Saya was the first to the doorway after the door itself was blown inward and she rushed fearlessly through it as the smoke filled the hallway.

David had mentioned beforehand that the materials used in the explosive created a "fog" that would expand from where it was created to cover the whole area. This would make it harder for them to see, but it would also make it impossible for Diva and that man to spot them as well. And she only needed to hit Diva once.

Saya had already drawn her blade and her blood had been spilt onto it; the various grooves and channels expertly engraved into the blade served to keep her blood on it longer.

She had to destroy Diva this time. If she were to turn that man into a chevalier who knew how powerful he'd become? And every ounce of that strength would be focused on protecting her. As Diva's enemy, she couldn't allow that. More importantly, as someone who was responsible for all of Diva's atrocities, she couldn't allow someone else's life, no matter whose it was, to suffer their war. Then again, it might already be too late.

She made sure to keep her eyes concentrated in front of her, but also on the ground, since that is where the blood trail led to the room they had been staying in. Saya could only hope that they had decided to stay in that room and for that matter within this building.

Behind her was Haji, who had left his case behind due to the small confines of the hall. Nevertheless he was still lethal and deadly enough for that to be far from an effective handicap. Everyone else was going to cover the exits. Not that they intended to fight Diva and that man should they try and escape, but rather they would follow them so that Haji and she could catch up before they were lost again. Hopefully that would not be necessary, however. If at all possible she wanted to keep the people in danger to her and Haji though to be honest she'd rather he not be in harm's way either.

The blood trail ended in front of a doorway and she stomped her leg out to stop herself while turning to her right to face into the room. She was ready for anything, whether it be Diva, that man or nuclear bomb. Slowly the fog seemed to fade and she realized something. She'd been wrong. As the fog disappeared and Saya saw Diva lying atop the man, herself completely undressed and the man's shirt off, Saya's hands trembled on the hilt of her katana. The scene reminded her of a very familiar and eternally painful scene from just over a year ago; she'd run into a storage room meant for large containers, having heard that Diva was headed down there, when she found her sister tying a pair of shoes. Not far from her was a nude boy whose skin was made of glass. He was her brother, Riku, and Diva had killed him. And even more evil than that, she'd done more to him than simply murder the poor boy.

Saya blinked and now she saw Diva doing the same thing to someone else and realized as her own face but with blue eyes turned to look at her that Saya had developed a deeper hatred for Diva than simply what was required for her mission.

"Diva!" She yelled, running forward with her sword bared.

The girl took heed of her and got off of the man, who wasn't moving, to avoid the horizontal slash that was coming. When the time came Saya's wrists turned and the sword sliced through the air, aiming to cut her sister in half. Yet as weak as she must have been Diva managed to duck under the attack and come up again near a set of shelves with supplies on them. Saya's sword returned to its guard stance and dipped, aiming the tip of the blade forward as she moved one leg and then the other and thrust out with her sword. Once again Diva managed to avoid her attack yet this time when her blade missed it went into a large jug of water.

Diva started to get close to her but Saya swung the sword back across and made her sister back off in fear of receiving merely a tiny scratch from her sword, a wound that would be infused with Saya's blood. However, the jug of water did not remove itself from her blade when she swung it and instead it remained steadfastly on, dripping water down the blade.

Normally this is was all but irrelevant, but with the key to destroying Diva being the blood that was on her sword it was akin to trying to shoot an old gun with wet gunpowder. Saya quickly grabbed for it and pulled the plastic jug off with some effort, but by that time it was already too late; her blood had run off the blade.

With a grin Diva leapt at her sister and managed to grab the hilt as well as Saya speedily dropped the jug of water to get both hands on her sword again. The result of both of their actions was that they were fated to struggle for control over it. For the two to be equally matched in a contest of strength Diva must have been weakened significantly indeed, but Saya was not one to feel pity for murderers and rapists. It remained a legitimate struggle for several moments as the two revolved around a central point, vying for control of the weapon that would enable one to spill their deadly blood onto it and finish off the other. Yet as the moments dragged on and Saya began to feel her hatred for Diva putting sweat onto her hands that were already wet with water, she knew that this contest would be over soon. Sure enough, she was right; Diva wrenched the sword free of her twin's grip and swiped it at her, forcing her sister to hop back into the shelves she'd struck before to avoid the attack. As her sister brought her hand up near the blade to cut the body part along it Saya decided that this was the best time.

"Haji!" She yelled, and the black-suited man appeared behind her nude sister, grabbing her hands and pulling them open so that her arms were fully extended.

"N- No!" She yelled, moving one of her legs to the center of her body and bending it at the knee before kicking it behind her and catching Haji in the groin. As she'd desired the man's grip loosened and she turned about, spearing the sword through him and kicking the man away before he could make any further movements. But her "streak" was at an end; Saya grabbed one of the multiple metal pipes that lay in storage on the shelf and gripped it with all her strength, approaching the girl who'd momentarily lost view of her.

"Diva!" She yelled, gaining the pale girl's attention just moments before the pipe smashed her sister in the side of the head, cracking her skull.

Saya's twin stumbled away, but she wasn't finished. She brought the pipe up over her head and swung it down into her sister's back, knocking her to the floor. The strike repeated itself as the girl tried to get up again. Her attempt failed, yet she tried once more. This time the end of the pipe made contact with her ribs, shattering them as Diva was knocked on her back. Saya drew up the pipe again, ignoring the blood that dripped from it, and aimed it at her sister's face. Once again it swung down, but this time her sister's foot shot out and kicked her in the shin. It was an extremely painful attack for her, yet the loss of balance that caused her to stumble forward was far more undesirable.

Her course landed her not inches from her sister as the pipe flew from her grip. Diva was the first to try and get it, but Saya pushed against her shoulders to bar her sister's progress and aid her own. But as her hand grasped through the air she felt something pull on her dress and drag the girl away from her objective. Saya kicked at her sister's face and feet, but though she scored a few hits they weren't enough to cause the pain-hardened girl to let go and her sister succeeded in dragging her back to the same spot. Her hands flew about, trying to free herself from Diva's grasp, but she was far too inexperienced with hand-to-hand combat. Diva, while probably not used to it either, was still more adept at it than her older twin and a swift hit from the ridge of her head was enough to stun the brown-eyed girl long enough for her sister to lunge for the pipe and gain control of it.

As the girl began to stand up, and Saya watched her do so, she realized what this would lead to should it end in Diva's favor. Not a single thing would change from what was going on before; she would still rape that man and would still end up destroying this world full of humans. More than her mission, what caused her to leap to her feet was the memory of her little brother, and the unyielding desire to keep that from happening to anyone else.

"Not again, Diva!" She yelled, bolting up to her feet and surprising her twin with her burst of energy.

"I'm not going to let you do to anyone else what you did to Riku!" Came a scream as her body leapt for her sister. The declaration seemed to shake the girl and gave Saya enough time to ram into her and knock the girl to the ground before she'd so much as gotten the chance to move. She closed one of her hands as tightly as she could, and her nails drew blood.

"I have to put an end to this, Diva!" She yelled once more and dove for the girl.

However, all of her determination turned into confusion when someone grabbed the same bloodied hand which had been aimed at pushing itself into Diva's face and the grip didn't allow her to move forward anymore. Her head whipped around, wanting to see who would dare stop her. But when she saw that it was the man, still shirtless, holding her wrist with a frown on her face, she was dumbfounded.

"Why-"

"Sibling fighting's fine with me; helps get stuff out of your system. But when it gets to trying to kill each other, that's where it ends. Plus, I'm a man of my word."

The sentences made no sense to her.

"But she was-"

"Don't make me laugh. The chick jumped on me when your little group blew their way in. And the only reason she's like that is because the stupid girl wanted to play truth-or-dare and she's got some weird rules for it." He spoke, looking at Diva for a second.

"Besides…" He began while starting to look at Saya again.

The hand drew her away from Diva and used the momentum to stumble her away into a wall.

"I've gotten quite enough of your self-righteous bullshit."