The dark streets of the Gotham of Earth 2014 was perfect for elizabeth to sneak through, when she finds herself at the entrance to a dingy Motel, this isn't her final destination but it was getting quite late and she needed some sleep
The hotel bed was passable but not perfect and she lets her mind wander back to how this all began
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Japan was quite a nice country especially tokyo, so many new things to discover in The Strange New World, but Elizabeth had a conquest to do and some internet searching gave an idea of how to start, and as her eyes landed on the stony-eyed black haired woman next to her in the museum she knew who to start with
Tatsu Yamashiro with a skilled swords woman and fighter and would be a useful asset in neutralizing those filthy human dictators in some of the other parts of the Asians, they would not worry of new existence, so they must be dead
Elizabeth sprung her plan at night when she knew Tatsu would be on a nightly Patrol to Smite the wicked, and she intended to be the one smited for, it was easy enough to draw the attention of a filthy low life
" no don't get away from me", she yelled as convincingly as she could into the night when the man grabbed her, when the man's attention was drawn away from her by the third of something landing on the concrete of the alleyway she's smoked and she saw the glint of a blade shining from the street lights
She backs away into the darkness and her smile only grows larger as a low-life Bloods sprays from The Sword wound from it being plunged through his stomach, she licks off some that gets on her face and then followed her knees beginning to weep crocodile tears
" are you okay ma'am" Tatsu questions and Elizabeth cakes are outstretched hand with the one adorned with her transformation gem encrusted ring
" i am, but I'm about to be much better", elizabeth answers and her ring begins to Glow
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she was truly a wonderful tool, i can still see those horrible men's faces twisted the other Souls left their bodies, god she looked beautiful with their blood on her, elizabeth thinks to herself She thinks of the wonderful new form she graced the swords woman with, her live feline body sneaking through personal mansions, her licking the blood off of her with that sandpaper tongue, her heart swells with love as she remembers when she marked her as part of her hair, Tatsu wearing her Channel with loyalty to her beloved Queen and wife
The memories flow as she lets herself be taken by sleep
The end