Welcome one, welcome all! It's time to blow stuff up and see what happens! This I suppose is what you could call the finale to the psychic siblings part, and after this we can go into the next part with full throttle! There, things will start to get a bit... psychotic, so make sure to enjoy this! Anyway, let's go!

Super hero time!

Shuujin: Issei, looks like your little girlfriends are making a mess of things. Go make sure they're all right over there.

Issei: Shuujin, you better prepare for the big battle! What's happened to your friends!?

Shuujin: They've been infected, warped... but it's nothing I can't handle, trust me.

Issei: Don't worry! You've got a surprise visitor to help you out as well... from another dimension?

S + I: Break the chains! Phone up the future!

The first building to go had been an abandoned housing lot, a quick blast having it near evaporated to an elated Rider's joy. Very rarely had she ever seen her technology used in such a fashion, the people she used to work for preferring her to work on transportation and research, and when it was in a controlled situation like this, there was a certain appreciation for her own skills that certainly didn't enter the realm of self-boasting. Not at all.

"My, how impressive. Now, let's see if we can match that!" Onihime pondered, a few steps forward having the target within her sight, the reticule firmly at her eyes as a simple pull of the trigger had the blast launched. a special technique was the carving of the projectile launched, done in such a fashion that the natural winds generated by the projectiles movement would cause it to rotate, thus increasing its penetrative power and thus, its overall efficiency. It was why the kids playground, left free of all its people, became more of a hole than an actual place, a firm smile upon the pale girl's face. "I suppose that with all of the child related creations, this would be more… appreciated by those in charge."

A pout found its way onto Rider's face as she started to scan the areas, their targets rather limited. Admittedly, for a place wreaked with chaos thanks to the crime rates, Mozaik had managed to attract a rather good population and the positive changes had only made more wish to enter. It made finding abandoned places so much harder, but when an arcade found itself without any people, its days limited at this point, a grin burst forth, her own ray gun pointed towards the vulnerable building.

"Well then, let's see if you can beat this!" the pink haired girl declared as she pulled the trigger, numerous different reaction occurring within the weapon resting upon her shoulder. It was rather strange at first, attempting to come up with a design that would allow for forward movement while remaining recoil-less; every action had an equal and opposite reaction of course. That was why the main focus of the creation process had been trying to create a sufficient amount of power while still allowing the excess alternate direction energy to be low enough for the internal shock absorbers to deal with.

A part of her had also simply given up when she had managed to get it to the desired power, cranking up the destruction while letting her body take the rest of the recoil. It was why it was a struggle to hold back the small squeak that threatened to escape her when the energy rocket launched forward, smashing the building to pieces. Luckily, there were none on the streets either, the people surprisingly remaining hidden. Well, maybe not surprisingly considering the fact that there were two demented girls outside smashing buildings without a second care in the world, but the fact that none had even poked their head out yet from the shadows.

"You would think that having made these things, you would be able to handle them better." But it was when Rider caught a glimpse of Onihime doing one of the most stupid things the girl could possibly imagine when her smile faded away, giving to incredulous silence.

"… You decided to hold that thing upside down!?" the girl screamed as she looked down the smoking end, Onihime seemingly unchallenged as she turned to face the result of her destruction. It had required a little alteration of the power level and it needed to replicate the potential curve of an actual rocket fired, but even upside down, the girl had managed to seemingly snipe the building she had wanted to. "What even convinced you that doing that was a possibly good idea!?"

"Well, what is life without any risk, to yourself and to everyone else involved?" the gambler question in reply, a metal claw tapping upon the metal of her weapon. "After all, despite what you've managed to do with your own weapon, you have left the open end upon this launcher, meaning fire, even if it's a lessened amount, will still come out of this part. By holding it upside down, I risk dropping it, an increasingly warm item onto my delicate skin. Then of course, your close proximity means you had a chance of being injured due to your lack of special awareness and if I were to drop it, I could just as easily cause it to angle the fire towards myself. With the added risk of missing my target and being responsible for an untold number of lives, I feel like it's truly fun now!"

"Wait, so you've been threatening my life simply to have fun?" Rider gasped, pulling the bulky weapon out of the gambler's hand with almost the same speed as she dropped her own. "Don't forget that you're still technically under arrest with me and if you think stuff like that's going to get you out of here, then you've got another thing coming! Now, we've got a few more targets we discovered, right?"

"Hey, mean people! Stop that right now!" it was as if the young voice that called to them held the power of the almighty, Rider's arms going frigid as soon as the words were stated. No matter how hard the technophile tried, the fingers resting upon the trigger were completely against the act of simply pushing inward, indistinct mutterings escaping the girl as she tried to get her own body to function properly. Rushing towards their location, a child no more than ten dashed as fast as her body would allow her, the small blonde panting as she reached their location, a finger pointing towards the foul culprits. "Don't destroy stuff! Put that weapon thingy down right now!"

Just as before, her word commanded a power neither Rider nor Onihime could comprehend, the rocket launcher falling from limp arms, Rider's strange flapping evidence to how they refused to move. It wasn't as if they were painful, nor were they numb or felt unattached in any fashion; they simply refused to act as her body hadn't given them any instructions in the first place.

"It makes sense after all… if this is the one responsible for all of this, then it makes sense that she would be able to use her brainwashing in different ways." Onihime muttered as she looked to her own hands, curling up on demand and yet falling weak for seemingly no reason. "She's attacking our brains directly; if you think of picking up the launchers, then your arms will become weak, your body simply not sending the right signals I assume."

"Now, tell me! Why were you doing this to Mozaik?" the girl demanded to know, her gaze becoming as firm as possible. Considering her age however, it appeared little more than a petulant glare, one that the black haired girl easily shrugged off with a giggle as she gently stepped forward, each foot moving having the girl's subconscious move back.

"Well now, perhaps we were just having a little fun. After all, nobody seems to know your pretty little face and yet you have their hearts in your hands… as well as the rest of their minds." Onihime suggested, the same claw that had traced the weapon now running its way across the girl's cheek, a thin line of red appearing before a great shove had her moving backward.

"Don't touch me! Take off those weird claw thingies as well, you'll hurt someone with those!" the blonde ordered indignantly, a great scowl appearing on the relatively serene Onihime's face as she pulled off her claws. The fingers beneath were no different from the rest, but the sheer fact that they had never come off before this moment was something strange for Rider. Her orders however left the girl perfectly able to march towards her, a vicious, if clawless, hand reaching out to grab the girl by the collar as a great darkness emanated from the gambler, one of her cards quickly rippling into an ace in her hand.

"Well now, wasn't that just rude little girl?" Onihime hissed, her crimsons seemingly glowing with an untold power as the ace sunk into her, the darkness growing in mass as the little girl stood strong as Onihime's hands struggled just before her flesh, a moment spent with eyes screwed shut trying to think of just what to say before she started barking out orders.

"In the name of Alice, I order you, you may not look at me, you must remain more than ten meters away from me and you can assault me!" the girl declared, a line practically burying itself around the now named Alice in a grand circle, Onihime struggling to keep herself standing as she was rapidly turned around, her feet moving by themselves as they transported her outside of the boundaries of sort, Alice's eyes turning onto Rider. "I hope that I won't need to do the same with you as well?"

"Sorry, but I need to make sure that we get this place back to normal!" Rider exclaimed as she pressed a button upon her side, a pair of headphones materialising that were easily slipped onto her head. Another press had what appeared to be a great rifle in hand, a strange pronged object upon the end that had Alice stepping backward, another order prepared upon her lips.

"Drop that as well! As soon as you've done that, take your friend and go!" but her demands went unheard, quite literally. A small moment spent aiming was all Alice had been granted to try and run away when Rider pulled the trigger once more, the hook launching out with great speed to wrap around the small blonde with little effort, a laugh escaping Onihime even as she looked away.

"I assume that she has some sort of headphones or earmuffs on, right?" the demonic girl mused, a double tap of the foot being the answer she was looking for. "Then it appears out first trick managed to work completely right. You see, we have a friend who's quite in tune with certain magic; walking into the arcade where you apparently seem to be quietly beaming your orders to whoever goes in was practically torture to her ears."

Though she couldn't see it, Alice was wincing, the idea of someone left writhing upon the floor being an image she refused to see, refused to allow considering that it was her voice and ability that had apparently resulted in their friend's pain.

"You're a liar! My powers don't do that to people and Kai says it would be alright!" the girl countered, a hand slapping over her mouth as Onihime smiled indulgently, Rider remaining with her ears blocked just in case the girl in their captivity tried to do anything else.

"Well, now that we have another name on the table, we know that there have been more than just you trying to run about and control things here." Onihime commented, looking to her nails; thanks to the orders she had been given, it wasn't as if she had much else to look at anyway. "I'll assume that you and this Kai of yours are good friends, so tell me… where is he right now? Would he happen to be hiding, leaving you to fall all by yourself?"

There wasn't an answer as the girl say in silence. It wasn't exactly false after all. They had managed to build up quite the comradery between them, but that had also resulted in a slight bit of tension as all budding friendships have. Kai had immediately taken on the role of commander and Alice had been more than happy to simply follow along with whatever she was told to do, so when he had instructed her to go and face the mean people holding big exploding thingies, she went without question. But considering what those things could do…

"We've just got a distress call from the Starway Rider! We need to make our way there as fast as possible!" Rider declared, grabbing a hold of the rope that bound Alice and dragging the girl along kicking and screaming, Onihime following at a similar pace, if rather far away. After all, without Alice cancelling her orders, there was little she could do to breach the contract that had formed between the two.

Pushing the door open with a great slam and chucking in her captive, regardless of her complaints, Rider immediately running to where Issei lay unconscious with Ophis standing protectively over him.

"That, boy caused something to awaken within father. Father, is many right now." Ophis explained, or at least tried to, but with her usual monotone combined with the strangeness of the situation, it wasn't exactly settling in yet for Rider.

"Wait, what do you mean by many?" the girl questioned, Ophis merely turning to the comatose body, still twitching even in Issei's state with a hand hovering over his body, a troubled frown entering her passive façade.

"There, are many different souls residing within Father. He, is being overwhelmed." The gothic Lolita explained once more, Rider tapping a finger to her chin before dashing to the console, but not before a glance was spared to the corner where the boy cowered in fear.

"I suppose that you're Kai then? The one who put Issei in this state no doubt?" Rider asked, impatience in her tapping foot as the boy nodded absently. "Good. It wouldn't be right if I didn't give Issei the proper punching bag when he recovers from this. Here are my orders, seeing as you've already given enough of them between the two of you. Sit still, be quiet and if you try to interfere with this in any way, then may god have mercy on your souls."

Before they could even answer, Rider was already at the console, her hands moving like mad as a set of doors opened up, the pink haired girl ushering in the children before slamming them shut with a sigh, their objections lost in the confines of wherever Rider had chosen to seal them away.

"There, a special room meant to act as a location distortion. You should be able to come closer now Onihime." Rider remarked, the gambler taking a few hesitant steps into the Starway Rider before she felt comfortable enough to make the whole trip inward, looking to the fallen Issei with a frown while Rider took to the controls, keyboard keys and various switches pushed and pulled at the girl's leisure.

"Can you tell just why Issei appears to hold several different… souls within him?" Onihime questioned as she gently ran her hand along the boy's skin, smooth and unblemished. It was rather rare for boys his age to be without blemishes, especially considering that apparently before this, he did little to ever purposely take care of himself beyond what was ever needed.

"Welllll, it's not exactly an easy task when that's all I have to go off of." Rider informed as her glances fell between the boy and the screen before her. "After all, such a thing would be easier to tell from a supernatural point of view because they can look at the different energy signatures and distinguish when there would be, if there ever has been, more than one soul within a person's body.

"Was there not a machine you had before that told you about the different signatures that filled Mozaik?" The gambler asked in confusion, a light smile coming to her face in thought. "Although it did prove itself rather ineffective considering what we've come across."

Regardless of the situation, Rider let the pout reappear upon her face as she turned the screen away, facing their patient and struggling to lift him up. It was only the assistance of Ophis as she grew to hold Issei that allowed them to begin their walk, a different doorway leading into a winding corridor of twists and turns.

"I'll explain while we walk. While it is possible for me to determine signatures within an area, there's a reason why magic is separate to technology usually." Rider stated as she moved ahead, Ophis keeping up easily as Onihime had to raise her own pace in order to keep up with the others. "Allow me to give an example. Think of the difference of a twelve year old and a five year old trying to tell you the names of several people they know in the room. The twelve year old will easily be able to do it because they've grown up knowing these people, while the five year old may not even be able to properly name half of them, if they can."

"So… your technology isn't smart enough to do that sort of thing then?" Onihime stated, Rider pausing as she gave the conclusion a bit of thought.

"I suppose that's right. After all, when you're born around something, it becomes so much easier to distinguish the things that are similar than when you're just introduced to them. The supernatural spend the majority of their life around different signatures, so can pick them apart without issue while we may struggle merely because we're not used to them." Rider confirmed, ushering them into what appeared to be a sort of medical room, a bed sitting between various different machines that Issei was quickly connected to, beeps and whistles filling the room.

"I believe it would be best then if we were to return to Kyoto." Onihime remarked after a moment of silence, all three left looking to the boy laying vulnerable. "Miss Yasaka will want to know about our new captives and Issei's… issue."

"Right. I'll set our course back home and I'll get that Alice girl to take off her order on you while I'm at it." Rider stated, turning to Ophis where her blank stare met hers. "Ophis, can you look after Issei for us?"

"With, my life."

And let's put that on hold because that's the end of that! Two have fallen, and what will happen to them? what does this new revelation mean? Will there ever be more canon in this story? I mean, this technically could mean that a battle with one of the great leaders of the Grigori has just gone completely forgotten!