I'm VERY sorry for the long delay. My parents were out of town for a week and I had the house all to myself, so I decided to take a break, but now I'm back!

Enjoy

Meanwhile, Kazuha was in her chatting with her grandmother on the computer. "When Osaka told me about your arrival in Japan, I was really surprised," said the granddaughter.

"Why would you think it's strange for me to return to my homeland?" asked Ginger.

"Well...I thought you were always busy traveling around different countries..."

"Let put this topic aside for now. Anyways, I've heard that you've met Osaka again...is he hot?"

*SLAM*

"GRANDMA!" Kazuha screamed as she jumped out of her chair with a red face.

"Ee hee hee hee hee hee, I'm just asking?" laughed her grandmother.

Kazuha sat back down her chair after a couple deep breathes of relaxation. "Seriously, why DID you arrange my engagement with my cousin anyways?"

"...'Engagement'? WHAT 'engagement'?"

"Don't you know? What are you planning?"

"Nothing. You don't have to marry him if you don't want to. There was nothing official in the fiancée business."

"But why would Osaka think you were serious? And how can I explain this to him?"

"That's YOUR business. If you can't do it by yourself, then it means you're hesitant and indecisive. Anyways, why don't you take this opportunity and reconsider this whole matter? I'm pretty satisfied with that boy you know..."

"I knew it...I knew I should've talked to you about him."

"Are you telling me there's another person you love?"

"WHAT?! D-Did Osaka tell you already?!"

"Do you think he'd tell me about these kind of things? I have other ways to collect news about you...and I heard something about you being...the unofficial Limiter of L. Bridget's illegitimate son."

Shades of black began to fall onto Kazuha's face from the top down to the nose. "Listen: I don't care if you're against it, I still like him!" she shouted after shaking her head. "I know it's cruel to Osaka, but—"

"I NEVER said I was against you liking Satellite L. Bridget, I'm actually VERY okay with it. In fact, if you'd ever like to meet me in person, you should bright him along so I can see what kind of boy he is."

(Seiga Heavy Industries)

A fifty-something woman looked through a window at a "Complete Faylan Generator: Nova Prototype Type-S".

"The Vikings' integration with the I.S. system is going smoothly, grandmother," said a young man standing next to her. "West Genetics ordered three Type-S Nova to be delivered as soon as possible. "It seems that it's for some kind of Pandora-Viking joint training exercise.

"Hmm...You seem happy, Akatsuki," said Noriko. "Need I remind you: the Faylan Technology we spent our whole lives researching...was taken from us by that Aoi bitch."

"We weren't able to perfect that technology by ourselves. It was thanks to Dr. Aoi's research that we were able to create a working product."

"Please don't act so calm in front of me. You were much angrier than anyone else here for what happened."

"I'm not worried for myself or the company. The problem is Dr. Aoi: the intelligence I gathered on her until now supports my hypothesis. And if I'm right, Dr. Aoi is more that interfering with human evolution—she's trying to CONTROL it."

"You mean "Transcending Consciousness" theory? But we wouldn't be able to convince the public with just a couple of theories and hypothesis. Since Commander Rita has believed of duty, Dr. Aoi's position is stronger than ever before, so there's nothing we can do at the moment."

"Do you really believe that? All she did was that away the results of our Faylan Generator research. We still have and the data of the other research, and there's still much that Dr. Aoi has YET to know about. Then again, she'll find out sooner or later. So, we need to delay her as long as possible...at least until the moment we;ll be able to deal with her properly. If everything goes according to plan, we'll not only have her dethroned...we'll send her to HELL!"

"*PANT* *PANT* *PANT* The gap between our skills is astronomical," panted Charlie back at West Genetics. He was currently standing over the defeated body of Alessandro. (Mary was also beaten into unconscious.) "Anyways, I had enough of this. How is it that the only thing you can do is...is blindly follow emotions...? ANSWER ME...YOU FUCKING WEST GENETICS MORON!"

*STOMP*

Charlie furiously stomped on Alessandro's chest.

"C-CHARLIE! THAT'S ENOUGH!" yelled Citrine futilely.

"Now say what you said before, you bastard!" Charlie snarled at the Architect of Evil. "SAY IT! SAY YOU HATE ME! AND FORCE ME TO APOLOGIZE!"

"*COUGH* *COUGH*...No, Y-YOU say it!" coughed the barely conscious Alessandro. "SAY YOU'RE S-S-S-SORRY...YOU TINY-COCK SON-OF-A-BITCH!"

"Ugh, you're just like that Elliot bastard. You couldn't beat me, and yet you STILL attacked me either way! YOUR BEHAVIOR IS COMPLETELY USELESS IN ACTUAL FIGHTS! That's exactly how Elliot behaved, and look where it got him! On a real battlefield, you'd already be dead! DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND?!

"...Eh heh heh heh heh *COUGH* *COUGH*...You're wrong. Everything we did on the...the battlefield was NOT meaningless at all. We put ourselves...on the line for what w-we believed in."

"So...you'd rather your convictions than follow orders?"

"Is that really our...our duty? *COUGH* *COUGH* Y-Yeah right? If following orders is the only thing we can do, then we're NOTHING but weapons! The major duty of those with power is to correct what is obviously wrong, even if we end up sacrificing our lives for that! Elliot was able to acknowledge it, so why can't YOU? Instead of thinking about what is right and wrong, you keep choosing the easy way! THAT is why you lost to Elliot; he put everything he had on the line when he faced you. Those who blindly follow orders will NEVER win! Just like with Maria Spencer and her terrible—"

*STOMP*

"SHUT UP!" Charlie screamed. Alessandro's words caused his face to become shocked...slowly turning angry with every word spoken until he finally stomped on his exposed crotch to shut him up. "I've heard enough of your bullshit," he whispered as he knelt down next to Alessandro. "You can hate me as much as you want, but either way, you lose...but I'll you one more chance..." He pointed one of his Vibrato Hells at Alessandro's cock.

"Charlie...w-what are you doing?" asked a panicking Citrine.

"Just admit defeat and say you're sorry, or I'll cut THEM off..." Charlie sadistically placed his Vibrato Hell knives in-between Alessandro's legs.

"...Eh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh...you know, there's nothin' to be ashamed...about having smaller balls..."

Alessandro's words were the last straw for Charlie as his Vibrato Hells started shaking.

"CHARLIE! STOP!" cried Citrine...but it was too late...

*SLICE*

"AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Arnole shot his slime into his Limiter's crotch as they finished having sex. "*PANT* *PANT* *PANT* *PANT* Man, that was great..."

His exhausted Limiter, Monica, collapsed onto the bed right next to him. "Yeah, I—"

*BARGE*

"ARNOLD!" Creed and Igor shouted in unison as they suddenly burst into the room.

"EEK!" Monica quickly grabbed the bed sheets to cover up her naked body.

In a recover room, a bleeding Alessandro laid unconsciously in his bed with an oxygen mask over his mouth and nose; Mary cried over his body.

"That bastard..." the Limiter whispered. "How could he DO such a thing...? First, he made Elliot and Andrea retire, and now THIS...?! I wish Chevalier had made FEMALE Pandora as well...just so I could become one...AND KILL THAT SON-OF-A-BITCH!"

Outside a see-through window, Arnold, Creed, Igor, and their respective Limiters had arrived to see the damage that was caused.

"*SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* Don't worry...we'll make that motherfucker pay..." snarled Creed.

"I'll NEVER let this go!" shouted Igor.

"Neither will I, Igor," thought Arnold. "Neither will I..."

End

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