The Gusty Dragon and Nekomata Duo Prevail! Natsuru's secret trump card [Code: Unknown] is revealed!

Standing in the presence of a newly transformed Koneko, neither Michael nor the Panther-man were ready to face this new development.

"Koneko-chan?" Michael's eyes trailed up from Koneko's cat tail to her cat ears.

"Senjutsu… You're just like Natsuru-sama…" The Panther-man growled.

"…Get back." Koneko forms a sphere of Ki and shoots it at the chimera.

The beast's skills allowed for him to nimbly dodge the blast. But at the same time the blast exploded and took with it a tree that was unfortunate enough to stand in its way.

"That's some firepower…" Michael said in awe.

Koneko rushed to Michael's side worriedly, "Michael-senpai, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, thanks, but what happened to you? You change into a cat or something?" Michael asked.

'So she was that natural presence I sensed earlier. She suppressed it surprisingly well. If she's anything like Natsuru-sama then I'll have to take a few precautions with her.' The Panther-man thought as he set his sights on Koneko.

Sensing his killing intent, both Michael and Koneko prepped themselves in their stances as they face the chimera.

"So I guess this was how you were able to sense that second heart of his." Michael said.

"Michael-senpai, I…" Koneko wanted to say something but Michael shook his head.

"Let's talk about it after this fight, so you lead and I'll back you up." Michael said, Koneko was still not sure whether to feel right about withholding her secret for any longer, so Michael decided to release the tension by leaning in to whisper,

"Make sure to tell me exactly what you have plan, remember I'm an idiot so I'd personally just go in and try to deck this guy in the face or try to kick his balls. Whichever works would be my top pick. So tell me what you have planned."

Giggling at Michael's comment, Koneko brightened up a little and whispered, "…He's very protective of his first heart, occupy his time by trying to hit it. As he focuses on that I'll come in to support you by attacking as well. His heart seems to be in the…"

Koneko glances as the Panther-man's body and could use her senjutsu to sense the chi networking in its body, two large amounts of life energy were shown on the left side of his chest and the lower right half of body.

'Got it…' Koneko nodded.

"I found it."

"Really where?"

"It's-! Michael-senpai!"

"Oi!"

Michael and Koneko instinctively jump back as the Panther-man attacked them so suddenly. The creature's claws looked about ready to rip into them.

"If you're just going to stand there then let me kill you!" The Panther-man growled as he lunged at Michael.

"Koneko-chan!" Michael felt a little ill-prepared because he wasn't told about the other heart in time.

"It's alright, senpai! Hold him off while I get ready!" Koneko exclaimed and prepared to calm down.

"What is doing?" Taking more precautions, the Panther-man was about to take a look back.

"Hey, never turn away from the guy you're fighting!"

*BAM!*

A touki-clad side kick sent the Panther-man packing, he skidded to the right by a few feet with Michael still pursuing him, so he decided to raise his guard and take each incoming blow thrown his way. A barrage of kicks and punches was all that Michael could manage to do to hold the guy back just enough so that he could stall for Koneko.

'How come he's only guarding all of my attacks?' Michael thought, 'Maybe I should make him start to fight more on his toes by boosting.'

[Boost!]

"Just a few more…" Michael grunted, purposely.

"Hm?" The Panther-chimera was suspicious, 'This boy doesn't seem to be my biggest concern now. After learning about that girl's power, I feel like I should be more concerned with her.'

The Panther-man looked over to Koneko who was quietly calming her nerves enough so that she can channel her Ki effectively.

'What do you know, my gut feeling wasn't wrong.' The Panther-man gritted his teeth.

"That's not good…" Michael's eyes widened as he felt the arms of the Panther-man tense up as all of his punches and kicks felt like they were bouncing off of hard mountain boulders. And the worst came when the force of those arms tensing sent him reeling back.

"Buzz off!"

"Wuh-oh!"

*WHAAAAM!*

*CRASH!*

With a mighty swing with his large arm, the chimera broke the barrage of attacks and shot Michael into a few trees which almost topple over him. A little taken back by the pain, he tries to get up but could already see that the Panther-man was already setting his sights on Koneko.

"Koneko-chan!" Michael gasped.

"I'll deal with you later. As for her! She's the first to go!" The Panther-man was closing in, his hulking body over Koneko's lither form. His sharp claws just mere inches away from his target as he prepares to skewer the life out of her. Sensing the danger, Koneko's eyes opened as a thick white aura formed on her fist as her body takes one step forward with one arm outstretched leaving her completely open for the clawed hands that were just about to rip it off.

*BAM!*

The sound of a good blow being landed was followed by the razor sharp sound of claws about to sink into flesh.

*SHIING!*

"Gugh!"

"N-Ngh!"

Blood spilled itself on the ground as the figure of Koneko's body tilted against the bloody clawed Panther-man's body. Her shoulder had large cuts wet with her spilt blood. The pain was almost too much to bare, but she pushed through to keep her arm up in place on the Panther-man's abdomen. As the Panther-man's mind was filled with questions.

He could kill her, he managed to wound her so she should be easy enough to kill now. But why? Why couldn't he move a single inch of his body?

Slowly raising her head, Koneko looked the chimera dead in the eye and said, "With my Ki, I can inflict upon your body tons of external and internal damage. Right now I just stopped you blood vessels by hitting the spot where you kept your second heart."

"…!" The Panther-chimera couldn't feel his regeneration fix the damage, and tried to contemplate the reason why.

"Your body has an interesting system, magic was constantly flowing within your hearts, so that if one was destroyed then the constant beating of the other heart left untouched would pump it back to the destroyed heart, healing it back to its original form. With those vessels disrupted with the others that kept your body moving." Koneko slowly pulls herself back and held her scarred arm. The Panther-man fell to his knees and could only see the ground and Koneko's feet right in front of him.

"Means that this is the end."

"I-I am the pinnacle of evolution…I can't…I won't accept this…" The panther-man's usual stoic and confident tone was now just a faint pathetic whimper. His one good heart was still beating, but it wouldn't flow any magic to heal his ruined blood vessels.

"It's already over…" Koneko closed her eyes, a way of that this battle had already met its conclusion.

"Don't be foolish…it isn't over ye-!"

[Boost!]

The Panther-man still wouldn't accept his loss, but the sudden call from Michael's boosted gear begged to differ.

"A weakling that had already lost will be finished off swiftly. Not the exact words, but still a little similar to the ones you said before, big guy."

The panther's vocal defiance died once he felt the shadow of Michael creep up behind him.

"You're done." Michael's dragon aura and touki surrounded both his index and middle finger in an ongoing helix spiral and pressed his two fingers against the panther's untouched chest.

The look the Panther-man had was filled with despair and contempt, this was definitely going to end with his life being taken.

"This was for hurting my precious kouhai." Michael prepared the shot as he heard the panther-man mutter an apology,

"Master, I failed…"

"Dragon Burst Drill!"

*DON!* *GIIIIN!*

The drilling beam shot through the heart of the chimera bore a hole into the ground in front of him. His corpse fell over with a loud thud. Nothing was left to heal or regenerate this time, this time he was staying down for good and Michael couldn't be happier to get a little breather before heading out to help Rias.

"Finally did it. That was a little harder that I thought, but hey he's finally gone." Michael sighed in relief, but then realized Koneko was still in pain from her wound,

"Koneko-chan!"

"…I'm okay, I can still move…" Koneko tried to take a few steps forward, but almost fainted from pushing herself.

"Hold up there, you almost fainted just now." Michael caught her in time and helped her up.

'That wound must be deep. That guy wasn't a pushover whenever he threw his punches.' Michael thought then turned around and squatted.

"Let me carry you back to the others and get you healed by Asia." Michael said.

Koneko noticed that she was becoming a liability again and shook her head, "N-No, I'm fine senpai. We should be focusing on rendezvousing with Buchou like we planned. I can stand on my own and I wouldn't hinder you at all so…"

"Bleh!" Michael vomited a mouthful of blood that had been building up in his stomach, his wounds were still deep too.

"Michael-senpai!?"

"On second thought lets go back because I know I won't be able to help Buchou like this and you should probably get healed too." Michael made sure to push the blame on himself so that Koneko wouldn't feel guilty.

Seeing that forced smile on his face, Koneko had nothing to do but comply. Getting carried off in a piggyback ride, she and Michael made their way back to the rest of the ORC club.

"You feeling alright back there?"

Koneko nodded.

"Good. But what you did back there was really awesome. Way to show off your cool side."

"T-Thanks…" Koneko hugged Michael's back tighter, "Michael-senpai, I'm a nekomata, a youkai."

"A youkai, huh? That makes sense since you were talking about using spiritual energy before." Michael didn't seem bothered and remembered back to his training with Kai, "Senjutsu…you were using that too. Guess one of those youkai that Shishou talked about was you."

Koneko nodded once again.

"And now that I think about it that whole fiasco back at the clubroom with you pouncing on me wasn't just you cosplaying as a cat, right?"

"Yes…"

"I see…okay, it is really nice to know this much about you Koneko-chan. Before I never thought we'd be able to talk like this, but now I'm glad I know something else about you." Michael chuckled.

""You're okay with this...?" Koneko gasped.

"Why wouldn't I?" Michael asked.

"Usually people would be mad if a secret like this would be kept from them, and I don't want you to think that you failed as my senpai again." Koneko said, sadly.

"I'm not mad. But I'm not gonna lie when I say that I'm not exactly happy about it. Sure I was sad a little, but you had your reasons not to tell me until now. Reasons that prevented you from using it, but now you can so what's the point in feeling bad? I'm just happy that you can tell me this now. Good job, Koneko-chan as your senior I'm really proud."

"...Thank you..." Koneko blushed and felt her heart beat a few ticks too fast.

"Don't mention it, and besides now that we're all kosher about you being a cat demon I have one more question to ask you."

"Yes?" Koneko was still in the moment and was really compliant to anything Michael would ask.

"Since you're a cat, have you ever licked yourself clean?"

She wasn't compliant enough to tolerate that question, "What?"

"I mean you're a nekomata and cats lick themselves clean, so does that mean you do that from time to time and if so have you ever licked your...?"

*POW!*

Koneko head-butted the back of Michael's head.

"Ouch! What the heck, I was just curious!"

"Idiot..." Koneko started walking off as Michael chased after her.

"Hey don't judge me! A guy gets curious! And it's not like I want you to do it right in front of me." Michael pauses for a moment, "Unless you want to. Is that what this is about because if it's okay with you t-then I'm okay with it..."

"Pervert." Koneko's cold insult really stabbed through Michael's heart.

"Oi! Wait, it's just being curious and you know what people say about curiosity and cats! Koneko-chan! Koneko-chan?" Michael cried as he tried to state the hollow reasoning behind his curiosity.

Koneko was a little mad at the question and decided to ignore his questions as she enjoyed the comforting feeling of being carried. The question really looked like it sullied her mood, but the constant swaying of her tail begged to differ.

'Great now she's ignoring me. I have to think of something else to say…but wait if she's a cat does she cough up hairballs too? Or is her favorite drink milk? Does she chase around the laser pointer lights like a cat too? Gah! I have so many unanswered questions!'

Michael was already coming up with tons of questions to ask but most would earn him a punch to the face. His mind was steering off track, so he couldn't sense the real situation that happened with the other Occult Research Club members up ahead.

XXX

The collision of demonic blasts of magic and Ki blasts filled the starry sky, both combatants were on the move as they tried to one up each of their past and present planned attacks. Rias was effectively erasing all of the attacks Natsuru was throwing at her, holding her own was fairly easy this time around since she was actually prepared for a fight.

The power gap was still apparent because Natsuru contained more obviously stronger techniques in her arsenal of Senjutsu. Natural energy gave her the advantage since they were fighting in her home base on an island filled with nature.

Using the grass and the forest around them, she hindered Rias' movements by increasing the grasses' growth and to wrap around her legs and hold her down. The only way possible she could escape was with the use of her power of destruction to annihilate her bindings.

Drawing out the fight into a battle of attrition wouldn't be in Rias' favor, her attacks may be devastatingly effective when erasing Natsuru's Ki attacks. But she can't keep this up for very much longer. Her stamina was minuscule when compared to Natsuru who can literally fire Ki blasts at max power without breaking a sweat.

She knew her chances of becoming the victor were slim, but at this rate, things would end up with her being overpowered by Natsuru all over again.

"Wow, when you're actually prepared to fight, you seem to be somewhat strong." Natsuru's words were like thorns to Rias' side.

"Silence!" Rias shot a blast of her demonic power, but it was shielded by a barrier that Natsuru crafted. But it wasn't over yet since there were two more incoming blasts that were flanking her on both sides and upon impact exploded.

Using a direct approach to distract her, Rias sought to use more time delayed tactics to trip her up.

"Nice try!"

"…!"

Natsuru pounces out the smoke with her nails that are sharper than usual along with a white aura surrounding her body and her 9 tails. She's using touki!

"This really shouldn't be a surprise, Gremory-san. Sure, Michael-kun and that other devil may have learned to tap into this through sheer training but for me I'm innately born to use my life force this way." Natsuru's furious swipes with her clawed nails forced Rias back into dodging with a lot of effort.

Needing to catch some of her breathe she raised a barrier, but that didn't put a stop to Natsuru's virtually continuous attack.

*SHATTER!*

Just one hit broke the barrier. Rias still tried to put some distance between them but was too slow to react in time when Natsuru's claws had reached her midriff, it wasn't a deep wound just barely a graze when she almost fell over. Shooting another block of demonic power at Natsuru, she was able to get some breathing space as Natsuru landed back to look at the wound she inflicted along with the blood she drew with her claws.

Looking at the panting Rias, Natsuru enjoyed the results she was getting, "What luck, you managed to barely miss that. But something tells me by your startled reaction back there that you are someone to fancy close quarters combat."

Rias' eyes turning from sheer exhaustion to somewhat unpleasant was plenty for Natsuru to understand.

"I never dabble in hand to hand combat as much, but I at least know some self-defense in case my magic doesn't work. But you. a high-class devil must have been relying on your inherited ability without having to lift a finger, right?"

"That's true, I'm not so proficient in self-defense but I can't do anything about it now. In this fight, all I have to rely on is nothing but my magical prowess to win." Rias created a sphere of demonic power in hand and throws it at Natsuru, who thickens the shell of touki that covers her body and knocks it in the air.

"It would be a change of pace, but know that if your Power of Destruction factor can't touch me then don't expect other elemental magic to be effective either." Natsuru crouches down and extends her claws out like a tamed beast about to strike.

"Now take that into account along with your inability to physically defend yourself and you have about no chance of winning. Putting the pressure on you will make ending you faster for my convenience!" Natsuru pounces on Rias and begins to furiously swipe her claws again. It was obvious that Rias was getting injured even when she manages to dodge a few. Some moderate cuts along with a few deep ones were getting placed all over her wrists, arms and shoulders.

Natsuru's touki not only enhances her strength, but also her speed and senses. Anything she would try to pull would be stopped the moment, she even lifted a finger. But she wasn't going to let herself lose without showing one of her aces up her sleeve.

Before she could get pushed back even further against the wall, Rias used her devils to take flight and regain her breath as she looked down at the amused Natsuru. Right now it was a game of cat and mouse to her and as the cat it was so thrilling to see how far you've cornered the mouse.

"Whether it be on land or the air, your advantage was just the surprise upstart you and your servants caused!" Natsuru jumped into the air and created a few magic circles as platforms before vaulting herself higher into the air with her touki increasing the speed of her jump.

'I won't be able to withstand a fight in the air, so I'll have to take action now!' Rias does her best to use her demonic aura to toughen her body as she flies down at Natsuru with her hand stuck out.

The two charging forces collided and flew past each other after a moment of contact. Neither stopped moving until they landed on the ground apart from each other.

"Uagh!" Rias fell on a knee and held her stomach, the original graze wound from before had a much deeper cut, Natsuru exploited the graze and made sure to attack it again to create a much deeper wound.

"See? No hope for victory." Natsuru turns around, unaware of a magic circle marker disappearing on her chest.

Still on her knees, Rias held the bleeding wound and breathed in heavy breathes, but they weren't being soothed since the approaching footsteps of her opponent were drawing near.

"Come here, I'll put an end to your suffering right now." Natsuru focused most of her touki into her claws and rushed Rias.

*SNAP!*

*SHINE!*

"Huuuuuuuah!"

*DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!*

Waiting until she was close enough Rias simultaneously snapped her fingers and formed a massive sphere of demonic power imbued with the Power of Destruction. The marker on Natsuru's body began to shine as the wave of the attack almost took her by surprise. She dodge rolled out of the way and prepared to lunge in for the kill again.

"You're just desperately wasting your stamina. Pulling off a few big attacks like that will tire you ou-!"

*DWOOOOON!*

"What in the hell?" Natsuru questioned the blast's sudden change in course as it tailed after her. From jumping to running, it wasn't letting her off the hook at all, and because of her slow time to react she was dangerously close to being directly hit with it.

A gentle glow soothes, Rias' pain as she uses healing magic to heal the wound and prevent and more blood loss. She watched Natsuru be pursued by her attack and smiled, she said to herself, "Magic is what I'm currently good at. It may not be on par with your destructive power, but I can still learn "other" types of magic. Michael's technique Dragon Break.

After witnessing it a few times, she was interested in the tracking spell and asked Michael how he did it. That did not go well…for Michael…

(Flashback)

Standing outside of the bathroom door, Rias wore a worried expression and knocked on the door, "Michael, I wasn't trying to steal secrets or anything. I was just curious will you come out?"

"No! A man's secret technique is his alone! Nyeh! Ngyah!" Michael was on the floor of the bathroom cradling and hugging his knees. He was really sensitive about talking about the secrets (obvious truths) of his techniques.

"But I heard from Koneko that you er…plagiarized from Kai-sama." Rias blinked.

"I DIDN'T STEAL IT FROM HIM! I-IT'S MY IDEEAAAAAA! Nguaaaaaaaah!" Michael was wailed and threw a tantrum.

"Oh dear…" Rias knew that this wasn't going to blow over any time soon.

(Present)

'It nearly took us about a day to force him out the bathroom. Thankfully Koneko was there the first time to tell me so specifics about it and eventually I figured how to do it myself.' Rias thought, 'I'll have to take heed not to let Michael know about this or else he'll start crying.'

"I'm not shaking it off! But why!?" Natsuru was all over the place, she tried to chase it off by going in the or using the trees as cover. The attack was dangerous because not only its speed was a threat but also it's properties to annihilate anything it touches.

"Enough of this!" Natsuru fires a burst of Ki to balance out and disperse the attack, but it only proved to worsen the problem because the blast rebounded the attack into numerous sphere of demonic power which still continued to pursue her.

"You're joking…" Natsuru gritted her teeth as she stopped her running and decided to block the incoming beams with her nine fox tails. She added more to her defensive factor by using her touki to dull out the dangerous properties of the power through overpowering its quantity and quality.

"Now how does it feel to be cornered now?" Rias remarked as she managed to get behind her through the use of her devil wings.

Biting her lower lip, Natsuru cursed herself, 'Damn her, she used this tactic as a way to gain time to heal herself!'

"How long can you withstand an attack from both sides!?"

*DOOOOOOOOOON!*

"Guh!" Natsuru thrusted her palm out and crafted a barrier, and not just with that hand but with the other one keeping the targeted attack of multiple dangerous blasts at bay, as well. Rias was putting the pressure on Natsuru and wasn't about to let this chance slip out of her hands and placed her all into that single blast of demonic energy.

Natsuru for the first time was starting to feel some pressure, to effectively block both attacks she needed to transfer about 50/50 of her defenses through touki to put into both of her barriers. The Power of Destruction may be used improperly if not used by a genuine user, but it doesn't excuse the fact that it was a one hit kill move. If she were to let her guard down even a little, then it would mean the permanent loss or damage of something she'll definitely need to survive with.

"Who'd knew that you could accomplish so much by using such a petty trick! So what did you do to make the attack track me!?" Natsuru egged Rias into tell her.

"If I were you, I would be more focused on getting out of this in one piece!" Rias sent out a pulse through the blast to make Natsuru stagger a little, it was evident by the growling she was making that she was finally getting overwhelmed for once.

'I have her on the ropes now. There could be the possibility of her breaking free by dispersing the targeted blast I fired. Good thing this attack, I using on the other side will take the old one's place and continue to follow her and I can whittle her defenses down by doing as many times as it takes.' Rias thought out the possible scenarios and prepared herself for any dynamic changes.

'Being pushed back? Me? This can't be right. Sure, she may have stumped me once, but this? She's completely inferior! She can't do anything herself and has to rely on her servants! She's no real threat because her phony Power of Destruction is the only thing she has going for her, but even so! She's still able to drive me this far!?'

Natsuru grinded her teeth as her nine tails started to sway more ominously behind her as a purple aura began to ooze around her original aura like a water being tainted by food coloring. The tone of the battle was dramatically about to change.

*BADUMP!* *BADUMP!*

'W-What was…no I have to put an end to her now!' Rias took wind of some throbbing coming from Natsuru and found that to be a very bad sign.

A suspicious purple aura caught her eye as well, it was thick and completely visible. Rias felt its great pressure as it fused with Natsuru's present aura and kept up with her attack. If she needed to execute the final blow then now was the time.

With one more deep breath Rias released an unrestrained pulse of power that enlarged the blast and forced Natsuru's hand to jerk back and shatter pieces of her barrier.

Lowering her head almost in shame, Natsuru muttered to herself, "I was underestimating you. I admit that but I had no intention to play around with you this time. No, it was because I was underestimated you in the first place that I couldn't even consider to kill you by desperate standards. That was my mistake and I'll make sure to leave nothing left of you by using everything I have. Everything including this disgusting "scar" that I've been carrying inside me for so long."

Letting her hands fall, Natsuru deactivated her barriers and allowed the attacks to encroach on her. She was vulnerable and she knew it. If she were to be touched by the boxed in demonic blasts, she would be totally annihilated. But once the purple aura that oozed out of her began to slither up her 9 fox tails.

The purple aura enshrouded her entire body then began to illuminate into a bright light that began to engulf everything into its brightness. Rias had to shield her eyes as it engulfed her too, she couldn't see anything happen and soon enough she couldn't hear her attacks immediately landing at all.

It took one second to realize that her attack may have not worked at all, and then suddenly a sharp pain to her stomach caused by 5 sharp claws stabbed themselves into the same wound she healed not too long ago.

And following that pain, she heard only one thing through the blinding light.

"Executing [Code: Unknown]."

XXX

Shirou's exact words described the sight the he was beholding, "What the flying fuck happened here?"

On a knee, helping and supporting the remaining injured Occult Research Club members, Shirou was healing the wounds of Akeno and Xenovia simultaneously as Asia was completing her healing on Raynare and Gasper. Kiyome though unharmed was still unconscious and was laid to rest until she wakes.

It was just mere moments ago that Shirou stumbled upon the unresponsive bodies of the entire Gremory Peerage and company. Thankfully he was able to get Asia to wake up due to having close to none damage done on her from whatever attacked her. Explaining his new "companion" was a tedious task, considering that she just mostly stayed back and meowed with a wave whenever she was referenced.

He had to remind himself later that he needed to get the information she knew about explaining this whole kidnapping charade. But his top priority was the recovery of both Akeno and Xenovia, both had sustained pretty terrible injuries including Raynare, who's injuries were about complete thanks to Asia's powerful healing abilities with Twilight Healing.

"Raynare-san?" Asia tried to shake her awake, but she wouldn't get a reply. The damage done to her must have seriously dealt a taxing amount of exhaustion to her consciousness. But her breathing was less ragged than it was before so she'll manage to be active again once she wakes up.

"Asia, what exactly happened?" Shirou asked as he finished his healing on Xenovia who was resting as well.

Looking down, Asia remembers the dreadful memory, "It was a woman. She wore a black hooded jacket and attacked us so suddenly. First she handled the rest of the chimera then she took all of us out."

"What? I thought that bi-I mean that girl who kidnapped us was the only person aligned with those creeps." Shirou asked.

Coughing as she wakes up in the middle of her healing, Akeno said, "The remaining chimera called her their master right before she killed them."

"Akeno-san!"

"You're up already, eh?"

Both Asia and Shirou look to the awakening [Queen] as she gets her remaining wounds healed. She tried to get up but found that the remaining energy in her body has been completely exhausted.

"Don't try to get up now, you need to rest like everyone else that was here. Thank Maou, I got to you guys in time or else a few of you would have bled out." Shirou gently forced Akeno to relax.

"…thank you…" Akeno's thanks was sincere but her expression was unpleasant, her mind was trailing off as she looked off to the side.

"Don't mention it. How are they over there?" Shirou asked.

"Gasper-san and Raynare-san's wounds are healed, they're resting." Asia smiled in relief as she laid her friends out to gather up their stamina.

"Good, we've covered that mess now we move onto you…" Shirou began and turned around to face…

"I knew this day would come…the day when you would officially acknowledge my great potential. Now hurry! Recite the "Michael is awesome Song"!"

A laughing and cheering Michael whose face was positively glowing in pride despite his pale complexion due to the blood loss.

"No." Shirou shook his head, he didn't know of the song and even if he did there was no way in hell he would comply and feed the little maniac what he wanted.

"Gyah! Fine then Ddraig! You know the song! Sing it!"

[Ahem...He's never, never gonna get laid! Hooray~]

"Yes, I am never gonna get lai-! Wait, excuse me!?"

[Kukukukukukuku!] Ddraig laughed.

\Bwahahahahahaaha!/ Even Typhon was laughing his ass off.

"Pfft! Hahahahahaha!" Shirou laughed.

"Ddraig, noooooo! You ruined everything!" Michael cried.

"And besides, I was talking about her." Shirou pointed at Anzu.

"Hello, Red Dragon Emperor, nya~!"

"Woah! She's here! She's going to rip me to shreds, rape me, and kill me and not in that order!" Michael cried and panicked.

"No, she's on our side. Apparently." Shirou groaned.

"I'm a new woman…or should I say cat woman…nya~!" She tried to make a pun.

"That pun visibly hurt me. You disgrace all jokes everywhere! Even embarrass me. ME!" Michael groaned, "And you. Weren't you the one who was fighting her?" Michael asked.

"I don't want to talk about it." Shirou looked away then notices something, "And would you like to explain why Koneko is carrying you like that? Because if you wanted to lose all of your man points you could have just decided to wear a wedding dress as she wears the tux."

Emerging through the forest, Koneko was discovered to be holding Michael in the bridal position.

"I'll have you know that I was gravely injured and am currently bleeding and now if you'll excuse me I'm going to pass o-!"

*THUD!*

Falling out of her arms, Michael fell face first into the ground.

"Michael-san!" Asia felt like she would be susceptible for a heart attack each time she would find how badly injured Michael was. She immediately hurried over and began to heal his punctured and fractured wounds. But right beside her she noticed that Koneko was placing her hands on his chest with cool soothing waves of Ki.

"Koneko-san?"

"…This will help Michael-senpai recover his stamina. It'll smoothen out your healing, Asia-senpai."

Asia was amazed and wanted to say something but noticed her cat ears and cat tails, which brought back some embarrassing memories, "Those are-!"

"Koneko-chan, are you…?" Even Akeno was breathless at the sight.

"So look who decided to come out of their shell. You know Kai-sama would be ecstatic to see how far you've came. You know that right?" Shirou wasn't as visibly excited about Koneko's nekomata transformation, you could say that he was more relieved that she wasn't holding herself back anymore because of her familiar issues.

"So what made you finally decide to stop holding it in?" Shirou asked, curiously.

"My fear almost made me lose sight of something important. I couldn't suppress this urge to use it when Michael-senpai was almost backed into a corner. I was still afraid, but at that moment when I finally decided to use senjutsu, I felt something else. I couldn't tell if it was bad or good, but once I used it I felt vindicated." Koneko kept her eyes on Michael as she could feel his groaning slowly turn to comforting breathes.

"Incredible. His body really is healing much faster." Asia was already done healing the impaled holes on his midriff and went to healing his self-injured knuckles that might need some time to carefully heal.

"I don't know how to exactly feel about this power yet. I need time to get my feelings in order before I can come to a clear answer. But right now if I can help everyone with it then I'll bear with it." Koneko showed the slightest hint of a smile as she helped with the process of healing Michael's broken knuckles.

'…Bearing with it…it's not much like accepting it but rather temporarily looking past it for the benefits it could give.' Akeno thought as her own problems began to spiral around her mind, 'No, it can't be that easy…never…'

"I wonder where that Blonde Bastard is? He hasn't come back and I know that he took care of his assigned opponent…" Shirou wondered to himself.

"Kiba-kun will be fine, he's very versatile when he's moving on his own at times." Akeno reassured Shirou's worrying.

"I-It's not like I care about whether he's alive. I just don't want him to fuck things over by getting caught and forced into being a hostage by that other guy who did this." Shirou coughed.

"Tsun…Tsun…" A quiet voice sang.

"I swear once he gets up, he'll never see broad day light again." Shirou growled, and assumed that it was Michael.

"…Tsundere." Shirou whipped his head back to see that it was Koneko singing and was shocked.

"Why would you-?" He asked.

"…It shouldn't be such a shocking truth when you know that it's blatantly obvious." Koneko said with a straight face.

"For Maou's sake I am not a damned Tsu-!"

"Tsun…Tsun…" Michael tiredly grumbled.

"I'll kill him." Shirou said without hesitation.

"W-Wait what's going on?" Rousing everyone to look her way, Kiyome screams when she awakens from her forced slumber.

"Kiyome-senpai, how was your rest?" Asia politely smiled.

But the concerned expression on Kiyome's face told her that her question wasn't going to be answered anytime soon.

"He's not here…why isn't he here!?" Kiyome panicked and frantically looked around.

"Whoa, calm down, Missy. We have to catch our breaths before-!"

"Where is Makoto-chan!?" Kiyome screamed, and that scream caught everyone's attention even the resting Michael instantly opened his eyes as he began to wake up right in the middle of his recovery.

Everyone was too busy focusing on the situation of bleeding out to death and getting healed to notice that most of everyone there was gone.

"Makoto?" Michael murmured to himself, and began to engage in the conversation of the apparent missing Makoto.

XXX

"Thanks for complying with me, Makoto-chan. I cannot believe that Natsu-chan didn't tell me all about her little brother! This calls for an immediate get together!"

Leading a quite perturbed Makoto by the hand, the hooded woman hummed a catchy song that seemed close to a lullaby. But the humming didn't soothe Makoto down it only heightened the fear that he was feeling. It was an impossible decision to make at the time.

Awakening to your attacker can easily give a kid his age a heart attack. When he had been told of the current state of the others, his mind instantly went straight to Kiyome and he desperately cried to know of her safety. Gladly he was told that they were all very much alive, but that could change if he didn't comply and based on his answer things wouldn't end too good for him.

"Are you really taking me to see, Natsu-nee?" His eyes were averted from the figure in front of him.

"Of course, I'm one of her closest friends! BFFs forever! What you don't trust me? If you like you could probably escape from me, but I wouldn't promise that your friends back there would be kept spared if you did. Either save yourself and allow them to perish or trust this spectacular guide and be reunited with your beloved Onee-chan~!"

Makoto knew for a fact that his sister would never befriend someone like her, but kept his mouth closed to avoid the ire of his apprehender.

"Just p-please don't hurt Kiyome-neechan and the others. I promise I won't run away so please take me to see Natsu-nee!" The figure patted Makoto's bowed head as she took this token of submission quite warmly.

"Aw~! I can't stay mad at you…now onwards!" She reinitiated their long walk, with a few probable detours along the way. What? If she just took the straight and narrow path, then things would be cut short for the fight that was nearing its apex. She knew these kinds of fights needed time so a little detour now and again wouldn't be so bad.

"You know Makoto-chan why don't we talk about the things we both take pleasure in doing. I for one love Science~! Because it comprises of almost everything we do. The animals, nature, people and the world. But the best thing about it is how I can study how those things tick so that I can see if I can make them tick the way I want to." The mysterious woman giggled, "Like if you were to have your heart stopped you'd probably still live if your soul still powered your body more than your heart did. Nature is a powerful force that manipulates us to whatever it wants, so what's to stop us from doing it right back for our needs? No matter how painful, upsetting or downright inhumane it is, people have always done what they thought was right for the expense of broadening their knowledge, right Makoto-chan? Hm?"

She felt Makoto's hands suddenly grow cold and tremble, it would seem her words had an inflicting effect on him. His stature was shaken up as he only mumbled a scared yet silent, "U-Uh-huh…"

So many repressed thoughts and scars were just bobbing up in his head like dead fish, unwanted yet numerous. The excruciating pain and the fear of being jabbed at poked with by so many needles had plagued his psyche.

"Say what's wrong? You don't like science?" The woman teasingly hummed.

Trying to brush off his sudden shock of fear, Makoto shook his head, "N-No i-it's not like that I-I-!"

A terrifying smirk appeared itself under her hood as she giggles, "Then allow to go on about my favorite thing to do. Next we'll go into forcefully rewriting genetic makeup of live beings. It's been proving to be really fatal and really looked down upon, but you know what? For me if a subject were to die from an experiment, then it wouldn't be the experiment that failed, but the qualifications of the subject."

She giggled once she saw the distressed look on Makoto's face as he tried to suppress his growing panic.

"If they survive they're a success, but if they die then they're failures. Of course if the experiment never goes the way I want it to then they're failures were quite evident wouldn't say so, Makoto-chan?"

"…" Makoto was taking heavy breaths the whole time, he had lost the ability to speak, believing that if he were to utter a single word that he would vomit out of the sheer gravity that his fear was placing on him.

'Oh, dear! The boy seems like he could break down at any second now. Perfect…'

Seeing the mental defenses of the boy whittling down the mysterious woman could only applaud herself for finishing the final touches for this step of her agenda. She mysteriously knew the what nerves to touch with this boy, and oddly enough she felt more familiar with Makoto by the way her tone was displaying a false kind tone that made her seem more manipulative of him.

XXX

"You're going to die at this rate. You know that, right? So why bother to try and keep coming at me?"

"U-Urck! *COUGH!*"

Looking as ominous than she was before, Natsuru was covered in a thick and vibrant purple aura. Adding more to her ominous look was Rias' blood staining the grass and her clawed nails, she stood across from the hunched over devil, who has been losing way too much blood. The light headedness and her woozy vision were signs of eventual blood loss.

The battle had taken a drastic turn. Before it could have just as easily been a chance for Rias to have defeated the nekomata/kitsune hybrid. But her cleverly devised attack strategy vanished. Not with a single trace left to be able to ascertain that they were there in the first place. The sudden emergence of Natsuru's newly unveiled power literally erased her attack. No, it would be rather ironic to say that a blast with the Power of Destruction was erased. More like negated.

At the instance where Natsuru took Rias' moment of disbelief, she managed to leave a staggering wound which inflicted tons of pain to Rias. Immediately, Rias tried to fire a sphere of demonic energy at her, but like before it vanished.

Soon enough the battle went back to becoming dreadfully one-sided with only Natsuru being the one to actually be able to hit Rias with her attacks. The cloak of purple aura that shrouded her was basically eating the blasts that are shot its way, negating them and leaving her perfectly unharmed. Her main points of attack were to draw out as much blood as she could from the High-Class Devil's body with just her claws.

Throwing whatever she could give at any chance, Rias couldn't be able to break through that purple aura's negation. Soon enough she would get more sluggish and leave more openings for Natsuru to take. It would only be natural to assume that she would stop her attacks after realizing they would end in vain, but she kept on going.

Spurred by the thought of allowing things to end in her defeat. Her failure to even place everything she had into a fight she no chance of winning. And most of all, allow the one person she loves to be taken from her. It would either be using everything she had for a massive blow to at least render Natsuru helpless with a high chance of failure, or trying to preserve enough time by dodging and healing her wounds something that Natsuru was too keen on allowing.

She had basically become a killing machine hell-bent on trying to take her life, as slow and as effective as it could be. It was a step up from just trying to whittle her down with powerful attacks and infuriating taunts. It was like tangling with a killer animal that was showing some sadistic pleasure in watching her prey slowly die.

Throughout the entire time she was getting tossed around, Rias had been preparing a row of three amplification Gremory Magic amplification circles. These circles have been charged with her demonic power throughout the entire shift of the fight. As soon as she realized that Natsuru power was beginning to become difficult to handle, Rias believed that holding out and putting all of time and energy into this last stratagem.

"*HACK!* *COUGH!*" Rias coughs out a mouthful of blood but continues to stand, she was just demolished by Natsuru's sheer strength. She endured tons of blows that would have honestly killed her already had she just laid down and accepted it, but she continued to keep going.

"It's over for you." Natsuru walks up to Rias and kicks her into the ground.

"Uagh! Ngh!" Despite falling on her back, Rias shakily gets up again. On her feet, she attempts to throw a single block of demonic energy at Natsuru.

*DON!*

It vanishes as soon as it makes contact with Natsuru's purple aura.

"Nothing will work against this. I just foiled any chances of you winning. Code: Unknown, it allows me to negate any and all attacks being done on me. It's quite useful against Sacred Gear users but apparently it can't negate the effects they have on the user. Frankly, I despise using this power, but you pushed me this far by not dying, so at least take solace that you'll die at the hands of the power, your kind has forced inside of me."

"My kind? You mean you were-?"

"My friends and parents were expunged and killed. I had six siblings, about five had died and I was forced to breathe in the ashes of their decaying corpses as I dug out of the remains of my home, that collapsed over us. My entire village full of my nekomata brethren were eradicated by you, High-Class Devils. I could only carry my last sibling so far before getting captured by "him"." Natsuru wrapped her arms around herself and looked absolutely dejected,

"He said that we were the "cream of the crop", he knew that me and Makoto weren't full blooded nekomata and decided to take us as the only survivors. We were forced to go through so many brutal tests and experiments. Every nook and cranny of my body was toyed with and modified, and I ended up as an existence unlike normal Nekomata, Kyuubi, or anything else. And because of this, I absolutely loathe you Devils. The Hell we went through...I still feel the sensation of liquid filling my lungs, needles piercing my flesh, every orifice of my being violated by your twisted magic and science. Truthfully, some nights, I came to wish that we had just died back in our village. There's so much pain...So much suffering."

Natsuru shuddered,

"But the thought of death was more painful than the thought of life, it was not until one day that I decided to use this power to escape, that cursed "devil" wasn't there that day so security was a lot scarce. I destroyed everything, I left nothing there and killed all of the remaining guards and scientists. Freedom, it broke that horrible cycle of yearning for death and survival. The chains they used to bind me shattered, I had a joyful revelation. My desire rose from the ashes of my village's ruins, to restore my race, the Nekomata, to an even higher standing. Upon a pedestal beyond even that of you, Devils. No more death. No more despair. Never again will families have to watch their loved ones turn to dust in front of their eyes."

"So that's explains your fascination with Michael. You want to rebuild your race with a more potential by using his dragon power." Rias panted, "You're trying to reclaim everything that you've lost so that it will never happen again. Although I may understand your reasons for doing this. It won't earn my sympathies; you've done so much wrong that can't be forgiven."

"Trust me the last thing I want is your pity." Natsuru was in agreement.

'But the purging of a nekomata village? Onii-sama never discussed something like this before.' Rias thought it over, but things were picking up faster for the climax.

"Enough. I've revealed everything concerning about my motives, so prepare to die!" Natsuru charges in and stretches out her claws for Rias' neck. The extra layer of touki increasing her speed and the sharpness of her claws made it very possible for Rias to die should she get hit. Her body was already in a bad enough state as it is so dodging was not an option she can take anymore.

"No choice now…!"

*SHIIIIINE!*

*SHIIIIIINE!*

*SHIIIIIIIIINE!*

Her body was in too much pain, but she managed to position herself just right to align the 3 layered magic circles in front of her. They were each compacted into different sizes to maximize the power output of the attack.

Pulling back on it a sphere of demonic power is pulled back like an arrow in a bow's quiver as the air around it compresses enough to pressurize the sphere. Standing tall and holding the attack in one direction, she was able to lock onto her target.

"It's futile that attack will just be negated as well!" Natsuru roared, making no attempts at dodging. Her confidence was well placed in her self-hated ability to negate any attacks.

"Concentrate…imagine the…"barrel"…" Rias breathed as her body quivered a little, trying to hold still and make a perfect shot was hard. Trying to harden and shape the sphere of power into a concentrated and controlled orb of pure destruction.

Rias realized that as a Power-type her attacks can be quite predictable, she needed to grasp onto working on controlling her demonic power into a concentrated attack, not her usual multiple blasts that expend way too much energy to fire.

She needed an attack that deviates from her usual set of moves, she needed to work on a move that would not classify as just a Power-type but a Technical-type as well.

Drawing the sphere back like a bowstring just a little more, Rias exhales calmly despite the pain she was in and says, "It's ready. Whether it works or not, this will finish things. All I have to do is have faith."

*SWIIIIIIIISH!*

It took only a second and Natsuru was already close enough to lunge her claws into Rias' neck, but at the same time, she was really close enough to the layered magic circles that Rias was prepping herself to use.

It was close, both of them were just about in range to attack as they both said their final words before one of the attacks overcome either of them.

"You're dead!" Natsuru growled, but gasped when she saw the magic circles glow brightly.

*T'chi!*

Releasing the sphere of demonic power like and arrow, Rias fires her attack by leading it off with it's crafty name, "Arrow of Destruction!"

*ZIIIIIIIIN!*

*ZIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN!*

*ZIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN!*

*DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!*

The sphere was shot and went through each magic circle, increasing its density, size, and controlled fire power as the large, pressurized sphere of dense demonic power fires itself and completely knocks itself into Natsuru's entire front half. Forcing her back as the force of the large sphere overwhelmed her ability to push it back.

'It's not negating? How is that possible!?' Natsuru gasped as she tried to focus more on the purple aura surrounding her, she attempted to mask the entire sphere in it as well to negate it completely as a whole, but it failed. Code Unknown was at its designated limit when trying to negate an attack of this magnitude.

"…! Are you seri-!"

*KaBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!*

Was all Natsuru could say before a massive explosion filled the land around them as the ground and the trees were completely annihilated. The aftershock of the explosion was able to send Rias flying, in her current state, she was dangerously close to dying if she were to hit the ground, hard.

"Buchou!" Jumping in to save Rias before she could fall was Kiba as he lands on the ground and uses his body to shield his [King] from the explosion's unforgiving aftershocks. As soon the attack dies down, all that was left were a huge crater with the dust of the explosion filling and leaving the air.

"Y-Yuuto…" Rias weakly looked to Yuuto, as he already begun using his magic to heal her severe wounds.

"Forgive me, for being late. I couldn't restore my stamina in time when you really needed the backup." Yuuto looked at Rias' state and looked disheartened at his failure to prevent any harm to come to his master.

Shaking her head, Rias says, "Don't worry too much. You must have had trouble on your end so don't blame yourself."

"B-But…" Kiba was a little hard on himself, but sighed, "I'm just glad that things didn't end badly."

The noise of coughing and haggard breathing caught both of their attention as a pair of arms pulled up a beaten and burned Natsuru out of the crater. Getting back onto level ground, she was able to at least stand up on her own two feet but moving seemed to be a complete effort for her since her limbs were mostly the ones that received damage.

During the explosion, she stopped using Code: Unknown to place all of her touki into taking the brunt of the explosion. Leaving herself wide open to the attack at such a close range was really damaging, she could barely a make step without wincing in pain.

Taking note of Kiba's sudden appearance, she coughed, "These unexpected intrusions…will they ever end?"

One hand on the hilt of his sword, Kiba waited for the moment Natsuru may try to attack while his other hand was using magic to heal Rias.

"I should have known that getting hasty like that would have left me open. Trying to kill you patiently. Or killing you with overwhelming power. Neither worked and somehow I walked right into your hands. And now I suppose you think that I've thrown in the towel, right?" Natsuru may have looked beaten, but the defiance in her eyes spoke volumes about her intent to succeed, "Wrong. I don't give a damn if your servants come pouring right out of the woodwork. I won't allow any of you to walk away from here alive."

"You don't seem to have enough strength to stand. Stand down, you can't fight like that." Kiba tried to negotiate things peacefully.

"This body's already been put through hell an back. So what's to stop me from continuing this fight?" Natsuru took slow but steady steps, her limbs were searing with pain from the burns. It would be impossible for to even stand, blood was dripping out of her legs and arms. Despite the pain she was in she kept moving.

Just what drove her to continue with any of this?

"See, she's right there. Now go to her…" A hand pushed the back of a young boy from out of the shadows of the woods

"Natsu-nee!" A shrill voice cried from behind her along with a pair of arms embracing her from her back.

That was a voice she knew all too well, "Makoto-chan?"

As she turned around to glance back at her younger brother tearfully embracing him.

"Natsu-nee, you're really here! I-I was so worried! When you and Kiyome-neechan weren't home, I got scared and-and…!" Makoto sobbed.

"Makoto-chan, why are you here?" Natsuru gasped in worry, "And Kiyo-chan! She wasn't home either?"

"She was here with Michael-senpai. I asked Rias-senpai to bring me here since I would both of you here…" Makoto said.

"Kiyo-chan was already here, then she was the one who released Michael-kun and that other guy from their cells." Natsuru bit her lower lip, "She even summoned these devils onto this island too. Everything was ruined…"

"Eh?" Makoto took notice of the wounds on her sister and taking notice of more than one other person in bad shape as her, he noticed Rias lying on the ground bloodied and covered in scratches.

Trembling, Makoto looks up at Natsuru with a shaken look on his face, "Natsu-nee, what's happening here?"

"Everything is fine here. Just go and let me handle things." Natsuru tried to push Makoto away but the boy was insistent and looked concerned.

"Natsu-nee, you aren't fighting them are you?"

"Makoto-chan. Go. Now. I'll meet with you after I do what I need to do."

"B-But I want to know why you're fighting them. There shouldn't be a reason why you should be doing this to yourself."

"Makoto, listen to you big sister and leave now!" Natsuru snapped at Makoto but grimaced in pain.

"See? You're hurt so please stop and let's go home already. We can get you healed there and you can get better and we can play together with Kiyome-neechan like we used to before." Makoto was insistent and tried to pull Natsuru back. His desperate pleas were starting to get to her as Natsuru gritted her teeth and tried to force her brother off of her. Her expression was filled with regret as her hair shadowed over her eyes.

'She's moving through sheer will. If she wanted to she could just as easily push Makoto away. But he seems to be -really- important to her.' Piecing together a hypothesis, Rias figured out something really important.

"Makoto-kun." She called out.

"H-Hai?" Makoto timidly answered.

"Have you ever made a promise to your big sister?" Rias glanced at Natsuru who was silent, but still.

"A promise?" Makoto blinked.

"Yes, siblings who really adore each other tend to make promises based on the best wishes of their brother or sister. You, yourself may not know it's a promise but it could be possible that she's been working hard for whatever you desire the most." Rias explained, seeing Makoto discern Rias' conception about a promise.

"N-Natsu-nee, are you doing this because of me?" Makoto asked, Natsuru could tell that he was sad. She instantly knew that he would start blaming himself if he knew that he was the main drive for her doing all of these bad things. So to relieve him of that worry, she came clean.

"When we were little, you were so sensitive about how others were treated that you never considered yourself. You hated when people fought each other and would cry over the littlest thing. Back then you wanted everyone to be aligned with each other, so that they could live together in equality and happiness with the nekomata. You may have forgotten about it since it was a long time ago, but I still remembered it word for word." Natsuru's said,

"But for me to even get our race recognized. I needed to attain power. And to do that I had to do anything to attain. At the expense of my morality and sanity. I lied, blackmailed, and manipulated anyone with enough power to get what I needed. I would sacrifice my own well-being all for your dream to be realized." Natsuru held up her wounded arms as an example of her loyalty towards Makoto.

His lip quivering and eyes growing teary, Makoto sniffled, "N-No, I don't want that…"

"Makoto-chan please…" Natsuru was growing more reluctant.

"I-I don't want Natsu-nee to hurt herself because of me…it really is my fault then. You've been through so much, and-and, you were definitely suffering weren't you?" Makoto cried.

"…" Natsuru was losing her will to fight because the reason driving her was slowly being erased at sight of her brother crying for her to stop.

"And so many people that were involved were hurting because of this…It's not right. When I want everyone to be happy, I wanted you to be happy too. I want to be smiling with Kiyome-neechan, Natsu-nee and Michael-senpai. So no more please or else I'll really hate myself!" Makoto balled out.

"I-I-!" Natsuru clenched hands slowly unclenched and limped down to both sides of her body. Just letting everything go, the weight of hearing her brother say such self-loathing words really did it for her.

*DRIP!* *DRIP!*

"I'm sorry…" Tears streamed down Natsuru's face as she looked at the ground, "I-I'm sorry…I'll stop…just no more crying. I d-don't want you to suffer. I wanted to avoid it but in the end I just brought more of a burden onto you. Please forgive this failure of a sister…"

Natsuru's voice cracked up as the tears just kept coming out.

'She's lost the will to fight, we won.' Rias exhaled in relief as most of her wounds were treated.

"Natsu-nee!"

Taking a creeping step towards Natsuru, Makoto opened his arms and wanted to embrace his sister, but the creeping sound a low whisper reached everyone's ears.

"Take~!"

*RIIIIIIP!* *SPLATTER!*

"!" Everyone and Natsuru was surprised as the sickening sound of flesh being pierced reached their ears as they watched blood spill out and splatter out of Natsuru. A hand was deeply embedded through the back of Natsuru's chest as the blood splattered all over Makoto. Natsuru, who grabbed the hand, with no breath at all, could only look beside her head to see the hidden face of the hooded woman leaning herself against her back.

"W-What…?" Natsuru gasped a long breath of air that wasn't going to fill her lungs as it is.

"Something the matter, Nat-Nat?" The mysterious woman giggled, "Don't be mad, but didn't I tell ya? I promised to destroy anyone who would dare to stop your plans. Ooops! Did I forget, you're apart of anyone~!"

"Gugh!" Natsuru's gulped and coughed on some blood filling her mouth as the mysterious would sickeningly pulled her arm out rather twistedly.

"Don't take this personally, Nat-Nat~!"

*SN-SN-SNAAAAAAAAAAAP!* *THUD!*

Releasing her body, the figure watched as Natsuru's body collapsed on the ground as the gaping hole in her chest amassed a large pool of blood underneath her. Soon enough the pool of blood reached the feet of Makoto, who was slowly processing this.

"E-Eh?" Makoto's eyes slowly grew lusterless as she continued to look at the fallen mutilated body of his beloved sister.

"And that pretty much settles my job for you Nat-Nat! I hope you enjoyed my services!" The woman laughed at her twisted act of doing her job as everyone remained speechless except for a fish-eyed Makoto who repeated the same thing,

"Eh? Eh? Eh? Eh? Natsu-nee? S-She's…" Makoto's eyes start to well up in tears before rising up to see the laughing mysterious woman. Intense hatred filled the rim of his dead eyes as he lowly growled, "You…you did this…"

"Pretty obvious, but way to call it Makoto-chan!" The mysterious woman gave him a thumbs up like it was a sick joke that she didn't just impale his sister.

The thoughts of Makoto were now filled with a single objective, 'She did this…it's her FAULT! Herfaultherfaultherfaultherfaultherfaultherfaultherfault! She has to pay…she has to diediediediediediediediediediediediediediedie-!'

"DIIIIIIIIE!" Makoto pulled his hair in a dramatic fashion and screaming his heart out as his sanity was shattered right before everyone's eyes. Soon enough his screaming turned into a loud veracious-

*ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOAR!*