Author's Note: This chapter got a little wild, forewarning... I went a bit troupy, If you want a general idea how heavy it was in troupes use "Kill La Kill" or "Gurren Lagann" animes for reference. Like Always I hope you enjoy this chapter and if you do, don't hesitate to review and let me know what you though of it. Special Shoutout to a fellow writer that deserves a lot of praise and thanks for some ideas in this chapter "Nuclear Pigeon One" and another shoutout to another bro "JyS". Without further delay, enjoy the chapter. -Dreyfuss.

(Chapter 5) The Lives We Choose.

FRACTION OF PAGE 142 OF THE COMPLETE ANATOMICAL AND CULTURAL ANALYSIS OF NON-HUMANS SENTIENT ENTITIES BY DOCTOR PARADINIGHT:

"...Of all the creatures I've ever have the displeasure of facing in combat, was an Artificial Vampire formed inside a laboratory generated by using a chunk of a ancient vampire's blood, corrupted by time; the creature that I fought was strong, fast and deadly however they lacked the experience and (As odd as it may be) the elegance of a Real Vampire. It fought hard but wildly like a child blinded by rage, It fell after me and my fellow adventurers managed to suppress it's magical defenses then using a powerful solvent to remove all traces of the creatures' existence. These creatures are an embarrassment to all vampires that ever lived in this or other world" -PART OF THE "VAMPIRE" ENTRIES.

FRACTION OF PAGE 257, "Dark Magic and It's usage among Non-Humans" SECTION:

"Dark Magic has been a subject of superstition and misconceptions for generations among Humans but It's not considered evil or at the very least considered Frowned-upon by Non-humans, seeing as Life is nothing but the equal balance of the terms 'Good' or 'Evil', Life and Death and so-on so-on; Many species of Non-humans use magic on the daily-basis however some use the 'Dark' equivalent of the magic we are used to at this point in our never-ending evolution as a Species. The dark arts of magic are fueled mostly by dark emotions, energies and negative forces however these sources may be considered 'bad' by our moral codes and concepts in society nevertheless the usage of the magic are associated with rituals or evil deeds but there's also good usages for these powerful arts."

"I remember meeting a very nice and lovely hermit who helped me in my research for the differences between 'Good' and 'Evil' magic, she showed her prowess with what she called 'Light' magic as it reminded her of soothing warm of the morning sun, she grew around two thousand flowers around her home and said that light magic is fueled by life itself, as long as something is alive and flourishing, Light magic shall remain strong. Then she showed me dark magic or how she called it 'Night' magic because it reminded her of a winter full moon during midnight because of it's serene, beautiful and ominous in it's own way; She turned the flowers to ash then used it to fertilize her crops, explaining that for magic overall to exist there's life and death in equal balance in all of existence"

FRACTION OF PAGE 99, "Cursed beings, Ghouls and/or Golems" SECTION:

"-Now it's no surprise that since the dawn of magic there has always been hexes and curses used upon some unfortunate bastard who spoke ill to some old lady or seemingly normal elderly man; In my medical experiences I've come to realize that lots of people suffer from hexes and are (in some cases) unaware that they're cursed. Some of the normal ones that are casted are Bad Luck/Misfortune curses but I've seen some crazy curses and some ironic ones, for example I once saw a Cheating Husband cursed to be impotent and that his sense of taste was stunted entirely then there was another case of woman who was cursed and slowly became a monsters because she offended a hermit and spoke ill of their poverty and ugliness."

"Some curses are extreme and quite hard if not impossible to remove such as the case of Benjamin Dwight, a despicable man who sexually assaulted then severely assaulted a girl in Hong Kong and was cursed by the girl's great grandmother, His curse was extensive to say the least and it proved to be a fate worse than death indeed, one that could be debated if he deserved every bit of. The curse caused that every step he took felt like walking on shards of glass, his body to experience unbearable pain at contact with the sun, his body to wither and rot from the inside and to top it off he was unable to die till he felt pain as the one he inflicted on little Jiao. The dark magic created by the curse prevented him committing suicide, which he attempted hundreds of times. Bottom-line dear reader is that in this world of ours, kindness and love to your fellow man is important because we're too fragile to squander our only life by being a idiot and being an unnecessary hindrance to society"

IN THE UNDERGROUND SEWERS OF KANARI ISLAND-

Bobby was walking slowly and carefully around cistern area and was headed towards the Vent-Ladder that led to the surface; he hid his face with a surgical mask and a lowered head, determined to get out of his room in the hospital. He had snuck out behind and against the doctor and his wishes avoiding being seen by the three nurses that work there at that moment. He still fell exhausted however he did not want to stay in the dark sewers anymore.

He saw the small guardroom where three men sat around wearing different masks, clearly ghouls like him, he stopped and hid away from sight when a guard moved towards him. he stood behind a large rusted pipe watching them when he felt a hand press itself on his shoulder, he turned around and looked behind startled that he didn't see anyone. he took a second before looking back at the men, he then feels a presence behind him.

"Don't worry kid, those guards won't bite IF you're wearing a mask made of Ivory and Onyx" said a old man behind Bobby, the kid turned to look at the man who wore a White and dark purple mask in the shape of a featureless skeleton with small nose slits and large sunken eye cavities where the tired man's eyes sat. he looked scary but Bobby felt a nice and serene feeling from him, feeling that the man was trustworthy.

Bobby: I don't got one, I don't got money or anything sir... How can I leave if I don't have a mask? -he asked in low voice, this made the old man croak with a chuckle then before Bobby could continue he removed his own, his long silver hair befell his weathered face obscuring it, he then like magic shrunk the mask so It would fit the young man-

Mysterious Old man: Take it son, I understand what it is not to see the sun in a long time... -he said with a bit hurt in his raspy and low voice-... Do not argue and go, when they ask you a question simply respond with "Blessed be the Peacemakers"... -the old man turned around and slowly walked away-

Bobby: Mister wait... -he stopped the old man-... how can I repay you?

Mysterious Old man: Visit me for a chat sometime soon, son. -he said without looking at Bobby-

Bobby looked down at the mask and then when looked back towards the old man, he had vanished without a trace; Bobby looked around for a second before slowly putting on the mask and tightening it around his head, he was glad he lost his glasses a long time ago; he took a reassuring sigh before moving towards the trio who looked at him approach:

Guard #1: What's up? -he asked casually with unblinking eyes down to Bobby-... what can I help you w-with?

Bobby: -He was breathing a bit labored as anxiety crept up his back, feeling like if he spoke he would be found out- ..."Blessed be the Peacemakers" -he said in a voice that was not his, his voice was different but he could not identify why-

Guard #1: No chit-chat, straight to business huh... alright Reaper, you can go up. -he says before moving out of the way and gestured at the door without hesitation-... Man, He's a young one.

Guard #2: Pay your respect, you stupid fuckwit. -he says to the younger guard who was surprised at the outburst-... He's a Reaper, show respect... -he looked at Bobby, bowed his head- ... Have a good hunt Sir.

Bobby, a bit perplexed by the exchange of words, climbed up the ladder slowly, rung by rung till he reached a small room connected to "newer" looking sewers then he spotted a big arrow painted in a bright red paint, aiming towards the end of the hallway. he followed by the service sidewalk avoiding the current of sewage going at a slow pace down the path, he eventually saw another ladder but it was a rope one hanging from a small 3x3 foot wide hole up on the ceiling. after climbing up of it he opened the latch after some effort and climbed out onto the surface where he saw a lady with a mask and hood waiting against a wall to the side of the hidden entrance.

Masked Lady: Sup Kid, I've been expecting you... seems you're a very resourceful boy to use a ancient password like that. -she says as she approaches Bobby, who was shaking on the spot now that she knew who he was-... stop shaking baby, You're not in trouble, in fact I'm here to help you out.

Bobby: How are you going to help me? -he asked nervous and skeptical in the delivery-

Masked Lady: Because as easy as I'm offering to help you, I can take your ass to the guards downstairs and lock you up in the hospital where you're supposed to be... -she took off her mask, her face was sharp and cold like the love-child of Cruella Deville and Morticia Addams, her lips had black lipstick and her make up made her look like she was depressed, mourning even-... either way, decide quickly I don't got the time, I'm a busy woman.

Bobby: Alright, I'll go but I'll be watching you... -she says earning a chuckle from her-

Masked Lady: Sure you are kid. -she says as she gestures him to follow-... Just don't stare too long or you'll start learning new things about yourself. -she joked but clearly it went over Bobby's head, giving her a confused look which she sighed in return, looking bored-

Both walked in silence up a bunch scaffolding filled with construction equipment, voices where near them and the sounds of progress rang out louder and louder making music and rhythm enough to make bodies bust in dance; as the woman led them through the shell of a future building he heard people singing, humming and whistling in unison to the songs of hammers, machinery and equipment: "Making peace to build a better future, strong united working until we fall~... All hands together, push to keep the dark from coming, feel the way we are!~... We all lift together, through the cold mist, through the hiss of hot summers~" They sang in unison, men, women, humanimals and nonhumans alike as they worked on the building in their own separate areas.

Masked Lady: Seems the Roth Construction boys are at it again... -she comments before climbing up a fire exit till she reached the last floor before arriving at the rooftop-... You picked up a good time to explore the island, It's culture week and much of the population is celebrating the massive cultural diversity that our tiny "paradise" has... -she says leading Bobby through the hollow building they arrived at the rooftop-... That down there is Skjall city.

The city looks quite beautiful and majestic, skyscrapers filled small parts of the sky alongside some blimps and tour helicopters, Cars and people filled the streets while hundreds of music types play throughout the city along with the normal city sounds; The Masked Lady then looks below to what looks like a bunch of rain tarps and all the way below was a pool with a few people cleaning it. She pulls off the near transparent magical mask she wears for make-up, leaving her real face in her natural beauty then she leaps off onto the tarps and hugging them, sliding down of them and breaking her fall until she cannon-balls into the pool:

Masked Lady: Jump and do what I do Kid! -she says as she jumps out of the pool, starting to wring her hair then take off her dress-

Bobby: Okayokayokay... -he snaps out of the surprise of her leaping into the pool, takes a deep breath and starts getting ready-... If she can jump down there without breaking something as a Old lady I will be able to do it no problem. -He says as he runs back then leaps out to the pool-

He catches the first two tarps however he smacked the next one with his face which removed his mask, then he bounced off it till he kept hitting every tarp on the way down till he landed flat on his back into the water with a painful 'SMACK', which made the pool cleaners wince from the impact; The lady then pulled the pain ridden Bobby out of the water then slapped him out of his pain-paralysis state. He sat up teary eyed and silently sobbing in pain:

Masked Lady: Ouch, That looked like it hurt... -she says sarcastically-... Don't feel like you've failed something kid, everyone fucks up their first time even myself... -she trails for second-... but I remember landing on my chest, not pleasant. -she says with honesty as she helps him up and then get into a service/construction elevator, which they take down to the first floor where the construction crew is packing up for the day-

Bobby and the Masked Woman slowly moved down the street towards the downtown part of the city, to the woman's home so she could help the kid with his bruises and give him some new clothes that don't smell like sewage, hospital alcohol and pool water bleach. He was going to be sore for a while from the drop but he'd now had seen how to leave the Undercity, felt the sun on his face and soon get to explore the city. After hailing a Kanan-Cab, they headed out.

IN SKJALL CITY'S DOWNTOWN, THE CENTER OF THE CULTURAL WEEK CELEBRATION-

Vhjil and Alú where walking through one of the Farmer's market like sections that surround the city's central plaza and gazebo, both viewing the many miniature stages and stands with knick-knacks, food, touristic information or cultural appreciation from their respective representing countries and/or homes; Hailing from USA to Japan and everything in between, including Island countries such as Puerto Rico and Cuba, Latin America and even (One could say most importantly represented) The Non-Human Community. Vhjil and Alú stood and watched a duet between a Devil and a young man wearing a tank-top, they sang in Spanish but Vhjil could understand it while Alú was depending on a YouTube II video to understand the lyrics:

"Until I no longer hears nothing but a profound silence, several seconds of calm my soul next to my body~" the young man sang with a good flow and his body moving subtly to the beat of the song, he lifted the microphone up as the next part was coming "I told myself I have not yet arrived at the beyond, I feel the smell of perfume, I see a light at the end of a tunnel, a fire that start to consume starts to look back~" he continues to sing in Spanish but the two continue down the festival:

Alú: What's the name of that song?

Vhjil: Uhh... It's "Es Epico" by a early century rapper called Cansebero. -she answered with near perfect Spanish pronunciation which Alú was surprised about-... What?... I speak a bunch of languages.

Alú: Hey now that think about it... what do you do to afford everything?, if you don't mind me asking... -she asked Vhjil who tucked her holo-phone in her pocket-

Vhjil: I used to compete internationally and globally in Video Games Tournaments, I was pretty damn good at fighting games too but I retired after... -she stopped talking in a somber way, letting the sentence trail away into the wind-

Alú: Oh... -she realized that Vhjil was in pain at the what was meant to be said-... I'm sorry for asking, I've didn't know that it was a hard thing to say.

Vhjil: -she looked back at Alú then gave her a quick and small smile-... It's okay, I'm okay. My father was a good player who retired after he'd broken his left hand in a motorcycle accident, so when I took up the mantle he was overjoyed and to prove it he was there in every single one of my tournaments till he passed away of a brain aneurysm three minutes before I was crown the first Non-human grand-slam gaming champion, when I learned about what happened I retired from tourneys and decided to leave the lamplight... -she says to Alú, in a better mood-

Alú: I'm sorry about your father, I know he's in a better place. -she says to Vhjil-

Vhjil: Thank you, Alú... -she says happily before looking at her comically-... Don't think I lost my skills, I'm still very good at my craft... ask Mika how good I was when we played last time. -she says to the ghoul-... but to answer your earlier question, I won many tourneys which left me with a bunch of money.

Alú: You ever thought to return? -she asked Vhjil-

Vhjil: My name is out there, If I show up randomly after all these years, It would be like kicking a hornets' nest throughout the Cross-net... -she seemed to get nervous as she thought about it-

Alú: So what?... let people get riled up, then it's proof how awesome you where in your games, don't think that you can't do it, what I've learned from our friendship is that you do anything you set your mind to it. -she says as a bunch of men in costumes on stilts and oversized heads pass by them, one of them was carrying a large Puerto Rican flag, they danced by the duo with tropical music and songs-

Alú got distracted and accidentally bumped into a tall humanimal woman wearing skinny jeans, a crop-top and a long-sleeve flannel with the addition of shin-high boots; Her face was smooth and soft but decorated with a few tiny birthmarks, her eyes were fierce feline/cat eyes stained with glowstick green color and she had a tiny fang poking out from underneath her upper lip; Her hair was messy, puffy and kept relatively short which worked to hide her ears.

Woman: Watch where you're going miss... -she says with red on her cheeks and a unintentionally cute pout-

Man: Marcella that clearly was your fault, you where clearly playing on your phone... -he says to the cat-girl with a nonchalant look in his eye-

Marcella: Wow Malcom, que buena forma de tirarme la culpa... dick... -she says to him with a big sweat drop running down her forehead-

Malcom: You're welcome... now... -he helps Alú fix her top which got a bit ruffled by the bump, he lifts his gaze just below the edge of his hood only for Alú to see two bright psychedelic pair of eyes, glowing and releasing dark energy from them as they link gazes for a split-second-... Miss Alú?... if I heard correctly, how are you doing?

She didn't say anything before Vhjil pulled her towards herself then responds to the man:

Vhjil: We're fine however I would really appreciate it if you could... -she comes closer to him to whisper to him-... Don't use magic to read us, I would really appreciate it. -she says before going back then taking Alú and protecting her with her body-... I know those eyes anywhere. -She says to him who's stunned in place, as he hears her voice inside his head but her lips aren't moving, speaking with Telepathy-... You have the Dark Eyes of a Devil awakened, dark magic used to seeing into peoples' minds, seeing into their secrets. -she took hold of Alú's hand while her eyes turn black and the veins around them bulge up-... Stay away from us. -Alú looks at what she sees as a silent stare-down between the hooded man and Vhjil but before she can say anything, Vhjil takes off, dragging her off by the hand-

As they make some distance Alú sees Vhjil looking nervous, her eyes are wide and her hand feels firmly clamped around her's, something scared her and it was the that man, surely; They went through a corner passing by a bunch of people from shady drug-dealers, silver-tongue pimps recruiting penniless youth, Lurkers and the occasional fixer stalking a debtor for crossing their mob boss of the week. They stopped underneath a old arcade's neon sign to catch their breath, There's a few people walking about but none where of interest. Alú finally frees herself from Vhjil's grip, she rubs her hand a bit then sees a glow coming from Vhjil, like a fireplace burning on a winter night, her strange kagune came out and it was as completely alien as the first time Alú had seen it so many months ago:

Her Kagune are pair of massive and beautiful four-piece set of wings that had the similar appearance to a Emperor Butterfly, they glowed with a bright yellow and orange glow, they were very warm to the touch even as they "cool" down. Each of the upper wings has around a arms length in size while the bottom pair where skinnier yet longer by a single foot. The base of the kagune is very muscular looking, thick and strong looking, Alú remembered how she saw a glimpse of Firefly Vhjil fly up to the sky and disappear into the sky a few months ago. Now she saw the whole set of wings and they looked beautiful on Vhjil.

After making sure they were not followed, Vhjil took a deep breath which she then proceeded to exhale steam, cooling the wings down and causing them to return to their bright red color, shortly they dissipated and returning into her body, she turned around and hugged Alú before speaking, her heart was raising and it beats felt hard upon Alú's chest:

Vhjil: That man scared me, his body was showing so much magic that I though he was going to harm us. -she admitted-... Thankfully my race look more intimidating than we really are... -she confessed as she tried to calm her breathing-... Can't believe he didn't see that I was scared...

Alú: That was so cool... -she blurted out which she made Vhjil blush-... your wings are so beautiful... -she then realized what she had said so she blushed too-

Vhjil: Don't talk about my wings please... it's embarrassing to have cute butterfly wings and nothing to defend yourself with In case of something bad... -she took a deep breath and her kagune finally returned to her body-

Alú: Did you ever learn how to fight?... -she asked Vhjil who raised an eyebrow and placed her hands upon her hips-

Vhjil: No, how could I? -she asked her with a incredulous look-

Alú: Like you have a lot of money and free time, you could have learned from a dojo or some teacher... -she responds with a bit of a blank expression in her face, just questionnaire enough to be noticed-

Vhjil: Well I never though of it... I spent most of my life with dad, I've really didn't start seeing the sun until he passed away.

Alú: Damn, Well... -she though about it-... I could teach you stuff, like I never went to a fancy dojo or met some martial arts champion but I know what I've learned from living in the streets... literally. -she states before looking around and noticing the large neon sign that reads "The Elder Cabinets"-... "Let the ancients see our devotion to the art of game" Is this the type of stuff you say or that's like weird?

Vhjil looked up the sign, she saw that the Arcade's mascot was a decrepit old wizard playing on a arcade cabinet then she went into it, seeing and taking in the collection of cabinets for different games from the Mortal Kombat Kollection to a arcade version of the RE-Animator VI game and to her surprise there's a Limited Edition version of Ultimate Smash Requiem, the first successful attempt for all three mega-gaming corps in union for a common game; Almost like a cartoon Vhjil was drooling at the sight of so many Rare and Legendarily difficult to acquire video game arcade cabinets. She walked in slowly mesmerized by a all the Cabinets and found one that pulled her in like moths to a flame: The Special Edition of Saints Row V: The Incrementum which was released then banned throughout most European and Asiatic countries due to it's over the top content.

Big goofy hearts formed on her eyes as she floated towards the Arcade machine and gently laid her hands upon the joysticks' soft padding and pristine buttons, the Alternative controller was on display on a compartment just underneath the main controls, the Alt-controls is simply a purple and gold old school Xbox PlayStation hybrid controller from 2079. She remembered how her father had told her about the Second Great Depression that struck the Americas during the mid 2030s where the economy plummeted so severely that it actually caused the wealth of many countries to go down the drain as well due to the high amount of US dollars running throughout the world, during this time the only real companies that blossomed were Video Game companies due to Crypto-currency. This game was made using RLC or Real life currency aka no crypto-currency so it was too expensive for anyone not rich to play, getting banned throughout so many countries did not help either.

Alú: Seems like you're really into that game... -she says with a sweatdrop and a head-scratch-

Vhjil: -she turns around and looks at Alu-... What gave it away? -she asked embarrassed-

Alu: The Fact you've been staring it so hard you might have literally pressed your eyes against the screen. -she said will dull eyes-

From behind a big double-doorway with no door, covered entirely of streamers made of parchment came a Old man wearing a dark blue suit, white dress shirt and a black tie; He reminded Vhjil of the Mysterious G-Man from Half-life 2, the man had a left sided-part haircut with large white stripes on his temples, he wore dark shades and had rings on each finger, all from different video game references or pop-culture like the ring on his right hand's ring-finger was in fact a replica of The One, the "McGuffin" for "The Lord of rings" franchise. He smiled at them both revealing perfectly kept teeth with one missing front tooth and the tooth next to it being gold, he bowed in a greeting then spoke with a gentle but wise voice, like a Irish/Italian Morgan Freeman:

Store Owner: 'ello younglings, welcome to Elder Cabinets Arcade and these lovely beauties are my games that I share with the little ones who wish to learn the history of gaming-culture. -he said to them as he stood straight, allowing the girls realize that he is nearly seven feet tall, lanky and in good posture-... My name is Michael Benjamin Shaw the Third but just call me Shaw, so who do I have the pleasure of meeting on this fine day? -he asked as he took a short step forward but still kept his distance to the girls-

Vhjil: Ummm... -she was a bit worried of the man, he was a stranger who's dressed as a pimped out version of the G-man so those were big red flags however she didn't want to be rude-... Valera... Valera Jillian the Second is my name, sir. -she responded courtly, bowing her head quickly before looking away from his gaze-

Alú: Just call me Alú, old man. -she felt a twang of sudden regret upon finishing her sentence, regret for something she'd never regretted doing before-

Shaw: Pleasure to meet you both, so I see one of you is interested in the jewel of collection... -he gestures to the purple and gold arcade cabinet of Saints Row V-... remember buying this from a buddy of mine that worked in Deep Silver, jammy of me huh?... -he gestured to himself-... Anyways, there's a restroom down the hallway in the back of the arcade, more games 'round there and bending machines on the right... If you need anything let me know and I'll help in a jiffy, that is if I'm not stuck in a fetching quest... -he spoke before walking slowly to the counter to the right of the entrance-

Vhjil was a bit untrusting however she was excited that this collection of games was amassed and shared in an arcade while Alú looked at her friend by slowly moving her eyes towards Vhjil in a 'O...kay' moment. They then continued on the arcade, both (more like Vhjil while Alu follows her) checked out the games and counted the catalog of options, many being "Limited" editions due to their status as Arcade cabinets, a example of a old game was "Gurētomonsutāgāru ga 5-jigen de kōgeki! (グレートモンスターガールが5次元で攻撃)" which came out in Japan three years before the first Waisetsu-Folk (Translated into Lust-folk or Lewd-folk) portal opened in the world.

Alú: This... this is weird... -she blushed at the Arcade cabinet's art which was the female protagonist Mako Ishiruma (name written above her head in tiny letters) getting her sci-fi looking armor torn to shreds by what looks like a horde of horny monster girls of many types, while fighting them off with a Curved katana and a car door shield. Vhjil recognized that the way it's drawn, the art emulates the original "DOOM" cover art but instead of demons it was naked monster girls with a hellish case of 'heat'-

Ironically next to it was "DOOMED HORIZONS: THE NEW GENERATION" which was the old 2020 meme of Animal Crossing and DOOM cross-over turned into a real, licensed game made by Nintendo Inc and Bethesda Gaming Enterprises (before they went bankrupt in 2047), The cover art was the selling point if Vhjil's father was right: The Animal crossing character Isabelle was all grown up and she wore the Doomslayer's armor after he sacrificed himself in the previous game, she stood on top of a massive hill overlooking an archipelago of islands at war against the Demon Legions from Hell.

Vhjil: These are very rare games on mint condition Alú... -she had large twinkles on her eyes-... This is the single greatest thing I've ever seen in my life! -she said very excited as she gestured around the arcade-... It's a video game paradise! -she went back to the Saints cabinet but when she tried sticking in the required dollar and fifty cents to play these Triple A cabinets she noticed that it needed a special coin called SR-unit which was a tiny gold coin with Johnny Gat wielding a sword and a pistol on the heads sides and for the tails was High Chancellor Shaundi looking badass looking over shoulder as a explosion went off in front of her-

Shaw: Oooh, ya' want to play the Saints game huh? -he raised a whimsical eyebrow and a delighted smile then from his suit's handkerchief pocket he pulled a SR-Unit-... This is my second most prized possession, grants unlimited access to the game however I will not part with it for a ordinary amateur, only the best of the best gamers will get the honor of taking this coin off me. -he said to her, he approached her now with a golden cane that strongly reassembled the Keyblade from the 'Kingdom Hearts' franchise-

Vhjil: I... -she hesitated for a second, she looked back at the Saints cabinet, a figurative heavenly glow to it shined upon her eyes, she looks back at Shaw then responds-... I was the Legendary champion of the the Global Gaming Net's first ever Female and Non-human grand-slam champion for six years straight... my tag was and still is "Vindictress"... -anime style giant bold Japanese Kanji slams down behind her spelling out her name then below those came her gamer tag/name-

Shaw: Hehe, my daughter saw you play when she was a wee lass, Alright you got the reputation but do you still have the skills? -he challenged her with goofy grin before pocketing the coin in a over the top but skillful maneuver where he threw the coin in the air then catches it between his pinky and thumb by the rim so he could show the 'head' of the coin to her-... to prove it I have three challenges for you?

Alu: Three challenges?... Isn't that a bit cliché to the whole thing you two have here? -she says as her eyes are dull to the sight of two grown adults arguing about games, slowly looking towards the reader for a little over three seconds before looking back at the duo whom seem perplexed at her question-... Like I'm not the sharpest tool in the shed when it comes to stuff you guys spot in games, movies and other shit but doesn't a lot shit depend on three things to get done or is it just me? -she asked with a bit more stoic than previously mentioned lack of face-

Shaw Vhjil: Oh Yes/yeah, the rule of three where it's believed that gamers, viewers of media or readers (of written arts like fanfiction) can understand things better if done in threes... -they both said, Alu hits them with a gesture of 'See what I mean?' causing them both to look at each other with sweatdrops realizing that their falling to the tropes of fiction-

Shaw coughs and clears his throat before continuing:

Shaw: Yes FOUR challenges for you to do before you get the coin. -Vhjil was focused on his words while Alu facepalmed-... First of the challenge shall be to find and complete all the Zombies Easter Eggs from the original trilogy of black-ops games in chronological order! -he cackled like a villain while pointing at the oldest looking arcade cabinet in the building sitting at the back left corner of the room, "ZOMBIE CHRONICLES: ARCADE EDITION" was written in a bloody decal on the cabinets headboard-

Vhjil: Easy, What about the rest?

Alu: Bet a twenty chip he goin' to tell you after y-

Shaw: I'll tell you after you complete the first trial!... -he says before walking back to the counter and retrieving something from underneath the counter-... Now... -he sounds a bit ominous as he slowly pulls out a piece of paper and a pen-... I'm going to need you to sign this membership if you wish to play in my arcade, entry fee is 30 units and from there it's just three units per month. -he goes back to his giddy mood-

Vhjil takes the pen and signs her name on the paper as "V1NDICTR355" in a very fluent cursive signature, Shaw smiles as Vhjil coughs up the 30 Units then gets ready to play only for the lights to turn off and to Shaw show them out the door politely with a copy of the membership and a keycard:

Shaw: Sorry lasses, closing time... come back around tentosixpmsoyoucanplayokaybyeeeeeee... -he says super fast before closing the municipal shutter door and sealing the arcade down, a giant "CLOSED" written on the shutters-

Alu: What the fuck?!... hey you creepy bastard open this door, you can't just charge her 30 units then kick her out like this! -she shouted at his through the shutters-

Vhjil: Don't worry about it Alu, he isn't lying...

Alu: How do you know he didn't just stole that cash to do drugs and this was just a set up?!... -Vhjil gives her a very skeptical look-... Okay perhaps is not as crazy as I though about it just now but how do you know he's going to keep his word?

Vhjil: Simple... Competition, clearly he's down everything there is to do in those games so he wishes to prove that no-one can do it better which I'll prove he's wrong! -she says excited, letting her hood fall off her head-

Alu: This is the least shy I've ever seen you and it's actually kinda hella freaky... -she says to Vhjil who flips her hood back on-... First with the staring contest with the dude in the festival now this.

Vhjil: Can we talk about this at home, I've realized it's like Seven and it's starting to get dark...

Alu nodded and both headed off to home, Shaw watched them leave from the second floor window while sipping from a fancy and engraved glass full of a crimson whiskey which bottle he held on his other hand, he smiled with impish glee and mischievous look in his eye as his gaze was focused on Vhjil, he spoke two words before he swallowed the contents of his glass then crushed it in his hand: "Game on". His eyes turned to glowing orbs of purple and his smile stretched eerily up to cheek bones, he tilted his head as he now resembled a jack-o-lantern, slowly backing away from the window then disappearing into the darkness.

EARLIER ON THE DAY, DEAN'S RESIDENCE-

Dean would slowly awaken from a blissful dream to his eyes blurry and his face hurting, throbbing in pain like his heart but not so as it was filled with passion and love, he tasted blood on his mouth, iron and the taste of pain which he had not felt in years. He was tied up upon a wooden chair with a curtain, how did he knew it was a curtain?... the only thing with the stitching in the shape of shitty "G" was the curtains that his mother had custom made from Europe then plastered all over the house, on every window possible. He felt a pair of hands gently cup his chin and the first thing he imagined was the beautiful angel that had literally dropkicked him some unknown time ago, he puckered his lips in anticipation for her soft lips only to get hit by a freezing wave of water that woke him up of his stupor:

Nick: I was going to let you sleep but when you got all kissy faced I couldn't pass up the opportunity to wake you up... -he said to Dean-... Sorry for tying you up dude but I can't risk you stabbing me in the back... you know, like literally. -he said with a quick gesture as he pulled a new chair in front of Dean, he served himself and Dean a glass of water-... Oh yeah sorry for the destruction. -he gestured to the kitchen wall which had a massive crater where the kitchen window used to sit-

Dean: It's alright... -he said while looking around the room-... so... I'm your hostage or something?

Nick: Yeah, I guess... -he said with a head scratch-... I'm not going to steal anything, just not my thing.

Dean: So why... you tied me up?... -he asked why with a curious look-... like if you're not going to rob me, kill me or... the other thing... then, what are you doing? -he asked with a sweat drop-

Nick: Don't ask me, Ava told me stop anyone from interrupting her... At any means necessary, so instead of killing you I though of just tying you up.

Dean: Alright then, so... what's your deal? -he asked-

Nick: Why do you care? -he retorted-... You're a human why would you care about a ghoul?

Dean: I'm a Free Worlder, I believe the world is for everyone who can rationalize thoughts then there's the fact I'm a gamer that respects skills and lacks racism, so again I ask... What's your deal and that beautiful goddess? -she asked and had hearts on his eyes as he mentioned Ava-

Nick: Fine... Just trying to find my place in the world outside my sister's shadow, I'm just a ghoul who is trying to get rich and say "Fuck you" to the world. -he says before giving Dean some water-... So your turn.

Dean: Win the Grand-Slam award in the GGN then marry that goddess... -Nick looked at him with a 'really?' expression on his face-... What?... I'm a simple person with simple goals. -he then looks around and looks towards the stairwell up to his room-... So the Goddess is partaking in a human sex sacrifice up there or what? -This made Nick spit his water out then cough hard-... what did I say?

Nick: Why would you think that is what she's doing?! -He shouted to Dean-

Dean: No need to shout dude, I say that because I know what she is, a Monster Girl, a waisetsu in fact... -he said in a stoical manner-... this means her very life and mental stability depends on her consumption of raw lifeforce, so seeing as awesome and beautiful it was when she LITERALLY dropkicking me through my window, that means she's lacking sustenance and she's currently alone with a dude who could be unconscious. -Then Nick realized that he may had fucked up when he agreed to guard Dean while Ava, quote on quote, retrieving what belongs to her-

Nick's face was white in realization, lacking the face to acknowledge the fact he was too dumb to figure what Ava wanted, he sprouted his kagune and sliced down through Dean's binds, without a second thought he flew into a sprint up the stairwell then to the attic hatch, Dean stood up and ran up there too. by the time Dean was at the hatch and climbing up the ladder he hard a crash and "thwack" sound:

Dean: I don't care if there's murder or a threesome up here, if my setup is fucked I'll end all of you... -he says as he enters the attic and realizes that his dark lights are off-

He fumbles in the door to recognize where he is then remembering the path to his setup that he memorized, he walks perfectly towards the back-up light switch in case of power outages and flips it on. With a low dim the lights turn on, allowing Dean to see that the ghoul from downstairs in knocked out cold, sitting upright against with the attic's support beam as an added bonus he had spirals in his eyes and stars flying around his head. He didn't had to look far to find Tatsumi, who was but naked and passed out, his face contorted to a expression of terror as whatever did the Monster girl did was done on top of a bunch of boxes labelled "BURN THESE BOXES":

Dean: Completely Accurate... -he looked around his buddy, avoiding the crotch area, seeing that he had tiny whip like bruises, love bites and bruises in the shape of feminine hands-... God why wasn't me, I mean OH SHIT Tatsumi you alright. -he shook his friend around until he sensed something-... Back for more I presume?

The Akaname slowly slinked down the ceiling, her tongue serving as rope to come down, she stood straight up and was wearing some clothes which where a pair of light blue bikini bottoms and a very stretched out tank-top, both old clothes items that belonged to his older sister once upon a time. her hair was organized and her bangs were cutely tidy, her hair color had changed to a beautiful cherry blonde color with a long strand that was solid platinum, hanging over her right eye down to her chin. Her shoulders and her face as well as her thighs were cutely decorated with small sprinkles of strawberry milkshake colored freckles on her soft Caucasian skin. Her ears where pointy and slightly peaking out her hair and she had a wolfish grin on her face as she looked at Dean, a small fang hanging out and everything:

Ava: I want more... but those two don't have what I want, well one of them at least... -she gestures to Tatsumi-... he needs to recharge, now you shorty... -she looked at Dean-... I came here looking for dick, so we can do this the easy way or the hard way... -she says as she starts slipping off her underwear-

Dean: -Blood spurted out of his nose and hearts came out of his eyes however he regained his composure-... Why Tatsumi?... why did you this to him of all the people in the island?... is it because of how stressed as of late or just because he was the first one you saw? ("And why not me?" he though as his chibi mental self cried in disappointment)

Ava: His stress and exhaustion was delicious, drank it all up... -Dean spurted a little bit more blood at that-... may keep me happy for days to come but you... -she sniffed the air-... you may have little to give me but I'll take what I can get. -she said causing the inner version of Dean to crack open champagne and celebrate-

Dean: If only I played more horror games, I would have been a beacon to her... -he says under his breath then looks at her-... however you're welcome to take my stress and excess energy, your beauty and lewd needs are welcome by me so I can feel your soft skin upon mine. -he had hearts on his eyes and blood running down his nose, by this point one could ask how is he's not passed out by blood loss. He comically threw his clothes off and was wearing nothing but boxers on, letting his skinny body free and his tent visible-... Come at me, Akaname, beautiful creature from another dimension... you think you can handle me!?... A Competitive gamer who stresses 24/7 about losing his position as top world player! -Giant words appeared behind him "競争ハードコアゲーマー！" as he posed with his hands on his hips and his manhood poking out the hole in his boxers but obscured by a box-... You'll regret underestimating my power!

Ava: Oh yes~... -she says focusing her sights on him, sensing the amount of raw energy within him and around him-... I may have underestimated how much energy you have but I can't say know to such a tempting offer!~ -she pounces from across the room towards him, almost touching the ceiling of the attic as she did-... You'll serve my never-ending lust well!~

Dean smiled as the world went in slow motion for him, he saw her every detail and her lust for him, he was overjoyed and ecstatic at it; He began singing in his mind about what was to come: "-And it's sweet, sweet, sweet victory, yeah, And it's ours for the taking It's ours for the fight, In the sweet, sweet, sweet victory, yeah, And the one who's last to fall, The winner takes all, yeah~" he had been waiting for years for the moment to lose his virginity to the perfect one for him, he had dreamed of this moment and now instead of sex in a yacht in Scion city's shoreline underneath the stars, he was going to fuck in his dark attic room in the one place he didn't want have sex in, his parents house but destiny has a funny way to surprise you.

She clashed into him and both rolled onto a bunch of boxes filled with old towels, pillows and sheets, she straddled him and moved around before she spun around and slammed around the floor then kissed hard in the lips, she moaned loudly as she felt his big member do what it was created for; she felt his mouth kiss and taste her soft neck skin then he parted his lips from her. In a matter of seconds he had overwhelmed her womanhood with pleasure as he was doing all the right things:

Ava: -Moan and panting-... H-how... Impossible you're a virgin... y-you can't be... -loud moan then a kiss from him-... this g-goood~... so big~... -she lustfully struggled to talk-

Dean: The thing is, beautiful goddess... secretly I'm a pervert and train for this very moment! -He says proudly as he's looking down at her-..."あなたはすでに濡れています" (Anata wa sudeni nurete imasu...) -He says with a lewd/wolfish grin, her eyes widen and turn to hearts as a loud and drawn out moan that echoed throughout the neighborhood; She ties her legs around his waist by instinct then stares at his eyes as he readies for the big finale-... Never underestimate a recluse like me, Beautiful Goddess or suffer the power of a THOUSAND CLIMAXES! -She shakes her head in a strange mix of Fear, lust, bewilderment and anticipation-

Ava: T-This... -Her body feels like it's boiling in magma, her most sensitive parts feel numb but simultaneously hyper sensitive and her face has turned crimson red-... TOO... M-M-MUCH... L-LIFE... FORCE... I'ts f-f-fFILLING ME UUUUP! -she yells out then her world crumbles around her, she floating around space with the earth floating underneath her, her nude form pelted with waves of euphoria incomprehensible to her mortal mind. Suddenly she sees Dean's silhouette bursting out of the crust of the earth, a monster in size comparison to any man she'd ever seen-... No... -she gasps as she sees his at his full "power"-... This is the strength of a Pervert of this caliber!? -she says as the giant shape comes crashing down like a meat-eor towards her-

Dean: BEAUTIFUL GODDESS AKANAME, FOR YOUR CRIMES OF DISRESPECT TOWARDS THE POWER OF THE UNITY BETWEEN PERVERSITY AND VIRGINTY AND THE DESECRETION OF MY COMRADE BEFORE ME... -This ethereal version of him stands up straight in attention, a meteor shower blocks her view of his godly loins, he points towards her as his eyes narrow-... I DECIDED TO PUNISH YOU ACCORDINGLY!... 千のクライマックスのラッシュ：性交プライム！(Sen no kuraimakkusu no rasshu: Seikō puraimu!) -As his words finished leaving his lips, the universe trembled around them as the name of the technique appeared behind him in massive kanji, the meteors cleared out the way revealing his ultimate asset, a thousand afterimages appeared around Ava then flew towards her- YOU'RE FINISHED!

Ava was struck with such a tidal wave of pleasure that it could make the Goddess of Love Aphrodite herself bow over in mind-numbing ecstasy, Her body went slack and her numb as her greatest burdens and thoughts that troubled her were erased and all manner of stress: physical, mental and even spiritual was lifted of her shoulders in one swept, leaving nothing but peace, bliss and harmony. With one silent cry of love, she was spent... the first time in her long life, Ava, A spawn from the Succubi race of the Waisetsu was truly satisfied, not once but tenfold.

With a single soft kiss on her forehead, Dean left her to slumber upon a piles of old sheets and cushions; He walked a few feet but felt his body ache, his muscle tense up and cramp throughout, then numbness; he fainted were he stood and the world drifted into darkness he saw her sleeping frame, he let out a small smirk and spoke one thing before total exhaustion took him: "I... Was... Ballin'... but at what... cost... -weak inhale-... W-worth... it..."

MEANWHILE WITH MARCELLA AND MALCOLM-

Malcolm was concern at the telepathic conversation with the Miraimera ant however after she took off with the other girl, he felt disconnected from the world, he felt heavy in the chest from them leaving his sight so fast, what she called "Dark Eyes of the Devil Awakened". His eyes narrowed and he felt a cold sweat run down his back and forehead for a second, Marcella held him as he had started to fall to the ground.

Marcella: Malcolm!... can you hear me?!... -she looked at him then pressed her hand on his forehead-... Dios mio, you're freezing... -she says before slumping him before carrying him up on her shoulder-... What did that thing do to you?!

Malcolm: I think she cancelled out my ability to read minds. -he says as taps Marcella's shoulder-... Where are going?

Marcella: Somewhere away from her... -she eventually stopped around a coffee shop, she dropped him off on a chair outside-... I'll be back, I'm going to see if they have Gjin Tea. -she enters the shop leaving Malcolm on his own outside-

He carefully sits up on the chair and looks around noticing that due to that encounter, his eyes are sensitive to sudden movement and that he can't see all that well anymore, there's like a dark smudge on peoples' faces that runes cascade out of, like if was wearing dirty glasses. he can't focus his sight on people or even animals as it becomes too blurry for see properly. He get's started when a Holo-news pad turns on a few meters from him with a loud exclamation sound and bright red letters: "Breaking News!":

"Breaking News, Two of the five known suspects of the recent bank robbery here in Kanari Island have been found are currently having a fierce stand-off with the authorities in the Vitra-Drink headquarters in Yrden City, pedestrian eye-witnesses say that earlier today the two men identified as Kenny Esteban of 28 years of age and Willcox Figueroa of 26 were seen setting ablaze a old abandoned building then fleeing the scene through the cover of dawn, soon after they were attacked by a local gang which eventually turned into a massive firefight that has claimed 27 lives, including women, children and members of the KIPD." -The reporter voice spoke quickly then a camera image was shown of the two men who had assisted Malcom rob the Kanari Bank of Savings in Eden.

"It has been confirmed due to one of the suspects killing a hostage using magic, the authorities have no other option than to call upon the Kanari Special Tactical Operation Unit: The Enforcers to deal with these... these... degenerates" Malcom's heart sank as he heard that the Enforcers where called, he tried standing but his legs gave out underneath him, so he was only able to watch the news broadcast.

A vehicle similar looking to an Ambulance arrived at the scene, it was bulky and it was armored with a black and purple color to it, on it's side it had a skull split diagonally by a Lightning bolt with a latin phrase inside the lightning: "Servire iustitiae in populo dei incunctanter". The driver was a fully armored man who pulled out a key from around his neck and unlocked the mechanism that kept the armored double doors behind the vehicle. With a loud teapot screech and a squeal of steam the doors opened and from it a large pair gray hands appeared, grasping the borders of the door and helping itself out of the vehicle.

A massive seven foot tall monster came out, not man or non-human at that but something far worse, It was clad in a thick set of sleeveless battle armor, It's face was stoic with pitch black eyes and razor sharp teeth underneath it's lipless grimace. Upon it's waist it held a massive cleaver like blade and on the other a pistol that to a normal person could be considered a high-power rifle. it had no hair in sight, it's veins were visible underneath their lifeless grey skin and it's presence exuded death. The Cops moved out it's way as it moved forward, passed them and their cars, standing like a sentinel in front of the building:

Enforcer: Kenneth Esteban and Wilcox Roy Figueroa, by the order of the Kanari Department of Justice and the Will of the people, you're here by ordered to surrender or be exterminated by the full might of the Law. -It's voice was loud like a megaphone, it was raspy and overly deep, simply an unnatural voice-... Your crimes of Grand Theft Auto, 2nd Degree murder, Extortion of a government official, Grand Larceny, Assault, Vehicular Manslaughter, disturbing the peace, Fraud, Tax evasion and countless more have been noted, if you surrender your sentences will be 89 and 107 years respectively in the Darkridge penitentiary with no parole, how do you proceed? -he demanded with it's stoic look, unsheathing it's blade and wielding it's blade with two hands-

Kenny: Go fuck yerself, you abomination against humanity! -he shouted as he fired at the enforcer, the bullets bouncing off it's body-

Enforcer: Your response and Actions are noted, Judgement is at hand... your sentence is Death, it shall be carried effectively now. -It encased itself in a dark ink aura and made it's way towards them-

One of them tried running out a nearby window but they were stopped by Police gunfire so they started attacking the Enforcer vainly; Kenny was booted it the chest, launching him through a desk and Wilcox was grabbed by the throat and lifted up in the air, with a swift twist of the wrist Wilcox's neck snapped like celery; His paralyzed body was slumped over a turned-over chair and with a swift stab with it's blade, his head was removed from his shoulders, spraying blood all over the floor around him. Kenny stood up coughing blood, seeing six pinky sized holes in the shape of a boot on his chest, he bled profusely but he used magic recovery spells to keep himself alive:

Kenny: D-Damn... Y-you... -he turned around and started running-

He was shot in the back by the Enforcer with his pistol, blowing a massive hole on his abdomen causing his entrails to explode out to the ground, he fell over on to the bloody ground. he gasped for air as he was quickly dying, he didn't feel when the enforcer grabbed him by the hair, pulling him out of the building and placing him upon his knees, using magic to shroud the gaping hole on Kenny abdomen from public view:

Enforcer: This the fate of all who dare endanger the laws and lives of the People, Criminals heed my words... -The monster stared at the News Camera as he lifted the massive blade over it's shoulder-... Evil shall be purged from this Island, by force if necessary, oppose us and suffer his fate. -he then sliced Kenny's head clean off with one swipe, snatching the head as it flew into the air, placing the blade upon it's holster and showing the severed head to the camera-... This our Decree, Enforcing Peace to all equally as life and death itself till the very end... Last two of these criminals, YOU ARE NEXT... -he walked over the decapitated body then after retreating Wilcox's severed head, he tossed them both into his armored vehicle before entering and closing the door, sealing itself as he did-

"Well viewers, as disturbing is the methods that the enforcers use there's no denying the effectiveness of them, Love or hate 'em, the enforcer are working to keep criminals like those two from harming our way of life, stay tune for the full coverage of this story on the Eden Six News" -The report cut off and it was back to the regularly schedule programming, both Malcolm and Marcella were shocked and terrified at what they had witnessed, their friends had been hunted down by a Enforcer, same people that had robbed the bank with them...

The recovered and got their bearings together then headed out to the Firewalk Disco Club to find the last remaining member of the crew and save him before he's killed like the others. As they ran away to catch a Taxi, a Trench-coat individual wearing a metal mask and long unkept hair made his way down the road, he spotted a shady looking woman look around and duck into a alley through a gap in the chain-link fence. He narrowed his eyes as his fists clenched, popping every air bubble in his bones and blackish blood inky energy forming around them, around his body, pulsating outwards and shorting out any technology around it's reach. He followed her slowly...

?: Your body is mine, no else's... -he growled quietly as he approached the fence-... every hair, every inch of your body is my property, you like it or not... -he tore the gate open with his hands, the fence nearly melted by his touch-... Mine!...

IN THE FIREWALK DISCO'S VIP LOUNGE-

Drál sat on the edge of his bed, drinking out of whiskey bottle, blood mixed in so it could be digested without issue; His eyes were black with blood red irises, blood on his lips and bruises around his neck, he looked at his watch and couldn't tell what it said as his vision was blurry. He threw on a white button-up shirt then stood up, putting on a pair of tatted black jeans with patches everywhere, wiped the blood off his pendant from a bygone era then headed to the bathroom not considering to check on the sleeping figure on his personal bed within the disco. "Party All the Time" by Eddie Murphy was playing on the loudspeaker which he did not mind, he washed the blood off his face and then swiped his busted eyebrow with alcohol.

He recoiled as he felt the ache from his pelvis wound, he lowered his pants enough where he could see the reflection of the bullet wound he'd taken a few days ago, opening the medicine shelf and then using a bandage to cover up the hole before leaving for his shoes. He put on his boots and looked over his shoulder, he admired his precious lover's form, cute but strong just like he likes them. he was madly in love and he'll kill for her; After caressing her hair then leaving her with a soft kiss he was off towards the basement where many other ghouls were guarding boxes filled with weapons and drugs like Primal or the Old school Molly.

Ghoul Guard: Sup Boss, inventory is checked out, everything should be collected soon by the runners. -he reported before handling him a clipboard-

Drál: Did you passed it through the test?

Ghoul Guard: Yep, sure did... No firing pins or mods, only one doze per one eddies. -he answered-

Drál: If the law has it's loopholes we'll keep exploiting them.

He moved past the different workers, past the women who are sorting the drugs around in their skimpy underwear and the guards with various sorts of weapons, he smiles at his empire's growth then heads up the stairwell and straight towards a massive armored door with a mechanical Mag-lock, he unlocks via a keypad then goes up to the backroom of the disco where he moves a few boxes aside then makes his way towards the front where he fist-bumps the cashier at the bar, silently receiving a ticket for something. he heads out the door and looks at his reflection at the glass window, he likes what he sees.

He puts on a pair of shades that he retrieved from his pocket, he headed towards his car which was his pride and joy: It was a black 1982 Pontiac Trans AM with a completely modified inner workings and a custom engine made here in Kanari; He rode west towards the stadium where the HCW was going to start soon, however his reason of being there was not to enjoy the pretend war but for business, high stakes deal in fact.

After zig-zagging his way through traffic until he took a side road towards the backside of the Skjall Stadium where he parked his car and withdrew a large black briefcase with the words "DLT4-Tech" in metallic chrome stamped onto the cover, he saw his contact: A man wearing a suit and a purple tie and golden bling around his vest and blazer. He was beckoned inside by him and into the backstage where the members of the HCW roster are getting ready to their fights. One of the wrestlers was a large bulky man with an eyepatch and a large scar upon his back in the shape of a seven, he saw Drál and quickly told his to follow towards a sealed off corridor where the man's suited ally came up with a briefcase of their own:

Bulky Wrestler: Here you go sir, this is the agreed amount... -he says before Dral places the briefcase on the floor-... 46,000 Ünits in exactly 250's... -inside the briefcase was 184 Golden thumb-sized computer chip like units of tenure, each one has the Kanari official seal on the "Tail" side of the chip-... Now let me see it.

Dral: Pleasure to make business with you... -he opened the briefcase releasing cold air out-... The newest model of the UAF-34 by Delta Tech, extremely adaptive and resilient nano-weapon that merges with it's user's blood and simulates a Ghoul's kagune but instead of blades, you'll have guns. -he explained, inside the briefcase was a large stasis container with a strange viscous chrome fluid inside, electric arcs zap and cackle inside producing sounds similar to cold water pelting boiling oil-... Drawback of it being that if you're going to be terribly ill for the next few days after injection and you'll require a high protein and vitamin D diet to remain healthy, understood?

Bulky Wrestler: Thank you, now for both our sakes... -he narrows his eyes-... this transaction never happened.

Dral: Agreed. -he said before he began leaving, he smirked evilly as he passed by the door, lighting a cigarette as he did-

The Wrestler smiles, takes the large vial and closes the briefcase before giving it to his accomplice, afterwards he heads to the locker room where a bunch of men where shouting and arguing, before going in, the man ducked into a bathroom and closed it behind himself; he reached behind the sink's main pipe and pulled out a inhaler full of orange fluid, he inhaled it entirely then tossed the device in the trash, his eyes dilated fully before returning to normal.

He takes a deep breath and yanks out a large IV tube connected to the tank, at the end of the tube there was a large needle which he aimed at his neck, specifically at his carotid artery; he then inserts the needle in slowly before opening a small valve and inserting the metallic fluid into his bloodstream which felt cold and very tingly but in a good way. he carefully pulled the needle out which for a second spurted blood out only to cease when his regeneration kicked in, he trashed the vial and smile as his eyes changed color from brown to silver. After cleaning his mess up he headed back to the others where a short skull-face mask wearing man awaited impatiently:

Skull-face Wrestler: Brock where were you?... our match is coming up. -he said in a strong Russian accent-

Brock: Business call and I had to shit... now... lets win us a championship! -he said confidently, high fiving his comrade then both heading to the entrance to the arena, towards the thunderous cheering of a massive sold-out crowd-

TO BE CONTINUED...