A/N: 9 was wicked, and once again Tim Burton produced a masterpiece. You guys should go see it if you haven't already. I tried to make the fight scene epic.

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His yellow eyes glowed as he stared into my darkened room at me. He shook his brown hair out of his face and narrowed his eyes. I glared at him and scowled.

He smiled.

"Hello." He greeted, nodding respectfully. I stiffened and got off the bed. Shade snuffed and rolled over, not waking up. I said nothing. His smile didn't lessen, but he did put his hands in the pockets of his long, black coat. "We haven't been formally introduced. I'm Train Heartnet." I stared at him and then looked at his Hades.

"Are you here to give me bad luck?" I responded testily, my lip curling. He looked a little surprised. My eyes flickered past him into the hallway. He was alone.

"No." He replied good-naturedly. He looked like he was searching me over. "I just wanted to see the one Wilgar didn't think was important enough to share with me." I bared my teeth at him, showing off my long canines. An idea of my fathers, to mix my blood with Shade's. The wonders of technology. He only chuckled. "How old are you, little girl?" I growled, my hands itching to close around his throat.

"Go away before something bad happens to you, Black Cat." His teeth flashed in a quick smirk.

"Now, is that any way to speak to your elders? You're certainly big for your britches." I snarled and Shade's head lifted up. He looked from me to Train, snorted, and went back to sleep. He obviously wasn't worried.

"I hold seniority over you, cat." I took a step towards him and he looked bemused. "I've been here far longer than you." His eyes were disconcerting. It was like he was searching my soul. The idiot wouldn't have known what to do if he could see it in its full glory.

"Oh?" His amusement at my expense grated my nerves. I smiled cruelly and took another step forward.

"Yes. Poor little orphan boy, left all alone…His parents are dead…Why not take advantage of the opportunity?" His smile disappeared. "What the poor little orphan boy didn't know was that his mother and father were killed by an itty-bitty baby girl." His eyes flashed and a low growl rang out in his chest.

"You don't know anything, little girl. Watch what you say." I smirked.

"Is the little kitty mad?" I purred, reaching for my gun. Train's eyes narrowed further and his hand twitched. My smile widened. "It was all too easy. They didn't even put up a fight. All they did was scream, and that was easy to end." I made a gun with my thumb and pointer finger and pointed it at an imaginary person kneeling before me. "Bang!" His shoulders hunched and his expression grew venomous. "What are you gonna do about it?" He grabbed Hades' hilt and I drew my Browning 9x19mm High Power pistol and shot at him.

He dodged it and ran at me. I slipped past him, not wanting anything to happen to my room. He glared at me, not reacting much to my speed. He wouldn't underestimate me for long. I would show him my power, and he would know fear.

Since I wasn't a number, I wasn't granted an Orichalcum weapon, but I felt confident that I would defeat him.

My hatred would fuel my natural abilities. He was nowhere near my strength. He shot at me as I ran down the hall and I ducked, skidding to a halt. He couldn't stop himself in time and I lifted him over my back with his momentum and threw him into the wall. He collided with it with a loud bang and I ran off, giggling.

This was more fun than I realized it would be.

It didn't take him long to recover and he was close on my trail. Unfortunately, he hadn't broken anything. Yet. I was leading him to where I knew Wilgar and the Numbers were gathered, in the meeting hall. I stopped again in the courtyard leading to the hall, and he had learned better. He stopped a few feet from me.

"Who are you?" He snarled. Hades was pointed at my chest. I laughed. The look on his face, that murderous rage, was like an exquisite meal to me. I could feel my enjoyment bubbling up in my chest.

"I'm sure you'll find out soon enough." I taunted, giving a toothy smile. I dropped low to the ground and tried to trip him up with my leg, but he jumped up high and shot at me again. I leaped over him as he was coming back down and drove him into the ground with a kick to his back. His grip on Hades loosened and it flew out of his hand. "You should lighten up," I told him, standing on top of him while his face was in the dirt. "It could do you some good." He lifted up his head, turned his body swiftly, and kicked out at me. I dodged the kick, laughing and doing a back flip over to where Hades had fallen. I picked up the gun and observed it with fascination.

"Give that back." He ordered, ticked off that I had gotten the better of him again. Like I would just listen to him. What an idiot. Fortunately for him, I was in too good of a mood to just kill him now. He hadn't suffered nearly enough. I nuzzled the gun and sighed happily.

"It's so pretty…" I drawled. I hadn't felt this free in all of my years. But…I hadn't forgotten the true purpose of this duel, although it had been exhilarating not having to hide in the shadows. My eyes stared intensely over the gun at him and he stopped in his tracks. "This should be mine. It is my right." I was suddenly so serious it must have thrown him off, because he looked puzzled and less out of control. He would probably be more focused now.

I turned on my heel and started walking towards the door that led to the lobby of the meeting hall. He didn't lose a second and lunged at me. I swung around and punched him in the stomach as he grazed the top of my head with his fist. He was fast, but I was faster. I backed up so that my back was to the double doors that lead into the meeting hall and waited for him to come after me. I holstered my gun and waved his in the air. "Here kitty, kitty." He sprung at me and I dodged out of the way.

He crashed through the doors and I heard a cry of alarm. I rested Hades on my shoulder and walked calmly through the splintered doors.

"Ugh…" Train was on the floor. He wasn't as injured as I would have liked for such a grand entrance, but I could deal with it. He had a few cuts and bruises at least. For some reason, my cheek was bleeding. He might have grazed me with a bullet and I didn't notice. Oh well. Back to the matter at hand.

"Good evening, ladies and gentleman. I believe my father would like to say something to you." Wilgar looked terrified, dismayed, and very, very angry. All of the Numbers except Train, who had sat up and was glaring at me, were staring at me like I was crazy and had their weapons drawn.

They might have been partially right.

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A/N: It wasn't a whole lot longer than last chapter, but it was still longer. It took me a while to get the battle scene perfect. Next chapter, Kagome is revealed?! Wilgar seems pretty pissed. Kagome might have to watch out otherwise she'll be killed. The Numbers seem ready to throw down.

For those of you wondering if I'll ever go more in depth into Kagome's past and how Wilgar altered her body and how she met Shade and all that jazz…

There will be a few chapters later dedicated to that topic. Patience, young readers.

AP Biology will be probably the biggest thing in the way of me updating on time, but I'm sure it won't be a problem. The next few months I'm a part of the Theater company at my school in their production of Willy Wonka, so that might make me a day or two late as well, but I promise to update twice as fast if I'm late.