This chapter may remind you of the Flood from Halo.

Chapter One

The Sanitized

(Two years later)

Cass followed Clair into the Metro, where according to Agent 8.5, or Guyver Wolfi, the other members of C Group were Sanitized. She had a plan to cure them of it,

but needed to make a preparation first. Passing through the first area was simple enough. There were no defenses. It was when they entered the next room that

Cass's senses began to flare, warning her of danger nearby. Her hand went to her Dualie, and Clair noticed. "Cassie?" The Predator faced her sister. "We're not alone."

Sarah's voice came over their earpieces. "Clair, Raven, we're detecting several Sanitized Octolings near your position. Stay alert." Clair tapped her earpiece.

"Understood." She faced Cass. "That serum you were injected with. Does it give you some ability to sense things?" Cass shook her head. "I do have an ability that

warns me of nearby danger, but it doesn't trigger for anything else." Clair nodded. "It'd be nice if our squads could work together. That ability sounds useful."

Cass nodded. "It has its uses..." They moved on. They reached the elevator used to get to the central station of the Metro, and entered it. When they reached their

stop, the doors wouldn't open. Clair faced it. "The doors are jammed." Cass sighed. "Step aside." Clair watched as Cass kicked the doors open. "Will that help?" Clair

nodded. They entered the station, finding dead bodies everywhere, including that of a blue slug creature. Cass took a look at it. "The conductor."

Clair looked around, and took notice of a security camera, which looked broken, but had a blinking red light. "Can you hack into that?" Cass took a look. "Hang on."

She activated her wrist-computer, and took a look at the security feed. It showed all of the denizens of the Metro preparing to use the elevator to leave, before they

were attacked by Sanitized Octolings, who were using a special type of ink. Cass recognized it. "High-tide ink." Clair looked at Cass in shock.

"It's illegal to use that in Inkopolis. It's designed to kill, not splat." Cass faced her. "Someone gave them that ink. They don't care about the law, or about lives, or

about the value of life at all." She drew her dualies. Facing Clair, she said, "Draw your Octo Shot. Get ready. We might need to fight." Clair nodded. Both sisters took

cover in a corner of the room, and waited. Soon enough, a group of Sanitized Octolings came in, and looked over the bodies. Both sisters watched.

The Elite Sanitized looked at her followers, and spoke in a monotone voice. "Search and destroy." The Sanitized left the room, and both sisters watched them leave.

Cass looked at her wrist-computer, and pressed a switch. Instantly, she detected a signal that was suspicious. She showed it to Clair. "What is it?" Cass faced her. "It

might be the source of the Sanitized going out of control. Let's take a look." They made their way to a chamber with a sealed door. Cass forced it open, and they

walked inside.

Ahead of them was an old telephone covered in green goop. Both sisters aimed their weapons on it. Cass spoke up. "Commander Tartar, I presume?" The AI spoke.

"Predator-7, also known as Raven, formerly known as Cassandra of C Group." Facing Clair, it said, "Clair of C Group." Clair growled at him. "Why are the Sanitized out

of control?" Tartar did what seemed like a sigh, and said, "When Test Subject 10,008 defeated me, I returned to the Metro to rethink my strategy."

Both sisters were unimpressed. "Just tell us." It looked at them. "I witnessed the battle against the Codlings. Your actions brought peace between your peoples. I

misjudged your kind. You are not that different from humanity. They would wage war over territory, over love, over ideals." Cass cleared her throat. "The Sanitized."

Tartar faced her. "I released my control over them. I had hoped they would be desanitized as a result, but instead, they went rampant, and killed every denizen of the

Metro."

Clair spoke up. "Noticed that on the way in." Cass spoke. "We came down here looking for our six missing sisters. Did you Sanitize them?" Tartar answered, "Yes."

Cass was angry, but kept her anger under control. "Where are they?" Tartar spoke. "They are in Girl Power Station. They are the only Sanitized that did not go

rampant." Cass sighed. "Where is it?" The coordinates appeared on her wrist-computer. She faced Tartar questioningly.

"Once you have desanitized your sisters, get out of the Metro. I will engage the self-destruct to prevent the rampant from reaching the surface." Cass and Clair looked

at each other warily, and then ran out. They reached Girl Power Station quickly, and lured their sisters out. Cass set up six giant tubes with hoses running through

them, and pressed a button, opening them on one side so that they could be entered. The six Sanitized entered it curiously.

Cass pressed the same button, closing the tubes. She then pressed another button, and after a few minutes, loud squealing could be heard coming from the tubes.

Clair faced Cass in confusion. "I figured that ice-cold showers would restart their pulses, and knock the Sanitization serums from their systems." Clair sighed. "I think

you just wanted to get back at Cathy." Cass shook her head. "I'll just challenge her to a spar." Clair thought that over, tried to come up with a comeback, then sighed.

"Fine, you win, little sister."

Cass faced her. "Play nice, Clair. The only reason I'm not after your rack is because you're my sister." Clair sighed. "While I appreciate the compliment, try not to make

a habit of it with people around, 'kay?" Cass shrugged. "Don't worry. While I am bi, I'm more into guys than girls." Clair nodded. "I am forewarned." Cass looked at

her, confused. "What?" Clair faced her. "If I see a coat that I don't know in my apartment, I'll know that you have a guy over." Cass raised an eyebrow. "I'd let you

know in advance." Clair chuckled. "I know. I'm just teasing."

Cass nodded, then checked her wrist-computer. "Well, they should be dried off and redressed by now." She pressed a button, and the tubes started to open. One of

the six Octolings spoke up. "Wait, not ye-!" It was too late, and Catherine of C Group was revealed to be wearing her undergarments, and nothing else. She covered

herself in embarrassment. Cass sighed. "Come on, Cathy. It's just us." Clair giggled into her hand. The six stared at Cass, very surprised. "Cass?" She nodded. "Are

you still...?"

"If you're asking if I'm still mad, then no, I'm not. I forgave you guys two years ago." They sighed in relief. Cass walked over to Catherine. "You know, usually you're

the first one dressed." Cathy blushed. "I- I know." Clair chuckled. "I mean, she has been Sanitized for two years." Cass faced her. "True, but the others are dressed."

Clair nodded back. "Good point. Good point." Chloe spoke up. "We were Sanitized?!" Cass nodded. "Good news is I found a cure for it." They looked at her. "What?"

Cass looked at them like they had three heads each. "Ice-cold showers. Like I just had you guys do."

All six of them looked at her in shock. "That was your idea?" Cass nodded. "It basically jump-started your hearts, knocking the serums out of your systems." All six of

them nodded at that, but kept their gaze on her. "And you didn't ask us because?" Clair facepalmed. "You were Sanitized. She would have had no way to ask any of

you." Cynthia sighed. "That's a good point." Cass nodded. "Look at it this way. Your racks are still good." Clair facepalmed again. "What is it with you and racks?" Cass

faced her. "You're not bi?" Clair sighed. "Well, I am, but I've always preferred butts."

Cass shrugged. "Let's just agree to disagree." Clair nodded in agreement. "Your butt is nice, by the way." Cass faced her. "Oh, thank you." She turned off her wrist-

computer, and faced the others. "Now, we need to leave. The Metro is going to self-destruct, and I don't want to be around when that happens." They nodded. They

quickly reached the elevator, and made their way to the surface. There, two saucers were waiting, one containing Commander Traeger. "Well done, Cassandra. What of

the other Sanitized?"

Cass sighed. "They've gone rampant. The Metro's self destruct is active. We had to pull out." Traeger nodded. "Sergeant Anea wanted to see you when you got out."

Cass nodded. "We'll head there now."

A/N

And now I have to update why this story is rated T. Okay.