• Negimaki started to panic, grabbing a odd handgun from another member and placing her finger on the trigger, hesitating her shot, her hand shaking. The blue haired boy grabbed the gun from her and shot a dart in Laren's neck, as Laren swung her demonic arm at one of the other men. After a small fit, she felt...sleepy, her demonic eye dimming and her arm rotting away into what looked like a puddle of black ink and blood.

    A white light possessed Laren's sight again, as she opened her eyes to see the sun, and a awful heat filled the air with humidity. "Where am I?" she asked, slapping her forehead. "Another dream, hn?" she groaned.
    She sat in the middle of a large, endless desert, to only see a figure silimar looking in the distance.

    She stood, walking closer, as the other figure did the same, then, after a few minutes, they met face to face. It seemed to be her reflection, but...something was different. She looked at it a bit more and stepped back, as the eyepatch fell off of her clone. Her other self changed rapidly, the demonic arm and eye, plus the marks appearing. "Who are you?" she asked, stepping back a bit more, her eyes wide with fear, or shock, maybe both. It spoke in a demonic tone of voice, tilting it's head slightly. "Don't you recognize your other self, the one who gave you such confidence and power before?"

    Laren shook her head, trembling as she looked around for her gun. "No...no!" she screamed.

    "Laren-sama! Laren-sama!" a voice spoke, as she opened her eyes to see Negimaki. "N-Negimaki-san..." she mumbled, sitting up, but being stopped by a awful pain in her arm. "The hell...?" she cursed, as she looked at bloody gashes in her left arm. "Don't move...!" Negimaki said, grabbing a bottle of green liquid and pouring it into the severe cuts.

    Later on that day, Laren exited the base of the organization and looked at Negimaki. "I've gotta say, thanks for your help, you guys, but I can't depend on other people, it's just not my style." she said, giving them all a thumbs up. "Here, take this." said one male, handing a card to Laren.
    "Anytime you need us, just jab that baby into the ground, mmkay?" he said, winking at her.

    She started off, her gun perched on her back, as she climbed up a hill. She looked around, feeling a odd feeling of being watched. "Long time no see, eh?" said a man's voice, as a figure with dark blue hair appeared.

    "Carter?!"