jen's eyes slowly open. They focus on Freya, and glimmers of sadness pass though them. This...was all her fault. Her friend, Freya would not be here if it not for her. She slowly tries to rise, anger flashing in her eyes. Anger at their captors, who had tormented..tortured both of them nearly every day since they had been dragged here. How long had it been? Weeks? Months? Time was impossible to tell in this dank underground part of the castle. All Jen knew was it had felt like forever. Forever since their world was combined with the Shadow Realm. Forever since the final battle. Forever...since there had been anything but pain. Jen falls back down, struggling to stay awake, to talk. "F...Freya?"
Freya's eyes remain shut for a long moments, then she slowly opens one eye. She hisses softly her eyes filled with fury at their captures. "D...Don't ...let them ...take the muffins...Jen. Protect the shoes..." Her eyes once again close, and she lets out a sigh before she passes out again.
Jen slowly winces, then closes her eyes as well. Why could they not leave Freya out of this? She knew, thought at least, that Shadow Mewtwo MUST be behind this. And she also knew it was she he wanted. Why bring Freya into it..why hurt her? But this was a question that Jen knew. Shadow Mewtwo would do anything to hurt her, to force her to summit to his will. Why could he not see she'd never summit to him. Ever. Her thoughts lead off to blackness as the effort of staying awake is finally to much for her and she passes into unconscious.
In the shadows a set of hungry gold eyes stare out at the two unconscious girls. The figure slowly steps into the light nearer to the two. His shockingly bright green hair frames his face, broken only by the black horn that rises from his head. His golden eyes frame a narrow face, with twin stripes of orange across both sides of the face. His clothes are dirty, and torn, and the collar around his neck indicates, although he is far from human, he to is a slave.
As he continues to stare at the two girls, he brings one bloody claw up to his mouth and licks it absentmindedly. Freya's blood, so sweet to him. Much sweeter then Jen's. His eyes shine brighter in the gloom as he continues to watch the two. He slowly twitches, looking Jen over, then his gaze falls from her to Freya. He licks his claws again, and darts his head around his room before moving closer to the unconscious Freya. He kneels by her form, and strokes her face with the back of his claws, leaving trails of blood across it. He licks his lips and his eyes start to drift downward.
Before Valgaav's gaze can drift any farther, the familiar grayish purple shimmer appears in the room. Phibrizzo's eyes meet Valgaav's, and he just stares at him for a few long moments, the fury radiating from his eyes as he stares at Valgaav kneeling over Freya. With a snap of Phibrizzo's fingers, Valgaav falls to the ground shrieking in pain. Phibrizzo moves in front of the fallen Valgaav and viciously kicks him in the crotch. Valgaav rolls over on his back and shrieks once again in pain.
Phibrizzo glares at Valgaav accusingly, then screams at him. " Did I in ANYWAY tell you to touch the prisoners in the way you were about to? DID I TELL YOU TO DO IT? ANSWER ME!" Unless you desire to go back to the hell I dragged you out of. Do you WANT that, little boy?"
Valgaav slowly whimpers, shaking his head no. He struggles to his feet, keeping his head bowed before his Master.
Phibrizzo clenches his fist in anger, and stomps his food on the ground. He seems as if he is about to kill Valgaav, but slowly he calms down. He knows he still needs this poor excuse for a servant. "Bad Boy! Get OUT of here before I change my mind!" He snarls.
Valgaav limps out the door, moving as quickly as he can from his Master's fury. Phibrizzo turns to the girls who have remained unconscious throughout all of this. He snaps his fingers, sending both of them back to their cells. Their cages. "I am going to have to kill Valgaav soon. He grows far to much out of control." Phibrizzo thinks about this for a few moments, then nods slowly, and shimmers away.
In her cell, Freya slowly awakens, and opens her eyes, wincing in pain. She stares at the bars that define her existence, and tries not to whimper. They had tortured her and Jen more times then she wanted to count. So many times.. Beaten so badly it hurt just to breath. Sliced up so much every movement felt like fire. And so much more, even worse tortures then that. But all that pain, was not why Freya wanted to whimper, to shed tears. Why she wanted to, was because she worried about everyone else. Jen, who she knew was who they truly wanted to hurt. Cat, who she knew not was alive or dead. Was Cat being tortured to, somewhere in this hell? All her other friends, alive? Dead? Tortured? Slaves? Not knowing was the worst part of all. She knew not who fell in the battle, or who escaped or who was captured. Only her fate, Jen's fate, and Goku's fate did she know.
Goku. Her lover, and so much more then that. He had been apart of her, in so many ways. Whenever she was sad, he was there. Whenever things looked hopeless, he was there. In battle, he was by her side, fighting. He was strong, a warrior. And that's how he had been in the final battle. Fighting with all he had. To the bitter end.
Freya closes her eyes, not wanting to remember, but the memory's come unbidden. The screams in the air. The sent of blood all around her. The shadows covering everything...
iHer Partners were spread out all over the battle field, as well as everyone else's partners. She could hear her Blue Eyes and Red Eye's roars puncture the battle, along with the clash of swords, the swish of claws, the thump of punches and kicks. Gene, the Gijinka Gallantmon fought by her side. Freya dives to the side as a Shadow Syther nearly slices her head off. Gene impels it, and Freya rises. With a shock she looks around, struggling to see though the shadows to find her Dragons. To her shock, Seto and Joey no longer ride on the lead ones. She cries out in shock. "Seto? Joey?"
Screams puncture her search, and she spins around. Those had not been screams of battle, nor screams of pain. Those had been..Death screams. Freya screams out and runs, attacking the minions of the Dark Ones. Gene follows behind her, but a sudden blast from a huge ShadowDragonite strikes him. When the blinding light from the Hyper beam passes, Gene's head is gone. The Gallantmon's body falls to the ground, and Freya stares in shock. So much shock she does not realize SOMETHING is coming up behind her.
"WAVY!" Freya spins hearing Goku's voice, just as a Phantomon swings his scythe at her. Freya falls to the ground avoiding the first strike, but Phantomon's already bringing the Scythe around, this time aiming at her neck. Goku dives forward, throwing the Phantomon away from Freya. He turns to her, the worry in his eyes great. He moves his mouth to speak, but before he can a Bakumon flies out of the shadows. Freya turns around and fiercely kicks it away. Goku moves to help her, but something flies out of the shadows at the two. Goku spins around, but before he can bring his arm to bear to blast it with a energy blast, its claws sink deep within Goku's chest. Freya spins around, but what or who attacked Goku has already vanished within the shadows. Freya watches in horror as blood spurts out of Goku's chest, and he falls to the blood soaked ground. She dives to the ground, landing beside him, but as she watches, the light slowly leaves Goku's eyes. The last emotion shinning within his eyes, his his love for her.
Freya screams, falling onto his body. "GOKU! Goku no don't leave me..don't leave me...you can't leave me..I need you..I love you!" She lets her head fall on his blood soaking chest, tears running down her cheeks. All around her the battle...the slaughter rages, but she ceases to care. All she wants now is for something to strike her down. To destroy her, so she can go where Goku has gone.
Slowly the sounds of carnage and battle fade, leaving only a deep silence, broken only by soft sobs of pain, and whimpers of grief. Freya did not even bother to lift her head from Goku's chest. And when she was grabbed roughly off of him she did not even fight back. She just gazed at Goku's body as she was dragged away with shock, and agony. She hoped they'd kill her. They'd end her life. So she could join Goku in whatever heaven or hell existed beyond this one. But her wish went unanswered. That day had been only the beginning of the nightmare. They had drug her underground, and that's when the torture begun./i
Freya opens her eyes, unshead tears glimmering in them as memory's of the final battle assaulted her. She refused to let the tears fall. She refused to let them see, to give whoever was watching the satisfaction of her crying. Freya closes her eyes again. She no longer wanted to simply die. Even if it did mean she'd rejoin Goku. She wanted now to fight. To pay them back for his death. For her Partners deaths. For the torture they had inflicted upon her and Jen. And all the misery and death they had inflicted upon everyone else. She just had to figure out how to get out of here. Then..She'd fight. She'd give them hell. Freya's last thoughts as she drifted off to sleep, was of Goku, her friends, and far happier times.
Akuma Mystique slinks though the castle, her blue skin rippling with every step she takes. She glances around her, her red eyes searching and finally falling on one of the many doorways that line the corridors of Shadow Mewtwo's castle. "..Shadow Mewtwo whatever can I DO for you?" She purrs at she stares hard into the shadows.
Shadow Mewtwo floats out, his tail blade scrapping against the ground. He studies Akuma Mystique, and his claws twitch slightly as footsteps fall from behind both of them. Only one dared to approach Shadow Mewtwo from the back. Without needing to look back, Shadow Mewtwo clicks his claws together. "Cyber Hiwatari...You desire something?"
Cyber Hiwatari moves around Shadow Mewtwo, so he is standing by Akuma Mystique, facing Shadow Mewtwo directly. "I hate it when you do that. And we have to... talk." Cyber Hiwatari frowns. "You KNOW what I want. Or rather what my sweet Cat wants. And what she wants she gets. Got me?" Cyber Hiwatari fingers his pocket, touching his BlackDranzer within. He wishes to unleash it, right here and now. Never mind that Shadow Mewtwo is a ally. He still wishes to. On Shadow Mewtwo, on innocents. On anyone but his Cat. But for now, he would wait. As long as Shadow Mewtwo never took action against Cat.
Shadow Mewtwo studies the boys face, then floats closer to him. Shadow Mewtwo raises his hand, and strokes Cyber Hiwatari's cheek. With a snarl, Cyber Hiwatari jerks back, to Shadow Mewtwo's amused chuckle. "You want Freya? Very well then. Don't worry. You may have her, as soon as I am done with her. But there is ONE condition."
Cyber Hiwatari's eyes narrow. "A condition? What?" Cyber Hiwatari's eyes move to stare full into Shadow Mewtwo's eyes, showing that if he did not like Shadow Mewtwo's answer, there would be trouble.
Shadow Mewtwo chuckles in amusement again, then narrows his gaze. "You will keep Freya on a tight leash. Once I release her to you, she must NEVER leave your base. Ever. She must never be free, and Jen must never see her again. At least not the REAL Freya."
Shadow Mewtwo's eyes drift from Cyber Hiwatari's to Akuma Mystique's. With a single motion of his hand, Akuma Mystique morphs. Her blue skin gives way to human skin, her red eyes soften to . Her adult form gives way to a younger girls. When the transformation is complete, Akuma Mystique looks perfectly like Freya. She moves closer to Shadow Mewtwo, putting one arm on his. "Is this good enough, Lord Shadow Mewtwo? Does it please you?"
Shadow Mewtwo nods, and raises his claws snapping them together. A few seconds later, Phibrizzo appears before the trio, cradling a unconscious and chained up Freya in his arms. Akuma Mystique slinks to him, and studies the many wounds on the girl. She shivers slightly, and the same exact wounds appear on her.
Shadow Mewtwo floats to the real Freya, looking down upon her bruised and cut face. He runs his claws though her hair softly and smiles. "Little Flower. Little Flower. I know your awake. I know you can here every single word we speak. Before I let Cyber Hiwatari take you away, I wish to know something." Shadow Mewtwo's smile turns into a truly wicked and cruel grin. "How does it feel? Having your beautiful blood cover your frail form? How does it feel knowing the pain you have endured, day in and day out? How does it feel..." Shadow Mewtwo's fangs glimmer as he laughs slightly. "To know your friend will soon be mine. By my side, in all ways. The Brat Princess who belonged to no one, who no one could tame, but who will soon belong to me?"
Freya's eyes bolt open, and she snarls and spits at Shadow Mewtwo. "NEVER you shoeless freak! She won't EVER cause she'd never in a million years be like you! Or with you!" Freya starts struggling, with all the strength she has left causing Phibrizzo to stumble and almost fall. Quickly he thrusts the struggling girl into Cyber Hiwatari's arms. Cyber Hiwatari quickly tightens his arms around her, so tight she can barely breath, much less struggle anymore.
"Best be quiet. Cat wishes you alive. I wish to keep Cat happy, and mine. Cyber Hiwatari stares down at Freya, and something in his gaze, as well as his strange words, unnerves her and sends her into a quiet glaring rage. Cyber Hiwatari nods softly, and rocks slightly. His fingernails cut Freya's arm slightly, and as he continues to rock, Freya's eyes close as she falls asleep in his arms. Cyber Hiwatari gives Shadow Mewtwo one last stare, before walking out with the sleeping Freya nestled in his arms.
Akuma Mystique stares after the boy for a few long moments, then moves closer to Phibrizzo and wraps her arms around his neck. She hops into his arms, cooing slightly. Phibrizzo once again almost stumbles under the weight. Akuma Mystique laughs softly before closing her eyes, moving into acting like the injured Freya mood.
Phibrizzo rolls his eyes slightly before raising his gaze to Shadow Mewtwo's. "Between Akuma Mystique and my magic, we shall finish shattering Jen's mind. When she is at the brink of madness and death, you will come in acting like a Knight in Shinning Armor. With her mind in the state it will soon be in, she will then be yours. All you have to do is rescue her. Make it look REAL. I'll have Valgaav there. Hmm He's been such a bad boy! Kill him when you "Rescue" Jen."
In Jen's cell, Jen lays upon the ground staring at the bars. Trapped down here, tortured Again a nd again. Forced to watch them torture Freya as well, which was infinity worse then any pain she had endured. Knowing they were only hurting her friend to get to her. Would this never end? There had to be a way to get free. To pay them back for all they had done to her.
The all to familiar gray and purple shimmer appears in front of the bars of the cell as Phibrizzo appears. Jen closes her eyes, waiting for it to begun again. Same old, same old. They would teleport her into a larger room. Freya would already be there. Then that sick freak Phibrizzo would come with his pet Valgaav and the torture would begun anew. But did they really think all this would make her give in, give up? Ever? She knew Freya would never give in either. They had to stay..strong.
But as the minutes pass, Jen slowly grew to know, something was different. Instead of insanely teleporting her from the cell to another room, Phibrizzo was instead just staring at her, giving off occasional giggles that sent goosebumps down her bare arms. Finally Phibrizzo raises a finger and Jen is teleported. But again, something is different. Instead of being in a large room, Jen finds herself lying on the floor of a much smaller room. Instead of Freya being with her, she was alone. For a few long moments, Jen just lay on the cold floor, confused, trying to hide her fear at whatever new torture they had thought up. Where was Freya? Jen slowly clenches her eyes shut and whispers softly to herself. "Please let her still be alive."
Jen continued to lay there until a scream ripped though the air. Jen bolted right up, looking around the room. To her surprise no chains bound her at all. And a door, with no lock, was to the side of her. Ignoring her past wounds, she continues to bolt to the door, ignoring any danger that may await her. For she knew, that scream had been Freya's. Jen slams into the door, and with a clatter it opens, throwing Jen into the next room.
With horror Jen stared at the scene that greeted her. The floor was streaked with blood, more blood then she'd seen before, when Valgaav used his claws to torture her or Freya. In the middle of the room, Freya lay, claw marks rendered in her skin, her clothes in even more tatters. Blood covered almost every bit of her small form, as she twisted under the grasp of Valgaav's claws. The monster had her by the throat, why sitting on top of her.
Jen slowly shakes, whispering under her breath, frozen by the horrific scene that assaulted her. "No..Freya... VALGAAV!" with a screech Jen threw herself at the Monster, only to be thrown back by a barrier. With a shimmer, Phibrizzo enters. He takes in the scene, allowing himself a wolfish grin, before frowning at Valgaav, making a vicious motion for him to release the girl.
Valgaav slinks off of Freya, taking his time to stand up. He kneels on the ground on the other side of Freya,before rising and moving closer to Jen, his golden eyes focused on Jen's horrified eyes. "Your next" He growls softly at her. Slowly he brings his blood covered claws, licking them slowly, all the while keeping his eyes on Jen's.
Phibrizzo claps his hands together and moves toward Freya, who remains on the floor, her eyes closed. Her breathing is ragged, and Phibrizzo frowns as he kneels by her. "Little...Lilly is that what Shadow Mewtwo calls you?" Phibrizzo whispers. Freya's eyes flicker open, as Phibrizzo snaps his fingers. A small yellow orb appears in his palm. "Now this is just..Horrible. Playtime got a little to rough. So much pain. Little Girls don't like so much pain, do they? It causes such horrific memory's. Memory's that never go away, never stop hurting." Phibrizzo takes a breath, fingering the golden orb. "How would you like to forget about all of this? Be reborn in a sense?"
Freya's eyes shimmer with such agony and she closes them, hiding the pain in them from Phibrizzo. Jen snaps out of her shocked paralyze, and hits the barrier several times, screaming. "Don't listen to him! STAY with me, stay with what you know is right! They murdered Go..."
Jen's voice falls silent as Phibrizzo flicks his wrist, making the barrier block Jen's voice. He turns his eyes back to Freya. "Goku? Yes, I heard he was your lover. Little Girls and Little Boy's do like to play with each other. Sometimes not so willingly." Phibrizzo glances up, glaring at Valgaav for a few seconds before turning his gaze back to Freya. She opens her eyes at mention of Goku's name. "It was not I who destroyed him. Don't you know who did? You don't! How said! I'll tell you. It was Shadow Mewtwo who struck him down. Who killed him." Phibrizzo falls silent, and strokes Freya's hair, gently. "Yes, I remember him gloating about murdering Goku. Because it would hurt you. Because it would hurt Jen to see you hurt. You SEE, sadly, but truly, it is Jen's fault your here. Because Shadow Mewtwo is so obsessed with her. But enough about Jen for now. We;ve heard JUST about enough of her, have we not? So now, What about you? Is it fair to make you live with the memory's of all this? Memory's to horrendous to bear?"
Freya slowly struggles to take a deep breath in, whimpering slightly from the pain the slight effort causes her. "Bu..But the shoes..the muffins..."
Phibrizzo smiles softly, glancing at Jen, who keeps slamming her fist against the barrier. "You can have all those. All the shoes of all the world. All the muffins of all the world. All the things girls SHOULD have. No more pain. I can erase the pain the memory's have caused you. Make it though as they never happened. You'll be free to play. Free to do anything your heart desires.
Freya slowly nods, to Jen's horrific look. Phibrizzo stands, and snaps his fingers, laughing in glee as the Yellow Orb containing Freya's soul, turns dark brown, streaked with hints of red. Freya's wounds heal in a instant, and she stands up, a new dark look in her eyes. She laughs, spinning around. Her memory's of the months of torture, gone. The memory's of this last night of torture, gone. All she remembers of all of it, is it is JEN'S fault. Her fault, because SHE would not give into Shadow Mewtwo. Not even to spare her friend from torture, pain.
Phibrizzo snaps his fingers, causing the barrier to shatter and break. "Do what you desire, Freya. You are free now. To do whatever your heart desires."
Freya approaches Jen, anger building in her eyes. "Its all your fault." She spits. " Shadow Mewtwo's little pet. Or at least that's what he wants you to be. If you had ONLY submitted to his wishes, I would never of been here! None of this would happen to me. But then again, YOU don't care! If you did you would of submitted! Instead of making me suffer right along with you. At least those memory's are gone. At least the pain is gone! The humiliation!"
Jen stands there, to shocked to move, or even speak. Her eyes fill with tears at Freya's accusations. Was it true? Would her friend of not been hurt if she'd only submitted? Was her pride to great, to much that she could not see?
Freya ignores Jen's silence, as well as her tears. She stalks toward Jen, pointing a finger in her face. "Its time to make YOU suffer as I have suffer! Time for you to suffer because of another! Because of your FRIEND. Or so called friend!" Freya glares behind her at Valgaav. "GO Valgaav! SHOW Her how you torture little girls when Master is away! Show her what it feels like!"
Valgaav grins in insane pleasure, and stalks toward Jen. His ebony black wings burst out of his back, casting a shadow over the still silent Jen. It is only when he attempts to grab her that she snaps from her shock, ducking under his grasp. She spins around, and throws a kick at his midsection, but with speed a human can't even hope to match, Valgaav grabs Jen's leg. He grins at her, why Freya laughs from the sidelines. Spurred beyond her own battered body by her anger, Jen rips her leg from Valgaav's grasp, and tackles him to the ground. He quickly overpowers her, but before he can pin her to the ground, she leaps up away from Valgaav. He leaps up as well, snatching a knife from his belt, and throwing at Jen.
Jen grabs at it, managing to snatch it out of midair before it hits her. Valgaav takes the opportunity to leap right in front of Jen, and slams his right wing hard into her side, sending her flying toward Freya. She tumbles around, and before she can stop her tumble, Valgaav slams his other wing into her wrist, sending the knife flying. It sails from her hand, right into Freya's throat. Freya looks at Jen as the knife quivers in her throat, and Jen falls to the ground. The instant Jen hits, Freya's eyes roll up in her head, as she falls to the ground as well. The knife falls from her neck, and a stream of blood bursts from her neck. Jen stares in shock, then throws herself to Freya's side, trying to stop the flow of blood with her hands. "Freya..FREYA!"
Freya slowly opens her eyes, and gone is the darkness that had ahold of her mere moments ago. "...I can see muffin land, Jen. Goku...is there...shoes..." With one last gurgle, Freya coughs up blood, and then her eyes go blank, cold. Dead. The Marble in Phibrizzo hands goes dim, then shatters. Jen clenches her eyes shut as she starts to cry over Freya's body.
Valgaav growls at the emotional display, and moves toward Jen, not even bothering to look at his Master. He grabs her roughly by the neck, and throws her against the wall. "Far be it from me to deny a girl's last order." Valgaav snarls as he stares at Jen. He moves closer to Jen, but before he can do anything more then that, a ball of black energy slams into his back. He screams as it impacts him. A bright purple glow covers Valgaav, and he explodes moments after, in a spray of blood, bone, feathers, and other body matter. Jen stares in shock for a few long moments, before slumping to the floor, leaning against the wall.
Phibrizzo stares in shock, then starts jumping into the air. He shakes slightly as Shadow Mewtwo's feet tough the ground before him. "L...ord Shadow Mewtwo!"
Shadow Mewtwo's eyes glow blood red, and Phibrizzo is send flying backward, hitting the wall with a load crash. Shadow Mewtwo turns to Jen, who is huddled against the wall, shaking. Shadow Mewtwo takes a step forward, and she flinches.
"...You..YOU DID THIS." Jen hoarsely screams at him. Then her voice grows softer, more hysterical. Her words come as a stream, barely compressional. "You.. you.. told P..Phibrizzo to take us, to torture us, told Valgaav to ..Freya... she's.. ..she's dea...my fault...she got hurt..cause of me..but its your fault to..I..." Jen trails off, and huddles down more, whimpering, whispering Freya's name over and over again.
Shadow Mewtwo slowly grows in anger, and he turns to Phibrizzo. "GET OUT of my site. You re lucky I do not rip you apart for what you have done, Phibrizzo! You forget WHO is ruler of this realm. WHO is the strongest. I gave no such permission for you to take my PET and my FLOWER here behind my back." Shadow Mewtwo slashes his tail though the air over and over again in anger as Phibrizzo flees from the room whimpering in fear from the angry Lord.
Shadow Mewtwo looks at Freya's still form, then floats by Jen. Her only reaction to his closeness to her, is to huddle more against the wall. "Poor Princess. I never would of done such to you. I only wanted to have you with me. To keep you safe from all this." He kneels by Jen, and takes her in his arms, not allowing her to resist, though she barely does. He starts to rock her, purring slightly. The noise seems to calm her, and her eyes close as she relaxes in Shadow Mewtwo's arms. Shadow Mewtwo's eyes glow, and both teleport away from the Dungeon.
In the hallway, Phibrizzo holds up a light purple orb. It shimmers with swirls of black, then vanishes from his hand. "It is done." Phibrizzo whispers. "She is his now. And by the power of the shadows of this realm, she will belong to him forever, until the end of them, or time itself.
As soon as Shadow Mewtwo and Jen vanish, Freya gets up, and shivers, transforming back to her true form, Akuma Mystique. She slinks out into the hallway, and smiles coyly at Phibrizzo. He gives her a glance. "You play amazingly. You made the utterly perfect Freya. Even Jen could not tell that you were not the REAL Freya!
Akuma Mystique glows at the praise, and stretches out. "Its what I do BEST. And its so fun to play such twisted games. Not to mention Valgaav was...mmmmmm... To bad he's dead. Or maybe not to bad. He did prefer girls to women after all.
Phibrizzo makes no comment, just wrinkling his nose slightly. He shrugs slightly. "Well now that we are done jumping though hoops for Shadow Mewtwo, we can continue with our own evil plots and games!" Akuma Mystique grins at this, and slinks down the corridor, as Phibrizzo shimmers away.