** Several hour later, Above Eastern Europe’s air space, Shadowlaw aerial vessel **

Jason sits in silence, his torn and tattered clothes dangling off his body, his cold red eyes fixed on the floor, he pays no heed to his fellow Cyborgs, why should he anyway? They were fully mechanic, no shred of humanity in them besides their visage while he himself had a human persona.

On the other hand, there was Reeve, the rising star of Shadowlaw’s army. Jason allows himself to spare a second to scan his eyes over the man. His scanners showing the man had mild potential, nothing too serious physically, perplexing X would trust this man so much, or was their an hidden motive behind it all, with Xavier you never knew.

Jason pushes the thought aside and crosses his arms, leaning his head against the metallic hull and pursing his lips, recalling his only recent captivity, not having much more to do besides that.

”I wonder if I’ll get a chance to kill the other two someday…” He wonders and brings their image to his mind, smiling, they were indeed a very nice human view, he couldn’t complain about not enjoying himself somehow during his interrogating with the very skin like clothing the two women were wearing.

He brushes the thought aside and grins lightly, feeling satisfied with himself, he had flustered the US military, Mi6 and Interpol and given the arrogant prick Guile a honor death devoid of honor, a weakling’s death, he had been waiting to humiliate the American since his capture.

” Awww…Kick A** goodness…” he thinks and smirks smugly before a piercingly powerful voice cuts his concentration. He recognizes the invading essence and sits up, his attention perked.

** Meanwhile, the following evening, Abandoned warehouse, Somewhere in Barcelona **

Soft breathing escapes her lips, her face at ease, and her body in euphoria as she sleeps; a woman lies in a dark room, on a soft comfortable bed, covered by a silken blanket. Strands of black hair lie limply against her forehead.

Two dark brown eyes fix on the sleeping woman, calm and patient, the person awaiting her to awaken from her slumber, hidden in the shroud of black invoked by the late hours of the night.

A weak moan and grunt and the woman’s eyes shut more tightly as she exhales with effort, turning to her side, then letting her front side hit the mattress, lifting herself slightly, her well shaped backside up to waist level revealed as she pushes herself upward slightly and shakes her head.

“I see you’ve finally awaken…” a calm male voice speaks with a hint of amusement, the woman blinks as he eyes slowly open, then she looks down and finds her body is naked and her eyes snap open as she quickly grabs the blanket, a rush of blood invading her cheeks.

She covers herself quickly and gasps lightly, turning toward the source of the voice, stammering shyly “Ma…Master Geki?” she asks in a small, stuttering tone, her cheeks on fire, her eyes downcast as the blanket covers her just enough, in her haste not completely as she rearranges the blanket, a storm of thoughts and confusion hitting her with a torrent.

“Yes, It be me child, there is no need to cover yourself, for I had seen your body before, only hours ago when I healed it, your shyness is unnecessary.” He says coldly and calmly, his arms crossed, yet she can only feel his eyes on her, and not see him, yet she can also sense him, not too far away, in the corner of the room.

Ibuki’s eyes widen as her cheeks only seem to erupt with more blood, and she shivers slightly, tightening the hold around the blanket “I…I prefer it this way…ma…master” he stammers quietly, inside a swirling rush of thoughts hitting her.

” He…He saw me…but I…how’d I get here? Why’d he have to st…strip me? I…god this is so embarrassing…he’s like a father to me…god…” She thinks and gulps down bile as she feels irritation from Geki and his gaze fall on her.

** Back in the plane **

”Master…” Jason projects a thought, his mental tone humble and obedient as he sees Xavier’s face before his eyes, and his eyes only, the rest of the crew oblivious to his mental conversation with the mental illusion of X’s making.

” I see you’ve successfully annihilated the American pest, good job my minion, I have more work for you now…” Xavier’s voice echoes in his mind, the specter like vision moving it’s lips, the shade purple eyes fixing on him coldly.

”What would you have me do my lord?” Jason asks, looking deep into the swirling energy eyes of his lord’s mental image, feeling slightly dizzy and nauseous at the hypnotizing look they invoke.

“Seek out the Shinobi girl, and retrieve the venom blade piece, it shall be the last you collect from this child, then return to me, once you have done so, I shall give you, a task I’m sure you’ll enjoy immensely” Xavier’s voice echoes in his mind, the reverb making Jason’s eyes shut under the strain of mental pain.

Jason still manages to grin, anticipation bathing him like gentle rays of silver outside, coursing through him like the lightning that strikes the ocean below. His eyes light up and he gains a suspicious and wary gaze from Reeve, who has reasons to believe something is amiss.

X extracts himself from Jason’s mind, his instructions passed on, and his need to speak to the Cyborg sedated, all that was left now, was to wait for results, and he knew his twisted, deadly Cyborg would not be late to give him just what he seeks.

Jason pays no heed to the pathetic fleshling pup gazing at him with apprehension, with X out of his mind, his powerful resolve and posture return, to him, Reeve means nothing, the human could easily be disposed of at a moment’s notice if her were out of hand.

Something else had caught his attention and curiously. This being Xavier’s tone, it had hidden meanings behind it for sure, as always. If he said he would enjoy the mission, he was sure that would be the case, and now all he needed was to get off the aerial craft and get to business.

“Peculiar he chose to tell me this soon after telling me about the last encounter with Ibuki, in working relations, can these two facts be linked, is the time of the ninja’s demise at hand? I wonder... He thinks and rubs his chin.

** Back in Barcelona **

“You have disappointed me greatly Ibuki, what in the name of Shinobi are you doing? Running off, battling Assassins and meddling in Yakuza affairs, not to mention gaining attention Interpol and Mi6 while you're at it?” Geki asks in a commanding tone.

Ibuki bites her lower lip, her now wild hair covering her eyes as she gulps, but says nothing. She now feels fear, should she confide in Geki, tell him the truth, but if she did, she might jeopardize her mother’s life, Xavier had warned her he'd know and then her mother would die, she didn't feel like testing the month old promise by the madman, she couldn’t afford to take that risk, not for anyone, not even Geki.

“Answer me Ibuki…” he says, his tone becoming dangerous, the coldness and menace sending chills down her spine, her body tensing as she looks down, intent of folding into herself and fading away as she senses the impatience and anger ooze out of Geki though it is not shown, or present, she knew better.

“I will not ask you again Ibuki,” he says, his voice dangerous, “The next time I ask, I will force it out of you, for you are endangering the clan, 4 of your kin have fallen to save you, I will not sacrifice another” he says, in a deathly calm tone.

“I have my reasons master Geki, I cannot reveal them as of yet…” she says quietly, She senses him launch forward and grab her by the hair, pinning her against the bed rail, “I’m not asking you Ibuki…I’m demanding an answer…now” he says through clenched teeth.

Geki was amazed at the child’s insolence, and nerve, she was withholding from him, she was betrayed her oath to him, her loyalty being questioned, all the years of work being shattered, feeling like a man disillusioned from a dream his rage ignites furiously.

Ibuki’s eyes mist slightly but she doesn’t lift a finger to resist the hard grip, ignoring the pain of her hair being yanked, or her body being pinned painfully against the wooden railing. “I have nothing to say…” she says, in a small, yet honest whisper.

Geki backhands her, a block seeming to hit her cheek and sends her head snapping sideways from the sheer force of his powerful blow, her body hitting the bed as she feels him turn from her, obviously in disgust. “I had faith in you, obviously misplaced, I treated you as my own blood, trained you as my heir, and you turn your back on me,” he says quietly.

He words make him boil inside, promise to his dead sibling or not, he would no longer hold this viper of trouble and treachery in his adobe, he would no longer help her, he had done his part, she was adept and powerful enough, let her deal with things herself.

Ibuki’s eyes water as she gets up and grasps his Ninja uniform from behind “Master…please, you don’t understand…” she says quietly, he turns and punches her in anger, her body hitting the bed hard, her face flaring with pain.

** Meanwhile, Outside Rose’s manor, Italy **

The remnants of the council had gathered forth, with Megano fighting off Xavier, and Richter dead, the remaining 3 are now left to deal with Rose, before it is too late, before she’s out of control, before she unleashes hell through the world.

“Let it start,” a woman says, she is clad in red leather, covering over her voluptuous young looking body, her eyes glowing in bright blue, her voice as cold as ice, blazing with energy that coils around her she roars a battle cry as she throws her fists forward, lightning flaring forth and hitting the door of Rose’s manor, the oaken doors being blasted off their hinges.

Behind her two more Psychics stand ready, one being John gray, a young looking psychic, wearing a long set of robes, all in bright green, his eyes glowing in the same color, his blond hair flailing about upon the currents of his power, the energy gripping it and causing it to flap wildly.

Beside Gray stands a Oriental woman in a Kung fu garment, it’s color silver, her eyes glowing in silvery white, as wisps of energy curl around her, she is known as Kyoko Kurisama each of them consists of one major power, one that is unparalleled by any lower psychic, each of them bordering at the age of 1000 years old.

The now stand before the threshold of what in their eyes should be an easy battle, a victory of the elders over an insolent pup of a woman which had dared defy them, alone, none of them would have such confidence against Rose, but they had strength in numbers.

The dust rises from the remains of the door, and wall, being torn by Lena’s power, shrouding the entrance in their wake. Suddenly the dust clears and seems to be cleaved in half as a figure walks through the entrance a tidal wave of power hitting the three psychics as a beacon like aura crackles before them.

“At last…” Rose’s voice hisses venomously from within the vortex of violet energy which swirls around her, “You finally come to fight, and not cower behind your guardian…” she says in a cold tone.

“Your time has come Rose…surrender or be destroyed!” Grey says and focuses his power into a globe of energy, green light lightning him up in the darkness.

Lena lets her power coils around her arms, electrical currents being invoked by her will, her eyes crackling with electricity. “No Grey, she’s not worthy of any more mercy, this time…you die!” she says and throws her hands forward.

Rose fades into thin air and reappears behind them all, an amused chuckle escaping her throat “You have no idea who you’re messing with…I am no longer the tender spirit you so easily broke, I am hatred’s visage, I am retributions scythe, I am Death’s messenger…” she says and then narrows her glowing violet eyes.

”Enough talk! HYAH!” Kyoko says and forces her power to bend reality and create matter out of thin air, swirling purple thread spinning and weaving into a blade like extensions, darting toward Rose, meanwhile Lena speeds forward, her speed blinding, moving in what one would think is the speed of light.

** Back in Barcelona **

“Silence!” he hisses angrily, “You are no longer my heir, moreover, you are no longer Shinobi, I renounce you. You will no longer have our protection or help, but yet, for the sake of your father, our greatest leader’s memory, I will not kill you now and let you live…but from now on our bonds and ties are severed,” he says.

Ibuki gulps, choking down tears and pain “Please sensei…you don’t understand…!” she says urgently. “Please give me some more time!” she begs, blood falling from her nose, dripping down to her lips, the bitter iron taste nauseating.

She hears his blade unsheathing from it’s sheath and ducks under a swipe of the blade, “Silence, the next word or sob you invoke will cost you your tongue, my decision if final, if your goals are so secretive, you are welcome to gain them on your own, now be gone” he says and yanks the blanket off her with one hand, before yanking her by the hair violently and tossing her on the floor with the other, gaining a gasp of pain from his former heir when he almost rips her hair out of its roots.

“You have 10 minutes to leave before I deal with you myself” he says and turns from her. The door slamming shut, and with it, all her past, all her future, the door of fate slamming in her face, she hugs her nude body and looks down, seeing all her stuff on the ground, and then looks up at the door and bites her lower lip till blood fills her mouth.

Inwardly screaming in anguish and sorry she slowly rummages through her stuff, finding the VB part untouched she gulps, a small consolation, at least she hadn’t lost her mother, right? Perhaps there was still some shred of hope, she still had much money of her own, in her account, she still had a chance, she had to keep on believing that, or she’d lose her mind, that she knew.

She sobs as she pulls on her uniform, she notices the symbol has torn, off, her eyes dim sadly as she strokes the black material with loving reverence and gentleness before putting it down and getting dressed quickly.

Her breathing is irate, and tears flood her eyes, anger at herself, at X, at Geki, at everything for this injustice, she couldn’t comprehend why this was happening to her, what sin had she made, perhaps in her former life, perhaps this was her Karma coming to haunt her.

She shakes the thought and ties her uniform, strapping her Katana and Kunai before looks at the window, at the dark moonless sky, and wipes the blood off her face as she shivers, the cold wind blowing against her, she was alone, alone against the world, she had no friends, no allies, nothing, and she was all alone, alone in a cruel, corrupt world.

Her long lasting fears finally becoming reality, she knew it was only a matter of time, matter of time before X’s influence would ruin her, he had pledged she would suffer for foiling his plans before, now his revenge seems to have fallen upon her like shadows when the clouds cover the sky.

** Back in Italy **

Rose throws one hand forward and sends psychic waves to throw Kyoko’s attack off course and tumbling back at her. The Chinese Psychic crosses her arms and forms a shield around herself, the silver forming metal that blocks the blades, an audible clang ensues and Kyoko grunts in effort before the shield glows and reshapes itself into fire, she then throws her hand forward and sends it sailing toward Rose.

Rose swings her shawl, the piece of cloth hitting the projectile and sending it off course, hurtling into John and sending him off his feet, he grunts and shuts his eyes, his robes being singed and the sheer momentum of the fireball forcing the air out of his lungs.

Rose then feels Lena rushing behind her, feels the Ki and psychic potential ignite in her foes spiritual core and thus turns and blocks a lightning covered fist from Lena, her respective energy clashing with the violent currents, the energies crackling and releasing a thunderous roar and shockwaves that push the other two backwards,

Rose growls and grabs Lena’s free hand with her own, the two now in a mercy hold, Rose grins and a glint of evil anticipation fills her eyes before she spins around while ripping Lena off her feet and using her power to propel her like a projectile into the mansion’s wall, the stone cracking with the force,

Lena groans in pain, luckily her power had cushioned most of the damage to her body, but the pain was aggravating, she pants and rises to her feet, her face fixed in an angry frown as she begins to focalize her energy into a dense sphere that’s pulses and grows.

Rose turns to John only to convulse in pain and growl as she feels an inhumanly strong telekinetic force grasps her as vines of green energy coil around her like ropes and tighten around her, intent of crushing her, then Kyoko causes the ground around Rose to morph into mud and cover her lower body.

Rose’s eyes glow furiously as she shivers slightly under the strain as her eyes narrow and she rips through the ropes, lashing her hands sideways and erupting into violent energy, and leaping out of the mud before it hardens into stone and remains levitating in midair on the tides of her power.

“Your efforts are futile, I have unlocked the power you have feared so much, I intend on making you feel the power I held bay for so long, the power you forced me to submit to with your betrayal. Now... I will take you all with me...on a one way ticket...straight to h*ll!” she screams and vanishes into thin air.

Meanwhile, Outside Roberto Megano’s psychic bastion, A Plateau somewhere in a rural area, Spain **

In blood they bathe, Death does not move them, pain does not stop them, they have no mercy, they have no emotion, these are the minion of Shadowlaw, as they march toward the adobe, levitating above them, their master, their creator and lord, Xavier Bison himself.

His long cape flaps behind him, his violet eyes flickering with raging energy, wisps of Ki and psychic power coiling around him as he gazes coldly at the shield around the adobe, able to see the aura of it, despite it being invisible, as well as his troops could with their cybernetic eyes, he smirks and points at the fortress.

“Stand ready…At my command!” X says, his voice echoing loudly as her focalizes his energy into one of his palms and aims it at a glowing barrier around a towering fortress.

He sneers, he could feel the dozens of psychics gazing at his horde of Cyborgs, unaware how deadly these warriors were, believing them to be human, after all they invoked no power, they were all human, once, months ago.

He then unleashes a huge amount of psychic energy, the energy roaring wildly, psychic shockwaves being sent across the area, the shield being disrupted by the shockwave just as the beam hits it and hits it steadily with deadly force, beginning to make it submit to its power. “ATTACK!” he sends his Cyborgs that hold up their firearms in ready poses, waiting for the shield to fall.

Then X stops, seeing Megano standing on the all of the fortress and looking at him, X laughs and beckons him to come forth, Megano’s eyes glow in bright yellow as he drops the shield and launches himself at X, bolting forward while surrounded by scarlet flames.

X laughs and crosses his arms, Megano’s fist hitting a barrier of psychic energy, and his power being blocked, X’s violet aura negating his fiery scarlet and vice versa. X them levitates slightly backward, Megano levitating before him, both locking eyes, scarlet with violet, cold contempt in one, sheer amusement in the other.

Down below, the psychics shoot dozens of various forms of psionic and telekinetic. Some Cyborgs are thrown back, some jolted by the attacks of elemental manifested psychic power, but most keep on coming, all shooting out from long rifles, and long beams of purple firing out of the barrels of their rifles.

Each psychic hit, screams in agony as his power is torn from the inside out, his body exploding as his Psychic power being charged by the beam and augmented too much, his or her mind being ripped by the over powerful waves, X had used their own gift as their downfall, the irony was horribly cynical and sad.

“Your father’s evil was stopped and so shall yours, the psychic kind will never bow before you monster!” he says and narrows his glowing eyes at Xavier. He ignores the massacre below, too absorbed in this rare chance to destroy the tyrant about to conquer and destroy all the council had worked for, topple over all the world’s order for his own selfish ambition.

Xavier laughs and wipes a tear of amusement, “Hardly true, and whoever said I want them to submit…?” he says and grins evilly. “Now now, that’s enough of words my dear soon to be dead psychic…why don’t you show me your power, come now, and stop me, old man, perhaps you just might succeed, hehehe” he says, with obvious sarcasm and doubtfulness.

** Back in Italy **

Yes Rose, It is time, no more mercy for these monsters, let me guide your hand, your power let me help you erase them…Vae…victus…”suffering to the conquere The voice of the evil essence sharing her body vibrates in her mind.

Rose submits to its calling, letting it’s vile and loathsome power pump through her veins, fill her core of being, diminish her soul, wipe away her emotion and turn her into it, a killer, she forfeits control of herself for only a short while, and lets the darkness, take over.

“NO! LENA!” Kyoko shouts and tries to stop Rose as she reappears behind Lena, a murderous look in her eyes, a glint of maddened bloodlust, and an inhuman glow, this was not Rose it was something else, the cold anger and hate radiated from another source, god help them, it was the essence and it seems they’re too late,

John’s eyes widen in fear and shock as he lifts a hand to intervene his power lashing forth but amazingly not being able to break through an invisible barrier, Rose’s face shows extrusion and effort to keep it up.

Lena tries to react and lift mental shields or shock Rose off her, but before she does her body seems to stop responding and she feels a searing hot hand lick against her body, the hand trails up her abdomen and stops between her breasts whereas the other had its nail dig into her temple before bright violet waves and fire spread across her body.

Rose’s power sinks into Lena’s body and liquid fire hits her, the pain is so sharp it causes Lena’s leg to buckle and body to go painfully rigid as she screams at the top of her lungs, Rose’s mental power rips through her like a tidal wave causing every nerve cluster in her body to burn with pain, insufferable pain.

Her Blood oozes down her face, to her neck and upper body, while from the center of her chest, blood oozes down her abdomen and legs. Soon the fire roars and expands around Rose in a vortex like way, Rose only keeping a somber and dark look as Lena’s clothes are ripped apart by the flames.

Her two friends watch in shock as the spectacle ends and Lena’s naked body falling limp and lifeless as Rose releases her from her psychic barrage, she had raped Lena’s mind, broken her and then locked her brain and stopped all her nerve pulses, destroying her core of being and killing her.

Rose’s eyes fix on them and a dark grin reaches her lips, an echoing tone vibrating from her throat, bombing, commanding and bone chilling “No mercy…” it says and then everything go violet as both psychics see Rose throw her hands forward.

** Meanwhile, Tokyo, Japan, **

Mei and Hwang are leaping from roof to roof, both moving in frightening unison, they had found the perfect source, and were now on their way to get him the item he had requested, odd enough it was to be stolen from none less than the USA military, how cliché the two thought with wry smirks on their features when he had told them the instructions.

They were coming close to the US Embassy, where the Japanese inventor and developer had brought the prototype to show the Americans, the two stop on the rooftop before the embassy, it was late at night, their black uniforms concealing them perfectly in the darkness.

They are perch over the building below and gaze down at it, amusing it was that the security was scarce, it was all too perfect, too easy, the take their ninja grappling hooks and hit the adjacent building’s roof.

When they are sure both ropes have good leverage they swing toward the building, stopping their crash with their feet and climbing down slowly, it would be too hard, get in, get out, the usual job, the twin ninjas becoming mercenaries for the highest bidding ever since their father’s demise at their uncle Geki’s hands.

“3rd floor…” Mei says as the climb down the ropes carefully. Once they’ve reached their target Mei stops Hwang and tangles her legs in the rope, holding her lower body tightly with the rope and turns herself upside down, peering into the window, seeing a meeting in progress and a chip on a pedestal, and people looking at slide pictures explaining it’s meaning no doubt.

She looks up “This is the place, Smoke bomb” she says and lifts an arm toward Hwang, he hands her a small cylinder of chrome and licks her lower lip under her mask, running it over the dry texture as she gulps “Keep a lookout, we dun know who’s our competition, could be the Shinobi” She says, Hwang nods

She then inhales deeply and smashes the window with her free hand, the glass shatters and the meeting stops abruptly as they turn to the window.

A boom ensues and grey smoke spreads throughout the room, Mei turns right side up and swings into the room, landing on the long table, and heading for the chip, she then blinks as she sees another shaded figure snatching it and then she sees something heading toward her and she leans sideways and something whistles by her head, missing it by mere inches.

She then gets hit by the figure as it runs and grabs onto her rope, she growls and turns toward it, ignoring the panic in the room “Bro! He’s got the chip!” She shouts in Japanese and heads for the window; she sees the Man in Shinobi uniform climbing up the rope and heads for the rope herself.

She peers up and sees the man is now battling Hwang, both clinging to the rope with one hand and trying to hit one another with the other.

However what she saw next made her blink in shock as it seemed infathomable to her; the other ninja grabbed onto Hwang’s rope and pivoted himself with his arms, hitting Hwang in the face and causing him to lose his grip, falling a few feet before catching the rope.

** Back in Italy **

John stands close to Kyoko as the panicked psychic both lift their respective shields to protect themselves. Horrible, powerful recoils of psychic power manifests itself and causes the air to vibrate and charges up with energy, the air crackling and seeming to crackle as the power suddenly stops and Rose darts forward.

John drops his shield and tries to attack, his power forming a huge telekinetic fist and flying toward Rose, the latter’s body is surrounded by violet energy, bluish strands melting in it as well before she throws her hand forward, the energy collecting into a condensed sphere that rips the fist and passes through it, all while still being connected to Rose’s power before hitting John squarely in the chest.

John gasps, but it doesn’t push him back, instead it causes him to lurch and then fly forward, Rose’s dark purple eyes remain deadly calm, John screams in fear as Rose’s grin widen and she focuses her power into her hand, opening it and sending it forward.

Kyoko attacks wildly, but she’s too late, even though she makes Rose’s ground turn to fire, it is not before Rose’s fingers and whole hand tear through the body of poor John, sinew, muscle, bone and skin ripping apart as he’s impaled against her hand, that is now procuring out of his back, stained in blood.

She then flicks it aside, sending him falling, as the fire engulfs her and causes her to scream in pain as she becomes a human torch, or at least she thinks it’s screaming. She blinks and looks shocked; Rose was laughing as the fire burns through most of her clothing, and leaves her in tattered remnants of her black dress, her skin partially burned as she chokes the flames with her power.

“Checkmate” Rose says and Kyoko gasps as a she feels her demise, too late, a the blade like projectiles of steel from before now procuring all through her body, sticking in every angle in a disgusting manner as her blood oozes through her as she gurgles and collapses to the ground, dead.

“At last…it’s done” Rose says, in her own voice, her eyes now softly glowing, her face a sad mask of guilt and pain “But…what…what have I become? What have I…what have I let myself become?” she stutters and looks at her blood covered hand.

“No…No…I…I shouldn’t…maybe I can still…” she stammers before a laugher echoes in her mind “Oh No no no no Rosie, It is far too late to regret your decision now…we are one of the same now, you cannot rid yourself of me, and I cannot rid myself of you, from now on, we both govern this body, my influence will never die…never” the psychic essence speaks to her, causing her to cry in fear, and realization, she was now more a pawn than ever before, and now she was also a monster.

Rose suddenly gasps and hunches forward before she screams and holds her temples desperately, falling to her knees, weakness, confusion, anger, pain, her mind shattering and body collapsing as a unbearable buzzing and pounding sound hits her, a torrent of power hitting her and hitting her.

She desperately cries out for the pain to stop, trying to stop the pounding and red haze from shrouding her, trying to battle the weakness, weariness and confusion before her body locks down and pain hits her with vengeance and her scream is caught in her throat and her body falls, her screams inaudible and an unspoken horror before her eyes, before they roll backward, shock and pain apparent on them a moment earlier before she hits the ground, unconscious

** Back in the Plateau Spain **

“Die…” Megano growls and launches himself at X, throwing a kick at the psychic, X grabs deflects his kick and grabs him by the collar before using his power to control Megano’s levitation and toss him down to the earth.

Megano tries to fly up, but X’s power blocks him, and with gravities pull and the power of inertia he is unable to and is forced against the ground hard, leaving a crater and grunting in pain, he had at least cushioned his fall with his power, but the pain was unsettling and had stolen the air from his lungs.

X lands before him lightly, gracefully and with a smug look on his face, “First blood” X says and points at the blood oozing from Megano’s arm, scraped from the impact “It won’t be the last, c’mon, let’s rumble as they say” he says and grins.

Megano didn’t need to be told twice; he leaps to his feet and catapults himself at X, intent on plowing him through.

X is ready and dodges his punch, and blocks his follow up kick, only to have Megano leap impossibly and twist in midair, with the help of his power defying gravity and spinning himself, his leg aimed at X’s chin, his foot covered in fire.

X summons his power and shields his hand with psychic power, soon after he grabs his foot and pushes him back while adding a psychic wave, the air being pushed and hitting Megano’s back and sending him tumbling forth to a heap on the floor.

X stands steady as Megano turns after climbing to his feet and crosses his arms, fire coiling around him, manifesting into the shape of many tentacles and lashing at X. X teleports out of the way and reforms behind Megano, hitting his lower back with a punch before letting him turn around.

X’s fist erupts in flames as he leans forward, pushing all the weight of his body with the axe like punch, psychic power engulfing his fist, coiling around his knuckles and igniting into a flash of violet, hitting the Spanish psychic like a battering ram and sending him crashing on his back, a good 10 feet away.

** Back in Tokyo **

She growls and leaps for the free rope, climbing up quickly as the man looked down at them both, cold brown eyes, peering through a black mask, the shape of the cut a v- signaling high status in Shinobi hierarchy, second to only Geki.

Mei and Hwang gulped and scurried for the opening as he cut the rope, they managed in the last moment to leap through the window as the ropes fell forth and the Ninja climbed up toward the roof.

“Mei! Get to the stairs and stall him, I’ll climb up the pipeline and surprise him” Hwang says, She nods and rushes for the stairs, ignoring people who gasps as she passes, pushing them back, security were probably going to follow them, but if all went well they’d never catch them,

Hwang leaps out the most southwestern window and clings onto a long pipe and begins climbing, he looks up and sees the ninja climbing above him, reaching the roof, he probably had a rope of his own, Hwang hoped Mei would get there in time before he got an idea, her suddenly grabbed a ninja star and tossed it up, hitting the ninja’s pouch just as he reaches the roof, the ninja blinks as the pouch is torn open. Hwang grins and catches the chip, between the many bombs of smoke and shocking explosions, spotting it barely and grinning as he tucks it into his own left pouch.

He then climbs up the rope as he hears grunts of pain and dialect in Japanese, then blades hitting one another and gasps of pain, female gasps of pain and his eyes widen, “MEI!” he says as he leaps to the roof and prepares to help his sibling only to find her pressed against the Shinobi a Kunai to her throat.

“Give me the chip, or the woman dies,” he says, in calm and cold Japanese.

“You’ll kill her anyway you piece of filth, tell you what...swear by the oath of Shinobi and I'll consider not breaking it,” Hwang says coldly; knowing that the sacred oath the only thing Shinobi would forfeit anything for, honor, duty and life.

He grunts and nods “So be it, I swear by the oath of the Shinobi, now the chip” he says and cuts some of the skin on Mei’s neck to stress his point and seriousness, the skin breaking and crimson falling down her neck. Hwang grabs his right pouch and lowers his head, looking defeated.

He catches it and opens it with his free hand, nodding and kicking Mei forward before dropping a smoke bomb and vanishing, when the wind clears the smoke, Mei sighs and holds her abdomen, some crimson staining her hand before she collapses against him tiredly.

“I’m sorry bro…he was too good…” she says weakly, Hwang brushes her hair and smiles “It’s ok Sis, dun worry, I got the chip, I gave him the fake that thing gave us, we still won” he says and grins, she gives him a weak grin and holds onto him, he scoops her into his arms and grabs the free rope, before moving to once more traverse the roofs, their info had been secured, soon they would have her.

** Back in the Plateau, Spain **

This battle was extremely satisfactory, nothing this psychic could do would surprise him, his father had left him in depth battle tactics of each of the council, he himself had trained with their mentors, he himself had sparred with them, he knew their strengths and weaknesses and Xavier had enough time to study and know any of them, thus Megano was extremely at a disadvantage point.

Megano growls and surrounds his limbs with flames before launching himself forward. X’s eyes glow once in a flash and he readies himself, Megano moves at impossible speed and pace and all by materializes before X and hits him with a punch, he then elbows him, X lurching forward, holding his gut.

Megano them steps forward lifts his foot, kicking X’s chin, miss. He throws a punch, blocked, he sends an impossibly fast, X blocks it with his hand, Punch after punch, kick after Kick, X’s seems to read him like a book, anticipating his moves and retaliating to each opening with horrid precision and power.

Finally X blocks a punch, the panting and battered Megano, and grabs Megano from around the neck and lifts him with ease, leaving him suspended in midair and turning him to see the massacre that had happened behind them, X’s troops tearing the psychics apart, as Richter had warned him would happen.

Megano pales and gulps weakly, looking at the carnage of his people being slaughtered, the poor psychics being ripped apart, this wasn’t supposed to happen, the Cyborgs are resilient and immune to mental dominion, their hides seem impenetrable psychic blasts, telekinesis was rarely useful and blows were dodged and blocked with ease, something was terribly wrong, too many psychics were dead, too little Cyborgs shared that fate, they had been fooled, fooled all along by X’s charade, he was much.

X and presses his fingers into Megano’s neck, the air being deprived of the psychics lungs, fire burning through his chest, pain hurtling through him, dizziness and weakness, he hits X’s forearms in an in vain attempt to break the choke hold.

“Before you die Megano, just wanted you to know, the council has fallen, You’ve lost” X says, Megano’s eyes widen and that’s the last expression left on his face as X lets his finger erupt into psycho powered fire, Megano’s spine being destroyed from the inside, the nerves and flesh within exploding under the torrent of furious energy.

Megano dies immediately, with extreme pain, and X drops him to the ground, He signals his troops to withdraw, the Cyborgs answer his call and X grins suddenly, a mental message from one of his underlings rushing through him, his eyes light up with glee and he laughs as he melts into thin air.