PsionicsKnight

“Hey guys, check this out—it’s Perseus holding Medusa’s head! Alix Kubdel stated as her fellow students of Collège Françoise Dupont oohed and ahhed at the statue, depicting the titituar warrior holding up the snarling head of the female beast. All except for one Lila Rossi, who tried her best to hide her bored and annoyed expression. Why did the field trip have to be on a museum for this junk—it was just some old story from Greece that no one believed in anymore. Why did anyone bother learning about it? Especially when there were real superheroes fighting real monsters that everyone knew about? And more importantly, why wasn’t she the subject of such adoration and discussion? After all, she had been both monster and hero, had brought hope and terror to Paris. Even if no one knew it was her all along as Volpina, she still did far more than some made-up champion. She had to bring attention back to herself—but how? Historical and mythological information was harder to fake, so she

“Hmm… this must be the moon…” Samus Aran, Bounty Hunter of the Galactic Federation, said to herself as she prepared her ship for landing. The Bounty Hunter had to admit–even with her experiences working with the Federation, this job was a bit… odd. Some Federation scientists had uncovered a signal from Thars 47, a gas giant with twenty-six moons. However, what interested the higher-ups was Kellen 22, one of the moons with an actual atmosphere, complex flora, fauna… and signs of civilization, finishing with a strange radio signal transmitting a message 24/7. While the linguists, philologists, and other researchers were attempting to decode the message of the signal–and try to find any other messages that might be coming from the enigmatic satellite–Samus was given a more in-depth objective: find the source of the signal and investigate it. While being a field researcher was not part of Samus’s job description as a Bounty Hunter, she knew that few had the same level of traversing

The night air was crisp and cool, and it felt wonderful as it whisked through Mai’s hair while she leaped through the forest, grasping and swinging from branch after branch. After training herself for so long, testing her skills in the open felt good. And there was no better time to do so than now, with all the strange happenings recently. While the young ninja had been looking for her darling Andy, she had learned that an unknown woman had been spotted around the area. While no one truly knew who she was, there were a few things people could get a note on her. For one, she seemed to have green hair, and many who could see her reported that she was stunningly beautiful. Some witnesses claimed that a woman bore a resemblance to Interpol Agent Chun Li with her after the agent’s disappearance some time ago. While Mai did not personally know Chun Li, she had heard of her skills and accomplishments, and thus it surprised and worried her that such a talented and strong fighter might have

Ms. TogeToge, the Dream-Eating Rose and proud member of the Dead Moon Circus, let out a breath as she strolled through the castle’s ruins, wondering when she’d see her mysterious mentor. He was an odd soul, to say the least–quite skilled, and yet so… laid-back. As if he just chose to go with the flow, no matter what happened. Perhaps she was just the more neurotic of the two, but the Lemures found it odd that the skeleton could be so casual with everything. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she saw him–a short, somehow stout male skeleton, wearing a plain white shirt, a blue jacket with a fuzzy interior, a pair of black gym shorts, and a pair of pale blue slippers. “he… hehehe…” Sans chuckled as the Lemures approached him, his characteristic wide grin never faltering. “so you finally made it. thought for a second there that you weren’t coming.” “Hey, told you I wouldn’t miss it for the world, Sans,” Ms. TogeToge replied with a grin. “Like I said before–I need to become a

“Alright, this should be it….” Otedamako said as she punched in the code, finally allowing the files to be sent. Lenore cocked an eyebrow. “That’s it? That’s all it takes to operate this… strange machine?” Otedamako nodded. “Yeah. You’d be surprised, Lenore–computers and technology like this are elementary when you know the right thing to do.” The vampiress blinked. “Right… I think I’ll just stick to sorcery for the moment.” With an annoyed groan, Otedamko rolled her eyes and replied, “Whatever… let’s just get back to the others. They’ll need–” Suddenly, the sound of something moving in the vents invaded the space around them. Immediately, the two women froze, staring at each other in terror. “What was that?” Otedamako whispered. Lenore’s silence let the Lemures realize that the Vampiress was just as clueless as she was. Just then, a slight hiss erupted from the vent behind the computer. Craning their necks, Lenore gasped as she saw a pair of pitch-black legs appear from the