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Tomb under the sea

Under the sea there was an old tomb, sealed years ago, it was made of pure gold and jewels but also was chained, however the cruel forces of the sea destroyed the color and rusted the structure, still the chains were imbued in some ancient energy that made them indestructibles. In the front part of the tomb, there was just one word carved with strange symbols, however they were unreadable and it was a word impossible to be pronounced by mortals.

The energy that covered the earth this day was different, due to the astronomic conditions, to this was added the fact that a war was shakening the world, all this physical and non physical strenght combined was enough energy from the chains to be broken. Just a coincidence, but a devilish one. Slowly one chain broke after other, and then the tomb was free of its restrictions. The pressure should have crushed the tomb with the being that contained inside, however the energy of the being rended the pressure useless. Aproximately 10.000 years had this being been "sleeping" sealed undersea, but this day it was free. The being that the ancient people created, and the being that the ancient people feared. But not due to that the being wasn't active, in fact the being was strong enough to send an small projection of its energy bypassing the seal, this projection caused some trouble over different ages, however as it was a weak version of the being it was stopped. But now the complete being was free, and no one will be able to stop it now.

Chains broke, the tomb was destroyed, all the sea surrounding the being was being repelled and slowly started to float toward the surface, it was hard to see under the darkness of the sea, but "she" was painted by a diabolic smile.

Coasts of Rusia

Nobody was able to explain what was happening, but suddenly a Tsunami of catastrophic proportions was asolating the coasts of the east part of Rusia, and already destroyed three coast's villages. Together an enormous storm was desated in all the littoral. The Tsunami was stated to cover an extension about 126 Km. while the storm was moving at 150 km/hr. heading toward the center of the country, it seemed slow, but the speed was proportional augmenting. However the storm and tsunami stopped without causing further damage, still the phenomene was weird on that date, and very unlikely to happen. But no explanation was needed, it was just she pulling away the pressures that tried to contain her under the sea, she just pulled the gravity to the oppose direction.

Levitating inside a bubble in the coast it was able to observe a young girl not older than 16 or 18 years, little know the family who survived the storm that the girl was the source of the catastrophe. Then the head turn to observe the family, the eyes were fierce, and a cruel smile crossed her face.

...Words are not enough to describe the horrors that the family suffered, the horror prolongated for an hour. It was just what the girl need to relax after being trapped thousand years under the sea, just a candy to her. She also gattered info about the state of the world in this age, however she needed to gather more information about the technologies, beings and laws that governed the world this day. Dispersing her bubble, she started to head to the nearest city, warping distances of hundred of kilometers in her way. She'll play a bit with the residents, after that she will search for the source of this catastrophe; even if it was just a coincidence the being called Atahlia greets those who made her a favor, and prize them with an apropiate favor in exchange, after all that is the job of a god no?. Even if she wasn't exactly a real god, she was labeled like that for some people in her age, and due to that she gained small godlike features just like the horrible storm caused by her.

Washington, DC - Seconds Before the Attack

Her sweet voice swung with each wail of the saxophone. Madoka Suan's hips swished back of forth as her voice rose and fell, and her large red eyes closed with each elongated note.
"You're really swell, I have to admit, you
Deserve expressions that really fit you
And so I've wracked my brain, hoping to explain
All the things that you do to me"
 
As the saxophone chirped the songbird smiled and playfully kicked her foot up and bounced across the small stage. Her voice was so sweet, yet strong, with intense feeling unmatched. The small crowd of the cafe swayed back and forth, letting out a little hoop or holler as Madoka Suan chuckled playfully or winked. She continued to sing, and sway back and forth. Her thin black dress danced around her ankles with each movement.

"Bei mir bist du schoen, please let me explain
Bei mir bist du schoen means you're grand
Bei mir bist du schoen, again I'll explain
It means you're the fairest in the land

I could say bella, bella, even sehr wunderbar
Each language only helps me tell you how grand--"
 
Madoka's eyes popped wide open as she heard a scream. There was a pause, then more screams as a group of strange women marched down the streets of D.C. Instantly the whole band stopped playing and looked around. People dashed to the windows, only to recoil as they saw a strange woman begin to enter the cafe. Madoka shrunk back as the bass player tucked her behind him. "Who are you?" He snapped, holding the fragile girl behind the massive instrument.  Doki peered around the bass player and stared at the strange woman, clutching her hands to her chest. She wanted to so something, but she was too frightened to move. Something told everyone in the cafe that this woman wasn't there for a grande Americano. 
 
Madoka pulled her shawl around her shoulders and glanced across the small crowd. Everyone seemed just as nervous. Doki's heart jumped in her chest and fluttered rapidly. Her pink eyebrows drew up and together as nervousness filled her every being.

The Gunslinger Enters the Battlefield

Hours before Zella attack

Just outside the city in a small garage like building the Last Gunslinger, Crow Cementerio, and his girlfriend Toni Leone d’argento prepare for what Crow believed was a coming attack on the world by some of the greatest and most powerful villains they ever encountered. Crow was working on his beloved motorcycle, Silver, getting it ready for what was coming. Toni on the other hand was just watching Crow sitting on a work table, she was wearing plaid colored skirt and school girl top as well as a witch hat, kicking her feet as she works on a few things her self, “Are you sure we should have come to DC Crow-kun? What makes you so sure this place is going to get attacked? Why couldn’t we jut wait at home and prepare there?” The Rail-gun smirked as he stood up wiping the oil off his forehead with a bandana; he was wearing a white shirt and black pants along with his cowboy hat, “Well it is just a hunch but I would assume that Newdeath if he is the one who is going to attack then he would hit all the country’s capitals so I want to be here as a “welcome” committee. I didn’t want to wait at home if we waited for them to come to use then I fear it would even harder to defeat the enemy.” Toni smiled as she understood Crow’s methods more like she trusted them like she always did, I see so you really think Newdeath is going to be the one to attack?” Toni looked down she knew that her boyfriend hated the deadly tyrant but she knew that Crow also feared the man and his great power he had spent months training to hopefully kill the Devil King himself. Crow smiled as he put his holster and gun belt around his waist, “Well there is no solid proof that Newdeath is the one who is going to attack but I am pretty damn sure. All fingers seem to point to him.” The gunslinger noticed the look on his girlfriend’s face, she must be still worried about him, sigh, I finally manage to talk her into coming to DC to set up a base. Then I had to talk her into staying back and being my eyes and ears because I don’t want her getting hurt and she is still worrying about me. Even though his smile didn’t fade the Thundering Cowboy’s voice became a little more firm, “Toni listen to me I been training these past few months and more for this day, I am going to win this war and there is nothing that will stop me from beating and killing Newdeath. That evil bastard has cause so much misery and pain and if he does choice today as his day of war then he is putting a big target on himself. And I’m the perfect person to hit that bulleyes.” The Last of the Gunslinger smiled even brighter as he made a gun with his hand pointed it at Toni’s heart and pulled the trigger. “Bang.”

Suddenly the gunslinger’s girl jumped off the bench and hugged her boyfriend tightly, she whispered to Crow in his ear. “Please be safe Crow and come back alive and in one piece.” Crow blushed and smiled as he hugged his girlfriend back then set her back on the work table and grabbed his new jacket that he had custom made just for him and this day. The jacket appeared more like vest than anything it was a dark tan color with two pockets on either side of the chest to store bullets, medical supplies, or in Crow’s case candy. There was a neck guard and extra padding on the shoulders a zipper down the middle and pockets in the front, on the back was symbol of two pistols with lightning bolts on them crossing under a skull wearing a cowboy hat symbolizing it was Crows’, the material of the jacket was extremely durable able to take swords, fire, ice, and medium to high caliber bullets. “So did you get in touch with Fairy?” Hearing that name turned the gunslinger’s girl smile to frowned she despises Western Fairy, aka Ann Mary Wheelock, “Yes I did she said she will try to help if she can. Frankly I don’t know why we need that bimbo maid to help us anyway.” Crow smiled as putt on a pair of brown gloves with metal padding on the back of the hands, “Because she is a extremely skilled sharp shooter and we are going to need every amount of help we can. I don’t know why you hate her anyone.” Flames could be seen around Toni as he clenched her fist in rage, the reason she hated the Sniping Maiden was because it was another woman trying to steal her future husband. The Rail-gunslinger tossed Toni’s jacket to this one looked similar to Crow’s expect on the back of her was a pumpkin wearing a witch’s hat surrounding by fire. “Don’t worry Toni I promise I will come back in one piece after I beat Newdeath I promise.” The gunslinger smiled at his girlfriend he was worried about what was going to happen but he was prepare for it and know that he would not lose.

Present Time Zella’s attack on DC is happening

The sounds of a motorcycle revving could be heard coming from inside the garage where Crow and Toni had set up a temporary headquarters as well as voices. “Ready Crow!” The garage door slowly began to rise, “Ready!” “It seems you were right that Newdeath would be attacking the capitals but I think something isn’t right.” “I know what you mean something not making sense it not like he can be in multiple places at once.” The garage door open completely revealing Crow on his bike not wearing a pair of goggles to protect his eyes from the speed with a final loud revving the gunslinger burst at the garage heading towards the city where he could already see flames and smoke. The gunslinger had an ear piece in his right ear so he could communicate with Toni; the eye piece was designed to be resistant to most damage especially electrical so that it wouldn’t be affected by Crow’s Relampago abilities. Minutes earlier news had spread that the deadly tyrant of had launch a full scale war on the world starting with Africa and . It was not moments after that news that reports came in that DC was under attack this worried Crow deeply as he headed towards the scene of the attack, I don’t get it I knew that Newdeath would come for DC but how if he is in Australia then how could he be attacking here as well and if he is he why is he jumping around randomly. Something not adding up; is someone teaming up with him to partake in this war, maybe a radical group is using this as a moment to strike? Either way I am going to stop this here and now. Suddenly Toni came though on the eye piece via a channel that only those two and a chosen few others had access to, “Crow is just came on the news Newdeath has conquered Australia and is now in Germany it seems like he making his way though Europe one country at a time. But this still doesn’t make any sense…” Crow interrupted a look of worry coming over his face. “I know if he is on the other side of the world then who is attacking DC here. I guess it doesn’t matter it war and all hell is about to break loose. Keep me informed on the situation if Newdeath arrives in the states I want to know where I am going to be the one to end him.” With that Toni went silent as she turned off the link as Crow became focus ready to face who ever was in the nation capital causing havoc. Newdeath I hope you are ready because now the Last Gunslinger, the Rail-gun, Crow is entering the battlefield and this time I got a few new tricks up my sleeves.

It didn’t take long for Crow to actually arrive in the city but to his horror it was still not fast enough the city was practically destroyed; fires broke out everywhere, buildings were half destroyed, power lines were down, cars over turned, bodies and blood littered the streets like trash, off in a distance one could see the Washington Monument was cracked in half and the top part missing. Crow eyes widen in horror and shock at the destruction he clenched his fist fighting off tears of rage and sadness; it is just like home it is just like Rayo Rosado so much death so much destruction. Why what is the point of all this?! Why?! I swear this time is going to be different I am going to protect my friends this time! I swear I am stronger now I will stop this and protect everyone I swear on my word as a Gunslinger. Crow began to look around his hand on Quicksilver ready to draw and fire on anyone who wanted to fight. He had brought some of his Burn-Up pills, his special bullets including the new Strom Could bullets, and a double edge knife that he could use with a metal grabbling wire on his wrist. Crow got off his bike and began to look for any sounds of life from survivors as well as the sick twisted monster who performed this attack

@Lobos_Del_Rayo:

They Need A Hero

What was taking place on Earth.. it was true horror. Apparently, Newdeath is hellbent on taking over the world and he doesn't mind bringing the apocalypse along with him. "What is going on?", a confused Thor asked, looking through a colossal crystal ball in Odin's throne room, it was like a high definition camera filming both Newdeath and Zella. "Seems like Newdeath has finally lost it", a serious Raseri responded as he was putting on his Asgardian Armor. "So the villain has decided to attack the whole world", Thor continued, aware of the terror that was being spread on the world he had worked so hard to protect. "Indeed", an observant Odin replied, sitting on his throne, focusing his eyes on the humongous crystal ball. "I must go down to Earth with Raseri", Thor demanded, tightening his grip on Mjolnir, the Thunder God's anger was evident. "No Thor. This is not your battle. It is Raseri's. He is now the protector of the Earth. Not you. We all agreed that he'd be your successor", Odin replied, firmly denying Thor's demand. "He's right father. This is my fight. I'll save the world, don't worry about that", mighty Raseri added as he had finished putting on his durable Asgardian Armor. "Aren't you going to put on your helmet?", Odin asked, curiously. "Come on, you know I never put my helmet on", Raseri chuckled. Calmly walking towards the large crystal ball, Raseri noticed that other than nefarious Newdeath, the crystal ball was focusing on a random teenage girl. "Why's the crystal ball watching this little girl?... Don't tell me that you-", however, before Raseri could complete his sentence, Odin instantly interrupted him, "No of course not.. I'm not that kind of man. But if she was older I'd-", but soon Raseri interrupted as well, "Whatever that's not the point. So who's that girl?", Raseri asked, his curiosity beaming. "Yes of course. The girl is that him-her called Zella. She recently took the form of a teenage girl probably to disguise herself. None of the heroes know about it except you. How lucky are you that I'm your grandfather hehe", Odin answered, "..Very lucky", Raseri sighed.

As Odin opened a dimensional portal for Raseri, he advised Raseri not to forget that young girl's identity, "Don't forget. That girl in the casual street attire, she's actually Zella. Don't forget what she looks like alright?", Odin said, only for a smirking Raseri to reply, "Don't worry I won't. I'll just see if she's got something bulging in her pants then I'll know she's packing junk. Oh and Odin, do me a favor. I can't afford to be protecting Norway and fighting Zella at the same time. Please envelop all of Norway in some kind of unbreakable divine barrier", the Nordic Tiger chuckled before jumping into the dimensional portal. Almost instantly, he found himself being transported from the dimension of the Norse Gods to Midgard, better known as Earth. Landing right on the outskirts of Norway, Raseri smiled as he spotted a colossal glowing barrier enveloping the entire country. "The old man did it", he thought. Wasting no time any further, the fierce Nordic Tiger decided to head towards Washington D.C. so that he may face Zella before he forgets her "teenage" appearance. Newdeath would be his last target. In addition to protecting the world, Raseri would also secretly be fighting in the name of Ebisu and hopefully some of his teammates will appear and fight alongside him or instead face Newdeath. "I'm gonna explode these jerks' heads", the Ultimate Fighting God thought to himself as he ran across international waters at insane speeds and in no time he was in the streets of Washington D.C. "Damn.. Zella's got this place looking like a dump.. kind of fits her personality though", he joked. "I hope there are some heroes around here. Or maybe I'm the first one with enough balls to actually step forward and put an end to this", he wondered, walking through the rubble, helping anyone he could.

Suddenly, Raseri heard cries from surviving civilians. Looking around for a sign of life, he noticed a couple of injured civilians about to be crushed by a collapsing wall. Using his famed superhuman speed to get to them before the wall could crush them, Raseri shattered the structure with a single tap of his knuckles. And before they could even thank him, Raseri instantly got them to a hospital in New York City with his super-speed where they would be far from Zella. Leaving before they could say anything, The Greatest knew that he had more important things to do than listen to some people thank him for small-time heroics. "No time for any thanks. I gotta find that weirdo Zella", Raseri thought as he instantly returned to Washington D.C. and as he ran through the streets of the city in search of Zella, he quickly spotted a familiar face not too far from a motorcycle. "Is that Crow?", Raseri wondered as he suddenly stopped and approached the man. Upon getting closer to him, Raseri was certain that it was Crow. Appearing before Crow's face, Raseri greeted him, "Hey Crow, got to know you're here. Hey listen up, I'm sure you know this but Newdeath's war is on. But he's not alone. He's doing this with somebody. And I don't think you're gonna like who it is. The one leading the attack here in D.C. is Zella. She took the form of a some teenage girl. I know what she looks like though. Follow me and I'll lead you to her so we can deal with her and end this. No time for questions just get on your bike and follow me", and with those firm words said, a serious Raseri was ready to lead Crow to Zella's location so that the dynamic duo could do battle with the sadistic seductress.

Washington, D.C.

She couldn't feel the heat of the fire from the roof of the apartment building. There was something going on, an attack or something, but it was difficult to identify the enemy. With her sights set on a newly arrived man on a motorcycle, Roxane was hesitant to take a shot. The man looked up and scanned the burning streets of D.C. and instantly Roxy recognized the face of Crow Cementerio and sighed in relief as she did not pull the trigger on an ally. Roxanne turned her sights around and she watched as a group of teenaged girls marched through the streets. Roxy observed silently, still unsure if she could fire a shot. 
 
She turned back again to observe Crow and smiled widely when she saw the unmistakably bulky figure of Raseri, The Nordic Tiger. While she wanted to hop up and yell a greeting to the Ultimate Fighter, she checked herself and placed her massive rifle on the ground next to her. She took out a large but harmless bullet with a compartment for a note. The cyborg took out a black Sharpie pen and scribbled in fancy lettering: <<¡HOLA! I GOT YOUR BACK RAS. ~Mucho amor, Roxy.>> Followed by a little heart. She curled up the note and loaded the dull round into her rifle and aimed at the pavement right next to Raseri's feet. Roxanne pulled the trigger and the bullet flew silently until it smashed into the pavement, embed itself,  and the note spilled out onto the ground.
 
Roxanne reloaded her rifle with hollow-point boat tail shot and set her sights back on Raseri and the fellow gunslinger. She scanned back and forth, watching their back, prepared to shoot. Roxanne sniffed shortly through her nose and smiled. It had been a while since something interesting had happened.

The heart of Germany.

A tall man in blue coat was running at the same time that he was fighting against numerous soldiers. Bang!!, a sound could be heard. Bang!!, bang!!, bang!!!. Suddenly the soldiers surrounded the man and fired him to death. After that they left him, however in short time, all of them were pierced and slashed by the man's black sword. Wounds like this are nothing to the hunter of fiction, who had a big job this day. He calculated that a war will happen someday very near, however his calculations were a bit mistaked, and he didn't expect for it to happen at the same time that he was fighting with some guy.

To Gerad, Germany was an important country, one that is carved deeply inside his memories. It was some years ago, in one day that people feared they called it the second world war. The current Furher in that years formed an alliance with Italy and Japan, this alliance fought heavily against the oposed alliance; at the end the axis, the alliance between Germany, Japan, Italy and some other countries lost the war, and Germany was accused of all damages. Indeed, even if Germany was a big responsible, the consequences of the acts caused a big pain to the population. Gerad who was in that time following a commander who was supposedly to be a fictional being; about a 3.2% of the people that participated in the world were fictional being, Gerad almost anihilated all of them. Then he found himself with the post effects of the war, a population that was desperately crying for help. Even if Gerad can be heartless sometimes, he have a heart, and he helped and befriended some people of the poblation, still there was no much that he could do, and his origin forced him to left the place, he promised however to met them again.

And know this was happening. Due to the damage caused by the god in his previous battle, Gerad strenght was weakened, even if he was resistant, he was getting tired after fighting a big number of soldiers. Also some strange beigns were troublesome, he could beat them, however to be surrounded by those "creatures" was dangerous and he decided to retreat, not without some heavy scratch, he regenerated his wound, still his body was getting tired, and tireness was a new sensation that Gerad was learning. He was running towards the source of all the catastrophe, as he can feel the fiction he could felt the localization of the one possible mastermind behind the events, he was moving at an incredible unhuman speed, he already had imbued his body with the speed augment, however due to the power drain, his speed wasn't able to reach the level of before, still he was incredible fast.

Bonn

About an hour and some minutes had passed. Gerad arrived to Bonn, were the source of the catastrophe was localizated.... The horror was undescriptible, all was completely destroyed, fire was the banquet of the day, and the rest of some bodies were currently the food of some brave animals that was there beside the dangerous situation. Gerad as the master of horror and mystery had knowledge of worst horrors, however this one was special an hit him very hard, even if it was light than other horrors. Just one phrase escaped from Gerad's mouth "World war three...". The tragedy of germany will be repeated, no, this time something worst could happen.

He arrived to the source of the catastrophe, and hid behind some collapsed buildings at a distance of 670 mt. of a giant creature. Gerad's eyes allowed him to observe the creature and the gamemaster behind the events, he could felt his fictional energy, still this one surpassed any limit that he knew. "This guy is a monster" thought the hunter. And what was worst is that he didn't had time to search for any info of the man, so he wasn't this time carrying the advantage of the knowledge. Gerad could just go and fight the man and his creature, but he was too tired, so he decided to hid for a while and observe the situation untill his strenght is regained, still did one thing. By softly touching the floor with his palm, he created an eartquake to make the creature fall, he made it in such a way that it looked like a natural phenomene. He plan to delay the movement of the monster by causing casual earthquakes. He hoped for this to contain him a while

The Enemy is Zella?! Two New Allies The Fighting God and The Cyborg Sniper

@Raseri: @xDouble_Tapx: To say that Crow was startled when suddenly the massive Nordic Tiger suddenly appeared in front of him like some damn magician was probably the understatement of the year. Crow jumped back grabbing his gun ready to shot and kill but stop when he noticed it was a friend. Crow was clenching his chest and holding on his bike for support, “Dios mio Raseri! We are in the middle a war right now; it is definitely not the time to be popping up in front of someone like you are a damn ghost! I could have shot you or worst!” Crow regained him self and it seemed Raseri was in a hurry "Hey Crow, got to know you're here. Hey listen up, I'm sure you know this but Newdeath's war is on. But he's not alone. He's doing this with somebody. And I don't think you're gonna like who it is. The one leading the attack here in D.C. is Zella.” If Crow was a weaker person he would have wet himself right here; Raseri just said the name that terrified Crow even more then Newdeath…Zella. The Seducing Viper had been in more then a few nightmares recently and it seemed that every time the Rail-gun tried to avoid the woman she was always there around the next corner. Just hearing her name made the gunslinger’s legs be to tremble and his heart race, not Zella anyone but Zella. Why does it have to be her of all people to attack DC damn it I rather It be a army of giant mutant zombies but no I get Zella. Crow clenched his fist tightly; it doesn’t matter I can’t run from this anymore I swore I protect those I care about. I’m not letting all my training go to waist because of my fear of her I must overcome it I am going to beat her! Crow looked at Raseri with determination overwhelming the fear in his eyes as the Fist of Righteous Justice continued, “She took the form of a some teenage girl. I know what she looks like though. Follow me and I'll lead you to her so we can deal with her and end this. No time for questions just get on your bike and follow me" Crow nodded, “Damn straight amigo lets end that sick twisted woman once and for all and then we will move onto Newdeath! I got your back if you got mine Raseri I swear on my word as Gunslinger.” Crow jumped on his bike and began revving the engine ready to follow Raseri to fight the sadistic seductress.

Suddenly before the two could go anywhere a bullet landed right by Raseri feet embedding it self in the ground, the Last Gunslinger raised his eye brow at the bullet in the ground; I know that signal but that is an old sharpshooter trick I wonder who could have known about that? Being the Last of the Gunslinger Crow knew a few tricks of the trade and he recognized the harmless looking bullet in the ground it was a signal that sharp shooters and gunslinger used to communicate without blowing cover. “Hold on Raseri I think someone trying to send us a message. Sharp shooters do this all the time to talk to one another in the heat of combat especially in wars.” The Modern Cowboy dislodge the bullet using his knife and picked up the note reading it quickly a smirk forming on his face, so it is her its been a while since we talked I am glad that she is helping us? Crow toss the note to Raseri laughing a little, “It seems we got a guardian angel in a bird’s nest somewhere.” Normally that would not make any sense but to Crow and fellow sharp shooters it was actually sniper lingo for they had a sniper covering their backs from cover somewhere. The Last Gunslinger pocketed the message bullet in his pocket to return it to its owner later as he took out a similar bullet of his own and piece of paper and wrote a note back to Roxy, <<Gracias Senorita. If you got our 6 then we got yours. Love Crow and Raseri ;)>> This again was sniper lingo for they had her back and she had theirs it had a feeling Roxy would understand, he loaded the bullet then using the quick trajectory math in his head figure out where the cyborg sharp shooter might be and fired the message bullet back towards her. Crow jumped back on Silver and revved the engine a smile on his face despite the fear of soon he would be face to face with Zella. With Roxy watching our back and Raseri to help me I know I can fight Zella now with my friends besides me. I am going to show Raseri, Zella, and anyone watching how strong I become!

The Thunderbolt Gunslinger was following on the Greatest Fighter Alive on Silver heading towards the deadly Lady Nympho when suddenly the Ignition Witch, Toni, cut in on Crow link. “Crow what is going on I am monitoring your motives and you were stationary for a bit and now all of sudden you are moving. What happened is everything okay?” Crow smirks a little as he replied to his girlfriend, “Well I got good news and bad news Toni, the good news is I have a few more allies with me including Raseri from Jewel remember? Plus I got a friend named Roxy she is sharp shooter and she is watching our backs.” On the other end Toni let out a silent sigh of relief Crow would not be fighting this alone he would have his friends and this always helped Crow because he would protect them no matter what but then her expression change “ROXY?! Is that a girl you got a girl watching your back! That better be all she is watching or I swear?!” The Rail-gunner quickly cut her off his girlfriend rant “No, no Toni you don’t understand she is um…she’s um…the L word.” This unfortunately only increased Toni’s rage “L word she is in love with you!!!! SHE IS DEAD I AM GOING TO…” Crow cut off his girl again blurting the word he didn’t want to say, “No Toni she is a lesbian.” The gunslinger girl’s rant stops instantly and on a dime her personality change, “Oh she is well then that is okay. So what is the bad news?” Crow gulped; there is no easy way to tell her this and her reaction is going to be ten times worst. “The bad news is that the person attacking DC is um…it’s Zella.” There was silence over the com link then Toni broke the silence “You mean that…” “Yeah that Zella.” , I forgot that Toni hated Zella not only because she wants me but because of what she wants to do to me, “Crow promise that you will come back and more importantly that you BEAT THAT WHORE!” Crow smiled at his girlfriend reaction; “I promise I will Toni don’t worry. You know me it’s not my style to break promises.” On the other end a tear slid down her cheek as her voice got soft, “Crow do me a favor give the eye piece to Raseri I need to ask him something.” The Last Gunslinger accelerated the bike and put in front of Raseri stopping, “Hold on amigo, I got Toni on my eye piece com link and she wants to ask you something?” The Rail-gunslinger took the eye piece out tossing it to Raseri and once he had it to her ear Toni came though, “Raseri listen I need you to do me a favor, Crow won’t admit it but I think you know by now how he feels about Zella, Crow may be able to fight her but if he starts to let his fear overcome can you give him a nudge that is all he is needs please.” Toni’s voice broke and she began to cry and plead with the Fighting God, “Please protect Crow help him! He can be stubborn at times but he just needs his friends to nudge him a little. Please Raseri I beg you help Crow come home alive!” With that the gunslinger’s girl shut off the com link.

Back at the garage that was converted into a temporary base of operation Toni was silently sobbing in front of a couple of computer screens, not only was she communicating with Crow and informing him on where the infamous Tyrant Newdeath currently was but she was also monitoring the gunslinger’s health. She was monitor his heart rate and blood pressure to inform him if he should take a Burn Up pill but she also monitoring how much energy he was putting out while using Relampago. He had argued with her that he needed her here and that he wanted to protect her so it was safer here but she didn’t feel right about sitting idly but waiting for the gunslinger to return. She clenched a picture of the two of them together to her chest her tears rolling down her face as she whispered to herself, “Crow you better keep your promise and come home alive. Because I swear if you die I am going to kill you!”

Before the attack, only hours before the hordes of Kisekian stormed Germany, a group of tourists were walking in a nature path, towards an ancient Castle, deep inside the Black Forest in the Baden-Wurrtenberg Mountain range. The tourist group was mostly composed by Americans, some Italians and a family of Chinese, all of them flashing their cameras at everything in their path, from the tallest trees to the smallest, each rustic household or even some modern buildings. The tour guide, a blond and muscled man, called Hans Rotwald, guided the group towards the forgotten Grunburg Castle, a estructure so old, and so hidden in the mountain range that no car could acess it, and neither could an helicoptrer. The old fortress that, thanks to investigation, we know it was built roughly by the 12th century. Come on, let's pick up the pace, said Hans in english with a thick german accent We need to get to Grunburg before the night falls, my cousin Johann is making the campsite comfortable as we speak. Hans started picking up the pace, as he knew that the others would follow him, most of the tourists were all young and seemed physically fit, so he didnt had any doubt they would keep his pace. Wait for me Jenny, this pace is killing me, said a middle aged American, of massive complexion, almost as if he were a retired bodybuilder. He was bald, and sported a small ginger moustache. His name was John O'Grady, better know for his stage name in wrestling Mr. Texas. After 4 hours of deep forest trekking was starting to get agitated. But, dad we have only on this walk for less than 6 hours, is less that what we did back in the Sahara. Said Jenny O'Grady, the younger daughter of John. That time around I wasnt recovering from Cancer! Shouted the stout wrestler, half mad half joking. Mr. Texas carrier was interrupted when he was diagnosed cancer 7 years ago, and after passing the first complications that almost took him to Heaven, he made a bucket list and his younger daughter Jenny decided to travel with him. Dont be such a wuss, said the girl with a smile, as she jumped on his back and tried to give him a chokehold. While the Father and daughter duo fooled around, trying to suplex each other, the Chinese group, the familiy Yang went OHHH and AAAHHH at everything Hans said about the forest and it's surrounding villages, as he talked about the long tradition of the clock makers and the delicious cuisine they would taste in the camp. The Italian couple, and young man that looked constanly nervous, as if somebody was following him, and a girl with a totally apathic face. He seemed to worried about her welfare, and she didnt even noticed it, as her face was seemingly emotionless.

The group moved swiftly throught the barely visible path, always guided by the expertise of Hans. All of them were slowly and steadily getting more and more silent as the went deeper into the forest. The group was enchanted by the forest magnificence. The sun was hiding in the west, when they spotted Grunburg, a colosal structure, that was almost indetectable in the forest, as the flora of the place and the moss created by the humid enviroment had covered most of the gray stone with a cloak of green and brown. AHHHHHHHH It's a amazing, said Shao, the older one of the Yang family sons, with an almost unintengible english. A hail of flashes lighted the moss covered ruin, as they passed throught the beat-up gateway. As he saw the interest in his customer faces, about the ruined walls, Hans started to talk about the castle story once they sat down in the campsite, around the bonfire. This castle haves a very rich history. It was built by a German Prince, a crazy yet charismatic man that was believed to use dark magic, The flickering flame shifted the light and shadows over Hans face, making the story gain new weight under the starry sky, The Vaticane sent a special battalion to stop him, and after a gruesome battle he was caught by the church and burned him like a heretic. All the group was hearing with utmost attention, almost bewitched by the tone of Hans voice, that shifted with each turn of the story. His last words were, "I can die, but my power wont" and then he was consumed by the fire, and his ashes were splitted in four parts and taken to different parts of the world. A sudden gust of wind lifted a wave of dry leafs, and the imagination of the audiencie took them inside the tale, as Hans voiced lured their minds into the story. The fortress inside the forest was left unhabited for almost a hundred years, as most of the population of the nearby kingdoms and earldoms thought that was cursed. This situation changed when a King named Feigling and his trusty advisor Verrater, decided to use this old fortress as a summer palace. Far from their location, a massive horde of soldier, the Kisekian Army, was breaching the defenses of the German borders, and killing anything in their way to the capital city. They laughed at the legend and took over the castle, re-building it and stocking in it with slaves, foood and wine. They gave themselves to excess and gluttonery, and their wicked ways not only brought famine and poverty to the kingdom, but they also woke up a dormant power in the castle.

Hans face had a faint smile, a sign of his self satisfaction of getting the group allured by his story, but the irregular light of the bonfire, and the omnious atmosphere of the castle engulfed in shadows made it look sinister, scaring the audience. The soul of the Dark Prince Teufel took over the King, and ordered the search of his ashes. The daugther of the Chinese family needed to pee, and stood up, moving away from the group into the castle courtyard, filled with tall grass. Four Knights were sent to the task, Drauf the mighty, Drache the cunning, Stier the powerful and lastly Lowe the benevolent. They travelled to the edges of the known world fighting against barbarian hordes, vagabond knights and unspeakable horrors that no longer roam our lands, or just hide in the darkest corners. Far from forest, to the North, the troops opened in a fan towards the edges of the country, destroying any militar or civil opposition in their way. The far sounds of explosions didnt reached the silence of the Black Forest. Neither did a much closer sound, when the little girl, named Biyu, fell into a pit, and landed in soft ground, in the lowest level of Grunburg dungeon. The Knights quest lasted 10 years until the four met in the castle and brought the ashes, all of them except one, that in his travels discovered the truth. Biyu walked with insecure steps, kind of stunned after the hard landing. She searched for a staircase, but only found a room with a door, completly covered in dust ahd some strange marks on it. The youngest of the Knights, Lowe, discovered the ruse and changed his urn of ashes for one filled with holy water. Hans saw their face and his grin only widen, Teufel almost perished when the ashes touched the holy water, but he prevailed and with the king in the pal of his spectral hand, he ordered the others to capture Lowe. The Young Knight fought like a cornered beast, growling as he was overpowered, his voice and curses sounded like a trumphet from the angels in the end of days, he sounded like The Guide placed his hands around the mouth for better acustic and was about to shout, when a militar jet passed over them, creating a howling sound he wouldnt even reach with his own voice. The group was silent for a minute, as the shock got all of them, even the narrator, but soon one of sons of the Yang familiy, the smallest one, asked, and? What happened next?. Hans regained his compusture and finished the tale. Teufel didnt passed the night, the holy water wounded him too much, but he was powerful enough to lock Lowe inside the deepest dungeon, the legends say that he will remain trapped until the end of days. The guide ended his story with a mysterious tone, and everybody cheered after such a good tale.

As the story ended, Biyu moved her hand to touch the door, but just before she reached the cold stone, a crack appeared, and then another. The little girl runned away in fear, as a massive whirpool of multiple colors breaked the stone door and sigils. In the surface the tourist and the guide heared a detonation above them, and their eyes were locked towards the furious dog fight of two military jets, and a strange looking plane. The vehicles were only seen when they fired their guns, and lighted up the clear night firmament. The Yang family started taking pictures like crazy, Jenny took cover, guided by her father, a Gulf War Veteran. The Italian couple also moved under one of the walls, as the man named Giovanni looked around with fear, worried if somebody was following the girl he protected, only known as Venus. One of the jets exploded, and the alien-looking vehicle got some damage. The second jet only crashed against the opponent making both of the pummel towards the castle. Take cover!, shouted John as he grabbed the Yang Father and mother and jumped towards under the wall. A black clothed figure runned from the castle and jumped with a single wound to the top of the 15 mts wall. The burning aircrafts melted toghter into a single flaming airwreck of doom. But the Hooded Man simply cracked his neck and roared. The Tourist group had to cover their ears, as the earth shattering blast of sound destroyed the incoming danger. The man jumped down the wall after that. He had a bigger frame than John, but moved with calm and less bumbliness than the Wrestler. The hooded man spoke in an unknown language, at least for them, and pointed the path they took to come here. You want us to go there?, asked Jenny with some fear, The Hooded man rubbed his forehead, showing his hands, that were hidden by the black tunic sleeves. His hands were big and were completly covered in bandages, most of them had strange signs. He rubbed his head as if he was trying to remember something, and then his closed fist hitted his open palm, as if he remembered. Jenny saw the man nod, and started to move, scared shitless, the rest of the group moved with the same slow caution than her. Biyu moved from the same door The Hooded Man used and runned to her family, while she waved with a smile towards the man, that mimicked the gesture. This cannot be, that is Lowe, the Knight, Hans spoke with a deranged voice, as he told the story a hundred of times and he never believed it was real. As they left, The Hooded Man seemed to sniff the air, and jumped away from the castle towards Bonn.

This is the end of Days? Asked the small Yang to their parents, I dont know son, I dont know repplied his father.

Liberation

While he wasn't exactly famous for his heroic deeds, the self-assured and headstrong swordsman Guerra was more famous for his revolutionary work for Ar. For freeing many innocents from injustice in a bloody but required civil war. Recently however, Guerra has been relaxing, resting his battle-scarred body. "Looks like I picked the wrong place for a vacation", a calm but shocked Guerra said to himself just above a whisper. He was referring to his recent trip to an Australian rain-forest he chose to camp in, to get away from the stresses of civilization however, he did take a cellphone with him, he still needs to be contactable. Guerra was entering his second week of camping in the rain-forest and he was loving every single second of it. "It's good to get away from all the responsibility.. even if I have to go back eventually", the master swordsman thought, laying his head on a pillow inside his tent. The only sounds he was hearing that day were birds chirping, some little non-threatening rustling in the bushes and various calls of a variety of wildlife. Pulling out a small book from his bag, Guerra placed it beside his pillow, sure to read it after his nap. A few hours had passed and Guerra woke up quite tranquilly. "Guess it's time to read my book", he murmured, grabbing his book. It was a book on the life of Che Guevara, a man that Guerra admired for his courage and undying heart. However, before he begin the good read, he was suddenly interrupted.

"What the hell was that?", the Rebel Leader asked himself, grabbing his three swords (Ebony, Morte, and Susanoo) and placed them in his green haramaki on his hip. Using his superhuman senses, Guerra decided to use his inhuman sense of hearing in order to make out what was there. He began to hear a loud rustling in the trees, "Hmm", Guerra wondered what could be coming his way. Suddenly, in a heartbeat, he heard several male voices growing louder, whoever they were, they were getting closer and were a few meters away from him. Quickly exiting his tent and jumping up a high tree branch, Guerra concealed himself in the leaves of the trees. Soon a bunch of what appeared to be superhuman soldiers appeared. At first Guerra didn't recognize them, that is until he spotted the unique symbol in the back of their armor. "Kisekian soldiers? What are they doing in Australia?", a serious Guerra wondered, maintaining a stern facial expression as he observed some potential danger arrive. "There's a tent here.. which means that somebody was here", one of the soldiers pointed out, "By the look of things, this person left a few minutes ago. And in a hurry", another soldier added as he inspected the inside of the tent. Soon the one who appeared to be the leader of the soldiers made a decision, "Since we don't know where this person is, burn the forest down!", the soldier commanded. His decision was not only inhumane but it went against some of Guerra's ideologies, he was one who wished people would preserve the environment. But it didn't matter, he was going to fight them either way, something he decided on when one of the soldiers spoke of Newdeath's invasion on Australia and his apparent conquering of the African continent. This shocked Guerra quite deeply, who knew the tyrant would move so quickly with his plans.

It was shocking to hear but Guerra had predicted this event. He simply didn't expect it to take place this soon. He wasn't even prepared. "So Newdeath is taking over Australia huh? Even going so far as to check the forests for any secret resistance.. what a smug snob he is. Somebody's gotta teach that punk a lesson, he needs to get his ass beat", Guerra thought. In an instant, the greatest swordsman in the world jumped down from the tree branches and landed in the middle of the group of soldiers. Quickly backing away and forming a circle around him, the soldiers were quick to go for a jab as each of their fists shot out a scorching hot stream of red fire. Quickly jumping over the soldiers before the flames could even reach him, Guerra landed outside of the circle of soldiers and quickly began his vicious onslaught. Literally kicking one of the soldiers heads off with a powerful roundhouse kick, Guerra quickly moved on to the next soldier and brutally chopped his head off with a deadly and precise chop with his hand. Suddenly, Guerra's eyes turned red and a powerful invisible pressure nearly knocked every single soldier unconscious as they were blown away. "This is bullshit. Give me your strongest fighter and I'll whip his ass right here", Guerra demanded, drawing out his favorite sword, Ebony otherwise known as the hottest sword in the world. Soon a larger soldier emerged, accepting Guerra's challenge only to be swiftly cut across the torso with a lightning fast slash by Guerra. Dropping to his knees, the large soldier was too injured to continue fighting. "Please I'll-", in an instant, the soldier's words were stopped as he was quickly stabbed through the forehead by Guerra. "Save it clown. I don't need that crap", Guerra said, removing his sword from the dead soldier's forehead. "I know where your boss is or was. I'm going to the capital of Australia and liberate this country from this Hell", the Rebel Leader vowed as he gathered his things and placed them inside his bag and soon headed off.

Atahlia

Moscow

Words were not enough to describe the situation at Moscow; at difference of the devil that tried to conquer the world, and only destroyed and killed when he was disobeyed. The auto-denominated god didn't had precisely a reason, and just killed and destroyed the capital, even the president of the city surrounded to her, only to be merciless killed. Without not even one drip of sweat the god conquered a whole country, however she didn't care about that, she'll just throw the leftover to any dog who want to eat them.

She arrived at the coast and then in only minutes arrived to the cities, because the god moved warping enormous distance, covering hundred of kilometers in seconds; she also destroyed about five cities in some minutes. When she arrived Moscow, a men just exclaimed "Is the devil, the devil that try to conquer the world!!, it has come for us now, not even Russia is saved for that monster!!", then the people started to ran; Atahlia just let them ran, after all to catch them was no trouble, but her black wings shaped as giant arms grabed the man who screamed those words. She started to crush them while saying, "You dare to call devil to a God like me??, no I'm not the devil that you fear, I'm something thousand of times worst, I'm a God, and you just an insolent mortal", after that blood and flesh spreaded from the giant black arm that completely crushed the man, Atahlia didn't even move, she was just levitating in the bubble commanding the arms that grew from the same bubble. Then the chaos covered the whole city just as before, and before, and before, and before, and before with the other cities. "9: 33... Good time must I say", the god was talking with her three followers, three amounts of shapeless energies morphed into three girls in blue attairs; they were the Ceriels, Atahlia's angels, that were created by her to act in her name. "Next time we'll do it in less than 8 minutes master" replied the Ou, the leader of the Ceriels a girl carrying a red blade made of pure energy. Even if the Ceriels are created by Atahlia when she needs them, they are bestowed with the gift of consciousness.

The before called city was now a hell; fire was the new enviroment, buildings collapsed, streets destrozed, blood painting the streets, flesh and pieces of human bodies decorating it. However there were a family that escaped the massacre. Atahlia just warped to them, the family screamed terrorized when the monster appeared in front of them. Then Atahlia's face was decored by an angry and dark expression. "What up with that face??, is that the face that you offers to your god?? low worms, learn your place!!!" exclaimed the god on front of them. Atahlia wasn't really the god, still she was praised as one by some ancients in antiquity, this in addition to the fact that she carries all the evil personalities and emotions in herself, created in her an enormous god complex, she seriously believed that she was a god, a god that had to purify the world of inferior beings, and to let the superior ones create the new society, these superior beings were the fictional beings, still if some fiction were to oppose her, she will merciless destroy it. Also she must consume a fair amount of conceptual escence to became complete, so the fictional beings were also her target, however she only killed them when she believed it was necessary to.

The family was composed by a father, a mother and a son; the father who seemed to be a cop started to fire at the god with a gun, still that wasn't something that could pierce the bubble, still it was an insolence. Atahlia orders were simple, restrain the mother and son, and pierce the heart of the man thousand times. The Ceriels followed loyalty her orders. Ds caught the two persons inside a barrier, then Ou pierced the heart of the man, who screamed in pain, an scream that was followed by the mother and son's scream, however, Hs the other Ceriel healed the wound, then Ou pierced it again, and this cycle repeated thousand times, while Atahlia laughed maniatical at the screams of the family. "The heart had been pierced thousand times, mission acomplished" said the Ou Ceriel. "Good job, but I'm still bored, I have a new game" said the god with a devilish smile. Then she ordered the Ceriels to.... cut the man's limbs and to seal the wound; under the painfuls screams of the man, this was privated from his limbs, he was now a quadriplegic, the cruel part of the game was to heal and seal the wounds, this way the man won't die from hypovolemia. Then Atahlia left the bubble, and for the first time it was possible to see her walking, she grabbed the man's pistol, and pointed to the mother and son that were still restrained by the Ds Ceriel, who opened a gap in the barrier to let the bullet pass. "This are the rules of the game, I'll count until ten and I'll shot your family, but if you apologize and touch my foot with your arms, I won't hurt them and I will return your limbs. Far isn't it". "You son of a b..." screamed the man but was interrupted by Atahlia's voice "Ten", "Stop it" pleased the man, "Nine", "Ok ok, I apologize now let them go"; then the monster with a devilish smile said. "..... Eight, you still need to touch my foot", the man was horrorized, he wasn't able to do that due to the Ceriels's mutilation. "Seven", "Tha..that's no fair", "Six, Ceriels, cut his tongue too, he is too noisy". Following Atahlia orders the Ceriels cut the man's tongue, who wasn't able to resist it, because the Ceriels's strength was unhuman. "Five", this time the words were pronounced in a sadistic tone. "Four....Three.....Two....One", then the monster dressed in god's cloth, merciless fired at the two persons, killing them in front of the cop. The man covered in tears just watched his family die, cursing the fate and himself for being so useless, then he only hoped to be able to apologize them in heaven when the monster kill him. But Atahlia was a devilish creature who loves to play with people feelings, she said, "I'll forgive this life's man, heal him and made him dissapear from my sight", then she looked at the man with her evil expression and said "You should be grateful, god decide to let you live, and healed too, you're so lucky.... he he he... ahhahahahaha...HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!". The Ceriels followed Atahlia orders under her maniatical laught.

It's time to move now thought the girl, she had recolected enough info of the situation at the world; it seemed that some man declared the war to all the nations initiating something called the third world war, also she learned all about the how this era works, so she wasn't ignorant now. She could felt the amount of energy at the south, she then took direction forward the place were the man was localizated, she calculated that it would take less than half hour if she were to go at her full movement capability via warping. Atahlia still had the gun of the man, she looked at it and decided to trasmutate into a gun more to her like; now it was a gun with bullets created by her energy, that were more faster than normal bullets, and that would force the being hit by them to remember his/her deepest bitter memories; in fact a weapon made to torture the victim with its own problems. She called it Krev...

Gerad; Bonn

In front of Gerad the massive statue stood, and in the top the man with the dark eyes. The earthquakes were somehow succeful, he almost made the statue to lost its balance, a few more will be enough to slow his pace, however the man was able to detect him, and commanded the statue to get near Gerad. Any step of the statue increased the amount of energy that Gerad felt in the man. The conqueror send a glaze of despise toward Gerad, he said a pair of words then without any interest in the man in blue coat, the devil commanded the monster to go in other direction. Gerad didn't pronounce any word, not because he was scared, fear and horrors are something ruled by Gerad, after all he was the master of horror and mystery. Gerad didn't say anything because he simply found it unecessary, after all these kind of insane persons are always the same.

Then something unexpected happened, the man entered inside the creature, at this success, Gerad esbozed an smile, it seemed that luck was still on his side. By entering into the beast the conqueror revealed important information, after all not only words and detailed data, but acts are sources of information. Gerad followed the statue, studying it, it seemed that every time it glow it started to get charged with the man's energy, and it could trascend space with that energy. Quite an impressive feat thought Gerad. Suddenly the statue stopped, and Gerad approached this moment to talk with the man.

"I suppose you know about the two world wars" said Gerad in a calm tone, at the same time with his whim he imbued himself with speed augment, however he could felt how the power weakened due to drain, shit this isn't good thought the hunter, then he continued with his speech. "All begun with the assassination of an archduke, but this was all plotted by a sad fictional being thirsty of power like you". Strenght augment, Armor pierce augment, still those were also weakened somehow, however they were enough. "The guy however acted from the shadows, funny, you're the first one who directly shows in front of all, I guess that is why the situation is different". Gerad already prepared his move. "I calculated that this war was supposed to happen in ten years, but it came before. There was however a variable that I didn't consider". Then Gerad pointed to the sky and said. "Tell me do that bloody moon in the sky have some relationship with you and this war?". Gerad powers were somehow ready, so it was enough talking time and it was time to act. "I would like to chatter with a cup of coffee, but I guess you care more for less importante stuff". Then the hunter extended his both hands towards the beast's foot, he sended an enormous blast of freezing energy, that freezed the foots in the floor, Gerad knew that this wasn't enough, so he jumped high enough, to be in a superior height than the beast, and charging his fist with fire energy, he sended a furious blow to the monster's arm, this blow was increased by Gerad's augmented speed and strenght, and the charge with armor piercing augment in his fist. He would like to use it to anihilate the statue with conceptual energy, however by some reason it was sealed, still fire will do a good job for now. His main objective was to delay the attack, he hoped that other fictional beings were to found a way to finish this devil, after all, he was powerless now.

Atahlia; Moscow

Atahlia was about to move, when suddenly a barrage of shots were trying to pierce her bubble while some girl complained at her, however that wasn't enough. She turn to observe who was the insolent that tried to attack her, and suddenly..... Ou Ceriel the offesive force of the three Ceriels was in front of Atahlia, its red blade parried a jeweled sword, the Ceriel was quick enough to react to the attack, however that was likely not needed. Atahlia smiled and started to laugh, she said "Some guy ran because he thought that I was a devil, a group of soldiers attacked me to protect their country, a man fired me to protect his family; and still the best one was just a girl complaining because I destroyed some shitty files, that's ironic, hahaha". She found funny the fact that the only citizen that was able to reach this far was someone that didn't care for the situation. "Ok I'll play with you, you seems interesting" stated the god. Then covered by her bubble Atahlia floated in the sky and said. "But I still need to found the gamemaster behind all this, so we'll make this quickly".

Suddenly using her authority, Atahlia changed all the battlefield, now she and her oponent were in an incredible and enormous ship flying in the sky, it seemed that the ship was heading to the center of the catastrophe, the place were the devil was. "Ten minutes, C'mon little girl entertain me" the eyes of the god shined, she prepared her mercuria eyes to regist all the success in the battle. The three Ceriels stood between Atahlia and her oponent forming a triangle, in front of the enemy the Ou Ceriel with her red blade stood ready to attack, behind it in the other two corners of the triangle were Hs and Ds prepared to the fight. "Fight!!!" exclaimed the god, then in response the Ou said to its two partners behind it. "Assume combat positions, strategy G56-7". Ou fired a blast of neutral energy from her hand toward the girl and with a little difference of time, charged with her sword to cut the oponent in two. Relaxed inside her bubble was Atahlia observing the battle with a deleited glaze and a devilish smile. The god was smiling with the mouth of a demon.

Madoka winced as she woke up with a start. The weight of the collapsed drum set pressed down on the delicate young woman's back, but she forced herself up and off of the floor. Her bright red yes scanned the room. Instantly her stomach rose and she dashed out of the cafe, nearly heaving but forcing herself to remain calm. They were all killed... all of them... I don't think that girl saw me... she wanted to sigh in relief, but she felt sick. She could almost feel the pain all those cafe patrons felt. Doki turned around and scanned the cityscape and nearly screamed, but kept silent. The strange women weren't far. She could sense their energy.
 
Doki stumbled along the streets her weak fingers brushed against the rubble as she walked. Her black dress was stained with dirt and dust. Was anybody alive? "Hello?" She called weakly. "Is anybody alive? Call out! Please!" She was crying at this point, water fell down her face and her eyebrows were close together. "Somebody!!"