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Welcome to Arc 3. This is the action oriented chapter with not as much sexual themes as the last two arcs. Its focus is on the VGP itself and how it'll unfold in the next 7 chapters. Act 15 is an explanatory phase that is happening as flashbacks while in Act 16 is where each henchwoman is about to get dropped into a jungle military installation to take it over.

Act 15—A Parallel Dawn

Team Clover is going over their part of the plan. Clover instructed, “Alright team, this is how we're going to do it. We'll have Ginger and her team of henchwomen set up the conductive vines around the base. Two of our petals are already on their way disguised as military personnel in a truck. They will be the ones starting the attack. Once we get the signal, Amy, Madame Rouge, and I will lead a forward assault with the rest of our troops to incapacitate all the guards.” Ginger added, “Their base is locked down and has a security system that keeps it secure. We have the vines around the base that use HC (high conduction) through a mass electric strike, giving us control of the security system inside, which Madame Rouge will operate. She will then gladly open the door to the base, causing the military inside to try to stop us. That is where you petals will also assist us in taking them down.” Amy continued, “It's a relatively small installation, but the interior can fit quite a number of people. They are all armed, so make sure to fire at them as they attempt to storm out the door. We're all equipped with tranq rounds only. Mistress wants as many hostages as possible.” Clover reminded, “Remember though, the signal will not go off until Team Thorn shuts down the main security junction at the jungle installation above the one we’re raiding.” Amy asked, “Any more questions?” All the other henchwomen replied, “No, Lady Amy, Maiden Prime Clover!” Madame Rouge motioned, “Good, then let's get moving.” Clover ordered, “On the plane, troops, we are now leaving. Glory to the Mistress!” Then everyone yelled in unison, “Glory to the Mistress!”

Yeah, that is a lot of female zako. I'll assure you they aren't going to be absolute throwaways.

Meanwhile, in a different part of the hangar, a black stealth jet is in view as Elite Squad Thorn greets, “It's been a pleasure to meet you, Petal Kikiyou and Petal Mika. It is also good to know I'm with you again, Lady Margaret. Our plan is the most important. We have a diagram of the entire upper installation in the Peruvian jungle. We need this installation for two reasons. First, it is the main security hub. If we shut it down, they can't call for reinforcements. Second, it will allow Team Lily to install the satellite we stole from WOOHP. If we get caught, we fail the Mistress. This is why there are just four of us, because we all have experience with stealth.” Margaret asked, “Are you guys ready?” Kikiyou replied, “I’m always ready.” Mika followed up, “I have no issues.” Thorn added, “Perfect, remember, failure is not an option. Our success means a lot to the Mistress and others. Now do one more check on your weapons and gadgets; we need to make sure they are 100% ready.” Mika and Kikiyou both exclaimed, “All checked.” However, Mika blurted, “Maiden Prime, I am nervous. I haven't been on a formal stealth mission. Most of my sneaking is mainly for surviving the harsh environment of my hometown.” Kikiyou assured her, “No need to worry, Mika. I will handle any threat, any danger, and any target coming toward us. With you and me fighting together, nothing can stop us.” Mika looked at her redheaded friend and smiled, saying, “Thanks, Kiki. I won't drag you down.” Thorn reminded them, “Very touching, but time's up. We have to go.” Margaret continued, “Then let's go. Mistress bless us all.” Kikiyou and Mika both exclaimed, “Glory to the Mistress!”

Alright, for those who have read TBBE or even remember Act 11 of this story, this is an alternative universe of Mika and Kikiyou, meaning they are completely different people. That is why they are not the innocent beach bunny model girls you know of. Kikiyou is a lot more evil and radically different in appearance.

In a different part of the island, a military-esque truck with a large satellite is being moved into a cargo plane. Elite Squad Lily instructs, “Before we leave, let me make sure all of you understand what we are going to do once we are there. We will stand by and wait until Team Thorn gives us their signal, either that they are successfully taking control of the base or that they need reinforcements. If things go as the Mistress plans, then we can just move in without any positive contact with enemies, but if not, then we have to do this the hard way.” Amelia salutes her superior and adds, “The last thing we need is unnecessary casualties on our end!” Blossom reminds, “Remember, they are all armed with long-range weaponry. Therefore, we have to be really careful about any direct pursuits. We are all going to be armed with our standard issue rifles and pistols. There are only eight of us versus a lot of them, so use cover effectively.” Lily, giving off a cocky smile, says, “That just means I have to get in close and make it harder for them to hit me. I love it when it's a close encounter, so my claws will do the talking.” Blossom adds, “Good, though I will do the driving, so you, Amelia, and the rest of the troops will stay in the back and wait for further instruction. You over there, you will sit next to me and be my assistant along the way,” as the brunette veteran points her hand at a purple-haired henchwoman with a ponytail. “Yes, Lady Blossom!” the young lady acknowledges. Blossom then asks, “Are there any other questions or suggestions?” Everyone else replies, “No, Lady Blossom!” Lily licks her lips and states, “I can't wait to dig my claws into some men.” Blossom sighs and remarks, “Remember, Maiden Prime, the Mistress wants zero fatalities on either end.” Lily responds, “Yeah, yeah, I got it.” Blossom adds, “Only do that if it is a critical situation that really endangers your life.” Lily smirks, “Of course, I'm actually looking forward to that moment.” Amelia pleads, “Maiden Prime, don't be reckless. You don't want Maria to worry.” Lily snaps out of her sadistic stupor and says, “Oh... I suppose you’re correct, petal Amelia.” Blossom reports, “I better keep my eye on you to make sure you are right on track as the Mistress wants.” Lily begs, “I will not fail or falter, Lady Blossom!” as the silver-haired woman salutes her superior. Blossom continues, “Good, because this field op is important for all of us, and you need to figure out how to lead us.” Lily nervously vocalizes, “Leading... right. I got this.”

Lily really needs to resolve her aggression issues. Also, don't worry, these 5 female zako are going to have full helmets on too. I just wanted to show their hair and lower face.

Remember that time in Act 3 that Violet mentioned a woman named Amelia who got injured by the training robot that Clover and Rose fought? She's finally back from her concussion and ready to fight!

As the group of Elite Squad member Veronica, veteran henchwoman Daisy, and hybrid henchwoman Colette arrive in a secret laboratory exclusive to Colette, Veronica notices some oddities in the darkened room. Veronica asks, “Is that another henchwoman inside a cage?” Colette answers, “Yeah, some fugitives who tried to leave the organization, so we took some necessary procedures to ensure they couldn't, and I was authorized by the mistress to do whatever it takes to make good use of these weak-minded fools.” Daisy continues, “We can't let anyone inside or outside the island leak any possible intel about our location or the grand plan; we have to make sure the mistress's plan goes as intended at all costs.” Veronica says, “I see; we don't want traitors to the cause. However, I am curious about what you do exactly to them. I also see... is that a man in a cage too?” Colette replies, “No, just a pig used for testing. Their last value is to help me gather the data I or the mistress need for either the gadgets or other creations.” Veronica looks at the man in torn clothing and leans toward the cage, “Aw, look at the little piggy all scared. You picked the wrong place at the wrong time, stupid man.” Daisy approaches Colette and whispers, “It looks like Violet's hold has been very strong on Ve. She's got so much aura now.” Colette agrees, “Indeed, and that's a good sign too.” Celestia arrives in Colette's lab with her hair all messed up and her clothes appearing hastily put on. “Sorry, I am a tad late. I had to… deal with a minor pest problem...” she apologizes as Daisy notices the way the honey-haired henchwoman looks and remarks, “Did the pest problem relate to your oversized libido, my rizz queen?” Celestia responds, “Of course not, what makes you think that?” Colette accuses, “Everyone with eyes can guess what was going on except for you.” Celestia bickers, “You think I don't know you're subtly calling me dumb, but I do.” Colette swiftly retorts, “No, I'm calling you an idiot.” As Veronica leans her head away from the cages, she comments, “Oh hey, Lady Celestia. I remember when my hair got all messed up when Thorn played with me.” Celestia sighs at both women and looks at Colette. “Bitch... Also, fine, I admit it, I was having a quickie with Madame Rouge before she had to go. It's stressful knowing your girlfriend is in harm's way.” The honey-haired woman admits as Veronica rebuts, “So what? All my friends from my squad are on their way to execute the grand plan as well, but I'm not wasting time here.” Celestia snarked, “Maiden Prime, watch your tone. We're all under pressure here. We play a very vital role.” Colette clears her throat and interrupts, “Yes, it is about this mind control chip prototype,” which she shows between two of her fingers, “we want to first get this out of prototype and then create a core to power the mass mind control device,” adds Colette. Veronica nods as she is distracted by the young woman in the other cage quietly calling out to her.

This green-haired female zako isn't some ordinary girl. Her name is Lilith and she used to be a big deal around here, but never knew of this because it only happened behind the scenes with Celestia and Colette. Now she's just a human test subject for experimentation and torture.

The purple-haired henchwoman looks at the cage with the other beaten-up henchwoman with green hair. “Why did you betray us, sister? I want to know why,” asked Veronica as the woman replied, “I plead with you, please help me out of here… these hybrids… over there… they are psycho. Violet has most of you under some sort of contr…”

As you can see, Celestia is incredibly sadistic at this point, if you couldn't tell from the prior acts

Before she could continue speaking, a dart was shot into her neck by Celestia, causing the zako to collapse on the ground with her backside up in the air. Celestia smugly said, “Maybe you should pay attention to your subjects, Colette.”

...and now she's licking her lips. Psycho.

Sleep darts. Very potent.

Veronica is suddenly caring for this "traitor"

No one other than Lilith knows this, but this man here is Jet, her former boyfriend and LAPD detective. He was sneaking on the island by Lilith's request and got a lot of information before getting caught by Celestia and dragged here to this hellish dungeon of a lab.

Colette ain't ever happy with Celestia, and there's a reason for that

Veronica gasped and wondered, “What was that for?” Colette ordered, “That is not your concern. Anyway, back to what we are doing, shall we? The device is the key to achieving our ultimate goal, and you are going to help us with it. Once it is done, we will deliver it to the base where your friends, Maiden Prime Clover and Thorn, are, then implant the device in the satellite control system.” Daisy interjected, “I'm not as technical as you guys, but I do know about welding, soldering, and choosing the right metals for the core. It was at least something my deceased dad taught me that I can use.” Colette agreed, “Indeed. This is where you also come in, Maiden Prime. You have the smarts to assist Daisy here in the more complex aspects of the power core. This is why we have this grand assortment of WHOOP gadgets that Madame Rouge graciously provided us.” Celestia added, “The quicker we are in making the core, the sooner we can set the grand plan in motion.” Colette interrupted, “HOWEVER, we also can't rush the process and end up with an inferior product.” Veronica acknowledged, “Understood. I promise I will do my best and won't fail either you or the mistress. Now please tell me what exactly I should do or where I should start. Then I can begin working.” Daisy cheered, “Now, that's the spirit.” Colette then pulls down a blueprint and spreads it on the desk while everyone else looks at it.

The blue-haired woman explained, “The core needs three essentials: a power source, the mind control chip itself, and a device inside that will focus the signals generated from the chip into one secure frequency that will be sent to all of the satellites around space. That way, we'll be able to locate and hack the important satellites that orbit the earth. At least, in theory, when we arrive at the main control center that Team Clover has hopefully captured, we will use their own devices against them by scrambling their signals to give us full control of the satellite, which will then use our device to send sound frequencies to wherever we wish. I hope you're getting the idea of what we are going to use those frequencies for.” Veronica declared, “Woah... that's going to be tough... but I got you, I'll start with the device. I see this high sound frequency device disguised as a boombox; I think I can fidget with this to make what I want.” Celestia states, “We'll get to the power source, then.” Colette snickered, “You mean me.” Celestia argued, “What do you mean by that? Do I mean nothing to you here?” Colette bitterly replied, “Because you will help nothing, that's for sure.” Daisy pleaded, “Guys, knock it off, at least for the Mistress's sake, shall we? You don't want to disappoint Mistress herself, right? Plus, our friends in field operations are also waiting for us to deliver this core to them. So let's get to work; if you want to argue with each other, wait until the core is completed.” Colette folded and said, “Alright, for her Mistress's sake, fine.” Celestia accepted the temporary truce and vocalized, “Yeah, but only for now. We are not done yet, Colle.” Daisy spoke to the elite squad member, “Good, so Veronica, from this point, I will be your personal assistant during this project. Tell me whatever you need for my help. I will do whatever you say, but of course only for the device. Please don't ask me for something unrelated to the project, like doing massages or other sexual services. As enticing as that sounds, we have to remain on task.” Veronica nodded as she continued to build the device for the core.

Veronica and Daisy are very good as a pair

As Colette and Celestia look around at the remaining WOOHP gadgets Madame Rouge stole, they also test them live to see what they actually do. Celestia picked up a hairdryer and went to the testing area, where there was just free space and some targeting practice dummies. She pointed the hairdryer at one of the dummies that looked like a human male and pressed the trigger, causing a focused beam of heat to come out of it, setting the dummy on fire. This triggered the automatic fire control system in the room to extinguish it. The honey-haired hybrid walked out of the area and reported to Colette, “This hairdryer is definitely going to have a useful power supply.” Colette reviewed the security footage and saw the large beam being fired. She replied, “Most definitely. Good work, I suppose.” Celestia simply made a 'humph' motion and walked away to explore more gadgets.

This is the Wind Tunnel 3000 Tornado Blast Hair Dryer , very effective at BTFO'ing shit

Colette held a yellow and blue spray can and approached her two human test subjects, spraying it toward them. One spray caused the male torture subject's mouth to seal, making him panic as he tried to pull the white substance from his face, but it caused his hands to remain stuck. It only hit the mouth, so at least the man could breathe through his nose. The female subject was still unconscious, so all it did was leave a white spot on her butt. Colette returned to the table of gadgets and reported, “This is not useful. It may be amusing for tests, but we don't require glue to keep the core together; that's why we have Lady Daisy.” Celestia continued to look around the gadgets and remarked, “And what is this? A watch-like gadget? It seems to allow me to communicate with whatever I'm talking to; even a plant can now easily understand me. This should be useful for plant creation but not for the core,” after which the lady tossed the watch away and picked up some press-on nails. “Oh, and what does this nail-like stuff do?” Celestia asked as she began to apply them to her own nails. The honey-haired lady stated, “Ooh, they look pretty on me!” She then randomly flicked her finger, causing one of the press-on nails to fly toward a table, resulting in a small explosion with a loud “BOOM.” Veronica and Daisy were immediately startled by the noise.

Colette, based on per positioning, is kind of hesitant of activating this gadget

Welp, I guess that'll keep the already silent man shutting up even more

Poor Lilith, she's going to have to wake up with that on her bum. Anyway, if you have no idea what this is and you SOMEHOW NEVER READ ANY OF MY BEACH BUNNY FANFICTION, this is the 24 Hour Extra Power All Day Adhesive Hair Pomade and it is quite sticky.

A frustrated Colette yells, “YOU IDIOT. You almost destroyed the rest of the gadgets here!” Celestia argued, “It is not my fault, but this stupid gadget's fault.” Colette angrily screamed, “STOP FOOLING AROUND AND DO YOUR JOB RIGHT FOR ONCE!” Daisy sighs at the two women bickering again and tells Veronica, “Looks like this will take longer than I expected.” Veronica retained her focus and replied, “Oh well, I'm cooking here with the frequency device.” Daisy was excited to see the progress Veronica was making and added, “Yes, babe, keep on cooking.” Back to the dynamic duo, Celestia exclaimed, “Hey look, they have bubble gum here; it should be tasty,” as she takes one to chew on. Once she made a bubble out of it, it kept growing until it exploded, causing the gum to splash all over the place, including Colette. The blue-haired henchwoman shouted, “FUCK YOU, bubblehead! I should put you in one of those cages just like those two!” Celestia attempted to defuse the situation by saying, “Come on, Colle, quit being such a bubblebutt. We have to figure out what these things do.” Veronica pointed out, “I got gum on me.” Daisy commented, “This is so not cool.” However, the two hybrids kept arguing, “That is what I am trying to do here, yet you just keep slowing me down!” countered Colette as Daisy said quietly to Veronica, “It seems hard to have these two work together. I hope that the other teams are doing better than we are.” Veronica curiously asked, “Don't you think Madame Rouge would not have picked up the irrelevant gadgets?” Daisy replied, “Impossible, Mistress made sure her conversion was done well.” Veronica relented, “I suppose that's true; the spy was in a rushed situation.” Daisy uttered, “Maybe we should have Madame Rouge here instead of me; she would know these gadgets better than any of us.” Colette objected, “Nonsense, Lady Daisy, you're the best at welding the core together.” Celestia, in a mocking voice, said, “We don't want all of the parts just falling off now, Lady Daisy.” Daisy continued, “Maybe, but that is until you two finish it first.” Due to the dirty-blonde veteran feeling like she wasn't being useful enough, Veronica tried to help out.

Veronica coaxed, “It's okay, Lady Daisy. I have something for you to do. You should know what kind of material would be used to avoid the power source from shorting out, for example, if it was hit by lightning?” Daisy answered, “Well, yes, I do, Maiden Prime. I have some good metals right here, and I can make something to hold the chip inside. It'll look like a cool space core! No cap.” Veronica smiled and said, “That would be nice for you.” As she looked at the arguing hybrids, she asked, “Should we tell Mistress about the situation with those two there?” Daisy responded, “Naw, braw, I think they're just doing their usual bickering. It's not too serious.” Veronica argued, “But if we keep ignoring them, the core will never be done on time.” Colette interrupted, “Then how about helping me keep this buffoon away from me so I can concentrate on my work here?” Celestia rebutted, “I'm not a buffoon, you cunt. Look at this! I have gotten the power source from the hairdryer thing and isolated it.” Veronica croaked, “Oh wow, she did it.” Colette conceded semi-sarcastically, “Finally, you do something useful in your life for once.” Celestia groaned and replied, “I'm always useful, and I'm doing better than you, Miss Zero Progress.” As rage filled Colette's heart, she couldn't keep having outbursts to avoid looking bad and grunted, “I'm trying to work as well.” Team Veronica continues to be hard at work with all the technical details.

Always bickering, always fighting

As the four elite squad members, two hybrids, five veterans, and groups of regular combatant henchwomen are on their way to conduct field operations and work on the necessary project for the grand plan, Hanako and Maria are also leaving the island to go back to the Flourish Green shop to do their work. Both ladies are now dressed in the iconic supervisor uniform for the shop, and on their way to their underground tram transportation, they start chatting with each other. “So, Maria, the day has finally come—the Mistress's grand plan. Any thoughts or feelings about the plan?” asked Hanako with her usual charming smile toward Maria. “We finally did it. After the success of the Mistress's grand plan, the world will definitely change and be different. And we can help liberate all women worldwide from the domination, fear, and pollution caused by men. Of course, I won't lie; I still feel a bit nervous because Lily is now going to the field to help execute the plan. Of course, I wish the plan would succeed as we planned, but I personally wish for her to return safely,” replied Maria. “You are right. I, too, wish all of them would return here safe and sound, in one piece, no matter how the grand plan goes eventually. To be honest, I'm also quite worried about the plan as well, but for another reason,” announced Hanako, looking a bit sad. “Are you also worried for your veteran friends out in the field? Or your absence for not being able to go with them? Or the obstacles and resistance they might face?” wondered Maria. “Well, sort of. It is quite complicated to explain though… so just forget what I just said. It is just my personal concern and shouldn't let it bother you,” answered Hanako, trying to put another smile on her face.

The two florist shop supervisors heading their way to the underground tram system to get back to the mainland

Hanako held deep in her thoughts, “It is still too hard to tell anyone about this, my real thoughts on the grand plan. I guess I'm the only one here who thinks it is completely wrong and should be stopped. I tried to express my worries to Violet and others, yet none of them ever took my word or just turned a deaf ear. Father, Mother, Shin, Uncle, Auntie, I'm so sorry, but I really don't know what I should do or what I can do right now. I try to be helpful and supportive to everyone here to heal their wounds, whether physical or mental, and wish my best to prevent them from going too far under Violet's influence, but now I think I'm just going to bring up more pain and suffering to other innocents around the world and make them end up just like me back in that accident. In the end, I save no one, just another evil soul who tries to pretend or believe I'm still a good person, yet causes more misfortune and nothing more. Once they put that mind control device into use, the real tragedy will follow: wives turn on their husbands, sisters turn on their brothers, mothers turn on their sons, etc.—all for mere hatred implanted by Violet and us because of our own failed or abused past with men. My original belief is that I can somehow change their minds or thoughts to let go of that past, yet in the end, that is just my hypocrisy and delusion. I'm no different from any of them. To be fair, Veronica, Rose, Clover, Samantha, Amelia, and many others joined this cause merely because we forced them to with that devious serum, which wiped out their original memory, personality, and will. They said I'm one of the competent combatants among them, yet in fact, I'm just a weak and timid person living in my own fantasy world. I don't dare to stand up against them, and I don't dare to escape or help those who want to escape. I just heard the words from Daisy, the two prisoners held by the hybrids as guinea pigs and toys, but I don't even do anything to help them except to turn a blind eye and walk away when one of my so-called family's lives is in danger and needs some instant help. The family I vowed to protect. Oh dear God, what should I do now?” The young woman felt slow piercings deep in her heart endlessly as she kept questioning herself about all the conflicts inside her mind with no answer.

The despair that Hanako feels is undoubtably painful as her heart is always conflicted

“Lady Hanako, are you okay? You look so sad and troubled,” questioned Maria with a confused face. “Oh, ah... nothing. Just thinking of something. You know, Lily, Amelia, and Blossom, they're going to ride in a huge truck, right? I just hope they're fine with that truck. To be honest, I have some PTSD with trucks due to the tragedy in my childhood, hahaha,” Hanako responded with a fake excuse to fool Maria. “I'm sure they'll all be fine,” assured Maria. “Yeah, yeah, you're right. I shouldn't keep thinking this nonsense. Let's change the topic, shall we? Like the shop business we are going to handle later,” suggested Hanako as she tried to distract Maria. “Sure, speaking of that, I think I was meant to watch over the second shop once managed by Lady Daisy, but since the shop was completely destroyed—at least the front part we used to hide our operation—by the battle that took place there, I don't think there is anything I can do there,” commented Maria. “Yeah, I think so, not to mention the authorities might be all over the place now to search and investigate any clues that link to our operation. I don't think we can let you just go back there now… and it’s not just Daisy's shop. My shop might also be facing authority questioning me with tons of questions that I don't even think I can answer with just a smile and a thank you.” wondered Hanako. “Don't worry, Lady Hanako, I will come with you and help you out no matter what,” promised Maria. “That should help, thanks, Maria,” replied Hanako with a smile. As they kept walking, Hanako never noticed, until now, that there was something on Maria's neck, an emblem with a red rose and two swords crossing on it. That is the mark of Celestia's own servants, her own knights serving and being completely loyal to her apart from Violet, and her eyes in every aspect within the organization and its operation. They will report any suspicion or interest about everyone toward Celestia so she can take further control over the organization. Luckily for Hanako, she didn't slip her tongue—not yet.

Hanako was deep in her thoughts again. “Maria, I’ve given you all my trust, yet you faltered and didn’t bother to reciprocate in the same way. Why are you abiding by Celestia’s wishes? Until you rid yourself of that vile stain on your neck, I can’t tell you the truth. I’m sorry; I’ve always loved you like a daughter when you were second-in-command, but I fear you have been corrupted by Celestia—and for what? Do you feel like you owe her? Ugh, I see... you’re feeling how I feel because I feel like I always owe Mistress Violet for what she did to get me out of my financial hellhole.” The two women entered the same tram together as it zoomed off into the underground transit system, and within 20 minutes, they would return to the first Flourish Green shop area underground.

In WOOHP HQ, the remaining spies such as Britney, Alex and Blaine, along with Jerry are gathering around a table and discussing about the current situation and updates of their investigation on Violet's operation, the heist and murder of Robert Kettleman at Kettleman Technologies. “This is indeed very concerning how much has been compromised by former agent Samantha,” said Jerry as an image of Sam was shown on screen, causing Alex to look away from the screen for a moment. This was noticed by her friend Britney, who stood next to her. “Hey girl, it's not your fault,” advised the blue-haired spy friend, who placed a hand on the short black-haired spy, who began to trickle some tears from her face. Seeing the emotional effect this was having on one of his spies, the spymaster abruptly stopped his briefing. Blaine stepped up and walked to both females, who were comforting each other. “Alex, I know this is hard for you to look at the image of your friend, but she's our enemy now, and you've got to be strong so you can defeat and stop her from accomplishing her goals.” Blaine emphasized, who also had his own concerns but kept them to himself. Calming down slightly from her little breakdown, Alex took a deep breath. “Yeah, thanks, guys. Sorry for that brief moment of mine... But yeah, Blaine, you're absolutely right,” Alex answered as she then continued to listen to what her boss and friends had found out with the new information they had gathered. Able to carry on, Jerry then pressed a button on his dashboard to show several video surveillance footage on screen. “Now, after several weeks, our top-notch technology recovery team was able to piece together some incriminating video footage of the heist from Kettleman Technologies, which we believe former agent Samantha was tasked to destroy.” Jerry revealed, who also felt sadness at another loss of his spies to this unknown threat.

Jerry continued, “However, not all is lost, as we have indeed confirmed the worst from the investigation of the Flourish Green shop. As much as these henchwomen attempted to take away as much evidence as they could, there was still enough to be retrieved that linked some of the knocked-over plants to the same toxin that was used in Robert Kettleman's assassination by the green-and-white-suited henchwomen. The analysts had traced a small but very noticeable number of isotopes and DNA that linked it directly to the Viola Vanderfleetus plant that was originally confiscated from Violet Vanderfleet's first evil plot.” Alex interrupted, “Well, that just confirms it then - Violet is back and definitely not in Germany like our boys over there say.” Jerry added, “Correct, Alex. It turns out that was a doppelganger of Violet posing as her. After WOOHP Germany finally got a hold of her, she was pretty loyal in not giving any information. However, not every person is perfect at holding a secret. Files upon files have been located that link deep into the black market and have been found at this woman's home, hidden behind one of the bedroom walls.” Britney interjected, “This is getting really deep. How did Violet manage to pull all of this off without us knowing until it was almost too late?” Blaine replied, “Time. She must have thought of this whole plan when she first got booked. I'm smelling that her getting out with 'good behavior' is full of crap. There had to be someone on the inside.” Britney wondered, “Which psychologist was assigned to her?” Jerry turned to his trusty computer system, “G.L.A.D.I.S., can you pull up the records of the prison psychologist that was assigned to Miss Vanderfleet?” As the screen lit up, a file of a dirty-blonde-haired, tanned lady with short hair that was assembled into a bun at the back of her head appeared. “Dr. Daisy Flores, 23 years old, a promising graduate with a Master's in Forensic Psychology, worked in WOOHP prison for a couple of years after getting an internship,” the spymaster quoted from the file.

Seeing the face of the psychiatrist, the two females' faces turned pale. “No way they were this skilled in making this elaborate escape for their boss,” said Alex, who then cleared her throat, “Jerry, they have always been one step ahead of us. This Dr. Flores is another one of Violet's henchmen.” explained the tanned spy. Britney took a deep look at the picture and realized something. “HOLY CRAP. That's the same Daisy! The supervisor of the Flourish Green shop!” the blue-haired spy exclaimed as Alex took a closer look as well. “Oh my God, you're right, Britt, that's the same woman I restrained with the Bolas-Wrap-A-Belt! Although she has way more frizzy hair than the picture here.” Blaine noted, “Corruption from the inside, as I called it.” Jerry said, “Well, if what we discussed before didn't confirm Violet's involvement, this sure did. As for the black market files, it's all documentation on how to get people to recognize Doctor Lavender Demeter as a well-known psychologist and psychoanalyst that... oh dear.” Alex yelled, “THAT'S THE SAME DOCTOR THAT YOU ORIGINALLY WANTED US TO INVESTIGATE! Oh my God, we sent Clover straight into the belly of the beast alone... and that's how she got kidnapped, with the rest of the missing women.” Blaine started, “Violet is not pulling any punches anymore since we busted her twice already. It was all a part of her plan.” Alex added, “Well, we know that Sam went rogue on us, but she would never just turn her back on us willingly. There has to be mind control at work here... it wasn't the first time she was subjected to mind control either, remember Miss Spirit Fingers?” Jerry replied, “Indeed, and if that same sort of mind control was used on Sam, then one logical route is that Clover was subjected to this mind control as well, and Violet would not kill someone who is unwillingly working for her.” Alex sighed a breath of relief and hugged Britney, knowing that Clover may still be okay. Britney vocalized, “That may be true, but what kind of mind control or influencing tech could Violet possibly have, and could it be reversed?” Jerry responded, “It's up in the air. There is a reason why she had her goons steal the prototype mind control chip... it's because her method of mind control has to not deal with technology at all but with her plants, and it is likely a sort of neurotoxin.” Blaine argued, “That still doesn't explain why they wouldn't want the mind control chip. Although, if you connect everything they did steal from WOOHP and Kettleman tech, they could be trying to get a more 'international' approach to mind control. At least that's what I'm guessing anyway.” Britney surmised, “They stole a high-frequency satellite from our drop-off points from Kettleman Technologies, the mind control chip uses sound frequencies to control the mind, and Sam stole a bunch of random gadgets including those dealing with sound... she'd need something to get the mind control chip's frequency even larger, but what?” Alex had so many feelings in her head and thought to herself, “What if I'm not good enough to do this? Britney and Blaine have such greater skills than I do... all I have accomplished is losing Sam and Clover... I feel like such a disgrace... Ugh, don't think like that, Alexandra. I just don't know what to do anymore other than follow along. I have to at least try my hardest in order to save my friends.”

Getting somewhere closer to the truth, the group of remaining spies began to get an idea and plan to deal with possible new obstacles in their way. “Let's just hope we are not too late in saving our friends from danger,” said Blaine as he reached out his hand, followed by the rest of the group. Jerry went back to speak to the trusty computer, “G.L.A.D.I.S., can you provide us with the location of the strongest satellite that transmits frequencies to Earth, please?” The computer made whirring sounds and replied, “A military installation in the Peruvian Amazon contains two satellites that are able to send signals to all of the satellites orbiting the Earth. A mutual agreement between the United States military and the Peruvian government allowed for two joint stations.” Jerry had a bead of sweat on his forehead as he told his spies, “Looks like we'll have to get the military in on this. I'll have to make a few phone calls.”

Thanks for your patience over waiting 2 weeks for waiting for my jackass to catch up on things. Here's some scenes of me trolling Team Thorn because my favorite OC Kikiyou is in there.

No way in hell a tomboy like Kiki would wear this but it looks damn good from behind because my girl is THICC

Chapter Text

Act 16—The Fight for our Lives, Part I – A Red Twilight

(cw: child abuse, offensive language)

The flashbacks for this Act will focus on henchwoman Kikiyou Miyazaki , who was only shown in Act 11, in an attempt on understanding the young woman’s motivation for joining Violet’s cause. It should be noted that due to all the VHs wearing masks or full helmets, they won’t be named for most of this chapter. However, at some point, their names will be said once again and in future parts.

Important (please read if you're an actual fan 😍): The release schedule for TBBE and TEHFF is going up from 1 week to 2 weeks from now on. I am so sorry, but I am going through a lot of stress, and now learning that after this weekend, I have to work at the office once again even though my job has been perfectly fine at home and I don't need to go to the office to do my job, like AT ALL. The idiotic inevitability where the guvment thinks they know better than the people when they say stupid things like people are more efficient at the workplace... everyone works differently you out-of-touch politicians. Ugh I am going to keep it there to avoid divisive nonsense because we all know how those turn out 😑. I'm already having it hard enough making content for y'all and it's causing me anger problems at even my own co-writers which I have to apologize to them again, because my anger isn't pointed at them, it's always towards me and the situation at hand. As you may or may not know, these scenes in Koikatsu take me a very long time, and since I have a terrible flaw where I can't focus or retain attention... on literally anything... I get distracted so easily! So yeah, that's why there's a lack of posts from me.

Team Clover doing some skydiving before some hang-gliding. This is the cover art.

During the night sky, the rhythmic lull of the waves provided a tranquil backdrop to the peaceful night. The air was still, carrying the salty scent of the ocean. As the clock struck midnight, appearing in the clear twilight skyline, two large cargo planes loomed over the innocent island. Inside the mysterious plane, a group of enigmatic females wore identical green and white jumpsuits with white high-heeled boots, patiently awaiting their orders. Walking down the row of attractive young ladies, “Okay, ladies, we will be arriving at our drop-off point soon, so I want you to be ready. You know our objective, so let's make Mistress proud,” said a long-haired blonde who tied her hair to one side, wearing the same green and white jumpsuit as the rest of the group. Soon, the whole plane erupted, “Yes, Glory to the Mistress!”

Soon, over the intercom of the cargo plane, came the message, “Readying to drop payload, please stand by.” Without any hesitation, the army of ladies in unison prepared themselves for the task at hand, clipping on their last bit of gear and waiting for the signal to drop. The blonde female began her final inspection of her troops before she took her spot in front of the cargo door, taking out her intercom and pressing a button. “This is Team Clover, status ready to drop,” said the leader, which promptly led to the cargo plane door slowly sliding open, causing a gust of icy cold wind to blow into the plane.

Without any hesitation, the ladies began to leap out into the peaceful night sky, free-falling at speed towards their target location. Feeling the cold air passing over their faces as they dropped, the sense of freedom that they had all been craving for so long surged within them. “Prepare to activate your gliders, ladies. We're getting close to the location,” said the blonde-haired leader through her communicator.

Without a second thought, the group of ladies all pulled their glider cords, releasing their gliders. Gracefully, each lady began to maneuver herself back on a course towards the island to which they were to descend. Landing confidently in the dense, flourishing green forest, hearing the sounds of wildlife, the ladies unclipped their gliders from themselves to move more easily. Seeing that all her group was accounted for, the blonde woman took out her communicator again. “Team Clover here. We landed without any incident, ready to head to Location A.” For a moment, the radio went silent before another voice could be heard. “This is Team Thorn here. We are all accounted for too, ready to head to Location B.” Hearing this, another group of ladies who had already made their way onto the island before the start of the mission, sitting in a cargo truck awaiting further orders, knew that they had an important role to play.

Surprise, I don't know or have a hang-glider asset in Koikatsu... so enjoy the parachute. Sorry.

“Seems both teams have arrived. I guess we'd better get into place before the big show begins,” said a golden-blonde henchwoman with two long split ends at the back, wearing a white lab coat and headphones over her head as she listened to the conversations of the two teams of mysterious invaders. Hearing a sigh from the front of the truck, “Man, all this waiting is so boring. I just want to get in there and get back at those maggots,” said a white-haired female with a long ponytail, who wore a white tunic and matching white hat, which obscured her face from view. “Now, now, Petal, we mustn't rush things like this, as if we do, it can surely kiss our paradise of purifying this cruel world of mankind goodbye,” said the brunette driver with red eyes, who saw that her words had gotten through to the young henchwoman's mind as she soon saw a small smile form on the white-haired young lady. “Yes, my apologies, your Ladyship,” replied the woman as she continued her duties inside the unmarked vehicle.

Lily and Blossom in disguises... kind of.

As two stealth jets approach the deepest parts of the Peruvian jungle, a brunette with a distinct white-and-blue headband is flying the jet, while her passenger has short red hair. Sheathed in a metallic covering, the young woman holds a wooden sword in her hand. She holds the two-handed weapon with just her right hand as she uses her thumb to push the hilt of the sword upward to see a bit of the wooden blade, making a “TCK” sound, while gravity pulls the sword back down to its original closed position, making a clank sound. Her cherry-blossom-colored mask is staring off into the distance as she keeps repeating the thumb motion on her weapon. However, after a loud clash of the hilt on the sheath, it brings the redhead way back to her childhood.

This is Mika and Kikiyou, the two henchwomen that were assisting Daisy's flower shop in Act 11.

You'll soon see why young Kiki thinks her mom abandoned her.

If anyone knows what anime or movie this motion is from, let me know in the comments. I legit don't know, but it looks cool.

A child with red hair that reached the back of her shoulders was listening in on a conversation with her mother and father.

A loud scream from the man resonated through her ears: “Holy shit, woman! Don't you know how much I slave day by day making sure the two of you can live in this home? “Earth to Saeko, mansions aren’t cheap. Our goddamn kid is definitely not cheap, that’s for damn sure!” the man yelled. “Honey, please, I'm trying my best here. You know how hard it is for me to find a job since your production company didn't need me anymore! Also, please stop making fun of your daughter; she just wants her father around. What is so difficult about that?” The young redhead hid beneath the kitchen table as she continued to listen in on the argument. “Bitch! Don't you know how acting works? These jobs take most of my day away. I'm not intentionally staying away from you, especially when it's a big production. I have to be there every freaking day, or they're going to sack my ass, and that is something I definitely can't do, even for you! Do you think our money grows on trees, Saeko?” questioned the redhead's father. “Did you already forget I used to work under you, Johnny? I know how busy the job is, but there were a few days when you weren't shoved in at work for 12-plus hours a day. I know you're lying about something, Johnny, and I want to know why! As your wife, I have the right to know!”

Saeko exclaimed. “You don't have the right to learn shit. How dare you question my integrity? I give you straight and honest answers, but clearly, you just want to be a bitch to me because I don't look after Kikiyou every day! I'm going to have to teach you a fucking lesson in manners!” Johnny yelled as he backed away. However, the child burst from beneath the table yelling, “Leave Mommy alone!”

Johnny exclaimed, “I wasn't going to do anything to your mother. It's called a threat! However, you look like you need some lessons taught to yourself!” Johnny then slapped Kikiyou in the face, causing her to recoil backward, but she kept her balance. However, she ran right back under the table, crying and holding both her ears with her hands.

Yeah, it's fine to hit the kid instead? Nice logic, Johnny... (I'm being sarcastic btw).

It turns out this redhead on the jet is Miyazaki Kikiyou, a recruit from one of Doctor Lavender Demeter's 'classes' to help vulnerable women who have been hurt by other men, physically or emotionally. A 'tch' sound was made by the redhead as, once again, the sword fell, causing the hilt to hit the sheath. “I'm Johnny fucking Carlson, big-name actor and one hell of a fighter, and you're just some fucking kid! You should be grateful that you're even living here!” The man screamed as Saeko jumped at him with her hands trying to restrain him, yelling, “How fucking dare you hit my daughter, Johnny! OUR DAUGHTER!!” However, the brunette was using her communicator to radio in, “Petal Mike India reporting in, we are almost at our destination, over.” The hilt of Kikiyou's sword once again hit the sheath, causing a noise that brought the young woman back.

What the young woman was witnessing this time was herself and her mother, Saeko, living in a small apartment room in Koreatown. A loud, abrasive, and mean-looking landlord, a Korean man, is hounding Kiki’s mother for the rent of the month. “Are you for real, woman? It’s been due for a day so far, and all you’re giving me is excuses! Did the nuke on your shithead country cause your brain to shrivel?!” The landlord screamed as Saeko was in a dogeza position (prostration), begging for another day to pay off the rent. “Please, sir, it’s really tough finding a job right now, and I need to be able to feed the both of us; that is why I’m short right now. If you give me another day, I promise I’ll get it paid!” pleaded Saeko. “I swear to God, you stupid jjokbari! Everyone here is subjected to the same thing; just because you use your attractive womanly games on me doesn’t mean I give preferential treatment. OK! One more day. That’s final! If you fuck this up for me again, I’m personally throwing your child out and you right after!” Yet again, Kikiyou is hiding under a table, scared… But now she shakes her head, realizing it was all just a daydream… “What is going on with me?” thought Kikiyou to herself. She taps the hilt of her sword once again, causing the hilt to clash with the sheath, sending Kikiyou back to her visions.

What Kikiyou was witnessing was herself, maybe a month ago, in what appeared to be a sushi restaurant, wearing a uniform she clearly wasn't a fan of, as it contained a skirt that showed too much of her legs. Kiki communicated, “ズボンを履かせていただけますか？このスカートは着るのに非常に不快です。 (Can I please wear some pants? This skirt is highly degrading to wear.)” An Asian male who was quite muscular but slightly shorter than Kiki, clearly displaying some sort of machismo by puffing up his chest at the woman, replied, “Are you kidding me, newbie? Did you fully read or understand what you applied for? This is part of the dress code. DRESS. CODE. If you had such a problem with it, why did you even apply in the first place? Jesus Christ, are Japanese women always this daft, or is it just you? You're lucky I even know Japanese; otherwise, you would just be yammering gibberish nonsense to me!”

Chizuru, another waitress is talking to Mika (18).

Kikiyou attempted again in reply, “英語でのコミュニケーションが上手ではありませんが、今とても寒いです。これは、あなたが私たち女の子に着せているこの馬鹿げたスカートが原因です。 (I am sorry I do not communicate well in English, but I am very cold right now, and it has to do with this stupid skirt you're making us girls wear.)” The owner replied angrily, “Bro, I could just fire you right now! Would you like that? No?!?! Well then, get to dishwashing, woman. I heard that is what you folk are good at.”

However, an incoming communication went back to the brunette. What appeared to be an Asian accent replied, “Lady Mike Alpha here. We are about fifteen clicks away as well. Don't forget to land at least 700 yards from the target. You do not want your jet to be located. Over.”

Reminder that . o O means it's a thought bubble, so no one hears what Kiki is saying.

Daily reminder that Thorn not the Rose we used to know anymore, she is more sadistic and callous.

Kikiyou angrily pushed the sword up again, causing the hilt to clash with the sheath once more, bringing her back to the same restaurant as before. “Ugh, asshole,” whispered Kikiyou angrily as she walked up to the sink to wash the large stack of dishes. A young brunette with a unique headband approached the redheaded girl and said, “Hey newbie! I know this may be a bit late… The boss is a washed-up sexist prick, but he's harmless. Otherwise, this place would be in the ground way before now.” Kikiyou did not reply and kept to herself while washing more and more dishes. “Strong silent type, are we?” the brunette chirped. Kikiyou didn't know what to say. It's not that she was ignoring the other woman, but her mind was all in a tangle right now. The brunette then swapped to Kikiyou's left and greeted, “Well, I can feel there's something deeply wrong with you, and it's making me more curious. Anyway, my name's Mika.” The brunette then stretched out her hand to the redhead.

It took me two hours to make this little washing area section in this restaurant scene. Props to the original map maker is in the description.

Mika in this timeline is such a sweetheart compared to Beach Bunny Mika... kind of ironic.

Back to the jets, Mika replied to the communicator, “Roger that, Lady Mike Alpha. Over.” Kikiyou started to feel less angered but continued to push her sword up with her right thumb, causing another clashing sound. A voice was heard, “Hello? Earth to redhead, come in.” As the past Kikiyou angrily glared at the girl talking to her because of that statement triggering her abusive incident, she paused for a moment to realize that the brunette's hand was still out, which reminded her of her mother smiling at her, holding her hand out to child Kiki minutes after she was assaulted.

It's a past cutscene inside of a cutscene already in the past!!! Cutsceneception!!!~

The memory of Saeko, her mother, holding out her hand, showing she'll always care for Kiki.

“I'm Kikiyou... Miyazaki Kikiyou,” replied the redhead. “Oh wow, she talks! What a miracle... I'm joking, by the way! It's a thing I'm trying to employ called 'relieving the tension' around the room. It's a method that I was taught by a psychologist, I think; anyway, it is used to help us both reach a balanced level of emotion,” remarked Mika, which made Kikiyou smile a bit. “Hey! I got the lady to smile! Victory for me! Anyway, Kiki-san, I have to get back to waitressing, but lunch is in an hour from now. Maybe you want to hang outside with me?” asked Mika. The young lady didn't know anyone would actively want to hang out with her, making her actually feel welcomed for once. “Sure, that sounds cool. I will see you then, Mika-san,” replied Kikiyou.

Daily reminder that in Japanese culture, the surname is said first... but since Kikiyou here is talking to a foreigner, she said it in the normal ordering the west is used to.

Reliving that memory caused Kiki to look back at Mika with her blue operation mask on. However, since she was focused on piloting, she didn't notice her best friend looking. This time, Kikiyou made a calm raising of her blade from the sheath, causing the hilt to clash again. She was alone in the office of Dr. Demeter, looking right at the violet-haired psychoanalyst and confronting her. “I know how you are, Violet Vanderfleet. I've read about you on many darknet sites. Just because you change your entire persona, wear that outfit, and redo your hair, all of that won't fool me,” validated Kikiyou. “Quite impressive that you're able to even know what the dark net is. May I ask how you knew how to access it, young lady?” asked Violet. “A piece of shit deadbeat father not being there means I got bored a lot,” smirked Kikiyou.

Kikiyou... is... like... the hottest biker chick at the moment.

Back at the jet, she put her left hand on the sheath and then moved her right hand off to let the hilt slide down to touch her left thumb. She then repeated the same motion until the clash sound happened again, bringing her back to Violet's office. “Charming. Since you know who I am, you won't get the tedious speech about men being the blight of the planet. Are you in or out?” demanded Violet. “Of course, I want in,” answered Kikiyou. “Well, that's pretty much settled...” said Violet, then being interrupted. “Nuh-uh-uh, I had a condition before joining. Bring Mika along as well. She's the brunette with the headband who tends to hang around me. It should be obvious, deal?” requested Kikiyou with a smug tone. “That's fine with me. The more, the merrier, they say. This class is a drag anyway. Once I finish the courses, they can go straight home, as I have no use for weakness in my organization,” announced Violet.

Uh, like in manga... read it from right-to-left. Ugh, sorry.

Back at the jet, it felt like an eternity for Kikiyou before they landed. She was excited yet impatient, wanting in on the action, to show the world that she was a great combatant. The blade tapped down, making the clashing noise again. It was outside the back door of the restaurant as the two were talking to each other about their lives. “Damn, that's rough, Kikyo-san. I can't imagine what it's like being completely neglected like that... even though I got thrown away by my parents before I even got to know them, at least I didn't get hit in the face. I'm so sorry,” empathized Mika with her thick Finnish accent.

“Thanks, Mika-san. I just feel like nothing mat...” said Kikiyou as she was interrupted by her phone going off. She listened to her phone and answered, “Hello... yes, this is Kikiyou speaking... what the hell do you mean she's in a coma?! ... I'll be on my way.” The redhead hung up as her eyes were pouring tears, and Mika hugged her immediately to lend a shoulder to cry on. “I'm so sorry, my friend... that's horrible what happened to Saeko-san. We've got to get going to the hospital. Do you know which one she's in?” questioned Mika. “Cedars-Sinai Medical,” replied Kikiyou. “We should go there right now,” suggested Mika.

Both girls are sad.

However, Kikiyou is back to reality, facing a bit of a crisis right now, remembering what really happened at that moment, at least in her recollection of thoughts… Another sword clash is heard as she’s already in Saeko’s hospital room, staring at her mother with tubes all around her mouth, unconscious. “This is horrible. The doctors say they don’t know when she’s waking up… Some sort of drug caused a massive shortage of nerve failures, causing her brain to essentially shut down,” reported Mika. “This is unbelievable… I’ve got to get to the bottom of this…” muttered Kikiyou as she rushed out of the hospital to get to her home. “Wait up!” exclaimed Mika as she rushed to catch up to her friend.

OMG!! How dare the writers put the MILF in a coma?!?!

Kikiyou's head was shaking a lot, but she composed herself before she became noticeable to her friend, still piloting the stealth jet they were both in. Her left thumb raised the blade once again, and “CLUNK!” All of a sudden, young Kiki and Mika were dredging around Saeko and Kiki's apartment, looking for any clues that could have possibly caused the coma. Kikiyou gasped, “What is this? This bottle... and a letter?” The redhead immediately opened the letter to read what was inside while Mika studied the bottle closely. “Kiki, I'll be back in like 10 minutes. I know a guy who can find out what this really is. Just stay there, okay?” exclaimed Mika as she rushed out of the apartment.

More tears streamed down Kiki's face as she slowly said, “Ojiisan died?” The immediate rush of emotional pain hit her like a whip, lashing the young lady back to reality. “Fuck,” said Kikiyou. “Hey, are you alright, hon?” asked a concerned Mika as she was three clicks from the drop-off point. “Yeah, just had something on my mind... it's gone now. Thanks, Mika-san.” The sword sound clacked once again as she was brought back to her apartment, finishing reading Saeko's letter and dropping it to the ground in despair.

Kikiyou's rational mind has left the building.

Crappy quality newspaper article is on the left, and the letter is on the right.

Kikiyou was back on the jet as Mika was starting the landing process. “Petal Mike India reporting in, we are starting to deploy on the target, over,” radioed in Mika. “Acknowledged. Lady Mike Alpha and Maiden Prime Tango are already deployed and are on approach to the installation, over.” The redhead thought to herself, “Why did you do this to me, Mom? Out of everyone in the world, why did you have to keep secrets from me? Your own FUCKING daughter! I'll make sure to be the best onna-musha in the United States and make you look like a fool, Mom ... I mean ... Miyazaki Saeko.”

I'm a family man, even though I'm single man... and writing this was the most heartbreaking thing I did, considering Kikiyou is literally starting to hate her mom...

Her left thumb raised the blade a bit higher, just for it to come back down with a loud “CLACK” sound. Back in Saeko's room, past Kiki pulled out the other document from the envelope, showing a snippet of a news article in Japanese. It showed young Saeko and her family, with Saeko wearing traditional onna-musha armor and her katana, standing proud with someone who appeared to be a leader figure shaking her hand. “I see... an onna-musha... a female warrior... that's what I should be. Okay, Mother. Show me the way then,” whispered Kikiyou to herself. A minute later, Mika ran back inside the apartment room, gasping for air. The redhead rushed out of Saeko's room to see what happened. “Mika-san, what's wrong?” asked Kikiyou. “Oh, nothing... just rush hour... (writer's note: I'm trying to display Mika's charm by referencing a movie line... see clip here if you have no idea what I'm talking about) anyway, my guy told me this bottle contained opium. I don't know how... or why... but it's for real. I'm sorry, Kiki-san.” The tears dried off Kiki's face as now she was burning up in bitter fury. Kikiyou thought to herself, “Why, Mom? Why would you do this reckless shit behind my back? You're already ill, and you take drugs... for what? Your letter already said you were having a hard time living, so what?!?! You want to die and leave me alone in this world? FINE. FUCK YOU, AND ALL OF THE MEN THAT HAVE FUCKED WITH ME. I'll annihilate them all. I'M TIRED OF ALL OF THIS SHIT!” With her head down, she said, “Mika, go back to the restaurant. I don't want you to lose your job. I'm done with it; I'm going to train... to become a great warrior. Here's my number if you want to keep in touch...” announced Kikiyou.

The sound of seatbelts being detached brought young Kikiyou back to reality. “Well, that was more nerve-wracking than I thought it would be... but we're alive, Kikyo-san!” exclaimed Mika, but Kikiyou didn't reply and felt the urge to remain in her rage while the sword hilt once again smacked against the metallic sheath. “I've trained for a month straight... I don't need breaks... I don't need friends... I just need to be strong… I need this win for Violet,” thought Kikiyou to herself. Kikiyou was sent back to Dr. Demeter's office as Violet said, “I suggest you get your friend over here, then take the door on the left. It will bring you outside to a large truck. Both of you get on it and tell the driver this phrase exactly... 'Open your heart.' She'll know to bring you to our base of operations. I hope you don't get seasick easily, Miss Miyazaki; now I have to get back to my class.” Kikiyou went back outside, where Mika was waiting and taking her break. Mika thought to herself, “I'm really worried about Kiki. I just don't know how to tell her my concerns... she's been changing over time into something that scares me... but I care about her, and I want to support whatever goal she is pursuing... this onna-musha thing... it's causing her to see anger instead of tranquility. The things she said to the other women in class were crazy; she speaks Japanese to the white girls to troll them, and then she randomly tells me everything about how she feels about Saeko... it just seems so wrong. That's her own mother, and now she's turning against her own flesh and blood... ugh, what am I thinking? I just have to be there for her so she doesn't go off the deep end.” Kikiyou was already beside Mika, which startled her a bit. “Let's go. My suspicions are correct… this is merely a henchwoman recruitment group. And we're chosen.” Mika smiled and followed along, knowing that this was definitely going to be a tough time, but she had to support her friend. Back to present reality, Mika was waving her hand at Kiki’s mask and asked, “Are you okay, dear?” Kikiyou replied, “Oh, I’m sorry, Mika-san. It’s just… I’m worried about us separating on this mission. I want to be there protecting you…” Mika blushed and noted, “We will soon enough; in the meantime, don’t worry so much about me, meathead… I know how to protect myself too, you know?” The two girls chuckle at each other and then get out of the stealth jet.

Navigating through the exotic bushes and branches of the winding forest scape, the group of ladies wearing green and white jumpsuits quickly made short work of the rough, humid environment. Signaling to stop her team from advancing any further, “Seems we found the area we're supposed to disable,” said one of the henchwomen, carefully observing the area with some high-tech binoculars. “Ok, Maiden Prime, what you do you suggest of the searchlights? They are much brighter than we anticipated,” asked an older woman with black bobbed hair, who stood next to the brunette-haired lady with a black-and-red rose pin on the back of her head, who began to ponder a strategy to use.

Seeing the busy-looking outpost, one of the henchwomen looked on in amazement at how secure the area was, watching a patrol do its rounds with the utmost professionalism. “Looking at this, it doesn't seem easy to get in...” thought the woman with spiked brunette hair wearing a blue-and-white headband before being nudged by her red-haired teammate with short, spiky hair. “Focus. You need to know what part you play,” replied her friend, who soon refocused with the rest of the group. “Ladies, we have discussed the plan back in base, but I want to reiterate some things. Kiki and Mika, since you landed in a different area, make sure to get to your positions ASAP after this report. Turn on your visuals so you can see what I’m looking at…. Are you good? Okay, it seems the area is indeed highly secure, with the highest level of security seen on the island so far. This means we need to be utmost in our attack formation,” explained the brown-haired team leader, who grabbed a nearby stick and began to draw on the ground the current situation they were in. “Seeing how this base looks, we have at least a few guards stationed here and here...” said the group leader as she pointed at several points that she drew as circles on the ground. “We know from our intel that this base is the heart of its operations, so we must strike a decisive blow here,” continued the brunette, pointing at the center of her crude blueprint.

It also took me two hours to make this map on my own... DON'T FREAKING LAUGH AT MY CRAPPY ROADS, ALRIGHT? XD

Watching on, the older, more skilled black-haired henchwoman smiled with joy, seeing the young brunette take charge with her teammates. “They may be able to pull this off with her in charge,” thought the veteran henchwoman as she soon questioned the leader about possible struggles that their team might face. The confident younger woman answered all the concerns that the older woman had and several from her other teammates, which indeed made a mark on everyone present. When the redhead and spiky-haired brunette disconnected from the Maiden Prime’s eyewear, she reminded the black-hair veteran, “As long as those two are separated from each other, their love and wanton need to protect each other won’t be a distraction to their goals.

Inside the heavily fortified military installation, a bellowing, thunderous bark from a well-established military leader screamed at someone on a communication line, “Don't make me laugh! Your spy organization has no jurisdiction over military matters, so just pipe down and let the big boys deal with this threat you're so afraid of,” spat a defiant and irritated man who wore numerous medals showing his experience in combat. “With all due respect, General, you've got no idea how much danger that Violet Vanderfleet can cause if the items she stole from WOOHP are unleashed on the world,” replied the voice of the elderly spymaster who tried to defuse the situation that had spilled over from countless failed attempts to contact the military. Smashing his fist onto the hard desk, “Do you even hear what you're saying right now? If it weren’t for your failed apprehension of that madwoman, we wouldn't be in this mess. So, for the last time, we won't need your spies to come in to save the day,” exclaimed the General. While the heated argument escalated, a shadowy figure zoomed on a green and white hoverboard, skillfully avoiding the security forces. Pulling out what looked like a small green gun, she aimed it towards a small area of the wall, firing three muffled shots that began to drill into the surface. “It’s time to cause some pain,” muttered the mysterious woman as she zipped away. “I've fired the shots into the area. Ready to proceed to the next phase,” communicated the brunette woman with long hair and a rose pin into her communicator.

Soon, hearing a winding sound through the wall, a patrol officer inside began to signal a fellow soldier. “Hey, what's that sound?” asked the first soldier, who sounded concerned about the noise he heard. However, the second guard reassured his friend, “It must have been your imagination since you haven't had a break, have you, Private?” asked the second soldier as he gestured for the first soldier to go to the break room to rest. Soon, the sound of the drilling stopped just as a small, sharp edge peeked through the wall. As the tip of the strange projectile began to swivel open, a peculiar green slither made its way to the cold metal flooring of the enemy base, crushing several important pipes. Steam began to billow out from the destruction caused by the monstrous parasite.

Back inside the General's office, he leaned back in his chair. “Mr. Spy Master, as you can see, my base is one of the safest, and I don't need a third-rate spy agency calling me about a vengeful army of ladies coming towards...” spoke the tired General. He soon quieted down, as a rush of a memory he had suppressed for what seemed like years surfaced-a young blonde female smiling at him before he could reach out or call her name. A single tear began to slide down his face as he tried to call the woman's name, but to no avail. “General! General... Sir, please wake up,” said a muffled voice. His piercing blue eyes flicked open, and he saw that his room was shrouded in darkness. Trying to understand what was happening, he picked up the communicator. “This is the General. What the HELL is going on out there?” he barked in fury as he stormed out of his office to assess the situation.

Commotion sprang outside as the mysterious masked figure began to circle the nearby area and found a small, unguarded spot on the roof. Taking the opportunity that presented itself, the figure flew with skill toward the area she found that would give her the best chance to get inside. “I'm in,” quietly said the skilled hoverboard rider to her other cohorts, who began their duties to take over the base from the military.

Watching everything unfold in the safety of a lab, an elegant figure with long, honey-blonde hair, wearing a pair of green and white safety goggles that had a purple tint to them, observed with interest as the invaders made quick work of taking control of the security system of the military base. “Ooh, it seems the Maiden Primes are living up to Mistress's vision. Wouldn't you agree, babe?” asked the scientist as she licked her lips. Nodding in agreement at the work all the teams were doing, the red-haired female with a short ponytail, in her jumpsuit, replied, “Yeah, they are so effective in dealing with the problems that present themselves so quickly.”

Mika impressing the nobodies around her with her charm.

As we go back to the stealth team of four henchwomen, the black-haired henchwoman with a black operation mask and the brunette with a light brown operation mask are sneaking together to a man that was heading towards where the feeders were shot at, and they both coordinated a sneak attack on him. The black-masked woman grabbed the neck of the male soldier, and as he was being attacked, he tried to reach for his rifle; the light brown-masked woman had a green-and-white pistol pointed at his face. The lady motions him to get on the ground with her other hand, while also ending it with her left index finger pointed straight at her mouth to ensure the man gets down silently. While the pistol is still aimed at the man’s head, she relieves him of both his main weapon and his sidearm and all of his grenades. As the chokehold starts to cause the male soldier to lose his consciousness, the two women make sure he has a silent landing on the rocky ground. Since the two are able to communicate through their masks due to the advanced technology filtering out the outgoing sound, the black-haired lady asked, “Why didn’t we just shoot him?” The brunette lady replied, “Saving ammo. Only have to use it when necessary.”

This random military guy is FUCKED.

WHAT AN AMAZING LEAPING LEG HOLD CHOKE BY MARGARET! HAVE YOU SEEN ANYTHING BETTER IN YOUR LIFE? (I'm trying to sound like a wrassling announcer, okay? Don't judge me).

Beat him down, stole his stuff and humiliated him, classic.

Coming from the radio signal is the redhead Kikiyou communicating, “Petal Kilo on roof. Five bogeys, I’m going in, over.” Mika radioed in, “Petal Mike India on the lower level, I’m en route to the door, over.” Mika thought to herself, “Goddamn, this is one heck of a climb; there are no guards that are solo either. This will be a tough one.” Kiki noticed one guard in heavy military gear on the chest and legs, but these soldiers don’t have much for facial protection other than a balaclava to cover their mouth and a light helmet to cover the top and back of their head. The redheaded henchwoman rushed forward quickly and leaped from the high ground a few yards down to then land both of her legs on the guy’s shoulders and use her thighs to restrain the man’s neck.

Self-doubt, Miss Miyazaki?

Before the man was able to react to move his assault rifle to aim at the woman, she dealt a pendulum flip parkour technique to cause the soldier to lose his balance and flip to the ground. Kikiyou kept choking the guy with her exceptionally strong thighs, making the man panic because now both of his arms are held upward by hers, so he has no way to reach for his weapons, and he can’t yell for help either. She was smart to do the attack while the nearest guard was too far away to hear the heavy armor of the choking soldier colliding with the ground. What was even scarier was there was not a single sound from Kikiyou’s mouth, and neither did she flinch, but she was feeling good about putting a man to sleep as the soldier lost consciousness.

SURPRISE!

It's a lullaby reference.

The pendulum flip part is too difficult, so here's both of them on the ground.

“One blight to society down,” communicated Kiki through her comms network as the brunette leader said to her black-haired co-leader, “Less than a minute and she took out one on her own. Impressive choice of recruit indeed, Mistress.” The black-haired henchwoman noted, “I am proud of my seito. I taught her plenty of useful grappling techniques.”

TO BE CONTINUED…

Here's some bonus scenes for those reading this far:

Up close and personal

Damn she has large breasts

Black lipstick is hot

Kiki's true sadness after hearing mommy is in a coma...

... into a complete 180 once she realized that her mom is hiding secrets from her, wanting to possibly commit suicide and leaving young Kikiyou to live on her own

Here's her without a mask, choking the soldier out.

Chapter Text

Act 17— The Fight for our Lives, Part II – A Trampled Petal in a Garden of Despair

(cw: child abuse, sexual themes, offensive language. violence)

Note: I am exhausted from the amount of scenes I made for this one chapter that is only 5300 words. Ugh, I fucked myself good and I'm sorry that I'm late posting this. It's just impossible to stay focused. No funny commentary for these scenes, I'm just injecting em and getting this post over with so I can focus on Act 18, which has no scheduled release date.

The flashbacks for this Act will focus on henchwoman Mika Ilvonen, Kikiyou's best friend, who was only shown in Act 11, in an attempt on understanding the young woman’s motivation for joining Violet’s cause.

After Kikiyou’s communication back to her team, she notices the large spotlight he was originally standing nearby. It was so bright that it could locate needles in a haystack. She took out her onna-musha wood blade and slashed the wiring that kept the light activated as it then fell on the ground. “One down, four more to go.” announced Kikiyou.

Mika communicated to everyone, “Petal Mike India near my target, over.” The leader radioed back, “Maiden Prime Tango here. Don’t mess up, you got a lot of pressure on you, greenhorn. I would hate for you to make the Mistress disappointed, huh, petal? Toodles, spikehead!” Mika activated the proximity tracker on the goggles on her mask and thought to herself, “There’s two guards always guarding this area where I’m supposed to fire the feeder weapon. I’ll have to distract them.” She picks up a rock from the ground and tosses it such that it hits the ground near them causing them to point their weapons at that direction. She rushes towards the distracted guards with her pistol on her right and one of her specialty wood daggers on her left hand.

She put her mask on after the thought.

This just reminded the girl of her past. Vantaa, Finland, the place she grew up in, was a slum. A teenage Mika wearing a light blue jacket and jeans is holding a rock in her left hand and a closed package in her right hand. She was in an alley and noticed two men just chatting with each other, but both of them were clearly brandishing knives on their belts. She took the rock and threw it a long distance ahead of them so they’d get distracted as she continued to run with her package as quickly as possible forward.

She ran into a bunch of armed men, and they pointed their pistols at her; she raised both of her hands. One of the goons walks up to her and grabs the package on her arm and opens it to reveal two pounds of cocaine. The goon gives it back to her and says, “Ensimmäisellä kerralla toit takaisin 2 kiloa. Hyvää työtä, aloittelija! (Your first run and you bring back 2 pounds. Good job, greenhorn.)” She walks forward into the building to see a bunch of scantily clad women, what appear to be gang members, and a suited man with a brimmed hat. “Excellent job, Mika. You actually managed to get the package. The boss will be very impressed,” complimented the man with a heavy Finnish accent.

When she ran to the two guards, they heard her coming, but it was too late, as she hit the guard on her right-hand side in his face with the blunt end of the dagger.

However, it has shifted back into a drab, dirty place that appeared to be an orphanage with a bunch of raggedly clothed children talking to each other as the door behind the 4-year-old Mika closed. “Mika, olet uusi orpo, vai? Olet todella kaunis tyttö. (Mika, you’re the new orphan, huh? You are definitely one fine-looking girl,” said a blonde man who appears to be in his 30s and wearing a blue suit. He walks closer to the very young girl and feels her slightly long brown hair and takes a sniff of it. The girl was wearing a white dress with ankle socks and little slippers. He starts to lightly rub his right hand on her bum, and then as he starts to move his hands around her chest very tightly, his hands move closer down the dress. “Se on vain fyysinen arviointi. (It's just a physical assessment.)” Mika started to whine and cry as the man’s hands got closer to her private parts. This caused the orphanage employee to deal a very hard slap to the right butt cheek of the young girl, resulting in a loud scream.

...and that is all I'm putting. I do not agree with what this POS guy does, but this is merely done for context in the story. This DOES NOT MEAN I AGREE WITH THIS IN GENERAL.

 

As the force of the steel pommel smashed on the male soldier’s face, he flinched backward to grab on to his face as Mika then used her pistol on the guard on her left-hand side and fired a tranquilizer dart right at the fabric mask, causing the guard to immediately faint, and she moved her left leg on the guard’s back in order to soften his fall to avoid making too much noise.

Yet, a 16-year-old Mika (I want to stress that 16 is the legal age of consent in Finland) was in a beautiful and provocative blue lingerie set while she is stretching out her left leg out in what appears to be a dull looking but relatively clean motel room with the lights at a minimal setting, the television off and a half-naked portly man in his mid 30s taking off his salmon-colored t-shirt enjoying the little teasing show that Mika was doing for him.

He even got to touch her foot that is covered with a transparent purple pantyhose. Her left hand was pointing towards him as she rotated her hand to show her palm and closed every finger except her index finger, slowly folding it closed and open to motion the man to come closer as she used her right hand to feel around her belly button.

 

“Come. You wanted to get a taste of my skin first? Well, c’mon, big boy,” ordered the teenage Mika as the man started to suck on her stomach as she was making moaning sounds. However, her head was arched back with a massive face of disgust at what she was doing.

 

Back to reality, as the soldier fell flat on his face with not too much noise other than the soft mountain-like ground shaking a tad, the other soldier that had his face smashed in by the dagger’s blunt edge attempted to grab his sidearm, but Mika was too quick, as she was already behind him, applying a rear-naked choke. As the man attempts to move his hands to reach up to Mika’s mask, she locks both of her legs on the man’s body, causing him to fall on his knees.

If you look close enough, there's a tranq dart near his nose.

I don't know, I just thought of Johnny Cage when making this scene.

 

However, a voice came into Mika’s mind. “Men always took advantage of us prostitutes even when we were willing to go with them. It’s just the money. Men don’t want to give up their money. The more desperate they are for our ‘companionship,’ the more they want to try to get away with it for free. That is why knowing how to fight back is necessary,” said a blonde female with long hair to young Mika. “You see how I’m grabbing your neck with my right and your shoulder with my right? It’s to make sure that you have few options. However, it’s not perfect, and sometimes you’ll have to rely on using your legs to hook on the lower body to limit their escape,” explained what appeared to be an older friend or mentor as Mika taps her hands on the ground to surrender. While Mika continues to keep her chokehold strong on the soldier, with no options left, with no ability to breathe any further, the man slides into an unconscious state. Mika let go and dragged both the soldier’s bodies further away from being seen and fired a tranq dart into the neck of the choked-out male.

“Petal Mike India reporting. Two cretins of society taking long naps and successfully restrained in vine cuffs. Firing the feeders now, over,” reported Mika over the communicator. “Excellent job, recruit. You are a very strong asset for sure. Oh, may you be a dear for me and help carry those filthy men down here where we are? Also, you’ll have to hold their gear as well. Smooches to you, my peachy spiky-haired girl. Maiden Prime Tango out.” The leader blessed with a bit of sarcasm. As Mika takes out what appears to be a submachine gun with a vertical grip near the end, she fires a shot into the barricaded building, causing another faint drilling sound, and another green parasitic plant moves around and uses its large teeth to eat through the nearby wiring, as now the entire security system that is used to call further reinforcements has been fully disabled.

I tried to pull a Sania from Agent Aika and I failed miserably

“I just realized… Thorn has been giving me jabs ever since we got here… the fuck is her problem?” thought Mika in her mind.

She's got a surprising large amount of lower body strength

Last bonus moment of Mika that wasn't directly mentioned in the story. Even though Mika considers herself a really good friend of Kikiyou, she has been very worried about Kikiyou's path down to radicalism, but she's too conflicted in trying to convince her otherwise because she's scared of losing Kikiyou in battle and being lonely again... so she had to come along with her as a henchwoman to protect her, just like how Kikiyou is always devoted to protecting Mika.

 

Observing from the outside, the group of invaders noticed that the facility's lights began to go dark for a moment. “It’s showtime, ladies,” said a voice through each of the masked invaders as each team started to move out with a sense of urgency. Maneuvering through the thick, lush greenery to get to where they were all supposed to be, “This jungle is quite massive. We'd better not get lost in it,” said a red-haired invader with a short ponytail who tried to keep up with her group. “I've got to agree with you on that, girl,” replied the slightly golden blonde-haired woman with a braided ponytail from the front through their communication devices, who followed her red-haired friend through the jungle. “We're almost there, girls,” said the third voice. Seeing an opening, the trio of invaders saw a massive facility with a gigantic, intimidating fence wall right in front of them, with a spiked gate. But this gave the trio a surge of excitement as they soon began to look around for possible weak points to gain access to the inside of the enemy fort.

Welcome to the jungle's lower installation

Meanwhile, near the bottom of the mountain pass, the cargo truck that is hiding a large satellite and seven masked henchwomen inside remains stationary. The communicator buzzes, “This is Maiden Prime Tango reporting. The security system is disabled. You can drive on in, nice and slow, over.” The spiky and wavy brunette-haired henchwoman with a brown mask radioed back, “Excellent work, Team Tango. I am driving in now. Lady Bravo Lima out.” The white-haired woman with a long ponytail with a red bow attached to the short end is moving her clawed fist weapons in an excited fashion. “The moment we’ve all been waiting for!” exclaimed the lady as she licked her lips. The golden-blonde lady with long split tails is holding up her whip and confirmed, “I’m ready to prove my worth to the cause.” The five other unknown henchwomen that are wearing full helmets with a dark blue breathing mask at the bottom all have their assault rifles at the ready as the truck pretending to be giving additional supplies to the upper base installation approaches up the mountain pass as Blossom, Lily and Amelia take their masks off, and hide their weapons.

Don't mind the diagonals, please

Seeing an unmarked cargo truck coming into view, two heavily armed guards began to signal the driver to approach the checkpoint slowly. “This must be another load of supplies or something that the General is doing,” said one of the guards to his partner, who only shrugged his shoulder before approaching the driver's side of the van. Inside, the driver and their cohorts began to feel a slight sense of adrenaline kick in as they could hear the footsteps of the guard coming closer towards them. Winding down the window just a bit so it was easier to see the inside of the contents of the army of ladies hiding at the back of the truck, “We got a delivery here to drop off,” said the driver, trying their best to be as persuasive as possible. The soldier signals his partner to look around the vehicle for a moment. “Right, well, we need to do a routine inspection of the vehicle before you guys can get access to the facility,” instructed the soldier. The driver sighed for a moment. “Well then, I guess it was maybe a bit too easy to fool this scum,” thought the brunette driver, who threw a small ball-like object out of the window as it began to spread green vapors around the floor. “WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?” The soldier choked as he tried to cover as much of his face as possible while trying to signal for help. However, the blinding gas got him to run in a different direction.

I made a reference here. Don't click the link until you guessed.😀

The solider who closed the gate tried to not breathe the gas in but was too late, as he went unconscious on the spot. Blossom sexily moved out of the vehicle with her full-face mask on to look towards the gates, which were now shut.

“I’m going to need you to open it up, Maiden Prime Lily,” said the driver to the delight of the white-haired female, who smirked. “On it!” replied the woman as she put her mask on and exited the passenger side of the truck to take a look at the gate. A gust of wind began to blow in the face of the invader. Lily used the front of the truck to spring herself above the gate with an acrobatic jump. “No way, are these guys crazy or what?” thought the soldier for a moment, freezing on the spot, unable to comprehend his next move. This gave the attacker a perfect opportunity, as Lilly, seeing her target, leapt into action, using her sharp claws to swipe the weakly made gate into two.

What? You never heard of schrip before? Well, it's also a thing now.

Another soldier inside the gate is trying to resist the effects of the gas but is severely coughing. Lily already smashes the side of his face with the blunt end of her claw weapon, causing him to rebound backwards and fall down on his back with the force of gravity and his body hitting the hard ground, knocking him out. The coast looked clear as the white-haired henchwoman reached into her belt to grab some vine restraints to tie the males up.

Obviously, the gates are made out of paper, nyuk nyuk

The first soldier ran away from the smoke to realize he’s near the back of the cargo truck, when all of a sudden, a purple vine from one of the left-hand passenger windows gets ahold of the man’s body and pulls him toward the back of the truck, as Amelia pulls the whip higher such that it now is putting a stranglehold on the man’s neck.

As the soldier is now flailing around trying to get a grip of the whip and trying to loosen it, Amelia pulls with all of her force while using both of her legs on the locked back door to help pull her arms further back. The man is put to sleep 10 seconds later as she lets go of her whip, causing the knocked-out man to fall straight to the ground.

GET IT? BECAUSE WE UNINTENTIONALLY SIDELINED HER FOR 14 CHAPTERS?!?!? AHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA. Sorry. -P.S., the writers

Lily walks seductively to the truck and says through the open spot in the window, “Well done, Petal Amelia, you put this man in his rightful place.” Amelia responded while she took out a tablet with a portable keyboard attachment, “The feeders have pretty much disabled these people’s ability to call for more help outside of the base, and I’m just about to make sure the alarms can’t be activated.” While the golden-blonde henchwoman keeps on typing and says, “Got it! They’re silent now!” Blossom exclaimed, “More are coming to us! Get ready, petals; this is going to be a tough one!”

From the evening darkness of the jungle, there are headlights pointing towards the broken gate as five soldiers storm the front to figure out the disturbance from the green smoke. Lily and her team strip off the weapons and all gear from the three guards, fully tie up their bodies in vine restraints, tape their mouths, and toss them in the back of the truck.

Bag em' and tag em', folks

The five helmet-clad henchwomen rush out of the cargo truck to aim their rifles at the men coming; Blossom holds her right arm up to halt them from shooting. Lily radioed in, “Maiden Prime Tongo or whatever, it’s time for your sneakers to take out the lights!” Thorn radioed back, “You’re supposed to say ‘over’ if you want me to reply, over.” Lily yells, “This is not the fucking time for semantics, over!” Thorn chuckled and radioed back, “I already signaled my pedals anyway; you’ll be dark in a few seconds.”

Kikiyou got Thorns' signal and continued to sneak up to the second guard, who is currently behind a searchlight pointing his rifle at the area near the cargo truck, as Kikiyou then used her sword to quietly slash the wires, causing the searchlight to go dead.

“What the fuck?” the guard yelled out as Kiki then slammed the pommel of her wooden katana on the chin of the guard, causing him to lose his grip on his rifle, as she then swiftly turned her sword and slashed it multiple times, cutting off the strap that held his rifle, causing it to fall on the ground, then cutting the strap on their utility belt, causing it to fall down to the ground, then another to the zipper of the Kevlar armor they were wearing, then one to the actual belt of their pants, causing his pants to fall down to reveal a his speedo, and the last slash of her blade on the strap of their helmet, causing it to fall off.

OMNISLASHU - the move used to explain that these scenes run as long as my last run-on sentence XD

The man is freaked out, as he knows if he even tried to grab anything that is on the ground to defend himself, the masked kunoichi would slice him into pieces, so he tries to scream, but Kikiyou hits the temple of the man with her scabbard, causing him to fall over unconscious. “Two lights down, three to go,” the Japanese lady whispered to herself.

Meanwhile, Mika walked up to two soldiers that were trying to assess the current situation, and as they were distracted, she was holding an aerosol can. She did a leg sweep to both the male and female soldiers, causing them both to trip. The male soldier fell flat on his stomach, and the female soldier fell on top of him, face-up. Mika then did an acrobatic leap forward, holding a black aerosol with a red tip, and sprayed the aerosol at the female’s face, which shot a red-colored gas that caused the lady soldier to immediately go unconscious.

Since the male soldier wasn’t holding his rifle at the ready, with the superior officer on top of him knocked out, he wasn’t sure about getting up. He tried to ready his rifle, but Mika used her specialized dagger to tear through the soldier’s balaclava and then spray him with the sleepy gas, causing the man to sleep as well.

She then drags the two collapsed soldiers to her safe spot, where there are now four stripped-down bodies of soldiers with darts in their necks. “Petal Mika reporting, I now have a total of four bogeys down; unfortunately, I can’t hold any of their weaponry, over,” communicated Mika. “That’s fine, petal Mika. We’ll rendezvous with you first when the rooftop lights are all off,” replied Lily. Lily takes a look at Amelia and asks, “Is there any way to stop the headlights that are pointing at us? We can’t be tossing our smokes forever.” Amelia replied, “As they’re not connected to any of the base’s computers, I can’t remotely disable them; we have to do it the hard way.”

However, as that was said, five grenade-like devices fell down to the ground near the five soldiers and another group of five soldiers nearby protecting the headlights. A large area of effect of purple mist came out of the grenades as the soldiers that were only wearing balaclavas or not wearing eye protective gear started to cough constantly as if their lungs were being filled with air. The constant pain and wheezing are making it hard for them to even properly aim their weapons, let alone hold them, since they’re trying to open their mouths to breathe.

GASP, NOT THE PINK GRENADES, SCATTER

Out of nowhere, Thorn comes in from behind, doing a sideways flip, and whips three soldiers simultaneously, causing them all to flip over once in the air as they fall right on the ground really harshly, either on their backs or stomachs while they are being simultaneously electrocuted, causing them to get knocked out.

If you remember from Act 14, these whips have an electric option. They only have three charges though. I also took the liberty of making Thorn take out all of the lights at once too. Sorry, running low on time.

Meanwhile, Margaret is dashing through the mist to take down the soldiers that had proper mouth and eye protection by one of Violet’s plants that emits a bright light temporarily, which will temporarily blind the victim, doubly if they are using night vision goggles, then grabbing one of the male soldier’s left arms as they try to grab their sidearm, and she flips them over by getting both of her legs on his shoulders and using the force from the weight of her body to roll off of them, causing her to now position the man’s left arm in an arm bar.

I messed up the scenes according to the writing but it would take way too long to do a post-production fix, so enjoy the female getting the arm bar next.

With no hesitation she breaks the man’s left arm, causing him to scream, as Thorn is doing a bunch of acrobatic leaps and whip strikes to take out not one, not two, but three headlights at such a speed that the other soldiers are yelling, “What happened?” As the blinded soldier was slowly recovering and tried to point his rifle as Margaret, she just already shot the man in his face with the tranquilizer dart gun as the guy falls over while she made a sighing sound.

No more front lights. Sorry Blossom, Margaret here took your thunder.

Stepping a few steps back from the attackers, the remaining conscious soldiers tried their best to regroup. “We're getting outnumbered here; we have multiple casualties already. We need backup now!” shouted one of the troopers who tried his best to defend himself from a green and white jumpsuit attacker whose face was concealed behind their mask. “There’s no response! They must have cut our comms so we can't get help from the outside!” replied another, who tried his best to contact some more of their remaining forces. “Shit!” the male soldier yelled as Blossom whips him in the face so hard that his whole body flew backward as he landed straight on his back first, and then the back of his head then legs. As the man attempts to grab his rifle, she steps on his hand with her high heel boot chirping out, “Nuh-uh, you’ve been a bad, bad boy. It’s time for you to sleep!” as she then shoves her boot right to the side of his head, rendering him unable to fight any further. “Go petals! Show them who’s got real firepower!” ordered Blossom as she whips the final headlight, causing things to go a bit darker.

If you look really close, there's still smoke

The five helmeted zako then aimed their rifles at the soldiers that were also pointing their rifles at the unknown due to their obscured vision. A flurry of Violet’s kisses (tranquilizer darts) was fired towards the soldiers as four male soldiers were full of little darts and pricks all over their bodies and faces as they all collapsed on the ground. The last female soldier is quivering behind cover attempting to report in on her walkie-talkie, “I need some backup, goddamnit!” However, a sensual walking body is heading in her direction. With her flowing brown hair and rose hairpin, she uses both her hands: the right to cover the lady’s mouth and one to keep a hold of her rifle so she can’t move it around. “Shhh. Hush, little one. It will all be over real soon,” whispered Thorn as she then let the lady’s mouth go with her right hand to then shoot the soldier on the side of her head with the Violet pistol. The female soldier hits the ground on her sides as Margaret meets up with her partner once again. “Having fun, dear Thorn?” asked the black-haired veteran. “I haven’t been this exhilarated in my whole life!” exclaimed Thorn.

Ok, whichever zako shot the middle guy in the dick area, she REALLY hates men, lol

NOW IT'S BLOSSOM'S TIME TO SHINE, BITCH

OMFG, PLEASE BLOSSOM, STEP ON ME, PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. AND I'M NOT TALKING IN THE POV OF THE CHICK ON THE GROUND. I'M TALKING ABOUT ME, THE FAT WRITER AND SCENE MAKER. I WANT TO GET STEPPED ON BY YOUR HOT ASS WITH THOSE BOOTS ON.

Meanwhile, back on the roof, three roof guards remain. Two men and one woman, and they were quite armed, but due to the smoke and mist on the ground not dissipating, their searchlights aren’t as effective without the ground headlights. One of them, the man, is shooting at the ground wildly in an angered tizzy. The female soldier communicated to him through her walkie-talkie, “Stop firing below! There’s no way you can see anything; you could be shooting at our own troops, you reckless dolt!” The male stopped firing, went back into his cover, and responded, “We’re just sitting ducks up here if we’re unable to fire at this threat attacking us! Also, Alpha and Bravo stopped responding to me! I think they’re down!” The female continued, “Then we can go down.” The male designated as ‘Charlie’ replied, “Are you out of your mind, Delta? That’s suicide. We’d be walking into the enemy forces!” The female with designation ‘Delta’ rebutted, “Do you have any other ideas other than going John Rambo on the ground hoping someone dies? At least we’ll be able to see better from below and be in line to retreat back to base to get backup. Our damn long-range communicators are dead, so all we can do is talk from a certain distance with our walkies.” As the third soldier, a man designated ‘Echo,’ was about to speak, Kikiyou used her sheathed sword to strangle the man as she shook the man enough such that he dropped his walkie-talkie.

The man is still able to use his arms to try to loosen her grip. In retaliation, she jumps up with both her legs and then encloses them together on the man’s hips and pulls him down with her. As she pulls both her arms and legs back, the man is unable to do anything. Even with him tapping her to say that he quits, she doesn’t stop until he is knocked out cold. “Ugh! What a tough S.O.B.,” quietly exclaimed Kiki as she took the onna-musha wood blade and slashed the wiring to the headlight the soldier was guarding.

I REALIZE MY BIAS, BUT I FUCKING LOVE KIKIYOU.

“FUCK! Echo’s light is down! Do you see what took him down?” raged guard Charlie. “It’s clear up there. It’s like he was taken out by a ghost… or a… OH!!!” replied guard Delta, but due to the interruption, Charlie gasped and radioed in, “Delta? Delta?!?! Are you there, Delta? Shit! You have got to be kidding me!”

It's like she was never there

However, a few seconds before that, what happened was as Delta just realized what was coming at her, it was Kikiyou’s heeled foot kicking her from the back, which caused the lady soldier to fall straight to the ground right on her chest. As Guard Delta tried to get back up, a blunt metallic object hit her directly in the face, which was Kikiyou dealing a backhand strike with the sheath and the hilt of the wooden blade, causing Guard Delta to take a long nap.

A tale told in three parts

“You son of a bitch!” guard Charlie yelled as he fired his assault rifle wildly at Kiki, but she hid behind the searchlight while using Delta as a human shield, causing him to shoot the light, which ended up making Kiki harder to see due to the night sky. “Baited, you dumb male shit,” whispered Kikiyou to herself while dashing away.

He daka'd when he should have duku'd

As the man is reloading his rifle, Kikiyou had only had a few seconds to think of what to do and decided to take a very high-risk move.

She takes out her rappel launcher and fires it at the man’s chest. With his entire armor being used as a clasp for her whip to hold onto, Kikiyou flies right at him.

Captain America would say "Language!" here

Sorry sir, but a hot redheaded surprise is about to land at your doorstep

With all of the force and him going “OH SHIT!” both of Kikiyou’s high-heeled boots forced the man to land on his backside. The male soldier then proceeded to move his right hand on his sidearm since he couldn’t fully reload his rifle, at which point Kikiyou stabbed the man’s hand with her wooden katana, causing a really loud scream.

Unfortunately, for the soldier, it doesn’t help at all due to the chaos on the lower levels; then she puts her knee and lower leg on the man’s neck while the blade stabs further and further into the glove of the soldier, yet he can’t scream as she is choking the life out of him.

5 down, 0 to go

However, once the man closed his eyes, she took her leg off immediately and removed the sword from his hand. “Kikiyou reporting in, all spotlights disabled,” announced Kikiyou, as she slashes down the last searchlight and puts her sword away. “また、殺す代わりにノックアウトするのは非常に面倒だ。私の才能の無駄遣いだ！ (Also, doing knockouts instead of killing is extremely tedious. It is not a good use of my talents!)” exclaimed Kikiyou in Japanese. Blossom replied through the communicator, “Can we please only use English in our chatter, please!” Margaret radioed in, “I agree with Kikyo-san; killing them would be so much safer and faster.” Blossom replied, “Maybe you can take that up with the boss, then!” Thorn added through the comms, “All clear. Lily, how’s your status?” Lily stabbed her two claws into a male soldier’s arms, causing him to drop his weapon while screaming, and then she kicked him to the ground with her long legs and knocked him out cold with a kick with her white high-heeled boots to the side of his face. “I’m loving life. How about you, Blondie?” wondered Lily. Meanwhile, Amelia whips a female soldier in her arm to disarm the rifle from her right arm, causing the soldier to try to grab her sidearm, but Amelia then whips the holster right off her hip, causing both the holster and the pistol to land on the ground. Amelia mocked with a muffled voice, “I don’t recommend you trying to pick up your weapons, Miss.” The female soldier decided to try anyway as Amelia swung her whip such that it wrapped around the woman’s lower legs and then used all of her force to pull the soldier to the ground, landing on her back.

Amelia then jumps right on the soldier with her smooth legs, landing on the girl soldier’s abdomen in a mounted position. With no escape, the female soldier had to just watch what was going to happen to her. Amelia licks her lips as she takes out her own pistol with her right hand, uses her left hand to remove the mask from the soldier, and fires a dart right between the eyes of the woman, rendering her unconscious.

Unmasking the lady soldier

Please spare her, she looks so cute

Amelia then communicated, “Doing great, Maiden Prime. I think I shot the prettiest one.”

Aw, that poor Ukrainian-American woman. Take solace in the fact she isn't dead.

“Good job, ladies, we can handle it from here,” said a smooth, gentle voice over the communication line as a group of four ladies arrived riding on green and white hoverboards wearing the same outfits as the rest of the invaders. “Alright, but please be careful. Even though they are weak, they can still be a threat if you're not careful,” replied Blossom. Passing the veteran on their hoverboard, the blonde-haired rider gave a reassuring nod before muttering something to the senior henchwoman. “Don't you worry about us. We've been ready for this mission for a while, Lady Blossom.” Hearing how confident one of their own felt on this vital mission, Blossom could only sigh. “Well, I hope your prediction is right, Maiden Prime Clover,” muttered the brunette-haired lady.

While the battlefield was still being cleared up by Violet and her skilled forces, the General with the tag name “Bellerose” was being briefed on the current situation. His fists were clenched in anger as he was told of the number of his forces being lost. “How much has the second facility been compromised?” spat the general to one of his aides, who began to shiver in fear, knowing any bad news would send him to somewhere much worse than the comfort of the inside of the base. “Second base numbers are...” said the aide as he looked at a data tablet and gulped. “They've taken the security systems, but our forces are outnumbering them as we speak,” replied the worried soldier. “Ok then, make sure we cut that group off so they can't help their allies out,” ordered the General as the aide nodded before departing to relay his orders to the rest of the soldiers.

TO BE CONTINUED…

For those who waited patiently while I was 5 days late posting this, I am just confirming from now on there's no longer a schedule and TEHFF will also become on an unknown-interval story due to me doing all of the Koikatsu work and being busy IRL. Here's some bonus scenes: