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“FEINE” a high-ranking officer yelled as he busted through the doors to an office.
“IT’S YOUR DAUGHTER”
The room was vast and well-decorated.
The room had a massive window that let all the light from the night straight through it.
Right before the window sat a man at a desk who slowly turned his head to face the officer...
“What did she do this time?” the man said
The officer exhaled
“She blew up the villain hq,” the officer explained, “She stole essential files relating to
biopower”
The man at the desk exhaled…
“Anything else?” he asked in a menacing tone, to which the officer replied.
“There was a boy with her as well,” he explained.
“And that was all.”
The man turned around at his desk, fixed his tie, and evened out his name tag with the words “FEINE” on it.
“Guess it’s time I paid my daughter a visit,” the man said before vanishing from the officer's gaze.
His presence faded into the breeze….
—- Tuesday, Sasha’s house.
Sasha looked through the files they had got away with as Fizz played around with the scar he
had received during the collection of such files.
Fizz turned and stared at Sasha…
Sasha had black curly hair and was always wearing a hoodie.
“You know I’ve never seen your full transformation,” Fizz spoke as he eagerly broke the silence…
Sasha turned away from the Bio Powers file to look back at Fizz…
Fizz had very dark orange hair and tan skin and always wore jackets for some reason…
“Well, I don’t get big and strong like you, but I get nine tails” Sasha blushed as she retracted her gaze back to the files.
Fizz played with his hair-
“You find the information yet?” Fizz asked with a groan.
Sasha nodded, “Yeah, but this is going to take a while to get down.”
“You found a cure?” Fizz asked excitedly.
Sasha glanced back at Fizz with her “serious” face.
“Well, I wouldn’t say cure,” she said under her breath.
Sasha glanced away from Fizz.
“If I’m being honest, these files only had information on weird kinky power rituals, but while I was searching,” Sasha pulled out a pen and wrote something down on the file.
“I seemed to have realized that the actual cure.”
Fizz stood up, intrigued by what Sasha was saying.
Sasha turned to Fizz, “is to turn the infected person...”
“Into a mazoku.”
Before Fizz could understand what Sasha was saying, a shake echoed through the house shattering windows and knocking over decorations.
The door seemed to have busted open from the shockwave... and through the door, Sasha and Fizz could see the man Sasha knew as her “Father.” He had an impeccable professional-looking beard. He wore a tuxedo, yet he somehow had the physical appearance of an ordinary businessman.
“Trying to find a cure, I suppose,” the man spoke, straightening his tie...
Sasha looked as if she was paralyzed in pure, unending fear...
“My dear daughter, Sasha,” he laughed. “You're making me look bad.”
“Let me show you how you fix people too weak to handle the disease.”
Instead of speaking, Sasha stepped back and took a defensive stance, her eyes darting around the room...
“Why do you back away” the man scoffed.
Sasha remained concentrated, not looking at where her father could be next...
“Daughter?” Fizz asked. ..
Losing concentration for just a second, Sasha blinked, and when she opened her eyes again, her father vanished.
“Fizz, RUN!” she commanded.
Gasping at the sudden command, Fizz immediately made a break for the door until he was suddenly cut off his path by a fist to the gut... The man dug his fist deep into Fizz’s stomach before kicking him into a nearby table...
Sasha looked pissed- “You think I’m the same pushover I was three years ago-”
Her dialogue was cut off by a single finger silencing her as her father had managed to reach her in a single moment. Sasha started to glow again, just like she did the other night... Sensing what his daughter was about to do, he performed a devastating sidekick in Sasha's gut, launching her out the door he originally entered through...
Sasha exploded into a taller, white-haired version of herself. Nine huge tails flew from behind her as she took the same defensive stance she had used initially...
The man retracted his legs and walked through the smoke of the building with his arms crossed...
“It still surprises me how weak such a pretty-looking Mazoku is,” he taunted...
The man cracked his knuckles and stretched his legs...
“You did fall quite far from the tree.”
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