Logan awoke in a fluffy room of pillows and mood lighting. The smell of pine incense flooded his nasal passages. The setting was so relaxed, Logan couldn't decide if he wanted to get up and see who had brought him here, or stay reclined, lavishly dozing in the decadent wonderland he had found himself in. The latter won out momentarily, as Logan's mind wandered to the recent past... The man with such elegant features, who had tried to slaughter Logan dominated his mind. He wondered who that beautiful being was, and why he wanted so badly to destroy him. Unable to control his faculties, due to the deep trance he had fell into, Logan began to mumble...

"How can something so bad feel so good..."

"He's awake!" the russian voice was familiar, yet startling, to the dazed Logan. The horned woman's face entered Logan's line of sight, "Someone fetch Yuna! The Chosen has awoken!"

Logan sat up abruptly, "Chosen? Huh? Where I am I? What's going on?"

The purple woman restrained Logan as he began to flail frantically, "Be calm!" she barked, "You have nothing to fear."

A soft, low, feminine voice interrupted, "Do not be afraid. This will make you feel better."

Suddenly, Logan could only see breasts. A glass of red liquid was forced into his hand, "W-what?" he stammered, but said no more as he felt compelled to drink the liquid. It was a sweet, delicious nectar that reminded Logan of the blissful days with his Mother... The sweet honey-berry juice she would make for him... The sweet, nurturing love... The mustache... Everything from his childhood flushed back... He was serene. "Ah... That was delightful... But now... Who are you?"

"I am Juice Lulu," the soft-voiced woman said. She backed up, revealing the pale skin, fur-lined top, belt skirt, and dark make-up that accompanied the breasts.

"I am Tamja," said the horned one.

"And I am Yuna..." spoke Yuna, entering the room.

"What's going on?" Logan demanded, solemnly.

"There is no time..." Tamja's cut-off was delayed, and therefore was merely a statement, "The New Sin is mounting an assault on our hideout..."

"He found out where we are?" Juice Lulu splashed.

"The New Sin?" Logan questioned. What was this strange world where beautiful men killed, and things dubbed 'The New Sin' seemed to roam free.

"We must hurry. I've found someone who can escort us safely to Dream Town." Yuna motioned for everyone to follow her. They did. Logan was alone. It was a fact that Logan did not like being alone in strange alternate dimensions, so he got up and followed them.

The hallway they had gone into was long and dark. Logan could barely see the hand in front of his face... "Hand!?" he yelped. The hand became a fist and Logan ran straight into it. The impact knocked him to the floor.

"Oh no!" Tamja screamed, as she turned around to combat the foe who Logan had struck himself on. She pulled her spiked one-handed mace of the eagle from it's holster. The holster was wicked cool. It was forest green with bright gold studs and orange flames blasting off the edge. She struck at the fiend with great force! It hissed, then lunged at Tamja, "RUN!!!" she screamed.

Logan began to run, then hesitated. "Go!" Tamja yelped, "I'll be fine. Catch up with Yuna!" Logan dashed passed Tamja and the fiend. He ran down the dark corridor, hoping to find safety. His heart was racing him to the end of the hall, and Logan was sure his heart would win. Finally, the walls around him expanded, and a dim light activated his cones. He heard a splash.

"Juice Lulu!" Logan cried out.

"I'm here Logan," she splashed again, "Is Tamja behind you?"

Logan choked, then he cried out with tears, "She saved me from a vicious fiend, but she told me to go on! I hope she's okay!"

"Don't worry about Tamja," Yuna comforted from the shadows, "She'll be fine."

"Can she buff and attack from afar?" Logan asked, hopeful.

"Well, no..." Yuna said, "But she can do decent damage, and drop totems."

"Never fear...' Juice Lulu comforted, taking Logan into her ample fur-lined bosom, "Tamja will be safe. We have places to be. She will catch up."

Logan began to feel wet, "Um... That smells like... Juice..." Logan fell limp and unconscious.