The Mythological Phenomena Department

The Mythological Phenomena Department (M.P.D) is a scientific venture Agency dedicated to the understanding of any abnormal phenomena in the relation to Mythos and Hyper/Superhumans. They practice a more humanitarian and unbiased method of Containment, and are known to be the most 'clean' Agency to register with. They specialize in scientific research regarding weapons, defense, and containment methods, as well as being an Agency known for promoting understanding and logical approaches to the 'Mythos Problem'.

The Department
Whatever Ayakashi was expecting, he did not expect what found when he arrived at the M.P.D. Headquarters. A large university like building sprawls out in front of him, no flat out obvious measures of security seem to be in place. Upon arriving on the grounds, a group of thirty security personal arrive to greet him. One of them, a captain, looks Ayakashi over for a moment.

"You're the visitor from M.C.C.P?" He asks in a strict, but non hostile tone.

Ayakasi: I am, sir.

The captain nods. "I see then, Mr. Issac doesn't like to be kept waiting. Come with me." The captain leads him inside, and the interior only seems to reinforce the university or college feel, rather than a containment facility or a Mythic test lab. Everything seems surprisingly open and not hidden.

Ayakashi: Clean place you got here.

"This place ain't all roses and smiles either. Under the facility there is a large labortory and below even that, there's a containment facility for the... ...uncooperative ones. If the bill is passed, this Agency will probably be the most fair of the lot to sign up for. At least the most clean. They're more interested in subjects they don't have good information on, so if you're a Myth with some special power, they'd probably take a shining to ya. I don't know specifics, but from what I understand, you could drop a nuclear warhead on this facility and it wouldn't dent the defenses of the facilities below. What this Agency lacks in numbers, it has a surplus of brilliant minds."

The captain leads Ayakashi to an elevator, after they reach the top, they appear to be in an office sector. At the end of the hall, there is a sign that says, 'Director and Head Scientist, Issac Kurk'.

"He's waiting inside. Don't worry, he doesn't bite. But he is a bit off." Ayakashi: So is The Admin. but then again, that's an understatement. *enters the office*

Upon entering, he sees a complicatedly messy large office, with a blonde haired brown eyed man working diligently. Without even looking up, he takes a yardstick and taps a rather comfortable chair.

"Sit down, it's softer, and I'm not deaf in that ear." He says shortly.

Ayakashi: Something a great man named Willy Wonka once said. *sits in the chair* I was told you had questions for me, sir?

"Correcto. Also, it's Issac, not 'Sir'. The only people who say 'Sir' are the people begging for their job after I catch them eating ice cream when they're supposed to be giving lectures. I don't pay those old geezers to sit there and eat ice cream. I pay them to be professors and teach, racism be damned.

Now, tell me in exquisite detail your encounter with Inga. Mannerisims, behavior, how she moved, habits, anything. She's a top class interest at this facility and I'm personally interested in her case. Namely how a mere human can be born with what is estentially a logical form of omnipotence, minus being omnipotent." He says in an impatient voice, snapping his fingers immediately after finishing speaking, as though to say, 'hurry up'.

Ayakashi: As far as I know half her moves were improvised and the other half planned, so she was abit hesitant to act with messing herself up, so she was rather thorough. Another I find personally, is that she feels that she is abit clingy to family. Overall she looked calm but I felt her unease, as if trying to fly under the radar before and even after she had made herself known, but I can also see she relies to much on her own abilities, cause even after she had escaped us twice, she did not return from where she came, but she still continued to look over her shoulder. She holds a grudge a against us for the hunt. She is temperamental aswell as to be so rash to throw meteors at things when I told her no harm would come to her. So that also leaves room for her being somewhat mentally insecure.

Issac tsks. "The thing about someone like Inga, if I've read my research well enough, is that what may seem like plain old random moves, is actually always a coordinated plan. With the ability to see far in advance what anyone is going to do, not only is Inga not rash, but is actually according to theory, a master tactician. How exactly did she use her powers, offensive or defensive?

As for the grudge, that would make sense, considering the incidents have been repeatedly M.C.C.P. and other Agencies being attacked or involved. But like I said, what may seem rash to you is probably a calculated move. Causality users have to know the cause and effect of any action. As far as I'm aware. If that is the case, don't you think that the whole time, it was you who were being rash, considering your target? If someone can tell what you're going to do and what effects it will have, they could completely decimate your offensive.

But... I don't think it's perfect. Her defenses I mean. Don't you think it's strange how she didn't just didn't stop the events from happening? Like simply undoing the soldiers coming before they even came? Or you for that matter. If she had a perfect system, she could effectively counter any offensive before it began. Don't you think so?"

Ayakashi: I believe she knew what would become of any action, then why did she come here despite the trouble her presence would cause? For me, she can be the smartest tactician in the universe, but that doesn't mean she thinks things threw they you she does. That's something called 'carelessness', but like I said before, she relies too much on her powers. Also I feel like you know more than I do about your target, and you weren't even out there, nor were you recording it, cuase if you were, you would've known what to do and I wouldn't be here.

"The investigation of Inga Kankei and the power of Causality has been ongoing since the War started, kid. She's kinda big game. You know about Exima? She's probably more dangerous than him. I'm not the only one who's been studying this. I'm lucky to have gotten my hands on the information that I know. However the knowledge we have on Inga is limited at best. We don't know how she thinks, plans, or her weaknesses. I'm largely projecting you see. We know what Causality is, it's just we don't know how it works. If we did, I would have gotten the girl by now.

With something as lethal as her power, she only needs to react, to think. ...That's a thought... ...anyway. You didn't answer the question about what specific moves she did. She had to have been doing some manner of attack."

Ayakashi: She was defensive more than she was offensive.

"Interesting. Out of curiosity, was she always looking at you?"

Ayakashi: For all I know, she could've been doing that then, now, and later.

Issac flashes him an irritated look. "I mean, physically, was she constantly looking in your direction?"

Ayakashi: Yes. Probably to see if I would sniff her out and bring her in.

"...I see. And yes, you can smack him now, Clare." The hard end of a heavy book smashes him in the head, his assailant a woman in a black business suit with white gloves, white hair, and turquoise eyes. She looks at him with contempt, then walks to Issac's side.

"Oh, sorry. This is Clare Kurk, my secretary. She's my cousin. And she hates Myths. She's brilliant, but was going to waste her talents on cooking school. I could not stand that for a moment, so I arranged for her to be enrolled as an Agent. Now not only is she becoming a genius, she's also incredibly strong too, one of my best Enforcers. Oh, and sorry about the book. I was afraid she was going to pull a switchblade on you or something. She's got... ...temper problems."

Ayakashi: It will take more than a book. If I weren't a weapon for an agency, especially as strict as the one I work, I would've torn her to bits the moment that book touches the surface of my skin. So that must be some raw contempt, almost like Exima contempt, only less controlled.

"Well, you're just lucky she's not allowed to be armed while off duty. It's more like stress relief. Also, if you did kill her, you would be joining her in the after life very soon, might I just say. Don't blame her though, her upbringing was... tragic, and we'll leave it at that.

Though honestly, Clare can hold her own with some of the best of em'. She may be human, but I can promise you, this Agency's humans have perks. Some pretty big ones. I'll leave it at that."

Issac thinks for a moment. "*sigh* In any case, you are free to go. If you would LIKE to look around, you may, though Clare must escort you."

Clare glares at him. "Why should I have to walk the animals?"

Issac gives her a cool look. "Clare, I swear I'll modify you again."

She narrows her eyes. "You wouldn't dare..."

Issac has a smirk. "I wouldn't huh? Well, watch yourself for the next week."

She reluctantly looks at Ayakashi. "...I am told to give you a tour of the facility, if you so wish to linger." She says in an irritated flat tone.

Ayakashi: Sure thing. If it postpones me from having to scolded before The Admin. before I get back.

"This is revenge for the book, isn't it?" She grumbles.

Issac has a mischievous smile. "Have fun, kiddies." He says as they walk out.

Ayakashi: You can start showing me from this floor, up.

"Up is the Board of Director's area. No admittance," She says dully. "I doubt you would want to be on this floor either, it's full of just offices. The floor below us is the General Public Education Center, it is aimed at enlightenment regarding Myths and to create more understanding of what the Myths actually are. It has some interest value." She says as she walks. Were it not for her strict and open dislike tightening her expression, Clare would actually be more lovely in appearance.

Ayakashi: It's obvious what we are. Just monsters from children stories.

Clare rolls her eyes. "No you're not. Dragons have been cited in the Bible, not to mention I very much doubt children would come up with the idea of Dryads. I'm pretty sure that was the fault of some desperate men wanting a lovely lady. Though who knows? One thing is for sure though, don't even start with the degrading self crap, it's my job to do that, not you. You go on and just be your good natural self, you know, the kind that eats children and kills innocent civilians for sport.

We also have the Mythos Education Wing. Like we need beasts to know how to count to ten..." She mutters. "Oi, Clare. Quit the bad talk. He's our guest. Do I need to report you to Issac about bad behavior? You know what he's going to do if you disobey him again, right?"

Clare rolls her eyes. "Oh, you. Simon, mind your own business." She addresses a man with white hair and grey eyes. He wears a white vest with a long black jacket with orange designs on the ends. He wields a large spear or javelin type weapon. He appears to be human, but rather strong, as the javelin is heavy looking. He eyes Ayakashi with a neutral gaze.

"I'm Officer Simon Lee Johnson. Simon for short. Another of the Enforcers here. However, I follow regulations. All officers are to be impartial..."

"...In all manner of on duty operations. Which, does not count when I'm working my main job, Simon."

Simon just shakes his head. "She's really a good person, once you can get past her prickly attitude."

Ayakashi: Sounds like you'll need a jack-hammer to get through that wall. Maybe even something stronger than that.

Simon begins to walk off. "Behave, Clare. You know, considering the modification Issac did to you as punishment for your past behavior, you should really tone it down. Take care." He walks out of sight.

Clare watches him go, then rubs her temples. "Anything I've described of interest, or are you going to keep wasting my time?"

Ayakashi: Do you have like a training room of sorts?

Clare looks at him. "Well yes, in the Facility. You're not one of our agents, so no. Definitely not allowed."

Ayakashi: I know. Just wanted to see if you had one.

"Well, we do. We have a gymnasium, but it's not for combat training." She adds.

Ayakashi: Then just for regular exercise then?

"Yes, that's right. Why, do you want to go there? As long as you don't break any of the equipment with super strength or something, I don't see why that wouldn't be allowed."

Ayakashi: Please, I wouldn't break if I couldn't pay for it.

"Well, if you want to, it's down this hall." She points to the far end of the hallway. "I am sure you're at least somewhat capable of finding the way out on your own, or are you going to need me to take you out? If not, I need to catch up to work."

Ayakashi: You go ahead, I'll find my way around. *begins to makes his way down the hallway, then stops and turns and walks the other way* On second thought, I need to get back to the facility. There are more things that need to be done and the talk is over. I'll be on my way. Thanks for the tour *walks out of the building*

After he leaves...

"Secretary Clare, please report to my office, now. I have some things I want to discuss with you."

Clare rolls her eyes, then makes her way back to Issac's office, and sees the rest of the Enforcers.

"What's the occasion?"

Issac looks at her calmly. "We're going on a hunt for the witch of causality, Inga Kankei."

Phone rings

His face looks exasperated. "One second..." He picks the phone up and makes his trademark double tap.

"Can I help you sir? Was about to debrief for a mission. Is this important?"

The President: Yes it is. I have called to inquire that all agencies are to cease any form mythic containing activity as of now. Due to recent events, Neo Pangea and its defenses are allying itself with the Admonition to fight back against the organization responsible for the near destruction of our dear nation. I repeat: You are to cease any mythic containing activity as of now. That is all. *hangs up*

Issac remains silent, holding the phone in a tight grip. "Oh you did not just do that you little... ....ffffffff....."

"He hung up on you again?"

Issac's eye twitches. "Oh, yes he did... *cough* well, only one thing to dooooooo...." He casually starts typing on a computer.

The President's Office...

An email pops up on his computer screen with a: ":D" in the message box. As he watches, hundreds of the emails begin popping up in seconds, until his computer crashes. When it reboots, the following message says:

"Next time, don't hang up."

The computer has no further issues.

An email pops up on his computer saying: ''I'll stop hanging up when you become President of The Nation. P.S. I have a laptop too.''

"Ok Captain Rude" Is his response.

He turns to his gathered agents. "Well, good news and bad news. Bad news is, we're not to go hunting Myths. The good news is: he said nothing about criminals or hyperhumans. So, in other news, we're still a go on the operation."

"You do know he's going to get mad at you..." Clare mumbles.

"Yes, but considering I keep out of the red, have not been responsible for questionable morality related experiments, and mostly do what I'm told, he ain't got much to complain about. Besides, it's a matter of public security and research. Now here's my thesis..." He begins to explain the current information as well as strategy to deal with Inga, but shuts off all electronics just in case a tap or wire is in the room, to avoid any prying eyes.

The Hunt
Clare and Simon get off of a boat, somewhere in the northern territories. They stand by the entrance to the docks, waiting for the other members who would be joining them... specifically, the one they refer to as the Weapon Agent. The agent in question had earned the name, due to him being one of the strongest Myth Enforcers in the employ of the M.P.D.

"When's he going to get here?" Clare asks Simon in annoyance.

"Last I heard, he was bringing a new recruit."

"Great, last thing I need is a newbie messing up this operation." Clare says sourly. A paper airplane bonks Clare in the head.

"What the- where did this come from?" Out of curiosity, she opens it to find a message saying, 'We're here.'

She looks off in the direction of the plane's trajectory to find a man with long green hair and ice blue eyes and a tux and light brown tie, wearing a soft smile. He has a notepad in his hands, which have white gloves. He quickly scrawls a message and throws another plane. This one reads:

"I am Lux R. Sigel. Doctor Lux, Director Lux, which ever suits you best. I bring a new recruit who will be joining us today."

A figure wearing a tengu crow mask with ragged and dirty clothes with crow wings coming out from his back appears from the shadows of the plane.

The doctor looks at him, then back at the others a few times, before making a quiet sigh. He takes out a device and starts typing, and a robotic voice soon says, "Would you please mind introducing yourself? Also, didn't I tell you to get some decent clothing?"

Clare looks at the figure cautiously. "...Who, or what is that?"

The doctor tsks. "The new recruit. ....If he would gladly speak, it would be appreciated." He types.

''The figure removes the mask and reveals a handsome man with brown hair. The mans simply smiles and waves.'' 'Go-ni-chi-wa', fellow enforcers! My name is Torikkumasutā. *puts his mask back on* And your names are?

Simon looks him over for a moment. "Officer Simon Lee Johnson of 1st Division. My partner is one of the Elites, Clare Kurk. From what I gather, you're a Myth right?"

Torikkumasutā: Yulp. Sure am. Yokai-Tengu class. A crow tengu to be precise, not those long-nosed looking fools like the rest. Nice to meet you, partners. *puts his hands out for a hand shake*

Simon takes the hand readily. "Please to meet you, but I'll warn you Tor- ....Can I just call you Tori? You have a really long name, no offense. Also, you'll have to forgive Clare. ...She's racist against Myths, she only puts up with them long enough to work with them. Don't expect her to warm up to you."

Doctor Lux types again. "Well it's unfortunate that is the case, as Mr. Torikkumasuta is the replacement partner for Miss Clare. He's being transferred from my Division, he lives closer to the First Division than the Second, so it's easier on us and him for him to be assigned here."

Clare's face seems to fall with his words slightly.

"...."

"A problem?" The Doctor asks, the way he responds somehow conveys aggravation.

"...No sir."

Torikkumasutā: I am not particularly here to make friends, but to do a job. If she does not require me to be around her, I will respect her space and steer clear of it.

"Issac and I expect you to get along. Your job requires you to trust, respect, and cooperate with your partner, regardless of opinion. This mission in particular is of high importance to the M.P.D, so you'd better put aside differences." He sternly replies with his machine.

Clare looks like she wants to protest, but doesn't. "...Understood sir. I will... ...try my best."

"Good. Start by standing next to each other."

She reluctantly stands next to Tori.

"Alright then, so you are aware, we will probably have one or two more agents joining us today, so please wait a little longer." The Doctor nods with approval.

Torikkumasutā: Sure thing, Mr. Lux

Clare stands silently for a while, before eventually looking at the Tengu. "What's your story?" She asks reluctantly.

Torikkumasutā: Not much. My mom tried to eat me before I had hatched, but my father stopped her. They were in a tight space for business. My father owned a fruit stand and everyone loved my father. He was a people person and I would always be proud to be his son, but as I grew, I started gaining new interests, such as what is happening on earth and traveling to new sights, plus my family isn't doing well financially anymore, due to my parents growing old. Father paralyzed and my mother has arthritis in the arms. I do this job for the sake of providing for them. But before I could come here, I needed the proper training and on my travels, I encountered the Scyther, a master of the arcane arts. He trained me for 'round about a year in the Way of the Arcane, that and my twin tanto katanas. Now I'm here to support my family, while at the same time fulfilling my ambitions and while helping M.P.D fulfill theirs.

Clare thinks for a moment. "Sounds like you've got some good training. Glad to know that my partner isn't incompetent."

Torikkumasutā: What of your story then? Assuming you're in the mood to tell me.

"Hmmph."

After a while of waiting though, a slight slip of her attitude seems to occur.

"I'll tell you, but I don't want any pity. If you monsters could have emotions, that is. Got it?"

Torikkumasutā: Sure thing, partner.

"...I am the cousin of the First Division's leader and head of the entire Department, Issac. But before I was a part of the organization, I lived with my parents. Five years ago, a Myth entered our home and killed my parents. He then came after me, I tried to hide in my closet, but he found me anyway. When I ran away, he called out to me with my name. I didn't want to stay in that house. I wanted to run. Get away from my parent's killer. Yet he had this beautiful gentle aura, it intoxicated my mind and bewitched me into a peaceful state of mind, it took away all my strength and will to fight.

When he thoroughly had bewitched my mind, he revealed his true self, a vile being with strange angel like wings. He was black as oil, had a shiny skin like it too. There was... some kind of tail which he stung me with, and afterwards he released me from the aura and allowed me to run, but he followed. He was playing cat and mouse. This continued for several minutes, until to my horror, I began to change. He had infected me, you see, with a power to become a Myth. To my horror, I was becoming a... thing like him. ...If it wasn't for my cousin... ...I don't know what would have happened. But since then I've been with the D.M.P. Issac refuses to let me live my own life, he keeps me at the facility.

....And every year since the incident, it takes less time for a Mythic Transformation to occur. It mainly happens in fights with a Myth, if it weren't for my control collar, I'd probably start morphing on sight with a Myth."

"...The Virus Incident. We've not heard of such a power. To this day, Agent Tori, Clare's case has been a top priority. We haven't told any other Agency this incident happened. If they did, they're probably sieze Clare and try to find out for themselves about the Westlake Virus. From what we can tell, it a Variante." Doctor Lux speaks up with his device.

Torikkumasutā: Variantes, the morphing shadows. Did you know their bodies are far more malleable than any Myth on the planet naturally? Well actually...you might already know that...nevermind.

Simon facepalms as Clare's face tightens. "Well, cue the death threats..." Clare's eyes instead whip toward Simon. "Hey, quiet. I don't need you to give me a reputation."

"That's true, her reputation speaks for herself," A girl's voice speaks out. The group turns to see a girl with bluish black hair and an officer's uniform, with a katana strapped to her back.

"I'm Isa A. Lee, Secondary Officer of First Division. Oh, and this charming fellow is my partner, we named him Leo. He's a Junior Officer, like you, Tori. Behavior problems, not so much ability issues."

The blond haired man with cat ears scowls. Unlike the other officers, he's not taken any effort to go in a uniform. Blazing gold eyes size Tori up.

"Sup, birdy?" He jeers, earning a swift smack from Isa.

"Ow! I told you to stop smacking me like that!"

"I told you to stop being rude, you'll never get anywhere like that." Torikkumasutā: No need. I am basically a birdman if you think my physiology. I mean come on, I'm wearing a katasaru mask for goodness sake. Couldn't be more obivous.

"Spare the rod, spoil the child."

"HEY!" Leo retorts with a snarl.

"You going to deny it? Then stop acting like one."

"Tch..."

"Anyway, we're here, so what's the mission? It's not usual that a full Enforcement Squad is called out. What's the occasion?"

Doctor Lux starts typing.

"Today's mission is the capture of Inga Kankei, authorized by Director Issac Kurk. You will receive a telepathic message concerning your role in this joint operation."

''Clare, Tori. You will be the first pair leading the assault on the Dread Witch. Understand that the Witch has the power of Causality, so beware going in big. Your role is distraction, while our main offensive sets the stage. If we do this right, Inga won't even be aware of what's happening to her until she has already been subdued. We're hoping to do this quietly. Don't disclose any strategy or your role to anyone other than your partner. Do what you feel is nessisary, but do not stay longer than needed. Each team is to pull out once I specifically instruct them to. Understood?''

His voice comes across in their minds as an equally robotic tone as his device.

I understand, Director Lux.

Torikkumasutā: Yes sir, Mr. Lux.

''Alright everyone. You've gotten your orders. We'll be flying overhead to the target, who was sighted recently in this city. Once we've found her, you will be sky diving down to a nearby location. ''

Everyone, proceed to the plane.

Torikkumasutā: *boards the plane first*

Clare and the others join him, and begin preparing. Clare is seen strapping on body armor and selecting what look like experimental weaponry.

Torikkumasutā: *simply meditates as a light outlines his body*

As the others begin their preperations, the plane takes off and after a while, begins to circle the city. A tense few moments go by, with no signs of the target. Finally, the Doctor indicates a person walking through the empty streets, the sun has only just risen, and most people are still sleeping.

"Our target, Inga Kankei, the Witch of Causality. Pink hair and eyes. Like we were informed of. Clare, Tori, make your way to her after sky diving to the adjacent city block. We don't want her to see you. Not until you're on the ground."

Clare sighs. "I hate sky diving... ...wait, why doesn't my uniform have a parachute?"

The doctor smiles. "Ol' Issac gave you wings a few days ago."

"What?" Clare growls sharply.

Torikkumasutā: Parachutes? Hmmm... they sound bland and safe. *opens the hatch and is launched out into the sky above the city*

"Reckless idiot."

"Off you go now," The doctor playfully pushes Clare out, she tumbles and flails about for a few minutes, before glowing blue wings rip out of her back into being, slowing her descent.

It takes her a moment to relax, however. "I hate when people modify me without telling me..." She grumbles, slowly attempting to control her wings.

Torikkumasutā: *lands in an alley and adjust his mask*

Clare ends up landing in a tree, and gets her wings caught in branches, and starts struggling.

"Oh of all the...!" She grunts, then gives up after a minute or so.

Torikkumasutā: Now to lower suspicion. *takes off his mask and clothes until he's only wearing his sumo underwear and pulls out a Chinese sitar* Torikkutime. *puts his mask back on and heads out into the streets*

"Oi! Help me get down from here!" She snaps. "And put your clothes back on!!!"

Torikkumasutā: *looks up into the tree* Oh, hey partner! *waves* Do you like what you see? *does a model pose*

Her face burns scarlet for a moment, and a knife impales itself in his mask, the blade stoping just short of his eye.

"Put your clothes on and help me out of this tree already! What if someone sees you like that?!"

Torikkumasutā: Come now, partner. No need to point knives at each other (unless ordered to). Then they'll be speechless cause they'll be to busy marveling at my body or look at me oddly. They'll see me as some foreign weirdo entertainer. I'll blend right in. Well...more or less, but they won't suspect much of me.

She gives him a pointed look. "And everyone sees wierd people wearing masks and cloaks these days too. You're a public officer, you don't need to blend in, except in recon. This isn't recon. Plus looking at you like that is weird ok, so put the damn clothes on!"

The wings, still snagged on the branches, are starting to get pulled to the point it's starting to hurt her.

"Ow ow ow!"

Torikkumasutā: It's called 'stealth'. The less she knows, the better chance we have. I am to keep and eye on her without her suspecting she is being watched or followed. Cause if we watch her from the shadows or the rooftops, she's gonna get the feeling she's being followed, thus, putting her guard up. We want to surprise her as possible. The more she's off guard, the better chance we can bring her in. My blending in will only keep her guard down even more. One moment longer. Whether it's recon or not, a mission is a mission. You must succeed in any means necessary. *kicks the tree from the base and Clare falls to the ground* You hanging in a tree for one would cause her to be suspicious. *turns and walks away* You watch her the way you do, and I'll be watching her from the crowd like a hawk...or like a crow for that matter.

"...Ow! ...Geez, why did I get landed with the newbie? And a MYTH on top of it... great... You know, it's also called TEAMWORK!"

She catches up and grabs him.

"We aren't the capture force. Obviously, there seems to be an underlying plan the Doctor came up with, and he's sending us in waves. Put your clothes on and get ready to engage, that's an order, junior officer Tori. Plus, no sane person runs around naked like that, not to mention there's no crowd right now, it's just now sunrise. People are still sleeping. We still have to find her, so some caution is nessisary. And if you think you can back talk me, remember who is the Elite, and who is the guy just starting out in this Division. Now come on, we have a witch to fight."

She cocks her guns and loads them, then peeks out at the streets. "Not over here, good. Let's go."

Torikkumasutā: It's ok, my sitar. We'll play another day. *puts his clothes back on and follows behind her*

They carefully look over various alleys, and then eventually after stepping out into another main street, they hear a tap of feet as someone lands on the ground behind them.

"It seems the Agencies really are are trying to try my patience." A soft woman's voice speaks up.

Torikkumasutā: Oh look, she found us. Probably shouldn't have be walking out in the open like we did.

"I knew you were here the moment you landed. You removing your clothing drew my attention immediately."

"We were looking for her anyway, what does it matter?" She turns, to see a girl with pink hair and eyes.

"Wha? Well, I guess appearances aren't everything, aren't they, Dread Witch?" She says as she points her guns at the witch.

Torikkumasutā: Not every witch has to have warts on her face or have a crooked nose. And I doubt gns will do any good, that or their not ordinary guns.

Clare notices the witch is observing their weapons, as though analyzing unseen data.

"Huh... like the boss implied."

Torikkumasutā: Could you blame her? Who wouldn't study their opponent's arsenal?

"She isn't just studying the arsenal... She's observing our future moves..."

Torikkumasutā: Hm. I feel like their should've been a better plan than us confronting her head-on.

"Too late now, eh? Shut up and let's get started." She fires a burst of energy from her gun, and Inga dodges with surprising speed, but makes no counter attack, and Clare continues the attack.

Torikkumasutā: *shrugs and his body glows a darkish blue. He rushes Inga and throws a series of kicks and punches at mach speed, but can't manage to touch her until one of his punches manages slide past her face*

She ducks past the last punch and slides in toward him, then manuvers off to one side, and when he turns to face her, he feels a sharp cut on his cheek, and he realizes she's stolen his katana.

Torikkumasutā: *licks the blood off his cheek* Huh..I imagined my blood to be alot sweeter...eh, whatever...*pulls out his other katana*

Inga leaps back as a grenade lands near her, then rolls away from a series of beam shots from Clare. Inga scales up a building, coming to a rest on top of the roof. She looks at Clare intently.

''More to this one than is let on... there is a seed of corruption, one she violently detests... if I made it grow, her mind would collapse and allow me to dominate her. The other...''

Her eyes rest on him, analyzing him.

Torikkumasutā: Hm. Might need to ask her for my katana back.

A few arcane glyphs begin appearing around Inga, and they begin to fling themselves at Tori, exploding on impact with any physical object.

Torikkumasutā: *raises his hand at the glyphs and they circle around him. The glyphs turns into darts and begin to fling themselves back at Inga*

Inga makes a shield of glass, which deflects the darts before shattering.

Torikkumasutā: Now that I've found you. Would you be so kindly as to return my katana? Assuming you are kind.

"No, I rather think I'll hold on to it, thanks for the present." She says with a coy, mocking smile.

Torikkumasutā: Eh. I know spells. I can just conjure up a new one. Go ahead, keep it. your welcome.

Without warning, a fireball detonates right on him, blowing him into a building.

"So do I. Only I cast more or less in an instant." She ducks from a punch from Clare, then repeatedly dodges a volley of them.

"You have a lot of bitterness in you. You're human, but only just. Something holds your infection back, doesn't it?"

Clare flinches and in that moment of weakness Inga delivers a nasty blow to Clare's stomach, and she crashes into a wall.

''She knows even that? That ability is just wrong...''

Torikkumasutā: *is about to dive bomb Inga*

She jumps up to him and with a wind enhanced kick, smashes him into Clare, who just recovered from the impact.

"OW!" She yelps.

Clare realizes that it's just Torikkumasutā's clothes but not Torikkumasutā.

Torikkumasutā: *comes up from behind Inga and pegs her in the back of the neck with the heel of his foot, making her hit the ground. He lands on top of her with a great crash* Ta-da! *steps off Inga* If you plan on shooting her, now's the time partner.

Just as he lands, she disappears and they suddenly exchange places, him on the ground and her standing unaffected, just as Clare shoots him in the lung.

Inga teleports back up to the rooftop.

"Silly fool."

Torikkumasutā: *is right behind her* No. I'm Torikkumasutā.

Inga claps her hands together, and a hurricane level wind flattens several whole city blocks and blows them away.

As Inga dusts herself off, she is suddenly impaled by a massive spear, Simon standing behind her.

"...More...?" Inga coughs up blood, gasping.

"I slipped in while you were distracted with the two of them."

"I see... no wonder, they were just the distraction." She pulls herself free of his weapon with a gasp, teleporting to the other end of the blast zone.

Simon helps the two to their feet.

"You two alright?" He asks.

Torikkumasutā: *laughs* Terrific! *brushes himself off*

Simon nods, then sprints after Inga, to her amazement, he closes the distance in mere moments and suddenly smashes her into a building before she can react to his speed, leaving her stunned for a moment, before pulling out of the wall and dodging just in time as Simon stabs the area she just was.

''He's fast... almost too fast...!''

Torikkumasutā: So we just leave it up to him then?

Clare looks at the shot wound. "You ok? Sorry that I shot at you partner. As for the question, we should try and help however we can. We don't know what she'll do next."

Torikkumasutā: *looks at Clare all confused* What shot? *looks at his bleeding chest* You mean this one?

"Umm, you didn't notice you got shot?"

Torikkumasutā: I was to busy trying to distract the target, if she wasn't already distracted enough. *strokes his hair back, noting to his body*

Clare smacks his mask. "We got more important things to do than worry about your looks. And did you take your clothes off again?! What are you trying to do, be a perv and a monster?"

Torikkumasutā: It's called self-esteem. Besides, positivity is healthy for the heart and mind. Also, monsters go 'Roar!' I go 'Wheeee!' As for a perv...what is that? Does it have something to do with my body?

"...You know, I would say something about that, but I'm not." She says as a massive fireball nearly strikes them.

Inga has stepped up her attacks, launching fireballs and various spells, lighting, wind, fire, earth, the elements are all flying as she battles with Simon, having some difficulty holding him off with his speed.

Torikkumasutā: Heh. Look at 'em go! I can literally see blurs! Ah it hurts my eyes just to watch!...Ow!

Inga scowls as she gets laceriated off and on by Simon's blades, then finally creates a shockwave and repels him. She puts her hands to the ground, and a massive summoning circle forms.

Torikkumasutā: Never liked circles. *land outside the circle and puts his hand on the circle and blue light spreads all across the summoning the circle*

A spark of arcane magic zaps him the moment he touches it, launching him back. A massive sphere of lava, metal, and earth begins to grow at a massive rate, quickly becoming larger than most of the buildings in the area.

Clare looks spooked.

"Is that... what I think it is?!"

Torikkumasutā: *rubs his head* Ow...

The Enforcers regroup, Simon looks up at the sphere as it becomes a massive metalic dragon with molten lava pouring out of its skeletonal body, anything flammable in a mile ignites in flames as it roars to life. Inga floats harmlessly to its head, unaffected by its extreme heat. She gives them an insane glare, her eyes have turned red.

"''Die..." ''She growls.

"Well this just got much more difficult," Simon sighs.

"She summoned that thing? Isn't that the same creature that created several new volcanoes not too long ago?" Clare gapes.

Torikkumasutā: *looks at the beast* Gojira?

"...What's that?" She asks Tori.

Torikkumasutā: The King of Monsters...

Clare seems distracted. "Sir, with all due respect, I do not want to turn ''into that thing!!!" ''She snaps, as though talking to someone.

Torikkumasutā: I would be so honored to turn into him...*gets on his knees and begins to bow at Hitomara* All Hail, Gojira. All Hail, Gojira..

She glares at him. "That isn't a famous legendary beast of Japan or whatever, that's a psychopathic volcanic dragon that blew up several cities!"

Torikkumasutā: That is exactly what Gojira would do! Only know he's being used by the witch. *shakes his fist at Inga* Release Gojira, you vile woman!

The dragon suddenly lets out a massive blast of pure lava at the Enforcers.

"I am Hitomara, and I obey the Dread Witch of my own desire! I will burn everything!"

Torikkumasutā: *shields them in an energy field* By Goodness graciousness! She's possessed him! We must defeat her and free Gojira!

Clare slowly thinks. "Wait, Godzilla? Are you talking about Godzilla? Godzilla doesn't exist, those were just movies!" Hitomara sends a wave of lava at them again.

She looks up at him and twitches. "Gah! Issac, you bastard! You really did turn my collar off, didn't you?!" She moans in pain, as large metallic scales begin to grow out of her skin, blood trickles from her scales as they grow out of her skin, and she gnashes her teeth, which are visibly sharpening and elongating. Besides the pain, there is obvious anger in her eyes, as her body is changing against her will.

Torikkumasutā: Partner! What's happening to you?

"Didn't I tell you?" Her voice has a edge of a dragonic growl to it, and large metal horns are growing out of her skull, her finger nails are ripping out long and large, becoming metal as they grow, her hands and feet become monsterous in form, the metal growing thick, too big for human hands.

"This is what that bastard did to me all those years ago," She growls, her eyes begining to glow red. "He infected me so that when I look at Myths, my body begins to change to become that type of Myth. It gets faster, more painful, and lasts longer each year that passes. The scales should have taken thirty minutes, by last year's standards."

A large metal tail grows out of her pants, and the back of her shirt rips open to reveal massive dragonic wings.

"This is why I hate Myths, because they made me a freak like them!!!" She roars, her voice less human, mostly dragon, with a rumble of fire. She begins coughing up burning blood, as her insides begin to melt into molten rock, most of her skin has become pure white metal scales, under them a red hot glow is begining. The air is hotter around her now. Clare's transformation has made her appear almost a perfect blend of humanoid and dragon, and she's growing larger too.

Torikkumasutā: Not all of us are like that. I mean despite your bitterness towards us, I was still willing to work with you. I'm sorry this had to happen to you, but you probably don't desire any sympathy from a myth. I'm just letting you know, that myths and humans have more in common than you think. There's always a good and there's always a bad.

What's left of her now tattered clothing burns away, as her transformation slows down then stops. The interior of her body glows with a hot molten glow, she rumbles with her pain and rage.

She looks back at Tori angrily. "Monsters are monsters. That's all I am now. A monster meekly trying to retain the humanity she already lost. There is nothing worth loving in a monster." She growls, then launches up at the dragon in a feral roar.

The dragon laughs with amusement. "''I see a powerful spirit within thee... thy is not born of the fire, but thy possesses its spirit... I am delighted!" ''He roars in turn, letting out blasts of fire and lava at the Dragon-Clare, who seems unaffected by the blasts, and furiously begins clawing at its face.

Hitomara manages to swat her away, and attempts to stomp on her, but she manages to hold up his foot, and with a mighty roar of her own, manages to toss him aside into the nearest standing buildings, a colossal strength in her small in comparison form.

Torikkumasutā: Sorry, Gojira! We'll free you, I swear! *runs over to Clare's side* Is the plan to still fight them head-on?

The dragon gets up rather quickly and roars, though there is an impression that it was an amused laugh.

Inga meanwhile has a small smile of amusement, which suddenly changes as she unexpectedly has a tired look and is for some reason looking like she's struggling to stay on her feet.

Clare reflexively swats Tori with her talons, nearly breaking his ribs when he gets too close. She makes no intellegible answer, instead merely launches herself toward the dragon again, in a breserker rage.

Simon runs up to Tori.

"She's probably going to be like that and worse, if she has a stage two change. She has a poor control over herself when she becomes creatures like dragons, the savage side is too strong for her to handle."

"Come on, we'll come from the side."