"Ribbon! Pudding Ring Inferno!" Mew Pudding once again trapped the giant bird.

Mew Mint then used her attacks to amplify the gelatin's effects. "Ribbon! Mint Echo!" The jell-O turned pink from the tint of her heart-shaped arrow. "Ribbon! Mint Echo!" The second arrow hit the bird monster in the heart. "Ribbon! Mint Echo!" The final arrow caused the parasite to release its host, and the gelatin dissolved.

Mint turned around to speak with Pudding. "You take on Taruto, I'll-" She stopped short when she saw the monkey mew lying face-down on the floor. Mew Pudding had lost too much blood, and she would never stand up again. Mint fought the urge to cry and stared at her attackers. She pulled back her bow and pointed it at Taruto. "Come at me! I'm ready for you."

Taruto was stunned himself. "Are they okay?" He quietly asked Pai. He had thought they were only supposed to hurt them so they would no longer interfere.

"Ribbon! Mint Echo!"

Taruto dodged the attack and looked back at the older alien, who still had yet to answer. "Pai?"

"Don't worry about them, Taruto. Today is the day that we finish conquering this planet," Pai answered, summoning his fan. He shouted his attack name and Mew Mint was hit with a lightning bolt. The bird girl screamed in agony and fell to the floor.
After she had stopped seizing, Mint stood up again. Her body trembled with the voltage that had just coursed through her veins as if it were her blood. "I can't... I won't…" she muttered. "I won't let you win today!"

Kisshu panted from the exercise. This was the sixth building that Deep Blue had destroyed, the sixth in which he had to search for survivors. He walked through the crumbling corridors of the elementary school and searched for any sign of life. A crying sound reached his large, elfin ears. Turning into a classroom on the left, Kisshu saw a room filled with canvases and bodies. He hovered over the aftermath of the destruction and looked on with an unforgiving air. Humans were idiots that wasted their precious resources in order to amuse themselves. The alien followed the sound of the crying.

A little girl knelt beside a woman. This child had been in art class when the attack had hit, and the teacher had thrown herself over this one girl so that she might be safe. "Sensei! Sensei!" The child shook the teacher. "Sensei, wake up, please!" A tear trickled down the daughter's face as she whispered, "Mama." Many a time, the girl had been tormented by the other children because her mother was a teacher. It had gotten so bad that earlier in the day she had wished her mother dead so that the other children wouldn't tease her anymore. Now, seeing her mom lie there, the ten-year-old assumed that it was all her fault. "I'm sorry, Mama. I didn't mean it. I take it back!" she bawled. The girl saw a shadow and looked up. Before her stood a strange man with green hair and big ears. He reminded her of an elf or fairy, and she looked at him pleadingly. "Do you have magic?" she asked him.
"Yes," Kisshu answered her. "I suppose that is what you humans would call it."
The girl hurried to wipe away her tears, wanting to look courageous as she made her request. "Please, Mr. Fairy, I want my mommy back. I've learned my lesson. I'll be a good girl, now. I promise. So please... Please give me back my mommy!" She bowed her head to him in a show of Japanese manners.
Kisshu looked down at the child. "Of course, girl. I'll reunite you with your mother..."
The girl looked up and smiled hopefully. "You will?"
"... in the spirit world," Kisshu finished. He took out one of his sai and stabbed the child in the chest. Kisshu removed the bloody sai without any remorse whatsoever. The only human he cared for was Ichigo. The rest could and would die.

When Taruto didn't move to fight the remaining Mew, Pai did. He refrained from a cutesy "Mwaha! You are done!" and instead said: "Fu rai sen!"
The bolt of lightning was aimed right at Mew Mint's chest.

Mew Mint had only a millisecond to be stunned, and then she was shocked. Literally. The electricity hit her straight in the heart, and she didn't even have the time to take a breath and scream before her body shut down. When the electricity stopped coursing through her neurons, there was no longer any energy for Mew Mint to stand, and the girl fell backwards onto the floor, her limbs stiff and motionless. Parts of her skin were charred, and her hair was singed from the roots, some of it falling out of the follicles from the severity of the electrocution.
Taruto stared at the fallen mew with distant eyes. He didn't understand. Their job was to beat the mews, not kill them, wasn't it?
Pai shook his head. "Fools. They really thought that they could win." Then the purple-haired alien spawned four parasites and infused each with the spirit of one of Mew Pudding's brothers. Four snarling Chimeras appeared, and Pai ordered them out into the streets to kill and mame every human being they saw. Then the oldest Ikisatashi picked Mew Lettuce's pendant up off of the floor. Going around to each deceased mew, he tore the pendants from their chokers; these were the prizes of his conquest.

"Um… yeah..." Taruto almost whispered. He looked down at the fallen girls and instantly regretted it, especially when he saw Pudding. Violently rubbing at his tearing up eyes, the small Cyniclon floated out of the house so Pai wouldn't see him cry. Once outside, Taruto gasped. "Pai!"
There was a huge cloud of smoke not very far in the distance.

Back in the armory, Ichigo sat alone on the bed. Aoyama was dead. Her beloved was no more. She couldn't bear it. What was the point of living when there was no hope for a better tomorrow? Kisshu would turn her into his sex slave, regardless of the intimate and personal title he gave her. The girl shook her head. Once was enough. She didn't want to be taken advantage of by the pervert for the rest of her life. She wanted revenge. She wanted to steal something that Kisshu held in esteem, just as he had stolen Aoyama from her. The armory held thousands of gleaming weapons. Ichigo looked up and stared straight into the blade of a sickle, the chosen weapon of the Grim Reaper. She saw her reflection.

Pai appeared beside Taruto in an instant due to the panic he had heard in his little brother's voice. Taruto stared at the smoke. "What is that?"

Pai looked on, his heart racing. He didn't know how to answer his brother's question. "I'm not sure," he said hesitantly, "but we're about to find out."

"Over here!" Kisshu called out when he saw his brothers hovering overhead. He turned away from the young couple he had just killed and flew up to them. "You'll never believe what happened."

Pai gave Kisshu a glare that said, "Well? Get on with it already!"

Kisshu grinned broadly. "I helped to awaken Deep Blue." Pai's eyebrows shot up and Taruto's mouth dropped open. Kisshu continued to explain. "I rid his body of the other spirit that was occupying it. Then, he could take over his host. He's on his way right now!" Kisshu resembled a small child that had just seen Santa Claus mount a flying reindeer, such was his enthusiasm.

"Cool!" Taruto temporarily forgot his sorrows. "I wonder what he looks like..." he murmured and looked around the area below.
Pai cracked a smile and patted the green haired alien on the back. "Nice work."
"About time you appreciate me." Kisshu grinned. He was on top of the world. All he needed now was his new mate and her sexy body and then everything would be perfect. He would finally be happy. "There he is!" Kisshu said as the buildings below them collapsed.

The aliens looked down to watch their leader destroy the Earth. Then, they joined him.
Hours later, Tokyo was conquered. The Cyniclons were now in control of Earth's largest city, and Deep Blue had put up a magic barrier-dome to keep out the humans' missiles and bombs. All of Earth would soon belong to the Cyniclons.
Kisshu reclined in mid-air and watched the missiles explode on the defense shield like a spectator observing fireworks. He smiled. Everything was perfect now. The war was practically over. Today's battle was finished, and Kisshu needed some stress relief. He decided that sexing up his little strawberry would be the perfect remedy. With a grin, he teleported away.

When he reappeared in the armory, he called out, "Kitty, I'm home!" Silence. He started to worry. It would be normal for her to be quiet because she was hiding from him, as she hadn't quite learned to love him yet. What disturbed him was that his keen hearing didn't pick up a sharp intake of breath. Throughout the armory, everything was still. There wasn't even a heartbeat. "Ichigo!" Kisshu panicked. He slowly hovered over to the bed. She wasn't there, but he caught a glimpse of something red on the floor nearby. Thinking it might be her hair, he looked. His blood froze in his veins.
Ichigo lay sprawled across the floor with a sword sticking out of her gut. Blood poured out around her abdomen; her skin was entirely too pale for a human. But strangely, she was smiling.
Horror-stricken, Kisshu hovered over and knelt next to her. As he examined her body, he saw that each of her fingertips had been sliced open, and he wondered why she would hurt herself like that for no reason. She was laying on her left side, and Kisshu removed the sword from her body and rolled her onto her back. He noticed some blood smeared on her left cheek, and looked at the floor where her head had been laying before he moved her. He wished he hadn't. For there, written in shaky and slightly smeared hiragana, penned in blood, was: "Aoyama and Ichigo forever". The words hit Kisshu like a kick in the gut.

Ichigo had decided that taking her life would not only save her from a hellish fate, but would also be the perfect revenge against Kisshu. This revenge was made better when she decided to bleed her fingers dry in order to write out a note about the one she really loved. After the redhead had stabbed herself in the gut, she had become overwhelmed with a bittersweet numbness as she followed Aoyama into the darkness. She had smiled as she went, knowing that Kisshu would finally understand the pain that he had caused her. She had wanted to steal the most important thing in the world to him, and Kisshu had always told her that the thing he loved most… was her.

The End

Mina: Wow guys! We have finally reached the end of our lovely little story! This will be the first story I have completed. (How pathetic is that? T.T)

Ember: Now, Mina. You have those one-shots. Anyways... Ichigo died! Y'all must hate us or something...

Mina: Well, at least we updated fast!

Ember: Yeah! And for Living Encyclopedia who said this seemed like an alternate timeline in which the aliens won, well... It sort of is. That's exactly what would happen if the aliens had ever kidnapped Ichigo, right Mina?

Mina: Pfft. Totally! Now if it were to happen say, after the anime was over when the aliens had the Mew Aqua and were happy... that may be a different story. ^_^

Ember: Hmm... Maybe. Anyhow, our story is over now folks. I hope you enjoyed it!

Mina: Yeah! thanks so much for the nice reviews and follows and such. Take some homemade slutty brownies on your way out. ;p

Ember: S-slutty brownies? Never mind... I won't even ask.

Mina: X3 They're good! (But fattening)