And suddenly, a pitch black darkness wrapped around Nikolai.

"You know, this whole 'Separate Us And Kill Us Thing' is getting old," He called to whatever was out there. He couldn't see anything, not even his own hands. God how he wanted to just be with the group right now. Disturbing and Horrific, were two words that could describe this day.

His pale red hues glanced forward as the figure of the jailer came into view. The fog of darkness lifted slightly, allowing Nikolai to see himself again. There was something...different however. The jailer's eyes were black. For a moment, he simply stood there, as if pondering what to do with his prey. Then, after a few moments of silence, black lightning began to shoot through his metal arm, and a large grin appeared on his face.

Nikolai, in response, shot explosive bullets in front of the jailer, the shrapnel and wind of the blast blowing the lightning towards his own body for a moment. "Your leader played dirty by ripping off my balls, so I'll be sure to play dirty with you."

"No... please dear god..." Sebastian stumbled back until his jetpack pressed against the wall. He couldn't... they wouldn't... He glared at Yoosa, "You were suppose to be dead! We killed you!" He screamed. But he couldn't focus on the Augor Original for long as Maximilian and Samson got closer. "Guys, please, stop this!" He cried as he dashed to the side, rolling to avoid the charge. He panted as he got on his hands and knees, Maximilian is dead, Samson is... where's Samson? After all that had happened, Sebastian couldn't remember what happened to Samson. Could that thing actually be him? No, Sebastian shook his head, Yoosa was dead so this was all just impossible. But the way they moved, the way they looked... it was just too similar. At least Iris isn't here as well.

The thought drummed in his mind, Iris must be having the same situation he was having, but against who? Her family? Him? He got up and drew his Fraysan lance, he had to get out of here fast so that he could help her. "I'm sorry guys, please, rest in peace." He took his stance and charged, the jet pack bursting out a jet of air that shot him forward like a bullet. He didn't aim himself at his pets, but rather at Yoosa, if he could possibly end the puppet master, maybe he could also stop the puppets.

Fear penetrated the invisible armor of intelligence surrounding Anna's small mind. Fear engulfed her, rushing forth and crashing against her like the tide against a small sand castle, slowly but surely rising to whittle it away until it was nothing.

And then, inexplicably, a whole new part of Anna's mind opened up. Her brain had already been hastened by her very close encounter with the Fraysan original Yoosa, and at the unimaginable speed that it now ran compared to her former intelligence, she could not have imagined that it had not even fully unlocked itself and its true potential that it now posessed. It was now that she rationalized the scenario around her, even as her infected and beloved friends beat mercilessly against her small defense, fully intending to tear her to pieces.

One: No such events had happened in the recent past that would have overcome her friends and all their combined strength, finally breaking through and infecting them at last. The combined might of the Bezerkers and Augors had not been able to do so, and it was unlikely it could have occurred now without her notice.

Two, and most importantly: Herself and her companions were completely immune to the Fraysan infection.

These infected monsters were not her friends at all.

And within the little girl's furiously-working mind that composed and calculated with the burning power of a fusion reactor, one final thing finally struck her as one last door opened itself wide, and the engine of her intelligence shifted from gear six and all the way up to eight.

Suddenly, Anna realized, she was capable of moving her force fields freely.

The wind whirled around the small girl, standing stoically and as immovable as a statue as her field broke apart around her with savage force, sending each of the infected beasts around her staggering back. The pieces of her field whipped and turned madly in the air around her as the wind blew her hair and gown around her, calm as the eye of a hurricaine within a cacaphony of whirling blades.

"Come and get me." She spoke softly, and her voice rang harsh with thrumming power.

Where..what- Demon thought as he tries to recover.
Water surrounded his ass, hands and feet as he surfaces his head from the water after lying unconscious in it.
His breathing was sharp, mind scrambled.
Head bulging once again...
Fuckin' hell...
"What the fuck happened?" he quietly mumbled.
The last struggle in the cave resurfaced in his memorys like an upincoming date, giving Demon a brief reminder to what he was going to do.
Now it wasnt just Michael missing. He had lost his other trusted friend Zero, the mechanical war machine he only wished was safe.
As for the others, well... Demon didnt regard them as totally trusted comrades, but they werent stupid either. If they survived this long, there's a chance he might get to see them again.
He wouldn't mind seeing the little girl live, but to have the thought of her dead wasnt something Demon was going to acknowledge. These monsters were fucking horrible, and deserved all the more reason to die.
Demon got up on his feet after the water seemed to rise up to his chest, now standing thigh deep in water as it quickly started to fill up the metal room.
He reached into the water to pick up his hammer that was lying on the floor.
To think these fucks could drown me in water was ADEQUATE at best.
With surging rage ripping through the veins of his arms, he gripped his hammer tightly spaced, hovering about an inch over the ground steadily, and slowly dug his hammer hilt into the metal floor so powerfully, he easily pushed it down until the staff of the hammer was fully inserted into the ground.
With the water to his hips, it didnt stop the incredibly strong force of both his feet to jump up and smash onto the hammer head, causing the whole floor of the room to break into a giant crater with a hole that the hammer had made, which sunk very deep into the earth into another cave far below.
Now it was time to finally make his way up in these dark caves.

Their illuminated faces only made the image more frightening. Enough to send his memories back in time. Forcing his mind to tell his body to back off.

"W-What the?! G-Get away!" As he shield his face with his hand he remembers the form he had recently taken. These hands sparks him back to what he is capable now. "No... GO AWAY!" He clutches both of his hands and slams them to an infected children nearest to him.

Samson has put on weight since the last I saw him. Sebastian speculated as he crashed to the floor. The great ferret bear had smashed him off course, so he hadn't sustained anything serious, just a bruised side. He had lost his Fraysan lance, and now all he had was his short lance and the shield Iris had given him. He shot forward off his hands and knees, reaching the roof of the room. He couldn't stay there long, Maximilian would have no problem hitting him with his power which was surely strengthened by Fraysan experimentation. The two puppets were made to defend their master so if he could get past him, it seems like Yoosa has no defenses except for making his weapon disappear. So I can't use my weapons... He wasn't sure if his legs were strong enough but maybe with the jet pack he could create enough force. He spun around the room as he speculated, dodging Samson's sweeps as well as the power of Maximilian's wind slashes. Determined, he used the momentum he accumulated to increase the burst as he shot himself at Yoosa, feet first.

As the corrupted Sebatian turned around Iris breathing started to speed up, still trying to believe what was happening. Where were the others?, why weren't they at her sight?, why was Sebastian fully corrupted all of sudden?, all these logic questions couldn't be answered by Iris, she was in complete shock and she could only try to think in ways to don't fight Sebastian. Her thoughts were interrupted when he looked at her directly and threw an unexpected attack at her.

It got Iris by surprise and she only had time to tumble to her left getting a flesh wound on her arm, barely escaping the attack, she immediately aimed at him with intentions to blast her "enemy" with a burst of different kinds of arrows, but when she looked at him again she stoped moving, "... I.... I can't attack him... maybe there's a way to make him come back from that ... but I just CAN'T fight him" she thought still aiming at him.

Apparently he wanted to keep attacking, Iris trying to give a last warning and avoiding a fight, she shoot an arrow to the ground in front of him and yelled "Sebastian please, I don't want to fight you....", she took a deep breathe and her eyes got glassy, "...I can't fight you, please stop this!!".

Mason's body collided with the architecture of the room with great force. As soon as he was let go he hit the ground... hard. He slowly picked himself up "Come on, you could've at least answered my question." Mason coughed through his teeth. If he was going to fight a better him, he'd have to think outside of the box. "How you holding up? I hear getting completely decimated by Yoosa can be quite painful, I hope you're doing better." Mason chuckled as he sank one of his claws into the ground underneath him. The darkness and his own voice left this action unknown to his doppleganger. "Too bad he's gone now, he would've liked to know you were well!" Mason started to charge at his reflection, unleashing his other claw to whip him. He was hoping that he'd pull the same trick, but with his first claw sunk into the ground he could control where he was being flung and fly straight towards his evil self.

"So, what are you then?" The child gazed at her reflection in the mirror. A reflection that did not follow her movements or actions, acting with a will of its own instead. "You look just like me, but you obviously aren't. I'm guessing you're here to try and hurt me like the last constructs did?"

Nikolai half-expected the shrapnel and the explosive combustion to do nothing to the body of the mostly armored jailer. In fact, he half-expected that he would shoot back at the bounty hunter with lightning as well. However, somehow the shadows around him had tripped him up once more, forcing him to stumble as the lightning came towards him. It didn't take him as long as the jailer estimated for him to recover, however, quickly skidding out of the vicinity of the lightning before stopping completely.

"You'd be a better transformer than an opponent with that kind of aim"