"Damn this place stinks." Dom waves a hand in front of her face with a sick look. I nod, pinching my nose. "It simply reeks of of chemicals and the like…. I wanna burn it all, but that would ruin the point of surprising Lust." "Speaking of family." Dom holds the collar of her shirt over her nose and mouth. "Why the hell'd you run off on them if you just wanna come back?" I sigh and shrug.

"Well, the story's a bit complicated. As I've told you, I'm an interdimensional demon-y thing. When my Hikari, Lisa, came to this world, "Daddy dearest" had lost one of his other kids, some freak show named Greed who ran a gang of chimeras in Dublith." "I've heard about him. The whole community of free chimeras know of Greed and how he'll take in anyone who can prove they're worth something to him."

"He's dead, and so is his entire gang. Father decided that, since Greed went rouge, he wanted a different kid, so he created this body and poured his insanity into it. He expected another child to do his bidding, but the body called out for a renegade soul and dragged me into it." I glance into one of the open rooms. "So, not wanting to do what Daddy said, I left. Waltzed right out the door." I make the motion of taking off. "So, with nothing better to do, I'm going to do what I can to muck things up for them while keeping entertained. If that means picking up strays like you." I smirk, looking at her out of the corner of my eye. "Then I'll do that."

I stop and frown. "Come to say hello before playing with the two boys?" I ask smoothly Dom growls and turns around. Lust chuckles, her claws slowly extending. "I never thought I'd see you down here Insanity." I slowly turn around, watching Lust eye Dominique with a bored interest. "You've brought a Chimera with you as well." Dominique growls, dropping to all fours and glaring at Lust. "I'd say it's good to see you, sis. But, well…. It isn't." I growl as well, shadow spears pointing at Lust, awaiting the order to strike.

Lust raises an eyebrow. "It seems you've taken to Pride's ability." I shrug, not taking my eyes off her. "Came with the body. The regeneration is nice too. Makes my natural ability to heal much better." Lust smiles. "I'd fight you now, but I've got others to attend to." "Like that poor boyfriend of yours?" I ask, nearly spitting venom at her. She smirks, retracting her claws. "Yes, well, he did stand me up on our date." She turns and click-clacks away. I turn to Dominique and we both nod before dashing after her.

I'd like to say we caught up and pounded her to the ground, but…. we ended up getting lost until we heard an explosion in one of the rooms. By the time we arrived though, Lust had left the two morons to die.

"HAVOC!" We both skid to a stop at the shout. "Guess we found Flame-brain and Smoker-boy." I mutter. We both peek into the room with a burned door to see Havoc lying face down on the ground and Mustang lying on his back, struggling with a bleeding wound on his side.

I lick my lips before moving into the room. "You are so utterly useless, you know that?" I ask, staring down at Mustang. Wincing, he glares up at me. "Come to finish me off then?" I chuckle humorlessly. "No, I was here to see my sister, maybe beat her up a bit, but I'm too late for that. Might as well save your miserable ass." My wrist swivels quickly, a small flame bursting to life just above my palm. "Then you'll owe me." I lean down, about burn the wound when he grabs my arm. "No."

"No?" I raise an eyebrow.

He weakly pushes my arm towards the other man. "Him first." I roll my eyes. "Fine. Dominique, keep Flame-brain alive while I tend to the smoker." I move so I'm kneeling over the unconscious form of Jean Havoc as Dom works on stopping Roy's bleeding. I press the fire to the holes in Havoc's side, waking the man into a shout of pain. "Oh shut up you wuss." I snap, amping up the flame just enough to completely seal the wound.

Havoc curls up, clutching his burnt side as I move back towards Roy. "Why are we doing this?" Dom asks, eyeing Havoc's half cooked side with some saliva dripping from her mouth. "Because then this motherfucker will owe me even more than he already does." "I owe you nothing!" Mustang snaps as I press the flame to his side. He hisses loudly, nails digging into his palm.

Once the blood stops flowing, I pull my hand away, the raven-haired man nearly passing out. I abruptly grab his shirt and smack him. "Wake up you dumbass, or else my sister's gonna kill your girlfriend!" His eyes widen. "W-ha-" I shake him, growling. "You're supposed to be some hardened military guy! If you can't get on your feet to protect your lieutenant, then how the hell can you even hope to lead a fucking country! Losers like you make me SICK!" I push the weak man, making him fall to the ground. "Dom, go get that old lighter!" I hold out my hand, flexing my fingers for Dominique to give me the small metal item. The moment I felt the cool square lighter in my palm, I thrust it in his direction. "Take this and GO FIGHT FOR YOUR GOD DAMNED PEOPLE!"

Mustang stared at it for a moment before struggling to his feet and taking the device. I grab his forearm and drag him to his feet. "You, go back the way you came and then keep going until you find a big open room with a giant door thing. Me and Dom'll take Havoc up top for medical attention." He nods and hobbles to the door, holding his side with one hand while clutching the lighter like a lifeline with the other.

Dom slings the unconscious man over her shoulder.

"Roy."

The raven haired man stops. "Yes?"

I smirk. "Kill Lust and I'll consider us even."

He stops for a moment, leaning against the wall before nodding. "Alright." He then continues on his way.

Dominique carries the injured man upstairs, Havoc groaning painfully. "Hush up." I tell him. "Be glad that we're saving your ass. Dom wants to eat that half cooked side of yours." Dom chuckles. "That obvious, huh?"

"You were drooling."

"Was not!" She shouts, one arm flailing. I tap her on the head. "Yo! EMT people!" The military officer all yelp and aim their rifles as we exit the building. "Some of the intruders!" One of them shouts. "Don't get your panties in a bunch!" I shout. I motion to Dom, who drops Havoc at the men's feet. "This is 2nd Lieutenant Jean Havoc. He was injured in the line of duty and he urgently needs medical attention."

A Medic rushes forward with a stretcher, demanding some of the men help her get him to the ambulance. We both jump onto the top of the building, Dom kneeling with a grin as I extravagantly bow to the men. "We bid you adieu!" I call.

"Fire!" One of them shouts as Dominique and I both jump off the other side and run off back to the lair, both of us whooping and hollering happily.

-the Warehouse-

I leaned against the giant door, hand on my forehead, laughing. "O-oh my gosh…. Hahahaha… Th-that was- haha-that was awesome!" Dominique grins, hardly containing her own laughter. "Th-their f-faces! They were s-o freaked out!"

We both giggle and laugh aloud, damn near rolling on the ground. "A-and th-e w-way that Fire g-uy was-" We both snicker loudly. "THIS my friend!" I announce, pointing to the sky. "Is living! We do whatever we want, whenever we want and no one and NOTHING CAN STOP US!"

Dom nearly screams as a large drop of liquid falls at her feet. My eyes snap up, scanning the sealing before spotting an incredibly big shadow that radiates an awful lot of power for a mortal creature. "GET DOWN HERE!" I shout, shooting a stream of fire at the creature. It hisses and jumps down, crashing to the ground in front of us. We both hop back, Dom dropping onto all fours and me holding a hand forward with a flame ready. The creature growls, snapping it's jaws at us, making the hair on Dom's ears stick up.

A second creature jumps from the shadows, it's body glinting with scales. Both swish incredibly large tails behind them, the second creature's tail knocking over a box. I snap my other wrist, sparking another flame to life, watching both creatures. Just as it seems like the two are going to jump on us, the first creature moves in front of us, arching it's back and hissing at the second. They both hiss at each other.

Now that I can see them both, I realize they're BOTH chimeras. The first creature has a fuzzy head, reminding me of some alien thing from some movie Lisa used to watch, scales covering it's lower half, the chest and arms are human, if a little over-muscular and a weird snake-looking tail with a little bulb thing on the end that rattles as his tail swishes.

The second creature looks more lizard like with a mohawk on the top of it's head. The body is incredibly slender, to the point of I wonder if it's eaten recently. A long black tongue flickers out of it's mouth, glaring down the first chimera. Now that I'm looking, he's got some scales around his mouth and at random places on his body.

"Back off Ricky!" The first chimera snaps, startling me and Dom. "I saw 'em first!"

"Bullshit!" snaps the other one, apparently named Ricky…. "I was stalkin' 'em and then you got in the way!"

They both growl, tails waving wildly. I frown, feeling my eyebrows scrunch up. "Stalking? What the hell are you-" "Hush up!" The fuzz-headed one snaps, spinning to glare at me, showing off his bat like-face and creepily large tongue.

Dom takes a step back, smirking nervously. "Now you've done it." She snickers. The two shoot her a look as I feel my face heat up. "DON'T TELL ME TO SHUT UP, YOU OVERGROWN FUZZBALL!" I shout. "NOBODY'S HUNTING ANYBODY, ESPECIALLY IF IT'S ME! I'M A FUCKING DEMON, YOU HEAR ME!" I shake my fist at them. They both back up, blinking in surprise. I jab a finger to the door. "BOTH OF YOU EITHER GET OUT OR LEARN TO ROLL OVER, CAUSE I'LL SKIN YA EITHER WAY!" "Uh…" The mohawked one holds up one finger. I point at him, making him flinch. "DON'T EVEN! YOU COME INTO MY HOME TO HUNT ME? I DON'T FUCKING THINK SO!"

I open my mouth to go off again when Dom grabs my shoulder. "I think that's enough there Dark." She laughs as the two, who are staring at me wide-eyed. I growl and shake my head. "I'm going to bed. Dominique, do whatever with these too. I don't care." I rub my forehead and stalk towards the closed hallway that leads down to the our barrack-like living quarters.

-Dominique-

I watch Darkness or Insanity or whatever the hell her name is storm downstairs, grumbling something about freaks. I shake my head, chuckling. "You two got this close to her ripping your heads off!" I hold up my index finger and thumb, a paper thin distance between the two fingers. The two stand up, moving away from each other with a glare. The smaller of the two, apparently named Ricky walks over to me with a small smile. "Uhm… sorry about… stalking you guys earlier… I was actually following 'Bode over there." He points to the larger chimera who seems to be in the midst of tearing one of the large crates apart. "Bode?" I tilt my head. Ricky nods. "Yeah, his real name's Hartbode, but it sounds a bit silly." I nod and glance back to where Hartbode is curling up on the torn up crate like a cat.

"So… what's up between you two anyhow? The whole "I'mma rip your throat out" thing you two were doing?" Ricky nodded, rubbing the back of his head. "Yeah… 'Bode and I don't get along all that well…" "I told you." We both spin towards Hartbode who's got one eye half open and glaring at us. "I don't go by "Bode". It's Hart. I'm not the only "bode"." I chuckle and shake my head. "So, what, you two're just gonna sleep up here? In this cold and dingy old warehouse?"

"I suppose you have a better idea?" Hartbode asks, frowning.

I point to the opening Darkness left wide open. "We've got this neat little bunker downstairs you can stay in. We've got plenty of rooms and stuff. As long as you don't piss Darky off, you can stay as long as ya like!" Ricky and Hartbode glance at each other and frown before turning their attention back to me. "As long as we don't share a room, I'm fine with it." says Hartbode. Ricky nods. "Same."

I grin and lead them both down to the bunker, attempting to not trip while they seem to do fine. "How aren't either of you stumbling?!" Ricky chuckles from above my head. "I'm not walking on those stairs." Hartbode scoffs. "I can see in the dark, silly wolf-girl." His voice is really cold, like Dark's… I shiver at the thought.

We finally get to the bottom of the long-ass staircase and enter the main room of the lair/bunker/thing. I spin around, stretching my arms out. "Welcome to our little piece of hell!" I laugh as the two glance around. "Not a bad crib you two got here." Ricky remarks, peeking into the bathrooms and into the tiny kitchen-y thing we have. Hartbode glances down the hall Darkness's room is. "What's the point of that?" he points to Dark's knocker. I sigh and shrug. "That's Dark's room. She's all coolio like that." Just then the door opens, Dark pulling her hair into a ponytail while holding a small bundle of clothes. "Speaking of the devil." I chuckle. Hartbode's eyes widen as he watches her.

"I'm taking a bath." she says curtly, not even opening her eyes when she walks to the bathroom, closing and then locking the door. Ricky and Hartbode trade a REALLY weird look that sends a very strange vibe that makes me shiver. "Okaaa~y, so.. Imma go to my room...uhm… make yourselves at home… I guess…" I turn and scurry off to my plain old bedroom to store the things I stole from that old laboratory. Nothing much, some pictures, a few empty flasks, and I may or may not have stolen that Havoc guy's other lighter.

It had a wolf etched into it! What was I supposed to do?! 'Sides, it's no good to him now.

-3rd person P.O.V.-

Hartbode grins lecherously at Ricky who shakes his head. "Dude, I'm going to bed, screw looking at the scary hot chick." Hartbode snickers. "Oh, I will." Ricky shakes his head and wanders down the hall Dominique had gone down.

Once the lizard chimera vanishes from sight, Hartbode sneaks over to the bathroom door and attempts to pry it open carefully. Once he realizes that the door is locked tight, he glances around the room, spotting one of the many vents that allow the fresh air of the surface down into the dank underground fortress. Pulling the grate off, he clambers inside and worms his way through.

After a few minutes, he exits the duct, only to find it led straight to the surface. "Damn." he mutters before spotting a second grate. Looking down, small puffs of steam and the faintest sounds of someone humming reach his ears. Smirking, the large lizard-man-bat wriggles his way down the duct, being careful to move slowly in case he alert his prey.

Down below, Lillian is lying in the large open bath, steam filling the air from the hot water. She sighs and runs a hand through her hair, her eyes remaining closed. "Just what the doctor ordered." she mutters, sinking into the water until her mouth is submerged.

Hartbode slides down as quietly as possible, his scaly lower half making the job a bit harder. He eventually gets far enough into the duct that he can see into the room, only water and the blurry image of legs underwater in his view. His tongue swishes about as he fantasizes briefly of what other prizes await below.

He slides ever closer to the bottom of the duct, grinning. His tongue flickers in anticipation of what he might see. 'Ohohoho. This will be beautiful indeed.'

Just as he gets low enough to come into view with her belly, the duct quickly expands, making Hartbode lose his grip and force him to tumble down and into the water with a yell.

As soon as he comes up for air, he finds himself face to face with a frowning toweled Lilian holding a flickering flame.

"And just what, pray tell, do you think you're doing?" she asks, tapping her fingers along her hip. Even with just a towel on, he still gets a decent view of her curves. Or, what curves there are. She certainly isn't a looker, that much is sure, being the fact that her breasts are near non-existent and her hips are hardly discernable from the rest of her body. 'At least she's got nice legs.' One of her feet shoot out, catching his jaw, and flip him on his back before pressing against his chest and forcing his back against the bath's edge. Hartbode releases a hiss of frustration. Lillian's eyes narrow dangerously, though her voice remains calm, if a bit annoyed. "I just asked you. A question. And I intend." At each period, she presses her foot down slightly harder. "To get an. Answer." Hartbode grunts and grabs her foot, his upper lip curling in a growl.

She stops pressing and smirks. "Oh, tough guy, huh? Good for you." Her smirk vanishes. "To bad you couldn't sneak up on a deaf man. Now get out of my bathroom."

Dominique pokes her head around the corner. "You heard it too?" Ricky glances back at her from his spot a few steps away from the bathroom door. "Yeah, it was pretty damn loud t-"

The door flies open and Hartbode's form flies out. Ricky yelps in surprise as both he and Hartbode crash into the ground. Standing in the bathroom door, Lillian dusts off her hands with a small smirk. "And if you're smart, don't try that again."

With that, she turns and walks back into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her.

Dominique bursts into a fit of giggles as Ricky attempts to push Hartbode off of him.